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I usally don't mix my play with the gym or my gym routine. However, I made a huge exception with this bro that I've seen at the gym quite abit. Picture 5'11, 198 pounds of solid beef, curly black hair, brown eyes, pecs and a huge white boy bubblebutt in short gym shorts! We chatted abit and then headed over to his place for beers. I found out real quick his GF is outta town and he wanted to fuck! I told him that he'd first have to sit that fat ass on my face! I tongued that bro cunt like no tomorrow as he jerked off, got hard, then fucked me ! His fucking babies leaked outta my ass afterwards as he sat back on my face and I flossed my teeth with his butt crack hair and shot my load!

Chapter 8 After delivering a load, Todd slowly removes the speculum. Tom’s back now and with Jamie, Trevor and Todd’s help they have me unstrapped quickly, though the butt plug is reinserted, so I don’t inadvertently push out the loads in my ass. Tom and Todd help me to my feet and while I’m unsteady, they help me walk around the room a bit to get the blood flowing. In the meantime, Jamie and Trevor have adjusted the fuck bench a bit and have added a headrest and stirrups. Tom looks at me and says, it’s time dude and then he helps me get back onto the bench. This position is so much mor comfortable as, I’m now more positioned like I’m in a dental chair. My legs are positioned into stirrups that spread my legs wide, leaving my ass easy to access but I’m still strapped down. This time, short chains attach my wrists to my knees and several straps across my chest keep me from moving much. Tom says he’s going to leave my head unrestrained since I really do give great head and it will make it easier for me to get properly skull fucked. Tom tells the guys to head out to the pool and to tell Craig to come back in with his bag of tricks. Tom looks at me and tells me I’m doing great and leans in and gives me a deep kiss. As he pulls up I look into his eyes and say thank you for this man; all I want is to please you and can’t believe what an amazing trip this has been. Craig walks in the room, naked with his hard thick cock jutting out. I lock eyes with him as he says that he hopes he wasn’t too rough when he brushed my hole with the toothbrush. Tom has already transitioned back into alpha mode and tells Craig, cut the crap now do your thing as Tom yanks the butt plug from my ass. Craig this time produces, instead of a toothbrush, a short stubby brush like you’d use to clean out a bottle. He slides it right into my gaping hole and then starts twisting it and pushing it deep. Craig says Todd told him 8 or 9 thrusts should do fine without doing too much damage. I can feel the bristle scratching my prolapsed hole but as it goes deeper inside there really isn’t much pain. Craig pulls the brush out and its covered in pink cum with a couple of darker streaks. Tom inspects his work and then says, Craig my man, you get to be first fuck this time but hurry it up before he starts leaking again. Tom says he’ll be back in 20 with the Cuban boys. Craig looks at me and says, man you have taken so much poz cum, but you evaded getting knocked up for a long time. There is no guarantee you are after the past couple weeks either. But, I know how to make sure you get pozzed. Craig asks me if I know my blood type and I tell him O+. He gets a grin on his face and says, well this may be your lucky day and I can make sure you get knocked up. He reaches down into his bag and pulls out a syringe and needle. I look at him, and tell Craig, dude, I don’t do drugs. Craig says, no man, I can pull some of my blood and then inject you with it. Our blood is compatible and I just had blood tests two weeks ago and my viral load is 850,000. I know I’m sure I’d knock you up this way and I was tested negative for everything else you could think of including hep C. I tell Craig, I’m not sure about and, I need to think about it. I tell him for now, just fucking give me another load and then maybe talk to Todd. With that, he puts the syringe back in his bag and then Craig sighs and says, ok but man it’d be so fucking hot though; but damn I love fucking your ass. With that, Craig lines up and his thick cock enters my ass. This man may not have the longest cock in town, but fuck it is girthy as hell and he knows how to use it for sure. I feel my ass stretching as Craig begins his now familiar pile drive fuck, making sure he opens me up further with each thrust. This is now the third time we’ve hooked up and we’ve developed a connection for sure. As he continues ramming me and while I may be restrained out eyes meet and there is a sexual tension between us that is palatable. His intensity increases as he stares into my eyes with desire. He’s drilling me with every fiber of his being, sweat dripping, his muscles flexing; demanding that he owns my ass. As he tenses up, his body becomes almost rigid as he screams for me to take his seed and become my poz son. With one last thrust, Craig delivers another hot load to my quivering ass, staying buried to the hilt as his cock pulses inside me. Craig is clearly spent from the effort and as his hardon starts to wane, the door opens and I hear Vicente, Rodolpho and Geraldo enter the room. Craig pulls out and comes to the head of the table and tells me to clean his dick, to which I eagerly open my mouth and crane my head to do readily oblige. It doesn’t take long and Craig whispers, he’ll be back with Todd later and again suggests the sure way for him to be his poz daddy is to take a simple direct injection. Craig leans in and kisses me just as I feel a tongue prod my swollen ass. Vic is eating my ass and sucking on my prolapsed hole surely pulling cum from my ass. He stands up and opens his mouth allowing the collected cum to drrol out of his mouth and onto his huge cock. Vic is at least 11 inches and while I’m sure my hole his gaped to open for him, it’s still going to hurt as I recall the last time he bred me a couple days ago. I feel a slap on my face and wince as my attention is directed to Geraldo and Rodolpho who are now standing on either side of me cocks thrusting into my face. Geraldo grabs my face and turns it towards him and his cock, demanding I suck him. He’s got a semi-hardon and am again hit with the cheesy smegma taste as his uncut cock enters my mouth and I start chewing and sucking his foreskin. His cock hardens as he grows to his full 9 inches. Geraldo impales me with his cock and hits the back of my throat, as he swells to his full length. As I’m struggling, I suddenly feel Vic’s massive cock breach my hole. Once again, I feel like he’s splitting my ass open as he forces my ass to accommodate his huge cock. Geraldo begins skull fucking me and I’m soon lost, consumed by these men spit roasting me. Geraldo senses I’m starting to gag and struggle for air and pulls out allowing me to breathe then shoves my head toward the ripped Rodolpho. Rodolpho is hard as a rock and slams his cock into my mouth hitting the back of my throat, pausing just enough that his own skull fuck compliments the rhythm of Vics assault on my ass. The guys rotate back and forth between them each owning my throat as Vic is jackhammering my ass. I zone out, just accepting what these men dish out. Befor long, Vicente screams as he cums, and the guys rotate positions as Geraldo then Rodolpho each take their turns breeding me. Before they are done I have at least three more loads in my ass, two down my throat and my face is covered in mixture of phlegm from my throat, cum from their cocks and spit as the three dominate me into complete submission. At some point I must have passed out as I come back around and am alone in the room. I find I’m face is not only covered in secretions, but I’m drenched in piss as well and I feel cum dripping from my ass down my balls and caged cock puddling on my stomach. My mouth and ass ache from the constant attention and I slowly am able to refocus and a clarity emerges. I am stoked from this experience so far and knowing I’m a repository for these men and their toxic loads. I want this so bad and the want is so strong that I know, before this night is over I will be knocked up and truly become everything I was meant to be. I hear the door open and Tom enters the room and says, look who’s here, remember Victor. Tom says, we’ll give you a minute and offers me something to drink through a straw as Victor towels off a bit of the mess and preparing me for what comes next.

14 - The hunt is on / The dangers of Jogging The Creator and his pack having finished with their latest conversion slipped though darkness and tall grass into the trees at the back of the dark Gentech building. Silent as ghosts they moved as one following the pheromone and bloody trail left by their quarry, faint but still there. They watched two figures pass them their scents full of sex and fear, lights lancing though the darkness as they quickly moved towards where Andy had been tuned, the creature that had been Nick moved to break from the group and follow them, but the creator let out a short low grunt and it quickly returned to their loose formation. The two men were armed and posed too much of a risk for the pack now, but it mattered not … if his latest creation was still there it would quickly gift the two with his DNA, and if not then they would stumble around in the dark looking for it. But ether way the creator and his pack had more important target, and the trail was growing cold. They moved like unseen phantoms in the night, though the suburbs of a town much quicker on foot than Gray had been injured and panicked as he was. As it moved and tracked its target the creator watched the world around it, so many men with so much potential wasted in their current forms, lumbering and weak it instinctively yearned to track and convert each of them to infect and transform them as its DNA demanded and bring their new perfect forms under its control … but first it needed to finish its primary pack, there would be time enough for the others its dick dripped a stream of black corruption at the very thought. Not long after entering the outskirts of the town following the pheromone trail though the urban sprawl the pack watched from ally opposite a franchise gym at its massive glass windows spilling light onto the dark street, showing yet more healthy vessels for there corruption striving for the perfection only they could offer. It was however not the Gym that held the Creators attention nor was it the pure specimens inside but the split pheromone trail one went west the other east both very weak and failing fast … it made up its mind the creator let out a series of low growls its spiderweb veins flashing there toxic green and the group split up the creator, and two of its progeny, the ones who had been known as Nate and Nick went east following one trail, leaving the other two following the western trail both groups without another sound issued quickly disappeared into the night. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In a Park to the west of the Gym, Pete concluded he hated jogging he saw it as a waste of time when he could be doing literally anything else other than taking part in this torture, but he knew he had to lose some weight coming up to fifty and being over two hundred and thirty pounds at only five foot seven was a recipe for disaster so he had promised his wife that he would start jogging with their neighbour Dan. He had instantly regrated his life choices Dan was just out of college and a friend of his son’s; he was also a six-foot three blond twenty-three-year-old adonis in amazing shape. Not to mention vegan, T-total and if his son was to be believed still a virgin ... something about saving himself for marriage, all Pete knew was if he had a body like Dans he would have been partying every night and slept with everything that’s moved but hats probably why he was in this state. They were lass then fifteen minutes into the run when Pete Called for the third time out near the edge of the trees, doubled over the pudgy man was sweating and gasping for breath, his shirt drenched in sweat, dan already a ways away jogged back and ran on the spot barley looking ruffled. “You alright Mr Wickford? … this is the fourth time you have stopped in like ten minutes, you want to call it a night there?” his voice full of concern, bending down to give the older man some support. Pete Pushed him away with a frown “get off ... I just… I just ... need to … take a leak is all” he stumbled from the well-lit path through the bushes into the dark trees beyond leaving a confused looking Dan behind, Pete leaned against a tree far enough away that he hoped Dan couldn’t see him and tried to catch his breath as his inner voice screamed in shame, that he failed to even jog five minutes without having to stop. He tugged out his cock and was about to start peeing when something caught his eye, pulsing an eerie green in the trees and a strange smell filled the air. He took a few tentative steps in its direction trying to see the source, Pete opened his mouth to yell for Dan when something rocketed from the dark and slammed into him knocking him against a tree and winding him, as he struggled to breath again eyes watering from the pain he tried to push whatever it was away, only to hit solid immovable muscle more like stone than flesh and way to hot to be human flesh. The pudgy man gasped again and tried to yell out, only to have something long and slimy enter his mouth and down his throat, he coughed and choked his head now spinning with a strange fog and he stopped struggling. What ever had hit him held him against the tree continued to kiss him still holding him in a vice like grip, its tongue writhing in his mouth as the part of his brain screaming at him to run to fight to escape felt like it was a million miles away. He was barely aware his T shirt and joggers got ripped away by what must have been another set of hands, exposing his pallid flesh to the cold night as he was lowered to the ground. The kiss ended and now two months explored his body, one was lapping at his sweat soaked chest and pits a keening sound reaching the dazed man’s ears each time it discovered a new patch to explore. The other had found his steel hard four-inch cock with its tongue, already leaking pure uncorrupted pre it was quickly enveloped by its hungry maw expertly sucking out what it could. Pete let out a loud moan at the creatures’ ministrations not having experienced this level of pleasure at any point in his life, he was vaguely aware of a voice shout his name he tried to look over and saw a shape illuminated in that green glow then the mouth on his cock vanished and the figure turned and ran chased by that green light. Distracted by the blurry scene playing out to his left Pete didn’t notice the first creature get between his legs, until he felt something slimy slide between his ass cheeks leaving a warm trail of something behind that tingled strangely against his flesh. He tried to clear his head and focus on the shadowy thing looming above him filling his vision, as its strange toxic green strobed faster, it grabbed his legs and pushed them back uncomfortably to his chest and then the pressure came against his hole, like someone was trying to force a steel fist into him he struggled and pushed back but it was no use it was like being griped by a statue. Pete’s Mind snapped back and his vision cleared in time to see the stale grey, black veined, muscular creature that had once been Jackson bear its full weight down on him. Pete screamed in white hot pain as his hole fought a losing battle before it tore open allowing the creatures toxic member to slip inside and the black corruption seeping from it quickly finding the cuts and open wounds to slip into his blood while the rest lined its new hosts insides, it pulled back and slammed in again to more screams Pete begging it to stop but it continued relentlessly picking up its rhythm, it took less than thirty seconds for the pain fade as did Pete’s screams now the man just whimpered and sobbed at the strange pleasure of the slick toxic cock destroying his insides as the burning DNA of the creator ripped though his body. Pete felt himself Fading away under that strange burning stinging sensation, he couldn’t tell you how he knew even if he could have spoken at that moment but somehow, he knew, the man he once was, was being stripped away piece by piece only for something new to take its place. Memories, Thoughts and Beliefs burned away with each thrust of this creature’s massive cock and all he could do was enjoy the ride to oblivion. he felt the creature pull out leaving him feeling empty, his ass gaping leaking blood and tar black cum from the pounding it has received unable to see how quickly the corruption inside him was already spreading. He let out a moan of frustration only to feel himself being flipped over on to his stomach. The creature quickly pinning him to the cold earth as its steel hard dick entered him again, he simply moaned and pushed back surrendering to the pleasure knowing he could do nothing now. Barely any of Pete was left to feel the rhythm of the pounding grow more frantic, the green light strobe faster and faster as he felt the creatures cock expend inside him .. his last though was of his wife waiting for him at home as the creature screamed its defiance to the night air and came inside him, rope after corrupted rope of cum filled him and the last of Pete vanished in the corrupted torrent, as he screamed in pleasure and shot his last human load of uncorrupted cum into the dirt beneath him. The creature that had once been called Jackson pulled out from its new creation and rolled it onto its back and watched as it spasmed and twitched on the forest floor, eyes already jet black and grey spreading across its skin as the black corrupted veins raced ahead of it, fat stores being drained to fuel the transformation as, bone, muscle and sinew snapped and cracked as every part of Pete was being rewritten by the creators DNA Jackson left his new progeny and raced into after Alverez and their quarry knowing they had to move on quickly.

Part 6 Ollie turned yet another left and had to admit to himself that he was lost! He had followed Stan's directions but was now on a country lane headed out of town. On either side of the road were steep banks leading to fields and if he had stopped to watch and listen he could have seen how magnificent the views were and so tranquil with the quiet air only interrupted by the mooing of cows in the fields. Ollie stopped and lit a cigarette just as an open top sports car with three young guys as driver and passengers passed him. It seemed to slow, Ollie looked and the passenger in the back seat stood looked straight at Ollie and started to massage a huge imaginary cock. The other two in the car fell apart laughing. Ollie stuck two fingers up at them and yet again cursed Stan. It seemed within seconds that the heavens then opened up. Rain poured down. The sky which had only moments ago played host to a warm Sun had now turned an angry black and rain cascaded down bouncing off the hard ground as if the soil was too hot for it. Ahead Ollie could see that the sports car had pulled over and three soaked guys were frantically trying to raise the sun roof whilst the rain battered the pristine car interior. Ollie for once let out a loud roar of laughter. Then he realised that he was now soaked himself. Large puddles were forming in the road and were turning a nasty shade of brown as rivers formed and were rushing down toward the road from the steep banks unable to soak up the amount of rain falling. Then to add to his bad luck a large tractor sped past him and sent a huge wave of muddy water all over him. His curly hair now hung limply from his head and he appeared to resemble a young soldier in facial and bodily camouflage. His morale had sunk to a new low and then he saw it. Ahead was the large house owned by Stan, it was just a few metres away. The rage in Ollie was almost at fever point when he rapped on the door. At first there was no answer which enraged Ollie still further as he suffered the ignominy of the gutter above him overflowing sending a waterfall of grimy water over his head. As the door opened Ollie stood there like a drowned rat covered in the foulest muddy water imaginable. " You fuckin prick " Ollie shouted as he barged his way into the house. " Hey calm down, what's the problem? " and as Ollie looked up he was not looking at Stan. " Who are you " asked a bewildered Ollie " I am Louis, Stan's husband " " he raped me " stammered a confused Ollie. " Who Stan ? I dont think he sees that way " " he told me so himself, well I mean he said he fucked me. The thing is I dont remember that at all ". Louis had to think quickly and said " look why dont you come in, dry your clothes and I will call Stan. He is out at the moment but wont be too long . In the meantime can I get you a drink? " " yea a stiff one " replied Ollie. " I have just the thing, something that will relax you " and Louis inwardly smiled as his dick went rock hard !

