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Part 3 ======== A few more weeks had passed. And in those weeks I'd become more and more accepting of the fact that I'd become Steve's (yes i finally got his name) personal cum dump. I'd deleted my apps and stopped going out trying to meet new people. Every weekend Steve was at my place pounding me and breeding me as much as possible. It was blissful. He has continued to be very caring of me too, always asking how I'm feeling and checking in on me while he's busy with work during the week. He hasn't gone so far as to ask to be exclusive, but anytime I mention about possibly going out, he spends the evening using me up instead. I'm not complaining. Today he seemed a little off when he came over. No small talk, seemed in a rush. Frustrated maybe? I secretly hoped he would take some of it out on me. "I'm trying something new with you today, boy." "Oh, what do you have in mind?" I replied with excitement. From his bag he withdrew a strange looking dildo, a butt plug, and a set of ropes. My heart skipped a beat. "Do you accept I'm going to use you how I like?" He'd never asked me that. I paused for a moment and without much hesitation replied yes. He grinned and approached me with the ropes. Before too long he was tying me to the bed, making sure each knot was secure and tight before moving to the next. Once he had me bound, he left the room for supplies. He returned quickly with a glass of water and straw, the dildo, and the butt plug. He also reached into his pocket and set a jar of poppers on the side table. My heart was racing as he started softly jerking my cock, which was already hard. "I'm going to tease you, play with you, fuck you, and breed you all night like this. Going to make you mine. Knock you up. You understand?" I nodded desperately as his hand started tugging harder and faster. My cock twitching. His hand withdrew, ushering a moan from my lips. "Now, now. Patience slut. First we need to get you ready." he said, obviously enjoying this position of power. He grabbed the dildo, which was large, red, and ribbed. As he pulled it closer I noticed the ribs had what looked like little bristles on them. Like a little cactus. "What's that?" I inquired nervously. "Don't worry, it will feel so good once you get used to it. Trust me boy." I gulped and agreed as he applied a small bit of lube and slid it slowly into my hole. At first it stung and felt unnatural but I let myself slowly relax around it, and he took his time, letting me get used to the girth, and the....bristles. As he promised, it slowly started to feel good. He proceeded to thrust and twist it inside me, while returning to tease my aching cock. I thrust around in my bonds and moaned for his cock. "Let's see how you feel" he said, slowly extracting the dildo. I gasped as he slid two fingers back in its place and fished around inside me. He withdrew them, smiled, and wiped them on a towel. I didn't think much of it, because within a few moments he was pressing against my hole, and as usual, my mind shut off. He fucked me deep, slow, and hard for what felt like an hour before shooting his load balls deep into me. He proceeded to play with me and fuck me two more times, to the point he often likes to take me - dripping with his cum. I shot a load hands free all over myself as he bred me for the third time in a row. "I need a break. You stay here." He pulled out, immediately slid the plug into me - causing his cum to splurge and my body to converse into a near orgasm. He grinned and gave me some water before leaving the room. Over the course of the night he continued this pattern, fucking me, plugging me, making me cum, giving me water, and leaving me bound and tied. I woke up to the sun shining through the window and feeling my wrist being untied. I looked up to find him releasing me. I looked down to find myself a cummy mess, as expected. Pools of blood tinged cum on the bed beneath me. Ugh, I'm going to be sore I thought. "You were such a fucking good boy last night. Let's get you cleaned up and get a good breakfast in you. You definitely deserve it. Then I'm afraid I'm off to work. But we'll catch up again next week and see if we're getting any new results from you." He winked and handed me a towel. Puzzled, exhausted, and disoriented I didn't linger on any of it, and proceeded to do as he instructed. Besides, breakfast sounds really good right now.

A lot. There is a topic somewhere on this site where I have a list, in answer to a similar question. It's easily over 30 now. But I have been to four Fornication Weekends where I played and filmed with a number of guys over the four days--though I don't consider myself in the business. It's the same with Fornication Parties in Chicago and I fucked the porn guys who hosted Fukd in Toronto. But mainly I had a friend who introduced me to many guys in the industry. And we fucked. I think guys in porn are just like most of us on here--maybe slightly better looking, maybe not--but they've found a way to do what they love and get paid for it. I will only tell one story. While I was at the bathhouse, I was watching four porn stars fuck for a live sex show being held there during CLAW Weekend. One of the guys was David Benjamin. He saw me in the audience--and my erection. The moment their scene was finished, he came out into the crowd and grabbed me. He led me to the sling that was on a high platform above the audience. He hopped in and I fucked him until he shot a HUGE load as the crowd cheered. Better, he remembered me when we met a few years later at my first Fornication Weekend...

Sorry, this is long guys, but I hope the set up and sex make it worthwhile. GAME ON (part III) Ashley I know, I know, this is usually a girl’s name! My parents must have known I was going to grow into a feminine twink when I popped out of the womb. That or they were so disappointed I wasn’t a girl that they gave me a female name anyway. At least the teasing every year of school has made me into a very tuff twink. I knew I was gay from very young. I was four when I started trying to kiss all the other boys. Some even allowed it. My best friend and I started secretly playing with each other’s dicks when I was six. In hindsight I’m relieved we never got caught and surprised we never took it further than fondling and the odd sucking. At the end of my graduating year of high school a group of my friends and I partied and drank quite heavily. One night I was so drunk I couldn’t drive my parents’ car back home. It was a challenge, but I knew I could walk the 3 miles. I foolishly took a short cut through a heavily wooded park with a maze of trails. It was very dark, but I could soon make out the odd glow of cigarettes and the odd lighter sparking a new fag. I got really scared so soldiered on without engaging anyone. I began to realize these were all men and that I must have stumbled into a cruising area. My suspicions were confirmed as I began to receive whistles and cat calls as I nervously passed the dark images with glowing cigarette tips. My plan to bolt through was working well until I ran smack into a big burly wall of a man. “Hey kid, what’s your hurry?” His deep voice reverberated through my body. “I, … awe …um … think I took a wrong turn.” I was still drunk and my words were slurred. “Sounds like you’ve been drinking son?” “Awe … um … yeah … too drunk to drive.” “No problem kiddo. How old are you?” “I’m eighteen, it’s legal drinking age here!” anger was evident in my voice. “Yeah son, you are legal for other thinks as well.” I couldn’t see but I sensed his eyes were drinking me in with lustful interest. “You might have just stumbled into the right place after all.” I caught his meaning quickly; “I’m a virgin, I’m not interested in THAT!” I tried to push on around his large frame. He grabbed my arms and held me fast. “Hold on there sonny, don’t be so quick to make up your mind. Everybody’s got to start somewhere, and I’m a pretty good teacher, if I do say so myself.” “Awe … um … ooo … what do you have in mind?” I nervously asked. “Let’s just move off the path into the trees and see where the chemistry takes us.” He was still holding my arms and literally pushed me off into the trees, so I really didn’t have a choice. He pushed me up against a large tree trunk and bent down to plant a passionate kiss on my lips. My mind exploded like fireworks! All my life I’d been kissing boys, but here was a large man making the first move. ‘Fuck, he’s choosing me!’ my mind screamed with joy. He read my shifting energy in a split second. “Do you want me to suck your cock kid?” He didn’t wait for my answer, he was kneeling in front of me and opening my fly before I had even processed his question. ‘Wow, GAME ON!’ I thought.,. and then realized my cock was being engulfed by his hot mouth and just as quickly it was growing super hard. ‘A man is sucking my dick’. My brain exploded, and so did my boner, I rapidly came in his mouth. With a happy guttural sound, he swallowed every drop of my spew. I had to push him off me my cock head became so sensitive. He quickly stood and kissed me. Open mouth, full tongue! ‘Oh my god, he’s feeding me my cum, I guess he hadn’t swallowed it all…. Holy shit!’ my brain was struggling to take it all in. My body didn’t care, I’d found a perfect teacher to initiate me into my glorious gay sex life, and it had no intention of missing the opportunity. Despite having ejaculated my cock was still as hard as rock. “So do you want to go down on mine?” His deep voice made my spine tingle from my neck to my groin. I was on my knees in a split second, and his magnificent tool was already free of its clothing. The manly scent of it was more intoxicating than the booze I had drank blurring my already reckless thinking. I’d sucked a couple cocks in my life, but this was of a higher order. The moment I kissed his big mushroom head I knew my lips would crave this exotic flesh from now to eternity. I lingered on that kiss for the longest time, until I was drawn to suck the entire head in like a huge strawberry. My tongue instinctively messaged that firm but spongy head, and the receiver’s moan of satisfaction came from his soul. A slightly salty taste took me by surprise until my brain caught up with my overwhelming pleasure; ‘precum, my god, I’ve got him so excited, this must be the elixir of the gods’, my twink fag brain expounded. His hands gently but firmly went to the back of my head beginning to push. My first response was to resist but then my jaw just loosened and three inches of this magnificent man filled my mouth. His grip on my head loosened and I began to naturally fuck my mouth on his thick turgid cock. It seemed my jaw opened like a snake swallowing its prey hole and with each stroke he entered a bit deeper. When his firm but spongy head reached my tonsils, I gagged and almost pulled completely off. Over my coughing his voice encouraged with a resonance that soothed my soul, “Fuck kid, you are a natural, are you sure you’ve never done this.” I was now determined to take him all in, my jaw felt totally unhinged and I grabbed his hairy ass and pushed in willing myself not to gag. He came to a stop with his big ball sack on my chin and his furry bush tickling my nose. I held this position until I was becoming lite headed from lack of oxygen. I pulled completely off and gasped for restorative breath. While doing so he lifted me to standing and planted a full mouth kiss on me. “Damn kid, you almost made me cum, you are fucking talented!” “You sucked down my load, let me finish you off, bring you over the top.” I pleaded. “Oh, you’ll bring me to climax, don’t you worry. I plan to take your cherry.” “Take my cherry?” “Be the first man to open your virgin cherry ass.” I couldn’t believe my ears, but my body knew what it wanted and I imeadiately turned, bent and leaned against the sturdy tree. He quickly spread my legs and buried his five o’clock shadow in my hole. Soon his sloppy tongue was probing my ring. My body filled with adrenaline, and I felt as if I was blasting into outer space like a rocket. I lost track of how long this ecstatic experience lasted and came to when I felt his warm hairy body push against my back and heard him whisper in my ear, “Are you ready?” I have no idea how I knew but my hands instinctively spread my ass cheeks. That magnificent mushroom cock head was now pushing against my hole. ‘Oh my god I love this man!’ my brain was flooded with the thought. Then a pain worse than anything I had experienced with my ass took over and I tried with all my might to push him away. He held steady and stared to calmly chant in my ear. “Just breath deep kid. Breath and push your ass out, breath and push, breath and push, breath and push, breath and push, that’s it, keep going, relax that ass, just let it relax.” It wasn’t until I suddenly felt him slide into the hilt that the pain didn’t dissipate but transformed into such a glorious sensation of pleasure. “That’s it boy, I’m all the way in, you’ve let me claim you. Your no longer virgin ass feels fantastic.” ‘Holy shit, I’m no longer a virgin. I’m no longer a virgin!’ sang forth in my head like the Mormon Tabernacle choir singing the Hallelujah Chorus. Then he started to truly fuck me. At first slow deliberate partial withdrawal followed by steady strong insertion. Then the in movement became stronger, more forceful. I don’t know how long this lasted I was so lost in pleasure I never wanted it to end, then his pace picked up and I could sense his breathing becoming erratic. He stood me up, plunged deep, pinning me against the tree. It both knocked the wind out of me and felt like the most natural beautiful thing ever. His groin pushed into me like a drill press as the most pleasurable moan flooded my ear. “Aaawwwweeeee, fuuuccckkkk yeah boy. Amazing” I was too stunned and full of pleasure to realize what had just happened. This magnificent naked man was full body hugging me from behind. He pulled out far too soon for my liking. I was just about to protest when I felt his suctioning lips on my ass ring. The suction continued as he gave the most magnificent (I know I like that word.) tongue fuck. Soon he quickly stood turned and embraced me.Hhis lips were on my mouth once again. But this time he was forcing a salty jell like substance into my mouth. There was so much I couldn’t help but swallow. Only then did it dawn on my overwhelmed brain what I was swallowing, I was far from repulsed! When I opened my eyes looking over my man’s shoulder, I saw another dark figure standing within 3 feet of us. My virgin liberator noticed the shift in my energy and checked behind him. Seeing the other guy with his hard dick already in hand my man turned me and bent me against the tree. This other man needed no encouragement; his long slim raw cock was buried to the hilt in my prone hole. His fuck was quick, delightfully brutal, and he was unloading in my ass very quickly. He no sooner pulled out, and another smaller cock was furiously fucking my greedy hole, I knew I could never get enough of this. He blasted away deep in my gut, quickly pulled out and all three men were gone before I could even thank them. I remained bent, leaning on the tree, my dripping ass out to the now cool air hoping another man would come along. As I was wrapping my fuzzy head around what had just happened so quickly, I began to sobber and a nagging thought began to creep into my consciousness. I began to fight to understand why the image of a health classroom was taking over my brain. Then I could see the mouth of our sex ed teacher moving, but I couldn’t make out her words. The next image hit me like a cascading brick wall! She was rolling a condom onto a banana. I had just allowed three men to fuck my virgin ass without a condom in sight. All three strangers had ejaculated deep in my gut. As if to confirm my memory I probed my ass, smelled and licked my finger. Now I was numb and frozen with fear! I didn’t even hear the man approach from behind. I was startled when his finger entered my dripping hole. Before I could say anything, his hard dick was trying to force its way into my back hole. I squeezed my ass tight and told him; “You need a condom.” “I’m certain there is more than one load of strangers cum in there already.” “Three” I blurted, ‘why did I say anything?’ I chastised myself. He stepped away from me as my ass screamed for more. “Raw or none at all slut, your choice.” Again, my brain lost and my body instinctively took over, my hands were spreading my ass cheeks as if directed by a determined twisted puppeteer. For a smaller guy his erection was monstrous. He plunged it in and pounded away with no mercy. It took a bit for the pain to transform to pleasure. My heart pounded with both terror and excitement. The joyful anticipation of his load painting my guts won out. I was now pushing back onto his tool as hard or harder than he into me. I’d given over body and soul. I could feel his canon convulse in my cum soaked gut and with each spasm my heart soared as if I’d just won the Indee 500. He collapsed on my back, and we both gasped to regain our breath. When he finally stood and pulled out of my ass with a crude squelching sound he chastised; “Well slut, aren’t you going to thank me? Didn’t your mom teach you manners?” “Aw …. Um ….sorry … yeah, thanks I guess.” My brain was coming back to earth, and I knew I wasn’t sure of what I had just allowed. Although I also knew for certain, I wanted more. “Fuck off!” he yelled and disappeared into the dark. This time with heart racing and gasping for breath I pulled on my clothes. ‘When and how had I stripped or been stripped naked’ I wondered. All my clothes on and somewhat together I bolted out of the woods, park and ran all the way home. Thankfully there were no lights on, and I was able to sneak to my room without being noticed. My bedside clock read 3 a.m. and despite my fear I fell into bed and dropped into a deep but fitful sleep. By 10 a.m. when I awoke my bed sheets were a disaster. I stripped, wrapped a towel around myself and checked to make sure no one was in the hallway. As I scurried toward the bathroom I remembered with a sense of pride, ‘I’m no longer a virgin.’ I proudly whipped the towel off for the last ten feet enjoying the cool air on my genitals and ass. ‘Real men don’t worry about towels between their bedroom and bath; they let it all hang out.’ By the time I closed the bathroom door without locking it for the first time since I was toilet trained, I was sporting my full erection. The urgency to get on the throne then hit me and I quickly farted out the cum that had not absorbed into my gut. It was a sobering surprising amount. After my shower I confidently strode naked back to my room and stayed in there with my conflicted thoughts until dinner hour. Mom and Dad wondered what was wrong and I confessed I’d been nursing a hangover. Partial truth was good enough for me, and they bought it. The next day was Sunday, and I spent it in tortured fear. I assumed any sexual health clinic would not be open. The next morning my father loaded me in the car early. We needed to drive two hours to his parents to do a two-day home renovation for them. He couldn’t manage it without my second set of hands. By the time we returned home I knew it was useless to go to a clinic for PEP, that window of time had passed. I didn’t sleep with worry and rumination for the next three nights. The next week took an eternity to pass. Each day the fear of having been infected grew increasingly persistent. By the end of the first month, I couldn’t hide my distress from my folks and friends. They all expressed their concern, but I held onto my secret like a hidden yet torturous treasure. The second month passed even slower with my dread falling to sleep that I would wake with drenched bed sheets and feeling like a mac truck was rolling through my veins. I couldn’t believe that I had survived at the end of the third month and was not quite able to take in the news that I tested negative. After such profound fear for my life I refrained from any sex, save my right hand, for another full year until I met my current boyfriend at the end of my first year of college. At first sight we were both smitten, but it took us two weeks to screw but the courage to ‘hit the sack’. Surprisingly, he was a virgin and after some delightful 69ing he wanted to fuck me raw. It was very tempting, but I had told him in detail my loosing virginity story and the three agonizing months, he relented and suited up. The condom burned and the fuck was disappointing, far too vanilla, but I knew I needed to cut him and the condom some slack. Six months into our monogamous relationship we decided to move in together. After a week of fucking each other every night and him begging me to trust him and do each other raw I relented. I was the first to slide into him raw and in no time, I was pumping my jizz deep into his gut. He was over the moon! We flipped and from the moment his silky skin slid past my outer ring the ecstatic memory of my first four fucks blasted me into outer space. His fuck was more animalistic than ever, and he was soon filling me with his wonderful man seed. We were now a true couple. The rest of the condoms went in the garbage the next morning and we’ve never looked back. Although we almost did two months later. I had caught him reading stories on this site. At first, he was embarrassed and I was angry but quickly we found ourselves reading these stories as foreplay for our increasingly uninhibited sex. We were always hornier than ever and fucked at all times of day like rabbits. We started going to a gay bar regularly. Long story short, a handsome older bear of a man started hitting on us. He told us he loved playing with twink couples. While he headed off to the bar to buy us drinks my boyfriend asked me what I thought, assuring me we would use condoms with this handsome bear. I couldn’t say no before the bear returned with three beers. The flirting became more aggressive as we quickly guzzled the first beer. He kept them coming and my lover went to the bathroom as the bear, and I guzzled a third beer between snogging. As we were entering the bathroom we met my man leaving. He winked at us. That wink was like an ON switch for the bear and me. I entered the first empty stall, had my shirt off and pants dropped, and was leaning over the throne before he even got the door closed. I looked back to see his magnificent (sorry again) hairy torso and emerging baseball bat member, and him digging a foil pouch from his pant pocket. ‘Great, he knows he needs a condom’ I thought with relief and pulled my ass cheeks apart. Lube was fingered into my waiting hole, and his cock was quick to follow. Too quick. I reached back feeling his cock drive in and out of me to make sure he was covered. Nothing, just the magnificent skin of his turgid man meat. “You need a condom.” I feebly stated. He reached around and grabbed my clearly aroused cock. “Your mind might think you want a condom, your body knows better.” I knew he was right and pushed back so every stroke hit my prostate. I was soon blasting my load into the toilet bowl, my ass contractions pulling him over the edge. ‘Fuck, how can I enjoy a strangers raw codk and load so damn much.’ My brain raced.’ We uncoupled and embraced. I thanked him, pulled my clothes on and bolted to my lover telling him we had to get home right now. He resisted; “But the bear?” The truth dawned on him quickly, “He just bred you.” “Let’s get out of here fast!” I pleaded. I confessed all on the way home. He thought it was the hottest story he had ever heard and insisted on fucking and breeding me in the stairwell up to our apartment. When we checked our phones before climbing into bed, I learned my grandmother had suffered a massive heart attack and died. The next four days were busy with travel, visitations and funeral. The PEP window was again past. My lover was compassionately attentive to my fear. But he’d been reading pozing stories and refused to return to condom use. If I got ‘IT’ he was bound and determined to get knocked up to. Three months passed, and we both tested negative. I swore I would never take another mans load again. He insisted we both go on PreP. He won. For six months we took our PreP diligently without a missed dose and without playing with anyone else. Then he came across the add for a New Years Eve Horse Market Competition. I couldn’t get him to shut up about it. He continually pestered me, “You know deep inside you really want to be a mare taking stallion loads one after the other. Your body tells me you also want to get knocked up, your cock gets so excited when we read stealthing and posing bedtime stories.” Day in and day out he wouldn’t relent. I finally agreed to register as a mare. But as enticing as the $20,000 prize was, I was not going off PreP. After we sent off the applications, he was registering as an observer, I kept quizzing him, “Are you sure you don’t want to be a mare as well?” He assured me. “I didn’t get to see the bear breed you. I’m not missing watching the next time you take a stranger’s load up your ass. PreP or no PreP, I don’t care. After that I move into wild mare mode myself!” His determination scared the shit out of me, especially three days later when our acceptance arrived in our inbox.

