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Just A Quick Poke Walking back home, I wasn't sure why I'd said "yes" or why I had asked him to come over on Friday evening and spend the night. I liked that he was beginning to accept his status and even embracing it. But, I didn't understand why I felt so close to him. Our sex had become more sensuous while still keeping a rawness about it. Chase was almost the opposite, in many ways. Pale white vs chocolate, hairy vs smooth, inexperienced vs seasoned pro, eager vs laid back, versatile vs bottom, neg vs poz. Well, maybe neg. And while Gabriel was the consummate bottom, I wished he was a little versatile so I could watch him fuck someone. I thought it would look really hot watching him drive that long cock in and out of some neg hole. Maybe even share a bottom with him. I got to my place and dumped the empty bottle in the recycling bin and washed out the glasses. I wanted to leave the glasses and opener at his place but he said it would cause problems and I wanted to stay on his mom's good side. I had told Chase that maybe we could hookup again on Thursday and when I got home I had a message from him. "have 2b@ library 7pm thurs 4 project. quick 1?" he said. "k" I replied. I got out of work and was over there about ten after six. He just had some basketball shorts and sandals on and back to his room we went. I wasn't sure who was at Chase's apartment but no one was in the living room and the other bedroom door was closed. He dropped his basketball shorts and showed off his ass in a black jockstrap just inside the door. Following him down the hall, we got into his room and I shut the door. "Gotta make this quick. I have to leave in thirty" he said. My dick had chubbed walking up the stairs behind him and it fully sprang to life as I unzipped my pants. I tugged my company polo shirt over my head and threw it on the floor. Remembering Gabriel's comments the night before about a back alley fuck, I thought that's what I would do with Chase. I could think of a bunch of alleys that I would like to find him in, leaning against a wall or dumpster with his furry ass in full view, begging to get fucked and bred full of my special seed. In fact, if I'd been thinking I would have done just that behind his building or even in his living room. But we were in the safe confines of his bedroom now, so I got a little rough and pushed him against the wall. I forced two fingers into his hole and it felt a little squishy. "Hmm, couldn't wait for my dick so you found someone else?" I snarled. "Just... Tyler... I caught him jacking... and told him to give it to me as lube" he gasped out. He seemed a bit frightened at my sudden attitude change. While we had fucked roughly before, I'd never gotten this physical with him. My forearm was against the back of his neck with his face was flat against the wall, my legs had spread his legs, and yes, my fingers were probing his ass roughly. I dug my nails in and twisted my fingers around, making him yelp out like a puppy whose tail I'd stepped on. Adding a third finger, I worked his his hole until it opened up nicely. While his body was still shaking, he had calmed down a little. I worked my fingers inside of him, getting them as deep as possible. Yanking them out, I heard him whimper at the sudden emptiness. Quickly, I turned and used my body to hold him in place as I raised my hand. "Open wide" I growled and watched him slowly open his mouth. Stuffing my cum coated fingers in, I then told him "Suck on Tyler's neg seed. You gotta keep breeding his ass until he's shooting the good stuff." I heard him moan and felt him suck and lick my fingers clean. Pulling my fingers free, I used my hand to position my cock at it's next target and pushed in. There was still plenty of Tyler's cum in his hole but I stretched him back open and forced my cock much deeper than my fingers had gotten. Going balls deep during the first penetration made him yell out and squirm. By now, I knew his roommates were not going to check on him unless there was a truly blood curdling scream. Letting him adjust for few seconds, I pulled back and then started to fuck. He was gasping each time I thrust in and both of those got faster and faster. Grabbing his hands, I held them above his head as my sweaty chest was on his back and my head was next to his. I pounded his ass mercilessly, feeling the cum inside him get forced past my cock and all over my pubes and his ass. After ten minutes of drilling him, I drove in hard and planted my cock all the way in, holding him between the wall and my sweaty body and fully impaled on my shaft. "Want some more toxic cum in that neg ass?" I snarled into his ear quietly. His chest was still heaving, but he eeked out "yes... sir." "Good boy" I said before I hammered him for fifteen seconds and unleashed a torrent of cum in his slick hole. Sometimes when you cum, it's just pulses but other times you can feel your whole cock throb in a guy's hole as you deposit your load. This was a full on throb and I'm sure Chase felt it too. With the last drop in his ass, I slowly pulled out and grabbed a nearby t-shirt, using it to clean off my cock before pulling my trunks up, followed by my work pants. I knew there were probably some wet spots on my pants, but I figured if I left my polo untucked and with the warm summer air they would be dry by the time I got home. Leaning in, I whispered "Thanks, Chase. You're one step closer" before I backed away and pulled my shirt over my head. I grabbed my backpack and walked out of his room, leaving Chase panting against the wall.

Matt and Roger I’m Matt, 27, 6’3”, 230, white, coarse dark brown hair, buzz cut, furry chest, legs, trimmed beard, brown eyes, 7.5 thick cut dick, TT, gym rat, and workaholic. Roger, my boyfriend of six years, is 5’11” 185, 3/4 white 1/4 blatino, eight inches, thick uncut dick, vers, with really light olive skin with sporadic dark curly hair. He's also gym rat. We’ve been monogamous for all six years and have lived together for four in the upper east side of Manhattan. We have in a nice daily routine, which consists of waking up, my fucking a load into him, going to work, lifting at the Equinox from six to seven PM, taking a steam, and heading home to stuff our faces with protein. Sometimes we fuck again at night but usually we save it for the morning session. Monday. This morning Roger had to go out of town for work until Friday, so he left for the airport at 6:00 AM. I missed fucking him, but I didn't jack off because I knew I would have his hole when he got back. I slept in until the last minute and headed to work where I found my balls unusually heavy, and when walking to the break room to get coffee my dick had scarcely rubbed against my boxers when it got somewhat fluffy. Then, when my straight Dominican 45 year old 6’1” 200 lb masculine beefy co-worker came into the break room and began chatting with me about expense reports, my gaze drifted back and forth between his soft wet dark pink lips and the dick bulge visible even through his suit pants. Involuntarily I licked my lips thinking about the taste of his surely uncut, musky dick and ass. By now my dick was pumped full of blood. I definitely needed to stop looking at him. One day of cum backing-up and I was already turning into an animal. Heading back to my desk I popped an Adderral and before I knew it, 5:00 PM arrived, so I headed to the gym. Although my dick was a half staff, I managed to bust out my lift, pop by Chipotle, and get to bed early. Tuesday I was even more horny, and my dick involuntary got hard throughout work. After I was done I headed to the gym, only to find the locker room was busier than normal, with probably twenty or so guys, half of whom were getting dressed, and half of whom were milling around wearing only a towel, en route to the steam room or showers. My senses were heightened. I could smell and practically taste the odor of man. My eyes discretely explored the various bodies as I passed through the locker corridors. In the second such corridor I found a muscled body, fully naked, bent over as he was putting his underwear on. His hairy hole was fully exposed for the second I could observe him. My dick jumped. If it was socially acceptable I would have spit fucked him right there, right then. Instead I went into the last corridor to my usual locker, only to discover two furry bearded muscle daddies, about 50 years old, one 5’9 175, the other 6’ 200, both wearing briefs and pulling on their workout clothing. I can’t help but visually explore their tight furry, veiny, leathery bodies, including the top of a scorpion tattoo which was visible on the waist of the taller man. My eyes made their way down to his hefty bulge visible through his white briefs. His dick was clearly a giant. I could almost see veins running down through the fabric. His balls were so heavy his briefs were sagging somewhat, and his whole crotch was obviously bushy with dark hair. He was definitely a piggy poz daddy. I wanted to bury my face against his crotch. The blood, meanwhile, was surging into my dick, and my entire body temperature was rising. Although only a few seconds had passed since I rounded the corner, both men noticed I was looking. They paused in their chat, which led me to realize my mouth was gaping open, and I was all but drooling. Blushing, I quickly started changing, thinking to myself 'Fuck, you're an idiot. I love Roger'. I also thought 'You're definitely going to have to jack off tonight, if only to get some release'. The two daddies, however, were like lions stalking weak prey. The taller one initiated conversation with me remarking "I hope the gym isn’t as busy as this shit show locker room.” “Hah, agreed,” I replied. "What are you lifting today?” he persisted. "Chest and probably some shoulders. You?” "Nice. I'm working chest and tri’s. Dave here is doing cardio. If it’s nuts out there and you want any machine I’m on, don’t hesitate to let me know.” “Thanks, man. Same to you.” With that the three of us walked upstairs to the workout floor where it truly was a shit show. Nearly every machine and weight was occupied. I got lucky and spot a bench which was about to be vacated, and started loading up the 45's. The six foot daddy approached remarking “Hey, lucky guy, you mind if I join you?” "Not at all. Matt here. What's your name?” “Frank. Nice to meet you. Guess you're up first, youngin'.” Laying back on the bench I could feel Frank's eyes undressing me, and to be honest it was reciprocal, because when I looked up I found myself staring at his bulge and black furry armpits. I also found myself thinking he must be middle-eastern decent, or his ancestors came from somewhere in that part of the world. His arms were huge and quite veiny. He was wearing a black tank top and grey basketball shorts which complemented his build. As I lay there I inhaled a few times to pump up for my set. The smell of dick musk was palpable and intoxicating, so naturally blood pumped into my dick. “Hey Matt, you going to do this or just pass out from breathing too much?" Frank joked, his voice extremely deep and sexy. I busted out my set, and then, now spotting him, my bulge was huge, as I was half hard. I try to adjust my dick in my boxers to minimize its appearance, but Frank, already laying down and looking from a position where he could see up the leg of my shorts, chuckled and suggested “Move a bit forward so I can look up your shorts and see what’s causing this distracting view." Blushing, I smiled and awkwardly didn't make a reply. Frank kept up the banter throughout his entire set, and ended-up working with me for the rest of my routine. After every lift he either patted my back, butt, or briefly massaged my neck in a very bro style. He knew exactly how to seduce me, and as we walked towards the locker room Frank made his move “Dave is going to be doing cardio for a bit longer. We almost meet here after work, but he usually leaves after I do. How about grabbing Chipotle? I’m starving.” I was also, and without hesitation replied “Sure, I’m game.” We quickly changed into our street clothing and headed out. Just as we hit the street he briefly massaged the back of my neck as he asked “Hey, do you mind if we pop into my place really fast so I can get a heartburn pill? I love hot sauce but it kills me. My apartment is on the way to Chipotle.” It felt wrong but I couldn't think fast enough to get out of it. “Sure no problem.” His place was on the next block up. Walking in, he pulled off his shirt, kicked off his shoes, and dropped his pants and underwear as he moved deeper into the apartment. His body was so strong, and showed quite a bit of fur on his upper back and above his ass. His ass and legs were, in fact, completely covered in thick black hair. My heart was about to explode out of my chest and my dick was pumping full of blood. I wanted to lick him all over. “Sorry, man, I'm gonna throw on some dry clothing, real quick.” As he paraded into his bedroom I could see his dick sway between his legs. I had to regain my composure, so I asked to use his bathroom. "Sure, use the one through here, though, attached to my bedroom. The guest bathroom is being renovated." No sooner had I entered his bedroom he than he turned to me, his monstrous, poisonous, uncut dick thick and half hard. His scorpion tattoo also caught my eye, especially because it was much bigger than I had realized, stretching from his waist to his balls, buried in black hair. Stepping forward, Frank grabbed my face and growled "Come here." He had me under his spell. When he jammed his tongue into my mouth I was surprised how soft his lips felt, surrounded by his thick beard. Pulling back slightly, he ordered "Open your mouth.” I complied without a thought and he spat deep into my mouth, actually hitting the back of my throat. Again his mouth engulfed mine, his tongue wresting with mine. I felt virtually weak kneed with lust as my dick throbbed with arousal, my precum seeping into my underwear. He completely dominated me, and it seemed only correct that as his tongue explored my mouth and throat, he should pull my pants down and my shirt off over my head. My mind flashed ever so briefly to Roger, and a wave of guilt hits me, but the combination of Frank and my throbbing dick overcame my sense of guilt. There was no question: at least at this moment, Frank and my throbbing dick were in control. As we kissed, Frank's hand made its way to my furry muscular ass, squeezing first one, then the other cheek, hard, grunting into my mouth as he did so. Then he found my asshole and starts to scratch into it. Fuck, no one had done that to me in so long. It felt amazing. Even though I was completely dry, he forced his middle finger in knuckle deep, digging away. It seemed as if electricity was shooting from my hole to my dick. I could probably could have cum from that play alone, but instead he pulled closer against his chest, in so doing trapping his rock hard monster cock between our bodies. I'm not exaggerating when I say it stretched all the way up to my chest. And fuck, he was poz. His massive dick was leaking toxic precum onto my chest. I thought 'Well, I can’t get poz from spit, right? So as long as we just jack off I'm good', but Frank apparently had a different idea 'cause he took me into his arms, picked me up, and deposited me on the bed as he joined me there, the entire move without having let go of me. At this point his rock hard monster nine inch, thick uncut dick was oozing precum onto my stomach. Positioning himself between my legs, Frank ground his dick against mine as we continued making out. It had been so long since I've been with a guy other than Roger that everything felt new, and it was new in another sense. I had never before been dominated. Breaking our kiss, Frank stood up, and, standing over my body, jacked his huge furry dick while twisting his nipple. Then he crouched over my face, presenting his massive balls for me to admire. I was in sensory overload. They were so ripe. Taking ragged, deep breaths, I was all but getting high off of Frank's man smell. I wanted all of his sweat in my mouth. Frank, however, had his own agenda, and he placed his dickhead onto my forehead, which allowed me to lean my head all the way back so I can finally taste his dick, which was apparently his objective, as he slowly guided his dick head towards my mouth, pulling back his foreskin, and squeezing himself in the process. Silky poz cum oozed out of his head, flowing into my mouth. Although at one level I knew it was pure poison I unhesitatingly swallowed it. Frank then sank his dick into my mouth, and I opened as widely as I could. Nevertheless his cock head could barely fit into my mouth. Not to be deterred, Frank grabbed my jaw and forced his dick down my throat. I couldn't breath or move. He was virtually impaling me from the top down. My dick seemed to be getting harder the deeper he went into my throat, and finally his balls were resting on my nose. He remained stationary, balls deep, for several seconds as I struggled not to choke and cough, but eventually I had to at least try to push his weight off of my face. Still he was in charge as he thrust in a few times, grunting with pleasure. My throat involuntarily kept trying to swallow his massive piece of meat, even as my eyes streamed with tears from the effort of accommodating him. After what seemed to be about 20 seconds he finally pulled out. I gasped for air, my spit thick and stringy. "Good boy,” he whispered. Then he leaned forward, dangling his dickhead at my mouth and swallowed my seven and a half inch dick with ease. My balls tighten and tingled, and involuntarily I moaned, grunting "Oh fuck, I'm close.” Pulling off immediately, Frank growled "We can't have that yet.” I reached down to jack myself off, but he grabbed my hand, stopping me. My dick was so hard it seemed permanently flexed, and was almost hurting. I was so close to cumming to use the words 'blue balls' doesn't give the experience credit. Frank, meanwhile, picked-up with his agenda, and climbed over and behind me, pulling my legs up and initially onto his muscular hairy shoulders, then, as he propped my torso back on my shoulder blades, so my hole was facing the ceiling, my knees were now flung forward, resting on the mattress, one leg flanking each side of my head. With one hand he grabbed under both of my knees so he could examine my hole. I was completely exposed, and he was so strong. Spitting directly into my hole, he fingered it in, massaging my ass lips. My dick had never been so hard. More spit, and more massaging. I knew what he had in mind, and I didn't care. He was hitting my prostate; I felt him working the cum out of my balls with each prod. I was a human fuck toy to him. Then he pulled my legs back down to his shoulders, leaned forward, and gave me a deep kiss. His huge uncut dickhead likewise kissed my open hole. This was so dangerous. I knew it was, and I suspected he was leaking precum into my hole. Giving one last effort to be rational, I gave a half-hearted effort to push him off and to break off the kiss, trying to explain "Noo.. no way I’m bottoming.. I have a bo....” Frank didn't care about my protestations. He leaned over me again, jamming his tongue back into my mouth, his dick head now firmly lodged against my hole. Rocking our bodies a few times, I senses his slick foreskin unrolling on my hole, revealing the poisonous leaking raw helmet out of which his precum freely oozed. In fact I could feel his excess spit and his precum dripping down my ass crack, onto my back. My hole was slicker with each of his thrusts, and my head spun in excitement as Frank broke through my sphincter, opening me up with small thrusts, pushing ever harder to sink ever further in. Then, when he was about three inches in, he stopped. My hole was wrapped so tightly around his giant dick, I found myself involuntarily flexing my ass muscles, not knowing what to do otherwise with the foreign object lodged there. Moaning like a lion Frank muttered "Fuckk.. too tight,” his dick flexing and throbbing as he bred me with his poz cum. My dick spasmed without any manual touch, stimulated by his flexing dick which flooded my hole with his seed as he sank further into my ass. “You’re mine now,” he murmured, repeatedly kissing me. With this he pushed me over the edge. I moaned into his mouth as my balls erupted, volley after volley of my cum flowing onto my chest and neck. My hole was in unknown ecstasy. Frank's huge hairy balls were now on my ass as he had bottomed out and was not moving, but his cock continued flexing, doubtless oozing more and more poz cum into my ass. We made out for several more minutes, our tongues intertwined, but eventually Frank slowly withdrew his snake from the depths of my ass and then collapsed on the bed to my right, pulling me under his arm. We lay there breathing heavily, taking in the experience. I found myself thinking 'What the fuck have I just done?' My asshole was still gaping, and I could surely feel Frank's poz jizz leaking on to my ass cheeks and the bed. Taking a deep breath, Frank propped himself up on his elbow and wryly asked, "So, was that the first poz load you've taken, youngin'?” a smile in his eyes and on his lips.

John and Matt wake up in the morning. John is really hungover. Matt is a bit hungover. John is also incredibly embarrassed about having sex in front of a room of people. Matt is embarrassed because John is embarrassed. Matt wants to go to the parade, but John wants to go home and sleep off the hangover. The boys kiss and part ways agreeing to meet for dinner. Matt slips on some running shorts and a tank top and sneakers to go to the parade. By the time he arrives, the parade is going. He sees the group from the party house and hangs out with them. They have a cooler of bloody marys and Matt drinks. His hangover is going away as the parade goes by. Matt regularly feels hands on his ass as he hangs out with this group. At first, he pushes them away but as he relaxes and drinks his bloody marys; he lets the hands roam. Matt is getting turned on by all the attention. Matt leans over the barricade a bit to see the next floats go by and a band. As they do, Matt feels a very large cock pressed on his ass crack. He lets it stay there. It is very hard. The owner of the cock rubs it on Matt’s ass crack, Matt spreads his legs to leg the cock have more room. Matt feels a finger slide up inside his running shorts and finds his hole. The finger slips into his ass and the guy says, “Is his cum still inside you from last night?” Matt knows it’s the host from the party – an older guy with a beer belly and greying hair, but he doesn’t care. Matt answers, “Maybe.” A few minutes later, Matt’s naked behind a dumpster getting fucked bareback by the party host’s big cock. The host says, “All those months I wanted your ass and you teased me, but here you are naked behind a dumpster taking my raw cock. You like my big dick in you?” Matt moans, “Yes.” The party host’s belly is on Matt’s back as his raw cock is buried in his ass. Matt is moaning loudly as the party host is sawing his large cock in and out of Matt. The party host says, “Not going to last long in you. Do you want me to shoot inside you?” Matt pushes his ass back and says, “Do it. Shoot in my ass.” The party host cums in Matt’s hole. Matt feels the cock pull out of him, rests his body on the brick wall in front of him, and looks back to see the host’s cock. He sees the large cock slipping from his ass coated in cum. Matt says, “My ass feels so open from your cock.” Matt and the host chuckle. Matt pulls up his running shorts and finds his tank top. As they head back to the street, the parade is ending and the host’s roommate and his friends are hauling the cooler back to the apartment. Matt helps them home and says his goodbyes. He is tipsy from the bloody marys, but wants to get home. John and Matt meet up that night, eat, fuck, sleep. The boys talk about their public sex and decide they will ask the host to delete the photos. The following week, John’s job announces they decided to accept his transfer to Austin. John’s company had a training program attached to University of Texas, Austin for which John had applied. It’s a fairly rigorous work/Masters program. Matt is sad. John is excited, but sad to leave Matt. The talk about making it work long distance. Matt is apprehensive, but he knows John is going to leave for Austin. If Matt wants John, this is what he has to accept. John would normally need to be in Austin later in the summer, but he decides to go early to get settled in. As Spring rolls into Summer, John is settled in Austin. Matt comes for a visit. The boys fuck all weekend. John cums in Matt every time. Matt loves feeling John’s cock pulse as it shoots cum inside him. Its become one of his favorite sensations. Matt and John are sad when it comes time to part. Matt says he can come back in a few weeks. John and Matt chat online almost every day and talk a couple times a week. One day, Matt comes home to a couple missed calls from John and a message. Matt calls him back and John picks up. John’s voice is off. He says, “Matt. I tested positive for gonorrhea. You need to get tested.” Matt is dumbstruck. He says he had just been tested prior to meeting John, but he will get tested again. John says, “I think it was one of the guys I’ve messed around with since I got to Austin, but I wanted to let you know.” The words hit Matt like he was punched in the stomach. Matt groans. John asks if Matt is ok. Matt is quiet, but finds his words. “John, you have been sleeping with other people? I thought we weren’t doing that. We only fuck bareback. You are always shooting inside me. I’ve trusted you.” John is offended. He says, “Matt you rode me bareback the first time we met. You never asked for exclusivity. You love getting fucked raw. Guys who fuck raw get STDs. I know I’m not the only guy who has fucked you bareback. You told me so. Don’t get all hurt because I’ve fucked other guys.” Matt gets angry. The boys fight. John hangs up on Matt. Matt goes and gets tested. Matt is less anxiety ridden at the clinic this time. He tells the counselor why he is there. He gets the safe sex lecture. The results come back – negative for everything. Fuck John. Matt calls him, leaves a message and says he is negative. John does not call back.

