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My senior year in high school, after I had completed football season, I started working for a steak house as a dishwasher and quickly moved into the cook position. I was 6’ 185lbs and cut due to playing sports throughout school. Aside from weights, I ran for cardio every day, ate a high protein low carb diet, and had a fast metabolism to match my raging hormonal sex drive. It had been out of control for years. I knew I was gay from a very early age and actively sought to satisfy my appetite. I would sneak into the ABS and bathhouses around town. Always plenty of men wanting to suck some young jock cock or get fucked in the video booth at the ABS, or guys who looked to play in the sauna, sling room, or video room at the bathhouse. Primarily a top, if the guy was hot and in college, at the time what I considered an older man, I would open my hope. One on one was fine, but group fuckfests with others watching was always better. I loved being watched and it was easy to draw a crowd. I would hang in the video room at the bathhouse and get blowen by guy after guy. If I was in the mood, I would flip them over and fuck their ass and then watch as another guy would clean off the cum from my cock after I had cum in the first guy’s ass. By the time I was heading to college I had racked up more guys than I could count and along with it, numerous trips to the public health office for testing and meds for STIs. I had quite the record. One day a new hire came to the restaurant. He was the son of a friend of one of the managers. He was a crazy stud. He was a wrestler at a neighbor school, 5’ 10” about 160lbs, blonde, blue eyed, zero body fat, drove a pickup truck, smirk on his face, wore tight cloths, he knew he was hot. He exuded animal lust, a walking hormone. As the weeks passed he flirted with everyone – male and female. He didn’t care. In the kitchen galley he would lift his shirt to show his six pack abs, with a light tan treasure trail leading down the bulge in his pants. He had no problem showing the other cooks his monster cut cock which leaned slightly to the left with a short crop of blonde hair framing his meat. He was very proud of his physique and his cock – no doubt the envy of his peers in the showers after practice. He had a swagger that screamed stud. Others who knew him said he wasn’t a tease, that he was a hormone for anyone who wanted to service him or allow him to top. A fuck was a fuck. He was a young man’s man. Running parallel to all this was my gay stud uncle. Thirteen years older than me, he was a bronzed 6’ 1” 195 lb muscle man with jet black hair, perfect v shape, small hips, big chest, muscled legs, former Army infantry man who lived within a mile of me. When other men in the extended family were having a beer, he would be drinking whiskey. He had a series of cars and motorcycles: Harley, Corvette, pickups. He regularly went to Los Angeles and San Francisco for vacation. His home was always open to me along with his weightroom in the basement. The room was equipped with a bench, free weights, pull-up bar, and mirrored walls. One afternoon, after working out, while my uncle was at the store, off the weight room, behind a locked door, I discovered a dungeon, porn mag covers posted on the dark walls, with a fuck bench in the middle and sling in the corner. I had used them both at the bathhouse and had become accustom to grabbing the guys by the hips as I rammed by cock mercilessly up the anonymous dude’s ass until I unloaded and then went downstairs to the shower and sauna to clean up and get ready for another round. Seeing the sling in the room off the weight room sent my mind into overdrive. I began to picture to sessions of my stud uncle railing the dudes. It immediately got me hard. I stripped, foisted myself into the sling and put my ankles in the straps moving my hole into a perfect entrance position. My heart pounding, I quickly moved out of the sling and shut the door, not wanting to get caught by my uncle in his dungeon should he unexpectedly return. While I was 18, he was 31. My body was still developing, his was in prime form. The smell in the room told me it was regularly used. By the worn feel of the room, I had no doubt that the guys he railed had shot their load all over and the leather and it was well lubed with cum. I noticed a camera attached the ceiling. Not wanting to get caught, I climbed out of the sling and exited the room cautiously, locking the door behind. I went back upstairs, changed my cloths, and waited for him to return. Not long after changing, he returned, I thanked him for the use of the weights and then left. The thoughts, however, continued to invade my mind with vivid images of the pleasure-fest luring my fantasies.

On my way home from work today. I left early because of the holiday weekend. I thought that it may be a busy day at the video store. It was steady. I got there around 1:30 and I saw a daddy that has a big dick that I know. He won’t fuck me but he loves when I suck him. We went into a booth where I proceeded to make love to his cock for awhile. He fed me his load and I was off to find more. There was a booth that was open and playing a video so I went in to watch. An older black guy wanted to come in so I let him in. He pulled out his beautiful 8 or 9” cock and I did my job and got on my knees and started sucking. A few minutes later after he was fully hard he pulled me up turned me around and yanked my shorts down. I instinctively reached back to grab his cock to guide him in but he slapped my hand away. He pushed my head down so I was bent over. Kicked my legs apart. Spit on his hand and rubbed it on my pussy. I knew he wasn’t going to use me gently so I grabbed my poppers and started to inhale. He slammed in me hard and started to pound my pussy relentlessly. I was happy to be used like this. He fucked me hard and then came in me even harder. I tried to tell him thank you and how grateful I was but he just pulled his pants up and left. I noticed the video had stopped so I pulled my shorts up and walked out of the booth. I walked around a little. I gave another blow job to a hot black guy. He shot in my mouth unceremoniously. I walked around a little more and found a door open with a older guy with a nice body and hairy chest stroking his above average cock. I went in and started to suck him. He plumped up nice so I stood up and turned around and gave him the fag stance. He slipped right in and started to fuck me. I felt the need to tell him that I already had a load in me and he said that it was hot. I asked him what gets him off because I wanted to earn his load. He said pigs that have loads in them and want more. It sounded like me. Lol. He fucked me slow and hard and really used my pussy. He finally gave me a really nice load to top me off. I said to him “ your load makes me feel all CHARGED up now.” He just gave me a dirty grin. My pussy was now leaking cum and I was on a mission to get more. I left the booth and walked around some more. I couldn’t find anyone that wanted to play and I was just about to leave when the first guy that bred me came back. The older black guy. I said “ do you need to breed another load in me sir?” He just looked through me. Like I wasn’t human. That made me want him to fuck me even more. I kept watching him walk around. I didn’t want to push it. If he wanted to use me he just had to let me know. After about 30 minutes he walked by me and right into a booth. I walked over and open the door and he motioned me in. It was similar to the first time he bred me he took out his beautiful cock and I started to suck him to get hard. His cock tasted like cum and pussy. He pulled me up again and I assumed the gag pose. I got out my poppers and started huffing hard. He started to pound me again. I told him that I had another man’s load in with his. He said I was a good pig and fucked another load in me. I left to go to happy hour with friends. I kept thinking what they would think if they knew I had three loads of strangers cum inside me.

Part 2 Back home by rage had fully subsided. Carl was having an early night as he flight was at a crazy time in the morning. I was chilling with a glass of wine and a TV in the background but paying no attention to what was on. Instead I was on my phone searching for random gay cruising listings. I search hit came up for the “Hit and miss toilets” in the park by the river. Reading the comments it seemed like it was very active up until summer last year and now not so much. Next was to check out some of the hook up sites and apps to see who was around. I purposely avoided Grindr as I was scared that the first profile I’d see on it was Carl’s and I had to keep my focus away from that. After about an hour of a mindlessly scrolling, searching and getting distracted by porn I found some more obscure sites. One was dedicated to finding guys into bareback sex and another one was to share stories of ‘POZ encounters’. Its not something that had ever turned me on but reading the stories in the fiction section got my dick hard and my heart pounding. I even took a blast of poppers whilst reading. Some of the encounters were just mind blowing. I was so horned up by the stories and light headed with the wine I created a profile on the barebacking hookup site, took and uploaded some pics then added a slutty message to my profile text. Even though I have a respectable city job I’m in shape with a lot of running, cycling and weights. I’m no adonis but I’m kinda pleased with my lean build, furry chest and muscular but round ass! After about another 30 mins of checking out various guys (none of whom were nearby) I was getting frustrated by the lack of attention. So I upped the stakes by creating a party listing: “Married Bttm hosting this weekend. Anon. No load refused”. No sooner had I clicked the submit button I must have fallen asleep on the sofa as the next thing I knew was Carl kissing me on the forehead and saying goodbye. I crawled into our bedroom and fell asleep again. Waking up I had the mixture of guilt and horniness. Carl had sent me a message wishing me a good day and how he’ll miss me. My phone also had the barebacking site still open. To my surprise there were over 30 messages! Admittedly several of them were automated pic sharing notifications but still this was more attention than I’ve had in years. There were about 8 requests to join my party listing. Its as this point I decided that I did want to go through with this. I accepted requests, messaged a few of the guys and got several back in return. It was approaching lunch so I took a long shower to ensure I was fully clean outside and in. My favourite mix of porn, poppers and wine helped relax me and get me in the mood. My stomach was in knots as I sent the first guy my address and his immediate reply was “Cool bud, see you in 25mins”. That time passed by so quickly as son enough there was another buzz on my phone “Parked up, let me know when you’re in position”. It took me a moment to comprehend the message then I remembered in my listing it said anon. Not wanting to disappoint I quickly closed the blind, stripped to my jock, unlocked the front door and waited face down on the bed. A simple “Ready” was all it took and seconds later I heard the main door open. Another blast of poppers settled me down as the guy entered our martial bedroom and placed his hands on my hips. “My my my that ass looks even more delicious in person” “Thank you, sir” “Sir… I like that… are you going to be an obedient boy for me” I just made a sound to convey my agreement The guy was older, out of shape but looked well endowed by his profile pics! His hands went to work massaging my back and neck. Commenting on my tension and trying to get me to relax. His tongue was exploring my body and then reached my hole. The way he rimmed me deeply was amazing. Id never had someone eat out my ass like he did. His beard stubble acting as a good sensation against my ass cheeks. A finger with lube was inserted and my hole got worked and loosened “Ready for my dick?” Again I just made a sound. I couldn’t speak as I was just thinking about my husband, how I should be using a condom, how I shouldn’t be doing this at all. So I just lay there. The head of his dick went straight in to my hole. His thickness was amazing, it felt like I was being impaled but I had no desire to push him back. Only the tip was inside me and already it felt unlike any other fuck I’d had. Without hesitation he thrust the rest of his dick inside and began to work my ass. I squirmed, clenched and tried to focus on my breathing to accept this dick by man it was tough to take! He just laughed and told to me relax. “Enjoying it?”, he exclaimed “Oh very, VERY much, Sir” “In that case lets take it to the next level” And with that the ramped up the intensity and started to absolutely bang my ass. There were so many times that I almost asked him to stop but before I could there was a grunt and he just shouted “Fuck yean man” at which point I knew he’d shot his load inside me. He wasn’t waiting around but I had to turn over to get a look at him. “Um thanks man” “No, thank you! That’s one amazing ass. And you look cute face up. I want that ass again…. And soon” He gathered his clothes, dressed and left. My head was spinning. Had I just let this random guy fuck me and I didn’t even think about asking for a condom? He was hot though, a great top, nice build and a cute scorpion tattoo on his hip. My ass was aching after that workout but I knew I wanted more so I reopened the barebacking app to see who else was interested in my extra martial party…

Part 1 I’d been running for a while and ended up in a local park which I don’t tend to use. It was time for a break so slowed to a walk, grabbed a water from a local store and started to cool down. After about 10 mins I passed a run down toilet block deep in the park. I was getting the urge to pee so stepped inside. Unsurprising it was just as filthy inside, covered in graffiti and smelling of stale piss. I relieved myself and then got distracted by the graffiti. There were all the usual stuff “Carl is a bumboy” “For gay sex fone….” And the usual knob drawings. What stood out though was some horny messages about guys cruising these toilets, taking loads and one which proudly proclaimed “Got AIDS here” with a big smiley face next to it. For some reason that made my dick stand to attention. I’d never given safe sex much of a thought as I’ve been in a relationship and married so long in, what I thought was a monogamous relationship, that it just dropped off my radar. My husband fucks me, shoots inside me but its fine as its just us. Lost in my own thoughts and trying to distract myself from my husbands cheating I went in to only stalls to continue reading the graffiti. It was then when I heard footsteps entering the toilets. I stood still, slowed by breathing so they wouldn’t hear me hoping they’d be gone in a moment. A minute or so past then another set of footsteps entered then the sound of heavy breathing. I cautiously peeked around to see two guys making out. Continuing to watch the younger guy (mid to late 20s) dropped to his knees and unzipped the older guy (early 50s ish) to reveal his thick dick. The twink greedily deep throated the daddy and didn’t even gag on that thick cock. Daddy was enjoying this by the moans with pleasure. I’m rock hard at this point. “Fuck boy you’re so damn good”, moaned the daddy “mmmmmhmmmm”, replied the twink with his mouth still full of dick “Gonna let me in that ass boi?” Without hesitation he slipped down his shorts to reveal a smooth ass. Daddy just turned him around rimmed him deeply then spat on the hole to get it ripe for fucking. The head of that meaty dick rested on the twink’s hole just for a second or two before disappearing inside. Watching them fuck was intense, the stamina of the daddy and the twink just took that rough, raw pounding. My husband has NEVER fucked me even closely to that level of intensity. “I’m getting close boi” “Fuck me daddy, fill up my c*nt with your load” “Hell yeah you’re going to get daddies load, daddies POZ load” “Give it to me, give me that poz juice” This is what sent the guy over the edge and from the loud moan he just released a lot of cum inside the guy. They quickly redressed themselves and said their goodbyes with the twink leaving first. Daddy followed a few seconds later, not looking back, but saying fairly loudly “I hope you enjoyed the show” as he laughed and disappeared. So I might not have been as stealthy as I thought. What I also didn’t realise is that I’d cum, handsfree in to my running shorts. It was going to be a sticky run home with my load there! My thoughts turned back to my cheating husband and then to the toilets. Its at that point I realised that its now my time, my turn to have sex with other guys, my right to explore my sexual side again. This weekend is the weekend I cheat on my husband.

Part 5 – Man of his word Travis did as he was told. He got back on the bed and went straight into doggie position. Reggie walked away to a dresser on the other side of the room. When he returned, he was fidgeting with his phone in one hand and a loaded pipe in the other. He texted away for a few minutes and then walked back to the bed. Reggie took a good sized rip and blew out his cloud. He hands the pipe down to the boy in front of him. Travis took his turn on the pipe and as he was letting his own cloud go, he felt Reggie’s tongue invading his hole. T: oh my gaaaa Reggie was eating his ass out like it was his last meal. When he had it dripping wet, he backed up to admire the puckering hole before him. G: Hey Regg, you promised me… Reggie turned his gaze toward the other twink in the sling. He looked down as the cum was leaking from his hole. The sight made his dick bounce. R: yes, I remember. And I’m a man of my word. Reggie stands up and walks over to the sling. He releases the twink and he gets out of the contraption. Garth was hard from the fucking he had just endured. He steps behind his best friend. Reggie had promised him that he could pop his friend’s cherry. Reggie walks off to his setup and comes back with a small bottle of his personal parTy lube. He squeezes some into his hand and grabs Garth by the dick. Slowly, he coats the twink’s dick with a thick layer of lube. R: now hurry up and drop your load. I said you had first dibs but I’m getting in right after you. Robbie reloads the pipe and takes a hit as the boy lines up his dick. He hands the pipe over to Garth. R: take a hit and hold it as you slide into him. Robbie goes down to Travis’s level and hands him a bottle of poppers. He quickly explains how they work. Travis takes 3 big hits of poppers, followed by Garth lighting up and pushing himself forward into his best friend. Garth slips half his 6 inches into bottom. He releases the cloud as the sound of moaning came from the bottom. R: go ahead and do that again. Both of you. Both of the boys listened. The snorting of poppers and flick of the lighter and another push. Boom. Garth bottoms out. All of his dick is inside his friend. The feeling was surreal. Garth just stayed there getting used to the feeling of having his dick gripped by a tight ass. After what seemed like forever for Garth, he finally starts to rock back and forth. He stayed balls deep in him as he rocked forward and back. He took him time and went slow. He was lost in a daze of feelings. He hardly even realized his friend was moaning and begging for more cock. When he finally tuned in and heard Travis moaning like a whore, that tipped him over the edge and he shot his load deep in his friend’s hole. Travis felt like a million bucks after his orgasm and had a big grin on his face. He pulls out and looks over at Reggie for some encouragement or something, he didn’t know what. Reggie was jerking off to the side watching the show. Already all lubed up. R: aww, wasn’t that cute. You made love to your friend. Hope you don’t mind that I’m gonna fuck his tight hole until I get my fill. Now move over little homie. He brushed Gary away and lined up behind Travis. Reggie looked down at the tight hole that was just starting to close. R: oh no, we cant have that. Hold on bitch, it’s gonna be a bumpy ride. Reggie pushed the tip of his dick against the boy’s entrance. It was resisting until the boy hit the poppers. POP! The head pops in. T: oh damn, It’s so thick R: oh baby, it aint even in yet. That’s just my head. Do you want me to stop? Reggie pulled his dick out. Travis felt so empty. He couldn’t take it, the tina playing with his head. T: please fuck me Reggie. I need it. R: take another 3 hits of poppers as I push in. Reggie placed his dick back at the entrance and waited. He heard the first sniff and pushed forward. His head popped back in. A moan escaped the boy. Second sniff and push – 3 inches slid in eliciting another moan. R: okay baby, one more and I can start the pounding. A third sniff and Reggie grabs the twink by the waist and pushes in with all his weight. He bottoms out. All 9 inches are inside the boy. This left Travis whimpering a bit but thoroughly enjoying it. T: OMG I feel like you are ripping me in two. But in a good way. R: yeah, lets just hold here a min to let you get used to my thickness. Don’t worry I’m not a one pump chump like some guys. Reggie turns to Garth and laughs. Its ok boy, you’ll level up soon enough. Then he turns his attention back to his bottom. R: ok, enough time. Lets get this fuck on the road. Hey Garth, come around here and hold the poppers for him. He is not gonna be able to hold the bottle steady once I start. Garth runs around and gets on the bed and gets into position to do his assigned task. Reggie pulls almost completely out, leaving just his head in the hole. Then he unceremoniously slams forward and pushes all 9 back in. The poor twink yelped. T: can you go slower please? R: oh yeah for sure baby. Reggie gave a devilish grin that neither one of the boys saw. Reggie again pulled almost out and then slammed back in. he picked up the pace and slapping against the boy’s ass in no time at all. Travis is half moaning, half crying, trying to plead Reggie to go slower. Reggie had no interest in what the twink was saying. He had a virgin (practically) to pop. Travis tries to lean forward and escape his position. But to no avail, Reggie just shifted his weight and slammed the twink into his stomach on the mattress. Reggie used his knees to spread the legs apart. He wanted to get as far into the hole as possible. The half cries and pleading was just a turn on for Reggie. Every time he heard it, he would pound harder trying to get deeper. R: Garth, you are sleeping on the job. The boy needs poppers. Garth, who had been watching the assault and jerking his dick while watching snapped out of it and pushed the bottle of poppers under his friend’s nose. 3 good sniffs in and Garth backed away to get a good view again. Reggie lifted the boy and turned him around. He threw the twink’s legs on his shoulder and pushed himself back into the boy’s hole. He looked down at the boy with streaks of tears down his cheek. He had stopped crying and was now only moaning. R: see that wasn’t so bad. Just needed you to get used to it. Reggie pumped into the boy’s body and was making slap sounds from the pounding. He shifts his weight and get into the hole at a different angle. The sound of his balls slapping into the ass echoed in the room. It only took and hour or so of pounding to get Reggie to finally cum. After pumping the boy full of his cum, he falls between the legs of the boy. R: damn, you sucked the soul right out of me. Rest up boy. You too Garth. I’m taking a small break but we are far from done. Reggie pounded the boys all night and into the next day. When they finally were leaving, they both had 5 loads leaking out their holes. R: come by next weekend boys. I have a few friends that would love to meet you guys. The boys piled into the car and drove off. When they got to Travis’s house, they both got off and headed to his room. His room had it’s own bathroom so they both jumped in the shower. They washed away all the sweat, dried saliva, and dried cum off each other’s bodies. The 2 boys both jumped into Travis’s queen size bed. They held each other and tried to fall asleep. Tried and tried and tried to go to sleep. They finally gave up and started making out. Travis pulled out his bottle of lube and they were off to the races. Garth gave Travis another load and then Travis gave Garth one. After fucking each other for about an hour, only after they were thoroughly out of energy did they finally slip into sleep. Both of them dreaming of what new adventures awaited them next weekend.

I'm getting 1-3 dicks at a time almost daily. They make me feel cheap and worthless, like I have to make it up to their cocks personally. I try my best. It feels great especially now that first few fucks behavior/manners are gone. They come in, do what they want, and leave. I feel so dirty

Fuck I'm having a great time in Berlin, came through with a friend and every night we've been checking out the cruising scene. On Sunday we went to Boiler and I got fucked a few times there, the steam maze ist sehr Toll, then yesterday I went around collecting loads from guys on Grindr in various hotels until we went out for the night. Went to Bull bar to suck some guys and naturally the biggest dick in the darkroom wants to be inside me first so I get in the sling and let myself get fucked and bred by him and whoever came after. Then we went to Fricken 3000 and while it was totally dead mostly, I got to chatting to the hottest guy at the bar and after telling him I've got a bottle of lube in my bag he takes me downstairs and starts to fist me. Fuck that was incredible, just making out with this beautiful guy while he's punching deep into my guts, I don't think I shot my load but I think I orgasmed from how intense he went. I leave Berlin on Thursday morning, any recommendations until then? I'm in chastity so still horny 😈

This is so awesome! I hope me and my dad end up like this. He was my first and we've been in a sexual relationship for 9 years now. We recently started fucking again after over 4 long years of not being together. We love each other so much but he struggles with holding me back from something better I guess. But when we fuck it's so loving and so perfect. There is no better feeling in the world than your dad and hero losing all control and filling you up inside.

I met my first ever hookup on Grinder, I was 19 and he was 32. He invited me back to his hotel and proceeded with small talk. ( I’ve have a thing for the male chest, love kissing/worshipping on male nipples/areola’s). I sucked on his nipples while he played with mine which is wired to my dick. He asked if I had ever been fucked and I told him no and that I was only interested in oral being my first time with a guy. Long story short, he brought us both drinks and I woke up the next day with a sore ass with dried cum not remembering the night before. He left a note saying the room is paid for another night if I wanted to stay.

The guy fucked me for a while, biting me in the neck and pushing my head down on daddy. It felt like his dick was getting bigger and I knew he was going to cum. After he did and left I felt another pair of hands separating my cheeks and another dick plowed me. This went on for a couple of hours and I took about 8 or 9 loads. Daddy got up and closed the door and told me I needed a break. He gave me more Gatorade. I was sweating bullets and feeling a bit warm and very sensual. I was climbing onto daddy, his fingers found my ass and started grinding his hand basically begging him to stick his fingers in. Three fingers went in at once and I was grunting riding them, making out, loving the heat and the sweat. Soon it was four fingers and I was gasping for breath. His phone buzzed, he set me down in the bed and started fucking me while he texted someone. He asked if I liked how I was feeling, I said I did. He leaned in close and asked if I wanted to keep going. I said yes. He asked if I wanted to keep feeling this way. I uhuhed yes. He reached in the cubby under the bed and produced a glass pipe and a torch lighter. I felt a bit of uneasy because I didn’t know what it was but it seemed more hardcore than weed. He sensed it and told me I had already done some because he put in my ass earlier and I had said I liked it so why not keep going. I said I didn’t know how. He said he would show me. There was something in the pipe already, it was frosty white. He put the lighter under, coughed to mask the click of the torch and started melting the stuff, he said he would take a hit and shotgun it to me. I saw him start to take the hit and the swirl in the pipe. It seemed like forever and I was hypnotized and then he turned off the torch and kept inhaling. When he stopped he motioned me to come closer, put the torch down and with his now free hand he held my head to his and our mouths together and exhaled forcing me to inhale the hit, some escaped around our lips. I exhaled back into his mouth and he back into mine. After a few exchanges I was spinning and feeling so horny. Someone knocked on the door. He put the pipe and torch under the pillow , opened the door and let this other jock like dude in and closed it. He introduced us and said he would be joining us. His friend was hard and dropped his towel. He picked me up like I was a rag doll and sat me on his dick. Daddy pulled out the pipe and put the stem to my lips and coughed again to mask the torch. Then told me to inhale. I did. Greedily. Then he motioned me to shotgun the heat to his friend. The guy took it and gave it back and started rocking me on his dick. Daddy motioned us down so that I was riding the new guy chest to chest and then I felt Dady climb on top of us and started to put his dick in me too. I had never been DP’d before but my ass just seemed to open up to accommodate and then to latch on to both dicks.

Yesterday for wet lunch at the park. Needed to release so for lunch I went to the park where I been before and had some good fun. A few cars but no one in them so I parked and waited for a little. I saw two guys walk out of the path and go to their cars. One saw me and looked at me. I waved and he walked over. I lowered my window and he said hello looking for fun? I said i could be. He said good timing it will get busy soon for lunch. I said just want a quick suck if you want. He asked to see so I pulled my pants down. He reached in and stroked me a little and said looks yummy can I come in. I said sure. He got in and I took my pants off as he bent over to suck. He was great as he told me to move the back down. I did he got on his knees in the seat for better access and sucked then fingered me a little. I moaned he stopped to ask if I bottom I said yes. He got up and said lets take a walk. I pulled my pants up and we got out. So as we walked into the woods we walked to a picnic table. He said here is good drop your pants and sit on the table put your feet on the table so I can suck up as I sit here. It was a great position leggs wide on the seat as he sat between my leggs to suck and finger me. I laid on the table as he was having his lunch "Me". Fingered the hell out of me as my cock was hard as a rock and about to blow as my eyes were closed enjoy it. Then I felt a hand on my belly and looked to see a big white guy standing there touching my belly and chest as I was getting sucked. He dropped his pants and stroked his good size cock by my face. I was about to move to suck but I blew a hard load in the guys mouth and just layed there recovering. I got flipped over they grabbed my ass quickly and felt them spreading my ass as one of them started to rim me. The other on push me down on the table and held me as the rimming stopped and heard some spitting. Then felt something hard at my hole and pushed in. My hips were pulled to the edge of the table and felt his cock slide in deep. I tried to move but got held down hard on this dirty table. He pounded for a little then i felt my back and shirt was getting wet. I heard one say fucking rain. It started to rain a little harder as I was getting pounded. He wasn't going to stop. Heard a growl then stopped as he pulled out. I was soaked and trying to get up the other said fuck the rain im fucking that hole. And he did pulled me off the table bent me over rain come down he pumped hard and fast. All of sudden pulled me off the table pushed me on the muddy ground and pulled my ass up as he fucked me all muddy hard. The 1st guy stood there laughing because we were all muddy. Heard him moan and pushed me away in the mud. They both were leaving as I got up to try to clean the rain helped getting the mud off. I got to my car took a blanket out of the trunk to cover my seat as I drove home. I was so dirty when I got home.