So I heard that there was cruising going on at my local Homedepot and I decided to check it out because I was in desperate need of a load up my ass or down my throat. I put on my flimsy cut-off jeans shorts, a tank top that barely covered anything and some boots. When I arrived at Homedepot the parking lot was pretty empty. I went straight to the back of the store where the toilets are. There were some guys and maybe two or three women walking in the isles. I checked out the bathroom but there was nobody. I stayed near the bathroom and pretended that I was looking for an AC filter. After a couple of minutes I noticed that a guy in his late 50s with thick gray hair was checking me out. I bent over pretending to look at some items in the lower shelves and I could feel him staring at my ass. He was exactly what I was looking for! A hot daddy. Maybe even married. I knelt down in front of the shelves spreading my legs and touched my crotch. Let's see if he is looking for a slut to use or if he is going to walk away. I was in luck and he touched his crotch too. Not wanting to waist any time I got up and walked into the still empty bathroom. I heard him following me and my heart was racing in excitement. He joined me in the very last stall and stood in front of me. I un-bottomed my shorts and he touched my chest with the both hands. He obviously enjoyed my smooth skin and erect nipples. I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly. The guy was twisting and pinching my nipples while I was unpacking his dick which was already rock hard! “Take that shirt off!”, he commanded quietly. I obeyed and hung my shirt on a hook while he was closing the door of the stall. His cut dick was facing up at almost 45 degrees I couldn't help staring at it. “I hope you are a bottom!” I just nodded and touched his fat twitching fuck meat. In one movement he grabbed me by the hips turned me around and pulled down my shorts. He positioned the head of his dick at my hole and said: “Your fucking cunt is wet. Do you have some loads in you already?” I shook my head and said: “No. That's lube.” He pushed pushed his rock hard dick slowly inside me and grunted. I don't have to tell you how great it feels when a bare cock penetrates you. The guy grabbed me by the hips and started fucking me aggressively. I had to hold on to the wall in front of me with both hands to not loose my balance. Suddenly someone came into the restroom. The guy stopped the fucking abruptly but remained inside me with the head of his dick. We both held our breath and heard someone urinating for quite a long time. My fucker obviously couldn't wait anymore and slid his dick inside me very slowly. He fucked me in super slow motion while the guy was still peeing. Him sliding his bare dick in and out of me so slowly almost took me over the edge. We both were did not make a sound while he kept screwing me. Finally I heard the guy flushing the urinal and leaving. I let out a deep moan and my fucker groaned: “I'm gonna cum so hard inside you!” He picked up the fuck speed again abusing my cunt hard. “Fucking bitch! Take my load!”, he said in a very deep voice. He grabbed my hips firmly and I felt his muscles spasm as he was shooting his hot cum inside me. Without touching myself a shoot my load too covering the wall and toilet in-front of me with cum. I moved a little bit forward but the guy pulled me back and said: “Hold still bitch! I'm still cuming!” And I actually felt his boner still pulsating inside me. After he emptied his balls in my guts he finally pulled his dick out. It left my cunt gaping and I felt cum running down the inside of my naked thigh. The guy left without saying a word. He didn't even close the door to the stall. So I turned around closed the door, pulled my shorts up and put my shirt back on. As I walked thru the store back to the parking lot I wondered if anyone would notice the cum on my naked legs. As I drove home thinking about how the guy fucked and used my like a slut made me smile. Maybe there are guys cruising at Lowe's too I thought.

Chapter 1 – You Always Remember Your First It was going to be my first time. Will and I have played together a lot of times. We usually start out blowing clouds, then smoke some more or move onto booty bumps. We get into lots of deep and exciting ass play with that. But I’ve never done a slam. Tonight was going to be the night. Will had slammed before and extolled the wonders of it to me. He described it as a fantastic experience that made him the biggest ass slut he’s ever been. He’s been slamming for a while now, and was a skilled admin, so I felt comfortable in his hands. My playroom was prepared before Will’s arrival. I have a room above my detached garage that I turned into a space for serious fun. Luckily, it was heated and had a small bathroom attached. Over the years, it’s been tricked out to cover most all the things that a dedicated ass player could want. There’s a sling with pride of place in the center of the room. Mirrors and a camera ensure the action is not missed and can be relived. There’s a fuck bench up against a wall, ready to pull into service if desired. There’s also a fuck machine next to it. The sofa folds out into a bed, which I had already covered with a play sheet. The big tv is playing porn and there are a few tables with lube and poppers. I have a good selection of ass toys and a small fridge for drinks. When Will arrived that evening, he checked in again with me to make sure I wanted to go ahead with this. I was a little nervous but also eager. I assured him that I was ready to go. He had stripped down to an orange jockstrap. The straps hugged tight under his hairy ass and the pouch was nicely filled. Will has a nice, hairy body with that little triangle of hair above his ass that turns me on so much. A trimmed beard complements his brown hair and blue eyes. Will’s ass is amazing. He’s got a nice soft pelt of fur there, and it gets thicker and darker as it approaches his hole. There are few things better than seeing my arm sliding back and forth with all that hair dragging through the lube. I was totally naked. For this, I didn’t want anything blocking access or my views of what was happening. I have short, blond hair, blue eyes, and am clean-shaven. My chest, arms, and legs are hairy, but I don’t have much hair on my back. My ass is also hairy, but not as much as Will’s. We’re both in our 40s and have played together for about 10 years. We know what the other likes and have shared time with many different guys. A hot group, all primed for fisting, is intense and we have enjoyed this many times. Tonight, we were going to play it by ear to see if we wanted it to be just the two of us or if we’d invite someone else over. “First, we get relaxed”, Will suggested. We sat down on the bed, and Will reached over for the pipe and torch. He clicked the flame and melted some crystals down. Recommending that I not overdo it now, he handed the pipe to me for the first hit of the night. I inhaled deeply, then covered his mouth with mine so that we could shotgun the hit back and forth. It is always a sensual experience doing this with a hot guy. Will’s beard is soft against my face, and we enjoy making out throughout our sessions. We blew a few clouds, but that was just a warmup. Now, it was time to get me in the sling and really get the party going. I climbed into the sling and got settled in. The stirrups held my feet outside the chains so that my ass was open and exposed. The pillow was under my head so that I could lie back when I wanted to just experience all the incredible sensations that were going to be coming my way. Will told me to pick out a dildo to ride. This toy would be in my ass when the slam hit, so I wanted to pick out something that gave me a nice stretch. I have a nice selection of toys from Square Peg, and I chose the Blunger. This was long enough, and the bumps would give a good ride and stretch me out. Will lubed it up and placed the head at my hole. He slowly inserted the toy, twisting it around as he pushed. My hole swallowed the toy about halfway. He pushed it back and forth in my ass, letting me feel the bumps on it before he told me to take over. I reached down and grabbed the base and began fucking myself with the dildo. Will made sure I was well-lubed and comfortable, and then he walked out to wash his hands. He looked amazingly sexy as he strolled out of the room, with the orange jockstrap framing his hairy ass. I kept pushing the toy in and out of my ass, moving it deeper in with each new push. He chuckled when he entered the room. “I see you got that in even deeper.” I nodded and spread my legs a bit more so that he could see how much of the toy was embedded in my ass. While I was enjoying this, it was about to get much more intense. Will had me hold the toy in my ass with my right hand while he put a tourniquet around my left arm. He had a few points prepared and asked again if I was ready. I agreed, so he swabbed my inner elbow with a wipe, then looked up at me for a final confirmation. I felt the prick of the needle as it pierced my skin. I was excited and a little terrified at the same time. I’d seen how the T hit when a guy slammed, and I was ready to experience that rush. But it was also a little daunting to think this might be the entrance to a slippery slope. I’d been smoking and bumping for a long time, but this was definitely next-level usage. “Here goes,” Will said. I felt a slight burn as the T entered my bloodstream, then he removed the tourniquet and raised my arm while he swabbed the spot. Holy fuck, this was amazing! This definitely was a huge difference. I coughed a few times, and it felt like my head was receding backwards. The head rush and body flush were intense. My body became totally focused on my ass and I started to pulse my ass, causing the dildo to move around inside me. Will lowered my arm, laying it across my chest, and moved to the foot of the sling. He watched as I flexed my ass muscles around the Blunger, making it move. Then, he grabbed the base and started to pull it out. When he had it most of the way out, he dumped a ton of lube on it. He used the excess to coat his hands. On this insertion, he pushed it in until he hit some resistance. But, just a small twist, and the toy sunk all the way into my ass. I was in heaven. I was pushing down on the toy, opening my ass so that it could penetrate me even deeper. But Will knew what I really wanted at that point so he let me push the dildo out of my ass. It dropped to the floor, and Will’s hand was immediately at my hole. He slid in slowly, letting me feel the stretch as the broadness of his knuckles penetrated my entrance. Once he was inside me, my greedy ass consumed his hand. Between us, he quickly worked his way to my second hole. The goal was to go beyond that. As he was fisting me, all I could do was mutter incoherently (there was probably a lot of “fuck me” in there!). My entire being was centered on the intense rush of pleasure that was coursing through my body and the way his hand felt in my ass. Will and I work well together, and it didn’t take him long to navigate the bend in my ass and get past my inner hole and into my colon. I was in too much ecstasy to really pay attention to much of anything else, but I did look down at Will to see that he had a huge smile on his face. When he caught my glance, he gave a knowing nod, letting me know that this was a big thrill for him. It was insanely pleasurable for me. I could see Will’s hand crawling through my colon when I looked down at my stomach. I was flexing my ass muscles, using them to pull him deeper and deeper into me. Will looked at me and said, “I’m in up to my elbow!” Fuck, I had never taken anyone that deep and, whenever we’d gotten close, it was after hours of play to open me up. This happened quickly, and I felt like we could go even deeper. I sure as hell knew that we’d be playing for a long time tonight. Will began a slow withdrawal. He enjoys seeing me squirm as he painstakingly pulls his hand back through my body. As he was moving out, he was twisting and probing with his fingertips, raking them across my sensitive insides. When he reached the widest part of his hand, he paused to let me feel the stretch. I like depth a lot, but the stretch is always extra intense for me. He was twisting his hand around, rubbing over the walls of my hole. He dumped more lube on his hand, then thrust it a little deeper to distribute it around his hand and my ass. Then, he made a fist with his left hand and slipped that into my yearning ass. He pulled it out and inserted his larger right fist. Will alternated for a while, fisting my ass with his hands, then told me that he wanted me to fuck myself on his fist. Will placed his right fist at my hole and I used the uprights of the sling to slide my ass back and forth over his hand. This lets me drive the speed and depth. It was awesome. There were times when I was really plowing my ass with his hand, and other times when I took it a little slower. Sometimes, during the slow moments, Will would move his hand from a vertical fist to a horizontal one. Having his hand this way meant the stretch to get him in was more intense, but it was a massive thrill for me. He kept pouring more lube onto his hand so that it kept sliding through my hole with ease. I looked down at Will and, once I caught his eye, drilled my ass as far down as I could. He knew what I wanted then, so I released my feet from the uprights and spread my ass as wide as I possibly could. Once again, Will worked his way deep into my guts, letting me feel him breach my innermost areas. He played around there for a while, then began another slow withdrawal. We both probably needed a break after that frenzy, so it was great when he pulled out. “Damn, look at that gape!”, he exclaimed when his hand was out. Will massaged the lips of my ass, enjoying their puffiness. It felt amazing for me too! He suggested a plug for my ass and inserted the Acorn plug that I’d just gotten. This plug is almost 10” around but it slid easily into my ass and nestled itself there. Then, he helped me out of the sling and over to the bed. “Let’s smoke some more and find some other guys to use your hole.” I nodded and picked up the pipe and torch.

