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"Wanna see something else" he asked as I gently stroked this monster cock. I'd never felt anything like it, so hard yet soft in my hand. I glanced up. "Uh, like what?" I asked. "C'mon, I'll show you. You'll love it I'm sure." he said. He turned away and my hand fell away from his cock. I stood up and followed him like a lost puppy. He opened another door and waved me in to what seemed like a spare room. Inside was a padded bench facing a rack of various toys. The bench was made of dark wood with leather pads where you could rest your arms and legs. "Cool isn't it? And it's actually pretty comfy. Wanna try it?" He asked me. His grin was positively predatory now. "Yeah, it's pretty cool, but I dunno, I'm not..." "Tell you what, flip a coin. You lose, you lie down on it for me and tell me how it is" he suggested. Something about this whole chance going was turning me on. I shrugged and he flipped the coin. I called heads. "Tails. So hop on, boy" he said. I could feel my heart racing as I lay down on the fuck bench. "So this is a whole day of firsts isn't it, boy. Let's flip for the cuffs and gag. Get the whole experience." I heard him flip the coin and catch it before I could object. This was getting out of hand. "I...uh.... Heads?" I said instead of arguing. "Ooh, tails it is." He put the chin down without even showing it to me. For some reason I just meekly opened my mouth as he jammed a rubber gag in. I felt the click of cold steel round my wrists. He rested his hand on my head. I could feel his cock resting between my arse cheeks through my shorts. " So let's flip for clothes, eh?" he flipped the coin. Wait, what? How was this meant to work? I couldn't talk round this gag forcing my jaw open. I tried to argue. "Man, you sure can pick em. Nope, tails you lose, let's lose the shorts." I could feel the cold steel against my arse this time as he cut my shorts off with some shears. I started to cry a little as my situation sunk in. What the fuck had I got myself into? He gently ran his hands down my back as I felt the head of his cock start to rub between my cheeks. I could feel the slick precum start to leak onto my tight arsehole.

Four “It’s a good shine boys. I think Pig has outdone Bitch of course, but then that’s to be expected. He’s more practiced” I was crushed. My master thought I was useless. I wasn’t going to get any more of the pleasure drug and I was going to be sent away! I began to beg for forgiveness. It literally spouted out of me, naturally as if I’d been doing it all of my life. “Please Sir, I can do better, I’m not a bad boy, don’t send me away Sir” Master laughed heartily, then backhanded me, hard, across the face. I would have a bruise but fuck his casual cruelty turned me on. I nearly went on all fours and offered him my ass right there. “Don’t speak until spoken to Bitch. If I want to send you away, I will. You’ve not done badly and you’ll learn to do better in time. I think you’ve deserved a little more.” I was really happy at this, so I leant up to take the pipe from my Master’s hands. He simply moved it away from where I could reach and I got confused. Wasn’t I supposed to take more? I thought that was what he’d just said? “I want you in the sling, Bitch. Get up and get in there. Pig, help him.” I had no idea how to do this of course as I’d never been in one before in my whole life but the principle is pretty obvious. I stood up and began to walk to the sling. I felt a boot in the back of my knees, and I fell to the floor. “You never, ever walk in my presence Bitch. Crawl. Like the dog you are” “WRUFF!” I have no idea, to this day, why I barked. It just felt so right. I was Master’s Bitch and I was almost wagging with pleasure as the abuse I was getting and he’d called me a dog. It slid into place. So I barked, I think. “Good Bitch! Now Pig, get the bitch dog into the sling” I crawled over to the sling, but I’m not entirely without a degree of knowledge about my own body. I know I look fairly good, I’m fairly young and I do have something that men tend to want – a pretty, hot butt which had been framed by my swimmer’s jock. So I crawled, but I did it slowly, wiggling my ass and making sure Master could see the goods on display. It was hard work – I wanted some more of the pleasure drug badly, but I made sure Master had a display. He seemed appreciative of it, as he came over and blew some smoke near my face. Not enough to get, but enough to tease. “Bitch if you’re so proud of that ass, I’m going to make you enjoy it more.” I had absolutely no idea what the fuck that meant, so I simply said “Yes Sir, Thank you Sir” which seemed a safe bet. Pig helped me into the sling when we got there and secured my arms and legs into the respective holds on the device. I pulled and yanked and was not really able to move much. Bondage! I’d wanted this for almost as long as I could wank. I was in the presence of a hypermasculine sadist, I was controlled and in chains, with my ass exposed and my cock hidden away. I felt tears in my eyes, and looked away embarrassed, only to have my lifelong friend Tommy lean over me and lick my tears away. He whispered: “I know.” He kissed me again, sensuously and not because of the rush or the drugs, but because we’d come to the point where we truly shared kinship. Even if that was a love of drugs, cocks and servitude. I responded in kind and tongued the back of my friend’s mouth. My tits were screaming to be tweaked and the very fact that I couldn’t turned me on so much I nearly blew my load there and then. Master handed Tommy something, and loudly said “Take three big rocks Pig. Give one to me, and two for him”. I felt the wetness of lube then a pushing at my asshole. I tried to relax a bit but I’d never take so much as a finger, much less a cock in there! I looked down but I was amazed to see it was only a finger! I’d never take a cock if this is how strange it felt. It was bad enough when I douched earlier but this felt so odd. And it burned. Oh God how it burned! “They are both in him Sir” “Ride this Pig, it’s for you” Once again, I had the privilege of seeing my lifelong friend and member of my mother’s book club tweaking his tits in his red jock and boots whilst bouncing up and down on a finger and properly pleasuring himself. Fuck he looked hot. “Thank you SIR!” The burning was beginning to subside after I’d been distracted by the floor show and so I decided not to mention it but something else had started to happen. I was hungry. No, not me. My butt was hungry. Holy FUCK it was hungry. I knew I’d wanted to try being a bottom but that finger was clearly good for me. “Bitch, you have just had a large ‘booty bump’ of Tina. The same drug but it has a peculiar effect when delivered this way. You should be experiencing a significant increase in the urge that you have to get fucked. In fact, I can see that you are from the way you’re moving” Moving? I was in bondage and couldn’t move. But then I realised I WAS managing to move. My arms and legs were strapped in, but my hips were gyrating up and down as if I could magic more of the finger – of ANYTHING – into my ass. Pig was experiencing something similar I think. I looked down at him, completely free of bondage, and noticed he was trying to bend over and kept pushing his fingers up his butt to try to stimulate himself. He was whimpering very audibly at this point and pointing to his hole and then stupidly tried to grab Master to pull him into his butthole. Master was having none of that, so he laid a roundhouse punch to him, but even on his back having been thrown over the room, Pig was upside down legs in the air and trying to get his hole filled. Master sighed. “Pig, get your training toy off the shelf and ram it up your cunt. You may use lube” Pig practically ran to the shelf and picked up a buttplug which I swear was larger than my head and began to grunt and tweak his tits again, and ride the toy until it plopped into his butt. I have no idea how that happened but he still wasn’t happy and kept moving to and fro to try to get pleasure for himself. Master sighed again. “Pig, get a hold of yourself or so help me God I will Taser you” You could actually see Tommy thinking about it. He actually considered being tasered rather than stopping pleasuring himself, but he did stop and sat still. With a fuck of a lot of effort. I didn’t. My hole was now SCREAMING for something in it. I would have taken the fucking Taser. Master approached me for the first time getting close to me since we had met. “Do you want something from me?” “Please Sir, for the love of GOD fuck me, any form of fucking, fingers, toys, dildos, your dick just shove something in me!” “Anything boy?” “ANYTHING Please Sir, PLEASE!” Master laughed a cruel, hollow laugh. He produced a finger and made me suck it which I did with my increasingly dry mouth. He dipped it into his bag and produced another crystal and without any more lube on at all, rammed his finger up to the hilt in my ass. I practically exploded. There were stars in my vision as I think every neuron in my body erupted with pleasure. My Master’s Finger!! I ground my hips more, trying to get another into me. Then it penetrated my rushing brain – I’d just taken ANOTHER crystal. My rush hit new heights. I was almost screaming at my Master to let me out so I could ride him, the dildos, my fingers, even the fucking door handle would have done. Master saw this and let out a laugh. He was smoking his pipe still and the clouds were coming thick and fast. He leant forwards to me, and I eagerly accepted the shotgun he offered me, although in the drug fuelled rush I was in it didn’t really do anything. “Do you want something in your ass Bitch?” “Fuck me, yes please Sir. I want to be a really good bottom Bitch for you Sir! Please, please, please FUCK ME!” “I think I will Bitch. Pig, get underneath the sling and suck me hard. Then stand by Bitch’s head” There was a scuffling sound and the Pig moved under the sling and then a series of slurping and grunting noises – Pig was clearly pleasuring himself on the buttplug whilst his Master’s cock was in his mouth. Lucky cunt. I felt cold lube in my guts, and then suddenly a pressure. It grew and grew, slightly painful but a lot pleasurable. Pig appeared at my head, gently playing with my tits and murmuring encouragement in my ear. “You can do it Robin. You know you can. We both wanted this for so long and you’ll become nothing more than a bitch tonight. Slave Bitch” Yes! I am SLAVE BITCH! With that last, I grunted and pushed my hips to meet my Master’s cock. It slid into me with force and without breaking any stride, Master began to fuck me. I was taking my first cock, from my Master! Master began making a series of pleasured grunts and I could tell that he was enjoying my butt and I was willing him to cum. I know he hadn’t used a condom and I really liked the fact that this made it just slightly more sleazy. He might be poz for all I know, but I didn’t really care at this point. Master increased his pace and my hole was singing in pleasure. I desperately wanted his cum in me. I wanted him to own me and I felt somehow so right being here and so enveloped in a lifestyle that I hadn’t even openly admitted I wanted until tonight. I knew, at that moment, that he was right. I was never going to leave here again. I was no longer Robin. I was Slave Bitch. I sighed happily. Slave Pig whispered to me “Tell him” “Speak Boy” “Please Sir. I want – no, I need your cum in me. I need it. I need you to mark me as your Slave Bitch” “Good boy!” With a growl, Master shot a volley of cum into my guts. I could feel it hitting the sides and it was one of the best sensations I think I’ve ever experienced. Without hesitation, Master withdrew his cock and concealed it again – and I hadn’t managed to get a single glimpse of it! However, the sensation was replaced with something familiar, a lapping at my cunt by the tongue of Slave Pig who was literally sucking the cum out of my hole. He then moved to my head, and kissed me, swapping our Master’s cum between ourselves, licking it off my face when I dribbled a bit and then openly and passionately kissing me. “Welcome to my stable, Bitch”

Random hook up on Grindr tonight. Bi guy , 47 six foot big build and a monster cock Arrives puts his bag down and makes me kneel. Rolls out a huge meaty cock about 7 and thick and tells me to suck it Then he pushes his arse into my face and says lick it. It's not dirty just a bit musky and tastes good. Then opens his bag takes out some rope and a leather gag and orders me upstairs. I was gagged and tied to the corners of the bed and he proceeds to spank my arse with his hand and belt. He gets on top of me and pushed that monster cock right into me and starts to fuck. His cock takes time to take in my bum and hurts a bit but soon get used to it and he's banging away. Then he unties me and changes to hands behind my back tie. He then sits on my face as I rim him again, followed by another full fuck up the arse holding my tied hands as he increases the speed, finally blwoing a huge load. He unties me and gets dressed and leaves saying "you will be bending over for me again" Haha we will see, he's Bi so not so sure he will be back.

It was a hot summer day, far to hot to stay in my baking hot flat. The only problem was I had no money to go anywhere. I opened my front door to the stairs to sit on a folding chair where it was slightly cooler than my flat. I was stripped down to just some long shorts and a vest top, but my body was still slick with sweat. I'd been hitting the gym more lately, since leaving university last year I'd been trying to trim some fat and add a little muscle and was looking pretty good if I say so myself. The door opposite opened. I'd not long moved in, so I hadn't met the neighbour before. He was an older guy in his 60's, maybe 5' 9" with a shaved head and grey moustache. He was wearing some flimsy short shorts and nothing else. He had some slightly faded tattoos across his chest under some fairly thick chest hair, and he seemed pretty wiry strong although with a bit of a beer belly. He smiled at me as he leant against his doorframe. "Too bloody hot, isn't it?" he said. "Yeah..." I said. I was trying not to stare, but as he moved, I was pretty sure I saw his dick shift under those shorts. "I'm John." He stood up straight and put his hand out to shake. That time I definitely saw a massive cock swing free in those flimsy shorts. I dragged my eyes away and saw him leering at me a bit too knowingly. Shit, had this old guy just clocked me staring at his crotch? "Uh, Colin" I stumbled as I shook his hand. "Why don't you come and cool down in mine? Your side of the building catches all the sun." He offered. I stood up and had already agreed before I realised, what the hell was I doing? Had I really just wandered into this guy's flat? I didn't know who the hell he was. But apparently my brain wasn't consulted. I'd recently admitted to myself I was bi, but had never been with a guy before, but I knew i liked older guys and the idea of being submissive. He led the way into the living room. I sat on the couch he gestured towards, but he stayed standing above me. His bulge was about 12" from my face, I struggled to keep eye contact. "So, you single?" he asked. He still had that knowing grin on his face. "Because if your not you should probably try harder not to stare." I stammered for a bit, but he just laughed. "Don't worry, I'm flattered, a young guy like you checking me out. You'd think you'd never seen a cock before." He swayed his hips a little and I could see a slowly hardening outline of a cock shift hypnotically. "Well, actually....apart from my own...and porn.." I said without thinking as my eyes followed the motion. I can't believe I just said that to a guy I met two minutes ago. His grin widened a notch."Wow, a virgin! Never even seen a real cock?" My cheeks turned red with embarrassment, but my cock hardened. "Well, do you want to see mine?" "Uh, I mean that seems a little, eh...." I stammered. "A little look won't hurt. No harm in a quick peek." I nodded my head, that was true, wasn't it? I was curious, was it as big as it seemed under those shorts? He hooked a thumb at the elasticated waistband of his shorts and pulled them down. A thick 9" cock sprang out of the shorts. It was almost hard, still a little droopy but already it seemed massive, compared to what I had. It had some thick veins up the shaft, and a a tattoo of a plus sign on the just above the base in his well trimmed pubes. He swayed his hips and my gaze followed it intently. "Wanna touch it?" he asked. I reached up towards it slowly, I gently wrapped my hand around the shaft. My hand barely fit around it! "What does the tattoo mean?" I asked, trying to distract myself from the voice in my head telling me to stop. "Oh, it means I'm HIV positive." he stated very matter of fact, still with a grin on his face. I froze as I heard it, my eyes broke from the hardening cock and I looked up at him as I released my grip in shock. He laughed. "Don't worry, you'd have to do a lot more than that to worry about catching anything." "I mean yeah I know that, sure, but, uh...still..." "Tell you what, I'll flip a coin. You win, I just stroke myself to show you how big it can get. You lose, you stroke it for me. Still no risk there, is there?" Somehow that made it easier. I nodded dumbly. As he reached over to a table to grab a coin his cock came almost brushing my face. He flipped it and caught it, covering it with his other hand. He smiled and nodded at me. "Uh, heads..." I managed eventually. Either way should be fine, right? He lifted his hand to reveal the coin. Tails. I wasn't sure if I was more relieved or apprehensive as I shrugged and took hold of his cock again. After a few seconds of stroking his cock was rock hard. I stared as a drop of precum started to glisten at the tip. "You want to see something else?" he asked. To be continued