Part 9 I stand there waiting until suddenly the lights go on in the room. We are standing in the middle of the room. Chairs are set around us in a circle, twelve of them. I can see six VIPs standing behind them. Each has one chair. Next to each VIP is an empty chair, with a dildo placed in the middle of the chair. All VIPs wear red shirts, so we can't see any chests (well, the shirts are so tight, we can see the shapes of their abs and bodies). They all wear tight leather shorts with a zipper in the crotch. Some assistants are coming in and walking behind us. Distracted by the VIPs, I don't really pay attention to them. We hear some tubes being opened, and then... a shockwave hits my body. I feel a finger pushing up my sphincter. I yell softly . I did not expect this. The helpers are massaging our holes. a finger slides deep inside me. The host starts to talk again and tells us our holes are being lubed for this game. Then he starts to give six of us a condom while the helpers are still fingering us. Including me, it tickles inside me, and sometimes he's pushing against my prostate. This takes at least five minutes until the host starts to talk again. "All of you with a condom, walk up to a VIP. Unzip their zippers, suck those cocks, and make them hard." Shit... I need to pick a guy... I look around and walk up to a VIP. He is a Latin guy. If I have to guess, he's from Colombia? He is in his thirties and has a bald, shaved head, strong arms, and big, trained legs. photo of Colombian guy I go down on my knees and open the zipper. I can see a bulge. With my hand, I grab his cock and pull it out. It smells clean, and I can't see any pubic hair. I guess he shaved. It is still really soft, so I have to do my best to make it hard. I put my mouth over it and start to play with my tongue. I rotate it, making circles over his cock. It soon works, and I can feel his cock grow. Now I start to suck him for real, my mouth going up and down on his shaft. I can feel his cock getting harder and harder. He is a grower. Both my hands grab his upper legs so I can put some power into my sucking. Up and down. Sometimes I can feel it go deeper, and it hits my throat . With my teeth, I graze his cock and I see him twitch. I take his cock out of my mouth and excuse myself for that. Then I'm back on the job. To make it up to him, I take his cock deep and feel it sliding down my throat. I hear him moan, so I guess he likes it. After some minutes sucking him, I hear the host calling, "Wrap it up." I take his cock out of my mouth and grab the condom. I tear the package and roll the condom over his hard cock. It looks nice and shiny . I look up at his face, and he smiles at me, giving me a wink. "Now, get on those cocks in front of you, slowly , so it won't break. And the other guys, get your hole on one of the dildos," the host shouts. I slowly stand up and place my legs over the guy. There are no armrests on the chair, so it's not a problem at all. Slowly, I sit down, looking face to face in his eyes. I can feel his cock against my sphincter. Fuck, I think, I'm going to ride a guy who I never chatted with. Slowly I press down. His wrapped cock enters me slowly. I'm still tight, but not as tight as I was yesterday morning, thanks to Mark. "Damn, you have a sweet hole, boy," the VIP tells me. Slowly I'll manage to take it all in, my ass resting on his lap, his balls against me. His wrapped cock deep up my hole. I try to relax, but that's not really working. The host starts to talk again, and I turn my head to him. "Okay, listen up. You guys have to ride these cocks and dildos. Each time the music stops , you get your ass one place over to the left. And you start riding again... Bottoms get a point when the condom breaks in your hole. The game continues. When a VIP cums in your hole after the condom broke, you get two points . Your game is over then. You stay on that cock until the whole game ends, no pulling out. The game ends when all VIPs have shot their loads. If a VIP shoots and the condom did not break, you get two points and a special task at the end of all three games. Let the games begin." There I am. A wrapped cock deep up my hole from a guy I never spoke to; I think he's Colombian? Don't know his name or anything, but I need to ride him. What have I gotten myself into... I start to pull myself up slowly, and I can feel his cock slowly sliding out. My hole is still getting used to it, but it seems to remember the feeling. I get horny instantly and start to feel empty when his cock slides out of my hole. Slowly, I push myself down again, and I can feel his cock filling me up once more . It feels so good... I can feel all of him, and I love the idea of having a big Colombian cock. I start to ride him. I hear him moan softly, but he keeps eye contact. His cock touches my prostate, so I am getting hard too. Then, the music stops. It's a bit of a bummer when I stand up and feel his cock pulling out of my hole. But there is some relief too. The condom is still on it and is not cracked. I take one place to the left, on the dildo. I set myself on it and push. It's hard to get it inside at first, but soon I can feel it up my hole. The dildo is still wet from the first guy , but there is nothing I can do about that. I am riding a sort of lubed-up dildo, lube made of anal fluid. I look to my left to see from which guy this anal fluid is. It's a 30-year-old guy, bigger than me, and he seems to be riding the VIP's cock hard up and down. I can feel the dildo clearly; it has a sort of bulge on the sides. So my hole gets deeply massaged. It works on the walls of my hole, massaging , breaking , and keeping fluid behind on the dildo for the next guy that rides it. So basically, I'm now mixing my ass fluid with someone else's... Again, the music stops, and I go one place to the left. I climb over a skinny 50-year-old man and start to ride him. His cock is not too big and not too small; my hole reacts too . His cock feels way better than the ride on the dildo. It's softer, warmer, and it's the real deal. So much better that you actually want to go for it, so that the condom breaks, the VIP squirts in you, and you can stay on it, so you don't have to take a seat on a dildo anymore. I hear that this same thought is not only in my mind; I hear some other bottoms going up and down real hard; they moan loud . They have the same idea, to let the VIP cum in their holes so they can keep that cock in them instead of the dildo. And again, the music shuts down and its time to switch. Back on the dildo. I push myself down once, and then the music stops again, so back on a VIP's cock then. I can't make sense of the timing of the music. One time it lasts long, the other time short. With this, no VIP or bottom knows how long they have, to make a condom break or a load gets shot up the hole. I set myself to a bit heavier VIP. He has a round belly. The red shirt has been pulled up just a bit. His big breasts and nipples are clearly visible. A big dark beard grows on his chin, and he has curly hair. I lower myself again while the guy grins. Is he into me? He starts to slowly push up deeper into me when I push myself down. The host sees it, but he does not intervene. Some other VIPs see this and start to do the same. I guess it's allowed. With this, the speed goes up. I can hear someone banging real fast. I look over my back and see someone holding onto chains from the ceiling, pumping up and down. It is Kayode… He pulls himself up from the chains and then just drops real fast. Every time, you can hear a loud smack. He's going wild on the VIP. Kayode looks like a sort of Tarzan . Hanging there, his arms veined from holding himself up. His dark-skinned ass is wrapped around a big white cock. I can see his VIP grin, and I groan to him, "Break it, break it, let me take your black ass bare." It seems Kayode is doing his best to do so. My VIP groans to me, "Are you letting him get all the points?" while he pounds his cock back into me. I lose my breath for a moment when he thrusts into me. "Fuck," I think, "that's true, the points..." The music stops again, and I get off the cock. The condom is still intact. I hear the host yell, "One point to them! Kayode broke the VIP's condom." He smiles with satisfaction as he removes the broken condom from the VIP's cock. He walks over to the dildo and pushes himself against it. I'm doing the same. Damn . That guy can fuck. While riding the dildo, another condom breaks. After a few minutes , I have to take a seat on a VIP's cock again. I lower myself and push deep. I guess I have to get some points too. Though this one has a really fat cock. It's hard for me; my hole can't really take it; I am too tight . So, I turn myself around with my back to the VIP and try to take a seat like this. Now I see all the bottoms and VIPs . Some are going harder and faster than others . Some seem to be a bit careful. I can see Kayode hanging on the chains again, doing the same trick on another VIP. It seems to work. I see shreds of a condom hanging from his ass. He broke one again. I push myself down hard . A bit in pain; his cock is so fat, and my hole is a bit too tight for him. But I have to; I have to if I want some points. And then... I feel it. I feel the condom break deep in my hole. It's burst; I can feel his cock pushing through the condom, deeper, bare in my hole. I give a small moan. The VIP has noticed it too and slaps my ass softly, as confirmation of what just happened. I stay put, my eyes wide . Fuck . I am caught up in the game. I have a stranger's bare cock in my hole now, not knowing anything about the guy, not his name, not his age, not his health check , but I still have his bare cock in my hole now. And... I like the feeling. I never thought I would be one of those guys who gives his ass to strangers. And now, in this game... now I'm doing that thing I always disapproved of ... and I like it. I keep riding the top. His bare cock tickles my tight hole, pushing the right spots. I even get hard myself. So, I start to ride him, from fast to slow and back to fast. I can hear he likes it. I'm not sure who I am pleasing more, him or me? But it seems more tops are getting satisfied now. The music stops. Damn , a bit disappointed. I stand up, and I hear the host: "Good guys... three more condoms broke." I get one point, and my smartwatch lights up and counts one. It seems to tally the points in this game. I watch Kayode; he too has one point now , a total of two. One other guy gets a point too. I lower myself onto a chair with a dildo again. This time , nothing happens, so when the music stops, I'll get myself to a top again. This one has no condom anymore, so I can't get 1 point with this guy; only when he cums inside me will I get some points, but the game will be done for me then. Should I try? It is a Chinese-looking guy. I take his cock and see he has a piercing in it. Ohhh damn, that looks rough and hot. It glitters in the dim light, and I can see anal fluid from the other bottoms hanging on it, mixed with, I guess, pre-cum. I have never seen this before. I know it exists, but I have never in my life seen it in real life ... and now... I need to ride it. I push my sphincter against his metal cock ring. It feels a bit cold and wet. It makes my sphincter tighten up. Then, slowly, I let myself lower onto it. My sphincter gives way; I had too many cocks and dildos at this moment, so it really breaks in easily. I lower myself, and I can feel the metal going deeper and deeper into my hole. It feels a bit cold, but fuck... this feels so damn good. I start to ride him. His cock and piercing are hitting my prostate. I want him. I begin to ride him hard. I can hear my ass hitting against his upper legs. I lose myself in it, barely hearing the other guys moan. I can feel his cock swelling inside me. Pre-cumming, I guess. My own cock starts to pre-cum too. A wet spot is clearly visible in my tight jockstrap. I bend to him, my face close to his, and then I start to kiss him while riding him. I'm kissing a stranger. I feel his tongue. He has a tongue piercing too. We keep on kissing, and with my tongue, I play with his tongue piercing. I can feel he clearly likes it. He starts pushing his hips and cock into me. Oh, he feels so good. Then, someone taps on my shoulder. It is another bottom . My turn... the music stopped; did you not hear it? I look around in amazement. I don't hear any music. I missed it stopping. A few VIPs are panting. Several bottoms have already gotten off. A little disappointed, I get off the VIP's dick. His cock is wet and throbbing and way harder than a few minutes ago. The other bottom quickly takes a seat and starts riding him deep. I drift off to my spot. Again, the dildo. I see that this one is also getting wetter and slimier. There is more and more of a mix of pre-cum, anal fluid, and small remnants of lube on it. I take a seat and press myself with my ass onto the dildo again. How much pre-cum will be on this? Were all the bottoms clean, or did a few still have cum in their asses, which is now mixed with this? Who knows. The thought alone makes me shudder and also makes me horny again. The risks shoot through my head. Surely no one with a sexually transmitted disease is among them? No way... while I have the dildo deep inside me, I feel panic rising for a moment, but this quickly ebbs away again. No, I think. I had to submit a health check before I came when booking. Everyone must have had to do this. So this is probably fine. And what are the chances that someone slips through and I meet that guy? No... the hotel can't afford that. They've been organizing this for years. And as I stand now, I'll just enjoy it. Because I didn't know that this hotel stimulates so much sex to give us an unforgettable vacation. I start to ride the dildo harder and harder and hear the VIP panting hard next to me. He looks at me, grabs the bottom , pulls him down towards him, and thrusts deeply. He groans, jerks, pants... I'm coming, I'm coming. The bottom screams it out, points ... I score points... ohhhhhhhmmmmm. The balls of the VIP contract and I see his cock pulsate in the bottom's ass. "We have a cummer!" the host shouts loudly. "The first one... that's 2 points..." The bottom stops and stays on the VIP. He kisses the VIP on his neck and thanks him . The bottom then turns to me while I'm still on the dildo. "You too, thanks," he says. "You did the groundwork. If the music had kept going, you would have had these points." He grins at me and then turns back to the VIP . They start talking softly about general daily things while he keeps the VIP's cock in him as the rules of the game dictate. The music stops again and I go to the next top. Again bare in my ass , but not nearly as hard and stiff. I'm not going to win this one. A little later, I hear two more VIPs panting and loud noises from balls slapping against some asses. Another two VIPs filled up a hole. The host applauds. "Great," he says loudly. "You guys came at the same time. That's 2 points for each. And also a point to our black beauty, Kayode. He broke another condom. That's 1 point for him." The VIPs who have cum, lift their bottoms , with their cocks still in them, and take a seat outside the circle. You can hear the bottoms groan a little as they sit down again because the cocks are thrusting deep back into them. They keep riding their VIPs softly to keep them hard. The empty chairs are removed; the circle gets smaller. Three VIPs, of which one still has a condom, and six dildos. Nine of us. I sit down on a dildo again. "Fuck," I think. "I only have 1 point. I have to earn more points." A little later, another VIP shoots his load in a bottom . Now it's that VIP with that thick pole. He also grabs his bottom and walks out of the circle with his dick still in his ass. The bottom's legs are clamped around his waist. That ass isn't going anywhere, I think to myself. It's so vacuumed that his dick and cum will never slide out. Only two VIPs and eight bottoms . The help puts the chairs together. This way all bottoms can look at each other while riding a cock or dildo. The two tops sit opposite each other. Because of the many chairs with dildos and few tops, I now have to sit on a dildo again. There is also a dildo in the chair next to me, and then another VIP. The VIP with the condom. What turns out... it is the Colombian guy I started with. He briefly looks at me. Another bottom sits on him roughly , trying to break his condom. But... it doesn't break. I watch Kayode, my new friend, so to speak, whom I met at this game, sitting on a VIP. I can see everything clearly. He grabs the chains again that hang down from the ceiling to push himself up and down. He goes wild and so fast. Sweat drips down his beautiful black body. His muscles are clearly visible. His arms, with which he pulls up his own weight and then slams down hard again, are swollen. Veins are clearly visible here; veins in which his strength, horniness, and desire flow . His rasta hair blows wildly up and down. It dances on his head and in front of his face from his shocking movements. I must have these points, he pants to himself. It is a kind of wild African fantasy that I see arranged for me, and I start to pre-cum like crazy. I watch him; I clearly see his jock strap soaked by his own pre-cum, dripping from his jock strap against the chest of the VIP. The VIP notices this too and can't hold it in any longer. He starts to pant heavily. Kayode falls hard on him so that the VIP's cock shoots deep inside his hole. His eyes grow wide, and I see the VIP shake. Another load in an ass...the host calls...while I see his smartwatch light up and points are added. The VIP leaves the circle, together with Kayode, who still has the VIP dick in him and his legs tight around the VIP's hips. One VIP, the rest dildos. But then I hear the host again. We're going to do it differently; a few assistants walk to the dildos, take them off, and sit in chairs themselves . They all have their dicks hard, with a condom wrapped over them and yellow shirts on. All the people who are here now have a condom on, including the one VIP that's left. Only the VIP's condom is wet and shiny from all the asses. "These don't count for points in the game," says the host, "but you probably don't mind this, and it's better than the dildos. And don't worry," says the host. "They all got a pill of Viagra. So even if an assistant squirts, the next one can just sit on him again. Ready? Take a seat." I have an assistant in front of me. A narrow, somewhat smaller dick. I guess he's also about 18 or 19 years old. His head is a bit red. Shy ? "My first time as a top," he says to me. I see one bottom grabbing the dick of an assistant. If they don't count for points...then it probably won't be a problem if I take it off. With one movement , he rolls the condom off the assistant and takes his place . His bare cock shoots up his hole. "Mmmmm," he pants. "Much better this way." The host responds, "That is certainly allowed with the helpers. This shows some appreciation for their good work. But ...once bare , we don't put a new condom on, not even when the music stops." I see a few other bottoms do the same, but not all of them. Only with the VIP is it not allowed to do this. He is still in the game. I look at my helper, also inexperienced and around my age. What the hell. I grab his dick and roll off his condom too. If this is his first time as a top, I want to give him a good experience, like my first bottom experience I had with Mark yesterday. I quickly place myself over him and lower myself. My sphincter is used to taking cock after all these rounds and quickly adjusts. His bare cock is inside me. I grab the chains above me, as I have seen before , and start to pull myself up and then lower myself again. The helper pants it out. "Dammmmm. Dammmmm. This is nice. Fuckkkk your ass; I am in you...ahhhh fuck this is so good. I never knew..." he pants it out. I can see myself in his reaction. Exactly like my reaction with Mark. A world that opens up; literally, something that opens up. My hole. I ride him hard and bare. I let the helper enjoy, from which I can enjoy myself -seeing someone have so much fun from my body, from my ass and hole. I want to give him more and pull myself up faster and faster on the chains, after which I let myself fall down over his bare cock. I see beads of sweat forming around his neck and forehead from pleasure and heat. I want to taste it and bend over. With my tongue, I lick his sweat. It tastes salty, fresh, like a first-time topping. The music keeps playing. I want to give him his first and best experience with my ass. With my sphincter, I start to milk him. I contract it while he is inside me. It has an effect because the assistant reacts. Ohhh, fuckkk. Your ass, it's tight; it contracts over my dick. Fuckkkk . Mmmmm. I push myself hard back onto his lap, and then... panting, soft screaming, groaning. Fuckkkkkkk . Dammmmm ... mmmmm... His cock throbs and slams into my ass. I feel my hole getting wet, warm, sticky... The helper starts to squirt inside me... I look shocked, my eyes wide. My ass stays deep on him. It's like his squirting, awakes me from ecstasy... he... he... squirts my ass full. This unknown helper. What have I done? At the same time, it also awakens a feeling of humility and sluttiness in me. Something I may have always wanted. My ass like a kind of cum dump. The helper stops squirting, his pole still in me. That was... fucking nice, and he kisses me on the mouth. Thanks . The host responds. We have a cummer , but unfortunately, this does not count for the points. But ... this does show appreciation. The music stops again. Slowly, I let his cock slide out of my ass. His cum runs out like a slimy thread and partly falls on the ground. My hole is wet from him, but not all... some stays in me. Forever. I look at the VIP . The bottom comes off and see with joy that the condom has not broken yet. He is very hard, though; his head is red. He is close to coming too. I walk up to him and look deep into his eyes. I see horniness, dominance. I stand over him and lower myself. My ass is still full of cum. I lower myself, and his cock goes into my ass. His condom is extra lubricated with the helper's seed. He quickly thrusts in and grins at me. "I've been waiting for you; I want to come in your ass." I start riding him again, and the VIP starts thrusting along, deep inside me. Deeper than before. I feel him, his fuck drive, his dominance, and I, as his slut. He thrusts hard, and I follow the rhythm. The helper's seed, thrusting deeper and deeper into me with his pole, his seed massaging into me. He seems to want to break the condom because he starts fucking rougher and rougher. I need points, I think to myself, and then start riding harder and harder on his lap. The VIP starts panting harder and harder, sweat on his face and neck, his red shirt getting wet. I grab his shirt and feel his chest, his nipples prickling underneath. I feel and see a nipple piercing through his wet shirt and rub it, but I am not allowed to throw off his shirt to admire it according to the rules. Then, suddenly, he starts panting hard, thrusting, and I feel his pole swell as he starts to squirt. Fuckkkkk . I was waiting for this ass, this nice tight ass, he pants. His pole deep in me, and I remain stiff. I feel every move he makes. Fuck ... fuck, I think; he came in my ass. Another stranger... but a damn hot stranger he is, this Colombian . That's points again, the host calls... this was the last VIP. "Let 's see, stand up, bottom." I look at the host in shock and slowly stand up. Inch by inch, I feel his pole coming out of me, and then, plop. He pops out of my ass. Does he still have the condom on? Did it tear? Did I get the cum deep inside me? I don't know. The host sees it and laughs. "Congratulations !!! That 's 2 points... and a special role at the end of the 3 games." Everyone claps. The VIP looks a bit disappointed; he would have preferred to squirt bare inside me. "All bottoms, please come with me; we're going back to the locker room so the next game can be set up, and you can prepare yourselves."

Fucked a young 20 something white boy. He was on Sniffies with a sexy pic of his backside and legs. Shorter, more beefy than ripped. He looked blond pale and masculine. Chatted him up but he was flaky about meeting me. So I switched to anonymous Sniffles, shot him a pic of my cock, and just flat out asked: Me:"Hey." Him:" nice cock" Me: " your ass hungry?" Him:"yes it is" Me: "I'd fuck your ass now" Him: "yes please" Me: "Good. I can cum over. Where are you at?" He sent his address. Me:" 20mins. Ill head over now. This anon or what?" Hed never sent a face pic this time. Him:" Message when you park. Anon. you want me ass up, or?" I knew he must be a piggy so I asked him: Me: "wait bare ass up when I walk in. You take a load?" Him: "fuck yes. I took 2 loads" Me: "good boy. I got a fat load to add. " I drove over thinking about the 2 other guys who'd driven over to fuck him. His firm bare ass was up when I walked in to his apartment. Between his crack hung big hairy balls. There was blond peach fuzz hair on his cheeks. I grabbed one cheek and jiggled. His ass was incredibly firm and thick. He jiggled his ass and pulled open his cheeks. His pink pucker looked like it has been stretched open by the previous 2 fuckers. So hot ... Like a show. I didn't see his face but saw the backside of his glasses. His room was geeky, which rubix cube, and anime. That turned me on to know I'd fuck this geeky 20 something. I spent a lot of time rimming his thick and firm ass and tonguing and sucking on his hole. He moaned and whimperes from the rimjob. His dick was thick and I jacked it some while my tongue was flicking at his fuck hole. It was a quick fuck. I shoved my raw dick in and his hole opened up and wrapped its warmth around my shaft. His sphincter knew how to clamp down on cock. I had to keep pulling my bare cock out of his fuck hole to stop myself from prematurely ejaculating. In the end I mounted his ass in squatting doggie style. Asked if he wanted my load up in his ass. He emphatically said yes, so I let load drop. He was moaning even after I pulled out so he must have liked the feeling of my seed in his hole. I told him thank you, pulled my pants back on, and spanked his thick ass one more time on the way out.

Intro Welcome to Suburbia! I’m Alec, an early 30s guy living with my husband, Carl, in the sprawl of Eastern Virginia. Its one of those places where the property prices are expensive but without a cool and groovy city vibe. So minimal chances of random hookups with hot gays!! The majority of our neighbors are hetero, married and keep themselves to themselves. As for me, I’m coming to the end of an intensive few years of studying for a business degree as well as working full time. Its been tough, especially with a lack of time for the things I want to do. I love my husband very much but I also want to get some excitement back in to my life. As long as I can remember I’ve done what been expected of me… study hard, work hard, save hard… making the “right” choices. I’m kinda done with all that now. I want to explore my sexuality, be a bit reckless and just live my live for me and not what others expect of me. I’ve never cheated on my husband but I crave the feeling of kissing another guy, dropping to my knees and getting them hard in my mouth before letting them fuck me. My husband and I celebrated Independence Day at home. Just a chilled one as he has a business trip coming up so most of the day was laundry and chores. He was showering as I took some shirts upstairs to help with his packing. His case was open and next to it was a washbag I’ve never seen before. Curiously I opened it to reveal a new bottle of poppers, a cockring, lube, several jockstraps and a half used bottle of PREP. I just froze. He’s planning to cheat on me on his trip and has probably been cheating on me for as long as we’ve been married. I had to get out so I grabbed my running stuff and left to clear my head, spurred on by a mixture of rage, jealousy, anger and…. Horniness

This is a true story and takes place back in 2013. I was a horny 20yo just getting started fucking guys and up to this point, I always fucked safe but I'd always had this primal urge pump my load inside a tight hole. I had just gotten back from vacationing in Dominican and hadn't cum in 5 days and was super horned up. I posted an ad on craigslist and within a few hours this older indian daddy hit me up. He was double my age, 5'9" slim/avg build. didn't care for many details aside from "do you fuck??". We chatted a bit more and eventually made plans to meet later that afternoon, I knew I was gonna breed this slut. I rolled up to his apartment around 3PM, punched in the buzzer code and was on my way up to the 12th floor. As I approached his door, the lock clicked and door slowly squeaked open; he had been watching me through the peephole. He stared at me for a good 10 seconds before finally uttering "Sorry, you're so young!". I figured he was just nervous, chuckled and told him it was cool and proceeded inside. Turns out, he had a huge fetish for silky basketball shorts and immediately dropped to his knees and sucking my cock through my shorts. He led me to the bedroom, pulled my shorts down started teasing the tip of my cock. He then worked his way up, pulled up my shirt and started sucking my nipples, my cock stiffened rock hard and started leaking. Without warning, he suddenly engulfed my cock in his warm wet mouth and swallowed every drop of precum that came out. We then proceed to bedside table (and to my dismay) he pulls out a condom and lube. While he was lubing up his hole, I put a few shots of lube in the condom before rolling onto my cock. He laid on his back and I slowly slid inside his hole. I start pounding him and he started moaning like a bitch in heat, but I couldn't feel a thing through that condom. I pulled my cock out and because of the lube inside, it began to slide off. I repeated this a few more times until the condom was barely on the tip of my cock. I positioned my cock carefully and with one final push, fucked the empty condom into his hole. I could now feel his warm wet hole wrapped around my raw cock and wasted no time in pounding him like the bitch he was. I started getting close after a few minutes and with one final push, I buried my cock deep inside as I exploded 5 days worth of cum inside him. During this time his moaning intensified and he started screaming "Oh my god, it so hot". I pull out and innocently ask "Oh no, where is the condom?", but he didn't seem to care. Instead he was like "Woww you cum so much! Im pregnant now" . Suffice to say, we never used condoms again on our future sessions

Every time I can, I go to Toronto Pride. Used to, I would just sleep at the bathhouse (as well as explore my desires). More recently, I spring for a hotel or stay with friends and go to the baths to do a few of my favorite things and explore new (banned word). This year I was exhausted with very tired leg muscles (like I had been doing squats) This was to-date the longest Motorcycle Ride I had ever undertaken. Though I was on a three wheel Can Am Spyder RT, it is still more of a workout than driving a car. My record with an M2 motorcycle is Virginia to the countryside near Rochester NY. So I went into Pride weekend with aching muscles and a sore ass. The necessity of a hotel means my electronics were safe and the Bike was safe though Toronto is a very safe area compared to most US urban areas. I skipped Steamworks and went to Spa Excess. They have a bar in the Bathouse, and I stopped for some alcohol lubrication for one hole and some anal lube for the other hole. The prices for a tall cider and a bottle of lube was $19.50 Cad which was quite a deal. (FYI, that bathhouse allows for in and out if you rent a room and are from out of town). Anyway, a dollop of lube was enough for initial rectal receptive entry in the Maze, and after that guy shot his load up my ass no further lube was necessary. I received 6 loads from big to small, young to old in my pig hole and shot two up some twink holes. I had noticed a few additions in the maze that reminded my of the Czech Fantasy World Gloryholes so next time I will try them out. I also went by the locations of infamous bathhouse raids and some real rough trade locations such as the old Barn and Stables which now has a different side painting.

