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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 wow. following the previous 2 encounters with Rob & Dean, they planned a third. We made the plans to meet and they made the details very vague, replying to my questions only with "don't worry how many arrives, prepare for a night of fun" so I did just that, around lunch I started prepping myself with saltwater cleanse and got my hole squeaky clean for anything it might be getting, and since my partner said he couldn't join us due to work, I got a load from him to pre-lube my hole, got an Uber and arrived to their place around 5pm. My only instructions were to arrive, let myself in, strip, get on my knees and were a blindfold that they prepared for me, then someone will come and take me to the play area. So I did just that, I entered and was alone, stripped, on my knees, put on the blindfold and waited till I heard footsteps coming towards me, no words were spoken and I was just lifted by 2 men and was carried downstairs, i started hearing voices, men talking and cheering as I was brought to the room till I was placed on a sling, had my hand and legs tied and then I heard Rob announce: "this slut is here for us to use, he can take it all so have fun". my cock shot up and I was almost shivering from the excitement, not knowing how many men are going to use me or how lol. they suddenly all went silence and I heard them getting closer till I felt the warmth of bodies standing next to me. then I felt hand all over me, face, body, cock, ass, I was touched everywhere, like I was being explored till someone strayed probing my hole with fingers, feeling the wetness inside me and asked "how many loads you got slut?" I answered that just the 1 and in desperate need for more! "don't worry, you'll have a cunt full of loads you'll be leaking for a week after we're done with you!" then it began, poppers were placed in my nose and I inhaled about 10 huffs they gave me before it was taken and a cock was shoved in my mouth while another was pushing in my hole, first it was just a tease to with the cockhead but then it went all the way till I felt the pubes on my skin. Game on! This started the rough fucking my hole while I was sucking all the cock I was given, till the guy fucking me announced he was going to load me and I felt him buried deep in me and shooting a super hot load in me. then, it was blur, one by one I was fucked by all the men there, I loss count but each and every one of them fucked hard, had nice cocks ranging from normal to enormous till I felt a familiar cock and heard my partner saying "you didn't think I'd miss an opportunity to see you getting used by over 20 men?" Wow! Knowing how many men are there and having my partner there with me got me into overdrive and I just begged them to use me hard! My partner kept plowing me and showing the rest how hard I can take his 11" thick monster before he shot his load and then he was replaced by Rob's 11" equal that was fucking my hole just as hard. 20 something loads later they were done with round 1 and was taken off the sling to a mattress, where I was instructed to sit on an cock that was laying there and I began riding him with my sloppy cummy hole, it felt amazing and soon after I felt a second cock pushing into my hole and so a double penetration session began, fucked by 2 at a time by all of them, changing all sort of combinations while sucking the cocks to clean, tasting the cum and my ass juices till Dean was giving me his cock, asked if I was thirsty and I knew exactly what he mean, I nodded yes and immediately started feeling a warm stream of piss in my mouth, while I was still being fuck hard! It was a bit hard not to spill a drop but I managed and then quickly replaced by another giving me another piss load! I was in piggy heaven!!! When they all finished fucking my hole like that and coming a second load in my gaping hole I was laid on my back on the mattress with my legs up and then I felt someone starting to piss on my hole before shoving it in me continuing to fill me with piss before he started fucking me hard while I felt piss started to drench me from the men standing next to us, pissing all over me. when the guys pulled out from my hole it was replaced by a hand that slid right in, my hole was already so opened and slick with more than 40 loads + piss load that I just felt it all sloshing in me while the fist was playing with it. poppers were placed in my nose again and a fist session began, I was drenched in piss, smelling like cum and sweat and I was loving it, the energy in the room was mesmerizing and I couldn't stop. it went on for a while and I was fisted, fucked and loaded more and more by all the men there, from time to time I heard my partner commenting on what a good slut I am, Rob and Dean the hosts that kept edging me on to take all the men that they invited, calling me a cumdump whore that will take any cock all I could do is moan like a bitch around the cock that was filling my mouth to clean. this entire session went on for hours and hours, I was fucked in any position, back on the sling, spit roasted on all 4, on a fuck bench, even in the air as I was held by a bull of a man with a beautiful cock, must've been 10" and then another was pushing in, they were double fucking me like I was just a piece of meat and I was loving it! then they began to leave, after dumping their load in me I could hear them saying goodbye to the hosts, thanking my partner all while disregarding me which only turned me on even more. Suddenly the blindfold was taken off and I saw my partner, rob and dean standing next to me smiling and still hard and telling me I took total of 31 men tonight, 102 loads that was marked on a board after every load that was dumped in my cunt, no to mention the 3 loads that I shot handsfree while I was pounded by all the men. heaven! they wanted one last load so I was placed in the sling, my hole was just leaking cum and basically a completed mess as they fucked me hard and fast, dumping their loads in me, then giving it to me to clean and when they were done, I was plugged by a huge plug to keep it all in, I could feel the cum sloshing in me as I stood up and we went to take a quick shower all of us together. I just put on my jock and kissed them all goodbye, thanking them for a wonderful time as my partner walked me to our car and we drove home, that was when I looked at the clock and it was 6am! I was being used for 12 hours straight and it was just fucking amazing. when we got home we went straight up to our bedroom, I stripped and crashed on the bed with my partner telling me how proud he is of me taking it all, seeing how happy I was during the session. We kissed and I just fell asleep in his arms, I was exhausted. a happy piggy, cum filled, ruined hole. To sum it all up: 31 men 105 loads Till next time 😉

