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If you have read some of my posts you know I work for a gay couple and one of them fucks me regularly. When we first started fucking I was very uncomfortable with it for several reasons, he was married and I have a boyfriend being the big ones. Long story how it all started. If you are interested I can tell that story in another post. So at first I made him come to me if he wanted sex. Again it was me trying to control things, dealing with my guilt, not wanting to let go. I live with them when working and have my own room. He would come down to my room at night and slip into bed. I didn't always give in, just pretended to be sleeping. That slowly changed. Being the cock hungry cumdump that I am I could not resist having such a delicious cock so close at hand. His cock is the beer can type, so fucking hot. Feels amazing stretching my hole. He fucks raw and plants his seed in my guts. As all you dedicated bottoms know when you get that need to be mounted and bred there is no ignoring it. One night I had to have some cock. It was very late, probably two or three in the morning. I went up to his room and started blowing him with his husband snoring away right next to him. I could tell when he woke up but he never said a word. His cock is so thick I have trouble sucking for very long. My jaw aches, my teeth start getting in the way. I powered through though until I got his load. Then I went back to my room and jacked off savoring the taste of his cum. That was the beginning of the end for my resolve not to ask him for sex. Slowly over the next few months I gave in to my needs, mainly the need to back up on that fine cock and rub one out while he seeded my hole. Eventually he bought poppers because sometimes I had a hard time working that fat rod up my chute. Being the popper pig I am it just made me want his cock even more. He has huge balls too so his fully packed crotch looks like two chipmunks fighting over a sausage. You can't take your eyes off it. He is a total tease as well. If we go anywhere for a drive he unzips and lets his half hard cock peek out. This summer I gave in completely and asked to be fucked. He has not said no once. He is often on the farm during the day so is available to breed me. One time I went to find him to get fucked and his son showed up and would not go away. I needed cock and wasn't about to wait any longer. I typed 'wanna fuck' on my phone and showed it to him. Very quickly he got rid of his son and five minutes later he was balls deep in my hole and I was begging for his load. I finally realized how lucky I was to have a willing top on call. Being very rural my options are limited. I don't work on the farm in the winter and am missing his dick. Next summer I plan making sure I quit wasting time and back onto his cock every chance I can. I am sure that will be almost daily. Every time I have snuck into his bed at night his cock is always hard before I touch it. I wait until his husband is asleep, the man sleeps like the dead, then I get what I need which is a thorough fucking and breeding. Anybody else in a situation like this or have a top always available to take care of your greedy hole?

she'd always had lots of gay guy friends. a __ hag, right. we'd gotten married right after high school in rural texas but moved to houston before the year was out and etched out a small life there. kalyn (i know) was sweet but dumb and thought that loving sex and the city made her progressive. she picked up some crappy jobs and made friends with a lot of gay guys. this was odd to me since i knew she was a huge homophobe. one night I tried to play with her asshole and she ridiculed me for being gay. "You know pussy is enough for most guys that aren't faggots." she was right about one thing though, pussy wasn't enough for me because I also wanted dick. we had started having pot luck dinners with kalyn's friends. mostly gay guys. it was lots of fun. one night we had ted and george over--pretty much our closest friends. kalyn had a little too much of her crappy wine and forgot who she was talking to and mocked me for being gay. George replied, "Oh well if he's gay we should probably have sex" "oh I didn't mean it like that." "No, we must find out if your husband is a disgusting fag." kalyn looked bereft. she hadn't meant to offend her buddies, but she was super dumb. I decided to exploit the opportunity. "let's get you to bed, okay?" **** I put Kalyn to bed and came back out. George and Ted were still there. They were both super gay. and hot. "Sorry about that. i dunno what to say, but she's kinda super homophobic." "Anyway, let me show you something." I went to a top kitchen cupboard and pulled down a dvd. i popped it in the xbox 360 and took a seat next to Ted on the couch. I pushed play. some gay porn started up. A skinny white guy was laying in a sex swing and getting fucked in the ass bareback by a biker looking guy. ted started laughing, "so you are a faggot!" george looked bemused. we all watched the porno. the first top ejaculated in the bottom's ass. "you ever taken a dick?" ted asked. "no. just a fantasy. i haven't actually fucked anyone but kalyn." i watched intently as the next man slid his penis inside the bottom. "you know you're getting fucked tonight, right?" i didnt respond for like 30 seconds, and ted and george waited patiently. "what if she wakes up?" "don't worry, i can tell she is OUT. and anyway, we'll be cool if she gets up." i didn't say anything but i got up and took off all my clothes. "Do you have any lube?" "Yeah hang on". I went into the darkened bedroom and poked around the nightstand. I found some warming lube I'd bought for our anniversary a few months back. i could see that Kalyn was zonked. i pulled the comforter up around her shoulders. I went back to the living room and closed the bedroom door. I handed the lube to Ted "ok i guess this'll have to do" I got naked and took off the back couch cushions, tossing them over the back. i pressed my torso against the seat of the couch and stuck my ass in the air. Ted lubed my hole and his cock. he slid all the way inside me in one move. I gasped. fuck that was intense! Ted fucked me like a slut, and fair enough. i struggled to take his dick but if i was going to try gay sex, i wasn't going to give up so easily. eventually, i stopped panicking and started enjoying the sensation. as he got close to cumming, ted started weirdly narrating what was happening. "yeah im about to nut in this chick's husband." i realized george had his phone out and was filming. "oh fuck yeah" ted pushed into me and george got up close. "this slut really is tight." "you were a virgin huh?" i turned my face out of the couch to say "yup". george was up close with his camera and obviously got a clear shot of me.fuck it. i got up on my elbows and said right into the lens "but im thinking about being a cumslut now." ted began to ejaculate in me, pounding my hole franticly. "oh fuck yeah bitch" he said a little too loud for comfort. he withdrew and i climbed up on the couch, laying on my back as i felt semen and lube slide out of my hole.ted was heading to the bathroom, which required going through the bedroom where kalyn was passed out. "hey could you grab a towel" i called after quietly. *** hello, i'd like to make some friends here. message me!

I was home from college and my family was hosting the annual Thanksgiving dinner. I really hated this time of year and having all the family over. My mom would stress out, people would drink too much and I would spend most of time in my room trying to avoid the chaos that ensued. My mom called for me to come down as dinner time was almost near. I tossed on my button up shirt and headed down stairs. The normal folks were there - my grandma, my aunt and uncle, but what shocked me was my uncle Jeff and his partner was there. They never come and quite honestly are a little much for me to handle. I was down there maybe 10 minutes and already couldn't wait to get back to my room and play my video game. My uncle and his partner were being super gay, annoying, touchy feely with each other, etc. They had to see me roll my eyes a number of times. Eventually I put my dirty dishes in the dish washer and went back to my room to play my game. Even with my headphones I could hear people still downstairs partying it up and being loud. I couldn't help but to think I was at a frat party but unfortunately I was at home with family. This was not my idea of a fun party. About midnight it quieted down and I decided after I finished this segment of the game I would go brush my teeth and go to bed. As I walked into the bathroom there was my uncles partner in the bathroom naked. "Oh excuse me. I didn't know anyone was in here." I quickly went back to my room. I decided I would play another segment of the game and try again. I went back to the bathroom and the next thing I knew someone came out behind the door and put something over my nose/mouth. I started waking up and realizing I was tied up with a gag in my mouth. I looked around and recognized I was in the guest room that is in the basement of the house. I had no idea what was going on. Then I saw my uncle and his partner... "oh look the stuck up judgmental asshole is coming too" said my uncle Jeff. "What are you doing? Let me go." I said "We will let you go once we have taught you a lesson. However, it is going to be up to you how you learn your lesson. It really isn't nice to judge people. So we are going to show you what it means to be a fag. So that way you realize you're not any better than us." Jeff said. "No fucking way. Let me go. I am no fag." "Look you really don't have a choice on that. Your choice is simply going to be do we do it the easy way or the hard way. Don't think your parents are going to come to your rescue because we slipped them a little something in their drinks to make sure they will be out all night. Ironic thing is we had no intentions to do this until your snotty behavior at dinner. That is when we decided we needed to teach you a lesson and forego our other plans." "Look I am sorry. It's just not my thing. I prefer to be left alone. Just let me go and we can pretend none of this happened." "Too late boy. You are about to get what you deserve.....

This is based on a true story and it happened just about 4 years ago. I had been fairly new to the scene had probably fooled around with about 6 guys mostly giving and receiving oral and had been fucked once. I was on this hookup site and had been talking with this guy for a couple days trying to get a feel for him as he was for me. He asked me what I was into and what I wasn't. I told him that I was fairly new to the scene and had probably fooled around with about a half of a dozen men mostly giving and receiving oral and had been fucked once. Some of the things I would like to try is some ass play more on receiving and maybe some toys but til I have more experience getting fucked. He told me that he was versatile(more a versatile bottom) and how he likes to get fucked and have toys used on him(he had sent me some pictures of the toys he had) and that he had a lot of toys and most of them were very big and thick. He also said that he had a playroom that had a sling,a fuck bench and some other things. He asked if I ever PNP. I asked him what did he mean(never heard or did T) he said some guy like to PNP with T because they are more wild and like feeling that warm rushing feeling. I said I don't think that I could do anything like that(for personal reasons.) He seemed ok with it. We decided to meet up that following weekend at his place. He had informed me that he had a couple roommates but that they probably would be out for the night. I had gotten there on a Friday night around 8 and we started talking. His name was Chris he was about 5'10 160 lbs with short brown hair and eyes and he had a goatee and about 55 years old. He was in good shape and from what I could make out from the sweat pants he had on he was more than average size(and cut.) While talking he asked if I wanted anything to drink so I said sure he went to the cabinet and grabbed 2 glasses as he did I noticed him looking in the glasses( figured he was making sure that they were clean,come to find out the glass he gave me had G in it.) He handed me my glass and I took a big gulp as I was thirsty. We talked some more I had finished the glass he gave me and I had asked if I could use the bathroom and he pointed me towards the bathroom when I had come back out the glass was full again and he said grab your drink and let me show you the playroom. As we were walking to the playroom I was taking sips from the glass and I started to feel funny(but in a good way) I felt a little light headed and really horny but I didn't think it was from the drink he gave me because I had watched him pour the juice in it. And he seemed perfectly normal so it couldn't be the juice. When we got to the playroom I was starting to feel really hot and asked if it was ok to take my shirt off he looked at me and asked if I was feeling ok and I said yeah I just started to feel really hot and he said ok as he was showing me around the room I couldn't help looking back to the sling(it was a nice size one and it had straps on all 4 chains that held the sling up that was hanging in the middle of the room and the fuck bench looked very comfortable as the padding on it was thick( just by feeling it) he noticed that I kept looking over at the sling and he said you like that. For the first time I went to say yes but it sounded like I started to slur my words and I was feeling really light headed and more horny than I had ever felt. He said you sure your ok you don't look good. I said I just feel a little light head and he said why don't you get in the sling here I will help you. As he helped me into the sling and I laid back he took my left wrist and put in the strap that was behind me and tightened it up and did the same to the right wrist but I didn't notice it at first as I was still feeling light headed and I wasn't really paying attention to him until he started to remove my pants as I went to stop him that's when I realized that he had strapped my wrist up and he continued to remove my pants and boxers off then he took my left leg and pulled it back til he thought it was in the right place and then did the same to my right leg as he put the straps on my ankles. After he was done I could feel that my ass was slightly lifted up and off the sling. I asked him what is he doing and he said that he had plans for me and that he wasn't a versatile bottom and that he likes to make guys think that he is and once he gets guys here he likes to get them high(he had told me the reason I feel the way I do is because he had put some G in my drink) and likes to have other guys come and use the guy he invited over. He said when he saw and read my profile that he waited to message me til he was sure that he could get a few guys he knew would be interested in using me. Then he said he had placed something on another site he belonged to and said that he would be hosting a new guy who wants to be used and that he likes big cocks and toys. He said that he was surprised by all the guys who were interested and most suggested that it would be even hotter that if the guy was feeling wild and piggy as he walked over to the table and opened up a black bag that was on the table and pulled out a bag that had something that was clear and crystal like and crushed it up and then he pulled out a needle and put some of that clear crystal like substance in the needle and then he put some water in it. After he shook it up for a minute or 2 and then he grabbed what I knew was a tourniquet and put it around my arm and tightened it up and just before he put the needle in my vein he said this should be good to start with as I noticed that he had about a .4 and once he saw the blood he said away we go as I watched him push the plunger down and just before he finished pushing what was in the needle I started to cough and this feeling I never experienced before started to take over my body. I felt this warm rushing feeling run threw my entire body and it felt like my asshole was on fire I literally could feel it pulsing and throbbing. He pulled the needle out and said how you feeling as he stood where my ass was and said you must be feeling good as I felt him start to rub my pulsing and throbbing hole and I couldn't stop him if I wanted to as my wrist were still strapped up. Then he went to his bag again and pulled out another needle but this one didn't have a needle on it and he filled it half way what I thought was water(but it was more G) then he put a little bit of lube on and in my hole as he stuck the needleless needle in my hole and I could feel my hole start to burn a little bit and he said it will only last a minute or 2 but It will make me feel really good I had already started to feel good from the slam he gave me but once that g started to kick in my only thought was to have my hole played with or fucked really good. He said that his friends will be here soon and that he had to go get ready as well then he walked behind me and put a blindfold on me and then he unstrapped one of my wrist and said you will need this it's a bottle of poppers. I was thinking why would I need poppers he said that he will be back soon. I heard him moving around and then I felt something wet in around my hole and whatever it was he made sure that there was plenty and then I heard the door open but right before he shut the door I heard this noise and felt something pushing against my hole as he said enjoy it and shut the door I couldn't believe he had not just left me like this and to top it all off he had lied to me and now I am so high and horny and I can't get away. Even though he unstrapped one of my wrist I couldn't reach my other wrist or my ankles to unstrapped them. And then whatever was pushed up against my hole had slowly starting to open and stretch my hole I took a hit from the poppers and I could feel my muscles in my hole start to relax and then whatever was going in my hole drew back. I put the poppers on my chest and took the blindfold off and when I looked down between my legs that were still pulled back I saw this big and thick dildo(one that I definitely was not use to playing with) and it was attached to a fucking machine and it started to push back in my hole as I started to moan then I heard the motor start to get a little louder as the machine seemed to go a little faster. This continued for about 15-20 minutes and I was so high and horny and the dildo was now going faster and deeper that unconsciously I started to move my hips back and forth meeting each fasting thrust and then my hips started to move up and down as well as back and forth, I never felt my hole being opened and stretched like that I was so into getting fucked by this big and thick dildo that was not only opening and stretching my hole up but now it's going in and out of my hole that I didn't even hear Chris come back into the room til he started talking and when I looked I saw him standing behind the fucking machine looking at my hole getting fucked fast and deep he said well it looks like your ready for the real thing as he stopped the machine moved it away and walked to the table opened the baggie up and pulled something out of it walked back to me and started to push 2 fingers in my hole and I felt some burning as his fingers slid out then he said my 3 friends should be here soon and they want you primed up and ready to get your holes used More to come soon

Disclaimer: if you don’t like cheating stories then leave. I don’t need your input. I’ve posted a few stories on here before about how I love to cheat on my husband. And believe me, he doesn’t cheat. I’m not sure if he knows that I do or not. He’s caught me a while back and I’ve said I’d stop but I haven’t. We’ve recently started playing with other guys while we are together. We have one regular but have had 2 others stop by as well. It’s been fun—super hot watching my husband suck someone else’s dick and get bred. He begs for it and I know he wants it, which is why I wish he’d just let us play separately. With the holiday this week, I was off work. He had to work a few extra days, but I invited our buddy over. Since my husband works from home, this worked perfectly. While my husband was working, he could take some time and join in with me and our buddy so he wasn’t technically shut out of the fun. But what was so hot about this was when me and our buddy were alone together. I’ve hooked up with this guy before. He’s a married bear, slightly older than both my husband and I. It’s been 10 years since he’s bred me but it’s like it was yesterday. And now it’s super hot watching my husband makeout with him and ride his cock. My husband told me I can play separately while he’s at least in the other room but I’m going to see if this guy wants to fuck alone at his place. So fucking hot.

