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After I became a bareback poz chem pig I remember I needed to do something really evil and twisted to celebrate my conversion. Being raised a good old Christian boy I used to go to church and I remember one of the choir boys was particularly beautiful, almost like an angel. I knew I had to have him and ruin something so pure and perfect. I remember going back to church just to see him sing and could tell he was at least bi most likely closeted gay. I made sure to 'accidentally' bump into him after and put on the mask of being a good 'big brother' looking for mates to hang out with. Worked as planned and after inviting him back to mine to play on my PlayStation I soon had him drinking his first alcoholic drink (heavily laced with G but I told him all alcohol tastes like that) things were moving kinda slowly for my liking so I went in for the kill and showed him a good time. The g was kicking in a bit but the frigid virgin was tensing up and asking me to slow down as it was his first time. He was too sweet to not fuck and I needed to feel my toxic cum in him and so started to show him how real men fuck. I can still remember him half high and horny and as I was ripping our clothes off he saw my cock and his eyes almost bulged out of his head in fear. I remember entering his tight hole as he tried to tell me I was too big. He knew I wasn't going to stop until I shot and then the fag started to pray, actually closed his eyes and pray as I took his cherry. I would have laughed if I wasn't so eager to cum and lucky for him I quickly found his prostate and the prayers turned to piggy squeals and I knew he was mine. I dumped probably 4 loads in him that afternoon and we met up whenever I was back in town. Good kid lol.

Smoked a shit load of t and I need to infect a hot neg boy. Too fucking high and horny to act like a good guy though so scaring away the hot dumb teens on Grindr

First post here after lurking for years. I’m a 25 year old skinny white guy, an eight inch cock, just a little bit hairy. I'm total vers- can be a dom top or a cumdump bottom. I got out of work early on Friday afternoon and felt the irresistible urge to take a few loads up my ass. It had been a while since I did that and my hole was hungry. I went home, showered, then took the subway to Chelsea to hit up the video booths at the Blue Store, which is always a pretty reliable place to cruise. The backroom containing the video booths was pretty crowded, given that it was around 5:00 on a Friday afternoon. I picked a booth with an empty one next to it, put my money in the slot and dropped my pants. I was wearing a red Cellblock 13 jockstrap. I heard a guy enter the booth next to mine and, through the glory hole, saw him take out his cock. Without a word, he slipped his thick, hairy uncut cock through into my booth and I started sucking it. I could taste lube and cum on him, and assumed he had just been fucking someone. I lubed up my hole, took a hit of poppers, and turned around to press my ass up to his cock. It took a minute for him to get past my tight hole, but once he was in he started pounding me hard, stretching me out and shaking the whole row of booths. I’m sure everyone else in there could hear what was going on. After a very short time, he shot a big cumload balls-deep in my hole. No warning or anything. All of a sudden I felt his cock start to twitch and then a warm pressure deep inside me. He pulled out and zipped up, leaving the door open as he exited the booth. I remained crouched, ass pressed against the glory hole, making it clear to anyone passing the booth that my ass was ready to be used. As I waited I could feel his cum starting to drip out of my hole and onto my jockstrap. I heard a few guys crack open the door checking it out, and after a minute someone entered and latched the door. I couldn’t help my curiosity and turned around to get a quick peek at him, seeing an older, bearish guy. He was dressed in a suit and I remember seeing he was wearing a wedding band. He didn’t waste any time, but instead immediately began rubbing his cock against my wet hole. Once hard, he pushed his way into my ass, and held steady as I rode him, working my ass up and down his dick as best I could. His cock was relatively small, and his bush was thick and grey. He pounded me for so long I twice had to add money to the video machine, but eventually he blew, rewarding me with another big load. After he had left I went out to the street for a cigarette after that, and found myself chatting on Grindr with a top who invited me to come to his place so he could use my ass. I walked a few blocks to his fancy 'doorman building', took the elevator up to his apartment and immediately got ass up on his bed. He asked me to turn around and suck him first. Of course I obliged. He was around 40 years old, great body, with shaved pubes and a decent cock. It didn’t take long before it grew to full stature in my mouth. As I worked his cock he fingered my ass, so I took that as a sign he was ready for the entree. I flipped around and felt him slide his cock into my ass, at first gently, but readily speeding up and getting pretty aggressive. He commented my hole felt really loose and wet, so I responded, telling him I had just taken two loads at the video booths. He berated me as a filthy slut and a faggot, slapping my ass a few times as he pulled details from me about the other two guys who had used me. Outwardly he was quite pissed I was such a whore, but he continually fucked my ass, ever harder, using both his hands to shove my face down in the pillow and pulling my hair. He grabbed my legs and flipped me over so we were facing each other and I could see the anger and hate in his eyes. He spit in my face and slapped me hard while he kept calling me a pathetic faggot and a disgusting whore until finally I felt him ejaculate in me. He immediately pulled out and told me to get the fuck out of his apartment. I left his place with my shoes untied and still buttoning up my shirt with my ass dripping cum. Today, Sunday, I again felt the urge, and hit-up a bunch of tops on Grindr asking each if he needed a cumdump and providing some photographs of my ass being bred. One guy with a blank profile responded immediately asking for my address. I gave it to him, asked for pics but he wouldn’t send any. He said he’d be there in ten minutes and that I should be ass up waiting for him in a blindfold. I was happy to comply. Sure enough, ten minutes later I hear my door creak open and footsteps walking down the hallway. He opened by tonguing my hole a bit, then he lubed me up and slid his cock in. It felt average sized. He didn’t say anything while he pounded me at first, but when I started moaning and begging for his cum he called me a faggot and told me to shut up. I did, and he pounded me in silence for a few minutes before I felt him tense up. He didn’t change his rhythm, but I felt it as he pumped waves and waves of semen into me. He pulled out and made me lick him clean and I managed to get a good view of him despite the blindfold. He was in his late twenties, of mixed race, decently hot - with a bit of a belly. He was hairy all around, with huge low-hanging balls. I could smell his man scent as I lightly sucked on his balls while I fingered my hole. He abruptly pushed me away and put his clothes back on and left. I will be taking loads again next weekend, and will make sure to tell you what happens.

Part 1; I met my boyfriend on a dating app. I was on it because that is what I wanted to find. He was of a short lean build, and 17 years my senior. My preference physically is that of someone who is a serious weightlifter. But in the game of finding love, concessions do have to be made. I was 21, and I was an anal sex virgin. Yes, I had sucked plenty of Dick, been rimmed, fingered, and kissed, but, that was it. I was saving my virginity for someone who would convert me. Yes, for a few years now I had been craving to become poz, and during that time I had read many forums, and know I was not alone in my quest. However, I didn't want it to be with some random. I wanted it to be from someone I know, and would have in my life in whatever capacity, boyfriend, friend, fuck buddy, whoever. I craved to have whoever would do the deed be part of my physical life, not just course through my veins. We had our first date in an old fashioned way, in a restaurant, and we really got on. We spoke about literally everything except sex. I knew he was a top, and vice versa. We had two dates like this, and we took our third one to his place. Still dining, but much more intimately. During our meal which he lovingly prepared and cooked (and it was delicious), he suddenly switched the conversation to a topic we had not remotely covered; - Do you use condoms when getting fucked? - Well, the thing is, er ... - Yes? - I'm a virgin! - Seriously? - Yes. I've been saving myself. I have done lots of other stuff, just never had a Dick in my Ass. He cleared his throat ... - OK. So of course you will be HIV negative. I hope this doesn't change anything between us, but, I am HIV+, and I do much prefer to fuck BARE! I liked where this was going, especially as we were heavily heading towards the direction of becoming romantically involved. - Are you on medication then? - Er, well, the thing is, I know I became positive 3 years ago, and was diagnosed 2 years ago.I do have a VL that hovers around between 90k to 155k. But have a healthy CD4 count, and feel fine, so, I haven't started medication yet. FUCK, this was Music to my ears. I couldn't respond verbally, as I got lost in his beautiful eyes. He had me. Or did he? - How comes you are smiling? You seem to be more than happy to hear what I have just told you!? - OK, the thing is this. I have been saving myself as I am a bug chaser, and I want whomever converts me to have a permanent position in my life. - I see. Well, as you know we really like each other, however, we need to discuss this properly. We chatted a bit more about it, then organically we spoke about other things too, which we of course found very easy with one another. I stayed over, and we had some FUN which culminated in him shooting his wonderful toxic seed down my throat. We went to bed, where we spooned, which felt magical with a guy I really really liked.

I just got out of a four-hour fuck and parTy session with a sexy, much younger black guy from Alabama, staying at a cheap motel on highway 51 I think it is, between Memphis and Millington where there is a big airforce base which attracts some hot 'travelers' coming through. Dude was on grindr and I figured with an ot-of-towner I can be straight forward and dropped a bold hint at bareback after the second line... no objections. 'Versatile?',and asked and YES I said. He had one of those sexy 'two-toned' dicks I love and a big, bold knob. The pictures were irresistible... Clothes right off, eating ass, sucking dick and I swiftly tried that dick on for size and fit. It fit like a glove and I took it for a test-ride till his eyes rolled back... he played with my pierced nipples like I had cued him on my personal fetish and I was in pig heaven. He tried to make me switch with him at some point but his ass was too tight and my blue pill didn't kick in and besides... T wrecks my hydraulic! Apparently this went on without me time go by and dude said: "Man, this is some real... BONDING shit!" He finally busted his nut in me and I'm holding onto it like a treasure... knowing I just accepted a total stranger's DNA always puts me in a trance and post-orgasmic trance that will last until I jerk myself to sleep after a bit of this here and looking at saved tumblr pics... Dude wants more tomorrow, and has a handsome white redneck buddy over there. I want some of that too... I feel an insatiable yearning. The week is starting nicely!

I used to have a fuck buddy who would stop by every Thursday night to come in and fuck me blindfolded. Our "pump n dump" agreement was three would be no conversation just verbal sexual talk, and that I'd be ass up, pre-lubed and ready for him every week. This went on for months until one Thursday I noticed that his "pattern" of walking into the room had changed, and I knew right away that either someone came in with him and he was trying to be quiet, or someone different altogether was there. It didn't take me long to confirm my suspicions when this new guy started to shove his monster cock up my ass, stretching me in ways I hadn't been stretched in a long time. Although I knew it was someone new, I didn't say anything and just let him pound the fuck out of my hole and seed me. I turned around and sucked him clean, admiring his monster cock and then he left. He left me wrecked and sore as fuck. The next week I could tell that it was my regular buddy who had stopped by to fuck me again and I didn't make any mention of what happened the previous week, knowing our agreed upon rules. After that week, I started to experience a slew of random different guys coming to fuck me in between visits from my regular buddy, including a few return visits from the guy with the monster dick, and each time I just went about my business, never saying anything to them or to my buddy when he returned in a subsequent week. This arrangement went on for a few years until my original buddy got a job transfer and he moved away. A few months later he texted me to tell me he missed our arrangement and then he finally asked me if I had noticed that he had sent other guys in his place at times, and I told him yes, I had noticed but kept it to myself. He told me the whole thing started when he was talking to one of his buddies about me (the one with the big dick) and telling his buddy what a willing hole I was and his friend suggested maybe they should swap, so they did. After they got away with it the first time, it became a game for them to find other friends of theirs to fuck me, knowing that I'd have no idea who these guys were but that they would know all of the guys who fucked me. The whole thought made me hard again and I told him that although I was puzzled at first, I had trusted him enough to know he'd never send anyone to put me in danger. They got off on knowing all their friends had fucked me as well. About six months later I was out at a club and I noticed a guy who kept looking my direction. I was sure I didn't know him and he really wasn't my "type" and since I was with friends who knew nothing about my slutty side, I didn't really engage him in any way. Later that night I went off to the bathroom and walked by him and noticed out of the corner of my eye that he had started to follow me into the bathroom. I was standing at the urinal taking a piss when he walked up behind me and said "you don't know me, but I'm that massive cock that used to destroy your hole on Thursday nights..." and at the same time I felt his hand go into my back pocket and feel my ass. I turned around but he had disappeared as quickly as he had appeared behind me. After I left the bathroom I kind of looked for him but didn't see him again. I went on with the night not thinking much of it but at the same time kind of curious to put the face with the dick. After I got home, I was getting undressed and emptying my pockets and I found a folded napkin in my back pocket with a phone number and a note that said "Let me pick up where you old buddy left off. If you're interested, call this number and say nothing more than 'Yes'". I called the number and it was his work number, so I did as instructed and simply said "Yes" and hung up. I wondered for the next day or two if and when I'd hear back from him but it was now Tuesday and I hadn't heard a word, so I thought maybe he was playing with me and figured maybe it wasn't meant to happen. Thursday came and suddenly it hit me like a brick. He said he wanted to pick up where my old buddy left off, so maybe he wanted to start filling the Thursday slot. I canceled my dinner plans and went home and got myself ready at the usual time like I used to do for my buddy. Our regular time came and went and it was now 45 minutes past our usual starting time. I had thought maybe he wasn't going to show but something told me to wait a little longer. About five minutes later I heard my front door open and I assumed my usual position. He walked into the bedroom and saw me there and said "That's a good slut, waiting patiently for his dick to arrive," and he quickly went to work on my ass. He did take over my other buddy's position, not just in fucking me but in also sending others he knew to fuck me as well. That continued for about another year and a half and then he had to move due to some family issues with his parents. I really enjoyed that time in my life and it gave me a great appreciation for anonymous fucks.

Part 4; I downed my K infused drink. Sir took the empty glass, placed it in his locker, and locked up. He then started to show me his finger nails. They were long, and had been sharpened to a fine point. - You like my nails, boy? - They look very sharp Sir. - Stand up and put your arms against my locker, and arch that bubble ass out. - Yes Sir I heard him spit, then felt the back of two of his fingers slide over and over my hole. - SPREAD your legs, boy, - Yes Sir. I did as I was told. Soon I felt the points to two of his fingernails scratch at my hole in a quick motion. It was a little painful, but, it was also pleasurable. - So, your boyfriend tells me you want to become a poz pig. - Yes Sir. I have craved it for years. I NEED it, N☢️W. No sooner had I uttered those words he shoved his two fingers inside my ass. I let out a loud grunt from his sheer force, which turned into frequent grunts of pain as he jabbed roughly in and out, making sure he was digging into my inner ass flesh. - Just as well boy, because your new Master has AIDS. And, he will be in your veins very soon. 🐐☠️ Those very words made my already tight asshole twitch, and clamp down on his fingers even tighter, which only served to intensify the pleasure and pain I was already experiencing, and enjoying. Someone who had just arrived to the club walked past to get to their locker. They obviously had read what my boyfriend had written down the centre of my back as I heard; - Virgin? Not by the end of the night he won't be. - You are correct there. And I have from a reliable source, his boyfriend no less, who was going to take this pigs virginity tonight in front of a crowd, that as of right now he is in-fact still a virgin. Want to watch me take it instead, from him, right now? - Ordinarily I would quite happily just say yes, but the fact you are sporting two such beautiful Scorpion tattoos, I say; Fuck yeah. Sting the neg cunt! 🦂 The man that I had been instructed to address as Sir, withdrew his fingers. I then heard him unzip his Leather Jockstrap, and position the tip of his Dick on my hole, and I felt something sharp at the same time. He pushed, and pushed, then pop, half of his cock head was inside. I guess now I was literally seconds away from losing my virginity. Would my boyfriend come around the corner to find me in time to take me away to take it for himself? As I thought about my boyfriend finding me so we could orchestrate our original plan, Sir gripped onto my waist very firmly, and plunged his Dick, RAW, deep inside my ass. I gasped, then held that gasp in as I truly began the journey to my new life. Without a pause Sir was fucking me aggressively, and my gasp that I was holding fell out with a combination of repetitive grunts and whimpers. My stomach felt like it was being poked by a hot rod, and my ass was now burning. Plus, I felt this sharp sensation each time he slid in, and slid out. My grunts and whimpers soon were just whimpers as I struggled with the pain, even though I was really very much enjoying getting fucked. For the first time!! Continuing to pound my ass, Sir brought his stubbly face to my neck/ear ... - Not a virgin anymore, are we, you fucking filthy pig. Our Master has given me an extremely virulent strain of the bug that you crave, and before I take you to him, you are gonna get the mutated version, very soon, deep inside your guts. Want to change your mind about getting infected, pig? - It took all I could within to be able to get out an audible ... 'No'. - Sorry, I didn't hear THAT! - I NEED to get infected, Sir. - Good pig. Because, you have been chosen to receive a very unique gift. Now, we had better get you away from here before your very foolish boyfriend finds us.

