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Long time reader, first time contributor. Hope you enjoy, this is a mostly true story. ____________________________________________________________________ I was 22 years old before I understood that I was gay. I put that fully on my repressed religious upbringing where even mentioning "sex" was [banned word] in my house. But once I discovered what those odd feelings in my gut meant when I saw a large bulge, or a strong, masculine man, it was not long before I was spending a lot of time searching for encounters with men that would bring me the kind of satisfaction I had been craving. At first, I wasn't very picky at all, and my desperation for sex overshadowed any other thoughts I had about the guys I met. And I will admit that my naivete was probably a turn-on for some of the older men who were all too happy to take advantage of me. It was very obvious after one or two meet-ups that I was a bottom, and knowing just enough about gay history, I knew that condoms were important and that I should never hook up without them. I was still on my parents' insurance so there was no way I could get prep without them knowing, and since I wasn't "out" to them yet, condom sex was really the only option I could think of. The next year, I was almost finished with college, but my studies weren't going especially well, at least in part because of all the time I spent looking for sex. I eventually found a couple of regulars but even still, I was almost constantly searching for more. We always used condoms. One night, I had a few drinks in my dorm room which made me horny so I messaged one of the guys, Jake, to see what he was up to. After a few minutes, he responded that he was already going to meet up with someone that night. I figured that meant no time for me and started looking for some porn to jack off too when another message came through. "He says it'd be hot if you came over too. What do you think?" I had never been with more than one guy before and was a little nervous about it, but I said that would be fun if he could pick me up on the way since I had been drinking. A short while later, I got the message to head outside and get in the car. The drive was quiet, my nerves were getting the better of me, but I was committed at that point since I couldn't make my own way back to the dorms. The house we pulled up to was out of the way, tucked in a quiet corner of a rural neighborhood. After we parked, Jake sent a quick message on his phone and we headed up to the door which opened just before we got there. The man standing in the doorway was older, probably in his 50s, but in decent shape. His head was shaved and he had a short beard, but what really caught my attention was the fact that he wasn't wearing any pants. He had answered the door in a pair of black briefs that did nothing to hide the large bulge in his pants. I couldn't take my eyes off it, and he chuckled, "Guess you like what you see? Come in already." Jake and I walked inside and the man introduced himself as Tim and offered us each a drink. Still nervous, and now embarrassed that he had caught me staring, I took him up on his offer and he poured me a stiff whiskey coke which I downed pretty quickly. There was some of the typical smalltalk while Tim waited for me to calm down a bit, and every once in a while, he would give Jake a look, some sort of exchange happening without words. Pretty soon, Jake came over to me and started pulling on my shirt. Loosened up by the drink, I started to get into it and was happy when he started to kiss me passionately. Kissing always gets me going like nothing else and it wasn't long before both of us were naked, exploring each others bodies with our hands. Tim sat down close to us, stroking himself lightly and every once in a while he'd say something like "yeah, that's hot" or even just slight moans. Jake pushed me down on the couch and guided my mouth to his dick which had grown to its full 7 inches. I don't have great oral skills, but I always try my best. Jake held onto my head and tried to fuck my mouth, making me gag at the intrusion but he was getting nice and wet from my spit. I could taste the light saltiness of his precum on my tongue and eagerly slurped it down, swallowing what was there. I knew there wasn't much risk of anything just from sucking him. After a few more minutes of that, he told me to lay down and positioned himself between my legs. He grabbed a condom from his pants, rolled it onto his dick, and lined himself up with my hole. Tim stood up and walked over to me. The bulge I had seen earlier was nothing compared to what I was seeing now. That thing had to be over 9 inches, way more than I had ever had before. He reached under my head with a pillow to help me keep it up more and then guided my mouth to his cock. Jake and Tim both started to push into me at the same time and soon I was opening up on both ends. I had never felt anything like that before and I found myself so turned on that I started moaning, clearly enjoying the treatment. "Yeah, just like that. You like taking both of us? Fuck him Jake," Tim said. I could see Jake grinning and he pushed all the way in, bottoming out inside my ass and giving me that full feeling I loved. He started to move in and out of me, increasing speed until he found a good rhythm. I kept sucking Tim, trying to get more and more of him into my mouth and massaging his balls. Whenever I drink, I turn into the guy who gets worried whether everyone in the room is having a good time, and I wanted to make sure that he was enjoying it as much as I was so I sucked him with enthusiasm. We kept this up for a few minutes when suddenly Jake stopped, and pulled out abruptly. "Crap, the condom broke." He pulled the condom off and held it up, it had clearly split at the end. As he did this, the tip of his raw dick dropped and ended up pressed lightly against my hole, but he didn't make a move to push it in. It felt... so good! As he moved, it rubbed against my opening, slick with lube and spit. I started to feel even more turned on than before but wasn't sure what to do next. "Do you have another?" I asked tentatively. "You guys have fucked before, right?" Tim asked. "I don't have any condoms in the house, do you really want to stop?" Jake let out an involuntary whimper, just enough for me to hear, and pushed just a little towards me. In my drunken state, I was finding it hard to concentrate through the sensations of his dick against my hole and let out a moan despite myself. "We don't have to keep going..." Jake offered, but it was clear that's not what he wanted. All this time, he was still rubbing against my hole, which was driving me into a frenzy, and the scent of Tim's cock still right in front of my face wasn't helping. "Uh... it's fine. Don't stop." I gave in. Jake looked up at Tim with a big grin and immediately pushed all the way inside me. I couldn't believe how easy it was to take him all the way. I opened up like never before. And the feeling... it was a whole new experience. I had never considered that it might feel different without a condom but this was amazing. I gasped in ecstasy and my hole involuntarily clenched around him. "Oh my god, that feels so good man! Your hole is so much better like this." Jake started fucking me harder, getting closer and closer to cumming. Tim pushed back into my mouth and I was overcome by all the sensations. I think I kind of blacked out for a bit, not sure if it was the booze, the sex, or some combination of both, but I lost all track of time. Suddenly, Jake started to tense up and he sped up his rhythm. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" He said, still pounding away at my hole. "Do it, fuck his ass!" Tim encouraged him. Next thing I knew, Jake groaned loudly and pushed all the way in, holding tight to my hips and shaking. I could feel his cock twitching inside me and knew that he was cumming. All at once, it was like something broke inside me, and I knew that I would be chasing that feeling for the rest of my life. It was so much better than any sex I had had up to that point, and I loved the feeling of him leaking inside me. "You did great, boy." Tim patted me on the head as he started to move around to Jake. He grabbed Jakes shoulders and slowly pulled him back, his cock slipping out of me with a slight pop. "My turn." I started to get up. I didn't know anything about Tim and I wasn't sure that I wanted him to be inside me bareback, but Jake gently pushed me back down and said "It's ok, you're going to love it." Tim lined up against my hole and started to push. I clenched against the intrusion, worried about the risk with a complete stranger, but my hole was weak from Jake's fucking and it slowly started opening up despite my best efforts. "That's it, open up for me. Just let me in, it'll be so good." Tim's persistence started to pay off and the tip of his dick passed through my first sphincter. I tried again to pull away but he and Jake were holding onto me and I couldn't move enough to get him out of me. I tried pushing him out with my ass, but when I did Tim leaned forward and another couple inches of him slid into me. "Nice, that feels amazing. Keep pushing like that!" I started to feel dizzy and between that and the amazing sensation in my ass, I couldn't help but moan and my head fell back onto the pillow. "Yeah, that's good. Just relax, you can take it all," Tim sighed as he continued pushing his length into me. I could feel myself opening up and between the lube, spit, and Jake's cum still inside me, it wasn't long before Tim was as far as he could go. Or so I thought... "Hold on boy, there's still more," he almost whispered and he shifted his hips against me. I could feel the pressure building inside of me and thought I was going to be split in two, when suddenly something inside me moved and the pressure released. I yelped at the new sensation and Tim said "Fuck! That's it, I'm past the curve now." Jake cheered him on, rubbing my head and trying to reassure me. "Boy, that ass feels so good and I'm so deep, not gonna last long. Jake, you lubed him up good for me," Tim said and started rocking his hips against me, sliding easily in and out of my slick ass. My brain felt like it was short-circuiting, like I couldn't form full thoughts against the feelings deep inside me. And as much as I didn't want to admit it, I loved the way it felt. Tim was bigger than anyone I had ever had, and the full feeling I got with him all the way inside me was intoxicating. "Mmph, nice and broken in now! Feel how wet that is? You've got a lot of my precum in you already, and I'm gonna put this load so deep in you, it's never coming out! After this, you'll never want to use a condom again," Tim tried to take his time, pausing frequently to try and hold off his orgasm, but all the talk along with the feeling in my ass was clearly getting him worked up. Pretty soon, he stopped talking and his breathing got heavy. "Oh fuck... here it comes!" Tim grabbed my throat, looked deep into my eyes, and with one final thrust, he pushed all the way in again and I could feel that pulse of his muscles contracting, shooting his cum deep inside me. He collapsed down onto my chest and I realized I had cum at some point during the fucking. I had been so carried away I didn't even notice. I was completely overwhelmed after taking two loads inside me, but I knew that Tim was right and I would probably never use a condom again. Still inside me, Tim leaned forward and forced his tongue into my mouth, kissing me fiercely. I couldn't help but get into it and soon I was kissing him back just as passionately. After a few minutes, he had softened enough that he slipped out of me, but before he stood up, he leaned in and whispered just to me, "Jake should be thanking you, you saved him tonight. I just pumped a massive 7-day toxic load deep inside you, knocked you up good boy. Your ass is mine forever." The End

let me cum in you

I took my last two loads on Saturday last 8/23/25. It was a hook up off off grindr. I started talking with this hot guy and after 10 mins he sends me his location and tells me he can host. I drove about 15 minutes and arrived at his place and we immediately go into his bedroom. He brings up status right away asking if I was negative and on prep. I told him yes. He replied the reason I ask is. He was positive and detectable. I was put off at first. He said that he understood if I wanted to leave. But I stayed. I liked the guy and I figured we'd talk awhile and the mood would pass. But it didn't, he pulled out his uncut cock, it was very nice, about 6-7 inches but as thick as a coke can. I started suck him. After a 5 or so minutes, he got up and started pulling off my pants. Before I knew it my ass was in the air and he squirted some lube and he slid right in. It felt amazing. He fucked me doggy while then rolled me over holding my legs high in the air and started pounding me again. We fucked like that awhile then he pulled out and turned around pushed my legs down folded me all most in half and pushed his cock in my again and started raising up and down. Few minutes later he turned around grabbed my ankles. He entered me and said I'm all most there. I said Ok. He then thrusted deep and moaned. He gave me a four day load. We talked about 15 minutes or so and asked if I would drive him to the store so I did. While he went in I stayed in the car waiting. I could feel his load running out of my ass, it was a huge turn on. He got back into the car and I told him. He thought it was so hot. He made a phone call and was talking with the person then asked if I would take him there. So I did. He told me to come up to the apt. with him. When we got to the door the guy answered and we went in. The guy was a friend of my new friend and wasn't long we were all naked. I was sucking of the first guy and the new guy was barebacking me. He was about 7" cut to very nice head on him. Ted was the first guys name he tells me Manny (the new guy) was newly positive with a HVL. The words are barely out of his mouth when Manny cums deep in my ass. We spend the rest of the day fucking. I got two more loads from each. It was a great fun filled day. We already made plans for next weekend. Can't wait.

