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This first entry is the setup and backstory. This will be a little slow and not really get into the heart of bug chasing/pozzing till later chapters. So don’t go away, that is coming. Also, as always this is fiction, all people are made up and not meant to be anyone in real life. Also, all people are of age and consenting. Chapter 1 - Matt Matt was fidgeting with his phone as he looked out the plane window. His mind racing. He had been dating Amanda for almost a year. It was spring break of their junior year. They started dating after meeting at an end of the year frat party on campus last year. They both stayed in town for the summer. He lived local to the college and his job was there. He definitely needed to keep his job and paycheck. Amanda stayed for a prestigious internship she got for the summer. They dated all summer and by the time fall session started they were committed and monogamous. She started pressuring him to meet “the dads” (her dad and stepdad) around Thanksgiving, but he keep putting it off arguing that he needed to stay local because of his work and be near his parents for the holidays (who also lived near the college). Finally, a few weeks ago she sprang this trip on him. She gave him the you either come and meet my dads or we stop dating ultimatum. Her dad paid for the plane tickets and even told Amanda he’d give Matt the money he’d miss out from work (the second part of which he rejected out of pride). He didn’t want to lose her, he liked her a lot, not loved but he figured that was coming. He did tell her he loved her, but just so she didn’t feel awkward when she said it to him. So he had no choice but to agree. That’s how he found himself flying across the country from the northeast where he had lived his whole life. In fact he had never been more than 3 hours drive from home. And here he was minutes from landing in Southern California, San Diego to be exact, to meet the dads. Her dad, Thomas, was in his late 40s and very successful entrepreneur. He owned lots of different business and had a ton of investments. He had been semi-retired since Amanda went to college. She lost her mom when she was 8, and her dad was single father raising her till he meet Zach when she was 14. Thomas and Zach dated and got married pretty quick. It was rough at first, with Zach being 20 when he came on the scene. But they managed and now with him in his late 20s he was like the cool uncle Amanda never had. He was a professional photographer and from what Amanda said pretty in demand which let him work only a few major shoots a year and still make a ton of money. Matt often heard Amanda joke with her dad, Papa T, that he had “shipped” her off to college across the country so he could retire to live off his millions and travel with his boy toy to exotic places to take pictures. It was all said in good fun, she knew her dad had worked hard for everything he had and cared for Zach, but their relationship was about teasing so it was par for the course for them. This teasing was one of the things that made him nervous. His family were all very cordial and WASPy. You didn’t joke or kid or show disrespect. You did as you were told and worked hard and didn’t complain. He knew his parents loved him and each other, but they never showed it that way or in any real physical way. He was also nervous because of the wealth of her parents. He grew up working class. No college money, that was paid for by financial aid and scholarships and loans. He had to work in high school to get his first car. He had to pay his own bills, hence why he shared a cramped old house with 4 other guys. So, all that wealth was intimidating. But the thing that made the most nervous, was the possibility of them figuring out his secret. See Matt thought he might be bi. He had been attracted to guys for a while. But had never acted on it. Aside from a few jerk sessions and one bj from a buddy he hadn't explored it more. He wasn’t ashamed of it, he just never found a guy he wanted to go further with. And then he meet Amanda, so he decided to close that door while they dated. He did still jerk to gay porn occasionally, but never when Amanda was around or could find out. He knew she would understand if he came out as Bi to her but he didn’t feel the need to rock the boat for something he wasn’t sure about. However, he didn’t want the dads to figure it out with their magic gaydar or something. I mean gay guys have that right? So that was is primary worry now as the plane started to land. Amanda grabbed his hand pulling him out of his thoughts. He looked over to her and she gave him a queasy look and squeezed his hand harder. He remembered her saying she was a nervous flyer, especially on takeoff and landing. So he squeezed back and smiled at her. The landing went smoothly and as they were walking off the plane Amanda was now back to herself looked over her shoulder at him as they walked down the aisle. “Don’t worry babe they will love you!” He smiled at her, but the butterflies in his stomach didn’t settle. From there it was a bit of a rush of getting off the plane, getting their bags, and then heading to the meet up spot. Matt was following Amanda when looking around when he heard in a booming voice “Mandy moon get over here and hug me!” “Papa T!!!” Amanda squealed as he flung herself into his arms. He followed the voice and say a tall tan man with golden brown hair scooping Amanda in a hug and squeezing her. He couldn’t see his face but he could tell in addition to being tall, he had a great body. He was in designer shorts, which showed off his muscle thighs and caves, and a polo that showed his big biceps. He didn’t know why but the man seemed to make his cock jump a little. I mean he was attracted to men, but this attraction was more then his typical reaction to a hot guy. Then he looked to the man standing next them and almost went full mast. This man was younger but equally tall man, around 6’3, with light brown skin, dark black hair, dressed in the same type of casual outfit as the other. He too had great leg and arm muscles. He also had a flat stomach and great pecks. But the most attractive thing was his beautiful smile. As the older man, Thomas, released her and Zach scooped her up into a bear hug. “Hey baby girl” he said quieter as he hugged her. “I missed you Papa Z” Amanda replied. As this embrace happened Matt got a better look at Thomas. He was older, but equally as good looking as Zach. He also had a flat stomach and good chest. He had a few more lines in his face around his mouth and eyes (probably the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen in a man). Thomas turned his head from looking at his husband and daughter and caught Matt checking him out. Matt blinked and moved to step forward to introduce himself. “Hello sir, I am Matt. It nice to finally meet you” he said as he held out his hand. “Oh stop with that sir shit. Call me Thomas or dad. Also, we hug in this family, so best get used to it now” he said as he pulled him in a strong embrace. Matt made sure to keep it as a straight hug not touching hips, mainly so he would put his half hard dick against his girlfriend’s dad. He was pretty sure that tactic failed because as he pulled away from Thomas, he saw what can only be described as a knowing and mischievous look in those beautiful eyes. “Call me Z, it’s good to meet you” Zach said as he wrapped him in an equally strong hold but this time pulling him in and forcing him to have a full contact hug. And boy did it seem like this guy was packing judging from the bulge he felt against him as they hugged. Which only made his hard on more obvious against Zach’s leg he was sure. He pulled away as quick as he could. “Nice to meet you as well!” Zach replied though with his voice breaking a little. “Enough of the all the hugging and mushy stuff. I need to get home and shower. I have plane dirt on me! Plus I want to get in the pool, pronto. Why did you let me go to school in a place that you can’t go swimming outside till June?” She directed to Thomas. “How else were we supposed to be able to host wild naked orgies pool parties if you stayed on the west coast honey?” He replied straight faced. Amanda laughed hysterically at that, “oh I know better than that Papa T. You two are a boring old married couple.” Thomas put his arm around her shoulder and guided her toward the car park as they bantered back and forth. Zach took her bags and walked beside Matt making small talk as they following behind. The whole time to the car and on the drive to the house Matt had a nagging thought in the back of his mind saying that he was pretty sure Amanda was wrong. He had a feeling that the dads were very much the type to have naked pool party orgies. And it surprised him how much he wanted to be apart of one with them. End of chapter 1. Stay tuned for more.

Chapter 2 - Daddy T Thomas turned over, half asleep and felt the warm sun on his face. He knew he needed to get up, even though they had only gone to bed a few hours ago. They had to be at the airport to pick up his daughter, Mandy, this morning. She was visiting home with her boyfriend. He also knew getting his boy, Zach or Z as he liked to be called. up and going was a laborious task when he had his full 8 hours. It’s near impossible when he had less. The late night was in part due to the impending visit. They knew they won’t have time to play for the next 9 days and they needed to make sure they had some hot fun before they went into the week and a half hibernation. They had found 3 hot twink/twunk boys on sniffies last night and meet up with them at a sleezy motel they often used for stealthing. When the twinks arrived they spent a little time smoking some 420 and had a drink. The next few hours was full of raw fucking and breeding! Thomas is 95% top, so he got 4 holes to deposit his charged seed in. The 3 boys and his husband. His husband was truly vers, so Z got to take all their cocks and deposit his toxic boy seed in the visiting twunks. The visitors were all neg, only one was on prep. None of them knew they were taking toxic cock and cum. When they asked about being “clean” Thomas told them they both were. He smiled as he remembered how easily the stupid twinks accepted that. Each twink got at least one toxic load in them, the two not on prep got 3 each. When they stealth pozzed they always made sure to dump multiple loads so there was the best chance possible to spread the strain. Thomas felt his 9.5 in dick swell at the thought of the twinks leaving full of their toxic cum early this morning. Knowing they were now blocked on the app and ghosted and wouldn’t be able to find them when they tested poz in a few weeks. It made him remember when he first meet Z. They met in a gay bar. Thomas saw Z dancing in only his jock on the dance floor and came up behind him to start dancing with him. This led to them making out and Thomas fingering his boy hole on the dance floor. Which he found was full of cum already. He pulled his finger out and sucked it and tasted the cum from who knows who. “Let go back to your place daddy. You can add your cum to me!” Z wispered into Thomas’s ear. That was all he needed and steered the half naked boy to his car then to his home. Lucky his kid was at her grandparents so he had the house to himself. He hadn’t hookup with guys much since his wife died and not for years before that while he was married. As they made out Thomas examined the boy. The bar was for 21+ only but he suspected the boy was more like 19 or 20 (he later confirmed he was 20). He was as tall as Thomas. Had light brown skin from his mixed Latino and black heritage. He was twinkish but leaning more muscly. And had a juicy fat ass! When thinas pulled the boys jock down he found a huge dick. At least 5 in soft. Thomas had never been with a man with a dick as big or bigger than his own. As they made out and Z’s dick had grown to its full 10in. His dick was just a tad thinner than Thomas’s own, but still thicker than average for sure. The foreplay led to Thomas going balls deep in Z as the boy begged for his big raw daddy dick. The sex was intense. After he dumped a huge load in the boy, Z flipped him over and started eating his ass. He was going to protest but it felt so good and he hadn’t been fucked since college and found he was in the mood to bottom. He was surprised he was able to take the pounding Z gave him. “Fuck daddy take my poz cum!” Z yelled as he came balls deep in Thomas. Thomas wasn’t sure how to feel about taking poz cum. As they laid and cuddled Thomas asked Z if he was really poz and if he was on meds. Z confirmed he was poz and not on meds and a gifter. Z told him he had been pozzed shortly about a year ago. He was chasing it and now he liked gifting. He normally didn’t tell his hookups but figured a guy who let him breed them without even giving him his name was cool with it. Thomas admitted he never even thought about STIs before and never heard of the pozzing kink scene. But it made him hot and hard. Which lead to Z swallow Thomas’s second load that night and what was probably one of his last neg loads. That began a now 7 year relationship (6 of them married) where they loved each other and loved to gift and stealth poz. Thomas was fully hard now thinking of last night and all the years of pozzing and other raunchy nasty piggy kinky sex they had had. He turned to his other side and found Z naked, as always, and slipped his finger in his hole. It was tight again but the cum from last night was in there, so he lined his fat poz cock head up with that boy hole and pushed into him slowly. Trying to see how long he could fuck him without waking him. He got balls deep when a moan came from Z. “Fuck daddy, that feels so good! Work that cum back into me daddy!! Recharge my boy hole with you toxic daddy cum! Please!!!!” That got Thomas going hard and plowing deep. After about 10 minutes of fucking he dumped a huge charged load in his boys tight ass. “Such a good little fag boy to take daddy’s toxic cum! Now get down there and suck me clean as I feed you my piss!” Z jumped down to his softening dick and sucked all the cum and ass juices from it. It took a minute or two for Thomas to start to piss down his boys throat. Feeding him his toxic morning piss. Z being the good boy he was didn’t drop any of it. Just after Thomas finished his piss, Z moved to the top of the bed and shot his huge load all over Thomas’s face. Then licked it off and made out with Thomas sharing the cum with his daddy. “Ok boy, let’s get showered and dressed. We can stop for a coffee and bagel before we go to the airport if we hurry.” “Yes sir! I can’t wait to see Mandy again. Though the hit to our sex life will suck” Z replied as he got up and walked toward the master bathroom and into the huge shower. “I know. We will still be able to fuck just have to be quiet and make sure we don’t get carried away. We can handle 9 days without a negative boy butt to seed.” Thomas replied as he followed him into the marble shower. He laughed when he saw the doubting look on his boys face. They hadn’t gone for than a week without find a third to fuck since Mandy had moved to college. And those week breaks were all occurred when Mandy was visiting home. They were able to get showered and dressed quickly, made it through the drive up at their favorite local coffee shop, and were at the airport pick up area with time to spare. As they waited they checked out all the hot men traveling through the airport. They whispered back and forth pointing out who they’d do and how. They were on the middle of ogling a hot pilot when Thomas spotted Mandy and her beau walking toward them. Neither had seen them yet. Thomas nudged Z “Looks like Mandy likes her men like me. Tall, handsome, and well muscled but not a muscle head. I bet he has a nice tight ass too. And with his build and the way he is carrying himself, I bet he is packing.” ”Oh yea, I’d guess at least 8 in. He looks 6-6’1 but with that build and walk he got that big dick energy. And he is cute as fuck and sexy. He’d look good on my big poz dick as I jerked his big boy meat!” Z replied. ”Stop that. He is dating Mandy, is straight, and you are making me hard thinking about knocking him up. Not that I wouldn’t, but let’s not get raging hard ons in front him when we first meet him ok.” He laughed. Thomas then called to the his daughter and greeted her with a bear hug. As he passed her over to Z he caught this boy, Matt, checking him out. As they made the introduction he pulled him in for a hug and even with Matt trying not to keep his hips back he could tell the boy was chubbed up. As they pulled away he gave a wink to Z over Mandy’s head. Z introduced himself to Matt. Pulling him of a full hug, pushing his bulge against the poor boy I am sure. I gave Z a look conveying I knew what he was doing over Matt’s head. He smiled dangerously and I knew what he had in mind. Luckily I wore tight underwear today so mY monster didn’t have the room to respond. Mandy made a comment about wanting to get home due to airport yuck and then about me sending her away to college in an area with poor pool weather out east. I teased her back about naked pool orgies, which she had no clue were a big part of our lives. This led us into our familiar teasing banter as we headed toward the parking garage. When we got home and the kids took their luggage to Mandy’s room, Z whispered in my ear as he hugged me from behind “We might just have found the neg hole we are going to poz this week after all. I bet anything that boy is at least bi and is a big pig bottom, even if he doesn’t know it yet himself.” Thomas just hummed in possible agreement as he walked to the kitchen to start lunching thinking Z may just be right. They’d have test just how straight this boy was. Hope you all like this chapter. More to come, stayed tuned.

Chapter 2 I wake up and feel a hard cock in my ass and find Tom slowly fucking me. Sensing I’m awake, his pace increases. He whispers in my ear that he so wants to own my fucking ass. He wants to know that he’s pozzed me with his seed, marking me for life as his. My caged cock is straining to respond but I’m unable to get hard. I so want his strain I tell him as I concentrate on being his ass toy. He starts to drill me, pulling out and pounding back into me. With each pass of his cock on my ass, he makes sure his scraped PA drags against my swollen ass lips drawing fresh blood from each scrape. He tells me my hole is so fucking hot as it swollen and distended. Tom pulls out and replaces his cock with four fingers. His nails dig into my tunnel as he stretches and scratches my hungry hole. I’m scraping your hole, making it bleed so my poz cum infects if it hasn’t already, he tells me. I feel the scrapes and wince with the pain, but I need this. Tom has given me so many loads this past week and surely he’s been successful. With his Cuban friends all sharing the same toxic strain I just want to be part of these poz brothers. Tom’s cock is back at my hole, and he slams into me and pummels my hole with a renewed purpose. He wants to rip me and tear me as he fucks me, purposely missing and scraping as his cock forces its entry. After a few minutes of taking him like he’s a rapid beast, Tom pulls out and flips me on my back. He wedges a couple pillows under my ass. His mouth finds my hole as he licks my open gash. He sucks on my cunt, pulling it into his mouth. Suddenly his teeth bite into my prolapsed hole, causing me to scream out as the pain of his bite hits me. In one swift stretch, his cock is back in my hole as his cock repeatedly attacks my hole burning hole. Tom tells me my hole is a bloody mess and ripe for his toxic load. He tells me he’s going to deliver a massive load for my ripe cunt. Tom has absolute huge loads and he’s not holding back. As he roars his cock starts pumping and I’m always amazed by the sheer volume. This is no exception, and I count at least 14 contractions as he spews load after load into me. As his cum delivery slows, Tom is still as hard as fuck. He is dripping sweat heavily but, he takes a deep breath and starts fucking me again. My ass is leaking, and I hear it squelching as he fucks my drenched hole. Tom leans into me and kisses me deeply as his breeding mission continues unabated. He pulls up and my mouth is open in sheer rapture of his prowess. Tom hawks up a huge load of spit and drools it into my mouth. I moan as he continues delivering spit to my mouth as he sucks deep to gather more snot for my ravenous appetite. I greedily swallow every drop. Tom straightens up and looks at his cock fucking my hole, telling me how he’s churning and frothing my fuck hole. His torment of my hole goes on for another 5 minutes. Sweat is dripping from his face and chest. Tom grabs my throat and squeezes as his pace quickens. I feel my face flush as his grip intensifies. He pounds with a roughness of a steed marking his territory. Tom groans as he screams out jettisoning another load in my wrecked hole. This second load may not be as huge as the last, but I know he is once again flooding me as I feel the cum escaping from my hole. Tom collapses on top of me, exhausted from fucking me for the last 45 minutes. As his cock slips from my hole my hole starts squirting cum as my ass muscles spasms from the intense breeding I’ve had. Tom slides off me to my side and in just a few minutes I hear his soft snore as he passes out. I shove my hand in my ass, scooping up a load of cum and lick my hand clean. I find myself shoving my hand into my open ass and scraping more to help in my conversion. Licking my hand clean, I taste Toms distinct cum flavor tinged with a hint of a metal in what I assume is blood from my destroyed hole. I’m so content and thinking I hope Tom was successful in converting me tonight. I drift off, knowing I’ve been such a cum dump these past 10 days and happy with everything happening to me in this new chapter in my life.

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."

Spring is here (in this part of the world) and the beast within me has erupted. I'm usually thinking about cocks and arses but being on spring heat means it's 100% of the time. nuts are working loads up overtime. As I get older it doesn't seem to diminish, if anything the opposite. anyone else more on heat than usually? what are you doing to satiate your needs?

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

My man and I recently had family visit for an extended period and we were desperate for a chance to fuck so we decided to visit the local bar with a darkroom. We got there and relaxed for a bit, grabbed a drink and looked at the eye candy. We decided to visit the darkroom and play by ourselves. Once downstairs we went to the maze where I sucked my man for a while to get him hard and slicked up. When he decided he was ready he ordered me into the sling. He started out by giving me a lot of long slow strokes, really torturing me with as horny as I was. It was then that he decided to start pounding me using the motion of the sling, and I know I was moaning like crazy. He kept on at me for around 10 minutes before He ordered me to move to the fuck bench where he strapped me down and went back to the long slow strokes on me. This is where the our plans for the night, and playing by ourselves, changed as the next thing I know a guy was suddenly there with his dick at my face asking to join. This guy honestly had one of the thickest cocks I have ever seen in person or in porn. My man just said "suck him". What else is a good bottom to do but follow his man's orders? Next thing I know my jaw is stretched to the max while this thick beast is sliding down my throat. I'm now being spit roasted as this guys are using me nice and slow. I have no idea how long I was there but it seems like the two of them decided to simultaneously start face fucking me and pounding my ass. I'm in heaven having never felt so full in both ends and leaking precum like crazy. After a good while of this I couldn't take the combination of being spit roasted and my dick sliding around the bench on my precum, and I blew a huge load. They did not stop. After a good while of being spit roasted the guy getting sucked asked if he could rim me. My man pulled out and offered him my hole, and started sucking him while he ate my hole. This man went to fucking town, I think his tongue about hit my teeth. Eventually my man moved to my face and I feel the rimming stop. As my man slides his cock into my throat I feel a blunt pressure start on my hole before I start to be stretched wide fucking open. My man is well above average in both length and girth, but my hole has never taken a dick so thick and wasn't sure if I could. My man started ordering my to take it and telling me I was doing such a good job. Next thing I knew, I felt their balls resting against my ass and hear my man say "now fuck him" before they both went to town on me. After about ten more minutes the guy in my hole says he isn't ready to cum yet, and asks if we want a turn at his hole. Happy to return the favor they unstrap me before we move over to the sling. My man and I take the time to take turns lubing and loosening him up while we blow him. Once I slid in his home we would fuck for around 5 minutes each rotating back and forth on his hole while the other was being sucked my the guy in the sling. We finally reached a point where my man pulled out of him, order me to slide in, and the next thing I know he is pushing back into my hole. I've become the middle man in this three way again In a completely different way. He is pounding me hard and fast, and it was too much for me. I start blowing my second load of the night into this guys hole, and then I hear my man groan "oh fuck yeah, take this load" as he breeds me. We all start coming down from there, and between a little after action chat we get thanked for a good start to his night. He decides to stay in the sling now that he has my load in him to see if he can get some more. For my man and I we decided to wrap up the evening there 😁

Part 4 The door closed behind me and I was enveloped in the warmth of the steam room at the same time I was plunged into darkness. I stood statue still for a moment as I tried to get my bearings. Then- hands were on me. At first two, then more. Rubbing at me, pulling me in; desire their clear aim. I wondered how many men were in the steam room and how big it was. The darkness gave way to anonymity and my questions fell to the wayside, perhaps aided by the hazy feeling from the earlier “present” given to me by Daddy D. As the hands groped me, I found myself reaching in return, teasing, wanting, seeking. Lips met mine, my jockstrap was removed. My stiff 7.5” cock was enveloped by a warm mouth as I gasped, moaning in pleasure. Then someone pulled my ass towards them and spread out my cheeks, next thing I knew I was having his ass eaten and I was in heaven. Moaning and delighting. Suddenly a spark lit near my face. There was some kind of bong and a voice whispered into my ear as a pipe was brought to his lips. “Suck in till I say” I was in such a haze of horniness and desire, that I did so without question. When the man said to do so I exhaled a huge white cloud into the steam. The sensation immediately made me hornier. “Give him more” another voice encouraged. “The little slut loves it, he’ll be taking slams in no time.” After another few hits I was flying. I didn’t know what this was but I wanted to feel this way forever. I could hear the door open and shut, admitting more into the darkness, but all I cared about was more cock. The newcomers made their way into the fray, one of them sliding their beautiful cock into my mouth and the other, replacing the guy who was rimming me. He rimmed me for a moment, then he stood. I then felt something blunt at my hole. Cock. I was going to take my first cock. RIght here, right now. He pushed in and I moaned out. I felt so full and so alive. There was a slight pain. But whatever I was high on helped me to know that I needed more of his cock. He obliged, fucking me. The wet sounds of the steam room intensified as other cocks found holes, other hands roamed free. I was in heaven taking cock in both ends, while someone sucked my cock. Then I was pulled off the cock I was sucking and the person I was sucking brought me to their lips, making out with me.Their kiss was hot and charged with passion but also- familiar? “Griff” I whispered. “Shhhhh!” Griff said, realizing who had been sucking him, who he was now kissing. He then brought his lips to my ear nd whispered “I didnt know it was you, but this just became the hottest thing ever, mate.Guess who’s fucking you?” Then the penny fell. I realized who was taking my virginity. I realized my brother Tom, had no idea that the slut he was fucking in the dark was his tag-along kid brother. And it fucking turned me on. I pushed my hole back on his cock with the knowledge it was him “Good boy!” Griff whispered. Then Tom grabbed me from behind saying to Griff “I want a taste too” and brought his lips to mine. The world went still with his cock in my hole and his lips on mine, I kissed back with every ounce of passion I could muster. Iwas in awes and had never been more turned on. “Fuck, you can kiss” Tom said as we broke our lip lock. I want all night with you. Whattya say Griff, should we keep this one all night? “Oh hell yes!” Griff said, all-knowing. “Would you be into some wild piggy party sex with two college boys?” Tom asked me, no idea who he was really asking. Before I could answer someone sparked the lighter to hit the pipe next to us, illuminating my face. There in the light of the lighter I watched the realization fall on Tom’s face. I watched his face go from horny, to confused, to angry, to disgusted, to confused again. “Tom, Before you say anything, let me explain…” Griff tried. But Tom had me by the wrist and was dragging me out of the steam room. He pulled me past the hustle and bustle of the main room. My brother Tom pulled me into the dark corner of the warehouse where it was just he and I. "What are you doing here, Tag? I told you not to follow me." Tom seemed angry and I wasn't sure why. We were both naked, we were clearly both high and I wanted nothing more than to keep on going. So- I shot my shot “Then take me home.” “What?” Tom asked as if he hadn’t heard me. Griff finally found us at this moment but kept a few steps back, unsure how to approach right now. “If you don’t want me here, you and griff take me home and make me yours. Or keep me here and make me yours. Griff knows I should be a part of this and you do too. It’s what I want. I have never felt anything like when you were both taking me just now. I knew you two were up to something, and now I know. Now I can be a part of it. A part of you.” “Tag, You don’t know what your talking about.” “Tom, your still hard.” “What?” “If you didn’t want me to be a part of this, you beautiful cock wouldn’t still be hard.” I took the risk and reach out and grasped it in my hand, he moaned. “Tag, don’t…” “Tom, Please…” Then Griff was there, completing our circle. “Tom, he wants this and he’s gonna figure it all out- wouldn’t you rather it be with us than with some creeps or punks?” “Tag, I wanted to keep you innocent” Tom said, his last vestiges of fight falling away. “But Tom, If I’m not innocent, think of all the fun you can have with me…” With that I turned away from my big brother and opened my asscheeks to him, he moaned as Griff pushed him towards me. Moments later if you passed by that corner you world see Tom sliding his bare cock into my waiting cunt ad begin fucking me against the wall while i made out with Griff who jerked both our cocks. I was in the club. I had no idea what I was in for. Our night was just getting started. Griff and Tom were gonna show me everything…

i outgrew human sized penis as satisfying some time ago. And as i continue to get looser they get harder to feel. I have had tops describe fucking me as feeling like "fucking an open window" or "throwing a hotdog down a hallway," etc. I've also had many of them just jerk off inside me, though i have found a subset of tops get off on being in a hole so loose and used they can barely feel it. Horsecocked guys l;ove being in me because they know I can take it and the rough plowing they give. Foe me to feel fully satisfied morte than jsut a guy's penis needs to be inside me

