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Part III- Alexander I wake up in the dark to a burning sensation and a heavy object lying on top of me. ”OW, what the fuck!” I glance to the clock illuminating the room. 12:01. My eyes adjust to find my sheet ripped off of me and my nude brother in between my legs pushing them higher up to his shoulders. ”I am sorry it burns little bro, but give your hole a second, I gave you a really big bump. I couldn’t wait any longer to claim your pussy.” Fuck. My dick spasmed at the word. I feel precum ooze out its head as the intense burning morphs into a hunger unlike anything I felt before. Ryan flicks on a LED strip on the ceiling casting the room in a blue and pink glow. Before I can say anything he dips his fingers in my hole again and I moan instantly as he scissors them back and forth. ”Goddamn bro, fuck what are you doing to my hole.” Ryan grabs my chin as spits in my face. ”Rule Number One: Your holes are mine now, you are your older brother’s birthright to fuck and mate.” My mind is in a daze as the hunger grows and I nod listlessly in agreement. ”Rule Number Two…” As sharp pain enters my hole with another burning sensation. “… You will call me Daddy at all times.” The burning quickly fades and all I can focus on is the trail of pubes dusting their way to a throbbing veiny dick hovering near my newly-made cunt. ”And Rule Number Three, You will obey and serve Daddy even if it means he has to drug you to do it. Understood?” I am ready as the third rock is shoved deep and I moan “yes Daddy” as he pulls his fingers out. Daddy places a wet sloppy kiss on my lips and his tongue ravages my mouth as his cockhead leaks precum across my cuntlips as they reach for him. Daddy looks down as he waves his dick over my spot making me beg incoherently for him to take what is his. ”You are mine.” And I feel his head enter.

Hi everyone, I have been slammed at work and probably will be the day or two. I promise to get up the next chapter as soon as I can. I appreciate your patience! Uncut

For the last 2 weeks my Boy, Drew has been regularly fucked by my mates but yesterday I wanted him all to myself so he could focus on my pleasure. he wore his well worn jockstrap, black boots and his upper body harness - god he looked so fukkin hot. I was wearing just my jockstrap. He got to work, licking my balls and sucking my cock. Then without being told, he spread my legs and buried his face in my arse. Drew’s not to keen on eating arse and I was sweaty as fuck but he knows that I enjoy it so he shoved he tongue deep up my hole and tongue fucked me. It felt fukkin amazing. He ate me for almost an hour. I just lay on my belly and enjoyed it. I rolled him over and mounted him. I slowly penetrated him enjoying feeling his hot tight chute swallow my cock. I took it slow. I didn’t want to fuck and seed him quickly. I wanted to enjoy his arse for ages. I fucked him slow and edged inside him for an hour. I felt my balls churning and I exploded inside him. I was proud of the massive load I pumped into him. When I’d emptied my balls he licked my balls and sucked any remaining sperm from my cock. I was tempted to piss in his face but didn’t - maybe next time. I really enjoy how he makes the effort to please me. Next time it’s just the two of us I’ll let him call the shots.

Part 1 of 2 It’s been a while since I’d had any action. I’m traveling right now, in the city pretty regularly and I searched my favorite web app and found a number of guys who looked promising. I’ve learned you’ve got to send out multiple feelers to find anyone serious about playing. I used the same message to all of them. Raw, dad bod - looking for a dude to fill me with his seed. No questions asked or loads refused. If appropriately inspired, happy to return the favor. Most Poz guys are medicated these days so I figured the wording of my ad gives me the widest net possible. I’m not a chaser but at the same time I know I have riskier behaviors and wouldn’t be devastated if I ever did get pozzed. I got a half dozen responses, but several promising guys were quite a distance away and the others didn’t seem to pan out as normal. Just as I was ready to call it a night, a new guy popped on the app. I hit him up saying hi; asking him if he was looking to play. He said yes and it turned out he lived not far from my hotel. After some back and forth it appeared our interests seemed to be aligned, though I told him I was mostly a bottom. He said he was a vers top and enjoyed breeding guys as he tops more often than not. I invited him over to the hotel I was staying in. He said he was getting off work, would run by his house, get cleaned up and be able to be there in around 90 minutes and would hit me up in the app when he got close. From his ad, he appeared to have a nice sized cock and was naturally trim and had some muscles but definitely not a gym rat. I was looking forward to getting a nice drilling from this guy. I did a thorough cleanout then jumped in the shower. As I was toweling off, I got a message on the app that he’s almost here. I threw on some shorts and t-shirt. After putting a towel down as well as poppers, lube and a butt plug, I head to the lobby. Almost immediately I see this really hot guy walking through the sliding doors. Seeing me smile and acknowledge him he heads straight to me. He’s wearing a typical team tank and basketball shorts with flip flops. He introduces himself as Skip, embraces me and whispers how hot I am. We quickly got in the elevator to head back to the room. I really have a thing for guys that have a bit of an edge to them. Skip is a dirty blonde, has an unshaven face that is just becoming a full mustache and goatee, but not yet filled in. His face is weather worn and you can tell he works outside. He’s maybe 5’7”, fit from being a rugged construction type and not from the gym. While not a model he is attractive in that sexy stud down the street way kind of way. He’s got steel grey eyes that sparkle and with deep creases around his eye’s shows he’s been around the block and has done a fair amount of partying over the years. His demeanor screams he loves sex and fun. He definitely checks all of my boxes with his rough trade look. As the door closes, Skip quickly pulls me into him and starts a deep passionate kiss. We are devouring each other’s mouths, and I feel my cock quickly rising to this intense introduction. Skip grabs my hand and has me grab his crotch. He’s not hard but, damn this man is packing some serious meat. He pushes me to the bed, pulls his shirt off and steps out of his shorts. He’s wearing a black jock with a white band emblazoned with Lick, Suck, Fuck, repeating on the waist strap. Both nipples are pierced with black ball rings. He has some chest hair, lighter than by ideal, but has a hairy and very clearly defined treasure trail leading to the jock strap. The pouch barely contains his impressive package. Skip has some random tattoos and very hairy legs. He yanks my shorts down freeing my hard cock and pulls my shirt off as he leans on top of me, deeply probing my mouth again with his tongue. It’s one of those insanely long and intensely deep kisses where we are each trying to dominate the other. After several minutes we are both so turned on and the sexual tension is flying. I roll him over onto his back. I’m very oral and begin alternating from kissing to nipping at his neck and behind the ears. Skip is clearly liking this as he starts moaning and his breath catches. I concentrate on the area of his neck and behind his ears. Like many guys, that seems to get him really turned on. Continuing my exploration, my kissing and licking travels down his neck to his chest where I suck one then the other nipple piercings into my mouth. I flick the steel ball with my tongue and bit gently with my teeth tugging lightly on it. He encourages me to apply more force and I’m sucking hard and biting down on the piercings and using my tongue to twist and flick his nipples. His moans increase and groans out a “fuck yes” as I increase the pressure, he gasps with pleasure. I work my way up to his right then his left armpits slurping and sucking relishing his man scent. Skip spreads his legs and wraps them around me. Fuck, I’m feeling extremely aggressive verses my usual submissive self with this guy. My passion intensifies with each encouraging reaction. I continue down his chest reaching his treasure trail licking and kissing his body as I go. I leave the jock strap in place but take a heady breath, savoring the sweaty smell in the cleft where the thigh meets his pubic region. I’m 98% a bottom but something in me is driving me to dominate this man. Completely in control, I flip Skip over and tell him to get on his knees. As I spread his legs, I notice the biohazard tattoo on his ass. I’m negative and not on PREP and if anything I’m even more turned on. Without missing a beat, I spread his legs further and kiss and lick the tattoo long enough I’m hoping he knows I’ve found it. I shove my face into his ass cheeks. I can’t get enough of this man as I inhale his anal scent and bite the meaty flesh of his butt cheeks. I finally reach my favorite destination on a guy, his hole. I love eating ass almost as much as I like getting fucked. Most tops rarely get the offer and I’ve found most of them love it and only turns them on even more. While he says he’s mostly a top, I can tell Skip is a guy who has been fucked. His hole is protruding a bit and I find myself chewing on those soft distended lips. I then lap at his hole as his brown eye begins to open up for me. I fucking love rimming a man. If your face doesn’t taste and smell like ass for a couple days afterwards, you definitely aren’t do it correctly. I’m able to probe my tongue deep into his hole and I’m in pig heaven as I eat his ass. After 10 minutes or so of complete bliss for me and his non-stop moaning and grunting “fuck yes”, my attention causes his hole to finally bloom open for me. Playing with his now gaped hole, I add a heavy spit wad, and I start fingering him with first one then two digits. He’s clearly enjoying the attention and asks for more lubrication. I spit again as I then added my third then fourth fingers. Twisting and turning my hand, I explored deep into his soft and silky hole. I started massaging his prostate earning a loud groan. Clearly Skip is enjoying the attention to his ass and while his cock wasn’t yet hard there is plenty of precum dripping though the jock strap. Skip glances back and demands that I fuck him. I explain to him, I’m not much of a top and while I will flip fuck on occasion, I’ve never cum in a guys ass. He looks at me and says, dude, at your age, I can’t believe you’ve never cum in a guys ass. I sheepishly grin, and he says, “challenge accepted then”. I’m blessed with a cock that stays hard for hours. While I’m not well hung, my very average 6” cock does seem to be the perfect length to hit a prostate, especially in shorter guys like Skip. It’s probably been close to 2 years since my cock has been in a guy’s ass though. I forgot how warm, silky and smooth it feels surrounding my cock and I’m quickly increasing my tempo. I see him grab the poppers to take a hit. I pause for a second for him and Skip screams out, moaning when my cock finds his prostate. He begins groaning and begging me to keep hitting that spot. After 8-10 strokes sliding alongside his fuck button I pull out briefly as he is shaking from the constant stimulation. I give him a bit of time to relax and then we both take a hit of the poppers. I’m fucking him doggy style and I push his face into the bed as I begin pounding him. I keep this up for about 10 minutes, and a couple times I start to feel a tingle, knowing I’m leaking profusely and am right on the edge of cumming. I slow down a bit; the feeling passes, and then I speed back up using his ass to edge myself. Skip begs me to flip him over so he can see my face as I fuck him. I pull out, reposition and then allow my cock to re-enter his ass. I lean in to kiss him as I’m fucking him. My moment has passed and as I’m fucking him, he puts his arms around my neck. As I bend back, he is now sitting on my cock. He adjusts and when I look down, he is straddling me. Skip takes another hit from the poppers and he begins riding my cock. While I’m still hard, this position doesn’t really do much for me, and after about 6-7 minutes he looks at me and says, “damn dude I can’t believe you’ve not cum.” I grin and remind him, I’ve never cum fucking a guy and I guess it’s now his turn fuck me.