That's the picture of my PA...

Part 1 It was the middle of the night and I awoke to the sounds of my son Matthew fumbling in the dark trying to find his flip-flops in our dark rv. "Sorry, Dad. I gotta go take a shit," he remarked as he slid his feet into his sandals, heading out the door. This was not unusual, as the campground where we were staying didn't have hookups, so we used the camp toilets which were really just outhouses. It was also not unusual for him to run off shirtless. He hardly ever wore a shirt unless absolutely necessary, but I certainly understood his aversion to shirts: at just one month shy of 20, he was in his prime. He had just finished his freshman year at university where he was on the football team. Not that he had actually played any games yet, but he still had to train hard, and keep fit. And boy did he. At 6'2", he was a tight 190 lbs of head-turning perfection. All the ladies drooled over his curly brown hair, which he kept a respectable shaggy length. His profile showed a strong nose, a stronger jawline, and plump lips that were absolutely enticing. In addition his broad he sported tan, wide shoulders, chiseled, smooth pecs, a narrow waist, perfectly formed, round ass, oh, and his strong legs were lightly covered in dark hair. The only other hair on his body was a light treasure trail, and his dark, bushy pits. His facial hair hadn't really started coming in very heavy, and he still had rosy cheeks which suggested a boyish glow to his face. Then his eyes. Oh my gosh, his big blue eyes framed in thick dark lashes. His mother's eyes. That's what drew me to her first, so many years ago. But how times change. She's still a wonderful person, we just are more like friends now. Still married, just cause it's easier financially, but that's it. The sex ended years ago, and we've had separate bedrooms for quite a while. She says I snore too loud. Of course it doesn't help that she put on a hundred pounds since our wedding. But I do have my sexual releases. Unkown to my wife, I've always been bisexual, and have had a long time fling with my best friend Brian down the street. We keep each other satisfied. Me? Well, I'm not too bad for 43. I'm six feet, and weigh in at 195 pounds. I work out, usually with Matthew, but still am treading the dad bod territory a bit. My salt and pepper hair and distinguished beard certainly help me. I was in the army for 20 years stationed right here, so I receive a pension, and in addition I sell cars. So all in all, things are pretty good. Matthew still lives at home, which I like, if only as it saves money. Matthew was never much of a party kid, instead he was a genuinely pleasant kid, which meant we gave him all the freedom he wants. Living in our basement bedroom, Matthew uses a private entrance to the basement, and we don't frown on his friends staying over. My wife never joins us on our camping trips, she hates it, so it's always been something special my son and I do. I have always treasured our trips, especially now he's almost a grown man. "Dammit," I mumbled to myself. "The fucking power of suggestion. Now I gotta shit!" I grumbled as I put my own flip-flops on and headed into the night, but not before I pulling on a shirt. Walking down the gravel path toward the shitters, I enjoyed the pure peace of a mountain night, however as the outhouses came into sight, I could hear whispering. Specifically, I heard two male voices. Now, at first glance that wouldn't be unusual, although the hour was very late, but when I realized the conversation was occurring within the outhouses, and further realized I wasn't really hearing a dialogue, but rather I was hearing grunting, and panting. You know: sex sounds. When I reached the toilets, I definitely heard a man ask "Yeah, you like that you little slut? You like taking that cock like a bitch?" And I heard another man say, "Yeah, fuck me. I AM a nasty slut! I want your cum in my ass!" IT WAS MATTHEW!! Oh my fucking God! My son was getting dicked in a dirty, smelly outhouse! I froze, not knowing what to do. Should I bang on the door? Should I slip away? My heart pounded as I tried to quickly digest what was happening. My little boy, my Matthew, was getting fucked by a total stranger. And he was liking it. No, he was LOVING it!! He was begging for it. The man fucking him was calling him nasty, degrading things, and my son was pleading for more! I couldn't move, I was transfixed. It was like a car wreck, I couldn't turn away. Then I realized, I didn't WANT to turn away. My cock was rock hard in my shorts. What the fuck? Listening to my son get used turned me on? I had never thought of my son like that! Sure, I could recognize his physical beauty, but I never thought of him sexually. Now that's ALL I could think about. Imagining what he looked like right now, taking a cock up his ass made my own cock ache. Listening to their filthy talk and animal noises made me want to join them. I wanted to be the one fucking Matthew right now! I could hear the man say, "I'm gonna cum slut. Gonna fill you up with a huge load!" Then Matthew begging for it. "Oh fuck yeah! Breed me! I'm a fucking cumdump. That's what I'm for!" That's when I high-tailed it back to our rv, shit or no shit. But before I was out of hearing range I heard the top grunt as he shot his load into my son's hole, to which Matthew moaned in appreciation as his guts were filled with sperm. Now out of breath and my heart racing, I jumped into our rv, kicked-off my sandals as I decided how I would respond to what I had learned. Should I confront him? Should I pretend nothing had happened? While I recognized ignoring what I learned would be the course most parents would take, a voice in my mind suggested 'This could be a golden opportunity. You have the power over him right now'. I had to ask myself, however, if that was what I wanted, recognizing Matthew could freak-out, permanently damaging our relationship, but I also considered Matthew had begged that strange man to use him. "Fuck it!" I thought, as I ripped off my shorts and climbed under my covers, "my son is obviously a cock hungry slut!" Some ten minutes passed before Matthew finally returned, long enough for my breathing and heart rate to return to normal, but not long enough to lose my hardon, or my nerve. "Everything come out okay, son?" I asked as he climbed inside. "Huh, oh, yeah. Just a little constipated, you know," he replied kicking off his flip-flops and crawling under his blankets on our bed. I could smell the sex on him and my cock ached more. "Good night, Dad," he murmured as he lay facing away from me. I waited a few seconds, then inched closer to him. I could feel him tense up as I pulled his blanket up and pulled mine off. The smell of fresh sperm hit me like a mac truck, making my dick pulse. I slid my body next to his as he froze in fear, not sure what to expect. I leaned into his ear as I touched the wet spot where cum had leaked out and whispered, "I know." "Dad......"he started to say. "Shh shh shh," I silenced him, as I pulled the elastic waist band of his shorts down. "It's okay, Matty. Daddy's not mad that you're a little cockwhore." I lightly rubbed his freshly fucked assring, feeling the slimy goo. Matthew moaned a little bit. "Daddy's just disappointed he didn't get it first," slipping two fingers into my son. He moaned a tad louder, so I let him know "But it's okay. Daddy loves sloppy seconds." I slid my fingers into his mouth so he could taste his ass. Then I instructed "Now, pull down your shorts." Matthew complied, removing his shorts, revealing his own throbbing erection. He may have his mother's eyes, but he has his daddy's dick. Before now, I had never seen it erect, but it was a carbon copy of mine. Not thick, but about eight inches long, uncircumcised, and with a wicked curve that could hit all the places inside. "Did you cum?" He shook his head yes, unable to speak. "And you're rock hard again? I guess you truly are a slut." He just shook his head again. I pulled back my foreskin and placed the head of my cock against his wet hole. "Good," I said as I slid my cock slowly into my son. "Daddy wants his little boy to be a good slut for him." Matthew moaned in approval as I buried my bone all the way in his warm, wet, hungry fuck chute, pressing it hard into his prostate. I just held it there as I whispered, "no more secrets." "No more secrets," Matthew returned. I began to saw my cock in and out of my boy's hungry pussy, pushing hard into his prostate as he let out little grunts and moans, obviously loving that his Dad was finally fucking his slutty hole. He reached to jerk his erect cock, but I slapped his hands away, growling into his ear, "No, don't touch your cock, boy until I tell you to." "I'm sorry Sir." He whispered. His natural submissiveness only made my cock swell more in his ass. I wrapped my arms around him, grabbing his hands and squeezed him tight against my body. He squeezed my hands back as he squeezed his glorious asslips around my cock, eliciting a throaty growl from deep inside me. My son definitely had a talented cunt. I knew I wasn't going to last long with his man pussy milking my cock, as I slid in and out of his cum slick chute. Knowing another man's cock had just been in my son, fucking him, using him, cumming in him was too much for my brain to handle. I knew I was close. "Tell me what you want son," I whispered in his ear, "tell your Dad what his nasty, slutty, cumdump of a son wants. Tell me what you are, boy." "I want your cum, Daddy," he whispered back in short gasps as I pounded his prostate hard. "I want you to use me as a cum receptacle. I was born to be fucked and used. I'm a slut, Dad, I'm just a cumdump. Shoot your load in my ass, Dad. Do it. I want your seed in me." That did it. Hearing my son begging for my load pushed me over the edge. I buried my cock as deep as I could in my boy and let out a long, deep moan as my dick throbbed and flexed, pumping what I knew was a huge load into my slut's guts, mixing with the load the other man dumped in him not even a half hour earlier. "Oh Matty," I moaned as his ass muscles milked all the cum out of me. "Daddy's going to be using this hole a lot from now on." "Yessssss," he softly hissed in reply.

This is how I feel. In my cunt is a massive jigsaw puzzle of human genetic diversity. Every time I get a new load fucked up into my guts, I have one more piece of the genetic puzzle absorbed into my DNA. My goal is to collect every kind of human DNA up in my cunt.

Met an Indian student from the local uni last night and he bred me twice.......im with him again tonight and he has promised to squirt 3 or more loads up me......he has also said he would like another top to fuck me sometime and he can breed me after it.......btw- he has the cutest smile I've seen........happy days

Kink shaming prudes are just repressed pigs *begging* to be set free. Very few guys who rode my toxic meat can resist it again and they all shut up about being judgemental condom Queens. It makes me laugh how easy it is to change their minds and status lol.

I love going to the bookstore as you know everyone there is looking to get off. I went into the back hall where they listed all the movies playing and i made sure to pay attention to the gay videos shown. One black guy turned toward me in sweats and his cock was hard and fully tenting out the front of his pants. I groped him through his pants and asked if he wanted to fuck a nice ass. His answer was to grab my hand and guide it under his shorts to a very nice thick cock. I told him i wanted him inside me and we went to the first room in the hallway. He turned around and asked who else wanted to fuck this white whore's ass and a few other guys started toward the room. I was going commando in shorts so i was able to immediately drop my shorts and bend over showing him my lubed ass and inviting him to use my hole. He slid his cockhead up and down my crack, getting the lube on his nice mushroom head. Reaching back i guided him to my hole and started leaning back to take him in. He was really thick and it was all i could do to try to relax as he slid into me. Grunting from the initial pain i felt him just push all the way in before he started slowly fucking me. Another cock slapped my face and i leaned forward to swallow him. The black guy impaling my ass started pounding hard telling me he was going to fill my ass with cum and pushing the other guy all the way down my throat. I was disappointed that he didn't last long but as soon as he pulled out another guy got behind me and thrust hard into my ass. He didn't say a word as he grabbed my hips and started pounding me like there was no tomorrow. Without saying anything he held me against him as he came inside me and then pushed the guy in my mouth away so i could clean his cock. I spent 3 hours there stark naked and by the time i left tonight i had 9 loads in my ass and 3 down my throat and i didn't know a single guy who had used me.

Nice! you are a beast like me. I started mid teens and was a Slut out of the gate. Wher others recoil in horror at the idea of so many sex partners, especially in a group setting where others can watch, I embraced it and regard my sexual excesses as a badge of honor among males,

Friday night went to a sauna in Manchester, got fucked 6 times, 4 in darkroom and 2 through gloryhole. Got late, i phoned my regular Pakistani taxi driver, who picked me up, drove me home asked me about my evening, told him in detail, horny he came in and fucked me in my lounge over my chair, i cleaned him off, all the previous loads coated his cock. 1 hour later, got a message from one of his taxi mates, who called, fucked me on my bed on my back, his hairy chest and nipples were rubbing against mine and could hear all the squealching of cum in me and shot deep in me, showered and left.

Linked up wit a guy of grindr. Im a chub hes a chaser. Went to his place after chatting for a bit. Got there we smoked and chatted a bit. As the weed is kickin in we start to explore each other. Now this boy is gorgeous. 23 mixed lean swimmer build and nice six pac which i love more than cock. Work my way down his tummy to his whispy happy trail. Slide his boxer briefs down revealing a beautiful penis. Now ive had em all. All shapes sizes colors u name it but this boy was perfection 7.5 big mushroom med thickness. Sucked him for good twenty mins before he brought me to his bedroom and starting tongueing my hole. He get my hole slick n wet wen he asks if im ready. He reached for the lube and a rubber and normally i dont bb random guys even though raw is my pref but im on prep now sooooo im more willing to take it raw. But i say jus spit on ur cock and push in. No lube no rubber😛 so he agrees i take a big pull of poppers and he slides rt in! Amazing we fuck for bout twenty mins when i say gimmie those swimmers n he happily obliged. I grip down jus as he starts to cum and i can feel it pulsing( which is an amazing feeling but lets be honest guys we dont always feel them pulsing) this sets me off and i hands free ( which happens about as often as the female orgasm lol) He was perfection a sweet boy that id worship if he wud let me cant wait to feel his big cock again.