Part 9 - Banqueting Spanish Style Artem finished dressing the prince for the state banquet "I need a favour" Alex said in a hushed tone. "Of course Alex, what is it?" Artem responded casually being in private. Alex retrieved some money "I need you buy me a mobile phone" he said handing Artem the money. "Another one?" Artem asked looking at the money, "Why do you need two?". "This one is run by the palace" Alex replied, "I need a personal one for private things". Artem shifted on his feet uncomfortably, "Take Liam with you" Alex suggested. Artem nodded "I haven't seem him since we were on the terrace" he said pocketing the money. "Try the gym" Alex replied tongue in cheek then picking up his phone he called Liam. Alex hung up after a brief conversation "He will take you in to the city to get one" he said. "Okay, you better get moving Alex" Artem replied, "Does he know?" he asked. "No" Alex replied, "I told him you needed to get a new one" he said looking guilty. Artem smiled "No problemo, it is the least I can do for you". The evening was very much like state banquets in Monrovia except the dishes here were traditional Spanish cuisine. The speeches though went on a little too long and he was finding it hard to concentrate, sat next to the Duchess of Galicia he spent most of the time asking her who the various people were. He soon found out that his host knew all the gossip and Alex burst out laughing a couple of times about all the indiscretions some of the guests had previously made, his laughter causing a few head turns amongst the guests. Earlier he had a very brief conversation with Felipe Morales whom he met at the gala he held in Monrovia. His heart and cocked skipped a beat seeing the guy again and now was his chance to find out all the dirt on him. Felipe was impeccably dressed in a shiny tuxedo, his jet black hair offset with weird blond highlights looked very out of place and couldn't reason why he had them done, seeing an opening in his conversation with Duchess he quickly turned the focus to Felipe. "Duchess, I think it is time to dish the dirt on Felipe Morales" Alex remarked. She chuckled "Felipe Morales, a very famous actor and IHF partner" the duchess replied. Alex nodded "Right, I have just become royal patron and partner of that charity" he replied. "I know, everyone knows" the duchess informed him, "It is a very high profile charity here". "So he is an actor?" Alex asked playing innocent and she nodded, "Gossip?" he asked. The Duchess chuckled "Gay if that is what you mean, string of broken hearted lovers". Alex smirked glancing at him. "Give him a try apparently he is very good" the Duchess said. Alex nearly dropped his fork "Duchess!" he exclaimed biting his lip wanting to laugh loudly. The Duchess winked at him "I have it on very good authority he is a leon in the bedroom". "Lion" the Duchess explained seeing a perplexed look on Alex's face. Alex grinned "Not sure I should, you know working so closely together" he said being all innocent. She patted his hand "Enjoy yourself, let you hair down" she said confidently. The way the Duchess said this then winked at him made Alex laugh, they returned to their gossiping until dinner was over and guests started making their way in to the ballroom. Alex had never been to a state banquet where they had dancing after and this was one tradition the Spanish royals were known for and it made these events less regimented in many ways. Dancing was one thing Alex was not fond of and even his parents were surprised when the Duchess coerced him to take a trip around the dance floor before her husband whisked her away to dance. Alex happily slid off the dance floor and grabbed a sparkling water from the bar then headed out of the expansive glass doors on to the dimly illuminated terrace overlooking the gardens. He was feeling a little hot under his tunic and desperate to undo the top button for a moment and get some fresh air. Putting his glass down on one of the tables and undid the button and suddenly became aware he was not alone. "Your highness" A voice resonated from behind him and he knew exactly who it was. Alex turned and Felipe bowed "Felipe Morales are you chasing me?" he asked giggling. Felipe made no bones about it "Yes I am Prince Alexander, for many reasons", he cooed softly. Alex noticed he was holding a bottle of champagne "Enjoying your evening?" he asked. "Yes thank you your highness" Felipe responded, "I hoped we could get a chance to talk". Alex smiled "I promised you we would but with champagne?" he asked inquisitively. "Yes, I thought we could go to my suite at the paradore next door" Felipe suggested. Alex chuckled forgetting his manners "You are a fast mover Felipe Morales". Felipe laughed "Maybe the chase will end tonight" he said staring at Alex. "No one will notice you are missing the dancing goes on for many hours" Felipe added. Alex glanced around again "And this will be to talk about the charity?" he now asked. "No your highness" Felipe replied with assured confidence, "I want to take you to bed first". Alex stared at him for a moment getting aroused "I hope you do not disappoint" he replied grinning. Felipe couldn't help laughing at how casual the prince replied, half expecting to have the royal guard summoned to take him away. The exit was discreet and no one batted an eyelid, Alex stood in the suite of the paradore just a stones throw from the palace. Felipe put the champagne down and marched over to Alex grabbing him and kissing him with open mouth and full on tongue straight away. He sighed softly fully welcoming the kiss that went on for several minutes. Felipe pulled back 'Get undressed your highness' he said authoratively already starting on his own clothes. Felipe reached up and helped unfasten the tunic from Alex's body, Alex slipped out of it and hung it up on the back of a chair and lowering his head moaning subtly, Felipe's hand caressed Alex's arse, straight away he knew he was getting it. He turned and saw the defined swimmers build of Felipe and light covering of black chest hair tapering off the lower down it went. Standing proud and ready was eight inches of solid arse rearranging cock that glistened at the head with precum. Alex reached down and felt the immense size and weight of it in his hand and leveraging his grip on it he pulled Felipe forward until they kissed again, slowly he was being moved backwards until he fell back spread eagled on the bed giggling. Felipe lowered himself down to his knees giving a mischievous look at Alex and moving his head forward and running his tongue along the shaft of Alex hard cock. Moaning loudly from his pent up desire Alex arched his back feeling the warmth of Felipe's mouth engulfing his cock at the head then sinking all the way down the shaft and back up several times. Finally it flipped back down against his stomach then feeling his legs pushed up Alex raised his head and watched Felipe kiss and suck on his balls, then raising his legs even higher he let out a sharp squeal of pleasure. With precision Felipe's tongue rubbed against his hole and began probing deeper and deeper. His head rolling side to side in unfathomable pleasure, his hand grabbing his cock and stroking it slowly whilst Felipe worked on his hole. Alex stopped stroking his cock otherwise he would cum, his whole body was buzzing at every nerve ending, it was a whole new series of sensations that he had never experienced before. The unmistakable sound of Felipe spitting at his hole then working the saliva in with his tongue signified one thing and Alex wanted it badly. The loving tongue assault on his arse ended and his body began relaxing as the beautiful sight of Felipe's body loomed over him, his legs hooked around Felipe's thighs the cock already pressing against the resistance of his hole. Felipe leaned further forward and kissed Alex softly, his neck arched back on the bed feeling the immense pressure now forcing his hole open, gasping he looked up at Felipe and they kissed again. His hips wriggled on the bed and Felipe pushed slightly harder allowing the head to finally penetrate him, his eyes fluttered moaning even louder. Felipe closed the gap between them and and began kissing Alex locking their mouths together whilst he gently moved his pelvis all the way down until his pubes brushed against the softness of Alex's arse. Alex's fingers dug into Felipe's waist unsure if he was pushing him away or pulling him down, Felipe stopped kissing and looked down at Alex giving a couple of thrusts so he was in no doubt that Felipe was deep inside him. The gentle sighs and moans he got in response brought him down again to kiss the prince, his arm sliding under Alex's neck to hold him still, his pelvis gyrating first then finding his perfect rhythm he began fucking. The electricity in the air between them was palpable, a connection between them weirdly erotic and full of sexual intensity. Their faces so close that Alex could feel Felipe's exhale with every thrust down, they appeared so in tune with each other, eyes fixed on each other in a hypnotic state, broken only by the sporadic deep wet kisses they gave each other. There was no change in Felipe, no sign of him building to orgasm, instead he kissed and pushed his pelvis down incredibly hard against Alex making him gasp several times at the sheer force against him. Felipe groaned once then kissed Alex again keeping his cock buried deep whilst he unloaded his balls deep in to Alex, in an almost ritual act they had to kiss whilst Felipe passed his seed in to Alex's body. His legs aching slightly from being held aloft and he soon forgot about it when Felipe started act two and begun fucking Alex again, this time they kissed continuously until Felipe produced his second load and collapsed sweating on top of Alex. His arms wrapped around Felipe gently stroking his back and completely blown over by the feeling of this man and his cock impaling him to the bed. There was no question that Felipe knew how to use his tongue and cock to great effect and it was great disappointment when Felipe started the process of extracting his cock. Even when he finally disentangled from Alex his cock hung in an arched fashion, still semi hard it was too much of a temptation for Alex, he leaned up and slipped his mouth around it instantly getting a taste of cum and what his arse tasted like after being fucked for an hour or more. Felipe allowed him to suck it for a couple of minutes before pushing Alex back on the bed, he strode over to the bottle of champagne opening it and retrieving two glasses from the mini bar and pouring a glass each. Even walking back towards Alex he cut such am impressive figure with his build and cock hanging between the heavy set balls. They laughed and talked drinking the entire bottle of champagne before falling asleep sprawled across the bed. He had no idea what time it was and woke up in the arms of Felipe, his head hurting a little from the champagne they polished off. He remembered waking in the middle of the night and turning over pulling Felipe with him who quickly slipped on top and took him from behind so quickly and easily that it seemed so natural. He sat up quickly and Felipe leaned over looking at his watch 'It is only 6am' he said pulling Alex back down in to his arms and kissing him. Alex was anxious and he had every right to be, if Liam found out he was missing all hell would break loose. A stones throw away Artem knocked on the door and Liam opened it "What is it?" he asked. Artem looked nervously "The prince, have you seen him, his bed has not been used" he said. Alfonso came quickly down the hallway "I no find him" he said wringing his hands. Liam went in to panic mode "Go back to his room and wait" he said grabbing some clothes. "Alfonso, not a word to anyone take me to the security office" Liam said closing his door. They rushed down to the palace security office in the basement and sat there with the Eduardo head of security going through the camera footage for half an hour until he spotted Alex leaving the terrace with the man. "Felipe Morales" Alfonso said, "I see them talking earlier he is at the paradore next door". "I come with you" Eduardo said grabbing his gun. Liam stopped Eduardo "Thank you Eduardo but I can deal with this quietly" he said. "Alfonso go back to Artem and tell him to bring a baseball cap, shorts and t-shirt" Liam said. He nodded "I go now" Alfonso replied running out. Liam checked his gun was secure in his holster and made his way to the palace side exit, protocol still had to be retained, although he suspected Alex was not in any trouble his concern was to get the prince back to the palace quickly and discreetly. Good thing he spotted that the prince was wearing his royal dress on the security footage. When Artem arrived he could sense Liam was angry and he refused to budge until Liam calmed down. It was only a short walk across to the paradore and Liam was striding across with Artem finding it difficult to keep up. Arriving they went by reception and headed to the suite of Felipe Morales where Liam knocked on the door loudly. Alex and Felipe woke up "Someone at the door" Alex remarked. Felipe put on a dressing gown and opened the door "Que quieres?" he asked in Spanish. "Prince Alexander!" Liam demanded in a quiet angry tone. Felipe turned to Alex "I think it is for you your highness" he said opening the door. Liam pushed in to the suite followed by Artem "Get dressed your highness" Liam said looking angry. Alex fumed looking at him "Protocol!" he shouted at him, "Remember who you are addressing". "Your highness" Liam said bowing, "Get out of bed and put these clothes on now!" he demanded. Artem moved forward to the bed smirking and bowed his head "Thanks Artem" Alex said. Liam stood with arms folded like an adult scolding a child "Hurry up!" he said. "Walk away" Alex said to both of them noticing Liam hesitated standing his ground. "Liam" Artem said grabbing his arm, "Leave his highness he is safe". Alex watched them leave then looked at Felipe "I am so sorry" he said looking upset. "Oops" Felipe said putting his arms around Alex, "Are you in trouble?" he asked. Alex shook his head "No, that protection officer disapproves of me" he said looking at the door. "But you are the prince, can you not tell him?" Felipe asked helping Alex dress. "You are joking right?" Alex asked, "He doesn't like me, I tried to be nice but have had enough of trying". Felipe kissed Alex on the head "Then get him removed, surely you can do that" he said kindly. "Anyway why do you care if he likes you?" Felipe now asked looking at Alex curiously and winking. Alex sat on the bed, "My life is lonely Felipe" he said quietly, "Trusting people is hard". "But you have your family and some people around you" Felipe reminded Alex. Alex nodded "My family is great, the people around scrape and bow except Artem, he is becoming a close friend". Alex stood "No Felipe, my protection officer doesn't like me one bit" Alex said. Artem had grabbed the royal dress and was placing it in the bag he brought. Both Liam and Artem heard the words Alex spoke to Felipe through the slightly ajar door and to hear him say those things struck a chord with Artem who glared daggers at Liam and walked off. Torn between stopping Artem or waiting for Liam he desperately tried to pay no attention to it, yet he could see the anger in Artem's eyes as he stormed off. "Tomar" Felipe said quietly giving Alex his number, "We still need to talk about the charity". Alex chuckled "If you can keep your hands off me, otherwise it will be hard" he replied. Felipe glanced at the door then snogged Alex "Not possible, I will be back for more" he said. Alex chuckled, Felipe bowed "Your highness, such a pleasure, amazing wonderful pleasure". Alex kissed him "You are amazing in bed" he said quietly putting the baseball cap on. Liam walked in "Your highness now if you please, we need to get back to the palace!" he demanded. Alex walked to the door "Fuck you!" he said, "And bow when you address me". Liam glared at Alex then bowed his head "Your highness" he said in a slightly mocking tone. "You want to play by the book then that is what we will do" Alex said walking out. Unsure if Alex was playing him or if he was deadly serious, Liam hurried out catching up with the prince and walking two steps behind. If there was ever a walk of shame this was surely it, Artem was standing outside waiting the walked off ahead of them both to check no one was around as they walked back to the palace. A short 5 minute walk that seemed to go on for ever for Alex, his protection officer said nothing but his demeanour spoke volumes which made it even worse. He could feel the icy disapproval stabbing his back. Liam was relieved to get the prince back in to the safety of the palace and followed on behind trying to calm down although he knew he was going to ripe the prince apart for putting himself in danger. Alex opened the door to his room and tried to close it but Liam was already inside the room, he turned to Liam about to dress him down but Liam got in there first and didn't hold back. "Don't ever do that again without my knowledge your highness" Liam said venting his anger. "You put yourself at risk, scared Artem as he had no idea where you were" Liam continued. Liam threw up his hands "Irresponsible actions you should know better!" he finished. Alex taken back was uneasy about his anger "What do you care!" he said. Liam was silent "I am a disgrace, disappointment, not what you expected and you hate me" Alex said. Liam opened his mouth but Alex stopped him "I do not want your opinion" he said cutting him down. He stood looking at the prince "Speak only when spoken to as protocol dictates" Alex reminded him. Inside Liam was beginning to respect this fighting prince "Walk away!" Alex said in a defiant stance. Alex watched Liam bow and back away then he walked into the bathroom locking the door and he slumped to the floor visibly shaken and upset, at what he wasn't sure right now. Once thing he knew now was that his protection officer thought less and less of him each day as he seemed never to be able to put a foot right in Liam's eyes. He could be more responsible but what harm had he done, even in his upset state he was now resolved to making Liam follow all royal protocol down to the last dot. Artem caught up with Liam going to his room "Well done knob head!" he exclaimed. "I said get to know him not tell him off" Artem added. Liam turned looking angry "You see what I am up against Artem?" he asked, "Sneaking off for sex". Artem shook his head "You are no different Liam, everyone knows Polly comes up to you rooms". Artem quickly put his hand over his mouth "Sorry" he said quickly dodging into his room. Artem changed and listened at the door to make sure Liam was not hanging around in the hallway for him. Quietly he crept out and walked back to Alex's room his nerves all over the place from expecting to be hunted by Liam. Alex heard Artem entering the bedroom calling out his name and waited until he heard the door close and the lock engaging. Alex unlocked the door and came out of the bathroom and sat on the bed, Artem sat next to him putting his arm around his shoulder. "He is harmless Alex" Artem said comforting him, "Too highly strung if you ask me". Alex bit on this thumb "He hates me and everything I stand for or do" he replied. Artem shrugged "Maybe he just wants to do his job properly, you know what they are like". "Yeah I guess, it is just everything I do disappoints him" Alex replied. Artem chuckled "You certainly did alright getting Felipe in bed" he said still chuckling away. Alex managed to smile "You have no idea how good it was, for a moment I was free" he said. "Yes but he was the one who bagged a prince not you" Artem said reminding him of his status. Alex sighed "Don't keep reminding me Artem, I know who I am. Sometimes I just hate it". "Rubbish!" Artem replied, "You are the prince and dam good one Alex! Well apart from the smell right now". Alex glanced at him and laughed "Thank god I have you by me" he said feeling a little relieved. Artem stood up "Right lets get that sex smell washed off you and ready for breakfast" he said. Alex stood up "Thanks" he said resting his head on Artem's shoulder, "Does it smell bad?". Artem laughed "You smell like you have been in an orgy doing it all night" he replied. "One thing Alex, we heard everything that you said to Felipe" Artem said in a hushed tone. "Ah" Alex replied leaning up, "That might complicate things then" he said. Alex taunted Artem and they ended up tussling together in a playfight as Artem tried to Alex in to the bathroom to scrub him clean. Artem handed the phone over to the prince telling him that he was sure Liam knew the phone wasn't for him. Alex put Felipe's number in and secured the phone handing it to Artem asking him to keep it. The prince kept out of Liam's way for the rest of his time and plunged head first in to his official duties with his parents. Liam naturally there along with Scott overseeing the security noticed the lack or non existence of communication between the prince and Liam. Alex found time to have Felipe over to discuss charity work. On the last day Artem was leaving with the rest of the royal entourage for Monrovia, Alex and Liam were staying on at the palace for a few more hours before there flight later in the day. Alex accompanied his parents to the front of the palace, Artem came over to say goodbye looking a little upset and professing his was really jealous not to be going with him, Alex promised he would take him next and then glanced over to Liam who was heavy in conversation with Scott, head of crown protection. "I know you are not looking forward to this Liam" Scott said sympathetically. Liam nodded "Sitting on a beach watching him is not my idea of relaxing" he replied seriously. "Is the prince hard work?" Scott asked, "I see how he avoids you". Liam looked at him "Yes but do not worry I will break him in" he replied confidently. "Cut him a little slack and work with him, he is a little fragile" Scott informed him. Liam looked a little confused by the remark "Use this time to understand each other" Scott advised. "He is quite head strong" Liam said glancing over at Alex. "The King is still worried that he might drop out of royal life Liam" Scott informed him. "That is confidential Liam, I know you are in the King's confidence as well" Scott said. "He is he really unhappy sometimes" Liam said understanding and knowing what the King meant. "Quite possibly" Scott replied, "That is why the King asked you to keep him informed". "I never realised it was that bad, I just thought he was in this rebellious phase" Liam said. "Understood and I will try to let my hair down a bit" Liam said assuring Scott. Scott chuckled "Look after him Liam, this whole gay thing worries me a little" he confided. "And me!. Don't worry I will keep him safe" Liam said emphasising his point. Scott smiled "Make sure that you find time to relax in Mauritius" he said. Liam nodded and shook hands with Scott then walked back and stood behind the prince and the Spanish royal family watching the entourage leaving. Alex glanced behind him to find Liam was already looking at him, it was a slightly different look and one that had Alex confused and unsure if he had done something else that his protection officer disapproved of. Alex quietly spoke "Now what have I done that you don't approve of?" he asked. Liam remained expressionless. "Two weeks of your disapproving looks, great!" Alex remarked. Bowing his head "If that is what your highness wishes" Liam replied with a smirk. Alex turned to him "Walk away" he said confidently brushing past Liam. Alex walked inside palace following the king and queen of Spain. Liam watched him and couldn't help smiling, in reality he really found the prince amusing at times and he was loving this game of disapproving looks as it was one thing that wound Alex up big time. Since that night in the bar and the weeks that followed Liam had grown to respect Alex and he sure as hell didn't shy away form things, the way he carried himself and his duties showed a different side to this young lad. For now though he was not about to tell Alex since he wanted to keep the prince on his guard, outwardly the prince showed no sign of his unhappiness of being trapped in this world. If truth be told Liam felt a little sorry for him fully understanding that despite all of the trappings afforded to the prince he wanted a simple life. Alex turned his head and looked at Liam who put his dark sunglasses on keeping a dead pan expression. The way Alex lowered his eyes before turning his head around was an incredible look of shame tinged with unhappiness, it stopped Liam in his tracks and was unsure if that was directed at him or generally how the prince felt under all his perfect exterior.

Chapter 6: The First Transcendence Tyler walked down the street, hair disheveled, clothes a mess, sweaty, and obviously looking like he had just finished some ravaging sex. Adam and Aaron lived in a much better part of town, so whereas Tyler and Brandon’s shit area he would have fit into fairly easily, not so much here. He looked trashy. He was getting looks and stares, like he was a street whore. He felt the cum slowly begin to work its way from his ass down his taint. Soon, it would start to dribble down his legs. Something about that made him feel good and yet it felt wrong and embarrassing. Again the force of the wrongness of everything was winding up his sexual urges, and he hated himself for it, which then further reinforced his growing horniness. Reality set in and Tyler started thinking that walking down the street with cum beginning to run down his super skinny legs and a growing hardon in his tight shorts, already looking like a whore, was probably not going to be good for him. He started to panic. As he crossed between two buildings a had reached out, grabbing his tiny arm, and pulling him forcefully into the alley. The person was incredibly rough. Immediately he had a hood over his had, his body slammed into the brick of the building, and hand covering his mouth, pushing the fabric of the hood firmly into his mouth. Tyler was terrified, but he felt that trying to scream would make things worse. Tyler began to feel a hand groping him, his hardon began to pulse. Terrified and still horny, he felt instant relief when the voice spoke. “My Tyler”, the monotone voice said. It was Jax, Tyler had memorized that voice. The hood was lifted off his face, revealing his love. Tyler leaned in to kiss Jax, without even thinking. Jax did not move. Tyler pulled back, feeling confused, yet entranced by those beautiful animal eyes. “Jax I’ve been thinking about you every moment!” Tyler exclaimed. Jax nodded, almost in a pondering manner. A deviant smile barely appeared, “And were you thinking about me when you committed the infidelity you just completed?” Tyler felt frozen. How did Jax know that? Was he watching him? How the literal hell would he know? Jax’s had was already on Tyler’s upper thigh, and beginning to get covered in Adam’s cum that was leaking from Tyler’s fresh slut hole. Jax pulled his hand away, bringing it up to Tyler’s mount. “Eat your cheater’s cum”, Jax ordered. Tyler freaked. He didn’t know if Jax was spying on him, he was in an alley, but still anyone could see from either side. He was still ridiculously turned on, but he pulled away. “This isn’t very private…” Tyler started. “I DO NOT GIVE A FUCK. AND NEITHER DO YOU. IF YOU JUST DECIDED TO BE A SLUT LIKE YOU WERE, YOU CAN LICK HIS CUM FROM YOUR ASS OFF MY HAND. NOW.”, Jax was incredibly firm. Tyler reached out to touch Jax while he began to let Jax’s cummy hand enter his mouth. Jax harshly swatted Tyler’s hands away. “Eat the cum you garbage slut.” Jax ordered. “I haven’t given you permission to touch my perfection. Tyler, defeated, began sensually licking the cum from his own ass off Jax’s fingers. Slowly, deeply, he tasted the melding of him and Adam off the fingers of the man he cheated on his lover with. Jax’s other hand pulled behind Tyler, gathering the next gob of cum to eat. Jax alternated hands for Tyler to worship and lick. Tyler was beginning to feel high off the disgust of the human being he was, but for what felt like hours, he ate as much cum that Jax could pull from his dripping hole. Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, Jax could no longer pull some measurable cum from Tyler’s hole and legs. “I missed you Tyler”, Jax’s tone changed dramatically, smashing his lips into Tyler, they made out like psychos. Tyler just moaned. His world felt like it was flipped upside down in lust. His hands reached under Jax’s shirt, feeling him up, caressing his boney body. Jax was doing similar to Tyler, but it was obvious that Tyler was the addict. He was touching Jax like he was a trophy, an object, something he couldn’t get enough of. It was it Tyler was trying to get his fingers to memorize every curve, the level of softness, the amount of smoothness, of every micro inch of Jax’s unbelievable body. “Are you thinking about Brandon right now?” Jax interjected while they were making out. Tyler seemed perplexed. “Um no Jax, I’m all about you baby!” He exclaimed. Jax looked disappointed. “You should be thinking about the boy you are lying to right now.” Jax cooed. “Do it. Feel it. You know that cheating is taking a hold of you.” Tyler felt more mass confusion within him. He know the level of wrongness in the infidelity he was creating was horrible, but he knew taking pleasure in it was beyond disgusting. He just nodded his head in agreement but was too focused on Jax to think of Brandon in any measurable manner. Jax continued his groping and kissing of Tyler, but he knew Tyler wasn’t thinking of Brandon. “Lets go babe”, Jax ordered. Tyler nodded. He didn’t ask where, he didn’t ask why, he didn’t ask how long, he just grabbed Jax’s hand and followed him down the alley. Jax approached an old rusty door further down the alley. He opened it, its hinges creaking extraordinarily, is if the door hadn’t been opened in a millennia. It was almost completely dark inside, yet a small glass block window let in enough light. It looked like a small manufacturing office or room inside. Tons of rusted metal objects and frames, an old cash register, rusted chains hung from the ceiling. Tyler paused as Jax tried to wave him into the darkness. Something didn’t feel right. Jax however, did not wait for any discussion about the current situation. He grabbed Tyler, thrusting him into the darkness, and forcibly walked behind him, slamming the door with fury, and turning the locking mechanism with anger. Tyler swung around after being pushed, seeing Jax take off his shirt, his skin and bones exposed in the light pouring through the window. Jax’s eyes began to change color, to a blood red hue. Tyler had been enamored by Jax from the moment he had seen him, but Jax’s now red eyes, looked like they went on into his soul for miles. He’d never seen anything like this, he’d never contemplated anything so out of this world. Jax slammed his hands into Tyler’s shoulders, Tyler stumbled, knocking over heaps of rusted mental frames and trinkets. Things were moving too fast. Tyler tried to regain his composure. Jax slammed Tyler onto the hard floor. Jax’s pants, which were practically plastered to his skeleton body, were being pulled down. No underwear, just his gigantic cock, with a massive bead of pre cum, was in front of him. Tyler, while in pain, instinctively went to suck it. Jax backhanded Tyler so hard the room started to spin. This wasn’t the somewhat playful backhand that Jax gave Tyler in the car the other night. This felt like hatred. “I didn’t tell you to suck it. Take your clothes off NOW!” Jax demanded. Tyler stripped, and before he had finally pulled off his little baby blue ankle socks, Jax again grabbed him angrily, flipping him over onto the cold hard floor and rammed into him. “Do I own you?” Jax demanded loudly. Tyler’s slut hole opened up for his lover, already wet with the remnants of the other boy he just cheated with. Tyler’s tone was more sultry than ever, just a determined, “Yes”, was uttered. Tyler’s face was smashed into the floor, his whole body was too. Jax went deep into him, fucking him like it was what he was meant to do. “Come away with me Tyler. Lets transcend this world for a real hell”, Jax then whispered in his ear. With that, Jax pulled all the way out of Tyler, staring at Tyler’s gaping hole for a moment, and then with the might of a thousand twinks, rammed so hard into Tyler that he slammed Tyler’s prostrate harder than he had every felt. Tyler began to convulse, an orgasm unlike anything he had ever felt was building within him so quickly. The room began to spin profusely, the kisses on his neck from Jax was like electrical bolts through his body. Tyler began seeing colors flashing before his eyes. Faster and faster and fast. Now the colors changed to blinding white, and as if a strobe light was placed in front of his eyes, it pulsed with incredible speed. The white then modulated to the same blood red of Tyler’s eyes, and then everything went black. Tyler looked down, seeing himself in a dirty deserted room, being fucked mercilessly by Jax. He felt, ethereal, as he floated above reality. Turning to his right Jax was floating next him. They were both naked, both almost transparent. The continued to float higher and higher above the scene below them, until it was just a white dot in a room of incredible darkness. Then the visions began to flow. Tyler saw himself with Brandon on their wedding day. The vision continued to modulate and flash alternate scenes. Tyler walking up the aisle, then a quick flash, Tyler was naked, then back to being in his tuxedo. As he arrived at the altar, another flash, Jax was besides Brandon, his tongue on his neck, Brandon’s eyes rolled into the back of his head, and Jax’s hand’s feeling up Brandon’s body. Flash again – the scene was back to normal, Brandon was receiving Tyler at the altar, the priest welcoming all the guests. Another flash, a naked Jax sitting in the front pew, jacking his cock that was now twice the size that it was in real life. Flash again – the scene returned to normal. As the boys said their wedding vows flashes back and forth of seeing Jax behind Brandon, touching him, staring down Tyler in hatred, and then in loved, and then in disgusted again. When it came time for the final kiss, Tyler leaned in to kiss Brandon, but another flash happened, Tyler was naked in the aisle, staring at the altar, Brandon saying “I do”, staring right into Jax’s eyes. Jax opened one eye to stare at Tyler, laying naked in the aisle, although he didn’t seem to be noticed by anyone else. As Jax and Brandon walked back down the aisle, Tyler was obviously invisible to everyone besides Jax. As Jax passed by Tyler, he raised his foot kicking Tyler in the face, knocking him out cold. Another flash, Tyler floated above the bed as Jax made love to Brandon on their wedding night. Brandon was screaming things about how he wasted his life with Tyler, and Jax was the only man for him. Jax was whispering horrors in Brandon’s ears about Tyler being a filthy slut, Brandon seeming so content about having Jax in his arms. Another flash, now another version of Jax was floating next to Tyler watching Brandon and Jax make sickening love in their bed below. The floating Jax grabbed Tyler and begin to make out, groping each other like maniacs, as they watched another version of reality with Brandon being in love with Jax below. Another flash, Tyler was tied to a dumpster in an incredibly dirty back alley. Dirty mattresses strewn the alley, other trashy twink slept on them, as Tyler, in a much skinnier form turned around to look up at Jax, who had his hand on Tyler’s head, looking down the street seeing 200 or so men lined up for Tyler’s dumpster ass. The first man entered Tyler, Jax kissed Tyler deeply, Tyler became one with being a slut in that instant, then another flash occurred. He was yet again floating with another version of Jax above the wedding bed of Brandon and Jax, yet Brandon was sleeping, and Jax was inviting men in. Jax was bent over, screaming and getting fucked, while Brandon lay asleep. Jax had pulled his new wedding ring off and tossed it in the corner, as he cheated on his husband while he slept. Another flash, Tyler was in a dark smokey room with a singular light in the center. Surrounding him, were gargantuan dark figures with blood red eyes. These looked like abominations. They chanted at him, “he is most beautiful”, “he must be corrupted”, “belongs to the darkness”. Their smokey claws, hands, whatever they were extended from the darkness, groping Tyler. Tyler realized he was chained to the ground. He couldn’t move. He felt immense pleasure at his situation, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. The chanting was like a drug, he felt like nothing else. These dark creatures, these dark things, could do what they wanted with him. Another flash, Tyler was back chained to the dumpster, and while he hadn’t experience all of it, he knew in his mind he had somehow taken 101 of the 200 men that had waited in line for him. Jax’s lips had been pressed to his while he was being destroyed. Then looking over Tyler saw his parents, starting in disgust. Tyler became harder at their disgust. They screamed at what a retched thing he was, how they never wanted to see him again. Multiple flashes occurred then, seeing Brandon with Jax, seeing the abominations, seeing Jax cheat on Brandon, seeing the real world version of what happened when Tyler cheated on Brandon with Jax, seeing himself cheat with Adam, flash after flash, like a slide show. The flashes slowed, and Tyler looked at his disgusted parents with vitriol and disgust himself. He screamed at them “This is who I am. You will touch yourself tonight at my perfection!” His parents gasped and ran down the alley, leaving a chained Tyler with a river running into a lake of cum that was pouring out of his ass. Another flash, the creatures had descended upon Tyler, kissing him, entering him, deep red fires burned all over the room, yet the creatures were pitch black, and Tyler kissed them all. Touched them all. His bliss was unexplainable, he was reborn as a demon, or so he felt. The creatures muttered in their deep guttural voices, “corrupt him”, “demonize him”, “twist him”. The room started spinning hard. Tyler couldn’t stop the spinning. The white strobing came back until the room became black. Off in the distance, Tyler saw a white dot, getting larger and larger, until he could make out. He was approaching reality again. He saw his skinny body covered in sweat, his face mashed to the ground, Jax’s big dick slamming into him with no mercy, a practical fountain of cum splurting out of his ass every time Jax slammed into him. Jax then pulled his head back as far as it would go, grasping Tyler’s soaked hair. Tyler watched himself in ecstasy, but couldn’t feel anything. Jax appeared next to him. He smiled at him, but this time he looked like the devil. As quickly as he appeared, he disappeared, and Tyler felt himself being sucked back into reality. Moving closer and closer to his real body. Tyler jolted into reality feeling the immense force of Jax’s thrusts into him. The sounds were guttural. Lots of grunting and moaning coming from Jax and the sound of Jax’s cum being sloshed around every time he pushed back in Tyler. Tyler’s ass felt like nothing at this point, he could feel the ground underneath him was sticky wet, and he realized he was lying in a pool of his own cum, probably mixed some with the amount that was leaking from his ass. The amount of cum he was laying in, was outrageous. He must have cum more than he could have ever imagine. The amount of sweat pouring down on Tyler from Jax was extreme. He felt like he was being fucked in the rain. Tyler had momentary flashes of his out of body experience, but he remained in reality. In fact, he remained laying there, he didn’t thrust his ass back, he didn’t move. He just became entrenched into his dark actions, and gave himself like the property he was to Jax. Jax fucking Tyler on the hard floor lasted hours, the amount of cum was gross and Tyler began licking the lake that was surrounding him as Jax finished up whatever orgasm he was currently on. Tyler had cum in his hair, covering his entire front torso, and looked 10 times worse than he did when he was walking down the street hours ago. The light through the window was incredibly dim. It must have been late. Brandon would have gone to work by now. Jax finally pulled out of Tyler, and Tyler instinctively cleaned every inch of his cock with his mouth. “That was quite a transcendence.” Jax explained. Tyler was shaking, he was so weak at this point. “What do you mean babe?” “You left your body for many hours during that. I was there with you”, Jax said calmly. “What the literal fuck is going on?” Tyler snapped. “You transcended you dumb slut. You left to higher plain of ecstasy for a while. It happens with me, you’ll see. You go to a place where your hopes and fears all battle things out. You get to see vividly everything you are scared of, and your deepest wants.” “But I’ve never thought about you and Brandon together…” Tyler began. Jax stared at him with the same devil smile that he did right before Tyler had re-entered reality. “Oh baby, I never said I didn’t have SOME control of your transcendence.” Jax looked like evil as he continued. “I inserted the things I knew would live within you to help grow that guilt and wrongness that you are learning to love so deeply.” “So you pushed my mind to think about me being a dumpster slut and my parents finding me being so trashy?!” Tyler exclaimed. “Oh baby, I know what I inserted into your head, and it certainly wasn’t that”, Jax said, gently caressing Tyler’s cummy hair as they were both standing up. “You have some darkness buried deep in you at this point.” Tyler looked at his phone. 30 missed text messages from Brandon, and 6 missed calls. Jax was already opening the creaky door. “Now I will say my love, you look like the trashiest whore in the world right now. I certainly wouldn’t think you would be safe walking home looking like that on the city streets.” Jax taunted. Tyler could feel how fucked he must look. “You can maybe drive me home Jax?” He asked softly. Jax laughed, almost maniacally, “I think you’ll be safe in the back alleys….all the way home.” With that, Jax stepped out the door. Tyler rushed to follow him and was only a few steps behind him, although he was certainly walking funny from how blown out his hole was. As he reached the doorway he looked both ways, and there was no Jax to be seen. Daylight was waning heavily, a disgusting Tyler had to get home without being reported as a street whore in the nice area of town, and he had a lot of explaining to do to Brandon. Clothes soaked in cum and sweat, hair sticking in all directions, eyes sucken in, skin pale from the amount of energy exertion, Tyler stepped out from his room of destruction to make the long walk home and desperately tried to figure out how to handle Brandon.

