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Chapter 1 – Guest of Honor Todd had just finished getting his place ready for his guest of honor. Todd was a successful drug dealer and could afford a nice place on his own. His profession gave him continued access to a world of desirable men and hot barely legal teens. If his plan worked out tonight he would have both. Todd was waiting for a sweet little 18 year old that had just started buying from him. A twink named Aiden was his guest of honor tonight. Aiden was this ginger twink that had an innocence look to him that made Todd’s dick throb. He had laid the foundation after the first couple transactions, allowing the boy to linger and hang out. They would smoke bowls and talk. As with everything with men, the conversation eventually landed on sex. Todd had gotten the smoked out teen to really start opening up about him being gay and his limited experiences. Aiden smoked away his inhibitions and talked freely of his deepest sexual desires. He talked about how he was still a virgin but wanted to fucked by someone specific. The smoke had gotten Aiden to admit that he secretly was into the idea of incest and desperately jerked off each night thinking of his dad. He showed off pics of his dad from his phone. If only Aiden could see the inner workings of Todd’s mind. Aiden had also brought up the idea of being filmed made him hard. Todd being the generous man that he was, offered to set him up with his friend – another customer of his that makes amateur vids on the side. He could set the whole thing up if Aiden wasn’t shy about being in a video. The smoked out teen couldn’t believe it when Todd said he had a dead ringer for his dad that he could invite over for a smoke session. The horny boy agreed to meet up and see where it went. This was a week ago. The boy was prompt and showed up exactly on time. He was ushered into the house by his host. Aiden was visibly nervous but intrigued about the event and planned event. Todd could see that excitement in the boy and it made his mouth water. They sat in the living room. Todd: excited for tonight? Or scared? Aiden: Little of both. Cant believe I actually showed up. I’m so nervous. T: Let me get you something to help calm you down. A: Yes, please. Todd disappeared for a moment into the kitchen and came back with 2 glasses of coke. He hads one to Aiden. T: Drink up. Some G should help with those nerves. Aiden gulped down half the glass and made a face. A: oh wow, that aftertaste. T: yeah, that’s some potent stuff there. Nothing but the best for my friends. Aiden continued to make the scrunched up face as he gulped down the rest of the drink. A: ugh. That taste though. T: somethings cant be helped. Todd sat down on the couch and the boy sat beside him. In front of them was a small box on the coffee table. Todd reached into the box and pulled out a pipe and a fat sack of T. He packed the bowl and reached back into the box for a lighter. Flick. The lighter ignites and he melts the first fat bowl of the night. Todd takes a big rip and blows a cloud out. T: good stuff here. Here, take that Mr Nervous. Aiden takes the pipe and takes his hit. It’s a huge cloud. T: looks like you’re starting off big huh? Aiden offers the pipe back to Todd but Todd waves off the gesture. Aiden proceeds to take hit after hit, finishing off the bowl in a few minutes. Todd reaches for the pipe wipes the bottom of the bulb. He refills the pipe and again melts it, taking the first hit. The cloud escapes his mouth. A second hit is blown out before the pipe is offered back to the boy. They go back and forth until the second bowl is done. Todd reaches over and touches the boy on his shoulder. Okay, into the bedroom. I wanna show you something. They get up from the couch and walk down a hallway to the master bedroom. Todd leads Aiden over to his large bed and lightly pushes the twink on the bed. T: now you wait right there. I’ll be right back. I forgot the supplies. Be right back. Go ahead and get comfortable. Todd turned around and walked back to the living room. He picked up the box of supplies and pipe and turned back toward the room. When he walked back into his room he was slightly shocked at the site before him. The boy had stripped down to his white briefs and was sitting on the edge of the bed with his legs spread eagle. A: I got comfortable. Todd laughed. That was not the expression Aiden had expected. His brief moment of confidence dropped from his face. He closed his legs immediately. A: OMG. I’m sorry. I thought this is what you wanted. T: oh im sorry. I’m only laughing because of white briefs. I took you for a boxer brief kinda guy. Don’t get me wrong. You’re a sight to see. The tightening in my pants agrees with your kind gesture. A: I’m sorry. I thought… T: you thought this was all a ruse to get in your pants. That’s tempting. So very tempting. But I promised you an experience and I’m gonna pull through. A: I thought, because it was just us here – that you set this up for us T: oh I don’t mind playing with you a bit. But I promised you a daddy. He’s just running late. I probably should have mentioned that. A: Oh wow. Totally read this wrong. Aiden reaches for his pants. T: hey, stop that. There is nothing wrong with staying comfortable while we wait. In fact … Todd puts down the supplies on a side table and strips off his shirt and drops his pants. He is left in just his boxers with a visibly strained dick print in the fabric. T: See, you definitely got me all ready to go. But the plan. Believe me, you’ll love the plan. Todd reaches into his pants and pulls out his phone and places it next to the party supplies. He packs another fat bowl. He lights up and passes it back to the boy. While Aiden is flicking the lighter and working on the pipe, Todd goes over to the dresser and goes on his laptop. He selects a playlist and porn starts playing on the big screen tv. They pass the pipe back and forth a few times. More and more the boy is getting transfixed on the amateur porn playing. A few scenes have played through with the same ginger top. Not a body builder but he definitely looked like he worked out. He has muscley but not overly muscled. He had a light covering of red chest hair that funneled down to his happy trail and nicely trimmed patch of red pubes. Total ginger. Todd could see the front of Aiden’s briefs tenting. T: you like my friend there? A: OMG yes. He looks a lot like my dad. If my dad was a porn star that is. Todd refilled the pipe, took his usual rip and handed it off to the boy. He also handed him a bottle of laced lube. T: here, handle this while I go check on something. Oh and give those undies a rest already. Leave them on any longer and they’ll burst at the seams. Aiden throws off his briefs and Todd can hear him open the bottle of lube as he turns away from him. He grabs a phone and sets it to record and places it right in front of the boy. T: Video starts now boy. Make it a good show. Try and keep the lube away from the pipe haha. He looks down at the ginger boy. Totally smooth twink except for his pits and small bush above his 6 inch dick sticking straight up. He had lubed up and was jerking off his uncut dick. Pausing every other minute to hit the pipe. Lighter in his lube hand. Todd grabbed his regular phone and walked out to the living room. Chapter 2 – Paying a Debt Sid had texted Todd and was waiting at the front door. Todd answered the door in a robe. He ushered Sid into the house. Sid: okay are you gonna explain why I had to clear my night and cancel my plans. T: yes, now you know how much money you owe me because of your habit. S: ya, it’s a pretty penny. You know I’m working on that. T: oh I have a way for you to work it off. Hence why I needed you. I have a sweet young thing in the next room waiting for his daddy to come and pop his cherry. S: oh damn. I love those. T: ya, a sweet milky white boy with red hair. He asked for you specifically. S: so I just have to pop this stupid kid and we’re good? Are we filming it? T: of course. I’m the camera man tonight. I’ll try to refrain from joining. It’s a special video. Did you take the Viagra on the way? S: ya, its already starting to kick in a little. T: Good. Now I need “fucked up” you tonight. Alright. Go ahead and get into that frame of mind. Here, I made this point just for you. S: usually you only have me slam when you think I’m not into the guy? What’s the damage? T: nothing. Look. I have these pics from last week. Took them just for you. Todd pulls up some nude pics on his phone. Pics of Aiden posing in a jockstrap with his head cut out of the pics. The last one is a beautiful shot of the boy in doggy position showing off his smooth hole. S: Fuck yeah. Sid starts stripping and throwing his clothes on the couch. He’s naked now standing before his host. Todd reaches into his pocket in the robe and hands a rubber hose and premade point to Sid. Sid ties himself off and hits himself. He unties and a small cough escapes the seasoned user. Sid is filled with raw energy and on the balls of his feet, bouncing up and down. His 7 inch uncut dick standing straight up toward his belly button. S: Wow, that was a strong dose. Damn that was good. Where the fuck is this boy. I wanna pound him open already. T: just remember, we need a shot of you rimming his smooth hole. He’s hand toys up there but never a dick. You rim him, give him a huge booty bump, and then push straight in. You don’t stop until you breed him. S. Got it. Where’s he at? T: oh and there is something else you need to know. I need you to know this before you go in there. S: What is it? Just spit it out already. I need to fuck! Todd pulls up the live feed from the phone in the bedroom. It shows the boy with his legs spread and him fingering himself with lubed 2 fingers. He shows Sid. S: Damn that boy is fucking hot. Where did you find him? T:oh in your backyard. S: haha very funny. Where did you find the kid? T: I’m telling you. That’s Aiden. Sid stairs at the screen again. S: no … it cant be Aiden. Not my Aiden. WTF T: Yup and he cant wait to be fucked by his daddy. Or rather, my friend who is a dead ringer for his daddy. Make sure he calls you daddy in the video. Men are gonna fucking love that shit. S: I … I cant. I don’t think… T: oh you’ll do it alright. Not because you owe me a shit ton of money. Not because I’ll cut you off and drop you if you disobey. Because I’m fucking telling you to go in there and fuck your boy. Make him beg for your load. And then breed him like the cumwhore we’re making him into. And because every time I mention Aiden, your dick is leaking precum like crazy. Now go in there and make me my money. The two men walk down the hallway and peak in the bedroom. The boy is too high to move his attention away from the porn. Sid whispers to Todd S: How twacked is he? T: oh he’s flying. He’s green eyes are saucers right now. Go ahead. He wants it. You want it. Make it happen. Todd walks into the room and grabs a shard from the bag of tina. He walks over to the twink who slowly gives him the attention. T: before you turn around and face your fantasy boy. I’m gonna push this T inside you. Pull out those fingers. Good. Todd put the shard at the entrance to the boy’s lubed hole. He pushed it in with his index finger and left the finger inside the boy. Todd could tell the T was dissolving because Aiden was starting to ride his finger. Todd added a second finger and the boy moaned. He pulled his fingers out. He takes his phone and starts recording. T: Good boy. Now turn around and meet your daddy.

This happened in 2005, when I was still together with my long term partner. We had been drifting apart for a while, and I had started looking outside the relationship for sex and fun. I had started off playing safe, but increasingly I was fucking and being fucked without condoms and really enjoying it. I always knew, of course, that some of the guys I fucked with were likely to be positive - and if I'm honest, this was a real turn on for me. It was the not knowing that turned me on - far more than knowing that someone was negative or positive - it was the knowledge that I was going home with a load up my arse that might be a positive one! I can honestly say, however, that I had never actively chased. That is, until Nelson and Richard came to stay with us. Richard was a good friend of my partner - they had met at university and had been good friends ever since. Richard had moved to Australia for work and had met his partner, Nelson, there. They had been together for a number of years and, though I had met Richard a couple of times when he had been in the UK, i had never met Nelson. I had seen pictures of him though, and I had always thought he looked quite attractive. I had always noticed a certain reserve on the part of my partner when he was talking about Nelson, and I had the impression that he really did not like him. Richard and Nelson were spending a week with us in London as part of an extended break in Europe, and one night as we were discussing arrangements, I asked my partner why he didn't like Nelson. "It's not that I don't like him, exactly," he said "I just think he's really irresponsible." I asked him why he thought that and after a moment's silence, he told me that Richard and Nelson were both HIV positive and, whilst Richard was on meds and was always very careful, Nelson was not. Nelson rarely took his medication and, according to my partner, still fucked with other guys and did not tell them his status. He added that it was because of Nelson that Richard was positive. I wondered if Nelson had been positive when they met and had not told Richard, or if he had cheated on Richard and they both got pozzed that way, but I sensed that my partner did not want to talk about it any further so I didn't ask. Richard and Nelson arrived the following Saturday and in the evening we all went out for a meal. I got on well with them both - but, whilst Richard and my partner had many shared interests, I seemed to have more in common with Nelson. I have to admit, as well as liking him, I found him really attractive. He was very tall, dark haired and, though slim, was quite well built. I could see that he had hairy arms and I could see what looked like quite a hairy chest at the neck of his polo shirt. I also couldn't help noticing his arse, and how well it filled out his trousers. I hadn't had sex for a couple of months, and by the end of the evening I was feeling quite turned on by Nelson. I also had the feeling he was flirting with me a little, but I told myself that was probably just wishful thinking. The first thing that happened was on the Sunday afternoon. We were all going out in the evening and Nelson went for a shower. When he came out of the bathroom, he was naked, with a towel slung over his shoulder. He grinned as he passed me in the hall, and I had a perfect view of his long, thick cock hanging in front of his balls. When he passed me, I couldn't resist turning round to look at his arse. It was quite smooth and I have to say it was one of the sexiest arses I had ever seen. As I was enjoying the view of his arse, Nelson turned round and grinned at me - he knew perfectly well I had been looking at his arse and he certainly did not seem to mind! Later that day, I had a quick wank imagining that I had taken Nelson's cock in my mouth and had then bent him over to push my tongue up my arse. I came just as I was imagining Nelson pushing his big positive cock up my arse. The following evening, we were all out for a meal and some drinks and when we got home it was quite late. Richard and my partner both said they were tired and went straight to bed. Nelson said he wanted to have a shower and headed for the bathroom. I stayed up, secretly hoping for another chance to see Nelson naked and, a short term later, I got my wish! I was sitting in the living room when Nelson came out the bathroom and a short time later he was standing in front of me with a towel wrapped round him. I could see the outline of his cock through the towel, and it appeared to be at least semi hard. Nelson looked at me and I nodded. He undid the towel and let it fall to the floor and I found myself looking at one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen. It was still only semi-hard, but as I took hold of it and began to wank it, it grew into one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen. "Suck it," he whispered, and I bent forward and licked the tip of his cock, before taking it into my mouth and beginning to suck on it. I love sucking cock and I enjoyed every minute of sucking Nelson. The situation was made even hornier by the fact that both our partners were so close, and may not even be asleep yet. I sucked on Nelson's cock, licked his balls for a while and then moved back up to his cock. I sucked him for a bit longer, and then he turned round and bent over, pushing his arse into my face. I wasted no time in pulling his cheeks apart and exposing his hairy arsehole. I pushed my tongue up his hole and began to lick it as he sighed and pushed his arse hard against my face. I licked him for a while longer and then he turned round and pushed his cock into my mouth again. I could sense he was quite close now and, as I kept sucking, I suddenly remembered he was positive and I was probably about to swallow a positive load. This made me suck him all the harder, and a few minutes later he groaned quietly and I felt the head of his cock swell up and then he fired shot after shot of cum into my mouth. I swallowed every drop! After we had got our breath back, Nelson pulled is cock out of my mouth and bent over to pick up his towel. "Did that feel good?" he whispered. I nodded and he grinned and then said "It'll feel even better up your arse!" and disappeared out of the room. I was shocked at what I had done, but really turned on too. I knew that Richard and my partner were going out the following afternoon, and I would be in the house alone with Nelson. Would I let Nelson fuck me? Would I let him do it without a condom? Would he tell me he was positive before he fucked me? I wondered about all these things as I climbed into bed next to my sleeping partner and drifted off to sleep, enjoying the taste of Nelson's cum in my mouth. The following afternoon, Richard and my partner left to meet some friends. They were going to some high brow concert and were meeting a group of mutual friends for an early dinner first. Nelson got us both a drink and we chatted for a while. We got on well and I enjoyed his company - but I couldn't help being turned on by what we had done the previous evening. After a while, Nelson went through to the kitchen to get himself another drink. I was a bit nervous now - I knew I really wanted Nelson to fuck me but I wasn't sure I could go through with it - however, Nelson did not make any move and I was just beginning to think that maybe nothing was going to happen when he called to me to join him in the kitchen. When I entered the kitchen, I saw that Nelson was standing leaning against the kitchen table, naked from the waist down - his trousers and pants were lying on the floor and he was playing with his cock, which was now fully hard. He motioned to me to join him and I wasted no time. A few seconds later, I was down in front of him, sucking his cock like my life depended on it. I sucked him for a while, then licked his balls, then went back to his cock. After a while, I motioned to him to turn round and he did, bending over the table so that I could pull his cheeks apart and get my tongue up his hairy arse. I couldn't remember the last time I had felt so horny! I licked him for a while longer and then he turned round and I sucked his cock again. Then he pulled his cock out my mouth and pulled me up. He turned me round and then pulled my trousers and pants right down. "Take them off!" he said, and soon I too was naked from the waist down. Nelson bent me over the kitchen table and then pulled my cheeks apart. I felt his tongue on my hole and soon he was licking me and pushing his tongue right up me. He stood up and I felt the head of his cock pushing against my arsehole. "Do you want me to fuck you?" he asked "Yes!" I moaned "Are you sure?" he asked "Yes!" I moaned again. I reflected that if he was going to tell me about his status, he would have to do it now, but he said nothing as I felt him rub some lube onto my hole and I felt the head of his cock pushing into my arse. "Oh God!" I moaned, "Fuck me!" Nelson pushed his big cock right into my arse and I felt like I was going to be split in two. He gave me a minute to get used to his cock and then, just as I was thinking I would have to tell him to take it out because it was too big, he began to fuck me. I don't think I had ever enjoyed a fuck as much as I enjoyed this one. Nelson began slowly and then his thrusts got harder and faster. He fucked me for what seemed like ages and then pulled out, leaving me feeling empty, and motioned to me to get on my back. I laid back on the table and lifted my legs. A few seconds later, he was back up my arse. He fucked me even harder this time and I loved every minute of it. I had almost forgotten about his status, but now I remembered. The fact that he was positive and I was letting him fuck me without a condom really turned me on. I was surprised to find that the fact that he had not told me his status and was obviously intending to stealth me, turned me on even more! He was getting close now and was fucking me harder than I had ever been fucked before. I knew he was about to cum in me and I realised the one thing that would turn me on even more. "Can I ask you something?" I panted as he thrust his cock hard up my arse. "What?" he said "Are you on meds?" I asked, looking straight at him. He kept thrusting hard up my arse and grinned at me. "No!" he said. "I'm not!" "Oh Fuck!" I moaned. "You're going to give me HIV, aren't you!" "Yes" he said "I am!" "Do it" I moaned "Fucking do it - give me a baby!" Just at that moment he groaned and I could actually feel his cum pumping into my arse. As he began to breed me, I took hold of my cock and, after just one or two strokes, I shot a massive load all over myself. It seemed like neither of us would ever stop cumming - but eventually Nelson pulled his cock out of my arse and collapsed on top of me. I had never behaved like this before - but it was the best fuck ever! I enjoyed the feeling of having Nelson's dirty cum in my arse for the rest of the day - and couldn't help wondering if his cum was already doing its work inside me. Later on, shortly before the others were due back, Nelson told me to pull my pants down and bend over. I did, and he fucked me again and dumped a second load up me. Nelson and I fucked every chance we got after that - always without a condom and always with me hoping he would knock me up. About a year or so later, my partner and I split up and we divided our stuff up between us. I got the kitchen table! I still have it today and I have been fucked on it and over it quite a few times since then - but none of these fucks could ever compare to that first fuck with Nelson - the fuck I knew would change my life!

The afternoon sun spilled through the half-drawn blinds of Arthur and Piet’s apartment, casting golden streaks across the couch where Doug lounged, his bare feet propped up on the coffee table. A half-empty bottle of wine sat between them, its deep red liquid catching the light as Piet swirled his glass, grinning. “You’re terrible at this game,” Piet teased, nudging Doug’s knee with his own. “How the hell do you not know who won the ‘2010 World Cup?” Doug laughed, shaking his head as he reached for the bottle to top off his glass. “Because I was too busy studying for law school exams, you heathen.” The wine was rich, velvety, warming his chest as he took a slow sip. Arthur and Piet’s place smelled like sandalwood and something faintly sweet—maybe the incense burning on the shelf behind the TV. The air between them was easy, charged with the kind of comfortable intimacy that made Doug’s shoulders loosen, his usual self-consciousness melting away. Piet had a way of doing that, of making everything feel unhurried, like they had all the time in the world. “Mmm, so you’re telling me you’ve got a brain and that ridiculous cock?” Piet’s gaze flicked down to the growing bulge in Doug’s gray sweatpants, his smirk turning wicked. “No wonder Jay’s so obsessed with you.” Doug’s face heated, but before he could retort, the front door swung open. Arthur strode in without so much as a knock, his tie already loosened, his dark eyes locking onto the two of them with a predatory gleam. “Well, well,” he drawled, tossing his jacket onto the back of a chair. “If it isn’t my two favorite patients.” Piet chuckled, stretching his arms above his head like a cat. “Speak for yourself, doc. I’m perfectly healthy.” Arthur’s lips quirked as he toed off his shoes, his fingers already working at the buttons of his shirt. “Debatable.” The fabric parted, revealing the lean planes of his chest, the dusting of grey hair that trailed down into his waistband. Doug’s breath hitched as Arthur’s gaze raked over him, slow and deliberate. “Doug, on the other hand…” His voice dropped, rougher. “I’d say he’s overdue for a thorough examination.” Doug’s cock twitched, pressing against the thin fabric of his sweatpants. He should’ve felt exposed—trapped between Piet’s lazy, teasing energy and Arthur’s commanding presence—but instead, his pulse thrummed with anticipation. Arthur’s shirt hit the floor, followed by his belt, the clink of the buckle loud in the quiet room. His slacks followed, pooling around his ankles before he stepped out of them, naked except for the black boxer briefs that did little to hide the thick outline of his erection. “Fuck,” Doug breathed, his own hands twitching with the urge to touch. Arthur’s smirk was all teeth. “Exactly what I had in mind.” He hooked his fingers into the waistband of his briefs and stripped them off in one fluid motion, his cock springing free, already flushed and leaking. Piet let out a low whistle, but Doug couldn’t tear his eyes away—the way Arthur’s thighs flexed as he stalked closer, the heavy swing of his balls, the dark, hungry look in his eyes. “Bedroom. Now.” Piet didn’t need to be told twice. He grabbed Doug’s wrist and yanked him up, nearly sending his wine glass tumbling. Doug stumbled after him, his sweatpants tenting obscenely as Arthur followed, his hand already wrapped around his cock, stroking it with slow, deliberate pulls. The bedroom was warm, the sheets rumpled from earlier, the scent of sex still clinging to the air. Piet shoved Doug onto the mattress, following him down with a growl, his mouth crashing onto Doug’s in a bruising kiss. Arthur climbed onto the bed behind them, his body pressing against Doug’s back, his cock hot and heavy against the cleft of his ass. “Such a good boy,” Arthur murmured, his lips brushing the shell of Doug’s ear. “Already so hard for us.” His fingers traced the waistband of Doug’s sweatpants, then dipped beneath, wrapping around the thick length of his cock. Doug gasped into Piet’s mouth, his hips jerking involuntarily. “Pathetic,” Arthur teased, giving him a firm stroke. “You’re dripping.” Piet pulled back just enough to grin. “Let’s see how much he can take.” He shoved Doug’s sweatpants down his thighs, freeing his cock, and Doug whimpered as cool air hit his overheated skin. Arthur didn’t waste time—his fingers slicked with spit, pressing against Doug’s hole, teasing the ring of muscle before pushing in without warning. Doug arched, a broken sound tearing from his throat as Piet swallowed it with another kiss. “Fuck, you’re wet,” Arthur groaned, his fingers scissoring, stretching Doug open with rough, insistent movements. “Already got Piet's load in there. But you’ll take it again, won’t you? Take both of us like the greedy little slut you are.” Doug nodded frantically, his cock aching, pre-cum beading at the tip. Piet broke the kiss, his breath hot against Doug’s jaw. “Say it.” “I—I’ll take it,” Doug gasped. “Please, fuck, I need—” Arthur didn’t let him finish. He lined his cock up, the broad head pressing insistently against Doug’s entrance, and then he was pushing in, slow and relentless, filling him inch by inch. Doug’s nails dug into Piet’s shoulders as Piet fed him poppers, his body stretching around the intrusion, the burn edging into pleasure as Arthur bottomed out with a sharp thrust. “Fuck,” Arthur hissed, his hips rolling in a deep, grinding motion. “You feel good.” Piet didn’t wait. He shifted, straddling Doug’s chest, his cock bobbing in front of Doug’s face. “Open up,” he ordered, tangling his fingers in Doug’s hair. Doug obeyed without hesitation, his lips parting as Piet fed his cock between them, the salty taste of pre-cum hitting his tongue, still with some taste of his ass from before. Arthur’s rhythm stuttered, his thrusts growing sharper as Doug hollowed his cheeks, taking Piet as deep as he could. “That’s it,” Arthur growled, his hands gripping Doug’s hips hard enough to bruise. “Suck him while I fuck you. Show us how much you love being our little cumdump.” The filthy words sent a jolt of heat through Doug’s body. He moaned around Piet’s cock, the vibrations making Piet curse. “Fuck, yes—just like that, take it all—” His voice broke as Doug swallowed around the head, his throat fluttering. Arthur’s pace turned punishing, his cock pistoning in and out of Doug’s ass with wet, obscene sounds, the slap of skin filling the room. Piet came first, his cock jerking as he spilled down Doug’s throat with a groan. Doug swallowed every drop, his own cock throbbing, untouched and desperate. Arthur didn’t let up—if anything, he fucked Doug harder, his balls drawing up tight. “Gonna fill you up,” he grunted, his voice raw. “Gonna breed you, Doug. Want you full of my poz cum.” Doug’s vision whited out as Arthur buried himself to the hilt, his cock pulsing as he came, hot and thick inside him. Doug’s own orgasm crashed over him, his cock painting his stomach with ropes of cum as he shuddered between them. Arthur collapsed forward, his chest heaving, his breath hot against Doug’s neck. Piet flopped onto the bed beside them, his fingers tracing lazy patterns over Doug’s sweat-slicked skin. For a long moment, the only sounds were their ragged breathing, the occasional drip of cum from Doug’s overfull hole. Arthur finally pulled out with a wet sound, his spent cock glistening. “Damn,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to Doug’s shoulder. “You take us so well.” Doug’s face burned, but he couldn’t stop the smug, satisfied smile tugging at his lips. Piet chuckled, reaching over to smear a finger through the cum on Doug’s stomach before bringing it to his own mouth, licking it clean. “Mmm. Tastes even better when it’s fresh.” Arthur propped himself up on one elbow, his expression turning thoughtful. “Speaking of tasting…” He reached for the discarded boxer briefs on the floor, pulling out his phone. A few taps, and he was scrolling through what looked like a group chat. “Jay mentioned something interesting the other day.” Doug’s stomach dropped. “Oh?” Arthur’s grin was knowing. “About a certain desire of yours.” He arched a brow. “Care to elaborate?” Doug’s face flushed scarlet. “I—I don’t—” “Relax,” Arthur cut in, his tone warm, amused. He reached down, his fingers tracing the cum leaking from Doug’s hole, pushing it back inside with a slow, deliberate motion. “You’re full of our poz cum anyway. No use pretending you don’t love it.” Doug’s breath hitched, his body betraying him with a fresh wave of arousal. “I do love it,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “I—I want it. I want to be. I just…” He swallowed. “I was really hoping Jay would convert me. But then you told him he had to go back on his meds before it took.” Piet’s hand found his shoulder, squeezing gently. “It’ll happen when it’s meant to,” he said, his voice soft. “No rush. The journey is as significant as the destination.” Arthur hummed in agreement, his fingers still playing with Doug’s used hole. “Though if you’re that eager…” He unlocked his phone again, pulling up a calendar. “We’ve got a little gathering next week. Poz fetish sex party. Jay’s gonna be out of town for work—perfect timing, really.” Doug’s pulse spiked. “A—a sex party?” “Mmm.” Arthur’s grin turned wicked. “Group of hungry, guys who love fucking and HIV.” His thumb pressed inside Doug, making him gasp. “You’d fit right in.” Doug’s cock twitched, already half-hard again. The idea of it—of being surrounded, used, filled—sent a shiver down his spine. “I—I'd like to come,” he breathed. Arthur’s smile was pure satisfaction. “Oh you'll cum for sure.” He leaned in, his lips brushing Doug’s ear. “You’re gonna love it.” Piet rolled onto his side, propping his head up on his hand. “He’s gonna be insatiable after,” he predicted, his grin lazy. “Just wait.” Doug’s chest tightened with anticipation, his mind already racing with possibilities. The thought of Jay being away, of him finally indulging in everything he’d fantasized about—it was almost too much. He bit his lip, his gaze flicking between Arthur and Piet. “I can’t wait,” he whispered, the words barely audible. Arthur’s chuckle was dark, promising. “Oh, you’ll have to,” he murmured, his fingers finally slipping free of Doug’s hole. “But don’t worry, bud.” His voice dropped, a filthy promise. “It’ll be worth it.”