Ok Guys, been lots of you saying you like to lick and suck a cock ass-to-mouth that has just fucked you bareback. However, who loves ATM on a cock that has just fucked another guy’s ass bareback? That opportunity presents itself quite often at a bathhouse (speaking from experience …lol). The dark room and sling room are prime locations for engaging in this tasty activity… Oh, and directly from a cum-loaded ass….. Yum.

Part 10 There I am , standing in the locker room , with my jockstrap on. I loaded up my hole, scored 3 points, and received a special prize that has not been explained yet. I'm standing next to my fellow bottoms , waiting for a second game. Some are celebrating their scores, some have no points at all, and some, like me, are still a bit overwhelmed... This feels damn good, right? My black friend Kayode starts to chat with me. I love to pleasure my guys and work for some cream. It is in my name, my parents gave me; he laughs . Congratulations on your points and your special prize. I bet the hotel has something really good in mind for that. I nod, not really knowing where this will lead. Sweat is still dripping from our bodies. I take a towel to wipe myself off, including my butt. I can smell his cum on the towel. A helper comes in and has some drinks with him. Here you go, you all get a drink until the room is prepped for the next game. I'm not really thirsty, but I take a sip. In the corner, there is a digital scoreboard. We can see the scores from the other building too. I am the only one who got a special prize. Whatever, I think…. it has to be something good, if I’m the only one getting this price. What can go wrong now? We stay for another 20 minutes in the locker room when the host walks in. "Okay, guys, the rooms are ready." This game is called "Memory." The game will be played in pairs. Other hotel guests (tops) joined the game, so there are more tops now. The VIP players don't participate; they had their fun. I'll explain the game to you. This game will take place in two rooms: the main room you just were in and a small room on the opposite side of the room's entrance. In the small room, there is a chair with a dildo on it. One of you has to take a seat. When he takes the seat, it will show a color on the screen with an order to suck or fuck. The other guy has to enter the big room. There are 15 glory holes; pick one and follow the order: fuck or suck it. If you take the matched hole with the color, a ball drops in the small room. Only in the small room you can see if you took the correct glory hole. So, run up and down… and be fast… Remember the colors of the matched holes. You can switch places any time you like, as long as someone is on the dildo and one is running up and down to the glory holes. Watch out for the dildo... it is loaded. Each time your teammate takes the wrong hole, the dildo will pulse. Sometimes, it shoots. It shoots a cum load that's collected in the box under the chair. The cum load is a mix from multiple men, just so you know. Your game will take a maximum of 15 minutes. If it takes you longer, you will lose the game, and you get no points. The team that has the fastest time gets 6 points; we have 6 teams, so each team behind that will get 1 point less. The VIPs from round one have matched you guys. Now watch the screen... As I watch the screen, I see matches being made. To my disbelief, I'm matched with my new friend, Kayode. Damn, perfect. He is fit as hell, so we should be fast in running to the other room. We are team 2. Team 1 is taken by the host, so we stay behind. We can't watch them, so we have no info on how fast or the points they make. I grab another drink while waiting. I don't have to wait long, though. The host comes back with team 1. They smile but do not say anything. Team 2... are you ready? I nod, put my glass down, and start to walk to the host. I follow him to another small room. In the middle, there is a chair with a big red dildo in it. Under the chair, there is a black box with a sign on it that says "Cumbox." It leaves no imagination about what's inside . On the wall, there is a screen. It has a live camera stream to the other room. A wall of glory holes and cocks hanging through it. All different forms , shapes, colors . Some are cut, and some are uncut. Next to the screen, there is a screen that says "color." It is not turned on yet. I guess this will only turn on when one of us takes a seat on the big red dildo. Under both screens, there is a ball machine connected to the screens. I guess those are the balls that drop if we score. The game will start in two minutes. So, decide who will start on the dildo and who will run up and down the room. The one on the dildo should pay attention to the screen and try to remember. You will see the colors of the glory holes that the bottom uses. If you remember them quickly and correctly , you can save time. The host now walks away and leaves the room. So, okay. Uhhhh. Who will take the place on that dildo and who will run? I say to Kayode . "You run," he tells me, "I'll take place on it. If I think I know where a color is, we switch places, but fast. It will be like you pound yourself on it, so the other one can run." "Okay, let's do that," I tell him while Kayode is getting his ass over the big red dildo. I can clearly see a hole in the middle of it, where the cum might spray if we choose the wrong glory hole. I see a countdown on both screens. "10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...start." A pink color starts to glow with the sign of "fuck." As quickly as I can, I run out of the room and enter the room on the other side, the big main room again. I can smell the scent of cock and sex. The dimmed light allows me to see just enough in the room. I can see 15 glory holes with cocks hanging through them. Shit... I think. This is a sort of lottery. I don't know anything, so I just have to plunge myself on those cocks, hoping to get a right color. I'll start with the first glory hole. It's a thin cock, but long, hard, and hanging a bit to the right side. I turn myself around and set my ass against it. I plunge myself onto it. Damn. Mmmm. This cock fills my hole up good. It goes deep and stretches me. I stand there, trying to get used to it. But nothing happens. Oh fuck, I needed to check in the other room if this was the right one. I pull myself off that cock , and I can hear a plopping sound. I run back to the small room where Kayode is still sitting on the dildo. The dildo is pulsing. "Wrong one... wrong one, this one is green," he yells. "Go back, go back." I run back down into the bigger room. I grab the second cock, a big thick one, uncut and hanging a bit down. I plunge myself onto it again. Ohhhffff this stretches . I plunge myself to the base and can feel the cold glory hole smashing against my ass. I pull back fast again and run back to the small room. Kayode is still sitting on it. "Wrong... fuck," he moans. The dildo is pulsing again. "This is light blue... run back, Jake... just do all 15 and get back here." So I see all the lights... I'll try to remember... I run back into the big room. Okay, I think. All cocks and all lights, we have to win this. So I grab cock 3 and plunge myself back onto it. I'll leave it deep in me for a few seconds and then pull it out again. Then cock 4. Damn, that one is huge... it's a big black cock, cut, hard, and a bit to the left. This has to be at least 22cm. So I set my ass against it and then push... fuckkkkk. It fills me up; this black cock stretches my hole, through my second hole and beyond. Tears form in my eyes . My hole burns, and I can feel my insides gripping it tight . Damn, fuck. He is huge. I can feel my hole rip a bit. I stay put. I keep it in me for a few seconds and then pull out again. Fuckkk, now I feel empty. His cock glistens in the dim light, from my hole juices. I don't have the time to think and grab cock 5 and just push my hole real fast onto it. It shoots up my hole, but it is no way as deep as that big black cock. I can feel the tip thrust a bit, up my hole. Yummmm. But as fast as I plunged my hole over this cock, I pull it out again. Next cock, and I run over to cock number 6. I do this with all 15 glory holes. My hole is stretched , a bit ripped, wet with fluids and maybe some pre-cum, and I run back to Kayode . When I enter the room, I can hear him moan; the dildo is pulsing in his hole. But not only pulsing; it shoots a load up his hole... I can see cum dripping out of his hole. "Fuck fuck," he moans... this is huge... fuck, these are big loads. I can feel it deep. Kayode's eyes are huge while the dildo keeps shooting loads up his hole. It is almost like there is no end coming to it. Cum keeps dripping out of his hole, dripping on the floor. In the meantime, I see that one ball has dropped under the screen. 1 of 5. I can hear Kayode getting quieter. It's done, it's done. He whispers, trying to catch his breath. The dildo stopped pulsing and shooting. Fuckkkk. All these loads in his hole. Did I pick the right spot to run to the glory holes? But I just plunged my hole into 15 strangers' cocks. "Switch, switch," I hear Kayode . While a gray collar appears on the screen with the sign to suck. I know where this one is. He stands up and runs out of the room. Now I have to take my place on the dildo. I can see cum running down the dildo, mixed with his ass juices. What shall I do? But I don't really have a choice. So before my mind really knows what is happening, I take my place on the wet, juicy dildo. A mix of cum and kayodes ass, enters me. Im getting a part of kayoed in me, together whit cum from strangers. I can feel it enter me deep, and the screen turns on again. I can see Kayode running into the room, picking a cock and starting to suck it. A ball drops down, and the dildo stays quiet. He picked the right one. A new color starts to burn, green. I know where to find this one. This is the first glory hole. The sign of sucking appears again. Kayode runs into the room, and I jump off the dildo. I'll get this one. I run out of the room and see Kayode taking his place back on the dildo, just before I run out of the chamber. I take the first glory hole and suck that cock deep into my throat. I can taste my own hole still on it, but my mind just screams, I have it, another point. I run back to Kayode, and we switch places again. He is not sure about this one, but it has to be one of the last 5 glory holes. I put my hole on that dildo again while the screen comes on again. 3 points, still 2 to go. I can see Kayode pushing his ass against one of the cocks and then... the dildo starts to move. It starts pulsing into my hole with some big, hard thrusts. Wrong one... Kayode runs back and sees me moaning on the dildo. He does not ask but just runs back. I see him on the screen while he just pushes his hole on all 4 cocks. The dildo pulses hard into me and then... I feel it. I feel it shooting up my hole. Too many attempts, so it fills my hole with a mix of cum. I moan, tears running down my eyes, I scream ... fuckkkk dammmmm.... I'm getting filled up, deep. The dildo shoots with huge power, load after load deep inside my hole. It is not soft at all; the dildo really thrusts hard and a lot, so I can feel it in me. Fuckkk my hole.... my hole is getting bred. Meanwhile, Kayode came back into the room and is watching the screen while I am moaning on the dildo. He sees the other color and runs back into the room. I missed it, too busy with the pulsing and shooting dildo in my hole. Just as the dildo calms down, I see Kayode taking the last cock, and the last ball drops down. The time stops at 9:26 minutes . Kayode walks slowly back into the room . We did it, he smiles, while I am still sitting on the dildo. the dildo stopped pulsing and shooting. But it did shoot against and beyond my second hole. I feel like I am cum marked, there is no way I can get all of that out, and do I even want that? It feels like it is were it belongs. It makes me feel filled. The host walks in. Good job, guys. We have noted your times. Now the other teams play, and we set the scores. Follow me please to the locker rooms. He watches me... you can come off that dildo now... I'm still sitting down on it. Fuck, he's right. I could have already gotten off it. I stand up. I feel the dildo dropping out of my hole. It feels slippery. My hole closes when the tip of the dildo comes out, but still... I can feel some wet cum spots slipping out too, dripping on the floor. You can wipe your ass off in the locker room, the host smiles. Come on... start walking...

Bout 15 minutes ago. FB. Still 4-5 times a week after 5 years. He wanted to breed yesterday, but i was gone all day, so the last time was day before yesterday. He did something different the other day. Usually start with me sucking him, then he likes to suck me on his knees, me standing. Then he gets on the bed so i can suck him some more. But this time, he got on the bed ass up, so i rimmed and fucked him. i never cum in him, but he has gotten to where he really loves to be rimmed and fucked... so i do, cause he obviously loves it. Always ends with me getting bred though, which is probably why i'm able to compromise and fuck him. Today he wanted to video me fucking him, said he needed something to watch when i'm not available. For some reason, i didn't get hard though? i've found taking a Viagra works to get me hard, not sure why it;s like that because i still get rock hard whenever a Guy even just talks about wanting to fuck and breed me, so i know it's all in my head. But, for some reason, the viagra usually works. He was totally cool about it and just went straight to breeding me. He's a decided muscle Boy, and fucks like a full on Bull. He's a silent cummer, but i've gotten to the place where i can feel His seed going into me, which is really awesome. Gotta put up some window trim on the house now 🙂

I love it and experienced it recently. Two fuckbuds came over. Watched as one guy fucked another. He shot his load in the bottoms ass and I immediately cleaned his dick when he slid out tasting cum and ass juices. I then slid my cock in the hole and fucked him.

"Damn, that's cold," I muttered to myself, the last of the lukewarm water from the showerhead trickling down my body as I stepped out onto the slightly sticky motel floor. I'd chosen the cheapest room available, a decision that seemed smarter in theory than in practice. The bathroom light flickered as I toweled off, the dull buzz of a neon sign outside casting a sickly glow through the frosted glass window. The chill in the air made my skin pebble with goosebumps as I padded over to the sink, the cheap, thin fabric of the towel doing little to shield me from the cold. My heart raced as I caught a glimpse of the plastic chastity cage and the blindfold laid out neatly on the stained counter. The anticipation had been building for weeks, ever since I first stumbled upon the online forum that had introduced me to the world of blindfolded bareback encounters. It was a world of anonymity and raw, unbridled lust that I hadn't known existed. And now, it was going to be my world for the next few hours. Taking a deep breath, I picked up the chastity cage, feeling the cool plastic in my trembling hands. The room was eerily silent, save for the distant murmur of traffic and the occasional car door slamming shut. My eyes met my own reflection in the mirror, my pupils dilated with a mix of excitement and trepidation. Carefully, I positioned the device around my genitals, feeling the coldness of the plastic against my skin. The instructions were simple: align the cage, and snap it shut. But the reality was a bit more... intimate than I had imagined. My cock, already semi-erect from the anticipation, protested slightly as I pushed it down into the small opening. The plastic cage was snug, almost too snug, but it was designed to keep me in a perpetual state of arousal without release. I felt the cage enclose my balls, and then the base of my shaft, leaving just enough room for them to hang free. The lock clicked into place with a finality that sent a thrill up my spine. It was done. I was now ready to be a blindfolded cumdump, my fate sealed for the evening. Checking the time, I realized it was only late afternoon, with hours to go before the real fun began. I'd placed the ads just an hour ago, and already my phone buzzed with messages. The screen lit up with eager responses from anonymous men, all eager to take advantage of my offer. The words "anon cumdump ready to be used" and "waiting on all fours to be filled with cum" had done their job, attracting those who shared my peculiar craving for this kind of encounter. I skimmed through the messages, my heart racing with excitement and a hint of fear. Each one was more graphic and demanding than the last, leaving me feeling both vulnerable and incredibly turned on. The first few to respond were those looking to drop by just after work, eager to release their pent-up frustrations before heading home to their unsuspecting wives and girlfriends. Their messages were filled with crude language and explicit details, painting a vivid picture of what they had planned for me. I felt a mix of excitement and dread, knowing that I'd be at the mercy of these strangers all night long. Then, a familiar name popped up on my screen: "DominantDaddy69." It was him, the man from the online forum who had encouraged me to take this step. His messages were different, a blend of reassurance and dark allure that had first piqued my interest in this lifestyle. He had asked last week if he could be the first to use me as an anon cumdump. I had agreed, feeling a strange thrill at the thought of being claimed by someone with such experience. His instructions had been clear: no lubricant for my ass, as he liked it dry and tight, claiming it would only enhance the sensation for both of us. I had complied, his words echoing in my mind as I laid the towel aside and bent over the bed. The mattress dipped slightly, and I could feel the coolness of the sheets against my bare skin. The plastic cage pressed into my body, a constant reminder of what was to come. My phone vibrated again with a new message from DominantDaddy69: "Room number slut. I'll be there in 5. Make sure you're ready for me." My stomach flipped with a mix of excitement and anxiety. The reality of what I was about to do was sinking in, but I was too far gone to turn back. I sent him the room number, my hands shaking as I typed. Moving quickly, I placed the towel at the base of the door to keep it from shutting completely. It was a simple yet effective way to signal that I was ready for the onslaught of anonymous men I had invited into my motel room. I padded back over to the bed, the floor sticking slightly to my wet feet, and positioned myself on all fours, my ass in the air. The chastity cage pressed into my pelvis, the plastic cold against my skin. With trembling hands, I picked up the blindfold and secured it over my eyes, plunging the room into darkness. The faint smell of leather filled my nostrils, and the fabric felt surprisingly soft against my skin. I took a deep breath and squeezed the small bottle of poppers, feeling the rush of chemical warmth in my nose and chest. The room spun slightly, and I waited, my heart pounding in my ears. The sound of footsteps grew louder outside, each step a staccato beat that matched the rhythm of my racing pulse. The door handle jiggled, and the door creaked open. The scent of cologne and the coolness of the evening air washed over me as the figure entered the room. I could hear the rustle of clothing and the soft thud of a bag being set down. The tension was palpable, like a live wire coiled tightly in the space between us. "Hello, slut," a deep, unfamiliar voice rumbled, sending a shiver down my spine. It was him, DominantDaddy69. I could feel his presence, the way the air thickened with his dominance as he circled the bed. His footsteps were deliberate, measured, like a predator sizing up its prey. My skin tingled as his hand brushed against my ass, his touch firm and possessive. I quivered in anticipation, the poppers adding a thrilling edge to my senses. His finger probed my hole briefly, a gentle yet insistent intrusion that made me gasp. "Good, you followed my instructions. I like it nice and tight," he murmured, his breath hot against my skin. The words sent a wave of wetness between my legs, the chastity cage doing little to contain my growing arousal. The plastic felt slick with pre-cum as it pressed against my prostate, a constant reminder of my newfound role. DominantDaddy69 moved around the bed to my head, the mattress dipping with his weight as he settled beside me. The scent of his body washed over me, a heady mix of sweat, precum, and a faint hint of dried piss. It was intoxicating, a potent aroma that spoke of raw masculinity and power. His hand reached out again, his calloused fingers tracing the outline of my chastity cage with a smirk. "Look at you, all locked up and ready to serve. You really do look like the cheap cumdump I knew you'd make," he said, his voice thick with amusement. With a firm grip, he guided his semi-hard cock to my mouth. The scent of his arousal was overwhelming, filling my nostrils and making my mouth water. Without hesitation, I parted my lips and took him in, the taste of his precum coating my tongue. He groaned in approval, the sound sending a jolt of electricity straight to my caged cock. The plastic was slick with my own juices now, my body betraying my excitement despite my nerves. His girth was surprising, and I struggled to take him all in without gagging, but the poppers made everything feel so much more intense. Each time his cock hit the back of my throat, I felt a rush of pleasure-pain that only served to make me more eager for what was to come. As I worked his shaft with my mouth, his hand wrapped around the back of my head, pulling me closer, controlling the rhythm. His hips began to buck, and I could feel him growing harder with each stroke. The head of his cock brushed against the back of my throat, and I could sense his excitement building. I moaned around him, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through my body, and he responded with a grunt of approval. His fingers tightened in my hair, guiding me faster, his breath coming in short, sharp bursts. The room was filled with the sound of wet, sloppy sucking noises and the occasional slap of skin on skin. Finally, he pulled away, his cock slick with saliva. "You're eager, aren't you?" he chuckled. "But we're not there yet." He stood up, his footsteps heavy on the sticky motel floor. I waited, blindfolded and exposed, my heart racing with excitement and nerves. The bed dipped as he climbed on behind me, his weight pressing me down into the mattress. I took two good sniffs of poppers, the rush of warmth and euphoria washing over me. The world grew hazy around the edges, my senses heightened to a fever pitch. I felt the head of his cock press against my tight, unprepared hole. The coldness of the plastic chastity cage was a stark contrast to the heat of his shaft, and I tensed up involuntarily. "Breathe, slut," he instructed, his voice a low growl. "Relax and let me in. This is what you wanted." His words echoed in my mind, and I forced myself to comply. I took a deep breath, and as I exhaled, I felt the tip of his cock breach my ass. The sensation was intense, a sharp pain that was immediately followed by a rush of pleasure that made me moan. DominantDaddy69 didn't relent, pushing in further and further until I could feel the base of his cock against my skin. The burn was incredible, a mix of pain and pleasure that I had never experienced before. His cock was thick and unyielding, stretching me wide open with every inch. The sound of our skin slapping together filled the room, a primal beat that matched the racing of my heart. His grip on my hips was like iron, holding me in place as he claimed me fully. "Fuck," I whimpered into the pillow, my body adjusting to the intrusion. His response was a deep, satisfied groan, his breath hot on my neck as he leaned in closer. "You like that, don't you?" he whispered, his voice low and menacing. "You're so tight, so dry. Just like I knew you'd be." The words sent a shiver down my spine, the reality of the situation setting in. I had fantasized about this, dreamt about it, but the actuality was so much more intense, so much more... real. He pulled the pillow from under my face and tossed it aside. "Take another hit," he ordered, his hand guiding the bottle of poppers to my nose. The cold plastic was a shock against my skin, but the fumes were warm and inviting. I inhaled deeply, the chemical rush sending a tingle through my body that seemed to ease the discomfort of his rough entry. "Good slut," he murmured, his voice a dark caress in the silence of the room. The mattress squeaked in protest as DominantDaddy69 began to thrust, his cock moving in and out of me with a brutal rhythm. I could feel every inch of him, the dryness of my unprepared hole providing a sharp contrast to the slickness of his shaft. "Are you ready to become the cumdump you're meant to be?" he asked, his voice a low growl that resonated deep within me. The question hung in the air, thick with anticipation. Without waiting for an answer, he pulled out completely, leaving me feeling empty and exposed. For a moment, there was only the sound of our ragged breathing and the distant hum of the motel's air conditioner. Then, with a deliberate slowness that made me squirm, he pushed back in, stretching me open again. I could feel every ridge and vein, every pulse of his cock as it filled me up. The pain was exquisite, a fine line between agony and ecstasy that I never knew existed. It was all I could do to moan into the pillow, my voice muffled and desperate. He chuckled, a sound that was more predatory than amused. "You're going to beg for it, aren't you?" His hand came down hard on my ass, the slap echoing in the room. "Beg for my cum, slut," he demanded, his voice thick with desire. The sting of his hand sent a jolt through my body, straight to my cock, trapped and desperate in the plastic cage. I felt the beginnings of a protest bubbling up in my throat, but the poppers had other plans for me. The warmth spread through me, turning the pain into something else, something dark and needy. "Yes, sir," I gasped out, my voice hoarse from the abuse. "Please, fill me with your seed." It was all I could do to keep the desperation from overwhelming me. The words came out in a breathy moan, a plea that seemed to fuel his lust even more. His pace grew more frenzied, his hips slapping against me with a wet, meaty sound that filled the room. The burn in my ass grew, a fiery sensation that washed away all other thoughts. The only thing that existed was the cock inside me and the need to be filled with his cum. His grunts grew louder, more animalistic, as he approached his climax. I could feel his cock thicken, swelling to the point where it seemed impossible to fit. His grip on my hips tightened, his nails digging into my skin. The pain was delicious, a stark reminder of my submission to his will. "I'm going to fill you with my special cum," he growled, his voice a harsh rasp that sent shivers down my spine. "You're going to take it all, like the good little cumdump you are." The words were a command, a promise that I had no intention of denying him. With one final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep within me, his cock pulsing as he released his load. The sensation was indescribable, his warm seed filling me up, the pressure intense and overwhelming. He roared, his voice a primal sound of triumph, as he emptied himself into me. I moaned, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through my body. The plastic cage was slick with pre-cum, a constant reminder of my inability to reciprocate, of the power dynamics at play. His hot breath washed over me, his chest heaving with the effort of his release. As the last of his cum spurted inside me, he stilled, his cock still buried deep. For a moment, we were one, connected by the act of his claiming me. The air was thick with the scent of sex and sweat, a potent reminder of my new role. Slowly, he began to pull out, the feeling of emptiness making me whimper. He wasn't done yet, though. He allowed his half-hard cock to rest against my still-throbbing hole, the plastic of the chastity cage pressing into my swollen balls. "And that's how you break in a new cumdump," he said, his voice filled with a sadistic glee that made me shiver. The realization that he had recorded this, that my first moments of submission were captured on film, hit me like a slap in the face. I tensed up, the panic rising in my chest like a storm. "Don't worry, slut," he chuckled, his hand resting on my ass. "This is just the beginning. And I'm going to make sure everyone sees how much you love it." His words were a knife twisting in my gut, but the poppers had my body humming with a strange mix of fear and arousal. "You're going to be famous," he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. "Men will watch you for years to come, jerking off to the sight of your tight little ass being destroyed. They'll see how eager you are, how much you crave the feel of anonymous cocks filling you up." As I lay there, trembling, I felt his hand leave my ass, the cold plastic of the chastity cage pressing into my skin as I tried to stand. But before I could even get to my knees, his hand pushed me back down, firm and unyielding. "No, no, slut," he said, his tone mocking. "You're not going anywhere." I heard the sound of his zipper and the rustle of fabric as he started to dress. The smell of our encounter still lingered in the room, a heady mix of sweat, sex, and the faint metallic tang of his cum. I felt something cool and wet on my back and ass, and I realized he was writing something. I tensed up, trying to guess what it might be, but the poppers had my mind floating in a sea of sensation, unable to fully focus on the reality of the situation. "Remember, slut, you're here for them, not me," he murmured, his voice a dark promise. "But I'll be back to check on you, make sure you're keeping those holes of yours open and ready for use." With that, he smirked, the sound of his zipper echoing through the room like a taunt. The door creaked open, and a cold breeze swept in, carrying with it the scent of the city outside. He was leaving, and I was left there, bound by my own desires and his instructions. My legs felt like jelly as I tried to stand, the sticky wetness of his cum trickling down my thighs. I managed to get to my knees, the plastic cage digging painfully into my swollen cock. The poppers had worn off enough that the reality of the situation began to crash down around me. I had never felt so exposed, so vulnerable. Yet, there was a part of me that reveled in the sensation, a dark thrill that seemed to pulse in time with the ache in my ass. With trembling hands, I reached behind me and felt the words written on my back in cold, sticky cum. "Cumdump" was scrawled in large, sloppy letters across my shoulder blades, and on my right asscheek was a smaller line, a tally mark of his claim. The coldness of the sticky mess against my skin made me shiver, and I knew what the next few hours would bring. More men, more anonymous cocks eager to use me as their personal cum receptacle.

I preferred to keep those loads up inside me, so they were either fully absorbed into my cunt while I slept or punchfucked too deep in there by the next guy. Either way none of the seed was wasted 🥵

When I was a virgin, I allowed nothing on my ass. I was determined that the first thing to enter it, would be cock. Now that that requirement has been met, he got me a plug. He told me to start using it a couple days before he set up the first gangbang. I was thankful for that. It allowed me to get good and properly fucked.