He wasn’t. Drew has now sucked him off several times. We’ve had a few 3somes where Drew’s Dad and Daddy (me) have shot our loads in his mouth. He’s also watched me fuck Drew a few times. I tell him how good Drew’s arse is and he should try it. Last time I pulled out and guided him towards Drew’s hole. His cock touched Drew’s hole but he backed out at the last second. Drew wants both his Dads to breed him so I’m hoping unit will happen.

I can't believe it's been nearly a year already. Although they do say that time flies when you're having fun, and I've been having A LOT of fun, so perhaps I shouldn't be so surprised. On October 28th last year, my friends threw their annual Hallowe'en party. They usually invite around 20 people, and some go all out with their costumes while others show up in regular attire. Knowing the crowd that would be there, I had swiped a medical gown from my doctor's office while I was there for my physical. I intended to walk around all night with it tied behind my neck but otherwise open all the way down. In a more genteel setting I might have worn a pair of boxers underneath, but I knew this crowd would get a kick out of seeing my bare ass all night. And those who didn't, fuck 'em! I got to their house about an hour after the party's start time, and was the first to arrive. I was wearing regular clothes to avoid scandalizing the neighbors. Dave and Mark moved to a snooty, very 'Christian conservative' neighborhood a few years ago, and as much as I knew they did so in part to make a point, still I didn't want to cause any trouble. I rang the doorbell and Dave answered. He and Mark took a lot of pride in their party, and so it was no surprise that he was decked out in a suit straight out of the 1920s, complete with a toy Tommy gun slung over his shoulder. I could see the disappointment on his face when he saw me in regular street clothes. "Al Capone?" I asked. He nodded in reply. "And you're - Jay?" There was a tiny note of irritation in his voice. "I'm about to be 'Patient Jay'," I said. "Let me run to the bathroom real quick." On my way to the lavatory I passed Dave's husband Mark. "Dave's not going to be happy about that outfit," he remarked. "Nope, he's not," I replied. "I'm heading to change now, don't worry!" A few minutes later I emerged from the bathroom, naked as the day I was born except for the thin cotton of the medical gown. I was still the only guest there, so I headed for the kitchen to see if I could help set up. Dave and Mark were both distracted, placing plate after plate of party food on the kitchen island. "What do you think?" I asked from the doorway. As they turned to look in my direction, I spun in a circle so they could get the full effect. Both burst out laughing. "I love it!" cried Dave. "I knew you wouldn't disappoint!" The doorbell rang, and as Mark walked to the foyer, Dave turned on some music. They have an amazing whole-home setup that lets them stream music from their phone to speakers all over the house. The opening notes of 'Monster Mash' blared from a speaker mounted under a kitchen cabinet. So began a steady stream of guests, and within an hour most of the 20 invitees had arrived. The house buzzed with conversation and laughter as the drinks flowed freely and the plates on the kitchen island were slowly emptied. Many of Dave and Mark's friends were couples, but they had invited three other single guys besides me. One of them was Sankar, a mid-30s tech engineer. He had worn a half-assed costume that consisted of a green skull cap and a bright orange-red shirt with the Sriracha logo on it. I had never met him before, but I had heard through the grapevine - otherwise known as Dave and Mark - that he was nicely hung and loved to fuck bareback. Being a 'raw is law' bottom myself, I knew I had to get to know him. He was standing quietly in a corner of the dining room, holding a beer and looking less than enthused. I meandered through the crowd and positioned myself next to him. Leaning over, I introduced myself. "I'm Jay," I said, trying not to scream in his ear but wanting him to hear me over the noise of the party. "Sankar," he responded. "Nice costume." "Thanks!" I replied, then spun around to give him a glimpse of my tight bubble ass. His eyes lit up. "That's the best thing I've seen all night," he said with a smile. "Let's see it again." I spun around again for his amusement. When I came face to face with him once more, he had unzipped his pants and had pulled out his cock. Still soft, it was at least seven inches long and four inches around. My mouth began to salivate and my hole gave an involuntary twitch. "I'm nine-and-a-half inches hard," he said, looking me straight in the eye with a smirk, "and it's thick. Think you can handle it?" I was no novice at bottoming, and while he was on the larger side his cock was not the biggest I had ever taken in my ass. "Oh yeah," I replied. "Just one thing," he said, the tone in his voice becoming more serious, "I'm poz and detectable, so I only fuck with a condom unless you're on prep." His revelation caught me a little off guard, though not in a bad way. In fact, I felt my own cock stiffen at the news. I was a raw-is-law bottom for a reason, and had never once taken prep. Yet after thousands of random, anonymous encounters with men I met on my travels all over the country, I had yet to receive the 'gift' I so desperately craved. Dave and Mark knew I was chasing the virus, and I found myself wondering now, did they know his status? Perhaps they did, and had invited him in the hopes I might hit it off with him? I glanced around the room hoping to find one or both of them watching as I chatted up Sankar, but neither was in sight. I turned back to my new friend. "I've been on prep for years," I lied through my teeth. If Dave and Mark did know his status, they had obviously not told him that I was a bug chaser. "Cool," was his only reply. Standing before him as I was, I blocked the view of his cock from everyone else, so I was the only one who could see the massive slab of meat hanging from his fly. He looked past me to check the crowd, then spit in his hand and slowly rubbed his cock. Instantly, it began to grow. I suddenly grew light-headed and I had butterflies in my stomach. "Turn around," he said matter-of-factly, placing one hand on my hip and gently goading me to do his bidding. My heart was pounding and my palms were sweaty, but I readily complied. A little more spit, rubbed first on his cock and then onto my hole. He pushed the gown aside and guided me back toward him until I could feel the tip gently press against my asshole. I looked around at the crowd, and all seemed oblivious to what was going on in our little corner. More than one of the other guests - okay, most of them - had watched me get fucked on one or more occasions, and in a few cases I had opened my holes to them. Coupled with the fact that I had been having sex in adult theaters, video booths and public rooms for a few decades, I had no inhibition when it came to having an audience. I grabbed the back of one of the dining room chairs to steady myself as Sankar began to press his cock harder against my hole. My years of fun with large cocks paid off; the tip popped inside, and he grabbed both my hips and pulled me backward onto him. FUCK! It felt so good! I let out an involuntary moan that was just slightly - okay, a lot - louder than the music, and a few of the nearer guests looked over in our direction. "All right! A show!" one of them called out, drawing attention from even more of the partygoers. Soon the dining room was filled to capacity, with guys in various stages of inebriation goading us on. My ass had opened easily for Sankar's huge cock, and I happily bounced up and down, savoring the sense of being stretched wide with each thrust. He was holding me by my hips and I now had both hands on the back of the chair, using it as leverage to slam my pelvis against his and milk that wonderful toxic load from his balls. My mind began to go blank in what I like to refer to as a 'fuck fog', a state in which I am completely focused on the sensation of getting fucked and my only thought is of the rich, creamy reward I'm working for. As I descended into the haze, I caught a glimpse of Mark and Dave, standing at the front of the group of onlookers. The last thing I saw before I totally gave in was the two of them clinking their drink glasses together in a toast. Sankar's hips slapped against my ass with every thrust. In my mind's eye I could see the tiny drops of viral pre-cum already dribbling into my hole, looking for a way in so they could change my life forever. It was finally happening - a poz top was giving me his gift. The thought made me the happiest I had ever been. At last, it was time for him to knock me up. His hands grabbed my hips tighter and his pace quickened. I felt his huge cock swell even more, pressing more tightly against my sphincter as it prepared to fill me with seed. Then it happened. With a roar that may have awoken some of the neighbors, Sankar rammed his cock deep into my guts and unloaded. Shot after shot of poz cum filled my hole. As the pulses of his cock subsided and his grip on my hips relaxed, the crowd cheered. Coming out of my fog, I watched as Mark and Dave raised their glasses in salute. Sankar pulled his massive cock from me, and as I always do I spun around, squatted, and took it in my mouth to clean it off. It had the flavor of ass and cum that I love so much, perfectly balanced. Another round of applause, and the crowd broke up to get more food and drink and continue their conversations. As I squatted, some of the precious poz cum he had deposited inside me slipped out onto the hardwood floor. Desperate not to waste a single copy of the virus, I knelt on the floor and licked up every drop. I stayed close to Sankar that night, though while I was grabbing a drink in the kitchen I did warn Mark and Dave not to tell him that I wasn't on prep. I took another load from him once most of the guests had gone, and I saw him a few more times after the party. Alas, the company he worked for transferred him across the country a few months later. I had gotten the fuck flu and tested positive (hooray!), so I finally did tell him that I wasn't on prep. As I had feared, he severed communication and I haven't heard from him since. Mark and Dave didn't stay in touch with him, either. So here I am, coming up on the one-year anniversary of my pozzing. I completely understand why he severed ties, but I am sad that Sankar won't be there to help celebrate. This year's party is coming up on the 26th, and Mark, Dave and I will be raising a glass in his honor.

I started on Triumeq in 2017 after succumbing to AIDS related double pneumonia with a CD4 cell count of 34 and a viral load a little over 100,000. At first I had nausea most nights for a week but soon got over that. A couple of years ago I was switched to Biktarvy and have had no problems at all and a sex drive any 68 year old man would love to have.

