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PART 3: I drove home from Marcus and Chloe's apartment late in the afternoon, my ass still full of his poz cum. My hole was still wet when I got home so I took a shower and I had to jerk off while replaying last night's and this morning's events. I can't believe that I just let Marcus fuck me while is girlfriend was 15 feet away making our coffees. It was irrational and dangerous, but Marcus was right about me, I'm a whore for his cock. I lose my fucking mind around him. He's this completely straight, hot, hung mixed guy. It just so happens that he can't cum with a condom and his girlfriends won't let him cum in them. I guess I won the lottery, no hangups or drama, just getting bred by a hot straight guy. It'd been a month since I went clubbing with Marcus and Chloe, and subsequently got bred a few times by Marcus' thick hung uncut poz dick. He's undetectable and I'm on PrEP, so I don't really see any issues. Marcus and Chloe and I have all hung out several times in groups and sometimes we'd just chill at their apartment. Marcus has no problems just being cool around me despite the fact that he's fucked me senseless more than once. It was Friday again, and I had just gotten off work when I got a text from Marcus: "Hey, what's up homie?" I responded saying I just got off work and asked what the plans were for the weekend. He texted back: "I'm at work too, but don't get off for another couple hours. Come by and have a coffee with me. Chloe is making dinner tonight so we can all hang." So I swung by this gym he works at as a side job. He just basically gets people checked in and answers any questions. It's also helped Marcus get even MORE ripped and muscular. I didn't think he could get any hotter. Wrong. I found Marcus up front talking to a gym member. When he got done, he said,"Come on back to the office for some coffee." I followed him and gesh, his t-shirt was short and just rested on his bubble butt. That ass looked fucking amazing, I couldn't keep my eyes off of it. Marcus surprised me by saying,"You keep staring at my ass like that with yo mouth open and I'm gonna shove my cock down your throat." He caught me off guard and I snapped my head up, just now seeing the full length mirror on the office door and realizing Marcus had literally caught me drooling over his thick ass. I got embarrassed, because he's my straight friend and I don't ever make moves on him really because I don't want to overstep my place. I felt comfortable enough now with him that when we were alone like this I was just flat out honest with him. I told Marcus,"Sorry, but I've never really fully noticed how hot your ass is until now. You could bounce a roll of quarters off those globes." He laughed and told me to not get any ideas. We sat down and settled into the office club chairs with our coffees, we were shooting the breeze. Time flew by and it was closing time, so I helped him lock up. He asked if I wanted to work out a little bit since I already had caffeine in me. I told him I didn't have any workout clothes in my car. He said,"The gym is closed man, just get down to your undies." I was like,"fuck it, okay," and stripped. I swear I did anything he told me to do. SMH. He took his shirt off and damn, he was getting cut as hell. His chest and abs were really defined. We worked out for about 45 minutes, and we were soaked in sweat. Obviously I kinda knew where this was going. I mean, straight guy, closed gym, this was a porno in real life. I wasn't shocked when Marcus suggested we shower before we head over to his and Chloe's apartment. The gym was a smaller gym and had a small locker room and open showers. So of course as soon as Marcus was naked, I had a raging erection. Marcus just laughed at me, and he too had a semi. We were showering and I asked Marcus to get my back. As any good porno in real life would play out, he said "sure" but seemed hesitant. His hands on my back felt so good. Having him touch my skin under the warm water, I moaned and leaned back so that my ass pushed up against his thickening cock. He was at full mast in an instant and began rubbing his monster cock between my soapy ass cheeks. I reached back and started pushing just his cockhead in and out of my hole. He began breathing hard against my neck and wrapped his arms around me. Marcus felt so good against me. He shoved several inches up my tight hole without warning. It hurt, but I wanted it. He fucked into my hole for a few minutes, then abruptly pulled out and said,"man, I can't do this." I was a little surprised because that's not how our fucking ever played out. I asked if I did something wrong or if he was having problems because he's straight but fucks a gay guy. Marcus quickly came up and smiled, pulled me into an embrace, swiftly gave me a friendly kiss on the lips and said,"No man, It's nothing like that. You're my buddy and you've given me something extra too. A hot hole that I can actually cum in." I immediately felt better but was still confused because our cocks were both hard as rocks rubbing against each other. "Then what's up? I really want you inside me, like bad." I told Marcus. Marcus replied,"It's just I've been off my meds this month because someone dropped the ball at my health insurance. I don't want to put you at risk. I feel great, but still, I don't wanna put you at risk of getting HIV just because I can't control my cock." I looked at him and said,"Marcus, I'm on PrEP, it's okay." He smiled at me and hugged me closer. He kissed my neck and spoke into my ear,"Man, I know you're on PrEP but we don't know if my viral load is up and how much you're protected. I love ya bro, I don't wanna hurt you." The fact that he was being so vulnerable and caring and...loving...while holding me naked in the shower with our cocks sword fighting between us just made me want it even more. I was losing it again, all I wanted right then was to have him fuck me and breed me. I hugged him back even tighter, and slid down his body to his cock and before I swallowed his massive organ said,"well there's no risk in this." I was working his cock with my mouth and hand very eagerly, and as he placed his hands on the sides of my head he began to throat fuck me. My knees were starting to hurt on the tile floor but I wasn't going to give up Marcus' cock for fear he'd try to stop this again. I got off my knees and sat on the tile floor, scooting back to the shower wall and dragging Marcus with me where he continued to fuck his thick cock in and out of my throat. My head was stuck between the shower wall and his pubes as he started to ram his dick in my mouth. I was so horny for him and this situation, that I grabbed his ass and pulled him into my deeper. I got especially brave and was rubbing my fingers up and down his crack, stopping on his hole and gently massaging it. Marcus moaned when I did that, so I took a chance and pushed my finger into his incredibly tight hole. It went in fairly easy with the water and soap, and I wasted no time finding his prostate, I wanted to at least hit his g-spot before he could object to me finger fucking him. When I pressed his button deep in his ass, he moaned hard and his body shook. His legs trembled against me. Marcus looked down at me while he kept fucking my mouth and said,"holy shit man, is that what my cock hits inside of your hole? No wonder you're a whore for my dick. Keep doing that shit. I think I might actually cum for the first time from a blowjob...fuck man, keep pushing that spot. Shit. oh fuck." I did as instructed and began to work his prostate with my finger and continue letting him rape my lips and throat. His body was trembling at this point, and I felt his asshole tighten on my finger like a vice grip, then I felt hard spasms from his prostate against my finger and I got what I was working for, a huge load down my throat. He blasted a massive amount of cum down into my stomach. Marcus kept cumming and spasming, he had to hold himself up against the wall as his orgasm waned. I kept gently massaging his prostate with my finger as he slowly pulled his cock from my mouth. "Fuck." Marcus hoarsely said,"I almost never cum from a blowjob, man. Now you have done it twice. That was unfuckingbelieveble." I smiled up at him and pulled my finger from his hole. He was still in amazement at what had just happened as we dryed off and sat on the locker room benches. He was still 80% hard and I was still 110% hard. I looked at him and his cock, and couldn't help myself, I got on my knees again and began sucking in his cock while he sat on the bench recuperating from his climax. He moaned as I took him fully into my mouth. I worked my hands on his steel rod and my mouth slowly began working on his smooth balls, then I started to lick his taint, and run my long tongue down his taint to his hole and pushed the tip of my tongue into his tight hole. "Oh man. Fuck that feel good," Marcus said. He let me lift his legs up while he stroked his cock. I was so horny now, I dove into his ass like it was Christmas dinner. All he could do is moan and pant, I slipped my finger back inside him and found his prostate again, this time, I slowly worked his hole and his prostate, gently getting him relaxed and able to take two, then three of my fingers using a lot of my spit for lube. I put his cock back into my mouth while I worked his hole with my hand, he was breathing hard, laying back on the bench with his legs up and letting me work him over. I felt like he was about to bust another load. I was about as hard as anything right now, and my throbbing meat had taken over my brain awhile ago. My erection had control and it was thrusting forward into the hand that had three fingers fucking into Marcus' gorgeous ass. I couldn't help it, but my cock was pushing past my hand and trying to get to his hole, it wanted to be where my fingers were. Part of me was trying to stop myself, telling myself that if I tried to stick my cock inside him I'd ruin everything. He's straight, he's one of your best buds, you're going to destroy everything. But, like I said, my boner was in the driver's seat and it was steering itself to that tight wet hole. My thick mushroom head found his opening and began pushing and rubbing into it. Marcus was so hung, I easily continued to suck his huge tool as my steel pipe began to push into his hole. I sank into him about an inch or two before I found resistance. His inner ring didn't want me to go further. But my wet dick was only encouraged by the tightness it felt. I kept fucking into Marcus and when my cockhead pushed past that resistance and I was about 4 inches inside of him, his eyes kind of flickered open. I looked up at him, still sucking his cock, his eyes locked on mine,"Is that? ...Is that your cock?" Marcus asked in a strained voice. I grabbed his thick shaft and came off of him and said,"I'm really sorry Marcus, I didn't really mean to, I can't help it. I can stop." I was slowly pulling out of him, when he plopped his head back down on the bench with his eyes shut and his mouth in an "O". "Wait." Marcus breathed out,"wait, wait just a minute. Fuck, that feels good. I'm just really fucking horny. Damn man. It's not so risky if you top right?" I was shocked he said that but too horny to let it interfere with what my red bull can cock wanted,"Yeah, even if you're off meds, and might maybe have a higher viral load, it's a lot safer if I topped." He had rested his hands on my hips, and began moving them to my ass where he pulled me toward him and consequently INTO him. "Ohhh fuck. Your cock is making me feel things I've never felt. I don't know if I like it." Marcus told me,"keep going, I want to see, I wanna at least do this once and see what it's like." That's all I needed to hear. I got the green light to push more of my slick rod into his thick muscular ass. It's not every day a straight guy tells you to keep fucking his hole. I sank all the way into him and because he was on his back and I have a wicked curve upward to my erection, my mushroom head hit his prostate perfectly. I watched as his eyes went wide and he let out a gratifying gutteral moan. He looked up at me and just shook his head "yes." I started fucking my thick cock in and out of his tight hole, going balls deep to keep knocking at his prostate. I was getting close, and found a fast hard rhythm pounding into his ass. He began breathing harder too as I was working up to a climax,"Marcus, I'm gonna cum." I warned him, "oh fuck, I'm getting close, you're too fucking tight. Marcus, look at me?" He looked at me as he was stroking his cock, which looked enormous and hard as a pole, he had leaked a ton of precum out onto his belly from my constant barrage on his prostate with my dick. "Do it man, go all the way," Marcus croaked out, "just cum in me, I've already let you fuck me, and I'm close. Just don't stop fucking me when you cum, I'm so close." That was it, I tensed up and slammed into him,"Oh fuuuck, I'm cumming, fuck I'm cumming," I yelled as I blasted my load inside of him. I didn't slow down my fucking at all, I was still ramming into him as I shot load after load, Marcus' eyes were shut tight and his back came up on the bench as he roared out and began shooting cum all over his cut abs and chest, he blasted onto his face and past his head. I'd never seen anyone cum that far, I had stopped fucking him, because his body started fucking itself onto my cock the minute he started orgasming. We stayed perfectly still aside from our heavy panting as we came down off our fuck-high. He began to gently move up to slowly let my cock come out of his wet hole. "Fuuuck man," Marcus stated, "that was fuckin' crazy." We both started laughing, he stood up and grabbed the back of my neck to pull me up, "we better shower again," Marcus said with a huge smile on his face. I watched him as he reached behind himself and felt his hole, "it doesn't hurt, just feels different," he said looking at me, "I don't know if I'm into it, but since I couldn't fuck you, and I was so horny...shit, it was definitely different." laughing again and shaking his head. We got ourselves together and headed over to his apartment to meet Chloe, she had cooked dinner and brought home tequila. Marcus was putting away the dishes when Chloe noticed him walking funny. "Was it leg day today babe?" Chloe asked, "you must've gone hard." In typical Marcus fashion he quipped,"Nah, I let Nick here, fuck me up the ass." We all laughed hard. Chloe didn't miss a beat and retorted, "Damn Nick, if you're that good, I might have to give you a try."

I grabbed the lube from the locker and closed the drawer up again, I could see Dean watch me as I applied the lube to his stunning hole then all over my cock, no words were said between us. I wasn't using the condoms and if he wanted my cock he knew that was part of the deal. I was ready to fuck his 18 yr old sweet hairless hole, I moved forward and he positioned himself just right as without any effort took my cock in one go... I slid right up his boy hole and started the move like this was meant to be. We were doing what came natural to two men who clearly found each other sexually attractive. I picked up the pace, all this time each of us just moaned in pleasure to one another, no words were been spoken. I fucked him solidly for 20 mins, he stroked his cock and then yelled out "I'm gonna cum babe, please breed my cunt" That was all I needed as I felt the cum churn in my balls and rise up..... I blew my load deep up his hole and let out a roar as I did... Dean at the same time then blasted his hot 18 yr old cum all over his chest, chin and face. My cum kept streaming up his hole like it belonged there and finally we both collapsed into each others arms. We were both panting and the smell of cum and man to man sex filled the room as I rolled over and lay in the bed next to him. That was the first of many nights to come... We love each other

I'm a 100% bottom and sometimes I feel like I'm using my boyfriend's dick instead of him using my hole. I love a nice long lay and sometimes I just climb on and use his cock the way I want. My favorite way to get laid is on my back with my legs on his shoulders. But sometimes I get so horny for it that I need to straddle him and ride it so that it presses harder against my spot until I orgasm. I keep reading all these threads about bottoms being used for their man's pleasure only, and I want to be a good bottom. I want to make sure my bf is taken care of and that he cums as much as he needs to. But sometimes I need to get my ass serviced and I can't help myself. Does this make me a selfish bottom?

A friend was in town and we decided to try one of new 442 events held at Catalyst since the original 442 closed. We got there shortly after the 10 pm opening and paid our entrance fee. After putting our clothes in the locker, we went out to explore. At first I was disappointed as there wasn’t a huge crowd and the play spaces seemed rather random. However...maybe because of the smaller size of the crowd, I ended up having a good night and having longer sessions with each of the 4 guys that I hooked up with. The first guy had an interesting twist to him. I met him in the dark room which was a pitch black area behind a curtain in the corner. It wasn’t very large but you could seriously not see a thing! My ass started to get felt up and I felt a finger probing. Of course I leaned over and relaxed more to let the other man know that my hole was completely available. I had gotten fucked very briefly by an Asian guy but his dick was small and he had a hard time staying erect. Needless to say, it had quickly ended! As I felt my first real top of the night start to push against my hole, I knew that some stretching would be required. He definitely had girth but was slow and patient, letting my hole accommodate to his length and girth. His thickness definitely filled my hole and as he started to get into a rhythm I moaned with pleasure. His slow methodical fucking encouraged me to open my hole even more as he went in deeper and deeper. At several points, he would completely stop and I would enjoy the sensation of his cock balls deep and completely inside of me. This continued for a good 20 to 30 minutes and then he pulled out completely and gave me a tap on my ass which I knew signified that he was done with my hole for now. As I turned around to thank him and to suggest meeting up again, we made eye contact and both of us registered shock! It was my friend that I had come here with! Neither of us had realize the entire time that we were fucking who the other person was! Although he’s made comments over the years about tapping my ass, we have never crossed the friendship line. After that surprise, I walked around more and caught the eye of an attractive older white gentleman wearing a leather harness. We started off again in the dark room where I had returned as it seemed like most of the action was happening there. He proceeded to fuck my now thoroughly opened hole. He expressed pleasure over my hole and after about 10 minutes groaned while he unloaded into me. We separated for a bit but after about 20 minutes he came and found me and said that he would like to continue with me in a sling. We went up to the platform where the sling was. He enjoyed himself in me and gave me his second load. Afterwords he told me that he’d had a great time and that he was quite pleased that I had gotten another load out of him as that always didn’t happen to him anymore. The third guy was a hot dominant black guy who used me at repeated intervals throughout the night. He came into the club and every guy looked at him when he entered. He had a hot muscular body and a piece of meat that would give any porn star envy. We made eye contact in the locker room. After he stashed his stuff away, he came over to the corner where I was, pointed his erect dick in my direction and told me to get down on my knees and suck it. Of course I obliged! After about 10 minutes he told me to go into the next play room and lie down on one of the platforms. I went in and lied down facing the wall. He turned me around so that everyone in the room could see that he was fucking me. He wanted to put on a show and boy did he! His thick dick went into me and he demanded that I open up wider to him. He told me to call him Sir. And to tell Sir how much I liked having his dick inside of me. That was not hard to do as I really did like the intense pleasure that his dick shoving deep inside gave me. He stretched me deeper and wider than I’ve ever been but continue to demand that I open up to him more. Each of our sessions was like that! I’d start off sucking his dick and then we’d progress to where he fucked me in a public display and use my hole thoroughly. Him fucking my hole made me want to beg him to do it forever; yet at the same time the pleasure was so intense that at times I felt I couldn’t handle it. The last time he used my hole, he made me clean him off. As I was cleaning him he gripped my head and proceeded to force his way down into my throat. As I was gagging with snot and spit running out of my mouth and nose, he repeatedly made me Deep Throat him several times. Next he told me to follow him into the bathroom. After he had washed his dick off with soap and water, he told me to get the paper towels and get on my knees and pat his member dry. While on my knees another guy entered the bathroom and was watching. He told me to turn around and suck that guy’s dick. I was happy to please him. In between fucks with the hot dominant black guy, One of the guys watching in the crowd, an older white guy, jumped on me when the black guy left me for a bit. He fucked me on the platform for a while but then had me move to the sling where he proceeded to fuck me roughly banging at my hole till he pounded his load deep into me. Altogether a satisfying night at catalyst. My hole was well used and pleased!

I was at a sex party. I was in a cage, naked, with my butt backed up to the bars, getting fucked by some old, fat guy outside the cage, and I'm beating my meat, and I look up, and there's a guy from work watching. Grinning. We don't work in the same dept., and we're not really friends, and we've never spoken of it, but... you know when he sees me in the food court, or an elevator, that's what he thinks of. And I wonder how many people he's told. And that is so fucking hot.

A guy who fucked me a few times as a bbrts hookup hit me up today after a five year gap, hes a guy that I have played with at his house, my house and in groups and fucked him a couple of times in the past too as well as taken his load maybe 7 or 8 times. But all over five years ago. Today he messaged me as he hadn't cum for four days and as usual everyone on bbrts was high and flaky..... (Sundays in London are the worst) and he was really bursting and needed to shoot before his personal trainer. So I jumped in the shower and was ready exactly when he was driving past. He came in and I got right on all fours and he rimmed me and sucked my hole brilliantly, his mouth on my ass felt amazing. Soon he pushed in and I remembered suddenly from all those years ago how hung he is, thick with a wicked curve to his cock. Easily 9". He pounded me really well, but as I knew he was bursting he wouldn't last too long and sure enough he flooded by guts with a huge four day load. After reading a post about sexual racism on this site, I am not even going to mention this guys race as you know what it doesn't matter what colour he is, all you need to know is that he is a hot man who had full balls and needed to blow and that I took care of him.

You're not selfish. Every gay guy has needs be it top, bottom or vers. Tops can use my hole for their pleasure, I use their cock for mine. And it's great when those two needs come together in the same session 😉

Trusting Truvada, I gave it up to the hottest couple who were playing together. One had a full beard and an awesome PA. He was supposedly the bottom, but his sexy salt-and-pepper, dominant bf commanded him to fuck me after the dom top opened me up with fingers. Before being on PreP, I might have baled when it became intense, but the combination of Truvada and the dom top making out with me while the “sub” cub fucked me felt too fantastic to object. Next thing I know, the hot bearded dude was breeding my hole. It was amazing. The dom top kept telling me my ass belonged to them, and I couldn’t deny I was hungry for it. Cum ran out my hole for like an hour after that, which other tops of course figured out and naturally interpreted as license to add to. Now I totally get the meaning of “Truvada whore.”

Come on Steve, we are going to be late Dad shouted, I hate weddings Anyway I was driving, Dad wanted a drink. He looked great in his wedding suit and smelt nice, I was turned on looking at him. Nothing much had happened since I seen him in the cottage last week getting fucked and by me, it made some good memories for the wank bank though. The day and evening went quick, I got to have a snog and fondle with a bridesmaid, got her number. Dads mate Jim, brides father shouted me, Dad was completely passed out drunk at a table, not looking good, he asked if I needed help to get him in car, yes I did, but managed to get Dad to stand and took him to restroom to piss, Me and Jim stood at stones holding dad up, you are the son lad, you will have to get it out he said. I unzipped my dad’s trousers and pulled out his dick and held it to the urinal under Jim’s watchful eye, Dad was pissing whilst I held his dick in my hand, he was catching my fingers with his piss, I had such a hard on, when finished, I shook the excess of piss off his dick, Jim said, hey lad, are you wanking him off? But laughed I blushed and we got him in the car, very very unconscious. I Drove home, but I copped a few feels of his body and dick at the lights, he was so wasted, I was boned up. Managed to get him home and upstairs, took ages, lay on his back on his bed, I shook him, nothing, I touched him on the bulge in his pants feeling his dick, I undid his belt and shirt and felt him all over as he was half undressed, he smelt horny, but out cold. I slowly approached his crotch and started stroking his delicious balls with my hands, felt his cock grew harder and harder, suddenly my lips were kissing his nipples and my tongue was running down his abs and into his marvellous cock. The thick head of his dick began to enter my mouth and gently sliding into my throat, how big and delicious it was! I felt it in my throat when I saw his body moved, and I was very scared thinking that he had awakened but, he was too drunk to wake up. His dick was happy though, I know it, it began releasing delicious Dadman juice that I could not get enough of, and he began to moan in his sleep as I gagged with his big fat penis, it was amazing. I spent almost an hour worshiping his delicious piece of meat, never got tired of ramming that delicious cock into my throat. I wanted to return to my room, my brain was telling me to return but my cock would not let me, seeing his beautiful naked body and his big cock in the bed was too hard to resist. So I stripped him completely naked, he genuinely slept through it all, it took me ages, he was a dead weight, I was so hard, dripping even. I stripped naked to and took pictures of him on my cell, even detailed pics of his arse and hole, awesome, I felt bad, but found myself, rolling him over lifting his leg up and placing a pillow under his hips so his arse was higher up and I started to eat that arse out, my father’s arse was being kissed, licked and eaten out by Me, Steve his Son. It was so tasty, I could not help it, seriously I couldn’t . I mounted my Dad and slid my hard cock into his licked out hole deep, I started to fuck him good, I was sweating, worrying he was gonna wake up, but carried on. His cock wouldn’t go soft, and my cock was pretty hard stuck up him. I began to shake and came so hard in my dad’s arse, I was beat, pulled out and I stroked my cock so hard I came again on his body everywhere, after it scared me thinking how I was going to be cleaning it up, so I decided to lick my cum from his body until he was clean, but left my cum in his arse I returned to my room and I was lying in bed feeling a little regret, but looked through my phone st his pics, it only made my dick hard once more and I jerked off again. The next day I woke up before him, took a bath and prepared breakfast, when I heard him get up I greeted him, he went to the dining room with only his pants on, American Eagle pants, I told him we arrived home late last night, saying something about getting in bed. Anyway he sat down on the leather cushioned seat, whilst I did him coffee, he got up for sugar, I noticed wet patch on seat my cum??? Further, I could not help noticing that there was still a trace of my dried cum in his abs and back of his leg; I don’t really know if he didn’t notice or if he just didn’t think, but he did not discuss the issue at all, but seemed distant, I wonder if he thinks he got fucked at the wedding. I am back at Uni, in a couple of weeks, going to miss my dad.