names James. I'm 31, 6' 1", dark hair, hairy, and have a fit body. I've been poz for about five years now. From time to time I would go visit my parents, and every time I was visiting them, it happened Derek, my younger brother's cute friend also was also visiting. Each time I also found we were eyeing each other. The time I first met him he was only 15, but now he is 18, about 5' 8", dirty blonde hair with a nice bubble ass. On a few occasions, when my brother and Derek were swimming, I went into Derek's bag and sniffed his undies. There's nothing like smelling a young man's underwear: always scented with precum, and sometimes I jerked and blew my cum in them - just for good measure. One night my parents were out of town and asked that I keep an eye on the house while my brother and Derek were swimming. At some point my brother went inside, leaving Derek and me alone. Derek climbed out of the pool and, as the water dripping from his treasure trail, asked "Hey James, can I get a smoke?" I immediately popped hard on. "Sure, Derek, but can you…" "Can I what?" "Ummm, it's nothing." "Just tell me," he replied. "Well, I just wanted you to turn around. You have a nice ass." "I'll even lower my shorts a bit, just for you." And let me tell you. From that point on I was determined to fuck his ass! I didn't care. I had to poz him. So the very next day I gave my friend Mark a call, and asked for his assistance in getting into Derek's ass. Mark readily agreed, and so the next day Mark and his sister to stop over. Now, Mark is about 30, and his sister is 19. I picked-up some booze and the five of us started to drink, and I made sure Derek got more shots than any of the rest of us. As Mark and I expected, Mark's sister got bored and wanted to go out clubbing, and I graciously gave them cab fair. As they were started to get ready to leave my brother quietly said Derek was going to stay home as he had had a bit to much to drink. Yes, all was going to plan. My brother and Derek's sister left, leaving me and Mark alone with Derek. "Sorry if I ruined your night, guys," Derek slurred slightly. "No problem at all," I replied, adding "Mark and I are gonna take a swim. Why don't you join us in the back?" "Sure, just give me another smoke," answered Derek. Oh, I'll give you something, I said to myself as I handed him a cigarette. With that the three of us wandered out to the pool, and Mark asked "Hey James, do you have any spare suits?" "Nah," I replied, suggesting "since it's just us, we can just wear our underwear." Mark and I immediately stripped-down, and James followed our example, albeit somewhat clumsily. He had definitely had enough to drink, still, he was the first to jump in, and I was next, although, since he was slightly drunk, he didn't move-out of the way, with the result I surfaced underneath him, and we ended-up wrestling our way back to the wide staircase. Derek tried to jump on my back to knock me back into the water, and as I staggered under his weight, I couldn't help but inwardly smile as I felt his hard cock pressing against my back. "Yo, Derek, what's that you got there, buddy?" I asked. "Sorry, dude, sorry, but you're hot, man," he replied. Joining in, Mark suggested "Hey Derek, if you think James is so how, why don't you show him how much you like his body?" With only the consideration of a second, Derek looked me up and down, grabbed my cock, and placed my hands on his ass as he began giving me an impassioned, if somewhat drunken, kiss. Knowing Derek was where we wanted him, Mark came over and the two of us helped Derek out of the pool, and into the bedroom, where Mark and I got ready to breed him. Somewhat to my surprise Derek said "Fuck, you're so hot! I can't believe this. I've never been with a guy." I murmured in reply, "Well, to be honest, I've wanted to play with you since I first saw you, so you're in luck: you'll get to play with not only me, but my buddy Mark." "I want your cocks inside me," Derek replied, but Mark suggested, "Well, maybe you should start by sucking us off for a while, and then we'll see who gets to tag your ass." And damn, for a first timer he gave a surprisingly good blow job, and while Derek worked on me, Mark began rimming him, getting him ready for my poz cock. Derek, fully aroused by the attention to his ass, was thoroughly excited, and I was happy when he abruptly stood-up, turned-around, and commanded "Fuck me, now." I graciously prepared to comply, and lubed his ass and myself with some Elbow Grease I had strategically placed in the night table drawer, but just as my head was knocking at his hole, Derek asked "Wait, do you have condoms?" Again I was prepared "Sure do," as I pulled one out of the same night table drawer. Derek slid the condom onto my cock, turned around, and presented his ass. Ever helpful Mark distracted him with some poppers, and I began to breach Derek's ass. "Good boy," I coo'd, "why not go down on Mark?" As he did so, I slowly worked my way into Derek's ass, although I admit I ran out of patience towards the end, and just rammed myself home. Naturally Derek yelped in surprise and pain, but I didn't pause: I fucked him vigorously, determined to leave my load in his hole. Fortunately Derek was a natural bottom, and within a minute or two had opened-up to the point he could exclaim "Oh, fuck, that feels amazing! Fuck me, James!" I urged him on, answering "You got it, buddy, take it. Take my cock!" "Fuck, I want you to fuck me every time you visit," he replied. I snickered thinking he was asking for more than he realized, but didn't let on, replying "Get on your back, Derek. I wanna see your eyes as I fuck you!" Now on his back, he replied "Oh, man, it hurts so good." And knowing I needed to shed the condom before I blew my load, I suggested "Hey Mark, why don't you crouch over Derek's face and let him rim your hole?" Mark and Derek thought this was a good idea, and as they positioned themselves, I kept pounding away, but each time I withdrew I surreptitiously slid the condom a bit off my cock, so by the time Derek's tongue slid into Mark's hole, I was barebacking Derek. Yup. My entire eight inch poz cock was now barebacking Derek, and I was very close to seeding him, so I asked "Fuck, Derek, where do you want me to cum?" "Blow your load in my ass, man, in my ass," Derek replied, only to resume rimming Mark. "Fuck, yeah, man, here it is!" I replied, as I pounded ever harder. My load was now about to blow, so I let both Derek and Mark know as much when I pushed my way in, balls-deep, and announced "Here, take it! Take my cum!" As I blew my load inside Derek's ass, he came at virtually the same moment. Not to be out done, Mark gave himself a couple of jerks and blew his load all over Derek's chest, and even Derek's face. So Derek was the model of a slut: cum covering his face as my cum, my poz cum, soaked into his ass. When we had caught our breath I gasped "Hey, buddy, you better get to bed before my brother gets home," but tired by the booze and the fuck, Derek passed-out, so Mark and I carried him into the spare bed and made him comfortable for the night.

Sorry for the long delay guys - here is the next chapter from the little bro: We lay there in a pile on the bed for a while as I slowly come down from the sex high of taking my brother’s load for the first time. I’m covered in cum and we’re all sweaty. I notice Marc stand up and my brother and I lock eyes for a few seconds before he slowly pulls his raw dick from my ass. I feel empty but very fulfilled…purely happy. Marc is dressed and Ryan throws on his shorts to walk out with his friend. I just lay there running my hands in the cum on my abs. Ryan walks back into his bedroom and sits on the bed. I sit up and look at him. We suddenly burst out in laughter. Both of us falling back on the bed, laughing so hard. Giggling. Smiling ear to ear. I look at Ryan, “so that was fun!” Ryan – fuck yeah bro, I mean. Damn. I guess we don’t need to keep secrets from each other anymore! I nod. Smiling. “Do you hook up with Marc a lot?” Ryan – Now and then. We met at a party a few months ago and he travels a lot for work. So he happens to be here now. Me – Nice bro. Wish I had been at that party! I sit up, looking at my brother’s hot chest and abs, his cock still semi hard in his loose shorts. Me – Why did he have to run so quickly? He always run after he cums? I was hoping he would have another go. Ryan – Awe, bro. You fucking slut. Did you want his load too? I grin, nodding. Ryan – Fuck Braden, you really are a slut. You would have let him cum in your ass just like that? Some guy you don’t know? Me – Do you have a problem with that, bro? Ryan – Fuck no. I thought you were hot as fuck taking his cock. I really want to see you get fucked again! Me – I bet you do – I saw how you looked at me when he started fucking me. Do you let random guys you don’t know fuck you bareback, Ryan? Ryan laughs a bit, “It is fun, isn’t it Braden?” I just nod. “It’s actually one of my favorite things…makes me so fucking horny!” Ryan – Good. That’s really good. I wanna see just what kind of wild gay slut you are, bro! Let me own your ass, bro! Me – Fuck yeah bro. I’ll do anything you want so long as I can get your cock inside me again! Ryan – Damn Braden. I’ve wanted to fuck your tight smooth swimmer ass for so long! Years I’ve been lusting after you…too bad I didn’t get to pop your cherry! But I’ll make up for it, I promise. Just two rules, OK? Me – What are they? Ryan – Always and only take a dick bareback, OK? No condoms. Me – duh! What’s the other rule? Ryan – You take any cock I tell you to. When you’re out on your own, you can do whatever you want. But when we’re playing together, if I tell you to let someone fuck your ass or mouth, you do it. Deal? I look right into my brother’s eyes, a little bit hard to believe just how wild and kinky I think he is now! I slowly nod. Me – Deal. I promise, Ryan. Ryan leans over and kisses me on the lips. I kiss him and open my mouth, responding to his body. Kissing harder. His hands running over my body. Ryan slowly breaks the kiss and let’s out a big sigh. Ryan – Fucking hell bro, you are so hot! No wonder you’ve had a lot of experience already! So there is a party tonight. Marc was telling me about it. You up for going? Me – Fuck yeah bro! Is it…um… Ryan – Gay? Oh yeah, very gay. I’ll get to see you having some fun, too. Long as you remember our deal. I intently look at Ryan. Grinning and nodding. Ryan – Go get dressed. Don’t bother showering. Put on something really sexy. I kiss my brother again. Then eagerly get up and walk into my room, naked. I have no idea what to expect but if what we just did is any indication, I’m sure it is going to be wild. My brother walks into my room and tosses something onto the bed… Ryan – Wear whatever you want, but start this this. Be quick, bro. We should leave soon! I pick up a black and yellow mesh jock strap from Breedwell and matching harness and collar. I smirk to myself, wondering what my brother really has planned for tonight. I’m sure he was planning to go to this party. I wonder if he’s been before? I know my big bro is a total slut now, but I really didn’t think he was as wild as I am. As I put on the jock, collar and harness, they all fit perfectly. I slip on a pair of skintight jean shorts and a crop top mesh shirt. I walk over to my brother’s room and stand in the doorway. I look at him up and down, wearing tight ripped up jeans and a tight tank top. I lick my lips as he runs his finger down my chest and grabs my shorts, pulling me hard and pressing our bulges together. He kisses me again and I nearly melt. I’m so fucking excited for what is to come!

Not everyone. Men who visit me when I host run considerable risk by starting a conversation before we get underway. I find a brain so much more stimulating than a cock that I can completely forget the fact that I’m naked and carry on talking for ages. In your case, communication seems to be the central issue. Looking back across your posts, the common thread is that you’re operating on a lack of solid information about what this guy thinks, and you’re filling in those blanks with guesses. The potential problem, as seen by a dispassionate outside observer, is that your guesses appear extremely subject to bias toward what you want to be true rather than objective. That is, you seem to take each observation that you tell us about and interpret it a certain way, but to a casual observer, your interpretation is not the only one possible and may not even be the most likely. The interactions you describe, however are clearly of a kind in which non-verbal cues play an important role, cues which, if an objective observer could see them, would completely change the counsel offered to you. We can’t see them. For that reason, BZ or any other internet forum will only be as useful to you as the quantity and quality (objectivity) of the information you share. Please bear that in mind. Your mileage may vary, etc.

Oh yes he was most definitely asleep. After a few glasses of wine he is out for the count. Over the summer I was fucked several times by his husband with him right there in the same bed snoring away. In fact he sleeps so soundly his husband fucks him without the guy waking up. He wakes up with a greasy cummy butthole. I’ve witnessed it. He’s fine with it by the way. No homos were harmed.

You’re making the assumption that the majority of people are critical thinkers who employ reason. Any given news cycle will supply an overabundance of evidence that the majority absolutely do not.

There is, potentially, a rationale that a man who does not wish to become positive might entertain in his mind for not using PrEP, and that is the fact that PrEP is not harmless. Some individuals may find the side effects not tolerable, and even if the short-term side effects pose no difficulty, long-term, consistent use of the medication in the way required to maintain an effective barrier to infection can potentially have adverse consequences for kidney, liver and some cardiovascular function, particularly if there are other complicating factors like smoking and obesity. I can see a man weighing the relative risk in his mind, given the frequency of his personal sexual activity, between a risk of slowly systematically essentially ‘poisoning’ himself with a harsh medication and rolling the dice on the chance of catching the virus, given its real-world probability of transmission. I can see a guy running the numbers and making a personal decision about his own risk. Which, in the end, is what every one of us does - only some do so on the basis of reality and some do so on the basis of fantasy and hype. Kimberley is apparently asking what reasons men base their decision to stop PrEP on other than simply wanting to be positive. I understand the question a little better, but from reading these boards for the last four years I’m still pretty convinced that just about any answer that would pop up would beg a response just like the first one I gave. Because it’s too hard for me to get PrEP/can’t afford it/doctor won’t prescribe it/my parents would find out Yeah. And all that’s going to be so much easier when it’s ART instead, right? Logical fail, especially when there are solutions to all these sorts of issues. Because I can just take PEP/TasP instead Get an education. TasP (Treatment as Prevention) is when you’ve already got HIV and are taking your ART to protect others. PEP (Post-Exposure Prophylaxis) is approached by the medical community as an emergency intervention. It has to be administered within 72 hours of exposure and then you have to take it for 28 consecutive days or it may be ineffective. The medical standard is that it’s for incidental, isolated emergency use, not a pattern of risky behavior - your insurance might cover it the first time, but good luck after that. It ain’t cheap. I just take it when I need it Then it’s not going to be in your body holding off the virus when you need it. You have to take it regularly, not sometimes. You can’t skip around and expect it to work. It’s not a condom in pill form. I don’t like taking medicine/don’t trust doctors Your choice doesn’t make sense then, because, sooner or later, you stand a significant chance of spending a lot of time in a hospital and then taking pills every day from then on. If I’m going to get it, I’m going to get it - there’s no arguing with Fate. I may as well fuck without worrying about something I can’t change Oh, a fatalist, are we? So the King, standing on the battlements of the castle with his soldiers, sees the barbarian horde surging across the plain. “Sire!” says his Captain of Guard, “They bring battle. We must close the castle gate and secure the surround!” “Nay,” says the King, “the Fates have spun the cloth of each of our lives already; if it is fated we should die by heathen spear, then die we shall. Why die in futile effort closing gates? Come, let us go in and enjoy our feast.” The Captain of Guard hears the King, looks again at the bristling line of spears, says, “Fuck that,” and tips the King over the wall. He shouts to his men below. “Close the Goddamn gate, and be quick about it!” Because only an idiot leaves the gate open for the fucking barbarians. My Alpha/Dom/Master/Sir/Owner won’t let me Okay, brother, let’s get really real here. I know what you’re saying, because a man owned my physical body for six years and did what he liked, right down to running needles through my nuts, so I get submission. And you and I both know, deep down, that that guy doesn’t actually have the right to decide that. It doesn’t matter what you agreed to, doesn’t matter what your “contract” is, he doesn’t ever get to decide to put your life at risk. Play is play. Don’t get it twisted. And I’m saying that as someone for whom it’s gotten pretty fucking twisted. There may be more “reasons” like these why non-chasers might rationalize giving up taking advantage of the miracle of modern science that has liberated us from the Dark Years when an HIV diagnosis was a death sentence and blithely live and fuck as though AIDS is something “nobody dies from anymore” (try telling that to Africa). But I absolutely defy anyone to produce a credible reason that doesn’t require him to put his life on the line to make that decision, and any reason that doesn’t give death its due cannot call itself a product of reason.

