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I recently tagged along with my partner on a business trip to Philadelphia and had quite a bit of extra time to lay around the hotel room to watch crappy movies, order room service, and cruise Grindr. I got a message early in the morning from Phil, a bald, bearded, furry, lean guy. Definitely my type, not so much for my partner, but he’s pretty good about going with the flow. Phil and I exchanged the usual pleasantries and then the sexting began and the sharing of pictures. He was versatile and always played safe. My partner finished up with his meetings and we headed into the city to explore, eat, and drink. Once back at the hotel, I let Phil know we were ready for him. He arrived 20 minutes later looking quite sexy in tight jeans and cowboy boots. We shared a three-way kiss while shirts were unbuttoned and pants were pushed down to our ankles. But like most versatile men, Phil wanted cock in his hole. My partner and I rubbered up and took turns on his hole. I would have loved to have been in there raw since his hole had the perfect amount of tightness, open but with friction. I could have have fucked it for hours. No, literally. Since I was wrapped up, there’s no worry about cumming too fast. Phil started to grab at my ass, spreading my cheeks. He asked to fuck me. I unrolled a condom on his dick, spread some lube on my hole and worked it in. He had a 6-inch, normal-sized dick, so it was easy to sit down on it. I rode him for a bit before he asked for my partner to get back in his hole. So I pulled off for a second while my partner lifted Phil’s legs and slid in. Since Phil was on his back with my partner’s cock in his ass, I went to sit on his cock again. It was a tricky position, but we were desperate to make it work. I reached back and moved Phil’s cock to the entrance of my hole. The angle was a bit off so I had to force it a bit. That’s when I heard a strange sound. I don’t know if Phil or my partner heard it, but there was a muffled snapping sound. I was 90% sure the condom had split open right at the top. But maybe it didn’t. Maybe the snap was just the weird angle and the sudden force of pushing into my hole. Hmmmm. Do I check? Do I stop the action to replace the condom when I would have been happy to sit on his raw cock anyway? Of course not. Knowing the condom is most likely split, I ride Phil’s cock and squeeze my hole as tight as I can each time I sit on it. My secret hope is that my hole is pushing the broken condom to the base of his cock so that there’s nothing but skin on skin. It doesn’t take Phil long to announce he’s ready to blow his load. And I completely understand. The guy is getting pounded by my partner’s fat dick while I’m riding his now-raw cock. I say, “Do it, man.” He grunts and moans and unloads. This sends me over the edge and I cum all over his furry chest. My partner pulls out, removes the rubber, and adds his cum to Phil’s chest. When I lift myself off Phil’s dick, I reach around and remove his condom. The room is dark. I can’t tell if it’s broken or full of cum. I put it on the dresser with the other used ones. Once Phil is gone, my partner and I turn on the TV and chill for an hour. That’s when I feel it. That feeling that I need to release some pressure from my hole, but, if I do, something is coming out with it. That’s when I know. I had been bred. I went into the bathroom, pretending that I needed to pee, and fingered my hole. It was wet, but not too wet. I smelled my finger. Cum. Sweet, warm man-cum. This pig was happy. I slept with that load in there. Only I would know. Which, of course, made me completely horny again. The next morning, the whole load came out. All condoms should fail so wonderfully as this one had.

I haven't abandoned this yet. I just haven't had any time to write in the last 12 months with everything going on with work, home, life, etc. Now that I am finally reaching a slowdown at work, I plan on coming back to this soon. There is already an outline made up of where I want to go with this, and I also started a story to tie in with this one... Just honestly didn't expect all the things I have to come up as they have. Just hold tight and you should hopefully see something in the near future.

The next morning, I waved goodbye to my mother and got to the sauna about an hour before opening. Bill was behind the desk doing some paperwork. “Morning Timmy.” He said. I could hear some banging and clattering down the hall. “Got some guy’s in to fix the showers. One of the cubicles has a leak.” He said, typing something on the computer. I undressed, hanging my clothes in the cupboard behind the desk, and feeling the excitement grow as I got naked. There was a crumpled pack of lube in the locker. With shaky hands, I squeezed some onto a finger and smeared it over my arsehole as I’d been told. When I turned round, Bill had dropped his trousers and pants and was stroking his erection. “I hate doing these accounts,” He said, pulling me over to the counter. “Somehow they never seem to add up. Bend over, there’s a good lad.” I bent over the counter and he got behind me, still looking at the screen. Slowly, he slid his cock up me and begun to fuck me. “That’s better,” He said. “How’s your mum today?” “O..ok.” I gasped as he worked himself towards a climax. “That’s good….tell her I said you’re doing a good job, will you?” He thrust faster, then suddenly grunted and I felt his cock throb as it spurted. When he was done, he slid out and wiped it with a tissue and then returned to the screen. “That’s better.” He slapped my arse in appreciation. “Now go and see if the guys doing the shower need a cup of tea.” I got up and used the dirty tissue to wipe my backside, then went along the corridor to the shower area. There were two guys working there – almost like laurel and Hardy. One was short, fat and red-faced with filthy jeans below a belly bulging below his t-shirt and the other was wearing t-shirt and shorts and had hollow cheeks and skinny arms and legs They barely looked up when I appeared naked in the doorway. “Would you like some tea?” I asked, my cheeks red with embarrassment at being nude in front of them. “Mac? Time for a break?” said the skinny one. Mac nodded. “Two sugars for me. Jack here takes just milk.” I went off to the kitchen and made a couple of mugs of tea. When I returned, they were standing looking at the shower. “I think you’re right, Mac. Looks like that crack at the back is the problem.” Mac nodded, scratching his fat arse through the jeans. “Put them over there.” said Jack. I went and put them on a table. “What’s your name?” asked Mac, unzipping the fly below his bulging belly. “T..Timmy.” I replied, mesmerised as he pulled his jeans open and dug out a long, thick cock, rolling the foreskin over the head as it grew erect. “That’s the problem with these places,” Said jack, lifting off his t-shirt and dropping his shorts. “They don’t look after them like they should.” His cock was long and thin like him, and I noticed the veins standing out on his arms and legs. Mac also removed his t-shirt, exposing a huge scorpion tattoo which covered his pudgy shoulder, and a floppy belly above his glistening cock. Jack sat down on the sofa and rubbed his cock as Mac bent me forward until my face was in Jack’s crotch. I took his cock in my hand and began to lick the salty tip, noticing his dry, scaly skin and a couple of sores on his thighs. “well,” said Mac, getting behind me and resting his belly on my back. “That just means more work for us!” He thrust his cock into me, and I gasped at its girth which stretched my hole wide before sliding home and I felt his heavy balls slap against mine. Jack idly rubbed my hair as I sucked him whilst his partner fucked me with short, urgent thrusts. “Nice hole on this one.” He said to Jack who just grunted in acknowledgement. “Timmy wasn’t it?” He leant forward and whispered in my ear, his bulky body on my back. “Mmmm.” I replied, my mouth full of Jack’s cock.” “Well, Timmy. Here comes my dirty cum. Bill said he wants you knocked up!” With that, he gave a loud gasp and thrust hard into me and I felt his cock twitch and cum, twitch and cum. “Fuck, that was good!” He grunted as he levered himself off me and pulled out. “Hurry up, Jack, we’ve got work to do.” Jack raised my head, turned me round and pulled me down. His long, thin cock slid easily up me given the lube and two loads in my rectum, and I found myself sitting in his lap, impaled on his cock. “Crouch up a bit.” He said. I put my hands on his thighs and lifted myself so he could thrust up into me from below. “Dirty bastard” Laughed Mac. “Look at that cum dripping out!” He was right. As Jack’s cock fucked me, cum and lube dripped out and smeared his balls. Meanwhile, Mac had dressed and was on his knees fixing the crack. He looked over his shoulder and said. “C’mon Jack, I need a hand.” Jack grunted and snorted and then I felt him trembling as he added his spunk to the mix in my arse. Then he pushed me off and used and old towel to wipe himself. They ignored me, drinking their tea and discussing the shower as I wiped myself on the old towel and went back to reception on weak legs.

I’m a bottom. 200%. Insatiable. I’m also a good slut and though my cunt is open to all men, like most, I prefer thick and long. However, you don’t see me asking for BWC or BLC, so can we please retire the BBC moniker? I understand preferences and attraction and don’t begrudge anyone theirs. However, in the sex positive community, I’ve seen too many examples of racial stereotype/fetishisation passed off as simply a desire for big dick. Furthermore, at least once a day on Grindr, BBRT et al, I’m approached by another bottom asking me to fuck them. I’m Black therefore must be hung and somehow THEIR pussy will be the one to magically make me want to be the dominate top who will fulfil their fantasy of having a “BBC” impaling them. This frankly reduces me down to an acronym and I’m going to just put it out there (because most guys don’t): it makes me and a lot of other Black men feel really shitty. Can we please retire this and get back to the regularly scheduled breeding?

Had the bf load me up this morning and when we left he told me to not come back home until I got at lease 10 loads planted in my hole so that got me horny, cancelled morning meetings and began hunting on Grindr and the regular fuckbuda immidiatly got hit by a blank profile, texting me saying he’s a horny top looking to unload after the gym i was 5 min away, got to his place, he was wearing a jock so I dropped to my knees, started licking his sweaty balls and ass, he released his hard cock from the jock, 7” and thick, and made me suck on it i was super horny so I just turned around presenting my wet hole and begged him to shove it in me he happily obliged and went to town on my ass, power fucking my hole and he was into getting off quick just kept plowing me till he loaded me up (load #2) i left his place and saw a message from a fuckbud saying he and his partner are still home and horny, 15 min later I was at their place as they were waiting naked (8” & 9”) i started slurping on them and while I was facefucked by one of them the second went behind and shoved his dick balls deep in one go, commenting on wet tight pussy and started fucking deep i was impaled on his partners 9” down my throat as I was moaning from the pounding and leaking precum then they switched places and I cleaned the one while taking the other in my pussy till they both unloaded in my pussy and I cleaned the both loads #3 & #4 and it wasn’t even 10am Left their place and went through the Grindr messages. One stood out, 24 yrs, ripped body pics but he sent me his dickpic and boy did my pussy twitch, hung and a HUGE mushroom head the only words he sent was: “think you can take it?” i responded with a fuck yeah and got his address, was 15 min away and I was at his doorstep excited like a puppy in heat ? he greeted me naked and told me he’s got time, that he’s horny and he can cum lots and multiple times told him I got 4 loads in me and that I NEED more he got instantly hard hearing that and I saw his beautiful beast (said he’s 11” but I think it was bigger) with a head almost as big a fist I started licking it and i could barely fit it in my mouth but he kept pushing rough, made me gag on it and I had tears running down but I fucking loved it! He got me up and laid me on my back on the sofa, legs on his shoulders and handed me a poppers bottle “just in case” haha and pressed his cock on my pussy, no lube, just using his precum (and lots of it) and the previous loads and slowly pushed through. I was in HEAVEN! Feeling so full and stretched and he kept on pushing. I resisted using the poppers cause I wanted to feel it as I love the “pain” of being used hard he started plowing me and 10 min later announced he’s gonna fill me up and seconds later I felt his cock thicken as he shot a MASSIVE load in me, I could feel it pumping more and more cum in me and the most beautiful thing was that he didn’t get soft and kept his cock in me while I was milking him with my ass muscles load #5 couple of minutes later he resumed fucking, this time it was a longer and after 30 minutes he flipped me to doggy and started fucking my pussy HARDER, slapping my ass and calling me a slut, cumdump, whore and all sort of wonderful words I love to hear I was backing up my ass to meat him and his balls slapped mine hard till he came for the second time but it again felt like a huge load load #6 this time he pulled out and I immediately turned to suck his cock clean and to my surprise he got hard again! So this time he told me it’s going to be quick cause he needs to leave so I was back on all four and he shoved it back in my aching pussy in one go and fucked HARD 15 minutes of him grunting and me whimpering like a little bitch till I felt him pumping more cum into me Load #7 he was shaking so hard as he came it was like having a vibrator up my pussy ? as he pulled out some of the cum spilled out and I cleaned it up and sucked his cock clean again while I had his head in my mouth he grinned and I started to feel some piss trickling on my tongue and I sucked harder indicating I was down so he started filling my mouth with piss, it was hard to swallow but I didn’t miss a drop we finished up by me shoving a plug in my used pussy to keep it all in and he asked if I was free later ? gave him my # and told him to call me whenever he’s down to fuck and mentioned my bf and I are into group play too and he had another grin on his face im now having lunch meeting, gut full of cum and plugged waiting to get some more not a bad start of the day!!! oink!

Had what I would call one of the most embarrassing situations ever with my last load. Found this hot, young, black guy on Adam. His profile says he looks for plays with condom, nothing else in that section. I tried to get together with him last week, but it didn't work. When I suggested it tonight he responded back that he only plays raw asking if that is a problem. My profile says 'depends' in the safe/bare section (which means want bare to me) and of course I tell him he can cum in me. A few back and forths, and he's on the way over. Here's the embarrassing part. He gets to my building, and instead of the doorman calling me, they call one of my emergency contacts! I get a text message from a family member, as my phone is ringing correctly, that the guy is there! WTF! He also texts me saying the doorman is being stupid. Anyway, to the good stuff. He cums in and immediately starts kissing me, I grope him and can tell he's already hard! He's really into me and I totally am going for it instead of being an ass up cum dump. When I pull is underwear down, his cock is perfect for fucking. About 8" nice average thickness and responds well to my deep-throat. We move to the bed, and he starts rimming my ass! Score! A few minutes later he climbs on the bed and starts teasing my hole with his cock, finally pushing into me. I'm in heaven taking his cock. We try a few different positions throughout the fuck, he started mounting me on bed, but then pulled my ass to the edge so he could stand by the edge. Later I stood up so my back and his chest were tight. Throughout the fuck he stops every few minutes, gets down on his knees and rims my ass again. I'm guessing he's edging himself doing this, and he goes for a good half hour. Finally while I'm on my stomach, leg curled to side he starts breathing heavy and blasts his load in my ass. Glad I talked him into coming by, was an excellent fuck

