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Im en route to Tokyo, Japan. I had a long 6 hour layover so I started to scout the airport between relaxing in the lounge. It’s long been my dream to hook up at an airport and I’ve succeeded twice, but one time it was too risky so we couldn’t follow through and the other time I sucked the guy for 30 seconds before he came in my mouth so it doesn’t properly count. I almost hooked up with someone but we deemed it too risky and called it off. Then another 2 hours go by and the airport gets quiet.:. The calm in eye of the storm as it was just a lull in the flight activity for 1-2 hours. Well lucky me as a guy suddenly came online advertising his need to empty his balls. And a hot hairy muscle daddy at that! I make sure I am prepped and we arrange to meet up by one of the quiet gates in one of the corners of the building but I was going to scout it first. Some annoying lady could be heard on the phone right outside, but no guys came into the bathroom for 5 min so I decided the coast was clear. The bathroom wasn’t very big but it was not that hard to look under the separating walls and see a pair or two of feet so I wanted it to be empty lol. I messaged him and he came over right away. We went into the corner booth and and immediately we share a connection kissing like horny teenagers and rubbing our hands over each other bodies. He starts of by sucking my rock hard dick for a few min (yeah I get very turned on by forbidden scenes like that), then I returned the favor. We weren’t going to risk something long so we got to the fucking and he was pleasantly surprised by how easily his sizeable dick slid in while I was also able to massage his raw dick. He started slow stroking my hole hitting my prostate with each stroke leaving me in pig heaven stifling moans with pre cum dripping from my dick. He picked up the pace after a few min and pounded me as hard as one can do quietly for about 3-4 min. He then pulled out jerked himself off for 30 seconds before slamming it back in and holding back a primal urge to grunt and huff as he came hard inside me, I felt every pulse and the wet feeling right away. I am now waiting to board my flight filled with his babes and a little cum stain in my underwear and rock hard thinking about how I lost my airport virginity properly an hour ago. 🐽😋💦✈️

I spent the rest of the day only half paying attention to any of the conference. Went to the speakers and did the usual small talk crap. I kept thinking back to that morning when Mark’s cock throbbed and flooded my hole with his cum. My ass still throbbed now and then and twitched at the idea of what he might have in store for me. Every time I thought of his statement my cock chubbed up. I figured I would use the lunch break to sneak up to my room at take a rest and make sure I hadn’t leaked through my suit. As I was crossing the lobby to the bank of elevators I saw Mark coming in from outside head the same way. The doors opened and I went in quickly hoping to not have to ride up with him. Just when I thought I was another person stepped in pausing the doors from closing and Mark and the stranger joined me. I turned and faced forward with Mark to my side and the stranger in front of us talking loudly into their phone about some random topic. Stranger got off on 3 and we were left alone. As soon as the doors closed Mark turn to me and, grabs my chin and stares in my eyes and orders me to strip and get on all four on my bed once we get to the rooms. As soon as he touched me my cock got rock hard and my knees went weak. How could he have such power over me in so short a time. We walked to our separate doors and went in. As soon as my door closed I started ripping off my suit and tie. I couldn’t get the clothes off fast enough wanting to have that thick uncut cock in me again, I was on all fours and waiting when I heard the door open and felt him approach. A bottle of poppers was thrown near my head and I grabbed them willingly and started taking a hit as I felt his hard cock pushing against my hole. Before I exhaled He grabbed my hips and thrust into me in one go. Taking my breath away he started slamming into my hole. Fuck he felt so good in my ass. His jack hammer pace and the waiting all day had the effect of making me into a slut. Slamming my ass back on his cock. I could feel his sweat dripping on me and his thrust were coming more erratic. Suddenly I felt my own cock responding and my ass hole twitched and clench as my load shot out onto the bed bellow me just as I felt his cock spasming in my ass dropping what felt like a huge load. Just then I heard Mark say “Wow you are a fucking slut waiting to be bred aren’t you” Except his voice was coming from the communicating doors not from behind me……

Inside, it was busier than earlier in the day. Shadowy figures wandered the corridors, their faces lit up blue from the porn flickering on the screens in the booths. I could tell David was excited, and his eyes went wide when he saw an old man lying back on a sofa being sucked by a bald headed man kneeling between his hairy thighs. “Oooh...my!” He gasped. I thought their age and ugliness might put him off, but he was flushed and obviously turned on. “C’mon,” I whispered. We went deeper into the maze of corridors and booths. We had also attracted attention – young, fresh, meat unusual in this sleazy venue. Several men were following us and rubbing their stained crotches. We found ourselves in a dead end. A small room with a flickering TV screen and a round, PVC covered couch in the middle. A chubby old man was bending over the couch, trousers down, watching the porn and being fucked from behind by a skinny, middle-eastern looking guy. David put his hand to his mouth in shock. He had never seen a man being buggered before and he couldn’t take his eyes off the cock appearing and disappearing between the flabby buttocks. “He’s...he’s ...doing it without a condom!” He hissed in my ear. “I know,” I whispered back. “Exciting isn’t it? Slowly, I unzipped my trousers and pulled out my cock. David gasped as he saw me begin to rub it and looked at me in embarrassment but couldn’t help rubbing the bulge in his own crotch. The small area was filling with men now, old, sleazy, smelling of body odour. There was a sharp tang as someone opened poppers and passed them round. The aroma filled the space and I felt my heart race. David felt it too. “What’s that smell?” He asked. “Poppers. Something to relax you.” I replied as I pulled open his belt, undid his trousers and pushed them and his pants down. He moaned but didn’t resist as his short, stubby cock sprang up below a soft, round belly barely covered in hair. The bottle was pressed to my nose. I breathed deep and felt the solvent fill me with lust. I pushed it against David’s nostril and made him breath it. “Ahhh… what the…” He gasped and sagged against me. An old man fell to his knees and began to suck my cock. At the same time, the group closed in on David. Someone grabbed his head, pulled him forward and slid their cock into his mouth. “Nnnnoo...mmf” He moaned but he steadied himself against the man’s thighs and began to suck despite himself. I realised this was getting heavy. They were more interested in my cousin than me. Not surprising as I saw his ample buttocks pale and glistening with sweat as he bent forward. The middle-eastern guy stopped fucking on the bed. The cock he pulled out from the flabby bottom was wet and surprisingly long. The fat guy made way, and the group of men carried David with them over to the couch. “What...wait! Ian!” He gasped as he found himself bent over the couch, bare bottom upraised. More poppers were being passed round as the middle-eastern guy squeezed lube on his fingers. As he did so, I saw the black biohazard tattoo on his belly and he grinned at me as he applied the lube to David’s arsehole. “Stop...don’t!” Gasped David, but someone gave him poppers and he sagged on the mattress. I moved next to him and stroked his sweaty hair. “Take it easy, “ I whispered. “ It will feel good in a moment.” The middle-eastern guy dropped the lube, grabbed his cock and began to push the meaty head into my cousin’s bottom. “AHHH!...it hurts!” He gasped, but then the fat head opened him up, burst inside and the rest of the slimey cock slid up inside David. His cries turned to groans as the man began to slowly sodomise him. “There” I whispered. “Doesn’t that feel good?” “He’s...he’s not wearing a condom...what if he’s poz?” He gasped, but his body reacted to the thrusting cock, pushing back to meet it. “What if he is?” I said. “Do you want me to stop him? Or do you want his babies?” David sobbed in surrender. His hand sought mine. “ I...I..don’t want him to stop.” I squeezed his hand in reassurance. “Good. You will feel so sexy once it’s in you.” I nodded to the man and pointed at his tattoo. “Very good! Cum, yes?” He smiled and began to thrust more strongly. David gripped my hand and after a minute or two, his buttocks rippled as the man gave a low series of grunts and heavy jerks as he spurted inside the pale body bent before him. I watched the long, glistening cock emerge from David’s arsehole followed by a surprisingly thick drool of cum. He was panting heavily and flushed as he looked up at me with a mixture of excitement and shame. “What...what have I done...but it felt so good.” He made to get up, but I stroked his face then gently held his shoulders down. “Not yet, David. We’ve only just started.” I held some poppers to him and he sniffed it eagerly. An old, bald man dropped his trousers and underwear and eagerly got behind David’s sweating bottom. His veiny thighs had dark blotches on them and his cock was thick and greasy as he thrust it into the dripping hole. “mmmm….yeah!” This time David welcomed the cock up into his backside and I knew his corruption was complete.

A few years ago I met a fuck buddy introduce me to being shared with other men. I was hooked and loved it right from the start. He loved watching other men breed me and genuinely enjoyed organising multiple men to use me, before meeting him I've been in a 10-year monogamous relationship, so this was my first introduction to this kind of thing, yet I became hocked. I think he could see I was a pig deep down and after the first time he shared me with a few other men. It became something I enjoyed and did regularly with him. One time he took me to a sex club and watched multiple men Breed me while I was in a sling in a dark room. Every time he shared me with men, it just drove me to be more of a pig and I just wanted to be shared more. Yes, I enjoy one on one, but now I just crave being shared and I wondered what that is and we're the Urge comes from. Outside of the bedroom, I come across as a straight laced gentleman but I also had and up bring you in the Mormon religion, and I often wonder if the suppression drives this.

So I have always been "good". Only ever had one hookup and would never get intimate with someone who I wasnt dating and want to be in a relationship with. Well I started to date this dom and he didnt let me cum often. This made me go crazy and set a change in me. After things ended with the dom I know I needed dick. So I jumped on the apps. The first guy I went to. Very verbal and knew exactly what I was. Within 30 minutes, I was on my knees in front of him. He was average but boy did he know how to treat me. He came in my mouth and let me lick his cock clean. Back home I made a promise to myself that I wouldnt cum until I got another load. I went back on the apps and found someone local. This time was a lot more sensual. We were naked rubbing up against each other. It wasn't the best as he was too soft with me. But after some intense throat fucking. I got his cum. After getting back home I had the urge to get more. Someone just sent me a photo of their dick, which was beautiful, and within a few messages, he was standing outside my door. This fella was pretty hot. Toned with muscled hairy legs. His dick was thick, heavy and probably the biggest ive ever seen. He didnt take long fucking my throat. When I say fucking, it was pounding. It felt so right but my throat was sore from the other guys. I wish I took it longer. I was swooning over his dick. He wasnt very verbal but he didnt need to be. Pushing my limits when I tried to pull off of it, he pushed it back down. He came in my throat and I begged him next time to fuck me. After this I had another message from someone I was trying to see earlier. It was about 23:30 by now and I was getting tired. But I knew I wanted this and didnt want to let him down. Guy number 4 came round and made me suck his dick for a bit. I asked him not to shower as i'm a slut for scent and he let me just take it all in. I tried to swallow his piss but It was just too strong. So he pissed on me instead. Unfortunately he was on a no fap plan, but the precum was pretty amazing. He then left and I was sitting their thinking how I had been sexual with 4 guys in less than 12 hours. When the total number of people previous to that was 7. I still wanted more. I wanked off but that didnt help. I wanted more dick. I hope to keep going and provide a service to all these men. I want some fucking next time. I am becoming my true self. A faggot.

(late 90's) I look back now and wished I'd taken better advantage of my youth. I was in my 20's and did absolutely nothing social. I was creative if you gave me a pen and paper but if you plopped me down in a gathering of friends, I was quiet and boring. The only contact I had with other people was at work or with my friend Troy. I only had a friendship with him because he'd foisted it upon me. He lived on the same floor of the my apartment building and absolutely refused to be ignored. He was flamboyantly gay and figured out I was closeted pretty early on. We forced me to interact with him no matter how cold my attitude was. I started to like him. No sexual attraction at all, but he had a good heart. He was throwing himself a birthday party at a club downtown, and not going was out of the question. I'd never been to a gay bar before, but there was just no way out of it. So on that Friday bight, I dressed up a little and went to this place called "Jax". I hated it at first. Everybody knew each other and everybody was having fun. I almost walked right back out, but Troy had already seen me. I was the first of his guests to arrive. I walked over to where he was sitting and sat across from him. "No.No. Sit next to me. Be my arm candy. This has always been my favorite table because you can see everyone that walks in. You're early. God! You really don't know anything, do you? Never come early or right on time to a party, Les! The bartender is delivering a pitcher of beer and some shots. I was going to drink it all as a warm-up, but I'll share." "Happy birthday, Troy." "Thank you, Sweetie. Than you for the card as well. Nobody sends birthday cards anymore...the only ones I got were from you and my mom." The club was starting to fill up, but only about three more of his invitees came. We all sat on the same side of the table because Troy didn't want anybody blocking his view of the action. We drank a lot. I wasn't really used to alcohol but had a high tolerance for it somehow. Metabolism? Anyway, the party was pretty much a bust. The other "friends" blew kisses and left for other hot spots. I stayed because I figured my friend would be too wasted to get himself home. "Dumb queens. Who needs 'em? Thank you for staying, Les. I know how much you hate it here, Means a lot." And then a small group of guy in robes and pajamas blustered through the front door. Weird. "Ugh. Another pajama party. Those are getting way too common these days. Oh God, that bald guy is carrying a teddy bear. Look." "What do they do at a pajama party?" "They all go club to club in their PJ's and then back to somebody's place to have a group fuck or something. I refuse to go to one. I sleep in the buff anyway. Oh no!" "What?" "The Ripper is among them." "The what? Who?" "See that guy with the curly reddish-brown hair and beard? The really tall one? That's The Ripper." "Why is he called that?" "It fits. You take him to your place and he rips your rectum and then rips your valuables. Rips condoms. Rips you completely." "He looks harmless." "Oh God, Les, Don't even get curious. I shouldn't have said anything." "Why?" "Because you're an innocent oddball who's a prime target for people like him. You are his type." "But I don't even have any valuables." "You have your health and your life. He's got the recipe." 'The Recipe' was the his code for HIV. ""How do know all this?" "Darling, I know everyone in this town. I see all. Be right back...I'm going to find a nice normal guy for you. Stay here." He left. I immediately looked over at Ripper only to find he was already looking at me. Shit! This is why I never socialized...too many landmines. He was kind of handsome, though. Troy came with more shots, a stack of napkins and a pen. "I saw you look over there. Stop. Have a drink and draw me some cartoons." I was an amateur cartoonist and liked to draw for other people. I wasn't published. I drew really raunchy 'toons that I knew Troy would like. I liked making him laugh. We had more drinks and more fun. Every time I glanced over at Ripper, he was still looking at me. "I saw that, Les. Stop. Keep drawing. Oh look! Here's Barry!" One of Troy's friends had shown up late for the party. They exchanged hugs and kisses...which got more intimate. They were both drunk. They full on made out right there at the table. "Barry and I are going to dance now, Stay put and keep drawing. I'll be back." But he never came back. He had vanished. Well, good for him. He was going to get a birthday fuck. Oh well. I had drank so much, but didn't feel intoxicated. Maybe it was my Scottish ancestry. I should probably go too, but the presence of Ripper kept me in my chair. Most of his little PJ party had moved on, leaving him all alone. I looked at him again and smiled. He returned the smile and nodded. Landmine. The bartender came by and asked if I needed anything. I ordered two vodka tonics because I didn't want him thinking I was by myself. I put one of them about a foot away from me in order to keep up the illusion I wasn't a single loser. Ripper was alone now. What a weird thing to see a grown man in his pajamas siting alone. I should go say 'hi' or something. I downed the first drink and shamelessly grabbed the seconf, trying to decide what I should do. I didn't have to. He came over to me and plopped a teddy bear right in front of me. "Hi. This guy needs a new home. My friend Josh left this behind. Can I sit?" "Thanks. Yes. Absolutely.' "I'm Craig, What happened to your friend?" Hi Craig. I'm Les. I think my buddy got lucky. Can I buy you a drink?" "Sure, Wow. You've been sucking down the booze all night...are you sure you want any more?" "I'm cold sober for whatever reason. Or maybe not. My drawing are getting a little sloppy, I'll have one more and call it a night." "You come to a beer and DRAW?? No offense, but that's weird. Can I look?" He shuffled through my cartoons and smiled. "What happened to the pajama party" "Who knows? They're all flakes. I get abandoned by those guys regularly. Its just us now. Can I sit closer to you?" I patted Troy's empty stool and he was right next to me. "So I guess your pal told you all about me." "He's a gossip, but, yeah -- he told me some stuff."' "Guys like him are the reason I can't get laid anymore. Fucker." "Any of it true." "Of course not. I just pissed off somebody once and they spread rumors to ruin me." "Sorry. It seemed dubious to me. You seem nice." "Really? Thanks. I've never seen you out before. New in town?" "No. This just isn't my scene. I hate crowds." "Well, it's not crowded now. Let's have another round and go back to my place. I wouldn't ask to go back to yours because I don't want you to think I'd rob you." But he lived way North of the city, and I didn't want to drive that far. We drank more. "I like you, Craig." Maybe the alcohol was starting to affect me. He reached over, took my hand and stuck it down the front of his pajama pants. I felt the biggest erection in the world. It was hot and a little moist. "You seem normal, but you like danger. I can tell." "Oh, hell. Everything you heard is true. I admit it. Can you admit it turned you on?" "I can." What turns you on most? That I can ruin assholes? That I sabotage condoms? That my cum is poisonous? That I'm a criminal?" "All of the above." "Good. Let's go. I promise if we go back to your place, I won't take anything that's not mine." We left and got to my apartment. He took off his slippers and t-shirt. OK. This was happening now. He waited for me to do something. I stripped. "Danger. You're in the danger zone now, boy. Lie down here on the floor." I did and he collapsed on top of me. We kissed long and hard as he humped me. I grabbed that infamous boner again. Dear Lord. "Got a condom? You realize I'll tear it off at some point, but we can pretend for a bit if you want." "Are you really HIV+?" "Oh yeah. And it's potent. No meds can make it go away. You wanted danger and now it's aimed right for your ass." He spit on his fingers and massaged two of them into my hole. "This will hurt and make you bleed like crazy. You'll have to get an area rug for this carpet." "Rip me." That set him off and shoved that thing nearly half way into me. I wanted to scream, but he held one of his huge hands over my mouth. "You're lucky that it's been so long for me. I'll cum soon. Hang on. Here's what you wanted. Ahhhh. Shittt!" I was in severe pain and could feel my ruined anus bleeding. He was done. The Ripper had completed his task. We lie there together for a minute. "Mind if I spend the night? I've already got my pajamas here." "Let's go to bed." It was a nice night. He let me suck him and we fucked twice more. He let himself out that Saturday morning. I spent the whole day in bed, listening to my body. It was wrecked and full of bad cum. I needed to find him again.

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

Mine after some fun

All my regular FWB's and I all love to eat a cock from a hole. I always clean my top's cock off when he has finished fucking and loading my hole. But I love in a 3sum where all the guys enjoy flip/flop fucking and sucking cocks that were just in another guy's ass. Also love cleaning a cock clean that has just dumped in another guy's hole. Then go over and lick the hole clean as well. I know my buddies and everyone gets tested regularly. They love to play like pigs. So do I. Definitely a faveourite activity!