PART 2 (With apologies to @Pnp-pig that I’m still at the teasing stage 😬😘) Imagining Louis stripping off and dripping sweat just the other side of the door, I tried to control myself. I got two beers out of the fridge and picked out some clothes for him - tshirt, shorts and boxer briefs. The thought of Louis literally in my pants didn’t really help with my stated aim of controlling myself. Quite the opposite. I opened my drawer of weekend supplies, picked up a bag of Tina and took out a chunky shard. Holding the shard in my right hand, I put my left hand down the back of my shorts and confirmed that Louis ‘ very presence had indeed made my ass very wet. Then I pulled my shorts down, bent over, held my juicy pucker open with my left hand and fingered the shard in with my right. My hungry hole swallowed up the shard greedily and I instantly felt the lovely stinging that promised so much. I kept fingering myself, picturing Louis’ fingers working me. I did my best to hold in a groan of slutty pleasure. “Sorry Andy, can I have a towel?” “Oh yeah sure”, I called over my shoulder, my hole contracting around my finger at the sound of Louis’ voice calling out from the bathroom. I stood up, took my finger out my ass, licked it (all the while thinking about it being Louis’ finger, cock or anything) and quickly pulled up my shorts. Stepping over to the bathroom, I picked up a towel from the clean laundry pile and pushed the door ajar just enough to hold the towel on the other side for Louis to grab. But he didn’t grab. “No, Andy, I don’t want to mess up your bathroom by stepping out the shower soaking wet and getting water everywhere.” What a well-brought-up young man. And/or what a great chance to see him naked. Either way, the shard up my ass did my thinking for me and wouldn’t let me pass up the opportunity to see Louis naked. And, in fairness to the shard and my ass, that was the right decision. I pushed the bathroom door open and stepped in, holding out Louis’ towel for him, while finally coming face-to-face with a full frontal view of the beautiful teen about whom I had lusted, jerked off and fingered myself over so many times.

not my story I enhanced it, cleaned it up and made it better this is one off story. I doubt there will be a series. I was 21 and didn’t feel like wearing underwear. Half my clothes were in the wash anyway, and sometimes I just didn’t bother. They were just sweatpants, no lining, no support. You could pretty much see the shape of my dick when I moved. I didn’t think much of it. I wasn’t out to impress anyone anyway. The laundromat was dead quiet. The machines were humming, the air was warm, smelling of heat and cheap detergent. I was folding a pile of towels when he walked in. No bag. No soap. Just a hoodie, black sweats, and this way of looking at me like he already knew what kind of night it was gonna be. He sat for a bit. His tall lanky frame unfolded in the chair. He was well over 6 foot tall and dark complected with just a hint of dark curl of a bro fro. He didn’t say anything, but I felt it. The stare. I kept folding, pretending not to notice. Then I saw the movement. His hand slowly slid under his waistband. He wasn’t hiding it. I froze. Towel halfway folded. He stood up and came over and slid right up behind me. “Keep folding,” he said, quiet but solid. I turned back to the table, heart pounding, dick getting hard in my pants. I bent forward a little to grab another shirt. That’s when he grabbed the waistband from behind. But only in the back. He pulled the fabric down just enough to expose my ass. The front stayed up. I was hard and leaking, pressed against the inside of my pants, but he didn’t touch that. He let his hand settle for a second on the back of my neck. Just rested it there. Didn’t push. Didn’t grip. But it said enough. I didn’t move. Then I heard him spit in his hand. The sound of wet skin followed fast. A second later, I felt the fat, hot head of his black cock nudge against my hole. No small talk. He pushed in. I grabbed the edge of the table and held my breath. He was thick, warm,and relentless. He filled me with one slow, steady thrust until his hips were pressed tight against my ass. He took what he wanted and gave me what I needed. Then he started to fuck me. Rhythmic. Deep. His hips slapped against me, balls heavy, breath heating the back of my neck. He never touched my cock. He just used me. Every thrust rocked me forward, rubbed me harder against the inside of my pants. My dick was trapped, sensitive, throbbing. Precum had already made the fabric damp. He panted. Fucked me harder. Still had that hand resting on my neck like I was his to use. “You gonna cum in your pants like this?” he asked. “I am going to knock you up!” he breathed! “Fill you with my poz babies.” I couldn’t answer. My body was way ahead of me, making it's own decisions. I pushed back to meet his thrust. It hit fast. I tensed, moaned through my teeth, and came hard into my sweatpants. Hot, sticky pulses soaked the front. As I shot my last negative load. I felt it spread over my skin, wet and warm, pressed tight between cock and cotton. He kept going. Grunting, thrusting deeper, fucking me harder. Then I felt him throb. And he came inside me. Thick spurts of his tainted seed. I felt every last pulse of his dark cock The way he stayed buried, the pressure, the warmth leaking out the second he pulled back. He let go of my neck. Tugged my sweatpants back up like nothing happened. My ass was slick, my hole sore, my front soaked with cum. It clung to me, heavy and warm. He looked at me once, calm as ever. “Laundry’s not so clean anymore.” Then he walked out. I stood there. Legs shaky. Cum dripping between my cheeks, balls sticky, pants a mess. My life changed forever Then I folded the next towel.

I was in a different part of town running an errand when a Mexican guy hmu on Grindr. His English was limited. I asked him what he was into and he just said "sex." Based on his pics and profile I figured he was a top. I was wrong. He couldn't get my dick in his mouth quick enough. He ended up grabbing my dick and sticking it in his ass, no lube. I could tell it hurt but he wanted it. It actually turned out to be pretty romantic with lots of kissing and eye contact. Later he rode me and we both came. It was clear he had a wife and kids based on the apartment. Felt great to fuck him in the bed he shares with his wife.

I sound like the old housewives' friend newspaper column "Hints from Heloise." Although here it would be WHORE-o-ise.

I've been doing it with this guy Brian for a while and had a hot experience with him at the weekend. He's a pretty big guy, about 6', slim, kinda hairy and has one of the best beards I've seen. Thick, dark, soft and a bit wavy. I've had a lot of fun kissing him and running my fingers through his beard. We mostly meet when his truck route takes him through my area. He's a bit of a odd guy, he's not much good for talking and he's always been shy about getting his clothes off for some reason. He doesn't mind being touched, grab his butt, even pull his t-shirt up a bit and play with his treasure trail, no problem, but until the weekend I'd never seem him fully naked and he'd always been pretty clear his dick was a hands off place. He'd move my hand if I got near it. I've always wanted him naked though, he's a sexy lean otter and totally my type. Usually we hang out a while kissing then he'll blow me until he's got a big load in his beard and then we're done. Sometimes he wants to be fucked though. It's always kind of down to business when we do that, he just pulls his jeans and boxers down a bit to expose his hairy butt and lie face down, or on his back with his legs up for me to enter him. I like getting intimate usually, kissing and stuff when fucking, but he just wants to lie there and take it. He's got a super fuckable butt though, and he moans and grunts a lot. Never asked for a condom, takes it as hard and as long as I want, and is cool with me shooting in him. So I can't complain. Sometimes he shoots a load in his boxers too, I can feel that familiar clenching in his hole and he's making the noises. I wonder how many other guys he's letting fuck him. On Friday, I told him he's a sexy guy and if he ever wants it's cool to top me, and I tell him how I'd like to make him cum too. After a while he says guys never want him on top because he's small. Eventually he gets it out and he's about 2.5" hard. Big nuts though. He says that other guys just ignore it mostly and never want to bottom for him, he's never topped. Took some convincing but it was about time he got in a guy's butt. I expected to have fun, he's a hot guy and I've got a pretty sensitive hole. Having the entrance teased with a dick feels great. But I had way more fun than I expected when Brian did it. He was rock hard and when he was pumping at my hole he was bumping and teasing it great, just dipping the tip of his dick in and out and leaking precum. A few times when I was really getting in to it and forgetting I pushed my hips up and expected to feel him enter me fully. Thing is, I loved being that dick hungry with him teasing my hole and never getting completely filled. He teased the hell out of my hole. He eventually cum with his tip pushed just inside me. I was relaxed and open so his shots went deep. I really felt the hot pulses of cum entering me and filling me. No prostate orgasms, but I definitely felt something happening with it when his hot cum filled me up. So, I'm wondering, do other guys ever bottom with small tops, and what does it feel like for them?

Hey guys. Part one of first story on here. Feedback welcome. 😈 PART 1 “Mmm I want that boy inside me so bad”, I said to myself as I pulled up in front of my house and looked across the street to see Louis heading out for a run. 18, tall and tanned, with dirty blonde hair and deep brown eyes. Wearing a white running vest and short green shorts, showing off his smooth arms and hairy legs. The sexy-as-fuck son of my neighbour Alice. Louis noticed my car pull up and gave me a wave with one of his large hands while he ran the other through his fringe, showing a dark tuft of hair in each armpit. Was that a bulge in those skimpy shorts, or just my wishful thinking? Either way, I’d already been super horny all the way hone, having picked up a weekend’s worth of supplies from my dealer; now, as always, seeing my beautiful boy crush took me to the next level. I pulled my eyes away from Louis’ body as he jogged down the road and got myself in the house. About half an hour later, I was showered and wearing my favourite CUM PIG jock, ready to start hitting the pipe and cruising hook up sites. I was just checking I had enough of the drinks and snacks that I like to have while parTying, when my doorbell rang. “Hmm, I’m not expecting anyone.” I slipped into some shorts, but didn’t bother with a top. My front door opens straight onto my studio apartment’s combined living/sleeping space (aka my parTy palace), so I did a quick check that nothing naughty was on display anywhere, then I opened the door. Standing before me was a very sweaty Louis. He was a little out of breath too. Both of these facts made me hard and I was pleased that my jock was holding me in place under my shorts. I think my ass got a little wet at the sight of him too. It normally does. “Hey Louis, you ok?” “Sorry Andy, mum’s away this weekend and I forgot my key. Can I use the spare you keep for us?” His voice was - always is - so sexy. A little husky and resonant, but still not quite a man’s voice. “Oh I don’t have it at the moment bud. Alice asked for it back when you guys were having that work done on your bathroom.” “Shit.” “Does anyone else have a spare?” “Nope.” “OK, I see … Er, well you’re really sweaty and hot from your run, so why don’t you come in, use my shower, put on some of my clothes and then we can work out a plan.” “That would be awesome Andy, thanks.” I move aside. Louis steps past me into the apartment. I can smell his sweaty body and for a second I almost lean forward and lick his glistening salty skin. Then I take control of myself, shut the door and show him towards the bathroom. “Help yourself to soap and stuff. What’ll drink when you’re out? I’ve got beer, Pepsi …” “A beer would be great. Thanks again Andy, I won’t take long.”

I had been working out with Clint for a little over a year now. I started hitting the gym after my ex girlfriend cheated on me and I decided I needed to get fit. I met Clint after about 2 months and he took me under his wing. For the past year Clint has been helping me get super jacked. To help with that Clint convinced me to start steroids. “Cmon it’s only a shot and then you’ll get twice if not three times the results, plus it might put some hair on your chest” Clint had said with a chuckle as I was almost hairless compared to him being coated like a bear. While Clint was right about them increasing my gains, he was wrong about the hair. The only side effect was my balls shrinking, but my cock was already only two inches hard so it wasn’t a big deal. Today I met Clint in the parking lot like I normally do, wearing an oversized pump cover and 5in running shorts. Clint always wore a tight black wife beater that showed off his massive pecs and nipple piercings and sweatpants. “I’ve got a surprise for you today” Clint told me as I hoped in his passenger seat “I’m gonna share some of my special pre workout with you Timmy boy” I always hated when he called me that but he just shook my shoulder chuckling. I was excited though as I knew he had some special pre workout that he never shared. “Great I’d love that” I replied “I bet you will, so are you cut” Clint asked “Nah I’m bulking right now we talked about this a few weeks ago I thought” “No dumbass is your cock cut” he said slowly “ do you have foreskin” he over enunciated his words as I stared in confusion. “Uh no i got my foreskin” I said unsure and kind of uncomfortable “Good that makes this easier” he said pulling out a bag of powder “ don’t want you to accidentally shit yourself while squatting” he laughed as I just looked at him confused “We’ll come on then get your cock out” he said “Huh” “ don’t huh me I said get your cock out and I’ll show you how to do it, I’d do it with you but I did some on the way here” with that he grabbed the front of my shorts and underwear and pulled the down revealing my tiny soft cock as I turned red with embarrassment. “See nothing to be nervous about now pull down your foreskin or I’ll do it myself” I complied confused when Clint suddenly stuck his pinky in his mouth then dipped it in the powder, once it was coated he put it to the exposed head of my cock “Uh what are you” I began when Clint cut me off with “now pull the skin up” I followed his instructions and pulled it up over his finger. He suddenly pulled out and his pinky was clean. “Now jerk off” Clint commanded “What the fuck” I asked “Jerk off dumbass you gotta rub it so it absorbs or else you might as well have just licked it”he said “ don’t make me beat you off tim cause if I scratch your back you’d have to scratch mine” I began to nervously rub my cock withthree fingers as my hand was far too big. I was beet red with embarrassment as I rubbed my tiny cock next to the man I looked up to, but as I kept rubbing I started to feel a rush as my nervousness faded away and I started rubbing harder. Even though my cock was totally soft it felt amazing. I felt like I was on the edge when suddenly Clint slapped my hand away from my cock “if you wanna cum in my car you gotta earn it now come on let’s go”

Bi guy here, had to tell my story… Always been primarily attracted to women and have played with men since my early twenties, usually topped or swapped oral but have always have toyed my hole since I was a teen and was always too nervous to try it but have really been craving more ass play lately and have been using a larger toy on occasion for the last couple of months. I’ve hooked up off of sniffles before but always just trading head and j/o since most play has to happen in my truck because of my situation… Ive been worked up and it was a rainy day so I didn’t have any work to do as my job is outside, I hop on sniffles and put it out that I’m looking to bottom. I’m 37, white hairy bear type, with some skater dude flair and a 25 year old with a nice cock messages me scoping the situation and asking a lot of questions so I figured he’d flake since he wasn’t sure about car play, finally he came to my crew cab and we hopped in the back. He immediately pulls out a nice 8”, not super thick, but definitely above average. I immediately start working a sloppy mouth on him halfway laying across my back seat as he’s sitting upright, he’s enjoying it and moaning and starts smacking my ass and telling me he wants it and I’m ready to feel my ass taken over my a big dick. He pulls out a magnum and slides it on, I had a tube of lube with my and put a generous amount on him and my hole. Awkwardly we got into position but I hadn’t played with any toys this week so it was intense at first,stinging and not enough lube in his thick dick. He suggested I sit on it so I eased my way down on him taking him all the way and rocking my ass on him, he was loving it and smacking my ass telling me to bounce in his hard cock. We switched up positions and I got on my stomach on the bench seat and he slid back in and I arched my hairy hole up for him as he started really letting me have it, 5ish minutes of talking shot back and forth and he’s screaming that he’s cumming for daddy and unloads into his rubber. We collect ourselves and tell him I’m usually around on the weekends if he wanted to hit me up again sometime. He left and there I sit in my truck again with time on my hands, browsing sniffies and a regular cock I suck pops up nearby and he sees my profile saying I was looking to bottom today and messages me asking if I had taken any loads yet, so I lied and said no! He knows my situation so he came to me and parked beside me as usual and hopped in the back, I had my second BBC in my mouth for the day, and I knew he wanted my ass. He’s much more aggressive and was talking about how he was going to tear my ass open and leave me dripping as I go home to my wife… I was sucking the hell out of his cock at that point and he got a phone call from his girlfriend, it was brief as I sucked him while still talking to her. He gets off the phone and tells me he wants me hole, I bent over and obliged, he didn’t wrap his cock, again I lived up his cock. Probably closer to 7, but solid as a fucking brick! I didn’t account for how tall he was so his head was cramped, I put my ass into position and I felt his warm bare cock plunge into my hole, fuck it felt good, but he immediately slipped out! I feel him lining it back up to my hole and tells me he needed it, pushed my head down and pulled my ass up and started pounding me roughly as he’s talking about breeding me, but again, he slipped out. Frustrated we decided I’d finish him with head and so we did and he rolled out. Charlotte NC located, definitely won’t be my last.