It’s become a tradition for me that I hope to keep as long as possible to travel to Gran Canaria for NYE and an extra week into January. I will link to those tales at the bottom of the post as it helps me keep track. Also I posted a quick status update previously but after reviewing the night I miscounted the load tally 2 lower than it was. Let’s get started with the basics for those that don’t know. Gran Canaria is the biggest gay travel destination in Europe, even before Berlin as in Gran Canaria there is no escaping all the horny gays in Maspalomas on the south coast. Maspalomas has a gay epicenter with tons of gay bars, drag shows and cruise clubs. So let’s dive into the title. I went to bed with 20 loads 💦 in my butt after a successful day / evening. It started in the late afternoon with a repeat with one of the best dicks in town. A sexy Spanish top that’s very hung but also his dick is so beautiful you just have to look and admire. He eased in after a little sucking to start it off. He loves my ass so it took him only 7-8 min to cum a big load inside me. I’m the self appointed king of home daytime hookups on these trips so I continued Gods work into the evening. Then followed a series of 5 hookups. One disappointing as he couldn’t cum (too tired to) and 4 others mostly nothing memorable but it did get me a few loads. Then followed the last hookup before going out and this was another highlight. A bottom staying close by needed to cum so I arranged to come over. Turns out he has a very nice dick and when bottoms fuck each other like that there is something about the mutual understanding for giving the load and no pressure from the receptive bottom on the performance. So there are no games. He was a sexy Brit and after kissing for a bit we started the fuck, a super nice 12 min fuck where he ended cumming tons deep into me. I’d say equivalent of 4 regular loads. After this I was invited to a local sex party from a top I got to know last year. He had another top and a verse guy and they wanted to have a little fuck party for the «early ish» evening, until a little after midnight. It was a fun and relaxed party. I got 2 loads during the party. We tried all sorts of combinations with sucking and fucking and did a couple of DP to open me up, was very fun. Now at this point I definitely had got enough (if you’re keeping track it’s 8 loads and lots of action) but the marathon bottom I am decided to end the night at Construction, one of the main Cruise Bars. I got there around 1:30 and it was busy AF but guys were both coming and leaving. I circled the area one time and decided to set camp in the brighter part of the darkroom where there is a big mattress often with 4-5 bottoms getting fucked. It was comparatively empty despite the crowd so I knew it would be a smart choice. The first hour or so I played with 4-5 guys. Each one took their time and only one of them came. Then a little bit later I was audibly fucked and cum into with a big load from a sexy muscle man. This was a turning point as we slut bottoms know that one load leads to another often and at this point it was getting well known that I had among the sloppiest asses in the club. 5 tops in a row who all had seen me get fucked and bred by someone fucked me and came within about 5 min of starting the fucks. The men were enjoying the show and I was becoming the clubs unofficial cumdump. It slows down for a moment and at that point a guy fully clothed walks in and goes int a corner. There was something about him so I walk over and start to feel him up and get the silent approval for going for his dick. I suck him off a bit but he was keen on fucking so we got right to it. He of course immediately noticed how fucking wet I was and commented on it. It made him super horny so he was cumming hard within a few minutes. We had a little talk after and he asked me «how many loads» to which I replied «15 with yours now» which made him immediately very horny again. We took a short bathroom break and he gave me a second fuck and came again. After that he positioned me in a place where you had a good view and was advertising my ass with 16 loads in it to the now thinning crowd and was whoring out my ass for about 20-30 min where several guys were enjoying fucking the now very open very wet with cum hole which netted 3 more loads until he himself gave me one final small and 3rd load. At this point it was about 4am the crowd was thinning so it was a perfect ending for me and I happily went to bed with all that remained of the 20 loads taken. 💦🐽 You can happily read my older horny tales of whoring and taking loads here from last year: And here is the one from the year before that again:

Left about an hour ago. Told me it would have to be a "quickie." We wen't right to 69... which is Him straddling my face. He becomes (seemingly?) unconscious in that position, very occupied with sucking me... but mostly stationary with His cock down my throat. He's a Muscle Guy so He's pretty immovable and has awesome thighs, in this position He is so positioned that i can get His cock and balls in my mouth... not sure how i am breathing, but it works some how... my head is so pinned under Him i can not really move and He is just all the way in me and down my throat... every once in a while He will move His hips to fuck my mouth and throat, but for the most part, i am holding Him inside my mouth and throat till He is ready to fuck. He gets there, and gets up: "let me fuck you." He proceeded to pound me for about a half hour. He has these incredible holds where i feel affectionately mauled , held and squeezed, pinned and positioned. i felt His sweat dripping on me, kissing my neck and licking my side and totally destroying my hole. i milk His cock with my ass muscles, but after a point, that ability is beaten into submissive openness. He smiles and leaves happy, i'm delirious (in a good way). Waving bye He says: "i'll hit you up tomorrow."

I'm not making this up. I was a college boy at the dentist's office, holding those weird things in my mouth while he made X-rays, and he said -- again, not making this up, "You have excellent control. Most people gag with something that far back in their mouth." (I was already a slutty cocksucker in the park and the XXX bookstore, and had received... loads of compliments.)

GAME ON (part IV) Ali I can’t believe how stumbling upon the New Years Eve Horse Market competition has throne me off balance. I should be able to ignore it. But, once seen, I couldn’t unsee it. It’s like the words burned a permanent and persistent image in my brain, especially the $20,000 prize. It sounds like a lot of money, but to risk carrying the virus for the rest of your life, let alone risking you might be one of the unlucky sods that the meds don’t work for. It’s insane to consider being an at-risk mare in such a game, and yet, register I did. Furthermore, my application was accepted! I’ve been tested daily for two weeks, and the event is only one week away. Every day they take a sample of my blood and check it for HIV and the presence of PreP, a trace of either would get me disqualified But I can’t get disqualified. See, I’ve never taken PreP in my life, and I’ve never even been fucked, bareback, or with a condom. In fact, I’ve never even sucked a cock. I know it’s hard to believe that I could be 24 and never had any sexual experience, but it’s true. Oh I have shamefully jerking off to porn; but, I’ve never been with a man or a woman. Not that I would ever consider sex with a woman. Straight porn and a woman’s anatomy are gorse. I guess you need some background. My strict fundamentalist Muslim parents named me but clearly had no understanding of the meaning of my name; Exalted, noble, and sublime. They treated me like dirt. They were so disappointed I was their only progeny, especially after so many miscarriages. They felt cursed by Allah and made sure I knew I was equally and exponentially more cursed. I fled home in Brittan at the age of sixteen. I was a stowaway on a cargo ship destined for Montreal Canada. Miraculously I was not caught. I hiked and hitch-hiked my way to Toronto where I’ve been ever since. I took every menial job I could find working my way up to a waiter in a very expensive and prestigious restaurant. The tips I make are very fitting to the meaning of my name. I know my looks and people pleasing manner contribute to my success. I speak with a delightful combination to Farcy and British accent, at least that’s what people constantly tell me. I’m five foot, 10 Inches in a compact, muscular, cub body. I’ve avoided sex for many years by daily running, rowing and lifting weights. Dark hair covers my arms, chest, back and legs. I keep my thick hair and beard short cropped and I’m told that my dimples when I smile make my face adorable. It’s not unusual for people to admire my arm hair and ask me to unbutton my shirt to get a better view of the hair peeking out at my throat. I always comply and their hands inevitably reach inside to caress my well-developed pecs. Whenever this happens, I fit in an extra long run or workout. I avoid the gay village like the plague. If I mistakenly get close to it, I’m always hit on by one or many men whose lustful looks fill me with dread and shame. More accurately the stirring those looks create in my loins fills me with dread and shame. The holy teachings I grew up with forbade fornication, and fornication between men was punishable by death. That’s why Allah sent AIDS. I might have found the courage to run away from home and my hateful parents, but I couldn’t muster the self will to deny these incredibly restrictive religious teachings. That is until I saw the Horse Market advertisement. I knew it was pure, unadulterated evil, but it got a hook caught in me that nothing I tried could dislodge. I found a fortune teller and totally out of character and against my religion I went to her. She had me draw three cards from her deck. She told me the first card represented my past. She accurately described the dark hateful atmosphere of my childhood home and religion and the desperate loneliness of my current life. The second card was my present. Reading it from left to right she explained the dagger meant I needed to give my middle finger to my past and whatever was holding me back from the new life symbolized by the gorgeous sunrise on the right side of the card. The third card represented my future. It was filled with dozens of naked men’s bodies entwined in a hedonistic orgy. With a smile and gentle earnestness, she asked if I was gay. When I looked at the floor in shame she coaxed me, “You must give that shame the finger. Tell the shame and anyone that planted it in you to fuck off, let you live your life, the sacred, noble, exalted, sublime life Allah gifted you with in your soul.” I wept as she held me to her breast. When all the grief, pain and fear had finally released I pulled up the advertisement on my phone. She carefully read it before she said, “No one can tell you what to do my son. You must find the courage to trust your own intuition which will lead you down your unique path. Only you can know what’s right for you.” Then she paused and held my gaze with deep compassion. “But, let me say one more thing.” She broke into a big grin, “This event sounds fucking awesome!” We both laughed until tears ran down our cheeks and our bellies hurt. I floated home to my meager room, I had never felt so lite and full of confidence. I sent in my registration/application that night. I was terrified when I got word back that I was accepted as a mare competing to get knocked up with HIV. But what better way to give my parents and religious teachers the middle finger than to dive in the deep end of gay sex with maximum risk!

I don’t have much hair but I shave what I do have.

This was kind of a sneaky load. On New Year's Eve, I was at a party with mostly friends from the gay bar I go to often. We were playing Cards Against Humanity and drinking a ton . One of the cards we talked about was blow jobs. That led to some side conversation, and this guy kept kind of flirting with me indiscreetly because he was there with another guy. He kept brushing his hands against my ass and saying sorry, but it was obvious it was on purpose. A couple of hours later, he followed me by the bathroom and asked me to prove how good I am. I told him, "You're with your boyfriend, though," and he said we can be quick .So I took him into the bathroom, and he pulled his cock out and I started to suck it ; his cock was pretty nice, probably around 7 inches. I took it all the way deep and gagged a little as he forced it deeper . I could feel it throb in my mouth, and he asked me to slow down because I was going to make him cum too fast. So I started to suck his balls, and as soon as I put it back in my mouth, he busted his load quickly . We left the restroom, and I could tell a few people saw but didn't say anything. I asked him if his man would want a threesome sometime , but he said he isn't into that and doesn't like to share. That he's mostly a bottom but loves to get sucked, but his man doesn't like to swallow. That's why he was so tempted. Later that night, as the party thinned out, we decided to play strip poker. Throughout the game , it got a little naughty, where we started to bet teases and kissing, and it led to short oral sex. There were five of us playing total, and we ended up all sucking on each other, and the guy next to me was teasing my ass throughout the game. A couple of us had hooked up in the past, so this was nothing too new for us. It eventually led to one of the guys eating my ass while I started to suck off another guy. We eventually went back to the living room, and I had two guys sucking my cock on the couch while I was making out with another guy. The other bottom and I started to make out and tease each other's asses while giving the guys lap dances. After a few minutes of that, we continued to suck on the guys. One of the guys blew his load all over me, so I continued to suck him to get him hard again. Then both the bottom and I bent over the couch and started to get fucked by the other three guys. The guy that busted thought it would be fun to find another guy to join, so he was on Grindr while we were getting fucked. One of the guys busted in the other guy but was able to stay hard and fuck me afterward . It was an all-night of fucking. An hour later, another guy came over, and the funny thing is he was found on Tinder and was straight but drunk and wanted head. When he came over, he was actually chill and instantly hard, so I started to suck him, and he swore he had never done this before. He said that he was too drunk to blow his load. I told him that I could make him bust if he let me ride him. He turned me down, but I sat him on the couch and gave him a bit of a lap dance, rubbing his tip against my hole and sliding it in just a little, then pulling it out. As soon as I put it against my ass again, he thrust his cock deep and started to pound my ass hard. I got a little curious and started to tease his balls and hole, and he seemed to enjoy it. He ended up busting hard inside me; I felt his load drip out of me. The cool part is he hung out afterward and drank with us some more. We even convinced him to taste a cock. He sucked each of us for like 30 seconds. I still hadn't busted yet, so the bottom and I went over to the couch and started to take turns sucking each other. Then one of the other guys came over and sucked both of us off at the same time. This was a wild time ; a couple of the guys we met from bathhouses, so we knew it would be a wild time. Picture not of that night but some something to look at.