Recap from the opener to this story: My boyfriend and his then wife had 3 children during their 10 yrs of marriage, a son and two daughters. The girls are 15 (twins) and their son, Dean, just turned 18. My boyfriend and I have an understanding; in the last 12 months both of us have been with other guys but just for a quick fuck or a one night stand, we are not living together but I spend almost every weekend at his house when his kids aren't around as we are naked most of that time and he spends 2 or 3 nights at mine during the working week. We are both in the medical profession and work shifts so our time is precious. It was a usual Saturday night, it was around 11pm, both my BF and I were on leave from our shifts, we were spending the time at his house, his 3 kids were with their mother, We were sitting on the couch down in the living room, high from poppers and a little drunk after a bottle of red wine. I could feel his cum running down my ball sack again, he had bred me twice in the last 2 hours of hot unprotected man to man fucking and we were wrecked but had some serious smiles on our faces.... He sat there with his large cut cock out and his low hanging balls resting on the couch while I lay next to him. We made small talk after our fuck session and he mentioned that his son Dean was having his birthday party the following Friday night and would I come over. I said sure, why not, I wasn't working and it would be nice to see him and the kids together, it had been a few weeks. He told me that as Dean had only recently turned 18 some of his friends still were under 18 so a night in a pub wasn't an option for them so the house party would be a better option. It also meant his two daughters could stop in for a few hours too and be part of the celebrations. Let me tell you a little about Dean; Standing at just 5"7 tall he's roughly the same height as I am but that where the similarities end. Dean has blond hair and he lets it grow out, it's wavy and flops about. He's a champion swimmer and has been swimming since he was 10 yrs old, he is on trials for the national team in 2 months time where he'll represent the country at the next Olympics should he be selected! He trains in the pool 3 times a week during the school term and 4/5 times a week when he's on holidays, he's lean and well defined body. His dad is proud of his son (rightly so) and shows me his pics now and then. So what I'm saying is that's he's a hot little fucker and what I'd do to get my cock into him... but he's my BF's son so there are rules right?

PART 2: Marcus and I continued to see each other, as friends, at parties and bars with our mutual buddies. Most of the time he'd have his girlfriend, Chloe, with him. Our relationship changed subtly. We acted more relaxed around each other and he would touch me in a "bro" way, much more often than he did before we had sex. We were definitely closer and sort-of intimate in a bromance kind of way. This went on for a few weeks, without either of us ever mentioning the night he finally came inside someone (me), which was the first time I'd ever taken a poz load. This Friday night we pre-partied at our buddy's apartment and Chloe, his girlfriend, was there again. She was very pretty, and I really liked her. We had even begun to get closer. It was her idea to go out to the club, she wanted to dance. Nobody wanted to go though, but Marcus was obligated as the good boyfriend to take her dancing. Chloe tried really hard to convince other people to come along, but everybody wanted a more chill night in. She particularly put her efforts into persuading me to go with her and Marcus to the club. She was dancing up on me, and said,"Marcus can't dance, come on, you have to come so I can have a dancing partner. Pleassse?" I looked at Marcus and he just gave a shrug and a smile. I caved to peer pressure and decided I would tag along and go dancing with them. Marcus had booked an Uber and it didn't take long before we were piling in the back seat together. The Uber driver asked,"Where to?" Chloe immediately responded,"Majesty!" I looked at Marcus questioningly because while it was the biggest and best dance club in the city, it was also predominantly gay. Chloe saw the look on my face and me looking at Marcus and said to me,"Come on, it's the best club for dancing, and you don't have to play like you're straight around me anymore." We all laughed and Marcus just shrugged and smiled again, "She calls the shots bro." We got to the club about midnight and surprisingly the line was out the door already. We got in quickly, and first order was Chloe going to the bathroom, while Marcus and I got everybody drinks. While he and I were at the upstairs bar getting all the drinks he said,"Thanks for coming out tonight man. I know you didn't really want to. Just so you know, I didn't tell Chloe you were gay, she's actually the one that told me the night before...you and I...well in the sauna... Chloe found out from her co-worker, I think you would call him a twink. haha. Anyways, you apparently fuck him on the regular." I gulped a big swig of my drink. Damn, my throat got dry all of a sudden, and I was beginning to sweat. ---So he found out I was gay the night before he fucked me? Hmmm. Chloe popped up between the two of us, grabbing a drink from Marcus with one hand and grabbed my hand with her other, dragging me out to the dance floor,"Come on! Let's dance!" she yelled. I actually really enjoy dancing, and she and I lit the floor up. We were on the dance floor for a solid hour, thoroughly soaked in sweat. Marcus would watch us from the sidelines, refreshing our drinks and had a small table ready for us with bottled water for when, or if, we ever took a break. We had an amazing time. I started to get a little tired, and she had to pee, so we finally made it to Marcus' table. She said she was ready to go home, so Marcus ordered an Uber and while we waited she was still dancing next to the table in between Marcus and myself. He was behind her as she ground her ass against his crotch, his mouth was on her sweaty neck, and his hands held her tiny hips tightly. His strong hands. Chloe moved my hands to her hips too, then moved them on top of Marcus' hands. He was still kissing Chloe's neck, but he was looking straight into my eyes. It was the first time Marcus and I had touched intimately since the night he came in me. We got to their apartment, and Chloe insisted I come in for a beer and to wind down. Chloe was drunk and very horny, she was all over Marcus. I wasn't jealous, it was nice to see. But it was getting me horny! I was watching music videos on the TV when she drug Marcus to their bedroom, for obvious reasons. I resigned myself to the couch and laid down. I vaguely heard Chloe cumming, she wasn't quiet, and it sounded like she really got off. It wasn't ten minutes later when Marcus came out of the bedroom in just gym shorts. I immediately noticed he wasn't wearing underwear and was still somewhat hard. Marcus went to the fridge and asked if I wanted another beer. I said,"sure, but shouldn't you have some water? I heard Chloe in there, and it sounded like you probably need to rehydrate." Marcus laughed as he handed me my beer. He was standing in front of me, his still semi hard cock about a foot from my face under a thin layer of mesh gym shorts material. I could smell the sex from him and it made my face flush and my dick harden. Marcus said,"I"m surprised you heard us over the tv, these walls are pretty well insulated. And you know I don't gotta hydrate, you know the way it is with me and my girlfriends. I can't cum with a condom and they won't let me fuck them without one." He put his hand on the side of my face and lifted it up looking down at me,"nobody's ever let me cum in them, except you." I couldn't even look at him now, because his cock was fully erect in his shorts right in front of my face and I couldn't control myself one second longer. I grabbed his cock and gave it a squeeze. He put his beer on the table and dropped his shorts, put his hand behind my neck and used his other hand to aim his thick uncut cock at my mouth. I eagerly sucked his throbbing monster into my mouth. I could taste the condom residue and when I deep throated him I could smell Chloe's pussy on his pubes. It excited me so much, that I undid my pants and pulled my dick out and started stroking as I vigorously sucked his cock. I was bouncing up and down on it as he told me to,"suck that dick. I know you want it. You want this load don't you? You want my cum inside you, don't you? Tell me.." I came off his cock and said,"yes. I've missed your cock, and I want your cum inside me. Wherever you want to put it." He quickly yanked me up from the couch and grabbed my pants and underwear and jerked them down, pulling my feet out of them. He kissed me hard on the mouth and slipped his tongue inside me. I moaned into his mouth and felt his hands on my ass. He pulled his mouth back for a second and stuck two fingers inside my mouth and I sucked them as he moved them in and out. He pulled them free from my mouth and spit on his two wet fingers, reaching around and began to push them into my asshole as he grabbed my head with his free hand and kissed me hard again. He got his fingers up inside me to the knuckle and again, I moaned into his mouth. Marcus was being aggressive and I loved it. He turned me around and pulled off my shirt, he wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled me against him. His muscular pecs and stomach were against my back and his cock was snugly in my ass crack. He spat into his free hand and I could tell he was lubing up his cock, seconds later I felt his cockhead pushing against my hole. It breached my opening and I sighed in pain and pleasure while he kissed my neck and forced more of his stiff cock inside my ass. He moved forward, causing me to have to put my knees up on the couch, he pushed my head forward so I was bent over now in doggy style. I felt his hand firmly grasp my hips, he started fucking his big cock in and out of my hole. My asshole felt so good as he longdicked me. Feeling his slick cock sliding all the way in and out of me had me leaking precum and I grabbed my swollen cock to jerk off while he pounded my ass. "Oh god, Marcus, fuck me. Shit that feels so good. I can't wait for you to finish off inside me," I said. Marcus responded,"You like this big black cock? You want my poz load up that pussy?" I told him to please cum in me, fill me up good. We were making quite a bit of noise at this point, but I didn't care if Chloe woke up and saw us even, it felt so good, I wasn't going to let him stop until he unloaded in me. I could tell he was getting close too, he was fucking me so hard, my ass was getting plowed into at such a fast rate, I was glad he had lube on his cock from the condom that he used to fuck Chloe not too long ago. Just thinking of that made me hornier, and I wanted his cum even more knowing that his girlfriend never took it. Marcus began moaning and saying,"oh fuck, here it comes. I'm about to blow. Ah shit, ah shit, ah shiiitttt." He slammed into me deep and I felt his cock swell and thicken stretching my hole out more as he pumped me full of his poz cum. He kept himself buried deep inside me as I continued to jerk off and I was getting close. I guess he could tell I was about to blast his couch with my cum because he grabbed my hand and stopped me. "Wait, please?" I said, "please let me cum with you still inside me." He slowly pulled out of me, grabbed me and turned me around face to face. His lips met mine with force and his tongue snaked into my mouth to wrestle with mine. His hands moved up to my shoulders and pushed me down firmly so that I was seated on the edge of the couch. I briefly watched a few seconds of the music video playing as hot shirtless guys danced around a diva. He dropped to his knees and grabbed my legs, and spread them wide. I felt so open and powerless. He looked down and aimed his rigid cock at my wet hole, while his hands held my ankles wide and high I felt his cockhead on my hole right before he slammed fully into me. I gasped, my mouth was in a permanent "O" because that thick dickhead just punched my prostate and he held it there applying pressure to it, squeezing the cum out of it, making it escape through my cock onto my stomach. He immediately began fucking me at breakneck speeds, and it brought me back to the first time we fucked. He was able to blow a second load within minutes of the first one last time, and this was how he did it. I hoped it was happening again, remembering it last time was enough to bring me off, my body went stiff and I began shooting cum into my open mouth and all over myself as he rammed my prostate. I was drenched in my own cum as I watched him build up to his second orgasm, he moved his hands to my hips and thrust himself as deeply as he could and I felt his cock swell yet again pumping his load into me. I think we were both exhausted at this point. He pulled out, and he lifted my limp legs to slide my underwear back onto me. He laid my motionless body down on the couch, put his gym shorts on, and crawled up next to me, pulling the couch blanket over us. We both blacked out. The morning sun shined brightly through the living room window curtains. Music videos were still playing on the tv. I was disoriented for a minute while my mind processed where I was, and why I was there and what had happened. Marcus was still snuggled up to me under the blanket on the couch. His arm was around me, and I felt his erection against my ass. I was worried, Chloe would wake up and catch us like this. I shook him and told him to hurry and get up before his girlfriend woke up. He yawned and stretched a little. He said,"Don't worry, she sleeps like a zombie til late. Last night was amazing man. Watching you and Chloe dance last night had me hard half the time I was at the club." I was like,"what? You were sitting at the table in the club with a boner watching your girlfriend and I dance? You fuckin' pervert. No wonder you're hard right now." Marcus said,"You call me the pervert, but you let me fuck you like a cum hungry slut and you've taken four of my poz loads in your ass and acted like it was a gift from heaven." My mouth hung open in disbelief, but he had a point. I was a total cumslut when it came to him fucking me. I mean, he's fucking hot, straight, hung, and cums gallons and not just once. I laughed and said,"okay, okay, that's me in the moment, yes. I kinda separate those moments from you and me, as buddies. Right now, we're blurring the lines and it has me freaking a little." Marcus, ran his hand down my side and grabbed my underwear to yank them down. He brought his hand up to his mouth and spit in it, moved it to my mouth and said,"spit." I did as he commanded and spit in his hand. He reached under the blanket and lubed up his rock hard cock. He pushed into my hole with relative ease, but I could feel the friction. I groaned, and just let him do what he wanted to me. Marcus smiled and said,"see? you don't even try to stop me from fucking you when a minute ago you were worried about Chloe waking up? You're a whore for me." He was right, I couldn't help it either, his thick bare cock filling my hole up deeply was irresistible. I went from worrying about his girlfriend waking up to not caring if his grandma walked in on us as soon as his cock began to push into me. He firmly held my hip as he fucked slowly in and out of my hole. His massive loads from last night were enough that he didn't need any lube besides our spit to enter me. It wasn't as slick as last night, but he was going so slowly that it didn't need to be. He propped his head up on his hand while he rested his elbow on the pillow looking down at me. He looked so casual...from the waist up. I again warned him,"we better stop before Chloe gets u...." Just then the bedroom door opened and Chloe walked out in just a t-shirt, her tight pert tits were clearly bra-less and she wore a thong, her ass cheeks bounced as she went straight for the kitchen. Meanwhile Marcus simply moved his eyes from me, to the tv and began watching the music video. Marcus said,"Good morning babe. You feel okay? I came in here after you passed out to keep my homie company and we kinda blacked out here." Chloe turned around looking disheveled but glowing, she smiled and said,"I actually feel really good. I think all that dancing and then a good orgasm was what I needed last night. You guys look so cute, do you two want some coffee?" I was dumbfounded, as all of this unfolded before me, Marcus' cock was STILL deep inside me and he was still slowly fucking me. Marcus looked down at me and said,"you want some?" with a big smile. I knew he meant, did I want his cum, but he was trying to shake me loose to answer Chloe about the coffee. I stammered, "Uhmmm, yeah. Sure, yeah I want it...I mean, some. Some coffee, yes, please." Chloe responded, "great! two coffees coming up!" Marcus laughed, "yup, coming up!" as he continued to fuck my hole, picking up a little speed. Chloe had her back to us working on the coffee, and Marcus looked down at me, kissed me hard on the lips and whispered,"you ready for it? you want me to cum up in that hole?" I said,"yes, breed me again..." He tensed up and I felt him blasting inside me again as his girlfriend finished up our coffees. She brought them over to us and handed each of us our own cups while Marcus was still inside me. Chloe said, "I gotta put some pants on, it's freezing in here," as she bounced to the bedroom. Marcus pulled out of my asshole, and pulled up his shorts and sat up. He winked at me as he brought his cup to his mouth. I just shook my head and said, "whatever Marcus, it's your funeral." and rolled my eyes. He laughed into his mug.

What had I done? It was late at night, and my horniness had gotten the better of me once again. I had been chatting to this guy on and off for months, getting myself exciting and then blowing a load and chickening out. He was a fit guy, bearded and slightly gaunt in the cheeks. Huge cock on him and had the filthiest talk. I should turn back, I shouldn't be doing this. I am going to regret this I know I am. But I couldn't stop myself. My hole was practically pushing me along the path itching to be filled. He had told me where to meet him. “Come to the side of the old church” his message had said “ wear some trackies but no pants”. I had done as he said. My hardon being held down by the waist band but pointing. I walked through the residential area and to the old church. It was situated in a surround of terrace homes, the church was still used, but mainly for community services. It was slightly sunken and walled by picket fencing, but you could be fairly unseen unless someone peered over the edge and in the darkness it was unlikely. I saw him waiting by the corner. He ha d a big rain jacket on and some trackies, he gave me a nod to follow him as he walked into the dark between the church and the railings. My heart picked up pace as I followed him down. He was waiting there rubbing his crotch but my eyes were drawn to his set up. There was a tarp propped up over a damp looking mattress on the ground, some plastic bags and a tattered suitcase were propped against the church wall and there was discarded food packages around. It hadn't clicked until then. All the times we chatted he seemed to move about. He was homeless. Suddenly my stomach was in knots. Was I really going to do this. He could clearly read me even in the dull light as he slide across the gap between us and wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me in. His waxy rain coat opened up and I was pulled into his bare chest. He was slim but not skinny, with a nice tuft of hair on his chest. His nipples hard little bullets. I let myself be pulled in as planted a couple of kisses on my cheeks and then pushed his tongue forcefully into my mouth. Naturally submissive I relented with ease and opened my mouth to his slobbering assault. His breath wasnt nasty, it was sort of sweet, but his beard was scratching my face and his saliva was dripping down my face. His hands pushed my trackies down exposing my arse to the evening air as he grabbed each cheek and gave them a rough squeeze. “Yeah thats it you dirty fucker, youre good at following instructions arent ya” He span me around and pushed my hands up against the church wall. He dropped to his knees and pulled my cheeks apart and with the same amount of wet passion, he drove his face into my hole and began lapping and slobbering all over it. I moaned at the pleasure of his assault, but also at how nasty I was being. Getting rimmed by some random homeless man. What would people say, what if someone saw me? I yelped as something jagged was pushed into me, he was working a finger in, painfully. I leapt up onto my tiptoes to try and get away from it but he quickly stood up held me tight and worked his digit in deep. “Ssssssh ssssssh ssssh” he whispered in my ear. “Dont want to wake the neighbours do you” and he moved me round from the wall and pushed me forward, digit still inside, onto the damp mattress under the tarp. “I reckon you need a little privacy dont you precious” He swung round and sat on my back keeping me in place as he pulled off my trainers and socks. He threw my shoes out from the tarp and kept the socks close by. Then off came my trackies which he also unceremoniously discarded. He yanked me onto my back and shifted pulling his trackies down and pulling out his huge hard cock. Clearly he liked being rough because he was solid as they came and dripping precum. Despite my anxiousness, I couldnt help but lick my lips to which he laughed. “You fucking pigs are all the same, dont worry you'll get it. Now open your mouth you cunt”. I opened wide getting ready to suck when I heard him snort and then gob a huge chunk of phlegm into my mouth. I gagged but he quickly put a hand over my mouth and snarled at me to swallow. I did and quietly shuddered. “Good pig now keep that mouth wide open, dont make me get nasty”. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth, not as wide this time. I felt him lean close and could feel something pooling into my mouth. He was drooling slobber into my open mouth. “Dont fucking swallow yet, keep that mouth open” he said as he paused. I laid there, eyes crushed closed, a mouth full of a homeless mans spit. Weight shifted again, the mattress wobbled but I kept my mouth open, and my eyes shut. The weight came back again but different this time. I could feel legs either side of me. The smell hit me first. Unwashed, sweaty musk. His spread hole lowered onto my open mouth. “work that tongue pig, wash me good”. He squeezed me balls for compliance causing me to jolt. Through the saliva I pushed my tongue up and connected with his hole. It was wet and loose and I could taste a hint of metal. He groaned and gyrated on my mouth, periodically squeezing my balls between his fingers as I worked my tongue up inside his hole, making it wet and clear trying not to imagine what I was tasting and what state his hole was in. It was disgusting, it tasted vile, but I couldnt help myself. I was hard and leaking too. Shifting off my face he swivelled round and faced me again. “Now swallow you sick pig”. I closed my mouth, full of wet stinking filth and swallowed, at which point he lowered his wet loose hole down onto my cock. “Oh Fu..!” I exclaimed before a hand quickly gripped my mouth tight. “Shut your fucking mouth pig, just let me milk that cock dry with my bugged up hole”. Oh fuck, what was I doing, I was being raped thats what was happening wasnt it? I didnt want this. Fuck I had just eaten this guys hole, whatever bugs he had were in my mouth, in my throat and gut. Fuck this was a nightmare. What was I doing? And why couldn't I stop myself meeting his thrusts, pushing into his sloppy meat hole. Wanting desperately to get in deeper. “Thats it pig” His whispered, “Get ready to give me that last clean load you'll ever shoot”. My eyes bulged at the confirmation and my moan muffled around his tight hand. My cock spasmed shooting load after load deep into my assailant causing him to groan as he began to piss up and over the top of me showering my face and tshirt in a final humiliation. He slowed down and came to rest sitting on top of me as my cock softened and slopped out of his hole. The shame hit me like a ton of bricks. What had I done. He rolled me over and pushed me face first into the newly piss soaked mattress. I knew what was coming. A large gob of spit splashed between my cheeks as he slide his huge dick up and down between my cheeks. “Lets make sure it sticks eh...” his head flared through my tight hole, breaking it open. I cried out in pain but his hand found my mouth again, only this time pushing his sharp nailed fingers into my mouth and down into my throat. I choked against them as he slowly humped his full length into me pushing in, pulling out, pushing in deeper, pulling out. Working every single inch of his meat deep inside me. Only when he was balls deep did he rest. I quietly sobbed as he came close to my face “stop acting like the victim, you wanted this, no one forced you” and he began to slowly pick up pace pounding my hole harder and harder, churning up my insides. “This dick is going to give you everything you deserve you sick little fucker. I'm going to get you nice and pregnant” I pushed my face into the mattress begging for it to be over. He went silent and the sloppy sounds of the fuck filled the quiet night air. Without fanfare he grunted, and thrust in as deep as he could. I could feel the throbbing. It had been done. He pulled himself out and moved to kneel my face. He smeared his dick across my cheeks and lips. I didnt want to open my mouth and he didnt look like he was going to force it. He pulled back my tshirt and wiped my hole, then wiped his dick a final time. “You can fuck off now” he growled, and I crawled out from under the tarp. I grabbed my trackies and trainers and bent to put them on but he started shouting this time “ I said fuck off you dirty little faggot, you little sick queer pig!!” he was drawing attention deliberately, so I quickly scuttled off round the corner, praying no one was looking, and then when out of his view I put on my trackies and trainers. The taste of his stink was in my nose and mouth. I quickly walked back home, hoping I wouldnt have been missed. My phone pinged and I had a message from him, My mouth fell open and I began to cry. The message read; Be ready for the next time I message you. Otherwise this will get out. And attached to his message were various stills of a video of the whole encounter. What had I done?

Same here. Cum all over my face - all in my beard - is my fetish, ESP. with guys watching. I get off on stepping out of an XXX bookstore booth into a crowded hallway like that. Usually, advertising that I'm a cumdump like that results in... more guys using me! 🙂

I’m barebacking through Europe for the next few weeks and in my last two nights in Lyon I went to LeTrou cruise club. About 1/10the size of the club I’d attended before (1er Sou-Sol) but way more guys. Good layout for a relatively cramped club with several mazes, dark corners and a mix of small and large booths. Several raw and several condoned fucks top and bottom. But the highlight for me was with a hot looking young guy who was just clearing out of a large booth with a bed after a session with another guy who caught my eye, looked me up and down, and asked “Actif?” That’s a French word I know and I nodded vigorously and mumbled something about my versatility. Back in the room we start with the sucking, then he rimmed me, and I started fucking him raw doggy style. After a while he stopped me, cleaned me up with some more sucking and got me to lie on my back. At first it wasn’t obvious what he was going to do and my high school French wasn’t thorough when it came to describing sexual positions and practices. Eventually he did sit on my cock but rather than fast, deep and furious he instead went for fairly gentle slow edging in and out on my cock. He was very skilled and it felt great. After a while I couldn’t hold back and was able to inject a good load up his ass.

Heading to Hillside Camp this weekend.