I am saying that the particular US government website referenced by @insatiableholeinTO appears to be promoting "conspiracy theories" in the guise of information about the origins of Covid-19. It makes a lot of unsupported statements. It engages in a great deal of casting blame in the form of unsupported allegations at specific individuals or groups. It characterizes specific actions or agendas as negative when there were excellent public health reasons for those actions. So yes, @insatiableholeinTO, I'm saying that the government is "lying" (or to be precise, misleading). Regarding the specific issue of Dr. Fauci, I did a good deal of web searching across a variety of different sources to try and find out exactly what it was that he did do with regard to the publication on Covid-19 that is the leading item on the covid.gov web page. Yes, he did recommend to the authors that they omit the possibility of a lab leak as a potential origin of the virus. Does that mean he's to blame for the pandemic. No. Does that mean he instigated the publication in question (which appears to be what the web site is trying to imply)? No.

First time going on a date in a new city with an older man I was very drunk and he introduced me to a few of his friends. I remember being nervous but went with the flow and had my one and only 'gangbang' of my life. I'd love to be in the center of another one.

Had the most incredible time with @headnurse20 He is an incredibly sexy man. We had a great time fucking and breeding each other. I gave him three of my loads and he had a few anal orgasms. I hope to see him again soon. Woof! Super hot!

I had been on PrEP for several months but decided to stop because I wasn't planning on having sex, but one day I was horny and stopped at the local ABS. Started by only sucking cock but eventually I got fucked a few times and took 4 loads by the time I left. It was on a Friday at 4pm when I knew I poz, but instead of feeling shocked, I was very horny. I decided to drive 2 hours to the closet big city with decent gay saunas, but before leaving I stopped at the same ABS to try my luck again. I was there for an hour and a half and was bred twice. Most guys wanted oral so I swallowed a few loads. With my hole loaded with two loads and still savouring those other loads I swallowed, I drove the two hours feeling very horny knowing that I had two loads in my hole. By the time I went into the sauna it was 8pm and the place was pretty crowed. As I looked for my room I saw a lot of guys with their doors open, some nice asses. I've been a bottom all my sex life but now, with the news that I'm newly poz and very detectable, I'm feeling the urge to fuck a hole and cream it with my toxic load. I wanted to fuck several holes and then carefully choose the hole where I was going to deposit my load. I wanted a young negative hole and to get one I played the top guy who always plays safe. There were two asses that interested me as I walked by their rooms, both with nice buttocks. I had taken a Viagra so I was hard as a rock. As soon as I walked into the first guy's room he asked me to close the door and immediately wanted me to fuck him bareback. I thought he was wither already poz or on PrEP, so I walked out the room. I found another nice ass, mid 20's who invited me into his room. When he tried to suck my cock, I stopped him and told him that I was always concerned about STDs to give him the idea that I was pretty safe. He told that he only sucked without a condom by always fucked safe. He was thinking of going on PrEP but that haven't yet. We started kissing and both of us getting really horny. As we rolled in bed my hard-on touched his hole and I noticed he liked it. I started to rim his hole and that made both even hornier. I told him that I would like to feel my cock in his moist hole but that I wouldn't cum but I when I started to fuck him I went over the edge and without saying a word, completely silent, I emptied my balls deep inside, grabbed my towel and keys and left. I went to my room, and took a long break before I was rested to be a cumhole myself at around midnight.

It's great to read your experiences here in South America. Without a doubt, if you want the wildest sex, both for free and with escorts, it's definitely Brazil. Be it Rio, Sao Paulo, Bahia, or Floripa. Any of the tourist cities have great locations and very depraved parties. Men of all body types, ages, and races, and almost all of them are very open-minded. They can be with a woman in their straight lives and fuck men like the world is ending. In second place is Colombia: Cali, Medellín, Bogotá, and Cartagena, in that order. These are places where a divine poz circuit is growing. 100% bareback sex, no questions asked, with substance use and fetish practices. In short, highly recommended. I don't know about Peru or Argentina, but I know Peruvians are also in the poz orbit. I've also been to saunas and clubs in Uruguay. There isn't as much going on, but it's enjoyable; it's a different atmosphere. Likewise, barebacking is growing in Venezuela, but there are few locations; cruising is more prevalent there than clubs or saunas. Other destinations I could tell you about are Cuba, the Dominican Republic, and Panama. Almost everyone in Mexico practices bareback, and there are people who organize poz parties; that also deserves a separate chapter.

Spit works almost every time.

The following is based on a true story about me (ftm) and my trans man ex. Please enjoy. I met “Doug” as one does, on the apps. He was meant to be a one off, so I didn’t care that I was 32 and he was 20. I just needed dick in my ass. And Doug came over to give it to me. I should preface by saying that we are both trans men. While we are both on testosterone, he had not had any surgeries, whereas I had had top surgery and had a flat chest. We were one of those “boyfriends or brothers” couples, short, chubby, dark hair, light skin, with lots of body and facial hair. We dated briefly, but it didn’t work, partly because he had represented himself as verse when he was was really a bottom, like me. Although he exclusively topped me, with his 9” silicone dick. We dated monogamously for seven months before we broke up, but stayed friends. The real reason we broke up is that he’s a cheating slut who couldn’t keep his legs shut. I am ashamed to admit that when he first cheated on me he, I bought him the Plan B. That’s right, not only was he taking raw cock, he was doing it without birth control! Despite a lot of discussion, including him recounting a few details of the sex; shower, no condom, bottomed for a cis dude, the one thing I told him not to do, never discussed status. I was devastated, obviously this man, who Doug referred to a “insignificant dick” was just too tempting. I decided I couldn’t trust him so we broke up and remained friends, including me encouraging him to take the pill, get on PreP, and Doxy, like me. I was still very into his cute, cub body, so we even started trying to set up threesomes. The first one, I arranged, and it went well, but Doug was a size queen and I let him choose the next dick. One day he set up a threesome with me and someone he had met before, a few times. I felt uneasy about it, so I wanted to talk to the guy first. Apparently, Doug talked to the guy first because a blank profile hit me up on Grindr letting me know he was down. He told me what he had done when he last fucked Doug and I slowly put two and two together. This was the man Doug cheated on me with while we were together! And he expected me to unknowingly have a threesome with him?! I was shocked. Betrayed. I felt heat rising in my chest as I stared at the phone. Did he know? Did he know he was “the other man”? I carefully brought it up, eventually point blank saying “he cheated on me with you while we were dating”. Danny, as I learned he was called, apologized and said he didn’t know. That he wished he could make it up to me. I stared at his blank profile, titled “suck me, 32”. “I mean, you’ve fucked Doug a couple times, your cock must be pretty good…” He laughed. “You wanna try it?” “I mean, I’m not one to turn down a good time.” I joked back. “Do you take it raw like your trans bf?” He asked. I bit my lip. “Sometimes. Are you neg?” I asked, as his profile was blank. Unlike Doug, I did discuss status. “You’re on Prep.” He answered, after a brief pause. Obviously he had checked my profile. “So…no?” I pressed, my heart dropping. Had Doug taken a poz load in his trans pussy? “Nah.” He shot back. I thought for a moment. Doug had uncaringly been taking raw poz loads and he was trying to get me to take them too! I quickly formed a plan. I had to do it. I had to ask the man Doug had thrown away our relationship if he knew that Doug was not on birth control. He said he didn’t care, he hadn’t cum in his pussy anyway. I asked if he cared if Doug was on Prep. He aid it wasn’t his problem. Finally I asked if he wanted to help me get revenge and knock up a couple trans guys. We agreed that we could all meet in two weeks. I immediately got to work. Not only did I agree to the threesome, I gave Doug new health supplements: Charcoal and fiber. I told him to take them in the morning (whith his Prep and birth control), not telling him that the supplements would absorb the meds, rendering them useless. I stopped taking Prep and birth control as well. After a few weeks, I was sure both preventatives were completely out of our systems and I invited Danny over. He was positively thrilled. Doug and I shared a cigarette as we waited for “insignificant dick” to arrive. I was buzzing with the excitement at what I was about to do, and Doug was excited to get railed again. As soon as the stocky Latino walked in, he pulled off his shirt and smirked down at us (I was 5’1” and Doug was 4’11”, whereas Danny easily stood 5’9”). “I heard there were a couple pussy boys looking for cock.” Doug fell to his knees and started kissing Danny’s crotch, I followed suit, ripping off my shirt to reveal my flat post-op chest. I opened Danny’s jeans to release a hardening uncut, fat cock, at least an 1.5” across and 6” long already. Oh. No wonder Doug cheated. I took the secretly poz head into my mouth and started to suck and bob my head up and down while Doug attended to Danny’s trimmed balls. I felt a strong hand on the back of my head and looked over to see Danny pushing Doug’s to his balls as well. “Goood boys…” he moaned in a voice much deeper than Doug’s or my own. “Bed.” He grunted. Doug led the way, removing his pants and boxers before getting back on his knees and started jerking Danny off in his face, his small, girlish hands making the already large cock look massive. I dropped my pants and finished getting Danny out of his, he pulled apart his ass cheeks and I got in place behind him. My tongue swiftly twirled around his pucker before diving in with passion. Whereas Doug was against all things anal, I loved rimming, so it was a welcome treat to make the tall man moan and buck his hips, driving himself into Doug’s throat. My heart pounded as I served this strange man who had ruined my relationship. “Who’s first?” He grunted. Doug looked at me hopefully. “Him!” I said, as we both crawled up on the bed, side by side in doggystyle, our holes presented for pozzing. Although Doug was turned on, and his pussy was turned on, testosterone had made his pussy extra tight dry so I saw him flinch as Danny sheathed him in Doug’s whore cunt. He definitely tore something. After a minute or so, he pulled out and slid into my own cunt, his dick now lubed with my cheating ex’s fluids. He groaned in a way that told my my hole was better. I smugly ground my ass back on him. He switched again, making us moan as he dipped back and forth. “Gonna cum!” He groaned, deep in me. “Give it to him first!” I reminded him. Abruptly, his dick was out and buried back in Doug’s unprotected cunt. With a groan, I saw Danny’s balls draw up and throb as he fired off his first fertile, toxic load of the night deep in Doug’s 21 year old womb. He shoved Doug on to his back, pealing off the younger man’s shirt. I rarely saw Doug without a shirt as he hated his breasts. But there they were, exposed to the room. His d cups were hairy and out of place, I could see on his face that he was uncomfortable. But Danny had told me that when he fucked Doug, he had “submitted completely”, including letting him suck on his nipples. As one, we crawled up the bed and placed rough kisses on Doug’s neck, shoulders, and then we both attacked his tits. He squeaked an objection but I just nipped his mound and sucked harder, Danny groping and flicking the bud with his tongue. I slid my fingers into his cum soaked hole and scratched lightly at the walls of his canal. Soon, Doug was whimpering, I didn’t stop until Danny guided me between Doug’s plump thighs and held my face to the messy pussy. Doug didn’t like when I ate him out. I didn’t care. This was for me, not that cheating slut. Danny stood up and got behind me, lifting my hips so my back was arched. I wanted his dick in my ass, like any good faggot would, but this wasn’t about what I wanted either. This was about the plan. He quickly began thrusting balls deep into my boy hole. I groaned into Doug’s wet slit as Danny roughly worked on me, his heavy balls slapping my tdick as I sucked on Doug’s own swollen clit. I came hard, screaming into my ex’s pussy as his affair partner lost control, seeding my pussy deep. I collapsed next to the completely naked Doug and fingered my own cunt, scratching my insides to let the virus sink in. We were all sweaty and panting. “We should take a shower.” Doug suggested, so we all climbed in, with Danny in the middle, cramped under the hot spray. Just as I thought we were wrapping up, Doug fell to his knees again and started sucking the uncut, poz cock that was doing its utmost to breed us both. Danny turned Doug to the wall and bent his knees so he could get into the cub’s pussy from behind. I stuck my tongue back in the top’s tasty ass at the same moment that Doug’s pussy contracted and we made his cock explode and cum deep in Doug once more. We turned off the shower, toweled each other off, and fell onto the bed again. I smirked secretively at Danny. I lay on my back beside Doug, while Danny stood before us, his cock still hard. With a grunt, Danny shoved into my unlubed ass and railed me mercilessly, his thumbs finding both our oversized clit and rubbing until we simultaneously squirted across the sheets. His pace was uneven, his breathing rough, I needed his load in my ass, needed to show Doug how real faggots get fucked. “Cum in me!!” I howled, driving the Latino to fire off a fourth and final load. He pulled out, my mouth went to his dick, tasting a little blood, but not knowing who it came from. I sat back on my knees and smiled up at him, “thank you.” I expressed deeply. Doug wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and grabbed his shirt, quickly covering his bruised tits. “Yeah! That was hot!” His eyes twinkled. I held Doug in my arms on the bed, keeping him from pushing out Danny’s toxic loads, and we dozed as Danny let himself, never to contact either of us again. Not that he needed too. Two weeks later, Doug got the flu, a few days after that, so did I. Since we were both taking PreP, Doug didn’t think to get tested; I knew and went to a clinic, paying out of pocket to get tested under a fake name. It was positive. We were both over the flu within a few weeks, Doug’s conversion being a little harder, that’s what cheaters get. I relished in knowing I had pozzed my cheating boyfriend and myself, connecting us permanently. But the real excitement came another two weeks later when Doug started throwing up again, this time with no fever, but his big tits were sensitive and swollen. I waited for his next doctor appointment, subtly encouraging him to get a pregnancy test, just in case. It was positive, so, unsurprisingly, was his HIV test. Upon hearing his results, I went to my doctor and got tested as well, this time sharing that I too was poz, and, yes, six weeks pregnant as well! I held him as he cried hormonal, pregnancy tears, feeling like his young life was over. I rocked him, hiding my evil smile, as I promised that we would always be together, bound by one insignificant dick’s DNA.

Usually after a rim and a bit of spit I can get the first guy inside me. After he shoots his load inside me the second cock will slide in easily.

My ass makes plenty natural lube as I’m getting railed by cock. Usually just need a little bit of rimming and spit, once the first guys inside me, I get wet and loosen up nicely. Once he’s shot his load and the second cock slides in, my hole is slipping and you can hear the cum being churned and dripping down my balls sack.

I make it clear before hooking up that I only play raw. If they want to use condom I move on to the next guy. I refuse to get fucked with condom at this stage.

