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I was headed to a conference for a week for my law firm. It was a this senior partner I hadn’t met . I had missed a connecting flight and had been late getting in. It was after 9 when I finally got to the hotel. Finally got to my room and swiped the key card dragging my carry on with me. Walking in was a normal set up short hallway bathroom and then two beds. Communicating door and all that. Dragged the suitcase to the far bed and flopped it down on it and popped it open. I was just about to start hanging my suits when there was a knock at the door. I went and opened it and no one was there, when I turned around I hear the knock again and realized it was coming from the communicating door , I went over and opened it puzzled . Standing in the door way was a beefy daddy in just some tight white briefs, and socks holding a glass of scotch. His pecs where amazing and covered in hair with his nipples just poking through. He had that dad bod where the stomach is flat but firm and his biceps were like grapefruit. He held out his giant hand and as I shook it he said… “ Hey I’m Mark the senior partner you will be working with. I had the front desk make sure to let me know when you checked in so I could go over some of the plans for the week. When you’re ready come on through and we can talk about the general itinerary and what not” With that he turned around and when over and laid down in the bed and went back to sipping his scotch and watching a hockey game on the tv. With no other instructions I turned back around and set about getting things sorted. Since he seemed to be super causal I changed into my usual night gear of a tank and mesh shorts, I was wearing a jock that day and kept it on instead of free balling to make sure I wouldn’t be to vulgar with a man that could make my career. I grabbed my tablet and head back over to his room knocking on the door frame I walked into the room and couldn’t not help looking at him stretched out on the bed. One hand behind his head his dense pit and muscular bicep facing me and making my mouth dry. I cleared my throat and he looked over. “ drag a chair over and lets go over the schedule so we can make sure to cover different lectures and just compare notes at the end of day. No reason we get bored through the same talks.” His voice was a deep rumbling baritone and fuck he look amazing. Walking over to the in room table I grabbed a chair next to the bed and sat done. I coudln't help noticing him looking at me, when I made eye contact he just smirked and sat up straight. This close I could smell him a mix of a woody cologne and a hint of stale sweat and scotch. The next 20 mins pass in a blur as we go over the boring minutia of the week, all the time glad I kept a jock on as I was starting to chub up. I would definitely need to get on scruff after this and find a cock to fuck me or at least that I could suck off. Fuck this guy had me so horny. We wrapped up and I walked the chair back to the table. As I was making my way back to my room I heard him clear his throat. “ Mind topping me off? I just don’t feel like getting up” he held his empty glass up to me. “ Sure not a problem sir” fuck did I just call him sir…it slipped out without me even knowing it. I flushed and reached out taking the glass from him and walking to the en suite fridge and added some ice and a good 2 fingers of scotch. Walking back I passed him the glass, as he reached for it he looked me in the eyes and I could feel myself wanting to give in to him. I mumbled something and walked out closing my side door on the way. Once back in my room I collapse on my bed and groan in frustration. Grabbing my phone I opened one of my cruising apps to see if I could find some dick in the hotel for the night. I loaded Sniffies since it was easy and just there and I was excited to see that there were a bunch of hits right in the hotel. One caught my attention right away. It was this huskular black man with what looked like a good size bulge in his jock strap shot. The white jock giving an amazing contrast to his dark skin. Salt and pepper chest hair covered his dense pecs and made my mouth drool and my cock get hard. Looking over the profile it said the magic three things, top, dom , and hung. I instantly messaged him with the usual “ hey” and waited for a response. He responded pretty quick with a “ nice pic boi, that ass looking for some attention?” “ Yes sir, just got in and horny as hell and could use a Daddy to work my hole” “ Sounds good. Any limits?” “Just the usual and what not “ “ Good that gives me a lot of wiggle room. Get prepped and and come to room 720” Perfect that was only one floor up . I quickly responded that I would be there in 15 and when to do a finally freshen and clean out. Since they were already out I jus through on my outfit from before minus the jock , grabbed my room card and headed up the one flight of stairs. Walking up the steps I was having the usual nervousness and horny that comes from a fun random hookup. Reaching the door I knocked and the door swung open a bit so I entered slowly. A deep voice spoke out from the room “ is that my fuck hole for the night?” “ yes SIR” “ Good come on in and strip slut let me see what I got” Walking into the room it mirrored the senior partner's just down stairs with the one bed and table. The guy from Sniffies was sitting in the chair in just that white jock the bulge even more pronounced. On the table next to him was a lit cigar and scotch . Once I was naked Sit ordered me to kneel and crawl over to him. Ive always been on the sub side and fell into the role with easy bring my face right next to his crotch. His hand came down and stroked my head, “ good boi , I like it when they follow directions from the start. Not take that cock out and start worshiping that big dick you fucking whore.” Leaning forward I started lick and mouth the bulge. SMACK “ I said take it out and suck it you fucking dumb ass faggot” Startled I was not used to such direct and rough treatment. Tentatively I reach up and started to pull the jock down. Sir lifted and rearranged himself with his ass hanging off and that giant, and now that I saw it, uncut cock hanging off the edge. Taking the head in my mouth I ran my tongue under the thick foreskin licking around the head tasting the precum that had built up. Slowly it got larger and thicker until the hood pulled all the way back and look to be about 10 x 6 , definitely the biggest cock I had seen. I started trying to take I all in my spit slicking the tool making it shine. “ Come on and deep throat that cock you fucking bitch make me feel that throat. “ I kept trying to push further but kept gagging. Sir was getting displeased and suddenly stood up causing his cock to crash to the back of my throat as well as throwing me back and landing on my ass. I started coughing and was out of breath when I felt his arms lift me up and throw me onto the bed. “ Well since you can’t suck a dick but lets see how that ass feels because one way or another this load is going in you.” I started to panic a bit since I didn’t get fucked often and always safe. That is one of the reasons I had been reluctant to get on Prep. Figured since I didn’t hook up often it wasn’t worth the side effects. Turning my head I asked if he had any condoms. He looked at me with a feral glint in his eye and said “ yup I have some but lets get you warmed up first OK baby boy” The change to sweet through me but made me feel safer and less worried about what was about to happen. His strong hands grabbed my legs and flipped me over my hairy ass pointed right to him. He went over to the bed stand and grabbed two small bottles. One he threw to me the other he kept himself. He squatted down next to the bed and stared me right in the eyes and said in his deep voice “ Come baby boy grab that bottle and do as Daddy does ok sweetie” I nodded dumbly and grabbed the bottle. I had only done poppers once before and it was very memorable. Once the bottle was opened I look over and Daddy was staring me down. He place the bottle to his nose and took a deep inhale and then held it. Startle and feel stupid I followed suit. The poppers smelled different then the ones I had tried before. As I held the hit Daddy stroked my hair and told me I was good for following directions and to do that again. I took another deep inhale and held it again. “Once more baby and this time hold it until I tell you” Taking the biggest hit yet I held it in and felt Daddy moving around behind me. “ Exhale bitch” I let my breath out and as I did I felt his mouth attack my hole. The moan escaped my lips before I knew it my ass started to raise and meeting his thick tongue as it devoured my hole. Long swipes of his tongue licking from my balls all the way up my crack causing me to writhe and squirm. “ Again boy” Once more I took a deep hit and exhaled. SMACK “ Did I tell you to exhale that you fucking bottom slut” “ NO SIR!” I yelped “ Again and hold until I tell you” Taking another hit so soon my mind started to spin and Daddy went back to attacking my hole . He started fingering it opening me up. His spit slicking the way. He hit my prostate and I let out a long moan “ Yes Daddy that’s it work my hole open and fuck my boy hole” “ This isn’t a hole son this is a boy pussy and daddy is gonna treat you right had have you begging for his fuck stick. You want that boy” “ Yes please fuck my hole daddy” I felt him squirt some lube on my hole and stat working more fingers into it. His rough hands and aggressiveness made it feel like my hole was on fire. More lube and more of that burning sensation making my hole quiver and need more. I wanted more in me and I wanted it now. I raised my ass up and started fucking myself on the invading fingers. Moaning like a whore in heat I started babbling “ Please daddy I need some cock in my hole please fuck me with that big fucking cock!” My voice was louder than I meant but at that point all that matters was getting more in my ass and I needed that fucking cock. “ How much do you want this dick son? Show Daddy you are ready and get some more of those poppers in you so I can fuck you proper” Without thinking I started taking hits. Once I hit 4 hits I felt his cock being placed at my hole. I felt it twitch and swear I felt some precum leak out “ “ You want this dick son you will need to work it into yourself . Now push back that hairy ass and show me you want this fucking cock” My head was spinning and my hole was all I could think about as iI raised myself up and started to lean back. The blunt head was pushing hard and hard against my lubed up hole but it wasn’t going in. Grabbing the bottle one more time I breathed in for 15 seconds and held it ………exhaling when I hit 30 seconds and leaned back. The head popped in my hole and I moaned in pain and pleasure , stretched to my limit. I paused for a second to let myself adjust. That was when I felt Daddy grabbed my hips and in one push bury the rest of his dick in my hole. I quickly buried my face in a pillow to muffle my scream as I could feel my hole burn and ache from the sudden invasion. I was sure something had ripped. “ You were taking to long bitch I want to bust this dirty nut and get to sleep. Now shut the fuck up and hit those poppers until Daddy is done” Tears streamed down my face as he pummeled my hole. I kept hitting the poppers hoping for some help and after awhile it seems to work. My ass loosened and I started to feel a warmth spread form my hole. “ Fuck yes I knew you would get there , fucking cum-dump trash bottom. Take this nasty dick and beg me for more” “ Please Daddy fuck my worthless hole. Make it a proper hole for use and break me .” Suddenly he grabbed me and flipped me over. Pressing my knees to my chest. He grabbed my face and made me stare right at him as he rutted my hole. Sweat was dripping off his body covering me in his scent. “ Open your mouth slut” Instinctively I open and received a big wad of spit right in my face. Daddy’s hand reached up smearing it all over before shoving his fingers in my mouth. Rearing back he used my jaw and an anchor point slamming fucking me. By this point it felt like the lube had dried up and the friction was stating to cause me pain. I begged Daddy for more lube but he just sneered at me saying my only extra lube would be his cum deep in my ass. This made it finally sink in that he was in me raw and panic set in. Just as I opened my mouth to protest Daddy picked up the paste driving all words out of my mouth and cause my eyes to roll back in my head. Daddy threw his dirty jock over my face and I smelled the poppers soaked into it. The fumes constantly delivered to my head made me forget myself and I started babbling the first thing that came to my mind. “ fuck me Daddy please fuck me pound my boy hole and make it a proper pussy wreck me daddy gimme that come pleasepleasepleasefuckmypopperedupwhorelsutholeandgivementhatcum” With a giant roar Daddy bottomed completely out in my hole his cock getting even thicker I thought it would split me in two as I felt hot com blast my insides. At the same time my ass started to quake and quiver, my hole over stimulated caused an internal orgasm as my cock dribbled cum without a regular orgasm. As I was coming down Daddy lifted my exhausted body up and buried my face in his hairy sweaty pit. Instinctively my tongue went out licking up the scent and sweat. He then shoved me under the other one before ordering me down to clean his cock. Still coming off the popper overdose I dove on his now soft cock. The idea of doing ass to mouth always repulsed me but fuck those poppers must have been strong. Tasting my ass and his cum hit me hard and it seemed like it made me horny all over again. Once he was clean he leaned back and ordered me to get dressed and get the fuck out . Gathering my clothes I quickly got dressed and slunk back to my room. Feeling ashamed as well as his load leaking down my leg. When I got back I stripped and collapsed in bed totally spent and exhausted leaving on only my jock that was now absorbing the cum. Before I fell all the way asleep I reach back and felt my hole. It was still loose and I could easy slide 3 fingers in. Bringing them to my mouth I sucked the strangers cum into my mouth and passed out.

I spent the whole next week praying. What had happened was sinful, but I don’t think it was on purpose. Matty had been just looking out for me, it was my own weakness that made it sexual. I owed him an apology, but I was horrified by what I had done, and he didn’t bring it up. So, I spent the next week just training my ass off, reading my bible, and trying to learn my new routine. Practice was grueling, we had a morning session which was laps and gym, and then an afternoon session where we handled drills and scrimmages. By the end of the day, I was exhausted and limped back to my room and get some homework done if I was lucky. I was rarely lucky. Our first match was that Friday, I wasn’t starting but I felt like I was. We were up against Biola, a private Christian university from the area and we were expecting to win. The day of the match everyone was quiet, there was no cross-talk or joking around, they were deadly serious. The first half was a disaster, they came out of nowhere with an intensity the training films hadn’t shown. They quickly took the lead, and we spent the whole time on our back foot. Dane was pissed but he was holding it in pretty well. The coach looked around and one of the guys had hurt his ankle during the last pass, he looked over at me, “Maxwell, you’re in for Parker.” I nodded as my stomach soured, shit this was for real now. Matty sat down next to me, “You got this big guy, just focus and remember the drills.” I nodded as I closed my eyes and prayed. We went out and it was like night and day, Dane and I slipped into a rhythm, and by the third quarter, we had caught up! An energy took the team over, and we ended up rolling over them like they weren’t even there. After the game the locker room was wild, the guys crowded around me, slapping my ass, a few hugs, it was amazing. “People!” Dane said walking up and putting his arm around my shoulder, “We have only one thing to thank for our victory, a talisman, a true source of power…” I was about to thank him when he grabbed the front of my speedo and squeezed. “All hail our donkey totem!” My mouth opened in shock as everyone cheered and then walked up to do the same. I stood there in shock as a dozen jocks grabbed my junk and shook it, all giving thanks to my rapidly inflating dick. “Welcome to the team stud,” Dane said ruffling my hair, “You did great!” And just like that a new tradition had been born. Every game after that it became normal for the guys to pat my thing before we went out to play, some it was a quick tap, some really squeezed it…no matter what, it was what we did now, and I had little choice but to play along. I was the new guy, and they were welcoming me as one of them, what else could I do? The problem as…my hair was growing. It was a month, and I could see it starting to grow back…and I started to panic. I couldn’t risk losing my faith again so I went out and bought some shaving cream and a razor and did the best I could in my room. I could already tell it was a bad job, I couldn’t get places and I couldn’t see, but I did my best and hoped no one would notice. They noticed. “What the what?” Dane said that Tuesday, looking at me as I changed out, “Matty did that to you?” I looked down and shook my head, “Um, no I did.” He rolled his eyes, “Get Matty to clean that up tonight.” “I can…” He gave me a stare, “Donkey, get Matty.” And that was that. I walked over to the coach’s area and found him, “Hey Matty.” He glanced down and then back to my face and chuckled, “Your room tonight?” I felt my face grow red as I nodded. “Sweet, I’ll bring the supplies.” I walked away horrified, God what if I lost control again? That night there was a knock on my dorm room and there was Matty with a grocery bag full of stuff, “I come bearing gifts.” “Thanks, man,” I said, ushering him in before anyone could see him. “So…you don’t drink right?” he asked. I shook my head, “Only wine at communion.” He rolled his eyes, “More for me then, hey one of the boosters made us brownies…try one.” I took a plastic container of chocolate brownies, they looked delicious. I took one and ate it in two bites, it was so good! It had an earthy taste I couldn’t place but it was damn good, and I hadn’t eaten sweets since the season started. I handed them back and Matty shook his head, “Have another, I’ll have one later.” I took another and savored the taste as he set up his stuff. “Ok, strip down, and let’s put a towel down on your bed,” he said. I nodded as I stripped and still ate, “Thanks for this…” I said as he laid a towel down on my bed for me to lay on. “Hey man, it’s my job, next time just come to me, don’t fuck it up like this ok?” I nodded, feeling like an idiot as I lay down on my stomach. He moved my legs apart and I felt him cover my thighs with shaving cream and I shivered. God, why did it have to feel so good? I just know this is a sin in some way, it has to be. He made sure he had it all covered before he slowly started to shave. As he worked I felt myself relax, all of my worries seemed to be just slipping away…it felt amazing! “Nice and easy,” he said, moving the razor over my cheeks…oh no I was getting hard again! “Ok, turn over,” he said, and I paused. “Come on big guy…not like I haven’t seen it already.” Slowly I rolled over, my thing was rock hard…I was so embarrassed. “Whoa there!” he laughed, “Gonna take someone’s eye out with that!” “I’m so sorry…” I said and he shook his head. “Dude, it’s all good,” he grabbed it by my base, and I gasped, “Never be ashamed of this.” I looked down and was about to ask him what he was doing when I saw him lathering up my pubes, “W-what are you doing?” “Giving you a real shave,” he said, as he started to shave, “It’s easier here away from everyone.” I nodded, feeling my thing pulse in his hand…oh gosh what was going on? “How you feeling buddy?” I closed my eyes, “Gooooddd…” I said, feeling my head spin. He chuckled, “Yeah, brownies are good.” I nodded, not sure what he meant. He kept moving my thing left and right, making sure everything was smooth, and then let it go. I was horrified to hear it slap against my abs. He pushed my thighs apart and began on the other side, I bit my lip from moaning. He worked on my inner thighs and then grabbed another razor, “Ok…you relaxed?” I nodded, a giggle escaping my mouth. “Ok, don’t move,” and I felt him grab my balls. “Wha?” “Shh…stop moving,” he said, covering my ballsac with lather. “But…I…” “Buck, stop talking, stay still.” I closed my mouth as I felt him play with my balls…and a low moan slipped out. “Yeah,” he chuckled, “It’s ok, I got you.” I nodded, my head falling back onto the bed. I felt dizzy but in a good way, oh my gosh… “Yeah, these bad boys needed them, man, looks like a spider web down here.” “S-sorry…” I stammered. “I gotcha bud, you trust me right?” I nodded. “Good…” he lifted under and shaved the very bottom of my balls. “Oh my gosh…” I moaned, my hips bucking up. “Haha, someone likes it, hold steady bud…” he got the last of the sac and moved back, “Ok, all fours, you know the drill.” I moved over, my head felt like it was underwater. I just kept giggling, why was this so funny? I got on all fours and wiggled my ass and then laughed more. “Ok,” he said slapping my ass, “Stay still!” I stopped moving as he began to slide the razor between my crack. Another gasp as I tried to stay still, why did this feel so good? He worked for a few minutes, my mind completely spacing out, just enjoying the touch. Gosh, this was a sin for sure. I felt him wipe the skin off, “Ok, lemme inspect my work.” Nothing happened and then I felt a small breeze move against my hole. “Ooohhh…” I said, feeling it flutter open and close. “Yeah, looks good…need to really check ok?” I nodded, feeling like I was falling even though I wasn’t. “Let’s try the taste test…” I was about to ask what he meant when I felt something warm push into my hole. “OH FUCK!” I screamed as I felt his tongue slip into my little jock, hole, “What…wait…” Oh my gosh…his tongue was in me…oh…fuck…why did it…shit… My arms collapsed and I laid my head on the bed, my ass straight up. I felt his hands push my cheeks apart as he went deeper and deeper…I was panting as I felt my body react to his touch… “Sin…” I slurred but he pushed further causing me to moan louder. Oh my god, what was he doing? His tongue was moving around, making me feel things…bad things…oh my gosh…why was I pushing back…why did I want more? He kept moving in and out of me and I was slowly losing my mind. It took me a second to realize I was rocking back into his thrusts, oh god I was doing this myself…no…I’m not a sinner… Finally, his tongue slid out and I collapsed on the bed, panting like a dog in heat. He rolled me over and my hard cock bobbed about as he laid me down on my back. He looked down at me and I saw he had taken his shirt off, he was in good shape! He was tanned too, he looked really fit… “How you feeling?” I asked. “Good…” I answered truthfully, “But…” “Shhh,” he said leaning down and putting his mouth over my cock. My eyes rolled back as I got my first blow job…from a guy no less! My hands went over my head as I tried to resist but just felt myself giving into the pleasure. My hips bucked up, pushing my dick farther into his mouth, oh god what was I doing? His hands moved to my nipples as he sucked on my log and I felt my body just melt under him, my mind was so foggy…I moaned like some kind of Jezebel as I felt him grab the base of my cock and worked the top. It was like nothing I had ever felt before, why oh why hadn’t I done this before? He licked up and down my shaft, causing me to whimper with each inch. Oh my god, this was the best…he was making me babble as I felt my reservations just burn away under this lust… He pushed my thighs apart and began to suck on my balls, “OHMYGOSH!” I screamed as he rolled one around in his mouth. My legs spread wider as I let him do whatever he wanted, I knew it was wrong, I was sinning…but oh my god why did it feel so good? He worked them both over for minutes, making me cry with pleasure as I fell deeper and deeper under his spell. He finally spit them out, leaving me panting, looking at him with confusion as to why he stopped. “So good right?” I nodded. He undid his pants and dropped his jeans and climbed back onto the bed, “Come on then,” he said, holding his hard dick, “Your turn.” He moved towards my head, and I freaked, he saw my panic and smiled, “Come on big guy,” he said grabbing my shaft and stroking, “Fair is fair…isn’t that the Christian way?” I moaned as he jerked me off and he took the moment to push the head of his dick into my mouth. I froze as he slowly pushed into me, his hands moving faster causing me to groan around his hard cock. “That’s it, cover your teeth…more tongue…come on Buck…faster.” His words melted into my brain and as he jerked me off I did as he said, slowly I was being taught how to suck a man’s cock…what was wrong with me? I don’t know how long I did this before I felt his mouth on my dick and I just lost it. It was like I was sucking my own cock, the two of our mouths moving in unison, my hands moved to his ass as I guided his cock into my mouth. He thrust into me as he serviced my cock like a champ. God, why was I into this? This was bad, this was sin… GOD THIS WAS INCREDIBLE. I began to lick his shaft, doing my best to do the things to him he was doing to me. Oh god, I was getting close…I could feel it. His hand moved between my legs, and I felt his finger tickle at my hole. I tried to clench it shut but couldn’t his mouth was making my cock throb and each time it did his finger slipped in further and further… Oh god…he was in me! I could feel him touching me up in there, my ass itched…my cock was so hard…why…oh Jesus why… He stabbed up and I felt him push against something that made me explode. I began to shoot into his mouth, what felt like gallons as he kept stabbing at the spot, making flashes of light explode in my eyesight. He choked a little as I flooded his mouth, my dick not stopping for a second. It was insane, I felt like I would never stop cumming! My whole body shook as I came over and over… Finally, he came off my cock, pulling his dick out of my mouth. I collapsed into the bed, and he moved over me, straddling my chest. “Open,” he said. I opened my mouth and he pushed into my mouth and began to face fuck me savagely. I held on this his tight ass for dear life as he pushed into me over and over. I felt his cock head hit the back of my throat and gagged a little, but he didn’t stop. “Yeah, take that cock…come on altar boy…take my cock!” His words burned but I was so turned on…what was wrong with me? "Yeah, take it…take it all…” My eyes watered as he used my mouth as a hole…his dick sliding up and down my tongue…his precum staining my taste buds. “Yeah…gonna cum…take my load…fucking drink my load…” His cock throbbed and then cum flooded my mouth. I tasted sperm for the first time in my life and was horrified to find it didn’t taste that bad. I had to swallow all of it, his cock was shoved all the way in, twitching as he unloaded every drop of his cum down my throat. When he was done, he pulled his cock out, my own spit and his cum dripping onto my face. “Tongue,” he said, and I stuck my tongue out as he cleaned his cock off, “Good boy.” I smiled. “You tired?” I nodded, feeling exhausted. He leaned down, “Go to sleep,” and he kissed me. I felt his tongue slip into my mouth, and I felt myself kiss him back, my arms moving around him as we made out. He laid on top of me as I just went with it, the heat of his body against mine turning me on all over again. But as we kissed, I felt myself slip away as sleep overtook me. Dreams of sucking cock dancing through my head.

