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I woke up the next morning and took a shower. As I finished Rick came in to use the bathroom. His cock hard. As he peed I came out and dried off. "You enjoy last night" he asked I paused and wanted to be honest. "Yes you really fucked that kid. How old was he? 18? I said "Yes I did. Yes he is 18. He turns 19 next week. I even checked his ID" Rick said "You go back to your room and jack off last night and think of me and the kid fucking" Rick asked "Yes" I said "He still here" I asked "No I kicked out after I fucked him" he said As Rick finished peeing his cock still hard, I walked over and dropped to my knees and took his meat into my mouth. "Ohhh yeah boy. You want Daddy's cock don't you" he said pushing his meat into my mouth. I nodded. "You wish that was you last night" he added I nodded "Your pussy twitch while you were watching me fuck him" Rick continued I nodded, I didnt know that is what that ws last night. I sucked him harder and picked up my pace. "Let's take this to the bedroom" he said I stood up grabbed his hand and walked to his bedroom. I jumped on his bed and opened my legs to him. He stood that away from the bed. "No baby on the couch" he said "Why fuck me here please like you did the other two guys" I said "No baby, I only fuck guys who want to be converted or are not on PEP or PREP on there. My bed is special place " he said Those words took the wind out of my sail. "Its okay baby I still want you." he said his hand reaching out I followed him to the couch. I felt rejected and not worthy. He started to kiss me and I kisssed back. He pushed me back on the couch lifted my legs and started to eat my hole out. I moaned and forgot the rejection and pushed back on his mouth and tongue. After eating me out, he took his hard pole and thrust it in me in one hard push. I yelled out in pain. "Stop yelling, you know you wanted this" he said fucking me "Ohhh yes Daddy" I moaned back as I got used to his hard meat. "Watching me impregnant other guys gets you off don't it. You like watching me POZ other boys like you?" he said thrusting in me I was moaning, and trying to hold on to a clear thought. Yes I enjoyed it but not sure why they wanted HIV but they looked so needing it, wanting it. "Answer me boy. Makes your pussy throb and wet don't it me impregnating other boys, tell me" he said pounding me and just wrecking my prostate. I was leaking precum all over and in ecstasy. It was hard to think straight. "Yes Yes, they are so lucky to have your cum in them and get pregnant. Yes my pussy throbbed when I watched you fucking Daniel last night" I moaned "Yeah I knew it. You wish you were him huh. You have a pussy or ass" he continued ravaging my hole He kept it up I couldnt think straight. "Yes I wish it was me and yes I have a pussy not an ass, a pussy. Please fuck me, cum in me" I yelled out moaning With that Rick started to speed up and in a few strokes he started to cum in me. I felt him shoot 5-6 hot loads in me. I couldn't help myself and felt my ass spasm and shoot load after load on Rick and me. He stayed in me still pushing his cum deep in me and rubbing my prostate. I just lay there moaning in bliss. We kissed and held each other. I leaned in and smelled his armpit. He pushed my face in and I just inhaled. He smelled so intoxicating and his cock buried in me and our kisses. I felt good again. He pulled out and we lay next to each other holding and kissing "What did he mean by your DNA in him. Why did he want that" I asked "Like I said the last time we talked about this. My DNA and virus's DNA which is mine will be in him forever. It was be a part of him. He will be impregnated with my DNA and it will be my mark on him. " Rick said while slipping two fingers in me. I let out a moan. "It will enter your pussy then your blood stream and take hold. My DNA would be a part of you and your will get impregnated with my seed, my DNA. " he said fingering me. My cock was hard again. "See your body wants it look at your cock. I could also feel your pussy spasm around my fingers while we were just talking" he said He was right I could feel my ass spasm as we were talking about it. I am so confused. He pulled out his fingers and stuck in my mouth then kissed me. He stood up and started to pull out a suitcase. "I gotta get ready to go into work for a little while then I am going on a work trip. I will be gone 4-5 days. Sorry for the last minute notice but can you watch the house while I am gone." He said "Sure. Ill miss you." I said. After I was worried if it was too clingy. "Ill miss you too babe" he said. I looked at the clock it was 7:10am "Crap I gotta get in to the office too." I said. I kissed him, he kissed me back and grabbed my ass and I moaned into our kiss. "Sorry I gotta get going" Rick said I went to my bedroom got dressed and headed into work.

Thank you for the nice comments. Again sorry for typos and grammar. Enjoy. I took my PEP today on my way to work as usual. It was 11pm. Do I go to the ABS now? Why not? I got dressed. I put on jeans t-shirt and a baseball cap. I drove to the ABS and was familar with the area as this is the part of town where the Professor is planning the field trip. I stayed in the car as I was nervous. What am I doing here? I am really going to let total strangers fuck me? R- If you are nervous and not sure what to do, listen to your body. Crap how did he know. I decided to go in. I walked in and saw the clerk behind the counter. He was an older guy thin about 55 years old. He looked at me. "You 18. I need ID" he asked "Yes" and handed him my college ID I handed him a $20 and he gave me $1. "Have fun" he said smiling It was cold as if the AC was on high. It also had that cleaner sperm smell. I walked through the hallway. I found an empty booth and closed the door. I put in my dollar and the video came on. A girl was getting fucked. She was pretty hot and then she turned over and it was a shemale, and she was hung. Wow, sexy I thought. I went to the menu. There was straight, gay, bi and trans. I paused. Who was I kidding, I clicked gay. The movie came on with a young guy and an older guy who was buff but had a belly and was hairy and he had a beard. As I started to take out my cock someone opened my door. Crap I didn't lock it. I guy came in. He was handsome, early 40's. He pulled out his cock and asked me to suck him off. So I did. As I was sucking him off I noticed a wedding ring. After a few minutes he moaned and tensed and shot cum in my mouth. I quickly swallowed. Once done he pulled out of my mouth zipped up and left. As if the next guy was waiting another guy came in. A little older guy this time and medium build. He pulled out his hard cock which was nice about 7 inches and thick. He told me he wanted to fuck me. "You negative?" he asked "yes" I replied "Good I am neg and I don't want to get anything from you. You sure you are negative a slut like you taking cock in here" he said "Yes I am on PEP and this is my first time here" I said "Ohhh fresh meat. Bend over bitch" he said bending me over and placing his cock at my hole. Then he pushed in. "Ohh fuck your so tight and wet" he said as he started to fuck me. I pushed back onto his cock. He fucked me for a good 10 minutes. It was good better than the dildo but not like Rick. "Here is comes bitch" he yelled as he came in me. After he pulled out he made me clean him off (not that he needed to, I luv it now) and he zipped up and left. One more guy followed him and it was similar except he wore a condom. He said he didnt want to take chances. As he stuck his cock in it rubbed hard against my side. It didnt feel as good as a bare cock. He was a good size too 8 inches and thick too but it felt like a tube rather than a cock in me. I still got horny and when he hit my prostate it felt good but not as good as a bare cock. After 5 minutes he I could feel him spasm and cum. He pulled out took off the condom and gave it to me. "Here you go faggot" he said as he left. It was full of cum so I ate it. My legs were sore so I locked the door and sat back. I rubbed my cock which was semi hard. The I heard someone next door. He stuck his cock through a hole of the wall. It was a good size. "You clean" he asked " Yes" I replied "Suck it then" he said I got on my knees and sucked his cock thru the wall. After about 5 minutes he pulled out of the wall and knocked on my door. He came in and pulled his cock back out of his pants. It was a nice 8" which was difficult to tell thru the hole. I turned around and offered him my ass. "You sure you negative? I dont want to catch anything from a slut like you" he said I told him I was negative and on PEP. Then he started to fuck me. He fucked me, ramming into me. It felt good but it wasn't great like Rick. There was something missing. He finally shot his huge load in me. I cleaned him off with my mouth and he left. Another one with a wedding ring on. I sat back down and then was getting ready to leave. Then someone knocked at the door. I opened it and an old man came in. Early 60's thin but fit. He pulled out his cock. It was a ok size maybe 7" and medium girth. I bent over and he bent down and started to eat my ass. "Ohhhhhh yes" I moaned as I pushed back to his mouth. He ate me for about a minute was it felt so good. He fingered my and felt his fingernail scrape me. I winced but as he ate me I got over it. Then he put his cock at me entrance and slowly entered me. He slowly started to fuck me. He had a really good stroke. It was like he was rubbing my insides and pushing in me. While he wasn't huge the way he fucked me it felt deep. His rhythm and pumping motion was hitting my prostate and inside a certain way. It felt good and was the best of the night. He fucked me good for 10 minutes playing with my nipples. "Fuck your pussy is so tight and wet" he said I moaned "Your a hot little slut. You take a bunch of cum tonight whore? He said pumping into me "Yes" I said moaning and pushing back into him "Yeah you are a nasty dirty slut taking all these loads" he said "Daddys whore arent you" he said I didnt reply. He pulled out of me. "Say it if you want my cock back in you whore" he said "Yes I am Daddy's whore. Please stick your cock back in me" I begged "Yeah what a whore. Fuck your a gorgeous slut. I bet you were popular tonight" he said sticking his cock back in me I moaned and pushed back on him. "Fuck its like your pussy is eating my cock....ohhh damn you feel so good." he kept fucking me and picked up his pace My cock was hard and leaking now. The first time of the night. The way he was fucking me and using me felt so good. Even his smell was hot. He kept up his pace then I felt him tighten up and spasm. My cock was hard and on the verge. He was hitting me in all the right spots. "Here you go bitch, take my POZ load, I am going to knock you up whore" he said. I felt him shoot hot spurt after spurt of his cum. Those words tripped something in my brain and hit me deep. I started to shoot my cum my body spasming from inside. "Ohhh shit your pussy is coming around my cock. Its squeezing my cock bitch" he moaned and started to hard fuck me again. He hard fucked me for another minute. I kept moaning and my cock kept leaking cum from it. As he calmed down he finally pulled out. I immediatlye turned aroudn and dropped to my knees and sucked his cock. I could see and taste a little blood along with my ass juice and cum. "Ohh yeah what a good whore. You've been trained well" he said After cleaning his cock. I stood up and he kissed me deeply. I was shocked but kissed back. "Fuck boy I want to take you home and lock you to my bed and fuck you all day and night" he said smiling "I think you would like that" he said "Oh thank you but no" I said soflty "you sure bitch" he said as he wrapped his hand around my hard cock. I moaned and melted as he stroked me. Then he let go and stuck his fingers in my ass. I moaned even more and started to breath heavily again. "Yeah look at you. Your pussy needs cock. It needs POZ cock. Dont it" he said "I dont know." I repleid "You cum like you just did with any of those other guys you fucked you like a whore tonight" he said I nodded no. "Yeah a boy like you needs POZ cock. You need a real gay poz top man to satisfy you right? Your pussy is grabbing my fingers just from me talking to you" he said My eyes were partially closed as he was massaging my insides it felt so good. The suddenly he pulled his fingers out and into my mouth. I sucked and licked them clean. "You are a good slut. You don't even need to be told." he said "Here is my number if you want to be satisfied and treated like the whore you are" he said passing me a paper with his name and number on it. He tucked in his cock and left. I sat back down stunned, aroused and confused.

I got up around 1am to use the bathroom and heard noises coming from Rick's bedroom. I used the bathroom then went over to his room. I peek my head passed the door frame to look in. It was Rick fucking a young kid, again around my age, 19 or so. He was a bit shorter than me and thinner. He was on all fours with his ass in the air and Rick was pumping into him. "Fuck me Daddy fuck me with your huge cock and cum in me" the kid moaned "Yeah tell Daddy what you really want" Rick said back fucking his hard "I want your POZ cum in me. Charge me Daddy with your seed. Please cum in me. Make me pregnant with your charged potent cum" he begged pushing back on Rick's hard cock. My hand was on my cock stroking it. I was so hard. Rick started to pound him hard. Fucking his ass, the slapping sound was loud, the kid just moaned. The Rick pulled out, flipped him over put his legs on his shoulders and rammed into the kid. The kid yelled out in pain and his eyes almost popped out of his head. I know the feeling. Even though he is fucking you, when Rick comes in from another position and slams into its like fucking you for the first time. My ass started to clench. I didn't know why. After a few strokes the kid started to moan again. "Tell me again what you want Daniel" Rick said WTF his name is Daniel. "Cum in me please. Shoot your POZ load in me. Make me pregnant" he moaned "You got it" Rick said back Then Rick went into overdrive and started to fuck the shit out of the kid. The kid just started to moan like crazy and panting. My cock was leaking as I stroked it. "Ahhhh here it comes Daniel" Rick yelled as he was cumming in the kid. "OHHH Daddy yes shoot in me, knock me up, I want your DNA in me." the kid yelled back The after a few seconds the kid started to shoot cum all over Rick and himself. He shot like 7-8 spurts of cum. They continued to fuck and moan and could see Rick start to come down. I walked back to my bedroom got into bed and fingered myself with two fingers and jacked off. Thinking of what I just saw. What were the odds he fucked someone with a name similar to me. I though damn that kid is lucky. I stopped thinking and just pleasured myself soon cumming all over my stomach and then licking up my fingers from my ass and cum on my stomach and chest. As I reflected more I thought why would he want HIV? What was the attraction? He wanted it so much. The thought of being knocked up stuck in my head as I fell fast asleep.

I got into work. The Professor, the secretary and one other student hire was there. I did my work and finished my shift. Leaving I felt the Professor look me over as I left. As I was walking down the hallway I felt the back of my leg being wet. I wiped it and smelled it. I realized it was Rick's cum leaking out of my ass. I walked right into the next bathroom and went into a stall. The back lower area almost between my legs were wet. I licked my fingers and yes it was his cum. I got toilet paper and wiped my ass. Then I used it to wipe my shorts. Luckily it was a dark grey but you could still see it if you looked closely. I got it mostly dried out and then left. I went to my classes and finished the day. I picked up a burger and fries and went home. As I ate and drank a beer, the house was kid of quiet without Rick. I watched some TV and then fell asleep. I woke up on the couch, turned off the TV and went into my bedroom. On my pillow was some clothes. They weren't mine so I picked them up. And then it hit me the smell. It was Rick's undershirt and his underwear. Both were well worn and had his scent. I inhaled them and started to get aroused. I texted him and thanked him for leaving his clothes. R- I thought you would like it. I had to leave you something to remember me. D- How could I forget you. I miss you already. R- You horny arent you. D- How could I not be smelling you. R-Jack off for me I pulled down my underwear and started to jack off then put his shirt on my face to smell him. Next I stuck two fingers in me. They felt good. D- Jacking off and fingering myself. R- Good boy. How does it feel? D- Ok, but I miss your cock. R- Yeah you miss Daddy's cock? D- Yes fucking me, stretching me, and filling me R- and? D- And your cum. This morning walking to class you were leaking out of me. I had to clean my shorts R- LOL R- Id fuck you right now if I were there D- I wish you were I need cock bad R- Yeah your pussy all wet and needs a cock to fill it? D- yes R- Yes what? D- Yes my pussy is all wet with your cum and I need cock to fill it R- Go to the drawer next to my bed. You will find a dildo and lube. I want you to fuck yourself with it and think of me. Take a video and send It to me. Now. I rushed to the drawer and lube. There were other things like a brown bottle and some bands and other stuff I didnt recognize. I got back to the room, set up my phone to take a video and lubed up the dildo and stuck it in. The dildo wasn't that large. Maybe 5 inches and not that thick but it was better than my fingers. I started to work the dildo in me and fuck myself hard. I used my other hand to jack off. After a few minutes I shot my load all over my stomach. I cleaned it up with my fingers and licked myself clean. I turned off my camera and emailed the video to him. D- Sent Daddy A minute later R- Good boy. How did that feel? D- It felt good better than my fingers but not as good as your cock. R- Yeah nothing is as good as that. You want more? D- Yes Daddy. More what? R- Cock D- Yes but you are on a trip. R- You trust me right? D- Yes Daddy. R- You have come a long way and clearly you need cock in your pussy. Am I right? I paused D- Yes I do R- Are you still on PEP? D- Yes R- Good D- ? R- It is always your choice and I am fine either way on your decision. For these next few days that I am gone, you need to keep taking your PEP. Ok? D- Yes Daddy R- Promise me you will take it everyday and text me when you do. Ok? D- I promise and I will R- Good. Now here is what I want to suggest. Have you ever been to an Adult Book Store? D- You mean the ones that have porn in the booth and you pay in the booth? R- Yes D- Yes I have a few times in high school R- You horny boy you;) R- I want you to go there and let any guy fuck you. D- You sure? I was taken aback by the idea. Letting random strangers fuck me. D- Is this safe? R- That is why you take the PEP. That made sense. R- You said the dildo doesnt satisfy you right? D- yes R- that it doesnt feel as good as a cock right? D-yes R- and tha you want a cock in your pussy right? D-yes R-Good then tonight or tomorrow got to the ABS on the other side of town and have your fill of cock. And then report back to me ok. R- And don't forget to take your PEP. Ok? D-Ok Daddy R- Goodnight my beautiful Dan and go and enjoy yourself. Listen to your body.

I did not see the visit to the ABS coming. It's a nice illustration of how he's learning the difference of just getting fucked and getting fucked to get knocked up. Even when I was trying to play safe, I knew that having a bare cock in my cunt and getting a load in there was much more satisfying than someone wearing a condom. I guess that's why I wouldn't object when a man would just pull me up from my knees when I was sucking his cock, turn me around, and shove his cock up my ass without asking permission or wearing a condom. I even dropped my jeans when I'd get down to suck their cock, so they knew they had the option. And I was always pre-lubed. I fooled myself into thinking that having that condom in my pocket meant that I was playing safe.