Love it when they call me daddy. Especially when i'm cumming in them

Chapter 4 – Insatiable! In Chapters 1 through 3, I tell about a night with my friend, Alex. He arranged an evening where I was just a hole for guys to use as they choose. I’ve been fisted deeply, including the last guy who pounded my ass with his fist like no one else ever has. There are five of us here now, all naked and spun. Still, one guy hasn’t been in my ass. I clicked the torch and started melting some crystals. When the smoke was swirling nicely in the bowl, I took a deep hit, then passed the pipe and torch on to “dad bod”. It was my goal to get him spun up so that he would be more uninhibited when he fisted me. I figured he’d be next since the others had already been inside me. They were welcome to return, but I wanted this guy’s hand next. He had smooth hands that were on the larger side and hairy forearms. We passed the pipe around and all imbibed. We also took this opportunity to rehydrate. It had been a while for me, and I appreciated the sports drinks that we were drinking. I also ate a banana since it seemed that this might be a long night. After a while, I got up and walked over to the sling. Before I settled in, I picked out one of Alex’s butt plugs. I lubed it up, got into the sling, set my feet in the stirrups and started to shove it into my ass. “Look at this pig. His hole is insatiable!” I just grinned as I set the plug in my ass and lay back in the sling. While it was lodged in my ass, I flexed my hole, allowing the guys to see it move back and forth in my ass. It was sexy knowing that four guys were watching me and admiring my ass. While it was fun, I wanted more. “Who’s next?” I asked. The guy with the dad bod walked over and started to lube up his hands and arms. I kept pulsing the plug in anticipation of the next guy who would use my ass. When he was ready, he sat on the stool and started playing with the plug. He spun it around and pulled it back and forth. He never pulled it out, but used it to see my hole stretched out around it. Even though this was fun, we both knew there was more to come. He pulled out the plug and put it on the table. Then, he placed his hand at my hole and gave it a small shove. His fingers entered, but he paused when his knuckles brushed my entrance. He twisted his hand around, distributing the lube on his hand to my ass. I appreciated that he ensured enough lube was there before shoving it in. He applied more lube to his hand and continued to smear it around my ass. When he pulled out and lubed up again, I hooked my feet around the bars of the sling. Now, when he entered up to his knuckles, I used my legs to pull him all the way into my ass. He looked up at me in surprise, and I released my feet, causing my body to swing back, and his hand came out. But now he knew I was ready. He slid his hand in just past his wrist. He paused there for a moment and flexed out his fingers, searching for the passage through my ass. Once satisfied that he’d found it, he spread more lube around his arm. Optimistically, I assumed this meant that he was going to go deep. And, did he ever go deep! He went slowly, creeping through my ass. He easily navigated through my second hole and worked his way into my colon. Of course, a guy this tall would have really long arms, and he had worked most of his forearm into my ass. He would use his fingers to explore the area, then push a little further in. It felt amazing, and I was, once again, a happy hole. He told me he was going to pull out, apply some more lube, and see how far up my ass he could go. I nodded my agreement and eagerly awaited his re-entrance. I glanced over at the other guys, who were watching us and playing with each other. Alex was getting fisted by the first guy who arrived, and the other guy was stroking his hardening cock as he watched. Before my guy entered again, I took a few hits of poppers. They’d probably wear off by the time he was really far into me, but the ride while he slid through would be intense. Once I put the poppers down, he started to work his way through my ass. He knew that the poppers were making me an ass slut, so he went in quickly until he was past his wrist. Then he paused, twisting his hand and flexing out his fingers. I looked down at him and nodded, and he began to move deeper into me. He pushed through easily until he hit my inner hole. There, he probed around a bit until he found his passage. Once found, he expertly slid his whole hand through it. This guy had his entire hand in my colon, and he still wasn’t in up to his elbow! I tried to relax and push out to help him move through, but my body was too consumed by the hand in my colon and the arm in my inner curve. My ass was his to do with as he wanted, so I lay back and let it happen. The feeling was amazingly intense as he worked his hand through my body. I looked down and could see the ridges of his knuckles bulging out through my belly fur. It was so fucking hot, and I wanted him to go as deep as he could. I was watching him, impressed by the intensity on his face as he plowed my deepest recesses. “Fuck me!”, he said. “Reach down and feel this.” I reached down and could feel the crook of his elbow resting right at my hole. He had his entire forearm inside me. It was astounding, but the bend forward necessary for me to feel his arm was uncomfortable for me, so I lay back down. He looked up at me with what can only be described as glee on his face. “Only a few guys have taken me this deep”, he commented. I was honored to be one of the few and told him to do whatever he wanted with my ass. I was putty in his hands. I looked over and realized all the other guys were watching us now. The shorter one walked over to the sling, his hard cock leading the way. He put it near my head, and I leaned over to lick it. “When he’s done with your ass, I’m gonna fuck you so hard”, he growled at me. Of course, that sounded great to me. Meanwhile, the guy in my ass was just making tiny movements, mostly back and forth to stroke the inner walls of my colon. The sensations were overwhelming for me, and I threw my head back in ecstasy. I realized that I had been making animal sounds and now groaned in pleasure as I took in the aroma of my pits. It was all mind-boggling. My guy tapped me on the leg with his other hand. “I’m gonna pull out now”, he cautioned me. I nodded my agreement, and he began his extraction. Fuck, this was wild too. He moved steadily but not too quickly. He knew that here was probably some suction built up in my ass since he was so deep and didn’t want to cause any problems. I, of course, appreciated his consideration. As he was pulling out, the other guy moved down and added some lube to his cock. It was of average length but quite thick. I picked up the poppers and offered them to him as the other guy was moving out. He shook his head but told me to take a hit right when he was ready to enter. Dad bod pulled all the way out. He stroked and massaged my engorged ass and told me how exciting that was for him. I couldn’t even say how great it was for me, so I just kept nodding and grunting since I was past the point of normal expression. He stood up, and my top moved into position. He placed his cock at my hole and waited while I snorted some poppers. I looked at him and nodded my assent, so he slid his thick dick into my ass. “Fuck, it’s like a tunnel in there. It’s all warm and slippery!” After the fisting that I had taken, his cock didn’t fill my hole completely, but I knew that it would adjust. He started a steady pace, thrusting his cock into my ass until his balls were slapping my ass. My ass quickly adjusted to his thickness, and I used my ass muscles to clench his cock. Release my muscles as he slid in, clench them as he pulled back. We were a good pairing. He liked what I was doing with my ass, and I enjoyed what he was doing with his cock. He asked for poppers, and one of the other guys handed him an open bottle. He gazed directly at me as he inhaled the fumes. I assumed that he would go animalistic on my ass when they hit. I was right. He handed the bottle over and threw his head back as the chemicals invaded his brain. With a growl, he started fucking me faster and with more urgency. Seeing this hot hairy stud pounding my ass, and enjoying every minute of it, was exciting to me and I was happy to be his bottom. Next, he thrust his cock as deep as it could go in my ass and bent forward over my body. His hairy chest rubbed against my cock and massaged it as he lay there. I knew that he would be cumming and soon felt the sweet liquid of his load. He dumped a massive load in me, then just stayed where he was, with his cock in my ass and his chest resting lightly on my cock and belly. He slowly stood up. Shaking his head in wonder, he looked at me and said, “That was fucking intense!” I certainly agreed. The head of his cock popped out of my ass, but my hole stayed at a gape. He kindly picked up the butt plug from earlier and shoved it my ass, leaving his cum to marinate in my guts. Alex came back to the stool and started to play with the plug that was in my ass. He was moving it around and did a little back and forth, but the shape of the plug limited him on that front. Soon, he abandoned the plug and started to lube up the dildo with the knot in it again. Once the toy was lubed, he pulled out the plug and shoved the dildo in my ass. It slid in easily up to the knot, but it only took a small extra push to get the knot to slip in. I looked over and the guy who just bred me was eating the ass of the first guy. The other guy was playing with his cock and had a toy shoved up his ass too. Alex was having fun pulling the knot out and shoving it back in me. With all the work that my ass had taken, it was moving in and out easily. Then, the doorbell rang. Alex asked one of the other guys to take over with the toy, and dad bod came over so that Alex could answer the door. The guy playing with the toy in my ass looked up at me and said, “Hey, I’m Greg.” He pointed to the guy eating ass and said, “That’s Steve.” The guy who was getting his ass eaten looked up and said, “Dave.” I told them my name, too. Greg (since I now knew his name) was enjoying working over my ass with the toy. He seemed to be thrilled by how easily I accepted the knot. I told him he could keep playing with the toy or he could give me his fist again. He shoved the toy deep, told me to hold it in place, and lubed up his hands. When he was ready, he pulled out the toy and shoved his fist into my ass. This time, he was going faster and harder. I guess once he knew how deep he could go, he was determined to get there quickly. He navigated through my ass, made the turn and was soon in my colon. He paused, and I picked up the poppers again. One deep sniff, then a nod to Greg, and he was on his way. He was really working my ass over again. I was moaning and groaning as I writhed around on the sling. It was then that Alex came in with the next guy. I knew this guy from the gym. His name is Doug, and he is crazy sexy. Nice face, blue eyes, short beard, hairy chest, and a sweet cock and ass. I knew too that his ass was furry all over. It was like Alex knew what I liked! I often enjoyed seeing him nude at the gym, but had never approached him to play. “Damn, this is a hot scene”, he exclaimed when he came in. Greg was fisting me, and Dave was sitting on Steve’s face, getting his ass eaten. Doug looked excited to be there and told Alex he knew he had some catching up to do. We all decided to take a break while we got Doug spun up. So, Greg pulled out of my ass, unleashing a torrent of lube from my ass. He helped me up, and we walked over to the bed. It was crowded with six hairy guys, but we made it work. “Who wants a booty bump?” asked Alex. Well, that would work for me. Dave put a plug back in my ass after he bumped me since he thought it all might just flow out since I was open and full of lube. Steve and Greg each took one too. I got the pleasure of shoving a shard into Steve’s ass and it was just as hot and hairy as I expected it to be. I spent a little bit more time than necessary working the shard in and around his hole, with the hope that I’d be rimming him soon. We passed the pipe around, too, and everyone blew clouds and got more spun. It didn’t take long before Doug told me to climb back into the sling. I was happy to oblige since I had long fantasized about this sexy man playing in my ass. Once I was settled into the sling and my feet were in the stirrups, Doug lubed up his hands. When he sat down and took out the plug, he was surprised to see how much of a gape I had going. “No wonder you needed a plug to hold that T in your ass!” he exclaimed. “It’s all yours and you can use it however you want”, I told him. With an evil grin, he held up his fist and then moved it to my hole. He teased my ass a bit, rubbing his knuckles over my swollen lips and poking in as he passed over it. Then, it was time for him to go for it. He placed his fist at my gash and applied some forward pressure. I opened my ass for him and swallowed his fist, taking him in about halfway up his arm. He looked up in surprise, then knowingly smiled at me. Now he knew the kind of ass slut I was, and he was ready to use me. He pulled all the way out and suggested I take some poppers. I did a quick snort in both nostrils, then nodded my OK to him. Once again, he entered with a fist, twisting as he went in. But this time, he was going deeper than before. Seeing how deep Greg had been gave him an idea of how much my ass could take. He spent some time working his way through my ass, rubbing on the walls and finding the best path. With the poppers still in my brain, each movement was magnified, and I thoroughly enjoyed his probing. His fist was at my bend when he started to pull out. He came all the way out, squirted more lube on his hand and arm, and then entered with his hand folded in on itself. Doug was quickly at my second hole, and he used his fingers to locate the best way through it. He didn’t need to open it up since it was well opened and available from all the prior fisting. Once again, he grinned up at me as he realized how deep he could go into my ass. Doug had an interesting technique. With his hand deep in my colon, he started to shake his arm. The shuddering sensation was felt not only where his fingers were, but everywhere that his arm was touching my insides. The feeling was quite exhilarating, and I asked for a moment to take a hit of poppers. The poppers sent me over the edge. All I could see was that glowing purple eye and all I could focus on was what was happening in my ass. Doug amped up the vibrations; this time, my entire body shivered joyfully. My mind was blank, my body was only my ass, and my brain was completely unfocused. I looked down at Doug, and he was grinning ear to ear at the pleasure he was delivering. This was another totally extreme feeling. As the poppers wore off and my full awareness came back, I realized how deep in my ass Doug had his hand. Another guy had fisted me to his elbow. Pig that I am, I reached down and spread my ass open even more, letting Doug slip a little bit deeper into me. It felt so fucking amazing that my cock started to spew out a load of cum. I hadn’t been paying attention to the other guys, but they all came around when they saw me shoot my load. Alex and Dave were working my nipples, Greg was sucking my cum covered T dick, and I was working Steve’s cock in mouth. I was at the center of a sexy dream, having my body worked over, and sucking on a hot guy’s cock. Fuck, this was a great night! Dave decided that he needed to head out. Alex asked if the others needed to go anytime soon, and they all said they could stay longer. Greg asked if my ass could take it if they stayed and I assured them it could. Doug, who still had his hand in my ass, confirmed that statement. “I think he could go all weekend at this point!” Alex and Dave left so that Dave could shower, and then he left. Alex came back with more drinks and another smaller bottle. “Who’s up for some G?” he asked. Doug took his time withdrawing his arm from my ass. He knew we had some time while Alex was mixing the drinks, and he used it well. His actions were slow, with stops along the way to rub my innermost areas. He was a hell of a good top, and I hoped to be able to take his hand again. When he was out, Greg handed him the butt plug, saying that we shouldn’t let my gape close. Then, plugged and happy, they helped me out of the sling and over to the bed.

This story is one of my fantasies. Loved it, made my cock dripping!!

Location is most important. Nothing suburban which will draw the attention of neighbors. Urban apartment is best. Easy entry. No doorman or sign-in procedure. Door clearly and discreetly marked but nothing overtly 'gay'. Oval shaped glory hole - oriented top to bottom to allow different heights and the ball sack to come through. Sturdy wall, solid wood with handle bars. No rough edges nor weird metal protruding. ABS light levels. Two selections of porn on small screens playing and no welcome greeting. Unscented baby wipes and paper towels to clean-up.

I haven't used artificial lube in my hole for several years now, a little spit, precum and my hole lubes itself no matter the size of the cock. If I have even 1 load in me we can skip the spit.

This is a good example of why I think chasing is so hot. A bottom is willing to risk his health (or risk his life, or give his life... I guess it could change depending on the context) all for the cause of giving one top a few minutes of pleasure. All for one man who doesn't know the bottom's name and doesn't care, who he will likely never see again. In some cases, it might even be less than a few minutes. But what matters to the bottom is that he gets this man off, and he's proud that he's the one chosen to do it, no matter the consequences. I can't think of anything more submissive than that.

it would just take one load for me, my hole tends to self lubricate after some deep stimulation, most of the time, a bit of spit is all I need to start, once the cock is in, then it's all systems go.