** While this story may sound realistic, I assure the reader that it is fiction. ** As regular readers know, I am a total slut who loves to get a room in a seedy motel and take anonymous loads from strangers. Of course, COVID put a major crimp in that fetish, but I've been able to resume somewhat, having had four encounters since the beginning of May. This is the story of my most recent. To help release some of the pent-up slut energy I've been nursing since March 2020, I decided that rather than just an afternoon, like I normally do, I would take an entire day off and spend it taking random loads. On the appointed day, I headed out of the house but instead of driving to the office, I drove to a cheap motel on the outskirts of town, near the highway. I always find that a motel with easy access from a highway exit helps increase my success. I arrived at the motel a little after 7:30 am, and while the desk clerk gave me an odd look when I asked for a room, he was happy to take my money. Key card secured, I headed for the room. I have used this motel a few times before. While it's convenient to the highway, one of the drawbacks is that it's a chain motel and therefore is 'family oriented' - short for there's no porn on the TV. Porn and poppers are a fun way to spend the time in between visitors. Still, I like it because it's relatively clean, and more importantly, the room doors all open to the outside so no one has to walk through a lobby. For a few days before I had been posting on sites like Doublelist and BBRT announcing that I would be available, so I had a ready group of guys to whom I could send the room number while I prepped. I went into the bathroom and douched. I had not eaten at all the previous day so I would stay nice and clean. Properly prepared, I taped the door latch in the open position, switched off the main light so only a faint glow came from the bathroom, and got on the bed. Laying on my stomach, I perused the apps. I updated Grindr and Sniffies to indicate that I was available, and checked my burner email account. As I had hoped, the pings began, and in short order I had sent the room number to even more men. I figured it was only a matter of time before the first guy walked in, so I grabbed my blindfold and positioned it over my forehead, ready to be pulled down at a moment's notice. I was glad I had - in less than a minute the door opened and in came the first of what I hoped would be many today! I pulled down the blindfold and got up on all fours with my ass pointed at the foot of the bed, but he pushed me back onto my stomach. I hit my brown bottle as I heard him undress, then the click of the lube bottle cap. In no time he was on top of me, his hard cock sliding into me like a heat-seeking missile. I could smell his aftershave and was sure this was someone dumping his load on his way to work. As I felt his cock spasm in my hole, the door opened and someone else walked in. The first guy quickly departed as I felt a set of hands caressing my ass - then another. Two tops! One positioned himself on the bed, directing my mouth to his cock. It was thick but not long, so while at first I had trouble wrapping my mouth around it, I was unable to deep throat him. Still, he tasted clean with just a slight hint of salt. While this was going on, the other pulled me up onto my hands and knees and explored my freshly creamed hole first with his fingers, then his tongue. It was at this point that the door opened again and I heard a voice. "Sorry we're late," he said. "Traffic." "Shhhhhh," the guy working my hole responded. From that point, no one said a word. 'We're late,' the newcomer had said. How many had come in? It took at least two to make 'we'. Could it have been more? It was still early in the day, and already I was on my way to breaking my previous record - a paltry nine loads in four hours. Soon the tongue and fingers were replaced by a cock. He slid into me easily but filled me completely. My walls stretched around him as he began pumping in and out. Soon I heard him gasp as his cock danced in my hole, giving me my second load of the day. The guy in my mouth hopped off the bed and took his place. No one replaced him in my mouth. In less than a minute he grabbed my hips and held still as he pumped load number three into my guts. Spent, he slid out and brought his now-flaccid cock around to my mouth. I greedily sucked the cum and ass juices off. It tasted amazing, sweet and creamy. More pressure on my hole told me one of the new arrivals was about to take his turn. He felt huge as my hole opened up to let him in, but he slid in effortlessly. He began taking long, slow strokes as someone else climbed onto the bed to feed me his cock. Then I felt the bed move again as someone got on it from the other side. There were at least three! In no time, I was alternately sucking the two cocks offered to me while the third continued to slide in and out of my hole. I was in heaven! The brown bottle made regular trips to my nose as I serviced these three men. At last the first one quickened his pace, and I felt him release a gush of cum deep inside me. The other two got off the bed and to my surprise, began alternately slamming their cocks into my well used hole! They took turns, each one slamming home before withdrawing to give the other access. They were both as well-hung as the previous guy, and they were hitting my prostate in such a way that I wasn't sure how long I could take the assault. The precum streamed from my cock as they massaged my prostate over and over. Just when I thought I might have to tap out, one grabbed my hips and power-fucked his load into me. He withdrew and fed me his cock so I could taste the cum on it. I savored it as the third took his place behind me and rammed home. In a few short strokes, he was giving me his load. Like his friend, he too fed me his cock to clean off. I had no idea what time it was, but I had no doubt that an hour had not yet elapsed and here I was with six loads in me already! I felt a little woozy from all the pounding (and the poppers), and shifted forward so I could again lay on my stomach as the three guys went out the door. I needed a short rest and to check my phone before the next guy showed up. "Not so fast," another voice said. Wait, had a fourth top arrived with the other three, or had someone else come in while they were fucking me? I had no idea and anyway, it didn't matter. I was there to service all comers. I resumed my position on my hands and knees, waiting to take yet another cock on my way to breaking my record. "You're gonna feel this," he whispered, and I again felt pressure on my hole. I heard the click of the lube cap and the cool drizzle of the liquid as it oozed down my crack and onto the head of his cock. He was MASSIVE. I had never had a cock this big inside me before, I could tell. I reached back to feel him and felt as though I was grabbing someone's forearm. Was he going to fist me? But no, I felt both his hands on my hips as this gigantic cock penetrated me, stretching my hole and rectum to dimensions they had never been stretched before. It hurt with a burning, searing pain but I was determined to take that cock. I took mighty huffs from my brown bottle, gritted my teeth, and thrust back to meet him. I felt a burning pain as my poor asshole struggled to accommodate such a huge piece of man meat. I kept hitting the brown bottle to loosen myself up. Thankfully he was gentle, easing out and then slowly sliding back in as I got accustomed to his size. Gradually I did loosen up, and he began to go faster. My mind's eye pictured the gape I would have when this stranger was done with me as his pace picked up more and he plowed me relentlessly. At last he let out a low, animal moan as he unleashed his cum deeper than any man before. He pushed me forward and I lay on my stomach on the bed, his giant cock still embedded in my ass. He lay on top of me with his mouth close to my ear. "The last six guys who fucked you," he said, "were all poz. None of us is on meds. Hope you enjoyed it." I froze. My vision went blurry and I was unable to hear anything. I rarely if ever ask a guy's status before he fucks me bareback. I accept the risk that some of the guys who fuck me might be poz, but I had never envisioned this kind of scenario. Six well-hung poz tops using me in quick succession. If the first five hadn't torn me open, the last sure as hell had. Surely it had to take. I was knocked up. By the time I regained my senses, the last guy was out the door and I heard a car - presumably theirs - driving away. I lay there on the bed trying to digest what had happened, and what the implications might be. After a few minutes the door opened, and another top guy walked in. As though on autopilot, I got back up on my hands and knees as he undressed. I felt a finger slide inside me, then two. "Wow," he whispered. "That's some gape." Then his fingers were in my mouth, feeding me the cum out of my ass - the mostly poz cum. Six out of seven guys, that's what, about 85 percent? But I surprised myself. I sucked greedily on his fingers, cleaning off every bit of that cum as he climbed on the bed. His already-hard cock slid into me. He steadied himself with his hands on my shoulders, and proceeded to pump my eighth load of the day into my destroyed hole. He dressed and left without another word. Now that I was past the initial shock, I found myself craving more cocks and more cum inside me. The rest of the day was just that. Men came and went, adding their loads to the poz ones brewing inside me. I didn't know anyone else's status, and I didn't care. I felt free. And of course, no one asked me my status, or if I had a toxic brew inside me before sticking their raw cock in my hole. It was my little secret. By the time I finally got dressed around 5:00 pm, it had been nine hours and I had been fucked by 23 men, a new personal best. I went home, plugged my hole, then showered and took a well-deserved nap.

Today in a local park I got to dumb a 5 day load in a cute twink. Getting hard just thinking about that smooth hole and watching it dripping out.

I think people who are inclined to think badly of gay people and HIV positive people are going to think those thoughts regardless. I think sensible people will recognize that it's highly unlikely that HIV and SARS-CoV-2 are somehow mutating one another. The obvious reasoning - that HIV+ people who lack access to treatment or who don't receive regular treatment are much more likely to have a compromised immune system, and thus be subject to a coronavirus as well - should suffice for the non-bigots. For the rest, who are determined to think badly of us anyway, they're not reachable anyway.

2 days ago. I checked a cruising area nearby which i sometimes do after gym because i got horny. I wasn't expecting someone because of the bad weather. But i found a younger guy giving a blowjob to an older guy. The younger guy was completely naked and was pointing his ass to my direction. I walked to them and watched a bit to get hard. I then fucked the younger guy bare while he kept sucking the older guy. I could feel he took some loads already because no lube was needed. I shot my load pretty quick after 2 minutes banging his ass. When i finished and pulled out he touched his hole with the finger to feel the cum and smiled to me. Then i left.

At 12 by my father. He used to do it quite often. I knew it was bad and i was scared but i never really reacted against it.

I was trying to think of what happen and my age - think the most inspiring person was my mother / divorced - Italian - big breasts - gotten addicted having sex with black men in her bed room . Think at 10 yrs old - I was peeking into her bedroom window - nothing but raw sex - words - she was aggressive . I must of been 11 or 12 yrs. old - short cut through the woods to home - came upon 2 males ( 1 Black & hung and 2nd was white - fem - painted nails ) having sex - I was staring and they noticed - waved me closer . Soon we were chatting and next I was being given instructions sucking a black hung dick . I was seeing what it was all about my mom - feeling sucking 1 . Then the fem boy chatting / instructing me started taking off my pants - squeezing - licking - sucking me - then it happen - he rubbing my hole - sticking his small finger up inside my hole - telling me hang in there - saying I will enjoy it soon ! Then the Hung Back man gushed / exploded his cum load in my mouth - told me not to spit it out - hold it - then the white fem boy grabbed my head and started kissing me - his tongue in my mouth .Soon after the session - I learned how to lick a ass hole - the fem style . Soon it was becoming dark - I learned of what my mother enjoyed and I was told we should be friends - they needed someone cut there grass - I could make some money ! I did so - soon - I went to their house -cutting grass but I was learning and being transformed into a girly boy with them - butt plugs - trimming - shaving - watching videos - smoking - wearing panties - finally becoming a expert sucking dicks - cum loads . This happen to me about 12 and still watching my mother having sex - wishing I was with her !

Last week went for a walk about midnight in Palm Springs. There is a bridge over the wash famous for cruising. Sure enough there was a guy loitering about and as soon as I got closer he leaned over the railing. Thirty seconds later I was balls deep in his hole. No condom, no talking. Rutted and nutted and went on my merry way.

Part 8 Fucked, fisted and left bleeding... My legs ache as does my hole and yet I feel the need for more and as if reading my mind Martin asks, Does your pussy feel empty?” and I quickly respond, “Yes it needs to be filled, I can’t stand the empty feeling! I need it filled. I need more cum!” Martin then starts to tease my ass with his fingers, inserting one, then two, before I knew it he had four scratching fingers in my ass stretching my hole. He starts sliding all his fingers and a thumb into my ass. I instantly lost that empty feeling, now feeling very full but wanting more, my ass was fucking hungry to be filled wide and deep! I push back to meet his fist with full acceptance and my ass ring willingly opens fully sucking his thick fist in, in one go. Martin notices saying, “Fuck bossman! Your cunt is sucking my fist right in!” Martin pushes in to the wrist and all I can do is make primal moans of pleasure as I start to uncontrollably try my best to ride his fist. God knows what damage is being done as he punches in deeper but each time he pulls out of my ass I whimper like a baby and each time he pushes his fist back in I’m moaning in pleasure like the cumdump whore I’ve turned in to. “More?” asks Martin “Yeah, more!” I enthusiastically shake my head up and down. With that for an answer Martin is pushing his fist the deepest into my now gaping hole. “Pushing that dirty load in as deep as possible making sure it will never come out, making sure Aaron’s med resistant strain gets you first, although by the end of the night you’ll get every strain possible dumped into this worthless hole!” He then fully withdraws, pulling his arm up to my face showing me the cum and streaks of both shit and blood, “Here smell and taste yourself Pig!” as he wipes it off across my nose and mouth, I inhale the tangy aromas that immediately makes my hard cock twitch and drool more pre-cum. I watch goggle eyed as Aaron takes one of the large butt plugs off the shelf passes it to Martin who unceremoniously shoves it up my cum oozing gaping ass. “Now lay there quietly while we answer the ads advertising your Neg hole for a Pozzing fiesta here and at Sailors Sauna Club tonight.” In the excitement I’d missed the pinging text responses but Martin had control of my mobile and was answering message after message, telling me, “I’m giving the address and, ”the door will be open, follow the chain rattling sound of the sling. Before our guests arrive, you’ll get one more load from both of us and then we’ll leave you to the dogs.” The but plug is pulled out and a small drip of cum that was escaping my hole is roughly forced back in. Martin blows on my hole which in turn puckers and winks at him. His beer can thick blunt cock advances slowly, I squeeze as best I can on the invading shaft to feel every vein held in his velvety skin as he pushes forwards stretching my sphincter around his massive girth, until his balls came to rest on my ass. I opened my eyes and looked up into his, they sparkled wickedly as he pulls out slowly from my sore hole again….my stretched and battered ring still struggles to cling to his shaft as he withdrew, the tugging sending waves of tingling pleasure through me making my eyes roll back as my hole spreads wide around his cockhead. ‘Your sloppy hole feels so good wrapped around my cock. I’m gonna make sure we well and truly knock you up before the other guys come over and use your hole.” His eyes pierce mine, he nods slightly closes his eyes and slams into my ass. His cock punches into my hole over and over again, hammering away at my guts and I cry out in a mix of pleasure and pain with each penetrating thrust. “Fuck me harder. It hurts so good, do it…Poz my hole” “Demanding bossman aren’t you?” I cannot reply as I try to keep up with his animalistic fucking as my hole begins to make wet sloppy sounds as he batters it loose. He grunts with each stroke as he continues to wreck my hole, sweat spring up all over my body and drips from his. his breathing short and ragged. I watch enthralled as his muscles dance on his torso and his arms flex as he forces his cock forward on each in stroke, his arms twitch with the effort on withdrawal with each powerful jackhammer like thrust. I know that my hole is totally being destroyed and never going to be tight again. I don’t care; it feels good punishment for what I have done. I have found a place of peace and contentment, doing what I was meant to do all along: taking any man’s cock up my ass raw whether it be clean or diseased it does not matter to me now. All that matters is the load. All too soon his rhythm changes from the hole destroying jackhammer to random quick thrusts in every direction as he ravishes my hole and I realise he is getting close. “YES! Give me that charged load!” I howl nearly out of my mind from the fucking. “OK Bossman let me hear you beg for me TO…POZ…YOUR…HOLE,” commanded Martin as he kicked into a higher gear completely pulling out, before slamming back inside. “BEG…SLUT!...TELL…ME…TO…POZ…YOUR…NEG…CUNT!” He demands punctuating each and every word with a powerful thrust back inside my ragdoll like body pinned beneath him. I can feel his sweaty balls crushed up against my ass drawing up tight as they fire off their toxic death seed. Letting out a sound like the roar of a lion he slams into me and held his pulsing cock deep inside as his load empties into my ripped-up guts. I feel a sense of euphoria wash over me. Job done. “Yes, yes, yes POZ my neg pussy!!!!” I squeal in my slippery piss and sweat drenched euphoric state, I’m so turned on that I feel the last of my Neg cum boiling in my balls and then blast a huge load in two, three, four and now five powerful spurts, pumping so much cum out that they feel as if they are going to turn inside out. It takes so much energy ejecting benign sperm to make room for the dangerous stuff that I slump back into the sling totally exhausted, a fog swirls in my mind and all I want to do is sleep. As I come to Aaron is taking legs back and has lined his cock up at my fuly exposed opening. As he shoves his thick nine inch cock in deep with a single thrust he announces to the gathered in the room, “Now it’s time to really knock this slut’s ass up with some poz loads.” Where did these guys come from? Yet before I think about them I yelp as Aaron’s cock punches my hole as deep as before and although his girth does not really hurt, only stinging slightly as the freshly deposited cum froths’ around his balls and drips on to mine. Despite the sting I cannot believe how good it feels to have another cock inside my incredibly hungry hole. Aaron groans in pleasure as his thick nine-inches drives into my spooge lubed hot chute as his balls slap repeatedly against my ass cheeks and I love the feeling and sound of them smacking me hard. “Yo folks we’ve got a bleeder here come look at all the pink froth." The looking directly at me says, “You're bleeding a bit, bossman, but that's OK it'll just add more lube."” Aaron announces, before demanding “Someone pinch my nips, I need to blow.” I see several men gather round hands roam over Aaron’s muscled body and I feel a hand at my hole I guess wrapping fingers around his dick adding pressure to help his quest to cum. And then I hear growled loudly “FUCK BITCH! YOU WANT THIS POZ LOAD DON’T YOU?” As Aaron switches from rapid pummeling to forceful long-dicking making sure I feel every inch of his fuck-tool as he slams back inside his newly corrupted cumdump. He gazes deeply into my eyes, “Remember this moment forever cumslut.” The chains jangle above the slap of skin on skin and the grunts of horny men filled the room until splats of cum cover me pushing Aaron over the edge as he droves in hard and grabs my legs tightly. His cock pulses and throbs spewing his venomous Poz cum into my cunt and amid cheers and chants of "Poz the cunt" simply says, "Job done" then slumps forwards covering me in his exhausted sweaty body. I am completely fucked both actual and metaphorically, "I can't take any more" is all I can utter as I am unshackled from the sling and in a blur carried into a bedroom to be left to the dogs...

l realize that not many faggots have been as lucky as me in being trained by an uncle or actually getting to suck your biological fathers cock, or the holy grail of getting fucked and bred by him. but I do know that most sub cumdumps like me have sucked off brothers, uncles, and cousins and getting fucked by them. so I wanna know how many of you fucksluts have sucked off your uncle or cousin or brothers and taken their loads down your throat? how many of you has gotten down on their hands and knees and been fucked up the ass bareback and cum inside by your brother, uncle or cousin like I have? once or twice or regularly? my total is 8 relatives who have blown their load into my throat. most of those have blown their load in my ass including over a thousand loads from the uncle who trained me to be a shameless pussyboy cumdumpster, take loads in public, be a bathhouse cumhole, get whored out and most importantly, always be willing to take anyones load.