I had the same problems but only after several months on PrEP, the numbers would return to normal if I stopped for a week or two. Thing is, even tho I’m a hungry slutty cockwhore, my fucking tends to be a little streaky, with bursts of activity then breaks that will go a few weeks, so I switched to an on-demand PrEP regimen (I’ve heard it called PrEP 2-1-1 due to dosing patterns). So far so good: still slutty, still neg, kidneys are staying healthy. I wasn’t staying 100% compliant because sometimes a hot fuck opportunity will present itself and I’ll go for it. Knowing this, I just started keeping some Truvada with me so I can pop the first two (of the 2-1-1 regimen) as needed. Supposedly it’s “safe” if you take the first two 2-24 hours before a fuck.

just took a load in an alley.was walking down the street and a guy in a car pulled up and said "hop in cumdump.lets go for a ride." so when I did he said "you probably don't recognise me babygirl but I fuck you at the bathhouse all the time.i don't have time to fuck you so lets park so you can give me a blowjob in my car" I said sure n he actually pulled out his cock and got me to blow him as he drove around.(people saw for sure) then when we parked he started fingering me while I sucked his nice thick 7 inches of uncut cock. he said your pussy is sloppy.is this cum?" I said yes I just took a couple loads in some guys apt and 2 more loads in 2 other apts.he said "you're such a fucking whore.i need to get in this pussy now"so we got out n found a place in the alley to fuck.i took my bootie shorts off n he fucked me in a doorway for like 2 minutes then blew his load in me.no idea what his name is but he was a good fuck and had one of those cocks you can really feel pulsing in your ass when he cums.i could actually feel cum dripping down the inside of my right thigh as I walked down to Yonge street and through the mall and I just let it drip

I've been talking to a dominant visiting my city. We haven't been able to get together because we have no place to do the kind of intense play and fucking he enjoys. Still, he's mentally cranking up the fuck-need in me to a point that I needed something yesterday. I went to a porn theatre on a terribly slow day, where no one came in for several hours. It started getting to be around quitting time for tradesmen and more men filtered in. I sucked and teased a big bearded guy with massive thighs until he decided he'd waited long enough. After I'd been jamming him into the back of my throat, holding him deep while holding my breath and sliding my tongue up and down his shaft while swallowing, he lifted up his belly, pushed my head further down onto his root, and let his belly hold me down on him. Then he grabbed me by the back of my skull and neck and fucked up into me fast and hard, cutting off my air in favor of getting his seed into my throat. I worked his nipples and fucked my skull onto his cock like my life depended on him cumming. After almost a minute of skull-fucking me, he jammed his fat knob extra-hard in me and pumped his cum into me for about 20-30 seconds. Then his vice grip on my head relaxed and I could swallow the sperm he'd fucked in and breathe. I was light headed, but looking up into his widely grinning face, I was happy I'd pleased him and earned his load. While I'd been focused on him, a few other men had filtered in. Straightening myself up, I did a quick turn through the three rooms to see who was there. One man stood out, a tall, very strong-looking Hispanic man in his mid to late twenties wearing worn construction gear and boots. I decided to hang out nearby to scope him out. He unbuttoned his dirty work jeans and put one hand into his underwear while putting the other up and resting on top of his head, exposing a sweaty pit. Good enough. I sat next to him and looked openly at his groin and face testing his reaction. Seeing he was comfortable, I asked if I could touch him and, a little surprised I asked, he said "Sure". I pulled the waistband of his trunks below his balls and touched him, feeling stubble from his balls to his cock shaft. Encouraged by his thickening under my hand, I licked and sucked his cock into my mouth. After a minute of this his cock was very hard, that hard we dream of, although a fairly average size. Moaning with pleasure as I tasted a surge of his precum, I sucked him in deep, licking his knob and polishing it, feeling it throb and jump in my mouth. He was clearly enjoying it, groaning and sighing and, when I'd take him root deep and hold him in my throat, he'd grunt softly and fuck up into me with gusto. He felt like a breeder. After sucking him a fair while and tasting a few more surges of his precum, he commented that it takes him a long time to cum. I asked if he liked to fuck ass and he said yes. I smiled and did something I knew he liked and made his cock throb and dance. After a few more minutes of teasing I ask "Do you wanna fuck me?" He looked at me with that sex drunk look guys get and nodding, said "Yeah" standing up right away. I got up, turned around, dropped my jeans, and handed him the lube. "Use plenty, I'm tight at first, but I'll be ready to take it hard pretty quickly." He nodded, lubing up his cock with one hand, and bending me over the chair I'd been sitting in with the other. He rubbed his firm knob below my hole, swiping the lube up into my cunt lips. He pressed in and I felt the burn of not enough slickness. Turning my head back, I whispered, "A little more..". He complied and the next time he rested his cock on the lips of my cunt they parted tightly, but smoothly around him. He slid all the way into me forcing the contented groaning sigh that penetration gets out of me. I set my legs to hold my cunt at his height and he started to fuck me. He gripped my hips firmly and slapped his cock hard into me, earning a slutty moan, and me bracing one arm against the wall for what I suddenly realized was going to be a rougher fuck than I'd expected. As he hit a fast slapping rhythm in my ass, his whole body's strength was focused on fucking as hard as he could into my cunt. At a young and strong 6'2" and ~230lbs that was pretty damned hard. I put both hands on the wall and pushed back through my arms, shoulders, torso, and rotated my hips so my cunt lined up with his pounding. I set my legs a little stronger too. Taking my setting myself as a kind of signal, it felt like his cock got even harder and he started to really pound and rotate his hips with each stroke to get deep into me. He'd been making low grunting noises of satisfaction as he fucked, and I'd been letting each thrust push the air loudly out of my lungs, occasionally muttering "fuck" and "yes", but now they stepped-up in intensity. I suddenly realized how loud and energetic our fucking had become, and saw we had a number of people watching him pound into my cunt. I didn't know how he felt about the onlookers, so under my breath I started saying "That's it, get it all the way in there..." "Fuck, you feel so good in my ass..." bringing his focus back onto his cock in my cunt. At one stage he slowed down and seemed to be trying to lift my body off the ground just with his cock, forcing himself deep inside me. Fuck, he was strong. I think he was deciding whether and when he wanted to cum in me. I lifted and dropped my ass onto his cock a few times slowly, rotating my hips to change the sensation for his cock. I think that's when he decided he wanted to cum. He used his hands on my hips to pull me into the position he wanted, and started fucking hard, but slowly into my cunt, each slapping thrust easily heard in the other rooms. After a few minutes he sped up to the kind of pace I think of as a chase. He got faster, and fucked into me harder, his breathing now heavy and each thrust sending me into the wall hard. Instinctively, I felt like he was building up to breed me. Firming up my legs and my torso, I started pushing back on his thusts, sending him the message that I needed his seed in my gut. That's when he thickened in me and began fucking his virile seed up into my fertile well-fucked cunt. Each thrust he pulled himself into me hard, feeling his cum filling me, emptying his balls with a long groaning sigh, punctuated by more thrusts. He slowed and stopped, staying inside me. I gripped his workpants and pulled and pushed his cock into me a few more times. Clearly saying "More?". He pulled out and I tightened my cunt to keep all that young virile cum inside me. I said if he has another load I'd love to take it. He smiled, said "Thanks", and fixing his clothes, left. Holding that juicy cum inside me, I sucked another load from the big sexy bearded guy who'd been watching me get fucked through the glory hole from the other room. I really needed more fucking, but I was out of time, so I headed home. Lifetime loads at this stage were 29 taking me to 30. Yes, it was 12 in my last "Last load" story. Since then I found a guy who gave me at least 17 loads over many hours of deep intense fucking. That's the post I lost.

My husband and I ENCOURAGE each other to get extra action on the side! The more the better! And expect it to be 'unsafe' bareback sex, preferably with total strangers. We 'keep scores' and show each other the exchanges on Grindr and Scruff and the dick and full body naked shots! The more cocky, lewd and self-assured they are, the more we are in awe about the other's 'prize tricks'. We EXPECT the other to take loads and or breed some guy raw, whatever the action requires. Of course only a balls-deep ass-breeding will leave a proof-positive residue and that musky scent of buck on your ass... We get so turned on by all that we now have the best sex with each other as we call each other a 'champ barebacker', 'proud slut', a genuine cum-dumpster, whatever details of our daily or weekly exploits... Promiscuity and raw play should be a sport among bros! He is my wingman and I'm his slut mentor! PS: we started out as a 'conventional cheater' situation, me catching him, laying down THE NEW LAW! "PROMISCUITY and random sex rules! But all must be consummated bareback! No regrets, no shame, no fear, no hypocrisy, no jealousy, and no rubbers EVER!" Can't preach my sermon often enough!

Friday night came around. I had arrived earlier that afternoon to help my BF set things up, his daughters arrived shortly after, very exited to be at a party and at 15 it was going to be an experience for them, it was nice to see them and I get on well with them both. They headed off upstairs once things were almost set up to pretty themselves for the evening. Around 6pm Dean arrived in the front door and threw his gear bag and school bag on the floor in the hallway, he was in his track gear and had wet hair. He was not in the best of form and apologised but said he couldn't help it. He had been told by his coach that if he didn't up his game in the pool then his chances of making the nationals would fade away, he was a little upset and wet with his dad (my BF) into the living room for a father/son talk. I left them at it and continued to prepare food, set up the make shift bar in the kitchen and watched from afar. My BF and Dean came back to the kitchen about 30mins later, Dean had cheered up and said thanks to me for helping to arrange the party, it was no hassle I told him and was only too glad to help him celebrate this milestone birthday. He headed off upstairs to change, people were due to arrive from 8pm onward. Around 7:30pm I said I was going to go get ready and my BF gave me a cheeky kiss on the lips, grabbed my chunky ass and thanked me for all I had done today, he was so happy and we were in a happy place in our lives. I went upstairs and walked into the main bedroom to be greeted by one of the nicest sights of my life... Dean, naked and wet from the shower, bent over drying his feet and showing his perfect bubble, shaved hole, for all to see. I stood there for a second and admired, then knocked on the door and he stood up and turned around. He didn't try to cover up and was rightly proud of his body, Oh sorry he said, I won't be much longer but the girls are hogging the main bathroom and I needed to shower. I told him it's no problem as I walked into the en-suite and closed the door behind me. I was tenting in my pants all of a sudden, he was stunning, he was totally shaved all over, no body hair was visible from the glimpse I saw and he had a nice thick cock on him and was well endowed. I had left the en-suite door slight ajar as I started to wash up but couldn't help myself take a peak out the door again to watch Dean put on a nice body hugging white T-shirt and then pull up his tight black jeans - no underwear, so was going commando and put his belt on and headed off downstairs as people had started to arrive. I showered and changed and came down to the party about 20mins later and had relaxed; I was wearing my nice chino pants, a plan black shirt over my chub hairy body but underneath my white Nasty Jock branded jockstrap was going to help keep my cock in place as I watched the number of young, hot, swimmers wander around the house and have a good time. This was going to be a night of watching and storing faces and bodies for the wank bank.... or so I thought!!

I'm with you as far as bukkake is concerned. Cum is sooo fun to get on me.

**Fictional story, first time giving this a go** PART FOUR With my jock dropped on my bedroom floor, my cock raging hard, my mind racing wanting to know what was happening, I took a huff of my own poppers and slowly walked into the back bedroom. Before me was a glorious sight to behold: my 20 year old boyfriend, high on poppers, blindfolded and on his stomach being fucked raw by a 30 year old handsome man. The second guy's body was far more fit and defined than his pictures had led me to believe. He showed lovely chest muscles, broad shoulders, a chiseled face, and strongly defined back muscles, but of course the first thing I noticed as I walked into the room was his glorious peachy arse. The man with the peachy arse was slowly fucking Lucas, more gently than Lucas would like, I know that for a fact, even as if he wasn't used to topping a guy. He was giving Lucas long strokes of his cock, slowly in and out. I walked around and he looked up at me and smiled. I returned his smile, and stepped over to Lucas' head, sliding my cock into his mouth. Like a pro Lucas started sucking me off as I watched the other man's cock slide in and out of my boyfriend's hole. As I studied the scene I realized the top was was completely shaved, preparing himself just as Lucas had prepared himself for my pleasure. As I face-fucked Lucas, the other man and I locked eyes. I might have been face-fucking Lucas, but my thoughts were about fucking the hottie who's cock was buried inside my boyfriend. I suspected the hottie and I were sharing very similar thoughts. I could feel my balls churning my cum and I was ready to blow so I announced "Fuck, babe, I'm gonna shoot my load down your throat!" Lucas grabbed my ass and deep-throated my cock as wad after wad of hot cum poured down the back of his throat. The other guy also reached his limit, as his rhythmic crotch action became increasingly ragged, all the while Lucas' ass ground his cock. Letting loose and roaring "Ahhhhh, yeah, take my load up your boicunt," I smiled with pleasure as he breed the love of my life. Right then and there I decided I get him to stay for more one-on-one fun with me! As the other guy withdrew from Lucas' ass, I also withdrew my cock from Lucas' mouth. Lucas collapsed on the mattress, gathering his breath and strength as fresh cum pooled in his hole and his belly. As we stepped towards the doorway I asked the top "You liked cumming in my boyfriend?" "Yeah he's a lovely hole. To be honest, 'though I usually bottom but was out-and-out horny tonight so I decided 'fuck it'." "Well with a nice firm ass like yours I bet you're good at taking cock," I remarked. "Yeah, I love getting fucked. You're welcome to try it out some other night if you want," he invited. He was sweaty and in the faint light coming from the windows his skin glistening, looking extremely hot. "Do you need to take a shower before you go?" I offered. "I wouldn't mind, yes, if that's okay." "Follow me. There's a shower in the en-suite in our room that you can use," I answered. He grabbed his clothing which was stacked in a neat pile on a chair in the room. Just then Lucas slid off his blindfold, looked around and the two of us, balls naked, walking out of the back bedroom and heading for our room. As we did so, my phone rang. it was the third guy. He as a bit early and needed directions to our house; I gave him the information he needed, told him best place to park and asked him to wait for a few minutes and I'd phone him back as he was earlier than we expected. I left the second guy in the bathroom attached to our en-suite and returned to Lucas who was wondering what was happening at this stage. I sat on the bed with him and gave him a cuddle "Are you enjoying this so far babe?" "I am, but where did you go with that last guy, and why is he taking a shower?" I looked at Lucas and handed him his poppers and gestured for him to take a hit which he did. "Well I think I'm going to have some fun with him too. I know it's your night but I'm in the mood for his ass. You don't mind me getting some fresh hole - while the all these guys fuck you tonight, surely, do you?" I didn't wait for an answer and put the blindfold back on Lucas and told him get into position for the third guy.

Most of my friends are straight and through them I met their straight friends, that's how I met Marcus. He was 19, just graduated high school and was now living in the city going to college. Marcus was very good looking. He was only 5'6", but half black and half hispanic, with an incredibly picture worthy face. I'd see him at my friend's house when I'd go over there to party. We all drank, and half of them smoked. He was the only one that didn't really drink I'd tease him a bit because of that, until one night after I kept trying to get everyone, including him, to take shots of tequila together. My buddy, who's apartment we partied in, caught me alone in the kitchen and quickly said,"don't say anything, but the reason Marcus doesn't drink much is because he's afraid it will mess with his HIV meds." Obviously, I had a very confused look at my face because I'd met Marcus' girlfriend and the one before his current one, so my bud went further to explain,"He's not gay or anything, but he was born with it, his father apparently got it when he was in prison at a young age from using drugs and didn't know it, so all of his kids were born with HIV." I was shocked, and sad for Marcus. We got the tequila shots and took them into the living room and we handed everyone their shot glasses, except Marcus. I guess that's where I made my mistake because, I always tried to get him to drink, and when he wouldn't drink what I offered him, then I'd down his shot for him. This time I didn't even offer him a glass. I didn't think anything of it, but he's a smart kid and he apparently figured it out. Later that night, everyone was pretty messed up one way or the other, and there were only four of us still awake. My buddy and his girlfriend, Marcus and myself. My friend's girlfriend started to doze off and suddenly threw up a little bit on her shirt, so while he dealt with cleaning her up Marcus jumped up and took his shirt off, and said to me, "let's go down to the hot tub!" It was about 50 degrees outside but I was drunk enough, that it sounded like an adventure. Besides, this was the first time I'd seen Marcus shirtless and quite frankly I wanted to see a lot more. He was so lean that you could see all of his muscles, and boy did he have a lot of muscles, they were well hidden under his hoodies and sweatshirts he always wore. He was smooth and just had an incredible body in general. We grabbed some towels and I realized we didn't have any swim trunks, to which he responded, "no one's gonna be down there, we'll take our clothes off under the towels and just slip in the hot tub naked." I was all in! "Let's go then!" I exclaimed. I couldn't help looking at Marcus' back as I followed him down to the pool and hot tub area. This little guy wasn't so little and he was ripped. My mouth watered watching his tight bubble butt bouncing going down the stairs. Fucking hell, I was getting hard just watching his back and ass! We got to the hot tub, the courtyard lights were off, since it was the colder season and no one used the pool or hot tub. It was dark so Marcus didn't bother getting undressed under the towel and neither did I. Obviously I couldn't help myself from looking, and saw his cock, rather I stared at his cock and it was so hot, beautiful, uncut and looked about 4-5 inches soft, it was thick and he had some big low hanging balls too. Again, my mouth was watering, and I had to very quickly get into the hot tub because I was half hard in about two seconds after seeing him naked. We were chilling and chatting in the hot tub, I asked about his current girlfriend, and he caught me off guard by giving a serious answer saying,"she's hot as fuck, but she won't let me fuck her raw dawg, cause she scared of getting HIV." Although the news didn't surprise me, his admission of it did, and he saw the look on my face. "Look, I know our buddy told you, when you brought the tequila shots in, it was the first time ever, that you didn't offer me one. And I saw the way you tried not to look at me. I go through this every time someone finds out." I kinda stammered a bit and just sheepishly said,"you're not as dumb as you look. Yeah, he told me, and I'm sorry man. You know, I have friends that are HIV positive too, I hope you know I don't think less of you, I was just caught off guard because you're straight, and I don't know any straight positive people." Marcus went on to tell me about his frustrations with just about anyone he dated. He said, he hadn't been able to cum with a condom in years and his girlfriend's would rarely, if ever, let him raw dawg their pussies and they definitely never let him finish inside of them. He even had a couple girlfriends get on PrEP and they still didn't let him cum in them. I was kinda shocked and blurted out,"They were on PrEP and wouldn't let you cum in them?!?! That's stupid, hell, if you're paranoid about alcohol messing with your meds, I know you're undetectable, and I'd let you cum in me even if I weren't on PrEP." I can't believe I just said that. I quickly, followed up with,"I mean, if I were your girlfriend." Wait, that didn't sound right either, so I chimed in again,"I mean, if I was a girl and on PrEP." He was laughing at me, and responded,"It's cool, I know what you mean. So...you said you were on PrEP?" Did I? Oh yeah, I said,"even if I weren't on PrEP..." I didn't quite know what to say, so I just said, "uhmmm..." Marcus was so chill though, he laughed again and moved over next to me, putting his arm around my neck and comforted me, "You think I didn't know you were gay? Remember...I'm not as dumb as I look." We laughed together. I felt relaxed again, and affirmed what he already knew. "Yeah, I'm gay and yes I'm on PrEP." He asked if I was a top or bottom, his bluntness surprised me. I said I'm a top. And I don't know why, but I volunteered that I had bottomed in the past, it just wasn't my preference. He stood up in the hot tub, and since he had his arm around my neck, his cock was literally inches from my face now. And it had grown. His thick cock was somewhat hanging at about 6 inches now right in front of me. He said,"come on, we better go dry off in the sauna before we put our clothes back on." He walked toward the sauna while I hopped out and grabbed my towel to cover my fully erect cock. My 7.5 inch beer can cock stood straight up and was like concrete. We got into the sauna and he was totally naked, he didn't bring his towel. I just held my towel over my cock basically and sat down. I couldn't help but look at his growing cock. And he noticed. "You ever suck a black guy's cock?" I was still buzzing on alcohol and the whole situation that I just responded,"yes, I love suck big cocks." He laughed as he started stoking himself. He was a very solid 8 inches and quite thick. He nonchalantly said,"come suck this big black cock then." I immediately got up, letting my towel drop and went straight to his dick and enveloped it in my mouth. I was high from this whole scene, I wasn't thinking rationally, I just wanted this gorgeous straight guy's big cock in my mouth. He was moaning and groaning telling me to "suck that big cock" and "yeah, get it all down your throat." I had grabbed my towel and put it on the wooden bench so I could put my knees up on it and lean over his cock better. Trying to get more of him into my throat. The sauna was hot and we were both sweating like crazy, he continued to moan and as I got my mouth all the way down to his pubes he grabbed my head with both hands and started to throat fuck me. I was loving having this straight guy use my mouth and throat as a fuck hole. He seemed to be enjoying it so much and I didn't want it to end, but I did want his cum. As he kept fucking my mouth he moved one hand down the back of my head and neck and was carressing me from my neck to my ass. He'd grab my ass and squeezed it, and rubbed my cheeks. Our bodies were so slick from sweat, his hands on my body felt electric. He even began to slide his fingers in and out of my crack, stopping on my hole and gently pushing into me. We were sweating so much that I realized he was collecting the sweat from my back and using it as lube to get his finger into my tight hole. Once he broke past my hole's resistance, he sunk his finger into my hole. It felt amazingly tight and slick and I moaned around his dick. He started saying,"shit man, shit yo' mouth feels good on my cock. Keep doin that and I'm gonna bust," as he started finger fucking me faster and harder, I felt so vulnerable and slutty being used by him. I wanted to swallow his load so I began moaning and sucking him harder and faster. "I'm gonna cum man," he barely got out in between hard breaths. I moaned around his cock that I was bobbing up and down on,"mmhmm, mmhmmm," encouraging him to blow his load down my throat. I felt his body tensing up and he had two fingers buried in my hole but was just wiggling them around inside me. His hand on my head started pushing my face all the way down on his cock hard as he thrust his cock down my throat and I felt it stiffen and swell, he whisper yelled,"ohhhhh fuck! ohhhhhhhh, I'm gonna cum man. I'm gonna cum. Swallow that load bitch. Take it!" his body spasmed and he began blasting his jizz down my throat. I felt it shooting hard into me, there was so much, it was like a water canon and I was swallowing it as fast as it came out. He pushed his fingers in as deep as they would go up my ass, as he shot his cum into my stomach, that he finger punched my prostate, it was like he hit an electric buzzer. I was swallowing his never ending load and suddenly my body spasmed for a few seconds and I shot one blast of clear liquidy cum out my cock so hard that it coated his thigh. We were both coming down and I still had his cock in my mouth. Neither of us had gone soft, he slowly slid his fingers out of my hole and rested his hand on my ass. Through his labored breathing he said,"damn. I hadn't cum from a blowjob in at least a year, and I've never cum that hard from one. I wasn't sure you would let me cum in your mouth, but you made it pretty clear, you wanted it. You acted like a fucking fat chick cumdump, "he laughed at his own words. I pulled off his still hard cock, and responded, "one out of three isn't bad, as long as it's the cumdump one." Marcus chuckled,"well you're not fat and you're definitely not a chick, but we should see if you're truly a cumdump." I sat up and looked at him with a look of confusion and maybe surprise. "You said you were on PrEP," Marcus told me, "and that you'd let me cum in you, right?" I shook my head "yes" for sure in the affirmative. Oh my gosh, is he really talking about fucking me right now? This hot straight guy. I thought I was going to consider myself incredibly lucky that he let me blow and swallow him, but now he wants to fuck me. "It's been so long, I don't think I can take such a big dick though," I told Marcus. He stood up, his cock was pointed at the ceiling, and he grabbed me, pulled me up then pushed me back down to where my face was right in front of his cock. I grabbed it, still hard as a pipe, and took it back into my mouth. He was thrusting in and out of my mouth slowly and said,"I'm not gay, but I haven't had anyone ever take my cum, and I just need to know what it feels like to shoot inside someone, without pulling out, and raw, no worries from either party, I just need to breed someone. Will you let me? I'll go slow and if you can't handle it, you can suck me off again." I didn't respond, I just kept sucking his cock. He instructed me to "get it real wet. Leave a lot of spit on my cock and come off of it" I did as he told me, and he got down on his knees, now my aching hard cock was in his face, but not for long. He grabbed my ankles and lifted my feet off the wood floor, making me lean back on my towel on the bench. I looked down toward my cock and saw him holding my ankles up and spread out, and his beautiful face, his eyes staring at my hole. I watched him spit on my hole, his eyes were glazed over with lust. He dove into my ass and I felt his tongue immediately working into my hole. It was me this time, that grabbed HIS head, as he tongue fucked my pink hole, getting it wetter and more relaxed. It felt fucking amazing, his tongue was powerful and felt like a slick muscle massaging into my asshole. I began to moan like a bitch. I wasn't used to this feeling, I was the one that usually ate ass like a champ causing bottoms to turn into sluts. The tables had been turned, and I wasn't mad that it was a hot straight guy turning the tables, and turning me into a cumslut. He retracted his tongue from my ass and came up, still holding my ankles spread out like a whore and scooted in close, I felt his big wet cockhead hit my hole. He was looking down as it pushed into me and occasionally looked up at my face to see how I was taking the pressure. It felt so good. He was thick, and hard, but I was opening up for him. He was going so slowly and he had been so perfect, that I was relaxed the entire time and suddenly his cock entered me deeper. I sighed,"ahhhhhh, fuck..." drifting off to a place of pure pleasure, "oh my god, your cock feels so good, keep going" Marcus pulled my legs up and rested them on his muscular shoulders, my ankles were by his head now. He began sinking more of that beautiful straight thick black poz cock into me. I was in heaven, as he filled me up, stretched my hole and finally rested on my prostate causing me to precum onto my stomach. He was looking down when the precum poured out,"did you cum?" Marcus asked. "No, your cock is hitting my prostate and making me precum," I explained. Marcus smiled,"damn, I didn't know a guy could get wet from being fucked. You sure you're okay with me cumming in you? I don't want you to regret this or freak out when I get close to blowing my load like some of my girlfriends. It's caused me to kinda panic now during sex." I looked at him directly in his eyes, "Marcus, I'm on PrEP, and even if I wasn't, you're undetectable. I've never had anything in my ass feel this fuckin good, if you don't cum in me, I'll be mad! I want you to use my hole, and don't look back, fuck me hard and cum in me as much as you want." He smiled and I could see the worry leave his face completely. He slide his hands down to my hips and started to pull out slowly til his thick cock came out, he was looking down watching his fat cock go all the way in, then all the way out of my tight wet hole. I felt like, from the waist down, my body was being jerked off. I felt pleasure all over my sweaty skin and deep inside my bowels as his huge cock fucked in and out of me. I began to stroke my cock, using the copious amounts of precum Marcus was milking out of me as lube. He even reached down and jerked me for a minute as he purposefully pushed his dick deep into my prostate and forced more precum out. He collected it in his hand and brought it up to his face and sniffed it,"smells like sex," he said right before licking it all out of his hand. He started to really fuck me now, his cock was pounding my ass so hard, we could hear the "thwap thwap thwap thwap" of his hips hitting my ass as he drove his monster into me. He was breathing hard and sweat was pouring off of his body. His muscles were tight and straining as he fucked his rod into my guts. I could tell he was getting close to cumming and I didn't want him to start feeling self conscience about breeding me, so while I stroked myself, coming closer to my own orgasm, I commanded him,"awww yes, fuck me Marcus. I want you to blow that big load of cum deep inside me. Shoot that poz load hard into me. I want to feel it blasting my insides." I think that did the trick, he was mumbling,"oh oh oh I'm gonna cum, oh fuck I'm gonna cum man, I'm gonna cum." I retorted back to emphasize how much I wanted it,"do it, breed me, breed my pussy, cum in me Marcus, I want you inside me." "AHHHHHH FUCK! I'm cumming! AHHHH I'M FUCKING BREEDING YOU! TAKE IT! Take it!" I felt his cock swell and pump and blow his load deep inside me, watching and feeling him explode inside me turned me on so much that I started cumming too. I shot cum past my head onto the wall, and began shooting cum onto my face and chest, he continued to fuck me as I was cumming. He looked down at me with my mouth open in ecstasy as I climaxed all over myself and started pounding my hole harder and faster than he was before. My body was a rag doll being fucked by a mechanical being, it felt like his body became a robot with no loss of energy and all the strength of a machine endlessly pounding my ass. I didn't know what was happening at this point, I just let him do what he wanted, it still felt good, as I was coming down from my orgasm, I didn't care what he did to me. In about two minutes of this renewed power fucking he slammed deep into me and screamed,"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" as he unloaded yet another load into my ass mere minutes after his first load. The machine was gone, and he melted down onto me. He rested his elbows on the wooden bench I was laying on. My legs still on his shoulders and were now against my chest, his forehead rested on mine and his cock was still buried inside me. Marcus was trying to catch his breath, but forced himself to say,"thank you, thank you, thank you." Then he kissed me on the lips. "Truly, that was the best fuck I've ever had. I guess it was my first REAL fuck to be honest. I can't tell you how much that meant." He kissed me again, this time he forced his tongue into my mouth and we made out. He slowly let my legs go and slide down and his cock gently slipped from me. I felt his cum leaking out. It felt good actually. It all felt good. We quietly got ourselves together, and gathered our things by the hot tub. We walked up the steps toward the apartment. On the way up, I broke the silence,"Marcus, that was amazing, it was something I've never quite experienced either, and I loved it, but that's all it has to be. This one time, we did this thing, and it's just between the two of us. I'll never tell anyone and I don't want to lose you as a friend." We were at the apartment door now, he said,"I know. I trust you." He paused a minute and put his hand behind my head around the back of my neck,"you really gave me a gift no one ever has before and I won't ever forget that." He gave me a quick kiss again, opened the apartment door and said,"maybe it won't just be a one time thing."

