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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

"You know what, babe?" the engaged man typed into his phone, his thumbs dancing over the screen with a nervous energy, "I'm just gonna go for a jog after work. Need some me-time." "Okay, love," his fiancée responded, his voice echoing through the phone's speaker, filled with understanding. He stared at the message for a moment, his heart racing. The lie was small, but it felt like a boulder rolling downhill, gaining momentum. "Love you," he replied, trying to keep his voice steady. The clock ticked away the seconds, each one feeling like an eternity. His office chair groaned under his weight as he leaned back, his mind racing with thoughts of what was to come. A few weeks of chatting on Snapchat had led to this, a secret rendezvous in the most unlikely of places: a 60s-style brick public bathroom, the kind in a park that was quiet and discreet enough to play in Finally, the time came. He slipped into the bathroom, his heart thumping in his chest like a drum. The room was empty, save for the faint scent of disinfectant and the distant sound of birds. The blindfold was already in his pocket, a gym shirt wrapped up thrilling and terrifying thought all rolled into one. He had never met anyone from the app before for an anonymous hook up, let alone in such a risky location. But there was something about Aussieanon that had him hooked, a magnetic pull that he couldn't ignore - his body 6 pac and thick girthy cock. The bathroom door swung open, the squeak of its hinges piercing the silence. A figure stepped in, tall and broad, filling the space with an unmistakable presence. The engaged man's breath caught in his throat as he couldn’t see anything, not the outline of the person he had been chatting with for weeks. They had agreed to leave the door slightly ajar, a nod to the thrill of potentially being caught. The stranger approached, his heavy boots echoing on the tiles. He was just as the pictures had promised in his mind: a tower of muscle, his skin glistening with a hint of sweat. The engaged man felt his body respond, his cock thickening in his pants. He swallowed hard, his mind racing with a mix of excitement and fear. "You ready for this?" the stranger growled, his voice a gruff promise of what was to come. The engaged man nodded, his throat too tight to speak. He felt a hand on the back of his neck, guiding him to his knees. The world around him spun as the blindfold was secured, plunging him into darkness. The scent of leather cleaner filled his nostrils, and a cold bottle was pressed to his nose. "Take a sniff," the stranger instructed, his voice now closer, the anticipation hanging in the air like a thick fog. "It'll make it easier." He took a deep breath, the sharp tang of poppers flooding his senses, his inhibitions melting away. The stranger's hand moved to his chin, tilting his head back. "Good boy," he murmured, his spit landing on the engaged man's face, a hot wetness that sent a shiver down his spine. "Open up." The engaged man obeyed, his mouth parting to reveal his eager throat. The stranger's hand slid down, unbuckling the man's belt, unzipping his pants, and freeing his hard cock. It was like a dream, or a nightmare, he couldn't tell which. All he knew was that he was about to break every rule he had ever set for himself, and he was more turned on than he had ever been in his life.

Sounds like you had a fun life experience. Really hot, sir.

🪠, this was my first butt toy, suction it to the side of the tub and ride skinny and deep😵

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

You never know what other people are thinking or how it lands with them so I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s best not to engage, and not to let it affect you. A simple «ok» or a smileyface is a good answer and then you don’t think about it more. If he keeps harassing you block obviously. Im in Paris now and obviously taking some dick and connecting with other cum pigs (found 2 already! Yay! 🙌🏻). I had a guy message me last night with just a 😈 face as the first message. As I wasn’t wasting time I said I had 2 loads in and if he wanted a cumsloppy fuck. He replied immediately with a barrage of insults about how disgusted he was and how I should NOT message him. Like fine dude I just said «ok :)», then a couple more insults and then he ran out of steam. Water off a ducks back, no harm done, found the 3rd and last guy of the night 2 min later 😉

