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PART 2 “I always wanted to know the size of your dick, I figured at least eight inches,” I said as I ran my hand over my uncle's pants. “Try ten,” he replied. I widened my eyes and unzipped his jeans. His cock sprang out, hard as iron. That cock was drooling and very wet with pre cum. “Suck that cock,” my uncle ordered. I knelt on the floor in front of him and licked his glans. Uncle Drew tasted good in my mouth. As I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock, he took off the white t-shirt he wore. So I could see his hairy belly and his tattoos. He had a scorpion on the left side and a biohazard symbol on the right side. “I always liked your tattoos, uncle,” I said. “Talk less and suck more,” he said. His cock was really big and I couldn't even get half of it in my mouth. Uncle Drew had his eyes closed and his muscular arms were behind his head. “I think you are becoming my favorite nephew,” he said. I continued sucking until my mouth ached, but he didn't cum. Every now and then Uncle Drew would slap me hard across the face, but I kind of liked it. He wanted to make me understand that he was the real man there, while I was just a little bitch ready to serve. “I want to fuck you in your bed,” he said. My uncle got up and went to my room. I ran after him, desperate to please this man who had been a part of my dreams since I was a child. “Take off your clothes and get in bed on all fours,” he ordered. I was nervous, but I took off my shirt and the shorts I was wearing. I had a jockstrap underneath because I had been exercising earlier. When he saw that, he told me not to take the jock off, because he liked it. I climbed into bed wearing only socks and the white jockstrap. I thought he was going to start fucking me, but then I felt something hot and wet on my ass. Uncle Drew was sticking his tongue inside me and it felt really good. I started moaning as he tongue-fucked me, that was the best thing I had ever felt. “You're tight,” he said. I only managed to moan in response. “I'll leave a gap in you when I'm done,” he decreed. Uncle Drew then put a finger inside me and it felt really good. Then I felt a second finger enter me and it started to hurt a little because he scratched me with his nails, but I took it in silence. The man positioned himself behind me and started rubbing the head of his cock in my hole. “Are you sure you want this?” he asked. "Yes, uncle, fuck me, please." "There's no going back." "I know, I want you to fuck me hard." “You're really going to regret what you're doing,” Uncle Drew warned me. Then he started to force the head of his cock into my hole. That was really big, but then it came in with a pop noise. And that was when I fainted from the pain I felt.

It was my parents' wedding anniversary and they decided to travel for a second honeymoon. They didn't want to leave me home alone, so they asked Uncle Drew to stay with me. He was my father's younger brother, but he was at least forty. Uncle Drew was bald, furry and tattooed. His body was robust and I couldn't take my eyes off him. I knew he was gay, but I never had the courage to tell him that I was gay too, because he never really liked me. The day my parents left, he arrived at my house and he was in a foul mood. I knew he didn't want to be there, so I stayed out of his way. When night came, he prepared dinner and asked me to eat with him. “What were you doing in that room all day?” he asked. “I was playing video games, uncle,” I said. "Enough games for today, I cooked, so you'll clean up when we're done eating." “Ok". Uncle Drew got a beer from the fridge and started drinking. I took the empty dishes to the sink and started washing everything while he drank. I was wearing baggy shorts and I noticed that he glanced at my ass every now and then. “Do you have a girlfriend?” he asked. “No, uncle, I'm gay just like you”, I finally confessed. "Do you have a boyfriend?" "No sir" He continued drinking and I finished washing the dishes. When I was about to go back to my room, he motioned for me to sit in front of him. The man was a little drunk and I realized that this wasn't his first beer. “Do your parents know you're gay?” he asked. “No, sir,” I said. "And have you had sex with a lot of boys?" "No, uncle, I'm still a virgin" Uncle Drew looked at me like he didn't believe me. But I was really telling the truth, I was still at school and I hadn't had sex with any boys. Once the PE teacher jacked with his finger in my ass, but he hadn't penetrated me. I didn't tell this to my uncle. “When I was your age, I had sex with a lot of guys,” he said. "I'm very shy" “Have you ever been attracted to anyone?” he asked. “I had a massive crush on you when I was younger”, I confessed and felt my cheeks turning red. The man looked at me as if considering what I had said, but then he shook his head and took another sip of his beer. I was disappointed, because I still wanted to lose my virginity with my own uncle. “We're never going to have sex,” he said. "Why not? I'm gay, so are you. I can see you have a hard-on." "Jeremiah, you are my nephew" “So what?” I asked. "My dad doesn't need to know." I put a hand on my uncle's knee and he pushed it away. I could see in the man's eyes that he wanted to fuck me, but he was confused. “You don't know what you're asking for”, he said. “Uncle, please, I want this”, I almost begged. I put my hand back on his knee and he took my hand in his. Instead of pulling away again, Uncle Drew brought my hand to his cock, which was hard under his jeans. Then he said: "You will bitterly regret this, boy".

PART 3 (this part might be the last one, but if you guys want more, I can try to write) I woke up to Uncle Drew slapping me across the face. I felt a huge pain in my ass and realized that he took advantage of my fainting to put his entire cock inside me, balls deep. “Wake up, boy,” he said. “It's really hurting, take it out”, I asked. “You teased me, now you'll have to take it”, the man replied. "And you better not pass out again because I want to hear your screams while I fuck you." “I don't want this anymore,” I tried to argue. "I said there was no turning back." Tears were falling from my eyes; I was in a lot of pain and I was feeling humiliated. My own uncle was raping me, that couldn't be true. I was the one who asked him to have sex with me, but that had gone too far. I couldn't take it. “So fucking tight,” he said. Then Uncle Drew started moving inside me. He pulled out almost his entire cock and I felt relief, but then he entered me again with one quick movement. I screamed out of pain and he laughed. “I thought I would treat you differently because you are part of the family,” he said. "But I'm going to give you the same gift I give to every little fag I fuck." “Uncle, please”. "Jeremiah, my DNA will be a part of you forever when I dump my charged load inside of you." I had no idea what he was talking about, I just felt the pain. He hit hard and deep. When I started to get used to it, I realized that his strokes hit my prostate and that made my own dick get hard. “You're starting to enjoy being fucked by your uncle,” he said. “It still hurts,” I complained. "You'll like it when the sweet venom of the scorpion is inside you." Uncle Drew started a hip movement very slowly, not taking his hairy chest off of my back and his mouth off of my ear. Between kisses and bites, he kept calling me a faggot with tight ass, my uncle's bitch with a hot ass, a cock swallower and a bitch in heat. “Do you want this toxic cum up your ass?” he asked then. "Yes, uncle, I do". The movement started to intensify and my body started to react as the pain lessened and the pleasure increased. So that was when he finally lifted his chest and braced the mattress with his arms to fuck me hard. I just reared my ass, forcing it against his body, and so the movements repeated faster and faster. Uncle Drew was pitching his body forward and I threw my ass back, making a loud noise. The pace was increasingly frantic and strong. “I'm going to fill your hole with cum, I'm going to breed you”, he said. Uncle Drew made a roar sound and collapsed onto my back. His cock throbbed; his body shook. I felt a hot liquid inside me and I knew he had cum. My ass was being flooded with jets and jets of spur. “Take my seed, you fucking fag,” he said. Now it was my uncle's body that didn't respond, he was completely limp on top of me, moaning, howling with pleasure. I swayed and pushed my body against his, wanting him to enter me even more, making sure my ass wouldn't lose even a drop of his precious seed. After all, that had been pretty good, even with the violence. “I said you would regret it,” he said then. “I don’t. Even though it hurt a lot, I liked that you were the one who took my virginity.” “You'll regret it now that I'm going to tell you the truth,” he said. “I am HIV positive and I am not taking my medications. The load I put deep in your hole is full of viruses. And right now, my viruses are invading your bloodstream and taking over your body. I scratched you a lot before, so they would find the easy way in.” “Why did you do that?”, I asked with wide eyes, I was scared. “You asked for it, now it's too late. I'm going to fuck you and dump my toxic cum in you every day until your parents get back from their trip. By the end of this week, you'll have become the cumdump you were meant to be. It's no use crying, Jeremiah, it's too late for that.” Then Uncle Drew slapped my ass hard, laughed, and walked out of my room. What had I gotten myself into?

Moderator's Note: This post has been reported as belonging in the Crossdresser subforum. Although I tend to agree with that, that forum has no area for Chem Sex stories, so I am going to post this as a warning that at least the first chapter of this story involves a crossdresser. There was a knock on the hotel room door. The transexual showed up looking just like the pictures she’d sent me over Grindr. Asian. Tall, thin, fake boobs, long black hair. She was dressed in a short miniskirt that hugged her ass, heels that accentuated her legs, and a revealing top that showed off her cleavage. Totally passable. I couldn’t believe my luck. “Hey, hun,” she said as she leaned in to kiss me on the cheek. I invited her into my room, not knowing that she was about to change my life. “Get comfortable,” I said, “You look delicious.” I closed and locked the door. I was traveling for work and staying in a hotel for three weeks. I had just arrived, was horny, and had a craving for transexual cock. At the time, I considered myself straight, was engaged to a hot woman, but had long had a thing for transexuals. I had called my fiancée beforehand to let her know I was tired from traveling and would be sleeping. My last words to her that evening were: “I love you.” I figured that my business trip was a good chance to get into some trouble and had found this transexual gem on Grindr shortly after arriving at my hotel room. I hit her up and we hit it off through chat quickly. She didn’t hesitate when I invited her to come over and we agreed on the time and I gave her my hotel and room number. Now, here she was. As she sat down on the bed her skirt rode up, and I could caught a glimpse of a bulge in her panties. “Do you party?” she asked, giving me a sultry look. I never had partied before but I was in an unusually openminded mood so I said, “I haven’t before, but I’d be willing to try.” She smiled, showing a flash of white teeth. “Fuck yes,” she replied, “Let me get you set up.” She reached into her bag and pulled out a glass pipe and a torch. “I’ll teach you what to do,” she stated matter-of-factly, “Do exactly what I say and I’ll having you feeling good in no time.” She put the glass pipe in my hand. I put it to my mouth. She put the flame under the bowl and showed me how to roll the pipe with my fingers. Then, she looked at me and said “Inhale, NOW. As much as you can.” The sweet chemical taste was something I’d never experienced before and I sucked in as much as I could. “HOLD IT,” she demanded. I did. Then she said, “Okay, now let it out.” I exhaled and a huge cloud of white smoke came out of my mouth. “Yeah, that was a GOOD hit.” She seemed pleased, took a hit of her own, and then made me take a few more hits. A feeling unlike anything I’d ever felt washed over me. I felt euphoric and extremely horny. As I took one more hit, something shifted inside me and suddenly all I wanted was cock. She saw the look in my eyes as I looked at her crotch and she laughed, “Do you want this dick, baby?” I nodded, “Please, give it to me. I want it.” She slipped her miniskirt off and then her panties. And then her top. She was totally naked and her cock was there, right in my face, already rigid. I hungrily took it into my mouth and began sucking. With her cock in my mouth, I felt so naughty especially because my future wife, back at home, had no idea what I was doing. I could taste precum and it was driving me wild. After sucking for a while, she looked down at me and told me, “I’m gonna fuck your ass now.” She told me to get on all fours and stood behind me. I didn’t hesitate. I wanted her cock inside me. She applied some lube and I felt her enter my hole slowly. “Mmmm, baby, you feel good,” she said as she worked her cock into my tight ass. I couldn’t think straight and was feeling wild, but fleetingly had a thought about safety, “Are you wearing a condom?” I asked. She just laughed. “No, baby. I’m fucking you raw. I’m gonna breed you.” Instead of being disturbed, her statement turned me on. I pushed back on her cock, falling into a state of pure ecstasy, as I told her: “Yes. Fuck me raw. Please breed me!” She started fucking me hard and the only thing I knew at that point was that I wanted her cum inside of me. After ramming my ass for a while she tensed up and said, “Take my load, bitch,” and then pumped her load deep into my hole. I could feel it. It felt warm and wet and I also felt something I’d never felt before: raging depraved lust. She pulled out and I could feel her cum leaking out of my hole. “Holy fuck,” I said, “I want more cum inside me.” I knew I had crossed a line but I didn’t care. The clouds made me feel like nothing more than a hole to be used. She laughed as she put her cock into my mouth and made me clean it off with my mouth. “Do you? Well…you should get back on Grindr. Do you do guys?” I had never been fucked by a guy before, but my desire for cum felt insatiable. “I never have.” She gave me a look that can only be described as devilish. “I’ll leave you this pipe and a baggie of shards. Take some hits. I’ll line some cock up for you. But you have to take anyone that I send over… and you have to take them raw.” I was still on all fours, my ass in the air with her cum leaking out of me. She helped me take another hit and I descended into an even deeper level of desire. “Yes,” I said hungrily, “I’ll let anyone do me raw.” I didn’t care about anything and the thought of my fiancée back at home was distant; I wanted raw cock and I wanted to get breeded. I watched as the transexual who had just breeded me put her clothes back on. She leered at me: “You’re going to be a filthy cumdump, baby. I’m going to turn you into a WHORE.” The way she said the word “whore” sounded evil and it only turned me on more. She made me give her my phone number and told me to wait for more cock. I moaned hornily as I watched her walk out of the room. My descent into depravity was only beginning.

Part 2 I made sure my head was down and ass was up when I heard the door open and then close fairly quickly. I heard footsteps coming toward the bed and shook my ass a little to show the goods. “Fuck, yeah, that’s what I need.” I could hear him pull his zipper down and thought “Fuck yeah, this guy is definitely my ideal.” I felt his hands spread my cheeks to see my hole and then a finger slid in. “Not too loose; I like that. That a rock up your ass?” Clearly the shard was still dissolving, no use lying. I nodded my head, hoping it wasn’t a dealbreaker for him. “Fucking a, a hot ass and a T slut. This my lucky day.” He saw condoms on the bed and said, “What the fuck? I thought this was a raw scene.” I quickly explained that it was for the guys who show up and want to fuck safe. There’s always the party poopers. “Fuck those losers. Raw is raw.” I saw out of the corner of my eye him reach down and grab the condoms and the bottle of lube. I heard the sound of him lubing his cock and then he placed the head of his dick at my hole. This thing was huge. He began pushing in, but even with the shard and lube, it wasn’t going. A bottle of poppers, with no label, was dropped by my head. “Take 3 hits each nostril, hold them until I tell you.” I did as directed and was immediately blown away; these were fucking strong. “Tap the pillow when you can’t hold them any more.” I waited as long as I could before tapping out at about 10 seconds. “Release.” I knew what was coming and it was exactly as I expected. As I released the poppers and started to feel the effect, he pushed as hard as he could and his knob broke through my ring. Between the poppers and shard, there was pressure, but I didn’t feel any pain. His cock was average in thickness and length, so it slid balls deep immediately. “Ready?” I nodded. He pulled back to the rim of his cock head before slamming back in. He did this about four times, to get me into a false sense of security. His next action, he yanked his cock completely out. I couldn’t help but to grunting pain. Before I could catch my breath, he shoved his cock back in and then pulled it out again. I hit the poppers to dull the pain and he began his final fucking. As this was going on, I heard the door open and close, and a guy coming towards the bed. The guy fucking me told the other he’d be done soon and the other guy only said, “Good.” The guy fucking me sped up and slammed balls deep, grunting and shooting deep in me. I never feel the cum hitting me when I’m getting bred, but I always feel the spasms. “Oh fuck that was good.” He pulled out and moved to my face. Immediately, the second guy was fucking me. “Clean my duck off; can’t have the girlfriend smelling you.” I opened my mouth and took his cock in. He asked me, “You neg?” Another trick question. I am undetectable, but like to play with guys. I nodded my head, indicating I was. “Prep?” I shook my head no. “Fuck man, your just going to take any load without asking? Nodded my head. “Im definitely going to come back later and give you another pounding.” The door opened and another guy, actually two enter. The guy fucking me groans as he dumps his load in me and pulls out. No words, nothing from him. I feel a hand on my ass and two fingers slide up my hole. “Damn, lubed up for me.” I feel his cock head at my hole as his dick slides in. The guy in front of me says, “Give me your phone.” I think about refusing or asking why, but I don’t. I point to the top of the bed and watch as he moves to pick it up. “Code?” I give it to him and he unlocks the phone. He tells me he is going to all the sites, Grindr, anywhere I posted ads and respond with the location. I hear various comments from him, rejecting some and saying “Damn” a few times. All of a sudden he tells me to lift my head. I do and my phone is right in my face. “Tell the man fucking you what you want.” I knew he was recording a video and it was too late to do anything. “Fuck me man, give me your cum.” A new voice, the guy fucking me, “Yeah? Beg for it pig.” I begged and pleaded for him to shoot in my ass and add to the loads. “Here it comes boy.” He pounded several more times before slamming deep and shooting a huge load in me. It took a minute before he was done shooting and pulled out. The next guy, a heavier set guy based on hi stomach hitting my ass, entered my hole. The guy with my phone told the guy, have him clean you off. In seconds, the cock that just fucked me was sliding in my mouth. As I opened my eyes to look at his crotch. There was a scorpion tattoo to the left of his cock and a bio-hazard symbol to the right. I heard some talk between the two guys, with the second guy laughing and saying, “Not anymore.” He pulled out and got dressed as the guy fucking me shot his load and pulled out. Within moments, it was just me and the first fucker. He tossed my phone on the bed next to my face. “You have more guys on the way.” “You got anything to keep those loads in you?” I pointed to the nightstand drawer, “Butt plug.” He grabbed the plug and slid it in me. He told me to have fun and that he’d be back. The door opened as he left. Less than an hour, four loads, at least one of which was poz, probably toxic. I watched the video of me getting fucked and begging for the load. The tats were clearly visible. After about five minutes, there was a knock and the door opened and closed. Round 2