He steers me up the stairs from his fingers up my ass he has three worked in me and I can feel the cum leaking from my ass we enter the bedroom. On the bed is a rock hard Adonis, baseball cap, shoulder length brown haired blue eyed himbo of a man. “Hey Peter, looks like you brought us a toy today” he growls grinning at me. ” I’ve been holding a hot stream for you.” Peter, my letter skinned daddy leads me onto the bed. It’s completely covered in rubber and the Adonis infront of me in a black rubber unitard his beefy cock hanging out infront of me. I’m drooling and can’t even speak I just need that cock. I look to the gym brat for permission begging silently to be let loose on his gorgeous cock. He hardly nods and I am diving head first under his crotch. He smells like sweat and piss and cum and the rubber slick and wet already. I roll onto my back and have him mount my mouth with his balls on my face my view of his assless chaps and his hairy ass bouncing above me. It’s not long before he is hard and filling my throat. At this point Peter is stretching my hole open. HE has two fingers from each hand and he’s stretching my ring open while his friend fucks my throat relentlessly. I’m reaching a new height, My booty bump from the car and the G crashing into each other inside me. I think we should keep this train wreck going Peter says. “I’m gonna fill his cunt with Chem piss you do the same down his throat. “ “I’ve been high for days this piss alone will charge him for a week, haha and I know you are always potent . But let’s just make sure this slut feels the collision.” he hands Peter another shard. “Here fuck this into the slut while you fill him.” Then he takes a long rip off his bong takes me by the neck and pushes the air down my throat - I choke on it and he laughs - “one more boy then it’s back down on my cock.” The second run is much smoother. And I exhale a massive white cloud as he pushes his dick back into my mouth - At the same time I feel Peter finally sink his rock hard cock into me. I feel the shard rip and burn as it is pushed in by his massive member.” Mmmmmm fuck yeah this bitch is ready. “ With that I feel my ass heat and swell as Peter starts to fill my guts with his piss. I’m moaning like a banshee, and can’t help but to fuck myself on him. Peter slaps my ass and tells me not to move and Adonis strattled me and pins my hips open with his feet one kee on both sides and his hands pinning my wrists above my head. He grabs me by the hair and pulls my head up to his dick “You stay still now while we use you as our urinal.” He squeezes my jaw till I open my mouth and puts his dick in. Instinctively I start to make out with it - sucking and moaning - he pulls out and slaps me with his dick. “I said don’t move slut “ Then he puts his dick back on my tongue and I feel the stream start, it wells in my mouth and I get to taste it. Before I start to gulp it back down. Both men pouring their Chem piss into me - I drink as much as I am able before he pulls his dick out and sprays it all over me - I can feel my body absorbing the drugs from their hot loads inside me. I’ve never been this high and I started to go insane. I love every moment of it while the two of them fuck their piss into me. Switching ends and throwing me around like a doll I’m in fucking gleeful heat splashing in the puddle pouring out of me. After both cumming multiple times in and on me, the party slows. They rub The puss and spit and cum as it pours from my ass and mouth. They squeeze my balls and slap my hairy chest finally my bladder releases and my golden fountain pointed up and sprays us all

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."

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

Part 1 My name is Greg. For those that read my other story (It's too late for you), this is a continuation of that story. First ,a little backstory: I am a 50 year old guy that is married to a woman. I played around with guys here and there when I would travel. Everything changed on my trip to Chicago (which is described in the other story). I met an incredible poz top that introduced me to all kinds of play. Through the week, I learned who I really was. I enjoyed taking all cocks and loads. I really enjoyed toxic tops and I knew that I would end up being a poz cumdump. After flying home, my wife admitted to me that she had been hooking up with a guy that satisfied her better than me. I admitted to her that I had started to explore a gay lifestyle and wanted more. We agreed that we would continue to have our separate fun and see what happens. From there, we both went and enjoyed the things we wanted - she went to meet her guy and I went to an adult theatre for more sleazy sex. This brings us to now. I had been home from Chicago for a couple of weeks. My town was pretty boring. I had continued to hit the adult bookstores and theatres when I could. Unfortunately, these were my main options. I hit the apps when I could but they were mainly flakes. I had continued to talk to my Chicago gift givers (Rob and Tony) on Telegram frequently. They enjoyed my progress into becoming the person I was meant to be. They asked me often if I had gotten the fuck flu. Each day, I had to disappoint them by telling them that I hadn't gotten it yet. I was frustrated. I thought about taking a home test but I decided against it. Since I didn't get the fuck flu, I could continue to tell people I was neg. I know there are a lot of "neg" guys that are actually poz. I was having an ok time at the bookstores and theatres but they weren't fulfilling me the way that I wanted. I needed something else. I had become active on Telegram and had been chatting with guys from all over. Several of the regular guys that I chatted with were from Toronto. From their talks, it sounded like the scene there was better than where I am from. I searched profiles on BBRT for Toronto and saw some guys that looked interesting. I decided that I should go to Toronto. I requested a Friday and Monday off from work and booked a hotel. Today was Monday. I just needed to get through the week of work and also try to line up some fun for the weekend. I told my wife that I was going out of town for a long weekend. She thought it was a good idea. I figure it was because it gave her a chance to have a long weekend with her new lover as well. When I wasn't working, I was chatting to as many Toronto guys as possible on Telegram and BBRT. One of the guys on Telegram really interested me. He had told me that his name was Jeff. He was about my age and was a poz top. I told him that I was coming to Toronto. "Really? You are coming to town?" "Yeah. I need some sleazy fun." "How sleazy are you looking to get?" "I get into most things." "PnP?" "I haven't done anything other than poppers so far but am open to it." "Oh really? a PnP virgin?" "Yeah. I have read lots of stories and I have always thought that booty bumps sound interesting." "That can be arranged. What about smoking or a slam?" "I haven't really gotten into smoking but who knows. I am not a big fan of needles." "Ok. We can see how it goes. Hit me up when you get here." I wasn't sure if I was ready for PnP or if he was even real but I would keep it in mind. I decided that I would check out PnP friendly tops on BBRT and created an account on NKP. Should keep an open mind. I got done with work early on Thursday. I was horny. I wanted to head to Toronto early but didn't have a room until Friday. I didn't feel like hitting the local bookstores or theatres. I searched the internet and found that there was a bathhouse in Hamilton, Ontario. Hamilton is about half-way between me and Toronto. I looked for hotels in Hamilton and found one that had availability. I booked the hotel and packed. My wife wondered why I was leaving a day early. I told her that I wanted to avoid traffic. She seemed excited that she had an extra night without me. I headed out and drove the 90 minutes to Hamilton. I checked into the hotel and douched for the evening. I jumped on the apps and nothing looked promising. I reached out to some of the Toronto guys on Telegram. One of the poz guys, Eric, responded. "You ended up going to Hamilton?" "Yeah. Going to Toronto tomorrow but decided to check out Hamilton spa tonight." "Ah. I wish you luck." I was disappointed. I headed over to bathhouse. There were only a couple of cars in the parking lot. I hoped it would pick up. I got a deluxe room. I watched some porn and hit the poppers. I kept the door open. A couple of guys walked by but didn't stop. I wondered if this was a mistake. I was thinking about leaving when I heard a voice. "You looking for some company?" "Yes. I am looking for a bareback top." "That's me. Get in doggie." "Yes Sir. I have poppers and lube." "Got it." I got into position. I felt him come behind me. I heard him pick up the lube and jerk his cock. I hit the poppers. He slapped my crack with his cock. I reached back and spread my cheeks. I felt his cock at my hole and then he pushed in. His cock was not long or thick. I wished it were bigger but my options were limited. He started fucking me. It felt nice. After a few strokes, he pushed into me. He held still for a few minutes and then started fucking me again. I was happier. At least he could fuck multiple times. After several minutes, he pushed in again. Like the first time, he paused and then started fucking again. Several more minutes passed and he pushed hard and held still. This time, he pulled out and left. I rolled on my back and watched porn again. I checked the apps and found that I had a message on Telegram. It was from Eric. "Thanks for the fuck." "Wait. That was you?" "Yep. I also have a confession. Remember when I told you that I was poz and on meds?" "Yep." I figured he would tell me that it was a lie. I figured he would tell me that he is neg. "Well. I am poz and on meds but the meds haven't been working. My strain may be med resistant. Good luck." With that, he signed off. That was new for me. I had never knowingly taken a med resistant poz load before. I waited a while but the bathhouse was dead. I checked out and headed back to the hotel. When I got there, I checked the apps and found someone that looked interesting. I sent a message. "You looking for a bb btm tonight?" After a few minutes, he responded. "Yes. You interested in a threeway? My bf and I are looking for fun tonight." "Always. I have a few loads in me already. Would love for you to add to it." "Oh really? Love sloppy seconds. Location?" I sent the hotel information and told them to let me know when they got here so I could prop the door. "OK. Be there in about 15 minutes." I put the poppers and lube on the nightstand and turned the lights down a little. A few minutes later, I got a message on Grindr. "We're here. Room number?" I gave them the room number and propped the door open. I got on the bed in doggie with my ass facing the door. A few minutes later, I heard the door open and people walk in and close it behind them. "Look what we have here. A good slut to use." I heard clothes hitting the floor and then felt two people get on the bed. The first guy spread my ass cheeks and dove into my used fuckhole. The other guy came around in front of me and presented his cock to me. He was a chubby white guy. His cock was limp. I reached out and cupped his balls and started licking them and worked my way up to his shaft. His cock jerked and started to grow. Meanwhile, the guy behind me started to tongue fuck me trying to get the cum out of my hole. I continued my focus on the guy in front of me. I took the head of his cock in my mouth and used my tongue on his shaft. His cock continued to grow harder as he began to push into my mouth. The guy behind me was done rimming me. He was behind me now. He placed his cock in my crack. I heard him reach for the lube and jerk his cock. He slapped his cock in my crack. His cock felt much bigger than the guy that I was sucking. He pulled my ass cheek and placed his cock at my entrance. I continued to suck the guy in front of me and pushed back slightly, trying to get his cock to slip in. "Hungry slut needs my cock" He pushed in until the head popped in. He held for a moment and started to push in steadily until he was fully inside me. His cock wasn't real thick but was longer than average. His cock felt great. "Hun. Get back here and rim me while I fuck this slut." The guy in front of me pulled out of my mouth and went behind me. I looked back. The top that was fucking me was a thin black guy. He wasn't scrawny but looked like he had a swimmer's body. He moaned and started to fuck me slowly. I faced forward and hit the poppers. "Thanks hun. Go back and use his mouth." The top came back in front of me. His cock was soft again. I started licking his balls and shaft again. The top continued to fuck me as I brought the guy's cock into my mouth. His cock started to grow again. I focused on pleasing the guys on both ends. The guy behind me started to pick up the pace. I squeezed my fuckhole around his cock. "mmmmm. Yeah slut. Make me cum." I squeezed harder and started to drive my mouth faster up and down on the guy's cock in my mouth. The guy behind me grabbed my hips and pushed forward driving my mouth further down the guy's cock. After a few moments, the top pulled out of my ass. "Get back here and feel this fuckhole." The guys switched positions. The guy from my mouth placed his cock at the entrance and pushed in easily. I opened my mouth and the black guy pushed his softening cock in my mouth for me to clean. The guy behind me continued to fuck me as the black guy's cock started to get hard again. After a few minutes, the guy behind me pushed into me, held for a minute and pulled out. Immediately, the black guy pulled out of my mouth and went behind me again. He pushed into my fuckhole again. He started to fuck me again. This time, he fucked me harder and faster than the first time. "Hope you like poz loads, slut. You have two poz loads in you now and will be getting another one from me soon." "I am neg but love poz loads. The loads that I already had in me were poz." "Oh really? Bugchaser?" "My duty is to take all loads" He moaned and started to fuck me even harder. Then he slammed into me. "Take my dirty load, you slut!" I felt his cock grow thicker and spurt after spurt of cum driving deep in me. After a few minutes, he pulled out. I laid down on my stomach. They both got off the bed and got dressed. "Thanks slut. Enjoy." With that, they left. It was a nice start to my long weekend.

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!

Been chatting to a guy on Scruff for a few weeks. He’s quite a bit younger than me and we fucked once about a year ago. It was ok but I didn’t remember it being that memorable. This week he asked if he could come around again. I had a few hours to myself this morning so I invited him round to use my holes again. We had a lot of horny chat leading up to it then last night he asked me if I wanted him to sort out some other tops to join us. I told him yeah and thought no more about it. We’d arranged to meet at 9:30 and at 9 he asked if I was ready / free. I told him I was and within minutes he was in the front door. He was alone and I thought he must not have been able to arrange anything. He got straight down my throat before sliding his big dick up me and getting me opened up. After about 10 minutes he asked me if I was ready for another cock. I told him of course and he told me to get on my knees and he slid back inside me as I heard my front door open again. I had a blindfold on and couldn’t see the guy but I was aware of a second pair of hands on my arse. I could hear guy 1 & guy 2 talking and guy 1 said, “you ready?” He pulled out of me and the 2nd guy was straight in. He was a hard fast fuck. Guy 1 was egging him on encouraging him to blow his load. Guy 1 kept getting me to say I was just a dump and just a hole which drives me wild. It didn’t take long before Guy 2 started slamming into me as he emptied his nuts up me. As soon as he pulled out, Guy 1 was back up me sloshing about in his load while Guy 2 got dressed to leave. The sound of his cum in my hole was driving me wild. After about 15 minutes of fucking, Guy 1 said again if I was ready for another and told to get on my knees again. Same as before, door opened and Guy 3 comes up the stairs. He was already hard and within seconds his fat dick was inside me. I was getting spit roasted between the two of them and it wasn’t long before Guy 3 sped up and shot what felt like a massive load inside me. Guy 1 went straight in and fucked like his life depended on it until he finally shot his load in me too. It was as hot as fuck and a great meet for a Saturday morning. Kept their loads in me all day so they were fully absorbed.

Hot story so far. Can't wait to see how they go about finding out if and how much of a piggy bottom he is!

I'm Parker -- 21, 5' 10, 165 lbs. of pretty lean muscle. There's nothing big about me, but my pecs are pretty defined, my abs are toned, and I pretty much stay smooth from my years on the high school swim team. I've got short cropped brown hair, and one of those faces that will stay boyish for at least 20 years, but my jaw is defined enough to give me a manly look. So I'm told. It's my third year and college -- in a small southern town -- and I came out my freshman year after getting drunk off cranberry vodkas and bud lights and jerking off with my roommate, Ben, who turned out to be a total bottom slut, despite his 9" cock. My friends all mess around, and cheat on each other, and fuck each other, but is it really cheating if everyone is ok with it? We tend to get drunk, have sex, then never talk about it until it happens again a few weeks later. There's a group of about 7 of us, and I've both fucked, and been fucked, by all of them. But up until this point in my life, I didn't really know what good sex was. Cute college guys flopping around in bed, awkwardly getting each other off, and trying to figure out sex. But all that was about to change. It was Ben's birthday, and we were headed out to the gay bars in downtown. The typical Flex bar, filled with college guys, the makeup queens, a few muscle guys, and the old daddies. Ya know, the kinda bar where you know everyone but you keep going back, hoping to meet someone new. That night, I did. When we walked in, Ben was already sloppy drunk, and looking desperate. His pale skin and blonde hair didn't really make him that cute, and he rarely hit the gym, but there was something about him that people are attracted to. And his ass is amazing. "It's my birthday, and I HAVE to get fucked," Ben said. "If I don't find someone to go home with, will you fuck me tonight?" "Sure," I said. Hoping, and praying, it wouldn't come to that. A few drinks later, I gazed around the musky bar, not seeing anyone interesting, and giving up for the night. I hit the dance floor with the boys, feeling oddly sleepy, and desperately horny, trying to blend in. Glancing over at the cages, my eyes caught the attention of a man who would change my life, though I didn't know it at the time. He was 5'11", olive skin, buzzed head, square jaw, and loaded head to toe with muscle. The rock solid arms, the big, round shoulders, and the -- what I like to call -- "fuck me pecs." You know, the perfectly round chest that you want to feel and squeeze with your legs raised in the air with a hard cock tearing your ass apart. Yep, he had those pecs, tightly squeezing through his gray crew neck t-shirt and tight bleached jeans. I could see the outline of what looked like a pretty sizable cock bulging through his crotch. I knew I wanted that. I tried not to stare. "Parker, are you ok? Why aren't you dancing?" Ben asked. "Oh, umm, sorry - do you know who that guy is over there?" I asked. "No. But he's at least 45. Why would you even be interested," Ben responded, with a bitchy tone. And that's where I'm different from the rest of the crew. They're all focused on 20-somethings, while I'm always drawn to the daddies. No, the muscle daddies. Maybe it's because of a bad relationship with my actual dad, who knows. But I know that's what turns me on. I tried not to stare at the mystery muscle man, but I kept catching his eyes. He looked at me with a sly, southern grin. But not for too long, just long enough to make me know he was interested, but not desperate. Getting lost in the music, I turned around a few minutes later, and had to pee. I walked in the bathroom and saw Eric, from the soccer team, fucking Ben at the urinal. Ben was begging for it like a bitch in heat. I felt relieved. I wouldn't have to fuck him tonight, and after seeing the mystery muscle man, I didn't want to. I made my way to the bar, sat down, and ordered a vodka tonic. I was over it and ready to go home. The bartender, Monty, flirted with me a little. He's a cute Mexican who fucked me a few years ago when I first started coming to Flex. I thought for a few minutes about trying to take him home again. But right as I was about to order another drink, I suddenly felt a warm, scratchy stubble tickling my ear. "We're leaving, I want to be inside you." I turned, and in almost shock, I saw the muscle mystery guy, grabbing me by my arm, pulling me against the wall of the bar, and kissing me deeply. I didn't know what to say, or what to do. I dropped a $20 on the bar and left with him. Turns out, his name is John.

Great opening chapter. I think we know that the 2 dads are going to show Matt a thing or two during his visit 😜

my kinda man

In my college years I befreinded a clerk at the local ABS. As long as I sucked him off first he would let me stay in the booths for free all night