Anonymous hookups make me feel like even more of a slut.

I like both because pig! 🐷

good fuck buddies are always good to have, love blowing my semen in a good hole i know well, and sometimes difficult to find. randoms are always fun because of the novelty and getting to spread my seed in a new hole. i love both FBs and randoms.

Sorry guys, I’ve been living that high life. Here’s the recap… we just blasted off and sent us into a daisy chain of cock and ass, breeding hungry holes, and me on my back sucking my cum out of a beautiful hairy hole. I flip onto my back and he squats down presenting me with a beautiful hairy puffy pink hole. I can see my cum starting to dribble out and stick my tongue up and into his ass. He’s moaning edging me on, fuck yeah, eat my ass when I feel the bed shift. He leans forward and grabs my legs back exposing my cock and ass. I feel a finger poking around in my sloppy hole, then two, then three and a familiar burning as one of the daddy’s is pushing a shard into my hole. Fuckkkkkk I love a booty bump and my hole is ravenously hungrier than I’ve ever felt as it melts against and into me. I hear the otter say he’s ready and I feel one finger, then another, and another is added… fuck I’m up to four now. Daddy’s working my ass opening me up, stretching my hole open with each in and out of his fingers. Soon I feel his thumb and knuckles slowly and methodically in and out. My ass feels so open and soon I feel him pushing his fist into me. I’ve never been fisted it’s always been a fantasy of mine, but it’s never happened. All too soon I feel him literally pop his hand into me and fuckkkkkkkkkkk my ass has never felt so full. He lets his fist sit inside me and my cock is a river of precum. Daddy takes my precum and lubes his meaty paw. He’s literally fisting me with my precum and his load. I’m in fucking ecstasy. I distinctly remember thinking to myself, this is what I was made for as he begins pulling out than back in. My ass is literally so open, so full, so hungry. I look over and see the otter riding the other daddy’s dick. Daddy pulls all the way out and my ass in equal measure never felt emptier and hungrier. Daddy pushes his hand back inside me, and I feel my hole stretching as he pushes his cock into my ass and starts fucking / jerking off inside me. I’m in pig heaven, I’m swirling hard and lost in sensation and any sense of time as daddy starts pounding away at his hand. I can literally feel his cock getting thicker in my ass as he’s pumping away. He begins to grunt and moan and soon I feel him pushing his seed so fucking deep into my guts. I’m coming down from that trying to catch my breath when I hear, “Well, what the fuck do we have here?” I turn my head to see who and where this new voice is. Only to find it’s a client of mine, Dean. I begin to panic while he eyes the room and begins stalking towards the pipe. Without taking his eyes off me he slowly melts the Tina until a whiff of smoke appears takes a hit and walks over to me and shotguns that sweet smoke into my mouth. To be clear 1) I’ve never mixed business with pleasure 2) to best of my knowledge this man is straight, married white picket fence and all. All of this begins to fade as he pushes his tongue against mine and takes my hand placing it on his hard cock. My mouth softens and I moan into him as he teases his fingers softly down my chest, my cock and balls and meets the daddy’s hand and cock still buried into my wrecked hole sliding a finger alongside and in. He breaks our kiss, sliding another finger in and says, “I always thought you were a slam pig, and now you’re my slam pig.” He pulls his fingers out takes another hit and shotguns the otter while he’s still riding the daddy’s dick. Dean takes another hit and shotguns into the daddy fucking the otter, and another hit shotgunning into the daddy who’s hand is still buried knuckles deep and finally returns to me this time he takes my cock in his mouth as he exhales his cloud.

I had a random and a regular both in the same day yesterday. I went to the video store. Saw a regular and he took me in a booth and bred me. Nothing special. He is hung and I like that but he didn’t pull anything new out of his bag of tricks. lol. Then hooked up with a random. He was tall. Big dick. Very Dom. He kept telling me how good of a boy I was and how good I was making him feel. I it really got me going. He then came in me a big loud load. When he finished I turned around and cleaned him. He was so turned on by that. He gave me his number and wants to use me again. I would have to say in this case the random was definitely better.

This was about 6 to 8 months ago. First off I'm 61 retired and married for over 40 years. We met a late 20s to mid 30s black guy. At a store we go to every morning. He just moved to the area from Illinois. Hasn't found himself a job or place to live. We paid him for odd jobs around the house. One day I asked him if he found any ladies yet. He informed me that he is gay. After talking for while I found out he's a total top. And at times he enjoys being very dominant. So while my wife was at work. I called him to meet up with me for breakfast. After paying for our breakfast. He made a comment where he could find some guys. I told him I would contact a gay friend. In the meantime I asked him if he was interested in making couple hundred dollars. Of course he said yes. So he followed me home. After talking with him in our den I told him I am bisexual. I wanted him to dominant me sexually I asked him make me suck his cock and fuck me. Also I wanted him to spank my ass really hard no matter how many times i begged him to stop. I wanted him to decide when he wanted to stop.That i would pay him. He said sure, his cock is 10 inches and at least 6 inches thick And OMG he has stamina i sucked his cock for good 15 to 20 minutes. He dump a huge load in my mouth. After about 20 minutes he tied me to the bed face down. Whipping my ass about 50 times hard on my ass, he had me begging for him to stop. Then he start fucking me, at my request for him not to wear a condom. He fucked me good for about 45 minutes shooting off in my ass. It was an amazing experience. Now we meet twice a month and of course I still pay him.

I hit up a bottom one day whe I was backed up with a 10 day load and looking for a warm ass to plant it. This guy was able to host and I was just finishing my work in another town. I had time to kill before needing to drive home. He gave me his address. Was messaging back and forth about how much he was going to enjoy pleasuring my cock and let me breed him good. I get to his place. It’s an apartment complex. Doesn’t give me the actual apartment number. Says just to walk down and look for people outdoors chatting. He’d be waiting. I walked around awhile trying to find anyone outside and anyone looking like they wanted to get fucked. I should have know better and left. After this wild goose chase I just told him give me the apartment number or I’m leaving. He gave it to me finally. I get to the door. He’s not exactly what I was expecting. Not my type, not matched to the profile. I decided I needed to breed anyway so I walk in and he’s leading me in and we’re about to head upstairs for a quick breeding. He turns around and says to me “I’m not feeling it, sorry, you got to leave.” I was dumbfounded. I mean I’m the hot one with the big cock, muscular body, huge load. I shook my head and left. What a fucking waste of my time driving there. I could have given my load to any number of willing bottoms. I was floored and pissed, like how dare he reject me. He messaged later to apologize that he’d been attacked in his home doing an anonymous fuck. He was just super nervous. I told him sorry that happened but that I felt awful being rejected like that with no explanation at the time. He then got pissy that I made a deal about my rejection. I ended up blocking him. Found another hot bottom in who took my cock like a champ and let me flood his ass. I came so hard in that hot bottom. Must have been a feeling of rage that made me fuck so intensely.

Getting comfortable with taking cock pics never really have before

Here is mine:

Love my FBs lately it seems they all are in sync with my day off. There has been a trend and I would get them on “funday” one after the other. It’s been a challenge to get new tops in rotation and I’m always trying to get more random, Why are randoms so much more fun? The excitement of mystery meat is so hot especially if they are hung.

Would be cool to hear about some experiences where you have sucked off guys who were related. Not so much incest. But other families. Were they together? Did they know about others? Details like that. For me, I ended up in a lot of those situations when I was younger and still some now. I blow a father and son. Separately. One knows the other doesn't. My ex gf had an older and younger brother. She never knew that I played with her two brothers. Or how many times we made out 5 mins after I sucked one or both of her brothers. lol And still do. I just sucked off two older 50's brothers. Same room one at a time.

I've never in the past paid someone for sex. And it's something I've never thought of myself doing. I get enough dick, that paying for it has never crossed my mind. But, today as I was checking out Craigslist ads, I came across an ad from a 26 year old black guy that was looking for a cocksucker and bottom to take his dick. Normally, if I see the words "generous" "roses", etc. I won't respond to the ads. There were none of those types of words in his ad to tip me off. So, I replied that I would love to suck him and have him fuck me. The pics of his body, chest and cock that he posted were amazing. I included some of my pics in my reply and waited to hear back from him. Just a few minutes later, I got his reply. He said he liked my pics and wanted to fuck me. COOL! A few more back and forth emails, then he dropped the bomb. "Are you generous, Daddy?". Shit! I should have known. Of course a young, good looking, big dicked, stud of a young man like him would be wanting money from me. "Sorry, not my thing", I replied. "Too bad", came the reply. "For $150 bucks, my bbc would feel nice in your daddy ass." I didn't reply. It's a pretty common thing on Craigslist here in Las Vegas for the ads to be from "professionals". I'd stumbled on the trap, that I'm usually smart enough to avoid. About an hour went by, when this black stud sent another email. "You sure you don't want my cock in you?" He attached more pics of his cock. And a few pics of his dick sliding into some white holes. Damn!! I would love to feel him in me. But, not going to pay for it. I replied back to him. "I'd love your dick in me. But, I only fuck raw. Without a raw dick. AND without a load of cum in me, I'm not interested." Normally a demand like that, shuts them up. Most of the professional boys work with condoms. And very few, except the very high priced, exclusive, porn star hustlers will produce a load of cum. Hell, they're turning tricks all day. No way they can cum that many times. They're usually just pretty good actors at sounding legitimate when having a fake orgasm. Anyway, he wrote back, "OK. I'll fuck you raw. And I'll cum in your ass for $200." DAMN! This guy was tempting me to do something I'd never thought of doing. I kept looking at his amazing pics. Imagining how good his rock hard, huge, youthful, black cock would feel fucking me. I had a Christmas Bonus in my wallet. Do I want to blow most of it on what may be a real rip off? I've had a few friends that have used hustlers before. Some had good experiences. But some felt completely ripped off. Finally, my lust for his bbc inside me, weakened my resistance. "Yeah. I want you to seed my ass. Where are you hosting? Can you fuck me at 1pm today? He quickly shot me back his hotel name and room number at one of the big, fancy hotels on the Strip. And I replied that I'd be there. I douched, showered and got in my car. Making the 25 minute drive to his hotel on the LV Strip. It took another 15 minutes to park and walk through the giant casino to his room. I knocked on the door. Still apprehensive about this whole thing. He opened the door. Standing before me was this drop dead gorgeous, young, black God. He was close to 6ft tall. Perhaps 175lbs. His face was youthful, but masculine. He was wearing basketball shorts and a wifebeater tee that showed off his muscular chest and arms. He flashed me a very sincere, welcoming smile. He said "Come on in. Glad you made it. I'm Brian". He extended his hand. As we shook, he pulled me into the room. Closed the door behind him. Locked it and gave me a deep, wet kiss. Still holding my hand, he walked us to the sofa on the opposite side of the room. Next to the floor to ceiling windows that had a gorgeous view of the LV Strip. We sat on the sofa and kissed some more. Brian's a damn good kisser. As we kissed, he began to unbutton my shirt. I did the same to him. We were getting right down to business. Then he stood. Took hold of my hand and pulled me up alongside him. He unbuckled my belt and reached in my briefs to feel my hardening cock. I pulled open the waistband on his shorts and did the same to him. Even soft, it felt like quite a monster in there. Once we were both naked, he guided me to the bed. He had lube, poppers, hand towels all laid out on the bedside table. He kissed me again as we fell back onto the bed. Brian then took hold of the back of my head and guided it to his cock. I began to suck on him. Little, by little it hardened in my mouth. Once he was fully hard, I sucked on his balls for a few moments. Then we switched positions. And Brian began to suck on my cock. He sucked my balls for a bit, then lifted my legs and began to eat my ass. He had me squirming and squealing like a pig. I was begging him to fuck me. He guided me to get on my hands and knees. I asked for the poppers. He handed them to me and I began to take deep drags on them. I was going to need them to accommodate his large cock. As I was sniffing on poppers, Brian was lubing up my ass and his cock. Then he knelt behind me and began to press up inside me. He was young, but a real pro at fucking. He took his time sliding up into me. Letting me slowly adjust to it, before pressing in further. Once I had finally relaxed enough, he began to fuck me. He started off slowly, with long, slow, deep thrusts. But built up speed and depth as he fucked. Soon he was slamming in hard. And I was begging for it. This kid had great instincts. He reached under me and began to pinch and squeeze my nipples as he fucked me. Nothing makes me hornier than having my tits tweaked. Though it didn't seem rushed, it didn't take long before he began to growl and grunt. He slammed hard and deep in me, held it there and then yelled out, "I'm cumming..." His giant, bbc had been rubbing against my prostate as he had been fucking me and as he shook in orgasm, my body also began to quiver and shake as I experienced my own orgasm and I shot my own load onto his white, hotel sheets. He pulled out of me and dropped onto the mattress. I cuddled up alongside him and gently kissed this bronze God on his lips as we both caught our breath. We gently kissed for a couple of moments, then he hopped off the bed and went into the bathroom. I could hear water in the sink running as he cleaned off his dick. I dressed and pulled $250 from my wallet and left the bills on the dresser for him. He deserved the extra $50. He stood in the doorway of the bathroom. As I gave him one last kiss of thanks. And I headed back to my car. No doubt, he'd have some other dude up in his bed within the half hour. I wondered how many guys he was fucking each day? Not a bad gig, when you can make a Vegas Holiday Weekend into a "Paid Vacation". As I drove home, I could feel some of his cum sliding out of my ass. When I got out of my car in my garage, there was a large wet spot on my cloth car seat. I went in the house and expelled the rest of his cum into my toilet. Damn! He had put quite a large load into me. I must have been his first fuck of the day. He definitely didn't "fake it", like I had heard so many reports of the rentb-ys doing. While I don't have any intentions of paying for it, anytime too soon. It was a good fuck. I wish it had lasted a bit longer. But he felt great fucking me. And he got me off, with just his fucking. What more can I ask for? By the time I got back onto Craigslist, he had a new ad up and running. The thought crossed my mind, that it would be interesting to just sit at the end of his hotel hallway and count the numbers of guys going in and out of his room all day and night. I have no doubt he's making quite a hauling this weekend. Oh, to be young and hung!

When my uncle went on deployment, I was 20 and looking for trouble. My cousin, or his step-son (a few years older and effortlessly charming) became my partner in crime. I was his permanent designated driver, steering us through nights of drinking and back-road shenanigans. But the real action happened when the engine cut off. In the quiet, alcohol-soaked haze of the early mornings, the "pal" act would drop. He’d get needy and aggressive in the passenger seat or back at his place, and I was more than happy to oblige swallowing his loads. We’d spend the night tangled together, only to wake up and play it perfectly cool the next morning like nothing had ever touched us. My aunt would make us breakfast or we'd go about our business. Everything changed when my uncle finally touched down. He came back with a feral, high-testosterone energy like a dog in heat, constantly on the prowl. I could feel his eyes on me from the moment he walked through the door, tracking me with a heavy, unspoken intent. One night, the house was quiet. My cousin had headed out on an errand, leaving me alone with my uncle while he sat back getting stoned. The air was thick with smoke and a sudden, sharp electricity. He didn't waste time with small talk. He just leaned back, exposed himself, and gave me a look that wasn't a question... it was an order. "Slobber on it," he muttered through a cloud of smoke. I dropped to my knees, the thrill of the [banned word] hitting me harder than the contact. I worked on him while he watched me, totally unfazed, until he’d had enough. He pulled me up, took exactly what he wanted with a rough, focused intensity, popping open my boy hole then slapped my butt and told me to wash up with a dismissive smirk. The "shenanigans" of the summer had officially leveled up.

Met up with this hung daddy today ho’s sexy AF. He’s trim, fit, huge cock and got a pair of big balls. Hit him up on sniffles and met on a dead end secluded street and fucked in the back seat of my super duty truck. He pushed in hard and deep in one go and my hole was on fire. I didn’t have any poppers to help relax my ass, but I countered his penetrations by relaxing my ass lips to open up for him fully. He was fucking me so hard and deep, got all the way past my second hole and let out the must animalistic moan while he unloaded inside me. I felt every pulse and felt the hot stream of cum entering me. I’m hungry for more cock. Maybe get some at the gym today.