Prefer naked to maximize skin on skin sensation with the dude I’m fucking. The only time I’m still semi clothed is when I meet out on the jogging trail and pull down my shorts to expose my fuckhole for a dude to breed me. I’ll still have my trainers on, sometimes I’ll wear my jockstrap.

This roulette game sounds fun and I would happily play. The question, "Did Jake get a poz load during the game?" remains unanswered due to the helper's unknown status (since the helper disclosed that he had never topped, we can reasonably assume that he is a bottom and a well-experienced one given the hotel's event, so putting together this info, it's a good chance that Jake received another poz load.), but we know that Jake enjoys cocks in his ass and has even thought that he could be a cumdump. Jake is slowly dismissing the standards he once held for sex. His body is telling him the pleasure is too much to disregard. (His fear of STIs is disappearing, and his want/need for pleasure and sexual satisfaction is growing.) What's next for Jake? Only time and the next chapter(s) know...Looking forward to it!

While there are several production companies which make outstanding videos, Pigs at the Hoist is my favorite. [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/pigs-at-the-hoist-xhTFJ1n

@sluttony - assuming the devices themselves aren’t compromised, the only way I know for governments to break the encryption is to run a proxy firewall like China does. This site will break and be nonfunctional if it encounters that scenario as some users have reported when trying to hit the site from inside a corporate firewall. And VPNs get around proxy firewalls. Which then means the government has to ban VPN apps and block the IPs when it identifies them. I’m headed to China in the next few months and there’s a lot of discussion among tourists as to which VPNs work and making sure they’re installed before landing in the country. There’s also eSIM cards that somehow get around the firewall, but I’m suspicious of them. I feel like the Chinese government may be giving tourists a rope and letting them hang themselves with it.

I have been bred many times by men with piercings. I like the feeling. As a loose bottom it feels great to have metal sliding inside of me. Unfortunately not many men are getting it done anymore.

The harsh neon lights of the motel sign outside cast an eerie glow through the thin curtains, painting the dingy room in a sickly pink hue. The stale scent of cheap cigarette smoke lingered in the air, a grim reminder of past transgressions. I took a deep, shuddering breath, my chest heaving as I leaned against the cold, hard bedpost. My heart thudded against my ribcage, echoing through the silent room like a drum in a muffled chamber. The sound of the door clicking shut still resonated in my ears as I felt the sticky wetness of the stranger's seed trickling down my inner thighs. The plastic chastity cage around my cock felt like a cruel mockery, a constant reminder that this wasn't about my pleasure. It was about the service I had signed up for. My ass throbbed with a mix of pain and pleasure, the raw ache from being fucked so fiercely by DominantDaddy69's thick, unyielding cock. Each pulse was a stark reminder of his claim on my body tonight. My phone buzzed again, jolting me out of my thoughts. The screen was a flurry of messages, a cacophony of horny demands and last-minute cancellations. Most men were too chickenshit to follow through on their promises to use me like a cumdump. But as I scanned through the notifications, two stood out: "CummingNow" and "ReadyToBreed". My stomach fluttered with anticipation. Two more. I could handle two more. SUMMARY^1: The narrator is in a grimy motel room with the scent of stale smoke, feeling the aftermath of a raw, anonymous encounter with DominantDaddy69. The room's neon lighting emphasizes the bleakness as they anticipate two more partners, identifiable by their screen names "CummingNow" and "ReadyToBreed," who have confirmed their intent to continue the night of anonymous, bareback use. With trembling hands, I sent them my room number, feeling the weight of the plastic cage around my cock as I typed. It was a constant reminder that tonight wasn't about my desires, but rather the satisfaction of these anonymous men. My heart raced as I laid back on the bed, the stiff mattress groaning under my weight. The cheap, scratchy comforter did little to comfort me as I waited, my mind racing with images of what was to come. I picked up the blindfold from the nightstand, feeling the soft fabric against my fingertips. It smelled faintly of the previous user, and I shivered, knowing I would soon be in the same vulnerable position. The bottle of poppers was cool to the touch, and I took a deep sniff, the sharp, chemical smell making my head spin and my inhibitions dissolve even further. With a deep breath, I positioned myself on all fours, my ass pushed high in the air, a silent invitation to the next man who would dare to claim me. The anticipation was almost unbearable, my body tingling with the need for more. I heard the muffled sound of the door handle turning, and my heart skipped a beat. The door swung open, and the cool night air brushed against my flushed skin. I could hear the rustle of clothes as he stepped into the room, and the faint scent of his cologne filled my nostrils. The anticipation grew with each passing second, my pulse pounding like a drum in my ears. SUMMARY^1: The narrator sends their room number to "CummingNow" and "ReadyToBreed," lying on the bed with the chastity cage digging into their skin. They take a hit of poppers to heighten sensitivity, feeling a mix of fear and excitement. The sound of the door opening signals the arrival of the next anonymous partner, whose cologne fills the room with a sense of impending use. With trembling hands, I uncapped the bottle of poppers and took a deep hit. The sharp, chemical fumes filled my nose and mouth, burning as they hit the back of my throat. My eyes watered, and my vision swam for a moment as the blood rushed from my head to my cock, trapped and straining within the unforgiving confines of the chastity cage. The world took on a new dimension of sensitivity, my ass clenching in response to the sudden influx of blood. Before the dizziness could fully pass, I felt the warm, solid presence of the next man behind me. His heavy breaths fell on my back like a scalding blanket, and the head of his cock pushed against my tender, abused entrance. I bit my lower lip to keep from crying out as he began to apply pressure, my ass still tender from DominantDaddy69's rough treatment. The poppers had done their job, and my hole relaxed slightly, allowing the head to breach the barrier. With a single, powerful thrust, he was inside me, filling me to the brim. I gasped and moaned, the pain mixing with a desperate, yearning pleasure. The chastity cage around my cock was a stark reminder of my role tonight: a vessel for their lust, a silent witness to their desires. The fabric of the blindfold was smooth against my eyes, and I was grateful for the darkness it provided. It allowed me to escape into a world where I wasn't just a cumdump in a cheap motel room, but a being of pure sensation, a conduit for their release. SUMMARY^1: The narrator uses poppers to enhance sensitivity, feeling the burn as the next anonymous man approaches. Despite the pain, they manage to relax enough for entry, and he begins to fuck them. The chastity cage emphasizes their role as a receptacle for his pleasure, and the blindfold offers a mental escape from their reality. He fucked me with a silent ferocity, his hips slapping against my ass in a rhythm as old as time itself. Each thrust sent a jolt of electricity up my spine, making my teeth clench and my toes curl. I could hear the wet, obscene sounds of our bodies colliding, a symphony of carnality that drowned out the distant sounds of the motel's TVs and passing cars. The bed creaked and groaned beneath us, a testament to our unbridled passion. As he reached his peak, his grip on my hips tightened, his nails digging into my skin like the talons of a raptor. The grunts grew louder, more animalistic, filling the air with the promise of his impending release. And then, with a roar that seemed to shake the very foundation of the motel, he came. I felt his hot, thick load fill me up, the warmth of his seed a stark contrast to the coldness of the plastic cage that held my cock captive. Each pulse of his orgasm sent a fresh wave of pain and pleasure through my body, my ass clenching around his cock as if to milk him for every last drop. SUMMARY^1: The narrator is taken by the anonymous man with intense force, their body reacting to the pain and pleasure of each thrust. The man reaches climax with a primal roar, filling the room with the sounds of their union, and the narrator feels the heat of his cum deep inside while the chastity cage remains cold and unyielding. SUMMARY^2: The narrator, a willing cumdump, has a blindfolded, anonymous encounter with DominantDaddy69. They await two more partners, "CummingNow" and "ReadyToBreed." Using poppers for sensitivity, they endure another man's forceful bareback thrusts, the chastity cage a constant reminder of their role. The man reaches orgasm, filling them with his cum. When he finally pulled out, the sound of his cum dripping from my ass was obscenely loud in the quiet room. He didn't bother to wipe himself clean, leaving his seed to mingle with the sweat on my skin. I heard the rustle of his clothes as he dressed, his movements efficient and practiced, as if he'd done this a thousand times before. I bit back a whimper of protest, my body desperate for more, but I knew better than to speak. This was my night of servitude, and my desires were irrelevant. The door clicked shut behind him, and for a brief moment, the only sound was the panting of my own ragged breaths. I remained still, my knees trembling, my ass still open and gaping from the relentless pounding he'd given me. The coldness of the room seemed to seep into me, making me aware of every inch of my exposed, used body. I wanted to move, to clean up, to do anything but lie there, but my instructions were clear. I was not to remove the blindfold or the chastity cage until the last man had left his mark. The anticipation grew once more as the sound of new footsteps approached. This time, they were lighter, quicker, almost eager. My heart skipped a beat as the door handle turned, and the door swung open, admitting a gust of cool air that made me shiver. The scent of cheap cologne was replaced by something cleaner, fresher, and the sound of the TV in the next room grew louder for a moment before the new arrival closed the door, cutting off the outside world once again. SUMMARY^1: After the second man leaves, the narrator is left in a state of post-coital need and vulnerability, surrounded by the evidence of their use. The chastity cage remains in place as they await the next encounter, the silence pierced by the sound of approaching footsteps and the promise of another anonymous conquest. "Hello, slut," a smooth, amused voice greeted me. The words were a caress, a declaration of his intentions, and I couldn't help the moan that slipped from my lips in response. It was a 'yes', a silent affirmation of my role, my purpose for this evening. The newcomer sounded young, maybe in his twenties, his voice filled with a cocky confidence that was as intoxicating as it was terrifying. I heard the rustle of clothes as he undressed, the sound of fabric hitting the floor like a declaration of war. I took a few more sniffs of the poppers, the burn in my nose and the dizziness it brought helping to push away the doubt, the fear. My cock, trapped and ignored, swelled painfully with each breath I took, desperate for any kind of touch. "Good slut," the man said, his footsteps moving closer. "You're going to take it all for me, aren't you?" The scent of his cock hit me before anything else, a heady mix of musk and sweat. It was potent, overwhelming, and my mouth watered involuntarily. He was close, so close, and then the hot, velvety tip was pressing against my lower lip, demanding entrance. I opened my mouth and took him in, my tongue flicking out to taste the salty precum on his head. SUMMARY^1: The narrator, still blindfolded and bound by their chastity cage, is greeted by the confident voice of the third participant, 'ReadyToBreed'. Despite the fear, they are aroused by his dominance and the anticipation builds as they feel his cock against their lips, eager for the next round of anonymous use. "Good slut," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. The words were a balm, a validation of my purpose here, and I moaned around his cock, eager to please. He didn't waste any time, pushing deeper, filling my mouth with his length until I gagged. The plastic chastity cage around my own cock seemed to tighten in response, a cruel reminder that my pleasure was not the focus tonight. "I had a fight with my girlfriend," he confessed, his voice strained with need. "She said she doesn't want my dick anymore." His hand tangled in my hair, pulling my face closer to his crotch. "So now you're going to take it all, aren't you?" His words were a demand, a challenge that my body eagerly accepted. I nodded, unable to form coherent words around his girth, my eyes watering as I tried to take him deeper. He chuckled, a dark, self-satisfied sound that sent a shiver down my spine. "Good," he murmured, "because you don't have a choice." The words were like a brand, searing themselves into my psyche, marking me as his for the night. He began to thrust into my mouth, his cock hitting the back of my throat with every push. I choked and sputtered, my eyes watering, my throat burning. The taste of him was overwhelming, and yet I craved more. SUMMARY^1: 'ReadyToBreed' continues the narrator's degradation, revealing his personal motives for seeking this encounter. The narrator, desperate to serve, accepts his role, even as they struggle to accommodate his size and the painful reminder of their own chastity cage. His dominance is absolute, using the narrator's mouth as an outlet for his anger and frustration. I felt him growing harder, his cock thickening in my mouth as he used me for his pleasure. He was rough, uncaring, and the pain was a stark reminder of my place. His hand tightened in my hair, guiding my movements, dictating the rhythm of his pleasure. He didn't bother to ask if I was okay, didn't check if I could breathe, didn't care if I was choking on his length. And somehow, that only made me want to please him more. As he pulled his dick out of my mouth, it slapped against my wet cheek with a wet sound, leaving a trail of saliva and precum. He was massive, even when he wasn't fully erect, and the thought of him filling me up was both terrifying and exhilarating. "Sniff those poppers again," he ordered, his voice low and commanding. I obeyed, bringing the bottle to my nose and inhaling deeply. The burn was intense, making me cough and sneeze, but the effect was immediate. My senses sharpened, and my asshole felt like it was opening up, begging for his cock. He moved behind me, and I felt the mattress dip as he climbed onto the bed. His bare skin was hot against my back, and the smell of his arousal filled my nostrils. He didn't bother with any pleasantries, just grabbed my hips and lined his cock up with my entrance. I tensed, waiting for the pain, the stretching, but it never came. Instead, his cock slammed into me, pushing past any resistance with a brutal force that made me scream into the pillow. SUMMARY^1: The encounter with 'ReadyToBreed' escalates as he continues to assert his dominance. The narrator, fueled by poppers, is subjected to a painfully intense facefucking and is then forcefully penetrated anally, the cage on their cock a constant, painful reminder of their submissive role. Despite the harshness of the encounter, the narrator's desire to serve remains unbroken. "Take it," he growled, his hands digging into my skin. "Take it all like the good little slut you are." With the blindfold still in place, I had no way to anticipate his movements, to brace for the onslaught of his cock. I took another hit of the poppers, the harsh fumes making my vision swim. The room spun around me, and the sting of tears filled my eyes, but I didn't dare to disobey. My body was his to use, my pleasure secondary to his own. The plastic chastity cage around my cock was a stark reminder that this was not about me, not tonight. His cock was indeed monstrous, stretching my ass wider than any before. Each thrust felt like a battering ram pounding into me, the force of his hips driving him deeper with every stroke. The pain was exquisite, a symphony of sensations that overwhelmed my senses. I could feel every ridge, every vein, every inch of him as he claimed my body. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air, punctuated by my muffled moans and his grunts of satisfaction. And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, the rhythm changed. His strokes grew shorter, more urgent, and his grip on my hips tightened. I could feel his cock swelling, the heat of his orgasm building inside him. The anticipation was unbearable, my own body desperate for release, but denied by the unforgiving plastic that kept my cock at bay. SUMMARY^1: The narrator, still blindfolded and in the thrall of the poppers' effects, is subjected to 'ReadyToBreed's' relentless assault. The intensity of the pain and pleasure reaches a crescendo, with the chastity cage ensuring their own needs are unfulfilled. The room is filled with the raw sounds of their forced intimacy as 'ReadyToBreed' approaches climax, leaving the narrator trembling and desperate in anticipation. With a final, guttural groan, he came. His warmth filled me, his cock pulsing deep inside my ass as he emptied himself into me. I felt the wetness of his cum overflow, dribbling down my thighs, mixing with the remnants of the first man's seed. The sensation was overwhelming, a heady mix of pain and pleasure that made my toes curl and my body shiver. He didn't pull out immediately, instead letting his cock twitch and spasm within me, the last drops of his load painting the inside of my ass with his claim. The sound of his harsh breathing was the only noise in the room, a testament to his own satisfaction. I waited, trembling, for him to withdraw, to leave me empty once more, but he didn't move. Instead, he leaned over me, his chest pressing against my back, his breath hot against my neck. "We're not done yet, you filthy slut," he whispered, his voice low and menacing. His cock twitched inside me, still semi-hard, and I felt a fresh wave of panic wash over me. How much more could I take? The poppers had dulled the pain, but the reality of my situation was never far from my mind. But then, his cock began to swell once more, filling me up completely. The sensation was almost too much to handle, the pain mixing with a desperate need that had been building within me since the moment I'd been caged. He didn't ask if I was ready, didn't bother to give me a moment to prepare. He just started to fuck me again, his hips moving with a brutal efficiency that spoke of his desperation. "Take it," he said, his voice a snarl. "Take it all, you whore, you slut, you filthy cumdump." His words were like a knife, slicing through the last of my dignity, reducing me to nothing more than a receptacle for his lust. And yet, as degrading as it was, I found myself responding to the harshness of his tone, my body arching back to meet each thrust. The sound of our fucking grew louder, a cacophony of slapping skin and grunts. I could feel the heat of his cum spreading inside me, a warm, sticky mess that seemed to seep into my very soul. My own cock, trapped in the unforgiving cage, throbbed with a painful need for release. But the cage remained unyielding, a constant reminder that my pleasure was not the point of tonight's degrading performance. His grip on my hips grew even tighter, his nails digging into my skin as he hammered into me. The pain was exquisite, a reminder of the power dynamics at play in this sordid little motel room. And yet, with each brutal thrust, I felt my body betray me, my ass clenching around his cock, begging for more. It was as if the very fabric of my being had been rewired to crave this kind of abuse. As his second orgasm approached, I could feel his cock swell even further, the head of it bumping against my prostate with every push. The sensation was overwhelming, making me moan and whimper into the pillow. The poppers had done their job, my ass feeling like it was on fire with each stroke, the plastic cage around my cock a constant reminder of my helplessness. He came with a grunt, his warm seed flooding my insides once more. The feeling was incredible, a mix of pain and pleasure that had me writhing beneath him. But instead of pulling out, he kept going, his cock still hard and eager despite his release. He was insatiable, his hips pistoning into me with a fervor that was both terrifying and exhilarating. "You like that, don't you?" he whispered, his voice a dark caress that sent a shiver down my spine. "You like being my cumdump, my little slut." I could only moan in response, the pain and pleasure of his relentless fucking rendering me incoherent. His cock was a brand, searing into my soul with each brutal thrust. "You want more?" he taunted, his voice low and predatory. "You're such a greedy little slut." I could only moan in response, the pain and pleasure of his relentless fucking reducing me to a whimpering mess. He chuckled darkly, the sound sending a shiver down my spine. And then, as if my silent plea had reached him, his thrusts grew quicker, more urgent. His hands tightened on my hips, his nails digging into my skin as he used my body for his own carnally driven purposes. The headboard slammed against the wall in time with his hips, the noise a testament to the depravity that filled the room. With a roar that seemed to shake the very foundation of the motel, he came again, his cock pulsing deep within me. This load felt even more substantial than the first, his cum flooding my ass with a warmth that was almost comforting in its familiarity. I gasped, my body tightening around him, unable to stop the wave of pleasure that crashed over me, even as I knew it wasn't for me. As his orgasm subsided, he slowly pulled out of me, his cock slipping free with a wet pop that seemed to echo in the quiet room. I felt the loss of him acutely, my ass clenching reflexively, trying to keep him inside. He chuckled, a sound that was both dark and amused, before slapping my ass hard. The sound was like a gunshot in the quiet room, a stinging reminder that I was still his to use. "That makes five loads," he said, his voice filled with a smug satisfaction. The weight of his words settled into my gut, a cold, hard knot of reality. I had already 5 anonymously loads inside my ass by 3 strangers who had used me for their own pleasure without a second thought. And yet, I felt a perverse sense of pride, a strange thrill that I had been able to satisfy them all. Gently, I reached back with trembling fingers to probe my sore, gaping asshole. It was still open, the muscles stretched and relaxed from the relentless pounding of their cocks. The sensation was bizarre, a mix of pain and pleasure that sent a shiver up my spine. I felt the sticky warmth of their combined cum leaking out, sliding down my thighs, pooling on the cheap motel sheets. My locked balls were coated in it, a wet mess of salty stickiness that made me squirm. As I lay there, feeling the aftershocks of their releases, I heard the sound of the man behind me rustling his clothes. The mattress dipped as he stood up, and the floor creaked under his weight as he walked towards the door. He paused for a moment, and the anticipation was almost too much to bear. And then, with the casualness of someone discussing the weather, he spoke. "Luckily, I'm on prep," he said, his voice still thick with lust. The words sent a jolt through me, a reminder of the risk that came with my night of servitude. The fact that he felt the need to say it out loud was a stark reminder of the kind of man I was allowing to use me. The sound of my phone screen unlocking was a harsh reality check, snapping me out of my daze. He was scrolling through my messages, looking for the next man to satisfy. My heart raced as I heard him tap away on the screen, sending an anonymous invitation to the next participant in this twisted game. "Hmm," he mused, his voice thick with satisfaction as he read through the responses. "Looks like someone's eager to fill you up next." I felt a fresh wave of arousal mixed with fear at his words. Who was it going to be? What would they do to me? The anticipation was agonizing, my body already tender and used. But the poppers had done their job, making the thought of more cock, more cum, more painfully pleasurable sensations almost irresistible. As the door clicked shut behind him, the reality of my situation crashed down on me like a wave. I was alone again, my ass still gaping and raw, my mouth coated in the taste of his cum. The plastic cage around my cock was a constant reminder of my role here, a silent sentinel ensuring my obedience. The anticipation grew once more, a thrumming pulse in the air. Would it be another man, eager to claim his place in my used, abused body? Or perhaps something else entirely? The sound of footsteps grew louder, approaching my head, and I could feel the excitement building within me. The scent of perfume filled the room, something sweet and floral, a stark contrast to the musky scent of the men who had come I felt something cold and wet press against my lips. Without hesitation, I opened my mouth and allowed the liquid to be squeezed in. It was bitter, with a chemical aftertaste that was immediately recognizable. GHB The drug of choice for those who sought to lose themselves in the depths of depravity. I swallowed it down, feeling it burn my throat as it slid into my stomach. "Good boy," the voice purred, and this time it was definitely a woman's. The sound was sweet, like honey dripping from a spoon, and it sent a shiver down my spine. "You're going to be a good little slut tonight, aren't you?" Her hand was gentle as she stroked my cheek, a stark contrast to the harshness of the men who had used me so far. The coolness of her skin was a balm against the feverish heat of my face, and for a brief moment, I allowed myself to believe that this encounter would be different. But the scent of her arousal, thick and potent in the air, told a different story. She wasn't here for tenderness or gentle caresses. She was here for the same thing they were: to use me, to claim me, to leave her own mark on my broken body. "But I'm here to fucked by men," I managed to murmur, the words thick and slurred against my will. The GHB was already taking hold, my muscles turning to liquid and my thoughts to mush. Her laugh was like a knife, cold and sharp. "Don't worry, slut," she whispered, her breath hot and sweet in my ear. "You're going to get exactly what you asked for." Her hand trailed down my neck, over my chest, and down to my stomach, her nails lightly scratching my skin as she went. "But I like to mix things up a bit." The sound of her moving behind me grew closer, the anticipation making my heart race. The poppers had long ago worn off, and the GHB was taking over, sending my body into a delicious haze of submission. My ass felt like it was on fire, the pain a distant memory as the drug coated my nerve endings in a warm, numbing fog. And then, I heard it: a soft hum. It grew louder, more insistent, and I felt something cold and metallic press against the tender skin of my ass. I tensed, my body instinctively bracing for the unknown, but the gentle strokes of her hand along my spine kept me pliant. The pressure grew, and the hum grew louder, until I felt a sharp pinch that made me gasp. It was a strange sensation, not quite pain, but definitely something new and intriguing. The world around me grew fuzzy, the edges of my vision blurring and my limbs feeling heavy. The GHB was working its magic, turning my body into a pliable toy for her to manipulate. The sounds of her movements grew distant, muffled, as if I were underwater. I pass out. I'm jolted back to consciousness by her voice, a siren's call that pierced through the fog in my mind. "Wake up, slut," she cooed, a hint of amusement in her tone. I scrambled onto all fours, the plastic chastity cage pressing painfully into my swollen cock as I shifted position. The room spun around me, the cheap carpet scratchy against my palms as I tried to find my bearings. And then, I felt it. Something warm and wet pressing against my abused ass, a sensation that didn't quite match the brutish intrusion of the men who had come before. My heart raced as the realization set in: it was her cock. A shemale's cock, thick and insistent, demanding entry to the depths of my body. I couldn't believe it, couldn't believe the twist this night had taken, but the desire was unmistakable. My asshole clenched around the emptiness, desperate to be filled once more. "I have another present for you, slut," she said, her voice a seductive whisper that seemed to vibrate through my very bones. "I'm going to impregnate you with my special swimmers." Her words barely registered as she held the bottle of poppers to my nose again. The scent was overpowering, a harsh chemical bite that seemed to burn away any last semblance of rational thought. I took a deep breath, the fumes filling my lungs and sending a rush of heat through my body. The room spun even more wildly, and I felt myself slipping away, the pain and pleasure of the evening blurring into a single, all-consuming need to be filled. And then she was inside me, her cock sliding into my ass with a gentle yet firm pressure. It was unlike anything I'd felt before, a softness that belied the strength behind it. She took her time, easing into me inch by inch, her movements deliberate and controlled. Each thrust was deep, filling me to the brim and making me feel impossibly full. I moaned into the pillow, my hips pushing back to meet her, desperate for more of that sweet agony. "Welcome to the club, my little putta," she murmured, her voice a velvet caress against my ear. "Where sluts like you come to be used and bred." Her words sent a shiver down my spine, and I felt my asshole clench around her cock, the plastic cage around my own cock a constant reminder of my submission. Her strokes grew quicker, more insistent, and I could feel the heat of her lust building inside me. Her cock was a living thing, pulsing and swelling with every thrust. "You're going to love my special swimmers," she said, her breath hot and ragged. "They're going to fill you up, make you their home." And then she came, her warmth spilling deep into me, mixing with the cum of the men before her. Her cock pulsed inside my ass, her orgasm sending a fresh wave of pleasure crashing through my body. The plastic cage was a stark reminder of my own untouched state, my cock throbbing in desperation. She leaned over me, her chest heaving, and I felt the weight of her cum deep within me, a warm and heavy presence that filled me to the core. "You're one of us now," she murmured, her voice filled with a wicked satisfaction. Her cock slipped out of me with a wet sound, leaving me feeling empty and used. She stood up, the mattress springing back into place with a groan that seemed to echo my own. "Or you will be by the end of the night." Her laugh was like a whip crack, sharp and stinging, sending a thrill of terror and excitement through me. I heard the rustle of clothing as she began to dress, the sound a stark contrast to the sticky mess of cum and sweat that coated my body. My senses were heightened, the poppers still doing their work, making every sound, every movement feel like a symphony of debauchery. "You have fifteen minutes to clean up and get ready," she said, her heels clicking against the floor as she moved away from the bed. "Admire my handiwork, my little cumdump. The next group will be eager to add to your collection." Her words lingered in the air as the door clicked shut behind her, leaving me alone with the reality of what had just transpired. The blindfold was a prison, trapping me in my own lust-filled haze, and I was desperate to see the evidence of my degradation. With trembling hands, I reached up and pulled the fabric from my eyes, blinking against the sudden onslaught of light. The mirror revealed a sight that was both terrifying and thrilling. My eyes were glazed over with a mix of poppers and GHB, my pupils dilated and dark with desire. The chastity cage around my cock was coated in a sticky mess, my desperate erection trapped and unfulfilled. My ass was red and bruised, gaping slightly from the abuse it had endured. As I turned to get a better look, something stung my asscheek. I reached back tentatively, my fingers coming back coated in cum. The sight in the mirror was a blend of horror and fascination. Above my ravaged asshole, a fresh tattoo screamed 'cumdump' in bold letters, surrounded by a decorative border that looked suspiciously like the bars of a jail cell. The ink was still slick with lube, the edges raw and red from the recent needlework. It was a brand, a declaration of my new identity, etched into my flesh for all to see. My ass was now a canvas for their perverse artistry, a billboard for their desires. But it wasn't just the words that sent a shiver down my spine. On my left asscheek, I found a second tattoo, much smaller and more intricate. It was a biohazard symbol. I had no time to ponder the meaning of the new ink, i hear footsteps outside growing louder. On instinct, I scrambled back to the bed, my knees hitting the mattress with a soft thump. My body was still thrumming with the aftermath of the shemale's merciless fucking, my ass a slick, stretched mess that begged for more. The chastity cage was a constant, painful reminder of my submission, and as I went down on all fours, it was all I could do to keep my trembling legs from giving out. The blindfold was already in my hand, the fabric sticky with sweat and cum. I brought it up to my eyes, the world around me going dark once more. The smell of the room was a potent cocktail of sex and chemicals, a heady mix that had me lightheaded with need. I could hear the door creak open, the sound echoing through the silent room like a gunshot.