Sorry in advance if this 'particular' piss topic is not for everyone. But here we go: I absolutely love drinking piss, whether the piss is fresh or stale, or if it's coming from the tap or from the public urinal, I enjoy them all! Recently, I've been curious about trying those trucker bombs but not too sure about where to find them. I know they can be found along the highway road, but it might be hard to spot them when you're in the car driving. Will there be a higher chance of finding them at rest stops? And for those who might not know what a trucker bomb is, it's basically a plastic container (could be a milk jug or a water bottle) that the trucker pisses in while he is driving his truck.

I have been seeing my man for almost 12 months now and the sex is still as hot as that first night downstairs in his kitchen... I get on well with his 3 kids and they tolerate me around the house from time to time and all is going good with us. Let me give you some background I'm 39 yrs old, I'm a chub man and pref to bareback btm during sex. I do however have a very soft spot (not so soft sometimes) for twinks and love to sink my cock into their tight pink pussies if the opportunity ever arises. My boyfriend is 40, he's a total top, nice hairy body and of average build, his cock is well above average and comes in a little under 8" when fully hard. He is a rough lover and makes me moan in pleasure anytime we get naked. He was married to a woman for nearly 10 yrs before she caught him cheating with another man, they are divorced for almost 10 yrs now and their relationship is much better, she has moved on and she's happy he's able to be himself now. They had 3 children during those 10 yrs, a son and two daughters. The girls are 15 (twins) and their son, Dean, just turned 18... My boyfriend and I have an understanding; in the last 12 months both of us have been with other guys but just for a quick fuck or a one night stand, we are not living together but I spend almost every weekend at his house when his kids aren't around as we are naked most of that time and he spends 2 or 3 nights at mine during the working week. We are both in the medical profession and work shifts so our time is precious. Just getting started.... more to come!

Losing my Virginity in so many ways! (Part 1) I made it through my small town high school never drinking or doing any drugs. But after I started college in a big city alcohol and drugs were easy to find. I began drinking, but was not a big drinker for fear of losing my lean body to a beer gut. I should tell you about myself, my name is Adam. I am 18, just shy of 6 feet tall, a slim 175 pounds with dirty blond hair and green eyes which most people tell me are mesmerizing. I have a 27” waist which makes me 8” cut cock look much bigger then it is, and I am gay. I have known I was gay ever since I was 10 when I had a crush on my best friend. The knowledge of my sexuality was one of the reasons I chose to attend a college in the city. More guys like me to choose from for my first time. Yes I am a virgin, I have never kissed a guy let alone have sex. When you live in a small town, you dare not be discovered for fear of being ridiculed. Having a father who was the local minister didn’t help, but now I am a few hundred miles away with no one from my home town here with me. I had only been away at school a few weeks when the Labor Day weekend was approaching. Since my suite mate was heading home for the weekend after class on Thursday, I decided I was going to stay on campus and hopefully find my “first”. I was very curious to try all I could over the long weekend. Little did I know I was going to get more then I was seeking. As soon as my suite mate left I hoped on line to see what I might be able to find. I had hear about a web site called Manhunt and quickly joined. After I created my profile I posted a couple pics I had with the most revealing pic being me in my speedo from my high school swim team. Within minutes of my profile being posted I was getting hits like you would not believe. All ages and types of guys sent me messages. So many that I was able to be picky at who I responded to. I decided I wanted someone older and more experienced so I could learn from him as much as possible and there he was! He was 25, 6’ 2” tall, lean, muscular build, hung with 9” and cut like myself. He listed he had experienced a lot sexually and was open to everything from mild to the wild. He sent a simple message welcoming me to manhunt and asking me what a cute college guy like myself was doing on line. I wasted no time in telling him and being direct that I was looking to lose my virginity. He hit me back with an instant message so we could chat directly. He told me his name was Brandon. He asked me all kinds of questions like what I was looking to do, what I wanted to try and what I was willing to try. I told him that I was open to everything he wanted to show me as long as we played safe. He asked when I was available and how long I was willing to spend with him. I had one class on Friday that was canceled this week due to the holiday weekend and the fact that everyone was heading home Thursday, everyone that is except me. He asked me about my drinking habits and if I ever tried drugs before. I was honest with him that I had only started to drink recently since I started school but was curious as to what drugs he might be talking about. I was curious as to why some people like to use drugs and what they got from drugs. Brandon told me that there are some drugs that enhance sexual pleasure. He asked if I might be willing to try these with him this weekend. My curiosity got the best of me and I found myself answer with a “FUCK YES”. We made plans to meet and I found out that he did not live that far from campus. That sounded good to me, and I was out the door in seconds and on my way to his place. After a short 10 minute walk I was at his apartment, rang the buzzer and was buzzed in the building. I went up the 3 floors to his apartment and knocked on the door. His pics did not do him justice. I was greeted at the door by this Adonis of a man. I knew this was the man to take me to new places and show me all that I wanted to learn. We shook hands and he showed me around. He had a nice apartment. He told me he was a grad student at my school. He had originally planned to head out of town for the weekend, but when he saw me on line, he decided to stay and wanted to spend the weekend with me. He had me hooked from the moment I saw him. I sat down and he offered me a soda. As we sipped out sodas and chatted. He knew I was a virgin and I expressed some concern about getting fucked for the first time, I had heard that getting fucked for the first time would hurt like hell, but he assured me he that he knew how to fuck me so it would not hurt. He asked me again was I sure I wanted to experiment with drugs. I figured what the hell, I might as well try them, if I don’t like them I will never do drugs again. I will at least be able to say I tried them. Brandon said, “All right then” as he leaned in and kissed me. This was my first kiss and it was fantastic. The more we kissed and made out the more comfortable I felt with Brandon. As we continued kissing, Brandon slowly moved his hands all over my body, touching places I never thought were sexual and before I knew it my shirt was on the floor and my shorts were sliding down my legs. I was sitting there only wearing boxers. Brandon broke our kiss and asked if I was sure I wanted to try some drugs. I was so comfortable with this guy. I felt that there was no way he wouldn’t do anything to hurt me. I simply said “Yes.” He then reached over to the end table and pulled out a small toiletry bag. He opened it and pulled out a couple of pills, one small white one and another that was oval and blue. He told me to swallow the pills and drink all the rest of my soda. I asked, “What are these?” “The blue one is a Viagra and the white one is an Ecstasy.” I had heard about Ecstasy and knew that this would make me super horny. Before I swallowed down the pills I reminded Brandon that I would only play safe with condoms. He just told me to take the pills. I popped both pills in my mouth and downed the rest of my soda. Brandon said “Now let’s get down to business” as he led me to his bedroom. As we stood up I began to feel very strange, warm all over and very horny. We reached his room as he kissed me and pushed me to my knees. I was face to face (or should I say face to cock) with his crotch. He looked down at me and asked, “What do you want?” “I want to suck your cock.” “Then open my shorts and suck my cock.” I reached up and my hands were shaking. I am not sure if they were shaking cause I was a little nervous or cause of the drugs, but they were shaking. I removed Bandon’s shorts and wasted no time in licking his cock. He placed his hand on the back of my head, guided me as I began to suck his cock. Brandon knew this was my first time with another guy and he was very patient and gave me advice as we went along. The first time his cock hit the back of my mouth I almost puked, but as I listen to what he told me I did better and soon was deep throating him with ease. He soon had me stand up and we got on the bed and he laid down on his back and I on top of him and I was sucking him as he was sucking me. I was starting to feel better and better as we continued our sucking when all of a sudden he stopped and began to lick down my shaft and took my balls in his mouth. The sensations were unbelievable as he sucked and licked my balls. My cock was so hard I thought it was going to explode. Then something happened that sent me to the moon. Brandon began to lick my ass hole. OH MY GOD! I couldn’t continue sucking his cock and began to moan and writhe in pleasure. Brandon asked if I was ok, all I could say was “I’m great.” He then had me get off of him and lay down on my back as he lifted my legs and resumed licking my hole. I felt as if I was floating and the pleasure was unbelievable as Brandon continued to lick my ass. He then started to work his way back up my body as he licked my shaft, sucked the head a bit, then up mu flat abs, across my chest, licking and nibbling on my nips before kissing me deep and passionately. When he broke the kiss he asked me “Are you enjoying yourself? Do you like the X and G?” “What is G?” “I put GHB in your soda, it relaxes you and helps you get hornier then you are able to with the Ecstasy alone.” “Oh yea, I’, liking the drugs.” “You ready for the next step kid?” “I am all yours, whatever you want to do I am ok with.” “Are you sure?” “Oh yeah, I am very sure. You haven’t done me wrong yet.” “All right then, you want to try my sling?” All I could say was “Sling?” To be honest I wasn’t sure what he was talking about, but I was game for anything. We got up and he pulled this bag out of his closet and in s short time had this contraption set up. He showed me how to get in it and I was quickly sitting in the sling. He showed me where to put my legs and before I knew it he had them restrained in straps along with my arms. I had no problem with what he was doing; this guy wouldn’t do anything that would hurt me. As I sat there in the sling I could feel the drugs were warring off and Brandon seem to sense that as well. He looked down at me at and said “It’s time to kick this party up a notch. You ready to try something a little stronger?” I simply nodded and he ran back to the living room to grab his little toiletry bag and asked again “Are you sure about trying something a little stronger?” “HELL YES!” He then pulled out a needle filled with white powder. I started to get scared, what had I agreed to here. He added some water and then pulled out some rubber strips that he fastened around his bicep and mine. “Hey, I am not sure about this Brandon.” “I asked you twice and you said yes, not just yes, HELL YES. Now there is no turning back. I know you will like this and we will have a great weekend.” “Brandon I want to go home, I don’t want to do this anymore.” As I said this I realized I had not asked this guy his HIV status. “You never told me what your HIV status is?” “You never asked, it’s listed on my profile along with the fact that I only fuck raw, no condoms. It’s too late bitch, now you will learn when you agree to something you follow through with it. You told me you wanted to try everything I wanted to show you and now you will.” I watched as the needle was stuck into my arm, I watched as he pulled back on the plunger and drew back a little bit of blood, I watched as the bloody fluid disappeared into my vein and I watched as he pulled the rubber off my arm. Warmth quickly washed over my body. As Brandon leaned in and kissed me I felt as if I could not breathe then suddenly coughed into his mouth. I heard a ringing in my ears and when are kiss broke I was a new man, a different man, a man wanting sex any way I could get it. “How’s my little bitch now? You ready for me to impregnate you with my DNA?” “Fuck me please, I need it, I need to be fucked.” Brandon moved back between my legs and lubed up my hole. He had Crisco there and was using that to lube my hole. I am not sure how many fingers were in me, but it all felt so damn good. I looked down between my legs and it looked like he had 4 fingers in my hole and was looking to try and stick his fist in me. He must have seen the look on my face when he told me, “Not to worry my little piggy, you’ll be taking a whole lot more inside this ass before I am done with you.” He pulled his fingers out and slid his raw cock in me in one full stroke. Man did it feel incredible. This stud started fucking me like he knew I needed. All I could do was moan as Brandon fucked me, easy to start with but this was not what I wanted or needed. “Fuck me, fuck me hard, breed me.” Did I just say that? Brandon wasted no time and started to pound away at my hole. It felt so good being fucked. He would slam into me hard, the sling would swing out and I would slam back on his cock before he drew back and slammed into me again. This went on for what seemed like an eternity, but in reality was 30-45 minutes. Brandon began to fuck in quick, short strokes as his breathing picked up. He looked me in the eye and asked “Are you ready to be impregnated? Are you ready for my DNA?” “Yes I am.” “Beg for is bitch.” “Please impregnate me, give me your DNA.” As he continued to look me in the eye, he began to breathe heavier and roared out that he was cumming. As I felt his dick pulse inside me I knew my life would never be the same. I loved the sex, I loved the drugs and the weekend had only begun.

After 15 months on PrEP my eGFR was fluctuating between 58 - 63 and I went off it for 3 months. eGFR recovered to ~73. I went back on PrEP and it dropped again, hovering around the 60 mark, however I stayed on PrEP but had some scans to check for possible pre-existing renal conditions or damage. All good. Eventually I had a proper GFR test. My estimated GFR on that day was 63; actual was 84. All other health indications are good (excellent blood pressure) so I've been given the ok to stay on PrEP (with 3-monthly kidney bloods). During this process one of the PrEP specialists remarked that the protocol required a minimum eGFR of 60 prior to going on PrEP; they knew most people's eGFR would take a hit of 5-15 points when starting PrEP. My eGFR is also all over the place - I've had a low of 57 and high of 70 when on PrEP, but too few readings before I started to know if that's "normal" for me. Definitely not being properly hydrated is a factor in some of my low readings, but after all is IS just an estimate and the specialist I saw said it can vary by the hour.

then my boyfriend came home and fucked me using the two loads as lube.............

Dr says I’m fine and not to worry I have a physical annually. Cholesterol is low, CRP is .02, no inflammation. I eat fish and poultry, no red meat, blood pressure is normal. No Ed or other health issues do have a history of kidney stones at 6ft, 160lbs, runner for 40 years and average 30 miles a week. Dr says I’m fine and when I mentioned nephrologist he commented that a nephrologist would not see me until my eGFR was below 50

Hey all...sorry its been a loooong time since Ive been on...so...long story short I was locked up in juvee for the past 9months ...nothing horrible...just got caught up with a couple guys I really shouldn't have been with (drug stuff)...anyway...I got caught and yeah...so anyway here I am...ankle bracelet and all lol...cant really leave the house for a couple months . Blah...whatever. Ok so...how everything ended up happening is a looong story so I wont go into how it all started and stuff...lets just say it's probably not the first time Jerrod (my case worker/PO) has done this . Anyway, every Thursday morning at 9:30 I was scheduled to meet Jerrod for an evaluation (side note, after a while on Thursdays I never used to wear undies cuz it was easier lol). Everything started out "normal" as usual...he'd ask me all the questions he had to ask and he'd write everything down and blah...and then like clock work when he finished writing in my file I would drop to my knees in front of his chair and rub his crotch and unzip his pants and pull out his cock...ugh fuck I loved his cock...it wasn't like huge huge, id say 7 maybe 7.5 or so, uncut pretty good thickness...tasted soo good tho mmm. then after a few minutes of doing that he'd stand me up and pull down my juvee issued sweats and turn me around and bend me over his desk...and while he was still sitting in his chair he would spread my ass and eat my hole out omfg it felt so good...ugh...then after that he would usually have me sit on his cock...id position it right on my hole and slide down on it really slow mmmm fuck yeah it felt soo good....then I would slowly start riding it up and down working his cock in my hole till I was loosened up....once I was opened up he would have me stand again and he would stand behind me and again push me over his desk and slide his cock up my hole again and fuck me as hard but as quietly as he could lol...god it was soo good....then sometimes he would do that till he nutted inside me or sometimes if we had a little more time we'd go over to the couch and we'd spoon or he'd lay me on my back....sorry for not a lot of detail but it all happened as quickly as possible and we really didn't have time to get into a lot lol...but fuck yeah feeling his cock pulse in my hole and feeling his hot cum squirt in my hole felt fuckin amazing omg....I swear sometimes I wished I could just go back into juvee just to see him again . anywho….again sorry for being so basic with my story but yeah...that's what happened for about 4 months

After years of only giving loads, I let myself get intentionally bred (pretty sure i had been stealthed a time or two) for the first time last weekend. I just got home from Hawks after taking two loads and giving two loads today. I just had my first noticeable cum fart walking up the steps into the house.

That's good bitch

Ah babe, i think you are over thinking it when you think you say it "...feels like I failed the Top by spoiling his expectation of enjoying a long fuck...." my experience from when i was married is that orgasm control is in the mind (i trained myself never to cum before my wife). Of course, i'm gay and a sub bottom, so that may have added to my ability to control myself lol. my point is i think these guys were very turned on mentally and emotionally, not just physically, and that triggered them. Yep, i'd say it's a compliment ;-). i'd be willing to bet that if you get repeat fucks with these guys, if they normally take longer, you'll get a longer fuck eventually. To me, it's never a fail when a Top cums.

Wow, I can’t imagine that second one being comfortable, especially if you got aroused. My experience with urethral inserts is that they become problematic over the long term because they become a vector for bacteria to invade the urethra. Also, no matter how polished or smooth they are, they eventually begin to irritate the urethral lining. But that’s just my experience with them; others may have different advice.

no good sex is always a 2 way thing and more so if with a partner

Dirty Latino bottom breeded by dirty white muscle beef

I feel my sole position in life is to take cum from any man that needs to cum. He can shoot it into my mouth or deep in my ass. I don’t have a preference where.

Last night, one of my regulars who just got out of a stint in jail took me to his buddy's off-grid camp and whored me out to his buddy and his bitch...I got loads from the two hung tops, but the hung bottom bitch couldn't cum, even though he gave me a good pounding. The bitch was still sucking both dicks hoping for a 2nd round miracle when i called it quits, thinking I was exhausted... Until one of my fav tops said he was 30 minutes away and to get ready. So I did.. all set for some fun... but turns out we're both at the end of our energy for the night, so we watched some porn, he jerked off, and when he was ready to blow, he rammed it into me and gave me every drop. If anyone else wants to come ram their cock into me just as they're cumming, I'm game.