36 year old Horny [banned word] living in south etobicoke. More of a top but absolutely love sucking cock and the taste of swall. I just want to whore out with like minded guys

This is a true story and took place last Friday. I’d partied in the past and I’ve been sober for 5 years. Lately I’ve been wanting to party again. Here’s where we begin… So I decided to scratch that itch last Friday. I was sitting at home drinking watching some porn and mostly chatting with guys on Sniffies. I get a message from this hot hairy daddy I’ve been talking with for a while now that he wanted to fuck. We exchanged our kinks, what we’re looking for etc… He then asked if I partied, I admitting that it’s been years but have been feeling that itch. An hour later I find myself getting out of my Uber and knocking at his front door. Holy shit, I was not prepared for the man that meet me. His pics didn’t do him justice he was hotter in person. I noticed his basketball shorts tenting, I walk in close the door and drop to my knees and start servicing his thick uncut cock. After a couple of minutes he pulls me up, and we start making out. He pulls back and directs me to the bedroom. I walk in to find a sling and fuck bench. I knew this was going to be a fun night. He walks over to a bubbler and those wispy white clouds begin to fill the bulb. He takes a hit and pulls me closer, I’d instinctively opened my mouth and he shotgunned that magical smoke into my lungs. I didn’t immediately feel anything but kept smoking at his encouragement. My body begins to warm, my head begins to lighten and my cock and hole begin to twitch. He notices and asks if I wanted to get in the sling. I eagerly agree and he starts ravenously eating my hole. Soon I feel a finger sliding in as he licks around my hole and balls. He begins pulling it out then back in, and my hole responds opening up. I feel another finger and he resumes working my hole for a while and I feel the familiar burning of a rock….. fuuuucccckkkkkkk He stands and puts that beautifully thick uncut cock against my hole and pushes in. He’s buried balls deep in me and starts long dicking me. I’m fortunate I’m one of the guys who gets rock hard when he parties and I’m soon oozing precum. He see’s my puddle of precum on my belly and starts feeding it to me. I’m in pig heaven. We fuck for what felt like minutes but was closer to an hour. We both agree to take a break to smoke, rehydrate, etc… He asks if I’d ever slammed. It’d been 5 years since I’ve ridden that ride, and I eagerly agree; he grins and he asks me how much I want. The inner dialogue in my mind was like this the last one I did was five years ago and it was strong, I was a complete slut, I have Monday off for the holiday and a zoom meeting on Tuesday, and I rattled off .4. He asks if I wanted to invite some guys over and I began to hunt while he mixed the rigs. I talked with some but nothing was concrete. A few minutes later he comes back in with 4 points and some swabs. I fall to my knees and work his cock and balls for all I’m worth till he’s rock hard again. He ask’s where I want it nodding towards the bed then the sling. I hop in the sling and he hops in me burying himself again balls deep. I extend my arm and feel the tourniquet wrap around my bicep, my veins begging to feel that familiar pinch. I closely watched as he found a vein and draws back finding a register. He asks me, “you ready to blast off” and I eagerly say yes. As soon as he pulls the tourniquet I’m blasted off into the stratosphere my ears ringing, my eyes dancing about unable to focus, my holes on fire, and soon begin to violently cough followed with fucking yes, fucking use me, use me hard, you feel so good inside me, fuck yeah… While I was lost in my rush, I hear him getting his cough on, and he bellows fuckkkkkk and begins earnestly fucking my hole. I’m in pig heaven he’s jackhammering away at my hole while I work his nips. He’s encouraging me calling me a slampig, that I’m just a hole, a whore for cock and cum. I eagerly agree begging him to fucking use me. Use my holes. Whore me out. When suddenly I hear a couple of coughs in the distance.

Part I I wasn’t always a piece of garbage. I once had been brought up in a nice conservative, middle class household and was track for a college career and a nice job someday into the future, but being a true-born trashy Asian slut I couldn’t resist the temptation of the pipe. It started out with weed, buying by the gram and smoking out of a bowl, escalated to buying ounces and taking monster hits out of grav bongs, then I would hop in my car, recklessly drive to a stranger’s house, and let him fuck me. Anything to get some dick, I didn’t care who it was, but I liked daddies and middle-aged men the most. Daddies are so much hornier, the way they touch your skin with their coarse, hungry hands. Then one day I was smoking with a 42-year-old daddy before we fucked. He was a big guy, about 5’11”, a little guido-looking with his hair gelled up, deep spray tan, gigantic muscles, and shades. He was wearing a tight black wife-beater, tight white pants, and flip flops. He pulled out a glass pipe and asked, “You into T?” “What’s that?” I asked, ready to try any drug he was about to offer. “Ever heard of crystal meth?” he asked, raising his eyebrows and shaking a little bag of white shards in front of me. I stared at it hungrily. I had tried molly and ecstasy before, but meth was a trashy drug, a drug I pictured wasted, twisted lowlifes smoke in trailers. I had never known it was even around in the area. “Hell yeah,” I responded. I was already high as I ever was, barely able to respond to his questions, but I snorted a line of coke a few minutes ago and was wide awake. My breaths were getting heavy and slow and I was getting tingly sensations all over my body. Hell I was horny. He took a small straw and measured out a few small crystals into the pipe. Little did I know how much and how potent those few shards actually turned out to be. Daddy showed me the ropes. “Here, hold the pipe to your lips and just tilt it sideways. I’m going to light and wait for the crystals to swirl around in the bowl. I’ll tell you when to start sucking.” He lit the lighter and held the flame just below the bowl. A few seconds passed and swirls start forming, getting thicker, until the bowl was a cloud of smoke so thick it was almost yellow. “Suck slowly, let it stream in through your mouth,” he instructed. I let the smoke trickle into my body, but it didn’t stop. The thick white smoke wasn’t thinning, so I sucked just a little bit harder. A rush of chemicals (it smelled like it) smacked me, but he gently held my face and told me to stay on the pipe. I sucked, and just coughed the T out of my nostrils. Finally, I left the pipe and sprayed the room with a brilliant cloud of thick white smoke that hung over our heads. “Fuck yeah, you cheap cunt,” Daddy growled. “You’re gonna get tweaked out tonight.” He himself took a small hit. He was saving it for me. He had plans for me. I took four more big hits, then he repacked the bowl and torched it, casually sucking in more smoke than I imagined possible. He grabbed me by the hair, pulled my lips to his, and shot gunned it into me. My head was spinning from the weed and the meth, and my skin felt like my whole body was meant to be penetrated in any way possible. I was unbearably horny. I had worn tight denim shorts that sagged below my g-string and a spaghetti strap cropped to my chest to reveal a small 4-pack. “Feeling good?” he asked. “Feeling dirty,” I purred. I crawled onto his bed dangled my head over the side. Guido Dad didn’t take off his pants, simply unzipping the fly to unleash a massive 8 inch meat rod with a giant thick head. I had prepared for this, with a painfully large butt plug crammed in my ass on the drive here. “You ready for this? My little slut?” He lit up a cigarette and slid his cock down my throat. It slid clumsily over my tongue, far too big for my mouth. The head was larger than a large strawberry. He pulled my mouth open and went deeper, resting the head until it just tickled the back of my throat. I slurped my tongue frantically along the top, trying to lick at the delicious head. He grabbed the sides of my face and slowly fucked me as I slurped his dick. It ached my jaws, but it was worth it. It smelled like his musk, and there was a light amount of hair around the base of his dick. After a few moments he would take out his dick and pour some water down my throat; my mouth was getting dry from the high. My mind was blown, the meth had opened up a nirvana for me while Guido Dad’s dick was pounding my throat and face until I gagged and spluttered thick globs of saliva over my face. This was what I was meant to do. I thought I had no purpose in life, but this was it. He pulled his dick out of my mouth and fed me a little more water. By now his dick was slobbering wet and drooping threads of saliva over my face. He smelled of fresh cigarettes, it was incredibly sexy. The room was spinning as I lay there panting, my face covered in his sweaty hairy balls. My face and chest felt hot and my heart was pounding quickly. “Fuck you, you’re just a hole, aren’t you?” He grumbled. “You live at home with Mommy and Daddy, boy?” “No,” I gasped, globs of spit flowing from my open mouth, down to my cheeks, and sticking onto his balls. “Good, cuz you’re not gonna see them for a while. I have bigger plans for you,” he grunted. He looked so hot in that wife beater. His face looked sadistic, like he was taking pleasure in seeing how much he’s degraded me with just ten minutes of deep throat. “I’m not gonna let some hungry nineteen-year-old pussy go to waste like this.” I was OK with that. I was ready to sign myself over to him to be his whore, his property that he can use and rent, a place where he dumps his loads. His dick was now rock hard, a magnificent club of meat, a deadly sperm gun. He emptied his little bag into his silicon lube, shook it up, and started liberally applying it to my hole along with motor oil. “After I fuck this trashy little butt, I’m going to make a few bucks off of you,” he grunted. “But I’m not going to do it without your consent. If you want me to be your pimp daddy, it’s for life until I’m done with that hole. If you agree to this, there’s no turning back. I own you, and I’ll drug you up with meth, pot, poppers, and crack everyday, and you will serve any man who needs a pussy. I’ll make sure you’re black-out high every minute you’re awake. I’ll have you gangbanged in motel rooms, take a quick load in a public bathroom, tied up in bathhouses, maybe even parties here. You are a worthless, trashy, tweaked up cumdump, and you know it. So what do you say?” My head was spinning, and the moments between blinks started feeling very long. Holy shit, I was flying. “Hell yeah,” I moaned through my sloppy wetness. He grinned like a devil. This guy was a bad man, alright, but everything he said was true. I knew why I was put on this earth now, and he was going to guide me to my ultimate goal: to just be a fuckhole, that is what boys are meant to do for men, and that is all I’m worth. “Before I wreck that little slit permanently, I’m gonna reward you for your answer,” he said. He reached into his drawer and pulled out a dirty sock and a bottle of Maximum Impact, sprayed it, and slammed it over my face. A rush of chemicals was flooding into my system, and all of a sudden there was nothing. I ass was on fire, desperate for cock, and I moaned under the sock as the impact continued to attack me, funneling sluttiness into my blood. I had blacked out and my eyes stared into nothingness as Guido Dad removed the sock, and I could barely hear I was so tweaked out and fucked up. I could see him prepare a syringe above my head, but the room was spinning so fast, I couldn’t focus on it. I felt a sudden tightness on my arm. “Flex,” he commanded, and I responded, and he tied a belt around my bicep. I heard him moving around me and slowly inserted the needle into a large vein. I felt the prick, but my body was so relaxed I didn’t even react. I felt it take back some blood, then go deeper, deeper, deeper...