Part 15 - No Escape After spending several hours on the tiled floor in the kitchen Ethan stood up to set the table for dinner. Angelo just continued to lay on the floor watching him with Ethan stepping over him. Eventually Angelo stood up and went to shower before dinner. The following morning Ethan dressed quite smartly walked to the car with Angelo, he had some course work to do and would find a quiet spot in the office to study whilst Angelo worked. It was a very orderly office around 10 people working away who all looked up and greeted Angelo as he walked through. Ethan somewhat surprised to see that Angelo didn't have a separate office, instead he had a desk in the corner. Ethan looked at the sprightly black haired lad who sat at one of the desks opposite, guessing he was probably a couple of years younger than Angelo and sported a polo shirt which accentuated his chest and arms, they were not nearly as muscular as Angelo's but he was pretty nicely built Ethan thought. Mark turned to looked at them Ethan was stunned by his looks that could knock a person flat from nearly a mile away, his piercing green eyes that seemed to bore right through Ethan as he caught his gaze. "Morning boss" Mark stood up smiling "Oh and you have to be Ethan" Mark held out his hand. Angelo put his bag down "Ethan this is Mark my assistant". Mark scoffed "He treats me like a slave and taunts me all day". Ethan shook his hand "Hello Mark nice to meet you" he said trying to deduce if he was gay. Mark smiled "So you are the one responsible for his mushy state" he laughed nodding to Angelo. "Thank you Mark that's enough" Angelo looked at Ethan "Mark is a wannabe gay" he said laughing. Mark tutted "Ignore him Ethan, come one lets get the boss his coffee before he goes mad" he said dragging Ethan. Ethan didn't have time to think or speak as Mark dragged him out of the office laughing, he did indeed like Mark a lot in just those few minutes it appeared they both shared very similar traits and qualities. When Mark eventually stopped dragging Ethan across from the office the entered the coffee shop. Ethan trying to stop laughing composed himself "What is a mushy state?" he asked. Mark ordered 3 coffees the turned to Ethan "He has been like this for several weeks and finally let slip". Ethan looked confused "Let slip?". "Yes about you, the last few days he has been very relaxed and happy" Mark said paying the counter clerk. Ethan laughed "Is he not normally that way then?" he asked. Mark turned to Ethan "The one thing I can tell you is Angelo is a very complex person". "How do you mean complex?" Ethan asked. Mark smiled "He needs loving, but he has a.. I suppose you call it a disregard for sex". Ethan looked slightly shocked "You seem to know him quite well". Mark looked at Ethan "He confides a lot in me so I know everything, well almost everything". Ethan picked up one of the coffees "What do you mean you know everything?". Mark motioned to the table "Sit down lets get the awkwardness over with" Mark grabbed the other coffees. Ethan sat down unsure what was about to happen "Is it awkward?". "Well let's just say after his ex Angelo went in to a dark place, he hated everyone and trusted no one" Mark hesitated. Ethan leaned forward "Mark, I want to understand Angelo please tell me". Mark nodded "Well it all started when Matt his ex was found with his underwear round his ankles, you have to understand that Matt was his first boyfriend who professed how much in love he was but his eyes didn't say it. Angelo was about to give everything up for him but that day threw him off completely, he sort of got revenge on him and literally dragged him out of the flat and left him there. Matt of course just went to one of his casual fuck buddies for a few days thinking it would all blow over but Angelo moved out and never saw him again. That was when he sought solace in the bathhouse, you know to get a quick fuck and release. He would just fuck the nearest hot looking guy and dispose of them once he finished, he never talked or acknowledged them after. Many nights I stayed with Angelo, purely from a friendship basis you understand. On the surface Angelo seemed pretty normal and got on building his company as a way to take his mind off personal things. Over the last few years he had put Matt out of his head and got back to a normal kind of life, he still went to the bathhouse a couple of times a week and by then had quite a reputation for I think you call it a dump and go. But he would never let anyone get close enough to him for fear of being hurt and pushed away again. Then you came along and what you have done in the last few weeks and how you've done it I do not know. But know one thing Angelo trusts me, apart from being his assistant we have a very close and personal friendship and I would go to any length to protect him". Ethan looked a little embarrassed "I see" he also knew that there was a warning in his last few words. Mark smiled at him "I like you, your sexy and your smile could kill anyone". "Are you gay?" Ethan blushed not really knowing why he blurted that out. Mark smiled "I don't know Ethan, why don't you tell me?". Ethan chuckled "Sorry I should keep my mouth shut. But honestly with your looks you could bag a hundred men". Mark laughed loudly "Fuck I knew I would like you, but I am straight, well I think so" he winked at Ethan. Ethan blushed and realised no man had ever really made him blush like this "And what if I kissed you?". Mark looked at him "Oh I would totally kiss you back but Angelo wouldn't be happy" nodding over to the office. Ethan looked down at his coffee "Tell me Mark what has he told you about me?". Mark smiled "Mostly everything I also know you moved in after a challenging time with your family". Ethan looked down "Oh right, do you mean from when we first met?". "Yes, but avoid embarrassing you I will sum it up in three words, virgin, hiv, love" Mark starred at Ethan. Ethan nodded "So you know everything". Mark held Ethan's hand "Do you hate him for what he did?". Ethan wiped the tear from his eye "Part of me did when he cared for me after the virus took hold." Mark nodded "What about now?" he asked inquisitively. Ethan looked up and smiled "I feel he will be the only man I will ever fall in love with or want". Mark smiled "The day you met he talked very openly about how attracted to you he was after the first kiss". Mark continued "I know we have only just met Ethan but you are very special to Angelo" Mark told him. Ethan smiled at Mark "He is to me as well". Mark stood "Come on, he gets cranky if he doesn't get coffee. Fuck you are hot Ethan" he laughed shaking his head. Angelo returned to his desk looking at Mark "Your sacked as your late with my coffee again". Mark put the coffee on Angelo's desk "Sit down and drink your coffee before I slap you". Ethan looked on astonished "Did I miss something?". Mark laughed and took Ethan's arm "He sacks me 5 times a day, 6 if I am lucky, come on". Mark gave Ethan a little tour of the office introducing him to the 10 people who were sat at their desks working, Mark also explained that 3 people were in the city at their newest clients company overseeing the set up. Ethan didn't get much studying done as he was so interested in learning about Angelo and his company, a few of the staff were gay and from all types of background and ages. Ethan sat in the car at the end of the day and two things for sure had happened, he knew a lot more about Angelo and what made him tick, he also had a new friend with Mark. Ethan got up to quite a bit of mischief with Mark in the office and Angelo was having trouble keeping them both in check whilst doing his own work. But seeing Ethan happy and getting on so well with Mark was all he could have hoped for, they both left the office and headed over to the car. Angelo got in the car and kissed Ethan "Did you have fun today?". Ethan laughed "Yes, I loved being with you and I really like Mark". Angelo smiled "I had better watch him in case he tries to steal you and turn gay". Ethan laughed "He said he would let me kiss him". Angelo mocked him before replying "Well you will have to let me know how that goes". Ethan looked at Angelo "Seriously?, hmmm, maybe one day I will" he laughed. "Yeah I would love to see you kiss Mark that would be hot to see" Angelo chuckled. Ethan laughed and went a little more serious "We talked a bit about you, hope you don't mind" Angelo looked at Ethan "Not I don't, he is a good friend and confident". Ethan nodded "Did you.. you know with him?". Angelo laughed "No, I helped him out of a bad patch with a girl, but that was years ago". Angelo continued "We are very good friends, he was there for me so I gave him a job to help him out". Ethan looked over at Angelo "You really are an amazing person underneath Angelo". Angelo smiled "You amaze me every day Ethan and it makes me love you more and more". They drove with the windows down enjoying the humid air that had descended that day, it was turning out to be one the warmest days so far. Ethan was glad when they got home and he just stripped and jumped in the pool to cool down, Angelo walked outside naked towards the pool, he looked at Ethan who wiped the water from eyes and drew a big smile seeing his fine sexy Latino about to join him. Angelo just loved seeing how Ethan's face lit up, he dived in the pool and surfaced right in front of Ethan who just fell in to his arms. Their lips tenderly kissing until Ethan close his lips over Angelo's and their mouths opened, Ethan moaned as he felt Angelo's tongue slipping in to his mouth eagerly seeking his own. Slowly Angelo walked over to the side of the shallow and hoisted Ethan on to the side of the pool, Ethan's legs were wrapped around Angelo's thighs, their kissing began to take on a more urgent desire as Angelo felt Ethan's legs caressing his thighs. Angelo forced a break from the kiss and whispered 'Oh fuck Ethan I need you', his mouth closed in and Ethan gripped tight around Angelo's neck as he felt his cock pushing his ass open with only one thing in mind. Ethan whimpered as he felt he fullness of Angelo entering his being. The two of them lost in their own world and Ethan threw his head back as Angelo kissed and bit at his neck, his hips providing a steady but forceful movement driving his cock deep into Ethan who moaned and closed his eyes. Ethan felt his body falling back with Angelo's support until he laid on the pool deck with his legs wrapped around Angelo who continued his steady fucking. Ethan raised his head and his hands grabbed hold of Angelo's arms, he ran his hands up along and over Angelo's biceps then along his chest. It turned in to one of those moments where Ethan was trying to control his orgasm but every time his hands ran over the biceps he lusted after nothing but his lover. Angelo leaned forward and kissed Ethan's chest and neck, his forehead came to rest on Ethan's sternum, his body tensed with a feeling of electricity as he cried out Ethan's name. Ethan could see nothing but felt everything the jolting of his hips and then engorging of the cock in his ass and pulsing that rippled from the very end of Angelo's cock in to his body as he shot volley after volley of his seed. Ethan had already orgasmed as they both lay there panting and gasping from the adrenaline running riot in their bodies. The sweat dripping off Angelo from the humid evening air landed on Ethan's chest and trickled on to the pool deck. Angelo giggled and looked up at Ethan who laid there in a dreamy state until he realised Angelo was smiling looking down at him, Ethan began to laugh at how crazy and erratic their love making was getting. Dispensing with all formalities and manners they just went for it every time they were alone. Angelo climbed out of the pool after releasing Ethan from his cock and laid down besides him, they looked up at the stars appearing in the night sky for some time until Angelo pulled Ethan up and they walked back to the house to grab something to eat. He knew they had just had sex by the smiling happy faces he could see through the kitchen window, Matt ducked quickly as Ethan came up close to the window above the sink looking out. When he was sure it was safe he retreated back down behind the cars and across the street then drove off. Ethan went back to the window, he didn't know why but he couldn't get it out of his head that they were not alone and this wasn't the first time he felt that way. Angelo laughed it off telling him to come to bed. As regular as clock work Adam came round at 8am as he was starting to work out with Ethan and Angelo in the mornings. The boys were still in the gym when Angelo appeared dressed for work. Ethan looked up and stopped lifting weights and sat up. "Are you off now?" Ethan asked. Angelo nodded "I should be home around 7pm". Ethan walked over and held his hand "Please don't do anything silly Angelo, promise me?". Angelo leant forward and kissed him "I promise Ethan, I am still angry with him for hitting you". "Drop it, it's over with, if he wants to make amends he can make the first move" Ethan looked Angelo in the eye. Angelo nodded "See you later" he called over to Adam "Later Adam". Adam stopped "Okay, Oh Tony wants to know if you want to dine out later with us?". "Won't be home until 7pm but yes would love to" Angelo replied as Ethan kissed him again. Ethan walked out to see Angelo off and Adam went to grab some water and joined him at the door, there it was again that nagging feeling as he waved at Angelo pulling out the drive. Ethan stopped and turned his focus on the silver car down the street. "What's wrong with you today you look jittery?" Adam asked slapping Ethan's ass. Ethan turned his head "I don't know I get this feeling we are being watched every now and then". Adam knew enough about Ethan to trust his instinct "Really, and you have it now?". "Yes" Ethan nodded. Angelo knew all the residents cars down his small street and the silver one looked curiously out of place, as he approached and drove slowly past it he was sure that the person in the driver seat had ducked down. He shook his head thinking he was seeing things, he turned the corner and headed to the city. Ethan and Adam walked back in the house and Adam could clearly see Ethan was not focused so they quit doing the weights and instead they went for a long walk around the marina. Angelo was somewhat dreading the day as he knew that Jack would be around at some point. Angelo made himself busy between his employees who were training the staff of Raffa's company. Raffa was delighted and his staff had nothing but positive things to say about the new system, Raffa had already seen an upturn in work load coming through. During the review meeting Raffa was only to happy to inform Angelo on how well it was going and so much so that he had put the word out amongst associate companies across the states he worked with. Raffa told Angelo that the companies were all community focused and diverse in culture just like Raffa's company as he knew Angelo would not do business with anyone unless they demonstrated the same principals. Jack was finalising some other legal work for Raffa when he walked in to the meeting room. He walked over greeting Angelo like an old friend holding his hand out, Angelo found it hard to resist raising his fist to punch Jack, instead he covertly tried to avoid eye contact and briefly shook his hand before Jack took his seat at the table. Raffa continued with the review and Angelo pulled all his focus to Raffa ignoring Jack until the meeting wrapped up with Raffa inviting them all to lunch in half an hour. As much as Angelo wanted to go to town on Jack he noticed that the Jack he had come to know was somewhat missing. As Raffa left Angelo flipped open his laptop to keep his mind busy, he noticed that Jack seemed to be holding back allowing other people to exit the room. "Angelo do you mind if we have a chat?" Jack asked closing the door. Angelo breathed and looked up at him "A quick chat yes as I have some work to finish". Jack sat down opposite him "It is a little personal but I hope you don't mind me asking". "Is something wrong Jack?" Angelo eyed him cautiously. Jack spoke quietly "How did your father react when you told him you were gay?". Angelo closed his laptop "That's a very personal and strange thing to ask, why are you asking?". "I have just found out my son is gay and didn't react to kindly to it" Jack was twiddling his fingers. Angelo looked at him "It doesn't change who is inside though, he is your son Jack". "I don't have anything against it but I never raised him to be gay or think that way" Jack responded. Angelo watched carefully "You don't just become gay, it is in you and part of you from birth". Jack looked at Angelo "I never really thought of it that way". "How did you know that you was straight and liked women?" Angelo sat back in his chair. Jack looked surprised "It was just a normal maturing process and felt right". "Do you not think that is how your son felt, did you stop to consider that?" Angelo asked. Jack didn't know what to say "You only hear the word gay". "So how did you react when you found out?" Angelo wanted him to tell him what he had done. Jack looked down "Badly, I struck him, shouted at him and told him to leave". "And was it that easy to disregard him like that?" Angelo was burning up inside. Jack shook his head "He hit me back and stood up for himself, I never got to say anything else, I was angry". Angelo shifted in his chair "Angry at who, you for not understanding or him for being himself?". Jack raised a smile "This is like a therapy session. I don't know, maybe both". "So why did you hit him and not talk to him properly like an adult?" Angelo asked. Jack looked at Angelo "I was brought up to understand that man should not lay with man". "The world has changed Jack, and if you don't change you become a relic of a bygone age" Angelo responded. Jack nodded "The damage is done, he won't speak to me now and I can't get through to him". Angelo saw a sadness in his eyes "Maybe you just have to give Ethan some space and let him figure it out". Jack looked up "I hope I can repair.." Jack stopped "how did you know his name is Ethan?". Angelo gulped realising his blunder and quickly thought "You must have mentioned his name before". Jack slowly nodded "Really!, hmm". Angelo picked his things up "Sorry Jack I have to check on my guys". Angelo hastily left the meeting room leaving Jack sat there, he rushed in to the restroom and splashed cold water on his then leaned back against the wall, fuck he said to himself over and over he knew that his blunder of dropping Ethan's name would not be forgotten by Jack so quickly. Jack stood up and closed the door and picked up his phone to call Ellie, he knew he had never mentioned Ethan's name as he would never reveal this knowingly to business associates. Jack put his phone down on the desk shaking his head, he had a good idea that Angelo knew Ethan more than he was letting on he felt some rage towards Angelo wondering if he had corrupted his son. Jack joined the rest of the team for lunch but Angelo was making himself busy with other people and it was pretty evident that he was trying to avoid Jack at all cost. At one point Jack laughed to himself at their cat and mouse game going on and decided to bide his time. Angelo sneaked out of the restaurant and made a quick call to Ethan. "Hello lover" Ethan's voice came through the phone. Angelo smiled to himself "Are you as sexy as ever?". "Always, what's up?" Ethan could hear a little tentativeness in Angelo. "I had a chat with your father, quite a long one actually" Angelo began. Ethan sighed "Has he calmed down?". "He seems to be, but I made a blunder and dropped your name". Ethan was quiet for a moment "Did he pick up on it?". "I think he did, I am trying to avoid him at the moment" Angelo nervously laughed. Ethan giggled "He can be like a dog with a bone. Don't worry Angelo whatever happens he has to deal with it". "Thank you, love you" Angelo hung up the phone and re-joined the group. The day was beginning to have lots and ups and down Angelo thought to himself as Raffa came over to chat. Jack had gone back to the office so he felt a little more at ease as Raffa went through some plans with Angelo for expanding the software usage, at one point Raffa even made an offer to buy the company outright but Angelo politely turned him down telling him no for now but never to rule it out. Angelo returned to the meeting room later in the afternoon to send some emails, fortunately Jack was no where to be seen. He finished the last email and stood up and closed his laptop, his back was to the door and in the windows reflection he saw Jack standing at the door watching him carefully. Angelo didn't turn around instead he looked at Jack through the reflection "When did you know?". Jack moved in and closed the door "You have just confirmed what I was suspecting". Angelo packed his laptop in to the bag "Oh". "Oh, is that all you have to say" Jack leaned back against the door. Angelo stood his ground "I am not going to do this with you now Jack, I am still angry with you". Jack scoffed "Angry with me?" Angelo turned to face him "The way you treated Ethan". "And you think it right to fuck around with my son, he is only just 18" Jack responded angrily. Angelo picked up his bag and phone and moved towards the door "Jack please move". "No, did you do it to him turn him gay after you met me?" Jack asked looking in to Angelo's eyes. "You want to talk about how really gay your son is Jack, you want all the details?" Angelo responded. Jack moved out of the way "Go on walk out and away from facing me". Angelo opened then closed the door "I'm not afraid to face you Jack, sit down" Angelo pulled a chair and sat down. Jack sat opposite him unsure if he was angry or confused "Thank you". "Ethan was so upset the night you threw him out" Angelo told him. He continued "It took several nights before he stopped reliving what went on and why you reacted the way you did". Jack stared at Angelo intently "Is he living with you?". Angelo nodded "Yes he is, as my partner Jack". Jack looked surprised "Your partner, how long have you been with him?". "We met on his 18th birthday but it was a couple of weeks after when it started to be serious" Angelo replied. Jack shuffled on his chair "So you didn't know he was my son?". He continued "It was only after seeing you that I realised he was your son, I gave him the option to end it then". Jack looked at Angelo "And he didn't?". Angelo shook his head "We had become to emotionally involved and we both love each other". Jack eyed his cautiously "Love?" Angelo hesitate a moment "You have an amazing very kind and loving son Jack, if only you could see that in him". "You think I don't my own son?" Jack appeared annoyed by Angelo's comment. Angelo nodded "I'm sorry but it looks that way, he loves you so much and you are still his father". "He has a strange way of showing it" Jack replied shifting again in his seat. Angelo look at him "I can't force you to accept it Jack, that is something you have to overcome". Jack stood up "I got to like you Angelo but never thought you were having sex with my son behind my back". "Trust me Jack, he never wanted to intentionally hide this" Angelo stood up. Jack stood up "If..., I can't believe I am having this conversation with you". Jack turned and left the meeting room and Angelo sat there for a few minutes looking out the window. His train of thought was interrupted by Raffa entering the room and closing the door. "Oh boy Angelo, what's going on between you two" Raffa sat down next to Angelo. Angelo glanced at Raffa "I don't think I should come on site any more Raffa". "You two not getting along, I know Jack is a tough screwball at times but he is a good lawyer" Raffa laughed. Angelo shook his head "It's way more complicated than that". Raffa patted Angelo's knee "You know Jack's son looks like him, but then I don't need to tell you that". Angelo looked at him "What?" Raffa laughed "You walked past my wife and I on the beach in the Hamptons a few weeks back". Angelo smiled "Really?". "You were so oblivious to everything else but him Angelo, I know love when I see it" Raffa smiled. Angelo stood up "So you know that Jack has figured it out as well". Raffa stood "That is Jack's problem to deal with Angelo". "Doesn't help though having to deal with me here now knowing what he does" Angelo replied. Raffa smiled "No but I pay him to deal with you, anyway you can't stop coming here on site". "Why not?" Angelo looked confused. Raffa laughed "Come on Angelo you know how much my staff love seeing you here, it makes their day". Angelo laughed embarrassingly "Maybe I should wear tight t-shirts then". Raffa laughed shaking his head "Err No, then I won't get any work out of them". Angelo was in a good place as he drove back to Larchmont, he knew that keeping in with Raffa would help drive his own business forward and of course he had Ethan waiting at home for him. Angelo only just got through the door when Ethan pounced on him asking what happened during the day. Angelo recalled the days events and how it was left with Jack walking out the room, Angelo could see the disappointment in Ethan's face as they changed into some casual clothes to join Adam and Tony for dinner. Adam listened intently during dinner to Angelo going through the day again, he needed to know what happened so that he could give his mother an update as she would be lunching with Ellie again this Friday. By the time they finished dinner Ethan's spirits had lifted, he thought it would be a miracle if his father came round so quickly and learning about Angelo today meant it would probably set things back. But he had Angelo and that is what counted. As the weeks sped by Ethan and Adam would work out religiously and also took to jogging around Larchmont, their friendship was closer than ever. At weekends the four of them would usually go to the beach or just chill out around the pool and BBQ, when Angelo and Ethan weren't around Adam would pop by and use the workout room first thing in the morning. Once a week they would drive up to Harrison and have lunch with their mothers, Sandra had taken Ellie under her wings and she was now very popular amongst the social set largely due to her becoming Sandra's best friend. Ethan would occasionally still get the jittery feeling of being watched but this mostly happened during the week and he put it down to Angelo going to work that left an empty hole for a few hours in his life whenever he walked out the door. It was the last weekend before college would resume and Ethan woke up on the Saturday morning still cuddled up to Angelo, he was not looking forward to going back to college and facing up to a lot of the students and of course Ben and Javier.