They say God makes no mistakes, and that everything is part of His plan. If anyone doubted that statement, they would have to look no further than Lucas Maxwell as proof. Lucas, or Buck to his friends, had a body that was obviously made by God. If not God himself then someone God-adjacent for rarely does one find such perfection in the male form as they did with Buck. At 18 he stood 6’3” in bare feet, 189 with 5.3% body fat, lean, smooth, cut muscle that was covered with unblemished skin tanned by hours and hours of swimming under a Kansas sun. Though born to a farmer, Buck had taken to water as if he were part fish at a young age. His strong form and endless energy had slowly transformed the boy from a large, midwestern bull to a lean, dangerous creature in the water. He had joined the high school water polo team as a freshman and was made varsity that same year. Since then, he has broken record after record with points scored, passes made and sprints won across the state. His blond hair, blue-eyed face adorned banners in the crowd as people cheered the Bishop Carroll Catholic Eagles on to win after win his senior year, his name being yelled loudest by the female fans. He was a looker alright and everyone, but Buck seemed to know it. Buck’s parents were devoutly religious folks and had raised the boy to not care about things carnal and to devote his life to being the best person he could be. Sure, he liked girls, even had a steady one. He wore her promise ring and had made out with her night after night in the back of his pickup truck looking up at the moon. They had talked about getting married and finally being able to have sex, he was hoping for a scholarship to Pepperdine or Gannon, both great faith-based colleges and she could move closer and be his wife. God willing of course. As God would have it though, Buck was destined for much more than he expected when UCLA came calling and offered him a free ride to one the best water polo programs in the world. The offer was far beyond what he and his parents had expected, and they had little choice but to accept. They thanked God and the church had a huge sending-off party for him. His girl would have to wait for him, there was simply no way for her to afford California and he was going to be pretty busy with the team. He felt dizzy when he walked off the plane at LAX, the sheer amount of people rushing by the concourse was more than he had seen in one place ever! He found a guy with a cardboard sign that said his name standing there looking around. “Hey!” he said walking over, “I reckon that’s me.” The guy looked Buck’s age, maybe a little younger, he was skinny but in a toned way, like you could tell there were some muscles under the baggy clothes. His hair was wild, darkish blond with streaks of gold in it…he looked like a surfer guy dressing up in normal clothes. He looked up and down at Lucas, taking the whole sight in, “You’re Lucas Maxwell?” he asked awe in his voice. “One and only, my friends call me Buck.” He held out a paw of a hand the surfer took it, “Matty, I’m one of the equipment managers for the team. They had me come and make sure you didn’t get lost…you play Wopo?” Buck nodded and smiled, “I hope so or they’re gonna ship me back.” Matty chuckled, “Ok then,” he looked him up and down again, “Wow…alright, let’s go find your stuff.” Buck followed behind him, eager to start his new life. BUCK Los Angels is a big ass place! I mean I know that makes me sound like some kind of yokel but shucks, there are too many darned people here. If this Matty guy wasn’t here I would have most likely wandered off and fell into a well or something. I mean everyone walked so fast, they talked like they were in an auction, and once we got into his car things went nuts! The freeway was just a bunch of loops and he drove like he was on fire! Everyone was just zooming by, and I held on to my John Deere cap for all I had, pretty sure I was about to meet my maker sooner than later. Matty thought it was funny the way I held on to the handle as we screamed through yellow lights, I really thought I was gonna piss my undies there for a moment. We screeched to a halt in front of the swim center, my stomach doing backflips as we came to a stop. “And here,” he said with a huge smile. I glanced over at him, eyes wide, “Were we being chased?” He laughed and got out, “Come on, let’s meet the team.” The place was huge, the pool itself was amazing, there were a dozen guys, all in perfect shape walking around the place, diving, swimming, just being. They were all in Speedos, something we didn’t wear back home. “Um, are those mandatory?” I asked Matty as we walked by. “What?” he looked, trying to see what I was talking about. I glanced at one of the Speedos and he laughed, “You mean the banana hammock? Yeah, don’t stress the team provides them.” That’s not what I was worried about. I was introduced to the coach; he wasn’t as old as my dad and looked like he was a world-class swimmer as well. He explained the program to me, but I wasn’t paying all that much attention, all I could see was the fact that he was wearing a Speedo as he talked, I felt myself get more and more concerned. “Anyways, I’m sure you’re beat. Matty, we put him in the freshman dorm, you wanna get him settled?” Matty nodded, “We have a whole dorm to ourselves, we have a room for freshmen, you’re the only one so you got it solo for the semester!” “On nice,” I said, dreading the eventual conversation that was coming. It was a nice room, for one person it was roomy, with plenty of space. I put my stuff down and looked around, this would do just fine I reckoned. “So, what do you do for fun?” Matty asked as I started to put my clothes away, “Tip cows? Chew tobacco? Chase sheep?” “You forgot marrying my sister and moonshine,” I joked. He nodded, “My bad, I was going for the classics.” “Me and my friends we hung out at the DQ, go shooting, the county fair was always fun…you know normal stuff.” He laughed, “Nothing you just said sounds normal…but it’s all good. We’ll teach you how to party West Coast style.” I raised an eyebrow, “And what does that include?” He started counting off on his fingers, “Drinking, sex, surfing, you know the holy trinity.” I must have made a face cause he backtracked, “Oh sorry, you’re a religious guy?” I nodded and showed him my crucifix, “Born again.” He nodded, “Cool, cool. I worship at the feet of Huey, God of surfing and no other. So, respect.” I wanted to point out there was only one God, but I think he was joking, and I just met the guy, so I shut up and kept unpacking. This was gonna take some getting used to. The next two days were nuts, getting my classes then learning my schedule, it was three days before I showed up for my first practice. And was instantly overwhelmed. One, there were triple the guys that were on my old team, so the locker room was packed. Second, they were all in such good shape! I mean I was fit but man, these guys looked like supermodels. And third, there was a pecking order, and I was on the bottom. A guy with reddish brown hair and a body that looked like it was designed by engineers to live underwater, came walking at me wearing only a Bruins blue Speedo on. He had a cocky grin that would have looked like a douchebag on anyone else, but I had to admit, he was a handsome guy, he must have a pretty steady girlfriend. “Heyseed,” he said raising a hand, “Get over here.” I was still in jeans and a T-shirt; I hadn’t been given a locker yet. “My name is Lucas,” I said putting my hand out. He just smiled, “Nope, Hayseed. I’m Dane and this is my team. You any good?” “Um…yeah?” He laughed, “Um yeah…ok. Not the confidence I was looking for, but we’ll see. Matty, what’s his locker?” Matty came jogging over, “72, that one boss.” “Go change out and let’s see what we’re working with,” he said looking me up and down, “Hopefully more than those jeans are showing.” He walked out before I could respond. “Don’t mind him, he’s paid to be a professional asshole. He’ll come around.” He showed me to my locker and there was everything laid out…and my Speedo. “So,” I said picking them up, “I have to wear these?” Matty nodded, “It’s uniform, why?” he looked down at my crotch, “You ashamed of something?” I felt my face redden as my hands covered my front automatically, “No, it’s just…we didn’t use these back home.” “Well, you’re not in Kansas anymore Toto, let me know if you need anything,” he said walking away, leaving me with a strip of cloth that was just going to be my own personal hell. I walked out into the pool area and was met with stunned looks and then an explosion of howls. “HOLY SHIT!” one of the guys screamed, “That kid is smuggling a snake!” “Whoa watch out!” one of them called out as they ducked, “You’re gonna take an eye out!” I really had thought I was over this stuff. You see, my folks liked to say I was born half fish by the way I swim, but my pals back home insisted I was half horse because of…my…well you know, my thing. It was big, I can’t deny it. It’s always been a thing but over the last year, it got bigger, a lot bigger, so much so that I took to wearing trunks when I swam to not…well to not be obscene. But here I was in a Speedo that was barely holding together and a dozen guys staring and pointing. “Well now,” Dane said walking over to me, his eyes locked on my junk, “That’s something huh?” I nodded, not sure what to say. “Ok then,” he said reaching out and grabbing it, “Pleasure to meet you, Hayseed.” I gasped as I jumped back, no one had ever touched me there before…I felt it twitch slightly as I covered myself. He laughed, “So you look fit, how do you swim?” “I can swim,” I said, sounding like a little kid. “Ok then, prove it.” And I did. I spent the next two hours showing them what I had, we did laps, scrimmaged, and finally ended up in a sprint between Dane and me. He won but not by much, I could tell by the end he was impressed enough. “Not bad Hayseed, I didn’t know they had real pools in Hicksville. You’re gonna need some work on your left side and your passing needs help but you got it. Get with Matty to take care of that ok?” He looked down and I wondered what he was talking about. “Just go show Matty, he’ll know what to do.” He walked away, ending the conversation, leaving me to wonder what the hell I had to do now, I walked in and found Matty by the coach’s office talking to one of the guys, he saw me and his eyes got wide. “Holy shit!” he said looking at my bulge, “What the fuck do they feed you in Kansas?” As always, I felt my face grow red as my hands moved in front of it, “Dane said you’d know what I need.” He was still just staring and nodding, “Yeah, I know what you need.” He didn’t elaborate so I asked, “What’s that?” His eyes met mine, “Yeah you need to shave, all of that has to go.” He was talking about the hair that used to be covered by my trunks that were exposed by the Speedo now. I shaved my legs to help with flow, but I had never gone to my pubes before. “Ok, I got 'em.” He shook his head, “Nope, we have a way here,” he said, moving towards me, “And first shave is a tradition.” “I can shave my…” I stopped as he grabbed my bugle and declared, “New meat coming though! New meat coming through!” He began to pull me through the locker room by my bulge, I was so shocked I walked a few steps before pulling back. “Don’t!” I snapped. He looked back confused but it was Dane who was in my face. “Problem rook?” “I don’t like guys touching my junk,” I said, not sure why he was involved. “Oh?” He asked, grabbing it himself, “Is that so?” “Stop,” I said and began to pull back, but he squeezed. “This is a team thing,” he said softly, “You too good for the team? Everyone else had it done…why not you?” My thing was getting hard…I never touched it unless I had to pee. Ma had said masturbating was self-harm so I left it alone…his hand was making it wake up something fast. I shook my head. “So then let Matty do what he is going to do and stop being such a bitch, got it?” I nodded. “Great,” he gave it one last squeeze and stepped back, “All yours Matty.” Matty walked up and grabbed my now hard penis through my speedos, “New meat coming through! New meat coming through!” I followed him miserably, my face feeling like it was going to burst into flames I was so embarrassed. We got to the shower area and there was a bench and some shaving equipment set up. “I’ll make this as painless as possible ok?” he said kindly and I nodded. “Ok. So, drop em and stand under a shower for a minute or so and then come back and sit down.” Taking a deep breath, I slid them off, the sound of my thing slapping against my abs sounded way too loud in my ears. I heard him gasp as I walked over to a shower, my pride and joy bobbing the whole way. “You remind me of my friend Archie,” he said as I rinsed off, “He had the same problem as you. Just too big.” “Really?’ I asked, rinsing my hair, “What did he do about it?” “Had a lot of sex.” That made me smile, “I wish,” I held up my promise ring, “I already got a gal.” “Engaged?” he asked. “Promise ring, it’s more important.” “Promise? Promise to what?” I turned the water off, “Promise to wait for each other, not to…you know…until we’re married.” His mouth dropped, “Hold up, you look like that, and have that…and you’re a virgin?” I nodded as I sat down on the bench, “Yeah, nothing wrong with that.” He looked me up and down, “Dude there is so much wrong with that. Ok, lay back on the bench, keep your legs spread, and don’t fight me.” I laid back, my heart pounding like a bass drum. I felt his hands touch between my thighs and I jumped. “Whoa there boy…” he said softly, “Relax…it’s ok…” I took a deep breath as he spread lather on my upper thighs, the feel of someone touching me there was all new and I felt my thing throb in response. “Oh…” I moaned, “This is wrong…” “Shh…” he said as he kept rubbing the lather on, “Just close your eyes…it’s ok…” I did as he said and the world went black as he stopped and I felt something hard touch my skin, “Don’t move,” he warned, and I felt him begin to shave me. The razor was cold as it slid up the inside of my thigh, but it felt good…not ticklish but…exciting. I felt gooseflesh form on my legs as he moved up beneath my balls and then stopped and went back down. “Ah…” I whimpered, feeling him nudge my nutsack. “See? Simple enough…” he said sliding up again, making my whole body shake. Oh my god…this had to be a sin! It felt so good… “Yeah, see? Doesn’t feel bad, does it?” he asked, and I shook my head. “Yeah, just lay there…it’ll be ok.” He moved to the other leg and I felt myself spread it out wider, getting into the feeling. “There you go, good boy…you got this.” The razor moved up and down and my abs were covered with…with stuff as my penis leaked like it never had before. He touched my ballsac and I gasped as he moved it aside, “Stay still…” he warned. He had a ball in his hand, oh my god…he was moving it aside so he could shave next to it but jeez… “Ok other side,” he said, grabbing the other one and a small moan slipped out of my mouth all by itself. “Yeah it’s ok bud…you got it…” He moved my balls around, making sure he got every inch of skin he could, and then patted my thighs, “Ok, turn over all fours.” I looked up at him, my thing just sticking straight up, “What?” “Need to get your ass, trust me, you’ll love it when I’m done.” I slowly got up, “I don’t need my ass done…” He nodded, “Come on man, it’s tradition.” Sighing I turned over, and got on all fours, straddling the bench. “Yeah, you’re a swimmer alright,” he said, his hands moving over my cheeks, “You got those perfect mounds of muscle that only swimming can make.” I shivered as he moved over my ass, “T-thanks…” I felt the razor move over my buns and I tried to will my thing to go down, but it was no use. In this position the head was rubbing against my eight-pack and…oh gosh it felt good…so good… I jumped when he spread my cheeks and began to shave down the middle, he was quick, and his movements were sure, but no one had ever touched me like this…my whole body was reacting, and oh…oh…it felt too good! This was a sin, I just knew it! He rinsed my crack and moved a hand between it, “Ok…hmmm…” “W-what?” I asked, afraid to look back. “Shit…hold on…I think some fell in.” “What?” “Shhh…” he snapped, and I closed my mouth, “Some of the hair fell in, if we don’t get it out now it will drive you nuts.” “Get it out?” “Face forward, mouth shut.” I did as he said, trying not to panic. “Ok…relax…don’t freak…” His finger poked at my hole, and I freaked. “NOOO!” I cried, trying to stand up but his hand pushed in my lower back and stopped me. “Chill, BUCK! Chill. Now.” I stopped struggling but my breathing was coming like I had been running a marathon. “Look bud, trust me, if it dries in there you are going to be miserable. Just chill the fuck out and let me get it now…or you will be crying all night. You trust me?” I nodded. “Then get back down and relax.” I slowly laid back down on all fours, closing my eyes. “Ok, deep breath,” he said, his finger touching my hole. I forced myself not to jump as I felt his fingertip push into me. He began to wiggle it around and my thing began to harden again, the tip smearing more stuff against my abs. “Fuck you’re tight…” he said as he forced more into me, “Little more…just a little…” Oh god! Oh god, he was in me…I could feel him start to fill me up…why was my thing so hard…oh no…. “Yeah almost,” he said, standing up behind me, “You need to relax man or I’m never gonna get it…” “I’m trying,” I whimpered, feeling my body tingle from the new sensations. “Ok, let’s try this…” His hand moved around my dick and my eyes flew open, “What?” “Shh…it’s ok…it’s ok…” he said as he slowly stroked me, “You need to relax…” Shit! His hand…I tried to pull away but all I did was force more of his finger into me, I pushed off and now I was just moving my dick in his hand! “Yeah see…you got it…” he said as I tried to find a way out of this but just continued to use his hand to jerk me off, this was wrong! “We-we can’t do this…” I panted. “Shhh, it's ok big guy, we’re just looking for a hair…nothing wrong…” “Ohhh…” I groaned as his first knuckle entered me, “Matty…” “I gotcha…I gotcha…” he said, sliding his finger slightly then pushing it back in. “OH!” I gasped as he began to slowly side it in and out of me…my leaking dick in his hand loving every second, “No…no…no…” I chanted as I felt him start to slowly side his hand over my length. “Yeah, come on big guy…we’re almost there…” he said, sliding his finger out and then replacing it with two! “OH GOD!” I cried out as my head went down to the bench, his hand speeding up on my cock. I was pushing back onto him now as I felt my weeping dick leak everywhere. I was rutting back like a pig in heat and there was nothing I could do to stop it! “Yeah, come on Buck…come on…you can do it…” I don’t know what he was talking about, but I was sliding back and forth now, shoving his two fingers into my virgin ass as his hand stroked my massive cock the whole time. Squeaks and whimpers were all I could make as I felt my swollen balls begin to tingle. “Oh lord…close…oh fuck…” I intoned. “Yeah, we almost there? We almost got it?” “So close…so close…” I panted… “Come on Buck…one…last…” He shoved his fingers all the way in, and my cock exploded. My mouth was open in a silent scream as I unloaded all over my abs. Cum dripped down on the bench as my ass spasmed around his fingers, fireworks went off in my head as I rammed his fingers deeper and deeper into me as I came. My whole brain was on fire as my cock wouldn’t stop cumming. After a minute of this, I felt my dick start to slow and he slipped his fingers out, making me gasp as they left. “And got it…” he said, slapping my ass, “See? Not so bad.” I still had my eyes closed, hunched over the bench as cum dripped from my eight-pack onto the wood below. All I could do was nod. “Ok, rinse up and you’re good,” he said collecting all the stuff, “Oh and don’t worry,” he said getting close to my ear, “Next time we can do it back in your room, so it isn’t out in the open.” I nodded and he walked away, whistling a happy tune. I slowly got up and looked at the mess on my abs and chest and walked over to the shower…feeling as guilty as all heck. As I turned on the water I began to rinse off and began to pray for forgiveness… Wait? Did he say next time? Fuck.