I’m Brandon and I cant believe the night I just had. I would never in a million years would have thought that I’d get caught with my boyfriend by my step dad. I never thought that what came after that would happen to me but it did. It’s still a bit foggy to me but I’ll try to recall it as best as I can. This evening started off chill as fuck. My mom was out of town for the weekend and my stepdad Nick was going to be out for the night. I had invited my best friend Jan over to hang out and stay the night. My family did not know he was my boyfriend; although they might suspect since we are pretty much joined at the hip. Since we had the house to ourselves, we were taking the opportunity to take our relationship to the next level. We’d sucked each other off a couple times but tonight I wanted him to pop my cherry. Everything was going alright. Just the right amount of awkwardness for a first time. I sucked off him 6 inch cut dick and he sucked on my 7 inch cut dick. He had just turned my over and started to eat my hole out when my room door opened. We both turned to see my stepdad standing in the doorway. He was standing there speechless. Jan and I froze like a deer caught in the headlights. It took us a moment before we realized we were butt naked and dashed for our respective piles of clothes. I couldn’t find my underwear and just pulled up my mesh shorts when my stepdad broke the silence. N: I think Jan should probably head home. You can see him out and then come find me in the basement. Jan and I practically ran to the front door. I kissed him goodbye as he wished me good awkward talk with my stepdad. We both chuckled. I shut the door. I paused for a moment before going to the basement. I had just thrown on my shorts, everything else was still on my bedroom floor. I better not keep my stepdad waiting. As I walked toward the basement steps, I paused. I had never been allowed to go into the basement. It was officially a “love resort” for my mom and Nick. I was really curious to see it afterall. As I reached the door at the bottom of the stairs, I knocked and waited for the reply. Nick called me in. I opened the door and was shocked to see that it was a master bedroom of sorts in the basement. A huge bed with a long ottoman in front of it. Nick was sitting on the ottoman and gestured for me to join him right next to wear he was seated. As I walked up my eyes wandered and caught sight of a sex sling. This was the first time I had really thought of my mom and Nick fucking in the house. The thought lingered and would not go away. I wasn’t one of those gay boys that were disgusted with the thought of women. They just didn’t do anything for me in that way. A second thought of good for my mom replaced the first thought. It was good that she had a healthy sex life, afterall, I was trying to have the same. I sat next to Nick and the air filled with awkward silence for a moment. It was Nick that broke the silence. N: Well that just happened. We both had a laugh at that. Nick pulled up 2 glasses from the floor. It looked dark with carbonation like a soda. I took the peace-offering and took a gulp. It had a … lets say interesting taste. Nick said it was a rum and coke. I had never drank alcohol so I just assumed that he was right. N: An adult drink for 2 adults talking about adult things. This caught me off guard a moment. I had just turned 18 a week prior and was not used to thinking of myself as an adult quite yet. I took another gulp of my drink. Nick did his best to disarm the situation by making some small talk but there was something in the atmosphere that wouldn’t go away. Finally after some time I got direct. B: Are you going to tell my mom about what you saw me and Jan doing? N: I don’t know. Are you going to tell your mom what you and Jan were doing? B: Fuck no. My mom and I are close but not that close. She doesn’t need to know when I’ve sucked a dick or got a tongue up my ass. As the words escaped my mouth I was taken back by my directness. I was felling more comfortable by the minute and had no clue as to why. Yes, warm and comfortable. I was actually starting to get warm to wear I was glad I was shirtless. I started to fan myself with my hand. This caught the attention of Nick. N: yes, I think its getting warm down here too. Nick pulls off his shirt revealing a man’s chest. I usually liked smoother guys but I was digging Nicks chest hair. And then I caught myself staring down his happy trail to a nice latino bulge. I shot my gaze up and hoped he didn’t catch me checking out his goods. He continued talking like nothing had happened. I was releaved. N: To answer your question, no. I will not tell your mom I caught you in an intimate moment with your “friend”. He smirked and the sight of him smirking made my dick twitch a bit. N: I have a late birthday gift for you. I know you are a pot smoker but I have some stuff that me and your mom like to smoke from time to time. I think it would be the perfect bonding experience for us. Nick pulled out a bubbler with a round bulb at the end. It had a white residue in the bulb but other than that, it looked like a regular weed bubbler. He held it out for me to put my mouth on. I was totally taken back by this development but did not want to get on his bad side so I put my mouth up to the mouth piece. A flick of a lighter and I was taking my first hit of whatever this was. He told me to hold the smoke in for 3 to 5 seconds. When I finally released I blew out a small cloud. Whatever this was, it was definitely not weed. Nick motioned for me to take another hit so I obliged and took a bigger hit. A second cloud escaped my mouth. I got light headed but in a good way. B: wow, what’s that stuff? N: oh this is just a bit of Tina. I can tell you like it. Just like your mom. Feels way better than weed right? B: Yeah, way better. Can I take another hit? N: Go ahead and finish the bowl. Nick pulled out a torch and this time continued to bob the flame on the bulb. This allowed me to take bigger hits. 3 or 4 huge clouds later, the bowl was done and I was feeling great. N: Good, now that you’re feeling good, we can really talk. I just want to make sure you know what you and your friend are doing or what you are trying to do. I assume that since you talked about dick you have already sucked him off. I nodded silently. N: Has he sucked you off? I nodded silently. N: He was tongue deep in your hole, eating like he was hungry. Did he make that pussy wet? Without thinking I blurted out – B: oh you have no idea. It felt great. Nick just smiled and reached down and grabbed his dick through his shorts. I looked down and was watching it grow slightly. N: Well son, with an answer like that you have me wondering. Just how wet did your pussy get? I was in love with how he was talking about my hole. My dick was hard. Wait, I look down and no I’m pretty soft. Im felling horny but my dick is just there. I’m confused. Nick sees my confusion and refills the bubbler. He takes his hit and melts the tina in the bulb. He lets out a huge cloud. He challenges me to make a bigger cloud. I take the challenge. He lights the bulb with the torch again for me and I rip a good size cloud. It wasn’t as big as his but big. I look over at him and can read his face. I see disappointment in his face. I want to make him proud. I need to make him proud. I ask him to light me up again. This time, a huge cloud escapes my mouth and I get that hazy horny feeling hit me again. I look over at him and he smiles at me approvingly. Again my dick twitches the way only a soft tina dick can. I cant see it but a small drop of precum leaks from my dick through my shorts making a wet spot. I become transfixed on the growing bulge in Nick’s shorts. Nick is standing before me and his dick is growing down the side of the shorts and almost past the material. He moves slightly and the tip of his head is visible for a moment. He takes a huge hit while I’m staring and I don’t see him get right in my face and locks lips with me. I open my mouth instinctually and he blows the cloud into my lungs. His lips close down and we make out for a moment. We break from our kiss and I feel his hands roaming my body. His hands tweak my nipples and I moan. He breaks the moan with another kiss. As we make out, his hands travel down and one hand stops on my soft dick. His touch is electric and I can tell im leaking precum but am amazed that im soft as can be. His other hand ventures behind me and squeezes my perfectly round teen ass. The hand that is playing with my dick is covered in precum. He lifts it up and rubs in on my face, my lip. He licked up the sticky precum with his tongue in the most sexiest lick ever. He pushes me down to my knees. I’m face to face with his dick straining to get free. N: Is Jan’s dick cut like yours? B: yes, he’s cut. N: have you ever seen one that isn’t cut? B: Not yet As if on queue, he slides his shorts off and his dick springs free and smacks my cheek. I stare at it. I’ve never seen a man with foreskin before. I don’t know what to make of it. I reach up, brab the thick piece of meat and pull the foreskin back. It looks just like mine with the skin pulled back. I release it and his foreskin rolls forward covering his head again. N: Lick it. You know you want to. Taste me. I open up and surround his head with my mouth. His precum flavor is different than Jan’s. it’s hard to explain. Jan’s is almost sweeter but Nick’s taste amazing. I tongue his foreskin and flick it back and forth in my mouth. This makes him throb in my mouth. I pull my mouth away. I pull his skin back and take it back in my mouth. It slides all the way into my mouth and touches the back of my throat. I pause for a moment. That’s usually as far as Jan gets but Nick has more dick to work with. I pull off it a moment and take it back in my throat. Nick moans as it sinks further into my throat. N: oh damn boy. You suck just like your whore mom. Better once you get used it. Nick pulls away and leaves me without his dick for a moment. He refills his bubbler and returns. His dick is pointing directly at me. level with my mouth begging for me to suck on it. He hits the bubbler and squats down. He blows the cloud in my face. N: that’s a good little cloud whore. Now take your hit and like I blew out on you, blow out on my dick. He torches the bowel and I get a good hit. I hold it a moment, getting lightheaded and then lean forward and open my mouth. I start to blow the cloud out and Nick slams his dick in my mouth. It happens so quickly, I can barely catch myself enough to blow the cloud out threw my nose. N: Again. He lights the bowel with the torch, I take my big hit and again he rams his dick in my mouth. This time he keeps fucking my throat. I feel his balls slapping my chin. N: Has Jan ever fucked your throat like this? I cant speak with his dick in my throat but I shake my head slightly from side to side. N: Stand up. Time to show me how wet your boyfriend got your pussy. He pulls his dick out of my mouth and a line of drool leaks from his head to my mouth. I stand up and Nick slaps my left ass cheek. I cant see it but I can feel a hand print against my soft complected skin. He leads to the bed and throws me against it. N: Oh your back. Show me that hole. I lean back against the bed and jump up on it. I keep going until my ass is just hanging off the edge of it. I pull my legs up to my chest and grab my ankles. I know this position well. It’s my favorite for Jan to eat my hole. I hope that’s what is going to happen. Nick walks off and comes back with a couple of things in his hands. He places the items next to me on the bed. He pushes his finger against my hole and Jan’s spit is still there. The finger slides in easily. I moan out loud. N: Mmmm. That feel good? You ever been opened up with some fingers? I shake my head in an affirmative. Jan has ever only put 2 fingers in me at a time. But that wasn’t the question asked. I kept that to myself hoping I would get more in me. N: Are you still a virgin? Is this a virgin hole? Before I can answer, he pulls his dickhead to the opening of my hole and circles my hole. He rubs his head right at the entrance and makes me moan so loudly I feel like they heard me outside. He doesn’t push it in, just teases my hole. In between my moaning, I say B: yes, I’m a virgin. Please fuck me. Take my cherry. I need dick in my hole so bad. Fill me with your daddy cum. Nick gets down on his knees and I get sad for a moment. That’s until his tongue starts probing my hole. He’s eating my pussy. 10 times better than when Jan was doing it. I’m moaning so much, I’m drooling. Nick pushes his finger inside me. he eats some more. More saliva fills my hole. A second finger dives in. I’m loving it. When he adds a third finger, I start to really feel my hole stretch but I’m all in at this point. I’m loving it. I look over at the head between my legs and release my ankles. My legs wrap around Nick’s head. He pulls away from my wet hole and pushes my legs back up to my chest. He holds them in place until I take over by grabbing my ankles again. I’m in love with the way his hands feel against my thighs. He touches my inner thigh down to my hole and dips his fingers back in me. I can feel three fingers stretching my hole open again. He pulls out his fingers and lets my hole tighten up again. He reaches over to the items at my side. I look down from my perspective and see that he is grabbing a needleless syringe filled with a liquid. He inserts the syringe into my hole and pushes the contents into me. It starts to make my hole get warm, burn a bit. I flinch as the slight discomfort. I ask him what he just put up in me. N: oh don’t worry baby. I just filled you with a big shot of my cum from my last pnp session. And a ton of crushed up T mixed into my cum. I just wanted to have my load be the first inside of you incase you cant take my big dick. But I think you’ll take it like a champ, no problem. The warming of my hole is making it even more hungry for something inside of it. I start to beg him to put his fingers back in me. N: Hold up little one. He pulls up another syringe filled like the previous. Nick pushes it up in my hole and pushes the liquid up in me. The now familiar warming feeling is welcomed and I once again start to beg him to fill my pussy. B: Was that more cum for me? N: Yup another T load to help prepare you. Nick pulls the syringe out and starts to finger the opening of my hole but just the opening. I start to push back against his finger, trying to get it deeper inside of me. He reaches for a bottle of lube beside of me and lathers his dick. I start to squirm in anticipation. He pulls his body up against mine. He rests my legs on his shoulders. His dickhead touches my hole. N: What do you want son? B: I want your big daddy dick in my hole. I need you to fuck me and fill me with your babies. N: You sure? He asks as he pushes forward to that my hole stretches around his head. B: Yes, now. I need it now. Nick smiles and then lets his body weight fall against my body. His dick sinks into my hole and stretches me around his girthy dick. He lowers himself slowly without stopping. I whimper as his dick penetrates me inch by inch. My hole feels like its on fire with a tree being pushed up inside of me. I dare not ask him to stop. I feel like im about to pass out from the intensity coming from my pussy, the pain. That’s when I feel him bottom out. His balls touch my ass and he leaves the length of his dick inside me. Nick stays in that position. I know he is being generous and letting me get used to the monster dick that has invaded my virgin hole. He leans forward and we start to make out. This helps me relax a moment and my pussy unclenches. Nick feels this and immediately pulls almost the entire length out and slams it all back inside of me. I feel like the wind has been kicked out of me. I cant breath. He holds his position until I start to gasp for air. I make a whimper sound and mumble OMG. Once Nick hears this, he pulls back and slams forward again. This time he continues and starts long dicking me. My body doesn’t know what to do with itself. I feel it trying to fight the invading meat but begging for more of the anal assault. I’m moaning like a good little whore for my stepdad. N: Yes, make your noises baby. Just like your mom. She loves this big dick just as much as you do. Its this statement that lifts the mental drugged up fog a bit and the full weight of what is happening hits me. I’m getting fucked. I’m getting fucked hard. I’m getting fucked hard by my stepdad. I’m taking the same dick as my mom gets. I wonder why she ever leaves the house when she could stay home and get fucked like this all day, everyday. I’m falling in love with my stepdad. With every thrust I’m becoming more and more his little whore. He’s making my body tremble with his meat invading my pussy. Making my body ache with lust. I don’t know how long he lasts fucking me like that. It felt like hours. But eventually he pulled my legs down and I folded them around his waist, pulling him in closer to my body. He stopped long dicking me and just rocked back and forth with it completely inside me. This position made me feel so close to him. When he tired of being romantic. He pulled out and turned me over flat on my stomach. Nick spit on my hole and lined his dick back up with my pussy. He thrusted inside me. He was able to get a good piston fuck going for a few minutes. He pulled me up by the waist and pushed inside me doggie style. His hands roamed my back, pushing my top half down into the bed. My face was smashed into the bed as Nick smashed my hole. I was in heaven. When he tired of that position, he turned me back over and fucked me missionary. This evidently put his dick in just the right angle to hit my prostate and he made me cum like a good little whore. I was so confused how I was only half hard and came without touching myself. It was all him making me feel so good. Watching me cum all over myself must have been what he was waiting for because to really picked up the pace after that. His body slapping against mine could be heard echoing in the room. N: I’m gonna cum. Take my load you gay little whore. Nick slammed into me three more times before staying inside me while he shot his thick load inside me. I could feel the warmth of his cum coat my insides. When he pulled out, I felt the load start to leak from my open hole. It just leaked onto the bed. I couldn’t clench my hole shut. I looked at him and said I was sorry. N: that’s okay. A sloppy hole sometimes does that. It’s okay. You’re gonna get at least one more load from me and one more from our guest once he arrives. I look at him questioning what he meant. N: oh don’t worry. It’s not a stranger and you’ve already taken a load from him. It was the second shot of cum I lubed you up with. The thought of having some strangers cum inside me both scared and excited me. I was at a loss for words. B: Who’s cumming over? Who’s cum is inside of me? N: oh don’t worry baby. It’s not a stranger. Your boyfriend Jan’s dad is breaking him in right now like I’m breaking you in. He and I always PNP when the girls are away. They’ll be over in a little while and then the real fun can start. So now I have just jumped in and out of the shower. Cleaned off the sweat and cum so I can look presentable for my boyfriend and his dad to come over for more fuck fun.