Part 5 Once home Ollie changed out of his track suit and as it was a warm day slipped on a pair of denim shorts which were a few years old and rather worn. He picked out a black t-shirt which he liked as it was a snug fit and showed off his sporty body which he liked to do. He sparked up another cig as he looked in the mirror and after taking a deep drag put the cig back in his mouth and let it dangle. Yea I look badass he thought to himself I wont get pushed around by Stan today ! He set off and once away from his house he took the quickest route to the bus stop which was across fields. As he got near the bus stop he had to climb a sty and as he brought his second leg over it the back of his shorts caught on barbed wire which was either side of the sty. There was a rip " shit " he cried but he was stuck ! he shifted sideways in an attempt to free his shorts and there was another rip. " Fuck " but there was no turning back as it had taken him ten minutes to cross the fields and he was sure he had seen a bull and he had no intention of making it an acquaintance . So having extradited himself from the barbed wire he carried on to the stop. There were already about half a dozen people waiting and before long another 3 or 4 had joined the queue. " Thats disgusting " he heard an old lady say " yes he has no shame that boy " and they were looking directly at Ollie. His immediate reaction was to put a hand on the tear and he realised that he was touching naked skin ! He had forgotten to change out of his jock strap ( or had he ? and the left cheek of his ass was on show for everyone to see. Not just a glimpse but from what he could feel his entire left cheek was bulging from his shorts. His face flushed bright red. " Fuck " he said too loudly as almost everyone heard " charming " said the first old lady " no manners " said the other and the redness of Ollies face deepened. The cockiness from the hits of coke had completely dissipated oh how he could do with another. He wasnt sure now if he should go back or just brave it out and get on the bus. Before he could make up his mind the bus appeared, stopped and Ollie jumped on. He quickly literally ran up the stairs to the upper deck and as luck would have it there were only about 8 people on it. There were a number of young guys and girls who were spread out toward the front of the bus so Ollie turned left and sat at the back where there was just one old guy who on seeing Ollies fully exposed left cheek pass him leered at Ollie and smirked. " Fuck " said Ollie again but under his breath. No one else joined those on the upper deck, other than the conductor, a plump balding 50 year old who seemed to appear from nowhere and make a bee-line directly to Ollie, pretty quickly bearing in mind that quite a few people had also boarded the bus at the same time as him." Shit " he said again under his breath but enough to be heard by the conductor. Instead though of admonishing Ollie the conductor, who as anyone could see by the way he swished from row to row was obviously gay and as quick as a flash said " I sincerely hope not cheeky now tickets please love. Are you going on a hot date dressed like that or some Pride convention hmm I didnt realise that there was a Gay Pride event on in this area today ?". said a bit too loudly for Ollie's liking. Ollie's face seemed incapable of going any deeper red but it did. " Oh no I had an accident " " yes you already mentioned that, doesnt smell though I am pleased to say ". " No not that kind of accident " " dont mind me love I was just pulling your leg, and what you do in your own time is totally up to you, but a bit of advice for the future dear keep your ass covered up or you will frighten old ladies " " I already have. But it wasnt like that I just " " look pet I would enjoy nothing more than having a very LONG chat with you but I have work to do, say hi to your man tell him you met a cute bus conductor on your way to him " and he minced off back downstairs. One of the younger guys from the forward group approached the old guy sat in front of Ollie and said " what was all that commotion about ? " " oh something about the lad here shitting himself " Ollie's jaw dropped open and froze, Ollie wanted the floor beneath him to open up and swallow him. He heard nothing further of the conversation other than hearing the young guy laughing uncontrollably. To make matters worse Ollie had to stand up and press the request stop button which was located just behind him. On seeing Ollie's left cheek on full display the young guy erupted into another fit of laughing and by this time all those on the upper deck joined in Ollie dismounted the bus as quickly as he could with laughter ringing in his ears and then realised that he had to cross a very busy main road so he walked as quickly as he could and as he rounded a corner he heard a number of wolf whistles cat calls and other sexual banter. By now Ollie was raging and in the perfect mood for a showdown with Stan.

Took 5 loads yesterday while I was visiting my friend in London. Was hnh and then put on a sexy short and tank top and went on collecting loads from the nearby guys on Grindr. Had a leaky cummy hole after the last guy. When I returned to my friend's place, he felched the load from my ass and kissed me 😈and then fucked me again.. it was hot 🔥 🥵