Puuli’s Introduction to Sexual Servitude Paulie awoke and it took him a minute to come to the realization that he was here, in the trailer, somewhere in n the middle of the Appalachians. Behind him, he heard Papi snoring, but as he tried to slip out of bed, the big man, his owner and master, put his long arm out and pulled him in tight. Even asleep, the big thick cock was hard , nestled in the crack of Pauli’s perfect, shapely, generously globed ass. Pauli could feel the lean muscle of Papi’s arms and perfect pecs, and the washboard abs he found so sexy. Pauli sighed, and blew out his breath upward, making the light blonde curls—Papi kept Pauli’s hair a bit long, so he could use it as reigns as he pounded the small blonde’s hole all around the old trailer, across the yard, or in the modern dungeon and bedroom in the underground compound concealed by the big, run-down, barn. Pauli hated that he found Papi insanely attractive. He hated the way one look at the man’s monster 10 inch cock, made his own little five incher jump, how it made him want to put his feet in the air and pull his boypussy apart and beg for it. And Pauli hated that Papi made him do just that—he’d fill Pauli’s hole with some of the meth his gang sold, and then act like nothing was up, cleaning one of his many weapons with those muscular thighs parted until, in his desperation, Pauli would crawl on his hands and knees between them, staring at the cock, and beg: “Papi, please, let me suck it, make it so hard, fuck me, please papi.” Pauli had not come to Papi willingly, but now he would never leave willingly. He couldn’t. He was addicted. Not just to the constant supply of chems, but to the Cock. The ten-inch, uncut, rock-hard ugly monster that was thicker than both of his wrists put together. He spent nearly every waking moment pleasuring Papi’s cock with his boypussy or his mouthpussy. And when he wasn’t, he was either pleasuring some other cruel man’s massive cock or dreaming of Papi—his big hands slapping his face, spanking his little bubble butt, punching his stomach or his asshole, how the muscles of his arms flexed and dripped with sweat when he beat Paulie with his belt or a wide leather strap. And Papi was the definition of insatiable—he came inside Pauli’s ass or mouth at a minimum of two times per day, often three, and very often five or six times. No, Paulie could get meth most anywhere, but there was only one Papi and only his big, fat, cruel Latino cock. He’d come to be a slave here because his deadbeat mother owed the gang money, and given the choices of whoring herself out or trading away her eldest son, she of course, chose herself. Before the transaction could be completed, though, the men had taken Pauli into the bathroom and forced him to strip. When he tried to resist, one of them slapped him hard across the face and then they tore off his clothes. One of them walked around him while a deep, accented voice directed him and his friend, who was manipulating Pauli like he was some sex doll. “Stand back and slowly walk around so I can see all of him.” “Lift up the little cock so I can see his balls.” “Let me see his hole. He a virgin? Check for me.” At this last one the big Latino who was handling him slicked up a finger with spit and rammed it in. Pauli cried out and the big man clamped his hand around Pauli’s mouth. “Sure seems like it. Ain’t seen a ho this tight since my last little bitch on the inside,” the big man said. A minute later Pauli groaned with relief as the big finger left the his hole. The voice on the phone spoke again, “Have Jose bring the boy to me. And if he’s not still a virgin when I get here I will personally cut off the balls and dick of whoever touched him and feed it to him while you all watch,you feel me?” “Yes boss. But can we use his mouth?” “Yes, you and two and Jose would save me some time in breaking him in,” the voice said, “But I don’t want him to get here and look a mess from you hitting him too hard.” Pauli was in shock, and it didn’t resist when the men swiftly gagged and blinded him and cuffed his wrists behind his back. He heard one of the men finalizing the deal with his mom and then cool air as they hustled them out the side door of their run-down house and into some sort of vehicle. He thought he was in the back of an SUV, but he couldn’t move—they’d cuffed him with his arms and legs in an X lying on his back. The next couple of days were a blur. At first he was in some sort of old warehouse, locked in a small room. It had a small cot, a sink and a toilet. They always left a bottle of water for him. Every morning they gave him a sandwich and another water and some vitamins. In the afternoon, the men would come and he would suck them off. If he resisted, hard slaps and belly punches were given until he’d obey. They were pleased to see that he wasn’t a complete novice, and on the second day (he thought) when he’d started cooperated they filmed him and sent it to their boss. Finally the next morning, Jose appeared to drive him to meet the boss. The man was a Dominican giant with a very fat, 9 inch black cock. Pauli tried to service him, but he couldn’t get much in his mouth. So Jasper fixed his wrists and neck in place, put in a mouth spreader, and fucked and fucked Pauli’s mouth until he came. He then forced Pauli to take his first ever load of piss. Pauli had a really hard time with this, and Jose just laughed “The boss wants me to prepare you for some of your daily chores so you’ll fucking learn. You’ll see.” The trip took about two and half days. Pauli remained in the back of the van, cuffed and blindfolded. Instead of taking proper pit stops, he found remote roads in isololated areas and then laughed as Pauli did his business. At every stop, Pauli was bound and using a urinal gag, Jose made him drink his piss. For each of the two nights, they’d stay in some cheap hotel, and he’d bathe Pauli and then Pauli spent at least a couple of hours receiving stern guidance on blow job technique and pleasuring a top man’s asshole. “We’re here slut,” Jose said. Pauli was groggy—he’d been dosing in the dark van, so bored sleep that seemed preferable—and he blinked his eyes open. The blindfold was already off and the sunshine was bright. “Hey boss,” Jasper called, “Brought your new property, like you asked.” A few minutes later, a tall Latino, lean and very muscular came into view. The Boss was tall—probably 6’3”—and shirtless. He wasn’t built like a body builder, but reminded Pauli of something more dangerous, like a panther. His skin was a deep olive, and most of his torso and left arm were covered in ink. He had a narrow waist, and washboard abs. Following the clearly-defined v of his torso down, Pauli gulped. The bulge in his trousers was thick and very long, much longer than Jose, That was probably going to hurt. The Boss didn’t even glance at him. He embraced Jose, “He give you any trouble on the way?” Jose smiled, “Nah, he was a good boy. Isn’t great with his piss drinking, but a few more days with a urinal gag and he’ll be good. And he’s got a hot mouth. Natural-born faggot—I came in his mouth two to three times every night and he lapped it up like his whore mother’s milk.” Finally the Boss looked at him. He strode over, the big snake in his pants already starting to fill out, “That true, you born a faggot, boy?” The man’s masculinity was overwhelming, the smell of his sweat intoxicating. Pauli was speechless for a minute, and then the Boss started laughing, his big hand enveloping Pauli’s embarrassingly tiny and mortifying hard cock. “No need to answer that one, I got it right here.” Then the hand swiftly moved down, enclosing Pauli’s little balls in the big hand which crushed them, hard. Pauli screamed. The Boss just grinned. He spoke low and with menace, “When I ask you a question, you answer immediately. You will always says “sir” or “Papi” when addressing me. Is that clear, boy?” “Yes, sir,” Paulie replied, then he began to whine as the big man, his new Papi, squeezed his balls a little more. Papi circled the handcuffed boy, admiring his thin, pale body. Pauli had the defined abs and muscular legs of a California skateboarder—one of the few recreations he could afford—because of that, despite his twinks body he had a well-developed ass and good definition all over his middle and lower body. Touching the boys slender bicep, Papi said, “We’ll work on this body a bit, even you out. But I like a big ass and for a little white skater twink, you got a great butt.” He stood behind the boy, leaning down a bit , his big manly arms around the twinks neck. He started nibbling on Pauli’s right ear. Jose grinned, “Okay boss I will head out, looks like you’re going to be occupied.” Papi stopped nibbling. “I will wire you money for transit and expenses through our secure account.” He continued, “As I bonus for doing this, I texted you the address of a hot little former quarterback who’s one of my big earners. He’s a white boy who craves black and Latin cock. He’s all set up with party supplies and will keep you happy for as long as you like.” Jose grinned and started to thank his Boss, but Papi was already headed to the run-down barn, his big hands spanking the little white boy hard, making him squeal. When they got to the barn, Papi set Pauli down and pulled out a piss- and cum-stained pair of briefs. He tied them around Pauli’s eyes, and the crotch was over Pauli’s nose. The smell of the man’s sweat and piss was making Pauli incredibly horny, despite his anger and terror at being made a captive. The big Latino entered the barn, and closed the door. Pauli heard numbers being entered into a keypad and mechanical whirring. Seconds later Papi picked him up again and he felt them going down some stairs. The basement was cool, with well-filtered air. Papi walked him down what seemed like a hallway, a brief pause as another access code was entered, and he sat Pauli down on a padded floor and removed the blindfold. Papi immediately moved off to Pauli’s right and Pauli heard him rattling around in some drawers. Pauli looked around the room and was immediately scared. One wall was mirrored, with a sling (he knew the word from porn, of course) and then something else he knew to be a fuckbench. On the longer wall adjoining it was a big X shaped thing, like everything else it outfitted with restraints for hands and feet and other body parts. Next to the X there was a white peg board, with all kind of leather paddles, whips, straps, sets of ball gags and cuffs. He heard Papi laugh, “Keep turning, you are just getting to my favorite part.” Pauli turned and his eyes widen widened with alarm. The shorter wall opposite had shelves and shelves of butt toys of all shapes and sizes, from the merely large to horrifyingly gigantic. He recognized dildos and plugs from porn and from Twitter, but he had no idea what some of those things did. There were also all kinds of other devices—metal, rubber—which he had no idea what they were for. Suddenly he felt the big man behind him again and for the first time felt his huge naked cock pushed into his butt. “Don’t worry baby, Papi will go slow,” he whispered, “but you should know each those shelves is three toys deep.” The his voice turned stern, “And eventually you experience every single one of those instruments of pleasure and torture and will take every butt toy on that wall to the base. If you don’t,you will be punished. And then we will start again Is that clear, boy?” Pauli gulped, sweating, “Yes, Papi.” Papi grabbed a clear water bottle he’d had on the floor, filled it with orange liquid. He put the drinking tube in Pauli’s mouth and fed the boy several ounces of bitter, salty, orange Gatorade. Papi grinned, “Good boy. You’ll get used to the taste. Just a little GHB to help you relax.” He brought the boy over to the shower area and handcuffed him to a bar, facing a mirrror on one wall and spread his legs wide on a spreader bar. “I always like to see a boys face when I hurt them” Papi said, “Turns me the fuck on.” For the next 45 minutes, Papi administered larger and deeper enemas to Pauli. After the boy’s hole was clean deep inside—it didn’t take long beecause for the last 24 hours all he’d been allowed to eat was smoothies, semen, and piss. Then he started filling the boy up until his stomach bloated and pluggging his hole. He untied his hands and bound him tightly with his arms back, forcing his back to arch and the big enema visible across his little abs. Then Papi started punching the boy in the abs, making his stomach cramp and roil. Finally, he attached tight tit clamps to the boys erect nipples and punched again. After delivering six hard blow, he reached up and ripped the clamps off. Pauli screamed and convulsed and the plug and water came shooting out. Without saying a word, Papi began threading the sure shot deep in the boys guts filling the boys entire colon with even more water than before. The gorgeous little twinks stomach bulged and the cramps began before he pulled the house into the inner rectum and filled it so full the boy was shaking and groaning in pain. He then popped in an inflatable and blew it up just enough to make the boy groan. He quickly removed the spreader bar—it would get in the way of the coming fuck and hoisted the boy up so he was hanging from the ceiling by his wrists. He then walked over and grabbed a fully loaded point, with more than he usually gave a newbie. He wanted the boy begging for abuse sooner rather than later. Papi said in a low, matter-of—fact tone, “I own you. You are nothing but a set of holes, both always available for my cock, my cum, my piss, and my spit. Your body is just there to support your holes, and to provide me pleasure by hurting you.” With that last he reached out and grabbed Pauli’s mouth and kissed him roughly, then spitting in his mouth and all over his face. “Your master is goning to give you your first dose of Tina,” he said darkly, bringing the syringe up in his strong right arm, “I am going to show you your true nature, tonight, and every night for the rest of your life. You will experience sexual pleasure that you will find as addictive as the drug itself.” Papi stepped back and put the needle in his own arm, filling the vial with his blood. Then shaking it, he stepped forward and looked Pauli straight in the eye. “Beg me for the gift of my charged DNA, slave, beg me to make you poz.” Pauli at first didn’t speak, his eyes wide with fear and longing. And then he realized, in his heart of hearts he wanted nothing more than to submit to this dominant stud. He wanted to be used and abused, he wanted to experience what the young twinks in his favorite porn did when they were roughly fucked, and slapped around. He’d always wondered at their expression of pure bliss, even when they were getting treated like dirt. He looked Papi straight in the eyes and said, “Please, Papi, sir, my master, please use me as you see fit. Teach me to please your god-like body and your god-like cock.” Papi smiled. The boy seemed sincere but he was also rolling on some g. But no matter if the boy meant it—or even said it—Papi would use the boy. He walked up and held the needle to the boys vein, “Don’t move your head, or this will damage you.” He then expertly gave the boy a big shot of Tina mixed with his own charged blood, the boys eyes grew wide, and Papi barely got the needle out before he began to cough loudly. Within seconds he was truly begging, begging for the big cock to pierce his virgin butt. Papi walked behind the boy, greasing up his cock with Tina-laced lube. He went behind the boy and pulled the tight, round cheeks apart and ripped the buttplug from, the boys hole. Papi stood aside as water streamed out. The big Latino hosed the boy off and made sure any waste was down the drain. He stood in front of the boy, hanging now for, just his hands in the ceiling. Picked up his little muscular legs and lined up his cock. “This is going to be so much fun.” Papi sunk his big cock into Pauli slowly and surely. Pauli’s blue eyes grew wide, “Oh…owww…oh please, go slowly, please.” Papi grinned evilly and said, “No can do slut, this is my hole and I claim it.” Papi did stop when his huge swollen cockhead reached Pauli’s tender inner hole. He planned to fuck the boys outer hole first, opening him up, before teaching the boy about true deep fucking. Papi settled in for a nice long fuck, delivering slow strokes that just touched at the boys inner gate. Soon, the Tina began to set Pauli free, and his true bottom pig nature won out. Soon he was begging, “Please sir, please sir, harder. Use your hole, open my pussy.” Papi fucked and fucked, pounding the boy, changing his angles and stretching his new boycunt. He could famously fuck for a long, long time, having almost superhuman control over when he came. So he railed the boy for about 45 minutes, teaching the boy to grip his big rod tightly on the outstroke and looser on the instroke. If Pauli failed to do this, he got a hard slap to his face. Paul learned to open his mouth so Papi could spit in his mouth. Pauli was in heaven. The drugs made his ass so hungry and the man fucking him was a fantasy come true. He no longer cared he’d been sold by his mother, all he cared about was pleasing this Latino sex machine. Papi, for his part, decided he wanted to come. And there was no better place to do it then in his new slaves tight inner ring. Papi pulled his hips back quickly, his big cockhead leaving Pauli’s hole with a loud squelch. Pauli cried out, “NO, please, sir, don’t stop don’t stop.” Papi said nothing, just grinned, and then he snapped his hips forward, hard, skewing the boy until his giant cock was buried balls deep. Pauli screamed, eyes wide, as the thick ten inches sunk through his second hole. Papi grinned, and realized he’d hit the jackpot—the boys anus was on the short side, 6 inches, meaning the most sensitive part of his cock—the giant head, glans, and upper body—were buried four inches into the tight velvety smoothness of the lower sigmoid. “That, boy, is your second hole. That hole and all the other rings for the entire length of your colon belong to me and to anyone I whore you out to. Right now, I am taking just the first part of your second hole.” With that he pulled his cock out about five inches, exiting the second ring and then immediately slammed back in. “But all of your hole belongs to me, and you will give every single inch of your colon to me. Not all today, not all tomorrow, but little by little, week by week, I will claim your hole. All of it, shoulder deep.” Pauli knew he should be horrified, protesting, but he had to admit, the big warm cock felt amazing in him. It hurt like hell but he knew he deserved to be taken, to be used, it was his destiny. He could feel the drugs rewriting his brain, could feel his hole start to caress the massive cockhead, start to rekindle that primal need he had for a hard fuck. Papi felt it too—he was expecting it—and he smiled and said in a low voice, “Push out, like you are taking a dump , it will make it easier and let me fuck you deeper, then grip hard on the outstroke, show Papi’s cock you don’t want it to go.” And so for about 10 heavenly minutes, Papi raped Pauli’s virgin inner hole. The boy was so hot, Papi came long before he wanted, his toxic cum spurting ropes and ropes inside the boy. As he pulled out, he saw his cock was a little pink. Good, he’d convert the boy sooner if he bled. Papi loosened the boys bonds and Pauli collapsed on the floor. Without saying a word, Papi strode over to one of his big reclining thrones, that displayed his big cock and tight asshole for twinks to service. Settling in, he grabbed one of the freshly loaded pipes he had all around the room and began to light up. “Get over here slave, and clean my cock and worship daddy’s manly ass. Make it feel good or I will crop you little butt.” After alwardly crawling over to service his lord’s cock, Paulo tried. But he had trouble. Papi’s cock was massive and he was relatively inexperience. In response, his new master got up and held him up tightly by his throat and cropped his cock and balls, beating the boy hard until Pauli was in tears. Satisfied the boy knew how much pain he could give him, Papi dropped the boy who lay crumpled on the floor. He walked over to one his wall racks and grabbed a mouth spreader. When Pauli resisted, Papi growled and grabbed the crop. He leaned down and spread the boys cheeks and beat his sore asshole, delivering 15 stinging hard leather slaps to the tender, freshly-deflowered ring. After the first five, Pauli began to beg, saying he would try better. But Papi was merciless, counting down from 15, each strike harder than the last. Pauli was quivering and sobbing as Papi reinserted the ring and stretched the boys mouth so hard the boys jaw ached. Papi leaned back in his chair again, and using the boys mouth like a living fleshlight, began to pleasure himself with his new boys mouth. Pauli gagged and retched, but Papi in no way responded. The boy needed to learn that he wasn’t a person, he was a hole. Boring of this position, Papi stood and carried the boy—his face already covered in phlegm—and placed him with his head hanging over the edge of one of the little fuck beds. And then Papi really began to facefuck the little twink. Papi edged himself like this for probably 45 minutes. He figured the boy had probably passed out a few times from lack of air, but he just kept on fucking, delivering long brutal punching strokes deep into the boys throat. From time to time he’d punch or squeeze the boys little balls, enjoying the way screaming made his cock penetrate deeepr down the twinks slender throat. Keeping up a steady attack on the boys nuts, already starting to swell, Papi thrust deep into the boy’s gullet and came again, big ropes of cum filling the boy, who gurgled and gagged beneath the big Latin. Now Papi paused to catch his breath, his insatiable cock barely loosing any blood, and then he began to piss, moving his cock up so it rested on the boys tongue, loving the way the boys tongue involuntarily shuddered at the strong taste. Papi prolonged the piss as long as he could. Then wordlessly, he pulled out, and removed the mouth spreader from the boys mouth. He then threw the boy over onto his stomach on the bed and cuffed his hands behind his back. He walked over to the chair and grabbed his crop, and a big vial of Tina, and then grabbed the inflatable plug and some laced libe the boy had taken earlier. He walked over the boy, picked his head up, and said, “Open your mouth pussy.” When Pauli complied, Papi pushed his still semi-hard cock in all the way, sighing in blisss. He then leaned over—not carrying if it hurt the boys neck—and spread the boys checks and delivered five super cruel lashes of the crop to the little hole. Pauli screamed in pain—while it came out like a loud gurgle around Papi’s now rock hard cock—but again, that just allowed Papi’s fat ten inches to find deeper purchase. Papi selected several big rocks and pushed them into the boy hole, enjoying the sensation the boy’s throat caused as he shouted again from the paibain. Lining up the toy, he slide it home and began pumping. He pumped it just enough to fill the boy. Papi immediately yanked his cock out of the boy’s throat and walked backwards, seating himself in one of his big comfortable thrones, which placed his cock and ass—muscle cheeks wide open—in perfect position for his new little slave to worship with his mouth. Pointing down, Papi said, “Serve, slave bitch.” The boys eyes were alight with the dark desires fuedl by the Tina, and he struggled forward on his knees, looking with naked hunger at the big cock. As he moved forward to engulf it in his mouth, he was brutally slapped. “Not my cock. Serve my sweaty ass, bitch, get in there and clean it up.” About 30 minutes later, Pauli was as deep as his little, exhausted tongue could reach into his master’s hard ass. Saliva and phlegm from another brutal facefuck covered his sweet face, and Papi was using the boy’s mouth juice as lube as he enjoyed the boys abject service. Right, he thought, time to fuck. Abruptly standing up, he used his big feet to push the boys neck to the ground. “Get that fat ass up, arch your back, and keep your head on the ground.” He grabbed his vial of Tina but no lube—the boys thick phlegm should work fine. Standing behind the boy, he realized the big inflatable was still in. How had he forgot about that? Kneeling down and jacking his cock, he began to press on the pump bulb, enjoying Pauli’s increasingly desperate moans. Finally he achieved his goal. The little twinks hole couldn’t contain the huge thing and with shriek the boys asshole expelled the giant toy with a rush, spraying pink lube and cum everywhere. Pauli’s hole was already beginning to look it had been cunted, but Papi knew better: he hadn’t even begun to cunt the bitch. Picking out a nice rock from his vial, he pushed it into his piss slit. It burned a little, and he could feel the Tina. He smiled darkly, because he knew the boypussy he was gonna fuck would feel the burn more. With an expert hand he spread the boys cheeks with his left hand as his right hand lined up his preferred cuntimg tool, his dark monster cock, I’m the boys new cunt. Wordlessly he snapped his hips forward, mercilessly driving the cock in to the root. The boy was wordless for a second, and his back arched up even more as he brought his head of the floor to give a cry of anguish, but before that could happen, Papi had already pulled his cock already out and was delivering another cruel punch fuck, the huge rock still not dissolved and burning and scraping the full length of the boys ass a second time. Now Pauli paused, his cock throbbing as the boy cried out. “Fuuuck, burning hot poker, fat daddy cock fuck, hurts, burns, fucking tree trunk in my pussy.” Pauli grinned, gave a hard squeeze to his bladder knocking the rock off deep into the boys guts, tumbling a little burn of desire a little deeper. And then Papi began to fuck the boys second ring hard, jabbing his big tool into the burning hot space where the Tina dissolved, using it to spread the dissolving desire all around deep in the boys guts. Because he’d already come, he had even less trouble than usual extending this fuck, using the boys hole like he’d used a fleshjack to edge himself. But of course Papi had never had to use anything less than grade triple A live boypussy to edge himself. And so he fucked his new toy, changing positions every so often. He unbound the boys rest, and keeping his cock in place, he pushed the boy out flat, with one leg up, and fucked yet another deep place. Finally, when the boys legs were back to his ears, Papi pounding hi, at his deepest with his legs locked straight, fucking with his powerful abs and his body weight on his big arms Papi came again, his hot cum scalding the boy’s insides. Untold hours later—Papi hadn’t even bothered to look, but maybe 8 hours later—Papi’s hard throbbing cock was again buried deep into Pauli’s abused, loose hole. Pauli was prone beneath him, one leg up, and Papi’s upper body rested, turned at the only axis that mattered in Pauli’s head, where the cock that he worshiped entered his swollen hole. Papi moved slowly, savoring how every movement of his monster made the boy quiver. The boy was a mess. HIs nipples, swollen and sensitive from Papi’s sharp teeth, were pinched between the jagged points of a set of Papi’s most vicious titclamps. His gorgeous ass was bright red and purple, for he had been warmed up with the belt before taking the prison strap and then a three-tailed tawse. The cruel tips of the last one had shown Papi the new boys true nature. All night, as expected of a bottom slut, the boys small cock had been limp, drizzling precum and piss, but soft and shriveled. The minute the searing burn of the tawse hit his ass, Pauli had gotten rock hard. And then—and Papi had rarely seen this except on big masochistic muscle men—a slightly off-the-mark lash had wrapped itself between the boys checks, under his slightly upraise taint, and the tawse and struck the full length of the little hard cock, triggering a screaming, ecstatic orgasm for the twink. And finally they had ended up here, Pauli lost in a slow, rolling, wave of pleasure and pain. His entire focus was his hole and the cock that throbbed inside, and while he could feel the soreness of the welts and bruises on his back and ass, after his hole he felt his tits. He’d always had a sexual tie between his cock and his nipples, only able to come if he caressed his tits like a woman. But now the shifting stimulation as the pressure on them varied against the mat on the floor based on how much of Papi’s weight rested on him as the big cock slowly moved in and out of Pauli’s hole, stimulated both his hole and his sore cock, with its sizzling red tawse welt running the entire length of its underside. His only that was that he could be like this forever, sore, open and used, his entire mind and body mastered by the hunky Latino who fucked him like a delicate violin of pain and pleasure. Papi got up on his hands, grabbed the boys hip, and starting increasing his speed, pulling out and slamming in. Pauli was in agony, as the big cock punched his sore lips and drove deep into his colon. For about 10 minutes Papi continued this rough treatment, reminding the boy that he was nothing, that Papi ‘s cock was his lord and master. Then, lost in the ecstacy of the boys sore hole fluttering around his cock he allowed himself to come, shooting great burning ropes of his toxic seed, all up and down the quivering boys hole. Papi allowed himself a few moments rest, his weight wrapped around the boy. He stayed still, but the boy’s hole pulsed around his fat cock, as if it couldn’t decide if it hated the abuse or craved more. Papi smiled darkly. Lifting himself up on his arms, living his cock still buried tight in the boys soft, warm, velvet cunt, he grabbed the big vial and small plate he had set down earlier. He chose six big shards, each one bigger than the last, and set them in order on the plate. He then took a smaller vial of finely crushed powder and made a rather large pile next to the final shard. He lubed up his fingers and began to gently ,assuage the boys hole around his cock. At the same time, he slowly began to piss, giving the boy about one half of his bladder’s fill in his inner hole, and slid his cock out. He kept his right legged hooked over the boy, and used his free hand to position the smallest rock, and then slid it in. Using a single finger now, he rolled the little burning thing all aloud the boys inner ring. Pauli responded with a little cry but then his hole loosened slightly and he sighed in pleasure. Papi was very gently, soothing in his massage of the boypuss, and once the rock was absorbed into the bou, he grabbed the next one, and used two fingers to do the same. And so it went, Papi: rock, finger, absorb, massage, Pauli: cry out at the burn, coo in pleasure, open pussy. Papi prepared to pounce, positioning himself to straighten the boys legs and pin him down, he grabbed the largest rock, and slipped it in, then, turning his hand upright, he dumped the pile into his palm. Putting his fingers in the bird shape, he simultaneously drove his whole hand inside the hole and, with the other hand, straightened the boys left leg, and used his right leg to put himself on top of the boy, pinning him down. The boy was close to be open enough for fisting, but of course he wasn’t quite. A kinder man would have spent more time preparing the boy so the boy could give his hole. But Paulie needed to be taught that Master Papi took from Paulie, whether Pauli gave willingly or not. As the fist entered the boys ass, his boypussy ring shuddered in alarm, powerless to prevent the intrusion because it was just, oh so nearly stretched enough. The final result was brutal, total, control. Pauli was pinned from ankle to shoulder by the much larger man, his hole was filled—from rectum well into almost the second knuckle of the long hands in his second ring. The big shard had been pushed inside him deep into his second hole, burning a new path of dark, twisted desire deep within his ass. Pauli gave a hoarse cream, and his body was utterly rigid, his mouth gaping open in pain. It was not just the feeling of something enormous, bony, and hard jammed into his ass that was causing his body to react with shock and pain, it was the intense burn of the big shard the man was gently rolling around his inner space. Papi was utterly still, letting the boy realize how he’d been taken, then he leaned in and whispered darkly, “Who owns that pussy, slave?” Pauli struggled to speak, still lost in agony turning to hot desire, and finally croaked, “You, sir, you.” Papi waited several minutes, letting the huge dose of Tina take over the boy, and then he gently unfolded his hand, stretching the inner ring while depositing the big pile of finely crushed Tina into the boys hole as he began gently twisting his hand, distributing the a burning need. This time Pauli screamed—the crushed Tina was absorbed almost immediately, its burning hot and more intense. By this point the boy’s hole and received the equivalent of a massive slam. A fresh, intense sweat poured off him, and he began to quiver in sexual heat. He whined, and his hole begins to flutter around Papi’s hand. Papi return his hand to the bird shape and abruptly pulled out. Pauli cried out —he was still a bit sore, but complied immediately as Papi position him on his knees, head and arms resting flat against the floormat. Wordlessly, Papi slipped his hand back inside the boy. Again, there was a little moment when the ring tried to resist, but he went in fairly smoothly even as the boy cried out. Now, Papi began to gently fist, moving his hand around to make space. As soon as Pauli began to coo and push his little ass back, Papi changed tactics and abruptly pushed in slightly while cruelly stretching the boys inner ring. “You know why I love fisting, boy.” Papi mused idly, refolding his hand and returning to gently massaging the boypussy. “I can drive a boy wild, control him like a puppet, teach him who is master truly is.” And so Papi fisted his preciously-virgin 18-year old slave as the boy rode wave after wave of Tina-induced pleasure. Papi flipped him onto his back and got him in a sling, and gave him a bottle of poppers. The big Latino sex machine alternated between gently fisting the drove the boy crazy to hard stretching periods, making his hand bigger and bigger as he every so slowly pulled out. He didn’t go deep, and although he had periods of pulling out and pushing in, he didn’t teach the boy to be punched yet. Papi just enjoyed the abject surrender and submission on the boys face, a look he had seen on other young virgin twinks faces when he had deflowered them so totally—with slams, with his big cock, his cruel beatings, and then then final taking—fisting fucking the little sore boypussy right before it were really ready. Papi knew, the boy was now his, addicted to one person could take them on this hard, dark, journey. When Papi got bored with fisting, he fucked the boy, his big cock squelching in the loose, destroyed hole. He used dildos—none to long, but he paid no regard to how thick they were, patiently waiting as the boy groaned and his boypuss lips stretched thinner and thinner around the bigger and bigger toys. Papi was content for the boy to take just the head of the toys, letting the head just start to part the inner lips. Sometimes, though, he dropped a little shard in, alongside a tool with a particularly tapered head, and then as that kicked in, he’d have the boy do big, long, deep hits of poppers. On those time he would slide the dildo in, stretching the inner ring. Papi decided he did want to work the boys inner ring, he went back a half dozen sizes, dropped a pile of finely crushed Tina in, and as the boy began to quake, he pushed the toy in. He was gentle, but insistent, and soon all nine inches, a rigid toy a bit thicker than his cock times two, was buried in Pauli. This meant that not only was his second ring stretched, but areas that hadn’t been stretched in hours were forced open. Paulie lay there, panting, holding his legs wide, his face a mask of submission. Taking this as an open invitation, Papi slowly began to fuck the boy, building slowly in speed, wielding the hard thick toy with practiced expertise, moving the toy in new directions to stretch his inner ring and make more space. He kept at this for a good while, until the hole was good and loose. He lived his free hand by dipping it the tub of xlube he placed below the boy to catch the drips and overflowed, balled up his fist yanked the toy out and after the hole closed, he punched his fist in. Pauli cried out, his eyes wide with surprise and his body stuttered a minute as the colon began to accept the big fist. Papi stood still, smiling slightly, and let the boy’s body adjust. Once the hole had settled down, and he could see the hunger for it grow, he began to move his fist in and out, eventually pulling partially out to stretch the rectum and then pushing in on the second ring more insistently. Finally, satisfied the hole was loosening up, he collapsed his fist down in the bird shape and slid smoothly hot. Pauli was begging with his eyes, and Papi smiled. He balled his fist up and pushed in hard, collapsed his hand, pulled out, doing this over and over again. Pauli was a little wild minx, begging for abuse yet struggling, huffing on the poppers and groaning and crying out. After about 20 minutes Papi pushed the big fist in, collapse it, and pushed through the second ring. “I own this hole, don’t ever forget.” And Pauli just wordlessly stared, mouth open in a silent howl. As soon as the boy relaxed, Papi pulled out and repeated the sequence, hard square fist that turns into a collapsed bird shape before taking the boys second ring. Pauli was at first overwhelmed, with his mouth still agape and in a wordless howl. On the third deep punch, he shouted, “Fuuuuuuuuuck, Papi, fuuuuuuuck me.” And so fist and fuck his Papi did. For about 7 hours, Papi fisted his new boy. He was pleased the boy could take his punches so well. He didn’t try to take his balled fist through the boy second hole, but he loved to punch his outer hole. Then he would fuck the soft warm pussy, give it a big burning load of toxic sperm. load it with chempiss, and then start the gentle cycle of fisting up until he was hard punching the outer ring, sliding into a narrow bird shale to punch through the inner ring. He did this over and over, hour after hour, until the boy was a writhing mess. Finally, at the end of the last fisting cycle they ended up on the floor again, gently fucking, but this time Papi hand was wrapped around his big fat cock. Sometimes he pull his cock out, and just gently fist and stretch the boy, every motion sending painful delight through the boys cunt. Paulie was a goner, moaning softly, and then crying out when Papi would be a little aggressive and punch him a little harder. Hearing the boys cries, turned Papi on and he’d then slam his big cock in and fuck the boy a little harder. Papi. Used the boys sore swollen cuntlike a fleshlight, edging himself on, jacking his cock off inside, until after about 1.5 hour, seeing Pauli was beyond used up, Papi came again. He left the boy tied face down, spread eagle, masked and gagged, with a pussy full of chempiss and big pile of Tina, a big electric buttplug lodged inside. The buttplug played a program that started of gentle, rose to sharp jolt, harder and harder, and then ended with increasingly long periods of 1,2, 3, 4, and finally 5 long minutes of agonizing continuous burning electrical shock in his boy butt. After about an hour and a half, Papi came down and found the boy in a pool of sweat and his own piss. Reaching down, he took the boys mask off, disabled the program the program and set the thing on a low, throbbing pulse, He then grabbed a wide colllar that forced the boy to look up, put it on Pauli. Papi then grabbed some lube, a pipe and a comfortable chair and sit it where the boy could see. He then grabbed the controller and sat down and set the thing to max. He then set a timer for 10 minutes and sat and watched the boy suffer, screaming in agony as his new master jacked his big cock. Papi then got up and got a bigger control with a larger charged, changed it out, and amped it up to just one above previous and gave the boy another ten. He removed the gag, turned it up to 2 above the previous max, and set a timer for 15 minutes. As Pauli screamed and begged Papi brought himself to a resounding climax, catching it in his hand. Turning off the electro, the boy panting, with tears running down his cheeks, and Pauli desperately licked his Papi’s come, desperate for moisture. Seeing how dry the boy was, he gave the boy a load of piss, and for the first time the boy looked adoring at Papi, so great was his thirst. He picked the boy up—he couldn’t stand on his own, and suspended him in the shower. He gently watched him and then vigorously cleaned out his sore boypussy, his big insatiable cock rising again at the boy cries. He threaded the hose deep in the boy’s guts and fucked him again, enjoying the boys screams and feeling of water coming out of the boys hole as he fucked it in, until he came again. He finished cleaning the boy, gave him a Gatorade laced with relaxlents, and two sleeping pills. He tied the boy face down in the hard little bed, his arms spread. Drifting off with his little formerly-virgin boypuss stuffed tight with healing ointment and a rather large metal buttplug, Pauli was so exhausted he couldn’t think, laying there with his hole throbbing around the big plug. Finally, Pauli slipped into a deep deep dark sleep.