I have to take calcium supps 2-3 hours after my newly-switched Dovato so I do the med when I get home from work and vitamins at bedtime.

I dated many married older men who weren't getting their cock sucked at home, or wife refused to do anal. So they use me to fulfill their sexual needs, ranging from sucking cock, getting fucked in the ass, to dressing up in their daughter's clothing with wig to let them act out their fantasies. One guy made me cum inside condoms so he could save it and use it as lube on his wife. He said his wife's pussy tasted much better when it was fucked using my cum as lube.

My poz butt. It needs more toxic loads.

My poz cock. But on meds… (sorry to all the chasers)

Hey, as I see it, it is a great story that we wouldn’t have seen if you didn’t try to translate it. I don’t know many people who could translate a story written in English into other languages without hiccups. We run into a similar issue with people who have never done any stories complaining about some of the stories here. Please don’t get discouraged or upset. I think you are way ahead of what I could have done and I’m hoping to see more.

One way I like, is to make sure my knees are dirty/muddy while I'm walking the trails of a local park. I love wearing a dark colored shirt to the bookstore too, so I can let the CUM either drip down onto it or take messy facial where some jizz spurts into it, then walk around that way. CUM on my face and on my shirt. I'm planning on doing it today. I have a shirt with CUM on it from my last trip.

Few things turn me on more than a speculum. I love having my hole stretched open and feeling my insides open up to the outsides! When guys breath down my man cunt, play with the lining or munch on it, it drives me wild! love being streched open and filled with piss pic not me but been in the position many a time 😈

Moderator's Note: This thread was moved to the Backroom at the poster's request. Since this started out in the General Bareback Stories section, the Backroom content will not appear in the first chapter. Boy, it’s time… You know how it is: You try to fuck your boy as often as daily life permits. But when you’re a Daddy married to a fuckpig; it’s your duty to get your boy well and truly used from time to time. So when I noticed Del’s stress levels rising, I knew it was time. Friday afternoon and we both just logged off from work for the day. Thats when I surprised him. All I had to do is say those three magic words, “Boy, it’s time.” Del hugged me excitedly, gave me a big kiss, and scampered off to clean out and pack his trick bag. Soon enough we were headed to our favorite cheap motel on the city’s east side. You know the kind I mean. Single story. Locally owned. No name other than ‘Motel’. We check in requesting the room at the far end of the building. The owner gave me the same knowing smirk he always does. ”Have fun.” he growls as he slaps the keys on the counter. I don’t need to describe the room. The place is a hole. Perfectly suited for the events to cum. I connected to the internet and start posting to all the sites and cruising the apps. Because of the motels location, this place has several long-term residents. People on the fringes of society, let’s just say. Within minutes, I heard a familiar light knocking. I opened the door. It was Russell. It’s always Russell. “Saw your car,” he said to me absently. “Been awhile, Del!”, he proclaimed as he stepped in, stripping as he entered. Now, Russell is not a good-looking guy. But he’s mid-forties and former military - so the body is solid - and he’s got a standard issue dick that always delivers the goods. Del was instantly on his knees sucking Russell’s dick. Seconds later he got his first raw fuck of the evening. Head down - ass up at the edge of the bed. I take in the sight of my boy getting his first load. Russell pulled out and Del dutifully cleaned him off. “I’ll spread the word”, Russell promised as he put himself back together to leave. Trucker Paul, another ‘local’, was next. Big burly older dude with a seemingly permanent cigarette dangling from his lips. Paul likes to get verbal. Del LOVES verbal. “You fucking pig! You back? You want more of this?!”, Paul sneered while grabbing his crotch. “Yes, Sir!”, Del dutifully replied, “Please, Sir!”. Paul started unbuckling his belt and opening his grubby jeans. Paul pulled out his fat stubby dick and shoved it into Del’s face. “Suck it, faggot! Suck my dick you useless pig!”. This was music to Dels ears. He sucked Pauls dick with abandon. Moments later, Paul shoved Del to the bed. Del assumed the position - head down, ass up. Paul stepped up and shoved his stubby dong into Dels hole. “Fuck! FUCKING PIG!”, Paul spat as he pounded Dels hole. A stream of profanity followed as Paul unloaded in him. With a slap on the ass, Paul was done. He picked up his pants, and turned to leave, only then did he acknowledge me with a nod of the head. Next up was the first web hookup arrival. Blue collar type. Still in his work clothes - likely worked the power plant nearby. Mid-thirties. Tall. Brown hair. Actually really damn good looking. I gestured him over to Del. ‘Blue’ hesitated briefly upon seeing Del stark naked. “Whoa, I just wanna get blown, dude”, he announced cautiously. “Have at it.”, I replied. With that he whipped out his already very hard dick and sat in the chair opposite me. By the look on his face, I think the sight of Del crawling over to him concerned him a bit. I stifled a laugh at that. But any concern melted away once Del’s very talented mouth was on his pole. ’Blue’ signed deeply once Dels mouth embraced his dick. His head hung back, his jaw fell open. It was obvious that it had been while since he had been blown. Poor straight boy. Del worked Blue’s dick with his usual skill. “Ohhhhhhhh….fuuuuuuuuuck”, Blue growled, over and over. He was getting some world-class cocksucking. After a bit, Blue stood up and grabbed Del’s head. He pushed his dong down Del’s throat and unloaded into him with a guttural growl. He stood there a moment, cock still down Del’s throat. And eventually released Del’s; head. Blue stood there dazed for a moment. Then, being the polite boy I trained him to be, Del said “Thank you!” as he wiped his mouth with his forearm. This brought Blue back to his senses, and he quickly composed himself and his clothes. As he was leaving I stopped him and said, “Tell your friends - were here all weekend”. Blue glanced back at Del as he licked the cum off his forearm. Then looked at me, gave me a wry smile, and left.. There was a break in the action for awhile. Then a sketchy dude stopped by. Street meat. (Seems word got around) Young, short, fireplug type. Scruffy as hell. By his look, he was no stranger to ‘phamaceuticals’. I felt he might be trouble but Del likes sketchy dudes, and I can handle myself just fine. So after confirming he didn’t have any weapons on him, I let him in. I pointed him to the bath and told him to take a shower - with soap. He readily agreed. Felt bad for the guy. Clearly he had been on the street awhile. When he walked back out, naked, we were treated to a very nice sight. Hairy chest and legs. Full bush. A fat cock. And about a dozen random tattoos. ‘Sketchy’ lay flat on the bed, face up. Del immediately started servicing his thick meat. Once hard, Del greased that pole and rode that dick cowgirl. I always smile when I see Del fuck himself like that. Its strikes me as so joyous. Eventually, Sketchy bred Del good and deep. “Daddy, can we keep him?”, Del asked playfully. I chuckled, and shook my head no. Del happily sucked Sketchy clean. I fished a t-shirt out of my bag and gave it, a bottle of water, and some snacks we had brought to Sketchy as he left. As he walked out, another dude was just walking up. Not a ‘local’. I greeted him at the door. “Is this the place?”, he asked suggestively, grabbing his obvious bulge. I recognized his accent - Senegalese. He was one of the guys I had chatted up online. Tall, slim, black, late 30’s early 40’s. I opened the door further so he could see my boy naked on the bed. “Ah..it seems so..”, he said with a smile as I stood aside for him to enter. I stopped my online cruising to take in this scene fully. He went up to my boy and kissed him sweetly. Few things get my boy harder than kissing. I watched as Del’s dick stiffened. “I am going to fuck you”, the new arrival said - his voice like honey, “I am going to fuck you…like a bitch”. That accent was hypnotic! I heard Del whimper. With that, this latest arrival stepped back and made a show of stripping down. His body was completely smooth. His entire body a hairless dark brown. Several inches of jet-black dong hung before him, flaccid. Del crawled over to him and took that uncut dong into his mouth. “That is right. That’s is right. Get it good and wet.” What followed was a sight to behold. My boy, legs up ‘like a bitch’ as this dark master walked up to him. Del urgently took the first popper hit of the night. I watched as this black god slowly pushed his thick nine inches into Del’s hole. “Mmmm…yesss…very sweet”, hissed the stranger when he was balls deep. A slow and steady fuck ensued. One speed. A constant slow methodical fuck. Now, my boy has stamina, but this was testing his limits. For half a hour I watched that wrecking bar slowly piston my boy’s hole. By that time, Del was shaking with lust. His cum hunger eventually overwhelming him. “Please! Please, cum in me! Breed me! BREED ME, PLEASE!” Hearing that, the fucker stopped cold, looked Del in the eys and simply said, “All you had to do…was ask.” Instantly, his cock and balls started flexing and he flooded my boy with cum. Del moaned loudly, his dick spasmed and shot his load all over his belly. I’ve only seen Del shoot hands free a handful of times, so this was one for the books. The fucker, having unloaded fully, began his long journey out of Del’s ass. It was beautiful to behold that huge black dong slide out of him. Del lay there, slackjawed, as he experienced that full retraction. Finally, he was out. He turned to me and said, “Now that - is how - you fuck - a bitch.” The fucker walked over and sat down with me - still naked - at the rickety table I was occupying next to the window. His cum-slicked dong hanging before him. I offered him a cigarette and we smoked in silence; taking in the sight of Del writhing on the bed, fingering his gaping fuckhole, wallowing in the moment. The fucker and I gave each other a knowing smile. After awhile, I noticed the fuckers tool was getting hella-hard again. He snuffed out his cigarette and quipped, “Time - for round two”. As he approached Del for the second time, I could see the apprehension in Del’s eyes. He looked over at me. “Daddy?” He said fearfully. “You know the rules, boy.”, I replied. I watched as the fucker lifted my son’s legs. “Daddy?!” I watched as the fucker kissed my son’s hole with his uncut dong. “DADDY!”, he pleaded while taking some of the bigger popper hits I had ever seen him take. I watched as this black master plunged into Del’s fuckhole once again. Del’s whole body shook - violently. “Shhhh…”, the fucker whispered as he stroked Del’s face, “…you need cock…you need cum…I will give you what you need…now, you give yourself to me.” As if by magic, hearing those words caused Del’s whole body to relax. “Better…much better”, said the fucker as he railed my son’s hole yet again. This guy, without a doubt, had some of the best fuckskill I had ever seen. When it was over. I shook his hand before he left and thanked him for destroying my boy’s hole so completely. I passed him one of personal cards and let him know he would be welcome message me about using Del again. Time for some aftercare. Examined Del’s fuckhole. Gaping open and distended. “Are you satisfied, boy? Did you get what you needed for today?”, I asked as I lay down and held him in my arms. “Yes, Daddy. Thank you, Daddy”, he replied. “Daddy is so proud of you. I love you so much, boy”. Del snuggled into me - my little spoon - and softly spoke saying; “I love you, Daddy”. (End Part One)

Part II- Ryan My hands are shaking as Dad, or rather Alpha, drives us to the pick-up spot. He had arranged for a drop with his dealer, this Russian hunk of a man who towers over even me. I swear the man makes me look short and I am 6’3. Somehow Alpha isn’t intimidated by him. Alpha introduced me to him, Mike, a couple years ago and his dick was slipping out the leg of his basketball shorts, P.A. gleaming in the streetlights. I would love to see that dick in action as I have only heard rumors about Mike’s reputation. I do know that his bottoms usually end up broken though. ”Alpha, I really want to get back to him, it’s almost time. The sun has already set and it is an hour to midnight.” ”Don’t worry boy, you will get what is yours, just don’t forget that we are sharing this okay. Now I ordered a lot so there should be no complaints, understood?” I nod as a dull engine roars to a stop on Alpha’s side of the car and Mike’s voice rings out. ”Let me know if it is worth my time alright?” He leans over the passenger seat and stretches a long and muscled arm out to hand Alpha a drawstring bag. “Yes sir!” Mike pulls off in a hurry and Alpha follows suit aiming the car homeward. A smirk is on Alpha’s face and I understand exactly why when I open the bag. ”Fuck, Alpha, can we use this right away?” ”Ease him in, soon he will be begging for it.” The pipe, baggies of T, and fresh needles clink as he presses down on the gas, shorting the space between us and our new toy.