I haven't written anything in a while and I really liked a story ijoey posted so this is my take on it from one of the other character's point of view. Pozzed, Two For One By austin_submale, inspired by a story posted by ijoey So my boyfriend went out last night bar hopping. I was in my room on the computer watching pr0n when he came in and I heard his moans and the grunts of a top guy and the slaps which meant they were fucking hard. I went out to check out the action and I noticed my bf was bent over the ottoman taking an obviously large and raw dick. I said "Get it!" and plopped down on the sofa to enjoy the live action pr0n. Much better than video on the computer. The top guy rode him hard for another 20 minutes obviously dumping two loads deep into my bf's eager ass before he pulled out and laid down with his 9 inch cock still half hard laying between his legs. After he caught his breath he got up and hit the bathroom and I could hear the shower as he took a quick rinse while my bf went to his room to get cleaned up. When the top guy came out I was still on the couch and said "Sounded and looked like you guys had fun.” He just smirked and said "We did.". A minute later my bf came out of his room in just a towel and kissed him right in front of me. My bf said “I’m gonna shower—feel free to head out.” like he was dismissing him. Before the guy had a chance to leave I got up and grabbed him through his towel and gave him a deep kiss. His dick got hard again instantly so I pulled him into my room. I bent over the bed right away and just shot him a cocky little grin without saying a word. He immediately let his towel drop and walked up behind me sliding his rigid dick right into my hole. He was obviously still worked up from round one with my bf. I let out a low moan and pushed back against him greedy for that big dick. It was raw, fast, and filthy — exactly the kind of unexpected moment that makes your whole night. If I only knew how filthy it was really. He kept one hand on my lower back, the other gripping my hips as he drove into me, both of us trying to stay quiet but totally failing. We could still hear the shower running down the hall, which only made it hotter — knowing we were racing the clock. He finished deep inside me, breathing heavy against my back. I looked over my shoulder and said, “This’ll be our little secret,” I've done this many times before after my bf went out and picked someone up. “Oh, you have no idea” he flashed back with a wink. We heard the shower turn off, and he scrambled to grab his clothes, and slipped out just as my bf came out of the bathroom. He didn’t say a word—just smiled and left. Honestly? Best night I’ve had in a long time. I've been hoping my bf will go out bar hopping and bring that guy back home again, but we've both just come down with a little case of the flu so it will have to wait until next weekend I guess.