Got my first fuck of the new school year now that the college bois are back. As usual I try to find guys who ID as curious or "straight" because I can always turn at least of few of them into long term fuck buddies. Friday wasn't looking very promising, but around 11PM I got hit up by a guy who just wanted to chat, but he was decent looking enough so I figured I might get lucky. After about half an hour I was getting bored and asked him if he'd like to come over and mess around. He didn't respond so I left it open, but decided to watch some TV and see if anyone not a bot hit me up. He finally responded about midnight or so and said he'd come over, but didn't know what he'd wanted to do. I give him my address and told him to come right over. He showed up about 20 minutes later. I got the feeling I couldn't push him hard or he'd leave, so we just chatted for a while, and finally got to the subject as to why he came over. He said he has been interested in guys for a while after watching gay porn, but couldn't do anything while still living at home (if I had a $ for every guy who has had that problem, I'd be rich), other than he and a buddy jerked off together and did some touching. I told him I'd be happy to do anything with him he wanted to try, and invited him to the shower. Got to the bathroom and we got naked. I wasn't expecting him to be well hung, but he was with a rather large mushroom head to boot and nice big balls to go with it. Cute little hairy ass to top it all off. Got in the shower and started messing around a little. Started running my hands all over his body and stroking his cock. I could tell he was nervous, but slowly he started getting hard. Rubbing my cock with his got him to full attention. I knelt down and asked if I could suck him and he shook his head. Taking that sweet 18yo cock in my mouth was so hot, especially knowing it most likely was the first blowjob from another guy. After driving him crazy for a while, we cleaned up and headed to the bedroom. I asked him if he'd like to try sucking my cock, and he said he would. Let's just say he was not very good at it, and I'm going to have to spend a lot of time turning him into a good cocksucker. But that was okay because my daddy cock was the first cock he had ever put in that teenage mouth of his. Finally decided to see how far he'd go so asked him if he'd like to fuck. He hesitated so I had to sweet talk him a bit by stroking his cock and telling him how much I want him inside me. It eventually worked and I got the lube from the nightstand. Asked him what position he wanted to try first (I've found always let the newbie make the decisions if he's hesitant) and he said doggie style so he could see his cock sliding inside like he saw in his first gay porn vid. I lubed his cock and my ass and put it into the air for him to enjoy. He spent a minute looking and rubbing my hole, but he finally gave into the urges and I felt that cock push against my hole and start sliding inside. He was so big and hard that it was pure bliss for me as he filled my ass to the hilt. Soon he had a decent rhythm going. I let him do that for a while, but finally told him I had to ride that cock. He sat down on the bed and I slid down on him. I don't think he realized how good it feels to have a nice ass riding your cock, but from his facial expressions, he was in heaven. He managed to get out "I'm gonna cum" but I just kept riding until he blew his load inside me. When he finally came back to reality, he had this rather satisfied look on his face. I kept slowing riding him to keep him hard and told him he had another round to go. Once he was rock hard again, I got off of him and sucked that cum covered dick. He was finally letting go and just enjoying himself. He fucked me missionary style and then mounted me and fucked another load into me. I needed to blow a load badly, but first wanted to try to see if I could rim him. He said sure and let me eat his ass, which I could tell he loved. I so badly wanted to just shove it into him, but wasn't willing to bottom this time, so I asked if I could slid my cock up and down his ass. He agreed as long as I didn't put it inside him. The dirty thoughts I had as my dick slide up and down his ass and my cockhead rubbed his hole. I even pushed slightly against his hole to see how he's respond, but he didn't pull away or protest. I eventually blew my load on his back and ass. We cleaned up and I asked him if he wanted to come back another time because I enjoyed fucking with him. He said he would, and I told him next time I'd love to fuck him too. He said he'll think about it. I am certain I will be giving him his first cum injection the next time he's here. Almost never had a freshman over who didn't end up taking my cock and cum deep inside him.

My mom did walk in once when I had a guy over. I told him ahead of time not to worry my family is cool with me being Bi. I was sucking him off on my bed and she walked in and just said oh sorry please continue. This guy was pretty blown away by it. Your mom is so cool and I think he thought it was hot cause he became even harder and shot down my throat shortly after.

Good job! Don't be nervous. My experience has been that people are VERY encouraging when you post stories because they're hungry pigs. 🙂 If they're mean or give you unhelpful feedback just try to let it go. Sometimes people have GOOD feedback though, so try to be open to that. I've found that people can sometimes nudge something in your brain that you didn't know was there or make you go "oh, I hadn't thought of it that way." My suggestion would be to keep stories shorter and don't make them open ended, that can start to feel overwhelming and make you not want to come back to it. If you have an idea at the beginning how long it will be, setting that expectation can help...just say "I think this will be 5-6 parts." Then people aren't posting "will there be more, please?" Over and over. Try to figure out where you want it to end up, but sometimes the characters will take you somewhere you didn't expect, so be open to that, too. The first stories I posted were on Nifty.org (they're all here now) and I'm STILL friends with one of the guys who emailed me from that first story! I've never met him in person but we've been online friends for over 10 years now. 🙂 Congrats on your first story!

Thank you! I was very nervous to post it. As for what's true vs embellished, it's more fun for you all to be able to speculate

My Boy Drew’s dad walked in on us when I was sitting back on the couch and Drew was between my legs sucking my cock. he couldn’t have picked a better time. I was close and I grunted “I’m cumming son, swallow my fukkin load” I shot my load in Drew’s mouth as his dad looked on.

Part 2 Alan took a hard fuck for nearly ten minutes from this mega-hung stud. The two students were still at the urinals, wanking their hard cocks in awe that this lad, not much older than were they, was able to take such hard abuse. Eventually, the frenzied fucking climaxed when the hung guy dumped his load in the boy. I realised my opportunity, reached into my bag again and pulled out a bottle of cologne and gave my wrists a quick spritz. I had a wicked idea in mind, and so did the hung guy, who ordered Alan to "Clean my cummy cock, bitch,". Then I heard them moving around next door. Sneaking a peek, I saw the guy who had fucked Alan was now seated on the toilet, and Alan's face was buried in the crotch of the big dicked man. That left Alan's arse up in the air, the hole open slightly, two loads of fresh cum slowly trickling out, only to be soaked up by the fabric of his jock. A nice touch, I thought, and wondered if he'd been wearing the jack all day around the office. I made a mental note to look out for it in future. I unzipped, pulled-out my cock, and got into position behind Alan. While I couldn't compete for size with the monster that had just been up him, still I knew my cock head juts out from the shaft in a way most guys love when it's pounding them, so I squished it into his wet hole. Leaning forward, more shaft went in, and I held Alan's head so he wouldn't look around, and to give him a good chance to smell my freshly-applied cologne. As if he could smell anything through the poppers and the cock now pushing insistently past his tonsils. My hips started bucking. I thought about the girls in the office who batted their eyelashes at him, eyed his buttocks as he went to lunch and giggled to each other when he left the room. If they could see him now - so cock-crazed he hadn't realised the guy using his hole as a cum dump was the same guy who sat opposite him at work. No names, no faces, even. And no condoms: the boy wanted the load, and no giggly media studies graduate who worried about her pedicure was about to give him that. I didn't want to risk going for the long haul and being discovered. In addition, I figured Alan was more into the load than the fuck, so I didn't hold back from squirting my pent-up spunk into his arse. After I blew my load, I quickly nipped back to the other cubicle to wipe down with some toilet roll, rather than run the risk of being identified. A student, meanwhile, quickly took my place. I actually wondered if Alan had noticed the switch. The kid was huffing on the poppers so hard I thought it was a possibility - I hadn't made a big deal of cumming, and we were all moving as quietly as we could. Just then, the furtive atmosphere was broken by the crackle of a walkie talkie. Into the toilet walked a policeman in full gear. As he took in the room, everyone froze. He was heavy built, mid thirties, and bearded. He looked at me, then Alan, sandwiched between the hung guy and one of the students. "Ok," he said into his microphone, "I'm in the ******** park men's toilets. Nobody here." The policeman batted the student who was fucking Alan away, saying "Move out, son. I haven't long. I'm on duty." I watched the cop pull-out a thick cut cock with a heavy PA through the helmet, and heard Alan cry out as it went in deep. "This your boy?" the cop asked the man on the toilet. "Nah," said the hung man, "I just found him taking loads today. Gave him mine a minute ago. He's a good sucker, getting me ready to fuck one of those lads." The look on the students' faces was priceless: lust meets apprehension. The cop grunted, came, and pulled-out, ordering one of the students to "Clean this. I got to get back." The younger looking of the two students went down on his knees and quickly cleaned the cop's spunky cock. The first student got back inside Alan and pushed the cop's load deeper. t looked like he'd rather be there than have to take hung guy's cock for round two. The policeman left, saying, "You've got forty minutes until the next patrol, and they might not be as much fun as me." He left, and the other guys rearranged, so that hung guy was pushing the student who'd sucked the cop against a wall, trying to get his thick cock into a very tight hole. I stayed long enough to watch him get it in - with a lot of pushing, spit, and complaints from the kid. But if you don't want ten inches up the arse, don't flash it in a cottage, I guess. I was a bit disappointed that Alan didn't offer the kid the poppers: we might have to talk about him being a team player in his next skills review. Just as the cop's motorbike purred out of the car park, I stepped out into the fresh air. It was still pretty light, and I continued my walk home, thinking 'So, the new boy at work is a bareback bottom slut. This could be interesting'. I wondered if I could keep a straight face when I saw him the next morning. Then I wondered if he'd be walking straight after that massive cock. I also wondered if he'd recognise the smell of my cologne.

This is based on something that happened to a lad I knew, but for various reasons I've changed the details. ************************************************************** Alan was a new guy at work, recently graduated and moved down from his native Aberdeen to work in the city. He was a good looking lad, not quite six feet, naturally lean and with a cheeky grin. He was slowly growing out of being a hot twink, with a hot body and a cute, perky arse. He had dark hair and eyes, and turned a few of the girls' heads in the office, so I had no objections when he was put in the desk opposite mine. One day, I had to go out to see a client, and our chat finished about six o'clock. As it was a nice, warm evening, I decided to walk home, cutting across the park. It was about 6:30 PM when I looked up and saw Alan. I knew this wasn't his usual way home, but then thought it might be cool to take him out for dinner in a pub nearby. Not only would dinner in a pub save cooking, but one never knows what else might occur. I was some distance behind him, not sure whether to jog and catch up or send him a text, when just then he went into the toilets next to the footie pitch. I sat on the bench outside and waited. He was taking a long time. Other men were coming and going, and still Alan didn't reappear. I was sure it was him, yet had I been mistaken? Eventually I thought 'What the hell. I'll go in and check'. It took a few moments for my eyes to adjust to the dim light, but when I could see, I saw three guys at the urinals: one was a tall guy in his 40s, and two were younger lads who, I guessed, were from the local college. The eyes of all three guys quickly checked me out, then returned to what was making their cocks stiff: despite trying to be quiet, the wet sounds of fucking and the occasional grunt were audible from one of the cubicles. The door of the cubicle was open, and I could see the thrusting arse of a man as he plunged his cock into another man, who was bent over, and who's trousers were round his ankles, while he took it like a champ. Even unseen, I knew the guy getting fucked was Alan, I was sure of it. I went into the adjoining cubicle, in which, as I hoped, there was a glory hole that gave me a good look at the bottom's face. No doubt about it: it was Alan, and he was in bottom boy heaven. I caught the glint of lust in his eyes as he looked back and hissed "Cum in me, breed my hole." His body took the impact of his fucker's last few thrusts and, through gritted teeth, the unseen man moaned as he spunked Alan's ass. Alan, meanwhile, had shut his eyes and a smiled a cat-who-got-the-cream smile. I heard the top pull-out, and then chuckle as he zipped-up, saying as he left, "Go easy with that, mate." I briefly wondered what the guy meant, but then I saw it in Alan's face as the next cock pushed into him. "Too much, mate, go easy," Alan whispered, his eyes watering from the anal assault. "Take it, slut." "Easy! Go easy!" "Plenty of spunk in here to lube it up." Alan gritted his teeth and took what I could tell was a hard fuck from a big cock. A very big cock. I stood up on the toilet and looked over the top of the cubicle. There was Alan, bent over getting raw fucked hard by the biggest cock I had ever seen. It looked like a baseball bat was disappearing up Alan's boycunt, almost as if his boycunt sucking on the fat shaft as it made it's way into him. It must have been agony, but Alan clearly wanted it. Then I had a brainwave. I didn't want Alan to know I was there, but I had pity on him, and remembered the bottle of poppers I kept in my shoulder bag. I tapped on the partition, and passed them through the glory hole. Alan took them without a word. I heard the snap of the bottle open, followed by frantic huffs. Then Alan put his head down and ordered the top "Go for it." Looking over the cubicle wall, I saw Alan getting fucked very hard by a massive, relentless pounding cock. At first it was only half way in, but with the poppers, and Alan's say-so, the whole thing went in up to the balls, rearranging the poor kid's insides. I decided I wanted to get my cock taken care of too, but how to fuck Alan without him finding out it was me? And yet... I did want him to know. I had another idea, and again reached into my shoulder bag.