Driving home tonight and horny. Stop to get gas, and check the apps. There’s a guy 1/2 mile from me (on the way) who pinged me and said he’s getting off second shift at 11, and wants to be getting off. I’m so horny, I don’t even care what he looks like. I agree to meat him in an empty lot with lots of tree and bush coverage. It’s very dark. No lights. I pull up and park, tell him what my car looks like (it wasn’t necessary, there was no one else there). Pretty soon another car pulls up right next to me, and he steps out. He’s 6 foot or so, around 250. He’s muscular but not “in shape” with a bit of a trunk. Black, dreadlocks, scruffy beard. I say “Hi.” No response from him. He walks in between the two cars, reaches for my cock in my pants, satisfied that I’m not scared or the cops he immediately undoes his belt and pants and takes out his cock. It is thick. And long. He is HUNG. He had really low hanging balls, and he takes one hand and starts stroking, with the other he grabs my shoulder and turns me around. He pushes me slightly against my car, and roughly grabs my ass, and squeezes both cheeks. He moans, and deeply growls “Mmmmmm…yeah.” I turn back around, grip his cock, and start stroking gently as I get down on my knees. I come face to penis with him and inhale his scent. He’s slightly musty, as a guy from a long work day would be. I open my mouth and take his head in, running my tongue around it, as I wrap my lips lightly and slowly take him into me. He moans and this time pulls my head right to his base. I gag a little as his cock starts to grow to its full size. My mouth is very full. As he releases me, and I start to rhythmically slide up and down his shaft, I reach into my pocket to pull out a fresh bottle of poppers. The cap comes off and goes immediately to my nose. A few huffs later and I am swimming in that familiar haze of head rush and cock lust. At this point he starts talking more “Yeah, take that dick. You like that big dick in your mouth? You like that bitch?” I’m moaning yes, as I’m grabbing his balls and running my hands up and down his thighs. He’s so thick! He takes the poppers from me and starts to sniff. I use this opportunity to undo my pants, and slide them to my ankles as best I can while squatting on the ground. He’s thrusting in my mouth with the excitement, and I stand up while bent over to give him some access to my ass. He keeps holding the poppers under my nose, as I am frantically slobbering all over his cock. Up and down I slide on his shaft, as my spit is dripping down my chin and his balls. I’m getting up as much of it as I can, and rubbing it all over my hole. At this point he reaches behind me and starts to tease my spit slicked hole. I can feel his fingers start to enter me. First one, then two. He’s holding the poppers under my nose as he slowly starts to work his fingers around, swirling until he gets in me to the knuckle. At that point he opens my back door (the car, as my ass was already getting open), pulls me off his cock, turns me around, and bends me over the back seat. He spreads my cheeks and spits several times onto his cock and my ass. He then leans forward and spits into my asshole. I’m hoping he’ll run me, but stands up and I can hear the sound of him furiously stroking his sickened cock. He placed it at my hole, and as I huffed more poppers, I was so hungry for him to spread me open. He pushes in not gently, but as I slowly start to open up he’s moaning and shoving deeper. I inhale and push back. I want it all. I don’t care how much it hurts. I need to feel him past my second ring. The pain and pleasure is so intense. His cock is so rigid, but his skin so silky soft as he starts to slide back and forth inside me. He pulls out to slap his cock head on my gaping hole. I love this so much, and it makes me feel so cheap. I make my manpussy wink at him. He says “Fuck yeah!” And forces his way back in quickly. He starts to rhythmically pump his meat into me, and the feeling is getting more intense. I huff some more poppers, give him the bottle, take it back and huff some more. It’s getting faster and more brutal now. I’m being railed against the doorframe of the car, as I’m holding on to the seatbelts to brace myself to take all of him. Finally he gives one last thrust, and that’s when I feel it. He had pushed past my second ring, and I felt warmth spread all inside me. It was too much. I shot my load all over my upholstery. He shuddered and jerked a couple more times in me, while breathing out heavily. I was covered in sweat. He pulled out, and wiped his cock on my ass cheek. Then backed up and opened his car door to grab what looked like napkins to wipe his cock off. ”That was fucking amazing!” I said. He grunted at me, pulled up and fastened his jeans. “I’d love to do that again someday time,” I say. He says “Yeah, I’ll look you up.” Then gets in his car and starts it up. That’s when I saw the car seat in his rear seats. He sped off. Another satisfied “straight” man who just need to nut in another man. I started to feel his cum leak out of my hole, so I fingered it back in me, and tasted it. So salty. I pulled myself together, dressed, got back in my car with my ass leaking cum. Goddamn it was filthy and hot!

Eleven Slut began to narrate the highlights of the year with Master Daniel. He’d seen me walking away, but he was high as a kite, determined to be a good boy and not show me up, so he sat on the road and tried not to cry, his lead in his mouth. Master Daniel saw this and reacted savagely, knocking the slut to the floor and instructing his two boys to begin to kick him all over his body. The two muscle sluts one and two did this with wild abandon, avoiding his pretty face but hitting almost every other element of his body – chest, arms, guts, dick, balls, even his feet. Never enough to damage him, but enough to make it very clear: he was last. Master Daniel confirmed this. “Slut, you will be known as number three whilst you are under my care. My porn career is successful and whilst porn doesn’t pay that well, I often sell these two sluts out to men desperate to want them or to be them to bolster my income. You will want for nothing, and you will want nothing more than what I give you. From now on, I am the only man that matters, my dick is the only dick you care about and when I command, you obey. You may leave however at any point; your clothes will be kept in the box by the door with a small stipend of cash to get you on your feet if you choose to leave me. Otherwise you will be naked, collared and with your lead on at all times whilst in my apartment, whether I am there or not. I have webcams throughout the apartment; you will be found out if you disobey me and there will be consequences. You are also now forbidden to speak. Bark once if you understand me” “Wruff” “Bark again if you are coming back with me now” “Wruff” And with that, Daniel led the three boys into the car and drove back to his apartment. The next few weeks were an adjustment for the boy. There were no drugs at all and a lot more menial work. His life became something of a routine – get up early in the morning, worship the Master who took one boy to his bed each morning for sex whilst the other two watched on helpless, steroid injections, clean the apartment, gym for three hours, then in the evenings either be a footstool, be tied up, or be used. He was never allowed to cum, but if he squirted when he was fucked, that was his lot. When he was first used by Daniel, he was invited to specify one ‘development goal’ for himself (to go with the many Master Daniel had for him) and of course he couldn’t think of anything because my slut is a lot of things, but bright isn’t one of them. So he said he was disappointed he could only take two dicks and wanted to take two arms as well. From that moment on, Daniel began to train his cunt to take a fist. Every evening the boy would be tied down and have toys, depth trainers, butt plugs and of course, Daniel’s cock and those of Daniel’s friends and fellow porn stars loosening him and preparing him for his first fist. Every night he slept plugged, with larger and larger plugs. About six months of literally endless plugging and hammering at his hole, Daniel announced he was ready for his fist. Number three (my slut) had assumed this meant that he was going to have a nice bump of chems which he was missing like holy hell, a lube shot and a finger opening. Not to be. After nearly six months of plugs, he didn’t have a cunt which could close on its own anymore – the muscle was exhausted – and so Daniel just gave him a very deep and hard fucking, then inserted four fingers, dry. Number three squirmed and squirmed and so one and two were instructed to hold him down. Those boys are big – when you get held, you don’t move. Master Daniel added ‘special lube’ – which turned out to have a slight anaesthetic in it – and began to push for the fifth finger. There was a lot of resistance even now, but he managed it; the whole fist went in. He has a soft streak and he held it there, with number three in the special heaven reserved for the first time you take a fist, before taking Daniel took his dick and pissed in slut’s face, marking the moment as one for Master Daniel, not for slut. From that moment on, either Master Daniel or one of the two boys fisted the slut every single day. Three had to be lubed to take the fist at any moment from waking to sleeping, and one of the other boys often woken him up by unplugging him, re-lubing him, fisting him and kicking the plug back in. The night plugs became bigger and bigger accordingly. Eventually, around twelve months in – mere days before the slut presented itself back to me – Daniel had announced it was time for him to achieve his goal. Again, one and two held him down and Daniel inserted four fingers, and the other fist. In no time at all, number three had taken both of the fists into his butt. He opened his mouth, expecting the piss of the marking that Daniel was prone to doing, but this did not happen. “You have achieved your stated goal number three. What is your next one? You have been silent for one year and so you may briefly speak” “I want to show my Boss, Sir. I think it’s time I returned to him. I miss him” “Then your clothes are by the door slut. You know where I am. Don’t be a stranger, I’ve enjoyed owning you this past year” One and two got up and slut plugged himself – almost a reflex now – and came to show me his new cunt. The cunt he’d made of himself – for me. “So you’ve been sober for a whole year?” “Yes Daddy” “And you’re Master Daniel’s plugged slave now?” “No Sir. I’m yours. Whatever and however you want me, if you still want me” My dick was rock hard now within my boy’s cavernous cunt and even as big as my dick was I couldn’t quite make it reach the edges. I needed to cum in my boy again, I needed to mark him as being mine, I needed to make sure he wasn’t half with Master Daniel in his mind and most importantly, I just needed to. “My slut, open that drawer and get the two points out. After a year away, you must be screaming for a slam” Slut wasted no time grabbing the pins, tourniquet and cleaning pads. He put one beside me, almost reverentially, and held the other in his mouth. He yanked the tourniquet onto his really quite firm arms, wiped off and held out his arm. He stared intently into my eyes and said: “Wruff” For some reason, this turned me on no end. I grabbed his lead and pulled him in towards me, kissed him on the mouth passionately around the sides of the pin. I used my tongue to kiss him and then also to lift the pin over into my own mouth. Slut whimpered at this, excited I think as much as I was for the flight to come. I uncapped, inserted the pin into MY arm and then deliberately slowly, I found the register. I watched my blood for a moment, then withdrew the pin and turned to slut. “Want this?” He was almost wagging at this point, and in a way, we knew it had to be. I needed to mark the boy as mine. My property. My slut. I inserted, found the register, mixed his blood and mine together, and pushed. Slowly, oh so slowly, the fluids moved into my boy. He started to breathe harder and harder, his eyes gained an intense wildness like I’d never seen before; I clicked off the tourniquet, there was a momentary pause, and then a cough. “Oh Sir! Oh, fuck me, fuck me SIR! Daddy I want you, I want you to be proud of me, to own me, to…” …and on and on. I grabbed my pin, tied up and shot off a decent 0.3 and flew. This wasn’t a normal rush though. This wasn’t some one night trick I didn’t know, or a hooker I was performing on. This was my SLUT! The emotion made me angry, horny and dominant in one foul swoop. “Think you can stay away from me for a year and show up smelling of other men, do you cunt?” “I’m sorry Daddy, I love you Daddy, I love your big fucking cock Daddy…” I grabbed his head and shoved him onto the floor, ass up and mounted him. No lube, just shoved as hard as I could, my monster dick vanishing into the cavern that was his now monster cunt. He was screaming with pleasure at this and so I decided to hold him by the throat and screw him until his brain rattled. I was rewarded with: “Thank you Daddy, I’ve missed my Boss’s cock and nasty attitude Daddy” Which just turned me on more. With a roar of defiance, against the whole World I think, I drove my cock in harder and deeper and feeling the pulse beginning, I unloaded my balls into my slut’s new Cunt. But I wasn’t finished. With the cum, I let the boy up to begin cleaning my dick, making sure I was slapping him around the face and head, so that he remembered who was his boss. Not Daniel. Not porn stars. Not Roddie. ME. MINE. I grabbed a bottle of lube off the side, lubed hands and began to push at the newly busted cunt of my slut, grabbing any leaking cum and pushing it back in. It gave too easily, and my hand entered his hole. A new experience for me, I had a nice exploration, making sure I was coating every surface with the lube. I could feel his cunt quivering with anticipation and he was making these lovely little piggy grunting noises which were turning me on no end. “Please Daddy – I need more” I forget, the slut can not only take a fist, he can now take two. So with a bit of aggression coursing through my veins, I begin to pull out the fist in there and punch back into his hole, making him howl with pleasure. For a good ten minutes I punch hard at his hole, making him move, squirt piss, squirt cum, but I don’t let up. When the boy is panting hard, I take my other hand and ball it up. “Both” I begin to push with both hands at his hole and surprised at how loose the cunt now is, I enter wide with both hands. A gentle in and out soon gives way to my need to dominate, and I begin to punch. This is rewarded with the slut pushing his cunt back to meet me, his need to be owned again clearly showing through. I begin to reach for a plug to keep him open but slut asks piteously: “Please Daddy, please – wank off in me. I want to be marked as yours” Well, I am a gentleman of course, so I grinned and said “Beg for it bitch” “Please Sir, Please daddy, I’m sorry I went away, I thought you’d like it, please can I have more of your seed, breed me, breed me daddy, wank off in me daddy, it’s completely vile and I thought you’d like it” “Oh slut. I really do” And with that, I pulled both my fists from the slut, causing him to audibly gasp, then shoved them both back in again, making him grunt. Gasp – Grunt, Gasp – Grunt for a while until the punching started to swell up his lips. Then I punched in my rock hard cock and one fist, and began a gentle, slow wank, making sure I was moving my knuckles up and down his prostate and basically moving him to the gay seventh circle of heaven. We were in a special place now. A rushing slut grasping my butt, my cock, my hand, all as one. I increased the rhythm and the pace and he began to make a series of lovely little pig grunts and so with my free hand I punched him hard in the solid muscle of his chest. He grinned “You like my new body Daddy?” Yes I fucking did, and he knew it, he knew me that well at least. He grinned, and bounced his pecs for me, up and down without touching them which the little bitch knows is a complete turn on for me – and with a roar this made me bust another nut in his hole. I grabbed the plug and dipped it in the lube, and shoved it in. He grimaced a little but took it like the man he now was. My Fucking Slut. The End.

After about 6 mouths off because of different medical issues, I returned to be a total cum whore again. I have been super horny lately, so last night I told the wife my plans and not to wait up for me, and headed down to the ABS. When I got there, I wasted no time finding a hard cock to suck. It was a guy around my age who hard quickly, as I sucked him 2 other guy came in to play. The 3 of us played for about 15 minutes before the one of left to look around. I asked if one of them would fuck me so the first guy tried but only got it part way in before wanting me to suck him off, which I did. It was good to taste fresh cum again. The second guy would not fuck me raw. so I worked on him for about 15 minutes to get my second load. I took a little break and watched some other guys fucking a trans guy which was hot. I then started to talk to another guy who fucked me and left a big load in my ass. As the night went on I sucked of 3 older guys that were being ignored by all the younger guys there. There cocks weren't that big, but they all shot big loads of man juice. I then watched hot younger guy taking on all comers, he had cum running out of his ass, if I could of got half way hard I would have joined. I heard another guy come in and I followed him into a booth, he was nice looking and let me go down on him, in no time he was rock hard and wanted me to slow down a bit so he wouldn't cum. I asked him if he would like to fuck me and he pulled my shorts down in no time and started in on me, at that time there was a short black guy watching us and told me to suck his cock. As I did he started slapping my ass calling me a slut .and telling me get that man to cum in my mouth. It wasn't long after he filled my ass telling me what a whore I was, at the same time the black guy put his cock into my well lubed ass and add his load, it didn't take him but a minute to unload. I pulled my pants up and walked around a bit and sucked off one more cock before calling it a night. I got there around 7pm, and it was now 1:30, I had man juice dripping out of my ass and on my shirt and face when I left. I woke up this morning and had dried cum on my jockstrap and shirt and ass. The wife hasn't asked me about last night yet, but I'm Sure she was able to smell all the dried man juice on me. One other thing that was going through my mind was while being fucked is that I have not been taking my prep. I don't remember that place ever being that busy, but I will now..

I fucked 5 guys and bred 2 of them at Steam last night. I had 2 guys fuck me, but didn't think I got bred until I woke up to a massive cum fart around 6 am.

I was laying over in downtown Denver Saturday night. Downtown in any city can be a problem because of the parking, but was hopeful I'd find someone near, but I was also open to traveling if need be. Put an ad on Doublelist and was also cruising on Sniffies. I got hit up on Doublelist by a stocky built guy who was eager to fuck and also have his ass eaten. It took him a while to arrive, but I found out later he drove about 10 miles. We made out and I ate his ass for quite a while before he finally fucked me with his 7" and gave me a good load. After he left I got on Sniffies and a guy about a mile away asked if I had any loads in me. I told him I had one and he wanted to add to it. I got him up to my room and we also made out for a bit before he told me to roll over on my stomach. He got on top and put his 7.5" in me and pounded pretty hard for 10 minutes before I got his load. We made out some more and in about 10 minutes he got hard again and fucked me some more. It only took a few minutes before he dumped a second load in me. I jerked off while fingering my sloppy hole and slept very well that night.

Had a night out in Bham this weekend , headed out to hurst street with a mate and we ended up chatting a couple up in one place they were both young at the oldest 19 both a bit pissed up the younger of the two (well looked it) was a ginger lad and I was getting a good vibe off him , his bf was talking to my mate when ginger went for a piss and gave me a “look” so I followed asking the lads bf if he wanted a drink , saying I was off to the bar. Got to the bogs and the lad was pissing so I pissed next to him. He had a semi (skinny uncut white dick) ...i was flying so just bent over and kissed him ...tasty...we ended up in a cubical and got him bent over the bog lined up my wet cock on his hole ...he looks round and said “don’t tell xxx (the bf)” ...i slid in to the little hole he grunted as I got balls deep...i fucked him hard for five and knew I had to cum quick ...bent him back and said in his ear “want breeding?” he said “fucking do it” ...and I shot a big load up him...pulled out snogged him again and left him to tidy up. Went back via the bar got drinks and took them back to the table...”sorry for the wait, well busy” ...ginger came back and sat with his bf. They fucked off clubbing and we went looking for the sauna

Been chatting to a guy for a couple of years. Never met and we’ve had a few aborted attempts as he’s playing behind his boyfriend’s back. He got back in touch a few weeks ago so we tried again and the stars aligned and he came to mine on Friday. He wanted me ass up on the bed waiting for him so I duly obliged. I’d seen pictures of his dick so knew it looked thick but I wasn’t prepared for what was to come! He ate my hole out for a while then started to nudge himself inside me. Holy shit, he was massive. I reached round to feel him and I could only just get my hand around it. He slowly slid in until he was balls deep and once I’d adjusted to him, he went to town. His dick was about 8” and thick as fuck. He hammered me non stop for about an hour and shot 3 loads in me. Said his BF and him don’t fuck anymore. It’s a fucking crime as that dick not being used everyday is a waste. Can’t wait to see him again.

Took a few loads last night a Spa Excess including two from a no meds poz top.

I went to bed far to early Friday night and woke up at 3am this morning with a hard cock and horny af. I was poppered up watching porn, stroking and edging my cock with a dildo up my ass for an hour when I received a grindr message from a hot 22 year old. His friends left without him high af without any stuff and in desperate need to chill out with someone with no pressure for sex. I booked a taxi for him and he left 6 hours later with 3 loads fucked deep inside his hole.

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

Today is Breeding Zone’s 15th birthday! I just want to thank all of you for keeping it going with your posts 👍

I’m a big mouth to ass fanatic. Over the years of rimming and felching pigkunt, I’ve noticed that some mankunts produce a lot of mucus discharge when being pleasured. It’s especially common in fisted holes. I fukkin’ crave slopping around with my tongue and mouth in this kuntsnot. The taste and smell drives me fukkin’ wild with lust. It’s what you smell when you first arrive at a venue with a large collection of men having unrestrained pigsex together. Who has this type of hole discharge? Who else likes to slurp around in this kuntslop?

