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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.

I grw pale and felt my heart beat faster at the sight of this depraved old man. It was obvious he had AIDs and I felt the fear when I thought of him inside me. But I was also excited at a visceral level and couldn't help playing with my own cock at the tought of his dirty spunk swimming in my rectum. James moved towards me, his cock thickening as he rubbed it in his boney fist. I looked up at it, noticing the veins on the shaft and the pearl of precum in the red, inflamed slit. I was like a fly in a web, aware of the danger all around me but unable to resist them. David smiled down at me and cupped the heavy balls dangling below the old man's smooth, hairless belly. "I think I'll leave you two at it. " He said. " James is a horny old devil and has more lovely, toxic sperm to give you."

not my story, I just made it better Two for One Pozzing Met this guy at a bar in Chicago Boy's Town and ended up back at his place. We were mid-hookup, me deep inside him with my poz cock, he never asked for a condom or status, when his roommate walked in. He didn’t flinch—just laughed and said, “Get it,” then plopped down on the couch like it was nothing. I rode my prize twink for about 20 more minutes depositing 2 tainted loads of prized A-1 high viral loaded cum into his eager ass. I was done for the moment. I laid there on the oversized ottoman with my 9inch cock still half hard dangling tween my legs. After a moment, I hit the bathroom for a quick rinse. When I came out, the roommate was still on the couch and said, “Sounded and looked like you guys had fun.” I smirked and said, “We did.” A minute later, my guy came out of his room in just a towel, kissed me in front of him, then said, “I’m gonna shower—feel free to head out.” He sounded like he was dismissing me. Any lingering guilt of pozzing the boy went out the window. As soon as the water turned on, the roommate stood up, grabbed me through my towel, and kissed me. I was hard instantly. He pulled me into his room. He bent over the bed without saying a word, just looked back at me with this cocky little grin. I let the towel drop, walked up behind him, and slid my dirty rigid rod right in—still worked up from round one. He let out this low moan and pushed back against me, greedy for it. It was raw, fast, and filthy—exactly the kind of unexpected moment that makes your whole night. If he only knew how filthy it was really. I kept one hand on his lower back, the other gripping his hip as I drove into him, both of us trying to stay quiet but totally failing. I could still hear the shower running down the hall, which only made it hotter—knowing we were racing the clock. I finished deep inside him, breathing heavy against his back. He looked over his shoulder and said, “This’ll be our little secret,” like he’d done it before. “Oh, you have no idea” I flashed back with a wink. I heard the shower turn off, scrambled to grab my clothes, and slipped out just as my guy came out of the bathroom. Didn’t say a word—just smiled and left. Honestly? Best night I’ve had in a long time. Joey I like hot phone chat, you can find me on Tele, Teams or here. will cam I am a bottom slut

PART 3 In one gulp, I drank in all I could. His slender shoulders and pale torso, with big brown nipples atop slightly defined pecs, all wet and glowing from the shower. His flat stomach bisected below his belly button by a treasure trail of dark hair that expanded out into to a dense patch of short pubes. His big meaty cock, hanging between his legs, uncut and fleshy, ending in a pointed tip of folded up foreskin. When my eyes returned to his, Louis held my gaze, with a look of lustful hunger. Then he looked towards my waist. “I’m one too,” he said. “Huh?” He pointed at my waist. I looked down and noticed that I hadn’t pulled my shorts up all the way when he’d called out for a towel. On full display was my jockstrap’s pronouncement that its wearer is a CUM PIG. Then he pointed to the floor where he’d dropped his sweaty running clothes. Atop the vest and shorts was his underwear: a black CUM PIG jock. I put down the towel and picked up his jock, holding it to my nose and inhaling the strong scent of Louis’ sweat with the faintest hint of stale cum and piss. Staring intently at him the whole time - although noticing his cock thickening in my peripheral vision - I kept his jock pressed to my face with one hand while I pulled off my shorts and jock with the other. I tossed the shorts aside and handed him my jock. He followed my lead, holding it to his nose, inhaling deeply and then putting it on. “I don’t care about getting the floor wet now,” he said as he stepped out of the shower. “Not so well brought up after all.” He smirked and we embraced, our bodies pressed together wearing each other’s jocks. I put my mouth on his, gently licking his full pink lips before slipping my tongue in and finding his. Looking into each other’s eyes the whole time, we made out, ground our bodies together and put our hands everywhere we could. With Louis mirroring my actions, I ran mine all over his wet back and then held the firm globes of his butt before gently beginning to explore his crack with my finger. We unlocked our mouths and both gasped slightly as we found the edge of each other’s holes. “Fuck! You are so fucking hot Louis. I want all of you all the time.” “I feel the same about you Andy,”, he moaned, letting out a breathy groan. I noticed for the first time that his breath smelled very minty. “Such a sexy boy and such fresh breath,”, I said with a wink. “Oh yeah. I … er … used your toothbrush. I hope you don’t mind.” “But you don’t know where it’s been.” I winked again. “I can hazard a pretty good guess.” He winked back and pushed his finger inside me.

Didn’t feel the sex club vibe tonight, am in hotel by Yumbo so just went back to hotel room, logged in and changed my bio to read in room door open lights off ass up. I never send my face pics and never ask for any as I don’t care what they look like. Within minutes got a buzz from a total blank profile - just the green dot. Message was what room so told him and waited. 5 minutes ish and the door creaked, then footsteps, a finger touched my hole to check for lube then suddenly a massive cock was pushed in balls deep. it was a ruff and urgent fuck. it didn’t take long for me to feel the pre spurt swell of the cock, I tightened my inner ring which was met with the word “slut”. It made him cum I count 9 throbs of his cock. His Spanish voice said “ a present fromGran Canaria” and he left. no idea who he was n don’t really care but it felt good!

David raised his arse now smeared with cum, lube and spit and got heavily off the mattress. "Phew!" He said, looking down at me. "That was nice!" Beyond him, I saw an old man wiping a long, thin cock with a towel. His body was skinny and wasted, the veins standing out on his arms and legs. He grinned at me and his sunken cheeks sagged around his mouth. "This is James." Said Dave. "James - this is Ian." The scrawny creature threw the towel on the bed and began wanking his cock. "Hello, Ian. You have a lovely arse. I enjoyed cumming in you."

To be clear - I'm blocking the UK under duress. You are very welcome here. But the government that you (plural) elected is forcing me to block your country. That is an issue on your end - not on mine. Be mad at your politicians and fellow citizens for voting them into power.

In, out. In, out. Left fist, right fist. Left fist, right fist. The guy fisting me was working my ass liked a pro. He had me gaping and accepting of his huge, hairy paws. There were moments where I could barely pay attention to the cock in my mouth and just let it rest there instead of sucking it. It was oozing out a steady stream of precum, with maybe a little bit of piss mixed in. The smells in the room were intense. There was the man musk from the cock I was sucking. It was coupled with leather from the sling, poppers, sweat, the acrid smoke from T, and that enticing scent of raw sex. The room was heady with aromas. My sense of smell was probably enhanced by the fact that I couldn’t see anything, since Alex had put a blindfold on me before leading me to the sling in his playroom. My legs were shackled to the stirrups, but he left my hands free. That way, I could feel up the guy whose cock I was sucking and move my arms around to stay comfortable in the sling. I had no idea how long I had been in the sling or who it was that was fisting my ass or whose cock I was suckling in my mouth. Let’s go back to the start. Alex and I have gotten together many times, with our play time usually revolving around getting spun and then engaging in deep and extreme ass play. Over the years, we’ve talked about, and fulfilled, many of our fantasies. Tonight, Alex told me he was going to let me live out one of my dream nights. I would be placed in his sling, unable to get out even if I wanted to, and he would invite multiple men over to violate my ass. Some would fuck me, some would fist me, some would use toys on me, but they would all understand that I was just a hole. When I got to his place, we spent some time with just the two of us playing. We started with some clouds, and Alex got into the sling. I worked over his hole and then began to penetrate his ass with one of his toys. This was the prep work for getting my fist into his ass. I knew just how Alex liked it. One hand would be in his ass while the other worked his cock or tweaked his nipples. His hairy ass was a joy to play in, and I always had a great time with him. By this point, his hole was a beautiful mess of hair and lube. My hand was lubed up and, after the toy play, slid into his ass with ease. His favorite was to have me keep my hand in him while I twisted it around and worked it deeper and deeper into his ass. I knew that I had already breached his second sphincter and was well into his colon. Now, I was making some rotations and slight shaking of my hand inside him, while the other stroked his cock. Occasionally, I’d slide my hand up across his belly and onto his hairy chest. There, I’d find one nipple that I would tweak and turn in sync with the hand in his ass. When I’d turn my hand left, I’d twist his nipple to the left. When I’d go a little deeper, I’d apply more pressure to his tit. I gave the other nipple some attention before returning to his cock, stroking it and rubbing the head. All the while, my other hand was wandering around inside his ass. After a bit of this, Alex told me that it was my turn in the sling. Knowing that he liked a slow withdrawal, I took my time pulling out of his ass. He did some poppers when I was about halfway out, and I took time to massage his canal while he rode that high. When my hand popped out, his hole looked amazing. He asked me to put one of his plugs in, so I selected one of the larger ones he has and inserted it. Then, he was ready to get out of the sling. I helped him to stand up, then wrapped my arms around him when he was standing. That way, I could support him if needed, but it was also a great way of bonding and thanking him for allowing me such intimate access. I also liked feeling our furry bodies rubbing against each other. “Your turn”, he told me. With that, I got settled into the sling. I was surprised when he tightened the stirrup straps around my feet so I couldn’t easily slip them off. Then, he grinned wickedly at me as he walked up to the head of the sling. He grabbed a blindfold and put it on me, blocking all sight. He made sure to place a bottle of poppers under me so that I could use them whenever I wanted. Alex began by working his hands over my body. He rubbed my chest, paying special attention to my pierced nipples. He knows that nipple play gets me leaking precum, and he would dive down to lick that up from my hairy belly. My tits are extra sensitive from the piercings, and he was working them nicely. When he would take my cock in his mouth, it always seemed to choose that moment to dump out a load of precum. Alex eagerly lapped it up and would occasionally share some of the sweet goodness with me. He hadn’t done much with my ass except a few swipes over my hole, but my ass was needy and ready for some hearty play. Since my hands were free, I used them to rub Alex’s body and dip my finger into his hole. I would sometimes reach down to my own ass to get it lubed up and ready for whatever he had to give it. I had worked three fingers from each hand in my ass and was using them to pry my ass open. It opened easily since I was seriously horned up for the coming night. While I was rubbing him and fingering his ass, he chuckled and said that he was going to sit down on the stool. He moved away and sat on the stool at the base of the sling. I wanted to give him a good show, so I used my hands to spread my hole for him. He groaned in appreciation and leaned in for a few licks on my ass flesh. That felt great, but I wanted more. Alex took over working my hole. He used his lubed hands to probe my ass, quickly getting all the fingers from one hand inside me. He used those to rotate around, letting his thumb trail around the outside of my hole. Each time he passed over my taint, I squirmed a little more and could feel my hole respond by twitching and opening more. Then, he pulled all the way out. “Hmm, this ass needs something else”, he said. He pulled his hand back and I just laid there, ass open to the world, waiting to see what he had planned. He walked away for a bit and returned soon. “This will do nicely”, he growled as his fingers slid into my ass. As he moved them around, I could feel the telltale burn of a shard being spread throughout my ass. Soon, I felt the oncoming rush as the T hit my bloodstream. This must have been a good-sized shard since the burn lasted for a long time. All the while, I was getting deeper and deeper into the Tina haze. Alex walked away again. When he returned, he said, “We need pics of this pig hole”. I pulsed my ass as he took some pictures then I spread it open with my fingers. “Damn, that is one hungry hole”. I nodded in agreement and kept working my ass open. He put the camera down, and I heard the pop of the cap on the lube bottle, followed by the squishing noises as he spread the lube over his hands. My ass was already well lubed, so there was no need to add more there yet. “Poppers”, he demanded. I grabbed the bottle, opened it, and placed it under my nose. A good deep snort in each nostril would do for now. I recapped the bottle, slid it back between me and the sling, and threw my hands back behind my head. Once Alex knew the rush from the fumes had their grip on me, he slid his hand into my ass. He went pretty quickly since I was so open and ready. The poppers and T probably helped ease his entry, too. He knows how I like to be fisted, so he went in as far as he could and held his hand there, slowly flexing and extending his fingers. He teased my second hole, and it willingly let him in. Once there, he proceeded to twist, flex, and probe even deeper. It felt fucking amazing, and I was a pig in heaven. Next, he started his pullout. He went slow, all the while twisting and turning his hand inside me. He didn’t initially pull all the way out but used his hairy paw to stretch my hole open. Alex was using his knuckles to expand my opening, then he’d sink his fist deeper into me. Then, he’d go back to using his knuckles to get my ass to gape. When he did finally pull out, he said, “Look at that hot fucking hole.” I pulsed my hole in appreciation of his comment. Alex told me that the night was going to be a special treat for me. Little did I know what he had in store for me, but I was ready for more. He lubed up a large butt plug and slid it into my ass. After his fisting, it went in with little resistance and I felt the flared based lodge in my ass. Then, I heard Alex walk away.