I suppose that the definition of "masculinity" is somewhat fluid. Some would define it as "butch", "domineering", etc, but masculinity can also be defined in terms of "submissive", "needing to please", etc. It may be entirely "butch" to fuck another guy, but it can also be entirely "masculine" to bend over for a hard, raw Cock. I think we sometimes fall prey to the relevant, "straight" cultural pressures, instead of defining ourselves sans any input from those unlike us. I've fucked all kinds of guy, and, truth-be-told, I prefer breeding masculine guys, or at least not feminine-acting guys. There's nothing wrong, and everything right about masculine men needing hard raw cock up their fuckholes too.

Atta boy !!! Keep on going strong !!!

I arrived around opening time at the Sauna Amigo in Copenhagen years ago. The guy at the front desk suddenly appeared in my room with his cock out. I serviced him, all the while wondering if people were at the door waiting to be buzzed in 😂. Another time, in Berlin, though not at a bathhouse, the guy at the front desk of the club came and fucked me. Now I'm remembering another time as well at another club. I still see that guy when I visit Berlin. He's good for back-to-back loads too.

I've been on Triumeq since diagnosed 7.5 years ago, and have not suffered any side effects. Just got my labs done last week, so can verify no liver or kidney issues. As to sex drive, I'm pretty sure it would be still be considered high for a normal 56 year old.

No it didn't, though it certainly had a decent chance. I didn't know that PeP existed at that point and not being on prep, the load really did just marinate in me for the next day or so after the rough pounding. I don't think I had a normal bowel movement for almost two days after this. I have mixed feelings about this experience since I firmly believe in hindsight that I was taken advantage of in an impaired state. Current me can appreciate how hot of an experience it was, but if I had been pozzed then, I don't think I would have reacted well. These days, I'm obviously much more open to the idea...

I always feel masculine when I bottom. That doesn’t mean I don’t become submissive when a man has his cock deep in my bowels. I think we always associate submission with femininity. This does not have to be the case at all. I can submit to my husband and his desires but still maintain my masculinity. I’m not a woman, I don’t identify as a woman. I’m a gay man who likes to lose control to my man and fulfill his deepest desires. This often means that I let him take charge and have me bend to his will. The whole thing is incredibly erotic and when we switch positions, e.g, when I’m on top (which is most of the time) I assert my dominance and he submits to me.

I've been on meds since 2008 and started soon after diagnosis with a good CD4 count and moderate viral load. I started on Atripla which was known for side effects. For the first two weeks I did not feel well but after that there were no issues. I switched to Biktarvy about 8 years ago and everything thing has been fine. Always undetectable, good bloodwork and no side effects. You will be fine and you'll stay healthy

I got hard by reading - and you describe pretty well the situation - when in heat you are in need - condom or not

Servicing Black Cock - good man

What you probably mean is Consensual 'Rough/forceful perhaps even violent 'sex. Like you want your lover Dom lover to beat you up, slap u, punish you etc. If you consented to these things it can no longer be rape or abuse, as you consented to it. You cannot consent and not consent to something at the same time.. For e.g. you cannot have bareback and condom sex at the same time. Your lover either wears a condom or barebacks, but cannot do both at the same time! Ergo, "CNC" or "fantasy rape" does not exist in the real world. It is an interesting concept like Time Travel; but doesn't exist int our present world, as it exists. Words have meaning. If you want to call your walk around the neighborhood block, a preparation for the next Olympics, Marathon or Sprint, by all means do so but don't expect anyone to affirm your statement as true or believe you. I concur fully.

I’d suck that cock all night long if I were nearby 🥵

Very hot story. The part where Tim whispered about saving Jake and taking his huge Poz load made my hole quiver and my cock leak. Would love to read it if you decide to write more

TFW you're wiped out on your bed, after having spent the day with a few shards going up your hole and 5 different men playing, fucking and breeding it....then you're feeling wired, but wiped, and your cummy hole is tingling, twitching and a little on fire but you wish someone was rubbing your insides. Aaaah. Tuesdays can be good days.

I've been in a few fairly rough scenes in this area, and either you have a good conversation about what will and won't happen, with everyone involved, or someone trusted needs to be the enforcer of those boundaries when others are brought in. Also babysteps... one or two fun rough tops can definitely make you feel suitably "out of control" for everyone to get something out of the experience. And gauge how much more you want to do this again and/or make it wilder. I've definitely known guys to go down this fantasy road, and realize that it's maybe more intense than they really want to have happen to them for real. Or at least again... lol.