You’re only too greedy if you stop trying my first toy was an 8” as well that I found abandoned outside

Predators and prey Michael was a good boy. He was a good pupil and always listened to his parents. He helped old people in crossing the street and was involved in his church. And Michael believed in God. Still there was a dark secret hidden in this otherwise always friendly guy. Michael fantasized of being sexually dominated by men. His parents didn’t know he was gay. To the extent either of them thought about it, both his mother and father assumed he was shy with girls, but that eventually he would grow out of it. Neither ever considered Michael might be a dick-taking faggot. Now, at the age of 18, having received his driving license, Mike felt an overwhelming urge to get fucked. The urge grew from day to day. In his mind he was ripped open by one, two, three, sometimes even four guys. He wanted to serve them with his body. He instinctively knew his role was to be on the receiving end. Living in a small village, where everyone knew each other it was impossible for Mike to stare at the other boys. He was always keeping his little secret to himself and never gave anyone the opportunity to think otherwise of him. He was the cute Christian neighbor boy, who was saving himself for the right girl. “Mom?” “What is it” his mother yelled from the kitchen. “Can I borrow the car, please?” he asked politely. His mother came into the hall. It was almost 10:00 o’clock in the evening. "Why do you need the car at this hour," she asked. "I forgot a school book at a buddy's house and I need it for an upcoming exam," Michael explained. His mother trusted Michael in all of his action and although she was worried about him, driving in the dark he convinced her, that he needed the book urgently and would be back soon. Michael’s father died two year ago from cancer. Since then he was ‘the man’ in the house. His mother smiled to him and asked him to drive slowly and to be home soon. Michael took the keys from the table and told his mother he would return soon and that he might chat with his friend a bit. Michael never mentioned a name and his mother didn't think to ask which of Michael's friends. In any event off Michael went in his mother's car. Of course his destination was not a buddy's house, but rather a cruising lot where gays met to fuck each other. He read about the place on the internet. His destination was a parking lot which adjoined a nearby forest. As he drove into the parking lot, Michael thought "Now is the time to get some action." In the forum he read about the cruising area. It was well visited and people wrote about their sex encounters which made Mike always horny. He read about the option of being fucked bareback. Mike knew about condoms, but sex was never a subject at home. He knew condoms prevent a girl of becoming pregnant, but he was not a girl. Believe it or not, but Michael was unaware of the dangers of STD’s or HIV. This was just not part of his world and although he needed cock, he was also full of doubts, if the path he walked would lead him straight to hell. He had to drive quite some miles and in the back of his mind was hoping his mom didn’t check the mileage after all. Finally he arrived at his destination. It was almost 11:00 pm. There were several other cars parked in a big parking lot. Although the parking lot was officially a rest area, none of the cars were occupied with passengers. Mike was hard. He was wearing a tight blue jeans and a blue shirt with an imprint of his school, St. Barnabas. His heart was beating so fast. He thought it would burst inside of his chest. His jeans almost did anyway, showing a nice bulge, although Mike had not the biggest gun for sure. He opened the car door and exited the vehicle. He couldn’t see anyone although the moon was shining bright. Slowly he started walking towards the forest. He felt his ass tingle in excitement. Tonight he wanted to take cocks into his arse. He wouldn’t mind if some guys would use him and although he had dreams about the only one, he knew this was impossible for him. His was expected to get married one day and have a bunch of children. But he also had this needs and for tonight he would let guys be in charge of him and his young body. Michael entered the forest and suddenly saw a first couple engaged in sexual activities. He was so horny. This was the first time, he saw two guys actually doing something. One male was on his knees and was sucking a daddy type. The bearded hunk was around 40 and observed Michael instantly. Michael was actually looking shyly at the big cock of this dark haired top but was too afraid to stand still and start jerking or so. So he continued his way deeper into the darkness while the guy who had just focused on Mike pushed the sucker away and told him to fuck off. He had set his mind on this young twink, who was obviously the first time at such a place. Maybe he was a virgin. He closed his jeans and followed Michael. Other guys had also noticed the fresh meat and like predators they surrounded Michael eye-fucking the youngster. Michael was so excited. He had the feeling he wasn’t almost able to breathe. He passed some guys on his way through the woods. Deep voices reached out to him, enticing him with open invitations, such as “Hey there young one, need some hard dick?” And “What’s up, puppy? Looking for a daddy?” and again, “Hey boy, let me fuck your tight hole.” The sweet invitations to partake of debauchery of which Michael had only passing knowledge. He was too shy to reply, but he smiled cutely at all of them and was always looking at their big bulges and that was quite inviting for all of them. Another hunk actually stopped Michael by holding him by his shoulder and asked "Are you looking for some dick? We are all here to give it good to you. All you've gotta do is to spread your legs, you little cunt." Mike looked at the front of this guy's jeans. The buttons were open already and a thick cock was sticking out of his pants. Without a word the stud increased the pressure on Michael's shoulder and pressed him down onto his knees with the simple command "Suck." “I don’t know…how," Michael replied in a quiet, reserved whisper. “Are you a fucking virgin?” Mr. Big asked loudly. Michael nodded, in abject shame. “A fucking virgin,” Mr. Big replied with a coarse chuckle, adding “You know, you're gonna taste and feel many cocks tonight, little one.” With this pronouncement Mr. Big grabbed Michael's hair, pulling him down closer too his cock. “Just open your mouth and suck my dick. And take care of your teeth. Don’t scratch me with your fucking teeth” With that Michael was got his first taste of cock. He tried to look up to this macho fucker, but sucking for the first time, took much of his concentration and so he tried to take as much of the fuck meat into his mouth. The big guy pushed his dick further into Mikes throat and he choked on his cock. This was fucking great Michael thought. He hoped he would get used hard tonight. He wasn’t able to see, but 6 other guys were already jerking off. They had all heard the news, that this fucktoy was a virgin obviously. “Do you want to take dick up your cunt?” the guy above him asked. “Yes – please” Mike answered and blushed. “I just used my last condom bitch – you got some?” he asked loudly. “No – my mom would kill me, if she found condoms in my room”. "Your Mom?" the guy snickered. “You take it bare?” he asked loudly, so everyone nearby could hear the questioning. “Yes if course, that’s not a problem. I would love to take it raw. I will accept everyone” Michael replied and continued sucking dick. “Good boy. Very good boy. Let’s go. There is a shack nearby with a mattress inside. This is just the place we need to fuck you hard and give you some charged loads. Let’s go!” the male commanded. He dragged Michael by his arm and forced him to follow him through the woods. Michael now saw some other guys who were grinning at him wickedly. He felt like the star of the night. He knew everybody was wanting him and he was willing to accept every dick in his body. There was a glade in front of them and there he could see the booth. He was scared, but also excited. He wanted to be used. He needed cock. Tonight was the night he finally would experience what it meant to be a fagboy…

Adult men who lack basic hygiene - like unkempt hair and facial hair, no oral hygiene, body odor, untrimmed fingernails and toenails. Basics.

Fuck! Now that's a way to start a work conference!

I trained once every two weeks. The girth I stick with is 5-6 inches, but I go up to 7 inch girth for 8 inches long. The 16 inch starts at 5 and goes to 7. I think my hole is just really receptive to having things shoved inside and deep.

My first BF was at the age of 15 he was 28. Ex con from prison. He fucked me up once all kinds of party activities and that night I lost track. I was at 4 guys then now im at least hitting 3,000 men from several US states, Many other countries, that I have been to ie. mexico, belieze panama el salvador or the men have been immigrants and have fucked me. Some of the best fucks ive had have been from married men the wife is religious. I love having a family man fuck me stupid fill me with cum and have me shaking as he breeds me.

Don't you love it?

[think before following links] https://www.xvideos.com/video.datvvfbc4a/gatoesacana.blogspot.com_-_armond_rizzo_best_treesome_ever Here's a video I fuckin love. Seems all you guys on this thread are big Armond Rizzo fans, but for me when I watch this video I'm all about Owen and Brandon Hawk. I've got a HUGE thing for Owen. Always have. And I love sneakers/trainers and high athletic socks and baseball/jock caps.

It was a typical Saturday afternoon and I was at my usual spot outside of the bookstore. A sleazy, popular joint that attracted all kinds of men and was an easy place to deal. If I thought I was being watched I could just slip inside and get lost for a while, always at least getting my big,11 inch ebony snake sucked, or dumping my load in some hungry manpussy. I didn't even have to pay to enter the maze of booths. The owner was a regular customer and I'd let him worship my monster, so I had unlimited access to the arcade. I was leaning against the side of the building, waiting for one of my regulars to come by when a black Escalade parked across the street, half a block down. I didn't think nothin of it when nobody got out right away. Wasn't unusual for dudes to sit in their cars getting up the nerve to actually go inside. It must have been about 15 minutes before the driver finally got out, and damn if one look at him didn't get my cock stirring in my jeans. Out stepped the sweetest little white boy I had seen in a while! He had to be barely 18 if a day, with strawberry blond hair, and a plump little bubble butt. My eyes followed him as he walked toward the door, nervously looking around before he ducked inside. My hardening dick told me to follow him, and I did. The kid was looking around the store, his hands stuffed into his pockets, obviously new to this whole thing. I could tell he was a rich kid with his Air Jordan's that didn't even have a scuff on them, his Sean John jeans, and his Ralph Lauren shirt. That was no doubt Daddy's Escalade he rolled up in. Hell, he had probably never been to this neighborhood before. But if he was here lookin for what I think he was, he was gonna get more than he bargained for if I had my way. He finally went up to the counter and handed the guy some cash, and showed him his ID. He had to pass by me on the way to the booths and I got a good smell of him. He smelled like soap, teenage boy, and sex. I went up to the counter and got a bottle of poppers and headed back there after my prey. My eyes had to adjust to the dark, but I didn't see my prize anywhere. I wandered the halls for about 5 minutes before I finally saw him exit a booth. He walked past me, giving me a nervous glance that said both, "I don't know what I'm doing", and "I want you." Damn right he wanted me. I was a fine mother fuckin piece of man. 6'2", and at 35, had a rock hard, wirey body, and beautiful ebony skin. The kid went into another booth and started to shut the door. My hand stopped it, and I slid in behind him, shutting the door. He didn't say a word as I gently reached out and stroked his face, but I could feel him tremble. "First time here?" I whispered to him. He just nodded, his blue eyes looking up at me. He wasn't very big, probably 5'9" and slender, but he did possess that plump mound of ass. I placed my hand on it while I said "relax baby boy, Jesse's gonna take real good care of you." I tilted his head back and leaned down, placing my full lips on his. He opened his mouth and I stuck my tongue in him. Mmmmmm....he tasted like candy. My hands rubbed his ass as my mouth took control of him. He just melted into me and I knew I had found my next bitch. I opened up the bottle and held it under his nose. "Breath deep baby boy, this will make you feel good. He inhaled deep like a good boy. I just switched nostrils back and forth a few times while he sucked in the fumes. I sat down on the chair and he sank onto my lap. Grabbing my face he started kissing me passionately while he ground his ass into my lap. I knew I had him hooked. "You like that baby boy?" I asked. "You like how that made you feel?" "Mmmmmmmm yea," he moaned. "Feels good." "I got something else that will make you feel sooooo much better. You wanna try it? You trust me?" "Oh yea," he moaned, licking my neck. Stupid little bitch. He didn't know he just sealed his fate. I pulled a little pipe out of my pocket that I kept preloaded. "You know what this is baby boy?" He just shook his head no. "This is Majic Miss T. She knows how to make you feel real good." I lit my lighter and melted the shards. As soon as the pipe filled up, I took the first hit, blowing the smoke into his mouth. Then I held up the pipe for him. "Breath slow and deep," I told him. Then blow it into my mouth. He did as instructed, so obedient. I just kept feeding him the pipe, until he finished off the bowl in 6, big hits. "Good boy," I told him. "You did that very well." Even in the dim lite I could see his eyes become dark saucers as lust glazed them over. I pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his creamy, alabaster skin, and his little pink nipples. I latched my mouth onto one, sucking it hard, and biting it with my teeth. He squealed and writhed, but I held him firm, then attacked the other one. I could feel his hard dick in his jeans pressing into my stomach, assuring me he was loving the rough treatment. I pulled off his shoes and socks, throwing them in the corner, and unbuttoned his jeans. I pushed him onto the floor and grabbed the legs, pulling them off, leaving him in his Calvin Klein boxer briefs, but not for long. I grabbed the waist band and ripped them off, leaving him naked and vulnerable, just how I like my white boys to be. His dick stood straight up out of his patch of reddish pubes, and he looked at me with crazed lust. "How much time you got baby boy?" I asked. "As much as I want. My parents and my sister are on vacation for two weeks." He panted. "Oh bitch," I thought to myself. You don't know what you just got yourself into.

I read the site policies carefully. I think I am good and can thread this story without any infringements. If the moderators disagree, then the story ends here. Otherwise, we might have fun. So, before I go on with any chapter(s), here is the introduction. Your modest author does not condone criminal activities like abduction, non-consensual relation, coercion, blackmail, physical abuse and stealthing, nor he approves right violation, systemic racism, therapy conversion, discrimination and any other "trumpinesque" idiotic actions we see these days against our community. But you should know, he will talk or refer about it in this story. The author admits having a twisted mind and, as in his other stories, everything is fictional with a small part inspired by real life events. Synopsis: A group of college students gets abducted during a spring sport field trip, a few weeks before the school year ends. They will all return home, eventually. And graduate, although it might not be how they envisioned it. Introduction “What do you mean we lost the entire team?” exclaimed Willem Bausch, Will for his friends, director of the Calder Sport’s Orientation Camp. “Well, probably not lost, but we just don’t know where they are” said his interlocutor at the other end of the line. “The bus should have been here, like, 2 hours ago”. “And you telling me this just now!”, an incredulous Will replied. “Well, the bus GPS shows that they are at a rest stop. Neither Coach nor the driver answered their phone. We called the rest stop, and the lady said that there is no bus there, and didn’t see one all morning. We sent Mr. Wilkins. He should have seen the bus on his way, but nada. Should we call the police?” *** “How many were they?” Chief Stripling asked. “What?... You lost 17 college baseball athletes, their coach and the driver…! In a bus trip…! You are kidding me, right…? No… ugh… I’ll send Jerry and Sandro right away. I’ll be there as well shortly” Chief Stripling looks at his phone. It was ten to two and it was Cinco de Mayo. No victory here today. He let out a long sigh. *** Coach Ignacio Perez and the driver Gus Taylor were found few hours later in the city public restroom - two blocks from the Calder camp, a 4-minute walk - tied, gagged and the door locked from the inside. The only thing they remembered was making the mandatory stop at the corner of 1st avenue and 32nd Street, and then nothing. Literally nothing. The team remains to be found. And thus, our story begins.