One of my favorite warm weather activities is going to a wooded cruising spot, pulling my pants just below my ass, facing against a tree, feeling a cool breeze on my waiting hole. Then hearing someone approach, feeling hands spread my ass and then cock head against my hole. He pushes in and fucks me. I feel his breath on the back of my neck as he fucks. He cums and pulls out, zips up and walks away. I have no idea who he was or what he looked like. I can't wait for summer!!

Oh Please please please tell us this is all part of Rick’s plan, and that the poz top at the ABS is also one of Rick and the Prof’s friends. If would be better still if the prof finds him there, or during the field trip takes him in to make sure Dan gets the ‘total’ experience of the area! Great writing @mancoco , as ever, thank you 🙂

Unfortunately none where I'm freshly fucked so this will have to do.

My neg hole

Oh wow! These last few posts have been so deliciously hot! I love ABS fun too! I am anxiously awaiting more!

Woke up with cum still in me from last night🥴 Was cumunion and took 4 loads. My first load and last load i didnt see the guys at all as I was blindfolded. Cumdump posted on sniffies he was also at cumunion with 11 loads in him and his room number so I swung by. Found him ass up and slide my pierced cock into that cum filled hole. Felt so good fucking him. Usually I dont usually cum from topping, but I felt my orgasm build and blew my DNA deep in his hole. I really only like fucking cumdumps, theyre the best😊

The last piece of Dan's poz puzzle is falling into place--Dan's desire/need to have Rick's DNA in him for a lifetime. Rick's work trip will just solidify this piece into Dan's mind and it will also give Dan time to either dispose of the remaining PeP pills or forgot about them. I am betting he will throw the pills away when he decides that his life going forward is with Rick and to become poz as well. With Rick' s absence, Dan's sex drive with turn toward the professor. The question is: how far will he go with the professor given his feelings toward Rick--as his first gay sex partner, and he already has indicated that he values Rick's opinion and approval. There's one thing that the professor can do for Dan--that is affirm Dan's attraction to men, and specifically older gay men. Looking forward to the next chapter and how Dan navigates his way through his sexuality and his poz journey. Thanks again, @mancocofor some awesome storytelling!

Always randoms over regulars to me. The more my body count rises into absolutely stupid numbers... The fucking better

Thinking about #4 on your top 5 list, I'd strongly discourage providing poppers, otherwise your friend is setting himself up for a lawsuit by the family of the first guy who pops a Cialis/VIagra on the way over and then gets poppered up to the point of death or injury on the Jungle Juiice he bought at the venue. I jumped out of a sling after too much popper use one time and went down like a pole-axed steer. Luckily I wasn't injured, but it's taking a big risk to be the provider of a potential cause of harm. Poppers and low blood pressure are a recipe for disaster. Your friend should also check out what existing ABS/Theaters in the PNW charge, and what the average patron count per week is, to gauge what the market will bear. Outfitting a place to the specs that you describe will require quite an investment.

Dear reader- This is my first foray into something like this. Please excuse any misspellings and/or punctuation errors. Grammar is not my strong suits...as you will soon find out. Also, though they have chapters, I don't really have any specific layout and am just doing it to make it easier to follow along...Please note that all of the dates, ages, names, actual connections have all been changed to allow this to be legal and avoid any issues. I am generalizing most of it. Also, if you have questions, feel free to dm me. Depending on the feedback, I get I may keep it more autobiographical or if interest is waning, I may take it elsewhere or just scrap the whole thing...Thanks for reading along... Chapter 1...The beginning or so I thought... Life has never been easy...from the first moment I can remember, I have been saddled with a real "bonafide" crazy mother from a large family that was way too young to get married to my father, but it was the early 70's in a religious latino household in New England. The only way to date or go out without a chaperone was to get married. So the story goes that they got married very quickly, she was 15 and he was 20. So naive that when my dad took my mom to get on the pill...surprise he had already stuffed that oven. Ooooppps! Strike 1- Dad wanted to fuck his wife, not be a dad...doesn't want to be saddled down with a kid Strike 2- Crazy accident left my dad paralyzed from waist down Strike 3-Mom and dad still in teens all they want to do is fuck but can't so they turn to...you guessed it good ole religion! And of course one of the most strict... Fast forward quite a bit of time, maybe decades...Parents relocated to sunny Florida...soon my mom's siblings start bringing their families to visit. All my cousins are girls except for 1 ... my downfall... --Sorry I ran out of time but wanted to post...Let me know if interested in more of the story. I know its a slow start but I am trying to figure it out as I type...

Just an hour ago, I met one of my regular partners. He's bisexual, married, and a 40-year-old active Indian. Since we both don't have possibilty to meet at home, we met in one of the apartments I'm renovating. He was very horny because his wife is sick and they're not having sex, and he had a 10-day load fot me. We arranged to meet at the apartment, and he asked if I could wear a thong because it turns him on. He doesn't have a very big cock and isn't a great fucker, but I enjoy meeting him because he's always very horny on my ass. I opened the door for him, and we went to an empty room. We kissed on a chair for a while. Then I sucked his cock for literally 30 seconds, and he told me to lie down. he put his cock in me and after almost 10 seconds he ejaculated in my ass.

While regular FBs have their place, nothing beats the novelty of new random hookup. If I'm lucky I will get to learn something new.

Love both but there is something about random hookups especially in public that is a turn on for me

i find it all depends on my mood. somedays i really get off on the whole unknown aspect of a new stranger and it's very hot. other days i just can't w strangers. unknown people in my house, dweebs hosting in weirdo abodes, potentially bad in bed, etc ugh somedays the comfort and intimacy of a regular FB who knows how to push all your buttons just right is worth his weight in gold. other times i break up w them because i just can't w your nonsense anymore.

Just bottomed and took a load in my ass from some guy off of Sniffies. His profile was pretty lacking and he fucked me in a dark room. I sucked him for a few minutes in the beginning and then he mounted me and left.