Fictional.... For now. I have always been a cumpig. Even when I was closeted, somehow convincing myself that I was straight, cum just turned me on. I would jack off thinking of what it would feel like to have a thick cock just bust deep in me. Multiple times I folded myself up so I could cum on my own face. My first boyfriend was vanilla as hell. Well, at least as far as I knew. For whatever reason, he decided that vanilla was all the sex he was interested with me, and he even shied away when I talked about my cum kink. Turns out he was cheating on me in the most kinky fucking ways behind my back. So... That ended that. Fast forward to the first real serious man I got involved with. He listened to my kinks, encouraged me, and even used my kinks in dirty talk. We both discussed being in an open relationship and after a short period, we opened it up on the condition that we were both safe outside of our relationship. It was absolutely liberating. I didn't take advantage as often as he did, but I still messed around a few times. Of course corona happens, and we both stop seeing others, only each other for now. We both doubled down and love our sex lives. One day I get a text from SB. "I want to fuck you hard tonight. Go home, and get ready. I want you in that blue and white jock strap. No peeking." I was at lunch at work, and I was so horny. "What are you going to do to me today?" I always loved what he had to say. SB: "You just wait and be patient." The day went by slowly after that, of course. I came home, and as requested I prepared for him. I tend to be a little tight, and his 7.5 was a bit thick, so I also used a toy to relax me a little bit. I knew he was in a mood, and he was going to be voracious. After I was ready, I went to the bedroom and laid down on my tummy so he could see my ass as he came in. No matter what this man did, he was always picturesque. He could walk through a pile of mud and would come out looking sexier. He was 5'8, the perfect height to match my own. He had black curls that he kept long on top, but shaved tight on the sides, that tumbled down the side of his face and forehead. He had the perfect soccer boy's build, nice mocha skin that was smooth as the day he was born, a little bit of a tummy, and a booty for days. I had long joked that he could make a killing just making an onlyfans of him pulling up tight pants over his juicy ass. Brown eyes that would melt the world. Trimmed, but nicely framed beard that hit all the right spots. "I have been waiting all day for this." he told me. That was the last coherent thing he told me for the next half hour. I never knew the meaning of making love before him. He could be ravishing, but slow and passionate. Even when he was asking for a quickie, he never skipped the foreplay. Forcefully, he turned me around and started kissing my neck in all the right spots, while he was stripping himself. I could smell his funk from work, and it was intoxicating. After stripping he turned me around and kissed me hard and deep. His uncut meat insisting on attention, poking me every chance it could. He held my hands, though, and would not let me grab his throbbing tool. He wanted to make this last. We touched every part of each other, me kissing him all over his body like he loved, him giving me one of his characteristic rim jobs. He was an expert with his tongue, poking and prodding my hole, my ass cheeks, my inner thighs, until my skin was electrified. I felt every hair on my skin standing straight on end, begging for him to touch, lick, kiss, caress just one more inch of my skin. It was never enough. Finally, he laid down on the bed. I knew what he wanted. He looked at me with hunger in his eyes while he pushed his lovely curved cock toward me. I didn't have to be told. I got on my knees and took his drooling cock in my mouth. Slowly at first, savoring the musk from his sweaty work day. But, he was not in the mood to be teased. He wanted to tease me. He just grunted "uh, no." and pushed my head all the way down to his balls. I was not prepared and gagged almost immediately. That is what he wanted. He wanted to see me gag. But I wanted it all. So, I got up and mounted him, aligning the angle of the curve of his cock to my throat better, and took it all. I could hear the deep sigh from behind me. I continued to gag, here and there as he would force me down deeper than I knew I could take. His soft foreskin was slathered with my throat juices and all of the precum he had been leaking this entire time. After a little while, he pulled me up. "I want to try something new. Take this blindfold and put it on. No peeking." I put it on, excited even more. This was a kink of mine as well. To be blindfolded, and not be in control. For him to be in control. I felt his spit slick cock slide between my cheeks, his soft foreskin sliding back as he pushed his rock hard cock into my hole as gently as he could manage. He slid all the way in balls deep in one smooth motion, while grabbing my neck and pulling me back to his chest. I nearly shot right there. That was not something he had ever done before. "You like that dick?" he asked me, as he began withdrawing. I could barely respond. I croaked out a "yes daddy" barely. That turned him on. "You're my fucking little cumslut aren't you?" He said as he began to pound me out. Long strokes of his thick cock stretched me out in ways he knew I loved. He finally let my neck go as he nibbled on my ear, pushing me down so he could pound me out some more. "I've been pent up all day. I won't last long." I was soaking my jock with so much precum it was beginning to leak through the fabric. "Fucking beg for my load piggy." I did exactly as I was told. I begged. "please sir, I need your load. I want it so bad. Can I please have your load?" I felt him bury his cock up to the hilt and begin spurting out a warm load. I couldn't hold it any longer. I reached down and just as I got my hand around my cock he grabbed my wrist and pulled it away. "I am not done yet, pig. You don't cum until I tell you. Do you understand?" I was first shocked. I had never seen him like that before. Then my submissive side kicked in. I was panting, so horny I couldn't stand it, and yet I complied as he finished emptying his balls in me. "Yes sir." as I felt the last of the throbs subside, leaving my hole warm and wet. He pulled out of me, and a little cum escaped. I liked that, and he liked doing that to me. It made me feel like a little slut with 20 loads in my hole. "stay there, I will be right back. No peeking." I heard his footsteps walk away. He was gone a fairly long time. I was getting a little frustrated. I was still needing to bust and he had been gone about 15 minutes. I was going to get blue balls soon. But just as I was about to lift the blindfold and get up, I heard him come back in the room. "Get on the edge of the bed, doggy style. I want to see your face down in the mattress and your cummy hole to the sky." Wow, he was being much more dominant that I was used to. I felt his hard dick separate my cheeks again, right at the edge of my hole. But then I heard his voice right in my ear, not really possible in the position I was in, if his dick was at my hole. "I invited one of my friends over, because I know how much you fucking want to get bred by men you don't know. He is right at the entrance to your cummy hole, and he wants to fuck my load into you. If he slides in, he isn't going to stop until he drops his load in you. Do you want it boy?" his deep voice boomed in my throat. I pushed back onto the dick I didn't know, tingling with excitement and nervousness. ............ to be continued.

I was home from college for the summer, my parents are divorced so I spent the first part with my mom the second part with my dad, my Dad was a tall hairy broad bloke, had a Charlton Heston look about him too. My dad picked me up at the airport, grabbing my luggage he threw it in the truck then hugged me "It's great to see you" he smiled. I smiled back "It's great to see you too". He opened the door "Let's get out of here, before security runs us off." We chatted on the journey, Pulling in the driveway he turned to me "I couldn't get alot of time off so I will have to go to work, but if you will take me you can have the truck so your not stuck at the house." I didn't have a car so this was great, I didn't know how I was going to pass the time at home. I settled into my room, then called it a night I was really tired from traveling, so it wasn't long before I was asleep. The next morning came, my dad popped his head in "Steve it's time to get up , your gonna take me to work." I rolled over to say something but he was already gone, I got up, got dressed, and met him at the door. He smiled "Did you sleep ok?" He grabbed his coat it was freezing outside, I forgot how cold it got here. I simply nodded my head as I was still half asleep, grabbing my coat we were out the door. He handed me the keys "I'll let you drive so you can remember how to get to my new workplace." Opening the door he climbed in and we were off. After I dropped him off I went home and right back to bed. It was 4:30 so I left the house to pick up my dad, he climbed into the truck "Hey man I see you found your way." He chuckled I smiled "Yeah " My dad turned to me "Hey let's go get something to eat and have a couple of drinks I never got to celebrate your 19th birthday with you." I thought this was a great idea, so he had me go a different way. As we turned the corner I noticed an old adult bookstore, it was right behind my dad's workplace. I tried not to make my stare obvious, I felt my cock stir, I readjusted myself and asked my dad where he wanted to eat. After dinner it was late so we went home and to bed, All I could think about was that fucking bookstore. I looked it up the store online it was known to have gloryholes which got my dick hard. I had gone to a bookstore close to the campus and had my first gloryhole experience but, I'm straight. I like pussy just as much as the next guy and will fuck some pussy every chance I get. But I love having my dick sucked, I don't give a fuck who's doing it a mouth is a mouth. The next day came and I dropped my dad off at work, I thought I would leave early to pick up my dad and hit it up the bookstore then. Dad turned to me "We'll go out for dinner tonight so we can catch up some more ok." Dropping him off, I drove around the block to check out the bookstore again, it was on, I would come back early to pick up my dad and hit the store then. As my day went on, i was horny, grabbed keys and made sure not to drive by my dad's work I took another route, parking the truck down the street so as to not be noticed. Once inside I walked up to the counter nervously, the guy took my entrance fee and I was heading thru the door. It was a long hallway with booths down one side, there were signs with warnings which I paid no attention. I opened the first door no gloryhole so I went down further picking another booth. Looking in I saw the hole on the one side, jackpot I thought, entering I put some money in as the porn started playing. I was in the booth about 10 minutes when I heard the door open, close and lock, the screen lit up. Before long I saw a finger come thru the hole I dropped my pants, stood up, and put my dick thru the hole. It was amazing the guys mouth was so warm, I could feel my cock slide across his lips as he sucked me, a moan escaped my mouth. I hadn't had pussy let alone head since I got here and my balls were aching for release. I pushed my pelvis as flat to the wall as I could so he could suck every inch of my cock "That's it man suck that fucking cock" I whispered. He pulled off it "Hell yeah, you gonna give me that load dude." He wasted no time going back down on my cock. I began to face fuck him I knew I wouldn't last long so I told him to take it slow, it was no use I felt my fucking nuts tighten up "Dude I'm about to blow this down your fucking throat." I started to breathe heavy as I started shooting, my dick throbbed over and over as I filled the guys mouth and throat with my jizz. He kept sucking til I was empty "Fuck man you about drowned me that was a fucking load!" He exclaimed. Pulling my dick back thru, he got up and left, it wasn't long before someone else entered the booth and another finger was at the hole. I didn't think I could cum again so soon but I stood up, putting my dick back thru the hole, feeling another wet warm mouth my dick began to get hard again this guy was better than the first "Oh yeah dude your gonna get this load." I could already feel another load brewing in my balls. This guy was quite the eager cocksucker "Oh man I want you to cum all over my fucking face!" Starting to suck my cock first his hand then his mouth I could feel his tongue licking the head of my dick, I knew I wouldn't be able to hold back, he started to pick up the pace when I told him I was going to bust. I tilted my head back "Oh fuck man here it fucking cums!" With that I felt my balls tighten again, I gasped as I shot my load, he licked the head and stroked me at the same time. He got up to leave as I looked at my cell phone thinking I had better get out of here to pick up my dad, as I opened the door to walk out the other guy did to. I looked at him smirking as had my cum all over his face, he didn't even bother to wipe it off. Walking away, the door to the hallway opened again, looking up I froze, it was my dad. Ducking into the booth the guy had been in I closed the door and locked it. I stood by the door so nervous, thinking I could try to leave, an attendant came thru the hallway telling me to put money in the machine, I couldn't go back out right away in case my dad was out there so I had no choice. I put some money in and the movie began to play. I heard the door to the booth I was previously in open, close, and lock then the porn started to play. Standing close to the gloryhole the other person would not be able to see me but it didn't seem to matter because I saw his finger rubbing the hole. I thought what the fuck I have time to get my dick sucked again, sticking my cock thru the hole I felt another warm mouth, in this cold weather I loved the sensation of pulling my cock out in the cold air then having it engulfed by a hot wet mouth. There was no doubt this guy had sucked some cock before he was a pro, he didn't mess around he was all throat, all the way down til I could feel his nose in my pubes. Applying the perfect amount of suction and hand stroke on the way back up, I couldn't say a word, I was absolutely speechless. I had already cum twice so this one wasn't going to be easy but rather than say anything I just let this guy suck my cock, enjoying his skills. My cock was rock hard, I didn't think it was possible but he got me there. He pulled back every so often to just stroke me so I never knew when he was going to go back down on me, it was fucking awesome. He pulled back off my cock, this time he seemed to take longer. When he went back down on my cock it felt so fucking good I couldn't believe it I let out a gasp, it felt like velvet, it was so tight, warm, but not as wet it felt like pussy. I pulled back away from the gloryhole a little so I could see his lips, when I looked down I didn't see lips, instead I see the guys hairy ass. He had my cock right up his ass, I started to pull out but he reached back grabbing my balls so I couldn't, he immediately started to ride my dick. I could feel how good his ass felt....it worked! Squeezing his ass tight with every upstroke he was literarily sucking my cock with his asshole. I stood at the wall gape mouthed, I was in fucking ecstasy I couldn't say a word. I had never fucked anyone thru the gloryhole before, when a guy would put his ass up to the hole I would pass or pull out, but this guy was so moist, i think he was carrying a load already, it was like silk. This time I could feel my load building I wanted to say something but I couldn't it was just to fucking good. I wanted to cum in this guy bad so I started to fuck him as I felt my load start to explode. I came so fucking hard in this guys ass I wanted to absolutely scream! He could feel me cumming as my knees buckled against the wall, I thought I would pass out. I groaned as I shoved my dick as deep in his ass as I could. He reached back grabbing my balls so I couldn't pull out "That's it boy cum in my fucking ass!" He was panting and groaning... Fuck me...., I recognize that voice..... it was my dad! I stopped as he continued to ride my cock me unloading the last drops of cum in him. Trying to pull out he held on to my balls, I knew if I told him to let go he was bound to recognize me, I had no choice and let my dad finish riding me before he pulled off my dick. Once he was done I flew out of the bookstore, jumped in the truck and hauled ass. I pulled in to parking lot to pick him up as he walked around the building, my heart began to race. I had to think,think...It was to late as he was in the truck "Let's get something to eat, I'm starving." We sat down to dinner and nothing was ever said about the secret ass-fucking I gave him at the bookstore, I felt that he really didn't know it was me, I was relieved.although he did keep scratching his ass at times. We drank and talked about his work day and I just smiled "What you smiling for?" He looked at me I looked back at him, the handsome masculin father of mine "Just glad to be here Dad." I was smiling thinking about how my dad was sitting across from the table with his ass full of my cum and whilst here will fill him again and agsin, anonymously of course... Thanks Dad

I met a guy some days ago with a mobility issue. I'm not at all how this should be called in english, so I hope i'm not using any insulting terms. He was not in a wheel chair but he used two things like rods that would assist him walk. Something like these that someone uses when he broke his leg, yet different (they could stand on their own and not fall). He walks but in a very bizarre way. His hands are also alittle weird when they move. Not by shaking them unctrollably, rather like having a difficulty to make then move. His voice is almost okay. He was very cute, at least to my eyes, nice face, blond hair blue eyes. He was very kind. When I see someone in need of assistance, I dont know I just have to help him. So I did help him with some practical issues (he attends dental school, although with his issues he cannot practice it). I helped him put on his gloves and do some drilling on fake teeth. We talked a lot, I got him to his place with my car. I visited him again the day after and I fucked him. I put on a condom, although usually I bareback. I was hard with him, I really can't penetrate softly most o the times I just fuck hard and kiss. His moaning made me crazy. And him being weak unable to resist it made me feel as if i riaped him. I slept with him, it felt so satisying. It felt like i protect him. So i really liked that new experience. And I think he did too.

I'm curious for those people that making the decision to stop with prep and just let it happend or actually go chasing to be pozzed? i know there a lot of guys who are getting horny about being pozzed up, but besides that, are there any other reasons? maybe because it don't make any difference swallowing prep each day or swallowing HIV meds because you're poz? im curious about those thoughts other than just i like to be poz

Great story! First time I ever took BBC I was in one of the worst areas of Wash. DC at a bookstore (adult). I didn’t realize where I was as I was passing through and horned. Everybody in there was African-American to my naive surprise. Anyway, there was a dark room with a sort of maze to it, barely any lights. I Walked back and soon discovered I was the only white guy. My ass being grabbed and felt in the dark. I found a bench and sat down, then one guy approached me with his cock out and pushed it into my face…so naturally I blew him and things went up from there. I counted 4 BBCs in my ass, maybe some were repeats, some made me perform ass to mouth…all in the dark. Not every guy in there had me that night, but the ones who did bred me anonymously and made me feel it. To this day, 18 years later, I get a thrill from BBC like no other. My guard goes down the moment I meet a date. Such a thrill.

Denver you always come up with good ones! Keep postig them.

My favourite type? Horny, sleazy raw tops! 💦😈☣️

A few weeks ago, I was parked and edging at a rest stop, hoping to get lucky when a dominant top I've played with before walked from his car into the woods. I quickly pulled up my shorts and followed, my boner obvious to anyone who looked at me. I arrived at what I call the "fuck tree" and dom top quickly took charge, shoving his tongue into my mouth, and pulling up my tank top to start roughly working my nipples - he knows exactly how to get me fired up and begging for cock. I was soon on my knees with his thick 7 inches in my mouth, sucking like there was no tomorrow. He grabbed by head and started forcing his cock deep into my throat, chuckling as I gagged and slimed over him. He pulled out, grabbed my nipples and pulled me to my feet, pushing me back against the fuck tree. He dropped to his knees but ignored my cock, wiped my throat slime off his cock and using it to lube his fingers as he shoved them into my asshole. Every time we play he jams 2-3 fingers into my hole and starts jackhammering my prostate, turning me into a quivering mess until my cock spontaneously erupts into his hand and he smears that load on my face as a badge of shame. I was just starting to feel my load build when I opened my eyes and saw another man in front of me, an older gentleman I had played with on a regular basis a few years ago before losing touch. Older guy pulled out his thick 8 inch cock and I bent at the waist, letting the dom guy abuse and stretch my hole while I throated those gorgeous 8 inches. I was in bottom slut heaven when the two tops switched positions, dom guy grabbed my head and started face-fucking me, older guy started jacking off behind me and teasing me with his cock, taking a break from stroking to rub that cock up and down my asscrack and roughly pinch my nipples. A few hits of poppers and my head was flying, consumed with nothing but thoughts of animalistic sex. The nipple play and slow thrusts up my asscrack were driving me nuts but my attention was focused on the cock in my throat. Suddenly I felt the sudden stab of a thick cock invade my ass, burying itself ballsdeep in one thrust. I tried to scream but dom guys hands held my head firmly, and kept his cock buried deep in my throat. Together they started spitroasting me until I felt a pair of hands grip my hips and a hoarse shout telling me to "take that hot cum boy!". They pulled both cocks out and I slumped against the fuck tree. Older guy walked off but dom guy moved closer, kicked my legs apart, and jammed 3 fingers into my stretched ass - "we're not even close to finished yet" he said with an evil grin.