I greeted Adam in my sweatpants and hoodie, and he was visibly nervous to step inside my kitchen. He wore cream trousers and a striped top and a chunky rucksack strapped on his back. He tentatively muttered, “I am not out just yet. Doing this on the downlow,” so I pulled the blind lower to give us more privacy from anyone on the street. He was vibrating with anticipation and nervousness. I leaned in and kissed him, hard, one hand on the back of head and my other hand on the small of his back. He eagerly kissed back, tilting his head up and I moved to holding him tightly in a hug, his head fitting nicely on my chest, trying to get him to relax. I felt his body soften and melt a bit into my arms. He’s 25, with a scruffy beard and a moustache, fronting being older than he is, but at 5’7” and rounded cheeks, he looks young. I am 6’3” and 50 years old, silver hair and a ‘dad bod’ of someone that does crossfit too. He and I had chatted for a few months - aside from the predictable interest in dad/son role play, he was interested in my other kinks like leather and rubber. He came from a smaller town in the north and was down in London and excited to get to explore a lot more. Prep. Barebacking. Orgies. He wanted to know and hear more. I offered him something to drink but he was eager to get going, so I showed him upstairs. I stripped him down to his jockstrap - which he shyly but proudly showed off. His body was developing a nice thatch of hair on his chest and his skin smooth down to his waist and then a soft downy pelt covered his legs and ass. I took off my clothes and down to my jockstrap, and we got on top of the duvet, and I just held him close. I kissed the top of his head gently and whispered to him, “I’ve got you.” He snuggled into me a bit more. I worked my way down his body, kissing him (nipples wired - check) and sucked his arcing, uncut cock, already dripping with precum in anticipation. I didn’t suck too long as I didn’t want this kid to shoot too soon. I flipped him over and started to eat his delicious hole. His ass was round and covered in a soft layer of hair. It had the sweet tang of sweat - he had done a good job of prepping as I had told him I went deep. I took a break and growled, “you have a beautiful hole. It tastes so good.” and went back to eating him out. He moaned and opened for me so I could get my tongue in deeper. We swapped, and I lay on my back and he pulled my hard cock out of my jockstrap. He saw that I had put on a ball weight and he said, “ooh that’s a bit kinky!” He dutifully went to sucking my cock, and tried to fit my cock in his mouth. It’s a challenging one for anyone to get in - it’s very wide, very thick, gets very hard and is very straight. The combination means that for most people (including him) you can’t get more than half in before it starts to hit teeth. But he used his hands and kept bobbing up and down, gently and a little timidly, but I could see the spark of pig in his eyes. He bobbed up and down on the head and a bit of the shaft, staring at me in the eyes as I rubbed the back of his head. “Good boy. You’re doing a very good job.” He pulled off and smiled and then went back down. Cock sucking is my appetiser; fucking is my entree and I was hungry. I had him straddle me and ran my cock along his crack, working his pecs, as he ground around on my hips. “I want to be inside you. Do you want that?” He nodded. I had promised him in our chats leading up to this that I would use a condom and got out one and put it on my cock. I rarely keep a condom on but have taken to starting with one, to ‘test the waters’ as it were, as a lot of bottoms aren’t quite prepared for me to go to that second ring. I suggested we start on all fours and he happily got up in doggie style and I lubed him up with one finger. His hole was warm and tight and his hole ate up my finger, clenching and opening, taking it deeper inside with each cycle. He moaned with pleasure as it slid inside. A bit more lube and a second finger, and more of his hungry hole eating my fingers. I pulled out and placed my rubbered cock at the hole and put a little bit of pressure there. He asked for some poppers and I handed him a bottle from beside the bed. He huffed a few times and slowly backed up. Half way in and I pulled out to put more lube on to help him get it fully inside. If I was hungry, he was starving. He opened up, his hole taking me inside. I’m long - 9” or so, and he kept pushing until he hit that second ring. I caressed his back and let him get used to it. “That’s it.” I leaned over and whispered into his ear, “I can tell you are a pig. You want this.” He quickly and instinctively replied, “I don’t know what you mean!” but I felt his hole twitch around my cock. He opened up and I kept fucking him a bit. Another hit of poppers and I was able to get to that full depth. He moaned happily. I started really fucking him, getting that satisfying slap, slap, slap as his ass jiggled as my hips pressed up against him. I pulled out to make sure the condom was still clean and all good and kept fucking him. I paused, still inside him and checked in, “How are you doing?” His answer was to fuck himself on my cock, pushing his hips back against mine, again and again. I reached around and felt his raging hard on. He was loving this. I pulled out and turned him around. I said, “I want to try something a bit kinky. I promise I’ll keep the condom on the whole time.” He cocked his head at the second part, “Why would you say that? Of course you’re going to.” I stood up and pulled out four restraints I had waiting nearby, one for each limb. I stood him up and could see the mix of excitement and nervousness on his face.” “Uh.. I’m not…” I firmly but carefully put leather cuffs around his ankles and wrists moving swiftly. He dutifully offered his body up for the restraints, his cock reaching skyward. With him standing there, I pulled back the duvet, revealing the rubberised sheets and pulled out some pillows covered in the same material. I placed one pillow by the headboard and another in the middle of the bed and directed him to lay on his back. “Uh, I don’t know about this. This is some pretty kinky shit.” “I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do. Do you want me to stop?” He paused and thought. Then he got on the bed and did as instructed. Before he could change his mind, I fastened his right wrist to his right ankle and the same on his left, which left his ass open and exposed. “Are you comfortable? Is this okay?” “Yeah, it’s good” “Good. Glad to hear it. I’m going to go get changed - I’ll be right back.” “What?!” But I pulled a leather blindfold out and put it over his head. “Don’t worry, I’ll take it off when I am back.” “Hey, I am not sure about this….” But I had left the room already and went into the spare room and changed into my leather chaps, boots, vest and lastly a black demon mask with large curling horns that left my mouth exposed. And then I got out my special treat for him: a small glass jar of frozen loads, still frosty. I came back in to the room and changed the music to a deep rumbling chanting track, droning and hypnotic. I peeled the condom off my cock. I took off the blindfold and he blinked and then looked at me with alarm. “What the fuck?!” and struggled against the restraints. “I know you’re a pig. I can feel it radiating from you.” I reached down to his cock. It leaked precum from its rock hard tip. “You’re a freak!” he thrashed. “You’re a fucking [banned word]!” “And you fucking love it.” I put my slick finger up against his cunt. It did what I knew it would. He was still hungry for me and his hole opened as he rocked his hips onto my finger. I kissed him and pushed my finger deeper in, his hole back to this clench-open-clench-open way of bringing me deeper inside. “I won’t do anything you don’t want me to.” I whispered into his ear. He stopped squirming. I had one more surprise for him - I pulled out a Halloween rubber mask of a pig’s head. He looked at it shocked and nervously said “What the fuck?!” but I ignored him and slipped it over his head, fixing the eye holes so he could see clearly. I held his head, pressing my raw cock against his ass, staring at him in the eyes. I leaned back so he could see me fully. I rubbed my raw cock against his hole and he quickly resumed fighting me, but with his hands connected to his feet, he had no leverage. “Hey, you said you’d wear a condom!” “Oh yeah, I will. Have you ever heard of a ‘Devil’s dick’? It’s when you take loads of various guys and freeze them together. And get fucked by them. These are a few loads that I found in condoms in bins at the sauna this weekend and I brought them home for you.” I held out the glass jar, which by this time, the outside edge of the cumsicle had thawed. I thumped the jar against my hand hard, and heard the delicious schlop sound of the wet cum move in the jar, still not completely out. I reached down to the bed and pulled out another condom. This one, however, I had specially prepared with a needle, poking through sealed packet in the center several times with tiny holes. I opened the wrapper and held it out for him. I dumped the frozen loads into the tip of the condom and then proceeded to roll it down my cock. The loads were already getting softer and slushy. “You’re a pervert! No, no!” at this point, he struggled a bit but with his wrists bound to his ankles, there wasn’t really any place for him to go. He kept wriggling and resisting. I said, “The condom will stay on. This is special lube for me - I don’t like condoms and it’s nice to have cum as lube inside.” Getting inside him was tougher than I expected - the loads shifted aside as I pushed my dick in against his hole. He was too tight. I took the bottle of poppers and said, “I’m going to exhale into you, my pig.” and took a very long huff and pulled up his mask to expose his lips. He was a good boy and exhaled and pushed my poppered breath into him. I shut his mouth and pulled the mask back down. With my finger, I pushed the condom tip with the now-thawed loads into his hole a bit first and then pushed in. He moaned, letting the poppers escape his mouth, inside the pig mask. I started to fuck him, and felt the condom slowly drain out the tip through the tiny holes. I knew the condom wouldn’t hold on forever though. I leaned over and told him, “You have two choices - I can either fuck you gently or rough. If I fuck you rough, I think the condom will break and all those loads will be inside you. But in order for me to fuck you gently, I need to hear you say ‘Hail Dark One.’” “Fuck no!” he said as he squirmed. “He’s not what you think. I don’t believe that there is a literal devil, but I believe that he represents the lusts and appetites that the straight, conservative world rejects. Embrace the Devil and you embrace the dark impulses. I think you want all of this.” I touched his cock which almost vibrated it was so hard. “Hail Dark One.” I said and took a hit of poppers. “Fuck you, [banned word]!” I took that as my cue to fuck him deep and hard. He grunted as I hit that spot deep inside. I kept ramming it in, every once in a while, I would pull out and inspect the condom and report to him “yep, still intact” and go back to pounding him. I could feel with each thrust more and more of the cum in the tip was going inside. I reached down and touched his cock. It was very hard. There was a small pool of precum on his belly. “Say it.” “uh. hail Dark One” he said meekly. “There you go.” as I lessened my thrusts. “Again.” “Hail Dark One!” he said a bit louder. I held his cock in my hand, sliding his foreskin over his slick cock head. “Grunt for me pig. Oink.” “No!” he started to struggle and I put my weight on him and pushed all the way in. “Come on piggie” I growled in his ear and I waited. oink. Oink, oink - he did a surprisingly good job sounding like a piggie. I pulled up his mask and put the bottle of poppers under his nose and he huffed like a pro. Pulled the mask down and he oinked without being asked. I kept fucking him and pulling the based of the condom back with my left hand until I felt the satisfying snap of it finally giving up the ghost and the final dregs of the frozen loads were inside of him. “Do you want me to cum inside you? Really cum inside?” He nodded. “Hail Dark One” “Hail Dark One” he replied and took me inside, balls deep, no resistance. That was enough for me to finally breed the boy and I shuddered and collapsed on top. My cock pulsed, my demonic seed pushing into his grasping hole. I pulled off and examined his ass - a cummy smeared delight. I unshackled him and pulled off the pig mask. His face glowed with an eager hunger. I pulled the broken condom off my cock and he greedily took it and put it in his mouth sucking all the cum off of it. His eyes rolled back in his head as he opened his mouth, exploring it with his tongue. He let it fall to the pillow and then climbed down to my cock and was able to get it it’s now-softening length all the way into his mouth. He jerked off but took breaks to push finger his hole and scoop the cum into his mouth. He wanted to taste it all. I grabbed his still rock-hard cock with one hand and his balls with the other. “Welcome to the brotherhood. In your balls is your last pure load. And it’s mine.” I took off the cuffs and dressed him in a leather jock and leather bar vest. I lubed up my hole and his cock and lay on my back. He fingered me open with a surprising expertise and guided his cock inside me. I worked his nipples, staring at him in the eyes, repeating “Hail Dark One.” he dutifully replied the same, and I could see his face transforming with each thrust and each utterance - a burning twinkle in his eyes. His jaw lowered and pulled back in a grimace, bearing his teeth, as he came, and I felt his cock spasm inside me. I had him straddle my face as I licked his cock clean. I worked my cock, tasting his delicious cock and last dregs of cum. I came again jerking off with him above me chanting “Hail Dark One” along with the droning music. I love getting that last load, before they’re a solider for Him. He soon was hard again, sucking my cock while grinding his hardon against my leather boot. He crawled up and I fingered his hole, that deliciously sloppy noise of a well-fucked, well-bred hole. I locked eyes with him and said “Hail Dark One” and he said the same and his eyes rolled back in his head, and shot his load on my arm, as my hand reached back up inside his twitching, slick, hungry hole. Welcome to the brotherhood Damon.

My still neg ass...

Chapter 3 Florian shows me his official poz test result. It becomes serious now. I see his poison cock. Hard. Upright. Dripping. He pulls me toward the bed. I lie on my back. Just wearing my jock. And long white socks. My legs slightly spread. He touches my thighs. I open up more. He’s above me. Florian kisses me again. Our tongues meet. I feel him lifting one leg, then the other. Resting them on his shoulders. I’m exposed. Defenseless. He’s in control. We kiss deeper. His tip again at my hole. This time pressing. Harder. Sting. In. Out. In. Out. In. Lust. He breaks the kiss. Looks at me. Asks: “Henning, do you want it?” Teasing my neg hole. “Once I’m more than halfway in, I’m not pulling out till I’ve bred you, my poz boy. Well?” I push myself further onto his cock. Fucking good. I grab his ass. Pull him in. All the way. Shock. I try to push him out. He grins. He says: “You made your choice, soon poz Henning.” He gently takes my hands from his hips. Pins them above my head. I let it happen. I say: “Fuck me, Florian.” He fucks me. Long, slow strokes. Fuck, I’m so turned on. My pre-cum’s dripping. I feel it. I relax. He goes deeper. Pauses for a second each time. Each thrust feels deeper. I give in. His pace picks up. Still slow, but stronger. I look into his eyes. Lust. Desire. Anticipation. He: “What do you want?” Me: “Your seed!” He laughs: “What do you want?” Me: “Your seed deep inside me!” He gets rougher. Moans. Florian, serious: “What do you *want*, Henning!?” I close my eyes. Open them. Eye contact. Intense. “I want your poz cum!” He: “Scream it!” I scream: “I want to get pregnant from you! I want you to make me poz! Give me your HIV!” Three deep strokes. He looks deep into my eyes: “NOW!” I feel him shoot. His poison cock throbs. His seed fills me. With my legs, I keep him in. All the way. Deep. He shoots seven times. Then collapses on top of me. His cock resting inside me. My dick’s hard. But I can’t reach it. He’s still holding me down.