Chapter 5 – G, this is fun Chapters 1 through 4 recount a night with my buddy Alex. He and I started out getting spun and fisting each other’s holes, but he has been inviting other guys over all night long. Of course, some of the pictures of me being deeply fisted that he sent out helped. Now, it’s Alex, Steve, Greg, Doug, and me. Alex is mixing up some G laced beverages for us. We’re sprawled across the bed, with all our limbs intertwined. My ass is plugged but no one else is filled up. We’re all just groping and prodding, with guys twisting the plug in my ass occasionally. Alex came over with the drinks, so we all sat up and toasted to a fine evening before gulping down the bitter brew. T makes me focus on my ass, G makes me into a huge pig, so this should be interesting. I was also guzzling an unlaced bottle of sports drink to replenish myself for the rest of the night ahead. It turned out that Steve and Greg were a couple. Steve confessed that one of his desires was to fist Greg and another guy at the same time. He didn’t need to ask twice, so I had Greg get on his knees on the bed, and then I got on my knees next to him. Greg needed some more prep, so Alex and Steve started playing in his ass. They loaded him up with lube and fingered his hole to get it to open. My ass was still plugged, and Doug came over to play in it. Alex looked over and told Doug to get the knot dildo and use it on me, so Doug grabbed it, lubed it up, and got ready to fill me with it. First, he pulled out the plug. Some lube drooled out when he did this but that was because my ass was gaping wide. He placed the head of the toy at my ass, and I instinctively flexed back to take it into my ass. He kept pushing until the knot passed through my hole. He pushed it in a little deeper, then pulled it back to the knot. With the knot sitting just inside my hole, he moved it around in circles to open me up further. He’d also slide it deeper into me from time to time so that I was able to enjoy it through my ass. Greg was ready, so Steve added lube to both of his hands. He used his smaller hand on Greg and his larger one on me. He entered Greg’s ass first and mine followed soon after. He plunged in pretty deep with me and then started a few flexes and twists. I understood that he probably needed to work Greg’s ass a little more since this was his first fist of the night. Soon, though, Greg was ready for a thorough pounding. Alex had us move right next to each other. It was thrilling to be touching the hot guy next to me as his husband fisted us both. We looked at each other and smiled, knowing that this was something special, not just for us, but also for Steve. The G had kicked in by now, and I was raring to go. Steve would focus on one of us at a time, giving our ass more attention while just hanging out in the other hole. There were a few times where he’d decide to pound us both simultaneously and, on one of those occasions, Greg and I locked lips as Steve pummeled our asses. Steve was tiring out, so he pulled out of us. Greg collapsed forward on the bed while I stayed in the kneeling position, hoping that one of the guys would decide to fill me up. Alex tapped me on the shoulder and told me to flip over. I got onto my back and raised my legs for him to enter, but he told me that he had another idea in mind. He lay on the floor and pointed his well-lubed right fist into the air. “Fuck yourself on it”, he snarled. Oh yeah, this would be fun. I slid my legs off the bed and used the mattress as a support for my back. I positioned my hole right over his hand and started to slide down onto it. Gravity was my friend in this case, since I just needed to be open and let nature take its course. His hand felt amazing in my ass. Sometimes, the hand of a long-term buddy is the best, and this was one of those times. I slid down until I encountered some resistance. I raised up a bit and then wiggled my ass down onto his fingers. They slid deeper with no resistance. Alex was letting me control the fuck and I wanted to make him proud as a way to thank him for setting up this amazing evening. I levered my legs up so that I moved off his hand. I kept it inside me before sinking back down on it. By raising and lowering myself onto his hand, I was fist fucking myself. The view from his position must have been great too since he could watch as my needy ass swallowed his hand. Adding in some circular gyrations let me experience new sensations as his hand ravaged my ass. Someone held the poppers out for me, but I shook my head, unsure if I could control myself if I was poppered up. My legs were cramping, so we moved over to the sling. He decided to shove a shard in my ass to get me really amped up. Once the shard was in, he put the butt plug in to keep everything open. Alex took some time to lube up his hands and well up his arms. He was watching me as he did this, giving me little grins as he did so. I expected this would be another intense session with him, and I welcomed the invasion. Now and then, he’d reach down and give the plug a twist or a few taps, letting me know that my ass was his. When he was lubed up, he sat on the stool. He twisted the plug in my ass, readying it for removal. Steve had strolled over and was standing behind me at the head of the sling. He had his arms raised up so that they were supported on the cross bars, showing off his hairy pits and letting their intoxicating smell descend on me. Doug was getting rimmed by Greg over on the bed. I hoped I would have a chance to munch on his hairy hole before the night was out. Alex pulled back on the plug, then told me to do some poppers. I opened the bottle, offered them to Steve, who took a few sniffs, and to Alex, who turned them down. I took two deep hits, one in each nostril, and held the second one in. Steve took the bottle from me, and then Alex pulled out the plug. It came out with a pop and my ass made those great, squishy noises that a well-used hole produces. But Alex was ready. He positioned his fist at my hole and started to push. I willed my ass open, and he descended quickly into my depths. The poppers had my mind flying and all I could focus on was what was happening in my ass. His hand felt amazing inside me, and he was still pushing. He had easily breached my inner sphincter and was into my colon. Then, he stopped his forward motion. “Fuck, I have never been this deep in your ass before”, he growled. The feelings were indescribable. I had a special buddy deeply lodged in my ass and a new friend with his cock at my head and his hairy pits sharing their aroma with me. The poppers had me wiggling in the sling, and Alex’s hand was sending seismic sensations through my body. Alex was still deep in my ass when Steve walked over to the side of the sling. I could see that his cock was plumped up and he was stroking it. I leaned over, opened my mouth, and took him inside me, too. His cock tasted great. There was old lube, some ass juices, and probably some precum and piss all mixed together on it. As I was sucking it, he let a little bit of piss out, which I eagerly swallowed. Alex had pulled back a bit but told me that he wanted to pound my ass with both hands now. This got the attention of the guys on the bed, and they wandered over to the sling to watch too. Steve understood that I wouldn’t be able to pay much attention to his dick while this was happening, so he returned to the head of the sling. Alex pulled out and lubed up his hands again. He told me to be prepared for a pounding, and I smiled my agreement to him. He had me move down a little in the sling so that my ass was more open. Then, he had me hold my ass open for him. When he started to pound my ass, he showed no mercy. My swollen ass was up for the challenge, and he delivered. First, one fist went in, then it came out, and the other went in. He pummeled my ass like this for a while, never going deep but certainly giving my hole a workout. I was moaning like a crazed man, totally ass focused and loving all of the attention it was getting. The other guys were watching, either stroking cocks or playing with holes. It was a great scene, and I knew it was one I would never forget. Then, Alex plunged one of his fists in and drove it deeper into my guts. He held it there, and I could feel his pulse as it throbbed in his wrist. I’m sure he could feel the pounding of my heartbeat, too. He recommended a rest, so he withdrew his fist from my ass. My whole ass was pleasantly sore, and I knew the lips at my entrance were all puffed up. When he was out, I reached down to feel them and explore my gape. It was wonderful. Before helping me out of the sling, Alex slid the butt plug back in my ass. “Keep it filled, keep it happy”, he said. We all moved back to the bed. I pretty much collapsed on it with my head on the pillows. As the other guys were walking back, I remembered how much I wanted to eat Steve’s ass so I asked him if he would sit on my face. “You are such a pig!” he exclaimed. But he came over, straddled my chest, and lowered his sweet hole to my mouth. Steve’s ass was covered in dark, sexy fur. It got denser as it neared his hole. In the middle, his pink hole was winking at me. The aroma of sweat and other guys was heavy in his hair, and I inhaled it deeply, savoring the alluring scent. Then, I dove my tongue into his center. I love eating ass. When I rim, I make out with the guy’s hole. Kissing, licking, probing, sucking, and more are all on the menu. With Steve, I started out with some tongue probing. I knew his ass would be ready from the previous rim job and the booty bumps he’s taken through the night. My tongue slid through his opening and entered his inner lining. I swirled and poked with my tongue, eliciting moans of approval from him. Then, I moved out to start licking over and around his hole. It’s exciting to see the hair get all matted down with spit as I do this, and it’s a great way to get those sexy smells smeared on my face. Steve’s ass was wonderfully hairy and tasty. He had that sexy musk that lingers and turns me on so much. I was happy to be smothered by his hole. I smelled the unmistakable scent of poppers as Steve inhaled deeply from the bottle. Once those fumes hit, he drove his ass down onto my face and I responded in kind. He was going to get a deep rimming, with me driving my tongue as deep as possible into his ass. I reached up to part his fleshy globes so that I could have the best access to his hole. This let me get my tongue even deeper into his ass. He was also flexing out with his ass, presenting me with his inner lining to lick and kiss. I was in asspig heaven. Steve was sitting on my face with his cock laying on my chin and chest. I pulled it back and gave the head a few licks to taste his precum. He groaned again when I did this. But his ass was my primary focus, and I was going to enjoy my time with his hole. I ate his ass like a starved man. He eventually moved forward and lifted his body off me. He then leaned down to kiss me, enjoying the tastes and smells of his ass on my face. He then suggested I get back in the sling so that he could fist me again. Who was I to refuse? After all, I’m just a hole.