The Further Adventures of Sammy Parker Chapter One I sat in the chair and tried not to squirm. Having three strangers stare at me like I was a lab experiment was off putting enough but I had just downed a Monster and maybe needed to piss. They talked to themselves in low voices, they all had tablets and were showing each other things…I swear if they were just watching TikTok I was gonna cut a bitch. “Um,” I said leaning forward, “Can I start?” They all looked over at me in half shock, like it was just uncalled for that I might actually be able to talk. The middle one, who I think was in charge smiled, “Sorry, we are just going over a few things.” I nodded and stood up, “Cool I’m gonna hit the john, let me know when you’re ready,” and walked out of the room, to all of them telling me to wait. I walked out to the cleanest school hallway I had ever seen. I mean you could fucking eat off these floors. The lockers are all a deep green, no knicks, no paint chips missing, all of them gleaming and perfect. I looked left and right and said fuck it as I went to find the bathroom. It was a Saturday so the place was empty which meant we had the whole place to ourselves, at least that is what they told me. I passed a glass cabinet of trophies…with pictures of some of the fucking hottest guys I had ever seen. Eden Prep it seemed not only had scored a ton of awards but had done it looking fucking fine! These pics went back to the 70’s and each year the teens smiling back at me were the epitome of what was hot at the time. The 70’s class all had the feathered hair, the 80’s kids were popping their collars and had more product than the hair care isle at Walmart, the 90’s…wow…I guess we don’t talk about the 90’s…every single one of them was hot as shit. And they wanted me to be one of them. “Mr. Parker,” one of them called out, jogging down the hall, “You can’t just wander off like that!” “Well show me where the bathroom is and I won’t have to,” I said with a grin that had to date gotten me out of more trouble than any ten kids could have managed. He sighed and pointed, “This way.” I followed him down further and checked him out. Nice body, cute face…little uptight for my taste but he could get it if I was bored. He held a door open, “In here.” I gave him a little mock salute and walked in and motherfucker. This was their bathroom? My dad had taken us all to the Monarch once, it was the priciest place to eat in Dallas, I am talking 3 to 4 big bills by the end of the night for the whole thing and they did not have a bathroom as nice as this one. I walked over to the urinal and noticed they had no partitions separating them, in fact you can see what everyone was packing up and down the wall if you wanted. Well I had nothing to hide and I was about to piss myself so I unzipped and hauled my meat out, let Mr. Uptight see what I got…after all that’s why I’m here. I started to rip and glanced over at him just straight up staring at my junk open mouthed, I just smiled, “So this is a nice place, is this like for students or only for guests?” It took him a second to close his mouth, “Um…what? Oh the bathroom! No, this is a normal bathroom, students use it.” “Wow, very nice,” I said still pissing, “Bathroom at my school looks like it was in a true crime show on Netflix.” I glanced back and him and grinned and he gave a little chuckle, “I see,” still staring at my cock. I let it trickle out and then shook it a few times…and then a voice in the back of my head said don’t do it Sammy. Put your dick away and go to your very important interview. Do not do it. Don’t. Bad Sammy. So of course I turned to him, cock still hanging out, “So…you want to help me get this back in?” I had never seen a grown man fall to his knees faster than this guy. He was good, I mean really good. His hands gripped my ass as he deep throated me…not a thing many people can do. My hands were tangled in his hair as I pushed him down onto my cock. Ever since these fucks had contacted me I had felt like I was just running through a maze for them… So this was a nice stress relief. He began licking up and down my shaft like it was one of those rocket pops you buy every 4th of July…his eyes looked up at me with a hunger that was really kind of a turn on. I mean here was a guy, twice my age, on his knees worshipping my cock and he was really into it… Maybe I could start to like this school. I pushed my cock down, indicating I wanted his mouth on it and he went back to gargling on my tool as I began to face fuck him. This wasn’t something I was keen to do with most people, when you have a cock like mine you tend to choke them out but not this guy. This guy’s throat was working overtime and within a minute I felt my balls start to tingle. “Shit…” I groaned, “Fucking cumming…” He sucked harder, desperate for my fucking load I guess…so I gave it to him. I cum a lot. Like a lot a lot. Both John and I can hit the backboard of our beds on a good night so when this guy gags a little as I flood his mouth…I grin because I know I just surprised him. He drank every drop like a good little bitch as I pulled my softening cock out of his mouth and let it hang there. He looked up at me, cum dribbling out the side of his mouth and said, “Thank you sir.” I winked and tucked my cock back into my jeans, “My pleasure,” and turned to wash my hands. I knew he was hard as a rock and wanted to get off but that wasn’t my concern was it? I didn’t say hey lets help each other out, I said suck my cock and he did. He was still on his knees, masturbating furiously as I walked out, “See you back in there.” I walked back into the room and the other two guys turned and looked at me with curiosity, they had sent someone to go find me after all. I sat back down in at the desk, “Oh he’s finishing something up,” I said with a cocky grin, “He’ll be along.” Sure enough a few seconds later blowjob guy comes running in, hair fucked up, suit wrinkled…he looked like he just got fucked. The other men looked at him questioningly and he just shook his head and picked up his tablet. “So, you were going to tell us about the Peirce family,” he said, not making eye contact with me. “Sure, what do you want to know?” “Everything,” one of the others said, “Start at the beginning.” I shrugged, “Ok…so summer was over and I headed back to school…” It was weird being back at school. After the summer I had, it seemed like it was such a step back…I mean when summer came, I was just another high school baseball player, had a steady girl, had a side piece, went out, hung with my boys, and got wasted and was you know, normal. But now, now I was a completely different person. I had learned how to fuck guys and love it. I had learned that my looks and cock made me almost irresistible to most people and that gave me power. And I had learned that once you have a small taste of power…you crave more. But I had learned the lesson the asshole who tried to use me this summer hadn’t. Forcing people, drugging them, this was a weak man’s game. If you had to get someone so fucked up they barely remembered what happened, then you were nothing more than a small person with no skill. He who shall not be named thought he was the shit, drugging his roommates, me, and my brothers, using us, trying to make us compliant. He had learned the hard way that true power, real charisma, always wins in the end. But all of that still made school suck balls. Both Eli and John had gone back to college, which left me alone and bored as fuck. Normal things like high school, dating, Tiktok, they all seemed small compared to what I had gone through this summer. I wanted more, I wanted so much more…as I walked down the hall trying to figure out what that meant I almost completely missed the stud in the speedo handing out fliers. I stopped and took a few steps back to check I wasn’t stoned. And there he was, Sean Peirce, fucking five-star stud. To explain who Sean is takes some doing because you see, Sean is just another me. In a way. I am a popular guy, play baseball, have lots of friends, cute, likable, wanted by girls, envied by guys, etc, etc. You know, the normal stuff. Well, Sean over there was me but with swimming. Where I had a lean, cut, baseball body made with years out in the Texas sun throwing and chasing balls, Sean had a tight, smooth, perfect body made by thousands of hours of swimming over and over again. I had a little more bulk but he was cut like a fucking diamond…and right now he was standing in the hallway, in a speedo, trying to pass out fliers. I’m telling you now whatever the fuck he is selling, I am buying two. I walk over to him, and he sees me and smiles, “Sammy!” A head nod and a shoulder bump later, “What’s up Peirce? You working the streets now?” He blushes deeply and we are on to another way Sean isn’t like me. See me and my brothers were born sexual. John lost his v card at 13 when one of his friend's older sister took him into her room and rode him all the way one summer. Eli got his first handjob at 12 behind the church one Sunday by Patti Lurns who told him that the bible didn’t say anything about a handy and rocked his world while he was 13 and a female assistant coach at baseball camp jumped my bones all summer once she saw me naked. So, sex to us was kind of like water, it was just there. Sean and his family were not like that at all. Sean’s dad was a widower and a big holy roller guy. He ran a CrossFit for Christ gym here in town and both Sean and his older brother Devon, who was just as hot, were both born again, pure and innocent angels with promise rings and virginity rules written on their notebook kind of guys. So, the joke is scandalous to him, just the way I meant it. “No!” he says laughing, “We are trying to start a water polo team and looking for members.” He handed me the flyer, and I pretended to look at it as I scoped out what Sean was packing. The speedo was decently filled, he wasn’t in my league, but it was nice, it was everything else that looked fucking amazing. He was completely smooth with deep cum gutters that flared up into an eight-pack that just begged to be licked. His pecs were wide and deep and his nipples just hung there, calling my name quietly, pleading with me to gnaw on them… “What do you think?” I looked him in the eyes, “About?” He looked at the flier, “Water polo?” Oh right, that. “Um, I’ve never played water polo, I’d have no idea what I was doing.” “We have a regulation pool at our house!” he said quickly, “If you wanted to learn you could come by after school and I could teach you!” Me and Sean, in a pool, alone? “Our season doesn’t overlap with baseball so you could play both and it’s great conditioning as well.” He flexed to prove his point and I knew right then and there… I was going to fuck Sean Peirce. I didn’t know how or when, but I was going to do it. Smiling I asked, “So you’d teach me?” He nodded, “Yeah! I can get you ready for tryouts.” I pretended to consider it. “Please, Sammy! If you joined the team, I know others would! If we don’t get enough people to try out, they won’t even put the team together! Please!! I’d owe you for the rest of my life!” I smiled at the words, “I guess…I mean as a favor to you…” He smiled and beamed at me, “You’re the best!” “So, when do we start?” I asked. “After school? My place?” I nodded, “I’ll be there.” You bet your ass I will be there. Meanwhile in another room… “State your name please?” I leaned in, “Sean Peirce.” “And Mr. Peirce, can you say, in your own words what your relationship to Samuel Parker is?” I felt my face blush some, “Um…we’re friends.” The man raised an eyebrow. “Close friends…like…close close?” He looked down at his tablet and pushed something, “Would you say your relationship with him was consensual?” I cocked my head, “What do you mean?” “Do you feel you were forced to be in a relationship with him?” I laughed, “Oh god no…I mean truth be told…I probably wanted since I first saw him, I just couldn’t admit it yet.” Another push on the screen, “So you are in the hallway and he agrees to come over to your house, what then?” “Well, I remember thinking…” Sammy Parker was going to join the team! He was easily the most popular guy in school! I mean everyone knew him, liked him, he was hands down one of the best-looking guys in school, not that I noticed, I was just saying… If he joined, then it would be a sure thing others would too. Everyone wanted to be like Sammy, this was the best! I floated through school, giving prayers during lunch for Him to answer my prayers by sending someone like Sammy toward me. Just like dad said, he always provided, all we had to do was listen. I found Devon heading into the locker room, he was on the rugby team and was super focused on the team this year. He saw me and paused, “What’s up little bro?” “Guess who I talked into joining the water polo team?” “The one that doesn’t exist yet?” he teased. “But it will now! Sammy Parker!” Even Devon was impressed, his eyebrows went up, “John’s brother?” I nodded, “Wow, yeah he’s a get for sure. I thought he played baseball.” “He can do both,” I assured him. “Sweet!” he said and then made a small cross, “Praise Him.” I followed and said the same, “My prayers are coming true.” He messed my hair up, “He’s coming over after school?” I nodded, “I’m going to start teaching him the basics.” “Well, I have practice, but maybe he’ll still be there when I get home.” “Maybe, just wanted to share the good news.” He shook his head, “Well have fun,” he said walking into the locker room. Things were finally looking up! When I got home, I made sure the pool area was set up and that everything looked the best it could. I grabbed some Pepsis and put them in the cooler by the pool for later…everything had to be perfect. I couldn’t risk losing Sammy’s interest in this or there would never be a water polo team at the school. I know it sounds crazy, but it’s true. A guy like him could make it super popular and guys would be lining up to play if he liked it. I just needed to make sure he liked it. There was a knock on the back gate and Sammy popped his head in, “You home?” “Come in!” I said smiling, he showed up! He walked in, he was wearing a pair of faded jeans and a fitted t-shirt with Stitch on it. His high tops were white and red and looked like they were brand new…I mean he looked super cool, no doubt. “Sorry I’m late,” he said putting his backpack down, “Couple of guys were talking my ear off as I was trying to leave.” “It’s cool, super cool,” I said way too quickly, “Um, did you want to eat something before or anything?” “Nah,” he said pulling his shirt off, “I’m good to go.” Whoa, he was super built! Not an ounce of fat but still huge pecs and biceps…he was such a baseball player it was insane. I wish I could build muscle like him, he was so freaking handsome… Envy is a sin; we are all given what we deserve. “Um, you ok?” he asked when I closed my eyes and gave my prayer. I nodded, “Sorry, a moment of prayer.” He smiled and nodded, which was so cool since most guys laughed and me and my brother for our faith, but Sammy wasn’t like most guys. It was easy to see why he was so popular. He popped the buttons on his jeans and shimmed them down, standing there in a pair of black boxer briefs, “So um, are these fine 'cause I didn’t bring a swimsuit…” Holy Christ! Was that bulge for real? It looked like he had a whole banana shoved down his front and…I felt my face grow red and I looked away as my own…thing responded. Darn it, why was I like this? Guys shouldn’t do this to me, I sent another prayer to Him and pointed to the pool house, “My brother has some suits in there, he’s bigger than you but I bet they’ll fit.” “Cool,” he said, I counted to twenty and then looked over, whew. He was gone…oh my god he was so…I mean…how did the other guys in the locker room not just stare at him? Even in the brief time, I saw it I could tell he wasn’t hard and he was…gosh he was bigger than even Devon! “How do I look?” he asked, coming out of the pool house. My jaw hung open as I stared. He had found a pair of red speedos, belonging to Devon, I thought they would be loose, but I was so wrong. His…his thing bugled out the front like it was a snake, it curled halfway to his hip and just hung there, the rest of the nylon barely stretching around his thing, it was…it was… Beautiful. Sinful. “Um yeah,” I said shaking my head, “Looks great.” He pulled at the waistband, “Little snug, but I can manage. I’ll bring my own tomorrow.” I was just staring, unable to look away. “Um, Sean? Ok?” My eyes locked with his, and I forced myself not to look down, “Yeah great, perfect, you wanna get in the water?” He flashed me a million-dollar smile, man his teeth were perfect, “Let’s do it.” He dove into the pool, man baseball players had some cake on them! I mean he was insane how good-looking he was! I thought I was ok but I felt ugly next to him. He came up for breath and smiled at me, “You getting in?” He looked like he was born in that pool. I dove in too and the water helped me focus up some. I came up and he was close to me, “This is a nice pool,” he said, our bodies were so close… “Thanks,” I said back peddling a little, “My dad had it built for us when I got serious about swimming.” “Well, it’s awesome,” he said paddling around, “So where do we start?” I took him through the basics for the rest hour or so. A lot of people don’t realize how hard water polo can be but he kept up effortlessly, reminding me he was a varsity baseball player who was used to hard work. After about two hours we got out of the pool and took a break, I grabbed us two Pepsis and we sat on the deck and caught our breath. The summer had been good to him, he had a deep tan that really made him look like he was glowing. I mean I had a tan but with his blond hair and blue eyes it really made him look like a surfing god instead of a Texas baseball jock. I couldn’t believe he was in my backyard talking to me. “So how did I do coach?” he asked with an easy smile. “Good, real good…you picked it up super-fast.” “Thanks! So now what?” “Well, we should keep focusing on the basics this week, and then we can move up to more complicated stuff this weekend. I mean if you want.” “Sure, this was a lot more fun than I expected, I think I’m in.” Oh, thank you, lord. “Well, I do laps before school, it’s the swimming equivalent of jogging, and then run drills after classes, so you’re welcome to join me if you want.” He nodded, “During baseball, I got up around 6 so I could get a few miles in before school, so it’s all the same. What time you start?” “I am up at 5ish and start swimming before six.” “Cool, well then I’ll come by in the morning, and then we can go to school from here?” “Yeah!” I said excitedly, “That would be sweet!” “Awesome,” he said standing up, and there it was…oh my gosh…it was so big! “I’m gonna go change then, can I use that shower to rinse off the chlorine?” I nodded, “Go for it.” He left the Pepsi bottle and walked into the pool house…did I just become friends with Sammy Parker? I had friends sure, but it was hard being a Christian virgin these days, when other guys started talking about sex and porn and everything I always kind of shied away…that was all a sin… I heard a cell go off and I see Sammy has left his cell on the deck. It said it was his mom! I picked it up and rushed to the pool house, it might be important… Walking in and I almost dropped the phone…oh my god… The shower was in the corner, he stood in the center of its water cascading down his body, outlining every muscle, every line…his eyes were closed as he slowly stroked…his thing. It was HUGE! His hand didn’t even reach around the whole thing as he moved up and down its length…his other hand was squeezing his nipple and was quietly moaning as he moved. It was the most erotic thing I had ever seen, and I couldn’t look away. I felt myself harden in my own speedo as I watched him, staying as quiet as I could so I didn’t interrupt him. His thing was easy twice my size and he could have used both hands easily to…to jerk off. My hand moved over my own…thing as I watched him speed up. His balls hung low, they were as big as his…penis…I was awed by him…I had to stop watching him…but I didn’t. My hand just rubbed myself harder. “Oh…” he gasped, and I could see he was pinching his own nipple now and seeing him react made me…um…leak in my speedos. He leaned up against the far wall and I saw his abs just strain as he moved up and down his whole, massive dick…um thing. This was dirty, a sin…but as I watched his muscles move under the water, I kept rubbing myself, my mouth open as I held my breath. God, he was so hot…how could he be so hot? “Sean…” he moaned, moving his second hand down to his cock and began to two-fist it, “Oh Sean…” My name! He was thinking about me? My own cock burped up more seed as I reached into my speedos and took hold of it myself. We both jerked off, my eyes couldn’t look away from his unit…oh god…I was jerking off! I was jerking off to Sammy Parker! “Sean…oh god Sean…I’m close…” he said, eyes still closed as both hands blurred over his cock. I was too, my cock balls were tingling as I watched this Adonis get ready to shoot… “Fuck!” he roared as cum sprayed everywhere! My cock shot as I watched him paint the pool house with his load. He came so much! Pleasure coursed through me as I shot my first load, oh god I had sinned…I was dirty…but I didn’t stop, I milked myself as I watched Sammy do the same. He leaned there, breathing hard, cum dripping down his horse dick…my mouth watered as I wondered what it tasted like… In a panic I turned and ran out of the pool house, I put the phone down and jumped into the pool to cover my stained speedo. About ten mutes later he came out in his jeans, holding his shirt. “Much better,” he said with a smile as I hung on the side of the pool. “Yeah, a shower always feels great.” “You wanna get one?” he asked. I shook my head frantically, “I’m ok, I have a few more laps before I get out.” He smiled, “Ok, so before 6 tomorrow morning?” I nodded. “Nice!” he said picking his cell up, “Shit, my mom called. I’m in trouble.” “Oh? I didn’t hear it go off.” AND NOW I WAS LYING! “It’s cool, I’ll you in the morning man, was awesome hanging out.” I waved as he left, calling his mom back. Once he was gone, I let out a sigh and closed my eyes…oh God please forgive me. I have a free Telegram channel at: [think before following links] https://t.me/+g9Ojp6k_w8UxNTYx

Wonderful start. What's the saying - Like a moth to a flame LOL

It'd been a few months since I'd been to the baths - - - and a few months since I'd parTied. I still had three bags in my stash, so I loaded up my gear and headed downtown. The place was pretty dead for a Friday night - but it was kinda early (11:00pm). Got myself a good room and started to get my party on. I was in one of those wierd moods - horny as hell, but really didn't want to play any cruising games. I smoked until I felt that familiar tingle in my ass, squirted some j-lube in my hole with a syringe, and fingered my hole while watching Corey Jay get fucked on the video monitor. Found a tab of X in my pill bottle, and washed it down with some vodka for good measure. Slipped on my red cotton jock and got ready to go out and make the rounds. The rubber cockring and neoprene ballstretcher gave a nice bulge to the jock pouch, even though my cock was pretty soft. As I walked down the hallways, there were plenty of hot guys - but I just couldn't get myself into it, for some reason. Went downstairs to the second floor and did the circuit there, too. Out of habit, I decided to walk through the maze - though I'm usually more of a visual person and like to see what's going up my ass or down my throat. Anyway, I shuffled slowly down the dark, plywood-walled corridor, letting my eyes adjust to the little light coming from a flickering video screen. The maze has small, dead-end 'rooms' off the main path, where guys can lurk, waiting for some curious fuck to wander in. I let my knuckles drift along the rough plywood, trying to feel if there was a warm body hiding in the dark. I made my way around the small cubicle without running into anyone, so I headed back to the opening of the main corridor. After being in pitch blackness, the corridor seemed almost bright. I could actually see white towels moving around in the dimness. I saw a semihard cock hanging out of a gloryhole - - - the short bearcub in front of me dropped to his knees and quickly took it in his mouth, followed by a guttural moan on the other side of the plywood wall. I eased my way around the kneeling cocksucker, and slid into the next cubicle opening. Once again, I let my fingers guide me around the inky blackness. I reached the back of the space, and was about ready to turn around, when I felt a warm body behind me. A hand found my waist and slid around to my flat stomach. The hand pulled our bodies closer together, until my ass pressed against his crotch and my back rubbed against his hairy pecs. Now, like I said, I usually like to have a visual of the guy I'm playing with - - - but the X and the T and the blackness of the maze just made me give in to the moment. He wasn't wearing a towel, and I could feel his cock starting to throb against my asscheeks. His other hand had found my left nipple, and was tugging on the stainless steel ring that pierced it. I moaned a little, letting him know I was his. A deep growl sounded next to my ear, and I could feel his hot breath on my neck. He smelled like cigarettes and whiskey. My skin was electric from the X, and his hands sent shockwaves through my body. I ground my ass against his hardening tool, letting my pre-lubed hole coat his meat. I reached around, grabbing his cock, massaging it and gauging its size. Fuck! Not the biggest I've had - but certainly thick enough to keep me interested! He was wearing a metal donut cockring, and what felt like a heavy metal ballstretcher. His hand grabbed my wrist and pulled it away from his cock - (Okay, Daddy! Take charge!). I positioned my feet against the sidewalls of the small cubicle (about 3 feet apart) and put my hands against the wall in front of me. His rough hand slid up and down my slick crack until his thumb popped into my swollen pucker. He twisted his thumb around, opening me up (like I really needed that!), and then I felt his warm cock slide in beside his thumb. "Fucccckkkkkkkk!" I moaned, as he leaned forward, sinking his meat all the way to the balls. His right hand grabbed my shoulder for leverage, and he began deep dicking me. All I could hear were the grunts from the fucker behind me, and the slapping of his pelvis against my sweaty ass. I took a deep breath, and completely relaxed my hole, giving him all the room he needed to tear my ass apart. "Unh! ungh! ungh! unnh! unnngghh!" he panted, slamming my hungry fuckhole with his bare cock. After a coupla minutes, he pulled out, placed his hands under my armpits and pulled me to a standing position. I felt his hot breath next to my ear again, and he whispered, "You got a great ass, but I don't wanna cum yet." His hand glided up and down the cleft of my ass one more time, and then he turned and headed back into the maze. I was still catching my breath, and trying to figure out what I wanted to do next, when I felt another warm body behind me. (Hmmmm! Maybe this wasn't so bad after all!) I braced myself against the wall again, and the anonymous cock easily slid into my open hole. He pumped frantically for about a minute, and then I felt his cock pulse, dumping a load in my ass. This time, I didn't even stand up. Within seconds it seemed, I had another cock breeding me. Evidently, word was getting around that some slut was taking loads in the maze, 'cause four more guys fucked me after that - each leaving a warm load in my gut. The X and T were combining with the sleazy, anonymous sex, and I was growing hungrier by the minute. After the sixth load, there was a lull, so I decided to head back to my room for a little more 'smoke.' Definitely got some stares from the guys as I walked back into the light of the outer hallway - - - my 'fuck' street cred had gone up a few notches in their eyes. I got back to my room, flopped down on the foam mattress, and lit a cigarette. I had left the door cracked open a bit, just so I could keep an eye on who was walking by. Flipping through the channels on the 'all porn, all the time' TV, I finally found a decent BB flick with guys takin' turns fuckin' a leather bottom in a sling. Since things were pretty dead (and I didn't feel like getting up to close the door), I reached in my bag and pulled out a baggie of finely crushed T and one of those plastic Bic pen caps with the pocket clip extension. Dipped in the bag and raised the pen cap to my nose - SNORT! Mmmmmmm - I love that burn! Then one for the other nose. Just as I inhaled through my right nostril, I saw a face looking in from the hall. I couldn't tell if he'd seen me snorting, or if it was too dark in the room. At any rate, I quickly stashed the baggie, and made like I was just smoking a cigarette. The face disappeared - but I was still a little freaked out. Hoping if he had seen anything, that he wasn't gonna go rat me out to the staff. To get my mind off it, I grabbed my towel and headed for the third floor shower to rinse off and drink some water. The warm water felt good on my X-tingling skin, and it felt good to wash off some of the filth of the maze. The snort of T was also starting to make its way into my bloodstream, and kick my sleazy mind back into gear! I shut the water off and pulled the flimsy shower curtain back - grabbed my thin towel and started to dry off. A big, black guy walked in and positioned himself at the urinal. I could hear the heavy stream of piss as it hit the plastic grid in the bottom of the bowl. Taking occasional glances as I was drying, I saw that he was well built AND well hung! He was wearing a black leather cockring with chrome pyramid studs that really looked hot against his dark skin. When he was finished, he slowly stroked the thick meat, squeezing a few more drops of piss into the urinal. Then he gave it three firm shakes and turned toward me. I'd been caught staring - and he knew it. He smiled a big grin and said, "How's it goin'?" I managed to utter, "Great - and you?" "Oh, I'm just gettin' here," he answered, "so I hope it's a busy night!" "I don't think you'll have any trouble," I smiled, finally recovering my dignity. "Maybe I'll see you later." He gave me a thumbs up, wrapped his towel around his narrow waist, and headed out to the hallway. I finished drying as well as I could with the threadbare towel, and noticed that my shriveled crystal dick was starting to show signs of life! Guess the thought of getting fucked by that thick, black cock was having a positive effect. Headed down the dark hallway to my room - - - finally getting over my earlier mood - and starting to enjoy cruising for XL cock! I wasted no time sliding the key in the lock, anxious to get inside and blow some thick clouds. This time, I shut the door for privacy, wanting to take my time loading the pipe and slowly heating a fresh rock until it vaporized. Digging through the baggie, I found a nice-sized rock and scooped it out and into the bowl of the glass pipe. Since I had time, I pulled out my flask of vodka and chugged a quick shot - letting the clear licquor burn on the way down - and then warm my insides. Then, I picked up the glass pipe, staring at the pea-sized shard of chemical that was about to send me deeper into my cockhungry pig-state. I flicked the starter on an old Zippo lighter, and waved the orangish-blue flame back and forth under the slightly blackened glass bowl. Careful! -Don't burn it! (I had been accused of this by another tweaker awhile back, and had since taken more care when heating the meth in a glass cock!) The rock disappeared into a small pool of liquid - and I continued slowly waving the flame back and forth under the bowl. Then it happened - as it always does - - - that thick, white cloud started to form, slowly drifting up the length of the glass tube, inching ever closer to my open mouth. I cleared my lungs, so that I could take a deep pull on the pipe. I set the lighter down, and slowly inhaled as long as I could. Hold it - hold it - hold it - hold it...............exhale............. Fuck yeah! I love gettin' fuckin' high at the baths. My own little drug - fuck - leather - kink - big cock - toy - cum - rubber - dildo - fist world! Flick the lighter again - this time, the smoke starts to form almost immediately. I do another deep hit. Hold it as long as possible. Exhale. FUCK!!!! My ass twitches just at the thought of getting stuFFed! Cock - fist - hell, I don't care! As long as somebody's playin' with my hungry fuckhole- I'll be happy! I set the pipe down on the wooden TV platform to cool - stash the baggie in my duffle - light a cigarette to cover up the acrid, metallic smell of the meth cloud - and tug on my limp dick. I can hear some guy gettin' fucked in the room next to me, his muffled moans seeping through the thin plywood wall - and the occasional thud of muscle against wood as his body gets shoved against the wall by the guy who's fuckin'him. I open my door to get a little fresh air from the hallway. The coolness of the outside air feels good against my chem-heated skin. This reminds me that I better get some water before I get distracted. I grab two plastic water bottles, and head back toward the drinking fountain to refill - not bothering with a towel, since it's already 2 am, and I'm high, and I'm in a fuckin' bathhouse! I tend to my business, but enjoy the long looks I get from the more timid guys in shorts and towels. That's right guys - I'm a fuckin' hot guy, high as a kite, with a msucled ass that needs to get fucked - NOW!!! When I get back to the room, the "T" has really kicked in, and I am in full "fuck me" mode. I leave the door about halfway open, and take a long drag on still-burning cigarette. Figure it's time to put on some of the leather I brought, so I fish through the duffle. First, the leather codpiece jock - cock and balls go through a hole in the front panel, leather strap up my greasy crack, six snaps attach the codpiece and keep my shriveled cock bathed in a pool of slimy lube. Next - leather harness - simple, black, wide cross straps with a chrome ring in front and back - shows off my hard worked pecs and lats, an' gives a top somethin' to grab onto for leverage! Armbands - red and black leather - shows I'm into fisting - versatile. Another drag on the cigarette. As I'm checkin' myself out in the mirror, I notice the face from earlier checkin' me out from the doorway. I pretend not to see him, an' let him enjoy the show. I squat down with my back to the door, lettin' him get a good look at my leather-strapped ass, while diggin' through the duffle for my tit clamps. Ah! There they are! The chain jingles as I pull them out of the canvas bag. I grab a sheet of paper towel off the roll I brought with me, and wipe the dripping sweat off my pierced nips. Clamp...... "Fuccckkkk!" I moan, as the rubber-padded clamp connects with the nerves on my "X" sensitized tit - like little electrical charges running between my nipple, my cock and my ass. I wipe the other nipple and repeat the process. "Fuck, yeah!" I smile to myself, letting the chrome chain drop between my pecs. I glance up to see the reaction on my audience. Fuck! He's gone. Oh well - I'm so into my own chem-leather scene now - I decide to just kick back and enjoy the ride. I light another cigarette, prop myself up on the two raggedy pillows, and flick through the porn on the TV. My buddy down at the front desk had said he'd brought some Raw Fuck Club dvds for later - I found one with Mason Garret gettin' fucked by this huge, black cock! Grabbed a dildo, lubed it up, slid the leather strap aside and shoved the rubber cock in my cummy hole. The face was back at the door! I could see now that he'd just left to put on some leather of his own. I shifted on the thin mattress toward the door, focusing my attention on the watcher. He was wearing a harness and a pair of rubber chaps (no jock), and was stroking a nice-sized cock. I let go of the dildo, leaving it lodged halfway in me, and hooked my thumb under the titclamp chain, giving it light tugs. He stepped further into the doorway. With my free hand, I picked up the cigarette from the ashtray and took a drag. Then I ground it out with the others, and stared unblinking at the stranger at the door. I cocked my head back, motioning him in. He got the message and walked the few steps to the edge of the bed. I sat up, legs on either side of his, and took his cock in my mouth. As I did, the rubber cock slid deep inside me and hit my prostate, driving me crazy! I slobbered on the big cock, moaning at the feel and taste of the thick piece of meat. He spread his legs a little for balance - and to force my legs farther apart. One of his hands found the back of my neck, guiding my head onto his cock - and holding me still as he pushed down my throat. (When I party, my gag reflex almost disappears, and I can deep throat with the best cocksuckers!) "PIG!" I heard him say, as my throat massaged the head of his cock. Just when I thought I was gonna pass out, the pressure on the back of my neck eased, and I let the tool slide out of my mouth. I coughed a little, gasping for air, while he gently ran his hand across my buzzed hair. "Fuck, you're hot!" he said, wiping his spit-covered meat up and down my stubbled cheek. He walked over and shut the door. "So - whuchoo get into?" he asked, slowly stroking his cock. "I get fucked," I answered, staring straight into his eyes. "And?" he continued. "Fisted," I added. "Party?" he asked. "Uh-huh," I answered, reaching up and fondling his heavy balls. "Raw?" "Yeah." "Couples?" "Hell, yeah." He reached around and unclipped a phone from the back of his chaps. Speed-dialed a number. "Hey." "Yeah." "Third floor." "Yeah - He's a fuckin' pig." "Yeah - bring it." "Mirrored Room." "Yeah - hurry up." Click I was still playing with my nips, staring at him. "That was my boyfriend," he said. "We like to play together - an' you look like fun!" he smiled, pushing me back on the bed and kneeling between my legs. "Ya mind if we party with ya?" he asked, grabbing the base of the big dildo and twisting it in my ass. "As long as I get fucked, you can do whatever ya want." He pulled the dildo out and sank his cock in all the way. "Like that?" he said, grinding his pelvis against my ass. "Uhhhhh-huhhhhhhhh," I moaned, feeling the heat filling my chemhungry hole. He rocked back and forth - not really fucking - just getting my ass used to his cock. I took in the image on the mirrored ceiling, liking the look of my hole getting bred by this hot stud! "Knock, knock knock," came a light tapping on the door. The stud pulled out, and got up to answer the door. He opened it just a crack - then all the way. What walked in was a fucking wet dream! Well over six feet tall, tatted all over, shaved head, and built like a brick shithouse! He was wearing a harness and chaps, too, but also was sporting a well-stuffed rubber jock. "Uh, this is my lover, Dan - - - and I'm Brent," Brent said, finally introducing himself (not always necessary, but nice if you need to ask for something...). "Great! Uh, and I'm Jim," I replied. Dan had a small, black gym bag that he tossed on the bed. "Brent says you're a fuckin' party pig," Dan said in a deep voice. "I'm as fuckin' nasty as they come," I threw it back to him. "Hope you like it good 'n' sloppy," I grinned, laying back and pulling my asscheeks apart to show off my gaping hole. "Fuck, that's hot!" he replied, reaching down and dipping two fingers into my slimy rosebud. "You a total bottom - or you fuck, too?" he asked. I unsnapped the leather codpiece, revealing my shriveled cock - "Sorry, can't help ya out there. Got a bad case o' crystal dick tonight," I said, lightly tugging at my useless meat. Dan sat on the edge of the bed and proceeded to unzip the gym bag. He dug through until he pulled out a small prescription bottle. He opened it and shook out a small, orange pill. "Here. Take this," he ordered. "What is it?" I asked, not afraid to try something new, but wanting to make sure I wasn't gonna have some adverse druf reaction. "Levitra," he replied. "Keeps me goin' when I party," he smiled, rubbing the stiff log that was inching toward the waistband of his rubber jock. I tossed the pill in my mouth, and washed it down with water from one of the plastic bottles. "Now - how 'bout you get to work on this?" he said, undoing a snap on the back of the jock and freeing his thick fucktool. I got on my hands and knees and crawled over to the edge of the bed. Dan aimed his cock at my open mouth, and it was immediately surrounded by my lips. Brent stepped up on the low platform bed and walked around behind me. His fingers slid into my partially open hole and massaged the insides. "You're gonna love fuckin' him, Dan," Brent said. "He's got a real loose hole, just like you like!" With that, Brent replaced his fingers with his cock and started fucking. I was in pig heaven - bein' spit roasted by these two hot guys. We were all moving to the beat of the electronic club music, and I could feel myself giving in to the drugslutcockwhore that I loved!

