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I was in the capital city a few weeks ago for work. A guy from BBRT told me to meet him at a park which he told me was a cruising spot. He didn’t have any face pics, just body and cock. I got there around 9pm and just walked around a bit before ending down on my knees sucking a huge dick. The guy shot deep in my throat before leaving. Two buddies with beers then fucked me. One shot his load on his bud’s dick who kept fucking using it as lube before himself shooting deep inside my ass. After that, I got fucked and bred by one last guy. I came back to my hotel with cum dripping down my legs to find a message on BBRT from the guy who had directed me to the park. He thanked me for the blowjob and for the show. I guess he had stayed and was lurking around after shooting in my mouth. I had not seen the face of any of the four guys who gave me their loads that night.

As you know, this is fiction. It's fantasy. Obviously, consent is necessary. We all know this. Anyway... _________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Brian pulled his car outside of the address Mr. Miller had given him, all his belongings in the trunk or backseat. It was nearly dark, the task of shaving all his body hair off taking considerable time. Now he was smooth. Since leaving Mr. Miller’s office, the effect over Brian’s mind had started to lessen. While he was still complying with Mr. Miller’s orders, there were moments of hesitation which reached out to the surface. As he had been shaving his chest, his hand had stopped for a brief moment as the desire to keep the hair which had made him feel like a man took hold in his mind. The interruption did not last as Mr. Miller’s control took over and he continued shaving. Even as he had taken his belongings to his car, there was a moment of sadness knowing his things were about to be sold. Still, he did as he was told. Brian left his car and walked to the front door, ringing the bell. The door opened, Mr. Miller appearing in a bathrobe which was tied tightly shut. A smile turned his lips. “Welcome, Brian. You’re later than I expected.” “Sorry,” Brian said. Mr. Miller’s eyebrow raised as he noticed the lack of the use “Master.” His control was wearing off. “Come inside,” Mr. Miller said, stepping back and allowing his student inside. “Take a seat in the living room.” Brian did as he was told. In the living room there was a large TV mounted on the wall with the couch angled directly toward it. There was a coffee table between them on which there were several books. If Brian had been able to take in his surroundings better, he would have noticed that each book was dedicated to images of the male body and sexual positions. All but one at the bottom which was titled The Human Mind and How to Control It by Andrew Miller. “Would you like a drink?” Mr. Miller asked. Normally he wouldn’t ask his slave if he wanted a drink. He wouldn’t ask him if he wanted anything. But he knew that his control was wearing off, and not wanting to shock Brian out of his trance, he needed to ease him into the next phase without scaring him off. It was a delicate task creating a sex slave. Mr. Miller had done it only twice before, the first failing to respond to the hypnosis after a few sessions and the other losing Mr. Miller’s interest after only a year. As he looked at Brian who was standing in the living room, staring at the television, he had a feeling that he wouldn’t find himself bored. He had found himself a winner. “Here,” Mr. Miller said, handing Brian a glass. “It’s Whiskey.” “I…” Brian started, a bit of his buried mind coming to the surface. “I’m not… 21.” “It’s alright,” Mr. Miller said, pushing the drink into his hand. “I won’t tell anyone if you don’t.” Brian slowly took the glass but did not drink it. “Sit down, Brian,” Mr. Miller said, motioning to the couch. Brian sat down while Mr. Miller pulled out his phone and opened an app. “I’ve been working on something that I’d like to show you,” Mr. Miller said, pressing a button which lit up the television screen. “Tell me what you think.” The screen started flashing like a strobe light while a strange noise filtered through the sound system. Mr. Miller watched the reflection of the screen in Brian’s eyes which were growing wide while his mouth fell slack. The drink in his hand fell to the floor, spilling the whiskey. “Looks like you like it,” Mr. Miller said. The subliminal messages within the videos he had sent to Brian before had been subtle, just enough to do the trick without turning him into a completely mindless husk. This video was stronger. He had been working on it for several months, syncing the flashes and the binaural beats. Images from porn were spliced in just for good measure. While there was no guarantee it would work, Mr. Miller had found it to be suitable when he had tried it out on his neighbor, Matt. Inviting Matt over for a football game while giving him time away from his wife was all Mr. Miller’s neighbor needed to find himself on the couch, mindless, unaware of what was happening to him. Matt had been a good fuck. His ass was a real bleeder. Perhaps I’ll introduce Brian to him someday, Mr. Miller thought. “Brian,” Mr. Miller said, stepping toward the television and looking at his student directly. “Who am I?” “My Master,” Brian said. “And who are you?” “Your slave.” “Very good,” Mr. Miller said, pulling his bathrobe open and revealing his almost naked body beneath. With the warmer weather, beads of