If I'm super horny I'll continue fucking the entire hole as I spray...this keeps the fuck hole nice and lubed for round 2. My last load is always buried balls deep in a sluts hole or throat

I am on a short scuba diving trip. Staying at a small resort. I was laying out by the pool in a thong bottom trying to get a little sun between passing clouds. Some new guests arrived and I noticed one looking out at me. In a bit he worked his way over to chat. I could tell he was hung because his dick was showing through his shorts. We talked a bit and he kept commening on my body and I am pretty sure it was clear I was staring at his growing hard on. I asked him if there was anything I could do for him nw or later. And he said now. He asked me to come up to his room in about 30 minutes and we could talk. I walked up on cue and knocked and the door came open to a huge stiff hard on and I went right down on it. He did not last long. There was so much it spurt past my lips and down my chin on the floor tiles. He has invited me back up later for round two. He needs to unpack and get all that mundane stuff done.

I had a quick stop in Berlin (Kylie concert) and went to Lab.oratory after it. It was a very busy night as I had to wait more than an hour in line. I was feeling very tired after a long day sightseeing and seeing the concert so I was pleasantly surprised that I racked up 8 fucks (3 of them amazing!), sucked some fine dick, and got bred by 5 dudes. It was great feeling the smell of cum as I had a little cum fart in my hotel bed last night preparing for an early flight back home. Special thanks to the guy with the big fat 8 inch dick who loudly came for 2 minutes in my ass then thanking me for taking care of his babies 😋💦🐽

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.

My uncle Ruben sits there in a daze. Glossy eyed and blacker than black pupils the size of dinner plates. Wow, he really is a lightweight. I place my hand on his thigh and keep it there. He says nothing. I ask how are you feeling uncle? He smiles and a light “great” leaves his lips. He’s still sluggish from the ghb. I let him sink into the couch and I grab his arms by the wrists and push them up until he has placed them behind his head. I take the opportunity to go and refill the pipe. I grab my black case and reload a fat bowl. I look up and see Uncle Robert in the hallway just standing there; waiting to see how things are going with my other uncle. I wink at him and wave him to come on down to the couch. He slowly obliges and sits next to my other uncle. I stare down at them both just sitting there in their underwear. My dick leaks precum at just the sight before me. I light up and take my hit. As I blow out, I pass to Robert. He takes his huge hit and a second. I take it back and go up to Ruben. I once again place the pipe at his mouth and direct him when to inhale. He keeps his hands behind his head. I love how cooperative he is being so far. And showing off his arms, his biceps are on full display for my viewing pleasure. He takes 3 hits before I pass it back to Robert. I get down between Ruben’s legs and reach up and touch his dick. I start to rub his hard on through his underwear. It’s straining against the fabric and looks like its gonna pop through the cloth any minute. He stays leaned back and small moans escape his mouth. I look over at Robert and whisper – no turning back now. I reach up and tug on his white underwear just enough to release his (moderately) thick dick. I reach up and grab hold of it and feel the heat emanating from his dick. It’s warm to the touch and I can feel his heartbeat through it. I love how well the Viagra is working. I begin to jerk him off. More low moans escape my uncle. He does not open his eyes. I’m not sure why but his reasons are his own. I reach for his underwear and this time pull them downward. He lifts his ass up a bit and allows me to strip him completely. I get closer to him and lick the tip of his head. He gasps a bit and I engulf the entire dick straight down to his pubes. I throat his dick in one go. It doesn’t take long before he lowers on hand and places it on my head and starts to thrust slightly into my mouth. I look up at Uncle Ruben and he is looking down at me and I look up at him. Our tweaked-out eyes meet and I can tell he is loving it. That’s when I hear it. My Uncle Robert had put the porn back up on the tv. I pull off and slide over a bit to the side and start sucking Robert. I look to my Uncle Ruben and he is jerking himself off glued to the porn. I chuckle to myself but nothing is heard because Robert is already down my throat. He grabs my head and fucks my mouth. Where Ruben had been soft and slow when he thrusted in my mouth, my Uncle Robert was intense and fast. His balls were slapping against my chin. I have to be selective when trying to breath. I have to catch the air at just the right time before his dick blocks my airway. I fucking love it. I pull off his dick and pull him up off the couch. I then get on the couch on all fours and start to suck my Uncle Ruben again. This time my ass is pushed up and on full display for uncle Robert. He gets behind be and starts tonguing my hole. It feels like he is trying to get at the load he shot earlier. The one that dripped down out of me in the shower. I’m moaning into Uncle Ruben’s crotch. The deeper Robert’s tongue gets in my hole, the deeper I want Ruben’s dick in my throat. As if we were on the same page, Robert pulls away from my wet hole as I’m backing away from Ruben. I’m satisfied with the amount of saliva I have around his dick. Ruben looks up at me with a shit eating grin and says that was amazing. I reply that was ok, but this will be amazing. I turn my back to him and back up onto his lap. I reach down and position his dick at my hole and I squat down. I slowly push down on his dick and without stopping, I bottom out. I can’t see him but I can hear him moaning. I push myself up and down on his dick. Slow at first, I let him feel it, I let myself feel it. I wait until he places his hands on my waist before I really start to ride him. He lifts me like im nothing and turns me around on his dick. I;m now facing him as I ride. My semi hard dick is leaking precum all over his stomach as I continue to bounce on his lap. Ruben grabs me and lifts me up again. This time he turns around and with his dick still in me, lays me down on the couch on my back. He pulls up my legs to his shoulders and starts to drive into me. He’s hitting my g spot over and over at this angle. I turn my head to the side and there is my other uncle, shoving his dick in my mouth. I’m in the most uncomfortable position getting pounded and trying to leach over to get my mouth filled. But I don’t care. I’m in heaven being between these 2 men. I was in love with 3 favorite letters for making this come true; G, T, and V. Ruben starts moaning about being close to cumming. I feel him pushing stronger into my hole. I’m getting shook so much that I can’t even keep Robert’s dick in my mouth. I can feel Ruben’s urgency and then boom. Ropes and ropes of cum filling my insides. Ruben pulls out of me and sits back in his seat. It gets quiet. He looks like he is beginning to process what had just transpired. In that same moment, Robert gets between my legs and pushes his hard dick balls deep into my wet hole. Ruben watches his brother pound another load into me. Robert pulls out and sits on the other side of me. I’m left in the middle, trying my hardest to will my hole shut so the loads done leak out of me. Once I feel my hole clench up and sit up right. I can tell that Ruben is horrified with what he had just done. I had to intercede. I tell him how great the fuck was. That I had always wanted him to fuck me like the whore I was. He relaxed a bit but was still deep in thought. He blurts out that he isn’t gay. I reassure him that he wasn’t and neither was his brother Robert. They were just men with needs. I explained the Tina was just a tool to get the inhibitions out of the way so he could get his needs met. He asked me if I was gay. I explained oh most definitely. I explained that I was a natural born gay whore made for meeting men’s needs. Tina helped me realize this truth. I told him he shouldn’t be embarrassed about using a whore when my holes are so freely given. He was deep in thought again. His mind at war with its self. I took the opportunity to say that if he was truly discussed with himself, then why was he still hard? He looked down and noticed that his dick was still rock hard and pointing straight at me. I told him little Ruben knows what he likes. Like a curve ball out of nowhere, my Uncle Robert chimes in. Hey, what’s fun is fun. The only gay one here is our nephew. We might as well be the ones who get to fuck him. Uncle Robert orders me back to my knees and has me stroll back over to Uncle Ruben. I’m ordered to start sucking him off again. Ruben says oh fuck yeah. I think the 3 of us need to hang out more often.

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.

New Beginning Part 1 Alex and I aren’t exactly innocent, I’ll admit. We were best friends in high school, but being on opposite coasts, we drifted apart during college. A while ago, though, we reconnected online through one of the fetish sites and discovered we were both living in the same city. After a quick back-and-forth, we picked up right where we left off, though some things had clearly changed. These days, we’re both crushing it in our careers, real alphas in that sense. But when it comes to our personal lives, that’s a whole different matter, and we’ve figured out an arrangement that’s just right for us. ----- Back in high school, there’d been a growing distance between us at the start of our senior year that I couldn’t explain. I hadn’t told him I was gay. Afraid of his reaction, I never pushed it, wanting to keep our friendship. Besides, I never had a problem meeting up with guys from the university in town. So, I basically avoided shitting where I ate. We were both summer babies. By then, we were 18 and in peak shape. Physically, we could pass for brothers. Alex was 6’ to my 6’3” and both had classic swimmer's builds from our time on the varsity swim team. Even though I was taller, he had this quiet authority that made me never question him, and I usually just went along with whatever he said. At the beginning of the season, we decided buzz our hair. Well, to be honest, he decided for us. One afternoon, while we were hanging out in his bedroom, he started complaining about his curly hair. Then, out of nowhere, that familiar look crossed his face, and I knew he’d made up his mind about something. Pulling me into the bathroom, he took off his t-shirt, grabbed a pair of clippers, and started buzzing off his curls while I sat there on the toilet, watching. You could say that’s the day things changed in our friendship. “What do you think, Luke?” he asked with a grin, running a hand over his head as his blue eyes sparkled. “Looks better, right?” For a second, I took a good look at him. God, he was sexy standing there and he knew it! With his hair buzzed, his eyes stood out even more. He was smiling, revealing a set of pearly white teeth, paired with deep dimples. I melted and started thinking about how he looked without any clothes on. “Uh, yeah, looks good,” I mumbled, feeling my cock growing in my underwear and hoping it wasn’t obvious. Smiling, he walked toward me, scattering some of the black curls around the bathroom floor. He bent down, took my hand, and started rubbing his scalp with it. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” he smiled, waiting to see my reaction. I just sat there, feeling the short hairs scraping my palm. Damn, it did feel good. All I could do was nod as I started to notice his ever-present bulge growing. Like I said, physically we could pass for brothers, but Alex was definitely bigger than me. Although I’m way above average down there, it was obvious in the showers to everyone who’d won the prize in genetics. “Yep,” he smiled, lifting me up and walking me to the mirror. At this point, I couldn’t do anything but go along. It had always been this way, and he knew it. Standing at the mirror, I could feel him behind me. His bulge was barely pushing against me, just enough that I couldn’t be completely sure. He started being playful, almost teasing me, as he pulled off my shirt. "Let’s do it.” I froze. I could totally feel his bulge against my ass now. Wrapping his arms around me, he pressed his pecs against my back and pinned me against the vanity, making sure I couldn’t move. “Trust me,” he purred in my ear. He moved in and pushed me harder against the vanity to stop me from getting away. With that, he switched on the clippers. Pressing them to the back of my neck, he ran them up, buzzing a stripe right up the middle of my head to make sure it was a done deal. Closing my eyes, I lowered my head as I felt the vibrations on my scalp as his bulge pushed against me. Finally done, he grabbed a hand towel, brushed the loose hair off my shoulders, and checked me out. “There,” he laughed, “Looks good.” “Yeah?” I asked, looking at myself in the mirror, with him still against me. “Yep, definitely,” he nodded, putting his hands on my shoulders and turning me around to face him, “Even better than before.” I just stood there, not able to say a word. That's when he made his move. Taking hold of my smooth pecs, he started playing with my nipples and moved in for a kiss. “Fuck. What are you doing?” I stupidly asked, shocked that he was making a move on me. “Shhh,” he whispered, “Something I should have done before.” Instantly, our lips met, and our tongues invaded each other’s mouths. But all along, I could feel his overtaking mine, shoving it in deeper and deeper, taking possession of my mouth. We started undressing each other until our shorts were around our ankles. That's when I noticed he wasn’t wearing any underwear. “Fuck, Luke,” he sighed, his cock at full mast. “Shower, let’s rinse off.” Once in the shower, he smiled, “Get in, fucker, and close the curtain, the floor’s getting wet.” Dropping my underwear, I stood there naked in front of him. It wasn’t the first time, but somehow it wasn’t the same. Walking into the shower, I closed the curtain and silently watched the water cascade down his muscled back and over his firm ass as he lathered up. When he finally turned around, my eyes moved down the ridges of his hard abs to his shaved crotch and fixed on the droplets falling from the tip of his cock. Tentatively lifting my hands to his pecs, I stepped closer and ran my hands over the smooth slabs of muscle. ‘What the fuck, Luke,” I said, cupping them, “Where’s this coming from?” “You gotta problem with it?” he chuckled with a devilish grin, flexing his pecs before slipping his hand down to my shaved junk to play with it. “Naw,” I gasped, slipping my hands over his body. “That’s better,” he sighed, planting his lips on mine. Our hands started to explore each other’s body. He was grinding his cock into mine and I gave back the same as I pressed into him. Grabbing my ass, he pulled me into him, the water making our shaved skin slick. I’d fantasized about us shaving each other for a meet, but now here we were, my hands were on him and not just to shave him. Releasing me, Alex grabbed my cock and started hitting it against his. “Shit yeah, finally,” he moaned, dropping to his knees and kissed the tip. Then, without a second thought, he opened up and took me in. I could feel his lips sliding over me and gasped, feeling the wetness of his mouth on my cock for the first time. With just the tip in, he sucked and licked the underside with his tongue. I could hear him moaning with pleasure over the rush of water in shower. Fuck, I was getting hard. That’s when he forced his mouth down and swallowed me to the root. I could feel his soft lips around the base of my shaft. “Fuck yeah, Alex,” I moaned. I held onto the shower walls to steady myself, surprised at how easily he took me down. He started to deep throat me, bobbing up and down my cock. He’d pull back until just the tip was in his mouth and flick my piss slit with his tongue. Right away, he’d force his way back down, gripping the shaft with his lips. He kept on sucking until he stood up with big grin and walked out of the shower. “Let’s hit the bed. I want you in me,” he smiled, grabbing a towel to dry off. I just stood there, under the running water, trying to take in what he’d just said and done. Not only was he into guys but wanted me to fuck him. Seeing my confusion, he tossed me a towel. “Fuck, man. I’ve wanted this for a while now. Everyone always wants me to fuck them,” he explained, holding his throbbing cock, “but I’m into nice fat cocks like yours, too.” I nodded, turned off the water, and dried myself off. Running my hand over my freshly buzzed scalp, I followed him into the bedroom where he was already sitting on the side of the bed, legs spread. I just stood there, in front of him, as he opened the nightstand drawer. “Got something we can try,” he smiled. “Dude, what the fuck?” I said, seeing him holding a glass pipe. “Don’t worry,” he grinned, heating the bowl, and inhaled, “I don't do it all the time, but this is a special occasion.” I looked down at him blowing the cloud from his lips. His cock stood straight up as his low hanging shaved sac hid his hole. Fuck, I envied it. Mine was smaller and hugged my shaft when I got hard. He looked me up and down before setting his eyes on my cock. “You’ve never fucked a guy, have you?” I just nodded side to side, not knowing what to say to any of this. “Fuck, Luke. Your cock is perfect,” he growled, holding the pipe as if to tease me, “Get over here.” Leaning over and taking hold of my cock, he pulled me onto the bed and slipped the warm stem between my lips. “Just one hit, that’s all,” he purred. ‘Damn him,’ I thought, knowing I couldn’t resist it when he did that and took the hit. “Good boy,” he smiled, “just one more deep one.” What else could I possibly do but just roll with it? Here I was with my best friend, naked on his bed, whom I had been fantasizing about. So, I went for it, feeling his eyes on me the whole time. I took a deep one, feeling the warmth filling my lungs as he played with my cock. “Deeper,” he growled, “Feels good, doesn’t it? A few more won’t hurt.” I just sat there nodding, starting to feel the effects hit me. I hesitated but did what he told me and kept taking more. Next thing I knew, our bodies were grinding, and our tongues danced as he grabbed my hand and moved it between his open legs. I started fingering his now slicked hole. This drove him even more crazy. He laid back and started moaning. “Goddam it, Luke, fuck me.” For some reason, I hesitated for a second, but I moved down and ran the tip of my cock over the entrance to his hole. Looking up into his face, I easily sank into him, spreading him open and feeling the heat wrap around my shaft. “Fuck, yeah,” he gasped, feeling me inside him. Grabbing his cock, I started rapidly pumping into him, my balls slapping against his ass. I was kind of just going through the motions, not really thinking about what I was doing. Alex kept moaning to keep it up, but suddenly, I could feel myself going soft. I tried to take it all in, finally being here with my best friend, but it was no use. Maybe it was the anxiety of it being the first time or it was a side effect of the meth that I’d heard about, but my body just wasn’t into it. I moved down the bed as my cock slipped out of him. “Sorry, I can’t,” was all I could say, feeling like a failure. Suddenly, Alex sat up, his eyes locking with mine. “Fucker, it’s ok,” he said, kissing me, “I thought you might be a total bottom gay boy and the T you just smoked proved it.” I started to think about all the times we hung out and how it never came up. “You knew about me?” “Yep. I figured it out a while ago,” he smiled, taking another hit before exhaling. “I was cool with it and figured it didn’t matter. So, I didn’t mention it.” “So, what changed?” “I guess I just wasn’t sure how I really felt about guys, until I spent the month at my uncle’s place this summer. I met one of his neighbors. Fuck man, he showed me how good a cock feels up my ass,” he said, looking off into the distance. “Fuck,” I moaned, realizing the moment the distance between us started. “That’s when I started thinking about you differently. Fuck, I realized you were the only one I could always be myself with,” he sighed, looking directly at me. “And that,” I asked, motioning to the pipe, “He show you that, too?” “Yep, he did. I’ll tell you all about it sometime,” he grinned, inhaling another hit and placing his lips against mine, “But now’s not the time.” That’s when he exhaled the cloud into my mouth. He was so in control that I just inhaled it before we kissed again. I still couldn’t believe we were doing this. I started kissing his neck and grabbed his hard cock. I kept on, moving down to his pecs and started moaning, licking the deep ridges of his abs. I gave his cock a few strokes before moving past it and kissed his thighs. “Fucker, suck it,” Alex groaned, “I know you want to.” It was true, I did. So, I grabbed onto his nuts and slowly started licking up his shaft, feeling that popped out vein wrapped around it. I wanted to remember how it felt and tasted. Hitting the underside of the mushroom head, I stopped. There it was, a huge drop of pre-cum slowing rising out of his wide-open piss slit. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. Grabbing his cock, Alex held the head with two fingers and squeezed. I quickly moved to taste it, but he pulled back. “Uh, uh,” he purred, “Tell me what you want.” “Please,” I moaned, looking at the droplet just sitting the between the folds of his piss slit, ready to drop any second. “Please, what?” he chuckled, waving his cock just out of my reach. Looking up into his eyes, I said it. “Please, let me taste it, Alex. I want your cock.” Then, I hit the jackpot. He nodded and I moved in, lapping up the pre-cum before taking him into my mouth. I started moaning, realizing it was finally happening. It wasn’t my imagination. “Fuck!” he groaned, putting his hands on my head and caressing my freshly buzzed scalp, “Goddammit.” I started teasing him, slowly sucking and sliding the tip of my tongue over the piss slit. He couldn't help but moan every time. After a bit, he started to push my head deeper and I let him do it. I wanted to feel him down my throat, but wasn’t sure I could take him. Bit by bit, I let him in. I kept sucking him, my tongue wrapping itself on the underside of the shaft. I was loving it, and I could tell he was, too. Maybe it was the meth or maybe it my wanting it so much, but I slid my tongue along the underside and forced myself down his cock ‘til I could feel him hit the back of my throat. That’s when I gripped his hips and pushed myself more. “AH, SHIT!” he growled, feeling the pressure of my throat give way and he completely slid in. My nose hit his shaved crotch. I couldn’t breathe and started gagging. Part of me didn’t care. I’d done it. I was sucking my best friend's cock. Seeing me continuing to gag, he pushed me off. “Fucking cocksucker! You did it!” he laughed, seeing my spit dripping off my chin before rolling me onto my back. I laid there, looking at him stroking his slimy cock covered in my spit. “Gotta get you ready for Big Alex,” he joked. I gasped as he slipped two rough fingers inside me. Finding my spot, I started moaning. I lifted my hips to meet his slow, deliberate movements, making sure I was ready for him. Satisfied, he spread my legs and placed the tip of his cock at my stretched hole. He slowly started pushing into me. At first, I didn’t think I could take him, but the meth kicked in, and I threw my head back. “Fuck! Do it!” “Damn right, I’m gonna do it,” he growled, feeding me one more hit. “Told you it was a special occasion, and I want to make sure you can take me. Just inhale and relax.” I needed his cock and didn’t care that I was smoking meth, as long as he fucked me, so I took a deep one and tried to relax. “Goddamn!” I yelled, feeling him opening me up. Fuck it hurt. But at the same time, his thick cock felt good sliding into me. “Yep, fucker, you took it right in. No girl’s been able to do that so fast. Usually takes a while,” he moaned, working it slightly in and out of me to get me used to his massive cock. Looking up at him, I could see his eyes filling with lust. “Yeah, Alex, fucking fill me, I’m no fucking girl,” I moaned, losing control and accepting he was in charge. “That’s the plan, fucker,” he growled, going in deeper, “I should’ve done this the minute I got back.” I was feeling him deep inside me now, his balls pressed against my ass. “Shit, you’re fucking huge!” I moaned, “I can’t...” Gripping my hips, he pulled back, just leaving the tip inside me. "You can do it. Gonna breed that fucking tight ass of yours,” he grunted, pushing slowly back in. He paused with about half his shaft left to go. He took a deep breath, grabbed my hips and slammed the rest of it into me. "Goddamn, fuck," I kept repeating as he told me to relax and enjoy it. I loved the mix of pleasure and pain as he leaned in, sweat dripping, and kissed me. He started pumping into me a little harder. “Your hole feels so good on my cock. Tell me how much you’ve thought about it. I know you have.” Wrapping my arms around him, I pulled him in and held him tight. “Fuck, Alex,” I grunted as he started pounding me, “I’ve fucking been jacking off thinking about that fat cock of yours ever since you went away.” “Yeah, fucker? Well, you’ve got it now, anytime you want it.” At this point, I urged him on, recognizing the signs he was close and knowing he’d be unloading into me soon. “Shit, yeah. Give it to me, Alex.” The room filled with our moans from the fucking ‘til I could feel his cock swelling up even more. "Fucking take it," he kept grunting. He kept it up, thrusting harder and harder, before collapsing on top of me. I could feel him spasming and shooting into me. Wrapping my legs around him, I held him tight, feeling the spasms continue and wondering what the fuck was happening. “You ok,” I asked after a bit. “Yep,” he panted, finally calming down. “That happens sometimes. Fuck, that was great. I was worried you couldn’t take me. But, with a little help,” he smiled, motioning to the pipe, “You did it, fucker.” “Sure did,” I laughed and kissed him. I laid beneath him, his body pressing down on mine. Our shaved skin was slick with sweat as the heat from his body mingled with mine. After that, the distance disappeared, and things went back to how they used to be, now just with a little extra closeness between us. I never did try topping again. How could I, after taking Alex’s cock? From then on, all I wanted was his cock inside me, filling me up, and he was more than happy to help with that. Plus, he made sure the pipe was handy, if I needed it.