Went out of town for some meetings Friday and Saturday. I tried to get some hookups in between meeting on Friday but they kept flaking. One guy from grindr said he was coming then said he didn't have time but would come over Saturday morning. I doubted he would follow through. Late Friday a hot cub on bbrts responded and said he would cum over Saturday morning. We exchanged number. Saturday morning the hot cub from bbrts texted and said he was ready. I got ready and he came over. Hot cub with a great cock and some deliciously smelly pits. He fucked me so good two times shooting his loads deep in my ass and made me shoot my load. Lots of verbal cumdump talk got me going! He was delicious. Then shortly after he left the other guy from grindr messaged me. I said well I already have two loads but will take a third. He said I am on my way. He walked in, I sucked his hot cock and then he flipped me over and rimmed me. Telling me how hot it was to taste my fucked ass and the other guys cum. He then shoved his dick deep in me pounding me hard. Cum was running out of my ass. He loved the sloppy hole. Didn't take him long before he added his load. When he left I beat off again tasting their cum from all over my ass!

Chatted up a trucker on growlr and he said he is in my area sometimes. A few weeks later he chats me up and says come over to my truck. Hell yeah i will! 30 minutes later im at the parking area and climb in the drivers door as instructed. In the dim light i can still tell he is a handsome rugged man, shaved head, goatee, 230, and quickly hardening cock. We start to grope and kiss and strip off our clothes. I drop my shorts and keep my workboots on. We get to suckin each other and then pushes me back onto the bed and sucks me. Then lifts my legs up and licks my balls, then taint, then ass. My boots hit the roof of the cab and he spreads my legs a bit more to expose my hole for easier access, then stands up, spits on his cock, and pushes the head of his cock in. My boots are firmly against the cab roof and ready to brace for the raw fuck. The truckers cock is a thick 7" and pulls his cock head out, adds a wad of spit in my hole, then pushes back in slowly. Cock is more than half way in and slowly starts fuckin. Picking up the pace and goes in a bit deeper with each thrust. My cock is oozin tons of precum. He pulls out of my ass, grabs my cock and precum and adds my precum to his cock. He pushes his cock back in my ass and starts fuckin balls deep. Hurts a bit at first but i tell him to keep fuckin. The trucker is really sweatin now and the cab is definitely stinkin of man sex.... hes hittin my hole hard and im strokin my cock, hes gruntin like a pig in heat and tell him to keep fuckin, no pullin out. You opened my hole, u gotta breed it. He says he never pulls out and winks at me and now hes doin deliberate deep fucks feelin his nut sac hittin me each time. His cock feels even harder and about 30 seconds more of deep fuckin he stays balls deep and grunts and he floodin my hole with his load. I jerk my cock a few more times and shoot my load all over my belly. He slowly deep fucks my ass, my hole feelin real wet now.... his orgasm subsides and his cock slips out of my hole. He collapses next to me and we're in a ball of sweat.

Here I was taking this man’s cock raw, Hell he has been fucking me for almost 5 months now. The feel of a raw cock as it fucks me makes me horny and lust after more cock. This is, after all, why I'm here. Hell, it’s not as if I don’t get fucked raw or fuck ass raw on a regular basis, but there was something more about this man pounding into my hole, making my hole twitch and open up, that gets me more excited. As he always does. At 24 years of age I was desired by older men. Hell, even the younger ones wanted me. My 5’11” height, 185 pound body, tight from running and going to the gym was in good shape at least for now. I keep my chest shaved because that’s how I like it, even though hairy chests are hot in my book. As the pig in me became ever more pronounced I started pumping my nips to make them into fat erasers, ready to be pulled, sucked and chewed on. I had seen a site online with men that had hot bodies and big puffy nips like I was starting to develop and thought Why not? I never knew working my nips could add so much pleasure to the sex. I guess my brain is simply wired for this. How did I get here? I always knew I was gay. I regularly jerked-off in high school fantasizing about my phys-ed teacher, but my first actual sexual experience occurred when I went off to college. I was working at the local restaurant chain when one of the regulars asked if I wanted to hang out with him and he ended up being my first, but, that is a story for another day. My first raw cock was spur of the moment and afterwards I was scared shitless. I had let the guy cum in my ass. Would I get HIV? Was the guy sick? I worried about it until I realized I was boned-up, thinking about what I had done. I had taken raw cock and loved it. After that I never asked tops to use rubbers, and when I fucked a guy I only wore one if the guy asked. The long and short was that if my partner didn't ask we didn't use them, and within a year of this I found I was no longer using them at all. In fact, wouldn't hook up with anyone who wanted to use them. Back to the present, I dropped my shirt and pants, got up on his bed, presented my ass doggy style. I always went commando, so I was ready for this man to fuck me with his nine inch uncut cock. His body was still in good shape and his tattoos made me want him even more. Did I mention I could never get enough and needed him to fuck me and share another of his loads with me? By share I mean plant it deep inside of my ass. As he shoved his cock into my body, he grunted, remarking with annoyance to find there was a load already in my ass as as he liked to be my first of the day. He never liked it when we used any lube although, if it was cum, he would allow it. He pounded me hard from the get go, just to remind me that he was in charge. As always. My ass was pulsating around his cock, milking it, and my slutty inner ego took over wanting, all but demanding that he shoot his load into me. With luck I would get another out of him later. I wanted him to cum in me planting his seed deep into my hole. As he fucked me my thoughts wandered for a few seconds. It wasn't that I was becoming a pig. I was a pig. And a nasty one at that. I couldn't fuck or get fucked enough. Anything the other guy (or guys) wanted to try with me I was happy to go along. I was taking plenty of loads up my ass and was even using a plug to keep the loads up there. I started working my ass and it was able to stay tight, even as I accommodated any sized or shaped cock. And yeah, I enjoyed sucking the guy clean afterwards, tasting my ass juices and his seed. But how still did I allow it to go this far? When Steve spoke it brought me back to the present, asking "You okay?" My response to him was simply "Fuck me harder.” He flipped me onto my back and began piston-fucking, which caused me to moan even louder. I could feel my ass getting slick with his precum. He was a big cummer and I usually left with some of it leaking out of me. He fucked me like this for about another five minutes. He was never one to last too long, and true to form he asked "Where do you want this hot load?" with a special emphasis on the word hot. "Blow your load in my ass! Share your DNA with me!" Then he asked the question he often asked when fucking me, "What do you want from me?" "I need you to POZ me, and mark me as the true pig I am" was my reply. Chuckling, he replied "I think that's just what we're gonna do." His veiny cock was thrusting longer and deeper now, his breathing increasingly labored. I knew he was about to blow his load. And cum in me he did. As always, he filled my hole with a huge load which combined with the remains of the load I had taken earlier. I clenched down to keep his seed in my ass so I would be lubed for the next guy that day. Steve never liked for me to linger so I pulled up my pants and quickly left. As I walked down the hall I opened the door to Eric’s room. He was already undressed and sporting a boner for me. He told me he heard us next door and knew he would be next. At one time he must have been a real looker of a man but HIV and AIDS takes a toll on men especially the men of this ward. Eric was very thin now and had a bloated stomach. Soon he would be bed ridden but I promised him I would let him fuck me until he couldn't any longer. He also promised as he has a very highly potent cum and he was going to make sure that my ass was bred with it. In fact all of the men of this ward wanted to make sure I shared their loads until I had all of their strains in me. This ward was an HIV ward and all of the men in it were infected and sick. How did I become this bottom pig? In fact you may say at this point a chaser, since I was more than willing to take their loads. In fact I needed to, but that's a story for another day.

So today, I needed a genuine piss while in market. 2 cubicles one occupied, this had small holes in the wall to peep through, I did and met another eyeball!!!. I had shorts and T shirt on dropped to my knees and kneeled under the partion. Hand reached under, wanked my cock, stroked my balls, but became interested more in my asshole, rubbing it, fingering etc, whispered come in here. I got up, heard him unlock the door, I went in to met by a 72 yr old bloke ( told me his age later) his cock was rock hard, he told me I was Hot. He then pulled my shirt up behind my neck, licked my pits and sucked both my nipples whilst wanking my cock. He then got me out of my shorts, hung them up and bent me over the WC and ate my hole out, groaning, he was fantastic, turned me round and deep throated my cock, awesome, he took his time, bent down, pulled a little tin of vaseline out of his pocket, rubbed it on his hard dick, then rimmed me and put vaseline on my butt, All I had on was my sneakers, hd parted my cheeks and slid right up my ass, it was awesome, I was so turned on, he fucked me good and hard, groaned and grunted and came deep in me, I shot up the wall. He then cleaned me up, helped me to get dressed, thanked me. Seriously, he was one of the best fucks I have had.

After a pretty uneventful weekend (sex wise) I had to go back to work. I called in sick and headed to the doctor, he scheduled a blood test and we talked about prep, I went straight to the lab and got the test. I couldn't stop thinking of the very first fucking I got from Thomas, how he pushed me aside and how even still with all the sex I've had, his is the one I can't stop thinking about. His cock hit different spots, I've had bigger cocks than his, but for some reason I remember feeling his the most. I wanted to show him my negative blood test, egg him on in a way and see what kind of fucking he will deliver. I got a text message when I got back to my car. 'Fucking slut where are you today' from Johnny. 'Called in sick today' I replied. 'Are you sick?' 'No' 'See you at the second floor at lunch then.' Well I wasn't planning on going into work, but my cock betrayed me, and my hole got almost wet with anticipation. 'ok' I sent back. I went home, cleaned out and put on a jock strap I ordered off Wish. It says "Addicted", I felt it to be pretty accurate. I put on sweats and a plain T so if anyone from my office saw me I could lie and say I was just picking up someone but felt sick. I got to the 2nd floor and the door was locked, I knocked, no answer so I waited. My cock hardened like it understood what the 2nd floor meant now and it strained against the jock. What felt like 30 minutes but was probably more like 5 Johnny and another guy walked up, masks on and the guy unlocked the door. We walked to the usual gate and like usual my arms were wrapped in the chain after I stripped and I was chained to the wall. A blindfold was tied around my head and my mask was left on. I felt 4 hands rubbing me down with what felt like massage oil. My jock was pulled down a bit, and a hand grabbed my balls and gave them a good hit, my knees buckled and caved inward. "Spread 'em" the man said. My balls were hit 4 more times, my cock no longer hard, and then I felt it. i cheated and looked through the space between the blindfold and my nose, I saw a chastity device being placed around my soft abused cock and balls. I started to get hard again, this time thwarted by the device AND the jock. My hole was lubed, and I heard the shutter of a camera open, I was being filmed. The first cock wasn't Johnny, it was the random guy who he brought. His cock was a good start, he lasted a good amount of time too, I was able to milks cock using the muscles of my ass, squeezing my ass around his cock as he pulled outward, and letting him ram into a nice loose asshole. He finished and before Johnny took his turn a poppered rag was shoved into my mask, sending me into a tailspin, the only reason I was standing was the chain holding me up. Johnny took his turn, he was rough, slapping my ass, my chest, my back, and he talked dirty telling me he can't wait for Thomas to use me like he was used on Friday. Telling me he wants to film my conversion, and help Thomas and his crew fuck me up. I couldn't get hard, but I was definitely loving every second. The rag was pulled from my ask and I was asked what I wanted, "More cock or my girlfriends pussy" I said "More cock please". Poppers were once again administered to the rag and shoved in my mask. A new guy replaced Johnny's spent cock, and I gave it, and each cock that took me that day the same loving and care my hole could provide. I could feel the cum and lube running out of my ass, dripping down my balls onto the floor and down my leg. I once again tried to remember each cock like I did at the gang bang. My favorite fucking of the day was #4, I would bet money that it was cock #7 from the gang bang. I don't know how many different cocks I took but I know I at least had 8 loads in me. It was quiet for a while and I didn't hear anyone else come in, it sounded like they all left. I heard someone walk in, turn the camera off that was recording me and put it away as they walked out. Someone entered again, inspected my used up ass, and ran their hands around my stomach and ass, then unlocked me, and unwrapped the chain. I went to take my blindfold off but their hand held it on. They walked away and left. I waited about 5 minutes before undoing the blindfold and finding my clothes. I slowly left the file room, and exited the room. I walked to my car, the whole building was pretty quiet. There was a lot of time between cocks today, they kept me chained to that wall as guy after guy wandered into the room to use me as they pleased. My cock was locked up but I was horny as hell. I went home, showered but left what ever was in my ass alone. I searched the internet for a good way to get 1 more load in me tonight. This device will drive me insane this week if I can't cum. I think that's the idea. My only pleasure will come from getting men to use me. I can't wait for this gangbang from Stephen and Cory, and I wondered if Thomas would be at the end of the gangbang or another day devoted to my Pozzing. I got an email from the lab, Negative, I printed multiple copies of the results. - Katie's night - I got home from work and logged onto the computer, horny as fuck with Marks seed deep inside my ass. There was a new video uploaded from my new favorite User on xvideos "StraightBait" I clicked on the video, a young guy, chained to a wall in what looked like a warehouse, getting railed from behind by a guy who deposited his load and another took over, between guy's the video sped up which turned me on more that this bottom was left waiting in this room for hours as guys came and went. I imagined this bottom being my boyfriend Trevor, taking loads up his "bitch" ass, as Thomas put it. drove me wild and I came without my vibrator. I don't know why I want someone to put my Boyfriend in this place, but the idea of him taking dick in his ass better than me turns me on so much. I got a text message from Mark, my hole ached. 'New contract in San Jose this weekend, flight leaves Friday morning."

I suppose I just have to much of a kinky side to have ever lived a vanilla life. It was my wild side that got me into trouble one night when I hooked up online looking for some sort of group or exhibitionist scene. I met an older white guy into 20y.o. latin guys (me) who said he'd be willing to fuck me at a particularly cruisy park. The deal was that while I was there I was his boy; I obeyed his instructions and did only what and whom he told me to do, but my terms were no fucking without rubbers and nothing that would land me in jail. It sounded like a pretty hot scene and the guy had a talent for dirty talk, so I agreed to meet him there in an hour, showered and douched. When I arrived, I was glad I had come. He was a stacked fifty-something white daddy type that totally fit my domination fantasies. He gripped my head in his hands and delivered a big, intrusive mouth kiss to make his claim, and then spat on my face at the end of it just to seal the deal. My hands started to wander over his body, but he grabbed them and pushed his face up close to mine. "The deal was you only do what I say. That clear, boy?" I was loving it. He led me up a path in the park to a relatively secluded area surrounded by trees and bushes and pushed me to my knees, pulling out an impressively sized cock for me to suck on. I have a gift for sucking dick, and it didn't take him long to become rock hard in my mouth. I was so absorbed in the process that I was only vaguely aware that we had company, but when he motioned for me to stand up again I realized we were surrounded by five other guys. This was about the tipping point for me between "hot sex fantasy" and "situation I can't control or escape from if this goes bad," so I was pretty nervous. The daddy commanded me to lean against the tree so that he could eat out my ass. "Getting nervous," I whispered, to which he slapped my ass and told me to follow orders. I did, but my eyes were tracking the guys, who were now had their pants down and were pulling at their dicks. That said, it became hard to focus on anything once daddy started eating my ass. He had a beard that tickled my ass when he ate it out and drove me wild. While he was doing that he pulled out a bottle of lube and greased up his dick, although I was entirely sure if he was into fucking or if he was just jacking off. That became clear after a few minutes when he pulled his mouth off my ass and immediately positioned his cock to slide inside me. I reached into my pocket for a condom before he could push in. He grabbed me by the chest and pushed me close to him, his dick right up against my ass, which was struggling to stay closed against him. "Condom," I said, holding the wrapper up. "I want your sweet little ass raw, baby," he responded, trying to push inside me. Somewhat more sharply I said, "We had a deal." He chuckled at that. "And here I had to go and find me the one bottom with a spine." He wrapped the condom over his dick and relubed before positioning himself at my ass and bending me forward again. I grabbed the tree for support and braced myself, trying to relax in the somewhat awkward position of not being on an even surface, but he was surprisingly gentle entering me. I love a rough fuck as much as the next bottom, but I always appreciate tops who know to start off slow and work up to it. At this point one of the guys came up to my face, which was at crotch level, and held out an eight or nine inch dick in front of my mouth. I was watering to suck it while daddy fucked me, but I knew the rules of the game, so I didn't do anything. I figured even asking would be wrong. Disloyal, perhaps. If he wanted me to do it, he would offer. The man became more insistent, even grabbing my head, but I didn't respond. The man looked up at daddy and said, "I thought this one was just a hook-up? You been training him to take orders?" "Nope, seems he's a natural." Wait, shit, they knew each other? The man in front of me said, "Well, order him to suck my dick. I'm getting blue balls standing here." "Boy, these men are my friends, and you are going to suck them and let them fuck you same as me. Understood? Suddenly I wasn't so sure I was up for a starring role in an orgy, but no use complaining about it. "Yes sir," said with more certainty than I felt. I immediately started sucking on his dick, taking it all the way down my throat for as long as I could stand and then resurfacing for air. One of my favorite tricks is to lick the balls while I am all the way down on a dick, and the guy was loving it. It also distracted me from what Daddy, who had been building up speed. I think maybe he felt like he needed to get my attention again, because without warning he pulled his dick all the way out and rammed it all the way into me again, causing me to yelp slightly and tighten. He did it again and again in rapid succession, until on the fifth or sixth time my ass was able to stay a bit more relaxed rather than automatically tightening. Then he started power fucking me while slapping my ass. My prostate can only take so much intense stimulation from being punch fucked all at once, and the feeling had become so intense that it was passing pleasure and becoming painful. I should maybe be greatful for the fact that he had size, technique and style, but endurance less so. He only fucked me for about five minutes before he he came loudly, pulling me up to bite my neck and ride out the aftershocks of his orgasm in my ass. All at once he pulled out and ripped the condom off. He turned me around and presented my ass for the guy I had been sucking, whom I dutifully provided another condom to. This guy was not shy about ramming it in all at once; fortunately his dick was maybe slightly longer than daddy's but not nearly as thick, and I was able to take it pretty well. I try to avoid using poppers too much, but I figured at this point surviving the night would mean pulling out all the stops, so I pulled out my "Emergency, in case of getting gangbanged" bottle from my pocket and took a couple of deep hits before sucking the next man's dick. The second stranger definitely had stamina, and was probably showing off a bit for his friends. He would pull all the way out and in, do circle motions, fuck hard and then slow and then hard again. I was more or less just along for the ride, so I just focused on my mouth and keeping my balance. When he finally came, he was so loud that I was afraid he would alert the entire park. The next guy told me to take off all of my clothing. I looked to daddy for confirmation, but he just nodded, so I obeyed, grateful that it was a warm night and I hadn't brought my phone or wallet into the park with me. He fucked me on my back in the dirt, with my legs on his shoulders. He was a white dude who wanted me to call him "papi" and liked to pull all the way out of my ass while he was fucking me and then just barely stick the head back in several times before forcing it all the way back in. After maybe the fourth time doing this he paused before putting it back in my ass, which set off my alarms. It was the first moment I suspected someone of tampering with the condoms, and I asked him if it was still on and tried to reach back. He assured me it was, but batted my hand away. I tried again, and he pinned my hands down and force fucked me while staring directly into my eyes. At this point I figured I had done my due diligence and decided to take it on faith and enjoy the ride; if he was lying there wasn't much I could do at this point anyway, and he was my favorite top of the lot so far anyway. He rode me like that for another two or three minutes before coming silently, still staring straight into my eyes, shaking with the force of cumming but not uttering a word. The next guy was an older latin guy, athletic but wiry and with a beautiful big dick. He was also the most sadistic of the group. he started off slapping his dick on my face and force fucking my throat until I was gagging, which I'm pretty good about controlling under most circumstances. He slapped my face with his hand hard enough to hurt and then made me beg for him to do it again. Generally he pushed me just a little bit farther than I wanted to go, which was clearly the point. Then he had told me to stand up and face Daddy, which I did. He stuffed my own underwear in my mouth as a gag, and had Daddy hold me tightly, pinning my arms to my sides. In rapid succession he stuck one, two, then three unlubed fingers into my ass, which hurt like hell the way he did it. With daddy holding me, he brought the fingers up to my face and smeared them on my face and nose. "Smell that, bitch? That's the smell of the loads of the four guys who just fucked you. All of the guys here have been popping the condoms when they fuck you. I'm not even going to bother faking the rubber." Wait, what? Fuck, fuck, fuck! I looked into Daddy's eyes, who smiled almost gently and cooed, "Shhh, what does it matter now? It's done. Just relax. Just enjoy it." And here's where someone else, a more dominant guy, someone who wasn't as kinky or as horny as me would have acted differently. That guy would have fought back like hell, maybe get the shit beaten out of him but not given into this on principle and maybe gotten away at that point. But me? I thought, "you're right, what's the point?" It's not like I could deny that being barebacked was a huge turn-on, and whatever damage was done was already taking its course. I could always see the emergency clinic tomorrow about Plan B or PEP or whatever it was called. Tonight, I might as well enjoy getting fucked. So I didn't scream or cry or fight. With some effort, I spat the underwear in my mouth out and looked Daddy in the eye. "Kiss me, sir." "Fuck you, you don't give orders, kid." Not backing down I said, "Fuck you, you didn't keep your end. Kiss me." He did, forcefully and passionately, conceding even while he reasserted his dominance with his lips and tongue. Meanwhile, the guy behind me lubed up and put his head at my hole. I knew this was going to be brutal, and sure enough he fucked me as hard as any of them for a good fifteen minutes without ever taking a break or going gentle. He taunted me, saying things like, "Maybe before you came into this park tonight you were a man. Now you are nothing more than a cumpdump and a faggot. You will never be anything more than that after tonight. After tonight you'll only ever be good for taking loads from real men. Beg me for my load to fill up your faggot ass." When he finally came he must have shot ten wads into my ass while he whispered, "I'm breeding your ass. I'm breeding you. I'm going to make you pregnant with my babies, a real man's babies, you little cocksucking whore." Even as he was going soft he didn't pull out. Instead, I felt a flood of warmth deep in my ass as I realized that he was unloading his piss inside of me. Apparently this really did it for the next guy, who fucked my piss soaked ass and didn't last more than a minute before cumming. To each their own, I guess. I thought the final guy in the group was also going to fuck me too, but he made me kneel in front of him while he said, "I don't fuck used up whores." I had to admit, that successfully stung a bit after everything I had just been through. He told me to open my mouth, and let loose a stream of piss that started there but then covered my face and body before zipping back up and walking away. Daddy shoved me over a low branch, saying, "you stink, faggot." This didn't stop him and two of the other guys from fucking again and pissing in my mouth and ass, respectively. Oddly it wasn't hurting; I was feeling a bit light-headed and very horny. Later I pieced together that some of the dudes must have been high and when they pissed on/in me I was getting a contact high. All I knew was that I suddenly went from resigned to eager about the idea of taking their cum inside me. Fortunately, Daddy came prepared with a towel and some sanitizer so that I could clean up a little. The other guys took off one by one, until Daddy and the sadist (who went by Jesse) were the only ones left. Jesse was the last to cum in me for the second time, and as he was finishing he looked up at Daddy he said, "Any chance I could borrow your new toy for a day?" Daddy looked nonplussed. "I like this one. I might just keep him. Besides, you tend to break your toys." Jesse raised a hand and said, "you'll get him in mint condition. Or at least not any worse than whatever condition he's in now. Thing is, I still don't think this bitch has truly accepted his place in the world as a cumpdump for real men, and I have some thoughts one how to go about making him see the light. Just one day. We'll meet you at the baths tomorrow night and he'll be all yours. I think you'll like the results." I sat there numbly, Jesse's dick still dribbling cum into my ass, realizing that they were talking about me like meat and I didn't particularly seem to mind. And while I didn't really want to go with Jesse, if Daddy said yes, I knew I would. Daddy considered it for a bit, then said, "Fine, one day, all limbs attached and no permanent psychic scarring. Boy, you follow him like it's me, understood?" Jesse responded with a wicked smile: "cross my heart. Come on, kid, you can pick up your car tomorrow night. Your coming with me now." I nodded to Daddy and followed Jesse out of the park and into my new life.