“What a dump?” Daniel exclaimed, looking around the lobby. His dad glanced over at him, “Keep your voice down, people can hear you.” The boy scoffed, “Let them,” he said with a sneer, “The place is a dump.” People were looking at the boy, but it wasn’t just his voice that was gathering attention. At 6’9” Daniel Thompon was the tallest teen in the lobby at the moment, in fact, he was the tallest person in the hotel if we were being honest. 18 years old, 6’9”, size 17 feet, he was a basketball phenom. Ranked fifth in the country, he was sought after by every college in the country, including the University of Nevada. They had invited Daniel and his father out to Vegas with a free weekend at the Excalibur to sweeten the deal. So far Daniel was less than impressed. “Daniel we are here as guests, try some decorum.” The boy rolled his eyes as his dad checked them in, this place was crap. The whole place looked like it was trapped in the 90’s, not that he knew what the 90’s had looked like, but it sounded right to him. He smiled at one of the women as they walked by, maybe he could find some fun here after all. “Ok come on,” his dad said, “I got our room.” “Am I old enough to get into a strip club?” Danial asked as they walked through the casino. “You’re here to look at the college, not get laid.” “Oh, come on, I’d never go to fucking Nevada State! I just came here for the free weekend.” His dad forced down his rebuttal, the better his son had gotten at basketball the harder it had been to try to keep him humble. His son had grown into a good-looking kid, his body was all lean muscle and he had inherited his mother’s fair looks, hours and hours of hard work in the gym had given his son model looks and unfortunately, it had gone to his head. He watched head after head turn as they walked by, girls, guys, anyone with eyes glanced at his son and he knew Daniel could see it too. They rode the elevator to their floor in silence, Daniel looked at himself in the mirrored walls, flexing his triceps to see the definition. They got off on their floor and found their room, as the dad opened the door, he saw a piece of paper on the floor. “What is that?” he asked as he walked in and put their luggage down. Daniel picked up the paper and read it, “Says it’s a coupon for two free massages,” he closed the door behind him, “They come and do it here.” “Throw it away,” his dad said sitting on the bed, “Probably a scam.” “Oh, come on,” Daniel said falling back on the other bed, “Those airplane seats suck at my size, sides maybe their two hot girls. We can get happy endings.” “We are here for basketball!” his dad said, “Not sex.” Daniel smiled, “We can do both.” “No!” Daniel looked over at his dad, “Oh come on, when was the last time you got laid, dad? You’re widowed not dead.” “If I get the damn massages, will you shut up about my sex life?” “Deal!” Daniel called the number and set up the massages for tonight, they spent the rest of the night showering and eating before they showed up. By the evening Daniel was in a pair of red basketball shorts and ankle socks. There was a knock on the door and Daniel jumped up, “They’re here!” He jumped across the room and opened the door… “Oh, you’re guys.” Two young men stood there, no older than 22 they were in good shape and had the same handsome features that ensured they were related. “Yeah, so are you,” the younger one commented, “And?” Daniel walked away and said to his dad, “They’re dudes.” His dad got up and walked to the door, “I’m sorry for my son, he was expecting something else, please come in.” The two men walked in and looked around, “Nice room, more than enough space to set up.” “I’m John Thompson and that is my son Daniel.” Daniel didn’t even look up from his phone and just nodded. “I’m Trevor and this is my brother Tommy,” the oldest said, “You two here on vacation?” “My son is getting scouted by UofN and they put us up here.” “Basketball?” Tommy asked Daniel. The boy looked over at him and asked sarcastically, “What gave it away?” Trevor smiled, “Well if you two are ready, we can set up and get started.” “You don’t have any girl workers?” Daniel asked as the two men set up their tables. Tommy chuckled, “Kid, this is Vegas, girls don’t come to random rooms and when they do it ain’t free.” “That is what I wanted to ask about,” John asked, “What is this going to cost?” Trevor clicked his table into place, “Nothing, you’re free to tip of course but the massage is completely free.” “How can that be a profitable business?” he pressed. “When we’re done, we will leave you some business cards with coupons, we are hoping word of mouth gets out and we can build a business.” Satisfied John nodded, “Well that’s one way to build a name for yourself.” Trevor nodded, “If you guys want to strip down and lay down on the tables.” Danial paused, “What? You want me to get naked in front of a dude?” Tommy looked at the teen, “You’re telling me you’re shy in the locker room?” Daniel paused. “We use herbal oils that can stain clothing,” Trevor explained, “We have towels for your privacy.” “It’s no different at the club,” John explained as he began to disrobe. “I’m not shy,” Daniel said, pulling down his basketball shorts, revealing his cock. All three men paused as they saw the piece of meat dangling between the teen’s legs. At 6.’9” the boy already looked like a giant but the five-inch cock that swung limp only drove home how much bigger he was. Noticing the stares the teen smiled, “What? I got size 17 shoes, what did you expect?” Trevor cleared his throat, “OK then, up on the tables gentlemen.” John and Danial climbed up on the massage tables, a towel placed over their bare asses once in place. With their heads down they did not notice both men slipping on skintight latex gloves before pulling out their massage oils. “You guys are going to love this,” Trevor said, rubbing the oil over the gloves, “This is a special blend, guaranteed to make all of your worries fade away.” Tommy and Trevor began to massage the men’s skin, Daniel chuckled, “Man that stuff reeks.” Tommy smiled, “Oh you will love it in a second.” The drug began to seep into their skin and their muscles went slack, all the tension drained out of their body. Daniel felt himself squirm as each touch seemed to feel a million times better than it should, he felt himself slowly grow hard just from Tommy’s hands. He was shocked because it wasn’t supposed to be like this, but at the same time, he couldn’t help but love the sensations coursing through his body. Even though he had gotten massages before, none of them felt like this. Tommy’s hands moved over the muscled back of the teen, kneading each knot carefully, making sure the xtc was absorbed into the skin. Trevor did the same for John, relaxing the man more and more as the drug seeped into his skin and throughout his body. Tommy leaned down, “How’s that feel stud?” he asked Daniel. “Stop,” Daniel said softly, not able to move as Tommy’s hands moved over his ass liberally, “Not a fag…” “Shhh,” Tommy whispered, “Just relax, you have tension here.” Daniel wanted to argue but his mind was so fogged, he just laid there, letting the man do what he wanted. Tommy moved the towel off of Daniel, his hands spreading the boy’s cheeks as he revealed the tiny, pink hole. Trevor leaned down and whispered in John’s ear, “Watch what my brother does to your son…” John’s face flushed red and he watched as if in a dream. Tommy’s fingers moved around the boy’s virgin hole, tickling it, teasing it, Daniel moaned, trying to push the hands away but unable to. Tommy looked over at John and smiled as he slid a finger into the jock’s hole, coating the interior of his ass with the drug as well. “Nooo…” Daniel groaned as the drug was absorbed directly into his system now. Tommy began to piston his finger in and out of the jock’s hole, the groans began to change into gasps and then finally a low whimper as the teen pushed his ass back to meet the finger. Seeing the boy surrender Tommy added another finger, making the cocky teen gasp before pushing back harder. “Look at your boy,” Trevor said to John, “He’s a fucking slut…” “Slut…” John repeated, his mind lost in the xtc, watching his son slowly lose himself to another man’s touch. Three fingers were shoved into Daniel as he whimpered loudly, his tiny jock hole being stretched for the first time. His mind was on fire, on some level he knew this was gay and he was horrified by it, but on another, it felt SO fucking good his body couldn’t resist. He let out a disappointed cry when the fingers vanished and then felt Tommy’s hands spread his cheeks apart… “OH GOD!” the jock cried as a tongue was thrust into his hole for the first time in his young life. It took every bit of willpower not to fight against the pervert, especially knowing how much he despised such acts; however, something deep inside him loved every second of it, and craved even more. The intensity of the pleasure mixed with the confusion left Daniel dazed and confused. John lay there helplessly watching, seeing his own son get violated right before his eyes. Part of him wanted to save his son, another part was turned on by seeing the smooth, muscled body writhe under the touch of another man. It had been a long time since John had been so close to sex, usually using porn to get off, the drugs and his desperation made him hard as a rock as he heard his son moan for more. Tommy’s long tongue tickled the boy’s hole, those long legs spread automatically to give the stranger more access to his most private spot. His back arched as he tried to force more of that tongue into him, there was a distant voice screaming in his mind to resist it, to fight him, but as that tongue went deeper the boy ignored it, begging for more. “Oh god…shit…more…” he moaned, pushed his ass back harder, his tall body shaking with pleasure. “Man listen to him,” Trevor whispered in John’s ear, “You really raised a proper whore there. But we don’t want to leave daddy out.” John felt the towel be removed from his ass as Trevor began to lap at his own hole, the man grunted as the tip of the stranger’s tongue began to send bolts of pure pleasure through his body. He shook on the table as he was rimmed for the first time, his son’s moans joining his own. Tommy turned Daniel over, that massive cock slapping up against the teen’s 8 pack, “Look at this!” he said, stroking the horse dick slowly, “Man you must tear pussy up.” Daniel moaned helplessly as the strange man stroked his cock, it was like nothing he had ever felt before. Every nerve ending in his body was tingling and all he could do was moan and beg. “More…fuck more…” his voice called out, his cock throbbing in the man’s hand. John looked on in shock as Trevor’s tongue probed his virgin hole, he had known his son was hung, but seeing that magnificent cock get played with mere feet from him…it was too much. His hips pushed back, silently begging the man to lick his ass more as he clutched the edge of the table, his mind lost in a fog of sex. “Come on stud,” Tommy said, helping the teen to his feet, still holding on to his cock, “Come lay down on the bed,” Daniel was led by his cock to the bed, falling face-first into the comforter. John watched as Tommy stripped his clothes off, revealing a toned body with a thick, uncut cock. He moved behind his son and spread the boy’s legs. “You wanna watch your boy lose his cherry?” Trevor whispered in the dad’s ear, “You wanna hear him moan?” Lost to the drug and his libido John nodded as Tommy lined his cock up to the teen’s hole. “Wha…” Daniel called out as he felt the cock head push at his virgin jock hole, “Fuck noo!” he moaned as he felt his hole stretch around the thick cock sliding into him. John watched in awe as his son’s protests fell silent the more that cock was forced into him, “Oh…fuck…shit…” the teen panted, “Dad…he’s fucking me!” he called out as Tommy’s pubes smashed up against his smooth ass. “Isn’t that hot?” Trevor whispered to John who just nodded. “So hot…” he slurred. Tommy slid his cock back, running his thick cockhead over the boy’s prostate. “OH!” Daniel whimpered, his entire body tensing as the man shoved his cock back into him. Slowly Tommy did it again and this time Daniel’s voice was weaker, “Dad…fucking me…oh god…” he sobbed as he felt his ass push back against the cock. John watched as Tommy sped his thrusts up, fucking his son properly. Daniel’s protests were gone, replaced with moans and gasps as he thrust back to meet the man’s cock. Tommy leaned down and whispered, “Tell daddy how it feels to be fucked.” His mind lost to the pleasure the drugs brought he began to babble, “Daddy he’s fucking me…his cock is so big!” he whined, “Filling me up…oh god…daddy…more…” As he watched his son slowly push back to his knees, fucking himself on the stranger’s cock John felt his own cock throb. Trevor’s voice seemed to come from nowhere, “Look at him, such a slut, he loves being fucked!” John nodded as he watched Tommy’s hands grip his son’s waist, pulling the boy back onto his cock as the boy moaned and whimpered for more, “Loves it…” “You should have taught him a lesson, fucked him into being a better son.” The words burned into John’s brain, he had been struggling to find ways to ground his son, make him more obedient…he hadn’t thought of fucking him. Watching his boy moan like a slut, begging some stranger to fuck him…it sparked something inside John, something primal, something dark… “Fuck him…” he said, slowly climbing off the table. Trevor snapped his fingers at Tommy who pulled out of the jock and moved off the bed. Like a sleepwalker, John stumbled over to his son and placed his thick cock to the boy’s gaping hole. “Daddy?” Danial asked, seeing his father mount him. “Obey your father!” John said, pushing his cock into his son. “DADDY!” Daniel moaned, feeling the cock that made him stretch him wide as his body reacted to it, pure pleasure flooding his system. John began to slam into the horned-up jock, his cock slamming the boy’s prostate causing him to squeal in joy, his smooth ass pushing back against this dad’s cock. “You’re my son!” John raged, pulling his son up to his knees so he could grab that fucking cock, “You obey me?” his hand began to stroke the massive cock making the boy sob with pleasure, “You get me, boy? YOU OBEY ME?” Daniel nodded as he slammed his hips back, “I’m sorry daddy, fuck me…oh fuck he harder!” John pushed the boy to all fours as he pulled him back onto his cock, fucking him as he had fucked his mother years before. The drugs blurred his mind as he watched his perfect jock son writhe like a cat in heat, begging him to fuck him harder. The two of them were lost in a haze of lust and drugs as they fucked wildly, their bodies covered in a fine sheen of sweat, both of them wanting, needing more. John pulled his cock out of his son’s hole and flipped the boy onto his back, grabbing his ankles he spread those long, muscled legs apart and shoved his cock back in. He revealed in the sight of his perfect jock boy throwing his head back, moaning as that elephant cock smeared precum over his flawless abs. “OH DADDY!” Daniel screamed, no longer knowing anything but pure pleasure, “Oh fuck me, harder! Harder!!” he cried, feeling his body shake as his dad’s cock owned him. John was lost, his body responding to the tight, wet hole that had engulfed his cock. All he saw was the smooth, hairless body beneath him, the flawless beauty that reminded him of his late wife and he fucked the boy harder. “Take it, take that cock you slut!” he roared, not sure who he was talking to anymore. “Oh daddy, I’m close…oh god you’re gonna make me cum!” the jock cried. “Cum for daddy,” John said, slamming harder, “Lemme see your big boy cock shoot!” Daniel’s toes curled as he felt his cock throb twice and then begin to shoot. Globs of hot cum erupted from his dick, spraying his load over his abs and chest, a few hitting on his face. His tight, little jock hole contracted on John’s cock making his dad shoot as well. They both roared as they came, their bodies covered in sweat and cum as they shook in ecstasy, their mind only knowing the sweet release of their dicks. Neither one knew how much time had passed, but John slowly woke up, his son naked under him. He sat up, his memory fuzzy but it all came back to him, “Oh god,” he exclaimed, realizing what he had done. Daniel slowly woke, his body sore from being fucked so thoroughly, “Dad?” he asked, seeing his dad sitting on the side of the bed, head in hands. “Oh god,” John sobbed, not believing what had happened. Daniel sat up and felt his ass throb, “Ow, what…” and then it came back to him, all of it. The jock felt like he wanted to throw up as he stood, oh god what had happened? He looked around and then felt his blood turn to ice, “Dad, where’s our stuff?” John looked up and saw that their luggage was gone, Daniel’s laptop that he had brought was missing…his wallet he had left on the bedstand was gone. They had robbed them! “God dammit!” John raged, standing up to call the front desk, he was calling the police…but by the phone was a portable DVD player and a note. “Don’t call the cops.” John opened the player with shaking hands and pushed play, the sound of his own voice came through the tiny speaker, “Cum for daddy,” John said, slamming harder, “Lemme see your big boy cock shoot!” He slammed it shut, the sight of him fucking his son made him ill…but his cock still twitched. “What is that?” Daniel asked in a panic. Turning the note over John read, “We have copies, do not call the police.” John felt his heart break as he handed the note to Daniel, “We’re fucked.” Daniel read it and felt his knees go weak, “What…what happened?” John had no answer, he just closed his eyes and began to cry.