I usually deep trust and unload, let it sit and then continue stroking til I bust again and repeat until I’m fully drained. After I drop my first load the ass feels so much better and I get hornier. I never pull out. I don’t know how pornstars do it. I get into a frenzy when I’m about to cum and there’s no satisfying feeling like gripping hips/neck, or cinching the jockstrap/thong and releasing in a beautiful ass.

Deep ring, absolutely, prostate is not that deep, mostly that's my shaft rubbing into it. If he's good and hard - the pulsing is undeniable and lovely. Never feel the load per se but the friction gets less for sure - you can tell you just got WET indirectly. But most of what makes the top unloading inside you SO awesome is the pulsing feeling, the expression on his face, the nature of his thrusts, etc. That is SO SO SO hot...

While I have had a lot of gay incest experience, and have had great sexual experiences with the men in my family, I am first to say it’s not for everyone. It worked for us. We had a more male environment, as the parents were divorced and fucking hated her for leaving dad, so I was fucking all over the man, making sure he didn’t go without. I used to love going to the grocery store with dad. He had these thick, Italian, hairy legs, wearing shorts, no underwear, so could see his thick hog. Women would fucking throw themselves at the man, but we’d get home and he’d be banging the fuck out me. Never had to come out either, as I am sure he realized I was gay when I always begging for him not to stop while he was fucking me.

Not a great ass shot but I think my boi hole is visible enough.

I love this story so much! The use of drugs is exceptional, I’ve loved drugs since , well forever, my whole life. And the way the uncles have no problem using their whore nephew is just beautiful. Incest is awesome. All my family use of me has been amazing.

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.

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.

New Beginning Part 7 I’d been on edge all week leading up to our session with Jack. After all, I was Jack’s cuntboy. That hadn’t changed, and I wasn’t sure how Alex would feel seeing me slip right into it. Yeah, Alex was the dominant one with me, but never like Jack and, honestly, I knew he just didn’t have it in him. No matter how hard he tried, he’d never be able to go as far as Jack, and that’s exactly why I kept going back. And despite everything, it only made me love Alex more. I know. I admit it. I loved him. I had from the very start, but I still couldn’t say it. Like he said, I had a way of holding things back. It was a defense mechanism that I needed to work on. And knowing him, he wouldn’t say it until I did. That was his coping strategy. It was during one of those long talks about everything that happened with Jack when it finally hit me. He had completely fucked with my head. I wasn’t even the same guy from 10 months ago when Alex came back into my life. Everything had changed, especially me. Once Jack found out about Alex, he made sure to keep me spun from the minute I arrived, leading me to this weekend. Did I need it? No, but I needed to able to let go of everything and concentrate on Jack. On Friday, we started with a gym session, wanting to be at peak for our first session with Jack. Since I was already keeping myself smooth, I got in the shower for a touch up before getting Alex ready. Hearing the clippers buzzing, I laughed, remembering how things first started with us as the hair fell from his body onto the floor. Then the moment came, showing he was committed to it. He stood there, clippers still vibrating. His face and body clipped down, but head still covered in curls. Smiling at me, he took a deep breath and ran the clippers over his head, revealing his pale scalp. I just stood there as he stepped into the shower and shut the door. “Fucking love the feel of your skin after right after,” Alex whispered, rubbing his hands over me. “Don’t ever stop.” “Fucker, Jack would never allow it,” I admitted, accidently letting it slip how much control Jack actually had over me. “So,” he said, hesitating for a second, then grabbed my sac. “Do you always do what he wants?” I knew the answer but held off. It was too soon, and we had to get through this weekend. Grabbing his arms, I lifted them and watched his pecs rise, exposing the patch of remaining hair in his pits. His scent filled my nostrils, and I started flicking my tongue, lapping up the sweat from our workout. “Goddamn, fuck!” he moaned, forgetting the question, and reached down and held my head against it. After a bit, I pulled back and told him I needed to get him ready. I started rubbing the shaving gel onto his pecs, taking my time with it. Honestly, my hands probably lingered more than they needed to. While I was doing it, I reminded him what Jack was expecting, "Don't forget. From the minute we get there, just follow my lead." “Yeah, I remember,” he grinned as I gripped his tit tightly to shave his pec. “OUCH!” he winced, pulling back. I rolled my eyes, finishing them up, and shifted to his abs thinking, “Jack’s gonna love working on those tits.” Alex just stood there, eyes closed, not saying a word. I watched the goosebumps rise as the remaining hair disappeared. Once done, I stood back, looking the beginning of his transformation. His upper body was smooth again. My eyes moved down past his abs to see his cock still at full mast. I so wanted him to fuck me, right then, but had to finish. I knelt in front of him and coated his legs, trying to ignore his cock. Starting at his ankles, I made my way up. Cupping his sac, he pulled them up and I shaved away the last of the hair on his legs. He didn’t need me to say a thing after that. He knew what to do. It was all coming back to him. He let go, turned around, and leaned forward against the shower wall. Fuck, I was loving it. I told him to spread ‘em and made sure his ass and cunt were hairless again. Once his cunt was done, I moved on to his crotch, his cock almost taking out my eye. After cleaning it up, there was only area left. Licking off the drops of precum from his piss slit, I grabbed his sac and stretched it out. “Fuck Luke,” he smiled down at me. “You think Jack, uh Sir, is gonna approve?” "Yeah, he will," I chuckled, catching him referring Jack as ‘Sir.’ Now done, I sank back on my haunches, taking him in, smooth again after all these years. “What?” he smiled, looking down at me. “Don’t get me wrong, Alex. I thought you were a fucking sexy sonofabitch when I saw you again, but honestly, I missed you like this,” I sighed, standing up and taking hold of his shaved junk before leading him into the bedroom. “Fuck me.” Alex was totally on board, but he glanced at the time and paused. I brushed it off and told him we were catching the later ferry and that I’d already filled Jack in. What he didn’t realize was that the later ferry had been the plan from the start. I needed him to get the urge to fuck me out of his system so he could focus on what was coming. I kissed him hard, slipping my tongue into his mouth as I pulled him down on top of me. The second I felt his smooth, freshly shaved skin against mine, I stopped holding back. Our tongues fought for control while my hands moved over his body, taking in every muscle, every inch of that smooth skin. Wrapping my arms around his waist, I slipped my hand between his ass and fingered his smooth cunt. “Daddy’s gonna fucking love this,” I purred, knowing what Jack liked. "Yeah?" he moaned, raising his hips to give me more access. “Yeah, fucker. He definitely will,” I agreed, knowing he was perfect now. I could feel his hard cock throbbing against my abs, so I kissed him and moved on top of him. Straddling him, I raised his arms and lapped at his smooth pits. Moving to his tit, I started nibbling on it. “Shit yeah!” he growled, feeling me take a bite. “Harder!” I kept going, smiling to myself that he wanted it harder. He was making things easier. By now I could feel his shaft between my ass. Grabbing it, I easily slipped it in. “Goddamn Fuck, Alex!” I cried out, feeling myself sliding over his thick cock. Grabbing my hips, he started fucking me, stretching me out with every thrust. “You like that don’t you, you goddamn cuntboy?” he snarled, sitting up and pushing himself on top of me before shoving it in deeper with each stroke. “Your Daddy ever fuck you this deep?” “Fuck no, Alex. More! Fucking breed me deep!” I begged, wrapping my legs around his waist. “Didn’t think so,” he grunted, “Every time he‘s fucking you, remember how mine feels, bigger, deeper than he’ll ever get.” It was true, but I knew what Alex was doing. He wanted to fuck Jack out of my mind with every rough and hungry fuck he gave me. It wasn’t the first time. What he didn’t realize is that Jack knew how get in touch with the deepest part of my soul. “Fucking take it!” he yelled, his balls slapping again and again on my ass. On he went, now covered in sweat, ramming into me. I didn’t want it to end but I knew what I had to do. Tightening my cunt around his shaft, I could feel Alex’s thrusts shortening. It was working. A few seconds later, he started shaking. “FUCKING CUMMING!” he screamed out as his eyes rolled back, driving deeper into me. The feeling was too much for me and my cunt started pulsing. “Oh, God,” I moaned, feeling the walls of my cunt wrapping tightly around Alex’s cock. I held onto him tightly, getting him through the familiar spasms. Jack had told me to make sure it worked, and it had, just like I thought it would. We stayed like that for a bit until Alex was ready. “Shit...” He moaned, pulling out his dripping cock. “Hope Jack doesn’t mind that happened. I couldn’t help it.” “Fuck no, especially when he feels it in me,” I chuckled, taking him into my mouth and cleaning off the mess. “Now let’s get ready.” Afterwards, we got straight to it. I grabbed our jockstraps, still damp, reeking of sweat. We’d spent the week we spent working out at in them to get them just right. Throwing mine to Alex, I pressed my face into his. “Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about,” I growled and put it on. Alex stood there, grinning in my jockstrap, the pouch bulging with his cock, stretched and stuffed. Then he stepped up to the full-length mirror, checking himself out with that cocky smile of his. I came up behind him, hands sliding over his pecs, palms full of hard, smooth muscle. It felt like we were right back at the start. Only now, our bodies were bigger, stronger, more built, more defined. I started growling as my fingers slowly spread over his hard tits and gripped them. “Goddamn,” I muttered against his neck and kissed it. “We should live in these things.” Alex caught my eye in the mirror, smirking. “We’d never get anything done if we walked around like this all day.” “And that would be bad?” I joked, grabbing his junk and biting at his neck. He let out a low moan, gripping my hands. “Fuck.” I turned him to face me. “Seriously, we have to go.” He glanced down at his obvious bulge and grinned. “Then you better quit.” It was gonna be a hot weekend, so we tossed on some shorts, t-shirts, and sneakers, not planning to leave Jack’s place or needing anything else. The ride to the terminal was quiet, both of us caught up in our own thoughts. Once on the ferry, we headed straight to my usual spot on the upper deck without saying much. "I get why you like it here," Alex said, gazing out at the water. "Huh?" I asked, snapping out of it, too busy thinking about what was coming next to really hear him. "The view," he said with a smile, reaching over to squeeze my hand. "Yeah, it's..." I started, but a loud blast from the ferry horn cut me off, and I couldn’t help laughing. Alex grinned, remembering my first ferry ride with Jack. “Is that for us?” “Yup,” I smiled, waving up at the captain, and kissed him. It was starting to get dark when we got to the island. I could see the black SUV waiting for us at the edge of the parking lot and we made our way over. Jack rolled down the window and our eyes met. Alex glanced at me, then back at Jack, saying nothing but sizing him up with sharp eyes. I took a deep breath and smiled at Jack, the man that had turned me into what I was and exposed the parts of me that I had kept hidden from Alex. I told Alex to take the passenger seat then stepped toward Jack without looking back. “You did good, cuntboy,” he whispered, securing my collar before slipping me some tina from his fist. “Now get in the back.” I felt the burn penetrating my nasal membrane and smiled as hit me. It was starting. “Yes, Daddy,” I answered, slowly licking the remains from his fist. “Thanks.” I didn’t give a fuck if anyone else was watching. I had one thing on my mind, and nothing was gonna stop me. Opening the door, I stripped down to my jockstrap, tossing the clothes in the back and sat down. Alex just sat there, eyes locked on me like he was seeing me for the first time. “Fucking cuntpig,” Jack smiled, catching the cum still seeping out. “Daddy, this is Alex,” I grinned, making the introduction. “Alex, this is my Daddy, Jack.” "Hello, Sir," Alex said, steadying himself as he met Jack’s gaze. “Thanks for having me over this weekend.” Jack looked him up and down, not bothering to hide it. “You’re welcome, boy. I’m guessing cuntboy, here, already filled you in about what’s expected of you?” “Yes, Sir,” he said, his eyes locking on Jack’s before quickly stripping down like me. “Good boy,” he smiled, catching the sight of his shaved body and growing bulge. “Impressive.” “Thanks, Sir,” Alex grinned, genuinely caught off guard at the compliment. Relaxing, we talked about routine things on the way, making Alex more and more comfortable. I had told them so much about each other that Alex felt like they had known each other forever. Reaching the house, we entered through the garage and into the kitchen. “Go on boys, I’ve got a couple of things to do,” he chuckled, giving me a wink. “Boy, why don’t show Alex the view from the deck.” “Yes, Sir,” I smiled, and showed him the way. Making our way past the living room, I pulled Alex onto the deck where he spotted the packed pipe just sitting there on the table waiting for us. “Yep,” I growled as I reached for it, brought it to his lips, and gave him a nod. “All in, fucker.” I lit the bowl without thinking, just a reflex now, and watched as he took a long, slow drag, his eyes on mine. “Fucking good shit, cuntboy. Come’re,” he gasped, grabbing my chin and pulled me into his arms, releasing the cloud. Wrapping my arms around his waist, I took it in without thinking as our lips met, sealing the deal. We were locked in now, no turning back. “I get what you see in him,” he said with no hint of jealousy in his voice. “Another,” I whispered, pulling back, and slipped the pipe between his lips. I fed him a few more clouds to get him just right. Then it was my turn, needing it for what was gonna happen next. It was about more than just getting spun. I took a hit from the warm stem and let the cloud fill my lungs, knowing Jack had planned this. He gave me a quick kiss, took my hand, and we stood there quietly taking in the view until Jack showed up behind us. “Alright boys,” he growled, “Let’s get on with it.” I let go of Alex’s hand and turned to Jack, moaning. Just like the first time, Jack stood there with his hands behind his back, boots on, and a thick leather harness wrapped tight around his pecs. Glancing down, I could see his straining cock outlined in the frayed pouch surrounding his package. Without thinking, I made my way to him and sucked on his thick ringed tit. “The better for you to suck on,” he had told me back when he first showed the new rings to me. The scent of the pouch hit me hard, musk and sweat with a hint of piss. I dropped to my knees, leaning into it before I even realized. Jack stood right beside me, his hand gripping my shoulder as he watched Alex, waiting for what he’d do next. Alex stood there, just taking him in. I could tell he was hesitating. Then he glanced down at me. I gave him a small nod, and he finally walked over and dropped. Keeping his eyes on me, Alex started sniffing at the ripe pouch. “You like that, boy?” Jack growled, slipping a collar on him. “Go on taste it. I wore this one just for you.” “Fucking love it, Sir!” Alex moaned, feeling the tightness of the collar locked on his neck. Leaning into the mesh covered cock, he started chewing on it. I could hear Jack’s moans as Alex released Jack’s cock and took it in his mouth. His head was bobbing up and down, easily taking it to the root. I couldn’t take my eyes off him doing his thing with my Daddy. I reached over and rubbed the back of Alex’s neck. “Do it, fucker. Show him how much you want it,” I encouraged him. “Shit yeah!” Alex mumbled, his mouth full of leaking cock. “Fucking want it.” I paused for a second and stared. Alex didn’t look away, watching me the whole time like he was waiting to see what I’d do. Jack’s grip tightened a bit as if warning me to stay put. But Alex was watching me, and I hated feeling left out. I jumped in, joining him in worshipping Jack, and took our relationship to a whole new level. Alex and I came in from both sides, our lips meeting Jack’s shaft like we couldn’t get enough. We took it slow, hands roaming over him while our tongues tangled, mixing our breaths and spit. Jack was loving the attention from us. Suddenly, Jack’s hand shot out, pushing me back just enough to break my connection with Alex. “Go on,” Jack barked, grabbing my head, and pushed me down onto the floor. “Yes, Daddy,” I moaned, releasing Alex’s cock from the rank jockstrap and took it in. “Fuck!” Alex groaned, feeling it going down my throat. “Good boy,” Jack growled, grabbing Alex’s head, and shoving himself all the way in. “Just enjoy my cuntboy’s mouth while you take care of me.” Suddenly, Alex’s hands grabbed at me and started reaming my mouth as he took care of Jack. I could feel him getting close and started swallowing, my throat muscles gripping his cock. I felt him thrusting his hips into me with one final moan as he shot his load. “FUCK!” he panted as Jack’s cock slipped out of his mouth. Swallowing the load, I sat up to see Jack grinning down at me. “Good job, boy,” he said with a slow smile, pushing Alex away and shooting me a wink. “Cover him up. He won’t be needing that again this weekend. Get him ready.” “Yes, Sir,” I growled, helping Alex up. I was fucking flying high from what was happening and grabbed Alex’s hand. Giving it a squeeze, I led him down the hallway into one of the spare bedrooms. “Daddy converted this room a bit ago. Wait ‘til you see it,” I smiled, opening the door. “You’re the first one to help us break it in.” “Shit!” Alex moaned at the sight of the sling in the center of the room. I stood there for a second, surprised. The walls and ceiling were painted black now. Jack had been busy. “Ok, fucker, on the sling,” I prompted him, getting back to the plan. Eagerly, he jumped on it and laid back, his pecs rising with each breath. I ran my fingers up the length of his now-slick body. Taking his wrist, I kissed it, then buckled on one of the restraints. I secured it to the sling, leaving his smooth, shaved pit exposed. “By the way, Daddy approves,” I murmured, lapping up the sweat before securing the other one and moved to the foot of the sling. “Otherwise, we wouldn’t be in here.” I stood there looking at his muscular ass framed in the dingy white straps. God, he was beautiful! Next, I buckled a pair of ankle restraints on him and attached his legs. “Fuck,” I sighed, taking in his exposed cunt. Alex lay there, taking in the room. Jack had fixed it up properly. One wall held rack of gear and shelves of toys, while on the opposite hung a huge, steel framed black-and-white print of me in full leather gear. On the first anniversary of being his cuntboy, Jack had surprised me with a session with a famous photographer. I smiled, loving that he now had it in here, where it and I belonged. Then it was my turn. Jack had told me to gear up for the next part, said it was gonna be a part of Alex’s imprinting. I quickly pulled on my boots, tightened the harness until it pushed up my pecs, fastened the restraints around my wrists, and slid the armband up my right arm exactly like in the print. Grabbing at my tits, I walked over to the wall and looked up at myself. The shadows had made the muscles of my dehydrated body look even more defined than usual. I was hooded, harnessed with my booted legs spread, and hands shackled behind my back, wearing a leather jock that hid my limp cock. “That’s me, it’s one of a kind,” I proudly told him, remembering the day of the shoot. “If you look carefully, I was so fucking tweaked that you can barely see the whites of my eyes.” Hearing Jack walking in, I smiled and kept on. “Daddy wanted me looking my best, and that’s exactly what you’re seeing,” I grinned, pointing up at it. “I spent the whole week spun with the photographer to get that look.” “Shit Luke,” he groaned as it finally hit him that things with Jack had gone way further than he realized. “The perfect cuntboy!” “That’s right, boy. He is that,” Jack growled, walking up behind me and slipping a hood on me. I fell back against Jack as he secured it. “Fuck yeah, Daddy,” I moaned, feeling his hard cock slipping into me, where it belonged. I could feel his warm breath against my neck and my heart started racing. I was already caught up in this, craving more, not even trying to hide it anymore. “Goddamn it!” I yelped, tensing up as he snapped the alligator clamps on. That was it! What I felt for Alex didn’t matter. I was in full cuntboy mode now and was all in for what was coming. “Is he ready?” he asked, kissing my neck before pulling out. “He’s ready, Daddy,” I whimpered, feeling empty. “I’ve done everything you told me.” Jack walked over to the sling, my cunt juices smeared across his cock. Standing there, he stood staring down at Alex’s exposed cunt. “Yeah, you did, cuntboy,” Jack chuckled, teasing Alex with his cock. “I trained you right.” “Shit yeah, please!” Alex begged, raising his hips, and offered himself up. “Soon,” Jack chuckled, “Fucking hungry pig.” Jack gave me the go-ahead and, taking a deep breath, I nodded and walked over to the shelf. I could hear Alex still begging for cock as I opened the steel box sitting there. Picking up one of the rigs, I held it to the light and saw the shimmering contents. It was just like he said it would be, the perfect amount. Moaning, I grabbed another one from the stash and shut the box. Turning around, I slipped them into my waistband before joining Jack at Alex’s side. I could see the clouds were getting to him. Alex’s eyes got a little darker, his lips parting just a bit as Jack worked his magic. Silently, I grabbed the rubber strap and wrapped it around his bicep. He blinked, caught off guard as he looked at it then me. I hadn’t told Alex about this, but honestly, I didn’t have a say. It was what Jack wanted. I had no choice. The whole thing was Jack’s idea. We talked about it that night he first mentioned the three of us, but really, he’d already made up his mind and, as usual, just told me I was coming along. “What the fuck, Luke!” he whimpered, feeling the tightness of the strap. “What the fuck you doing?!” “Goddammit, stay still, Alex,” I growled, looking up at Jack, waiting for signal. “Remember, boy,” Jack barked, snapping a pair of tit clamps on Alex and shoving his cock in. “He told you exactly what’s expected. Everything he does, you do. You fucking agreed to all this before you even showed up here. This is just the start.” “Oh shit! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Alex moaned, his head falling back from the fire in his tits and full cunt. Holding on, Jack kept ramming into him, pulling it completely out and then shoving it back down to the base. I just stood there holding the rig up for Alex to see, keeping my eyes on his face. I could see his panic fading, being replaced by something deeper, something hungry. “YEAH! DO IT!” Alex shouted as the craving in his cunt completely took over. “Look at me, boy,” Jack growled, his cock settling itself inside Alex to steady him for his first slam. “I want you to feel my cock in you when take your first slam. Just like cuntboy here, you’re gonna be craving my cock every time, you slam.” “Shit yeah,” I moaned, slipping the needle into his bulging vein, and pulled back the plunger to draw blood. “You’re gonna fucking love it!” Jack was right. That’s why I never brought it up with Alex. Jack had done the same to me and now I only thought of his cock when I slammed. I was like fucking Pavlov’s dog. And with that, I pushed the Tina into Alex, loosened the strap, and tossed it. “Daddy’s been slamming me for a while now during these times,” I moaned, standing back, and watched it rush through his body. “And it’s your turn.” “Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit,” he kept repeating, as it hit him. Jack started pounding him again. He was on a roll, making sure his cock took what it needed as the sounds of his sweaty thighs slapped against Alex’s ass. “Fuck yeah! Harder!” Alex kept begging and bucking to offer up his cunt. I could hear Jack’s breathing getting harder with every thrust. Seeing Alex like this, I started whining. “Please, Daddy,” I stammered, pulling the second rig from my waistband and holding it out. “I was wondering how long until you fucking begged for it, cuntboy,” he grunted, stopping the fuck but staying inside Alex. “Drop and give it to me.” Quickly, I made my way to him on all fours, needing my slam, until I was at his feet. “Hand it over,” he snapped, not bothering to wait and took the rig. Looking down at me with a look that said I was his to use, he let another wad of spit fall. I couldn’t resist and started lapping it off the cap of his boot. “Look at me, cuntboy,” he barked, pulling out, and spit out another stringy wad. With my mouth wide open, I stuck out my tongue and took it in. “Ok, cuntboy, give me your arm,” he barked. Swallowing, I sat back and raised my arm with a desperate look. “Goddammit, cuntboy,” he grinned, strapping on the tourniquet, and getting me ready. “I can give you so much, if you just say the word and commit to it.” “Fuck, Daddy,” I moaned, looking at Alex. “I want that so bad.” “I know,” Jack growled, pushing the slam into me before burrowing back into Alex. “That’s why he’s here. I knew you were a package deal. I just had to know for sure.” “God, yeah!” I grunted, locking eyes with Alex as the chems rushed to my brain and cunt. Hearing Jack’s plan, Alex started pushing himself onto his cock. “That cunt of yours hungry?” Jack snarled, “Cause that’s what it is, boy. A fucking cunt.” “Yes, Sir!” Alex grunted, his head falling back on the sling. “It’s cunt. A fucking hungry cunt.” Hearing him admit it, I was lost my mind. I was craving Jack’s cock. I crawled to his side, watching him picking up speed and pounding Alex. As each thrust came quicker, I could see the cunt juices dripping out of Alex. “Shit yeah!” Jack groaned, his thrusts now shortening. “Gonna feed your cunt, boy. Fucking remember it.” “Please!” Alex begged, his eyes locking on Jack’s face. Holding my breath, I watched Jack give one final thrust and sink all the way in. Shuddering, he shot his heavy load into Alex. Taking a deep breath, “Cock!” I exhaled, aching for it. Pulling out his now spent cock, Jack let out a sigh, watching the mixture of cunt juices and his cum dripping off it. “Get over here,” he yelled at me. My heart pounding, I went down on him and started cleaning. "How’s that taste, cuntboy? Your fucking boyfriend’s chemmed up cunt juices on Daddy’s cock.” “Fuck, yeah!” I mumbled, the taste filling my mouth as he patted my head. “Fucking so good, Daddy!” "So, cuntboy," Jack said gently, his thumb brushing my cheek, “you know what this means?" “Yes, Daddy,” I sighed, looking at Alex and wondering what he was thinking. “I’m yours. I’ve always been. I see it now.” “Yep,” Jack laughed, taking me to Alex. “Damn, cuntboy. Why the fuck does it always take you so long to figure things out? Just say what you’re feeling.” I stood there, watching Alex, clueless about what was coming next. This part of Jack’s plan wasn’t something I was in on. Wrapping his arms around me, he looked down at Alex and asked, “What about you, boy? Whaddaya say?” For a moment, Alex just laid there, his eyes locked on mine. Realizing Jack was right, I reached for Alex’s hand. "I fucking love you, Alex. I always have," I told him, the words hitting harder than I expected. "I should’ve said it. I don’t know why I didn’t say it sooner." “Like Sir said, took you fucking long enough, cuntboy,” Alex grinned. “I love you, too. I’ve loved you since that summer before senior year.” “See, that was easy,” Jack smiled, giving our shoulders a squeeze. Then Alex turned to him, “And yeah, Sir, I’m yours. You didn’t need to do all this. I knew from the minute Luke told me about you, I wanted it.” Jack let out a low laugh and ran a hand over Alex’s head, “All that build-up just to admit you’ve wanted it since day one? You could’ve saved us some time and begged for it back then, boy.” “Sorry, Sir,” Alex apologized as Jack released him from the sling. “It’s ok, boy. You’re in luck,” he smiled, motioning to me. I stood there holding a box wrapped in black paper and ribbon. Walking up to me, Alex lifted the lid and smiled at all the leather gear inside. “Cuntboy here gave me your measurements, hoping it’d work out today,” Jack chuckled. “That’s for you.” “Shit, yeah,” Alex moaned, “Thank you, Sir!” “What?” Jack teased, sliding a finger inside him. “I mean, thanks, Daddy,” Alex grinned, grabbing the harness, and put it on. “You’re welcome, my boy,” Jack chuckled, slipping the hood on him. “Now get booted up. We’re just starting.” From that point on, we were both Jack’s and spent the whole weekend geared up and spun. Jack and I broke Alex in, showing him how we did things. And there it is, guys, the story of how Alex and I found our way to a brand-new beginning, together.