Part 8 Arther took the lead as he slowly fucked my mouth. As shady as he was, I did enjoy being able to suck cock. I’m not totally innocent, and I do have my own needs. I sucked on him for a few minutes, and he seemed to like it. Pivoting his warm rod in my mouth, I could feel the shape of his round head tap the back of my throat, my lips rubbing over his veiny shaft. My eyes looked up to his torso, which had little body fat, so I could see the muscle fibers of his abs as well as his veins. His hands rubbed my hair as he guided my head bobbing up and down on it. All the while, he liked his dirty talk. “Yeah, work that cock, boy. Your uncle taught you well, didn’t he?” I didn’t learn cock sucking from my uncle. But I just let him think what he wanted as long as we were both enjoying the moment. Even my nerves were starting to relax, and I could start to enjoy myself a little. After all the craziness that had happened until this point, I could do with some simple dick sucking. While keeping his cock in my mouth, Arther positioned himself on the bed, lying back while I lay down nursing on him. “That ass looks beautiful.” He reached over and kneaded my cheeks while I serviced his cock. “You know, my boys would love you. You would look great spending a weekend on my ranch. That ass would definitely get pushed to the limits in terms of depth.” My memory went back to Chester’s place when he told me about Arther’s kink. My ass trembled at the thought, and not in a good way. I’ve been pretty open so far, but I doubt I could handle that. Nor would I want to. Arther seemed to notice my physical disapproval. “Hm, perhaps you need some time to ferment on the idea. I’ll get you in the stables one of these days.” Arther’s thighs gripped my head, and his hips were bucking up into my mouth. He seemed to be really enjoying my mouthwork, that or he was getting distracted by his own fantasies. As his legs were wrapping around my head, I felt a pair of hands on my legs. Someone else was in the room. I just realized Arthur never closed the door. “Hey, Clarence, help yourself…” Arthur offered with a strained voice. He seemed like he was getting close. The hands on my legs moved up, and I felt a pudgy man get on the bed with us. He straddled me from behind. “I didn’t get much time with this one; the little rascal slipped off before I could breed him.” Clarence was on top of me? Oh, that’s not good. Sucking is one thing, but I wasn’t trying to offer my ass to anyone who walked in, especially not him. Arthur’s legs were still gripping my head, and he was face-fucking me. I couldn’t get up. “Don’t let me stop you. Slip that poz blaster in there.” Clarence laid his body down on top of me, and I felt his cock push into my ass. With Arthur’s cock getting harder and leaking pre in my mouth, Clarence started moving his hips up and down. The cock felt good inside me, but I was well aware he was a hair-trigger shooter. I was in a dangerous position. “Yeah, I’m about to shoot down your throat. Keep sucking.” Arthur made sure I wasn’t going anywhere till I swallowed his load. I was frantically trying to coax out his orgasm so he would let go. Clarence on top of me was having his fun, raw-fucking me at his own pace. “Yeah, that’s it. Gonna shoot. Swallow my cum, you little slut.” His cock pulsed in my mouth, and I felt it swell. Arthur started shooting in my mouth as I tried to gulp down the torrent of bitter salty fluids. I didn’t have much say in the matter since his head was nearly penetrating my esophagus. “Ah fuck, yeah!” Several ribbons of hot cum shot down my throat. Then it calmed down, and his thighs relaxed. I was able to pry my head off of him. Some cum still dripped down his shaft. It was sloppy and covered in spit and jizz. Once I was free from Arthur, I managed to shimmy myself out from under Clarence. His cock popped out of my ass, and he seemed disappointed. I got up off the bed and managed to breathe easily. I wiped the cum from my mouth, or what little there was trailing down my chin, since it was more of a direct deposit. Clarence sat up on the edge of the bed, his cock still rock hard and glistening. “Hey, I’m still a mess down here. You should clean it up.” Arthur stood up and motioned in front of me to finish the work. He put a hand on my shoulder and pushed down on me. “Sit and lick me clean,” with Clarence right behind me. Arthur’s push made me sit in his lap. His cock plunging up my ass again. Clarence wrapped his arms around me and played with my nipples. Arthur brought my head down to lick his cock, taking in the rest of his cum that I missed. “That’s right, don’t waste it.” Clarence was moaning behind me, and I could feel his cock getting harder in my ass. “Go on, Clarence, get your nut off. Charge him up.” I knew what was coming next, and I wanted off of him immediately, but Arthur had his hands on my shoulders. “Wait, hold on!” I tried to object, then Clarence made his signature grunt. “Ugh…” his rock-hard cock started bouncing inside me. I was standing up in spite of Arthur’s grip. I just managed to pull my sphincter off of Clarence’s swollen, pulsing tip when “Ooof…” And Arthur shoved my shoulders down, and Clarence’s poz cock popped back in me. My ass reflexively clenched tight around his shaft. “Ah!” Clarence gasped and gripped my hips. “Ooof, yeah…” his hips trembled beneath me. “Aah, yeah, there it is!” Clarence moaned in bliss. I yanked my ass away, freaking out. Did I get off in time? Did he shoot it in me? I looked on the ground for evidence of him shooting outside. The floor had a lot of cum on it, both dry and wet. It was hard to tell. Clarence was stepping in some. “Like what you see?” Arthur grabbed my shoulder. “You should lick that up for him. You’re a foot pig for Chester, you can give Clearance the same treatment.” Arthur pushed me to the ground and brought my face to Clarence’s feet. “The boy likes licking feet? Well then, I won’t turn down a good servicing.” Clarence laid back on the bed and awaited the kinky play. “Go on then, start licking boy.” Arthur held my head down and Clarence raised his foot to my face. He rubbed his toes on my cheeks and smeared cold jizz on me. He swirled it around my lips until I had no choice but to open up and take his dirty toes in my mouth. At that moment I felt a cock slam into my ass. Arthur was getting ready for round two. “That’s it. Suck those toes while I unload in you.” Arther started violently fucking me while Clarence ensured his toes stayed in my mouth. Arther wasn’t the biggest, but he knew how to use it. I would be lying if I said it didn’t feel good. But I didn’t know if he had anything I could catch. I enjoyed getting fucked for a while as I serviced Clarence’s feet, and my mind wandered. I was imagining Uncle Chester during Twister. His cock was so big it could reach depths Arther couldn’t. I was starting to miss the feeling of him in me. Even licking Clarence’s feet made me think of my uncle and his proposition of making me his foot pig. Part of me wishes we could have a normal uncle-nephew relationship, but I was becoming more open to the idea of giving into carnal lust with him. “Oh boy, gonna shoot. You ready for my load, boy?” Arther grunted. I remembered where I was and what I was doing. I got up from Arther despite his rough grip. He seemed disappointed. “Hey, I was so close!” “I… I need to find Chester.” I moved past the men and left the room in a hurry. I clearly wasn’t safe with them despite enjoying the first part of it. I wandered through the dark labyrinth of hallways trying to find Uncle Chester. I was about ready to leave this place, and if he wasn’t ready to go, then I’d tell him he could meet me back at his house. I was amassing an entourage of random men trailing behind me. As tempting as it was to play around with some of them, I figured I shouldn’t be playing with anyone else here since most of the men here are poz and not on meds. It took me a while to make my way through the underground maze. The place was big, and bodies were exchanging fluids in many rooms and open spaces. Coming to a dead end, I was in a hall that had multiple open, dark rooms. I wasn’t sure if they were all just rooms or if some of them led to other areas. I thought one of them could lead through and maybe my way in. There was a tv on the wall playing random porn clips and a chubby, bearish man sitting down on a bench. It was Clyde. “Hey there. Have you been having fun?” He was casually playing with his cock. “Kinda… I think I wandered into the wrong area.” “Why don’t you keep me company? Sit.” I wanted to leave, but I didn’t want to be rude, so I sat next to Clyde. He put an arm around me and continued playing with himself. He wasn’t trying to fuck me or get me to suck him, so I was a little relieved I could get a bit of a break. “So not liking the place?” “Not really. This ain’t my kind of scene.” “Aren’t you Chester’s boy toy? I figured you’d be used to taking dirty loads.” I hesitated a bit, but I was honest with him. “I’m not his boy toy, I’m his nephew. I’m not poz either, so this place is a little scary.” Clyde looked surprised. “Oh wow, you definitely came to the wrong place then. So many men here would be all over you, wanting to knock you up.” “I don’t want that. Sex is nice, but I don’t want to catch anything…” My voice was starting to break a bit. “Hey now. How about you stay with me? I can keep these guys off you. I’m poz too, but undetectable, so you don’t have to worry about that from me.” Clyde’s offer sounded sincere. It would be nice to get some kind of protection here. I leaned into him and let myself feel vulnerable with him. It was the first time I started to feel semi-safe in this place. “Since you’re here, how about a blow job? I’d like to nut off again.” Before I could answer, he guided me to the floor on my knees and placed his cock at my mouth. At this point, I was getting a little desensitized to all the sexual advances, so I opened up and started sucking him. I was actually enjoying the taste of his fat cock in my mouth. Clyde moaned and let me take my time with it. After a few minutes, I heard someone approach and stop behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw it was the sickly old man from the steam room. The late stage poz guy. He was stroking himself in the corner, watching us. I thought he was going to leave after the steam room encounter, but I guess he was still on the prowl. Even in the dim red light, I could see almost every bone on him. Clyde guided my mouth back on his cock and rubbed my hair. I tried ignoring the sickly man and focusing on enjoying the cock in front of me, but I couldn’t shake the uncomfortable feeling of the sickly man watching in the corner. I was sitting on my knees with my back upright, so at least there wasn’t ease of access to my ass. Then I felt a foot rub my cock. Clyde was stroking me with it while I sucked him. I couldn’t help but moan and lean into his footwork. He was really skilled with it. Fuck, I definitely have a fetish for it now. He noticed how much I was responding to it and brought his feet up to my face, interrupting the BJ. I kissed his big, meaty soles and felt myself leak. “I knew you loved that.” Clyde gloated. He put a foot on my shoulder and forced me to the ground. He stepped on my face and pinned me to the floor as he made me continue service. I tried my best not to show how much I was loving it. During the foot domination, I felt hands on my ass. Oh no, in this position, my ass was sticking out. The sickly man was behind me. I felt his sticky, warm head tapping at my still sore hole. I was getting worried, but he didn’t push in. He just kept it at the entrance as he jacked himself. “You gonna paint his back? The boy isn’t too keen on poz loads.” I was flattered; Clyde actually seemed to be defending me. “I’ll shoot it on his cheeks; his warm pucker is kissing my tip sweetly.” His voice was still raspy and unwell. I was still a little uneasy, but if he was just going to beat off, then I would be able to continue kissing Clyde’s soft feet. He rubbed them all over my face and stuck his toes in my mouth. He gave a few gentle slaps and smeared my slobber on me, then stuck his toes back in my mouth as I sucked him. “Ah, gunna shoot…” the sickly man moaned with a strained voice. His tip was still on my hole as his hips were trembling. He still wasn’t penetrating, but it was pressing. “Ah, fuck, here it comes!” His body was spasming as I felt his tip throb, discharging a several-burst orgasm. “Agh!…” a hot ribbon of toxic sperm shot out, practically jet-spraying my hole. It gushed around my hole and started running down my taint. “Agh!…” his hips spasmed harder, and I felt my ring opening up. His high-pressure ribbon shot and added to the mess on my taint, running down my balls. Clyde put a foot on my lower back, and the weight brought my ass down. The sickly man’s cock felt like it slid in further. Oh shit, how deep is that? That’s not in me, is it? My ass was so sore from earlier that I couldn’t tell. “Agh!…” the man dropped his body on my back and wrapped his arms around my torso. His hips attempted to plow in. My ring practically wrapped around his mushroom. “Agh!… Ahhh…” After a few more cock bursts, his orgasm subsided, and he sighed in satisfaction. Wait, I didn’t feel his cum run brown my balls. Where did those last shots go? The confusion distracted me enough that his cock plunged forward, and I felt him sink in. His hips met my ass with a wet slap. He was giving me slow thrusts. “Hey kid, clench your ass on my shaft. Try and milk out my last few drops.” He muttered in my ear. Clyde’s foot on my face made it too hard to respond. As the sickly old man dug his cock in deep, he gave my ass a slap. Out of reflex, my hole clenched around the base of his cock, and he withdrew almost all the way, his shaft getting squeezed by my sphincter. “Yeah, that’s it. Keep going.” He buried his cock in and slapped my ass again, withdrawing in sync with my ass clenching. He repeated that process a few more times. “Nice. You’re a stubborn one.” The man mumbled. His hard-on persisted, and he was going up and down on me as if he was trying to build up another load. “Looks like the two of you are busy having your own fun.“ Clyde withdrew his toes from my mouth and got up. He walked away, leaving me alone with the old man mounted on me. I was frozen in fear as I was now one-on-one with the sick old man. His hips made wet slapping sounds as he was fucking me. Gratuitous cum coated my ass balls and belly as it smeared on the ground. The man stopped fucking me and pulled out. Finally. “Let’s not waste this sauce.” He rubbed his cock against my balls in an upward swipe, then spread my ass with his fingers. “Nice little gape you have there.” Then aimed his cock at my open hole. I felt the gooey mess on his tip pressing in, and thats when I struggled. I managed to get out from under him and got to my feet. My ass and balls were dripping with his slime. “Don’t be like that. Let’s have some more fun together.” He reached for me, but I stepped away. “I need to go.” I left that area of the complex in search of where uncle Chester might be. Eventually, I found him sitting on a bench in an open room next to a hot tub. Several men were in the hot tub playing with each other, and Chester was having a conversation with some other men, stroking his big cock. I felt like it was time to leave, so I sheepishly approached in the hope I could get him to agree to let us go home.

Always love this video - clearly that deep ring on the bottom needed to be muscled open [think before following links] https://www.gayforit.eu/video/232346/Ty-Roberts-and-streetwhore-Sunny

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

My step-brother and I are taking loads together at the double tree downtown July 19 and 20. No loads refused. Where are the nasty Philly breeders? Sniffies ad will be posted.

Just found the Ty Robets video …. That is hot …. From the sounds the street whore was making… you could tell he was not enjoying all of that …

I do. I can release half of the next chapter to satisfy some guys and the next half later.

Feeding my cock to one of my fags.

I think the public in general remembered how the economy was so much better under Trump 45 and that recent memory was a strong asset going into the 20024 election. Everything I feared that Trump would do in his first administration - abuse of executive power, vengeance, bad foreign policy, & sporadic domestic policy (tariffs, budget cuts, etc . . .) has true in his second term. Nobody with will insight, experience, or ability wants to work with this administration. Trump is on the way to losing the midterms and hopefully a Democratic Congress will place a check on his abuse of power. I also predict that he will be impeached again. The real question at the heart of the matter is what is to become of Trump's MAGA mob? Also think that a lot of voters didn't have a problem voting for a felon when they realized how the Democratic Party & Biden administration had been covering up Biden's mental in decline. Conversely, one could attribute Trump's rebound to Biden trying to run for a second term. Biden's definitely destroyed his political legacy. I'm reading that no one even wants to donate to his presidential library, and I doubt he will be alive to even see a library opened, if one is even built.

Sure.

Porn is fantasy. The reality is that they aren't fucking the crew unless it's part of the shoot and they get paid for it.

Trump is the creature from the black lagoon. He was never going to drain the swamp. He is now charging $5 million to have a one on one dinner with people that want his ear. The only draining he is doing is draining money into super PACs which will launder money into his and his families pockets.

There's been quite a few hook ups where I've really connected with that person. I remember meeting this guy and we shared very similar interests in almost everything, and I could see myself starting a relationship, but something always goes wrong...

I met my husband through what was supposed to be a quick fuck after work one night back in 2001. Turns out I was the first to fuck him as he had only done oral with guys before. After I dropped my load and was getting dressed he got out of me where I worked and showed up the next day at my office. So after a few more fuck sessions we started dating. And when gay marriage became legal we were married. Now it's been 24 years. Long time for a hook-up!

It’s a necessary evil. I usually perform a good clean out before bottoming, sometimes it’s a quick douche and go. I never use harsh additives, just warm water.

I'm part of the daily douching group, it's just become part of my routine to hose myself out when I shower. Like @MuscledHorse I haven't taken a "normal" shit in years, because I'm just always cleaned out. I like never having to worry about whether I am ready to fucked or fisted. Additionally, I'm often wearing buttplugs for signficant period throughout the day, so it's convenient.