A couple of months ago I met-up with a guy on Manhunt. He was a bottom, 20 years old, white, still even living at home, and between boyfriends. He wanted to get fucked, and was frantically horny. He said he was negative, and I assured him I was likewise. We discussed if we were going to go bareback or use a condom. He told me that he had only gone bareback once with his ex-boyfriend, so we would use a condom. He asked if that was ok, and I said “sure, that’s fine,” thinking I would blow him off. Then he asked if I came a lot and if I could cum more than once. Bingo - I saw an opportunity. I told him that I shoot a lot of cum even on my second or third round, but that if I used a condom I could only cum once because after the first time, that the rubber desensitized my dick so much I couldn’t stay hard. But, on the other hand, if I went bareback I could go for two or three rounds (which was actually true). He liked the idea of multiple rounds with me, explaining his former boyfriends had generally had had low sex drives, and, consequently, he was never particularly satisfied in his sexual encounters. In short, he was intrigued by the notion of a multi-cummer who could truly wear-out his hole. Weighing up his remarks, I figured he would probably be open to barebacking, so I invited him over, and told him to pick-up some condoms. He agreed, and took down my address. He showed up an hour later, and was clearly nervous, so we talked a bit while seated on the coach. As he gradually relaxed, I sensed it was time to down to business, so I slid closer to him, took his face in my hand, and began to kiss him. Man did the clothes fly! We were naked within minutes, exploring each other’s bodies with abandon. His cock was a respectable five or six inches, and his balls were drawn tight - presumably out of excitement. Naturally, my cock was turgid, and my big balls ready to deliver their four-day load as directed. Leading him to my bedroom, we maneuvered into a 69 position, each pleasuring the other. He did a decent job sucking my cock, although I was really too big for him, so he focused on stroking the shaft while sucking the head. I swallowed his cock and consecutively swallowed each of his balls as I played with his taint, sensing such as the best way of readying him. Eventually I flipped him over onto his belly and rimmed his bubble butt. For a generally smooth guy, he had an interestingly hairy ass. Fucking sweet! He damn near knocked me off in excitement. Apparently, no one had ever done it to him before. When his ass seemed amply relaxed, I climbed on top of him and rubbed my cock along his crack, showing him that I was ready to fuck him. His build was a lot smaller than mine, so I took command, wrapping my entire body around him, holding him in my arms, grinding my cock against his bubble ass. This turned him on, as I knew it would. This kid was a submissive, and wanted to be dominated by a man. A man he would get! He moaned, and then whispered the words I had been waiting to hear: "fuck me." Smiling with inward satisfaction, I grabbed some lube (which I had placed within arm’s reach) and greased up my bare cock. He didn’t offer-up a condom, and frankly I don’t know if he even had them. I slowly slid my cock head into him, giving him a minute to adjust, as my cock is fairly large, and when the time seemed ripe, eased the entire shaft into his warm, wet, tight ass. I could feel his ass muscles alternately clench down and push back against me, impaling himself onto my raw cock. He was hardly inexperienced, even if generally unsatisfied with his partners. He had mentioned that, when most guys fuck him, they came in under a minute, and he hated as much because he never had time to get off. I could understand why the earlier tops had come so quickly: his ass was round and perfect, but I was determined to make the experience memorable for him, so I measured my strokes so that I wouldn’t blow too quickly. I wanted to convert him in more than one sense. Several times, as my breathing got heavy and I got close, he asked me if I was going to cum yet, and I told him “no, man, not yet - we’ll make it last,” slowing down to delay my orgasm. When I had regained control, I resumed pumping my bare cock in and out of his ass, keeping him pinned directly against the bed, so he couldn’t get to his own dick. Finally I let it go. My balls contracted, sperm shooting out of my raw cock into his ass, pumping him full of poz cum. I unloaded for perhaps 15 seconds, relishing in breeding him. He had no idea what he had taken, besides my cum, into his hole. As my orgasm subsided, I continued to slowly fuck his ass, while he just moaned, feeling my cum squishing around inside him. About 10 minutes later I rewarded him with another load of cum on top of my first one. Spent for at least a little while, I pulled out with a wet plopping sound, and kept him face down so my seed wouldn’t spill out of his ass. I stroked his hole, soothing it with gentle massaging, as we talked for about half hour, and I worked my cock. In due course, my cock regained turgidity, and I had him reposition himself doggy style, mounting his ass again, barebacking fucking him from behind. This time, however, I allowed him to jack his dick. After ten minutes or so, he asked if I was close. I was and said as much, to which he replied "I want to taste it this time." I replied “Nah - this one’s also for your hole. You can eat my fourth load,” whereupon I blew inside his butt, notwithstanding his request. His ass was made for breeding, and I wanted to make sure it was done to completion. As I came, he shot his load onto the bed and collapsed on his stomach, with me on his back. I continued to pump his ass slowly, and him if he wanted my fourth load, but he was exhausted, and truth be known, so was I. He got all mushy and clingy then, wanting to hang out and talk, but I cut him short saying I had to run. I also wanted to get him out the door before he asked to use the bathroom, thus giving my poz cum the time it would need to work its way into his body. Notwithstanding my seeming rudeness, he contacted me a few days later, wanting to get together for another session, but we never did. My work was done, and I knew was sure of as much when a few weeks later, while chatting on-line, he mentioned he had the flu, and wasn’t feeling well. I told him it was going around, and was sure he’d be better soon. Yeah, right! Welcome to the brother hood buddy!

Chapter 3 – The Sling Frank looked down on the teen prize before his eyes. He knelt down and licked the tip of the boy’s throbbing dick. He licked the boy’s smooth balls. He licked lower, under the balls. Frank ventured south until his tongue came in contact with the boy’s hole. He started to eat the boy hole out. The violation of his hole sent chills up the body of Xander. He had never known a feeling like this before. Frank was busy getting the boy’s hole nice and wet. He was tongue fucking the hole in no time at all. Frank pushed in his finger and was met with some resistance. F: Fuck your tight. You really are a virgin, aren’t you my son. I’m going to have fun filling you up with your little brothers and sisters swimmers from my balls to your tight hole. You’re not leaving this room until your good and knocked up. Frank went back to eating the boy hole out. He ate the boy out for what seemed like hours. When he was finally done, the hole was all dripping saliva. Frank went back to the night stand and pulled out some more supplies. He pulled out 2 needleless syringes. One was prepped with Tina silicone lube and the second a huge shard diluded in some lube. Frank pushed the first syringe into the boy and released the lube deep inside the boy. The second syringe was pushed inside the boy and was released at the same deep point. Xander started making a noise that vocalized his discomfort from the slight burn. He dared not speak any words at this point. F: Oh does that burn a little son? Well, I have some medicine that will make you feel all better. Frank reaches inside his baggie of Tina and pulls out a big shard. He places it at the entrance to the hole and pushes it in with his two fingers. The burn intensifies and Xander makes more noise. F: See isn’t that better? Doesn’t that make you feel so much better? Xander is obviously feeling discomfort but dares not go against his dad. He nods up and down to the question. His eyes watering back up. Frank grabs another shard and pushes it in the boy. F: I appreciate the gesture but this one is because you lied to me just now. I want you flying you big dumb bitch. I want that hole hungry and begging for my seed. The burning feeling is starting to subside and Xander is feeling like a cat in heat. His hole is literally twitching for attention. Frank still had his fingers inside the boy hole. he loves the feeling of a boy hole squeezing his fingers, almost as much as he loves the squeeze on his dick. He pulls out his fingers and replaces them with his dickhead. Frank pushes the head inside the tight hole. The feeling is amazing on his dick. Xander unclenches and the hole relaxes a little bit. Frank grabs the boy by the hips and slams his full 8.5 dick inside the boy in one push. Xander screams but this only intensifies the wonderful feeling that his dad is experiencing. F: Scream all you want son. This is happening whether you’re ready for it or not. So take my dick and love it. I wanna hear how loud you can be while I fuck you. Frank grabs the sling restraints and uses them as leverage. He starts jackhammering the poor boy. Xander has stopped screaming and its more of a crying now. Tears continue to fall from his eyes. X : Dad, please stop. It hurts. Frank is visibly disappointed. He pulls out and goes back to the little supply station he has set up next to the bed. He pulls out a cock ring and walks over to the boy. He puts the boy’s balls and dick through the cock ring and pushes it in place. F: Oh this isn’t just for looks. It’s of my own design. Just like your collar. So repeat what you just said to me. X : I don’t want to repeat it. F: Don’t make me have to make this a full on lesson. Repeat what you said. Xander looks at his dad in the eyes and low level cries out. X : Dad, please stop. It hurts. Frank holds up another remote and ZZZZap - sends a shock right to the boy’s balls. This makes the boy scream again. This time a hole octave higher. F: Remember, I can always make this hurt more than it needs to. I’m the man in charge you worthless piece of shit. The only reason you exist is to please me, take my cum and anything else I tell you to do. Is that fucking penetrating your sorry excuse of a head? Zzzzzzap to the balls. Again a scream echos in the room. F: I asked you a fucking question. Xander’s face is red and puffy from all his crying. He looks at his dad right in the eyes. X : I understand now, Dad. I’m your sex toy. I’m a hole only for your pleasure. Fuck me daddy. Please, I need your cum in my ass. F: Nice enthusiasm boy. Frank slams back into the boy’s hole. He returns to his jackhammer rhythm. The only sounds escaping the new bottom are muffled cries. After about 10 minutes of pounding, the boy’s cries finally start becoming moans. Frank is turned on by the fact that the boy has finally submitted and accepted the situation. He pulls out and kneels down. He spits on the asshole and shoves his dick back in. he pulls out and slams back in repeatedly. F: Yeah, now this hole is loose enough for my load. Frank slams into the whore in the sling. He pushes as far in as he can get and releases his swimmers inside his son. F: yeah, take it you fucking whore. Ahhhhhhhhhhh Frank somewhat collapses on the boy still in the sling. He takes a moment to catch his breath. He looks down at his son. Xander is covered in his own cum. Frank had totally missed it but his son shot his load at the same time as his dad. ZZZZZap to the collar. Xander moans loudly. F: I didn’t give you permission to cum yet. You have to earn that nut. I’ll let you off easy this time. Since you’re so new. Frank bends down and kisses his son on the lips. F: you’re such a hot fuck. I loved the crying. Remember that. It made my dick hard. Frank untied the boy from the sling and picked him off. He placed the boy down on the bed. He removed the cock ring and placed it with his other supplies. F: okay, go take a shower and clean yourself up. I want you back in here in 20 minutes ready to go for more. Don’t try to take the collar. I have the only key. It’s designed to go full charge if it is being tampered with. If you try to run for it, make sure you grab all your shit because you will never set a foot back inside this house again. You got that. Plus, I know you liked that shit. The tina helps with the horniness and taking dick, but you actually shot your load from my fucking you. Admit it, you love this shit. Anyway, it’s your decision. I would be back here in 20 minutes if I were in your position. Xander walked away to his room. He thought about trying to escape the nightmare. The reality of leaving sank in. He had absolutely nowhere to go to. He had no money or car or anything. At least here, he would be taken care of. It’s not like his dad is trying to kill him or anything. And the drugs are amazing. The sex was even feeling great towards the end. And he did shoot his largest load ever just a few minutes ago. Maybe there was something to staying. After all, it was his dad and his dad would never really hurt hurt him. He was just teaching him lessons afterall. If he behaved and did as he is told, then there should be no zaps. Xander rationalized his reasons for staying and jumped in the shower. He washed all the sweat and cum off of his teen body. He dried himself off and walked back to his dad’s room.

Chapter 2 – The Bedroom Xander followed his dad into a dimly lit room. There was porn playing on the tv. Xander noticed that the porn playing was gay porn with a man and a twink. He looked up to find his dad’s position in the room. H was now naked and was standing on the opposite end of the room by some sort of sex swing. Then Frank walked over to the bed and pat the space beside of him. Xandar took this as an indication to move over there quickly. His body was still jittery from his last shock. He sat right next to his dad on the king size bed. Frank reached over to a few items on the nightstand beside the bed. Xander looked over and saw a few clear pipes and and large bag of what looked like crystals. He had never seen Tina before but he knew it was drugs. There was a smaller bag of white powder that he instantly thought was cocaine. He would be wrong, as it was crushed up Tina in a fine powder. Frank loaded one of the pipes with a large shard. He grabbed the torch and put the pipe to his lips. He melted the shard and bounced the flame under the puddle. He let out a large cloud. F: Your turn. Okay you can talk freely for a moment. I will take it back but for now, I wanna hear what you have to think. Here you go. X : But I’ve never done drugs before. F: you and your friends smoke pot. It’s kinda the same. Instead of lighting the green on the top of the bowel, you are heating the bottom of the bowel to melt the puddle in the bowel. X : I don’t know if I can do it. What is it? F: It’s Tina. Don’t worry, it will make you feel nice and good. Maybe even a little horny. **evil grin**. Go ahead and try that shit out. it’s great stuff. Nothing but the best for my golden child son. Xander flicks the torch on and heats the puddle and it starts to form a whisp of white cloud. He puts the pipe to his mouth and rotates the pipe left and right. The torch turns off and Xander lets out a huge cloud. ZZZZZZZap X : why? F: You lying fuck. You hit that like you knew what you were doing. You’ve smoked before. No bullshit or I hit the button again. X : Okay, I may have taken a hit or two before but never more than that. F: Good boy. Hit it again. Xander reluctantly hits the pipe again. After his cloud escapes his mouth, he is bidden to hit it again. This time he needs to do a bigger cloud. He follows that hit with a cloud that put his previous attempt to shame. It was a glorious large white cloud. F: Very good boy. Now stand up and put your hands behind your back. Xander stood up and did as his dad commanded. His dad disappeared behind him. The next sound in the room was a pair of handcuffs being fastened on the boy. Frank put his hands on the boy’s waistband and pushed the boxers down. Instinctively, the boy went to cover his junk but the handcuffs kept him bound. Frank went down to the floor and removed the underwear from the boy’s feet. As he was eye level with the boy’s perky ass, he took the opportunity to lick the side of the boy’s bum. This sent chills down the boy’s spine. His dick sprang to life. Frank gave the boy a little love nibble on this left cheek that made the boy jump up. Frank got to his feet and seized the pipe. He refilled and melted another puddle. He hit the bowl and put his lips to his son’s lips. Xander had his lips held shut. Frank reached around and grabbed him by his hair. That made him open his mouth and Frank blew his first shotgun into the boy’s mouth. Frank repeated the shotguns until the bowl was empty again. He put down the pipe and started tweaking the boys nipples. With all the drugs in the boy’s system, his nipples were super sensitive now. with every flick and twist, his dick got harder and harder. He filled out to his full length of 7 inches. Frank pushed the boy to the bed. Xander had his back to the bed protecting his ass from more bites. This left his dick defenseless. Frank refilled the pipe and took his next hit. With this hit, he went down to his knees and engulfed the boy’s hard dick. He blew his cloud out as he started to suck him off. Xanders hormones were going a million miles a minute. His dick starting to leak precum. Frank loved the sweet sweet taste of the boy’s leaking dick. Xander was moaning. He had never had a blowjob before and definitely never while a blowjob while high. In that moment, it didn’t matter who was sucking him off, all that mattered was that it keep going. Frank pulled off and gave the boy another shotgun. This time he kept his lips to the boy’s lips and started making out with him. Xander could taste his own precum on his dad’s lips. He loved the taste too. And just when Xander thought he had arrived in heaven, his dad broke away. Frank stood back up and put his hands on his son’s shoulders. He lead him down to his knees. The boy’s head was at crotch level. Xander was starting to get lost in the Tina cloud that was his mind at present. He kept looking up at his dad and saying “more daddy” with his eyes. Xander’s eyes finally fell to the monster dick that was throbbing in front of him. His dad was showing off his full 8.5 inches. The boy just stared at the dick. ZZZZZZZZZZap F: Well, it ain’t gonna suck itself. Get on there boy. Open up. X : But I’m no… ZZZZZZap. F: I didn’t ask if you were queer. The Tina doesn’t care. I don’t care. My dick doesn’t care. I said open up! The boy didn’t need another zap, he opened up and opened up wide. He got a good start with getting about a third of it inside his mouth. It was painfully obvious that the boy had never sucked a dick before. Frank pulled his dick out of the boy’s mouth. ZZZZap. F: No teeth. Put your lips over your teeth. Frank rammed his dick back into the boy’s mouth. He was unprepared and gagged a bit. But that was Franks plan. He forced that thick saliva from the throat to come up to the mouth. He pushed back into the mouth slower and it glided. The thick saliva coated the dick and he was able to slip almost the entire length into the throat. F: if you bite down on me in your mouth, I will shock you unconscious and wake you up by smashing your balls with my heal. Got it?! Tears started to fall from Xander’s eyes. He just nodded as best he could with the monster dick in his mouth. Frank fucked his son’s mouth for a while. He knew the boy’s jaw must be getting tired so he gave him a break. He helped the boy to his feet. He uncuffed his hands and placed them in front of the boy before cuffing them again. Frank held up the remote again and watched as his son recoiled. F: Good boy. I think it’s time to put you in the sling. Before Xander even had a moment to think about what his dad just said, Frank picked the boy up and laid him down in the sling. He reached down and uncuffed the boy. Frank intentionally turned his back to the boy to take his time grabbing a new pipe. In plain view, he put the remote down on the dresser so that Xander could see. He was testing the boy, making sure that he would not try to jump off the sling and make a run for it. When he was satisfied at the amount of time he gave the boy, he turned around to find him in the exact same spot he was left in. F: Control. Fuck yeah. Frank strapped in the boys legs. He strapped in the boy’s left arm and then his right arm. F: Welcome to my sling, son.