So this happened Sunday. I was chatting on a4a with a 24 Latino for a couple of days. He wasn’t the usual type I go for, but was cute and from the pics a good size cock. He kept messaging me about how he loved my ass and wanted to fuck me. We didn’t talk about condoms. So, Sunday after it slowed down at work I invite him over and the first thing he does when he comes in the office is grab and feel my ass. I drop my pants to which he turns me around dropping to his knees and starts eating my ass. Once he hears me moan he stands up and pushes his cock in giving me but a second to get use to the sudden invasion before he starts to pound my ass. Five minutes of hitting all the right spots I shoot a load onto the floor and he started to cum in my ass. We take a min to catch our breath and has asked if he could fuck me again. So I bend over the desk again which he starts the same way of eating my ass that is now filled with his cum. Again he stands up and fucks me hard and all I can do is brace myself against the desk. Tens minutes and he starts to slow then stops shooting a second load in me.

Since I got back to London on Jan 3rd I decided I would try for a few loads to get a good head start on the year. During the course of the 3-10 of Jan I managed to get 11 loads and was happy that I had taken more loads than there had been days in the year. I got a load from: a local arse obsessed punk who has fucked me before more than 20 times. A train driver who fucked me over the sink in my office, an architect who shot a five day load down my throat, a young Kiwi guy with a thick 7" who liked going second, an exchange student, a local DJ who has fucked me a few times before which a nice chunky 9", and my boyfriend who was happy to go second or third in a session. Sadly now I am working in a conference center so ive had to slow down as the work days are crazy but ill be back in the saddle soon enough!

I cleaned up and made Bill a coffee. It felt strange to be walking around naked and available to the denizens who came to the sauna. Bill made me lube my arse ready as it had got quite busy. Sid was there, and the old troll called Arthur, along with a couple of guys I hadn't seen before, including a fat, black guy with sagging tits and a short, thick cock and heavy balls. I didn't really know what to do, so I wandered upstairs to the TV room. The black guy was there with Arthur and Sid watching porn on the TV. All were naked and jacking their cocks and talking. "So, we haven't seen you for a while, Mike". Said Sid to the black guy. "Where you been?" They ignored me as the black guy said "Been away working. Haven't had any tail in ages." They laughed as Sid nodded at his cock. "Looks like it wants some today, Mike!" I turned to go as Sid said. "So where were you working?" As he spoke, he casually took my wrist and pulled me towards the sofa. "Oh, up north."Said Mike, levering his bulk off the sofa as Sid pulled me down and onto my knees. "Big construction project, so the money's good." As he spoke, he got behind me and began to slide his cock up me. It was fat and stiff, but slid easily in through the lube. He sighed happily as he lifted his belly onto my back and began to fuck me. "Trouble is, you work long hours and then you're too knackered to do anything else...yeah that's tight...nice.."He said. Sid stuck a bottle under my nose and I sagged into the cushions as Mike began to thrust urgently into me. "Contracts..contracts ended now..." He puffed. " Hang on... I'm going to cum." With that he pushed into me and I felt his cock throb and throb as he spurted. "Phew!" He said " I needed that!" He pulled out roughly, and I felt sperm gush over my balls. "Cheers guys," He said. "I'm going for a coffee" He waddled out as Sid turned to Arthur. "You coming for a coffee?" "In a minute," Said the old man getting behind me and sliding his cock into my sopping hole. "Ok," Said Sid. " See you downstairs when you're done" He left as Arthur began to fuck me. Behind the sofa was a mirror. I saw myself kneeling, being fucked from behind, and there on Arthur's shoulder was a biohazard tattoo I hadn't noticed before. He grinned at me in the mirror. "Hold still," he said. "Got some more spunk for you" Then he grunted and shuddered as he emptied his old balls into me. With that, he slapped my arse, grabbed his towel and left. My descent into depravity had just begun...

My tea was ready for me when I got home. “How was your first day?” Asked my mother as I sat down to eat. “Alright,” I replied, blushing as I remembered being fucked and feeling my arsehole still wet and puffy from the pounding it had received. “That’s good.” She replied. She noted his blush and the excitement in his eyes. She was sure she was right – Timmy was gay and, if his face was to be believed, no longer a virgin. “You’ll be going back tomorrow, then?” She asked. I looked at her and returned her smile. “Oh yes.” The next day, I went to the Sauna and helped Bill clean up before the sauna opened. Bill was stripped down to singlet and shorts to clean the shower area and I saw he was covered with tattoo’s. In particular, there was a large biohazard symbol on Bill’s fat, hairy stomach with two scorpion’s either side. Bill saw me looking. “Like my tatt’s?” He said. “Yeah,” I said “but what does that symbol mean on your stomach?” “Don’tcha know what that means?” I shook my head. “It means I’m poz, mate. You might see a few more on the clientele.” I was surprised, and also slightly excited, and wracked my brains to remember if there had been tattoos on the men the previous day. Bill was rubbing his crotch and there was a sizeable bulge in his trousers. “Mind you, they don’t all have them. May be you got pregnant yesterday already!” And he laughed at my shocked expression. He also noticed me lick my lips unconsciously. Slowly, he unzipped his trousers. “Want to see my old, poz cock?” I stared, mesmerised, as Bill opened his trousers and levered out a fat, heavy cock with a thick mushroom head, slimey with pre-cum. I was trembling with fear and excitement and didn’t resist as Bill took my hand and placed it on the warm flesh which stiffened slowly until I was holding Bill’s erection. “Good lad,” said Bill. “Give it a rub, then” I began to wank the warm. Silky flesh, feeling my own erection in my pants, but feeling my arsehole throb and twitch even more strongly. Suddenly, Bill pulled me into his arms and kissed me on the mouth. I gasped as I felt a man’s lips on minefor the first time, and the wet tongue probing my mouth. I gasped with pleasure, almost swooning in Bill’s arms as the man’s hands went round to cup my buttocks, and my heart pounded in my chest. I couldn’t resist as the hands moved to myis belt, undid the buckle and slid them and myunderwear down to my knees. My cock sprang up against Bill’s belly, but the man ignored it. He sensed Timmy was almost there, almost ready for impregnation. He fumbled in his pocket, found the poppers and opened the brown bottle. He took a brief sniff to get him going, then stuck the bottle under my nose. “breathe,” He said. I took a deep sniff and felt the poppers explode in my head and a warmth which swept away my inhibitions. I began to snog Bill’s lips, gasping with pleasure, as Bill hurriedly pushed his own trousers and underwear down. It was time. “Do you want my cock?” He breathed into my ear. I barely heard, instead squeezing the heavy cock pressing against my belly. Bill chuckled to himself. There was an old sofa in the changing area. He lifted my t-shirt over his chubby torso, squeezing my flabby tits and nipples until I gasped with pleasure. It was definitely time to mate, he thought. He turned me around, bent me over the arm of the sofa, dug the tube of lube out of his pocket, and smeared it gently between my fat, upraised buttocks, dipping his finger in gently until I squealed with delight. Then he grasped his cock, and began to push the mushroom head into the delicate pink slit between my cheeks. I gasped with pain and began to wriggle. “Easy, just relax”, whispered Bill and pushed the poppers under my nose. He felt my quivering body sag in surrender, pushed forward and then the head burst in and his shaft followed in a delicious rush until he was balls deep in my backside. I couldn’t believe how good it felt as Bill began to thrust slowly in and out. My own erection had subsided, and my sole focus was on the sensation of Bill’s heavy cock sliding in and out. I felt Bill pull my arms back. “Hold it open!” He gasped, placing my hands on my buttocks and making me pull them apart so he could get deeper in. I was gasping with pleasure, wanting only to be fucked, and with a growing sense of wanting more – of wanting Bill’s tainted seed. I groaned, my eyes opened wide and my tongue flickered over dry lips as I knew Ie was going to let this man come in me.. Bill was gasping now, close to cumming and he sensed my acceptance of my fate. But I think he wanted to be sure. He leant over my chubby, sweating body and whispered in his ear. “I’m…I’m…gonna cum!” He gasped. “Gonna…ahh…gonna give you my baby’s. Is that what you want… want me to get you pregnant?” I could only arch my back and thrust against Bill’s belly. “Cum in me!” I sobbed. With a growl of pleasure Bill thrust into my chubby body, his cock swelling and throbbing as he shot his dirty load into my rectum, sensing with every spurt that he was impregnating the willing body beneath him. Finally he finished and slowly slid his cock out, closing the buttocks behind to prevent sperm leaking from my ravaged hole. “There you go, you’re fucked now.” He said, belching with pleasure and slapping my quivering buttocks. “I need to open up. Wipe your arse but don’t bother putting your clothes on. I’ve told the regulars you’re an added bonus for them. They can fuck you whenever they want. “ I stood up and nodded. Bill stroked my hair. “Let’s see how many babies we can give you, eh?”