The neon lights of the truck stop flickered against the night sky, casting long shadows over the gravel lot filled with rumbling semis and weary travelers. It was well past midnight, and the air hung heavy with the scent of diesel and stale coffee. Inside the dingy restrooms, 18-year-old Alex leaned over the sink, splashing cold water on his face. He'd hitched a ride from the city, dreaming of adventure on the open road, but now exhaustion clawed at him. His slim frame, toned from high school track, was clad in a tight white t-shirt and faded jeans that hugged his pert ass. Unaware, he dried his hands on his pants, glancing at his reflection—innocent blue eyes, tousled blond hair, and a boyish face that screamed vulnerability. Outside, Big Jake eased his massive rig into a spot near the toilets. At 45, he was a hulking figure, 6'4" with a beer gut straining his flannel shirt and arms like tree trunks from years of hauling freight. His cock, a thick nine-incher, throbbed in his jeans at the thought of fresh meat. Jake had HIV, a secret he carried like a loaded gun, passed on from a rough encounter years back. He didn't care about protection; in fact, he got off on the risk, the power of infecting some naive kid. Spotting Alex through the grimy window as the boy exited the restroom, Jake's lips curled into a predatory grin. The kid looked lost, perfect for what he had in mind. "Hey, kid," Jake rumbled, stepping out from behind his truck, his voice gravelly from cigarettes and whiskey. "You need a lift? Looks like you're stranded out here." Alex hesitated, eyeing the burly man. The trucker seemed rough but offered a ride, and with no other options, he nodded. "Yeah, thanks. Heading east, anywhere's fine." Jake clapped a meaty hand on Alex's shoulder, guiding him toward the cab. "Hop in. Got some buddies meeting up later, but we'll get you moving." As Alex climbed into the passenger seat, Jake's eyes lingered on the boy's tight jeans, imagining how that ass would feel clenching around his raw dick. The cab smelled of sweat and leather. Jake fired up the engine, but instead of pulling out, he reached into the glove compartment for a couple of beers. "Here, loosen up. Long night ahead." Alex took a swig, not noticing the bitter aftertaste as Jake watched him closely. The drug—roofies crushed into powder—would hit soon, making the kid pliable, forgetful. Minutes later, Alex's head lolled against the window, his eyelids heavy. "Wha... what's happening?" he mumbled, his body going limp. Jake chuckled, shifting the truck into gear and driving to a secluded pull-off behind the truck stop, hidden by overgrown brush. He killed the engine and hauled Alex's unconscious form into the sleeper berth at the back. The space was cramped, with a mattress stained from past conquests and chains bolted to the frame. Jake stripped the boy roughly, yanking off the t-shirt to reveal smooth, hairless pecs and pink nipples. The jeans came next, exposing Alex's slim legs and a small, uncut cock nestled in blond pubes. The boy's ass cheeks were firm, pale, begging to be spread. "Time to break you in, boy," Jake growled, shedding his own clothes. His thick cock sprang free, veined and heavy, already leaking precum. He didn't bother with lube; spit would do. Flipping Alex onto his stomach, Jake pried the boy's cheeks apart, spitting a thick glob onto the tight pink hole. He pressed his cockhead against it, forcing inch by inch into the drugged teen's virgin ass. Alex stirred faintly, a whimper escaping as his body instinctively clenched, but the drugs kept him from fighting back. Jake thrust deep, groaning as the tight ring gripped his shaft. "Fuck, you're tight. Gonna ruin this hole for good." He pounded relentlessly, his balls slapping against Alex's taint with each brutal stroke. The boy's body rocked on the mattress, his small cock trapped beneath him, rubbing against the rough fabric. Jake reached around, jerking Alex's dick roughly to mix pain with unwanted pleasure. Sweat dripped from Jake's brow as he hammered away, feeling his HIV-positive load building. No condom—why bother? He wanted this kid marked, infected, carrying his virus forever. After twenty minutes of savage fucking, Jake buried himself balls-deep and unloaded, ropes of hot cum flooding Alex's guts. He pulled out with a wet pop, watching his seed leak from the gaping, reddened hole. Alex moaned incoherently, the drugs wearing thin but leaving him dazed. Jake wasn't done. He flipped the boy over, shoving his cum-smeared cock into Alex's slack mouth. "Suck it clean, bitch." The teen's lips parted weakly, tongue lapping at the bitter mix of ass and jizz as Jake face-fucked him, skull-fucking until he came again, shooting down the boy's throat. By dawn, Alex was chained to the berth, wrists and ankles secured with rough metal. The drugs had him in a haze, but awareness flickered as Jake climbed back in, dressed and ready to move. "You're mine now, kid. Got some pals joining the convoy. They'll love breaking you." He tossed a rag over Alex's naked body and drove toward a rendezvous point—a deserted lot where three other truckers waited, engines idling like hungry beasts. The mates were a rough crew: Tank, a bald brute with a pierced cock; Rusty, lean and tattooed with a sadistic streak; and Bull, the oldest at 50, his gut hanging over a girthy seven-incher. They'd shared loads before, passing around hitchhikers and lot lizards, but a fresh 18-year-old? That was prime. Jake pulled up, honking once. The men gathered at his cab, peering into the sleeper. "Got a present, boys," Jake announced, unlocking the chains just enough to drag Alex out. The boy stumbled, naked and cum-streaked, eyes wide with confusion and fear. "This little slut's all ours. Fresh ass, no mileage." Tank grinned, grabbing Alex by the hair and forcing him to his knees on the gravel. "Look at that pretty mouth. Bet it sucks like a vacuum." He unzipped, his pierced dick—eight inches with a thick ring through the head—slapping against Alex's cheek. The boy gagged as Tank shoved in, the piercing scraping his tongue. Rusty and Bull circled, stroking their cocks while Jake watched, his own dick hardening again. "Drug him up if he fights," Jake said, handing over a vial of poppers. But Alex was too weak to resist much, his body betraying him as Tank skull-fucked him deep, balls smacking his chin. Saliva dripped down Alex's chest as the trucker grunted, flooding his mouth with cum. "Swallow it, boy. That's just the appetizer." They hauled him into Bull's trailer, a larger setup with a makeshift sling in the corner. Alex was strapped in, legs spread wide, ass exposed and still leaking Jake's load. Bull went first, rolling on a condom but smirking as he positioned his fat cock at the boy's hole. "Gonna fill you proper." He thrust in, the latex stretching around Alex's abused ring. The teen cried out, bucking against the restraints, but Bull just laughed, pounding hard. Midway through, with Alex whimpering, Bull reached down and pinched the condom's base, tearing a small hole with his nail. "Oops," he muttered, but kept slamming, ensuring his pre-cum—and whatever else he carried—seeped in. Rusty took over next, no condom from the start. His tattooed body glistened with sweat as he rammed into Alex's sloppy hole, the boy's ass now a cum-filled mess. "Feel that? Raw and real, kid. You're gonna catch something from this." He clawed at Alex's nipples, twisting them red while his hips pistoned, cock dragging against the inner walls. Alex's own dick twitched traitorously, leaking pre as unwanted arousal built from the relentless friction. Tank flipped the sling, positioning Alex face-down so his ass jutted out. He lubed up with spit and plunged in, the piercing adding ridges of pain-pleasure. "Tighten up, bitch. Milk my load." Alex sobbed, but his body clenched, drawing groans from the brute. Tank fucked like a machine, breaking a sweat, then yanked the condom off mid-thrust—another one sabotaged earlier—and went bare, flooding the teen with thick spurts. "There ya go, infected now." Jake joined the rotation, taking Alex's mouth while Bull reclaimed the ass. The boy was double-teamed, gagging on Jake's HIV-laced cock as Bull's bare dick churned the cum inside him. The truckers rotated for hours, each breaking or ditching condoms to ensure the virus took hold. Rusty jerked Alex off during one round, forcing the boy to cum shamefully onto the floor while getting railed. By afternoon, Alex was a wreck—body bruised, hole swollen and gaping, cum oozing from every orifice. The truckers lounged, smoking and drinking, passing the boy around for quick fucks. Jake unchained him briefly, making him crawl on all fours to service each man, licking boots and balls before getting bent over the tailgate of a truck. "You're our cumdump now," Jake said, shoving Alex's face into a puddle of jizz on the ground. "Ride with us, or we leave you here leaking. But you'll want more." The drugs and abuse had broken something in the teen; he nodded weakly, body craving the twisted release. The convoy rolled out, Alex secured in Jake's sleeper, ready for the next stop. More mates would join, more loads to take, the infection sealing his fate in this endless road of depravity. Tank drove point, Rusty and Bull flanking, all knowing the kid was theirs to share, to ruin, to infect forever. As the sun set, Jake pulled Alex onto his lap in the cab, impaling him on his cock while steering one-handed. "Feel it deep, boy? That's your new life." Alex moaned, grinding down, lost in the haze of cum and submission. The truck stop faded in the rearview, but the nightmare—and the ecstasy—had only just begun. The days blurred into a haze of asphalt and ass-fucking. At every stop, the truckers added to the roster: a grizzled vet named Spike with a curved dick that hit Alex's prostate just right, making him squirt unwillingly; and Marco, a younger hauler with endless stamina, who tied Alex spread-eagle and edged him for hours before dumping raw inside. Each man knew the score—Jake's whisper about the HIV spread like wildfire, turning the sharing into a deliberate breeding session. One night at a remote weigh station, they parked in a circle, building a bonfire from scrap wood. Alex was the entertainment, stripped and oiled up, made to dance for the six truckers now gathered. His slim body glistened, cock half-hard from the poppers they'd forced on him. "Shake that ass, slut," Spike barked, and Alex obeyed, twerking until hands grabbed him. They took turns in the firelight, bending him over logs, against tires, even hoisting him between two men for a spitroast. Condoms appeared sporadically, only to be ripped or filled with holes. Marco went last, flipping Alex onto his back and folding his legs to his chest, pounding so deep the boy's toes curled. "Take my seed, poz boy," Marco hissed, erupting without barrier, his load mixing with the others in Alex's battered guts. By week's end, Alex's body ached constantly, his hole never closing fully, a constant drip of cum marking his jeans when they let him dress. Fevers came and went—early signs, Jake said with a laugh, slapping the boy's ass. "You're one of us now." The infection took hold slowly, but the truckers didn't care. They drove on, Alex chained and used, his innocence shattered on the road's endless ribbon. In the sleeper, as Jake fucked him slow and deep one night, the boy whispered, "More... please." The virus bound him, but so did the cock, the cum, the brutal brotherhood of the highway.

Syphilis, HIV, then chlamydia in that order.

I'll try whatever when I'm getting fucked but I'm a fan of missionary. Love to interact with my guy as he's fucking me, get my legs around him, hold his head in my hands with my fingers in his hair and tell him he feels amazing, kiss him, grab his butt with my hands and feel him clenching as he throbs a hot load in me. Also it's a great position for hitting my prostate. I have more prostate orgasms getting fucked missionary. When I'm doing the fucking I like spooning. I play often with not much experience guys and it's easy to open up and relax a guy for some good deep fucking on his side. Can adjust the angle and how deep and really get on my guy's prostate spooning. Also I can get my hand on his dick and edge him while I rub his prostate. Love taking charge of a guy's orgasm like that. It never felt right to me fucking a guy and him wanking himself and being in charge of cumming. As top it's my job to tease him, make him grunt and moan and finally to make him cum.

Unfortunately, I had to vote for no because I don’t know if I have ever fucked with a gay pornstar. I fucked so many guys I didn’t know that there was at least one among them. I mean abroad, not in Hungary. The better known Hungarian gay porn stars live mostly not in Hungary. I har only one sex with porn stars. There’s a couple in Maspalomas (Gran Canary), Pablo and Sebas. They usually broadcast their adventures via Cam4 or Chaturbate. The most of the time, they are hunting in the cruising area in the dunes. When I met them first they refused me because they had the “choreography” how they boost the number of their audience to collect more coins. Later I returned to them when they started have sex the cruisers. Finally Pablo sucked me off in a live broadcast. Luckily, a mate of mine recorded it. I made a screenshot of my dick in Pablo’s mouth. 😈

Several. Coincidentally, Dakota Stone fucked me tonight

I used to have a friend that was in the industry. He was the one that hosted my birthday party where 21 guys fucked me. His real name was Greg but I’m not sure what his porn name was. I think Matthew or something. We have fallen out of touch but he was hung and used to fuck me. I really haven’t seen much porn but there was another guy that wanted me to fuck on camera. He was starting his own company. I don’t remember his real name but someone once told me they thought his stage name was cutler. There may be more. I wouldn’t know who they are.

I’ve tried a bunch of different options but my general preference as an easy access apartment complex / hotel since I host so many hookups typically. Also, close to Yumbo obviously since you’ll get guys leaving lunch or having an afternoon drink etc. that want to come and dump their load. I’ve also visited a bunch of different places for the same reason and up to 50% of places will have an open front door with minimal or no reception and no key card in the elevator (At least from 8am-late / midnight). Some surprising examples of a place that does not live up to this rule is the very gay Axel hotel, so I would not stay there 🙂

Would totally wear this to the big event so that it could be hanging from my faggy body in torn shreds. GOD I NEED THIS SO BAD!

The following is a true story. It was around Summer 2022 when my phone buzzed with the unmistakable bloop of Grindr going off. I picked up my phone to check and was greeted by messages from Adi. He’s a cute toned 23yo South Indian twink who recently graduated and moved to the area and Throughout the course of chatting, I found he had a kink for interracial and wanted to try Asian cock (That’s why he hit me up). Sadly after chatting a bit more it became apparent that we likely never meet since neither of us could host and he was only into condoms. He would go on to message me every once in a while just to say hi, but nothing would ever come of it since we had no place to meet. Fast forward a year later (Summer 2023), I’m working out at the gym and my phone buzzes, it was Adi once again. This time around, he’s got the house for a few hours and is able to host. Great but only one issue, I recalled that he only plays safe and let him know I can’t stay hard with condoms. He replies with a promising “let’s give it a try and see” and I let him know I was on my way. I knock at the door we quickly make our way to the bedroom before his roommates can spot us. We lay on the bed and start kissing and to my dismay, he pulls out a condom and starts rolling it onto my cock. We kiss a bit more but it becomes clear that I was getting soft, Adi tried sucking on my nipples in an effort to revive my ever softening cock but it’s no use. I whispered to him “take it off” and when he did, my cock sprang back to life. He immediately got on top of me and within seconds my cock slipped into his tight hole. I start to slowly pump his hole and after a few minutes, he couldn’t hold back and he came all over my chest. Every time he tried begging me to pull out I ignored him plunged even deeper inside making him scream in ecstasy. We did this for about 10 minutes and I told him I was close. Instead of pushing me away, he pulled me closer and buried my swollen cock deeper inside until I couldn’t hold back. He screamed in unison with each shot I blasted deep inside, I must have shot about 15 times. My cock slips out and my load spills out. In a sudden wave of post-nut realization that I knocked him up, he ran to the washroom in an attempt to abort my load. Eventually he calmed down and I got dressed and left. Not even 2 hours later, he was messaging me to come back so he could get pregnant with my "Chinese Babies". We would continue as FWBs for years before he moved to another city.

I just finished treatment for both gonorrhea and chlamydia. My first std in about 7 or 8 years. For a guy that gets fucked raw by about 10 random men a week, I think that was a good run.

I had been searching so long for someone to introduce me to chemsex. Site after site I joined with lots of seeming potential, but found more flakes than a Kellogs cereal factory. I even bought some tina and wanted to try it by myself at home, but what’s the point of getting spun and be alone? So it was a Friday night, bored as hell and had a few drinks in me. Was going to use some fresh poppers and just jerk off to some hot breeding videos when I heard a ding from my email. I opened the site where the message came from and damn, this guy looked just about perfect. A nice thick daddy with a gorgeous cock who lived about 3 miles from me. Hoping against hope, I read the message that told me if I wanted to explore the joys and sluttiness of tina, he was ready to start my journey tonight. I let him know I could be there in about 30 minutes and started cleaning myself out. When I got to his place, it was a beautiful site, a big older daddy wearing rubber chaps, his semi-hard cock hanging down. Behind him was dark red lighting, the thump of techno music in the background and a big screen TV showing hypno videos. He invited me in and said get comfortable while I get some drinks. I sat down on the couch, stripped down to my jockstrap and admired the scene. He came back with a bottle of vodka and started pouring shots. Between each shot, he offered me some amazing poppers from France. After a few minutes I was quite pleasantly buzzed and would have been happy to just get fucked now. But he had other plans. Daddy let me to a Gyno type chair that had the stirrups, but the back was elevated so I could look at him. The table beside the chair had the biggest bag of Tina I’ve ever seen. He loaded the pipe and began telling me about the heating process and when I should inhale. This was it! I was going to get spun up! The first two puffs gave me a nice relaxed feeling. He then tool a bottle of oil or lube, not sure which, and stood between the legs of the chair and began slowly massaging the oil into my chest, arms, legs and ass. As he was doing this, I could feel his huge cock brushing up against my ass, teasing the hell out of me. He lit the pipe and I got another huge cloud into me. As I was exhaling, he held the poppers up to my nose and told me 5 deep breaths. As I took in the poppers I felt his cock slowly enter my hole. It took about two minutes until he was balls deep in me, then he stayed perfectly still. Lighting the pipe again, Daddy told me welcome to your new world. I’m going to keep you spun up all weekend, and you’re going to learn how to love cock, cum and tina. He slowly pulled out of me, and reached down to grab a medium sized medium butt and a jar of white thick fluid, damn it was full of cum! Daddy dipped the plug into the cum and then sprinkled a large amount of tina on the plug. As he started pushing it into my hole, he told me first you’ve had some clouds, and now you’re getting a booty bump to get you even more spun. It was quite a burning sensation and I closed my eyes. When I opened my eyes, he was slowly walking around me, taking videos of my lubed up body, closeups and of plug inside me, and ended focusing on the bag of tina. Daddy forced me to take more poppers, and then walked over to his laptop and started typing. I’ve got some more Daddy friends who would love to give you their cock and cum, they should be over soon. I think it’s time to get you started for the real party. Daddy pulled the plug out and once again pushed his cock deep inside me. He reaches over to the table and grabs a pre-filled syringe and a rubber band. He then lights up the pipe, and tells me, we’re going to the next stage now. You’re going to inhale, but on the third round, I need you to hold in the smoke as long as you can. He ties off my arm then starts with the pipe. Round one, round two, and round three I hold it in. I can feel the pinprick of the needle in my arm and he releases the rubber band. OMG, the most incredible feeling! I need more cock in me, I want cum, I want it all! I feel Daddy pumping long slow and deep and then he cums, 7,8 spurts inside my ass, it’s leaking out, but he stays inside me as hard as ever. Through the haze of all the tina, I hear the doorbell ring.

Through the haze of all the tina, I hear the doorbell ring. I'm just warming him up for ya Daddy said as 7 more guys came in, and all started stripping. Each and every guy was packing at least 8 inches, some slim cocks with a huge cock head, some as thick as a beer can. And looking at them all, each and every one had a biohazard tattoo on their body somewhere. Daddy pulled out of me and started kissing each guy, caressing their cocks, quietly talking and all looking at me with a hungry smile.The guys then circled around me, caressing my hair, massaging my chest, running their hands up and down my legs, pushing 2, 3 4 fingers inside my sloppy hole. They then load up another pipe to the brim and start the torch to melt the tina. Each guy takes a huge puff and then shotguns each other with the milky white clouds. One guy has been holding the poppers bottle under my nose until the pipe comes along, then forces me to take 7 deep inhalations from the pipe. I'm so spun out I can barely make out what their faces look like. The guys lower the back of the gyno chair as one slowly feeds my mouth with their hardening cock, I can feel other guys slapping my face and body with their cocks, a wet slapping sound from all the dripping precum from their cock heads. I feel my ass cheeks being pulled apart as one guy dives in to sloppily rim my dripping hole. My god he's got at least an inch and a half of his tongue inside me. After a few minutes of this, I can feel him taking a handful of the cum from the jar and lubing up my hole and ass cheeks. He passes the jar to the other guys and they start massaging the saved cum onto my face and all over my body. All this cum boy is toxic loads we've saved up for a night like this. We're going to make sure your body absorbs all of it. As they're massaging the cum onto my body, the thick wet cockhead of one guy starts pushing into me.