Hey guys, I was on my way home after classes today and decided to stop at an ABS and theater i rarely go too. It's usally empty and I wonder how it stays open even? So as I park, I notice only one car in the parking lot. I thought, it looks like I'm cranking my own meat today! I walked in and grabbed a packet of lube and poppers and decided to hit the theater, instead of the booths...the girl working the checkout was really sweet and we chatted for abit..she went to the same college so she gave me a free entry to the theater...score! I walk over to the trash and took the seal off the poppers, cause there is nothing worse then trying to open a brand new bottle of gooner juice in the dark while either getting sucked,fucked,or jerked! LOL I enter the theater and sat down in the middle chairs directly across the video screen...it's not a gay film but, it will do as it's a very homoerotic MMF video with these two studs fucking a chic in the pussy! I'm the only one in the theater so I reach into my shorts and start jerking off. I am about 10 minutes into watching these bros bond over this cunt when the do opens and in walks this bro about my age....5'11, lean build, white, jeans, boots, t-shirt, and a curly mullet underneath his Calloway insignia baseball cap....the bro and I make eye contact and he gets a deer in headlights look! He immediately goes to the back row behind me and doesn't even act as if I'm there...I immediately know this guy is straight and was surprised by me. I cramped his style to jerk one out alone so I got up and went to the booths...he was fucking hot but, I didn't wanna be a creep...it had picked up so I let an Asian dude blow me through a gloryhole for a hot minute and then watched a Hispanic stud get blown by another homo in a booth....at this point my balls were aching...so I thought I'll hit the theater one last time then come back to the booths and let some guy eat my cum...I walk back into the theater and immediately notice mullet stud was still here...he had moved to the seat I had originally sat in and had his hands on his crotch but his dick wasn't out of jeans. I also noticed this older guy had sat near him and was cruising him. I stood at the back and watched them for a bit and it was clear that mullet didn't want anything to do with other guy...so I decided to play hero for this straight bro in distress and went and sat in between both of them...well, mullet kept his eyes Laser locked targeted on the gangbang going on the screen while the other dude started to lean over and touch my crotch...I whispered to him that maybe he could suck my dick later. He kinda huff and puffed then left...leaving me and Mullet...Mullet leaned his head over and quietly asked me what I said to the guy that left? I told him that I said I wasn't interested...Mullet replied that the dude had given him the creeps....I laughed and told him just be polite and firm with the guys here..they will back off...and if you're not firrm with them, then you will never get off! He laughed. He said he was indeed straight and that only time he'd been here, it was empty...I said me too in reply...we sat and watched the gangbang. I wasn't sure how'd he react if I pulled my dick out so I just sat there with my hard on parachuting my shorts and pushed my flip-flops off with them causing a slapping sound of them hitting the floor...I sideeyed mullet and could see he was full mass too...we chatted abit about the porn on screen then he asked me why I came to the ABS...I told him to buy a few videos and jerk off! We then proceeded to talk about his porn collection and all the different types of straight porn he's got...I said Dude we've gotta exchange numbers so we can share vids! He said he was cool with that. He said that he had his own place but,this week his parents was staying there and he was sleeping on the couch and that's why he came into the theater..I said ouch ! That sucks! He then said his parent's place was getting painted then we sat in silence for abit...as a new scene on the screen came on of a a girl getting DP'd again, I said to him from one porn addicted bro to another that it was cool if he wanted to jerk off and then we sat in silence for bit. I waited anxiously to see how this straight guy would react. Sucess! He unzipped his pants(they were unbuttoned cause he had jerked earlier) and pulled the skinniest dick out with a huge obscene mushroom head! He started to jerk off as I was silently wishing for the portobello to be stuffed up my butt! He then said Dude, you can jerk off too!...it feels weird me jerking off by myself...so I yanked my meat out of my shorts and pulled up my t-shirt...so here we are two bros jerking it and we start to make comments on the scene on screen...about this time two guys come into the theater and immediately beeline it two us...Mullet goes to put up his dick and I said Dude, if you stop everytime guys stares at you n the theater then you'll never get off and enjoy the porn on screen! If they go to touch you then say yes or no but, otherwise keep pulling you pud...so he gets his cock back out and, thankfully, the two other guys(middle age, white, and blue collar looks)just stand by the wall watching...well I start getting to beating off and moan every now and then and Mullet starts to jack off very fast...I can tell he's getting close cause he's flushed and pulling his balls while jerks with the other hand...I'm jerking even faster and notice one of the guys by the wall moves closer to me. Mullet leans his head back, closes his eyes and starts to shoot his load all of his exposed belly! I started moaning and guy that had moved closer bends down in front of me. I give him quick nod and he proceeds to engulf my dick! I reach over to Mullet,as he slowing jerking his stick in the glow of a good nut, and I whip his cum from his belly and proceed to eat it and I cum in the guys mouth sucking me! All the while, Mullet still has his head back, baseball cap has fallen off, and eyes closed. All I could think of as I achieved a grade A+ nut that Mullet was so preoccupied in orgasm that he didn't even noticed I had reached over a cleaned his belly of cum! The guy sucking me jumps up, gives me a thumbs up, and proceeds to share his mouth full of my rocket launchers with the other guy standing nearby....needless to say I thought seeing them share my cum while kissing was hot! I sat there with my dick hanging out and dripping onto the concrete floor, Mullet comes too, and proceeded to whip his massive mushroom head on his t-shirt bottom and then put his dick back into his jeans. He gets up ,as the other two guys leave the theater, and grabs his hat that had fallen behind his seat and put it back on backwards...my dick started to get hard again in my shorts as that fucking turned me on! I stand up and we leave the theater. He stops at the counter and picks up a bag of, at least, ten porn CDs and the girl says good bye sweetie to me. We walk outside and Mullet's truck is next to my Jeep...I start heading to me jeep and he said to hold on and that he'd put his videos in the truck and then he'd give me his number...I walked back to the driver's side of his truck and said you sure weren't kidding about have a porn collection as I pointed to the bag full of CDs he just bought. He said Bro, you should see his closet at home, it's completely full of porn...I asked why didn't he just watch porn on his computer and the kinky bastard said that he does but, he also likes the CDs cause it's easy and they're cheap...He then proceeded to give me his number and I typed it into my cell and then called him so he could have my number...He said that his girlfriend left him after a pregnancy scare so he's dating girls on CDs right now and we laughed! He then said if your seriously wanting to exchange videos that he was free after his parents left..I told him to just text me and, as a joke, said I'd bring the six-pack and lube...He said he's his down with me bringing the six-pack but, don't bother with lube cause he's got plenty of lube! As just smirked at him and I said I bet you do! He laughed and replied that it takes a [banned word] to know a [banned word]! We shook hands and I jumped into my jeep as pulled away.....He never mentioned anything about me rubbing his belly if he even noticed but, I do know I made new friend....I will keep yall posted if anything should happen with Mullet!