Just got back from my first CumUnion in LA. Hosted at a BDSM venue near the airport. very chill, no attitude. Started out topping a few guys, saving my load for the right slut tho then I got spit roasted I. Front of everyone on a fuck bench by two tall hung daddies. Balls slapping my ass and my chin they took turns and both loaded me up. I finally unleashed a 2 day load into a cute little otter who yelped when I started humming all in all took 3 and gave 3 loads

I was talking to this guy on BBRT and he invited me to his hotel room. On my way there he asked how man loads I had in me. I told him 0 and he told me he wanted me to get loaded up before coming to see him. His hotel was near an adult bookstore so I stopped there. The first booth I checked out had a big white cut cock sticking through so I got on my knees and began to suck him using my saliva to lube my hole. I got his cock nice and wet then backed my ass onto his cock. After a few strokes I felt his cock spasm as he shot in me. I opened the door to the booth and a PR guy walked into the booth and pushed me down to my knees and pulled out his cock. I started sucking him off and his big uncut cock grew even larger. I noticed another cock slide through the glory hole and I started sucking that cock while rubbing my hole on the PR guys cock. He told me he didn’t do anal, so I backed my ass up on the cock through the glory hole and sucked the PR guy off. He shot his load down my throat and left. I went back to sucking the cock through the glory hole and after a few minutes the door opened and a young Indian guy came in. I sucked him off while riding the glory hole cock. The Indian guy said he wanted to fuck me so I started alternating between the 2 cocks. The Indian guy told me he was going to cum and he shot deep in my ass. I invited glory hole guy to my booth and he was a hung little white bear. He shoved his cock in me and pounded me hard till he shot in me. After he was done, I messaged my BBRt guy and went to his room. He ate the loads from my hole then spit them back in alternating between fucking me and eating my hole. Finally he shot his load in me and sent me on my way. I stopped by the ABS and took one last load from this hung Venezuelan guy. He insisted on a condom so I let him. We had no lube so the condom burst after a few strokes. He kept going and bred me deep. When he pulled out he seemed shocked it broke, started freaking out a bit, then ran from the booth.

Some of my friends here know I was partnered to an HIV poz and undeteactable guy. I am firm supporter of U=U and as a PrEP clinic supporter, I had been asked a few times to talk to folks going through the whole process. So, it always disappoints me when U=U friends are treated like crap. My little rant at the beginning. So, I was surprised at a recent event when a friend and regular FWB who is hearing impaired and U=U, reached out for a play session that resulted in the two us unwittingly started to to use nearby technology as a 'prop' and role play tool. Neither of us saw it coming - but we both caught on real quick and used it to ratchet up our already VERY hot sex to a new level. The event: A regular FWB texted me Saturday afternoon two weeks ago ... said he was bored and horny. He told me that had tried to set up a couple of fuck sessions that afternoon, and both guys were dickheads towards him when he disclosed his status. Was I around for a romp and help cheer him up??? I was indeed around. In fact, I had just sat down naked at the computer to logon and see who was around and horny. Perfect timing. We always had physical and deep sex. We both loved to kiss and touch. It made it more special by the fact that he was 100% hearing impaired. While I've tried to learn some basics (which always makes him smile), his primary method of communication is a combo of laptop and iPad. He always walks in and we hug and do some kissing, then he sets this whole thing up in the kitchen in a few minutes and we are ready to go. The laptop displays BOTH our conversations. I talk slowly and clearly and the voice recognition software almost immediately converts it to text on the screen. Then he reads and types on the iPad as a reply. Between my slower pace speaking (which is a nice change) and his 'mad' typing skills... you would be impressed how 'real time' the whole thing turns out. Amazing stuff. So he showed up. Hugs. Computer gear set up. Couple of nice drawn out kisses and he is already rock hard and grinding against me. He IS horny. No longer bored tho. His Dad is in poor health, and he has been helping out a lot. He told me that it hasn't left him much 'alone time' to at least even stroke off between helping out with his family and his self-employed work ... so he had a 'few' days loaded up inside him to share with me. I planned to milk it out with my hole. Or both holes. I'm flexible that way. I knew exactly what he needed. Took him by his hand and led him downstairs to the sling. He smiled and nodded and jumped right into it. I had him lay back, legs spread wide and hole on the edge. Then I proceeded to put on a two-part cock ring - you know the one that lifts your balls right up/out and the other part is wrapped around the base of your cock. Once those balls were right smack up there in my face I licked them, and sucked them into my mouth one at a time, then both at once. His moaning was all the confirmation I needed. His cock started leaking pre-cum, so every 4-5th swipe at his balls, I worked his cock deeper into my throat. We kept this up for a while. Then I started licking down his taint to his naturally smooth hole. He's a ginger and his ass cheeks are milky white, smooth and his hole is light pink. Fucking gorgeous to eat. I heard him gasp, when I spit on the hole and rubbed across the lips of his ass. He was gyrating a little to try and get me to slip my finger inside. I kept taking extra spit and throat juices every time I switched and started opening my hole with my other hand. It felt slick and amazing on my opening hole. I ate his ass, licked his balls, swallowed his cock and worked one, then two fingers into him. I gently stroked his prostate while sucking his balls and cock. I used my fingers on him to open him a little and stuck my tongue into him, between my fingers. He moaned even more. I wanted his balls churning and his prostate aching to dump a load. It appeared to be working. I used my tongue to provide all these oral services on him until he suddenly bolted upright and pulled himself out of the sling. "Get in" he demanded (and yes... he can say a lot of recognizable things... the better I got to know him and understood, I could understand a lot of his sentences. But this? This was a demand. I had heard it before. I knew he was horny, as, fuck....... I was in the sling about 2.5 seconds and he slid his cock up and down across my hole to lube himself up. Then he reached over and grabbed hold of my leather harness. He stopped and looked at me for a half-second and plowed his cock into me in one slow, deep thrust. Right to those popped up balls of his were resting on my hole. Then he pulled out to the edge... so I could squeeze his cockhead a few times. He made sure he had a good hold on the harness and started to hammer my ass. He was off to the races. He slammed into my hole over and over. I pushed my hole down onto his cock and relaxed it completely so he could push further into my second ring. Trying to get him in deeper. He was grinding in slowly, and deeper and deeper. We both wanted to see how far he could push his rock hard cock into my hole before he unloaded deep inside. He was patient. I'll give him that. Here's where it gets really interesting. Remember I said he is 100% hearing impaired and we use some very cool voice recognition software to communicate?? I was talking dirty to him the whole time I was sucking his balls and his cock and his hole. He has told me that the vibrations from my voice are VERY hot for him to 'feel' and he said he loved me talking dirty while I was working him over. He also loved feeling my chest rumble and could feel the sound of my dirty talk against his body. While I was working on his cock and balls and hole, I realized he had brought the iPad down with him and laid it against the table beside the lube and poppers. Holy Crap!!!! The iPad was still capturing all my talking... as long as I talked slow and clear. And so, as I was working on his cock, balls and hole I kept a steady patter of dirty talk going. I knew he would be able to see it all later - when he picked up the iPad. Or.... maybe I should let him see that it is recording. In case he doesn't want that to happen. So, when I hopped into the sling, I reached over and grabbed the iPad and turned it on an angle so he could see what had been recorded in the chat window thus far. I looked at his face for some type of comment, nod or reaction to seeing what was on the screen; so I would know whether I would be turning it OFF or leaving it to continue to record. That was the moment he sank his hard cock into me, balls deep in one push. I got my answer. He looked at the iPad and said... "Wow. Hot" and nodded. And that... was when he really started to pound me. Oh, he pummeled my hole for quite a while. I was dirty talking to him about loading me up. Breed me!! Seed me!!! He was sweating and muttering the entire time. I knew he was enjoying what we were doing. He kept looking over at the screen and would dig DEEPER when he read what I was saying. It was real-time, dirty fucker talking. I finally told him to quit holding back and cum and seed my hole with his cum so he could use it for lube. THAT put him over the edge and he started groaning and slapping my ass and I could feel the warmth of his cum seeping. I could feel it wrapping around his cock with each slow pump. He leaned in for some kisses, but didn't pull his cock out of my warm, wet ass. He just kept stroking in and out nice and slow. I grabbed the iPad and asked him if he was going to give me a second load? He smiled and nodded his head and started to pick up speed. He had not even gone soft that entire time he was stroking slowly in / out. My hole was full of his cum and my spit and the feeling was amazing. MUCH better than lube. I kept egging him on. Telling him to stop for a second so I could squeeze his cock... and he moaned when it happened. I asked if he liked my ass muscles gripping his cock? And he started fucking and had a moaning mantra started now. He was in 'the zone' and his hard cock just kept trying to get deeper and deeper. He was in no rush. He could see what I was saying as it displayed on the iPad ... and he would groan and fuck harder as I begged for his hot seed. We both enjoy dirty talk and role play. I mentioned he is undetectable. Suddenly, I could hear him chanting a little while he fucked his rock hard cock in and around my sloppy ass. Sloppy with his first load. I wanted a second load, and kept asking for it. Then he blurted something out and I looked over at the iPad. It picked it up. I was impressed, because it aligned with what I 'thought' I had heard. He had his eyes closed and this smile on his face as he fucked. And he had said to me "will you take my poz cum? do you want it?". Pretty simple and straightforward and clear. I decided to see what his reaction would be if I was asking him to load my ass with his hot cum? and tell him I cannot wait for a second load of his poz cum deep in my guts... and so I poked him and nodded towards the iPad. I squeezed his cock as I watched his eyes flare open a little and his breathing get faster and his fucking got harder. He kept looking at me, then over at the iPad. So I kicked it into high gear for him and really started asking him to seed my hole and breed me deep and pound my ass. I begged him to please seed my hole with his poz cum. Again. I told him we could BOTH feel his first load of 'hot cum' sloshing around my ass and his cock. He had dumped a major load. I pinched his pink nipples and yelled at him to breed me with his hot cum. He could 'feel' the louder voice and he could read the request. I wanted his cum. I wanted it as deep as possible in my raw, dripping hole. All of which he did. As soon as he dumped his second load into my guts, he dropped to his knees and started to felch his own load straight from my hole. He licked my swollen ass lips. He probed for cum with his tongue. I laid back, breathing hard and taking some hits of poppers and kept a quiet discussion going - telling him to eat the cum from my hole... and asked if my ass lips were swollen from his hard pounding? and told him I was going to push more cum from my ass out onto my red ass lips for him to lick. And I did. And he did. It was fucking spectacular and we both really enjoyed it. We took a bit of a breather and had a toke. He typed out that he was extremely turned on by the dirty talk and the poz talk as well. Nobody had ever done this in 'real time' with him before. I couldn't believe it. But he said it was a 'first'. He said he was pretty sure I would get into the dirty talk with him. I told him ALL the dirty talk was very hot. And now we have something we can try out regularly. We then went back at it again. He was so turned on with this new 'dirty talk' recording that he blew TWO more loads in my ass within the next hour. I was sore as fuck the next day. And it was worth every minute.

Well, you make a great toil girl. If you were my boy I would never use a toilet or a urinal. Your mouth would be my personal port a potty

The same thing happened to me, I only became SLUT after 45... It was a waste not to have enjoyed it sooner...

Part 7 A few months later I was, unusually for me, in something of a reflective mood. I had enjoyed every minute of my week in Scotland - the scenery, the food, the company, the relaxation and, most of all, the horny sex. It had all been quite unexpected and it felt like I had spent most of the week dumping my toxic cum up a series of extremely fit lads. I had certainly never thought that I would see David, who had always been fanatical about safe sex and quite judgemental about barebacking, on his back begging to have his cunt loaded with dirty cum. I had also enjoyed the horny sex I had with Josh and Max and my dick always got extremely hard every time I thought about shooting my babies up Max, while his boyfriend kissed him and told him he loved him. My dick got even harder when I got a message from Josh a couple of months later which said "Thanks!" This was immediately followed with another message which simply said "Mission accomplished." So why was I in a reflective mood? Around this time my new car needed a service and I decided to take it back to the company I bought it from. This was, I admit, partly in the hope of getting another fuck with the good looking, straight car salesman who had sold me the car. Adam was a good looking dark haired guy in his early thirties, who lived with his girlfriend and their two children. While on the test drive, Adam had told me he liked to have sex with guys now and then and we had fucked in a quiet country lane a few days later. Although Adam had asked about condoms initially, he had not asked my status and he had not seemed too worried about me fucking him bareback and loading up his tight, hairy arse. I booked my car in for service and when I took it in to them I didn't see Adam. As the guy who served me was filling out the paperwork I asked casually about Adam. The guy told me Adam was off sick. Apparently he had been unwell for a while - he had had a really bad dose of flu a couple of months before and seemed to have got over it but then it came back and they weren't really sure what was wrong with him. I couldn't help wondering myself. I thought back to Adam bent over the car, begging me to fuck him harder, and then I thought of how he had said he liked doing it with guys because he could get "a few things that his girlfriend couldn't give him". I knew I had knocked up both David and Max, and I couldn't help wondering if I might also have planted a baby in Adam. I thought about Simon, and Jack and the train guard and some of the other guys I had fucked recently. I had always found it horny not to know if I was leaving anything in the guys I fucked - but now, for the first time, I wasn't so sure. Reflecting on my fuck with Adam, I started thinking about some of the horny experiences I had had with straight guys and some I had with guys who thought I was straight. I'd had a really horny experience just a couple of months earlier, when I had taken my nephew, Alfie, to his football match one Saturday morning. Alfie is keen on football and is actually quite a promising player. He trains two nights a week and plays for his school on a Saturday morning. I sometimes help out my sister by taking Alfie to let her get on with work and other things and one of the things I had noticed was that, very often, people would assume I was Alfie's dad. This particular morning was quite cold - and I wished I had put on warmer clothes. During the game, I got talking to another guy who was the father of one of the boys on the other team. We chatted for a while and he was telling me about his son and then asked about Alfie. As with other things, I don't lie - if someone asks me if I am Alfie's dad, I will tell them I'm not - but if they don't ask, I don't always tell. It was clear that this guy assumed I was a dad like him and soon he was telling me his name was Graham and that his wife was pregnant and how this meant he wasn't getting very much in the way of sex. "That's tough," I said, with the air of one who had been there. He nodded. "Sometimes it's really tough," he said. I nodded again. "It's like you just need some relief," he continued. "You can only do this," he made a wanking gesture, "so many times a week." I grinned at him. My dick was beginning to harden and I was fairly sure his was too. He was quite a fit looking guy - blond and stocky with an arse that really filled out his trousers. He leaned in closer "Sometimes you feel you'd do anything for some relief," he looked at me. "You know what I mean?" I told him I knew just what he meant. Just beside the football pitches there was a tea bar and behind that there was a wooded area. A few minutes later I had signalled to Alfie that I was going to get a cup of tea and I was following the guy at a discreet distance as he made his way in to the woods. I wasn't sure what he had in mind - and I thought it was possible he was just wanting us to wank off together or to wank each other but I was up for that. A little later we were in the woods in a little clearing. We could still see the football pitch from there, but no one could see us. Graham unzipped his trousers and pulled them down to his knees along with his white underpants. His cock was already semi hard and he took hold of it and began to wank. I did the same and soon we were wanking together. After a while he looked around and then got down and took hold of my cock. I closed my eyes as he began to suck me. He sucked me really well and a big part of me wanted to let him continue sucking me until I shot my load in his mouth, but after a while I pulled him up. His cock was fully hard and I went down on him and started to suck him. I sucked him for a while and then I motioned to him to turn round. He hesitated for a moment and then he turned round and bent over. He had a really fit arse and I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue right into his hole. He moaned, "Oh fuck!" as I began to lick his hole, pushing my tongue as far up him as I could. I licked him for a bit longer and then I stood up. "That was fucking awesome!" he said and then he lowered his voice "Do you want to....you know.....fuck me?" "Are you sure?" I said and he nodded. "You up for it?" he asked. I waited a moment and then I said "Go on then." as if making my mind up. He bent over again and reached round to pull my cock towards his arse. I didn't think there was any way he could take my cock with just spit but he pulled his cheeks apart and soon I was pushing my cock slowly but surely right up him. When I was fully up him he asked me to give him a minute and then told me to go for it. He leant forward, his sweatshirt hitched up and his trousers and pants at his knees as I began to fuck him. I love fucking like this, pants down in the bushes with nobody nearby any the wiser. He was wanking now as I began to fuck him harder and it was not long before I felt myself getting ready to cum. As it happened, I hadn't cum for a few days and I was fairly sure that he was going to get a big load up his married arse. I fucked him for a bit longer and then I began to unload my cum into his arse. I pulled out and he stood up and began to wank. After just a couple of strokes he shot his load. A short time later, we were both back at the side of the football pitch. When the match was over I watched him getting into his car with his son, a nice big load of cum deep in his arse. I had another experience with a guy who thought I was straight just a few weeks later. I was meeting a friend who was heavily pregnant for coffee in Hampstead after work. We went into the coffee shop and I helped her to a seat and then went to get our coffees. At a table nearby was a group of lads who were clearly in good spirits - one of the lads, a good looking guy with dyed blond hair was being quite camp and a bit loud at times. It didn't bother either of us and at one point when I had looked across at them, a dark haired lad sitting next to the blond lad had grinned at me and I has smiled back at them. We had another coffee and a good catch up and when we finished it was just getting dark. I helped my friend up and she took my arm as we left the coffee shop. I walked her to her car and then decided that, as it was just getting dark and I was horny, I would try my luck at Hampstead Heath. The Heath can be hit or miss in the early evening but I made my way up there and soon I was on the main path. There were a few guys about and it was still light enough to see what they looked like. As I walked along the path there was somebody walking just in front of me and I was fairly sure it was the dark haired lad from the coffee shop. He stopped a little way in front of me and stood at the side of the path. I moved towards him. "Hey," he said with grin. A few minutes later we were making our way off the path and into the bushes. When we reached a good spot he pulled me towards him and began to kiss me. As we were kissing, he unzipped my trousers and soon his hand was in the front of my pants, playing with my cock as we kissed. He broke off "Do you want me to suck you?" he asked. I nodded and he grinned again. "Where's your partner?" he asked. I couldn't think what he meant at first and was about to say so and then I realised he thought my friend and I were a couple. "Oh," I said, "She's gone home for a rest." This was perfectly true but I couldn't resist playing along with his belief that I was straight with a pregnant girlfriend. "I don't have long." I said. He wasted no time and soon he as on his knees and my cock was in his mouth. He sucked me really well and just as I was getting close he stopped sucking and motioned to me to turn round. "What are you going to do?" I asked, in my best suspicious straight guy voice. "I want to lick your arse," he said. I hesitated, but after a while I let him "persuade" me and soon I was bent over and his tongue was right up me. He licked me for a good long time, playing with my cock as he pushed his tongue right into my arse. "Oh fuck," I moaned "That's amazing, lick my fucking shithole!" I could tell he was really turned on thinking that he had his tongue up a straight guy's arse and after a while he asked if I wanted to fuck him. I nodded and he reached into his pocket and brought out some lube and a condom. I didn't say anything as he lubed his arse but then he looked at the condom and a gleam came into his eye. "Do you want to do it without this?" he asked. "It's up to you." I said and he grinned. He put the condom back in his pocket and bent over against a tree, his arse in the air. I stood behind him and pushed my bare cock into his arse. He grunted and leaned further forward as I began to fuck him. It was a brilliant fuck - we were both really into it and I fucked him really hard. He seemed to enjoy this and moaned for me to fuck him even harder. I was close now and my breathing was getting heavier. "Are you going to cum?" he panted "Yeah." I said and he moaned again "Oh fuck......fuck!" I began to cum and it t felt like I was never going to stop - I really bred him. When I had finished cumming and pulled out he stood up, mopping his brow with his T shirt. "Oh fuck!" he said "That was awesome." As we pulled our pants up he looked a little guilty as he said "I don't normally fuck without a condom," adding with a grin "but I couldn't resist!" I grinned back at him and as we made our way back to the path he said "I'm Steve, by the way" I said I was Lee and we shook hands. I had cum really heavily and I was feeling very satisfied. I knew that Steve had only let me fuck him without a condom because he thought I was straight, but somehow this just made the whole experience even hornier. I've always found it horny that so many straight guys are really protective of their arse holes. I've often found straight guys can take a lot of persuading to let me lick their holes or even look at them. That said, a surprising number seem quite happy to let me fuck them. As I've said before, I often pick up on a guy's interest when I am showing and letting flats and I will usually give them a card with my mobile number on it and ask them to give me a call if they have any questions or would like another viewing. A surprising number take me up on it and it's very often one half of a couple - and not just the gay ones. We manage a number of flats in a very high end block in West London and one morning I was doing a viewing for a couple who were selling their house and wanted to rent a flat for around 6 months while they looked for another one. They had brought their son with them as he would be home from university and would be staying with them. The son was around 19 or 20 - good looking, dark, tall and slim. He looked very like his father, although the father, who looked to be in his early 40s, was now greying. He too was a really good looking guy. It was the wife who did most of the talking and asked most of the questions and I couldn't help noticing that, in the background, the son was cruising me quite obviously. We finished the viewing and I handed cards to each of them asking them to get in touch if there was anything else I could do for them. From the knowing look he gave me when I handed him my card, I fully expected to get a call from the son. A little later in the morning I got a call - but it was from the dad who asked if he could have another look at the flat. I said no problem that could be arranged any time and we agreed to meet in the early afternoon. I was genuinely curious as to what he wanted - he had sounded just slightly nervous on the phone and I wondered if he might actually be up for it. He arrived a short time later and asked a few questions about the flat and asked to see round it again. I was just thinking he might actually only be here to see the flat again but then he cautiously made his move. He didn't say very much but indicated that he was up for a blow job and soon his pants were down and his cock was in my mouth. He had a nice big cock, with hairy balls and legs and I really enjoyed sucking him. After I had sucked him for a while, I tried to turn him round so I could lick his arse but he shook his head and motioned me to suck his cock again. I sucked him for a while longer and then, out of the blue he said "Do you fuck?" I said yeah and he nodded and, a little to my surprise, he produced a little pack of lube and opened it - he had obviously come prepared. I was quite happy to be fucked but just as I was going to take the lube from him and bend over I realised he was rubbing it into his own arse - result! We were in the second bedroom and he knelt up on the bed and leaned forward. I stood behind him and pushed my cock against his hairy arse hole. "Just go slowly," he said "I don't do this very often." I pushed up him slowly. I believed him when he said he didn't do this often - his hole was very tight and it took a little while to get fully up him. I gave him a minute to get used to my cock and then I fucked him - gently at first and then a little harder. He gave little grunts as I fucked him and before too long I came deep inside him. He didn't hang around - he pulled his pants and trousers back on and was out the door in seconds. I had to go off and carry out another viewing and about an hour later I got another call. This time it was from the son - Paul. Paul didn't waste any time on preliminaries- he asked if I was up for some fun and could he meet me at the flat? I said yes and we arranged to meet almost immediately. I was thinking I just had time for a quick shower before he got to the flat and then I had another idea. I told him I was on my way back from the gym and didn't think I would have time to shower. He said that was fine, in fact, he would quite like it if I was a bit sweaty. We met a short time later and Paul had my pants down and my cock in his mouth almost as soon as we were in the door. He was really into it and sucked my cock eagerly "Mmm..." he said "Nice and sweaty!" He had no idea that he was sucking a cock that had been up his dad's arse just a short time before and I found this a real turn on. I turned around and told him to lick my arse, which was also a bit funky now. He didn't hesitate and his tongue was up there in seconds. He rimmed me for a while and then asked if I wanted to fuck him. Paul couldn't wait to spread his legs for me. He wanted it on his back so I took him into the second bedroom and soon his legs were in the air and my cock was up his arse. Like father, like son - there was no mention of a condom and I fucked Paul on his back until I was close and then I motioned him to kneel up on the bed. I fucked him for a while longer and then shot a big load of dirty cum into his arse - breeding him in exactly the same place and position as I had bred his dad. In the end, they decided not to take the flat, so I never got to fuck either of them again. I had another horny experience with a guy who assumed I was straight a few months later. I was called by the police after one of the flats we manage was broken into. The guy who rented the flat, an accountant, was abroad and they contacted me as a keyholder. I went along and the place was in a bit of a mess - the door had been kicked in and the frame was splintered. They had also made a bit of a mess in the flat, drawers were pulled out and stuff was all over the floor. We have tradesmen that we use but the police had already booked a joiner to repair the door and I agreed to wait for him. He arrived a bit later and right from the start I found him quite irritating. He was quite loud and, I thought, a bit full of himself. Anyway, he got to work on the door and seemed keen to chat to me so I thought I might as well as I was stuck there anyway. He did pretty much all of the talking and after a while he announced that he had to go for a piss. I heard him piss noisily in the toilet and then I heard him call "Hello, what's this? He emerged from the bathroom waving a fair sized rubber dildo and told me it had been lying on the bathroom floor where it had obviously been pulled out a drawer. "Ooh," he said in a high voice "A gay boy!" I knew he was referring to the tenant and I looked at him. "I don't think he is actually - in fact he's not long split up with his long time girlfriend" "Oh," he said. I think he knew he had really pissed me off. He reddened a bit and said "Yeah, I shouldn't have....I shouldn't have made assumptions. I suppose some couples do use......" His voice trailed off. "As a matter of fact," he said after a short pause, still rather red in the face, "My girlfriend's been trying to persuade me to try it." "Really?" I said. He nodded. "I told her no fucking way!" he said with a laugh. "How did she take that?" I asked and he said "Oh well, you know what women are like." I nodded "I know it's usually best to keep them happy." I said in my best straight bloke voice. "I know," he said "But that......no fucking way!" A thought seemed to occur to him. "Has anyone ever asked you to......you know" he said, looking at the dildo. "Well," I said "Yes, actually." "Fuck me," he said "Did you do it?" I nodded and he said "Fuck me!" again. "It's not too bad when you get used to it." He looked disbelieving and I said "Do you want me to show you?" Without saying anything, he nodded. I always carry a little pack of lube with me and I reached into my pocket. "Are you really going to do it?" he asked with a mixture of disbelief and excitement. I nodded. "Watch this!" I said. I pulled off my shoes and then removed my trousers and pants. I lubed up the dildo - and squatted a little. I pushed the head against my arse hole and he muttered "Fuck! You're actually going to do it!" I pushed the dildo up my arse and then began to push it in and out. "Oh fuck," he said again., "What's it like?" I said it feels good and asked him if he wanted to try it. He shook his head. I continued fucking myself with the dildo "You should try it," I said, "You know, try something new, surprise your girlfriend?" He shook his head again but I could see he was wavering. I continued to fuck myself as he moved in closer to watch. After a short time he said "Fuck it......I'll try it!" He pulled his shoes off and then nervously pulled down his jeans and underpants. "Take them off," I said "It's easier. To my surprise he pulled off his jeans and then his pants and bent over. I moved in behind him and started pushing the rubber cock against his arsehole. I took some lube and put it on my fingers and said "This'll help." I started to rub the lube into his arse. At first he went to stop me but hen he let me do it. I pushed the dildo into his hole and he gave a yelp. "It's ok," I said, "just give it some time." I was slowly pushing the dildo into his arse now and he had stopped resisting. I pushed it about half way up and then began to fuck him gently with it. He groaned "Oh fuck, I don't know if I like this!" He didn't stop me though and I could see his cock was getting hard. "New experiences!" I said "Think how pleased your girlfriend will be!" "Yeah," he moaned. "It's not so bad!" He was getting into it now. I had unzipped my trousers and was playing with my cock and I knew he had seen me. I moved in closer to him and showed him my cock. "Do you want to try another new experience?" I asked him and he nodded without saying anything. I pulled the dildo out his arse and moved in behind him. I pulled his cheeks apart, lined up my cock, and pushed. My cock was about the same size as the dildo and I figured if he could take one he could take the other. He did - he leaned forward and let me fuck him- giving little grunts and playing with his cock. After a while I could tell he was getting uncomfortable and I knew that I would have to be quick if I wanted to cum in him. I was quite close anyway and after a few more thrusts I began to squirt my cum into his arse. He didn't realise I was cumming at first and then he suddenly said "Are you cumming in me?" I told him I was as I shot the last of my load deep into his arse. I thought he might be pissed off but when I pulled out he was alright. "That was a lot more fun than I expected." he said. Then he frowned "We should have used a johnny." he said "I hope you're clean." I leaned in close to him and said "Don't worry, I had a shower this morning." He grinned at me uneasily and then got on with the job. He was finished quite quickly and he left almost immediately. I'd love to know if he's ever let any other guys fuck him and cum in his arse. He certainly seemed to enjoy it. So, as I said, I was in a reflective mood and I was thinking about all these straight guys I had fucked. I was also thinking about my friend Neil, who I told you about earlier. Neil has always been totally straight, but I had started helping him out by sucking him off. when we used to work together. This had progressed to me licking his arse (he took a lot of persuading initially but very quickly found that he loved it) and then on to him fucking me. We had fucking discreetly for quite a few years now and I knew that Neil enjoyed it as much as I did. He had never liked his arse hole being touched, although he loved being rimmed, but recently I had started rubbing and fingering his arsehole when I was sucking his cock and he hadn't stopped me - even when I had lubed my finger and pushed it right up him. One time he was fucking me on my back and I was playing with his arse hole. I pushed my finger up him and began to finger him as he fucked me. This seemed to make him even more horny and I kept fingering him, pushing my finger deeper up him each time. When he was getting close I began to finger him really hard. He leaned forward and kissed me as I fingered him - something he had never done before - and kept kissing me until he shot his load deep up my cunt. He had not referred to this afterwards but now quite often when we fucked he was kissing me and letting me play with and finger his arse. I was thinking of all these things and wondering if I should bite the bullet and go back on meds. But I really didn't want to and after a while I decided not to think about it any more for now. In a couple of weeks, Neil and I were going on a stag weekend to Berlin for one of his best mates, Lewis. Neil was Lewis's best man and he had asked me to help him on his mission to make sure Lewis kept his promise not to get up to anything with another woman while he was away. I was quite looking forward to it.