I had gotten dressed, and then with my cunt plugged and my cock locked, left Sir’s apartment. He had given me an address a few blocks away and no other information. My heart was pounding and my cock was drooling through the slit in my cage. I had no idea what to expect. Holding the fat plug in my well used hole made it difficult to walk as quickly as I wanted to but I made it to my destination quickly. The plug pulled at my hole as I walked. I loved it, it felt like I was still getting fucked. I rang the apartment number Sir had given me. The door buzzed open, and I walked in. The apartment was on the third floor of the walk up, and looking at the stairs I felt my hole contract around the plug knowing the struggle I was going to have keeping it in and getting up the stairs. The plug banged against my prostate each time I climbed a step and by the time I got to the third floor I was out of breath, and my cock was leaking so bad that there was now an obvious wet spot in my shorts. I knocked quietly on the door to the apartment and it swung almost immediately open. I was a little taken aback to be greeted at the door by a twink who had to be barely 21. “Come in,” he said, smiling. He had light sandy blonde hair, bright blue eyes and wore nothing but a jockstrap. His thin body was almost entirely hairless apart from a little blonde trail sticking up from the band of his jock. “Take off your clothes,” he commanded as he closed the door. “Yes Sir,” I said and pulled my shirt off over my head. He laughed lightly and smiled a broad toothy smile, “I’m no Sir. I’m a pig cunt like you, well like you’re going to be.” He pulled the front of his jock down to reveal a shockingly tiny metal cage where his cock should be. “Sir is waiting for you in the bedroom. He loves breaking in new boys. Although,” he reached behind me and patted the base of the plug, “from what I hear you’re pretty broken in already tonight. Just through there," he instructed, gesturing towards a half-open door at the end of the hall. The twink walked away through another door, and I walked down the hall. I opened the door to find a dark basically empty room on the other side. The only thing in the room was something I had only seen in porn videos before, a sling. “Get in the sling faggot, I don’t have all night,” said a deep voice from behind me. I turned around to find myself face to face with a handsome black man of about my height. He had a square jaw and clean-shaven face. His hair was so short it was basically stubble. He was stouter than Sir but looked strong as hell. My eyes continued south to his cock. I almost gasped. I can only describe his cock as mammoth. He had the dimensions of a tall boy of beer. My cunt throbbed around my plug and a string of precum oozed from my dick. “Get the fuck in the sling,” he said again, and came towards me. I backed-up into the sling and then, grabbing me by the waist, he tossed me into it. Automatically I flung my legs up and stuck my feet in the loops in the chain. “Look at this fucking cunt. Michael’s done a good job cunting you so far. I see why he sent you to me. Normally he waits a couple of days before sending me a new boy. My cock tends to make them nervous but in the end, they all end up begging me for my seed. Do you want my seed too boy?” “Yes Sir!” “You want me to breed this pathetic faggot pussy, and pump you full of my cum?” “Yes Sir!” “Good. Push that plug out of your cunt then boy. I wanna see your pussy gape.” I closed my eyes and pushed, slowly at first and then harder. The plug was stuck deeper than I had realized and it took a forceful push to get the base past my cunt ring. Once it did though the plug shot from my hole and landed on the floor below with a dull thud. I could tell my pussy was gaping open. It felt cold and I could feel air inside myself. “Fuck. You sure you only started wrecking this cunt today?” “Yes Sir. I’d never been fucked raw before today.” “Damn bitch. Your cunt was made for this then. You’ve already got the lips of a blown-out pussy. It took my bitch months to get this sloppy.” He rubbed his fat cock head against my pussy and moaned. Without any effort, his head was slipping in and out of my hole. Being plugged for so long along with the loads I was still holding inside of me had made me looser and wetter than I knew was possible. He dropped a big wad of spit onto his cock and, looking me dead in the eyes, slammed his cock balls deep into my cunt. I groaned, his cock was wider than Sir’s and possibly longer. My pussy stretched just a little bit more than it had been before. I loved it. I didn’t have to wait to get used to it. There was no pain, just the glorious feeling of my hole stretching around a beautiful, perfect cock. He pulled his cock completely out of my hole, and turning to the open door shouted, “Get in here boy.” The twink appeared almost instantly in the door way. Now completely naked, his silver cock cage glinting in the light. Without being told the boy fell to his knees next to the sling and opened his mouth. The man shoved his cock down the boys throat and at the same time shoved four fingers into my cunt, “Lick this boy's cunt juice off my cock and get me wet again for his pussy.” After a few minutes, he tore his cock from the boy’s greedy mouth and replaced his probing fingers with his cock in one deep stab. I grunted again. The boy got up off the floor and walked over to the corner of the room where there was a small chest of drawers. He grabbed a phone and started taking video. The man was pulling his cock completely from my hole and slamming it back in over and over again. I was a whimpering mess and the twink was zooming in on my face to catch every moment of my ecstasy. “Come over here and film this boy’s cunt. He’s going to want to see his pussy take my cock later.” The twink moved next to his Sir as he changed his pace and started quickly hammering me. I felt like he was slowly pulling my guts out of my body, like my internal organs were being rearranged for me and there was nothing I could do about it. My moans changed to yells and his cock slammed past my second hole breaking me open. My legs were shaking and my arms had gone limp. I couldn’t move or do anything. The rocking of the sling kept ramming me back harder and harder onto his cock. I had completely dissolved into a silent mess by the time he said, “I hope you’re ready for this seed boy. I’m going to change your life.” He grabbed the chains and pulled me to a stop as he bottomed out deep inside my cunt. Growling, he pumped his seed into me as far as he could. My body felt numb but my hole was alive with electricity. I felt his cock swell with each pump, and I swear I could feel his flooding me. When his cock finally stopped throbbing he shook his head a little and breathed for a minute. Then he withdrew his cock from my cunt and left the room saying to his boy “Plug that faggot up and send him back to his Master.” The twink picked the plug up from where it had fallen on the floor and pushed it back inside me. I barely felt pressure now, my hole just welcomed it back inside me. He then helped me out of the sling and handed me my clothes. Just before opening the front door he said, “You did really well. Your Sir will be pleased.

@ObligingBottom Understood. Too many people are free and loose with the term "breeding". If a description says hottie1 breeds guttertrash2, I expect the cum ti be inside him! I think the issue is also THAT - who is writing the desriptions? Is it from the DVD jacket and the studio itself, or is it generated by the tube site based on keywords that sell?

That’s the joy of being able to cum multiple times ? spreading my gift x

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I'm honestly so fucking horny right now. Write me something dirty please piggies! I wanna blow my load, but I crave some hot dirty talk!??☣??

Ah, yes. The hookup app paradox. Where the number of viable hookups is inversely proportional to the number of apps used. Proof: If you use 1 app or more, people will only want the opposite of what you have to offer. If you use zero apps, ie the baths, you will hook up. There is also, schrodinger's bath house, where you don't know if you will hook up or not till you open the box...

Stayed in a hotel this weekend, not long checked in when I fired up Grindr on my phone. Guy comes up only 25 metres away - must be in the same hotel. He’s into leather (so am I) and he’s a dom top. Even better as I was definitely in a submissive mood! He asks for the room number, I get into my leather gear - leather shirt, leather jeans, boots and jacket. He knocks on my room and he comes in - similar gear, but also has a muir cap on as well. Hot as hell, in his 50s. He grabs me by the back of the head and pulls me in for a snog. After a few minutes of this I’m getting horny so he pops open my shirt and starts playing with my nipples. I’ve got really sensitive nipples and I keep moaning - “does that hurt boi, good!”. After a few minutes of that he undoes the poppers on his shirt and goes “play with my nipples boi”. I lick and play with them before he goes “suck my cock boi” and he pushes me by the shoulders onto my knees. He has a pair of sailor front leather jeans, with a flap that comes down. He unzips both sides and a thick cock comes out. He shoves it into my throat and I enthusiastically suck it deep. He’s clearly enjoying it as he puts his hands on the back of my throat and starts pushing it deeper into my throat - I can taste the precum. “Oh, you’re a good boi, aren’t you?”. He then says “I want to fuck that arse of yours, do you want fucked boi?”. I reply “yes sir”. He pulls down my leather jeans and pushes me down over the edge of the bed. He then lubes my arse - I have quite a tight arse but this guy knows what he’s doing, plenty of lube and a bit of work with his finger and he’s got me wanting his cock. I feel his cock pushing in, I breathe deeply in and he pushes it in further, before he moves gently in and out for a bit. Then he starts building pace, slowly at first and then I feel his thighs pushing more into me. He starts spanking my arse and legs hard as he does so. I start gasping and (a thing I don’t always do!) I start dirty talking - “yes sir, fuck this slut”, “fuck me hard sir, use my hole” and other things I can’t honestly remember. As I’m saying these things he’s responding by fucking me harder. I feel him pounding away, leather clad thighs slapping against my bare arse. I’m moaning loudly and after a few minutes I hear him going “I’m going to seed you boi” - I reply “yes sir, seed my hole sir” and shortly after I hear him groaning loudly and he thrusts his cock deep inside and I feel it pulsing. “Yes boi, take my seed, yes, yes”. He keeps his cock in for about a minute, then withdraws. He whispers in my ear “you’re my little bitch boi now, I’ll use you and your holes again. Give me your number.” I give him my phone number and he chuckles and leaves the room. I feel my hole and feel the cum dripping out. I then jerk off before having a shower. Completely unexpected that meet - usually Grindr is a lot of talking and no action, especially for fetish and BB - not this time!

Another update on me taking loads. I was super horny after sucking off an older gent in a busy parking lot this morning. I’m so much of a cumdump that I can’t even get hard unless a dick is in my home now. Nothing to exciting. I just got in his car and sucked him off. Load number 1 down my throat. I was horned up so I hit up a fuck bud who is an hour away and asked if he wanted my hole, he said yeah so I took the drive over to his apartment. I got on my knees and got him all nice and wet. I lubed the both of us up and he fucked me long and deep for an hour before giving me his load. I head out the door and onto my college campus. There was a frat guy who I’ve hooked up with in the past. I couldn’t fit him inside my hole last time we tried (which was before I was an absolute whore) but I was determined this time. He had me come into the frat house, and we chilled with his brothers for awhile before we went to “smoke weed” I don’t smoke but that was his excuse. We went into his room and locked the door behind us. “Don’t moan cause everyone is still here. “ that’s all he said before spitting on his cock and sliding into me. I let out a gasp so he covered my mouth. He only got a few pumps in before telling me he’s gonna cum. He blew his load deep into me and then fucked it in deeper. I had wanted to take a different fuck buddys load before heading out. But he wasn’t available. I’m not satisfied with just being bred twice so I head to the local ABS. I put my money in the machine and waited for cock. I came at the right time because guys were just starting to get off work. I quickly had two cocks slide in from both sides of my booth. I started sucking on the biggest one so I can prepare his cock for my ass. Once he was all nice and wet I stood up and slowly slid onto his cock. He pulled away from my hole at first. I sucked him some more and then tried again. This time he stayed put. I plop his shaft into my slick hole and fuck myself using his babymaker. It’s not long before I hear him quietly grunt and his thick cock spasm. He pulls out and zips up. Leaves in a hurry. I turn and back up on the other cock that’s stikl patiently waiting. This fuckerr doesn’t hesitate. He’s there to get some hole and I’m there to take his load. He pumps into me for about 5 minutes before loudly announcing that “he’s breeding my slutty hole.” He pulls out and I clean him off. I’m waiting for more cocks to poke through when I see a married hand. I notice the ring. I peek through and all I can see is a wrong, a name tag, slacks and a hard cock. I suck him for a bit. Hesitant to back onto his dick thinking he’ll pull away. But when I finally do, he pushes himself deep. He gives me a good fuck. And his married cock spasms as he fills me with his seed. He throws on his jacket and is out of there. I’m getting ready to pull my pants up when another cock comes through. Probably 8 inches and thick. I wrap my mouth around but he pulls away. “I don’t want head. I wanna cum in some hole. “ he says. I recognized the voice. I love anon loads but the curiosity got the better of me, a sit down so I can see more upwards, and I reliaze that I used to work with this dude. He is one of those “straight” dudes who talks about how much pussy he gets 24/7. I was always turned off by it but now that he wants some hole, who am I to deprive him of it? I slide on to his cock and he’s pretty verbal. Telling me that i feel better than pussy (confirming that it was in fact who I thought it was. ) and how he’s gonna get my boy pussy pregnant. He grunts. Cums inside my hole. Says “fuck thanks bud.” And leaves. I walk all out of the abs. Happy and full of cum. I leak onto my seat my entire drive home.

I was lucky to attend the FSM twice Berlin and once the Meat Market party in Amsterdam (all in white hoods as I’m still too paranoid) i still remember the first time, waiting nervously far from the entrance since it was my first time with more than one partner When I decided it was time to stop and just go for it and go in, I got so excited and horny when they explained the rules at the entrance since I got in a bit late it was hard to find a good spot but I managed to find a spot downstairs and went for the bar to grab a couple of drinks to ease my nerves. when the helpers came and tied the hood on my head my heart was pounding and I couldn’t wait anymore so I lobbed my hole real good, when the music turned louder and the stallions got in I started with with the poppers, which only caused my hole to twitch in anticipation! it took a couple of minutes (time really runs differently when blinded) but when I first felt a finger up my hole I gasped, I think the stallion felt it cause I heard him say something to a guy standing next to him All this time I was high on poppers and a few moments later he removed his fingers and shoved his thick dick up my pussy and started fucking HARD (I was so happy I stretched my hole all day with my dildo and plugs while thoroughly cleaning up) i started moaning real loud and just got lost in the moment, i think it attracted some more stallions cause I felt hands touching me all over and feeling my stretched pussy while I was getting fucked. This went for a while till my stallion broke off, slapped my ass and told the rest I had a tight hole, this made me wiggle my ass and hit the poppers in anticipation for the next cock. Didnt have to wait much longer than a few seconds till I felt thick fingers stretching my more then shoving the entire length of the dick up my pussy for another rough fuck, this guy has a different style and he was making me moan louder like a bitch in heat, which caused more stallions to he’d over. I lost track on how many ended up fucking me (I guess it was 30-40 in total) but I made it till the end of the event, full of lube and cum from the stallions cumming all over me (front, back and I loved it when they sprayed my face causing the hoodie to be damp with cum and I got high on the smell!) with puffy ass lips I headed back to the hotel (Axel) and my pussy was buzzing! i was so horny and proud of myself achieving this I felt like I needed more so I hopped on Grindr and Romeo, found a couple in my hotel and they ended up spitroasting me and I even got DPd for the first time that night which made me cum hands free! After almost 2 hours, they both unloaded in my mouth and I went back to my room with a sore, sloppy pussy and slept like a baby