Chapter Four: Good Boy Daniel came stumbling out of the bathroom with Tommy, dazed smile on his face. “How we doing?” Trevor asked his brother. Tommy smiled, “Oh he’s feeling no pain…” Trevor walked over to the boy and snapped his fingers in his face, “How you doing stud?” His eyes focused on Trevor’s face, and he made a face, “I don’t like you.” Trevor smiled, “Yeah but I am loving you…” he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small white cracker, “Stick out your tongue…” Daniel seemed confused by the command but slowly stuck his long tongue out…Trevor placed the wafer on it. “Ok now suck…” He watched as the boy followed the instructions and let it dissolve in his mouth. “What was that?” John asked in concern. “It’s called a communion wafer, basically it’s a low level of scopolamine with a little Molly to help it along,” when John’s eyes grew wide Trevor chuckled, “It makes him more agreeable, calm down…I want this stud to be safe as much as you do.” John glared at him, “You have a fucked up definition of safe.” Trevor took a step and got in the man’s face, “And you got a fucked up hardon for your son…you really want to start throwing rocks in that glass house John?” John blanched and dropped his gaze. “Tommy, get him dressed, our last client is close.” The younger brother nodded and tossed a pair of nylon gym shorts to the jock, “Put them on stud.” Daniel looked at the shorts, “I don’t have any underwear.” Tommy grinned at the teen, “I know, put them on.” Daniel pulled the shorts on. His huge cock made an obscene bulge in the tiny shorts. Tommy walked over and squeezed it, “You look so hot…” Daniel moaned slightly, “Not a fag…” he whimpered as his cock throbbed in the stranger’s hand. “Sit down and be a good boy,” the younger brother ordered and was pleased to see the teen follow his instructions, the wafer was kicking in. Tommy walked back over to the bar and stood next to his brother, “He’s ready.” Trevor nodded and looked down at his phone, “He’s coming up,” look at John, “You want this to be over? Then do not talk to his man, do not make eye contact, and under no circumstances interrupt his session. This guy pays top dollar and will make us flush and you two are free to go after this if it works out.” “I’m not going to let him hurt my son…” John said, trying to focus his words even though he himself was wasted. Trevor flashed a million-watt smile, “Johnny, he isn’t going to hurt him, if fact he is going to do you a favor.” The older man seemed skeptical, and Trevor added, “He’s going to tame your brat of a son.” Before John could ask what that meant there was a loud knock on the door. “Here we go,” Trevor said walking over to the door and opening it. John noticed that he lowered his gaze, looking down at his feet instead of at the monster of a man on the other side of the door. He was nearly as wide as the door and easily as tall, his black blazer barely fit over his massive form as he reached out and raised Trevor’s face to meet eye contact, “Hello pup…it’s been a while.” Trevor nodded, “Too long sir, please come in.” The man walked in like he owned the place, there was an aura of command about him that even in his drugged state, John could sense. He glanced once at John and moved on until his eyes fell on Daniel, sitting in the chair quietly. “Oh,” the man said softly, “He is beautiful.” Trevor stepped back as the man approached the jock. Daniel looked up at him and paused…he was used to being the tallest person in any room but as he looked up he saw this man was taller. “Stand up boy,” Alpha said with a deep voice, “Let me see you.” Daniel hesitated before standing up, feeling slightly awkward as he realized he came up to the man’s chest. The man examined him from head to toe, appreciating the way every muscle was defined and toned. “You’re quite the specimen, aren’t you?” Alpha commented, “I can tell you’ve been working on your body.” Daniel nodded, not sure what else to say. The man looked back to the brothers, “You brought me a purebred…very nice.” He went back to Daniel, his hands moving over the boy’s smooth, toned chest, trailing down to his perfect eight-pack, “Such a beautiful creature,” he said, pausing at the jock’s waistband. Daniel felt his body shiver from the touch as the man hooked two fingers under his shorts, “We are going to have such a night…” Daniel felt a faint pang of apprehension, but the drugs made it feel like it belonged to someone else as the man walked around him, hand moving across his broad back and down to his pert ass, squeezing the cheeks through the thin nylon of his shorts. “Take these off, boy” he ordered sharply. Daniel hesitated only momentarily before reaching down to pull his gym shorts off and expose his perfect body. He could feel the heat from the stranger’s stare burning into his flesh as he stood naked before him. Alpha took a step closer, running his hand up Daniel’s leg and tracing it along Daniel’s inner thigh. He let out a soft moan when the man’s fingers brushed against his hardening cock. “Look at you pup…such a cock like this is magnificent,” he said slowly stroking the swollen tool, “You are destined to be a stud…” the man leaned in and lick the boy’s ear and Daniel whimpered as he began to melt. The man stood behind the jock, one hand wrapped around his trim waist, the other working up and down the length of his massive cock, “Relax, give yourself to me,” he whispered sensually in Daniel's ear. “I will keep you safe pup.” Daniel closed his eyes, feeling himself submitting easily to the stranger's demands. Alpha continued teasing him, grinding his hips against the boy’s smooth ass. “You know you want it, don't you?” he whispered again, “I can smell your arousal.” Daniel bit his lip, trying to suppress the sounds escaping him when the man pushed him onto the plush carpet. Daniel looked up as the man began to strip, taking off his jacket and revealing the tight, oxford shirt under, button by button he revealed a barrel chest that was covered in a light matt of hair, a set of thick abs that narrowed into a pair of gum gutters that made Daniel swoon. This man was in incredible shape for any age but for a man over 40, he was flawless. Daniels's admiration slowly melted into reluctant lust as the drugs seeped deeper into his brain, “Undo my belt,” the man commanded, small smile on his face. Daniel reached up with trembling hands and undid the man’s leather belt, revealing a pair of black Derek Rose boxer briefs. “Now my shoes.” Daniel looked down at the Gucci loafers and slipped them off the man’s feet. “Now my pants.” The slacks slid down two tree trunks of legs, the man stepped out of them and kicked them aside. Daniel looked up at the specimen of a man and felt nothing but awe at what he saw. His eyes fell to the bulge in the man’s boxers, and he stopped breathing for a moment as he saw an insane bulge coiled in the pouch…he was soft, but the man was obviously hung. “Do you like what you see pup?” Daniel nodded automatically, unable to stop staring. The man seemed to notice Daniel's attention to his crotch and smirked, “Touch it,” he commanded firmly. Daniel hesitated, his eyes wide as he looked up at the man. “Go ahead, pup,” he growled, leaning in close. Daniel gulped, his heart pounding loudly in his ears as he slowly reached out, carefully touching the massive bulge hidden beneath the boxers. He gasped softly, unable to believe how large it was. Like with his height, the teen jock was used to having the biggest dick in any locker room. He had lorded his cock over others, made them feel small and weak…and now as he rubbed the man’s hardening cock Daniel felt all of that and more. He knew who was in charge here and it wasn’t him. As if to underscore that point, the man pulled down his briefs, releasing his massive cock. Daniel stared, his mouth dropping open involuntarily as he saw the most enormous erection he had ever seen. It must have been ten inches long and it was thick, fat, veiny, and throbbing. The sight of it made Daniel’s own cock stand up hard and strong. The man watched the boy stare, smiling…he had seen this so many times before. Cocky, arrogant boys playing at men…thinking they knew anything. But as he stroked his cock, he watched the boy follow his movements like a hawk and knew…this one wanted to be owned. "Come here, pup," he commanded, his voice sending a thrill down Daniel's spine. The jock obeyed, crawling towards the beast, his own cock slapping against his tight abs as he moved. "Look at me," Alpha said, pulling Daniel’s gaze away from his cock. He cupped the boy's chin and tilted his head, forcing their eyes to meet. Daniel found himself drawn into the intense blue depths. "Tonight, you belong to me…you know that right? You are mine," he asked darkly. Daniel hesitated, unsure whether he should comply with the demand. Alpha held his chin, forcing him to look directly into his eyes. "Answer me!" he demanded impatiently. Daniel swallowed nervously, feeling his heartbeat quicken in response to the man's dominant presence. He kept reminding himself he wasn’t gay and that this was fucked up but something about the man, his presence, his aura…it made him want to comply. Finally, he dropped his gaze and said in a quivering voice. "Yes, sir," Alpha stroked the teen’s chin, “Good boy.” The praise moved through Daniel’s hard body like a narcotic, he looked back up at the man with wanting eyes… The man moved to the chair Daniel had been sitting in and sat down, spreading his legs wide. In a cheerful voice, he patted his thighs, “Come boy…come!” Daniel paused, the man was talking to him like he was a dog! The indignity of it hit his ego and he frowned…the exactly wrong thing to do. “COME! NOW!” the man snapped, and Daniel felt a stab of panic move through him as he began to move towards the man hesitantly. When he got to the chair the man indicated he was to climb on his lap. “I…” Daniel began to stammer as the reality of the moment began to sink in. The man pulled the jock up onto his lap, his ass sticking straight up, “I see we still have some discipline issues.” Before Daniel could say a word, the man’s hand came down hard on his ass, startling him. The pain shot through his body…he hadn’t been spanked since he was a child! He yelped and the man did it again, and then again. Each time he expected it, the sting increased. "Say you're sorry," the man taunted him between strikes. Daniel clenched his teeth, refusing to comply. He tried to push himself off the man's lap, but he held him firmly in place. "Say it!" the man shouted angrily suddenly, striking him harder. "I'm sorry!!" Daniel cried out, tears forming in his eyes. "Not yet," Alpha said, "But you will be," and sped up his hand, spanking the boy over and over and over. Daniel screamed, begging him to stop, but it only seemed to fuel Alpha's desire. The jock's skin reddened and burned, but the sensation of being utterly dominated was exhilarating. Each strike sent a wave of humiliation and arousal coursing through Daniel's veins. Finally, Alpha stopped abruptly, leaving Daniel panting heavily as he panted, "I'm sorry...oh god I'm so sorry..." Alpha gently caressed the boy's red cheeks, "There," he whispered softly, "That's better, now you understand who's in charge, right?" Daniel nodded weakly, his breaths coming out ragged. Alpha smiled, his expression softening. "You are such a beautiful beast," he said, observing Daniel closely. "You just need to be trained,." “Trained?” the boy asked as Alpha moved his hand lazily over his ass. Alpha nodded, “You will be given structure and a purpose…don’t you want that? Don’t you want the world to make sense?” The teen’s mind was spun, on the surface what this man was saying was insane but at the same time…it sounded so fucking good. Daniel did want all that, he wanted the world to be easier, he wanted someone to tell him what he had to do. His father never did, he ran all over him…but this man, this Alpha…he was different. Daniel looked up at the man with red eyes and nodded, “Yes sir.” Alpha chuckled softly, pleased with the boy's submission. Domination was a powerful drug and he understood the effect it would have on the young, virile teenager. The Alpha had a special fondness for these young athletes, their entire lives were spent honing their bodies to perfection, only to become completely vulnerable to their desires. Daniel was no exception; he had the potential to be an incredible boy who lived to serve. "Good boy," Alpha praised him, brushing a few strands of hair away from Daniel's forehead. "Sit up so I can see you." Daniel moved and straddled the man’s waist, that fucking insane cock sliding through his asscheeks. He felt the man’s massive hands hold him steady by his hips, “Look at you…flex for me boy…show that beautiful body to me.” At first, Daniel was hesitant, he raised his arms over his head, not sure what the man wanted. Alpha ran his fingers over the deep cuts of his abs and growled, “So fucking sexy…” The teen began to feel emboldened, flexing as he gyrated on the man’s lap. Alpha’s sounds of approval excited Daniel as he ground back onto that flagpole of a cock…putting on a show for one. He flexed his pecs, showing off years of training and dedication. Alpha ran his fingers over the pert nipples, “God, you are hot.” “Thank you, sir,” Daniel replied breathlessly, throwing his head back, groaning at the sensation of having his tits played with. "Such an eager puppy…” the man said as he watched the boy lose himself in the moment, his hands moved up the boy’s smooth back and pulled him close, “Do you want to please daddy?” Daniel arched his back, pressing his growing hard-on firmly against the man’s massive chest. He had been caught up in the fantasy for far too long. He didn’t care anymore about labels or the meaning of anything…right now he needed to please the man. "Yes Daddy," Daniel whimpered, looking up at the handsome face across from him. The man grinned wickedly, knowing full well the power he possessed over the inexperienced youth. He allowed Daniel to writhe atop him, feeling the boy's firm and toned body grind against his own. "You want more, pup?" he asked, his voice low and seductive. " “Yes, Sir," Daniel responded after a second, his breathing rapid and shallow as he realized he was riding an avalanche of lust, and he was losing control. He shifted restlessly, his ass rubbing against the stiffened cock beneath him. "Please," he pleaded, his voice cracking slightly. "Ask daddy to make you feel good," the man teased, reaching up to graze his fingertips lightly over Daniel's lips. Daniel shivered, the sensation of those calloused fingers against his sensitive skin driving him wild. His throat constricted, and he hesitated briefly, knowing he was about to commit to something he could not take back. But the desire to please this man, to gain his approval…to be seen as his… was consuming the teen, and he felt his ego start to wither inside of him. He closed his eyes before whispering, "Please, Daddy, make me feel good." The man smirked, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. He wrapped his muscular arms around Daniel's waist, holding him tightly against his chest. "As you wish, boy," he growled, his voice deep and husky. He pressed his lips to Daniel’s mouth and licked the boy’s lips. Daniel gasped and opened his mouth, inviting the man inside. Their tongues entwined, exploring each other's mouths passionately. Daniel's heart raced, his blood pounding in his veins. He couldn't believe what was happening, but he couldn't resist the allure of Alpha's dominance. Alpha slowly worked his way down Daniel's neck, kissing and sucking the tender flesh there. Daniel whimpered as he felt the man’s teeth gnaw at his neck, marking him, claiming the boy as his bitch. Daniel moaned as the man left hickey after hickey as Daniel had done on many a girl in the past. Alpha was marking his territory, letting the world know the jock was his and only his. The sensation drove the boy mad, and he kept his head back, silently begging the man to keep going. His hands pushed Alpha’s head into his neck harder as he writhed against the man’s cock… “Oh god…” Daniel gasped, “Oh shit…sir…oh please…” the boy whined as mark after mark was left, driving the young jock insane. Alpha stopped and looked the boy in his eyes and this time it was Daniel who kissed first, pulling Alpha’s head to his as he desperately probed the man’s mouth with his own. Their lips met with a hungry, passionate kiss as the teen's tongue danced with Alpha's, exploring every corner of his mouth. Alpha moaned softly, feeling the warm, wet intrusion deep within his soul. "Fuck yes, pup," he breathed heavily, "This is what you want, isn't it? To surrender completely?" Daniel nodded frantically, "Yes, sir," he gasped, his voice barely audible, “Please…” Alpha stood up, holding the boy as if he weighed nothing. Daniel’s long legs wrapped around the man’s waist as they walked from the chair to the bed, the man dumping the boy onto the soft surface as he began to stroke his cock. “Come here boy…puppy want a bone?” the man asked, addressing a dog again. Unlike before the tone excited Daniel and he moved to all fours and crawled across the bed towards the man’s colossal cock. Again, the teen jock felt awed by it, he had never seen a cock on par with his own, and seeing it in front of him…being offered…it was sending all kinds of signals to his brain. He knew he shouldn’t, his instincts telling him this was bad, but the lust and the desire were overwhelming him to the point where he could barely think clearly. “Worship it pup…show me how eager you are to be mine,” Alpha commanded with a smirk. Daniel hesitated; his eyes locked on the impressive member. It was so much bigger than his own cock which he had often boasted to his teammates. This cock…it was obscene, perfect, gorgeous…and his lust overwhelmed him. He lowered his head toward the pulsating member, pressing his lips against it. A soft moan escaped his lips as he tasted the musky scents wafting up from the swollen tip. Alpha placed his hands on the side of Daniel's head, guiding him as he began to suckle on the cock. The jock's eyes widened, feeling a surge of pleasure wash over him as he tasted the man's precum. "You like that pup?" Alpha asked softly. Daniel nodded, mumbling incoherently as he continued to worship the cock. "Tell me, pup," Alpha commanded, gripping Daniel's hair roughly. "Tell me how much you love it." Daniel pulled off the cock and looked up, drool dripping from his chin, “I love it, sir…I love it so much…” Alpha smiled, “You can keep pleasing me.” Daniel instantly went back to sucking on the man’s swollen cock, sucking and slurping as much of the salty nut juice he could draw from it. In the back of his mind, his former self screamed at him to stop, insisting he wasn’t a fag. But as he lovingly worked the slab of meat with his tongue he realized he was quickly losing the energy to care. All he wanted was to please him…to be seen as desirable by the man. The thought of Alpha fucking him, taking him without permission… terrified him as much as it turned him on beyond belief. And that was enough for him to ignore the warnings his mind was sending him. “Mmmmmm,” Alpha sighed, “You really are a natural slut, aren’t you?” Daniel blushed, his cheeks turning a deeper shade of red as he worked the cock harder. Alpha groaned, running his big hands through the boy’s hair, his fingers tangling in the golden locks. He pulled Daniel closer, making the teen choke on his cock, his big balls slapping against the boy’s chin. He released his grip, allowing Daniel to catch his breath. "That's it, boy," Alpha cooed, stroking Daniel's hair. "Work that cock, please me the best you can you fucking whore." Daniel gulped, his mouth filled with the taste of the man's cock. He continued to work it feverishly, relishing the opportunity to prove himself worthy. Alpha took note of the jock's eagerness, his eyes glinting with satisfaction. "Show daddy how much you love him," he purred. Daniel let go of the base of the cock, tracing his tongue along the vein that traveled down the shaft. Alpha gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily. The jock moaned softly, his voice muffled by the cock in his mouth. It was clear that he enjoyed the man's reaction. He loved hearing the groans of pleasure, feeling the warmth of the cock in his mouth. The intensity of the situation was overwhelming, but it was precisely what he wanted. He craved the attention, the validation, and the ownership that Alpha provided. The feeling of being desired, of being wanted, was intoxicating. He wanted to be claimed, completely devoured by this man. He wanted to be his personal plaything, his pet, his slut and he didn’t care who knew. “Do you want my cum?” the man asked, tugging at the boy's hair, “Do you want to swallow my load?” Daniel felt the tension rise in his gut, his heart racing as he struggled to find the words. "Yes sir," he managed to whisper, his voice trembling, “Please...” "Then beg for it," Alpha insisted, tightening his grip on Daniel's hair. The jock's eyes widened, a wave of shame washing over him. But the lustful desire burning within him drowned out any reservations he might have had. Daniel looked up at Alpha, his eyes pleading, "Please, sir, give me your cum." Alpha's grip tightened on his hair, his lust intensifying with every desperate plea. "Are you a good boy?" he growled, "Are you going to be my good boy?" Daniel whimpered, his breath coming out in ragged bursts. "Yes, sir," he managed to croak, his voice hoarse with desperation. "Say it properly," Alpha insisted, his grip tightening on the jock's hair. "I...I'm your good boy," Daniel repeated, his voice shaking with uncertainty. "Again," Alpha snapped, "Say it like you mean it!" Daniel whimpered, his throat constricting as he gathered the courage to speak. "I’ll be your good boy, sir," he finally uttered, his voice strained and weak. Alpha's grip loosened, and he smiled, "Then make me cum boy, earn my load!" Daniel nodded vigorously before greedily sucking Alpha's cock faster and harder. He savored the taste and scent of the man's cock, the texture slippery and throbbing under his eager tongue. Alpha groaned loudly, his cock swelling and pulsing in Daniel's mouth. The jock felt overwhelmed by the intensity of the situation, the sheer size of the cock filling his mouth, coating his tongue with pre-cum. He wanted nothing more than to feel please the man, to earn his cum, and to make him happy. All the jock knew was that he needed to please this man, to get his praise…he didn’t care what he had to do. Daniel sucked and licked and slurped on the man’s dick with every ounce of strength he had. He had become consumed by this, needed to hear the man cum to know he had done well. “Fuck yeah,” Alpha growled, his fingers tangling in Daniel’s hair, his grip tightening as he thrust his hips into the boy’s mouth, "Harder boy...be my good boy and suck harder..." Daniel swallowed the man’s cock whole, trying to deep-throat him as he gagged. Tears rolled down his cheek as he choked on the man's cock, not caring about anything save drinking his cum. "Good boy," Alpha praised, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. He gripped Daniel's hair tightly, forcing the jock to continue his frenzied sucking. Each thrust of his hips sent waves of pleasure radiating upwards, threatening to overwhelm him. He wanted to fuck the boy, claim him as his own, but he first needed to break him. "Show daddy how much you love him," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. Daniel whimpered, his throat straining under the pressure. His face flushed, and tears streamed down his cheeks as he sought to appease Alpha. "Yes, sir," he mumbled between breaths, "I'm your good boy, I’m your good fucking boy." Alpha's grip loosened slightly, and he ran his fingers affectionately across Daniels's scalp. "Such a good puppy," he murmured approvingly. "Make daddy cum…earn that cum boy!" Alpha commanded the words echoing in Daniel's ears like an irresistible mantra. He throbbed in the jock's mouth, his engorged cock swollen with lust, straining for release. Daniel swallowed the length of the cock, determined to satisfy his new master. The words rang in his head, propelling him forward, fueling his desire. "Yes, daddy…" he whimpered, his voice hoarse with lust and exertion as he came up for air before going back to Alpha’s donkey dick. The word seemed to thrill Alpha and he began to slam his cock down the boy’s throat, Daniel going limp s the man used his mouth as just another hole. The jock gurgled as he was facefucked, the horror and shame were drowned out by the fact he was making his daddy happy…his own cock swollen and dripping under him as he let the man use him. His pride gone, his fear subsiding, he became enveloped in the experience. Daniel was enjoying it. His body reacted to every command, every touch as his orgasm built. He had become a slave to the man's lust, unable to deny the pleasure he derived from being dominated. Alpha held the boy's head still, pumping his cock in and out of the boy's mouth. Daniel gagged and sputtered, drool rolling down his chin as his eyes rolled back in his head. His nose was pressed against the pubic hair, causing him to breathe through his open mouth as his daddy got closer and closer to rewarding him with his cum. “Oh, I’m close pup…you have me close…you ready for daddy’s load? You ready to drink that cum?” he growled, speeding his thrusts up. Daniel whimpered, his throat convulsing with each forceful entry. His vision blurred, his mind swimming in a sea of sensations. The humiliation, the shame, and the perverse pleasure washed over him in waves. He had surrendered, he had succumbed to his deepest desires and waited for his reward. “Good boy!” Alpha roared as he started to cum, “SUCH A GOOD FUCKING BOY!” His cock began to shoot what felt like gallons of cum down the jock’s throat. His cum shot out in huge spurts that made Daniel gag even as he swallowed. Alpha grunted louder with each burst as he emptied his load into the boy’s willing mouth. Cum coated Daniel’s throat and tongue, causing him to choke and struggle to swallow. Tears streamed down his face as he accepted every drop of cum from his daddy. Finally, when he was sure he had drained the man dry, Daniel pulled away, coughing and gagging as he did so. Cum dripped from his mouth, splattering onto the bed. He wiped his mouth, the remnants of cum still sticking to his hand. Alpha watched him, a satisfied smirk playing on his face. "Did you enjoy that, pup?" he asked, his voice dripping with contempt. Daniel swallowed nervously, his gaze darting towards the door. "Y-yes, sir," he murmured, his voice quivering. "You were a good boy, weren't you?" Alpha prodded, his smug expression unchanging. Daniel nodded, filled with warmth from the praise. Alpha rolled the boy over onto his back, the jock’s oversized cock bobbing up…precum smeared over the boy’s flawless abs, “Oh…puppy want to cum?” the man asked, climbing onto the bed. He reached down, gently grasping Daniel's cock. The jock's eyes widened, his breath catching in his throat. The mere touch of Alpha's hand sent a wave of pleasure coursing through him. "Do you want daddy to make you cum?" he asked as he stroked the boy slowly. Daniel's cock twitched eagerly in his grasp, the boy arching his back as a shiver of anticipation rippled through him. "Please, daddy," he whispered, his voice trembling with need. "I’m your good boy…" Alpha smirked, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Beg daddy to play with you?" he taunted, squeezing the jock's firm erection. Daniel squirmed beneath him, his breathing erratic as he fought to maintain control. "Oh please daddy, please play with my cock…" he panted, his words coming out in broken sighs. Alpha chuckled darkly, his grip tightening on the jock's erection. "Such a beautiful boy," he said, moving his hand up and down the boy's massive cock, "Such a good puppy..." Daniel moaned and whimpered, his back arched, hands over his head as he thrust his cock into the man's hand, "Oh daddy..." Alpha watched the jock writhe under his touch as he watched the boy’s magnificent cock throb in his hand, precum covering his grip as his head thrashed from side to side…needy mewling coming from his mouth. Alpha smiled wickedly, seeing the boy submit to him. The jock was now fully committed to the man, his lustful desires completely overtaking the last vestiges of his resolve. He was utterly ensnared by Alpha's domination and the sense of belonging that came with it. Alpha's touch on his cock, gentle yet commanding, stirred feelings within him that he hadn't known existed. He found himself craving submission, desiring to be taken, to be possessed. Right where Alpha wanted him. The man’s hand sped up, “Cum for me pup, show daddy how your cock shoots!” Daniel moaned loudly, his hands pulling his own hair as he thrust up over and over, fucking the man’s hand relentlessly. Alpha smiled down at the beautiful boy, watching his handsome jock face twist in pleasure. The man stroked the cock firmly, his grip tight as he pumped Daniel towards ecstasy. “Oh god daddy…!” the boy cried out, his cock swelling in his hand, “I’m close…oh god you’re going to make me cum!” Alpha's grin widened, his eyes locked on the jock's tormented expression as his toned body shook, he felt the boy’s cock throb as more precum flowed. “Oh…oh…shit!” Daniel screamed as his cock began to shoot, ropes of thick cum flying everywhere, covering his pecs and abs, his face, even his hair. Alpha kept stroking as the cum came, Daniel’s whole body practically vibrated with his orgasm. He had never cum so hard, the man milking the boy for every drop of precious cum he had. But Alpha didn’t stop, he kept stroking the boy’s sensitive cock and Daniel began to sob, “Oh daddy! No…” “Whose cock is this?” Alpha asked, watching the boy writhe and turn under him. “Yours! Oh god, it's yours, daddy! Please…nooooo!!” Alpha kept stroking and the boy felt his body shake again, though he had no cum to shoot he felt another orgasm hit him as his mouth stays open in a quiet scream…his cock pulsed uselessly as the boy succumbed to a pleasure few men experience. Finally, as he lay there motionlessly, his chest rising and falling as his mind reeled. Alpha moved his hand in front of the boy’s mouth, “Clean up your mess…be a good boy.” Eyes still closed, Daniel meekly began to lap at the man’s fingers, cleaning his own cum off one lick at a time. When the boy was done Alpha moved next to him, bringing him close to his body, “Such a good boy,” he said embracing him. Daniel instantly wrapped his body around the man, “Thank you, daddy,” he whispered, burying his face in the valley the man’s huge pecs made. The man lovingly stroked the boy’s hair as he whispered in his ear, “Such a beautiful boy, do you know how beautiful you are?” He felt the boy nuzzle him, the words bringing him nothing but joy. As Alpha’s hand traced lazy circles on the jock’s strong back the boy was melting, murmuring into the man’s flesh how much he loved him… “Do you want to be mine pup?” the man asked, “Do you want to be my pet?” Daniel looked up, his eyes brimming with joyful tears. He just nodded, unable to form words, he was so emotional. “Do you mean that, do you swear to obey me, in return, you will be my pet, my fuckdog…I will show you such pleasure…and you will never want for anything. Would you like that boy?” The jock was silent, his mind dimly comprehending what the man was asking. He knew he should say no, there was a reason somewhere, but he couldn’t find it. All he knew was how safe and happy he felt in the man’s arms…and that he never wanted to leave. With a shaking voice, he finally said, “Yes daddy…I would like that a lot.” Alpha disengaged himself from the boy and walked over to the pile of clothes he had discarded. He pulled something out of his jacket and walked back over to the bed, “This is a symbol, put this on and you’re mine…” He held out a black leather dog collar with a silver buckle. Daniel took it, his hands shaking as he looked down at it. “Put it on pup,” Alpha said sitting next to him on the bed, “Put it on and become my puppy.” Daniel’s mind screamed at him, pleaded…his old self begged him to throw it away…reject it… But if this night had taught Daniel anything, it was he liked being controlled, he craved the structure of someone telling him what to do. As he stared at the collar all he could feel was a relief, like a great burden was about to be lifted from him…he looked up at Alpha who just smiled, “Do it.” The whole room watched with bated breath as the once cocky athlete slowly brought the collar up to his neck and placed it around his throat. Alpha leaned in, connecting the clasp behind his head. He flinched when it was clicked shut…but at the same time, he let out a deep sigh of contentment. He looked up at Alpha, eyes shining with unadorned love. “Look at you,” Alpha said with a huge smile, “Do you like that? Do you like being mine?” The jock just nodded, his mind oddly calm of thoughts. “Lay back, on your stomach, let me see that beautiful little ass.” Without an ounce of hesitation, the boy scrambled onto his stomach, reaching back, and parting his smooth ass cheeks, revealing the tiny, little jock hole hidden within. Alpha's breath caught in his throat, his cock instantly springing to attention as he eyed the boy's most private space offered freely. "You want daddy to make your little pussy feel good?" he asked, moving his hands over the boy's flawless ass. "Yes daddy," the boy replied, his voice soft and sweet. His heart raced with excitement and anticipation, knowing he wanted this, needed it... With a gentle squeeze, Alpha tickled the boy's hole, watching the pink starfish wink at him. The sight of it made his cock twitch, eager to claim the jock. "Like this puppy?" Alpha asked, his voice low and seductive. as he slipped two fingers inside the boy's entrance, spreading the hole wide. “Oh daddy!” the teen gasped as he felt the thick fingers penetrate him, “Ohh…” he sobbed as the man slowly began to finger fuck him. “Mmm…such a cute little ass,” Alpha murmured leaning in to kiss the boy’s back. He ran his fingers over the sensitive hole, caressing it as he spoke, “Feels like you’ve been waiting for this.” The jock blushed, feeling exposed and incredibly horny. "Yes Daddy," he whispered, his voice hushed and full of lust. "I'm ready..." Alpha pulled his fingers out and grabbed a condom and a bottle of lube. He turned the boy over and handed him the rubber, “Put it on me, get me ready to fuck your little jock cunt.” Daniel eagerly tore open the package, his hands visibly shaking. He carefully rolled the condom down Alpha's throbbing erection, wetting it with a generous amount of lube. The jock then positioned himself on all fours, facing Alpha's massive erection. He looked up at the man, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. "I'm ready, Daddy," he quietly urged, his voice betraying his excitement. Alpha kneeled behind the boy, running his hands up and down the jock's muscular legs. He kissed the jock's thighs, his lips tracing their way upward until they rested right below the boy's hole. "Ready, pup?" he asked, his warm breath wafting over the jock's sensitive skin. "Yes, Daddy," the jock responded huskily, his heart pounding wildly in his chest. He was ready to be claimed, to belong to Alpha. To be his pet, his fuckdog. Alpha positioned himself between the jock's legs, aligning his cockhead with the lubed entrance. He pressed his cockhead to the jock's waiting hole and smiled, “Push back pup…fuck yourself on that cock.” Daniel closed his eyes and pushed back, feeling his hole stretch around the massive cock, he let out a groan as the head popped into his tiny hole, causing the muscles of his ass to spasm around the intruder. Alpha watched, entranced as the jock’s cock swung between his legs, pre-cum dripping down the shaft. “Fuck, you look so hot,” the man muttered, reaching down to stroke the cock, “Daddy loves your cock.” Daniel whimpered, his hole stretching further as he continued to push back onto the cock. Alpha guided himself deeper, sliding further into the jock until he was pressed up against the boy’s firm ass. “You got it,” Alpha said, stroking the boy’s cock, “You took it all…” Daniel, now on his knees, looked back at his master, “Am I a good boy?” Alpha smiled, “You are a very good boy,” he said, kissing his pet passionately. The boy moaned around the man’s mouth as he rocked himself back and forth on the massive cock. His hole stretched around the hard shaft, pulsing as it accommodated the intruder. He felt Alpha's hands on his hips, guiding him deeper onto the cock. Daniel could feel his cock slap against his abs as he was fucked. "How does it feel, good boy?" Alpha asked, his voice thick with lust. "Does it feel good to be fucked?" The boy whimpered, his hole contracting around the cock. He was completely overwhelmed by the sensation, lost in the euphoria of being fucked. Alpha pulled out slightly before thrusting back, his cock head slapping against the hole. He felt the walls of the jock's ass tighten around him, holding him captive. "That feels so good," the boy moaned, "Daddy, please don't stop." Alpha kissed the back of the jock's neck, his cock thrusting deeper with each pass, “Whose jock cunt is this? Who owns your little pussy boy?” Alpha asked. “You do, daddy,” he gasped, bucking harder against Alpha’s cock. Alpha smiled. “You are my good boy, aren’t you?” “Yes…oh yes I am,” the jock panted helplessly Alpha removed his hands from the jock’s hips, replacing them with a firm slap on the boy’s asscheeks. The jock yelped softly, his body jerking back onto the cock buried deep within him. "Tighten that cunt up, make daddy feel good!" The boy's hole squeezed around the cock inside him, begging for more punishment. Alpha grinned wickedly, his cock throbbing with lust. Every thrust sent a delicious shudder through the jock's body, leaving him weak and hungry for more. "Is daddy making you feel good?" Alpha rumbled, his cock plunging deeper with each question. The jock whined softly, his hole clamping down around the cock, unwilling to let go. "Tell daddy how good it feels," Alpha coaxed, stroking the jock's throbbing cock with renewed vigor. “Oh daddy…you’re filling me up so much!” Daniel moaned, the hand on his cock making him shake. “Filling what up?” Alpha asked, slamming his cock into the boy harder and faster as he jerked him off. “MY PUSSY!” Daniel roared as he felt himself hurtling towards an orgasm, ‘OH FUCK MY JOCK PUSSY…MORE DADDY…MORE!” Alpha pounded the jock relentlessly, feeling the boy’s giant cock throbbing in his hand, “Cum for daddy,” the man said, “Show daddy how his fuckdog cums…” Daniel let out a strangled sound as his cock sprayed cum all over the bed, his tight hole clamped down on Alpha’s monster, pushing him over the edge too. The both of them shook and trembled as they came…their minds ablaze with nothing but sexual frenzy. They both grunted and moaned, nonsense sounds coming from their mouths as they came… Finally, Daniel fell onto the bed, Alpha’s cock sliding from his well-used hole. Alpha stood up, his massive form covered in sweat as he looked down at the defeated jock. He just stood there, looking at his conquest…knowing it would be a while before he had a fuck like this again, Finally, Alpha leaned in and took the boy’s hand, “Come pup, let’s get you cleaned up.” The boy groaned as he was pulled to his feet and stumbled to the bathroom by his master. They passed the three men without a glance as if they weren’t there. “Jesus,” Tommy finally said, “That was fucking hot as shit…he broke him, he actually broke the kid.” Trevor smiled, “That’s what he lives for,” he looked at Joh, “You’re going to find yourself a much different son…a more obeying one.” John wanted to be horrified, he wanted to be incensed by what he had just seen…but the truth was his cock had never been harder. He just stared at the bathroom door…wondering what they were doing. After a few minutes, the door began to open, and everyone stared in open shock at what they saw. Alpha walked out with Daniel on a leash, the boy walked behind him on all fours, smiling as he looked around. “You are the father?” Alpha asked John. John nodded, staring at his naked son on all fours, being led by a leash. “You are a bad father, your boy craved order and discipline, if I had more time, I would train you as I have him so you will know better, but alas I am due in Germany by tomorrow.” He handed the leash to John, “He wants a firm hand, he craves it…be that man for him.” John held the leash, not sure what to do. Alpha sighed, “Learn,” and then his voice changed to a stern tone, “Boy!” Daniel looked up at him, eyes wide with love, “Take their cocks out…service them,” he said, gesturing to Trevor and Tommy. Without a seconds hesitation, the jock reached out and began undoing their pants. “He wants to be used…regularly. You may feel guilt about this but don’t…you boy wants this…need this…give it to him, often.” John watched as Daniel pulled both cocks out and began to stroke them, licking one and then the other like they were lollipops. “Look at him, look at the joy on his face…he knows he is doing as he is told…he has value. Fuck him, nightly and make sure he is used by others when he asks…and he will ask.” John just nodded as Daniel moaned around Trevor’s cock. Alpha began to dress and looked at Trevor, “You have earned your payment and more…our business is concluded.” Trevor nodded, trying not to moan as the boy worked his cock like a fucking pro. Once dressed the man pulled out a wad of cash and handed it to John, “For raising such a perfect specimen, may I see him again?” John looked at the money and realized it was a roll of thousands, he just nodded in shock as the man chuckled, “Excellent, until next time pup.” Daniel came off of Tommy’s cock, “I love you daddy!” Alpha knelt down, “And I love you pup…but he is your daddy…will you obey him?” Daniel looked up at John, face full of love, “Will you fuck me like before daddy?” John moaned as his cock throbbed, “I will baby…” Daniel stood and hugged his father, “I love you, dad…” John hugged him back, “I love you too…” he pulled the boy’s chin up to make eye contact, “You little slut.” Daniel’s cock twitched as his dad berated him and Alpha knew, the boy was in good hands. Epilogue One Trevor and Tommy waited as the man counted the money for the second time. Finally, the old mobster looked up, “Well I don’t know how you did it, but you’re flush. Congrats, you get to keep breathing.” The brothers let out a sigh of relief. The man put the money into his coat, “Next time a word of advice? Stay away from the craps, you two are far too pretty to be in this kind of trouble. Someone else would have gotten their money back in a different way.” They both nodded, knowing exactly what he meant, “We will sir, promise.” The man gestured to his men and walked out the door, leaving the relieved men to themselves. “Jesus fucking Christ,” Tommy said collapsing into the chair, “I thought we were dead.” “We were dead,” Trevor said sitting at the bar, “We got lucky.” “You call it luck,” Tommy said with a grin, “I call it planned chaos.” Trevor rolled his eyes, “Whatever, now that we got that handled, we need to figure out how to actually make some money.” Tommy smiled, “Oh I got that covered.” Trevor raised an eyebrow. “That kid is going to be a pro right?” he asked, walking over to the bar. “Sure, and?” “And…how much do you think a hot, new NBA star would pay to keep videos like this from being leaked?” he held up his phone showing the footage of Daniel through the night being fucked by the various clients. “You recorded them! Dude, you know…” Trevor began to complain. “It’s for blackmail, not to pass around. The clients will never know, and that kid will do anything to keep this under wraps. Shit you saw how much Alpha paid him, we can get some cash now…” There was a knock on the door and both of them looked over confused. Trevor got up as Tommy moved out of sight of the door. Trevor opened it and there was an older man, maybe 45 at most but he was the best-looking 45-year-old he had ever seen. Short, styled blond hair, piercing blue eyes, it was obvious in the way this three thousand Hugo Boss suit hugged his form he was in great shape. He walked past Trevor and into the room, “Do the two of you have any idea how stupid you are?” Trevor went to close the door and two other men, much younger, better looking, and in incredible shape walked in behind him. They closed the door behind them and stood in front of it. “Who the fuck…” “Silence,” the older man snapped, “You two will not talk unless spoken to, you have committed so many transgressions in the past few days that I can’t even see straight.” “Listen, old man,” Trevor said, ignoring the man’s threat and one of his men grabbed him, spun him around, and slammed their fist into his gut, taking the wind out of him. “Trevor!” Tommy cried as his brother went to the floor. The main man looked at his other man and Tommy was quickly subdued. “What did we do?” Tommy cried as the man held him fast. “Do?” the man asked turning on the younger brother, “What did you do? You took Eden material and used it against civilians AGAINST THEIR WILL!” “Oh shit,” Trevor said, realizing who these people were. Good looking, in shape, money to burn, “Sir we apologize…” The man took a step and slapped Trevor across the face hard, “I said silence!” Both brothers just stared, knowing they were in a lot of trouble. “My name is Alexnder Parker, and I am here on behalf of Eden, you two have been charged with stealing proprietary property, using it on civilians, and worst of all subverting people’s consent.” “Do we get to defend ourselves?” Trevor asked. Mr. Paker snapped his fingers and one of his men handed him a tablet, he pushed a few buttons, and then the video of Daniel getting fucked by the coach and then Alpha. “You bugged my phone?” Tommy asked, shocked. Mr. Parker handed the tablet back, “We own the cellular network you imbecile, you two have been found guilty and are going away for a long time. “Where?” Trevor asked, “You’re not a cop!” Parker smiled, “No, I’m not. Tag em.” Two sharp jabs into their necks and the brothers moaned as they passed out. The last thing they heard was, “Bag ‘em up and get a cleaning crew for the room, I’m not going to be late for my boy’s graduation for these idiots.” And then nothing. And that was the last anyone saw of Trevor and Tommy. Epilogue Two The stadium shook with the noise from the crowd, even here in the locker room Daniel could feel the excitement out there. His coach came by, “Nervous?” Daniel smiled, “Not even a little, I was born for this.” The coach rolled his eyes, “I swear kid, if you weren’t so good…” “But I am,” the jock said winking. “Ok, well five minutes,” and he walked away. Daniel pushed the airbud in his ear, “Sorry sir, I’m back.” Alpha’s voice whispered in his ear, “Everyone out here is waiting for your debut…they don’t know who you are at all do they?” Daniel felt his body react, “No sir.” “The most popular basketball player in the nation…and what are you?” In a low voice so no one else heard Daniel said, “I’m your little boyslut sir.” “Are you hard?” “Yes, daddy.” “Take it out.” Daniel felt the thrill of being caught but it didn’t last long, he had been given an order. He fished his cock out and let It hang. “You going to win this game for daddy?” The boy began to stroke his cock, “Yes daddy.” “If you win, maybe daddy takes you out on the strip and rents your whore ass out to strangers?” Daniel’s hand sped up, “Yes daddy.” “Do you want that boy, do you want to be fucked on the strip by strangers? Legs up in the back of my limo?” Daniel closed his eyes as he imagined it, “So bad daddy…” “Then cum for me then go win…” Daniel stifled a groan as he shot his load on the locker room floor, his find swimming with images of being pimped out by his daddy…again. “Alright let’s line up!” the coach screamed as Daniel put his cock away and joined the others. “Win and remember…daddy is watching you in the stands,” and then the call ended. Daniel smiled as he rushed out onto the court, thousands of adoring fans cheering… It was good to be a fuckdog.