I'm a closeted married guy in my 60's. I've always known I was bi, but only started having sex with men in my 40's. I've always enjoyed being penetrated and have never enjoyed wearing condoms so naturally gravitated to bottoming - but always with condoms, which I enjoyed for many years. Then I fell into an on-off relationship with a gay escort and for reasons I don't understand even now started to crave raw sex with him. Perhaps it was just the desire for real intimacy with him, and the wish to maximise his pleasure so he'd keep coming back for more. Eventually the moment came when he was rubbing his raw cock against my hole an I just said to him 'please do it'. He slipped into me and so, for the first time I experienced the bliss of raw sex That time he pulled out before he came in me, a but next time I asked him to cum inside me and he did. The feeling of his load slowly leaking out of me later was indescribable. After that we fucked raw frequently until he stopped escorting and moved away. After that, and with the arrival of prep I started to realise that I wanted to fuck raw as well as get fucked. And had my first raw topping experience only last week, with a slim young philipino lad. Cant wait to do it again,. Am now completely hooked and don't care what happens to me. Think I'm on a slippery slope and cant wait to accelerate down it.

I can't believe the number of people that have chosen this story to stand up on their soapboxes. The tales here are all fiction and I feel that that this story is a pretty fair representation of what can happen when someone engages in chem sex. I speak from experience. I was in my 20's and inexperienced and went home with a guy who ended up brutally raping and assaulting me. I think that the writer has written a pretty graphic tale but it was also written with a fair degree of skill. I certainly didn't find it offensive... I learnt from my own experiences that night not to bite off more than I can chew. I pretty much got what I deserved that night for lying to a guy about what I was willing to do just to spend a night with him. As for someone moaning here that all they see is non consensual stories, well then write some thing yourself! The writers here have taken a lot of time and effort to pen their stories and I'm always grateful for that and try to take the time to say thanks and post a like. You may not like a story but there will always be readers who do. Chainsmokerpig hit the nail on the head when he said "Taking some kind of moral high ground on a bug chasing website forum is the funniest thing you'll see this year folks !!" Those of you that cannot stand the heat should get out of the kitchen.. stick to a bottle of poppers and a cuddle or write something yourselves.

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

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(Sorry! Story updates will be sporadic as I am busy as hell IRL. But I have a ton of ideas, I hope you like them!) Part 2 "Nope!" SB said, stopping me from pushing back on the dick I didn't know. "Tonight you are just a fucking hole, you got that? We get to use your holes until we are satisfied." My heart was pounding in my head. I could hear the blood sloshing around in my skull. "That's fucking right." a deeper voice said, "I am the fucking daddy tonight. You are the fucking hole I am going to use." I was so excited I was shaking. I wanted this so bad. I had blown my load countless times fantasizing about not being in control, about taking another mans cock in me, never knowing who he was. "Now, I hear SB gave you a nice load, and I want to fuck it into your cumpig hole. You got that?" The deep voice asked me. I almost couldn't talk I was so excited. "Yes sir" I managed to squeak out. "And I am going to play in that cummy hole, make myself feel good, and I'm going to drop a big ass load right up in there. I'm not going to pull out. Its going to be balls deep, you got that?" Once again, I squeaked out a "Yes sir" "I got a fucking 4 day load backed up and its going to be nice and thick for my new cumpig to enjoy playing with." I didn't know what to say, so I chose not to say. Frankly I was becoming overwhelmed really fast. In a good way, but still overwhelmed. I was shaking, anticipating the coming assault. I could feel the cock head up against my hole, all I wanted in the world was to push back. But I stayed like a good little sub, feeling the warmth of his head, and hoping beyond hope that he was precumming to mix his juices with mine and SB's. I could hear SB and him kissing now, and it turned me on so much. As much as I wanted no never know who this was, I also wanted to see my boyfriend kissing another man. I could feel the new guy's cock growing ever harder, though I have no idea how. He was already so hard he could probably chop me in two. The kissing stopped, and a little giggle, the kind when you know something good is about to happen in bed, slipped out of SB's mouth. SB leaned in "You ready boy?" Of course I was. I was ready 10 minutes ago! "Yes sir" I said more confidently, the lust in my body almost taking over. The deep yearning to be filled kicking in. The new guy started pushing in to me. His head was bigger than what I was used to, but so soft as it insisted on entry into my hole. Well lubed by SB's load and nice and loose from fucking not 15 minutes earlier, he slid right past my ring without any hesitation. I came without touching myself as I felt him slide in. SB laughed that wicked laugh again. "That's my pig, let him slide all the way in." There is nothing like skin to skin. The warmth of the invading cock in your tender hole... there is almost no words to describe it. Fewer still, to describe the feeling, the absolute ecstasy of realizing your fantasy for the first time. As the new guy bottomed out, I heard him sigh. He had a belly on him, I could feel it. And a fair bit of hair on it, from the feel. SB did like his bears. I heard him sigh deeply. I felt my own cum dripping out of my jock, and that turned me on even more. "You were right, he came the minute I slid in." The deeper voice said to SB. "And you were also right, he has the sweetest, softest, warmest hole. I almost came when he blew all over himself. His hole just gripped me." He sighed again. SB got up on the bed, and put his legs around me. He wanted head. Fuck, a spitroast. "Fuck you are such a slut, and I love it." SB said. I gobbled him up as the new guy started thrusting. He was not as girthy as SB, but plenty for me. He had a straight cock that went right back and tickled my spot without any trouble, and he was just the right size I liked, just slightly bigger than what I naturally took so that he would bottom out when he wanted to, and make me squirm in all the right ways. "Take that fucking cock" SB said, as the guy started pounding me. It felt so good, sliding in and out of my cummy hole, better than I could ever dream of. "Fuck, its starting to drip down his ass, that's hot." the new guy said. "I can feel your cum coating my cock, lets see if I can push it in a little more..." as he bottomed out inside of me. SB pulled my head down at the same time. I gagged and came all at the same time. "Hell yeah. But I don't want to hold back anymore. I'm going to fucking breed this slut hole." He sped up and started pounding my cheeks. I could barely catch my breath, and couldn't focus on SB's dick, not that he noticed. I am sure he was watching the climax of this new adventure. "Take that fucking load you cumdump pig." SB told me as I whimpered in pleasure from the onslaught that this new guy had brought. Every cumslut knows that not all the time can you feel the cum being pumped into you. Usually you felt the dick throbbing, and maybe a little slicker down there, but rarely do you feel the internal splat of cum on your walls. Not this time. With one final grunt he buried himself up into me as deep as he could manage and let out the 4 days load he was saving up for me. I felt his dick twitch inside, gripping with all my might so I wouldn't lose a drop. And I felt it. The warmth splatter inside of me. God he was cumming so much. 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 pumps, I felt the warmth spread all in me. I felt the warmth in my jock as I had cum without even knowing it. Somehow that made me even hornier. As the new mystery guy slowly pulled out, I felt used and content and even hornier than I had ever been in my life. I laid down in an almost fog, as I just savored the moment of feeling another mans seed in me. My imagination was working overdrive as I imagined what my used hole would look like. I barely registered as SB got up and helped our guest leave. About 5 minutes later he came back. "Fuck baby, that was amazing. But I know you aren't done, and I am not done, so roll over and pull your legs back. I want to taste his load in you before I fuck it in your cummy hole." I did as I was told, the hunger building inside of me... I knew the flood gates were now opened.

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Every Memorial day, my wife's parents have a family picnic. Wherever you are, what every you are doing, you are expected to drop everything and make the trip down from Cleveland to North Carolina. This past Memorial day, I was unable to make it due to work commitments. My wife left on Friday morning, and would be returning on Tuesday after Memorial Day. That left me 4 days home alone. Besides work, I had a lot of yard work to catch up on. We had just moved out to a rural area and I was in charge of roto-tilling almost 3/4 acre to get the vegetable garden ready. It was supposed to be a nice few days, so I got to work on it Saturday. Obviously, with the wife gone, my thoughts turned to a little bit of fun with a guy who I get together with every now and then. I e mailed him and he said he would be busy all weekend and unable to hook up. I was devastated. I had gone out and bought a new tube of KY lube and wanted to use it. I resigned myself to spending the weekend alone. I went out and rented a few porn videos, with thoughts of getting out my wifes dildo and going it alone. I changed into a pair of shorts and did not wear a shirt - I wanted to get a little bit of sun. I was busting my ass tilling up weeds, rocks and roots. Sweat was pouring out of me. I leaned over the tiller and took a short rest. A pickup truck slowed down and pulled off the the side of the road and honked the horn. Being out in the middle of nowhere, I'm used to people stopping and asking directions to the highway. They guy leaned over and yelled out the window "Looks like you could use a beer!" I wiped the sweat off of my face and said "thats the understatement of the year". He said "I'll pull in to your driveway and you can take a break". I shut the tiller down and walked up to the house. He opened up a cooler in the bed of his truck and there was at least a case of Labatt Blue (My favorite, being born and raised in Toronto Canada!). He introduced himself as Dave and said he was my next door neighbor (my nearest neighbor lives about a mile down the road) He said he had seen me working in the yard and cutting the grass on several occasions, but did not have an opportunity to welcome me to the "neighborhood" (we moved in July 2001). I sucked down the first beer, and it tasted like more. Before I knew it, I had drank 5 beers, Dave had 6. I was a half passed buzzed and said I needed to get my cigarettes from the house. I asked Dave in, gave him a tour of the place and headed down to the basement. It is nice and cool down there, and I had a refrigerator stocked with beer for the long weekend. My computer is also down there and Dave asked me if I had internet access. I logged on and he suggested a porn site he liked to visit. I let him sit in the driver's seat, and he clicked around and opened a few pictures of women getting fucked by studs with big cocks. Each picture we looked at, he said "nice size cock, eh?" I agreed with him. I started to get butterflies, wondering what he was getting at. After a few more fuck pictures, he clicked on a picture of a guy with his cock up another guy's ass. He tried to act surprised, and said "oops, what the hell is that?" We both kind of laughed nervously. He asked if I ever looked at that type of stuff, and I said "sure, I'm into just about anything". He clicked on another picture. This one, another guy was getting fucked in the ass doggie style, while sucking another stud's cock. "Nice" I said. Dave said "yaahhh!" and started to rub the bulge in his pants. My cock was already stiffening under my shorts. I drew closer behind Dave, and pressed my bulge against his back. That was all the subtle hint he needed. He turned around and looked up at me from the computer chair. I smiled at him, unbuttoned my shorts, pulled my zipper down and yanked my shorts and underwear off. My stiff cock was at his mouth level, and he put his hands around my ass and drew my cock into his mouth. It felt like heaven. Dave's tongue moved over my shaft as his head bobbed back and forth. I was getting so hot watching my cock disappear and then reappear from his lips. His hands massaged my ass cheeks and then came around and cupped my sack. Soon, I pulled Dave's lips from my hard cock and guided him off of the chair. He stood about 6'1, muscled and looked to be about 35 or 40. I kissed him deeply, our tongues intertwining. I asked him if he'd care to go upstairs to someplace more comfortable. I took Dave by the hand and lead him into the bedroom, where we kissed while I started to unbutton his pants. His bulging cock flopped out of it's restraints, and I felt the smooth hardness in my hands as he stepped out of his jeans and underwear. What a magnificent piece of meat. He had to be a good 8", thick and a bush patch of pubic hair surrounding it. I stepped back to admire his body, then dropped to my knees and took his cock hungrily into my mouth. I could feel him tensing his cock as I sucked it and licked it. My head bobbed up and down, as his hands guided the back of my head - forcing it farther over his huge shaft. I gagged a bit, but took it all in stride. Each time I put my tongue over his slit, I could taste his pre-cum oozing out. My head was dizzy with thoughts of having this wonderful cock shooting a hot load in my mouth. I went to work with purpose, sucking slightly harder on his blood engorged cock. Slurping and sucking, my tempo increased. I fondled his balls and ran my fingers up and down the crack of his ass. I stopped only for a moment to put some spit on my middle finger and inserted it in his hole, and continued to suck his cock. My finger probed deep into him, finding his prostate. Dave was moaning with the pleasure I was giving him. I looked up at him, and his head was tilted back as he thrust his hips into my face. Soon, his moans started to emanate from his throat, like some kind of animal. His thrusts became more urgent, and I knew he was going to blow his load. No, I thought. Not yet. I'm not through with him. I pulled my face away from his stiff shaft and laid him on the bed. I went over to the TV, turned it on, and shoved in the male fuck flick into the VCR. I came back and straddled his face with my legs and shoved my cock into his mouth. I turned my head to watch the action on the TV while Dave sucked and licked my cock. My hips started to move in rhythm with the action on the screen. A blond stud was getting his cock sucked by a young brown haired guy. Dave was no slouch in the looks department either. His mouth was hot and wet, but I had other ideas on when I was going to cum. I took the tube of KY off of the headboard and poured a glob of it on my fingers. Lifting my ass up, I reached around and found the opening of my ass and inserted my fingers. The coldness of the lube kind of surprised me, and I took a quick breath. I told Dave to put his fingers up my ass and open me up, because I wanted his cock inside me. He did as he was told. First one finger, then two, then three. I'd rather be stretched out before hand, than suffer the pain of initial penetration. Dave's meaty fingers probed the depth of my man cunt, stretching me out little by little while he continued to suck on my hard cock. The action on the TV was hot and heavy too. Blond guy was blowing a load all over brown haired guys face. I'm not ready to cum yet, but I'm getting there. Removing my cock from Dave's mouth cause a suction noise. The coolness of the air against my wet cock felt absolutely frigid. I moved down on Dave's body and found the thick cock he was sporting and ran it up and down the length of my lubed ass. He arched his hips and I put the head at the opening of my ass hole. I lowered my ass down onto his shaft slowly. The head of his cock penetrated the tight opening of my man cunt. So far so good. Slowly I lowered my ass onto him little by little. Even with being pre-stretched by his fingers, there was some pain. I was in control of how much of this pole I was going to allow inside me at one time. I'd go down an inch or so and get used to the pain. Eventually, he was balls to the wall - all the way inside me. I stopped for a few moments to get used to Dave's entire length. I turned to the action on the TV. There was heavy breathing and moans that mirrored blond stud's cock going in and out of brown hair guy's ass. Blonde guy was fucking brown haired guy like a bitch. Brown haired guy was on his back with his legs in the air, and blond guy was on top of him, missionary style. That's what I wanted, but not just yet. I was sitting on Dave, and his cock was impaling me. Slowly, I moved my ass off of his shaft. It felt like fire in my hole. I needed to take a breath and readjust to the void left by his cock. It burned like a hot poker. The pain subsided and I let my ass go back down, engulfing his hardness. Less pain this time. That's a good thing. It's been too long since I've had my ass invaded by a cock. Pulling my ass up off of his shaft once more, the pain was gone! I looked down at Dave and our eyes met. He knew what I was thinking. I wanted it. I wanted to be fucked by his cock - hard and fast. I rode him for a minute or two more. Slowly. I laid down on him, and we kissed deeply, as his cock moved in and out of my man cunt. Our hips moved in rhythm. His cock was big enough where it did not come out of my hole as we made love. Dave moaned and whispered that "he wanted to fuck me like the slut bitch I was". We both rolled our bodies in unison, now I was on my back and Dave was on top of me. During the "roll over" my ass muscles tightened so much, Dave almost got milked and came before he wanted to. He pulled out of my ass and paused, looking at the ceiling. His heavy breaths told me what was going on. When he got himself back under control, he took both of my legs and raised them in the air, exposing my hole completely. Dave spit on his right hand and stroked his enormous tool and put the head of it back to my awaiting ass. It seemed like an eternity between the time he pulled out and the time he finally re-entered me. I was good and relaxed, so when he shoved the length of his cock up me, there was no pain what so ever, only pleasure. He had the view of the TV now, I could not see it - I could only only hear the heavy breathing, moans and groans of pleasure and imagine what blond stud was doing to brown hair guy. Dave sank the length of his shaft deep into me, and withdrew - almost to the point of being totally out of me. Then he would shove it back in. I was in extasy. Dave bent over and kissed me deeply as he fucked my hot, willing ass. I stretched my neck to see the action going on with the video. Dave responded by picking me up and moving me sideways across the bed, so we could both see the TV. Blonde guy was pounding brown haired guy's ass faster and faster. Dave responded by increasing the tempo of his thrusts accordingly. The heat of the friction of Dave's ass against my ass wass like an aphrodisiac. I tried to meat his thrusts with thrusts of my own. I could feel my own prostate being massaged by his cock. I have never been so satisfied in my life. Dave's shaft was pounding my ass like a piston, and I was loving it. Each thrust caused his sack to hit above my ass crack, the sound was so satisfying. His hands had my ankles and held them at the 12 o'clock position, as his cock pummled me incessantly. In a moment of genius, Dave pulled out of me and had me roll over and get on my hands and knees while he mounted me from behind. He found the tube of KY on the headboard and applied some to his hand and lubed up the shaft of my cock. The left over lube, he withdrew from my ass and reapplied it to the length of his shaft and re- inserted it in me. I could now jack myself off as he fucked me from behind like a dog. I felt so filthy and dirty listening to the sound of his cock slamming in and out of my ass while I jacked my own cock off. Dave slammed his cock into me harder and harder. My head was buried in a pillow, my shoulders absorbing the thrusts of his cock. His moaning began again, which was the signal to me that he couldn't hold on much longer. It wouldn't be long now till he came. Faster and faster his thrusts became. I could hear the sounds of the porn video and Daves grunts and the sound of his flailing cock in one beautiful harmony. Dave's breath became short and labored as his cock spasmed and quivered inside of my man cunt. I could feel the white hot jets of his cum shooting into me. That was all I needed to whack my own rod into a mind blowing orgasm. Dave's guttural moans emanating from deep in his throat caused me to keep cumming and cumming while his cock pounded my ass mercilessly. He collapsed on top of me as my knees buckled. I could still feel his magnificent cock spasming as we booth lay sweating and gasping for air. It took several minutes before we could manage to move. Dave's now soft cock was forced out of my ass. He rolled over onto his back. I gathered up the strength to get up and go between his legs and suck his now flacid cock. His cock was slippery with his cum and some KY jelly and tasted like heaven. When I was finished cleaning his cock, I moved back over him and kissed him - our tongues intertwining once more. We got up and hopped in the shower together. Dave's body was still tense with sexual tension. We finished up the shower and dried off and got dressed. We drank a few more beers and those feelings started to come up again. I grabbed the tube of KY, shoved it in my pocket and we headed outside. We went behind my barn. There, we stood facing each other, Dave reached over and pulled me to him and we kissed. "I want you again" he whispered. "I have to have you" he moaned. "Yes!" I said to him as we tore off our clothes right then and there. I went to relube my ass, but he stopped me. "You should still be hot and wet" he told me. With that, Dave spit into the opening of my ass hole and spit on his hand and smeared it on his engorged cock. He probed the entrance to me once more and uncerimoniously shoved the length of his cock inside my awaiting hole. It burned once more like a hot poker, but the pain quickly subsided. He went to work immediately - his shaft impaling my now tender ass. We fucked like two animals in the cool grass. Once more, his hands had me by the ankles over my head, exposing my willing hole to his merciless thrusts. He fucked my ass like a jack hammer. No slow movement, but a quick paced assault on me. Dave was moaning in no time, and I knew he would not last as long as the last time. Faster and faster his thrust became. He moaned very loudly and pulled out of me spraying his hot load in my face. I reached up and tried to meet his cock with my mouth, but ended up with his white sticky load everywhere but my tongue. Dave smeared the head of his cock all over my face. I took my fingers and moved his load into my mouth to taste the sweetness of his cum. Eventually we both got up and got dressed. I walked him back to his pickup truck and kissed him good bye. His wife and children go out of town every other weekend to see her ex husband for visitation. I can't wait for next week. Maybe my ass will be healed by then.