Part 8; My boyfriend climbed into the piss pool and sat on ledge, so we could see/hear each other. - You were meant to wait for me on the Dancefloor. What happened? You have been missing for hours! - Sorry. The Man you left me with took me away and used me for a while. - BUT, he said he had not seen you all night when I asked him. C'mon, I think it is time we went home. And when we get home I am going to take that ridiculous virginity of yours, and give you what it is that you so desperately desire. By now I was sat upright, in the piss pool. I stuck the first part of 3 of my fingers in my cunt, brought them to my nose, and took in the smell of my Masters mutated DNA. - Sorry. But my virginity has been taken, by Sir, whose poz cum I now have in my cunt. - Who the hell is Sir? Sir tapped my boyfriend on his shoulder. - I am SIR! - But, wha', I mean, you have been deceiving me since the moment we met. What game do you think you are playing at? - I have just been following my Masters simple orders. 🐐 And my friend, this is no game! You see, my Master is now his Master as well, and he is at home eagerly awaiting the arrival of his new boy, and, it is my responsibility in transporting him there in a timely manner. We are leaving NOW! You will go to your locker, fetch your boys belongings, and meet us at my locker, which is locker number 9. Sir gave the nod, and in a flash the Skinhead picked me up in his arms, and followed Sir to his locker. Once there I was stripped from the now piss drenched knee length red socks, and red rubber gloves. Some piss had collected inside the gloves, and one at a time Sir tipped the contents into my mouth, making me drink every last drop. He also removed my leash. The only think now on my body, was the locked chain around my neck, which symbolized that my boyfriend owned me. I sat on the floor whilst waiting for Sir and the Skinhead to get all their stuff from the lockers, and my boyfriend to come. My boyfriend came, and I got into my loose tee, trackies, and trainers. He just watched me, not saying a word. The atmosphere was tense! Sir scooped me up and carried me all the way to the club entrance, with the Skinhead and my boyfriend both following. We all walked to Sir's car which happened to be only 3 cars down from the car I arrived in. As the 3 of us got into Sir's car (myself in the passengers seat) my boyfriend ran to his. Sir put on Opera music, and loudly, for the LONG drive. We had been driving for ages when the passenger in the back piped up, and having to shout ... - Hey mate, are we nearly there yet? We have been driving for 90 bloody minutes, 30 of which we've been in the middle of nowhere. Sir turned the Opera music down. - Almost there my friend. --- I do believe your boyfriend has followed us. I knew he would. That might just go in our Master's favour! He has made so many foolish errors tonight regarding his boy. Will he make a final one, in your name? *tut tut tut* We drove for another 30 minutes, and arrived at these huge electronic cast iron gates, which were also guarded by 4 Guard Dogs. The gates slowly opened, and both cars drove in. It was then another few minutes down a windy bumpy lane, and here we were, at MY NEW Master's house! It was HUGE. There was the front door to the house which was bang in the middle, then 2 large windows either side of the main door, plus, 4 stories high. There must have been about 36 rooms, at a guess. It was also rather eerie, as, every window was pitch black, no lights were on. Except on the top floor at the end to the right, the windows were open, and the room was lit up with a fizzling fire red glow. I became transfixed with this brightly lit room, and suddenly I was having to catch my breath. There was also this strange sensation inside my cunt. Like something was gently prodding the entire length of it. Repetitively! Sir led us all to the front door. I say 'door'. There was no actual door, just another big cast iron gate. Sir got out the large key, in, turn, click. He opened the gate which creaked on it's hinges, and in we all went. Addressing my boyfriend and the Skinhead, Sir said whilst nodding to a corner room; - I need to prepare for Master. Will you please wait in there. I will collect you when I am ready. Sir then took me down to the basement which was FREEEEEZING. Again, I was ordered to strip naked. He then got a pair of electric hair trimmers, and proceeded to trim my body hair all over. All I used to do at home was shave my cunt hole, and trim my pubes so they were just tidy. From the neck down he was trimming everything down to it's root, including arm and leg hair. I was relieved he was leaving my thick golden curly locks on my head. My pride and joy. Once done he ordered me into this huge shower area that could easily fit a couple dozen people. It was basic grey breeze block brick work with a granite type flooring. The water went on. I screamed as it hit my skin as it was only tepid. Sir got naked himself, and joined me. Goodness, I wanted him to FUCK my cunt. I planted my hands against the cold bricks, stuck my ass out and pleaded; - PLEASE Sir, FUCK me. - Not this time boy. We have work to do. And you have kept your Master waiting long enough. - Sorry Sir. He got a razor and proceeded to make smooth what the electronic clippers could not manage. He shaved every last piece of hair off of me from the neck down. I was now HAIRLESS! We dried ourselves, and then Sir started to rub Almond oil all over me which eventually covered me EVERYWHERE from the neck down. He took two pairs of these black silk trousers that were low cut waist, and there was one button where a top button would be, just for fine detail purposes. It was a cream coloured button, with a Black Goat Heads emblem. He put a pair on himself, and the other pair he would be taking upstairs. And now came for my attire. He dressed me in a knee length transparent chiffon night shirt, which had these Black Goat emblem buttons all the way down. He then took a step back ---> - Oh YES. Master is going to LOVE you! 👺🐐

I am very verbal when I’m getting fucked. Especially if it’s a ripe hairy straight breeder daddy who is calling my ass a pussy and talking about knocking me up! I moan like a banshee when a big cock is stretching my hole and grunt like a pig when I’m already stretched out and in heat.

Part 7; Sir stood about 1 metre away from and with his back to our sling - Hey. I literally left the dance-floor for no more than 5 minutes. I came back, BOTH of you were gone. What the HELL happened? - Oh, I assumed you two became reunited. Several seconds after you left for your piss, he followed you. And that is why I got here 20 minutes ago, at 1.55am, ready for your show where you were going to take your boyfriend's virginity, and knock him up. - Well, I haven't seen him since I left him with you. - Oh, neither have I. - You haven't seen him that entire time? - No. Well, I plan to stay in this area until at least 3.15am. Why don't you come back in 1 hour. If he passes by during that time, I shall keep him here and keep him out of trouble, until you come back. - You'll be in this same spot? - Possibly. If not I most likely will be in the piss pool area opposite. Just over there. - Thanks you for your help. I'll be back here in 1 hour then. - See ya. There seemed to be quite a pause where I couldn't hear any voices I was familiar with, and I wasn't being touched either. All I could sense was muffled voices in the background, and tribal sounds being played out over the speaker system. Then, after a while I felt the cloak slowly uncovering me. BUT, when it got to my neck, it stopped, so my face remained covered. I didn't feel anything enter me, but I immediately felt the hot poker sensation sliding right through my cunt all the way to what again felt like my stomach, and that burning. My cunt was burning that little bit more again than the last time. And so was I. I started to feel really hot and sweaty with a pair of large hands rubbing over my wet torso. I knew they were Sir's, and I knew he was inside me again. Only this time it didn't feel like a mere fuck. It felt like a ritual, and I was about to get well and truly stung. (IF I truly wanted it, that is). Sir started to speak once again. His voice still distorted, but now it was much deeper again. I don't know how I was doing it, but, I was just managing to decipher what he was saying. - Well, your boyfriend was just way too easy. I cannot wait to see his face when he realizes that it won't be his DNA that will be controlling you. Fuck yeah. You ready for your first ever load sprayed in your cunt, pig? - Yes Sir - It's highly toxic! You do realize if I cum inside you, you will have no choice but to come with me to meet your new Master tonight to transfer from the mutated strain I am about to give to you, to the original virulent strain in it's most potent pure form. A lot will be expected of you before you would receive his ultimate DNA. If you truly accept your chosen fate, you will now say clearly, 'Hail Master. I accept you completely, and without question. Take me now', OR, you can say, 'No. I walk away'. I was actually being given a choice here. Or was I? Maybe it wasn't too late. I could not accept, and become infected by my boyfriend as originally planned all along. I was conflicted! I knew that to make the correct choice, I had to be true to myself! The only image I had in my head now, was that of my lovely boyfriend. And all I could feel physically was my cunt being filled with dirty, dark and demonic filth, and that left me feeling fulfilled and truly satisfied. - Take my cloak away from his face, and remove the hanker-chief you put in his mouth. Suddenly I could see again. I looked up at Sir, and once again, he looked like an angry Demon. I must be full on hallucinating. Surely!? His face was a glowing fireball red 👺, and the Scorpions on his pecs seemed like they were dancing. Also, I could see that either side of me were several Dicks masturbating over me. But they looked like the Dicks of Monsters. They looked ugly. BUT, I wanted to feel their hot seed soak me all over. I guess I had my answer. - Hail Master. I accept you completely, and without question. Take me now ☠️🐐 With my obedient declaration Sir stopped fucking me. He pulled out, and just stared down at me. The Men either side of me continued stroking their Dicks. I knew what Sir was about to do. He was going to fill me with his dirty toxic seed, and that is all it took for me to start shooting my own load as I lay there restrained. The most intense orgasm of my life and no one was touching me, not even myself. I would usually cum in a moderate amount, but now, I was erupting buckets; All over my chin, chest, and belly. I was squirting such an insane amount of cum that it was running down the sides of my torso. And, it went on and on. My body suddenly went limp, and I passed out. The next thing my brain was perceiving, is Sir was scooping up my neg load and FFisting it into my cunt, and using the remainder to lube up his bloodied shaft. Instead of holding onto the sling chains he this time grabbed the sides of my torso with what were now ICE COLD hands, and he slammed back into my cunt, fucking me with a deep rooted aggression. He still looked like a Demon, and his eyes had glazed over and were now black, and empty. Was I dreaming? Had I regained consciousness? Everything had now become blurred. Out of the blue he began to speak a language that did not sound as though it was from this world. He began to talk faster and faster, and as he did, his hate fucking would also increase in it's severity. THEN, everything abruptly stopped. The strange talking. The hate fucking. Sir was completely still, and expressionless with his dead black eyes. Shortly after everything ground to a halt, Sir began grunting rhythmically, each grunt several seconds apart. He was cumming, and my cunt felt like it was being loaded with cooling molten lava with each and every grunt, and it now felt like it was almost on fire. With each ejaculating grunt the Scorpions on his pecs would flick their tails and squirt their venom high into the air. 🦂🦂 As I watched their poison rain down on me, the several guys either side of the sling almost in unison commenced ejaculating all over me, with each splash of cum that was drenching me, making my skin feeling very hot. The next time I was properly aware, I was lying on my back in the piss pool in about an inch in depth at least, of warm piss. There were others like me with men stood over them, using them as nothing more than a human urinal. And then my boyfriend's voice suddenly appeared. but I couldn't see him with the crowd. - Darling, where have you been all this time? I have been worried about you.

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Part 3; Two weeks had gone by, and tonight was the night of the big party in our city, and I had kept my end of the bargain by not cumming, and that had completely refocused my sexual energy solely on my hole. I thoroughly douched and put on my outfit of; rubber jockstrap, rubber harness, with a thick chain and padlock tight around my neck, letting party goers know I was owned. My boyfriend attached a leash to the chain. He then wrote down my spine in washable marker pen the word 'V I R G I N'. I threw on some old baggy clothes, and we hopped in the car, with my beautiful Man driving us to the venue. Since we met we have never been short of anything to say to one another, however, the entire half hour drive we were silent, and there was a very strange feeling in the car. We parked up and submitted our queue jump tickets so not a minute of the night ahead wasted. I put my over clothes in a locker. My Man was in his full Leather Gear. He took me by my leash and paraded me around the entire building, showing off his neg virgin that he was now fully intending to corrupt. We went to one of the bars where he got a lemonade and a large vodka and coke for his boy. He led me to the dance-floor where he stood there slowly sipping his drink, whilst I got to my love of dancing, wiggling my cute little round ass in my new rubber jockstrap. Every time I turned around facing a particular direction, this broad hunk was stood several metres away from us, with something black draped over his arm, and wearing a Leather outfit consisting of a Muir, harness, Jockstrap, and army boots. When I say hunk, he was obviously seriously into bodybuilding, just my type. But, he wasn't the typical smooth, he was very hairy. He was the kind of guy I fantasized about taking my virginity, and knocking me up in the process. I turned away from him again and gyrated my ass in his direction. Instead of turning back to face him, I just kept on dancing and gyrating. Naughty I know with my new love stood right by me, but, I was so drawn to him, and, I could not stop myself. I then heard someone strike up a conversation with my new boyfriend. - Very cute boy you have there mate. - Thank you. Like your Scorpion tattoos by the way. - Cheers. So, is he really a virgin, as is advertised. - Indeed he is. - Neg then, naturally. I'd love to sting him. - We recently got together and he badly wants to be stung. He has craved it for a few years now, so, I shall be stinging him tonight in front of an audience. You should watch. I turned around to see who the other guy was, and I couldn't believe it, it was the hunk. I immediately looked down to the dance-floor, unable to make proper contact. To which he lifted my chin, and made me look at him. He stared deep into my eyes. His look unnerved me, yet, I was intoxicated at the same time. - Yeah, I think I should be in very close proximity the moment he gets stung. - I hope to start action around 2am at the sling area next to the piss pool area. My Master then tugged on my leash ... - Come on boy, your Master needs a piss. - Yes Master. - Hey, I do think it is a big shame you are taking such a brilliant dancer away from his natural habitat of the dance-floor. You go for your piss, and I'll look after your virgin for you. My Master hesitated ... - OK. But don't move from this spot. I'll literally be just a few minutes. - OK boss, we'll be here, waiting. This hunk watched my boyfriend until he was out of sight. Then the night took a complete 360 degree angle turn, and this guy took the black garment over his arm and attached it around his neck. It was a floor length cloak! So now his entire hairy bulky body was out of sight. He then grabbed hold of my leash, yanked hard, and started walking off, leaving me no option to follow. - But my Master said we had to wait here. (I motioned towards where we were stood) - First of all that was very foolish of him to leave you unattended, and secondly, you have a brand new Master now! He frog marched me to his locker, and ordered me to strip naked. I put my drink in his locker so I could undress, not that there was much to come off. He then made me put on knee length socks, and elbow length rubber gloves, both a bright red colour, ordered me to my knees, and handed me my drink. He then added some clear liquid. - Thank you Master. What was that? - Firstly, I gave you a small amount of Ketamine, and secondly, I am not your new Master. You will however address me as Sir. - Sorry Sir. But I thought you said I have a brand new Master now. - You do indeed. He in some way is right in front of you, but, it isn't me. I shall be driving you to him in a little while ☠️ Now drink up. - Yes Sir.