Sorry for the delay in posting the next part - life has rather got in the way lately! ————— Marcus and I both needed some serious downtime, showering and sleeping until the evening. We then hit the hotel bar for a bit to get loosened up, having decided we were going to go back to the club that night. We weren’t sure if we would be encounter Frank again, run into some other guys from the barracks, or just be able to enjoy some anonymous sex with anyone else from the town who showed up, but we knew we would have to be in balaclavas again. I wore a long-sleeve top to cover my biohazards, but decided to put on some of my silver as I was in the mood. The club was busier than I expected when we arrived, with a load of biker-types fucking or sitting around. There wasn’t anyone who I recognised, nor any other guys trying to keep their faces hidden, so we decided just to have some fun for a while and see what played out. From the looks we got, it seemed like most of the men there were tops waiting for some bottoms to show up. Me and Marcus had both been needing our holes filled after topping the soldiers earlier in the day, so we both bent over in one of the larger playrooms to let them know we were open for business. I took four loads, Marcus took three, and we were both up for spending the night continuing to get loaded up. However, attention shifted when two more guys showed up, both also wearing just jockstraps and balaclavas. One was stocky, muscular and in his thirties, while the other was provably around twenty, tall, toned and lean. His skin colour suggested he was of South Asian background, with a tattoo on one of his smooth pecs that was as written in a different script. What was interesting is that the older guy seemed to be in charge, leading the younger one into the room. The older guy directed the younger one towards the fuck bench, and stood back as the younger one got into position on it. The older one then signalled to a couple of the biker guys who were watching all this that they should come over, and he then just stood there and watched as a spitroast got underway. It was only when I moved positions in the room that I saw the older guy’s back for the first time, and realised that I knew who it was. Back when I was newly recruited, some of the older guys in the battalion had frequently ribbed Noel “Edmonds” Garrett about the ink he had recently got, to the point they stopped using the nickname he’d picked up from the TV host and instead called him “Feathers”. However, that had stopped when he was promoted to the rank of Captain and went off to a different battalion on the base. I did not know him, other than from my court-martial where he had randomly appeared as a witness to declare he had seen me from the running trail pulling up my shorts while a random guy had been walking away, stating that it was obvious I had been getting fucked. By that point in the hearing my character had been completely assassinated by a whole series of men who were somehow getting off from their own part in it all with just a slap on the wrists, so I barely registered what he had said. But seeing him here in this club, orchestrating the gang-fucking of a young guy that I now assumed must be a member of his own battalion, I saw red. He was a hypocrite, and I was going to take him down. I whispered a brief summary of everything to Marcus, and then spotted a couple of guys in the room who were leering at Captain Garrett rather than watching the younger soldier being used. I sidled over to them and whispered to each of them that I wanted their help in getting the older guy into the sling in the smaller room next door. They were up for it, and all four of us slowly moved around the room in a way that aroused no suspicion until we were in position. Then one of the biker guys gave a big nod, and we advanced on the Captain. He was so engrossed in watching the spitroast that he was completely unprepared, so it was easy for me to grab him from behind and cover his mouth with my hand, while all four of us picked him up and rushed him out of the room. He struggled while we carried him next door, but was not strong enough to get free. Marcus tightly held his legs together as we propelled the Captain onto the sling, the three of us getting his wrists secured in the cuffs on the chain before we went to the other end and got his ankles cuffed too. “Fucking let me go!” he shouted. We ignored him, and Marcus and I stood back to let the bikers at him first. I rushed back next door to get our clothes, pausing briefing to see that the balaclava had been pulled off the younger soldier revealing him to be quite stunning, with a long neck, angular features and big lips that looked great around a cock. But a roar from the other room got me focused again, and I went back to see one of the bikers had ploughed into the Captain without any attempt to loosen or lubricate him first. I threw our clothes on a bench, and then fished out my GoPro so I could start openly filming the scene. The Captain was roaring out in pain and anger, so the other biker grabbed an old sock that was lying on the floor and forcefully shoved it into Noel’s mouth. Silenced, all he could do was moan with tears streaming from his eyes as he was roughly fucked raw by the first biker, with the other taking his place after and sliding into the cum-filled hole. The Captain took that second fuck more easily, loosened up by the huge cock that had just been inside him, and he seemed to have almost calmed down by the time he got another load inside him. It was obvious this was not his first time bottoming, and his own erection was obvious through the thin material of the blue jockstrap he was wearing. The two bikers left the room once they were done, and I went over to close the door to the room. I then joined Marcus standing next to the Captain, who was looking up at us nervously. I reached over and pulled the sock from his mouth, with him spitting after it was removed. I stepped over to my clothes and grabbed a packet of mints from my pocket, taking one out and popping it into the Captain’s mouth. Then I reached up and pulled off my balaclava, and the Captain’s eyes went wide with horror when he saw me. “Ballard!” he growled. “What the fuck?!” “So” I said, smirking, “you remember me. When was it from again?” “I, er” he stammered. “From my court-martial” I said. “You gave evidence against me. Yet here you are, in a gay sex club, and I’m guessing that young guy next door is your personal cumdump on the battalion.” “Fuck you” he whispered. “Nah” I said. “Pretty sure you must have been one of the guys who did that at some point back on base when I couldn’t see who the tops using me were. My turn now.” Marcus pulled off his balaclava too, and the Captain seemed to recognise him. I then got my long-sleeved top off, letting him see all my tattoos. Marcus went over to our clothes and got his cigarettes, lighting up two and handing one to me. We stood there and smoked in silence, just looking at the Captain as he lay on the sling, his mouth slightly agape as he glanced between us without speaking. Even with the door closed we could hear the sounds of the gangbang in the other room, with a younger voice now moaning and yelping occasionally that made me wonder if they were already double-fucking the handsome guy. No doubt the Captain had planned to be in there watching all those men breed his cumslut, but instead he was restrained, vulnerable, and about to take some more cock inside his own arse. “So” I said, exhaling smoke as I got near the end of my cigarette, “I guess we should get on with things.” “Wait” the Captain said. “Please.” “Wait for what?” Marcus asked. “Your tattoos” Noel said, looking at me. “Hot, aren’t they?” I said, smirking. “Do they mean…” the Captain began. “Do they mean that I’m HIV positive?” I interrupted, causing him to nod. “Yes, they do” I finished. “He’s toxic as fuck” said Marcus. “Him and his brothers knocked me up recently.” “Fucking hell” the Captain muttered. “Shouldn’t matter” I said, shrugging. “Your prep will protect you.” “I’m not on prep” the Captain whispered. “You come to a sex club and you’re not on prep?” Marcus asked. “You expect guys in a place like this to use condoms?” “I, er…” the Captain responded. “What about that handsome guy next door?” I asked. “Is he?” The Captain hesitated, and then shook his head. “Well” I said, “you’re both idiots. But I have no beef with that guy, and whatever happens to him will happen. You, on the other hand…” I stepped between the Captain’s legs, pulled down my jock, and put my erect cock against his dripping hole. I started to gently push and then pull back, not penetrating him but just playing with him instead. My suspicions that he bottomed willingly on occasions were confirmed when his hole began to pucker, and he arched his back up slightly. “Please” he eventually panted. “You want this cock inside you?” I asked. “Yes” he whispered. “Please.” “You want his poz cock in your hole?” Marcus said. “You want mine after?” “Yes!” the Captain said, glaring at me. “Fuck me!” I pushed in, and began to pound into him. Gone was any sign of resistance, as the hungry bottom he kept repressed inside of him took over. I had no idea where his head was at about being pozzed, but he wanted to be fucked for sure. Marcus saw it too, and grabbed the GoPro to get some more footage of the Captain being willingly taken bareback, moaning and begging for me to pound him harder. “You want a toxic poz load in your neg hole?” I asked. “Breed me!” he yelled. I stopped pounding, fully buried inside of him, and just waited as he flexed his hole on my cock. He glared at me, and then at Marcus. “Look at the camera” I said. “Tell it what you want.” He hesitated, but then I saw the last resistance go. His face took on a hungry, pleading look, and he licked his lips. “I want to be fucked” he said. “I want loads in my hole.” “Poz loads?” I asked. “I want poz loads” he said, staring at the camera. “I want toxic poz loads in my neg hole.” “You going to go on PEP?” I asked. “No” he growled at the camera. “I want your toxic loads to infect me and make me poz.” “Good man” I said, chuckling. With that, Marcus put the camera away and I got on with working myself up to an orgasm. The Captain had given up all pretence and was repeatedly yelling for me to breed and poz him, and I knew he was serious. I hadn’t seen this coming, particularly when he writhed and fought so hard against the first fuck he’d taken from the biker, but something in him had finally snapped. He must have been so repressed, but now that he was impaled on a poz cock he was letting his true self out at last. It made me fucking hot as hell, and I was soon blasting a poz load into his welcoming hole. He almost panted in desperation for the few seconds he was empty after I pulled out, but he got satisfaction when Marcus slammed in and began to pound, soon adding a second toxic load. There was no need to keep the guy secured anymore, so I opened the door and went off to search the other rooms for a second fuckbench. When I found one I dragged it down to the bigger playroom, positioning it next to where the younger soldier was continuing to be skewered by the bikers, his body coated with sweat as he slammed himself back into the cock inside him. I then went back to the smaller room, and Marcus and I got the Captain out of the cuffs and helped him stand up. I led him back next door, and he almost dived into position on the second bench. We then watched as the bikers and other men present swarmed, soon having both military guys in fast-paced spitroasts. Me and Marcus stepped up occasionally to add another load into the Captain’s hole, and allowed the gorgeous younger soldier to clean up our cocks after. Then, as numbers began to dwindle, I crouched down next to the Captain as a big burly biker was pounding him hard. “How about we take you two back to our hotel room so we can carry this on in a bit more comfort?” I whispered into his ear, causing him to eagerly nod as his face strained from the size of the cock inside him. The bikers using the two men finished off inside of them, and then we pulled the dripping soldiers up. Marcus and I introduced ourself to the younger man, Arjun, and explained we were taking them back to the Premier Inn. I just told him straight off the bat that we were both poz, but he said he didn’t care and that he wanted to take our loads too. I wasn’t sure he knew what he was saying given how fucked-out he was, but we went with it anyway. We all got re-dressed, and then out on the street Marcus and I lit up cigarettes. Both of them looked at us hungrily so we offered them one each as well, and then the four of us slowly staggered back to the hotel as we smoked. Up in the room we all stripped naked, and after checking again with Arjun that he was OK with it, we got them on all fours next to each other and slid into them, with me in the Captain and Marcus in the younger guy. For the rest of the night we woke every couple of hours and fucked again, adding more and more poz loads into their gaping, cum-filled holes. Marcus somehow slept through their departure, whilst I lay there and just watched as the two of them took it in turns for quick showers in our bathroom before they re-dressed and slipped out. Both wrote down their mobile numbers on a slip of paper that they left on the table, and then they were gone. I summoned up enough energy to text Evan to just ring us when he was nearby, and that he would be having to put in the work as we were both knackered. His call later on woke both of us out of sleep, and after he lost at a game of rock, paper, scissors, Marcus went to fetch the soldier. We somehow managed to get hard again, but neither of us was up for much so just lay on our backs while Evan bounced his eager poz-craving arse on us in turn. When we had finally bred him with his load each for that day, he too had a quick shower and then was gone, finally allowing us to go back to sleep after a riotous 24 hours. Maybe we’d be up for more later, maybe we’d take a break from hunting for military men, but at that moment all we could do was sleep.

About an hour ago, my sweet FB, third day in a row... i figure you guys might get bored if i write every time, but almost magically, the sex never gets boring or routine between us, 5.5 years now. He has only cum in my mouth once, He likes to end with breeding me, and i adore Him for that. Today, i replaced some grout in my walk in shower, so when He contacted me: "Free rn?" i had to tell Him i could not because the grout is still setting up. He wrote back that we could "just suck," which is way better than missing out on Him inside of me. We sucked, but He has a hard time cumming from getting sucked, even though He seems to really like it. So after a long session, He announced He had to go... and He had not cum. He's never left without cumming, and that's 100's of times. As He dressed, He said: "I've still got a hard on, i could still fuck you." i told Him i didn't know if He'd encounter something, and He told me it would be okay if He did, He could "just clean [His} dick in the sink." i didn't take much convincing. Thankfully, i was clean and now i'm also bred.

I get off being a voyeur, whether at a sex party or watching two guys fuck during a 3some. Recently, I hooked up with my friend who had broken up with his long term bf. He was monogamous with his bf for the whole 3 years (his bf was a cheating whore, but don’t ask me how I know…) The guy’s sexual ideal was actually very different from how his bf looked—he wanted a swarthy, hairy, big cocked top. Now that he was single, he wanted exactly what he always craved—so, for the first time ever, he hired an escort. He wanted me to be there mainly to assure everything was going okay. When the hot escort walked in, I could see my friend get an immediate hardon. I paid the escort and he got down to business. While we all had sex together for a bit, I then mainly sat back and watched my friend get fucked hard by the hunky escort. Wow what a trip jerking to your friend getting fucked. This xhamster video, which was recently posted in the bareback porn section, freaks me out because the top and bottom look just like my friend and the escort. The top even fucks like the escort ! [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/verbal-muscle-bear-breeds-bottom-14071924

This is my first attempt at writing a story here, please feel free to offer suggestions / criticisms. Also I will be posting a link to an audio version of this story. Special thanks to @pupHawaii for posting a pic that inspired me to create this story, I hope you enjoy. Part 1 of 4 Hi my name is Dietrich Bindel and this is my # it gets better story. Wednesday October 5th 2:36pm It all started in the third grade (1983), at Ronkakama elementary, I was a dorky blond kid who always had to wear glasses. Ever since I saw Star Wars I was hooked on anything technology. I was the kid that got excited about going to a radio shack just to buy a bag of resisters. I know not your normal kid growing up in the 80's, but hey that's me. Anyway one day in October while in the school library I was reading a book on how HAM radio's worked. I was enveloped in my own world and then Christian Baddula and his friends said "look at that dork, reading a book like a fag" then what seemed out of nowhere Christian slapped the book away from me falling to the ground. He picks it up and says what is this dork, you some kind of a smart guy or something, and then spits in my face. The librarian rushes over and immediately separates us. He gives me the side eye while his friends laugh and snicker at me, then as instructed they walk away. The bell rings and it's 3:00 pm, so I grab my napsack and make my way to the front of the school. I look around but i don't see the station wagon, Ughh mom's late again. Then someone shoves me to the ground. All I can hear is Christian and his friends laughing at me. He kicks me several times in the face until I start crying, I yell "stop it, stop it" while trying to shield myself. He and his friends taunt me by repeating what I said, in the way that boys do to insult you. Stop being a little bitch you fucking cry baby. Fortunately Mrs. Sinnowitz comes over and drags us all to the principals office. At least the kicking is over with. The principal says, I already heard what happened in the library, you're not in any trouble but I will need to speak to your parents. A short time passes until my mom comes into the school office and sees me. I'm a little beat up, holding a napkin to my face trying to stop a bleeding lip. She walks into the principal's office, slams the door and all I hear is a pure furry of words which were never spoken by her church lips before or since. She walks out, grabs my hand and says come on, we're going home. My dad comes home just in time for dinner, we sit down at the table and he says, so you had a fight today huh kiddo. I told him what happened, the entire story. He puts his hand on my face and notices my lip, then looks at my mom and says you're right, he's not going back there. Not having a clue, my father already enrolled me into a science and math academy, and said you will never go back to that school again. Relieved, but I will never forget what Christian did to me, never. Part 2 Friday December 19th 1997 (winter break) I was home for the holidays from my job at Time Warner Cable, being a city boy now, it's nice to come back to the island for some home cooking and family time. Anyway two of my friends invited me to join them at this record release party being hosted by WDRE's Malibu Sue at the Dublin Pub, a few towns away. I'm assured it'll be a blast. I tell them I might meet up with a guy, so maybe later. Anyway the guy I planned to meet up with flakes out so I call Arthur, he says he and his boyfriend Harry met this hot jock boy named Christian and some fun was about to be had. So I head over, boy this place is jumping tonight, parking is tough. I walk in and see the boys and him, no fucking way it's him. I text Arthur and ask, is that the boy you were talking about. He replies yeah, why? I say, don't mention me at all, but get him good and drunk. I owe him some payback. He replies with a 😁. After a little while I notice they're all talking and hitting the bar pretty hard, but hey my guys are Irish so it's all good. After a few more rounds of shots, Christian was definitely ready to be more honest about his desires. You could almost smell the lust on him as his eyes kept scanning the two up and down with a growing hunger. So Arthur said hey, it's getting a little stuffy in here, you wanna get some fresh air? Of course Christian was thinking along similar lines. The three made their way outside and over to the boys Grand Jeep Cherokee parked in the back of the lot. Arthur opened up the tailgate and sat down with his legs spread. He then grabs Christians ass while pulling him in for a kiss, the boy is all too happy to go along with this. The two start to make out with Harry joining in the petting and kissing. Harry begins to unzip Arthur's pants and pulls out his boyfriend's 7.5x5 cock, then grabs Christians left hand and places it on Arthur's fuck-stick. Christians eyes open wider and the frenzy of excitement grows. Arthur stops kissing and says go ahead, he won't mind. Just as he goes down on Arthur. Harry pulls his 7x6 uncut cock out, smacking Christians left cheek while sliding his finger under his pants to that sweet jock hole. Harry could feel the warmth and now knows this boy is HUNGRY. Harry looks over at his boyfriend and gives him a filthy grin. Overwhelmed with sensations Christian switches cocks to enjoy the bounty offered. Arthur whispers, do you like to get fucked boy, hearing only a uh-huh from his stuffed mouth; good, as he unbuttoned Christians pants. Harry takes his cock out of his mouth and puts the boys face back on Arthur's fuck-stick. Harry moves to Christian's rear and then pulls his pants down, kicks his legs apart, then gets on his knees and begins to eat his hole out. A slight gasp and then the whimpers begin to roll from his cock stuff mouth, all while being slightly guided to go up and down on Arthur's shaft. After a little while Arthur asks the boy, you want my boyfriend's cock, again a solid reply of uh-huh. Harry gets up and slaps his cock on his hole while delivering a healthy amount of spit and says "you want it boy, then back that ass on it". Slowly self impaling himself enjoying every inch on offer, all while gaging on the larger fuck-stick lodged in his throat. Harry then grabs the boys ass on the sides and takes control. The boy begins moaning uncontrollably. He starts to mumble; fuck me, fuck me harder. The couple is getting more excited by this boy's hunger. They eagerly start using his holes as a self serve cock service station and this is where i make my entrance. I slowly walk up unzipping my pants grabbing at my 8.5x6.5 cut cock, watching the two as if each stroke of my cock was a clap to their performance. A few moments later Harry busts his nut inside of him by grunting and doing his final thrust digging inside to make sure his seed was properly implanted. Harry looks at me and says "your turn bro". Christian so enveloped in being a spit roasted fuck slut didn't even realize he's been bred, nor that anyone else was there. Once I put my cock in him he knows this isn't Harry anymore and he doesn't seem to care either, he's too hungry. I take Christian's right hand and use his forearm as a handle for a proper mounting. I slowly push my beer-can cock inside of him, feeling the warmth of his hole and the slurry of Harry's cum and spit. Slowly each bit fills and stretches him offering a challenge of pleasure and pain in ways he never realized possible. His moaning tells me he's never had a cock like mine before. As I start to breach his second ring he tries to lift his head off Arthur's cock but is quickly forced back down on it and then given a gentle slap and told to finish what you've started. I put all 8.5 inches in him hearing a deep and deafening moan. My friends made the same sound for me many times before which only made them hornier knowing his pleasure. I began slow at first then incrementally picking up the pace of the rhythm until I was at a house music beat. His moans quickly became uncontrollable cries, but I couldn't care less, I was here to take my piece out of this faggot. A small crowd begins to form around us looking on in shock and amusement. Arthur grabs the boy's head pushing it all the way down his shaft making him choke flem as he blows his load down his gagging throat. Leaving his cock in there to make sure every drop is properly delivered. Arthur says good boy, then releases the boy's head which makes his moans louder without the cock gag. Drooling flem and cum, he says fuck me, fuck me, fuck my hole out sir, i slap his ass with my left hand repeatedly and say "you love this dick faggot?" He replies my hole is yours sir, just keep fuuuucking meeeeeeee. With his left hand on Arthur's thighs, his head off to the side he murmurs out I love your cock sir, I love your cock sir, fuuuuuck meeeee iiiiii'm gonnaaa cummmm. Christian blows his load all over the trailer hitch, but I'm not finished yet. I keep my action going strong, mercilessly pounding him as his moans of pleasure quickly become yelps of pain until my final push releasing myself inside of him. Keeping my cock firmly inside of him saying take my load faggot. His legs shake uncontrollably otherwise restrained until every drop is drained from my balls, completing my insemination. Then I released his forearm and say, you loved that dick didn't you Christian Baddula of 23 Pond road Ronkakama NY, 11779. He looks back at me completely depleted from being fucked out and of bewilderment. I say you don't remember me, do you (as I zip up). Remember that kid you beat up in the third grade, he just fucked your jock ass stupid in front of all of these people. Now who's the faggot as I spit in his face and throw him to the ground. Mr tough guy huh, I tuck my shirt in and walk back inside the bar for another drink. My friends laughing at what I had just done; they close the tailgate and join me back inside. The crowd starts to dissipate leaving him there on the ground with his pants around his ankles, his mouth and ass leaking our cum and a new pain that he secretly loves. Christian now humiliated, vulnerable, and properly violated. Barely able to move, inches his cum and mud drenched pants back on and stumbles into the bar. He sees us standing at one of the side tables kicking back some beers like warriors celebrating after a glorious battle. He looks right at me and says, I'm so sorry for what I did to you back then, I was a real jerk. He drops to his knees, looks right into my eyes and says I will do anything to be your bitch sir. Looking pathetic and desperate for my approval, he grabs my thighs with both hands and with a half breath says....please. With a stern face I motion for him to get up and tell him to get us some beers. All too happy to obey like a faithful servant, he walks over to the bartender. You can see the filth all over him. He couldn't care less, for he found something he didn't know was possible and definitely knew he needed in his life.

If you want freedom to hookup short notice maybe daily prep is better? I know there's reasons why guys might not want to take it daily though. For example I haven't switched to daily because it makes my stomach more sensitive with food and I don't want to be dealing with that all the time. But for many guys it seems to be all ok and no problems, so it's an option for them.

How about we just call barebacking, “fun.”

I spend this week at my boyfriend’s place with him. We have a lot of sex. Of course we fucked both only together and with a third one. On Wednesday we visited one of his friends and everyone fucked everyone and we fisted the host and he and my boyfriend fisted me. On Thursday another friend of my boyfriend visited us. Big hairy bear with a huge cock. I was at home alone when they arrived. My boyfriend picked him up and brought him. Therefore my love needed time for a douche. While he was in the bathroom, the bear quickly undressed and pulled down my boxer shorts too. I was already rock hard and deep in his mouth soon. After a while we changed because I needed to taste his massive cock. Later he started to play with my ass, he was visibly amazed by my big butt and still puffy hole. I warned him about my needs for cleaning. This moment my boyfriend showed up, so I let them play and left for the bathroom. When I returned, my boyfriend was on his back, his legs were spread and bent towards his shoulders. The bear was fucking him intensely. When I stepped there he started to play with my nipples, especially that one with the piercing. I grabbed his neck and started to kiss him. His hand slipped down to my cock and he started to wank it slowly. After a while he pulled his cock out and stepped back offering my love’s hole. I was immediately deep in him. The bear armed me from behind and I could feel his cock at my ass. I pushed it back to make it obvious what I wanted. His cock was soon inside. After fucking my boyfriend and being fucked by his friend the bear said he needed some ass check. While he was in the bathroom I gave a hard fuck to my baby. When the bear got back I offered my position and as he went in, I shoved my tongue and when it was already prepared and wet, my dick inside his hairy hole. I fucked him until he came into my baby’s hole. When he finished, I started to eat a part of it out and kissed to my live”s mouth. The I put my dick into his still cummy hole and fucked him until I could replace the stolen amount of jizz. After a short break, day asked me to go doggy and spitroasted me changing the positions. First the bear fucked me and my boyfriend made me him suck, then they changed. Finally the bear came into me. Not much later my boyfriend gave it to me. I needed some rest but as I watched them continue the fuck I became more horny. I wanked hard and felt that I had to come. I told it them and this time the bear offered his hole which was filled by me. This scene brought my boyfriend to the edge and he followed me. It’s needless to say I had to licked his hole also out. So this was a fair threesome where everyone bred everyone. 🤣😈😋 later we had another threesome with another common friend, wich was finished very wet, but this part of our night belongs to the backroom edition. 😈😜

This is one I got a little while back at a rest stop. I sucked him with my head over the toilet and he finished all over my face.