Part 4 I stood and watched as Sean finished breeding Ryan, conscious of the fact that I was so turned on I had just cum in my pants - something that had only happened to me once before. I was also feeling even more feverish now and almost fell forward . Aidan caught me in time and laid me on the bed and as he did so I was conscious that his big hairy cock was still as hard as a rock and was pointing straight at me. Ryan bent over me and kissed me. "I love you babe!" he whispered and added "Always!" That was all I needed to hear . I had not lost Ryan and that was all that mattered to me. I relaxed a bit and lay back on the bed as Ryan and Sean pulled my trousers, pants and socks off and then pulled my legs apart. Aidan stood in front of me for a moment and then grinned as he moved forward. Ryan and Sean were still holding my legs apart and a few seconds later I felt the familiar sensation of Aidan's cock pushing against my arse. I was sweating heavily now and I felt feverish and hot, but in that moment I wanted nothing more than to be penetrated by Aidan's big, thick, poz cock and to be fucked and bred with Ryan watching. Aidan fucked me as Ryan and Sean encouraged him to give it to me hard and to cum up my unprotected arse. I don't think I had ever felt like this before and I can't even describe the feeling as Aidan pumped his dirty load up my arse and then changed places with Sean, who was now fully hard again. Sean fucked me and bred me and then, to my surprise, Ryan and Sean swapped places. Ryan had never been very keen on topping, but how his cock was rock hard as he bent over me and guided his cock to my arsehole. "I need to fuck you, babe," he whispered, "I need to give you my load." I can honestly say that this fuck was one of the horniest I have ever had - Ryan fucked me really hard and I could see from the light in his eyes how much he was enjoying it as he fucked me harder and harder. I could tell he was getting close and I took hold of my cock and began to play with myself and I shot a huge load all over myself as Ryan shot his load right up me. The knowledge that Ryan was probably now shooting a poz load up my arse turned me on more than anything else and it seemed like I was never going to stop cumming. I don't remember much about what happened next. I slept for about 48 hours and when I woke up I was freshly showered and Ryan was sitting on the end of the bed. He leaned forward and kissed me gently as he told me that everything would be alright and he would look after me. After that I drifted back to sleep. I remember the doctor visiting me and deciding that I didn't need to go to hospital and that Ryan could nurse me at home. It was a couple of weeks before I felt better and on the Friday evening, much to Ryan's delight, I got a hard on that just wouldn't go down. Ryan grinned and took hold of my cock and then bent over and took it in his mouth. He sucked my cock gently until I couldn't help shooting a big load of cum into his mouth and then I fell asleep again. I recovered quite a bit over the next week or so and one night, after sucking my cock for a while, Ryan climbed on top of me and rode my cock until I shot my load up his arse. I knew we would have to talk, but neither Ryan or I was in a hurry to do that - we would both know when the time was right. In the meantime, we had both been tested and, perhaps not surprisingly, both of us had turned out to be HIV positive. About a week later, I was up and about again and Ryan and I began to talk. I told him everything I had done, and I could see him getting more and more turned on as I described being double penetrated by Aidan and Sean. Ryan told me that he had first let Aidan fuck him two days after Aidan and his partner moved in. He told me that he had been getting more and more turned on by the thought of getting pozzed, and confessed that he had been even more turned on by the thought of me getting pozzed. He had confided this to Aidan one afternoon when I was at work and Aidan had invited Ryan over for a drink. A short time later, Ryan's pants and trousers were down and he was cheating on me for the first time, as Aidan fucked him bareback and loaded up his arse. Ryan told me this was the first time he had deliberately taken a poz load up his arse. Ryan told me that he had been getting more and more turned on while doing his voluntary work at the sexual health clinic, especially by some of the poz guys who attended and had been fantasising about some of them pulling his pants down and fucking him right there in the clinic. When Aidan had come on to him he hadn't been able to resist. Since then, he had done it with quite a few guys, most of them poz and all of them without a condom. Apparently the conference for sexual health workers had also turned into a bareback fuck fest when one of the guys hosted a party in his room and before long everyone's pants came down. Guys who normally practised safe sex and whose role it was to promote safe practices, spent the night going up each other indiscriminately, no condoms were used and, though most of them had partners, pretty much everyone took several loads up them, including Ryan! Aidan was now fucking Ryan regularly and between them they decided to see if Aidan could get me to cheat on Ryan and to take his dirty load. You know what happened next! Our relationship was now stronger than ever and we were enjoying ourselves in ways I would never have thought possible. One evening I picked Ryan up from the sexual health clinic and he asked if we could give a lift to one of the other volunteers. Of course I said yes, and when Ryan came out to the car, he was accompanied by a tall, handsome black guy he introduced as Kofi. I was really attracted to Kofi and later that night I confessed this to Ryan. He grinned and told me that Kofi was originally from Ghana and was HIV positive and unmedicated. I was even more turned on now and when Ryan and I fucked that night he asked me if I wanted him to set something up with Kofi. I nodded and Ryan said "Leave it with me!" as I fired a big load of cum up him. Two weeks later, Kofi came round for dinner and a little later in the evening, we were all in the bedroom and Ryan said he had arranged a treat for me and told me to sit on the chair and watch for a while. I sat down watched as Kofi pulled Ryan towards him and began to kiss him. A few minutes later, I watched Ryan unzip Kofi's trousers and pull them down along with his pants. I don't think I had ever seen a cock as big as Kofi's and I was really turned on as I watched Ryan suck it until Kofi turned round and bent over, pushing his arse into Ryan's face. I had my cock out now and was wanking as I watched Ryan licking Kofi's arse and then bending over and taking Kofi's huge cock up his slim arse. Kofi asked me if I was enjoying watching him fuck my husband and asked me if I wanted him to shoot an unmedicated load up him. I was so turned on now as I told Kofi to go for it and breed my husband right in front of me. A few minutes later, he threw his head back and thrust hard up Ryan's arse, pumping him full of unmedicated poz cum. I don't think I had ever been so turned on! A short time later, it was my turn to bend over the bed as Kofi pushed his big thick cock right up me, fucked me and pumped his special load into me. Then Kofi bent over the bed and I pulled his cheeks apart and licked him out before pushing my cock up his (very tight) hole and and giving him exactly what he had given me. It was all incredibly horny! Ryan and I were now telling each other our fantasies and I had told him that one of mine was to kneel up on the bed blindfold and have a couple of guys just walk in and use me, without me even seeing them, and one Saturday morning on my birthday weekend, Ryan told me to get ready as he had invited a couple of random guys over to fuck and load me. I was really turned on as I showered and got myself ready and a short time later, Ryan told me he was going downstairs and showed me a blindfold which he tied round my eyes. I honestly couldn't see anything and as I knelt on the bed waiting, I felt a bit nervous. To take my mind off my nerves, I played with my cock which was already rock hard and a few minutes later I heard someone coming up the stairs and coming into the bedroom. I could tell there were two people in the room although I couldn't see anyone. Nothing happened for a moment and then I heard the sound of a belt buckle and what sounded like someone pulling their pants and trousers down. I felt a hand on my arse and one of them said "Nice!" A few seconds later I felt someone kneeling behind me and pulling my arse cheeks apart and then I felt a tongue on my hole. The fact that I had no idea who it was or what they looked like was even more of a turn on than I thought it would be and when he fingered some lube into my arse and pushed his cock against my hole, it was all I could do to stop myself shooting my load then and there. The guy pushed right up me and began to fuck as I head the other guy's pants and trousers coming down and then I felt his cock pushing towards my mouth and I began to suck him. I wondered where Ryan was as the two guys spit roasted me. I was fairly sure he wasn't in the room and the fact that he had left me alone with two total strangers turned me on even more. The first guy was getting close now and before long I was taking a load up my arse. When he finished cumming in me, the first guy pulled out and they changed places. Until quite recently, I would never have thought of sucking a cock that had just been up my arse, but now I didn't hesitate and took it into my mouth and sucked on it as the second guy fucked and bred me. A few minutes later the two guys had gone and Ryan had returned. He told me to keep the blindfold on as he wanted to fuck me too and a short time later he added his load to the other two. I genuinely had no idea who the two guys were, but I had a feeling there was something familiar about one of them, but I couldn't quite think what it was. A week or so later, I fucked Aaron at work again. I had planned to make an excuse not to fuck with him again now that I knew I was HIV positive, but when he came on to me one night we ended up in a quiet part of the building with him sucking my cock. Then I thought I would just let him suck me until I came, but after a while Aaron stood up, pulled his pants down, turned around and backed onto my cock. A short time later he took my load up him. We also went down to London for a weekend to celebrate Ryan's birthday and had the best time ever. As well as seeing London, we fucked with as many guys as we could over the long weekend. We had a threesome with one of the guys on the reception desk in our hotel, hooked up with another gay couple who were staying in the same hotel one evening and Ryan and I took their loads before swapping places - it was a real turn on to watch Ryan fucking a guy next to me and it was not long before I shot my load up the hairy arse of the older of the two guys. We also visited a couple of raunchy clubs where Ryan took multiple loads and I spent quite a bit of time with my arse pressed up against the gloryhole, taking random loads up my arse (another of my fantasies!) Life just seemed to keep getting better and better. We were also still regularly fucking with Aidan and a group of his friends, and, as far as I knew, his partner still had no idea. The following summer, Aidan's partner accepted a job that would take them to Paris for a year and they decided to rent out their house. It was all arranged quite quickly and Aidan told me they had found tenants through friends of friends, adding with a grin that he thought we would get on with them very well. The new tenants were a young gay couple in their mid 20s, Alex and Jake, who had just got married. We got on very well with them and invited them over for dinner a couple of times. Alex was the more outgoing - he was blond with floppy hair and really friendly manner. I also couldn't help noticing he had a really fit arse, which really filled out his jeans. Jake was quieter, and was of mixed heritage, a really good looking guy with dark curly hair and was a year or so older than Alex. They had met at university, had been together for four years and had got married a few months before they moved in. One night they invited us for dinner and we were talking about relationships and after a while Alex confided that he and Jake had only ever been with each other. "That's really nice! I said as I poured them both another drink. Just then, my eyes met Ryan's and I knew he was thinking exactly the same as I was.

as promised. part 2 of chapter 6. the story continues between Mark and Jake. His first time. maybe the opening to a much slutty Jake. who knows 😉 i didn't make you wait too long for this part i hope. because the previous one was mainly a build up. Part 6.2 Mark grabs my head and pushes me towards his pole. I willingly go with I and feel how his pole touches my face and mouth. Mark is pressing my face against his huge cock. It is almost as large as my hole face. I start kissing his balls and slowly moving up along his cock. licking... exploring... his short-trimmed pubic hair rubbing against my chin. I slowly work my way up and come across his cock head. he is uncircumcised and I start playing with my tongue along his skin. my tongue softly pressing inwards , into his foreskin so that I touch his glans with the tip of my tongue. I make rotating, licking and playing movements. my tongue is enclosed in his foreskin. I taste something salty. I think his pre-cum. In the meantime I hear Mark gasp and moan. dammm, boy…. That is some foreplay….. I hear him whisper. With my hands I start to massage and play whit his big heavy balls. I let them slide through my finger, while my tongue keeps playing in his foreskin. I slowly feel his balls pull up a bit more and get harder. Fuck. I've never done this before, but he's so good. In the meantime my head is a bit floaty. The champagne is doing its job. I can't really think straight anymore. But I'm so horny. Slowly i pull his pole down with my other hand. Sliding his foreskin back…. slowly…. The head of his cock is coming out more and more and with my tongue i can now lick his head better and better. Then the foreskin pops all the way back and i enclose my mouth over his cock head. i start sucking him. Gently... a little deeper each time. i feel his cock on to the back of my throat. i leave it at that for a while to get used to it and suck softly up and down.... Then i go a little too deep and start coughing. Don’t go too fast, mark says and pulls my head up by my hair. He looks me deep in the eyes. Do you really want this he laughs. To which i nod. let's open those boxes that are lying next to us on the bed. see what they say. I open my box. There are several things in it. Lubricant, 1 condom (no more than 1 I think to myself), a pill with a description that it makes you go numb (against the pain and so that you are no longer aware of what is happening), an anal pain relief ointment for after the fuck. What is this I wonder? Do I all need those stuff? Mark opens his box. There are handcuffs, a butt plug, a small needle, a small whip for beating and a letter in it. The letter describes the following. Whoever is in charge can take 2 things out of the box to use. The other can take 1 thing out of his boxes. I look at Mark. What, what are you taking? Mark looks at me laughing. I take.. The handcuffs and... The butt plug. I look in my box. 1 thing? What do you think I ask Mark, the condom? mark laughs and says, i would choose differently. i look at him questioningly. Now he says, do you only want 1 time or more tonight? There is only 1 condom. And…. There is a big chance that it will break. you are a virgin, your ass is tight and dry. He says to me. So i say questioningly... the ointment or the lube? I take the lube. i'll have this one. Thinking about how Leroy was sitting on his chair earlier. Good says mark and he takes both boxes away. i open the lubricant and start to lube mark's cock. He is still very hard and is now starting to shine from the lube. His cock only gets more beautiful and horny. I gently rub his biohazard tattoo again, which also starts to shine from the lube, together with his trimmed pubic hair in the dimmed light. I give it a good massage and then give the rest of the tube to mark. Up in the bed and arms stretched out, he laughs. On your back please. I do as he says. Click.... the handcuffs are put on. I am handcuffed to the bed. Now he can do anything with me. I can no longer escape, if I still wanted to. But I don’t. I want Mark. Mark sits between my legs and pulls them wide apart. My ass and little hole are exposed for him. He lifts my ass up a bit so that my hole is clearly visible to him. He takes the lube, spreads it over his fingers and places them against my little hole. Let’s also lube this he says, with which he presses hard against my sphincter. He pushes so hard that his 2 fingers shoot deep inside me, in one flow. owwww. ohhhh, fuckkkk. dammmm. I say and feel his fingers moving deep in my hole. He makes rotating movements and sometimes touches my prostate. Mark keeps pushing his fingers against the walls of my hole. He seems to stretch me for what is yet to come. He leans forward. His fingers still locked in my hole. face to face. His chest against mine and i feel his trimmed chest hair scraping and tickling over my bald chest. It makes it all just that little bit hotter. My whole body seems to react. His nipples, touching mine. His mouth above mine and his eyes right in front of me. I know you're a virgin he whispers softly whit a rough horny voice. But you have to know Jake, I'm not. I've had many men and boys. I've fucked many men and fucked a lot of virgin guys. I have seen It aal, I used them all and gave them my load. the tattoo on my groin is proof of it. i know what I’m doing and i cum a lot. Your first fuck will hurt, it always does. But i'm going to try to be as soft as possible. After your first load, it only gets better. But know that soft, is not really in my nature. i like to fuck hard, i like boys who moan. I nod. Take me, let me experience it, i whisper back and kiss him. Our tongues caught each other again. I feel his fingers slide out of my hole and he puts his big thick pole against it. Are you ready for it? He whispers and looks at me, deep in my eyes. Yes, take my virginity. With that agreement, Mark starts to apply pressure to my hole. My sphincter resists, but mark applies more and more pressure. His cockhead is thick and big, thicker than those 2 fingers before. So my sphincter opens a bit, but holds back the pressure. There it comes, I hear him say, when he applies even more pressure. My hole can't resist and I feel it opening up, clamping and tight along his cock head. it feels warm, burning, filling. I hear a kind of pop and his cock head shoots into my hole. my sphincter closes behind his head. his shaft itself, is not yet in me. I moan loudly. mmmmm. dammmmm. fuckkk. It feels like my sphincter is being ripped open it hurts and i have to get used to it. Do i really want this? I wonder. His whole pole has to go in and mark will not hold back. Mark laughs. My cock head is in you. Do you feel it throbbing? And he moves and teasingly. This is just the beginning. Slowly mark starts to increase the pressure again. ohhhh. dammmm. fuckkkk. shitttt.... i feel his cock very slowly pressing in my hole. a little deeper each time, inch by inch. I puff and pant, i feel full, because of his pole that slowly slides into me, but is not even halfway. Tears come to my eyes. Softly, slow down, slow down i hiss it out. but mark keeps applying pressure and slides his pole further and further into my hole. Then i feel even sharper pain and pressure. Tears come to my eyes. I start to pant softly…. It burns. My face contorts in pain. Mark sees it happening. mmmm, he says, that's your second hole I'm pressing against now. This is going to hurt a little he says to me, but I try to do it softly. Mark then presses hard for a short while. Ohhhwww. ahhhhhhh. I let out a loud cry and feel his pole suddenly shoot through. Through my second hole. It burns, it stings, it fills, it..... Feels good Good job Jake, says mark. Its passed your second hole. Then he pushes his pole further in, until i feel his trimmed pubic hair poking against my balls. His balls press against my ass and i feel the pressure decrease. My pole is now completely in you whispers mark. I feel filled, pressed from the inside, it burns, it pulsates. I feel every movement of his cock, his veins against my wall. Stay in me i pant, afraid that he pushes it out and in again. Mark lets me get used to his cock. we lay like that for at least 5 minutes and kiss in the meantime. I start to like it, it feels good and my ass is so filled with his pole in me. Heavenly Then he starts thrusting softly. It burns again, but not as bad as before. It feels good, it tickles a little. An emptiness that is quickly replaced by the feeling of getting filled up Filled by his cock, thrusts over and over again in me. My prostate is stimulated by his cock. I can't stop panting and moaning. Fuck mark, fuck mark, fuckkkkk. It feels so good. I moan out Mark increases the speed. He starts to fuck faster and harder. He has both my legs, holding me in place and pulling me towards him, to get deeper in me. Now you are no longer a virgin, he moans while fucking. His balls slap against my ass. His trimmed pubic hair rubs against me. My own cock is rock hard and lies on my stomach, pre-cum seeps out and forms a drop on my stomach. Mark starts fucking harder and harder. The bed creaks and my sphincter burns. I look down and see how his 6 pack is tensed. His short shaved chest and stomach hair is wet with sweat and shines in the dimmed light. His golden necklace hangs down, from his neck. The medallion touches me and rests on my chest. Sweat drops run down his necklace, onto me. i feel his warm sweat. i smell it. mmmm i see his groin thrusting and every now and then, i catch a glimpse of his biohazard tattoo. Just before he thrusts hard into me again. I moan and groan it out. I'm almost going crazy. I feel his cock getting thicker and bigger and I notice he's moaning too. We moan together in the same rhythm. My hole is getting wetter and wetter. Mark thrusts harder and harder and with less and less resistance. His cock slides easier in and out of me. His pe cum takes care of this. I'm going to come, Mark pants. Where do you want the cum wile he thrusts deep and hard into me again. Right There… I moan out, where you're pounding your cock in right now now…. Deep in me Mark, fuck me, give me your cum. Mark grins as he moans and suddenly he increases the speed of fucking me. He fucks hard, very hard and real fast. Harder than before and I feel the pain increasing again. I hear his balls and groin bounce against my ass. As if I'm being ass slapped. I feel his cock swell, his veins pulse in me. I start to scream loudly and then... my own cock starts to pulse like never before. Cum squirts out in waves. Over my own belly, my chest, against my chin, over my own mouth and my eyes and into my hair. I squirt, without touching my cock. by the thrusting of mark. I then hear mark. He gives a load roar and thrusts very hard into me. I get punched upwards, with my head against the edge of the bed. His cock stays deep inside me and i feel it pulsate inside me. I feel his cum squirt with force against my hole walls. warm, very warm and hard. i feel myself getting wet inside. Being filled up, with his warm cum. 5,6,7 no certainly 9 times i feel cum squirt inside me. Mark moans and moans and then lowers himself onto me. His cock still buried deep in me. His belly touches mine. My own cock gets sandwiched by both our bellies. His sweat mixes with mine. His trimmed chest slowly falling down on me. i smell him. Sweat off him and my cum that i have squirted, sticks against our bodies together. He stays like this for a moment. I can feel his body heat pressing on me. Then he licks over my eye and mouth. He is licking my cum up, that i have squirted over myself. He licks it all up and take is in his mouth. He does not swallow, but starts to kiss me. To tongue me. Playing my cum between our tongues. I taste myself. It is hot en sticky. Then, after some minutes, i swallow my own cum. Tastes good, right, says Mark softly. He slowly pulls his pole out of me. Wet with his cum and lube. His pole is shiny from it. I can see his big veins on his shaft clearly. My hole feels empty, too empty. I feel the cold air filling my open hole. I want him, I want him in me again. Then I feel pressure against my sphincter again and I feel my hole being filled up again. Fuck this feels good again, like it should be. round 2? I want him. I never want my hole to be empty again. It is built for cock. But I see Mark standing up and unlock my handcuffs. Just need to pee now he says. How, what... What do I have in me now? It's the plug from the box that Mark has chosen. He sees my confused face. Just to leave my cum in you tonight he laughs. That way it won't run out and your hole will stay open nicely. I'll take that hole again in a moment... and tonight... i stand up and follow him to the bathroom. He stands with his back to me, his dick to the toilet, trying to pee. i grab him firmly from behind and hug him. Thank you… thank you…. I say. I couldn't have wished for more. I lost my virginity by you. A hunk like you, that fucked his load deep up my virgin hole. I wouldn't want anyone else to take my virginity. Your perfect. in the meantime i notice that I’m drunk and horny as shit. Mark chuckles. you're welcome. But the evening is still young. In the meantime mark tries to piss, but he still can’t. He is too hard. Can you help, he says. Of course i answer. Mark pushes me towards the shower and pushes me down. I quickly get on my knees. Mouth open he commands and let his dick sink into my mouth. I suck it, but then mark starts to piss. His piss fills my mouth. Swallow he orders me. I do as he tells me and I try to swallow as much as possible. Of course this doesn't work completely and he also pisses half on me. On my chin, my naked body, my chest, my own cock and ass. So I’m rid of that too laughs mark. He grabs the shower hose and sprays me off. Back to bed now, for your 2nd load. Like a little horny slut i quickly hop back into bed. I lie down on my stomach with my ass up. Mark pulls the plug out of my hole and i feel his pole immediately take its place. He thrusts hard all the way into me. i moan it out again. It hurts a bit again, but now there is mainly pleasure. This is what i want, forever. To be filled, by bare cocks. I get the plug pressed against my mouth. Open, mark commands, while he slides his pole deep into me. I open my mouth and get the plug pressed into my mouth. This way the neighbors can't hear you and you get higher in that ranking. You are now at 1 load. let's make more of it tonight. i taste the plug marks cum and my own ass. It only makes me more willing. He fucks me like this for at least 20 minutes. Hard, soft, deep and then really hard again. My knees even start to hurt from the grinding on the bed, from his hard thrusts. My sphincter burns and feels like it is on fire. But i enjoy it. i love this feeling. That cock thrusting deep inside me. I feel filled and complete. Mark groans again. Here comes load 2. He thrusts his load deep inside me; at least 7 times he squirts his seed deep inside me. I’m in love with it. A moment later he pulls his pole out of me again and the plug goes back in. He turns me on his side and crawls against me. My ass, against his bare cock and balls. My back against his trimmed chest. We rest like that for a while and fall asleep. During the night i wake up a few times from a burning and throbbing feeling. It is mark, who has taken the butt plug out of my ass again and is fucking me. It is getting easier with all his cum in me. The last time i fall asleep again, while he is fucking me. He does this at least 4 times. Somewhere in the middle of the night i wake up. It is pitch dark. I hear loud screaming, banging against the wall, crying, groaning. Fuck me fuck me i hear. In the meantime i feel mark's chest moving against me. i think he heard it too. i crawl a bit harder against him. i am so tired and exhausted from the fucking that i quickly fall asleep again. Later in the night i wake up again. Again banging against the wall, screaming and crying. but now even louder. it hurts, it hurts, fuck. you are so big. poz me poz me, poz me like you just did next-door. i want you, fuck me, fill me. sleepy and drunk i hear this. i don't feel mark behind me. maybe he's pissing again i think to myself and then fall back into a deep sleep. in the early morning i feel mark fucking my ass again. i wake up from it. There is already light coming in from the windows. good morning sleepy head, mark laughs. I'm taking the liberty...to give this date, a good morning fuck, before it's over. He fucks me rough and painful, but i enjoy every moment. he squirts his seed deep inside me again. Puts the plug back in my ass and stands up. Thanks he says, time to go. Wait i say and grab his hand. I pull him towards me. Can’t let you go like this. I open my mouth and suck his cock deep inside my mouth. I lick his cummy cock and taste a mix of his cum and my ass. I do taste some blood to. Is that my from my ass I think, am I bleeding? When i take his cock out of my mouth, i quickly start licking his biohazard tattoo again. I think this tattoo is so hot on you. And the spot of this tattoo, on your body. i kiss it and look at him. Mark grins. Glad you like it. He calls out. Go ahead I say, I'll stay in bed for a while. Your room will be ready by now I think. Hopefully we'll meet up again this holiday. Mark laughs, with your looks and that ass, definitely. He jumps in his pants. He takes his shirt etc., but does not pull any other stuff on. He just grabs it. etc. damm he's sexy. Until next time and walks out of my room. I hear the door open and close. Fuck I think. Was that real? did he really fuck me like that? And did we really fuck without a condom? I had so many drinks, way to many. But fuck this was so good. I always want this. I am hooked on cock. I fall asleep and wake up later. I hear knocks on the door. Sir, can I come in? you need help? I like to clean your bed and room. It’s the help, knocking on my door.