Chapter 8 – Back to the Blindfold Chapters 1 through 7 recount an evening with Alex, a long-time friend of mine. He wanted me to be just a hole for as many men as possible to come over. We’re in his playroom and I’ve been fisted and fucked by six guys so far. The last one jacked off in my ass and blew his load before going to work. Alex and I are on the bed. He’s trying to get someone over and I’m relaxing (or as much as someone can relax with a massive dildo in their ass). Alex was really working the apps. He told me he was talking to a few guys, but we knew many of them would turn out to be flakes. He had pics of me getting deep-fisted and double-fisted that he would send out to weed out the timid. That, plus the suggestion that we might be using some stimulants, should keep away the meek. I was zoning out, relaxing with my feet on the bed so that my ass was exposed. It also helped to accommodate the size of the dildo inside me. Alex would occasionally turn it around and pull it back and forth while cruising the apps. My arms were behind my head, and I was enjoying the quiet and the scent of raw sex in the room. My pits smelled amazing, and Alex was also giving off a heady aroma. We took advantage of the downtime to rehydrate, too. “I got someone. He says he’s about 30 minutes away. He wants you really spun and blindfolded when he gets here.” That’ll get me going again! We decided a bump would be good for me, and then we’d smoke some more. I’d be spun out of my mind by the time he got here. I raised my ass so Alex could pull the Mare Maker out of me. A huge gush of lube and ass slime came out with it, but we had laid down some absorbent pads earlier so all was good. Alex picked out a shard and stuck it up my ass, followed by my trusty butt plug. I also chose one for him and shoved it into his sweet hole. His hole had just been used a bit, so it was still pretty tight. He didn’t need a plug, but I shoved one in his ass anyway. Then we blew clouds for a while. At this point, I was spun out of my mind. I don’t think I’d ever consumed that much T in a session, and it had to be oozing out of my pores. I could only imagine how concentrated my piss would be when I finally let it fly. Since he wanted me blindfolded, Alex led me back to the sling. I climbed in, and he securely fastened my feet in the stirrups. My hands were left free. As of now, I wasn’t blindfolded. I’d put that on when the guy rang the doorbell. “He told me to make sure you’re well lubed, so I’m gonna pack in some Slam Dunk.” He pulled out the plug, then I felt more of the thick creamy goop being added to my ass. There was already a good bit of that and X-Lube in there, but topping it up made sense. You can never have too much lube when you’re fisting! Once he put a good amount of Slam Dunk in my ass, Alex lubed up his arm. This would help to distribute the cream and be fun while we waited. He slid into my ass with no hesitation. Spun as I was, my ass was an open playground. He spent most of his time about wrist deep. A few times, he delved past my second hole, and it was terrific. I was so spun out, and he’d have me do poppers before he went that deep. My body was electrified by his actions. Then, the doorbell rang. Alex pulled out quickly (luckily, he wasn’t too deep) and told me to put the blindfold on. He grabbed some towels to wipe off his hands and went to answer the door. I put on the blindfold and waited. They seemed to be gone for a long time but my sense of time was totally fucked. Then, I heard them coming down the hall. The guy said how eager he was to play with a bottom who could take a lot of ass work. Then, another guy responded that guys like that were hard to find. I guess this was another duo coming to work my ass. When they walked in, I was laying in the sling with my ass spread wide open. My arms were behind my head, and the blindfold was over my eyes. I may not be the fittest or best-looking guy, but this felt damn sexy! Clearly, the new guys agreed. One of them let out a whistle, followed by a “Damn!” when he saw me. “Fuck, yeah, we got a puffed-out hole to work on!” Alex suggested they smoke some before starting. They said they had already smoked some but would be okay with some more. I heard the click of the torch, the crackles as the T melted, and then the long, slow inhalation. It was later followed by the blowout. Of course, the smell of the T permeated the room, too, getting me even more excited. Someone placed the pipe at my lips, and I took in a huge hit, held it, then blew it out. Two more hits were provided to me, and I was in the stratosphere. Somone poked a finger in my ass and moved it around. “Yeah, he’s well lubed.” I heard the lube bottle being opened, then the squishy sounds as lube was distributed over hands. Next, I felt some fingers probing my hole. “You ready, hole? I have big hands.” I nodded my head and pulsed my hole in acknowledgement. It was so exciting not to know what was coming at me or who was doing it. In my drugged state, I would have taken most anything someone wanted to shove in my ass. The fingers came together, and he pushed his hand into my ass. It took it with ease. He got about half of his forearm in before he decided to pull out and add more lube. I heard more lube being smeared on body parts and then he entered my ass again. This time, he slowly moved deeply into my ass. “This fucking hole is hungry!” If he only knew! I was beyond words at this point, just uttering grunts and other unintelligible sounds. The guy had reached the bend in my ass and knew to move to his right to slide deeper. I lifted my left leg a bit to let him through more easily. He was in my colon now and still creeping forward. I felt an elbow at my hole, telling me that I had taken his whole forearm. I could