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I took a minute to straighten my harness, adjust my armbands and slide the leather strap of my jock back in the crack of my ass. I also, loosened the laces on the executioner's hood and slid it off my head. Then I walked out of the jail cell and over to the two tweakers standing in the doorway. The taller one was wearing a black swimmer's jock, and the shorter (but beefier) one was in a pair of black, cotton/spandex shorts. "Hey guys," I broke the silence. "What's up?" I added, not even trying to hide the fact that I was checking them out. My right hand reached out and found the eraser nipple of the shorter guy. He drew a sharp intake of air, followed by a moan and threw his head back against his boyfriend's shoulder. "You guys been here long?" I continued (already knowing the answer to my question). "Uh, yeah," the taller one answered. "Um, we got here last night," he finished. "Party?" I asked. "Yeah," the taller one answered, starting to relax. The shorter one was enjoying my manhandling of his nipples, and one of his free hands was massaging my leather codpiece. "That was fuckin' hot over there, man," the taller one said, tilting his head in the direction of the jail cell. "Diddee cum in you?" he asked. "Yeah," I grinned. "Big fuckin' load - - - an' a big ol' dick, too!" I added, letting my left hand drift down to the boyfriend's cotton jock pouch. Even though it was soft, it was still nicely packed! "Sorry - - - too much partyin'," he grinned, sheepishly. "Hey - I understand," I said, reaching down and unsnapping my codpiece, and revealing my shrunken fuckmeat. That didn't stop the shorter one. He reached in and gave a firm squeeze to my cock and balls. It felt good to feel a stranger's firm grip on my cock. "Wicked PA, man!" he said, sliding the heavy chrome ring back and forth through my piss slit. "I been tryin' to get Brian to get one - - - bet it'd feel great in my ass," he smiled, leaning back and kissing his lover. "So, you're Brian," I jumped in at the opportunity for introductions. "I'm Jim," I added. "Oh, and I'm Rob," the shorter guy answered. "Hey - - - uh - - you don't have any - uh - favors we could buy - - do ya?" Brian asked. I wasn't surprised at the request. God knows, I've been there plenty of times. Havin' a great time - - - an' then somehow you're out of 'supplies.' "I'm runnin' kinda low," I lied. "But I got three slams in me." I waited, before saying, "So, if you want some chempiss?" Rob looked up at Brian, seemingly looking for approval. "Sure - - - I'm up for it," Brian gave his ascent. Rob gave him a quick kiss, as if to say 'thank you' to his lover. Rob dropped to his knees in front of me, undoing two more snaps on my codpiece to give him full access to my limp cock. I felt his warm mouth slide onto my cock, but without the frantic sucking that usually accompanied someone trying to get me hard. I tried to think of his mouth as a human urinal, simply there for me to empty my bladder. I leaned forward, placing my hands on the black, plywood wall, imagining that I was standing in front of an open latrine at The Eagle. The piss started out slow, but as I relaxed, the flow increased. Under normal circumstances, the feeling of Rob's throat swallowing would have given me an instant hard-on. But thanks to Miss Tina, that wasn't gonna happen. Just when I was trying to figure out how to split my piss between the two, Ryan walked in. I motioned for him to come closer. "Hey man," I whispered in his ear. "You got any piss in ya?" He just nodded. "Brian over here could use some, if ya know what I mean," I winked. Ryan placed his hands on Brian's shoulders, pushing him down so that he was on his knees next to Rob. I saw Ryan close his eyes, trying to relax himself enough to start the flow of piss. I knew it was working when I heard Brian cough a little and spray some piss out of his nose. But once he got the hang of swallowing, he didn't lose a drop! When I was done, I pulled my semi-limp cock out of Rob's velvety mouth, and pulled him to his feet. "Wait here," I whispered to him. "I'll be right back." I went next door to my room and shut the door. I felt a little guilty about making them drink piss, when I had plenty of Tina in my stash. (But just a little guilty - 'cause it was hot watchin' those two fucked up tweakers do whatever they could to get high!) I grabbed the glass pipe and loaded two rocks in it, and grabbed the torch. And just for good measure, I popped a half tab of "X" and another Levitra. Then headed back next door, just as Ryan was starting to run dry. Fortunately, it was still just the four of us in the dungeon room, so I closed the door to the hallway. "Look what I found!" I said, holding up the glass pipe for Rob and Brian to see. "Don't have anything to sell, but I'll share if you want some," I said, walking over to the mattress on the floor and propping myself up against the wall. Rob, Brian and Ryan joined me on the bed and I let Rob be the first to smoke while I held the torch. The pipe got passed around twice, while we all took deep drags of the thick, white smoke. "Fuckin' A, man!" Rob grinned, rubbing his hand along my thigh. "This is fuckin' great!" "Yeah - thanks, man!" Brian added. "We were just about to give up and go home." "As long as you're a nasty fuckpig, you're welcome to stay!" I said, waving the glass pipe in the air. "Hell yeah!!" the other three yelled in unison. "You guys mind bein' watched?" I asked. "Bri's a little shy," Rob answered, "but I love it!" I was starting to get the impression that Rob was my kinda chemwhore! We passed the pipe around one more time, and then I got up and opened the door to the hall. When I turned around, Rob had already hopped up in the sling, and was adjusting his legs against the chains. Ryan was casually playing with Brian's hole that was exposed by the jockstrap. I sat down on the bed and lit a cigarette. Brian inched his way over to me, and whispered, "If I can get you hard, will you fuck Rob? He wants that ring so bad!" he said referring to my PA. "Go for it, man," I told him. I really didn't think he'd have much luck, but I wasn't gonna turn down a blowjob from a sexy tweaker. He took his time, at first just warming my cock with his hot mouth. I could feel the warm spit running down my balls and into the crack of my ass - - - and then Brian found my weak spot - my hole. Without letting my cock out of his mouth, he slowly worked two fingers into my horny hole. I felt my body relax, as I gave myself over to his attentions. His long, middle finger found my prostate, and gently started massaging. My legs spread to give him more room to work. I heard the chains on the sling jangle, and looked over to see Poz Daddy dipping his fat cock into Rob's Tina-fueled hole. He was still wearing the yellow jockstrap from before, but had added a leather vest and biker's cap. He'd also brought a friend back with him - - - a big, black stud - also in a leather vest, and leather armbands around his biceps. He was stroking his leather, cockringed meat, while he watched Rob's hole get opened by his buddy. I was torn between wanting that black cock up my ass, and wanting to fuck Rob's muscular ass with my growing hardon. (Tina makes you want it ALL!!!) Brian grunting loudly, as he slobbered over my thickening meat. He had switched position, and was now on his knees - Ryan sitting cross-legged behind his ass, feeding the Ken Ryker dildo in and out of his tweaked hole. Brian's free hand (the one not up my ass), encircled the leather ballstretcher around my balls and exerted a firm, steady tug. I don't know what it was (maybe the earlier Levitra?), but all of a sudden, I was rock hard! Brian noticed it too, and stopped his frantic sucking. "Fuck! That's hot!" he said, staring with the unblinking stare of a methhead. "Please fuck 'im!" he said, still staring. "Fuck 'im with that big, pierced dick!" Afraid of losing my hardon, I quickly got up and moved toward the sling. Poz Daddy took one look, and slid his wet cock out of Rob's gaping hole. "Fuck, yeah!" he grinned. "We got us a flip fucker!!!" I stepped into position at the edge of the sling and slammed my cock into Rob's open hole. "Fuck!!!" he yelled, with a twisted grin on his face. His hole felt like a tube of warm pudding, happy to be filled by a man's thick cock. "Fuck yeah, man!" Poz Daddy growled in my ear. "Fuck the pig's hole!" I felt my cock expand even more, as it got used to the sensation of the warm muscleboytweakerhole. I grabbed hold of the chains supporting the sling, and started moving my hips back and forth, watching my lubeslick tool slide in and out of the stretched pucker. The black guy moved in behind me, reaching around and playing with my pierced tits, and sliding his thick meat up and down my sweaty buttcrack. "That's right... fuck 'im...fuck his hole... fuck 'im with that big, pierced dick!" he quietly hissed in my ear. (I found out later that his name was James, and Poz Daddy (aka Brent) had texted him, and told him about the partypigs at the bathhouse. Suggested he come over an' fuck some ass.) James' right hand disappeared from my chest, only to help him position his cock against my sphincter. I stopped fucking Rob long enough to focus on my asshole, and felt the huge cock slide in me! "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!" I moaned in approval, melting against the heat of James' big body, and letting him push me deeper into Rob. I was sandwiched between two hot guys, fucking and getting fucked at the same time!!! James took over now, grinding his muscular pelvis against me, and forcing me to fuck Rob harder and harder. The mixed smell of his sweat and the leather vest was like another drug for my chemmed-up mind, and I happily gave myself over to this fucking machine!