Mount – Palm Springs 10/4 I recently traveled to Palm Springs for the first time to attend the Mount event at CCBC. First of all, I would like to thank anyone that reached out to me for answering questions about Palm Springs. It was very beneficial to have a little knowledge about the area, etc. I checked into the CCBC on Friday, but did not attend the Mount event, but rather the Cumunion event at Club 541. In short, had a great time and got bred at least 13 times that evening. But on the the bigger item. For anyone interested or thinking about the Mount event, don’t hesitate and do it. Of course, not knowing anyone / traveling alone, my mind and nervousness slowly dropped after just talking up with other attendees. It also helped in during the day on Saturday, I was able to speak to a few that did the event on Friday evening, but they were going to being volunteering for the Saturday event. Every little bit of info ahead of time was helpful. 5:00 p.m. check in starts. I was staying in a room that could see the registration area, and noticed there were people checking in around 4:45 p.m. so I decided to go and get that done. Wise choice! I was talking with one of the members that work these events and gave me some pointers. As a bronco, you basically have an area that after check in, there is a place to wait in line to be taken into the coral for the 7:30 p.m. meeting of the broncos. Jokingly I asked the member if I was actually seeing that there were 3 people in line already and it was only 5 p.m. “Yes” they are. Well, I guess its time to wait and chat with other broncos. Keep in mind, there are about 16/18 slings available and fuck tables and benches in the coral area. Simple math, the first 16/18 broncos in line have the choice of getting a sling. Well, got up to the line and there were a few more broncos so I was like #7. It was only 5:10 p.m. Oh well, I wanted this experience and was not going to miss out on a sling if I could help it. Time actually went fast talking and everything with other broncos. Some were there the night before and some were first timers like myself. Note to self: More knowledge is best! Time actually went pretty fast. All out for the same thing, everyone was pleasant and chatty. It helped as well, as your space in line could be held by new acquaintences to run to rest room, drink run, etc. By the time we were ready to enter the corral, there were probably 40/50 broncos behind me. 7:30 p.m., the stable master opened the gate and said to follow him into the corral. Keep in mind, the corral is circular in shape, the outside perimeter has a wall so no one can see into the corral. There were 16/18 slings lining the outside perimeter of the inside wall with the center containing all sorts of picnic benches and fuck tables. All the broncos were taking their positions. I got into one of the slings and one of the other broncos I was waiting with took the sling next to me as we were going to check on each other during the event. The stable master began his speech about the rules and instructions. Rule 1; If the hand goes up, everything stops. The cowboys are also instructed on this as well. The organization wants to make sure you are in a safe environment and nothing happens to the broncos. The hand up can alert the wranglers watching the area that the bronco needs a break, needs water, needs to move position, the cowboy is too big, or has a piercing. My anxiousness was lowering even more hearing all of the safeguards that they have in place to make sure you feel safe, especially being blindfolded. Rule 2; The blindfold must stay on at all times. If you take it off, you are thrown out. Hence the hand raising to get what you need. I witnessed a wrangler (helper) every few slings and throughout the center of the corral. It was very well watched and they were helpful in everyway. Rule 3; If the wrangler notices that you aren’t getting a lot of action, they may suggest they move you to another area. Not as a punishment but rather, they want everyone to experience the best of this event. As the other similar types of parties post, just because you are there, and a lot of people, my not guarantee you will get a lot of action. Note to self; that’s always been in the back of my mind. Rule 4; If you want to move to another area, hand up and wrangler will take you there, however you lose your spot, (in a sling space) you would give that up to a bronco that may be waiting to try one that opened up. **not a rule, but we were told that the cowboys were having their meeting and they are instructed this is a fuck event. It’s not a stand round event. The organizers basically don’t want a cowboy mounting a bronco and a group of other cowboys gathering around watching and waiting their turn. “Wow” I thought. What a concept. You know, we have all been to events and everyone is swarmed around one bottom guy. Not in this case. They want the cowboys to be one on one and then move on. Note to self-interesting. More mind easement. But still, the amount of broncos I saw in that corral, still wondering if this was going to work. Almost 8p.m. – Announced all broncos must place their blindfolds on. Not to be removed. So, up in the sling I am in a jock, sox, tennis shoes, harness and ball cap with a blind fold. I kept a small tube of lube in my sox that I could reach without having to ask for help. I looked up, almost a full moon outside, beautiful night out and up goes the blindfold. I think, good luck! 8 P.M. – The stable master announces that cowboys can march in and mount. The deep breaths I was taking! It was a very vulnerable feeling. Trust me. To my surprise, within 10 seconds, I was mounted by my first cowboy and to my surprise, bred my ass. Slapped my ass and said thanks. I have to say, there were never more than 10 minutes between mountings. Every so often, the wrangler in my area would come up to me, announce who he was and asked if I needed a break, water, anything. The wrangers really kept an eye on us. After being in the sling for 3 hours and 10 minutes, I was mounted at least 24 times that I remember (lost count after about 20) and got bred by 18 cowboys that I know of for sure. Just as the last cowboy was unloading in me, I heard him talking with the wrangler by me and said “Geez, how many times have you shot, and the cowboy said 7”. 11:10 P.M. – The Stable master announced that all blindfolds could come off as everything was winding down. When my blindfold came off, I look on my face was priceless. There were 4 of us in slings left. 2 of us were done, and the other 2 had cowboys mounting them. Everyone else had gone. It looked so different with no one in the corral compared to when it started and me thinking “What did I get myself into”? So here is the important numbers, and thought I did not do too bad that night. There were 66 broncos (bottoms) and 94 or 96 cowboys (tops) I will take the 24 mountings with great pride! And the 18 breedings with even more pride! Would I suggest doing this if you have thought about it; YES Would I do this again if the opportunity comes up again; YES I also want to thank the MOUNT team www.guys2.com for their work they put into this and their organization. It was a hot event and couldn’t ask for a better experience.

As I take the head in, he starts to explain that his first class is at 9am Mon, wed and fri. That I’m expected to be at the front door on my knees waiting for him at 8am. That I will have 45 mins to make him cum and that I’m to always swallow. That if he wanted to waist a load, he would use a sock. Tue and thur I will be in a jock at the door ass up, that his class didn’t start till 10 and he would be there by 8:30. As he is talking about all this, I’m starting to suck him more and try to get more of him in me. Damn his cock taste good, it’s starts to get more girth and length to it. As it swells up, it’s starting to put pressure on my jaw. I’m starting to understand why he said that he was going to wreck my hole by the size of it. Just as I come to that conclusion he tries to rams it into my throat. I chock and look up at him , he is looking down at me and ask if he has my attention. I’m talking, your to listen and warm my cock, got it. I blink at him and he starts again. You will be buying a few plugs of different sizes but nothing as thick as me he says. I want you open but just a little tighter than my size. You will be lubed and plugged on Tue and thur, I want to be able to walk in and slide inside you. You will need to get some poppers for the weekends, I plan on mounting you and not stopping till the pill wears off. Speaking of which, I have one pill left and plan on taking it soon. We will be seeing how sloppy I can made that hole by this evening. I put 6 loads in you last night, we will see if I can get 8 more in today. My personal best is jacking off 14 times in a day. With a hole to use instead of a hand and I will stay hard for hours. Bet, I can beat my record. You would like that I bet, be all sloppy and full of my cum. I can’t wait to tell the old troll that I finally fucked raw and dropped a load in someone. Well, I dropped a lot of loads in him and he is now my personal cum sock. He will love it, I use to fuck him a lot but always covered. He always said that my first breeding should be with someone special. That once they felt me breed them, that they would be a cock hound for me. That old queer was special to me , he says. He’s been swallowing my loads since I was 16, introduced me to domination, bondage and poppers. He has bought me jocks, bondage and rubber gear. He is the one that bought me these underwear that were made to fit special boys. As he is saying this, he is holding my head up and looking into my eyes as I’m slowly nursing his cock. He lifts up his hips a little and more of his cock slides in. It’s at the back of my throat and with the girth of it. It’s starting to cut of my air and my jaw is hurting. He is letting me go at my pace of warming up his cock with a small push from him time to time. He taps my head and say I won’t be able to swallowing him all. That the old queer was special and couldn’t do it. But he planned on training me to do it. That it will take time but he was willing to practice as much as he need to. That practice makes perfect and I was going to be the perfect cum dump for him. He lifts his hips again and tries to push his cock into my throat. It won’t go, but he is trying. He tells me to relax and let it happen, he just wants to get the head into my throat. Just to get me use to it, that over time he will work it all in there but it will not be today or tomorrow. As he is pushing, he talks about me getting my first taste of him. That he eats a lot of fruit and everyone says he tastes sweet and always wants more. That I will know this soon and will happily waiting for him on Monday. Now your going to gag some, I’m going to get hard and fuck this mouth. I will not work more then the head into your throat but you will be getting it in. As he starts getting harder and thicker, he is slowly rocking his hips. He is fucking my mouth with 3-4 inches and push’s the 5 into my throat or more blocks it up. There is still a few inches outside my mouth, so he is 8 or 9 long I’m thinking. He is picking up the pace but not face fucking me hard. It’s a steady pace, just working it in and out. As this goes on, he say I can’t decide if I want to shoot it down my throat or in my mouth to taste it. That he will decide in a few mins. He is in control and I’m in a bliss state, I feel him swell up as he pushes hard into my throat. The first shot goes down my throat, then he pulls my head up and just leaving the head on my tongue. I feel him pulse.about six times and my mouth is full. He is looking down at me with a smile a mile wide. Swallow he says and I did As I swallow around him, he is petting my head. The first of many he says more to himself. As he pulls out and pulls up his underwear. He starts to move off the bed, I’m going to get my other pill and poppers from my pants. Then I’m going to put you through the paces and beat my jackoff court. Seven more loads to go, most likely I will be shooting blanks at the end, but I will get my count.

I agree, and today that wouldn't faze me at all. But to 18 year old me, it was crushing. Not long after that, I met my first boyfriend and he completely restored the confidence I lost, and then built it up more.

Was just at a darkroom and watched two cute guys fucking. The top came in the bottom and the pulled out and I noticed him wearing a condom that seemed to be filled with a really big load. When the top left, the bottom turned his ass towards me and I fucked him bareback for a while, but my real focus was on the condom that the previous top threw in the trash. I faked cumming in the bottom, and as he left I picked up the cum filled condom from the trash, tied a knot and stuffed it in my jocks and went home. Now I’m standing in my bathroom with my ass full of his anonymous load after emptying the condom into my ass. I even managed to fist myself with his load. I’m a happy pig. 😈

I remember so clearly when I met him... how could I forget? I wanted the man the minute I saw his profile. It was my first year away at college, and at 18 I was everything I THOUGHT at the time a college guy should be.... pretty frat jock boy, lacrosse player, 150 lbs of shredded lean muscle, dark hair and blue eyed boy. Everything a sorority girl falls for.... except I liked guys. I drooled over the other guys at the frat house when I saw them in their skivvies or nude in the locker room. But, except for a few drunken blow jobs, I'd not let myself do much. I guess I just didn't want to mentally cross that line. If I did, then I was allowing myself to be what I thought was a fag. But, at night when my house-mate was gone and the frat house was quiet, I'd sneak on line and check out the local guys and j/o. Then, one night, I saw his profile. He was much older then I was, at 44 years to my 18. But man, he had a body that could rival most of my frat brothers. The profile said he was 6 ft. He had short cropped, very clean cut salt and pepper hair on his head and his chest. He was definitely built, you could tell he logged hours at the gym. His legs looked like tree trunks and his ass like a rock. And his cock....god he had the most powerful, awesome looking cock. His profile read "Hot top Dad, looking for a boy willing to give it ALL up for him". Wow. Talk about a turn on... "give it all up".... for a stud like that, I'd try getting fucked. What did I know at the time. I replied to his profile and didn't hear anything back for two days. I'd thought he wasn't interested when I got an email back asking me for some pics and if I knew my status. I sent the pics, along with the reply that I was neg, which I was. He replied that he was also and, after a few more emails, we arranged to get together. From the minute I walking in his door, we had to have each other. The second we laid eyes on each other, we were both already getting hard. He stepped up to me, put one hand behind my head and one behind my back and kissed me hard. I'd never been kissed by a man, and I kissed him back with everything in me. Within five minutes, he was leading me upstairs and stripping my jeans and tee off. He was the most aggressive man I'd ever been with, and before long I was naked, on my back with my legs spread. He kneeled between my legs and stared down at me, then slowly began to strip. His body was even better then his pictures showed, and I was taken from that moment on. Shortly, he was on top of me again. He kissed with such animal lust, his hands all over my body. He kissed down my body until his face was over my hard, 7" cock. He looked at me with a grin, then swallowed my cock whole. It was the most amazing feeling I'd ever felt and before long, my balls started to pull up hard. He stopped, and came back up to my face and kissed me hard. "You don't cum unless I tell you too. Understood?" "Yeah", I replied. "Yes Daddy", he said. "What?" "From now on, you can call me Daddy. It turns me on. OK?" "Yes..... Daddy" I said. "Good boy". He rolled me over onto my stomach and moved around in front of my face. Sitting back on his heels, he waved his fat, 9' cock in my face and instructed me to take him. I'd never had a cock that big before, but Daddy began to teach me how to service him. He talked me through sucking him, telling me I was a good boy, how good a cock sucker I was, how he was going to make me into 'his boy forever'. I'd never had a man talk to me that way before, and it turned me on tremendously. Before long, Daddy's balls started to pull up, and I knew he was about to cum. I started to pull off his cock, and he grabbed me by my hair and pulled my face to his. "Never, ever stop until I tell you to, boy. Understood? I was so close to coming." He growled. "I've never had a guy cum in my mouth before though", I said. "Boy, I'll teach you how to take Daddy's load. But, you NEVER stop unless I tell you. Understood?" The idea of having a man cum in my mouth both frightened and excited me, especially from a man so beautiful. He pushed my head back down on his cock and kept slowly pumping into my mouth. Then, without warning, he grabbed my head again and lifted it up, and shoved a small bottle hard under my nose, forcing me to inhale. He held it there for several seconds, until I had taken several hits, then pushed my mouth back down on his cock and started smoothly pumping into my mouth again. After a few seconds, a wave hit me and I was more aroused then I'd ever been in my life. I began to really work Daddy's cock, and before long, I heard him start to growl. He wrapped his hands around my head, and I felt his cock stiffen before burst after burst of his cum gushed into my mouth. I was engulfed in a wave of ecstasy and began swallowing each burst as it erupted into my mouth like a hungry puppy. I'd never heard a man shout so much as he came, and his animal intensity just turned me on more and made me work that much harder to swallow him. Afterwards, Daddy cuddled me in his arms and told me what a good boy I was. Hearing that was odd, but it turned me on. He asked if I had ever been fucked before and I said I hadn't. He told me he would get me to the point that he would train me to want to give it up for him and I instantly got hard again. The thought of this beautiful stud teaching me how to want to be fucked by him. Or so I thought. And that's how it was for the next three months. Each time, Daddy would get me close, then retract. I was never allowed to cum, or even touch myself. He trained me to know how to stay on his cock, and take each load with gratitude. Each time, Daddy would start to play with my ass more and more, getting me excited and pushing my butt in the air. He'd rub my cheeks, then eventually he got to sliding a finger in me, which grew to two and then three. Once night when Daddy had me on all fours, he began to eat my ass, making me moan and squirm like a whore. Daddy asked me "Are you ready to have that ass fucked, to give it up for me?" and all I could think was, OH YES, I am so ready to let you fuck me. It's about time. But all I said was "Yes Daddy. I'm ready". But he didn't. Then next day I got an email from Daddy. It read "It's time boy. Time to give it all up for me. Be at my place at 10, go upstairs, strip and get on all fours on the bed in the dark and wait." I was hard the rest of the day. At 10, I arrived at Daddy's. The door was unlocked, so I went in and up to his bedroom. He said to keep it dark, so I stripped off and felt my way to the bed. I climbed on and got on all fours like I had been told and waited. I didn't have to wait long. In the dark, Daddy had been waiting in the corner. He stepped up in front of me, and cupped my chin. He lifted it to his face and kissed me hard and deep. I was instantly hard. As his hands caressed my body, he leaned in to my ear and started to talk. "You've been a very good boy these past weeks boy. Daddy's so proud of you. By doing what I said to night, you're showing me that you are truly ready to give it all up to me. Am I right?" "Oh yes Daddy... I am so ready". All I could think about was, He's going to fuck me! "Good boy", he whispered in my ear. "Spread you knees and arch your back. Put you boy pussy in the air for me". I did as I was told. Daddy continued holding my face, looking into his eyes. "You're such a good boy, such a willing boy. Tonight, you're going to become mine fully boy. I've arranged something very special for you, something that will change you and make you my property, boy" Oh my god this man can turn me on! Change me? Make me his property? God this man can talk hot. "Are you ready boy? No turning back now?". I looked into this beautiful mans face, and said yes. He leaned in and began kissing me, harder and more passionately then ever before. As he did, I suddenly felt two hands on my ass, spreading my cheeks, and a tongue pressing into me. I panicked at the unknown intrusion, but Daddy gripped my head against his chest and held me tight. "Relax boy. You deserve this, this is special. This is exactly what Daddy wants. You want to please me, don't you? You want to be mine?" I replied I did and the tongue in my ass buried deeper. My cock was hard as a rock against my belly and it had been SO long since I'd be allowed to cum. Daddy shoved the bottle under my nose and in seconds, I was pushing my hard, hairless ass back against that face. Daddy let go of me and my head and shoulders sunk to the bed, with my knees spread and my ass in the air. Daddy stepped back against the wall and turned the light up a bit. I glanced back behind me and the man who was standing on the other side of the bed, bent over and eating my ass. He was about 6'2", solid muscle. He was a God, even more beautiful then my Daddy. But, what got my attention was the 10" of hard cock he was stroking. Surely Daddy was kidding, I'd never been fucked before and he was expecting me to take that cock? He was perfect in every way, with one hot tattoo on his left hip. I'd seen that kinda emblem before, in the Biology labs at school, and I knew what it meant, but I couldn't figure out why he'd have that on him. After eating my ass until I was practically moaning, Daddy suddenly said "It's time". Behind me, the god that had been eating my ass climbed on the bed and started to mount me, positioning his monster cock at my ass. Daddy swiftly stepped forward and grabbed both of my arms and pinned them behind my back. I was pinned, shoulders to the bed, ass in the air and knees spread wide. I struggled and pleaded for Daddy to tell me what was going on, but he just held me and said "Go for it, it's time. Take him." Suddenly, I felt the sharpest pain in my ass as the guy behind me shoved his hard cock in me. I screamed and he pushed into me, and in about three pushes was buried in me. Daddy grabbed both of my arms in one hand, and with the other shoved the bottle under my nose again. This time, he just held it there. The cock in me withdrew just slightly, then pushed in again. And the bottle stayed. Pretty soon my ass loosened up, but Daddy had another surprise for me. He grabbed some rope from the end of the bed and began to tie my wrists together behind my back. I was now helpless. Through it all, the rhythmic pumping of my ass never stopped. The only sounds from behind me was the muscle god groaning as he fucked me, the slapping of his balls against my prone ass, and the only three words he'd say all night: "He bleeding bad". "Keep fucking him", Daddy said as he kneeled before me. He shoved the bottle under my nose for several more seconds until I moaned and relaxed some more. The cock in me was feeling good now, and I was beginning to get hard again. Daddy kissed me as the waves from the bottle hit me. Then he cupped my chin and lifted my face to his. "You're such a beautiful little boy", he said. "That cock in you is so beautiful. And it looks like you're learning to enjoy it." I moaned and the cock picked up speed. "The man fucking you is positive, boy. I knew from the first time I had you that this day would come. I've paid him a lot of money to breed you." I moaned and began to struggle. The hands gripping my hips just gripped tighter. "You can't get away boy. Tonight, you give it all up for me. This man will fuck you several times tonight, and when he's done, you'll be full of his cum." The bottle again, and against my will, I moaned when the waves hit. "After tonight, you will be my poz whore, my property. You will work to pay back what I spent tonight to convert you boy, and I will whore you out to get the money back." The cock inside me picked up speed. "After tonight, you will be damaged goods. I will never fuck you, but you will belong to me. Your ass will be mine to rent out to whom I choose, when I choose. You will be used until you're no longer useful or profitable to me, and then I will get rid of you.". The bottle again, and all I could do was moan and sob. The cock in me was fucking me furiously now. Daddy stood up and stepped back up against the way, folded his arms and watched. The stud began panting hard as he fucked me, and every now and again, he'd begin to moan "oh god". Daddy stepped forward and began commanding him, shout at him to "Fuck my boy" and "Charge his ass, go on. Do what you've been paid to do." The stud started fucking me like a dog, almost climbing on top of me to pile drive his hard meat into my fucked out boy hole. He was precumming hard, and I could feel his wetness running down my balls. I was practically screaming for him to stop. But the more I screamed and begged, the hard Daddy would command him to "knock the boy up' while pushing the bottled under my nose. The stud behind me began to moan that he couldn't hold back much longer. Daddy kneeled in front of me again and pushed the bottle one last time under my nose and commanded me to take the biggest hit I could and hold it. I did and a few seconds later my ass totally gave in. Daddy kneeled in front of me again, and cupped my chin in his hand. He looked behind me and said "He's ready. Charge him". He looked back into my wet eyes and said, "You're mine now, boy". The stud behind me started to yell, louder then Daddy ever did. "Fuck!" he cried and slammed into me harder then he had so far "Fuck yeah! Take my load boy! Take my charged fucking cum up that ass! FUCK YEAH!!! I'm fucking up that ass right now, kid." Daddy stood up and watched the stud unloaded in me. As the stud kept pumping his seed into me, Daddy pulled out his cock. Instinctively, and since the poppers were still working, I took it in my mouth. Just a few short pumps, and Daddy unloaded the biggest load of seed into me he's ever cum. I swallowed every drop. The stud behind me kept working his load into me for another ten minutes before his softened cock slipped out of me. Daddy untied the ropes around my wrist, but he then took my arms and pulled them down between my knees, and then tied them together with my ankles. I was left that way, ass up and tied for about two hours, after which the scene happened again. It happened four times that night. The next morning I woke up. Daddy was gone, I was untied and there was a note. It read: "You're a good boy. You gave it all up for Daddy. You were made to be his boy. I know you're mad now, but call me when things change". Change? What could change? I left angry, and didn't tell anyone about what happened? Who could I tell? Two weeks later, I felt achy. The next day, I felt downright sick, throwing up, muscle spasms, everything. I called Daddy for lack of anyone else to call. He told me to come right over so he could take care of me. I went over, and immediately upon arrival, he took me to his bed. I was so weak, all I could do was lay there as he stripped me. An hour later, the top stud that fucked me arrived. I looked up at him and heard Daddy say, "this is it. One last time to make sure". The god jumped on the bed, rolled me over and pulled me up on my knees. Un-mercilessly he shoved his cock back into me and fucked me while Daddy again belted out his commands. The stud seemed to enjoy my weakness and kept mumbling that I was "fucked now" and "turned into a whore". He came one last time in me, more then any of the first times. When he was done, he climbed off the bed and stood in front of Daddy. "I think you can be sure it's done. Just like what you wanted. Cash on delivery, right?" Daddy smiled and looked down at me. "Yes, you did what you were hired for. Here's your cash, count it if you want. It's all there, all $7000. You earned it." "Not hard to do", the stud replied. "You got a really pretty one this time. Much prettier then any of the others". And that's how it's been since. Two months later I dropped out of school. Daddy put me in a room in the basement. He's been whoring me ever since... he likes to advertise me as "prime boy meat for poz cocks" with my picture on all kinds of web sites. He's sells me a $100 bucks a fuck, and there have been weekends where he's made 2 grand off me. Each time, I'm tied while Daddy watches and smiles, and tells me what a good boy I am.