tell from the coarseness of his skin that he was very hairy. Alex really does know my type, and he managed to find lots of great guys today. The guy was making small back-and-forth motions deep inside me. It felt amazing, and all I was capable of doing was grunting in enjoyment. Then, he started to pull back. He paused briefly as he left my inner hole and teased around that with his fingers, then he resumed his withdrawal. When he was almost all the way out again, he paused, letting me feel the full stretch of his hand. “Fuck, Marc, you gotta get in here.” “I’m ready and waiting”, came the reply. This guy pulled out, and Marc (since I knew that was his name) was ready to enter me immediately. He slid all the way down to my second sphincter and then probed around there. He pulled back out, made a fist, and then entered again. His fist was a considerable stretch for my hole, but I took him in. The other guy slapped my face with his cock. “Suck it”, he commanded. I leaned over and took him into my mouth. His cock was uncut and plump. I took him down to the root, inhaling the scents of his pubes. He smelled musky and masculine, with a nutty edge. It was a great scent and turned me on greatly. Marc was fucking me with his fist. He wouldn’t pull out all the way, but he’d bring it to that point where my hole was stretched out over his hand, then plunge back in again. He was twisting his fist as he drove through my ass, letting me feel every knuckle and bump on his hand. I raised my ass slightly in the sling to give him a different angle and he grunted in approval. His fist was making my ass feel amazing. I heard Alex say, “Let’s give him some poppers.” I moved my head back to the center of the sling. Someone held one nostril and then the other as I took deep hits of the fumes. I held the last one until I had the cock back in my mouth. That was when I blew it out. I was in a state of pure, fucking ecstasy. One guy’s cock has thickened up in my mouth and is still growing and pushing put precum, while another guy is fist fucking me. This was so outrageous that my mind couldn’t comprehend all the sensations flowing through me. The guy working my ass pulled his fist out, then entered my ass again. He began to alternate fists on my ass. In and out. In and out. Left fist, right fist. Left fist, right fist. I gave up on sucking dick. I needed to throw my head back and enjoy the workout my ass was getting. Marc was providing my ass a treat that I rarely got. He was expertly working his fists in and out of my ass, making it submit to his wishes. Then, he pulled out, and the other guy went in. He had already been deep inside me and was headed there again. He took it sort of slowly so that he didn’t cause any pain, and once he was in deep, I was in heaven. Someone held my nostril and pushed the poppers bottle under my nose. Only one sniff was needed to send me soaring. All I could see was the glowing purple eye that poppers cause for me. My body became completely focused on my ass and what was happening there. My head rolled back, and my arms fell to my side in complete submission to the beast in my ass. “Hot fuckin’ hole!”, I heard. I was spun, poppered up, blindfolded, completely at the mercy of some guys I've never met, and it was awe-inspiring. Hot fuckin’ hole indeed! This guy pulled back and started a similar fist fucking like before. Then he asked Alex if he could breed my ass. Of course, Alex told him to go right ahead. Marc had come up to the head of the sling and turned my head so that I could suck his cock. It was already hard, thick and cut. I eagerly lapped it up into my mouth as the other guy worked his cock in next to his hand. “I’m gonna fist you and breed you at the same time”, he snarled. Fuck, yeah. And, if I was lucky, I’d get a load from Marc down my throat. I felt Marc’s cock start to thicken and he started grunting as his cum coated my throat. That set the other guy off and, soon after, he shot a massive load into my well used ass. I kept Marc’s cock in my mouth for a while to suck the last of the juices out and got a little bit of piss from him. The other guy had pulled his cock out but was churning up his load with his fist. It’d be awesome to see that fist when it came out of my ass! Marc tapped me on the cheek, so I let his cock go. The other guy was still working my ass, but he was slowing down. Soon, he pulled out and patted my swollen ass lips. “That wasn’t just a hole. That was a fuckin’ amazing hole!”, he said. I was happy to have been of service. They decided to shower up and leave. They all left me in the sling with my ass gaped open and dripping lube, cum, and ass slime. I was still flying from the T, so I just relaxed and hung out. I even forgot to take off the blindfold. When Alex returned, he chuckled when he saw me. “You have got to be one exhausted hole”, he said. After I took off the blindfold, I replied that I was exhausted, but I was also beyond happy. He had given me an experience that I could never forget. Alex was sitting on the stool, rubbing and massaging my gape. “One more time?” I asked him. He smiled wickedly and grabbed the lube. “I’ll go easy”, he said. I told him to use me however he wanted since he was the one who made this happen. He slid in easily and looked at me when he got to my bend. I nodded, and he went through. He got in up to his elbow again. He told me that he was pulling out, and this would be the end. “One last poppers hit”, I stated as I pulled out the bottle. I took one sniff and enjoyed the ride as he slowly extracted his arm from my ass. He shook his head in disbelief at how intense things had gotten. I told him I was only sorry we didn’t take more pictures and that I never got to see the last guys. Luckily, he told me that he had filmed it all.