A few years ago, I was in between jobs, and feeling horny midweek. Decided to head down to the baths to see if I could get into some trouble. Got there around midnight, and got a good double room on the 3rd floor, complete with XXX videos and mirrors on all four walls and the ceiling. The third floor doesn't always have as much activity as the second floor, but it usually makes up for it in kink, sleaze, parTy and bareback sex. As always, I had done a thorough douche at home (on top of not eating for 24 hours), and brought an assortment of party favors to 'relax.' Went through my usual routine of smoking the glass cock and opening my hole with a variety of dildoes. "Well, they'll let any kinda trash in this place," a voice cackled from my open door. It was my dealer, Rex, making the rounds to keep his 'customers' satisfied. I motioned for him to come in and shut the door. "Mmmmm - looks like you plan to be here a while," he grinned, surveying the assortment of toys and leather I had laid out on the bed. "Yeah - bored an' horny on a Wednesday night. Figured I'd bring my party ass out for a spin," I laughed. I bought some exTra supplies from him for the future - always like to keep a backup stash so I'm not runnin' around tryin' to score on the weekend. Rex played with my hole for awhile for old times sake- then got up and slid the cash I'd given him into the waistband of his red jockstrap. Then he was off to roam the halls to see if there were any more "customers." The "T" was really makin' my hole hungry, the "X" was makin' me feel sexy, and I'd gotten brazen enough to leave my door wide open. I had just snapped on a leather cockring and cinched my balls with a leather ballstretcher when I heard the sound of jingling keys and heavy boots coming down the hallway! A tall guy in tight jeans and a leather biker jacket stopped at the room across from mine, inserted the key and went in. The door shut too fast for me to get a good look - but at this point, he was fresh meat. I continued fingering my slick hole and playin' with my Xtasy-charged pierced tits, and watchin' the gay porn on the in-house sex channels. The door across the hall opened abruptly, and the guy walked out (minus the leather jacket) wearin' jeans and a tight white T-shirt. This time, I got a better look - he was well-built, 30-something with sandy blonde short hair. His eyes briefly took in the sight in my room, and then he was off down the hallway. In a few minutes, he was back. Same routine. Keys in the lock, straight in the room, door shut. - - - Fuck! Not even a hint of interest. Since he was the only one I'd seen in about an hour, I didn't bother to shut my door when I reached into my bag for a booty bump. I successfully dosed my hole (with no witnesses), and kicked back to smoke a cigarette. The door handle across the way rattled, and he stepped out in just the bathhouse-issued white towel. This time, we at least made eye contact. I nodded to him - he nodded back - and he headed off down the hallway. He would return several more times - each time entering his room and shutting the door. I figured, maybe he was new to the bathhouse scene, and was just nervous. But everytime he left his room, he would stop and acknowledge me. On one of his absences, I scribbled a note on a piece of scratch paper that said "COME FUCK ME!" and slid it under his door. Then I scrambled back across to my room, shut the door, loaded the pipe with a large rock and smoked a few hits from the glass cock to calm my nerves. (I'm not usually that aggressive...) I opened my door before he got back, and managed to see him enter his room. He bent down to pick up the scrap of paper - looked at it - and then shut the door. (Shit! I was never gonna get fucked!) In frustration, I grabbed my Ty Fox dildo, greased it up with my favorite mix of Crisco and J-Lube and shoved it in my hungry fuckhole. About twenty minutes went by, and I heard the knob of his door rattle again. This time he stayed in his room, standing next to the bed with the door half open. The flash of a lighter lit up his face as he lit a cigarette. You could see that he was trying to look nonchalant, standing there, smoking and watching the porn from his own TV. His eyes would look my way from time to time, and I would try to lay at an angle where he could see the huge dildo stretching my horny hole. His free hand dropped down and started stroking his cock under the tattered towel. I pulled the dildo out, and massaged the inside of my burning hole with my right hand, miming the words "F-U-C-K M-E" in his direction. Finally, the towel dropped, revealing an enormous cock encircled by a heavy chrome cockring. I jerked my head back, motioning him to come across the hall. He timidly looked both ways down the hall, then grabbed his towel and key, and came over to my room, shutting his door - and then the door to my room. "Fuck, man - you got a huge cock!" I said, sitting up and cupping his heavy, shaved balls in my lubeslick hand. "Was that your note?" he asked calmly. "Yeah, man. I need to get fucked - bad!" "Yeah - I can tell," he smiled, reaching down and grabbing the greasy Ty Fox. The chems had removed all my inhibitions by now, and I didn't hesitate to take his stiff meat into my mouth and get it slobbery wet with my spit. "Mmmmmmmm - - - - - yeaaaaahhhhhh," he moaned, pushing his hips forward. "I fuck raw," he almost whispered, while I gagged on the thick cock. "That's how I like it," I answered, taking my mouth off him, and smearing his cock with the excess lube on my hands. "I'm poz," he countered, sounding nervous that I would turn him down. "Even better!" I stared into his eyes - and then laid back on the bed, pulling my knees back toward my shoulders and exposing my purplish fuck slot. He knelt on the edge of the cheap foam rubber mattress, letting the head of his cock dip in and out of my puckered sphincter. "Fuck me, man! Fuck my hole! Tear my fuckin' ass up with that big cock!" I begged, looking into his eyes with the unblinking stare of a spun tweaker - my jaws grinding uncontrollably from the multiple chems. He leaned forward, sinking inch after thick inch of his fucktool inside my burning, slutty hole. "Damn! he smiled. "Your ass is awesome!" finally bottoming out, and grinding his pubic stubble against my firm asscheeks. He wasn't as big as Ty Fox, but he sure as hell filled my hole from side to side! I pushed back toward him to signal my approval. "Damn, I love big dick!" I said, half to him - half to myself, as I watched him fuck me in the mirrrored reflection on the ceiling. He was really enjoying himself now - pulling all the way out - then corkscrewing back in - hitting all the right spots in my hole. "Ya like that big dick, huh, fucker? he panted. "Like gettin' that hole bred?" "Fuck, yeah. Breed my fuckin' hole, dude!" I egged him on. "Gimme your poz load!" After about thirty minutes of good, solid fucking, he pulled out and stood up. "Get on your knees and put that harness on," he ordered, pointing to the black leather harness on the bed. I quickly flipped over to my knees and slid the harness over my head, pulling it snug and snapping the loose ends together. Before he could object, I also grabbed the glass pipe and held the torch under it long enough to vaporize the leftover drug in the bowl. While I was holding the smoke in my lungs, I offered the pipe to him, thinking he would turn it down. To my surprise, he took the pipe and torch and did a powerful-sized hit himself. When we had both exhaled the thick white clouds, he used the harness to pull me closer to him, and forced his thick tongue into my mouth. The combination of X and T and this hot man's tongue in my mouth drove me wild! I moaned like crazy while our tongues entwined, and his fingers probed my loose hole. At the same time, I was reaching around and stroking his rock hard meat, making sure that the fucking wasn't over. He evidently got my message, 'cause his tongue withdrew, and he forced me down on my hands and knees. I looked to my right, just in time to see him spit on my hole and start slapping his stiff cock back and forth on my asscheeks. I reached around, pulling my cheeks apart and pushing my puckered hole out. He grabbed the bottle of J-lube and