Chapter 5 – Todd takes his turn A: OHH fuck. Ohh. Fuuuuck. Ohhh. Ffffff. S: What the fuck was in that? Cum? Who’s cum? T: No, it was just my cum … with a shit ton of T hahaha. You didn’t think tonight was over yet did you? S: Oh wow, how fucked up is he? How much T did he just take up his hole? T: Don’t worry. He just took about a half gram dissolved in 2 of my loads from yesterday. The 2 men turn and look at the boy. He is still squirming and making noises like he was trying to put some words together but couldn’t. All that could be made out was moans of pleasure coming from the boy. Sid reached down and flicked the plug and made the boy squeal a bit as he gyrated on the toy. T: oh good. Looks like he is ready for my meat. He grabbed his 8 inch dick sticking straight at it’s prey. Todd reached and pulled the butt plug out of the bottom. A loud smack sound was heard as the plug was removed. Aiden let out a disheartening low moan as he felt the emptiness. T: Don’t worry. You’ll be full again in just a minute. Todd maneuvered the boy into doggie position and knelt down between the boy’s legs. His tongue attacked the boy’s hole. The hole was gaping a little so there was an easy in getting his tongue into the boy. Todd slobbered all over that hole and got it nice and wet. He tasted a little of his own cum in the boy. The taste only fueled his hunger for the teen’s hole. After a few minutes, Todd got to his feet and aimed his 8 inches to the hole before him. He pushed forward and felt Aiden’s hole softly grip the tip of his dick like a soft glove. T: Oh fuck yeah boy. Your daddy did a great job of opening you up for me. But my meat gets thickest in the middle of my shaft. Let’s see how well you take that? Todd slammed the full length of his dick into the boy. The boy let out a muddled yelp. The bottom gripped the sheets on the bed, looking for something to help stabilized his position. A: Sttt. Sttttttoo. Todd motioned over to Sid with his head. Sid knew what was being asked of him. Sid got on the bed at the boy’s head and shoved his dick into his son’s mouth. Unintelligible noises came from the bottom but nothing that could be made out. After chocking on his daddy’s dick for a while, the teen stopped trying to say anything and kept himself in the ecstasy of the moment. Aiden felt his hole being stretched by the new dick inside of him. It hurt him slightly but his body was yelling to his mind that he needed more and more dick. His mind kept wandering between the big dick in his hole and his daddy’s dick in his mouth, jabbing the back of his throat. He had to admit, he was in bottom heaven, even if it was slightly uncomfortable. Todd continued the doggy style assault on Aiden’s ass for almost 20 minutes straight. Todd pulls out and tells Sid to take his place for a few minutes. Sid moves around to the boy’s ass and turns him over so they are facing each other. He lifts the boy’s legs up and pushes back into his son. Sid takes the time to long dick his son. Back and forth, back and forth. Todd gets up and retrieves his phone. He walks back through the hallway and into the kitchen. He grabs a few bottles of water and 2 gatorades. He cracks open the gatorades and drops some G into the bottles. He measures one out to be x amount in the blue Gatorade and double x amount in the light blue Gatorade. He downs a bottle of water and grabs the remaining water and Gatorade bottles. He walks back into the room and watches the sight before him. Father and son in PNP bliss. He congratulated himself on a plan well executed. He sat the drinks on the small side table next to the party supplies. He opens up the double dosed Gatorade and takes a swig. T: Hey Sid, here catch. Todd walks over to Sid and hands him the same Gatorade. T: Swig, swig, pass. Sid opened the bottle and took 2 big gulps before handing the bottle down to his son. T: Hold on, go ahead and take these with that. Todd takes some pills from the supplies and puts them directly into the boy’s mouth. T: Go ahead and drink now. The boy took the bottle and drank down the pills without a care in the world as to what they were. T: Go ahead and finish the bottle off boy. It’s only half the bottle. You’ll need it the electrolytes for tonight. As the boy is gulping down the last of the Gatorade bottle, Todd is on his phone tapping away on his keyboard. He looks up at the boy. Aiden can see an evil smile on Todd’s face in the glow of the phone. Todd finished his texting and returned to the supplies. He grabs some of he same pills he gave the boy and hand them to Sid. T: Here bro. Take these and let me tag in. The two men change places and Todd is now fucking Aiden with the legs on his shoulders. Todd leans forward and uses his weight to push further into the boy that before. He feels the second ring open right up. Sid takes the other Gatorade and opens it up. He takes the pills given to him with a big swig. It was only after he took the pills that he even thought to ask what he was talking. S: So what was that you gave him? That you gave us? T: Oh mostly the usual. Ecstasy and Cialis. And a small homemade capsule with some special K in it. S: what? T: Oh don’t worry about it. It’s just a small amount. Just like taking a good dose of G. I just wanted to both to be feeling good when the guys come around. S: The guys? I thought was were keeping this a small event. T: A good special always needs a special encore. Todd turns his attention back to the boy under him. As he fucked, the boys dick and balls would just bounce with the rhythm. The teen’s dick was leaking precum like crazy. Todd used his fingers to scoop some up and feed them to the boy. The bottom suckled on the fingers pushed into his mouth. He starred back at Todd with saucers in his eyes. The boy was flying so high. Todd wondered if he even realized who was fucking him at the moment. Todd picked up his pace and was slapping into the twink with full force. Noises could be heard form Aiden but nothing in words; more like instinctual grunts. T: I just love stretching a new boy out with my thicker dick. Todd grabbed the boy by his waist and pushed as far as he could into the boy. He released volley after volley of cum into the boy. He collapsed onto the boy for a moment. Once his dick had finished releasing his seed, he pulled out and reinserted the plug. T: Go ahead and take Aiden over to the shower so he can clean off. We should have about 20 or so until the pills kick in. The guys should be over by then too. Sid helped his son to his feet. The boy was slightly unsteady and threw his arms over his Daddy to walk. Sid guided his boy to the bathroom attached to the playroom. Chapter 6 – Cleaning Up Sid helped his son into the walk-in shower. Once both were inside the shower, Sid turned the knob and the water starts to flow. Minor adjustments needed to get the perfect warm but not hot temperature. Sid grabs a luffa and some body wash and starts lathering. He starts to wash his son’s body off. Sid cant help but feel like this is just as intimate as when they fucked. There he was, washing his adult son like a close lover. He lathered his neck, his chest, his arms, working his way down. He goes down all the way down to his legs. Sid is on his knees lathering away when he notices his son is starting to piss. He lets the urine hit him in the face. Once he has stopped peeing, Sid takes his son’s cock into his mouth and sucks on it. The flaccid dick starts to fill out and Aiden is moaning again. It doesn’t take long before Aiden shoots his load into his Daddy’s mouth. Sid takes every drop and swallows his son’s seed. Aiden is a little more stable on his feet after his blowjob. Sid stands and guides his high son to his knees. Todd pushes his dick into his son’s mouth. The son is loving his Daddy’s dick in his mouth and gets Todd to a halfway erection. He looks down at his son’s saucer eyes and knows he is super fucked up still. S: Ok, hold up a minute, son. We don’t want to miss the mark of this one. Yeah, just hold on… almost there… Aiden is there waiting with Daddy’s dick deep in his mouth, at the entrance of his throat. Then, without warning, a warm liquid starts leaking into his throat. S: That’s it son. It’s just a warm beer. Drink it down. Drink it down. Aiden tries but can only swallow most of the piss being poured into his throat. He coughs some up but at least half is still swallowed. Sid pulls his son up and makes out with him. They kiss for a few minutes before Sid starts to lather Aiden over once more. This time Sid pays special attention to the teen’s hole, rimming him for a bit before turning the water off. The man and his son walk out of the shower. Sid towels off and helps towel off Aiden. They both walk back into the room naked and go back to sitting on the bed. T: That took you a while. S: Yeah, I fed him some parTy piss. Good thing I was parTying before I got here. Before the shot you gave me. The boy is back to flying high. Between the piss I just feed him, the E you just feed him, and the T he’s gonna be getting when the boys arrive, damn, I don’t know if he will ever come down. T: Don’t forget about the K too. Damn…hope the boy appreciates all this when he lands – eventually.

Rape fantasies and rape reality are entirely different things. I’ve never come across a real rape victim who thought it was a good time.

Hi all. Just finally getting back to writing. So sorry for the delay

It’s been months since I’ve had a raw cock in me. My hole aching for raw cocks to stretch me out and fill my hole with their DNA. Finally graduated college a month ago, and now I was free to get back to my slutty cum addicted ways. A little about me, I’m a 42 year old thicker hairy cub with a handsome face, bald head, trimmed beard, and a deep hole that can take whatever dick size thrown at me. It was a Wednesday evening and I was desperate for cum. I needed to feel the weight of a man sliding his raw cock in me, treating me like the hole I am, and leaving me to wait for the next random breeder. so I made sure I was clean and lubed myself up with the frozen cum that I collected. Depositing about two loads in my hairy cub hole I was ready. First breeder was Jay, a young thicker college student that used to be a regular of mine. Gave him directions to my new apartment since he’d never been. He messages me he’s parked and I get on my bed in my jockstrap and vintage cropped mesh shirt, huffing poppers in preparation. The sound of his clothes coming off and he’s on the bed, sticking his cock out so I can get him hard. He’s young so it doesn’t take long and he mounts me and starts a soft pounding of my hole. He loves calling me daddy and in just a few minutes he shoves in and drops his load. A kiss goodbye, promises to do it again soon and he is off. Back on Sniffies and Grindr, the search for the next breeder begins. Within a few minutes an anonymous profile hits me up. 27 years old and fit says the profile, but he immediately starts the chat with two pictures. His cock is perfection, 8” thick, sitting below a well defined chest and flat stomach. Him : “Are you looking for more loads?” Me : “yes” Him : “I’m down to add mine” Perfect. I love cutting through all the chatting and getting right down to business. Within ten minutes, this stud is at the foot of my bed, hard cock pushing into my hole. I was pretty wet but he pushes in and it’s dry. I choose not to add any extra lube and he starts fucking me. He’s a real soft top, and is laying on top of me slowly sawing his 8” in and out of my eager hole. I’m wishing he was really fucking me, but he rewards me with a load in under 5 minutes, that’s all I really want. About 10 minutes later, I get a message from another regular, a sweet Poz daddy who loves my slutty hole. He’s over in 15 minutes and immediately has his cock in my mouth, needing service to get hard. As soon as he’s fully hard he turns me around and thrusts his 6.5” into me. He takes his time but isn’t soft about it, we kiss while he’s raw fucking me; his breath smells like whiskey and cigarettes. In under 10 minutes I feel him shudder and he deposits his load. He’s a big shooter and I can feel that wetness seeping into me, giving a fire for more cum that only a true slut hole can understand. We lay there and chat for a while, but it’s almost 2am and he has to work. I give up the search for the night, knowing in the morning I’ll be going to the local ABS to troll for fresh loads. ABS breeding continued in next installment…