@nymidtowneast Thanks. Hopefully this next chapter also lives up to the rest. @KinkyTallBottom Well... something tells me the next chapter ahead is going to really drive that point home... @onlyraw No comment. I don't want to give any spoilers. Something interesting is planned with the two of them later... @shinelover Hopefully the next chapter will help fill that bit I left you hanging on... @kitpig Well, this chapter will be the first major step I think... @leatherpunk16 Finally! Wasn't for a lack of trying on my part! @SirGalatsi No worries. Glad you found it though. Hope you enjoy the next chapter! So, I felt pretty bad at how long it took to update, so I'm gonna do a second post this week. Hopefully everyone enjoys where I took this. Just know that I might be delayed a little due to a special something I am working on in the background, but I should still be able to post regular updates on here for this story. Once this one is done, I will probably be picking up another one of the previous of my stories, as I feel more comfortable starting back up a few of them with some new ideas. Anyways, enjoy! ----------- Lesson 8- Put Your Mindset to Work Stepping into the room, the glass door softly shut behind us, and I looked around. The massive room was warmly but dimly lit with mood lighting, the incandescent lighting gleaming off the heavily lacquered wood floor, the dark grey walls almost seeming to absorb any extra light. One wall of the room was covered with glass windows. The light coming through them was dimmer than I expected, likely having some sort of film to block light over them. Multiple leather chairs were grouped around the room, some facing the tv, and others in small groups of four. Between many of the large chairs were deep mahogany tables, each sporting a large ceramic ashtray, each with large indents, which I imaged were to hold cigars. The room smelled vaguely of cigar smoke, as the hush of what I guessed to the an air filtration system reverberated in the silent room. I followed Ben towards one of several large, oversized leather couches, looking around the room as I followed him. A bar stood in one corner of the room, a wall of glass bottles locked in a cabinet behind it. On one wall was a massive TV, currently off, flanked on either side by tall glass humidors. In another corner, a large U-shaped glossy black table was surrounded by several leather clad stools, with what looked to me like a poker set up. Unceremoniously, Ben sat down on the couch, casually spreading his legs as he reached into one of his pockets and pulled out a sophisticated looking lighter. He pulled the unlit cigar out of his mouth, and flicking the lighter to life, he slowly turned the end of the cigar in the flame, until putting the cigar back into his mouth, puffing it to life. The end quickly glowed to a bright cherry red, and with a simple release of the button, the flame snuffed out. Some part of me felt a hunger of sorts as I watched him take a deep draw on the cigar before blowing out a large cloud of smoke my way. I swallowed slowly, as I stood in front of him, apprehension making my stomach feel like it was flipping around. “Well,” he said, gesturing at me with the cigar in one of his large hands, “Go ahead and strip naked. I want to see what’s got Greg and Mike so worked up. Silently, I stripped off the snug black shirt off over my head, gently placing it down on the back of one of the oversized leather chairs. Next, I stepped out of my simple flip-flops, before neatly placing them next to the chair before I slowly pushed the sweatpants down, letting them fall to my feet as I stepped out of them. I felt naked without the dirty white jock I had grown accustomed to wearing, the metal of my caged cock glistening in the dim light. I stood silently, letting my arm rest across my stomach, grabbing my opposite arm, feeling somewhat awkward as Ben looked over my body. “Not bad,” he said, taking another puff on the cigar, “Turn around and bend over.” Slowly, I turned around and bent over, feeling the air on my puffy asshole. Ben let out a growl of approval, before letting out a slight chuckle. “I guess I can see why they took a liking to you,” he said, his voice carrying a slight chuckle as he spoke, “Cock locked up like a proper bottom, and I’m sure there’s a few loads flooding your guts there boy. Definitely looks like you have a nice, breed-able ass. Quite the sexy little jock body you have there. Come over here and show me if your mouth is as talented as your hole likely is.” Slowly I stood back up and walked over to Ben, before getting on my knees. Slowly, I unzipped his pants and unbuttoned the top of the fly, before tentatively feeling its size through the fabric. My eyes widened as I felt a thick cock beneath, thicker than anything I had taken before. “I’m guessing your new daddy didn’t tell you my nickname,” Ben said, chuckling again as he blew a cloud of smoke at my face, “Beer Can Ben is what all our friends call me, but you can call me Uncle Ben. Why don’t you pull down my pants and get better aquatinted with it, son?” Slowly, I grabbed the top of the shorts as Ben lifted his hips up, giving me enough access to pull the underwear and pants down to his knees. Ben’s cock sprang forward, finally free of the confines of his clothes. He wasn’t joking about it being as thick as a beer can, I thought to myself, as I took in the size and shape of his cock. Shorter for sure than Greg’s or Mike’s, but the girth more than made up for it. A ring of foreskin covered the hood, with just the tip peeking out. Grabbing the cock, I slowly started to stroke it, watching as his two large balls slowly bounced in time with my strokes, with the entire package being framed with a forest of thick black hair that went easily up towards his chest. “Don’t be shy, boy,” he said, looking down at me before placing his meaty hand on the top of my head, pushing my face towards his groin, “Go ahead and give it a kiss and put it in your mouth. Be sure to get it nice and wet.” Apprehensively, I slowly began to suck and kiss the tip, before beginning to lick it, running my tongue underneath the foreskin and circling the cocked underneath. Ben let out an appreciative growl before pushing my head down further, guiding me to try and take even more of the massive member into my mouth. I began to work it in my mouth, feeling as my jaw stretched further to take in the size of it, aching slightly as Ben gave a few gentle pushes down on it. Behind me, I heard a soft whoosh as the glass door opened, before quietly shutting. I half listened as who I presumed was Greg eventually sat on one of the couches opposite of the one Ben was on as I worked to fit the last of the meaty rock in my mouth. “Don’t spoil the pig, Ben,” Greg laughed, as the sound of a lighter flicking to life puncture the silence of the room, “No need to go gentle. He likes being handled rough.” Suddenly, I felt as Ben forcefully shoved my head down onto the remainder of his cock, forcing me to fight back the urge to gag as the head of it slammed against my throat. “Fuck, that is nice,” he groaned, suddenly grabbing my head with both hands and began to slowly fuck my skull, “Where the fuck did you both find such a hot piece of ass?” “Came with the house so to speak,” Greg chuckled as I finally gagged after an especially hard slam of Ben’s cock, “Pig lives a few doors down. Knocked on the door not even 3 days after we finished moving in. All it took was Mike and I offering to give him a tour of the dungeon, and the pig was spread leg in our sling and letting us sound his cock. Pretty sure we even got to take his ass cherry.” “Holy shit,” Ben groaned, before forcefully removing his cock from my mouth, before grabbing the back of my head with a fistful of my hair and pulling it back to face him, “Fuck… that all true, pig?” I could only breathlessly nod as I slowly caught my breath, sucking in a deep lungful of air. “Fucking hell that’s hot. I seriously need to find me a hot little jock pig like this,” Ben replied, before pulling me by my hair gently upwards. Slowly, I stood up, my knees somewhat shaky as Ben began to pull me into his lap, positioning my legs onto either side of him and he slowly slid down a bit in the couch. Taking a deep draw on the cigar, he guided the back of my head towards his face, before locking lips and kissing me. I let out a small groan as out tongues slid around each other, his beard slowly tickling my now somewhat scruffy face from the lack of shaving. I hungrily sucked in the kiss as he slowly exhaled the thick lungful of cigar smoke. I felt his thick cock slowly sliding up and down across my asscrack when we finally broke the kiss. I let out a long exhale of the swapped cigar smoke, causing him to chuckle again. “Fucking hell, you guys wasted no time training him to take cigar smoke. He’s quite sexy little shit,” Ben said happily, before turning his attention to Greg, who was sitting on the opposite couch, recording everything on his phone, “Mind if I take a ride in his hole?” My ass twitched in anticipation at the prospect of feeling his cock stretching out my already well fucked hole, remembering how it had felt to be double penetrated just the night before. I looked over at Greg, unable to hide the pleading look in my eyes as Greg started to smile. Something inside me needed to know what riding his cock would be like. “Whole reason I brought him by,” Greg said, before grabbing the lit cigar out of the ashtray on the table next to him and walking over, “Only thing is that the pig is also in smoke training. You’ll have to make sure he smokes his own the whole time. Should be a little overdue for the first one of the day.” As if on auto-pilot, I opened my mouth, letting Greg set the decent sized, jet black cigar into my mouth, before taking a deep draw on the cigar. The cherry glowed bright as I sucked down the thick strong smoke, for some reason feeling suddenly at ease. I let out a sudden groan and had to reach a hand out to steady myself as I suddenly felt a few of Ben’s meaty fingers probe into my ass, working themselves in easily. “Damn, you guys flooded him good, didn't you,” Ben said as he pulled them out and inspected them, a sheen of cum coating them, “Does he know…” Greg cut him off, holding his hand up with a grin on his face, silencing Ben mid-sentence. “Just… Find out for yourself. I think you’ll be pleased. I’ll leave you two to play while I gather up everything I need for his training,” Greg said, before bending over slightly and taking the cigar out of my mouth before kissing me, before opening my mouth and spitting a large glob of cigar spit in my mouth. “Thank you sir…” I muttered softly, smiling, as he stuck the cigar back in. I took another deep draw on the cigar, as Greg knelt over and whispered in my ear. “Good boy, you made sure to ask first,” Greg said softly, “I could see how you were asking me with those eyes. You earned yourself a treat later, as long as you make me proud. Don't forget to let that dirty fucking inner pig come out. He'll eat it up.” Greg then stood up, and with a pat on Ben’s shoulder, walked out of the lounge and back into the shop. “Fuck you look hot smoking that stogie, boy,” Ben said, as he puffed on his cigar, his cock throbbing hard against laying against my hole, “I want to see you smoke mine at the same time for a second while I get this shirt off.” I nodded and let him put his larger cigar in my mouth, slowly puffing on both as he began to strip out of his shirt. My lungs burned as I automatically sucked in the massive amount of smoke, marveling at the amount as it jetted out of my nose. Finally, Ben got his shirt off, revealing a thick mat of black fur covering his stomach and chest. Underneath, I could just make out a tattoo in the shape of a scorpion. Thinking back to the first fuck with Greg and Mike, I assumed this was also some sort of sign that Ben was packing a venomous load. I almost thought to say something, when I remembered how quickly Greg had cut Ben off. If I had to guess, I figured Ben was going to ask if I knew their status. So, with that, I kept quiet, playing along with Greg’s lead and letting Ben be the one to mention it. “Fuckin’ can’t wait to get inside that sexy jock hole, boy,” Ben growled, pulling his cigar back out of my mouth and puffing on it several times. I gave my ass a slight wiggle, causing his massive cock to wiggle around on my crack, immediately making him grin evilly as he continued talking. “You need that thick meat destroying your guts, don’t you piggy?” Ben growled, reaching below and and pressing the slick head of his uncut cock against the puffy lips of my hole. I began to nod when suddenly Ben grabbed my hips and puled my ass down, fully seating his cock in one solid stroke. My groan sounded almost like a yell, as my body got slowly used to the sudden invasion Ben had just made. My legs quivered at the massive stretching feeling. “That was a rhetorical question, slut,” Ben growled, puffing on his cigar hard and blowing the smoke in my face, “You’re gonna take every last drop of my load today whether you want to or not.” I could only groan and nod, sucking on the cigar as Ben suddenly began to fuck my ass with wild abandon, stretching out my already abused hole with each stroke, as each time he bottomed out in me it felt like my guts were truly being rearranged. “Nothing but a dumb little cumdump, aren’t you,” Ben growled, sneering at me as he puffed hard on the cigar before blowing it out directly in my face, “Fucking load you up with a massive load and watch you slide home on it. Dumb little blonde jock like you only has one purpose, and that’s to be a fucking incubator for my superior man cum.” I could only groan and whimper, barely nodding as he continued his onslaught on my ass. Suddenly, he reached up and grabbed my pecs, before starting to pinch and work my nipples. “Gonna fucking breed your worthless jock ass and flood it full of my special seed. Make it so that you crave dirty bear cum from men like me. Get you fucking addicted to whoring your ass out and begging for our loads. Your ass will only be suitable as a fucking cum receptacle for toxic loads,” he continued, his cock throbbing at each new insult he said, pinching my nipples hard and making them swollen, “Keep your useless cock locked up so you focus on cumming with your ass like a proper slut.” As if to drive the point home, Ben flicked his fingers on the tip of the cage, before going pack to working my nipples. “Fuck… You’re getting fucking destroyed right now, boy. Did you know that boy,” he growled, with what I assumed to be another question I need not answer, “Did you know I’m fucking working my highly toxic load into these ass walls right now, and pushing all those poz loads your new daddies filled you with even deeper in to those guts? That you’re getting pozzed up right now?” “Fuck, ohh…. Oh fuck…” I could only groan, working the cigar in my mouth hard, hauling away on it without a care as I listened to the verbal abuse Ben was spewing out at me, loving the mind fuck as he destroyed my ass. “Yeah boy, you’re gonna be truly fucked. Once we’re done with you, the only thing you’ll be good for is to be a slutty little incubator for our bugs. Bent over at the bathhouse, letting every nasty fucker free entrance to perfect ass,” Ben yelled, pinching my nipples hard one last time before gripping my ass in an vise-like grip, “Bent over and shaking this bubble butt, legs spread and waiting for someone to fill you up. That what you fucking want boy? To be nothing more than the local cum dump, carrying around our strain and letting in anyone else who wants to add theirs?” “Oh, fuck, yes sir, please help me become that,” I groaned, smoke pouring out of me as I let him pull my ass down hard, “My only purpose is to be a toxic cum receptacle, letting in any man who wants to dump their load inside me. Let anyone who needs a willing hole to infect help destroy my jock body. Help convert me into a worthless poz whore.” Ben let out a loud growl as his slams into my hole began to falter in their rhythm. “Yeah, boy, you fucking know what you are. This hot body of your was made only for one purpose… to used by real men for fucking their superior loads into. Letting your useless load drip on the ground as as lube for the next man who wants your ass. To be nothing but a cum craving toxic slut. And I’m gonna help you become just that,” Ben moaned, his rhythm faltering even more, “You fucking ready? You fucking want what I’m gonna give you?” “Oh fuck, breed me. Fucking destroy my jock body,” I groaned, my cock leaking like a faucet through the cage as my ass was reamed into oblivion, “Please fucking knock me up with your superior cum. I want to get infected and become a poz jock whore.” Suddenly, Ben’s eyes bulged and he growled, biting his lips as he pulled my ass hard against his hips and held still. Suddenly, I felt as he unleashed a torrent of cum in my guts, his cock throbbing over and over, eliciting a new growl from him at each volley. Finally, he was done shooting, holding my ass in place as we both came down from out proverbial cum highs. Finally, Ben let out a massive sign along with a happy growl. “Holy… Fuck…” Ben said, removing his cigar and leaning slightly over, setting his spent cigar in the ashtray, “Greg and Mike hit the fucking jackpot with you, boy.” The words made me blush slightly, and I was sure what to say. “Fucking hell.. that was fucking divine. Your ass is a fucking dream to fuck. You can bet you earned yourself a massive discount on everything, boy,” Ben said, giving my ass a light smack before finally pulling his now soft cock out of my hole. Looking down, he dipped his fingers into the puddle of my precum pool on his stomach, licking it as he nudged me off. “Go ahead and get dressed,” Ben said, before sucking on his finger, “Fucked out a nice bit of sweet neg precum from you. Tell Greg I’ll be out in a second.” Slowly, I stood up, my legs shakier than I’d ever felt, as I hobbled over and slowly pulling my sweatpants up. I could feel Ben’s load leak out a little, likely leaving a dark stain on my ass crack. With a sudden dirty though as I was pulling the shirt on, I turned around and knelt one final time in front of Ben, slowly taking his soft, cum covered cock into my mouth and sucked it clean. “Oh fuck….Good boy, clean all that dirty cum off Uncle Ben’s cock,” he hissed, running his hand brought my hair. Smiling, I stood back up and turned around, suddenly noticing Greg’s phone… with its own stand aimed at the the couch. Grabbing it, I turned it around in my hand and hit stop, before pocketing it. I guess he wanted a keepsake… I thought to myself, before walking over to the door to the lounge and walked over to Greg, who was leaning casually against the counter next to a large cardboard box with what I assumed were different things from around the shop. “Make me proud, boy?” Greg asked, holding his hand out expectantly. I handed him the phone and turned around as Ben answered for me, now standing in the doorway, shirt now on, and pants unbuttoned, the fly threatening to open up. “Oh, that he did, bud,” Ben said, chuckling as he began to zip up and button his pants, “Got me wondering where the hell I can get one of him as well. You both weren’t lying when you said his ass was like fucking heaven. And the mouth on him… nice and fucking dirty. Quite the perverted slut you boys are shaping him into.” “I left you an inventory sheet of what I’m taking,” Greg said, “Just send us a bill and we’ll wire over the money.” “Fuck that,” Ben said, taking a brief glance at his watch before slowly walking over to the front door and unlocking it, “You let me have free access to that prime jock ass, and all that is free.” “Sounds fair,” Greg said, grinning at me as he motioned for us to leave, grabbing the large box and walking to the door, now held open by Ben, “Time for the next stop, boy. Let your Uncle Ben open up shop.” I followed Greg to the car, getting a small pat on the ass on the way out the door. I let out a small smile before stepping out into the hot, muggy sunlight, the sun now high up in the sky. Greg and I walked in silence to the already running car, the AC whirring away as it cooled the inside of the black leather interior. Greg went to the back of the car, and put the box in the trunk, before going back to the driver’s side door, unlocking the doors. I quickly got in and sat down, somewhat mindful I was likely leaking cum out of my hole on the expensive seat covering. Sitting in silence, I watched as Greg started up the engine and out the car in drive, on our way to the next destination.

Well I don't owe you any explanation as I have no idea who you are. But he is still alive and well doing DJ work. Here is a poster from this weekend and a current picture. It's rather offensive how you responded to me, but I really don't care what you think.

Many years ago, when saunas were the place to go when men were horny, I had a young black dude follow me in the sauna. He would keep saying "You have nice eyes", and found it weird because nobody else had ever said that to me in a sauna. I invited him into my room, and he said it again "You have nice eyes", but the I realize that he had a thick accent and that he was saying "You have nice ass". His cock was big but also, it have a noticeable curve in his cock. I had to work hard adjusting his cock in my hole, and changing position helped. He didn't take too long for him to cum. This was when most bottoms were still demanding condoms when taking anon cock. This 20-year old black dude was kind of skinny but he loved fucking and creaming a hole. I would periodically get calls from him telling me that he was horny. I would usually pick him up at the university residence. I once suggested first go for dinner and then come home to fuck, but he told me that he was too horny and preferred to fuck first, and then go for dinner. We went together to Montreal and visited a sauna. He was fun and we kept seeing for a couple of years. I loved getting fucked by him but that big curved cock took some adjusting.

One word: suction

Playing with some toys

My hungry hole

Fuck that was hot!!!!

Jimmy Nursing For DaDa's Milk

Beautiful!

I remember the "straight" popular football player that I went to school with would always try to bully the gay kids... only for me to find him at an orgy wearing fishnets lol

Fuck I want this so bad, I never went to any of the sex clubs the last time I was in gran can but might have to next time. Really want to be gangfucked and fisted properly.

And here I am after all 9 losds

There is a sink (not sure if permanent) for washing your arse in front of the main sink

Sam and I drove down to Bendigo on Saturday to meet up with his buddy Sean, who told us that he had already arranged a play party for a bug chaser. "His name is Michael, and he's a kid in university, just 20 years old," Sean said. "He's desperate to get pozzed. He's been asking me to arrange a conversion party for him for the last six months! So today I told him come over and I'll make his dream come true." "Twenty years old! He might be our youngest convert yet!," said Sam. "Yeah, definitely a twink. I really think this is going to be a lot of fun," Sean said. Half an hour later and two more of Sam and Sean's buddies drove over . The five of us sat around drinking beers waiting for the future poz boy. Pete and Ricky were a bear couple, both of them bears. All of us were in our 50s and 60s, but I was the only one who wasn't poz. Finally, the guest of honor arrived. "What a cutie," said Sam, running his fingers through Michael's hair. Michael grinned and planted a kiss on Sam's mouth, which prompted Sam to pull him closer and roughly force his tongue in Michael's mouth. Michael offered no resistance. In no time, all of us were in Sean's bedroom, madly pulling off our clothes. Michael was soon on his back on Sean's king sized bed, with Sam between Michael's legs rimming his hole. Sean was sucking Michael's cock while Pete and Ricky played with Michael's nipples. I stood on the sidelines watching and fondling my rock-hard cock. No doubt about it, Michael was adorable. Probably only 5'5" tall, blond with almost no hair on his body. He may have been 20 years old, but he looked like a choirboy. The only surprise was the large Prince Albert ring on the tip of his uncut cock, which now had hardened to a good 7 inches. "Okay, boy, time for your breeding," said Sam, pulling Michael's ass down to the edge of the bed and raising his legs up over his shoulders. "This is your last chance to back out, faggot." We all knew that Michael wouldn't back out, he was moaning with his eyes closed from all the pleasure he was getting. "I'm staying," Michael said. "Please breed me, sir!" "So you want my poz cock in your ass, boy? You ready to get the gift?" "God yeah, sir," Michael groaned as Sam slipped a lubed finger into his ass. "Please poz me, I want it so bad, sir." "Okay boy, since you asked so nicely, here goes!," said Sam, ramming his gorgeous cock into Michael's ass. Michael screamed as Sam stretched out his hole. It may have hurt at first, but as Michael's pussy loosened up he soon began pushing his ass back onto Sam's cock. Pre-cum was leaking from Michael's pierced cock, which Sean promptly licked off. My cock was leaking too. This was the hottest scene I'd ever been in. Watching these men working over this twink's body was better than any porn movie I'd ever seen. I had to stop jacking my cock or else I would have shot my load in a minute. Michael was rocking his ass back on Sam's cock, begging him to breed him. "You ready for my poz cum, boy?," asked Sam. "You want my toxic load deep in your faggot ass?" "Oh fuck yeah," Michael yelled. Ricky was jacking Michael's cock and squeezing his balls, forcing a thick ribbon of cum shoot out, landing on Michael's smooth chest and stomach. "That was your last negative load, boy," said Sam, slamming his cock hard into Michael's ass. Both men shouted out as Sam emptied his jizz into Michael's boy hole. The rest of us cheered this epic breeding. After catching his breath, Sam eased his still-hard cock out of Michael. When some cum dribbled out of Michael's hole, Sam quickly used his finger to scoop it up and push it back in. "Hold that cum in, boy," Sam scolded him. "Let my poz babies work their way in and get you pregnant." Sean was next, holding Michael's ankles high while slipping his cock into his hole. Sam stood up and put his dripping cock against Michael's mouth. The boy eagerly licked and sucked every drop from Sam's dick while Sean pumped his load into Michael's ass. After Ricky and Pete had taken their turns shooting their poz cum into Michael's ass, Sam looked over at me and nodded. "Join the fun, Rob," he grinned. He didn't have to ask me twice. Michael's hole was a sloppy creampie by now. Four toxic loads were inside, beginning their work of converting Michael from negative to positive. I pushed my hard dick into Michael, loving the feeling of the wet loads surrounding my cock. After just a few thrusts I added my jizz to the pool of cum coating Michael's rectum. All of us climbed onto the bed, cuddling and kissing Michael. "Welcome to the club, Mikey," said Sam, stroking Michael's head. "How does it feel to be in the poz fraternity?" "Oh my god, it feels so good," he said softly. "Thank you, everyone. You've been so good to me." Seeing the look of sheer bliss on Michael's face made me realize that I hated being out of the fraternity. But I wasn't ready to make that commitment just yet. I still had to overcome my fear of being HIV+. And I wasn't sure I could. -To be continued-