held it high, letting a long stream of the gooey fucklube flow into my open hole and onto his dick. He leaned forward, sinking into me in one movement, moaning, "Oh, FUCK!!!!" After a few slow in and out plunges, I felt his right hand grab the metal ring on the back of my harness. This gave him the leverage he needed to start powerfucking my slutty chemhole. He fucked like a wildman, thrusting deep every time. The slap, slap, slap of his muscular thighs hitting my slick asscheeks echoed in the dark room, punctuated by the grunts of two pigs in heat! "Fuck! Oh! Fuck, yeah! Fuck! Uh-huh! Yeah! Fuck it! Fuck!" I rambled, fully enjoying the rough assault on my hungry pighole. One final thrust, and I felt him stiffen, shuddering, as he shot spurt after spurt of poz cum deep into my guts! "Take - my - fuckin' - load! - - - - Breed - your - fuckin' - hole!" he panted, pushing his cock in as deep as possible. When he finally caught his breath, he leaned forward, laying his sweaty chest and abs on my equally sweaty back. "That was fuckin' great...." he mumbled into my ear. "Mmmmmm-hmmmmmm...." I moaned back. His dick started to soften, and slid out of me with a loud 'plop' followed by a nasty fuckfart. He rolled off of me and onto his back, and I quickly turned around and sucked the remaining cum off his shrinking cock. When I had cleaned him off, he pulled me toward him and shoved his tongue in my mouth again, tasting the mixture of his own cum and the juice from my hole. When we pulled apart, he stared at the ceiling and mumbled, "That was sooooo fucking hot..." "You gonna be here for awhile?" he asked, sitting up and rubbing my chest. "Yeah - probably." I answered. "Partyin' just makes me want more," I said, reaching over and squeezing his still ample cock. "Well - I'm gonna go take a shower, an' see if I can catch up with my dealer. He was here earlier, an' I need to buy some - uh - 'supplies' before he leaves," he winked toward the glass pipe. He stood up ( a little wobbly) and grabbed his towel and keys. Out the door he went. I scooped some of the thick, white, toxic cum from my well-used hole and slowly sucked it off my fingers, reliving the last hour in my chemfuck dreams. Found out later that we had the same dealer, and he had sorta pushed the two of us together. FFuckin' sweet! Oh - - - and Ryan (the guy who fucked me) is a bartender at one of the local gay bars. I get free drinks everytime he's tending bar:cool:

They must've signaled each other, 'cause they switched places without speaking, and then I felt my ass being filled with Dan's X-tra thick cock. "Oh fuck!" I moaned, staring up into Brent's eyes. "Great, isn't it?" he smiled. "I knew you'd like his cock - God knows, I do!" We shifted on the bed, so that Brent was sitting, leaning against one of the mirrored walls. He opened the bag that Dan had brought - I couldn't quite see what he was doing (partly 'cause it was dark, and partly 'cause Dan was starting to really pound my ass). When Dan slowed down, I heard him say, "Hey babe - you sure he's okay with that?" I looked up, and Brent had a rubber strap tied around his upper left arm, and a syringe clenched in his teeth. Taking the syringe with his right hand, he looked at me and asked, "You okay if I slam?" I grinned, and said, "Fuck, yeah! Just le'me get my mouth on your cock while you do it." I waited 'til he'd cleaned his arm with an alcohol pad, and had gotten the needle in and it had registered with blood. He nodded, and I slowly took his semihard cock in my mouth. Everything stopped. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him push the plunger. He waited - then pulled out the needle - raised his arm and pulled off the rubber strap - - - and coughed - twice. I felt his body stiffen - then vibrate, as the drug ran through his veins. His cock didn't harden, but it did start to leak a lot of salty precum, which I swirled around his cock with my tongue. I instinctively moved my right hand between his legs and found his asspucker. He reacted by spreading his legs, giving me more access, and soon I had three fingers inside his pre-lubed hole. Mmmmmmmmm!- this fucker had come to pnplay!!!! As I worked my fingers in, Brent slowly slid down onto the bed, his legs spreading wider and wider. In no time, I had four fingers in his wet hole, and he was moaning like a bitch in heat! Dan caught on to what I was doing, and I felt his thick cock slide out of my hole. He grabbed the duffle that he'd brought and began looking for something. I just focused on Brent's open hole, massaging the soft, warm insides of his fuck chute. He grabbed my wrist and guided my hand, letting me know that he wanted more. I let my thumb fold into the palm of my hand, and began rotating my wrist to find just the right angle. Brent took a deep breath, and as he exhaled, he pulled my hand toward his stretched hole. The fleshy muscle relaxed, and my hand slid in! "Ohhhhhh fffuuuucccckkkkkkkkkkk!" he yelled, loud enough for the neighboring rooms to hear. Just about that time, I felt a slight burning sensation in my ass. I'd almost forgotten about Dan, with my mind focused on getting into Brent's ass. I knew the familiar tingle of a booty bump, and the feeling of Dan's thick fingers stretching MY hole! Still on my hands and knees, I spread my legs a little wider, giving him plenty of room to work. Brent grabbed the bottle of J-lube and squirted a hefty glob at the intersection of his ass and my wrist - and then handed the bottle to Dan. It was clear they'd played this game many times! Dan held the bottle above my gaping hole and let a steady stream of the gooey lube flow into my tweaked ass. The lube was still warm from when I mixed it up earlier, and felt great filling up my hungry butt. Dan shifted his body into a more comfortable position on the cheap foam mattress, and then began working his hand inside, just as I had done with his boyfriend. I had lost my focus on Brent's ass, now that Dan was working on mine - but he had taken control and was writhing up and down on my wrist - clearly enjoying the effects of his slam! [Aside: In addition to copious amounts of crystal, I attribute my love for getting fucked and fisted to having a squeaky clean ass. Knowing that no cock or hand is going to come out covered in shit gives me the confidence to really relax and enjoy the experience. Once I'm clean and start to party, I don't eat or drink (except water) until I'm finished - sometimes 2-3 days! The only things that go in my hole are crystal, lube, dildos, fists, cocks and cummmmmmm] By turning to my left, I had a great view of Dan in the mirror on the wall - hot stud in leather, working his hairy paw into my hungry hole. I took a deep breath and exhaled, pushing back on his greasy hand. There was a slight feeling of pressure, as the widest part of his hand stretched my sphincter - and then he was in. "Whoa!" Dan said in surprise. "You're a fuckin' pro, man! Fuckin' sucked my hand right in." I rocked my ass side to side, acknowledging his compliment, and letting him know I was in pig heaven. "Hey, Brent," Dan said over my shoulder. "You found us a real pig!" Brent was in his own fistpig haze, with my hand massaging the warm insides of his burning hole. I rotated my wrist a half turned and pulled out slightly to test how far his assmuscle would stretch. He opened his eyes a little and gave me an evil grin, letting me know I was in sync with his 'needs.' I rotated my wrist again, relieving the pressure, and causing his eyelids to close again. I repeated the action over and over until my hand was able to almost come completely out. Brent shifted on the bed so that he could stretch one leg out and pull the other back toward his chest, giving me a better angle to work with. All the while, Dan was working on my hole, similarly stretching and getting me used to the size of his hand. When his hand finally came out, I heard him chuckle. "Fuck! How many loads you got up there, man?" he laughed. I could smell the distinct odor of warm cum fill the room, as my ass dripped the remains of my earlier play. "Not enough!" I replied, hoping that he'd add his before the night was over. Dan slid off the bed and walked over to Brent, placing his fingers in his lover's mouth. "Mmmmmmm!" Brent