I think it can be both … it depends on how you do it. …. Or more specifically if you verbalize it … how important doing it raw is to you. are you “fucking” or “fucking bareback”? For a lot of guys …. Especially younger guys who did not live the through the 80’s and 90’s - so were not indoctrinated with “you must always use condoms EVERY time” … it is just how they have sex …. Especially now with PrEP they can even be a 70’s style cum slut - but not think of BB as a fetish but for veterans (survivors?) of the 80’s and 90’s who now BB and make being verbal about the fact that they are fucking raw, having unprotected sex, not using condoms…. Than for these guys at that time …. It is a fetish So I would say that most of the guys on here …. At least some of the time enjoy the “fetish” …. Or at least “fetishize” BB sex. and I think some guys practice both …. just like guys who are into leather, cigars, bondage, etc. …. Some times may just have “normal” sex and sometimes have “fetish” sex (whatever that fetish might be)

I just came to this!!!!

Bareback is the most natural way for humans to have sex. It is what we have always done for millennia. Lots of sexual things get fetishized, but that doesn't make the them a fetish, it is that fetishist's individual action that makes it a fetish for themselves.. For the rest of us it is just natural human sex.

So my bro and I have been playing beach volleyball quite a bit in Laguna Beach. I've made a few friends that hang out the nets..most are variety of people who liked to watch. Straight bros who wanna play, Straight girls who wanna get laid, older people or kids who liked to watch....and of course, the gay dudes who who ogle the players...lol...like I said I've made a few friends...wink! So a couple of weeks ago..this younger gay bro starts hanging out and watching. Me, my bro, started to eventually chat with him and it turns out he likes to draw...now this kid is not my type...either physically or mentally....he's very shy too but, slowly starts waving at us...and would start to chat if we said hi. He's a freshman in college..and art major, works for his parents, and lives at home in Orange County. We've invited him to play but, he's not the sports type...I'm gonna be blunt and don't mean to offend but, he's a nerd, in every sense , and he's pale and there is a sadness to him...My Bro said he reminds him of the Sandman on Netflix...pale and angst! So as the weeks went on he watch us play, read, draw, and occasionally chat with us when we weren't playing. So one day, as my bro played and I stayed out..I ran over to the this kid and sat down next to him and said hi as I drank some bottle water. He had been drawing. We chatted about how he'd been doing and just to keep the conversation flowing I asked what he was drawing. Now most of the time it's landscapes of the beach. This time he turned red but opened his tablet and showed me the drawing and it was me playing volleyball. The kid was actually a good artist and the likness of me was spot on down to the treasure trail on my belly. We hadn't been sure how this kid leaned sexually until now...I told him that it was beautiful and how impressed I was...and flattered! He shyly said that to him, I was beauty in a man's form and he wanted to draw more of me and then he reached over and briefly touched my left pec. I smiled at him said sure bro and then quickly ran back over to the volleyball game and started with a new game. Now I knew the guy had a crush on me but, I never expected to have him lead me to conversation that he, impressively, had the balls to bring and ask a few weeks later. So it was towards the end of the day and people had started to clear the beach...my bro had taken off earlier and I stayed to finish a game. When the game was over I was over at my jeep, toweling off, putting my shit in the jeep. I had turned my back to the beach as I was putting deodorant on and the kid came up behind and said hi! I kind of jumped cause I didn't him and turned...I said man, you're like a cat! I didn't hear you! I proceeded to put deodorant under my other pit as I laughed and he just turned red and kinda looked at me and the ground...he said he wanted to chat and did I have some time...I said sure so we leaned against the front of the jeep facing the beach. He proceeded to open his backpack, and pull out his tablet..he handed to me and said I wanted to show you my drawings. I smiled and proceeded to open it up...the drawings were of me playing and shirtless...then drawings of my back and butt...and then full on frontal nudes of me. Now he hadn't seen me naked but, his imagination wasn't to far off...I just stared at them and said that they are beautiful and that he was talented...Then the ask came quietly from him. He asked if he could see me really naked. Now I'm not shy at all and to kind of lighten him of his apparent nerves as well. I said like this and turned and mooned him! He actually laughed and said, that he wasn't a creep or crazy. That, yes, he had a crush on me, but, it wasn't a unhealthy one and he knew the reality between us. You know I did believe him. I said bro, we've all had crushes. He then proceeded to tell me that he's family would be moving to Europe and he will be going with them. He had been accepted into art college over there. I told him that was great news and Im sure he's excited and he'll go far in art career. He then said he had a request..That he wanted me to take his virginity! I was stunned but not upset...I actually admired the guy for asking. He proceeded to say that he knew he wouldn't see me again. That he wanted the first time to occasion that he will feel safe and in control. That he didn't love me and knew I didn't love him. That it would be for him something to cherish and remember. I said Dude, I've never had someone ask me something like this. He said that if was to happen he expected me to be very honest with him and ask him anything. So I said well...I know your not a stalker or gonna be the type to cling or fall in love me. That it appeared you've given this some thought. I said Dude, you're not my type at all but, you've explained yourself. I gave him my telephone number and said let me give a thought and to call me the next day. He totally understood and agreed. I leaned over gave him a peck on the cheek, and I left. After pondering it over and chatting with my bro...I was still on the fence about it when he called the next day. When I answered the phone, I asked him again why and he explained himself again and then ended that not everyone can say they lost their virginity to art. I said that i believe that a man can have sex in love and also have sex without it...that type of sex is like playing sports...everyone has great time, build camaraderie, make friends but that's it...after the nut, it's a slap on the ass and everyone involved says great game...are you able to know the difference as well. He said yes. I gave him directions and time to be at my place. I gave him what he wanted

HITCHED Within three years, I finished my master’s degree and was a couple of years into moving up the ladder with a firm in a large east coast city. Bob started a very successful business, also in a northeastern city. Bob and I visited each other a few times a year because we were an hour train ride away. He brought a different girlfriend with him each time we visited, but he finally found a nice Italian girl from Brooklyn, and they seemed to be well-suited. I didn’t know if he still had sex with guys on the side, but I wouldn’t be surprised. Dan continued to be a globe-trotter at the agency and was starting to learn the management side of the business. Due to his schedule, I didn’t see Dan as often as I saw Bob. I started seeing a therapist to deal with the trauma of seeing so many friends and guys I knew die young. Like all my contemporaries, I never grew accustomed to young death. And like some of them, I didn’t know if I was a ticking time. Looking back, I think I just assumed I was. I also discussed this with a couple of my closest friends, but never with my old college roommates. So far, I was the vision of a healthy young gay man, as were they. But I started to use condoms, most of the time. I wasn't ready to face taking a test and waiting weeks for the results. Much to his father’s chagrin, Dan’s career prevented him from ever finishing his undergraduate degree and continuing onto law school. But Dan was by far the smartest of my friends and he invested his considerable income in real estate in Manhattan, Harlem and Brooklyn long before prices skyrocketed. Dan was never into the drug scene in college, and he stayed out of the drug culture that pervaded the fashion industry. At 28, he was even wealthier than his old man, who was the managing partner of his Wall Street law firm. Dan invited Bob and me to the civil ceremony between him and his boyfriend, Kieran, who owned the construction company that did all the renovations to Dan’s investments. Dan was always muscular and lean, but I noticed he was particularly lean at the wedding and he’d been training for a marathon.. He was always the peacock among my friends. Dan’s twin sister, Liz, attended, but Dan’s parents did not. They were devout Irish-Catholics, but Dan was their only son, after all. I loved Liz and we got along like a riot. She was smart like Dan, but funny, out-going and razor-tongued compared to Dan’s relative introversion. In fact, Liz knew I was gay before I did. She outed me to myself when she visited Dan when we were still in college. She was surprised I was deceiving myself and told me I needed to get over that fast. Dan and Kieran had a party at a ballroom in the midtown hotel after the civil ceremony. The out-of-town guests seemed to all be staying at the hotel. But Bob and his girlfriend were staying with her parents in Brooklyn, far away from temptation. I had a couple of drinks and started talking to one of Dan’s friends from the industry. His name was Axel, and he was blond, blue-eyed and more muscular than the typical male fashion model. He was from Hamburg but had a small flat in Paris when he wasn’t working a runway or a fashion shoot. He was incredibly out of my league and I didn't know why he was even talking to me. While we chatted, I reached behind him and grabbed one of his muscular buttocks. He asked me if I wanted to join him for a drink in his room and we left the reception. In his room, we continued to kiss, as we tore each other’s clothes off. I pushed him back on his bed and got on top of him as we continued to kiss. Axel had a great veiny uncut cock, and I eventually licked my way down to it and pulled the hood back as I went down on him. He pulled me up to him and took his hooded cock and docked with my circumcised dick, our precum mixing under his hood. I pushed his legs back and he pulled them to his chest as I licked his beautiful hairy crack and hole. He made it wink at me, and I said, “I’ve got to get inside you right now.” He had some condoms, lube and a little brown bottle on the nightstand and I reached for them. I handed him the poppers then I ripped open the condom and squirted some lube on my cock. Axel huffed the poppers as I pushed my sheathed head into his hole and slowly slid all the way into him. I was a couple of strokes in and Axel pushed me out of his ass and said, “David, I want to feel you inside of me. I hate condoms,” as he pulled the condom off my cock. I didn’t waste a second before entering him naturally, although I knew better. I started fucking Axel hard and his hooded cock was leaking precum profusely. “I’ll pull out before I cum,” I said to him. He shook his “no” and held up the bottle to my nose as I huffed. With my head swimming I started to rail Axel’s beautiful pussy as then I came hard inside of him. We fucked each other much of the night when one of us would wake up horny. The next morning I woke up with Axel sliding his cock balls-deep, "Time to get up David." I returned home the later that day and the day after that, I felt that “pissing razorblades” feeling of gonorrhea.

Doug's fingers tapped impatiently on the steering wheel as he waited outside the arrivals terminal. The afternoon sun glinted off the windshield, casting flickering shadows across the dashboard. He had been looking forward to this moment all week, the anticipation building with each passing day. When Jay finally emerged from the sliding doors, rolling his suitcase behind him, Doug felt a surge of relief and desire course through his body. Jay slid into the passenger seat with a grin, leaning over to plant a firm kiss on Doug's lips. "Miss me?" he asked, his voice low and teasing. Doug swallowed hard, his cock already stirring in his jeans. "You have no idea," he admitted, pulling away from the curb and merging into traffic. The drive to Jay's home was a blur of stolen touches and heated glances, the sexual tension between them palpable. As soon as they stepped through the front door, Doug was on Jay, pushing him against the wall and crashing their lips together. His hands fumbled with the buttons of Jay's shirt, desperate to feel skin against skin. Jay chuckled against his mouth, pulling back slightly. "Eager, aren't you?" he murmured, his eyes dark with lust. Doug's breath hitched as he managed to get Jay's shirt open, revealing his muscular chest. "God, I've missed you," he groaned, leaning in to nip at Jay's collarbone. Jay's hands tangled in Doug's hair, pulling him closer. "I've missed you too, baby," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. But then he hesitated, his hands stilling Doug's frantic movements. "First, you should know I forgot to bring my meds on my trip," he said, his voice serious. "There's a small chance I may be infectious. Do you want to wait?" Doug's heart pounded in his chest, a mix of anxiety and arousal coursing through him. He looked up at Jay, his eyes wide and pleading. "I can't wait," his voice barely above a whisper. "No possible way. I need you, Jay. Now." Jay searched Doug's face for a moment before nodding, a slow smile spreading across his lips. "Alright, baby," he said, his voice softening. "Let's go to the bedroom." They stumbled down the hall, shedding clothes as they went. By the time they reached the bed, they were both naked, their cocks hard and leaking. Jay pushed Doug onto the mattress, climbing on top of him and capturing his lips in a searing kiss. Doug moaned into his mouth, his hands roaming over Jay's muscular back, pulling him closer. Jay's cock pressed against Doug's, the sensation sending sparks of pleasure through his body. "Fuck, I've dreamed about this," Doug gasped, his hips bucking up to meet Jay's. Jay chuckled, his breath hot against Doug's ear. "Me too, baby," he murmured, his hand sliding down to grip Doug's cock. "Me too." They kissed again, their tongues tangling as their bodies pressed together. Doug could feel Jay's heart pounding against his chest, matching the frantic rhythm of his own. Jay's hand stroked him slowly, his thumb swiping over the leaking tip, spreading the precum down his shaft. Jay then started eating Doug's ass with evident hunger. His tounge pushing in, then taking nibbles around his hole. "Jay," Doug gasped, his hips jerking up into Jay's touch. "Please, I need you inside me." Jay groaned, his cock twitching against Doug's thigh. "You're so needy, baby," he teased, his voice rough with desire. "I love it." He reached over to the nightstand, grabbing the lube and slicking up his fingers while tossing Doug poppers. Doug spread his legs, his breath hitching as Jay's fingers circled his entrance. "Please," he begged, his voice trembling. Jay's fingers pressed inside, stretching him slowly. Doug moaned, his back arching off the bed as Jay's fingers crooked, hitting that spot inside him that made his toes curl as he huffed. "Fuck, Jay," he gasped, his hands fisting in the sheets. "More, please." Jay added another finger, scissoring them to stretch Doug wider. "You're tight, baby," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "I can't wait to be inside you." Doug whimpered, his cock leaking onto his stomach. "Please, Jay," he begged. "I need you. Now." Jay withdrew his fingers, slicking up his cock before pressing the tip against Doug's entrance. Doug's breath hitched as Jay pushed slowly inside, the stretch burning deliciously. "Fuck," he gasped, his nails digging into Jay's back. "Yes, just like that." Jay groaned, his hips snapping forward as he bottomed out. "You feel so good, baby," he murmured, his voice rough with desire. "So tight and hot." Jay fucked Doug slowly but firmly, pushing his cockhead repeatedly through Doug's second hole, and moving him through position after position. While Jay was spooning him from behind, Doug thought to himself in his poppered up haze: this raw cock fucking me has probably been in half the gays in town; this raw cock fucking me belongs to a guy who might love me; this raw cock fucking me might convert me. This was a level of sexual extacy far above whatever he had experienced before. They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat as they chased their pleasure, now with Doug on his back, feet over Jay's shoulders. "Should I pull out before I cum?" Jay asked. Doug stared at the biohazzard tat above the cock that was fucking him. "No," he said, "dont pull out. Breed me Jay. Fucking breed me." Doug's cock leaked onto his stomach, his balls drawing up tight as his orgasm approached. "Jay," he gasped, his voice trembling. "I'm close." Jay's hips snapped faster, his cock pistoning in and out of Doug's now less tight hole. "Come for me, baby," he commanded, his voice rough with desire. "I want to feel you come around my cock." Doug's back arched off the bed as his orgasm crashed over him, his cock spurting cum onto his stomach. Jay groaned, his hips stuttering as he came deep inside Doug, filling him with his hot load. They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies tangled together as they caught their breath. Doug's heart pounded in his chest, his body humming with satisfaction. Jay's cock was still inside him, softening slowly as their breathing evened out. Jay pulled out gently, rolling onto his side and pulling Doug against him. Doug snuggled into his chest, his body still humming with pleasure. "That was something else," he murmured, his voice soft and content. Jay chuckled, pressing a kiss to the top of Doug's head. "It was," he agreed, his voice warm. "But we should get cleaned up and have some dinner. I'm starving." Doug nodded, reluctantly pulling away from Jay's warmth. They showered together, their bodies pressing close as they washed each other with tender touches. After drying off, they dressed and headed to the local restaurant where they'd had their first date. As ate, Doug couldn't help but steal glances at Jay, his heart still pounding with the memory of their earlier encounter, feeling his rectum full of Jay' cum. Jay caught his gaze, a slow smile spreading across his lips. "What's on your mind, baby?" he asked, his voice soft. Doug hesitated, his fingers tracing patterns on the tablecloth. "I was just thinking about earlier," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "About how turned on I was by the thought you might be converting me." Jay's eyes darkened with desire, his fork pausing halfway to his mouth. "I was turned on too, baby," he admitted, his voice rough. "The thought of filling you with my POZ cum, of possibly converting you... it's intoxicating." Doug's cock twitched in his jeans, his breath hitching at Jay's words. "I still have a voice inside my head saying I should be more careful," he admitted, his voice trembling. "But I can't help how I feel." Jay reached across the table, his hand covering Doug's. "There's nothing wrong with how you feel," he murmured, his voice soft. "You're allowed to want it. You're allowed to get it too, if it's what you want. Fucking hot for me, if you do. I'll have to go back on my meds. My health is important to me. But I could wait a little while longer, if you wanted." Doug nodded, his heart swelling with affection for this man who could be so tender and caring, even as he indulged in his darkest desires. "Yes please," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. Jay squeezed his hand, a slow smile spreading across his lips. "After dinner," he said, his voice dropping to a low growl. "I think I should have another load for you, baby. What do you think?" Doug's breath hitched, his cock hardening at Jay's words. "Yes," he gasped, his voice trembling with desire. "Please, Jay. I need you." Jay's eyes darkened with lust, his hand tightening around Doug's. "Good," he murmured, his voice rough. "Because I need you too, baby. More than you know." They finished their meal in a haze of desire. As they walked back to Jay's their bodies pressed close as they stole kisses and touches. As soon as they were in the apartment, Jay pulled Doug into the bedroom, pushing him onto the bed and climbing on top of him. Their kisses were frantic, their hands roaming over each other's bodies as they stripped off their clothes. Jay's cock was hard and leaking, pressing against Doug's thigh as they kissed. "I need you inside me," Doug gasped, his voice trembling with desire. Jay groaned, his hips snapping forward as he lined up his cock with Doug's entrance. "You're so needy, baby," he teased, his voice rough with lust. "I love it." He pushed inside, the stretch burning deliciously as Doug's body opened for him. "Fuck," Doug gasped, his nails digging into Jay's back. "Yes, just like that." Jay's hips snapped faster, his cock pistoning in and out of Doug's wet hole. "You feel so good, baby," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "You're in heat for this, I can smell it on you," Jay went on. Doug's cock leaked onto his stomach, his balls drawing up tight as his orgasm approached. "Jay," he gasped, his voice trembling. "I'm close." Jay's hips snapped faster, his cock penetrating Doug as deep as it could. "You want this ass I'm fucking to be a POZ ass," he asserted, his voice rough with desire. "Yes," Doug muttered, staring into his lover's eyes. Jay stroked Doug's cock with one hand. "You want this to be a POZ cock," again a declaration. "Yes," said Doug, his volume rising slightly. Jay shifted his caress to Doug's scrotum. "You want these to be POZ balls that make POZ cum," he said. Again, Doug stared in Jay's eyes and said, "yes." Glistening with sweat Jay growled, "yeah, you want to be a POZ pig like me." "Fuck yeah," Doug almost yelled. Jay groaned, his hips stuttering as he came deep inside Doug, filling him with his hot load. Doug could feel the heat and the throbbing deep in him, his second ring fully open. Jay collapsed onto the bed, their bodies tangled together as they caught their breath. Doug's heart pounded in his chest, his body humming with satisfaction. Jay's cock was still inside him, softening slowly as their breathing evened out. Jay pulled out gently, rolling onto his side and pulling Doug against him. Doug snuggled into his chest, his body still humming with pleasure. "That was amazing," he murmured, his voice soft and content. Jay chuckled, pressing a kiss to the top of Doug's head. "It was," he agreed, his voice warm. "But we should get some sleep. We'll make another deposit in the morning." Doug nodded, his eyes already drifting closed as he cuddled into Jay's warmth. As he drifted off to sleep, he couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment and excitement for what the future held.

Doug sat on the couch, the glow of the TV casting flickering shadows across the room. Jay was on a work trip and had been since their revealing last encounter. Jay's absence made his confused feelings even harder to manage than they already would have been. His fingers traced the edge of his phone, hesitating for a moment before he finally tapped Jay's contact. The call connected, and Jay's face appeared on the screen, his silver hair slightly tousled, cheeks a bit red and a smirk playing on his lips. "Hey, handsome," Jay greeted, his voice smooth and warm. "What're you up to?" Doug felt a flutter in his chest, the familiar mix of excitement and nervousness that Jay always seemed to evoke. "Not much," he replied, trying to keep his voice steady. "Just missing you. What about you?" Jay's smirk widened, and he turned the phone slightly, revealing the room behind him. Doug's breath hitched as he saw Jay lying on a bed, a young twunk with long blond hair straddling him, riding his raw cock with eager abandon. The sight sent a jolt of heat straight to Doug's groin, his cock twitching in his pants. "Having a bit of fun," Jay said, his voice low and husky. "But I'll call you back later, yeah?" Doug's mind raced, a whirlwind of arousal and something darker, something that felt suspiciously like jealousy. "Yeah," he managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper. "Later." The call ended, and Doug was left staring at the blank screen, his heart pounding. He shifted on the couch, his cock now fully hard, straining against the fabric of his pants. He unzipped himself, freeing his thick length, and began to stroke, his mind filled with the image of Jay and the blond twunk. He was jealous, but it also somehow turned him on to think of his man's raw cock in some other slut's hole. The raw cock that had fucked him and filled his own ass with cum. Later that night, his phone rang again. Jay's face appeared on the screen, and Doug answered, trying to keep his voice steady. "Hey," he said, his voice husky. Jay's eyes were dark with desire, his voice low and commanding. "You liked what you saw earlier, didn't you?" he asked, his tone leaving no room for denial. Doug swallowed hard, his cock twitching at the memory. "Yeah," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "But I was surprised. I haven't really thought about fucking with other guys since we started dating. I guess I assumed it was the same for you." Jay's expression softened slightly, his voice taking on a more gentle tone. "Males are hardwired to want multiple partners," he explained. "It's only some other stronger desire that ever suppresses that urge. And I might really like you, Doug. But I know I really like fucking you. I don't want to mess up my chance to find out if I like you by confusing lust with love." Jay's smirk widened, and he leaned closer to the screen, his voice dropping to a low growl. "Besides, like told you, I want you to be my slut for POZ cum," he said, his words sending a shiver down Doug's spine. "Find someone tonight. Someone POZ. I want you to ride his raw cock and tell me all about it. And I'll tell you about my trick too." Doug's heart pounded in his chest, a mix of emotions swirling within him. He still felt a pang of jealousy, but beneath that, there was a thrill, a dark excitement at Jay's words. "Okay," he said finally, his voice steady despite the turmoil within him. After the call ended, Doug logged online, his heart pounding in his chest. He found Gord's profile, a POZ undetectable guy he'd hooked up with before. He'd felt a pang of guilt after their encounters and so had avoided Gord's further invitations, but tonight, Jay's words echoed in his mind, pushing him forward. He sent Gord a message, inviting him over. Gord arrived quickly, his tall frame filling the doorway. He had an ugly face but a killer body, his dark hair slightly tousled, his eyes filled with desire. They didn't waste time with pleasantries, their bodies crashing together in a hungry kiss, hands roaming, exploring, claiming. Gord pushed Doug onto the bed, his body covering Doug's, his cock hard and ready. Doug spread his legs, inviting Gord in, and with a low groan, Gord entered him, his raw cock filling Doug completely. They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Doug rode Gord's cock, his own thick length bouncing with each movement, his body alive with pleasure. He could feel Gord's cock throbbing inside him, the raw, unprotected sex sending waves of pleasure crashing through him. He came with a cry, his cum spilling onto Gord's chest, and Gord followed soon after, his release filling Doug completely. The next night, Doug did tell Jay all about it, his voice low and as he described every detail. Jay listened, his eyes dark with desire, his voice low and commanding. "Good boy," he said, his words sending a shiver down Doug's spine. "Very hot."