Chapter II We seemed to have a perfect relationship. Both working at jobs we loved, great place to live, wonderful times together, sex that was out of this world for us both. We loved watching porn and then somewhat recreating it together, although we were now at a point where all we watched was BB porn, we still used condoms with each other. It was a dream come true. We were now both out of school and working for about 2 years now. Going smoothly. My nursing job was at a clinic that catered to mostly gays. We had a few friends, not many, but plenty for us as we were not partiers anyway and only a few drinks here and there. Just nice comfortable and easy going lifestyle. Then one day, Nigel, stopped to pick up a new dvd for us to watch. Don't remember the title, but he had thought it was just another BB movie for us to enjoy. It was a Friday night, so it was kind of our 'date' night. We went out to eat, then to a club to have a quick drink and dance a little and say hi to a couple of friends. Then home to watch the movie and make love together. We got home and fixed a couple of drinks and went to watch our new vid. It started out basically like most, a somewhat boring uninteresting meeting of a couple of guys. They went back to one of their places for all intents and purposes for hot sex. Mainly the usual French kissing as they disrobed each other next to the usual almost bare bed. Then the usual groping of each other and both ending up in a 69 with probably the top being on top of course. Somewhat boring to this point other than both men were built and damn hot looking. As per usualy the top having the bigger of the two cocks, lol. Then slowly, the top withdraws his cock from the bottom's mouth and keeping his on the other cock, slowly turns around. Then withdrawing his mouth off of the bottoms cock, crawls between his legs and lifts them up over his shoulders. Then the top starts to rim the bottom to get his hole lubed with spit only. He gets a little verbal at this point telling the bottom he is going to BB him and dump his load up his ass. The bottom seems to love it and says do me. Then as the top takes his tongue out of the bottoms ass, he lowers it down till he can look the guy in the eyes and tell him to get ready. As he moves forward to impale the bottoms hole the camera pans around till it appears to be the viewpoint of the bottom watching that huge cock come towards him. There, just above the tops, cock is THE TATTOO. A biohazard symbol that we all know the meaning of. Nigel and I gasp and look at each other. This was something we had never contemplated at all, Nigel whispered that he had no idea what this movie was. The toxic cock begins to enter the bottom and the camera angle changes again to let us see the entire length going in. The top hesitated only a few seconds and then begins to pount the bottoms hole as fast and hard as he can. This goes on for about 15 minutes until the top suddenly drives deep and tells the bottom he is coming and pozzing his ass good. No pulling out and coming mostly on the bottoms ass and then reinserting like so many other vids do. All the toxic cum deep inside and then just a few drops dripping out when the cock is withdrawn. Both top and bottom have huge smiles on their faces when done and then the vid is over. Nigel and I look at each other in disbelief, but when we both look down we see that we are both hard as a rock. We soon are making out and then I put on a condom, like normal and I fuck him hard and don't stop till i have dumped two loads in the condom and Nigel has also cum twice. We then fall asleep in each others arms after one of the hottest fucks we had ever had.

Oh Fuck Yes ! Yes ! the sight of Blood - Raw Fucking - Poz Dicks covered with Blood - being High - Bondage - Whores - every turns me on - anyone else ? videos ? bring the cruel condoms on !

https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/breeding-a-married-daddy-39441601

PART 11 There I stood, naked from the waist down in only a T-shirt. My legs were still a little rubbery from balancing myself while the last guy had fucked me. And my dick was still rock hard. The adrenaline and endorphins kicking thru my 18 year old body, combined with the raunch of where I was with all this porn and the smell of cum all around me, knowing guys are getting off in the booths around me, was almost too much to take. My senses had long since gone to overload. It was like being starving and then getting to eat at the best buffet you could imagine. And even though my legs felt like jelly and my hole was already a little sore, I couldn’t shut it off, that feeling of needing cock and cum. And now here I was, with multiple loads already in me, standing naked in front of a total stranger. Thru the glare off the screen I could get a decent look at him as we sized each other up. He was definitely in his 40’s and tall, really tall. And very thin. He was mostly balding and had his hair cropped very short, which combined with his mustache just made him extra hot to me. This time it was me thst closed the distance as I reached out and stroked his cock thru his pants. “Still hungry?” He whispered. Without a word he tugged my shirt off and then he slipped his shirt off and his pants. We were both totally nude in the booth. And now seeing him naked, I just wanted him more. He had to be st least 6 4” and something about how thin he was just made him sexier. And then there was his cock. It was gorgeous. He was more than half hard already and I could see a perfect cut cock, at least 8 inches with a nice prounounced head and just the slightest upward arch along the thick shaft. And his massive balls hung low as they sagged below. I began to slide to my knees but he stopped me. “Turn around boy. Bend over and show me that ass,” he whispered in my ear as he spun me around. I put my knees up against the bench and spread myself wide for him. I could sense as he slid down on his knees, putting his face level with my ass. “Fuck yeah” he whispered, “look at that hole. All that cum. Fucking hot boy.” I responded by trying to spread even wider and pushing my ass out. I felt him gripping my ass cheeks and then his beard as it brushed my ass cheek. And then he was rimming my hole, even more than that, he was devouring it. I bucked uncontrollably as he held me in place. I am sure I made noise as I gasped and sighed as my body shuddered while he made love to my hole with his mouth. The way he teased and licked and literally fucked my hole with his tongue was almost beyond what I could take. It felt so good, and with my hands holding me up, my hard cock just swayed in the air leaking precum as I ground my ass back. Then he was up and I could feel him as he bent over me. I felt his hot breath against my neck as he spoke to me. “How old are you boy?” I whispered my age back. “18 and in an adult book store getting fucked. And taking loads. You horny little fucker.” “It’s my first time here. I just... I really like getting fucked and the guys didn’t want to use condoms so I...” i drifted off, unsure what to say. The whole time I could feel his cock resting in my ass crack, driving me crazy. “I don’t like condoms either.” He whispered as he breathed hot and heavy in my ear. “That’s ok. I don’t... I don’t like them either. You can cum in me.” I whispered urgently, my need for cock overpowering me. “Yeah. You fucking like having a guy cum in you don’t you? I have a huge load for you. Do you want it? Do you want me to cum in you?” He asked as he grinded against my hole. “Yeah. I fucking want it please. You can cum in me please.” I practically begged. And now his hand was down there and I felt the pressure of that hard cock as it forced my hole open. “Yeah open up for me. Open up that hole.” He whispered as he drove his cock into me. I concentrated on relaxing my hole as he worked it open. With all the cum me cocks I had already taken, it wasn’t long before my hole blossomed for him and he began to fuck me harder. Leaning over me again he whispered “what’s your boy?” I managed to whimper out my name. “Chris, you have such a hot right hole. I want to fuck it again. I’m gonna leave you my number to call me when you need more cum. Do you want my cum? Want me to cum inside you Chris?” “Please. Please cum inside me. I want it. I want it so badly.” I did beg this time. “It’s such a big load Chris. My balls make so much cum. I want to flood you so bad. Is it ok that I have hiv?” He whispered in my ear. An electric jolt went thru me. I had a an hiv oositive cock inside me. A really big cock that was hitting me so deep and felt so good. And that breath against my neck and in my ear and the feel of his hands pulling my hips back to meet his body. My body made the decision for me. “It’s ok.” I whispered so quietly I wasn’t sure he heard me. Then he kissed my neck. “I’m gonna give you my load in a few seconds Chris. And I’ll be in you forever. You want that fucking cum Chris? Want me to shoot my load inside you?” He said thru clenched teeth. “Please! I want it I want it I want your cum.” And I did. I was pushing back bf when he gripped my hips extra tight I pushed back hard to make sure that cock was as deep in my guts as it could be when the first jets of cum pulsed out of the head. “Fuck yeah, take it chris. Take that fucking load.” He grunted as he bucked and jabbed his cock deeper with each throb of his cock. I clenched and pulled at his cock with my hole, trying to milk every drop out. As his orgasm subsided and he came down, he slowly slid out of me. We were both silent as we dressed. Then he handed me a piece of paper. “That’s my number Chris . My place is only a few minutes away. When that hole needs more cum, you call me, ok?” Taking the paper I nodded. Looking closely at me, es asked quietly, “are you ok with that poz cum inside you right now Chris? No regrets?” I was nervous as hell but I wasn’t regretting it. “No...I... i liked it.” He smiled and ruffled my hair. “Don’t make me wait for that hole. I want it again. Soon! And call anytime. No matter what time it is, when you want my special cum, you just call Rich” And then the door was open and he was out and the door closed again. I wasn’t sure my legs would work to get me to the parking lot. Finally, I took a deep breath and opened the door and walked out. As I wobbled out, the clerk looked at me and winked. I had been there over an hour and had taken four loads. And Ted.... he had told me he had hiv and I still couldn’t stop. And now I had his number. He was so hot. Safe in my car, the reality hit me and I got the shakes a little. I was 18 and had just had unprotected sex it’s four guys and one for sure has hiv. And Ted was so hot and his cock as perfect. And when he can his cock throbbed so hard it felt like it must be pumping jets of cum. And he told me to call anytime. Like he knows I can’t resist him. All of this rushed thru my head. And I knew even then, I was gonna call ted. It was just a matter of how long i could hold out. And the bookstore, oh I was going to be there a lot.

PART 7 The next day, I relived the experience at Tim’s. I had almost no regrets. The hiv thing scared me, but not enough to keep me from already looking forward to more. I thought about what had happened after we had fucked. Tim really seemed to like fucking me. He asked me again about the hiv thing and reminded me that In the moment, I had not only been ok with it, I had asked him for it. For his poz cum. Those words were going thru my head a lot. I knew I had said it. And the words had a weird effect on me now the next day. They scared me and made me hArd. It was totally messing with me. And I was still totally getting the “stop doing this, this is crazy” messages In my brain, but I had jerked off three times in the last 18 hours since his cock had ejaculated into me. And I was still horny. I wanted him, even still a little sore, I wanted to get fucked. By 8 that night, I was online and messaging Tim, but he wasn’t on. I waited and waited til almost ten. He must have been busy and I couldn’t just show up. I was so horny at this point, so eager to service him, to worship cock. I figured I would give it a few more minutes. My Dick was rock hard and sex was leading all thoughts. I didn’t see any hot guys on the site . I signed off and as I did, a thought occurred to me. I had driven by it many times and it was only twenty minutes Away, in the business district. I wasn’t even sure if the stories were true about the adult book store, that it was mostly a place for gay guys to hook up. Something about a maze of private video booths with 100 different pornos to pick from and that guys would go into the booths and fuck and suck. The owner of the place was gay and actually encouraged it. It sounded like an urban legend that was fake but what if it wasn’t? What if there were some hot guys, older guys like Tim, just there horny and looking to meet someone to fuck right there in the store? At 10:30 that night with a rock hard teenage cock and a hole that had just become addicted to raw man sex, it didn’t even seem like I had a choice. Even though I was literally so nervous I was nauseous, I was on my way. I was barely past my 18th birthday and on my way to my first adult book store, where I hoped that everything I heard was true and that I was on my way to meet a stranger I hoped would want to fuck me. I didn’t pretend or lie to myself. I wanted to get fucked by an older guy, no condom and no pulling out. And I wanted it so bad.

PART 6 I spent the whole drive over shaking I was so nervous. Over and over i told myself to just turn around and what what was I thinking risking so much? The first time I didn’t know til it was too late , but this was different. And I couldn’t pretend to myself it wasn’t. My hard cock and hungry ass were leading me, overpowering every thought I had to just get away! There was no hiding it, Tim had told me flat out. He was hiv positive, poz as he called it. And he didn’t use condoms. And he had no intention of pulling out. And I had seen that huge cock and knew how deep it could be when he came. And I had seen those giant cum producing balls. He had to shoot a massive load. He will fill me up with it, his sperm. His HIV positive sperm. Spurt after spurt, his cock all the way inside me erupting. And fear took more of a backseat. I was a horny as hell 18 year old that had just discovered bottoming and had done it with a hot experienced hung top. And he had fucked me bareback and cum in me my first time. I couldn’t help wanting more. And I knew how amazing Tim was, how he had made it feel so good, had made me so hungry for cock and so wanting to be a proud gay bottom. A bareback bottom now, on my way to see him again. Still shaking, I rang his bell and he answered obviously nude and obviously knowing it would be me knocking. “I’m so glad you are here. I have thought about that hot ass so many time these last few days. And the way that mouth felt on my cock. And the taste of your asshole. Wanna go straight up?” He welcomed me shutting the door. Nodding eagerlly at home he responded by leading me up to the room I had been in before. This time, I was tearing at my clothes, my cock like steel already and eyes focused on Tim’s already hard meat. Naked, I fell to my knees and licked the shaft from the base to the head, before swirling my tongue around the big mushroom head. Tasting precum, I lost my self and opened wide and took as much as I could. Concentrating on relaxing my throat, I tried to take more and more burn woukd gag occasionally and have to back off. I was trying my best to please him, to be a good cocksucker. “Fuck yeah”, he growled, “that’s so good. Suck that fucking dick. Get it ready. I’m gonna fuck you with it in about 30 seconds.” I grew every more eAger in my sucking, wanting to show my enthusiasm for what he said. “Get up, get on the bed on your back and pull your legs up,” he ordered as he reached for his lube and applied some to my hole and to his cock. Standing over me, his cock head an inch from my starving hole, he looked down and asked me, “what’s my boy want? Does my boy want me to put my cock inside him right now?” “Yes! Fuck yes”, I cried out. “There’s no condom on this cock”, he whispered as he began to tease my hole by rubbing the tip against it. “No condom. No condom.”, I repeated in an almost begging tone. He was driving me to the edge, making me want him so badly. “Should I pump all of my cum Into your hole when I shoot? Should I give you my sperm when we both know I am hiv positive? What do you want?”, he whispered as the pressure on my hole gradually increased. “I want you to cum in me, fill me up with it! All of it! PleAse just please fuck me til you cum!” I whimpered. With that, he pushed in and i I felt that piercing pain followed by a dull ache as my almost virgin hole tried to relax. He gently worked his big meat into me, slowly rocking his hips pushing deeper and deeper. Then starting to take longer strokes as my breath became gasps and I started losing myself to the sensations of pleasure in my hole. It wasn’t long til I was lost. The only thing on earth that mattered was Tim and his huge cock and me and my tight little hole. We were connected. Eyes locked, him grunting and huffing as I began to feel my breAth knocked out with every deep stroke. His ball were now slapping against me when he drove home and I reveled in knowing he was in me ball deep. I was taking all of him. Raw. He was pumping hArd and his thrusts began to pick up speed, his ups bucking erratically. I recognized this from last time and concentrated on trying to take every single bit of that cock inside me while squeezing and miliking it. “Fuck yes, squeeze that fucking cock Chris. Earn that load. Tell me you want it. Tell me you want my sperm in you.” He grunted. “Fucking please cum in me. Please cum in me. I want it in me. I want your cum all inside me. I won’t let it leak at all. Please!” I begged him. “Big poz load. Gonna give it to you. Fucking dump that cum deep inside you.!” He muttered between clenched teeth as he was slamming into me. “Yeah. Big load. Big poz load. Inside me. All of it. Poz load inside me. Poz load inside Me.” I just kept saying it. Then I felt it his pace grew ever faster and then he drove deep and collapsed onto me and i felt that huge rod pulse and throb as his sperm entered me and splattered into my guts. I squeezed and milked it and wrapped my arms around him to hold him insode me. The throbs slowly ebbed and he pulled back up and looked down at me. My stomach was covered in my own cum? I had shot without touching myself. He made no move to pull out and I made no attempt to back off it. Instead I looked up with a guilty grin and knew inside there was no way I could stop doing this. Getting fucked without condoms and taking Tim’s cum. It was like a drug. I was already hooked. What was I gonna do now? This is crazy! But fuck his cum is in me and that thought still scared me but it was turning me on more. A lot more.

I believe it is my duty to clean the cocks that plant their seed up my hole so I make sure I thoroughly clean up for every event As it happens I love the taste of my assjuices mixed with cum

I can't say exactly the number, at least 50. I had the privledge of living near a nature preserve that had been given the cruisest spot in America one year, the following year the website gave it cruisest spot in the world. (Probly why the raids started) One Sunday, I took a guy deep off the trails for quality time to a huge fallen tree. I was bent over it getting a royal pounding, taking a hit of poppers my mouth was filled with a cock, shortly after the guy fucking me blew and pulled out, the guy I was sucking blew a huge load, while swallowing another cock slammed up my ass, sweet, hot of poppers, I looked over my shoulder to notice a line forming, turned my head back to find another line in front of me. Cock after cock, load after load, I was in heaven. I had to be helped back to the car by a friend, we always spent our Sunday's at the nature preserve. On the way home he ask if I was up to stopping by our normal restaurant, nope, but let's run out to the rest area for dessert...