This “straight” guy messaged me on Grindr. No stats, 30, black. No pics. Wanted anon. Wanted me to cum to his hotel, but wanted to fuck me in the lobby bathroom. I go in, get naked, lights out. He’ll cum in and lock the door. However, lights won’t cooperate, so he asks me to meat him behind a dumpster outside. I go outside behind the trash area that is walled off around the dumpster, and heavily wooded. A lot of privacy. Midnight. I drop my pants, start huffing poppers, and then I see a small light from a cigarette turn the corner. He walks up and immediately puts his cock into my waiting mouth. I’m moaning, as he talks dirty to me, about being a slut and a bitch. I moan in agreement, as I slobber all over is cock, and use that to lube my hole. He says he wants to fuck my pussy, so I turn around and present it, with my hands on the wall. He spits on my hole, and rams his thick cock up inside me. It burns since there is no lube, but I’m swimming in lust. He starts grunting saying he’s going to give me his load, and I beg him for that seed. He shoots inside me, as I shoot my load on the ground. Pulls out, zips up and leaves. Messages me later to thank me for the fuck, but that he had to get back to his kids. Im just glad he left his babies in me!

Steam envelops my body, consuming me as I am pulled into its dark sweaty abyss. Within seconds of entering the steamroom i feel anonymous hands caressing me from behind, rubbing lube on my hole. a strong hand threads itself between my legs from behind, its full length of hairy forearm rubbing gloriously against my hole, grabbing my cock and balls in its fist, kneading and massaging my bound testes with silicone lube. A raspy command is whispered into my ear, "go to the corner." I obey and begin to move my body to the darkest corner of the room. Elevated on the hard tile sitting bench that lines the perimeter of the room I align my body on hands and knees with the first man behind me. He begins working my hole with copious amounts of lube moving rhythmically back and fourth to tease my manhood, throbbing in its tightly bound thick red elastic cockring. With a loud, satisfying slap of my fat wet ass the first man signs his work, as if to say this one is ready to fuck! Finally I begin to feel his cock head probing my anus, the first man is average size, and girth, he was gentle and I am unsure if he came or not. He fucked my hole for only a few minutes before departing. I moan uncontrollably regardless, and my asscheeks are so fat, making a loud slapping noise with every thrust. The sound of fucking is like ringing the dinner bell for bathhouse trolls. I look around me and there are no less than 5, maybe 8 sets of eyes staring greedily back at me. I immediately return to my position facing the corner. fingering and tasting my hole for cum. As the next man mounts me I have a moment of clarity. A calm resignation to my fate as a gay cum dump faggot, this is my new reality. the one i have always wanted and have only now become brave and powerful enough to accept. As I am getting fucked one after another man enters me, I feel their different sizes and shapes, thrusting techniques, their internal rhythm. I feel their cum being deposited in me. when they cum deep in me it feels amazing, the hot liquid passing between my inner rings feels sensational. After no less than 5 different men use my hole there is a lul, no one is inside me and I feel so empty. I look to my right and a few feet away there is a young man, with gently stroking his 8 inch thick cock. I stare at him incredulously as if to say, well, what are you waiting for? Being young I think he must be shy, so I move closer to encourage him still on hands and knees, perpendicular to his body sitting on the bench. I slowly lower my mouth to meet his cocktip. As i suck him into my mouth I am pleased by the size, taste and texture of this young man. Overjoyed that he is allowing me to suck him. As I enthusiastically slurp and gag, men being gathering around us, I see dark shapes begin to fill in my peripheral vision creating an even darker circle within the dark sweaty steamroom. Hands again probing my hole, groping and loudly spanking my ass. I ask the young man if he wants to fuck me. He silent nods his head and we stand up, he moves his body behind me and pushes his rock hard 8" into me. He feels much larger than the previous round of men. I can feel him filling me completely stretching me internally and even pushing little gas bubbles between my inner sphincters. He was young, shy and very polite, gentle with me. knowing that he was above average in size, He was probably used to younger tighter bottoms. I wanted him to fuck me hard but no matter how I encouraged him, he did not invest his energies, nor his seed. It was somewhat uncomfortable too, the previous round of fucking had created some bubbles inside me that I felt I should queef the gas out. I had been in the steam chamber for what felt like an hour and I needed to rehydrate, so I took a break here to shower, queef, and drink some cold water. So ended my first of three fucking rounds where I was fucked by no less than 5 different men over the course of a three hour bathhouse visit. all told I probably was fucked by 15+ different gentlemen, unfortunately not all of them -too few infact chose to cum inside me. Maybe a third, I probably got cum 5 times out of 15+ I could definitely feel it when a few men busted their nuts, one small cock guy told me he was cumming after three thrusts! I could taste it in my hole and had it draining out of me the next morning. My first of many future bathhouse cumdump experiences I hope to have. Why does it feel so fucking good to be used in this way?

I will say as a fellow top, I am with you on this. I thoroughly enjoy a long, intense, connected session with a bottom. And there definitely are bottoms out there who are into that as well... I have fucked plenty of them. Breeding... injecting another man with your semen... is the highest form of sexual connection two men can have, which is why I think the experience deserves so much more than just stripping it down to the simplified mechanics of it. Foreplay, build up, kissing, body contact, all of that enhances the session. As a top, it turns me on that much more that I will be filling this man with my seed as it turns him on to crave receiving it. I think quickies and anon sessions just cheapens it and de-values the experience. That’s not to say that I judge bottoms who are into quickies or anonymous pump and dump sessions. It’s not my place to judge. But I often wonder... if a bottom can be quick fucked by 10 guys in a night and he is still craving more... is he actually satisfied? I find that when I have a good long connected session with a bottom, he is typically so satiated and fulfilled (as I am) when we end. All he wants to do at that point is pass out and get a great night of sleep. That’s the kind of sex I think we all deep down want but often deprive ourselves of.

Woke up this morning and took a 50 min ride to a adult move place I haven’t been to before. I wanted to try the glory holes cause someone from another site recommended it. Once I paid I went to the back it splits between booths and a theater. I went Into the booths as I entered one I glanced yo the right to see this big biker looking guy on a chair with a scrawny looking guy sitting in his cock. I went into the booth and got on my knees , leaving the door slightly open so I can watch him pound this guy.. a black dick came through the whole and I started to suck it. He came pretty hard and fast . I swallowed like the good sub I am. Another dick came through right after and I sucked him for a while . Forgetting I left the door open I hear the biker grunt and glanced over watching the scrawny guys roll back as the biker exploded in him.. I finished off dick number two , nice load from a white guy. I got up to get out and move to another booth when a troll pushed his way in the door. He closed it and pulled his pants down. I’ll take cum from anyone these days, in the past some troll barging in would have pissed me off.. but I took another dick in my mouth. As I’m sucking him the biker walks in my booth and tells the troll to get out. He complied real fast. He stood in front of me and said do you bare back, because I need to empty what I have left..east told me to follow him and stepped out of the booth. He said right here pointing to the chair again, it’s kind of wedged in the corner but like I said anyone walking by can get a show. I hesitated and he said ‘boy you were watching me, I just need to get the edge off it will only take a few minutes’. I pulled my shorts down and then looked down at his dripping dick. I asked how he wanted it, he said turnaround and sit in it. He spit on his hand and stroked it a bit and it was well lubed from the scrawny guys ass. I started by easing the tip into my hole when he grabbed my hips and thrust it in. He wrapped his arms around me in a big bear hug and started kissing my ear. He was balls deep in me and I asked him to fuck me. He just kept kissing me earlobe and wouldn’t fuck me , wouldn’t move his hips. Every time I asked him if he was gonna fuck me, he whispered shhhh very softly.. all of a sudden I felt something as he still had me in a bare hug, kissing my ear. I heel his cock flexing and pulsating and cuming inside me . The whole time he was whispering shhhh.. he loosened the bare hug and I climbed off his very soaked dick , my ass oozing a very large load.. I looked up and saw the scrawny guy in the corner laughing and a few other guys looking at me. The biker gave me his number. It was the weirdest but hottest fuck I ever had.

In the age of iPhones and apps, I had completely off cruising in rest areas. I did it throughout my 20s, but then it was replaced with online options and later apps. So when I stopped at a rest area yesterday for a quick pee, I was surprised to find guys cruising in the restroom. Surprised and EXHILARATED. It’s a rest area fairly close to my home, so I have never stopped there before. But I was running errands and, with most places shut down for the pandemic, I didn’t want to rely on chance because I needed to take a whiz fast. The rest area is along 495 outside Boston, so it sees a lot of activity, even with the reduced traffic due to the shutdown. I ran in quickly, the musty smell of a public restroom sheathed in concrete with too little ventilation quickly reminded me of being 20 and discovering this [banned word] cruising ground. There were two older guys hanging out at the urinals. I didn’t think much of it at first, but once I was in position I left the sexual tension in the air, and caught a sidelong glance at my cock from the guy on my right. I took a furtive glance at one, then the other, and saw both were semi hard. A thrill ran through me and I realized I had wandered into a cruising spot. It’s been a month since I’ve had any action, and I got hard right away. My next step may sound odd at first. I finished peeing, zipped out, and darted out of the restroom. I imagine the guys were disappointed I wasn’t a new playmate — or at least not an obvious one, yet. I opened the trunk of my car and pulled out my emergency overnight bag (I keep one in case I decide to crash at a friend’s house after drinking too much). It only took a moment to pull out the small bottles of poppers and lube stowed there. If I was going to get cruised, I was going to be ready for action! I walked back into the restroom, unzipped, and caught the startled guys quickly separating from one another at the urinals. I didn’t waste time stepping up the urinal and starting to stroke. The chubbier of the two silver daddies didn’t waste time either, immediately reaching over to grab my cock. I moaned softly — it’s been a month! He was actually a bit aggressive, but I didn’t care — I can work with aggressive. The other guy was more tentative, slowly stroking to my right as he watched us start. The guy to my left had stepped closer, working both our cocks. I knelt down and started blowing him. He clamped a hand on the back of my head and started pumping. I was totally caught up in the scene, blowing this guy at the toilets, the musty smell of his balls mixed with the stagnant restroom air, and the risk we were out in the open. “Come with me,” he said, pulling my shoulder. I stood up and we walked back to the last stall, which happened to be handicapped. I dropped trowe, both of us standing together stroking. I look around the larger stall, disappointed by the metal dividers. I remembered my 20-year-old self discovering the allure of gloryholes roughly cut in the old fiber dividers, and sucking anonymous cocks that peeked through looking for satisfaction. That little bit of nostalgia was helping feed my excitement now, and I reached out to take the chubby daddy’s hand and guided it to my ass. He didn’t waste a second. He aggressively handled my ass, separating the cheeks to find my hole and roughly finger it. His eyes got a bit wild as he looked at me and confirmed what was being offered. I pulled out poppers and took the first hit with one hand while pressing the bottle of lube into his hand with the other. He popped the top open and began lubing my hole. The intoxicating rush of poppers washed over me as I stepped one leg out of my jeans, finding a more relaxed position to have him begin working my ass. I was generous with the lube on his cock, making sure it was totally slick. He stepped behind me and I bent forward, taking a second hit of poppers. He pushed against my hole. It was an aggressive push. He wasn’t graceful, but was a man on a mission. I’m sure I winced and gasped at first, but he didn’t give me a chance to do anything about it. His cock just forced my hole open and he roughly grabbed my hips. He just banged away at my ass, thrust after thrust after thrust. It was easy to find his rhythm, and I matched it by pushing back onto his cock when he thrust forward. There was some quiet smacking of skin on skin while he raw fucked me. Otherwise we were quiet, knowing anyone could walk into the restroom and interrupt us. We both knew time was short, and he wasn’t going to waste this chance. I was caught up in the thrill of a sleazy rest area fuck, buzzed on poppers with a stranger’s cock pounding me. He started to get more intense, and I knew what was coming. He grunted quietly, the rhythmic pounding now becoming long, deep, deliberate thrusts — he held each thrust inside me a moment before delivering another one as he pushed his load further up and in. He never asked or said a word; he just used my hole as his dumping ground. After how aggressive he’d been, I was surprised he decided to linger in my hole a few moments after breeding me. He seemed to be relishing the warm, tight space he’d just violated. Then I felt his cock slide out of me, and I started to stand up. ”You’re not done yet” I felt a hand push me back into the bent over position. The other daddy was still there — I had kind of forgotten about him. He lined his cock up with my hole and entered more slowly than the first guy had. I gasped a bit and quickly fumbled for my poppers and a strong hit. This cock was much thicker and penetrated deeper. “I’m already close,” he whispered. I couldn’t hold in the grunts as this guy fucked me. He had more style than the first, appreciating how good his own cock felt inside a tight ass. In the moment, I didn’t care we were in a public space. “Oh my fuck!” I said, feeling that hot cock use me. He seemed to be panting, and it wasn’t long before he unleashed his load, cum spraying inside me. “Oh fuck. Breed me~” He added his load, pushing it in deep and making sure he got everything from me that he wanted before pulling out. He tapped my ass, zipped up his lubed cock, and walked out of the stall. The first guy was also gone. I pulled my jeans back on, washed my hands, and headed out. In my head I was still reeling from the hot experience. Bred by two anon daddy’s in the rest area. Yes, I’m going back today.