I know I am more than a bit of a fuck pig, but I'm curious how many of you, who are not performers have hooked up with a gay porn star? I was lucky enough to be fuck buds with 2 guys who went on to become gay porn stars when I was in my 20's, and have hooked up with and fucked several big name porn stars since, the last happen in June of 2025. In my case without hiring them as an escort. Am I an unusually lucky pig?

This is 100% fiction. ‘GAME ON!’ Alejandro; I didn’t have plans for seeing in the new year so jumped at the chance when I saw this advertisement Slutty New Year Competition; Steamworks and Cummunion combine to host a stallion and mare bareback competition. Only space for three mares, and 15 stallions, so register early. Admission: Mares – $100 Prep free mares - free Stallions - $200 Toxic Stallion - $2000 (limit one, proof required at registration and confirmed on night) Observers- $35 (limit 25) Prizes: $1000 for the stallion that breeds their first mare closest to the stroke of midnight $500 for the mare/s bred on the stroke of midnight. $5000 for the mare that takes the most loads. $20,000 for the mare that receives the one HIV toxic load if they consent to two weeks of daily monitoring before and after to ensure that the competitive toxic stallion was the man who did knock them up. This man must convert within two weeks after the event. (Stalions will be administered rapid test before the 10 p.m. start to ensure they have a negation status.) 1% of film sale profits for the one toxic mare if he only knocks up one mare on or before the stroke of midnight. Observers must remain clothed until after midnight and the end of the competition, then it’s a sexual free for all. (Only two rules; no condoms allowed and no holes off limits. Tops that stay on must be prepared to receive raw cocks and loads, no questions asked) Everyone must sign a waver granting permission to be videotaped and relinquishing any rights to profits from the porn video generated from the competition, other than the toxic stallion. This waver will include a condition that all rulings from the five judges will be final and cannot be challenged. I’m a forty-five-year-old man standing at 6’. I’m fit, and have a swimmers build, tastefully tattooed; with a Mediterranean complexion, short, cropped salt and pepper hair and beard. I’ve 100% committed to Barebacking for the last 20 years. I have a decently thick 8.5” cock which has sported a two-inch biohazard tattoo above it for the last 6 months. I’ve been poz for 15 years and went off meds a year ago to poz my boyfriend at the time when he went off PreP. The asshole dumped me 6 weeks after he converted and I just haven’t got around to going back on meds yet. I’m toxic as hell, horny as a rabbit and promiscuous enough to have infected quite a few guys who were Dum enough to not be on PreP and take my load no questions asked. And since I’m in a confessional mood I can tell you I did stealth a few who admitted they weren’t on Prep and made me ‘suite up’, I’m always carrying my specially prepared condoms for just such occasions. Amazing how they always tear! Most of these guys are so into our fuck they beg me to breed them. I’m pretty good at decerning the ones who I can tell I’m poz when we notice the ripped condom. Everyone of them I disclosed to has relented and asked me to continue the stealth. One even cried out, “Fuck did you just breed me a poz load?” “Viral load over the top.” I responded. “Holy fuck, I hope you knocked me up. Regardless, I’ll never allow a condom in my ass again!” he proclaimed. I’ve only had one bottom that anticipate my nasty plan and insisted I wear his rubber. When I wasn’t able to cum sheathed he allowed me to remove the protection and stroke myself to completion. He forgot to make me promise not to push back in! I was balls deep when I painted his guts with my toxic load. I lied when he noticed his hole was bleeding and only then asked my ‘status’. He had picked me up in a bar and invited me to his place knowing I was visiting from across the country. I never told him which city and had given a false name. A month later I happened upon his Scruff account, the profile picture was unmistakable. His profile name was now BBcub and his status was now poz. Someone else might have knocked him up, but chances are it was my stealth that set him free of wretched condoms. I sent off an email registration and proof of toxicity for the New Year’s eve bb event as well as my registration fee immediately. I anxiously waited three days before getting the confirmation. I was accepted and would be the only poz stallion. They instructed me to blank out my biohazard tattoo with a heavy-duty flesh coloured makeup for the event. This would be removed after midnight for a dramatic reveal if I only inseminated one ‘chaser’. I was ecstatic, it was ‘GAME ON’!!!

Rolling around in bed I was hard as a rock and had that familiar feeling that life would be better if I had a thick cock inside me. My girlfriend was out of town and I had no plans for the night. I'd been playing with boys for years but had taken a bit of a break until recently. Once I started giving it up to horny gay boys I found a fire inside me that was endlessly hungry. So every time she was out of town for work I'd hop online and try to find a match. And so far she'd been none the wiser and I'd been having a great time. No harm, right? Tonight would be no different, I convinced myself, as I rolled over to grab my phone. What she also didn't know was that I'd been slipping up lately and going raw. Before I was in a relationship I always played raw, on prep. Since dating I'd gotten off prep and not given it much more thought. But I didn't play all that much so it didn't seem worth the trouble and potential explaining. Hard as a rock and very much in heat I began scrolling through profiles, looking for a top to play with me. Before long I found one nearby, online. His profile name was just a scorpion, no photo. Kinda odd, kinda hot I thought. Didn't think much of it. His profile was pretty sparse except for some stats (that fit my desires) and one line "Say the word and I'll make you mine". Why not. I messaged him. "horny af here, need a top to make me his tonight. i'm hosting." added a sexy photo and sent it. Waited, waited. Nothing. Fuck. Started scrolling again when a message popped in "i bet you do. send location. be naked and ready to fuck, boy" with a photo of his hard, thick cock. I didn't hesitate. I was rushing around with anxious energy getting my place tidy and stripping when i heard a knock at the door. I let him in. Tall, dark, handsome. Yum. He glanced me up and down and said "oh look at you. you're ready for it aren't you?". I nodded silently as he closed the door and began undressing. That's when I noticed the large scorpion tattoo on his chest. "you really like scorpions huh?" I asked shyly. He smirked and just replied "sure man". Feeling a little embarrassed I didn't press it further. Almost like he could sense my trepidation, he moved quickly towards me and kissed me. I melted in his arms right away. Things moved quickly to my bed, his body pressed against me, his hands exploring my body, his cock rock hard pressing against my bare ass. I was in heaven already. "you like it raw?" he moaned softly in my ear. I nodded vigorous. "good boy, im going to give it all to you". I moaned loud as he spread my legs. He slowly worked my hole, loosening me up, all the while driving me insane. By the time he had the tip in I was pulling him in deeper with my legs, begging for his cock. Fuck the lube, fuck the foreplay. I cant wait, I need it bad. He did his work well. That smirk plastered on his face as he gave me what I wanted, pushing deeper, and deeper. Finally buried deep inside me, he leaned in and started kissing me, moving from my lips to my neck. All the while pumping slowly in and out of me like his little fuck doll. I'm sure it wasn't lost on him how desperate I was for this. How bad I yearned for his cock every time he pulled back. "Mmm you love it boy. You ready for me to go harder", to which I simply replied "fuck me", sealing my fate. I didn't mind the lubeless pain. I just wanted him to fuck me. With this he started pounding me, his mouth still locked on my neck. Teeth digging in. I could feel the pain and suddenly had a little sense when I cried out softly "you'll leave a mark!". He paused his attack of my vulnerable neck only long enough to growl in my ear "more than one, I think". My body couldn't resist him so i gave in, letting him bite me hard as he plunged deep into me. "fuck it, you're ready" he said, pulling all the way out - to my great dismay. He commanded me to flip over, pulling my ass back towards him and without warning plunged right back in, knocking the air out of me. He pounded me deep and I could feel he was getting close. I didn't care. I was moaning like a whore. I wanted his load so bad. Needed it now. So did what any good bottom should and begged. He let out a dry laugh and grunted "you were never getting away" and pushed deep and shot it inside me. The feeling of his big hot load exploding in me was enough to send me over the edge into a shaking orgasm, wasting my cum all over the sheets. Panting, sweating, his cock still pulsing inside me, we laid there recovering for a few minutes. I asked him if he wanted to stick around and go again, but he had to head out. "I'll check back with you soon, and if you still need more I'll come pound a few more into you boy" and out the door he went. I was a bit puzzled by this, but I'd gotten what I wanted. I spent the rest of the evening jerking off while his cum leaked slowly out of me. Fell asleep still loaded with cum. Perfect. The next morning I woke up and looked in the mirror. Sure enough, one big hot hickey planted on my neck. It was only then his words rang back in my mind "more than one, I think". Glancing around my neck I didn't see any though. I wonder what that meant...and how I'll explain this hickey to my girlfriend...

I seriously believe that my virgin pussy was put on this earth to be ripped open by a special group of nasty POZ Daddies!

So I have just been wanting to share this story of my first ever gay experience and it happens to be a cocksucking story. Ok first this did really happen so nothing is made up so you know. Well I was actually just about to start high school I believe I hadn't started yet but it was around that time think it was summer break. And I live in las vegas. So this one day my friend and I were riding with my friends older brother somewhere I forget what he was doing but he pulled into a parking area across town and told us to wait and that he'd be awhile. He was running errands or a job interview or something. Anyway there was one of those adult stores right next to where we were parked so me and my friend came up with the idea of trying to sneak in lol. My friend said they would kick us out but I remember saying that if they do so what we’ll just leave and come back to the car. So we never been in one of these places before but we exited the car and walked up to the front door all excited and giddy we were kinda laughing as we went in but trying not too. Btw my friend is a guy too and same age as me. And he's straight and I was more gay curious at the time never did anything yet. And also did not tell anyone yet that I was attracted to men. So my friend thought I was straight too. So as we opened the door we really didn't see anyone so we just walked in a few feet and could tell there was a guy working behind the counter so we quickly snuck past him to the left and ended up in the arcade area. I did not at all expect to see an area like this thought it was a place that sold sex toys and clothes etc. But there we were in the dimly lit area where there was rows of rooms or booths playing porn. So naturally we started going into the booths as a joke watching some porn real quick and just messing around. We weren't actually there to play but just laughing and having fun. So at some point my friend was watching something in one booth so I went into another one to watch something else. I sat down on the little seat that was inside and had kept the door open. I was probably in there for only a couple minutes when I noticed this man standing in the doorway. He looked inside and then came in and stood right beside me watching the porn on screen too. He was a Hispanic or Latino man and was about 5’10 or so. Not sure but taller than me as I was and still am about 5’4. Also I'm a slim white total twink. Also I could tell he was much older I would guess mid to late 50’s with an average build short hair and a mustache. So we're both in there together watching porn in this small little boothjust big enough for two people really and I was naive back then so I remember thinking this is kinda weird and wondering why this guy was here. Then all of a sudden he started touching me. He touched and caressed my leg first and then my shoulder and neck area and finally ran his hand on my face cheek area and then his fingers over my lips. I was expecting none of this and at this moment was like in shock. I remember not moving or trying to stop him I was sitting there frozen and my heart had that sinking feeling. So that's when he moved towards the door and I thought he was leaving so I stood up to leave too and go find my friend but then he closed and locked the door. He turned around again to face me and walked close to me. I remember thinking being in disbelief thinking is this real and is he actually wanting me to suck his dick or am I reading the situation different. He didn't say much but the way he was approaching me and the way he looked at me I just new what he wanted. So at this point I'm super nervous and I have never been in a situation like this and didn't feel ready for it so I panicked and kinda mumbled something about needing to leave. So I start trying to walk past him to go when he put his hand on my shoulder and the back of my neck and very gently started guiding me down to my knees. I didn't resist I got down on my knees so easy that it surprised me like my natural instincts took over. But I was still nervous and was thinking I have no idea what I'm even doing. And also thinking doesn't he realize how much younger I am lol. But he must of thought I was a young looking adult since I was in that place. So I'm now down on my knees looking up at this older man as he loosens his belt then unbuttons and unzips his pants and begins to pull his underwear down just enough and reaches inside to pull out his dick. He then pulls it out and its now literally right in front of me just inches away barely. I have never seen another guys penis before and again I froze for a moment and just looked at it. He was about 6 or maybe close to 7 inches not too sure probably closer to 6 or 6 and a half. Also a little rigid but mostly straight and cut. Then he again grabs the back of my neck and head with one hand and starts motioning me closer to it with his other hand on his dick. I didn't have much time to think or do anything else so I opened my mouth and then he put his hard cock in my mouth. I remember instantly thinking oh wow because for reasons I can't explain his dick tasted so good. Have no idea why never tasted another one like it since but it was just surprisingly delicious lol. I was shocked by how much I likeed it right away. I actually just lost myself in it and started sucking his dick deeper and deeper and eventually started using my tongue more and trying some stuff. I didn't know what I was doing but I must have been doing good because he was definitely enjoying it lol. I also realizedthat I could take his whole cock and that I was able to deep throat pretty easy and he loved that! So I was really getting relaxed now and totally getting into it and so was he as we would lock eyes as I'm looking up at him and he's looks down at me watching me suck his cock. He definitely got what he wanted from me and it was one of the most thrilling experiences for me being my very first time. Then all of a sudden I immediately snap out of it and realize and think to myself holy shit my friend is here with me and probably waiting for me outside the booth somewhere in the store or outside looking for me! All I could picture is my friend wondering where I am or finding out what I'm doing or possibly even leaving with his brother without me. I panicked and quickly stood up. I had lost all track of time and didn't know how long I've been in the booth with the door closed alone with this old man. I began freaking out thinking what if when I walk out my friend sees me walking out with this man. How would I explain that. So I stood up and urgently tell the man that I'm sorry but I need to go. I again start trying to walk past him to the exit door. But then he grabs the back of my neck again and blocks my way out and says something like no no quietly under his breath and again proceeds to guide me back down to my knees this time using more force. So I tell him my friend is waiting for me and that I have to leave. But he just forced me back on my knees. Not gently like before but not crazy rough either but he was definitely squeezing my neck a bit to keep me on my knees. A little pushy but at the time I had no idea what to say or do really. And as he was holding me there he looked down at me and said, "I want to cum in your mouth!" So I'm like ok I guess I'm not leaving until he's finished so I'm sucking his cock again but also trying to hurry. I would have loved to take my time but was worried about my friend and my ride. So I'm doing my best to suck his dick good and trying to rush but also make him happy too so I go a little faster but also throw in some nice licks and kisses to please him. And although I'm somewhat concerned about the fact that he wants me to swallow I just don't have time to think about it. But that would be another first for me. So finally after several more minutes I start to hear him moan like he's getting ready to cum soon. And then he begins moaning even louder to the point that I'm thinking omg people are going to hear this outside! And I'm trying to keep a low profile lol. But then I remember just looking up at him and everything just kinda clicked for me and I went from worrying to laughing a little and smiling at his moaning thinking about how cute it was and liking how much he was enjoying it. And he noticed how I was reacting and looked down at me and smiled too. Then since he sees that I'm fully relaxed now and enjoying it the unthinkable happens...He stops! He literally stops everything right when I'm sure he was just about to cum and has me stand up. He then looks at me and tells me to take my clothes off. I'm thinking wtf! I don't have time for this! I tell him I'm not trying to have sex right now and he says that's ok he just wants to see me naked. I hesitated for a brief moment worried about my friend or that my ride may leave. But was so horny at this point that I just stopped caring. I took off my shoes pants and finally I took off my shirt all sexy like and I did so quickly that you could tell it surprised him a little. But he must of been into smooth twinks because his eyes lit up and smiled and moaned again when I was standing in front of him totally naked. I then dropped to my knees again without him having to guide me this time and began sucking his cock again. This time completely nude on this not so clean floor but wasn't thinking about that then. And he starts moaning again more intense. I glance up and he's staring right at me. Not blinking or looking away. So I just look back at him. I remember being so horny in that moment that I almost said something I'd probably regret. I was just about to tell him to take all the time he needs. I was that horny I didn't care lol. But before I could say anything he takes his cock out of my mouth and starts stroking it. He's stroking it literally right next to my mouth. And he was doing it so fast and hard that his fist kept hitting me pretty hard actually right in my lips and mouth but it was so hot that I didn't move at all I just let him do it. Then I looked up at him one last time and opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue to make it easy for him to cum in my mouth. He then instructed me not to move and to stay just like that and he stood up real straight while looking down at me letting out one last moan. Then I felt it hit my tongue. This was the fist time I've ever tasted a mans cum before. It was so warm and very nice even though it wasn't very sweet. His was more salty bitter or musky not sure how to describe it but I'm sure everyone reading this has tried all kinds so you know what I'm talking about lol. But as he was cumming he shot most of it in my mouth and also some on my face which I was not expecting. But I swallowed everything he gave me and then I sucked his cock for a few more seconds then he put it back and zipped up his pants. I then wiped my face and got dressed. I couldn't believe all that actually just happened. As we were about to leave the room I think I kinda ruined it though and said something stupid to him like please don't tell anyone about this lol. I wasn't ready for anyone to know yet. But I'm openly came out to everyone soon after anyway. So finally after leaving the room I start looking for my friend. He is nowhere inside so I go outside with the plan to lie and say that I was in the bathroom the whole time lol. As I went out of the store I see my friend already waiting in the car. I get in and sit down in the car with my friend and he asks me where I went and that he couldn't find me. So I say yeah I was in the bathroom. And apparently my friend asked another guy in the store if he had seen me and that guy was friends with the guy I was in the room with and told my friend something like I was in the room taking care of his friend. So I was caught but I still tried to play it off like no that guys crazy and told my friend that I was in the bathroom and that I was not feeling good. But my friend just gave me a weird look like he didn't fully believe me. Though I was sure my lie worked. Finally his brother came back started the car and I was in the passenger seat with my friend in the back. And as we were all leaving I happened to look at myself in the mirror and realized why it was my friend looked like he didn't believe my story. I guess I didn't clean myself up as good as I thought because I still had the mans cum on my face lol. Not a lot but enough on my cheek and mouth to figure out what really happened. I thought it would be an awkward drive home but I didn't care honestly I had a lot of fun and was glad it happened. After that I realized that I was no longer curious but actually gay and I've been into older guys ever since. I also learned that I'm a really good cocksucker!