Chapter 3 – More New Guys Chapters 1 and 2 tell about an evening at my friend’s house, where he promised to give me the night of my life. Alex and I played together a lot, and sometimes, other guys joined us. Tonight, I was the bottom for whoever he had come over. So far, he’s played in my ass, as has another new guy. Two more guys just arrived while the other guy is almost elbow deep in my ass. “How’s his ass?” asked one of the new guys. “Fucking awesome. You’ll find out soon enough.” “Yeah, but we gotta catch up with you guys. You’re all pretty spun.” I heard the torch click, followed by the sound of deep hits being taken from the pipe. They blew clouds for a while, then someone brought the pipe over to the guy fisting me. He still had his arm in me and was leisurely playing in my ass. He took a hit and then I felt him blow out the cloud on my cock and hole. He pulled all the way out, leaving my hole to gape. The next cloud was blown at my hole so some of the smoke could penetrate my ass. Then, they brought the pipe up to me. “Smoke up, hole. You’re gonna get a good workout.” I took a few hits and amplified my intensity. It was already pretty high, but I had no idea what might be coming my way next. My hands wandered down to my ass and I was probing around the fleshy lips of my hole. “Look at that. He can’t keep away from his hole.” “Then we oughta fill it.” I heard the lube cap snap open and could tell someone was getting ready to work my ass. Next, I felt air moving across my sensitive, swollen ass as someone blew lightly on it. I twitched in response, prompting a snicker from the guy. And now, someone was stroking my hole. He’d stroke over it, dipping fingers in as he played. Soon, I felt a hand at my entrance and prepared to be entered again. He pushed in and I opened my ass to let him enter. Fuck, he must have entered with a fist! I guess my gape, and what he saw the other guy doing to me, let him know I could take it. His hand felt great as he dropped into my ass. He hadn’t gone very deep, but I could tell this guy had huge hands. He used his fist to really open my hole. He was playing around at that point where he was providing the ultimate stretch to my ass. While there, he’d twist his hand around, letting his knuckles glide over my ass muscles. He knew what he was doing, and my ass responded in kind, opening more and more for his invasion. It opened so much that he started to add some fingers from his other hand into the mix. Now, it was his fist and a few other fingers that were trawling around at the entrance to my ass. The feeling was intense, bordering on uncomfortable, but he rode that fine line well. He pulled all the way out and added lube to his hands. At this point, my ass was so open and prelubricated that I’m not sure he needed any, but you can never have too much lube. When he entered this time, he went in with a horizontal fist. The first time, he went in vertically, which aligns with my slit, but I was opened enough that he could let the width of his fist enter through my opening. Again, it was intense, but it felt amazing, and I let out a moan of pleasure. He kept driving his fist deeper and deeper into me. He was moving at a slow but steady pace, and my ass was happily accommodating him. He stopped when he reached the bend into my colon, since his fist wouldn’t slide into that narrower channel. Then he started to fuck me with his fist. Back and forth he moved, twisting his fist as he went. He was giving me a true fist fucking and I was loving it. After a bit of this, he stopped with his hand deep inside me and told me to do some poppers. I grabbed the bottle and did two quick snorts, anticipating what was to come. As the fumes hit my brain, I could feel my ass open even more. With a deep guttural growl of appreciation, he started his movements again. This time, it was magic! He was moving his fist back and forth inside me and I reached down to spread my ass open for his violation. I pulled my cheeks apart to give him the best access to power fuck my ass with his fist. We were both making animal noises as he worked my hole over with his hand. Intensity at this level can only last so long, and we both realized that we needed to slow down and take it easy. He buried his paw in my ass and then told me that he was going to pull out. He took it nice and slow, letting my ass feel the hand that had just violated me so deeply and profoundly. I don’t think I’d ever experienced the kind of sensations that he had generated in me, and I was grateful for his effort. Once he was out, he stood up, walked to the head of the sling, and put his lips on mine. After we kissed, he told me how much he appreciated me and my skills. It was a thrill to know this was as unique an experience for him as it was for me. I was laying in the sling with my gaping ass open for everyone to see. I put my arms behind my head, enjoying that heady aroma of my sweaty pits. As I was resting there, Alex suggested that I get out of the sling for a break. “First, we need to take off the blindfold,” he proclaimed. He removed the fabric, and I slowly opened my eyes. Since I had been in the darkness for so long, they needed some time to adjust, but when they did, I was able to see the other guys in the room for the first time. One guy was tall and medium built, with short light brown hair. His body had a dusting of hair on his chest and legs, but not much elsewhere. His cock was hanging low, with massive balls dangling behind it. I’d put him in his 40s Another guy was shorter and thicker in all ways. He had a barrel chest covered in a sweet pelt of fur. I could see that his hair went over his shoulders, too. His cock was thick and nestled in a nest of dark hair. He, too, had seriously low-hanging balls. You know I wanted to see his ass since I was certain it would be wonderfully hairy. He looked to be mid-50s or a little older. The other guy was also hairy. He had a classic dad bod and looked like he might have been a high school or college athlete. Nice pecs, a big belly, and a nice uncut cock. He was very tall and was probably the oldest one there. I pointed to the first guy and said I thought he was my deep fister. He nodded his agreement. I told the second guy he must have been the one who pounded my hole, and his smile told me that I was right. The last guy hadn’t been inside me yet, but I told him there was still time. Alex helped me out of the sling. After being in there so long, I was a little wobbly (OK, the T might have played a role too), so he walked me over to the bed. I sat down, enjoying the feel of my engorged ass. Then, I picked up the pipe and torch.

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.

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.”

Getting Pozzed by Sam, Part 3 I didn't shower when I got home just so I could keep smelling the sweat and cum from the party. My cock was still sticky from the poz cum that was inside Michael's ass when I fucked him. I was so horny that I decided to jerk off, rubbing that toxic seed into my shaft until I shot my load all over my stomach. The next day, I got a text from Sam. "I'm going back on meds at the end of next month, so if you want me to get you pregnant we'd better get started right away." Reading the text made my cock hard again. I didn't need any more convincing. I wanted to be part of the brotherhood of poz men. I didn't want to mess around with condoms, or worry about getting infected anymore. I wanted to be sexually free like Sam. A week later Sam picked me up and we drove to Sean's house. I couldn't believe what was about to happen. "It's really true, isn't it? I'm gonna be pozzed today, right?," I said to him excitedly. Sam grinned and squeezed my thigh. "Fuck yeah, it's gonna happen. You'll have toxic loads up your ass before you leave that house today. And I've got something in mind to make sure you convert." When we pulled into Sean's driveway, there were already a couple of cars parked outside. Sean, Michael, Pete and Ricky were relaxing in the living room, smoking joints and drinking beer. "Look who's here, guys," shouted Ricky. "A negative hole just ready for breeding." Before I knew it, five guys were on their feet surrounding me. Their hands groped every part of me, unbuttoning my shirt and jeans, tweaking my nipples and jerking my cock. I felt a lubed finger probing my ass. They hustled me into the bedroom and put me in the sling, strapping my feet into the leather loops high above my head. Sam massaged my ass, slipping two fingers inside, then three. "Here's what I meant before about making sure you're gonna convert today," Sam said, pulling an object out of the dresser drawer. "This might hurt a little bit, but it'll be worth it," he smiled. I felt a hard, bristly object penetrate my ass. Sam moved it in and out, scraping the inside of my anus raw. "Fuck, that hurts!" I protested. Sam ignored me, rubbing the bristles harder against the sides of my hole. After a few minutes he pulled the object out, grinned and held it up for me to see. It was a toothbrush, and I could see my blood on it. "Now you're ready, Rob," he said, slapping his cock against my sore asshole. "My poz babies will be swimming inside you in no time." Sam plunged his dick deep into me. The other guys stood around us, shouting encouragement as Sam began fucking me. My cock was rock-hard and dripping pre-cum from the excitement. Sam wrapped his sweaty hand around my dick and jacked it hard as he pounded my ass. I could feel my orgasm approaching as Sam's cock banged against my prostate. I wanted to hold off so that we could shoot our loads together, but I didn't need to worry about that. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming," he shouted, ramming his cock in and out faster and faster. That triggered me. As Sam sprayed his toxic seed into my bloody hole, my own cock erupted. We both groaned as he lunged forward, his chest sliding into the pool of cum I had just deposited all over my stomach. When we kissed I could feel my hole tightening around his cock, milking every drop out of him. Sam eased his dick out of my ass and offered it to me. It tasted of cum and blood and lube. I licked it and sucked it until I felt another hard cock entering my bloody anus. It was Sean, and he was so turned on that he shot his poz load into me after just a few thrusts. Sean was followed by Ricky, Pete and Michael. My wounded hole was twitching and burning as each man forced his way into me, depositing his load of toxic seed. Just when I thought my breeding was complete, Sam returned and fucked me a second time. It took a little longer this time, but I soon felt his cock spasm deep in my hole again. Every one of my gift givers collapsed on the king-sized bed, leaving me hanging in the sling, exhausted from my breeding. I reached down and fingered my hole, feeling the seed leaking from my ass, then licking my finger clean. "Don't waste any of that precious poz cum," said Sam as he pulled a butt plug out of the drawer and shoved it inside me. "This will keep those babies safe inside you while you convert. "Happy Birthday, baby," grinned Sam, slipping his tongue into my mouth. I hung in that sling for a long time, feeling contented as the seed worked its way into my body, making me one of the tribe. I was part of the club at last. THE END

I was at the park yesterday and a Hispanic guy wanted to play. He said first that he was big like 9” and then said he came a lot. Two things I hear a lot from men that rarely rings true. He was accurate on both counts. His dick was nice and thick. He also came and left it in a little longer than normal. I asked if he had cum and he said yeah but I cum a lot and he wanted to make sure I had it all. I never noticed anything different on my car ride home but when I aborted at home it was ALOT of cum. I would never thought a little sickly looking guy could have that much in him. Very pleased.