So, I'm mostly top. I have taken some dick but i'm mostly into fucking. My problem is that some btms are insatiable and only think of my dick (which is good, i admit it). But come on, i'm into men, not intestines. I'm turned on by a nice guy, not from his parts seperately. I need time to admire the guy that i will fuck. I need to hug him kiss him, lick his body and after some time (when i'm fully hard) to fuck him. I hate this rush. Come on let's fuck now. What? you're on ur job? can't you just leave everything and come to my place and then come back? can i be naked and when u come inside just fuck me? I dont like all these. I dont like it to be hollow. I need time.

I was finally fisted completely a couple weeks ago - I wish I’d started sooner cuz I loved it, and now I’m wanting it like crazy. I was at Steamworks in Berkeley, CA, where I had spent an hour or so getting bred real nasty and hot at the gloryholes. A good night getting plowed and seeded by some 8 anon guys. I finally took a break, very happy and floating a bit, took a few steps and decided I wasn’t ready to go anywhere yet, so I lay myself out on one of the fuck tables, naked, legs spread, with my little pussyhole tingling, gaping and oozing cum, completely exposed to anyone passing close enough to see (it’s very dark back there). I lay there for a few minutes when a hand gently stroked my ass and probed my sloppy little hole with a finger. I gasped with pleasure and arched my back in response, so he put another finger in, and another and another and started stretching my already loose hole. It felt great. He patiently carried on stretching, sliding his hand inside me - a little more each time - interspersed with more stretching and soon was up to his knuckles, and was getting crazy intense - stretched hard and feeling very full and extremely erotic. I writhed like a belly dancer on the table and moaned and pushed back against his persistent ministrations. I don’t know how much time passed while this was going on, but we’d amassed a small but significant audience. I did notice that quite a few were jacking off watching our entertainment. He still pushed into me millimeter by millimeter, and I realized I was moaning loudly and going up on my toes each time he pushed further, because it was wildly intense and edging on painful. Then it changed in one great rush. I gasped and shivered. I looked back and saw he had his whole hand inside me and was a good 5-6 inches beyond his wrist! He was gently, almost imperceptibly fucking me with his fist. Then he moved just a bit deeper and it was suddenly incredibly intense again. With a “Wow!” I sprang back up on my toes again. He quietly told me to lay down again and just relax, so I did, and he slowly pulled his arm out of me, which felt amazing in itself. Then it felt very strangely empty in my ass. I lay there shivering in an amazed near-orgasmic dream state, and I believe I was whispering “oh my god” over and over with an enormous grin plastered on my face. He got up, smacked my butt cheek sweetly, told me “Good girl” and he was gone. I have no idea who he was, but I thanked him for doing that. When I finally rose from the fuck table, I felt what I thought was sweat running off my ass and legs, but then I realized it was cum. I guess a some of those masturbators, who were gone now, had taken the opportunity to shoot some loads all over my now-really gaping, twitching, and spasming asshole. I stumbled to the showers and went home shortly after. One thing I noticed really soon after that is that now, when someone fucks me, I have no real problems about being too tight anymore. Spit or lube, spread my cheeks and any size cock is basically an easy entry. I’m so thrilled with that, I’ve been offering my ass much more often to lots more tops - and saying yes way more frequently when they offer to breed me. Really very cool! So happy with that. I now want to get fisted a lot more, too. Double fisted is now my new goal… gimme gimme gimme

I'm a versatile bottom who *really* loves topping, but for me my desire to top is more mysterious and contingent on the chemistry in person. I can't tell if I want to top a guy from pictures. I won't know if I want to top them once I kiss them, or feel how their body reacts to mine. This makes hooking up with bottoms or other versatile bottoms through apps frustrating for me. I really think the gig economy and online shopping has conditioned guys to view arranging sexual encounters as a product and a service (free though!) with all the specifications set before meeting, rather than the spontaneous, flexible, and organic experience I believe is most natural to our species. As Esperanza Spalding sings, "guard the tangible, guard the animal in you". This is why I really appreciate bathhouses and sex parties, because I feel freedom from "pre-ordered" expectations.

Anyone need a cum and piss dump in Columbus this Thursday night or Friday?

my alarm went off at 530am. i hopped into the shower and got ready. i was about to get fucked by a guy id met on a hookup site. it wouldnt be the first time. in fact, when i put the address into the gps that morning it asked if i was going to the gym and would i like to save the address. jeez. i'd told him my situation--closeted bottom married to a woman--and expected him to stop responding, like most guys. but he said he understood and that was fine. i was shaking the first time i went over. i'd never been fucked in the ass. i was dressed for work in slacks and some banana republic shirt. he answered the door in boxers and gave me a hanger while I undressed. when i was naked he had me suck his cock. i was awkward but super eager. Once he was very hard he pulled a condom out of the bedside table and rolled it on his dick. he lubed me and his dick up and slid it inside as he pushed me down on the bed in missionary position.i guess its ridiculous to say but he fucked me like id fucked girls my whole life. it was intense. i had to ask him to stop for a minute. he stayed inside me. after a minute he squirted more lube on his cock and started fucking me again. i closed my eyes and contemplated. after all this time id actually gotten fucked by a guy. he was going to fuck my asshole with his cock until he ejaculated and that seemed like a great idea. and it was. **** now i was experienced. lol. last night i cooked a fancy dinner for me and the wife and enjoyed good wine and i texted my friend "i want you to cum in me tomorrow." that was true. itd always been part of my fantasies all those years i pretended i wasnt gay. taking a train of guys in the ass, no condoms in sight. begging to be the biggest cumslut. he didnt reply but we had a plan for the next morning. like i said, i headed over. parked on the street like usual and headed into his apartment complex. it was endlessly repetitive but his apartment was next to a laundry room so that made it easy to find. i looked at my phone and saw i had a text from 2 minutes ago. "OK". fuck. now i was having second thoughts. i walked towards the dryer exhaust and then the apartment to the left. he took an extra minute to answer the door but was in his usual attire. everything started as usual including him rolliing on a condom. i was immediately relieved. it was not an acceptable risk to take. the sex was amazing. my cock stayed hard and i shot a load on my stomach. he pulled out of my asshole and yanked off the condom. fuck. my eyes bugged and he was back inside me, thrusting hard. i had asked for it. explicitly. i was weighing whether i should ask him to stop when he grabbed my ass hard and pushed in deep. obviously he was ejaculating. my legs were wide, allowing his 7 inch penis to deposit his load all the way in me.

Part 13 - Sunset Over The Indian Ocean Alex chuckled to himself as the guy seemed torn between walking towards him or steering clear. After a few minutes he was standing a few meters from Alex, the sun was sinking slowly setting across the ocean bathing the shore line in an ever changing array of colours that seemed the perfect timing to make conversation. "Hi" Max said and Alex looked up at him, "Mind if I sit with you?" he asked. Alex smiled "Hello and no I do not mind" he replied as Max sat by him. "I'm Max" he said holding his hand out. Alex took it "Alex" he replied gazing at the tattoos over his shoulder and arm. "Your boyfriend looks knackered" Max said referring to Liam flat out on the bed. Alex laughed "Who said he was my boyfriend?" he asked looking at Max. "Oh" Max said smiling, "I assumed seeing you together, you know". Alex chuckled "We are not romantically involved" he replied making it clear. The words allowed Max to slowly ask various questions of Alex, some he answered honestly and some he deflected with very evasive responses. Alex was finding him interesting and he spoke with such intelligence and accuracy he knew instantly this was a person who was well brought up and well mannered. Liam woke hearing the voices and sat up watching Alex talking with the guy, he called out to Alex who turned and nodded, a signal they had devised in the last few hours to signify everything was alright. Liam didn't rest though and continued watching them talk, little by little he noticed the subtle nuances in their body language evolve. It was clear the guys were comfortable around each other, and could hear the tones in their voices was calm, light and jovial. Max laughed shaking his head "You keep deflecting my questions" he remarked. Alex watched the tiny waves breaking around his feet "Is it noticeable then?" he asked. "Very" Max replied, "If you were more casual about it I would not have noticed". Alex smiled "I do not mean to be" he said going quiet, "It is... well, I do not know you". Max glanced at him "So get to know me. That is if you want to" he said very nervously. Alex could tell Max was nervous and bumped his shoulder against him "Nervous?" he asked. Max shrugged then nodded "I am not good at this or relationships it seems". Alex glanced at him "I have never been on a date or had a relationship" he replied. Max looked shocked "Seriously?" he asked, "How come you have never had a date?". He shrugged unsure how to answer the question "Getting to know me is hard" Alex finally said. "It is?" Max questioned then jumped in before he could speak "Stop being secretive then". Alex sighed and inside he was now nervous "I don't like talking about myself" he said. "Alex" Max said looking at him, "I... I am trying to express interest in you". He nodded slowly "I know Max" Alex replied, "And I am trying to be so cool about it". Max laughed "And I thought I was the bad one at this game" he said. A silence fell and they watched Gareth swimming in the distance "Sorry about that" Max said. Alex nervously smiled "Don't be, it was only when he touched me it got awkward". Max studied him for a moment "Do you have haphephobia?" he asked, "You know fear of being touched". Alex chuckled "No, but he does" he replied nodding towards Liam, "If people touch me". "Your friend jumped in really quickly" Max said glancing back at Liam who was watching. Alex smiled "My protector" he said partly making a joke and Max laughed. "Did I upset him then?" Alex asked, "Your friend when I turned him down?". "Shocked him more like, he has a bruised ego" Max replied, "He thought he had you". "Did he indeed" Alex replied smiling. "So why did you turn him down?" Max asked trying to be all casual about it. Alex chuckled "Did he send you here to find out?" he asked looking at Max. "No" Max replied, "Are you going to tell me or deflect that question as well?" he asked amusingly. "Don't get me wrong Max your friend is very sexy. He knows it as well" Alex said grinning. Max chuckled "I got the impression it was sex he wanted" Alex now said. Max laughed loudly "That is exactly what he wanted, you are the first to turn him down". "I will be honest Max, I am still finding my feet in this world" Alex informed him. "Virgin?" Max asked coming straight to the point then regretting the question, "Sorry". Alex chuckled "No my v..." he stopped from saying the word valet, "Just not experienced". "Deflection" Max replied smiling, "I will not tell anyone" he said bumping shoulders. Alex frowned as Gareth swam closer "So sexy what about it. You and me?" he called out. "No" Alex said clearly at his persistence. "Wine and dine you a nice romantic night?" Gareth asked. Alex shook his head "This" he said waving his hand between them, Will never happen" he replied. "Seriously!" Gareth replied causing Liam to move off the sunbed, "What is wrong with you?". "I do not fancy you and certainly will not jump in to bed with you" Alex said straight up. "I think he told you no, now clear off" Liam said standing behind Alex. Gareth swam off and Alex turned to Liam "Liam this is Max, Max this is Liam" he said. Max shook his hand and smiled at him "How come you are not doing Alex then?" he asked. Liam grinned shaking his head "I am straight" he replied and Alex nodded confirming what he said. Max scratched his head "But I saw you kiss" he said without thinking. "Are you spying on us?" Liam asked staring at Max then laughing. "No, No, god no" Max responded nervously, "I just happened to look and...". Liam laughed "I kissed him on each cheek, he was a little down" he said. Alex sat there opened mouth "Sure you are okay Alex?" Liam asked. "Yes I am fine Liam" Alex responded and nodded his head. Max looked at Alex "Come on what is he to you?" he asked, "He acts like a bodyguard". Alex laughed hysterically brushing it aside "A very close friend, my straight soul mate". Max raised an eyebrow "I like being with him, I mean who wouldn't!" Alex added. "He is lucky having someone like you fancy him, wish I did" Max tired to act casually. Alex looked at him "Do you fancy me then?" he asked watching Max. "Gareth looks even more pissed off now" Max said watching him and changing the subject. "Deflection" Alex said bumping into Max even harder knocking him over on to his side laughing. Max sat upright again "Careful I might not have big muscles but I can wrestle you down". "I can not believe you turned down a romantic evening with Gareth" Max said smirking. Alex smiled then laid back "Maybe it is just the wrong person asked me" he said cryptically. "He will get over it" Max said quietly then turned over on to his stomach looking at Alex. The penny finally dropped "Oh right!" Max exclaimed getting flustered. Alex looked seriously at him "Will you?" Max asked said finding the courage to ask. Alex looked at him "Will I what?" he replied deciding to play Max a little. Max looked nervously "Can I take you on your first date?" he asked. Alex looked at him "Have dinner with me?" Max asked, "No sex or anything just dinner, you an me". Alex stared up at the sky "Yes" he replied softly and closing his eyes enjoying the fading sun. Max laid his head down facing Alex "Seriously you would?" he asked again seeking confirmation. Alex opened one eye "Yes, lets keep it simple and get to know each other". "That makes total sense" Max replied, "That way if it is a holiday romance..." "Holiday romance?" Alex asked looking sceptically at him and smirking. "Yes, if it just that neither of us will get hurt that way" Max said now making sense to Alex. Alex smiled "I like this idea Max, lets see what happens and if we end up friends even better". Max nodded "Yeah all my dates ended up having sex straight away, I never get to know them". Alex looked at him "No talking about family or our lives, I want to know you, the Max here on holiday". Max nodded "No expectations and no agenda" he said, "Dinner tomorrow?". "Yes" Alex replied hearing a fake cough that made him turn, "What Liam!" he exclaimed. "Back to the suite and change for dinner Alex" Liam said watching Max diligently. Max chuckled as Alex stood "Do you always do what he asks?" he asked Alex. Alex winked at Max "Yes, that way if I touch him inappropriately he can't get angry". "Alex!" Liam exclaimed, "Get your arse moving before I kick it up the beach". Alex laughed and turned to Max "Talk to you tomorrow Max" he called out. "Bye Max" Liam said putting his arm around Alex shoulder. "Bye" Max called watching them scratching his head, "I really don't get this" he said to himself. Liam turned and winked at Max who stood watching Liam trying to discern what the two of them were about. In fact he didn't believe Alex told him everything about Liam since it was evident there was something very unique going on between them. On the plus side his braveness had been rewarded in scoring a dinner date with Alex, he never thought to question where Alex came from and just assumed he was British by his immaculate command of the language and probably from a wealthy London suburb. Liam gave Alex several smug glances as they neared the stairs to the suite. "What?" Alex asked unable to keep the smile off his face, "Yes I have a date" he said. Liam smiled "Good for you. A much more dignified way" he remarked. Alex slapped Liam on the arse "What is that suppose to mean?" he asked. Liam laughed "Do I need to remind you?" he replied questioning Alex with a knowing look. "No" Alex replied chuckling more to himself. "Do you really, really like him?" Liam asked looking at Alex who nodded, "Slowly Alex". "Does he pass your initial assessment?" Alex asked now sounding completely serious. Liam smiled "He does" he replied, "Find out more and I will have him checked out". "No" Alex said, "At least not yet, I do not intend to jump into bed" he explained. "You still need to go cautiously Alex" Liam informed looking at him directly in the eyes. "I know" Alex replied knowing full well what he was getting at. Liam opened the door for Alex "Dinner in the suite or restaurant?" he asked closing the door. Alex shrugged "Lets eat here, quiet evening" he suggested putting his baseball cap down. By habit Liam checked each of the rooms whilst Alex giggled sitting on the balcony, no matter what was going on his protection officer never once let down his guard even in private. Liam summoned the suites butler and ordered dinner. Alex completely chilled out after his shower and wearing shorts sat on the balcony sunbed, it was such a change to be here with no royal protocol. Liam appeared drying his hair dressed in his bathrobe when the butler arrived and set up the table for dinner. The butler poured them both a glass of red wine then started serving the food. A bottle and a half of wine later Alex and Liam were both a little tipsy and crashed on the sunbed after the butler had cleared away. Liam stripped down to his underwear "Hell it is warm tonight" he complained. Alex topped up his wine glass "I am sweating without doing anything" he replied giggling. "What are you planning on doing with Max then?" Liam asked taking a sip of wine. Alex put his glass down "Dinner and talk I guess" he replied laying back down. Liam glanced at him "Is that it?" he asked, "No quick fondle or your crappy blow job?". Alex looked at him and burst out laughing "I doubt it, and I am okay at doing them". Liam chuckled "Remember I have seen your attempt, should have ripped my eyes out at the time". "That is drastic!" Alex replied in between his laughs, "Seriously I can do them". "Prove it" Liam joked pushing Alex down towards his cock then stopping, "I am kidding". Alex kneeled up facing Liam "Good because if I start you won't want me to stop". Liam put his glass down and folded his hands behind his head "Bollocks!" he said chuckling. Their heads and words were fuelled by alcohol and the warm humid night air. Without a word Alex slowly ran his hand along Liam's leg then over the package so tightly packed in the underwear. Liam let out a soft sigh and gently pushed Alex's hand away, a push that was definitely a do not do that again one. Alex noticed that his one brush over his groin had stirred Liam and the package was moving under the fabric bulging even more, he made another soft pass with his hand and the bulge was way firmer than before and growing. Liam chuckled "Stop it, drink your wine naughty boy" he said rubbing Alex on the head. Alex giggled "Have you ever had a blow job Liam?" he asked running his hand down Liam's leg. "No, not a full one" Liam replied looking at Alex, "And no before you ask" he said. Alex smiled "I wasn't going to ask!" he replied raising his hand to grabbing Liam delicately. Again he sighed and smiled "Close your eyes Liam" Alex commanded softly. Liam looked down at him "Alex this is not a good idea" he said softly. "Shush" Alex said softly, "Close your eyes and relax Liam" he said kissing his abdomen. Where his sudden braveness came from was a mystery and he was unable to stop himself from what happened next. Liam closed his eyes and his breathing steadied in a sign he was relaxed, prepared and ready, Alex pulled the underwear down until it slipped under Liam's balls and his hand touched the still growing cock and Liam moaned softly the corners of his mouth moving upwards in a very soft smile. It was hefty and solid to hold even in its half erect state, Alex hesitated a moment unsure if he should continued and also giving Liam one last chance to say no. There was silence and steady breathing coming from Liam, Alex lowered his head and using his hand he raised Liam's cock. The foreskin rolled back in a succulent movement with his cock reaching its potential, moistening his lips with exotic tenderness he caressed the head of Liam's cock. His tongue flickered over it swiftly as Liam moaned louder raising his hips then lowering them again. Alex repeated it with slightly more pressure and the moan was loader with his body twisting before resting back down. "Alex no" Liam said placing a hand on Alex's head yet making a small gesture to push it away. Alex opened his mouth sinking a quarter of the way down "Oh fuck, shit" Liam cried. Quickly using his tongue provoking Liam's hips to thrust up and down "Oh my god" Liam moaned. His hand no longer pushed but held Alex's head on his cock then pushing him down, Liam opened his eyes feeling the warm moistness of the prince's mouth engulfing his cock. Raising his head slightly and knowing this was completely wrong he was unable to complain or stop him, his body ached all over as every nerve ending seemed to fire up in to life. Still unable to believe what he was doing to his protection officer, Alex suddenly realised that maybe his need to impress Liam was really him falling in love and a desire to pleasure him. Liam was gone, the erotic pleasures flooded through his body and his eyes closed again, slowly removing his hand from Alex's head he folded his arms behind his head again. Alex pulled off and looked at the mouthful of pleasure he was getting, it was one perfectly thick cock and it suited the body it belonged to beautifully. His mouth returned tasting the first sign of precum that slowly secreted form the head, aiding the progress of this mouth and allowing him to bob up and down with ease. Liam's back arched slightly and Alex used his hand to cup Liam's balls playing with them gently as he got stuck in to blowing his protection officer. There was no way he was going to stop, plus it was the one nice thing he could for Liam letting him experience what a blow job should really feel like. His hand felt the balls shift and Liam moaned and began breathing faster, he was seeing and feeling Liam's orgasm from the beginning, starting in his balls until the rest of Liam's body and breathing started the chain reaction shooting back down to his balls, his cock jumping in his mouth through anticipation and pulses raging up along his shaft. The change was evident in his mouth receiving another quick secretion of precum, holding his mouth tight around the shaft his tongue swirled around the head and Liam softly grunted and gasped raising his pelvis slightly. Alex thought he was prepared but certainly not the speed at which Liam began shooting his load. Unlike Jackson who would shoot a big wad first then pulse the rest in several intervals, Liam shot a small load first then quickly followed by six or seven shots each one filling Alex's mouth so quickly he was slightly over run with cum. Suddenly he felt a hand push his head down forcing the cum down in to his throat to be swallowed. Alex grabbed the sides of Liam's thighs and was now moaning himself feeling the wet patch growing in his shorts. He was so turned on and caught by surprise that he orgasmed and ejaculated whilst trying to swallow the cum and stop himself from choking on it. It had happened when getting fucked hard by Jackson once before but never like this. He was unable to stop and kept sucking gently on Liam's cock until it lost some of its density. Alex kneeled up with a look of dread on his face knowing what he had just done. Liam Leaned up 'Holy crap' he said grabbing Alex, he was still in post euphoric state and kissed Alex full on spearing his mouth with his tongue forcing the the prince to accept the kiss. Momentarily oblivious to what was happening, embroiled in a deep heart stealing kiss that was turning Alex on even more and sending orgasmic shock waves through his entire body. Suddenly he pulled back freeing himself from Liam's hands, a look of shock and horror on his face, a tear suddenly rolled down his face and Alex ran from the balcony to the bedroom shutting himself inside breathing heavily, the tears rolling down his face. Unable to fathom out what was going on, he wasn't crying but he couldn't stop the tears. Slowly he slid down to the floor his back resting against the door, cursing himself for being such a stupid fool. Liam rushed inside after him unsure what was going on but he was met with a closed door that he stood outside looking at. He was tempted to go in and comfort Alex trying to find out what was wrong, protocol dictates never to enter a room when the door has been closed unless there is indication of danger. Liam placed his hand on the door knowing it was best to leave the prince alone, quietly he padded across the suite to his bedroom his head was still buzzing from what his body had just experienced and he simply didn't know what to make of it. Liam closed his bedroom door, it was the kiss he told himself, it must have been the way he kissed the prince. Why did he even kiss him, he wasn't gay and the prince knew that, maybe the prince was embarrassed about what he had done. So many thoughts ran through his head and the worst one was why he even let Alex do what he did, he should have stopped him and put an end to it before it went too far. Liam crashed on the bed falling asleep quickly partly from sexual release but mostly from the wine consumed. Alex sat on the bed hunched up with his knees under his chin like a scared child, the only light coming from the crescent moon shining in the window. Had he tasted the forbidden fruit, gone way too far, what was going to happen now, would everything change. Over and over the thoughts rang through him unable to shut them out, his playing games seeing Liam's cock flouncing around in front of his mouth beckoning him to taste it again. Turmoil raged through his body, a sure sign he had stupidly fallen in love with Liam, he was sure it wasn't true love just the kind of love you have for someone close to you. Alex stayed sitting on the bed in the same position for hours unable to make sense of Liam and himself, nodding off then waking up still in this position. He had a bad nights sleep and his head was trying to figure out how he would be able to face Liam in the morning. The hours ticked by and Alex eventually managed to sleep around 4am suffering a hangover from the excess wine. Liam had woken up at 5am and stood outside the bedroom door listening to make sure Alex was okay, he stayed awake sitting outside the bedroom angry at himself for kissing the prince that way. He certainly never meant that to happen but his whole body was swimming in an incredible way that he never gave thought to the fact he was kissing another guy, and it was not just a kiss it was purposeful and given with real intention. Unable to sleep Liam sat on the balcony until the butler arrived. Alex laid in bed wide awake and watching the ceiling fan, glancing to his right the bed was empty just as he suspected and felt that familiar smack of loneliness washing over him. He closed the door on Liam last night out of sheer anguish at what had taken place, vividly he remembered the kiss most of all, so life like he imagined feeling it all over again. What happened was bad then again it was not him that instigated the kiss, although he knew it was a result of him giving Liam a blow job. Alex rolled over and could hear the butler moving around preparing breakfast and the sound of Liam shuffling around on the balcony. Liam thanked the butler and asked him to knock on the door to the closed bedroom to let his highness know breakfast was ready.