moaned, eagerly sucking the slimy cum and buttjuice off Dan's hand. "You'e so fuckin' nasty," Dan growled, smearing the palm of his hand all over Brent's face, marking him with the dregs of my ass. Dan stood up, but before heading back to me, he walked over and turned the door handle, just barely leaving the door ajar. Fuck - these were my type of guys - wild, chemfueled, man-to-man sex....with as many men as possible! Dan climbed back on the bed and kneeled behind me, his hand lightly slapping my asscheeks. The next thing I felt was his tongue and stubbled chin grazing on my sleazy hole. I pushed my hole open, so he could get in as deep as he wanted. "Mmmmmph! Mmmmmmmph! Mmmmph!" he grunted as his tongue dug into my cumbucket. When he needed a break, his hand would replace his tongue - and with the stimulation, drugs and earlier play.... his hand was easily inside me. "Fuckin' whore! Bet you let anybuddy stcik they're dick in there," he teased. "Ya got any preference for dick, pig?" he asked, his fingers expertly massaging my prostate. "Thick," I managed to spit out. Dan's hand slid out with a plop, and then I felt him grab my cock and balls, coating them with the slime from my ass. "That feel good, pig?" he asked, closing his thumb and index finger tightly around my cock and balls like an extra cockring. When I didn't respond, he squeezed harder and tugged downward on my junk. "Yeah," I gasped. "What's that, boy?" he tugged again. "Yes, SIR!" I barked back. "That's better, fuckpig," he said, slightly backing off on the tension. The work on my prostate, his manhandling of my cock, AND the Levitra I'd taken earlier were all having a positive effect on my partycock! "Mmmmmmmm! Now that's the kinda cock I like my boys to have," Dan purred. He pulled my hardening cock back between my legs and swallowed it in his warm mouth. I was in sensory overdrive - my ass twitching, my nipples tingling, my cock throbbing - every inch of my body was on fire....one hunky sextool! Dan continued tonguing my ass and sucking my cock until I was rockhard and needed to fuck. He leaned forward so that his mouth was next to my ear, and whispered, "I wanna see you fuck Brent. We get off watchin' each other get fucked by strangers." That kind of kinky shit is a total turn-on for me, and my cock throbbed even harder, knowing that Dan was into seein' his lover gettin' dicked by some guy they'd just met. I slowly pulled my hand out of Brent's butt, and wiped the slick lube off with a paper towel. Then I grabbed Brent's thighs and pulled him toward me, pushing his legs apart and back, so that his gaping hole was at about the same level as my cock. He just stared at me with kind of a blank, drugged look, like he wasn't sure what was about to happen. My PA bounced up and down on his slightly open pucker, and the head of my cock pulsed with blood, flaring a good 2" wide. I leaned forward, sinking into his hole in one stroke. "Ooohhh Fuuuccckk!" Brent moaned. "Fuckin' nice cock, man," he added. [One advantage I love about meth is that (when I can get hard) I can fuck for hours without cumming!] Brent's hole was nice and loose, just like I like 'em. Plenty of room to move around, and my PA doesn't pinch the head of my dick. "Gimme that big Daddy dick! Fuck, yeah! You know what my hole needs. Fuck!" Brent panted, as I corkscrewed my cock in and out. My cock looked damn hot covered in lube and buttslime as I slowly dragged it out of Brent's open manhole. The stretched, purple muscle flared out, begging for my cock to sink back in to the warm depths of his chemmed ass. As meth will often do, I got caught in my own little private fuck scene - oblivious to anything else going on around me - just my cock and Brent's hole. When I sort of snapped out of it, I saw two more guys in the room - one standing, and the other on his knees sucking his friend's cock. They were obviously turned on by our scene, and had joined in with their own action. If the chemistry's right, that's one of the many things I love about the baths - nuthin' like a few guys havin' sex next to you to make your own scene even hotter...especially when they're hot...and total strangers! I looked around for Dan, and saw he had moved to the corner furthest from the door. He had a rubber tourniquet tied around his left arm and was cleaning the crease in his elbow with an alcohol pad. Shit! He was gonna slam right in front of these two guys! I guess the guy getting the blowjob sensed my concern, 'cause he caught my eye and motioned a 'thumbs up' sign and a wink to me. I watched Dan line the rig up and slide it into the vein. He must have pushed the plunger in, 'cause the next thing I saw was him putting the orange plastic cap back on the needle. He raised his arm over his head and pulled the rubber tourniquet to release it. "Cough - - - cough," came the sounds from Dan - his body shuddered briefly while he threw his head back. Then he shook his head like he was trying to clear the cobwebs, and then drawled out, "Ffuuuccccckkkkkkkkk!" He dipped two fingers into the nearby tub of Crisco and then pumped several globs of J-lube into his palm. Soon, he was massaging the greasy, gooey mixture into his muscled crack, his pelvis writhing up and down off the black rubber sheet. I took a break from Brent's hole and turned my attention to Dan's. Fumbling around through the collection of dildos I'd brought with me, I grabbed my Ty Fox which was still slick from previously being up my ass. Dan's eyes were still dancing from the effects of the slam, but the way he spread his legs let me know he was aware of me and my intentions. I let the huge head of the big rubber dong graze his sensitive asslips, sending electrical impulses throughout his body. He inhaled deeply, and as he exhaled, I felt his ass start to give way. "Ooooohhhhhh, fuck!" Dan bellowed, completely giving in to his desire to get fucked. "Shove it in me, man! Rape my fuckin' hole!" he panted, as I kept a constant pressure on the big rubber-balled base of the dildo. It was so hot watchin' this big hunk of man flip from total top to total bottom - letting his inner pig come out to play. A satisfied grin came over his face when he felt the huge rubber balls grinding against his asscheeks, letting him know the huge dildo was firmly seated inside. "Uh-huh....yeah...uh-huh....mmmmm.....yeah...uh-huh," Dan mumbled, floating on the high from the slam, the warm lube and the pressure filling his ass. He was seriously grinding his jaws now, eyes closed, butt dancing while I worked the big rubber cock in and out of his hole. I loved watching his assmuscle cling to the dildo as it slid out - staying open until I shoved it back in - - - fucking bull twat!!! I felt some movement behind me, and saw that Brent had flipped over on his back and was shinnying between my legs. His warm mouth found my dangling cock, and he proceeded to gobble it up like the hungry cockwhore he'd become. The two spectators had disappeared, probably to check for other hot action - or maybe to go parTy in private. Dan was starting to show a little more awareness of what was going on, and he was digging through the pile of dildos with his right hand. He grabbed Kris Lord and held it up, gauging its size against his hunger. [Kris Lord doesn't appear any larger than Ty Fox, but its shape makes it noticeably wider, thus providing more stretch if inserted straight on. Sometimes, I'll start out with it sideways, and then rotate it to get my ass used to the width - - - or if I'm really spun, I shove it in straight for maximum impacT!!!] I let go of my hold on Ty Fox, and grabbed the new dildo from Dan. Scooped two fingers full of Crisco from the tub, pumped four gobs of j-lube into my hand and started slathering the veiny rubber shaft with the nasty concoction. By the time I was ready, Dan's hole had ejected Ty Fox, and his purplish rosebud was pulsating, begging to be filled. From experience, I knew exactly how he was feeling, so positioned the wide, meaty head against his bud and pushed. There was a slight resistance, and then the muscle gave way. The huge cock barreled its way deep into his gut, while he roared in pleasure. "Uuunnnngggghhhhhhh!" he growled. "That's it, fucker! Fuck me! Use my fuckin' hole!"