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This is a spin-off from The Ballard Brotherhood, and our storyteller is the oldest brother Bret. ————— The cock that was plunging in and out of me was long and thick, and was just what I needed. Seeing Dad lying in a feverish heap at his flat had triggered something, and I had been in heat for the last two days. Not as bad as when Justin’s hole takes over, and even if he had a traffic cone shoved up there 24/7 it probably wouldn’t be enough, but I wasn’t far off. Luke and J had done their best, and even the twins and their hunky boyfriends had all had a go, but I was insatiable. So here I was, at the gym three hours before my shift, starting ‘work’ early. It was certainly doing the job, and I had no problem with how many hours I was going to be spending in the storeroom. The guy fucking me was called Paul, and I had smiled when I first saw the biohazard on his pec recently. The first time he’d fucked me he was relatively new to the gym, looking to lose some emerging flab and build up some muscle, all to try to make his girlfriend more interested in him than she seemed to be. Clearly frustrated at home, he had nervously come to the storeroom one day to seek a release after a good workout, and that had kicked off his other transformation. Why his girlfriend was not throwing him on the bed at every opportunity was beyond me given what he was packing, and he became one of my favourite visitors. But he got curious, bent himself over one day and asked to know what it felt like, and now he was a whole new man who just came across as being happy. All the months in the gym had given him a lean and rocking muscled body, and between our versatile sessions and the other mansex I was sure he was getting, he was now pozzed-up and looking to share. He was back to being a top with me, and I guessed this older bear guy I saw him with all the time was the one keeping him satisfied in other ways. I was quite happy with the switch, as his cock was just made to be plunged into a welcoming hole. But, as with all the fucks I had been taking since I saw Dad’s conversion had begun, my mind was wandering. I was loving the physical feeling of being fucked by whoever was inside me, as I always do, but mentally I was somewhere else. That somewhere varied, but with one thing in common: it would be at the barracks. I could be in bed at home, bent over against the gloryhole in the park toilets, or on the mat in the gym storeroom, but in my head I was in any one of the places I had found to use on the base for encounters with other members of my battalion. Sometimes I would even picture those guys, remembering what it felt like to be with them, hearing their grunts or mutters as they fucked me. I could vividly feel what I felt back then, from the pleasure of the fuck to the fear of getting caught, or from the desperate need for that kind of connection to another man to the humiliation of how most of them would look at me in disgust after they’d blown a load in my hole. I had woken up repeatedly over both of the previous nights having nightmares about the moment I was caught, the interrogations that followed, and the look on the colonel’s face as he declared I was dishonourably discharged. It didn’t take a fucking psychiatrist to see that I still had some shit to deal with from that time, however much I had found incredible happiness with my brothers, my friends, my job, and a whole lot of sex. Maybe seeing my dad finally happy and free with Gheorghe had allowed me to subconsciously put to bed my worries, regret and guilt over any role I had played in his unhappiness and eventual breakdown, and I was now moving on to focus on how I still felt deep down about what had happened to me in the army. The Universe was perhaps playing a game with me as well, based on what happened next. Emerging from the storeroom after the best part of ten hours of fucking and being fucked, having only stopped for loo breaks, cigarettes, water and snacks occasionally, I checked my phone and saw a text from a number I didn’t have in my contacts. When I opened it I stopped my brisk walking back to the flat to properly read it, as it was from Marcus “Aurelius” Bailey, a guy I had never expected to hear from again. I hadn’t seen him since he had disappeared from the barracks one day, and only later on had I found out he had tried to take his own life and ended up institutionalised. The poor guy was obviously gay, and as far as I could tell also had no interest in being in the military, but his domineering ex-SAS father cast a long shadow over his life and he had wound up enlisted with us at the base and engaged to a girl at home. It was too late when I finally cottoned on to how our antics in any private space we could find were fucking him up, and then one day he was just gone. But now he had got my number somehow, and was reaching out hoping to see me. He had once told me where his family lived, which is where I assumed he was now, but in the text he revealed he was actually living not far from us though he said no more about it. After getting over my shock at hearing from him, not just because I didn’t even know if he was still in a hospital but also because he’d got in touch right when I was re-living my own departure from the army, I replied to say I would love to catch up. I didn’t even get home before he sent another message, and he seemed so eager that I agreed to meet him the next day at a pub in town once I was done at the gym. When I arrived at the pub, I could see him sitting at a table outside with a nearly full pint of beer on the table. It was a bit chilly, but the pack of Marlboro Gold on the table told me why he was on his own outside rather than sitting indoors. His tight jacket made it obvious how ripped he now was, where he’d just had a fairly normal body when I’d known him. “Woah” he said, looking up at me as I approached his table. “Fuck me man, look at you!” From hurrying to get showered and changed at the gym, to the heating on the bus being set to Furnace Mode, I was a little overheated so had stuffed my long-sleeved T-shirt and hoodie in my gym bag and was just wearing a tight white T-shirt. My huge chain and bracelets were on full display, as were the tattoos on my arms, and I may have deliberately chosen to wear the tracksuit bottoms that left little to the imagination when it came to my thigh muscles, buttocks and crotch. “Hey Marcus” I said, choosing to use his first name rather than his surname or nickname like I would have done back in the barracks. “Fucking hell Ballard” he said, looking me up and down. “Bret” I said, causing him to look up at my face for a bit before nodding. “Bret” he said. “Wow, it’s good to see you.” “You too mate” I said. “Let me go get a drink.” I went to the bar and got a pint, ordering some chicken wings and chips as well to be brought out later, and then went back outside. I sat down at the table, got out my cigs and lit one, then relaxed into the chair and looked at Marcus. “Those chains are fucking mental” he said. “You like?” I asked, with a grin. “Yeah” he said. “They suit you.” We got to talking, initially about me and what I was up to these days. He knew about my discharge, so I just told him about a partial version of my life now. The gym, a hunky policeman boyfriend called Justin, and being happy. I left out Luke and my brothers, the pozzing, and the fact that I probably still had the remnants of several loads I had taken in the storeroom that day clogging up my hole. Parts of the biohazards on my biceps were visible if he understood what they meant, and the rest could wait until later. I was of course eager to hear about his own life, but recognised he needed time to get to that. But he did start talking eventually once we were on our third round of beers. He admitted to having attempted suicide, and that he was humiliated about it and for a few weeks after was angry that it had failed. He said only a bit about life in the hospital, noting it was where he had started working out like crazy as a way of getting the anger out of his system. Through a lot of therapy he had come to accept his sexuality, and realise that his father was an extremely toxic influence on his life. The two attempts at counselling sessions with his father had ended with the older man storming out in a rage, and that it was his mother’s older brother Kevin who had come to his rescue. The man was himself gay, and while he no longer saw the wider family regularly as a result of Marcus’s father’s rampant homophobia, Marcus’s mother had reached out to him for help. Marcus was eventually discharged to his care, putting him in a safe and supportive environment over a hundred miles away from his father, and that is where he was still living. Kevin and his husband Leo were his unofficial mentors, helping him to find a new path in life. He was now working as a security officer at an office building, and taking evening classes to get some A-levels so he could think about having an actual career of some kind. “Lately I’ve just been thinking about you a lot though” he said. “I don’t mean in that way, just that we were close and then for you I must have just disappeared.” “Yeah, you did” I said, “but when I found out about some of what happened, I got it.” “I’m sorry” he said. “I guess I just wanted to look you up, let you know I was actually OK, but also see how you were after everything that went down.” “I’m happy” I said. “And yeah, it’s good to finally know what happened to you. I’m glad you’re in a better place.” We continued chatting, with him admitting he had only had a handful of encounters with men and none of them had been particularly enjoyable. For some reason, possibly related to how many drinks I’d had, I decided to reveal more about my love and sex life, and he sat with an open mouth as I told him about Luke, the twins, the builders, the storeroom, the films, and my status. But I knew it was fine, when he moved one of his hands down into his lap and then did not do a very good job of hiding that he was touching his balls and hardened cock. That was as far as it went that night as an alarm went off on his phone that told him he needed to leave to get the last train home, but he texted while on board and again the next day saying how great it was to see me. I threw caution to the wind after that morning text to see if he wanted to meet up the next weekend on the estate, and he eventually replied to say that sounded good. I had the flat to myself, as Luke was on his normal evening duty at the bar, Justin was on a late patrol shift, and the twins had gone off with their builder boyfriends to all be gangbanged for Grant’s latest film. I got in some food and drinks, and then cranked up the heating a bit so it would be warm enough for me to just be topless and wearing only my tight running shorts indoors. We never got round to eating the food, as the sight of my tattooed body, big chains and bulging shorts had an immediate effect on Marcus. A few shots of rum loosened him up, and when I fetched some of the still pretty huge chains the twins had stopped wearing in favour of bigger pieces they’d bought themselves, putting Marcus in those for a joke only got him hornier. Realising he was intrigued, I let him touch the various biohazards inked on my skin until he admitted that he had been reading chasing forums for a while since finding out Kevin and Leo were both undetectable. He had not been able to stop thinking about me and my brothers, and had found and joined Grant’s website so he could watch the films. “So what do you want to do?” I asked, when he was back touching one of my biceps and our faces were close together. “Fuck me” he whispered. “I want you to fuck me.” “You sure?” I asked. “Yes” he said. “I need you inside me again.” He had known what might be happening, so was already loosened from the plug he’d worn on the train and only removed in the toilets at the Dragon after quickly stopping in for a few shots of whisky for courage before he came over. I still gave him the full foreplay treatment so that he was begging for it, and then slowly slipped my full length into him. Where he had been unsure and anxious whenever I’d fucked him on the base, now he was just eager and needy. His ripped body writhed and sweated as I reamed him out, and it took no time at all for me to drop the first load in him while he had a hands-free orgasm of his own all over the bed. I was prepared for a regretful, panicked freak-out to follow, but all I got was a fellow ex-soldier dying to be fucked again. The second fuck was missionary, the third had him riding me while I lay on my back, and the fourth was in the shower with him bent over against the tiles. By that point I was mindful that Justin and Luke would be arriving home soon, but Marcus seemed not to care as he was completely letting himself go for the first time in years. They arrived home together while I was bouncing up and down on Marcus on one of the sofas, letting his cock have a bit of a workout for the first time that night. My two lovers knew to expect him to still be there, and after doing quick introductions we recognised that any proper social stuff would have to wait for the breakfast table. Over the course of the next few hours, every dick went in every hole, and my former battalion mate was filled to the brim with poz loads.

I want to open that door and see that army of angry, DOM Daddies that are there just to defile my pretty, perfect virgin pussy and dolled up face... All I hear is the click and clack of my slutty heels on the hard floor as I walk up to the altar in my slutty bride lingerie. The bottom of my smooth ass cheeks popping out of my hip hugging mini skirt. Feeling so exposed and shaking from fear. Every couple of steps taking a peak at the guests bulges and completely losing it as I realize what I signed up for. Noticing that everyone there looks massive in their pants. Hearing the men laughing quietly as they see my wide eyes, terrified, completely in over my head in the middle of nowhere. Somehow still swaying my faggy hips as I tip toe to the mastermind who put this all together. The ceremony should just be me standing before a perverted priest and listening to all these fucked up rulles that I have to verbally agree to before signing a contract legally absolving everyone present from any consequences. Handed a print out of my slutty profile text and forced to read it out loud to the whole group. Trembling as the perverted priest calls out. "Gentleman... You may ruin the bride!" It's going to be a looooooonnnnngggg night 🙂

I decided to attend the Gay Pride Parade this past month in my local town to show support for my gay friends with whom I work. There are about five of them. At sixty, I am much older. I'm also 6', and about 185 pounds. I've been married to my wife for 30 years, we had four children, and now have eight grandchildren. I guess I'm about as straight they come, but have always thought there was absolutely nothing wrong with being gay. It just wasn't for me and I had never even thought about doing anything with another guy. It was going to be a hot day, so I decided to dress for the heat and wear what I usually wore to my track meets: a jock strap, shorts, a tee shirt, sport socks and sneakers. One of my friends rode with me there and he was dressed fairly similarly. We found a place to park fairly close to the start, which surprised me, but then I thought, oh hell, when the parade is over I will be about 2-3 miles from here. Oh, well, can't have everything. We got out and walked over to the starting area and found the other guys. I was kind of rubber necking somewhat as I had never seen such an array of, well, somewhat crazy looking people before. There were all kinds of attire from just plain like I and my friends to wild costumes and back down to what looked to be a few guys with little or nothing on at all. It was a kaleidoscope of colors everywhere and I was like a kid in a candy store wanting to just see what all was going on. It was very festive scene and then there were the floats which were magnificent to look at. I started walking around to look at everything I could and soon lost track of where my friends were at. I looked for a bit but there were just too many people around to really look good. I soon decided the heck with it, I would see them later for a couple of drinks before going home tonight. I went looking for something to drink then. Soon found a nice little stand that sold my drink of choice, an ice cold CocaCola. I bought one and then wondered around some more but still did not see my buddies and the parade was lining up to start. I found myself by a float I liked the looks of, so decided to just walk along with it. Soon we were starting up and I found several guys walking around that float and on it all dressed alike, so figured they were all friends or at least had al worked on the float together. A few blocks later, one of the guys from the float turned and said hi to me. I returned his greeting and soon we were talking while we walked along. About a mile and a half into the parade I was starting to feel the heat and the long walk. The guy I was walking with told me I could take a break and ride on the float for a bit if I wanted, but he said I would probably have to take off the shorts and shirt as all on the float only had on jockstraps. I looked and was surprised as I had not noticed them stripping most of their clothes off on there till then. Only the guys walking were still in their shorts and shirts. I was kind of in a turmoil about that when I stepped on a rock in the road and twisted the heck out of my ankle. My new friend grabbed me or I would have went down. That pretty much settled it for a bit as he basically tossed me up onto the float. I decided, what the hell and soon had my shirt, shorts and shoes and socks off and was only in my jockstrap. My new friend then told me I looked to be in pretty decent shape for my age as I had told him that earlier. I thanked him and returned the compliment. I had not really paid much attention to his looks until he tossed me like a sack of sugar onto the float. Now, I noticed, he was definitely in good shape and although not a build of a weightlifter did have quite the muscles showing. I then rode the float for the rest of the parade. Looking around I noticed the other guys on the float all seemed to be in pretty good shape. Must all work out a lot I thought. I also noticed that they all, that I could see from where I was at, seemed to have the same tattoos. One, a tramp stamp on their backs and another on their stomach when they would turn and I could see it, of a figure that looked familiar, but I couldn't place it at first. Then as we passed a hospital on the way I noticed the design on one of the dumpsters I could see off to the side and it dawned on me they all, for some reason, had a biohazard symbol. I asked my new buddy about it and he said they had all decided to get one when they joined the club. I thought that sounded nice for them to do.

For me, it's a few things: Once his hands are on you, your decision making ability is gone You care only about pleasing cock You do not own your ass. My bf whores me out I always make myself ready to recieve Take any cock, any time Sorry of on topic: My bar bathroom fantasy finally happened. It took a while because my bf had to negotiate with the owner. He didn't want to get shut down. So I had to fuck him first, alone. He ended up cumming twice. Then, after the bar closed, seven older guys that Ive never met, fucked me all over the bathroom. Never felt so cheap. Overall a wonderful experience but it kind of fucked with my head, honestly.

I fuck and breed my little neighbor this morning and gave him 2 loads balls deep

Mon terrain de jeu se situe principalement dans les salles obscures des saunas ou dans l'obscurité des hammams avec des inconnus. J'aime aussi recevoir avec mon cul bien cambré, offert et être fucked anonymement. Même si la sodomie est excellente et que le sperme en moi me procure un magnifique orgasme, je ne suis pas contre continuer et découvrir mon partenaire pour quelques heures de baise, voire le week-end. Via online translation: My playground is mainly in the dark rooms of saunas or in the darkness of hammams with strangers. I also like to receive with my well-arched ass, offered and to be fucked anonymously. Even if the sodomy is excellent and the sperm inside me gives me a magnificent orgasm, I am not against continuing and discovering my partner for a few hours of fucking, or even the weekend.

I knew a married pastor with kids who bred me once a week for a few years. It was so hot. He loved cumming in me and calling me his bitch or whore. So fucking hot!

Almost always balls deep. Hate those porn creampies where the head is barely inside. If I'm being sucked off, I still want it in his mouth but I don't need to make him choke, unless he asks me to. 🙂

My poz cock

Black Cock just makes me go weak at the knees. I love being a bitch for Black Men. I love when they degrade me for being a white faggot. Now, if I could only find a Black Man with a couple of Black friends who want to use me in a group. Really make me a ran-through bitch and cum-dump.

Marcus and I finished a lazy breakfast, and decided to grab a coffee each from the machine in a takeaway cup that we could enjoy with a bit of fresh air and a cigarette outside. There were some picnic tables on the grass round the side of the hotel, where we plonked ourselves and lit up. It was only once we had sat down that we noticed a guy hanging around near the entrance to the hotel wearing a hoodie, with his hood up. This might not have been unusual, but there was something about his body language that made him look nervous. We saw him fish out a cigarette and light it, though we could still not see his face. Then he turned, and though he was still quite shaded under the hood, it was obvious that it was Evan. He kept glancing into the lobby of the hotel, but finally he looked towards us and knew he had been spotted. He stared at us for a moment, and then slowly walked over. I made room for him on my side of the picnic bench, and he sat himself down and then stared at the tabletop as he smoked his cigarette. “What brings you back here?” I eventually asked him. “I, er, was out for a walk and just found myself here” he said. “Bullshit” I replied. “Have you come to beg us for the footage or something?” “No” he whispered. “I want you to fuck me again.” I looked over at Marcus, whose eyes had gone wide. “Did you go to the infirmary?” I asked. “No” Evan replied. “If we fuck you again then it might take” Marcus said. “The longer you leave it, the greater the risk the pills won’t work.” “I’m not gonna take the pills” Evan said. “What?” Marcus and I said at the same time. “I’m not going to” he repeated. “But you’re married” I said. “She’s cheating on me” he replied. “Found out last time I was home.” “Oh” I said. “That sucks. But that doesn’t explain why you’re not protecting yourself.” He took a last inhale of his cigarette, then stubbed it out in the ashtray built into the picnic table. He pulled out his pack and lit another one, then finally looked up at me. “Fuck it” he said. “I’ve been fucking guys my whole adult life, and now I know how awesome it is to be the one getting fucked. I don’t care anymore.” “They’ll discharge you if you get infected” Marcus said. “Not any more” Evan replied. “Looked it up last night, and you can still serve if you go on meds.” “Oh” I replied. “Didn’t know that.” “Yeah, so, you know…” Evan started, before pausing. “I guess what I’m saying is that I want you guys to fuck me some more, and what happens, happens.” “You sure?” asked Marcus. “Yes” said Evan. “How long are you in town for?” “A few days” I replied. “Then how about you fuck me every day you’re here?” he said, managing a small smile. He didn’t have long before he needed to be back for training, so we took him upstairs and spitroasted him until we’d both blown a poz load in his hole. He was eager for it from the outset, all traces of the resistance he had shown during his first fuck gone as he arched his back and made his hole and throat fully available to us. We would have loved to both fuck a second load into him, but he had to get back. While we briefly rested on the bed he let us know his likely availability so we could plan around it, and then he took a quick shower and headed off. Marcus and I couldn’t quite believe things had taken this turn, but we weren’t going to say no to the opportunity to help Evan fully embrace this side of himself. I assumed he would probably say he was bi or something, but I didn’t really care either way. I was more concerned with getting him to reveal the best spots for catching more of my past fuckers out getting some action. We rested up a bit, and then decided to check out another spot that Grant’s contact had suggested. This was a small car park next to a substation on the edge of some woods round the other side of the base. Normally accessed off the main road, there were a couple of unofficial trails that led there which soldiers sometimes used for off-base runs, and indeed I had done so myself back in the day without knowing there was a cruising spot there. We decided to walk there rather than risk scaring anyone off with the car, and I wore cargo trousers for quick access to cameras in the various pockets. We found the rough area after a while, and hid in separate bushes as there wasn’t anywhere that looked big enough for us both to stay out of sight together. We waited for quite a while, and I was almost at the point of giving up, but then two guys out running approached. I had assumed they would go right past, but they slowed to a walk on the trail and then darted off together until they were behind a large tree really close to where I was hiding. I just crouched there and watched with an open mouth as Wayne “Rooney” Pollock and Jimmy “Cricket” Roberts took a quick look around, and then embraced in a deep and hungry snog. They went at each other like animals, before Jimmy squatted down, pulled on the hem of Wayne’s shorts, and swallowed his cock whole. There was no gagging, just a full deep throat straight off the bat. He gave Wayne an expert blowjob for a couple of minutes, and then they changed positions and Jimmy was soon moaning as his cock was licked and sucked. Then Wayne stood back up, and they re-embraced in a kiss. I took the opportunity of Jimmy stepping towards the tree to pull the GoPro out of my pocket, his footsteps on the leaves likely masking any noise I inadvertently made by moving my arm. I quickly worked to sync it to my phone, and then put it up to a gap in the leaves to start capturing Wayne giving his battalion mate a rim job. This lasted only a minute or two, and then Wayne stood up, put his cock to Jimmy’s hole, and pushed in. I gaped at the two of them as a frenetic fuck began, not believing what I was seeing from these two guys who had both had fiancées when I was still serving with them. This was clearly something they did a lot, from the technique of the blowjobs to the ease with which Jimmy had been penetrated. The fact that they were both into all of it was made clear when Wayne blew inside Jimmy, and then took his place leaning against the tree so he could be fucked himself. Jimmy’s cock looked thick from where I was crouched, but Wayne took it without any problem and seemed to love every minute of it being inside him. I texted Marcus to be ready to go, and then as soon as Jimmy blew his load I stopped filming, set the footage to upload, and then loudly got out from the bush. Wayne and Jimmy both darted their heads towards me in shock, and then in the other direction as they heard Marcus emerging from his hiding place as well. “Hey boys” I said. “Thanks for the show.” “Fucking hell Ballard” Wayne said. “What the fuck are you doing here?” “I’ve got really into bird spotting and came out here to do some of that” I said. “I’m into beetles and spiders” Marcus added with a smirk, as he came to stand next to me. The two soldiers just stared at us, their shorts still down around their ankles and cum dripping from their holes. “What do you fucking want” Jimmy growled, sensing they were on the back foot in the situation. “Well” I said, “I’ve already got and uploaded the footage I need, so we could just leave it there unless there’s anything you want from us.” “Footage?” Wayne asked. “Oh, yeah” I said. “You know, was trying to film a crow but instead got you two fucking each other. I’ve sent it to my brothers to enjoy and put on a few websites for others to jerk off to as well.” “You fucker…” Wayne began, starting to advance towards me. Jimmy grabbed him by the shoulder and stopped him, then stepped up closer to him. “Don’t” he said, quietly and tenderly. “Don’t make this worse.” “Good advice” Marcus said. “You should listen to your boyfriend.” Wayne’s shoulders sagged, and the fight was gone from him. Jimmy turned away from him and looked at me. “Ballard” he said, “I’m sorry for how things went down. We were all fucking cowards and let you take the fall for everything.” “Yes, you were” I said. “You two still engaged?” They both nodded, and I saw Marcus smile. “Seems a bit unfair, doesn’t it?” I said. “Two nice girls sat alone at home, waiting to become your wives, and you’re out here in the woods fucking each other.” “We just need a release” Wayne mumbled. “That was no release” Marcus said. “I know two gays when I see them.” Silence fell for a moment, before Jimmy spoke again. “What do you want?” he asked. “I’ll have to think about that” I replied. “But in the meantime, how about you two bend over that tree again so we can fuck those cummy holes of yours. You both used me for years, and it’s time for something in return.” Wayne stiffened and anger flashed across his face, but Jimmy put a hand on his shoulder and leaned in to whisper something to him. “OK” Jimmy said. “That’s fair.” They went back to the tree and both bent forward, and I moved in behind Wayne as I wanted to fuck the last fight out of him completely. I whipped out my cock and slammed it into him, and then went into a steady and firm rhythm immediately as Marcus got himself inserted in Jimmy. To give the two men credit, they did not hold back from letting us know they liked how it felt. Wayne’s muscular tattooed back rippled as I ploughed into him, and Jimmy arched his own back to demonstrate he was a willing receiver for Marcus. It was fucking hot to look at them as the tables were turned from my time in the barracks, and I went over the edge all too soon. When I pulled out of Wayne he spun round onto his knees and took my cock into his mouth to clean off, and after getting over the surprise of him doing that without being told to, I just enjoyed the feelings as I watched Marcus build himself up to breed Jimmy. “Are you poz as well?” Jimmy asked Marcus, as he used some tissues to wipe out his backside before he put his clothes back on properly. “Wait, what?” I asked. “We’ve seen some of your videos” Wayne said. “Found them by accident a while ago” Jimmy added. “It’s kind of part of what led to me and Wayne doing this together.” “Jesus” I said. “You know I’m poz and you took my load?” “Yeah” said Wayne, “I guess I did.” “Yes, I’m poz” Marcus said. “Bret and his boyfriend gifted me.” “Hot” said Jimmy. “Are you guys on prep?” I asked. “I mean, we were going to tell you to go and get on PEP, but…” “No, we’re not” said Jimmy. “Guess we’ll have to think about what to do now.” We wasted at each other for a moment, before I spoke again. “How about you meet us here same time tomorrow to let us know?” I suggested. “OK” said Jimmy. “Just don’t publish that footage, OK?” “Deal” I said. “If you don’t show up then I’ll tell my brothers to get on with it.” They both nodded, and then walked back to the trail and started to run towards the base. Marcus and I watched them go, then turned to each other and smiled. That was too perfect and too easy, but it was two more off my list. I didn’t say anything out loud about it, but I decided that if they did come back the next day then I’d find some way to get Evan and even Frank involved. But for now, we could go back to the hotel to have some lunch, chill for a bit, and then decide where wanted to go hunting next…

It is the opposite of a fetish. It's actual natural sex and breeding, or as close as faggots can get.