I am used to sharing my hole. Fortunately condoms were never part of it. When my dad was fucking me, he started sharing me with his poker buddies and bar owners he was in debt to. When my brother older brother began fucking me, he shared me with guys on his high school football team and later with men from his Army unit. My first partner shared me with his brothers in his leather club. Ever since, I just had an expectation I would be whored out by men I hook up with, and I love it!

Hey everyone, I'm glad people are still reading this story! In fact, it has encouraged me to finish the next chapter! Enjoy! PS, if the story makes you hard/cum, feel free to post any pics 🙂 Jeff's Conquests Ch. 2 Jeffs POV It's amazing how the virus gets into every inch of your body. I can feel it running through my veins, in my brain, and most importantly, in my hole, and my cock. My cock. My poz cock. Fuck i loved the sound of that. I laid back in bed and slipped my hand down my briefs and grabbed my dripping cock. The wet spot on the front got bigger. Fuck, I thought, I may as well lose them now. It didn’t take long for them to end up on the floor. I thought back to the night we pozzed Andrew. I could still remember the feel of his tight, smooth hole on my cock. My precum was leaking almost non stop at this point. I used my thumb to smear the slick fluid around my cock head before sucking the rest off. Even my precum tastes sweeter since I converted. Ive been with a couple of guys since that night, but both times it was just head. I needed to fuck some ass again. Maybe even get my ass used, been longer since i was last fucked. My thoughts drifted back to Andrew. He was the first, and only, guy I had fucked since i got the news. The look of pure bliss on his face the moment I started shooting my toxic load in him will forever be etched into my memory. I was in the same boat the night it happened to me. I let my hand drift back down to my cock. I was surprised at how wet and slick it was. My fingers were covered in no time, and slowly I dropped my hand lower. My legs went wide all on their own, as my fingers brushed acoss my hole. I scooped up more of my juice and smeared it around my ass. I slipped one finger in, quickly followed by two. I was moaning in no time. After what felt like an eternity, though more like 5 minutes, I pulled my fingers out and rolled over to I could reach in the night stand drawer. I pulled out my Pierre Fitch dildo and my Elbow Grease lube before noticing the condoms and Astroglide at the bottom of the drawer. I chuckled before closing the drawer. I slicked the dildo up and started teasing my hole with it. I decided not to touch my cock yet. I was already on edge. I pressed the dildo up against my hole and immediately it was sucked in. Fuck I needed this! In no time it was balls deep. I kept it there for a few minutes, just taking in the fullness. My hole throbbed around its girth, and my cock was leaking a steady stream. The hair on my stomach was matted and shiny. I slowly eased the toy out, almost to the head, and pushed it in just as fast. I was involuntarily moaning and slowly picked up the pace. The image of Andrew riding my poz cock flashed in my mind. He was so turned on taking my toxic dick. I remembered his moans, how he begged me for my poz cock, and how much I wanted to give it to him. In that moment, I had intense desire to give him my HIV. I wanted to make this slut positive like me. I wanted to see him get knocked up, knowing hes going back and riding his neg boyfriend with his poz ass. I was getting close, and the dildo was hitting all the right spots. I picked up the pace and started pounding my ass with it. Each thrust was jabbing right into my prostate. I thought back to Andrew and relived the moment I shot my toxic load into his neg ass and the cum started spewing from my cock. My hole clamped down on the toy in the same way Andrews hole clamped down on my cock. After five or six big squirts, I was covered from my neck to belly button in precum and jizz. I was spent, and spent the next few minutes sprawled on the bed and panting. The toy was still lodged deep in my ass, as I continued to spasm around it. I must have fallen asleep because when I next looked at the clock it was after 1 AM. I gingerly pulled the dildo out of my ass and slowly made my way to the shower. After a quick rinse, I got back in bed without grabbing another pair of underwear. My thoughts remained on Andrew as I quickly drifted back off. The last thing I remember before nodding off was a stirring in my cock, and a tingle in my ass. Andrews POV I'm not sure how long I sat in the car, staring out the window. I just left the doctors office. They wanted to talk to me about the results of the blood I had drawn last week. The appointment seemed to drag on, but finally they let me go with a small pile of pamplets, a bag of condoms and a referral to a specialist. I looked at the goodies on the passenger seat before something caught my eye. I looked down at my pants and noticed a large wet spot and a very noticeable bulge in my jeans. A smile slowly crept across my face as I pulled my phone out of my pocket. I began typing a message with one hand while massaging my cock with the other. <<Just left the Doctors ;)>> I put the phone on the seat next to me and continued rubbing my cock through my jeans. The wet spot got larger. The phone buzzed as another spurt of precum oozed out of me. <<Oh fuck dude, really? Are you?>> read the text. I smiled and took a pic of my crotch. Thankfully the sun was bright enough to show the wet spot. I quickly fired off a reply. <<What do you think?>> followed by the pic. <<Oh shit dude! Seriously? Thats so fucking hot!>> <<All thanks to you and Ben. I'm still sitting here in the parking lot, and im horny as hell!>> <<LOL! I know the feeling. I was the same way. What are you going to do now?>> <<My ass got so hungry when they told me I have HIV. My boyfriend is at home right now, so I'm going to go see what sort of trouble we can get into ;)>> <<Lucky bf 😉 Message me later when youre all fucked out, and maybe we can arrange for an encore performance!>> <<Mmmm.....I'd love that. Chat later stud! Thanks again!>> <<Will do! And you're welcome, slut.>> I smiled and put the phone back in my pocket. The conversation, though brief, had done nothing to relieve my throbbing cock. I quickly started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. I was back home in no time. I found Rob in the kitchen reading the paper. As was usual, he was wearing a tshirt and a pair of tight briefs. The black cotton clung to his ass perfectly, and the wet spot on my jeans got larger. I stood there staring at him for a few minutes before he noticed me. He smiled as soon as he saw me and before I knew it, I had crossed the room and started kissing him. He could feel how hard I was as soon as I pressed up to him. He moaned into my mouth and started rubbing me through my pants. “Fuck baby, you've only been gone a couple of hours. Miss me that much?” “You have no idea,” I laughed. “I just got really horny when I was out.” “I can tell” he said. I could feel him now. He pressed his cock into mine. I needed him bad. I grabbed his hand and started pulling him to the bedroom. He pushed me onto the bed as soon as we got there. “Hungry, baby?” he asked, standing over me. My eyes were glued to his cock. “Yes Sir.” “Want my cock, baby?” he asked, slowly massaging his cock through his briefs. It was enough to break my concentration. I looked up at him. “Please Sir, I need it so bad.” He pulled off his shirt before ordering me to take my clothes off. In no time I was kneeling on the floor in front of him. He spent the next few minutes grinding his crotch into my face before telling me to pull his underwear down. I didn't need to be told twice! In no time i had his briefs pulled off and his rock hard 7” cut cock was buried in my throat. I spent the next 15 minutes working my boyfriends cock over. Slow, fast, shallow, deep, I did what ever I could to make Rob feel good. We were FWBs long before we started dating, so I always had a special place in my heart for his cock. “Get on the bed. Face down, I need that pussy,” he ordered me, ending my worship session with his cock. “Yes Sir.” I love when he orders me around like this. I scrambled onto the bed from the floor and pushed my head to the mattress as I got up on my knees. I could feel my hole twitching as I exposed myself to him. “Fuck baby, your hole is beautiful. I'm gonna make it feel so good.” “Please, Rob, I need you so bad.” He grabbed the lube from the nightstand and slid a finger into me. I couldnt help it and started moaning. “What do you need?” “Your cock, Sir.” “Yeah?” “Yeah,” I breathed out. “And your cum.” “You need my cum?” “Yeah I do.” He laughed. “You always need my cum!” “I love taking cum, Sir.” “I know you do. You get so hungry for it. How many loads do you have in there now?” “None, Sir.” “Bad boy. You know how much I love fucking you loaded,” he said, sliding a second, and then third finger into me. I got lost in the sensations for a moment as he started hitting all the right spots inside me. “You know how much easier my fingers slide in and out of you when you have another mans load in you.” He accented his words with the thrusts of his fingers. I felt a little bad for a moment, then remembered that I was just too horny and his cock was the only one I needed at the time. “Sorry, stud. Next time, I promise. You know how much I love giving you my cummy hole,” I finally managed to get out. “That's ok, baby. You just got horny, didn't you?” It's like he had read my mind. 'Fuck, I love this man,' I thought. “Yes baby,” I moaned. “Please?” I was getting desperate. Thats all it took. He pulled out and put his cock to my hole, and pressed the head in. I moaned and tried to push back, but he stopped me, pulling out. Once I stopped moving, he sunk his head back in and stopped once more. I moaned into the mattress, and waited for him to continue. He just stood there, motionless for the next five minutes or so, and just kept telling me how he was going to fuck me, and how he was going to make my pussy his. After what seemed like an eternity, I sank balls deep in one long, slow, thrust. My hole opened around his thick cock as he slid into me. For the next half hour, not a word was spoken, save for a few curses from me. Otherwise the only sounds were my moans and the sounds of my wet hole. His pace never changed beyond the long, slow strokes he was taking. He knew what I liked, and within minutes precum started pouring from my cock and never stopped. Finally I couldn't take it anymore. “I need to ride you. Please? Please Sir, can I ride your cock?” I love riding his cock and he knows it. It feels incredible watching him lay there, just letting me do all the work, and seeing the look of pleasure on his face. He didnt need much more encouragement, as he pulled out of me and laid back against the pillows. I quickly moved over to him and slowly sat back on his cock, savouring every inch as he sank into me. He closed his eyes and for the next fifteen minutes I did everything I could to make him feel good. His stomach was covered in my precum, matting the hair there, and I could tell from the wetness in my ass that he was leaking the same amount into me. I was starting to get close, and I could tell Rob was too. I decided it was time to tell him. I slowed down a bit before saying “I was out at the clinic earlier.” I waited for his reaction. He moaned before opening his eyes. “Yeah?” “Yeah, I needed to get tested. Remember that fever I had last week?” I felt him get harder. “Fuck. Yeah I do.” “I'm positive, baby.” I sank balls deep on him and just stayed there. His eyes shot open. “Fuck! You are?!” “Just found out an hour ago. Thats why I needed to come home so fast.” I didnt think it was possible, but I felt him get even harder. “For real? I have an HIV positive hole on my cock?” He asked, with a look of lust on his face. “Yeah you do, baby. You like my poz hole on your neg cock?” The look on his face turned to hunger as he grabbed me and quickly rolled us over until I was on my back. Never once did his cock leave my hole. As soon as we settled, he tackled my mouth with his. He started thrusting into me, first slow, then picking up the pace. He kept repeating this pattern, driving me wild. “Who did it, do you know?” I quickly recounted my night with Jeff and Ben, between moans and kisses. His thrusting started to change, and I knew he was going to shoot. I looked him in the eyes. “Do it baby. Give me your cum. Shoot it in my poz ass. Give me your neg load.” That was all it took, as Rob thrust deep into me and started moaning uncontrollably. I felt his cock spasm in me as he filled my ass with his cum. That was all it took for me as I started shooting my load between us. After what felt like forever, Rob collapsed on me, and kissed me between breaths, his cock never shrinking. He caught his breath and kissed me one more time, though slower, and deeper. He pulled back and smiled at me. “Congratulations baby! I know how much you wanted this.” I smiled at him, satisfied. We spent the next ten minutes making out, with his cock buried deep in my ass. He kept telling me that he was happy for me, and loved feeling my poz ass around his cock, and I was glad I was able to make him feel so good. “Thank you for encouraging me baby. I'm glad I can give you a poz ass to fuck.” “You still got that guys number? Maybe we should invite him over sometime.” He slowly started moving in me again. I moaned as I enjoyed his cock for a few minutes. “Yeah Ido.” “Good.” And that is what kicked off round two. He bred me twice more that night, each time telling me how much he wanted to feel toxic cum around his cock. BY the time we finished, it was too late, and we were too tired for supper. We took a hot shower before crawling into bed. We were out in no time.