“I come bearing gifts for someone special,” Lilith said with a beaming smile—our heavy dorm-room door shutting behind her with a thud. “Would that someone special be me,” I asked giddily sitting cross-legged on my bed. “Maaaaybe,” Lilith replied leaning over to kiss me. “For tonight,” she added while sitting the box on the bed next to me. It had been almost three weeks since my first experience at the adult bookstore. While I had whined and pleaded almost daily to go back with her, Lilith tempered my naive enthusiasm by reminding we had school and jobs to pay tuition for said school to deal with. Of course, she was right. She was always right. I could get a little carried away or obsessed with something new. I suppose I was scared that if I didn’t go back right away, I would become slowly consumed by guilt and self-doubt. Lilith saw to prevent that by assigning me porn tasks. Every night we would watch an hour or two worth of hardcore porn together cuddled up under a blanket in my bed. She picked the videos, and instructed me to touch myself but never allow myself to climax. I could bring myself to the line, but never cross it. To be honest, I hated it. I was constantly horned up and wet. My clit ached for stimulation all the time. I would find myself rubbing my cunt up against the corner of a table in a study room in the library or even the piss-stained toilet seat in a bathroom stall on campus. Yeah, it was pretty bad. I don’t know how she expected me to focus on school and work when I was in perpetual heat. I swear I could smell my sex musk all of time and became paranoid about the possibility of others around me smelling my dripping, hungry pussy. “Well...open it up,” Lilith said. I excitedly opened the box wondering what in the world she bought for me for our big night. “Oh my god, Lilly,” I exclaimed pulling out a nearly-sheer, white tube top that was easily two sizes too small for my breasts. “Flip it over, silly.” “You’re killing me, baby,” I said. Across the from in bright, pink lettering with a thick, black outline were the words “Raw Girl” in a semi-cursive font. I felt excited and dirty at the same time looking at those two words. I could feel the nervous jitters deep in my belly knowing what those words were advertising me as. “Where did you even find this?” “You can find everything if you just look hard enough. I had that printed on Etsy though.” Next, I pulled out a white micro-skirt that I was dead certain would not cover my ass. “You know this isn’t going to cover me, right?” Lilith smiled, “It’s stretchy enough. You just have to learn to take tiny steps so it doesn’t pop up over that juicy ass of yours. Consider it part of your slut-training, baby.” “Hmmm...not seeing any panty or thong in here…” “Why bother?” she retorted with a giggle. “I’ve got the perfect red, bimbo heels for you too. They’ll look perfect on your feet when they’re bent over your head while you’re getting pounded in the theater tonight.” Lilith pushed me back onto my bed and straddled me. She grabbed my breasts and squeezed. Leaning in, she slipped her tongue into my mouth. Our tongues danced as we each though about the wicked delights waiting for me. “Tell me you’re my nasty, cum slut, Jess,” she whispered into my ears while pinching my nipples. “Unnnghh fuck, Lilith...I am...I am your nasty, little, cum slut,” I moaned helplessly. “How many cocks will you take for me, slut? Hmm?” she asked giving my lower lip a firm bite. “As many as you want…” I breathed heavily. “Mistress…” I added as a shock even to myself. I think the porn she was feeding me was working. “Oooh! Mistress?” she cooed slipping a hand underneath my panty. “I like that! You’re learning so quickly. Mistress Lilith...mmmhh you’re the wettest toy I have ever been with.” “Is that good?” I genuinely asked. “It’s very good, pet. It let’s me know how much you like what we do with you. I have one more treat for you, but I wasn’t going to give it to you yet. I thought it’d be maybe a little too much too soon. But, after that Mistress bit, I think you may be ready after all.” “What is it?” I asked with excitement. What girl doesn’t like gifts? “Close your eyes.” I could hear her walk over to her little desk and rummage through a drawer before feeling her sitting back down on the bed next to me. “Okay, pet. Open those big, brown eyes.” Of all the things I was imagining to see when I opened my eyes, seeing a bright, red, leather collar attached to a long silver chain with matching red, leather strap wasn’t one of them. “A leash?” “Well, you are my pet,” Lilith said with a devious smile. “It’ll be fun, but we won’t put it on until we’re there in the parking lot. In fact, you can change there. I don’t think you want to be expelled if everyone at school discovers you’re a ‘raw girl’ right?” “Definitely not. Thank you...Mistress.” “Awwww that’s my good girl,” Lilith said giving me a sweet kiss on my forehead. God, I loved those so much. * * * * * * * * * * “I shouldn’t have worn jeans. Why did you let me wear jeans? They’re impossible to pull off in your tiny car,” I complained jokingly. “So, get out of the car and change,” Lilith offered as the natural solution. I looked around the quarter-full parking lot. At least she hadn’t parked under one of the parking lot light poles. “Fine,” I said stepping out of the car. I peeled off my jeans and thong and had just taken off my bra and top. I was completely naked when Lilith decided to honk the horn twice. I covered my breasts with my arms and crossed my legs. “What are you doing?” I hissed into the open door to a cackling Lilith. “Woooooh hoooo!” erupted from a guy going into the bookstore followed by a whistle. “Looking hot, baby!!” I knew my face had suddenly turned bright red. “How are you this cute?” Lilith said still giggling. “You’re actually so fucking adorable blushing and embarrassed.” “Don’t do that again,” I emptily threatened as I grabbed the micro-skirt and tiny tube-top. Lilith handed me her red, patent leather stilettos which I managed to awkwardly slip on. “You realize you’re about to be naked in there, right? They’re going to all see you naked, and some of them are going to fuck your tight, holes with you...naked.” She was right, but I still felt weird being naked and exposed in public. “I just want to be covered outside, okay?” “Fair enough...I’m sorry.” I started to walk towards the store with her when she stopped me. “Aren’t you forgetting something...pet?” Lilith had the leash and collar in her hand. “Head down and hold your hair up.” I bent my neck and exposed my bare neck. A few seconds later I felt her secure the collar tightly around my neck—just barely squeezing me. “Now we can go in.” Once inside, it was a repeat of the last time only this time she kept me firmly at her side with the chain taut. It was clear to everyone there, including myself, that I was her pet-girl. There was a strange sense of comfort and security being under her control like that. It wasn’t something I would have ever expected myself to find enjoying let alone end up craving. As we walked around the store area, Lilith stopped and picked up a small bottle of lube and paid for it before continuing our tour. “You’re gonna need this for tonight,” she said with a grin. I could feel my pussy start to ache. I had gone so long edging and never coming that I was losing my mind a bit. Back by my familiar bargain bin of DVDs it happened. “Is that for your pet?” a deep, gruff voice said from behind us. I was so lost in thought regarding the lube that the man’s sudden voice spooked me and I jumped a bit rattling my chain. As Lilith and I turned around we saw him. He was easily five inches taller than me. He was broad shouldered and overweight. He looked to be in his late forties or fifties. A scraggly salt-and-pepper beard matched his gravely voice. “It is indeed,” Lilith said tightening the slack in my chain and giving a little tug. “How accurate is this?” he said running his fingers across my tits making them move beneath the thin fabric. My nipples became rock hard and clearly visible. “Raw...Girl…” I felt suddenly embarrassed and pointed my gaze to the dirty floor of the store. “Well answer the man,” Lilith said. “It’s accurate, Sir,” I said softly still looking at the floor. “She actually just had her first raw time ever a few weeks ago here in Booth 4.” “Mmmmhh is that so?” he asked putting his hand on my chin and lifting my head up. “Yes, Sir.” My heart was going to explode. The man pulled my tube-top down exposing my breasts. “And where did you take your first raw load?” “My pussy, Sir,” I said as he groped my breasts. I scanned the room. Everyone was looking even the clerk behind the counter, but nobody was doing anything to stop this stranger from exposing and groping me out in the open. Was I just entertainment to them? “Good girl! Was your cunt wet taking a stranger’s cock?” “Ye-ye-yes, Sir,” I stumbled. “So, what is the lube for then if that pussy gets so wet?” he asked. I looked at Lilth. “Go on,” she said. “My ass, Sir,” I whispered embarrassed at saying the words aloud. “Hmmm? I didn’t quite catch that?” he said cocking his head and leaning forward. “For someone to fuck my ass,” I blurted out louder. “Turn around and let him see,” Lilith said. I stood motionless for a few seconds frozen in shock. She gave my chain a firm jerk. “Turn...around...let him inspect you.” I turned around wanting to pull the tube-top back up over my breasts but knowing well enough that I shouldn’t. I felt my micro-skirt being hiked up over my ass. The man’s firm hands clenched my ass cheeks and pulled them apart as I stood there. I could see everyone’s gaze upon us in the reflection of the mirror on the wall above where we stood. “Nice, tight, little asshole she has,” the man said. “First time?” “Yes, Sir,” I replied. “Okay, raw girl, go get that hole lubed up and ready for my fat cock. Have it pressed against the right wall’s hole,” he said giving my ass a stinging smack. “Come. Come,” she said tugging firmly on the leash. “We’ll be in four again,” she told the clerk. We walked back down the familiar, narrow hallway with my skirt still up around my hips and my tits freely bouncing. As horny as I was, my mind was starting to race with all the possible consequences of what was about to happen. It was too late to chicken out though. The booth hadn’t changed at all. I’m not sure why I thought it might be different. The same stool. The same sticky floor and wet-wipe filled trash can. The same pungent stench of sweat, fucking, piss, and disinfectant nipped at my nose as Lilith shut the door behind us. “Bend over the stool,” she instructed while pulling the leash to bring me to the stool. As soon as I was bent over, she yanked my skirt down and had me step out of it in my borrowed, stilettos. “Reach back and pull that ass open for me, baby.” I nervously reached behind me and pulled my cheeks far apart until I could feel my asshole exposed and vulnerable. I heard the squelch of the lube bottle a split second before I felt the slippery oil land at the top of my crack. It felt almost cold even though I knew it wasn’t. I felt it trickle down my ass until it reach my unfucked hole. Lilith pressed two fingers into the trail of lube and ran them down closer and closer to my hole. I shivered and squealed when she finally reached it. “Ready?” she cooed? “For?” “This,” she said as she pushed two, lube-drenched fingers into my virgin asshole. The response from me was immediate. “Oooohhhh my fucking god!” I exclaimed. Sure, it hurt a little bit. It felt strange, foreign, and even a little wrong to have something going into that hole. But the overwhelming feeling was [banned word] pleasure. I wasn’t supposed to like this. Good girls aren’t supposed to like this. Why did this feel soooooo good? “Do you hate it?” Lilith said in a voice that almost sounded like she wanted it to hurt. “It hurts a little, but it also feels kinda...mmmhh good,” I moaned while she continued to pour more and more lube against her fingers so it ran down them and into my barely open hole. “Okay my little, Raw Girl! Push that spread-open, fat ass against the wall before he gets here.” I repeated what I had done the last time I was in the booth, but this time Lilith made sure to spread my legs far enough that my asshole was lined up perfectly to the cutout in the wall. I latched my hands onto the seat of the stool to steady myself and waited nervously to be violated in a way that I never would have thought I would allow. “Wait...how will I know it’s him and not someone else?” Lilith flashed her evil smile. “That’s the fun of anonymous sex, cum slut. Who knows whose dick is going to fuck your ass tonight or what that dick might have...or how dangerous what might be pumped deep inside you is?” I felt my stomach sink and my arms tingle with nerves as I stood there bent over. I shouldn’t be doing this. It’s so wrong. I’m going to hell for this. The sound of the door to the booth next to us shutting caused a vibration in the thin wall that rippled through my ass. “Oh god...someone is in the room, Lilith.” “Soon, baby. Mmmh so soon!” She moved so that she could see my face. “I wanna see your face the exact moment his cock penetrates your asshole.” I felt something slide through the hole and brush against my ass. “Oh god,” I moaned. “I think that is the tip of his dick...I feel it! He’s going to really fuck me in my ass!” I suddenly felt the pressure of the tip against my hole. My eyes opened wide. My mouth opened while I white-knuckled the stool. “Relax, baby. It’ll hurt less,” Lilith said holding my face in her hands inches from hers as she squatted in front of me. I felt him pushing harder and harder as my hole tried to resist violation. He felt huge—far bigger than Lilith’s two fingers in me. “Don’t fight it, Jess. Push back against the wall. Let him inside you.” I bit my lower lip and pushed back as hard as I could against the wall when it happened. I screamed out in this unholy mixture of pain and strange pleasure as the head of his cock popped inside me. “If feels like he’s tearing me open,” I grunted while staring into Lilith’s eyes. “Fuck...I’ll never forget the look on your face,” Lilith said kissing me. I felt the man’s cock starting to pump, but it was only shallow pumps. I told Lilith. “Maybe he’s not long enough for that belly. Hmmmm,” she mused. A moment later she was pressed up against the hole. “Come in here and fuck her,” I heard her offer. The cock quickly disappeared from my ass and there was a knock on our door. Lilith opened the door and it was indeed our overweight guy that had groped my tits in the store. He may not have had a long cock, but he wasn’t joking about it being fat. It looked like a soda can with giant mushroom head. With some rearranging, I was now positioned bent over the stool facing the door that they left open. My tits were pressed and squished against the dirty stool. The stranger was behind me in front of the TV, and Lilith was in the corner behind me to “watch me get gaped” as she put it. I felt his gut on top of me, heavy and warm, before I felt him push his cock against my asshole once again. And again I screamed out as he forced his fat dick into my too-small pucker, but this time he kept push and pushing until his hairy balls came to rest against my bald cunt. He stayed like that for what felt like forever, his thick cock buried in my ass stretching and tearing me open. I moaned and squealed trying to relax against the anal onslaught. He began pumping in and out in long, slow thrusts. Each thrust in was harder than the last. I could feel my ass jiggle and my body lurch forward each time his balls slapped against my pussy. I hadn’t even noticed that there was a black guy standing in the doorway stroking his dick until I heard Lilth say, “Her mouth is free to use,” and I opened my eyes. He walked in and wrapped my hair in his hand and pushed his dick against my lips. I opened my mouth and got something unexpected. He wasn’t exactly gentle. He held my head up by my hair and starting fucking my face, and more accurately my throat. I was gagging and gurgling. I was spitting up throat slime. It was at that time, feeling both men greedily fucking my holes, that I first felt like a piece of fuck-meat. I can’t say I was immediately in love with the feeling of being a human fleshlight in that moment, but I didn’t exactly hate it either. It was confusing. “Yeah...fuck this whore’s throat, bro,” the voice behind me grunted. “Make her puke.” Both men continued pumping incessantly in their chosen hole until the black guy pulled out, started grunting, and then erupted all over my face exclaiming, “Fuck yeah, you nasty bitch!”. He slapped his softening dick against the sides of my face and mouth. His thick, warm cum seemed to just stick to my face. “Baby’s first facial!” Lilith exclaimed with glee. My overweight lover behind me grunted, “Want it on your back or in your ass?” Before I could even formulate a response, Lily answered. “Deep in her ass.” Several more thrusts later he stopped balls deep in me. All of his weight seemed on top of me. He clutched my hips and grunted. Even to me, it was obvious he was flooding my guts with his seed. I could almost see it in my mind’s eye—squirt after squirt shooting from the tip of his dick and coating my insides. I could see my colon glazed with this spunk; it slowly being absorbed by my aching body. He finally went soft inside of me and slipped out. I stayed their motionless bent over with cum starting to drip from my face onto the floor. He grabbed a wet-wipe and cleaned his cock off and casually tossed the used wipe onto my back. “Thanks, girls. That was fun. Enjoy the load, Raw Girl,” he said before zipping up and disappearing down the hallway. “We need to go to the theater NOW!” Lilith said picking up my skirt from the floor and grabbing the leash in her hand.

It was only two weekends after Lilith went down on me for the first time that we were both in her car driving to a “surprise” in the middle of the night. “I don’t see what we’re doing out here, and why you made me dress like this. Where the fuck even are we? And what’s this surprise? I don’t like surprises unless I know what they are ahead of time,” I complained with my arms crossed as we cruised down the highway in her barely clinging to life convertible Mustang. Lilith looked over at me. I could see her out of the corner of my left eye. I could see her impish smirk. “Don’t...just don’t,” I pouted. “Don’t what?” “Do what you do to get me to smile and laugh.” “Look, baby. I know you are CLEARLY full of questions. You just gotta trust me. And let’s be real...if you know about it ahead of it time it really isn’t a surprise at all. It takes the fun out of it.” “Knowing about it takes the fear out of it for me,” I shot back annoyed that she dodged any real answers. “But sometimes it just feels so good to be scared, baby. Isn’t that why you and I watch horror movies together all snuggled up under a blanket?” “Those are movies and not real life,” I pointed out. “I don’t think you appreciate how much fear can be a turn on, Jess. And as for your outfit? You know I love you in a short skirt and tank top. I get to see those thighs and big tits of yours,” she said while running her right hand up my left thigh to just under my skirt edge. I instinctively spread my legs. “That’s my good girl.” I loved when Lilith praised me like that, and I let slip a smile as she played with my bare pussy below my skirt. Her casual fingering of me while we drove had put me in a sort of pleasure trance. I had barely noticed we had exited the highway and were parking in a gravel lot in front of a very rundown, metal building. Uhh where the fuck are we? Are getting gas or something? ‘Cuz I don’t see any pumps.” Lilith undid her seat belt. “No, goofball. This is the surprise.” “I...I don’t get it. Help me out here.” “Well you obviously very much enjoy eating pussy, right?” I immediately began to blush. “Well, MY pussy at least...for now…” “For now?!” I replied. “You enjoy eating me out, yes?” she asked. I nodded in agreement. “Okay, well...we need for you to try dick again. To see if you like it as well. I don’t think your singular experience with some awkward camp counselor pumping his dick in and out of you for three minutes is a way for you to judge all the many cocks that exist in the world.” “Uhhhh…” I stammered in bewilderment. “I’m happy with just enjoying you.” “Don’t you wanna know though? Maybe the guy at camp was just a bad, virgin experience.” “I mean...yeaahhh...I guess...maybe. I dunno. I don’t even know a guy.” Lilith gestured to the front windshield of her car towards the building in front of us. “Voila! That’s why I brought you here.” I looked out the window and finally saw the sign. “You brought me to an adult bookstore to buy a dildo?” “Bookstore, gloryholes, AND adult theater,” she said with a big smile. “And no...I brought your here to experience real cock in the way it’s meant to be experienced for girls like us.” “No...no...no. Absolutely not. Zero fucking chance,” I earnestly protested. “I am NOT that type of girl.” “Baby...come on. You gotta trust me. Deep down in side of you I know that type of girl exists. She yearns to be set free from the moral prison you constructed around her. Besides, this is perfect. It’ll be somebody you don’t know. We can just go to a booth...together. I’ll be with you the whole. You’ll never see the guy...like ever. Nobody but us will know.” “Lilith, are you fucking crazy? I can barely handle that I might be a lesbian.” “Exactly!” she beamed. “What if you’re not a 100% lesbian. Maybe you’re bi like me. Let’s find out and just see. Maybe nothing will even happen in there.” I sat motionless looking into her eyes. “Just give one guy a blowjob and we’ll leave if you hate it. Promise,” she said giving me a soft kiss. I could see it in her face how badly she wanted this. I hated disappointing her, and we had driven a long time to get there. I let out a sigh. Lilith had already begun to smile. “You’ll be with me the entire time?” “The entire time. Girl Scouts’ honor.” “You were never even one!” “I thought about being one! That counts right?” Lilith replied with a giddy laugh. “You’d be a fucking horrible Girl Scout, and you know it. Fuck...fine...ONE blowjob,” I said with a sigh. “Yay!” Lilith squealed. “Like I said, maybe nothing will happen but at least you tried.” “Bitch,” I said playfully, “there’s like a dozen cars here.” “True,” Lilith replied. “Here. I brought this for you to wear. It’ll be extra sexy. Nothing like a good, Christian girl with big tits wearing a cross doing naughty things.” She handed me the cross I came to school wearing and draped it atop my breasts on the outside of my black tank top. “No bra really feels slutty,” I said looking at the cross against my tits which were pouring out of my too-small top. “Exact! Now you’re getting it, babe. Come on!” Lilith practically dragged me running into the den of perversions. As soon as we entered the store, it felt like every pair of eyes was on us. “I dunno if I can do this,” I whispered. Lilith took my left hand in her right and squeezed. “I’m here,” she said comfortingly. She, in what would be best described as parading, walked me up and down the aisles of the store. “What are you doing?” I pleaded quietly. “Advertising. Didn’t you learn anything from our Marketing 101 class? Just look your pretty self and try not to pass out, okay? Just breathe. And you’re really squeezing my hand a little hard, babe.” “Sorry,” I said sheepishly. I could feel the cheeks of my face burning I was so anxious. Even my arms and legs were tingling with anxiety. I was so uncomfortable. We walked over to a bin of cheap porno DVDs. “Bend over a little,” Lilith whispered. I leaned over the bin a bit feeling my Catholic schoolgirl skirt lift up very close to the point of exposing my bare bottom. “Mmhhh you have a lot of lookers, baby. Bend over more. Show them that pretty pussy for me.” How could I resist her? As absolutely terrified as I was to be showing a bunch of random strangers my precious gift, disappointing Lilith would make me feel worse. I bent over more pretending to look through the assortment of budget DVDs. I could feel that I was totally exposed. Lilith squeezed my hand. “That’s enough of a show. Come, baby.” We walked to the counter by a narrow door. “We’d like to go to booth 4,” Lilith said loud enough that the men behind us could hear. The older guy standing behind the counter eyeballed us up and down before flicking his head towards the door and giving a half grunt. Lilith led me down a dark, narrow hallway that smelled more like a gym’s locker room with hints of Lysol. We entered a blue door with an upside down number 4 hanging in the center of it. The tiny room that barely was enough for the two of us was apparently a “buddy booth” Lilith told me. There was a metal stool, a dispenser with wet-wipes, a trash can, a porn screen playing porn, a large cutout in each side wall, and one majorly sticky floor. “I’m so proud of you,” Lilith said closing the door behind us. “You look so fucking hot and those guy are so horny for you. They were all eye fucking the shit out of you.” She leaned in and gave me a deep, passionate kiss. “I feel like such a whore doing this,” I confessed. “Buy you’re MY whore,” Lilith whispered in my ear sending shivers down my spine. “Besides, whores get paid. You’re doing this for free. That makes you a slut technically.” She gave me another passionate kiss and finished it with a nibble on my lower lip. “Oh my god! You’re first cock of the night!” Lilith exclaimed pointing to the wall to my right. “What...what do I do now?” I said with an awkward, nervous laugh. Lilith grabbed my shoulders and placed me in front of the hole. With some pressure, she pushed down on me until I went down onto my knees in front of the cock poking through the hole. “Now just start sucking and licking,” she said pushing my head toward the throbbing dick. Whoever the guy was, he was definitely better hung than the camp counselor that took my virginity. I opened my mouth and pressed my tongue to the underside of his manhood. He was so hard and warm. I took the length of his exposed dick into my mouth and began licking and sucking the stranger off. “That’s a good slut, baby,” Lilith moaned. I could hear her rubbing her wet pussy as she watched me attempting my first blowjob. As I continued to do my best, I followed all of the advice Lilith was moaning. I think I was more turned on by her telling me what to do and hearing how turned on she was more so than sucking the dick. But even tasting my first cock was exciting, and I loved hearing the guy behind the wall grunting and moaning. The stranger started fucking my stationary mouth. “Oooh fuck yeah, baby,” Lilith moaned. “Here it comes.” There was a rapid knocking on the wall. I looked up at Lilith confused. She grabbed my hair and pulled my head back just as the stranger’s cock starting shooting out massive ropes of thick, white cum all over my black tank-top, gold cross, and chin. “Ohhh holy fuck that looks so fucking hot, Jess.” “Yeah? Really?” I said completely surprised. “You look so sexy covered in a random guy’s load,” she replied rubbing her clit while sitting on the stool. Moments later, fingers suddenly appeared through the wall. I look over at Lilith. “He wants to play with your cunt,” she moaned. “Stand up and put that pussy up near the hole for him to finger.” I must have appeared hesitant. “Do it,” she said more sternly than I had ever heard her speak. The stranger’s thick, rough fingers spread my lips and slipped inside my sex—squelching with profound wetness. I guess my pussy was far more eager than my brain was. I placed my palms flat against the wall in front of me and moaned as the man poked, prodded, and explored my most intimate area as he saw fit. “Lean down to the hole and ask him if he wants to fuck you,” Lilith said more like a command than a suggestion. I don’t know why, but her telling me to do it sent sensual tingles all through my body. I stepped back feeling the man’s fingers slide slowly out of me. Putting my mouth near the dark void, I whispered, “Would you like to fuck me?” “Louder!” Lilith admonished. “Would you like to fuck me?” I said in an almost yell. A rock-hard cock sheathed in a red condom pushed through into our room almost immediately. Lilith’s hand had grabbed my hair and pulled me up straight. Without a word, she pulled my skirt up over my ass and pushed my butt firmly back against the wall. She pulled on my cross bending me over. “Feet apart,” she grunted kicking at my feet. “Mmmhh there we go. Just one more thing,” she said. “Arms forward.” With that, she pulled off my cum-blotted tank-top. My DD breasts hung freely now. “I wanna see those tits swinging when he pounds you.” “Lili…” I started to say, but it was too late. Before I could finish her name, the strangers cock slammed into my cunt. “Ooooohhh fuck!” I screamed. “YES!” Lilith exclaimed dropping to her knees. “Oh my god, Jess! His cock is pounding your little gash so hard. It looks so hot, baby!” She leaned in a bit and started sucking on my right breast as the stranger continued to throttle my pussy with his unyielding thrusts. I grabbed the stool to steady myself—hopefully to keep myself from falling over. It sounded like the wall between us was going to collapse from how hard he was slamming into me. I grunted and moaned like a bitch in heat. Lilith had begun to rub my clit while still sucking and biting on my nipple. I was in sexual heaven. Suddenly it stopped. I felt the throbbing, anonymous cock pull out. The all-out assault on my pussy had ceased. “Did he finish?” I moaned a little dejectedly. I was close to orgasm myself. I could hear Lilith mumbling something I couldn’t make out, and then, “No. He hasn’t. Just a second.” As quickly as the pounding had stopped, it restarted with even more fervor. Lilith was completely under me now pushing my hips against the wall. There it was again...the rapid tapping on the wall. Lilith wasn’t pulling me away this time though. She was holding me firmly against the wall. I guess that made sense. He was wearing a condom so it really didn’t matter if he came inside me. I guess the sound of the tapping...knowing that this stranger was so turned on fucking naive, little me that he was going to cum did something to my brain. I could feel the floodgates open. “I’m coming,” I moaned unsteadily. My arms and legs twitching as the orgasm washed over me. “Oh fuck it feels so good.” “He’s cumming too,” Lilith moaned beneath me. “You’re such a hot, little, slut.” As the secret cock disappeared back into abyss behind the wall, I stood up straight. I realized I was covered it sweat. My heart was throbbing away—beating wildly in my chest. My mind was awash in a million conflicting thoughts about what I had just done. Lilith licked up my sweaty neck to my lips. As our lips met, she began kissing me deeply. “I knew that type of girl was inside of you! I fucking love it. Slut you is just so hot that I can’t help myself. I find myself wanting to ruin you.” “You’re such a terrible influence on me.” “I’m your Lilith after all,” she said giving me another kiss. I felt something drip onto the inner thigh of my left leg. I looked down turning towards the pulsating light emanating from the TV screen playing porn. My stomach dropped. I thought I was suddenly going to pass out. THAT was definitely not supposed to be there. “What the FUCK is THAT!!! WHY DID THAT DRIP OUT OF ME?!” I said in a panic. “So...about that,” Lilith said with a wicked smile forming on her mouth. She raised her left hand, and the red condom that I had seen early now hung freely from her thumb and forefinger. I instantly recalled the brief moment when the stranger stopped fucking me and she said something I couldn’t hear. “You slipped it off?!” I said angrily. Lilith gave a nod. “He fucking came inside me! Some random dude just came in me!” “I know baby, and it was so fucking hot seeing his cock and balls spasm as he pumped his load deep in that sweet, little cunt of yours.” “What if I catch something or get pregnant? What the fuck?!” I grabbed my tank-top and started to put in on. “You’re not going to catch anything, and you’re on the pill so don’t worry.” “I’m not on the fucking pill! Why would I be? My parents and church are against it. I definitely don’t need it going down on your pussy. Fuck...I don’t even bother to track to know if I am ovulating! Fuck! Fuck!! Fucks!!!” “I’m sorry, but that kinda makes this even hotter,” Lilith fired back. “Dammit, Lilith!” I said panicking at all the horrible consequences that were racing around and around in my mind. I reached for a wet-wipe to clean myself up. Lilith immediately swatted my hand away and took my face into the palm of her hands. Her hypnotic green eyes peered into my scared, brown eyes. “Baby, relax. Breathe. It’s fine. You’re fine.” “What I did was horrible. I am a horrible person.” “Stop that! You’re none of that. You’re sweet, funny, honest, passionate, and sexy. You’re also discovering you are a slut. It’s okay! We’re both sluts. We’re built for pleasure; to experience pleasure; to be pleasure objects for others to enjoy. You came tonight from being a slut...from being yourself without worrying about god or your parents. Besides, you look so freaking hot right now with that cum-stained top on and a completely different stranger’s spunk running down your legs.” “Honest?” “Honest, my love,” Lilith said giving me a soft kiss on my forehead. “Wear their cum with pride, baby. You made two men and one, redheaded girlfriend very happy tonight.” All of my fear and self-loathing melted away in that moment. She had never said the l-word before or called me her girlfriend. “Let’s go home, little cum slut. Show everyone on the way out what a good, messy, leaky job you did. You had a big first time here.” “First time?” “You wanna come back don’t you?” Lilith asked as she turned the doorknob to our booth. “Kinda,” I said with a devilish smile. “That’s my girl,” she replied taking my hand in hers as we walked out into the hallway. “Next time though...your ass gets fucked.” “Don’t get your hopes up,” I said squeezing her hand knowing that I would indeed be giving up my ass for the first time when we returned to booth number four.