It was a typical Saturday afternoon and I was at my usual spot outside of the bookstore. A sleazy, popular joint that attracted all kinds of men and was an easy place to deal. If I thought I was being watched I could just slip inside and get lost for a while, always at least getting my big,11 inch ebony snake sucked, or dumping my load in some hungry manpussy. I didn't even have to pay to enter the maze of booths. The owner was a regular customer and I'd let him worship my monster, so I had unlimited access to the arcade. I was leaning against the side of the building, waiting for one of my regulars to come by when a black Escalade parked across the street, half a block down. I didn't think nothin of it when nobody got out right away. Wasn't unusual for dudes to sit in their cars getting up the nerve to actually go inside. It must have been about 15 minutes before the driver finally got out, and damn if one look at him didn't get my cock stirring in my jeans. Out stepped the sweetest little white boy I had seen in a while! He had to be barely 18 if a day, with strawberry blond hair, and a plump little bubble butt. My eyes followed him as he walked toward the door, nervously looking around before he ducked inside. My hardening dick told me to follow him, and I did. The kid was looking around the store, his hands stuffed into his pockets, obviously new to this whole thing. I could tell he was a rich kid with his Air Jordan's that didn't even have a scuff on them, his Sean John jeans, and his Ralph Lauren shirt. That was no doubt Daddy's Escalade he rolled up in. Hell, he had probably never been to this neighborhood before. But if he was here lookin for what I think he was, he was gonna get more than he bargained for if I had my way. He finally went up to the counter and handed the guy some cash, and showed him his ID. He had to pass by me on the way to the booths and I got a good smell of him. He smelled like soap, teenage boy, and sex. I went up to the counter and got a bottle of poppers and headed back there after my prey. My eyes had to adjust to the dark, but I didn't see my prize anywhere. I wandered the halls for about 5 minutes before I finally saw him exit a booth. He walked past me, giving me a nervous glance that said both, "I don't know what I'm doing", and "I want you." Damn right he wanted me. I was a fine mother fuckin piece of man. 6'2", and at 35, had a rock hard, wirey body, and beautiful ebony skin. The kid went into another booth and started to shut the door. My hand stopped it, and I slid in behind him, shutting the door. He didn't say a word as I gently reached out and stroked his face, but I could feel him tremble. "First time here?" I whispered to him. He just nodded, his blue eyes looking up at me. He wasn't very big, probably 5'9" and slender, but he did possess that plump mound of ass. I placed my hand on it while I said "relax baby boy, Jesse's gonna take real good care of you." I tilted his head back and leaned down, placing my full lips on his. He opened his mouth and I stuck my tongue in him. Mmmmmm....he tasted like candy. My hands rubbed his ass as my mouth took control of him. He just melted into me and I knew I had found my next bitch. I opened up the bottle and held it under his nose. "Breath deep baby boy, this will make you feel good. He inhaled deep like a good boy. I just switched nostrils back and forth a few times while he sucked in the fumes. I sat down on the chair and he sank onto my lap. Grabbing my face he started kissing me passionately while he ground his ass into my lap. I knew I had him hooked. "You like that baby boy?" I asked. "You like how that made you feel?" "Mmmmmmmm yea," he moaned. "Feels good." "I got something else that will make you feel sooooo much better. You wanna try it? You trust me?" "Oh yea," he moaned, licking my neck. Stupid little bitch. He didn't know he just sealed his fate. I pulled a little pipe out of my pocket that I kept preloaded. "You know what this is baby boy?" He just shook his head no. "This is Majic Miss T. She knows how to make you feel real good." I lit my lighter and melted the shards. As soon as the pipe filled up, I took the first hit, blowing the smoke into his mouth. Then I held up the pipe for him. "Breath slow and deep," I told him. Then blow it into my mouth. He did as instructed, so obedient. I just kept feeding him the pipe, until he finished off the bowl in 6, big hits. "Good boy," I told him. "You did that very well." Even in the dim lite I could see his eyes become dark saucers as lust glazed them over. I pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his creamy, alabaster skin, and his little pink nipples. I latched my mouth onto one, sucking it hard, and biting it with my teeth. He squealed and writhed, but I held him firm, then attacked the other one. I could feel his hard dick in his jeans pressing into my stomach, assuring me he was loving the rough treatment. I pulled off his shoes and socks, throwing them in the corner, and unbuttoned his jeans. I pushed him onto the floor and grabbed the legs, pulling them off, leaving him in his Calvin Klein boxer briefs, but not for long. I grabbed the waist band and ripped them off, leaving him naked and vulnerable, just how I like my white boys to be. His dick stood straight up out of his patch of reddish pubes, and he looked at me with crazed lust. "How much time you got baby boy?" I asked. "As much as I want. My parents and my sister are on vacation for two weeks." He panted. "Oh bitch," I thought to myself. You don't know what you just got yourself into.

I'm a wannabe sub and cumdump. Husband is out of town this week so I can host any tops who can help me fulfill my dream of taking any guys loads. Based in Arlington with a tight muscular ass.

Awhile back i had made a post about my supervisor jack and how his wife doesn’t give him any at home and how I stepped in. It’s been one of the best decisions I have made in life. I believe that as a younger man myself, (26) it is my responsibility and honor to serve as a place for men of all ages, sizes, sexualities, and relationship status to cum. Jack has been taking full advantage of this. I told him after our first meeting he could use me whenever he needed and he sure has. Out one night on our weekly work bar crawl, while walking from one place to the next. He told everyone we were gonna take a short cut and meet them there. He took me into an alley, pulled my pants down to my ankles, spit on his cock and pushed himself inside me. I moaned with pleasure and begged him to reward me with his load. He tightened his hands around my hips and busted in me. We meet up with the others. Someone asks him how his wife was doing and if she would be joining us tonight, and i sat there at the table with a smile on my face and Jack’s cum leaking out of my hole. Later on that night, he motions me to the bathroom. I quickly follow. He pulls me into the same stall as him. has me squat on the toilet and plunges into my hole again. I feel his pace picking up when another coworker opens the door to let us know they’re headed to another bar. “cool I’ll meet y’all there.” he says as he’s giving me another load. He pulls out and leaves to the next bar. I go home still full of his nut. Laying in bed playing with my sloppy, cum filled pussy when i get a text from Jack. “leave your door unlocked im on my way.” of course sir. I oblige. I hear the door open and footsteps approach. I get into position. No sooner than my ass hanging off my bed is jacks fat cock inside it. He leaves me with another load and tells me he will see me at work tomorrow. I get to work at my regular time and he asks to see me in his office. I follow him there and the door shuts. my pants drop, his cock comes out, and i’m bent over, still full and sloppy from his loads the night prior. His cock pops right in. he covers my mouth and whispers in my ear. “i can’t get enough of this hole.” i tell him it’s his. “i know it is. you’re my flesh light. My pocket pussy. i will fill you until my balls are empty. “ he whispers. “here comes another load.”’he shoots inside me one more time. I clean up, bursting at the seams from cum, and go on about my down, dripping Jack’s dna. Waiting til he needs to bust another.

I think it's a more primal instinct from tribal days when privacy wasn't a thing. You would always watch and hear your fellow tribe members procreating usually next to the fire to keep warm. In the Roman empire the same thing except it became more of a special place to do that. Fast forward to today where everything is private and now you have to go out and seak it, sometimes in cities far away. For me there's nothing better than others watching me performing, whether top or bottom. Something about another man jerking his cock to you communicates something at the subconscious level that yeah, what your doing is fucking hot. Being used by multiple men in public is just a tribal lust ritual. Marked as public territory for the group to enjoy using. Being pimped out, now that is on another level.

Easy enough using a vpn, just pick another country, most anywhere in mainland Europe is ok, Germany etc.