FROM STRAIGHT BOY TO CUMDUMP IN ONE NIGHT ----the story of my transformation---- The summer between my freshman and sophomore years of college started out as the most boring summer of my life. I had stayed at university to take summer classes and was subletting a room in a shitty four-bedroom apartment of which I was the only resident. I worked at a local movie store fifteen hours a week and was taking two classes both of which were over by two pm on Mondays and Wednesdays. The rest of the time I just spent watching Netflix going for runs, and jerking off. I had run track in high school and still kept up with my workouts keeping my lean frame in shape. At that time I was five eleven, one hundred and fifty pounds, with short-cropped black hair and the starting of a rather thick pelt of hair across my body. Puberty had come a little late to me and I had been hairless all through high school for the most part, but freshman year it had struck with a vengeance and I now grew thick coarse black leg and arm hair, my pits long bushy shrubs, and my chest hadn’t sprouted a patch in the middle but rather was slowly becoming carpeted in black hair. I loved it, I thought all the hair made up for my slight build and made me look manlier so I showed it off every chance I got. Normally when I went for a run I just ran round the campus, but on this particular day I was in a mood, bored with my solitary routine, sick of not seeing any of my friends cause they had all gone home for the summer, and over feeling trapped on campus so I made my way to a bike trail that ran through most of the town and started to run as far away from campus as I could. It was a hot day and the sweat ran down my bare torso and I jogged along for several miles. Most of the trail was bordered by trees, but every once in a while there was a gap and you could see into the back gardens of the people who’s houses back onto the trail. I had run the trail before and there was almost never anything of interest happening on it, in fact the only real appeal of the trail was that it was away from the school. I suppose before I continue with my story that I should mention that at this point in time I believed myself to be straight. This is in fact the story of how I came to realize that not only was that not true, but just how very much of a fag I really was. Despite believing myself to be straight I had always been interested in the male form. I could never help but to look when I saw a real manly man out and about. So what happened next really should have been no surprise. As I ran round a bend in the trail I found myself facing one of those patches where the trees thinned and you could seen to some random person’s back garden. This back garden however didn’t belong to just anyone. There in the clearing pushing a wheel barrow full of dead plants was a six foot six inch tall sweat soaked muscle bear. He had a strong pronounced jaw line sprinkled with salt and paper stubble, his head was shaved but the skin was tan from the sun. His arm muscles flexed under the dark bronze skin and hair as he moved the wheel barrow across the yard his bare chest glistening with sweat from the heat. Though I was staring intently at this perfect specimen of manliness I was still running until suddenly I caught my foot on a root and tumbled ass over elbow over the small bush that separated the trail from the Adonis’s backyard and landed sprawled face down on his perfectly kept grass. “Holy shit,” I heard him call out, “you ok kid?” “Yeah, I’m fine… just tripped… sorry.” I wanted to get out of there as quickly as I could even and though I was already flushed from the heat running I felt my cheeks burning with embarrassment. I rolled over and started to stand up when the ankle that I had caught on the tree root gave way underneath me. “You don’t seem ok kid, come on… let’s get you inside and make sure that ankle’s not broken.” As he walked over to me I was overwhelmed by his smell, a thick pungent musk that I found to be intoxicating. My head was swimming as I tried to focus through the haze of his sweat stink and I hardly noticed him picking me up and helping me to stand so that we could hop back to the house. He took me into the kitchen, sat me at the table and started to unlace my shoe to look at my ankle. I barely paid attention to anything that happened, till he said it was just a bad sprain and that I should just rest my leg for a while. “How far did you run kid?” “From the north side of campus,” I replied. “Shit that’s half way across town, tell you what. I’ll drive you back later so that you don’t have to run on that twisted ankle.” I graciously took him up on his offer, and sat in the kitchen icing my ankle and watching the man, who’s name I had learned was Eric finish up the yard work before he drove me back to campus. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him and I didn’t understand why, I thought that it was because he looked like the man I whished to become, but I was wrong. When Eric had finished the yard work a little over fourth five minutes later he came back into the kitchen bringing with him that glorious smell once more. “Ok, let me grab a shirt, and right a note to my husband telling him I’m out in case he comes home from work while we’re gone, and then we’ll be off.” He said off of this as though it were the most natural thing in the world, but my head was spinning: HUSBAND? Was this perfect specimen of man a homosexual, could that be? I didn’t have much time to think before Eric had returned with an white a-line t shirt one along with the same basketball shorts he had been wearing to work in the yard. I set my foot on the ground gingerly, and Eric leaned in to help pick me up, but once he had pulled me upright he just held me for a minute and stared into my eyes. His eyes were slate blue and stood out against his tanned skin and dark hair. After what seemed like an eternity he said, “So why did you trip kid?” “Ummm…. I…” I spluttered. “I thought so,” and he leaned in and kissed me. Several things all happened at once within my body: I panicked; I tried to push him away; and my cock sprang to life becoming instantly hard. I staggered away from him for a moment my brain screaming. And then it all stopped and all that I wanted to do was be in that man’s arms, I wanted to feel him against me. I dove back into his arms, grabbed his face and stuffed my tongue in his mouth. His hands wandered up and down my back, grazing but being careful not to go past the waist band of my short bright yellow running shorts, as we kissed and I clung to him as if I never wanted to let him go. Eric broke away, “I guessed that that’s why you tripped, but I wasn’t sure till you sat in here and practically drooled as you watched me work in the garden. Plus your cock hardened every time I touched you. Your brain my not be ready to admit it but your cock certainly isn’t” He said all this staring into my eyes, his hands still roaming over my back, but with that last part he reached forward and grabbed my throbbing cock through the thin nylon on my shorts. I gasped. He smiled, “You ever been with a man, kid?” “I’m straight.” “And I’m the Queen of England,” he said, kneeling in front of me, “don’t worry boy I’ll teach you hot to please a man.” With that he pulled my shorts down exposing my rock hard cock and before I could protest further he swallowed my whole seven and a half inch cock to be base. Within seconds he had me moaning and groaning and holding on the back of his head to keep my cock from slipping out of his mouth. I started to feel my balls tensing up and seeming to sense it too Eric pulled off of my cock and stood up again. “Now you try.” “I’m straight,” Eric pulled of his shirt revealing his massive hair covered chest in all its glory. “You want this I can tell. Now get on your knees and suck my cock.” I don’t know what made me do it but I sank to my knees, Eric pulled his cock from the waistband of his shorts, smacked me in the face a few times and then I opened my mouth wide and began blowing this beautiful man. As I emulated what he had just been doing to me his cock began to grow and engorge until I was convinced that it wouldn’t fit in my mouth any longer. “Good boy, you work that man cock, get it good and hard.” What the hell was I doing? I was gagging this man’s ever hardening cock down my throat and loving every second of it. This was better then anything I had ever down with a girl. The smell of Eric’s sweat burned in my nose and I could taste the sweet salty liquid on his cock and I swallowed. He placed his big strong hands on the back of my head and guided me to begin bobbing up and down on his shaft. His cock brushed against my tonsils and I heaved for a moment before swallowing hard and feeling his cock slid down my throat. Everything was perfect. My jaw stretched as wide as it could, I felt pubes around my nose and balls against my chin and opening my eyes I found that I had slid Eric’s entire massive cock down my throat and was now sucking it with ease. I looked up at Eric and saw that he had his phone in one hand and the other holding my head in place as he started to thrust in and out of my mouth. I panicked a little, but never thought to take his cock from my mouth. There was the click of the camera and I widened my eyes in shock. “Don’t worry boy, just a pic for my husband to show him what’s waiting for him at home.” My brain was screaming at me to spit his cock out, pull my pants up and run, but my cock was throbbing, my mouth was drooling and for the first time in my life I felt an itch grown inside of me that I did not yet understand. “You’re a hot little cock sucker aren’t you.” Without knowing why I nodded, and grabbed Eric’s well built thighs pulling his cock into my mouth completely once more. “I’m gonna have some fun with you tonight.” Eric let go of my head and grabbing me under the armpits pulled me to my feet and kissed me again. This time was rougher, he shoved his tongue into my mouth and held my face close to his with his rough hands. I melted into him, feeling his warm sweaty body pressed against mine, his massive cock trapped between up. “Turn around,” he whispered in my ear. Don’t do it, my brain told me, you’re not a fag. What the hell are you doing? I turned around obediently. Eric hugged me from behind, his hands resting on my pecs as he kissed my neck. I could feel his cock nestled in my ass crack, and I couldn’t help myself, I rocked back on it rubbing his cock with my tight furry ass. Eric began to kiss down my body, his tongue tracing my spine as he once more sank to his knees. His tongue came to my tailbone and I shuddered, it was as if a bolt of electricity had gone through my body. I involuntarily arched by back. “A natural bottom,” Eric muttered and with one hand between my shoulder blades and one on my hip he forcer me to bend over so that my chest was resting on the table. He spread my ass cheeks with his hands and I felt cool air on my hole. Then something warm and wet touched my hole. Two reactions shot through me, the one from my mind of RUN, the second from my ass: GOD NEVER LET THIS STOP. It was as if the way I thought about myself and my body and what I wanted was at war with what my body was experiencing. That itch I had started to feel earlier began to become a burn and find a home in my ass Eric’s tongue brushed against my tight hairy little virgin pucker. Eric pushed down on the small of my back forcing me to push my ass out more and I felt his tongue make it’s first attempt at entering my hole. The war raged on inside my body but I made no attempts to stop Eric, I just kept moaning loudly. I could feel my hole becoming slick with his spit and weather it was from the spit or the warmth or his breath or the repeated darting actions of his tongue I could feel my hole slowly starting to relax and bloom allowing more of Eric’s tongue to dip inside. My cock was hard as a rock and dripping precum but I felt no interest in jerking off my focus was on my internal conflict and on the waves of pleasure that emanated from my steadily loosening hole. “God you have a beautiful hole, tight, pink, and furry. I love it. Nice virgin hole.” Something rough pressed against my hole for a moment along with Eric’s tongue I looked over my shoulder trying to see what he was doing and I gasped when I realized that it was his finger. He briefly sucked on his finger and then pressed it again to my hole. Now slick with spit his finger didn’t just rebound off of my tight pucker but pressed inward a little bit, but my hole resisted. Eric returned to working my hole with his tongue but kept a steady pressure on my hole with his finger. My mind was becoming foggy and the argument between my brain and my body was becoming less and less. I started to think things like: if it feels so good how can it not be what I want. Eric increased the pressure of his finger on my hole, hocked a big glob of spit onto my hole and suddenly something gave way and his finger just slid inside of me. I gasped, it didn’t hurt, not at all, it was like a when you finally manage to scratch a really bad itch on your back that you couldn’t reach; and there ended my internal strife, a decision had been made, my body won and silenced my brain. I pushed back against his finger trying to swallow more of it up. Eric responded by slowly and deliberately sliding his finger in and out of my hole making me moan loudly. I felt sweat spring up on my back and it was hard to catch my breath. Eric chuckled softly to himself and withdrew his finger. I felt empty and alone for a moment and then I felt the finger return but it was thicker this time; two fingers. He repeated the same process until over the course of the next half hour he had worked all four fingers into my hole and was slowly twisting them in and out of my now loosened hole. Eric kissed my ass cheek and stood up with drawing his fingers from my hole. God I missed his fingers, the transformation that had taken place within me over the past forty minutes was complete. I no longer questioned what I was feeling and I knew that I wanted to keep his fingers inside my hole forever. That is until what happened next. Eric rapped an arm around me and pulled me up from my bent position, kissing my neck, his warm musky body pressed against my own. “You have such a sweet virgin hole boy,” he shifted his weight, “but I think you’re hole is ready for more,” with his free hand he bent his cock down from where it rested in my ass crack and aimed it at my now slick and loosened hole, “what do you say we bust that cherry?” I was grinding my ass back against his cock, relishing each time I felt his cock snag on my ass ring, but this was not enough for Eric. He let go of my chest and pushed me back down on the table so that my ass was once again spread out before him. My whole body seemed to have become electric and I sensed every tiny shift that Eric made as he shifted himself into position and began to ever so gently press his thick mushroom headed cock against my hole. His four fingers had opened my up a lot but my hole as still far to tight for Eric’s cock, he pushed harder, hocking up another big glob of spit right onto where his cock head met my hole. The itch I had felt earlier was getting worse, I felt as though there was a burning inside of my hole and only getting Eric’s monster cock inside of me could make it stop. I flexed my ass muscles and twitched my hole like I was taking a shit and felt for a brief moment my hole open up and a tiny bit of Eric’s mushroom head slip inside. I did it again this time pushing back against his cock and felt a little bit more slide inside. “Jesus, you can’t wait to pop that cherry can you boy? Alright then lets do this. When I push you flex your hole.” Eric grabbed me by the hips and started to push hard against my hole, he managed to force a little bit of the head inside without my help but then I flexed my hole and between his pressure and my open hole the head of his cock shot into my ass with a pop. It felt like a soda can had just been shoved up my ass, but I loved it, I wanted more. Eric stopped pushing for a moment, then spat on his cock and pushed hard again sinking about another inch of his cock inside me. He did this several more times till at long last I felt his thick black pubes against my ass and his balls resting against mine. Sweat covered my whole body and I was shaking a little. My hole was twitching around Eric’s cock trying to pull more of him inside of me. After what seemed like a glorious eternity he began to pull out until only the massive mushroom head remained in my hole, and then just as slowly he pushed back in again. A whimper escaped from my lips. “You like that thick cock deep inside you boy? You like feeling your cherry disappear as my cock invades your sweet wet boy cunt?” “Yes,” I said breathlessly. There was no denying what I wanted, no claims of being straight, no claims of wanting to be a top either, my cock was hard as a rock but I had no interest in it, all that mattered was Eric’s cock. “What do you want now boy?” Eric pulled out to the tip again, “Do you want me to fuck your boy cunt?” He plunged back in, harder then he had before, “You want me to pound your hole?” “Yes,” I moaned. “Yes what?” He withdrew again. “Yes I want you to fuck me.” And there it was, there was no taking it back, I had admitted what I wanted. “Good answer boy.” Holding me by the waist Eric started to make me grind forward and back on his cock and he pulled in and out picking up his pace rapidly until in a short while he was hammering away as though he were fucking a well broken in hole. I was moaning like a bitch in heat and I knew it. Everything else in my mind had gone blank and all that I could focus on as my hole and his cock. Faster and faster he went, now slamming his cock in hard so that the room filled with the sound of flesh smacking flesh. He grabbed my shoulders for better leverage and I started to buck back harder, meeting each thrust with equal force. By now I was practically screaming my vocabulary reduced to three phrases: Yes; Please; and Fuck me. “You wanna ride my cock boy?” “Fuck yes” Eric pulled his cock from my ass with a soft squelch and layer down on the floor his cock sticking straight up to the ceiling. I practically flung myself on his cock, positioning it at the opening of my no longer virgin hole and sitting down hard. I bounced up and down letting gravity pull me back onto Eric’s cock each time. Both of us were covered with sweat and it was as if the whole world smelled of sex. Eric’s breathing began to change and he started to buck his cock up into me as I rode. Quicker and quicker he pounded till after ten more minutes he growled, “I’m going to cum, I’m so fucking close. I’m gonna breed that sweet cunt and make you into a real bottom boy.” “Yes breed me,” I groaned, not really knowing what I was saying. “You want my seed boy?” “God yes!” “Ok, well get ready cause…. FUCK!” He never finished his sentence he just grabbed me by the shoulders and forced me to bottom out on his cock while I felt his shaft pulse and throb deep in my guts and a new kinda warmth spread through my body. His cum filled my hole and started to leak out a little down his cock onto his balls. I was panting, but my lust was unslaked. I leaned in and kissed Eric as he had kissed me before he started eating out my hole, rough and hungry. I ran my hands up and down his hairy body feeling the mixture of the hair with the sweat. Eric pulled me close and kissed me too before just hugging me to his chest, his cock still buried deep in my stretched out hole. “Jesus when you sent me a picture of some cock sucker on your tool I expected to find a twink waiting at the door to suck my cock, not find you with your cock still inside of his cunt and your load leaking out.” I sat up, dropping down all the way on Eric’s cock in so doing and gasped, when I heard the new voice. “I took one look at this cherry hole and I had to breed it.” Eric said to the new comer. “Cherry hole you say. Well then I’ll need to taste it too.” “Kid this is my husband Matt. Hope that hole’s feeling good cause it’s in for a long night.”