Subversive speech💬 😱!!! There is no doubt that Disturbed Donnie will be sending you to Alcatraz. We'll keep answering your comments 😂😂😂👍.

I wonder if they ever came back looking for their toy but too late cause my boipussy already said finders keepers

If I'm wearing it jock it's because I want cock in my hole. It doesn't mean I'll necessarily only bottom but I'll present as only bottom then fuck guys if I really like their arse

I've never met a stud that wanted to wear one. They all wanted me to take the sperms inside me as a good tran whore. And I let them fill my hole with their slimy x

Celebrated my 12th poz birthday with me stopping meds... No. I'm kidding. I didn't stop for real. It was just me sleeping deep and temporarily skipping a dose. Just took it 3 hours later. My guy's fault, he drained me!

Like all places sometimes hot sometimes not. Having been here a number of times even the “not” nights can end up with something good. I was there on a not good piss night but found a couple that were there playing, got invited back to their place (gay hotel can’t remember which) for a very wet few hours where they invited their neighbours in to soak me out and ensure I didn’t go home thirsty. am back there 13-17May and 2-9Oct so will visit during those times especially for Load in October

When my now ex-wife first got into being a hotwife, I would join her and the guy who was her primary fwb at the time. She went raw with him so I loved watching his raw cock sliding in and out of her. I would go down on her after he had left and eat her pussy till she orgasmed. Eventually I realized that I was watching them to see his cock and imagine I was the one being fucked especially when they did anal. I also was only eating her out to eat his cum. Over time my ex realized this as well. Especially after I confessed to wanting to have sexual with men. After that we switched to a fully open relationship where we each did our thing independently. My ex had no desire to watch me with another man or hear any stories about it. I love being watched when I am blowing guys or being fucked.

Dubcon is a genius

Can’t wait for the next installment; let’s hope it’s soon

Getting an IP address from Turkey from Tor may not be useful, as I found that breeding zone is blocked in Turkey, also when using another normally acceptable location with Windscribe VPN. But it was possible to get through OK with Privado VPN.

Berdell upstate New York

Chapter 5 - Matt Matt was so mixed up as he laid with Amanda on the sofa. He was confused, worried, and unexplainably horny. He was worried Amanda would find out not only had he let her dad jerk him off in the shower that morning, but also that he had both her dad and her step dad’s dicks down his throat this afternoon. He was confused because he never felt so immediately attracted to anyone, let alone not one man but two. Plus the urge to obey and please them no matter what they wanted was so new and foreign to Matt. Most of all, he was super horny. He had not gone fully soft since they got out of the pool. He had been slightly chubbed all through dinner. And now as the daddies laid across from them on the other sofa under the blanket cuddling it made him even harder. He was wondering if the slight raise of the blanket around where Daddy Z’s lap would be was him jerking his monster dick or Daddy T behind him jerking him off. It made him insanely hot and hard thinking about it. The way Daddy T whispered into Daddy Z’s ear every so often. How they would laugh subtly at what ever he said. The knowing looks they would send Matt when they would catch him looking made for a very horny and frustrated young man. He tried to keep his rock hard dick hidden from Amanda in the basketball shorts he had changed into when he came in from the pool, but that was proving difficult. She had given him a few lustful looks as she bumped into his raging dick. Undoubtedly she thought it was due to her. At one point when the daddies had went into the kitchen to get drink refills, Amanda had pulled the front of his shorts down and put it between her legs, which only had her panties between his dick and her pussy. She slowly rocked back and forth on his dick. She reached back and pulled his hand around her waist and put it in the front of her panties. He almost robotically started to finger her. They did this a lot when they were around friends. They had gotten good at doing it quietly to hide it from their friends. But this time it wasn’t her making him hard it was her dads. They had the cover over them so when the daddies came back in the room they stopped long enough for them to get back on their sofa and under their covers. Amanda started again a few minutes after the daddies got settled back. She made very small noises they couldn’t hear over the movie (so Matt thought). However, Matt keep looking at the daddies as he was being used as a humping post. Daddy T was the first to look at him strange, then a knowing expression came over him. He whispered to Daddy Z who looked over and immediately got the same look and whispered back to Daddy T. Matt knew they were busted. Amanda of course had no clue. She was lower on the sofa and couldn’t see the daddies sofa. It was slightly behind them and from her placement/angle she couldn’t see them without picking up her head and upper body. The attention from the daddies made Matt even harder. He moved just a tad bit more, fucking Amanda’s thighs. She was busy trying to be quiet and looking at the TV trying to be convincing. Poor girl had no clue no one in the room was interested in her or her pussy. Daddy T pulled back the cover from them. They both had taken their shorts off. Matt could see Daddy T had his big raw dick in Daddy Z ass and was doing the same slow stroke he was. But where Matt was fucking cotton panties and thighs, Daddy T was balls deep in man cunt. Daddy Z was stroking his big dick and looking directly in Matt’s eyes. He mouthed what Matt thought was “Don’t cum boy. Save it for us” They left the cover back off them so Matt could see the show. They had also started kissing some, but not enough to draw Amanda’s attention. Matt continued to watch the daddies fuck as he humped their daughter’s thighs. He was so hard and wanted to cum so bad, but the authority in Daddy Z eyes and his demand keep his cum in his balls. Matt could tell from Amanda’s body movement she was close. She turned her head to him and he looked away from the daddies to give her a few very chaste kisses as she quietly moaned into his mouth. He felt her panties get wet as she came. Normally this would be enough to get him to cum. But he didn’t feel the tug in his balls this time. This was just habit for Matt, he had no desire at that moment to kiss her. Amanda turned back to the TV. Matt did as well, but a few seconds later turned his head back toward the daddies and found they still had the covers back and just as he looked Daddy T pulled his dick out of Daddy Z and shot one rope of cum on his hole before shoving his monster dick back into Z’s and held it there while he finished cumming. Daddy Z shot a huge load into the shorts he had pulled up to his dick just seconds before he came as he was being filled by Daddy T. That sight almost made Matt cum without touching himself. It felt much more erotic than Amanda rockong and cumming on his dick. It took all his control not to cum or moan out seeing the daddies cum. They pulled the covers back over them and kissed once more before both turning and winking to Matt. They then turned back to the movie. After the move had ended, before which Matt had put his dick back in his pants and made sure to angle away from Amanda. She had also pulled her shorts back up. “Babe it’s been a long day and the sun and alcohol have me so tired. Come with me to lay down. You can come back down after I fall asleep if you want. Daddy Z is a night owl like you, so he will be up to keep you company.” Amanda said as she got up. ”Good night sweet pea! Get some rest we are going shopping tomorrow, I want you well rested.” Daddy T said as he got up and made his way over to hug her goodnight. “Night darling” Daddy Z said, adding “Don’t worry I will keep Matty company when he comes back down.” He said as giving her a hug. ”Thanks Papa Z. But please don’t call him Matty, he hates that. Good night Papas.” She replied. “Matt I am going to go to the kitchen for a bottle of water, do you want one?” ”Yes please babe” he replied. As she walked into the kitchen Daddy T winked at Matt and followed her. Daddy Z came up behind Matt and hugged him to his chest, his monster cock hard again press against his ass. “You are our Matty boy, right” he said smoothly into Matt’s ear as he then kissed his ear and neck. ”Yes daddy! I am whatever you want me to be!” Matt replied obediently. ”Good boy. You didn’t cum in her right?” Daddy Z asked as he put his hand down Matt’s shorts feeling his hardening dick. “No sir. She only let me fuck her thighs and keep her panties on while I fingered her. She never lets me fuck her bare. But I didn’t come, I promise. I wanted to when you both came but I held it daddy.” “Yes she wouldn’t let anyone fuck her bare. We drilled the condom use rule into her hard. Even if we never use them ourselves.” Daddy Z said with a very sly laugh “You did well. Now go up, get her to sleep and then come down here. We will be taking your raw hole tonight” He pulled away just moments before Amanda came back in the room. Matt had his hands covering his crotch so she didn’t notice his bulge as he followed her up the stairs. He was soft enough to climb in bed and cuddle with her as she feel asleep. He laid there listen to her breath even out as she fell asleep. He admitted to himself he was definitely bi, a bottom, and loved pleasing the daddies. While he did mange to keep his dick down (barely) he knew he wanted to feel both the daddies own his hole! Ok, another chapter done. Hope you all like it. Thank you for all the positive feedback. More to come!

If there's one thing that I've learned about myself, it is that I will make time to get fucked, suck dick, eat ass, or a combination of either, no matter how busy I might be. You might be thinking what the fuck I'm talking about or why it's even relevant, but my love for being a filthy whore and simply saying, "I don't have time to meet today," has played a key role in many choices both good and bad. It was Sunday, September 27, 2020, a day that completely changed something in me and opened me up (no pun intended) to the dark and [banned word] wonders of sex. It was also the day I knew what PNP meant and who Tina was. I was supposed to be staying indoors, but like always, I let my craving for dick take over me, and I was on a mission to get as many loads as possible. I decided I didn't want to cruise Vista Point, a rest stop on the side of Highway 101 heading towards Santa Cruz, which is still an active cruising spot for older raunchy men and cum loving twinks like me. For reference, Vista Point is where I was first spit-roasted and where I first tried poppers. If you'd like to hear more about this, read "After 4 years I finally decided to be a TINA PIG AGAIN," a true story about my re-introduction with PNP! Back to the story – As I packed my backpack and headed out the door, my parents asked where I was going, and I told them I would be going to Sacramento for a week since I still had my apartment there. With a confused look, they said, "ok, be careful, call when you get there." Little did they know that I would be heading to SF with hopes of being the best whore possible. I got to SF around 4 pm and was unsure where to go, so I drove to Union Square and cruised for a bit. As usual, I checked my Grindr application and weeded through messages to find a top who could host. There were several contenders, but none caught my attention until a message with an anonymous profile pic came in. His message was short, but he simply told me he was a Pig Top who could host on California St and was looking for a slut bottom. There was something about the message that turned me on so fucking much; I don't know if it was the anon factor of it or if I was just horny. I remember him asking me if I blew clouds, and I said yes, even though I didn't. I drove to his apartment complex and reluctantly parked right in front, and there he was. A tall white dude in his mid-40s wearing shorts waited for me next to a little door on the side of his building. I knew from the moment I saw him that he was a pig top, and just by the grin he had on his face, I knew that I was gonna have a good time. This little door on the side of the complex was where the residents dumped their trash, and I knew that because there were various trash bins; for a minute, I imagined myself on all fours, getting fucked. We went through a door and up some stairs and then walked down a long hallway to the last door. His place was messy and small, and a red LED light lit his apartment. A queen-sized bed sat in the middle, and on a small table next to it were pipes, poppers, and other things. Bareback porn played in the background, and a Zoom group of guys getting high played on a laptop. He had also forgotten to mention that a buddy would be there too, a tall Hispanic tattooed everywhere, hitting a big pipe with a devious look at him. Between the red light, the porn, and the smell of Tina filling up the room, I got rock hard, and all I could think of was being on all fours and worshipping cock. "I don't think I'll blow clouds right now," I said as I took off my clothes and got on all fours, and started sucking cock. I remember putting on a blindfold and getting extremely stimulated by the aroma of Tina and the clicking sound of the torch heating up the pipe. I hit the poppers and sucked dick like I was starving. In my head, I repeated, "fuck yea slut, keep sucking dick," and I did just that. "Do you wanna get high?" the host asked me, and I remember his friend saying, "Get that slut high right now" I didn't respond and arched my back even more as a way of showing submission. Before I knew it, I was being shot-gunned and was being instructed on what to do. "When I put my mouth to yours, inhale and pass it back," said the host, and I just did that; I sniffed the poppers and waited for him to deliver the Tina to my mouth. He shot-gunned me again, and I remember being disgusted at the metallic taste of it. "One more, but inhale it well and pass it back and forth," instructed his friend... "Fuck yea, just like that, can you feel something," asked his friend. I remember nodding my head and feeling tingly, unsure if that was Tina or my ass being eaten. I opened my mouth and asked for one more shot-gun, which turned into one more and then another and another. By this time, I felt like I was fucking flying, and the guys knew it. I felt completely enveloped in lust, and all I could think about was getting my hole pounded. "More, I want more, shotgun me again, please…I want to be a Tina Poz whore” I begged, and his buddy (I know it was his buddy because he had a deeper voice) told me, "I'm gonna teach you how to hit the pipe so you can get spun asf…yea is that what you want you slut? You wanna be a spun whore for us" – "Fuck yea, that's what I want; turn me into a fucking whore, please," I begged. The pipe met my lips, and I was instructed on how and when to hit it; mind you, I was still blindfolded, which altered all of my senses. After several failed attempts, I was able to hit the pipe the correct way, and holy fuck I was fucking flying. I felt so fucking hot and horny, a type of horniness I had never felt before. At this point, it was clear to both guys that I was their fucking bitch, and I gave them the green light to do anything to me; all I could think about was getting fucked and having a dick in my mouth. I have no idea what time it is or how long this will go on. One thing is for sure I want as much dick as possible. I take off the blindfold at some point, and everything looks so distorted to me, probably because my eyes have been covered for a while. I reach for the pipe very slowly because I can’t even feel my legs, LOL and his friend passes me the pipe and makes me hit it again. I slowly start to feel a big dick tease my hole… slowly pushing against it. His friend stands up and starts to face fuck me, and then my hole begins to swallow the other guy's dick. These guys have done this before, and I'm not the only slut they have whored out. Simultaneously, my throat is being gagged, and my hole is being pounded; I can feel myself getting wet, and my hole is being churned over and over. “Fuck yea, fuck yea, take that big dick; this is what you wanted, huh! This is what the fuck you wanted,” says his friend as he continues to fuck my throat. I get fucked for about 3 hours nonstop, both by him and his friend, and in between that time, I’m also smoking, sniffing poppers DEEP, and begging to be whored out. His friend pulls a pair of red pantyhose, which I still own to this day, and tells me to put them on as they will make me feel like a good bitch boy. Without hesitation, I do just that: I put them on, look at myself in the mirror, and feel good. “You look good slut” says the host, who is now lying back and watching his friend take charge. It’s about 1 am, and we take a break; I mean the host and his friend because I don’t want to stop; I want my hole to keep getting pounded. “Please fuck me,” I say. “Breed my hole, don’t stop. Open me up and do whatever you want, please.” They both let out a grin, and the friend told me to roll over, get on my back, and spread my legs wide. He feeds me poppers and grabs a big dildo, and without any lube needed, he starts thrusting deep, fast, and hard. This shit feels so fucking good, and my hole is loving every minute of it. I can feel my hole getting loose and wet, and in between each thrust, he eats me out and leans over to kiss and spit inside my mouth. “You’re gonna get charged up tonight slut” he whispers in my ear, and I spread my legs apart as much as possible “fuck yea, charge that fucking pussy; knock his fucking ass up,” says the host, who is stroking his big dick. His friend starts to moan, and so do I because by this point, he’s reached my second hole, and the feeling is so intense. “Take it, take this big dick. This is what you wanted, huh” My eyes roll back “fuck yes, please don’t stop, fuck, I’m gonna pee myself, oh fuck.” That’s the first time someone has made me piss while getting fucked; he keeps pounding my hole and begins to moan as he unloads in my loose hole. “Welcome to the family,” he says as my hole is loose and leaking with his cum. He plops over on the bed and lets out a giggle; I think I wore him out 😈 they probably didn’t expect me to be this much of a slut. It's now around 4 am, and I'm still not tired; I feel so fucking high, and my hole is still throbbing for cock. For a brief moment, we all take a big sigh and go with the flow of things, but that moment is short since I’m instructed to hop on the host’s dick and start riding it. I do just that; I grab onto the headboard and bounce on that big cock up and down; the friend also gets up and grabs the pipe and makes me hit it; he watches with pleasure. Up and down I go, moaning and begging for more cock, feeling higher than a fucking kite! His friend leans into me and puts his dick in my hole, too, and I begin to get double penetrated; my hole is wet asf, probably because both of them have just unloaded into what was once a very tight hole. I don’t remember much after that, but I do have some recollection of getting fucked by some of their buddies. What was supposed to be an “ordinary” hook-up with a pig top turned out to be one of the most intense, dirtiest, and kinkiest moments that I’ve ever experienced. I can’t even describe how much of a pig I felt like and how Tina showed me how good of a whore I am 🥳😈. I should also mention that the guys were great to me, and the host even allowed me to stay at his place for about 2 weeks to get back to normal. I hope you enjoyed reading this story 🥳😶‍🌫️😈.

I'm just shy of 60 now and I don't necessarily look it (no wrinkles, no crow's feet, no clear indications found in most men of a certain age). Recently hit on by someone 34 who couldn't believe my age. Same with a 29 year old who thought I was hot (I'm modest). It was weird at first for me, but I'm not complaining because -- again, bisexual perspective -- most women my age look that much plus a few, and guys haven't figured out you can't do constant sun without using facial products. I've stopped saying my age unless directly asked, then I'll let them guess. 😉

Met a top today off fabguys.com Took his girthy cock and 2 day load deep inside of me.

So I couldn't get out of my head what happened. I didn't like it at the time that it got out of hand but after thinking about it..It was hot as fuck. So yesterday afternoon I went back to see if that suv was there.. but nope 😪 I sat there for about 30 minutes to see if he will show up. Again no but and older guy walked up to my car and asked if I'm here for anything? I asked about the suv but he didn't know. He asked if I wanted to get sucked so I said sure. So he sucked me as I waited a little more for the suv. Released a big load and he left. I stayed around a little more but it was dead there.

even with all that... and it is straight up trash. its better than NYC. sadly.