Was a Italian American buddy who was nerdy and up for pics.

I am a married 58 year old masculine dadbody bi-bottom pig. I have posted here before under various names. I travel for work. I was staying in a hotel last Friday night. I don’t play often, but I was very horny for cock last night. It had been a five-month self-imposed drought of cock. I don’t play often because I am not on PReP. I got on squirt.org the previous evening and chatted with a local Bi guy in his mid-50’s. His pictures sported a very nice thick 8.25” cut cock. When I asked if he was poz he asked “what does poz means” We chatted for a bit on Thursday evening, suing out what our kinks were. He was very shy. Friday evening after I got back to the hotel, I had a nice hot shower and got clean inside and out. After the ball game ended I hit him up to come to my hotel room. He asked for all the lights to be off with only a sliver of light from the almost closed bathroom door. He knocked very quietly, and I let him in right away. I could tell he was nervous and horny at the same time. We both stripped naked immediately. I dropped to my knees and sucked the head of his big cock – there was no way I could take all of it in my mouth. He had a nice big cut mushroom head. He was hard as a rock in no time. I lubed up his throbbing cock with a generous amount of silicone lube. I took my place on the edge of the hotel room bed with towels in place. He slid into my dad cunt and we both moaned. He started off slow, allowing my hole to relax and stretch around his raw cock. He picked up the pace and I whispered “oh fuck yeah” “feels so good” “I love your big cock” “pound me” “breed me” – He started pounding my gaping hole until he dumped his first anonymous load of DNA deep in my guts. He flipped me over and was going to suck me off. But I slid off the bed on my knees and said “let me clean your cock first”. Like the pig that I am, I sucked his cock clean, and it made him crazy hard. I think it was the first time anyone had done that for him. I climbed back on the edge of the king size bed gripped the sheets, and he slid into my dad slit again. He churned up the first load and pushed it deep in my guts. His balls slapped against my taint. It was raw animal sex that only men on men can know. He buried his throbbing cock deep in my hole. After that he became nervous, put his clothing back on and left asap. Post nut guilt, I think. I hopped in the shower and tried to push his loads out, but his dick rammed them so deep only a small dribble came out. I only take 2 to 4 loads in my ass per year, but this guy needs to be a repeat customer.

Part 2: As I walked across campus, heading towards the locker room, I couldn’t avoid stares from several people. Some saw the dried spit and clumped hair around my face. Some, who got too close to me, caught the undeniable scents of piss and cum emanating from my body. When those people stared, I just put my head down and felt tears drip down my face. Those were not the worst. The worst were the pointers and laughers, the ones who called me faggot or asked where my owner was. How far had this already gone? Did everyone know? A couple of the biggest guys grabbed their crotches and gestured towards me. I could only mutter a weak, “Go to Hell,” and they only laughed. I could feel with every step, cum leaking from my ass. One guy walked up beside me and moaned, "Damn, baby, you look so hot with that spunk sliding down your legs. I wish I was that big a WHORE," yelling the last word and laughing with several other guys. My only hope to avoid a scene was to get to the locker room before anyone else and change into my uniform. No luck. I opened the locker room door and several of the players were already there. The catcher and an outfielder looked up from their phones, laughing and said, “Hey, BOY, nice video.” I looked at them, tears still wet on my face. I heard the word queer muttered, and walked to my locker. I grabbed my uniform, with a hope to put at least the pants on. “You won’t be needing those Collins.” The coach’s voice bellowed from across the locker room. I turned and watched him walking to the front of the benches. “Alright you guys, shut up and sit your asses down.” We all found seats and the room got very quiet. Coach glared at me before turning his glance away. “Alright. I know you’re all trying to figure out why there is a meeting this morning. We have to make some changes to the team,” again his eyes focused on me. There was whispering from all the guys, wondering what was going on. Coach continued, “We have an opening for Team Captain, and you’re gonna vote now.” Clearly, some of the guys hadn’t seen the video yet, because some started to yell in confusion over what was happening. Coach smirked at me, the catcher muttered, “faggot.” Coach asked, “Collins, you want to say anything?” Everybody looked at me, wondering what the hell was going on. “Please coach, don’t do this.” It came out as a croaked whisper. “You tell them, or I do.” “Please, coach…” “Collins is…” “I’m quitting the team,” I blurted out. Guys looked at me in shock. Some laughed, thinking it was a joke. “I’m quitting because I…” Coach smirked at me, “Trying to take the pussy way out there Collins. You aren’t quitting the team. I told you.” I could feel tears in my eyes, but would not cry. “I’m quitting. I quit. You can’t stop me.” Coach said, “You’re not quitting. Tell the guys what is going on. Tell them what you are, or I will.” I looked back at him and, knowing there was no way I was getting out of this with dignity, I simply said, “Fuck you, COACH.” There was shocked silence from everyone. We’ve all said that to each other, but no one ever dared to even think of saying it to him. Coach, a very brief flash of anger and disgust in his face, soon replaced by that damn smirk again, “Watch your mouth. Stand up, now.” I stood up and stared him down. “Last chance, you tell them or I do.” I heard someone whisper, “What the hell is going on?” I looked at the Coach and said, “I don’t think you’re going to say anything about me are you Coach? Unless you want them to know your side.” Coach walked up to me and said, “Don’t you threaten me boy. I own your ass.” Coach waited, I stared at him. “Collins is stepping down as Captain, effective today. He is not quitting the team, despite his little theatrics. He’s also not getting kicked off the team, despite his outburst. No, Collins, you’re going to be staying involved in the team, deeply involved.” I turned to walk away and coach grabbed the back of my shirt, causing it to start to rip, but also to really show the nipple piercings. A couple of guys saw them and laughed, pointing them out. “Don’t you ever turn your back on me again, BOY. Do you hear me?” “Fuck you, Coach. Fuck you AND your fucking rules.” “You stupid little punk,” was followed by a punch to the gut. “Collins is out as Captain, because I will not have a cock sucking faggot representing my team.” “What?” “You’re gay?” “What the hell, JC???” I stood upright and glared at the coach. “Take off the shirt, show them. Take it off, or I’ll rip it off.” I glared at him, pulled it off and threw it in his face. “What am I showing them coach?” I looked down and saw the piercings, which did not appear to be new. I also saw the number 77 and yesterday’s date tattooed above my right pec. It took a second for it to hit me. “Oh god… what the…” Coach smiled, and simply said, “You sure were busy last night, and this morning. Take the shorts off.” I was lost, more memories of my defiling floating in and out, a hideous cacophony of my screams, guys grunting and the sounds of cocks shoving into my wet hole. “I’m sorry, Coach. Please don’t do this.” “Take them off NOW.” I took off the shorts, peeling them from legs, and feeling my ass sticking to them from the cum leaking out. “Turn around. Show them who you are. Show them the pathetic thing you became.” I turned around, showing the rest of my team, my brothers, my ass. “Dude, what the fuck.” “I think I’m gonna be sick.” “Is that… You fucking sicko.” The tears came, and I did not stop them. They fell down my face, as guys continued to make comments, calling me all kinds of names. “Turn back around Joey, let them fully understand.” I slowly turned back around, putting my hands across my marking. “Move your hands, Joey. Show them how proud you are of being a whore.” I dropped my hands to my sides. The 77 seemed to be in bright lights, in huge print, calling out to everyone about me. “Tell them what that means. I want to hear you tell them everything.” I looked at the guys, could see looks of disgust, contempt and hatred on their faces. One face in the back had a different look; a look of interest. “I got ra…” “The truth Joey.” “I got,” (raped, that’s what I wanted to say), “fucked by,” (why did I say fucked? It was rape), “a bunch of guys.” Despite knowing the truth in my mind, my mouth was saying the opposite. “I got fucked by a bunch of guys. They fucked me over and over, and I took 77 loads in my ass. I fucking loved every minute of it. Begged them to fuck my cunt, make me a cum dump. I drank several loads of piss from them, and from my own cock. They fucked me like a whore, even going two at a time in my ass. I have no idea who they were, except for one, who I guess is my owner or Sir as I call him.” “You fucking queer. You are so fucking disgusting. You should get off the fucking team. None of us want you here.” This was one of the pitchers, who stood up and spit in my face. Again, my thoughts and words were opposites. I was disgusted with what I’d said, and with what this teammate, this friend, just said and did. But what I heard myself say was, “Thank you,” as I licked up his spit. “Sit down Michaels. Now, I’ve already decided what is going to happen. You’re going to choose a new team captain. Everyone but the homo is voting. Collins is going to stay on the team, no changes there. But, he is going to play a very different role off the field. He is yours to use however you want from now on. He will do whatever you tell him to do. If he refuses, do whatever you want to him; he can take it.” “Now, while we handle team business, get the fuck out of my sight faggot.” Seeing no support, I walked to my locker, got dressed, including the now torn shirt, and walked out. The guy who had the interested look, one of the outfielders, grabbed his crotch and said, “I’m gonna have some fun in your pussy.” I couldn’t muster any response and walked out.

Joey’s New Life, Day 1: Sir and I got back in the car, this time I was made to sit in the passenger seat. He drove and I asked him where we were going. “I’m taking you back to your dorm.” We sat mostly in silence as he drove. “Sir, why me?” He looked at me and said, “What do you mean?” “Why did you do this to me? Why did you rape me and then let those other guys rape me?” “To make you learn a lesson you needed to know. You flaunt your ass around in places you shouldn’t, to guys you REALLY shouldn’t, and then don’t spread your legs? You were a fucking cock tease and you got punished. You enjoyed it though; you shot five loads, all while getting fucked and taking loads. Only a true cum whore would cum, without touching himself, so many times while getting fucked.” “No, I didn’t enjoy it. I wanted to die each time a guy shoved his dick in me. More so, each time another load was shot in me.” “I don’t know boy, your cock tells me you liked it. In fact, it’s telling me that now.” I looked down, and my crotch was sticking up in the tight shorts. “No, this isn’t… I’m not…” “Take your cock out boy, right now.” “I can’t, not in the car.” A slap across the face, bouncing my head off the window, “Do it now, boy.” I unbuttoned the shorts and pulled my cock out. It was rock hard and the head was glistening with fresh pre-cum. My pubes were crusted together in clumps from cum drying in them. “Jerk off boy. Show me how you didn’t like being a cum dump.” I reached down and began jerking off as we drove down the freeway. Memories of some of the more brutal and disgusting incidents flashed into my head, causing me to gag in disgust and want to scream in agony. My cock was rock hard, but no matter what the thoughts were, it continued to throb. I looked over and there was an older guy driving a SUV, and he was glancing over. He saw me jerking off and smiled and nodded his approval. I mouthed, “Fuck you,” and Sir slapped me again, causing the other driver to laugh. As we pulled onto campus, I felt the tell-tale sign of my cumming. However, when I finally came, only a drop or two of cum came out. “That’s what your last couple of loads were like last night. I think you successfully emptied every set of balls, even yours, in your partying.” We pulled into the parking lot of the dorm, finding a parking space as far from my building as we could. “Let’s go boy, time for your walk of shame.” We got out and walked toward the dorm. People looked at me, some briefly glancing and turning away in revulsion, others staring. Several girls, and a few guys smiled and nodded approval. One guy watched me, licked his lips, and as I passed him, grabbed my ass. I turned on him and snapped, “Don’t touch me.” He smiled back and said, “Oooh, look at you trying to be a man. I think I’ll be more than touching that fine ass pretty soon.” I noticed several people standing around and watching, some with phones out recording this. I weakly responded, “Fuck you.” He slapped my ass, with several people laughing at me, leaned in to my ear and whispered, “Bitch, you the one getting fucked. And as wet as your ass is, I think you know that.” People laughed as my face turned red and I tried to run toward my dorm. “BOY.” I froze at the severity of his tone and turned back to him. “Get your ass back over here, NOW.” I started back toward him and the other guy was looking from my face to Sir, who continued to stare at me. Everyone else had stopped at the snap of Sir’s command, and all eyes were on me. I stopped in front of Sir and hung my head down. What the hell am I doing, acting like some whipped puppy in front of dozens of people, some who I recognized from classes or the dorms. “What do you say to this man?” I looked at the guy who grabbed me and could not say anything. “Boy…” I looked to Sir and back to the guy and mumbled an apology. He heard me and smirked, but Sir was not satisfied. “Louder and clearer, so everyone hears.” The red in my face and the heat of the embarrassment increased ten-fold. “I apologize for being disrespectful to you.” The guy just smirked more and said, “You’ll be sorry later, BITCH.” People laughed and resumed their travels. Sir and I walked on, him smiling at my clear embarrassment. Sir handed me my wallet, keys and my phone as we stood by the door. He gently took my chin in his hand, and lifted my head to look at him. For a brief second, I feared he was gonna kiss me. I wish he had. He spat, loudly and wetly, right onto my face, causing a splatter due to the closeness on impact. “Enjoy your day boy. I think your world is going to change very quickly and very soon. Don’t wipe that off. Go, get your bag for class, and don’t even think of changing clothes; that’s your outfit for the rest of the day, or at least until you’re told to strip. I’ll check in on you when the time is right. Until then, GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY SIGHT YOU PATHETIC FAGGOT.” People looked at us, at me after he turned and walked away. I wanted to curl up and die, but I knew that wouldn’t happen. As I turned go into the dorm, my phone buzzed as a text came in. “Emergency team meeting, 9:30. Locker room.” I had just over an hour until my world ended. I went upstairs and to my room, noticing stares from other guys and hearing laughter from rooms. At one door, which was wide open, I heard a couple of guys laughing and heard the unmistakable sounds of Sir yelling “Boy.” One of the guys laughed and said, “I never thought he was a faggot. But, at least now I know where to go when my girl won’t put out.” They both laughed and I got out of the doorway, before they could see me. I got my bag and opened my closet, thinking of changing clothes. More memories of my gangrape came back, causing my hole to burn in agony. I closed the door and walked out of the room.