I know I have at the baths and adult book stores. The normal greeting for a bottom to top is to suck the tops dick. Most tops sample lots of pussy before they breed. Because of this it’s usually left up to the bottom to clean the top prior to breeding. I have also been in group play where multiple bottoms are getting used at a time. We all have to trust each other that we are clean. It’s all part of being a bottom.

I'll take any cock in my holes, regardless where they were before. Love tasting ass juices or cum on cocks when I suck them. also, being below a bottoms hole as he's getting fucked and the top just slides his cock from his hole straight to my open mouth 🤤

Butter or olive oil are amazing

Got 3 large loads after a great morning playing with @Falls727! He really knows how to work a hole and I lost track of how many anal orgasms he gave me! Can’t wait to do it again!

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!

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.

Chapter 2 – Guy number 1 In the first chapter, I tell about an evening with my buddy Alex. He told me that he had a special night planned for me and that I should prepare for a long and hard workout on my ass. We blew some clouds, then he put me in the sling, locking my feet into the stirrups and putting a blindfold over my eyes. Before he fisted me, he gave me a nice bump. I’ve been enjoying his work, but he left the room, and I’m pluggedd and in the sling. I kept flexing my ass muscles to play with the plug in my ass. It was deep inside me and gave me a nice stretch, so I enjoyed the sensations while I was alone. I found that I was able to reach down and play with the plug with my untethered hands, so I was twisting it around and pulling it partway out to really stretch my hole. Alex returned and took a few more pics with the plug stretching my hole. “I’m sending these to some of the guys who are coming over. This’ll let them know how much of a pig you are”. He was working the apps since I could hear the telltale notifications going off. While he was on his phone, I was working the plug around in my ass. At one point, I pulled it out and shoved it back in, which prompted a groan from me. That must have gotten Alex’s attention. “Piggy’s ass is hungry tonight”, he purred. “You fucking know it is”, I responded. “Maybe something new should go in there”, he said. He picked out a new dildo for my ass. “This one is thicker and longer. I can fuck you with this for a long time.” He pulled out the plug and started to insert the toy into my waiting hole. This was a thick one, and I felt an intense stretch as he slowly pushed it into me. I reached down and spread my ass wider for him to make the entry easier. “Do some poppers. The knot is ready to go in”, he commanded. I opened the bottle and took a few good snorts. Alex was twisting the toy around inside my ass, letting it rub against my inner walls. He waited while I capped the bottle and lay back in the sling. “Push out, pig. It’ll make this easier.” I pushed out as Alex pushed in. I felt the knot at my hole, then my ass opened up to swallow the bulge. It felt fucking incredible inside me. That was when I noticed the slight burn, telling me he was using laced lube. Between the smoking and bumping, plus this new introduction, I was spinning beyond belief. Once the knot was settled in my ass, Alex started to rotate the toy inside me, adding in small in and out motions as well. I was writhing in pleasure as the toy stroked over my ass. Next, he pulled it back, so the knot was just inside me. Alex knows how much I like a good stretch at my hole, and he was giving that to me now. He twisted and turned the dildo around, letting that knot traverse all the muscles of my ring. The feeling of fullness was intense, and I was in pig heaven. He played like that for a while, then we heard his doorbell ring. He shoved the toy in all the way and told me to keep it inside me while he answered the door. I did as he commanded and held the dildo in place, turning it around inside me. I heard Alex and another guy talking in the hallway. The other voice was not one I recognized and it was exciting to know that another guy was about to walk in on me while this massive toy plugged my ass. “Damn, this hole is even better in person”, I heard. Alex chuckled and said, “Do whatever you want with it. He’s just a hole.” My ass throbbed in response to this. “First, we gotta get you spun”, said Alex. I heard the click of the torch, then smelled the pungent smoke as it was building up in the pipe. Someone took a hit, and I could tell they passed the pipe back and forth. One of them came over and put his mouth over mine. I instinctively opened up, and we shotgunned some clouds back and forth. “This one’s all yours”, the other guy said. He clicked the torch, melted the crystals, then held the glass cock to my lips. I sucked as much of the smoke as I could and held it in my lungs. When I exhaled, I’m sure there was a huge cloud. “Again”, he demanded. I happily complied. After three hits, I was flying high. The new guy took his time getting settled in, but I could hear him and Alex rustling around as they smoked some more. The new guy asked about my limits and Alex told him that I wasn’t up for blood, shit, or extreme pain, but pretty much everything else was fair game. “Niiiice”, he commented. All this time, the knot dildo was embedded in my ass. I was turning it and pulling it back and forth to keep the lube active. The new guy must have noticed because he commented on how hot it was that I couldn’t keep my hands away from my ass. I chuckled at that and suggested that he get his hand in my ass. He seemed to agree because my hand was pushed away, and another hand took over control of the toy. He was twisting it around in my ass and pulling it back and forth but never taking it too far back. We played like this for a while, with me moaning in pleasure and him increasing the speed of his movements and getting the toy further out of my ass. He pulled it back more than he ever had, and the knot popped out of my hole. “Fuck, I didn’t know you had all of that inside you”, he exclaimed. With that, he pushed it back in deep and then pulled it out, using the knot to stretch my hole. He kept it from popping out this time before plunging it back in. He asked Alex to hold the toy while he lubed up his hands. Alex used one hand to control the toy and tweaked my nipples with the other. “You’re gonna love these hands”, he told me. “He’s an amazing top.” “Pull it out”, the other guy said. Alex pulled the toy out, and I immediately felt the new guy’s hand at my hole, preparing for the entrance. He slowly slid his hand into my ass. Even though his hand must have been folded in a duck position, he kept expanding his fingers out, giving me a great stretch. When he found my prostate, he paused there and used his fingers to tickle my gland. I responded with a groan and my cock responded by pumping out some precum. The new guy chuckled, and someone took my cock into their mouth, enjoying my sweet fluid. Now, he pushed past my prostate and started to go deeper into my ass. His arm would still rub against my sensitive gland, but it was clear that he wanted to go well past that point. He was in pretty deep when he stopped his insertion. He was flexing his fingers around inside me, probing my depths. I love that feeling and was pulsing my ass in appreciation. He was feeling around inside me just before my second hole. His fingers were teasing me, letting me know that his pleasure was in giving me pleasure. “Do some poppers, pig. I’m ready to go deeper.” I opened the brown bottle and took a few deep inhales, holding the last one. Once he knew that the chemicals had taken effect, he started to probe deeper into my bowels. He used his fingers to crawl forward through my ass. With the poppers and the T, my ass was open and ready, and he was taking full advantage of it. He kept moving forward in small increments until I felt the crook of his arm at my hole. Fuck me, he had his entire forearm embedded in my ass! I’d only gotten this deep a few times, and it was usually after extended play. Here was a guy who had only been working my ass for a (relatively) short time, and he was deep inside me. “Get some pics of this to send to the other guys”, he suggested. Alex snapped a few shots, as evidenced by the click of the camera app. “Oh yeah, these will work well”, he said appreciatively. “I’ll send them out.” The new guy was moving back and forth in slow, deliberate motions. Sometimes, he’d keep his hand all the way past my second hole, and other times he’d pull back to reenter through that sweet spot. One time when he pulled back pretty far, I heard him squirt more lube on his arm. That told me that he planned to stay in my ass for a good, long time. I was ready for that. While he was plunging his forearm into my ass, the doorbell rang again. “Go ahead. I’ll just get fisting this pig”. I heard Alex leave the room to answer the door. The other guy kept his arm inside me, moving it around a little more aggressively now. I guess he wanted to give the new guy a good show when he walked in. I had absolutely no complaints as he was working my ass over like a pro. “Fuuuck”, the next new guy said when he entered the room. “Yeah, this’ll be awesome”, said another new guy. There were now five of us, with me as the designated hole. This was going to be wild!

Nothing gets me harder than a young man wearing black military boots and a regulation jockstrap. I’ll be balls-deep in his hole in seconds.

Well put @nanana. The dreaded ⬇️ seems to come out and be wielded like knives when someone 'disagrees' or 'doesn't like' a post, regardless of merit or facts or the illustration of a position. I've already accepted that I'll post a position and cite data and if almost on queue, someone will emerge from the woodwork to downvote it rather than do something like state 'Here's why I disagree with your assertion'. Certain people will be reasonable. Others will be passive/aggressive. It's why we are so divided even within the more parochial LGBTQIA++ community. I picked this post out as an example that there is common ground on which many of us can agree. Biden did come out as an ally where Obama was politically posturing. I commend him for that. Just like I commend him for pushing for the funding for the Hudson River tunnels, improvements to rail in the Northeast corridor, and other commitments that were made at a federal level that people like Chris Christie and Donald Trump dismissed or ignored when they were clearly needed. And I think you'll find that most people don't harbor ill-will toward same sex couples. Our Presidents are imperfect. Our popes are imperfect, People in general are highly flawed, it's a very imperfect world and we're all human.

I'm not sure "distasteful" is the right word, at least for me. I believe anyone on the continents of North and South America can rightly call themselves "American". That they don't is up to each of us. "United States" I believe is more descriptive. BUT, none of this truly matters all that much. Whatever anyone chooses a simple question or two might clarify.

Being just a hole, is a good fucking thing!

I love this story. These lines from part one always make me leak pre: “No words had been exchanged. No connection made, just a bare cock up inside me which was about to spurt without regard to the consequences.” Thanks so much @Slipitupme

So fucking hot!! There's something so special to knowing you, as a bttm, don't have a chance against a dominant man.. Actually, it's the opposite: you want to be taken under control. Pleasuring a dom in whatever way he wants - it's your wish, your goal. His act of dumping a load into you is the reason you're on this earth - you thrive on being submissive. And it's heavenly to know you can service a dominant man, even if it's just for a couple of minutes.

I don't approve of Pope Leone, so there! 🤣🤣🤣

Very new to fisting. In fact it happened for the first time this past weekend. It was completely unexpected and I was a little panicked the first time, but I took it like a pro actually. The person who fisted me was actually shocked when they heard it was my first fist. I think that my toys really helped me get there. I was unsure about my feelings on the experience at first, but by the end of the day, I knew I wanted to be fisted again soon (i hope). I was asked if it was ever a fantasy of mine and I didn’t think it was at first, but on reflection, I do remember wanting to attempt it years ago.