Yeah, I’m a bug chaser. It didn’t take me long into my bareback bottomhood to realize that the thrill of sex increased exponentially if there was a danger element involved. So I started doing it with married men. In public places. With the partners of friends of mine. And eventually with Poz men. I must admit that the whole Poz thing really turned me on. At first I was kind of freaked out about how I got off on the idea of playing roulette with my health, but once you experience that thrill of living on the edge and letting a Poz guy stay in you when he cums... well. It’s all over from there. But this was the mid 90’s and dating/hookup apps didn’t really exist yet. And Poz guys weren’t really to be found on AOL and gay.com. At least not where I lived in middle America. What we did have in my community, though, was a small AIDS hospice. Okay, okay. I know how this sounds. Pretty sick, right? A young guy trolling an AIDS hospice for Poz cock? Preying on gay men in the last stages of life?? But that’s exactly what I did. And very successfully too, I might add. I was in my mid-20’s back then. I was decently attractive with a sort of “golly gee” innocent charm about me (that totally hid my pervy side). And I had a good ass. Total bubble butt. I mean, from the age of twelve I knew I was built to be a bottom. Anyway, I applied to be a volunteer at the hospice. I said I would love to come read to the guys or talk or just keep them company. I could come by in the evenings and on weekends when I wasn’t working. AIDS still had a strong stigma back then, so having a young gay such as myself willing to volunteer was a bit of a novelty. I was snapped up quickly. Now, don’t go thinking that I immediately started going down on and raping all the men in hospice— because I didn’t. I actually did read to them and chat and keep them company, as I had volunteered to do. But I was also developing relationships and sussing out which men might be up for some unprotected sex with an eager, 20-something bottom slut. Eventually I found Ken. Ken was in the later stages of his illness. He was still handsome, in a way, but pretty gaunt. Blonde. Sharp Blue eyes. Mustachioed. He was one that I read to on a consistent basis. But we also talked and developed a decent friendship. Once we were fairly comfortable with each other, I asked him about his past. Like, did he have a partner ever? Did he used to have lots of sex? Did he know how he became infected? Did he used to go to bath houses or anything? He smiled slyly at me and opened up about being quite promiscuous in his day. “How promiscuous?” I prompted. Which is when he started regaling me with tales of sex parties, orgies, back rooms of dance clubs, bookstores, and yes— bath houses. He’d done them all. “And I really liked it,” he said wistfully. “I just really liked sex.” In subsequent visits I prodded him for more and more details, always saying things like “Life is so different now— this doesn’t happen. Back then it was so much more... exciting.” To which he’d agree. He didn’t know how he’d become infected, but it was several years ago now- probably in the later 80’s. He laughed and confided, “Yeah, I was stupid back then. I figured since I was a top, I was immune. That only bottoms got infected. Whoops.” Hearing this I asked if he only ever topped. He shrugged. “I tried bottoming a couple times— didn’t really enjoy it. Besides, once guys saw my dick I sort of automatically became the top.” “That big, huh? You poor thing! You must have been very popular!” I laughed. “How else do you think I wound up in this bed?” He chuckled. From there, I started steering our conversations into more sexual waters. Like did he miss sex? When was the last time he had some ass, etc. He looked at me wistfully and said he hadn’t had any since a year before hospice and that he did miss it. “With all the ass I’ve had, you think I’d be satiated, but I’m not. You always want more,” He said quietly. “Yeah, I know.” I told him. “I’m such a slut for big cock, I can never get enough of it.” Then I winked at him. He actually blushed. That was as far as I pushed it for awhile, letting the seed I’d planted in his mind to germinate a little. Plus, I needed to be sure about what I was going to do and then prepare my next steps. After a couple more “innocent” visits to Ken, I was ready to take it to the next level. This time, for my reading material, I brought some gay erotica. I started reading it aloud, as I would have our other book. After it became apparent what I was reading, he stopped me. “This is a bit of a departure from our usual,” He said hesitantly. “Yeah, I know. But I wanted to mix it up. And given some of our conversations I thought you might like this change of pace.” And I kept reading. As I read, I looked over occasionally and could see him fidgeting a bit and shifting around. I also saw him casually put his hands in his lap to mask his growing erection. I smiled at this and kept on reading. It was a particularly vivid account of a young bottom going to the baths and getting bred by stud after stud- cum leaking out of his chute. After the account of the fourth load from a particularly randy well-hung black stud I put down the magazine and said, “Hmm. You don’t have to be shy. Let that boner be free, it’s ok. We’re both gay, and I got one too.” The chair I was reading in faced him so I shifted my legs so he could see my crotch. I saw him eye my bulge hungrily although he did blush again. But he also moved his hands for me. Holy fucking tent. “Damn Ken, you DO Have a big one, don’t you?” I said breathlessly. I could see the sheet moving slightly as his pulse made his dick jump. “Can I... can I see it? Just a peek. Please??” He looked toward the door and hesitated, and I looked him squarely in the eye and said please again. Slowly he lifted the edge of the sheet and freed his impressive cock. “Ohhh. My.” I exhaled. His Dick was beautiful. It had to be 9 inches at least. It was one of those cocks where the head wasn’t huge and flared— just behind the rim of the head his shaft grew in girth until it reached its widest point about 1/3 of the way down the shaft. Then it tapered slightly to the base. It also arced proudly out from his groin, like the weight of the end of it pulled it slightly downward. And below it all were a nice pair of low hangers, just resting on the mattress. “Damn, you are blessed aren’t you?” I whispered in awe. “Sometimes I think it was a curse,” he said. “Like, if I had an average dick maybe I wouldn’t be sick right now.” “Maybe,” I said matter of factly. “But do you really think having a smaller cock would have changed your sex drive though? I mean, I know big dick guys who have no libido at all, and small dick guys who jack off 10 times a day. All I know is that you seem to have been sexually insatiable and probably would have found a way to have tons of sex, with or without that monster.” This talk was making him lose his hard on, so I quickly said, “Hey. How about you tell ME an erotic story. Like from your bathhouse days. Don’t be a lazy bitch and entertain ME for a change.” I smiled. “Surely you must have a hot tale of a favorite fuck to share.” He smiled back slowly and said, “Oh yeah. I have a few good ones. How about I tell you about the young marine?” “Sounds good to me! Let’s hear it,” i urged. “So this was at the bath house, oh many years ago now. I was there one night and in the sling room was this young, muscle-stud. He had a ‘friend’ who was guarding the entry and whoring him out. Several guys were peering in and and watching the action so I asked the ‘friend’ what what was going on. Turns out this little muscle stud was a Marine, had just turned 21 and wanted his own 21 gun salute. The friend was helping to line up good Dick and to make sure things didn’t get out of control. So far the kid was up to 11 loads and #12 sounded like he was getting close. So I asked if I could take a turn and flashed my dick at the friend. The friend smiled and said “you’re up next”.” “Oh damn, man,” I said. “This is my total fantasy! Sorry for doing this but....” I then unfastened my pants and pulled out my throbbing cock. Ken watched me do it and made no protestations. After watching me slow stroke a few times he went back to his story. “So I hear #12 finish up— loudly. And as soon as he left the room, I walked in. The kid was fucking hot. Exactly what you’d think of when you think US Marine. Tan. Well muscled. Lanky. Buzz cut dark hair. Even the dog tags laying between his pecs. His legs were slightly furry as was his ass. The kid looked up at me and his eyes were totally blown- probably on something. Or it could have been that sex haze. Anyway, I walked up to his face so he could get a look at my cock and his eyes got real big! And then his mouth opened... So I fucked his mouth to get myself good and hard. He was choking and gagging on my cock, but also just moaning like a bitch in heat. It didn’t take me long before I was raging hard. Like I am now.” I looked back at his cock and he was back at full mast and throbbing. I scored my chair right up next to his bed so he was within reach. I think Ken knew what I was thinking, but he didn’t stop me. “Go on...” I urged. “So, I pull out of his mouth and moved to position. I look down and can see a trickle of cum leaking out his ass, as well as a good puddle on the floor. I can’t believe I’m saying this but— I bent down and scooped up some floor spunk and slathered it on my Dick. Then I pushed into him. This boy was so used and so full of cum, I really didn’t need the extra lube, but the idea was hot to me. I pushed in pretty easily to a point, then met with resistance as I got to his second ring. So I took my time and slow-stroked him with just enough Dick so I was teasing his second ring. It felt so... WHOA!” It was at this point in his story when I reached over and grabbed his cock. It startled him. “Whaaa what are you doing?” He asked in a shaky voice. “I’m helping you out, man. You need this. And I want to do this. I wanna make you cum as you finish this story.” His breath was shaky and shallow, but I kept my hand on that impressive cock and jacked it slowly. His eyes half closed and he swallowed thickly. And I knew I had him. “So, you were fucking him slowly, right up to that second ring....” I promoted. His eyes close... “Yeah. Um. So I start to tease deeper. I slow push into him and get my head up in his second ring and you would think the marine is storming Iwo Jima from the noises he starts making. I pull out and slow push in again. And again. And again. Eventually this marine is grunting and Ooo Rah’ing and taking it like a goddamn champ. So I really start giving it to him. Hard. The sling chains are singing and my groin is totally covered in cum spatter as all the other loads are being fucked out of him and deeper into him. He’s going cum crazy and bucking into me to take all I can give. I look back at the door and like 5 guys are watching us fuck. I know I can’t hold out much longer and thankfully I don’t have to. Suddenly the kid cries out and I see cum shooting from his Dick all over his chest and belly. I can feel his ass spasming around my cock and that’s about all she wrote. I ram it it hard, as deep as I can, and I flood his fucking slut marine guts. He’s whimpering and moaning and I and I am so turned on that I keep cumming and cumming and... AGGGH.” Ken’s cum shoots in a perfect arc from his Dick and spatters the sheets. The next spurts drip down my hand and onto his balls. When his orgasm subsided, I got up, put my hard cock away, and got him a wash cloth. I then cleaned up the mess. “Looks like someone had been saving up quite a load,” I said with a grin. Ken couldn’t meet my eyes. I think he felt embarrassed or something. I covered him with a sheet and patted his leg. “Dude, that was incredibly hot and I regret nothing. In fact, I hope we can do this again.” Ken didn’t say anything, but.. was that a tiny nod? After that, I would pepper in my visits with some erotic reading, and it would end with Ken telling me of one of his escapades while I jacked him. It was definitely hot- but time to take it to the next level. About a month after our first JO encounter, I started a more frank discussion with him involving his status. “So, did you still have as much sex after you became positive or did it kind of stop after that.” He grew quiet and didn’t answer for a time. “It stopped… for awhile.” he sighed. “But sex is hard to give up. Did you switch to condoms then?” I inquired. “Mostly…?” he whispered. “Bareback sex is even harder to give up, isn’t it? It’s ok, trust me I get it. You can tell me. I’m not here to judge you- we’re friends.” This seemed to open Ken up a bit. “When I was diagnosed, I sort of… shut down. I withdrew and basically stopped all sex cold turkey. I wasn’t partnered at the time, so I didn’t have to worry about that pressure. Heck, I didn’t even jack off. I just sort of became a sexual zombie. Eventually I was finding myself checking out guys again. Getting horny. Getting those ‘inconvenient boners’ during the day. I started jacking again. And then I got the urge to fuck again. I tried some hookups where I used condoms, but … they didn’t work out so well. I just couldn’t stay hard being all gloved up, and I would end up disappointing the bottom. So I kind of gave up the idea of sex again. Until…” he trailed off. “You fucked a guy bareback and gave him your poz load.” I said. Ken looked up at me with a startled look on his face. “Yeah. I mean no. I mean, I didn’t really mean to, but… it just sort of happened.” “It’s okay Ken. We’re sexual beings and you must have been insanely horny. So, this was your first time fucking bare as an HIV positive man— and I gather that you liked it. Tell me about it?” It looked like he was struggling with something internally. His face contorted a bit and he wouldn’t look at me. So I grabbed his hand and held it for awhile and we sat in silence for a few minutes. “I’m worried what you’ll think of me, but…. “ “I was so damn horny. It had been almost a year since my diagnosis and no real sex. I was going out of my mind. One afternoon I found myself on autopilot and sort of ‘came to’ when I was standing outside my favorite old adult bookstore. I went in and paid my 5 bucks and headed to the back. It wasn’t very crowded and honestly I didn’t even know what I was doing there. I didn’t know what I wanted but I knew I needed to get off. Maybe jack off watching others? Maybe a BJ? I didn’t know. I wandered around for a few and noticed that the glory hole booths were busy. There were these two particular booths that had a decent sized glory hole. I noticed a few lurkers hanging in this area, so I figured some guy was giving BJ’s. So I leaned up against the wall to watch. It wasn’t long before one door opened and this hispanic construction worker came out and was fastening up his pants. He headed for the exit and one of the other lurkers took his place in the empty booth. It wasn’t long before we could hear some groans and movement noises coming from these booths. And the booths, being flimsy plywood, were kind of shaking a bit. So it became apparent that more than just a BJ going on. I look over and the other guy has his fly open and is jacking a pretty decent piece of uncut meat…. “ By now Ken was hard, the retelling had him excited. So I reached over pulled back the sheet and took him in hand, as usual. He flinched a little, but let it happen. He still wouldn’t look at me though, his head was facing the other way out the window as he remembered. “So the guy in booth 1 cums loudly and the booth rocking stops. About a minute later, he comes out with a big smile on his face and heads for the exit. Now there are just two of us ‘lurkers’, and we look at each other. The other guy is older, kind of hard to tell his age really. Maybe 60? Looks a bit… sick… you know? Probably similar to how I look now And I knew. I KNEW he was poz. And yet there he was, jacking his cock at the book store…. He raised his eyebrows at me as if asking if I was heading in or not? I shook my head, and he walked into the empty booth. He didn’t close the door. So I found myself slowly walking up and watching. The old guy fed his dick through the hole and started moaning as I heard the wet sounds of a hungry mouth going to town on his cock. ‘Fuck yeah, suck it faggot,’ he whispers harshly. In my head I know this guy is poz and he’s just letting this guy suck him. In my head I’m really conflicted, but I can’t look away. And I’m… really turned on. Soon the wet sucking noises stop and I hear that unmistakable click noise of lube bottle being opened. I know what’s going to happen and again I’m watching it all go down and not saying anything. The old guy moans and I know the guy on the other side of the wall just sheathed that uncut cock in his ass. The booth starts moving slowly and I can hear the wet sound of ass fucking. My cock is so hard at this point it’s like it wants to tear a hole in my pants to get out.” In my hand, Ken’s cock is mirroring his cock in the story. He’s wickedly hard as he’s retelling this and I just keep jacking him. I stop just long enough to spit on my hand and go back. Ken makes a small noise in his throat, then goes back to his story. “The old guy starts really fucking into this dude’s ass through the glory hole. I’m basically in the booth with him at this point, my face close to the glory hole so I can see his cock going in and out of this ass. I can tell he’s getting close by his wheezing, when suddenly he stiffens up and grunts a few times and I know. I know his load, his… sickness… is shooting into the ass on the other side of the wall. I feel like I should say something. I feel like I should have stopped it before it got this far. But I didn’t. I just watched it all happen while my cock betrayed me in my pants. And I kept watching as the old guy slowly pulled out of the ass with a wet plop. Yup. Definitely no condom on that. He zips up and pats my shoulder. ‘It’s worth it,’ he says. And he exits the booth, leaving me alone in there. I see a finger extend into the glory hole from the other side. The international symbol for ‘stick your dick through, i’m waiting’. At this point I’m basically beyond the point of no return, so I close the booth door and open my pants. I hear the appreciative “DAMN” from the other side of the wall an I know he’s eyeballing my cock through the hole. He sticks his finger through again and motions to me. And before I know it, i’m feeding my dick through the hole. It was all I could do not to cum when I felt his mouth around my dick. It had been so damn long! I let him suck me for awhile, then I felt him pull off. Felt him apply the lube to my dick. I knew this was my chance to pull back… to stop. But I … I didn’t. And then I felt him slowly push his ass back onto my dick. The warm, wet heat enveloped me and I almost cried it felt so good! But I also was so conflicted— I was in this ass raw. And even though I’m pretty sure the previous guy just left a toxic load in there, that wasn’t me. Or was it? All I know is that fucking ass without a condom felt so damn good. I’m so turned on that I know I won’t last much longer. This guy is slamming his ass back onto my dick and fucking himself with it and I’m just standing there pressed against the booth wall letting him. I felt the orgasm building in my balls. I knew I was close. I knew I could pull out and spray all over the booth floor. I knew all this… and I let him keep fucking onto me. I needed the release. I needed to fuck. And then… it happened. I was cumming in him. I was in a post orgasmic haze— barely remember pulling out and zipping up. After a minute or two I stumbled out of the booth just as the other guy was coming out of his. We looked at each other. The guy was in his mid 40’s. Handsome. Dressed in suit pants, white shirt, and a tie. And had a wedding ring on. He saw me see it, and he just shrugged and smiled. ‘Thanks for that!’ he says. After that monster, I’m done.’ And he turned and was out the exit.” Ken paused here in his story and I still jacked his cock. I don’t know what prompted me to push, but I did. “That must have been a shock. Seeing that you just put your dirty load into a guy with a wife and kids, huh? Especially for your first time raw fucking as a poz man. I bet you felt sick about it… and turned on, too.” Ken finally looked at me. “Yeah. At first I was angry. I was all “You stupid fucker! You know you shouldn’t fuck without a condom! You have a wife!” “But it was hot because he WAS married and he WAS careless. Which made it all the hotter. Plus he’d taken god knows how many other loads that day. At least 3. Breeding married men is aways the holy grail… right?” I said all while jacking Ken’s cock more quickly. Ken’s eyes were boring into me. “Fuck yes. Stupid married men, thinking with their dicks … and asses. It’s almost like they’re asking for it. Asking to be caught.” “Asking to be infected,” I whispered. “Getting what they deserve,” he says. “Which is what made it easier the next time, and the next time, and the next time…giving all those stupid fuckers your toxic seed. How many did you fuck and fill, Ken?” That’s when I took his cock into my mouth and started sucking him while I still jacked. “Oh jesus,” Ken moaned quietly and I felt his hand come to the back of my head. I finally had his monster cock in my mouth and I lovingly sucked it and worked the head with my tongue. “Shit, I’m gonna…” Ken managed and he struggled to pull away. But I just gripped his cock and kept my mouth planted right where it was. Spurt after spurt of bitter, salty cum filled my mouth, but I swallowed it greedily. I kept him in my mouth until his cock started to soften- the last dribbles of semen pearling onto my tongue. Ken’s hand was still resting on the back of my head. When I finally released him from my mouth, he said “You shouldn’t have done that. I shouldn’t have done that. I’m really sick, man.” He looked away from me sheepishly. “Ken, you know that the risk of transmission orally is very small. Also, I’ve been wanting to do that for months.” I tell him. He looked at me, with a bit of sadness in his eyes. “I’m going to let you in on a secret,” I tell him as we look at each other. “I’m not a nice boy who volunteers at an AIDS hospice and secretly pines for a boyfriend and two dogs and a house in the burbs. No. I’m a naughty boy. Sometimes I have anonymous sex. I don’t always fuck with a condom. I let guys cum inside me. Sometimes even if I don’t know their status. And sometimes…” I see something flicker across his gaze. “Even when I DO know their status.” “I love taking those loads best of all.” And I winked at him. A couple weeks later, I was back at Ken’s bedside for our reading time. But tonight was going to be different. Tonight was the night. I was going to get his cock and load inside me— unless he had a sudden attack of conscience and wouldn’t let me. I had come prepared. I had cleaned out thoroughly, prelubed my hole, and had lube and poppers in my backpack. I was also wearing a pair of gym shorts that I had cut strategically in the back for access. I pulled out the erotic fiction from his nightstand and read a good story to get Ken in the mood. It worked like always and soon he was tenting up that bedsheet. I put down the magazine. “So, tonight I thought maybe we’d do something different,” say. I see him look at me quizzically. “I thought perhaps I’d tell you one of my stories instead? Something… naughty.” Ken licked his lips and nodded approval. “So, there’s this guy I was hot for. Older than me, but handsome. Blonde— like you. Blue eyes, too. We chatted for a long time before I finally got up the courage to make a move on him.” I reached over and grabbed his throbbing cock. “We did some minor stuff— just hand jobs and blow jobs mostly. Turns out the guy is fucking hung like a racehorse! Fucking jackpot! I seriously can’t get enough of his big dick,” I said while jacking him. Ken’s eyes look black as his pupils are complete dilated as he watches me. “I mean, I love sucking that big fucker,” I said as I bent down to suck on Ken’s cock for awhile. “But I need more, you know? I’m a slutty bottom that craves big cock. And if this awesome guy won’t give me his, then I’ll just go to a bookstore and take some random strangers through a glory hole— you know?” Ken’s breath is coming faster now as I continue to suck him a bit. “So one night, I make my move and try to get this guy to FINALLY put it in me already! Only that’s when he springs it on me. He’s HIV positive. He doesn’t like fucking with condoms and he doesn’t want to risk infecting me, so he doesn’t want to fuck me.” I look at Ken as I pause in my story. “So I started sucking his cock and I tell him that I don’t care. That I want him to fuck me bare. That I want to— no, NEED to feel him cum inside me. I tell him I’ve let other men fuck me bare and some of them have probably been poz too. Heck, I might even be infected now and I may not know it. I’m so slutty and careless it’s almost like I DESERVE to get it, you know? Just another stupid bottom thinking with his hole. And whether he fucks me or not, nothing is gonna change this.” I feel Ken’s cock twitch and jump in my hand as I say all this. I then casually reach into my back pack and get out the lube and poppers. Ken’s breath hitches in his chest. I open the lube and start slathering his massive member. Ken’s eyes don’t leave mine. “So, this guy finally relents. I lube him up, open my shorts, lube my hole a bit, then get on top of him,” i say as I climbing onto his bed and mimicking all the actions coming out of my mouth, “and take a massive hit of poppers because I know I’m gonna need them.” I hit the poppers hard. “And then I slowly— finally— lowered myself onto him,” I whispered. It was like being torn open. Even with the poppers, Ken’s cock was huge. Easily the biggest I’d ever taken in my life to that point. It was the thick part just past the head that was the trick. I had to pull off, relube him, hit more poppers and slowly inch my way through that thick part as my hole burned in protest. Then there was a ‘pop’ as that thick spot suddenly breached my hole, and it got easier. I slid all the way down. Ken hissed as I hilted myself onto his dick. His hands found my hips. “The guy’s cock was massive, but I’d wanted it for so long inside me that I took it like a champ. And then I started riding him slowly. I wanted him to feel every inch of my insides and know that I wanted him there.” I rode Ken slowly up and down, getting myself used to his dick. Occasionally I stopped for poppers. “This guy had told me stories about his past… how much ass he’d fucked. I just hope mine would live up to the others. And, truth be told, I loved the fact that his dick had been in so many guys and it was finally my turn.” “I know this guy said he was conflicted about fucking me, but his raging hardon said otherwise. He loved it. And I know that in his secret heart of hearts, that he loved breeding guys with his poz seed. He loved fucking bare and dumping his toxic DNA into as many asses as would take it. Breeding all these guys who would never ask for a condom. Never ask about status. Just take whatever load in their cumhungry cunts. I know he didn’t like to admit it to himself and he probably felt ashamed for doing it. And even more ashamed for being so goddamn turned on by the idea that he’s infected dozens, if not hundreds of guys by now.” “Yeaaaaaah,” Ken moaned quietly as I continued to ride him. “I told this guy that it was ok. I understood. We all had that biological urge to procreate, and this was our way. Making sure a little bit of us lived on in others. And I told him I was a willing vessel. In fact, I wanted him to cum in me. I wanted it to be HIS cum that infected me. I didn’t want to be like he was and not know where the virus came from. I wanted the moment to be memorable. I wanted to KNOW. And I wanted him to know that he was the one.” I was riding the full length of Ken at this point. I had opened up to where his cock was plunging into my second ring on each thrust and I was leaking precum into my gym shorts with every bounce on his cock. Ken was helping guide me as he grabbed my hips. “Do it Ken. Cum in me! Fill me! I want you to be the one! Please??? Be the one who knocks me up!” Ken’s eyes flicked open and he grabbed my hips hard as he thrust up into me. His cock was buried well up into my second ring when I felt the pulses. The throbs. The wet heat. Ken’s AIDS cum was shooting so deep into me that I knew it would take. And I filled my gym shorts with my own seed as I spontaneously came from the knowledge that I was taking a living part of Ken and continuing the line. Ken shuddered and we stayed welded together until his cock had softened enough to easily come out of my ass. As I pulled off of him I bent down and kissed him lightly on the lips. “Thank you,” I whispered. I got off the bed, grabbed a wash cloth and started to clean him off. There was a little blood on the rag after I washed off his dick. He saw it and his eyes got big and I could see him wondering if he had hurt me. “Dude, you have a massive cock- the biggest that’s ever been in me. I was expecting this. Maybe next time I’ll be a bit more loosened up.” And I smiled at him as I went to the wash room to clean myself up. Ken and I fucked a few more times, but it wasn’t long before his health took a turn and before I knew it, he was gone. At least I got to be by his side when he left this world; for that I’m grateful. And yes, I did get sick after our fuck sessions. Sure enough, I had caught the ‘fuck flu’. Testing confirmed it. Given the timing, I knew it was Ken’s doing. And I was grateful for that ,too. I kept volunteering at the hospice after that. I mean, it wasn’t like Ken was the only guy I spent time with during my visits, but Ken was the only one I had cultivated a fuck relationship with. Until Mark. One evening I was visiting Mark and as I was preparing to read to him he stopped me. “Um, I was wondering if you could maybe read this tonight instead,” he asked. He pulled out the magazine of erotic fiction that I had given Ken for our sessions, and he handed it to me. I smiled. “Uh, Ken said that you would read to him out of this and it was very, um… stimulating. I was hoping that maybe we could do the same?” Yes Mark. I was positive that we could do the same.