Part 10 – Turning of the Screw “It’s time for you to spread your cunt, bitch.” My mind was a haze, what just happened? I’d been raped twice, taken both their loads. As my mind cleared, I could still remember a second rape, but there was only brief snippets of what happened the second time. “Stand up, bitch. The guys out there are getting very impatient, they want their turn in that cunt.” I stood upright, getting a little light headed from being bent over. I moved closer to the wall as the sadistic, black mailer unlocked my cuffs. “Now, we’re gonna get you ready for your first service.” After removing the cuffs, he unbuckled the gag and the blindfold and removed them from my head. “You won’t be needing those anymore, will you cunt?” I looked at him and said, “I’m not a cunt. My name is Joey.” The man looked at me and chuckled. “Whatever you say, whore. The way you spread that ass so willingly and took my load so willingly, without asking my status. You’re a whore, you little punk.” “Fuck y-,” is what I tried to say. Before I could say it, a fist was delivered straight to my gut. I doubled over in pain, only to have my head yanked up by the hair. “I am enjoying your misery and will enjoy causing you any type of physical pain I can imagine. Feel free to mouth off to me any time you want. Every time you do, I get to punish you. The great thing that you’ve received is that you will feel that pain, but there will be no damage visible. Although that nose and eye are going to remain visible since the damage occurred before the change.” “Now stand the fuck up, you little whore.” I stood back up and looked him in the eyes, “I’m not a whore.” “Whatever you say. You’re first job begins now. Each man out there is paying $50 to fuck your ass and dump a load in you. Great thing for them? That $50 covers as many fucks and loads as they want to give you. In fact, there is one very special man out there who paid $100 to have the privilege of fucking you first.” “Please don’t make me do this. Haven’t you already done enough to me? You already raped me and probably gave me your fucking disease. And, I can’t remember what else, but there was a second guy too.” “Your stuff is there, right where you left it. You can get dressed and leave now.” I grabbed the bag, and he was telling the truth. I grabbed my clothes and got dressed, never taking my eyes off of him. I finished dressing and walked towards the door. “Joey.” I turned to him and he smiled at me and simply said, “You know you have no say in this.” “Fuck you, you sick faggot.” I walked out the door. I thought I was going to go to my car, but for some reason I was walking towards the trucks. I stopped and stared down the walkway that paralleled the truck parking spaces and took my shirt off. It’s a warm night. I walked down the walkway, moving further from my car. I could hear whistles and catcalls from the truckers, could even hear some of them getting out. “Yeah, boy, take the pants off too,” “Show us that fine ass of yours.” “Fuck you, faggots.” “Did you hear that guys, this stupid little whore called US faggots. He’s the one walking around, showing off that ass.” One of the truckers who got out, a black guy about 6’4” and looking to weigh about 250, walked toward me. I stepped back, but could not move fast enough. A punch to the jaw, sent me sprawling to the ground, followed by a booted foot to my side. “Get away from you fucking nigg…” the boot that kicked my side was now delivering a stomp to my crotch. “Watch your mouth boy. That kind of talk will get you into a lot of trouble.” I was writhing in pain from the kick and the stomp. “Get up punk.” I lay on the ground, focusing on the pain. “GET. THE. FUCK. UP. BITCH.” I rolled on to my side, then on my hands and knees. I reached out to the guy, to try and pull myself up. He saw this and turned so that I grabbed his crotch. “Yeah, faggot, I knew that’s what you wanted. That’s why you’re out here.” He reached down, grabbed me by the hair and pulled me, dragging me to a table in the middle of the rest stop. “Take off your pants, bitch. We’ve been promised some good pussy tonight.” “Please, don’t do this to me. I’m not a faggot. Please, let me go…” He looked at me, smiled an evil grin, and said, “I don’t care if you’re a faggot or not. Your ass is ours tonight, until we’re done.” With that, he reached around to the back of my pants and tore them from the waist, down to the ass. “TAKE THE FUCKING RAG OFF NOW. Before I break another rib.” I began to cry, whimpering “please…” as I reached down, pushed the shredded sweats down and stepped out of them. The black man reached down to my crotch, and covered it completely with his right hand. Using his grip, which felt like it was crushing my cock and balls, he pushed me back, until my knees hit a table. “Lay down, whore. I wanna watch your face as I rape that queer ass. Although, you’re a faggot, so is it really rape when you love taking it up the ass?” And he laughed as he pushed me down. “Slow down Marquise, you don’t get to go first.” I looked over and the guy from the restroom was staring down at me. “What the fuck man, thought this cunt was open game.” “It’s open game, but there is one man here who gets first shot at fucking this little bitch. Don’t worry about him getting loose though, he’s gonna be tight as he is now, for the rest of the night. Even after you get through with him.” “Fuck man, I want this bitch to spread for me, but I’ll follow the rules.” “You ready, man?” the bathroom guy called out. Soon, there were men surrounding me, I couldn’t see how many, but there were a lot. “Please don’t do this. I’m not a fag.” The guys laughed, some taunted me, but soon the guys at my feet parted and the guy who would apparently fuck me first, walked through. The guy moved closer into the light, and my gut dropped as his face came clearer. “Joey, you fucking little queer.” The bathroom guy smiled and looked at the guy. “Hey little brother, I told you this little bitch was a fucking cum hungry queer pussy boy.” “You fucking disgust me Joey. Letting my brother fuck you in the bathroom, taking his load in your cunt. If I’d known this is what you were, you’d never have been on the team.” “Please Coach, get me out of here. I’m not a queer, I don’t want this.” “Get you out of here? Bitch I watched you take my brother’s cock up that pussy. I’m gonna get a little piece of that ass before we turn you over to the other guys. But don’t worry boy, I’m not gonna kick you off the team. No, I think you’re gonna have a new role as the cum rag mascot for the other guys. They win, they get to use you.” “Marquise, was it? Can you do me a favor? Hold this little bitch’s legs up so I can get in that cunt?” For the third time that night, a zipper was pulled down and a cock was taken out to fuck my cunt. My legs were pulled to my chest, leaving my ass an open target. “How many loads did he take? Should I lube up?” Coach’s brother told him, “He’s got two loads in him. He doesn’t get any lube other then the cum in his pussy.” I felt coach move between my legs, his thick cock head touching my hole. “Here cums your next cock, faggot.” I screamed out loud as he ripped into my ass. My hole should have been loose after the first two fuckers, but it felt like I was losing my virginity again. “NOOOO. Take it out, I can’t take it.” The guys all around only laughed. “Fuck that pussy.” “Rape his cunt.” “Breed his ass.” “Let his legs go Marquise. I want him to hold them himself.” The coach’s brother took one of my hands, Marquise took the other, and moved them to the back of my knees. “Spread those legs wide bitch. You’ve got about 60 guys to go after Coach is down plowing that cunt.” He leaned down to look me in the face, and said, “Open your eyes, princess.” I opened them and looked at him, struggling through the agony of the cock raping my ass. “Each time you get fucked, each time a new cock rips into that hole? You’re gonna feel like it’s the first time. It will hurt like a son of a bitch each time. And each time you take a load, you’re gonna feel the scalding hot cum burn into your ass. This will never be something you like. But we’re going to love raping you over and over again.” He reached down with his mouth, stuck out his tongue and lightly licked up a tear from my cheek. “I can taste your pain. So can your Master.” The fucking that I was getting from the coach increased in intensity. He was long dicking me, shoving his cock deep into my guts. “Oh fuck, I’m about ready to shoot. Do you want my load Joey? You want that hot cum deep in your pussy?” I looked at the coach, feeling his cock pound in and out of my cunt. “Tell me you want me to shoot my cum in your cunt. Let me hear you beg for it.” I glared at him, “I’m not a cunt you sick faggot.” I spat directly in the coach’s face, “I don’t want your cum in me. I’m not a queer.” Coach wiped his face off, and reached down and slapped my face as hard as he could. “You’re a faggot, on his back, legs up and taking my cock up your ass. You may not want it, but here it cums.” His speed increased, as did the pain. “Here’s my first load for you, you little whore.” He spat in my face as his cock began shooting his load in my guts. As his brother promised, I felt each scalding blast of cum as it shot into my ass. “Yeah, bitch take his load.” “Breed him.” “Knock him up.” Chanting from the guys surrounding me egged the coach on as he continued to pump his cum in me. Even after he wasn’t shooting anything more, he kept fucking me. “Don’t wreck his hole, we want some too.” Coach slowly came back down to earth and pulled his cock out of my ass. My hole felt like it was on fire and I could feel the cool air briefly in my open pussy. This lasted only a second or two, before I heard one guy mutter, “Holy fuck. This queer is something good. His hole just closed back up.” Marquise and the coach switched places. “Open that mouth Joey. You need to clean my cock off.”