sweat had started to collect under the bathrobe, hiding within his armpits and thick chest hair which ran down his stomach, disappearing beneath a pair of leather briefs on which a biohazard symbol was printed. While he had liked to have seen Brian react, taking in the sight of the teacher he had wanted to fuck for so long, knowing that the young man was under his control was enough to make him hard. “Brian, remove all your clothing.” Brian stood up, eyes still glued to the television, and started stripping, revealing a hairless body beneath. Mr. Miller stepped forward and ran his hands along Brian’s hairless chest and abs, loving the feeling of his smooth, warm skin. As his boxers were removed, Mr. Miller caught sight of the hair Brian had missed, those strands around his cock, hidden within the cage. No matter, he thought, running a hand down to Brian’s ass. There was a slight sweat in the young man’s crack, allowing Mr. Miller’s fingers to slide down and find his asshole. Brian had done well shaving his ass much to Mr. Miller’s surprise. He positioned his middle finger over Brian’s hole and pushed inside, pressing his other hand on Brian’s chest as his body jumped from the intruding finger. “Let me in,” Mr. Miller said. For sexual partners, he would say, “Relax,” but Brian wasn’t his partner. He was his slave. Having him tense was at times better, giving him something to struggle against. His finger was almost up to his knuckle, the tip of his finger searching inside for Brian’s prostate. Unable to fit anymore of his finger inside without fisting the young man’s ass, he angled his finger and pressed down, finding the small gland. Brian moaned, his cock jerking in the cage without being able to grow. Mr. Miller could have told him to lose his erection again, Brian being under his control, but there was still the need for what would remain of Brian’s free mind to learn. He’d have to learn not to get hard, to find pleasure in his ass when pleasure was appropriate. It was Mr. Miller’s pleasure that mattered, and Brian had to learn this. “Do you like that, slave?” Mr. Miller said, his one hand still grinding down on Brian’s prostate while his other moved down to the testicles. “Yes, Master.” “Know, Brian, that I will no longer be calling you by your name. Your name no longer matters. Your identity does not reside in what came before today. You are now what I’m making you. You are my slave and shall answer to the word. Do you understand?” “Yes, Master.” “Good, slave,” he said. Brian’s balls were starting to rise up toward his body, seeking release, but Mr. Miller wrapped his fist around his scrotum and squeezed, pulling down slightly. Brian’s body shook as pain warned him of his Master’s grip. If it hadn’t been for the video playing, Brian would have been pulled out of his trance. Soon he would suffer all types of pain while staying under Mr. Miller’s control, but for now, he was being eased in. “If I have my way,” Mr. Miller said, his grip on Brian’s balls growing tighter, continuing to pull down, “your balls will hang down to your knees and drag on the ground as you crawl across the floor. Do you believe it is possible?” “Yes, Master,” Brian said, his voice breaking from the pain. A slight tear entered the corner of his eye. “Good, slave,” he said, releasing his balls, giving them a smack. “I think it’s time for us to begin your transformation. Follow me.” Mr. Miller led his slave down a hall and stopped at a door on which a latch was built in at the top and bottom. Neither was bolted at the time. “Welcome to your new life,” Mr. Miller said, opening the door. Inside there were two slings, a doggy cage in the corner, a bench on which to either fuck or discipline, and a cabinet in which Mr. Miller kept other items at the ready. While he desired a sex slave, there were always nights when he wanted to fuck a random stranger. While the padded cuffs and small collars were suited for random fucks, the cuffs which were known to rub skin raw along with thick, unrelenting collars would be used specifically for Brian. The whips were for anyone. The as-of-yet unwashed butt plugs were waiting for Brian’s hungry hole. “You said your darkest fantasy was to have my babies,” Mr. Miller said. “That’s exactly what you’re going to do. Tonight, I’m going to infect you with my toxic cum. Tonight, I will mark you as my own. My DNA will forever be in your body, destroying you even when I’m not here. Isn’t that what you want?” “Yes, Master.” “Good,” he said, though it no longer mattered if it was what he wanted. “Slave, get into the sling.” As Brian climbed into the sling, Mr. Miller went to the cabinet and pulled out a ball gag on which there were indentations of teeth from previous men and slaves. He brought it to Brian and fitted it into the slave’s mouth without asking him to open. He had to learn. He made it as tight as he could without causing his slave too much harm. Brian’s eyes had wandered up to the red light on the ceiling, the glow filling his eyes. In this light, Mr. Miller thought, his slave looked beautiful. “I’ll always remember this moment,” Mr. Miller said, stepping back from Brian. He removed his leather briefs, revealing a nine-inch cock, thick and veiny. “Time to own your life.” ________________________________________________________________________________________ Let me know what you want to see happen. I've got ideas but only so many. No real end in mind, so we can go almost anywhere. Obviously, full on fucking is coming up next.