And in case you can't open PDFs, or you just prefer the moderator's writing style, here's the text version of the story (I'm sure the moderator will do his usual thorough editing job within a few days). Chapter 5 comes right after the five-way at Simon's place, and right after Simon says, "...you have more to learn, and I'm gonna teach you." ---- Five: The next few weeks were really great. Simon seemed to be having me over more and more, and having girls from the club over less and less. He always seemed happy to see me, and I was definitely happy whenever I saw him. I loved how he always dominated me, and how he made me feel like I was the only person in the world when we were together. I was also starting to get used to him inviting Jaime or the married stranger over to fuck me, too, although Simon was the one I really wanted. I knew it was wrong to do this to my boyfriend, and of course I knew there was a huge risk taking Simon's loads (and his roommate's) all the time, and that it might all catch up to me later. But later was later, and all I knew was, Simon was what I needed right now, and I think he needed me to, and I was happy when I was with him. Things with my boyfriend Todd were also better than ever, which made me feel guilty for cheating on him, but I was getting better and better at not thinking about it. Things were always so easy when I was with Todd, and I couldn't imagine not being with him. He was probably the one really decent person in my life, and even though he didn't always understand me, I knew he would do anything for me, and I felt like a better person when I was with him. The sex was never quite as passionate as that one night he'd fucked Jaime's cum into me (without knowing it), but it was still great, and I was always happy when I was with him, too. Anyway, Todd and I were on our way to an office party my company was throwing. Todd always came with me to these things when he wasn't working, so it was nothing special. Some of the partners at my company were openly gay, and everyone at work was pretty easygoing, so I was looking forward to a few drinks, a few laughs, a drama-free evening, and then a quiet night back at Todd's place. We got to my office building and walked inside, with Todd telling me all the latest updates on his family ranch back home, and about the torque (or something) on the new pickup truck his family had just bought. He seemed really excited about the whole thing, and he was fun to listen to when he got excited about something. We got up to the office party and saw some of my work friends, and we walked over and started talking to them for a minute. Then I left to get us some drinks, and I said hi to some of the partners, my boss Jackie, and her nephew Greg, who I hadn't met before. I got back to where Todd was talking to my friends, and I noticed that Joel, the office slut, had come out of nowhere and was laughing at something Todd had said, resting his hand "casually" on Todd's muscular arm. Joel had a reputation around the office for spreading his legs for just about anything that moved, including one or two of the delivery men, and possibly some of the partners, too. Joel was Asian, on the short side, had a great body and a cute face, and could be very…persuasive when he wanted something, which is why I didn't want him anywhere near Todd. I usually didn't follow office gossip, but I could tell, just by looking, what Joel wanted; and with my boyfriend's recent…history, I didn't trust the two of them together at all. I handed Todd his drink, and then politely but firmly steered him away from that group, and away from Joel. After that, I started to relax. We had a few more drinks, we talked to some more of my office friends, and I showed Todd off to some of the new people there. The mood was good, there was booze and music, and all was well. And then at the other side of the room, I saw Simon walk in. Everyone was listening to Todd telling another one of his farm stories, as my heart stopped beating and I had a quiet panic attack. Was I imagining this? I'd only had a few drinks. Why was he here? Was he going to tell my boyfriend everything? In front of all my co-workers?? Had my life of lies and deceit finally caught up with me? Or could this just be a weird coincidence, and he was here with someone else? I held my breath and stayed perfectly still, praying for this moment to just go away, wishing for Simon to just turn around and walk out, hoping beyond hope that he wouldn't see me…. Simon spotted me almost instantly and started walking directly toward me, with a maniacal grin on his face. What the hell was I going to do? I snapped out of my panicked paralysis and started looking for an escape route, but there was a table of food behind me, Todd next to me, and co-workers totally surrounding us, listening to Todd as he finished his story. The co-workers were starting to disperse, but not fast enough. In sheer desperation, I considered ducking under the table and running out the other side, but that would leave Simon alone with my boyfriend, to tell him who-knows-what? I finally decided to just stay put and try to think of a convincing story to tell my boyfriend, and hopefully get out of this thing alive. Simon finally got to where we were standing, walked right up to me, and slapped me hard on the shoulder. "There he is!" he said to me, like we were old friends. "Sorry I'm late!" "I—I didn't think you were coming," I said, completely honestly. I could see Todd had turned toward us and was probably waiting for an introduction. And Simon wasn't helping, he was just staring at me with that mischievous grin, obviously enjoying watching me squirm and suffer. I couldn't say he was a co-worker, because Todd knew everyone at work. "Todd, this is my…friend…from…growing up." From growing up? Was that seriously the best I could come up with?? "Nice to meet you, I'm Todd," my lover said. "How's it goin'? I'm Simon," my other lover said. God, was this really happening? These two people were never supposed to meet each other! "So you two went to school together?" Todd asked, totally normally. Maybe my lie had actually worked. "Sure did," Simon said, going along with my story with clear amusement, "and now I'm back in town. I can't believe you didn't find out about me before now!" I'm sure all the blood drained from my face at that point, but Todd was already on his third drink, which might have been the only thing that saved me. The rest of that conversation was incredibly…normal, with Todd and Simon making small talk, and only me seeming to realize how insane this whole situation was. Simon, always full of surprises, really hit it off with Todd, saying he had family in the Midwest, too (I had no idea if that was true or not), and talking about cars and power tools and things, which Todd loved. I realized I'd never seen Simon sociable like this before. He was like five different people in one. After a few minutes of Simon and my boyfriend bonding over "guy talk", Simon looked over at where my boss Jackie and her nephew Greg were standing, and asked me, "Hey, who is that fine Nubian queen over there?" Oh no, what was he doing? "That—that's my boss, but don't—" "I will talk to you two gentlemen later," he interrupted me, and started walking toward her. "No, you can't—" I said quickly, but he was already gone. Was this night really happening? First he introduces himself to my boyfriend, and now he's going to hit on my boss? This is not how tonight was supposed to go. I watched as Simon strutted up to Jackie and started talking to her, and I just hoped he wouldn't tell her he was with me. Then I saw both of them look directly over at me, and it was obvious he'd just told her. Why was he doing this to me?? I went back to talking to my boyfriend, who amazingly didn't seem to suspect anything. He actually seemed to really like Simon, which was just too much for me. I quickly waved some work friends over to talk to us and take my boyfriend's mind off Simon, and to hopefully make him forget about Simon altogether. After a few minutes of talking to my friends, I looked back over at Simon, and now he was leaning into my boss's ear and saying something funny, making her laugh. I turned back to my boyfriend, and Joel had once again shown up out of nowhere and was rubbing up on my boyfriend, so I had to separate the two of them again. Then I turned back to Simon, and now my boss was gone, and Simon was talking to my boss's nephew Greg, and making him laugh. This night could not be happening. I went back to talking to my work friends for a few minutes, and then when I turned back to Simon, he and Greg were looking right at me, and Simon was saying something into Greg's ear, and smiling devilishly. This could not be good. Then Greg started smiling, too, and then Simon was waving me over to them. I looked back at my boyfriend, and Joel had found his way back, and now he was putting a drink into Todd's hands, and Todd wasn't saying no. Well I could either keep Joel away from my boyfriend, or go over and see what Simon wanted. After some agonizing, I decided to walk over to Simon and Greg, knowing I'd regret it. "You know Greg," Simon said to me. I nodded at Greg. We'd met earlier. Greg was a little younger than me, in shape, and good looking. He had perfect white teeth, a neat haircut, and smooth mocha skin. "Greg's new in town," Simon explained, "and he doesn't know anybody yet. I told him I could help him out with that." Then Simon looked me up and down with a very suggestive look, and I knew exactly what he meant, but I couldn't believe it! He was pimping me out to my boss's nephew?? Then I saw the lusty smile on Greg's face, and I knew that's exactly what was happening. How had Simon found someone else to fuck me, literally 15 minutes after getting here? And how in the world had he singled out my boss's nephew, of all the people here? Simon took my arm and said, "Let's go for a walk." "What, now?" I asked, eyes wide. Simon nodded. "We can't, not here!" I protested. "My boss is here, and my boyfriend is right over there!" "I won't tell if you won't," Simon said with a smirk. "Will you tell?" he asked Greg. Greg shook his head, also smirking. "Then it's settled. Let's go, baby doll." Simon had never called me that in front of someone else before, and no one in my "regular" life knew I was sleeping around, until right now. This whole thing was totally wrong! But Greg already knew now, and if I put up a fight, Simon might tell Greg even more about what we'd been up to. So I took one last, mournful look back at my boyfriend, who I could see was now hopelessly under Joel's spell, and let Simon pull me away. The three of us walked to the end of one of the hallways, and into a corner office. I'd been so busy thinking about my boyfriend and Joel that I hadn't been paying attention to where we were going. "Wait, this is one of the partners' offices, we can't do it in here!" I said, but neither of them seemed to care. Simon closed the door (but didn't lock it), pulled me over to the window, and started grinding into my ass. "Wait, not by the window, someone could see us!" We were only a few floors up, and the parking lot was right outside. If someone left the party early and looked up…. Simon wasn't listening, though, and I could feel his hard-on pressing into me now. Greg walked up to me, lifted my chin up, and kissed me deeply, right then and there. I realized then that I hadn't kissed anyone except my boyfriend in three years, even with all this sleeping around I was doing. I'd just crossed yet another line, and with an almost complete stranger. While I was making out with Greg, Simon dropped my pants, then his, and then I felt his hard, bare cock pressing up against my skin. Then Greg bent me down, undid his own pants, and pushed his fat black cock into my mouth. Greg got hard fast, and soon I was choking on Greg's cock, with Simon right behind me, pushing my head further down and grinding his own cock against my ass. After a few minutes, Simon asked, "You ready to fuck him?" "Oh, yeah," Greg said. And with that, Simon stood me up, turned me around, and bent me forward again. I heard Greg spitting a few times, and then he started to push in. And there I was, bent over like a whore in one of the partners' offices, right in front of the window, with my neighbor's cock in my mouth, and my boss's nephew's cock shoving into my ass, at the company office party, with my boyfriend right outside. Was this really happening?? Greg slowly pushed all the way into me, and he was really stretching me out. He'd never asked about condoms, so I just hoped he was clean—although at this point I didn't even know if I was. When Greg was all the way inside me, he started slowly thrusting in and out and sighing, obviously enjoying the feeling. Meanwhile, Simon was deep in my throat, egging him on: "Yeah, man, open him up wide, make him your bitch, take that ass, fuck him real deep." "Oh, man, he feels good," Greg was saying as he fucked me harder, "fuck, this is just what I needed." He started really pounding me, and I struggled to take it. He didn't care, though, he just grabbed my hips and kept pounding me hard. And Simon obviously loved it. He kept encouraging Greg to fuck me harder, and telling me to "take that black dick in your slutty fuckin' hole, you fuckin' whore, your boyfriend's gonna know you just got fucked, for sure." After just a few minutes of Simon's nasty talk, Greg pounded me even harder, slammed all the way inside me, and held it there as he shot his load of unknown status deep inside me. As soon as he pulled out, Simon stood me up, shoved me right up against the same window I'd complained about before, and pushed in on Greg's cum. He fucked me hard as I looked down on the parking lot, hoping no one would walk out right then. "Oh, you dirty slut," he whispered into my ear, breathing hard, "taking all this dick with your boyfriend right outside. He's probably wondering where you are right now. Maybe Greg should go find him, and tell him to come join us? I think he'd like that." "No, don't!" I said, instinctively trying to push Simon off me, but he was way stronger than me, and after a brief struggle, he pinned my arms behind my back, pressed my face up against the window, and slammed back into me as hard as he could. "Or maybe I should tell all your friends out there you just took a load off your boss's nephew, right here in the partner's office!" he said with a maniacal laugh. "What does your HR handbook say about that, bitch boy?" I couldn't believe what he was saying to me. My friends had no idea what Simon and I got up to, they thought Todd and I were the perfect faithful couple. If people at work found out what a slut I was, I'd have to quit in shame—if I didn't get fired first. "Well what's it gonna be, boy?" he asked, with some really hard thrusts. I hoped he wasn't seriously making me choose. "Who do you want me to tell?" he asked, fucking me faster. "Your little work friends, or your boyfriend? And you better hurry, boy, 'cuz I'm about to bust my fuckin' nut." I still couldn't believe it. Is this why he'd come here tonight? "Ah, maybe I should just tell everyone. Then you'll have no one but me." Oh god, he really was making me choose, between losing my boyfriend and losing my job. Fuck, what had I done? I knew my lies would catch up to me eventually, but not yet, and I never thought Simon would turn on me like this! I'd known he was into some twisted games, and I'd known I was playing with fire, but fuck! "Oh, you feel so good, boy, I'm gettin' so close," Simon said. "I guess you want me to tell everyone, huh?" "My friends!" I blurted out. "Tell my friends." "Unh, just in time!" Simon said, slamming his cock into me. And as he pumped his hot load into me to mix with Greg's, I could tell from his voice and his moans that he was genuinely happy. Meanwhile, I felt like crying. My time at that company was probably over now, and all because I couldn't say no to Simon, just this one time. How had things gotten so out of control, so fast? Well at least if everyone was going to hear about me, they were going to hear about what a slut Greg was, too. That made me feel a little better. And I'd get to keep my boyfriend. Simon slowly slipped out of me and let go of my wrists, which were sore by now. We washed up in the private bathroom and straightened our clothes out, trying not to look like we'd just had a three-way at an office party. When we'd finished getting dressed, Simon walked right up to me. He took me by the chin and put his other hand around my waist, and dammit, when I saw the way he looked at me, like there was no one but the two of us, I couldn't stay mad at him, even though he was ruining my life, little by little. "That was so much fun, baby doll," he said to me, quietly, "I really liked that. I've fucked a lot of bitches," and now he was massaging my ear so gently, and I was closing my eyes and enjoying it, "but no one quite like you." And in that moment, I felt totally safe, and totally at peace with losing my job. I didn't need it, I could find a new one. All I needed was right here in front of me. "Well, my work here is done," Simon said, sounding satisfied, and letting go of my ear. "Oh, and uh, Greg here starts on Monday, so looks like you just met your new co-worker." "My…what??" I asked, suddenly panicked. I'd never slept with a co-worker before, and if I'd known Greg would be working here, there's no way in hell I would have cheated on my boyfriend with him! Oh no, it was all crashing down around me. My normal life and my cheating life were mixing together, and soon everyone would know what I cheater I was, and I couldn't do anything to stop it. Then I thought of something. "Wait, I thought you were…telling my friends about…." "Oh, that?" Simon said, laughing, like he was remembering a joke. "I said I wouldn't tell if you wouldn't, didn't I?" And then he was walking to the door. "Oh hey," he said from the doorway, "and tell your partners, great party." And just like that he left, with a big, stupid grin on his face. Greg gave me a wink and a pearly-white smile, then he was gone, too, leaving me alone in this office that wasn't mine, feeling relieved, angry, worried, guilty, and a thousand other things. I took a second to pull myself together, then looked out the window to make sure no one had seen us. I straightened up the office, double-checked myself in the mirror, and walked out. God, I might actually get away with this. Six: I walked back out into the party to look for my boyfriend, hoping no one had noticed me being gone for so long. My friends said he'd gone outside for some air about 15 minutes ago, and when I walked out there, I saw him with his hand on the wall, leaning up on, of course, Joel. This guy got points for perseverance, I'd give him that, but I wasn't letting this skeevy whore sink his hooks into my man, so long as there was life in me. "Come on, honey, it's time to go," I said to Todd, pulling him toward the car, and completely ignoring Joel. He'd clearly had a few more since I'd last seen him (thanks to Joel, no doubt), and he was stumbling a little. He fought me weakly. "No, let's stay," he said, eyes half-shut, "we've only been here for—" "Yeah I know," I said, cutting him off. "But that was more than enough time, apparently." For both of us, I thought. I got him into the passenger seat of the Mustang and drove us back to his place, stalling the engine a few times as I tried to process everything that had just happened. We got inside, and he insisted on having another drink before he'd let me put him to bed. When we were finally lying down, he cuddled up next to me and held me in his strong arms, and at last I started to relax, and forget about that office party and everything that had happened. Then he said, "I like your friend Simon, why didn't you tell me about him before?" Fuck. "He…just got back into town," I said, trying to remember what story Simon had made up. "Oh really?" Todd said. "He seems pretty cool. We should all hang out sometime." No, no, no, I thought, if I could just get Todd to go to sleep, maybe he wouldn't remember any of this in the morning, he'd forget he'd ever even met Simon, and everything could go back to the way it was. "I'm in the mood," I said, hoping to change the subject, "I wanna suck you off, baby." It wasn't really true, but if it meant distracting him till he passed out, I would take one for the team. I started rubbing his cock through his boxers, and that seemed to do the trick. He stopped grilling me about Simon, started getting hard, and breathed onto the side of my face. Oh, the booze was strong with this one. I got him on his back, slid down his boxers, and started working on his cock. He got totally hard and started moaning. My plan was working. I hated playing my boyfriend like this, but if he found out about Simon, it was all over, and I was not letting that happen. After a few minutes, my mind started drifting back to the office, and the unexpected pounding I'd taken there. That was way too risky. I couldn't do anything like that, ever again. But Greg was really fine, and I'd liked feeling him stretch me open. And I loved how much Simon had enjoyed the whole thing, even if he had tormented me evilly. Then I noticed I was completely hard, and realized I still hadn't cum yet today. So I took my briefs off and started stroking, as I kept working on my boyfriend's cock. My boyfriend had stopped making noises, and I was pretty sure he was out cold, when suddenly he said, "Oh yeah, that feels so good, unh, suck me, baby, suck me." I guess I had more work to do. He kept going, "Oh, you're so sexy, I want your body, I want to be inside you, we won't tell anyone." Hm, that was weird. Everyone knew about us already, didn't they? "I want to be inside you, I want to fuck you, Joel." What??? Did he just say he wanted to fuck Joel?? Joel, that slimy, slutty, backstabbing skank from the office who couldn't wait five minutes before loading my boyfriend up with liquor and luring him outside for some "alone time"? Something about hearing my boyfriend say Joel's name while I was sucking his cock, made something snap in my head, and before I knew what I was doing, I was climbing up and sitting on Todd's cock, and riding him for all I was worth. You want to sleep around behind my back, you son of a bitch? I thought, as I bounced up and down on his cock angrily. You like Joel better than me? Well, two can play at that game. You feel all that cum in there? That's Simon's, your friend Simon's, your favorite pal Simon's. Plus a guy's who I just met today. That's right, you stupid fool, while you thought you were being so clever, chatting up the village bicycle when I wasn't looking, I was two feet away, getting loaded up by two strangers. Feel all their cum inside me! You wanted to fuck a skeevy whore? Well, you're fucking one!! And with that, I shot a hot, angry load all over Todd's chest and face, as I ground my ass onto his bare cock, making sure it was completely covered in Simon's and Greg's cum. After I came down, my first thought was, Oh god, what have I done?? My cum was all over Todd's sleeping face, and I had just exposed him to who-knows-what from Simon and Greg. All Todd had done was talk to someone he probably thought was just being friendly, and here I was, shoving his cock into strangers' cum without him knowing, for the second time! And I was the one sneaking around, not him or Joel! I had to get ahold of myself. Simon was turning me into some kind of deviant, and now I was dragging poor Todd into it, too. As I cleaned up the evidence of my shameful acts (for the second time that night), I promised I would never do anything like this ever again. Todd was totally innocent, he'd only had that one slip-up a few months ago, and I didn't really blame him for that. I had to start treating him better, and trusting him more, and stop tricking him into fucking other guys' loads into me. What happened with me and Simon had to stay totally separate. I had to get my life back under control! I finished cleaning up Todd, then I curled up next to him, and he put his strong arm around me again, making me feel safe. "That was great, baby," he said, and started snoring. How much of that had he been awake for?? No, that was silly, he was totally hammered and wouldn't remember any of this in the morning. I would keep my promise to be better to him, and to trust him more, and to keep my other life separate. I started to feel better about myself then, as my boyfriend held me in his arms, just like old times, and I knew everything was going to be alright. Then a text message came in on my phone. I knew I should just ignore it and go to sleep, but it could be important, and there was nothing wrong with…just looking, was there? I instantly regretted it. It was a text from Simon: "Ur bf and Joel make a cute couple, but Joel was being kinda shy, so I helped move things along a little, hope u don't mind ;-)" Joel, shy?? What had Simon done? What did "moving things along" even mean? Joel was moving things along just fine without anyone's help. And when had Simon even been alone with my boyfriend or Joel? Then I remembered Todd and Joel had gone to stand outside right around when Simon was leaving the party; had Simon run into them? I'd walked out just a few minutes after Simon, but then again, Simon only needed a few minutes to work his evil magic on people. I could feel my brief happiness evaporating, and my jealousy and worry coming back. What was Simon doing to me, and my carefully ordered life? Why did he always like to mess with my head? What was he planning for my boyfriend and Joel? And when would he stop springing surprises on me all the time? I had the feeling things were about to get a lot more complicated before they got simpler…. Seven: For the next week or so, I kept thinking about Simon's text, saying he'd "helped move things along a little" between my boyfriend and Joel. Was he trying to get my boyfriend to cheat on me (again), with Joel? I was starting to think Simon liked corrupting people just for fun, and my boyfriend was next on his list. I saw my boyfriend Todd a few times that week, and everything seemed the same as usual. He didn't bring up Simon, or Joel (or what I'd done to him after the office party). Maybe Simon wasn't going to mess with my boyfriend after all, and I had nothing to worry about? I went out of town for a couple weeks to see family, and with all the usual family drama and exhaustion, I completely forgot about Simon's text, and everything else. I was glad to get back, and glad to see Todd again. We went to dinner and a movie, then back to his place for some drinks and some reunion sex. After that, we cuddled, and I listened to him tell me about work. Then he said, "Oh, and I saw your friend Simon." I immediately tensed up, disguising it (badly) as a cough. "Really?" I said, trying to sound casual. "Um, how?" "Oh, I bumped into him at that office party, when I was standing outside, and he was leaving. We swapped phone numbers." Standing outside, with Joel. So Simon had talked to them both. Anything was possible now…. "Oh great," I said, "So what did you guys do?" "Well the first time, we went rock-climbing, and then we went to the shooting range…oh, and then on Thursday I helped him pick up a couch he got for his place." Oh no, I thought, they'd seen each other three times already. And of course Simon had waited till I was out of town, and out of the way. "Oh that's great, honey," I lied. "Yeah," Todd said, "he's a real cool guy. And a mean shot." My boyfriend was as good as gone, I thought. For the next few days, I went back to obsessing over Simon, his text, and what he was doing to my boyfriend behind my back. Simon, meanwhile, seemed happier than ever, and a few times, I heard him singing as he walked past my window. I hadn't seen him since the party, and I texted him to see if he was free (and to get some answers), but he always said he was "busy". Anyway, I was getting home from work, which had gotten pretty stressful since that office party, too—I kept bumping into my boss's nephew Greg, who had tag-teamed me in an empty office with Simon that night, and who had just started working there (in HR, of all places); and of course Joel, who was after my boyfriend. I got out of my car and walked to the lobby to check my mail. One of my neighbors was standing in front of his mailbox, reading his mail, and we smiled and nodded at each other. I opened my box, looked at my mail, threw the junk mail away, and…I noticed that my neighbor was staring at me. I looked up at him, and he had a dirty, lusty, mischievous smirk on his face—the same kind of smirk I'd seen on Simon and Greg at the party, right before they'd fucked me…. Did I know this guy? He was Hispanic, a little older than me, about my height, sort of nondescript-looking….After a second, I recognized him as my neighbor from across the hall. He'd moved in a few months ago. But that didn't explain why he was looking at me like that. "Hi," I said tentatively, not really sure how to break the ice. My neighbor didn't say anything at first, he just kept looking at my body like he owned it, and then he started chuckling in a strange way, like I was reminding him of a dirty joke or something. "Hi," he finally said, and it sounded a little sarcastic. Seriously, did I know this guy from somewhere else? He was starting to make me uncomfortable. He chuckled some more, then in his Spanish accent, he said, "I guess you don't recognize me, do you?" He kept smiling, and took a step toward me. In a quieter voice, he said, "Maybe you'd recognize my cock, hm? Maybe you'd recognize me if I were inside you, and you were…cómo se dice?…blindfolded?" And then it all made sense, and my heart stopped for a second, and I breathed in sharply. This was the married stranger who'd been fucking me at Simon's place all those times. This is what Simon had meant, when he'd said the married guy "might not be a total stranger" to me. He lived right across the hall! Oh no, I'd gotten fucked by someone in my building without even knowing it. And, I'd seen this guy's family. This was so fucked up. "That's right," my married neighbor continued, "it's me who's been fucking you. And your ass is amazing." Then, in his seductive Spanish accent, he whispered, "I've given you so much of my cum….But it's been a while since you let me fuck you?" "I was…out of town," I said, weakly. "Are you going to let me fuck that ass again?" he asked. I nodded obediently. What was I doing? "Good," he said quietly, with a big smile. "Come over tonight at eleven. You remember where I live?" I nodded again. "I'll leave the door cracked open. Don't knock. And don't wear cologne." I nodded a third time. He took another step toward me, leaned into my ear, and grabbed my ass. "I can't wait," he whispered, and then he walked off. I was in a daze for a few seconds. I'd finally seen the man who'd been fucking me all those times. And someone in my own building knew what I slut I was, and the kind of risky sex I had! I couldn't tell if I was more nervous, or turned on. Anyway, that night at 11 o'clock, I snuck out of my apartment, took two steps, and quietly pushed open my neighbor's door. He was standing in his kitchen with his shirt off, and he smiled at me, then reminded me to be quiet. I leaned the door closed again, then quietly walked over to the kitchen. As I got around the counter, I saw that my neighbor's cock was out, and hard already. He smiled as I walked toward him, then he pulled me in and kissed me, which surprised me. But he was a good kisser, and after a few seconds, I started to kiss back. He reached behind me and grabbed my ass with both hands, and his hard cock pressed against my stomach. Then he gently but firmly pushed me down to my knees, and guided his cock into my willing mouth. He was careful not to make me gag at first, but he eventually got his cock head all the way down my throat, until my nose was buried in his pubes. He sighed appreciatively. I had never done anything like this before—sucking off one of my neighbors, in his kitchen, with his family asleep in the next room…it felt so dangerous, and so slutty. I loved it. My neighbor pulled me to my feet, dropped my pants, turned me around, and bent me all the way over till I was grabbing my ankles. He could still see over the high counter, but I was completely out of sight. He slicked up my ass and his cock, then he slowly started to press in until his pubes were brushing up against my ass. I felt so full, but I held my breath so I didn't make any sound. Once he was in, he started to slowly fuck me, pushing his raw cock all the way in, then pulling almost completely out. He kept this up for a long time, and I could tell how much he liked it, and how focused on me he was. I wondered if he did this with other guys, or if I was the only one. I found myself getting turned on, thinking about him fucking other guys like this. Then he pulled me up and whispered in my ear, "You feel so good. I'm going to give you my leche soon, okay?" I nodded eagerly, begging him for it. I wanted his virile cum in me. I wanted him to own me. He pulled me in for another deep kiss, then pushed me back down till I was grabbing my ankles again. Then he started fucking me a little faster, careful not to slam into my ass or make any noise. It was hot knowing how much he was enjoying the fuck, and how much he wanted to just pound me, but hearing him stay perfectly quiet. After a few minutes of him fucking me fast, I felt him push all the way inside me and hold it there, and I felt his body jerk as he was racked with a powerful orgasm, as he held me there in place. I could tell he was holding his breath as he gave me yet another load of his married cum, and silently marking my ass as his again. After what seemed like a whole minute of him shooting inside me, he finally exhaled, and quietly caught his breath. He slipped out of my cummy hole, pulled up his pants, and gave me a big smile when I stood up and looked at him. He had obviously enjoyed our secret fuck as much as I had, and he looked totally satisfied now. I smiled back at him as I pulled up my own pants, then I let him walk me to the door. He gave me another deep, passionate kiss, and another squeeze on the ass, then he opened the door and let me out into the hallway. As I walked back into my own apartment, I thought how funny it was that this married stranger looked so basic and average in public, like your typical, ho-hum family guy. But after dark, when everyone was asleep, he was either over at Simon's place, slamming his raw cock into my cummy hole, or he was silently fucking me bareback in his kitchen, giving me load number who-knows-how-many, never once asking about condoms or status. And no one would have guessed, just by looking at him. It was so wrong…and so hot. As I drifted off to sleep that night, thinking about my neighbor's cum still inside me, I wondered if I was starting to like being a slut, instead of just going along with it because it was what Simon wanted. I had definitely enjoyed my neighbor fucking me in his kitchen just now; and if Greg hadn't been my co-worker, I wouldn't have minded having his fat cock inside me again. I didn't totally understand what was happening to me, but maybe I was finally turning into the slut Simon wanted me to be…. Eight: A few days after my kitchen fuck with my married neighbor, Simon finally let me come over. I hadn't seen him since the office party, and I wasn't sure if I was more upset at him for what he was doing with my boyfriend, or just glad to see him. Either way, I wanted some answers about what exactly he was up to. I walked into his bedroom that night and found him naked on his bed, totally hard, his pale skin glowing in the light coming in through the blinds. For a moment I couldn't remember what I wanted to say to him, I just knew I wanted him. "Hey, baby doll," he said with a smile that said he was just as happy to see me. "Hey," I said with a sheepish grin. "Why don't you come over here and take care of this dick?" he said. "I've missed that hot mouth of yours." I obediently climbed onto the bed and hungrily swallowed his cock all the way to the base. This felt right, me on my knees, worshipping Simon and his cock, making him feel good, letting him dominate me. After fucking my throat for just a little bit, Simon told me to take my clothes off and get on my back, then he spat on his cock and slid inside me. Now there was nothing between us—no clothes, and no rubber. I didn't want any protection from Simon anymore, I just wanted him inside me. I wanted to be his. "Oh baby, your ass feels so good," he said, "it's been so long, I've missed this ass." He fucked me slow and deep, and leaned in so close to me, with a look of ecstasy and pleading on his face. Then he leaned in next to my ear and held me tight as he fucked my hole harder. "Oh, I've missed you, baby doll," he whispered to me, and I was in heaven. Then all of a sudden, he pulled away from me and started slam-fucking my hole with a wicked grin on his face. He wasn't being tender or passionate anymore. More like sadistic. "Ah, did your boyfriend tell you we hung out while you were gone?" he asked me. I nodded. I wasn't in heaven anymore. "He's a great guy, your boyfriend," Simon continued, still slamming into me whenever he felt like it, and moving his cock around in me from side to side. "A little simple, but he's an engineer, so he must have somethin' goin' on upstairs, somewhere," he said with a cruel laugh. I didn't like where this conversation was going, and I didn't like him making fun of my boyfriend. "He's an open book, too," Simon went on, clearly enjoying this. "He loves you, of course, but he wants a little more…excitement, you know? A little sum'n on the side." That's what I was afraid of, that after three years, my boyfriend wanted more than just me. That's why he'd cheated on me a few months ago, and that's why it had been so easy for Joel to tempt him, back at the office party. But wait…had Simon said Todd loved me? This was huge. And I didn't know if I felt the same way. I hated that I was hearing it from Simon like this, with that mean smile on his face. "And that's where Joel comes in," Simon continued, pounding me really fast then, making loud slapping noises on my ass. When he slowed down a little, he saw the bitter look on my face, but it clearly didn't bother him. "See, your boyfriend likes Joel, thinks he's 'exotic', or whatever the fuck, and Joel likes your boyfriend—well, who doesn't Joel like, nahmean?" he said, laughing. I could feel my face getting hot. "So it was really good luck I bumped into them at that party." He went back to fucking me slowly, but not tenderly. "Your boyfriend needs to, uh…broaden his horizons a little, you know, spread his seed around." He laughed at his own little joke. I didn't. "But your boyfriend was too chickenshit to talk to Joel on his own, and Joel didn't want you to be mad at him"—I doubted Joel gave a crap what I thought—"so I had to, uh…help 'em along a little bit." There was that word again, "help". Maybe now he'd finally tell me how much damage he'd done while I was away. "So me and your boyfriend are gonna tag team that chinky ass tomorrow, can't fuckin' wait!" "No, you can't!" I said, and tried to push him off me. But he slammed his cock all the way in me, grabbed onto my wrists, and easily held my arms up above my head as he continued to fuck me, and all with a big smile on his face like this was all a big game for him. "Don't fight me, baby doll," he said, "you know I'm gonna do whatever the fuck I want, and this is what I want, baby, and this is what your boyfriend wants, and this is what you want, to." This wasn't what I wanted, I didn't want my boyfriend cheating on me again, and I hated that skank Joel and didn't want to catch anything from him. I was still angry, but Simon was holding my wrists tight, and I stopped fighting him and just listened as he went on. "You're gonna thank me later, boy. This is what your boyfriend wants, and if you give him what he wants, he won't leave you, will he?" I wanted to argue that this was totally fucked up, and that Simon shouldn't be butting into our relationship. But what he was saying did…kind of make sense, in a perverted way. "That's right, baby doll, I'm helpin' you out, I'm keepin' you and your boyfriend together." Then he just looked down on me for a while, until I finally stopped looking angry. He and Todd had already made the decision, and if I stopped my boyfriend from cheating, I might just lose him. It was so messed up, but I started to accept it, and I think Simon saw that on my face. "I knew you'd understand, baby," he said, leaning in next to my ear again, "you're such a good fuckin' boy, you know that? Always takin' my dick, always makin' me feel good, always doin' whatever the fuck I tell you." He started moaning, and he let go of my wrists and held me tight. And I felt my arms wrap around him, pulling him into me. This whole thing was so wrong, and Simon should not be trying to turn my boyfriend into a cheater, just like he'd done to me. But Simon smelled so good right now, and I loved feeling his skin pressed up against mine, and feeling his cock inside me with nothing between us, and knowing I was making him feel good, and knowing he'd missed me while I was gone. I could never stay mad at him. "You're such a good bitch boy," Simon went on, whispering lustily in my ear, and I could tell he was close, "lettin' your boyfriend cheat on you. You're boyfriend's lucky to have you, so lucky. We're gonna have such a good time tomorrow, tag teamin' that yellow boy, that fuckin' slut." Then he started pounding me for all he was worth, and grabbing me tight, and I knew he was about to cum. "I'm gonna turn your boyfriend into a cheater, just like I did to you! He's gonna be mine, just like you are! You're both gonna be mine!!" He slammed his cock all the way inside me and gave me another huge load, moaning and whimpering into my ear. I pulled him into me, wanting his cum as deep inside me as possible, and not caring about anything else. The next day, though, I wasn't feeling as open-minded about Todd cheating on me as I had when I was with Simon. I didn't want to lose him, like Simon had said; but I was afraid if Joel got his hands on him, I'd lose him anyway. Well maybe Simon had just been making stuff up just to get under my skin, like he had at the office party. I decided to text my boyfriend. Maybe he wasn't really seeing Joel? "Hey hun, do you want to hang out later?" But he wrote back: "Hey babe, not feeling so great today, prob gonna lie down, maybe tomorrow?" Hmm. It looked like he really was seeing Joel today, and now he was lying to me about it…. I told him we'd hang out tomorrow and to "feel better soon", then I did stuff around the apartment, trying not to think about it too much. But my mind kept going back to what the three of them would be doing later, and Simon's and Todd's pale skin sandwiching Joel's darker skin as they gave it to him from both ends. Would Todd kiss Joel like he kissed me? Would he cum inside him? I couldn't stop thinking about it. But I knew something that would take my mind off Todd and Joel—Jaime, and him pounding me into the mattress again. He really was turning into a hot little fucker, and he lived right across the street. I texted him, not wasting any time: "Fuck me?" His reply was fast, as always: "Cousin's coming over" Well that wasn't what I'd wanted to hear, but family comes first, I guess. Then he sent me a second text: "I'll bring him over" Well I wasn't expecting that! But if one cock was good, two cocks were even better. So a little while later, I was letting Jaime and his cousin into my apartment. Jaime was on the beefy side, but his cousin—Paco—was pretty lean and almost skinny. He was about Jaime's age, definitely cute, and had sort of a "'hood" vibe to him. "Nice place," Paco said, avoiding eye contact with me. I wondered if he'd ever been with a guy before? "Thanks," I said, and led the two boys back to the bedroom. Paco definitely did not take the lead, again making me wonder if this was his first time with a guy. But Jaime did (they grow up so fast), and soon all three of us were naked, and Jaime and I were taking turns on Paco's young dick, making him moan. I was surprised to see Jaime swallow Paco's dick without hesitation, considering they were cousins and all….Maybe they'd done this before? After just a few minutes of that, Paco was rock hard and short of breath, and Jaime was hard, too. Jaime told me to get on my back, and I did what he said. He really was getting confident. Then he put Paco between my legs, and told him to fuck me. Paco hesitated. "You got a rubber?" he asked. "You don't gotta worry about that," Jaime said, "he's clean, you can fuck him." (Even I didn't know if that was true, with all the cum Simon was giving me, but I didn't say anything.) Paco seemed to think for a minute, probably weighing years of sex-ed videos against trusting his own cousin. Finally, he decided to trust Jaime and just go for it, which was so hot to see. But he was trying to stick his cock in me dry. Jaime stopped him, spat in his hand, and rubbed it on Paco's hard cock, showing him how to lube up before fucking, just like Simon had done for him just a few months ago. With his cock slicked up, Paco started pushing in, a little too fast. If I hadn't just been fucked by Simon (and his roommate) the night before, I might have had to tell Paco to pull out and start over. But I let him shove inside me, eager to take his hard teenage cock, and possibly be the first guy he'd ever fucked. Once Paco had gotten into a nice rhythm and it was starting to feel good for me, Jaime moved around behind Paco and watched what he was doing over his shoulder. As Paco thrust in and out of me, Jaime's hard cock was probably rubbing up on his cousin's ass, and Paco wasn't stopping him. So after a little while, Jaime pushed his cousin forward onto my chest, spat on his own cock, and started pushing into him. Paco still didn't stop Jaime, but he did stop fucking me, and I could tell it hurt. Jaime didn't seem to mind, though, and kept pushing into Paco until he was all the way in. Then he got a big smile on his face, like he'd finally gotten something he'd been waiting ages for. Paco did eventually get used to having Jaime's dick inside him, and he started fucking me again, and fucking back onto Jaime's dick. I wasn't sure if he was enjoying it at first, but before long, he said, "I'm 'bout to cum," so I guess he was. A few seconds later, Paco pulled out of my ass and started jerking his cock really fast, like he was going to cum on my chest. But Jaime was like lightning—he reached around, pushed Paco's hand out of the way, lined his cock back up to my ass, and shoved Paco forward till he was back inside me. Paco was obviously confused by what Jaime had done, but he was too close to the edge. He instinctively started thrusting into me again for a few seconds, then he threw his head back and started convulsing, as he shot his teenage load deep into my ass. Before Paco had even come down from his powerful orgasm, Jaime was slamming into his cousin, grabbing onto his shoulders, his neck, his hips, my thighs…he was pounding him mercilessly, and I almost felt bad for Paco. Then Jaime grabbed Paco by the neck, pushed his own face up against Paco's, and started shooting his load into Paco's ass. It was one of the hottest things I'd ever seen. After Jaime came down, he pulled out of Paco, and Paco pulled out of me, then we all lay down and caught our breaths. Jaime was obviously really pleased with himself, but Paco wasn't saying anything, and I didn't know what was on his mind. "That was good, huh?" Jaime prompted him. "It was aight," Paco responded, noncommittally. Well that was better than a no, I guess. "You're still hard," Jaime said to me. I looked down, and he was right. "You can fuck Paco if you want." I hadn't expected that at all—Jaime always treated me like his bitch, just like Simon did. And I hadn't topped in years. But Paco wasn't saying anything, just sort of staring at the ceiling, and I wasn't going to miss this chance to get my seed inside this straight-ish teenage thug. So I got between Paco's legs, put them over my shoulders, and spat on my cock. "Wait, you gotta get a rubber," Paco said. Dammit. Well I still wanted to be inside this kid, so I started to pull away so I could get one out of the nightstand, but Jaime stopped me. "I told you he's clean, remember?" Jaime said to Paco. "I wanna see him fuck you. You don't gotta worry 'bout nothing. Trust me, bro." Paco looked at Jaime, then he looked away, then he looked at me, then he looked back at Jaime. And I guess Jaime must have had even more influence over his macho, thuggish cousin than I'd thought, because finally Paco said, "Fine, man," and I started pushing my bare cock into him. Once I was inside him, I couldn't believe how good he felt—he was so hot, and so wet, and he was gripping me so tight. I meant to go slow and give him time to adjust to this new cock inside him, but I couldn't control myself, and soon I was slamming into him and making him squirm. I could tell he was in discomfort, but I didn't care, I was never going to see this kid again, and he felt so good, and I wanted him to remember this fuck. Before long, I was close to the edge, and Paco could probably tell, because he said, "Pull out, man, don't cum inside me." I slowed down then, not sure what to do. Pulling out of him seemed like such a waste, when I hadn't topped in years, and when he felt so good, and when he'd already taken a load of cum from Jaime. I was never going to see him again, so why should I pull out? I knew it was wrong, but it felt so good, and it's what I wanted. Fortunately, Jaime stepped in again: "Bro, I told you, he's safe, you don't gotta worry 'bout nothing, he's clean, man." "No way," Paco said, "I'm not letting no homo cum inside me, no fuckin' way, man." "You just gotta get used to it," Jaime was saying, "you'll like it, I promise, you gotta do it." "No fuckin' way, man," Paco said, and he was getting more agitated. "I'm not a fuckin' homo, I'm not taking his fuckin' cum in me, get off me!" And then Paco started pushing me off, but damn his ass felt good, and Jaime was starting to hold him down, and I kept fucking him. Then Jaime said, "Do you want me to tell your dad you get fucked up the ass?" And I saw a mix of terror, anger, and pleading cross Paco's face all at once, and then he stopped struggling. Jaime let go of his arms and messed his hair up a little. "You'll like it, I promise," Jaime said. God, Jaime was turning into a sick fucker. Had Simon made him this way, or had he always been like this? Paco just sort of looked away, and Jaime said to me, "Fuck him. Cum inside him." I wasn't sure what to do—I wanted to cum inside this boy, and so did Jaime, but Paco didn't want it. Jaime saw my hesitation and said, "Do it, or I'm gonna tell Simon." Fuck, Jaime was blackmailing both of us! I know I should have been angry or worried or something, but all I felt was incredibly turned on, that this 18-year-old was dominating me like this, and giving me orders, and telling me to cum inside his unwilling cousin. I didn't sit around and think about it too much, I just started thrusting into Paco's hole as hard as I could, not caring how much discomfort Paco was in, or what he wanted. I slammed into his teenage ass for a full minute before I felt that familiar tingling in my balls, and I knew I was cumming. Then Paco seemed to have second thoughts, and said, "No, don't!" But it was too late—I was shoving my cock all the way inside his young, slutty hole and giving him an enormous load of cum, whether he wanted it or not. The feeling of shooting my load inside his hot, cummy ass was incredible, and I thought I was going to black out, it was so intense. I knew I had made the right choice. When I'd caught my breath a little and opened my eyes, I had a huge smile on my face. That really had been fantastic. Then I noticed Jaime was still holding Paco's arms, and Paco did not look happy. "I said not to cum in me," Paco said to me. "Well, Jaime told me to," I said. I knew it was a lousy excuse, but it was true, anyway. I slowly pulled out of Paco's cummy and well-fucked hole, then lay down next to him, totally satisfied. My load was in him, and his load was in me. "You'll be fine," Jaime said, letting go of Paco's arms and lying down next to him. "Why're you so worried for?" "'Cuz I'm not a homo," Paco answered, "and I don't wanna fuckin' catch nothing." "You're not gonna fuckin' catch nothing, Paco," Jaime went on. I couldn't tell if he was lying to his cousin, or if he honestly believed what he was saying. "Nothing bad's gonna happen to you, I promise. You just gotta enjoy it." Jaime's words seemed to be working, because Paco loosened up, little by little, and didn't seem quite so angry anymore. "Didn't you like fucking him?" he asked Paco. "I know you did, that's why you're fucking hard again right now." I looked down, and it was true, I couldn't believe it. Paco had just cum, and now he was rock hard again. "Come on," Jaime said, "we can both fuck him now." Paco thought for a minute, then he quietly got between my legs, and shoved into me again. He immediately started fucking at full speed, and with his eyes closed, I guess he was enjoying himself, after all. After a couple minutes, I took a risk, grabbed this straight boy by the back of the neck, and pulled him down for a deep kiss. He pulled back at first, but I kept my hand on his neck, and eventually he started kissing me back, confused at first, then with more enthusiasm. He went back to fucking me while we were making out, and pretty soon I heard him moaning into my mouth, and then he was shooting his second load deep into my ass. He had taken two loads, and given two loads. Paco pulled out and flopped down next to me, and I could just about see a tiny smile on his young, thuggish face. Then Jaime got lined up and pushed in, and started fucking me with his cousin's two loads all around his bare cock now. After he got into a rhythm, he leaned down and started making out with me, too, and I put my arms around him and pulled him into me. This was one hot, twisted fucker, and he was becoming more and more like Simon every day. Jaime kept pounding me, then finally he leaned in next to my ear and shot his slutty teenage load into my ass, to mix with Paco's. When he had finished, he looked down at me, then looked down at his cousin Paco, and got a huge, kind of scary, smile on his face. He was obviously pleased with his work. And so was I, to be honest. Paco wanted to take a shower right away, and when he was getting dressed afterwards, he didn't say anything, and he didn't look at either one of us. Jaime took him back to his place, giving me a deep kiss and a wink before leaving. I wondered if Paco would ever hook up with a guy again? It didn't look like it, but with Jaime working his charms on Paco and seeming more and more like Simon all the time, who knew? Whatever happened with Paco though, I sure as hell had enjoyed fucking him, and taking his cum. With Jaime's and Paco's three loads in me, I didn't care so much what happened between Simon, my boyfriend, and Joel. Having the two boys over had definitely been the right thing to do. But I got to thinking, how many of us were under Simon's spell now, doing the twisted things he wanted us to do, having the sleazy sex he wanted us to have? There was me and my boyfriend, Jaime and Paco, Simon's roommate, my married neighbor, and Greg and Joel from work—eight of us, all doing what Simon wanted, whether we knew it or not. And it had all started that first night I'd met him, outside my apartment building, six months ago. So much had happened since then. My life had been totally different, before I'd met Simon. I wondered what my life would be like in another six months…? Nine: The day after my three-way with Jaime and his cousin Paco, I was back at work, trying to focus, but my mind kept drifting back to my boyfriend. Had he and Simon fucked Joel yesterday, like Simon had said? Had Simon turned my boyfriend into a cheater now, just like me? I stayed at my desk pretty much the whole morning, not wanting to run into Joel. It was too weird working with the guy my boyfriend was probably cheating on me with! When everyone had left for lunch, I figured the coast was clear, so I snuck into the break room for some food. But right as I was turning around to leave, my boss's nephew Greg walked in. "Well, look who it is," Greg said to me with a smirk. He was obviously thinking about the time he and Simon had double-teamed me at the office party. "You staying in for lunch?" he asked. "Yeah, I'm just gonna…eat at my desk," I answered. "Oh, okay," Greg said, looking me up and down slowly, and adjusting his cock in his pants. I started to walk out of the break room and back to my desk, but he was still standing in the doorway, and he wasn't moving out of the way. When I tried to go around him, he leaned in toward me and said quietly, "Everyone's gone for lunch," giving me a suggestive look. I didn't want to sleep with someone I worked with, and I was still upset at Simon for tricking me into doing it the first time. But…fucking around with Jaime and Paco yesterday had made me feel better about Todd probably cheating on me. And Greg was standing really close, and he smelled really great. After a couple seconds, I looked down at Greg's cock—which he adjusted again—bit my lip, and just nodded. Greg took me by the arm then and led me to the back stairwell, which no one ever used. Once we were in, he leaned in and kissed me deeply, feeling up my body. Then he undid his pants, pushed me down, and shoved his cock down my throat. After only a couple minutes of that, he was pulling me up, making out with me again, and taking off my pants. Then he turned me around, bent me in half, and started pushing into my ass, and I didn't stop him. I wasn't thinking about my boyfriend anymore, and I wasn't thinking about how wrong it was to be getting fucked bare by my boss's nephew. I was just thinking about taking Greg's thick cock, and feeling him open me up. Pretty soon, Greg's uncovered cock was all the way inside me, and he held on to my hips and started sliding in and out, and sighing. And it felt so right, being here bent over in a stairwell, letting another guy use my ass to get off. Then I remembered I'd never asked Greg about his status, I'd just let him fuck my ass bareback. Should I stop him? Or at least tell him not to cum in me? But then I realized Simon wouldn't want me to ask about stuff like that, he'd just want me to bend over and let this guy use my ass however the fuck he wanted. And I knew Simon would be happy to hear what a good slut I was, and how I'd taken care of his buddy Greg, and let him fuck me raw. So when Greg grabbed my hips harder and started fucking me faster, I whispered to him to keep fucking me, and to pound my ass, and how much I needed his fat cock inside me, and to cum inside me again, just like last time. And after a couple minutes of that, Greg slammed into me hard, and I knew he was shooting another load into me. After fucking his cum into me for a little bit, Greg pulled out of me, zipped up, gave me another deep kiss, and left. I slowly got dressed again, basking in the afterglow. I actually felt pretty accomplished, and I knew Simon would be proud of me the next time I saw him. Then I heard some footsteps on the stairs, and I practically jumped out of my skin. Before I could think of what to do, Joel came around the corner! And he had a huge grin on his face. Had he heard everything?? "Hot show," Joel said smugly. I didn't know what to say—was he going to turn us in?? Joel kept walking toward me, and I was afraid to move, until I knew what he was going to do. "It sounds like that wasn't the first time you and Greg have messed around?" I didn't say anything. Finally, he asked, "Does Todd know?" The blood drained from my face then. I hoped he wasn't going to tell Todd, or anyone else. I would be so screwed if he did. Joel took a few more steps toward me, then he started playing with my shirt. I didn't like Joel and I wanted him to back up, but I was too afraid to tell him to stop. "We're a lot alike, aren't we?" Joel asked, still smiling at me. Well obviously he was wrong, we were nothing alike! Joel was a whore and a slut who liked sleeping with other people's boyfriends, and I…well I was only doing it because Simon wanted me to. It was completely different! "We have a lot in common," Joel went on, still playing with my shirt. Yeah, like my boyfriend, I wanted to say. "I think we should be friends," he said. Well that was never going to happen, and now that I knew he wasn't going to blackmail me (or at least, I hoped he wasn't), I pulled away from him and walked out of the stairwell. For the entire rest of the day, I kept thinking about what I had done with Greg, and who Joel might tell. I had let Greg fuck me to take my mind off things, but it had only made things worse! I told my boyfriend I wasn't feeling well that night, and I tried to keep a low profile for the rest of the week. A few times, Simon texted me about the hot three-ways he and my boyfriend were having with Joel, which he knew would piss me off. But I couldn't confront Joel and tell him to back the fuck off my boyfriend, because then he might tell someone about me and Greg. It was a rough week. Anyway, that weekend, Todd said he missed me, and he really wanted to see me. I kept thinking about him giving Joel his dick all week, and I didn't really want to see him. But he was being so sweet about it, I finally caved in. Todd let me in through the kitchen, and before I could even say anything to him, he pulled me in for a deep kiss and started grabbing my ass. "I missed you, baby," he said to me, then he started making out with me again. Then he turned me to face the kitchen sink, ripped my pants down, and dove right into my ass, eating me out. He'd never done anything like that before—he was being so confident, and so aggressive. He slapped my ass a few times and moaned into my hole as he ate me out. Was this really my Todd? He was doing a really great job and making me feel incredible, and I was moaning as I bent over the sink. Then he stood up, pulled his pants down, and spat on his cock. Before I knew what was happening, he was pushing his raw cock up into my hole, and he wasn't going slow. I struggled to take him inside me, but then he was all the way in, and he was pulling me up to make out with him as he started fucking me. "You feel so great, baby," he whispered to me with glazed eyes, "I'm so glad you came over." Then he started fucking me hard, not giving me much chance to get used to him. "Oh fuck, you're making me feel so good, baby," he said to me with his eyes closed, and I could swear that was something Simon always said to me. My boyfriend almost never talked during sex. He really was acting different tonight—and I liked it. "You wouldn't believe the week I've had," Todd went on, "I've wanted to get my cock inside you all week, oh god you feel good, so glad you came over, can't wait to cum in you again." Then I remembered that Todd had been fucking around with Joel all week, probably without a rubber. And here he was, sticking it in me bareback, too, and saying he was gonna cum in me. He knew he was fucking around with other guys, but he hadn't even offered to pull out or anything, he'd just stuck his bare cock in me like he always did. But instead of being mad at him or worried, I thought it was hot that he was being so aggressive with me. All I knew was that I wanted to make him feel good, and I wanted his cum in me again. I didn't care who he was fucking around with, he was my Todd, and I wanted his cum inside me, just like always. I started encouraging him then, "Yeah, baby, fuck me hard, use my ass, give me your cock, cum inside me, I need it baby, give it to me!" Todd pulled me in for a deep kiss, and I could see the lust and the need in his eyes. Then he pushed me back down to the sink and started pounding my ass probably harder than he ever had, and really moaning loud. After just a few seconds of that, my hot, cheating boyfriend shoved his bare cock all the way inside me and shot his load deep in my ass, just like he'd said he would. After he came down, he slipped out of me and turned me around to face him. "That was incredible, baby," he said to me, looking totally content. Then he held me and made out with me for a few minutes, and I wrapped my arms around him. His week with Simon had turned him into a completely different person—a really hot fucker, just like Simon was. And I realized then that I wasn't bothered about my boyfriend fucking around anymore, I just wanted him to keep fucking me like that, just like Simon did. That night, Todd pumped two more loads into me, and I begged him for each one. The next day, Simon told me to come over, and I did. It had been over a week since I'd seen him, and I was happy to swallow his cock all the way down my throat, and feel his strong hands on my head, using me. After moaning and sighing for a few minutes, Simon said, "You're probably wonderin' how it went with your boyfriend and Joel, huh?" I stopped sucking for a second, then slowly went back to it. "I know you are," he went on. "Well, your boy was shy at first, but Joel's pussy was too good to pass up, and I got him fuckin' that little slut in no time. Your boy's a beast, you know that? He just needed the right…encouragement, and I gave it to him." Simon laughed. "He painted that boy's walls white! Then I fucked his load in and came inside that boy, too. And he took all of it. Joel's a good fuckin' slut." I didn't really want to hear about Joel, or how much they'd liked fucking him. But I kept sucking Simon, hoping he'd stop talking about him. Then I heard a bang on the other side of the wall, and what sounded like, "Uh, fuck me! Cum in me!" Simon laughed. "My roommate's havin' some fun with that fuckin' whore. Man, that bitch'll take just about any cock, hot fuckin' slut." Well, it sounded like Simon and his roommate both liked fucking sluts—Simon liked fucking Joel, and his roommate liked fucking whoever it was making all that noise. I kept sucking, and Simon continued, "Anyway, me and your boy fucked that slut Joel over and over, gave him like four or five loads or some shit like that. Then a few days later your boy wanted some more! Man, we had that chinky slut over like three or four times, it was fuckin' great. Your boyfriend loved fuckin' that dirty whore, tag-teamin' him, givin' him his fuckin' nut. He pumped so much cum into that pussy. He couldn't fuckin' get enough!" I could tell Simon was trying to get under my skin…and it was working. "Oh and I talked to your boy today," Simon went on, even though I wanted him to just stop, "and he says he fucked your skanky ass last night, came inside you three times. And you begged him for every fuckin' load, just like Joel did. You're turnin' into a hot fuckin' slut, you know that? A hot fuckin' slut. Maybe I should tell him I've been fuckin' your slutty ass for months, I think he'd like that!" And before I could pull off his cock and tell him not to tell my boyfriend a fucking thing, and that I didn't want him talking to Todd about our fucking sex life, Simon slipped his cock head all the way down my throat, and started fucking it, not letting me come up for air. I tried to push him off me so I could breathe, but he just moaned, saying, "I know you can take it, bitch boy, I know you can fuckin' take it." Finally he let me up, and I gasped for air and wiped the slobber off my face. As I was recovering, I heard Simon's roommate moan, probably shooting his load into the slut he was fucking. Then Simon looked at me with a cocky smile and said, "I got a surprise for you, baby doll, one we're both gonna like." Then he knocked on the wall a few times, and a few seconds later…Joel walked in! So that's the slut his roommate had been fucking! God, this whore was everywhere—at work, in the stairwells, with my boyfriend, with Simon, and now with Simon's roommate! And here he was seeing me cheat on my boyfriend again, with my slobber and Simon's precum all over my face. Fuck! I looked over at Simon for an explanation. "Get on your back," was all he said. I stared at him in disbelief for a second, then looked over at Joel, whose cock was sticking straight out, then looked back at Simon, begging him not to make me do this—not with Joel. But Simon gave me a stern look, and looked down at the bed and back at me. Finally, I gave up fighting, and lay down on my back like Simon wanted. Joel got on the bed right away, fingered some of the roommate's cum out of his ass, and lubed up his cock. God, he really was a slut. I couldn't believe I was letting him do this. But with some encouragement from Simon, Joel was pushing his uncovered cock into me, and I was letting him. Then he was all the way in, and Simon was smiling down on me, and rubbing my chest. After I got over my initial feelings of disgust and jealousy, Joel's cock started to feel good inside me. I realized Joel was actually a pretty good top, and really focused on me and making me feel good. After I started to moan, Simon whispered something into Joel's ear, then Joel smiled, and leaned down to kiss me. Well, I still hadn't forgiven him for seducing my boyfriend behind my back over and over, and for being such a skank in general, and I turned away. But Simon grabbed me and slowly turned my head until Joel's mouth was on mine, and his tongue was slipping inside me. And after a few seconds, I started to kiss back, and Simon took his hand off my neck and started rubbing me again. After that, Joel really started fucking me, on my back, on my side, on my stomach…really enjoying getting to fuck the "other" boyfriend, and I was enjoying how good Joel's cock felt in me. Then Joel put me on my back again and really hammered me, leaning down to kiss me a few times. It was really weird not to be mad at Joel anymore, and to be so turned on by his muscular little body slamming into me, and seeing his cute face so close to orgasm. Finally, Joel gave me a few last thrusts, shoved his hard cock all the way inside me, and shot his slutty load deep in me. My boyfriend had pumped his cum into Joel, and now Joel was pumping his into me. Joel slipped out of me and crashed on the bed, and Simon got between my legs and shoved right in on Joel's load. "Oh fuck, boy, that was incredible," Simon said to me, with his cock buried deep in me. "You did so great, baby, you took care of Joel, just like I wanted you to. And he fucked you right, didn't he?" He and Joel smiled at each other. After a few minutes of Simon enjoying himself inside my cummy ass, I saw the bedroom door open, and my married neighbor walked in. I'd seen Simon looking at his phone while Joel was fucking me; I guess this is who he was texting. My neighbor looked at Simon fucking me on my back, and looked at Joel lying naked next to us, and smiled. Then he took off his clothes, got up on the bed with us, and fed Joel his hardening cock. As far as I knew, he'd never met Joel before, but that wasn't stopping him from grabbing Joel's hair and face-fucking Joel like the slut he was. After a few minutes of that, and of Simon fucking Joel's cum into my ass, my neighbor put Joel on his back next to me, and pushed his hard cock right into Joel's cummy ass. They hadn't said a word to each other, but here was my neighbor deep inside Joel, with the roommate's cum all around his bare cock, and he looked like he was loving it. Then Simon wanted to fuck Joel, so he swapped with my neighbor, and pushed some of Joel's own cum from my ass back into Joel, while my neighbor pushed more of the roommate's cum from Joel's ass into me. My neighbor really slammed into me, loving all the slutty cum-swapping, and not knowing whose cum he was fucking into. He leaned down and kissed me deeply while he fucked me, and for a second I thought Simon might be jealous. But when I looked up at him, he was smiling at me, happy to see me taking another raw dick. After a couple minutes, Simon wanted to switch back, and he shoved his bare cock into me, while my neighbor shoved back into Joel and started making out with him. Then Joel started begging my neighbor for his cum, telling him to add it to the load already inside him, saying things like, "Knock me up!" and "Make me pregnant with your babies!" And his begging worked, because my neighbor started really slamming into Joel's little body, and then he moaned, and shot his married load deep inside Joel. After my neighbor came down, Simon looked down on me with a big smile—probably thinking about all the guys he'd introduced to each other, and all the total strangers he'd gotten to fuck each other, no questions asked, and swap cum with each other—and he started hammering me, too. Before long, he was leaning down next to me, holding me close, and shooting his own load inside me to mix with Joel's. Simon stayed in me for a while and slowly fucked all the cum into my ass, kissing my neck. Then he sat up, looked down at me, and said, "I want you to fuck Joel now." I wasn't expecting that, and I looked over at Joel—who was obviously down for anything—and back up at Simon. I didn't usually top, and I still had mixed feelings about Joel and him fucking around with my boyfriend. Simon saw my hesitation and said, "I know you fuck, Jaime told me about you and Paco"—god, I couldn't do anything without the whole fucking world finding out!—"and I don't want you to be mad at Joel anymore, you hear me? I wanna see you fuck that sweet ass, just like your boyfriend does." Being reminded about my boyfriend fucking Joel, I looked over at Joel and gave him a mean look, but he wasn't bothered at all. Instead, he reached over and started stroking my cock. Confused, I pushed his hand away, but he fought me off with one hand and kept stroking me with the other, and after a look from Simon, I finally gave in. I focused on getting hard and tried not to think about Simon and my married neighbor watching the show, and after a couple minutes of Joel's hand on my cock, I was rock hard. Without thinking too much about it, I roughly pushed Joel onto his back, spat on my cock, put his legs up on my shoulders, and slammed my cock into him as hard as I fucking could. Before Joel could adjust, I started slamming him for all I was worth, enjoying his sounds of discomfort. After a couple seconds, I put my hand on his face and pushed the side of his face down into the bed, really fucking him like the cheap whore he was, not caring how he felt. After a few minutes of really destroying Joel's slutty, cummy hole and him struggling to take it, I looked up and saw a light-skinned black guy standing in the doorway, watching us and stroking his cock. Well who the fuck was this? How many people had Simon invited over tonight?? I looked over at Simon, and he looked over at the guy in the doorway, then looked back at me with a smirk. Then he leaned in and said into my ear, "Looks like my roommate wants seconds." My eyes got really wide then. This was the roommate who'd been fucking me for the last six months?? I don't know what I thought he'd look like, but somehow I didn't think I'd ever see him. Now that I was, though, he was really cute, and had some nice muscles, a few tattoos, and obviously a big dick I knew very well by now. It was clear he was only interested in one thing, though. He got up on the bed without even really looking at me, pushed me down onto Joel's chest, and slowly worked his hard, bare cock all the way inside me, pushing in on Joel's and Simon's loads. I couldn't even guess how many times he and Simon had fucked in each other's cum. Once he was in, the roommate started pounding me like I'd been pounding Joel. Now it was my turn to moan and struggle to take it. I felt Joel's arms wrap around me as the roommate pummeled me, and then, after just a few minutes, the roommate was shoving his cock all the way inside me and giving me another big load. After he came down, the roommate slapped my ass hard, said, "Fuckin' sluts," and went back to his room. Then Joel started whispering in my ear, "Fuck me, I need it, give me your cum, fuck me hard, make it hurt…fuck me like your boyfriend fucks me." And with that, I gave this little bitch what he wanted, and started slamming my raw cock into his sloppy hole again, making sure he knew what I thought about him. After just a couple minutes of me slamming into Joel and him begging me for my cum, I could feel the tingling in my balls, and I knew I was about to cum inside this little whore my boyfriend loved to fuck so much. I put my hands around this slut's throat and squeezed, as I shot one of the angriest, most powerful loads I can remember into this whore's willing hole, and it felt incredible. When I came down, I collapsed onto Joel to catch my breath, and he put his arms around me again. Then I pulled up a little and looked at him. He wasn't so bad, really—he just liked getting fucked, like I did. He was a good top, and a great bottom, and he was pretty cute. He was definitely making my boyfriend happy, and making him more aggressive in bed, which I loved. And I knew he wasn't trying to take Todd away from me, he just wanted to have a little fun, like we all did. I realized then that I wasn't mad at Joel anymore—I was actually starting to like him, and his hot little body. I leaned down and kissed him, and he kissed me back and moaned. After I pulled away from Joel and lay down on the bed, my married neighbor took my place and slipped into his ass again, apparently eager to give him load number who-knows-how-many. As I watched them, Simon lay down next to me, and started playing with my ear and rubbing my chest. He whispered to me, "You were incredible, baby doll, I didn't think you'd do it, but you did, you let Joel fuck you, and you fucked him, too. And you're not mad at him anymore, are you?" I shook my head slowly. "Good boy, you're such a good fuckin' boy, and you always do what I tell you." Then he leaned in closer and said, "Now I know why your boyfriend loves you." My eyes shot open. Was he saying…what I thought he was saying? I looked at him, and he had a lusty, intense look on his face. Then he surprised the heck out of me by leaning in and kissing me!! After I got over the shock, I started kissing him back, and running my fingers through his hair. God, I'd waited so long for this! This was the side of Simon that made me want to do anything for him. After a while, he pulled away, and I thought he'd change his mind and say something mean like always did. But he had such a contented look on his face like I'd never seen before. He got between my legs, pushed them back, and slowly slid his hard, bare cock into me. And as my married neighbor hammered Joel's little ass right next to us, Simon fucked me slow and deep, kissing me, telling me how glad he was that I'd come over and how good I was making him feel, and looking like he was in heaven. "Fuck me, Simon," I begged him, "give it to me, I wanna make you feel good, I wanna be yours, fuck me baby…make me yours forever!" Simon started slamming into me then, just like my neighbor was slamming into Joel next to us. And it wasn't long before my married neighbor was cumming inside Joel, and Simon was cumming inside me, and I was pulling Simon in to get all of his hot cum inside me. Simon had a big smile on his face afterward, and he leaned down and made out with me some more. Then after a few minutes, Joel looked at me and said he was ready for round two, and I let him fuck another load into me, as the guys egged him on. Then I flipped him over and pounded him (a little more gently this time), and shot another one of my loads into his slutty hole. Afterwards, I cuddled up next to Simon, a cummy mess, and totally happy. As I drifted off to sleep in Simon's arms, the only thing I wanted was for Simon to keep pumping me full of his cum, and to keep pimping me out, and to make my boyfriend just like him. And I had a feeling that this time, I was going to get exactly what I wanted. Ten: Well, I really did get what I'd wanted. The next six months were a frenzy of fucking, cum-swapping, and orgies. I honestly lost track of all the guys I'd slept with, and all the cum I'd taken. And Simon was always there, encouraging me, pushing my limits, making me into a bigger slut, getting me used to taking cock and cum without any questions. And I loved it—I loved pleasing him, I loved satisfying so many guys, and I loved feeling like a huge fucking slut. Meanwhile, things with my boyfriend were better than ever. After months of both of us cheating on each other basically nonstop, we finally came clean with each other and decided to have an open relationship—a very open relationship. Todd loved the idea, and I was already there, obviously. After that, we had more slutty three-ways, four-ways, and five-ways than I can even count, all bareback, no questions asked. And it was probably the best decision we'd ever made—no more sneaking around, no more lying, no more worrying, and no more guilt. If we wanted to fuck somebody, we fucked him, and if the other one got jealous, we had a three-way and got over it (we ended up having lots of three-ways with Joel). I can't believe how much time we wasted pretending to be monogamous! This was so much simpler—and a lot more fun! Anyway, it was a Saturday night, and Todd and I were over at Simon's again. Todd was bottoming more these days, and right now Simon was fucking Jaime's teenage cum deeper into Todd (Jaime loved fucking my boyfriend), while Todd was fucking the roommate's cum deeper into me. Jaime and the roommate had dropped their loads in us and left, so it was just the three of us now, my boyfriend on top of me, and Simon behind him. Simon had gotten everything he'd wanted—he'd corrupted both me and my boyfriend, turned us into huge cheaters, and finally made us into massive sluts, just like him. He'd turned me, an uptight prude, and Todd, a Midwest farm boy, into the cock-hungry cum-whores we were today. My boyfriend, obviously, had never been happier—he got to fuck around with all the guys he wanted, and I never told him not to. And I was happy, too, to never feel worried or guilty anymore, and to have these two fucking studs in my life, who I'd do anything for. Todd leaned down and said, "I love you, baby." He'd gotten so passionate and so sexy since he'd met Simon. "I love you, too," I said to him, and I meant it. We made out while he fucked into me, then he leaned back toward Simon and made out with him. I loved watching that—the two guys in my life fucking and making out. Then Simon whispered something in Todd's ear, and Todd stopped fucking me for a second, and said, "Now?" Simon nodded, with one of his devilish grins, and I wondered what he was planning this time. Todd looked back down at me, and started saying, "Um, baby, we've been together three and a half years, and I—" Simon grabbed onto Todd's hips and started moving them backwards and forwards, making him keep fucking me. Todd went on, still sliding in and out of me, and fucking himself back onto Simon's cock: "—and I don't wanna be with nobody else but you. Well, I mean, I do, but I don't wanna date nobody else but you. Well, not date, see what I mean is—" "Fuck, man, just fuckin' ask him," Simon interrupted. Todd seemed like he was getting flustered, but finally he got out, "You make me really happy, and I love you, baby, and…will you marry me?" He was asking me now?? In the middle of a sleazy three-way with Simon, with two guys' loads already in us? This definitely wasn't the way I'd seen this happening, but I guess with Simon involved, I should have expected it. I looked at Simon, who was grinning and nodding at me, and then I looked back at Todd, who had stopped fucking me again, and was waiting for my answer. Well, I'd been with Todd longer than with anyone else, and I really did love him and feel happy when I was with him. I knew he'd do anything for me, and I felt the same way—and with Simon on board (actually, it was probably his idea in the first place), it was a no-brainer for me. "Of course I will, baby," I said to Todd, and he leaned down and kissed me again. "Now fuck me hard baby, give me your load, and take Simon's load too, I wanna see you both cum, I wanna see you take Simon's cum again." Then Todd pulled up off me and started fucking me hard, just like Simon had taught him, slamming into me brutally, and fucking himself hard on Simon's bare cock, making sloshing noises from the cum in his ass and mine. "That's right, keep it up, boy," Simon said, his hands on Todd's shoulders, "you're 'bout to make me fuckin' cum." Todd kept hammering into me, and before long, my twisted neighbor was leaning his head back and shooting his load inside my new fiance. Todd kept going at full speed, then he put his hand around my throat and looked me right in the eye with an aggressive look on his face as he shot his load inside me, claiming me, marking me as his. Then they both crashed on the bed next to me, Todd on one side, and Simon on the other. Todd leaned in, and we made out for a while as Simon started jerking me off. Then I turned the other way, and made out with Simon for a bit, and then I lay back and just enjoyed Simon's hand on my cock. I couldn't believe I got to keep both guys, after all the lying and cheating and whoring around that I'd done—and I was about to be happily married, too. It was almost too good to be true. But then I wondered if things would change after Todd and I got married….Would Simon still be around? As if he knew what I was thinking, Simon said to me quietly, "Don't think this changes anything, baby doll. I'm not goin' anywhere, even after you're married. You're still gonna be my bitch boy, no matter what. I own you, ya hear? You're mine!" And with that, I shot a hot, thick load all over my chest, feeling like the luckiest slut in the world. THE END