@Medwaym Wouldn't be one of my stories with it, lol @nymidtowneast Who knows? Lots of characters in play in the later chapters. @PozBearWI Definitely one of several possibilities I had written down @BoYGaSM Who knows.... not me.... 😛 @LthrRaw Glad you enjoyed it. Definitely where I am going with the story. @curiousaboutbb Sorry, was busy last week and this. Just got a chance to finish the chapter. @pozpopperpig Sorry for the delay. Hope this chapter is up to par. @leatherpunk16 Yeah, I try to be as complete on my scene building and mapping out what the character is doing as I can. There will be a few twists, that can be certain. 😉 Sorry for the delay this week. Had to work extra and just got a day off today. Hope everyone enjoys! And as always, don't hesitate to make suggestions or guesses. Never know what might be correct or added to the story. 🙂 ---------------- Lesson 5: The Seed- Finding Purpose and Happiness in Life and Work Quickly, I shoved the cash quickly back into the envelope and stuffed it in my back pocket before walking into the kitchen and set the bag on the counter. Turning my attention to the box of cigars, I took it out and quickly counted how many there were. Taking in the dark brown sticks, clad in a bright red wrapper and a scorpion on the side, I did a quick bit of mental math. I would have to smoke at least 3 a day to finish them in a week. Looking over at the clock, which now proudly said 12:07, I looked around for the list left by my parents, inwardly glad there would plenty of time to get everything done, smoke the first cigar, and then get ready for the dinner tonight. I worked quickly in silence, vaguely aware at the slick damp feeling in my asscrack as two fresh poz loads slowly seeped out of the abused remains of my ass. Satisfied the dishes were loaded and running, the laundry was collected and running, and making a quick run around downstairs with the small vacuum my mom kept in the kitchen, I then sat down at the kitchen table before pulling out the first cigar. Previously, Mike and Greg had either given me their already prepared cigars, or in the case of today, an already prepared unlit one. My memory quickly went back to watching them cut and prep them the night before. Still slightly unsure, I decided to turn to the internet, hoping there would be decent instructions on how to cut it. As soon as I opened my phone, a sudden ding of a new message caused me to nearly drop it. Just as Greg had promised, it was a group text with a picture of me in the sling. Holy fuck, I thought to myself, I look so fucking hot. There on the screen was me, legs up in the air with a gaping open asshole, glossy white cum drooling out of the wrecked remains of my tight asshole, and my freshly shot load sprayed across my face and chest. The look on my face was one I had seen a few times on a porn of someone after a hard fucking; eyes slightly glazed, face flushed, and a trail of cigar smoke drifting up from the short cigar nub sticking out of my jaw. I really did looked like a freshly fucked whore on one of the BDSM sites I had checked out on a whim one night a year or two ago. Instantly, I felt my dick get harder and my asshole got a slight ache, reminding me of the fun I had just had. I eventually had to shake myself out of it as I saw the tell-tale bubble with three dots appear as Mike typed out his reply. Damn! I missed you smoking your first full cigar! Mike’s message popped up quickly, followed by, You look so fucking sexy boy! Wish I could have stayed and fed you more. Feeling myself blush slightly, I could only muster a quick thanks, before minimizing the text and going to the web, looking up quickly how to properly cut a cigar. Following the instructions to the letter, I cut the cigar, and hoping it was correct, swept the remains of the cigar’s cap into my hand, as I learned it was called. Tossing the bits of tobacco into the trash, I grabbed the lighter and stepped out the back door into my yard, shoving my phone into my pocket. “Jesus…” I groaned to myself, as the heat and humidity hit me with actual physical force, the epitome of the midwestern summer, “It’s like the ass crack of Stan today." Slowly, I trudged towards the woods lining our property line, cigar in one hand and lighter in the other. I was hoping that maybe in the shade, it would be better to smoke the cigar, knowing that if I were to try and smoke it in the sun, I’d likely melt or die of heat exhaustion. There was only some relief as I stepped into the shade, making my way deeper into the woods. Growing up, I was thankful that there was a park so close to our house, with just a 5 minute walk through the woods to reach the path. Today I was actually equally glad, though I guess for a different reason. Eventually I reached about 2/3 of the way to the park path, finally cooling off in the shade of the trees and sitting on the trunk of an old fallen tree. Thankfully it was probably a good ten degrees cooler under the trees. Sitting down, I slowly let myself catch my breath, realizing that the short walk in the humidity had actually taken my breath away somewhat. Looking at the cigar in my hand, I contemplated what to do next for a moment. Should I light the cigar first, then take a selfie, or take it while? Quickly, I decided on the former, and thinking back to what Greg had done, I lit my lighter and held the flame under the foot of the cigar. I slowly began to puff on it, rotating it between puffs. Instinctively, I felt my dick begin to harden. Satisfied I had it lit, I took it out of my mouth, looking at the end of the cigar. Thankfully, it was fully lit, with an even bright red cherry across the foot as the internet had instructed. Shoving it back in my mouth, I began to puff on it. Looking around, I took in the quiet scenery, while slowly rubbing my dick on the outside of my shorts. After a few minutes, I pulled out my phone and took a quick selfie before sending it to the group text. Horny, I pulled down my pants and began to stroke my dick, as I puffed on the large cigar in my mouth. A quick sound of a twig breaking caused me to suddenly rocket upright and look around, afraid someone had somehow came upon me while feeling myself up half naked in the woods. My heart started beating hard as I pulled the cigar out of my mouth, like a scared kid who had just had his parents walk in on him. However, I saw nothing there. No person telling me off, not even an animal. Letting out a sigh of relief, I let out a large cloud of smoke I hadn’t even been aware of sucking in. Suddenly, the sound of my phone dinging caused me to jump. Quickly, I opened the phone and looked at the screen. Fuck yeah, good to see you’re an eager smoke pig, Greg had replied, quickly followed by a grinning devil. Soon after I got a message from Mike, I want you make sure to suck that thick smoke down. Feed those lungs and make your daddies proud. Still feeling slightly jumpy for no reason, I slowly began to walk through the woods, puffing on the cigar and sucking in most of the smoke, only occasionally coughing slightly from the strong smoke. Time flew by rather quickly as I was quickly over half way done smoking the cigar. The whole time, my cock was hard and throbbing in my shorts, the feeling of the rough fabric of the jock rubbing against my cock head slowly driving me crazy. Suddenly, a somewhat wicked thought crossed my mind, and switching to my camera app, I pulled my pants and the jock back down, before posing with my cock in hand. Moving the cigar to the corner of my mouth, I eventually got the phone positioned down and took a quick video of me sucking in a large draw on the cigar, while slowly jacking my cock, before groaning out a cloud of smoke. I then sent the short clip to Greg and Mike, and walked over to a tree and leaned against it, smoking more and working my cock, occasionally spitting on my cock and using it as lube. Feeling more and more horny, reached around to my hole with a free hand and slowly began to finger myself. Eventually I looked down at my feet when I noticed the used condom. The sight surprised me at first. I had heard of rumors that guys would hook up in the woods in the park, but growing up, I’d never seen any evidence of it before. Moving it slightly with my foot, I had to admit I was impressed. Not only did it look to be a magnum, but whoever it belonged to must cum by the bucketful, as the condom looked almost more like a water balloon. My mind began to wander, imaging myself in the woods late at night bent over and taking a load from this mysterious stranger when my phone dinged again. Pulling out my fingers from my well fucked hole, I pulled the mostly smoked cigar from my mouth, and then stuck the cum coated digits into my mouth, enjoying the taste of poz cum on my tongue before looking at my messages. Hot fucking neg smoker pig. Thinking of us breeding you while you haul on that cigar? Mike asked, before a picture of his hard dick showed on my screen. Next, Greg’s message came across the screen. Can’t wait to lock that cock of yours up and make you go beg for loads from random strangers like a proper cumdump. No loads refused. Fuck that sounds hot, I replied, jerking my cock faster as I imagined exactly that. A random group of faceless men all lined up to take a turn at my hole, bent over a fallen tree as I smoked a fat cigar. In my imagination, one of the guys fucking me leaned over before growling in my ear “Fucking take my diseased load, whore,“ and then with one final slam, the guy buried himself deep in my ass and flooded it with his cum. Suddenly, I felt my balls tighten up before shooting a massive load on the ground. As I continued shooting, I felt myself drawing hard on the cigar, desperate to feed my lungs the smoke. Breathlessly, I felt my whole lower abdomen shudder as the aftershock of my ejaculation shook my body. Pulling the mostly smoked cigar out of my mouth, I dropped it on the ground before crushing it under my foot. Slowly I let myself recover, amazed at how hard and how much cum I had shot at the idea of being a whore in the park at night. Spent and feeling slightly boneless, I pulled my pants and jock back up, not bothering to wipe the remaining cum from my cock before trudging back through the woods back to my house. ——— Dinner was a boring affair as always. Mom gushing about my sister and her impending wedding plans near the end of the summer. Endless questions about caterers and flowers and the invitations. My brother, dad and fiancé heatedly talked about whatever team they were wanting to go to the Super Bowl, and other statistics, with me just agreeing in a bored tone of voice with whatever thing my dad would ask me for agreement about the college team at my school. Unfortunately, our family had a strict no cellphones at the table rule. Eventually my attention turned to the hot waiter at the other tables, my mind fantasizing about the sizable bulge in his pants. Imagining what we would do, how he’d compare to Greg and Mike, what his status might be. “Everything ok sweetheart,” my mother suddenly asked, drawing my attention away from my thoughts suddenly. “Huh?” I asked, not really registering what she had asked. “God, why can’t you act like you want to be here Riley,” my sister pouted, crossing her arms across her chest and her voice getting into that fake annoying high pitched she’d use while we were kids to get sympathy from my parents, “You just can’t stand not being the center of attention for once, can you? Just out to ruin everything of mine!” “Uh… No…,” I replied, perplexed at the sudden childish behavior coming from her, not seeing one of her tantrums for years, “What’s your problem?” “Jen, baby, he’s probably just tired from mowing those yards today,” her fiancé replied in a sickly sweet tone, apparently used to this behavior and trying to calm her down. For a second, I was going to thank him for his stepping in. And then I realized I’d forgotten his name. Erin… Erin… something with a E, I thought to myself, my mind struggling to remember it. “Yeah, sorry Jen, just tired. It was just really hot today,” I said lamely, as I mouthed a thank you as my sister turned away, pouting like a child, “What was the question?” “Marcus was just asking if you got your tux yet for the wedding next month,” my mom said with a sigh, rubbing her hand on my sister’s back trying to calm her down before she got up and stormed off, my mother following quickly behind. “Oh, um, yeah,” I said mentally kicking myself at still getting the guys name wrong, “I’ll pick it up next week. Sorry.” “No worries man, she’s just worried about everything being perfect for the wedding,” Marcus replied, shooting a warm smile at me and looking directly in my eyes, “Let me know when you get it done and I’ll make sure Jen gets the message.” I shuffled slightly in my seat, suddenly keenly aware that Marcus was actually not bad looking, and my jock was definitely rubbing on my semi hard cock again. Thankfully the check for dinner came shortly after, and one quiet car ride later, I went upstairs and changed to my preferred tank top and basketball shorts. The sun was finally down, and the temperature, although still muggy, was now decent. Looking at my phone, I was actually somewhat sad that there was still no reply after the afternoon’s events from Greg or Mike. Sighing, I pulled out my laptop and slowly started scrolling through several porn sites, making sure the volume was off as I browsed, hearing my brother’s tv from the other room through the paper thin walls. Leaning over the side of the bed, I dug through my backpack before finally finding my wireless earbuds. Putting them in and connecting them to the laptop, I slowly started skimming porn, not really finding much to interest me. I sat there for a second, frustrated, before deciding on a whim starting a search for things like poz and bug chasing. Several videos later, I felt my dick throbbing hard, and my balls ached for release. Looking over at the clock, I suddenly realized it was now 11pm, and pulling out one of the earbuds, listened for any sounds. All that met me was the muted sounds of my brother snoring in the other room, and the dull sound of waves from my parent’s white noise machine. Leaning back over the edge of the bed again, I pulled out from under the bed the lighter and one of cigars, thankfully already prepped earlier while I was still alone in the house. Quietly, I went downstairs, before slipping on a pair of old tennis shoes and making my way into the woods, thankful for the nearly full moon lighting my way. Satisfied I was out of sight from my house, I quickly got the cigar lit and started walking towards the park path, knowing that I could use the light from one of the street lamps along it for the photo. Slowly I trudged through the deeper part of the woods, using my phone’s flashlight to light the way as I quietly puffed away on the cigar, occasionally inhaling hard and enjoying seeing the large cloud of smoke coming out of me. Finally, I made it to the path, and made my way to one of the benches. Sitting down, I took a quick shot of myself, spreading my legs and puffing on the cigar before taking the picture and sending it. I sat there for a few minutes smoking in silence, waiting for a reply before finally guess that Greg and Mike had to be in bed. After a few minutes, I noticed two guys briefly make eye contact with me before suddenly walking off the path and into the dark woods. Amused, I knew immediately that this had to be where the rumors of people cruising the park and fucking in it at night came from. Curious, I wondered to myself if one of them was Mr. Big Shot, as I had nicknamed the mystery guy who had filled the condom in my mind. Slowly I let my hand drift to my crotch and occasionally rubbed it when someone came walking down the path, quickly making eye contact with me. I straightened up out of reflex, sitting properly on the bench. The man was dressed somewhat similar to me, with black hair, and a baseball cap on backwards, a slight beard on his face. Thinner than me but taller. Easily 10 years older. Stopping, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a red and white pack of cigarettes. Expertly, he flipped the pack open and bringing it to his lips before closing the box again and putting it in his pocket. Patting his pockets, he let out a muttered curse before walking up to me. “Hey man, got a light” he asked, his voice deep. I wordlessly reached into my pocket before pulling out the lighter and handed it to him. I watched as his quickly lit up and took a deep drag on the cigarette before tilting his head back and blowing out a huge cloud of smoke with a sigh. “Fuck I needed that,” he said, handing me back the lighter, “Thanks man.” “Um, sure,” I said, unsure what to say and feeling suddenly horny watching the guy hauling the smoke in, “No problem.” “Why don’t we walk together and I’ll give you a proper thank you,” he asked, looking down at the bulge in my pants as my my cock threatened to pop out of the jock. “Uh… I… sure,” I said, making it sound more like a question instead of an answer. Getting up, I followed behind the man as we suddenly took a sharp right off the path, working deeper into the woods, with only the faint light from the lamp post and the moonlight to lead the way. Unsure if this would be ok, I contemplated texting Mike and Greg to get permission, but then the fact they were likely asleep crossed my mind again. I stopped myself and thought back to the texts earlier in the day. They seemed keen to the idea of me getting fucked by strangers. But still, a part of me wanted to make sure. Thankfully, the guy didn’t leave me of a choice as he suddenly stopped and turned around, pulling my pants and jock down and giving my dick a few tugs. Hopefully they wouldn’t mind me getting a random blowjob. “Nice piece of meat there, man,” he said, and suddenly he was kneeling down on the ground, and after taking a hard drag on the cigarette, began to immediately deep throat my dick. I fought the urge to start moaning as I let the guy go to town, sucking my cock. Occasionally, he’d pull off before taking a huge draw on the cigarette before going back to sucking me hard. I stood there and tried to hold off on cumming, enjoying the feeling of his throat hugging my dick as I began to match each deep draw on the cigar with his cigarette. Slowly my free hand drifted the back of his head, gently guiding him how fast and slow I wanted him to go before finally I felt myself getting close. “Fuck, I’m getting close, man,” I groaned quietly, feeling the load building in my balls. Suddenly, he pulled off, and slowly started working my cock, delaying me. “Suck me off after,” he asked, moving his hand up and down as he took another drag off the cigarette. “Yeah man,” I groaned, wanting to feel the release of of my load. Suddenly, he dove down on my cock and started sucking it hard and fast, quickly making me shoot. His mouth was like a vacuum, sucking every last drop of my cum out and swallowing it. I could only hold the back of his head to keep him from moving as I puffed hard and fast on my cigar as I kept pumping shot after shot down his throat. Finally, he began to tap on the front of my thighs, and pulled my quickly softening cock out of his mouth. “Tasty load, guy,” he said, flicking the spent cigarette off into the dark as he stood up, “Mind if I smoke that while you suck me? That thing smells awesome.” I nodded, giving him the mostly smoked cigar and watched as he immediately started hauling on the cigar while pulling his pants down, surprisingly not wearing any underwear. I let him slowly push my head down to his cock and I began to suck it, hoping I would be able to fit the large member into my mouth. Looking up at his stomach, I noticed a few tattoos, but in the low light, I couldn’t make out much. Languidly, he began to fuck my mouth, holding both hands on my head as he took long strokes in and out of my mouth, all the while taking hard hauls on the cigar. Slowly I worked my hand up to his asshole, surprised to find it slick. “Yeah, got a several anon loads at the toilets earlier,” he chuckled, “Hope you don’t mind.” I began to finger him with first one then several fingers, slowly working his prostate as his began to take irregular stocks. “Fuck yeah man,” he growled around the cigar, his grip on my hard tightening, “Work those loads in me and swallow my swimmers all down.” I could taste the precum flowing out of his cock as I worked his prostate even more. “Fuck, here’s it comes man,” he said, suddenly pulling back and jacking his surprisingly large dick out almost all the way, leaving only the head in my mouth, “Slurp my jizz down man!” Suddenly, he was cumming, quickly flooding my mouth as I struggled to swallow the massive amount of creamy cum as it felt like an endless stream of sperm shot out. Eventually, after several mouthfuls, he sighed and pulled out, wiping his dick along the side of my face. Pulling me up, he brought me close to him before taking a deep drag on the cigar, before locking lips with me and making out. We stood there for a few minutes, the taste of each others' loads and the smoke mixing on our entwined tongues before finally he pulled back. “Thanks for the light man,” he said, grinning as he suddenly pulled his pants up and began to walk off. “Thanks… you too,” I said breathlessly, still recovering from the high of what we had just done. “Hope I can catch you around, maybe drop a load in each other,” he said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out the cigarettes again, this time with using my spent cigar to light it as he walked off. Quietly, I pulled my pants up and after making sure I had my phone and lighter, I made my way back through the woods. I snuck back into the house and after putting my phone back on the charger, promptly passed out on my bed.