I spun a yarn to my landlady about longer hours on site to cover for the fact that I started going round to the Barbican after almost every shift. I did have to be mindful of getting enough sleep to be able to do my job properly, so we kept it to one load from each of them on weekdays before I’d go off and find my bus. On the Saturday I just started skipping the pub completely and went a roundabout route straight to their flat, where I happily spent the afternoon and evening being available for an even larger number of guys than the previous weekend, albeit they came and went in dribs and drabs rather than it being an all-out gangbang orgy. The fuck flu hit me the following Thursday, and my landlady really showed off another side to herself as she swung into action to look after me. I managed to text Bill to let him know, but my landlady insisted on being the one to ring my foreman and tell him I had proper flu. She really was very sweet to me for those few days, what I can remember of them. Once I was in recovery the following Tuesday I struggled back to work, the foreman taking pity on me as I was still clearly under the weather and putting me on inventory duties. A couple of days later though I felt much more human, and was back doing proper work on the site. On the Saturday I went back to the Barbican flat, and Bill took me out to a clinic in Islington to get tested. He and Sean marked my conversion by fucking a few more loads into me that night. My fun times with them had never really been about chasing though, with the pozzing just being a happy side benefit. I continued to visit them frequently as I enjoyed both their company and the sex, particularly their ability to find a whole host of other men to use me at what were now weekly fuck-fests every Saturday, and they were becoming quite fond of me too. They eventually suggested I move in to one of their two guest rooms, to save me both the rent I was paying as well as the long bus journeys from southeast London, or at least for as long as I was working on the tower build. I jumped at that, and happily bid farewell to my landlady when I moved out, her battleaxe routine having returned completely once my flu was gone. Bill and Sean wanted nothing but my body in return for the room, and I had no qualms about such an arrangement. They brought me a good supply of other men to have fun with, and were also open to me finding my own guests occasionally. They particularly liked the vers couple in their early thirties who were fully up for taking loads from the older men while using my eager hole to deposit their own. I have made myself scarce on Sundays once out of bed so Bill and Sean can have some time alone as a couple. Sometimes I go to see my mum, sometimes I just get out and do something in London, and sometimes I’m up for a bit more fun and seek it out in a sauna or something. It all depends how worn out I am after whatever has happened on the Saturday, but I’ve become such a rampant cumdump that I’m usually able to muster up the energy for a few more loads. Increasingly I’ve been getting into anonymous stuff, with a sauna I’ve found in Hoxton providing me the opportunity to back up against a gloryhole to take whatever is available. I’ve even found a set of toilets in a park near my mum’s place that I sometimes visit for a load or two after before I get the train back to London. With more time and money, and a bit of encouragement from Bill and Sean, I got on with the inking of my back over many long, often-painful sessions. I had sketched the basics of the design I wanted, which the artist then translated into a final version. A mesh of thorns across the top of my back, it gradually transitions into a pair of snakes whose open fanged mouths look like they’re about to bite into a large, stylised biohazard symbol just above my buttocks. When it was finally done it looked fantastic, though Bill and Sean had been getting off on each addition as the whole design had been gradually applied. They marked its completion by surprising me with a pair of giant silver bracelets to complement my chain, with a B engraved on the inside of the lock of one, and an S on the other. My heart nearly exploded, but they assured me that this was as much for their benefit as it was mine, given how much they were still turned on by my big chain and wanted me to be wearing even more silver (and boy did they demonstrate how much it turned them on that evening). I now proudly wear my chains all the time, despite the ribbing I sometimes get from the guys on site. I’m not sure if I’ll stay with Bill and Sean after the tower is done, but it’s a pretty sweet arrangement for all of us and they have reassured me many times they like having me around. The Square Mile is also an easy place to start a commute to most other parts of London I could end up working at in the future, at least compared to the back arse of New Cross where I was before. For now, I’m not going to think too much about what’s to come, and just enjoy being me. Handsome, muscular, tattooed, slutty, blinged-up, pozzed-up cumdump Viking me. It’s ace!

Well damn been years since I've been to one of these. After going to the bath house and then the book store the other day. I kinda felt that maybe I was ready to get back into this. But a lot of questions were in my mind of if i'd return to my cumslut ways or what would happen. The truth is I was not ready for this but I went anyway. This also happened a few nights ago but finally decided to write about it tonight. It was very packed when I got there. I was really nervous when checking in but I got the pass and walked in. It's been years since I last visited this place and so much about it changed. So many corridors and I saw a familiar dark room which I used to visit. Lots of good and times that happened there. The booths changed completely but I found a few in the back. I didn't even realize at first they had a few steps you could go up so someone could put their dick through the glory hole. Reminded me of another certain place from the past. I also found a dark area with a few booths of rooms with glory holes. This looked very familiar to a certain club that's no longer around even the lighting. I almost forgot there was an upstairs so I went up the stairs. I saw familiar rooms with red doors. It looked somewhat similar from what I remembered and memories of the smell and past came flooding to me. Had some really fun times in the past. But I noticed it was empty. I saw another set of stairs behind some darkened areas. I don't remember this previously. But also these extra stairs reminded me of another place that is no longer around. Walking up the stairs I heard loud music. And when I got to the top the room was darker and it looked like a DJ in the back. And I saw lots of guys and guys bent over on benches assuming the position. Wow. I was only wearing a black t-shirt and a jockstrap underneath my shorts and some boots. Since it's been forever since I've done all this I also cleaned myself out which I haven't done in years. I walked a little more and found an area with crosses and slings and typical sex dungeon type stuff. I saw a few leather guys and guys in jock straps standing around. Also what seemed to be clothed men likely tops who were there to help their help their boys or maybe just bottoms I wasn't sure. Or maybe they were to recruit guys to fuck them. I also found a pitch black dark room that a lot of guys were in. Oh yeah this was bringing me back. Before getting into anything I left that area and saw a locker. I figured that I should get a locker. There was a wait but I was able to get one. I was a little intimidated because there were so many guys in jockstraps and leather and they seemed like professionals. I was just a man that used to be a boy years ago in these kinds of places and I knew I was probably out of touch. Regardless I decided to strip my clothes and just wear my jockstrap and boots. I had a little bit of a hard time trying to cruise guys. There were so many guys and so many in jockstraps or guys who were bent over and waiting to serve men. These were professionals and maybe in the past I was one of them or a fraction of them. After walking around for a little bit I knew pretty quickly I was out of my depth. The bath house was more of a cruising dance. I did not quite perfect it but I got better at it along the way. The bookstore was smaller and fortunately I had a lot of charisma that day. This was a huge place with so many different corridors and floors. After not having so much luck cruising I decided to go into the dark room. Darkness has always been my friend at these kinds of places. I've always had infamous times in the dark rooms. I was nervous in a sea of bodies. I quickly felt someone grab my ass. And before I knew it I was up against a guy. He seemed like he had some really nice nipples and he started sucking my nipples and nuzzling me. This was a little more my speed. While the guy was rubbing all over me another guy was rubbing my ass stroking my hole. I started making out with the guy who was on me and he was a nice and passionate kisser. Before I knew It I felt a cock head at my hole. Oh fuck here it was. I was really nervous and tight. But I knew I was clean at least. The guy tried to shove his cock into me and the other guy was holding me. I got nervous and stumbled a little I wonder how the others perceived me. I told the guy I was sorry that I haven't done this in a while. The guy was determined and got part of his raw cockhead in my hole. I unfortunately stumbled around again and he slipped out and gave up. I decided I need to catch my breath. I went back to the lockers for a moment. I saw lots of cute guys by the lockers but was trying to focus. A million thoughts racing through my mind. I was scared and nervous but also anxious and horny. I decided to go back to the dark room. No idea if it was the same guy or someone else but another guy was fingering my hole. Another guy was stroking his cock so I lightly touched him and he touched me. I decided to start sucking on his nipples and he seemed to like it. While I was sucking his cock I felt a cock at my hole again. Oh fuck here it is. I still had some saliva or maybe lube back there. The guy had a decent size cock and it started to push past the ring and into my tight clean hole. I moaned out in pleasure because it felt good. I started sucking the guy in front of me even more. Both guys were loving spit roasting me and I was nervous and hesitant but I was enjoying it but also a little reserved. I think they knew that so the guy fucking me pulled me off the guy I was sucking and pushed me against the wall and a bench. Now he was really starting to fuck me. Fuck I was getting barebacked in a dark room by someone I couldn't even see. I heard him moaning more and I was moaning and crying out in pleasure. I still feel like there was a little bit of defiance or hesitation in my rhythm but the man didn't care he kept fucking me and started fucking me harder. Before I knew it I heard him shout and I was moaning and yelling as I started to feel my ass filled with cum. Fuck I was getting bred. He shouted some more and pumped me a few more times and then pulled out. Ugh my hole felt so wet but I had so many mixed feelings in my head. I regained my composure and got past the sea of mean and went back to my locker. What happened next changed the night and the rest of the next few days to come. I opened my locker to look at my phone and saw a call from my ex. We had just broken up recently but decided that we will both do our own thing in life and he wished me the best and told me to go do what I want. The first call and voicemail was kinda more inquiring. The next few calls and texts made my heart sink. He said that someone he knew saw me there and he called me all kinds of names and slurs. My chest dropped and I didn't know what to do or think. I put my phone back in the locker.. God dammit. My mind was filled with frustration and guilt. I was monogamous with him for so many plus years never cheated in relationship. He told me to go have fun and live my life. I didn't necessarily come to the event to be a cum dump. I didn't really know what I was looking for. Was I looking for sex, a friend, a potential interest, romance, or affection? Or was I really there just to take whatever I can get and as much as I want. I figured well what's done is done. It did not matter what I did from that point on in the night. No matter how much more cock or loads I take or give i'll be labelled as a whore, slut, cumdump my fate was sealed. But I didn't care at that point. I went back into the dark room. I ran into a sexy older daddy. He grabbed my cock and started playing with it. Someone else grabbed my ass again. Oh fuck here we go again. The sexy daddy was jacking me off while the other man with a huge cock was pushing into my hole. He was a lot bigger then the other guy. I felt my hole start to strain a little taking his huge raw cock. I cried out when pushed into me and heard him groan. The sexy daddy was playing with my body while the man behind me was fucking me. Damn it felt good but at the same time I felt sad and guilty. I tried to push the feelings away but I think some hesitation did overcome me. It didn't matter the man was enjoying my hole and I heard him grunt and I felt a huge load in me. Looks like load number two. I felt over the sexy daddies body and thought about doing more. But I felt guilty after taking a second load. I decided to go the bathroom and push the cum out. Fortunately I was still clean I was sort of proud at how good I did with the prep beforehand. But I felt some shame pushing two loads out. I went back to the open area where the bottoms were bent over the benches. I tried my best to cruise but I think I was somewhat mentally broken from the texts and calls that haunted me. I decided there was no way I could cruise openly so I went back to the dark room. This time no one was groping me. So I saw someone or silhouettes of a larger stocky man. I felt his body a little bit and then felt his cock. It was thick and girthy. He seemed to be approve and then he kissed me. I kissed him back and we both started making out. I started kissing his chest and he kissed my face. He sucked on my nipple for a little bit and I sucked on his. I started exploring more of his chest and before I knew it I was on my knees. I started sucking him and he was already getting harder. God it felt so good to be sucking cock again. I really enjoyed my lips going up and down on his cock. I started swirling my tounge around his cock and he moaned more. Another man started getting near us and he looked cute. I groped his chest and he groped mine. He started groping the daddy I was sucking too. I then heard them both make out above me and it turned me on even more. The other guys started grabbing my head as I was sucking the stocky daddy. He grabbed my hair for a moment and I started sucking his cock. Damn his cock was huge. While I was sucking his cock the other stocky daddy was rubbing my hole and playing with it. I got up and started licking the man's nipples and kissing his neck. The man took this as a cue and started kissing me. While we were making out the stocky daddy's cock was pressing at my hole. Fuck here we go again. In no time at all I felt his cock push into me. Fuck it felt so good. The guilt and sadness was starting to melt away. The visual image and scent of these two hot daddies surrounding me, making out, and sucking them both off in intervals was driving me so damn horny. They both encouraged each other and I was started to hold onto the other guy as the stocky daddy was fucking me. I heard him start to tense up and fuck me harder. I was really holding onto the other guy for stability and I felt my hole flood again with another man's cum. It was feeling less guilty and more like pleasure. The guy who I was holding on started stroking his cock furiously. The stocky daddy grabbed me and we started making out again. Before I knew it I felt ropes of cum on my leg and thigh. The man was jacking off and cumming on both of us. Fuck that was so hot. We all sort of groped each other one last time then a simple pat before they disappeared and I left the dark area. I decided to go back to my phone to check the time. More text and calls and some that were very personal things that again made my chest sink and filled me with guilt and panic. There was nothing I could do at this point to make it any better. I figured I guess I'm a sinner and might as well continue the night. I tried to cruise around a little more but still just was not in the head space. I decided to go back to the dark area and it wasn't as crowded now. But that didn't stop someone from grabbing my dick. My dick was getting hard and they felt like they had a nice furry body. They then bent over and I saw their ass in a jockstrap. I doc like topping sometimes but the mixed feelings I was in. I wasn't really in the right space. I then felt someone grab my ass and they started grabbing my body. They pushed me against a wall and I felt a HUGE cock push against my hole. Oh fuck I wasn't sure if I was ready for this but it didn't really matter. They slammed their cock in my ass and I yelped out. I tried hard to keep balance and also try to open up my hole as much as I could. They were fucking me rough and aggressive and normally I do like that but right now I was kinda mixed. I was trying to pull away but they wouldn't let me. They grabbed me and held me and I felt their cock get bigger. I started really moaning and shouting out and I heard them yell really loud when I felt another huge load flood my hole. I moaned and groaned and sighed as they pulled their wet cock out of me and left the room. Fuck. Although it did feel good the texts and calls I kept checking between had me kind of checked out. I decided to head back to the locker. More and more awaited me. Not only that but I kept getting called. I didn't answer a single one. And I also decided that I guess this is the end of my night. I was originally going to also go to a bar afterwards and kinda check it out and maybe dance and then head back to the event after. But after everything I read I decided I guess I'll just go home. I got dressed and went down the stairs. I did go past the darkly lit area with the glory holes. I saw maybe one or two people but decided not to. I went back to the area where it looked like the original glory hole booths the place used to have. But there was now a platform for guys to go above. When walking that way that's when I saw him. It looked like a semi older man dressed in all black with some piercings and a huge bushy beard. His eyes also looked intense and I locked onto his and he locked onto mine. I thought there's no way he'd be into me . So I walked past him but he also walked behind me. I thought maybe I was imagining this and when I went towards the platform I thought he was going into a room but he walked back to where he was sitting. I walked past him again and figured he'd get up and leave but he didn't. So I sat down not next to him but somewhat near him where he could see me. I looked for any indication but he was on his phone. I decided to grope myself and then he looked over. I then decided to go for it and sat next to him. He looked at me and I gently touched his chest. His shirt was soaked in sweat. But he let me and he looked at me. The spark was initiated. I slowly started rubbing his body and he started groping mine. He had an intensity to him. And I looked at him nervous and slightly scared but I decided to start sucking his nipples through his shirt. I heard in a deep voice "yeah boy". To my surprise I felt piercings on the nipples. Huge ones. He lifted his shirt and I saw and felt sweat and hair on his chest. His nipples intimidated me for a moment but I took the plunge and took them in my mouth. These were huge ring nipples so I wasn't entirely sure how to do this but he encouraged me. I was sucking on his nipple and his piercing at the same time. I was gently sucking away when I heard "harder boy". He liked it rough? Okay that's what I like so I started sucking on them harder. To my surprise I heard him say "Harder boy". He then showed me I can grab and twist his nipples which I did. I then looked up at him and nervously had a sense of yearning and affection when looking at him. He must have seen it too so we both leaned in and started kissing. His tounge exploring my mouth and mine exploring his. I was moaning and he was moaning. We broke away for a moment and I still saw the intensity in his eyes. I started kissing his face and his cheek and he started moaning even more. Then I went for it and started licking his face. He seemed to really like this and said "good boy:. I licked his face more intensely and licked the other side as well. He then kissed me but this time he held my mouth and started blowing into my mouth and held my nose. What..was this? He was pushing air into my mouth and I was feeling light headed. My arms and legs started to grow weak and I felt like I was going to collapse soon. He then broke away and kissed me again and said "Good boy". Was that breathe play through kissing? Wow what an intense man. He did this a few more times and he started also slightly punching my chest. He told me to hold it and stay still which I did. He started giving me slight orders and my natural submissive instincts kicked in. He would compliment me as a good boy after I performed well for him. After that we made out some more. I decided to speak and asked "Sir do you want to go to a room perhaps". He smiled and me and said "Sure boy". He put his sweaty shirt back on and we both went upstairs and found a room. It wasn't completely private but it was somewhat enclosed. He lifted my body up and started kissing me again. He was strong and I was putty in his hands. He did some more breath play and also twisted my nipples harder. He put me on the bed like area and we lay next to each other making out and exploring each other's bodies. He flipped me over and started playing my ass and groping it. I was moaning out in pleasure. He then started spanking my ass. It's been years since I really had my ass spanked but my instincts remembered some of it like to push my ass out and not pull back. I did hesitantly a few times almost pull back but I also anticipated his hand. I yelled out when he spanked me it hurt but wasn't too bad but the pain felt kind of good. I thought I had his rhythm figured out but then he started spanking both my ass cheeks back and forth and I started yelling out unable to predict his next move. He then put me on my back and started playing with my cock. I was hard and my cock was dripping. To my surprise he started sucking my cock. And damn he was good at it. I was enjoying and loving every moment of it. He pulled me up and we started making out some more and he did more breathe play, more nipple play, and a little more punching. Some in my stomach and some in my rib area. He said I have great energy and that I'm a very good boy. He said I respond so naturally with his direction and that it flows. We also embraced a few times and I was able to really hold him tight and release the stress, pain, guilt, anger, and shame I was feeling from earlier In the night. I think he could sense this. He asked me a few times if everything was okay and I just smiled and said yes. It was getting near the end of the night and they were starting to close up. To my surprise he asked if I wanted to go his place. I was so nervous, happy, excited, sad, and felt guilt, and also horny at the same time. He said I didn't have to if I don't want to. But I just smiled at him and said yes. We kissed again and we both left together. But that's a story for another time. I will say that since that night I haven't really been kept awake horny and trying to jack off or edge myself. I also haven't felt the need to cruise guys or porn online. I'm not sure if it was the communion event or the man I met at the end of the night and stayed the night with. But I think I got a sense of satisfaction and maybe found what I was looking for that night. Whether what I was looking for was to be a whore, cumdump, or find someone to be intimate with and even go home with. In a sense I did a little bit of everything that night and so much more. And I don't know the answer to if I am a whore or cum dump again. But I guess i'm still exploring myself right now. Who knows what the "next" load will be. Oh right and load count at the event was 4 guys that bred me lol.