I discovered a sauna in a run-down part of town in walking distance from my office. The reviews said it was a bit sleazy and was a sauna for “men not twinks” which I found intriguing. So I headed off there one afternoon. The guy who let me in through the nondescript door in a side street was probably in his fifties, pudgy and wearing tee-shirt and shorts. He smiled as he charged me the entrance fee. “New here, aren’t you?” he asked. I nodded as he handed me my key. “Well, enjoy,” he remarked with a grin. It was pretty run-down and smelled a bit of damp. As I was getting undressed, a nude man appeared beside me. He was old and skinny with a paunch and he had a big cock hanging down with some foam around it where he had shaved his pubes. “That’s better,” he commented in a thick, phlegmy voice. adding "I like it smooth.” I said something neutral and stripped off my pants. “Nice tatts” he remarked, looking at the designs on my bottom and arms. “Thanks,” I answered. I wasn’t used to this kind of direct talk, and felt excited as I headed to the sauna. After a while, he came in and sat beside me. He wasn’t wearing a towel and his cock was semi-hard against his thigh. “Least it’s a bit warmer in here, eh? Bit cold outside. First time?” “Yes,” I replied. Nodding, he asked my name and followed-up with some general questions, his hand resting idly on my thigh as his fingers caressed my cock. I gasped, but he was quite nonchalant and talking about the weather as he stroked me to full erection. “Nice cock," he remarked, adding “You bottom or top?” His blunt question somewhat embarrassed me, but still I was able to answer "Well, bottom mostly.” His cock was erect now, thick and covered in veins. I also notice he had apparently at some point slid a cock ring around his tool. “Want to fuck?” I didn’t know what to say, but not wanting to appear naïve or nervous, I just shrugged and answered “Sure.” He levered himself off the bench and I followed his flaccid, wrinkled buttocks along the corridor (he hadn’t bothered with a towel) until we reached a room with a large, oval bed in the middle. Tossing a small bottle on the mattress he muttered “Poppers, if you want em.” There were some packets of lube on the side. He tore one open and rubbed it on his cock, then pushed me onto my knees commanding "Bend forward and rest your head on your arms.” When I was in position he asked rather incongruously, “So what do you think of the place, then?” “Not bad...”I started to reply, feeling this was a weird time to be starting a conversation, but then I felt his bare cock pushing into my arsehole. I gasped as I opened for him and after a brief struggle, the big head slid up me in a rush. "Don’t - don’t you want a …condom?” I asked. He was deep in me now and starting to thrust slowly in and out, making me sigh with pleasure, answering “Nah, I hate the things and haven’t used them since I was diagnosed. Here, take some poppers," handing me the bottle, even as my mind took in what he’d said: I was being fucked raw by a poz cock. I took a sniff and felt myself relax into it. He was sliding rhythmically in and out, all the time talking to me as if we were waiting for a bus or something. It was bizarre, and yet it seemed to distract me from worrying about what I was doing. Suddenly, the door opened and the pudgy guy from the front desk came in with a black bin-liner. “Don’t mind me!” he commented, adding “Seen it all before. Just emptying the bins.” He bustled around clearing up, when all the time I was kneeling there being fucked. “Nice bum,” he remarked, stroking his crotch. “Many in today, Bill?” asked the man fucking me, although in truth he was beginning to pant and his movements were getting more urgent. “Yeah, a few now, Sid. Mostly regulars." Sid gasped and said “Hang…hang on. I think I’m going to cum. Yep…here it cums!” With that his cock swelled and throbbed and I realised to my horror that he was filling me with spunk. “Nice,” he commented contentedly, stepping back one or two steps so his cock flopped out and a dollop of slimy cum slid down my balls. The other man, Bill, dropped his shorts and a stubby erection sprang up stiffly under his flabby belly. Before I even had time to react, he got behind me, steadied my bottom with one hand and thrust his cock into me with the other. It was so matter of fact, so nonchalant without even asking I just sagged in shock as he began to thrust eagerly in and out. “Put..put the kettle on….Sid," he gasped, explaining “I’ll make a cuppa when I’m done.” Bill nodded and left as Sid worked his way to orgasm. “Gah!” He gasped at last “ Fucking beautiful!” He pushed hard against me and came in me, stroking my thighs and panting happily as he spurted. “Phew! Nice one!” he remarked as he withdrew, giving my bottom a playful slap. “Want some tea?” He pulled some tissue from the dispenser on the wall and wiped his dripping cock before stepping into his shorts. I just nodded and followed him downstairs, numb with what had happened. There was a small patio with a table and two plastic chairs. Sid sat on one reading a paper. On the other was a pool of what looked like sperm. Sid saw me looking and said “Some dirty bastards in here, alright.” I suddenly felt helpless with the filthiness of it all, and yet the pure animal pleasure excited me. Slowly I lowered myself into the seat, feeling the anonymous spunk oozing between my buttocks and coating my hole. Sid looked up and said “You’re not poz, are you?” I shook my head. “How did you know?” He shrugged. “Something about your face upstairs, the shock when I said I had been diagnosed.” He turned back to his paper and lit a cigarette. “Anyway, better get used to it. Neither Bill nor I are on meds, so you’re probably pregnant already.”

I’ve sounded with T-spiked lube and it makes me precum like a motherfucker … burns a little … but never gave me any drug high effect. I do really love drooling tons of precum from my cock tho.

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

"...no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should." - Desiderata Carlin was edgy for his time in a way that many current comedians and late-night TV chat show hosts...well, aren't. Regardless of partisanship, I can enjoy a good laugh (and usually do) on political figures and the extremes on all sides since so often there is hypocrisy in all of it that makes for a healthy chuckle. The problem is that we have created a divided culture that seems intent on forcing a point of view with which we may not agree. Or particularly like being force fed. Or to have everything become politics. Here's an example: I loved Letterman. I absolutely cannot stand Colbert. Loved Carson and Leno. Even Conan O'Brien. Now for the most part, many subscribe to similar political ideologies, but the ones that made you laugh and think through humor (absurd or sublime) appeal more than the ones who night after night after night repeat the same message to the point that I want to throw solid objects at my TV. Hell, I'd laugh constantly at Bush ("W", not the elder) and Biden for very similar reasons. They're comedy gold. Gutfeld and Graham Norton are both funny for similar reasons: Their chat show formats are focused on the humor exchanged in story-telling and discussions. By the same token, I don't laugh at Trump because there is very little that's true humor with the guy and he's more a troller. But I digress. There is a subtle art at making you see the humor in yourself and your beliefs. There's humor in the every day absurd or the inherent contradictions in life. But having to beat your head in to make a point is much like explaining how or why a joke is funny: If you need to do either, your joke didn't land and the heckler in the back row is waiting for his turn.

Sounds like a much better and sleazier version of the 80’s movie “my Beautiful Laundrette “

I thought I was going for a play date not knowing that it was going to be 10 hours of me being the party bottom at the gangbang. i was the only bottom, but I don’t usually take breaks, unless it is to pee or check if I need to rinse and I think I spent most of the time in doggy position. My friend wasn’t there when I arrived, but his roommate was and he said he was supposed to warm me up, but not touch. I was very warmed up when he started to play. After the fourth guy showed up, they blindfolded me, and I started to miss the view. The four guys I met or knew had 50-100 pounds on me and I was about 200 and muscular. The first four had 8, 10, or humongous dicks and were all black. At some point, they started to play a game to see who could ram into me the hardest. My knees and elbows were getting the bed equivalent of rug burn. I told them to grab my wrist and ankle cuffs from my bag since I had nothing to hold onto, but they really wanted thigh cuffs and to strap me down. I didn’t have anything for that with me. I asked my friend the next day if he ever got there and he said he was there, but didn’t give me too much info. I think I should be happy they didn’t strap me down more since I was pretty sore the next day as well as hazy. I love New York.