Do you shave? Bleach? Laser? Wax? Furry? Let’s see some holes out there. Love to see fellow bottoms and what they’re working with. Here’s mine, feel free to comment, rate etc…

I was traveling this past weekend to visit a friend who lives in Rehoboth and passed by Harrisburg, PA on my way through. There's a sex shop off the highway that I've always seen but never stopped in, but this time I was determined to check it out. When I arrived, there were 2 other cars there. I assumed one belonged to the worker and the other was a customer, so I figured maybe I'd at least to get suck one cock. I went inside and saw the video arcade immediately to the left. It took bills so I didn't even walk up to the guy at the counter, just ducked in to the left and started looking around. It was somewhat dark inside, and I noticed the booths were "buddy booths" where each booth had 1 screen to the left and the right and a small cubby area where you could stand to stroke your cock, either privately or to put on a show for your neighbor. I didn't see anyone else around so I ducked into a nearby booth, took the screen to the left, and put in a dollar. Scrolling through the videos, I found a nice one of a hot bear getting plowed raw by a muscular daddy. I pulled out my cock and started rubbing it when I saw a guy come into my booth and take the screen to the right. He was older, maybe late 50s/early 60s, grey and average build. He eyed up my (8" cut) cock as I was stroking it and pulled his own out. Seeing his daddy cock lit the hunger in me, I zeroed in my focus on his dick and licked my lips before getting down on my knees and taking it into my mouth. I was so horny, on my knees jerking my dick with a fat cock in my mouth where anyone could walk up on us. After a few moments of hungrily devouring his cock, he pulled me up to him to kiss me deep. I turned around and stepped back in the cubby space on my side of the booth, showing him my ass. He came up close behind me and bit down gently on my neck while he was rubbing my hole with his finger. I reach back and found his cock, positioning it at my pussy. He rubbed the head around but didn't seem to indicate that he wanted to fuck. I was a little disappointed but still turned on. Just then, another man came walking into our booth and found me up against the wall with my pants down, and another man behind me with his pants down as well. He assumed I was getting fucked, and said how hot it was. He was pretty hot- tan, fit, maybe early-mid 40s with short dark hair. Wearing a dark blue polo tucked into tan khakis, he looked like he was on his way home from work. He unzipped his fly and whipped out his cock, it was beautiful. About 8", cut, big low hanging balls, nice dark bush. I immediately turned around and bent over, sucking it into my mouth while the man behind me continued to rub his cock on my hole. The new guy still thought I was getting fucked and was asking him about how my ass felt, was I tight, was he fucking me good, etc. I was a bit coy and didn't wanna disappoint him, so I just kept sucking his dick and licking his balls. He kept calling me boy and himself daddy - it was really turning me on. He bent down to whisper in my ear how he wanted to bring me back to his house and breed the fuck out of my hole. At one point another, older man came upon our little scene but 'daddy' was being kind of protective over me and not letting him join in, only watch. Honestly that turned me on even more with him acting like I was his property after only knowing me for a few minutes. The new older guy was enjoying the show at least, and kept egging the other two on. They all commented on how much of a slut I was and how much i loved getting used by these strangers in a sex shop. Eventually, the man behind me got a bit tired or something and kind of stopped playing with my hole. I stood up straight to stretch a bit and daddy got down on his knees and took my dick in his mouth. Normally I don't like to cum first until I've satisfied my tops, but this guy was hot and I wanted to please him, so I gave him my load all over his face like he wanted. I was pretty bummed when he zipped up and left pretty quickly after that - I looked for him after, but he was gone. I really wanted his dick in me. Probably about 15 minutes had passed with the three of us in the booth. I walked back out after straightening my clothes and noticed a few more guys lingering about the common area. Two were guys of hispanic descent and the third was a muscle white guy in an orange tank top. Even though I had just cum I was still horny and determined to get at least 1 load before I hit the road. Walked into the bathroom briefly to look in the mirror and blow my nose (was running a bit from deep throating daddy's big dick) and headed back out. I didn't see the muscle stud, so I ducked into a booth and started rubbing my dick through my shorts. Before long, one of the latino guys came up in my booth and wasted no time pulling out his cock. It was nice and hard, cut, about 6". Wanting to get to the point, I got right on my knees and started sucking. From the corner of my eye, I saw him motioning with his hand like he was beckoning someone else over. Suddenly, the muscle stud came up next to him and I was so happy - i wanted him badly. I started rubbing the front of his shorts and felt a nice bulge. The latino guy was positioning himself back behind me in the cubby area, and starting to play with my hole while I freed the muscle man's cock from his pants. I gasped at how thick it was, and how big his balls were. It wasn't the longest cock, but its girth and his giant balls were incredible. "It's so big..." i said. "Yea" was all he said in response. I bent over and took in my mouth while the latino guy took this chance to briefly eat out my hole. Soon, I felt his cock at my entrance. Without asking, or any mention of condoms or status, he slid in my ass raw and started to fuck me. I was tight and taken a bit by surprise, but also extremely turned on at being used like this, so I pulled up a bit and leaned all my weight fully against the muscle stud's strong chest as I took his friend's quick thrusts up my hole. Muscle boy pulled me up for a kiss, which was surprisingly tender, as his latino friend started to pick up the pace in my hole. After a minute or two, he started to cum in me, again with asking or saying anything. When he was done, he turned me around so my back and ass were facing the muscle stud, and pulled my head down on his nipples to suck. He whispered in my ear to "hold my pussy open for his dick" as I felt muscle dude moving up behind me to mount my ass. I was scared because of how big it was and how tight I was, but they didn't care. He slid into my used hole without waiting for permission and I started to moan pretty loudly with how thick it was. He started picking up his pace after a minute and I could feel his giant balls slapping against my ass as he fucked me. It was incredibly hot. After another minute or two, he announced he was getting ready to cum. He looked over to his friend who was in front of me, holding me as I got fucked, saying "gonna breed him". A few seconds later he let out several manly grunts and deposited his stud cum deep in my faggot pussy. Like a good whore I thanked them as they pulled up their pants and left me dripping cum in the booth. As I was walking out behind them, I saw them leaving together. Not sure if they're a couple, or just some buds that like to fuck sluts together, but either way it was the hottest double breeding i've had in a long time.