I’ve used butter, lard, cooking oil, crisco, and mayo as lube before. I mean, when a hole is begging to be bred and you are in need a lube, anything goes. Desperate times call for desperate measures. That hole needs to be fucked, I’ll use anything.

[think before following links] https://thisvid.com/videos/white-boy-in-a-bronx-motel/

I have. It scares the hell out of me to say it here where other people can read it, but yes, my biological son, my Mini-Me as he was eventually called, has sucked my cock and drank my fluids from it. Often. I've only told one person, and he's only told one other person about the things we've done, but I've contemplated telling our story here, if for no other reason than the relief of telling someone. I have started typing many times, only to chicken out and delete everything. I have felt many things about it over the years, including guilt, but mostly it has been a beautiful experience, made us closer, and developed an intense bond between us. I still feel a twinge of guilt about my actions in the beginning, sometimes wondering if I inadvertently groomed him, but over the years that has diminished, I guess from all the intimate moments we've shared, as well as him expressing his take on it. We have talked about it from time to time and he says he feels no guilt, regret, or shame whatsoever. He loves what we do, loves me, but understands how damaging it could be if our family ever discovered our truth. We both do. It's a refreshing relief and rather comforting to see that other men have had similar experiences.

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.

It has to be at a gay cruise spot. Not knowing anything about the stud that has you inpailed on his hard bare cock. Either on all 4ers or legs over his shoulders as getting used as a cumdump. X x

Simon pulled out and I felt hot sperm trickle over my balls. He scooped it up with his finger and stuck it in me, then got off the bench. "All yours," he said to the old man. "See you later." He climbed the steps and disappeared. As he went, I saw the biohazard sign on his left buttock and shuddered with fear and loathing, but the old man took a snort of poppers and stuck them under my nose. I sniffed and felt the fear wash away to be replaced with luxurious sexual feeling. "Come on," he said. "Lets go and put you in the sling." He helped me off the bench, smearing the cum leaking from my hole over my bottom. We went around the screen wall into the fetid darkness. After a few moments, my questing hand felt a chain and then a leather seat. He helped me lie back into it, raised my legs and put my feet in the stirrups. I couldn't see him in the darkness. "My..my name's Ian." I said, feeling nervous and needing to make some kind of connection with him. After all, I was about to take his toxic seed. "Yeah? So what." He grunted. With that, I felt his cock probe me, the metal prince Albert cool and hard in the tip. He pushed harder and opened me up. "Oh yeah!" He gasped and then his cock slid right up inside until his belly was against my balls. " Don't...don't ...oof...care who you are. "He grunted. "Just a pig taking my poz cum...ahhh " Suddenly, I saw a flickering light and heard someone coming. A man round the screen carrying a torch and a bucket. He was one of the guys behend the counter upstairs. He flicked the light over us and said "Just cleaning up. Don't mind me. Seen it all before." I was embarrassed but the old man continued to fuck me as the guy picked up a couple of used condoms and put them in the bucket. He came over and watched us for a moment, noticing the bare cock fucking me in the light from his torch. "Sleazy fucker, eh?" He took out one of the condoms. I could see the tip was filled with yellowy cum. He pointed at the old man's cock and raised an eyebrow. The old man grinned and nodded and pulled his cock out half way. To my horror and disgust, he tipped the condom and poured the contents over the man's cock then laughed as it was shoved back into me. "Nice one!" He said, taking the bottle of poppers and making me sniff. I sagged in lust. Had I just had spunk from a dirty condom put in me? What was I doing! But I felt soooo filthy. "Open up." He said, producing the other condom. I didn't know what he meant until he turned my head, squeezed my mouth open and poured the content into it. "Ahh! ..What...ooh no! I gasped and gurgled as the cold sperm filled my mouth. More poppers and my mind gave way. I was just a pig and that was my fate. ""Swallow" He breathed and I could only do as I was told, closing my lips and swallowing as the old man grunted with pleasure and I felt his cock harden and throb as he came in me. "There you go!" Laughed the man with the torch. "Back to work!" He left and we were plunged into darkness. I Felt the cock slide out of me and the old man left without a word. I hung there in the darkness, naked, covered in cum, ashamed and yet calm. I had taken three poz loads and swallowed spunk from a condom. I felt used but the shame gave way to acceptance and I had finally become the pig I belonged.. " "I