I'm a bottom and have ONLY barebacked and taken all loads.

I started when I was 16 simply because I have always preferred true skin on skin and feel the cock pulse in the arse and load it, plus of course when you breed another guy, feel it pulse yourself, nothing like it unloading and being loaded raw.

I love a big cock fucking my throat as long and hard as he likes. I love gagging on his cock, tears coming out my eyes,throat slime wetting his cock, balls, all over the place. Then him feeding me himself cum.

Chapter 6 The guy at the door threw his towel over his shoulder and was stroking his hard very thick looking cock. His friend did the same only his cock was longer but not as thick. They were both watching me and my dad in bed. This was what dad was talking about when he said sometimes other guys watched him mess around I guess. I was surprised that I didnt get freaked out enough to stop. The two guys at the door were actually making this hotter and they seemed to like that we were actual father and son. Dad focused his attention on my hole no longer teasing it, just pushing his tongue inside it and making me moan uncontrollably. I realize he probably did that not just for me but for the two guys watching too. And for confirmation, he said above a whisper this time, "You like the feeling of your dad pushing his tongue deep into your virgin hole son?" "Virgin? Oh fuck. Your sons a virgin?" Hot guy at the door was looking behind me at dad. Dad didnt say anything but the guy smiled at him like he did get an answer. "Nasty dad taking his son to the bathouse to take his cherry. Beautful." I guess we could have explained that his assumption was wrong and the real story was much more complicated, but I was too busy moaning as dad went back to my hole. My hole was so wet now with dads spit that I could hear him slurping as he continued to lick and probe it. Hot guy got bold and took a step inside the room. Dad must have noticed. "Whats your name bud?" He asked. "Grant." "Good to meet you Grant. I'm Paul and this is my son Cooper." "You guys are fucking hot." I looked up at him and saw that he was looking behind me again at dad. "You think I could..." I didnt know what he was talking about but Dad must have responded nonverbally in a way that made him smile again. Grant stepped towards me and pointed his thick cock to my face. I understood. "You think you could taste my cock while your dad eats you out?" Like dad I didnt answer with words. I wanted to feel that thickness filling my mouth. I licked the tip of his cock glistening with precum and as he moved a little closer I pulled the head of his cock and about an inch more into my mouth immediately making him groan. The cock was massive. I could feel my mouth stretching around his girth. I struggled to take more of his cock as I realized from the further stretching that his cock only got thicker the further down I went. Grant didnt force matters though. He was gentle with me not pushing just accepting what I could give him. "So fucking hot. Your son is sucking my cock Paul. You like seeing your son suck another mans cock?" "Hell yeah. As long as I still get to enjoy this ass that I made." This just kept getting more twisted. Dad kept pushing with his words and it made all of us hornier. But I also felt a finger beginning to push at my hole. It felt different from the tongue, not as soft and definitely thicker. With a little more teasing I felt the tip of his finger suddenly break through and enter me as his tongue had. It caused me to choke a little on Grants cock because I gasped at the feeling that was so new that I didnt know what to do. I felt the bed shift and dad was up by my ear, his finger slowly pushing its way deeper into me. "Just relax son. It will make this easier. Ill go really slow but I lubed your hole up with my tongue and spit that it wont be long before the discomfort goes away. Ok? Keep breathing son." He wasnt whispering like he had when the door was closed. This was for us but it was also for the two other guys. I felt dads weight shifting the bed again as he moved back to focus on my hole. "Oh shit you guys been partying?" I didnt know what Grant meant but I looked up and saw that he was focusing on the pipe that was still on the table in the bowl of condoms and lube. I started to get worried given what dad had said about it being illegal and not welcome at this place. But dads response said something completely different. "Yeah. Introducing my son to a lot tonight." "And you and your son dont get T-dick by the looks of it." It was like they were speaking a totally different language. I may not have known what they were talking about but I figured from their conversation that we were safe. "We're just lucky I suppose." As he said that I felt his hand around my cock again giving it a squeeze before letting it go. I moaned onto Grants cock. "Do you want a hit?" I looked back up to see his reaction to dads question, his thick cock still throbbing in my mouth. "No I dont want to get you in trouble. Might be too much noise with that torch." Grant was right. Whenever dad had lit the lighter it did echo in the room. Now that the door was open anyone might hear it. "Got some stuff in my room anyway. You know what you could do..." He didnt finish his thought out loud but dad did seem to respond. I felt him slowly pull his finger out of my hole and then I could hear him move off the bed and pull his bag out from under it. He dug around and I could hear him take something out and put his bag back under the bed. I was curious and trying to hear and make out what dad was doing but the cock in my mouth was stealing my attention away from it. I did want to make this man feel good. It was a first realization that one of the things I would enjoy about sex is seeing how much pleasure my body gives other men. Grant showed his approval of whatever dad had just done with a "Fuck yeah. Now lets get your son spun." That didnt mean anything to me. It was that other language or something that only dad and Grant understood again. Then the weight shifted in the bed and I guessed he was back by my ass angled at him. My guess was confirmed when I felt a finger slowly teasing my crack and then once again pushing into my hole. Dad pushed his finger further and deeper and the sensation was new, not yet really pleasurable but not really hurting either. I did notice that as I concentrated on the feeling of dads finger I was sucking Grants cock harder somehow.. I was aware that I was tasting this mans cock but also his pre cum as I felt it gathering on my tongue, mixing with my own spit, and swallowing it down. But the feeling that was not pleasurable and not hurting was suddenly burning and the surprise of it and the intensity of it had me pull off of Grants thick cock. "Ah dad it burns or something." "Just keep breathing son. Maybe take a minute to just breathe through it. Here, get back down on your back here." I turned my body around facing dad now and he shifted himself to being on his side against the wall laying in the bed. He was giving me a lot of space to join him and I did. I put my head back on the pillow and dad and I lay next to each other. He being on his side was at an angle of looking down to me while I looked up at him as I lay in the bed on my back. Grant took a step away from the bed and when I turned to look, he was stroking his cock watching us. I noticed that the head and a little more shined in the weird lighting with my spit and seeing and thinking that made my cock throb. His friend was still in the doorway naked and stroking. "Fuck this is so hot. Dad and his virgin son huh? My lucky day." The burning meanwhile was still very much bothering me. Dad could probably tell I was in some degree of discomfort because he used his left hand to caress my chest and then work his way down "Try to