I need cock deep in me today

Get offline! and get out there! ^ that's what I'd tell my younger self. I have so much more spontaneous fun at nude campgrounds, saunas, bars, etc. but wasted too much time on online pic collectors.

I don’t do a lot of external wiggling - I have found it to be a risky maneuver. While some Tops may enjoy it, more often than not I have found that tops feel that too much movement by the bottom disrupts their rhythm. A Top is focused on the signals he’s getting from his cock, and is generally trying to find the best angle/speed/friction that generates the greatest pleasure. If he finds it and then I suddenly change everything up by bouncing my ass around, it can be very annoying. I think that’s why Tops so often pin us down in place while fucking us. I’m with you, however, in not thinking much of dead-fish lazy bottoms who just lie there. I move my ass plenty - but I do it internally. I’m always practicing squeezing, tightening, relaxing, pulsing the muscles inside so that I can massage, stroke and tease a cock when it’s in me. I don’t do it often because I believe a Top should be able to fuck me as long as he wants, but if a Top is ever really hurting me and I need him to climax so that he finishes with me, my ass can get it done in a hurry. I’m not proud of it, but I can do it.

I heard from a top I hadn't heard from since the pandemic started. Said he had a surprise for me. I got to his place and dressed as requested. Light blue panties and matching thigh highs. He had a matching crop top the said FAGGOT for me. Also a blue leather collar that said SLUT. He was going all in. Then he told me this wasn't the surprise. He put me on my knees and left the room. He had a tray and on it were 2 containers. He held them down for me. Full of cum. Now the 3rd top I've turned on to freezing cum to play with. Over a pint of nice warmed up cum! He wanted to watch me play with it. So I took the first container and poured it on my face, took about half to coat my face. The smell was overpowering. The rest I sucked into my mouth and then blew back out. Cum Bubbles! He then told me he wanted me to swallow the rest, the second container. He wanted to watch me swallow his cum while he jerked off. The smell and taste was amazing, the feel of so much cum in my mouth, coating my throat. He stuck his cock in my mouth and came almost instantly. He started using his fingers and cock to feed me the cum on my face again. We sat and talked a bit, him asking me what I thought. My cock was rock hard and he wanted to see me eat my own cum. I jerked off into one of his containers and then poured it into my mouth. It made him so hard and horny to watch me eat my own cum, he wanted me to blow him again. Covered in drying cum, feeling like a true cumslut. It took a while for him to cum again, more cum on my face. We talked a while before he let me use his shower. He plans on doing it again but really wants me to try and get another of my frozen cum tops to play together. I'm such a cumslut!

So liking black men is a fetish? Ridiculous.

I’m so horned up I can’t think straight (intended). You could take this story several ways and I’d approve of all of them

Found a cute Filipino twink a few weeks ago when I was out for a bike ride at the nearby trail. He's been coming over a lot to suck my cock after work. Two days ago before he left he mentioned he wanted to ride me next visit. I reminded him I only play raw and he said he was okay with that. He's pretty slim and my dick is on the girthy side so when he came over tonight I told him I'd let him lead however he felt comfortable. He sucked me until I was ready to split him open and he proceeded to ride me for nearly a half hour. There is something about watching my cock bulge in a twink's abdomen. He could tell I was pretty close after a while and started begging for my load. His whimpering in my ear got to me and just as I warned him I was about to breed his guts, he beared down and took everything he could. Hopefully my load of swimmers touched parts of him nobody has yet. He said he hadn't taken a dick as thick as mine before and he was pretty sore after. But I think I have a new regular. He said he wants to flip next time so I should be getting regular twink loads soon too. Can't wait!

CHAPTER 5: ADAM Nothing had transpired with him and Brandon after Tyler’s night of hell. Brandon didn’t seem to suspect anything, and Tyler certainly hadn’t said anything. Tyler dreamed of Jax every night, his hand would ferociously jerk his dick thinking about Jax. Everytime he told Brandon he loved him, the guilt was overwhelming, yet somehow it would make Tyler so hard he would have to leave the room to blow multiple loads. Then the guilt of getting off to the guilt of his infidelity would turn him on again. Tyler didn’t understand. He had so many levels of guilt he couldn’t even think straight, but everything was a domino effect. Each feeling of guilt manifested into Tyler wanting to cum, and cum, and be touched, and be bad. There was still plenty inside him telling him to stay good, to love Brandon, to treat that night like a horrible mistake, but never speak of it again, yet he know deep down he would have a hard time staying the straight and narrow after what happened to him. Once he had exhausted multiple orgasms for the day, he would tend to feel like he had gotten it out of his system, only to realize not even an hour or so later, that he craved it even more. Several days after that night, Tyler got a text from Adam. “I need to talk to you, can you come over?” The text inquired. “Whats it about?” Tyler asked. “Just come over please.” Tyler arrived at Adam’s apartment, where a tight pair of shorts and a sleeveless tee, his skinny body glistening in the sun. Adam answered the door shirtless, his face was full of pain, and he waved Tyler inside. Collapsing on the sofa in front of Tyler, his head in his hands, Adam broke down. “I didn’t know who else to talk to,” Adam said. “What do you mean Adam? What is this all about? We aren’t even that close!” Tyler said in a slightly exasperated manner. “What do you mean what is this about?” Adam exclaimed, “We cheated!” Tyler felt shockwaves shooting through him. How did Adam know? How could he know? He had left with that boy in the club. Plus, Aaron and Adam had an open relationship so how could Adam have cheated? “Those boys were all about you Tyler! I know they must have touched you to the extreme after I left.” “Uh, Adam,” Tyler sighed, “You know I am 100% loyal to Brandon. They were a bit flirty, but I drew the line. You should know that Im not about to cheat on Brandon.” “Oh, shit. Man Tyler, with you being the hottest thing in that club, I figured you’d let go, and just went for it. Those boys were hot too. Fuck. Now you’re not going to understand.” Adam sighed. “I’ve been cheating on Aaron with that boy from the club every day. He’s insane, he makes me take him bareback in front of all the happy pictures of Aaron and he begs me to tell him that I love him. And fuck Ty, I like it. I can’t stop it. I feel gulty as fuck after these 4 to 5 to 6 hour long lovefests are done, and it makes me horny. How can guilt make someone horny?!” Tyler felt the guilt begin to rise in him. Like getting a hardon in a crowd and being uncomfortable, Tyler felt himself immediately desperate trying to think of something to calm the burning fire that was going within in as soon as Adam started talking about guilt.” “Tyler, I’m masturbating like 20 times a day in pleasure every time I think about my guilt! What the fuck, it feels amazing, it feels wrong, but I don’t understand. We were supposed to tell each other everything, but it feels so much better to tell him nothing. It feels so much better to tell someone else that I love them and then bullshit it with Aaron. What the fuck is up with me?” “Adam, I….I….don’t know what to say buddy,” Tyler gulped hard, “I’ve just never gone through this before. I really can’t counsel you on this.” Tyler could see Adam’s tears, mixed with rage, mixed with a growing dick in his athletic shorts. Tyler was feeling like his control was being eroded at breakneck pace at this point. The jolts, shockwaves, tingles, shooting all throughout him thinking about cheating, guilt, and what is was doing to him at home, and now hearing someone else giving into it, made trying to keep his horniness almost impossible. His dick started to grow. Considering the size of shorts Tyler was wearing, it took practically nothing before it was obvious through Adam’s tears that Tyler was aroused. “Why are you hard?” Adam said, almost angrily. “I’m not,” Tyler lied again. Adam could see the darkness rising in Tyler, along with his average dick now being rock hard. Adam reached and grabbed Tyler’s now pulsing cock, and Tyler yelped. “Adam!” “Tell me to stop” Tyler was about to say it but he realized he couldn’t. “What, do you like this shit? Lying piece of shit!” Adam was more angry than horny. His grief, guilt, and internal hatred for himself was manifesting as sexual, but it was clear his anger was key. Tyler relented, “I mean, I mean, just maybe it turned me on just a little bit? I mean not a lot, I mean….” Adam slammed his lips into Tyler’s violently. Their tongues swirled, and then Tyler pulled away for a breath. “How many did you sleep with that night?!” Adam demanded. “None!” Tyler again lying harder than ever “FUCKING BULLSHIT YOU WHORE!” Adam roared. “HOW FUCKING MANY??!” “NONE!” Tyler was yelling back. Adams hands were beginning to grope him. Fog was entering his head. His mind went to Brandon, then to Jax, then to Adam’s anger staring him in the face. “I don’t fucking believe you for a second!” Adam screamed as he began to unbutton Tyler’s tight shorts. Sweat began to pour down Tyler’s face. The guilt bubble inside him was at a boiling point. His dick was pulsing, memories of that night were jolting him into the stratosphere, he felt the same loss of control he did with Jax. This perfect, sweet, sensual, beautiful disaster was overcoming him. He was weak, useless, trashy, and couldn’t hold it in any longer. “AT LEAST FUCKING 40!!!!” Tyler howled. “Oh you fucking lying, cheating disgusting slut!!” Adam returned the howl. Ripping off Tyler’s shorts down the smoothest, skinniest legs he’d ever laid his eyes on, he felt his dick pulsing uncontrollably. “And I bet it was all unprotected….” Tyler just looked down, he gave in to guilt, to shame, and Adam lifted his skinny legs in the air. “Well I guess you’ll love me in you raw, and not knowing where my dick has been then you fucking TRASH!” Adam plunged into Tyler without another moment’s hesitation. Fireworks shot through Tyler, the room disappeared, colors of every spectrum shot around him, his nerves were on fire as every sensation felt like heaven and hell mixed into some dark maniacal emotion. He wasn’t in Adam’s apartment anymore. He transcended space and time. Visions of his lovemaking to Brandon, his horror committed the other night, intertwined, fighting each other, shattering into a million pieces only to re-emerge to fight each other again. Tyler saw visions of Brandon sobbing, Jax laughing, Bastion breeding. Tyler saw two paths emerge. A glowing beautiful vibrant utterly blissful relationship with the man he loved, visions of 5, 10, 15 years down the road together in the most happy ways possible. The other path was his skinny body soaked from the rain in a back alley, his knees smashed into the concrete as his face was pressed up against a dumpster, rivers of cum flowing out of his perfect pussy, and a line down the alley, down the street and across town to enter him. “You. Don’t. Know. Where. My. Dick. Has. Been!” Adam screamed, every word was a gigantic thrust into Tyler. “Take that fucking shirt off.” Tyler relented, pulling his shirt off, showing off his wet, sweaty skin matted to his skinny frame, his metal and diamond piercings shimmering in the light. Their lips met again, this time anger melded with lust, Tyler felt love, then realized it was silly to feel love, and then realized he wanted to feel it, and then felt guilty. The guilt drove pre cum to start pouring out of his dick. “Gawd I used to think you were so perfect but you are goddamn utter trash!” Adam was still screaming. His hips were working into Tyler’s still incredibly loose hole. “You can tell you went fucking slut mode on Brandon you dumb fuck. I can barely feel my cock in your ass, and its fucking amazingly hot!” Adam continued pumping Tyler, Tyler’s head bobbing back and forth. He really was in another dimension. Adam would pull him out of his stupor, but then fell back into it. Adam’s words were dulled by the feelings Tyler was having. Again his mind watched visions of him being a back alley cum dump and he could feel the love that his future self had for what he was doing, and then his visions would change to a sobbing Brandon, and Tyler couldn’t understand, but he felt content. “I’m going to put my fucking babies in you and make you MINE!” Adam yelled. Tyler snapped out of his daze, “But I’m not yours,” he whispered quietly. Adam backhanded Tyler across his face several times, still increasing for fury in his fucking, then licking softly up and down Tyler’s neck and whispering, “You know you want to be mine.” Adam’s tone went from so angry to so sultry and it deepened the darkness swirling in Tyler. He felt new sensations shooting through him as Adam made his statement, a wanting, a belonging, a reason for new pleasure. “Make me yours them,” Tyler sighed. Adam screamed like an animal, ramming so hard into Tyler that Tyler lost his breath. He felt Adam slam his prostate so hard, cum began shooting from his dick, and then the fire hose of Adam’s dick began to blow his DNA deep within Tyler’s slut hole. “Kiss me better than you have ever kissed Brandon!” Adam orderd. And so Tyler did. He felt Adam and him ascending into the heavens, staring down at the world, electricity shooting out of them. He felt pregnant from the amount of cum deposited into him from Adam, and went limp in his arms. Adam pulled out of Tyler, and Tyler instinctively cleaned his dick with his mouth. “You’re disgusting, but that hole is mine,” Adam claimed. “ You will come over here whenever the fuck I want, or Brandon is going to know fucking EVERYTHING”. Adam had gotten his fill, and now his rage was back. Tyler could see this rage pleasured him, he was enjoying this, he was falling in love with his own anger and letting it consumer him. Tyler put his clothes back on, exchanging kisses with Adam and letting Adam grope him as he tried to get dressed. “I will ruin your relationship if I have to, do not make me go that far” Adam demanded. Tyler didn’t say a word. Adam for a moment, was taken a back. Tyler’s eyes, they looked like a cat’s eye, and animal eye for a brief second. Adam blinked, and it was gone. Must have been the light. There was no resolution. Tyler never agreed to come back, or denied Adam’s statement. Hair disheveled, sweaty, panting, and still higher than could be described, a defeated Tyler walked towards the apartment door to leave. Adam looked at his phone, Aaron would be home soon, otherwise this bitch would not have only taken one load of his DNA for the day. Adam felt he had Tyler hooked. He had no idea what was swirling in Tyler’s mind or the mania that was beginning to ensue. Adam’s phone vibrated with a text message as Tyler left the apartment. “FROM BASTION: WANT TO GO TO HELL TOGETHER TONIGHT ONCE AARON FALLS ASLEEP?” Adam smiled, a wicked smile. That Bastion boy really knew how to defile his hole. “WHENEVER YOU WANT, MY REAL LOVE”, Adam replied via text.

CHAPTER 3: WITHOUT MERCY White hair had blasted into fucking Tyler’s ass like a psycho at this point. Where Jax was trying to create some measure of dark lovemaking, White hair was just blitzing Tyler’s ass like a fiend. There was no mercy, and these huge cocks on all these twinks were just going to open him up to the extreme. “Cmon you fucking faggy faggy faggot take this big fucking dick”, White hair pounded mercilessly, running his hands up and down Tyler, pulling his head up to kiss him, then slamming him back down on the table. “Oh shit you sure are a fucking dirty bitch!” Jax leaned over to Tyler and kissed him deeply. Tyler’s body was flailing wildly and completely, and Jax was surprised at how well Tyler was taking it as a champ. “This is only the tip of the iceberg my love”, Jax cooed. Moans were all that were heard from Tyler. His chest heaved heavily, his body covered in his own cum stains. “Fucking Jax cmon I’m tearing this bitch up like the goddamn trash he is”, White hair groaned. Jax shot White hair a look of a pure hatred, “Watch yourself Bastion!”, he yelled. So Bastion was White hair’s name. The thought entered Tyler’s head and then was gone in a fleeting moment as further brutality was brought upon him by Bastion. “Oh Bastion!” Tyler moaned, which only turned Bastion into a higher level of maniac that was just losing his mind on Tyler’s perfect twink ass. Another boy came up behind Bastion, turning his head back, deeply making out with him, and then sliding into Bastion with no lube and no effort. The new boy fucking Bastion had a more guttural voice. “Fuck this is such a nasty slut hole you have Bastion!” he groaned. “Shut the fuck up whore boy you love my fucking nasty hole You know its been seeded by a horrific amount of nasty fucks! Tell me you love it! Tell me you love it! Each thrust new boy pumped into Bastion ricocheted into Tyler. Tyler was in the clouds at this point. Bliss was an understatement, it felt like he understood the world, his purpose, his life, all in an instant. Of course he was then transported back to the present with another boy egging him on about cheating on Brandon. “Oh shit look at this hot boy of yours that loves you so much!” the boy held Tyler’s phone in front of him, “You nasty fucking cheating whore. How easily you fucking broke for our perfect bodies and massive dicks. You have to be the weakest piece of shit I’ve ever met!!” The boys were laughing maniacally, and Tyler gazed at Jax to see his own reaction. Sadly, Jax was laughing as well, but Tyler felt comfort in Jax appearing to oversee the operation. Was this gorgeous skinny twink the leader of the rest of these gorgeous skinny twinks? Tyler yelled in pain as Bastion went has hard and crazy yet. He had pulled the other boy out of his loose hole so he could get maximum leverage on pulling completely out and ramming back into to Tyler. Unlike Jax, this wasn’t a slow thrust that shook his every being, waiting for the reverberations to quiet before pulling out and going again. No, these we wild full insane thrusts quickly in and out of Tyler. Cum was still dripping from Jax’s unfathomably large load and Tyler could feel it running down the back of his ass and could hear the commotion under him has boys fought for the recycled loads. Bastion pulled his face up to Tyler screaming at the top of his lungs, “get on the ground with me now and ride my fucking massive cock like garbage you are whore!!!” Grabbing Tylers neck he snapped him up off the table, slamming him to the ground. Bastion rolled on to his back still scream, “Get on it! Get on it! Get on it fucking now! You don’t waste my fucking time you psycho!” Tyler obliged, sliding right down on to Bastion’s dick, the sound of his soaked ass squealing as he plunged himself up and down as the boys encircled him again, touching him, kissing him, and whispering utter filth in his ears. Tyler looked like he had gotten out of the shower, he glistened in the smokey light of the room. He watched Jax pacing around the group, like a shepherd watching his sheep, a sadistic yet gratifying grin on his mouth. For the first time, Tyler saw Jax’s back. Between his shoulder blades, in bold lettering he saw it. Tattooed for all to see “HOMEWRECKER”. Extreme guilt shook Tyler to his very being, but Bastion was not going to let him slow down. “FUCK. YOUR. CHEATING. ASS. ON. MY. RAW. DICK. NOW!” Again, the screaming was like something from a horror film. Tyler came again without even thinking, someone gently licking his lips as he stared at the mark on the boy he was falling in love with. So perfect, yet he was fucked up. Tyler ran the gamut in his head of every emotion and every memory of his beautiful Brandon to the massive amount of guilt that he was having in this moment. “Every fucking thrust into you I want to hear the name of the boyfriend you are mercilessly cheating on you fucking trash!” the psycho Bastion screamed. Tyler had no other thought but to oblige, at first whispering Brandon’s name but as Bastion egged him on more and more, it went from a whisper to him screaming on every thrust. “What a goddamn animal you are you filthy twink!!” Bastion roared with pleasure. Tyler continued screaming Brandon’s name and it felt like Bastions dick grew another inch. He wasn’t just touching Tyler’s prostrate, he was pounding it into oblivion. Tyler’s head was spinning, the music still pulsing through him. His dick was covered in his own cheating boy juices and yet another massive load shot up in the air without him touching himself at all. Bastion roared louder that a tornado, and pulled out of Tyler slamming into him with the fury of hellfire, their eyes met, the stars aligned, their mouths gaped open and Bastion threw Tyler on his back when what felt like a garden hose unleashed inside him. Cum was spraying so deeply in him, sloshing and slamming his prostate. He kept crying out Brandon’s name. Bastion was laughing maniacally, out of control, and his whole body was convulsing from the orgasm he was having. The rest of the boys were holding him up and inside Tyler, who’s hole was so loose now it was like a fountain dripping cum everywhere. “Oh baby,” Bastion exclaimed, his voice much more soft and loving, “you are one amazing devil boy!”. He kissed Tyler with all his might, sending shivers all down Tyler’s spine. The rest of the boys began to fight for Tyler’s hole, and the night progressed. Bastion was certainly the wildest, he would watch for sometime and then jump back in just to blow another big load into Tyler. He’d push the boys fucking him off just to get back inside. He was certainly the wild one of the bunch, yet none of the boys were tame. Filth just poured from their mouths at every turn, the fucking was extremely high energy and Tyler was experiencing the pinnacle of pleasure, at least that’s how he felt inside. A river of cum poured out of Tyler every time another boy pulled out. Bastion was loving up on Jax as the last few boys were dumping their loads into Tyler’s unfaithful hole. They were making out as Bastion asked Jax, “Do you think there’s anything left of his soul?” Jax laughed, kissing Bastion like it was their wedding night, such a gross display of lust and affection. “Baby”, Jax said to Bastion, “There’s plenty left, you know that. And this is truly nothing compared to the next weeks and months upcoming!” The continued kissing like animals, lust visually apparent between them. “You know there are many more harbingers my deep love!” Harbingers? Tyler heard that word. He also heard that this wasn’t the end. The last boy had finally finished with him and the crowd wish disbursing to other couches, rooms, alcoves to continue making love to each other. Tyler was laying on the floor, a gigantic river of cum pouring out his hole pooling on to the ground. Bastion pulled away from Jax and ran over to Tyler, the mania clear in his eyes, “Bastion!” Jax cried, but he knew it was in vain. Bastion grabbed Tyler’s sticky hair, pulling him off as his back. He mashed his tongue into Tyler hard, Tyler reacting accordingly, his hands attempting to grab on to Bastion’s perfect body, not only to grope, but for support. Getting Tyler sitting upright the psycho came out of Bastion. “You see that fucking lake of cum from the most gorgeous twink sluts on the planet just pooling there on the floor?” Bastion, again was yelling. Tyler’s eyes were only half opened, he was exhausted. He was in a perpetual state of enormous pleasure. Getting on his hands and knees, he began to glide his tongue on the floor, eating all the cum in sight. Jax walked up around Bastion, putting his arm around his tiny waist. The just continued to admire Tyler’s debauchery as he cleaned the dirty floor with his tongue. Bastion eventually retreated back into the shadows, leaving Jax and Tyler alone on the couch. Tyler got dressed, not saying anything, tears streaming down his face. Jax kissed Tyler deeply, and Tyler reacted as if he was kissing Brandon, which was how deeply they connected. Jax took Tyler’s hand and walked him towards the exit door. Tyler had said nothing. It was 2:00AM and Jax opened the outer door that somehow magically opened into the parking lot. Not many cars remained, but Tyler, through his teary eyes, saw his rusty old Toyota Corolla sitting in the lot. Without saying anything to Jax, Tyler began to stumble towards his vehicle. The cool night air hit is skin like a knife, but a welcome one, cooling him greatly. Tyler didn’t look back at Jax. He got into his car, sunk into the seat, and began to sob profusely. Several minutes of sobbing, and then confusion as to why his dick was still uncontrollably rock hard, and how he felt like he didn’t even have a hole anymore, a face appeared at his driver’s side window. Jax. Tyler unlocked the car door, and Jax slipped in through the passenger side, and gently placed his hand on Tyler’s skinny thigh. They sent in silence for a bit as Tyler sniffled. Tyler scrolled through his phone and was astonished at the amount of texts that went back and forth between Brandon and the boys pretending to be Tyler. If Brandon had any doubts, those boys had fortified literally everything for him, not to say that Tyler thought Brandon would have any doubts, at least not at this point. “So, are you mine now?” Jax asked Tyler. Tyler was just shaking his head back and forth, disgusted with himself. He said nothing. “How truly guilty do you feel at this point?” Jax asked Tyler. “Unbelievably guilty” “Good”, Jax said matter of factly. Tyler shot him a look of hatred which Jax shot right back at him, causing Tyler to cower a bit. “This had to happen in this manner for you to learn the power of guilt on your sex drive and your deviancy. So how are you are right now? It feels right doesn’t it. You have to get past the part that feels wrong, but then you realize that hiding underneath it, its pure bliss.” Jax caressed Tyler’s extremely hard dick. “See, deep down, you know I am right for you. You loved cheating on him unprotected.” Tyler sighed, he turned to say something but he met Jax’s lips with the same intensity that Jax had kissed Bastion. Lust again poured through Tyler’s veins, his dick beginning to precum again. Jax moaned as his hand slid into Tyler’s tight undies and felt his love juice pouring out of his dick. Slowing Jax began to edge Tyler. Tyler moaned. He moaned harder, he wanted to tell Jax to stop but he couldn’t. “Oh Jax”, he softly cooed. Jax immediately changed his persona and backhanded Tyler across the face. “Call me by HIS name!” Jax demanded. “Oh Brandon!” Tyler just responded. There was no fighting this. Jax continued to kiss Tyler’s neck while he edged Tyler’s dick. Tyler just moaned Brandon’s name over and over, his dick fully lubed by his own cum in Jax’s had. “Will you continue this journey with me?” Jac inquired as he started to speed up stroking Tyler’s dick. “I love you you know.” Tyler just moaned in ecstasy at this point, useless and broken, he signed, “I will continue with you baby.” Jax now moaned heavily. “Understand, you can always say no, but once you say no, that’s it forever. We will never force you to do anything, but once a no is given, it all ends forever.” Jax twirled his tongue on Tyler’s neck, who’s dick began to pulse heavily. In as sultry a voice as possible, Jax whispered in his ear, “Cum for me baby. Brandon is nothing. I am everything. You will learn to love what you have created.” Tyler screamed and his dick exploded in his jeans, covering Jax’s hand. Slowly, Jax retracted his hand from Tyler’s pants, and Tyler appropriately ate his own load. Before swallowing, Jax pressed against Tyler’s lips and began swapping the cum between their mouths. “You’re in deep Tyler,” Jax said, “very deep.” It only gets more maniacal from here. Tyler’s dick was still hard. Pulsing. He longed for Jax to be inside him again, or to be Bastion’s fuck doll, and yet he longed to be back in Brandon’s arms, with everything normal, not being the hellion that he had become in a matter of hours. Jax smiled at the confusion on Tyler’s face. He know what Tyler was experiencing. He opened the door to leave the car. “Better get home to your boyfriend now my love.” Jax was back to speaking plainly and mundanely. “Do not look for me, we will be connected very soon.” “Tyler looked annoyed, still with a hard cock pressing against his jeans. “What do you mean not look for you? I just fucking told you I loved you.” “Just live your life.” Jax closed the door and strut way. The silhouette of Bastion stood in the doorway that they exited from, waiting for Jax. Tyler watched the light reduce to a sliver, then disappear, as Jax reentered the club. Back in the club the boys all stared at Jax as he reemerged from the outdoors. The most wicked smile filled his face. He took a turn down another hallway and down some stairs. The boys he brushed against as walking by them, touched him, with admiration, lust, jealously, and love. Down more hallways, these made of brick, deep in the ground, around many more corners, he approached a door. The door had the moniker stamped on it of “Harbinger of Change and Infidelity.” He turned the key in the door, and then he disappeared from the hall. Brandon came home to finding Tyler in bed, fast asleep. It must have been a very dance-filled night at the club.