It was a hot summer day in Arizona and I was taking the bus to my mom's workplace to pick up the car so I could take my visiting cousins to rent some VHS movies to pass the time. I was still in high school and jumped at any opportunity to borrow the car, even if it was for just an afternoon. We stopped to pick up some people and on walks this older, bald, short, muscular guy with visible tattoos on his arms. He sits accross from me and I can't stop looking at him. He is probably around 36 or 38, muscular and veiny with a goatee and dark piercing eyes. He sees me looking and looks back but I am young and not sure so I move to the back of the bus at the next stop. He soon follows and sits right behind me and leans in and says, "so where are you headed kid?" I am startled and turn my head to see him lick his lips. My heart started to race as I told him my plans and asked where he was going. He said he was gonna go visit a friend and then had some free time on his hands and asked if I wanted to pick him up so we could "hang out". I was so excited and my cock was rock hard as I stammered.. "uh, sure. I can pick you up at the main bus station in about half an hour if you want?" He agreed to meet me there and I got off at the next stop. After my cousins took forever deciding on a movie, I finally got them back to the grandparents house and said I had to run some errands. I raced over to the station and drove around worried he would be gone until I finally saw him walking up the street. I pulled up and rolled down the window and he got in, "what took you so long, I thought you ditched me kid?" "No.. sorry" I stammered, "so what did you want to do?" I asked pretty seriously naive. " I wanna fuck" he said turning to look at me as he grabbed his crotch. My heart was beating hard and my cock was leaking precum by now as I raced back home. We got inside and he said his name was John and that he only had about an hour to kill as he stripped off his clothes. He wasn't shy and had no reason to be, he had a well muscled body with tats on his arms, chest, abs and back. I was moving much slower than him as I was in shock at what was happening. I wasn't a virgin but had NEVER done anything like this and my teen cock was throbbing at the idea of having sex with this MAN. When he was finally nude, he moved to my bed and his balls hung low and his cock was about 7 inches semi hard and thick as fuck. I finally got naked and he told me to come over. As I got into bed, he guided my mouth to his cock and I began to lick and suck it like a champ. He started with the "yeah baby's" and "fuck that feels good" which only made me suck harder. After a few minutes he sat up, grabbed me and flipped me on my back and spread my legs as he dove into suck my dick. I almost came when his mouth took my cock all the way in. I was probably no more than 5 1/2 inches hard so he was able to take my entire cock easily. I was moaning and wrtihing in pleasure when he started to lift my legs and move his tongue down to my smooth hole. FUCK, I started shaking as his tongue shot into my asshole and he pushed my legs back further to get even deeper. I was moaning and whimpering as he tongue fucked my tight shitter and I was in heaven. He finally came up and said "you know what I wanna do" are you ready for me to fuck you?" I could only nod yes. He spit on his hand and rubbed it on his cock then lined up his head to my tight, teen hole and slowly pushed in. His raw cock was begining to fill me and I gasped as I felt him sliding in. He pushed my legs out wider and started to really shove. I tried to push him back as it began to hurt but he was strong and wild with lust for my young ass and he pinned my arms back as he rammed the rest of his veiny, raw dick into my hole. I almost screamed out but he landed on top of me and covered my mouth with his and began kissing me as he let my asshole take in the girth and length of his man cock. Instinctivly I wrapped my legs around his strong, waist and he knew he had me. He grabbed my face and started to fuck me hard while kissing, licking and biting me. I wrapped my arms around his back and kissed him back as best as I could in between deep breaths. My smooth cock was rubbing against his abs and I knew I wouldn't last long. He was biting my neck and sucking when he started to pump me faster and harder and the next thing I knew he rammed his entire length into me and shot a hot raw load deep into my guts! "FUCKKKKK, HOLY SHIT, ARRRGGGHHHH" was all I heard in my ear as he convulsed and finally collapsed on top of me, out of breath. His cock slowly slid out of my spent hole and he flipped over on his back. I leand in to kiss his perfect chest and he pulled me into him, kissing my head like an uncle would his nephew. "So how was that?" he asked me. I just smiled and kissed his lips. He reached down and took hold my my still hard cock saying, "you wanna try fucking me?" I jumped up and said ok and tried to lift his legs but he stopped me and turned around on his hands and knees. I had never fucked anyone doggy style but as he reached around to spread his thick, muscular cheeks, instinct took over and I tried to ram my young dick into his hot, wet man hole. He pulled away a bit and then pushed back but I was only half way in when he stopped me. "Sorry kid, I thought I could take it but it's been a while, lay down and I'll suck you off." I was dissappointed but happy to let him suck my dick again. He started in on my cock slowly and then put a finger in my used hole. He started to suck harder and finger me deeper. That was all it took and I shot a fresh, hot, watery load of teen jizz into his mouth. He pulled up and I shot the rest on his face and chest, my eyes rolling back and my body thrashing. He pulled out his finger and came up to kiss me, but I could barely breath, let alone kiss him back. John got up and began to pose in the mirror and asked me if I liked his body. I could barely see straight but said hell yeah, he was perfect. "Thanks kid, mind if I take a shower?" "Sure go ahead" I said and got up to show him the way. While he was in the bathroom my nosiness took over and I started to check his pockets. I was a pretty good kid and not trying to take the guy, just curious. I pull out his wallet and opened it up to find an id. Not a driver's license, but a COUNTY JAIL id showing his name as David and being a work realease detainee. I was at once scared and excited. I had just been fucked by a convict out on work release. I was pissed at him for lying but horny as fuck at the idea of a criminal having just used me. I checked his other pockets and found a bus pass in one and then a small sandwich bag in the other. It had some weed in it and I shoved it back in his pants. "John" finished up and came back to my room and saw me holding his pants, although I had put the wallet back, I guess he figured I had peeked and came clean. He said he was supposed to be looking for work but had gone to a friends to pick up some weed and never expected to meet me in the process. He asked me if I wold give him a ride back and I said ok, but would have to hurry. He grabbed some lotion off my dresser and pulled out the pot from his pocket. He rolled it into a small ball and lubed up his hole with lotion before pushing the baggie into his ass. I had never seen this done before and couldn't believe my eyes! He just smiled and said "the guard usually makes you spread your cheeks, but the guy working this shift hates his job and won't even make me take off my underwear." He winked and I smiled. I took "John" back and dropped him off at a bus stop down the street. He grabbed my thigh and said "thanks kid, you were a great fuck!" and got out. I never saw him again but I sure did jack off to the memory of him for many years after. That was the first anonymous fuck that started my craving for raw, anon dick. It's been more than 20 years but I am still grateful to him for bringing out the need for hot, man sex in me that hot summer day.