A few off the top of my head: - any number of times I suck guys off at baths, that's pretty public but not risky in the spirit of the post - sucking my partner in his car at a national park while people walked around - super hot and risky but we were fine in the end - in San Francisco, for the hell of it, sucking a daddy off underneath the table of a bar - I was drunk and he was wearing a Kilt so I wanted to test it out 😛

I love watching and being watched but only among consenting adults. I wouldn't want some little kid to happen upon me being pleasured in some men's room. When I was young and didn't have a place of my own, I frequently had sex in my car but was trying to avoid getting caught. The most public for me has been in a local porn theater in Philly. Usually, it's a lot of cat and mouse games but on a couple occasions, years ago, I've been sucked and fucked guys there. When you're the one playing, you become everyone's center of attention, which I found hot. I'm not super verbal in a one-on-one situation but remember once maybe 4-5 guys gathered around watching me fuck a guy, which was unusual since it was usually oral stuff going on. I wasn't pulling out but I wanted my audience to know what was happening so I slammed in balls deep and let out a loud grunt 🤣 I pulled out, stepped back, and was cleaning up/pulling up my pants when someone moved in and slid a couple fingers into the guy. I was basking in the afterglow at that point so didn't stick around but, in retrospect, kind of wish I had. I might have put a second load in there once my turn came back up.

Paul's Continuing Seduction, Matt at the Bar, Part 2 The drag show is ending as Matt sits down. Paul is flirting with a couple of the guys at the table when Matt sits down. He reaches over to rub Matt’s leg as a friendly gesture. Matt smiles at Paul and the guys. The bouncer Matt knows comes by to clean off the empty glasses on the table. The bouncer leans in and asks Matt to come to the bar with him as he drops off the glasses. Bouncer turns to Matt at the bar and says, “Hey one of the folks who works here saw you leave the bathroom with a guy we know does coke. We asked him not to do it here. I just gotta ask, were you in the bathroom with that guy and did you do drugs with him tonight?” Matt is a bit surprised; not that John would do coke, but that he is being asked if he did coke in the bar tonight. Matt honestly answers, “Yes, we were in the bathroom together. But he was fucking me in there. We didn’t do drugs.” The bouncer rolls his eyes, chuckles, and says, “Matt the bathrooms are not for fucking. If you got caught in there, we’d ask you to leave the bar. Seriously, just use them to go to the bathroom.” Matt blushes deeply (for what seems like the tenth time tonight) and apologizes. The bouncer says “Thanks for being honest with me. Stay away from that guy. He ain’t bad, but he ain’t a good guy either. And, if you wanna get fucked just wiggle that amazing ass in my direction.” The bouncer smiles at Matt. Matt turns away from the bouncer, wiggles his ass, and looks over his shoulder. The bouncer, and now a bartender watching, laugh and high five. Matt laughs. The bartender makes them each a shot and they do it. As Bouncer walks away, he feels Matt’s ass before he takes off. Matt leans in and says, “You want to come by later?” Bouncer nods. Matt grabs a bar napkin and a pen and writes the address and buzzer number on the napkin. “I’ll get out of here about 2am tonight. That cool.” Matt says, “Ring the buzzer. I’m going to go home soon before I get wasted on these drinks.” Bartender makes Matt another long island, on the house. Matt had seen and spoken with the bartender while getting drinks on other visits to this bar. Matt is imagining the bartender fucking his ass. The bartender is mid-30s and has a bulky, almost baseball player build, and nice arms. His shirt cuts into his biceps nicely, but not in an overly muscled way. Matt leans in for the presented drink and says, “The bouncer may come by tonight. Want to join us?” The bartender smiles at Matt and noncommittally says, “Maybe.” Matt smiles and goes back to the table to find Paul and one of the under 21s still there. Paul clearly has decided who he is fucking tonight. Matt is a little disappointed, hoping Paul would fuck him later. Since Matt and Travis broke it off, Matt doesn’t have access to Paul’s dick as often. Matt sits down next to Paul and the guy. Paul turns to Matt and asks what the bouncer wanted. Matt tells him. Paul laughs. The other guy leans in and says, “What’s funny?” Paul tells the guy what happened. The guy is surprised. Matt and Paul can see it on his face. Ignoring the guy’s reaction, Paul says, “Where’s my drink?” Matt apologizes and said this one was on the house. He gives Paul some money and says, “Go get one for yourself. I just forgot.” Paul takes the money and says he will be back; leaving Matt with the surprised college kid to his right. Matt is sitting in his cushioned round swivel stool; looking around the bar some. He turns to face the college boy and asks his name. It’s Ryan. Ryan says, “Listen. I’m sorry I was surprised a minute ago at your story. It’s just that I was saving this for you.” Ryan hands Matt his free safe sex kit the clinic folks were giving out. Ryan continues, “Yours was the only one that was opened. When my friends left after the drag show, they all took their packets. I noticed you left yours on the table and I put it in my pocket to give it to you. I was surprised when you said your got fucked in the bathroom because I knew your condoms were in my pocket. That would mean you got fucked without the condoms.” Matt looked at Ryan and thought, “What a nosy fucker. Why is this asshole all up in my business. This is how rumors start and why people talk about me.” Matt took a beat and sipped his drink through the straw and looked more deeply Ryan. Ryan clearly played sports in high school, maybe club sports in college. The brown haired, button nosed, slim waisted jock was sexy. There was something else though all over the college boy’s face – curiosity. It wasn’t judgment. This kid was curious. Matt put his drink on the table, looked the boy in the eye and said, “Yes. I bumped into a fuckbuddy in line for the bathroom. We fucked in the bathroom. We didn’t use a condom.” Ryan looked like a guy who knew the answer and been proven correct, but then the curiosity washed over his face again. Ryan eagerly asked, “Does that mean the story that Jason told us is true? That y’all had unprotected sex with my friends a couple weeks ago?” Matt looks dead in Ryan’s face and says, “Jason is the black haired one right?” Ryan nods. “What did Jason tell you about his role in this unprotected bareback orgy among 6 guys?” Ryan says, “Not much really. He had sex with two guys.” Paul comes back over with his drink and a water for Ryan. He hears the conversation and sees the guy’s body language. As Paul is about to say something, Matt says, “Ryan. The story you heard made me look slutty right? That, I as the bottom, had unprotected sex with 4 men that night and I let guys cum inside me. And that I was the center of the story?” Ryan nods. Matt sighs slowly and says, “Sex is fun. That night was fun. It really was. It was fun for each of us. Right Paul?” Paul nods. Matt continues, “If the guys telling that story were honest in their retelling of the story, they’d tell it from their own perspectives and how they enjoyed it. Their story would be how it made each of them feel to do the things we did that night.” Paul, sensing Matt’s frustration but also the wisdom in what Matt is saying, joins in saying “Matt is right. When I jerk off thinking about previous sex partners I think about how it made me feel or how they looked as they got fucked or came. Isn’t that how you think about it when you jerk off?” Ryan looks down and shyly says, “I just came out this past year. I have fooled around with some guys on campus, but I haven’t had many great sexual experiences yet.” Then he adds, “I do think what you are saying is true though. I wish more of my friends saw it that way. Instead of judging each other for being too slutty and sleeping around. We all just want the same thing and want to feel good about doing it.” Paul comes and stands between Matt and Ryan. Matt’s legs are on either side of Paul’s legs as he stands there. Ryan is facing Paul as well. Paul kisses Ryan for a minute or so. Paul stops and turns to Matt. Paul kisses Matt and Matt feels his tongue in his mouth. Matt sucks on the tongue and kisses him back. Paul breaks off the kiss. Paul encourages Matt and Ryan to kiss. Matt leans over and Ryan kisses Matt. It’s a good kiss. Matt feels Ryan’s aggressive kiss and lets him take charge. By the time it’s over, Matt’s lips are wet and he feels a little abused, but in a good way. Paul says, “Matt you came to the bar tonight dressed for sex right?” Paul slips his hand up Matt’s shorts and a bit surprised asks, “What happened to your jockstrap?” Matt laughs softly and says, “Payment for services rendered.” The boys all laugh. All the tension from the previous conversation is gone now. Paul says, “That guy in the bathroom fucked you bareback right?” Matt nods, wondering where this is going. Paul says, “You knew there were condoms all over this bar tonight from the clinic safe sex folks, but you had unprotected sex anyway. Why?” Matt says, “It feels a lot better. And I knew the guy who fucked me.” Paul says, “I like to fuck bareback as well. You like getting fucked bareback by me right?” Matt smiles and says, “Yeah I do. I was hoping we’d fuck tonight.” Paul turns to Ryan and says, “When did you last have sex without a condom?” Ryan says, “I never have. I always use condoms to have sex.” Paul says, “When did you last get tested?” Ryan, “Beginning of the semester. Couple months ago.” Paul looks at Matt. Matt, knowing where this is going now, smiles. Paul asks Matt, “You up for it?” Matt says, “Yes. If Ryan is.” Ryan, looking like a cross between a confused puppy and an eager boy, looks at them both. Paul says, “Ryan, would you like to fuck Matt bareback tonight?” Ryan, clearly debating internally, says “but is it safe?” Matt says, “I just got tested and I’m negative. One guy I’ve had sex with previously, fucked me earlier tonight and came in my ass. I know the guy, but he’s not a friend or anything. So..um..yeah..I guess there is a small risk. Up to you.” Ryan says, “I really want to fuck you. You are so sexy. Can we just see how it goes and if we want to use a condom, we can?” Matt says, “Absolutely.” Matt, Paul, and Ryan leave the bar. As they are leaving, Matt sees the bouncer and says, “See you later I hope.” Bouncer smiles at Matt. The three guys head to Matt’s place. When they get there, Matt takes off his shoes, socks, and tank top. Paul and Ryan sit on Matt’s bed and kiss. Matt watches the guys make out. Paul takes off Ryan’s shirt and holds out his hand to Matt. Just in the flimsy running shorts, Matt straddles Ryan’s waist and kisses him. Ryan’s hands explore Matt’s body as they make out. Matt feels the eagerness in the man he is kissing. Matt decides to let Ryan be in total charge so he is comfortable. After a few minutes of rubbing his hands all over Matt’s back, abs, arms and shoulders; Ryan’s hands find Matt’s pert ass. Ryan quickly discovers the open seems and slides his hands inside to run on Matt’s bare ass. Clearly excited, Ryan says “You have the best ass I’ve ever felt.” Matt says softly, “Feel my hole. I like it when a guy plays with my hole.” Ryan looks up at Matt as he runs his fingers through Matt’s ass crack tentatively to find Matt’s hole. Matt and Ryan both know Matt’s been fingered tonight by Paul, fucked and bred by a guy less than an hour ago. Ryan feels Matt’s hole and rubs it. Matt moans softly as Ryan and Paul watch Matt’s face filled with pleasure. Ryan slips a finger inside Matt’s hole. Matt pushes back down on it so it slides all the way inside. Ryan watches as Matt fucks himself on his finger. The bed shifts as Paul stands and undresses himself. As if Paul’s movement is Ryan’s awakening, Ryan flips Matt onto his back, pulls off Matt's shorts, stands up, takes off his jeans and underwear, pushes off his shoes. Clad only in his socks, Ryan gets between Matt’s legs, slides up Matt's lithe body and kisses him. Matt can feel Ryan’s hard cock pressed against him. Ryan is feeling for Matt’s hole again. Matt spread his legs so they are bent on either side of Ryan, feet on the mattress, giving Ryan access to his hole. Ryan says, “I want to fuck you.” Matt says, “I want you to fuck me.” Ryan says, “Your hole is so hot. I can tell you really want to fuck.” Paul says, “Matt loves getting fucked,” and he sits back on the bed. Paul hands Matt the lube packet he brought from the bar. It’s open. Matt reaches down and lubes his hole some and says, “Can I lube your cock Ryan?” Ryan says, “Yes.” Ryan moans as Matt’s lubricated hand wraps around his cock. Matt strokes this nice cock for a few strokes to get it lubed up. Matt looks up at Ryan. Ryan puts his bare cock at Matt's hole and says, “I’m going to fuck you.” Paul holds out a condom and says, “Want this?” Matt says, "I want you to fuck me bareback." Matt guides Ryan’s bare, lubed cock to his unprotected ass and puts it on his hole. Matt says, “Push inside me.” A bit too aggressively, Ryan pushes his cock inside Matt. Matt’s grunt is appreciative and a bit pained. Paul drops the condom on the bed next to Matt and says, “Let Matt adjust to you inside him.” Matt lifts his legs up so Ryan’s cock can slide in him easier. Matt turns his head. sees the unopened condom next to him, and opens his mouth for Paul’s cock. As Paul slides his cock into Matt’s mouth, Ryan’s balls touch Matt’s ass. Ryan is in heaven. This sexy twink is spreading his legs for his bare cock and sucking off another guy that Ryan just met tonight. Fuck this feels so good. Ryan had never felt his bare cock inside an ass before. Ryan was so excited. He wasn’t going to last long inside this ass. Matt could feel Ryan beginning to tense up. He slid his free hand down Ryan’s back and grabbed his ass. Matt stopped sucking Paul for a bit, looked up at Ryan and said, “Cum inside me. It’s ok. I want you to cum in my ass. It’s the best part of getting fucked bareback.” Ryan made eye contact with Matt and growled, “I’m gonna cum soon.” Paul said, “Cum in him. He wants your load.” Matt held his legs open wide and watched as Ryan’s face contorted and he screamed, “FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK!” Ryan slammed his hips forward, burying his bare cock in Matt’s ass as he shot his load deep. Matt could feel 6-7 pumps as Ryan unloaded inside him. Ryan collapsed on Matt in enjoyment and pleasure. Ryan’s old habits took over and he slid his cock out and looked down. He chuckled at himself and said, “Oh yeah, no condom to throw in the toilet.” Ryan laid back down on the bed. Paul gently tugged Matt’s arm and said, “Sit your cum filled ass on my bare cock and ride.” Matt smiled and did as he was told; straddling Paul’s lap, lining up his big cock and sitting down on it. Matt adjusted to it easily since he’d already been fingered, fucked by two guys, and this was a cock with which his ass was well acquainted. Matt rode Paul up and down. Ryan laid next to them on Matt’s bed watching the guys fuck. Paul said, “Your ass feels so wet from the loads you took. It turns me on watching you beg guys to cum in you.” Paul took over the fuck at this point, guiding Matt’s ass to meet his thrusts upward. Matt adjusted his ass for this large cock’s intrusion – the third cock of the night. Paul said, “Beg me for it. I’m close and want to hear you say it.” Matt looked at Paul and Ryan and smiled a naughty smile. “You like it when I say slutty things right?” Paul nodded and continued to fuck Matt’s ass, slowing down a bit and long stroking his fat, long, bare cock into Matt’s ass. Matt said, “Cum in me. Add your load to two other guys tonight. Breed me.” Paul slid in and out of Matt as he was hearing the words. It was like Matt pulled a trigger. Paul was so turned on that he started cumming on the out stroke, tried to recover, but ended up losing half his load on Matt’s back, ass and floor. Paul shot his load so hard that he accidentally denied Matt half his load. Paul dropped back on the bed while Matt said, “Dude. You were supposed to cum inside. You shot so hard its in my hair.” They all laughed. Paul said, “That was super hot.” Ryan was hard again from watching the boys fuck. Matt looked hungrily at Ryan’s cock. Matt leaned over and took it in his mouth. It tasted of lube, his ass, and cum. It didn’t take look for Ryan to cum. He held Matt’s head as his shot his load down Matt’s throat. The party broke up when Matt said he needed to shower. The guys got dressed. Matt got Ryan’s number and they left. Matt was in the shower when he heard the door buzzer. He thought Ryan or Paul had forgotten something. He hopped out of the shower, dried off a bit to keep from getting water everywhere, buzzed the front door, popped his own door open a bit and was bent over slipping on the shorts he wore to the bar when he heard his apartment door open. He heard, “That’s a great ass.” Matt looked over his shoulder. It was the bouncer and the bartender from the bar. Matt said, “I guess I don’t need to put these shorts on.” The bouncer and bartender fucked him until the sun came up. Despite all the work of the safe sex advocates, Matt took it bareback from both the bartender and the bouncer that night. Matt took 2 loads down his throat and 3 more up his ass. The bartender and bouncer bred him and Matt begged them to cum in his ass. As the sun came up, Matt had taken 6 loads in his ass from 5 different men in less than 12 hours. Well, 5 and a half loads – Matt didn’t get all of Paul’s load.