relax and breathe deep. This feeling will pass soon." Dads hand continued to explore my body. I was trying to understand how it could still be burning even though dads finger wasnt inside me. That had been what triggered the feeling so shouldnt pulling the finger out kill it? "You ok son?" I looked up into dads eyes. "Yeah, it still burns but I think it might not be getting worse anymore. That cant be normal." "Give it a little time. You'll be ok. I actually think youll be really ok once the burning goes away." I nodded even though I didnt know what he meant and then he bent down and kissed me, first just on the lips and then after a second pressed his mouth to mine and pushed his tongue into mine as we made out again. This time with an audience. "Aw fuck yeah thats so hot. Cant believe how much they look alike." This was a new voice and I realized it must have been Grants friend who had been silently stroking his long cock and watching us the whole time. But hearing that dad and I didnt stop. Instead we kept going and got into it even more. He got back on top of me and like before I wrapped my arms and legs around him. "Fuuuuck" I heard the man say. As we lost ourselves in our passion for each other I did get to a point where I realized that like dad said the burning did go away. But it didnt go back to feeling the way it did before. Its like the burning that was uncomfortable and even a little painful became a burning need. My body was responding in a way that was new somehow but it felt a little like squirming as dad was on top of me like I needed even more than this intense scene with dad. He noticed and pulled out of my mouth. As he did I noticed my focus was a little shifty and thats when I realized that there were now three guys watching. Grant, his friend who was still in the doorway, and now a third guy I recognized. The guy we saw fucking someone in a room when we were first making our way to dads room. He was in the doorway with Grants friend still wrapped in a towel and rubbing his cock through it which I could tell looked only half hard but big. "Youre feeling it arent you son?" Dad said again loud enough for everyone to hear. I looked over at the new guy to see if he heard. He was still just quiet and watching. "I dont know. What is it? It feels good and a little weird I guess." I knew I was feeling hornier but figured maybe it was because of what was happening in the room not what was happening in my body. Dad lifted himself off me and sat up between my legs. Without breaking eye contact his finger found my hole again and without meeting any resistance, he pushed into me again and I gasped. There was no pain this time. What I felt was like what you feel when you scratch an itch. Satisfaction. And my moan made that pretty clear to everyone in the room. "The mans son is a virgin" Grant said. He was looking at the third guy. "I think we are going to witness something very hot." I heard the third guy almost softly and hesitantly say, "Son? Like real son?" Dad turned to look at the men as his finger continued to slowly push into me. I saw that same look of recognition when Grant first saw dads face come across the new guys face. The sensation inside me was amazing. "Yes he is" dad said. "My son came here tonight to lose his virginity and Im going to help him with that." It may sound stupid and naive, but it only hit me at that moment that I was about to get fucked but not just fucked but fucked by my own dad. The man that made me. And in my state of being high and hornier than I had ever been it actually turned me on more. And then I felt dad hook his finger slightly as it pushed just a little deeper. "Daaaaad" I practically screamed and moaned. That drew groans from the men. My body bucked up my back arched and I was seeing stars. Dads finger had hit a spot that made my whole body get lost in a pleasure I didnt know existed. He was massaging the spot and I dont know what I must have looked like as I lost all control with my entire being given over to dad. "Yeah dad oh god yeah that feels so....fuck dad!" My eyes shot back open as I felt a second finger begin to stretch open my hole. I looked up at him and the lust on his face was almost transforming the way he looked entirely. It even seemed almost...predatory. I wasnt afraid by it though. Its hard to explain but because it was dad I still felt safe. I also noticed that my cock was still hard and leaking a non stop flow of precum. My abs were all wet from mine and dads. "You want a little more from the pipe son?" I thought about what Grant had said about the noise and looked over at the door. What if the new guy was going to get us in trouble? "Is it ok dad?" He turned around to look at the other men and must have given them a look that I didnt see because Grant responded by moving closer to the bed and the other two men stepped into the room. The new guy a little awkwardly because of the size of the space closed the door. After doing so he pulled off his towel and revealed a cock that was thick like Grants and long like Grants friend and dads. He started stroking it in earnest. Suddenly I became aware that I was laying in the bed on my back with four older big dicked men inside this very small room looking down at me and I had never been hornier in my life. "Lets get you a little bit higher now son."

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Part 21 - Journey Into Discovery Over the next couple of months and in to summer the start of summer Carrington came over once a month, ever hopeful that Charlie would be there. In truth he had all but given up since Charlie was away on another tour of duty for 4 months so he hadn't seen him since they first met. Word had got back that his relationship with Serena was over and how he now stuck his head firmly in his naval career looking at the options again of moving to Australia. Instead of dwelling on what might have been Carrington got heavily involved with the move of head office functions back to the UK and specifically enjoying the weekends he spent with Conrad and Harry tied up in bed. Simon went up to London several more times until Sean went off filming back in San Francisco. Their dating seemed to be going well and Simon was planning on going to visit Sean for a few days, the trip seen by Simon as a deciding factor if he wanted to take things further. He knew it would mean having a conversation with Sean and for him to sacrifice his porn career. Simon had just finished in the gym and wandered out on to the pool terrace, it was a nice sunny day and he found Conrad sitting down tending one of the flower pots by the pool looking deep in thought and not paying much attention to the job in hand. Simon walked over and sat down next to Conrad. "Penny for your thoughts" Simon said distracting Conrad. Conrad looked at him "Am I making a mess of things?" he asked in a very confusing manner. Simon smiled "I think the plant will survive" he said pushing it upright. Conrad looked at the plant "No, Harry and me" he corrected himself looking a little down. "Do you love him?" Simon asked getting straight to the point. Conrad nodded. "And Harry, does he love you?" Simon asked but he already knew he did. Conrad gave a little smile "Yes, scares me how much. Are we blindsided by our love?". Simon glanced at him "You are not making any sense Conrad" he replied. "Dexter, you know he does things to us neither of us can do to each other" Conrad said sighing. Simon laughed "Doesn't mean you love each other less. Adding something different is good". "I suppose" Conrad said putting the bag of soil down. "I miss him Simon, more than ever". Conrad broke down in to tears looking at the tattoo on his wrist "Still hurts" he stammered. Simon held him tight holding back his own tears "It will get easier Conrad I promise" he said. Simon looked at him "He was such an