Part 4 It was Sunday morning as we left the campground. I pulled onto the highway and decided to head toward the city instead of directly home. I thought Matty and I needed to do a little shopping to celebrate our new relationship. As we traveled down the road, Matty told me stories about some of his sexual escapades. I had made him to take his shorts off so I could admire his beautiful body, and he leaned back in the passengers chair with one of his big feet propped up on the dashboard. God, even his feet were sexy. Nice big size 12 feet. I couldn't wait till I had a chance to lick and worship them. He stretched out and put his left hand behind his head, letting me have a nice view of his dark, hairy pit. He lightly stroked his cock as he leisurely talked. Between his hot stories regaling what a slut he is, and his gorgeous naked body on full display, I had a difficult time concentrating on the road. My own hard cock pushed against the confines of my shorts. We hadn't fucked this morning, what with all the sex that had taken place the day before, but now I was really horny again. My son had revived my middle aged libido, and I felt as if I was 19 years old again myself. Finally I couldn't take any more. "Come here slut." I demanded. "Suck daddy's cock." He flashed his big smile and dropped to his knees next to me. Unbuttoning my shorts, he pulled out my uncut meat and pulled the foreskin back. He licked around my head, savouring the precum before he swallowed my entire shaft. I just groaned as my boy expertly deep throated my cock, making slow love to it with his throat muscles. Damn, it felt almost as good as his ass. He would swallow it to the root, burying his nose in my pubes, and massage me with his throat. It didn't take long before I was close to shooting. I grabbed a fist full of his curly hair, and slammed his head up and down into my pubes. I held him tight to me as I shot my first two squirts right down his throat. Then I pulled him off and finished shooting on his face, coating his cheek and nose. I damn near wrecked the r.v. in the process. I rubbed some of the cum into his hair as I pushed him off me. He sat back in his chair with a big shit eating grin on his face. He left the cum on his face without me even needing to tell him. He knew I liked him looking like a cheap whore. It wasn't long before we hit the city limits, and shortly we were at the leather store. Luckily I had a credit card that my wife didn't know about, so we could buy whatever caught our eye. And I'm sure Matty had lots of ideas, as did I. We walked through the door and Matty's eyes lit up like a kid in a candy store. Before us lay a plethora of leather and kink items, and I couldn't wait to start shopping. We walked around the store a bit, checking things out, as the few patrons that were in there eyed Matty with lust filled gazes. I felt so proud, having such a beautiful son, and of course it helped that he was still only wearing a pair of basketball shorts and flip-flops. These shorts were white, and you could practically see right through them. The first place we stopped was the collars. I picked a couple of different ones up, trying them around Matty's neck. All eyes in the store were on the practically naked Adonis as I decided on the best one. It had several different rings on it, perfect for various different ways of restraint. I clipped a leash onto it, and led Matty up to the counter. I handed the guy behind it my card. "Go ahead and hang on to this." I said. "We're going to be a while." The guy gave me a big smile as he took my card. Having my boy in a collar filled me with a sense of real power. I made Matty get on his hands and knees as I led him over to the restraints. He obeyed without even hesitating. I selected a nice set of ankle and wrist restrains. Thick leather ones, lined with sheepskin. Perfect for extended use. I put them to my boy, and he was starting to look really fucking hot. I led him over to the gags next. I picked up a gag with a large round plastic hole. I pushed it in his mouth, stretching his jaw wide open, and buckled it behind his head. Very nice. I picked up a ball gag next, and removed the piss gag. Then I forced the red ball into his mouth and buckled it. Very sexy. "We'll definitely take both of these." I said, handing the piss gag to the clerk. I led my gagged boy over to the hoods next. "Kneel boy." I instructed him. He raised himself into a kneeling position, revealing a rock hard cock under his shorts. He was totally turned on at this public display of his obedience. It was not lost on the other patrons who had all stopped to watch the show. I picked up a nice thick hood that had a removable blindfold and mouth piece. I took his collar off, as this hood had a collar and rings on it too. I placed it over Matty's head, buckeling it tight. It fit him perfectly. Then I removed it, and took it to the counter as Matty put his new collar back on. Next I led him to a wall of whips and paddles. "Choose two son." I instructed him. Matty looked them over, then chose a riding crop, and a cat-o'-nine-tails. I walked over to the blindfolds and selected a nice one that also had sheepskin lining. I put it on my boy, blinding him. I walked over to one of the men who was watching. A man, a little older than me with a nice big belly and a bushy beard. His arms were really hairy, and chest hair spilled out of his shirt collar. Definitely a bear. I handed him the cat-o'-nine-tails saying, "You look like a man who knows his way around a whip. Would you mind testing this for me? I think 5 hard strokes on his back should do the trick." The man smiled as he took the cat. Walking to my son, he brought the cat down on Matty's back, snapping it so the tips of the tails struck his vulnerable skin. Matty cried out into the gag, much to the amusement of the men watching. 4 more quick hard snaps left some nice red welts on my boys back. I smiled as I took the cat to the counter. Then I bent the crop in my hand, testing it's flexibility. Standing behind my boy, I administered 5 fast hard swipes to the sole of his left foot, followed by 5 to his right foot. Matty cried out into his gag after each strike of the crop. But I could see his cock was still hard in his shorts. The slut. I leaned down into his ear and said, "You're doing good son. There's just one more that you didn't pick." I selected a nice, hard leather paddle off the wall, the kind that had studded metal points on one side. I walked up to a couple and handed one of them the paddle. "Would you do the honors?" I asked. "Give him 5 on his beautiful ass. 3 with the flat side, 2 with the other." He licked his lips as he approached Matty and held nothing back as he came down full force on Matty's backside. Matty screamed into the gag after each swat, everyone as hard as the other with only his thin shorts between the leather and his skin. But he never moved through his ordeal, and I was proud. After I took the paddle and whips to the counter, I stopped and had a private conversation with the bear. He just nodded and smiled. Then I picked out some leather shorts and harnesses, a couple of each and handed them to the bear. "Would you kindly take my son to the dressing room and find the ones that fit him best?" I asked. The bear took hold of the leash and tugged on it. "Come on boy!" He said, leading the blindfolded boy to the back. "You heard your daddy." Matty obediently crawled behind the big man, not that he had a choice. The clerk probably knew what was up, but didn't object, after all, I was spending quite a bit of money today. I walked over to the counter and selected a nice selection of various cock and balls devises, different rings and stretchers, as well as a couple of nice chastity cages. I couldn't wait to see them on my son. As I walked around the store a bit, the man who had paddled Matty came up to me. "That's a hot boy you got there. Where'd you find him?" " He's my son." I replied. "Oh, of course, your "son"". He said smiling. "No really, he is my son. And right now he's taking a load up his ass from that guy, because I wanted him too." "No shit man! Thats so nasty!" "Well, he's a nasty little slut. Do you want to have a go at him? He lives for cock." "No shit man? Well my partner and I have a nice little play space if you wanna come over. We'll fill that sluts pussy real good. Even got a friend we could call if he's that cock hungry." "Call him." I said. "Let me finish shopping and we can head over." The man was smiling as he walked over to his partner. And soon his partner was smiling just as big. After about 10 minutes, the bear started walking from the back, leading my boy who now wore a harness and leather shorts. A couple of new people had come in the store and looked a little surprised as they watched my new slave crawling on the floor. The bear just handed me his leash and his shorts and said thank you, then left. I took the blindfold off my boy, and led him over to the shackles. I removed his wrist and ankle restraints, then picked up a nice spreader bar. I made Matty stand and kicked his ankles apart, attaching the bar with the attached restraints. Then I found a nice metal shackle, took off his collar, and shackled his wrist's and neck. The clerk gave me a padlock to secure it shut. Matty looked super hot standing there, but he was missing something. I went to the counter and picked out several different nipple clamps, one of them being aligator clamps. I attached them to my boy, eliciting loud screams into his ball gag. I left him standing there in pain and on display as I picked up a few more items. Some various dildos, anal balls, butt plugs enema equipment, a leather jockstrap and a few coloured ones, the works. And a few more bottles of poppers, of course. As the clerk rang up my purchases, I released the nipple clamps, eliciting new screams from Matty, and removed the shackles, replacing them with his new restraints. Then when everything was bagged up, I led my collared boy out the door to the r.v., then over to my new friends playpen. This trip cost a couple thousand dollars, but I knew my slut was worth it. As soon as we arrived at our host's place, Alan and Bob, they ushered us into a bedroom that was set up as a respectable little dungeon. It had a sling, fuckbench, couple of different cages, a wooden stockade, a St. Andrews cross, and a variety of whips and other sex toys. After a quick discussion with the two men, we stripped Matty and bound my still gagged son to the cross. He looked so hot tied up, spread and vulnerable, his smooth white ass practically begging to get beat. The doorbell rang and Bob went to let their friend, Rick in. He was another leather daddy who let loose a huge smile when he saw the naked stud displayed before him. He rubbed Matty's ass saying, "This is going to be one hot fuck. I can't wait to see his tight little cunt oozing cum." But first things first. I held some poppers under Matty's nose, making him take several long deep hits till I could tell he was high. "You might have to wear a shirt for a while son." I whispered into his ear. "Don't want your mamma to see your back." As I stepped away, Alan landed a hard stroke from a cat right between Matty's shoulder blades. Matty cried out from surprise as his whole body tensed up, and some nice light pink lines appeared on his back. Then Alan went to work like a pro, alternating the blows to my slut. He would deliver several fast ones in a row, followed by a really hard one, alternating between Matty's broad shoulders, his narrow waist and every available spot in between. Matty tensed with every blow, his spectacular muscles flexing as he writhed in his bonds, sweat dripping down his body. We all egged Alan on, enjoying the young stud suffering. Finally Matt's entire back glowed like it was on fire, which I'm sure it was. Bob released my boy from the cross, and Matty just dropped too his knees. I didn't know if it was from submission or exhaustion. Not that it mattered. On his knees is where a slut like him belongs. Bob led him over to the fuckbench, and helped him up on it, buckeling him in, pulling out his plug, and leaving his glorious white ass ready and available for whatever we wanted. I'm sure Matty thought he was going to get fucked after the whipping he just took, but Rick had other ideas. Bob removed Matty's gag as I fed him more poppers. When he was nice and buzzed and loose, Rick picked up a thick wooden paddle and started beating Matt's ass. The first few swats illicited some loud responses from my boy, but not much more. Rick continued his assault on the teen jock ass before him. It was clear he wanted to break Matty. He struck the hard ass over and over until it was a dark red colour. Matty soon started begging him to stop, pleading. But Rick just continued. Matty begged louder and louder, but to no avail, Rick didn't let up. Finally, Matty totally broke down. He started crying and blubbering. Tears and snot ran down his face as he pleaded for mercy. It wasn't until Matty was sobbing great wracking sobs that Rick finally ended the torture. He ran his hands over the deep red ass, feeling the heat that eminated from it. Then, they started fucking him. Rick was the first. He slammed his hard fat cock into my son without warning. Matty cried out and continued to sob as Rick pounded the bruised ass before him. He pulled out and Bob stepped up and took his place, ramming his own raging hardon into the bound boy before him. He fucked hard with no mercy, slapping the red hot ass, keeping Matty in tears. Pulling out, he let Alan step in for his turn. The three men kept up the rotation for close to an hour, each one stopping before they came, slapping the burning ass the whole time, keeping Matty in tears. I just sat back and watched, mesmerized by the show before me. Finally, Rick shot his load into the weeping boy beneath him, pounding his cum deep into the helpless cunt. Alan and Bob both followed suit, each dumping a violent load into my sweet baby boy. After everyone had calmed down, Bob released Matty bonds, helping my boy off the bench. Matty just collapsed on his side, breathing deeply, his tear stained, snot covered face flushed a bright red. I walked over to him, and pushed him onto his back with my foot. "Jerk off bitch!" I ordered him. "Show these nice men how thankful you are for their abuse. How much you liked it. Show them what a pathetic cumdump pig you are!" Matty grabbed his hardening cock and started jerking it. The three men stood over the defeated jock and spit on him while he stroked his hard pole. Matty opened his mouth and the men filled it with their spit. He shot another huge teenage wad into his open mouth and all over his face and chest. After everyone had calmed down, I replaced Matty's gag and restraints, plugged his ass and led him out to the r.v., but not before finalizing plans with the three men to return in two weeks when Matty would get a true gangbang. We drove the over two hours home in silence, with Matty still gagged, laying on the floor next to me, where a used cumdump like him belonged. His mother was already in bed, so Matty and I retired to his bedroom. I removed all his gear, and we climbed into bed. I held him and stroked his sore back and ass, and he just curled into me like he did when he was a little boy. I took his chin and lifted his head. We looked into each other's eyes and I kissed him tenderly. "I hope you know how much I enjoyed that slut." I whispered to him. "Daddy likes watching his baby boy get abused." "I know," he whispered back. "Thank you daddy. I needed that." I kissed him passionately as I climbed on top of him. I slid my cock into his wet slick hole and pushed my body down on him, grinding his sore back into the bed beneath us. I groped his welted ass as I fucked him, and he responded by wrapping his legs around me, pulling me tightly into him. He kissed me hard as I pumped him, grinding his hard cock into my furry belly. In short time, I dumped another load into his greedy pussy, and his own cock shot off, coating our bellies in fresh boy cum while his ass milked his daddy's sperm into his guts. We fell asleep in each other's arms.

Part 2 I left my cock in Matty until it went soft, as my brain processed what had just transpired. My son, my pride and joy, was truly a cum hungry slut. And I loved it. I finally pulled out, and Matty immediately rolled over and started cleaning off my slimy dick without being told to. As he sucked the cum and ass juice off my cock, paying extra attention to the foreskin, he looked up at me with those beautiful blue eyes and said, "a cumdump always cleans up after." "Someone's taught you well, boy" I replied. "Yes, Sir," he answered as he licked my balls clean. Grabbing a handful of his curly hair, I forced him back on to my cock, holding his face tight against my pubes, watching my precious boy as his tongue and mouth did their work on my crotch. I started getting hard again. I pushed him off me, onto his back, and he responded by grabbing his ankles, spreading his legs apart, displaying his hungry, pink hole, glistening in the soft light. I looked down at him, noticing that his crotch was shaved, with just a hint of pubes left. "Do you shave your ass too, boy?" "Yes Sir. Most men prefer it that way," he replied, flashing his big, white smile. I marveled at his beauty. An hour ago, he was just my straight, hot jock son. Now here he was a submissive, cock hungry slut, spreading his legs open for more of his Dad's cock in him. I didn't make him wait as I lined up my cock head to his waiting hole. "Look at me boy," I demanded. "Look me in the eyes and tell me what you want son." Without hesitation or shame he answered "I want your cock in my ass, Dad. I want you to fuck me, use me, cum in me. I'm just a cumdump. I need your cum filling me. I need other men to use me as a cumdump. I am a slut, Dad. Use me however you want. Tie me up, abuse me, let other men abuse me, whatever you want. The rougher the better. I'll be your little fuck slave, Daddy." With that I slammed my cock balls-deep into my son. His eyes rolled back into his head as he moaned "Oh, fuck yeah. Fuck me, Dad, fuck me." And fuck him I did. I grabbed his furry thighs and pounded him as hard as I could, knowing this fuck would last a while. Matty just moaned and grunted. I filled my mouth with saliva and grabbed his bottom teeth, opening his mouth wide. I let a long string of spit fall into his mouth, filling it up. As I pushed his mouth closed and he swallowed, I finished by spitting twice on his face, right on his nose so it ran down his cheeks. He just smiled, loving it. I slowed down my fucking, cause I wanted to find out more about his sexual history. "How long have you been getting fucked, bitch? Tell me about it." "Since I was 18, Sir," he answered as I grabbed his balls, pulling them. "I went on hookup sites. It's really easy to find guys wanting to use a high school boy." "Older guys? What was the first man that fucked you like?" I asked. "Yeah, lots of older guys. The guy who took my cherry was probably 40. I told you I was spending the night at Jimmy's, but I went to this guy's house. He fucked me three times that night. He was the first to teach me what a cumdump I was." My cock throbbed as he talked. "The next hookup was a couple in their 50's. They were the first to tie me up, put me in a sling and fuck me all night. They introduced me to poppers. After that, I became a certified cockhound. I'd look for cock anywhere. Sometimes at a park, or a bookstore. I like the sleaziness of the hook-ups." I pounded my boy harder as I pictured him whoring himself out to total strangers. "What's the oldest guy to fuck you?" I asked. "He was in his 80's. He came over to our house and fucked me while you and Mom were asleep upstairs." I gave my son a hard slap on the face when he said that. "Thank you, Sir," he replied, adding "I've had lots of guys over that you didn't know about. They'd get really turned on fucking a high school guy in his own bed." I continued pounding Matty harder as I realized just how slutty he was, so I asked "Have you been gangbanged slut? How many men?" "Yes Sir, a few times. The most was one session with six Army guys. They blindfolded me and used me all night. They even double fucked me. I probably took ten or eleven loads that night." My head spun at the thought of my son being gangbanged, taking cock after cock after cock. I most definitely needed to set up a gangbang for him. And I'll make sure to have a minimum of ten guys lined-up to use my son. Hearing him tell me his nasty exploits had me on the verge of cumming again, but I had one more question before I came: "So," I asked, looking deep into his eyes. "How many men do you think have fucked you? How many men have pumped their cum into my son's slutty fuckhole?" "Maybe about 150?" 'Oh fuck,' I thought - 150 different men. And he wasn't even 20. "Stroke your cock slut." I ordered. "I wanna see you cum, you nasty fucking whore! Taking 150 different cocks? You really are a worthless little cumdump. Well, Daddy's taking over now, cunt! I'm going to make sure you take EVERY available cock we can find. I'll find disgusting old, fat men and make you grovel for their cum. I'll take you to truck stops and let nasty, dirty truckers fuck your hot, slutty, jock cumhole! You'll get so used, I'll be able to ram my fist in you with no problem!" As I told Matty about his future, he just groaned and opened his mouth, shooting several big shots of cum, landing in his mouth, hair, and all over his face and chest. I shot my own load into him as his ass muscles milked my cock with every squirt he made. fter we both got our breath back, I pulled out and Matty cleaned me off, he started to wipe his own cum up. "No," I said, "leave it." Giving me a smile, Matty reached into his backpack and pulled out a good sized buttplug. Without a word, he lay back, spread his whore legs apart and handed me the plug, gesturing to his leaking hole. I rammed it in hard. Matty threw his head back and hissed as it popped past his anal ring. I lay down, pulled him into me, kissing deeply and passionately as ground the plug into his cunt. We made out for a bit before we called it a night.