Chapter I. When I was in college, I dated this great guy. He was out on campus and at home. Over that fall semester, he told me he’d never brought a guy home and would love to show me around his hometown. He was from a decent-sized town with like three gay bars. We’d had some raunchy times together, and he’d just started letting me top him bareback. He’d dated guys his senior year, but never played raw and told me he’d had a reputation for being a bit of a prude. Now that we were off-campus and had our own apartments, it was easier to fool around, but we both had roommates. Our fuck sessions were limited to nights when his or my roommate had an evening class. We’d gotten good at scheduling dates, but forcing sex to happen on a schedule was a bit of a drag. When we had planned evenings together, I always carried a ‘fuck bag’ with lube and condoms, until one night, unscheduled, we met up crossing campus. He’d been flirting with a guy from home that he’d met on one of the apps. My guy was super horny. He basically pushed me into the bushes behind the library and bent over grabbing his ankles. He begged me to fuck him raw, so I obliged, lubing him up with spit and slid right in. It felt so very good. My guy was usually kind of passive, but the outdoors, the risk of being caught, and whatever he’d been texting with this other man really got him going. He was pushing back on my raw cock and riding me hard. I had no trouble staying hard, as sometimes happened with rubbers, and had to pull out and slap my dick on his slippery hole a few times to keep from cumming too soon. After three times trying to delay the inevitable, he moaned and begged for my seed. I rewarded his efforts by pumping my load deep into his hole and rocking my hips forcing my cum deep inside him. We were both sweaty, but pulled our clothes on and went our separate ways. We kept fucking raw like rabbits, in alleys, behind bushes, in mensrooms, darkened lecture halls, and even back at our own apartments. Now, headed off out of town for our first road trip together, we even fucked in the station as we waited for the bus to take us back to his hometown for Thanksgiving break. When we got to our stop, a guy my dad’s age met us at the station and gave my guy a big bear hug, and me a sincere handshake and pat on the shoulder. My guy introduced him as Tom, and we hopped in. Tom drove us to my guy’s parents’ house and told us he’d see us around. Turns out, they’d dated, and had broken up when he wanted to fuck my boy raw, but my boy wasn’t ready. Turns out too, that he was the guy he’d been sexting with that first night I’d bred him in the bushes. As he was driving away, Tom stopped and reversed, winking at us and saying we should go out with him to one of the gay bars tonight, sort of a homecoming, adding that he had someone special he wanted us to meet. We headed inside and were greeted warmly by my guy’s parents. We unpacked a bit and got ready to change into something for dancing and started making out in his bedroom. He pulled his jeans down as we kissed and brought my hand to his bare ass, still wet with my load from the bus station men’s room, and had me spread his ass cheeks wide. He asked me to get his hole more wet with spit. I started to spin him around to rim his ass, totally ready to eat my load out of him, but he shook his head and spit into my palm, bringing it back to his hole. I stood there spitting on my cupped hand and forcing it into his sloppy hole. He laid his head against my chest as I stood there, spreading his cheeks and fingering his ass. He kissed me as I worked to wet fingers in and whispered, ‘remember this position. We’ll need it later.’ He winked at me, pulled on his clothes, and headed downstairs. I was rock hard and horny for whatever was going to happen that night. I tucked my dick into my pants, put on a fresh shirt and headed downstairs. We waved goodbye to his parents and went back to the curb, where Tom was going to pick us up and head to the bar. Just as Tom’s car approached, my guy asked me if I would be ok with him getting fucked by another guy, like tonight. I thought for a moment, and my erection told us both I’d be totally ok with that. I grinned, but told him only if I were there and only if it was safe. My boy nodded, and we hopped into Tom’s backseat. To be continued…

Chris was a man in his 40's. He ran a dental clinic. It was a busy practice with several employees that earned him big profits. He was also a visiting professor, passionate about his job. He liked to take care of himself. He would do boxing at the gym and he liked formal dressing. But his passion left him little time for love, let alone that his friends didnt know he was gay. He didnt know if he had trusting issues or his country was not as liberal as he needed it to be. Thus he worked more and more. He had money and a reputation as one of the best doctors. But he was lonely. One day, a new guy showed up. He was a dental student in his final year. From the very first time he fell in love with him. He was staggered. His eyes, his smile, his face, everything. He didnt dare to make a move. He would just wait for this to let it go.

Last night I went out to a gay club, and picked up a yummy 24 year old top, who I bought home,he spent the night at mine, fucked me multiple times. I woke up this morning with him stick his cock up my ass again, and once again he bred me. I made us breakfast then we went for a shower and once again he fucked me, pinning me against the shower glass and just fucking me like there was no tomorrow. After that I went down on him to clean his cock and he started to piss onme so I opened my mouth to take his golden amber. I loved that he was calling me his cum slut. I rarely get to have younger guys and I rarely bring people home with me. But wow he was good, average size cock but he knew what I needed.

Katie spent the week at my apartment, she doesn't know who mugged me (and I've told her I don't know either) It wasn't that fun of a week, she was debating whether or not to take the contract and job up in San Jose. So we had a lot of real tense conversations. We were still debating when the weekend came. In all honesty it's a good idea whether we end up together or not, it's a good direction for her to go, and it would also probably lessen the risk of her finding out what has been happening behind her back the last month or two. I can still get it up for her but it takes a lot of stimulation on her end, and imagination on mine. We decided to head back to her apartment for the weekend and enjoy some drinks, games and see what the boys were up to. Every day and night I was worried Thomas would come back and poz me in front of her. The weekend was fun, and even with the enjoyable weekend she was still debating whether or not to go. Stephen suggested since I was mugged at my apartment that it wasn't safe, and that she should go up to San Jose and I should take her room. I made sure to give him a snarky look when she wasn't looking. I'm not even sure if he knows it was Thomas who "mugged" me. Everyone was I agreement that that option made the most sense. I was living month to month, and the lease at the apartment wasn't up, it'd be easier for me to sublet than for me to find a new affordable apartment during the pandemic. Sunday rolled around and Katie had to tell Mark her decision before Monday. The boys went to brunch and we stayed in and watched Netflix. The apartment door opened but we didn't hear the boys, and them Thomas burst through her door with Johnny and a guy I've never seen. We were clothed but Katie pulled the sheets up quickly and yelled. I backed away from the door and off the bed. "Don't worry bitch, we're here for his ass", Thomas said walking over to me. He took me by the wrist and twisted it behind my back, leading me back to the bed. He kneed the back of my knees which pushed my knees onto the bed. My chest was pressed down to the bed and my boxer briefs were pulled down to my knees, I lifted a knee and they were ripped off my legs. Katie was now sitting in a chair covered in clothes, with her hands covering her mouth. "You can have poppers slut, but there will be no lube, unless it's your mouth or our spit." Thomas instructed. Poppers were tossed on the bed in front of me, I greedily opened the first bottle and took one hit per nostril. I felt warm but it'd take a lot more now to get my head spinning. Thomas spit on my ass and then his dick. And started to press it against my ass. I took another 2 hits of poppers and stayed down with my head facing away from Katie. There was a click of a camera starting to film, and I took another 2 hits as Thomas slowly and painfully entered my ass. "Either way I would've posed you bitch. you just prolonged it and made it more painful for yourself by going on preP" Thomas said, spitting on his dick again. "I know" I mustered out. "You wanted it to be rougher didn't you, you wanted me to fuck you more" "Yes" I moaned taking another hit of poppers. A towel was sprayed with Maximum impact and placed between my face and the bed. "Come here and spit on my cock" Thomas said to one of the guys. Someone walked up next to him and spit, but it was clear it wasn't one of the guys. Thomas had Katie spit on his cock. I moved my head towards her chair and she wasn't there. "Now go back over there and continue rubbing your disgusting pussy as we poz your boyfriends ass." She leaned into the chair and I could see he wasn't kidding, her panties were soaking wet, and her hand disappeared beneath them to rub herself. Did this turn her on? Fuck, we're definitely over now and she's leaving. The poppers made my thoughts wander but also brought them back to his cock reaching balls deep into me as he started to give full thrusts. "You enjoy my cock in your ass more than you like your worthless cock in your girl don't you." "mmhmm" I managed between thrusts. "What faggot?" "Yes Sir" I answered. "Yes what faggot" "Yes Sir I would rather you fuck me than me fuck my girlfriend." I answered. I heard Katie moan. "Hear that bitch? He probably take cock better than you too" He said to Katie. Katie's eyes were going back and forth between closing in pleasure and watching the scene unfold infant of her. "Poz or not, this won't be the last time I, or my friends fuck you. Your ass is made for this and it will be ready when I want. Yes?" "Yes Sir" I answered. "Now tell me to Poz you" "Poz me Sir." I moaned. "Why bitch?" Thomas demanded, spreading my ass and lengthening his strokes into me. "I want your seed to be apart of me" "Why bitch" "Because you've got the best cock, Sir." "I think you want me to Poz you because you're a true faggot now." "Yes Sir" "Are you a faggot now?" "Yes sir, I'm your faggot" I said melting into the bed. I heard Katie squeak into an orgasm. Her legs crossed and my legs started to shake as my cock leaked cum from my semi hard cock onto the bed. Thomas saw it all and came deep into my ass with the same yell he had the first time he came in me in this bed the night of the party. The other guy slipped a chastity device on my cock and locked it, he tossed a key to Katie. She tossed it back to him, "That cock isn't for me anymore." "You can keep this room little bitch, as long as they agree to keep filming it." "wha-" I started to say. "You heard me, and I heard you. That cock is useless, but your ass is for cocks now. I'm going up to San Jose and you're staying here, and I want to make sure they film your dirty fucking ass every time. "DAMMN" Thomas said. "Given up by your own girl, Just as well, he'll be poz soon" I collapsed on the bed, Katie changed and walked out of the room on the phone with Mark. The guys left me to do laundry, a mixture of light blood and cum on the bed.

PLEASE MORE & SOON

Loved the story. I hope there will be another chapter, outlining each additional toxic load going into Jeremiah, possibly with Jeremiah coming to terms with being a cumdump and begging not also for his uncle's cock and toxic cum, but that of his buddies.