influence on you and your life of course you will miss him". They sat for several minutes until Conrad calmed down "I try to hold it back" Conrad said sniffing. "Shall we go and see him, have a good cry and let it out?" Simon suggested. Conrad nodded. For almost two hours they sat on the grass by his grave until Conrad was dry of any tears and more angry with Jack than sad for leaving him. It was time Conrad needed, a day of reckoning and really being able to grieve properly and coming to terms with the full extent of how Jack had helped shape his life. He felt a whole let better and a feeling that he could see past the void Jack had left, everything he did he would assume was on Jack's approval and maybe it was that that held him back slightly and letting go to be himself. Conrad laid down next to Jack looking at Simon "I want to marry Harry" he said confidently. Simon stroked Conrad's head "You have to ask him first" he said chuckling. "Is it wrong of me to want to still have sex with Dexter and Carrington though?" Conrad asked. "No as long as Harry and you agree that is what you want, never loose sight of who you love" Simon advised. Conrad sat up "You know Dexter got a positive test result last week" he said. Simon nodded "Yes, Adam told me and he is not impressed" he replied, "does he suspect me?" he asked. "I don't think so. I feel sorry for him, he hasn't got the support I had" Conrad said sadly. "I know, Adam wants Moham and I to give him a job" Simon admitted watching Conrad. "I will speak to Carrington" Simon said standing up. "We need to sort Harry out as well". "Harry?" Conrad asked looking confused. "In what way?". "A job he is lined up for at IntecSolutions down the road in Alton" Simon said watching Conrad smile. "Really?" Conrad asked excitedly, "I really miss him and want to live with him at the house". Simon stopped walking "Well you could, but I thought the manor was home to you now" he said. "Seriously you want Harry and I running around the place?" Conrad looked surprised answering him. Simon shrugged "You already do Conrad, I think of you as family having known you so long". Conrad chuckled "You are a dirty old man" he said grinning, "one that I love in my own way". "Cheeky git" Simon replied punching him lightly. Conrad touched Simon's arm "Can we sleep together tonight?" he asked sheepishly. Simon laughed "Like you need to ask me that, I am quite randy at the moment". "No change there then" Conrad replied swiftly giggling and ducking. Simon smiled "Think about it Conrad, the manor wouldn't be the same without you there". Conrad smiled taking Simon's hand "As long as Harry agrees" he said happily. "So are you going to tell me what is going on with you?" Conrad suddenly asked him. Simon smirked "No idea what you mean" he replied trying not look at Conrad. Conrad coughed "Sean" then coughed again and laughed. "How did you know?" Simon asked surprised he knew. "Saw him at the hotel after we had tea with you" Conrad explained. Simon shook his head laughing "Well it is early days and he is quite serious about me". "And you?" Conrad asked stopping, "has someone finally got inside your cold heart?" he chuckled. "Sort of" Simon replied looking at him. Conrad could see the glimmer of a twinkle in his eye. "Does he know anything about you?" Conrad asked taking Simon's hand. "No" Simon replied, "He doesn't even know I own the manor, he never asks intrusive questions". Conrad smirked "Someone is falling in love" he said over and over annoying Simon. The weekend was the weirdest but happiest in a very long time with Adam and Harry down at the manor as usual to see Conrad and Jamal. Moham joined them for dinner that Friday evening where it was announced that Adam and Harry were joining IntecSolutions to oversee and manage the head office. Simon handed over the keys of number 9 to Adam as his signing up bonus. Harry making everyone laugh holding his hand out asking where his house was. "Sorry Harry I could only get the one house" Simon said winking at him. Harry turned to Conrad "So does that mean you and I live together then in your house?" he asked. "No" Conrad replied shaking his head, "Here" he said waving his hand in the air. Harry looked at him then Simon "What in the manor?" he asked sounding surprised. Conrad nodded. Harry shrugged "Suppose I can manage that" he replied secretly very happy. "We can always move to the house if you want to" Conrad added unable to judge what Harry thought. Harry grabbed Conrad's hand under the table and whispered "Marry me". Conrad looked up around the table holding Harry's hand tighter "I was going to ask you" he said. "You was?" Harry replied grinning, "I need to be with you Conrad". Conrad smiled "You know I will" he said kissing him, "I couldn't marry anyone else". Harry grinned "What about the others?" he asked quietly. "What telling them?" Conrad replied in his hushed husky voice. Harry shook his head "No silly" he chuckled, "I mean Dex and Carrington do you still... you know". "Oh that" Conrad said smiling "If you are happy to so am I" he replied. Harry nodded. He didn't know why but Conrad felt a little relieved with Harry bringing up the subject, he couldn't love his Harry more than he did right now. They had come a long way since Harry first offered to help Conrad on the street in London then ended up punching him. It was like Harry could read his mind when he turned back to Conrad pulling him close then kissing him. "By the way I haven't forgotten that you punched me" Harry said kissing him harder. Conrad giggled through their kiss pushing him off "So what!" he replied. Harry smirked and kissed him again "I have borrowed the restraints from Simon" he winked. Conrad rolled his eyes pulling Harry's hand to his cock "Already hard" Harry said rubbing it. "Not at the dinner table!" Simon's voice boomed out at Harry and Conrad smiling. Around the table Adam and Jamal were deep in conversation trying to persuade Jamal to move in with him. There was a definite hesitancy in his voice turning him down, it was nothing to do with having fallen in love with Adam but more so that his parents house was only a few doors down and he hadn't even told them about Adam or that he was gay. His parents assumed it was his focusing on the gardening job and friendship with Conrad why he spent so much time away from the house. Jamal kept firing excuses back and Adam relented suggesting they talk about it on Saturday rather than spoil dinner. As dusk was approaching Moham left to go back to his family in Surrey and the short helicopter ride. Conrad giggled laying naked on the bed his hands restrained with Harry kneeling between his legs, Harry ran his hands along Conrad's legs moving them closer to his cock and balls. Teasing and not quite touching but close enough for Conrad to respond with moans when he stopped giggling. He loved the tender way Harry secured him careful not to freak him out and showing a truly loving care for him. Harry leaned over and kissed Conrad's stomach running his tongue slowly and deliberately up along his body. "Love you so much Con" Harry whispered softly, "completely and utterly in love with you". Conrad moaned softly "Need.. oh" he cried lovingly at another kiss "to marry you". Harry stopped and looked in to his eyes "How much do you need to?" he asked. "So much" Conrad said looking deeply back at him, "as soon as we can" he replied. Harry moved his mouth closer to Conrad's tenderly allowing their lips to touch for a moment, the urge in them both overtaking and ending with them kissing madly. Harry's hands frantically pulling Conrad's legs up around his waist pushing his cock in to his lover in a swift painful movement. Conrad let out a noise halfway between a yelp and long moan, rattling the chains restraining his hands. The need to touch Harry was straining his arms and messing with his