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 🙂

Back to jacke’s story again. As promised, I have again linked photos to people in the text. the last chapter became very long, so i have split it up. from this chapter, you will be led to the next part with more action. but this one it is not less important, to be able to follow the story well. the next chapter is introduced with this Part 8. I get up. Shit. My plug still in me. Just a sec, I scream to the other side of the door. I grab my pants and just before I want to pull out the butt plug, I think about the stain Leroy had the day before. Oh no… that’s not going to happen to me. So I keep the plug in and pull my pants on. Damm. This feels weird. But hey, nothing to do about this. I walk to the door and open it. Sorry to disturb, the help says. I just wanted to check and clean some stuff up, if I need to. I’m still shirtless, standing at the door. Your date has gone the help asks me. Yeah, he is gone. That was the plan did it not? The help smiles. Yeah, its time each date goes back to his own rooms. I do hope you had a good date, he smiles. Im not sure what to think of this, does he know? Does he suspect we fucked? But I guess I wont be the only one, am i… Yeah, it was nice, we had fun and talked a lot I say. Just pretending all innocent. The help just smiles. He walks up into the room and sees my bed. It’s a bit dirty from sweat and has some cum sports on it. I bed you guys talked a lot and had fun. He reacts to me. I feel my face turning red. The help removes all the stuff from the bed. Just picking this up, to do the washes. Ill get you some new towels, new bed scheets, clean your room and all the stuff. Get a shirt on, he tells me and go enjoy the breakfast in the main building. Its around 10.00 in the morning already, so you don’t want to miss it. I did not wash myself yet, haven’t done my hear etc. so I look a bit wild. But, what choice do I have. Ill do that all later. I quickly put a shirt on and leave the room. wen I walk and I pass the door from Leroy, there is another help, knocking his door. So I guess he’s still in his room to. But.. there is no response. The help takes his pass and unlocks the door. I can smell a sweaty, cummy, sticky smell coming out of the room. Dammm, I guess he had a party this night, I think to myself. I hear a bit of mumble. It seems Leroy is still in his room. Plz, help me fot a bit, I hear. Together whit the help I walk into his room. And then I see him. He is lying naked, on his back on the bed. His face turned to the ceiling. His eyes, tired. His arms and hands, just lying in some sort of weird position. He has some blue spots near his back, like bruises. His legs spread wide open and his cock soft lying on his belly. The part of his ass that I can see from were I stand, is red. Red like fire. It looks bruised, whipped and torn apart. His hole, still open and dripping out a mix of annal fluid, cum and blood. It has created several red/yellow spots on his bed and sheets. His bed is wet from sweat and I don’t know what ells. No way, this is only from Leroy’s body. On the floor there are several spots more. All red/yellow. The same mix of annal fluid, cum and blood. On the walls, I can clearly see his body print, were he roughly has been pressed against. What the fuck happened here? Did Jason do this? Did he treat Leroy like this???? The help looks at me, can you support me. We need to get your friend back on his feet. We both walk further to the bed. I bed over him, just in front of his face and wisper to him. Its ok, we are here, we will help you my friend. Calm down. I want to take Leroy in my arms, but the stops me. Let him ly down. Take the pain relief ointment, over there, he points to me. I grab it and want to give it to the help. Nu, he says to me. You do this. Lube your fingers whit it, and massage it in his hole. Be sure do do it deep and massage it good. It will help him. Im going to get him some cooling cloths, for his bruises and his ass. Ill get a pill to wake him up and give him some energy to. The help walks out and there I am, whit the ointment in my hands. So, I pure it on my fingers and I place them against his sphincter. I never thought, I would finger a hole, not like this, not Leroy’s. Here it coms, I say to him. I push whit 2 fingers, but there is no resistance. My fingers just go in real easily and I can feel why. He’s filed up. I feel the cum, blood and anal fluid around my fingers. His tore up sphincter at the base of my fingers. He feels so wet, warm and sticky. Its.. its… hot. Cum is dripping out his hole, along my fingers and hand. I start to massage his insides. Leroy starts to moan a bit. I guess, even whit his hole like this, he still likes it and still wants it. I di this for at least 5 minutes, wile my own cock is reacting to it and is getting hard. It does not leave Leroy unwilling and I can see his grow to. The help gets back and I pull my fingers out. He brought cooling cloths, that he lay under Leroys ass and his back. He gives me the pill, that Leroy can take. He has some sort of enema that he pushes into Leroy. It’s a pain reliever to, it helps the healing inside, but this one for even deeper then were your fingers went. Soon he won’t have any problem whit it anymore. It just takes a bit time. It won’t heal or protect other things he is exposed to, he winks at me. What did the help mean by that? Ok, you can now help him up, its all in. I get to his face again and softly pull Leroy up, his face against my chest. It will be ok, I whisper. Here take this pill. It will help you back on the feet. And I put it in his mouth. Leroy swallows. Just wait 15 min the help says. Hel be back up his by then. And indeed. 15 minutes later, Leroy is back, full of energy. Thank you guys, he says to us, really. You both are good nurses. We laugh whit it. Well, your not the only guy, in the hotel, that has this. We see it every year, number of times. Now, guys, be fast, get your pants and shirt on and head for a breakfast. You only have a half hour left. We both get up and start to walk, to the main building for our breakfast. Both of us, walk funny. Leroy, because his ass is torn apart and everything needs to get back in order. Me, because I still have the butt plug in. We crash at the breakfast ad both of us eat a bit. We look like shit. Our hair is not done and everyone can clearly see we had a wild night. But… we are not the only ones. More guys on the B list, look like this. Soooo… uhhhh. What happed Leroy? I start to ask him softly. Well. What do you think yourself, he reacts to me. We fucked. Well actually, he fucked me to be exact. All night long, whenever and how he wanted. And I let him. I offered my hole to him. He hurt you. i can see that, I tell him a bit mad. Leroy reacts. He did what he needed and what I wanted. And it was one hell of a fuck, or fucks… he grins. What about you Jake? How was your date and he starts to grin at me. Well. I got fucked to. By mark. And.. not just once... He was so dam good and hot. Bare? Yeah bare, we had just 1 condom so what do you think? The same like you I guess Leroy. Leroy grins. Congratulations then, you’re a cumdump like me he laughs. So.. tell me all, Leroy smiles to me. And I tell him all of the story. Leroy, did not tell me all. Just that he had fun but not more. Not even that mark came by. So I did wake up 2 times from loud yelling and banging in our floor, I tell to Leroy it sounded like someone was really fighting or really drunk and kept falling over. this must have hurt because i heard someone yelling too. didn't you hear anything? leroy laughs, i didn't hear anything, i had my own deal deal, i say? yes says leroy, with my date i mean and starts laughing. that wasn't you, was it? and I look at leroy... because you have all those bruises… was it? someone yelled poz me poz me poz me... before Leroy can answer both my questions, our smart watches light up. A message. We have to get to a info panel. So, we stand up, and both walk a bit strange. I have still my buttplug in, and leroy… wel… his ass is bruised… We walk outside to one of the info panels. Leroy logs in first. Oh he said, I have to go to the infirmary. I need to be there, in about 1,5 hour. I it is a health check. I guess they want to look to my ass, how bruised I am and if I need something. After Leroy I log in. an invitation, for the a roulette game. Oh, yeah.. It reminds me. Paul indeed clicked on the option to play 7 roulette games. To make our stay a lot cheaper. So, I guess this will be number 1. Well, what could it be? Something like blackjack, or roll the dice? Or.. well whatever. I log off again and we both start to walk to our rooms. We still have to refresh ourselves. In the room and grab a shower. My buttplug is still in, so I slowly pull it out in the shower. I can hear it plop out. I’m looking down, but there is nu cum or anything leaking. I guess my hole took it all in? there is no blood on the plug. strange… I did taste some on Marks cock this morning. But hey, I guess my hole is ok. It even starts to thigh up again. I shower, get my hair done, shave my sort of little mustache and beard (you can actually hardly see I have some hears there), shave my pubic hair, get some deo and perfume and take a new set of clothes. Well, as good as new and looking hot, I think, when I see myself in the mirror. I is almost time for the roulette game, so I head out. I don’t stop by at Leroys, he has to go to the infirmary, so watts the point. I have to go true the hotel garden, which is actually very big and I had not been yet. it takes longer than I thought to reach the location. There are a separate standing round building. It looks like some sort of bunkers. they has big walls, no windows and just 1 door. I have to be at building 2. at the entrance, there are some guys already. I greet them. They have different ages, but I guess the oldest is about 30. They all look fit and cute. There is no one I know. I want to start some small talk, but then a host opens the door Come in plz, and hold your smart watch against this panel. We all do as told and start to walk in. Everyone sees a green beeping, that he is allowed to enter. We follow the host inside and we are being let to a room. Its dark, some chains hanging there and lockers. The host takes the lead. Welcome to the roulette game guys. Nice to see that you all joined in. Each of you has a locker over here. It opens and closes whit your smart watch. Inside you will find a outfit to wear. Plz put that on. Put your own clothes in the locker and close it again. You can pick them up later. Ok I think, lets see the locker then. Every guy has a tight jockstrap in it, only the colors are different. So in just a few minutes we are all naked and putting them on. Damm. My eyes catch so many asses… Some of the guys are really hot. Meanwhile I start some small talk whit some guys to pass some time, introduce myself and see if the others know what this is all about. I chat whit a guy named Kayode. He is all black, around 21 years old, looks pretty hot to me, muscular and he tells me he is from Africa. He wears a pair of white tight underwear whit a red upper part. I really like him. Hes very friendly. he tells me his name means; bringing joy. Well, I think to myself, any boy that dates you, has joy indeed. He is really handsome. He is staying in the same building as me. It’s the 18-21 part bttm neg building and has a room on the other side of the hall. the host starts talking again. Pay attention please. Lets explain this event game to you all. You all signed in, wen you made the booking. So you have to play. There is no way out and all doors will be locked. We have 3 separated buildings like this one, in this part of the garden Inside each building we have 3 separated rooms round rooms. At the outside part of these buildings, we have these locker rooms and some private rooms. The buildings are sound proof, no windows at all. We play 3 games, after each game, which the animation team of the hotel has set up for you. you will come back in these lockerrooms after each game. The 3 games counts as 1 roulette game, you signed in to. We have several groups, so all the rooms will be occupied at the same time, in all the 3 buildings the winner of each building, will get his price after. The first game, will be VIP guest only. The second and third game, normal guests join. They were picked by lottery If you now follow me please. I’ll bring you to the play room. Watch out, the room will be dark. We all follow the host. We are whit 12 guys from this locker room. We walk in a line in a small hallway. its a bit hot in there. a smell of moisture is comming from the walls. i walk there in my jockstraps, to a game, i dont know of yet. if somone sees this.... but the camera Always watches. I can see a door in the hallway were we suppose to enter. The host leads us. Its very dark in the room and I almost cant see anything, a guy is walking in front of me. I almost bump to him, wen he stops. We have to stand next to each other, barley seeing anything. It feels warm in the room, there is almost no breeze. It sounds hollow. I guess that’s because of the shape of the building and rooms, big circles. there i stand. waiting, for what is to come. This is no soccer match, dart game, volleyball or some kind of game... this... is somthing else.... Somthing dark... i hope the animation team of the hotel, has done there job well and came up with something original..

Stopped by an ABS after work, had several booths, some with gloryholes. Also a couple mini theaters showing porn with a couch. Went into a booth with gloryholes on each side. Slid my jeans and underwear down around my workboots. Sat down on the chair and started stroking my cock. A white guy slid his cock thru the gloryhole, was soft and I sucked it and go iit hard. Continued sucking and after a couple minutes he shot his load in my mouth and I swallowed. I looked over at the other gloryhole and saw a black guy watching me suck. He saw that I finished on the other side and he stood up and stuck his cock thru the gloryhole. I moved my mouth over to his semi hard black cock and started sucking. Average thickness and within a minute his cock was rock hard about 7 inches. I wanted this cock in my hole so I smeared some lube on my hairy hole and turned around and slowly pushed my hole against his cock head. He knew what was happening and started to do mini fucks to push his head in my hole. Didn't take long as his cock head was solidly in my hole and kept fucking deeper as I grabbed the other side of the wall and pushed and impaled myself on his cock. Once my ass was against the wall he was picking up the pace and fucking me raw n deep. I was getting verbal tellin him his black cock feels great in my hole and keep fucking. After a minute I heard him grunt and push deep one last time as he bred my hole full of cum. Kept his cock still in my ass for a bit and slid his cock out. He zipped up and left. Sat back in the chair and my cock was leaking precum from the raw breeding. Was kinda slow so I zipped up and walked around for a bit. A bit later made eye contact with another black guy and I walked over to the theater section. He walked over a minute later and I grabbed his crotch. He unzipped his pants and pulled his cock and balls out. I started sucking him right there in the theater section and other guys were watching our action. Once his cock was hard and spit lubed, was a hard thick 6". I turned around and dropped my jeans and underwear and bent over the couch facing the screen. The black guy immediately got behind me and pushed his cock into my cummy hole. He didn't know there was cum in there but definitely didnt need any more lube. He pushed in balls deep and started fuckin me raw. Started calling me a bitch for taking his cock and told him fuck yes im a bitch for cock and cum. That got him riled up and he fucked harder for a minute and said bitch take my load and he bred my hole with load #2. He pulled out of my ass and slapped my ass and said hot hole and zipped up. I was there for a minute bent over but the other guys watching just enjoyed the show but didn't want to fuck. I zipped up and cruised around for a bit. Was kinda slow so I went into a single booth with no gloryholes and just chilled on a chair with the door open. Several minutes later another black guy entered the store. We made eye contact as he walked down the hall but he kept walking. He wanted to scope out the place, but about 5 minutes later he stopped by my booth door and paused as he looked in. I waved him in and he walked into my booth and closed the door. He said what's up? I tugged at his bulge and said I'll suck his cock. He immediately unzipped and pulled out his cock. Started sucking his cock and he was getting harder. I tugged at his underwear and he pulled his underwear down letting his balls flop out too. I licked and tongued his sweaty balls and back to sucking his cock. He was now rock hard and asked what else am I into? I told him I like to get fucked too.. He asked if I was clean.. yeah said i was clean and ready.. I stood up and turned around and undid my belt and slid my jeans and underwear down and bent over. He was ready to fuck and immediately stepped forward pushed his cock against my hole. Told me it's a hot slick hole, I told him fuck yeah im ready for a raw fuck. He started fuckin with his balls slappin against my ass. Told him im gonna drain those low hangers, keep fuckin and don't pull out. He started fuckin faster and rougher and he said what a hot big ass I got... told him feels even better when my ass makes u nut deep. He said fuck yeah and said he was gettin close. Told him keep fuckin I want that cum. 30 seconds later he started to moan and did deliberate deep fucks as he shot his load up my ass. Then pushed balls deep to let my ass milk the last of his cum. He pulled out and I turned around to lick up the remaining drops of cum. He said thanks will have to fuck again and he zipped up and left.

Gave 5 loads yesterday at the local arcade

For me it was with a stranger in a hotel he came in me twice but never really answered if he was clean but it felt right to me I could have told him no but I just couldn’t I was to horny

Heres one

Had been feeling feral for days, and decided to have my first truly anon experience in years. Posted a cruise ad on sniffies saying I wanted an anon load, and got a handful of quick replies. One was from a guy who has reached out before, but his requirement was he had to be able to film it. He promised he only would use it for a few days for jerking off and then delete, but obviously I didn’t believe him. So previously I turned him down despite having a tight body and thicker cock (tho on the short side). Yesterday my mood and deep hunger in my hole had other ideas. So I countered with agreeing, if it was anon. I didn’t even want a pic of his face or what his age was. So long as I was wearing a large blindfold so I couldn’t be recognized, even if the videos or pics ended up distributed. He quickly agreed and thought that was hot. I cleaned up and out, put a blanket on the living room floor in a direct line from the front door, and for one of the first times, put myself in my chastity cage to get fucked. Put just a jock on, per his request, and waited a few minutes for him to ring the bell. I unlocked the door from my phone and put on a blindfold and got on all fours, ass facing the door as he came in. He had a deep sexy voice and said “fuuuuuuuck yeaaah” as he saw me. I heard him set down his tripod for filming and he immediately dove in to eating out my hole. I had been a little aggressively stretching with plugs the night before to get back into fisting shape, so his tongue felt amazing, and he could get deep into my sore hole. He ate me out for a few nice minutes to get my hole nice and easy He quickly undressed and came around and lifted my head so I’d be just on my knees and put his semi hard cock at my lips. I willingly started sucking him hard. He had a nice thick smooth cut cock, that fit well without really needing deep throating. After a few minutes of that, he spit on my hole, asked if I was ready (his only misstep haha) and pushed in easily into my hole in one go, and started fucking me nice and hard. He loved how wet my hole felt. He felt great. Smooth cock on my sore ass lips. My cock strained in its cage. After a bit he had me flip on my back and out my legs on his shoulders and pounded me that way. Lots of dirty talk between both of us. Blindfold doing its job perfectly. Then as he got closer I asked if he wanted to make sure his load got deep by finishing with me with my chest to the floor, ass up in the air. He eagerly agreed and flipped me over, and I asked if I could please suck his cock for a minute. I love ass to mouth. He said fuck yeah and brought it to my lips and I sucked him for a minute. Back to fucking, he quickly started raising his pace and I reached back to spread my cheeks and relaxed my hole when he said he liked it nice and loose. He loudly blasted his load into my hole, and I asked him to stay in so I’d get all of it. When he got soft he pulled out, thanked me, dressed, and left. I stayed in the same spot, letting his load slide deeper. I got up and put a plug in my hole, and kept the cage on, which I had never done after being fucked. That sent me into a wild feral mood all day. Unfortunately getting another load didn’t work out, so eventually I let his load out and ate some and jerked off my freed cock with the rest. He sent me some screen shots later on. Here’s one.

Hey Billy88666- thanks for the kind words. I am technically prostate cancer" free" as of the Jan and April labs, tho monitoring will always need to be done. As for speaking up- gay men used to have a saying at the darkest point of the AIDS crisis [Silence = Death] I was like a TV tele evangelist after my diagnosis talking openly and frankly to the guys I hang out with for coffee or in other forums. As a result, the husband of one man approached me and asked me to talk with his husband, who had just gotten diagnosed. Another man came up a couple months into my journey and began asking questions , he had just failed a PSA test. I believe all people can share and educate each other in so many aspects of living, and in our sharing we not only help, but also grow . as for men getting checked- for fucks sake guys- DO IT! At least once a year after you get past 45 . Keep a log year to year of the PSA number and IF you suddenly see a jump, but it is still below 4, realize riding a bike, or a hard cock, or dildo(s) ( or any other anal insertable item ) or jacking off or even a workout at the gym the day or two before the blood draw can elevate your PSA without it being due to cancer cells. Now for the sad/bad news- the one bright spot for all of us bottoms and a prostate exam- the " physicians handshake" , or the doc digging his finger up your ass for a rub on the prostate, is a fading method of diagnosis. Most docs try to get it over with quickly to spare the man embarrassment or " distress" and can easily miss even a raised bump if they don't happen to press on the spot. PSA test and a follow up MRI if anything seems out of the norm is the newer standard of investigation.