Your cunt lips maybe as stretched as the entry to Sydney Harbour (I wish😋) but, your prostate should still be sensitive to your Tops cock if he is massaging the right spot. Pelvic exercises maybe of some benefit. They will effectively tighten up those sphincter muscles you have so deliciously stretched. Otherwise keep those hot fisting sessions & enjoy the pleasure of a cunt flooded with seed & face fack whoever wants to eat you out.

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

I'm thinking T has enjoyed Putin's cock a time or twenty.

I had been a regular slut for Peter and Michael for a few years now. They used me and my holes whenever they wanted. One of them when the other was busy, both if them together, with friends or random groups. They brought me to bathhouses, clubs, private parties, gangbanged me and trained me. I was becoming more and more obsessed with being their sub. They had this really strong intentions in everything they did. They planned in advanced, collected loads and fun, kept in touch with lots of potential fuckers. They respected my private life, and I was able to continue work, socialising and my old life with no trouble. But more and more - we met. And when we met I pretty much gave up my will to them. They had twisted my mind into a filthy nasty pig, and they knew it. They knew what I now was turned on by and what still wasn't acceptable. But constantly pushing limits and exploring new nasty stuff. Being a regular pig for someone is different from randomly pigging out at parties or bathhouses. You get to intentionally explore, and work on techniques and skills. With Michael and Peter I had learned to easily take DP, and after some good warmup a fist and slow fist punching. They had made me crave cum in all holes. I wanted to get inseminated in my ass with frozen cum, fresh cum, and absolutely loved getting fed warm cum from condoms found on the floor of booths at the bathhouse. I loved taking piss in my ass or mouth. And my growing new favourite was deepthroat. Getting my throat stuffed deep with a hard cock, choking and puking. So this one day, we were playing at their house. It was holiday and I had a full week off, no plans other than having fun. I was flipping back and forth between Peter and Michael. Having Peters cock deep in my ass while gagging on Michael's hard dick. Then aggressively they changed sides, and I would taste my own ass on Peters cock and feeling Michael's slimy dick slide into my cunt. Ass to mouth, and mouth to ass. We were going like this for a long time. Michael was constantly checking his phone, typing and showing it to Peter. But no words, only groans and moaning. Suddenly the doorbell rang. "Did you ever smoke?" Peter suddenly asked. And this was the starting point of a whole new era.

I've always been reluctant to do drugs. There was a lot of compulsive behavior in my family - smoking, alcohol, gambling - and I don't need to fall into that. I enjoy sex, even without the "enhancements." I don't mean to sound judgmental; I'll still fuck you! And I'm sure I've fucked people who were spun or high though I wasn't there when they were actually doing it. My fantasy (which I haven't fulfilled yet) is to fuck someone while they're unconscious. Consensually, in that they'd agree to it ahead of time, but someone who has essentially "left the building" and is just a vessel for me. 🙂

In the early 1980's, just after I came out, my gay brother shared some of his VHS porn with me. He had several of the Falcon special order tapes that included a fisting scene. I was intrigued. And appalled. In equal measures. A few years later, I was at Man's Country in Chicago. The door to the sling room was open and I went in. I fucked the guy in the sling. He wanted more. "Give me your fist," he said. I greased up my hand and began working my fingers into him. He reached down, grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his ass. I loved the feel of it. I knew it was something I wanted to do, but I also knew I needed to know how to do it correctly. That summer I went to a gay resort where a fisting club was holding a weekend. I told the club president what little I had done so far, but that I wanted to learn. He jumped in the sling and guided me through my first true fisting session. He pronounced me 'a natural.' I did seem to understand intuitively how to open a man up with my long, thin fingers and semi-collapsible hands. It has been a huge part of my play ever since.

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.

CUM. CUM on my face so I'm marked as a pig. CUM in my mouth. CUM down my throat. CUM in my fuckhole. CUM from a cock. CUM on the floor. CUM in a used condom. CUM on a toilet seat. CUM from a urinal. CUM out in a public place. CUM and more CUM!!! ALWAYS MORE thick, hot, creamy CUM!! NEVER, EVER enough sweet, slimy CUM!! Pig is ALWAYS hungry for stranger CUM!! Pig will NEVER waste one drop of CUM!! Every day, the pig wants to taste CUM!

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

Part 4 He walked away and walked up the stairs. Part of me was scared about being left secured to the bench but part of me didn't care. I was floating in the clouds except for my fuckhole. It needed to be bred. After an undetermined amount of time, I heard him coming back down the stairs. I heard him doing something behind me and then he returned in front of me. He placed the pipe at my lips. I opened my mouth and he inserted it. He lit it and I inhaled as deeply as I could and held it. I exhaled and he placed the pipe in my mouth again. I inhaled again and held it. I exhaled and he put the pipe in my mouth a third time. I inhaled again and held. I exhaled and was completely lost in the clouds. "I've got some buddies coming over. We are going to enjoy your party favors and you of course. The rules are simple. You will suck what we want sucked. You will lick what we want licked. You will drink what we want you to drink. We like tweaked-out pigs. I can promise you that mine isn't the only toxic load you will taking tonight." Between being in the clouds and needing to get bred, I barely understood what he was telling me. I heard someone coming down the stairs. "Welcome Brad. Glad you could make it. He's already swallowed my chem piss and has my load in his fuckhole." An unfamiliar voice responded. "Nice. I see you have some party favors and I brought some of mine." "What can I get for you?" "Nothing. I'm gonna light up and then check out this tweaked-out fuckhole you got here." "Have at it. Enjoy!" I heard the lighter and someone inhaling behind me. He took multiple hits and then I felt him behind me. His hands were on my back and ass. Then, he reached underneath me and felt my shriveled cock through my jock. "Tina dick. Great. Don't want it getting in the way. You said he has a load in him already?" "Yep." "He won't need any lube then." "Not unless you want it. He took mine with just spit." His fingers invaded my abused hole. "Wow. You dumped a big load in him." He pulled his fingers out and I felt him move behind me. "Let me fuck some of that load back in him." I felt his cock at the entrance of my hole. He held it there for a second and then pushed in. He wasn't as rough as Sam but he was firm. He paused for a minute and started to fuck me. I was happy. My needy fuckhole was being filled with what it needed - a hard raw cock. I was lost in my sensation when I realized that someone was in front of me. It was Sam. He spread his ass cheeks and pushed into my face. I immediately stuck my tongue out and started to rim him. His ass was very musky. "Get in there, slut." I pushed my tongue into his ass and was rewarded with a moan. I could taste his raunchy ass along with cum. He had at least one load in him. "That's right, slut. Get that load. It's got lots of bugs for you." I continued to try to get my tongue in as far as I could. My whole being needed to get that load out of his ass. I was disappointed as he moved away and went upstairs. I started to focus on the guy fucking me again. He had firm grip on my hips and was driving his cock deep in me. I moaned in pleasure knowing that my purpose was being fulfilled. Moments later, I heard two people coming back down the stairs. "Dammit Sam. You were right!" "Right? Come enjoy. Supplies are on the table if you want them." "Thanks." Sam returned in front of me. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. "Open" I opened my mouth wide. He spit into my mouth. "Swallow, you whore." I eagerly swallowed his spit. The guy behind me started to speed up and then pushed deep and held still. "ahhhhhhh" He held still for a couple of moments and pulled out. The new guest asked "How's the hole?" "He isn't stretched out yet but he is full of cum." "Great. Can we move him to the sling?" Sam replied, "Sure thing." My arms were unclipped from the bench and Sam helped me stand. I was struggling to keep my balance. Sam helped me over to the sling. I turned around and he helped me up into the sling. He attached my legs and arms to the chains. I finally had a look at the new guests. One guy was an average-looking guy with a nice-sized cock. The other guy was stripping down. He was thin and had a lot of tattoos all over his body. His head was shaved. When his pants were off, I could see his cock hanging low. It looked semi-flaccid but his cock was at least 7" already. He took several hits on the pipe. Unlike my cock, his started to grow after each hit. He put the pipe down and came over to me. "What's he on?" Sam replied "He has smoked a bunch and got a booty bump earlier. He also swallowed my chem piss." "Good. Did you use him Sam?" "Sure did." "So he must like it rough then." "Doesn't matter if he does or doesn't." "Damn right." I looked down and saw that he was holding his cock. It was now at least 9" and looked thick. "Well whore, as you know, Sam likes it rough. Well, he is actually too gentle for my tastes." He held his dry cock at the entrance of my fuckhole, grabbed the chains, and slammed into me. The pain was intense. It felt like he was ripping me open. He immediately starting fucking me hard. I had tears running down my face. "Oh look. He has tears. You know what turns me on even more? Tears." Somehow he managed to fuck me even harder as I felt his cock swell inside me. "Just so you know. I got out of prison not too long ago. Want to know what I was in for? They said I was too rough on someone that didn't want it. Well, to me, they all want it." I started to lose myself to the pain. Soon, the pain turned to pleasure. I was being used how I needed to be used. "See? They always want it." I completely lost myself to the clouds as the assault continued. At some point, it stopped. I looked down and saw the top had pushed in hard and his head was back in total pleasure. I was happy. I was able to bring him pleasure. His head came back down and he stared at me but didn't withdraw. He held still. That's when I felt it. My left arm had been released from the chain. It was by my side but it felt different. I looked over and saw a band around my arm just above my elbow. It was tight. Then I saw it and felt it. A needle was pushed into my arm. I looked at it as he pushed the plunger and I saw the liquid disappear. He released the band and pulled the needle out. A warmth started to overtake me. It felt like it was going to swallow me up. The need to cough overwhelmed me. I tried to stop it but couldn't. I coughed, my head leaned back, and then ecstasy took over. Things became fuzzy but I could feel the top fucking me hard again. It wasn't painful at all. Every molecule of my body was in limitless ecstasy. I lost total track of time and where I was. At some point, I started to become aware of my surroundings again. I wasn't on the sling any longer. It felt like I was on the floor. Warm water was hitting me. I must be getting a shower. I started to look up and realized that the shower wasn't running. There were several people standing over me. "Open your mouth, whore." I opened my mouth and tasted the piss. I swallowed as quickly as I could. Now, I became aware of what was going on. The guys were peeing on me. Each one stopped and walked away leaving me with Sam. "Stay here, whore. I will be right back." I slumped back on the floor and rested. I was covered in piss. There was also some other substance on my face. I reached up with my finger and scooped it and brought it to my lips. It was cum. At least one person came on my face as well. After some time, I started to come back to my senses. I was still laying in the shower stall. Then, I saw him returning to me. "Starting to come around?" "I think so." "OK. Think you can stand?" "I will try." I got to my knees and slowly stood. "Let's get you cleaned up. You can turn the shower on in front of you. You will want to wash off." I turned and faced the wall. I saw the knob and turned it on. The shower started above me. The water was cold but started to warm up quickly. I let the water wash over me. I made sure to run the water and my hands through my hair and over my face. I continued to rub my body. I got to my ass. It was very sore but felt good at the same time. He laughed, "Yeah. You aren't as tight as when you arrived." I finished washing off and turned off the shower. Sam brought me a towel. I wiped myself dry. I was starting to become more alert. I got out of the shower and headed over to the table. My pipe, lighter, and poppers were there but the baggie was empty. "Yeah. We used up all of your supplies." "That's ok." I picked up the pipe and lighter and went to get my clothes. I got dressed and put my remaining supplies in the pocket. I looked at my phone. It said it was 5a. Where had the time gone? I called an Uber and waited. Sam was picking up items on the table and putting them on shelves. "Thanks for the fun night. It was crazy wild." "Sure was. You are no longer a novice with Tina. You even slammed a few times." It came back to me. I looked down at my arm. There were a two punctures. Even though I was tired, I was starting to feel wired and horny again. I looked at my phone again. The Uber was just down the street. "My Uber is here." "OK. Let me show you the way." Sam came over and led me upstairs and toward the front door. "Hit me up next time you are in town and have supplies. We can party again." "Sure thing. Thanks!" I went out and hopped in the Uber and headed back to the hotel. I had been used and abused for hours and I wanted more. What was happening to me? I got back to the hotel room and put the do not disturb sign on the door. I went in and immediately stripped down. I grabbed the other baggie and pulled out a shard. I studied it. What should I do with this? I held it between my thumb and index finger. I laid on my back and brought my legs to my chest. I placed the shard at the entrance of my fuckhole. I pushed it slightly into the hole. Using my index finger, I pushed it deep inside me. I put my legs down and opened up the apps on my phone. I started sending messages to several tops. I got a response from one. "You looking?" "Yes. I was bred several times last night but am looking for more." "Full of cum?" "Not really. I just gave myself a booty bump and it has made me even hornier." "Oh." His chat disappeared. Guess I scared him off. I kept searching and sending messages. After a bit, I got a reply. "You looking?" "Yes. I have a booty bump in me and looking to get bred." "oooh. I like horny sluts. Location?" I sent him the hotel information. "ok. I will be there in 30 mins." "See you soon." I kept looking on the apps without much success. After about thirty minutes, I got a message on Grindr. "I'm pulling up. Room number?" I sent him the room number and propped the door open. I returned to the bed and got into position. The booty bump was in full effect. My fuckhole screaming for a raw cock. I heard the door open and close and heard clothes hit the floor. My ass was moving in anticipation and need. "You look like a needy slut." "Yes Sir. I need to get bred." "Good. I have a few loads for you. Hope you like them dirty." "They are the best." He started rubbing my ass and then moved his fingers to my crack. He stuck his finger into my fuckhole. "Got a shard in there?" "Yes Sir." He pulled his finger out and climbed between my legs. I heard him lubing his cock and then felt it in my crack. It was heavy. He slid it through my crack several times making it slick. Then, he placed the cock at my hole and pushed in slightly. It felt like the perfect size. He slid in slowly until he was all the way in. After the abuse my hole took last night, this was much nicer. He slowly started to fuck me, his hands gripping my hips. "Such a nice fuckhole. Feels well-used but not loose." "Thank you, Sir. It was meant to service tops." He continued to fuck me and steadily increased the pace. "How many dirty loads have you taken?" "I have lost count." "Are you on prep?" "No Sir. My cunt is fertile." "mmmmm. I love impregnating fertile cunts." His speed continued to increase and his grip continued to tighten. I was thoroughly enjoying this fuck. It was the best that I have felt in a long time. Was it because of his perfect cock? Was it because of the way he was fucking me? Was it because of the booty bump? Was it because of all of the partying from last night? I didn't care. This is what I am meant for. I know that I am going to be chasing this feeling going forward. I snapped back to reality. He was gripping me tight. "Take my toxic load, slut!" He grabbed my hips tight and drove forward. I felt his cock swell and fill my fertile hole with his precious seed. He held still for a moment and slowly withdrew. "On your back, slut." I turned over and laid on my back. I got a look at him. He was above-average in height and thin. He had several dark patches on his body. Both of his nipples were pierced. His face was gaunt. He pushed my legs back and bent down and started to rim my hole. I closed my eyes and moaned in pleasure. He worked around the outside of my hole and then stuck his tongue in deep. I could feel him lapping up the cum in my well-used hole. After several minutes, he stopped. I looked back down in time to see him climb between my legs. His long cock was hard. He grabbed it with his hand and placed it at the entrance of my hole. He started moving up at the same time as he began to push into me. In one long move, he pushed all the way into me and moved all the way on top of me until we were face-to-face. His steel-grey eyes stared down at me and he began to slowly fuck me. He used long, firm, powerful strokes. I bent upward and started to lick his left nipple ring. He moaned and I felt his cock twitch inside of me. He stopped fucking and held himself deep inside me. I continued to flick my tongue on his nipple ring. Each time I did, he would moan and his cock would pulsate inside me. It felt so good. He started to fuck me again. I tried to keep my mouth on his nipple ring but I couldn't any longer. He reached his arm over my head. His armpit was just above my head. I could smell the musk. I stuck my tongue out and he lowered his armpit to my mouth. I lapped up the sweaty musky flavor. His cock swelled again inside of me as he continued to fuck me. After several strokes, he pulled his arm away and moved it to grab each of my arms. He pulled my arms over my head and held them there. I looked up at him. He was staring down at me with a determined look. I could also see the pleasure on his face as he continued to fuck me. He exuded dominance in holding my hands above my head. I was powerless but to take his raw cock and seed. I was in heaven. He let go of my hands but I kept them locked above my head. He smiled down at me. He moved his hands to my chest and pinched my nipples. I closed my eyes and moaned. Then his hands moved. They were around my throat. I opened my eyes and saw a sadistic smile on his face. He squeezed my neck slightly. I smiled in pleasure. He increased the pressure on my neck. He wasn't cutting off my oxygen completely but was restricting it. I was loving it. He started to fuck me with desperation. He continued to fuck harder and then he pushed in and squeezed my throat tightly. He completely cut off my oxygen as I felt his cock swell. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. He released his hands from around my throat. I gasped. "Thank you, Sir." "You are such a good slut." He stayed inside me for a few minutes and then pulled out. I rolled over on my stomach to ensure that the cum stayed in me. "How long are you in town, slut?" "I leave tomorrow morning." "OK. I would love to stop back later tonight and get another crack at your fuckhole." "I'd love that, Sir." "OK. I'll let you know later." With that, he went into the bathroom, got cleaned up, got dressed and left. I was still horny but I needed to try to rest a little. I still had a good portion of the day and another night.