Sorry about the delay, been too busy and a bit sick. Here's the next part: I'm shocked at Bobby’s appearance in the light of the booth. In the darkroom it's easy to fuck with guys who you wouldn't look twice at in daylight. I recall that I had recoiled when I'd first felt his wasted, bony body, but his cock, probably sustained by Viagra, had been the attraction in there. But now I can see the man. I see how severely wasted he is, the skin is sagging from his arms, the muscle loss from his legs is plain to see, and his torso is just ribs with a loose covering of flesh. There are lesions, too many to count, and they are spread across his body. And then there are patches of rash, around his groin, on his legs, up his stomach. But his cock is hard, engorged with his infected blood, almost as if the virus that has ravaged his body is supporting the means by which it can spread! His bulging cock head and veined shaft glistens with precum, AIDS infected precum that is running from the slit in his glans as I watch. He smiles at me. ‘I've got another load here for you if you want it' he tells me as he slowly wanks his cock. I'm actually repulsed by his sight, but also fascinated by this man. My arse is sore, aching from the treatment that it has received tonight. I feel that I should go to get showered, make my way to A&E to request a course of PEP. It may be futile but I could tell myself I did all I could. Devon’s warm body comes up being me, his arms wrap around me. He holds me with one arm and puts the brown bottle into my hand. I feel myself open the bottle, a little hiss and the scent of the Amyl. I lift the bottle to my nose, close one nostril and take a deep snort through the other. I hold it in, then breathe out. Then another breath in from the bottle. I repeat this, each long slow breath inhaling more of the chemical. I relax into Devon's arms, all thoughts of leaving are forgotten. Once again the poppers course through my head. I put the lid back on the bottle and let Devon guide me to the bench. Without hesitation I lean over and take Bobby’s cock into my mouth. His precum is sweet but bitter, I squeeze up the thick tube beneath his cock and am rewarded with a mouthful of the toxic nectar. His taste spreads through my mouth as the fluid covers my tongue. I continue to suck him, more precum enters my mouth, different flavours as it rubs into my throat, around my gums, beneath my tongue. I feel Devon’s fingers spreading lube between my arse cheeks and into my stretched hole. The cool lube is soothing. ‘Get up and sit on Bobby's cock mate’ he whispers into my ear. I climb onto the bench, lift my leg to sit astride Bobby's stomach. His skin is like paper, his body so much cooler than Devon's. I reach behind me and lift Bobby's heavy cock up. Devon takes hold of it for me and I feel him press it to my opening. All I need to do is press back and he will be inside my body again. I hesitate, should I put a stop to this? I know the answer is yes but I open the bottle again. More poppers relax the butterflies in my stomach and I lean back, I feel his cock head breach my sphincter. I sit back and relish the feeling of this poison rod sliding into my sore arse. Bobby smiles up at me, he pulls me to him and we kiss, tongues dueling, he probably tastes his precum in my mouth. His arms feel fragile as they hold my torso to his. His saliva is yet another of his bodily fluids that I'm absorbing. He starts sliding his cock in and out of my hole, his breathing ragged with the effort. I sit up and match his movements, allowing his cock to slide it's full length in and out. I feel Devon climb onto the bench, he is kneeling behind me. He pushes me down and Bobby wraps his wasted arms around me, his bony fingers grab my arse cheeks and pulls them apart to give Devon the fullest access. Then I feel it, Devon holding his cock head to my arse hole. He lifts my hips and I feel Bobby's cock leave my hole, then lowering me back down and I feel Devon's bulbous cock head press into my hole. Despite the stretching that I've already received his cock still doesn't make the initial entry easily and my hole protests at the further intrusion. But then it's through, the rim behind his glans is inside my muscles. Then Bobby is holding his cock head tightly to the underside of Devon's cock. As Devon pulls outward I feel my ring being stretched open, it's as if they have planned as they both push hard into my tortured hole. I gasp at the pain of the two cocks stretching my anal muscles open. Surely I can't stretch that far? I need to stop this, these are two of the biggest cocks that I've ever encountered and I realise that together they are going to tear my hole open. I cry out as the pain reaches another level. I tell them to stop but Devon's arms, strong, muscular, hold me in place. I know I'm trapped. 'Your'e going nowhere’ he growls into my ear, ‘sniff your poppers if you need, but you're getting us both in your arse whatever happens’. Is this rape, I wonder, but know I put myself into this position. Somehow I manage to get the poppers bottle under my nose, I inhale, my head spins but still pain radiates from my hole. I feel a slight relief, think it's the effect of the poppers but then realise they have both eased off, have they realised they are too big? But no, the relief is short lived as they both ram their cocks back into my arse. I feel something give way and the pain is intense. They stop, each cock now through my hole. I worry that something is torn. ‘I knew you could do it’ Devon whispers, 'just relax and you'll love it.’ The pain eases off, or maybe my arse is numbing. The open poppers bottle is still under my nose and I'm inhaling the vapours with every breath. I nod, tell them it's feeling better. Devon pulls out a little, leaving Bobby's cock inside me, then he drives deeper in again. Bobby does the same, gasping for breath. The feeling is painful but the intensity is awesome, my prostate is being crushed and my colon is being filled to capacity by these men. They start fucking me, sometimes driving in together, sometimes one pulls out as the other drives in. I find that I'm loving the sensations of pleasure and pain, and I start moving my arse to try to match their movements. I start to feel them both hitting the back of my colon, I know I've got them both fully embedded inside me, the thickest parts of their cocks opening my sphincter wider than ever. The sensations of these two cocks takes me to the point of orgasm, but it's so different to the usual cum. My arse cannot squeeze shut and I feel a continuous pleasure and realise that my muscles are trying to ejaculate but nothing is coming out, a continuous orgasm that just adds to the pleasure pain cycle. Bobby's breathing is more laboured, I feel his finger nails biting, scratching my arse cheeks as he drives into me. Devon is holding my hair, his other hand over my face, his thumb pressing into my mouth. I'm being used like a rag doll by these guys. 'Take it, you whore,’ cries Bobby, 'take my AIDs, I'm cumming in your dirty hole.’ I don't feel the semen but I feel his cock throb in my ring as he fired jet after jet of infected cum into my torn and scratched rectum. He falls back sated, but there's no relief as his Viagra erection remains stiff within my arse. My hole feels wet and I know that Bobby's semen is coating the inside of my arse, his virus fighting it's way into my blood stream., Devon is still pounding and pulls my body back against his. His savage thrusts suddenly find the entrance to my inner bowels again through my already tortured second sphincter. Each thrust penetrates my core as he drags my head back to his, his cock dragging against Bobby's, as it drives through my arse. Someone grabs my exposed cock, I hadn't realised I was still hard, I hadn't realised how many guys were watching us. They roughl yank my foreskin up and down, too hard, too painful, but it has the effect of bringing me to another painful orgasm, my muscles trying to contract against the two cocks still inside me. As I cum Devon bellows, driving into me, delivering his poz semen deep into my intestines, five, six, more thrusts, I think his cum must be reaching my stomach. Devon falls forward onto me, I'm crushed between him and Bobby. I have to roll to one side to be able to breathe, both cocks are dragged from my hole followed by a torrent of fluid. I reach to my still open hole to gather some of the liquid, it's mostly white but tinged with red, at least I'm not bleeding too badly I realise. The little booth is full of men, maybe 8 or 9. A cock is pushed at my face, uncut and smelly, but I open my mouth to suck it. It tastes of piss but also arse, I wonder where it's been but dutifully clean it, swallowing the foul mess from under the foreskin. My body is dragged around to the edge of the bench. A cock enters my arse, I hardly feel it I'm so stretched, but I feel the legs against mine, pubic hair sctraching my arse cheeks. I want to complain, to say no, but the fat guy with his cock in my mouth is holding my head as he fucks deep into my throat. Devon is there at my ear again. 'You've turned them on mate, you better let them use you. It's the busy time now, they are queueing out there, it's a bit of a frenzy.’ Do I try to stop it or go with the flow? At least I still have my poppers...

Most guys would say yea, but after this weekend, I have to tell you, you are missing out on some GREAT sex! I hosted a party. And a 66 yo was invited. My bf was pissed I invited him, up until he seeded us! He had a beautiful cock, stamina and was a multiple cummer. He fucked with both passion,, and like a rabbit! In a matter of only like 2 or so hrs, he seeded 3 of us a minimum of 5 times! Yea we all have preferences, but a good time is a good time!

I have wondered the same thing about these problems becoming the wedge that the "community" needed to get them closed down. Damn! That'd be sad if they closed down permanently.

As a BB Black Bottom i use a jock as a visual cue that I am a bottom. Doesn't always work. But I like to think that it helps, and my ass looks great in a jockstrap.

Most people thought of Drew as one of two things: shy or nerdy. With a slighter build, and eye glasses that were just a tad too thick for his face, he often went unnoticed to most people. Take off the glasses and the Walmart clothes, and a heart-stopping twink appears with big brown eyes. Underneath the shy exterior, there was a young man full of lust, curiosity and dark fantasies. He couldn't dare find a way to express his wants to guys he met in real life. The Internet sites he visited provided him with the right combination of opportunity and anonymity for him to be bolder .. and more daring. Last night, his online chatting brought out one of Drew's darkest fantasies. For reasons he could never understand, he always found himself drawn to the online stories of bug chasing and conversions. Nothing made his dick harder than the story of unexpected stealth breeding. He had all of the bareback story sites bookmarked and indulged them on a regular basis. He was well-versed in the "lingo" and felt it was time to put his working knowledge of this forbidden world into practice. Drew didn't really want to get pozzed, he decided. He loved the "fantasy" of the idea. So, when he got the nerve to engage in some sexy talk with a poz guy on Adam4Adam, he didn't fully expect where it would take him. drewtrek22: hey that's a hot screenname. top9inyou: yeah? you want it? drewtrek22: whoah! not so fast, man. Just like your pics. It says ur poz. And anything goes? Maybe that's not such a good idea? top9inyou: if it's not your thing, then peace out man. drewtrek22: just saying i wouldn't let a big poz dick up my ass. even though your're hott. topin9you: okay Drew waited. He needed to keep the conversation going. He was too curious and excited now. drewtrek22: i bet you want to poz my hole don't ya? shoot your charged load up my ass? admit it. top9inyou: only if you wanted that. drewtrek22: like i would want poz cum up my ass? no thanks! you're hot, but I'm not taking your poz babies. thanks. top9inyou: well if you change your mind, you found me first. so you know where to find me again. drewtrek22: i just don't want you to stealth fuck me and turn me into a little poz cumslut top9inyou: oh? well then, don't let poz guys up your ass. you never know what you'll get. drewtrek22: yeah, i bet you want to stealth breed me. your profile says "anything goes." i bet that means you like to seduce a guy and make him beg for your cum, right? top9innyou: i never had to make anyone beg for my cum. everyone that takes my cock wants my cum. it's cool if that's not your thing. drewtrek22: nobody ever said stop?! top9inyou: everybody always says "more." drewtrek22: not me. don't get any ideas with that big dick of yours. Drew's dick was so hard it strained the buttons fastening his jeans. The anticipation of that big hot dick entering a forbidden place - it was too enticing an idea to stop thinking about; so he pressed on with the conversation. drewtrek22: well, like i said, you're hott. and your dick looks amazing. but i wouldn't beg for poz cum. top9inyou: so you say now drewtrek22: i mean it. i might suck your big cock and let you rub my ass with your thick cock; but no pozzing my hole!!! top9inyou: if you don't want it, you won't get it. Another long pause. Drew had to continue. drewtrek22: i gotta say it's hot thinking about a hot guy with a big dick pushing my boundaries, though. top9inyou: what kind of boundaries? drewtrek22: ya know .. barebacking with a poz guy. top9inyou: oh that turns you on, huh? drewtrek22: yeah. kinda. i'm not saying you can fuck my ass with your hot poz cock though. Drew reflected on that last message he sent. That was when he tipped his hand, he realized. top9inyou: oh you think my poz cock is hot eh? drewtrek22: i'm just saying your hot, that's all. do u ever pull out? top9inyou: nope drewtrek22: think you can make an exception for me? top9inyou: if my dick goes inside you, it's not coming out until i unload inside you. It was that statement that Drew couldn't let escape his mind. So, it was no surprise that just a couple of hours after talking with Evan (aka "top9inyou"), Drew found himself in a "vulernable" position. Drew was laying on his side with Evan beside him as well. Evan was reaching around Drew and slowly pulling on Drew's small but rock-hard shaft. All the while, Evan slowly rocked his pelvis into Drew. Evan had boxers on and Drew was in his briefs. It took an hour of akward chit chat before Evan finally persuade Drew to "cuddle" in his bed. The large bulge being rubbed into Drew's bottom was driving him crazy. Evan knew he could take things at least a bit further; and pulled down his boxers and then pressed his large eager member into Drew's briefs, aiming for his hole. "Mmmm .." Drew leaked out. "I bet you want to put your big poz dick in my ass now, don't you?" Evan turned the question around, "are you wanting my big poz dock in you now?" Drew's only response was another "mmmmm ..." as he couldn't bring himself to say yes, despite wanting to feel the shaft nudging into his pleasure spot. Moments later, the line had been crossed. Drew was trying to catch his breath. His ass felt like it was on fire, being pinched, pulled and stretched in impossible ways while Evan slowly pressed his now spit-drenched thick dick into Drew's hot hole. "That's it .. take my dick," Evan said softly as he pressed in deeper, and kissed Drew softly on his neck. All Drew could think about at the moment was the pain his ass was feeling. He had forgotten that moments before he was anxious over the dick making its way toward's his hole. "You like that big poz cock in you now?" Evan poked Drew was now second guessing himself. The pain was so intense, "I don't know .. maybe we should stop. It hurts..." Evan did not let up, though. He continued to use the ass he was initially offered. He was feeling stupid now. Drew thought a dick like this big would feel great; and he's letting a poz guy up his ass. It doesn't feel good at all, and now he's gonna get hiv, Drew was realizing. "There's a poz dick in my ass, " Drew thought to himself, "he's trying to fuck hiv up my ass." And somehow logic escaped him. The thought of a big poz dick inside him triggered the release of that pent-up desire he had tried so hard to supress. A moment later, the punishment of Drew's ass was quickly turning into a rampage of pleasure. The painful jabs quickly turned into exciting thrusts of ecstacy. Drew never had such a full wonderful feeling deep inside him. His tiny hard dick sprung up involuntarily with each jab he welcomed. Drew's ambivalence quickly turned to demand. "Yes! Fuck me with your big poz cock!!!" Drew implored. The combination of a poz cock, coupled with the biggest dick he ever had inside him won him over. "I knew you'd want more," Evan reminded Drew. "Yes! More!" Drew vaguely remembered denying the notion before. "I'm gonna poz your little ass," Evan informed his new twink lover; and continued to hammer into Drew's now-stretched, full and wanting hole. "Oh fuck!" Drew said as he took short intense heaving breaths, "yeah, poz me up!" The only thing keeping Drew from cumming instantly was a small bit of doubt buried deep in the back of his head telling him that this might be a mistake. He ignored the thought as best he could; and somehow that thought reinforced the arousal he was feeling. Evan embraced Drew even more tightly, and then asked, "are you ready to take it all?" Drew couldn't imagine his ass any fuller or the cock even deeper. He was almost afraid to answer, but wanted to feel it all, "Yes give it to me!!!" With little effort, Evan rolled Drew onto his stomach, while keeping part of his large cock still inside him. Drew instinctively bucked back and felt Evan pry deeper. Drew's eyes widened. He felt a combination of pleasure and pain he never expected. "holy shit .. Yeah! DRILL ME!" Drew muttered. The only response from Evan was re-doubled effort of ass pounding. Drew coughed unexpectedly. Maybe it was pressure on his balls that forced the cough out. It didn't matter. A huge cock was pounding his hole about to unload poz cum inside him. "This is what you wanted all along, wasn't it?" Evan pryed. "FUCK YES!" FUCK YES!" Drew exclaimed even though half his face was buried into a pillow. A deep strange pain emerged with each thrust. Oddly, the strangeness of this unfelt sensation only turned Drew on even more, if that was even possible. Words failed Drew and primal howls were the only sounds piercing the air as Evan drove his cock relentlessly in and out of the tight hot hole beneath him. Drew was about to explode. The assault of pleasure and pain. The stretching of his ass; the big poz cock invading him. It was all too much to handle. Evan seemed to sense the orgasm building and coaxed his new lust, "Ready for my load?" It took a few moments for Evan to respond. He was lost in the moment of pure bliss as he tried to refrain from blowing his own load, "oh God yes!!! Cum in my ass! PLEASE!" and then Drew remembered it would be his first known poz load and he surrendered to the moment and remembered to add "give me your charged load! POZ MY ASS!!!" With those last words, Drew felt his ass lock around the big cock inside him. He felt a sudden surge of wetness deeper than he ever felt which triggered the release of his built up load as well. He could feel Evan's cock continue to pump what seemed an impossibly large load; and somehow Drew's orgasm seemed to last in duration. He never shot so much cum out of his own dick as he felt his hole now slick and wet as Evan unloaded. "Don't pull out," Drew pleaded. Despite his orgasm, he still felt an insatiable desire to have the big dick kept withim him. Evan obliged. It was the best fuck of his life, Drew decided. And even in the immediate moments to follow, he wanted more. The next afternoon, Drew logged on hoping to find Evan online. He was disappointed to not find a green dot next to the name in his inbox, but opened the new message. After reading the message, Drew found himself instantly hard again. It read simply "I knew you wanted my hot poz cock."