The part of poppers that has the desired effect is the fumes produced by the liquid in the bottle, not the liquid itself. The fumes should not be causing burns on your nostrils. Rather, I suspect you are placing the bottle in direct contact with the skin of your nostrils when you sniff, and that allows the liquid to come into contact with your skin. Always avoid contact between the popper liquid and bare skin, as chemical burns can result, and under no circumstances swallow any - that can be deadly. Instead of placing the bottle directly against your nose, hold it a small distance below your nostrils and breathe in. The fumes rise from the opening, you don’t have to vacuum them out. You can also avoid splashes by placing a cotton ball in a spare empty popper bottle and pouring a small amount of the liquid over the cotton and using that bottle - the fumes still rise, but the liquid is held in place. Also, I recently discovered that you can purchase special flip-top caps for popper bottles that expose a small hole in the lid when the flap is opened, also limiting exposure.

I know some of you guys consider a couple dicks each day to be a dry spell, but for me that's definitely NOT the case. So I'm excited to say that I'm sitting here, for the third day in a row, incubating someone's kids. This time it was my ongoing fwb. We met in my storage room for a quickie after work. He got so into it that I'm sitting here nursing a bump on my head from where he drove me into the wall. Not that I'm complaining! I got another big load from him - he told me that he hadn't cum since Friday - so now I'm on the hunt to see if I can make tomorrow 4 in a row. 😈

It took a while to happen, but I'm still convinced that the only person that doesn't know that Liam is Bi/gay is Liam himself. I know people say it only take five drinks to turn a straight man gay for the night 🙂 ... However, what straight man is going to sleep with his charge, kissing him good night and spooning until morning. Is Liam playing a very strange game to gain Alex's trust? Does he have some sort of hidden agenda? Is he working for someone outside the palace? His own thoughts are racing around his head this morning. Loved it and can't wait for the awkward conversation over breakfast.

the story is very Hot, love the follow up as the original was great too

Lucky Andrew! Wonder if Rob will get to feel poz cum around his cock??☣️😈💦

I was finally fisted completely a couple weeks ago - I wish I’d started sooner cuz I loved it. I was at Steamworks in Berkeley, CA, where I had been busy getting bred real nasty and anon at the gloryholes. A good night getting plowed and seeded by 8 anon guys. I finally took a break, very happy and floating a bit, took a few steps and decided I wasn’t ready to go anywhere yet, so I lay myself out on one of the fuck tables, naked, legs spread, with my little pussyhole tingling, gaping, gripping cum and completely exposed to anyone passing close enough to see (it’s very dark back there). I lay there for a few minutes when a hand gently stroked my ass and probed my sloppy little hole with a finger. I gasped with pleasure and arched my back in response, so he put another finger in, and another and another and started stretching my already loose hole. It felt great. He patiently carried on stretching, sliding his hand inside me - a little more each time - interspersed with more stretching and soon was up to and beyond his knuckles, and was getting crazy intense. I writhed like a belly dancer on the table and moaned and pushed back against his persistent ministrations. I don’t know how much time passed while this was going on, band we’d amassed a small, but significant audience watching. I did notice that quite a few were jacking off watching our entertainment. He still pushed into me millimeter by millimeter, and I realized I was moaning loudly and going up on my toes each time he did. Then it changed in one great rush. I gasped and shivered, then I looked back and saw he had his whole hand inside me and was a good 5-6 inches beyond his wrist, and was gently, almost imperceptibly fucking me with his fist. Then he moved just a bit deeper and it was suddenly incredibly intense again. With a “Wow!” I was back up on my toes again. He told me to lay down again and just relax, so I did, and he pulled his arm out of me. I lay there shivering in an amazed near-orgasmic dream state, and I believe I was whispering “oh my god” over and over with an enormous grin plastered on my face. He got up, smacked my butt cheek sweetly, told me “Good girl” and he was gone. I have no idea who he was, but I thank him for doing that. When I rose from the fuck table, I felt what I thought was sweat running off my ass and legs, but then I realized it was cum. I guess a some of those masturbators had taken the opportunity to shoot their loads all over my now- really gaping asshole. I stumbled to the showers and went home shortly after. one thing I noticed right away is that now, when someone fucks me, I have no real problems about being too tight anymore. Spit or lube, and and any cock is an easy entry. Really very cool!

Decided to go to Steamworks so got ready and all prepared for some deep fucking. I arrived just before 600pm which i a great time for the afternoon / after work crowd . Got to my room slipped on the jock and walked out the door. A dude was in the hall with a nice cock asked if I wanted to get fucked (hell yes) less than 10 mins later load one was deep inside my ass. Went for a shower then back to cruising the halls within 5 mins found my next fuck and load two is mixing with load one. Shit if this keeps up my hole is going to be super sloppy and dripping. Great start for this trip to the baths.

OK so first things first: When I bottom I make sure my hygiene is always second to none. I get my hole so clean that I'm always willing to clean off a guy with my mouth after he's cum deep inside me. I'm the first one to say that a lot of tops don't appreciate the effort it takes to clean out, but I've always done it because the reward of a big creamy load in my hole is worth it. And besides, no one wants to have a dude pulling out halfway through and going, "Uhhhh we have a problem." So today was a first ... and it was odd, yet kinda hot. Got hit up on Manhunt by a guy about 15 miles away. His pic showed a big, thick tool so I was instantly interested. We did the usual back and forth, then I gave him a time and explained I had to get ready. "Don't," came the reply. Huh? Turns out this guy likes to fuck holes that haven't been douched. I had been huffing poppers and watching porn while surfing the sites and apps, so my pump was primed and, realizing I could leave the house right away, decided against my better judgment to give him what he wanted. I hopped in the car and drove about 20 minutes to his place. I messaged him when I arrived and he gave me the apartment number so he could buzz me in. His instructions were simple: He had unlocked the door so I was to come in, lock the door behind me, and walk straight ahead to his bedroom, strip and suck his dick to start. I followed his instructions to the letter. Walking in, I found that he had turned out all the lights except a red lava lamp in the living room, and there was a faint glow coming from the bedroom. I walked into the bedroom and there on the bed was a big chubby guy stroking a thick 8-inch monster. Following his instructions, I quickly peeled off my clothes, took a hit from the brown bottle he had placed at the foot of the bed, climbed on and took him in my mouth. He held my head and rammed his cock deep down my throat, holding me there until I was gagging and drooling and struggling to breathe. This went on for about 10 minutes, till his cock and balls were slick and my face was a mess. As I tongued his balls he pushed me back, swung a leg over my head, and got off the bed. I had NO idea what to expect as he positioned himself behind me. He caressed and then spanked my ass, then positioned his cock head at my opening and slid in. No spit, no lube, just slid right in. I fought my initial instinct to clench, forcing myself to relax as he began to relentlessly pound my hole. It felt great, and I hit the brown bottle over and over until finally, his strokes slowed a bit. He was trying not to cum too fast. But I guess I was too much for him, because with a couple of mighty thrusts he was emptying his nut sack into me. He stayed inside me for a moment and I found myself huffing from the brown bottle again in the hope I'd get a Round 2, but he pulled out and lay back down on the bed, panting from the exertion. Contrary to what I expected, there was (thankfully) no mess. Not sure what I would have done if there had been. He was obviously spent so I collected my clothes and found the bathroom, where I cleaned myself up and dressed. I left without saying another word to him, but we exchanged Manhunt messages after confirming that we had both enjoyed ourselves - me much more so than I had expected! As I sit here typing this I'm still a bit conflicted. I'll continue to clean out for every top who wants to fuck me, but if he comes knocking again, I'm about 90% sure I'd go to him undouched again. Well, 50/50 maybe. Maybe more like 75% sure. Fuck!

I went there during my visit this past week (19th-21st). I had so much fun it was my first time to a bathhouse in general. I definitely have to go back

It was a long weekend of fucking and abuse to my ass. I have never been starved of stimulation to my cock, and especially in sex. It remained locked up, and even still has released cum 3 times. 2 at the hands of Thomas. 1 to the party. I would be left alone in Katies room, and when Thomas was ready for another round I would be taken right there or to another room or device to receive a fucking, and/or fisting. Thomas has cum inside my sore ass 5 times this weekend, and apparently, I was summoned for a 6th. I made my way out to the living room to see the tripod and a barstool chair on the balcony. I joined them outside and Stephen placed me on the seat, tied my ankles and arms to the legs and back of the chair, and placed a black cloth over my head. The camera clicked on and I felt two hands on my caged up cock and started to explore my ass. 1 hand started to finger me and loosen me up, 3, then 4 fingers, started to slowly work my hole. The hand in my ass popped in and my ass was sore, as this hand moved in and out of me two hands unlocked and released my cock, it stayed soft, but definitely grew in length from this fisting. The fisting stopped and I was left for what feels like 10 minutes. Then hands grabbed the sides of my ass, the tip of a cock was placed at the entrance to my now sticky hole, and it pressed in slowly, the lube from the fisting dried and this cock was not lubed. There was no pop into my ass, this cock was tearing it's way in. He got all the way in, and I could feel this cock pulling at my ass deep inside me. Cum from deep in my ass started to lube his cock and my ass as he slowly fucked me. My ass was slapped, the bag over my head was pulled so my head bent backwards, slightly choking me. The fucking got more intense and my body rocked the chair into the railing. Oh how I wished for a hit of poppers, not because this fucking was bad, I just wanted it to knock me out again so he could do his worst and I'd be completely at his mercy. He rammed into me, creating a loud banging of the chair into the railing and of course the sound of his hips pounding into my ass. He told me this wouldn't be the last fucking nor "his worst" if I still came out negative. This made me smile, hoping to remain negative just so I would see what Thomas would do. He fucked me long and deep, my ass now crudely lubed. He sped up one more time, driving into the my abdomen. My prostate could handle no more and released one last flow of cum from my long aroused yet soft cock. splashing on the stool rungs and over the floor. Seeing this must have driven Thomas to the brink and it wasn't long before he released his load deep inside me. He pulled out angrily and I heard him go inside, who ever was on the camera and who ever fisted me left with him, the sliding glass door closed and I was left on the balcony. I waited so long I started to fall asleep, I was then untied and led back into Katies room and was sent to bed. I woke up Sunday and finally got to shower, I scrubbed hard all over, the guys had written on me. Neg to Poz, Poz cumdump, written on my ass and legs. I did laundry, the sheets were stained with cum and lube. And I waited for Katie to get home from San Jose. She finally made it and she seemed pissed. I hope she got the contract, I know she loves her job. - Katie - The weekend was a success but Mark pissed me off. And now taking control of this contract up here in San Jose feels like the best option. He brought a girl with him on this business trip. No idea who the bitch was but Mark did not fuck me once. The girl stayed in his room like a pet, and once we were done with business Mark would leave me with the potential clients and go back and probably fuck that slut all night. It pissed me off, but what made my weekend was Straightbait posted multiple times over the weekend. I loved that this bottom getting fucked and abused is left to the imagination, it allows me to picture it being Trevor. Every slap to his balls or new cock in his ass would make me almost cum on the spot. Then Saturday night new content was uploaded. The same bottom was now in a darker room, and there was writing on his ass. There were more close ups as a large cock pounded away at his swollen hole. The writing said Poz this, Poz that. The last video was hottest and I swear I recognize the location. The bottom was tied to a chair outside on what looks like our balcony. The top even seemed to be in pain as his cock slowly worked its way into the hole. It looked dry. The more he pumped his cock into this ass it seemed to lube up and the top sped up. The top came one last time into the bottom and the camera was left on his ass that slowly dripped cum from his wrecked hole for the last 3 minutes. I think it was my balcony I remember the plants. This idea drove me wild, I wished it was Trevor getting railed but if it really was our apartment it was probably that kid we saw leaving my roommates room that night Thomas pushed Trevor into the wall. I looked up what Poz meant and when I read it was to turn someone HIV positive i almost gasped as my pussy twitched in ecstasy at the thought of Trevor getting fucked and impregnated with HIV cum. I got home and Trevor was there. He looked tired but he feigned an energetic welcome. He pounced onto of me as I changed into PJ's and my knee accidentally drove into his balls. He groaned and doubled over on the far side of the bed. "Sorry babe", I laughed, "but just as well, I'm tired from this weekend" We turned off the lights and as soon as he was asleep I took my phone out to the balcony, the same stool was still sitting there. 'Fuck' I thought, 'that video was shot here' I reached into my pants, squated down and masturbated right there, holding on to the fuck stool for balance. -Trevor two weeks later- I got home from work Friday, I had sent Thomas a screenshot of a second negative test. He wasn't happy and asked for my address, I did not however expect him to be there when I showed up. "Open it up slut, I want to see." Thomas said tapping on my door. "See... my place?" I answered. "No you fuck." He backed up and waited for me to unlock the door. I opened the door slowly, I knew what he meant. He pushed past me into my apartment and grabbed it... I knew it. He turned to me holding my container of preP that was on the table. "I fucking knew it!" Thomas yelled, he threw the box at me and it missed landing in the apartment complex hallway behind me. As I turned to retrieve it Thomas was on me, he pushed me into the hallway, then landed a punch to the right side of my face, and before I was knocked out, kneed in the balls. I woke up about 30 minutes later with a killer headache, I like them better after poppers rather than getting punched. I stumbled to the front door, and looked out to see my preP was taken. Thomas figured it out. My stomach sank as I thought about what he would do to me now. At the same time my cock was growing. I text Katie "Just got jumped, I didn't see who it was, they knocked me out too fast" "OMG" she replied.

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Usually I head out to my favorite fuckclub on Fri & Sat nights, and this past week was the same as most weekends. Friday night was fun, rutted in some Holes, cruised around for a while, had a beer, went back to the darkroom and porked a couple more holes. Sucked off a couple of Cocks ... no complaints. It was pretty much a standard "scratch the Lust itch" night. Saturday night though, was hottt. Went into the dark room and almost stumbled over a guy on his knees sucking a Cock (it's really dark in there), and the guy felt me up when I almost fell on him. So, I unbuttoned and gave it to him so he'd have two Cocks to worship. After a few minutes the other guy getting sucked started to feel my ass a bit, while it was his turn to get sucked. So, I'm cool with that. Then, I started my usual routine - started at one end of the breeding bench, rutting in Holes, and about half way down I reaized the other guy getting sucked was behiind me, feeling up my ass again. I guess he wanted something other than pumping his Sperm down the other guy's throat, and the real rush - the real Lust for real pigsex started to flow. I don't get fucked all that often, and I don't really like really huge Cocks up my gut. Having already seen this guys Cock while it was getting sucked, I knew it was a hot, hard uncut Cock, and nicely sized - maybe 7. Juuuuust right for my Hole. He wasn't saying much, but he did say he liked the looks of mine, and how hot it looked rutting in that Hole. So I eased my jeans down a little bit, my mind full of filthy, delicious depravities. As soon as he realized I'd slid the jeans down a it, his hand was in there, feeling my Hole, so I reached around my back and started jacking on his Breeder. He whispered in my ear "I wanna fuck you", so I bent over the back of the guy on the fuckbench I was rutting in, and that guy got on his knees and started to mouth spit up it. He hadn't shaved, and feeling the stubble on my ass was all the more Lust-inducing. By now, I was on the back of the Hole I was in, gently rutting, he was tonguefucking spit up my Hole, and that was waaaay cool. Finally he stood up and started working his Cock up my gut, and fell into the same fuck-rhythm I was using. The Hole I was filling realized what was happening, and started his own stream of breedtalk, and it was hottt - stuff like "yeah, breed the Hole that's fucking me" Well, I pulled out and backed the guy behind me up enough so I could bend over and eat the Hole, and - no surprise - my Cock defintely wasn't the first - his Hole tasted wonderfully full of seed. So the guy behind me pulls out, and joins me, and we sucked that Hole together. I hadn't seen it before, but he had a moustache, and even that started to taste great. Finally though, I stood back up, shoved my Cock up the Hole I was fucking, the guy behind me started seriously fucking mine, and in fairly short order he said he was about to Breed my Hole, which put me over the top. Felt his Sperm pumping my gut full, and bam - I started shooting mine up the Hole I was in. Now that's what I call a great finish to a great night of BreedLust. It's all about Cock/Hole/Sperm

I met my husband in October 1997. We met on a program called MIRC. I had moved to Phoenix for work and we did some dating. We slept together but did not have anal he was a top and I was a bottom. After Christmas when things were getting serious and he had asked me to move into his house, we sat on the floor of my apartment and he told me not to freak out and to listen to him. I did. He proceed to tell me that he had HIV and that if I felt that I need to end our relationship that he would understand. I looked him in the eyes and said So what. Best decision I ever made. We spent the next 20 years together and were married the last 5 of the 20. I stayed Neg The Whole time he was undetectable during the whole time back then we did not understand that undectable was untranslatable. We had protected sexier awhile but I got tired rubbers and told him if I got then I would get it. I never did. I lost him in 2018 due to cancer not HIV and miss him everyday but at least I had him for 20 years. Moral of the story if someone loves you enough on the front end then the news font matter.