I’ve had fantasies, DARK FANTASIES, for as long as I can remember. They have evolved over the years, from public sex at gloryholes (okay maybe that’s not dark) to more open public sex at parks, rough sex, rape and more. Recently, I’ve been reading Chem Sex stories and the thought of drugs, both consensual and forced, has intertwined into my fantasies. The problem is, they have always remained that, fantasy. I’ve been to scared to even verbalize them, let alone follow through on them, or even write/chat about online. Until now that is. A few weeks ago, I created a profile on NKP and thought that this would be a way to put my fantasies out and not be worried about them getting out of my control. I loved reading some of the more hardcore profiles and was sort of envious of the guys who could express, and possibly act on these impulses. I put in my profile that I was new to all this and had dark fantasies and put Ask Me for the drug use area. I put a couple of pics, one body, one ass, in the profile. Unsurprisingly, I received responses fairly quickly and got hard reading responses and looking at the profiles. One response stood out as it was not overly explicit, but more supportive and encouraging exploration. His picture was also nice, a good body and a pretty nice appearing fat cock. I responded back to him and said I’d love to chat more. We emailed back and forth, with me not realizing at first, as he moved me to talk more and more about what my fantasies encompassed. He never once made me feel ashamed or dirty about what I was writing, and also never pushed for us to hook up. However, I realize now, he was making me give up my control to him and was wearing me down for his chance to corrupt me. After several weeks, he began exploiting my fantasies and talking about moving them from make believe to real. We talked about my work and week schedule, what I would be doing and wear I would be. I told him that I had an appointment at the DMV to get a new driver’s license one morning before work. He started a chat about meeting me there and fucking me in the bathroom. I said, “Fuck that’d be hot, but not something I’m ready for.” He understood, saying, “Fantasy is great.” I didn’t hear from him for a couple days, until the night before my DMV appointment. We did some more hot chatting, him encouraging me to pump a load out while we did this and then to push it into my hole. I was so fucking turned on by this that I did it and when I told him I did, he responded, “that’s not the last load of cum going up your ass, boy.” I got up the next day, drove to the DMV and waited to be called up. I looked around the room, passing the time, and saw this hot guy sitting in front and to my right. He was wearing a t-shirt, ballcap and sweat pants that were a little tighter than most guys wear. I had to quickly turn away when he turned his head to the left. A couple of minutes later, he got up and walked across the room to a table. I watched every step, seeing a bulge in his crotch and the sweats tight on his ass. At the table, he stretched and his shirt pulled up, showing a line of hair that disappeared into his pants. He reached up his shirt, causing his stomach and more hair to show. He caught me staring, smirked at me and mouthed the word, “Faggot” at me. I don’t think I’ve ever been more humiliated, or turned on, then I was in that moment. My dick was hurting as I watched him walk back to his chair. When my number was called, I walked up to the counter, passing him, and heard him whisper, “Fag boy” and then chuckle. I tried keeping my attention on the clerk helping me but it was hard to focus. A couple of minutes later, I felt my chair get bumped, harder then if by accident, and looked up to see him walking past me to the other window. As he began talking to his clerk, I continued struggling with my own clerk. I listened to him talking about seeing his kid for his birthday later today and how he doesn’t get to see her much because of the kid’s mother. I got up to take my picture when I noticed a piece of paper next to my chair. When I got back to the chair, I reached down and picked it up, thinking maybe I had dropped. As I was leaning back up after picking the paper up, I saw him again looking and smirking. I unfolded the paper and was turned on by what I read. It simply said, “Bathroom faggot.” I looked back, but he was talking with his clerk, appearing to have disregarded me. After I paid for my license, I got up to leave and walked out of the room, trying to ignore the note. As I was walking out, I saw the restroom sign, with an arrow pointing down a hallway. I paused, willing myself to turn and walk out the building. The longer I stood there, the harder it was to choose to walk out the building. I felt my feet moving of their own accord as they turned me left and began walking down the hall toward the bathroom. I tried telling them to stop, but it did not work. I walked down the hall about 20 feet and entered the men’s room before I knew what was happening. I walked to the last stall, and entered. Not knowing why I did it, I turned to the stall door and dropped down on my knees. Some other part of my brain, the one that contained all the fantasies had seemingly taken control. Kneeling on the floor, I put my hands behind my back and leaned my head down to the floor. A few minutes later, I heard the door open and footsteps approaching the stall where I was kneeling. I heard a deep voice say, “That’s what I knew a faggot like you would do.” I lifted my eyes up and as my head began to lift, he told me to just look forward at his cock. I stopped at his dick, which was sticking out of his pants. It looked to be about 7” long hard, and about the size of a Red Bull around. He simply said, “Suck it faggot, that’s all your good for.” It turned me on hearing him insult and debase me and I leaned forward, opening my mouth and, for the first time, I gave into my fantasy of sex in a public bathroom. After having his cock head in my mouth for a few seconds, he grabbed the back of my head and yanked it toward his crotch, saying, “Hurry up faggot, I’m not here for a head job.” I felt him push at my throat and immediately started to choke. I also heard somewhere in my head, my voice yelling at me to stop this and get out of there. That voice was drowned out by the pain of him continuing to force himself into my throat as he forced my lips to his pubes and crotch. He laughed at the pain I was going through, the choking and the tears it was causing. “That’s where faggots like you belong, on your knees gagging on my straight cock.” He pulled out before slamming back in, pushing into my throat and repeating this several times. “Fuck yeah faggot, you’re starting to get better.” As the throat rape continued, I felt my throat loosen and the gag reflex subsiding. After a couple of minutes of this, with his cock jammed all the way in, he told me, “Stand the fuck up and lose the fucking pants.” I tried shaking my head to tell him “No” but his response cut directly through me, “Do it, or you’re going to regret it. Badly.” I tried pulling off his cock in order to stand up and he immediately grabbed the back of my head again, shoving it back down on his cock and said, “I told you to stand up, not get off my cock. Now get the fuck up before I have to hurt you.” Using my hands and feet for leverage, I was able to stand up without dislodging his cock. I reached down and was somehow successful in unbuckling my belt and unbuttoning my pants. “C’mon faggot,” he ordered as he grabbed my pants and began yanking them downward. I was able to get them down to my ankles and eventually kick them off. I felt his hand reach over to my ass and the sound of the slap and the pain from him slapping my ass were a shock I was not expecting and I seemed to take even more of his dick in. I felt him reach back with his left hand and pull my ass cheeks apart. I heard him spit and his right returned to my ass, rubbing the spit directly on my hole. Then, without any warning, I felt my hole get ripped open by one of his fingers as he jammed it in. I grunted in pain as I had not had anything up my ass in months (damn COVID). He fucked me with one finger, and then jammed in a second one. Without lube and having been so tight, my hole was in serious pain. After fucking me with two fingers for a minute or so, he ripped them out, putting an angle on them to pull my hole open upwards as he exited. The order was direct, “Turn around faggot and spread that ass for me.” For a second, I did not know what to do and he smacked me hard on the side of my head, “Now faggot.” I pulled off his cock, almost immediately missing the feeling in my stretched out throat. I turned around, bent over and spread my ass cheeks. “Nice fag pussy. But it’s going to be even nicer when I’m done with you.” I heard him hocking his throat and then spitting directly onto my hole. I then felt his fingers jam back in and a second later, I felt a burn beginning in my ass. I immediately knew, from reading all the chem sex stories. He had just shoved a shard of meth up my ass. I immediately said, “No, please take it out.” He laughed and said, “Too late for that,” and as he said that, the first wave of meth hit my brain and I began to feel the impact. My hole began to open up and the craving for more in my ass began. I pushed back on his fingers, reaching the base of them. He laughed, “There it is. The faggot is awake.” He yanked his fingers out and said, “I think you need a little more help.” This time I felt three fingers jam in and a new, and more intense burning begin. I immediately groaned, in pleasure and pain from the burn, but again shoved my ass down to the base of his fingers. Before I could stop myself, I begged him, “Fuck me, please. Shove your dick in me. Please, I need you to fuck…rape my faggot pussy hard.” I heard that laugh again as he yanked his fingers out again. I felt a cool liquid drop on my hole and pushed back to try and get to his cock. He put his hand on my back and stopped me, saying, “You should be more careful what you ask for.” I felt his cock head on my hole and before I could even think about being ready, he slammed through my hole and ran all the way in, balls deep, on the first thrust. The pain was immense and I screamed out in response. However, the darkness again took over as I groaned, “Oh god, yes, fuck me, rape me.” He pulled all the way out and then slammed back in, doing this over and over again until he told me, “Your pussy is wide open, begging me for my dick.” He slammed back in and I grunted in pleasure as he then proceeded to give what I begged for, a brutal rape fuck slamming into me over and over again, not caring what he was doing to me. I felt myself slamming back on him as he slammed into me, feeling him hit my prostate every time. This fuck did not last long and he warned me, “I’m gonna cum faggot, I’m gonna shoot my dirty load in you.” I barely made out the word “Dirty” but didn’t care. I begged, “Please, shoot your load in me, knock my cunt up, give it to me.” After several more hard and deep thrusts, he slammed in one last time as he said, “Here it is faggot,” as I felt him start to spasm as he pumped his load deep in my ass. I kept begging him, “Give it to me. Load me up.” After several spasms, he grunted as he finished, “Fucking faggot, that’s a big strong load of cum up your ass. Thank me for letting you have it.” “Thank you for giving me your load Sir, I needed it.” He slowly pulled out, telling me to squeeze my cunt so I didn’t drop any of his cum. I did the best I could, but could feel some cum slide out. I heard rustling and he handed me my phone, showing a picture of my stretched open hole with cum dripping out. I could only respond, “Oh fuck,” as he said, “You’ll probably enjoy the video too.” I scrolled back and started the video, which began with a very visible shot of the shard he shoved in me. “I used my phone and shared the video with yours. You’re going to enjoy the responses that this video gets.” I tried to fight my brain back into control, but the meth was too much in control. I begged him to fuck me more, but he laughed and said, “I will but not now. I think the next guy can help you out.” I heard, as if on cue, the bathroom door open and footsteps approach. A part of me fought to stand back up and try to prevent being seen. However, the voice inside my head, and the order I was given, “Don’t you fucking move,” kept me under control. I heard a new voice say, “There’s the faggot I knew you were.” This didn’t make any sense at first until the first guy said, “Thanks for letting me break him open. He’s a good little fag fuck. Especially with the two shards I gave him.” The second guy laughed and said, “He’s been fucking waiting for this day. I’ve spent too much time breaking his mind down. Now it’s time to break that ass open, more than he’s begged for. SO MUCH MORE.” To be continued, if you want

I realized I haven't written a post about any layover escapades since April. It's not that I haven't hooked up, it just hasn't been as much. And the fucking has been mostly quick and not noteworthy. All summer, our layovers have been dreadfully short. Airlines offered leaves of absence during the height of covid. Once vaccines started to roll out, they decided to fly a near full schedule from previous years. This meant that those of us still working would be working longer days and have shorter layovers. It was the norm to have scheduled 11 hours in a hotel (or even less). And with summer weather acting up...well, you do the math. I was often faced with the choice of getting sleep, or searching for some quick cock and cum. A lot of the time, I chose sleep. Luckily, every month I was able to schedule 2 or 3 stays in Salt Lake City. So my ass has been well taken care of by my fuck bud there. And he's always a good sport, will come out to my hotel at any time of day. Even if it's at 2 AM (and we had several of those). I've written about him before, so I didn't think it necessary to add anything. But the fucking was, as always, HOT! We even had a couple of dinner dates along the way. And yes, I'm seeing him a couple of times later this month. Kind of new for me, I've been actively seeking to top a bit more. In the past, I've mostly done it with regular fuck buds and the occasional bath house dark room. But topping a random guy from online has been difficult for me. For some reason I get all in my head about it, and sometimes can't deliver the goods. But I've come to find that if the bottom looks like a guy I'd want to top me, and there's kissing involved, I'm a pretty competent top! I've also found that once I cum, as long as I stay in the ass, my dick stays hard. I'll probably only be able to deliver one load, but I can fuck forever after I blow a load. Tomorrow night I'm in a hotel that's attached to the Mall of America. I have a 20 hour layover and despite the hotel having inconvenient parking and key controlled elevators, I'll be on the hunt. And I have a VERY eager and HOT top daddy in Denver who's rearranging his schedule to we can play next week when I'm there. Looking forward to getting some longer stays in hotels, and getting hot loads to post about. Stay tuned.

Whether I’m in Boston, traveling to other states, Europe or Latin countries and Islands, I’m always on the search for old men. I love those old men who have a super long soft cock and extremely low hanging sack full of big balls. I have done crazy things when I find them…given bj’s in locker rooms, paid a straight old man to fuck me in my hotel room, gotten pissed on in a field, gotten fucked on my back with another old man dropping his cock in my mouth, letting a German old man share me with his old friends, when on an island owned by Finland , I let a group of old Russian sailors who landed on the island, use both my holes for 4 hours, when in Italy I had sex with a group of old men who were sitting by a vineyard taking me into the vineyard groves, in Puerto Rico, I let this 35 year old hustle pimp me out to all these old men in his basement, I met these 2 Panamanian brothers in NYC-one was 56 and the other was 64-who brought me to their apartment in Brooklyn where they shot many loads in my mouth and up my cunt, in Amsterdam I went to a bathhouse and had the manager send me all the old men-he said he would if I came back to his apartment letting him and his friends use me. It goes on and on but in Boston an old man showed me his huge uncut soft cock in a parking lot and I brought him back to my apartment. I sucked a load out and then on my back he squeezed his dick and forced it up my cunt where he dropped 2 loads. I am going to his little house in Revere where he and his Italian friends are going to spend the night having me drink loads and fuck me shooting loads inside of me. There is never enough old men for me and I love when a younger man shares me with his old father or old neighbor. So connect with me and I’ll service you and if you want anyone else you want me to.

Thank you for this description... in November 2021 I'm planning to go to Berlin, this space will be the first to be visited...

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I got lots of pretty mild fetishes, My main fetish that I take part in the most is sports gear, especially hockey and football, I love getting fucked in my hockey/football gear by another guy in gear. Man smell... hate cologne, perfume or even strong deodorant, nothing crazy, not multiple days without showering or anything like that. Underwear, fresh or used, especially jocks, boxer briefs, compression shorts, speedos, love a good underwear bulge and seeing a nice ass in a jock, speedo or thong. Socks, fresh or used. Boots, construction, military, sport biker/motocross. Sport biker leathers, motocross gear and helmets, especially hot if I can't see the guy... similar thing for military/swat gear. I can get into standard gay leather too like chaps and harnesses, neoprene is cool too, pup hoods.... not so much in the pup headspace but I like the hoods and the overall look. I also really like outdoor sex and sex in cars and trucks. I like uniforms and construction clothes too, its fucking hot to get fucked by a guy right after work and he keeps his uniform on and just whips out his dick... way hotter than naked sex in my books! Same goes for quickies and outdoors, love the guy to just whip his dick out but stay clothed otherwise and I just pull my pants down to expose my butt. Feels more spontaneous eager that way. It kinda makes me chuckle a bit inside when I meet a guy for a quick fuck and he takes off all his clothes including socks and everything, not that I have a problem with it all... I know I'm the weird one who actually prefers sex partially clothed than fully naked... unless its at a beach or pool or something! And one more... I love piss, I love watching guys piss, holding their dicks while they piss especially in public. Cleaning off the last few drops... you know... as a courtesy so they don't get any on their pants. Love being pissed on and with the right guy and right circumstance I'll drink from the tap too.

I've slept with my fair share of men in relationships so I'm all for it. If I were dating someone, currently single, that wouldn't stop me from having fun on the side.

FUCK YES!! Such a nasty cum slut bottom to give it up finally to the nasty fat troll who he’d normally never give it up too. Getting so desperate from all that hunger and now breaking down and giving in to the true cum dump that he is!! LOVE IT!!

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I've also had a guy piss inside my ass, as he was slamming his cock in my ass...what an INCREDIBLE feeling!!! It felt like he was actually cumming a pint of cum inside my ass...and i've never been able to find another guy to do that to me. ☹

Love it.

I got my last few loads from a 62 year old man who I met on the website “sniffies”. I asked For an old man with an uncut huge soft dick with super low hanging balls. Phil answered me and we met outside of the Copley Plaza Hotel in Boston. We said hi and Phil told me that he lived so close and I followed him to his place. His tiny apartment didn’t matter because as soon as we entered our clothes we’re off, he threw me on the bed, held my legs up, I started to suck his thick foreskin and cock pulling on his balls while Phil ate out my butt hole. Phil said he will get a little hard but not much which I answered that like I told him I love huge soft dicks. Phil said he was going to shoot soon in my mouth and he poured a huge thick load in my mouth which I swallowed it all. Phil then reached over and got some lube and greased up my hole. Getting between my legs, telling me to pull my ass cheeks apart, he squeezed his cock and started to force his dick head into my hole. Phil got the head in and squeezed more of the shaft and slowly worked the whole dick up inside of me. I was saying that I loved the way it felt and he could keep it up there all night long and I wanted all his loads up inside of my “cunt”. Phil started to pull out about halfway, then squeezed his base of his dick and pushed back all the way in. He repeated this a bunch of times and I was saying that I could feel his cock getting a little longer, harder and thicker, just laughed and said that he was ready to fuck me for the whole night. Well that’s what Phil did, he would fuck me, shoot, then fuck me, shoot, then fuck me , shoot, etc… he shot 5 times up my cunt to the point where his cum was farting out all around his cock by load 3 but he kept going telling me it is so much easier to fuck a stretched open cunt when it’s full of the best lube that Is made, sperm. I would keep reaching under his legs and would pull his balls over him so they were on top of my stomach. Phil and I all this time were sucking mouths like crazy. After #5 Phil rolled off of me, then I just started to pour out all of his loads…I couldn’t stop. Phil said he didn’t care. We stayed like that for a while then we showered together and as we were walking to the shower I was farting out his cum, thank God he had hard wood floors. Phil said that we should make a date for next weekend, how about Friday night then we could spend lots of time together and maybe after a while he would have a couple of his “old” friends join us because he knew that I would love them and they would love me. I told him Friday it was. I met Phil on 9/4th and I am so excited about this Friday, 9/10! How many loads this time?

Part 6 On the Friday afternoon I had a rest. I was having an amazing time in Scotland but I was tired now. I was sorry my week in Scotland was coming to an end - I had never imagined in a million years that I would get the chance to fuck so many fit arses and I had enjoyed every minute of it. As usual, I was feeling quite horny and I had a little play with my cock before rolling over and going to sleep. When I woke up again my dick was hard and I began to play with it as I thought back to the horny experiences I had enjoyed during the week. I had fucked Simon's fit arse again - the gym was getting busier early in the morning and so we had fucked in the woods on the way back to the lodge. Simon had sucked my cock for a while and then he had pulled his trousers and pants down and leaned against a tree, pushing his arse out. As usual, Simon made no reference to what we were doing and just gave a contented grunts as I pushed my cock up his arse and fucked him, depositing a nice big load of toxic cum deep in his cheating arse. It was at this point that we almost got caught. We had just pulled our pants up and re-joined the path when we saw Barnaby, Simon's partner, walking along the path towards us. He had decided to walk up to the gym to meet Simon and joined us with a smile. If he had come along just a minute or two earlier he could hardly have failed to see his boyfriend taking it bareback up against a tree. As it was, he seemed quite oblivious and walked along beside us chatting happily. It was then I noticed a wet spot on the back of Simon's trousers, just where his arsehole must be - and realised that some of my cum must have slid out into his pants as he was walking along. I was going to let him know but I didn't get a chance as we got back to the lodge and he and Barnaby went into their room. When Simon reappeared he had changed into shorts and a T shirt and both he and his partner seemed quite cheerful, so I assumed he had got away with it. I had also dumped a few more loads up Jack, the young lad I had met in the woods. He was growing in confidence now and each time we met he could hardly wait to get his pants down and his arse in the air. He had told me rather shyly that no one had ever licked his arse before and he really loved it. I was happy to oblige and enjoyed licking his arse each time before pushing my cock up his tight young hole and giving him a good hard fuck. He told me that he loved feeling my cum in his arse as he walked home and also told me he had now set up a profile on one of the hook up sites. I asked him if he was going to use condoms in the future or let guys cum in his arse and he hesitated and said he wasn't sure. I was fairly sure Jack was going to let other guys bareback him and was unlikely to go back to condoms. I also reflected that, given I had now deposited several loads up him, it might well be too late for condoms anyway. On the Wednesday evening, all the others were going out to a concert in a town several miles away and were not going to be back until late. I had arranged to go out for a meal and a few drinks with Josh and Max and Josh was really keen for me to breed Max with my toxic babies. I hadn't spoke to Max very much - he was much quieter than Josh, who was by far the most outgoing of the two. Like Josh, he was in his early twenties and was a trainee solicitor - apparently he had been the top student in his year and was already doing extremely well and getting noticed in his chosen profession. Josh was slim and dark, and Max was smaller, and quite serious looking, with blond spiky hair and glasses. We went to an Italian restaurant in a neighbouring town and we were soon enjoying a really good meal. Max seemed nervous but excited and I noticed that he downed several drinks during the meal. After a while, Max got up to go to the toilet and Josh grinned and suggested I go with him. A short time later, Max and I were pissing together at the urinal and Max was looking down at my cock, which was getting semi hard as I pissed. When we had both finished, Max reached out and took hold of my cock. He began to play with it and it was not long before it was fully hard. Max grinned again and then leant forward and took my cock into his mouth. We were taking a bit of a risk, but the restaurant was still quite quiet and I figured we would hear anyone coming through the outer door to the toilets. Max was sucking my cock now and then he stood up, pulled his pants and trousers below his arse and bent over the urinal, reaching round and pulling my cock towards his arse. I rubbed my wet cock against his hole and then pushed the head into his arse. I was really tempted to push him forward over the urinal, fuck him and poz him right there in the toilet but after a minute of two he pulled off my cock, pulled his pants up and grinned at me again and soon we were back at the table. My cock was really hard now - Max's hole had felt incredibly tight around my cock and I couldn't wait to get back up there. We had a few more drinks and finished our meal. We had intended visiting a bar but all of us were horny and soon we were in a cab heading back to the lodge. The lodge was deserted when we got back and, stopping only to pick up some more drinks, we made our way straight to Josh and Max's room. Soon we were kissing each other and stripping off our clothes and soon three hard cocks were sticking up. Josh and Max pushed me down and soon they were all over me, licking, kissing and sucking my cock, my balls and my arse. It felt awesome having two fit young lads tonguing every part of me. At one point I was lying on my back with my legs in the air as Josh tongued my arse and Max sat on my face. I think we were all quite close to cumming when Max knelt up on the bed and pulled his cheeks apart as Josh guided my cock towards his boyfriend's arse. Josh was kissing Max as I pushed my cock against his hole. "Are you ready?" whispered Josh as I began to enter Max's tight arse. "Yes," said Max softly. "You want this, don't you?" "Yes, I want it." I pushed my cock slowly but surely right up Max's arse. There's nothing I enjoy more than the feeling of my bare cock pushing up a tight arse, knowing that before too long I'm going to be shooting a nice big load of cum right up there. This time was even more of a turn on - knowing that Max knew exactly what I might be about to do to him and still wanted it. I began to fuck him. "He's in me bare, isn't he?" "Yes." "He's not wearing a condom?" "No" "And he's got HIV?" "Yes he has." I could see how turned on both lads were by their conversation and I began to fuck Max harder. "Is he on meds?" "No, he's not!" "Oh fuck!.....oh fuck....he's going to give it to me, isn't he?" "Yes he is, but you want it, don't you?" said Josh softly "You want it?" "Oh yes....fuck yes....I want it!" Josh could tell I was really close and getting ready to cum. "He's going to do it," he whispered, "Are you ready?" Max moaned "Yes....oh fuck....yes!" "I love you!" said Josh softly and he kissed Max as I began to shoot what felt like a massive load of toxic cum right into Max's arse. I felt like I was never going to stop cumming as I pumped as much cum into Max as I could. As I finished cumming, Josh took hold of my arse and pushed it hard against his boyfriend, as if he wanted to make sure the cum went as deep as possible. I pulled out slowly and Josh moved in behind Max. He stroked his cock a few times and then shot a massive load of cum onto Max's arse. Some of it went into his hole, which was still gaping, and the rest went over his balls and down the back of his legs. We were all drained and laid on the bed for a while without saying anything and then Josh said "That was awesome, fucking awesome!" We all headed into the shower and, as we soaped each other up and fooled around, our cocks began to get hard again and soon we were back on the bed. This time I fucked Max on his back, as Josh alternated between kissing him, pushing his cock into his mouth and sitting on his face. I dumped a second load of cum deep in Max's tight young arse as Josh wanked a big load of cum out onto his boyfriend's face. I spent the night in their room and we fell asleep holding each other. I heard the others come in later and was turned on by the fact that they had no idea what we had been up to in their absence. I slept well and in the morning, encouraged by Josh, I fucked Max again and dumped a third load deep inside his unprotected arse. A short time later we joined the others for breakfast, with no one any the wiser. After breakfast I had a rest. I was feeling very satisfied but somehow also very horny, despite the fact that I had cum three times in the last twelve hours. I had promised to save another load for Max later in the day and as I played with my half hard cock I began to wish that someone would come in to the room and fuck me. Although mostly a top, I do like to take it up the arse now and then and I was horny to be fucked. I spread my legs and began to finger my sweaty arsehole. I was wanking now and I knew if I continued I would want to cum and I wanted to make sure I had a nice big load for Max. I decided to go the gym and, after a quick shower, I made my way up to the hotel. They gym was quite busy when I got there and after a while it thinned out a bit. I was still very horny and my dick was semi hard most of the time I was working out but there was no one I really wanted to cruise. One guy was obviously checking out my cock but he really wasn't my type. I had a really good work out and then went into the showers. There was no one there at first and then another guy came in. He was really good looking, mid 30s, dark haired, stocky, hairy chest and arms and a big hairy cock hanging down over his hairy balls. I tried hard not to look but as I checked him out I realised he was cruising me. I turned towards him and showed him my semi hard cock and then I turned round and pushed my arse out. His cock was growing now and I began to soap up my arse, pushing my finger up my hole and bending further forward. He grinned at me and I could see his big cock starting to get hard. Suddenly he shook his head and turned away and I realised someone else had come into the showers. The other guy took the shower next to the hairy guy and began to talk to him and I realised they were a couple. I was hornier than ever when I left the shower room but I suppose you can't win them all. I made my way back to the lodge and joined Michael and Dan who were preparing lunch. Michael told me that two other guys were joining us for lunch. Apparently David had met a friend he hadn't seen for a while , who was staying at the hotel with his partner to celebrate their anniversary. About half an hour later they arrived - it was the hairy guy from the gym and his boyfriend. Hairy guy was called Ben and his boyfriend, Matt, was the friend David had not seen for a while. They were good company, and by the time lunch was over, David and Matt had arranged to meet for a drink that evening to catch up and I had arranged to meet Ben in his hotel room. Ben's pants were down almost as soon as I entered the room and soon I was down sucking his big cock. I sucked him for a while and then I licked his balls and, after sucking his cock for a bit longer, I motioned to him to turn round. He turned round and bent over and I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue right up his hairy arsehole. I licked him for ages and when he turned round again his cock was rock hard. I asked if he was ready to fuck me and he nodded. He reached into a drawer at the side of the bed and produced some lube and a condom. He saw me looking at the condom and I told him he didn't need to use one if he didn't want to. He looked a bit surprised and said he couldn't risk fucking bare because of his partner. I was disappointed, but still very horny, and I watched as he rolled the condom on his cock. A short time later I was kneeling on the bed and Ben was pushing his cock up my arse. He started off slowly and then began to fuck me a bit harder and I have to say, even with a condom, it felt really good. He fucked me for a while and then I pulled off his cock and moved on to my back. I raised my legs and pulled his cock towards my arse. As I did so, I pulled the condom off and threw it on the floor. He looked shocked "I.....can't..." he began. I put my finger to my lips and pulled his cock closer to my arse. He hesitated, but only for a moment and then he pushed his cock back into my arse and began to fuck me again. I enjoyed the fuck much more now that he was up me bareback and I could tell that he was enjoying it much more too. He began to fuck me really hard and I urged him on, telling him how great it felt to have his bare cock up my arse and how much I wanted his load. I spread my legs as wide as I could and pulled him against me as he fucked me even harder and after a while he told me he was going to cum. "Do it," I said, "Breed me!" "Oh fuck!" he moaned and I felt him shudder as he started to cum in me. I could actually feel the cum spurting into my arse and it seemed like he was never going to stop cumming. When he pulled out, I took his cock in my mouth and began to suck it. It never really lost its hardness and a few minutes later he was up me again. He banged me doggie style this time and shot another load deep into my cunt. It was just what I needed. I thought of all this as I laid in bed, lazily playing with my cock. I had fucked Max (and Josh) at every available opportunity and had now dumped several loads up both of them. They had to leave late on Friday afternoon and we had arranged that they would let me know the outcome of our activities that week and come down to London to stay with me if the job was not yet done. To be honest I wasn't really looking forward to the evening - Josh and Max had left and the others were going to another concert. To my surprise, David had said he wasn't really up for going out and said he was going to stay in. I didn't really fancy spending the evening with David - I didn't like him much and I was fairly sure the feeling was mutual. In the event, it was fine. I had suggested sending out for a pizza, but David said he would cook something for us and produced a really nice mexican chilli. I really enjoyed the food and the conversation wasn't as difficult as I had thought it might be. As I said before, David could be quite a nice guy if he wasn't so uptight and so judgemental. Towards the end of the meal, we were on our second bottle of wine and were chatting like we had been friends for years. Then, out of the blue, David said "I suppose you think I'm a total cunt?" I wasn't sure what to say to that. "Err....I....err," He cut me off. "I have been a cunt to you. I'm sorry." I wasn't sure what to say, so I said nothing and David went on, "The truth is - I like you. I like you a lot - I always have and...and...." His face was red now and he was struggling to find his words. "I....I wish I was more like you - I wish I could do the things I really want to do." I asked him why he couldn't do the things he wanted to and he just shook his head. "Like now, for instance," he said "I want......" "What do you want?" I asked him "Honestly?" "Honestly." "I want you to fuck me!" he said Things happened very quickly - within seconds my pants were down at my knees and my cock was in David's mouth. He sucked me really well and I let him suck me for a while and then I turned round and bent over "Lick my arse!" David pulled my cheeks apart and pushed his tongue right up me. He licked my arse for a while and then took my cock into his mouth again. He sucked on it like his life depended on it and then muttered something. I didn't catch what he said and he repeated it "Fuck me, please....fuck me!" David was now bent over the table, holding his arse cheeks apart. I licked his arse for a while and then I pushed my bare cock into his arse. He groaned as I pushed right up him and began to fuck. "Oh fuck....oh fuck.." he moaned. "Are you sure you want this?" I said "Yeah, I want it.... fuck me you bastard! I want you to breed me - I want your dirty load!" I had never in a million years thought I would hear those words coming out of David's mouth and I was very turned on. David had really given into his true desires and was moaning and begging me to shoot my poz load up him. A short time later, David was on his back on the table, his legs high in the air and I was getting close to cumming as he moaned "Fuck me, fuck me you dirty cunt!" I was getting very close now "Fuck me....cum in my arse...give me what I deserve.." he moaned I was starting to cum now. "Do it... cum in me..poz me........give me a fucking baby!" I shot my load deep into David's arse as he shot his out all over himself. It was one of the horniest fucks I had ever had. When the others came back later in the evening, David and I were sitting innocently watching a film - nobody would ever have guessed that he now had a big load of toxic cum deep in his arse. It turned out that David did not live very far from me in London and when we got back we started meeting up for some horny, unprotected sex. David would call round on his way home from work, suck my cock and then pull his pants down and tell me to breed him and send him home with a big toxic load in his arse. He told me he was saving his arse for me as he wanted me to be the one. A couple of months later he tested positive. Part 7 to follow