As Trevor blew out a third huge cloud of white chem smoke Daddy Mason stroked his monster black dick, slapping it loudly against his new pig's cheeks, coating them with precum. He laughed darkly as he heard Trevor's moans of need. “You like that big black dick smacking your face boi? Does it feel good slut?” “Yes, oh fuck yes Sir it feels so good!” Trevor answered. “It's gonna feel even fucking better inside your hungry white pig cunt boi!”, Daddy Mason told him. “I know Sir. I can't wait. Please Daddy Mason, please fuck me with your fat hard cock. Fucking wreck my hole!” “Don't you worry slut, Daddy Mason is going to wreck your hole like it needs to be wrecked. In the nastiest way possible!” Trevor and I both moaned hungrily at the same time when we heard this. Trevor moaned in partyed-up pig hunger for the black cock he'd been worshipping and lusting for. I moaned because I knew exactly what Daddy Mason meant and was so turned on knowing what was just ahead for Trevor. My moans were also brought on as I felt Leather Daddy's unholy totally toxic dick start to ram harder and deeper into my welcoming open boi hole. “Oh gawd yes, Daddy! Please fuck me Sir! Fuck your son's cock addicted pussy and knock me up with your dirty Daddy seed! I need your cum in me Daddy!” I pleaded in dark need, not trying to keep my voice low so Trevor didn't hear me call Leather Daddy's seed dirty. He was so fucked up from all the drugs and so focused on Daddy Mason that nothing was going to penetrate his mind. But very soon he was going to be penetrated with the extremely toxic cock and cum from his black Master. Daddy Mason reached toward Trevor and grabbed his left nipple in a powerful grip catching the boy offguard and making him scream out in pain. “Oh fuckkkkkkkk Sir! Oh damn it hurts Daddy Mason!” he wailed. Daddy Mason spit into the sweat drenched face of his white pussy boy making Trevor go totally silent in surprise. “If Daddy Mason wants it to hurt then he'll make it hurt. If you really want to be my special pig slut you won't say a fucking word. You got that you white whore?! You said NOTHING could make you not wanna serve me. You best be proving you mean what you say boy or I'll find me a real cock whore to be my special fuck boy!” “No, Daddy Mason. Please Sir! Make me your special fuck boy. Make me yours to use and do whatever you want.” Trevor's voice was trembling with fear of being rejected as his Master's pig slave. “I mean it Daddy Mason! Nothing, nothing will ever make me not want to be yours always! Please let me prove it to you. Please!” Daddy Mason grinned darkly and leaned forward toward the sexy cock addicted bottom slut in front of him. Moving his hand from Trevor's abused nipple to the back of his neck he pulled Trevor's face to his and covered the boy's mouth with his thick dark lips shoving his tongue roughly into Trevor's panting mouth. They swapped spit and moaned into each other for almost 2 minutes before the ebony god broke the kiss. He looked into Trevor's black dilated eyes. “That's the attitude your Daddy wants from his special fuck boy. And I'm going to give you a chance now baby boy to convince your Daddy Mason you are sincere” He shoved Trevor back a bit making him have to catch himself with his arms. Daddy Mason stood up from the chair, his muscled awesome naked black body towering above Trevor on the floor. “You know boy, the whole time I've been here and having you service me, it's all been face to face. You haven't seen me from behind. My ass, my back, my shoulders – you ain't see n none of it. You need to see ALL of your Master.” Saying that Daddy Mason slowly turned 180 degrees until his solid-as-marble muscled ass and full back was just inches in front of Trevor's lusting eyes. “Look at me boy,” he said over his shoulder. “Let your eyes look at your Sir's hot powerful ass, up to the muscles rippling across my back, and up to my thick wide shoulders and neck. Look good boy. Make sure you see all of me.” I moved my eyes up the same magnificent trail that Daddy Mason instructed Trevor to do and just as my gaze settled on his broad shoulders, I heard Trevor whisper hoarsely, “Oh fuckkkk!”, as I felt my pulse quicken with lust and darkness. Right between Daddy Mason's ripped muscled shoulder blades was a deep-red biohazard tattoo!!

I have the same problem you described: my rectum cramping and pushing the plug out, UNLESS I'm parTying. That makes all the difference. When I'm spun, I experience no irritation, and I'm able to wear a large plug for hours. I can even wear a plug (with a harness) under my jeans, walking down the street, and it feels incredible !

That’s quite ageist, lgbt supposed to support each other as minor community. Anyway I wanna be gangbanged at the party, take as many cocks and loads as I can 😂

i had sex with a guy in Palm Springs a few years ago, he had no legs, only about 4 inch stumps. It was great, just different. i touched him everywhere, including His stumps and it brought tears to His eyes, He really liked it and told me no-one ever touched Him there. i touch legs, especially love a Mans thighs, and that was what He had. Unfamiliar can feel strange, but it isn't strange, just unfamiliar to us. It's familiar to the person and it is their normal. Since it is their normal, i think we are more disabled than they are when interacting.

i think it's pretty hot when a top makes out with me when they have that smokey cigarette breath. reminds me of my dad's friends and uncles when they used to visit

The guy was obviously drunk. He bumped into me at the bar then started a somewhat slurred conversation about how bars were not as fun as they used to be. I agreed. Then he asked me if he could fuck me in the back of the bar. Without hesitation I said, “Sure”. His head snapped up in surprise. He was at least 20 years older than me and not particularly attractive. He probably got refused constantly. I was not only horny but curious. I always wonder what kind of dick a man has, how thick, what does it taste like, is he heavy shooter? You never know and I have endured a lot of bullshit from men just to find out what their cocks feel like. Plus he had been drinking Greyhounds and I was enjoying the smell of his fruity breath. I downed my drink and then removing his from his hand finished that also. I wanted him to be able to get it up. Grabbing his arm I pulled him into the dark of the back room. He laughed and pulled me close pushing his grapefruit flavored tongue into my mouth. We slobbered and humped each other, me trying to detect signs of life at his crotch. I was not interested in wasting my time with a limp dicked drunk. His body was firm and strong. I tried resisting when he ordered me to suck his cock and pushed me down on my knees. Okay I did not resist that hard, just trying to find out how drunk he was. I yanked his zipper down, no underwear, and helped myself to his meat: a couple inches of flaccid dick. Hmm. Not to despair, some guys can really surprise you. I went to work. It was a long haul made endurable when I glanced a couple guys watching the action. One only sipped a beer but the other had his cock out and was slowly beating off. I discovered my man really responded to having his nuts pulled and sucked. After that his dick was hard in no time. It was a respectable piece, uncut and leaky with delicious pre-cum. I was about to offer up my hole when he pre-empted my thought by ordering me to, “Get up and show me your faggot ass.” I promptly stood and dropped trou. I was already lubed. He quickly pushed his cock into me and we both sighed with pleasure. “You like my raw cock in your guts,” he questioned me, grabbing my hips and pulling me hard onto his rampant cock. “You know I do,” I groaned. “Fuck me.” I ordered. The masterbater edged closer. He had a glazed look in his eye and I wondered which one of us he envied. I motioned him closer. He moved cautiously and I kept waving him closer until his cockhead bumped my forehead leaving a snail trail of pre-cum. I thought he might retreat when I turned my head to take him into my mouth but instead he surged forward impaling me on his meat. Taking my head in both head he face fucked me timing it so I could catch a breath once in a while. The guy in my ass was a talker. With a lot of 'fuck yeahs' and stuff like 'eat that cock' he encouraged me to take it and the other to give it. I was in cockhound heaven. The guy in my mouth was obviously getting close. He begged the guy in my ass to trade places with him so he could dump his load in my hole. I was eager for that and happily my fucker quickly relinquished my ass saying “Breed the bitch”. My holes were soon refilled. The fucking was manic and filled with the sounds of his moans and our balls slapping together. He came with a rumbly sort of moan, his body shaking hard and his cock pulsing out squirt after squirt of his sperm. “Oh god that is so fucking hot,” the guy in my mouth intoned. The fuckers cock went limp fast and my original fucker moved to fuck me again but he was pushed aside by the guy was had until now only watched the scene. “I gotta fuck that seeded hole,” he growled pushing down his jeans. His cock was rock hard and sprang out of its confinement like something alive. He was a dark bearded man with steely unreadable eyes. Without another word his sank his cock into my well used hole and I clenched my ass in pain. He was thick and I was not prepared for his girth. He ignored my yelp and preceded to fuck the holy hell out of me. My drunk was apparently delighted with the situation. He ordered me to suck his balls and went on to cheer my latest fucker on. He wanted my hole good and wet with loads. At this point I was so turned on I knew if I touched my dick I would shoot so I confined my actions to my nuts, pulling and massaging them as surrogates to my meat. My fucker was slamming me so hard it was difficult to maintain my balance much less suck balls without accidentally scraping teeth so drunk guy replaced his nuts with his cock. My nose was pressed into his pubes and he held me by the shoulders to steady me so I could take the hard driving fuck the other guy was delivering. Luckily I can hold my breath for a very long time. I enjoyed the feel of is hard cock filling my throat and the lack of oxygen sent me into a light euphoria. I was nothing but a receptacle for cock and loads. I was about to get my second load for the night. With a gargantuan lunge and a grip I was sure would leave bruises the man shot his load. He continued to pound me hard and he swore like a sailor, a series of swear words without any real content or meaning. And then just like that he was gone, pulled out and walked away, tucking himself back in and strolled out of the bar. “That was so fucking hot,” the drunk said as he guided his cock back into my hole. “Oh shit, you are so hot and slick and hot, so hot.” Still drunk I thought. He fucked me leisurely recounting the two breedings he had witnessed. “I think I am I love with you,” he said and giggled. “Fucking cumdump whore faggot cumhole. Jesus Christ I want to see the whole bar fuck your slut hole.” Yes, yes, yes,” I agreed. He did not last much longer dumping his load into me with a long drawn out sigh and rather tender thrusts. “God damn that was the best fuck ever.” I was busy shooting my load onto the filthy floor. I couldn't completely agree but it was a fine little gangbang and I was supremely happy. I turned to tongue lube and cum off the guys half hard cock. When I stood he gazed at me with a happy satisfied smile. I went to tuck his business back in his pants but he stopped me saying to leave it out he had to piss. With a lingering kiss he pulled away and staggered to the bathroom. I pulled up my pants and went back to the bar for another beer and hopefully more cock. My hole was warmed up and loaded and ready for any hard-on that looked my way.