Three The man I was going to call my Master had been smoking on his bowl of burning pipe tobacco for the whole of my little strip show but he now put it down. I thought that his breath had sped up and his eyes looked a little wilder, but it was probably a trick of the light. I mean, it was fairly dark in here even with the dim red lighting. “Pig, are the doors locked?” “Yes, Master” “Is my new property ready for me to inspect?” “Yes, Master” He took stood up and took a step towards me and I could feel a wave of masculine testosterone that just seemed to emanate from him, pushing out into the room and washing over me. “Kneel” I sank to my knees, not really knowing why, and looked down at the floor, like Pig was. I felt a leather collar encircle my neck, and Master locked it at the back. I now looked exactly like Tommy. “You are to be called Slave Bitch. You will forget any other name you used to have in the presence of me or my other slaves” I was so scared now I was shaking and I was thinking that this was too much, that I needed to head to the door and go. Tommy raised up his hand to put around me, but I shied away. So much was happening, and I wanted it badly in so many ways, but it terrified me in so many others. “You will take this now bitch. Suck when you are told. Exhale when you are told” Master put the glass pipe to my lips. I didn’t smoke tobacco so wasn’t sure what I was doing, but I glanced at Tommy and he clearly nodded – he wasn’t supposed to I think, but it was a nice gesture of encouragement from my friend – and I gained some fortification from that. Master lit the torch and soon a swirl of weird white cloud was threatening to escape the top of the pipe. “Suck” I sucked as hard as I could, but Master told me to slow down. A gentle suck was preferred and so I did this instead. It felt like an age, but eventually we stopped when my lungs were about to burst. “Exhale” I blew out a very thick cloud of white smoke. “I can see from your face that you are wondering what this is. You are to do what you just did nine more times, and I will tell you” With the promise of an answer and there being no gross taste, I sucked and exhaled as Master had told me nine more times. I was definitely feeling the effects of this by the time I had done my tenth puff, so Master said: “That was crystal meth boy. Before you completely freak out – tell me how you feel. Be extremely explicit” Meth?!? The street drug?? What the actual fuck. “Robin, explain to him” Master lashed out at Pig, his boots kicking straight into his balls. “Aaaargh” “You know the rules better than that. Pig, stop helping. Bitch, speak” “I feel nervous that I’ve used a drug Sir. But….” I thought a minute “…I want to be used Sir. I want a man’s dick in me, not the equally clueless uni students with me, but a man who knows how to…” the big admission. I breathed deep “…how to use me like the worthless little bottom bitch I am. Who wants to feed me his cock and feed me his piss, and make me take dick after dick like I’ve seen in the porn and treat me like a complete cunt and…” I think a dam had been broken, as once I’d make these admissions, I couldn’t stop talking. Master sat back on his massive throne and spread his legs. His cock was enticingly just behind that thin wall of fabric but fuck, his boots were shining at the ends of his legs and the whole of him looked like the most masculine thing I’d ever seen. Fuck I wanted to bury my tongue in them. “Pig, you may hit the pipe. Do ten, like Bitch” Pig didn’t need asking twice and in a matter of minutes, eight of the ten puffs were done. I just didn’t seem to be able to sit still for some reason and so I was fidgeting hard now and playing with my nipples. These are hard wired to my cock and I was trying to get hard, but it wasn’t working! Then I remembered, only Master’s cock mattered and I was so happy that I was worthless! “Pig, shotgun the remaining two” What? He was going to shoot someone?? I looked around in confusion. Before I knew what was happening, my friend from school, the guy I’d know half my life slammed his lips onto mine and blew a cloud of smoke into me. I wasn’t expecting it, so I coughed it out. I saw him drag again – this must be the shotgun! I opened my lips ready to receive more of this pleasurable fantasy smoke and I saw him coming towards me. He grabbed the back of my head, looked directly into my eyes and blew the smoke. I exhaled the smoke through my nose, but I didn’t let Pig go. We were now both rushing and high as we locked our tongues in passion. Pig’s dick didn’t seem to struggle with the meth as much as mine was and he was running his hands over my tits which just felt electric, and I was feeling his body all over with my hands. I wanted to explore my friend’s body and so I grasped his ass with my hands and tried clumsily to get him to push his whole body onto mine and to make him stuff his dick in me – it was clearly hard now in the confines of his jock. Tommy – sorry, Pig – pushed me down onto my back by my neck and said, “you want this, don’t you bitch”. Not sure if he was referring to the life I’d just chosen to experiment with, to more of the drug, or to his cock up my ass I paused – then realised I really, really wanted all three of them. I heard the torch go, and Master was smoking more clouds again watching his two 21-year-old slaves fondle, grope and begin to process of rushing and fucking. Tommy stood up, his big thick legs towering above me. I started to stand as well, but Tommy booted me onto my back and, whilst playing with his tits squatted over my face. I was a little unsure about what I should do but I could smell the musk of his ass in my nostrils and before I could say anything or do anything, Tommy punched me in the balls. This caused me to exclaim out loud in pain – “Oooof” – which caused me to open my mouth and Tommy just planted his ass on my tongue. I was curious about what to do but Tommy – sorry Pig, I will get used to calling my friend that – told me: “Stick your tongue in me” I was feeling no pain at this point, so I went with what my lusting body was screaming at me to do. I began to eat at his ass, sticking my tongue as deep and thoroughly as I could. Pig was grunting happily to this which I took to mean I was doing it well and he was bouncing up and down on my tongue and pinching at his tits whilst he did it. “He any good Pig?” “Yes Master. He’s naturally very talented and has a really long tongue. I’ve wanted to do this for a while now” I felt something of a glow of pride. “Is he high enough?” “There’s a ‘high enough’ Sir?” Master let out a deep rumbling laugh at that and said: “Probably not for you, fucking addict. Both of you, come here and clean my boots. If the shine if good, I’ll give you some more” Pig leapt off my face and stuck his tongue on the left boot and I did the same for the right boot, tongues on boots, asses in the air. Above us on the throne sat our Master, pipe in hand blowing clouds of smoke at out heads. Pig was trying to breathe them in, but they diffused away just before they could get to him. Master thought this was hilarious clearly as he kept doing it. I was so horny at this point that I was trying to lick through the leather and out the other side, but Master kept moving his boots and kicking me in the face, just lightly enough to sting, but not enough to bruise. I was being treated like a fucking useless, worthless cunt and I fucking loved it! After a little while, he said “Stop. Let’s see if you deserve more” We stopped in place, and Master pulled up his legs and put a boot onto my back, and one onto Pig’s. He sat back and examined his boots, using us as footstools. He said he was happy with the shine and therefore it was time to move to the next level.

Met a guy the other day, a hot married bisexual daddy type. Started with him fucking me then I fucked him for a while in a few positions. Whilst I was spooning him he suddenly told me he was going to cum very soon, to which I replied 'are you not going to cum in me?' With that he got up and pushed me onto my front, and with a quick few wanks of his cock shot some ohf his load on my hole and then shoved his cock in to unleash the rest. Very satisfying indeed!

Well, yall, I got a long one for you, so get comfy. I hooked up with a guy, he came in, had to sneak a little cause the house was awake, and we strip. He lays back on my bed and I start teasing him; I’m kissing his thighs, stomach, I even lick his balls. I had to take his hand off his dick and put it in the bed so he wouldn’t ruin my fun. He was 80% hard when I finally wrapped my lips around his head, so I barely got to play with his foreskin, I should have taken that into consideration. I decided to play around a little so instead of sucking and licking the head casually to warm him up I slowly bobbed down his cock. (My Fwb always twlls me to not be greedy, so tried to not rush so much as stay steady.) I dropped my mouth all the way down his cock until the tip of my tongue was toching hs balls and the spongy head of his dick was pressing past my gag reflex. The rest is sort of a blur, he was shivering and gasping and panting pretty much the whole time. I ate his ass a little and even got my fingers in him which was really cool, well, it was hot af actually, he was on fire. I finally told him I needed him in my ass. I pointed to the condoms, crawled up to the pillows on all fours, and grabbed the lube. It took a little effort and lube, I’m not sure if I don’t relax enough or what but guys tend to have to try to get it in at first. I was anticipating some sensitivity/tenderness as he pounded my tight hole, but in the moment, I only noticed the feeling of his heavy balls smashed against my smaller ones. I was not gentle. I say “I” because I controled the depth, I controled the pace, I fucked him. And he was very responsive, grunting and moaning as he humped against me, barely ever pulling back so much as grinding against me while he was balls deep. Since my balls do have feeling, I could feel him pressed to me. Once he slipped out and my hole sucked the condom off and he grabbed a new one. I loved making him gasp by tightening rhythmically around him. At one point I was holding my ass firm to him while he pounded me and I moaned that I wanted him to breed me and he asked if he could unwrap. I had scraped the sensitive skin inside my hole when I was using a bulb to clean, has even seen a little blood, but he sounded so turned on be the idea of fucking me raw that I wasn’t thinking of my vulnerable hole. The second condom came off and landed on the floor. It did feel really good to have the heat of his flesh on mine. I told him I wanted to feel his load in my ass and starting begging for it. I asked if I could touch my micro dick and he said ‘yes’ ( why wouldn’t he?) and I rubbed myself while he was in my ass, desperately grinding back and forth between the base of his cock and my own hand. I came close several times before I grabbed the toy, tbh, but I was starting to feel like tapping out so I was staying motivated. Finally he grabbed my hips and held still with his balks against my roughed up ass. He came deep inside with several strangled groans, each one emphasized by a tight thrusting of his hips. I begged him not to pull out and to put a plug in my ass to keep his seed in. He did, it was bliss. I quickly turned and started to clean him off with my mouth. He was super out of breath, a little dazed looking, very sweaty (we both were), so I asked him if he wanted to lay down. I stroked his chest for a second and asked if I could ride his leg for a minute while he recovered. He said “yeah, of course” and I straddled his thigh. I never used to feel comfortable being on top in any way and honestly, this is one of my favorite things to do because cum shoots out my dick and soaks his knee. But, when I got on top of him, his dick was right there and it wasn’t even fully soft, so I needed it back in my mouth. I tried to hump his leg and suck gently and slowly at the same time but eventually I gave up and just deepthroated him. I kept swallowing and closing my throat around the head of his cock as well as pulling back just enough to relieve pressure only to push back down. I wrapped my arms under his thighs and brushed my finger over his hole, his legs wrapped around my shoulders, I gagged a few times so his cock and balls were coated in drool. He kept balling his hands into fists at his sides and reaching behind his head, fidgeting as I worked on him. I climbed into his lap, straddling him, and rubbed my dick against the underside of his cock with it pressed against his stomach, I was so slippery down there from cumming, like, you don’t understand how absolutely soaked my blanket was; with him fully hard and me still down as f u c k, I asked if he wanted to fuck my ass again. He did. This time I told him to get on his knees and I backed up on him. I felt like a bitch in heat in desperate need of breeding. I pulled the plug and tightened up until he was pressed to my hole. It went in much easier this time. I will be honest, round two with cum as lube is the hottest feeling. It was just as, l’m not sure “rough” is the right word, but it wasn’t gentle. I had my arms locked as I pushed my ass back against him, taking every inch, every thrust. I squeezed around him keeping the friction at a max as he drug his dick in and out. I take offense at the terms “active” and “passive” because just because I’m taking dick does not mean I’m not an active participant. He lasted pretty long, frothing up the sperm in my ass and working it into my fresh tear. This time I didn’t feel him cum, but he made the same noise and when he pulled out he put the plug back in his own. He stood up, commenting that his knees hurt, mood, and I insisted “just let me clean you up”. I was back on my knees with his not soft cock in my throat again. I tried to restrain myself, keeping in mind that he was sensitive, but I still wound up asking if he wanted to fuck my throat when his hands found my short, sweat drenched hair. I was holding him in the back of my throat as I bounced my gag reflex against him, holding firmly to his ass and helping him fuck my face. I carefully pulled back and smiled evilly up at him. “If you wanna go again, you could just lay back and I’ll ride you.” He shook his head, panting, telling me had to get home and take care of his dogs. Which, I completely understand, but I totally almost got a third load out of him which would have been heaven. He said we definitely need to do it again. And idk, I think we actually might. We rattled the headboard, it was… I’m still a little out of breath, sweaty. I think I’m definitely a power bottom now. Like, I’m in control even if I’m the one taking dick. And my dick, holy fuck, my dick soaked the whole bed. I’m also happy to report that he did rub my dick a few times when I was sucking him. I’m not upset that I’m not getting oral, but I do feel like I’m shaving my balls for nothing. Still, I’m really, my dick is not my primary sex organ, my ass is. That said, I keep clenching around the vibrating plug that’s stirring his load still inside me and my dick is craving some attention, so I’m gonna get to that.

Had a guy message me on Sniffies last night. He was at a campground and said he was super horny. Shot me a pic of his cock and I shot him a pic of my ass dripping cum. In 10 minutes I was cleaned out and on my way. He has porn playing on his computer in his tent. It’s loud and making my cock drip. He is naked and ready when I get inside the tent. We start making out and then I proceed to suck his cock and balls until he tells me he is close. No way is he going to cum in my mouth, this load is for my hole. I assume the position and start to beg for his cock as I finger my well lubed man cunt. His head is spinning and he needs to release that big load. He starts to fuck me and it’s amazing! I keep my verbal teasing going, begging him to go harder and faster. His face is bright red and his cock is like steel. I hear him yell “take this fucking load, bitch!” And he screams at the top of his lungs. I am sure it scared animals away. He unleashed a torrent of hot, creamy nectar deep inside my rectum. I cleaned him off and then he wanted to snuggle. After about 30 minutes, he invites me to stay for dinner. What the hell, he’s cooking steaks. After dinner we fucked again. I got his number and I intend on seeing him again. As I got in my car, I thought to myself, he filled my stomach in more ways than one.

As we walked to Clint’s car I contemplated why I was doing this. I wasn’t gay, I loved women. But in truth none of them really loved me, my cock had always been too small to even penetrate most girls. When Clint had tongue fucked my ass it felt so good that I had to go with him and see what he would do. As we got into the car Clint leaned into his back seat and grabbed Gatorade bottle. “This’ll taste like shit but just keep drinking it, it’ll make cunting you a lot easier.” I just nodded and began gulping down the vile liquid quickly realizing it wasn’t Gatorade. Clint began driving and once we were on the road pulled his sweatpants down revealing his massive cock. He nodded down to it while I stared. After a second he grabbed the back of my head and slammed it onto his 9 inch, beer can thick cock. “First lesson faggot, when an alpha male like me presents his cock to you, you get it in one of your hole asap, do you understand faggot” he screamed as he thrusted into my tight throat. I was trying my hardest not to throw up, when everything began feeling lighter am I felt my throat loosen up. Not only did my throat loosen but I began to enjoy having my throat fucked. After fucking my throat for 20ish minutes we pulled up to Clint’s house. “Take your clothes off, they aren’t coming in the house” he said, surprisingly I complied without even thinking about it even though I had always hated being naked. As I followed Clint to his door I began to realize that I was butt naked for the entire neighborhood to see, and I didn’t care. Once inside Clint showed me to the couch and put a pipe and lighter in my hand. “You’ve smoked weed before right” he asked and I nodded in response “ good it’s kinda like that breath out fill your lungs with the smoke then hold it, now finish that pipe while I go get some things ready.” As I began smoking the mystery drug I felt a rush of energy and a burning sensation through my body. I began to rub my cock after I finished the pipe but as I got close to cuming I felt a hard kick in my side and fell the the ground. “Your never touching that tiny fag cock again boy!” Clint screamed as he grabbed me by the hair “you’re my faggot now, I’ve spent over a year making you into the perfect muscle cuck for me and you’re gonna do what I fucking say” he screamed as he locked a small chain around my neck He then put something over my cock and locked it “there now you won’t be tempted into thinking you’re a man” “Now before your mind is totally gone im going to ask you something and if you say no you can leave right now ok” I nodded as I rubbed up against his leg loving the pressure on my locked cock. “ I have hiv and if I fuck you your going to get it too, once I cum in you your mine for the rest of your life not just in the sense of carrying my disease, but I will actually own you, you’ll spend the rest of your life kept high and full of my cum never making another decision again. “Do you want that boy” “Yes sir please I need you to use my ass again I need it please please please I’ll be your slave and let you do whatever you want I just need my hole filled now” “Atta boy” Clint said