Maybe one day. I don't think they're hotter because porn star, but you see what they're like and enjoy. A guy I like a lot in porn came to London when I was there and he was escorting. He's got that sweet but dirty personality I can't resist. I was very tempted to hire him. Got very close. But I didn't. I was less sure about that then. He's never come back near me and I think doesn't make porn any more :( So I say go for it if you have the chance with a guy you like. Some chances happen one time only. But who knows.... If anyone runs in to Matt Muck tell him to go to Spain, there's a guy who wants to spend a long weekend rolling around with him ;)

mmm, wanna slide into that top for a threesome

This guy seems so sweet and so fucking hot. I love the way you write about him.

One that I hired because I had a huge crush on him. He didn’t disappoint. A few other others from minor studios, like Bareback that Hole, that happened to be at sex parties or Cumunion in Manhattan. They were total sluts and a lot of fun.

I have hooked up with Rob Rodin and Ray Dalton. I do still have the videos I recorded with Ray I hooked up with him within my first year of moving to Pasadena. With Rob I meet him at a Team Pig Party and at Cum Union both times I got bred by him.

7th grade was when we first had to take showers in PE. That summer beforeI got pubes and had my first cum shot! (I was 12) I was so excited and also terrified at the thought of being naked in a locker room or showers. It was a fucking dream come true, surrounded by naked boys all over the puberty timeline! Some totally smooth and small, some a few stray pubes, some full bushes. And then there would be the glimpses of those high school guys that really got me going. I pretty much remember every single guy and every detail:) Brett who was way more mature as a 12 year old and had full armpit hair. Mark whose balls hung crazy low. Aaron who was completely smooth and had a really tiny dick even through 9th grade. Todd who had kind of a long, dangly dick and suddenly had nipple hair over the summer. Tom the typical high school athlete/stud who walked by with pubes poking around a jock strap. Another Mark who had a fully hairy butt in 8th grade. So many great memories that still make me hard after all these years.

I found my sexuality at a young age, I was attracted to and aroused by many things but the first time I fingered my ass, well that’s where it really all began. Fast forward some decades, I had had many encounters and most involved “soft” drugs, pot, hash, oil. It wasn’t until my 30’s and an encounter with a random that rock hit my radar, and unleashed something deep inside. After that experience I found Nic on a hook up site, his handle made it obvious he was into crack. He had a great apartment, high ceilings that brought in a lot of natural light, like a stage waiting for a performance. Having been over a few times, getting high, fooling around I showed up on the next occasion ready to play. My travel bag had two butt plugs, medium and large, an inflatable dildo, and three other suction cup base dildos up to a 12 inch long one. As we smoked the first rocks, I rolled out a towel and set my toys out, his eyes popped a little. I had stripped naked on arrival as he liked that, and was sitting on the floor at his feet. I smoked a big rock, opened the poppers and inhaled them as I let out the smoke. Keeping eye contact, laying on my side, one leg in the air, I lubed the butt plug and and started toying my hole. Nic smiled, stroking his nice cock. Put that in he said, and I slowly started opening my hole with the tip. He loaded another rock onto the pipe, came and held it to my lips for another hit which he lit for me. Feeling like an absolute slut, I blew out the cloud, hit the poppers, turned onto my knees face on the floor and pushed the plug deep into my hole, then pulled it out, and back in over and over. The feeling and sensation had my cock dripping. More I asked him? He picked out the inflatable and handed it to me. As I put some lube on it, he loaded another rock. I hit the poppers, and accepted the pipe as he fired up the rock. I held the smoke, let out half, hit the poopers again, let out the rest of the smoke and inhaled more poppers. I was spun and slutty. The inflatable felt amazing as it slide into my hole, and I worked it in and out, keeping my eyes locked on Nic. Feed me your cock I begged as I rolled out my back, both legs in the air with my hole and the inflatable on view. He slide onto the floor, and presented his cock for my mouth which I took as quickly as I could, possessed to have cock in both ends. As he started fucking my mouth he picked up the large dildo, and looked at me in a way I knew I was just a slut hole. Nic put a huge rock on the pipe, and I immediately started hitting the poppers. He took the first hit but there was more than enough for me to fill my lungs, and again hit the poppers as I let the smoke go. I was very spun, the room was unstable and my hole was insatiable. Nic buried his cock straight into me had fucked me a few pumps before he pulled out and came up my body onto my chin. Just an oh fuck from him as he grabbed the big dildo, put his cock back in my mouth and lined the dildo onto my hole. I pushed myself onto the dildo and Nic obliged pushing it halfway into me, working it in and out, getting it deeper and deeper with every thrust. I felt the balls on my taint and knew all 12 inches was inside me. So it has become my thing. I like being a spun slut, taking big dildos while men watch me, and use me for their enjoyment.

------------ Marcus ------------ -- Getting to discover my Son -- As we left the dinner table, I went to my room. I went to the batchroom, brushed my teeth and went back to the guesst room. A sI closed the door, I drop my clothes ion my bag and get Under the sheets. Then I hear noises in the main bedroom. Well I told to myself, they are noisy at it. I could hear Shawn moan. Hearing Eric, a man my age, fucking my Son seems to excite me. Welll this is surely combine to the fact I have fuck a real pussy in months now… I started stroking my hardon, while hearing them fuck. And god knows how verbal they were. Until I hear my son begging to get pregnant, begging to be bred. This through me over the edge and I shot my wad on my chest. Tired from the day and flight, I could not even think about the fact I had jerked off hearing and thinking about my son being bred. I woke up my dick hard and leaking. Day light is already there, but I am still in hte night fog of last dream. Few bit I collected frightens me… I was Fucking Shawn while Eric was doing me… And yet, I was hard and wet… My lust took control and my hand went down to stroke frenetically until I came again all over me. With the post nut Clarity, I was ashamed… I heard no noise from the bathroom. I opened the door, and as the opposite was open I concluded that there was no one in the flat. I sliped into the shower to remove my fresh an dried cum and reflect. As I poored water, I hear my Son apologizing entering the room. I did not see him. As he told me he was going to prepare breakfast. I finished rincing my body, hoping that would also rince my nasty thoughts… As I joined Shawn in the living where two cofee cups were poured, I decided I will ask him about his sex life, especially as I noticed the wet spot on his boxer on his ass As he asked how I slept, in a way, he facilitated the disucssion. I pointed out they were Noisy, leaving apart my excitement. Feeling bold, I joked about his pregnancy. While developping the subject, he admits that he is hix positive, or 'poz' as he said, and so is Eric. I feel even more ashamed, and yet he seems more than ok. "You look frightened, Dad, but do not be. I am alright. More than that actually. I am feeling free". "Free ? but what about your health ?" "Let me worry about this. This is my life now. I am tested regularly. For now, it is good and if I need to be on meds I will be." "Wait! You are no having any drug?" "No. I enjoy the moment this way. Plus it hads some thrills. Some guys actually want it. So they get it." "Wowow, easy Son. First you are telling me you sleeping with other guys than Eric, and that you are breeding htem despite you status?" "To your last question, yes. They even beg for it. You heard me beg for Eric' yesterday, did you not ?. As per fooling around, well yes. Solo or with Eric. We have our fun." I was speechless… It seemed reckless to me… and yet, it seems to arouse me… which troubled me even more… "Sorry Shawn, but this is beyond my league…" "Well, this also occurs between straight… I mean the non-monogamous Relationship and the pozzing fucks" I look at him amused… So confident… he changed… for the better I hope. I suggested we get a run in the park. He accepted. We got ready and we ran along the park streets. As we were about the opposite side, I had to pee. He showed me the way to the nearest toilets, not the cleanest though. I walk to the stall, got my dick out and let the flow. Shawn positioned next to me and looked at me. "Sorry, also had to pee" he said with a smile. He looked at my cock. "Well, likely the first time I see i think. I think I owe you my pack" "You prick… You eyed your old-man now ?? Well you are well endowed as well…" I replied mi-embarassed, mi-amused. I pack my cock back in my short. "I wait for you outside." As I walk out, I see a stud coming with a noticeable bulge in a short - why do I notice this… Shawn should have finished by now, and yet the new joiner came before him five minutes after he came in. Only then I see Shawn coming out. "Well you took your time Son!" "I take every Opportunity to take my time, Dad" he replied, nodding to the guy who just exited. "Wait… you had sex with him right here, right now" "Hmhm…" "But he is a complete stranger" "Yeah... more fun that way then" he said as he resumed his run I catch him up and could not help but asking "and did he also fuck and cum in you ?" "Of course" "Fuck.. you actually became a slut Son" was the first thing that came out of my mouth. Before I could say sorry, he fiercly replied "and a proud one!" ------------ Shawn ------------- ---- Exposing myself to Dad ---- As I were running in the park, Dad told me he needed to pee. I led him to pulic toilet, which is also known to be as a cruising spot. He got to the stall, and I was aroused by the discussion we had. I was next to him empty my bladder. I eye over the fence and see his cock, and he noticed it. As I suggest I know why I am well endowed my self, he finished and wait for me outside. At tha moment a stud in his fourties entered and took his place. I glanced obviously at his pack and my mouth was wattering see a big fat cock with low hanging balls. "Like what you see boy ? wanna see it closer? " he asked while turning to me. I nodded and dropped to my knee. I just swallowed his head and tart sucking his stiffening shaft. "Fuck, you are good at it, man!" I went shortly and as he was full erect, his dick was around 8.5 inches by 5 girth. I stood up, turned my back ot him and bent over. "Breed me, daddy!" "Oh I will!" Without further preparation, he put his mushroom head on my crack and pushed opening me. He inserted until I could feel his balls again my ass in one slow but steady thrust. "Fuck, you have a nice cunt. I will not last long. I haven't fuck in days…" As he said, he rock his hip back and forth making me moaning on his assault. True to his words, two minutes after, I could feel his cockhead expanding deep in me. In one last thrust he started shooting "Fuck man, take my strain!!". He withdrew and left without saying another word. I put my short back on and went outside, seeing dad waiting for me. "Well you took your time Son!" "I take every Opportunity to take my time, Dad" I replied with a lusty smile. "Wait… you had sex with him right here, right now" I nodded. "But he is a complete stranger" "Yeah... more fun that way then" I said as I resumed the run. I saw this conversation was not over. He further asked "and did he also fuck and cum in you ?" "Of course" I added. I heard him saying bluntly "Fuck.. you actually became a slut Son" . On the defensive I just replied "and a proud one!" and went on my run. As he came back at my level, I could see some remorse. "Sorry Son, that is not what I wanted to say…" "Well, yes Dad, that is waht you wanted to say, and you said it. But it is not an issue. I am a slut craving for cum. That is a fact. A very clean Professional the day, and a cumpig the night - and also on my days off to be honest" I admitted. Well given what he called me, just let chock me at maximum… I could see he was a bit disapointted, to himself or in me or both I do not know… but we did not chat until we came back up to the flat. "Again sorry Son for what I said. I am just worried for you. That is what parents do." he said. "No harm done Dad! Well hearing it from you hurt me a bit honestly, but in the end you spoke the Truth, even if you did not know it." I said while pourring water for both of us. I gave him a glass of water. "You can hist the shower first". "Okay. Gonna take it now then." he drank his glass and went showering. As i eared through the opened doors the water pouring, I heard the entrance door opening and saw Eric back in. "Hi Babe, back early my client cancelled on last minute while I was boarding tte plane… So just came back to have some time the two of you". He said. "Your dad is not here ?" "Hi Daddy! well good to have you for my day off then!" I said with lusty smile. I removed my short revealing my bare ass and stiffening cock. "Dad is showing, as we back from our run. I have some time to relieve you from this useless trip to the airport" I said as I approach, unzipped his fly. I turned by my back to him, bent over and guided his cock to my hole. "You are wet there son! Did you had some fun while running with your dad?" "Yes I did. In a toilet stale, I was bred by a passing by Runner." "You are such a slut" I turned a bit to kiss him and just pushed back on his now full hard cock. As he started to fuck me hard, I saw his gaze to to the corridor. I turn by back to him and saw my dad. Still in his running short, bare chest and jaw dropped starring at us. -------------- Eric -------------- ------- Teasing Marcus -------- I was annoyed, I was waiting in the line to board my plane, I got noticed by my client that he needed to postpone our meeting. As I had the full day planned for him, I callled my assistant and told her I would beneift to take my day off. On the way to the taxis, It stopped by the restrooms. I went to an urinal, and started peeing. A twink, not much older than Shawn, came by next to me. As he unpack and let his Stream go, I could see him glance my cock. I make some movement stroking it. As it stiffens, I could see him glancing more. "Like what you see son ?" "Huh, sorry, Sir. "Oh dont be shy. If like what you see, there is no shame on that." I said, turning a bit to him to offer a better a view, as my cock was semi erected and already a decent size. "Fuck, I have never seen a prick that big." he said "It is not at his biggest now. You can touch it if you want." I could see he was hesitating. "Come with me" I said taking his hand without packing and leading him to closing stall. I made him sit, my dick now pointing at his face. "You can touch it now!" I said, not as a permission but more as an rder. He took his right hand and put it. I felt his heat. I made som movements with my hips so his hand stroke my shaft which was now full mast. "Have you ever taste a penis before ?". He shook his head. I push my hips further so my cockhead rested on his lips. I made slight movements, my cock starting oozing precums, until he decided open his mouth. I push a little. "Good, Watch your teeth and twirl you tongue on it" i ordered. I went pushing a bt further with my hips. I could see he was concentrating to not use his teeth, but yet excited as touching himself with his left hand. I decided to take this to the ext level. "Stand up, Son. Show me your prick". He stood and put his pant down his anckle. I kneeled and sucked him. I could hear him moaning. Surely he never had such a blowjob before. As I understood he was close to cum, I stopped and make him turn over and bent over. I put my face between his chick. Not the freshest ass, but tight as hell. As I inserted my tongu down there, I could here moan. I alternated between tongue and fingers to lube him. I could hear him wince a bit becasue of my three fingers ramming into him. I stoop up, and I positioned my leaking dick on his hole. I just rocked my hips around his loosened hole so my precum lube a bit more the next stage. "Wait, Sir. I have never done this before." "Oh... well there is first time for every thing, son. Let me give you a ride. That might hurt a bit first though". I said while starting pushing my cock on him. He was tight and despite the preparation, I keep pushing. "Relax son. Push out on me." I said while putting hand on his mouth - to cancel his moans to visitors i whispered him. Doing as told and with me pushing I could feel his ass leting me in. I heard him whincing through my hand. "Shh that is alight. The hardest is through." I said, pushin slowly the rest of my shaft until I was ball's deep. I waited a few moment for he to accoutumate the intrusion. As I felt him pushing back a little on me, I started to thrust in and back slowly. I feld his hand on my cock… "Fuck, should you not wear a condom ?". "Well it is a bit late for this, son I am all in and leaking in you." I replied taking his hand off and accelerating my movements. I could feel him pushing back on me and moaning… "I am about to breed you son. Do you like the feeling of my dick in your ass" "Hum yes Sir, please keep hitting that spot" he said as I went frenetical. "Fuck, son, take my seed!" I said while unleashing jet after jet within his guts. I felt him contracting his ass on my cock and saw him paintain the stale tiles. I withdrew from him and pack by my prick in my pants. He did the same, with a sort of post-nut shame on his face. "Hoe you enjoyed my gift to you!" I said leaving him alone in the restroom. I took my cab and went back home. As I entered the flat I could see Shawn looking out the window at the park, in his running wears. "Hi Babe, back early my client cancelled on last minute while I was boarding tte plane… So just came back to have some time the two of you". I said. "Your dad is not here ?" "Hi Daddy! well good to have you for my day off then!" He said with lusty smile, getting naked and excited. "Dad is showing, as we back from our run. I have some time to relieve you from this useless trip to the airport". With no other words, he unzipped my fly, turned his back to me and put my cock not yet hard on his hole. I could feel the moisture there… That Fucking little slut also had some fun. "You are wet there son! Did you had some fun while running with your dad?" "Yes I did. In a toilet stale, I was bred by a passing by Runner." "You are such a slut" I added. He turned his head to kiss me while pushing his ass back on my now hard cock. I put my hand on Shawn's hips and slammed in him good. I raised my eyes to the corridor and I saw Marcus standing there, with nothing on but his running short. Shawn stopped kissing me and look in the same direction. I did not let him time to react and just fuck him good in front of his dad. Marcus was just standing there his mouth opened in shock apparently. But not only… I could see his short tenting. "You like that Son ?!?" I asked Shawn slapping his bare ass "Oh yes!" "Yes, who?" I replied with a msirk slapping his ass again "Yes, Daddy" Shawn was completly lost in his lust. Marcus shown was now wet where his cockhead seemed to be. "Fuck Son, I will breed you goog. Would you like that ?" "oh yes Daddy" "Yeah ? Would you like your father seeing you bred like a slut?" "Yes daddy… I am a slut" I just lock my self as deep as I could get and let my climax go "Fuck, take my poz babies deep, Son". Shawn came hard with jet splashing the floor. Marcus who had not moved for a bit during our act went back to his room. I told to myself that his Dad stay might might have some more promises to it.

I took 287loads this year from about 50 different tops. About 100 of those loads were from one regular who breeds me about twice a week on his way home from work. We never speak. He breeds my ass, I suck his cock clean after. Sometimes he will take a piss in my mouth afterwards if he neds to and he leaves.