New Beginning Part 5 Taking a deep breath, Alex started his story in a steady voice. “I’ve thought about this a lot. Changed me. Well, you know that.” he grinned, feeling his load dripping out of me. And then his voice started to crack, he was getting serious. “Later, I realized that we were more than just fuck buddies back then. We never did talk about what was going on between us. Guess it was because we knew we were gonna be on different coasts in few months.” "Yeah," I said, letting his words sink in. Suddenly, my memories felt different, like I was seeing them through a whole new lens. “Even with all this cuntboy stuff, I never really forgot about you, Alex. I just figured, you know, you’d moved on.” “Shit no, Luke,” he told me, tears welling up. “Honestly, I was afraid. Plus, admit it, you always held shit back. Lots of times I didn’t know what the fuck you were really thinking.” "Yeah, true," I told him as I wiped the teardrop from his cheek, then leaned in and kissed it. "Go on, fucker. Tell me about it." Once he realized I'd admitted to it, he grinned and jumped straight into the details. “My uncle threw a BBQ my first weekend at his place and Greg was there. That’s his name. I was hanging out in the pool and didn’t notice him coming up. 'Hey, you must be Alex,' he smiled, crouching down and spreading his legs, 'I’m Greg, your uncle’s neighbor.' That’s when I noticed his package. 'Hey,' I stammered, like an idiot. 'Mike told me you were on the swim team,' Greg grinned, slowly scratching himself, 'You got good form, boy.' 'Uh, thanks,' I mumbled, not being able to keep my eyes off his bulge.” ----- “Fuck Luke, it was packed, and you know I wouldn’t say that, if it weren’t true.” Laughing, I nodded, “Yeah, yeah, go on. What happened next?” ----- “Anyway, after some small talk, Greg got up and headed over to some of the other neighbors. For some reason, I was getting hard and couldn’t get the size of it out of my head but played it cool. It’s bad enough when it’s soft, but hard? My uncle was right there, so I kept swimming, trying to shake it off and look halfway decent. Then, I calmed down enough to get out of the pool. Grabbing a burger, I took a seat at the empty table under the tree. That’s when I saw Greg come over with a couple of cups. ‘Hey, boy,' he whispered, passing one over so it wouldn’t be obvious. 'Figure you’d like this.' 'Hey, Greg. Yep, thanks,' I mumbled nervously tasting the beer, barely able to talk as he sat down across from me. That was probably the first time I really looked at his face, with short, buzzed red hair and green eyes. Total ginger.” ------ "Dammit, that’s why!" I laughed, running a hand over my buzz cut. “You asshole!” “Yep,” Alex smiled, “Exactly,” continuing the story. ------ “'You know,’ Greg said, leaning in with a grin, ‘If you’re ever up for...’ Before I could catch the rest, he had already turned to my uncle. Turning back to me, smiled, ‘Just let me know. I’m usually up late, wouldn’t mind some company.’ ‘Yeah?’ I asked, not thinking much of it, but later I realized there was more to it. 'Yeah,' he smiled, grabbing my hand before standing up and walking back to the crowd. 'See ya, then.' He didn’t say a word to me the rest of the day, and honestly, it kind of bugged me. He was too caught up in the neighborhood gossip to notice, but every now and then, I’d catch him sneaking a glance my way. Later that night, I sat in my room, thinking about what happened. Damn, I wasn’t sure what I was feeling, but my cock was getting hard. I knew right away just from the way he looked at me, Greg was gay. I’d seen that look from guys before.” ----- “And yep, I’d see that look from you, sometimes,” Alex laughed, kissing me. “But I didn’t mind. I kind of liked it when you did it.” “Asshole,” I chuckled. ------ “But there was something about him that I couldn’t put my finger on. That’s when I decided to take a walk to clear my head. My uncle was out cold, so I stepped out the front door and started walking. I didn’t really have a place in mind but passed this guy sitting on his porch, just in shorts and drinking a beer. I couldn’t tell who it was at first, so I kept walking. But then his voice gave it away. 'Hey, boy,' he said, standing up and walking into the light. Goddamn it, Luke, suddenly I got nervous and just stood there looking at him. It was the way he kept calling me ‘boy’ from the first time I met him that got to me. I thought about making up an excuse to head back to the house. But, fuck, he was built. That’s when I noticed the streetlights bouncing off the metal in his nips. 'Hey, Greg,' I answered, not being able to keep my eyes off the thick barbells. 'Got any place in mind,' he chuckled, scratching his nip before taking a drink. 'Uh, no,' I stammered, watching him smile as I squirmed. 'Uncle Mike’s out cold and I couldn’t sleep.' 'C’mon then. Got plenty more of these, inside,’ he grinned, wrapping his arm my shoulder and leading me up to the house. With his arm still on my shoulder, he closed the door and led me into the living room. 'Grab a seat. Be right back,' he smiled, squeezing my shoulder and walked into the kitchen. Honestly, I was fucking nervous by this time and had no idea what I was doing there. Next thing I know, he hands me a beer and sits down across from me, legs spread and starts making small talk. I tried keeping eye contact with him but kept glancing down while sipping on the beer. 'You not into it?' he finally asked, spreading his legs further apart. 'Huh, what?' I answered, freaking out that it must’ve obvious I was checking out his bulge. 'The beer... It’s a dry stout. Some guys say it’s got an off taste, but I like it.' 'Oh,' I smiled, taking a large swig and ignoring the taste, 'Yeah, it’s good.' 'Glad you like it,' he chuckled, scratching his crotch. ''Cause, for some reason, I was thinking you might not be into it.' ‘Naw, the beer’s fine,” I told him, taking another swig. I was feeling good by then but still kind of scared. Seeing it, he asked me what was wrong. I don’t why, Luke, but I was feeling relaxed with him and just started telling him about you and how confused I was about things sometimes. ‘What do you mean, things?’ he asked, handing me another beer and sitting back in the chair. The second beer went down smooth, no bite this time. ‘Looks like you're getting used to it,’ he grinned, clearly noticing how easily I was drinking it now. I told him I knew you were gay, but it was cool, and how you’d been on my mind since I got to my uncle’s. Sure, I wasn’t gay, I told him, but I could be myself with you. My parents were never around, you know that. Then, and I don’t know why, I told him how you always went along with what I said. I guess that’s when Greg knew how to proceed. ‘You liked it?’ he grinned, casually stroking himself. My throat felt dry, so I took a sip of beer, my eyes still fixed on his crotch, trying to pull myself together enough to answer. ‘Yeah,” I admitted, not really knowing what I was getting into. ‘So, you liked being in control?’ he asked, sitting back to give me a better look at him. “But have you ever thought about how Luke felt? How he was feeling when you were controlling the situation? You gotta have at least once, right?’ Shit, he was right, and I admitted it. We kept on talking and, fuck, it felt like a fucking therapy session. Then, finally, he started telling me that he was like me in some ways. He liked being in control. When he said that, all these feelings and thoughts hit me at once. I sat there, taking it all in. ‘Boy, all I’m going to say is you need to be honest with yourself,’ he said, finishing his beer. ‘How about we try it now? You can see how Luke feels.’ It was as if something in me clicked. Something about the whole control thing got me hot. Fuck, I was the horniest I’d ever been right then. 'Yep, man. Let’s do it,' I blurted out before I could stop myself. 'Great. Let’s get started,' he growled. He stood and slipped out of his shorts to show me his hard fat cock sticking straight out over a pair of huge nuts. I just sat there, not believing what I was seeing. I mean, you know... But he had me beat. Not by much, but enough you’d feel the difference. Anyway, next thing I know, his expression hardened and said one word to me. 'Strip.' I hesitated a second, but the look in his eyes told me I couldn't say no. So, I kicked off my sneakers and pulled my shirt off. His eyes flickered with approval, but his face stayed unreadable. I looked down, avoiding his gaze cutting through me. I undid my shorts and slid them down to my ankles. That’s when I looked up and sat there with my cock sticking straight up from my shaved crotch. ‘Impressive,’ he grinned, raising his arm to sniff his pit before looking at me to see what I’d do. Fuck, before I knew it, I made my way over to him and sniffed at it. I couldn’t help it. ‘That’s it, boy,’ he growled, holding onto my head. ‘I didn’t even have to tell you. You know what you want.’ I stuck my tongue out and took my first taste of pit. Before this, I wouldn’t ever done it, but the smell and taste were getting to me. Part of me wanted to stop but the more I tasted it, the more I wanted it. ‘That’s it, boy. You like it, don’t you?’ Nodding, I kept on it, swallowing the beads of sweat. Next thing I know, He pulls me up to his face and moved in. I was freaking out. I’d never kiss a guy before and started pulling away. He looked straight at me and told me to close my eyes and just go with it. I still wasn’t sure, but he grabbed my cock and started stroking it. ‘Fuck.’ I moaned feeling him pushing his lips over mine. I hesitated one last time, then shut my eyes and went along with it. His lips weren’t like any girl’s I’d kissed before. His scruff was scratching me as he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I took it and kissed him back. Shit, I’d never felt anything like that before. ‘That was a good one, boy. That your first time kissing a man?’ he smiled. I just nodded, too surprised at what I was doing to answer. ‘And did you like it? Be honest.’ ‘Shit, yeah,’ I moaned, thinking about how I wanted to know how it’d feel to kiss you, Luke. “Good boy,” he growled. “Follow.” Fuck Luke, I jumped and followed him, kind of liking how he was acting, taking charge, you know. We got to the bedroom. I could see him stretched out on the bed, lighting a glass pipe, and inhaling. Seeing that I was doing everything he told me, he smiled. Exhaling a thick white cloud, he grabbed his shaft. “Damn, boy. You got a good sized one, but you ever seen one this big in person?' ‘No,” I told him, too shocked to say anything else. 'No, what?' he barked, taking in another hit from the pipe. 'No, Sir,' I moaned, looking up into his eyes before looking back down at his rigid cock. 'Good boy,' he told me, exhaling, 'Check it out.' Without another word, I crawled up to get a closer look at his massive cock. I couldn’t take my eyes of it. My mouth was fucking watering at that point, watching the precum pouring out of his piss slit. He just sat back, watching what I would do. I was kind of zoned out. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and stuck my tongue out to get my first taste of another guy’s cock. That’s when I went for it and slipped my mouth over it, trying to get more of cock into my mouth. The head was huge and stretched my jaw as it went down on it. 'Good boy.' he groaned, 'It’s your first time. Just do what feels good to you when you’re being sucked off.' 'Uh, huh,' I moaned, trying to repeat on him what I liked when getting head. ‘That’s it, boy. Show me how much you want it,’ he whispered, stroking my face. Shit, something about the taste and hardness of his shaft in my mouth felt good. I was getting into it. I was fucking sucking on his cock! I’m trying to suck as much as I can, but I wasn’t used to it. After a bit, he pulled me off and shoved me down against his ball sack. ‘Now lick my balls,’ he growled. ‘Get used to servicing the whole package.’ I don’t know what came over me, but I lifted his sac with my nose and started sniffing at ‘em. Fucking sweaty and musky. Fucking smelled like our locker room in high school. I couldn’t help it. I started licking, getting a taste of them. ‘Look at you, boy,” Greg laughed, ‘Slurping on my balls and loving it. You do, don’t you?’ All I could do was moan and nod. I didn’t want to stop. He’s moaning and moaning until he grabs my head and pulls me up to his cock again. ‘Shit, yeah!” I groaned, as he starts slowly fucking my mouth. 'No doubt about it, boy. You’re a fucking cocksucker now,’ he growled. ‘Now look at me, boy.’ I opened my eyes and looked up at him looking down at me. Fuck, he was handsome, and he knew it. Resting my hands on his thighs, I let him take control and show me. 'Easy. That’s it. Breathe. No rush. Take your time,’ he murmured, holding my head as he pushed me deeper onto him. I tried concentrating on my breathing as he pushed me down and gulp in air when he pulled me off. I could feel the spit flowing out of my mouth. At some point, I started gagging when I felt him hit the back of my throat. That’s when he pulled me off. 'Fuck, boy. Not bad for your first time.’ 'Really?' I smiled, feeling weirdly proud about how I sucked his cock. That’s when he pulled out the pipe again and lit it. 'You’re gonna need this for the next part,' he said matter-of-factly and inhaled, before offering it to me. 'Uhhh,' I mumbled, freaking out. I knew what it was but had never done it. You know, swim team and all. But the minute he slipped his finger in me, I didn’t care. I was feeling good from the beer and was up for anything. So, I leaned in...” ----- “Wait, how many beers did you have,” I asked Alex, giving him a look. “Two,” he grinned, “Yep, I know. He told me later he had put something in it.” “So,” I smiled, “He had it planned all along.” “Yep,” Alex chuckled, “All along.” “Sounds familiar,” I laughed. “Go on.” ----- “'Fuck yeah, boy,' Greg smiled, slipping the stem between my lips, 'Deep one and hold it.' Inhaling, I could feel the warm cloud filling my lungs. On the exhale, I relaxed, knowing that I couldn’t go back and looked at Greg just watching me. 'You’re going to need more than that,' he laughed, handing me the pipe. He talked me through lighting the torch and warming the bowl as he fingered me. ‘Any of your girlfriends ever finger you while they gave you head?” he asked, slipping in another finger. ‘Shiiiit no,’ I moaning at how good it felt, ‘Fuuck!’ After more hits, I couldn’t take any more of his fingers inside me. I wanted his cock. 'Fuck me, Sir,' I gasped, exhaling another cloud. 'I was waiting for that, boy,' he growled, rolling me onto my back, 'All you had to do was ask.' Before I knew it, he was putting his mouth on my hole and slipping his tongue inside. He was fucking eating me out and it felt fucking amazing. 'Fucking cherry,' he groaned, spreading my ass and getting me ready for his cock. 'Shit, fuck me,' I begged, now completely spun out. Pressing the leaking head of his cock at my hole, he popped it inside and paused. ‘Fuck. How’s that feel, boy?’ he laughed, ‘By that look on your face, you’re liking my cock in your cherry hole.' I could feel him opening me up, but the Tina helped. I didn’t care about the pain. I was over it. 'Aww fuck, yeah,' I grunted, feeling him push a couple of more inches in, 'Fucking feels good!' He started slowly playing with me, pushing in and pulling out. Finally, he went for it and shoved a couple of inches into me. He kept on going deeper with every jab. I was going crazy, feeling his shaft hitting me deep. 'More!' I begged him. 'Yeah,' he grinned, leaning down to kiss me, 'You’re taking your first cock, boy.' 'Goddamn, fucking love this shit!' I moaned, grabbing onto him. Fuck, my hands were all over him, pulling him deeper into me. That’s when I knew it wouldn’t be a one off, Luke. Sure, he had slipped me the G and had smoked the Tina, but I was really into it. I had sucked cock and was getting fucked. They just helped me accept I really wanted it. ‘Tighten up those ass muscles, boy,’ he growled every time he was balls deep in me. It was hard at first with his big cock stretching me out, but I started milking him with my hole as he kept it up. ‘You want my load, boy?’ he grunted over and over again. ‘God, yes!’ I moaned, feeling his cock expanding. Finally, he grabbed my hips and slammed into me and stayed there. 'GODDAMN FUCK!' he roared, finally shooting into me. I just laid there, feeling his cock pulsing over my prostate and I started stroking my cock. ‘Yeah, boy. Show me how good it feels getting fucked by a big cock,” he laughed. I was gripping on my cock hard and rubbing one out as he shifted his hips to tease me, watching me getting closer and closer. ‘Aww fuck,’ I grunted, spewing my load over my abs. ‘So good!’ ‘Damn, boy,’ he grinned, pulling out of me. Looking down at my abs, he smiled and lapped up my load, ‘For your first time, you’re really into this.’ ‘Yep, I am,’ I sighed, and we started making out, swapping spit and my load. After that, we started talking about what I was feeling. Turns out he’s a psychologist. Funny, huh? And I finally admitted what I’d known deep down. From that night on, I’d head over to his place after my uncle went to sleep and take his cock. I didn't even need anything to get me in the mood, but it helped me to get used to his cock. That’s where I got the idea to help you with mine. Since I was going to college on the same coast, my uncle offered to let me spend the summers with him and I did. My parents were always busy anyway and were dealing with my little brother, so they were ok with it. Even after my uncle moved a couple of years later, I kept finding excuses to visit him. After college, I got a job in town and moved in with him.” ----- “So, you see, we’re the same in some ways,” he grinned, motioning to my collar. Sitting there, I couldn’t shake the feeling. Something Alex said, or maybe he hadn’t, really stuck with me. “So,” I asked, “When did you fuck him?” “I never did,” Alex smiled, grabbing my arms and tightly wrapping them around himself, “I know I wasn’t the first guy who fucked you, but you were the first guy I fucked. Remember, I wanted you to fuck me, and you tried?” “Shit!” I moaned, remembering that day and feeling proud I was his first. “At least I got to feel you inside me that one time,” he grinned, reaching behind and squeezing my junk. “Yeah,” I chuckled, “You’re the only one. After you fucked me that night, I never even thought about it.” That’s when we started talking about old times and caught up, until an easy silence fell. We stayed like that for few minutes, not saying anything else. Noticing the time, I finally broke the silence, “It’s late, stay.” “MMhmm,” he mumbled, laying his head against my shoulder. After a bit, I noticed he was nodding off and turned away from me onto his side. I took the moment to watch him breathing. I let out a little chuckle as his harness moved with every breath. He had a point. In a lot of ways, we weren’t so different. We’d been through a lot of the same things to get to this point. I turned to go to sleep. “Uuh uuh...” I heard him grunt, grabbing my arm and turning me towards him, “Big spoon.” “Yep, little spoon,” I chuckled, surprised that after everything that happened tonight, he was still the little one. Wrapping my arms around him, I pushed my junk against his ass. Even if I’d never fucked him again, at least I could give him that, and fell asleep.

This cock belongs to a top in cologne ho fucks me at least one per week.

Meet this guy a few times when in London. Always an amazing fuck.