I went to my first CumUnion party, at Crew Club in DC last Saturday. I had signed up for it a week or so ahead, hoping that my car would be out of the shop (where it's been on and off for 9 friggin months). And I got the car back on Friday. So, here's how it went, at least as far as I can remember. Some of the details may have escaped; it was a busy night and it has taken me a week to get around to getting all of this written up. Of course I was cruising online (mostly on BBRT) all day Saturday trying to meet up with a few people who would be there, so I'd have a recognizable face or two and a planned hookup in case things were lame (not that I expected they would be). And watching some porn to get myself fully cranked up ahead of time. And of course, a local guy hit me up for some fun in the early afternoon... said he had a bottom who wanted to take multiple guys. So I went over and we made out, and after a little bit the bottom showed up and we fucked him – he had a sweet tight ass that gripped my fat dick wonderfully; felt like a fleshlight. Shot a nice load in him, and headed home. Got myself cleaned up, and cleaned out, which took longer than I had planned, but got on the road to get down there by about 8 (it's a 2 hour drive). Even found parking a couple of blocks away (a minor miracle). When I arrived there was a substantial line to get in, probably 8-10 guys waiting to be buzzed through the door. Some of whom were pretty hot. Got in and they were out of rooms, so I got my towel and key, dropped my clothes in the locker, and went exploring. It was a pretty good crowd already at 10pm, nice mixture of mostly white and black guys, with some latinos and just a few asians. A wide spread of ages and body types. Of course there were some notable standouts – the really hot trio of tattooed guys I had seen in the entryway, a few big beefy black guys with substantial endowments, some rather hot bearish types (I'm personally partial to those) and one totally adorable pocket-size twink with a hot gym body whose good looks were in the model-to-movie star range. I made my way through the lounge area (well-lit with comfy couches, drink machines and a big TV showing porn), past the showers (flanked by a steam room on one side and a sauna on the other), and hung a left into the area with the private rooms. Before I could even make a tour of the hallways, a beefy young guy caught my eye and made it clear that he wanted my company... a desire which I was happy to oblige.We kissed a bit and then he bent over... so I slid into him and fucked him nice and deep standing up. I wasn't ready to cum just yet, because I had only just arrived and he didn't really turn my crank that hard, so after a bit I shoved it deep in, grabbed him hard around the waist and gave a bit of a shudder, then eased up and slid out. He seemed happy enough. I decided to go back to my locker and grab a little more Gatorade, and just as I was unlocking it, the desk staff called my locker number for a room upgrade – great timing! So I slammed down my fluids with a Cialis (I thought I might need that) and schlepped my stuff to the desk to get swapped around. After I got into my room and got settled, I went to explore some more... Cruised the hallways to see what I could find there and in the rooms. A pretty nice selection, and as usual, a lot more looking than fucking. But it was early yet. I checked out the steam room, and it was nicely set up, with plenty of benches and quite a few guys in it, though a little on the tepid side for my taste (even though that means you can stay in there longer). The scenery in the showers was consistently pretty good, especially when a couple of hotties were making out in them. Cruised a bit more and finally started making out with a guy and took him back to my room. We made out some more and traded blowjobs, and then I fucked him for a while. Still didn't want to cum yet, so after a while I said I needed to take a break, and that he could find me later if he wanted more. Rinsed off in the shower and walked around some more. Alas, several of the people I was most interested in didn't reciprocate, but that's par for the course at the baths and I try not to let it bother me. I'm getting older, though still have a pretty good bod and a great dick, and there's certainly no accounting for taste. At this point I discovered the dark room, which isn't really hidden but had been non-obvious to me for whatever reason. I checked it out, and it was moderately crowded with a guy in the sling and several against the fuck bench, plus a lot standing up. I moved into the crowd and felt around to see if there was anything tempting. It turned out that one of the bent-over guys had a truly excellent hairy chest, which got me hot even though I couldn't see him at all. So when the guy fucking him was done, I slid into place... and into his ass. Mmmmm! Plowing him deep with my fat 8 incher with a bit of dirty talk in his ear and my arms wrapped around his torso running my fingers through that carpet... it was HOT! I was able to last for a while, but before too long I went over the edge and pumped a huge load up his ass. Time for a break... I showered off and took another couple of laps around the halls. Nothing too interesting that I hadn't seen already, though by this time the crowd was starting to thicken up – I guess it was around midnight or so. I noticed that the room next to mine was occupied by the hot twink model type that I mentioned back at the beginning... He was bent over taking it from two 6-foot smooth jock types with really big dicks (bigger than mine, which is saying quite a bit). I stopped to watch, and so did another guy. The other guy started to join them, but one of the jocks waved him off firmly. I just stood there stroking and got my meat really hard and thick and showed it off a bit. I figure it doesn't hurt to advertise! Went back to the darkroom and bent over the bench myself as there was actually room to do so. Took a little while, but then a guy or three got behind me and fucked me a bit – it was uncomfortable at first (they didn't really bother to lube me or anything) but then I enjoyed it for a while. I have no idea whether any of them came, since they were quiet and didn't do any obvious tensing up or anything. Went back out and walked around some more. Spotted an adorable redheaded bear cub who was sitting on a hall bench watching video. Very hot in my book, but he didn't look interested, so I moved along. Checked out the steam room again. There was a pretty hot black guy sitting there stroking, who looked like he was interested, so I squatted in front of him and started sucking him. I stood up and he sucked me a bit, too, and then he got up and walked out. I followed, thinking he wanted me to join him somewhere more comfortable... and he went straight to his locker. So I asked if he wanted to fuck, and he apologized and said he had to leave. Rats. Still more walking, and checked out the darkroom some more – it was getting horribly crowded and it was difficult to move around, but there wasn't a heck of a lot of sex going on. I thought “fuck that,” so to speak. Out in the halls again, I noticed that the redheaded cub was still on his bench. This time I stopped and stroked his shoulder a bit. He didn't seem averse to it, so I did a little more, and then asked if he wanted to come back to my room. Yes! Always a good answer in my book! It was just down the hall, so I took him back there and we kissed and made out and gave each other blowjobs. I asked if he wanted to fuck, and he said no – he doesn't feel comfortable doing that at the bathhouse. I can understand that point of view, having been shy once myself (a hell of a long time ago), so we played a little more and then decided to move on. When I came out of my room and was locking the door, I noticed that the model twink was in his room all alone, stroking. So I stopped at his door and stroked a bit. I normally go for hairier and often older, but he was really gorgeous, with a face that would stop traffic. And then, to my complete amazement, he invited me in! You could have knocked me over with a feather; he was the last guy in the place I'd have expected to make a move on me. We kissed a little bit and then he bent over. No discussion needed; it was clear what he wanted. I slid into his cum-slick ass and started pumping. Oh, YEAH! He was fucking HOT. Pumped for a good long while (lucky I had cum earlier so I had some real staying power). Then I told him to flip over. Put his legs on my shoulders and fucked him missionary style, looking deep in his eyes. Seriously HOT. I kept it up as long as I could, and then when I got close I slammed into him hard, as deep as I could, as I felt my thick cock swell up even more and pump multiple jets of my seed deep into his guts. I just stayed there as it gradually softened and he said (as though it were something that doesn't happen too often), “I felt that!!!” WOW. We kissed again and I headed for the shower to wash up. By this time it was maybe 2 am and I was really starting to feel anxious to take some loads myself. Headed to the darkroom, which was completely packed, and shoved my way in somehow, but all of the “stations” were full of guys already, and they weren't moving. Besides which, some of the standing up guys were clearly looking for dick, and kept groping for mine, and I was both unready and unwilling to play that role just then. Cruised the steam room and saw a hot bear guy that I had seen in the halls earlier. Stroked his chest, but he didn't seem into it so I moved along. Sat down near the entrance and stroked a bit. He came by a little later and leaned over and whispered apologetically that he appreciated the interest but he was into black guys. I smiled and told him “no worries”! There had been some turnover – I noticed some of my favorite eye candy leaving, including the model twink (not long after I had fucked him, which was vaguely flattering) – but the place was still hopping. I walked around a bit more and on another trip through the steam room ran across a gorgeous blond otter with a super handsome face. Our eyes met and I could feel the spark. We reached for each other and started making out right away. He asked if I would fuck him and I said, “sure, especially if you'll return the favor!” He said he had just cum recently so he didn't know if he could. I told him no problem, and he bent over and I fucked him right there. Really hot guy. I fucked for a while, but wasn't recharged enough to cum myself just yet, and besides it was hot in there, so I told him to come find me later. Cooled off a bit in the shower and then went back to my room and hung out there with the door open, stroking and fingering my ass with some lube. Various guys went by, but no one really stopped except one guy who came in but only wanted to sit on my cock. Which I let him do, but (not surprisingly) it didn't go much of anywhere. Headed back to the dark room and got back into the dark corner. No spots were open, so I was sort of waiting for someone to leave, and of course the bottom guys were groping me up again. The one at the end position motioned me to move around the corner and fuck him parallel to the wall, so I did that for a bit. After he left I took the spot and tried to find some top action myself. Took a little while, but eventually I had a top with a fairly slender cock come up and start fucking me. I was enjoying it, so I started being moderately vocal about it, and that was when things started to heat up. When he was done another guy (quite a bit older, I think, from the little I could see out of the corner of my eye) who was medium hung but not all that hard fucked me for a while. Meanwhile, one of the bottoms who had been trying to grope me earlier was trying again, from the side. Which was distracting. And was sort of pawing at me. Which was even more so. So I turned my head that way and told him to stop it. He stopped the groping. The tops switched again (I was definitely getting into my happy taking-all-comers space now, and enjoying that). Well, there must have been something hot about this one (I couldn't see, of course), because the pawing bottom went completely nuts and started giggling and flapping his hands around in the air, slapping my shoulder and side. Ecch! I stood up (not sure how that worked with the fucking...) turned to face him, put my hand up to his chest, and said “STOP THAT! NOW!” I think at that point he got his ass out of there, or at least he did stop it. I actually really enjoy an audience, but a spastic one... not so much. Well, that kind of interrupted things, but I got back into the groove and was taking a couple more dicks and being pretty verbal about it. Another guy came up on the side and grabbed my hair a bit, then shoved his way in front of me between me and the wall and onto the bench there, and roughly said “suck my dick”. Once I got past my initial confusion, I did... and that was HOT. I started moaning a bit. Then the tops switched off again. Oh shit... the new one's dick was enormous! Even with my well-lubed and well-used ass it was stuck at the entrance. So I pushed hard and felt my hole slowly dilate enough for it to squeeze in. Oh, my! Damn hot. The guy in front of me said “Oh wow! You're getting fucked by a huge black guy!” I just said, “I know!” Once he had cum in me (and I'm pretty sure he did) I yielded the spot to someone else and made my way out, feeling extremely well fucked. Oink! Showered off again and wandered around a little, and then realized it was getting close to 4am and I had a two-hour drive to get home. And besides... even though there were still plenty of guys there, it's good to quit while you're ahead, and I felt morally certain that I was not going to get anything better than what I'd had already, as a top or as a bottom. So I checked out (and noticed there was still a line of half a dozen people on the way in) and rolled on home. Grand total: three loads given, several taken, and a whole lot of good fucking with hot men! Next day, all my belly and back muscles were sore, but I have to say, it was totally worth it!

Part 6; I instinctively reached both arms up to grab hold of the sling chains as I fell, from feeling like me, to, falling into an abyss where I was fast becoming detached. I could feel who I was deep within me, but right now I felt like I was on the set of a film, I could see everyone, but they couldn't see me. It was very weird. I watched Sir move out of my focus. He seemed to vanish in a blurry flash more than actually move. I then felt a pair of hands behind me pull me back so I was laying properly in the sling. It was Sir. He restrained my wrists whilst the skinhead restrained my ankles. Sir came to between my legs, lifted his cloak, and threw it over his shoulders, so it hung from his neck, draping down his back. I couldn't see his face because of the Gas Mask, but the way his Leather Harness shaped into his shoulders and hairy pecs perfectly and the way he was holding the chains with his big hands with a firm grip, combined with my intoxication made me begin to 'high pitch grunt' with each breath out. However, my breathing rate was slowly increasing, and as it did, so did the frequencies of my 'high pitch grunts'. I was perving over his broad and hairy muscular physique, when suddenly I could not see them properly anymore. All I could see was his bulging veins across his chest, and the length of his arms. And it seemed like something was moving and wriggling inside of them. I was then brought back to the situation as I heard Sir's voice repeat itself over and over. First of all it was very faint, and then it got louder. As it got louder I could hear what he was saying, only just. His voice was now slightly distorted. - Oi, pig, you still want that virulent mutated strain of our Masters DNA? - Strain of what ..... Sir? - HIV, pig! - FUUUHcK ... Yes Sir. I instantly recognized the sensation of his fingernails clawing inside my ass as he fingered me. But, instead of the pain I felt earlier with his scratching, each scratch made my nerves flick like when you try to unsuccessfully light a lighter (lots of tiny little sparks, which eventually burn your thumb). I don't know how long he'd been fingering my ass, but all of a sudden I really felt my ass stretch open wide which made my already regular panting turn into full on very fast panting. My high pitched grunts were turning into demonic shrieks of ecstasy. I guess the crazy noise I was making had attracted a crowd as I saw lots of bodies mill around my sling. I didn't look up to see their faces as I was transfixed on Sir, who was giving my ass a good working over. - OMG Sir, is that 3 fingers right upto your knuckles you have inside my ass? I feel really stretched. BUT, I feel I want more. I NEED MORE! - No pig. I am about 2" past my wrist. AND, our Master prefers it if you refer to your ass as your cunt. Because, that is what you have from now on. A cunt. Understood!? - Yes. PLEASE fuck my cunt Sir. PLEEEEEAAAASE ... He stood completely upright again, and started fucking me. Much like when he briefly fucked me earlier it felt like a hot rod poking my stomach, and my cunt began to burn. However, this time the poker felt hotter, and the burning felt more intense. It was much more pleasurable this time too. I looked up to the Gas Mask, then my eyes were drawn to his Scorpion tattoos that were on each of his large pecs. Their legs and tails were now beginning to slightly move. 🦂 I don't know why, but this served to turn me on even more. Then, I heard his voice BOOM ... - EVERYBODY MOVE OUT OF THE WAY. I need a clear view in case of enemy approaching. As I looked around, the crowd around us had turned away. But, instead of walking off, they seemed to scuttle off, fleeing to other parts of this part of the venue. Sir continued to fuck me. Again, I do not know for how long. My perception of time was lost. Then suddenly, Sir tore off his Gas Mask. At first when I saw his face, he looked like an angry Demon. 👺 But then, as he spoke to the skinhead, he looked like himself again. - Fuck. Take over from me will you. We need to cause a diversion. The skinhead who was beginning to skull fuck me at the lockers stood over me, holding his truncheon in one hand, and batting the palm of his opposite hand. Then, he started to hate fuck me with it. I was panting super fast and shrieking extremely loudly. - Stick ALL of it inside my cunt!! He reached behind to the left pocket of his bleachers, and pulled out a large red paisley hanker-chief, scrunched it up, and stuffed it in my mouth. - SHUT up faggot! The only noise I want to hear is the various bodily fluids squelch inside and around your nasty cunt as we USE you how the HELL we want! - I thought I was right in thinking you would be of great use to us. Good work with quietening him down. Sir put his Dick back in his Leather Jockstrap. It was looking very red and wet. He then placed his Gas Mask on my chest, then very carefully arranged his cloak covering me up until I was out of sight. The skinhead continued to hate fuck my cunt, and then .... ... I heard my boyfriends voice! Would he discover me, and infect me like we had originally planned during the past few weeks. He had to find me right now, because I could tell Sir was very close to ejaculating our Masters mutated DNA into my hungry cunt. I couldn't help but sense that, if that happened, I would be receiving the actual original strain.