I have been bicurious my entire life, but I was only ever really interested in girls until my early 20s. I always had a girlfriend, but when she and I split, I started exploring my curious side. I started watching gay porn, and soon I found myself more interested in guy on guy videos than with a woman involved. I never really acted on the impulse and probably pissed off a few guys on Grindr during my experiental stage, but I never did meet up with another man. It was just dirty talk and gay porn. One thing in particular though was bareback videos, I really enjoyed watching them. It was probably due to always wearing a condom with girlfriends and one night stands in the past, but getting fucked by another man looked so raw and risky that I found it extremely hot. I would watch some guy getting fucked on the screen by a group of guys, and always wondered what it would feel like to have cum shoot up my ass. Could I actually feel a man cumming inside me, or would it just get really wet? I desperately wanted to feel it, but after a quick and scary search on STIs on google, I knew I would probably never have the courage to actually go do it. That left having a relationship with a guy, but truthfully my gay feelings leaned more towards the more carnal side and I really didn’t want any of the baggage that comes with a relationship. One night I was jerking off watching a video showing a cum dripping hole getting bounded in a gangbang. Fuck it was hot, there were multiple men all jerking their cocks waiting to fuck this guy who had barely any time to breath around the cocks invading his mouth. I watched a hairy chub add his load to the others before navigating away fom the page, browsing through other videos, the more riskier the better. Finally my eyes fell upon a video called poz me up, and the thumbnail showed a guy with a biohazard tattoo. It was incredible, the perfect POV where the bottom was fiming, and the video started with the top fisting his cock making the bottom beg for his load. The top then spit on his cock and viciously rammed it inside the bottom’s ass and started thrusting deep. I jerked my cock furiously as I watched the video unfold. This young man, with his legs high in the air, moaned as he took the hung cock in his ass. The top started vocally anouncing he was about to cum and the bottom cried out begging for the charged load. I groaned as I shot cum all over my stomach watching the top’s cock suddenly have a white foaming coating that was growing with every thrust. I felt a rush of euphoria imaging myself holding the camera and I took some of my cum from my stomach and started smearing it on my hole. I pushed it inside with a finger as I watched the top slide his cock out. As I massaged my hole with my own cum, for a brief moment I admit, I wanted to take a charged load, I was jerking off almost constanly afterwards to bareback videos, always listening to the bottom’s moans as they were getting pounded, and one night I just had enough. I wanted to get fucked, and I was horny enough that I didn’t really care by whom, I just needed my cherry popped. After about 5 minutes on Grindr I signed out and I googled the city I was in, and gay entertainment. Almost immediately an advertisement came up for a sex party that was happening that night in the local bathhouse. I was intrigued, and GPS told me it was only about 15 miles away. I pulled out on the street, following the directions on my phone to the bathhouse, and about 10 minutes later I made the last turn onto the street. Driving past there were only regular store fronts, so I parked my vehicle on a side street and ducked around into the back alley. Sure enough I could see a number of men smoking in front of a nondescript doorway leading inside of a building. Taking a deep breath to steady my nerves, I walked towards the doorway, turned the door knob, and stepped inside. There was a long staircase leading up which I ascended slowly feeling my hesititation building. As I got to the top, I came to a teller sitting behind a window next to a closed door on her phone. “$21 please.” he said boredom creeping around his voice. I quickly paid and stepped through the door, accepting a towel, combination to a locker, and a condom from the teller. I walked into the locker room, and quickly undressed. There were a couple of men hanging around, one completely naked and my eyes went to his semi erect cock. It looked to be around 7 inches, thick, and uncut. I wanted to go over there and suck it, but was nervous and decided to do some exploring first. The place was quite busy, and I could hear the sounds of sex coming from doorways as I walked down the hallway. Quick glances inside would show guys bent over getting pounded by other men, and their moans created a chorus as I walked past. This was really happening, I was in a bath house surrounded by gay men, and I was only wearing a towel. My cock already started to get hard in nervous anticipation. I could start to feel eyes upon me, and I swallowed my nervousness hoping I didn’t stand out like a sore thumb. I entered a main room full of men talking, it looked like a social area and I wondered how to break the ice. I have never been to this club, but judging from this crowd, tonight’s party seemed to have a large turn out. I started to turn towards the bar when saw a cock sticking out of the wall in an adjacent hallway full of guys. It was a big cut cock sticking out of a gloryhole awaiting attention, and now I couldn’t resist myself. I walked over, knelt down, took it into my mouth, and started sucking it eagerly. I rolled my tongue around its head before relaxing my throat and taking as much of it as I could before gagging. I coughed a little and refocussed on its head, sucking its tip feeling the owner flinch at the sensation. This was the first cock I had ever sucked and I started stroking as I knew I liked it while my mouth focused on its head. Suddenly I felt hands on the back of my head pushing me deeper onto the cock and I fought the urge to gag. The cock started thrusting down my throat, and I was held in place by whoever was behind me. Soon I could hear the guy grunt on the other side of the wall and his cock swelled in my mouth. He thrust it forward and started pouring cum straight down the back of my throat. I had only tasted my own cum before, and this man’s was no different. A slightly salty and coppery taste, but delicious nonetheless. Mercifully the hands left the back of my head and I was able to back away from the gloryhole, slipping the cock out of my mouth feeling it drain cum in my mouth as I withdrew. “You’re a good little cocksucker aren’t you?” a guy said walking up to me and jerking his cock. My first taste to cum made me want it even more, and I could feel my cock straining beneath my towel. I opened my mouth showing him the cum left in my mouth before swallowing it, “I do want more.” I informed him. His answer was to take me by the back of the head and feed his cock into my mouth. I let him face fuck me till I put my hand on his shaft and start stroking him and swirling my tongue over its tip. Another guy came up to my left presenting his cock, and I took it in my other hand while I continued to suck the first man. I alternated my mouth to the newcomer’s cock and felt someone pull my towel away, and a finger started probing my ass. I obediently spread my legs and came up of my knees presenting my hole to the stranger, and he massaged it while pushing against my sphincter causing a little bit of pain. “You’re tight.” came his voice from behind me. I took a cock out of my mouth long enough to mumble back, “I’ve never been fucked before.” “Virgin bottom?” the guy who’s dick I was sucking on asked, “I take it you’re here to change that?” “Mmm hmm...” I said around his cock in my mouth as butterflies started to form in my stomach. “Lets go then.” he said and he took his cock out of my mouth and started walking further down the hallway. I followed him, weaving around the gathered men, and nervously stared at his nude backside suddenly realizing I had left my condom back at the gloryhole. It didnt look like he had one either, and I suddenly felt certain he was planning on not wearing one. Holy fuck this was risky, but my nervousness was also lined with anticipation, I wanted this bad, and I stayed close to him as he turned a corner and opened a door. He led me into a room that had a bed in the corner and a sex swing in the middle. He started to push me towards the bed before stopping. “You wanna try the swing tonight?” I felt a quiver of fear move up my spine. Random men, complete strangers, was this what I truly wanted? If he put me in the swing more men might fuck me, and my mind went to one of the many gay porn videos I had watched. The good little bottom in the swing, the top who’s fucking him, I had jerked off imagining myself in this exact position, and right now the rush I was pulling me past the point of reason. Whatever would speed his cock inside of me was okay with me. “Sure.” I replied after a few seconds’ pause. “Okay lets put you in then.” It was a little awkward at first, but soon I was lying back in a swing with my feet up and my ass presented. He tied my hands to my feet which concerned me but soon I stopped caring after he knelt down front of me and started licking my asshole. The sensation of his tongue rimming me was amazing, and slowly but surely he was able to squeeze one, then two fingers inside around his tongue’s attention. I could see him jerking his cock and soon it was rock hard. He took some lube and smeared it on my ass and his cock before probing my hole with its head. And then it happened, with no condom on, and no protest from me, a stranger slid his bare cock into my ass. I could feel a bit of pain as my hole fought its entry, but little by little I could feel it slide in with each push he made. Soon though the pain started to subside and I felt my asshole relax. He started to fuck me deeper and deeper, the swing providing no resistance to his thrusts. Involuntary gasps, grunts, and moans started escaping my lips as I could feel his cock invading me. I decided to squeeze his cock with my sphicter, and he grunted in respnonse and started to pound into me harder. The sensations I could feel were amazing, and and were heightened even more so by seeing his bare cock thrusting into me. It felt so wrong, and [banned word], and i was revelled in the debauchery. I didn’t even know this guy’s name who was fucking me right now, yet I wanted to feel his cock erupt in my ass. By his pace he was close, so I moaned out. “Cum in my ass, breed my fucking hole.” He grunted through clenched teeth and thrust all the way inside of me. I could feel his body tense and suddenly an intense warmth started flooding my bowels. I could feel his cock spasming and I moaned in pure ecstasy, revelling in as much sensation as I could. I felt so full and sated, and the warmth seemed to course through my whole ass. I had my eyes closed when I felt him pull his softening cock out of me and I was about to say something to him when suddenly I felt a different pair if hands grab my legs and a narrower and smaller cock slid into my cum leaking hole. I opened my eyes and saw that a skinny guy with tattoos and pierced nipples was now fucking me. I looked around and realized the room was suddenly filling with guys. An orgy of sorts was breaking out on the bed across the room, but it looked like the sex swing was soon the main attraction as I saw guys watching stroking their cocks. I couldn’t believe how distracted I had been but I guess my moans had garnished attention from the hallway through the open door. Suddenly a cock was thrust into my mouth and I knew I was about to be the cumdump I had seen in many gay porn videos. I knew I had made a mistake, but I was also pretty helpless to stop what was coming. I had let the first man bound my hands, and there was nothing to stop all these men from fucking me. I was terrified, but I couldn’t deny I was thrilled at the same time. That sense of freedom I had felt before watching that pozzing video flooded back into me. There will be a later, but right now the reckless act I was partaking in was unbelievably hot. I moaned and closed my eyes focussing on the cock that was in my mouth and not the big group of men who were about to have their way with me. Soon enough I heard the tattooed guy grunt and thrust forward and shoot his load into me too. I couldn’t feel his cum spraying my bowels that time, but I could definitely feel how much was now inside my ass. A guy I had been sucking took his place at my hole, and another cock replaced him at my mouth. He was a muscular white jock with a big dick and he was jerking his cock furiously. He came up to my hole and started to shoot his load all over it before pushing his erupting cock inside and fucking me. I could feel his cock spasming during his thrusts, and when he pulled out he walked back to me and made me suck his cock again rubbing its juices across the other two cocks already at my mouth. It seemed to be completely drenched in cum, and I could barely taste any trace of my ass as I cleaned all 3 cocks with my tongue. When the next man replaced him, a heavyset man wearing a wedding band, he was able to slide his medium sized cock in without any real resistance. He fucked me in fast strokes, his hairy belly rubbing on my cock with each thrust. He was breathing hard by the time he buried his splurting cock in my ass, and called he called me a ‘dirty little cum slut’ as he emptied his balls. What had diverted most of my attention during that time though was the cock that had been thrust in my face. I had tried and failed to deepthroat it, and I felt a fair amount of apprehension when it left my mouth after the married man had finished cumming in my ass. It was attached to a large muscular black man, and it had to be over 10 inches uncut and thick. He lined up with my hole and without remorse or concern grabbed my thighs and buried his elephant cock in my ass. I cried out as it felt like I was being ripped apart inside, and he fucked me harder and more brutal with each thrust he made. The pain suddenly turned to incredible pleasure when he changed his angle, and his cock started hitting a spot deep in my ass causing my moans to exho throughout the room. All the attention I had been giving to the cocks in my face ended, and I could only spasm in ecstasy while being impaled on this monster cock. He started making loud grunting noises with each thrust he made, and his cock kept hitting that area creating a pressure deep in my ass that I could feel reaching towards a climax. Soon it became more than I could take, and I moaned loudly, eyes bulging wide as I felt my body release. Soon my cock started spewing cum all over my stomach and in my throes my ass squeezed his cock, which felt like it was all the way up into my throat. His he started to pound me harder, viciously ramming his cock in my ass before grunting loudly and flooding his cum inside me. It felt like forever that he kept pumping into me before he was sated, afterwhich he ripped his cock out of my stretched and abused hole and turned around. Dazed, I stared blankly at his muscled back as he walked out of the room, and I could feel a thick wad of cum leak out of my ass and drop onto the floor. My body, still reeling from his monster cock, was given a reprieve when the next man left my mouth and thrust his skinny cock into my ass. It almost didnt register but slowly I felt my hole constricting to this new cock size and my mind could focus on my surroundings again. More men seemed to be coming in and checking out this room, and stealing glances when I could at the bed, it seemed there was another very vocal bottom who was also collecting loads that night too. He was a young man with short blonde hair and he was currently getting fucked by a hispanic man while also sucking off another guy. He seemed to be enjoying himself and immediately guided the next cock into his hole after the hispanic man stepped back sated. I could see cum dripping out of his ass and I watched in morbid curiousity temporarily detached from my own body despite the cock that was currently hungrily fucking me currently. I closed my eyes and emptied my head of thoughts, and time started to blur. For the next half hour or so I lost count of the number of loads I took, but soon I offered no resistance and was simply a hole for the men to blow their loads into. I would stare blankly at the guy attached to the next cock fucking me and I’d clench my sphicter randomly which seemed to always make them cum faster. I was still enjoying each load I took, but this was turning into a marathon and I wanted to do anything to shorten the line of cocks still waiting their turn. As soon as I felt one cock finish pumping into me a new guy would use the previous man’s cum as lube to slide in my ravaged hole and the process would repeat itself. Most would cum in or on my ass, but others shot their loads in my mouth or face. Soon my eyelashes started sticking together, especially after that last cock, attached to a young skinny black man who had been jerking it wildly had sprayed his load all over my face. He had mostly missed my gaping mouth that I had presented him, and I had to blink a few times to remove a salty sting in my eye. Finally, after I was covered in sweat, and almost shaking, the last man pulled his spent cock from my mouth and his load pooled on my tongue. After all the cocks that night, cum had lost its taste, and I swallowed it almost on reflex. I closed my eyes enjoying the break I had earned, and remained motionless as I listened to the man walk out and close the door. My head was buzzing and my ass felt swollen and sore. I did a test push with my sphincter and felt more cum leak out of it. How many loads did I take? I honestly couldn’t remember. I just knew it had been many, and now I had dozens of stranger’s loads in me. This was crazy, it felt like a dream, I had been so reckless. I felt so dirty and used, and just well, a clump dump. Guaranteed I need to visit the clinic tomorrow I decided. Once the dizziness subsided I started examining the swing, and began to ponder how to get out. I did a couple of test pulls on my bonds, but realized pretty fast I wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon. I heard the door open, and I saw another man enter and close the door behind him. He was a tall, skinny man in his late 40s or so, and he grabbed my head and stuck his pierced cock into my mouth. I sucked it feeling it start to grow to its full 7 inches and marvelled at how thick of a gauge his PA was as my tongue explored it. It was a big metal barbell with a sharp pointed head on it, and I could feel it rub heavily on my tongue as he throat fucked me. My eyes however were drawn to something on his stomach below his naval; I could see he had a biohazard tattoo. He took his cock out of my mouth and walked around inspecting all the of cum that had accumulated on the dark floor under still leaking asshole. “Well isn’t this an interesting scenario?” He smirked, jerking his cock. “you couldn’t stop me if you wanted to.” Hanging in the swing with my legs in the air and my hands tied, I didn’t seem to be in a position to argue. “You’re POZ.” I said more to myself than to him. “Think I’m the first one?” he asked “But yes I’m highly virulent.” ”What does that mean?” ”It means take I take no meds, my seed is as toxic as they come.” He almost boasted I shuddered, reality setting in. This was that one video I had jerked off to incarnated, and that same feeling of curiosity returned. If what he said was true anyways, I may already had been fucked by someone else who had HIV, but this was affirmation with someone who revelled in the fact. It terrified me, but still I felt my cock twitch. This was a, ‘left turn down a dead end alley at 90 miles an hour‘ move, but somehow I couldn’t deny, that at this very moment, I wanted it. To get fucked by such a man was insanity, yet despite my best judgment, I felt like I was already past the precipice. His cock seemed like the abyss, and I was already inside, so what was the point of stopping now? Christ what was I saying, this is insane! The whole situation was already surreal, I had been fucked already by so many random strangers, I had to admit I was already past the brink. And now, if I took his poz load, I’d never feel such a rush again in my life. I’m already going to the clinic tomorrow... “.....Okay.” I said in a quiet voice. ”You’re sure?” He asked “Yes.” I said eyeing the tattoo. “Then get me hard again then you little slut.” He said putting his cock back in my mouth. I sucked it and I felt a sense of fear hit me as I felt his cock stiffen fully in my mouth. His thick piercing made me think about its sharp head inside me and what damage it could do. This was insane, and I felt a quiver of fear when he pulled out of my mouth walked around and pointed his bare cock at my hole. It was at that point I changed my mind, holy fuck theres no way, and I opened my mouth to tell him to stop. My words however died on my tongue when I cried out instead from the intense pain of his piercing sliding into my ass. The sensation I felt made me think of that big black bull who felt like he tore me up inside; this guy’s cock, though smaller, was on fire. I could feel his piercing acutely spreading the burning up my ass with each stroke he made before mercifully I felt his balls slap my ass as he bottomed out. He began fucking me in short fast strokes and the pain thankfully subsided to a dull ache as he built a rhythm. A part of me was screaming inside, but I knew it was far too late to go back now. I watched in morbid curiousity as his cock slid in and out of my ass, and his tattoo flexed with his thrusts. I felt his rhythm increase and I saw the same expression on his face I had seen on many men’s faces that night as they approached their climax. A rush of euphoria hit me and suddenly a sense of recklessness asended. I found myself clenching my ass despite the pain it caused. I wanted it, fuck the consequences, I wanted him to shoot his dirty seed inside me. I never felt so raw in my life, and I moaned as I felt his cock swell. My ass felt like it was on fire, his piercing tearing me up inside, but all I could think of was the load I wanted to take. “Oh fuck... oh please, cum inside me.” I moaned out. ”You want it don’t you, you want my load of HIV.” He mocked as he rammed his cock harder sending a juddering of pain from his piercing. ”Yes give it to me, I want it deep.” Every nerve ending was on fire, my brain was euphoric, I couldn’t even register what I was saying, I just wanted him to shoot his dirty seed in me, my whole body was tensed in anticipation. ”You want AIDS?” He asked ramming his cock into my hole, “say you want my cum” I threw back my head and through clenched teeth I groaned, “Give it to me, I want it, I want it soooo bad.” ”Say you want AIDS.” I felt his cock swell, time seemed to slow down and I could feel his body tense. My ass was on fire, and he was still ramming me hard. My eyes went to his tattoo, flexing with his thrusts, his bare cock invading my ass, but I had already made up my mind, fuck the consequences... “..... I want AIDS.” ”Then take that poz cum faggot!!” “Ooooh....... fuuuck......” I moaned as I felt his cock erupt deep in my ass. Despite all the other loads in there, I could feel his first volley shoot into me. It seemed to burn into my bowels and I let out a startled gasp at the sensation. He was shooting a poz load right now; this was no video, there was no actors, this was real life, and a guy with HIV was breeding my ass. I could feel my body quiver in reaction to every thrust he made, and the cum I could still feel flooding into me. I could count 3 splurts hitting my guts already, and he started fucking me even harder as the 4th left his tip, cum accumulating on the side of his shaft till I could see his pubic hairs become matted. His piercing still sent fire down my spine, especially when his cock momentarily slipped out, and he roughly rammed it back into me painfully tearing my ass in the process. Soon though I could feel his cock softening and he let it deflate in my ass as he caught his breath. I moaned as he slowly pulled out, squeezing his cock and milking every last drop inside. I could feel his piercing raking its way out of my ravaged asshole, and it was throbbing when it finally left. I felt a twinge of guilt and horror as my whole ass felt corrupted, and I could see blood stains were left on the white towel he used to clean himself up afterwards. He left without offering another word other than a parting “Enjoy” as he walked out the door... 5 minutes later another man pulled his spent cock from my ass adding his load to his buddy’s whom he had come in with. I didn’t say anything to them about that POZ load I took before, and my brain morbidly wanted more cum to somehow dilute it. Luckily though they did untie my hands afterwards and I felt the room. I hit the showers and washed every part of my body. I could feel cum rolling down my leg and I tried to push out as much as possible. Man did my ass hurt, and I needed to go home and away from this place. I left, got into my car, and drove back towards my house and reality.

Yesterday at the local Adult Store Arcade. Went around noon, covered the screen with my hoodie, pulled my shorts down to expose my big smooth ass in my black jockstrap. Bent over the chair and spread my legs. Didn't even take 5 minutes before the first guy just slide in me. He came in me and left. As he was walking out I heard another guy say " did you cum in him, hot it's my turn" I barely had enough time to get myself repositioned on the chair and he was already sliding in me. That went on for about an hour, I didn't really count, but it was safe to say 11.. lol. Slowed down a little after that, about 10 mins nutes went by and nothing, until I felt a finger slide in me. This guy ate my ass for almost 15 minutes pausing only to finger me a little. Her finished himself off on my ass then left. 4 more guys came in my booth and helped themselves dumping their hot loads in my ass. Needless to say it was a good day, one ass eating, a long with 15 decent sized dicks cumming in me. I felt like a proper cumdump..

I fucked 5 guys and bred 2 of them at Steam last night. I had 2 guys fuck me, but didn't think I got bred until I woke up to a massive cum fart around 6 am.

just took an anon load off of a grindr dude. I was blindfolded on my knees huffing popers waiting for him. he walked in, promptly got his dick out and I went to town on him getting him rock hard. Sucked him for a while until he was ready for my ass. The poppers had me ready for him, so he slid in easily. pounded me for about 10 min before he went deep and shot his load in me. Put my plug in as soon as he pullled out so keep his load in me. 😉

I'd argue against this because the average American doesn't view things as "Crisis Cult". Most of us want to go to work, come home to families, make a decent wage and just want peace, law & order. What we had before this back into late 2020 were "mostly peaceful protests" (which involved burning and looting and lawlessness); the FBI treating parents concerned about their kids as domestic terrorists when they complain about young girls being assaulted in a girls bathroom; being more concerned about the fate of criminals entering the US rather than the victims of crime who were citizens; and, just too many other things that were 'a bridge too far' for quite a few people. I partially agree with this, since Americans want their elected officials to work in the interests of the country. And few of them do. I'm not far-right or far-left but somewhere in the center. That describes most people in the US outside of the major cities. My district voted very overwhelmingly for Trump because for good, bad or indifferent, he could articulate positions that resonated with Americans. Democrats? Well, they shoved Harris at us and struggled to articulate a vision. At least one that wasn't "hate Trump". I could ask the question of what they support and their overall popularity rate but we all know how that is. Hell, Democrats are admitting that their messaging is awful, but they seem to be offering more of the same thing that didn't work. So I don't know if everyone saw the outcomes published on these "major crowds", but quite a few bloggers pointed out some oddities. One, they were all reading from the same script. Literally, Written down word-for-word talking points. Second, many of them are paid protestors and they've been to a variety of these protests for various reasons. Same people, different city every day. Do they actually know or believe in what they're protesting, or are they protesting as long as the cash is flowing? Third, when you ask many of them what they're protesting, a lot are just angry but can't explain the anger or articulate it well. I watched the protestors by my local Tesla dealer. A couple anti-Musk or anti-Tesla signs, and then a lot of other signs. I was really waiting for someone to hold up "Pay toilets are fascist" because it lacked a cohesive message. Gonna protest? Super. Just make sure people come away with a resonant message while they drive by at 55 mph. Some good points though. Have you seen the Bill Maher monologue on dinner with Trump? Surprising and Maher is a liberal. By the way, I'll stop here. Be well.

Heading straight (LoL😂) down the path to man sex heaven. Can't wait to find out which way he goes Top, bottom or versatile. I think he's a "little shit" of a kid, hanging off his brother. I hope he gets his cunt fucked bad & filled by the the guys there. Needs to be taught a lesson, not to go where he's not wanted.

Loved to read all of them but number 3 is my favorite! Keep up the good work! I'll be reading all of your stories 😉

Thanks for all your kind comments. Im glad youre enjoying the story. I just wanted to write something that ticked all my boxes 🙂 so its hot to see there are other guys who are into the slow build too. Havent decided if I should end the story soon and start something new or just see where this could go long term. Thanks for reading! Part 9 We lay like that for a while. Making out softly and holding onto each other. He stayed inside me just like I asked. I saw and felt his first load gush out of me when he pulled out and I wanted this one to stay in me. I wanted my body to absorb his cum so that he became part of me. It was strange to think that only one day before I was a total virgin who had never done anything and now I was beginning a life as a bottom who only took cock raw and who only wanted loads shot deep in me. Mr. Kelly of all people did that. He was so hot but before that day I only thought of him as a math teacher I used to have. Everything can change so fast. He finally did pull out and only a little leaked out as he did. He told me to jump in the shower again and he'd order some food so we had the energy to keep the night going. Soon enough we were back in his bed. He handed me his laptop again and asked me to choose. Then he grabbed the pipe and took a hit. It had been a while now since our last hit so the effect was totally worn off on him. I still had some of the effects probably because it had been my first time and because he had me take so many more hits. But I was ready to get high again. He put the pipe to my mouth and I took three big hits before I settled on a video and played it on his TV. It was a group scene. It looked like 5 or 6 guys all making out at the start of the scene. They were all already naked. "This is one of my favorites" he said as he blew out the cloud from the hit he had just taken. He leaned over and put the pipe to my mouth. As I took the hit, he put his mouth to my ear. "Is this the kind of scene you want to try sometime son? Wait until the fucking starts." And as if he memorized the scene, one of the guys went to the bed at the center of the room and got on his back with his legs up. All of the other men gathered around him. "Is this a group with just one bottom?" "Yes. Do you like that idea?" I didn't answer right away. One of the men was rimming the bottom while another was making out with him. I could only think how hot it would be to have that done to me. He put the pipe to my mouth again. As I took the smoke into my lungs he said "Remember to hold it in son. Make this one a big one. I really want you to feel this deep." I did as he said and even when I felt my lungs were full I tried to take in a little more. I nodded and he pulled the pipe away and I held my breath. "Now when you're ready to let it out I want you to let it out through your nose. You'll feel more of the hit that way." I nodded as the tingling started again. This was going to feel good. It was my first day of smoking T but I could already tell what a good hit was. I exhaled through my nose and a huge cloud of smoke built around my face and down my chest. "Thats it son. Fuck that's hot watching my boy get high like that." It hit me. I started shaking and tilted my head back as I rested it against the wall. "Fffffffuuuck dad...." This was the best hit I think I had yet. For good measure, he put the pipe back up to my mouth and I took another big hit. "I want you to keep practicing blowing it out of your nose. You see the difference dont you son?" I nodded as I sucked on the pipe. He took a hit right after me and I tried to hold my breath with him. I exhaled out my nose first but he did while smoke was still building around me. He turned my face to his and we were kissing again. Animals, dad and son, pressing our mouths and bodies against each other like we couldn't get close enough. The movie got louder. Lots more moaning and a lot of "fuck yeah." I turned to look at the screen and the bottom was getting fucked. One of the guys had put the bottoms legs around his waist and leaned down to make out with him while he fucked him. They were holding onto each other like their lives depended on it. Like if they let go they would lose the pleasure that their moans and heavy breathing said they were feeling right then. But even though he hadnt cum yet the top pulled away and out of the bottom and another guy from the group stepped in and did the same thing. He pushed his hard raw cock into the bottom with a moan from both and then he pressed his body down as they started making out with the same passion as the first guy. "What are you thinking? This is something you want isn't it? You want to be the center of attention? Have tops treat you like their boy? Loving you by sharing you this way?" I just nodded. "That looks so hot" I said as I looked back at him. "It looks like it would hurt after a while though. All those cocks?" A third top was fucking the bottom now. "But I just love how they all make out with him when theyre fucking him." "Yes son. I knew you would like that. I love making out with you. I can tell that it makes you want cock so much more when a man is making love to your mouth too. You wrap your arms around me a little tighter when we kiss. You know you can still be the center of a group that doesnt have as many tops." He grabbed the pipe and lit it again putting it to my mouth. We both took two more hits. "I have to refill this pipe again. I'll be right back." He got up and walked out with the pipe. "Your cloth bag is on your desk" I called after him from the bed but he kept walking. The tops all took their turns but no one came. Then the last top pulled the bottom up to his feet. All of the guys moved from the bed to a long couch. All of the tops sat down and the bottom went to one of them and stood up on the couch before lowering himself on the tops cock. They started making out again while the other tops watched and jerked off. Mr. Kelly came back into the room with the pipe. He was still hard as steel. "I forgot that I left the bag in here." He chuckled. "You didn't hear me say that when you walked out?" He just shook his head as he filled the pipe with more of the crystals. Then he lit the pipe and took the first hit. He came over to the bed as he held the hit and leaned down above my cock and blew the cloud onto it as he put me in his mouth. It didnt feel really different but there was something about seeing my cock in this mans mouth as smoke built up around his face and my cock. He lifted his head and looked at me. "You like that?" I just smiled. "You have such a cute smile son." His words could get me so horny for him. He sat back next to me again and handed me the pipe and torch. "I want you to try taking a hit yourself. You're ready for it." I tried to do what I saw him do. I had to try the torch a couple times since the flame didn't trigger with the click the first time. "Now don't get it too close. You don't want to burn it." I pulled the flame a safe distance and then started to see the smoke starting to form. I put my mouth to the pipe and kept the torch going like he had. "That's right. Yup yup yup yup." I started to laugh and coughed up the smoke. I couldn't control myself in the moment. "What happened? Are you ok?" I was still laughing. "Do you realize that's exactly what you would say when we would have to go up to the board and explain the homework problems? That was just a funny time for that throwback." He laughed with me but told me to take a proper hit this time. I lit the pipe and as I put it to my mouth to take the hit, he leaned into me closer and put his mouth up to my ear. "You like that don't you? That your old teacher is here getting you high and breeding you with his huge loads of cum? Did you ever think when you were sitting in my class that a couple years later I would have my thick raw cock deep in you? I wanted you then too. Thinking about your smooth tight body under me and my hard bare dad cock pushing into you and feeling you from the inside." I was just mesmerized by his voice and seeing the bottom in the video moving from one tops lap to another that I wasnt even paying attention to how big the hit was until I started letting some of the smoke out through my nose while I was still taking the hit. "That's right Jake. This is a fat fucking hit. Get high for Mr. Kelly. Get high for your dad." I handed him the pipe as I held the hit. He took a hit of his own as I began to let the hit out of my nose. I was getting even higher than I was before. I was floating and at the same time I could feel that hunger building through the stirring in my cock and the yearning at my hole. He put the pipe down and turned my face to his and kissed me. As I opened my mouth to his he blew his hit into my mouth and I took it in. He pulled away and told me to hold that hit in. Combined with the hit I had just done I knew this was going to put me in a place I hadn't been yet. I let it go and could feel my whole body giving itself over to the high. He was rubbing my chest and abs. "I love seeing you like this. So fucking hot." Just then his phone rang. He went over to his desk. "Fuck. Do you mind? I should get this." I just nodded. I was too high to know what to say. He walked out into the living room. I turned my attention back to the screen. The bottom was laying on the ground on his back again. One of the tops was lying on top of him. I loved how much making out there was. I always thought in a group scene that the bottoms were just treated like holes to fuck and nothing else. That never really appealed to me. This movie though was something I never imagined. The top inside and on top of him started to moan louder in the bottoms mouth. His thrusts became harder like he was trying to get deeper inside. And then that thrust that made it clear he was cumming inside the bottom. His back was arched as he tried to get as deep as he could. And then his body had those spasms like he was still shooting. He stayed inside the bottom as they continued to make out. This was so hot. I was stroking my half hard cock and started to tease my hole with my finger with my legs spread wide on Mr. Kelly's big bed. I was thinking about Mr. Kelly's body on top of me with his hard cock pressed against my hole. I arched my back with my eyes closed feeling that high going through me as I thought about the thick head pushing into my tight smooth hole. "Holy fuck that is a hot sight to walk in on." This was a different voice. Not Mr. Kelly's. I was jolted out my head as I opened my eyes and looked up. My hands were still between my legs and my legs spread apart. "Mr. Miller?! What the fuck?" My current history teacher was standing at the door with Mr. Kelly and one more guy that I recognized but couldnt figure out how. I was coming out of my high. This was freaking me out. "Wh-- wh-- whats going on? What the fuck?"

I have always felt entitled to using a bottom. Don’t know why, I am wired that way. It is like it was the natural order of things, for me to take and for others to offer their holes or at least be submissive enough to not offer resistance as I wreck their holes while I get My pleasure