Part 2 I got up the next morning and got ready for my trip to Toronto. I went out and grabbed breakfast at Tim Hortons. I hung around the hotel for a few hours to allow for traffic to subside. I left the hotel about 10a and started the drive to Toronto. The drive was slow. Even though I left after rush hour, traffic was less than ideal. I pulled into the hotel parking lot at almost 12p and checked in. Even though I was earlier than normal check-in, they had a room ready for me. I got to my room and was impressed. It was a nice-sized room with a bunch of windows. I headed out and walked to a local store to stock up on some necessary supplies. I grabbed a pack of water bottles, soft drinks, and snacks. I dropped off my supplies at the hotel and went back out to grab some lunch. I brought it back to the room and ate while I checked out BBRT. I sent messages to a few interesting people. I was trying to determine what I would do for the evening. I decided that if I couldn't find anyone to hookup, I would head to Steamworks. I sent messages to the guys on Telegram to tell them that I had gotten to Toronto. After lunch, I douched in case I had any luck in the afternoon. The afternoon was slow. I talked to a bunch of fakes. I decided to create a quick connect ad on BBRT: "neg bb btm hosting in hotel room. All tops welcome to breed me. Lube and poppers available. All loads accepted. Poz encouraged" I decided to stop looking for a bit and went to Breeding Zone. I read a bunch of stories in the Backroom. I eventually went to the ChemSex stories. I was enjoying reading about guys that got corrupted by chems. The entire time I was reading the stories, I was hitting the poppers and wondered how other chems might be. I thought back to the guy I spoke to on Telegram. I decided to check out NKP and expand my search on BBRT for guys that might be interested in showing me the ropes. My phone beeped. It was a message on Telegram from Jeff. "Sorry. I just saw your message." "No problem. How are you?" "Good. Getting ready to leave work. You make it to Toronto?" "Yep. I am naked and high on poppers in my hotel room. I've been looking for tops but not having much luck yet." "Yeah. Toronto is hit or miss sometimes." "Any chance we might meet this weekend?" "Yes. You mentioned that you might be interested in trying PnP?" "Yes. I am nervous about it but am interested." "Good. I stocked up on some supplies so we can party." I was nervous. "I haven't ever done more than poppers. Just nervous if I will be able to handle them." "It's fine. We can take it slow. Won't slam the first time. Smoking can be good." "What about a booty bump?" "Sure. I can make that happen too." "I've heard it can make a btm like me really need to get bred." "Yep. I can make that happen too as long as you are good to take poz cock." "My neg hole prefers poz cock and loads." "Great. Probably best that you come here in case we smoke." "I can do that. When?" "Let's shoot for 8p tonight. I'll send you the address a little later." "OK. Can't wait. Talk soon." I went back to BBRT and found I had a message to my quick connect ad. It simply gave his phone number. I checked his profile. For his status, it said "Ask me." I texted him. "Hi. You responded to my BBRT ad. You looking?" "Yes. Location?" I gave him the hotel information. "Thanks. I prefer totally anon. Got a blindfold?" "Yes." I grabbed the blindfold from my suitcase. I had bought one but hadn't been using it when I have been hooking up. "OK. Will be there soon. Will let you know when I get there." "Great. Your profile said to ask you about your status." "I'm poz. See you soon." I got the room ready for his arrival. After about thirty minutes, he texted me again. "Room number?" I texted him the number and asked "You on meds or not." "Not." I was excited. I propped the door open and got on the bed in doggie with my ass facing the door. I pulled the blindfold on and hit the poppers. A few minutes later, I heard the door open and close. I heard the familiar sound of clothes hitting the floor. I heard him walk over to the bed, pick up the poppers, and take a hit. I heard the sound of him opening the lube and squirting on his cock. He got up on the bed behind me and took another hit. I took another hit in each nostril. "Spread that ass." I reached back and spread my ass cheeks. I heard him take another hit and pushed his cock in. His cock felt great. It was an ideal thickness - not too thin and not so thick that it hurt. I also enjoyed the length as he thrust into me. I let go of my ass cheeks and hit the poppers again. I heard him hit the poppers and felt his cock swell. slightly. He slapped my ass and started to fuck me. "I love anon scenes, slut." "Me too, Sir." "You have no idea who I am. You have let an unknown stranger put his cock in your slut hole." "Yes Sir. Thank you, Sir." I hit the poppers again and heard him do the same. "All that you know is that I am poz and not on meds." "Yes Sir. Thank you, Sir." "I am enjoying using your sluthole. I haven't cum in several days. You are going to get a big toxic load." He slapped my ass and started picking up the pace. I hit the poppers again. "Fuck me, Sir. Breed me. Dump your toxic load deep in me." "Take this toxic load, slut!" He slammed into me hard. I pushed back on his thrust to keep my balance. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. I was in ecstasy as each shot of cum hit my prostate. After a few minutes, he pulled out and slapped my ass. "Thanks, slut. Enjoy your time in town." I laid down on my stomach to ensure that the cum stayed in me. I heard him get dressed and left. I pulled the blindfold off and sent him a text. "Thanks, Sir. I am in town until Monday morning. Let me know if you want another crack at my sluthole." "Will do." I checked the clock. It was about 4p. I still had several hours to go. Nothing was looking too promising. I decided to grab some food early so I could be ready for the evening. I continued to watch porn. My phone beeped. It was Jeff. "Sorry. We can't get together tonight. Family emergency." Fuck. I got my hopes up again for another fake. I responded. "OK. Hope everything turns out ok." Guess my evening is free now. I jumped back on BBRT. My quick connect ad had expired. There were other ads but they were all bottoms. I went on grindr and Sniffies. More fakes. I was frustrated. Was my trip a waste of time and money? I got on NKP and had a reply. He gave me his number. I texted him. "Hi. This is Greg from NKP. How are you?" "Hey. OK. You looking to PNP?" "I haven't ever done more than poppers but have always been curious about getting a booty bump." "I can do that. I need supplies. Can you venmo?" "How much you need?" "100" I understood needing to contribute to his purchasing supplies but this didn't seem right. Sounded like a scam. I blocked the number. I started to wonder if I should go to Steamworks or not. I was frustrated. I checked Sniffies to see how busy it looked and it didn't look promising. I continued to search grindr and BBRT. Eventually, I got a message from a top on BBRT. His profile said he was undetectable. For drug use, it said ask me. "You looking for some raunchy fun tonight?" I responded and gave him my number. A few minutes later, I got a text. "Hi slut. We are talking on BBRT." "Hello Sir. I am a sub bb btm. I am always looking for tops to use me." "Cool. I am high at home and need some raunchy fun. What do you get into?" "I am pretty open. I only take it bareback though." "That's good with me. Only play bare here too. You open to ParTy?" "Hot. I have only done poppers so far but am open for more." "Never done it?" "Not yet. I have always been curious about booty bumps but haven't found top to show me the ropes." "Want to come over now?" "Sure. You hosting?" "Yes." "Cool. What's the address?" He sent the address. "Says about 30 minutes. Want me to call an Uber now?" "Yes. Text me when you get here." "OK." I requested an Uber and got dressed. I grabbed my lube, poppers, room key, and phone and headed down to meet the Uber. It arrived a few minutes later. I hopped in and was on my way. I was nervous about the kinds of play that may happen but was excited as well. What did he mean by raunchy play? Was it play that I hadn't tried yet? Maybe I should just cancel and go to Steamworks? I kept going back and forth until the driver told me that I had arrived. I looked out. It was a pretty run-down apartment complex. I tipped him and got out. I was nervous but texted him. "I'm here." "OK. Buzz apartment 303. I will let you in." I walked over to the door and pressed 303. Seconds later, the door buzzed. I walked into the building. It was run-down inside too. I walked down the hall to the elevators and took it to the third floor. I got out and headed to the apartment. The door was ajar. I pushed the door open and stepped in. It was mostly dark in the apartment. I heard him close the door behind me. "Take off your clothes and follow me to the playroom." I immediately took off my clothes but left my jock on. I grabbed my lube and poppers and followed him. In the darkness, it was hard to make him out but he was tall and thin. I could make out that he was hairy. We walked through the main area into a small hallway. I could see red light coming from one of the rooms. He walked into that room and I followed. My heart was beating hard. There was slightly more light in this room but it was all red. There was a mattress on the floor. There was various drug paraphernalia scattered on the bed and nearby. Next to the bed, a portable sling had been setup. There was a table next to the sling. On that table, there was more drug paraphernalia. My eyes came back to my host. I could make him out a little better. He was hairy. His face was gaunt and looked weathered. I looked down and saw his uncut cock was long but still semi-soft. "Thanks for coming slut. Been a long time since I had a newbie here." "Thank you, Sir. I am nervous but open as long as you take it slow with me." "Don't worry. We will have fun. I am going to get you into the sling to start." I followed him over to the sling. "Hop in." I turned around and got my butt up into the sling. I slid down until my butt was hanging off the end. He grabbed each leg and secured to the cuffs. "I am leaving your arms free. Before we begin, drink this down. You will need to stay hydrated." He handed me a cup. I drank what he gave me. It tasted like Gatorade but had a slightly different taste. He started rubbing his hands over my legs and chest. I moaned when he started sucking on one of my nipples. He moved around to the other side of the sling and started sucking on my other nipple. I realized that I was enjoying it but was also starting to feel very relaxed. I was no longer nervous. "Feeling relaxed now?" "Yes Sir. Very relaxed." "Good. Glad I could take the edge off. It will make everything go easier now." I didn't quite understand what he meant but I was good with it. He disappeared but I could hear him moving around. Next thing that I knew, he was between my legs. He pulled my jock up and rubbed my cock until it started to get hard. "Let's see how long this lasts." I felt his finger at my hole. He pushed in and held it there for a moment. Then, he began to lightly finger fuck me. He withdrew his finger and pushed it back in. This time, it hurt. I felt some scratching as his finger worked its way deep in me. "Let's see how long this takes." He pulled his finger out and disappeared. Shortly after, my head started to spin. My craving to get fucked escalated. He returned. "Starting to get the craving?" I struggled to get out the words "Yes Sir." He grabbed my cock. It had shriveled up. "Yep. Just like I expected. Useless. That's called Tina dick." My brain was scrambled but I remembered something from the things I read. This can happen from Tina. How did this happen? When did I get Tina? Did he push a shard in me? "Wha wha how?" He laughed. "Yes. I gave you a booty bump just like you wanted. Time to help it melt and to satisfy your need." I felt his cock push into my hole. It was well-lubricated. "mmmm. I'm gonna love filling your cunt with my poz cum." With that, he started to fuck me. I was in ecstasy. I have no idea how long he fucked me. Then he stopped and pulled out. "Be right back, slut." He left the room. I felt empty. My fuckhole needed to be filled immediately. I was starting to squirm with horniness. Then, he came back in the room and had someone with him. "See? I told ya. I introduced him to your Tina. I think he likes it." The other guy responded. "Yep. It has that effect. Mind if I use him?" "Sure. Go ahead. He already has two of my loads in him. I am sure he needs more." "Thanks." The other guy came over between my legs. I was having trouble focusing. He was white with a shaved head. Definitely looked rough. He pushed his cock hard into my used fuckhole. "Damn. So sloppy in there." "Yeah sorry. I hadn't cum in a while. Dumped a huge load in there." He grabbed my legs and started fucking me. My host came over to my head. He had a glass pipe in his hands. He lit it and took a big hit. He bent over and kissed me. He pushed the smoke into my mouth and held his mouth over mine. Then he pulled back. I coughed. "First shotgun. Before you leave, you will be smoking on your own." He lit up again and took a hit and shotgunned me again. He pulled back but I held the smoke in my lungs. "Yeah. Hold it as long as you can." Finally, I released. "Good slut. You are on your way." My head was spinning. I had no idea where I was or how long I was there. I started to feel more normal. I looked down and the shaved guy wasn't there. There was a black guy fucking me now. I have no idea when he arrived. My host reappeared by my head. He had the pipe again. "Time for you to do your own first hit." He held the pipe to me and I took it in my hand. I held it to my lips. He lit the pipe. I sucked in. "Deeper. Deeper." I kept inhaling until I couldn't inhale any longer and pulled the pipe from my lips. I held it as long as I could and then exhaled. I coughed a little. "Good. Another." I repeated the process. I started to get fuzzy again. I lost track of time again. I started to come to my senses. I looked down and saw someone pull out of me and walk away. I didn't recognize him. My host returned and unlocked my legs. I got out of the sling. I struggled to stand but was able to maintain my balance. My host led me to the door. "Time for you to head out. Come back tomorrow afternoon and I can sell you a glass pipe and some shards. I can show you the ropes for you to smoke." I called an Uber and started to get dressed. "OK. How many people?" "Fucked you? I lost track. After my dealer fucked you, several of my customers came by and I offered them your ass. Some paid some good dollars for their stash plus a chance to unload in you." "Thank you, Sir." "You're welcome. Contact me tomorrow if you want to buy from me." The Uber arrived and I headed back to the hotel.

Part 4 -- Ben gets pozzed Parker left my birthday celebration last weekend with some older muscle guy, and didn't come back to the apartment that night. The next day, he said he had the fuck of his life, but wouldn't elaborate. I was definitely jealous. A little about me: I'm what you'd call a twink -- blonde hair, about 5'8", 140 lbs, with a big 9" cock. But I'm a total bottom. I've let so many college guys fuck me the past few years, I can take almost any cock. But always safe, condoms only. Parker was acting really strange for the next few days following my birthday. I wondered if it had something to do with the muscle guy.... what was his name? Jared? Josh? John.. that's it, John. I'd never been attracted to muscle daddies, but maybe I was missing out on something. John did look pretty hot -- and Parker said his cock was big. I wonder if he's on any of the dating apps. I logged onto Grindr, started scrolling through, and sure enough -- I think I found him. A few miles away, there was 40-something muscle torso top profile, with the name J. Me: Hey, what's up? J: Horny, you? Me: Same J: Pics? I sent him pics of my ass, my face, my cock. J: nice. You've got a huge cock, but I'm only interested in your ass. You free? Me: yea. pics? A few pics later and I confirmed it was John. Muscle torso, big cock, and then there was one picture -- his cock, bare, fucking some twink. Me: hot pics -- but I only play safe. J: you don't like cum in your ass? Me: never had it. J: I only fuck bare, sorry man. Hmm. What do I say next? I was really horny. Did Parker let this guy fuck him bare? Did he cum inside him. Me: what's your status? J: Positive. J: But I'll pull out if you want. What the fuck, I thought. Parker let a guy with HIV fuck him? At this point, I was really curious. The guy was hot, Parker clearly loved the sex, and he said he'd pull out. With my hole twitching, I responded: Me: Can I come over? ----- 30 minutes later John answered the door, wearing nothing but a pair of gym shorts. I've always been attracted to leaner guys, and the young college guys, but one look at his giant pecs and my cock was hard. John picked me up, kissed me, and carried me to his bedroom. He spent the next 20 minutes exploring my mouth, my ass, and licking my entire body. He took all 9 inches of my cock in his mouth, this man knew what he was doing. "Fuck man, you know how to suck a cock," I said. "Call me daddy," John said. "Ok, daddy." "You want daddy to fuck your boy hole?" John asked. "yes daddy." I said. "You want daddy's poz cock in your ass?" John asked. What the fuck, I thought -- but that thought was fleeting. At this point, I was so turned on, I needed his cock. "Yes daddy," I said. "You're not going to make daddy wear a rubber, are you?" John said. "No. I want daddy's cock bare." Here I was, a 20-year-old college boy who'd only ever been fucked safe, with my legs up around the shoulders of this muscle daddy who was about to slide his big poz cock in my ass, and I wanted it. "But you'll pull out, right?" I said. "Yes boy, if you ask," John said. He spent 30 minutes fucking me gently on my back, whispering sweet things in my ear. Telling me I'm beautiful, and how tight my ass felt around his poz cock. He then fucked my on my stomach and jack-hammered away. He brought me to my knees and fucked me harder. My ass felt loose, sloppy, and I was in heaven. He flipped me over and really picked up the pace, I was so close to shooting my load, but I didn't really want him to cum in me... or did I? "I'm getting close boy." John said. "Last chance." "Don't pull out yet, I need to cum." I said. "I'm either pulling out right now and we're done, or I'm going to breed you, boy." John said. "Fine, cum inside me, just don't stop." I said "Tell me you want it," John said. "I want your cum inside me." I said. "Tell me you want my poz cum inside your faggot boy pussy." John said "I want your poz cum inside my faggot boy pussy." I said. At this point, I was desperate, I was so close, I was so lost in the moment. "Tell me you want me to wreck your fucking boy cunt and poz your ass." John said. "Poz my ass. Wreck my boy cunt." I screamed. Then I shot my load everywhere. As I realized what was happening, I started to panic. "No wait, pull out, pull out, don't cum inside me." "Too late, I've already cum inside you twice, and you're about to get a third poz load up your ass." John tensed up, and this time, I felt like cock erupt inside me. He abruptly pulled out, and walked into the shower. What the hell had just happened? I lay in his bed, crying, full of regret, but also still hard while I felt his cum dripping out of my ass. A few minutes later, he came back into the bedroom. "What are you still doing here? Get the fuck out, slut." John said. I started to cry, I had just let this man put his poz cum in my ass, and he was kicking me out. "Oh what, you thought just because I came inside you, you could spend the night? Once I poz a guy, I don't fuck him again. We're done." Visibly sobbing at this point, I started to pick up my clothes and get dressed. I was shaking, I was scared, I felt vulnerably, weak and dumb. "Awe, it's okay baby. I don't fuck poz guys, but many men will. You'll still find some guys desperate enough to use your boy hole." John said. "Ok fine, you can stay the night, but only if I get to fuck you again, right now, and you tell me what you want." John said. "After tonight though, I won't ever touch you again." I didn't know what else to do at this point, so I turned to him, wrapped my hands around him, and said "I want your poz cock." He threw me on the bed, slid his cock in me, and started slowly fucking me again. "Wait," I said. "Did you poz Parker?" "No. I like him, in fact, I might fall in love with him. You're just some dumb college slut I wanted turn into a poz pussy boy." I shot my load everywhere. Again. Fuck.

Part 3. After the fuck of my life, John dragged me to the walk-in shower. "Double shower heads. Nice," I said, then later feeling immature for showing how impressed I feel. I walked in the shower and got under the hot water as John dimmed the lights and turned on music that belonged on a sex playlist. He slid in behind me, pushed my chest against the cold, gray tile, and pressed his pecs and long cock against my backside. I moaned softly. Had I ever moaned before? What was happening. The hot water, the steam, and a muscle daddy caressing my body and kissing every inch of me. I was rock hard in a minute. After a deep kiss, John was fully hard again, and he forced me on my back on the tile bench in the middle of the shower. He grabbed a bottle of lube, coated my ass and his cock, and slowly slid in. "Fuuuuuuuuuuck," I moaned, as he slid in. His cock stretching open my now very sore and puffy ass. I focused on his pecs, the shadow of his face, and the warm water, and the pain eased away. Within minutes, I was getting close. I wanted his load this time, I didn't want him to pull out. So I took some initiative. "I want your cum inside me. Please breed me, daddy" I whimpered. He was silent, but I saw a smile start to creep in on the left side of his face, as water poured down his body fro the shower. He kept thrusting into me, tearing me open. It was painful but the pleasure outweighed the pain by far. He grabbed my cock and started tugging, and 30 seconds later I shot all over my chest while he just kept slamming in and out of my battered ass. I kept hoping he shoot, I kept begging, "breed me daddy. Own my ass." A minute later, he pulled out and shoved his cock down my throat and unloaded another massive load of cum, this time filling my throat and mouth. I still wanted his cum in my ass. He dragged me to bed, wrapped his arms around me, pulled me tight to his chest, and we drifted off to sleep. 2:07 AM -- that's what the clock said. I was exhausted. And a little confused. ---- 6:32 AM -- I squinted at the clock. I heard rain on the roof. I rolled off, John was lightly sleeping. At some point during the night, he'd gotten up and put on a white tee shirt. He was snoring ever so softly. I slid in close to him, pressed my face against his pecs and wrapped my hand around his cock. I drifted back to sleep. 8:07 AM -- the shower was running. John was awake. I didn't want to get up yet. I heard him the sound of an electric razor a few minutes after the shower cut off. I thought I'd keep sleeping, or at least see what he would do next. A few minutes later, I heard John back in the bedroom. He slowly pulled the covers off of me as I pretended to sleep, face down. John crawled between me, and pushed his tongue into my ass, rimming me gently and teasing my hole. I was incredibly sore from the night before, but his tongue made my hole twitch with excitement. In one thrust, he pushed his entire cock all the way inside of me. "Fuck!" I shouted. "I knew you were awake, beautiful boy," John replied. He slowly eased my ass open after that, and fucked me for a solid 10 minutes. He then flipped me over, and I could taste my ass on his tongue as he kissed me deeply. Apparently John likes morning sex. I could tell, he was getting close, and quickly. I was going to get his cum inside me. I needed it. I needed to have a piece of this man in my DNA. "Daddy?" I said. "Yes boy," John replied. "I really want your cum inside me," I said. "Oh yea? You want me to breed your boy hole?" John replied. "Fuck yea, breed me, please. Please breed me. Own my ass," I said. "I can't," John replied. Then started violently pounding my ass again. He was about to cum, I knew it. "What, why?" I questioned him. He pulled out, took three tugs on his cock, then shot all over me. "Because I'm poz." Partially in shock, partially turned on, I started shooting a volcano of cum out of my cock. John looked surprised, but dived down and slurped up the second half of my load. He was HIV positive, and I had begged him for his load. More than once, but he kept pulling out. And yet somehow, I still really wanted to feel his cum leaking out of me....

Part 2. "Face down, ass up." John didn't say much when we got to his townhouse on the east side of town. I'd never gone home with a stranger, and as he led me to his bedroom, I tried to take in as much as I could. White linen furniture, industrial high ceilings, and brushed copper accents all over a large townhouse that had a new paint smell. "Strip." He watched me as I nervously took my clothes off. Fuck, why does this belt always get stuck. Impatiently, John pushed me on the bed, ripped my pants off, and spread my legs, launching his tongue deep into my ass. Fuck that feels good, I thought. Thank god I prepared for this. From kissing John earlier, I knew his tongue was longer than most. It's what I first recognized. I could almost feel his tongue diving down my throat. And now his tongue was deeper in my ass than any tongue had ever been. Hell, it felt deeper than some of the pencil dick college boys I've messed around with. Slowly swirling around the outside of my ass, then plunging in as deep as he could go. I buried my head in the egyptian pillow in front of me, grabbed on to the soft tufted headboard, and enjoyed the cool breeze from the fan above as his tongue invaded my very tight hole. I felt like I might cum. I reached around to grab my cock, and he swatted my hand away. "You can touch your cock once I'm inside you. Not until then," he commanded. John flipped me over on my back, took off my shirt, then took off his clothes. I felt my ass muscles contract from the cool air as my eyes locked on those massive, plump pecs, lightly covered with a thin layer of dark hair -- that designer chest hair you see in magazines, where it all lays perfectly in the right direction. Looking up at this muscle daddy on top of me, I knew then and there, I'd give him anything he wanted. "You're so beautiful", John said to me, as he slowly kissed my face, my neck, and nibbled ever so slightly on my ears, while I wrapped my arms and legs around his dominating back and tout waist. His long, thick cock gently teasing my hole. I'd never had a bare cock in my ass. And I got nervous as I felt his mushroom head starting to invade my hole. "I'll put on a condom later, but baby I've gotta feel that velvet smooth ass of yours first," he whispered in my ear, causing me to flinch when he gently rubbed his stubble against the sensitive part of my ear. We locked eyes, and inch by inch, John slowly slid his 9" cock into me. I winced in pain a few times, and he slowly leaned down and tugged on my nipples with his teeth and wet mouth. His cock was big -- bigger than I'd ever taken -- and thick. I knew tomorrow, I'd be sore. I finally felt his meaty balls and the bristly hair around his cock press flush against my very full ass. He kissed me, and gently started thrusting in an out. "Feel good?" he asked. "Yes." I reponded. "Yes, what?" He commanded. "Yes, sir," I said. "Call me daddy," John said, giving me a sexy half smile and quickly pulling his cock out to the tip and thrusting it all the way in. "Fuck, daddy," I winced in pain, but it quickly turned to pleasure. John fucked me like I'd never been fucked before. Why did it feel so good? Was it because I'd never had a raw cock in my ass? or was it because of him? I knew later this would be on my mind, among other things. Hard and fast, John mounted me on my stomach, not letting me touch myself. He then pulled me on my knees so that his chest was pressed against the middle of my back. The arch of his cock rubbing right against prostate. He held my stomach, kissed my ear, and in a slow rhythm, my ass fully accepted his cock as a welcome visitor. "You want to cum? You've got to work for it," John said as he spun me around and pulled me onto his lap. Up until this point, I'd forgotten all about a condom. Then I panicked a little. "Should you put on a condom?" I nervously asked. "Do you want me to?" John replied. I paused, I looked down at that beautiful long cock. I slowly moved my eyes up to his pecs, and that stubbly face, and his bald head, and then his deep blue eyes. I wrapped my arms around his neck and slowly got on top of him, and slid down his bare cock all the way to the base. "Good boy," John said. I rode him for a few minutes. I was getting close, and I hadn't even touched myself. I was getting close to losing control, when John reached down, grabbed my cock, and jerk it violently. "Cum for me baby boy," John said. I coated his chest in cum, splattering semen all of his pics and chin. "Lick it up," John said. I did -- slowly slurping up the quickly cooling cum from his chest -- and then his chin. Before I could swallow, John kissed me, and his stretched tongue once again invaded my mouth and throat, like he was trying to steal the cum away from me. I felt his cock pulse inside my slightly sore ass, but I wasn't sure if he had cum. John flipped me on my back, grabbed my ankles, and slammed his cock into me. He was no longer fucking me, he was pounding my ass. Relentlessly. Quickly. Owning my hole. The soreness I felt was quickly fleeting, and within 30 seconds, my cock was rock hard again. "You want my cum?" John asked. "Fuck yea, daddy." I said. "Where?" John asked. I didn't know what to say. I'd never had a bare cock, let alone cum in my ass. Did he want to cum inside me? Where else would he want to? Would it be safe? Could a man this beautiful have any wrong intentions? "Tell me you want daddy to breed that boy hole," John said, before I could respond to his first question. I tossed inhibitions to the wind. "Fuck yea, breed my daddy. I want that load deep in my ass." John flashed that sexy grin, then a few second later, I saw his sweaty pecs tense up, and I knew he was about to cum, I was about to get my first load in my ass. But right before he shot, John abruptly pulled out of my ass and sprayed cum, and I mean a lot of fucking cum, all over my chest. Some of it even hit my face and my nose. Fuck, that was hot. Fuck, I wanted that inside me. Fuck, why did he pull out? I was too scared to ask.

Wow, great start. Looking forward to chapter 2 💦

Very interesting start. I think it's going to be a big change his life

Being completely nude. Something about the akin-on-skin, the sight of a bare body, the freedom of feeling air against your everywhere... I just love being nude and having my guy nude when we are being physical.

Damn! Great start.

a better question lately is how often do I stop!