..I actually went to a sex party today. A barebacking sex party. But the night before I got together with a guy who I have been wanting together with. I knew him on another site but it blew me away when I saw him on BBRT. I cleaned myself out and met him. I loved his laid back attitude and damn it was great. It hurt at first but after relaxing I let him take my hole. It did not take him long to cum because he said my ass was tight. But when he was coming and feeling it fill up my ass was incredible. And afterwards I cleaned his cock and fingered my hole and tasted my ass cum. It tasted damn good. But today. I got an invite to a sex party (from bbrt). I debated going because I was seriously dead on gas and low on funds for a while. I even texted the guy I probably won't make it and after I sent the text I rushed over. I was early and I saw the only one. Keep in mind I have never had group sex or been to a sex party. The host was very nice and hot and after some guys arrived I started sucking the host. Once we went upstairs I sucked someone else who was very hot and loved to kiss and get his dick sucked. After more people started showing up one guy was getting fucked. One hot black guy started fingering my hole but I got nervous. After making out with that hot guy for a while I asked him if he was neg. Yes..at a barebacking sex party I asked people their status if I sucked them or got fucked by them. He told me he was neg so he bent me over and started fucking me. Then I bent over the bed and I started getting fucked. This was the beautiful part. There was 3 other bottoms getting fucked. I could see the faces and bodies of the other bottoms bent over getting barebacked and I felt so great and accepting to be part of that. He fucked me for a bit and another guy started to enter me. The black guy. I asked him his status and he told me neg. I let him fuck me. Then this spanish looking guy started fucking me who also told me he was neg. I saw a guy near the bed and asked to suck his dick. I asked him his status though and he told me "poz". I still sucked him a little bit. It was mostly neg guys but I saw one guy with poz tatoo. That's why I asked. And oddly enough those who were poz were HONEST about it. Of course those who were neg could have been lying but that's the chance you take. But at least I asked. The black guy went back to my ass and fucked me pretty hard and pretty good and I was moaning out and begging him to fuck me harder. He came in me shortly. My guy who I had been making out with went back to fucking me too. After he had a bit the host started to fuck me. Such an honor. I noticed something interesting though. Pretty much none of the guys were breeding the bottoms. It's like they were sampling the bottoms and saving their load or too nervous. I really wanted the hot guy I was making out with to breed me. I asked him if he wanted to go in the other room so we went in there. He fucked me on the bed and I worked my ass muscles on his cock and it took him a bit but he bred my ass good. First off, it felt incredibly hot to have a guy fucking me when I already took another guys load. But having two loads in me. While he was fucking me the host came by and I sucked him for a bit while I was getting fucked. I think that's what drove the top fucking me over the edge. After I received my second load the host shoved his cock up my cummy ass and started fucking me. This guy was seriously hot and the host. I did everything I could to give him pleasure. I played with his nipples, worked my ass muscles, and matched his fucking movement. It did not take him too long before he was shouting and groaning and I could feel his load filling my hot boy ass. It was incredible. It was amazing feeling the previous cum slosh around as I was getting fucked too. I got him to come again afterwards but not in my ass. And then he helped me cum. I've been really afraid and nervous to bareback but having that hot bear daddy breed me on saturday really helped my perspective. That man made me feel like such a submissive slut boy. I followed every order and body movement and gave that man the pleasure of a hot boy ass. Did not even hesitate or worry when he told me to sit on his dick. I already decided I would take it bare. I really hope he becomes a regular. Would always travel to that man to give him my ass to breed. He said I might get to drink his piss next time too and be his urinal. Fuck that would be so hot. The sex party was amazing though. It was probably maybe 8 or 9 guys and I interacted with some of them. There wasn't really anyone I "ignored" but there were some guys who I did not interact with simply because they were busy or weren't in the proximity. I know that 3 loads is no dawson's loads. But it was an amazing experience. What i like the best is it was with friends that the host knew and not public invitation. That way they are people he knows and can trust. I did ask ahead of time about the poz thing and he said that most are neg but there might be one or two that are poz. I am just still so blown away that they were honest about their status. Of course I have no way of knowing if the host and most of the guys were really neg. I can only go by their word. They might have all been poz and lying. But regardless this is a much safer and more structured approach to getting multiple loads from guys and having a sex party vs. going to a bath house and have random men breed me and gang bang me or going to a sex party or gang bang where every guy is anonymous or random and no real connection or background. At the same time I can still do condoms. I got 3 hot tops who fucked me last sunday night with condoms. All of them came in the condom and I enjoyed it and was amazed at how well I took their cocks. And even after the sex party today I hooked up with a cute top who fucked me safe. It was still hot and fun. But I think this pretty much is how I will bareback. It might not make sense to anyone but I would rather bb with a guy I get to know or who claims to be neg and fucks me bare then doing anonymous bb at bath houses, clubs, and book stores. In other words, the anonymous will be condoms and somewhat connection or more information and the more I learn about a guy the more I will be likely to bb with him. I don't know if its the right way to bb but it's right for me. I do realize that I am on a path that is more vulnerable to HIV but now that I've experienced this I can't go back. But doesn't mean I have rush or make more risky decisions. ...But damn. Being bent over and fucked with a bunch of hot guys watching and even moreso, being fucked and having fellow bottom brothers right besides you and across from you as you are getting bbed or bred. That is an amazing and powerful feeling. I gotta be careful not to be a bb slut. Unless I find a Sir or Master of my own one day. I would bend over for that man any second any time, and drop to my knees whenever he wants or needs it. I would be that man's total submissive bottom slut pig boy sex slave. ..Someday. Glad I am able to post about hot stories and experiences now