Please ignore any random spelling errors or odd punctuation my iPad key bored is horrible haha. Everyone remembers the first time they stepp out and play with someone else.... I was a married 28 year old living in a new city. My husband had been relocated by his employer and his new job had him traveling three times a month to different parts of the country. Life was great for us. We had been married for six years, his job provided us with plenty of perks, and we were happily monogamous. Seattle was everything we had heard, amazing food, great views, and plenty of eye candy. The only downfall of his new job was he never had time to go out, so our friend pool was super shallow. Each time he went out of town I found myself stuck at home and bored out of my mind. I had yet to find a new job, so my days at home consisted of me watching Netflix, binging on porn, and eating whatever I wanted. We weren’t gym god gays at all. The husband was a typical midwestern guy with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a towering height of six foot 3. He weighed a little over 260 lbs, and was the definition of a bear. I on the other hand was a 5 foot 7 furry brown haired cub. Not really fat, but a nice mixture of husky, and the remains of muscles from my teenage years playing football in high school. Our sex life was the standard married sex life. We fucked twice a week and always in the same position. Even though my husband was a big bear, he was the biggest bottom ever. He rarely fucked me and when he did he was never able to cum in my ass like I craved. In the six years of our marriage, he was only able to breed me once and that took me riding him while he did nothing. Super exciting right? We had been in Seattle for a little over a month, and we hadn’t had sex since we moved. Jack was busy working almost everyday, and he didn’t get home until well after 7 pm. Each night I would greet him with a glass of wine and dinner in hopes he would be in the mood. Each night it was the same answer. “I’m so tired, lets have sex tomorrow morning.” Each morning passed and here I was sexless and frustrated. Each passing day allowed my mind to wander more and more. I was starting to notice more guys when ever I went out, and I caught myself going grocery shopping at stores in the gay district. II never planned to do anything outside of the house, but as we all know, our dicks will lead us to doing crazy things. Jack had just left for a two week trip to Boston, and I finally had it. A little flirting on an app wouldn’t be considered cheating right? We had downloaded scruff when we moved in hopes that it would gain us some friends to explore town with. Jack did not know however that I had also downloaded Growlr, and set up a profile with just some body shots. I had used this a few times to dirty chat with guys, trade pictures, and jack off when he wasn’t home. It’s was an absolute rush to chat with someone who didn’t know me and see what they would do to me. I always focused on guys that were from out of town in hopes that they would never see me in real life. I knew jack would kill me if we ran into a guy on the street that I had sexed with. Jack had been gone for five days, and my diick was constantly hard. No matter how many times I jacked off I was still horny as fuck. It was 8 pm on a a Friday night when I jumped in the shower. I knew I was going to have some fun with some of our toys and I wanted to be nice and clean. I had logged on to growler and woofed a few guys before showering. As a scrubbed down my body fur I heard the familiar noise of an incoming message. The noise caused my dick to rise instantly. By the end of my shower I was clean and ready to have night in with me, my poppers, and a 10 inch dildo named Stan. II dried off, grabbed my phone and went to lay down on my bed. Not only had I received a message, the guy had unlocked his pics, and sent me a few more. We exchanged the normal, hey....what’s up....horny? Conversation. He told me his name,that was in town on business, and asked if I ever played with married guys on the DL. When I read this I started to leak precum. I told him that I was also married and that my husband was out of town and that we were also monogamous. The conversation kept going normallly until he asked me if I got off on cheating. This wa something I had never really thought about, but as I laid there stroking my dick I realized that I was really getting into the idea of it. “It’s somthing I hadn’t really ever thought of. We have been monogamous our entire relationship” ”Same. Well he thinks we have been. I started playing around when I traveled a few months ago and the rush of a new dick is insane.” ”Oh really? Don’t you feel guilty?” ”I did at first. But then when I bred the second guy I played with that all went out the door!” When I read the word bred, I felt an orgasm building. But instead of shooting I stopped jacking off and took a deep breath. I thought to myself that maybe I should just delete the app and go to bed. I wasn’t about to go cheat on my man and take a strangers load. II slowly typed a message back with shaking fingers. “Oh wow. Don’t you worry about catching something? “ ”Nah...as a top its rare to get an STD that isn’t treatable with something, and I only fuck neg guys.” ”I guess that makes sense.” Our conversation continued, and we kept sending pics back and forth. Paul was totally my type. He was a ginger bear in his early 40s with a ton of body hair and a thick uncut cock. It was when he started to send pictures of him breeding a guy that I felt the start of an orgasm coming on. I stopped jacking off and we continued to chat. “So Chris, doo you think I could get a face picture?” ”Uh....I don’t really send those since my man doesn’t know I have this app.” ”Oh, cmon, I’m not from here, im a cheater myself and I wouldn’t show anyone. Be a good son and show daddy a face pic.” That was it. He had found my weak spot calling me son. Without realizing what I was doing, I held my phone above me and took a picture that showed my fave and my furry body. The moment I hit send I felt a twinge in my stomach. What was I doing? I took another deep breath and heard a message alert tone. ”Damn son...you are one cute fucking cub. I love the beard and those eyes just suck you in. Dont you wanna be a goood boy and come ride daddy’s cock? I mean, it says were only .2 miles from each other. So my airbnb must be pretty close.” Damn, the guy was super close and was now calling me son. I could feel my dick starting to take over my mind. Would meeting the guy really be that bad? I mean, maybe I could have him over for a glass of wine? ”Oh you’re a bad daddy! Trying to get me to cheat.” ”Son, I think you’ve already made the decision. You sent me a face in after all.” He was right. The fact I had sent him a face pic and called him daddy had told him that I wanted his dick inside of me. My ass twitch at the thought of taking his thick uncut cock raw. ”Son, wouldn’t it be hot to be bred in the bed you share with your man? Wouldn’t it be sexy to take your daddy’s load while you bite his pillow? Trust me, a night of me fucking you and you’ll never forget me...ever.” ”That does sound hot...I haven’t ever thought that cheating on my husband would ever be something I would do....” ”See son, your already becoming ok with the idea of taking my dick bareback and letting me give you what you’ve always wanted a needed.” ”Would you be ok with coming here and having some wine and just seeing what happens? I mean, if we just jack off next to each other that’s just as fun right?” “Sure son, I love a good wine, and I love looking at a cub jacking off. When can I come over? I froze before I wrote the next message. Was I really about to invite a guy over and possibly have sex with him? I slowly typed my next messsage and took a minute before I hit send. “you can com over now. I just showered and have a few bottles of red already out. Here’s my address.” ”Looks likewise only a five minute walk son. I’m on my way.” When he sent this my dick hardened to the point of it hurting. I had just invited over a guy that wanted to pump a load into me. I quickly ran downstairs and opened a bottle of wine and chugged down half of it. I knew I needed liquid courage too do what I was about to do. Before I knew it I heard a knock at the door. As I went to answer it I realized that I was naked, great I thought to myself. What a way to answer the door. Paul stood at the door wearing gym shorts and a sweatshirt. I could see he didn’t have a shirt on under it and I guessed he was camando as well. “Wow son, what a way to greet your daddy!” I went to cover my junk and I blushed. ”YEah...I was jacking off in bed when you messaged me. I can throw on some underwear if you like.” ”Up to you. Though I wouldn’t mind seeing you in a jock if you have one. “ He smacked my ass as he entered the door. “Wow. What a nice place you have!” I heard him call as I ran upstairs for a jock. ”Yeah, we just moved here a few months ago” I called back down as I grabbed a jock and slid it on. “The husband works for a big company and they offered to give us a package that included money to move into a place. “ By the time I finished saying this I was back downstairs. ”Oh woof son, that jock looks great on you! You might be one of the harriest cubs Ive ever seen!” I could see him looking me up and down. I could also also see his dick rising in his gym shorts. “Why thanks Paul...erm, daddy” This sentence sealed the deal. I knew that by the end of the night I was going to have a naked man in my house that wasn’t my husband. “Would you like a glass of wine?” I asked as I poured myself some. I could feel the wine I chugged earlier taking over my mind and lowering my inhabiitions. ”Yes please! I had a long day of travel and a glass or four sounds great!” He said this while walking into the kichen. He ended up behind me and slowly moved his arms around me. I could feel his dick rubbing my ass I knew that by the end of the night we would be doing more then just jacking off. He slowly rubbed he hands on my furry stomach and down to my bulging pouch. “Wow son, someone is excited to see daddy!” I could feel his hands all over me. With each pass I grew hornier and hornier. I threw back my glass of wine, and slowly ground my ass into his dick. “It also looks like you want daddy’s dick up that furry ass.” He said this in a growling low voice right behind my ear. I could feel every breath of his on my neck. He grabbed two bottles of wine from the counter and asked me to lead him to our bedroom. My mind was racing as we walked upstairs. I was leading a man to our bedroom, and I knew I was about to do something irreversible. The moment we got into the rooom he tossed back the remaining wine from one bottle and sat them both down on the nightstand. He them looked at me directly in the eyes and I just melted. He slowly walked to me, grabbed my face and started to kiss me. The moment his tongue entered my mouth he had me. Jack was not a fan of kissing and I loved it. I felt Paul wrap his thick arms around me as we fell onto the bed. “Is this the bed you share with your husband son?” He asked me as he laid on top of me. His weight felt perfect on me and I could feel wet spots on both of us. “ Is this the bed daddy’s gonna breed you in? Your husband isn’t here to tell you to stop. But don’t worry, daddy is a better top that he is and ill fuck you better then he ever has.” We continued to kiss and grind against each other. “Yes daddy, this is our bed.” I said in a muffled tone. His mouth continued to kiss me. I felt one of his hands move down to his shorts and in one motion he ripped them off. His cock came out and popped down on my stomach. II could feel the head of his dick ooozing precum. He scooped it up and slowly moved it towards my ass. “Might as well get you lubed up a little son. Natures lube is the best for daddy to breed his son with. “ I felt his fingers part my cheaks and rub his precum on my hairy hole. “Mmmmm. Son I can feel your hole twitch” as he said this he leaked more and more precum until my stomach was soaked. For ten minutes he worked more and more of it into my ass until he was able to successfully get three fingers up me. By this time my hole was open and sloppy with his juice. I groaned and said, “Daddy that feels so good. You’re precum inside of me makes me feel so slutty.” ”You are a slut son. You’re letting daddy work his pre into you on the bed you share with your man. You’re a cheater just like your dad. “ As he said this her worked one more finger up me and he began to massage my prostrate. With each rub I moaned and moaned. He could tell that I was a bottom in need of a real man. I felt him move and he passed me the bottle of poppers from the nightstand. “ Here son take a few hits. Daddy wants to see you piggy out when I start to rub my dick.” I took the poppers, opened them up and inhaled the fumes. between the wine and the poppers I was in heaven. Daddy looked at me and chuckled, “now there’s the little piggy cub I knew you were. Your eyes look soo fucked up. Ready for my cock son?” The poppers had hit me. “Yeah daddy, give me that raw dick. Fuck a load into me. Fuck me better then my husband could ever do!” I screamed these. Words out as Paul rubbed his cock on my hole. I could feel my ring release as he slowly slid in. He was so thick that I had to take one more hit. Thankfully he had worked my hole with his precum before his assault. Inch by inch he entered me. I was feeling feelings that I hadn’t felt in years. It felt like minutes had passed when he was balls deep in me. Here I was, a married man, with a bear inside me raw....and he wasn’t my husband Daddy slowly rocked back and forth. With each rock he looked at me, “Take a few more hits son. Let your inner dick pig come out. Show daddy how much you want his gift. Show daddy that you want him to change you forever!” I took three more hits and let them roll over me. As they hit I moaned out, “Daddy fuck me. Breed me. Give me your seed!” My mind was gone. I was no longer the good husband. I was a bottom pig begging for my dads cum. “That’s it boy. Keep taking those hit. Beg me for my gift, beg me for my cum” I could see sweat dripping down his face and onto me. He looked me in the eyes as he lowered himself. As he continued to breed me, he kissed my neck and then slowly moved up to my ear. Withe a gentle bit he asked me a question, “does my son know his daddy is a gifter?” I froze. I had read things about gifters and what that meant. “Take another hit son, let daddy give you the gift that you known you’ve wanted. Once you get my gift you’ll be able to have sex with anyone.” He kissed me again and grabbed the poppers. Instead of having me huff them he soaked his gym shorts with them and held them to my face. I could smell the poppers and his sweat, I could smell the man who was fucking me, and I could smell my ultimate demise. With each smell my ass lossened more, and daddy fucked me harder and harder. I could’ve stopped him, but I wanted his load. “That’s it son. Let daddy breed you and change you forever. I can feel your ass wanting it. “ We were both sweating and I was in a popper high. Minutes of fucking went by when I saw him close his eyes and tense up. I could also feel his dick harden and I knew what was about to happen. “Son! You’re getting it. Your getting it! What a good boy! Take my poz cum!” As I felt him cum in me I grabbed his ass and pulled him in as deep as he could he go. The deed was done and with a few more thrusts I shot my load all over us. our room smelled like sweat and cum and I didn’t care. Daddy pulled out of me and fell to the bed next to me. Laying on my husbands pillow I looked down at his dick and saw a mixture of cum, spots of blood, and ass juice. He saw me looking and said, “Looks like your gonna be just like daddy after all. I always knew you’d take after my side of the family,” With that he rolled over, grabbed me and we drifted off to sleep. 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Meet a guy from Doublelist that told me that he was very horny with a lot load. I suck him until he drop his load inside my mouth. It was a lot.