Chapter 21 To the sound of thumping music (when had that started again?) came the slapping sound of flesh against flash, as my as was thoroughly fucked. I was so high on poppers and whatnot, I just loved being in this zone, being their bitch… Chase fed me his cock again and used my throat, then Jamal came around, took my head in his hands and pushed his even longer cock completely down my throat, while my ass was assaulted… …what the fuck? My eyes flew open and I started to struggle around Jamal´s cock, who just grinned widely down on me as I searched out his eyes, his hands in a vice grip around my head and his cock down my throat. “Guess you figured it out, huh? As you already know, I like to share my sluts. And not just with Taron and Chase – why would I be so fucking selfish? That would be a crime against so many people in this area, wouldn’t you say?” He stared into my eyes. I was still struggling, but it was futile. I couldn’t use my hands properly, because I needed at least one to stabilize my position while being fucked into front and back to not slide down, which would lead to more impalement or sudden withdrawal, neither option a pleasant one. And moving Jamal with one hand… So I acknowledged my defeat and stopped. Jamal repeated: “Wouldn’t it be selfish to not share those holes Jakey?” he was still staring into my eyes, like coals burning into my soul. I slowly nodded around his cock. That seemed to be what he had wanted, since he loosened his grip and ruffled my hair, smiling. “Good boy!” he said, slowly withdrawing his cock. There was a shuffling beside me and then a new cock I hadn´t seen before came into view, this one a bit shorter and thicker than the ones of Jamal and Chad. I looked up into the face of another ebony hottie, this one certainly a few years younger than the rest, including me, but nicely toned and sweet looking. When I tried to look behind me though, Chad gripped my head and pushed it towards the younger guy´s cock. “No need to know who is fucking you, as long as we want them to, right baby? It´s too late now to reject them, anyway, so focus at the task at hand!” The young guy laughed and said “Wow, oh yeah! Come on cutie, I guess I´m the task they´re talking about. And it could be worse, couldn´t it?” He winked and, not waiting for my answer, shoved his half hard, pulsing cock into my mouth. I learned the names of the two new guys at some point, but honestly – while being fucked alternatingly between these four hunks, I quickly forgot them and barely got time to speak anyway. The one I hadn´t seen up to this point turned me around some minutes later and sometimes made out with me, when my mouth wasn´t occupied. He was a bit more tender than the young guy and Chad, but still loved to dominate me. And he could keep up with the other guys in every aspect. The guys transported me to the bedroom soon, Chad carrying me, while I was sitting on his dick and clung onto him with my arms. At various points during the transfer, he stopped and continued fucking me, at one point sliding out entirely and holding me in a way that one of the others could fuck me for a moment – judging by the feeling of his cock it was the young guy, but I couldn´t be sure. Once I was laid down on the bed with Chad below me, being impaled by his cock, he reached up and tucked me against his chest, holding me while fucking me slowly before stopping. “Hold still for a moment and just enjoy that dick resting inside you, while yours is securely locked away…” he purred. I was happy for a small break. And fuck… it was a divine feeling, his big cock still onside of me, holding open my sphincter, feeling his chest against mine, his arms around me… I licked and sucked along his neck lazily, when I felt something being tied around my arm, somebody else holding it with both hands. “Stay down and don´t move bitch!” was a stern command from Jamal and I followed, confused at first. But then I felt a slight pain in the crook of my arm and I knew what was happening – they were using my body as they pleased even more. When a moment later the pain vanished and the thing around my arm was removed, I heard Chad whisper “Now take flight Jakey…” before I felt a rush, a heat moving through me. I coughed and Chad laughed “Fuck yeah, He´s twitching and … fuck!” before he assaulted my ass with hard strokes that I was barely able to register. The guys laughed around me, but I also heard another coughing, felt a cock on my lips, that I greedily swallowed, and was in heaven. Cock heaven. Cocks filling me. Cocks fucking me. Cocks choking me. Cocks slapping me. It was like an endless spiral, going around and around, them switching positions and me being their obedient toy for their pleasure. And mine, too. I loved servicing those dicks, I loved, what they did to me, even when doing things, I wasn´t comfortable with. While I was sitting on the young guy, making out with him, I felt another cock at my hole – but when I came up to turn back, Chad stepped in and held poppers to my nose. I knew better than to disobey and so I breathed in deeply, multiple times, as he told me to. I held the last one for like fifteen seconds, before I was allowed to exhale – and just like that, the same moment, my battered hole gave way to another giant cock. “Fuck” I heard, someone laughing hard “He´s just as much a whore as you told me Jamal! Thanks for letting me use him buddy!” I heard hands clap and then felt two hands on my waist, pulling me back, before a strong fucking began. Another new guy? So there were… five now? My head swirled and I couldn´t even be sure – but I was pulled away from my thoughts by the relentless fucking then. When had it started? Just now or…? My head swam and I fell down onto the guy below me. Jamal came up to me with a glass of water, held my head while I drank it, thankful. “Be careful Jakey, you need to stay hydrated!” he scolded me. I was about to ask how I should do that, but he pushed his cock into my mouth when I opened it. Well, so much about that. I felt one of the two cocks inside me pulse, obviously pushing their seed into me from their monstrous cock – or was it both? I wanted to say something, but found my mouth blocked. Right, I was sucking… Jamal? When suddenly a cock pulled out of me and was instantly replaced, I found myself losing my train of thought again, before everything faded to black. I was woken up by the sun shining into my face. I felt sore all over, cold but underneath a blanket. What was going on? When I sat up, I groaned from a headache. “Good morning sweety! You slept so well, I didn´t want to wake you…” Jamal said, standing beside the bed. “You went out at some point – guess it was a little too much after all. But you took my friends like a champ, I was so happy!” He ruffled my hair, which felt good and I found myself beaming at him. Just then I noticed, that he was naked and I couldn´t control myself: I stared at his amazing body again, his muscles and his cock, hanging down and still enormous in its flat state. It pulsed and rose a little and Jamal chuckled. I quickly looked up again, ashamed. “See what you do to me just by staring at me and letting me look at you? Ohh, don´t be ashamed – it´s only natural for a sub like you to look and desire guys like me, wanting to serve – and you did so good! We´ll just have to train you more I guess… one step at a time!” “Or maybe two, like the last times…” I quipped, half angry, half amused at what he thought “one step at a time” meant. But I couldn´t really be angry somehow, I found – not at this marvel of a man who had made me feel so good. Jamal chuckled again. “Well, yeah… maybe sometimes even two!” He winked. “But now we need to be careful or I´ll pin you down and fuck you again – and as much as I would like to, I don´t think your hole can handle that right now!” He was right. My hole felt even more sour than the rest of my body. When I reached back, I found it plugged and my cock still locked – though obviously somebody had taken me to the shower before putting me to bed, because I smelled clean and didn´t see any traces from yesterday on my body. But I felt them – there was certainly cum in me, and quite a bit I thought. Jamal seemed to have guessed my thought. “Yeah, I couldn´t let them leave without cumming inside of you at least once, could I? I promised them you would taker their cum. And they deserved to cum in you, right Jakey?” Without thinking, I nodded. Then, I started doubting their “right” wasn´t that s step too far? But then Jamal pulled me up, threw me my clothes and brought me to the kitchen for some breakfast. We ate while listening to some music, then he kissed me before ushering me out, telling me to keep the plug in as long as possible, since my body would want to absorb their essence. He didn´t even mention my cage, which still snugly encased my cock and had been doing that for – how long had it been? “See you soon, babe!” he said, before closing the door behind me. It seemed like my training would continue next weekend. And… I already found myself looking forward to it. THE END

Part 7 Making our way down to the lower level, there was no light in the stairwell. I could barely see where I was going but uncle held me by the wrist, so I fallowed his guidance. The bottom floor was dimly lit with red lights, just bright enough to see the layout and make out the faces of strangers as they passed by. The walls were either exposed brick or poured concrete. It had evidence of being really old with various expansions over the decades, but it all looked run down and in disrepair. Luckily there wasn’t any debris on the floor. The floor all around seemed slightly cushy, like it was made of the same black material yoga mats were made of. Uncle Chester gave me a partial tour of the area. He showed me an elaborate maze of hallways and storage rooms that men used as hook up spaces. Large areas where heavy machinery used to be but now had rubber furniture for lounging around other set pieces that I couldn’t identify. In all honesty the whole area looked like a horror movie bathhouse set. But what mainly caught my attention were all the bodies. There must have been dozens of men wandering around. From 40s to 70s maybe even 80s. All older men with various bodies. Fat skinny, some muscular. Most of them wore little to nothing. A lot of them engaging in casual conversation and some of them engaging in sex acts. While walking around the place, my ass was still sore from the rough treatment earlier. There were body fluids soaking my ass, I assume a mixture of pre and sweat. I looked at uncles semi hard cock. He managed to get that thing in me multiple times today. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like the feeling of a huge cock in me. But he’s my uncle, and he has a disease I can contract if we’re not careful. Uncle Chester noticed me staring. “Getting distracted my boy?” He grinned and grabbed his dick, playing with it. “There are plenty cocks around here, or do you want something closer to home?” “No Chester I was just thinking… there are a lot of people down here, is it often like this?” “Some nights it’s slower. It depends on the day. I know a lot of the regulars.” He looked around as if to find someone in particular. “Ah, there he is! Hey Clarence!” Uncle directed my attention to a short old man with a pot belly. He was sitting on a rubber bench talking to a couple other men. “Hello Chester. You have a new play thing?” Clarence asked with a slightly effeminate raspy voice. “He’s new in town and I was showing him around. Are you hard?” “Always for you.” Clarence stood up and showed off his 7 inch cock. His balls shaved like the rest of his body. He was really short, probably around 5’2 “Hey Will, watch this. Clarence has a neat trick. Go on Clarence, do the thing.” Clarence put his hands on his hips and had a focused look on his face, then let out a grunt. “Ugh!” His cock started bouncing up and down a few times “Ooof”and then a jet of cum shot out, splattering on the floor in front of us. “How did…” I was beginning to ask. “Clarence can cum on command. He doesn’t need to be fully hard for it but it shoots more when erect.” Uncle smiled, proud of Clarence’s performance. “It’s a gift. And my balls are always brewing more so I don’t need to wait to reload. It’s handy for when guys want a quick protien snack. Does your boy wanna load?” “How about it Will? Want to swallow one of Clarence’s instant poz loads?” “Poz loads?” I asked “Yeah Clarence has a high viral load. Good for knocking up bottom sluts.” “No thanks. I’m still new to all of this.” I tried to sound polite but really Clarence scared me. A dick that can shoot poz cum at any time. I wasn’t willing to play with that kind of hazard. “Oh well. We still have much to see. We’ll see you around Clarence.” As uncle Chester and I walked off I ended up stepping through Clarence’s cum on the floor. It covered my foot and I almost lost balance. I leaned against the rubber bench to look at the mess sticking between my toes. It was thick and sticky. “You’ll be finding plenty of that lying around. Its the nature of the place.” Uncle Chester sat on the bench and grabbed my cum covered foot. He immediately started running his tongue from my heel all the way up to my toes, the thick goo squeegeed into his mouth. I had to keep my balance standing on one foot while he was licking me, I reached over and stabilized myself on the armrest. While I was grateful for the cleaning, it felt very strange to have my foot licked. It was sensitive to the touch of his tongue and it was sending electrical signals up my leg and to my dick. Chester moved on to sucking my toes and being very thorough. I felt a hand on my back. I looked over and Clarence, the short portly man was feeling me up. With my foot in Chester’s mouth I couldn’t really move away. Clarence was right behind me rubbing my hips with his hands, moving closer. With one leg up, being held by my uncle, my ass was spread already. Clarence still had a hard on, and I felt it rub up and down my crack. It was fairly easy for his tip to kiss my hole. He leaned forward, bringing his mouth next to my ear, and I could feel his head push against me. “Chester loves the taste of my cum. I think the mouth between your legs should also have a taste of it.” Clearance whispered as his hips jutted forward, and my already loosened ass swallowed his length to the base. Oh God! This isn’t good. I wanted him out of me, but my uncle had a firm grip on my ankle. His eyes were closed and he was entirely focused on my foot. I’m pretty sure all the cum was gone and at this point, he was just enjoying it for the sake of his own fetish. Clearance was slowly thrusting in and out of me, moaning, as the head of his cock popped out of my ring and then popped back in. I looked around to see what I could do. Some of the other men were looking at us, some carrying on with their conversations. Nobody seemed phased to by the kinky display that was happening in the room. Across the room I saw Clyde, the bear that rubbed his foot in my stomach while I was on my uncles lap. We locked eyes and he clearly liked what he saw. Clarence’s slow thrusting stopped. His cock still halfway in. I thought he was going to pull it out, but he put his hands on his hips and arched his pelvis forward, planting his cock deep with his balls firmly pinned against my taint. Based on what I saw him do earlier, I knew exactly what was about to happen. My heart was starting to beat fast as Clarence seemed to be concentrating. I tried tapping on uncle Chester’s shoulder to get his attention in hopes that he would stop sucking my toes. Then I heard clearance let out a grunt. “Ugh!” the deep recesses of my ass felt his cock bounce a few times and then uncle Chester finally let go of my foot “Ooof…” I fell forward onto the bench and Clarence’s cock slid out of me. His cum stream shot off and glazed my back. The last of it sprayed my ass, and it slid down the contours of my cheeks and settled on top of my abused hole. Chester looked surprised. “My my. I hadn’t even realized the two view were getting along so well. Did you shoot him up with a nice big load Clarence?“ Clarence was now straddling me playing with my butt cheeks and spreading them apart. I tried clenching my ass tight to prevent his cum from draining into me. “No. Butterfingers over here slipped and fell. So he got it all on his back.“ He was slapping his cock against the cum that was piled on my pucker. “But he did get a fair amount pooling right here.” Clarence leaned forward and put his hands on the bench next to my shoulders “let’s see if we can push some of that in shall we?“ He positioned his hips and started pressing his cock against my hole again. I felt myself opening up and the beginnings of his thick fluid starting to seep into me almost as if my asshole was involuntarily trying to suck in the pool of cum building up on it. I freaked out a little and pried myself out from beneath the man and stood up with haste. The ribbons of cum on my back all ran down and seeped between my ass crack. I was dripping on the floor. I must have looked like a cheap slut from, a raunchy porn. God I hope I didn’t get any inside me. Uncle noticed I was starting to lose it a little. He got up and put a hand on my shoulder. “Well Clarence, we’re going to check out the rest of the place. It’s always a pleasure to watch you fire your loads.” Uncle Chester was guiding me by the arm, continuing our tour of the area. “Let’s get you into a room. I’ll need to clean up all of that mess you’ve gathered on you.” He lead me into a room that looked to be about the size of a broom closet with a bench and a crude waterproof cushion. He partially closed the door behind us, leaving it cracked open. “Okay Will, get on the bed with your ass up. Let your dear old uncle clean you up.” Before I even had time to interject, he positioned me on the bench almost forcefully. He got on the bench with me and pulled my assless pants off and spread my legs. He grabbed my hips and positioned me, so my ass was pointed up at him. “I don’t see any towels here, uncle.” “Oh sweet boy, we don’t need towels.” And with that uncle Chester started licking the cum off of my back. Running his tongue all over, gulping up the loads that were sticking to me. His mouth worked its way down to my ass, and I was now getting rimmed by him. I couldn’t deny how amazing it felt. He was apparently a very expert ass eater. Eating up all the cum sticking between my cheeks and massaging my ring with his tongue. The treatment felt great and it put me more at ease, allowing me to calm down from the dangerous encounters from the other strange men in the place. He was making out with my asshole, sucking on it and jamming his tongue in deeper. Despite my uncles incestuous behavior, if we just stayed in here together and did this, I would be more okay with this rather than being at the mercy of the predators outside. It probably felt like we were there for 15 or 20 minutes with his face buried between my cheeks. Periodically i noticed there were some guys who peeked into the room to see what was going on. They looked as if window shopping then moved on. I was losing track of time and just enjoying the service to my ass. Then he got up. It was then I noticed that at some point during the rimming, the nice Chester took his clothes off. We were both nude in the dim room. “Woo, that was delicious. You have a divine ass young nephew.” “Thanks uncle.” His emphasizing the word nephew made me a little uncomfortable, but I was starting to get more used to his tastes. And I honestly loved getting eaten out. He grabbed my shoulder and flipped me over on my back. “OK, it’s time for you to return the favor.” He moved up and turned around. His knees pressing into the mat by my sides and his ankles resting on my shoulders with his feet next to my face. I was now staring up at my uncles ass. He grabbed his cheeks and spread them apart, and I was staring into his dark hole, as he brought it down on my mouth. I didn’t want to eat out his ass, but he used his feet to grip my face in place and grind his hips smearing his greasy hole on my lips. “Now be a good boy for me and work that tongue up in there. It’s only fair that you get a taste of me. It’s important that you learn to love the taste of my ass.” He wasn’t dirty, but he was definitely sweaty and musky. I was having a difficult time adjusting to my uncles ass press up against my mouth. I struggled a bit, I was trying to pull myself out from under him, but uncle let his weight pin me into place. He seemed a little upset over my unwillingness to reciprocate the rim job. “Now if you’re going to misbehave, then I may have no choice but to punish you by forcing you to eat something else other than my ass. You’re in the prime position to receive a special load from me. I wasn’t planning on introducing you to that kind of kink yet. So you have a choice Will, either give me a lovely rimming, or else you’re gonna get a crash course in more extreme raunch.” Oh God! He wasn’t really going to was he? Out of fear I stuck out my tongue, and I started circling it across his hole, signaling to him that I was going to comply with his demand. “Very good Will. Isn’t this much better when you do what I say?“ He relaxed his ass, enjoying my attempts at rimming him as best as he did to me. “Mmm, saver that taste, dear boy. You’re going to be doing this a lot more from now on.“ I’d never eaten ass before. Uncle Chester’s was salty and warm. It was embarrassing to be in this degrading position but I didn’t have any other choice. I felt him play with my cock as I worked on his hole. His large saggy balls were resting on my neck. While I lapped up his ass, I contemplated my situation thus far. My uncle and I have done a lot of incestuous acts today. He’s a kinky man with seemingly endless fetishes. He’s a poz breeder and has tried to inseminate me multiple times. He told me he wouldn’t penetrate me anymore but I didn’t know how much I could trust him at this point. As risky as he liked to play I should be looking for ways out of my situation but I was starting to kinda like some of the stuff we were doing. So far he seemed to be enjoying his rimjob. Perhaps he’ll be satisfied with just this. Him working his hands on my cock felt good and I had to admit I was starting to like licking his ass. It might have been the location or his constant boundary pushing but I think I was starting to develop into a bit of a kinkster myself. I didn’t know how long it was but at some point uncle Chester got up off of me. I let out a gasp as I could take in fresh air and come back down to earth. “That was lovely Will. I’m glad to see you being open to new things. How’d you like the taste of my ass?” “It was, nice. I hadn’t done that before.” “Well it won’t be the last. I expect you to eat me out every day, understand?” “Really?! This one time was fine, but every day? That’s…” “Tame, I know. But I’ll work you up to rimming me at least three times a day. A growing boy needs a balanced diet. In fact. Tomorrow morning before your breakfast, I’ll be up on the table dangling my ass above your plate and I’ll expect you to chow down on it before you have your eggs. Sound like fun?” “Uh, I.” Is he for real? That’s wild. I didnt know what to say. “Perfect, it’s settled then. Now how about you take a breather here while I go find some ass. Since you won’t let me have yours I need to empty my balls in something.” Uncle Chester went to leave, in the door way he turned to me. “You can stay in here or you can wander around and find a playmate. Oh and just so you know. If you see Clyde, feel free to play with him here all you like but don’t let him take you home with him. I’d like to keep you in one piece, he he.” What did he mean by that? But before I could ask he disappeared into the dark winding hallway, leaving me alone. It was the first time in a while I had any time to myself and collect my thoughts. Rationally i wanted to stay in the room until uncle had his fun, then we could go home. But I had a raging boner from all the kink play. I knew the place was filled with shady individuals but it’s not like I was absolutely innocent sexually. I thought perhaps I could have some fun with someone around here, preferably someone not a blood related. Or at least take it the sights. So I decided to leave the room and wander around. I explored the basement bathhouse in the nude. The clothes I was wearing were covered in cum and I hate the feeling of something sticky rubbing between my skin and clothing. Since I had never been, the experience was all quite a lot to take in. The dimly lit corridors made it hard to identify the bodies moving together in the areas both semi private and public. I had to brush away a couple hands reaching for me. It was surprising how forward some of the men were. I think some of them slowly fallowed me around for a bit. At one point I found my way to what looked like a steam room. It was darker in there and I could barely see, but it was warm and relaxing. I found a bench to sit on in the corner. i think i might have been sitting on water from the steam or some type of body fluid. I wasn’t alone there, there were at least a handful of other guys. A few of them were playing around. I could hear the periodic smacking sounds of mouths sucking on body parts. I minded my own business as I took in the steam. Before long someone sat next to me close. Our thighs touching. My eyes had adjusted a little to the dark and could make out what he looked like. A skinny old man with a sunken face, he had a couple strange dark blotches on his body, perhaps birthmarks. He grabbed my hand and put it on his cock. It was hard and about 7 or 8 inches. But as soon as he got my hand on it, I pulled away. I was trying to turn him down gently. He continued stroking his cock next to me, staring at me the whole time. At one point he reached behind me and was caressing my butt crack. He was giving a lifting motion as to tell me to show him my ass. He wasn’t getting the hint so I got up to leave. That’s when a chubby bear walked in. He was right in front of me and blocked my path. In the dark I could only see him vaguely. But he reached forward and caressed my chest. I was trying to move around when the older man got up and put his hands on my ass from behind. I was stuck between two strangers. The chubby bear was reaching for my dick and that made me move back. I backed up into the old man behind me and I felt him point his cock at my ass. He was trying to shove it in me. The bear in front was stroking my cock and getting me hard. I didn’t want what was happening. These guys creeped me out too much. The old guy behind me was pushing more aggressively. I could feel my self opening up and the strangers cock working it’s way in. I was already loosened up previously so he was having an easy time with it. He put a hand on my waist and a hand on my back for more leverage and pushed me, bending me over. My ass spread as my head was level with the chubby bears waist. I could see his dick closely, it was thick, with a glistening pink head. The bear grabbed my face and positioning his dick to stick it in my mouth. Oh god no, I don’t want to suck that thing. As he aimed his cock towards my lips, the old man behind me rammed his hips forward. His cock head popped in me and sent a jolt through my ass. That made me gasp and the bear in front of me shoved his cock in my mouth. I was getting penetrated from both ends. The sickly old man behind me slid the rest of his length inside and proceeded to fuck me with a steady pace. With my mouth filled with bear cock, I couldn’t tell him to take it out. The two men then started a casual conversation while my ass was getting drilled and my mouth stuffed. “A few more spots on you the last time. Late stages now?” The bear asked the old man. “Yeah, I’ll be going into hospice soon, figured I’d have some fun for old time sake.” The old man had a raspy monotone voice, like this was some uninteresting regular occurrence for him. I could feel the shape of his cock head rubbing up and down my insides with each thrust. “Luckily this guy was available. A shame something so young and cute is taking your cock raw.” “I don’t really care. He can’t be too clean if he’s hanging around here.” “True. Oh yeah that reminds me.” The bear stopped humping my face but kept his cock in my mouth. His hands pulled in the back of my head and buried my face into his pelvis firmly. His cock was thick but not lengthy so I wasn’t choking on it. As he held me still I became more aware of the sickly old man fucking me from behind. Each thrust I felt his boney hips. It was like he was a skeleton with a belly paunch. But the length was nice and felt good. Then the bear holding my head on his dick tilted his head back and sighed. That’s when I could immediately taste it. A hot bitter tanginess filling my mouth. The bear was pissing! Again? I already too one piss load from Chester. How are there so many guys here into this? He was pissing in my mouth and pinning my head to him too tight to open my mouth to let it spill out. There were only two directions it could go. Into my lungs or into my stomach. So I swallowed as fast as I could trying to keep up with his flow. “After this let’s get some dinner. I know a good place near by.” The bears cock continued to stream piss down my throat as he talked to his friend. “Yeah I’ll be ready to go soon, just need to get rid of this load.” “I’ll bet it’s like acid at this point.” “Yeah… ugh… pretty much… oof.” “Are you shooting?” The bear asked while nonchalantly using me as a toilet. “Not ye- wait ugh, yeah, here it is. Oof it’s coming…” the old man’s thrusting pace went from casual and steady to short and trembling jabs as he dug in deeper. The line of dialogue made me realize the old man fucking me was very toxic and was just about to cum in me. I was terrified. That made me muster up enough will to get up and try to dislodge myself from him. The bears cock slid out of my mouth and piss trailed down my chin. I pulled my ass so only the sickly old man’s head was left inside and that’s when I heard him make a weak grunt. “Ugh!” His cock started to twitch as I kept pulling my ass away. “Not yet!”The bear grabbed my head and yanked it down again on his still pissing cock, forcing me to drink the rest of him. That made my ass slide back on the old man hard. The tip of his cock dove deep and I felt it painfully stab at my insides. The old man grabbed my hips and I felt his finger tips dig into my skin with a hard grip. The flow of piss from the bear in my mouth was slowing down. “Ooof” the old man tensed his frail body as his wrinkled ass cheeks clenched in sync with his cock spasms which I felt deep in my ass. His cock head bobbing up and down, rubbing on the entrance to my colon. “Aaaahhh….” “Ahhhhh….” “……Ah…. That’s good…” The bear let go of my head as his piss came to a stop. His fingers loosened their grip just enough for me to yank my ass away. I shimmed myself out from the two and hurried out of the steam room. Shit that was way too close. I got off him in time right? I don’t know. But I don’t want to go back into that steam room. I quickly walked through the place and found myself in a slightly more secluded area. There were individual stalls in a discreet part of the room. I sat in one and closed the door. My heart was beating fast and my head was spinning. I couldn’t believe how fast I was violated by those two. And my stomach felt full. Full of… piss. Damn I thought I was going to drown in it. And there was so much of it. But strangely It was actually quite manageable to swallow after the first time with uncle. I wasn’t developing a piss fetish was I? Nah I think at the very least it’s something can do without much struggle. I’ll just sit here and calm down, then head back to the room. As I sat there for a moment, I heard someone walking by. They entered the stall next to mine and closed the door. I tried to be quiet. Hopefully they didn’t notice me there. But they did know someone was here. The wall dividing the stalls had a hole and a large cock came through it. Oh shit this is a glory hole booth. What was I supposed to do? Do I just leave? I opened the door quietly and peered out into the room. Just down the hall I saw a familiar large man turn a corner and walk in this general direction. I closed the door to the stall and hid, but the cock poking through the hole was still twitching at me. Clyde wandered over to the other stall next to me and entered. I didn’t want to cause a scene or make myself seem available so I turned towards the big dick poking through and grabbed it. Damn, I’m really gonna suck a random dudes dick in this place? Well I was open to having some fun and maybe this wouldn’t be so bad. The stall was kinda cramped so I turned to face the dick. My ass pressed up against the other wall. I opened my mouth and took in the mystery cock. It was salty and musky. It tasted amazing and felt hot and firm in my mouth. I was actually enjoying myself for once. The man on the other side sighed in approval. He rocked his hips toward me and worked his cock in my mouth. There was plenty of length to go over. I had some experience sucking cock but this was a lot of meat for me. I took my time with it. Savoring it. The tip was gushing pre. It was slimy and had a strong savory flavor. Fuck this cock was a dream come true. “Ah yeah that’s a good slut. Work daddies cock.” I knew that voice. Shit, uncle Chester?! Oh god I was sucking Chester’s cock! I was going to pull back but then I felt something warm poke my ass. Then I realized my ass was pressed up against the adjacent glory hole. Clyde was trying to dig his cock into my ass. He gave a thrust and I felt his fat cock slam up in my hole, causing me to lurch forward. Chester’s cock going down my throat hard. “Fuck yeah, deep throat that monster. That’s going to make me cum fast.” Uncle was loving it. I was freaking out. I didn’t know what Clyde had since he was a playmate of Chester’s. The assisted deep throat action was getting uncle harder. I pulled myself off of Chester’s cock. And slipped to the ground. Clyde’s cock sliding out from my ass. Clyde in the other stall got out and entered the stall with me. The large man towering over me, His dick pointing at my face and motioning to get it in my mouth. I stood up and wanted to leave but he pinned me to the wall. He grabbed my balls and sucked on one of my nipples. I couldn’t move or my nuts would hurt. That’s when I felt another poke against my ass. I was pressed up against the wall to uncle’s booth. My ass was against the glory hole and Chester was trying to stick his cock in me. I heard him mutter on the other side “You want it in there? Dirty fucker. It’s your funeral.” Then jammed his cock in me. I was scared. I was getting fucked by uncle Chester and pinned by Clyde. Clyde was playing with my body as Chester fucked me raw. Since my ass was penetrated so many times it didn’t hurt to have him dive in all at once. It was actually feeling good. I couldn’t deny that a large cock up my ass was a great feeling. Clyde put both hands on my face and said “Drink my cum.” Then forced my head down, bending me over. I was now face to face with his cock, with Chester getting more enthusiastic by the second. It was thick and shimmering with a lot of pre cum. I could see his hand stroking the base and he let out a grunt. His tip slid in past my lips as he came ribbons. My mouth was flooding with his load, some of it I swallowed, and some of it flew all over my face. It got everywhere. Since he was no longer pinning me I got up, withdrew Chester’s cock from my ass and left the stall. I sped walked through the place. I felt ashamed wearing cum globbed all over me. Others I passed by clearly could see me painted white. I eventually found the shower and immediately found the farthest one. I started cleaning myself off. The cum was thick and sticky. I was glad the showers had body wash available at least. While I was showering off someone else had entered the showers nearby. Naturally it would be unlikely to find any time to myself. I was minding my own business but the man walked closer to me. He was a middle aged dark man with balding black hair and a grey beard. Probably from India. He had a hairy bush but his cock was long and darker then the rest of his body and a red cock head. He played with it next to me while we showered. Getting it hard. He said something that I couldn’t understand. I tried ignoring him but he only got closer. I noticed he was fully hard now. Probably 7 inches uncut. He muttered something else and all I could do was just stand there not understanding what he was saying. I guess since he didn’t get a reply he went behind me and grabbed my ass. He was rough with my cheeks as he spread them. As if he was angry for some reason. He pointed his cock at my ass and started sticking it in. “Hey there Will. Found a playmate have you?” It was uncle Chester. He was watching the Indian man forcing himself on me. “Chester this isn’t…” that’s when the man thrust his cock into me. He jammed all 7 inches in one go. I felt my guts getting pushed in. “Ow fuck!” It didn’t hurt much, it was just shocking due to the abruptness but the man immediately fucked at a desperate and rushed pace. “Doesn’t look like you’re having much fun there.” Chester noticed. As the man was thrusting, Chester came over and tried to pry us apart. The man got frustrated and eventually gave up and slipped out of me. Chester shooed him away and he went off looking for something else to finish of in. “Thanks Chester. I wasn’t sure how to stop that guy. He was very persistent.” I was leaning against the shower wall while Chester was behind me holding my ass cheeks. “You need to learn how to turn men down. Your poor rectum here got a beating from that meat stick. Does it hurt?” “Yeah it’s pretty sore.” The guy didn’t seem interested in easing his way in. “Let me take a look. Bend over and spread your legs.” I bent over and stood with my feet shoulder length apart. Chester spread my ass apart to inspect my hole. “Doesn’t look like he tore you up, that’s good.” He circled a finger around my hole. “You should be more careful, there are plenty of men here that would love to take advantage of a handsome young man like you.” “I’ve noticed.” Uncle Chester got up and hugged me from behind. His dick swung up between my legs, resting beneath my balls. “Are you having fun here?” “Uh sure. It alright. When were we going to leave?” “In a bit I still want to breed some ass.” He gave a grind of his hips into me. “I had a nice warm ass earlier but the fucker ran off before I could finish.” “How about I wait in the room while you have your fun? I’ve seen enough of this place already.” “Alright. Let’s get you back.” We left the showers and made our way back to the room where our clothes were. Chester sat in the bed while crouched down to pick up my stuff off the floor. I was going to get dressed but uncle Chester put a foot on my had and lowered the clothes. “Stay nude. I enjoy seeing your body. You’re so handsome and fit.” “Okay, thanks uncle.” His foot traced up my arm and made it was up to my chin. I could smell it. It was a little cheesy. He circled his big toe around my lips. “Do you like my feet Will?” “Yeah.” I didn’t want to be rude and say no, but I wasn’t sure if I really didn’t like them. “Do you want to be your uncles foot boy?” I didn’t answer. Chester was rubbing both feet all over my face. They were large and and warm. And unlike the rest of him, his feet were plump and juicy. Deep down the treatment was exciting me. I was breathing heavily. The face rubbing stopped and his toes centered on my mouth. He stuck a big toe in. Resting it on my tongue “If you want to become my dirty little foot slave then let me know by sucking on that.” Be his foot slave? I’m his nephew, I can’t be a fetish slave for him. But something about being in this position was turning me on. I kinda wanted to suck his toes but that would mean agreeing to let him take things further. I didn’t know what to do. But I loved the taste of his toe in my mouth. My hands were making their way up and caressing his foot. My lips closed around his toe and his expression changed to a cocky sinister smile. “Hope I’m not interrupting.” I took uncles foot out of my mouth and we both looked over to see Arther standing in the doorway. His veiny dick half flaccid and dangling between his legs. “Oh no. You’re fine. I was just about to head out and breed.” Uncle Chester got up off the bed and walked out the door. “You just relax, Will. I won’t be gone long. Probably.” With that he wandered off, leaving me alone with Arther standing in the doorway way. “So, you like serving your uncles feet, do you, ya dirty boy.” Arther teased. Having someone call out the shameless kink that uncle and I were doing made me feel very embarrassed. It’s not something that I would want to become common knowledge amongst social circles around here. I couldn’t even deny it. He did walk in on me about to suck on uncle‘s toes. I did like it, but this time was different. Uncle wanted me to agree to become his foot slave by sucking on his toe as a confirmation. Was I really going to do it? Sure, the kink was getting the better of me, but that didn’t mean I wanted to offer myself up like that. Did I? “I take it you’re new to all this? You definitely have had that deer in the headlights disposition the entire time you’ve been here.” “Yeah I’ve only been in town for a couple days.” “And he’s already made you his boy toy? You must be either kinky as hell or submissive as hell.” He was hard now. And stepping towards me. His cock was resting under my chin as his hands rubbed my hair. “I like submissive boys.” He was now rubbing his cock all over my face. The bulging veins looked uncomfortable. Everything about his cock seemed aggressive. He stopped at my mouth and used his thumb to force my mouth open and slide his cock in. “Now suck me.”