head in a good way. His mouth latched on to Conrad's, his hips bucking wildly thrusting his cock in and out of Conrad's arse with total devotion. Harry stopped raising his head "I can't" he said looking down at Conrad, "this is wrong". Conrad panicked wondering what was going through his head "What do you mean?" he asked worryingly. "This" Harry said undoing the restraints, "it is not us, I like feeling you respond to me". His hands free to roam again Conrad pulled Harry down, pleasured moans escaping Conrad's lips looking up in to Harry's eyes, his finger touching Harry all over, tickling his arse cheeks with tender circular movements. Harry pushed his hips down hard feeling the body under him respond by arching up ever so slightly. Conrad wrapping his arms around Harry's muscular torso above him, his legs squeezing hard against Harry's waist, jabbing two then three hard thrusts he smiled down at Conrad kissing him, the eyes looking back up at him so full of love. Both feeling the closeness and connection that existed on so many levels, their bodies without question fitted perfectly together. Harry slowed down taking his time and more in to this ever before, with slow sensuality he pleasured his lover in the way that only existed between them. No gimmicks, no toys, just their love and intimacy was everything they needed. Harry kissing Conrad whilst he slowly fucked him, deep and meaningful penetration that lasted for an hour. The silence in the room broken by tiny moans and calling each others name. Edging close to orgasm Harry would stop moving and kiss Conrad's neck who begged him to do it again, over and over he did this before he could no longer hold back. His hips picking up the pace and looking down at Conrad 'I love you Con.. Argh!' he cried putting his face close to Conrad's feeling the rush in his body and the powerful force of the ejaculation spiralling out of control up his shaft. Conrad's head pushed back from the force of Harry's final thrust moaning loudly, his hands quickly moving down and gripping hold of Harry's arse pulling him in deeper 'Harry' he moaned 'oh god Harry I love you...' trailing his voice off half closing his eyes. The cum firing out of Harry's cock flooding Conrad's arse, his own body tingling in a very strange way became so sensitive and for the first time Conrad actually sensed the warmth of Harry's cum pumping in to him. The feeling was so abnormal filling his senses with erotic satisfaction and love. Conrad's body wriggled and he started breathing heavily. Harry instantly knew what this reaction was and wriggled his hips lying flat on Conrad with his stomach rubbing over his cock. Harry's tongue snaked between Conrad's lips kissing him harder and was rewarded with the erratic hand movement of Conrad and the slimy warm patch growing between their bodies. Harry moved his arm around the back of Conrad's neck securing his head close so their mouths were locked together in kissing out the rest of the orgasm. His orgasm was so big having been edging for so long that it took him ages to finally regain a normal condition, panting and still landing kisses on his neck Conrad slowly rolled him over and took charge making love to Harry. Conrad collapsed in Harry's arms stroking his head and looking at each other, half drenched in sweat they just laid there staring at each other smiling until they fell asleep. At breakfast Simon was thrilled to hear Conrad and Harry's news especially as they asked him for permission to marry here at the manor. They wanted to do it quickly and finally managed to settle on a weekend. Conrad set about messaging his parents and Charlie first to ensure they could attend on the date. It also tied in with Carrington's next scheduled trip to the UK Simon pointed out to them, the point being completely missed by Conrad at the time. "What about your honeymoon?" Simon asked putting his cup down and looking at them both. Conrad shrugged having never thought about it. "Your villa?" Harry asked making a suggestion. Simon looked at him "Are you sure?" he questioned, "Not something more exotic or romantic?". Conrad smiled "No, the villa would be perfect if you don't mind" he replied. "Of course not" Simon said chuckling, "I mean it is where Adam got you both together" he said laughing. Catching up with the other guys from their cycle ride around Copenhagen and coming to a stop by the mermaid statue a few hundred meters from the ship, Charlie dismounted his bike and joined the other officers sitting down by the shore waiting for the last few to arrive. It was times like this he missed having Joshua around, he had friendship with the other naval guys on his ship and they were a close knit group. But Joshua had been different, okay so he had a screw loose and not a nice person as it turned out, still they had some amazing times together and always full of fun. It was their last day here before they were setting off back towards Portsmouth patrolling the North Sea for a few weeks. With only a 24 hour stop in Portsmouth they would then be heading out again back up to Copenhagen patrolling the waters with the Danish navy. Charlie had found himself paying more attention when they were out and about when dressed in their uniforms the looks of devouring sexual need of both men and women he had never noticed until now. Come to think of it the only reason half his gang of shipmates wore uniforms was to elicit some sexual responses. Charlie was one never to act on it and this hadn't gone unnoticed by his friends especially since he was the one who attracted most of the leering attention. Almost over Serena but more than ever he found himself annoyed, the years he had put in to their relationship only to be paid back by her cheating still grated on him. He had never really cheated on her though each time he thought of her his head wandered off to Carrington. Dave was chatting to Charlie when he received the text from Conrad and pulled his phone out reading the message and smiling. Dave was five years older than Charlie he had been in the navy for seven years and a Lieutenant, naval through and through and a fine specimen of a man who only had sights on his naval career and reaching captain. Tough but on the same side fair he was one person you didn't disobey and did everything by the book. Charlie reported in to the Sub-Lieutenant who was under Dave in the line of command. "What has made you smile so big this morning?" Dave asked gulping water down. Charlie looked up "My twin brother is getting married sir" he replied putting the phone away. Dave looked at him "Right the one in the picture above your bunk?" he asked. "Yes sir" Charlie replied, "We are identical twins sir". Dave shook his head "Charlie drop the sir we are not on duty, it is Dave". "Sorry, force of habit" Charlie said smiling. "So you gain a sister-in-law, when is the wedding?" Dave asked stumping Charlie for a minute. "Oh... in three weeks time, same weekend we are in Portsmouth" Charlie replied being careful. Dave chuckled "You are going to ask for some leave of duty I guess?" he asked. Charlie shrugged unsure what to do. "How long do you need?" Dave asked. "Couple of days I suppose, my parents will be flying in from Australia" Charlie replied. Dave smiled "That is no good Charlie, you need a few days longer" he suggested. "Really?" Charlie asked looking surprised, "You would allow that?". "I can give you five days" Dave offered, "Fly to Copenhagen to join the ship" he suggested. "Wow thanks, that means a lot" Charlie said unable to thank him enough. Dave laughed "Bloody rookies, always scared to ask anything" he said pushing Charlie over. Charlie laughed and sat up "Stop calling me a rookie" he joked, "I got promoted!". "Yeah thanks to me" Dave reminded him, "You did a good job last tour with the system outage". Charlie shrugged "That is what your training