After what might’ve been the best pump of my life I went to the water fountain with Clint when I realized it was 530. “ holy fuck we’ve been here for five and a half hours” I said “Yeah I didn’t stop you because you were doing great and I figured time wasn’t an issue” Clint replied “Fuck it is tonight I have a date at 6” “Damn do you have time to go home and shower you are drenched in sweat after all” “No its ten minutes away but my house is twenty” “Well looks like you’ll have to shower here with the real men, Timmy boy” Clint teased. I had never used the gym showers because I was always nervous about my small cock being seen. Clint had been poking fun at me for going home to shower for months now. “ I guess I have no choice” I replied dejected “No you do not, now follow my lead” Clint made his way into the locker room and I followed. I had always hated locker rooms since I middle school when I started noticing everyone else’s cock got bigger but mine stayed the same. Once we got to the lockers Clint began striping, saying “C’mon strip you ain’t gonna shower with your clothes on” I began to tentatively take my clothes off as I looked over a Clint’s large tattooed frame. He was wearing only a jock strap that seemed to be filled to the brim. When he took that off his 7 inches soft cock and massive balls fell out. I felt blood rush to my cock as I took of my briefs revealing my tiny cock. “Atta boy now lets hit the shower” Clint said as he wrapped his muscled arm around me, pulling me towards his smelly pit. As we entered the shower room I saw there were no stalls only a row of shower heads along the wall with small racks of soap. I took a shower head by the end and Clint took the one right to my right. As we began lathering I could not take my eyes off Clint’s massive cock. “ you wanna suck it faggot” Clint asked shocking me “Huh” “ I said do you want to suck my cock faggot, you’ve been staring at it since I took my jock off” “ uh I don’t-“ “Uh uh, shut the fuck up and get on your knees before I force you down” Clint said putting his massive bear claw on my shoulder and pressing me to my knees. Once on my knees I could smell the reek of his bush which instinctively made me breathe out of my mouth, which was clearly a mistake as Clint stuck his cock in my open mouth. “Now Timmy be a good boy and don’t bite, if you do I’ll have to break your fucking jaw and ruin that pretty face” he said as he spit straight into my eye. He pushed me toward the wall then began violently piston fucking my throat. I thought he was gonna break my skull open but he just kept pounding. “Oh yeah boy I’m gonna cum, you want me to fill you up don’t you, you don’t want me wasting my potent seed, you want it in your guts I can tell” he said before bottoming out and shooting a load straight down my throat. As he stood there he pulled out slightly before saying “Oh looks like I gotta piss, you’ll be god and drink it won’t you Timmy” he looked down at me shaking my head before I felt his warm acidic stream in my mouth “Swallow it all faggot, you don’t want to disappoint me” he said and I was surprised to agree and swallowed his huge flow down “Ah now how’d you like that Tim” he said pulling me up as I stared shell shocked “Hmm looks like you need a little something yourself” “Are you gonna suck me” I asked “HA that tiny thing, no fucking way” he said slapping my tiny balls almost forcing me to the ground “ face the wall now” Clint bent down behind me as I felt his hand begin to spread my cheeks. Before I knew what was happening his tongue was in my hole. It felt electric and I began moaning like a porn actress. I had never felt anything this good as he kept driving his tongue into me. After less than a minute the most intense orgasm came over me and I shot my load onto the wall before falling into it. “Tasty, I always love eating a virgin hole” Clint said standing “ you ok bud we should probably get going we’ve been in here a while” he said helping me up As we got dressed Clint looked at me and said “so you’re coming home with me right tim” “I’d love to” I replied eagerly

I showered and cleaned up the sauan. It was pretty quiet the Bill called me over. "I've got an errand for you, since its quiet." He said. "Get dressed" I put on some clothes and went to the reception desk where he handed me a package with the name of a local hospital on it. He gave me an address and said "take this over and give it to Mick - its his meds which he forgot to pick up from the clinic." "I's a basement flat. He lives there with some other guys who are all poz, though not all on meds." I felt my heart skip a beat and he gave me a filthy smile. "They're pretty far gone, most of them and they don't have the cash to visit the sauna often. I told them you're coming over. It's up to you whether you want to stay for while." Then he raised an eyebrow and I knew what he meant. Did I want to stay and have sex with these men. I took the package. The flat was about 20 minutes walk away in a run down area of old victorian buildings. I went down some steps and knocked on a peeling fron door with carboard in the window and an overflowing rubbish bin next to it. I knocked, and the door opened to reveal a dark hallway with an overwhelming smell of body odour, cigarette smoke and the tang of poppers. The man in the doorway was fat, short, balding and dresed in a stained threadbare dressing gown. "Wotcher want?" He growled looking me up and down. "I...I'm Timmy." I said, recoling from the smell and his grubby appearance. "I've got something for Mick." He smiled revealing stained teeth and the tongue which licked his lips was furred yellow/green. "Oh, right. Heard about you. Come in." He turned and I followed him into the hall way. "Mick ain't here, but you can leave his stuff." He scratched under the robe which gaped open to reveal a flabby belly and masses of hair around a heavy cock. I swallowed, feeling repelled as he scratched busily in his groin, but I was also excited especially as the strong smell of poppers made my head swim. I put the package on the floor and stood awkwardly. "Come and meet the others." He said, noticing my glance at his dangling cock. "Bill said you was a good boy, real friendly like." and he leered at me and laughed. Before I could speak, he led me down the hall and into a small sitting room, dimly lit by a small window high up on the wall. It was smokey and smelled of sweat and worse. There were two sofas on which sat five or six men, all old and all looking like they needed a bath. Several were just wearing singlets and underpants. Others were smoking and they were watching porn on an old TV as they passed a bottle of poppers around. It was really hot and I felt sweat trickling in my armpits. "Well. aintcha gonna sit down?" I squeezed on to a sofa between two old trolls who were watching the TV and sniffing poppers. They ignored me as did the guy who had let me in. I was wondering what to do when the man next to me, dressed only in his underwear said "Fuck, this porn has got me on the go!" He pulled his undepants down and a thick, swollen cock slapped against his hairy belly. It was slimey with pre-cum and I noticed what looked like blisters under the head. "I could do with a fuck!" Suddenly, the other man's boney fingers were on my belt, undoing it and unzipping my fly. "Know what you mean, Fred. I could do with some arse around my cock." As they spoke, they dragged my trousers off, followed by my underpants. The man who'd let me in came over with a filthy tube of lube. "So when's your next clinic appointment Fred?" He said as they pulled me round so I was kneeling on the sofa. "Next week" They spread my arse roughly apart and I felt cool lube being rubbed into my anus. "I guess I'll have to go on meds soon." I heard Fred say as he got heavily off the sofa. "Viral load's through the roof." He got behind me, and I felt his cock against my arsehole. What was I doing? This was a disgusting old man, in a filthy flat, about to put his diseased cock in me without even caring who I was, that I was just an upraised arse and a hole to fill. The man who'd let me in, who I later found out was called Paul, matter of factly pushed some poppers under my nose and as the chemical washed through me, Freds thick, diseased cock slid wetly up into my rectum. In front of me, Paul's robe was open and he was scratching his groin and complaining about it, even as he offered me his swelling cock to suck as Fred fucked me in long, slow, delicious strokes. I was lost. I couldn't resist as the poppers and the thick cock in me made me gasp with pleasure. "Oh yeah!" said Paul. "Fill it up, Fred. Let some others have a go!" Fred was grunting and thrusting hard and I realised he was about to come in me. I felt a moment's fear, a moments regret, and then he gave a pig-like grunt, pushed against me, and I felt his cock throbbing as he spurted into me. When he finished he gave a sigh. "That were good!" He said, sliding his softening cock out of me. A drool of cum slithered over my balls and he scooped it up with his finger and pushed it back in. I stood up, my cheeks flushed with shame and looked across the room. Two men were on the other sofa, one pale and gaunt, the other wizzened with sores around his mouth. They had pushed their clothes down and were jacking their erections as they chatted about someting. Paul grabbed my arm and led me over. "Any one want some tea?" He said. As he spoke, he turned me round and I felt hands on my hips pulling me down on to another cock. It slid easily up me through the spunk and the lube until I was sitting on the old man's lap, impaled on his cock. "Two sugars in mine." I heard him say behind me and then he started to thrust up into me and empty his sperm with the rest...

He started to slide his cock deliciously in and out of me, taking his time as he enjoyed the feel of my cummy arsehole around his cock. "Mmmm....darling!" he gasped. " you have a sexy pussy!" The other man got off the sofa and headed out. "See you two lovebirds later!" He laughed. "Knock him up good, Terry!" Terry chuckled as the man left and whispered in my ear. " Is that what you want, baby? Do you want daddy's nasty sperm in you? Do you want my baby?" I was gasping with pleasure as I knelt on the old sofa, arse up, being fucked by this sagging old man. But his cock felt so good, and I was so high with the sleaziiness of it, I could only nod my head and say "Yes...breed me!" He sighed happily. "Good boy!." Then he thrust faster in and out until his cock was like a rod of iron in me "Here it comes!" He gasped and I felt his cock throb and throb, knowing with each contraction his toxic sperm was spurting into me. After a few moments, he stopped moving and lay heavily on my back. I could feel his ribs and his heart pounding. "Oh yes...you're all wet with my spunk now. Let's give it a chance to take, shall we?" He lay on me like an old pig. It was quiet and still as the others had left, and I could hear the clock ticking and smell the body odour on the sofa back beneath my chin. Eventually, his cock softened to the point where my hole expelled it with a soft hiss and he got heavily to his feet and slapped my bum. "There you go, son. Hope you enjoyed getting pregnant with me. See you later" Then he was gone and I was alone in that filthy room, sperm dripping out of me, wondering what the hell I'd done. And yet, my cock was rock hard and I was as excited as I've ever been. There was a noise in the door way and the thin, veiny man called Arthur who'd used me to get off came in and gave a dirty laugh. "Fuckin' hell! Look at you!" He laughed as I got to my feet, erection standing out with a drool of pre-cum hanging from the tip. "Bet you didn't expect this, did yer? Bet you didn't plan to go home well and truly pozzed?" I shook my head and blushed, "I'm so ashamed of myself, I shouldn't have done it" I said. But my hard-on showed a different story and he just leered at me "I think you knew what you were doing. You're just a filthy bastard like the rest of us." He turned, knelt on the sofa and spread his sagging, wrinkled buttocks revealing a puffy, slack brown hole glistening with lube. "C'mon," He said. "Give me your last neg load. This is what your arse is going to look like one day" He wriggled it obscenely at me. I couldn't resist. My heart was pounding and I knew now what I was. I got behind him, pressed my cock into his puffy lips and slid up him as Bill appeared again with his rubbish bag to empty the bin. He watched me fucking the wasted old body for a minute or two, then came and slipped his hand under my buttocks and squeezed my balls and fingered my cock were it entered the slimey hole. "That's it" He said. " Don't be shy. Shoot up him like his wants." He suddenly thrust his forefinger into Arthur along side my cock and I gasped with pleasure, feeling the orgasm approaching "C...cumimg! I gasped "Ooh, lovely! I can feel it shooting around my finger" Arthur was laughing as he took my load "Git your fucking finger out you dirty sod!" Bill did what he was told and winked at me as he licked the cum and juices from his forefinger. "Nice. " He said. " Sweet. And your last neg load. I know they've all fucked you. Welcome to our little club!"

Just watched a video of a hot lad getting fisted whilst doing a handstand. i wonder if it feels as good as it looked. my favourite position to get fisted in is face down ( buried in the bed or preferably another guys crotch ) and ass up whilst reaching round and pulling my ass cheeks apart with my hands. Fucking love it when the Top then goes wild on my ravenous hole! Keen to hear what others favorite fisting positions are.. for the bottom and the tops perspective

Kevin was a little nervous as he took the elevator up to Mike's apartment. His buddy had messaged him the day before about a last-minute surprise party he was throwing for a friend, and really thought Kevin would have fun. He said there would be about 15 guests, mostly guys in their 50s and 60s, so Kevin would definitely be the youngest guy there. He had just turned 28 the month before. That appealed to Kevin, who was really into older men. He hadn't been to a play party in awhile. But since he wouldn't know anyone except Mike, he was uneasy about what to expect. Mike opened the door and greeted him with a big smile. "Kevin, you made it!" he said, throwing his arms around him and kissing him on the cheek. The party was already underway, with loud music playing and about a dozen men standing around drinking and talking. It was definitely an older crowd, with most of the men having grey beards and wearing leather vests and pants. Most of them were bears, which was Kevin's favorite type of man. Mike handed Kevin a drink and walked him around, introducing him to the other guests. Kevin attracted a lot of flirting, with guys saying how cute he was and hoping he was a bottom, which made Kevin laugh. He certainly was a bottom, he told them, which made each of them even more flirty. "Oh, I want your ass first!" said a man named John, slapping Kevin's butt for emphasis. About a half hour passed and the party was really getting started. Most of the guests had taken off their shirts, and some were down to their jocks. The liquor was flowing and some of the men were doing cocaine and ecstasy. Some of the men had drifted into Mike's bedroom, where he had a sling set up next to his bed. "Come on, Kev," said Mike, waving toward the bedroom. Kevin followed and saw that the sling was already in use, with two bears fucking loudly. Other guys had paired off and were kissing and groping each other. There was a pile of leather clothing in the corner. By this time, Kevin was getting pretty drunk. As soon as he entered the bedroom, guys began coming over and fondling him. He took off his shirt and immediately felt a pair of hands on his chest, pinching his nipples. All the attention gave Kevin a big boner, which several men commented on. Now there was about five men surrounding Kevin, groping his ass and crotch through his jeans, kissing him. He was the center of attention, and liked it. He didn't stop one of the men from undoing his jeans, and in a few minutes Kevin was totally bare assed. One of the bears was on his knees, sucking Kevin's cock. By now, everyone had entered the bedroom and was either watching Kevin or grabbing his ass, cock or balls. The two bears had finished fucking each other, so the sling was available. Almost before he knew it, Kevin was in the sling, his feet up in the straps, men surrounding him and tugging at his big erection. It all seemed like a hazy dream to Kevin. He had been drinking a lot and had lost his inhibitions. He hadn't expected to be getting all this attention, but was loving every bit of it. One off the men was kissing him roughly, probing his mouth with his tongue. Kevin closed his eyes when another man began licking his hole and fingering him. John, the guy he had first talked to, thrust a container of poppers under Kevin's nose. Kevin opened his eyes and saw a 60ish bear rubbing a cock against his hole. The man wasn't wearing a condom and Kevin thought about saying something, but by now the guy had already penetrated him and Kevin thought, "Fuck it." Everyone was watching him getting fucked now. Kevin was in complete sensory overload, his stiff cock leaking precum, which one of the men was licking up. Hands were pinching his nipples, mouths were sucking his toes. The smell of poppers was overpowering. Sweating, naked men were shouting and cheering over the throbbing music. The bear fucking him yelled, "Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" He pulled out and shot his load over Kevin's ass. As the semen dripped down over Kevin's hole, another bear took his place and slurped up the cum, then came over and let it slide off his tongue into Kevin's waiting mouth. In the back of his drunken mind, Kevin regretted that he hadn't told the bear to wear a condom. But at the same time the idea of getting fucked bareback was exciting. Kevin even felt a little sorry that the guy hadn't shot his load into his hole instead of pulling out. Seconds later, another cock was inside Kevin's ass. It didn't take long before the guy was shouting that he was going to cum. This time, he stayed inside and spurted his semen deep inside Kevin's ass. The other men cheered and a little smile crossed Kevin's face. The next hour was a blur as one man after another took turns fucking Kevin. A guy named Jack pumped his load into Kevin's rectum, then walked around the sling and offered his sloppy cock for Kevin to suck. He opened wide and cleaned off the still-hard cock. Every guy who fucked Kevin after Jack did the same, with Kevin eagerly licking the cum still clinging to their dicks. He noticed that the jizz was now taking on a pink tinge, but he was too far gone to care. About a dozen guys had dumped their cum into Kevin's ass when John took his place in front of the sling. As John aimed his cock at Kevin's hole, he noticed a tattoo just above John's crotch. It was a biohazard symbol. Up until now, Kevin had just assumed that the men fucking him were HIV negative, but now there was no denying that he was about to be fucked by a poz man. Before he could think about protesting, John's massive erection was inside his sloppy hole. Kevin swayed back and forth in the sling as John rammed into him over and over again. Kevin noticed that his own cock was rock-hard and dripping as the thought of being pozzed drove him wild. Kevin waited anxiously for John's poz load to enter him. "Oh FUCK!" shouted John as he released his load deep inside Kevin. A second later, a thick rope of cum spurted from Kevin's own cock. He had never cum hands-free before, but the idea that John's HIV was entering his body was a huge turn-on for him. John brought his wet cock over to Kevin, who eagerly engulfed it in his mouth. Kevin recognized the metallic taste of blood mixed in with the semen as he cleaned John's cock. It was one of the most exciting moments of his life. Mike was the last man to fuck Kevin, who noticed that his friend also had the biohazard tattoo over his crotch. Mike's cum quickly joined the dozen other loads already inside Kevin's rectum. "You love having my poz babies inside you, don't you?" he grinned at Kevin. Exhausted but happy, the men lounged around Mike's apartment. Kevin was laying on the bed cuddling with John, cum oozing from his hole tinged with Kevin's blood. He had never felt better in his life, imagining the poz seed invading his body. The thought of being pozzed gave him another hard-on. "Mike, you told me this was a surprise party for a friend," Kevin asked. "Did he ever show up?" "Of course, silly! You were the friend. It's not just a surprise party, it's a conversion party and you're the guest of honor! Every guy who fucked you tonight has HIV, and most of us have detectable viral loads. Welcome to the club, Kev!" For a second, Kevin didn't know what to say. But he recalled a conversation he'd had with Mike a week ago, talking about pozzing and how it kind of turned him on to think about getting bred. Mike must have thought that Kevin was into the idea of becoming positive, and Kevin had to admit to himself that he was. "Of course, you can still do something about it, " Mike added. "Start on PEP tomorrow and it'll head off any infection. You have a couple days to decide." Kevin thought about it that night, but decided against taking PEP. He admitted to himself that he had fantasized about getting pozzed for a long time. He wanted to join the poz fraternity and never again have to worry about condoms or getting infected. It was a relief and exciting to finally be part of the tribe. A couple weeks later, Kevin tested positive for HIV. A month later, Mike invited him to another surprise party, and this time it was Kevin standing in front of the sling, injecting his poz seed into an eager young negative hole. Kevin was happy in his new life as an HIV-positive gift giver. He finally felt at home.