Chapter 8 “Fuck man, I can feel your hole getting hotter by the second!” Taron said, now casually sliding two fingers in and out of me in swift motions, trying to graze my prostate on every hit. Electricity shot through me and I couldn´t contain small shakes now and then. “Fuuuck…” I muttered. “Yep” Jamal answered, guiding my head back onto his cock. I latched onto it like I was starving and now it was his turn to gasp, which made me smile in bliss. I heard him using the pipe again, but he just blew the smoke down on me and this time, I barely noticed. I was in my own little world, savoring this cock in my mouth, lapping up his sweet precum and feeling two (or maybe even three by now?) fingers in my ass. When Taron added his tongue to the mix and licked the outside of my hole, I was shocked from the sensation for a second and Jamal used that by choking me head on his deck even more. In short: I was putty in their hands. Suddenly Taron withdrew his fingers and I would have protested, had I had the possibility, but my mouth was still occupied. So when something else demanded entrance to me, my eyes flew open. Was this the big moment? Jamal snickered over me. “Your pretty big eyes look shellshocked baby! Yes, now the time! You realized that, didn´t you? Time to get your ass impaled, too!” “Don´t you worry Jakey!”, Taron chimed in, ”Your ass is gonna love and we prepared it well. Just relax and let that dick slide inside where it belongs. Open up your sweet hole to let my cock make you feel really good, okay? Now, take a deep breath!” He handed Jamal a bottle of poppers, which Jamal quickly opened and held under my nose, his cock still half in my mouth. “Deep breath in each nostril!” he said in a commanding voice. That totally wasn´t necessary, as I wanted this cock in me as badly as never before, but also was afraid I couldn´t take it, even with all the stuff they had already given me. So I gladly inhaled the poppers of a brand unknown to me. When I let out the second breath and started to feel the typical heat and relaxing wave building up, Jamal commanded “Another one!” and I did as I was told. Then something unexpected happened: He put the poppers away and clamped my nose shut with his fingers while sliding his cock inside deeper, so I was unable to breathe out. Now, I was getting really fucking hot. And of course, even higher. But I had learned: While my first instinct was, to lift my hands up and push Jamal away, I suppressed that feeling and let it happen. It was no use anyway, would earn me even more problems and… fuck it felt nice. I was slightly loosing it, when I felt my ring giving in and the fucking biggest dick I´d ever had enter me. I squirmed and Jamal finally removed his hand from my nose, so I let out the fumes and got some fresh air, while Taron´s cockhead settled into its freshly conquered land. I almost blacked out from the overload and Jamal quickly grabbed me by my shoulders to support me. “Don´t you dare sliding away from one of our cocks baby. It´s very important to keep our cocks inside you, even when it´s hard sometimes, okay?” “Yes…” I mumbled around his cock, barely able to say something, while Taron pushed another inch himself into my hole. I gasped and when another wave of the high rolled over me, it turned into a sigh and I relaxed into their dicks, allowing them to use me to their delight, penetrating my body even further. “Fuck yes, that´s it sweety! Give me that hole!” Taron growled. He had been pretty quiet and trying to apply an even pressure, but now that about half his dick was inside of me, he withdrew some of it, to get better leverage to push even more inside on his next thrust. I couldn’t keep up with the events and just gave in completely now, letting those fuckers use me. Taron started to pound away at my hole, sinking his cock deeper with every thrust, penetrating me, where no one had ever been. At the same time, Jamal used my mouth in a quite similar way, but he had no problem sinking his cock into me as far as it would go. I was taken out of own little world, when Taron suddenly pushed his dick up inside of my hole to the hilt. Jamals withdrew his cock simultaneously (had they prepared this?), so I could at least breathe. I felt him hot my second hole and breach it, already prepared for this from the recent battering. Before I could say something, Taron pulled my body towards him and took my arms back, so I needed to steady myself against him. He pulled my arms behind my back and grabbed them with one hand, while he put his other arm around my upper body. “Feel that?” he hissed in my ear, when he let his cock pulse, deeply buried in my hole. “That´s now your only anchor, when I let you fall… But we´ll keep that for another time. Now, slowly stand up with me and let my cock guide you!” I tried to follow his command, but my legs struggled to comply, so his cock and arms painfully hoisted my up, as he stood up. He then pushed me through the flat, around the couch and into the hallway and then another room I hadn´t yet seen. Jamal was already there and the room glowed in a dim, red light. It contained a big bed, a sling and several boxes and shelves with gear and toys. But my eyes were drawn to Jamal, who was just sitting on the bed´s headboard, holding the glas pipe in one hand and stroking his cock with the other. He smiled when we entered. “You look good when you´re used as you should be!” “Thank you!” I answered, beaming at him. Jamal pushed me forward towards the bed and I crawled onto it to devour Jamals beautiful erect dick again. Before ich started slurping though, I asked “May I taste your cock again?” He flashed me another smile, saying “Fuck yeah Jakey! Go on and take it!” before Taron continued his assault on my hole.

Part 1 I stepped out of my office and checked the list for tonight, it was Friday one of my busiest times of the week ready for the weekend and the events have all been set up. At 26 years old I would have never imagined owning a business like I do but it has been very lucrative as of yet. My name is Samuel at 26 I am 6'4 black hair 235 lb of muscle thanks to my many visits to the gym and also thanks to my Nordic heritage I have black hair and blue eyes my hair is long enough that I'm able to wear a ponytail and I usually have it up for times like this. My business is I own a gay campground that's adheres to many a gay man's wishes, it has been pretty popular in the four years I've owned it with many nights and days of hot sexy gay men coming by to release their innermost desires. There are many stations all over the campground as well as a deep dense forest for many cruising moments. Tonight's event was the foam party as well as the new initiations to the club. What some now and some don't know is there a special section in the campground reserved only for poz men and those looking to be converted. That was the after event specials for those looking for it. The only way to gain entry is if another HIV positive member brings you along or if you make a reservation for that on the website and signing the disclosure agreements. I looked at the list of reservations for the poz event and was happy to see how many names signed up that I recognized and had a bunch of newcomers. The special for the newcomers who sign up for the HIV poz event and those who bring them have their fees waived for entry as long as they themselves bring proof that they are hiv-positive mostly a test showing of their HIV positive status and same goes with the negative guys. Another thing with the newcomers is that those who come in for the HIV positive event get to stay a full week at my campground to help groom them and make sure that they convert all expenses paid. I have been able to make a lot of money off these events so I'm able to accommodate for their long-term stay and it's always a pleasure to help keep them around to make sure the bug takes. It was now around 8:00 it was picking up greatly everyone was excited to get to the foam party but before that everyone was just enjoying themselves in the pools clubs cruising areas and just all around enjoying some awesome sex. I have cameras set up all over the campground and went to my office to look at the feeds and join all the new and returning flesh on flesh action. The foam party started in 2 hours so I decided to go out and mingle with some of my guests. I put on my full leather gear with my harness chaps boots and cap as well as swapping out my nipple rings for the bigger ones that I always wear to events. I never wore underwear while wearing my chat so that way my nine inch cock would always be on display with my thick PA showing below my bright red biohazard tattoo and my heavy balls underneath. Another part of me being the owner that I love the most is taking apart and all the sex around me with most not knowing I'm the owner but I could never pass off the opportunity to pass along my strain to any and all around me. On my way to the club I nodded the DJ into my bartenders because they were the only ones that knew I was the owner and made my way to the dance floor with all the other jocks twinks daddies otters and bears that littered the dance floor and started grinding up on the nearest one I could grab. The twink I grabbed started grinding on me hard while making out with me grabbing my cock and stroking it making me leak like a faucet which always happens. When I reached my full hardness in his hand he gasped at his length and girth and turned around to start pushing his tight hairless hole onto my rod. My pre-cum was enough to start graciously lubing his hole as he pushed further on to my cock and gasped as the head slipped past his ring and went further down. He slipped down further and further pausing to make it easier to accommodate my thick tool and it didn't take long until he bottomed out feeling my balls against his ass. His body was covered in a sheen of sweat as he picked up speed fucking himself on my tool but he was going to slow for me so I grabbed the back of his harness and started pile driving my cock into his hole feeling it's warm velvet open to accept what he really wanted. Going at the speed for twink long and cried in both pain and pleasure not wanting each moment to end begging me to make him his bitch and fill him to the brim with my creamy load. I gave him his wish and pounded him harder and faster growling in his ear for him to take my dick and he was about to get my gift he was wishing for. With one final thrust I buried my cock in at the hilt and yelled for him to take my poz cum loud enough for anyone around watching to hear that this Twink was getting bred by a poz stud. When the Twink finally caught his breath as he slipped off my cock with a pop I could see some of my load leak down his puffy red anus and he turned to me and asked if I was really was poz or was I kidding? I said to him I have been HIV poz for 7 years and never on any meds with making my viral load over 2 million so I'm highly toxic. I can see if the look of panic in his eyes as he soaked it in and started to cry a bit I asked him if he was okay he said that he was only 18 was afraid of being HIV positive. I seeked to calm him and took him to my office help calm him down and to accept what most likely is going to happen to him now. Once in my office I gave him a glass of water which he greatly accepted and sat with him holding him until he stopped sobbing. I told him that it's not a total death sentence of being HIV positive but for him to now look at it as a release that he would never have to worry about having sex the condom and could enjoy the freedom of pure bareback sex with no limitations. He seemed to calm down with hearing that and I could tell he was still turned on because he had a hard-on in his Andrew Christian Jock underwear and while he was calming down I started to slide my finger to his wet hole finger my load in more and more scratching him a little bit to make sure my gift took. He seem to enjoy it and before long we were both fully naked with me in his ass again fucking him like crazy and depositing a second high viral load up his ass. Once we were done with the second round I explained to him that I was the owner of this campground and because he was the first to get my load tonight he was invited to go to the HIV event tonight after the foam party and other events were over and I offered him the week stay with no charge and he gladly accepted it as he now gladly accepted his fate as my poz pup. I gave him my cell phone number and told him to go out and enjoy the rest of the events and text me whenever he got close to the time of the poz event so that way he could start making his way to it. He smiled at me and gave me a deep kiss telling me thank you for opening me up to this new experience and that he was looking forward to more times like this and to help pass along the gift I gave him. With that we both put on our clothes again and I carried him on my shoulders back out into the parties and got a rousing cheer and applause from all the other men around when they saw us walking back into the club, the DJ announced that it was 30 minutes till the foam party and that anyone joining in to make their way to the designated area with their tickets of entry and to be ready for a wild night. Thank you for reading this please let me know what you think and stay tuned for the next part

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.

Thanks for all the kind comments! Part 4 "I'm so glad you want that son. I do too. Do you like what you see on the screen?" I turned back to the movie and the dad and son were still making out with the dad on top of the son. But the dad was fucking the son! When the dad pulled away from their kiss I heard him say, "You like the feel of your dad's raw cock inside you?" The son was moaning and getting louder with each thrust. Dad was cupping my balls and stroked by cock his mouth back to my ear. "We don't have to do that right now or even tonight but I know you want to feel your dad's thick raw cock inside you don't you?" I moaned softly excited and scared all at once. I had never even thought about getting fucked raw. Bareback was always fantasy to me. It was too risky to do for real. But the door to the secret room in my mind was wide open now and in that moment condoms seemed like the worst possible idea. I turned to look at him again and this time I was dead serious. "No dad. I want that tonight. I want that now. Please dad. Fuck your son." As soon as I heard myself say it I pulled back away from the center of the bed and dad's arm around me. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry I don't know what I'm saying. I...I ....I'm not like that." Dad reached for my arm and held it pulling me back to him. "Hey hey it's ok its ok. You're fine. I want to know your deepest desires. I'm here to make them all come true. You're not scaring me. I like that you can trust me with those thoughts." I was leaning against him again and heard the click of the torch. "Here let's do another couple hits. I think we could probably use something to help us relax." He put the pipe up to my mouth and I took another big hit. Back and forth we went until that urge returned. I grabbed my semi hard cock and I stared at dad's thick cock. Without saying anything I leaned down and licked the tip my tongue moving along his slit. I tasted the sweetness of his pre cum. "Oh fuck son." I felt dad's hand against the back of my head as he put the slightest bit of pressure so that I would take more of his cock. I wrapped my lips around the head and got the loudest moan of the night as dad's reaction. It was just the head but my mouth already felt so full. I tried to go deeper on his cock but my mouth just couldn't handle it. "God you're so huge dad. I can't fit you in my mouth." I was looking up into his eyes with his cock on my tongue. "That is such a gorgeous site. Why don't you just lick up and down the shaft. I don't want to cum this way anyway." He gave me what looked like a conniving smirk. I knew what he meant and I felt my cock pulse. I started licking up and down his cock trying to taste every part of it. It was hairy but it looked like he probably trimmed so it wouldnt get out of control and so nothing hid how big it was. "Come back up here." I felt like I wasn't doing a good job. I didn't really know what I was doing so this was probably not the best blow job he had ever gotten before. He pulled me into another kiss and laid me on my back his hands moving up and down my chest and abs. Then he kissed his way down my neck down my chest and down my abs and then he put my cock into his mouth. "Fuck oh my god" I screamed. His mouth felt amazing. He was able to get all of it in his mouth which was probably easier because I was still only half hard. After a couple minutes he pulled up from it and used his hand to stroke me while he licked my balls. He looked up at me as the tip of his tongue teased each ball and made me jump from the sensation. "I love how smooth you are son. Does everyone on the swim team shave their cock and balls too?" I was feeling a little embarrassed. I never talked to anyone about this. I just liked the way it looked in porn so I figured I would try it too. "Nah not really. I just wanted to see how it looked and felt." He kept teasing my balls but with each touch he moved further down. "Well they look amazing. How do they feel?" I could see that he was smiling as he gave me a small spasm each time his tongue hit my balls. "It feels amaaaaaazing." "If you think that feels amazing you're gonna love this." He surprised me and pushed my legs up and pulled my cheeks apart. He kissed each ass cheek and then all of a sudden i felt that tip of his tongue again brush against my hole. I lifted my head up with a gasp. This time he used more of his tongue to lick around and on my hole. "Wha- what are you doing? Oh my god." He pulled his head up. "You haven't seen this in porn? Rimming?" I shook my head. "Oh are you one of those guys who turns on a video and fast forwards to the fucking?" He got me. I started laughing and as my head fell back against the pillow his tongue pushed into my hole for the first time. My laugh became a long moan. "Dad oh fuck that feels amazing." For the next few minutes it felt like he was trying to use his tongue to get deeper and deeper into me. I was in ecstasy. I never even knew this was something that existed and it was the best thing I had ever felt before. I reached for my cock and felt that it was getting more than semi-hard. He raised himself up and lowered my legs back to the bed. He came back up to a sitting position and grabbed the pipe and torch again. "How about a couple more hits?" I didn't say anything. I just pulled myself up to sit up again with him. He put the pipe up to my mouth first again. I took a long hit and as I let it out he put the pipe back to my mouth. "Don't you wanna take your turn before I take my second?" He smiled and just said "You are so sweet Jake. It's ok. There's plenty for both of us. Go ahead take another hit." He made me take a few more hits in a row. All big clouds. It felt amazing and for the first time I felt the tingling at my hole. I needed him to take my virginity. Now. As if he could sense what I was thinking he put his mouth back up to my ear and whispered, "I think it's time dad takes his son's cherry." I shuddered and nodded. On the screen the dad was screaming "Take your dad's load son! I'm breeding you with the cum that made you son!" All my brain was saying to me now was I want to feel that too. I was ready.