Part 9 My first rapist reached around and spread my ass to reveal my still sore hole to this monster who would kill me with his cock. I felt the metal skull touch my hole and while I was expecting it to be cold, it actually felt hot, like it had just been in an oven. “That’s the beginning of the fire you will be trying to extinguish the rest of your pathetic, cum hunting life. No amount of fucking, cum taking or accepting your place as a whore for men will ever extinguish that fire. But you will not remember me telling you that in a minute. You will always be seeking that extinguisher.” The pain I felt at the first penetration of my hole was nothing compared to the absolute shredding of my…cunt. The skull forced my hole open, bringing the burning sensation into my inner walls, followed by the large ring. My hole tried to resist, to protect itself from its abject destruction, but it was not going to stop the monstrosity. There was laughter from behind and the rest of the cock was ripped into my pussy and shoved deep into my cum filled ass. The agony was a thousand times worse than the first rape. The heat that was emanating from the whole of this demon’s cock was unbearable, from the skull and ring, all the way to the base which was stretching my once tight hole into a loose cunt. I screamed with the agony of my destruction and agony, the terror so load it actually was heard from around and behind the gag. “Do you feel that Joey? My demon dick in your once virgin hole? The hell fire that is marking you as a slut? A pussy for men to use and abuse? Are you enjoying it yet boy?” I could barely hear his taunts and could not respond. Suddenly, the pain was doubled when the large cock was ripped out of my ass. “Boy, pull him back as far as possible and bend him over. I have one more destruction to complete.” I felt my body being pulled as far from the wall as the cuffs and my arms would allow, and then being bent over to give this Beast a direct aim to my cunt, which felt like it was wide open and empty. “Master, do you think he’ll be able to…survive that?” “Do you think I care? If the bitch survives, his hole will be prepared to take his new life. If it doesn’t survive, he will be an unwilling participant in the life that will be his going forward. It’s always more fun when the punks are not as strong and able as you are boy, to survive this initiation. It’s always more fun when they remain a non-consenting breeding sow who doesn’t enjoy serving our Master with their ass and mouth. The only better ones are the straight boys who never wanted it at all.” What the hell were they talking about? What did he mean survive? I felt the cock again at my cunt. “Oh Father, prepare this loathsome punk for his final destruction, cursed be his ultimate fate.” The beast shoved his cock back in, not stopping and making me again wail in agony. This time, the pain was worse because there was a new penetration, deep in my ass, another hole was ripped asunder. This rape continued for an eternity, alternating between slow but deep penetration and full removal and reentry, and hard painful rammings that tore my deepest innards apart. During the entire time, I screamed and cried, tried to force my mind away from feeling what was going on. I even tried slamming my head into the wall and the railing, hoping that I would blackout or something more. “Here is your final cumunion with your new Master. Demon Father, poison this whore with your demon seed, to slowly destroy him and make him the newest unholy depository to your gift.” One final, destructive thrust was paired with a blast of what felt like liquid fire. “Take your destruction boy, your death by demon sperm.” Several shots were fired into my cunt, deep into my body, into my soul it seemed. After the spasms of cum slowed and then stopped, the cock was left to shrink in battered cunt before getting pulled out. My hole stayed open, but all I could feel was cold air blowing into my ass, no cum was dripping out. “Look at me Joey.” My face, still contorted in agony, hatred and humiliation, turned to the loathsome creature. “Did you like that Joey? Did you enjoy the blessing that was bestowed upon you by my Father through his seed? I glared at him and shook my head. The demon smiled and looked to my first rapist. “We have found a true disciple. An unwilling participant in our quest.” Both laughed and I watched in terror as the demon reached to my still open hole and stuck a finger in, to wet it with cum. He reached back to his stomach and marked another hash on his list. “99.” The demon again turned to the other man. “Prepare him for his first usage. The guys are very anxious to take their turns. He should be healed and tightened up in a few minutes.” Turning back to me, “Joey, I am so happy to welcome you to your new life and am so glad you have been successful in remaining an unwilling participant in your new life. That will bring my Father immense joy in your pain and humiliation. It will also bring us immense monetary pleasure as we will continue to sell you, an unwilling cum whore, a tight jock pussy no matter how many cocks you are forced to take and how many loads. I think your first test tonight will be a success as there are several men here to use your cunt.” “I look forward to seeing you around campus and hearing stories of the jock who can’t stop throwing himself at every man on campus. And if you think you can escape this in any way, be assured, that has been foreseen and is not an option. There will be no death for you, no alcohol or drug to dampen your experience. You will never enjoy being a whore, and you will never be a willing participant. You will know every time a man uses your cunt and pumps his sperm into you like a cum dump. You will never forget this night or any fucking, breeding, rape, or physical attack against your body for any minute of any day for the rest of your pathetic life.” With that promise made, the demon put his cock away, put a shirt on and walked out of the stall. Within seconds, I could hear the noise from outside again. The first rapist stood there, looking at my ass and simply said, “It’s time for you to spread your cunt bitch.”

I walked in closer to the bed and started removing my clothes one piece at a time until i was completely naked for him and stepped in towards him and give him a kiss and then went to take my place in the bed on my hands and knees looking back towards him saying am ready for him to poz breed me as he walked towards me i shook my little ass and big smile on my face as he came closer you have to suck poz cock before you get bred with it..... So gladly i opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue to start licking his cock a few times ........

I don't think Donnie possesses the foresight for that, but I wouldn't put it past some other admin officials.

Never took meds in last 5 years since my conversion in Montreal from a German guy. I know him very well and I am still in touch with him and we meet every year. However, on Dr. advice I was due to start medicines and now I am on Biktarvy. It's been 10 days now. No known side effects as yet. I will be achieving hopefully by the holidays.

Had an impromptu cumdump experience tonight Got home from family visits around 7 PM and I haven't had dick in a couple weeks so I needed some. Hit up a guy on A4A that we keep missing each other and he sends his number so I text him. Beautiful uncut, cuban cock about 8" nice and thick. I go to his place, about a 20 minute walk, and on the way a neighbor FB hits me up on scruff. I'm already committed to this guy as we've been chatting for weeks. The guys pics don't do him justice, the perfect cock to get fucked by. He drops what feels like a huge load in my ass and I'm on my merry way. While walking home I respond to my neighbor fuckbud and let him know I'm on way home. He tells me he'll come down for a BJ when I get home, and to message him when I've gotten there. When I'm a block from home I let him know, he responds asking me if I was open to a third. Hell yeah, not a problem. Fuckbud neightbor comes by and I spend a good 20 minutes working on his dick with my mouth while he was trying to get the other guy confirmed. Guess he was being wishy washy. Anyhow, neighbor fuckbud is latin bear with a thick uncut cock. He sometimes breeds, sometimes just wants a bj. At about the 30 minute mark, the other guy actually shows up, seemed a little high but everything was working well. High guy has an average cut cock, tight balls like he's going to cum at all times. I move over to work on his cock with my mouth, and for a while I'm going back in forth between high guy and my neighbor fuckbud. Neighbor fuckbud starts playing with my ass while I'm working on the high guy, and decides to push his thick uncut cock in my hole. He didn't last too long before dumping his load in my hole. He leaves me alone with the high guy and we decide to relocate from my sofa to the bed where he slides in my hole and dumps what he says is a 3 day load after a quick fuck. I check the time and realize it's not too late and at this point 3 loads in 90 minutes. I decide why not through out the bat signal on sniffies and post that I have 3 loads and am hosting. A couple flakes hit me up, but one ad messages me and I go for it. There's some history with this guy, he lives a couple blocks from my place. I usually turn him down from a bad chat experiences, and tonight I feel like I need his cock. He's a late 20's athletic black guy with a good 8" thick cock. I end up at his place and am ass up on his bed, he pushes his cock hard into me and proceeds to fuck me almost an hour. It's not one fuck start to finish no, he likes to pull out and tease my hole frequently. He actually bred me within the first 15 minutes, but he's still rock hard after cumming and went for round two. When he pulled out midway through the fuck, a huge load of cum came with his cock it's so thick it suctions my ass out. He blasts another load in me, still stays hard and teases my hole for another 15 minutes before we call it quits for the night. Basically, wasn't planning on cumdumping tonight, just wanted the one fuck but man did the right sequence of events to get 4 cocks and 5+ loads in me.

Invite me over it can be regular

Take a hot load all over your face ....... and if you're in a glory hole booth or bathhouse you walk around so everyone can see the fresh jizz dripping down your face. Total cum in my mouth vibe!

Went to the sauna again. Took only 11 raw cocks and one load. Was fisted two times. Very dissapointing day. I really need to get fucked hard by big cocks for at least 15 minutes straight. My hole is too loose for an average cock. Of the 11 raw cocks, two of them where big. The first big cock was a good fuck the second big cock was pierced, but when he started to speed up his thrusts the light went on in the area where he was fucking me. They needed to clean that part. Ofcourse 11 raw cocks is oke, but I am such a fucking whore, that eleven is not enough. However if all the fucks where done by tops with very big cocks and every fuck was at least 15 minutes of very hard pounding and there where 10 minutes max. in between I would be happy..... for my happiness I need as many raw cocks and loads as possible. But there has to be some quality....

I was chatting with the guy, who fucked me one night ago. It was my first experience with men and it was great safe fucking. I was 19 years old and had a good athletic constitution. he told me in the chat, that he enjoyed fucking me and that he would like to do it again. I admitted that it was really fun for me too and I would only have sex with men till now. So he told me, that he has a little sit in with some friends. Nothing special, only speaking a little bit and drinking and I could join it and spend the night at his home. I agreed and was hoping that he would fuck me again in his bed that night. He told me, that I could come in tshirt and sports shorts. Some hours later I dressed up for the evening and put one some very thought tshirt and shorts and went to the address and rang the doorbell of the house. He opened the door and was completely naked. I was shocked and told him, what did it mean. He laughed and answered that I wanted be fucked that night, so … I did not know, why I did not run away but I entered the house and he told me to put of my clothes. Meanwhile my cock was hard as his was and I put of my clothes. We then entered the living room and then the next shocking moment started. 6 men from 30-60 were sitting naked in the living room, wanking their big hard cocks. I mumbled that this was not what I expected and I wanted to leave but he forced me in and told me that it would be really great and offered me a Bacardi cola. Ok I try, I said and drank the whole drink at once to get a little bit courage. Good boy said one of the men and told me to join him. He was the oldest but with the biggest cock being nearly 20 cm of hot meat. I went to him and he touched my ass, his fingers wandering to my butthole. Really nice ass you ve got, he told me, and I could only nod a little bit. I looked at him. He was in good shape for his age and was tattooed over his whole body. One scorpion and many other things where at his body. Two of the men pushed my body down, so my ass was laid opened for why another one creamed my asshole with a warm creamy liquid. They lowered the push, so I could stand and I argued that I had come for a sit in and not that. He laughed and said, that I can sit in here and there or sit on this, wanking his big fat cock. Someone gave me a little bit of poppers under my nose and as i breathed it I only thought why not, turned my back to him and asked for a condom. Not at all, laughed the old man, you will get it bare. I shook my head and another potion of poppers was hold under my nose. You will get my babies, he laughed and forced me to him with his hands and pushed my hips down, so his glans was pushed against my spincther. No please condom I uttered, but with all these poppers was to weak to defend myself. Here we go he yelled and his cock slit in my asshole. I screamed because of the size of his cock but he did not stop und pushed his cock slowly in my ass. I got another breath of poppers and my ass got used to the size. The pain felt away and I started to enjoy it and started to moan. Meanwhile his whole cock was entered in my ass. Me sitting on it started to ride it and he moaned that I ve been a good boy. I rode his cock again and again and then he moaned he was getting close but before he came in my ass, he realeased me and told me that he wanted to see my face when he shoots his load in my ass. He lead me to a mattress which was lying in the middle of the room and forced me to lay back with my back on it. He took my legs on this shoulders and I looked at him and begged please condom. He laughed that some of his swimmers are already working in my as and they need some colleagues And I breathed a little bit more poppers Which completely flashed me. He ordered his cock to my asshole and looked at me smiled and asked. What shall I do. I could not believe that I screamed please fuck me and do everything you want. Your wish he smiled and pushed his cock hard into my ass and started fucking fast and heavily. Oh fuck getting close, he said, and some seconds later I felt his cock twitching in my asshole again and again, with every twitch shooting his cum deep in my guts. Here are my babies, he smiled and released his cock out of my ass, followed my his cum, leaking out of it. But I got no time to relax. The next cock was at my pussy. I looked at the 50 year old man and again asked him to take a condom. He smiled, no need of that anymore, taking some cum from my asshole and putting it under my nose. Then he started fucking me.