Hey Melbourne pigs, I'd really love to make some play videos for XTube and PornHub and I need both cast (vers/tops preferred) and crew (camera/fluffers). Anyone interested? HMU for more info, but it'll be raw and kinky for sure.

I agree with most of you guys, if he's in my ass bare its his right to cum deep in my ass. if I let him fuck me bare it is his choice where he wants to pump his load. if he asks me where, I tell him to cum wherever he wants (hoping it will be deep in my ass. if he asks what I prefer I always tell him deep inside) as long as he tells me when he's about to cum. its a huge turn on for me to hear him say when he's about to pump my ass full of his seed. I love it when he never asks and just cums in me. I also love swallowing his load too when he gives me the opportunity.

Huge load leaking out of my hungry PIG hole now from a regular who comes by about once a week. Always wants the door unlocked and me completely naked in a totally dark room. I've never seen his face or found out his name. The only picture he has on Grinder is of his chest. For a long time he would just want a blowjob. After the 7th time blowing him. I offered my ass up for next visit. He was back the next day and fed me a nice load, stayed hard as a rock and dumped another nice load deep in my ass.

You can breed me anytime

Damn- want to go to a bar and have someone give me a drink with something in it, take me to his house and then he and his friends have their way with me- and fuck me all night and I take all loads in my ass and I am in no condition to refuse anyone who wants to fuck me.

I concur with this thought - it resonates with me - but would add that personally being on the more functioning end of the autistic spectrum makes me rather focus on things quite intensely... mix in a little anxiety and I am not sure the constant competitive nature of being one amongst oh so many bottoms does a lot for self esteem.

A surpise fuck at bookstore after work. I went in hoping to get blown, and I see two guys in very back messing around. A clean cut 20 something, bent over bench and getting fucked by a 60's guy. I go over and lean against wall to watch, and I notice the old guy is wearing a rubber. They're both having a good time, so I present my cock to the younger one to suck, and he's all too happy to do so. I guess the old man liked the show, as he quickly came, pulled out and threw rubber on floor as he left. The bottom pulls a rubber out of his jacket pocket, and hands it to me and says he wants me to fuck him. So I unroll the condom over my cock as it's right in his face, and as I'm walking around to his asshole, I slide the rubber right off. His hole is slick from the fucking, and I slide in deep and fuck his ass nice and steady. When I heard him coming, my balls tightened up and I shot my charged load in him as deep as I could. I stayed inside until my cock stopped twitching, and then I slid out, tucked my cock back in my jeans, and left for the exit.

Teaching my brother about the Porn Star diet to get his system ready for MAL the last 3 weeks was fun.

Guys... I just came to realize that I will never stop getting my ass bred... every time I take a break the urge to get my ass bred comes back stronger than ever ! Booked a hotel room in fort Laurderdale last weekend for a single night. I arrived around 8:30pm and surprisingly the city still had a few visitors for New Years. Ended up getting right cocks in my ass on Friday night. (Two blacks, one white from Ohio massive beer can, another local white muscle bear 8.5 cut big mushroom head, an interracial couple and a Brazilian with a horse cock) I got so high on weed I couldn’t say no anymore. Just kept them coming from Grindr, BBRT, Squirt and GROWLr. Saturday morning I had around 7 guys if not mistaken. A Denver guy on his 40s. White tall linebacker type of body massive beer can dick. An average Cuban cock, one Haitian with a super thick tool, an older white daddy probably poz with a super tool. Uncut heavy balls, a white twink who lived a few blocks from the hotel and a married with woman dude super sexy. White look no idea where from however extremely sexual. He licked my feet while he was inside me. long sorry short... although I try to wear condoms to keep myself away from the STDs I just can’t resist the fact of having my inside sloppy full with warm thick cum.

32. "Oh yeah! Fuck!" Tony moaned, feeling Louis' hot mouth around his monster cock. He pulled it out from the hungry mouth. "You like your first cock, stud? "Yeah! Yeah I fucking do!" "Then go on and suck it some more!" Tony ordered and pulled Louis on his cock again. He felt hands on his ass and back. Aaron and Kev came from each side and started kissing him. "Try a different cock!" Tony commanded again. Louis obeyed. He moved to the right and started swallowing Aaron's 8.5 inches. Tony looked at Eric, who was still jerking his cock, watching his best friend be a total cocksucker. Louis moved to Kev's toxic 7 inches. Clearly loving to have his mouth used. Tony saw, that Eric stood up, still massaging his cock. He stared into his eyes - they were filled with lust and curiosity. Tony pulled Louis up and dropped to his knees himself. He started sucking the hairy hunk's 8 inch veiny cock. Louis moaned and pushed Tony's head deeper on his cock. Tony stretched his hand out and played with Louis' nipple, hidden under the forrest of dark, coarse fur. He took the cock out. "Your friend looks like he wants to join..." said Tony towards Louis. Louis looked towards Eric. He was leaned against the wall, his cock hard as rock. "You really don't wanna join Eric?" he asked. Eric looked at him confused. "Oh c'mon Eric! It feels fucking amazing!" Louis' moaned with his cock in Tony's mouth. "I... I..." "Come give it a go bud! It won't kill you!" said Louis. Eric unsurely stepped closer to the men. Aaron came to him, grabbed his cock and led him closer. They stopped in front of Louis and Tony. Aaron pushed Eric down. "Try it out" said Tony as he popped Louis' cock out of his mouth. Eric hesitated for a second. Then he started sucking the tip. Then he went deeper. And deeper. And faster. Tony smirked as he heard Louis moan and grab Eric's bald head and pushed him deeper on his cock. Tony stood up. After a little while, he waved his poz cock around. Eric stopped sucking Louis. "You like that huh?" Tony asked. "Yeah." Eric said clearly. Tony laughed and pulled him up into a deep kiss. Then he watched Louis and Eric make out. He came to Eric from behind. Kev and Aaron did the same with Louis. He put his hand on his ass and fondled it. He continued massaging it. Then he squished his toxic cock on his asscrack and bit and kissed into his neck from dehind. Eric turned around and kissed Tony again. He could see, that Aaron and Kev were kissing Louis' hairy shoulders and neck. "You want this toxic cock?" "I... I... I..." "Do You?" "Uhm... I... I... Yeah." Eric confessed. Tony's big cock bounced. He rubbed Eric's hole with his fingers. Then he slid one in and started finger fucking Eric gently. Eric groaned and looked deep into his buddy's ass, who was getting the same treatment from both Kev's and Aaron's fingers. Tony slowed got his cock into position. He started pushing it in. Eric groaned. Louis as well after being impaled on Aaron's cock. Tony started drilling Eric's virgin hole. He saw Eric and Louis started making out. Tony speeded up, fucking Eric with som much agression, he moaned into the kiss. On the other side, Aaron was pumping his toxic cock into Louis' cunt. The man was so hot! Muscular, beefy and hairy all over! Aaron speeded up his tempo, grabbed Louis by the hips and started impaling him deeper on his dirty cock. "FUCK YEAH! Take our fucking toxic cocks!" Tony shouted and continued to drill Eric's ass, occasionaly stroking his shiny bald scalp and slapping his hot ass. Tony and Aaron both felt their orgasms approaching. Tony was going really fast now. His toxic cum boiled inside his balls. "YEAH FUCKER!" he roared as he smashed his cock balls deep into Eric. "You want that toxic load?" asked Aaron seductively. Louis just groaned. Tony started cumming inside Eric's neg pussy and shouted: "YEAH! FUCKING TAKE MY POZ LOAD! GONNA CHARGE YOU UP STRAIGHT BOY!" Aaron's orgasm approached as well he emptied his charged up cum inside Louis and said: "Yeah! Fuck! Pozzing your virgin hole right now!" Louis moaned. They took their cock out of the stretched out, gaping holes. Both "straight" guys stood up, still moaning and kissing, feelung their manpussies dripping tocic cum. Kev was still jerking his poz cock. "Let Kev have a piece as well boys!" daid Aaron. Kev bent over and spread his cheeks apart saying: " Breed me with your neg load!" Eric slipped his cock inside Kev. Louis came to Kev's mouth. Kev started sucking on Louis' cock. They didn't last long, feeling poz cum dripping down their legs and a hot mouth or pussy around their cocks. They both came at the same time with wild grunts and noises. Lemme know what you think! Don't be shy message me or leave a comment!??☣☣?

Disappointing. But hey his profile says he hasn't been online since 2015, so maybe he has joined the heavenly brotherhood ?

Part 14 As Chris continued to pound my hole hard, I and my boyfriend kept our eyes locked on each other. Chris, despite having just cum a short time ago in my boyfriend, all at once rammed his cock deep inside me and almost yelled, "Oh, yes, another load of my AIDS cum is going in you now. Love it." I could see tears in my boyfriends eyes as I knew there were some in my eyes also Chris ground his load into me for little bit, then arose from off of me, his cock flopping out of my cum filled hole. He kind of grinned at us both and then without a word turned and went into the other room. I got up and stood looking at my boyfriend, wondering what the hell he was doing here. I looked into this eyes and asked him, "what? why? How did you get here and what is going on? What is happening here?" The words ran together and I am sure they didn't make much sense. My boy then said, "I am so sorry, but you have been tossing and turning in your sleep lately and also talking. You kept saying you wanted to be pozzed, you wanted AIDS, you wanted Chris's cock to unload in you." He halted for a moment and I asked, "But, what are you doing here?" He started to cry then and told me, "I snooped and found out who Chris was and decided to come here to try and stop him from this, this, I don't know craziness, I guess. Chris answered the door naked and I saw that huge cock of his and had trouble talking to him with it swinging around as he walked around as I spoke to him. Then, I don't know why, but I just all at once fell to my knees to beg him to stop and he stopped with his cock right in my face and before I knew what I was doing, I was sucking that big beautiful cock and one thing led to another and then we ended up in his bedroom and him in me before I knew what had happened." My boyfriend said, "I failed you miserably and while I was in the bathroom, trying to get some of that cum out of my hole, you must have arrived. I was in there a long time and when I came out, all I could see was some guy, didn't know it was you, getting fucked hard by some other guys while Chris was watching. The scene must have turned him on, and me too I am afraid, and before I knew what I was doing Chris had me pinned down and fucked me again. When he was done and coming to do you again, is when I found out you were already here. Please forgive me for snooping?" I grabbed him and told him, I forgive you, if you forgive me for getting us both into this mess. From the first time I saw Chris, the urge to have him infect me has grown and grown in me. I didn't even think about you and I am ashamed of myself for not confiding in you." We sat then and hugged each other and vowed that no matter what now, we would be together and help each other through this. We were going to become AIDS whores together.

Don't get your hopes up. I did 3 times .... And each time .. nothin. Ghosted 2 times and then promised to make it up to me with tribute and ....nuthin. . He's not even that ugly.

Too bad you never actually come through we with your broken promises. Talk about a disappointment. Three different times. ???

1. Bring your own “special” condoms that will break on use. The top will almost never stop. Personally had several never even tell me the condom broke. ? 2. Lube your hole with Vaseline or another oil based lube before he arrives. It’ll damage the rubber. Mixed with step one and you have a sure fire method.

Man, that's a nice cock. Now I want to see your face.

I find it hard to cum when I top. I'm just that big a bottom. Now jack me off while pounding my hole and I'll cum in no time at all.