Part 13 As I’m driving home, I’m thinking, this is pretty cool as it’s been a while since I had someone waiting at home for me. Even better when it’s a super-charged toxic top who has hyperspermia and an insatiable sex drive. Hoping for another massive load, my cock is hard and leaking precum as I pull in the garage. Entering the house, the place is dark and quiet. Glancing outside, I see Tom laying by the pool in a speedo that does little to cover his massive 10” cock. I find myself grinning as I open the door to greet this well-built tatted stud. Tom rises to greet me, pulls me into a kiss and whispers to me, why don’t I go get showered and clean up while he pours us a drink and orders dinner. Seeing my grin drop, he’s says, oh don’t worry bud, I’ll be filling your belly in multiple ways this evening. I quickly cleaned out, showered, and joined Tom outside where he handed my favorite scotch. Quickly downing the drink, I turn to Tom and say I’d much prefer a drink from his tap. I drop to my knees, pull his suit down and open my lips taking his cock head in my mouth. He looks at me and says, you must be thirsty dude. Pulling slightly back, I tell him I’m parched. He grabs the back of my head and tells me to open my mouth. He grunts and let loose a torrent of piss into my mouth. I’m greedily gulping his golden flow as he fills my mouth to capacity and the overflow runs down my chin. I’m so fucking love his hose filling me with his piss, savoring the sweet, slightly salty stream. Evidently Tom’s been holding back as his spray overwhelms me causing him to pull out, drenching my face and chest. As his flow slows, I take him back in my mouth, sucking every drop I can pull from his cock. He pulls his cock out of my mouth, grabs my face telling me to keep my fucking mouth open. He starts squeezing his lips, pulling in his spit gathering more from his throat. Slowly, a long line of drool drips from his lips into my mouth. He hawks up a load of snot and spits repeatedly onto my face adding his phlem to my piss covered face. Tom bends down lapping up the mixture and feeds it to me. He gathers all the liquid he can with his fingers and shoves his hand in my mouth to clean off. As I’m sucking his fingers clean, the doorbell rings. Tom commands me to stay put as he pulls his suit up, and goes to answer the door. I hear him talking and then see this guy following Tom through the house back outside to the pool. Dropping a bag on the table, Tom looks at me and introduces me to Craig the delivery guy. Tom says, Craig is a friend of his and works at his favorite Italian restaurant. It’s Craig’s last delivery from the day shift and he’s always a fun time if I’d like him to stay. Well from what I can see Craig is hot as fuck. Around 6’, lean but fit with a chiseled chin and dark neatly cropped hair. He’s got a killer smile and dark brown eyes that captivate you attention. Craig looks at me and laughs, commenting that it looks like Tom has met another dude that can’t resist him. I tell Craig what a nice looking dude he is and tell him to stay and get comfortable. Without hesitation Craig steps out of his flipflops, pulls his shirt over his head and drops his shorts. Damn he’s hot. As I thought, a lean build, a moderately hairy chest and a decent cock. While his dick isn’t huge, he’s got a hefty girth and a nice bulbous cock head that is made for suckling. He steps over to me and I open my mouth to take in his cock. Tom tells Craig to hold on, and that I’m parched and particular to warm amber liquids. Without hesitation Craig smiles, concentrates on his dick, aims at my open mouth, squirts a bit of piss on my chin then relaxes as his cock starts delivering another solid stream of urine into my open jowl. His piss is slightly bitter but a refined balanced almost wine like that soon fills my mouth. I swallow as fast as I can enjoying every drop, determined to not waste any. As his stream slows he pulls my head into his crotch and I soon have Criag hard. I start concentrating on his head, licking his slit and swirling my tongue around the ridge of his cock head. He leaks a bit of pre-cum and it is a sweet as any I’ve had. Tom clears his throat and says, that’s enough as he pulls me up and tells Craig to head over to the sofa. Putting an arm around me Tom says that Craig’s pretty versatile but he’s got an ass that is really amazing. As we approach the couch, Craig spreads his legs apart, grabs behind his knees and pulls back. Fuck, this guy has the perfect ass. He’s got a just the right amount of hair on his ass and legs to be an otter. His taint protrudes up in a rounded bulb and then spreads into one of the most incredible holes I’ve seen. It’s a dark brown color with a long slit that is defined but is no stranger to cock for sure. Immediately I dived in and start lapping his hole. Craig ass has an intense musk from a long days work and I’m devouring his scent. I pull his cheeks further apart as my tongue laps from his taint, around his lips and slowly opens his hole. I pull my face into him, inhaling his scent, owning his aroma. I wet him enough I know I’ll be tasting his ass for hours. My tongue curls and probes inside him, finding the protrusion where his ass lips meet his tunnel. I lick deep, nibble on the tissue as I’m spreading him open. I’m a starved animal as I lick and suck his hole, opening him to bloom open. I can’t get enough and as my tongue delves deeper. I taste the distinct trace of cum mixed with ass juice. My tongue digs deeper, savoring the find. I pull back, lick my fingers and insert two into his ass. Opening him wider, I’m rewarded with cum covering my fingers. I scoop out a dollop, as Craig says, “oops, I guess you can tell I’ve taken a couple loads this afternoon.” I’m as hard as a rock savoring the flavors of ass juice and cum. I’m leaking profusely and Craig tells me he’d love my load added to his ass. I look at him, telling I’m poz and likely have a high viral load. He just grins and says, “just like I like it; recharge me stud”. My cock slides right in and I quickly bottom out. Building a rhythm, I slide in and out. The previous load starts foaming around my shaft. I start pummeling his hole, fucking Craigs ass like a buck in heat. I’m riding him for all I’m worth. The sweat is running down my face when I feel my ass cheeks being spread. Glancing back I see Tom diving in with his tongue to wet my hole. I growl at him and say, “no-you are going to load Craigs hole”. Tom massaging my balls as I resume the rough fuck. I tense up just as Tom inserts a couple fingers and massages my prostate. My cock explodes deep in Craig’s ass joining the other loads in him. Spent I collapse with my still hard cock in his ass. Tom pulls me off, and using the cum stew from my froth covered cock, lubes his cock own cock. Craig knows the assault his ass has coming and begs for Tom to breed him. Tom slides right in, eliciting a loud groan from Craig as Tom’s full 10” inches impales his ass. Tom starts long dicking him and as his dick pulls out Craigs ass lips extrude and his hole gapes open. It isn’t long and Tom announces he is ready to drop his load. I quickly get my mouth and tongue positioned so I’m, licking Toms cock as he exits and enters Craigs ass. I know when Tom cums he’ll be gushing out cum from around his cock as his huge load will overwhelm Craig’s ass. Tom slams in deep, goes still and roars and his balls start contracting. Tom easily pumps at least 15 cum projectiles into Craig’s hole. Sure enough the cum is spilling out everywhere and I’m devouring the prodigious cum streaming from Craig’s ass. I’m further rewarded as Tom pulled out and I go down on Tom’s cock, cleaning the spouge from his hard rod. Craig’s hole stays gaped open and I see inside his red velvet purse. The lining is covered in a white frothy cum mixture. I’m so fucking turned on and need to be back inside him. I quickly grab my cock and re-entered Craig’s open gash. I want to cum but my bladder overrides my desire and scream, fuck, I need to pee. Craig clamps his legs around me, and demands I stay still put and add my piss to his hole. This is something new to me and not sure but I obeyed, willing myself to relax. I feel my piss start to flow even through my hard cock. I start fucking him as my brain shifts. I again start pounding him, sweat dripping from my face on to his. I pull in for a kiss and deep throat him with my tongue. I develop a steady rhythm, my balls contract and I deliver another load to the cocktail churning in Craig’s ass. As I start to pull out Tom slides his hand along my cock and, quickly inserts his thumb in Craigs hole. Tom tells Craig to clamp down and not allow that load to spill out. Craig struggles to accomplish his objective, takes deep breaths, working to relax and prevent his hole from spasming it’s contents. After a few minutes, Tom pulls his thumb slowly out of Craig’s ass thinking the danger has passed. Craig sucks in, determined to hold his treasure within. I lay back exhausted. Slowly Craig gets up and states we were his 4th and 5th loads of the afternoon and with the addition of my piss he can’t believe how fully he feels. Rubbing his distended belly Craig sighs with contentment of a day well bred. As I look up, I told Craig Tom had promised me the full belly but feel jealous he’s the one topped up. Craig looks at me, and get’s a shit ass evil grin on his face. Craig then straddles me and goes into a squat. Looking up I see his puckered ass lips inches from my face. I open my mouth and Craig begins squirting juice from his ass on my face. His stream finds my mouth and I begin attempting to devour the toxic stew. Utterly failing as jets of piss, cum and ass juice hit my mouth. I’m swallowing what I can but am quickly overwhelmed as Craig squeezes load after load from his ass. What I can’t swallow covers my face, hair and neck. As the flood subsides, Craig squats lower and demands I lick him clean. I savor and lick his ass clean. Craig stands, says that was fun, but he needs to head out. He’s got a guy who wants Craig’s poz load up the guy’s negative ass. He figures he should have a rather successful breeding session. Craig figures given his own poz strain, and the dna coursing through him from the last 5 hours and 5 guys, he’s bound to knock the dude up. Tom laughs and gives Craig a hug goodbye, wishes him success. Tom then turns to me smiling, saying “I promised you a full belly; now go clean off and then we can have a nice Italian dinner”. He helps me up then shows Craig to the door. I staggered into the shower, amazed with what just happened. I have a feeling if I ask, Tom will be happy to take me further down my path of debauchery.

My step father caught me jerking off when I was 13, he walked in we made eye contact then he looked at my dick, backed out and shut the door. Now, I wish he'd walked on in and locked the door behind him and gave me what I needed 😵

I love seeing young kids smoking you know they're probably gonna grow up to be one of us.

Part 5 The rest of what was left of the weekend was spent naked in Colt's bed, smoking weed, cuddling, kissing, and I never wanted it to end. But it had to end, and Monday found us back in school. 2nd period was a total waste. We had history together and I dont remember a thing that Mr. Koon said that day. I sat right behind Colt and couldn't take my eyes off of his body. I stared at his big, strong arms, remembering how they had been wrapped around me, holding me tight. He'd move them and I would catch glimpses of his pit hair, my dick getting hard as I thought how badly I wanted to bury my face in them again, licking them, breathing in his smell. His smell. I had never noticed it before, but sitting behind him, when I leaned forward I could smell him. The smell of his light, manly musk made my cock hard and leak precum into my boxers. When the bell rang and brought me back to the real world, Colt turned around and said, "Meet me by the auditorium at lunch." Then he smiled at me and I felt butterflies in my stomach. Lunch break found me waiting by the auditorium doors. Colt came striding down the hall looking like the absolute god he was in his sleeveless t-shirt and skin tight wranglers, his black cowboy hat on his head. My eyes fell to his bulging crotch and I felt my mouth water knowing what was down there. He looked around to make sure no one was paying attention and opened the door. I followed him like a bitch as we stepped into the darkness. Once we were inside, he grabbed me by the front of my shirt and roughly pushed my back into a dark corner before his huge body covered mine locking our lips together. "Oh baby." He moaned in between frantic kisses. "I can't stop thinking about you and your hot mouth. Suck my cock bitch." He said as he tried pushing me to my knees. "What? Here? We can't!" I panicked. "Someone will see us!" "Nobody's gonna come in here babe. I promise. Come on, do it for me. I need it!" As if almost in a trance, I sunk to my knees as Colt unbuckled his pants, fishing out his half-hard monster. I let out a little sigh as I got a whiff of his crotch. I took him into my mouth as he softly moaned. "Oh yea baby. That's my little bitch. Suck your brothers cock. Take out your cock bitch. Jerk off while you suck me." Without even thinking twice, I instinctively undid my jeans and took out my own rock hard cock. I fisted myself as Colt held my head and fucked my mouth. "Take my cock bitch. Take it in your whore mouth." He whispered as he pounded my face and I pounded my dick. I was so turned by the danger of what we were doing, I was already close to cumming. Apparently Colt was as turned on as me because it wasn't long before he was panting, "Here it comes baby. Here comes my fucking load. Swallow it you slut!" Then his cock exploded in my mouth, filling it with his hot, creamy jizz. As soon as he blew his load into my mouth, my own cock shot off, spraying my cum on the auditorium floor. After I had swallowed every drop of Colt's precious cum that I could, he pulled me up and kissed me deeply. "I love the taste of my cum in your mouth, you dirty little pig." He said after he pulled off of me. "See you next period. Go out those doors." He said pointing to a different exit on the other side as he quickly went out a different set of doors. Next period we both had Trigonometry and our desks were next to each other. And even though I had just cum, sitting there next to Colt with the taste of his load still fresh in my mouth, my cock stayed hard in my jeans. He looked over and saw me staring at him, and he slowly licked his lips. I just smiled as I looked into his eyes. After school we could barely get to my house fast enough, the safest as my parents worked late. We were kissing frantically while ripping each others clothes off as we entered my bedroom. Colt pushed me back onto my bed as he grabbed my jeans and pulled them and my underwear off me, exposing my hard cock. "Yea, you like that, dont ya you little slut. You like to be treated rough. You like a man to take charge of you." I just layed there, panting in lust as Colt finished taking his clothes off, his own big hard cock sticking straight out. He grabbed the lube out of my night stand and slicked up his cock as he crawled between my legs, spreading them apart. Then he put one elbow by my head and lowered his face to mine as his other hand guided his cock to my hole. He started to push into me and pain flashed through my body. After the crazy weekend, and had come down from the drugs, my ass was as sore as fuck. But Colt didn't care. I looked in his eyes and I saw a hardness I had never seen before. Not anger, and certainly not lust, just a cold, empty stare. He gave a hard thrust, and half of his monster ripped into me. I cried out in pain. "Yea baby, let me hear you." Colt said in a cruel way. "Let me hear my little bitch as he takes his brothers big cock in his beat up pussy. Come on you little whore, do it! Scream for me!" He demanded as he forced the rest of himself deep into my bowels. It's not like he really had to tell me to do that, it came naturally. "Aaaaggghhh!" I cried out as my aching ass was split open. "Oh fuck Colt." I whined as tears ran down my face. "Oh yea." Colt growled. "That's what I like. That's what I wanna hear. My little bitch as he takes my cock!" Then he started fucking me, strong and hard, using his phenomenal ab muscles to pound my poor hole. I just wrapped my arms around his neck and held on tight, letting out grunts and gasps as his dick hammered my prostate. "Oh yea." He continued as sweat dripped off him. "Your pussy's so good. Best pussy I've ever fucked. It's my pussy now. I own it. I own your nasty little faggot hole, you little whore." I have to admit, in spite of the pain, the way he was treating me was turning me on. He was just using me as a hole, and my rock hard cock proved I loved it. So much so that when he let out a primal yell and started dumping his cum into me, I shot off like a rocket. I practically saw stars as my aching ass was filled with his seed and my own cock spurted like a fountain between us, coating both of our stomachs in a hefty, teenage load. Colt collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily, his cock still buried inside me. After about 30 seconds, he moved so his face was over mine, his eyes still hard and cold. Then I felt it. A warmth began to fill me up and I realized Colt was pissing into me. As soon as I opened my mouth to say something he covered it with his hand. "Sssshhhhh." He silenced me, his eyes never leaving mine." Just let it happen bitch. I said I own you and I meant it. Your gonna be my little piss bucket as well as my cumdump. That's a good boy, just take it." I should have been grossed out, but I wasn't. Just like everything else Colt had introduced me to, it turned me on. I began to lick his hand as the warmth spread deeper and deeper into me. He removed his hand and started to kiss me, and as usual, I just melted into him, giving myself over to his magnetic power. When he finally finished pissing, he pulled out and I struggled to hold all of his fluids inside me. "You better go empty yourself." He said with a gentleness that had been missing during our fuck. He laughed as he watched me walk gingerly out of my room to the bathroom, piss running down my legs. I marveled at how much there was as I sat on the toilet, feeling a little sad I couldn't keep it all in me. He was ripping into the bong when I returned. "You ok?" He asked as I sat on the bed next to him. "Yea, I am." I answered. And I was. I mean, I already knew Colt liked it rough sometimes, so I shouldn't have been surprised when it entered our relationship, or whatever the fuck it was we had. "Good." He said as he kissed me tenderly. "You think you can give it as good as you take it?" I just looked at him as I ripped on the bong. I exhaled a big cloud of smoke in his face, and just smiled. "Just stay here and I'll right back mother fucker." I said as I jumped off the bed and left the room. I may not have been as experienced as Colt, but I wasn't ignorant about shit. I had the internet after all. In no time at all, I was back in my room with a handful of my old man's ties. "On your stomach faggot!" I ordered him as I stood over the bed. Colt's green eyes sparkled as he flipped over. "Yes SIR!" He said with a smile on his face. In no time I had him spread eagle and tied tightly to the bed frame. I couldn't believe how fuckin sexy that big hunk of a man looked like that, helpless, at my mercy with his perfect round ass sticking up. I dug through my laundry and found a jockstrap. With a bit of effort, I was able to squeeze out a little more piss from my ass, enough the make the pouch wet. I straddled Colt's broad back and grab those beautiful brown curls, pulling his head back. "Open your mouth faggot!" I ordered him. Then I stuffed it full with my jock and tied in place with another tie. I stood over him and just stared at the tied down god. Fuck he was hot! Part of me wanted to untie him and make sweet gentle love with him. But a bigger part of me wanted to give Colt what he wanted. All I wanted to do was make him happy, and if that meant dominating him, I was more than happy to do it. I pulled his leather belt out of his jeans and raised it up high. Then, I brought it down as hard as I could on that perfect round ass. Colt yelled into the gag as his body tensed up tight. I smiled to myself knowing I held all the power at the moment. I leaned down and whispered into his ear, "Whose the bitch now?" Colt just groaned as I stood back up and began a full assault on his ass. Over and over I beat him as he howled and struggled in his bounds. "That's right you fuckin bitch!" I growled. "You think you're such a tough man? You're nothing but a faggot pussy bitch! And I'm gonna make you cry. Cry like the little bitch that you are!" I kept up the assault as hard as I could, enjoying the site as his white globes turned pink, then red as welts appeared. The rush of inflicting this pain on the man I loved made my cock ache. Finally, after 25, maybe 30 strokes, I broke him. He started blubbering like a baby and I finally stopped the beating. Instead of feeling bad for him, I wanted him to hurt a little bit more, after all, that's what he wanted. I crawled between his legs and layed the belt on the bed next to him. I spread his cheeks and looked at the hole before me, waiting to be raped. I had decided to make him really feel it and skipped the lube. I spit on his hole a few times then placed my dick head against it. I grabbed his bull like shoulders and began to push into him. He screamed into the gag as I popped into him. But I didn't stop. Going in dry felt way different than going in lubed, but I didn't stop until I had bottomed out in him. Colt continued blubbering as I held his shoulders and began fucking him. It didn't take long before his ass loosened up a bit, and soon his tears ended and he was moaning like a two dollar whore. I pounded him as hard as I could, just like he had done to me, and soon, I was close to cumming. I picked up the belt and wrapped it around his throat. Then I grabbed his hair in one hand and the belt in the other. I pulled his head back as I pounded him. "Take that you fucking cunt!" I shouted. "You pussy ass jock piece of shit! You're nothing but a faggot cumdump whore!" As I shouted derogatory things at him and pulled the belt tightly, Colt's entire body started shaking as he let out a long groan into the gag. His ass started really squeezing my cock, and I knew the bitch was cumming. That was enough to push me over the edge and I flooded his hungry guts with another huge load from me. I collapsed onto his back, breathing heavily after yet another mind blowing orgasm. I untied his gag and pulled out the soggy jock. I saw Colt smile as he said, "Thank you Sir. I fuckin love you!"

I hate it when someone slaps my face during a sweet blowjob or before or after. I tell them is is a no no and I only suck cock. A few smart asses have learned the hard way that they shouldn't slap my face when I say not to. When they wake up with a black eye of a cut set of lips they have learned the hard way that no is no.