Part 5 I was pissed, but did I have any right to be? So Tom and Tag had asked for a few minutes alone, said they had some brotherly bonding to take care of before absconding to the backseat of my fucking car. “Easy, Griff” I tried to calm myself down. This was to be expected, Tom and Tag needed to clear the air and have some naked time together to get it all out in the open. I just didn’t like this feeling. This feeling like I was being abandoned. Daddy issues, you know. But I was hardly being left alone. I made my way to the back of the club to my favorite room here: Room 3. I opened the door and entered and was immediately enchanted by the groans and grunts of man on man pig sex and action. This was the sling room and I apparently had the luck of timing because there was a sling to the right of the room that was open. I quickened my pace and hoisted myself into it. I’d barely had time to settle before I felt a slap on my now exposed ass. “There he is, my sexy little Griffin” “Colin! It’s been too long.” and it had been. I gazed up at him in astonishment. Colin was here? Colin was back? Colin had been where it had all started for Tom and I. A sexy, Scottish, mid-30’s ad-exec, no nonsense, svelte and muscles. He had the most perfect cut 8” cock and was a dominant man who knew how to take charge and turn two innocent uni boys he met at a club into his new chemmed up pig sluts. “Griff, where’s your other half.” “He’s here- off with his little brother right now. We’re… following your lead and showing him the way.” “What a good little slut I’ve trained.” Colin said as he began to worry his fingers against my anal ring. I moaned. Then his full lips were on mine and I’d forgotten the force of his kisses, they now felt like a reclamation. “I want my turn with the new kid tonight.” he growled a whisper in my ear. “You, Tom and Him will be coming back to mine after. Is that understood?” It wasn’t a request. My dick lurched at the command. “Yes, Sir!” Colin had left the states for a few months for business- “When didn’t you get back? How long are you-” “Shhhhh-” he said as he lined up his fuckstick with my hole “Do you want to exchange niceties?” He spat on his cock then punch it into my cunt fully in on go “Or do you want me to slam you up, use you and fuck and fist this pretty little hole, Griffin?” My jaw fell open. For a moment, in the shock nothing came out, then a gutteral groan before I screamed “fuck yes, Master.” “Master?! What happened to sir. Griffin, if you want me to be your master, I would take you under my wing and show you realms you’d never dreamed of. But only you. I am sir to many, but master to one. Think about it. You and Tom- Well, you would need to separate. Could you do that?” “We’re not a couple but-” “But your best mates who do everything together. Everything. We’d still have fun with Tommy boy, but I’d want you to myself too, Griff. Think about it. We’ll have a discussion over dinner in two nights time. But for now. Let’s fuck.” With that he pulled out two syringes and I knew this night was about to get so much better. My mind swam with his offer as I tied my arm off and got ready. Tom and I had been on this adventure together, and now we were going to bring Tag in and it would be us three. But Colin… his offer was kinda the next step in what I wanted to explore. And Tom, as wild as he was. He has limits… limits I just don’t want to play by anymore. And if Tom and Tag want time together alone now, maybe their path is together as a duo. But- Like Colin said- tonight isn’t about serious decisions. Tonight is about serious fucking. “Cheers, mate” we clinked syringes then brought them to our ties off elbows. I concentrated on the crook of mine where there was a nice, fat vein. It went right in- I registered right away and was quickly pushing down on the plunger, I hadn’t even asked how much was in this one. “What a slut” I mumbled to myself. The now empty syringe was pulled from my arm’ tourniquet removed and needle capped. Colin finished around the same time and disappeared the supplies on a table next to us. The way this slam hit just right made me believe in miracles. I’ve slammed before and I’ll slam again but this slam was some kind of special. I was coughing and tasting and overwhelmed as the heat came over me. Colin’s gaze turned devilishly piggy as his rush hit him and he coughed as well. He bucked his hip forward reminding me I was impaled on his throbbing 8 inches. I wish I could tell you more about this rush but there’s just no differentiating where it began and I ended. It was so consuming. Colin and I were like fire and air, consuming each other with a ferocity that could not be contained. I could tell others were watching and I could feel cocks in my hand or occasional loas shoot onto me, but all I remained focused on was the man fucking me. He would occasionally tell me to “turn my head like a good slut” and I’d feel a new cock in my mouth, grateful for it but trying to keep my eyes on his. I’d lost track of time but felt the exact moment he blasted his load into me growling “I want you to be mine boy. I want to be your Master, to breed this beautiful cunt and destroy you like you’re my property. Because you will be my property.” With those words I felt his cum burst inside me and I came hands free. We basked in the afterglow, trying to get our breath back. He withdrew and I groaned. Another lined up as if to fuck me next. “Back off!” Colin warned him, and he did.I smirked. “C’mon Griff, we’re going.” “Going? You promised to fist me though. He advanced on me, still in the sling and grabbed around my neck pulling me in for a brutal, crusking kiss, then lowered to my neck and sucked to claim. I knew he was leaving his mark. He then whispered in my ear “You will follow me boy, because I need to get you out of here. I have had about enough sharing you tonight with them that I can stand. I told you I would be bringing you lads back to mine and I will be. I’ll share you with Tom and his brother but I need to be the one to claim you from now on. No one else touches this but me. Clear?” As he said that he forced three fingers into my cum filled cunt and I moaned. He smirked against my lips then brought the cum soaked fingers up to my mouth and made me suck them off. His cum was delicious and tasted like nectar I’d been desperate for. “I will be fisting you. I will be showing you three one hell of a night. I will be showing you what separates me, a man, from the boys. I will make sure by the end of this very night that you will unequivocally be begging me to be your master in two days time.” “Yes, Mas-” “Uh uh uh- you haven’t earned the right to call me that yet.” Colin caught me, I hadn’t even realized it. It was knee-jerk. “Yes, Sir.” * Tom stopped Tag just outside the warehouse door. Their conversation and fuck had bee intense. Now they had to find Griff and tell him it was time to leave for the night. Tom wasn’t sure where. Maybe they could grab a hotel. All he knew is the three of them had unfinished business and the night was still young. Tom was so happy that Tag was here now- so ready to really introduce him to everything, but he wanted it to be special. More special than in a warehouse. They opened the door and entered and just beyond the door was Griff and FUCK, was that?! COLIN!? He looked at me and Tag with a wolfish grin. “Tommy boy! Are you ready for a night your younger brother will never forget. Get your things together lads, we’re going to continue the evening at mine.” Tom looked to Griff who raised his eyebrows before breaking out in a devilish grin. Colin had shown them this world, he might as well be the one to help show Tag. Tom sighed and then said “Colin, I’d like to introduce my little brother Tag.”

Part 4 The door closed behind me and I was enveloped in the warmth of the steam room at the same time I was plunged into darkness. I stood statue still for a moment as I tried to get my bearings. Then- hands were on me. At first two, then more. Rubbing at me, pulling me in; desire their clear aim. I wondered how many men were in the steam room and how big it was. The darkness gave way to anonymity and my questions fell to the wayside, perhaps aided by the hazy feeling from the earlier “present” given to me by Daddy D. As the hands groped me, I found myself reaching in return, teasing, wanting, seeking. Lips met mine, my jockstrap was removed. My stiff 7.5” cock was enveloped by a warm mouth as I gasped, moaning in pleasure. Then someone pulled my ass towards them and spread out my cheeks, next thing I knew I was having his ass eaten and I was in heaven. Moaning and delighting. Suddenly a spark lit near my face. There was some kind of bong and a voice whispered into my ear as a pipe was brought to his lips. “Suck in till I say” I was in such a haze of horniness and desire, that I did so without question. When the man said to do so I exhaled a huge white cloud into the steam. The sensation immediately made me hornier. “Give him more” another voice encouraged. “The little slut loves it, he’ll be taking slams in no time.” After another few hits I was flying. I didn’t know what this was but I wanted to feel this way forever. I could hear the door open and shut, admitting more into the darkness, but all I cared about was more cock. The newcomers made their way into the fray, one of them sliding their beautiful cock into my mouth and the other, replacing the guy who was rimming me. He rimmed me for a moment, then he stood. I then felt something blunt at my hole. Cock. I was going to take my first cock. RIght here, right now. He pushed in and I moaned out. I felt so full and so alive. There was a slight pain. But whatever I was high on helped me to know that I needed more of his cock. He obliged, fucking me. The wet sounds of the steam room intensified as other cocks found holes, other hands roamed free. I was in heaven taking cock in both ends, while someone sucked my cock. Then I was pulled off the cock I was sucking and the person I was sucking brought me to their lips, making out with me.Their kiss was hot and charged with passion but also- familiar? “Griff” I whispered. “Shhhhh!” Griff said, realizing who had been sucking him, who he was now kissing. He then brought his lips to my ear nd whispered “I didnt know it was you, but this just became the hottest thing ever, mate.Guess who’s fucking you?” Then the penny fell. I realized who was taking my virginity. I realized my brother Tom, had no idea that the slut he was fucking in the dark was his tag-along kid brother. And it fucking turned me on. I pushed my hole back on his cock with the knowledge it was him “Good boy!” Griff whispered. Then Tom grabbed me from behind saying to Griff “I want a taste too” and brought his lips to mine. The world went still with his cock in my hole and his lips on mine, I kissed back with every ounce of passion I could muster. Iwas in awes and had never been more turned on. “Fuck, you can kiss” Tom said as we broke our lip lock. I want all night with you. Whattya say Griff, should we keep this one all night? “Oh hell yes!” Griff said, all-knowing. “Would you be into some wild piggy party sex with two college boys?” Tom asked me, no idea who he was really asking. Before I could answer someone sparked the lighter to hit the pipe next to us, illuminating my face. There in the light of the lighter I watched the realization fall on Tom’s face. I watched his face go from horny, to confused, to angry, to disgusted, to confused again. “Tom, Before you say anything, let me explain…” Griff tried. But Tom had me by the wrist and was dragging me out of the steam room. He pulled me past the hustle and bustle of the main room. My brother Tom pulled me into the dark corner of the warehouse where it was just he and I. "What are you doing here, Tag? I told you not to follow me." Tom seemed angry and I wasn't sure why. We were both naked, we were clearly both high and I wanted nothing more than to keep on going. So- I shot my shot “Then take me home.” “What?” Tom asked as if he hadn’t heard me. Griff finally found us at this moment but kept a few steps back, unsure how to approach right now. “If you don’t want me here, you and griff take me home and make me yours. Or keep me here and make me yours. Griff knows I should be a part of this and you do too. It’s what I want. I have never felt anything like when you were both taking me just now. I knew you two were up to something, and now I know. Now I can be a part of it. A part of you.” “Tag, You don’t know what your talking about.” “Tom, your still hard.” “What?” “If you didn’t want me to be a part of this, you beautiful cock wouldn’t still be hard.” I took the risk and reach out and grasped it in my hand, he moaned. “Tag, don’t…” “Tom, Please…” Then Griff was there, completing our circle. “Tom, he wants this and he’s gonna figure it all out- wouldn’t you rather it be with us than with some creeps or punks?” “Tag, I wanted to keep you innocent” Tom said, his last vestiges of fight falling away. “But Tom, If I’m not innocent, think of all the fun you can have with me…” With that I turned away from my big brother and opened my asscheeks to him, he moaned as Griff pushed him towards me. Moments later if you passed by that corner you world see Tom sliding his bare cock into my waiting cunt ad begin fucking me against the wall while i made out with Griff who jerked both our cocks. I was in the club. I had no idea what I was in for. Our night was just getting started. Griff and Tom were gonna show me everything…

ok i am in overbrook east west philly

hope Jake takes one from Tim too

Awesome story, reminds me of my introduction to chem sex when i was young(er). Meth and poppers...mmm.

My adult Son's. It's the biggest, and it was my first.

That sounds like Foucault to me, so it sounds like the intellectuals are in agreement. Let me stop before we nerd out here 😆 Your reply made sense. Maybe there's a lot of BDSM subs around me, or the dynamics of sex are different here.