Adding yet to another wild sexual adventure with my HOT husband! Sunday morning early we both had finished our crazy work weeks and were horny and smoked a bowl. Our current apartment while nice has the insulation of a cardboard box and fucking loudly at night while we’ve done it can’t be overdone. We both looked at each other and said “Bathhouse”? Then the questions was which one? The clean pretty boy place or the sleazier wild place. We both laughed and said, this isn’t even a decision. My husband asked me what my mood or desire was and after a bowl of intense T I responded my piggy bottom side tonight. He said noted and we began to put together a bag with the usual leather restraints, wrist, ankle, collar and leashe and harness. Several dildos and LUBE. He said he would be in charge of the chemical recreation. And off we went. It must have been about 3am and we got our room in this old bathhouse with funky old rooms but large screen TV’s playing decent porn. I went to take a shower and returned to find hubby with everything out for me. I put everything on and we discovered hooks over the bed above what could be called a headboard. He told me to lay back and put my legs up and he attached the hooks and rope to my ankles. I could already feel my anticipation of taking a lot of dick! My husband kissed me deeply and told me I was HOT, handsome and he loved me to pieces. THe added that is why I got you something special. He pulled out a couple of loaded syringes and said his dealer told him this was awesome stuff for slamming and I did try a little before and can say it’s AMAZING! I asked him how much he was giving me and he just grinned and said you’ll soon find out. He later told me it was 3.5 MUCH more than I usually use. In a very hot and loving act he sat next to me and tied off my arm. He swapped my arm and said, “ I want you to let go and have as much fun as you want, I’ll be here or close by if you need me for anything! I want you to let go and be as piggy as I know you can be!” With that he inserted the needle and register and pulled the entire contents into my arm. I could feel the heat rushing up my arm and that wonderful cough which was intense. I get the rush of heat encircle my cock and then hit my asshole like a hot kiss. I was on fire. Hubby reached how and kissed me while lubing up my ass with a few fingers and he asked me what I wanted . All I could say was FUCK ME FUCK ME. He inserted my favorite dildo a black 10” manhandled that actually has a handle on it. It’s fat and smooth and hits the spot. I was riding it like I was on a bucking bronco. I couldn’t even focus on the TV and porn it was all a blur. My husband stepped away and opened the door. In less than 20 seconds a very handsome guy in this 40’s stopped and stepped in and said fucking HOT. He grabbed my husband and said are you a friend and he said no I’m his husband and you’re free to use him if you like. The man said that is fucking HOT! I barely remember him being very tall and had a big hairy chest. He dropped his towel and was sporting a half hard 8.5 cut cock that was very thick. He took hold of the leashe and pulled me forward and said, Your husband gave me permission to use you faggot, start sucking!” And I wolfed his fat cock down like a starving animal on a tit. He started fucking the dildo into me and said how hot I could take the hole thing. He pulled out of my mouth and pulled out the dildo and stepped into the middle of my legs. Ready bitch he said and then slammed his whole cock into me at once. I let out of yell and he said take and I said yes Sir please rape my faggot hole. He went full force fucking me and adding a hot verbal assault. It was then that my husband came over and kissed my forehead and said you boys play nice and he walked out and shut the door. The guy fucking me said you two are outrageously hot, now that we are alone I can really use your hole. I want to fuck your husband while you are tied up and watch! I nodded in agreement and this evil grin came over his face. He speeded up his pace of fucking me and shot his load in me! I figured he would just dump and leave but having the door closed gave him cover. He pulled out and shoved his cock into my mouth and said clean it up faggot. He reached behind and took a look at my collections of dildos and pulls and found the large plug that is also a vibrator. He shoved it in and found the remote. He turned it on and I went wild. He unhooked my legs and told me to kneel in front of him! He was a HOT muscled guy with soft light brown hard on his chest and abs and a little on his legs. He had hot arms and a beautiful ass which he showed me as he bent over for me to eat his ass out. I was in heaven as I ate his ass he played with the intense settings on the vibrating butt plug driving me crazy. He flipped over and shoved his cock in my mouth and said you are such a hot bad boy. He had noticed that my husband had brought my leather paddle and he picked it up and said, we should let all those hot guys coming in to fuck you next that you are a nasty bad boy and with that he laid his first smack on my face which stung and felt good. He knew how to hit hard enough to make it sting but not be awful pain. He noticed that I was getting hard, a common occurrence when I am spanked and it turned him on. After 20 smacks he got me up onto the bed and tied my legs back and was marveling at his handy work. I could see in the mirror in front of me that my ass was bright red. He said I’l be back later to claim that fuck of your husband’s ass. And he left and opened the door. Over the next hour or two there were many guys that came in or walked by I was fucked my about 7 that I remember. A few hot bottoms came in and played double dildo with me which was HOT. My husband walked in when I guy was just finished with me and winked. He closed the door and took my restraints down and we started to cuddle. He inserted 3 fingers and said wow you are a cum whore and I reached around and put a finger in to find a hot glob of cum inside and said someone was lucky. He said yeah a hot 25 year old got me in the glory holes. He reached down and picked up the double headed dildo and inserted it into his ass and then mine and we rode it together for some time, bending it so we could sit looking forward and kiss. After some recovery time he said ready for a bump up? I grinned like a 5 year old and said yes, He pushed me back onto the bed and lifted my legs and attached them to the restraints. He followed the last process and administered another breath taking slam. He left the double headed dildo