Part Three: The Warmth Inside ******************************************* It may have seemed like an eternity but it was only a few seconds of stillness before I felt a pressure inside and realized he was beginning to slowly thrust again. "Oh fuck boy, it's been a long time since I've been in such a warm and willing hole. Give me a sec while I adjust and let my foreskin inside you too." His gyrations were slow and shallow, but I could feel a slight fullness growing inside me as I realized his abundant foreskin was slowly inching back up and over his exposed head. A bit of his shaft followed with each push, and after a minute or so he paused again. "Muuuch better. Fuck boy, you are so wet inside. And my load will eventually make that a flood." I felt myself go limp, not that I had been capable of tensing any muscles since his entrance just moments ago. But he definitely felt me surrender to his grip. My nipples once again being tweaked and lightly pinched as my shaft again grew, having gone flaccid from the pain I had so recently felt. I was hard in no time and I felt my hormones again begin to flow as his well-lubricated death stick began a new mission: burying itself as deep as it could go. I knew it wouldn't take long, with his head now inside, his shaft would have no trouble following and I again closer my eyes tightly as he began to sink into me with one long continuous push. He was nearly there and then I felt him reach my second, more inner ring and begin stretching it just as he had my outermost one. Again, I felt a ripping, tearing pain as his head spread my inner muscle apart further than anything ever had. He gripped me tight, sensing my latest round of discomfort. He all but cooed into my ear, the short hairs of his beard tickling my skin. "It's okay, once more, just a thrust." And a thrust it was. There was no gentle working of this ring. He pushed hard and deep and for the second time (and not the last) I cried out in a scream of pain as he pushed his massive head through in one flick of his hips. With no resistance left his cock kept its momentum and sank completely into me, his groin settling against on my upper ass and his quite hefty ball sack slapped gently up against my lower cheeks; I remember thinking his balls felt as large as his ass-splitting acorn. "I'm all the way in now boy." I slowly opened my eyes and forced myself to resume a normal breathing rhythm. He was so deep inside me, I could feel his head pushing against the lower front wall of my abdomen. Things were definitely being rearranged internally, I could feel it. And then, I felt something else: a dull, burning, almost hot pain inside me. He wasn't cumming already was he? Again, he had read my mind. "Fuuuuck, leaking so badly boy. More of my death lube inside you." Precum, just precum? Were his balls also furnaces? The liquid his piss slit was generously oozing onto my ass walls was all but scalding hot inside me! I felt his plug of a head gently rocking deep inside my second ring, and I knew he was making sure the coating was evenly distributed. AIDS. In my hole. What the fuck was I doing? Wait. NOW I was having second thoughts? I thought back just a couple years to when I had been a condom-nazi. Never touched a guy or gal back then without them. Then, while fucking a FTM trans guy, my rubber had broken, and a few weeks later there had been a pregnancy scare. To say I had been a nervous wreck was an understatement, but the feel of my sensitive uncut head touching skin had intrigued me, and while a war had raged inside me about safe sex and long healthy life, I found myself experimenting with raw encounters. At first I only topped one of my regular buds bare; he had admitted it was a fantasy of his and was all to ready to help me experiment when I shared with him my desire. Still, I never took him bare at first. But one day I was just so damn horny that when the rubber broke as he was about to climax, I ignored his warning and slammed myself down on him until his prodigious load filled me inside. I was hooked. As I explored bareback sex, both in bed and online, it was a natural progression to curiosity about poz men, and gradually I began engaging with several undetectable fuck buds. But I had never played with a man so riddled by the virus, so willing to share it, and so potent as to ensure that once would be enough. Until now. The rocking continued and became, once again, a thrusting, gentle at first, and then gradually increasing in speed. Yet, he was still shallow, completely inside my second ring until... I felt the back of his head hit my second ring, moving in the opposite direction from which it had entered. I knew this would hurt, as there was no flare to make it a gradual exit. Instead his head began pulling my inner sphincter along with it as he tried to withdraw. I felt it pull, painfully, and then it ripped open again as his head popped back into my lower chute. Another scream. "That's it, boy, feel me tearing open your inner hole. A few more thrusts in and out and you'll be used it it." And with that, his half withdrawn monster slammed back through my inner barrier. My head fell back as I screamed. Again. And again. And again. This was no longer gentle - he was busting me open, his massive plow probably destroying my ability to ever walk or defecate normally again. Still, little by little the pain decreased to a tolerable amount, although in no way disappearing. Somehow I realized with each withdraw his cock head was now also pulling against my outer ring. He was deep-dicking me hard and rhythmically. "No need to worry boy. I'm not exiting that first ring until my balls have emptied their cargo of demon seed inside you." His fucking continued, us standing there just inside his door. Pounding thrusts created involuntary, guttural grunts from me as he continued to bust my second ass ring wide open with every pass. "I've never shot my seed at this toxicity into anyone before, boy. You will never be able to treat it or fight it. I have created the ultimate weapon and will give it to you now." His rhythm picked up as his thrusting increased in fury. His breathing began to sound labored and I knew the time had come. He was about to impregnate me with his AIDS. A strain so virulent that no treatment for it yet existed. Its noxious brew already sliming my ass walls in his precum, but now a voluminous amount of liquid death was about to enter me and my journey to a wasted state similar to him would begin. I was ready. And so was he. I felt his cock grow incredibly hard inside me as the blood flowed in to create a rock solid weapon capable of unleashing a deadly force inside its victim, a straight shot to the soft tissue that would absorb the poison that would change it forever. "Oh god, boy, I'm going to cum!" And with that he thrust deeply one last, painful time as his steel shaft thrust a rock hard head past my inner sphincter one last time and lodged it there so it could finally accomplish its mission. "OH FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" He screamed into my ear and that hot burning sensation I had felt deep in my bowels before, created just by a single strand of precum, was replaced by a flood of scalding liquid as the first wave of his load splashed against innocent, unprotected soft tissue. It was quickly followed by another seven or eight spurts, each gradually decreasing in size until it was just an oozing dribble. As each wave of liquid toxicity entered me I felt his nutsack jump behind me, signalling the rocketing of another wave through those tiny, miniscule tubules that blend semen and sperm and send the mixture on to its destination. Each wave of his load of course stayed right where it was, his ample head plugging my inner hole in a tight seal. He gradually relaxed himself, and his hands slowly moved to my chest, again focusing on my soft and tender pink nipples. "Fuuuck boy, I haven't cum like that in ages. There's just no substitute for an ass like your's. Don't worry, I won't be going soft for a while, there's more seed to unload inside you. I felt your ass clamping down on me and throbbing. How big a load did you shoot?" How big a load did I shoot? DID I shoot? I looked down. Fuck! I had. I could barely see the glistening last strand of cum hanging from my slowly softening penis. I hadn't even felt myself blow. But I could make out several spots of cum on the back of the couch in front of me. Yeah, I had cum, quite impressively even for me. I noticed I felt an ache in my balls, the way you do when a load has been building for a while and is finally released. "Quite a bit it seems." Aside from my screams, they were the first words I had uttered since we began, if you ignored my feeble pleas for him to 'take it out' as he entered. "Mmmm, one of your last negative loads. How about we move up to the bed?" With that we somehow moved to the staircase and waddled our way up, me still in his embrace and with his ever so slightly softened piece still plugging his load deep in my chute. I welcomed the warmth inside me as we entered his bedroom.

Previously… I leant down and locked lips with Sandy who was smiling bemusedly. He whispered in a Derry accent, “thanks for the fuck lad”, and I didn’t know if he was talking about me or Sven. I picked up my mask’s snout and the empty tray and winked at him. Standing up I ran my hand over to Slater, flicking his nipple and winking at him too, I left. I didn't even look at Sven again. OK priority list now updated: Wash dick, Get goodies for the drugs tray, All the other points, explore, dig up dirt, etc… Right so… As I entered the main bathroom on the upper floor, I noticed the pile of plush black towels that had recently been laid out by the shower – a good colour, all things considered. However, even the most expensive air-conditioning system couldn’t keep the build-up of steam in there. The 4-person shower was constantly in use, with half the A-gays coming in to douche or re-douche, clean cum or whatever else off themselves. I saw Jay and Karl currently using it with Padraic. The two Londoners each had a bottle of fancy Belgian beer – how anyone could think about alcohol when there were so many other better drugs here to take, I couldn’t work out, but horses for courses and all that... I nodded over at them and Jay invited me to join them. I pointed to my tray and said “I’m on duty lads, but you guys look like you’ll have enough fun without me!” To further emphasise, I put on the snout again. “Oh we three have already had fun… together!” Padraic riposted, his eyes were almost solid black. The eyes, the way he gesticulated to Karl, the weird little twitches and tweaky behaviour, the way he traced Karl’s goatee with his fingers – oh yeah - crazy bitch was high as fuuuuck! Padraic then turned to Jay and started kissing him firmly, while behind him, Karl ducked in to kiss the nape of his neck while he massaged shower gel across his lower back. It was an oreo cookie on its side. Through the steam condensing on the glass divider I could make out Padraic grabbing both Jay and Karl’s monstrous hardening dicks. Padraic turned to the lads and over the sound of the shower shouted “C’mon lads I want to show Mike my party-trick”. Jay chuckled. I could hear it cause Karl had turned the shower off. Jay replied “but Padraic, we just did that for Simon, you don’t need to do it again” Padraic got down to his knees in the shower compartment – the placing of the three lads in that giant cubicle and where I was viewing them – it almost felt like a performance art piece or one of those 1970’s New York peepshow boxes. Padraic rubbed his nose and sniffed and snorted a bit – I wondered how much marching power had he taken? He tugged on the gently rising giants now at his mouth level, Karl’s cock in particular was a heavy hooded battering ram of a cock. The water still streaming off the tips of their cocks made me think for two seconds that the two were pissing all over my ex – a hot image – slightly ruined by the steel safety railing running across the shower glass at hip height, bisecting the entire tableau – above Jay and Karl looking down; below Padraic kneeling between two pissing black semi-hard cocks, but even still, it was just an illusion. Or now that I’m looking back at what myself, Iain and Kurk got up to a little later in the en-suite bathroom – a premonition? “I know I can do it again Jay” Jay reached down a muscled arm to tousle my crazy ex’s wet hair and gently turned Padraic’s head to face up to him. “You can do it. We all saw that. You’ve nothing to prove love” Padraic’s cartoon-like eyes blinked rapidly and he started to nod jerkily. I was worried this was the beginning of a G-seizure, but he got himself under control. I guess this was as close to a normal nod that I’d get from Padraic right now. “You ok, like, really ok?” I asked Padraic. He turned to me and smiled a bit too widely, “Yeah Mike – I’m fucking fantastic! I just climbed gay-Everest!” “Pftt!” I was impressed – whatever else Padraic had done, he’d also gotten a spit-take out of Karl! Beer spattered over the other two. I thought the boy was made of stone. Good thing they were in the shower. “Mike, y’know when you’re super high, you can see a lot of things, both good and bad, much more clearly. And lots of things, especially bad habits, become really obvious and fixable. Am I ok? Hah! – I just wish I kept the motivation to change those nasty habits when I get sober again. I nodded, knowing all-too-well what he meant. I may have once or twice written “urgent – read when sober” notes to myself, which either didn’t make too much sense the next day, or (more likely) I chose not to decipher them too closely. I mean – what does “Forgime and reconfact Joe, Andrev and Kevyin. They’re goof guys and lovved you” actually mean? Total gobbledegook! …….anyways, I refocused on what Padraic was saying. “…you never let me go near your ass Mike, while you were always impressed with how much I could take. I trained my ass for you Mike! I am just ok. My ass isn’t even “great sex but crazy”. I’m fucking amazing!” I grimaced at him bringing up my mean nick-name of him from my phone and tried to lighten the mood. “What did ya do now Padraic? Two carrots?” Padraic, drug-fucked as he was, took a few seconds to register the joke, but then cackled, “ha-fucking-ha Mike! Nah I’m talk about BBC!” I was on a roll, “the British Broadcasting Corporation?” He looked over at me with a wry grin, “shut up ya gobshite”, while stroking the two big black cocks in front of him to full attention. I winced at the thought of one of those monsters, let alone two of them, coming near me, but Padraic was always a mad lad, up for any adventure I guess, which now included (as he oh-so subtly was hinting at) being DP’d by big black cock. Padraic let go of the lads, and next thing lube and poppers magically appeared, as they always did when Padraic was around. I shifted my weight (leather chaps weigh a fucking tonne, especially in a steamy bathroom) and watched with the attention of a car-accident rubber necker. I just couldn’t turn away… Jay sat back against the back wall of the wet-room-cum-shower cubicle and supported his arse on the matching railing running along it. He spread his legs and beckoned Padraic to climb on top of him. Padraic with a quick hit of poppers made his pale white ass swallow, no… engulf Jay’s chocolate member with the practised ease of proud “been around the block? Nope luv, I am the block”-kinda slut. Man, watching that colour contrast and that huge dark cock just disappear into my ex, fuuuck, it was a clash of the titans – Jay’s 12 inches against Padraic’s deep hole. Padraic always had exceptional muscle control. He could squeeze your ass in a kind of rippling motion – with me it always only took one or two thrusts to bottom out in him, and then his hole would start that swallowing motion – alternatie tight squeeze and loose – fuck I always wanted to cum in him, but we’d always used protection and the condom always kept me from going up, over the climax point. The thought of that deep muscular hole and the way he contracted it on my cock, the possibility of fucking it bare again – it was getting me hard and dripping like Simon. I walked over to the sink and started to give my dick a wash – no point in not being ready for whatever might come here. Squirting Simon’s fancy Molton Brown handsoap on my hardening dick, I looked over to see Karl step into position – eclipsing Padraic’s moon (pardon the terrible pun). I washed the suds off my cock and kept jacking as I approached the shower. It was a bit tough to make out through the condensing steam, but I found a place to watch Karl go about his delicate business. He was preparing - soaking his cock in lube and feeding the poppers to Padraic. I shifted my attention to the two already fucking. Getting down to a squat I could see Jay’s cock stuck up in Padraic’s raised ass, his dark heavy balls moving slowly up and down to a luxurious rhythm. I looked up to Jay who was looking right at me. He winked and thrust deep into Padraic at the same time. I almost psychosomatically felt that thrust in a wave of shivers from my exposed hole. I knew what he was thinking, but there was no way I was letting him in my ass, at least not without whatever booty bump he’d given me last time that made the fuck from Orson so …right. I heard some whispering and looked up to see Jay now whispering something in Padraic’s ears. Well whatever it was, Padraic leaned down and snogged Jay passionately. Jay – the slut-whisperer! Jay broke off his kiss and said “Alright mate, you ready to do this again, no camera this time” Padraic nodded and Jay continued, “just remember to breathe!” and then dove back into a kiss. In time with the kiss Jay rehooked Padraic’s legs and lifted them slightly higher to lock his elbows in under. He rammed his cock up as deep as possible as they tongue-battled higher up, then withdrew it a good 6 inches and waited for Karl’s cockhead. Karl took the cue and shoved his hard member against the top end of Padraic’s hole and Jay’s glistening throbbing shaft. Jay’s shaft was clearly defined into three areas – the hard velvety sides and down the centre a really prominent urethra, which was the first thing to give room to Karl’s lube-slick hooded cock-head, applying more and more pressure. I was getting full view from my position and got into a good jacking rhythm as Karl leaned in and slowly built the pressure against the two men. “Breathe!” Jay ordered Padraic. Karl pushed again and made a little headway against Jay’s cock but then Padraic’s tight hole proved too tight. “Breathe!” Jay entreated. I could see Padraic’s reddened pucker move a little against Karl’s cockhead, kissing and nuzzling the tip, but nothing went in more than half an inch. Yet as Karl pulled his head back to line up another strike I noticed a triangular cobweb thread of lube between Padraic’s hole and Karl and Jay’s cock. However, this was white and the lube they had was clear. Oh – Oooh! Padraic you dirt-bird! The silvery spiderweb tracing was some prior guy’s cum. Padraic wasn’t just full of Jay. He was still carrying loads from the last session in him. Karl, now fully in position, reached back and tapped me. “We’re gonna need the bottle” and pointed to an empty two-litre red lemonade (don’t ask) bottle with a few cotton balls at the bottom. “Mike, Dog, whatever your name is, untwist that bottle a little will ya?” Karl held up his glistening hands, “I’m too lubey”. A bit confused, not just by Karl speaking, but also by the apparatus I was handling, I did as instructed and gave it over. Was there some secret to red lemonade I never knew? The weird Northern Ireland only fizzy drink was meant to be full of shitloads of dodgy food additives – though considering the context what with the things we were putting in our bodies tonight, that kinda concern was laughable, but there was nothing else I could think of. Did red lemonade get you high? Karl held the bottle out to Padraic – Oh - Oooooh right – they must have poppers in there – fer fucks sake! Sometimes I can be more than a bit dense! Padraic laughed and said “give me my oxygen lads I’m ready to climb back up!” and snorted two huge lungfuls, quickly capping the bottle again as Karl took it and passed it back to me. “Ok… Oh oh kay…. Ahhh… oh go –ummmppph! At that last “go” from Padraic, Karl had already started to shove his meat in to fully oreo Padraic’s ass. It was a seamless sight – Karl’s massive black veiny cock just slid straight in, like something straight out of porn. Karl – held it there for Padraic to get used to it, Padraic started to feel it through the poppers, “Hnnnghh – Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck!! Oh Fuck!!!” “Breathe!” we all shouted – even Karl. “Oh fuck, Oh… fuck… Oh…phergh… Oh pheeh” Padraic started to huff then and seemed to reach some sort of sensory plateau. Karl waited a little and then started a very slow thrust. I couldn’t help remember the times I’d been pistoning out and in from that same hole, though I’d never had an unprotected 12 inch roommate. I fixed on the thought of the two lads rubbing the lengths of their shafts in and out of Padraic’s lube and cum-filled hole. I wondered if they could feel the ridges of each other – every vein, the flare and edge of the cock head, or it just felt really tight. Fuck me! I was sporting full wood again just thinking about it! Looking up to Padraic he was squeezing his eyes closed in concentration. I was a little worried cause his head was cherry-red. I guess that that much poppers was the reason for his (more) off-kilter state earlier too. The three leaned in for a threeway kiss as I heard the door open behind me. I paid no mind to it – this was too enthralling. Padraic reached out an arm to beckon me closer while grunting heavily with Karl’s thrusts. I wondered what he wanted – I was pretty sure that wearing leather chaps and all the rest in a shower area was a pretty bad idea. Still I knew I could be persuaded. I moved closer – did he want me to take over from Karl so soon? My stiff cock throbbed at the thought. That deep tight lubey hole for me? Was it milking time already? But it’d be a bit rude to move Karl – unless Padraic said Karl was too big – that was always forgiveable. Or did he want me to try a 3P? I’d only ever seen them in porn – triple penetration – but even with 2l bottles of poppers – I just couldn’t imagine Padraic withstanding it. Padraic groaned as Karl picked up a little speed. Padraic pointed emphatically to the tray on the sink. I picked it up “what is it Padraic?” He beckoned me closer again, wheezing as Jay shifted weight a little to give Karl more access. “Oh fuck yeaaaaaaaah… Everest bitches! Everest!” He grunted again then looked me straight in the eyes. “Mike, ya gotta understand, at times of sexual… unnnghh… unngghh… fulfilment like this – this is my crystal clear point. I’m sorry I acted so weird to ya. Ohhhhhh-aahhhhh – fuck yeah just there Karl! Mike, I’m like this always. It sucks. I know – I’ve tried everything to fit in, stop being so needy – meds, therapy, even fucking abstinence. None worked. Meds made me a zombee-eee-eeee. Aw yeah! But remember even if I get a bit mad in fu, fu , fuuuuck… in future, remember I am a good guy – so don’t ghost me please, Mike. Ummmph fock yeah!!!” The weird mix of pathos and sex, the revelation that Padraic was lucid and aware of his flaws. It was all a bit emotional for me. Maybe it was the MDMA from earlier but I really felt how it’d be like for Padraic. I looked him dead in the eye and wondered whether I would be much different growing up the way he did in Crossmaglen. I saw myself from the third person as this unattainable guy who plays hot and cold. Then I saw myself as Padraic realising how crazy I act when I’m lucid and able to step back from my own behaviour a bit, yet knowing I’ll descend down into it again. Damn fuckin nearly broke my heart… I reached into the cubicle and grasped Padraic’s hand. “I’m here for you now lad, what do you need?” “I need to get more fucked up. After all, Everest has snow right?” I laughed, “I’m right on it!”