me to do" he said slightly blushing. "So let's see a picture of this bird your twin is marrying then" Dave asked. Charlie sat there twiddling his phone "I am getting a brother-in-law" he said quietly. Dave smiled "Well is he hot?" he asked, "this brother-in-law you are getting?". Charlie was careful not to answer the question "This is him, Harry" he said showing Dave. Dave slowly nodded "Cute and a good body" he said, "and before you ask no I am not" he laughed. Charlie chuckled "Harry is cute I guess, incredibly smart and hopelessly in love with my bro". Dave looked around and leaned in "Is your twin something to do with Joshua?" he asked. Charlie looked seriously "how much do you know?" he asked. Dave put his hand on Charlie's shoulder "I saw the police reports Charlie". "He came back last time I was home, attacked me to get to him" Charlie informed him. "Did he get arrested again?" Dave asked checking again that no one was listening. Charlie shook his head "Harry knows a very influential person, they took him away" he replied. Dave raised an eyebrow, "No one knows where he has gone" Charlie finished off saying. "Probably for the best Charlie" Dave said sympathising. "What about you Charlie?" he asked. "Oh I am okay, shaken up a bit at the time" Charlie replied shaking it off. Dave chuckled "No I mean you are identical twins so how identical are you?" he hinted. Charlie blushed "Between us?" he asked and Dave nodded. "I don't know where I am". Dave nodded "Don't worry I am not going to mount you to find out" he said laughing. "You better not" Charlie laughed thinking about Carrington, "I came close once". Dave chuckled "Close to what sleeping with a man?" he asked. Charlie nodded. "Yeah, in fact it was the night Joshua attacked me, we did sleep in the same bed" Charlie said. Dave laughed "That was more than close then" he replied. "And?" he asked. Charlie let out a depressing sigh "I was so nearly seduced by him, fucking American" he said. Dave laughed again shaking his head. "Not funny he nearly got me" Charlie said giggling. "I sense you have more to discover than just memories" Dave said quietly patting his leg. Charlie lowered his head "He told me he was going to marry me, written in the stars all that shit". Dave chuckled "How the universe works is mystery Charlie, sometimes you just now" he said. Charlie looked at him "That is kind of what he said" he replied, "Lunatics the lot of you". Dave laughed "Usually us type of lunatics are right" he said smiling at Charlie. "Leave it with me Charlie and tell your twin you are coming" Dave said patting his shoulder. "Thanks Dave" Charlie replied standing up, "Want to finish the bike ride off?" he asked. "Yup" Dave said standing up, "Don't tell anyone what I am doing for you cadet" he said. "Yes sir" Charlie replied saluting him and getting a punch on his arm. The rest of the day Dave spent with Charlie and they went off doing their own thing before getting back to the ship for the 10pm departure. It had turned out to be an extraordinary day of discoveries, Charlie found Dave to be one of the most interesting guys he had met forming a real friendship with his superior officer. Conrad spoke to his parents who confirmed that would fly over for a quick 72 hours and Charlie messaged to say he could attend. Later that day Charlie phoned Conrad and was very happy when they spoke, half expecting Charlie to ask if Carrington was coming, he made no mention of him so decided it was best not to raise the subject in case Charlie backed out of attending. With that sorted Beth took on the role of managing the catering and Felix was only to happy to help with the arrangements. Simon strangely becoming less of a recluse took Conrad and Harry to Knightsbridge to buy them both rings acting like a proud father to Conrad. Oblivious to the events that were about to unfurl on Hibiscus Drive that afternoon. Adam and Jamal were sat in the empty kitchen of number 9 when there was a knock at the door, Adam stood and hummed a happy tune going to answer the door for the first time in his new house. He had offered to give his London penthouse back to Moham who refused and told him he could sell it or rent it out since it was a gift to him. Adam opened the door "Hello" he said looking at the woman. "Where is Jamal?" Felicity demanded looking past Adam. Jamal appeared in the entrance hall "Mother, what are you doing here?" he asked. "You were told to be home this afternoon Jamal" Felicity reminded him. Jamal moved towards the front door "I can't just yet" he replied standing his ground. "Jamal it was not a request" Felicity raised her voice glancing at Adam. "Move" Felicity demanded, "Your father has brought the Efeez family here with their daughter". "No" Jamal cried out, "I won't be forced in to an arranged marriage" he replied frustratingly. "Don't argue Jamal, you know your father's thought on the matter" Felicity said angrily. Silence prevailed, "She is from a respectable wealthy family" Felicity added breaking the silence. Adam was confused and feared Jamal was being taken away "Arranged marriage?" he asked. "What is this the stone age?" Adam asked shocked this was happening, "Jamal?". Felicity looked at him "This is a family matter" she said shutting him down. "I never thought he was actually serious" Jamal said scared to move. "You can't force him to marry someone like that" Adam said blocking the front door. Felicity had a look of shame briefly "It is done. Jamal do not defy your father". "Mother he is only doing it to marry in to money" Jamal responded moving forward. Felicity shook her head "I am sorry Jamal but it is time to grow up" she said sternly. Jamal looked at Adam and for the first time he saw how scared Jamal was "Do it" Jamal pleaded. Adam scratched his head missing Jamal rubbing his wedding finger. "Jamal, now" she said. A tear trickled down Jamal's face looking at Adam's vacant look, "Jamal" Adam repeated. Adam felt the ground opening up ready to take Jamal away from him, unable to comprehend how he could be forced in to an arranged marriage like this. All the confident and sometimes arrogance Jamal displayed that Adam loved had evaporated at the hands of his family. His boyfriend was distraught and fear in his eyes then his head lowering in shame. Jamal was breaking inside he wanted Adam to do one thing that could break this arrangement up once and for all, but there was nothing he seemed to be totally in shock. The formidable woman that was Jamal's mother looked between her son and and this man, the realisation of what was really going on here suddenly appeared. She could see the love in their body language and needed to stop it. "Jamal, move yourself and let's get this over with" Felicity said getting inpatient. Jamal walked to the door his eyes fixed on Adam like they were pleading "Do it" he said again. Jamal stepped outside his mother walking behind him, "No!" Adam shouted from the door. Felicity turned around "This is nothing to do with you" she said putting her hand up to stop him. "Jamal" Adam panicked. At number 3 Jamal's father and the Efeez family watched from the front garden. Jamal turned and looked at Adam wiping his eyes "Show me you love me?" he pleaded. Felicity pushed her son down the path "Enough!" she said angrily giving Adam an evil look. Adam took his phone out and called the one person who could help, "Moham I need help". Jamal was marched back to his family home and turning he saw Adam distressed talking on his phone. Approaching number 3 Jamal's father was angry and not overly impressed with him. He looked Jamal up and down shaking his head at how he was dressed and presented, ignoring this and making an excuse that Jamal liked to help out at the manor in the garden and making it sound so important. How he was respected by the wealthy owner due to his vast knowledge, his education and