in me and once again said, have fun I‘ll be back. He opened the door and I laid there in bed flying and fucking the hell out of my hole with that big dildo. I know there were at least a half a dozen guys over the next hour that came through and fucked me. I was having a wild night. Some guys, the nastier ones would close the door, while others liked being watched. I could the look of a very hot black guy who was in the room next to me. He never came into the room but he would stop and a couple of times I caught his eye and he would just smile and wink. After the last guy left I had a little reprieve. That’s when the black hunk came over and said, wow you’ve been quite popular tonight and began to stroke my chest and tweet my nipples. He told me I was a hot guy and that the fact that I was older but in great shape and so free with my expression of sex was an inspiration to him. He told me he was 42 and just retired from the military so a lot of his sexual energy had to be repressed and all this “kink” was kind of new to him but he loved it. Then in what felt like a total 180 for someone who just told me he was a kink newbi he asked me if I liked enemas? He said it’s my fetish and honestly I like fucking a clean ass. He said He had all the equipment next door if I was game. I said well only my husband has every done it but I thought it that’s what it takes to get his hunk’s dick so be it. He got up and had never taken his towel off and he then opened it and flashed what looked like a horse cock of over 10.5. He said don’t worry I am sure you can take it. As he left in a vey sexy nonchalant way said, your are partying aren’t you? I said yes of course, With that he left and but before he took down my legs from the restraints. He also asked me to close the door until he came back. Within a few minutes he was back with a fill enema bag and a couple of big butt plugs. His noddle was different as they were the butt plugs that inflated at the ends and then detached from the nozzle as not to leak. It had a separate release valued. He closed the door as said for now that’s best. He had me get on all fours and then hooked my wrists to my ankle restraints it was quite hot and I could see myself at a side view in the mirror in front of me. He hooked the bag on a hook above the bed and inserted the large butt plug and it was big and tight. It felt wonderful but stretched my hole. He attacked a pump bulb and gave it several pumps of air which made it even tighter. I felt stuffed and he asked if I was ok. He then went over and opened the door which was a little startling. I mean I was a pig but I usually don’t do this in public. He came over and whispered you ready for a nice ride and with that he let go of the control value and warm water started to rush into my guts. That’s the moment this soft talking gentle giant turned wild dominant military man in a nano second. His verbal was hot and nasty telling me he was washing out my faggot as so he could use with his big black cock. He took hold of my leashe and pushed his cock into my face and said kiss it. Get it nice and hard and I am going to rape your pretty white ass. It was then the real contents of the back hit me and I let out a gasp and moan. He came close and said yeah faggot you got a whole .50 in that entire bag and I’ll decide when you let it out! I was so fucking horny and just wanted as much cock as I could take for days. He told me to open my mouth and he shoved my cock into my mouth and I was so hot and open I took the whole this without a problem. His cock was beautiful and I couldn’t get enough of it. He leaned forward and smacked my ass. I thought here we go again, it brings the nasty out of me. By now there is crowd of guys watching and stroking. He picked up my paddle and said discipline is always required to maintain order. And he let go of a stream of whacks that we’re pushing my line between pain and pleasure. He noticed I was getting hard and made a point to the other guys to say men this is a true faggot pig that gets hard when his ass it beat. After I am done with him you all can fuck the hell out of this clean pig. Once the enema was empty he removed the hose and unhooked my wrist from my ankles and sternly said get on your knees faggot. I responded yes Sir and he continued his verbal assault while my bright red ass faced the door and all the hot guys jacking. He asked me how my ass felt and I said full. He laughed yes and you’ll keep it that way for now and he shoved his cock back in me and started to fuck my face. His verbal and heavy thrusting was incredible but hard to breathe. After some banter and my begging to release the enema he relented. He said he wanted everyone to see my red ass anyway. And with that he he hooked my wrist behind my back and said get up and with that he walked me through a full bathhouse towards the bathroom and showers. He pushed me into a stall and mind you some guys had followed us. He reached down and deflated the plug and pulled it out and a lot of water gushed out of me. He pushed me all the way down on the toilet and then shoved his cock into my mouth. He was equally verbal with his description of him fucking my face while I was emptying my guts. He noted I had an audience. I knew I had reached a new level of submission as I felt this hot nasty sense of being slightly humiliated. The saving grace for me was I was clean expect for the amounts of cum that flowed out of me. When I was done he took me by the showers for a quick rinse off and then paraded me back wrist restrained back to my room. He laid me on my back and raised my legs and attached the hooks. I was shaking with excitement and flying from the Tina enema. He stroked his cock and lubed it up and said seeing me restrained was the hottest thing he’d ever done and was going to take full advantage. He stuck one then two and three thick fingers in me with lots of lube. I was nervous as I don’t think I have had that big of a cock but he handed me the popper and said take a few hits and you’ll be fine. He then slowly inserted his massive cock until it was all the way in. I had taken about 3 hits of poppers and was flying. He looked down and said , show time and began to pump my hole slowly but steady and he started his verbal assessment of my ass. He said it was hot and still tight despite the fact that I was a whore and taking dick all night. He told the guys watching to come closer they did. He said watch boys how a man fucks another man. And with that he began to pound my ass and I was out of my mind. I was begging him to fuck me and he was moaning and