Golf Cart Parade Freshly showered, Matt and Paul prepare salad and some burgers for dinner. Jay wanders up to the cabin with Adrian/Snake. Matt laughs and says, “I guess y’all had a good time. You both look well fucked.” Jay says he is going to shower and asks Adrian if he has time before the Golf Cart parade to join him. Adrian says he has to get back, but he asks if he can speak with Matt. Matt looks at Paul who says, “I’ll finish making the salad. Will you guys turn on the grill?” Matt and Adrian head outside. Jay turns on the music for his shower and the boys can hear him fiddling with radio and CDs. With skilled ease, Adrian drops the charcoal and starts the fire. Matt watches the expertise at work and says, “That would’ve taken me 20 minutes.” They laugh. Adrian and Matt are standing by the grill watching guys in the distance put finishing touches on their golf cart decorations. Adrian says, “I hope you don’t mind that I’ve broken my ‘one guy a weekend’ rule.” As if Matt’s life now has an on-call DJ, the remix of Whitney Houston’s ‘It’s Not Right, but it’s Okay’ blares through the bathroom window. Matt laughs. Adrian grumbles, “Jay is such a fucker.” They laugh. Matt strikes a pose, hand on his hip waiting for his cue, and in his best drag queen impersonation: Friday night you and your boys went out to eat, uhhh Then they hung out But you came home around three, yes you did If six of y'all went out, ah Then four of you were really cheap, yeah Cause only two of you had dinner I found your credit card receipt As the chorus hits, Adrian laughs and grabs Matt around the waist. Adrian says, “I hate you. You are so funny.” They sing loudly at each other as the chorus mounts for a second round. Matt says, “Adrian you’re a great guy. You helped me come out of my shell this weekend in a way that I can’t explain. You’re also a great fuck and I love your dick, but I don’t own you. Have fun. Besides, my relationship with Paul is becoming……well…..it’s becoming something more.” Adrian says, “Matt it is so great to hear that about you guys. You are an awesome guy. I think you are maybe the most positive, energetic, smart, sexy man I’ve ever met at this camp. Earlier today, I was thinking how great it would be to have you say my name again as I cum inside you. You made me feel something when you did that. I don’t know, but I think I might be ready to want that again. Like you said, ‘something more’.” He turns Matt toward him and says, “And it is so weird that I don’t feel jealous or bad that Paul got to you first. I think it’s because you are clearly so happy that I can’t help but be happy for you.” The boys stand there for a minute chatting about other things. Paul comes out to join them and check on the grill. Adrian says, “Almost ready.” Paul asks if Adrian wants a burger and he says, "For sure." A few minutes later Paul and Jay are out with the burgers and buns. Matt says to Adrian, “You were nice to John this morning. He really was in his feelings about outing himself as a bottom. I’ve felt that way sometimes too. I needed to break the cycle of self-doubt and punishing myself for just liking what I like. Anyway, you were nice to him today.” Adrian says, “It’s great you bring that up because I wanted to talk to you about John. I overheard his friends – the big dude and the guy with the accent – talking about John. I think the big dude likes John a lot and it is dawning on him this weekend.” Matt says, “Oh yeah, Rubgy and the German. They are nice guys, but Rugby can be socially inept. It comes and goes like water in a cracked pool. That dude probably could have fucked me again a few more times this weekend, but he blew it with some stupid things he said. Should we clue John in on Rugby’s interest?” Adrian says, “You know Rugby, why not talk to him during the Golf Cart parade. See if he is for real or not. I mean I just overheard them. He could’ve been bullshitting his friend. Who knows?” Matt nods. Mission accepted. The boys make their burgers. Adrian takes his to go. They eat. Jay does the dishes. The boys decide to split up for the Golf Cart parade so Matt can talk to Rugby. They plan to meet back at the cabin to change for the nighttime Dance Party. As they are walking away from the cabin, Matt turns to Paul and says, “Are we monogamous now? I don’t feel the need to be, but I don’t feel the desire to ride a different cock either.” Paul stops to think about it and says, “I feel the same way. But I would like to get in Jaime’s ass. Watching that baseball bat cock of his bounce up and down as he rode my dick would be fucking hot.” Matt laughs, agrees and says, “Just don’t let him give himself a black eye.” Paul says, “If you are sucking it there is little chance that his dick will slap him in his eye.” They laugh, Matt kisses Paul’s cheek and Matt says, “Hot.” Jay wanders over toward “July Bottom’s” friends. Matt heads out through the woods towards Rugby’s area. Paul wanders over to the golf cart staging area for the parade to get a look at the carts. Matt finds the Quonset hut tent. Matt remembers getting fucked here a couple days ago by John, the German and Rugby. He is getting hard. The tent flap is open. There are a couple of guys making out. Matt remembers meeting them. Matt nicknamed them “The C Boys” because they are roommates, look alike, and both names begin with C. The C Boys are naked. One is straddling the other’s waist and his ass is hovering over the cock. He has the lube in his hand and reaches back to lube the cock. He wipes some lube on his hole and sits back on the cock. The other guy says, “Are you sure?” The guys look at each other. They had both seen the other fuck John bareback in the field, but they hadn’t discussed it openly yet. They are roommates and they have heard the conversations over the last couple years with hookups and dates – the whispered “We got carried away. You have nothing to worry about. I’m negative.” Watching the scene, Matt is getting hard. He rubs the front of his shorts. He hears the bottom say, “Fuck it. I want to feel you cum in me.” He watches as the bottom slides his ass down on the condomless cock. He can see the pure lust in both men’s faces as they experience this bare fuck. As the men fuck, they are lost in their sensations and don’t see Matt standing a few feet from the open tent flap. The top, who is usually a bottom, is feeling his bare cock slide along ass walls without a condom for the first time since college. The bottom, who is versatile with hookups, is so tired of having to use condoms all the time and just wants to feel his roommate cum inside him. He wants this. Matt watches as the bottom rides the cock like a practiced cowboy. Matt wonders if he looks as satisfied as he rides cock. He sees the top move his hands to the bottom’s ass and help guide the rider. Matt slides his hand down his shorts and strokes his cock as he watches the hot scene. He feels a large presence next to him, turns and sees Rugby and the German. Matt, embarrassed at being caught, pulls his hand out of his shorts. Rugby whispers, “That’s how you looked riding my cock. Blissful.” Matt is about to say something back when the top says, “Oh fuck. You feel so good. I’m cummminnnnggggg.” He holds the bottom’s ass as he pushes his hips up, jamming his cock farther inside the bottom and unloading in his unprotected ass. The three boys watch the C Boys as the top is stroking the bottom to get him off. Rugby touches Matt’s ass and says, “Can I get in that ass again?” Matt says, “I’d like to talk for a bit.” …….. Jay……….is bent over “July Bottom’s” bed in his trailer. The condoms are still unopened on the windowsill as “July bottom” is sliding his cock in Jay’s ass. Jay had come over to see “July Bottom” and his friends three decorated golf carts. He started flirting a bit. “July Bottom”, always ready to give or get a load, got Jay inside his trailer and naked in minutes. Jay looked at the condoms on the windowsill but didn’t ask “July Bottom” to wear one. Hell, Jay has taken so much bareback cock this weekend that he didn’t even really consider asking “July Bottom” to wear one. There is a bump on the side of the trailer. The boys look up and see “July Bottom’s” two friends watching Jay get fucked. Jay looks back at “July Bottom” but makes no move to cover himself or pull off the cock in his ass. “July Bottom” asks if Jay cares if they watch. Jay says “No, it’s hot.” Jay decides to put on a show and lifts himself up so his back is against “July Bottom’s” chest, his body totally on view and his hard cock bouncing as he gets fucked. “July Bottom” says, “You like being watched?” Jay agrees. “July Bottom” says, “They have good cocks man. We fucked a few times. Want them to join us?” Jay moans and knows he shouldn’t but, in the moment, with “July Bottom’s” cock in his ass and lubed hand stroking his cock, Jay agrees. “July Bottom” waves in his friends. Jay spends the next thirty minutes taking cocks in his mouth and ass. Jay allows the exhibitionist in him to shine by sucking cock and begging to be fucked. Then ends it all in a spectacular bukkake. The guys all wanted to cum in Jay’s ass, but seeing the first guy lose control and blow his load on Jay’s face was inspirational. The other two guys started jerking off and in quick succession fired their loads onto Jay’s face and open mouth. Breathing heavily, “July Bottom” says “Holy shit. That was fucking hot.” ….. At the park office, a police cruiser sits waiting. The two officers are inside with a distraught 20something describing a very rough sexual encounter. The man is in purple shorts, shirtless, with some cuts on his legs and hands, black and blue marks coming into shape on his legs and arms and his face is both dirty with tear stained. He is telling the officers the same story he told Richard an hour ago and the story he told his friends minutes before that. He said No. He said no clearly. He struggled. He says, the guy fucked him bareback and came inside him. He said No. He says the man is thin, wiry, with a skater look and smells like pot. In fact, the man says, “He was so high. I am surprised this happened. I mean maybe he just didn’t hear me say No. Why would he do this?” He starts crying again. The officers call another car to scene, ask the man to tell his story again for inconsistencies, and then have the other officers take him for a rape kit. He got fucked bareback and the guy came inside him, there is likely DNA. Richard is on the porch of the office talking to most of the staff and giving a description of the perpetrator. Adrian says, “Hey Boss. I think I know the guy you are talking about. I mean I’m not sure, but I think he’s with that group of twinks hanging out on the West campground.” Richard thanks him and calls the officers over to tell them the news. He also says, “This is either a great time to find the guys at the campgrounds or a terrible time. We are getting ready for the golf cart parade and none of the campers have golf carts, so they are either eating dinner at their camps or they are spread out all over this place. Adrian will take you over there. Please let us know if we can be of any other help.”

Claimed in the Darkness --- Darren's curiosity leads him into Randy’s dark, intoxicating world where boundaries blur and control shifts. A night of raw desire and surrender reveals their evolving, intense connection. --- Darren sat on the edge of the bed, the cool silk sheets brushing against his bare skin, his phone buzzing incessantly on the nightstand. The notifications from the new pictures Randy had insisted he upload were pouring in, a mix of flattery and unease washing over him. The attention was intoxicating, like a drug he couldn’t resist, yet it left him unsettled, as if he were teetering on the edge of something he couldn’t fully comprehend. When Randy’s text finally arrived, cryptic as ever, again promising a surprise, Darren’s curiosity outweighed his hesitation. His heart pounded in his chest, a mix of anticipation and trepidation as he agreed to come over. As he stepped into Randy’s apartment, the air felt heavy with expectation. The scent of poppers lingered, sharp and intoxicating, clouding his senses. Randy stood by the window, his silhouette dark and commanding against the dimly lit room. Without a word, he approached Darren, his movements deliberate, and blindfolded him with a soft silk scarf. Darren’s breath hitched as the fabric blocked out the world, leaving him in darkness, his other senses heightened. Randy’s voice, low and commanding, filled the silence. “Tonight, Darren, your ass is going to be a playground. A vessel for other men’s cum. And when they’re done, I’ll fill it with my poz load. You’re going to take it all, aren’t you?” Darren’s pulse quickened, a surge of arousal flooding his veins. He nodded, his voice barely a whisper. “Yes.” Randy’s hand gripped his shoulder, guiding him toward the bed. The mattress dipped beneath him as he lay down, the sheets cool against his back. The room seemed to come alive around him, the air thick with anticipation. Then, the first man entered, his presence announced by the soft creak of the floorboards. Darren could feel him, anonymous and hungry, standing at the edge of the bed. Randy’s voice, now a dirty whisper, filled his ears. “Take him in, Darren. Let him use that hole of yours.” Darren spread his legs, his ass exposed and ready. The man didn’t hesitate, thrusting into him with a primal urgency. Darren gasped, his body arching as the stranger’s cock filled him, stretching him open. Randy’s laughter was dark and approving, his hand resting on Darren’s hip, holding him steady, feeding him poppers. “That’s it, baby. Take it. Let him breed you.” The room echoed with grunts and poz talk, the air thick with the scent of sweat and desire. One man after another, they came, their loads mixing inside Darren, his ass stretched and used, his mind clouded with pleasure. Each thrust, each groan, each release sent waves of ecstasy through him, blurring the lines between reality and fantasy. Randy’s voice was a constant, dirty and commanding, urging him on. “You’re a good boy, Darren. Such a good hole for us. Taking all that cum like a champ.” After the eighth man withdrew and had left, leaving Darren breathless and aching, Randy removed the blindfold. The room swam into focus, the dim light revealing Randy’s dark eyes, burning with desire. He stood at the edge of the bed, his thick, poz-loaded cock glistening with pre-cum, and Darren’s own arousal. Randy’s hand gripped his hip, pulling him to the edge of the bed, positioning him perfectly. “Now it’s my turn, Darren. My turn to claim what’s mine.” Randy didn’t hesitate, slamming into Darren’s cum-filled hole with a force that stole his breath. Darren moaned, his head falling back as Randy fucked him hard and deep, their bodies slapping together in a rhythm that was both brutal and beautiful. The bed creaked beneath them, the sheets tangling around their limbs as Randy’s breath came in hot, ragged gasps against Darren’s neck. “Your ass is mine now, Darren. Mine to fill, mine to use. Say it.” Darren’s voice was hoarse, his mind reeling as he whispered, “Yours.” Randy’s thrusts became more urgent, his grip on Darren’s hips bruising. “Say it again. Louder.” “Yours!” Darren cried, his voice echoing in the room, a declaration of surrender. Randy’s cock twitched inside him, his cum shooting deep, filling Darren’s already overloaded hole. Darren’s body trembled, his ass aching and full, the weight of the moment overwhelming. Randy’s breath was hot on his neck, his voice a low growl. “That’s right, baby.” As Randy collapsed onto him, their bodies still joined, Darren’s mind raced, the line between desire and surrender blurring. The room was silent, save for their heavy breathing, the scent of sex and sweat lingering in the air. Darren’s ass throbbed, raw and used, a testament to the night’s events. Randy’s arm draped over him, possessive and protective, his weight grounding Darren in a way he couldn’t explain. “You did good, Darren,” Randy murmured, his voice soft now, almost tender. “You took it all like a champ.” Darren closed his eyes, his body heavy and sated, yet his mind was a whirlwind of emotions. The weight of Randy’s words lingered, a declaration of ownership that both terrified and exhilarated him. He was breathless, raw, and overwhelmed, the surrender complete. Yet, as Randy’s hand stroked his hair, a strange sense of peace settled over him, the chaos of the night giving way to a quiet acceptance.