oh definitley go for it, and if you really do get off on the fact you're cheating, then DO NOT beat yourself up for it, just accept this part of you.

sounds good 😛

I’ve had a few daddies who loved whoring out my raw hole. One daddy would have a friend or two show up while I’m there, then offer my holes top them . He’s also lined up guys to breed me at a bathhouse and only after I was blindfolded did he say “I’ve told a few guys you would be their cumdump tonight, get ready.” That was one of the best nights.

Part Nineteen I woke up to my ass being eaten out. It wasn't John, because the fucking tongue felt like a tongue and not a small dick unto itself. But whoever it was had skill, what they lacked in girth they made up for in enthusiasm, which was turning me on despite myself. I was blindfolded and my arms were bound above my head, it took me a second to realize my legs were not tied and in fact, spread willingly. I groaned which must have let them know I was awake. I felt someone lightly slap my face, “Hey Ace, you with us?” Sammy's voice sounded so fucking pleasant, I wondered how much shit this kid had gotten away with over the years because he looked and sounded so innocent. “Stop,” I moaned as that tongue probed deeper. “Awww, that's not what you were saying a little bot ago,” Sammy said with a laugh, I heard a click and then my voice coming from a speaker. “Harder...fuck yeah...deeper...deeper...” I said that? “See? Just like you told me. The more aggressive and demanding the top is, the more they secretly want to be fucked.” “No!” I screamed, trying to clench my ass shut. But I was still drugged and the poppers I just woke up from had left me dazed and weak. And also, it felt amazing getting eaten out. “Still some fight in you, that's cute.” Sammy's voice now had an edge. There was silence, save the slurping of the mouth on my ass and I began to worry. I felt something wet and cool on my arm and the smell of alcohol. “Little prick,” Sammy said and I felt a sharp pain in my arm for a moment. “What the fuck,” I screamed, “What did you just...” and my world slid sideways. There was a warmth moving through my arm and then into my chest. The moment it felt like it hit my heart my whole world changed. My mind went into a haze, warm, soft haze where nothing was wrong. Suddenly I was cooing about the tongue up my ass because it felt so fucking incredible. I tried to talk but all I could do was slur as I spread my legs wider. The blindfold was removed and I looked up and saw Sammy smiling down at me, “Better?” I could feel drool slipping down my cheek as I nodded. He reached up and unfasten my arms and I fell back onto the bed completely, “Not going to need that are we?” I heard his words but they made little sense to me, fuck that tongue felt good. “You like that? You like being eaten out?” I nodded, closing my eyes in ecstasy. “Then you should thank him.” I looked up between my legs and I saw Josh down there, smiling back at me. Josh? Fucking Josh? Low man Josh? Party slut Josh? He was eating me... He dove back in and I moaned as my worries vanished as I felt touch me deep inside. “And a couple more friends wanted to say hey too...” I glanced over and saw the rest of the house naked, standing there stroking their cocks. I had fucked and each and every one these guys, Made them beg for it, made them love it, I had twisted all of them. And they were looking at me like I was lunch. Chad walked over, cock in hand and turned my head towards it, “Suck my cock bitch.” I wanted to refuse, I wanted to fucking spit on it...but Josh's tongue was so fucking good and I was feeling so mellow...I opened my mouth and felt him slide his cock across my tongue. “Get to it cunt.” The name moved something inside me and I began to roll my tongue over his cockhead, relishing the taste of his precum. “Holy shit,” Chad exclaimed, “He's really going at it.” Sammy grabbed my hair and made eye contact with me, “That's cause you like it, don't you?” The question confused me, I didn't want to like it...but couldn't remember why. In fact all I could feel was fucking pleasure and more pleasure and I didn't want it to stop. I nodded slightly as I worked the shaft of the cock. I heard the other guys cheer as Sammy let go of my head and let me get back to work. “Yeah work that fucking cock,” Chad muttered as he forced more of his cock into my mouth, “I used to fucking destroy pussy before I met you. I had a girlfriend and a fucking sidepiece...” his cock kept forcing past my tongue until hit the back of my mouth, “You remember, got me high...fucked me five times that night until I didn't know which way was up?” His head was pushing down my throat and I felt panicked for a moment but Josh licked harder and my eyes went to the back of my head. “Yeah...you fucking had me so fucked up I was crying for your cock...made me question my fucking mind.” His cock started to push down my throat and I could hear him groan, “And now you're just a hole for my cock...you like that? You like that cunt?” All I could do was gag but he didn't care, he positioned in and out of my mouth harder and harder until I felt his shaft pulse and shot after shot of hot cum was forced down my throat. He pulled back so he could spray my tongue, “Eat my load bitch, that's what bitches do...eat it.” Slowly I swallowed his load, shame burning through me. This wasn't me, I wasn't supposed to be doing this... Another wave of fucking perfection floated through me and I gulped the whole load down. Honestly it wasn't that bad... “Hey!” a hand slapped my face. I looked over and saw Paul with his throbbing cock, “Open.” There was a memory of not wanting this...but I just did it and it hadn't been so bad... I leaned forward and started to service the cock in front of me, wondering if he was going to taste as good as the last guy.

Thanks! I've got one more written, but nothing more in the pipeline. ------------------ The Dumpster I was still feeling a little rough on Saturday so I was laying in bed and flipping through the apps. I knew I needed to get up and maybe even get out of the condo. I spotted college boy on an app and sent him a message - "Up for a run?" A few minutes later he replied "ok but no cops this time." I had to laugh at his comment but I had to admit I felt the same way. "no cops. cu downstairs in 15" I messaged back. We met in the lobby and I asked "Which way you want to go? Your route or mine?" "How about both?" he replied. I liked his enthusiasm but I wasn't sure I was up for that long of a run. I gave in since I didn't want to let on how the bug was kicking my ass again. We took off out the front door and headed over to the lake first. Turning north, college boy started out taking a faster pace than I was, but I soon caught up to him and we strode along together. We got up to Sloan Park and sitting in the parking lot was a lone police car. When we got close I could see it was Carlos and I gave him a thumbs up and pointed to my mask. We did the loop around the park and waved again as we went by. This time, Carlos was out of his car and leaning on the fender. I chuckled to myself and thought "You're not gonna bust us again." We headed further south and here normally I would turn back toward our condo building, we kept following the running path. Soon, we entered Washington Park and I let college boy lead by a half step. I was really sweating by this time, which wasn't normal for me. The weather was a little cool and we weren't breaking any speed records. I looked at college boy and he seemed to be sweating too, so I thought it must be the humidity or something. Or maybe we were just both out of shape. We made it down the east side of the park and then cut back west. As we got to the big statue of George in the center of the south end of the park, I yelled out "Let's take a quick break." College boy stopped and looked back at me a little annoyed. "Yeah, yeah. I'm out of shape. I've only run one other time in the past two months and you know how that turned out" I said, breathing a lot heavier than I normally would during an easy run like this. "OK, but we can't stop long or I'll lose my rhythm" he replied. It was only a couple minutes, but that's all I needed. We started to jog again and then headed up the west side of the park. I hated myself for having to stop, but I really needed it. I knew how I could make it up to college boy, I just needed to find a safe spot for it. When we got to the north end of the park, college boy turned left a half a block and then up one of the quiet side streets. We made it about two and a half blocks north and I called out "Right into the alley." He turned and gave me another annoyed look, but turned into the alley anyway. I knew of this place since a buddy of mine lived in the building here. It was a dead end alley with a few garbage dumpsters and perfect for a secluded fuck with a view back to the street. College boy ran about half way down the alley and stopped, looking around for a way out. "Nope, its a dead end" I said as I stopped in front of him, pushing my mask down and grinning. "Oh fuck no. You know what happened last time" he said, reading my deviant mind. "This is a lot more private. See, no windows for all four floors" I said pointing up. He shook his head "no" and I nodded "yes." I saw a bunch of sweat fly off his face as he shook his head and some was dripping off my nose and beard. I pushed him toward one of the dumpsters and said "Turn around and show me that hot ass. It's the least I can do for making you stop in the middle of the run." He put up less of a fight than I expected and turned, staring over the dumpster out to the street. Tugging his shorts down to his feet, I tapped his right leg and he stepped out of his shorts. God, his ass looked good with a sheen of sweat over it, framed by a pair of red straps from his jockstrap. I pulled the mask down to my neck before diving in between his muscled ass cheeks. I loved the smell of sweat filling my nose. It was almost as good as huffing poppers. My tongue dove in and flicked around his puckered hole and I heard him moan a little too loudly. "Brace yourself and keep quiet" I said softly. College boy obeyed and I went back to eating his ass. I could have stayed there for hours, but that would have been a bad idea and we surely would get busted. His ass was pushed back as he leaned forward with his hands spread on the edge of the closed dumpster. My dick was straining at the jock's pouch and tenting my running shorts. Pulling my cock free and out the leg opening of my shorts, I stood up and moved in. My cock was moist from sweat and precum and all ready for another fuck. Dragging my cock up along his butt crack, I reached forward and grabbed his shoulders right next to his neck before pushing my cock in. It quickly found it's target and squeezed inside. College boy was now used to the girth of my cock and relaxed right away. He wasn't loose, but it felt good to slowly sink almost all the way in without any complaint from him. It felt so nice and warm around my dick. Really warm. Drawing back, I looked past his head and saw the empty street. I thrust my hips back in and heard him stifle a grunt. There was just enough spit in his hole to allow me to plow in and out. I drilled a little faster each time until it got to a nice speed. "Fuck, that feels good" college boy moaned out quietly. I tried fucking a little harder, but the pressure caused the dumpster to start to roll and squeak. Looking down I saw the sweat soaked tank top and the skin on his shoulder poking out. I looked a little closer and smiled before leaning in so my uncovered mouth was right next to his ear. "How many other guys have fucked you in the past couple of weeks?" I whispered. He turned his head and looked at me confused. "None, you're the only one that's fucked me since February" he replied with little grunts each time I shoved in. My grin got wider and I thrust in deep and held my cock there. I reached down and pulled his tank top up and saw several splotches of rash on his back. They weren't the big nasty ones, but they were just starting to show. Next, I reached up and wrapped my hands around his neck, feeling a little bit of stubble and some very firm and swollen glands. "Fuck yeah. How ya feelin there? I little achey and tired this morning?" I asked. "A little. Why?" he asked with a little worry in his voice. "I think you shot your last neg load, dude" I said, pulling back and slamming my dick in hard. "What?" he said, his voice trembling this time. "Yep, I think you're converting. You got a few of the signs. If the rash gets worse , your body really aches or you get a bad fever then it's really it" I said. "Oh fuck" he replied. "Isn't that what you wanted?" I asked, driving my cock in and out of his hole. I could feel his body shiver beneath my hands and wondered if he wasn't having second thoughts. "Yeah, but I didn't think it would happen so soon. Are you sure? I heard of guys going years before finally getting pozzed" he said, his voice trailing off as I think it finally was sinking in. My balls were tingling as I fucked a little harder. "Mmhmm, you got the rash and the swollen glands, a fever and aches. Could be the flu or covid, but I doubt it" I said, starting to hammer his ass. I slammed in and felt my cock erupt, shooting a hard rope of my charged cum deep into his body. A few more shots of cum forced their way in and I said into his ear "You're mine." College boy moaned as he started squeezing my cock with his ass muscles. I wasn't sure if it was from his own orgasm or just a need to milk every toxic drop out of my balls. "Thank you" he moaned out. With my balls now empty, I slowly pulled out and stuffed my cock back into my jock. College boy pulled his shorts up and I could see him trying to keep his butt clenched. Once we were ready, I started to jog out of the alley and back to our building. I made it out to the street and crossed mid-block to the other side and looked back. College boy finally came out of the alley and ran directly across the street and made it almost all the way when he crumpled to the ground. I ran back and found him laying on the side of the road, his right foot just outside a large pothole. "Fuck that hurts!" he yelled out. I took a look at his foot and ankle and while he wasn't very happy with me moving it around, nothing seemed to be broken. "I think it's just a sprain or twisted badly. We only got a block and a half to go, can you make it if I hold you up?" I asked. He replied "I think so, let's try." Pulling him up and on to his good foot, I bent down a bit as he slung his arm over my shoulder. Our height differences were going to make this a challenge, but with me crouching we were able to hobble ourselves back to our building. James the doorman opened the doors for us and asked what happened. "Pothole" I replied. We made it to the elevator and once inside he leaned against the wall of the car. I could see the pain in his face and he was sweating even more than before. Up to the twentieth floor we went and when the door opened, he hopped out on one foot, using my arm for balance. He put his arm back around my shoulder and we got him to his front door. College boy used the key he had hanging from his wrist to unlock the door. I pushed the door open and braced it with my foot before I picked him up and carried him inside. As the door shut I heard "What the fuck are you doing with my son?" an older guy yelled out. As he came closer I looked and saw college boy's dad. This wasn't our first meeting, either. It had been a while and he looked a little different now with a shaved head, a pair of large gauge circular barbell earrings and more muscle than the last time I saw him at the bathhouse. Oh, and he had clothes on this time rather than naked with a large toxic load dripping out of his ass. I laughed and then responded "You're his dad? I guess like father like son." I carried college boy down the hallway to his bedroom and laid him on the bed. It was obvious that I had been there before and I could tell by the look on his dad's face that he knew it. While college boy was distracted by the pain from his twisted ankle, he was still paying attention to the conversation his dad and I had. "What the fuck happened?" his dad growled out. "You want the long or the short version?" I asked with a grin. College boy looked up at me with a horrified look on his face. "Huh?" his dad replied and I calmly said "We were out jogging and your son twisted his ankle on a pothole a couple blocks away. It doesn't look too bad but we should wrap it and put some ice on it." I could hear the sigh of relief from college boy that I hadn't told his dad what we were doing a few minutes before he hurt himself. His dad came back a few minutes later with a couple ice packs and some compression tape. I took the tape and wrapped the boy's ankle up. The whimpers and groans were familiar but I knew these weren't turning either one of us on this time. "You guys better have just been running" his dad said with a very serious tone in his voice. I chuckled as I used some more tape to hold the ice packs in place on either side of his ankle. "He's an adult now, he can do whatever he wants. Just like you did laying back on the bench at the bathhouse begging me to breed your ass" I said, not even turning to face him. I heard college boy gasp and I chuckled again. I turned and grabbed either side of college boy's tank top and pulled it up past his pecs. College boy was staring back at me and I could see the fear in his eyes. "Look familiar?" I asked looking back at his dad. He furrowed his brow as he strained to look and then I heard him say very quietly "Oh fuck." "Yeah, that's how it happened. Several good, hard fucks that got my bug inside him forever. Same one that's swimmin' inside you" I said bluntly. "FUCK!" his dad said, the anger in his voice was very noticeable. He started to move toward me and I held out my hand like a cop stopping traffic. "Hey! Just like you, he wanted it. He begged for it. And he kept it in him to make sure he got knocked up. Did you do that? Plug your ass to keep my dirty load inside until it was part of you?" I asked intensely. His dad stood there, scowling at me, and said under his breath "Yeah." Looking back at his dad I said "Good. From the time of our first fuck and the change of the status on YOUR profiles, I'm guessing the first fuck did the job. The other two fucks were just insurance. Nine loads total, as I recall. It was fun insurance though, since you were a good lay and the first guy I knocked up." I looked over at college boy and then added "Not as good as your son, though. He was so good he made me break my vow to never fuck a guy more than three times. And I can't tell you how turned on I was when I saw the rash on his back earlier today when I fucked him after our run. I've nailed guys before while they were converting but none of them were from my bug. When he told me I was the only one to breed him for the past month, it just pushed me over the edge and I blasted another huge toxic load into him. I know it was a waste of a charged load, but it was so fuckin' hot to hear." College boy was shaking his head from side to side, silently begging me to stop and not tell his dad any more. "So that's why you stopped? You only fuck guys three times?" his dad asked meekly. "Yeah, dude. I told you on our third fuck that it was the last one. I don't like to get attached. I kept track of you though. You were the first neg guy that I fucked after I got pozzed and you were so eager to take my viral loads. Then I saw you change your profile status and a few weeks later watched you fuckin a guy at the bathhouse with that fresh biohazard tat on your ass. You gonna take your son to get a matching one?" I asked, looking back and forth between the two with a wicked grin on my face. "What? You're poz?" college boy finally asked, looking past me to his dad. I smiled and waited for his dad to answer but with almost a minute of silence I said "Yeah, boy. You and your dad both got pozzed by me. About six years apart, but my strain is inside both of you. Your dad right after I converted and you after I ran out of meds." Turning to his dad "You on meds now or still toxic? Sorry, there was no point in keeping track of you after I knew you were knocked up." "I started treatment after about six months. A couple guys I infected didn't handle it well and I felt guilty" the dad said. "Don't get attached. It's just a fuck and if they take it bare without asking your status, it's on them. I love seeing a guy's status change on their profile, though" I told him. "Anyway, now you get to take care of your son for two things - watch his ankle and if it doesn't get better in a few days he needs to see a doc. Keep him hydrated and if the fever gets too high, also take him to a doc. They're gonna first think its covid, but make sure they check for HIV. It's too soon for a home test to be accurate" I explained. "Yeah, that conversion flu was a bitch for me. A week in bed, sweating and aches everywhere" college boy's dad said. "That's what that was? Mom said it was the seasonal flu" college boy said. His dad nodded back. I stood up and realized my cock was straining at the pouch of my jock. My mind quickly thought about fucking the dad, but I figured I should let them digest the news and talk. I grabbed college boy's phone off the bed and added my number to his contacts. "You should have a password on your phone, it's not safe" I said, chuckling. "Call me if you need help or want to talk" I said as I walked out of the bedroom toward the front door. "Don't get attached" I told myself again and again as I walked out of the condo and down the stairs. Back in my condo, I fell down on the sofa and lit up a fresh joint and tried to relax. Taking one last hit from it, I smiled and said "Mission accomplished."

I hopped up into the sling and maneuvered into position. I knew I had no choice now really. If I didn’t, these guys would’ve certainly made sure I was comfortable enough for them at least. “Strap him in.” Bloody hell. Steve took on a master of ceremonies tone to those within earshot. Almost to alert anyone else lurking about the sauna. “Gentlemen! We have an unexpected new recruit among our number this evening. Greg and I have already dosed Dan here with a couple of loads. So it’s over now to you, the panel so-to-speak, to help out with round two of the hiring process.” A shiver ran down my spine. “Brian, here, our most recent successful acquisition. I propose you begin proceedings!” Brian wasted no time, his fingers slipping into my now cummy hole, and his cock following immediately afterward. Jeez. I may have been new to the scene, but I was somewhat surprised how quickly I was acclamated to poz play. Brian was quite a vigorous lover, and I have the feeling his bollocks had been boiling after having been in the sling for god knows how long before I made my appearance. He piston-fucked me like some ravenous animal. I had no choice but to cave in as Greg shoved poppers under my nose again and causing me to groan increasingly loudly, honestly oblivious to the fact that I was strapped down in a sling, surrounded by poz men, all of whom were beating his cocks - hard, all awaiting his turn on me. A couple of guys, in fact, doused me with a load of piss. Before that night I’d been strictly one-on-one, but in the last hour I’d been fucked by three men. I didn't know how many more there will be or how long this would last. I was a lamb being led to slaughter. An offering. Undergoing recruitment. The final rewiring of my brain had seemingly kicked in. Fuck… yeah.

Part 12 　 Deep in my mind I was wondering what I was doing, but my cock was hard from the memory of that earlier bj. I wanted that release again. It had been way too long since I had been laid and I know my cum needed release. I just kind of reasoned, there is nothing wrong with a good blow job. We entered my place and just went into the livingroom. Hank let loose of my hand then and took me by the shoulders and turned me around facing him. He then leaned forward and gently brought his mouth towards mine. He kissed me as his hand reached between us and and grabbed my cock through my shorts. I started to moan and his tongue immediately entered my mouth in a deep passionate kiss then. His hand rubbing my cock through the material of my shorts had me throbbing in no time and returning his kiss with almost as much passion as he was giving. Then he let loose of me and took ahold of my shorts and started to push them down. Just as soon as my cock popped out of them, he stopped and grabbed my cock again and stroked it easy and slowly. Then with his other hand he started to pull my tshirt up and then breaking the kiss momentarily he pulled it up and off of me and threw it on the floor. Then he dropped to his knees and took my cock in his mouth and pulled my shorts the rest of the way down and I stepped out of them. He then stood up again and took his clothes off too and soon we were both naked. As soon as he got the last of his clothes off, he stepped to me again and his mouth found mine again for another kiss as he slowly pushed and guided my backwards until I felt the edge of my couch on the back of my legs. Very gently he pushed me down without breaking off the kiss until I was sitting on the couch and he was kneeling in front of me. His mouth then left mine as he started to kiss his way down, across my chin, to my neck and then to my chest. As he got to my chest he veered a little to the side and I felt his mouth engulf one of my nipples just as his hand started to stroke my cock again. He nibbled and even bit a little on my nipple and the feelings while his hand caressed my cock sent chills throughout my body. It felt amazing. Then he again started a downward trip of kisses across my stomach and then he bent my cock upwards more and his mouth took the head of my cock in. My back arched up clear off of the couch with that feeling. Then he pushed my legs apart and moved closer to me, still sucking on just the head of my cock. I closed my eyes and my head fell back. I could not move hardly from the wonderful sensations I was feeling. He then took ahold of my legs with his hands and raised them up and over his shoulders and pulled me even further down onto my back. His mouth never left the head of my cock and his tongue was swirling around it also. It was fantastic. Then, oh so slowly, his head started down and my cock disappeared into his mouth and then into his throat as he swallowed it all. I almost came unglued then. He was going ever so slowly up and down on my cock and running his tongue all over and around it. Then he pulled back off and my eyes opened wide from the loss of that pleasure and I looked down at him. He grinned and said, "I hope you are liking this, as it has just started and now you are going to get the full treatment I told you about before." After saying that, I watched as his head went down again and he licked my cock up and down. Then his mouth went lower and he took my balls in his mouth and sucked them as one of his hands stroked my cock. My back arched upwards, again, and my heels pushed on his back and raised my as off of the couch completely. He sucked my balls for just a minute or two and then, releasing them, his tongue kept going lower and his hands had grabbed me keeping my ass off of the couch. Then I felt his tongue on my hole, tickling it and then slowly it seemed to be trying to get in my so very tight hole. He kissed and licked and slobbered all over my hole and up and down the crack of my ass a little and I was being driven wild and was now starting to move my ass around with him and thrusting at his tongue every time it got to my hole. Then I could feel one of his fingers slightly probing at my hole, too. The moisture he had slobbered all over there made it just slick enough, I felt the tip of his finger start to enter me. I was frozen and couldn't move. The feeling was nothing I had ever felt before and it was magnificent. As his finger continued to circle around and around, opening my hole a little more at a time, his mouth then started back up towards my ball and then to the base of my cock. His tongue then licked its way up to the head and as it got there, his mouth opened up and he swallowed my cock to the base in one gulp. The feelings I was getting made me wild and I was thrusting up and down with every time his mouth was going up and down. I could feel every bump on his tongue and his finger entering my hole further and further, too. His finger then was probing around and around and I felt it hit my prostate at the same time as his mouth hit the base of my cock. I was impaled and thrashing around then. His mouth was going faster and faster on my cock and his finger was going in and out of my hole faster, also. I felt like I was losing my mind it was so wonderful. I was soon feeling the tingle that meant I was going to cum. I gasped to him, "I am going to cum soon." He went even faster then with his mouth and his finger. I felt the unmistakable feeling start as my cock got harder yet and then I yelled, "here it comes." I exploded my cum out of my balls, up my shaft and into his mouth. At the same time I felt something more, too, as his finger seemed to get bigger in my ass, but then I realized he had all at once rammed more into me. I thought I had cum a gallon by the time I was done. He was slowly licking my cock and easing his fingers in and out of my hole as I was coming down from the most intense orgasm I had ever had. I looked down at his smiling face then. He was watching me closely. He then asked, "was that as good as I told you?" I could hardly reply with, "It was more." He then asked how I liked his fingers and I could only nod yes. He then said, "I had to try it and just as you were cumming, I couldn't resist and rammed 4 of my fingers in you. I hope you liked them?" I was shocked speechless. 4 fingers in me?