Part 2..... I finished my errands by noon and got home, made some coffee and checked online to see if any buddies were around. I had taken three poz loads the night before from my FWB "M", but I was horny as fuck! I wanted more cock or hole. I saw a profile in a nearby city about 20 minutes away. A top black dude - 6' 4", 200 pounds and an 'average' cock. Said he was 37 and couldn't entertain. I wondered what 'average' would look like attached to a tall guy like that. I have a FWB nearby that is black and 'average'. This dude is anything than average - a good 8" of cut, thick, poz cock. And we all know 'average' is relative. Especially on the internet. So, I shot the guy a message about making it worth his 20 minute drive. I opened my privates up and continued browsing. A couple of minutes later, the chat window popped up. He said he loved the pics. He was a top and could see I was versatile. Was I interested in taking some hard cock in my holes? He sent me a pic of a guy in baggy jeans, baggy shirt and a baseball cap. Grin. He looked handsome... But body wise? I couldn't tell and I was determined that I'd know better once I got him naked. I certainly liked the way this guy started out. "Hard cock in my holes"? That was EXACTLY what I was hoping to find. I replied that I was ready to play with him right now if he wanted to take a drive. He said he would head over for 2 p.m. That gave me time to set things up. He arrived at 1:58. I was impressed when I saw the car pull into my driveway. I wasn't wasting time and had already put on a Fort Troff jock and a black stretch t-shirt over my leather harness. That was it. I opened the door from behind and welcomed him. His eyebrows shot up and he smiled when he saw I was only wearing a jock and shirt. "I'm Mike". Mike was dressed in baggy everything - coat, shirt, pants and toque (hat). He was a handsome looking guy. Better than his picture. I told him so. He replied that he liked my profile and what I enjoyed and he thought I was a hot lookin' older guy. I offered him a drink and made one for myself. We chatted a little. Me mostly trying to keep things low key. We soon shared a puff and he reached around casually a few times to squeeze my ass cheeks. As the joint drew close to the end, he was running his finger across my hole gently as we talked. He pulled his finger away from my ass, and for a moment I was disappointed. His gently stroking was almost hypnotic. I saw his finger come into my peripheral vision, and I realized he was putting it up to my mouth. He looked at me and raised one eyebrow and gave me a cocky grin. I slurped his finger as he pushed it into my mouth.... deeper and deeper. I knew what he was going to do, so I made sure I gobbed him up good and then opened my mouth for him to pull the dripping forefinger out. He looked me directly in the eyes as I felt that slick finger slide immediately to my pucker and coat the outside of my hole with my own wet slick spit. It felt awesome and I involuntarily felt my hole spasm closed and open against his finger. I could tell by his face expressions that he felt it too. He continued to slide for a few seconds and then I felt him slip the finger inside me. We both groaned. I think we both groaned. Maybe it was me doing all the groaning? Regardless, he had nice long thick fingers (a promise of 'average' things to come I wondered?). My hole was still puffy and juicy from the three loads I had taken in the last twelve hours from my FWB "M", so he looked a little surprised as his finger slipped right up into my hot, juicy ass to the base. "How many loads you got here dude? You're juicy and wet"? "Three since midnight". "Nice - let's fuck". Perfect. I wanted to see this guy naked. I gently pulled his finger from my hole, held his hand and pulled him towards the stairs to my bedroom. He took the hint immediately and he was right behind me one stair, as I slowly walked up the steps. He slid his finger back into my hole. I gasped at the sudden intrusion, and he smacked my left cheek. Hard. It surprised me, and I could tell he loved it when I tensed up at the surprise slap. My hole clamped down on his finger. "Oh fuck ya... nice ass muscles dude" he murmured. We had stopped when I was caught off guard by the slap. Just as I went up one more stair, he eased a second finger beside the first and hauled off and slapped my other cheek. A good, firm, solid smack. We stopped on each step for 2-3 seconds while he slowly pumped my hole with two, then three fingers. More solid slaps. My ass was warming up. Literally inside and out. I walked into the bedroom and the media player was set to the porn directory. "What kinda porn do you like Mike"? "Got any hot black cocks opening older holes"? Knightbreeders has a lot of that stuff, so I threw on a flick that immediately showed a thick guy sliding into a gaping hole while cum leaked out from all around the sliding cock. I explained that I liked to watch that flick now and then. We both chuckled. He started to pull off his baggy t-shirt. As he pulled it over his head, I could see that he had a solid build on him. Muscular as fuck. Not ripped. But man, this was muscled and not fat. Nice start. I quickly pulled my shirt over my head and dropped it to the floor. When he pulled his head and arms from his shirt, he did a quick double-take when he saw I was now only in the jock and a red and black leather harness. "Fucking A dude", he said as he dropped his jeans. I dropped to my knees in front of his baggy boxers. I could see the 'average' cock head outlined against where it pushed on his shorts. There was a big wet spot right at the head. He had clearly enjoyed our cocktail and conversation. Or maybe it was the fingering and spanking? Or all of the above? Grin. I licked at his cock head through the cotton material, as I slowly pulled them downwards. Mike stood with his hands on my shoulders. I could feel him trembling just a little bit, so I stopped and looked upwards. He was staring intently down at me licking his cock head and sliding his shorts. He actually looked a little stunned when I stopped pulling on the boxers, and just when I could see he was going to say something, I yanked them down and they dropped to his feet. At that point, his anything-but-average cock sprung right up and hit me in the face. I was pleasantly surprised to see that he was also uncut. His crotch was totally shaved smooth and he had large low hangers. I grasped his semi-hard cock and leaned in to sniff the base of his cock and his balls. He moaned softly as I licked his balls separately. Slowly rolling my tongue over them. Slipping one, then the other into my wet mouth. I made sure I had lots of spit in my mouth and worked both those massive orbs into my mouth gently. Once I had them in, I actually started to gently suck them down towards my throat. He literally staggered away and I thought I might have caused him pain. “Holyyy fuck man. Nobody has EVERY done that to me before. Licking my balls is very hot. BOTH in your mouth and throat? I thought I was going to cum JUST from that”, he explained. I pulled him back towards me by his cock and repeated the whole ball licking thing for the next five minutes. I gently stroked his cock and pulled the foreskin over the head slowly at the same time. I looked up often to see him watching me and fingering his nipples as he moaned. I took a deep hit of poppers and focused on that big cock. It was easily 9 inches of uncut, thick dick. It certainly wasn’t average. I looked up at him and slowly pulled his foreskin way over the head. It puckered up beautifully. I licked all around the pucker of his skin and slid my tongue under the skin and around his cockhead. He groaned as I started to pull the skin back slowly while pushing my wet mouth and tongue down onto the fat head. He groaned more as I pulled back up and gathered all the skin along. I nibbled gently on the sensitive foreskin and his knees buckled a little. I watched carefully to see how much he could take. He pulled me off a second and said, “A lot of guys have an issue with uncut cock but you are blowing my mind with what you are doing. Holy shit dude. I thought I was gonna blow there and didn’t want to go yet”. I chuckled and said, “We uncut guys know a lot of sensitive spots don’t we?” With that, I took some time and started to deep throat that massive cock. Slow strokes up and down, mixed in with throat constrictions around his entire dick when it was buried in my gullet. I brought him to the edge a few times and pulled off in time. He reached down to pull me up off my knees and man-handled me to turn around at the same time. He pushed me over to the edge of the bed on my knees and pulled my ass right to the edge of the bed. I knew what he was planning and spit as much throat juice and spit as I could into my right hand, then reached back to swipe across my hole and leave it there. I heard him rip open a condom and thought “Oh no”. Instead I said… “I’m ok with bare if you’d prefer”. He mumbled something about a girlfriend and blah blah blah. I wasn’t thrilled but it had been fun so far – I would just have to fantasize that he was pushing that big dick into me raw. He played with my hole quite a bit. I love it when a top pushes you onto your knees, ass up and hole exposed but just fingers it, teases the hole with slaps of the cock head, eases in about an inch and pulls out and slaps. Repeat. This was his style. I could feel him slapping that fat head across my hole repeatedly. Then he would push just the actually head in, right up to the flare of the head. And stop. Fucker was a