Some of Them Want to Abuse You My name is Joey Powell, and let me tell you about my life. I was a graduate student at UCLA five years ago. I had just married my high school sweetheart, she had just given birth to our first son and I was working as an assistant pharmacist at our local CVS. Life was good, I was on track for my masters, better job, better money, more stability… everything anyone could ask for. And then one night I saw two cops kill a guy in the parking lot. I was just getting out of work and they had been questioning a couple of guys who had been parked there all night. As I got into my car I saw one of them fire three rounds into the car, if the passengers weren’t dead they soon would be. I freaked out, rushed home as fast as I could, hoping they didn’t catch my license plate. I had hoped in vain. Two days later the police showed up at my house on a report of child porn. They searched my computer and found files and files… The two cops I saw in the parking lot watched as I was handcuffed and put in the squad car. The younger one testified against me, saying he had communicated with me on a message board where I asked for pictures of his young son. No one listened to my story about the shooting, I was convicted and sent up for five years. I flunked out of college, my wife, who believed the cops, left me, took my son, within a month I went from having the dream life to being Jose’s bitch. Jose being my new cellmate. I spent five years being used and abused by most of the guys in my cell block. I looked up the cops, the older one was killed in a shootout a year into my sentence, but the young one…the young one lived a charmed life. His name was Kevin White and he was had been the youngest guy to be made detective in the LAPD. He had been a high school jock, married and had a son with his high school sweetheart at 17, joined the Marines, got out, became a cop…and then ruined my life. As I sat in prison I saw his son become a local sports hero, making the varsity baseball team by 16. I had planned on teaching my son to throw a ball, now I would be lucky if I ever got a photograph of him again. There was a small local news piece on the two of them winning a father-and-son bodybuilder contest, the two of them looking more like siblings than anything else. They looked happy, arm around his son’s shoulders…time in here had made me more than appreciative of a man’s body and I could see they were both studs. It was at this moment, this image, that I began to plan. Finding out where he lived wasn’t hard in this day and age and his kid was a popular jock with social media out of the wazoo. He was a little stud, the kind of kid I would have loved my son to be like, from there I found his mom’s Facebook and from there I began to cyberstalk them. The wife worked for a marketing firm, traveled a lot, nice looking woman, but then Kevin was hot as fuck, so I wasn’t surprised he had scored a babe. The more I watched them, the more I wanted to do something. I began to count the days of my release, making my plans the whole time. Being a college graduate in prison is a rare thing and I had made some connections doing things like taxes for their spouses and explaining legalese to the dimmer guys. So I had a lot of connections on the outside that started doing some groundwork for me. Some gang guys got me a lot of pics of their place, looks like son and dad had a little gym in their garage and liked to work out together. It looked nice, I would have liked something like that with my son. The wife did a lot of traveling, cabs and Uber came and went at least once a month. Slowly a routine presented itself, and where there is a routine, there can be a plan. I spent all my free time working out, in prison there wasn’t much else to do and I had a lot of anger to work out. I went from a normal, college guy to jacked in the years I was there. I went from being fucked every night to fucking guys myself, my attitude changed, my personality, everything. I evolved into something else. I still looked like the same, clueless guy that had been thrown in here though, so my parole meeting went well and four years, 10 months to the day, I walked out a free man. The gang whose leader I had helped inside had some people waiting for me when I walked out. They had a place where I could crash and had collected the rest of the things for my plan. See what I had learned inside was this. There was a pretty large number of corrupt cops in the force, Kevin’s partner had been one and brought him into the fold pretty quickly. More than a few guys inside had been busted by these guys, and they were just looking for a way to get back at them for what they had set them up for as well. Basically, this had gone from me wanting revenge to a group project with investors. I cased the place, walking past their house a few times a week so I could see things for myself. His son was magnificent, my god what a stud! Nearly six feet tall, toned, smooth, huge arms and ass from baseball…as I watched him lift in the garage I felt my cock stir. I wanted that kid badly. A couple of days later I saw Kevin and was struck by twin impulses of lust and fury. He had gotten much better looking, filled out a lot, big motherfucker, huge tree trunk legs, massive guns, and damn…he no longer looked like a fresh-faced rookie. This was a fucking DILF…all the way. They were lifting and I watched as he did squats…and knew after all this was done…I was going to have that ass. I watched them for two weeks before I was ready to strike. According to the wife’s Facebook, she was heading out of town this Thursday, which would give me a whole weekend with them without anyone knowing what was going on. Kevin usually took the weekends off, which meant after Friday night, no one would be expecting them anywhere until Monday. Plenty of time. The kid got home from practice around 4 in the afternoon on Fridays, Kevin got off at 6, I had a two-hour window to get things set up. The gang members wanted to help but they lived in a real high-class neighborhood and a bunch of strangers showing up would just draw attention. Since I had not gotten any ink on the inside, I still looked like a nice, young man so when I jogged the neighborhood no one looked at me twice. The gang members couldn’t say the same. That Friday I had a lifting tank, short shorts with no underwear, and a pair of white kicks on when I jogged by the house. The kid was already out there lifting, looking like a fucking snack. I had worked up a decent sweat by the time I got there and paused on the sidewalk and looked in. He paused his pump and looked at me questioningly. “You’re Baxter White right?” He smiled and nodded. “Man, I saw you on the news! Dude…” I walked up and held out my fist for him to bump, “You look swoll.” I could see the compliments were hitting home and he said, “You too man, looking good, what’s your name?” “Adam,” I lied, “This is a nice setup,” I said looking at the equipment." “Yeah my dad is serious, you wanna lift?” “Really?” He nodded. “Fuck yeah man, let’s do it.” We began to work out, the whole time I was checking this little stud out. It was an hour before his dad got home and I asked if there was a bathroom I could use. He nodded and we walked into the house as he showed me where it was. I took a rag out of my pocket and shoved it over his face from behind. He struggled twice and then slumped into my arms… Part one, check. Kevin came home after six, he called out for Baxter but got no response. He went upstairs to check the kid’s room, opened the door, and froze… His son’s arms and legs were tied to the corners of his bed, rag in mouth, completely naked. “Bax!” he cried, rushing into the room to untie him. He got two steps before I put the rag over his mouth and watched him slowly fall to the floor, his son screaming into the gag the whole time. As the cop who ruined my life fell unconscious to the ground I knew, I had done it. It was time. Kevin White I slowly woke up and had no idea where I was. My head was thick and my vision was blurry. As I came to I realized, I was in trouble. This was my garage, but a lot of the gym equipment was moved around…and someone was on the weight bench. I blinked a few times and I saw it was Baxter! He tied down on the weight bench naked…a gag in his mouth. I tried to move and realized I was tied to a chair as well! What the fuck? Someone else was in here with us! I looked and this jacked guy was leaning against the far wall, just watching me. “Who the fuck are you?” I growl, trying my best to intimate him. He chuckles and shakes his head, “See that’s cold. I’ve spent the last five years thinking of nothing but you and you…you don’t even recognize me.” Who was this fuck? Why was it so hot in here? I was sweating like a fucking pig… “I’m a police officer, you picked the wrong house to break into.” He laughed, “Kevin, what kind of detective are you? I know who the fuck you are, I know exactly who you are. This isn’t some random robbery, I’m not just some thug…you took my life away from me and I’m here to replay the favor.” He walked towards me and Jesus he was ripped…who was this guy? “Nothing?” he asked, “Man, how many people have you sent to jail on bullshit charges?” My head was so fucked up…but as he came into the light he looked familiar. Sent to jail? Oh shit. “Joey?” His smile became predatory, “Welcome to the conversation.” Fuck, this was the guy we planted child porn on to discredit him from telling people what he saw us do. Shit it’s been five years, he just got out…fuckfuckfuck. “Look Joey…” I began to ask and he held up a hand. “I’m gonna stop you right there. It’s like this, if you don’t know a magic word that can give me back the life you took from me then there is literally nothing I want to hear from you. So save the explanations, sorry, the threats, everything. Don’t say another word or I will start cutting things off.” He held up a set of wicked-looking wire cutters. “You got it? Shut the fuck up.” I nodded quickly, both Baxter and I were fucking naked, I couldn’t have this guy getting worked up. “So this is the game, I am going to tell you to do something, and you’re going to do it. No argument, no denial, nothing. You push back and I start cutting. A finger, a toe, maybe a tongue, I really can’t tell you, but it’s simple. I say, you do, everyone keeps their shit. Got it?” I nodded, feeling a little dizzy when I did, what the hell was wrong with me? “Great, so let’s get your untied,” he cut the bond and I jumped up and swung at him. And fell forward to the floor, my head spinning. His foot pressed against my back, “That’s your one freebie, I can’t blame you for trying, try again and I start cutting. Do you need an example to see I’m not fucking around?” I shook my head, feeling like I was half drunk. “Great crawl over to your boy…all fours…come on.” I had to do as he said, I slowly crawled over to the weight bench, Baxter had his arms stretched over his head, he was sweaty and his cock was rock hard! I had never seen my boy naked and hard before,…I was so proud he had inherited my cock. What the hell? I shook my head as I got closer…why was I so unfocused? He grabbed the back of my hair and dragged me up to the weight bench, eye to eye with Baxter’s dick. “You have a fine-looking kid here, I mean look at that cock…that’s a handful.” He was right, I had a huge cock, a source of pride for me all my life and my boy got the same dick. He was easily over right inches, he be more than nine like mine in a year or two. I’m sure he pulled down major pussy as I had at his age. “Come on Kevin, take hold of it…grab your boy’s cock.” I looked up at him and say he was serious, sighing I reached out and took hold of my son’s cock…it was so warm! He was thick, it was like holding my own cock… “Give it a stroke…come on dad…show him some love.” I slowly started to stroke his cock, my brain was so fogged…I couldn’t think…but it was a big dick…like my own… Baxter whimpered through the gag, looking down at me as I held his cock. Joey reached over and took the gag out of his mouth and Baxter gasped, “D-dad…what are you doing?” “Daddy is gonna make you feel good kid…” Joey answered for me, “Just sit back and enjoy it.” “Fuck off freak!” he raged and I felt a pang of fear for my son. “Your boy is worked up…let’s calm him down,” he told me, “Why don’t you take a lick?” I looked up with desperate eyes and saw he was waiting for me to argue, he wanted to cut something off! I slowly moved towards Baxter’s cock. “D-dad! Dad! Don’t…don’t…!” I liked the head of his dick and he gasped and let out a loud moan. I swirled my tongue around his head, I’d never touched another man’s dick before so this was all new to me. It was warm and I could taste his sweat as I slowly licked… “Oh god…” Baxter panted as he threw his head back, “Please dad…please stop…” Joey’s mouth was on my ear, “Keep going dad, or you’ll have a daughter in one snip…” I took hold of my son’s cock and began to lick down his thick shaft, I could feel him shake as he felt his father’s tongue move down his length. He moaned again as I moved back up, he really did have a great cock. I imagined all the pussy he had tagged with this and felt myself get a little turned on. What the hell… “Come on daddy…suck your boy’s cock…” I moved over to his head and slowly slipped my mouth over it, hearing Baxter's whimper turned me on again and I was losing control… “Cover your teeth,” Joey instructed, “Make sure you’re using your tongue…” I did as he said and Baxter began to moan louder as he protested, “Dad…don’t please…oh god dad…fuck…” he said as his head slammed back against the weight bench, trying to deny the pleasure I was bringing him. “Yeah feel him squirm under you? Listen to how much you’re turning him on…” His words were like a fucking parasite, burrowing into my brain, taking root…it was hot to hear my boy moan. I was getting off on it…my cock was hard as a rock and as I worked his cock with my tongue I felt myself start to get into it. “Come on daddy,” Joey said pushing my head down onto his cock, “Don’t hold back.” “DAD!” Baxter yelled as he felt me start to gag on his cock, I had his whole length in my mouth and I could feel his hips start to push up automatically. I could taste his precum leak from his tip as I let my son facefuck me with his fucking thick-ass jock dick. “Dad…oh god dad I’m sorry…” he said as he thrust up, gagging me each time as he started to really shove his cock into my mouth. “Yeah fuck your dad’s face…come on punk…get it!” Joey raged. His words seemed to spur Baxter on and he stopped pleading and really thrust his cock up, “Yeah…fuck yeah…” he moaned as I gagged. I held his hips as I let him fuck my mouth, his body was so smooth, so strong…with a fine sheen of sweat he glistened like a young god…how had I never seen how hot he was? Or had I…and just denied it? Joey grabbed my hair and literally pulled me off Baxter’s cock, my tongue fell from my mouth as I looked confused as to what happened. Baxter looked up, cock dripping with my spit, confused, so close to cumming… “Let’s not get ahead of ourselves,” Joey said, “You can’t just suck his dick, what about his balls?” He shoved my face down and I was face to face with Baxter’s bull-sized balls. They were shaved, smooth as a baby’s ass…I felt my head pushed once and I slowly began to lap at them with the tip of my tongue. “Oh fuck dad…” he sighed as he felt me slowly begin to worship his oversized balls. He squirmed as I moved from one to the other, finally taking one into my mouth and rolling it around, “Oh shit…yeah fuck…dad…” he cried out as I began to go to town. “Yeah work those baby makers,” Joey whispered, “Don’t be afraid to go lower…” I played with my son’s balls for a bit, making him babble and beg for more…and then licked under his sac, causing him to pause for a moment as his dad’s tongue touched him where no one had before. I had a whore in Singapore do this to me on leave, I began to lick at his scrotum, the sensitive area caused him to squeal in joy. I spread my boy’s legs wide as I began to gnaw on the area lightly, I remember when this was done on me it felt like fucking nirvana. Sure enough, I see his toes curl as he spreads his legs even wider and he lets out a gasping, “Daddy…” The word sends me into a frenzy as I gnaw and tease his taint, his whole body shakes as I hear him cry out in ecstasy. I move to start jacking myself off under the weight bench but Joey stops me, “Nope, not yet.” Instead, I grab my son’s hard, muscular buns and pry them open as I go lower…I am desperate now to bring him pleasure…the more he moans the more I am turned on. My brain is on fire…I didn’t care about anything anymore except getting my boy off. Spreading his muscle apart I see his tiny little jock hole and I am stricken for a moment, what was I doing? “Snip, snip daddy…” Joey said behind me and I knew, I didn’t have a choice. I leaned in and licked around his hole and the reaction was instant. “DAD! OH GOD PLEASE…NOT THERE! PLEASE DADDY…NO…NO!!” He screamed as I pushed into him, his hole giving way to his dad’s tongue…he was too tight…so warm…I could hear him sob as I slowly began to lick his hole…violating him in his most private spot…the one place no man wants to be violated. “Oh god…oh god…” he chanted as I felt me push into him, I had been eaten out a few times in my life and I knew how disturbing it felt at first, and how quickly it became addicting. No straight guy wants to admit he likes his ass being played with but once a tongue got up in there…all bets were off. After about a minute he let out a low, “Shittt…” and I felt his hole open completely as I pushed all; the way into him, “Dad…fuck…oh dad…” he whimpered as he Once inside I knew he had surrendered, I ass relaxed, his legs were split wide, I wasn’t pushing them open anymore, he had them spread by himself…for a moment I was reminded his mom was the same way when I ate her out and I felt another surge of lust move through me as I began to tongue fuck him mercilessly. “Dad…dad…dad…” he was panting as I pushed in and out of his quivering hole, I was losing it again, his moans were turning me on more and more… “Yeah lick your boy’s pussy,” Joey whispered, "Work that jock cunt…listen to him whine…he loves it daddy…he loves your tongue. Again his words were killing me, the second he called it a cunt I felt my cock throb as I began to eat him out earnestly. Hearing my son squeal and cry as his virgin ass was slowly pried open by his old man’s tongue…oh god I wanted this…I wanted this bad… “Oh dad…oh god dad…” I heard him beg, he was pushing back onto my mouth now, he had given up, surrendering his jock hole to me. The thought of my super straight jock son giving up his fucking pussy to me was like catnip, I was so turned on now…we were both sweating and my cock was dripping precum on the floor as I kept making my son cry out my name. “Don’t you want to fuck him?” Joey whispered and I felt my mind scream. I pulled off his ass and looked down at him, his muscled body was heaving, he looked up at me with an open mouth, drool sliding down his chin and his cock slapped up against his six-pack. I was trying to see my little boy, my baby…but all I could see was the fucking stud he had become…and how bad I wanted to own him. “Come on Kevin, show your boy how he was made, don’t you want him to see how you fuck?” My mind was scrambled, I needed to fuck something now. My entire body needed to cum and I found my resistance melting under the heat. I knew this was wrong, I knew I shouldn’t want this…but as I got to my feet and slowly stroked my cock looking at my son’s body…I knew I was going to anyway. “You don’t want to hurt him,” Joey whispered to me, “Let’s get you prepped.” He led me up to Baxter’s head, “You sucked him off…only fair right?” I nodded as if in a dream and I moved one leg over the bench, straddling his chest. “Dad?” Baxter asked panicked, “What are you doing?” “Open up for daddy,” Joey said as he grabbed my cock and put it up to my son’s mouth. “Dad?” Baxter pleaded as my cock got closer, “Please don’t…” Joey pushed my cock against his closed mouth and the contact made me shiver…god, I was horny. Joey grabbed his throat and made him gag, when his mouth opened my cock slipped in and I felt my son’s inexperienced mouth surround my cock. “Cover your teeth,” Joey told my son as he pushed my ass forward, my eyes fluttered as I felt my son’s tongue move around my cock, “You feel that?” he asked, “That’s the cock that made you…don’t you think your daddy is big? Big fucking cock huh?” It felt like his words affected him because Baxter;'s tongue became a little more engaged and he began to lick around my head as I face fucked him. My hands gripped the back of his head as I began to pump into his mouth on my own, I didn’t need Joey to spur me on…this felt so fucking good… I heard my son whimpering around my cock as I made him suck my cock, his mouth was extended around my shaft, I was showing my boy what a real cock looked like…and he looked so pretty sucking it…so much like his mom… I heard him gag as I hit the back of his throat and he looked up at me with wide eyes as I slammed my cock into him, I watched his eyes water as he struggled to take my whole length. I loved him so much but the desire to own him, to fucking make him take my load…it was too much. I was losing my mind. I heard him choke as the tip of my cock slid down his throat, god I loved seeing whores choking on my cock. I fucking lived seeing sluts struggle to take my fucking cock…the way they pleaded, begged for air as I slammed harder and harder…I fucking… “Hold up Kev,” Joey’s voice came from nowhere, “Don’t forget his ass…” He was right! I did want to fuck him, feeling that tight, jock hole grip my cock… I slid my dick from his mouth and he began coughing as I moved down the the other side of the bench. “Dad…please…” he said miserably but who this little stud was kept slipping from my mind. He had a tight fucking body and I wanted to show this punk who was boss…make that muscled body shiver around my cock… I pushed his legs open and he began to panic. “Dad! Please…please don’t fuck me…please daddy…” I loved it when they called me daddy. I felt my head push against his hole and he closed his eyes and whimpered, “Dad…” He tried to tighten it up but with all the spit and the exhaustion, I forced my way in with a loud groan from him. “DADDD…” he said and then gasped when my head popped in him, “Oh god…dad…please…you’re in me!” And he was my little boy…and was scared…as I slowly pushed in I said, “Shh…just relax…it’s ok…daddy’s got you…” FUCK he was so tight! It was like an oven up in his ass, my cock was gripped with a velvet vice and I growled as I kept going… “Please daddy…no…oh god…please don’t fuck me…you’re too big! FUCK!” Jesus this kid had to be a virgin! Fucking jock virgin hole all mine…and fuck yeah keep calling me daddy…fucking slut…fucking begging faggot slut… I had nine inches of fucking marine cock to feed this jock, he had six and I could hear him moaning like a fucking stuck pig… virgin's asses always took time to adjust and with a slab of meat like mine, it hurt in the meantime. As I kept pushing I looked over at…the guy…whoever he was, “Can you shut him up?” He was holding up my phone, filming me rail this slut. He nodded and reached into his pocket and tossed me a small bottle. He indicated I should put it under the kid’s nose and went back to filming. I opened it and fuck it stank, it was poppers! Oh, this was perfect, I closed one of the kid’s nostrils and put the bottle under the other, “Inhale.” “D-dad…please…” “INHALE!” I barked and I could feel him jump around my cock, he locked eyes with me and slowly inhaled. I moved it to the other nostril and he did it again. “Good boy,” I said putting the bottle down, “Let’s do this…” I pushed in and the kid's eyes rolled back as he moaned, the poppers hit him and he had no idea what the fuck was going on anymore. I slammed the rest of my cock into him and he grunted as I bottomed out in his jock cunt. Oh god, he felt so good, that muscled ass spasming around my fucking shaft as it adjusted to having a real cock in it. I pulled my cock out slowly and he moaned, thrashing his head back and forth as his drugged-out mind reacted to the feeling…I pushed back in, using his stupor to break his tiny hole quickly. As I fucked him he began to mumble, calling my daddy and some nos… I kept fucking him until his ass gave up the ghost. I plowed him for minutes, watching that muscled body slowly gyrate under me, his abs flexing, his cock slowly hardening again…he was pushing back into my thrusts, still out of it from the poppers. But his body liked it, wanted it…as he slowly came back to reality I was taking all nine inches easily, moaning with each impact. “Dad?” he slurred as I fucked him, “Oh! Dad…dad…ohhhh…” he whined as I slid my cock across his prostate, making his cock fully harden. “Yeah, you like that? You want more?” I asked, holding his thick legs apart, slamming that pussy over and over… “Oh god…dad…dad…!” he cried arching his back, “Ooohhhh…” His cock was smearing precum over his perfect abs, I was struck by my boy’s cock again as I began to really give it to him. My son was whimpering like a whore under me and I watched him push back onto my cock like his mom did when I fucked her. I leaned in, shoving every inch into him and his eyes got wide as I smiled at him, “You like daddy’s cock? You want that?” “Oh dad…fuck…oh please dad…harder…oh fuck me…” “Untie him,” a voice called out and I realized he was still tied up. I undid his arms and he threw them around my shoulders, I pulled him up and he slid down my cock with a loud groan, “Oh daddy…fuck me…fuck me…” I held his waist as he began to ride me, his cock trapped between our abs, his moans spurring us both on. “Take it cunt…take daddy’s cock…beg for it…come on beg…” “FUCK ME DADDY! FUCK ME WITH YOUR COCK!” I was slamming him down onto my cock now, each impact causing a burp of precum to issue from his cock. The little whore’s head was thrown back so I leaned in and started to gnaw on his neck, he squealed as marked him as my whore, he looked down and I loved him so much…my hot, fucking boy… We kissed as I fucked the life out of him. I felt my balls tingle and I broke the kiss, “I’m gonna breed you boy…you want daddy to get you pregnant?” “Oh, daddy…do it…breed me…shoot in me…oh…oh!” I felt my cock pulse as I began to shoot into my boy’s cunt, he felt his daddy’s cum and his own cock went, spraying us both with his hot load. We cried out as we came… our mouths meeting again as our cum smeared itself over our bodies. “Love you daddy…love you…” he said, kissing my face, licking his own load off my cheek. “Love you too…” I said, kissing him back, my cock painting his guts with my seed. We stopped fucking, sitting there, holding each other, covered in sweat and cum, I had never felt so close to my boy before. We began kissing again and after a while I laid him back on the weight bench and made love to him properly. His legs straight up, begging his daddy to fuck him harder. By the time we passed out and came to, Joey was long gone. Baxter wouldn’t look at me as he rushed upstairs, I found my phone and saw the video, of me, fucking my son like there was no tomorrow. Even now I felt my cock pulse watching it, but I had to destroy it. I had to get rid of it before… There were two texts on my phone. One was from an unknown number saying, payback is a bitch The other was from my wife demanding to know what his video was. There was a pounding on the door and I heard the police tell me to open up and I knew… This was the price I paid for screwing him over.