I dont necessarily shower - being a pig like me sometimes I like to get ripe and wallow in my stink - then take a shower after a dew days - week.

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 😛

Getting a blowjob with an audience is one of my biggest fetiches. Have done it in cruising spots, saunas and sexclubs, as my cock is always out and available for any hungry sucker. Last time was epic. I was at Deutsche Eich sauna in Munich late at night, already a bit high under alcohol and weed. I put on a show jerking off my hard cock in the video room and in no time got sucked by 2 guys (guess they were a couple) while many others starts to join jerking off. The guys in the room started to taking turns sucking my cock and balls, while I was spreading my legs moaning and inviting others to join. Lost count how many mouths and tongues were around over my hairy body. Poppers going around. My armpits licked, what drives my crazy. Heaven. I came loud and intense.

The house was worn and weathered. I was light on my feet but heavy in my arms. I was upright, but only with the help of the two Bears. My senses and my mind started to return when we entered. The interior was no better than the outside. The furniture was old and tattered, and it was from an era I was not born in. The leather couches were torn and worn down. The walls were dirty, smoke-stained white, and covered in graffiti with provocative imagery. Cocks, Arse, fuck scenes, all kinds of gay male pig fantasies, and the carpet was sticky like an old pub. The odour wafting was a mixture of body fluid matted deep into it. But it was a cramped crowd of men that took me by surprise. The Bears were correct when he said they were the nasty of the nastiest. It was dark and difficult to see faces, but from what I could observe through my blurry, hazy vision, there wasn’t anyone younger than 40ish. ‘The young ones avoid places like this piglet.’ Bear one spoke. It was like he read my mind. ‘Yeah. Young ones are always pretentious.’ Barry followed. ‘But occasionally, we find real whores like you.’ I felt hands touch, prod and pinch me as the Bear escorted me through the crowd. The house grew darker the deeper we went in. We entered a snug room illuminated with only a red light. Barry held me up as Bear One went behind me, gripped my pants and tore them off. I was bare naked, rock hard. I don’t even know where my shirt went. Did I leave it at the club where Matt fucked me? Bear one trailed his large fingers over my tiny bubble butt, then aggressively pulled my cheeks apart while Barry bent me forward. My wet, tender hole was exposed. I felt the air being blown into my hole. I couldn’t help but squeeze it tight with every breath. ‘Mm. Grr.’ Bear One mumbled as he cupped his lips around my tight whisker. I could feel his thick beard scratching at my soft skin as he pressed his strong tongue against my tight hole. His strength was overpowering as he forced it through, sending shock waves of pleasure through my body. Barry kept my head down, and I watched as he undid his denim jeans, slipping them past his enormous thighs. He pressed my face into his crotch, leaving me no choice but to lick and suck and endure the rank, nasty taste of his yellow-stained white jockstrap cupping his massive bulge. What felt like hours must have only been moments as I ate up the disgusting body fluids deliberately left to fuse with the jockstrap. Bear One worked my hole open with his tongue. I could feel myself loosening up. I began to enjoy it when he suddenly stopped. ‘I don’t want you too open, pig boy. I want you to feel my cock break you open.’ I breathed in a breath of stale air as they lifted me and placed me in a sling in the middle of the room. My body was still weak from the drugs coursing through my veins as they cuffed me in. I was spread wide. My hole is fully exposed. Barry tossed a red ball gag on my chest. Bear One grabbed my cock and began to toss it. ‘Please don’t.’ ‘We like to use our piglets cum as lube.’ Bear one growled. He wasn’t waiting. He pumped hard. I was so horny I knew it wasn’t going to take long. This was when Barry slipped a blindfold over my eyes. I couldn’t hold on any longer as I felt squirt after squirt of my load that was built up since my last wank a few nights earlier coat my stomach and chest. I tasted the flavour of saltiness on my lips as one of my sprays reached my lips. Before I could lick it up, Barry pressed his lips over mine and pashed me intensely while sucking up my cum. The calm relaxing tingles through my veins as my orgasm subsided while Bear One scooped up my cum from my body. He fingered it into my hole. ‘Good boy. You are nice and wet… Ready for my cock.’ Barry murmured as he watched Bear One push his fingers in deep. I find that once I cum, I lose all desire to keep fucking and have a sudden urge to fall asleep. This moment was no different. ‘Stop. I have to go.’ I begged in a groggy voice while trying to squirm my way off Bear One’s fingers The bears both laughed. ‘Please! I have to go. My partner will be worried.’ Barry pushed a bottle under my nose. ‘Sniff, boy.’ I held off at first. But Barry kept nudging my head. I took two long whiffs in each nose, and a sudden buzz of a feeling hit me. My blood coursed as I felt my heart pump. Barry pushed the ball gag into my mouth. I could taste the remanence of my cum on it. Bear One pressed the head of his cock to my juiced-up hole. I was spinning in all sorts. Barry whispered into my ear. ‘You are ours for the night, piglet. You are going to get turned out. Fuck you with our poz cocks. Recharge you with our toxic loads while we keep you high as fuck.’ Poz cocks? I thought. These guys are HIV-positive. I struggled with the wrist restraints. I tried to say that I was negative and not on prep. But the ball gag was big, and my jaw was stretched out. All that came through was mumble. That’s when I felt Bear One’s knob press hard against my hole. He went in balls deep. I scream in agony. He pulled all the way out, keeping only his head inside me, then forced his way back in. My tight walls gripped Bear One's rock-hard cock, but his force pushed past the grip making it feel like sandpaper to my hole. The chain rattled as Bear One power fucked into me. ‘Oh. I forgot to mention. Bob doesn’t play nice.’ Barry continued, ‘You see. He doesn’t last long; he prefers to go in, fuck hard until he shoots. But don't worry, he gets a second wind and goes back again.’ I tried to scream throughout the ruthless arse raping; I was crying by this point. Barry pressed against my shoulders to ensure that Bob’s thrust smashed harder into me. My load didn’t seem to do much to lube me up. Bob picked up the pace, and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. ‘Hear it comes, faggot. Ready to take my poz load.’ He grabbed the straps to the sling and smashed away at my hole. ‘Fuck yeah! Here I cum. Argh!! Fuckkk! I’m cumming.’ He didn’t stop fucking as he shot his load in me. The ruthless pace did not let off. My mind spun, and I couldn’t get it out of my mind that I had just received a poz load into my neg unprotected hole. Guilt struck me. How was I going to explain what had happened to me tonight to my boyfriend? Barry released the pressure from my shoulders. Bob kept fucking as Barry stood beside Bob. Suddenly Bob pulled out completely, and Barry forced his solid steal cock into my wrecked cummy hole. He was longer and had more girth; I felt my hole stretch out further and the sting of my inner hole being ripped open. Bob pressed against my shoulders, similar to what Barry did for Bob as Barry raped me. I tried and begged, but it all fell on deaf ears as Barry fucked away ‘Oh fuck! Barry, I see red. You have broken him.’ Bob announced. ‘This piglet is definitely going to get recharged.’ Barry laughed as he pulled his cock completely out of my hole. I felt a tremendous, cool emptiness for a split moment before his cock went back in. A rag went over my face. Breath in Faggot. I took a deep breath and instantly felt an incredible buzz. My body went numb, and I had an out-of-body moment. I could feel the thumping feeling from Barry’s relentless fucking, and I knew my hole was being destroyed, but I couldn’t feel the pain or torture no more. ‘Oh Shit! That Max Impact has made this pig loosen up.’ Barry picked up his pace. The rag went over my face again. ‘Breath in again.’ I did as I was told. I could hear the sound of a door opening. ‘Oh fuck.’ ‘What do we have here?’ I could hear the sounds and footsteps of other men entering the room. The clanking of buckles hitting the floor and the thud of boots being tossed aside. The drugs were overwhelming, and I passed out. I came to, blindfold was gone. Dark figures moved in closer. The room felt smaller. The red lighting illuminating the rank graffitied walls was blocked from my view. I sat my head back only to find my reflection beaming down upon me. The darkness framed my young, smooth skin and trim body—a sharp pain pierced through the overwhelming distraction of fear. It echoed the thumping pressure in my arse. I felt full. Stretched. A dark figure was between my legs. Meaty, hairy hands cupped my chest. Dry fingers pressing hard against my nipple. The urge to scream was blocked out. My mouth was still full. My jaw was wide. The ball gag was secure. There was nothing I could do to stop the pain. There was nothing I could do to scream.