Well the day I wrote about my session with a new fuck bed, I got horny and made my way out to the 1350. I got there around 1130 and found a nice furry guy with a nice dick and sucked a goot load out of him. A few minutes later I saw a stocky latin and stocky black guy playing. Took a chance and joined them. I started to suck on the lating guys uncut cock and dropped to my knees. The black guy got behind me and played with my ass. He started to lick my pits, slowly stroked my cock and then spread my cheeks and ate me ass. I though for sure he was going to fuck me. The latin guy got so turned on he popped his load in my mouth. Soon both guys were gone and I still needed to nut. I found the black guy again and wanted to either suck him or get fucked. He told me he was close to cumming but did not want to nut yet. I walked down to the rooms below and saw a muscled latin guy. I got behind him, spit on his hole, positioned my cock and slowly slid in. As I started to slide out and back in again, he grabbed the back of my legs. I continued for a few more minutes, I told him I was close. He once again grabbed my legs and told me to cum. I blasted a load in his ass. I waited until I got soft and slid out and walked out of his room. I saw the black guy again who was now dressed and going home....to his wife...and still had not cum. Sunday hooked up with a buddy and fucked his hole. I was hoping to finally get some cock, but he was more interested in get cock and cum. Who am I to turn down a friend in need! So fucked his hole and came into it. I got in the sling and let him play with my ass..which was fucking great. Got him back in the sling and fucked his hole again. He told me could not do a marathon fuck, so I made sure to cum quickly. And dumped another load in him. He has such the nice ass.

Couple hours ago in the back of the house...pumped a nice thick latin load into a nice tight white ass.? Fucken hot.