Last stage of syphilis and hiv

Okay, not fair! Here I am alone on New Year's Eve, spun as fuck, cock starved. cum craving, pre-cum leaking, chest-licking neg boy. Alone. On New Years Eve. With a fucking cold. And the best therapy I can imagine would be to read more of this terrifically hot story. Remember, guys, you/re not just writing porn stories -- you're keeping a lot of lonely guys company. We need you.

Rick walked in. I tried to use the towel to cover me but I didn't have any full bath towels. It was more like a half towel. For some reason I had it more at my chest so it was barely covering my cock that was still hard and poking out. He looked at me trying to cover my cock which was still kind of hard. "Have a nice time with your gf", he said smiling "It was ok. Why do you ask", I replied "Looks like someone had a good time...or not", he smiled back with a feeding look. He was clearly checking out my body. "We fought so no not that good", I said. I couldn't believe i shared that with him. "Sorry about that. What you fight about", he asked. I could see his turgid cock poking thru his sheer shorts and looked. He clearly saw me looking. "That I was late and she wanted to hook up but i told her she couldn't come back here so she got mad.", i told him "Thank you for following the rules", he said smiling. I could see his cock growing hard. Again I tried not to stare. "I also forgot we were supposed to go out tomorrow but told her I had to clean the pool tomorrow." i shared "If you need to be somewhere else thats fine. We didnt say it had to be tomorrow. Its ok.", Rick told me "I know I just wanted to do it for you. I am thankful for you allowing me to stay for free and wanted to show my appreciation.", I said "And she was in a mood and didnt want to hang out with her. I just needed some space.", I continued He moved closer and put his hand on my shoulder. I could smell his scent again. "Thank you. I am glad you appreciate it. You are always free to have choice around here. Once in a while I will have strict rules but generally i believe in free choice. Ok?" he said squeezing my shoulders. "Yes thank you", I replied "Your shoulders are tight, turn around", he said He spun me around and started to rub my shoulders. It felt good. I was tight from packing and stuff and just stress. He kept massaging me and could feel something touch the small of my back. He stepped in closer massaging me. I could feel his hot breath on the back of my neck and suddenly feel his cock poking the small of my back. His scent was strong. I was starting to feel so relaxed and my head spinning a bit. "You ok", he asked "Yeah feels really good", I said moaning "Yeah your tight", he said while massaging harder. I was relaxed but could feel his now hard cock poking me. "Thank you that was great im good now", I said stepping foward and turning around. It was the first time I really looked at his face. He was handsome with his moustache. His face looked a little tired and like he has loss weight over time. We were no more than 18 inches apart. He squeezed my shoulders a couple times and the asked can he take a piss now. We both laughed and I said sure and moved past him. We both faced each other and I was trying to keep cover and my cock brushed up lightly against his leg. "Ohh sorry about that", I said blushing "Not a problem at all. We are both men and have our needs. Our cocks sometimes have a mind of their own", he said pulling out his cock to take a piss. It was huge and turgid. It looked at least 9 inches and thick. He pulled it out and started to stroke it and looked at me. He clearly wanted to show it off to me. I couldn't help but stare in awe of it. I heard him talk but couldn't hear as I was focused on looking at his mammoth meat. "Hello", Rick said "Oh yes sorry", I replied "See something you like", he said stroking his now hard cock "Uh no just never seen one that big", I said back defensively "Really you have a decent size meat. Show me", Rick said "Uhh I don't think that's right", i said softly "Cmon we are just guys. Show it to me now", he said in a nicely but sternly I dropped the towel and showed him my also now hard cock. I had a descent cock. It was just under 7 inches. (yes I measured) with average thickness. My gf always raved about my cock and couldn't get enough. "Hmmm that's a nice cock. Your gf like it?, he asked "Thanks. Yeah she does" I replied "I bet you make her crazy with that thing. Your a hot guy", he said still stroking his cock. My eyes watching "Yeah she does. She creams all over it and cums hard on it", I shared. Again not sure why as i was saying it out loud. "I bet. She just enjoys being fucked. Enjoys your cock in her making her cum over and over", he said rhythmically "Yeah", I said stroking my cock He started to pee out of his massive meat which snapped me out of it. "I better go its been a long day. Good night", I said. "Good night and pleasant dreams", he said.

Apologies for spelling and grammar. Enjoy I went outside into my car and started to unload my stuff. Rick lent a hand and helped my carry stuff from my car into the room via the garage sliding door. As he was putting them down one of them fell and the box opened up which had some clothes and underwear. He grabbed one of my jockstraps and pulled them and looked at me and smiled and then put it back in the box. I blushed and went back out to the car to bring in more stuff. After we were done unloading he gave me the tour of the rest of the house. It was small and nice. He showed me the shared bathroom near my room. It was nice and had a shower tub. Over the toilet was a print of a nude man posing and partially covering his huge penis. I was surprised by it but also found it tasteful and nice. I stared and looked at with Rick noticing my staring. I looked back at him and smiled and he led me to the back of the house thru the kitchen and towards his bedroom. I heard sounds coming from it. We got to his bedroom. There was a large with a king bed in the middle, dresser and sitting area with a couch. What was making the noise was a big screen TV facing his bed. It was playing gay porn. A younger guy about my age was taking a huge cock up his ass. Rick put his hand on the small of my back and led me in further. Rick looked at me staring at the TV. "Sorry I was watching some porn before you came" he said smiling at me. His cock was now hard pushing thru his shorts. He caught me looking at his shorts area. I looked back at the TV. I dont know why but I started to get warm again. "You want to sit down and watch more", Rick asked sitting on the bed and patting a space next to him. He then shifted and squeezed his huge cock. There was a wet spot on his shorts. I stared again. "No Im good, not my thing", I said "You sure this isnt your thing", he said smiling looking at my crotch. Apparently I had a slight hard on too. "Yeah im good", I said. As I exited his room I noticed more art work of nude men all tasteful. By the door as I was walking out was one of two men having sex. You could see the ecstasy on the man on his back implying he was taking a cock from the man on him. I stopped and looked for a few seconds and then walked out. I told Rick I had to go meet my gf for dinner and was already going to be late. He said thats fine and told me how I could earn my rent is to help him clean up the pool. He said he wanted me to look at it before i left. He had a small pool in the back, maybe 250 square feet along with a small hot tub. Surprising given the small size of the house. It had leaves in it and looked a little dirty. I told him I would be happy to clean it tomorrow, Saturday. I quickly went to my room and started to change to go meet my gf. I took off my shirt and pulled down my shorts and was still partially hard and had a precum on my underwear. I grabbed my jeans and started to pull them up when I realized Rick was standing there. "Glad you enjoyed the tour of the house and my TV", he said smiling. He stared at my cock and the wet stain on my underwear. I pulled up my jeans quickly and he walked over and held a key in his hand. This is for the sliding door. See you back tonight and dont lose the key. With that he took the key and placed the key and his hand in my front pocket. His hand brushing against my turgid cock from inside the pocket. When he pulled his hand out it rubbed against my head and I felt my cock throb. I hoped he didnt feel it and then said thanks and went off to see my gf.

A couple years back, I was fortunate enough to experience full-on trucker sex. At a truck stop. In his sleeper cab. And because it was always a fantasy of mine and it really happened, it is probably my favorite sex story I get to brag about. I was living in the south at the time, and driving home late one Sunday after visiting friends in a city a couple hours away. I had to piss bad, so I pulled into a Pilot gas station an dashed to the restroom. It was close to midnight and there wasn't a lot going on there. There were quite a few idling semi's in the parking lot, but the station was empty. I found the restroom, hauled out my cock and started relieving my distended bladder. About halfway through my piss the bathroom door opened and this skinny, older guy walks up to the urinal next to mine to do his business. The nice thing about this bathroom was that the urinals were those floor to chest models, with no partition inbetween. Perfect for sneaking a glance. The trucker (which I learned he was) had hauled out both his cock and balls through the fly and was pissing no-handed so I had prime viewing. And he was dangling some serious meat! It was thin, but long, with a heavy set of balls. I finished pissing through a semi-hardon. Which, I could see, had caught the Trucker's eye. When he finished, he spent a LONG time milking the piss from his cock, getting himself hard in the process. Naturally I stoked with him, letting him see my interest. After about a minute he said "My truck's just outside." I nodded at him. He put his cock and balls away and said "It's the white Freightliner on the far end. Give me a minute head start before you follow. Come up the passenger's side. I'll have the curtains pulled." Then he was out the door. I stayed in the bathroom and debated what to do. Should I climb into a strange rig? He could be a kidnapper or killer. Or he could be setting me up to get my ass beaten. But the hard cock I'd seen on him made me decide to go for it, so after waiting as I had been told, I headed out. The Freightliner was surprisingly spacious inside. I sat in the passenger seat, all nervous, and he in the driver's seat. He rubbed his package and I sunk to my knees, unzipped him, and pulled it out. Trucker was a skinny, redneck Daddy type, and his cock was every bit of eight inches. Thin, but very long, with a nice head on the end, which I popped right into my mouth. He tasted like he'd been driving and sweating all day. I worked his meat for awhile, until he said "I hope you like to get fucked, because I need some ass." I told him that I did and it had always been a fantasy to take a trucker's cock in his sleeper area. "C'mon then" he said and led me to the back. Right behind the front seats we walked into like a mini-bedroom of sorts. There was a microwave, coffee maker, little end table, and a small tv mounted on the bulkhead. There was also the main lower bed and a flip down bunk which was stowed into the wall. He lay on the bed and I stripped my clothes off. He had me suck him some more before he reached for the KY. He lubed up an fingered my hole while I straddled him. Then he used his hands on my hips to gently push me down to his cock. Because he wasn't super thick, once his head popped in I slid all the way down to the base. "Aww fuck yeah! That's what I need-- a hot hole on my dick!" I bobbed up and down for maybe five minutes, gyrating my ass and squeezing my ass muscles to make his cock feel good. Then almost without warning he said "Fuck, I'm cumming!" And I felt his head pulsing way up inside me. Now I don't mind saying I was just a tad disappointed by him cumming quickly. I was just starting to relax and enjoy his cock. Plus the throb of the idling diesel engine and actually being fucked in a truck had me turned on to where I was rock hard. Figuring we were done, I start to pull off him. "Wait, don't go anywhere. I can cum at least twice without going soft. Just keep riding it and you'll get another load if you want." Was this guy for real?? Evidently he was (or the Viagra was), because I kept slowly riding and milking his cock and true to his word, he never went limp. In fact, within five minutes he was fully hard again and thrusting up into me. I rode him another fifteen to twenty minutes, and toward the end my orgasm was building in my nuts. I was pitched forward and slamming down onto his dick while he shoved upward into me. His dick was massaging everything just right. "Dude, you're gonna make me cum! I'm not even striking it, and I'm gonna cum!" Understand at this point I only ever had tow or three no-hands orgasms in my life. They were still a rare novelty. So he fucked me until my load was shooting all over his chin and chest. I shuddered with delight and was spent. When my orgasm subsided, I started to pull off him again. You know how it is, once you cum you want the cock out of your ass ASAP. "Whoa, slugger, where do you think you're going? I ain't finished yet." With that he grabbed my hips hard and started thrusting up into my ass again. I wish I could say that this part was hot too, but to be honest my ass was getting really sore and I just really wanted him to be done. But he just kept fucking and fucking me. I gritted my teeth and tried to do everything to hurry his orgasm. I worked my ass muscles. I worked his nipples. I pushed the spot below his balls. All while praying that he would fucking blow his load. It probably took an additional ten minutes of him drilling me before he suddenly tensed up and shouted, "Fuuuuuck yeah!" And once again I could feel his bulbous cock head twitching and throbbing deep inside me. Once he shot the last of his load, he smacked my ass twice, and said, "NOW you can get off my dick, and the hell out of my truck." I dressed very quickly and skulked back to my car. My ass leaked his cum all the rest of the way home, an when I got there I jacked off twice thinking about my trucker fuck.

How do you find a guy or two to be a suckbuddy. Someone who may come to you from time to time to have his cock sucked, cum in your mouth and swallow his load. No strings attached, reciprocation not required.

Yes I definitely want to hear more..

Let's all chip in $30 or $40 each depending on numbers and get the gatehouse for a night. Thoes on the door list can come and go for whatever U want ...... We host the main orgy, conversion party at a set time and outside that you can chill, or keep fucking as much as I want.

From last night.

[continued from : He messaged me to say that it turns out he’s getting off work early tonight, and that we could meet up after. He really wanted to fuck me, but since that wouldn’t be safe in a parking lot, I recommended a few places outdoors safe enough for sex longer than a quickie. He chose a dead-end road just out of town and I met him there. I was still turned on from how hot it was last night, and the anticipation of getting fucked by his beautiful cock for the first time further heightened my excitement. I slipped into his car when I arrived, and as yesterday I dove straight down on his beautiful cock. His is a perfect shape because it can get past my tonsils with every stroke, and somehow still somehow breathe through my nose. I could give this guy head for hours. Eventually I asked him if he wanted to fuck me, and he in turn asked me to ride him where we were in the back seat. I manoeuvred into place, and quickly found a positioning he liked best with me holding onto the headrest while I rode him. His curved cock was perfect for this angle, and we were both having a good time. Before long, he released in me. I could feel his throbbing for a while, but I never fully stopped riding his cock, and he never lost his erection. i just kept going, and after 20 min or so, he was close but my knees needed a break, so we went outside and he fucked me from behind, bent over with my hands against the boot of the car. He stroked my cock while he fucked me, and it felt great. The bottom side of the curve of his hard cock was striking deep bass notes in me, and he responded with groans because his stroking caused my ass to tighten more. He pulled out and his first load spilled out, then said he wanted me to ride him again. He came pretty quick once I was back on him again. Then we sat and recovered for a while in his back seat. Bright moonlight, not too cold or hot, doors open. We got to talking and it was genuinely enjoyable getting to know him better. He's sweet, polite, and chill, pretty different from what I'm used to from local guys, especially with the age gap. I was really surprised and happy that he’s had it easy being gay: his parents knew he was gay before he realised it, his family is supportive, and was out in high school without any bullying. The “straightest” guy from his high school class ended up hooking up with him after high school via Sniffies. But over all he has mostly just done oral, and I’m only the 3rd guy he’s fucked. I guess it can’t be all charm and light though, because the two guys who topped him were rough and uncaring and now he has no desire to bottom. I believe it too, because most tops in this town are lousy, though it pisses me off when older guys treat virgin bottoms so shoddily. He’d never heard of PrEP and I gave him the low down on it, DoxyPEP, and vaccinations. I know it’s not necessarily a turn on, but I wanted to help him look out for himself. We probably talked for 30 min, and he was rock hard again. I sucked him for a while and he asked me to ride him again. This time he sat in the middle of the back seat. I started in the same position curved in to him, but then he asked me to ride him leaning back. At first, I wasn’t sure if there was room for that, but it ended up working perfectly and I surfed my hole along the crest of his curve. It was heaven and he was realllyyyy enjoying it. When he came, it seemed his third orgasm was the most intense. He cums deep! We exchanged names and numbers and said good night. I would love to have him as a fuck buddy, I think we could get really wild and passionate. He said next time we’ll kiss. Fingers crossed for a regular thing.