Will do and thank you. He's a good kid, who's had a really shitty hand at life. Thanks to me he's a cum slut, but I want him to be safe in his explorations. It's been beautiful to see to see him go from a shy scared boy, to a happy faggot always on the hunt for cock.

I love breeding bathhouse cumdumps like you. One of my best fucks was when I made my way to the local place late one weekend. There was a cute, blonde twunk guy my age or so that was giving me the look in the line while we waited to get in. Once in, I put my things in my locker and proceeded to his room where he was already waiting for me on all fours with poppers and lubes on the bed. I plunged my tongue into one of the tastiest hairy holes I’ve ever had and eventually slid my dick into him. It wasn’t long before I gave him his first load. Good thing I cum multiple times 😈

yes.

Because they're not cheap, would a small pig hole allow a decent size cock inside easily enough?

"The feeling of air getting inside you and the knowledge your hole is gaping are both fucking horny." - I can imagine

I have big lips, so people just assume and I'm fine with that!

Damien Silver is annoying.

Part 11 I glared at my coach, his wet cock dangling over my mouth. When I didn’t open my mouth, coach punched me hard in the guts. I fought the reaction of screaming, clenching my jaw and squinting at the pain. “Let me see if I can help you out here, Coach.” Marquise was now standing at my ass, holding what could be described as a club in his hand. The cock was light brown, contrasting with his darker skin. I couldn’t figure the length, but the width was terrifying. “Alright pussy, here comes your first black dick in that cum dump you got going on. This is gonna hurt you a lot more then it will me. I’m gonna make you regret calling me nigger.” He shoved my legs as wide apart as they would go and slammed his cock into me, ripping me apart again, taking my cherry again. I opened my mouth to scream and coach took that opportunity to shove his cock, now soft but still impressively long, in to my mouth. “Yeah, Joey, you are such a dirty little slut, taking cock at both ends. Taste all that cum, three different flavors. Suck it clean, I don’t want your fucking ass on me, or the cum.” Marquise was enjoying the pain I was experiencing as he pounded mercilessly into my hole. “Sunnofabitch. I don’t know how, but this little bitch is tighter then my girl the first time I ripped her open. You got a serious gift with this pussy.” I could hear some disgusting noises coming from my ass: a slurping noise when Marquise pulled out, a squelching sound when he slammed back in. I could feel cum drooling out of my hole, sliming my hole, my ass crack and down my back. “Hey bro, what’s the limit that we can do to this little queer?” His brother responded, “Limit? Fuck limits. This bitch is here for anything you fucking sickos can throw at him. What do you want to do?” Coach leaned across me, his cock still lodged in my mouth, and said something to his brother. “Damn, bro, you sure you want to do that to him already? He’s just a cute, innocent young boy.” I could hear the sarcasm in his voice as both started laughing. “Drink up, Joey.” I was confused until I tasted a hot, bitter fluid filling my mouth. “Oh, god, he’s pissing in my mouth,” flashed briefly in my mind, before the panic of drowning replaced it. “Start swallowing, Joey. Unless you wanna be known as the queer slut who died choking on piss while having a huge black dick stretching his ass.” The guys laughed and shouted insults at me. I started swallowing, fighting the urge to throw up with each gulp I took. Coach finally finished pissing and pulled his cock out of my mouth. “That was awesome Joey, I’ve never been able to get a woman to do that for me. I think I’m gonna have some fun using you after all you little faggot.” Coach looked me straight in the eyes, spit as hard as he could into one of them, and punched me in the jaw. “You still make me sick.” Marquise pulled my attention back to him, “Hey cunt boy, watch me.” I slowly turned to look into his face, which was covered in a gleam of sweat. The pain of the punch to my jaw, and the continued humiliation of being turned into a pussy, blocked the pain of the rape that was going on. I closed my eyes, which only caused Marquise to lash out. My eyes snapped open after he punched my balls as hard as he could. “Don’t you ever close your eyes when I’m fucking you cunt. You need to look at me and know that my black MASTER cock is raping that little white pussy of yours. Making you know your role is to be a white cunt boi for all men, but especially for BLACK MEN.” He looked me in the eyes, asking coach’s brother, “How many poz loads did he take?” “One poz and one from HIM.” Marquise smiled and grunted, “Here’s a toxic, AIDS load for your slime hole bitch.” Another load of scalding hot cum was shot deep in my guts, this one burning deeper than before. I simply mouthed, “Please, no.” “What the fuck did you just say bitch?” followed by another ball crushing punch. “Please, no. I can’t take anymore. I don’t want this.” Marquise finished pumping his seed in me. “Doesn’t matter, it’s in you boy. You got a big load of AIDS cum swimming up your guts, looking for a way in. Oh there’s a few other things in there too, been saving up for you.” He pulled his still hard cock out of my battered cunt. I reached down and could feel my hole gaping wide open. Soon, the hole retracted back around my finger, tightening up again. The brutality went on for hours, ending as the sun started to come up. I lost track of the number of cocks that fucked me, the faces becoming a blur of painful rape after painful rape. The guys were a mix of atrocious to gorgeous, skinny to fat, and younger than me to old enough to be my grandpa. In fact, one of the old guys made me call him “Granddaddy” as he raped me. The guys were freaks. Some kept me on my back, making me look in their eyes as they dumped their loads in me. Some flipped me over, enjoying ripping my head back, wrapping their arms around my throat and almost choking me unconscious. I lost track of the amount of piss I drank, only knowing that I had my own cock aimed at my face as I emptied my own bladder several times straight into my own mouth, making me the ultimate recycler. Guys forced me to take two cocks in my ass several times. The most brutal pairing was Marquise with his huge black dick and coach with his cock flaring up with his pure disgust, but he was grunting as loud as the other as he pumped loads into me. I know that some guys only did me once, while others came for seconds and thirds. One guy whispered, “Here cums my fourth load boy.” Some of the guys were even worse as they began to realize that the physical abuse was causing me pain, but there were no physical signs. I had guys strapping my back with their belts, beating my ass as they fucked loads in me. One guy repeatedly slapped me as he fucked me, smiling as he did it, saying, “Finally, I get to treat a bitch the way I really want to.” I was taken down from the table a couple of times, and had my face rubbed in the puddle of cum that had been deposited and then forced out of my hole as the fucking continued. Numerous times, guys would wipe all the cum from my ass crack and make me suck it from their fingers. Finally, the guys all dispersed. I lay there as cars and trucks roared to life and drove away. The agony was indescribable, as from head to toe there was almost no area of my body that had not been abused, assaulted and tormented. My ass was on fire, my hole tight, but still feeling the pain of all the rapes, the stretching from the double penetrations. “Get up Joey, you aren’t quite done yet for tonight.” I looked at him and said, “I can’t take anymore. Please just kill me, I can’t go on.” He laughed at my plea, but then the look on his face changed to, sympathy? “I know boy. But, this is only the beginning for you. Now get the fuck off the table, before the cleaning crew gets here. By the way, you really need to begin addressing me correctly, as Sir.” The sympathy quickly disappeared. I climbed off the table and looked around for the remainders of my pants or my shirt. “Don’t bother, they were taken by guys. You’re lucky you still have your jockstrap. Now walk to your fucking car. You don’t have a lot of time left.” He walked, I sort of hobbled/stumbled, to my car and he instructed me to get in the back seat and lay face down, with my ass up. I was afraid he was planning to fuck me and I whimpered a plea for him to not do it. “Don’t worry boy, I’m done with your ass for now.” I followed his order and he shut the door after me, getting in the driver’s seat. We drove for about 20 minutes, intermittent honking from other cars as they saw my sticking up. We arrived in downtown, in front of a tattoo shop. I heard him talking to someone on the phone and soon the door by my head was yanked open. “Come on bitch, hurry the fuck up.” I was dragged out, and then thrown over the shoulder of a huge, tattooed biker looking guy. He carried me in and tossed me down on the chair. Before I could say anything, Sir pulled out the ball-gag and blindfold again. “Open.” I chose not to fight and the ball was inserted and both it and the blindfold were strapped on me. “What’s he getting? The usual?” Sir confirmed it and mentioned a number. Over the next hour, both nipples were pierced, as was my cock. I was tattooed on my chest. The gag and blindfold were removed following an instruction to keep my eyes straight ahead. I was photographed by Sir, full body from the front and back. “Bend over and spread your ass bitch.” I did and could hear the snap of my phone camera taking a picture of my hole. “Push some of it out.” I made like I was trying to shit, and felt a load of cum slime it’s way out of my ass. “That is fucking disgusting, you faggot,” the biker said. “Don’t be dripping cum all over my floor. Clean it up.” I reached back between my cheeks and wiped all the spunk that had leaked out. “Don’t waste it bitch.” I brought my hand to my mouth and was photographed and videoed as I sucked all the cum from my hand. “Thunder, you got some clothes he can use? He seems to have lost them in all his fun last night.” I started to say something, but Thunder backhanded me across the face, almost sending me to the ground. “Shut your fucking mouth boy. Respect your owner.” I glared at him and then hung my head down. “I think I have something just right for him.” He walked into the back and returned with a shirt and white shorts. I looked at them and was immediately appalled. The shirt was two sizes too small and was stained with god knows what. The shorts were barely shorts; it’d be hard to describe them even as booty shorts. “I can’t wear these, I’ll get arrested.” “You can wear those, or walk across campus in your jockstrap, leaking cum from your pussy. Choose.” I felt shame and disgust as I slid into the shorts, which were so brief that either the leg straps or the waist strap of my jock was showing. The shirt was so tight, that it rode up on my abs, showing off the hair that led to my crotch and the new piercings were clearly visible. More pictures were taken of me in this outfit, the red flaring up in my face. Thunder asked, "Should I be expecting the bitch every week?" Sir responded, "Yeah he will be getting marked every week. And I think you're going to enjoy your payment, won't you T?" Thunder raised his hand in front, causing me to flinch. He and Sir both laughed at my reaction. Thunder said, "Don't worry boy, I won't be using this on your face, unless you're disrespectful again. No, this is going to find a wonderful home in your ass every time you come for your new marking..." “Let’s go, boy. You have somewhere to be soon…”

Part 7 I heard footsteps coming towards me, and I knew it was going to happen again. “How’s the little bitch doing? Did he enjoy his first breeding?” This was a new voice, but something seemed familiar. “Oh, he says he didn’t, but he was rock hard and dripping. And he lost a little of my seed, so he had to be punished. Hope you don’t mind the damage. He might have a broken nose and the workings of a black eye.” “That’s fine. This little bitch has been teasing for so long with that hard jock ass parading around here. And even more when he’s in the locker room. Strutting around showing off that ass and then acting like a pure little angel and not spreading his ass. It’s about time he learns his lesson.” “With what you’re about to shove up him, he’s gonna learn more than just a lesson.” “He’s gonna be seeing stars when this rips him open. Did you spoil the fun and tell him?” “Yeah, wanted to see his reaction when he learned he was taking my poz load. But there’s more to tell.” “Oh, you didn’t tell him the best part?” “No, Sir. I’m not looking to piss you off and face your wrath. I’m not that stupid, more than 3-4 times.” Both men laughed as they talked about me like I wasn’t there. “Boy, you flatter me. You know I love giving you the wrath. And you know you love feeling it ripping into your ass.” Without any warning, my head was again yanked back by the hair. “Pretty soon Joey, you’ll learn that you love being on your knees in front of men, spreading that ass for any man to fuck that sloppy cunt and add another load of cum to your guts. But I really hope you don’t like it. Because then it will be even more fun to watch you be a bitch for every man to use and abuse, each cock another reminder that you are nothing. Nothing but a pussy for men, a cunt who is so worthless you can’t even get knocked up. A sloppy, stretched out, gaping hole that will take fists, cocks, piss, and what ever a guy wants to put up there. How’s that sound?” I tried looking in what I thought his direction and shaking my head. “Keep fighting boy, it’ll make me enjoy your destruction and humiliation even more. It’ll make seeing you walk around campus more fun to see you go from a proud, macho jock, to a depraved cum dump, looking around for you next deposit. And the best part? You may never realize who I am and what I will be telling people about you. You’re gonna be our new campus whore. Bending over any time, any where, prepping for another fuck. Another load of cum.” Why is this happening to me? What did I do to deserve this? The voice moved, and said, “Boy, pin his head to the wall. I want him to see what’s cumming.” My head was again shoved into the wall, again to face the camera. I heard some shuffling and then the tell tale zipper rasp again. A deep grunt was soon followed by, “Sir, did you go bigger again?” A muffled response of, “Yes” was followed by, “Take his blindfold off.” Again, the blindfold was loosened and dropped to hang around my neck. “Look at me Joey. Look into your reckoning.”