I just started on Chapter 2, and here's another message from Gabriel. Chapter 2 – Part 1: Planning the next trip Hi, this is Gabriel again. I had found out from Erik’s messenger that Martin wanted to go to Barcelona next summer. Good thing Erik and his ex are still friends, because Martin wanted him to come along. Perfect. That would give me some months to plan my next move. As it turns out, I have a very close friend in Barcelona, Miguel. He very much looks like an innocent twink, but innocent is far from what I would call him. Even though he can be very charming and convincing when he meets new friends on dating apps, especially when they’re neg, Miguel attends all the private poz parties in Barcelona, and he and his friends are notorious. They are not on meds, and do not hold back on robbing and pozzing innocent neg men on vacation, especially when there’s good money in it. And paying is something I’m willing to do. So I called Miguel, and asked him if he could try and make friends with Martin, and told him his user name on Grindr. I just hope he can stay sober long enough to convince Martin to come over to his place.

Chapter 7 I slept till noon on Saturday. When I woke up my hand immediately went for my ass. I stared playing with the butt plug trying to pull it out. At first it caused some pain as that fucker was in there tight. My cock was dripping like crazy so I used some of my precum as lube for the plug. It took me awhile to loosen it up but I was finally able to pry it out. I’d never felt so empty. I ran my fingers around my ass lips; it felt so good. My cunt was still a little sore from all the pounding last night but it was worth it. I took a long hot shower and had a hard time leaving my puffy hole alone. I expected a lot of cum to escape but surprisingly little came out. I knew Abe had eaten some but I really figured there’d still be a lot left up there. Then something Greg had said about the cum being absorbed into my body hit me. Fuck there wasn’t much cum in my ass because it was now rewriting my DNA. I looked down at my cock and I was rock hard. Then it hit me, I’d only come once last night and that was early in the evening with Greg and Andrew. Damn! After the shower I felt human again. I was sore all over. It felt like I’d worked out at the gym hard yesterday and my muscles were telling me off. Well I guess I did have one hell of a workout. The rest of Saturday and Sunday I took it easy, giving my ass time to recover. I spent most of the time unpacking my apartment. My plan was to have Josh and Scotty come over next weekend for a sort of housewarming, I’m gay and soon to be poz, bottom cum whore, coming out party. Monday morning I was back at work wondering how awkward it was going to be seeing Andrew, my boss. An IM popped up in my computer around 11:30, it was from Andrew. ‘Please come see as soon as possible.’ I responded that I was on my way. I stopped by the bathroom first since I wasn’t sure how long I’d be with Andrew. I started peeing and the second it started to flow it felt like I was pissing razor blades. Fuck me! Looks like I picked up a little something extra Friday night. I was more nervous about seeing him now than I was when I went to take his poz cock. I knocked on his door and stuck my head in his office. “Hey, you wanted to see me?” “Hi Kevin, yes, come in and shut the door.” I took a seat in front of his desk. “So how are you? I expected we’d hear from you over the weekend, so when we didn’t I started to worry that maybe you were having second thoughts.” I smiled, “no, no believe me I had every intention of going back for a repeat performance but I kinda got a little sidetracked on the way home.” I went on to explain what happened to me at the bar. “Another seven loads! Fuck, you really are a true cum dump. How you feeling now?” “My ass is still a little sore but not too bad now. My cock on the other hand. I just went to the bathroom before I came in here and let’s just say it’s a safe bet that one of the guys from the bar gave me a little something extra in their cum.” He started laughing, “pissing glass huh?” “Don’t laugh it hurts like a motherfucker.” That just made him laugh harder. “I have the perfect doctor for you. He’ll take good care of you and I think you’ll like him. Let me make a call and see if I can get you an appointment.” “Thanks, I really appreciate it.” I went back to work and tried to avoid peeing as much as possible. Around 4:45 I received another IM from Andrew. ‘My office now.’ Thank god, hopefully he was able to get me an appointment. I walked into his office and there was already someone sitting in one of chairs. “Shut the door and have seat Kevin.” I did as instructed and got a closer look at the other guy. He was hot, about my age but taller. Short hair cut, clean shaven and appeared to have a pretty good body. “Kevin this Carl , I’m not sure if you’ve meet before or not. He’s the director of finance. He offered his hand and we shook. “Hi Carl, no I don’t believe we’ve met before.” Andrew addressed me and said, “Carl here has a little project that I think you’d be great for.” “Okay, of course, whatever you need, happy to help. “ “Kevin, do you trust me?” “Of course sir.” “Good, stand up and drop your pants.” What the fuck! “Ummm sir?” I was starting to panic. “Kevin don’t make me ask twice!” Fuck me. I slowly stood up and unbuckled my pants. I had my back to Carl and let my pants drop to the floor. I was wearing a jockstrap today since I loved the way it framed my ass. I heard a whistle behind me. “Nice jock son.” “Bend over and let Carl check out your cunt. I told him all about your weekend.” At this point I had no self esteem left so what the fuck. I bent over and spread my ass cheeks without being asked. Carl let out sharp intake of breath. “Damn how many loads did you say he took,” he asked Andrew as if I wasn’t in the room. “Thirteen.” Carl slowly ran his fingers over my puffy ass lips. “Fuck that’s beautiful.” There was suddenly a knock at the door I panicked reaching for my pants. “Leave them down!” I was commanded. Andrew got up from his desk and opened the door making sure to block me from the view of anybody outside the room. He let the stranger in and closed the door. I recognized the new guy as someone from accounting. I was pretty sure he was a young guy who worked for Carl. He was cute, young probably early twenties, very preppy looking. Carl told the guy to strip and he didn’t hesitate a second. Andrew turned to me and said, Kevin this here is Carl’s boy. You see how he didn’t even hesitate when given a command. I expect the same behavior from you in the future. Do you understand?” “Yes sir.” I could feel my cock starting to get hard. “Looks like he enjoys being told what to do,” Carl remarked seeing my jock expanding. He turned his attention to his employee, “boy, Kevin here picked up a little something Friday night while out being a whore and I want him to share it with you. Take out his cock and get it wet.” He pulled my growing dick out and started sucking me. “Kevin is that precum or puss?” “Pussy discharge sir. I’m pretty sure I have gono.” All the sudden the guy clamped down on my cock and went to town. Holy shit he could suck. Carl noticed and said, “I thought you’d like that boy. Don’t let him cum he needs to shoot that load up your pussy.” It didn’t take him long to have me rock hard. He dropped my cock, turned around and presented his ass to me. “Fuck him Kevin, make sure to plant your dirty load deep inside him.” Pretty soon I could feel I was getting close. I shoved in all the way and my cock exploded. It hurt like a son of a bitch. I slowly pulled out and the guy quickly got on his knees to clean me off. Carl and his boy thanked me and left the room. Andrew told me to get dressed and have a seat. “You did okay there not great but okay.” He handed me a piece of paper. “You have an appointment with my doctor, Dr. Manning Wednesday afternoon at 4pm.” Fuck I was going to have to wait two days to get any relief. “Now I know you’re in pain but you have a duty to share your bug. You’ll meet up with Carl’s boy here in my office tomorrow and Wednesday morning before work and tomorrow evening after work to give him more of your dirty cum. Now get out of here and have a good night. We’ll see you in the morning.” Tuesday and Wednesday went off without a hitch. I gave Carl’s boy three more loads but still have no clue what his name is although he seemed very grateful for my gift. I was getting ready to leave for my doctors appointment Wednesday afternoon when Andrew stopped by. “Now be sure to do whatever the good doc tells you. Trust me you’ll be in excellent hands.”

PART 2 The first quarter came to an end and I got up to go get another drink real quick before the second quarter started. The two guys were still making out on the other end of the couch and as I walked around them I noticed that one guy had his hand in the other ones shorts. I just kind of smiled at their brazenness and went to get my drink. Upon returning I noticed that now both of them had a hand in the other's shorts and looked like both were hard and also seemed to be pretty well endowed from the bulges showing. The other two guys were paying more attention, I noticed, to watching that action more than the game on TV. I just sat down as the second quarter was starting and didn't turn that direction again as the game was close and whenever one team scored the other one did too, keeping it tied up. Halftime arrived with the score tied up at 21 each. A good tough game. I got up again to get another drink and see what my friend was up to. As I turned to go, I again noticed that both guys were stroking the others' cock in their shorts. Damn, they just don't stop. I went and got my drink and found my friend. She was really drunk by now and leaning heavily upon her girlfriend, When she noticed me she smiled and asked what I had been up to. I told her I was watching football on her TV and she seemed to have a couple of guy friends sitting on the other end of the couch deep in a lot of playing themselves. She just laughed. We chatted for a bit and I had another drink and talked to a couple of her other friends too. Then I told her I had better get back to the game as it was a good one. She laughed again and said, "Yeah, right, you just want to watch the closer game." I just laughed at here and got another drink and went to watch the second half. The second half kickoff was just reading as I got back. I noticed that now, though, one of the guys on the couch was now on the floor with the other guys cock out and sucking the hell out of him. I almost tripped when I saw that, but quickly just got to my seat to watch the game. I took a quick look over at the end of the couch to see if I had actually saw what I thought I did. Just as I looked the one doing the sucking came off of the cock for a quick breath, looked my way and smiled at me and stuck his tongue out at me. I just laughed. Damn, that guy's cock was big though. Had to be all of a good 9" long and big around as my glass. The third quarter got started and quickly turned into a defensive struggle with neither team able to keep up much of a drive. By the time the 3rd ended the score was still tied at 24 each. By now, with the booze I had been putting away, I had to pee badly. How much I had had hit me a little as I got up to go to the toilet. Strong Rum can kind of sneak up on you if you don't pay attention, like me. I was a little unsteady as I turned to go. I kind of noticed that now the two guys were half laying on the couch in a 69 position and both cocks seemed to be about the same size. Which means very large. I almost fell on them getting by but managed to stay upright and headed for the hallway. I pretty much staggered down the hall and almost missed the doorway and actually did bump into it pretty good. One of the other guys that had been sitting in a chair watching the game grabbed me from behind or I might have went down in a heap. He offered to help me get in the bathroom and I let him hold me up as I got to the stool. Then I had trouble unzipping my pants and again the guy helped by pushing my hands away and before I knew it had unzipped my shorts for me and then before I could say anything, had reached in an pulled my cock out and aimed it for me. I started to protest but it was as well he had done that for me as as soon as my cock was out and pointed I let loose with a ot of piss. I doubt if I would have gotten it out in time by myself so I just stood there with him doing the aiming for me till I was drained. I tried to find the words to thank him for his help, but couldn't think of anything other than just, thanks. About anything else I could think of to say might have come out wrong. LOL He just said, "Don't worry about it, I've had to help more than one guy do that before." He then laughed and tucked me back in. I know I was a little red in the face I was so embarrassed. I turned to go out and again the booze was still hitting me and I almost fell again I was so dizzy. My good Samaritan came to my salvation again and held me up or it might have been a very hard face plant for me. He just held onto me as we left the toilet and I was really dizzy by now. Instead of guiding me back to the living room, He pushed open another of the doors along the hall and almost had to carry me over to the bed where he had my turn around and gave me a little push anD I flopped onto the bed. He then grabbed my legs and turned me around and told me to just lay down for a while till some of that wore off. Then he reached down and took my shoes off and dropped them on the floor. I was so out of it I really wasn't registering what was going on and just laid there with my eyes closed and told myself to just rest a couple of minutes. I am fairly certain I passed out then, but not for very long. I woke up and was aware that I seemed to be naked as hell from the waist down. Now how the hell had that happened? I looked down and found that my shorts were definitely off and were in my own hand and then I felt the sensation of what seemed to be someone's mouth on my cock. I was hard as a rock and getting bj from someone, what the heck?