I am a NO limits p3rv seeking others in the same arena. Real and serious here.

You could say that fucking raw is our “bred and butter” 😉

Historum | History Forum [think before following links] https://historum.com Groping the Pope's Goolies This humiliating and bizarre ritual was supposedly a reaction to the ascension of a female pope (Joan, Agnes, John VII, or John VIII depending on source) c.855. Does this ritual still take place? Felix Haemerlein, De Nobilitate et Rusticitate Dialogus (c.1490) It doesn't happen nowadays, and I believe it's controversial whether the practice ever took place at all. The seats with holes in exist, but they are no longer used - why they ever were doesn't seem to be clear. Wikipedia quotes from Jacopo d'Angelo de Scarparia, who was at the coronation of Gregory XII in 1406, who dismisses the idea they were used to verify the Pope's ... as an "insane fable". The Loch Ness Monster, the Yeti, Big Foot, Ghosts, Resurrection are all subjects that have believers & disbelievers & some are extremely fanatical about them but none can actually be proven as fact or fiction & which way a person thinks IS THEIR choice of belief.

Sorry, if I hurt your feelings! I didn't mean to be disrespectful. I just find it utterly ironic that to become the leader of an organisation known for its homophobic policies, a man known for his homophobic remarks has to let another man fondle his testicles...

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.

same thing has happened here in Hawaii .. 2 German girls (late teens or early 20s) going around the world - were stopped by customs/immigration .. they were scheduled to stay here for 4 weeks i believe - no room reservations .. they were detained for 24 hours and told the leave the US .. they were told to leave the US - they opted to fly to Japan. Would this have happened under Biden? I have no way of knowing. But I have seen news reports that it has happened at other entry ports in the US - all under Trump. And there's a big drop in visitors from Canada and Europe now - why? Trump.

Despite all of his flaws, if people think Biden was a terrible president when it came to his treatment of gay people, just wait till Trump starts moving along. You can bet he’ll concentrate on having gay marriage repealed. He’ll get his henchmen from the Supreme Court to do that for him. I admit “Sleepy Joe” made a lot of mistakes and some of his comments were indeed “cringe” worthy, but I don’t believe he was an evil person. Just watch in the coming weeks how Trump and Vance will try and get on the good side of the new Pope and use every tweet he posted over the years and try to convince Americans that the Pope wants all gays sent to some gulag. Pope Leo may not be our friend but Trump and Vance are on a mission, you can count on that.

Curious as to where you got your information that he is a “fierce opponent of same-sex marriage and gender studies in the classroom”. Has he published articles on his opinions? Francis would not approve of same sex marriages but it was known he would not interfere if a priest was willing to “bless” a same sex union.

The answer is to use a VPN. I've been doing this since Louisiana did this a while back. Free ones exist, but even paid ones don't cost much. I use one called Windscribe. VPN makes it appear that you're in another place. Most VPNs have many choices. I'm currently connected to one in Los Angeles. This is another reason why these laws are stupid.

Be careful, exposure is addictive. You start with half a photo, and after a while, you want more and more, pushing further until you end up being fully exposed—with your face, legs spread, open anus, full personal details, and even your ID! What a great cumshots then!

Kind of hard when the consequences of these BS truths can harm other people, like in the case of vaccines. Do specially susceptible people have to die of easily preventable deseases just to respect the alternative truths of some conspiracy theorist? Really?