While I can surely see some guys being like this, I am not. Sure, I love my hole being stretched, and some of my toys are larger than the average dick. But one thing that remains in my mind is the memory of my favorite fuck thus far -and he was below average size. You know that expression, 'It's not the size but how you use it'? He definitely knew how to use it. I've been with bigger guys since, but he is still my favorite fuck. Of course the other side of that coin is that some guys with huge dicks also know how to use them properly. Oh well, we're all built differently inside, some can take a lot more than others. I think at the moment I'm somewhere in between. I would never complain if a guy was below average size as long as he gives me his load.

The twink who responded to my Grindr profile was just right. Early 20sish, preppy, safe-only, bottom. I told him I my roommates were having a house party so there might be a little noise outside the room while we were together; I just didn't let him know he'd be the guest of honor soon enough. I led him through my crowd of friends, who were making cat calls, dicking around, drinking beer, being cheerful assholes. As soon as I had him in the bedroom i immediately had him against a wall and was kissing him fiercely. He was a little tense at first, but he relaxed into it soon enough. Soon enough we were both naked, with him lying face down on the bed while I ate his ass. You could tell he loved the idea of a strong older guy pinning him down and using him hard, and he was quickly moaning like a bitch in heat. My cock was rock hard anticipating dropping my load in this I turned him over so I could keep eating his ass, him sprawled out flat on the bed writhing on my tongue, me putting just enough baby oil on my cock to make this an easy entry. Kissing my way up his back, I lined my cock up with his hole and teased his asshole. His hands immediately sprang for the condoms he had placed by the bedside, but I found my mark and slid half way into him. "Condoms!" he hollered while putting up a struggle to get out from under me, but I was stronger. "Shh, baby, don't worry, we'll use one," I said while sliding even deeper into his silky hole, which was spasming like mad around my dick. He didn't let up the struggle; I had to put my hand over his mouth to keep his from screaming and held him down while I pulled a little before sliding all the way in to the hilt. When he tried to bite my hand I slapped him hard on his face and told him he'd regret trying that again. As he continued to struggle, I punch fucked him a few times and made it clear he needed to settle down if he wanted me to be any gentler. He slowly subsided, clearly panicked but also doing his best to adjust to me in him. I settled into a rhythm, alternating between slow and fast strokes while his resistance to what I was doing faded. He was clearly hating himself for starting to enjoy it. After 10 minutes of that his ass was open and taking it without a problem. At this point I pulled out of him so that I could turn him over and do him missionary-style. I like to look in their eyes when I fill them. As soon as I did, he was reaching for the condoms again and pleading with me to put one on now. I took the condom wrapper from him, kissed him deeply, and positioned my cock at his ass again but wasn't quite able to slide in. In this position he had more leverage to fight me. So I quickly tore the damn thing open, rolled it about an inch and a half down my dick and put some more baby oil on it. He relaxed a lot after that and I slid into his ass easily. I managed to fuck the condom off and into him in about 30 seconds. He was begging for my dick now, telling me how good it felt. This bitch talked too much: I kissed him to shut him up while I held his arms up by his sides so he couldn't jerk his cock or investigate about the condom. Of course, after about five minutes he asked me if it was still there. I just told him "yes." I was so fucking close now; I pulled my face up to his, looked in his eyes and told him that his ass was on the verge of making me cum. He got another panicked look and asked me again to pull out. "Don't worry baby, I won't cum in..." but the sentence trailed off as I felt myself go over the edge. With a triumphant roar, I thrust in him as hard as I could as I shot jet after jet of cum in his ass. "Fuck, fuck, did you just cum?" he asked, panicked. Instead of answering, I slowly let my dick slide out of his ass, clearly bare, and a thick stream of my cum immediately flowed out. "What the fuck?" he cried, but before he had any further time to respond the bedroom door opened and my boyfriend Manuel walked in (We had arranged for him to walk in right after I came ahead of time). "What's going on in here, boys?" he asked with a giant shit-eating grin on his face. The twink was struggling to get off the bed, but I held his arms down again and said to Manuel, "Look at the gift this little slut just got!" Manuel wasted no time in grabbing and holding up the boy's legs while I held down his flailing arms. "Wow! You let him drop his load in you? What a fucking little whore!" The boy was starting to cry and whimper a bit at this point. Manuel bent his head down and felched some of the cum out of his ass, then licked the cum across the boy's (very hard) dick. "Look at how stiff he is! He must have fucking been begging you for it!" He stripped off his shirt and jeans in a heartbeat. "Well if you like it so much, I get another big dick with a six-day load for you." The boy pleaded with him to put on a condom. "Why? You're clearly a cum slut. I'm not putting on a condom if he didn't have to." "But he raped me!" "Then why is your cock sticking up like a flagpole?" Manuel asked, slowly tonguing the kid's dick up and down while he let out an involuntary gasp. "That's right, bitch. Rape is only if you don't want it! Hey, I have an idea, George." (Here he was referring to me). "Go get one of the guys from the other room, since they're too lazy to come see where the real entertainment is." After a minute I returned with James, a hulking 6'2 former college linebacker. Manuel released the kid and laid down on the bed, cock pointed upward. The kid tried to make a break for it, but there wasn't any getting past us. "You boys help me lower our guest onto my dick so he can experience what it's like to be a cowgirl!" Now the boy was trying to plead with James to be saved from this, but course he knew it was hopeless. I got some rope from the dresser, and together we tied up his arms and then slung the rope up on one of the sling hooks on the ceiling so that his ass was hovering over Manuel's dick. I manned the rope, slowly slackening while James and Manuel worked together to make sure the kid's ass came in line with Manuel's eager rod. While he was still struggling, he was fighting both us and gravity as Manuel's cock met his open hole and then slid in. Manuel's dick is longer and thinner than mine, so at one point the tip came into contact with what I hadn't opened up yet and the boy let out a yelp and tried to jerk up, but remained impaled. "Oh, fuck, I can feel your load dropping from his ass down my cock. Fuck this boy's ass is amazing. Keep riding me, slut." With some prodding, the boy bounced up and down on his dick but kept hitting the spot he couldn't seem to slide past where his ass was still tight and welping. Manuel grabbed his waist, halting the bouncing motion before sliding all the way out beneath him, with out help. "You should see this ass, my friends. It stays open to welcome me back in." With that he positioned his cock and very slowly slid the boy all the way back down his cock again. When he hit the resistance point, he held the boy's waist to keep from jumping off and throbbed his dick several times inside the boy's ass, widening it before the boy slid the remaining length and he was fully impaled. The boy looked resigned, dejected and fucking adorable. Manuel started fucking him with short, deep strokes. At one point he even promised the kid that if he could bring him off within five minutes he wouldn't cum inside the boy. Of course he said this with one of his patented, sardonic "We both know I'm lying" looks, but damned if the boy didn't work for it. Actually, after about four and a half minutes Manuel began tensing up, and in a few more seconds he issued out something that sounded like a prayer in Spanish and slammed in, his balls throbbing as he unloaded his jizz. Then he fell backwards on the bed, contented. After I untied the boy's arms, Manuel told him: "Hey boy, come lick your ass off my dick!" Now the boy was complying without putting up a fuss, and bent over to take the dick in his mouth. This gave James the opportunity to line his absolutely massive dick up with his ass, and slowly pushed in. You could hear him groaning but not really trying to fight it. "This boy is tight as a fucking virgin!" James said, thrusting in inch by inch using small thrusts. We both laughed at the implied insult; we all had impressive cocks; James just had a third leg. "This isn't going to work. Let's change positions." He slid out, which made the boy seem almost to deflate. Then he flipped him over on the edge of the bed in a missionary style position before thrusting back into him. I could see several blots of cum on the carpet and bedsheets from where it had leaked out of the boy's ass (small price to pay). James then wrapped his arms around him and stood up, so that the boy had to put his legs around James while being driven down further on his dick. James began bouncing the boy while kissing his mouth. Actually, more like fucking his mouth with his tongue. In that standing position, while the boy bounced on him over and over, James began taking slow steps out of the bedroom. This was the kind of funny, strange thing James likes to do. Heading back out through the hall and to the living room, he announced to the eight other guys, "Hey boys, I got me a new ornament for my Christmas tree!" There were many cheers, and a few chuckles. James forced the boy's back against a wall and began doing his dammedest to squeeze every last inch of his dick into they boy's insides. A few other guys and I pulled out our cell phones to take videos of the event. "Ready for your third poz load of the night?" James announced, more to the room. Another cheer went up as his eyes rolled back in this head and he let loose what was almost certainly the biggest load of the night. Another of the guys (Hector) managed to get his mouth under the boys ass and began lapping up the stream of cum that managed to drop down. That's when James, who was still nearly balls deep in the boy, got that relaxed look on his face that told me I needed to take immediate action. "James, goddammit, if one drop of the piss your flushing him with ends up on my floor..." James cheerily flipped me the bird and walked the boy to the restroom, never exiting him. A few minutes later, the boy reemerged looking a little more invigorated but also kind of fuzzy; I figured James probably gave him a little 'party favor' to keep him up. That's when the full-on frenzy started. While one guy hauled the boy against the arm of the couch, lifted a leg and started power fucking him, another one sucked the boy's dick while yet another had the boy suck his dick. After the guy behind came, they switched so that the boy was on his back while he ate one guy's ass. My pal Joey saw this as an opportunity to ride the boy's dick, which he guided into himself with practiced ease and began bouncing on him again and again. You could hear the boy moaning in pleasure even while he was eating the ass, and it wasn't long before he was filling Joey's guts with his last neg load. Joey then pushed the other guy off, took his own place at the boy's face and had him felch his own load before telling him "Welcome to the club, kid!" After having cum, the boy seemed even more out of it, the way bottoms sometimes do after they shoot, but that didn't stop anyone. Two more guys took their turns, with one fucking Joey from a seated position on the couch while the other managed to wedge his dick alongside his friends from a kneeling position. The double fucking was entertaining, but neither one was able to cum that way and soon the boy was face-down in the pillows while they took turns fucking him from behind until each one dropped their load. Manuel and I set up the sling in the bedroom, and soon one guy was hard fucking him while another was dropping a load of piss down his throat, with warnings about what would happen if he failed to swallow any of it. Hector took a turn at his ass, using his Prince Albert to stimulate the boy in a way that seemed like it hurt but was turning him back on. A guy named Carl shot his load across Hector's dick before Hector plunged it back in, eventually howling like a crazy man when he came. At one point about five different guys gave the boy a piss bukkake in the shower while Joey fucked him from behind. All in all he probably took about 15-20 loads. Finally the night wound down and people made their exits. After they left, we capped things off by me fucking the boy while Manuel rode his dick. The boy's second orgasm of the night drenched Manuel's insides, and I let loose my own second load. Exhausted, the boy fell asleep sandwiched between us, and that's how we ended up spending the night and early morning. In the morning, we revealed another special surprise: a leather choker (the kind that locks). Initially he didn't want to put it on, but it didn't take much convincing (or threatening) after the previous night. After we fitted him with it, we informed him that until we chose to unlock it, he was our slave. He weakly protested that he wanted to go home. But of course, he was home. His new home. And we had other plans for him that day.

Book II Sam Wow, It had been a emotional roller coaster ride over the last month and a half, Not only did I get to fulfill a fantasy of mine since I was a freshmen in high school, but that fantasy was now my possibly my boyfriend, yes he was four years older than me and he was seriously involved with his roommate and Dad, but I liked both of them too. As a matter of fact I wanted his roommate Steve to want me too, I think he liked me as his kinky little brother type relationship. We were quickly becoming the three amigos as we were always together when we weren’t in school or at work, and his Dad Matt made things easier for us to be together, encouraging us to hang out and facilitating hot make out sessions. Speaking of Matt, I suspected that he was having meetings with my Dad, John, not sure if they realized I knew but I did and I was happy that my dad slowly was warming up to me, and we were finally getting closer. My dad did a lot of traveling with work and until I was a little past 14 I spent a lot of time with a nanny to watch over me, although I don’t think it had a lot to do with him dismissing the nanny when I was almost 15, I had come out to him just before my 13th birthday, and he decided I could take care of myself, we had a house keeper who kept the house clean and did the laundry, and I was quickly becoming a pretty good cook, hence I could feed myself. He even liked my best friend Darren who would spend a lot of time doing guy stuff together, we played on the same sports teams and had almost the same classes so we helped each other a lot with our homework. I was a pretty dependable and responsible kid. As I was saying, I think he was having meetings with Matt and they were discussing me and my friendship with Jeremy and Steven, maybe even Darren. I was happy to see my dad making a friend as with taking care of me and traveling, he really hadn’t made many friends male or female since my Mom left us. I also rally liked Matt and sort of thought of him as a second Dad, I was even thinking of introducing the trio to Darren, but that would have to wait as my dad had told Matt he could take me away on Spring Break. Evidently Matt had told Dad where we were headed, but wouldn’t tell us boys, it wasn’t till we arrived at the airport that we discovered we were headed to the windy city, Chicago. We boarded the plane and took our seats with the assistance of the attendant Will, He was late twenties and very thin but muscular. After the plane had been in the air for about forty minutes, I whispered to Steve I needed to use the facilities, and hinted he should follow me in a couple minutes. I walked back to the laboratory and noticed it was just off of the galley of the plain where Will was prepping the in-flight service, I smiled at him before entering the toilet, I did not lock the door and a couple minutes later Steve was entering into the cramped space. I was seated on the potty when he entered and locked the door behind him. I unzipped his pants and pulled out his growing piece of meat, sucking on it to get it hard and wet then carefully stood up and turned to the mirror and lt him slide his meat between my cheeks, I was prepared and handed him a small tube of lube and he slicked up my hole, he squeezed some out on his spit slicked cock and proceeded to slide his monster back and forth between my ass and my thighs “Fuck me with that monster, give me your bare meat, isn’t this why I went on PrEP” I whispered back to him as his head caught on my pucker then began to slide into my hole. He slowly worked his cock in and out of my hole then after about five minutes he whispered back at me “I’ve been wanting to do this with you for about a month now, breed your ass with my Poz cum, ahhhhhghhh , here it comes, oh fuck, welcome to the mile high club stud” He pulled out and I sat back down on the toilet and cleaned off my ass juices and his blood streaked cum from his dick, zipped him back up and told him I still wanted Jeremy to join me in the club. A couple minutes later I repeated the sequence of events and took Jeremy’s hard cock into my hole now slicked up with Steve’s cum. Jeremy fucked me and joined the mile high club having two massive loads in my hole I pulled out a medium Butt plug I somehow got through security in my carry on, then transferred to my baggy cargo shorts when in the restroom at the airport. After Jeremy exited the restroom I was getting myself cleaned up when Will came to the door knocked lightly then opened the door to find me with a raging hard on and a plug up my hole, He stepped inside and began to feed me his drooling cock, he too soon had me pressed up against the sink and mirror and was plugging my creamy ass using my boys cum for lube. “You’re awfully cute to be such a cumdump, boy you want my cum in there to” “Oh yes sir please add to my load count” “Oh yeah, you take all loads boy, even my highly charged Poz one” “Oh yes sir Poz me up, Breed me with your toxic load” With that he grunted and shot what must have been a weeks’ worth of cum up my ass deep into my gut, he grabbed the plug from the sink and shoved it back in my hole then proceeded to lick the cum that had escaped around the plug then kissed me with the combined mixture of jizz still in his mouth, giving me a taste of the cram that was in my colon. I returned to my seat, walking gingerly so as not to dislodge the plug and sat back down. Resting my head on Jeremy’s shoulder I soon drifted off to sleep, awaking to the sensation of the plane touching down, still groggy, as where my Buddies we made it through the terminal and to baggage claim then out to the shuttle that took us to the rental car, Then Matt drove us to our hotel. The hotel was a lavish one in downtown Chicago, we turned the car over to the hotel staff and valets who unloaded our luggage and escorted us to the desk where Matt checked us in then the bell hop showed us to our suite. It was a elegant suite with two bedrooms off of a living room, complete with mini kitchen/bar. Jeremy, Steve and myself were still pretty tired so Matt let us strip down and retire to the bedroom where we fell asleep in each other’s arms, the butt plug still firmly now being held in place. I awoke the next morning to find Jeremy snuggled behind me pressing his engorged cock into my plugged hole, his precum lubing the way as it slide alongside the plug and he was double penetrating me with the plug in place it was a little painful being stretched so much, I pulled away and removed the plug then sank balls deep onto Jeremy’s hard tool. It felt so good to have him buried inside me, slowly gyrating his hips in his sleep, or at least I thought he was sleep, I matched him with pushing back on his cock then he grunted and made another deposit. I got up and looked for Steve, only to find him fucking Matt, the only cock I hadn’t received a donation in my rear from on this trip so far. They were fucking on their side spooning each other so I crawled up and slid in front of Matt and slide his cock into my creamy hole so now he was giving and taking. Steve shot a load into Matt as Matt Blasted a load into me, then Jeremy came in and began fucking Steve, the Sex train started gathering speed again and we all blew another load just a half hour later. Matt directed us into the large Shower and we all washed the travel grim and the sex off ourselves and each other then he had us get dressed. He opened the drapes to allow in the mid-day sun “Wow, what a view, and wish my dad could be here to see this” I exclaimed, knowing my dad had conducted business in Chicago before but doubted he ever got a chance to s this vista. Matt smirked then asked if we were hungry. Being tweens, of course our answer was yes so he arraigned with the concierge for an authentic Chicago style hotdog and pizza lunch, he got directions from the hotel to the best hotdog stand within walking distance than we were off to a pizzeria dogs in hand. As we entered the pizzeria the last of the hotdogs were consumed, Matt polled us on our favorite toppings and went to the counter to order a couple large pizzas and to procure a soda for me and a beer for Jeremy, Steve and himself. We went and found a table that was close to the arcade and still within good view of the large screen television, which was playing the Final four tourney. Matt came and sat down with us then stacked tokens in front of each of us, enough to play some games. Jeremy and I went into the arcade and started playing some of the one shooters and Steve went for a high tech pinball machine. We finished a couple of games and returned to the table, where Matt was seated with a young man seated close to him, wearing a hoody so I couldn’t tell who it was from the back, I came around to the table and the boy took off the hood, I was in shock, it was Darren “Dude what are you doing here?” “Your Dad and Matt here made arrangements for me to surprise you, on my birthday” “Oh god, with everything that has happened lately I totally forgot your birthday, I’m so sorry” “It’s ok, your dad talked my parents into letting me come surprise you on spring break, and I’ll be staying with you if it’s no trouble” “Fuck no, I’ve been wanting you to meet Jeremy and Steve” Darren has been my best friend from school since like third grade, we hung out together and he was the first friend I ever told I thought I was gay. We did a lot together including cuddle and kiss and occasionally jack off, he was the one I told my secrets to including browsing on A4A, and manhunt, he was the guy who got me to sign onto BarebackRT and eventually Breeding Zone, we’d sit and cruise the net and read BB sex stories, we even shared Bug chasing fantasies but we never had real sex. And here he was with me and my little extended family who loved to get naughty, I was ecstatic and nervous for him all at the same time. I looked around the pizza parlor, and gave him a big hug then kiss. I introduced him to Jeremy and Steve and we soon were munching down Chicago style Pizza and talking like we were all good friends and had known each other for years. Jeremy and Steve took an immediate comradery with Darren which made me very happy. After the five of us had scarfed down the two large Pizzas, Matt Suggested we head back to the hotel to take in the gym to work off the pizza and hotdogs then take a short nap before dinner. We arrived at the Hotel and discovered Darren’s stuff had already been delivered to our room. We changed into Workout gear and headed to the gym in the hotel, a group of hot personal trainers were assigned to us and put us through some rigorous paces before allowing us to retreat to the sauna and steam room to relax I went into the steam room with Jeremy and Darren, Steve and Matt hit the Jacuzzi sauna. As I kicked back in the steam room sandwiched between my two best friends we were all naked save for our towels and we were soon playing with each other’s penis’s stroking them and offering some nice hand jobs. Not wanting to get caught and thrown out of the hotel we kept it low key. After about 15 minutes in the steam room we all wrapped our towels around ourselves and headed out to the Jacuzzi where Matt and Steve were relaxing, they were a hot sight, they looked like dad and son enjoying a casual dip. About 15 minutes later we all got out and donned our workout clothes once again and returned to the room. When we were back in the room Matt had us strip and head off to the bedroom “it’s going to be a long night, with what I have planned for you four so get some rest, catch up on your sleep from last night and see you in a couple of hours" the four of us laid on the bed naked and hard but we wanted to be fresh for the nights activities whatever they may be.

Book II Jeremy So Steve and I have moved into Dads and we share the Spare bedroom I guess you could call it our room, and although it is a bit cramped with Steve’s queen and my “daybed” which is really a twin we have always gotten along well and have been sort of sleeping together off and on since freshmen year so no big deal. Sam hung out with us a lot, when asked if he had any friends in high school he said he liked being with us better, although he did have a close friend he thought we’d enjoy meeting. Sam was totally infatuated with Steve and me, we made a great triad, and Sam was turning into a total cumdump, and he wanted Steve’s cum in his hole. I couldn’t believe how my life had changed in such a short time, it had just been around Valentine’s day when I met up with Matt for the first time, now he was asking us Steve, Sam and I to make sure our schedules were clear on Monday he had something he wanted to do with us around 3, Steve went over to pick up Sam, and we all met at the clinic over on 21st. Matt was having us tested for HIV and STI’s to play it safe, we all knew what Steve’s test would prove, but Matt needed to confirm his progression, and told us we would most likely all go on Meds, PrEP for Sam and I , and the HIV cocktail for Steve. We each had the more expensive test to detect the actual virus along with the Swab test that took about 20 minutes to complete along with some blood was taken and we all had to piss in some cups. The results were not surprising, preliminary test had us as negative and we would have to wait on the STI test but we knew they would come back most likely as negative too since it has only been us fooling around since we all met. Matt paid for all of us to get our meds and we all started on Travada as our treatment. And on the way home he had a serious talk to myself and Sam about being true to our PrEP regimen or it wouldn’t work. Matt cooked dinner for us when we got home and texted Sam’s dad about him spending the night, Steve would take him to school in the morning and Matt would make sure he got his homework done. It was beginning to look like a family, even Uncle Tony agreed that we were slowly becoming like a close knit group. Spring break was coming up and once again Matt asked us to get the time off as he wanted us to enjoy or break from school, and he had some special plans for us. Thursday finally arrived and as we all prepared for school Matt came in to make sure we would be ready to go by 4 that afternoon. Classes dragged on but Steve picked me up at 3 from my last class, we arrived back at the apartment at around 3:30 Dad was waiting and already had loaded his luggage in the car, he was waiting on us to finish our packing based on what information he had provided us on our destination. Sam was excited, to see us, after his dad had dropped him off after school, we finished loading our suitcases with Dad’s help. Just before 4 we loaded into the car and Matt drove us to the airport, we parked in long term parking and caught a shuttle to the terminal, we checked in the followed dad through security to the boarding gate, it appears we were headed for Chicago We boarded the plane and were soon up in the air, about a hour in Sam got up to use the rest room, Steve suddenly had to go too. Ten minutes later he came back and whispered that Sam needed help if I could go check on him. I shuffled out of my seat and headed back towards the rest room where Sam was in need of help, I knocked lightly on the door that Steve had said contained the boy. Sam Opened the door and pulled me in quickly so as not to attract attention. Once the door was closed and locked Sam planted a hot passionate kiss on me while undoing the buckle of my belt and the buttons on my pants, before I knew it he had my pants around my ankles and had turned pressing his ass up to my now hard cock rubbing his cheeks up and down my shaft, soon my cock found his wet pucker and slid into his cum filled hole “Oh my god did you and Steve just have sex in here?” “Oh yeah, we both joined the mile high club, just like you are doing now” “And you let him fuck you bare” “What a better way to join the club, and I’m on PrEP” I just shrugged, all the time he was riding my cock and getting me close to shooting my load deep in his hole to join Steve’s, I grunted and blasted away filling Sam with my load. I reached around to find Sam’s cock drizzling precum on the floor, I pulled out of his ass and turned around towards the door, as Sam reached into his pocket and pulled out a small butt plug, he turned around and shoved his cock up my hole, I hurt like hell going in with just his precum to lube the way but I knew Sam would not last after getting fucked by Steve and my cocks, he started slow and easy giving me a chance to get used to the intrusion, but soon all the precum had me lubed up well as I relaxed he was pounding into me pushing against my second ring then he growled a bit and shot his load into my guts, planting it as deep as he could get. He grabbed a towel and wiped us both off pulled up my pants and unlocked the door. “I’ll be right out, go back to our seats, don’t want anyone getting suspicious” I returned to my seat and Steve gave me that all knowing look and I just had to smile, as did my dad. About five minutes later Sam returned, grinning ear to ear. “What took you so long dude” “let’s just say the steward came to check up on me and I treated him to some special sauce” Steve and I kept asking him questions, as we got the story out of him we both got boned up, the cute steward who helped us board came to check up on Sam shortly after I left the restroom and Sam told him everything was ok, but the steward asked Sam to open the door so he could see for himself. Well Sam opened the door and let the steward in his hard cock hitting the steward in the thigh, the steward then dropped down in the cramped space and started sucking Sam’s cock, then Sam turned around and as the steward started rimming Sam the cum began to drip out and the attendant became quite attentive feltching out the two loads of spooge from Sam’s hole, before standing up and shoving his cock in and breeding my sweet friend with the third load of the flight at 30,000 feet. We all sort of drifted off to sleep after all our activities. The plane touched down shortly after midnight our time, 2am Chicago time. Dad went to the Rental counter as we all collected our luggage from the carousal, we double checked on the number of bags to make sure we weren’t forgetting something, we took the rental shuttle to the car and as soon as Dad loaded everything into the ford escape we piled into the vehicle. Dad started the car and programed our destination in the GPS navigation system. And we were off, arriving at our hotel around three in the morning. Dad checked us in and the bell hops took our luggage to our suite. It was two bedrooms, a living area and a small kitchen/bar area, for me the lap of luxury. We were all too tired to enjoy much and we all just stripped down and crashed on the king size bed. A tangle of teen and tween flesh, a horny sight for dad as he retired to his room, stripped naked and laid down on his king-sized bed, and was soon asleep