Part 13 Later Saturday morning Nick was at the warehouse checking on the business. The play area had pretty much been cleaned up from the previous night’s party so they were on schedule to reset the space later in the afternoon in time for the private birthday party starting at 9 p.m. With that under control, he stopped by the desk of his media manager. “Hey Tony how are you doing with the footage from last night,” he asked? “Good morning boss man; I already have all the stills and general video clips of last night’s party uploaded to the club members' site.” “I also have the video edited from the soccer player’s conversion; I just need to set the linkage up with the payment system so people can view it.” Nick smiled, “You are the best!” Tony sarcastically replied, “I’m just putting that fancy MIT degree to work.” That got a laugh out of Nick and then he continued his questions. “Where are you on the promotional clip for our newest addition?” “I’m actually pretty far; should have it up on the site in a couple hours to promote the party Sunday night.” “I’m impressed,” replied Nick. Tony continued, “Ever since we added the RFID chip to those arm bands it makes it so much easier to trigger certain cameras and to track what area to focus on during a party.” ‘We don’t have to go through so much footage at the end to find good usable video like we used to.” “Time is money, so the faster we get things up on the web the better; if the big theme parks only knew how we adapted their concept.” They both roared with laughter. “Nick I do have a question about some of the material.” “Do you want to use any of the footage of the guy putting on the cock ring in the changing room back at the store?” Nick shook his head, “No, as amusing as that was to watch him struggle, we really want to promote him as a dominant Top for this event and that struggle could be interpreted as a sign of weakness.” “I don’t know how closely you looked at it, but at one point he was almost crying in pain trying to get that ring over his balls and half hard cock.” Tony agreed, this promotional clip really was meant to show this guy as a strong dominant total Top. Nick started to leave to check on something else but stopped to remind Tony of a couple more things. “Don’t forget to set up the special privileges auction function for Sunday’s event.” “I also need you or one of the other guys to be at the store by 3:30 on Sunday afternoon to take pictures of our new addition; I’ll explain more on that later.” It was after 11 in the morning before Rob finally woke up. He had a terrible headache and felt lethargic. He couldn’t figure out why he would feel that way; he didn’t really drink that much last night he thought yet he felt like he had a hangover and was itching for something to pick him up. He didn’t bring any Tylenol with him on the trip so he’d have to deal with that later. First he needed a long hot shower to wash off the sweat and smell of sex. His hot shower helped a little but he was still a little edgy. He decided he would go down to the hotel pool and relax awhile and then text Cody from last night to set up something for later. As Rob relaxed at the pool he took the opportunity to check his profiles on the hook-up sites for messages. As he scanned the messages on his phone he was amazed at how many guys wanted to hook up and service his cock. He wasn’t surprised that he got messages, after all he was a real stud; he was just a bit shocked by the sheer number of them. Was it the new pictures he added to the profiles or was it just because he was in New Orleans and there were more willing horny bottoms here than there were back in Ohio? He’d have to wait until he returned home next week to make that determination. He was confident though that he’s get some fresh meat in Ohio and probably a lot of sluts begging for a repeat fuck. His cock started to harden at that thought and his bulge became quite evident in swim trunks. He quickly deleted a lot of the messages of guys he thought weren’t deserving of his cock. With all these messages he could afford to be choosy. Soon his phone buzzed indicating he just received a message from BBRT. According to the profile associated with the message, it was from a couple visiting from Toronto, Canada. It said they were both total bottoms and liked three-ways and watching their partner getting fucked. Rob wasn’t quite sure how a pair of bottoms could be a couple; to him it seemed like they wouldn’t get much sex that way. Their pictures on the profile looked good. There was one of them both sharing a cock in their mouths, a couple of nude frontals and a pic of each of them getting fucked by a mystery cock. The most interesting thing though was that according to the geolocation feature, they were less than 100 feet away. Rob looked up from his phone and spied the pair on the other side of the pool holding their phone and staring at him. When they nodded at him, Rob acknowledged them and nodded back. With the dark sunglasses he was wearing, the pair couldn’t really tell how much Rob was staring, so they stood up and entered the pool to get wet. They casually swam toward Rob to try to determine if he was interested but Rob kept his cool and from his poker face they really couldn’t tell. However when they exited the pool and Rob saw their tight little asses in their Speedos his cock twitched. Rob then replied to their message “You want my cock – your room – lead the way.” With that the Canadians quickly dried off and headed back into the hotel. Rob slowly followed them to the elevator inside. When the three were alone in the elevator on the way to the 12th floor, Rob took a closer look at them without his sunglasses. They matched the profile pictures pretty well, but he couldn’t tell which ass shot belonged to which since they had covered up with their towels for the trip back to the room. Both guys had the same dark hair and trim smooth body. One of the pair got bold and reached out to rub Rob’s cock thru his swim trunks. Rob got a smirk on his face and said “I hope you two don’t get into some lover’s quarrel over who gets fucked first” “ Don't worry, I’m sure I have at least a load for each of you.” The elevator soon reached the 12th floor and the trio exited. Once inside the room, Rob wasted no time and dropped his trunks. “Suck my cock faggots!’ he sneered. The two immediately dropped to their knees and both began to work on Rob’s cock with their tongues. It was clear these two had done this many times before; they worked together like a synchronized team. While one sucked Rob’s cock the other would lick and suck his low hanging balls. Without a word they would switch roles. Rob took some time to thrust his cock in one throat and pump a few times and then move to the other guy’s mouth as they were kneeled before him. “Ok cock whores, get your asses out of those pussy suits and get prepared to take a pounding.” “Since you both did a decent job getting my cock wet, that’s all the lube you are getting; I will let you decide who gets fucked first.” The shortest of the pair climbed up on the bed, reached back to spread his cheeks and presented his hole to Rob. Without a word Rob lined up and slammed his cock into the waiting hole. The bottom screamed in pain into the pillow while his partner watched and jerked his own throbbing cock. Rob noticed him jerking and decided it wasn’t acceptable for a bottom to be masturbating that way. If there was a Top in the room, that bottom should have his focus on pleasuring him. Rob kicked at the voyeur’s cock and said “Get your tongue out and eat my ass while I fuck your boyfriend!” When the bottom didn’t move fast enough, Rob grabbed him by the hair and pulled him back to his ass. “Now start eating!” The Canadian didn’t have a choice really. This certainly wasn’t how he and his partner usually played. Part of the fun for them was to watch the pleasure in the other’s face as they were getting fucked. In this case though, Rob was fucking so roughly that it wasn’t clear the one who was getting plowed was getting much enjoyment. In fact from the blood streaks on Rob’s cock, it was more of a case of the ass being brutally ripped open. After a half hour of hard pounding Rob came in the bottom’s ass. He then pulled out, turned and had the other bottom clean his cock. “Clean that cock, I don’t want you having any extra cum as lube.“ “You need to experience the same joy as your boyfriend just did.” The guy on the bed was crying from that experience and he was clearly in shock. Rob pushed him off the bed and pulled the other by his hair onto the bed. He then repeated the process by lining his cock up and slamming it in. Although the new bottom was expecting a rough fuck after witnessing his partner being used, he wasn’t quite prepared for the entry and he too yelled out into the pillow. “Hey fucker, your ass is tighter than your boyfriend’s, he’s probably been sneaking around on you.” “Tell you what; I’ll open you up so you both have matching gaping holes.” Rob started deep hard thrusts more aimed at hurting the bottom than anything thing else. His deep thrusts and motion didn’t really allow for the previously fucked bottom to rim him while he was fucking. That didn’t stop Rob from adding a little extra degradation to the mix. He reached over and grabbed the guy by the neck and pushed his face toward the floor. “You focus on licking and worshipping my feet while I’m busy fucking.” This fuck lasted a little longer than the first and it was almost 40 minutes of solid fucking before Rob shot his next load into the now bloodied ass. The foot worshiper was then made to clean Rob’s cock. Rob put his swim trunks back on and headed toward the door. “I’ll let you know if I want another round, since I know where you are staying and it's convenient for me.” “That was fun,” Rob thought. His headache was still there from his party withdrawal, but the fucking did get his juices flowing and made him feel a little bit better. He decided to go back to his own room and text Cody.

Predators and prey (Part 10) Predators and prey (Part 10) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** Michael recovered slowly from the traumatic rape, which happened to him a few nights ago. Steven was busy working as a doctor in a hospital, and because of his long working shifts, he didn’t see him that often. Matt was the one, who took care of Michael, but he felt that he was not welcome. One morning Matt was preparing the breakfast for the boy. He pissed into the teapot, before mixing it with the hot water. Of course he didn’t forget to add some teabags. Then he prepared some scrambled eggs and blew his nose into the pan. It was so wicked, but it was Matt’s morning routine for the new ‘guest. He loved the idea, that Michael would drink and eat some of his waste. Michael’s room was quite dreary with only a bed, a small table and one chair. There was no window. Michael never knew, if it was day or night. Matt insisted there would be no television, radio or newspaper. The door had to be locked at any time and the boy got sedated heavily for his own goods. That was helpful, because this way Matt could abuse the guy regularly and throw some fucks into his body. Matt had convinced his boyfriend, that it would be dangerous, if the Michael would escape and inform the cops about this residence. They didn’t know, what was going on in Michael’s mind. Steven decided, they would to get him back to his feet and then set him free. Matt unlocked the door and brought the breakfast in. He served it on a small tablet. “Hey… you… wake up! Breakfast time….” he put the tablet down at the table. Then he pinched the boy’s sensitive nipples. Michael moaned in his drugged state. The effect of the drugs subsided and he could smell the food. He was hungry and so he stuffed some pillows beneath his back and received the tablet. Matt sat there with his leg spread widely. You could clearly see his nice package. “Thank you for the food. It tastes great.” Mike smiled cutely. “Yeah… drink your tea also….” Matt answered. He watched the boy picking up the cup and sipping the tea. It was still hot. Matt fondled his penis through the fabric of his pants openly and smiled. “I really appreciate, that you are taking care of me. I hope I will be on my feet soon. I am still aching you know? My butthole never seems to heal. Is that normal? I thought after a while it wouldn’t hurt so bad. But it is still hurting me a lot!” Michael blabbered. Matt thought about last night, when he visited the youngster to fuck him roughly. No wonder his ass would not heal up so fast. He was molesting him almost every night and every day. As soon as the pills would knock him out, he would bang the boy’s asshole without mercy. It was fun. Although the lad was almost comatose, he still felt the pain obviously. “It is so boring in here. Can I spend some time with you in the kitchen or so? Maybe I could socialize with some of your friends” the young boy asked. “Nah…. well maybe I could call some guys for you… if you insist!” After getting the twink back into his bed he actually called one of his friends. His name was Dean and he was a nasty POZ top. He was in his 40’s already, but had a trained body and a 9 incher in his pants. “Yeah… he is Steven’s patient. But 18 years old only and he was quite abused on a bareback party. Maybe you want to charge him up a little bit?” He mixed the truth with some lies, to make sure, that Dean would want to fuck the teen. 30 Minutes later the doorbell rang. Dean looked hot in his tight black jeans. His bulge was already bigger than usual, so Matt guessed Dean was already hot to share his toxic semen. “Don’t tell him, you are here to fuck him. I will sedate him with some pills first. Then you can use him, as hard as you wish.” Matt whispered. He unlocked the door and both guys entered the room, which was more like a cell. Dean just took one look at Michael and he started already massaging his dick through his jeans. Matt leaned against the wall, while Dean moved away the blanket and realized the twink was absolutely naked underneath. Michael felt a bit intimidated. “Michael… this is one of my friends. His name is Dean and he wanted to know you better.” “Hello Dean…” Michael whispered. “Hello faggot. You are a faggot, right? I can smell it, that you are….” Dean snarled dangerously. Michael looked very scared now. This aggressive behavior pushed him back into this fatal night, when he was raped and hurt seriously. Dean recognized this was not a good start and so he switched his appearance immediately. “Listen… I didn’t want to scare you. I turn that way sometimes. No need to be afraid of me.” Dean grinned, but he still looked dangerous. The boy looked at the huge guy suspiciously. “Will he rape me?” Michael addressed his question to Matt. “No… No, of course not, you are safe here. You wanted someone to talk to… that’s why he is here. But this has to be our secret” Matt explained. Subsequently he smacked Dean over his head to reinstate some composure. The new ‘friend’ took a seat. He edged the chair away from the bed, screeching the chair legs and parted his legs far apart. This way Michael could see the huge bulge in full view. “You must be very ill, Matt told me. You got to stay all day in bed?” Dean asked casually. “Well… I feel much better now. I don’t have to be in bed all day long, but mostly I am, because I am tired very often” Michael replied. “Okay… so if you are not tired now, why don’t you take a seat with me?” “There is only one chair…. and you are sitting in that chair” the twink responded. “Oh…. you are right…. but look how much space there is in front of me. You could kneel here, between my legs… then we would be a bit closer. You and I” Dane smiled. “Come on… don’t be afraid. I promise to you, I won’t attack you.” “O… ok.” Michael wrapped the blanket around him like a robe and got out of the bed. He kept some distance and knelt in front of Dean who smiled down at him with a pearl white shark grin. “Move a bit closer boy. Let us get acquainted. Use your hands and place them on my knees. That’s harmless, but we will get a connection.” Dean suggested. Michael slid closer to Dean, but in order to place his hands at the requested spot, he had to let go of the blanket. It fell down to the floor and finally showed his nudity. “Do you feel better now” Dean asked in a monotonous voice. The twink nodded uncertainly. “So what happened to you?” Dean asked. Immediately the boy got totally stiff and looked extremely frightened. He summarized that he was raped and beaten and that Steven had rescued him. “How did you get into that situation” Dean wanted to know. “I went to this place by myself” Michael sniffed. “So it was your fault that you got raped. You went there all by yourself. No one forced you to… hum?” The pup lowered his head. “I wanted sex… but I didn’t know they would hurt me so bad.” was the boy’s defense. “True… but in the end, it was you who chose to look for trouble” Dean retorted. “Believe me, talking about this stuff will help you to accept, that it is not always the fault of the other one. You got to accept the facts and ask yourself why you did it in the first place.” Dean felt like his pants would rip any second now. His cock was so hard, it was almost unreal. Michael was not so responsive at the moment. “I will tell you a secret, how you can relax your body and soul within a minute. But you must be open for new things – ok?” Dean asked calmly. “Do you know, when do Babies have their happiest hour?” Michael shrugged his shoulders. “They are carefree, when they suckle on their mother’s tits. Did you know that?” “As an adult you can get the same experience, all you need is something you can suckle on. Come closer between my legs” Dean ordered. Michael’s hands were almost placed now next to Dean’s enormous bulge. “Believe me – this is not sexual, and you don’t have to suck my dick. I am here to help you on your way and give you a good feeling” Dean used nice word, but his eyes were totally emotionless. He just wanted to free his cock. “Open my jeans…. open my belt slowly and then every button – take your time…” he almost whispered those words in a soothing way. “Don’t force me to suck you please” the lad begged, while working on the buttons. “I won’t – I promised you. You see my briefs? Do you see where my cock ends? Start to suckle on my briefs. I know you think this is probably sucking, but it is not. My cock is still covered. This will help you calm you down. You are not in danger, but you will almost feel like a little baby again…” Dean continued whispering. Very slowly Michael raised himself up a little bit and lowered his head to Dean’s white briefs. He could see the huge cock glans underneath the fabric and licked across it with his tongue. Then he half engulfed it with his mouth and started to suckle as he was told. Matt observed the whole scene and saw Dean was crossing his arms behind his head and seemed to be very pleased. “Do you feel it, how this is calming you down already? Concentrate on sucking my dick” “U-huuu” We heard the smacking sounds, and even Matt was jerking his cock through his pants right now. “Did you wear tight jeans that night?” “U-huuu” Michael confirmed that. “So you wanted the guys to get horny for your ass. And you were looking for some dicks. It was not the tops fault, that it got all out of hand… in the end you were responsible for the outcome. You and your faggot ass” The lad continued to suckle on Dean’s cock, while listening to his logic. He had already Dean’s cock taste in his mouth. Dean was leaking precum like a faucet and Michael sucked that all up. He sucked and swallowed his tormentor’s toxic precum. “You simply have to accept the fact, that you are a faggot and that you deserve such brutal treating” Matt talked softly to Michael, that it would be time for his pills. As soon, as he heard that he turned to Matt and looked at him sadly. Slowly he got up and went back to his bed. Matt handed him the glass of water and a few different pills. “You feel better now?” Dean asked the boy. He nodded gingerly. “I need to sleep…. now….” Michael stammered. He closed his eyes, as if he wouldn’t be able to keep them open any longer. “He will be out in two minutes” Matt explained. Dean nodded and got up. He started pulling his shirt over his head. Michael opened his eyes again slowly and looked very tired. Although he saw, that Dean wore no shirt anymore, he couldn’t connect these things anymore. “Thanks…. for your visit… and your… help *sighs*” Dean kicked his shoes off and started to get out of his pants while grinning evilly at the lad. “Maybe I can… suckle on your… cockhead again… soon *closes his eyes again*” “Don’t worry. You will do that and so much more….” Dean answered coldheartedly. “You can get between his legs now… he won’t remember a thing from now on” Matt stated without any empathy. Dean grunted as he got on the bed. He raised Michael’s legs and rested them on his shoulder. He wanted to give the boy and long and brutal ride. He forced his rigid stiff cock down into Michael’s tight and narrow asshole in a fast and ramming motion. This was too good to be true…

I winked my hole and enjoyed the squishing of his cum when I heard him talking to someone outside. I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but I recognized his voice. Then the door opened and someone else stepped in. He didn’t say anything, but I heard his boots step up to my door, and then silence. He must have been reading the note. Then I heard his zipper open, and he said, “I already seen you kid, now I just want your hole.” I imagined he was one of the white guys—a Daddy, from the sound of his voice. I heard him spit on his cock, and as he shoved it in, I was kind of glad that he didn’t want to use a rubber. “Enjoy it, Daddy,” I said, and I think I felt his cock twitch a little when I called him “Daddy.” He grabbed my ankles and started to fuck. “Yeah…good that you know what you’re for, boy. Nice tight, slick boy-hole. That last guy lubed you up good for me.” It was clear he was a talker. Fine with me. “Yes he did. He left a big load in me for everyone else to use.” His cock twitched again. “You spread for Nigga cock a lot, boy?” As he asked me that, I heard the garage door open, and more footsteps. “This must be the place,” said a second voice. “Nice setup he’s got here.” My top was too focused to do more than glance at the new guy, if he even did that. “I’ll spread for anyone who needs a hole to cum in,” I replied, loud enough for the new guy to hear too. That time I was sure I felt his cock twitch. And my own cock was leaking a puddle of pre-cum on my belly. I scooped some up and started to jack myself. I started to flex my hole every few thrusts and heard him grunt each time I did. “Damn, boy! Got a four-day load I need to blow. You keep that up and you’re gonna get it soon…” His breathing was getting ragged and I could feel that he was sweating when his balls slapped against my ass. “That’s what I’m for, Daddy,” I replied. “I want to make sure you enjoy using me.” That pushed him over the edge. He slammed in to me balls-deep, and gripped my ankles so tightly that he was stopping the circulation. I actually felt his balls pull up when he blew because the hairs scraped against my ass. I could tell he was trembling from the force of the first few blasts, and from the sound of it he was grunting through tightly gritted teeth. And when his cock stopped pulsing, he huffed once and pulled out, and I heard him reach over for some tissues to wipe off his cock. Then he zipped up, and I heard him rustling the condom packets that I had separated and left on a silver (plastic and foil) tray. “I’m taking all your rubbers and throwing ‘em out, boy,” he said. “Nobody should have to use ‘em with you, and you know you don’t want ‘em to anyway.” “He’s all yours,” he said to the new guy, then slapped him on the shoulder and left. The next guy had stepped up to my hole before the garage door had even closed. His cock felt only semi-hard, and might not have slipped in as easily as it did if I hadn’t been so slick with cum. “Glad the line was short,” he said. “I gotta take a wicked piss.” By the time it registered with me what he’d said, I was already feeling his hot urine stream filling me. I was a bit in shock, and didn’t say anything. Neither did he, except to sigh loudly and moan, “Y-e-e-e-a-a-h-h…” Then I knew that he must be the guy I’d argued with online. Not really argue, but we had a lengthy discussion about what I was into and what was allowed and not allowed. Piss was never mentioned on either list. When he was finished, he just pulled out and left without another word, leaving me to decide how I felt about piss-play. My cock seemed to like it, at least, because it had started to swell the moment I felt his piss in me, and was harder than it had been all night. He’d heard my conversation with the last guy about “using me” and knowing “what I’m for”. So he used me. Maybe he didn’t use me for sex, or to cum in, but he used me. He needed to piss, and I was just a hole, so he used me.