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Chapter 26 The drive home from the work site was a blur of asphalt and aching silence. Jordan’s mind, for once, wasn’t on Chad or the lingering echo of their last hotel-room encounter. It was a state away, in his own house, with the two people he’d built a life with. He’d called them last night. No answer. He’d texted this morning. Nothing. A cold, leaden dread had been growing in his gut all day, a stark contrast to the humid summer air flooding through the truck’s open window. Pulling into the driveway, the dread solidified into a hard, icy rock. The driveway was empty. No Jared’s beat-up sedan. No Blake’s sleek motorcycle. No. They’re just out. They’re shopping. They’re getting food. The excuses were weak, pathetic things that dissolved the moment he killed the engine. The silence that greeted him was absolute and profoundly wrong. He pushed open the garage door, the creak of the hinge absurdly loud in the quiet. “Jared? Blake?” His voice bounced off the walls, unanswered. He stepped into the kitchen. Nothing on the counter. No note. The living room was… clean. Too clean. The throw blankets were neatly folded. The video game controllers were lined up with military precision on the media console. Jared never did that. He took the stairs two at a time, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. He shoved open the door to their shared bedroom. Empty. The closets were half-empty, hangers dangling askew. The dresser drawers were pulled open, hollowed out. All of Blake’s graphic tees, all of Jared’s flannels and worn jeans—gone. The bathroom was next. His items sat alone on the counter. Their toothbrushes, their products, the special beard oil Chad had given Jared—vanished. They were gone. They had moved out. Together. A wave of vertigo washed over him. He staggered back, leaning against the doorframe for support. Why? What had he done? There were no fights, no jealousy, no slammed doors or bitter words. The last time he’d seen them, they’d been wrapped up in each other on the couch, smiling, telling him about their boring day. It was a lie. It had all been a lie. The panic was a live wire now, sparking under his skin, stealing the air from his lungs. He slid down the wall until he was sitting on the hallway floor, knees pulled to his chest. He couldn’t think. He couldn’t breathe. His hands were shaking. Who did he call? His parents? They wouldn’t understand. A friend? He didn’t have any others. They had been his whole world. On pure, desperate instinct, his trembling fingers found his phone. He scrolled past Jared’s name, past Blake’s, and landed on the last person he’d been with. He hit call. Chad answered on the second ring. “Hey, man. You make it back okay?” The sound of his voice, so normal, so grounded, was the final crack in Jordan’s composure. A choked sob escaped him. He couldn’t form words. “Jordan?” Chad’s tone shifted instantly, all casualness evaporating. “Jordan, talk to me. What’s wrong? Are you hurt?” “They’re… they’re gone,” he finally managed, the words raw and broken. “Everything’s… empty. They left me.” “Sit tight,” Chad’s voice was firm, a command that cut through the static in Jordan’s head. “Don’t move. I’m on my way.” The line went dead. Jordan let the phone clatter to the floor, burying his face in his hands. The silence of the house pressed in on him, a heavy, suffocating weight. Minutes later, the roar of a familiar truck engine cut through the quiet, followed by the slam of a door. Heavy, urgent footsteps pounded up the front porch steps. The front door swung open. “Jordan?” He heard Chad’s voice echo through the empty downstairs before his bootfalls sounded on the stairs. He appeared at the top, his broad frame filling the hallway. His eyes, dark with concern, found Jordan crumpled on the floor. In two long strides, Chad was there. He didn’t hesitate. He dropped to his knees and gathered Jordan into his arms, pulling him against his chest. Jordan collapsed into him, his body wracked with silent, shuddering sobs he could no longer contain. “Shhh, I’ve got you,” Chad murmured, his voice a low rumble against Jordan’s ear. One large, calloused hand cradled the back of Jordan’s head, fingers tangling in his hair. The other rubbed slow, firm circles on his back. “I’ve got you. Just let it out.” He held Jordan tightly, his embrace an anchor in a suddenly unmoored world. Jordan clung to the rough fabric of Chad’s work shirt, inhaling the familiar scents of diesel, clean sweat, and just Chad. It was the only thing that felt real. Chad held him through the worst of it, until the sobs subsided into shaky, hiccupping breaths. He didn’t say empty platitudes. He didn’t ask stupid questions. He just held him, his own heart hammering a frantic, hopeful rhythm against Jordan’s chest. This is it, Chad thought, his face buried in Jordan’s hair. This is my chance. The thought was immediate, selfish, and utterly overwhelming. For weeks, this man in his arms had been all he could think about. Jordan made him feel safe, seen, and fucking alive in a way he’d never experienced. The sex was earth-shattering, yeah, but it was the quiet moments after, the easy laughter, the shared looks—that’s what had cemented it. He was head over heels, desperately in love, and he’d been trying to find the nerve, the perfect moment to say it. But this… seeing Jordan so completely shattered, so vulnerable… this wasn’t the right time. It couldn’t be. He couldn’t confess his feelings now. It would be taking advantage. So he just held on tighter, pouring every ounce of the love he couldn’t say into that simple, solid embrace. “I don’t understand,” Jordan whispered against his neck, his voice hoarse. “Why would they just go? Without a word?” “I don’t know, man,” Chad said softly, his lips brushing against Jordan’s temple. “But you’re not alone. You hear me? You’re not alone in this.” He leaned back just enough to look at Jordan’s face, his thumb gently wiping a stray tear from his cheek. The proximity was electric. Jordan’s eyes, red-rimmed and lost, searched his. Chad’s gaze dropped to Jordan’s lips for a heartbeat too long, the air between them thickening with something far more complex than comfort. “I’m right here,” Chad breathed, his voice barely a whisper, a pr omise and a question all at once. Chapter 27 The warm, damp spot on Chad’s shirt grew larger as Jordan’s sobs finally began to subside, the raw, wrenching sounds softening into shaky, hitching breaths. He felt hollowed out, scraped clean by the shock and the crying. Chad’s arms never loosened their hold, his hand a steady, comforting pressure on the back of Jordan’s head. Jordan tilted his face up, his vision blurred by remaining tears. Chad’s concerned face was inches from his, his brow furrowed, his own eyes shining with an emotion Jordan was too overwhelmed to name. Without a single conscious thought, driven by a need for comfort that was more primal than any logic, Jordan closed the small distance between them and pressed his lips to Chad’s. It was a messy, salty kiss, wet with tears and the faint, embarrassing smear of snot from Jordan’s nose. He didn’t care. He poured every bit of his confusion, his loss, and his desperate need for connection into it, clinging to Chad like he was the only solid thing in a world that had just collapsed. He kissed him for what felt like an eternity, a silent plea for the ground to stop shifting beneath his feet. When he finally pulled back, gasping for air, his cheeks flushed with a heat that was entirely new, regret instantly flooded him. “Chad, I’m… I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have… that was…” Chad’s hand, which had stilled on his back, began to move again in slow, calming circles. His voice was low, a soft rumble that vibrated through Jordan’s entire body. “No. Don’t apologize. It’s okay.” He brushed a stray tear from Jordan’s cheek with his thumb, his calloused skin rough yet incredibly gentle. “I was wanting to kiss you, too.” They stayed like that for a long moment, foreheads resting together, their breath mingling. Jordan’s heart was no longer hammering from panic, but from something else entirely, something terrifying and exhilarating. Chad’s eyes, dark and intense, searched his, and Jordan saw the internal battle raging within them. “Jordan…” Chad began, his voice husky. He took a deep, shaky breath, as if steeling himself. “I know… I know this is the worst possible time. The absolute worst. And I’ve been trying to find a better moment for weeks, but… I can’t wait another minute. Seeing you like this… I can’t hold it in.” He leaned back just enough to look Jordan directly in the eye, his gaze unwavering, raw with a vulnerability Jordan had never seen in the rugged man before. “I have been racking my brain every single day since that first time in the hotel,” Chad confessed, the words pouring out in a rushed, earnest torrent. “Thinking about you. About us. About how you make me feel. I was so unsure, man. So fucking confused. I’ve never… felt this for anyone. Not like this.” He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “But I can’t deny it anymore. I’m not confused. I’m in love with you, Jordan.” The declaration hung in the silent hallway, so immense it seemed to absorb all the sound in the world. Jordan could only stare, his mind struggling to process the words. Chad continued, his voice gaining strength, filled with a wondrous awe as he cataloged his feelings. “I’m in love with your stupid, perfect smile that makes your eyes crinkle. I’m in love with your laugh, the way you throw your head back and just let go. I’m in love with this body,” he said, his hand slipping from Jordan’s back to splay across his chest, feeling the frantic beat of his heart. “The way you move, the strength in you. I’m even in love with your smell—like clean sweat and that cheap shampoo you use and just… you.Everything. I’m just… completely in love with you.” Jordan was speechless. The emptiness left by Jared and Blake’s abandonment was suddenly filled with a roaring, incandescent light. All the clandestine glances at the shipyard, the possessive grabs in the hotel, the tender way Chad had cared for him during sex—it all snapped into a perfect, stunning picture. “But…” Jordan finally managed, his voice a disbelieving whisper. “I thought you were straight?” A slow, genuine smile spread across Chad’s face, softening his sharp features. “Labels are just words, man. They don’t mean a damn thing. I love Jordan. I wouldn’t care if you were a guy, a girl, or a fucking brilliant alien from another planet. I just love you. For you.” It was the sweetest, most overwhelmingly honest thing anyone had ever said to him. The last of the ice around Jordan’s heart shattered. A choked, half-sob, half-laugh escaped him as fresh tears, these born of pure, unadulterated joy, welled in his eyes. “I love you too, Chad,” he breathed, the words feeling more right and true than anything he’d ever uttered. “God, I love you so much.” The relief that washed over Chad’s face was profound. He let out a breath he seemed to have been holding for weeks and pulled Jordan into a fierce, crushing hug, burying his face in his neck. They held each other in the quiet hallway, surrounded by the ghosts of a past life, but firmly anchored in the stunning reality of their new beginning. After a long while, Chad shifted. The look in his eyes changed from one of comfort to one of smoldering intent. The hand on Jordan’s chest slid lower, over the tight muscles of his stomach, coming to rest at the waistband of his work pants. The touch was no longer just comforting; it was a question. “They don’t get to take this from us,” Chad murmured, his lips grazing Jordan’s earlobe. “This is ours.” Jordan answered him by capturing his mouth in another kiss, this one deep, hungry, and full of promise. It was a claiming. A consummation of words with action. Chad met his hunger with his own, his tongue sliding against Jordan’s as his fingers worked open the button of his jeans, then the zipper. The rasp of the denim was deafening in the silence. Chad broke the kiss, his eyes dark with desire as he looked down between them. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of Jordan’s pants and underwear and pushed them down in one smooth, determined motion. Jordan kicked them off, his hard cock springing free, already leaking. Chad’s gaze was rapt, worshipful. “Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he breathed, his own hands going to his belt buckle. The clink of the metal, the rough sound of his own zipper coming down, sent shivers of anticipation through Jordan. Chad shoved his heavy work pants and boxer briefs down his muscular thighs, his thick, uncut cock standing proud and full. They stood there for a heartbeat, naked in the hallway, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows around them. The air crackled with a new, profound intimacy. This wasn’t a frantic hookup in a cheap hotel room. This was different. This was theirs. Chad reached out, his hand not going for Jordan’s cock, but instead cupping his jaw, his thumb stroking his cheek. “I want to make love to you,” he said, the words a soft, reverent vow. “Will you let me do that?” Jordan’s answer was to take his hand and lead him, not to the empty bedroom that echoed with loss, but toward his own room down the hall. As they passed the threshold, Chad pulled him close again, his strong arms wrapping around him, their bodies aligning from chest to thigh. The feeling of their cocks pressed together, hard and hot between them, was an electric shock. Chad’s mouth found his again, slower this time, deeper. It was a kiss that spoke of belonging, of a future he’d been too afraid to imagine. His hands roamed Jordan’s back, down to the swell of his ass, pulling their hips even tighter together in a slow, grinding rhythm that made Jordan’s head spin. “My turn to take care of you,” Chad whispered against his lips, his voice thick with emotion and desire. THE END THANKS EVERYONE I HOPE YOU ENJOYED