Chapter XXIV A couple of minutes until 8 and the door beside the bar opened and the owner strode out. We both saw him at almost the same time. We sat and stared as he made his way around the bar, greeting customers here and there as he made his 'rounds' as it were. Neither of us could hardly breathe watching. I could tell he knew we were there, but was dragging out our wait. I knew my love was probably thinking the same thing I was, remembering the huge cock he had and how he could use it. I wanted it in me, but not what it contained. There would be no going back to innocence after tonight for us. He took his time knowing our trepidation would increase and with it, I am sure, would raise his need and pleasure. He knew he had us now. Knew that soon he would be pumping his toxic loads into our negative asses trying with all his might to tear us and infect us with his loads. He wanted his poz babies in us forever. Finally, he approached our table. My boy and I just sat and stared as he approached, unable to move, caught like deer in the headlights of a car. He was then there and spoke to us saying, "I am both pleased and disappointed in you two. So glad you are finally here to receive my gift, but at the same time, sad, as I was having such fun fucking and giving my gift to your friends, too." I think we should head on back now as it has been too long in coming." He motioned for us to follow him and as we both got up and started after him, we were both looking around as it seemed everyone there must know what was happening. We could not see anyone even looking our way though. We were on our way to this man's bed to probably become pozzed and both of us were shaking all the way. He opened his door and we filed past him with our heads down and not looking at him. I was now feeling both terrified and somewhat, deep inside, excited, knowing how his huge cock had felt before as he had fucked me. I was sure my love was feeling the same way. He closed the door then and we were now going to get fucked and there would be no going back. My boy and I were holding hands and I could feel him trembling as I am sure he could feel me doing the same. Our host wasted little time in telling us to get our clothes off. He was as ready as could be and as we started to get naked, he also took his clothes off. His huge cock was already starting to come up and drooling precum. He was really getting anxious to do us. My boy and I, for some crazy reason, were both scared and excited both and we both had hard cocks pointing straight out. It was very strange.

I still can't believe how fast it all happened! Looking back on it, I was too horny and drunk and too niave to see what was about to happen and that guy must have seen me and planned to corrupt me right there and then. You are so very right...... after the very first sniff of poppers I didn't stand a chance. I never would have actively gone looking for something like that but am so glad it happened just the same. It was the most incredible thing EVER!!!!

Part 4 -- Ben gets pozzed Parker left my birthday celebration last weekend with some older muscle guy, and didn't come back to the apartment that night. The next day, he said he had the fuck of his life, but wouldn't elaborate. I was definitely jealous. A little about me: I'm what you'd call a twink -- blonde hair, about 5'8", 140 lbs, with a big 9" cock. But I'm a total bottom. I've let so many college guys fuck me the past few years, I can take almost any cock. But always safe, condoms only. Parker was acting really strange for the next few days following my birthday. I wondered if it had something to do with the muscle guy.... what was his name? Jared? Josh? John.. that's it, John. I'd never been attracted to muscle daddies, but maybe I was missing out on something. John did look pretty hot -- and Parker said his cock was big. I wonder if he's on any of the dating apps. I logged onto Grindr, started scrolling through, and sure enough -- I think I found him. A few miles away, there was 40-something muscle torso top profile, with the name J. Me: Hey, what's up? J: Horny, you? Me: Same J: Pics? I sent him pics of my ass, my face, my cock. J: nice. You've got a huge cock, but I'm only interested in your ass. You free? Me: yea. pics? A few pics later and I confirmed it was John. Muscle torso, big cock, and then there was one picture -- his cock, bare, fucking some twink. Me: hot pics -- but I only play safe. J: you don't like cum in your ass? Me: never had it. J: I only fuck bare, sorry man. Hmm. What do I say next? I was really horny. Did Parker let this guy fuck him bare? Did he cum inside him. Me: what's your status? J: Positive. J: But I'll pull out if you want. What the fuck, I thought. Parker let a guy with HIV fuck him? At this point, I was really curious. The guy was hot, Parker clearly loved the sex, and he said he'd pull out. With my hole twitching, I responded: Me: Can I come over? ----- 30 minutes later John answered the door, wearing nothing but a pair of gym shorts. I've always been attracted to leaner guys, and the young college guys, but one look at his giant pecs and my cock was hard. John picked me up, kissed me, and carried me to his bedroom. He spent the next 20 minutes exploring my mouth, my ass, and licking my entire body. He took all 9 inches of my cock in his mouth, this man knew what he was doing. "Fuck man, you know how to suck a cock," I said. "Call me daddy," John said. "Ok, daddy." "You want daddy to fuck your boy hole?" John asked. "yes daddy." I said. "You want daddy's poz cock in your ass?" John asked. What the fuck, I thought -- but that thought was fleeting. At this point, I was so turned on, I needed his cock. "Yes daddy," I said. "You're not going to make daddy wear a rubber, are you?" John said. "No. I want daddy's cock bare." Here I was, a 20-year-old college boy who'd only ever been fucked safe, with my legs up around the shoulders of this muscle daddy who was about to slide his big poz cock in my ass, and I wanted it. "But you'll pull out, right?" I said. "Yes boy, if you ask," John said. He spent 30 minutes fucking me gently on my back, whispering sweet things in my ear. Telling me I'm beautiful, and how tight my ass felt around his poz cock. He then fucked my on my stomach and jack-hammered away. He brought me to my knees and fucked me harder. My ass felt loose, sloppy, and I was in heaven. He flipped me over and really picked up the pace, I was so close to shooting my load, but I didn't really want him to cum in me... or did I? "I'm getting close boy." John said. "Last chance." "Don't pull out yet, I need to cum." I said. "I'm either pulling out right now and we're done, or I'm going to breed you, boy." John said. "Fine, cum inside me, just don't stop." I said "Tell me you want it," John said. "I want your cum inside me." I said. "Tell me you want my poz cum inside your faggot boy pussy." John said "I want your poz cum inside my faggot boy pussy." I said. At this point, I was desperate, I was so close, I was so lost in the moment. "Tell me you want me to wreck your fucking boy cunt and poz your ass." John said. "Poz my ass. Wreck my boy cunt." I screamed. Then I shot my load everywhere. As I realized what was happening, I started to panic. "No wait, pull out, pull out, don't cum inside me." "Too late, I've already cum inside you twice, and you're about to get a third poz load up your ass." John tensed up, and this time, I felt like cock erupt inside me. He abruptly pulled out, and walked into the shower. What the hell had just happened? I lay in his bed, crying, full of regret, but also still hard while I felt his cum dripping out of my ass. A few minutes later, he came back into the bedroom. "What are you still doing here? Get the fuck out, slut." John said. I started to cry, I had just let this man put his poz cum in my ass, and he was kicking me out. "Oh what, you thought just because I came inside you, you could spend the night? Once I poz a guy, I don't fuck him again. We're done." Visibly sobbing at this point, I started to pick up my clothes and get dressed. I was shaking, I was scared, I felt vulnerably, weak and dumb. "Awe, it's okay baby. I don't fuck poz guys, but many men will. You'll still find some guys desperate enough to use your boy hole." John said. "Ok fine, you can stay the night, but only if I get to fuck you again, right now, and you tell me what you want." John said. "After tonight though, I won't ever touch you again." I didn't know what else to do at this point, so I turned to him, wrapped my hands around him, and said "I want your poz cock." He threw me on the bed, slid his cock in me, and started slowly fucking me again. "Wait," I said. "Did you poz Parker?" "No. I like him, in fact, I might fall in love with him. You're just some dumb college slut I wanted turn into a poz pussy boy." I shot my load everywhere. Again. Fuck.

In the newest scene posted on Timfuck.com where top Drew Sebastian fucks Danny Blue the top refers to his toxic load several times really fucking hot.

About 5 years ago, I met a lean stached 50 something business guy online who was into bears like me, but his fetish was they needed to be filthy- body and clothes. After talking online for weeks, we set some parameters, and negotiated a compromise. I wasn't willing to ruin my Wesco boots for his fetish, so he offered to by me a new pair if I sent him the specifics. I figured what the hell, and we agreed to meet when his business travels brought him close. I stopped showering a week before he was coming, jerked off every day and would rub it on my belly and ass. I wore the same t-shirt, underwear, socks all week as well. It was summer so by the time our Saturday meeting arrived, I was ripe. The day he was coming I put on my oldest work jeans which were grease stained and ripped, and my old wescos. I also left my ass dirty and pissed my pants twice before he got there. He also wanted me drunk as fuck, so I hit the bourbon that day and didn't stop til he arrived at 8pm. He pulled in my driveway in a Mercedes, and when he got out he was wearing an expensive looking suit. I was sitting on my porch, drink in hand smoking a cigar. He walks up on porch and starts to chat, telling me I look like some piece of country trash. I see his cock is hard as fuck inside his suit pants. I played along and gave him simple answers, and raised up my stained t-shirt and rubbed my belly with all the dried cum on it. I could tell he was getting worked up, so I told him I enjoyed being dirty, and asked if he could help me out. He pulls out his cock and thru his hard-on he begins pissing on me and calling me country trash. When he's done pissing he orders me in the house. He tells me to get on my knees and suck his cock. I start sucking, and he never touches me cept with his 8" cock. He's calling me every derogatory name he can think of, and right before he comes he pulls out and smacks me with the back of his hand. Now since I was really drunk I fell sideways. As I'm starting to upright myself, he puts his foot on me and keeps me on the floor. He tells me to drop my "fucking hillbilly jeans" like a good piece of white trash. I do, and the smell fills the room. He goes on a rant about what a filthy animal I was, then is behind me in no time pushing into my asshole. He fucks me for about 5 minutes, telling me I'm only good for taking cock and cum. Again, only his cock is touching me, no hands. When he finally shot his load, he stayed in me and I could feel him pissing inside me. He pulls out and walks out front door. I thought he was just gonna leave, but he walks back in the house and tosses a boot box on the floor next to me. Then he reaches back and pulls out his wallet, and throws a couple $20 bills on the floor near me, telling me to enjoy his load in my whore ass. He left for good after that. I jerked off then got in shower asap. Lol. Lots of piss and cum ran out my ass. Once I was clean I went and checked the Wesco box. As agreed, a new pair of wescos just like my old ones he had pissed on. About a $260 value. Plus the $40 cash. Lol. I felt like quite a successful whore, all things considered. My old wescos had piss on them from years of piss play, I had just told him I wanted a new pair to see if he'd actually get em. Oddly, I never heard from him again. So I guess this would be a white trash fetish? Homeless guy fetish? In any case, that's how I got a new pair of Wescos. Lol

Knowing that I was probably going to be getting a right workover that night, I spent my time waiting for Ben by lubing and loosening my hole as best I could. I retrieved a rather large carrot from the fridge, peeled it and then put it in some warm water for a while before working it into my arse, and once I was used to that I had a go with half a cucumber. By the time I was done I was pretty loose, and had squirted quite a bit of lube up there in the process. Ben turned up shortly after 7pm, dressed in a tracksuit and carrying a sports bag. After I let him in he set the bag down on the coffee table, stood and looked at me for a moment, and then sat down on the sofa to start unloading the bag. A few minutes later and I was standing there with a really fat padded leather collar round my neck, matching wrist and ankle restraints, and a wide leather harness tightly gripping my chest and shoulders. “Right” he said, “that’ll do. Now, put this on.” He handed me a loose tracksuit, which I put on over the leather accessories. He then pulled out a big pair of leather boots and told me to put them on, allowing me to go and get some socks to go underneath them. We had to adjust the ankle restraints to their loosest so they would sit just above the top of the boots, before zipping up the bottom of the tracksuit legs to cover them. Once I was dressed and ready we headed out, getting an Uber for quite some time. I realised we must be somewhere in northwest London, perhaps near Kilburn, but I wasn’t sure as I hadn’t seen any tube stations or other landmarks to identify the area. Ben had made me leave my mobile at home, and from where I was sitting I couldn’t see the driver’s satnav. We pulled up in an area of dark and deserted buildings that looked like warehouses, some of which had broken windows and barbed wire round the fences. The driver checked we were sure we were where we wanted to be, which Ben acknowledged before we got out. He led me round the corner and in between some buildings, and then round another corner I saw some men up ahead hanging around outside a door smoking. We passed in between them to get to the door, all of them giving me looks as I went through that ranged from smirks to leers. Once inside we made our way along a corridor, and then right into a surprisingly clean and well-lit room where there were benches, lockers and an adjoining set of showers. Ben then had me strip out of the tracksuit, before he did the same with his. Underneath he was wearing a similar get-up to me, with the addition of some leather armbands but without a collar like mine. “OK” he said, taking my hand, “let’s get you downstairs.” He led me out of the changing room and through a doorway opposite, through which was a staircase that went down between red-painted walls. At the bottom we went through a curtain, and emerged into a full-blown sex club. There was a large area with a bar, and I could see several rooms off at the sides and far end. There were only a few guys there standing at the bar, and I quickly realised they were Mitch, Rob, Gavin and some of the others from work. “Here he is!” said Rob, smiling broadly at me. I smiled back at him, and looked around at the others. “Hey guys” I said. “You ready?” asked Mitch. “Er, I guess” I said, “but I’m not sure for what.” “The rest of your life” said Rob, winking at me. I smiled nervously at him, and was grateful when Gavin handed me a beer. I took a few swigs and began to relax, despite everyone else except Ben being dressed in normal casual clothes while I was there in a leather fetish outfit. I managed to join in the conversations, and eventually had sunk two beers and a couple of cocktails. “Right” said Ben, “let’s get on with this. Is the room ready?” he asked Rob. “Yep, got the big one down the end” he replied. They all then set off down to the far end of the bar room, milling around me and encouraging me forward as they did. We went through a door into another corridor, and then at the end turned left through an arch into a fairly large room. In the middle was a sling attached to hooks on the ceiling, and over at the side was some kind of padded bench. There were a few seats around the room, a couple of bottles of lube on the floor, but that was otherwise all there was to it. “OK my boy” said Ben, taking my hand and leading me to the sling, “let’s get you settled.” He encouraged me to turn around, plant my buttocks on the end of the sling and then lie backwards in to it. I shuffled a bit once in position, and then he hoisted my legs up into the air. He put my boots through some hoops, and then attached the ankle restraints to the chains with a couple of clasps. He then made his way to the other end, raising my arms and attaching the wrist restraints to the chains in the same way. “Fuck me, his hole is gaping” said Lucas. “You already fucked him?” he asked Ben. “Not for a few hours” he replied, before turning to me. “You been working on yourself?” “Er, yeah, just some things from the fridge” I said, blushing. Ben smiled. “Awesome” he said, “that means no waiting around.” With that, he lubed himself up and then pushed into me, starting a fast and furious fuck almost immediately. I don’t know how long I lay there with my former colleagues using me, but they all bred me at least twice. I was completely helpless with my wrists and ankles restrained on the chains, so I just took the fuckings without protest. Eventually the guys tired out, and started to zip up their trousers and put their tops back on. Each of them came over and gave my arse a playful slap before leaving, so that I was finally left alone with just Ben. “So” he said, smiling at me, “did you enjoy your leaving do?” “Yes sir” I said, smiling. “Good” he replied. “Now I think it’s time for the second part of your night.” I looked at him quizzically, and then he turned and left the room. He was gone for a few minutes, leaving me prone in the sling to contemplate what he had lined up for me next. Then he eventually reappeared, with a few guys I didn’t know following him. “Gentlemen, here he is” he announced. “He’s well-loaded already, so just enjoy yourselves.” He then came over to me and stood beside the sling, putting his hand on the top of my head and stroking my hair while he looked down at me with a slightly sad-looking smile on his face. “Boy, it’s time for you to become who I think you really are” he said, “so you can enjoy the rest of your life free of inhibitions.” “What?” I asked. “Don’t hate me” he finished, before leaning down and kissing my lips. Then he was gone, and I was alone with a roomful of men leering at me and my gaping hole. It was then that I noticed their tattoos...

I got into the dark steam room and there were loads of Men in there, very sweaty, the dim red light that is normally giving some dim light was not on or broke; so it was dark with no lights at all, I was kinda feeling myself around. I was groped, fingered, ass cheeks pulled apart; the works. I must have been the only bottom available or giving the goods up as no one was fucking. This beary type guy pushed me over to suck some dick, could not see a thing and next thing he was fucking me, I could not have moved out even if I had wanted to; the guy I was sucking was really pushing it down my throat and they were talking I think they were a couple or something. after a while I felt the beary guy coming in my arse and being a tad vocal, he simply said, "here guys this ones ready and lubed", I was repeatedly fucked by different blokes and took about 10 loads. I loved getting fucked in there; in the dark wondering what was coming next; Men had their hands all over me, cocks in my mouth; while I was taking raw anonymous dick, it was like primal and desperate - i'm pretty sure about 12 or 13 guys took a turn during the time I hung out in there.

very hot.. cant wait to see if we get a part 2.. the gang bang.. ;-)))