great tease. This went on for a few minutes. Him teasing my hole. Me squeezing his cock head every time he started to ease into my opening. Him moaning when he felt me tighten and loosen my grip on his cock head. “Give me more spit and juice for lube”, and he put his hand under my mouth. I gave him a half handful of spit and throat phlegm and he pulled his hand away. I waited for it and then felt him wipe all the juices across my hole again. I knew he was going to slide it inside this time and I took a big hit of poppers. I felt him lean against my back and whisper in my ear, “Take another big hit”. I took a couple of hits on each side and put my head down, feeling the buzz everywhere from my head to my hole. I love that rush and it always makes my hole twitch in anticipation of feeling a big cock start to split me open. I felt his thumb working the spit and juice into my hole and he said “You ready for this big cock dude? You ready to take this big uncut black cock in your puffy stretched hole?” Before I could answer, I felt the head open my up a little, just like before. Except this time, he just kept pushing gently. The spit and lube combined with the morning load from “M” still sloshing around allowed him to push to the base of his massive cock in one slow thrust. He hit bottom and stopped and adjusted his stance. I gave his entire cock a squeeze with my ass muscles and he moaned. “Oh fuck… I can feel that gripping me. That is an amazing feeling”. Then he started a slow stroking motion with his hips. I have a number of friends with benefits who are black guys. And I have to say, they all fuck like they dance. Amazing hip action. Amazing cock action. Just damn amazing rhythm for fucking. (my opinion). I had my head down and was enjoying the slow pumping of his dick and hips when I heard a noise. Mike muttered something and I asked him if everything was ok?? “I can’t feel all that juice…. This is bullshit”. Then I heard the sound of the rubber stretching and coming off his cock. I waited to see if I was only ‘fantasizing’ this in my mind, but I felt his cock head slapping my hole again. I knew he had stripped off the condom because I could feel him pushing and pulling the foreskin against my hole as he slapped it. His hand appeared under my mouth again, and I filled it up with more spit and phlegm. I felt his thick fingers spread it around the outside of my hole, then the blunt thick head of his cock was back at the backdoor… and he passed me the popper bottle. I took a couple of hits and waited. He started the teasing again. Just the head. It DID feel different. He was moaning every time his raw cock touched my hole. And then he pushed the head in right to the edge again – and thrust forward in one push. This time we BOTH did groan together. I could feel that massive cock slowing opening my hole up and pushing into my guts. He could feel the wetness of my warm cummy ass gripping his dick as he bottomed out. Once again, he paused and adjusted. Then he started to fuck me in deep thrusts again. Right to the edge of my hole and deep up into my guts. “Dude. I have never fucked a guy bareback before. My new year’s resolution is to do this more often. This feels SO much better raw than wrapped”. I told him to take his time and enjoy the bare fuck. I told him I wanted him to cum in my ass. I told him that he needed to breed my guts and load me up. And I think that is what put him over the edge. He gave three quick pumps and stopped and collapsed across my back. I inwardly smiled… this was hot. Turning this bi top into a raw bi top. “You OK dude”, I asked. I was worried he might be going through a guilt thing. He didn’t answer me. He pulled his cock right to the outer limit of my hole very slowly. I gripped him the entire time he was pulling outwards. But he didn’t pull out. He stopped. So, I gave him a few squeezes with my ass control. He actually whimpered a little and started to stroke back into me. At that point I realized that the fucker hadn’t gone soft at all. He was still rock hard. In fact, he was now slowly pushing his cock as deep as possible every time he bottomed out. So, I loosened my hole up completely on his next push and his head broke through into my second ring. I told him to stop for a second. I asked him to flex his cock head. He did. I could feel it inside me, so I squeezed his cock head at the same time. That blew him away. We did this pump and grind a few more times, then he pulled out to the edge and handed me the poppers again. I took a few hits and threw the bottle onto the bed and waited to see what was next. And it turned out that what was next is I saw stars for about give solid minutes as Mike pounded the living fuck out of me. He was deep up into my guts. He rabbit fucked me at the edge of my hole. I tightened up as he pulled out and I loosened up as he pushed in. We worked up a sweat and I kept taunting him to seed me a second time. Add another load of his babies into my hole with my buddy “M”. I said his load would be number 5 in 13 hours…. And I wanted him to load me up again. I swear the neighbours must have heard us both shooting off. He pounded my prostate incessantly and I started to cum hands free. I shot five or six large gobs of cum all over the sheets below me. I’m guessing my pulsing asshole and dirty talk did Mike in and he frantically pumped another load as far up my hole as he could get it. He kept ramming that hard head into my guts and telling me how hot it was to add his swimmers into the loads that were already there. After a few minutes of gentle stroking in and out to the very edge, Mike pulled his semi hard dick from my ass. I quickly turned around and saw the look of surprise in his eyes when I dropped to my knees and gently licked his cock and balls and foreskin clean of our combined juices. As he got dressed, he told me that his GF had gotten wasted the night before and left him with a case of blue balls (BIG blue balls) and that he was horny as fuck and curious about fucking a guy. He had experimented by having his cock sucked a few times, but had never fucked a guy. He had planned on using a rubber, but she had been such a cunt to him the night before when hammered, and then new year’s day morning again when hungover, that he decided he wanted to find a guy that looked OK but would let him fuck him. He said that he realized his finger felt better raw in my ass than his wrapped cock. So he HAD to try it. I asked if he had any regrets? His answer was to give me his personal email and phone number and asked when he could come back for another round. He thought I was a hot older guy and he loved me mouth and ass. Load tally (5): 3 loads with “M” after midnight. 2 loads with Mike at 2 pm And at 3:30 my cell chirps a message waiting sound… from a regular FWB – “R”. What kinda trouble was I getting into on New Year’s? He was having a computer problem – could I pop over to his place and have a quick look? I joked and said “usual terms and conditions”. He replied… good. I was hoping we could work something out. Wink

It was now getting on toward 4 in the morning, and I heard the keys jingling in the hallway again. It was Ryan from across the hall. He went straight into his room and shut the door. In a few minutes, the door opened, and he was standing next to the bed holding a glass pipe! He stared at me, expressionless, while he waved a torch back and forth under the small bowl until a thick white cloud started to travel up the stem of the pipe. Holding the pipe an inch from his lips, he inhaled deeply. I could see the white column travel from the pipe into his mouth. It was so fuckin' hot watchin' him show off like that! I reached in my bag and fished out a rock and dropped it in the small hole over the bowl of my pipe. When I looked back at him, he was finally exhaling a shitload of white smoke. I repeated the process for him, making sure I took my time heating the bowl and filling the glass tube with a hit. He fingered one of his nipples with one hand and played with his cock with the other while he watched me suck the parTy drug deep into my lungs. I'm not sure what it is, but it's so fuckin' hot parTyin' with another hot guy. Maybe it's the illicitness, or the idea that it's gonna lead to some mind blowing sex, or just the 'badboy' image that some of us crave. And then, of course, there's the actual physical effect of the drug - duh! Ryan moved forward 'til he was filling his door frame, losing some of his earlier inhibitions. He was proudly standing naked in the doorway, stroking his cock to erection, and reveling in the effect of the smoke. I dipped a spit-moistened finger in the bag and pulled out a crystal-covered fingertip (the leftover powder from the bottom of the bag. Spreading my legs, I made a show of sliding my finger deep in my ass, and massaging the drug into the inner lining of my rectum. "Fuck, man," Ryan said in a gravelly voice, as I pulled the finger out of my ass and sucked the juice and any remaining "T" under my tongue. There was a slightly metallic taste to it, so I knew I was getting the full force of the drug into my system. Ryan turned briefly back into his room, but then returned holding his towel, keys and a black leather shaving kit. He shut his door and slowly walked across to my room. "Looks like you were successful," I grinned, nodding toward the leather bag. "Ooohh, yeah," he said, comfortably flopping down on the bed facing me. "So, whadidya get?" I asked. He handed the bag to me to check. "Damn!" I said, after I unzipped the bag. I counted at least eight little bags of "T," about six syringes, and some smaller bags with individual pink pills in them. I pulled one out and held it up with a questioning look on my face. "X," he answered. "I already took one, so it should be kickin' in any time now. "And these?" I held up one of the syringes. "Yeah. I like to slam every once in awhile," he answered a little sheepishly. "Fuck. That's hot!" I said, putting everything back in the bag and handing it to him. "I did some "X" earlier, too," I grinned, flexing my pecs and rubbing my hands over my pierced tits. Without a word, Ryan moved between my legs, pushed my ankles over my head and started eating my hole like a wildman. "Mmmmmph! Mmmmmmph! Mmmmmmmph! Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" he moaned, as his thick tongue dug into my tingling fuckslot. Fuck - - - I can still taste my cum - - - and a little "T," he said, looking into my eyes and licking his lips. "Fuckin' chemwhore, man! - - - - Love it!" he grinned, before he dove back down in my hole. I reached over and grabbed a pair of jap clamps - used a paper towel to wipe off my sticky, sweaty tits, stretched the skin with the piercings and clamped the rubberized teeth on my aching nipples. Ryan took a break from munching on my butt, and noticed the clamps. "Fuck yeah, man! You're my kinda pig!" he said, unzipping the side of his bag and pulling out his own set of clamps. He expertly snapped them into place, the chrome connecting chain hanging between his sexy pecs. "X drives my tits crazy, man!" he snarled, swinging his upper body back and forth so that the wait of the chain tugged on his nipples. More confident than before, he sank his fat cock into my wet hole, without even asking (my kinda fucker!!!). But he seemed to enjoy it more this time, slowly pulling out while watching my stretched asslips hug his thick meat. "That looks soooooo hot, man!" he drawled, clearly falling under the spell of the party drugs. He fucked slower this time, not like the frenzied fuck earlier. Now he was clearly here to PLAY!!! "You like my big fuckin' dick, doncha?" he growled. "If I didn't know better, I woulda figured you for a top guy. Leather. Muscles, an' all that," he rambled, drilling my hole good. "Oh, I'll top if I need to," I said. "But I like my sex rough, so I figure I better look the part," I grinned, tugging on my titclamp chain. "Yeah, I know whatcha mean. I like to get fucked, too. 'Specially when I party. My ass gets so fuckin' hungry, man - - - I could take on this whole place," he said, letting his cock slip out of my hole. "Ya wanna smoke some more?" he asked. "Ya don't haffta ask me twice," I grinned, stretching my legs out on his broad shoulders and then tracing the V-shape of his torso with my feet on the way down. Our pipes still had some residue in the bottom of the bowls, so we each heated up our own and did three hits apiece. I offered him a water bottle, which he gladly took. (I always bring a couple with me to keep hydrated. Refill them from the drinking fountain by the stairs.) "Damn, this is some good shit Rex had," Ryan said, holding up his pipe. "Yeah, he always manages to get the good stuff. I bought some crap from some guy at Club Dallas a coupla years ago - made me sick as a dog for days!" I answered. "Smoke?" I asked, holding up a pack of Camels. "Sure," he said, pulling one out of the pack. We lazily smoked our cigarettes while flipping through the various XXX-rated porn channels. I found an old one with Corey Jay fucking himself with a big dildo - I think it was from the "Link" Series. "He is sooooo hot," Ryan moaned, flicking the clamps on his tits with his thumbs. "You ever seen him fist?" I threw out, testing the waters of my new FFriend. "Oh yeah - 'Dr. Goodglove' - that was fuckin' hot," he replied. "Bet you'd look hot in leather," I suggested. "I got some in my room. Hold on - I'll go get it," Ryan said, flexing his abs as he sat up, the clamp chain still hanging from his tits. He went across the hall to his room, leaving both of our doors open. I watched as he put on a leather harness, two leather armbands, a biker's cap and boots. While he was doing this, a built Hispanic guy walked by, checking out both of our rooms. (Hmmmm - things were continuing to look up!) I slipped on my socks and boots, and added a pair of red and black leather armbands to the harness I'd put on earlier. Ryan closed his door and came back across to my room, shutting the door behind him. He stood, posing in the mirror a bit. "Whaddaya think?" he asked, still looking at himself and flexing his pecs. "I'd let you fuck me," I teased, bringing a smile to his face. "Oh yeah?" he said, kneeling on the bed and spreading my legs. He pushed his cock back in me, ramming it hard a couple of times to re-establish his dominance. "Yeah! That's it! Fuck me, Daddy!" I said, loud enough to be heard outside. "Take it, pig! Take my raw dick!" he yelled, getting into it. "Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" I grunted loudly with each thrust, hoping to catch the attention of the guy who had walked by our rooms. Then Ryan pulled out, stepped up on the mattress, straddled me and squatted over my face. "Eat my hole, pig!" he ordered. I eagerly buried my face intoo his sweaty asscrack, finding his wrinkled sphincter with my tongue. God, he tasted good. Sweaty, but not shitty. I was hoping that maybe he had douched earlier. The more I tongued, the more his hole opened. "Yeah! That's it! Eat it, fucker!" he responded, grinding his ass in circles on my face. Ryan leaned forward on his knees, completely exposing that beautiful ass, and said, "Bump me, man." He had reached into his black bag and was handing me one of the 'crystal' baggies. I coated my index finger liberally with shards of "T" and made sure I didn't have any loose pieces that would fall off. "Open up, pig!" I let him know I was ready. He reached around and grabbed his muscular cheeks, pulling them apart and exposing his hole. This was no pink 'boi-hole.' He was shaved smooth, but this hole had definitely seen some use. He pushed his assring out, exposing a partial rosebud. I quickly sank my 'medicated' finger into the red inner folds of his anus. "Uuuuunnnggghhhhhhhhh!" Ryan sighed/moaned, feeling the initial burn as the chems hit the delicate lining of his insides. I held my finger steady, until he started grinding his butt from side to side. I knew the 'burn' was starting to give way to slutty pleasure! I finally pulled out, sticking my finger under my tongue - enjoying the dregs of the "T," as well as the sweet taste of Ryan's superclean hole! He rolled off to one side, and carefully unclamped his nipples, moaning as the blood rushed back into the unclamped tissue. "You mind?" I asked waving the baggie near my dripping hole. "Not at all, man. Not at all," he smiled, wetting his finger with the juice from my ass and dipping it in the baggie. I lifted one leg up, and pulled my hole open with the other hand. "Hell, yeah!" I yelled, watching this hot, leatherman booty bump my hole in the mirrored ceiling. I could feel him wiping his finger inside me, trying to deposit as much of the 'crystal' as possible before pulling out. Like me, he stuck his finger in his mouth, licking off the remaining drug and the juices from my ass (which probably still had a little of his cum mixed in!). "You are sooooo much fun, man," Ryan said. "I usually don't get this comfortable with a guy so fast," he added. "Well, I just try to be upfront about what I'm looking for - ya know - skip all the games and get right down to what we're here for," I rambled. "You ever have a problem with 'Tina-dick'?" I asked. "Man, you do get right to the point," Ryan laughed. "Yeah, I guess so. But usually by that time, all I want is to get my ass worked over," he sighed, staring at our images in the mirror on the ceiling. I reached in my bag and pulled out 2 Levitras. "You ever try one o' these?" I asked, waving it in front of his eyes. "What is it," he squinted. "Levitra," I answered, popping one in my mouth and swigging it down with some water. "Hell - why not!" he said, holding out his hand. He tossed the orange pill in his mouth, and followed it with water. Ryan rolled over on top of me, grinding our cocks against each other. His tongue pushed its way into my mouth, our tongues digging deep, two more sex organs tasting each other. My tit clamps slipped off, from all the sweat between our bodies - probably time to give them a break anyway. His steaming body felt so good on top of me - my hands slid up and down his muscular back, pulling him closer. I used my right leg for leverage and pushed, forcing us to roll over - winding up with me on top. He didn't resist, so I backed up on my knees, forced his legs back and dove into his musclebutt. "Yes - Sir!" he hissed, rubbing his hands up and down my arms. "Eat my fuckin' hole!" I reached for the bottle of J-lube and drizzled a little on his pucker. Then started working two fingers inside. I would twist a little - then pull out. As he relaxed, I added a third finger - - - and finally a fourth. "Oh my fuckin' God!!!" he moaned, grinding his ass obscenely - fucking himself on my fingers. "Mind if I open the door?" I asked, wanting to make sure he was cool with this. "Uh - sure - - - I guess..." he sounded a little unsure. "If you don't want to, it's okay." I reassured him. "It's just - well - sometimes I get off on being watched." "Fuck! You are twisted pig!" he said, staring up at me. I wasn't sure if that was a 'yes' or a 'no.' A minute or two passed. "What're you waitin' for man? Open the fuckin' door! Let's show these guys how real men fuck!"