As soon as Tyler and I got in the room and shut the door, we pulled out our pipes and loaded 'em with a fresh rock. There were two clicks, followed by the hiss of butane as we rolled the bowls in the flames of our torches. With the new rocks, it didn't take long before the glass tube was filled with the thick white smoke that would fuel our next hour. I'd gotten my fill of fucking, and now I was hoping to get some action in my hole, as well! I put my pipe away after it had cooled, and waved the baggie for Tyler to see. "Bump?" I asked. He answered by laying back and pulling his ankles up toward his head. I wet my middle finger in my mouth, dipped it in the baggie, and carefully slid it into Tyler's slick hole. "Uh-huuuhhhhhhhh!" he moaned, as I rotated my finger inside him. When I was satisfied that the bump was dissolved, I waved the baggie again. "Do me, man," I said, handing the plastic bag to him. "Aw-righttttt!" he grinned, pulling himself back to a seated position. He copied me - licking his finger, dipping it in the bag, and carefully inserting it in my warm hole. There was a brief burn - followed by a spreading warmth, as the drug dissolved and started its way into my bloodstream. I stared at the ceiling and sighed, enjoying the feeling of Tyler's finger caressing my insides. Tyler swallowed my cock, while still fingering my hole. He dug deep, and found my prostate, sending twitches to my semihard cock. I was in that 'inbetween state,' - wanting to get my ass fucked, but still enjoying the effects of the Viagra. "Please fuck me one more time," he begged, pulling his fingers from my ass and squeezing my growing cock. "Okay," I agreed, "but open the door, an' see if we can get that guy at the end of the hall to join us!" Tyler got up and opened the door about two thirds. I shifted around on the bed, so that I could see the door opening. "Climb on top of me an' fuck yourself," I ordered. Tyler did as he was told, squatting down on my cock and gobbling it up with his hungry ass. "Oh yessssss!" he moaned, grinding his butt against my pelvis. He grabbed the center ring on my harness for balance, and started riding up and down on my dick, eyes closed, enjoying the fullness in his fuckhole. As if on cue, the hairy muscle guy from down the hall slowly walked by the doorway, stopping long enough to check us out - but then continuing on. Was he not interested? Or was he just trying to be subtle in his cruising? I decided to get a little verbal - both for Tyler's benefit, and the guy in the hall. "Yeah - fuck yourself. You like gettin' fucked by big dick, doncha?" I teased. "Uh-huh," Tyler muttered. "Fuckin' whore. Take all the dick you can get. How much more cock you gonna get today?" I went on. Tyler was catching on to my plan - "Fuck - as much as I can - if it's hard an' thick, I want it in my ass!" The guy was back - now standing part way in the room - listening to our sex talk - watching us fuck. I could see he was stroking himself underneath his white towel. As Tyler's body rose and fell on my cock, I motioned for the guy to come in with my left hand. He took a few steps further into the room, and let his towel drop to the floor. Damn, he was sexy! He had a sharply defined tanline which made your eyes go straight to his crotch - and, although the skin on his pelvis and butt was very white, his cock was a nice dark brown. He was wearing a red Oxball cockring, which made his cock and balls jut out from his body. His cock wasn't erect, yet, but it was already a thick piece of meat! Tyler finally noticed we had company, and he practically fell off my dick trying to turn around. Since the guy was already at the edge of the bed (the rooms are pretty small - even for a double), Tyler easily crawled over and took his cock in his mouth. I scooted back on the bed to give Tyler and the new guy more room. Tyler slobbered on his cock like a bitch in heat. "Fuck, yeah," the guy moaned, while Tyler gagged on the growing meat. I squirted some lube on my fingers and got up on my knees behind Tyler. Slowly, I worked three fingers in his warm hole - getting him ready for some fresh cock! I looked up to see the new guy watching me. "He loves to get fucked," I said, staring back at the new guy. He just nodded, while playing with his nipples. Tyler finally came up for air, looked up at the big guy, and said "Please fuck me!" He bent down, and practically picked Tyler up, turning him around so that his ass was facing the edge of the bed. He slapped his cock a coupla times on Tyler's crack, and then positioned himself at the hole. I heard Tyler take a deep breath and exhale, followed by a moan of ecstasy. "Oohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!" he sighed, as the big cock filled his gut. I leaned back and enjoyed the live sex show, alternating between stroking my semihard dick and playing with my tingling hole. The longer they fucked, the hornier I got - and it didn't look like Tyler was going to share anytime soon. I slid off to one side - ostensibly to give them more room on the bed - and when they weren't looking, I gathered my things and slid out the door. Fortunately, I wasn't in one of my possessive moods, so leaving Tyler and his new 'friend' didn't bother me. It just meant I could go hunt for some fresh dickmeat. The X I'd taken when I first arrived was still doin' its thing, and the last booty bump in Tyler's room had really gotten my ass twitchin'. As I walked slowly back to my room, I enjoyed the sensation of the rear leather strap of the jock sliding against my hungry asslips - fuckin' sweet, man! A few guys passed me, as I fiddled with the key in my door - but no one really caught my eye. I slipped in the room, and shut the door - needing to empty my bag and arrange my party supplies. While I had some privacy, I decided to fire up the glass pipe for a quick smoke. Then I stashed the pipe and baggy in one of my boots and opened the door. I kicked back on the bed with a cigarette, and started flicking through the X-rated channels on the small TV. Finally found one that was playing some good leather and bareback action. I reached in the small can of Crisco and scooped out a small ball of the white grease, and then pumped several big globs of J-lube into my palm and mixed the two. The warm, greasy, slime felt good on my hole, as I massaged it deep inside, making a smacking/sucking sound as my ass opened and closed. (I love that feeling when you know your hole is super clean - and you're high as shit - and your ass is just begging to get fucked!) I reached over and grabbed my Jeff Stryker dildo (small for me) and slowly inserted it in my pulsing fuckhole. Even though it's not that big, it has a great texture to it, and the curve can really hit some of the right spots! I tore a paper towel sheet off the roll I'd brought with me, and wiped the greasy lube off my hands. Then, another paper towel to wipe the sweat and grease off my X-sensitive nipples. Digging through my bag, I found the heavy japclamps and, while pulling my nipples away from my body with the nipple piercing, I set the clamps deep on my tits. "Fuuuucccckkkkk!" I moaned, as the clamps sent a tingling sensation through my body. I sat up, letting my body weight bury the Jeff Stryker dildo deep in my rectum - God I need to get fucked! For several minutes, I tugged on the chain attached to the titclamps, while rocking back and forth on the dildo - the more I played, the piggier I felt! Finally, I stood up, letting the dildo fall out of my open hole - checked myself out in the wall-sized mirror (in my drug-fueled state, I thought I looked pretty hot in harness, armbands, jock, titclamps and biker's cap) - walked over and cracked open the door to the hallway. I got back on the bed and placed the Kris Lord dildo on the mattress close to the door. Then shoved Jeff Stryker back in to keep my hole open and happy. A few heads leaned in to check me out - but no takers. (I admit, if you're not into my kinda play, the scene can be a little off-putting...) Just when I was about to give up, this short Mexican guy leans in. He opens the door a little wider (letting in more light from the hallway) and stands there playing with himself under the towel. He had a thick, handlebar moustache and several tattoos on his forearms - kinda that construction worker/laborer look. I decided, since he was the only one who'd shown any interest, to put on a show. I worked the dildo all the way in - and then pulled it all the way out - showing him the length I was used to taking. He just stared - not giving me any hint as to whether he was interested, or not. I sat up and reached for the Kris Lord dildo, and liberally covered it with J-lube, before positioning it at the entrance to my hole. Again - no reaction from him. I took a deep breath, and as I exhaled, I pushed the thick, rubber cock all the way in. Finally - his mouth turned into a big, toothy grin. I laid back, and let the dildo slowly slide out onto the bed. He took another step into the room. I spread my legs further, and positioned the head of the dildo right at my hole. He took the hint - kneeling on the bed and grabbing the suction-cup base of the dildo. Slowly, he pressed the wide head against my sphincter, until it started to slide in. I moaned (for effect) - and he continued pushing, until the entire length was deep inside me. The more I moaned, the more aggressive he got with the dildo - and since both his hands were occupied, he couldn't keep the towel on for very long!!! When it fell off, I was amazed to see a HUGE, uncut cock standing hard and erect!!! I let him continue fucking me with the dildo, but I knew I wanted that big cock inside me! I finally sat up, grabbing his wrist, and pretended I needed a break - while at the same time reaching forward and grabbing his stiff pole. He threw his head back and moaned, as my greasy hand lubed his meat. I managed to scoot toward him, and pull him to me at the sae time, positioning his cock at my gaping hole. He looked down, surprised and said, "Condon, no?" I just shook my head and fed his cock into my hole. "Uunnnngggggghhhhhhhh!" he moaned, feeling my warm ass around his throbbing cock. "Fuck me!" I said, staring at him. (He understood that.) By now, his animal instincts had taken over, and I knew my hot ass felt better than any cunt he had waiting for him at home. He fucked like a bull, ramming his fat cock deep with every thrust. "Ungh! Ungh! Unnh! Uh!" I grunted each time his compact body slammed against mine. Every once in awhile, I would see a body in the doorway, checking out the hot leather guy getting his ass used (and hoping they'd be back to take a turn in my hungry hole!). It didn't take long before I felt warm cum filling my butt - the Mexican grunting and shaking as his cock shot a thick load inside! When he'd caught his breath, he slowly pulled out and stood up - a long string of jizz hanging from his softening meat. "Gracias!" I smiled at him, as he wrapped his towel back around his waist. "De nada," he answered, and walked out into the hallway. "Shit," I thought. Instead of being satisfied, the fuck had just made me hornier for more (or maybe it was the Tina....) I rolled over and dug the baggie of T out of my duffle, along with a short straw. Scooped a small bit of the powdered shit into the straw and snorted it up my nose. Then I heard the door shut! Shit! -I'd been busted! "Fuckin' meth pig!" I heard a voice say in the dark. I pinched the plastic locking strip together on the baggie and slid it under the corner of the mattress. Then I felt a warm hand on my ass - maybe this was gonna be okay, after all! I leaned forward on my elbows, thrusting my ass upward in the dark, hoping for the best. I heard the unscrewing of a popper bottle lid (my senses were on fire, because of the dark - and the drugs!). Then, a long intake of air, as the stranger sniffed the poppers. The cap was screwed back on. I felt his weight on the mattress, as he crawled between my legs. His cock found its way into the cleft of my asscheeks, and rubbed back and forth, letting me feel its thickness. "Ya ready, pig?" the voice asked - like I had any choice - or wanted one. "Fuck, yeah," I answered, hoarsely. Instead of poking around in the dark trying to find my opening, the stranger ran two fingers up and down my crack until he found the puckered ring. I pushed back a little - just to let him know how hungry I was. The two fingers slid in, rotating and spreading my ass open. "Uuunnnggghhhhhhhhh!" I moaned. "Pig," he answered. The two fingers were joined by a third, and I was in hog heaven! "You let 'im cum in ya - diduncha?" the stranger asked. "Uh- huh," I panted. "Good fuckin' pig," he replied. "Ya like gettin' bred, doncha?" the man in the dark went on. "Uh-huh," I grunted. "Uh-huh, WHAT, pig!" he growled, slapping my right cheek with his free hand. "YES SIR!" I answered, quickly getting into sub-mode. "That's better, pig," he said, resuming the twisting motion of his fingers in my hole. (The snort of Tina I had just done was really hitting me now, and my ass belonged to this guy!) I felt him knee-walk a little closer to my ass, and I spread my legs to give him room. His cock was rockhard now, and he lined it up with the fingers in my ass. His fingers slid out as his cock slid in - a guttural growl vibrated through his body as he sank his cockmeat into my warm hole. "Mmmmmmmm! Nice, cummy hole, pig," he whispered. "How many loads has Miss Tina made you take today?" he added, slowly pulling out a few inches, and then sinking in again. "I dunno, Sir," I replied. "A couple today - maybe five las' night." "Anybody you know?" he continued, getting used to the openness of my hole. "Las' night - yeah - was at a party with friends - fuck me good. Still horny - - - so showed up here - two strangers - - - 'n' you," I managed to get out, wanting to concentrate more on the feel of his cock, rather than try to count loads. "Fuckin' crystal gotchu hungry, huh? (Slammed his cock in.) Hungry, fuckin methwhore! (Slammed it in again.) Let ennybuddy FUCK your slimy hole! (Grabbed the back of my leather harness and started piledriving his cock in my hole!)," he tested me as he got to know me. "Fuck me, sir! Fuckin' breed my hole! It's your fuckin' hole, SIR!" I let him know I was into the dirty talk. "FUCKIN! (grunt) CUM!! (grunt) PIG!!! (grunt)" he yelled, really gettin' into it now. The sound of his thighs slapping my ass, and the slurp/suck sound as he pulled out was accentuated by being in total blackout. After a good ten to fifteen minutes, I felt the cock slide out. Had he cum? I didn't feel anything. He didn't moan like he was cumming. - - - Then I felt his mouth and tongue on my battered hole. His tongue was fucking inside me! His hands grabbed the fronts of my thighs, while he buried his face in my dripping hole. "Mmmmph! Mmmmmmph! Mmmmmph!" he grunted, as he tried to dig deeper inside to get some of the cum he'd stirred up while fucking. "Yeah, pig!" he said, briefly cumming up for air. "Fuckin' pigass full o' cum! Mmmmmph! Mmmmmph! Mmmmmph!" he was like a wildman! When he came up for air the next time, he shoved his cock back in my hole, and leaned forward so that his chest was on my back. I could feel his breath on my neck - smell the cum in his mouth - I turned my head around as far as I could, and he leaned further so that our mouths came together. I could taste the cum from my ass on his lips - big slippery gobs of it slid from his mouth to mine! Our tongues wrestled - and I felt his cock start to pulse - he was cumming inside me!!! "Mmmmmm," I moaned, our mouths still locked together. I collapsed on the mattress with him on top of me - him panting in my ear and on my neck. After he recovered, I felt him slide out of my ass, but he still laid on top of me. "You don't know who the fuck I am, do you?" he whispered in my ear. "Uh - no," I answered, starting to get nervous. I felt his weight leave me, and then I saw the lights dim up in the room. Shit! It was an old fuckbuddy of mine - blaine. "Fuck, man!" I said, surprised at who had just plowed my hole. "I didn't think you ever topped!" I went on. blaine and i had played together - but always as two bottoms who needed their holes filled. He didn't party, because of his job, but I had no idea he could fuck like that. "When I saw you gettin' fucked by that other guy, I couldn't help it - I wanted to see what your ass was like," he grinned. "But, I knew if you knew it was me, we'd never be able to do it - probably just sit and giggle..." he laughed. "Hell, man! You can fuck me like that anytime you want!" I grinned back, flipping over and digging my fingers in my hole to get some of his cum.

The more that James drilled my ass, the less interested I was in fucking Rob. Eventually, I lost my erection, and slid out of Rob's juicy hole. I was also needing a little "pick me up," so I leaned back and whispered to James, "Just stay here and play with his hole a little." I went over to the mattress and retrieved the glass pipe and torch and came back to the sling. There were a couple of guys standing in the doorway, but James' broad shoulders shielded Rob's mouth from view. The pipe still had quite a bit of "T" solidified in the bottom of the bowl. I heated it up over Rob's chest, and then held it for him while he took a deep drag off the pipe. Then, I walked over to the dark corner of the jail cell and did a hit myself. All that the guys in the doorway could see were puffs of thick, white smoke. Ryan and Brian joined me in the corner and did hits themselves. I felt a little buzz work its way through my body, and I headed back over to the sling after stashing the pipe away. James was teasing Rob's hole with his thick, mushroom head - and Rob's jaws were grinding uncontrollably from the drugs. "You wanna fuck 'im, doncha?" I said in a low voice to James. "You wanna rip his fuckin' boihole up?" "Yeah, man - he wants it bad!" James answered, pushing the flare of his cockhead past Rob's sphincter. Rob was going crazy, now! "Fuck me, man! Please! Fuck me! Rape my fuckin' hole!" Rob chattered. "Ya want this big, black, raw dick in your hole?" James teased, pulling out and sliding the beercan thick piece against Rob's shrivelled, Tina-dick. "Yessir! Fuck me raw, sir!" Rob begged, raising up in the sling and grabbing his asscheeks to pull them apart. James pressed the cockhead against the open rosebud, and pushed forward. Slowly, inch by inch, his fat cock entered Rob's hungry hole. "Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!" Rob panted, staring into James' eyes, letting him know how much he wanted the big, black cock. The X and T were really startin' to kick in - - - plus, I was feelin' a little dizzy - probably from lack of water. I pushed past the guys in the doorway, and headed straight for the drinking fountain. The cool air in the hallway and the cold water made me feel better. Since the shower was right around the corner, I headed that way for a quick rinse off. It felt good to get clean again - even as much as I enjoy being a sleazy pig! On the way back, I stopped at the drinking fountain for more water. Now that I was thinking clearly again, I decided to go back to the room and grab the water bottles for refilling. The clock by the stairs read 2 AM - I had four hours left! On the way back, I checked out the open doors, letting the guys get a good look at the spun pig that was trolling the halls. And before going back to the dungeon room, I stopped in my room and grabbed the bag of "T" that I'd been using and my titclamps. I was in hyperchemfuckdrive now! All of the guys were thankful for the bottled water, and we all took a little break to catch our breath. After finishing a cigarette, I wet my index finger, dipped it in the bag of "T" and raised my leg for a booty bump. I trusted the guys sitting on the bed, and I frankly didn't care if anybody saw me from the hallway. If they recognized what I was doing, they were probably cool with it. If they didn't know, they probably figured I was just fingering my hole. Then I passed the bag around for anyone else who wanted to parTake. As I enjoyed the burn from the bump, I reached for the japclamps and clamped them deep on my tits. The "X" had made my nipples (and the rest of my body) electric, and the pressure from the clamps sent pulses to my butt. James must have noticed a change in my demeanor, 'cause he slid toward me on the mattress and positioned himself so that he was sitting between my legs. His legs were under my knees and his calves were on either side of my hips. I just stared into his eyes, clicking my jaws and fingering my ass. He gave me a sexy grin, seeming to read my mind. His right hand pressed apart my buttcheeks, and I felt his thick thumb press into my used hole. As big and rough as he looked, James was surprisingly gentle and sensual when it came to sex. Not to say he couldn't amp up the energy, but he watched my every reaction as he worked my sensitive ass. The more I ground my ass toward him, the more aggressive he became. I could tell he was getting off on it too, because his cock looked like it was about to split out of its shiny, black skin. Every few minutes, he would remove his fingers from my ass and smear the lube on his meat, making it glisten even more in the dim light. Between the drugs and the expert handling of James, I lost track of what the others were doing - I mean I was aware of other people in the room, but the two of us were in our own little fuckscene. James had four fingers in me now - and I wanted to feel his fat cock. I arched my back, raising my butt off the mattress, and inched closer to him. His hand pulled out of my stretched hole, and I could here the slurping sound of him lubing his fuckpipe. I inched a little closer until I could feel the blunt head against my swollen asslips. "Yeah, baby...." James hissed. He held his dick in position, while I slowly slid toward him, my hole swallowing the bloated tool, inch, by thick, black inch. I was now cradled in his lap, completely impaled, and completely full!!! I pushed myself up with my hands until my lips were at his mouth - turned my head, and dug my tongue into his mouth for a deep, sensual kiss. His big arms reached around my back, and pulled me to him, completing the joining of our two bodies. As we kissed, I ground my ass in circles, enjoying the feel of his XXXtra thick meat widening my cumdump. In this mostly upright position, the chain from the titclamps was tugging down on my nipples, sending even more electrical sensations through my drugged body. I pulled back from the kiss, looked him in the eye, and said, "FUCK! Take my fuckin' hole, man! It's all yours, man! Take it!" James' lips kind of curled in a snear, as he laid me down on my back, his cock still firmly planted in my hole. He was surprisingly agile for such a big man, and he managed to reposition his legs so that he was now on his knees with my legs on his broad shoulders. "You like that raw dick up your hole, pig?" he said as more of a statement, than a question. "Yessir!" I responded. "Fuckin' bathhouse whore! How many cocks been up that hole tonight?" he said, pulling partway out, and then slamming back in me. "I dunno - ten - - - fifteen, maybe," I answered. "They all dump loads?" he growled, corkscrewing the massive cock around in my loose fuckchute. "Just six or seven," I panted, not really wanting to talk - just wanting to have him pound the shit out of my hole. "Fuckin' tweaker hole, huh? Like gettin' fucked up on Tina so's you can take big dick like this," he grunted, as he picked up his fucking pace. "Uh-huh," I grunted back. He let one leg slide off his shoulder, but kept the one closest to the wall elevated. I'm sure it was easier on him, but it also gave the small crowd that had gathered a better view of my ass getting reamed by the thick, veiny, fucktool. Each thrust that he gave felt like a jackhammer through my body. Each slap of his thighs on my sweaty buttcheeks reverberated in the dark room - and I could hear the carnal sounds of my other party fuckbuds as they wallowed in their own chemsex fuckscene. James slowed his fucking until he was almost still. I looked up and saw he was holding up his index finger. Even though the light was dim, I could see that it was covered in white powder. He had found my baggy of "T" somewhere on the bed!!! He gave me a look, as if to ask if it was okay. I smiled back, and mouthed the words, "F-U-C-K Y-E-A-H!" He pulled his cock out, and I felt the tingle - - - then the burn - - - as the "T" was deposited deep in my ass. He massaged it in good, trying to make sure that I got the maximum impact. And when he pulled his finger out, he slipped it in his mouth and wiped it along his gumline. "MMMMMmmmmmmmmmm...." came the guttural response. (I hadn't been sure if James partied at all, or whether he just like fucking guys who did.) The 'audience' had disbanded for now, so I reached around and grabbed my pipe. "You smoke?" I asked, holding it up for him to see. "Hell, yeah!" he grinned. "Thought you'd never ask." I wasn't sure how much was left in the bowl, but I figured there was at least enough for one more hit. He took the pipe and torch, and heated the bowl like a pro. A nice thick, white cloud filled the tube as he cleared his lungs and started to suck it in. He held it in for what seemed like an eternity, before leaning forward and shotgunning the smoke down my throat. James' fucking had really gotten my ass hungry, so I hoped he wasn't getting tired. To my delight, he started playing with my hole again. Two - then three - then four fingers went in. He didn't take as much time now - - - and I was lovin' it! He leaned forward and whispered loudly, "Brent told me you like havin' your whore ass fisted. That right, pig?" "Unnggh - huh!" was all I could get out, as I rocked back and forth on his hand. "You like a man's hand up your butt, pig?" he teased. I nodded, leaning back and locking my knees under my elbows so I could pull my legs back. He reached for the bottle of J-lube and squeezed some into his cupped hand, allowing it to flow into my gaping hole. It was still warm from when I'd mixed it earlier. I took a deep breath, trying to relax a bit, and get ready for a big stretch. James rotated his hand slowly, feeling where bone met muscle, and gauging the best hand position to enter my ass. I felt a hand grab my left ankle, relieving me from holding it up - - - it was Brent. "Grab his leg, man," Brent ordered, pulling in a guy who had just been standing next to the mattress and watching. I was thankful for the help - it allowed me to relax a little more, and focus on my hole. James was having trouble getting past the third knuckle, so I held up my hands, wrapping one around the other, and showed him how to force his hand to collapse. I took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly - - - he was in!!! "Fuck!" I heard the stranger holding my right leg say, his eyes staring at James' wrist buried in my fuckslot. I held my arms above my head and stretched, enjoying the incredible fullness in my ass. I could feel James turning his hand inside me, feeling my insides, rubbing my prostate. A little piss leaked out of my cock everytime he pressed deeper. The warm fluid felt good on my abs - ran between my flexed pecs. "You like that, man?" I asked the stranger holding my right ankle. Still staring, he nodded. "You ever seen a man put his hand in another dude's ass?" I continued, enjoying showing off for this newbie. "Nah, man," he answered. " 's fuckin' hot!" "Damn, right!" I kept on. "Takes a REAL man t' take a fist!" Not only was I enjoying the sensation of James' fist in me, but I was gettin' off on the exhibition of my stretched hole. Two more guys had come in the room, and were checking out the action in the sling and the jail cell. I had no idea who was getting fucked, but I could hear the sounds of skin slapping skin, and mouths slurping on cock, all around me. James squirted a little more J-lube around his wrist and worked it in with his free fingers. He gave me a look to see if I was ready for him to pull out. I nodded. Took a deep breath - then exhaled as he started withdrawing his hand. He stopped at the knuckles, and slid back in. Then repeated, coming out a little further, letting me get used to the width. Finally, on about the sixth try, his hand slid out, only to be replaced quickly by his left hand. "Fffuuccccccckkkkkkkkk!" I moaned, winking at him to let him know I was okay, and just performing for the 'audience.' James' hands were big, but my sphincter had finally gotten used to the size. My hole was completely open now, and I was so getting off on the piginess caused by the chems and this hot fucking stud. "Yeah! Fuck that slut with your fist, man!" Brent coached from behind me. "Fuck it so it's nice 'n' loose! Fuckin' gapin' ass, man! Fuckin' cumwhore!" Brent continued. "Now - put your dick in 'im! Fuck that loose hole!" James pulled his hand out, and shoved his cock in. After the fisting, there was no resistance. I felt like my ass was hangin' outta my butt - couldn't close it - open for anything! "Sweet!" James hissed, ramming his stiff cock into the open tube that used to be my asshole. "Like a fuckin' loose cunt, man! Lookat those lips around my cock!" A few towels were dropping from the spectators, as they stroked their hardening dicks. James looked around and found one he liked. "Hey man - come git you summa this! Fuck this tweaked whore!" he ordered a guy with a nice, uncut piece. The guy took James' place between my legs, and sank his dick in my open hole. It was no where near the size of James' cock, but I didn't care - - - as long as I was gettin' fucked by a raw dick. My ass sounded fuckin' nasty, as the guy pumped in and out of my loose hole. You could hear it slurp and fart as the air was released from my gut. The guy couldn't hold back, and within a couple of minutes, he was dumping his load inside me. "Fuckin' A, man!" he panted. "That's the loosest hole I've ever fucked!" he said, pulling out his cum dripping cock and standing up. The guy who'd been standing next to him, was now stroking his hardening cock, and looking at James for permission to fuck me. James nodded, and the next guy took his place. At this point, I lost track of how many cocks fucked me, and how many loads I took. All I know was that I was getting fucked - or fisted - or booty-bumped for the next several hours! I found out later, that Brent had texted some more of his poz buddies to come down to the baths and 'fuck the tweaked guys in the dungeon room.' Between me and Ryan, we managed to keep the bumps moving around the room, and we all got our share of raw cock and poz cum. Around 5:30 am, the room had emptied out, and we all agreed that it was time to clean up and go home. I peeled off the leather jock and slid into my well-worn 501s without showering. The cockring and ball stretcher gave me an ample basket, even though my dick was shriveled to nothing - - - and the X and T was still making my skin tingle all over. I pulled on a black, ribbed tank over my sore tits, and enjoyed the sensation of the tight cotton on my chest. Still fuckin' charged for sex!!! I'm sure I looked like hell walking out into the daylight at 6 am, as a few guys were stopping by the baths on there way to work. I was tempted to stay - - - but I got in my car and drove home. When I got out of the car, my jeans were soaked with cum that had oozed out of my used fuckhole. I laid out by th epool and fucked myself with dildoes the rest of the day, until the T started to work itself out of my system, and I was finally able to cum. Fuck! I wish I could do that every week!