For me it's TIM's Loaded featuring Dawson. I stumbled up a clip of it when I was maybe 12-13 after searching for gay porn online, and after tracking down the full video later, I'm convinced it changed my life. Watching one man after another blow their load into one hole, using the cumulative cum as lube got me hooked immediately. After continuously watching that (and other Dawnson gangbang vids), I became obsessed with barebacking, anonymous sex, and group play. Almost 20 years later, my dream is still to be the very last top in a similar scenario, eating out the previous 20-30 loads, and using it as lube to add my own. Maybe one day...

I too admit I LOVE cheating. Being fucked is the BEST feeling ever and if the tops that fuck me are also cheating it's a mind rush for sure. Just something so "primal" about it and the fact that "monogamy" is a made up thing makes it all the better! Getting home before my bf gets off work so I can look all innocent while him not having a clue that I'm full of nut from other guys is the best too. . . .:) Pretty skilled at it too I must say. . .somewhat of an art. Only been caught twice. . . .once by a guy I had started dating for like a week and was super cute but couldn't fuck me right. He had stopped by and fucked me one day and after he left I got back online and within 20 minutes had another hot guy (with a HUGE dick) that knew how to fuck balls deep in me. I was on my back legs up and after about fifteen minutes of having him in me, I was in such an oblivious mood that I didn't notice the guy I was dating had walked into my bedroom. He freaked out of course and was like "WTF, seriously?!" I didn't care. . . .and knew the guy screwing me could take him easily if he started shit so I looked right at him with a cocky smile and said "Sorry Nate, but notice this guys dick. . . .it does to me what yours simply can't - bye" He left still cussing but that guy I had cheated on him with became the next boyfriend about two weeks later. Needless to say I cheated on him of course too but he never found out. . . . . . 🙂 The second time I was at an after hours party and high as fuck when my friend's boyfriend hit on me and asked if he could fuck me. DUH!!!!! He took me upstairs to a bedroom and within five minutes or so he was balls deep in me and we both were loving it. That is til about thirty minutes (and his first load in me) later. . .he was back in me going for round two when the door opens. Thinking it was another guy that wanted to three way with us, I said "come get some stud." The voice I heard reply was my friend saying "Clearly my boyfriend is already giving you that." We stopped for a second and looked up and he had already walked out. I said "Dude, you ok?" He said "I am now" and kept fucking me. He busted his nut again and then we left together with two other guys to continue the night! 🙂 LOVE IT!!!!!! 🙂

After a day at the beach, Trey walked home. Because it was still extremely hot, he was only wearing basketball shorts. You could see the sweat from his neck slowly dripping down his hot body. The almost 19-year-old boy was blessed with good genes, which gave him a very athletic body that he didn't have to work hard for. Because of the defined v-shape, his basketball shorts hung low, which showed that he didn't have a six-pack but an eight-pack, and because of his tanned skin, his long blond hair looked even blonder. Suddenly, a car pulled up next to him and he heard the driver say "Do you need a ride?" Trey looked through the open window and saw that it was David — the former captain of the local football team that his brother also played for. This was the first time he had seen David since he was kicked off the team for unknown reasons when he was 21. Because he is also not wearing a t-shirt, Trey can clearly see that he had changed in the last 3 years. His muscular torso was covered in tattoos. "I have Gatorade from the cooler... if you like" says David. Trey thinks OKAY and hops in the car. David takes two bottles of Gatorade from the cooler on the back seat and gives one to Trey. David takes a sip and sees how Trey drinks three quarters of the bottle in one go. They drive away and while they are talking, David sees out of the corner of his eye that Trey is looking at his body. "Do you also want a tattoo?" David asks, to which Trey answers with "Yes, but I don't think my mother would approve". "Just wait a few years. When you live on your own, you can do what you want" David says laughing as he puts his hand on Trey's upper leg. Trey feels a shock go through his body because David's fingers touched his balls. Trey quickly looks away and sees that they are no longer driving towards his house. “You are driving the wrong way,” Trey says, to which David replies that he has to drop off the cooler with Gatorade first and that he would bring him home when it's done. “Is that okay?” he asks. To which Trey nods. After 5 minutes they arrive at a house with the windows taped shut. After David gets out and opens the cardoor to get the cooler, he asks if Trey wants to help him carry a gym bag. “Be careful, because there is expensive equipment in there,” David says. When they enter the house they are greeted by a dark guy in his late 20s with a muscular body who leads them to the kitchen. While David talks to the guy, Trey gets dizzy. David sees this and grabs him and brings him to the living room. “Sit down before you fall” David says. Trey plops down on the couch. What Trey doesn't know is that the Gatorade he drank earlier also contained G and liquid Viagra, which is now affecting his mind and body. When he looks around, he sees about 10 guys sitting on the couches and on the floor. Most of them are no longer wearing t-shirts and none of them are older than 25. Trey can't take his eyes off the athletic and muscular bodies in the room and sits there mesmerized as they work with bongs and blow out big white clouds. Trey had sex with lots of girls over the last 2 years and considers himself straight, although muscular male bodies have always intrigued him. But now he's feeling different, looking at them makes him fucking horny. Then suddenly someone plops down next to him on the couch. Trey turns his head and looks straight into the blue eyes of Kaden, who until last year worked as a lifeguard at the beach where he always goes. Every time he saw him on the beach, Trey was impressed by his body and could watch him from a distance for hours. Kaden blows out a cloud of smoke and asks “Do you want a hit?” Without knowing what he’s agreeing to, Trey nods and listens in a trance-like state to the explanation. When the stem is pressed between his lips and he hears “NOW” he begins to suck in steadily. When his lungs are full he blows it all out to quickly. “No, you have to hold it in your lungs longer before you blow it out… one more time!” says Kaden. After two more tries he gets the hang of it and blows thick clouds. After 7 hits Trey is so horny that he doesn't even realize that he has pulled his thick 10" cock out of his shorts and is pumping the shaft with both hands while a constant stream of precum flows from his glans. "WOW" says David to Shawn - the name of the dark muscular guy - while he is filming from a distance. "He's going to make a lot of money" answers Shawn who is filming another group with a camera. David moves a little closer to get a good view of Kaden explaining to Trey how a gunshot works. The first few are awkward, but on the third Trey pushes his tongue into Kaden's mouth, which ends in a fierce game of tongue wrestling. Kaden pulls his head away and stands on the couch. He pulls his hard 9” cock in advance and presses his glans against Trey’s lips, who automatically opens his mouth. Slowly the cock slides further into his mouth. Without being instructed he places his hands on Kaden’s hips and instinctively begins to suck and lick. In the meantime, pre-cum continues to flow from the glans of Trey’s cock — which is standing straight up. Kaden beckons a twink boy and points to that pre-cum covered cock. The twink takes a seat between Trey’s legs and swallows the entire length in one go. A wave of pleasure goes through Trey’s body, which relaxes his throat further, allowing Kaden to slide his cock deeper inside. Kaden takes Trey’s hands and maneuvers them to his nipples. The twink gets a point pressed into his hands by David and knows exactly what is expected. He takes the dick out of his mouth and wipes the cock clean and dry. The cock is so hard that the veins are clearly visible and while Trey is distracted the twink finds a vein. He pulls the plunger back to see if it’s in the vein and then slowly pushes the contents in. After removing the point, the twink massages the penis to ensure the Tina enters the bloodstream. Trey’s eyes open wide as an intense wave rips through his body. This is the signal for Kaden to pull his cock out. After heavy coughing , Trey throws his head back and tenses his abs, making his eight-pack even more visible and making his cock swell. Ropes of cum shoot out of his cock as he lets out a deep groan. The twink doesn’t hesitate for a moment, turns around and with force pushes his tight hole onto the cock. “I can feel his cum filling me up completely… can’t wait until his cum is toxic too” the twink moans! After 5 minutes the twink lets the cock slide out of his ass and there is still cum dripping from the glans. “I’m so fucking horny… I want more!” Trey groans. To which Kaden responds, “You’re going to get more, but we have to go to the bathroom first.” He helps him up and guides him to the bathroom. After half an hour, Trey comes out of the bathroom groaning and drops onto the couch. A huge horniness is building inside his ass, so he pulls up his leg and tries to push two of his fingers inside. Kaden sits between his legs and pushes his fingers away. He asks, “Can I help you?” and Trey groans “Yes”. He grabs lube and squirts it on the ass and on the fingers of his right hand. With his left hand he shakes some white powder from a bag over the fingers, after which he starts to push two inside. “An extra booty bump wouldn’t hurt” says Kaden grinning. The sphincter relaxes more and more and after 10 minutes there are 4 fingers inside. “I’ve been dreaming about this since I first saw you” says Kaden. To which Trey replies with “I didn’t know what I really wanted, but now I know I never want anything else”. “We can give you something that will bond us forever… a gift that makes you part of our group… Do you want that?” Kaden asks. “YES… GIVE” Trey pleads. “Just know that you can’t go back!” Kaden said. “I WANT IT… I WANT YOU!” This was what Kaden wanted to hear. He pulled his fingers out, lubed up his cock and placed the head of his cock against the closing sphincter. With a firm grip he pushed his cock in until he could take no more. Trey’s mouth was wide open but he made no sound. Kaden pulled his cock out and rammed it back in. He repeated this until the head of his cock passed the second sphincter. The feeling of the second sphincter gripping his cock head caused him to deposit his POZ seed deep inside that NEG ass for the first time. “Feel that… that’s my POZ seed that will bond us forever” Kaden groaned. As the second sphincter relaxed he began to fuck the ass hard. “GIVE ME MORE CUM… MAKE ME POZ TOO” Trey groaned. After 40 minutes of pumping and 4 loads of POZ seed Kaden pulled out and yells “Who’s next?”. “Me” shouted a familiar voice. “We are already blood relatives… but after today we share even more”. Trey watched as his nephew TJ, who is a month younger, took a seat between his legs and in one smooth movement slid his 8” cock inside. Later David told that TJ became part of the group on the day he turned 18. After TJ, more guests followed who deposited their POZ semen. The next day Trey was told that everything had been filmed and that they would put the film on their site “POZSLAM” where their donors could stream the film for a fee. He was given the choice: face unrecognizable and then not share in the proceeds or recognizable in the picture and no longer have to work. Trey chose the latter and was a success from day 1. In the first month all members had earned 7000 dollars each from that one film. Two weeks after the initiation Trey got the fuckflu and he tested positive. He also had someone in mind for the next meeting who could be an asset to the group. There is a 19-year-old Moroccan guy who has moved into the street and who is very eager to make new friends and Trey can't wait to pump gallons of POZ cum up his ass. SHALL I CONTINUE?

Sorry for the slow start Part 1 - Intro Travis POV- I’m Travis, I’m a 5’ 8” blonde haired, green eyed white boy that just turned 18. I have a wonderful twink body that requires no attention but gets all the attention from girls and guys. I’m attracted to both but am very shy. I’ve never gotten past 2nd base with anyone. I have this best friend named Garth. I’m totally in love with him and will do anything he asks me to. We’ve talked about doing sexual things together but I usually chicken out due to my shyness. My parents are going out of town for the weekend and I’m going to spend it with Garth. He wants to hit up a party and he swears that he has found some sort of medicine that will help us relax. I really hope so. I really want to lose my virginity to my best friend. Today is the day of the party. I got all ready for this event that I had no idea about. I am hoping that we only stay at the party for a short while. Maybe we can come back to my place or go over to his place. I hope that everything will work out alright and we get to some sexual experience. I bought an enema set just for this special weekend. I followed the gay instructions and cleaned out; way out. I’m ready to do, just waiting on Garth to pick me up. I stare at my phone longingly, waiting for his text message. I start to mentally go over everything I had to go over for the night. - Clean out – check. - Shave everything smooth – check. Not that I really needed that one, I’m pretty naturally smooth. I just like to shave over to make sure. - Sexy underwear – check - Sexy new cologne – check - Condom in my pocket – check. Needed safety if we get that far. Text message hits my phone. It is Garth. He is out front waiting for me. I’m so nervous but ready for anything. I grab my house keys and head out the door. Garth POV- I’m Garth. I’m 18 and a half. I’m 5’ 10’’. I have jet back hair and piercing brown eyes. My body is right between twink and twunk thanks to the in house gym I have at home. I was also a virgin up until a few weeks ago. I mean, technically I still was but now I’ve given head and gotten head back. I even had 2 fingers in me while I was getting sucked off. It felt amazing. I attended this party at a friend of a friend’s place. He ended up pulling out some T for some of us to smoke. I didn’t want to be the only one not having fun so I also smoked some with the crowd. I say crowd but I ended up alone with Reggie. One thing led to another and suddenly we were going at it a bit. The second time I met up with Reggie was a week later and it was just the 2 of us. We hung out and smoked. The the next thing I remember is his body slapping into mine. That’s when I knew I was no longer a virgin. I was pretty high and loved every moment of it. I really liked Reggie and his bomb smoke. He told me I could come back but I had to bring a friend. He didn’t say why but I think I have an idea. Anyways, as soon as he said to bring a friend, I immediately thought of my best friend Travis. If anyone needed to unwind a little it was him. Plus he says he has the whole weekend to have fun without any interloping parents. But most importantly, I wanna see him on all 4’s begging for some dick like I was. I got ready to the evening the way any other guy does. Shower, shave, and overdue it on the cologne. Haha. I laugh because I know we are gonna be a sweaty mess soon enough. I know I loved trying the smoke out. I cant wait to see how Travis looks all smoked out. My dick starts to thicken just thinking of it. I calm myself down and get into my car. I’m driving over and get to Travis’s house. I text him and wait a few minutes until he ventures out. I ask him how he’s doing and I get a calm response of I’m ok. I laugh to myself, oh we’re gonna be a whole lot better than ok in a bit. I wait for him to buckle up and then im off to the races. I drive about 10 mins away and pull up to my favorite place on Earth, Reggie’s place. I text him that we are there and he opens the garage door. I pull my car right into the garage. As the garage door drops and finishes moving, I turn to Travis and say No going back now. I smile a handsome grin give him a kiss on the cheek. We exit the car and are greeted at the garage/kitchen door. There stands Reggie, our great host for the night. Part 2 - Reggie’s pad Reggie stood in the doorway. He is a a 5’ 11 African American man in his early 40’s. He has a muscular frame with broad shoulders. He has great pecks and arms. He is dressed in a black shirt and a pair of jeans. He has a very commanding presence; very alpha male feeling. This was went through Travis’s mind as he stared up at the man. R: please come in boys. The boys followed Reggie into the living room and sat on the large sectional couch. Travis sat right in the middle and Travis sat on one side of him. Reggie stayed standing up. R: are you boys thirsty? I can get us a couple of cokes. T: That will be great. Reggie disappeared into the kitchen. He cracked open 3 cokes and looks over at the boys. They are still sitting quietly on the couch. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a vial and drops some thick liquid the cokes. He shakes them briefly before taking them into the living room for his guests. R: I hope you guys like your coke. They taste Great. All three take drinks from their cans. T: Oh mine must a be a little old. It has a bitter taste to it. G: Mine tastes great. I don’t know what you are talking about. R: I’m sorry. Would you like another? T: oh no, it’s fine, I drink them how they come **smile**. A nervous Travis downs his coke. Reggie picks up a remote and starts some music to fill the silence. T: I thought this was supposed to be a party? Where is everyone? R: oh I though Garth told you. We thought we could hand just us for a while before the parTy. So we can all relax a bit and see where the night goes. G: Yeah, I know how you are with too many new people so we decided this would be better. At least for a little while. T: Oh thank you for thinking of me. I thought that we were going to work on our stuff separately like after the party. G: Don’t worry. Reggie is just going to watch, observed and help guide use through this. He just wants to watch. It’s one of his things he likes, to watch younger guys parTy get wild. I’m getting ahead of myself though. Garth turns toward Reggie who already pulled out the black leather bag. Garth unzipped the bag and brought out the contents onto the coffee table. G: I’m going to show you how to relax and just go with things. Just like he showed me. T: Show me what? What is all that stuff. Garth pulled out a pipe and lighter and baggie filled with T. he opened baggie and filled the pipe. G: This is called Tina. It works like magic. You’ve got to try it with me. Garth lit the bowl and melted the T inside the bowl. The smoke started to collect and then through the pipe into his lungs. Garth held it a moment and then pushed out a big white cloud of smoke. G: okay, your turn. Here hold it like I was. And I’ll light it for you. Don’t suck until you see the smoke start to collect. Okay? Travis was overwhelmed. He was apprehensive about this situation and especially with a drug he’d never heard of. But his beloved asked and he gave in. Travis put the pipe up to his mouth and let Garth light the bowl. He breathed in G: Now hold it a moment. Good… now breath out. Travis let out a medium sized cloud. G: Good try. Now do another, this time bigger. Travis breathed in and held it. Breathing out another medium sized cloud but bigger than the first. Reggie stood up and reached for the pipe. R: Here, let me show you. Reggie took out a small torch and used it on the bowl. He blew out a huge white cloud that filled the line of vision for a moment. R: like that little boy. He hands the pipe back to Travis along with the torch. Repeating what he had just witnessed, he lit the bowl up with the torch and blew out a huge white cloud. R: Good boy Trying to impress the alpha male, Garth book the next hit using the torch and he too blew out a room full of clouds. R: Good Boys. Again. Oh, did you want another coke? G: Sure I’ll take one. We’ll share one. Reggie walked back to the kitchen knowing the boys were busy with their cloud competition. He didn’t even half to sneak with the G. He just pulled it right out and gave a double dose in the can. Reggie walked back to the living room with a can of soda and a wet towel. R: here you go. Another soda and a wet towel to cool off the pipe to refill it. Here hand me the pipe and I’ll refill it. Garth took 2 big bulps of the coke and sat down. G: is it me, or is it really hot in here? T: oh yes, it is warm. R: oh let me go turn on the AC but feel free to take your shirts off. I know I will be. Reggie got up and turned the thermostat on. Walking back he had his shirt already over his shoulder. He walked over to the boys. R: here let me help you. Reggie pulls Garth’s shirt right up and over his head. He does the same to Travis. Reggie started the next bowl with the torch and handed them back to Travis. He took a huge hit and tried to pass it to Garth but Garth seemed to be almost sleeping. T: Garth, are you alright? R: oh he’ll be alright. He’s just overheating because of the T. look he get better the more clothes I take off of him. Reggie practically rips the pants open and pull them down and off his legs. He wasn’t wearing any underwear and just sat there in the nude. His dick was semi hard and leaking precum. Reggie squeazed the boys nipples and then used his finger to collect some precum from his leaking dick. He pushed the finger to Travis’s mouth. Travis had never tasted such an amazing taste. T: OMG that is amazing. Is he okay? R: Yeah he just needs to cool off a bit and he’ll be white as rain. We should probably try to cool down too or we might overheat too. Travis didn’t need to hear anything more. He just listened to the alpha and dropped his pants and underwear. He revealed his own semi. Before he could even register that he was naked with Reggie, Reggie was naked too with his hard 9” dick sticking straight out and slight curve to the right. He used the same finger to scoop up some of his own precum and pushed it to Travis’s mouth and again he licked it all up.

The two dicks had me stretched out so much. I couldn’t move. The g and t had me flying high and the pleasure of the two dicks going in and out had me so hard and then I started to feel I was getting close and I got tight and I could feel they were getting close too. I felt their dicks swell up. Daddy was biting my neck and the jock was making out with me while choking my throat hard with his hands. I started to cum and felt them flooding me. We laid piled up while we caught our breaths. The jock asked if we wanted to come to his place. Daddy asked me what I thought. I felt their dicks soften a bit and slid out. And cum and sweat was dripping everywhere. I said I needed a break to shower and get some air. We hit the showers together and lots of other guys which probably heard us fucking where looking at us thirsting. i was thinking about what had just happened. I had never done meth (I still didn’t know I had done g so I thought the whole effect was the meth) but I had enjoyed the fuck out of this. My ass was sore. I had been here for almost the entire eight hours so I knew we had to leave but I also knew I wanted more. I told the jock and the daddy I wanted more. They smiled and they said, well take care of you boy. we rinsed off, dried out, got dressed and left we went back to the city and went into this huge apartment that had large master bedroom with a sling over the bed the daddy gave me a glass of juice and said this has some g in it like the gatorades, have some you already like it, I was kind of liking that he had tricked me into doing drugs and was grateful that they knew what and how much to give me. the jock brought out some leather cuffs and he put them on my ankles and wrists, “well use this through the night”then he brought out a bong and hand it to me and told me to smoke until I finished the bowl Then he turned to the desk in front of the bed and there was a huge screen on top of it. He logged on to a zoom room and all of a sudden there were a lot of squares showing various rooms like ours with naked guys fucking or smoking or just hanging out. I saw we were on one of the squares. We looked hot. The daddy with a cock ring around his uncut 9” cock and had put on a leather harness. The jock had a muscled hairy chest and he was also hard showing an 8” cock had taken a bottle of lube and started pouring it all over my body. I’m slim and you could see him rubbing it over my six pack. My dick had gone soft even though I was horny as fuck so they told me to put on a jockstrap. I was watching all this while taking bigger and bigger hits of the bong and the room was covered in a huge cloud.

Fuck yeah! a few times by a PA and once by a frenum ladder! Both intense. Iprefer the PA! I think I will try to get in touch with him again soon!

It felt fucking amazing, my hole was extremely wet and loose. I remember a dude came over at the end and ate my hole and sucked the cum out of my ass - we swapped it as me made out.

I prefer having sex 🤪

Looking for a dominant top to collar me and use me as their weekend slave while I fulfill my military duties during the week. No drugs, poppers okay. My dominant top would have full control over what goes. Collared, chained, bondage would be ideal. Pimp me out to your friends as I’m just a fucking man whore looking to be used.