Chapter 3 Light poured in on Remy's face when he finally awoke, wondering groggily if he either forgot to turn out the lights or close the shades before he passed out last night, early this morning, whatever it was.... It all felt blurry when he tried to think about it and his head hurt. He started to try and get up, but found that he was unable to, he was cuffed to his bed spread eagle! As he started to frantically look around the room, he realized it wasn't actually his apartment either. The air smelled like weed, clove cigarettes, incense, piss, sex..... And something different that he couldn't identify. Wherever he was, a haze of smoke still clung to the air around him. Looking down over his body, his thighs glistened with moisture and a few deep sniffs of the air brought the familiar scent of cum. Was it the cum from last night or more than that? It did feel pretty wet down there for just a few loads... He began to struggle in his restraints when the door opened and a tall figure loomed over him. "Finally awake? I was really hoping that drugging you would be as simple as getting you to do it yourself, but I didn't think you'd take 2 pills!" The man laughed heartily, crossing the room to begin groping Remy's firm breasts with his hand. "It's all good though, turns out that your pussy still grips in your sleep and these are always fun to play with." He squeezed Remy's tits firmly and jiggled them around before slapping each one roughly a few times. "The customers can't get enough of you, especially the married straight ones." Remy froze and tried to process what he just heard, his cheeks flushed red, "What the fuck?! You drugged me? That was a bottle of melatonin and I thought I just had bad insomnia, what did you make me take?!" The man laughed again, reaching into his pocket to pull out a joint. "Oh no sweet cheeks. You drugged yourself. Not me! I merely replaced your melatonin pills with something a little stronger. You did sleep well, no?" "Well..... yeah, but my head is killing me and that's also not the point! How did I get here and what are you doing?" "In a van," he took a long drag of the joint and exhaled a cloud in Remy's direction, "making sure you do what you were supposed to. It's not my fault you decided to take enough pills to knock yourself out for a day before the rest of your visitors got there , and since you said you could barely feel those small cocks anyway, you don't need to be awake for it." That strange smell from earlier was back, causing Remy to cough a bit, turning his head in an attempt to avoid the cloud. "So you're the guy from Twitter then?" He started to look up to try and catch a glimpse of his captor when a hard slapped landed across his cheek, making his head throb hard. "Never said I was, just that I was making you do what you're supposed to. I never said I wasn't either. You know the rules, or are you that fucking dumb of a faggot?" He spit and hit Remy's cheek. "Try that shit again and the next guy may not be as nice." Remy shut his eyes tight, head spinning, trying to focus. Had he really been passed out for a whole day? Was he supposed to be at work? What about his hormones and his PrEP? His blood rushed in his ears and he felt faint. "Ok ok I'm sorry! I'm sorry! You got what you wanted from me right? Are we all done? Can I go now?" Raucous laughter filled the air and the man took a few long drags from the joint, reaching between Remy's legs and sliding a finger deep into his still sopping wet cunt. "You want to go? That's not what your pussy says boy." He curved his finger upward, pressing lightly until he elicited a gasp from Remy's lips. "But if that's what you want, it's your choice." He withdrew his finger and pressed it to Remy's lips. Intoxicated by the smell of his cum filled cunt, Remy licked and sucked the man's finger hungrily, feeling the emptiness inside him begging to be filled, stretched, fucked. He whimpered involuntarily, "I uh.... I mean I need to go home for my medicine. My T and my PrEP." "T? Why didn't you say so sooner? I can help you with that." The man smirked, left the room, and returned with a small toolbox in hand. He seated himself on the bed and tied a blindfold over Remy's eyes. "This will make the whole process easier. You already ask too many questions so just lay back and relax." "And what about my PrEP? I don't know how many guys you just let fuck me while I was out." He grew worried. It seemed way too good to be true for this strange man to just happen to have testosterone available for him, but there also wasn't much else he could do while tied to the bed like this. "Now that I can't help you with sweet cheeks. You see, it's way too late for me. And you really think that stuff is going to help you? You're flirting with fire and you know it." He dipped his finger into a baggy of glistening shards and pressed it against Remy's tight asshole, causing his butthole to clench tight as it began to sting. Remy hissed and winced, unable to do anything about the sudden burning in his hole when something else started to press against it. He felt flushed, warm.... horny, "What about my T, my testosterone? You said you could help!" "You said you needed T and that's what you got, now shut the fuck up and let me in baby boy." He pressed a bottle of poppers to Remy's nose which the boy instinctively huffed deep. He felt the tight hole flutter open and plunged his cock in forcefully, grunting until his pierced cockhead throbbed deep in the warm hole. He reached up and grabbed one of Remy's nipples, pinching, twisting, and tugging it to the rhythm of his cock slamming in and out. Remy couldn't help but moan like a whore. He still felt the hunger from being unsatisfied before he passed out and now it attached itself to this other new hunger with a vengeance. "Ngh! Fuck fuck fuck oh fuck me harder! Please fuck me fuck me fuck me!" The long thick cock felt so goddamn good inside of him. This is what he really wanted. "There's the cock hungry faggot I've heard so much about." He slid his cock out of Remy's asshole and moved up to his dripping wet cunt. "Give me that pussy baby. Fuck that's some good pussy, so filled with cum." His other hand moved to Remy's neck, squeezing lightly, watching his firm titties bouncing wildly with each thrust. "You ready for me to breed you with a poz load and knock you up? I mean. If your 'birth control' fails which I hope it will." The man's words shocked Remy with a jolt of reality... Poz load?! He'd been without PrEP for at least a day. What if that was enough to catch HIV?! But his cunt felt hungrier than ever, he was filled with an adrenaline rush he hadn't experienced since he started birth control as a teenager. He wanted to tell the man to stop, pull out, make him cum in his ass at least since it was a bit less risky that way, but that was not what came out of his mouth at all. "Fuck yeah! Knock me up. Breed my pussy with your poz load! God your cock feels so fucking good. I need your cum inside me so goddamn badly!" He pulled his cock out of Remy's ass and plunged into his asshole for a few strokes before switching back, going back and forth between his holes until his balls tightened. "Take that you fucking faggot! Be my fucking cum dump. I'm gonna fucking knock you up with my seed!" A few more thrusts and thick ropes of cum began jetting from his pierced cockhead into Remy's greedy pussy. He stood up and admired his handiwork, a nice dribble of cum leaked from the sopping wet fuckhole. He whipped his camera out and took a few photos. Another man walked in and looked over the scene before him, "What the fuck man? You're not supposed to knock him up yet! Get out of here." He went to each of Remy's limbs and removed the restraints, but kept the blindfold on. "Don't take that off yet. I'm going to leave the room then you can get your clothes and go home. Take your PrEP boy. Don't let that man talk nonsense into your head like that." Remy waited for the door to shut behind the man then hastily threw his clothes on, exiting quickly to figure out where the fuck he was and how the fuck to get home. A car pulled up. Whoever had taken him was oddly kind enough to provide an uber ride home. He got home and took his PrEP before even setting his things down, showered then applied his hormone gel, laying naked on the bed attempting to process whatever the fuck just happened. What in the world had he gotten himself into. He felt panicked, but also, super aroused. Back at the penthouse was a different story. "You almost cost us alot of money you know that!" A large bear of a man finished his beer then spit, almost hitting the other man's shoe on purpose. "He'll be fine Mike. It's just one measley day without his 'birth control'. Pussy grips better when you scare them a little. You know that." Besides, that little fucker took almost no convincing to start begging for my poz cum!" Mike sighed deeply, chasing his downed beer with a shot of whiskey. "Yeah yeah yeah. You're a sick fuck you know that, G? Don't let the boss catch you pulling that shit or he's liable to chop your balls off. We need that boy's holes to be neg this weekend for all the paying customers waiting to knock-up a pussy faggot. Boys like that aren't common."

The weekend that my stepdad decided to give me the talk about the birds and the bees was ironically right after he caught me looking at gay porn on the computer. As we were talking I told him that I wasn’t a virgin anymore, that I hook up with random guys regularly, suck their dicks and let them fuck me. As I was going into details I saw that he was getting hard, I closed my bedroom door, got on my knees and began pulling his cock out and told him no one will know. He didn’t even attempt to stop me, I let him blow his load in my mouth and after lunch when my mom went out shopping he fucked me.

When something is new to you, every bit of you senses seems to muliply.. The darkness of the theater seemed blacker than anything I had seen ( or not seen) - the screen in front of me seemed bigger than any movie screen I had seen.. My heart pounded harder til it felt like it would explode out of my chest.. And we just stood there. I sensed some guys moving about, up and down the aisle,but almost too scared to try and look.. Eventually Dad said lets sit down and I followed him as closely as I could. He went in about five seats and i took the seat right next to him. Now, some 40 years later, I know that when you are used to xxx theaters, it comes very natural to take out your cock asap, but back when it was all new to me I would not have had a clue.. But from Dads action, I now realize this wasn't his first trip here.. Because within minutes of siiting down, he simply told me, sit back and enjoy yourself, and with that he pulled out his already hard cock from his pants. The heart that was already in my throat continued to race wildly. I mean I had peeked on dad previously, saw him naked, soft, and that alone was enough to make me cum as I peeked, but now, here he was just inches away from me, with a hard cock, a good 7 inches plus, in his hand just inches away from where i was sitting. I pulled mine out.. close to 7 inches too and within seconds of taking it out, Dad whispered to me "Nice cock" I felt extremely proud hearing that and some how that actually calmed me down a little and I could feel my heart rate slow down some.. I mean, I was 18 and a total virgin, except for some playful experimentation as a boy with a couple of friends, but I don't even remember if we got hard back then.. I had seen cocks in magazines and thought about them constantly, but I never actually had another hard cock as close to me as my dads was at this moment. My eyes cautiously wandered from the screen to dads crotch, and back and forth and back and forth.. Not sure which was getting my attention more, dads hard cock or the big cock on the screen that was getting the blow job from some woman. Have you ever had one Dad asled. I wasnt' quite sure what he meant A Blow Job he added.. Ummm.. No , I said.. and thought to myself , Not even close.. And then Dad didnt need to ask any more. He knew I was 18, with out many friends, and horny as fuck. He leaned over and placed his mouth on his my cock, his sons cock.. It was the most intense feeling I had had up to the point in my life.. Better than my hand, better than me sticking my cock in a fuzzy slipper lined with tissues, OMG it was good.. and it didnt last long. as within seconds of him putting his mouth on my cock, I began to cum. Dad let out a moan as my cum filled his mouth.. For a second I'm thinking oh crap what have I done.. I should have warned him . I should have said something... But I didn't.. And Dad just kept his mouth on my cock.. Until he was sure I was totally done, and lifted his head up and swallowed.. Sorry Dad actually came out of my mouth.. To which he added, dont' be sorry. that was a huge delicious load you just gave me. He sat back in his seat, and started to watch the movie. I sat back ,my cock still hard, and leaking at the tip.. I didnt stroke it but I didn't put it away either.