his opinion was trusted by the owner. Jamal was introduced to Rabia their daughter and his intended, she was pretty but he felt nothing. There was no sexual stimulation or desire to be with her, he wanted Adam. Jamal kept glancing back along the road to number 9 before his attention was drawn back by Mr Efeez confirming the match and how suitable Jamal would be after a reality check. He turned to Jamal's father informing him they would leave for Morocco in the morning with Jamal to meet the rest of the family and finalise the marriage. "Pull yourself together" Jamal's father dressed him down seeing the tears running down his face. Jamal turned to his father angry and with hate in his eyes "No, I will not go" he said. Felicity ushered the Efeez back inside. "How dare you embarrass me" his father said scolding him. "Embarrass you?" Jamal asked, "How do you think I feel?" he said standing his ground. "Your feelings are irrelevant, I know what is good for our family" Jamal's father replied. The shouting erupted drawing Adam's attention at their arguing, "Adam!" Moham called down the phone. "Moham, what do I do?" Adam asked panicking and watching Jamal and his father going at it. "Ask him to marry you" Moham replied, "It is the only way you can keep him". "Yes, yes I will do that" Adam replied, "Thank you Moham". "Adam, I will be there in 15 minutes" Moham said. Moham was at his country estate in Surrey and within 5 minutes he was air borne and on the way to Hibiscus Manor. Adam walked along the path and could clearly hear the words being exchanged, Jamal's father belittling him and criticising him for being worthless which is why he needed to marry an important family. The argument seemed to go on and on, Felicity came out of the house when she saw Adam approaching and went over to cut him off reminding him not to get involved in family matters. The Efeez family came out to the front with Mr Efeez joining in and telling Jamal to start towing the line and act properly. Jamal felt beaten down and knew this was going nowhere, in all his frustration, anger and resentment to his father he never believed he would go to such lengths. Jamal never saw Adam standing there behind his mother, he threw his hands up and tried the last resort of trying to get them to see reason but it failed miserably. Suddenly the helicopter flew overhead towards the manor then banked sharply back round coming to land in the road whipping up the dust and blowing it at them all standing there. Mr Efeez recognised the helicopter and knew exactly who was about to turn up. Moham's security opened the door and he stepped out of the helicopter ducking and walking towards Adam. "Have you done it yet?" Moham asked Adam. Adam shook his head "They have been arguing constantly" he replied. Moham handed Adam a ring "Get it on his finger" he said smiling. Mr Efeez was astute enough in the world of business to know that it was a person in the Arabic community no one dare cross due to the influential power he had and ability to squash anyone who got in his way. Still he was completely astounded by his appearance and went scuttling over. Mrs Efeez explained to Jamal's father who this man was, he knew of the name and the wealth but was not in any league to ever have considered he would see him in person. Moham walked over ignoring Mr Efeez and straight towards Jamal "Jamal what is going on?". "You know my son?" Jamal's father asked looking shocked and standing in front of Jamal. Moham looked at him "Yes, I know him very well and look on him like family". Mr Efeez smiled "Then we are so blessed" he said hearing Moham talk of Jamal in that way. Moham waved his hand indicating to Jamal's father to move "This is not happening" he said. "Moham, what are you doing here?" Jamal asked feeling some relief easing through his body. Moham put his arm around Jamal "I am not going to let this happen, it has already upset Adam". "This arrangement is not happening" Moham said clearly to Jamal's father and Mr Efeez. "It must" Jamal's father insisted, "Do not interfere in family matters" he said making it clear. Moham turned to him "My closest business associate here is in love with Jamal" he informed him. "My son is not gay" Jamal's father replied going red in the face. Felicity put her hand on her husband's shoulder "Yes he is, I saw it when I went to get him". Mr Efeez turned to Jamal's father "I am sorry but there will be no match" he said. Mr Efeez gathered his family and walked towards their car "Pleasure to meet you Mr Jazeer". Moham nodded refusing to shake his hand "Thank you" he replied pushing Jamal towards Adam. Jamal walked past them and in to Adam's arms "I love you Adam" he said quite clearly. Gasps both families as he got on one knee "Jamal will you marry me?" Adam asked. He nodded "Yes" Jamal replied smiling and letting Adam put the ring on his finger. "No" Jamal's father cried, "you are no son of mine you dirty bastard" he said spitting on the floor. Jamal had never seen his father true Arabic side come out or react in this way before, having always been the apple in his eye and lauded for his education and being brought up in a solid family background. If he had just refused to talk or even acknowledge him he could have coped, being called a dirty bastard was two words too many. Jamal turned to his father "What do you think I did all those years you sent me to boarding school?" he asked. "I will tell you" Jamal raised his voice, "Sticking my cock in other students arses, that is what". Moham had to stop himself from laughing "Jam" he said trying to calm him down. Jamal shrugged Moham off "You locked me away in boarding school for years you selfish bastard". Jamal turned and grabbed Adam's hand angrily "Not now" he said to Adam, "too angry". Adam kissed him on the head, "Go up to the manor" Moham said to Adam. "Now how about you invite me for tea to talk before you loose Jamal for ever" Moham suggested. Moham dispatched the helicopter to the manor helipad taking Adam and Jamal away whilst Moham tried to to negotiate some peace. Partly shocked by Jamal's outburst and the definite resentment he had being pushed in to boarding school and an arranged marriage. By the time Moham returned to the manor with his body guard Jamal was sat in the greenhouse on his own, he needed space and time to think. Adam walked out of the study to meet Moham "What happened?" he asked. "Not a lot" Moham replied, "he wouldn't talk although his mother seemed more reasonable". "Where is he?" Moham asked. "Greenhouse, he wanted to be alone" Adam replied, "I can't believe he was going to marry him off". Moham nodded "It is what families do to get connections and raise themselves in the community". Adam went over and hugged Moham "I don't know what I would do without you, thank you". "Suggest you take him to London for a few days, get away from here" Moham advised. Adam nodded "Yes good idea" he replied smiling. "Bring him to the office as well Harry can keep him busy" Moham said then laughed. Adam walked through the gardens towards the greenhouse whilst he knew Jamal's father was Moroccan he never expected the family to be so traditional towards marriage and got his first taste of why interracial relationships often failed, the guilt and pressure Jamal must be under with the looming threat that his parents would disown him completely. Adam saw him sat there looking at pots lost in his thoughts and with no idea what Jamal was thinking now, he carefully walked inside and stood looking at him. Jamal looked at him "We can't marry just yet, I don't want to overshadow Conrad" he said. "You still want to marry me?" Adam asked looking for his reaction. Jamal nodded "Dam right we are" he replied smiling, "I am not letting you get away". Adam felt an incredible rush of love and ran forward kissing Jamal in desperation and hugging him tight.