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I was cruising the web looking for a nice trans hookup as it had been too long since I’d felt a good tranny cock pimping in my ass. I found one that was actually real on Skip the games and set it up. It took me longer than anticipated to get across town and she was just a little irritated with that. When I finally showed up she was already naked with her gorgeous light black creamy skin and hot cock waiting for me. She asked if I had condoms and I did not. I said I could go get some really quick and she huffed saying I already took so long so I offered my ass up to her bareback. She was only too happy to oblige. So I undressed and joined her on the bed. Her attitude changed as I took her cock I my mouth and sucked it hard. I loved the feel of her cock getting larger and harder in my mouth as I sucked and deep throated it. Her pre cum tasted amazing. She was more ready and eager than me when I told her to fuck me. She got her lube and lubed my ass and her cock and the pushed the tip against my eager hole. I was face down ass up on my knees with my legs spread as far apart as I could. She easily slid inside me and I gasped and moaned with pleasure. She didn’t waste anytime to start pounding away. I could have taken that cock for hours she was so good. She slowed her pace with long deep strokes and then got back to pounding away. I was in heaven. It could have been 5 minutes or 5 hours I really don’t know. She finally picked up her pace and I knew it was about to cum. I felt her cock harden and she went in balls deep and held my hips close and tight to hers as I felt her cock spasm. I loved having her cum dumping deep inside me. It was amazing. She got up and gave me a towel but I didn’t need it because I made sure to carry her load with me the rest of the day.

I watched Midnight Mass on Netflix, and jerked off thinking about Sturge probably 4 times over the course of the binge. His beard made me hard AF.

I find I get the same rush if I inhale through my mouth. I don’t have to worry about chemical burns and I don’t get headaches like I do when inhaling through my nose.

lol I am definitely one of those bottoms. I would conservatively say 99% of the guys who fuck me just think of me as a pair of fuckholes attached to a hot body. sure guys think I’m cute and sexy but they generally have no interest in getting to know me as a person or even knowing my name or anything else about me. its rare for guys to even ask for my number or email or any contact info unless they wanna fuck me again and have my hole on call. I actually don’t mind knowing that the men who fuck me are just using me to get themselves off or to fulfill their filthiest fantasies or do stuff to that they could never do to anyone the respect. as a community cumdumpster I know what my role is and I love it. im not the boy you bring home to meet your family, I’m the boy you pass around at a party or unload your balls in after work, NSA, no questions asked.

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HENRY'S SENTENCE - PART 2 The journalist's name is Adam Adebola. The photo on his pass didn't do him justice, chiselled jaw, dark eyes. He offers me a cigarette, but I decline. He lights up and sits back. 'You must be keen to get home...' I nod. 'And you think telling my story will help?' I stare hard into his eyes. He's my only shot. 'That's why I'm here,' he says. ‘Ready?' As the Jingle of the guard's keys fades away, I begin. Ayo said nothing as we drove. He stopped here and there with no conversation other than, 'wait here,' and 'I'll be right back,' disappearing into houses before emerging, laughing and joking with others. Eventually, we drove out onto the coast road. I searched for something to say but just a glance from him made me blush. 'Sorry,' I said. 'About last night, I mean...' He pulled over on the road and stopped the car near some small boats with local fishermen. 'Last one,' he said, ignoring my apology. 'This one'll take a while. Maybe go for a walk or something.' He nods to the dunes behind us. 'Local ice-cream about a mile that way. It's a beautiful walk.' I nod. 'Should I get you one?' I say, but he laughs. 'In this heat? You'll be lucky to get ten feet. And anyway, can't be taking you home all messy.' He laughs this big wide grin, his eyes flickering gold in the midday heat, and off I go. It's just sand at first. The occasional tufts of grass. And it's quiet. But as I walk on, the sun gleaming from the ocean, trees emerge ahead and people, men are leaning against them, smoking, disappearing amongst them. I put up a hand to say hello as I approach. One man, cigarette in hand, shorts but no shirt, sliders on his feet, nods back at me and inhales deeply on his smoke. 'Do you know where the ice-cream shop is?' I say, feeling like a child. He smirks, drops his cigarette, and reaches out his hand. 'Come.' Hesitantly, I take it and he leads me into the trees. His hand is warm and rough, and he doesn't look back as we walk deeper into the thick of the woods. The sounds of the ocean disappear and are replaced by other sounds. More men appear and disappear. Some of them are holding hands too. Then the man leads me into a clearing. We stop and he pushes me back against a large tree. I gasp. Panic. But before I can call out, he leans in and kisses me, a hand firm against my chest keeping me fixed to the tree. His thick lips are velvet. I don't even care about the faint taste of tobacco. I kiss him back and I'm hard, instantly. Then he pulls away, smiles, and grabs his own cock through his shorts. 'This what you're after?' I nod as if I have any choice, my cock throbbing, arse twitching. I pull him back to me and we kiss again, my hands slipping into his shorts. His cock is thick and long, and straight. I feel it with both hands and squeeze it gently. It pushes back as if it has a life of its own and he undoes his belt letting his shorts fall to the ground. His dark meat bounces free and he stands, hands on hip, looking down at it, then to me, then back. I drop to my knees and kiss it, slipping it into my mouth, running my tongue around his bellend and down his shaft as he moans. The taste of black sweat is intoxicating. I slobber over it like I'm starving. I can't get enough. Saliva drips from my mouth, down my chin. It runs off his cock in a steady stream of drool, then he lifts me back up to my feet and spins me round, so I'm facing away, and he pushes me back against the tree, pulling my shorts down. He kisses my arse cheeks before holding my hips and pushing me down, so I'm bent over. He pulls my cheeks apart and I feel his fingers probe my hole. He pushes gently, spitting and rubbing in a circular motion and I feel myself open. He slips his tongue inside me and it's all I can do to stay on my feet. I push out and back, dizzy, my eyes flickering into the back of my head. I want everything he has but he makes no move to fuck me, his tongue making love to me instead. Then there's a rustling and he holds me firm to keep me in place. 'Ready?' he leans over and whispers into my ear and I nod, eyes shut desperate for him to fill me. I feel him push into me and he gives a gruff groan. For a moment, it's just pressure and no give, then I cry out as he bursts through and fills my hole with his thick meat. Someone else steps to my side and slaps my face. I look up and it's him, the man I thought was inside me, slapping me with his hard dick, and when I turn back to see who's riding my eager cunt, it's an old man, skinny with a pot belly, the remains of his hair, white, clinging to his head, sodden with sweat. Several teeth are missing, his lips dry, skin ashy and one eye is white, glazed and misty. He grunts as he thrusts. Gives a little laugh as he sees me looking. I make to stand up, but the other guy holds me down, forces his cock into my mouth and before I can protest, they're both riding me, the old man greasing my fuckhole, the other gagging me with his fat cock. They work me together in rhythm until I’m exhausted and I slide back and forth from one skewer to the other at their will. The old man speeds up and the guy in my mouth follows suit. The old man grabs my hips, his nails digging in and leans into me feeding me every inch, so as I jump forward but the guy in my mouth pushes me back until they’re both groaning and forcing into me from both ends and I can taste it, the sweat, the skin and the meat of it and best of all, the salty, bitter cum. But that’s all I get, a brief taste, because he’s so far down my throat, most of it bypasses my tastebuds. When they’re finished, they both pull out and I drop to the ground, panting. I feel empty and my hole gapes, dripping the old man’s spooge out down my legs. It runs cold, quickly. I force myself to stand and pull my shorts back up, then I hear it. There’s a whistle and instantly people are running, shouting. Through the trees, I see a man in a black beret and blue shirt tackle a man as he tries to run away. Others run past me, and one man stops. He’s young like me. He looks panicked, just as I must, but he reaches out my hand and pulls me with him and I don’t argue. We run and run as more whistles sound and we hear more shouting, more thuds as others are tackled and handcuffed. Through the trees, I see one man go down hard. The man on top of him wears a beret, but his shirt is dark and he doesn’t handcuff the man, he beats him with his baton, repeatedly slapping it over the back of his head and spine. I pull the man whose hand I’m holding to a stop. ‘Hey!’ I call out, and it gets his attention. He rises to his feet. Grins. His two front teeth are gold. Slowly, he lifts the whistle that hangs around his neck to his lips and blows it. The man pulls me away. We run until there’s silence. Until there are no more trees. We run over the dunes, across the road and into a ditch and there we stay, still holding hands. ‘What was that?’ I say, but I already know. ‘Oga Olopa,’ he says. ‘Police.’ I nod. ‘What will happen to the ones they got?’ He shakes his head. ‘Nothing good. You shouldn’t go there again. You stand out. They’ll recognise you now. Go home and stay there.’ He moves to get up, to pull his hand away, but I keep hold of it, still panting, still catching my breath. He looks down at his feet and shakes his head. ‘Look,’ he starts, ‘there are safer places. I know a safe house, a sauna. The man who runs it is friends with the right people. They leave him alone.’ He tells me the location; a house painted blue on the outskirts of East Lagos, off a dirt road and in between a restaurant and a hardware store. ‘Maybe I’ll see you there,’ I say. He stares at me with something that’s almost a smile, then leaves and I walk back to the car where Ayo is waiting. ‘Enjoy your ice-cream?’ he says with a grin, but I say nothing and climb in the car, so he drives us home. That night, I wake up sweating, dreams of being chased through the woods and the glint of that policeman’s gold teeth grinning down at me. I sit up. My sheets are sodden, so I walk to the linen cupboard to get fresh ones and I notice there’s a light on downstairs. I guess curiosity gets the best of me too often. I step down, silently. I need water anyway. And there, again, in the dining room, is Ayo, pounding Anna. She’s bent over the table but this time he has one leg up on a chair and I can see everything in the moonlight. His big black balls bouncing back and forth. The thick shaft of his dick, glistening with her pussy juices. His perfect arse, round and high. I try not to make a sound as my hand finds its way into my shorts, then I catch sight of my reflection in the patio doors and Ayo is staring straight at me through it, grinning. The moment he sees me catch his reflected gaze, he speeds up, banging her cunt as hard as he can until she can barely take it, muffling her cries with her hands and the tablecloth. He thrusts and thrusts and this time he doesn’t hold back, grunting and groaning as if he’s putting on a show just for me, then suddenly he lets out an almighty roar as he unloads and I can see his shaft as it convulses and the bulges of his cum as it pumps out of him and into her. Then the pair still and his cock slips out of her, dripping with strings of pussy and cum. It’s then I hear the guard’s keys and his footsteps approach the interview room. He opens the door and steps in, and the journalist nods, stubbing out his cigarette. ‘Tomorrow then,’ says the journalist, and he disappears as I’m led out of the room, but this time not back to my cell. This time, the guard takes me to his office where the other guards are waiting and even as I enter, I can see the outlines of their cocks through their tight prison uniforms and I know exactly what’s coming. Hey Guys, Hope you enjoy. More parts coming soon. I've noticed other students also adding info for tips here, so I'm doing the same, though it's not required - I just want people to read and enjoy really. Happy to survive on protein donations from the many men who enter me daily, but if you fancy buying me a drink, here's my Monzo - Venmo doesn't exist in the UK! [think before following links] [think before following links] https://monzo.me/andrewjames37

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I stopped using condoms when I was 20 and got in a relationship then he fucked me raw only. I cheated on him a lot initially with condoms but one day this arab guy was fucking me and stealthed me then came inside, I was hooked since that day I cheated bareback with as many guys as I could and then would take my loaded ass home, when the partner fucked my hole he would always comment on me being so horny for him because he could feel it was extra wet.... He loved to fuck my pussy like that but had no idea there was any anon cum in there the whole time lol. Being the only one who knew there were multiple loads in my ass made me super hungry so when he pulled out I'd always give him the hungriest ass to mouth BJ and suck all that spunk until his dick was sparkling.

At the top of the stairs was a short corridor and on the left was a TV room playing porn. I had, of course, looked at plenty of porn in the secrecy of my bedroom, but seeing naked guys having sex on a big screen was exciting. I was also quite shocked to see they weren't using condoms as the camera zoomed in on a thick cock ploughing a gaping arsehole. A very old man sat on a sofa watching the film. He was naked and playing with a large, thick cock. He stared at me as I came in and emptied the bin of tissues with shaking hands. My cock was hard in my shorts and I could see him looking at it. Then he licked his lips and winked at me, all the time stroking his erection. I left him there, and went next door on shaky legs. The door was closed, and I heard someone gasping and grunting and a voice saying "Yeah...fuck him... that's it. Do him good." I didn't know what to do, but I was supposed to empty the bins, so I opened the door and went in. There was a large, circular bed in the middle of the room. A small, plump old man was kneeling on the edge being fucked by a tall thin man with shaven pubes as the third man lay on his side on the bed stroking his head and feeding him his cock. "Fuck him." He said again. I was shocked, and excited and embarrassed all at the same time, and stood there stupidly with my plastic bag, not knowing what to do. The tall, thin man who was fucking smiled at me and said "Don't mind us...ooff that's nice...you must be new?" He was so nonchalant I said "Yes, I'm Timmy" In a voice thik with excitement. "Good to meet you. I'm Sid" He said. He drew his cock out of the arsehole and I saw it was glistening with lube and bare. "is it still raining outside?" He said. I couldn't believe he was so casual, carrying on a conversation about the weather as he barebacked the fat arse in front of him. I found myself standing next to him, watching, as the third man opened a brown bottle. Suddenly, the room was filled with an aroma which made my heart pound and my cock even stiffer in my shorts. "Not gong to University, then?" He said, his hand feeling down the back of my shorts and caressing my arse. "N..no." I said. What is this? I thought. But his voice was so calm, so seductive I began to relax and diddn't resist as he took my hand, lent back and got me to feel his cock where it entered the kneeling man. The third man sat up and swung round onto the edge of the bed. "Good to meet you." He said. "Has Bill put the kettle on yet?" As he spoke, he casually grasped my shorts and pulled them forward and down, releasing my cock which sprang up like a poker. "Oh very nice" He said matter of factly. And then he took it into his mouth and I felt myself being sucked for the first time. I gasped, even as Sid leant down, picked up a crumpled tube of lube and squeezed some on his finger. "Yeah,