Whoever ate your ass next was in for a SALTY treat!

Fuck, yeah, I'd say you're off to a very good start!

I don't recall any time when I really needed to be lubed up or loaded up to take the first cock, so zero loads would be where I start from.

Hot, hot story, envy the bottom that got the gift.

Find a sub bottom with great muscular control in his ass to open up for you, then grip and please you. Breeders like that my ass spasms on them when I'm being fucked right and/or when my nipples are being worked while he ruts.

Apparently, like many other Americans, he has difficulty with some of the shorter words in English. "All", for example.

Usually all 4s, ass up, face down. One time this stud had me on my back. This allowed his friend to get in a 69 position over me. Friend put his dick down my throat and hands on my inner thighs, using my face for full support of his body weight, forcing my legs wide open. Have a fist up my fuck chute while getting face fucked was crazy hot. Since my Top and his buddy were face to face, they were able to discuss my hole with each other and how it looked, which only turned my on more and allowed me to open more easily.

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

My personal definition: It has to be at least five tops there at the same time, taking turns. (Otherwise, it's a threeway or a fourway) Just taking loads over the night is not the same thing (and a lot easier on the ass.) Gangbangs feed off the energies of other tops in the room, not just the energy from the bottom. Once cum starts flowing and we are churning each other's loads, it is a great time.

When I got home, Grandad was in the kitchen watching my mother prepare dinner. He was sat on a kitchen chair wearing an old, stained bathrobe which was open at the front. He was stroking his cock as she prepared the food at the counter. "Hi Timmy" She said as I came in. "You're a little late." "Yeah, just kicked around with Peter on the way home." Grandad grinned, and continued to stroke his cock which was now rigid against his hairy belly. "Bet you got up to no good," He winked at my mother. " A friend saw you go in the toilet earlier." I blushed and nodded. "Naughty boy." Said Mom casually, " You never know what you might catch." Grandad laughed. "Too late for that! Show us your arse, Timmy. I bet its dripping!" Mom wiped her hands on a towel and raised an eyebrow. "Well?" She said. I undid my belt and pushed my trousers and pants down. They ignored my stiffening cock as grandad pulled me face down over the table. He pulled my cheeks apart and said "Thought so! Look how wet it is!" Mom laughed and slapped my arse. "Bad boy! Guess you'd better atone and do your grandad a favour." She returned to the counter as grandad got to his feet, dropped the robe and got behind me. I grunted as his shaft slid easliy up me through the lube and spunk and he began to thrust happily in and out. "N..nice.." He gasped. "...what time...oof...what time is dinner?" She turned and checked the clock. "About twenty minutes, I guess. Now hurry up 'cos I need to lay the table." "Yes, mam!" He laughed and began to seriously fuck me, working himeslf up to a climax. She came and stood beside us, stroking my hair and tweaking his nipples. "Gonna cum....aaah!" He cried as his cock throbbed and throbbed and spurted in me. Eventually, he stood back and his softening cock plopped out of my hole which dripped onto the floor "Right," my mother said, slapping my bum again. "Get that mess on the floor cleaned up then the pair of you clear off whilst I finish dinner."