Room 1107 I knew from the beginning he was in over his head. He had no clue what he was getting into and yet he just kept pushing for a meet. And not just any meet but a group fuck with one purpose - to knock him up. I shouldn't have agreed to fuck him, much less organize his demise. But, he looked so cute and fuckable. He had an ass that any top would want to get into, a nice toned body that could probably take a pounding for hours and a face that looked so innocent. I found out two out of the three were right, and that innocence was really naivete. Now, here he was, passed out in his hotel room after the second round with seven more viral loads in his neg ass bringing the total to twelve. I had just put the plug back in his ass after giving his hole a quick brushing to make sure that this was the day he got charged up. Tim was in the shower with Cole and I was chatting with his dad about how his son was influencing his second foray into bug breeding. They even had a little competition on who could claim the most in their first six months of being toxic. "You probably didn't need to wreck his cunt like that. I've been pretty successful just with a good fuck and letting the cum soak in" Tim's dad said. "Me too, but I want to make sure he remembers this weekend as the one where he got pozzed up and there's nothing like the ache for the next week to do it" I replied. Tim came out of the shower naked, looking extra sexy with the grin on his face and the fresh black widow spider tattoo on his left pec. He already had five hash marks under it, each denoting the guys that had succumbed to his viral seed so far. One of them was following him with a big smile of his own. Cole and Tim dressed and then the three of them left, leaving me alone with runninbkbb until the last group of guys showed up. Let me rewind a bit and explain how this little party came to be. I was surfing around as usual and spotted a buddy of mine, Jayden, online. We had met in the clinic when both of us found out we were poz. We talked a lot in those days and helped each other through the shock of finding out we were poz. Neither of us had sought out the bug, but at least for me I knew it was inevitable no matter how hard I tried to deny it. He followed the doctors orders and went on meds right away and I was the rebel. We kept in touch for a while and even fucked a few times since he would only fuck with other poz guys until he was undetectable, but then we drifted apart. I had never seen him on any of the sites but I knew from the pics it was him. I looked over his minimalist profile and noticed one thing that stood out. Instead of "undetectable", he listed his status as "Poz". I know lots of guys when they go on meds leave their status as poz, but I was surprised he would since he was such a big proponent of getting undetectable as soon as possible. When I called him on it, he responded "you're a bad influence, ya know. Ya told me a few too many stories back when we met." It seemed that his roommate kept needling him about never sharing and he finally broke down and stopped his meds about two months earlier. "Didn't tell him I stopped and we have been fucking a few times a week since the beginning of the pandemic. It was just a matter of time" he said. "Is he the only one?" I asked. "Nah, I got a couple others. I'd have a few more but this Covid thing has slowed me down getting much action" he replied. We talked a bit more and I told him my recent exploits. "Fuck, you been havin' a lot of fun" he said, pausing a bit before adding "I got this dude that's chasin' and wanted me to hook him up with a few guys to do the deed. The guys I know that are viral are all bottoms. You think you can help him out?" I laughed and told him those things rarely work out. The guys end up flaking at the last minute and you end up with some pissed off horny tops. He said he knew and that he'd have his roommate as a backup bottom. I got a message from the chaser telling me that he was going to be visiting for the weekend. He really wanted to bottom for an anon gangbang like he'd seen on a lots of porn videos. He'd take care of the hotel and some supplies to keep everyone hydrated. But, he just needed a guy to set up the tops. He didn't want anything huge, just a half dozen guys which I was able to coordinate pretty quickly. I told him I wanted a recent test that proved he was neg, he not be on prep and his understanding that his next test would probably be more positive. It didn't seem to bother him. The bottom kept messaging me and I really did expect him to flake at the last second. "If he flakes - you're hosting and I don't care who bottoms, but you better have someone, preferably neg, that is ready to get filled with charged loads" I told Jayden. Friday night I got message with the room number and told the bottom to be ready at 2pm the next day. A couple guys I lined up wanted to do it early in the afternoon, so I gave 'em 3pm. The next group was at 6pm and the last guys were at 9. I hoped that this would keep the suspicions down from the hotel staff and crossed my fingers. Things were going too smoothly so I was expecting him to ghost. Knocking on the door, I was pleasantly surprised when he opened the door right away. His pictures were surprisingly accurate, but we both stood there a moment checking each other out before he invited me into the room. I dropped my backpack on the dresser and looked around the room and then back at him. Judging by his profile name, I assumed he was a running back in high school and college and now a few years later he still had the same body. His five foot nine frame may have carried ten more pounds than his younger years, but the muscular legs and firm ass were still there. The short, cropped hair continued into the scruff that covered his pale face and surrounded his bloodshot hazel eyes. A tribal tattoo covered his upper left arm and pec. A second tattoo, a multi-color dragon, was on his right forearm. His body was devoid of any hair except his armpits and short, trimmed pubes. "You feelin OK?" I asked after we got inside and the door was closed. I pulled off the towel he had wrapped around his waist to check out what he was hiding. "Yeah, drank a few too many last night after I got here. Kinda nervous since I never done anything like this. Most was a two guys in college fuckin' me after a party when I was drunk" he said with a crackle in his voice, confirming his nervousness. "Just relax and have fun. I setup three sessions so it's never going to be a big crowd in the room here, there's not a lot of room in here anyway. Uh... you all cleaned out? We just want it to be cum n lube that make a mess, right?" I asked. "Uh, yeah. I'm good. I just finished.... Three groups? How many dudes you get?" he asked, sounding even more nervous. I smiled as I looked at him, standing there only in a jockstrap now with the straps framing his sweet looking ass. "There's a couple guys for the first round, three more for the second and then two others for the third. Plus me each round. That OK?" I asked. "Shit... yeah... I guess so. They all look like you?" he asked, the reality of the situation sinking into his hazy mind. "Nope, some younger, some older, some white, the guy you talked to originally to set this thing up. A smorgasbord. They only have a couple things in common" I replied before adding a sinister chuckle. "What's that?" he asked innocently. "They know me and they're viral. No one is shooting blanks" I replied coldly. "You got the stuff I asked for?" I then asked. He nodded and pointed first to some papers on the desk and then toward the bathroom. I quickly glanced at the test report showing no STDs, neg and Thursday's date. In the bathroom sink, I found some mediocre beer on ice and a pack of water bottles. I guessed the water would taste better. "Uh, you said you wanted it to be anonymous. How much? Just not knowing who the guys fucking you? Blindfolded? Hooded? Dark room? Head buried in the bed, ass up?" I asked as I walked back into the room. I spotted a brown bottle of poppers and a bottle of lube on the stand next to the bed. "I brought a blindfold but now I think I want to see the guys that fuck me if they're as hot as you" he answered. I chuckled at the thought, but none of the guys was going to be as hot as me. Jayden might be close but that was it. "You want us to video it or snap pics? Use my phone or yours?" I asked and I realized he hadn't thought much at all about what was going to happen other than him getting fucked by a bunch of guys. "Oh... Uh... I guess. No faces though. Use my phone" he replied, sounding a little unsure. He tapped away at the phone, turning off the screen lock. I opened my pack and pulled out a marker and tossed him a gummie wrapped in cellophane. He looked confused so I said "Edibles... CBD... Weed? It'll help you chill. And a marker to count how many loads you take." He chewed the gummie and slowly it started to hit him. We sat there and chatted a bit about his experiences and he sounded like one of those queer jocks that's buried in the closet and scared for anyone to know what kind of fucked up shit he likes to do sexually. "I like to fuck a little rough. How hard you good with?" I asked. "Rough is good. Just no bruises where people can see em, no broken bones and no choking" he said. I wasn't sure if he had some bad experiences in the past where guys got really physical with or just a wild imagination. While I didn't mind infecting guys with a potentially lethal bug, I wasn't into beating my bottoms bloody so we were on the same wavelength. "Take a couple hits of poppers" I said, wanting him to be ready to go as soon as the first guys got there. ***Round 1*** My phone buzzed and I saw the message "downstairs" from one of the first guys. I'd known Will a long time. He got pozzed shortly after I did and I knew he would stop his meds when he felt the urge to knock a few guys up. He wasn't the hottest guy around, far from it actually, but he had nine uncut inches that loved to wreck guy's holes. "Perfect timing. I can squeeze one more guy in before I start meds again" he said when I messaged him about the party. When there was a knock on the door, my phone buzzed again and number two was here and on his way up. Will stood there as the door closed looking just like the last time I saw him at the bathhouse. He was about six foot, with blond/reddish hair. The mask covered the scar he got from a bar fight, about the only distinctive feature on his plain, forgettable face. His pale complexion showed off his Irish roots and he had a few extra pounds on him but that just added to the "average" look he had. We were ready for the fun to begin. "The other guy is almost here, no sense in wasting time" I told Will who was already half naked. Before there was a knock on the door, Will was lubed and shoving his cock into runninbkbb unmercifully. "FUCK!" the bottom groaned out and Will ignored him. Will never really cared about his bottoms, he just fucked them as hard as he needed to to get off. Another grunt came out of the bottom as I opened the door and I hoped no one heard what was going on in the room. "Glad you could make it. You said it was time to look for another" I said to the artist. "Thanks. You sure were right about sharing my seed. Pizza dude is done and the Golden Dragon is goin' to need a new delivery driver too" he replied, watching Will pound the bottom guy. Almost immediately he started to pull the loose fitting tee and sweatpants off. His boxers came off with his sweats and he stood there naked and already getting hard. It was almost seven inches of thin manhood when hard and he kept slowly stroking it to keep it that way while he watched Will open up the bottom guy. I grabbed the guy's phone and started videoing the pounding he was getting. Will and the artist kept silent while I captured the first cock of the day plowing the bottom's doomed hole. He was the only one making noise - a mixture of grunts and groans. Looking at the nightstand, the lube was still there so Will must have gone in with just some spit or maybe even dry. Being the nice guy that I am, I picked up the poppers and put them in the bottom's hand. It took only a few seconds before he was huffing away on them. Will checked to make sure I was done filming and then gave a couple hard slaps to each butt cheek before growling out "Squeeze that pussy, slut!" A minute later "Yeah... just like that" he groaned so the bottom must have done as he was told. Will picked up the pace and was drilling faster and harder and I thought he might be close. He kept going for another five or six minutes and then just slammed in and froze. "Take that fuckin poz seed, chaser" Will yelled out as I watched his butt clench with each shot of cum. He stood there another minute or so and pulled his spent cock out and backed away. I walked up and added a mark to the bottom's back. The artist was eager for his chance and once Will gave him room he was sliding his bare cock into the bottom's battered hole. He was a little longer than Will, but not as thick. I don't think the bottom guy was quite ready to feel another guy inside him, but other than an "Oh FUCK!" he just took it. I hadn't talked to the artist about his two victims, whether they knew his status or not, or even if he just topped or flipped with them. This might have been the first bottom that knew he was charged up. For someone that claimed to have not topped for a few years until I pozzed him up, he looked quite comfortable in the role. Will had stretched the bottom out and the artist had no problem stuffing his hard cock inside. It was surprising to see how much stamina the artist had fucking him. His skinny body didn't look to be up to the task of a long, hard fuck. I was expecting a quick three or five minute pump and dump, but he kept going. The bottom grunted "harder" and the artist just laughed. "Careful what you ask for" he said and ticked the intensity up a few notches. He fucked that way for a few minutes and when the bottom wasn't complaining, he ticked it up a few more. The sound of the two bodies slamming together echoed off the walls and finally I could hear the bottom start to whimper. A few more minutes and he finally started to beg for the artist to ease up. "No fuckin' way. You said you wanted it harder..." the artist grunted between thrusts. I could tell from his actions though, he was hitting his limit. The last few thrusts were accompanied by a loud groan before he planted his cock in and his body shook. Some guys are almost motionless when they cum, others are very animated and the artist was in the latter group. I had video'd some of his fuck and I was right there with the phone when he pulled out. The gape wasn't huge, but it stayed there for a long time before starting to close. The bottom's hole was definitely looking used and cum was leaking out until Will shoved his dick back in. "Oh god!" the bottom cried out as Will picked up where he left off. He looked like he was trying to fuck harder than the artist did and to me he came close. Ten minutes later though and he rooted himself and dumped several more spurts of toxin into the bottom guy. I got a few good shots of Will forcing some cum out as he fucked but it was time for me to stop being the cameraman and start fucking the bottom. Will took the phone from me and smiled as I lined my dick up. His hole was nicely opened up and I sank my dick into the cummy oriface. My dick was the thickest so far and judging from the groan coming from the bottom, he felt it. I didn't want to be gentle, he already had two guys stretch him out and our mission was to have a bug or two swimming through his veins by the end of the day, so the harder the better. Abuse that hole was the order of the day. I wasn't a total dick, though. Once my cock sank all the way in, I paused a few moments for him to catch his breath before pulling back out, leaving the exposed head of my cock on his bruised hole. He seemed surprised when I slammed in, balls deep, screaming into the bed. I felt his sphincter spasm around my shaft, trying to expel the invader, but I wasn't going to stop now. No sooner was I all the way in and I was dragging my cock back out. I didn't pull out the second time, for now I would be driving long strokes in and out of his tender hole. The screaming died down and was now a grunt every thrust or two. Will had fucked hard, the artist fucked a little harder but I was going to make sure he felt my bigger dick for days. The thing that is different about these type of group fucks is that we all wanted to abuse the neg bottom's hole to make sure that the bug can get into his blood. Regular gangbangs its more about dumping your load in the bottom and then letting the next guy in. There's no guarantee that a rough fuck will infect the guy, but it sure seemed to help with most of the guys I've pozzed. I drilled his ass for about ten minutes and looked back and saw the artist on his knees sucking Will's cock, his long slender fingers gripping Will's butt cheeks tightly. I yanked my cock all the way out and looked at the gaping hole. The ring was an angry red, the white froth covering the tender tissue inside from the three loads that were already deposited was clearly visible and a loud whimper from an empty bottom beckoned my cock back inside. I shoved my dick in hard, ground my hips on his ass and then jackhammered his ass. Only a minute later, the frenzy ended and my cock was shooting more viral spurts of cum into his battered chute. Will was standing next to me when my orgasm ended and it was obvious he wanted to go again. I slapped the bottom's ass and slid my cock out. It was only a couple seconds between my cock coming out and his going in but the bottom still whimpered loudly. Will fucked like he did the first round but it took a lot less time for him to dump his load. The artist's blowjob must have gotten him close. I got to experience it several seconds later when the artist's tongue was lapping at my cock, licking up as much cum and ass juice as he could find. Cock, balls, groin, pubes and thighs all got cleaned with his eager tongue. Will grunted a few times before he came and the artist looked up at me apologetically. I had to chuckle, he was torn between sucking a cum covered cock and fucking the bottom again, but he knew what his duty was today. The blowjobs were just a bonus. This time, he lasted longer than Will's last turn before grabbing the bottom's shoulders and planting himself as deep as he could get before pumping another load of charged juice into the bottom. I heard the door close as Will left just as the artist gave a few hard slaps to the bottom and pulled out. I dug into my backpack and pulled out a fresh toothbrush and turned it between my fingers. "You empty?" I asked. The artist gave a short laugh and replied "Yeah, need a few hours to recharge these balls. I'd love to stay but I have to go talk to a guy about a painting he wants done. Uh, gimme a call sometime. This was fun." I walked over to the bed and spread the bottom's ass cheeks apart with one hand and pushed the toothbrush in. "What ya doin?" the artist asked as he pulled his sweats and shirt on. I sneered back at him, saying "Just workin the cum in. I want to make sure it sticks." The bottom had buried his face into the bed and began to scream. In and out, twist, in and out, twist around again. I looked and the artist stood there mesmerized. I pulled the brush out and the bristles were covered in pink ooze. "You're one twisted fuck. You never did that to me and I got knocked up. Isn't a bunch of loads from several guys enough?" the artist asked. "As I said, just makin' sure his neg days are numbered" I replied to the artist. I saw him rubbing his crotch and knew he was turned on. I stood up and went to the bathroom and rinsed the brush off in the bathtub faucet. When I came back, the artist was fingering the guy's hole. He pulled it out and looked closely at it and gave a quick lick to his fingertip. "He's totally fucked, man" the artist said, followed by a big grin. He put his mask back on and headed to the door, giving me an elbow tap on the way. I had to chuckle, we just shared a guy's ass, coating each other's cocks in each other's semen and he sucked my cum covered cock, yet he gave me a covid handshake.