Part 5; Sir withdrew his Dick. The Dick that just took my virginity! My ass felt sore, and wet. - TURN around, and KNEEL before me, pig. I did as I was told. I couldn't see his strong hairy legs. Nor his toxic Dick that just had me, and I was longing to see it. His cloak covered him entirely, neck down. - Is this what you are looking for, pig? He pulled back his cloak to reveal his huge hairy pecs, a set of 8 pack abs, AND ... His bloodied Dick that was still fully erect, pointing straight upwards, sporting a SPIKED PA at the end. That is what that sharp thing is that I was feeling. His PA was tinted wet red, which also trickled down his shaft. He moved sideways then turned so he was stood sideways to me, and in front of me walked the guy who arrived a short while ago who had said earlier; 'Virgin? Not by the end of the night he won't be.' He was a tall, broad, yet very slim skinhead, who was sporting 26 hole Black Grinders with red laces, bleachers, and red rubber braces. He had a septum piercing and a huge bio-hazard tattoo below his chest. I couldn't believe it, two toxic Dicks in front of me, my virginity in tatters, quite literally, and I wasn't with my boyfriend. The skinhead started to laugh arrogantly, then spat in my face multiple times. His Dick was already hanging out of his top buttoned up bleachers. It was short, yet very thick, and it looked to be semi erect. - Oh fucking hell, what do we have here hey. A virgin faggot boy craving highly charged toxic seed. You should not be denied that privilege. Now open that mouth wide, that's it, keep it wide open ... He put his Dick in my mouth. - Now close your lips over my shaft, and don't move a single muscle. You are now gonna make me HARD, faggot. He put his hands against the lockers, and slowly slid his Dick in, and out, in and out. I stayed completely still, as instructed. It did not take long for his Dick to grow. He was very thick. Now I have sucked a lot of Dick in my time, but this was really stretching my jaw. He went in to my mouth balls deep, and very slightly rocked his hips so his shaft stayed in place, which I could feel getting longer and now was beginning to touch the back of my throat. I started to gag, then choke, OK, now I was really choking. He pulled out, with my drool spilling all down my chest. He spat in my face again, slapping it hard ... - Want to play with the big p☢️z boys do you eh, faggot. I am so gonna pound that filthy throat of yours. He slapped both sides of my face hard, shoved his thick and fully grown Dick in my mouth, grabbed behind my head, and started to pound at me like he had just trod in some dirt. No sooner had he got going, Sir piped up ... - Hey, stop. We need to move along. Staying in the same spot for too long is not a good idea with that stupid boyfriend of his on the loose. I want you to join us too. I think you could become very useful. - Fuck yeah, sure. This little faggot could well be a lot of fun, for a little while, at least. - Pig, I want you to get up, get behind Sir, put your arms around his torso, bow your head so it is halfway down Sir's back. And you, keep very close behind me and the pig. Sir opened up his locker, threw in his Muir, and took out a Gas Mask. He put it on, locked up, and off we went, with me now totally naked, stripped of my rubber outfit, wearing nothing but what Sir was now making me wear; The knee length red socks, and elbow length rubber gloves. After a short walk we got to where I was being led to. It was one of the sling areas next to the piss pool, where my boyfriend, now ex Master showed me a little earlier, pointing out where he was going to infect me. My virginity had been taken, but,it wasn't too late to infect me with HIS strain. But, he'd need to find me very quickly, and time was running out! Sir told me to stand up straight. He turned around to face me, and we were both now sideways to an empty sling. Fuck, he looked h🔥T in his cloak and Gas Mask. I really felt like I was being dragged to some Dark force. A force that I could not resist. Time to prepare you for our Master, who eagerly awaits your arrival! ☠️🐐 He motioned his head towards the sling; - Get in, pig. As I perched my ass on the edge of the sling I suddenly began to feel super relaxed, and becoming detached from my surroundings, and myself. The Ketamine was kicking in, and there did not seem to be a single thing now standing in the way of the inevitable.

Funny that, in Oregon as long as you are in a booth, it’s considered a private room and consensual sex between adults. The local ABS where i live shares a parking lot with the State Police Department, which is right next door.

Bath house last Sunday. Beautiful black guy 5’9” nice fit body with FAT 8.5 inch cock with a nice curve to the left. Got me doggy and pumped me for 10 min. Pulled me close and whispered in my ear he was going to breed my fucking pussy. Felt the hot nut spill into me as he held his crotch to my ass working to give me every last inch. He slowly pulled almost all the way out and then as I thought he was done, started pounding me more. I couldn’t handle doggy anymore from the absolute pleasure of his fat hard cummy cock working my used hole and had to lie on my stomach with my ass in the air. He climbed on top of me and really started to pound. All while whispering in my ear what a slut I was for taking his bare cock and how he was going to use me more. I turned my upper body so I could pull my arm around his neck and we kissed while he fucked me for the next 10 or so min.. He dumped another big load as deep as he could go and we kissed some more. He pulled out, his cock more than half hard. I knew I had to clean his cum soaked big cock. After I finished cleaning the cum of his cock, I made sure to lick anything that had run down to his balls, he gave me one more kiss and we parted ways. Best fuck in a long long while.

It was a casual work from home day with a few meetings here and there. And of course the occasional distractiom on Grindr, Scruff, etc. It had been a couple days since I last busted a nut, and I figured if something came along, I’d entertain it. Think back to the day or two leading up to that morning, I had been taking a piss a little more often than usual but didn’t think much of it. I’m a pretty active guy and drink a shit ton of water. Any who, I get a hit from a stud on grindr - just my type too... tall, beefy, and with a booty begging to be fucked and loaded. Now I’d consider myself a fairly handsome fella, but it’s my hella thick cock that tend to make men drop drawers and assume any position I tell them. Such was the case with this one. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he said he was feeling pretty horny and that he loved the look of my cock. I let him know to be careful, that it spits.... deep inside. he said that’s exactly where he wanted it. I only had about an hour, so he said he’d head over within 20. I hit the head for one last piss and wouldn’t you fucking know it.... good ole drippy dick. Def a case of gono or the clap. I whipped out my phone intending to call off the hookup... when an absolutely sinister idea crossed my mind. ... what if I just... didn’t? What if I didn’t call it off? My pulse sped up. It’s be deliberately passing on my bug to this unsuspecting stud. Sure sure we all adults and shit and all make our choices yada yada. But could I actually just go through with the fuck anyway? He made it clear he wanted my cock but more importantly my several days of cum stored up. Didn’t ask about status or testing or what not. i was rock hard instantly at the thought. And within minutes he was messaging that he was outside. And just like that it was like autopilot. I let him him. We began kissing immediately. Soon we were rolling around on my couch, tearing off clothes, and before I know it, he was bent over my sofa, and my rock hard 8” of thick uncut drippy dick was lined up with his hole. It was now or call it all off. And just like that, I felt the familiar feel of a puckered ass lips slowly opening around the head of my cock. And then inch for inch working it’s way deep inside of him, until my balls were resting gently against his ass. “I don’t have much time,” he said. ”neither do I, man,” I replied. ”fucking fuck me dude... I need it, he said again. ”... need what?” I asked. i was going to make him say it... make him beg for my load. All the while not knowing what it was carrying. Fuck man, I didn’t even know what all it was carrying. it didn’t take him long before I was pounding him for all I was worth, hitting every spot, one hand reaching around him stroking his cock, bringing him to the edge of blowing too. I felt my balls begin to tingle and tighten. If I hadn’t already spread my disease into him, I was about to seal the deal for sure. I had him firmly in my grip. And he was begging for it. I felt his cock start to spasm first in my hand, firing ropes of cum onto my sofa, all while his ass begin to contract around my cock, sending me over the edge... ... the first spurt felt like fire forcing its way out of me and into him. The next five spurts I could feel the fire spread. And after that we both started to come down, my cock slipping out of him with a wet plop, and him quickly dressing. We thanked one another for the quick fuck, and he left with a little gift or two he hadn’t planned on for sure. I’d have to dry clean the sofa... but worth it.

Josef ran his finger around the leather, checking the clearance between the chaps and Louis’ full pouch. I watched as Josef moved his hand, rubbing over the jockstrap’s cloth pouch and squeezing a few times. “They need a little tailoring to fit his body, but it would be easy to alter” Josef said. He stood up and brushed his hand over Louis’ hairy chest and then picked up the first harness. It was a traditional harness in thick black leather. He unbuckled one corner and placed it over Louis’ head. Buckling it back up, Josef tugged on various part of the harness to check the fit. He made a few changes and then hooked his finger in the bottom front ring and tugged, pulling Louis over to a mirror. Louis checked himself out. “This looks nice, but I think the other one is more your style” Josef said, tugging Louis back to the original spot. He unbuckled the harness and pulled it off, setting it aside. He took the other harness and pulled it over Louis’ head. This was a yellow leather bulldog harness. Josef spent some time adjusting it and did the same thing, hooking his finger in the ring and pulling Louis over to the mirror. Josef turned him around and then positioned him facing the mirror. Josef was behind him and I could see him grinding his hips on Louis’ ass. His hands were roaming all over Louis’ body and I saw Louis’ head lean back. I cleared my throat and both jolted upright and came back to me. “This harness is much more fitting to you. The color is up to you. If you are into watersports it would be appropriate but for a first one I would recommend the traditional black. It’s much more versatile and doesn’t tie you into a particular scene” Josef said. Just then the door opened and the bells jingled. I looked over and it was Derek and his partner AJ. They came back towards us and Derek was the first to speak. “Afternoon, men. I hope this is the new model for the web site, Josef” Derek said. “No, just a friend of Ryan’s trying a few things on” Josef replied. “You found yourself one hot boy, there, Ryan” Derek said to me. “Just happened to be at the right place at the right time. I’ve been expanding his horizons” I replied. Louis looked at me, unsure what to do or say. “Derek, this is my friend Louis. Louis, this is Derek and his partner AJ. If you ever want a real education in BDSM, you should talk to them” I said. “Boy, you are flattering me. We are always learning what stimulates us. But, yes, if Louis would be interested, I would love to spend a few hours or days with him in our dungeon” Derek replied. AJ had a huge grin on his face and Louis had a look of terror in his eyes. I had spent several evenings in Derek’s dungeon. While I didn’t consider myself a sub at all, every moment I spent there was educational, erotic and fun. Derek and AJ were excellent teachers who taught me discipline and how to really please a partner. But, we also learned that my limit to being subservient to another person was calculated in minutes and hours, not days and years. Derek walked up behind Louis and gently caressed his bare ass and then moved around to the front of his body. The back of his hand rubbed over his cheeks, through his beard and then down over his chest. “Fuck, Ryan. You have yourself quite the specimen of masculinity. I can almost smell the testosterone seeping from his body. I’m sure he would win first place if he entered. I’m not fond of the big beard, but I know you and most of the younger men are. The tattoo is a bit too fresh, and he would look better with even more ink… maybe the other sleeve or a back piece. A touch more muscle in his arms would be good… The bulge shows he is packing something nice and that ass I could spend hours eating” Derek said. I could see that Louis was uncomfortable being inspected like a side of beef but also a little turned on. I walked up behind him and whispered in his ear “You look really hot like this and you’re one step away from getting bent over the counter and fucked by all four of us. You want that?” “Mmmhmm” Louis replied quietly. I turned Louis and walked him the few steps to the counter. “You heard him, boy. Sir Derek wants to eat your ass. Bend over and show it to him” I said. Louis grabbed the counter and bent over, pushing his ass out. He turned his head to me and said “Yes, Sir.” Derek moved quickly behind Louis, defying his late 50’s age. His hands massaged Louis’ muscled ass before spreading the halves apart and pressing his face in. Josef hurried to the front of the store and locked the door, changing the sign to “Closed.” When he came back he moved a clothes rack to obscure our soon to be naked bodies from the street. Derek was licking and munching on Louis’ ass like a child with a new lollipop. AJ was rubbing his crotch and so was Josef. I wanted to make sure that Louis got what he wanted, so I unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my jeans. I pulled my cock from my jockstrap and stroked it. AJ saw me and grinned back while he pulled his shoes and jeans off. I looked over at Josef and he had his shirt off and was untying the laces on his boots. AJ started jacking his cock and both of us moved closer to the action. I could hear Derek moaning as he tongue fucked Louis’ hole. I moved closer and slapped my bare cock on Louis’ ass cheek. That caught Derek’s attention and when AJ did the same thing on the other side, he realized that he needed to get his cock out or he would be left out. He gave one more poke with his tongue and then stood up, letting me move behind Louis. My cock was leaking, my body excited about fucking Louis in the store. I let the precum pool in his hole and then pushed in. The spit that Derek had forced in helped my cock slide in all the way with ease. As I began to pump into his ass Louis moaned out loudly. I looked left and right and Josef, Derek and AJ were all standing there naked, stroking their cocks. Josef wasn’t completely naked, he had put his boots back on - 14 eye Docs that added an extra edge to him. I plowed harder and harder, knowing that the three other guys were anxious to get their turn. “Please breed me” Louis cried out while I pounded his ass. These were the kinds of orders my body understands and I planted my cock in as far as I could and coated Louis’ fuck chute with ropes of white cum. When the last throbs from my cock ended I slowly pulled out. I stepped away and realized that all three guys were waiting for my indication as to who could fuck Louis next. I nodded at Josef and he eagerly moved in behind Louis. He coated his 00 gauge PA with the cum dripping out of Louis’ hole and then thrust into him. Louis let out a grunt as he felt Josef’s thick cock stretched him open. As I said, Josef was never quiet and polite when he was naked. He fucked like an animal and Louis was his latest prey. His long strokes frequently caused his cock to pull all the way out and then he drove back in. Louis started to grunt with every inward stroke. I could tell from the movements of his body he was working his ass muscles around Josef’s cock. Josef slowed down but the intensity of his thrusts increased. After ten minutes he shoved in, screamed out something in German and flooded Louis’ gut with his seed. I looked over and nodded at Derek and AJ, letting them decide who was next and who was last. AJ took Josef’s place and slid into Louis’ sloppy hole. I could see cum dripping down off of Louis’ balls and down the leg of the formerly spotless chaps while they changed places. I knew from past experience that AJ wasn’t the best fucker. He was great at discipline, bondage, flogging, piss and fisting, but not giving a bottom a great amount of pleasure with his dick. The fact that his cock was on the small side of average and not very thick didn’t help. Thankfully, he fucked fast and nutted quickly and today was no different. He drilled Louis’ hole hard and fast and then came in under three minutes. Derek went back to eating Louis’ ass as soon as AJ was done. He had his tongue buried as deep as he could get it and both of them seemed to be enjoying it based on the moans we heard. Derek spent more time slurping Louis’ hole than AJ spent fucking it. He wasnt going to miss a chance at fucking it too and stood up, rubbing the tip of his cock over Louis’ spit and cum covered rosebud before he slid the head in and paused a moment. Derek pushed in forcefully until his balls were resting on Louis’. He grabbed the bottom ring on the harness Louis was wearing and used it for leverage to plow deeply into Louis’ cunt. Derek picked up the pace occasionally pulling Louis upright towards him before shoving him back down on the counter. Louis was growling with each thrust and I could see him flex his ass cheeks. Derek’s face told me that he was getting close so I yelled out some words of encouragement “Yeah, Derek. Do it... Breed him.” That seemed to do it and Derek shoved his cock in and groaned, yelling out “Oh yeah, boy. Take daddy’s seed.” I waited a few moments for Derek to recover from his orgasm and back away. As soon as he was clear, I was on my knees licking up the cum dripping from Louis’ hole. My dick was hard again as I ate his ass. My beard was getting coated with a mixture of all four of our loads. A few minutes later I stood up and slammed my cock back into Louis’ hole. “Oh please, Ryan, fuck me” Louis cried out. My senses were overloaded and I knew I wouldn’t last long. I grabbed on to the harness with both hands and pounded him as hard as I could. I felt some wet fingers push into my hole, twisting around while I fucked. Suddenly the fingers were gone and replaced with a thick, pierced cock. Josef gave me four hard thrusts and then started shooting his hot cum deep in my ass. I forgot how good it could feel to be the middle in a three way. I shoved back onto Josef’s shaft and then rammed into Louis, letting my balls blow their contents into Louis’ guts. The three of us stayed there for a minute or two until our cocks fell out of their holes. Josef moved to the side and I pulled Louis up by the harness until he was standing upright and against my chest. Louis looked a little dazed but had a smile on his face. In fact, everyone seemed to be smiling. Louis broke the silence by asking Josef “Can I get a discount on these chaps, they have a stain on them.”