telling me to take his big fat black cock. He fucked me for a good 10 minutes and invited some of the guys to get on the bed next to me and one on either side taking turns fucking my mouth. He said, yeah faggot take all the cock you can. When I am done all these horny guys are going to rape your hole. He intensified his breathing and verbal and said you take my fucking load you nasty bitch and then let out a huge moan as he empty a huge load in me. After he collected himself he pulled out and told the few guys there in the room that I was all theirs. He walked out and closed the door leaving 4 horny young men ready to take their position for fuck my hole. Shortly thereafter my husband came back in to check on me and I told him what happened with the black guy and he chuckled and said he actually was watching. I asked him if he was having fun and said yes and watching me was part of the fun. We kissed and made out for a few minutes with the door open and the HUNK from my first fuck showed up and commented on the happy couple kissing. He said well I am here to claim my part of the bargain and my husband interject and said what might be and he said you ass! He got up and strutted around like a peacock and said damn I am the lucking one tonight. He came in and closed the door and said if it’s ok with you guys I would prefer a little privacy. He came over to me and got between my legs and shoved his cock into my hole and said fuck your all nice and slowly but you had your fun with me last time and he grabbed my husband’s ass and said you ready. He said I need a little “motivation” if you know what I mean. And the HUNK responded whatever makes you horny I’m fine with . He unhooked my legs and gently moved me to the corner of the bed. He reached for a large dildo and pushed it into my ass and had me sit up a little. He hooked my wrist together so I could jack my cock and he added ok you stay there. He removed my ankled restraints and with a movie star smile said I am going to borrow these. He told my husband to lay dow where I had been and my husband produced his rig ready to launch and the guy just grinned and said FUCK YEAH. He attached the ankle restraints to my husbands ankles and then pulled his legs back and attached them to the ropes, spreading his legs and ass open. He asked my husband if he needed any help with his slam and my husband said when I tell you too release the tie. Like a pro he found a great vein and inserted the needle, registered and then slammed in the meth. The guy removed the tourniquet and my husband let out a deep sigh and cough and started to rub his nipples and cock and said oh please fuck me and the HUNK went down on his ass and started a deep ass eating. It was HOT to watch and my husband was delirious, its one of his favorite things after what seemed like minutes the hunk came up and laid his body onto my husbands and started to kiss him deeply and passionately. I was enthralled with what I was watching this intense night of mad crazed fucking was turning into the hottest and most beautiful expression of male bonding and one of the men was my husband. During this intense and passionate kissing they both were moaning and rubbing against each other like they were on fire and that’s when the HUNK sunk his fat 8.5 inches into my husband HOT fuck hole. I was in a trance watching and riding my dildo and thinking of his cock and he reached our without missing a step with my husband and grabbed my cock which was rock hard in a beautiful gesture to include me. I gasped from the heat of his hand the intense electrical energy they both were giving off. He fucked my husband for what felt like 15 minutes and said he was ready and moaned loudly and emptied his nut into my husbands ass which caused him to have one of the biggest anal orgasm I’ve ever heard him have. No hands and he erupted all over himself. At that point this big hand that had hold of my penis began to jerk me rapidly as he came closer to me and instructed me to ride my dildo harder and deeper! That didn’t take much instruction as I was hotter than hell and I came so hard I thought I would pass out. The HUNK took my husbands legs down and we all laid there in a sweaty cum filled pile. After a few minutes I took his face in my hands and started to kiss him full tongue deeply and he reciprocated. After we broke I thanked him for one of the most hottest and most beautiful experiences. He said I would love to get together again. I said well husband there is still flying and the day is still long and he said you both are welcome to come to my place I have a nice little play room downstairs in my home! Little was an extreme understatement. We got showered and followed him to his beautiful home with a huge and yet intimate playroom with a sling, St Andrews Cross, a large leather covered bed and a couple of fuck tables. He also had a very expensive fucking machine which my husband couldn’t wait to try. He tied him up to one of the fuck tables and gave him the remove with a fat 9 inch dildo and said we will be over here. He laid me in the sling and attached the ankle and wrist restraints and went to town eating my ass he was fucking amazing at it and then came up with an evil grin and said nothing but sink his fat cock into me and said you turn now. We spent the day playing with each other and toys and watching porn. He brought down fruit and coffee and we made the perfect new friend with LOTS of benefits

Met up with friends for drinking Sunday night. After last call my friends called local Ubers and I knew I needed to stroll the local alleys on my way home. I walked to the first local cruising spot around 2:40a and found a number of guys stroking, sucking, and a few bottoms getting pegged. I sucked a few and joined the circle jerk. Eventually I unloaded in a hot hungry older white dude (late 40s) with a shaved head. I zipped up and continued my stroll. A few blocks away I walked past an older hispanic man in late 50's or early 60s around 3:15a, who made suggestive eye contact. He unzipped and shoved his thick latin cock in my mouth and busted within 2 minutes. It was delicious. I continued my stroll ended at the park near my apt. There were quite a few last call cruisers passed 3:30a. Mostly the skittish "first-time" or "bi" types who hear a leaf and run away. Eventually I noticed a cute younger dude with loose fitting jean shorts and an opened button shirt. As I got closer he revealed his plump mid-20s ass, and my cock had to breed it. He took my load and I was on my way. First debaucherous pride weekend since 2019... I think I did well!

Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. Another short one, but since I'm still working on the last chapter it may get longer. The following story is complete fiction. It never happened and any similarity to real life people/situations is a bizarre coincidence. Part 1 Tom and I had been together for six years and had been living together for four. Both of us were in our early thirties (33 for me, 32 for him) and we complemented each other. He was the outgoing, social one and I was close to being an introvert. I stood in the back and observed and then jumped in when I felt comfortable. He was fashionable and kind of fit the smooth gym bunny stereotype and I was the slightly hairy, nerdy guy with glasses and a beard. I was in IT guy, after all. The sex was what made it really work. He was a bottom with a hot ass and some amazing muscle control. We both could get aggressive in bed, or wherever we were fucking, and he liked feeling my thick eight inches pounding into his ass until he got filled with my cum. I liked being on top and while I had bottomed a few times, I didn't really enjoy it. We opened our relationship a year ago after drooling over some other guys at the bar. I think the conversation went something like me asking Tom "You've been staring at that guy for the past hour. Do you want a free pass to go see if he wants your sexy butt?" and him replying "Only if you go find some hole to tap too." He went home with the guy and wandered back home about ten the next morning. I spent the rest of the night plunging my dick into four different guys in the restroom. The last one was our friend Dennis, the city's horniest ginger cub. The last time I fucked Dennis was right before I met Tom and once my dick was back into his ass all those memories came flooding back. "What's the deal? Did you two break up or finally open your relationship?" Dennis asked after we made our way back to the bar to order something to quench our thirst. "I think we're trying to see if we're ok screwing other guys and then going back home together" I replied. "Except he left with the other guy and you stayed here trying to fuck every slut that bent over in the bathroom" he said, winking at me. "I didn't hear you complain when my dick went back in your ass after all these years. How many loads did I sink my dick into? You were pretty fucking sloppy... I would have lasted longer if it didn't feel so good with all those stranger's loads in you" I replied. "Five and then yours for six. I hope that's not the last time that happens" Dennis said before giving me a quick kiss and going home. The next morning when Tom came home, we had some of the most amazing sex. That evening at dinner we both agreed that open was the way to go and that we'd tell each other if we found we were getting too attached to our other partners. Little did I know that wasn't going to be the problem. Getting attached was never a problem for me since, other than Dennis and Tom, I didn't really fuck the same guy more than a couple times. It was a big advantage of being a top around here, since there were so many bottoms. Sometimes we'd tell each other about our hookups and other times we didn't. I think it was the good ones we talked about more, but if one of us had tried something new we'd see if the other one might be into it too. One night Tom came back a lot sooner than I expected. It kind of pissed me off since I was still looking for some hole to drill. "What happened?" I asked. "Dude told me he was poz now, right as he shoved his dick in me. It killed the mood for me and I got dressed and left" Tom said. I shook my head and replied "He should have told you that before you got naked. Were you going to play safe?" I asked. We both preferred to fuck bareback and we did with guys we knew well, but otherwise covered up. Well, he did... I think. Guys like Dennis I knew were poz, but they were undetectable and I never hesitated to fuck him bare. Tom's friend Patrick was the same, undetectable and had filled Tom's ass numerous times. "We had fucked several times before and the last couple were bare, but he was neg then" Tom replied. "Maybe. When was your last hookup with him? Do you know when he converted?" I asked. "About a month ago was our last fuck. I didn't stick around to discuss how and when he got pozzed" Tom replied, sounding a little disgusted that we were even talking about it. "Not much time between your hookups, then. He might have been poz the last time you fucked. It's about time for our regular tests anyway. How about tomorrow?" I asked. Unfortunately, Tom's mood ended any thoughts that I could fuck and fill him with my own load. Worse, I didn't think I could leave him for a hookup that night either, so I went to bed horny as fuck. For the first time, Tom was nervous when we hit the clinic to get our blood tests done. He wasn't much fun to be around and an even worse fuck that night. Dennis was happy to fill in when I decided I didn't want to fuck my boyfriend until his attitude improved. I guessed that would be when he got the test results in a few days. Indeed, when the results came back negative for both of us, he was back to his old self. I wondered how long that was going to last. Six weeks later he was freaked out again. Another negative test result and then two months later there was another freak out. I told him he was being a drama queen, packed some things and walked out with my suitcase full of a weeks worth of clothes. A hundred messages came from him, begging me to come back. After a few days I told him to meet me at a cafe to talk.

Here is my hole!

Currently letting the hair grow. i like how i feel smooth, but have a FB who likes it hairy, so here it it after having a hollow plug in for awhile, He loves it pussy like, so i made this for Him.

Just enjoyed a really good hard fuck, pants down up against a tree in some woods just outside Glasgow. Got chatting to a mid 30s top who couldn't accommodate but said he was super horny and needed to unload. Arranged to meet him in the woods - and he turned out to be even better looking than his pictures suggested. Sucked his cock, licked his arse and then pulled my pants down and bent over for him. He slid up me and began to fuck - he wasn't kidding about being horny - and he gave me one of the best and hardest fucks I've enjoyed for a long time and then shot what felt like a nice big load into my arse. I didn't think it could get any better, but when he pulled out he asked me if I wanted to fuck him. We swapped positions and he leant up against the tree, arse in the air. I fingered some lube into his arse and slid up him. Enjoyed every minute of the fuck and a short time later I was breeding his fit arse. I think we both got what we wanted.