Part 23 - The Hooded Figure Returning home Conrad went straight to his house where his parents, grandparents and Charlie had all arrived. Despite throwing up again when they landed at the manor he shut down the queasiness happy to see his parents and unable to control his tears. What had only been a few months felt like years and once Conrad and his mother had stopped crying he told them that Simon was hosting a dinner for them all at the manor. Harry stood at the bottom of the path nervous as hell and his feet stuck to the pavement unable to carry him forward. He could do with his parents and brother being here right now for support, his attention was drawn to the front door opening and Charlie standing there looking at him. A huge sigh of relief appeared on his face seeing a familiar face, Charlie walked along the path to Harry and picked him up swinging him around in his arms happy to see him. His worry was unfounded and he charmed the pants off Conrad's parents, despite his father being a little cautious at first until he saw how much Charlie liked Harry and acted like they had been brothers for years. The grandparents still somewhat perplexed by it all took longer to come around and still looked on it as unnatural, they couldn't deny how happy Harry made Conrad. Adam and Jamal were staying clean of the manor tonight and helping Dexter move in. At precisely 6pm Harry's parents and brother arrived at the manor and escorted in to the lounge where cocktails were being served hosted by Simon, Conrad and his family arrived at a few minutes. The uneasiness of the meeting soon vanished with the cocktails helping to pave the way and a more relaxed atmosphere developed before dinner. Simon as always keen to catch up with Charlie and his exploits since leaving were talking loudly and laughing, Harry's brother Alfie spent most of the evening with his brother and Conrad whilst the parents and grandparents took to sitting outside in the warm evening chatting away like old friends. As the evening drew to a close Conrad's parents insisted Harry's family stay with them the Saturday night to save them having to drive back to London. Conrad flopped on to the sofa next to Harry clearly shattered from his wild day, he knew Harry still had a bone of contention he was holding on to about him visiting Joshua. Conrad glanced at him "How long are you going to hold on to this?" he asked. Harry grinned "As long as I need to" he replied, "Are you going to tell me?" he asked. "Nothing to tell Harry" Conrad replied kissing him, "I saw him for a few seconds then left". Harry looked at him "Did you talk to him?". "Nope, he didn't even know I was there, saw him and then we left" Conrad replied. "So is he being held prisoner?" Harry asked wanting to know more. "Not sure, the guy who has him is a therapist of some sort" Conrad replied. Harry put his arm around Conrad "Well I hope he can therapise him, make him normal". Conrad laughed and looked at Harry "Bed time and I need to sex you" he said standing up. Harry stood "You think everything will be alright this weekend with Carrington being here?". Conrad took Harry's hand "Ah you mean with Charlie?" he asked. Harry nodded. Conrad shrugged his shoulders "Charlie doesn't know he is coming". "Awkward" Harry replied slipping his hand down Conrad's shorts and fingering his hole. Conrad slapped his hand "Wait, god you are so inpatient" he said giggling. Harry pulled him around shoving his tongue deep in to Conrad's mouth kissing him "Love you". Conrad pushed him away and ran off "Show me you do" he said laughing and running up the stairs. At Heathrow Sean's flight arrived a few minutes before Carrington's, Sean was through straight away with only carry on bag and met by Felix who was holding a sign up with his name on. When asked where they were off to Felix informed him they would be heading to Hampshire then waved seeing Carrington come through the doors. A brief recollection took place between Sean and Carrington having seen each other at the manor. This gave Sean some idea of where they were heading for the weekend. Settling in the back of the limo they chatted a little with Carrington being evasive of any probing questions. Simon greeted them both at the door and Carrington went up to shower whilst Sean stood there looking at him. "What the fuck Simon?" Sean said looking shocked and angry, "You own this place?" he asked. Simon nodded "Let's walk in the garden" he suggested. Sean grabbed Simon's hand abruptly "You have a lot of explaining to do" he said. "Don't take this the wrong way Sean, I protect my privacy as much as possible" Simon informed him. Sean looked at him "Okay, but why?" he asked, "So you have a bit of money?". Simon smiled "That is one way of looking at it, although I am not hung up over it". "So let me guess, this is about my porn career?" Sean asked stopping by the pool. Simon nodded "It is, that is if you are serious about me" he said trying to assess any response. "I am serious about us" Sean replied, "You know I can't do anything about the films out there". "I know" Simon replied walking off again, "Would you be happy giving it up though?" he asked. "Of course, I want out of it but the money is easy and the sex is good, sometimes" Sean replied chuckling. Simon smiled. "Figured the Arab guy must be rolling in it having a suite at that hotel" Sean said. "What about all the cute guys that hang around here?" Sean asked catching up to Simon. "Conrad is like a son to me, I guess I have sort of adopted him by default" Simon said laughing. Sean chuckled "So the other one that is always rushing around is his boyfriend?" he asked. "Yes, they are getting married this weekend. And Carrington works with me" Simon informed him. Simon stopped and looked at Sean "You know Dexter is moving here after the wedding". "What?" Sean asked looking shocked. "He has a job in Alton and is going to lodge with Adam and Jamal" Simon said trying to explain. Sean stood there shaking his head "This is so much to keep track of" he replied laughing. Simon turned to look at the manor. "Did I hit the jackpot with you?" Sean asked looking at him. Simon laughed "Kind of" he replied, "I won't give you money or expensive things" he warned. "Scrooge" Sean said chuckling, "I don't care Simon, just want you" he replied kissing him. "There is just one other thing" Simon started saying. "Is this the bombshell?" Sean asked interrupting him. Simon smiled "No, just don't be surprised if Conrad or Harry pounce on you" he said. Sean raised an eyebrow "And if they do?" he asked. "Tread carefully they are both ruthless sex machines, ask Carrington" he replied laughing. Sean nervously laughed "Are you serious, I mean it is not going to affect us?" he asked. "God no, Conrad still creeps in to bed with me every now and then" Simon replied casually. Sean smiled "I quite fancy banging Carrington" he confessed making Simon laugh. "Good luck there" Simon replied patting his hand, "Carrington likes young tender meat". Sean laughed and took Simon's hand walking back up to the manor for breakfast. Conrad and Harry bolted down the stairs bursting in to the dining room and smothering Carrington hearing he had arrived. Harry still getting dressed for his first proper day in the office with Adam was buzzing with excitement and too busy to think about eating so grabbed a coffee. Simon entered the dining room with Sean and Conrad looked over at them and nodded with the biggest grin on his face. Before Conrad had time to speak Harry and Carrington both kissed him then left to meet Adam and head off. Jamal walked across to the manor and into the dining room seeing Sean sat there he nodded and said morning then grabbed a coffee sitting down next to Conrad. "No change?" Simon asked looking at Jamal's fed up expression. Jamal looked up "Father doesn't want me in the house. Apparently I disgrace the family". Simon looked at him carefully "And you, how are you feeling Jam?" he asked. "Yeah I am alright, I have Adam and he is keeping me sane" he replied smiling. Conrad sat there watching him "You have us Jam, anything you need just ask" he offered. Sean watched Jamal knowingly "I went through a similar thing, my father only nods to me" he said. "It is even worse because of my career" Sean added, "Just be patient with him". Jamal knew the words were heart felt and meaningful from Conrad and Sean, he was glad that he had this group of seemingly growing friends who would be there to support him. After breakfast Jamal was going to help with the marquee that was being set up for the wedding down by the makeshift helipad leaving Conrad to spend the day with his family. They decided to head out to Alton as Conrad's parents wanted to buy some things that were not readily available in Australia. Conrad and Charlie having a lot of fun when their mother picked something up and grandmother was over her shoulder telling her she couldn't import that into Australia. They quickly got bored and said they would meet them outside by the car and walked out of the supermarket. "Charlie" Conrad said catching his brother up, "I need to tell you Carrington is here". Charlie looked at him "So" he replied finding his heart beating faster. Conrad shrugged "Thought you should know" he replied, "Asks after you every time he is here". Charlie smirked "He will get over me" he said leaning back against the car expressionless. The news had strangely excited him and his mind started imagining Carrington running over and hugging him pouring his emotions and expressing his love for Charlie. He blinked hearing the noise from the rest of the family returning, shaking thoughts of Carrington out of his head he got in to the SUV. Returning home everyone except Conrad and Charlie went to bed sleeping off the jetlag, the boys headed over to the manor for a swim and see how Jamal was doing. By some miracle Charlie didn't see Carrington that Friday, instead he had to sit with his parents explaining what had happened with Serena. The more he talked about her the more his mind wandered over to the manor where Carrington was. Conrad arrived with Harry and they set off for dinner at the local pub where they had enjoyed many joyous family meals growing up. Eddie and Jody complaining that Conrad and Harry had refused any wedding presents since they had no idea what they wanted. Harry continued charming the pants off the grandparents and it was having results since they started to take an interest in his life, family and job. The late June sunshine bathed the gardens as all the guests assembled, Carrington was already in the marquee with Jamal and Adam grabbing a sneaky glass of wine before the wedding commenced. The whole thing was kept very simple, Conrad and Harry would walk down together behind their families and their brothers at their side. Opting to start at midday to get it over with and let their hair down, the guests all stood as the Flower Waltz from the Nutcracker played, it was Jack's favourite piece of classical music and Conrad had to stop himself from trying to ballet dance down the aisle. He loved this piece of music and would often twirl around the greenhouse when Jack played it, Jack would go in to hysterics before composing himself then calling Conrad a poofter and raping him. Conrad had an overwhelming feeling that Jack was here watching over him again. He felt Harry squeeze his hand tighter, he glanced at Harry who looked up and smiled like he was feeling it as well. Charlie confused watching them had no idea what they were thinking and shook his head smiling over at Alfie. Charlies face forwards again and his eye caught a glimpse of Carrington who was watching Conrad and Harry standing next to Simon and Moham. He felt a streak of sadness or anger, he couldn't be sure, the American did not even look or acknowledge him and turned away when Conrad and Harry reached the official. All through the quick ceremony he kept taking quick glances at Carrington, nothing, not even a sneaky glance from him. Charlie couldn't explain what was going on in his head, there was frustration definitely and it was getting to him. Instead Charlie focused back to his brother and handed over the ring the an applause rang out. Charlie had be so consumed by Carrington that he missed most the ceremony and everyone was coming up congratulating them, champagned corks popped and the caterers began circulating with drinks. Charlie looked around but Carrington was out of view. A glass popped in front of him "How are you Charlie?" Carrington asked. Charlie took the glass "Fine" he replied trying to hide his annoyance, "Thanks". He turned to face Carrington. "And how is the navy thing?" Carrington asked. "Fine" Charlie replied being cool and distant not wanting to arouse any suspicion. Carrington looked at his glass "Sorry I must go an talk to Moham" he said excusing himself. Charlie sipped his champagne watching Carrington and unable to make him out or what just happened, underneath he knew he was to blame with his lame conversation tactics. Why oh why did it hurt him so much to be treated like this by him?. Charlie looked around the room and found Simon standing by Moham and Carrington, he was looking directly at Charlie drinking champagne with a school teacher look like he was telling Charlie off without words at his behaviour. Charlie had to look away and saw Alfie trying to get his attention, he smiled and walked over joining him. Carrington watched him for most of the day, one part of him could see Charlie was trying to be normal around his family, the other saw the unmistakable glances he would sneakily take. It left Carrington with an empty feeling and that he needed to move on and forget about him. The rest of the day was a celebration with just the right amount of people and Simon spared no expense as his wedding present to Conrad and Harry providing amazing food and champagne. With the evening drawing on Conrad and Harry were a little drunk and laid on the grass together giggling having a few minutes alone staring up at the sky and the reddish tinge from the setting sun. "He was watching" Harry mumbled. Conrad let a tear trickle down from the corner of his eye. "I know" Conrad replied sniffing. "Watching over us Harry" he said fighting tears of happiness. Harry pulled Conrad in to a hug holding him tight "He made it happen. I love you Con". "Love you Harry" Conrad replied, Harry wiped the tears from Conrad's cheek and kissed him. "Jack loves a good party" Adam said sitting down beside them. Harry and Conrad looked at him, "You feel him here?" Conrad asked. Adam nodded "God yes, I think he has achieved what he needed to" he said smiling. "And here is someone fighting against all odds" Adam said nodding at Charlie approaching them. Adam chuckled "Drunk but open like a book" he said. Charlie plonked himself down clearly drowning his sorrows "I got you brother drunk" he said. Harry giggled "Is he dancing naked yet, he usually does when he is drunk". Adam slipped a piece of paper in to Charlie's pocket "Oi" Charlie slapped his hand. "Get over yourself" Adam replied laughing, "It is just a bit of paper". Charlie waved his hand in the air "Whatever" he said laughing. Charlie sat up "I wanted to kiss the bride but I don't know who it is" he said then laughed. Conrad and Harry pounced on Charlie fighting with him as whistles echoed from the marquee and Harry heard his mother shouting at Alfie, laughing he grabbed Conrad and Charlie telling them to get a move on as Alfie must be at the naked dance stage. Entering the tent sure enough Alfie had his underwear on but was dancing on a table evading his mother who was trying to get him down. Simon and Carrington had grabbed chairs and were sat at the front enjoying the show and throwing money at him. Harry walked up to his mother 'chill out' he said kissing her on the cheek and grabbing a chair and watching the show. Charlie managed to get the video on his phone and filmed him. Jamal stood by Charlie giggling "Don't forget I still have the one of you and Carrington". Charlie grinned and leaned in to whisper "Fuck off, I will kill you if you show it" he said. Almost by accident or was it, Charlie kissed Jamal on the cheek "Slut" Jamal said grinning. Charlie laughed "You love it" he replied turning back to Alfie who was thrusting his hips. "Is he gay?" Jamal asked looking at Charlie. Charlie shrugged "How the fuck would I know" he replied, "Good dancer though". Harry's father put his arm on Charlie's shoulder "I know it was you" he said chuckling. "Sorry" Charlie replied, "I didn't know he would end up doing this" he explained. Harry's father laughed "I should get him dance lessons" he said. Alfie was eventually persuaded by Charlie to get down to the boos of the crowd. With his arm around Charlie they walked over to the bar to get him some water, with Alfie exclaiming to anyone who would listen that he loved his new brother of his brother-in-law. Guests were departing and Charlie almost carrying Alfie to the house were last to leave, he had a look around but Carrington had gone already. Conrad and Harry flopped on to the bed sobered up and exhausted, everyone had stayed at the party for nearly 10 hours, even all the guests were exhausted as they left. Conrad looked at Harry and they both sprang off the bed running down the hallway and bursting in to the bedroom. The figure in the bed sat up not quite having got to sleep. "What do you want?" Carrington asked, "I have an early flight". "Our wedding present" Harry replied closing the door. "Oh fuck" Carrington complained laying back down grinning, "Get in bed then". Conrad knelt on the bed "What happened between you and Charlie?" he asked. "Absolutely nothing" Carrington replied, "There is nothing there" his voice echoing how he felt. "Rubbish" Conrad replied, "You two are nuts for each other, Charlie just needs pushing over the fence". Carrington looked at Conrad "Are you getting in to bed then?" he asked. Conrad laid in bed watching the the incredible scene of Carrington's muscled body moving with elegance and ease as he slowly fucked Harry, a sight he never got bored of seeing. Only lasting 20 minutes before he pulled out and roughly pulled Conrad on to his back, legs quickly up over his shoulders driving his cock in. His eyes fixed on Conrad's face watching his changing expressions, deliberately taking his time and getting deep in to Conrad's arse, the erotic moans hitting his ears. Carrington smiled, his mind playing tricks and he could only see Charlie's face pinned under him. It triggered his orgasm delivering rapid thrusts 'Oh Charlie' he mumbled stretching his body upwards to get maximum penetration, his balls squashing against Conrad's arse. Electrical jolts of pleasure pushing deeper and deeper until he felt tapping on his arse bringing him back down. Looking down he saw a strange expression on Conrad's face and pulled back slightly. Glancing to his left he saw the same confused expression on Harry's face. "What's the matter?" Carrington asked catching his breath. Harry looked at Conrad. Conrad stroked Carrington's face "You called me Charlie" he said staring up at him. "Did I?" Carrington replied, "Sorry slip of the tongue". Conrad didn't know what to say. "You really fancy him don't you?" Harry asked after a silence. Carrington gently pulled his cock out kneeling on the bed "Yes. I know it will never happen". Conrad knelt up and kissed him "I wish we could make him see that" he said affectionately. Carrington smiled "He knows, suppose a man is not what he is after. Fact!" he said. Conrad pulled Carrington down and lifted the duvet over them. Carrington smiled, the best part of having sex with these two was sleeping with afterwards, one either side of him and he soon fell asleep. By 7am Carrington kissed Conrad and Harry and left for the airport. Charlie was using the bathroom and returned to his bedroom seeing the limousine coming out of the gates, he put a hand on the window pane and watched it passing beneath him, following it down the drive to the gates then turning on to the main road. Charlie picked up his trousers off the bedroom floor and diligently went through the pockets before putting them in the laundry basket. His fingers touching the small piece of paper that he pulled out and opened. The slip of paper just contained one line '3785 N Stratford Road, Buckhead, Atlanta' it took a moment to realise he had been slipped Carrington's address by Adam. He folded the piece of paper and put it on the bedside table thinking nothing more of it. He was still angry at Carrington, for what though he was unsure now. Quietly he showered and dressed sneaking out to the manor before anyone else got up, the house was busy with all his and Harry's family staying over. Walking up the pavement his head muddled with thoughts around Carrington and how 3 months ago the guy had so nearly seduced him, so lost in those strange memories he wore a wide grin on his face walking in to the kitchen just before 8am. Beth greeted him and poured him a coffee and Charlie sat down chatting away to her, mostly about Alfie's dancing what other guests got up to. Charlie cleverly swerved the conversation "Nice of Carrington to come over for the wedding". Beth stopped laying bacon on a baking tray to look at him "Yes, he has left already". "What?" Charlie asked then corrected himself, "Oh he has left already?". "Yes, Felix drove him at 7am to the airport" Beth replied, "Did you manage to catch up with him?". Charlie looked at his coffee "Not really it was way to busy". Beth nodded "Definitely wasn't himself when the wedding started" she informed him. "Oh, in what way?" Charlie asked trying to keep the conversation light. "Not sure" Beth said holding a sausage, "Something put him on edge for the rest of the day". Charlie nodded slowly. "You staying for breakfast?" Beth asked. "Hmm?" Charlie looked up miles away in thought, "Oh yes thank you". "Half an hour before it is ready Charlie" Beth said putting the tray in the oven. Charlie smiled "I will go and annoy the newly weds" he said jumping up. Charlie opened the door to the bedroom to find them fast asleep, he crept in and laid on the bed causing Harry to stir and wake up. Raising his head he smiled and patted the bed next to him. Charlie crawled up and laid next to Harry. "Did you sleep well?" Charlie asked. "Just got back to our room about an hour a go" Harry said sleepily. Charlie looked at him "Where have you been then?" he asked curiously. Harry smiled "Getting our wedding present from Carrington" he said, Conrad let out a loud snore. Charlie was quite amused at this "I guess it was a good present then" he remarked. Harry turned on his side moving closer to Charlie "Yes but he still has eyes for one person". Charlie turned his head towards Harry "Fuck off" he said quietly. Harry shrugged "Face it Charlie, you are a heart breaker" he said quietly giggling. Harry rolled on to his back "I thought you and Alfie were going to get it on" he said grinning. Charlie leaned over Harry "What gave you that impression?" he asked looking worried. "You were inseparable yesterday, Alfie really likes you" Harry said teasingly. "Your crackers but then I always knew you were from when you accosted me in London" he replied. Harry smiled "Yeah, but I got the best outcome from it, anyway Alfie is straight". Charlie smirked "I don't care, he is much nicer than you and fun to hang about with". "Yeah, yeah" Harry replied looking at Charlie, "So how about it then?" he said grinning. Charlie looked at him confused. "I want to kiss my brother-in-law" Harry said looking serious. Charlie chuckled putting his hand over his mouth "See, you are crackers". Harry smiled licking his lips then puckered up. Charlie just looked at him and found his lips touching Harry's sharing a brief but very nice kiss before he pulled away. "Dirty fuckers" Conrad said turning over, "Hands off my husband Charlie" he said rubbing his eyes. Harry chuckled "Tastes the same as you" he said to Conrad. Conrad smiled "Of course he does we are identical" he replied pinching Harry's nipple. "You okay Chaz?" Conrad asked. Charlie nodded then Harry rolled on top of him. "Get off you pervert" Charlie said laughing. Harry smiled and looked at Conrad "Imagine a foursome with Charlie and Alfie" he said. Conrad laughed "That is sick Harry" he replied, "But yeah I could go for that!". "Would love to see your twin fuck you" Harry said receiving a slap from Charlie. "I can't believe you two" Charlie said pushing Harry off him and unable to stop laughing. Harry kneeled up on the bed "Carrington is the only one who can tame you" he said to Charlie. "Give it up Harry" Charlie said feeling himself blush a little, "I'm going for breakfast". Charlie hopped off the bed and left the room and Harry's giggling, it did nothing to help Charlie and his now ever impending predicament and doubt. Sunday lunchtime they spent as a family having lunch, Harry's family left for London then early evening Conrad, Charlie and Harry all went up to the airport to see off the last few family members who were flying back to Australia. Conrad and Harry promising they would fly over later in the year to see them. Charlie was looking at the flight information screens and saw several flight flashing red with final boarding, one a flight to Atlanta. Was it in his head that everything just kept reminding him of Carrington today? Back home and alone in the house he fired up his laptop spending an hour browsing before closing it and going to bed. He had received an email from Dave telling him that repairs were going to take 2 weeks and given a date when to report back for duty. All night long Charlie kept waking up and at 5am he got up and opened the laptop again. He checked the weather forecast and it showed heavy rain and storms forecasted, definitely waterproof weather he said to himself. Unsure even why he was thinking this way, his email pinged receiving his confirmation. By mid morning he was on the train heading to London, frightened about what could happen later that day it was one the craziest things he had ever got himself in to. Charlie woke confused and trying to compute that it was only 4pm in the afternoon, fastening his seat belt he looked out of the window at the dark clouds shrouding them, jerking side to side until the aircraft escaped the last dark cloud and the rumbling of the landing gear being extended vibrated up through his feet. By the time he arrived at the address it was already 6.30pm, nervously he walked in to the reception and was pointed to an elevator up to the eighth floor. Brightly illuminated against the dark clouds and slightly wet, Charlie went to the the reception desk on this floor. "Hi, can I see Carrington please?" Charlie asked nervously. Evelina looked at him "I am sorry he is not around" she replied. Jose walked behind the desk handing Evelina envelopes looking at Charlie "Signed" he said. Charlie distracted by the way Jose was looking at him, "Where can I find him?" Charlie asked. "I am sorry unless you have an appointment Carrington won't be returning" Evelina informed him. "Sorry" Jose said still looking at Charlie, "Are you after Carrington?" he asked. Charlie looked at the strange way he was looking at him "Yes, I just arrived from the UK" Charlie replied. Jose tapped his chin staring at him "Are you Charlie?" he asked. Charlie looked surprised. "Yes" he finally managed to reply. "Come and dry off" Jose said coming round and escorting Charlie to his office. Jose took his coat and hung it up "You want a coffee or something?" he asked. "Coffee would be nice, thanks" Charlie said. Jose smiled "You came all the way from England to find Carrington?" he asked pouring coffee. Charlie nodded. "You are the reason Carrington has been so moody" Jose said handing him a mug. "Me?" Charlie asked. "Yes" Jose replied sitting down, "He came back to work today even worse". Charlie looked at Jose "I wasn't exactly friendly to him at the weekend". "So what has changed?" Jose asked studying him carefully, "I mean you came all this way". Charlie shrugged "I have no idea what I am doing or why I am here" he confessed confusing himself. "Carrington has gone to the gym in Buckhead then he will be going home" Jose informed him. "Listen" Jose said, "I will take you to his home but call me if you need somewhere to stay". Jose gave Charlie his mobile number and waited until he was dry then drove him to Buckhead and the address that was on the slip of paper Adam had put in his pocket. Jose could tell Charlie was a wreck when the car pulled up the long swerving driveway up to the house. He checked his watch "He should be finished and will be here shortly" Jose said. "Thanks" Charlie said unbuckling the seat belt, "Appreciate what you have done". "Hey, call if things don't go well and you need somewhere to stay" Jose reminded him. Charlie nervously smiled "I will, thank you" he replied getting out of the car. Charlie pulled the hood up of his coat and stood under the small overlap by the front door feeling nauseous and tired form his journey, the rain splattering against him from the gusts of wind. Jose drove out on to the road then stopped and sent a message to Carrington 'Dropped a package off at your front door, it is fragile and needs your attention, get home quickly'. Carrington looked at the message thinking Jose had lost the plot and got in to his car to head home. The intensity of the rain increased and a flash of lightning burnt through the sky followed by the low rumbling of thunder. 10 minutes later Carrington turned on to the driveway, the storm had moved in quickly settling over Buckhead the lashing rain illuminated by lightning then drowned out by the thunder. Taking the long curve up the gentle slope he saw a dark hooded figure briefly illuminated by lightning waiting at his front door.