Part 6 I grabbed Blakes collar and dragged him across the floor on his stomach depositing him next to a large ottoman before pulling the next toy out of the bag. Placing my fingers in his mouth, I pried his jaw apart and shoved a mouth spreader in it, quickly buckling it behind his head. I turned the screw on the side, stretching his jaw painfully apart. Blake moaned in pain. I picked him up and placed him on his back on the ottoman and attached his wrists to the rings on the side of the leather collar to keep them out of the way. Then I took a couple of chains and attached them to the ankle cuffs, raising his legs up and also attaching them to the collar leaving his already sloppy cunt open and vulnerable, then pulled his shoulders so his head hung off the ottoman. "There you go men! Two available cumholes. Unable to resist what you've got for him! Just a couple more things." I tied a bandana over his nose and grabbed a little baggie, taking out a nice sized rock, pushing it deep into the wet, open cunt, causing Blake to moan from the burning. "Damn Jeese!" exclaimed Buck. "Giving him more?" "Fuck yea man! I told you I want this little bitch royally fucked up and wrecked. When I'm through with him he won't be nothing but a worthless piece of used up gutter trash. Now whose up? Line your cocks up to the holes but wait till I say go, then show this slut no mercy!" Roy and Brad stepped up next. Brad had a respectable 8 inches and moved to Blake's head while Roy chose his pussy to receive the wrath of his very thick 10 inches. "Hold on Jesse." said Roy. If you really wanna ruin this crackers hole, I got just the thing. With that he pulled a fat ring out of his pocket and put it through his pierced cock head. It was covered with short, sharp spikes. "I never get to use this thing. This little bitch is about to be ripped to shreds!" "Fuck yea brother!" I exclaimed. "This cunt is about to be brutalized!" With that I took the poppers and poured some on the bandana over the bitches nose and grabbed a pair of alligator tit clamps that had sharp, needle like teeth. "Get ready to suffer, bitch!" I hissed in Blakes ear as he whimpered in fear, unable to stop the brutal attack he was about to recieve. "Ready.......Set........Go!" I shouted as I released the clamps on the sluts tender nips as two cocks plunged in his two fuck holes deep and hard. Blake screamed and convulsed as pain tore through his entire body. He choked and gagged on the cock buried in his throat as spit and puke poured out of his mouth. The men cheered as the teenager helplessly had his body pulverized by the two pounding cocks. You could see the cock in his throat stretch it wide as it slid in balls deep. Fresh red oozed from his ripped cunt as the spiked cock shredded his insides. Brad would occasionally pull all the way out so Blake could quickly gasp for air before burying himself down the boys throat again, grabbing the chain on the clamps and pulling on Blakes tender titties, causing the clamps to dig in harder. Tears flowed from Blakes eyes as the men reduced him to nothing more than two wet holes. Roy would pull his cock out and rub the spikes around the boys tender inflamed ass ring before plunging it back it, mercilessly scraping his insides. Before long, Blakes screams subsided as the pain and drugs transported him into another realm. Soon both men buried their throbbing cocks as deep as they could while cum was pumped into both ends of the cumdump. No time was wasted before two more men stepped up for their turns. Roy generously loaned his pierced ring to another man with a piered cock to continue further wrecking the already bleeding cunt. The new man had a very visible bio hazard tattoed on his chest. I raised up Blakes head so he could see the tattoo as the man roughly shoved his spiked cock into the already damaged fuckhole. "See that bitch?" I whispered into Blake's ear. "After tonight you wont be anything more than my whore. I'll sell you to anyone I want, any time I want, any where I want. And there wont be a thing you can do about it. Your diseased cunt will barely be worth the money you'll make for me. Nobody else will want you. Your parents wont want an infected, drugged pussy fag for a son. You are mine now. And I'll keep you as long as your usefull, then sell you for what I can get. Say good bye to the life you knew! Watch as he fills you with his poison! Feel his dirty cum seep into your ripped up insides. Tonight you fufill your destiny!" As I said those words, the man fucking him bellowed as he filled Blake's ass with more cum. I just dropped Blakes head back down as a cock slammed down his open throat. Blake was used like this for over an hour before I released him and removed the mouth spreader. But his night was far from over.

MAC MEN 5: THE SHUDDER PARTY 1 That night, I strip down to my sluttiest kick-around-the-house Sub4 shorts, cut the tags off my sexy new gear and lay it all out of my bed. As I walk from room to room, Ron’s load seeps from my ass and I just let it. When I feel it getting close to dripping onto the floor, I take my fingers, scoop some up and bring it to my lips. So fucking tasty. I get a text from Angel. HIM: “You were on fire today, Randy. I get so boned watching you fuck, seeing you evolve into the no-apologies cumswapper you were born to be.” ME: Aw, blushing. HIM: Meant to send you this before. Forgot. I open the attachment. It’s the video Angel took after our first fuck when his load was leaking from my ass. It’s only 15 seconds long but I’m rock hard by the time I get to the end of it. I can’t believe how white Angel’s load is. And how huge. A big glob comes out first, and then a much smaller glob. You think that’s it but then the biggest, whitest glob of all oozes out and slides down my crack onto the crusty mattress. You hear Angel say, “Atta boy, way to take that load,” and then the clip ends. I text him back. ME: Jesus H, that was hot. And your cum is so thick and white. You’re like Liquid Paper Cum Man. HIM: LOL. 3 Days Till Shudder. How you feeling? ME: Excited. Anxious. Probably won’t sleep the night before. HIM: You gotta try to. You’ll need your energy. And try to hold off cumming till then. Wanna make sure your first Shudder load is a massive one. ME: Geez, that’ll be hard. I’m kind of a breeding machine at this point. LOL. HIM: You laugh but I already got a few friends that want to swap seed with you. I’ve kind of been bragging. ME: Wow. Blows my mind. HIM: Wanna meet at my place and ride together on Saturday? ME: Sure. You afraid I’ll chicken out? HIM: No, just want to walk in with you. Watch the heads turn, watch your face…your cock react...your hole…and then unleash the Frankenstein monster I’ve created on the world. ME: LOL. Fuck, ur 2 much. For the next two days, I can hardly think about anything but Shudder. Angel texts me regular updates. “Just passed 150 RSVPs…lots of new meat…super hotties…gonna be epic.” Two days before the party, I run into Bryan from the gym storeroom at a coffeehouse. He says he has a family obligation that night but hopes to show up later. We have a nice chat about nothing really but there’s something extraordinary about the interaction—an intangible intimacy—that I’m sure is born out of the fact that we bred each other. If we hadn’t swapped seed but just hooked up, it wouldn’t be the same. Call it the insemination effect. I see Ron from Skin2Skin the next day at the gas station and it’s the same feeling. I get the Bareback Brotherhood thing now. The connection is special because we left some of ourselves inside the other man. Perhaps left is too gentle a word. Blasted is better. We blasted some of ourselves inside the other man. I work out extra hard the day before Shudder, to make sure I look my best, and also to exhaust myself so I can get a good night’s sleep before the party. My workouts have paid off and I’ve never felt better about my body than I do right now. Before heading home, I hear two well-built studs—one black, one Middle Eastern--chatting in the locker room about something happening “tomorrow night, what time are you getting there, gonna be hot,” etc. And I make a point to smile at them in the mirror as I walk out. Part of me wants to engage them but knowing how things have been going lately, we’d all just end up breeding and I’m saving it for the party. Joking. Sort of. That night, I sleep longer than I’m hoping to. In the morning, I lay in bed and channel surf. Every hot guy that comes up on the screen I imagine running into later at Shudder. Finally, I turn off the TV, pack the gear I want to wear into a backpack, throw on a wife beater and some Nasty Pig nylon sweats--no underwear, of course--and head over to Angel’s. With an hour to go before the party, Angel and I take a shower together and clean out, our cocks hard and throbbing most of the time. “It is so hard not to back up on you right now,” I say. “There’s no way I’m letting you do that,” he says, pushing me away. “I’ll last all of ten seconds in you, man, and I want to save it for the party.” “What’s the most times you’ve ever come at one party?” I ask. “Four, I think,” he says. “Gonna try and top that tonight.” As we ride to the venue, Angel pops in Oscars fuck-mix CD—sperm me, sperm me, sperm me--and the butterflies in my stomach kick in big time, just imagining what the next two, four, eight hours are going to hold. My mind flashes through a series of images: my cock sliding into a perfect hole, my head thrown back in ecstasy, a pair of rugged hands grabbing the waistband of my chaps and pulling me back onto a steel hard cock, my eyes rolling back as the black guy from the gym slides his dick inside me, looking across the room as I’m fucking the Middle Eastern guy and seeing Angel taking a load from Drew Sebastion, something he’s wanted to do for months. “What’re you thinking right now?” Angel asks. “I was imagining watching you take a load from Drew Sebastion tonight,” I say. “That’s what I was thinking, too,” he says, laughing. “My heart is kind of racing,” I admit. “So is mine,” he admits. “Even though this is far from my first party, I just get really excited, not just because I get to live out my fantasies, but because I help created this thing. I want it to go well and I’m proud because I know how fucking hot it is, how amazing it is for fuckers like us to come together like this.” “I think that’s exactly what Walt Disney said on the opening day of Disneyland.” Angel and I share a laugh and he pulls into the parking lot. There are already a few cars there. “No traffic at all from San Fran,” says a leather-clad stud I recognize as Damon Dogg. “This is going to be a good one.” “We’ll be opening the doors in a few minutes,” says Angel, leading me in a side door. “Hang tight, fellas.” Ron’s already inside, wearing his cummed-up lifeguard shorts, a harness and combat boots. We help him with some last minute touches; positioning mirrors and mattresses, putting bottles of lube around the space. I notice a red and black leather fuck bench in one part of the room and while Ron and Angel hang the last sling, I climb upon the bench and stick my nylon covered butt in the air. I hang my head down, imagining that I’m about to take a hot dick and then bring my head up suddenly, like I just got impaled. It’s then that I see someone’s spray painted on the wall in front of me; “# 1 Rule of Shudder: The seed goes inside.” “But you already knew that, didn’t you?” says Ron, who snuck up behind me. “Oh yeah,” I say. While Ron goes to open the doors, Angel and I head into a changing room in the back and get into our gear for the party. Angel wears a leather harness, armband and rubber shorts that zip all the way up the ass. I put on my new leather chaps, harness, cockring, leather armbands and black boots. Angel stands in front of me and we grab each other by the harness and pull in for a hot deep kiss. “God, I’m fucking nervous,” I say. “You’re fucking hard, too” Angel says, grinding his crotch on my cock. “Look, do whatever you want out there, Randy. I just want you to have a good experience.” “Thanks, Angel. You changed my life, man.” “That’s what I try to do,” he says, with a shrug. “One cumslut at a time.” When we emerge from the changing room, the place looks totally different. The lights are dimmer but not so dim that you can’t see who’s in front of you. Someone’s already busted out some poppers, I can smell them. And at first, I think they’re playing Oscar’s fuck-mix CD because I’m hearing groaning and calls to, “Fuck him, fuck him, breed him, breed him,” and then I realize that it’s live, not Memorex. Ron is on the fuckbench I was on earlier getting his asshole plundered by a Italian looking muscle bear in leather. A few other studs stand around watching and jerking their cocks. Some sucking and jerking is happening, too, but so far Ron’s the only one taking a fuck. “You want some of this?” the Italian bear asks me. I didn’t expect him address me, of all the guys around. “Um—“ “Look, your dick is drooling,” he points out. So it is. “You don’t have to breed if you’re not ready yet, but let’s use that pre-come to get him more juiced up for me. Ron tries to take the first breed of the party because then he has to be back at the door for when the big rush of guys get here.” The bear pulls me in toward Ron’s ass, grabs my dick and smoothes my pre-come all over Ron’s hole. Then he stands behind me and shoves me in. “Oh fuck,” I gasp. “It’s so fucking hot.” “You must be Randy,” the muscle bear says to me, tweaking my nipples from behind as I start to fuck Ron. “I’m Frank. Angel’s told me about you.” “Ungh…Nice to meet you…ugnhh,” I gasp as Ron’s ass sucks my cock in and out, over and over again. I turn to the side to check in with Angel, but his face is down eating out the perfect ass of a gorgeous 25-ish Latino who’s laid back in a sling. “You want to breed Ron?” asks Frank. “It’s so good,” I say. The truth is, I’ve bred Ron already and I’d rather save my first load of Shudder for a new fuckbud. “I’m just getting going,” I say. “Maybe you should drop the first load.” “Somebody fucking cream me soon,” Ron says laughing. “I gotta get back to door duty.” “You got it, fucker,” says Frank, before pulling me out and shoving his 8-inch prong back into Ron’s hot hole. “Eat my ass while I fuck him, Randy,” says Frank, firmly. “I have a feeling that hot tongue of yours will make me shoot huge.” I don’t even think twice about it. I slide my arms down Frank’s back, grab onto his thighs and do my best to tongue his pucker while he plows Ron’s ass. “Oh yeah, Randy,” he groans. “Get that tongue up in there.” Frank stops the relentless in and out and grinds his hips in circles, allowing my tongue to slither inside his hairy manhole. From this position, I have a close-up view of his cum-filled nuts. As he goes from grinding back to pistoning, I hear his breath get heavier. His nuts start to pull up. He’s about to blow. The men around us notice Frank’s breath change. “Flood him!” says one man. “Send him back up front with your seed seeping out of him,” says another. “I’m gonna…” gasps Frank. “I gonna…I’m fucking BREEEEEED-ing you, stud. Take my huge load. Take it.” “I can feel it, stud,” moans Ron. “Rope after rope after fucking rope. I want it all.” Frank slows his pounding down. I’m sitting on the floor. My face is Frank’s sweaty ass, watching his balls contract as he releases his seed. I steal a look down at my cock. I can’t believe how hard it is. Frank’s about to pull his cum cannon out of Ron’s ass and I have a choice. I can lick it clean, dive right into Ron’s hole or none of the above. I’ve never really felched anyone before but suddenly, all I want to do is eat Frank’s load out of Ron’s fuckhole. Frank slides his long cock out of Ron and right onto my face where a streak of his cum coats my lips like a balm. I open my mouth and Frank sinks his cock down my throat in one long stroke, then pulls it out and shoves my face in Ron’s cummy ass. “Taste my seed,” he insists. And I do. It’s so fucking sweet. I go to town on Ron’s fuckhole for a minute or so and then he pulls away and stands up. He nearly falls because he’s so weak-kneed from taking the fuck. “I got you,” I say, catching him. “I have to go relieve Oscar at the door,” he says. “Where’s Frank? I want to thank him for the cumload.” I jut my chin to a plain white wall. Frank stands in front of it, uncorks a thick black marker and writes a single hash mark on the wall. “So we’re keeping a tally?” I ask. “Yeah,” says Ron. “Last time we had around a hundred men here and we hit 346 loads but I know we’re going to do better tonight. So you see anyone here you want to breed yet?” Ron asks. I look around at the room that now has about 20 guys in various states of undress, sucking, fucking, getting fucked and in the case of Angel, breeding the Latin stud in the sling. “Aaaaaaggghhhhh, take my fucking spunk!” he groans. “Milk it with your boy-ass. Yeah, suck that cum into your hole.” God, I’ve seen Angel cum hard before but this orgasm is spectacular and seems to go on and on. “What were you saying, Ron?” I say, absently stroking my cock. “I was asking you if there’s anyone here you want to breed,” he says. “I can honestly say, looking around, that I would swap spunk with any of the men here.” “That include me?” I turn around and see a pair of vaguely familiar faces. It’s the black guy and the Middle Eastern guy from my gym. They’re wearing Nasty pig jockstraps in different colors and their muscles are pumped and glistening. “I’m Marcus and this is Hassan,” says the black guy. “I’m Randy,” I say, moving in close to them. We’re all three the same height, which is hot for some reason. I open my mouth and they both stick they’re tongues in from either side. The three of us make-out and for a while but then Hassan breaks away and says, “Let’s find a fuckspot.” Marcus snakes a finger into my hole and says, “I think I found my fuckspot, right here.” We survey the room for a good spot but most of the furniture is taken. Just then, on a leather covered mattress in a corner of the room, two different tops blast their bottoms full of cum at the exact same time, like bookends. It’s so fucking hot. The studs at Shudder cum loud and hard, making sure they let everyone know when they’re seeding an ass. That’s part of what makes the parties so hot. Watching other studs breed is almost as exciting as planting seed and getting bred yourself. The foursome on the mattress untangle themselves and go to make their marks on the wall. We’re up to 10 and the party’s been going maybe twenty minutes. Hassan and Marcus lead me to the now vacant fuckbed. The three of us get on our knees on the bed and kiss each other. We jerk each other’s cocks then reach our hands around to play with each other’s asses. I feel Marcus start to open me up with his fingers while I do the same to Hassan. Marcus pulls my head down onto his throbbing 9-inch prong and I start to suck for all I’m worth. Hassan takes my dick in his mouth and soon, we’re in a sucking triangle. Hassan’s full lips going up and down on my shaft gets me close to cumming in no time flat. I jerk out of his mouth suddenly. “Something wrong?” he asks. “No, not at all, you’re so fucking hot,” I say. “It’s just that this is my first Shudder party and I was getting really close and I really came here to breed and get bred. Nothing turns me on more than that and as pretty as that mouth of yours is, I’d rather blast my spunk up your ass.” I turn to Marcus. “Or up your ass. God, you’re both so fucking hot.” “Have you taken a load yet?” Marcus asks, while playing with my hole. “No, not here,” I say. “I want to cum in you,” he says simply. “I’ve wanted to for a while.” Then he says it again, simply, “I want to cum in you.” “You’ve seen me before?” I ask. “Oh yes, a number of times,” Marcus says, while pushing me onto my back on the mattress. Hassan kneels behind my head and pulls my legs up over my shoulders. “Really?” I ask. “How about I tell you all about it once I’m in you?” says Marcus. “Okay,” I say, nodding. I look through my leather-covered legs and see this incredible caramel-colored stud with a throbbing nine-inch fuckstick looking down into my eyes. Then he smiles and goes down to eat my ass. While Marcus rims my hole gets me ready for his fuck, I look around the room. It’s now packed with 100 or so barebackers and almost all of them are fucking or getting fucked. A few are sucking cock, some are kissing or jerking their cocks, but 90 percent of them have a dick up their ass or are plunging their dicks up someone else’s ass. And every 30 seconds or so, a fuckstud announces that he’s blasting and then he lets loose with his spunk inside some lucky hole and the studs around him cheer him on. It’s even hotter than I fucking imagined it would be. When I turn back to Marcus, his face is inches in front of mine. He kisses me, softly at first and then more deeply. God, he’s an amazing kisser. While we kiss hungrily, I feel his drooling cockhead poke at my hole. “I’m going inside you now, Randy,” he says. “If I go too fast or if it starts to hurt, let me know but I’m not going to pull out of you. I came here to breed tonight. More specifically, I came here to breed you tonight.” About half of Marcus’s cock is inside me now. “That’s true, Randy,” says Hassan. “He won’t shut up about it.” “Oh my God,” I say, just as I feel Marcus’s balls touch down on my cheeks. “I’m all in now, Randy,” whispers Marcus getting nose to nose with me. “While you get used to my cock, I’ll tell you where I’ve seen you. You take the Tuesday / Thursday morning spinning class, right?” “Yeah, but I’ve never seen you in there,” I say as I feel Marcus slowly grind into me. “I would remember a hot fucker like you.” “I can’t take it because I have to leave for work before it’s over,” he says. “But a number of times, I’ve jogged on the treadmill outside the spinning room and watched your ass in those Spandex shorts go up and down on that bike seat. I could barely jog, my dick would start to get hard, wondering if you were gay, which I was pretty sure you were, and wondering if you took cum, which I had no idea about.” “Guess you got your answer now,” I say. “And a couple times I jacked off on the way to work, thinking about your ass in those shiny blue shorts. I imagined that you picked blue instead of black because they were a little bit flashier and you liked calling attention to your ass because you were a big cumtaker and you wanted people to know it.” “Guilty,” I say. Marcus picks up the pace of his fuck strokes. We both start talking and just fuck for a minute or so. “Anything else I should know about you?” “Just that I haven’t cum in a week,” says Marcus. “Holy fuck,” I groan. I close my eyes. The chitchat stops and Marcus continues to pick up the tempo of his fuckstrokes. I can feel his mushroom cockhead scraping against my prostate, making my rockhard cock bounce up and down on my stomach. “Oh my God, fuck me Marcus. You’ve been watching that ass, huh? Well, now it’s yours. Yours to fuck and yours to flood with that giant 7-day load.” Again, I close my eyes to focus on the pleasure Marcus’s hot cock is giving to my hungry ass. When I open them, I see Angel looking down on me. Behind him is his fantasy man—and frankly, one of mine, too—Drew Sebastian gently fucking Angel’s ass. “Take the fuck, buddy,” says Angel. “Use your ass and work for that jizz. You’re about to get your first Shudder cumload.” “And it’s going to be huge,” growls Marcus. Drew starts a chant that Hassan and Angel and about twenty strangers join in on, “Breed him, breed him, breed him, breed him…” “I’m getting close, stud,” warns Marcus. “You work out that ass so hard just for this, right? That Spandex ass is living for this, right?” “Yes, Marcus!” I wail. “Sperm up my guts. Fill me up with your scalding hot man jizz. I need it so fucking bad.” “Breed him, breed him, breed him, breed him…” “I’m cumminnngggg!” he bellows, locking eyes with me through my leather-clad legs. I watch his face shudder and convulse and his eyes get wider as the first rope bursts out of his cockhead and into my fuck-channel. I don’t close my eyes. I want to watch his face contort, his chest heave, his neck tighten as he unloads that 7 day cum-load up my hole. “Oh fuck, I’m cumming, too.” I know that voice. It’s Drew Sebastian. As Angel prepares to take his dream man’s seed he leans his face down to mine and kisses me. “Breed him, breed him, breed him, breed him…” “It’s going to happen,” I tell him. “Drew Sebastian is about to cum in you. Soak it in, fucker.” “Unghhh, uunnngh, uuunnnghh,” Drew wails as he paints my friend’s asswalls with his famous fuckjuice. “I’m still shooting!” gasps Marcus as he continues to pound his load into me. “I’m still fucking shooting!” “I can feel it, stud,” I gasp as Marcus collapses onto my chest, his ass still convulsing as the dregs of his massive load ooze their way through his shaft and into my guts where they belong. I reach down and feel where Marcus’s still hard cock is going in and lean into his ear. “Thank you,” I whisper. “Now whenever you see this hot ass at the gym, you’ll know you own it, that there’s some of you deep, deep inside it.” When Marcus and I walk to the wall to make our cum mark, we’re the 25th load of the evening. Drew and Angel are 26. And Shudder’s only been going for 45 minutes. This is the most sexually exciting experience of my life and I haven’t even bred anyone…yet.