I want to watch Travis and Jason Kelce pull a train on his Cunt.

I have a fondness for these places. So much opportunity, knowing every one of these men are horny. I used to spend hours at them, cruising and sucking and getting fucked and fucking and getting sucked. Love the energy - the hunger and the excitement. Love the loads even more. swallowing so many loads I lose count and having anon cum running down my legs as I walk funny leaving. When I travel, I still seek them out. The ones here can be fun, but nothing beats a new town's bookstore full of new meat.

I arrived a little early and ordered a blended frozen coffee beverage, he smile at me when he handed it across the counter. I sat and waited, he left the counter area and went into the back, to clock out I presumed, he came back out sans apron and walked to the exit, motioning for me to follow. I walked him to my car, and we climbed in. we sat in silence for a few moments while I started the car and pulled out of the lot, then he burst out “I’m so sorry I have been ignoring you these past weeks, I was sick last week, I really meant to text you” “Uh huh, so?” “Daddy I have been such an idiot, I was scared and excited when we met, I had so many emotions running through me, when I left your place” “Uh huh, so you saying you want another chance to be my boy?” “Yes daddy, please give me another chance” “I don’t know, you treated me like I was a toy, to be cast aside and forgotten when the novelty wore off” “No daddy I was scared, confused, you treated me like a prince and I didn’t think I was worthy” We were almost to my place, and he laid his head on my shoulder, I pulled in and parked, it would be about an hour before my partner would arrive home from work, time enough to find out what Jake really wanted and perhaps breed him again. I lead him to the kitchen where I deposited my beverage and grabbed the oral-quick test kit, I swabbed the inside of his cheek as per the directions then set the swab to the side, he came up to me and we began making out then I stopped him “You hungry, I was about to make dinner for myself and Jose, my partner, and you said you wanted to talk, not fuck” I was just teasing him, for I had every intention to fuck his sweet ass, but I wanted to see him sweat a little. I pulled out a pork roast, which I had marinating in the refrigerator and placed it in a baking dish, having turned on the oven when we entered I then slid the dish into the oven, turning back to Jake, I saw him looking at the swab “Oh FUCK, you really did it, you pozzed me, you really POZZED me” “Wasn’t that the whole idea of me pumping you full of my toxic seed?” Jake looked devastated, the game he had been playing just became reality “But I didn’t think you’d actually POZ me, all the other loads I’ve taken have never converted me, but yours did” “I told you I had a toxic load and asked you if you were sure you wanted it, didn’t I” “Yes daddy, it’s just I’ve heard that line before and nothing ever really happened before” I pulled out some vegetables from the freezer and placed them in a pot and turned it on low, turning to Jake again, I pulled him into me, and hugging him to reassure him he was not alone in this new journey. We started to make out again, he ground his evident hard-on into my groin causing my cock to fill out and stiffen “I really am you POZ son now aren’t I?” “Yes you are, my little flower” He went back to kissing me and pressing his need into my thigh, I reached down and unbuttoned his pants and eased the zipper down, his pants fell to his ankles exposing his cute AC briefs, and his naked ass, which hung out the back of the sexy apparel. I let him unbutton my fly and ease my zipper down allowing my shorts to fall exposing my stiffening cock as I had gone commando, in anticipation of his carnal needs. He had a large wet spot on the front of his briefs and I knelt down and began sucking on his tool through the flimsy fabric, soon peeling the backless briefs down exposing his hardness and his drooling cock. I licked his precum away from his dick and deep throated all 7.5 inches to the base before standing up and deep kissing him to share his taste with him. “I know you say bottom on your profiles but now is the time you learn to share your gift with others, starting with me” I turned around and guided his drooling stiff cock to my hole and impaled myself on the boy, eliciting a gasp as he sank balls deep in my mancunt “Don’t rush it, I know you’re close but make it last, slow down if you must, but make it last, make love to my ass” Jake worked his cock into my hole slowly at first then sped up then slowed down again, alternating his speed to control the urge to blast my hole with his newly charged venom. He was so involved in making the fuck last he never heard the front door open and close, or Jose drop his clothes behind him and slide up with his hard cock pointing at Jakes sweet hole. Jose wrapped his arms around Jake as his cock slid between the boy’s cheeks and up to his back door drooling copious amounts of precum onto the opening, allowing the boy’s own fucking motions to work the large head into his hole, upon breaching the outer ring Jose pushed the remaining 8 inches deep, fighting to gain control of his rapidly approaching orgasm. Jose didn’t last long and was soon filling Jake with his negative load, triggering Jake to fill me with his first Poz load. I had Jake clean off Jose’s cock and handed off cooking duties to Jose, while I took Jake into the bathroom. Once in the bathroom I had him eat the cum from my ass, cleaning my hole , then I turned him around and slid my cock into his cum lubed hole and started pumping, pulling him up into a kiss to taste his cum and my ass juices on his lips, I pumped him hard blasting my dirty seed to mix with my partners negative semen. “You’re my cum bitch now, and I expect to see you regularly, for your training to be my boy toy” I hugged him forcefully as he cried in my arms, the realization that the chasing was through, or so he thought