Bound and Caged Collegeboy and I stood in front of the 3 flat on Thursday night, ready for the second round. "How's his ass?" Tim asked. "Pretty good. He may be straight but he's used to getting fucked. He might actually enjoy it. Are you going to fuck him tonight or just be a rebellious bottom?" I asked back. He laughed quietly and just smiled. I pressed the button for Unit A and the gate buzzed again, letting us in. Carlos met us at the door wearing only his boots and a bulldog harness. Once again, we stripped at the door and followed Carlos down the stairs. This time, Juan was already down there waiting. His hands were bound with a rope that held them above his head to the ceiling joist eyelets. A ball gag was strapped to his head, stretching his mouth open and filling the opening. I gazed down his body and found a clamp on each nipple with a chain connecting them. Several inches lower, I saw that his pubes were now shaved off and a metal cage confined his cock. Glancing the rest of the way down, I saw Juan standing on his toes, the rope above him taught and leaving him a couple inches too high above the floor to be standing flat on his feet. Tim took his place on the bed with only a slight nudge from Carlos. Walking circles around Juan, I tugged on the chain a few times and roughly fingered his hole with each pass I made. I noted some of the tattoos on his body including one between his shoulder blades that said "Owned by Carlos" with a barcode under it. I wondered if Carlos was going to add another mark showing Juan's new status. "You don't need to tattoo my name on him when he's poz" I said to Carlos. "Yeah, you'll have marked him on the inside" he replied with an evil laugh. "The cage? You're not letting him cum anymore while he's still shooting blanks?" I asked. "No, but he gets a reward after he's fully charged. I got a couple girls for him to fuck and pass his gift on to. All their clients might pick it up too" Carlos said before laughing loudly. I stopped in front of Juan and leaned in close before I whispered into Juan's ear "Today you're going to beg for my charged load, right?" He shook his head from side to side, trying to scream 'NO!' around the gag. I yanked down hard on the chain, making the butterfly clamps dig into his tortured nips. "Wrong answer, Juan" I said. Releasing the chain, I laughed and said "when you think I'm close you need to yell out 'Poz me!' Understand?" His eyes still had the look of fear and panic, but he slowly nodded up and down this time. As I moved behind him I caressed his back, feeling the welts and scars until I reached his ass. "We know what happens when you disobey orders, right?" I said loud enough for Carlos to hear before slapping his right ass cheek hard. Juan replied with a muffled "Yes, SIR!" and nodded again. Looking over Juan's shoulder I saw Carlos pulling a few items out of the bins on the wall. Once again, I worried about Tim getting abused but I remembered how hard his cock was last week when he was disciplined. My chest was resting on Juan's back and I could feel him tense up. He begin to tremble when my arm wrapped around his chest, pulling him tighter. My cock was rigid and pressed between his butt cheeks. "Feel my bug deep inside you?" I whispered into his ear. Juan rocked his head side to side. "It will be soon if it isn't already. It only takes one fuck with some and a few more with others. Ask Tim how it crept up on him. Only a few fucks and then the bug ravaged his body" I said a little louder. "That was a fuckin' bitch and I didn't even know what it was. I just thought it was the flu" Carlos said from across the room with Tim nodding along. I slowly slid my cock along Juan's ass crack, the precum now starting to flow and coat the crevice. He trembled a little more next to me and I kind of wished I could see his eyes. I could see Carlos walking back toward Tim with a few things that he laid out on the bed. Grabbing a bit, he put it into Tim's mouth before buckling the leather straps behind his head. Carlos wrapped some of Tim's hair in his fist and pulled him up so he was kneeling on the bed. "After last time, I don't trust you. At the first sign of you not being an obedient bottom fag, I'm pulling out and then the real fun begins. If you saw Juan's back, you know I have no problems whipping you until you beg for mercy and then going on a while longer" Carlos told Tim. I watched and listened closely to what Carlos did while I humped Juan's butt. He reached over and picked up a leather strap with his other hand and gave a hard "THWACK!" on Tim's ass. Tim grunted as soon as the leather hit him. I'm sure there was a large red mark on his pale skin but I couldn't see it since Carlos was obscuring Tim's right side. Carlos's cock seemed to get even stiffer and thicker as he hit Collegeboy. Tim's cock was also pointing straight out and hard as a rock. Adjusting the angle of my cock, I pushed up from the bottom of Juan's bubble butt until it found the pucker. The moment Carlos gave Tim a second hit, I speared into Juan's hole and impaled him with my cock. Tim and Juan both let out muffled screams. Juan was writhing from his ropes while Tim was frozen stiff. Carlos pressed his rigid cock to Tim's ass and slowly drove in. Once he was fully planted, he set the strap back on to the bed and let go of Collegeboy's hair. Tim stayed upright and Carlos withdrew his cock until just the head was inside. "That's a good boy" Carlos said before rocking his hips and plowing back into Tim's greedy ass. My cock was now drilling Juan's hole and while the position was awkward, I made the most of it. The only thing making Juan's hole slick was a little bit of spit and my precum. I loved the friction between his chute and my cock, knowing how much easier I was making it for my bug to invade his body. Each thrust left behind dozens of tiny tears in his colon, inviting the virus to go invade his body. I could hear his whimpers and without the gag they would have been much louder. While I fucked, I looked up and followed the rope to see where it was tied off. I wasn't sure that Carlos would be happy if I lowered his boy down, but I really wanted to change positions to be able to fuck Juan harder. Moving my arm from around his chest to around his neck, I was able to jab my cock in to the base and making Juan grunt around the gag. I began to hammer his hole hard while I watched Carlos do the same to Tim. I knew my move needed to be quick so I slammed in hard and yanked my cock back out. A couple dark drips ran down Juan's legs while I moved over to the wall and untied the rope. To get it untied, I had to pull Juan completely off the ground which caused a few more pained groans from his tired arms. Once he was lowered back to the ground, I pulled the rope free from the eyelets. I could feel Carlos' cold gaze on me while I moved behind the bed, pulling Juan closer to the edge of the bed and tying the rope to the opposite bedpost. Back behind Juan, I bent him the rest of the way over a shoved my cock back inside his still gaping hole. My hand wrapped around the back of Juan's neck and I pressed it hard into the mattress. Juan grunted loudly around the gag as I slammed in a second time. My cock stabbed into him over and over, just like the knives did when he was in jail. I jabbed left then right, up then down making sure that my cock dug into every part of Juan's cock sleeve. Briefly, I looked over and Carlos had turned his attention back to Tim. I wondered what was going through Tim's mind - would he be a good bottom or a greedy power bottom trying to wrest control from Carlos. Juan's ass got looser until I slapped his butt and he would clench back down on my cock. I did several cycles of that until I heard him talking around his gag. "Breed me, sir" was what it sounded like and got louder after a few more thrusts. When the words got loud enough for all of us to hear I said firmly "Wrong words, Juan. Try again." I heard him whine and I then increased the intensity of my strokes. It took a couple more minutes and he finally spoke the words that I wanted to hear - "Poz me, sir" Juan begged behind the ball gag. I gave a hard shove, plowing deep inside his cunt. He said it again, this time with more urgency to his voice. I pulled back and held my cock just inside his chute for about ten seconds. He said it again and I began to grin. I slammed in deep again, feeling his body shake underneath me. I was close and he knew it, but I think he also had resigned himself to the fate Carlos had chosen for him. I hammered in with a half dozen quick strokes before holding myself right at the entrance. "POZ. ME. SIR!!" Juan yelled out. Each word was distinct and barely muffled. "You got it boy" I growled out and shoved in until I was fully planted. Hard spurts of my viral seed shot out, filling his battered tunnel with my load. I felt him squeeze and release his outer ring, milking every drop of cum I had. Wrapping my arms around him, I held him tight as the last few pulses pumped more of my bug into him. My breaths were labored and as I lay across Juan's back I saw Carlos giving in to his own orgasmic bliss as he pumped his bug-free load into Tim. Judging by the expression on Carlos' face, Tim had chosen the less dramatic road today and left his greedy bottom persona at home. My cock was still planted inside Juan, holding all of my infected seed inside him and letting it work it's magic. I looked over at Carlos and asked "What's your plan for him? How far are you going to let it go?" I gave a hard thrust and got another grunt out of Juan. "All the way. I know he pulled the trigger on at least four guys, so he's going to live a lot longer than they got. Besides, I'll be bored with him in a couple years so it will make it easy to end it that way" Carlos said coldly. A few seconds later he asked "Have any of the guys you pozzed, died yet? Ya know, from the bug?" "Not that I know of, but it was only about six years ago that I got pozzed and I don't keep in contact with most of the guys I fuck" I replied. "Except your boyfriend here" Carlos sneered as he pulled his cock out of Collegeboy.

Nothing better than being fucked in the back of the bar with other guys watching

Part 2....... I got so obsessed with my dad since that day when i left my spunk in his arse st the ABS that I arranged activities where I could see him naked like Gym showers, swimming etc and sniffing and checking his used jockeys from the laundry. He had a great manly body and such a beautiful dick and bullballs, nice. I was kinda messed up mentally because I still wanted and loved pussy, but this was my Dad, my father, my guardian, protector and I was planning and scheming and perving on having him again. I fought it, but lust came calling Hard. Anyway, that's that, my dad had bought me a scooter to get around instead of using his car and I used to sit outside his work at the cafe to watch him, there he was, grey beard, tall and strong, handsome in a grey 3 piece suit getting in his car, he was early today. I followed him, sweating in my helmet, but unrecognisable, he pulled up in the park I jumped, my phone rang, it was my dad, I could see him, he asked me how I was, did I fancy dinner tonight etc, yes , I asked what he was doing, he said he was sat at his desk busy, catch u later I said. He got out of his car and walked into the restroom, kinda looking out of place in his suit. I left my helmet on and went in, 3 stalls, 2 taken, I went into empty cubicle and could hear muffles and odd bangs to walls, I noted a Hole in wall, covered over with toilet paper, I move it and see a beautiful hairy arse moving back and forth in the hole on his side and some groaning going on, I look under the stalls and see black office shoes and grey office trousers over the top of them and ankles backs of, dad's, my dad's ankles, obviously being fucked by hairy arse Man, I was kind of jealous for some reason, but severely boned up. I am in the stall 10 minutes, listening and wanking to my dad getting fucked, it went quiet, but then I hear someone come in to the next stall. I look through the hole and its my dad! My dad pulls down his pants and much to my surprise he is sporting a 9 inch king of a hard on. He sits down on the toilet and starts stroking it. I put my visor up on helmet and my mouth to the glory hole and In two seconds I feel the head of his cock slowly slipping into my mouth. I start to slowly suck the head of his cock , my fathers cock in and out of my mouth inching it closer to my throat. Soon I am deep throating my dads beautiful cock till the hairs at the base are tickling my nose. I can smell his pubes, his groin, his man sweat hear him start moaning and he begins to fuck my throat faster until I feel and taste the first jet of sperm hit the back of my throat. I move my face back because I want the rest of his cum in my mouth so I suck the head while stroking his shaft. The next warm spurt hit the roof of my mouth and ran down under my tonge. As I swallowed my dads first mouthful of warm sperm I heard someone going into the stall on the other side of him. My dad heard it to and pulled his cock out of my mouth and through the glory hole but not before one last rope of warm cum landed in my mouth. I heard dad breathing hard in the stall and watched as he sprayed the rest of his cum in the toilet. I looked through the glory hole and in the stall was my dad, backing onto the hole in the wall, being jerked forward, so he is obviously being fucked and I still have dads cum in my mouth and here he is with his pants down getting fucked groaning again, i seen his face, his getting fucked face. He taps on the partition hole and puts his mouth up to the glory hole and I immediatly shoves my dick through the hole into my dad's mouth and starts getting really tuned on. i hear a door open and close and feel a difference on my dick, my dad was again riding my bare dick, it was so warm and silky that I found myself spurting warm cum in to my dads used arse. I now added my cum to the two strangers cum in my fathers arse My dad finaly pulls it back out through the hole and is gone. I sat on the toilet slowly stroking my cock feeling the stickiness on my dick and the warm sperm in my pubes from the strangers cum in my father's arse and his spunk taste still on my tonge. My phone rings, its Dad...........tbc

"Fuck!" Jake moaned as Tanner began milking his friend's cock - expertly, slurping and licking the round, throbbing head and coating it in his boy saliva. One more finger full of crystal shoved up the boy's cunt and he was ready for a real, deep-dickin' - primed for a deep, pozzin experience. As I worked my second-finger in his expanding cunt, he moaned deeply. "Definitely ready" The chems had taken over, eroded all his resistance and he began pushing his hot arse back on my knuckles. Pre-cum flowed from his cock with every thrust and turn of my fingers and, with each squirt of pure, crystal fluid from his negboy cock he was becoming less of a boy and more of a man. Jake was loving the attention his cock was getting, moaning like it was the best thing ever. I smiled at the perfect corruption before me as Tanner's hole quivered around the knuckles of my two, big digits, the last deposit of crystal finally vanishing into the walls of his arse. The job of chemming this perfect little jock boy was done - now the fun could finally begin. I shucked out of my clothes, letting my cock finally break free of it's cage. It pointed, like a magnet, directly at Tanner's virgin hole. My cock would break Tanner into the world of poz sex - corrupt that perfect little all-star stud into a pregnant little sex-pig. As I spat a wad of saliva on my ever growing cock, I sauntered towards my prize. "Pull your ass cheeks open bro" Jake ordered "I'll keep you balanced on my dick" Jake - what a fucking find! Tanner reached back and pulled his cheeks out for me - revealing even more of the entrance to that perfect, chemmed-up little jock-gut. "Boy, you ready to get fucked" I whispered in his ear "You ready to feel me in you...churning some cum deep in my boy's gut?" He whimpered as Jake pulled his cock out his friend's drooling mouth. "Answer him bro" he said as Tanner bit his lip "I..." he started "I want to get fucked" he blurted, sighing heavily as I vibrated my fingers in his sphincter. "Fuck.." he moaned as another string of pre-cum oozed out his cock. "Yeah, please, fuck me?" he whimpered "I need you to fuck me!" "Good boy" I said, pulling my fingers out his cunt and lining my cock up with hole. "You want me to breed you slut" I said "Yes" he replied immediately "PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!" I rested my throbbing head up against his tiny, unlubed jock-boy hole. A firm but gentle thrust and the tip pierced him - a small way in, just the tip as I parted his velvet cunt for the first time. "Oh baby boy you are just, the fucking stud" I said, pushing a bit further, using my hands push on the small of his rippling back. He sighed deeply as he arched into my cock, piercing him totally - spreading his tight hole open and around my head, popping into him like a Key into a lock. He moaned, I felt his whole body shudder in tenseness as he dropped Jake's dick out of his throat, overcome with the sensations of my rod gliding into him. "Fuck boy" i said, as an inch disappeared up him, his hole clenching my dick whilst the soft walls massaged my sensitive tip. There was a tight corner up his cunt and my cock seemed not to be able to pass. Jake instinctively ready my expression and whipped out a fresh bottle of poppers - putting them under Tanner's nose, telling him to inhale good and deep. As the fumes hit, the kink in his ass vanished and my cock dove a good six inches into him as he gasped for air, shuddering a another fresh dose of negboy cum from his dangling penis. "Nice boy, real nice - just ease yourself into it, let daddy stretch your virgin cunt out - get it good and moist" Another contraction as he took another hit of poppers and my cock vanished up him, balls-deep in the hottest stud I'd ever fuckin' seen - his beautiful pink hole pulsing on my shaft, milking it's toxic payload with perfect rhythm. That's when Jake slowly guided Tanner's mouth back to his long cock by the stud's light blond hair, "Dont let go again" Jake commanded, pulling the boy down onto his cock in one direct movement as Tanner's anus spasmed along my shaft.

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck" he chided as I got up, pulled on some sweats and strode to the door. Tanner furiously stuffed his throbbing cock back into his pants, pulled his shirt back down and sat back on the couch, trying to look like nothing was happening - pretending to watch T.V "Don't worry man" I said, throwing my head back to shoot him a big grin, "You're already fucking mine" I whispered so he didn't hear. Jake was outside; a large overnight bag thrown over his shoulder and a huge grin on his face. "Come in bro" I said, motioning to the big room behind us with my cock as it tented in the jockey fabric of my sweats. "Nice" Jake said, meeting me in a deep, passionate kiss out of Tanner's line of sight. Jake was such a hottie - I felt up his tight, swimmers torso under the fabric of his polo. "We gonna get this party started?" I asked as we broke our kiss. Jake nodded at the heavy bag over his shoulder and flashed me an evil grin. "Good boy...let's go get this jock tweaked" I whispered in his ear, shutting the door behind him. I felt Jake exhale - raditating a deep desire to initiate his hot little friend into the party-fold. Jake walked straight into the kitchen with his stuff, calling out to Tanner as I returned to the jock's side, still shirtless and tenting: "Hey man" Jake called, "Got the booze - bringin the noise man, what you boys been upto?" Dace was still visibly flushed with sex and still trying to conceal his erection.. I shot him a wink as I joined him on the couch - trying to tease him into a kiss but, getting nothing. Tanner tried to wriggle some distance between us as he answered: "Chillin' man. We've just been, chillin" Jake smiled to himself in the kitchen as he loaded a cap of my potent G into one of the sweet, sugary drinks he'd bought at the market: one capful is usually all it takes to get a jock-boy good and hungry for some raw dick, pushing those boundaries far enough to make them receptive to even darker suggestion. However, no matter how hard you try, there's always a gross after-taste to the stuff I get. It's good but, boy does it taste like crap. Luckily, sugar goes a long way to making it better - not to mention the fact that those cheap, alco-pop flavoured drinks are gross to begin with. Jake popped a bottle of amyl into his pocket and sauntered into the living room as I got up to replace him in the kitchen - I wanted to collect a few 'props' of my own from my play-bag but, also see if Jake could take the next step in his education and chem up his perfect friend alone. Tanner was still in a state of agitation, nearly being outed as a bottom-boy fag had really got to him - he grabbed the drink Jake offered him, downing the tumbler full of chem-pop in one, long hit. He slammed the glass on the little table next to him and scrunched up his face like he'd taken a hit of strong whisky: "dude, what the fuck was that?" He blurted as the taste hit him. Jake looked down at the pinkish liquid in his glass, trying to conceal a giant smirk: "Raspberry-Nado" he said, remembering the label. Tanner squirmed, shaking his tongue in the air. "I know, I know" Jake said sipping on the 'same' drink - "It's fucking gross dude but, it gets you totally fucking blitzed...Honestly, I've already had one on the way over - it gets better the second time, promise" Jake said, handing Tanner his own drink and shouting to me in the kitchen to 'bring more booze'. I smiled to myself - Jake really was a hot little find, a real dom-top, chemslut in training. He was a natural and I couldn't help but be so proud for having brought that out of him so young and perfect. He'd corrupt so many fucking boys - he had all the hallmarks of becoming a man no boy could resist.

As the clock reached 9pm, I pulled my tongue out of him - kneeling behind him to admire my work. Tanner's little boy-pussy was begging to get filled as it glistened with spit, radiating jock-boy warmth. Tanner's cock had snaked out of his briefs and was oozing a stream of clean, teen-boy pre-cum; a whole silver thread of it connected his cock to a pool below. As I looked at the boy before me I couldn't help but marvel at his genes. Surfer God body with the face of a chiseled jock model - their wasn't an angle, pants around his knees, t-shirt pushed up his back, from which he couldn't be admired; his sparkling, innocent eyes fluttering against the pleasures emanating from his anus. "I'll get you there" I thought to myself as I dove under him, looping my tongue about the string of pre-cum oozing from his cock. Swirling it around my mouth: savouring the sweet, salty taste of his negboy juice - like 18 year-old, fine fucking wine: this boy literally tasted as good as he looked and I licked up every last drop of his perfect pre-spunk from the floor under him - running my tongue across the slick floor till it was clean and gone. As I finished, I quickly tossed Tanner around, pulling his tight, tan frame under my naked, muscled body, joining him in a deep, penetrative cum-kiss - pushing my slick, pre-cum covered tongue into his surprised mouth, forcing him to taste it, enjoy it: his own, pure, sweet teen-boy pre-jizz, swirling it round his hot mouth as I held him in place. He barely resisted; his senses in overload. He made a vain attempt to try and kick me off him but couldn't - or didn't. Either way, he eventually let out a deep sigh and reciprocated the kiss, swapping his sweet nectar back and forth with me, eventually swallowing it as we broke the kiss. "Such a fucking slut" I thought, running my hands through his blonde hair. The door-bell rang as I wiped my mouth along my forearm, smelling remnants of his precious pre-jizz in the fur of my forearm. Tanner suddenly seemed to wake-up as soon as he heard the door-bell. "Fuck!" he almost yelled, fumbling to get out of me like a caged animal. "Come on Dude" he whispered, nervously struggling to pull his jeans up from around his knees. "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck" he chided as I got up, pulled on some sweats and strode to the door.