For those who haven’t read my story in the testimonials section: I’ve only recently started to take loads from outside my relationship. I texted a guy in the morning. He replied he’d love to fuck me, but would be in the city only for the rest of the day, and that he’d have to work. Oh well, bad luck, I thought, but then he suggested I should come to the place where he works and he’d dump a quick load in me there. In the cellar. How could I resist? I couldn’t, of course. Went to the cellar and waited in the dark. He came down, with just some light from his phone. No time for a long foreplay. Lights off. He turned me around, made me bend over some boxes, just applied spit as lube, and entered my hole from behind. His dick was the first ever inside me with a PA piercing. I was surprised how much more intense the sensations were. Now I wish more men had a PA… He soon shot his load deep into my ass, pulled out and left. I carried his load to my own work and kept it inside me for the rest of the day. Loved how dirty it felt, especially when I came home and greeted my BF with a deep kiss.

Happened to me this weekend. Had a great Arab guy hit me up on Scruff. He was visiting New Orleans for Mardi Gras and I live right next to a few hotels so I often get lucky. He was a straight man. Hairy beast in his mid forties, huge 8” dick, 6’4” and 300lbs, built like a beast. My perfect type. Invited me over to his room. I go in and he opens the door buck naked in a pair of black socks. He is hotter than his pics. I go in and he locks the door behind me. Inside I see two other Arab men similar age, one of them a thinner leaner guy about 6’1” and another more chubby guy about 5’11”. They’re both sitting there on the couch in their smelly socks and stroking their cocks. The chubby guy with a nice curved 7” cock and the thinner guy has the thickest beer can thick 9” cock. I turn around and look at the top I was talking to. He smiles and shrugs, “Three men is better than one, no?” I had no idea what do do. I quickly just got down on my knees and started to gulp down on the skinny guy’s cock while playing with the chubby guy. Spent the next half hour deep throating them and choking on their cocks before they took turns plowing my hole. Tall top went first and pushed in without using any lube except my spit. All the while I had the other two’s cocks interchangably in my mouth. He went on for about a good fifteen minutes before he loudly started to grunt and inseminated me. The chubby guy went next. His curve definitely rearranged my internal organs. He was faster and came in less than five minutes. The thin man went last, and even though I had just been fucked by two guys, it really hurt bad and I screamed. I tried to push him out but the other two held me down. He kept forcing his donkey dick in me. And went on for what seemed like forever but was probably about twenty minutes while his friends laughed and made fun of me calling me a dirty slut and whore. And just before he came he looked straight into my eyes and said, “iinaa amtalakak” (I own you!). And spit in my mouth and then groaned loudly as he spasmed inside me. Once he was done he slapped my face and the other two let go of me. From that point on, they literally just ignored me and pretended I didn’t exist. I quickly grabbed my clothes and thanked them. They still refused to acknowledge me and continued to laugh and joke in Arabic. They didn’t know I understood Arabic in bits. I gathered they were talking about how my “pussy” was tighter than their wives but that it no longer was gonna be tight anymore. I smiled. Then quietly left with three loads and a fucking hot memory for life....

Abso-fucking-lutely. I've been forced to lick/drink from many toilets. My favorite experience is the guy who shoved my face in a metal bucket urinal at a beach bathroom full of an entire day's worth of hot piss while he fucked me raw. Heaven is a public bathroom at night.

I'm not glorifying my experiences. I freely admit it fucked me up. it led me to seek out others willing to fuck a preteen/teenage boy and put me on the path thatbI am on today. severely Poz. However, If I never made peace with my past, If I never reclaimed.my power and my time, the demons born of years of predators using me would have killed me. late into my 20's inwas s hi icidal and unstable. changing the focus allows me to cope, move on and accept not only myself but to take ownership and responsibility for my actions. With my taste as they are today, I can focus on whatever pleasure I derived from the experiences and focus on that instead of the horror. it may not make sense to everyone, but it works for me. it's about perspective.

I agree! I regularly go cum-collecting there. In fact, this past Thursday night I took at least a half dozen loads. Every time I go to the West Colfax arcade I leave with cum dripping from my hole and down my leg. I've also had good luck getting cream-pied at the West Alameda store. But they don't stay open as late as West Colfax. The arcade I like the least is North Washington. That place is filled with militant cock suckers. I have a big cock, but I don't really get off on getting it sucked. I go to the arcade to get FUCKED...RAW! But at North Washington NOBODY wants to top, and guys get all pissy when I won't let them suck my cock. Keep having fun, my fellow cum slut!

I sucked my first time 4 or 5, my own age. At 6 a family moved in next door, one 11 one 14 I sucked daily after the 14 yr old came in my mouth I couldn't get enough. I was 7 when I got to suck my first man cock followed by 4 of his buddies that wanted to see if I could swallow all the cum the could produced. At nine I seduced/coned a 16 year old to let me suck him, after the 3rd time he deside he wanted more, I couldn't but he promised we would work on it, the following weekend he began "watching" me while my parents was away. By the 6th month I was begging him and trying daily till that one afternoon while fishing....

I started at about 10, with my slightly younger brother and I sucking each other, and then our cousin joining us. I think kids should be let to experiment. I also think that if a boy/teen takes the lead with an older man, he should be allowed to suck. Admittedly, that age depends on the boy/teen. I was ready for men's cocks (although I didn't get any) at about 12. In short, it depends on the boy/teen/adult.

As a bottom being gang fucked is an amazing head space to be in. You know you are living the real life version of one of those porn films where 1 guy on the sports team gets topped by all the others. The range of fucking styles i amazing but the deep knowledge that your body and ass are getting these guys off as they openly share you and spray their manseed in the same hole is the mental high that makes the experience for me. I feel the same way every time i get a good long line of guys at a sex club using me. You have to really know that you are a piece of sexual livestock and embrace it and the pleasure rewards are infinite.

I hadn't been gang banged in a while, so when I was in Steamworks Vancouver the other night, my ass was a bit tight. But once I got up on the fuck bench, I was so turned on, my ass loosened up fairly easy. There was some pain with the first guy, less pain with the second, and no pain at all after that. I don't know how many people fucked my ass, but I spent two hours non-stop getting fucked. It wasn't until after I left the facility the next morning that my ass started to hurt. A bit of pain will never stop me from having a good time.

I'd set it to muscle.. fuck age

I would have voted none but even though I started very early I was 9. I was ready for it and was with a man that taught me how to have sex with older men and took over two years with dildos and plugs training my ass. I think a good average would be 12. At 12 I absolutely knew what I wanted and really genuinely enjoyed it too. Any earlier and a top could significantly damage a boy under 12 if he doesn't train him gently first.

PART TWO My face flushed as I looked at Matt, his husband’s still hard cock stuffed up my spunk filled hole, but Matt just smiled. He had a short cropped red and brown beard, muddy brown hair and bright green eyes set into a strong manly face. Quickly he shucked his shirt exposing a broad chest covered in ginger fur with large pink nipples. His pants were the next to go and then he stood there in just a bulging jock strap smiling at me. “Well boy get my husband’s cock out of your cunt and come suck my cock.” With a tiny bit of reluctance I stood up, Eric’s cock sliding from my juicy hole, and walked over to Matt. He smiled and pushed me to my knees, I felt cum drip from my hole. “Go on,” he said thrusting the engorged pouch of his jock at my face. I pulled the fabric to the side, and released his massive cock. It looked, if that was possible to be even thicker then Eric’s his balls certainly were larger and all around the base grew thick dense coarse ginger pubes. I didn’t waist any more time, there was no more confusuion or conflict, I had been presented with a man’s cock and it was my job to service it. Opening my mouth wide I began to slowly work Matt’s still swelling cock down my throat, swallowing hard when it hit my tonsils. “Holy shit Eric,” Matt said, forcing my head down till my nose was in his pubes, “Where did you find this boy?” “He got distracted while he was jogging by and literally fell into the yard. I knew he would make a hot little furry cumdump as soon as I saw him. Told me he was straight and then he swallowed my cock to the root.” They both laughed. “Don’t think you’re straight any more do you boy? Not with Eric’s load dripping out of your cunt.” I shook my head. “Good. Did you like taking his load?” I nodded, still sucking hard on his cock. “Do you want my load up your cunt?” I nodded again. “Your cunt is hungry isn’t it boy, you want all the loads you can get don’t you?” More nodding. “Good, because by the time tonight is over your hole will be one dripping cum filled mess.” My cock twitched and my hole winked at the thought. “You sure this boy was a virgin when you sunk your cock into him,” Matt asked Eric, “Cause damn he can suck cock!” “With how tight his little cunt was, there’s no way I didn’t pop his cherry.” “Then he’s just one talented cocksucker. Shit, you keep sucking my cock like that boy I’m gonna blow my load down your throat not up your cunt.” I tried to pull off of his cock, but Matt’s hands held me in place; I wanted that cock and load in my ass more then anything. “Don’t think he likes that idea,” Eric said. “No, neither do I,” replied Matt and he released me to spit out his cock. “You ready to get bred again boy?” “Yes please,” I gasped still trying to catch my breath from deep throating Matt’s cock. “Then turn around and show me that pussy.” I spun on the spot, bent over, stuck my ass in the air, and reached back to spread my cheeks for him. He gave an appreciative groan and got down behind me laying his fat cock on my ass crack. “Nice tight little ass with a worked-out loose cum filled furry hole, prefect,” He lined up his cock and sank it into my stretched out pucker in one move. I moaned, bucking back on his cock like a bitch in heat. Matt wasted no time with slow fucking and skipped right to the rough pounding. He grabbed my hips and started to slam his cock in and out of my hole. Using Eric’s cum he pounded my hole without mercy reducing me to a limp whimpering mess. How could I ever have thought that I was something else? Nothing I had ever done with a girl had felt this good, this right. I was kicking myself for resisting what I had always wanted for so long, to be a bottom boy cumdump for big manly tops. Matt pulled out of hole and smacked my as saying, “get on your back, I wanna see your face as I breed you.” I flipped over and grabbed my ankles pulling my toned muscular legs out at right angles exposing my hole once more. Matt got between my legs and slammed his cock back inside of me. He bottomed out so hard that I saw stars for a second, but Matt didn’t miss a beat he just kept on pounding. “I told you he had a sweet cunt,” Eric said and for the first time sense Matt’s cock had entered my hole I noticed him standing behind Matt fisting his hard cock like mad. “I’m gonna load you up boy, you ready for my cum?” “Please shoot your load deep inside of me,” I begged. “Take my fucking load you little faggot,” Matt yelled and he bottomed out once more and his cock launched shot after shot after shot of thick hot cum into my wrecked guts. His cock had no sooner stopped twitching then Matt pulled out, but much to my joy his cock was quickly replaced with Eric’s once more who after only two quick strokes shot another big load deep in my new cunt. Eric caught his breath for a moment and then he too pulled out. “Nice find babe,” Matt said to Eric kissing him. I ran my hands down my hairy sweat soaked chest, past my still hard but somehow so irrelevant cock, to my hole. I felt the soft mushy walls of my once tight sphincter and felt the slick cum that was slowly leaking from it. Easily I slid first two fingers then three and four inside myself and started to twist them in and out like Eric had done earlier. “Fuck look at him,” Matt said, “You still want more don’t you kid?” Guiltily I looked up, but said with hunger in my voice, “God yes.” “I’ve got an idea, keep fingering that hole,” Eric said, and he grabbed his phone and shot several shots from different angles including a close up of all four of my fingers which were now covered in cum stuffed in my hole. “We’ll start with a few thick dicked friends our ours and if that’s not enough then we’ll widen the search.” “Alright well we’re not gonna leave him here in the kitchen so I’ll take him down stairs and get him settled in while you find this new slut some more loads.”

Three loads on a rainy day because I placed a fuck me ad on Craigs List: 1 -- A young rough looking Mexican who my excon roomy dated and knocked up last fall. He wanted me on the couch ass up face down. Quick nasty fuck. 2 -- Nice looking nice smelling mid 30s bi guy, also Latino, just wanted head but I lured him into letting me lick his sweaty ass right after work! 3 -- Also Latino. Young slightly nerdy type, gets the shakes when he slides in. Then we both hit the poppers. Been here before, likes it fairly dark, no talking.

In the butt from a chubby divorced Mexican off Craig's List: waited for him nude, sucked him hard, ate his dirty nasty ass, then bent over and gave him mine. He suddenly wanted rubbers, so gave him one ... doggy on the bed, then he took off the rubber! Seriously, why ask for bb, then want a rubber, and then take it off?? LOL. Shot it deep in my ass .... nice! No names, no pics, just random pig sex.