Today’s exploits. So this hung married cop who I’ve given head to multiple times behind factories multiple times decided he wants to fuck. He only fucks with condoms, so I agreed. He asked me to pick them up, and I did. I begged him to fuck me raw, but he kept refusing, so before he got to the abandoned house, I decided to tamper with the condom. I took a safety pin and poked some tiny holes into one side of the condom. I headed over to the back yard, and wait for him. I brought a towel to lay across the central air unit, and waited for him. It couldn’t have been more than 3-4 minutes when he finally walked around the house. He looks so sexy in his uniform. Thick, built, late 30’s, sporting a dad bod, and his dick sat just right in his underwear that the bulge was all I could look at. He unzipped his pants, and pulled his dick out, and it was beautiful. Thick. Veiny. A good 7” not even hard yet. I took it in my mouth, and began to worship that dick like never before. I was so excited that I was finally going to get fucked by him, my dick started leaking. I worked that dick until it was so hard, I had a hard time deep throating it. I pulled out the condom out, and put in on the head of his dick. Then I started pushing the condom down his shaft with my mouth, and keep gagging on it to get it all wet before this big dick starts fucking my pussy. I get up, with my hand holding his cock like a leash to the AC unit, and spit into my hand. I’m only in flip flops, a hat, and my jockstrap at this point, while he’s still in full cop gear, with his cock hanging out. I can feel it throbbing through the condom. He wants this pussy bad. I put one knee up on the unit, with the other still planted on the ground. I use one to cup my ass, while the other one to help keep my balance, and he does something I wasn’t ready for: he started eating my hole out, and I gasped. I don’t know what it is, but dl guys know how to eat some boipussy. He does this for about two minutes until I beg him for his dick. Like I said, it’s thick, so he starts very slowly until my hole starts to loosen up some. It’s a little clumsy at first, but once he finds him rhythm, I’m in ecstasy. He’s fucking me really sensual, until I gasp to pound me harder. He starts pounding me, but pulls out suddenly. He was about to cum. I grab his dick, feeling it throb hard. I coach it back to my hole, rubbing it up and down, and he whispers “oh fuck”, I run my nail against the tip, hoping it might snag a pin prick and make it break when we start fucking again. I get on my back, and he stoops down pushing the tip in my now loosened pussy. He closes his eyes, and his mouth is wide open. I think I might be his first boy he’s ever fucked. He starts getting back into his rhythm, enjoying it. He opens his eyes and stares at his monster married cop dick fucking this boihole. He likes it. He grabs my legs and starts pounding hard. I get ready to start moaning, so I clutch my mouth to muffle my moans of passion. This dick feels amazing. He asks me to start riding him. I prefer missionary or doggy, but I figured I’ll do anything for this dick. I start riding him side saddle, and he’s loving it. Clutching my thigh with one hand, and my ass with the other. As he’s pounding my hole, I hear it. The condom broke. He whispers “oh fuck”, and tells me to get off. I’m still stroking his dick with my velvet like hole. I said “are you sure!”, and the answer was yes. I keep pumping a couple more then get off. I start sucking his dick, begging for him to fuck me raw. Asking if it felt good, he said yes. He finally said fuck it. He tells me to bend over, so I did and he starts pounding my swollen hole. He pounds my hole like he’s hate fucking me. I just gasp. I want to moan so bad, but it’s only noon, and I don’t want to draw attention to us. All of a sudden he whispers “fuck”, and just stops. His fingers tightly digging into my hips. He’s about to cum. He starts trying to pull out, but I grab his ass, and tell him to breed me. He whispers, “yeah? Cum inside of you?” And I quickly beg for it. He unloads. I don’t know how many days it’s been since he’s cum, but he just kept cumming. He quickly pulls out, and grabs the towel, but I grab his hand, and shakily get on my knees to clean his dick off with my mouth. He’s literally dumbfounded. Just keeps muttering “damn”, over and over again. I get up, put my shorts back on and said, “let’s do that again soon.” With winter approaching, I’m going to miss my little cum dump area.

Part 8 I watched as Mr. Jackson tied off Elijah's arm and put the needle in his vein, pushing the plunger. I knew the burning rush my brother experienced as he started to cough violently, phlegm spewing from his open mouth. The next man didn't hesitate and rammed his big, black cock right into my brothers cunt. Elijah didn't scream as loud this time, and was soon grunting and moaning at the thrusts. "Good boy," Mr. Jackson praised Elijah. "It might not take as long to train you as I thought. Straight boys usually are harder to break, but not impossible. Not like your faggot brother." Elijah just shook his head no frantically, trying to deny the dark desires building in his soul. The man fucking him buried his cock balls deep as he filled my brothers cunt with another load of cum. The other Two men took their turns on my brother as I sat and watched the entire ordeal. My own cock was hard the whole time I watched my brothers rape. This was not lost on Mr. Jackson. He guided me to my brothers head and pushed my cock into his mouth. "Fuck his mouth Jacob!" He ordered me. I just grabbed my brothers hair like the other man had done, and rammed my hard cock into my brothers throat. Elijah wined out his protest, but could do nothing to stop me. I jammed my dick in and out of his mouth. "That's it Jacob, feed your brother your little dick. Make him learn that his new life as a whore is to take any cock he's told to. Even his brothers! Feed him your cum boy. Make him swallow your incestuous seed!" Mr. Jackson's words brought me over the edge and I pumped my cum down Elijah's throat while tears of shame ran down his cheeks. After the men had all seeded my brothers new cunt, Mr. Jackson grabbed me by my hair and pushed my face into my brothers red, swollen, dripping hole. "Eat that hole faggot!" He demanded. "Suck all that juice out of him." I felt slightly naseaus and I looked at the brown slime streaked with red that oozed from my brother, but had no choice. Mr. Jackson held my face tight against his hole, and I obediently licked and sucked as best I could, cleaning my brothers ass. When he felt it was sufficient, he pulled me away and tossed me on the floor. "Well gentlemen," said Mr. Jackson, time to take our new whore to the bath house. The sling awaits." A little over two hours later, we were back in the city in a little room in the baths. Mr. Jackson had Elijah on the bed, his arms and ankles tied over his head so his ass was sticking up and exposed. "I'm not wasting any time with this one," Mr. Jackson told one of the men that had come with us. "We're going to break him tonight! He's gonna get so fucked up and fucked, his new pussy will never be the same. But that's what his new owner wants, and I'm happy to oblige!" Elijah looked up with fear as Mr. Jackson took a bottle with an eyedropper and forced it between his lips, squirting some liquid into his mouth. Then he took a syringe that had no needle and inserted it into Elijah's ass. "A little G, and a little K to start the night off!" He chuckled. I just watched my brother as his eyes unfocused and his body dropped. "We'll just let that settle in before he gets his shot. And it's going to be a huge one. He's going to be tweaked out of his mind!" Mr. Jackson friend just played with Elijah's hole, sliding two, then three fingers in and out. Elijah just lay there like he was in a coma. "Pussy's getting nice and loose!" said the man. "He should be ready soon." Mr. Jackson just grabbed my arm and tied it off. "Can't forget about you slut. Your brother may be the main attraction tonight, but you'll still get plenty of action." The now familiar prick and rush told my cunt He was right. Elijah moved and moaned slightly as his ass was fingered. "Ok, it's time." said Mr. Jackson as he tied off his arm and stuck the needle in. "How much you giving him?" the man asked. ".8" Mr Jackson grinned. "That should send him too the moon." He released the band and my brother convulsed as he violently coughed. Mr. Jackson barely waited for him to stop before he was dragging Elijah down the hallway toward his doom. The man and I followed and I watched, slightly jealous as my brother was put into the sling and buckled down. He had barely been put in there when the first guy approached. He was an old guy, skinny, but had a pot belly. He just grabbed my brothers thighs and started fucking him. Elijah moaned like a whore. Mr. Jackson smiled at this. "He will make his new owner very happy." The rest of the night was a blur. I watched man after man fuck my brother, every one shooting his cum deep into the willing hole. Mr. Jackson kept me by his side to clean off the cocks after they pulled out. Plenty of men fucked me as well, but my brother got the most of it. And the more he got, the more he moaned and begged for it. As the night went on, men started to put their fists in him, sticking their arms deep up inside. Elijah just continued to moan and pant like a whore. Someone even took a baseball bat and rammed it into his flaming red gash. When they pulled it out, my brothers asshole was big and red and puffy. "That's a rosebud," Mr. Jackson explained to me. "That's the inside of his asshole sticking out. The mark of a true whore!" Eventually the night wound down, and Elijah was let out of the sling. We had to help carry his exhausted body back to our little room where he collapsed on the bed. We all rested there for a while before heading out into the bright morning sun.

Part 5 The pickup truck drove through the city toward my next unknown destination. My young, sheltered mind could barely fathom what had already happened to me, let alone what lay in store. Mr. Jackson threw a pair of shorts to me and told me to put them on. It felt good to have my nakedness covered, even if only slightly. The truck eventually came to a halt and Mr. Jackson got out and opened the passenger door, pulling me out by my leash. He led me down the sidewalk and into an unmarked door. I could hear the thumping of dance music as he led me down a short hallway to another door with a man behind a counter protected with a glass window. Mr. Jackson slid some money through a gap, and we were buzzed in. Mr. Jackson led me down dark hallways where I caught glimpses of many naked men. Some of them felt me as we passed them on our way to a room. It was small, with only a twin bed and a chair. He pushed me onto the bed and sat down in the chair, pulling out his little case from his coat. "Do you know where you are boy?" he asked me. I just shook my head, honestly having no idea what kind of place I was really in. "This is a bath house. Men come here for sex. Tonight you are going to be a special treat for them. New sluts are always popular!" I didn't have to guess what he meant, even though I couldn't anticipate what I was really in store for. But my ass tingled at the thought of getting fucked again and my dick got hard. "I see that appeals to you!" Mr. Jackson laughed at my arousal. "Drink this." he instructed me, handing me a bottle. I was thirsty as fuck and started to guzzle it down. I had taken a couple big swigs before I realized it was a bottle of piss. I gagged a bit and Mr. Jackson just glared at me. "Drink it all boy! It's got a nice dose of G to really get you ready!" I finished it all and started to feel warm and relaxed. Then he brought out the rubber band and the syringe. I knew not to try to resist, and actually looked forward to another shot. "This will be your biggest one so far. Then you should be ready for anything." I held out my arm as he poked a vein and pushed the plunger. The now familiar rush hit me, and as soon as I stopped coughing he opened the door and led me out. I followed him in a haze down some corridors and into a room that had mirrrors everywhere and what looked like a weird swing hanging in the middle. Mr. Jackson lifted me up and placed me in it, raising my legs and buckling them in. Then he buckled down my arms and leaned into my ear. "Enjoy the next few hours Jesus boy. I know these men will!" With that the first of what would be dozens of cocks slid into my cunt. I moaned at the pleasure of being penetrated. All kinds of men fucked me over the next few hours. Old, young, fat, ugly, it didn't matter, they all used the available cumdump. I floated in a fog as my ass was bred over, and over, and over. At one point a guy planted his lips onto my anus while another guy pushed on my stomach, squeezing the contents of my bowels into his mouth. The man then put his mouth over mine and let a huge mouthful of cum drip into me and down my throat. Time stood still as I was reduced to nothing more than a hole to take cum. And I wanted it all. After many hours Mr. Jackson released my bonds and let me down. I collapsed into his arms, unable to stand. "Do you know how many men fucked you slut?" he asked me. I looked at him with glassy eyes and shook my head no. "I counted 27. 27 different cocks. 27 different loads. All from men you don't even know. You are officially a true cumdump now boy!" I just collapsed as he carried me back to our room and laid me on the bed. "I have one more for you slut." he said as he slid his big, black cock into my wet, sloppy cunt. It made squishy noises as he pounded my cum filled hole. I just wrapped my arms and legs around him as he gave me my last fuck of the night, pumping one last load into my stretched, loose hole. "Oh yea boy. I LOVE a nice juicy cunt. All those strangers loads up in you, making you so wet and slick. Your going to love your new life, whore." With that he shot one final load deep in my bowels.

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