Just as the door opens again, the fabric of the blindfold tightens around my eyes, plunging my world into a suffocating darkness once more. The metallic click of the lock echoes through the small, stale hotel room, leaving me vulnerable and exposed. The sound of heavy boots crossing the floorboards fills the void, their rhythmic thuds growing louder, closer. I can't help but tense up, my heart pounding against my ribcage like a caged animal desperate for escape. I feel his presence before I hear his gruff voice, the scent of his desire thick in the air, a potent mix of sweat and something musky. "Look at you," he murmurs, his breath hot and heavy against my ear, sending shivers down my spine. His large hands come to rest on my hips, squeezing them roughly. I can feel his arousal pressing against my lower back, a blunt reminder of what's to come. "Such a pretty cumdump." The words resonate within me, a stark reality of the night's unfolding events. He runs his hand over the new tattoo above my ass, tracing the outline of the words etched into my skin. "Nice tats," he says, his voice thick with lust. "That bitch knew what she was doing." His words are a slap in the face, but they also stir a strange sense of excitement within me. I'm his plaything, marked for all to see, and the thought of being used like this is intoxicating. "Too bad she only wanted to ink you up if she got to ride that sweet ass first," he adds, his voice dripping with a malicious pleasure. As he speaks, he reaches down and fiddles with the chastity cage, giving it a cruel twist. I let out a whine of pain, my cock straining against the unforgiving plastic. "Looks like you're going to be my little cumdump for the night," he says, his grip tightening. "But don't worry, I'll make sure you're worth it." His other hand snakes around to my front, groping at my crotch. Despite the pain, I feel myself growing hard at his touch, my body betraying me once again. He laughs darkly at my response, his hand moving to give my ass a hard slap. The sound echoes through the room, mixing with my muffled yelp of surprise. "Seems like you're already enjoying your new role," he says, his voice low and smoky. "But let's not get ahead of ourselves. First things first." With that, he steps back, leaving me trembling and exposed. I can feel his eyes roving over my body, taking in every inch of my naked form, the strange biohazard symbol on my asscheek standing out against my pale skin. The anticipation is agonizing as I wait for his next move, my senses heightened to a fever pitch. The smack of skin on skin still lingers in the air, a stark reminder of his dominance. I can feel the warmth spreading from my cheek, a delicious burn that somehow seems to radiate straight to my cock, making it throb painfully within its confines. The plastic cage feels tighter than ever, a constant reminder of my submission.. "You're going to be the talk of the club, you know," he says, his voice a gruff purr. The sound of fabric sliding over skin, the jingle of his belt buckle as he unclasps it, and the soft thump of his pants hitting the floor are the only sounds in the room. "DominantDaddy always knows how to pick 'em. And now you're all ours, to use and abuse as we see fit." His words send a jolt of excitement through me, even as fear tightens its icy grip. I'm part of something now, something bigger than just this one anonymous encounter. He steps closer, the sound of his bare feet on the carpeted floor almost inaudible. The cool metal of the poppers canister touches my cheek, and I flinch instinctively. "Open up," he commands, and I obey, feeling the tip of the bottle press against my nostrils. A sudden burst of cold fills my nasal cavity, and the room spins as the heady, musky scent overwhelms me. I gasp, my body responding with an involuntary jolt of pleasure that makes my toes curl. He starts to undress, his movements slow and deliberate, each article of clothing revealing more of his toned, hairy body. His cock is already hard, bobbing with anticipation as he takes in the sight of me, blindfolded and bound, my body adorned with the marks of ownership. "You're going to love this," he murmurs. Every time I take a hit, you take one too." I nod, eager to please despite the fear knotting in my stomach. The sound of him snapping open the poppers becomes a symphony in the quiet room, the faint hiss of the rushing nitrite gas the only melody. I follow his lead, inhaling deeply as he brings the bottle to my nose. The cold rush hits me like a wave, the intensity making my head spin. My senses become heightened, my heart racing as the blood rushes to my cock, the pain from the cage fading into a delicious throb. Before I know it, the tip of his cock is pressing against my ass, the warmth of his shaft against my skin sending a shiver up my spine. He doesn't waste any time, pushing forward without preamble. I feel myself stretch to accommodate him, the poppers making my body more pliable, more receptive to his invasion. With a grunt, he breaches my hole, the head of his cock popping in with a wet sound that makes me want to moan. I can't help but push back, eager for more, even though the cage is a constant, frustrating reminder of my own denied pleasure The poppers continue to flow between us, our breaths coming in harsh pants as we both inhale deeply. The scent fills my nostrils, mixing with the smell of his body, the faint tang of the ink from the tattoos still lingering. Each sniff sends another shock of pleasure through me, making me arch my back, silently begging for him to go deeper, faster, harder. He seems to understand my unspoken cues, his pace increasing until he's pounding into me with a ferocity that leaves me breathless. The bed beneath me creaks with the force of his thrusts, the cheap headboard knocking against the wall in a steady rhythm that's as erotic as it is mundane. Every ridge, every vein of his cock is etched into my consciousness, the sensation so intense that I can almost feel his pulse as he fucks me. The poppers have heightened my senses to an unbearable peak, each nerve ending in my ass screaming for more. The pain from the cage has morphed into a strange symphony of agony and ecstasy, each thrust causing the plastic to dig into my tender flesh while the poppers flood my system with endorphins. I'm lost in a sea of sensation, my mind a whirlwind of desire and submission. His hands are everywhere, gripping my hips, squeezing my nipples, tracing the biohazard symbol on my asscheek with a fingertip that feels like fire. The room is a cacophony of our gasps and grunts, the slap of flesh on flesh, and the occasional squelch of cum as he drives deeper. His breath is hot and ragged against the back of my neck, and I can feel the wetness of his precum coating my ass, a slippery promise of what's to come. With every thrust, he hits my prostate, a precise, punishing rhythm that sends shockwaves of pleasure through my body. It's a delicious agony, a sensation so intense that it feels like I'm being electrified from the inside out. My legs are trembling, my muscles tense and quivering, as I try to push back against him, to take more, to get closer to the edge that I know is just out of reach. The chastity cage is a constant throb, a pulsing reminder of my denied climax. Then, just when I think I can't take it anymore, just when I feel like I'm going to shatter into a million pieces, he stops. His cock is buried deep inside me, thick and hot, and I can feel his body tense up. He groans, a deep, guttural sound that resonates through me. With a wicked chuckle, he pulls out, leaving me feeling empty and used. The sound of his cock slipping out of my ass is obscene, a wet pop that seems to echo in the small space. I whimper at the sudden absence, my body begging for more. His chuckle turns into a full-blown laugh, and I feel his hand come down hard on my ass again. "Greedy little slut," he says, his voice thick with amusement. "You want it that badly?" He leans in closer, his breath hot on the back of my neck as he whispers in my ear. "No orgasm for you tonight, little cumdump," he says, his voice a low growl. "You're here to serve real men. And to be filled up with our special cum." His words send a shiver down my spine, a mix of dread and anticipation. I don't know what he means with special. He laughs, and his laughter is like a knife twisting in my gut. "You really are a naive little thing," he says, his voice thick with amusement. "But don't worry, we'll make sure you learn your place." His hand comes down on my ass again, this time with more force, leaving a stinging handprint. The pain is a stark contrast to the pleasure that had been building within me, a harsh reminder of my predicament. As he starts to dress, the rustling of his clothes is a symphony of disappointment and despair. I can feel the sticky warmth of his cum leaking out of me, a reminder of what I've become. A nameless, faceless hole for his pleasure. The plastic chastity cage is a cold, unyielding presence between my legs, a constant taunt to my desperate arousal. My breathing slows as the high from the poppers begins to wane, leaving me with the bitter taste of denial. I'm still blindfolded, my world a haze of pain and pleasure, my senses acute to every sound, every smell. The scent of his cum is thick in the air, mingling with the musk of the hotel room. The sticky trickle down my thighs is the only proof that this wasn't just a feverish dream. The door creaks open again, and the sound of leather on leather fills the room. Heavy footsteps approach, and a new voice, deep and gruff, speaks. "DominantDaddy always has the best taste," the stranger says, his tone one of greedy excitement. The man who just used me chuckles, patting my ass. "This one's a real treat," he agrees, his hand lingering on the plump flesh. "Already warmed up and ready to go." The first man's boots move away, and the sound of the door closing is like a door slamming shut on my last shred of hope. The new presence looms over me, his scent a heady mix of leather and something faintly metallic. I feel the mattress dip as he sits on the edge of the bed, his calloused hands gently stroking the small of my back. His touch is surprisingly gentle, a stark contrast to the brutal use I've just endured. "Don't worry, little one," he says, his voice a soothing rumble. "We're going to take good care of you." His fingers trace the biohazard symbol on my asscheek, his touch sending a jolt of something new through me. It's not lust or fear, but a strange, dark excitement that makes my heart race even faster. "You're going to be our little secret, aren't you?" The door opens again, and the sound of multiple sets of boots fills the room. My heart skips a beat, the anticipation of what's to come making my stomach clench. The sound of the men talking, low and gruff, sends a shiver down my spine. They're discussing me, I can tell, their words a mix of lewd comments and crude jokes that I can't quite make out through the fabric of the blindfold. I feel a strange thrill at being the center of their attention, a thrill that's tainted with the bitter edge of fear. The first man's voice is closer now, his hands on me once more. He's undressing, his clothes rustling as they hit the floor. The smell of precum and sweat fills the air, a heady scent that makes my cock throb in its plastic prison. He takes a hit from the poppers, and the sound of the gas escaping is like a gunshot in the quiet room. I hear the second man do the same, his intake of breath a little sharper, a little more eager. The first man's hand moves to the chastity cage, giving it a little shake. "Looks like you're going to be popular tonight," he says, his voice a dark caress that sends a shiver down my spine. "We've got a whole lineup of cocks just waiting for you." He runs his thumb over my swollen lips, tracing the outline of the cage before moving down to tease my asshole. I feel it stretch around the girth of his cock, the plastic pressing uncomfortably against the sensitive flesh. "Ready for more?" The anticipation is a living thing, a coil of heat in my stomach that tightens with every passing moment. I nod, my voice a muffled whimper against the fabric of the blindfold. I'm not sure if I'm ready, but my body seems to have a mind of its own, eager to please, eager to be used. He doesn't wait for my reply, instead lining his shaft up with my well-used hole and pushing in with a single, forceful thrust. My mouth opens of its own accord as the tip of another cock brushes against my lips. The scent of lust fills the air, the taste of precum and sweat already coating my tongue. I don't hesitate, eager to prove my worth as the cumdump I've been marked to be. I take it in, the smooth, velvety head sliding over my tongue as the stranger's hand wraps around the base, guiding my movements. His grip is firm but gentle, a silent communication that tells me exactly what he wants, what he expects from me. As he fucks my throat, the others murmur their approval, the sound of their voices a chorus of lust and greed. They talk over me, discussing my body like it's a piece of meat, a toy for them to use and discard. And yet, the degradation only serves to heighten my arousal, the pain and humiliation a potent aphrodisiac that makes my blood race. The biohazard symbol on my asscheek seems to pulse with every beat of my heart, a strange brand of belonging that I can't quite comprehend. "Look at him, so eager to please," one of them says, his voice a gravelly purr. "Such a good little cumdump." The words resonate within me, a dark thrill that makes me want to push harder, to take more. The cock in my mouth stretches my throat, the head bumping against the back of my mouth as he fucks me with a steady rhythm. The taste of him is bitter and salty, a reminder that I'm nothing but a hole to be filled and used. Then, as the man fucking my ass starts to tense, I feel the heat of his orgasm building. His breath is hot and ragged, his hips slamming into me with the force of his release. Just as he starts to come, the cock in my mouth pulls out, leaving me gasping for air. But before I can even process the sudden emptiness, another one takes its place, the stranger's grip on my head firm as he guides me onto his shaft. I can feel the sticky wetness of the last man's precum on my chin, a reminder of what I'm here for. As the new man starts to thrust into my mouth, the one who just filled me up with his seed pulls out with a wet plop that echoes through the room. The sound is met with a chorus of laughter and crude comments from the others, their voices a cacophony of depravity. "Looks like you're going to be our little party favor," one of them says, and the anticipation in his tone sends a thrill through me. The next man behind me doesn't waste any time, his cock pushing past the ring of muscle with an ease that speaks of practice. He fucks me like a beast in heat, his hips slapping against my ass with a wet, obscene sound that fills the room. I can feel his balls slap against my caged cock with every thrust, the plastic chastity device a cruel reminder of my own denied pleasure. His grip on my hips is bruising, his nails digging into my skin as he uses me roughly, his breath hot and ragged in my ear. His strokes are deep and punishing, each one sending a bolt of pleasure-pain through me that makes my toes curl. He's not gentle, he doesn't care about my plessure, my feelings or pain.He's all about claiming and marking his territory, his grunts and growls a symphony of possession. I'm just a thing to him, a warm hole to be filled and used, and the knowledge sends a thrill through me that's almost as intense as the sensation of his cock filling me up. As he reaches his peak, the pressure inside me builds to an unbearable crescendo, and with a roar, he empties himself into me. His warm cum spurts deep, coating my insides with a thick, sticky heat that makes me shiver. But even as he pulls out, the void is filled immediately, another cock sliding in without so much as a pause. The plastic chastity cage digs into my skin, a constant reminder of my place as the night's entertainment. The next man is quicker, more urgent in his movements. His hands are rougher, his grip bruising as he fucks me like a wild animal claiming its prey. The sound of his hips smacking against my ass fills the room, punctuating the wet, sloppy noises of my being used. He doesn't bother with the poppers, just drives in and out of me with a feral intensity that has me panting for air, my mouth open and gagging around the cock in my mouth. As the fourth man comes, the fifth is already there, lined up and ready to take his place. The smooth, slick sensation of cum being pushed out by the newcomer's shaft makes me want to scream, the feeling of being so completely filled and used making my body tremble. The cock in my mouth pulls out, and the taste of cum is bitter on my tongue. I'm passed around like a toy, a vessel for their pleasure, and every cell in my body is alight with the dark thrill of it all. The men come and go, their grunts and groans the only indication of their release. They speak in low, guttural tones, sharing jokes and compliments about my tightness, my obedience. I'm not a person to them, just a cumdump to be used and discarded. And yet, with every thrust, every hot spurt inside me, I feel a sense of belonging, a twisted satisfaction that I'm serving my purpose. The biohazard symbol on my asscheek feels like a badge of honor, a mark that says I'm theirs to use and abuse. As one man pulls out, another takes his place, the plastic chastity cage a constant presence, a reminder of my submission. I can feel the sticky mess inside me, their cum mixing with my own juices, creating a wet, sloppy mess that leaks out of my ass with every movement. The smell of sex is thick in the air, a heady perfume that fills my nostrils and makes me want to beg for more. The sounds of the men around me are a blur, a symphony of grunts and zips and the shuffling of clothes. The bed beneath me is a battleground of passion and debauchery, the mattress stained with sweat and cum. I can't tell who's who anymore, their voices and scents all blending into one overwhelming force of masculinity and lust. Each cock feels different, some thick and veiny, others smooth and long, each leaving their own distinct mark on my insides. The chastity cage is a constant throb of torment and temptation, a painful reminder of my denied release. Yet, with every new man that enters me, that pain morphs into something else entirely. It's as if each of their orgasms is a drop in an ocean of pleasure, building and building until I'm drowning in a sea of sensation. I've lost count of how many times they've come inside me, their seed mixing with my own desperation, creating a hot, sticky mess that trickles down my thighs and pools on the floor. As the night wears on, the sounds of their climaxes grow distant, the weight of their bodies lifted from my back one by one. The room begins to empty, the footsteps of the last few stragglers fading away, leaving me alone with the last man still fucking my ass. His thrusts are slower than the rest, more deliberate, as if savoring the feeling of my body clenching around his shaft. The bed creaks in protest under our combined weight, the headboard knocking out a steady rhythm against the wall. The plastic cage is a cold, unyielding presence, a stark contrast to the heat and friction of his cock in my ass. His breath is hot on my neck, his teeth grazing my ear as he whispers, "You're going to love this, little cumdump." I can feel the tension in his body, the tightening of his grip on my hips as he prepares to add his load to the many already sloshing inside me. My own cock is a throbbing ache, trapped in its plastic prison, the constant pressure making me want to scream. With a final, brutal thrust, he releases his hot, thick cum deep within my bowels, filling me up until I'm stretched to the limit. His grunt is low and satisfied, his grip on my hips loosening slightly as he holds himself inside me, savoring the feeling of his seed spilling into my ass. And then he pulls out, the emptiness left behind making me feel even more used and discarded. "DominantDaddy will be so proud of you," he murmurs, his voice a dark caress that sends a shiver down my spine. I nod, muffled by the fabric of the blindfold, my mouth still filled with the taste of precum sweat and a hint of piss.The words are a strange mix of comfort and humiliation, a reminder that I'm here to serve, to be used by anyone who wants me. And even though I'm drained, my body still thrums with an unquenched hunger for more. He starts to dress, the rustle of fabric the only sound in the otherwise silent room. I can't see him, but I can feel his presence as he pulls on his leather pants, the zipper a metallic whisper that echoes in the emptiness. I take a deep breath, inhaling the last lingering traces of poppers. The cold rush fills my nose, and for a brief moment, the world sharpens into focus. My thoughts swirl, a tornado of need and fear. But the drug quickly takes hold, blurring the edges until all I can think about is the ache between my legs and the warm, sticky mess coating my thighs. "The next one will be special," he says, his voice a low rumble that sends a tremor through my body. He sounds almost gleeful, the kind of excitement a kid has before opening a present on Christmas morning. "We want to make sure all our special swimmers deliver their gift to the right place inside you." The words hang in the air, thick with meaning. It's a promise and a threat all rolled into one, a dark thrill that makes my heart race. The door clicks shut behind him, leaving me alone with the sticky remnants of the men who've claimed me. I take a deep breath, the scent of their combined lust still heavy in the air. My body is a canvas of pain and pleasure, a battleground of sensation that I can't escape. But before I can even begin to process the events of the night, I hear new footsteps approaching outside.

I was 16 and I asked my then gf to fist me. I enjoyed it so much that after that first time, I was able to fit it into my schedule about every few weeks.

I can't imagine not taking a cock fresh from some one else's ass. Especially if it has cum or piss on it! To me,chat is a feature, not a bug of piggy group play....

A cock has just fucked a sloppy cunt & he pulls out. What is a pig slut to do but, get down on it & clean a Tops weapon. That is why we are known as cock hungry pigs.

Chapter Sixteen I woke up in the backseat of Jack's car in only my jockstrap. My head was throbbing and my mouth felt like it was filled with kitty litter. I moaned slightly and Jack said from the front seat, “There's water on the floorboard, drink a lot.” “Thanks,” I croaked as I fumbled around for a bottle. Finding one I twisted it open and downed it in one gulp. Tossing the empty I grabbed another and took another long swig. I laid back down on the seat, the feeling of the moving car was relaxing as all fuck. “Was my dad there?” I asked all of a sudden. “No, but we found a new kink for you.” I closed my eyes and groaned, “Fuck, what is wrong with me?” “What? Nothing is dude. Your dad is fucking hot, I'd want him to fuck me too.” “But he's my dad!” “And? Logan is my brother and I fuck him on the regular, what's the big deal?” “Um, we're related?” “And?” I had no answer to that. “Look man, you're going to have to come to realization that things are considered weird only because people think they're weird. Nothing in the world is automatically wrong or right, it's all about how you see things. If your dad wasn't your dad you'd be drooling over him, the only thing stopping you from acting on is it the fact the world says you shouldn't try to fuck your dad.” “That he'd try to kill me if I did.” “Not true, get anyone horny enough they'll fuck anything.” I sat up, “My dad is a thousand percent straight.” “So were you a week ago, and now look at you.” He had a point. “No, forget it. I am not going to get my dad to fuck me.” “Ok,” Jack said with a smile, “But that's your choice, not mine.” I dropped the subject, but the image of it would not leave my mind. We got back to Jack's house and I stumbled into the shower and rinsed off since I had dried cum all over me. As I washed myself off I imagined my dad in front of me, water pooling off of him, his muscles glistening under the water... I shook my head and went back to washing...my dick did not drop the image as fast though as it started to harden. Shaking it off I finished up and walked out into Jack's room, drying off. Jack was sitting on the side of his bed, checking his phone. “Dude,” I said getting his attention. He looked up and I looked down at my half hard cock. “Seriously?” he said with a laugh, “You just got trained by like four guys.” I felt myself blush but he shook his head, “You want more?” he asked. I nodded. “Blackthorn was just asking me when we were coming back by,” he said holding his phone up. My cock twitched. “Ok, I'll tell him we're coming over. But you know he likes you stoned out of your mind, you ready for another hit of X?” I nodded, “And poppers?” He raised his eyebrows, “It's like I created a monster.” I hurried and dried off so I could throw some clothes on. We got to his house and my whole body was vibrating like I was about to go to Disneyland. Jack turned the car off and turned to me, “You see? I told you I knew what was best for you? What id getting fucked by four strangers get you? A desire for more. You trust me?” I nodded, “Completely.” “Ok come on, let's get you dosed so you can get fucked like the dog you are.” My cock twitched at being called a dog. The door opened as we walked up and Blackthorn filled the doorway, looking three kinds of pissed. “Young man what did I tell you about curfew?” he barked. I froze, realizing he was talking to me. “I'm sorry sir, it was my fault. We were...” Blackthorn didn't even glance at him, “Jack, this is between me and your brother, stay out of it. What do you have to say for yourself?” Oh god I was so turned on. “I-I'm sorry dad?” He grabbed my ear and pulled me in “Sorry isn't going to cut it!” I stumbled into the house and heard the door slam behind us. “I have told you if you're going to live in my house then it is my rules. You know the punishment for disobeying! STRIP!” Jack stood behind me with a slight smile on his face. “Dad!” I protested, “Jack is right there, can't we do this...” Blackthorn walked over and grabbed my shirt and practically tore it off of me, “I said fucking strip now!” I kicked my shoes off as I unbuttoned my jeans. Blackthorn looked over at Jack, “You too mister, strip.” Jack looked surprised by the started undressing too. I was naked, standing in his living room, as turned on as I ever had, “I'm done dad.” Blackthorn looked me up and down with a lustful eye, his eye pausing on my rock hard cock. He sat down in his chair and patted his lap, “Assume the position.” I moved towards him slowly, not sure what he meant and he grabbed my head and pulled me onto his lap, “When I tell you to do something, I expect it to be done!” He slapped my ass hard and I yelped in shock at the feeling of his hand across my cheek. He slapped me again and again and again, his stings piling up on top of each other, making me wince at first and then finally flinching. “I'm sorry!”I cried out as my ass began to burn. “Sorry isn't good enough!” he said continuing to wail on me. My has had to be glowing red bow and tears formed in my eyes as I squirmed under his blows. “Are. You. Going. To. Obey. Me?” he asked, a hard slap with each word. “Yes sir!” I cried out. “Who am I?” “I WILL DADDY! I PROMISE....I WILL!!” I was crying now, his hand was a blur on my tender butt. “You better!” he said, giving me two hard final slaps. I laid there, panting, my ass felt like it was literally on fire. “You, your turn.” he snapped at Jack. Jack, who was naked now, edged towards us and Blackthorn grabbed his wrist and brought him to his knees, “Make your brother feel better.” he said, shoving Jack's face at my ass. Slowly I felt Jack;s tongue trace over my tender skin, even hi licks stung but it also felt good., “All over, get all over.” He slathered all over my ass, his tongue licking every inch of my ass. It was so tender, so cold that I moaned in response. Blackthrorn grabbed my chin and made me look up at him, “I hate hurting you buddy, but you're a bad boy aren't you?” I nodded, “I'm sorry dad, I try...” Jack's tongue moved over a sensitive spot and I hissed...”Oh fuck...please dad no more...” “We aren't done bud, you know that,” he said slipping a finger into my mouth. I began to twirl my tongue around it, knowing that this is exactly what I wanted. “And you,” he said slapping the back of Jack's head, “Really get in there!” Jack's hands tenderly moved my cheeks apart and I felt him rooting around towards my hole, the tip of his tongue trailed around my hungry hole and I began to suck on Blackthron's finger all the more. “Eat your brother out, get him ready for the night,” he commanded Jack. Jack began to really dig into my hole, the pain from my spanking was fading as I felt his tongue touch my inner walls, making me want to get fucked so bad.... “Oh yeah Jack,” I called out, “Right there....that's it...” He responded by pushing even farther into me, making me squeal with joy. Jack's face was torn off my ass and I was dropped onto the ground, “Ok boys, you're both in big trouble.” Jack knelt next to me, our cocks both raging hard. “Who wants to go first?” I raised my hand, “I do daddy, please...please punish me first.” “Lay down on the ground, face first, hands behind your back.” I scrambled to assume the position, my hard cock pressed up against my abs and the floor. I heard him moving around and then he knelt down next to me, “Relax,” he said, placing something between my cheeks, a plastic tip nudging into my hole. I willed myself to just let it happen and he shoved it into me, and then a slow warmth filled my ass. I pushed back, feeling it burn through my guts. I groaned as the warmth engulfed me, my head just spinning in place. I kept pushing back, trying to shove the bottle further up my ass. I was completely fucked up. They were talking to each other but the words refused to focus, he took the bottle away and my ass felt cold. “Who's my good boy?” a voice asked, “Who is daddy's good boy?” “Daddy?” I asked, realizing it was my dad's voice. “Yeah bud, it's me. You my good boy?” “Oh daddy...my ass...it's so empty...” His hand moved over my abused cheeks, “I now sport, you want daddy to fill it?” I pushed my ass up, “Daddy...please....please...” God my head was fucking ringing. I felt my dad's face press between my cheeks, his stubble ticking the sides as his tongue forced it's way into me. “DAD!” I called out, feeling him enter me without hesitation. His tongue was so thick...so warm...I pushed back onto him, my head buried in the rug, my ass raised like the good cunt I was. “You like that bro?” Jack asked next to me, “You like our daddy eating you out?” Our? My head was so fogged...was Jack my brother? Did we have the same dad? The same dad with a thick tongue...so far into me... “Oh he's in me...” I panted, feeling him trash the walls of my ass again and again, “He's so far in me...” “Everett,” Jack said, making me look up. He was holding his hard cock in his hand, “Suck your brother's cock.” Jack was my brother? That was my brother's cock? My brother had such a fucking hot cock. I took the head into my mouth and moaned as I tasted his precum spread all over my tongue. I had never felt so fucking good before, my dad was eating my out while my brother started to pump his thick cock into me mouth, forcing me to suck him off. “Yeah, my big brother is little cum pig isn't he?” Jack said, running his fingers through my hair. I grunted around his dick as I felt dad shove my cheeks as far apart as they could, his tongue touching deep within me, making me want more. They both used me for a few minutes, driving me crazy with lust. Finally I came off my Jack's cock, “Daddy please fuck me!” My little brother grabbed my head and shoved it back down on his cock before I could beg some more. My dad's face came off of my ass and again, it was so cold and empty...I whined around the dick in my mouth. “My needy little boy wants daddy to fuck him?” I nodded around Jack's dick. “You gonna be my good boy from now on?” he said, his large, bulbous cockhead pressing up against my twitching, little jock hole. Oh god my dad was going to fuck me, I could feel the warmth of his massive dick just hovering by my ass, asking me for permission to enter. Without a second's hesitation I pushed back, feeling the cock that brought me into the world push into my abused hole, hearing my dad groan as he popped into me made a glob of cock snot escape my dick and gather around my abs. “Such a tight hole, my boy has such a tight little hole for daddy don't you?” I didn't stop, even though the walls of my ass were burning I wanted, no I needed my dad's cock in me as quickly as possible. “Oh yess...” he exclaimed as I buried myself on that dick, my hole literally spasming from forcing such a thick cock into me so quickly. “Dad....” I panted, Jack's dick escaping my mouth as I tried not to cry out in pain. My dad's big hands held my hips still as he felt my ass walls quiver around his meat, he was giving his pussy son time to adjust to his cock before he bred me like the cunt I was. “Yeah, he said running a hand down my muscular back, “Such a good boy...such a good, little faggot boy aren't you?” I nodded as I felt him slowly back out of my ass a quarter inch, taking my guts with him, I gasped and he pushed back into me, his dick smashing across my prostate like it was a traffic accident. The pain was forgotten as whatever the fuck I was stoned on combined with the pleasure of being fucked and I slammed my ass back as hard as I could, burying that cock deep within me. He chuckled as he pulled nearly all the way out of me and then pushed into me so hard I went down to my elbows. “Gonna fuck you like I fucked your momma,” he sneered as I whimpered from his assault. “You gonna be my cunt? You gonna be my live in cunt boy? He asked as he started to pile drive into me. “Yes daddy,” I exclaimed, “I'm your cunt...I'm your cunt boy....” “Daddy's little jock cunt...you be waiting at home for me? Waiting with that ass ready?” I nodded into the caret, “I will daddy, be naked, my cunt already wet for you to use...” “And your brother? You gonna let your little brother breed you?” “Jack too, anyone, I'll let anyone fuck me if you say so daddy....please...please...” I felt that cock slide out of me and I actually cried out and looked behind me in a panic. “Please daddy, please...I'll be a good boy, please fuck your boy....” He moved back up ti his chair and sat down, his cock towering upwards like a monument to everything that was sex, “Come show daddy how much you love him.” he said. I scrambled to my feet and climbed up over him, my aching hole sliding down over his dick, making me close my eyes and sigh in pure pleasure, “Daddy....” I moaned. “That's my big boy,” he said, holding my waist as I slid up and down on his cock, “Look at my big, jock pussy fucking himself.” “So good...dad you're so goood...” I babbled as that cock slid in and out of my guts with abandonment. “You love me boy?” he asked, licking the sweat off my neck as I kept fucking myself on him. “I love you daddy, I love you...” “You love your brother?” “I love Jack...I love you...I love...I love...” He stopped my bouncing and I felt Jack's cock press next to his and then forcec it's way into me. I let out a throaty moan as I felt my brother and my father's cock fight for room inside my tiny little jock pussy. The walls of my ass screamed as I felt both of them push into me, not caring if there was room or if I was ready. I held on to my dad's shoulders as they both started to fuck me raw, savagely just thrusting into me, both of those cocks adjusting my guts in ways I hadn't felt before. I held on for dear life as I felt them wreck my hole beyond belief. “You like this Ev?” Jack asked from behind me, “You want more?” “Fuck me, please...” I begged as I began to meet their thrusts. “You our cunt?” my dad asked, “You gonna be our new cunt?” “I'm your cunt, I'm your hole....” “Fuck I'm close...” Jack exclaimed. “Me too,” dad said, “His hole is fucking like a vice...” “You want some new brothers?” my dad asked me, “You want us to breed you with our seed?” The thought of my dad shooting in me, filling my cunt with his sperm.... “DADDY!” I cried out, just the thought of it pushing me to orgasm. “Gonna fucking make you pregnant, gonna shoot my babies in you...” “Breed me daddy, please....breed me...” “Fucking shooting....” Jack said as I felt his cock pulse in me, my dad's fat cock right behind me. My guts were filled with my brothers and sisters as I let my dad and brother use me as their cum dump. The thought that they had just used me as a willing cunt made my own cock throb and then begin to shoot load after load of cum between me and dad. I felt the warm splashes under my chin and on my chest, I saw globs hit dad's face and I licked each drop off like an obedient dog, trying to give his master as much pleasure as possible. My destroyed jock ass tried desperately to clench around the two cocks but it was wrecked, the wet, squelching sound as Jack pulled out of me evidence that I was going to be dripping cum for hours on end. I slid off my dad's lap and felt the warm trickle of my siblings down my leg as my ass spasmed, burping out cum bubbles one after another, as my cock fired dry blanks from my fucking. I laid there, as fucked as I ever had been, a content smile on my face as I heard my dad say, “That's my good slut.”