Over the next few weeks Dave started to change his point of view. Things with Niall seemed to go back to normal, work was steady, their banter was good. If anything they seemed to have become closer. Initially he had been afraid to ask Niall what exactly he had smoked that particular weekend, with everything that happened he had forgotten to ask. One Friday though, as they were discussing weekend plans he got the nerve and asked. "Ah, that stuff? It's called T. Can be good for a pick me up. Keeps you up so you can go for the night like". "Jeez i could do with that for training" Dave joked. "So you liked it then?" Niall asked. "Ah yeah was a good buzz, as you say, kept me going in the club too". Niall looked at Dave, unsure of what to make of the youngster's interest, "yeah, it's not something for every week but can be good on occasion." "So", Niall began cautiously to Dave, "what's your big plan for the weekend?". "We've got a match tomorrow afternoon but that's about it" Dave replied, "A few of the lads are talking about heading to town but to be honest the bank account is low this week so I'll probably give it a skip". "Ah right" said Niall, "well if you've any interest I'm gonna watch the soccer, a few cans. Feel free to call, can crash if ya want", Dave smiled, "Sound, man, yeah I'll keep it in mind". Saturday came as did Dave's match. It was a tough slog and Dave took more than a few smacks before being taken off. "Good man" the coach told him, "you played great today". By the end of the match Dave was loving life, they'd won by 3 points and it was his best game of the season so far. When hos teammates brought up going out again Dave was tempted. Unfortunately he was in the red, his parents had subbed him for the coming week. Dave forgot about his fiancial woes quickly though. Now he was looking at his teammates differently. He noticed their different body types and builds, how body hair suited some, who trimmed, who was wearing what sort of underwear, who looked handsome once changed. Where did that come from he thought. As the evening went on Dave was bored, his buddies still away at uni, doing assignments or out with dates. He on the other hand couldn't afford a few pints and a taxi. Then he remembered Niall's offer amd sent a text to see if the invite stood. Niall told him to call away and, if he wanted he could stay. Within the hour Dave had cleaned himself up, taken any beer left in the fridge and driven to Niall's, telling his parents not to expect him home. Niall answered the door similar to last time, grey joggers but this time a City jersey. "You a city fan?" He asked as he and Dave entered the house. "Don't really follow soccer to be honest, but happy to watch a game." "Grand job" Niall replied. As they entered the sitting room Dave was surprised to find someone else there. This guy looked a similar age to Niall, shaved head, 5 o'clock shadow. Even though he was sat down you could tell he was easily 6 ft, he was wearing a dark grey t-shirt, snickers work pants and a pair of work boots. "Dave, this is Tommo" he's just after landing from Dublin. "How's it going?" Tommo said, reaching out to shake Dave's hand, " can't believe they actually let this bollocks train someone up". "Ah feck off" Niall shot back. Dave learned the two men were old buddies and Tommo had a few days off so decided to call down. "Right, I'm gonna clean myself up" Tommo declared after downing a couple of cans. Niall asked Dave about his own match earlier and Dave was happy to give a full report. Just as he was finishing up Tommo came back. Dave cauhht himself glancing at the man who returned in a jersey that seemed a size too small and a pair of tight adidas trackies that showed off a bit of a bulge. Tommo looked at Dave, "jeez lad we look very casual compared to yourself". It was true, despite knowing he wasn't going out Dave had opted for a form fitting polo, jeans and trainers. "Do you not have any he could throw on?" Tommo directed at Niall. "Well..." Niall began as Dave said it was fine. "Nah Tommo's right, much as I hate to admit it". We're gonna be in for the night, might as well be comfortable. With that Dave followed Niall to his room. Dave's pulse began to race as he remembered what happened last time. He could feel the bllod flowing to his cock. "Here, try these" Niall handed Dave a pair of red skinny trackie bottoms. "You might as well throw this on too" he said, passing Dave and old jersey, "just in case of spillage" Niall said with a smirk and a wink. As the evening went on the 3 lads sat watching the match. It was good fun, Dave laughed as the other two constantly threw insults at each other and even got one or two of his own in. As the match finished up Tommo looked at his last can, "fuck it lads, I'm sick of beer, anything stronger?" Niall looked at Tommo and Dave, "well I might have something, Dave no pressure on you now though" he said very matter of fact like. With that he left the room and came back with a back pack. "Look, these are just some party favours I've got" Niall explained, anyone fancy a bump?" "Mighty" said Tommo, rubbing his hands together. Niall divided out the white powder on the coffee table, Tommo led with inhaling it through hos nostrils, followed by Niall who could see the worry on Dave's face. "Hey lad, there's no pressure to try it. But if you're worried I'm here, I'll look after ya". Dave looked at Niall and all his feelings came to the forefront getting rid of dout. "Ok so, but just a small bit." "Ha, good man yourself" Tommo shouted. Once the party favours started so too did the party. Tommo got the remote of the smart tv and found a dance tune playlist on line. As the music played the men learned more about one another. Niall and Tommo had been in school together and both went into trades, basically they were thick as thieves back in the day. They asked Dave about his situation, he was the youngest of 3 brothers, had a girlfriend in school bit they broke up when it came to uni. He'd been single since. "So what you do for pussy?" Tommo asked, "you're a big tank of a rugger, ye get all the women don't ye?". Dave blushed slightly, "well" he began, "between work and training I'm fairly busy. Plus most of the nights out I go on now is with the lads. Usually end up in places with an older crowd". "Nothing wrong with a bit of older totty, is there?" Tommo smirked at Niall. Dave looked puzzled until Tommo explained that he and Niall had once had a threesome with an older woman when they were in their early twenties. Tommo took great pleasure in recounting the experience and Dave was listening, getting excited by every detail. "Hey, why don't we do a few more favours" announced Tommo. Niall could see that Dave looked doubtful about taking another bump, "how about a little T instead?". He offered Dave the pipe and lighter, and joined Tommo in taking some more coke. Over the next hour the lads were partying big time. The music continued playing and the dancing started. After another hit of the pipe Dave could feel the sweat dripping from him. "Lads, I'm boiling. I'm gonna grab a glass of water, anyone else want one?" "Oh yeah, good man" Niall said. By the time Dave returned with the water Niall and Tommo had taken off their tops. "Fuck, it's an oven in here man" Tommo said as he took a glass from Dave. Tommo's chest was covered in a light dusting of dark hair and tattoo of a star on his left pec. Both his and Niall's torsos glistened with sweat and it didn't take much convincing for the now high Dave to start stripping off. It was a sight, three toned men dancing stupidly in a living room in just trackies and socks. "Right" Niall suddenly announced as he turned down the musoc, I need to be a bit more mellow. Niall took out a baggie and divided the powder into 6 lines. Dave looked at his boss, "No worries" said Niall, "This is K. It winds ya down a bit, you can trust me man". Dave followed the other men's lead and sniffed. "How you feeling?" Tommo asked. Dave said he was good but still a bit hot. "Yeah" Tommo agreed, and with that stepped out of his trackies. He sat on the couch, in a pair tight trunks, "much better" he sighed, "lads ye should join me". Niall copied without delay as Dave, now light headed and merry giggled, pulling down the pair he had borrowed from Niall earlier. As he stepped completely free the other men wolf whistled at the 19 year old in his black boxers. "C'mere lad", Tommo instructed as Dave sat between the two older men. "So Davey lad, how are ya feeling now?" Tommo asked. "I'm good lad, fuck, this is savage craic" Dave responded. Niall was quietly inhaling on the pipe and exhaling, "You ever shot gunned?" he suddenly said, looking at his apprentice. "Nah man, what's that?", "Watch myself and Tom and you can try after". Dave watched, totally entranced, as Niall took a hit of T, leaned across him and blew it into Tommo's mouth. His eyes were wide and all he could do was nod when asked if he wanted a turn. Niall blew smoke into the teen and instructed him to hold it before realeasing it back. As Dave got used to the technique it wasn't long before the smoke was being passed between the three men. On the fourth or fifth attempt Dave felt that both the older lads were moving closer when suddenly he felt a tongue slip into his mouth. Dave's head was spinning. Here he was, practically naked on a couch, kissing his boss. It was like an out of body experience, the drugs enhancing every touch making him tingle. While Niall held his face, Dave could feel another set of arms coming from behind. Tommo was rubbing his body, his rough hands settling on Dave's nipples, tweaking and twisting them as Tommo begain to bite, lick and kiss the nape of Dave's neck. Niall pulled back from Dave and looked him in the eyes, "well Dave lad, I reckon you're in for a treat tonight." High as a kite, Dave barely registered what was being said. He loved the senseation of rubbing his hand through Niall's chest hair. Tommo caught Dave's face and turned it to himself, forcefully invading Dave's mouth with his tongue.

Sunday morning Dave woke up in Niall's. After what happened the night before seemed like a blur. Both lads showered again and headed out. Dave's head was all over the place while Niall went on acting as if nothing had happened. Town was quiet, they left the club early, came home and went to bed. Dave tried to bring it up but Niall simply dismissed him saying he'd smoked and drank too much. He needed sleep. Dave went down stairs, hoping to gather his things and sneak out but Niall was already in the kitchen, "awright man, fancy a fry?" Niall was so calm and natural. "Um i was just gonna head..." Dave started before being interrupted. "Nah man, you're not going to be fit to drive yet, eat that and chill." The lads chatted about the night before, ignoring the part where Niall had molested his young guest. But all seemed normal. Dave figured that maybe it was better to leave it, Niall was probably just as embarrassed. After a couple of hours of chatting shit, Niall said bye to Dave and let him head home. That evening though another side effect of smoking the T kicked in for Dave. The horniness. He lay in bed, attempting to take a nap but couldn't get the image of Niall humping him out of his head. Slowly he reached down, stroking himself through his jocks. He re-lived what happened but this time he wasn't upset. He had loved the raw horniness of getting off. No need for all the emotional attachment that women want he thought. His years of fighting his urges seemed stupid now. I wonder he thought. Could i get that to happen again? As he continued picturing Niall above him, rubbing their cocks in unison, Daves strokes sped up. He couldn't hold back the strings of cum that shot and covered his torso. Grabbing a cum rag from the side of his bed Dave wiped himself down before drifting off to sleep.

No, because I am not delusional. Sex is binary and reproductive, male in female. All else is masturbation. While there's no relation whatsoever to superficial "femininity" (long hair, lipstick, panties, etc), there's equally absolutely no way that I could or should feel "masculine" while a man is thrusting in my rectum. In simple point of biomechanical fact, he is the male, and he is using me as a female. Everything else aside, it's just how and why a penis works. It would be inappropriate, disrespectful, and simply bizarre for me to insist on a transparently false equivalence of male status between us, because my putative masculinity is utterly irrelevant in this context. It has no place in the sexual equation. It is a privilege for me to serve him as cunt. It is not at all masculine.

Femme or masculine, it takes a man to take it up the butt!😜