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This isn't mine I've just altered it slightly to make it conform to breeding zones rules THE BUILDER - by pedro976 - This story is a work of fiction. If you are under 18 or material of this nature is illegal in your present area. By continuing, you are confirming that it is legal for you to view the material in this story. In addition, you are agreeing that the author, editor, and this site will not be held responsible for any consequences of you viewing or downloading the story. - - - - 1 - - - - Barbara Hastings walked down her hallway to the foot of the staircase drew, in one almighty breath and bellowed: "Thomas Hastings! If you do not drag yourself out of that pit of a bed now then you will wish you had not been born!" She was fairly certain that her neighbour's four doors down would have heard her shouting but she could not care less. She had a flight to catch and she was running perilously late. No response. She sucked in another lung full of air ready to bellow again but suddenly her eighteen year old son appeared at the top of the staircase. He was quite tall for his age. His skill as a runner and regular attendance at the local athletics club had given him a thin toned build. He was wearing just his pyjama bottoms exposing his smooth hairless chest. His blonde hair was tussled from where he had been sleeping and he blearily rubbed his eyes. He was a strikingly good looking boy. He took after his father on that front thought Barbara Hastings as she looked up at him. Shame that shit bag of a man had left them four years ago for that slut of a personal assistant. "What is it Mum?" He mumbled "its 7am and the school holidays! Why are you shouting up..." "Tom. For crying out loud" cut in Barbara Hastings "You clearly do not listen to a word I say. I am leaving now to catch my flight to The Hague. The builder starts today on the kitchen and you need to be up and dressed by 8am to let him in. Do not leave him on the doorstep waiting because you are in bed asleep, do you hear me?" It suddenly all came flooding back to Tom. His Mum had to travel for work and was going to be gone for four days. He had persuaded her that he was mature enough not to need any form of baby sitter and in any event she had arranged for the kitchen to be refitted whilst she was away. He had used the presence of a builder to argue that he would not be alone in any event. She had eventually agreed but on the condition he let the builder in each morning at 8am and stayed at home to make sure nothing went wrong. That suited Tom down to the ground. He wanted to crash out playing computer games and watching movies and was looking forward to four days without chores or nagging because if there was one thing Barbara Hastings excelled at, it was nagging. "Yeah I hear you" he answered. His mother was about to say more, clearly unsatisfied with his dismissive tone, but he was saved by the horn of the taxi that had arrived to take her to the airport. "That is the taxi, I am off, see you in four days" With that she grabbed her suitcase and rushed out the door. The slam echoed around the house for a moment before all was quite once more. Tom took a deep breath, yawned, stretched and then went straight back to bed. - - - - 2 - - - - Whoever was banging, Tom wished they would stop. He rolled over to the other side of his double bed and pulled the pillow over his head. The banging continued. What on earth were they doing he thought. "Shit!" he suddenly muttered. It must be the builder banging the front door. He scrambled out of bed and saw that the time was just after 8am. He could imagine his mother's face if she knew that he had fallen back asleep. It was not a nice image. "Shit, shit, shit!" he cried as he charged out of his bedroom and down the stairs. He got to the front door and without thinking he threw it open. What he saw in front of him made him gasp in surprise. Stood on the door step was the man who was clearly there to refit the kitchen. Tom could tell because there was a bag of tools in his hand and a builders van parked on the drive. What made him gasp was the size of the guy. He was huge. He towered over Tom and must have been at least 6'7" if not taller. He had a shaved head, piercing blue eyes and a firm square jaw line. His head rested on a massively veined neck that lead to the widest shoulders Tom had ever seen. His huge pectoral muscles were straining to rip through the material of his red t-shirt and his biceps twitched with power. Tom couldn't help notice that his tight jeans barely held a great bulge at the front, framed by calf muscles bigger than Tom's entire torso. Tom was so shocked he couldn't speak. His mouth just hung open. The giant man in front of him raised an eyebrow and asked in a thick Eastern European accent "You have kitchen done?" "Um, kitchen, um yeah?" Tom stuttered in reply, desperately trying to catch his wits whilst being suddenly conscious of the fact that he was still just wearing pyjama bottoms and nothing else. He involuntarily folded his arms for security. "I come in?" the man asked when Tom made no effort to move. "Um yeah, sure" Tom stepped out the way and the man walked in. Tom could feel the power radiating from his body as he went past him. There was something frightening yet magnetic about him. Like when you saw one of nature's giants, a lion or a polar bear up close. Tom led the man down the hallway. "Ok then, here is the kitchen. My Mum has moved everything out so you should be good to go" offered Tom. "Mmm" the man grunted. He suddenly turned to Tom and held out a hand the size of a shovel. "I Krzysztof" he introduced himself. "Oh yeah, right" mumbled Tom, embarrassed at his lack of manners. "I am Tom" and he took the big man's hand. His grip was like a vice and Tom winced as they shook. Krzysztof grunted in acknowledgement, turned, and put his tool bag down. He looked back at Tom who was stood frozen to the spot and fixed him with his piercing blue eyes. Tom felt himself wilting under his gaze and wished that he had stopped to put a t-shirt on. He must look so puny to this guy. After a second of awkward silence Tom decided it was time to leg it. "I will be upstairs... um... yeah" he mumbled and bolted out the kitchen and back up to his bedroom as quickly as his legs would carry him. He shut his door behind him and dived under his covers. He felt his cheeks burning with embarrassment. What the hell was wrong with him he thought? He had opened the door without a t-shirt on for God's sake. That was all. Why was he so worried about it? He couldn't put his finger on the answer. There was something magnetic about Krzysztof that meant you couldn't help but marvel at his powerful physique. Tom also realised that it had something to do with the way he had been feeling lately. He was no stranger to sex. Well on the internet anyway. He had a laptop and Ipad and his mother was singularly uninterested in monitoring what he did on them. Like most boys his age he was a masturbation fanatic. He jacked off whenever he had a spare moment. The internet was awash with free porn and he trawled the sites looking for new stuff to get off to. He had never had cause to question his sexuality until a few months ago. Bored of the same old videos he had strayed into the gay section on one of the websites. He had been drawn to videos involving what were called "twinks", young guys in their teens. He had watched a video set in a locker room where two athletic guys had sucked each other off then one of them had fucked the other. Tom had to admit that it was hot and he had imagined himself fucking another guy in the locker room after athletic practice. He reasoned that if he jacked off to straight porn where the girl was fucked up the arse then there was no difference to imagining fucking a guy in the same way. He had never found himself fantasising about guys who looked like Krzysztof though. Guys like that were not twinks but real hard, strong men who could break you in two as soon as look at you. Was he embarrassed by Krzysztof because he fancied him? No that couldn't be it he told himself. It really couldn't. Downstairs he could hear the sound of Krzysztof getting started on taking out the old kitchen fittings. He couldn't help but let his mind wander back to thinking about how massive his biceps were. The old fittings stood no chance against his strength. What would it be like to touch those huge solid muscles he wondered? "Fucking hell" he muttered under his breath breaking the spell of his day dream. He was determined not to think about this anymore. Grabbing a towel he went and showered, doing everything he could not to conjure up images of the huge hunk downstairs. Having got dried off and dressed into his usual t-shirt and jeans Tom was about to head down to get a drink and something to eat from the makeshift kitchen his Mother had set up in the utility room. She had put in a mini-fridge and microwave in there so that he could survive for the days that the work was being done. He hesitated though as he reached the top of the staircase. Going to the utility room meant passing Krzysztof and he really didn't want to. From what he could hear the muscle man was well into ripping out the old kitchen. Maybe he would be too busy to notice him go by thought Tom and with that thought offering him some courage he headed down stairs. At the end of the hallway he stopped and carefully peeked around the door frame at the entrance to the kitchen. He really wished he hadn't. Ripping out the kitchen was obviously hard work because Krzysztof had taken off his t-shirt. His body was absolutely packed with pumped up muscle. Tom could see his two large pert nipples erect on top of his giant pecs. Every inch of the guy was covered in powerful gym pumped muscle. Tom also noticed the mass of tattoos running down the builder's arms. He was too scared to look for long enough to make out what the pictures were. Instead he took a deep breath and darted past to the utility room. Grabbing enough snacks to see him through the day he darted back the way he came and up to his room. He shut the door and breathed a sigh of relief. He was determined not to go back downstairs until Krzysztof had gone home for the day. He passed the time playing his Xbox and hitting himself in the head every time his mind began to wander back to thinking about the builder. Soon enough 6pm arrived and he heard Krzysztof shouting up from the bottom of the stairs. "I go for day now" he called. Tom slightly opened his door and shouted back. "Ok, bye" He heard the front door open and then shut. Breathing a sigh of relief he waited until he heard Krzysztof's van pull away from the drive and went downstairs. The kitchen had been totally ripped out. Tom would not have been surprised if Krzysztof had done it with his bare hands. He smacked himself in the head again. "Stop thinking about him" he muttered out loud. - - - - 3 - - - - "You slag!" shouted one woman at the other. Tom was eating his microwave dinner whilst watching the soap Eastenders. He had no idea what was going on but these two women were going hammer and tongs at each other in their local pub. It was quite good. Suddenly the house phone began to ring. He put his dinner down and paused the telly. He wanted to see the rest of this cat fight. He picked up the phone from the table in the hallway. "Hello" "Tom, it Krzysztof" Jesus thought Tom, what did he want? He had pretty much succeeded in getting all thoughts of the man out of his confused mind and now here he was on the phone. "I left bag in kitchen. Can I come now to get it?" "Um..." Tom couldn't think of a reason to say no so he agreed. "Sure. Just knock the front door. I am at home." "Ok, be there soon" Krzysztof replied. Tom put the phone down. Jesus Christ he thought. He walked back into the front room. His dinner and the catfight on Eastenders no longer had any pleasure in them and he slumped down on the sofa. What the fuck was wrong with him? He needed to get a grip. - - - - 4 - - - - Even though he was expecting it the knock at the door made Tom jump. He walked out into the hallway. It was definitely Krzysztof. There was no mistaking his massive shadow through the frosted glass panelling of the door panels. Tom took a deep breath and opened it. "Tom" smiled Krzysztof "Ok for me to get bag?" "Sure" replied Tom standing to one side. Krzysztof walked in. The evening was a bit chilly and he was wearing a zip up hoody with a white vest underneath. Tom could just make out the central line of his chest separating those huge pectoral muscles before it disappeared behind the white cotton material of the vest. Krzysztof went into the kitchen and came back with his bag. "Can I use toilet?" he asked. "Yep it is just upstairs on the left" offered Tom and tried his best not to watch Krzysztof's muscular arse and legs as he climbed the stairs. Not quite sure whether he should wait holding the front door Tom decided to shut it and instead hovered at the bottom of the stairs. After a while of not being able to hear very much he decided that perhaps he should make sure Krzysztof was ok, and thinking of what his mother would say make sure that he wasn't stealing anything. Reluctantly he went upstairs. As he reached the top he could see that the bathroom door was ajar. He hesitated but found the courage and walked up to it. He tentatively pushed it open. "Krzysztof are you ok..." He stopped mid sentence and stood shocked. Not sure what to do. Krzysztof had taken off his zip up hoody and was now just wearing his tight white vest top. He was leant over at the side of the sink snorting a line of white powder from the top of the cistern lid. He looked up at Tom. "Me ok, left my bag with my stuff and need it for weekend" He seemed completely unfazed by the fact that Tom had caught him clearly doing cocaine in his bathroom. His Mum would have been screaming the house down and dialling 999 even as Tom just stood there, too dumbfounded to speak. Krzysztof must have taken his shock for something else because he said "You try" and he held out the rolled up twenty pound note he had used to snort the line to Tom. Tom didn't know what to do. His first reaction was to tell Krzysztof to leave but he was completely out of his depth. Then he felt a sudden compulsion to agree to Krzysztof's offer. But what was he thinking? He had only ever smoked a cigarette for fucks sake and now he was considering taking a class A drug. "I have never... um..." stuttered Tom, unable to resolve the conflict in his mind. "You do little" suggested Krzysztof and again offered the note. Fuck it resolved Tom. What could happen? People did it all the time. His Mother was away for the next four days and he surely would have recovered from a single snort by then. He took a deep breath. He walked over to Krzysztof and took the note. There was a small line of the powder left and without allowing any time to talk himself out of his reckless agreement Tom lent down and snorted it. He straightened up and looked at Krzysztof who smiled at him. "You will be ok" said Krzysztof "it just little bit" and he laughed. Tom laughed as well. He wasn't instantly struck down dead and he felt the thrill of having done something incredibly mischievous. A few moments later that thrill was replaced with a feeling that Tom had never felt before. It was like the feeling you had at Christmas when you were a kid. Uncontained joy and excitement. Krzysztof laughed seeing the smile plastered on Tom's face. "It working yes?" "Yeah, I think so" replied Tom "Hey let's put on music" and with that he bounded into his bedroom to find his ipod. Putting it on shuffle he turned it up and felt the urge to dance. This was great. Krzysztof followed him into the room and sat down on the bed. Tom didn't know how long for but they chatted and chose tracks to play and Tom danced in front of Krzysztof. In his euphoric state he didn't notice the way Krzysztof looked at him. A passionate animalistic look of lust. The drug had put Tom completely at ease with this giant of a man. "You want more?" asked Krzysztof suddenly. Tom was too far gone now to give any answer other than yes. "Sure he said" and watched as Krzysztof took out a small bag of the white powder and racked it up in lines on Tom's desk. Krzysztof lent down and snorted two of the lines in quick succession. Tom took the note that he was offered. There were two lines left, much larger than the one he had done in the bathroom. He lent down and snorted one. "And other" prompted Krzysztof. Tom did as he was bid and snorted the second line as well. He felt the wave of the high hit him almost at once and he stood up and titled his head back as it washed over him. He suddenly felt the powerful presence of Krzysztof behind him and as he turned his head to see what had brought the massive builder so close to him he felt Krzysztof's arms encircle his waist and a hand go to his cock. "What... what are you doing?" he stuttered, still caught on the wave of the high. "Mmmmm little baby" was all Krzysztof offered by way of reply and he squeezed Tom's cock through the material of his jeans. It responded at once and was achingly hard within seconds. Tom was powerless in the grip of this huge stud. He was horny as hell though. The high had made him crazy to get off and he felt himself pushing back against the muscle hunk. "Yeah, baby wants me" growled Krzysztof and he let Tom go for the few seconds it took to pull of his vest, exposing his massive physique. Tom tried to turn but Krzysztof grabbed him too quickly and pulled him against him so that they were both facing once more to the front by the desk. Tom could feel Krzysztof's massive pecs pulsating and lent backwards against them as Krzysztof undid his jeans button and pulled both his jeans and boxers down to his knees. Tom was powerless as the effects of the two lines really started to kick in. His exposed teenage cock twitched in the air and his tight little bubble butt was exposed to the builder who held him tightly. Although he couldn't see behind him Tom could not mistake the sound of the zip on Krzysztof's jeans being lowered nor the touch of the man's massive cock head at the entrance to his tight butt hole. In a sudden moment of clarity he realised Krzysztof was going to fuck him. "Wait, Krzysztof, I..." he began but the hunk clamped a hand over his mouth and stopped his protests dead. "Shhh baby" he growled sexily in Tom's ear. Tom felt Krzysztof let go of him and realised he was reaching into his own jeans pocket to get something. Tom breathed deeply, trying to focus, the drug had him overwhelmed and before he could think with any clarity Krzysztof's arms encircled him again and he saw that Krzysztof was holding a small bottle of liquid. "Poppers baby" offered Krzysztof by way of explanation. Tom had no idea what that meant. Krzysztof undid the bottle top and held the bottle to Tom's nose. Tom caught the strong smell and guessed he had to sniff it. He inhaled deeply once and then again. Krzysztof took the bottle and Tom heard him sniff deeply himself. The effect hit him like a freight train. The wave of pleasure washed over him and there were stars in front of his eyes. His cock twitched uncontrollably. "Fuck" he moaned at the effect of the high. "I fuck" growled Krzysztof loudly who was clearly being driven wild by his own poppers rush. The huge muscular man put his hands on Tom's hips and suddenly he drove his monster cock straight into the boy's virgin hole. "ARRRRRRRRRRGH" cried Tom as the pain overcame the cocaine and even the poppers. Krzysztof bear hugged Tom against him as his pushed his cock in right up till the hilt. Tom was shaking uncontrollably in his vice like grip. Krzysztof still had the poppers in his hand and so he undid the lid and held the bottle to his boy's nose. Tom sniffed deeply, wanting anything to overcome the throbbing pain from his arse. Krzysztof lent down and sniffed at the bottle at the same time, the two of them inhaling the high.Krzysztof put the lid on the bottle and put it on the desk. He moved his hands down to Tom's hips and slowly withdrew his cock until only the tip was still inside the young virgin. Then he ploughed it back into the tight hole his huge thighs smacking against Tom's plump arse cheeks. Tom yelled out again but this time there was a cry of pleasure mixed with the exclamation of pain. He was so high all he could think was that he wanted this hunk to destroy his hole. His own cock was solid and leaking precum from the tip. "God Krzysztof" he moaned "fucking do me" The bull of a man needed no more bidding and he began to piston in and out of Tom who gripped the edge of his desk. Krzysztof's strokes were so hard and powerful that the boy was lifted from the floor. Suspended in mid air and held in place between the desk and the iron grip of his muscular builder Tom was nailed. In and in drove Krzysztof, wild on the combined high of coke and poppers. His cock was thick with veins and his bollocks heavy with spunk as he fucking nailed his little baby. "Fuck yeah" he growled "You fucking bitch" His insults, delivered in his thick accent turned Tom on even more. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he felt a pain and pleasure never experienced before. He could only moan and grunt like the whores he normally dreamt about fucking in the straight porn he watched. The noises from Tom drove Krzysztof on even more. Krzysztof suddenly pulled out of Tom's boy cunt, lifted him up and threw him over onto the bed. Tom lay there panting for breath. He felt down to his arse and could feel his hole gaping at the ramming he had just been given. He looked up at Krzysztof. The man stepped out of his jeans and stood there fully naked. His muscular body was glistening with the sweat of exertion, the beads running down his chest and tattooed arms. His cock was huge and pulsating. Involuntary spasms causing the shaft to quiver every few moments. "You like bitch?" he growled. Fuck thought Tom, this man was a God. His inhibitions were completely gone. "Yeah I like" he panted. "Call me Daddy" Krzysztof grunted. "I like Daddy, I like..." replied Tom feeling his cock throb. "You want Daddy to fuck you?" asked Krzysztof The reality of the massive cock tearing him open again caused Tom to hesitate. "Yes Daddy, but can I have a break..." he pleaded. "No break for little bitch" ordered Krzysztof and he reached out to the desk and picked up the bottle of poppers. He undid the lid and sniffed very deeply. Twice to each nostril. Returning the bottle to the table he stood looking down at Tom. Tom saw the poppers take hold of the stud and he saw the massive cock begin to twitch uncontrollably. Then with a grunt Krzysztof strode forward and grabbed Tom by the ankle, pulling him to him and flipping him onto his front. Two massive tree trunk arms planted down either side of Tom's head as the hunk lowered his massive body onto the boy crushing him. His huge meaty cock, aching with unleashed spunk found its hole and once more drove in deep. "FUUUUUUUUUCK" cried Tom but he was going nowhere. Krzysztof was making animal grunts and moans as he fucked the lad without mercy. If Tom had been nailed moments before this was something else. Drugs drove the massive animal on, adding to his power and stamina. For what seemed like an eternity Tom lay moaning and begging for his Daddy to fuck him as Krzysztof never let up. The only pause was when the builder flipped him onto his front so that his legs now rested on the massive shoulders and bent back down onto him exposing his hole to the air and then the builder began fucking him hard again. The sweat from Krzysztof dripped from his huge pecs and landed on Toms face and in his mouth. The drugged up boy swallowed it down, happy to taste his Daddies manly perspiration. The fucking went on, never letting up until Krzysztof changed pace and began to withdraw his cock all the way then plunge it as hard as he could into Tom. Each slow fuck was twice as powerful as the frantic pumping that had gone before and the whole bed shook as the builder's mighty tool speared Tom right into the gut. Krzysztof let out a huge grunt as he crushed his massive rock solid cock into Tom's tight hole. Tom was completely overcome by the feelings convulsing throughout his entire body. He moaned loudly each time Krzysztof drove into him, staring up into the hunks deep blue passionate eyes, begging him to fuck his hole. "Fuck me Daddy" he moaned over and over as Krzysztof did just that. Krzysztof's huge thrusts slowed momentarily as he lent back and reached for the poppers sat on the desk behind him. Picking up the bottle he undid the lid and lent in close to Tom, his massive shoulders forcing Tom's legs back behind his head so that Krzysztof's face was against his. "Sniff baby" he ordered and held the bottle to Tom's nose. Tom did as he was told and at the same time Krzysztof sniffed them as well. The two of them breathing in the strong odour of the drug and feeling it take hold of them. Krzysztof put the poppers to one side and lent back down to Tom. He began to passionately kiss the young boy, his tongue forcing its way deep into Tom's mouth. The muscle hunk's big full lips completely covered Tom's and completely owned him. Tom closed his eyes as his Daddy desperately and frantically snogged him. The poppers were doing their job and Tom felt their hot flush on his cheeks. At the same time he felt Krzysztof swell even bigger inside him. The stud pulled away and adjusted his position to ensure he could penetrate his young boy's cunt to maximum depth. He placed one huge hand over Tom's mouth and the other around his neck. He was going to cum inside this kid but the drugs in his system meant he was going to have to drill him without mercy. He wasn't going to let Tom even try to ask him to stop. This was about him now and no one else. He began by driving into Tom as deeply and forcefully as he could. He felt the boy buckle and shake at the violation and saw his eyes go wide with a mixture of pleasure and pain. "FUCK" Krzysztof growled. He pulled his massive meat almost completely out the tight hole and let the quivering of his cock massage the boys rim for a moment. Then he smashed it into the little cunt again, and then again and then again. He tightened his grip on Tom's mouth and throat and started to pick up pace. The ipod had run out of music to play and the only sound that filled the room was Krzysztof's massive muscular thighs banging against Tom's bubble butt, the huge roars of Krzysztof as he delivered each thrust and the muffled moans of Tom as he took the massive cock right up his tight hole. Faster and harder the muscular God went. He felt a huge load of cum building at the base of his shaft and he shouted out as he drove into Tom harder and harder, desperate to unleash his seed into his boy. He looked down at Tom who was staring wildly up at him, his eyes watering from being mercilessly ripped in two. Krzysztof gritted his teeth and the massive muscles on his arms bulged taut over thick pumped up veins. He drove Tom down into the bed causing it to creak and the headboard to bang against the wall in time with his massive thrusts. Then with one massive surge his cum was unleashed. It flowed up his massive stiff shaft and exploded out the huge round cock head coating the inside of Tom's arse with thick white spunk. Tom felt the hot mess spewing up inside him into his guts and cried muffled screams of lust and joy into the palm of Krzysztof's hand. "URRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH" grunted Krzysztof as he slowed down his thrusting and let the convulsing of Tom's arse milk out every last drop of his man seed. Sweat was pouring of his pecs and forehead and he released Tom from his grip and stretched his massive body. Tom looked up with a mixture of awe and longing. "God..." was all he could manage "God..." Krzysztof collapsed on top of him and Tom put his hands around those massive shoulders. Their sweaty bodies pressing tight against each other, Krzysztof's cock still resting inside him. Krzysztof began chewing at Tom's neck and ears and the touch of the man's tongue and teeth caused Tom to moan loudly. "Baby not cum yet" whispered Krzysztof into his ear and at the same time the huge man began to rotate his hips. Tom felt the massive cock stir to life inside him as it slid around in the cum that had just been fired up his arse. "Oh God Daddy" moaned Tom and Krzysztof rolled over onto his back, being careful to keep his dick inside his boy. Tom found himself on top and took a deep breath of air. He placed his hands onto Krzysztof's massive pumped up chest to steady himself and then he began to gyrate his hips. He felt the huge man's cock move inside him and was hit with a new wave of pleasure. Krzysztof held his hips to make sure Tom stayed firmly on his dick but gave him the freedom to move his arse in the motion he wanted. Tom began to gyrate more quickly. It was nothing like the massive pounding Krzysztof had just given him, Tom was being much more careful and slow but the wave of joy rolled over him as he felt Krzysztof's cock brush his prostate. He noticed that the bottle of poppers was still lying on the bed and he picked it up and took a couple more deep sniffs, he held it to Krzysztof who did the same. Tom then began to bounce up and down on the shaft and Krzysztof slowly rotated his hips so that his cock slid back into Tom at a slightly different angle each time, causing new throbs of pleasure and making the boy moan and groan. Tom took hold of his teenage dick and began to slowly stroke his own spunk out. He used the sweat from Krzysztof's body as lube and built up a steady rhythm. "Baby cum for Daddy" growled Krzysztof and Tom began to bounce harder as Krzysztof pushed his hips upwards to help the little boy take every inch of his massive cock. The look of lust on the studs face sent Tom over the edge. "FUUUUUCK" he cried as hot creamy boy spunk sprayed out of his nob head and onto Krzysztof's pecs. "AHHH AHHHH AHHHH" moaned Tom as every last drop dripped out of him. "Fucking good yeah?" asked Krzysztof as Tom looked down at the huge load running over the hunks pecs and nipples. "Fuck yeah Krzysztof" he panted. "Daddy" corrected Krzysztof frowning. "Fuck yeah Daddy" repeated Tom. Quick as a flash Krzysztof rolled over so that Tom was once more underneath him. "Daddy hard again baby" he growled and suddenly and violently he rammed his still stiff cock deep into Tom. "FUUUCK" exploded Tom who was aware of the tenderness in his arse now he had cummed. Krzysztof withdrew and ploughed into him again. "We have all night baby" he promised and he pulled Tom tight against the sticky mess covering his massive chest muscles. He began his relentless pounding rhythm again the bed began to shake again. "Fuck Daddy" was the muffled cry that came from the boy completely encased in the builders huge arms. It was going to be a long night.