This is a bugchasing story with a lot of raceplay, unsafe sex and nasty debauchery. If you are not into sick, depraved stories. Don't read, just close the window and keep on living. If you are into sick and twisted stories, keep on reading. Enjoy!!! Classes at the college were dragging along, utterly slowly and without mercy. It was a hectic day, preparation for the exams were ongoing. I was in the classroom, listening to the teacher droning on whilst checking my cellphone. I was receiving texts from both Enix and Nadia. They were either telling me how they loved the feel of my tongue deep into their cunt or ass, or the way how I kissed them after. I received a couple of hot pics of their drooling cunts. There was a slight, yellowish discharge from Nadia's pussy. She showed the pic where she took the fingers into her cunt, jabbed it a bit and put it into her tongue, sucking it off. Paying no attention to the class, I just responded how much I loved her nasty cunt and was looking forward to fuck her again. It went on for a while until I received a message from an unfamiliar number. It said: What'cha lookin at pumpkin? Who is this? How did you get this number? Enix gave me ur numbah an she told me im ur gurl and im behind u I remembered now who she is. It's my faux girlfriend with heavy raceplay tendencies. Her stupid "lingo" talk was giving me headache. I decided to put a stop to it. I turned behind and saw her, sitting three rows back from me. She looked beautiful, for a mulatto girl. Nice lips, 34 DD size boobs, black top, curly black hair, pretty face and hazel eyes. I thought she looked stunning but was going to feed into her raceplay. *I know niggers are illiterate but if you are in college, I'd expect you to write better than this. I can't decipher your writing. Either write properly or don't write to me at all!" I looked behind, at her and stared icily into her eyes. She looked down at her paper. Seeing the flash of my cellphone notification, I opened the message and saw: Sorry, David. You are right. I should know better. Is this good enough? I enjoyed her message and submissiveness immensely. I was liking this far too much. I smiled and wrote my response. That's it, you negro twat. You should strive to be as best as you can be in the presence of your betters. You are right, Sir. I will try! I hear you are my girlfriend now. I shall have to inspect you. Are you going to be an uppity niggress or an obedient one? - Doesn't matter, if you step out of the line, I will discipline you. I will be whatever you want me to be, Sir! Good nigglet piggy! Talk to you later. I smiled and put away the cellphone, suddenly, I was looking forward to the end of the classes and to the new debauchery with my girlfriend with whom I can do anything I want. With my classes done, I texted to Daniella, telling her to wait for me outside. I spoke with my best friend and apologized to him that I won't be able to come to his new party he'd planned on doing and that I would be attending his next one for sure. When I was heading out, I texted Enix, telling her that I would be heading to Daniella's home and she should come and bring someone if she wants to. My cellphone buzzed and I saw the text notification, I opened it and read that she will head there and bring the couple with Gonorrhea. Apparently, they've come back from Jamaica. I found Daniella exactly where I told her to wait for me. I hugged her from behind and said: "Hello, my girl!" People who knew me were shocked that she was my girlfriend. I wanted them to know that she's mine. "Let's go to your place!" - I put my hand next to hers and grabbed it. She led me toward our destination, leaving the other speechless. "I am so happy, David. I've been looking forward to this moment ever since I saw you the first time." We stopped and I looked at her. I caressed her cheek and planted a nice, wet kiss upon her soft lips. It was like kissing the morning dew. I was overjoyed. "I know. I am happy too. Now, I got a girlfriend who can cater to my every sick fetish and who's got a few fetishes of her own. I want to do bad things with you, sweetie." "Yes, baby. This nigger is up for all kinds of sick shit. I would love to have you rape me here, but I wouldn't want us to be arrested for public indecency. Let's go to my house. It's 20 min walk from here. My mom is at work and will be back home tonight. She's looking forward to meeting you." "Good thinking... Seems that you aren't a dumbo, little nigger whore. Let's go to your place." We arrived to her place. It was in a nice neighborhood. Lofty house, four rooms, three bathrooms, well furnished... Elegant house all in all. It made me wonder what job her mom had in order to afford this house. She offered me something to drink but I refused, saying that her body would be sustenance enough. I told her to stand still while I undressed her. Her body was my present, wrapped up with a nice bow. She shivered when I began kissing behind her earlobe and telling how nice she smelled. I licked the nape of her neck. She tasted divine. I removed her top and her bra. Her boobs sprang free. They were nice and tight melons, her body was very light brown with areolas of very dark color, resembling a dark chocolate. I was holding her bra in my hands, they were black. I moved right in front of her and put her bra in my nose, inhaling her boob sweat. I wanted her to see how much I desired her. She started to move her hand and tried to remove her pants when I raised my voice and stopped her. "What the fuck do you think you are doing, nigger twat??! - I told you to stand still and I expect you to obey me!" "Terrible sorry, my Master! I will be good!" A sharp sound of slap resonated across the room. I slapped her face and she moaned but stood still. "I don't remember giving you permission to speak. Good niggers are seen, not heard!" I continued sniffing her bra as if nothing happened. There was just a sound of my nose, inhaling wildly her fragrance and her breathing quickening. I discarded her bra, and begun removing her pants. I saw her white panties and chuckled at her choice. Her socks were white too. There was a wet spot on her panties, the smell of her arousal was incendiary. I brought my face closer to her pubis and inhaled deeply, searing her scent into my brain. I looked up and saw her looking at me with her glassy eyes full of lust, she was licking her lips and showing me her nice, pearly white teeth. "Wearing white panties and socks is a serious offense. That means you disrespect white race. White color on inferior black skin is an affront. This will be rectified, you filthy nigger! - From now on, your underwear and socks are to be any color except white. You are forbidden to wear bras." Her pussy begun releasing its juice. She was shaking a bit and I was astounded to see that my words brought her to an orgasm. I smiled at that moment. I removed the panties. There was a large, wet spot on them. I brought it up to her to see and put it onto my nose, to inhale her cunt. I put my thumb into her mouth and told her to suck it. She was sucking my thumb while I was inhaling her panties. I put her panties into my jacket, keeping them as a trophy. When I undressed myself, I pulled her toward the couch and told her to show me her feet. She went to remove her socks but I stopped her and told her that I wished to remove the socks myself. She's not to do anything but to lie there and look pretty. I will do all the thinking for her. I grabbed her feet and looked at the soles of her socks. They were a bit black. I put my face onto her soles and sniffed them. The smell was a bit acrid but so good. She went nuts when I sniffed her socks, she was panting and moaning. I told her she was free to pinch and squeeze her tits and nipples. She obeyed my commands. Removing the socks from her feet, I flung them next to my bag. I shoved my foot next to her face and ordered her to suck and lick my foot. She slowly began kissing and licking the soles of my feet and toes. I put hers into my mouth and sucked her with a gusto. I loved the salty taste of her foot on my tongue. Removing the foot from my mouth, I said: "I simply love the contrast, baby. Look at us. Ivory and ebony, together... Your black foot tastes so good in my mouth, baby. Eat the grime from between my toes, slut." She moaned in approval. I was slobbering up her foot, spit was everywhere and I was loving it. Living out my fantasy of licking her foot was so exhilarating. I lost any ounce of sadness I had when my ex-girlfriend denied me her feet, blaming her for being a dumb, narrow-minded twat. I wished I could devour her foot, my mouth was bulging obscenely. Hers was the same When I grew tired of eating out her feet, I withdrew them from my mouth and told her I wished to lay claim on her ass. I grabbed the pillow and put it under her stomach and another one I gave to her to hold onto. I told her that she's gonna love the way I will eat out her ass before fucking her. That will be my way of thanking her for being my negro girlfriend. I groped her ass, testing the firmness of her buttocks. Spreading her cheeks, I saw a pinkish asshole, winking at me. I put a tongue and gave it a couple of licks and put a kiss onto it. She squirmed and moaned while I was worshiping her ass. I was licking it for about ten or fifteen minutes. Deciding enough was enough, I stroked my cock and pushed the head into her ass. Her poop chute was tight, undoubtedly, she wasn't an anal virgin but still, tight ass is a tight ass. I nestled my cock into her ass and began fucking her slow but deep. Pushing in and out, in and out, in and out... Every time I did that, I spouted obscenities at her. "Walking shit", "Nigger broodmare!", "Negro toilet cleaner", "Dumb porch monkey", "Her black daddy's dirty thought", "Two dollar black whore", "STD negro bugwhore"... She was moaning and screaming in delight, shaking her ass into me and sucking her fingers. Seing her back, I noticed a lot of tiny pimples, but there was a bigger one. I was timing to burst her huge zit with my finger when I was reaching orgasm. She felt my fingers slowly squeezing her huge pimple and whimpered. I laughed and kept on plowing her ass faster, forcing myself to reach orgasm quicker. The very moment I felt cum about to leave my cock, I pinched the pimple and watched it burst apart, sending the puss outward. She felt the jolt of my cum inside her ass and the frightful pain in her back. I know how much those fuckers hurt and knew that she was in quite a bit of pain. She cried out and orgasmed in the mixture of both pain and pleasure. Blood and puss were on my fingers, I put them into my mouth and sucked off the mess. Seeing the rest on her back, I put my tongue to work and lapped up the remaining blood and puss on her back. She moaned at my ministrations. I heard the door opening and Enyx's voice informing us of her presence. I saw her and two, good looking couple, staring at me, smiling and waving their hands at me. I waved back and asked them how they were. I saw Enyx signing to them, I figured out that they were deaf, I guess she explained to them what I just said. They smiled at me and sent kisses. I watched them disrobing, they were about 30 or 35. Quite young. She was a redhead with a lot of freckles on her face and body. Her tits were tiny but her nipples were perky. Lithe and tight body. She had a landing strip on her cunt. Her man was taller than me, a bit muscular and tanned. His cock and balls were shaved. The cock was 7" and had a nice girth to it. What caught my attention was his piss hole. There was whitish discharge, dripping from his cock in slow and steady drips. I licked my tongue and smiled. "Sweetie, this is Joan and Jeffrey. They are deaf-mutes. I think I'll have to teach you sign language. But I am sure that there are things that don't require signing, don't you?" There was a camera in her hand, she was still dressed in leather pants and white, strapless shirt. She intend to record my dalliance with them. I stood up, dismounting from Daniella's ass. I went toward Joan to kiss her hello. Her tongue had a weird taste in my mouth but I loved it all the same. She grabbed my body and brought it closer to her. She squeezed my ass and I felt Jeffry exploring the back of my head and stroking my hair while I was kissing Joan. He tapped on my shoulder and I looked at him. He pointed at his lips and I understood that he wanted me to kiss him. It would be the first time I kissed a man. Joan slapped my butt and pushed me toward him. His lips were taut and inviting. I mashed my lips into his and slowly put my tongue into his mouth. His breath felt hot. His hands roamed all over my body and I responded in kind. His partner was kissing the back of my neck and playing with my ass while I was kissing Jeffrey. I was feeling up his dripping cock, smearing the discharge all over his cock. It was slimy and viscous discharge. Joan took my discharge coated fingers and popped them into her mouth. The feeling of wet tongue sliding over my fingers was incredulous. She tapped on my back and I looked away to her, she was pointing to bed and mouthing: "Come". I followed her, she grabbed me by shoulders and led me to the couch and pushed me. She took the pillow and planted it underneath my ass. My cock was so hard and I was looking forward to being bred with Gonorrhea. I patted Jane's leg and pointed to her pussy, then to my mouth. I made a sucking cock motion. She understood I wanted her in 69 position while I was being fucked by him. Joan positioned her cunt right above my face, I removed my glasses and everything was blurry. It didn't matter, my tongue knew where everything was. She sank her cunt onto my tongue. I pushed my tongue into her tunnel and there was big glop waiting for me inside, I scooped it in with my tongue and tasted it. It was acrid and bitter. I was tasting her gonorrhea on my tongue and was panting like a dog in a heat. I swallowed it up and put the tongue inside seeking out more of delicious treats. While I was servicing Joan's gonorrhea riddled cunt, on the other end, Joan was giving me a wild blowjob. I felt her fingers touch the underside of my cock, twist my skin and stretch it as far as she could. I figured she never saw an uncut cock in her life and decided to play with it for a while. She was gently nibbling and biting the flesh. I was bucking my hips and moaning. She put her fingers into my ass and withdrew it. I felt a wet tongue across my ass. It was Jeffrey, wetting my ass before fucking me. He was spreading my cheeks as if I were a piece of meat. Slowly, he worked in the head of his cock into my hole and put it there. His cock was oozing his discharge into my opened anus. I was in delirium. Here was I, drinking up his girl's sweet discharge and my ass was drinking in his discharge. I was beyond myself with joy. She released some unintelligible scream of desire and squirted the her discharge across my face. I was in frenzy and began licking across everything I could feel with my tongue. That's when Jeffrey began fucking me in earnest. The fucking I had was deep and fast. It was as if a jackhammer fucked me. I felt my asshole burning inside out and I was groaning and trying to scream out to slow down only to be silenced with Jane's ass on my mouth. I screamed into her ass and she was mashing her ass into my face. I tried to shove her of and she grabbed my hands and held them. I managed to squeeze her hands and she squeezed back. He simply didn't stop, he went berserk on my ass. Entire room was filled with sounds of flesh hitting flesh and my muffled screams. Suddenly, he stopped and came into my ass. He bred my male cunt with his Gonorrhea filled cum. Jane came off and began licking my face and kissing. I was oblivious to the fact that I came because I saw her scooping cum from my stomach and bringing her fingers to my mouth to clean them up. Enix was smiling and finished recording. Daniella was frigging her cunt and her head lolled back. She was experiencing orgasm after orgasm She signed something to them and they responded back. Enix said that we should move into Celia's bed and it was Daniella's turn to be bred with Gonorrhea. I stood up, my ass was on fire and slime was flowing from my ass, dropping onto the floor. We went into the bedroom and had fun... Third installment of the story is done. I am sorry you had to wait a while. I had some unforeseen troubles but it's all sorted now. Hope you had fun.

Here is another installment about the adventure of Enix and David. I hope you will like this story too! The non-stop fucking drained David. He didn't know exactly when he fell asleep next to his new lover and mistress, Enix. Everything in his body was hurting. Bite marks and scratches marked his body, Enix claimed and marked her territory as a deterrence to anyone who wants to steal David from her. He slept naked, being the little spoon to her. She was gently stroking his leg while he slept. She was breathing his scent in. The shit has long dried into the sheets. They were both sleeping in her excrement and piss. The room smelled but they had their rest despite the smell. She fell into dreamless slumber next to him. David woke up before her. He looked at her for a moment. Sleeping peacefully. Her breathing was slow and hear breasts were moving with every inhale and exhale. He wanted to fondle her breasts but decided against it. He wished to do something special for her. He went out to find a kitchen and make something for her. Kitchen was easy to find, the fridge was fully stocked with various food. There was one shelf of blood, piss and packed shit. I rummaged for a bit and saw names I didn't recognize. The blood vials had inscriptions HEP C, 4 strains of HIV, Herpes... I put it back where I found it. He retrieved eggs and found a day old bread. He decided to make french toast and coffee. He put milk to boil and oil to get hot. The sink was half-full of dirty dishes. He took care of those dishes whilst waiting for the oil to get hot. It took him a couple of minutes to wash and dry the dishes. He sorted and stacked them to their appropriate places. The oil was getting ready and the milk was done, He let the milk cool and started beating the eggs. He soaked the bread, put it into the pan and begun frying the toast. When he was done, he poured the coffee into the cup, took the serving tray and off he went to bring breakfast to his lover. He entered the room and found her stretching in the bed. She was ruffling her hair and looked so happy at the prospect of being served breakfast in the bed. "I smelled something nice from the kitchen. What have you made for me?" "French toast, milk and coffee. Hope you will like them." *"I most certainly will. Come here, baby. Kiss Mommy." I set the tray down and kissed her. We kissed for a bit and then she stopped and said we have to eat. "We will eat now and after, I shall tell you what we are going to do today. I have lots of people for you to meet." "I am sorry but I have to go home. My parents will be worried. I didn't phone them last night. I totally forgot to do that. Forgive me?" *"Yes, I will forgive you for not thinking that I am clever and haven't already taken care of your "predicament" with parents." "What? - What did you do?" "Took your cellphone and sent them an SMS that you are at your girlfriends house and that you won't be back home on time. I had her mother phone your mother. I did mention that I would find you a girlfriend, to keep up the pretense. I can't very well be meeting your parents, they won't approve of our relationship." *"Her name is Daniella. 18 year old black girl. She goes to your college and she had a crush on you. She's a fellow bugchaser. Right now, she's got a mild case of yeast infection. Bot her mother and she are heavily into raceplay. They like being called niggers and such. It's very fun. I defended her mother, Celia, when she stabbed her husband in defense. He wanted to rape their daughter when she was 9. She used to be hooker and the daughter isn't even his. Her mom has herpes but she hasn't passed it onto her daughter. She got that after her daughter was born."* "I don't recall her. Can't even remember if I have ever met her." "What's there to recall? All niggers look the same, however, their cunts do not." "That's so hot. I love raceplay too. Thank you for finding her. Do I have your permission to fuck her?" "You are welcome. Not only do you have a permission, I expect you to fuck her. Her and her mommy. I give your permission to fuck ladies and girls who have all sorts of hot diseases. There is a bisex couple who are on a trip through Jamaica but will come back in a week. They would love to meet you." " Would you like to be sandwiched? - To get fucked by a guy while you fuck his wife? They both have gonorrhea." "Yes. I would love that. Like I said, I've never had a cock up my ass but would gladly experience the new stuff". "Done deal. Well, since you are free today, you don't have to go to your classes today." "I invited Nadia to come here. She's the 62 year old with full blown AIDS. You remember me mentioning her? - Well, she was anxious to come and I told her she could. I think you will like her. You know how Donatella Versace looks like now? - Well, Nadia is almost a spitting image of Donatella. Aids has ravaged her body but her lust has lost none of its potency. She is one horny slattern." "I can't wait to fuck her. Oh, god... I wanna fuck her silly. I want to smell her cunt and ass, to lick her feet, armpits. I want to have her spit in my mouth. To eat her cunt and asshole for a long time before putting my cock into her death trap." "You are so good for me. I love your nasty ideas, and feel free to do that with her, she is up for anything. She's often constipated and I'm sure you can put your cock to a good use up her ass. Give her a piss enema and I can plug her ass, let the piss soak up her dried shit." "I will record you fucking her on camera. I have clients who are into sick films. Sure, she won't kill you outright with her deathly holes, but she will show her papers, viral loads and they will know you just fucked Death and lived to tell the tale." "We are so fucked up. I am glad I took the plunge and sent you my photo and went to the club. I wouldn't have met you otherwise. Thank you for teaching my about bugchasing. I won't get tested. I will just keep on fucking. Perhaps I'll get tested in about 2 or 3 years." "However, I have a question. What about my college and my job?" "You will go to the college and keep on attending the classes. I need your good grades. And once you bring your Daniella around your house, you can move out into hers. I will buy some condo and both of you can live there. I, of course, shall be a regular guest there. Needless to say, you won't be telling your parents anything about you fucking diseased cunts. Keep it on the DL." "Understood. Didn't even plan to." "Excellent. Now, come with me to the bathroom. I have to remove the hairs from your cock, balls and ass. I want your back and front hairless." "That's good. Now you look way better. And it's easier to just remove the hair with hair removal foam" "Now, this bare butt of yours is giving me nasty ideas. Grip the shower handles and present your ass to me. I will spank you now." I did what she asked without any hesitation. *"You are a fucked up kid. You want to fuck STD ridden slatterns" SLAP - SLAP Each of my buttocks were slapped and I jerked due to the force of her slap and moaned. "Look at you now, what exactly are you moaning at? The slapping or the thought of fucking diseased cunt?" SLAP *"I guess you are moaning at both things." SLAP - SLAP - SLAP - SLAP I don't know how many slaps have I got on my ass but I was quivering and crying now. It isn't pleasure I feel now but a stinging pain. Still, I endured the pain for her. It's about her pleasure now. I felt her raking nails across my red ass. I let out a yelp when I felt her teeth into my plump ass. I felt her teeth on my other cheek I felt her finger enter my anus while dry. I inhaled and kept my mouth shut. Her assault was relentless and without mercy. She said that it's okay if I wanted to scream. Nobody would hear me. And my screams would be music to her ears. I began screaming whilst she was fingerfucking my ass. I felt her nails scraping in every direction. She stopped and told me to turn around. She pointed her finger at me, it was caked in fresh, red blood. I went to lick it but she took it away and smeared it across her lips. My blood was her lipstick. Now her lips had color of blood. "Thank you for your suffering, sweetie. And the lipstick provided from your ass. You are a doll!" My tears were running freely. She reached to my face, removed the glasses and licked my tears, carefully, not to let her lips touch my face and ruin the lipstick. She took her tongue in, swished around and commented how my tears tasted delicious. "You are welcome." - I said. "I want you to pee in my mouth now. I am thirsty." I stood up and went toward her. I put my cock inside her mouth. Relaxed and just let go inside her mouth. She was gulping it down like a madwoman. I grabbed her head and skullfucked her whilst pissing. She didn't do anything, she just took the abuse and kept watching me. I felt I was going to come and removed the cock. She held my cock inside her mouth and I spurted inside. She didn't swallow it. She rose up, pried open my mouth, held my head up and spitted my cum back into my mouth and told me to be a good boy and drink up my cum. I obeyed her. We dried off and ventured into the living room. Her cellphone was ringing and she answered. While she was speaking, I sat on her leather couch and watched her, walking in circles while talking to someone on the other end. I recognized the name, Nadia. Eni whispered to me that Nadia is coming in 15 min. I gave thumbs up. I helped Enix to mount the cameras in living room, bathroom and her bedroom. She obviously knew where I was planning to fuck her. She said that I am to give my attention to Nadia. To just forget that she was here. Today is Nadia's day. There was a ring on the door. Enix went to unlock the door. I heard a sultry voice, wet kisses and laughter. Then, the most amazing creature I've ever seen walked in the living room. Enix was right. Nadia indeed looked like a prettier version of Donatella Versace. Her hair has gone silver. Eyes sunken into the sockets, thin face, black lipstick. Leather coat, pants and leather shoes. For a moment there, we stood and watched each other There was a motion behind me and I heard cameras were on. Nadia pounced on me and started kissing me roughly. I responded in kind, grabbing her skinny behind through leather pants and groping her. I sneaked the hand into her pants and grabbed her ass. It was hanging from her bones. I moaned when I was kissing her. Her mouth tasted of cigarettes. It was like making out with an ashtray... She stopped to catch her breath. After a while, she said: It's very nice to meet you, David. Undress me, would you kindly? I removed everything from her except the shoes. I told her to sit down on the couch and to just enjoy whatever I do to her. I removed the shoe, picked her foot and started kissing and licking the soles and toes. I enjoyed the salty taste of her and another fragrance that was inside her flesh. I saw on the internet that people with AIDS wasting disease have different smells with them. She smelled so good. I removed the other shoe, brought her other foot and started smelling both of them. She was wiggling her toes and inserting them into my nostrils. I opened the mouth and took her pointy thumb inside. I sucked and licked it as if it were a minuscule cock. I started slobbering up her feet, they were wet and slimy from my spit. She was panting and frigging her clit and pinching her nipples. I told her that I wanted to fuck her cunt now. She didn't say anything except to smile and spread her legs as hard as she could. I put my cock in and started fucking her slowly. My hands were roaming her body. I could feel every bone, every rib. She was just skin and bones. Once upon a time, her boobs were full of fat, now they are sagging and small. She put her hands on my face and started fondling me, putting her bony fingers in my mouth to suck them. Played with my lips and stroking my cheek. I was reaching my breaking point. I hugged her, pushed my body into hers and fucked her cunt hard and deep until I felt my cum bursting into her deathly cunt. I was depositing my fertile cum into a barren and poisonous wasteland. I was sweaty and she was cool as a cucumber. I guess her sweat glands were shot to hell. I started kissing and she responded by grabbing my ass and slapping it. She kept squeezing every part of my anatomy. Breaking the slimy kiss, I stood up and looked at her, she was such a tiny, fragile thing, her disease has taken the best of her and I just fucked her without any regard whatsoever for my own health... And I wanted more. I picked her up, she wasn't heavy at all. I was wondering how didn't the wind manage to blow her away. I said: "I am taking you to the bedroom. I aim to make your ass mine!" I put her gently onto the bed, took the pillow and told to lie on stomach and get the pillow underneath her. I saw cameras around me, they will record everything, no matter where I am. Enix gave me a box. I opened it and saw Cruel Condom inside it. A mesh wiring, resembling my cock with a pointed, sharp stud where the tip is. I was feeling so wicked. I am about to hurt this old, AIDS cunt, draw blood and take it inside my cock. I put the condom on and said: "This is going to hurt, Nadia, but you won't mind it, will you? - I put the Cruel Condom on. I will make your ass bleed, so grip the sheets and try not to scream too much. I am going in dry." Her anus was very prolapsed due to the abuse she's suffered over ages. I put the tip onto her prolapsed anus and began teasing it. She was buckling her ass, trying to take it in. I just slapped her ass and laughed. In one swift move, I impaled her ass. She screamed so hard and the bed shook. I looked and there was blood on my cock. I pulled the cock out, waited a bit and pushed it one more time. She was shaking. I removed the cock, took the condom and put it back into the box. Now, it was time to fuck her bloodied anus. "Thank you, Nadia, for your AIDS. I loved fucking your cunt, but I will love fucking your bloody ass more." There was a cacophony of sounds in the room. Our moaning and groaning, sounds of the flesh, slapping into one another, sound of my cock sloshing her wet, bloodied anus. A coppery taste was in the air. Her prolapse was wounded good and the wound isn't closing because I am still not done fucking her. I gripped her shoulders and screamed obscenities at her. "Take it, you filthy whore!!! - I am fucking your sick asshole. You are infecting me, right now, aren't you? - And you like it, bitch." "Yes, I am fucking Death up the ass. Take my cum, you fucking Russian slag!!!" I came so hard that my balls hurt. I kept my cock inside for a couple of minutes. Removing the blood stained cock, I put my face into her ass and sucked the mixture of my cum and her blood. Nadia looked at me and opened her mouth to receive the offering. I spat the mixture into her mouth and she drank it. We started kissing and haven't stopped for a while. She cleaned my face from her blood and sucked my cock as clean as it possibly could be. She made me lie on the bed and she impaled herself on my cock and rode me until she couldn't take it anymore. I took her gently into my arms and we took a quick nap. Another chapter is done. Hope you liked it. Tips are greatly appreciated.