Neat and trimmed.}

It's not actually smooth, it is covered with really fine blonde hair which doesn't show well in pictures. Yes that is cum leaking out, the picture was taken at the end of a good night in Palm Springs, what you can see of my dick looks pretty spent too.

Went to my monthly fuck party...about 80-90 guys in attendance...after stripping down to my orange lined black Pump jock and fuck soxs, I proceeded to suck and deep throat every swinging cock in sight!!! The boys quickly got the message...a few hours later I left with my fuckbud, dripping loads from 17 studs...luv being mounted and bred like the cum dump whore that I am!! And oh yeah, the icing on the cake was a fuck by a hung stud with a large bio-hazard tat just above his big, thick Poz cock...and the letters HIV just below!!!🍆💦☣️🦂🎁👿🐷😛

Brian knocked on Mr. Miller’s office door. He checked his watch and found that he was a few minutes early. He felt a bit nervous, not knowing what Mr. Miller had planned for his final. It was Brian’s sophomore year in college, and while he did well in most classes, Brian found his psychology class was kicking his ass. Brian wasn’t a bad student. His mind just didn’t click when it came to psychology. That’s why he had been so relieved when Mr. Miller offered to help him raise his grade. Mr. Miller had given Brian videos to watch to help him memorize information, and after weeks of videos, Brian was feeling ready. “Your final will be held in my office at three,” Mr. Miller said. “Make sure to watch the review video the night before. It’ll help make sure you’re fully prepared.” The idea of being alone with Mr. Miller also excited Brian since he had a huge crush on the man. Mr. Miller was in his 40s, black hair with bits of gray starting to show through. Bits of chest hair stuck out of his shirt collar whenever Mr. Miller wore polo shirts. He was around 6 foot 3 which was a few inches taller than Brian. Brian knew that Mr. Miller used the school’s gym whenever he could, leaving him with a strong body. Brian had never been able to see Mr. Miller at the gym himself, though he had tried to on several occasions. Seeing Mr. Miller in the showers would send Brian to an early grave if it ever happened. Brian knew he didn’t stand a chance. Mr. Miller was straight from what he knew. Every female student tripped over themselves when they saw him. Brian knew many hoped they could get knocked up by him. Secretly, Brian would have wanted the same thing if he had been a woman. The idea of having a part of Mr. Miller growing inside of him gave Brian a boner as he stood outside the office door. The door opened, revealing Mr. Miller inside. “Hey, Brian. Come on in.” “Thanks, Mr. Miller” As Brian entered the office, he breathed in deep, smelling the cologne Mr. Miller always wore. It filled the space. Brian’s cock throbbed as he leaked precum into his boxers. As Mr. Miller circled around to his desk, Brian adjusted himself, hiding his growing bulge. “So, have you been diligent in watching all the videos I’ve sent you?” “Yes, Sir,” Brian said. “I found them informative. I really feel like I’m understanding psychology.” “That’s great, Brian,” Mr. Miller said. “And you watched the review video last night?” “Sure did,” Brian told him. “Sounds like you’re ready,” Mr. Miller said. He turned to his computer and started typing, his eyes looking at Brian for a brief moment. “Shall we begin?” “Sure,” Brian said. “Good.” Mr. Miller pressed a button on the keyboard and a sound filled the office. Immediately, Brian’s eyes glazed over and his expression changed from nervousness to a blank stare. “You have watched the videos diligently,” Mr. Miller said, smiling. “Many students in the past have skipped several or failed to even try watching any of them. I’m glad to have someone so committed now under my control.” Mr. Miller stood up and locked his office door. He had made sure his schedule had not shown any meetings that day, making it look as if he was nowhere to be found. He circled around his desk, stopping in front of Brian who was still staring straight ahead. “Tell me, Brian, who do you belong to?” “I belong to you, Master,” Brian said, his voice holding little emotion. “And what are you, Brian?” “I am a cumdump,” Brian said. “I am an object to be used by men. I am your sex slave, dedicated to you for the rest of my life.” “And will you do whatever I tell you?” “Yes, Master. Whatever you command, I will do.” “That’s right,” Mr. Miller said, reaching out a hand and brushing his palm along the side of Brian’s face. “The best part of this, Brian, is that the part of your mind that was unaware of the subliminal messages in the videos I sent you, is still aware of what is happening to you right now. You just can’t do anything about it. Though, I doubt you’d want to do anything. I know that you’ve had a thing for me. I’ve seen you try to hide your erections in class. I also saw a post from you on Faggot Fantasies. Yes, I know it’s all done under screennames, but a friend of mine was able to hack into your computer ages ago, allowing me full access to everything on your computer. Yes, everything. I saw the post you wrote about me, wanting to take my cock up your ass. You wrote that you’d swallow my load every morning if you could. You wrote you’d even get my name tattooed on your body. I must admit, that pushed me over the edge. Did you mean that, Brian?” “Yes, Master.” Mr. Miller smiled. “Good. I’ll keep that in mind. Stand up.” Brian complied. “Remove all your clothing except for your underwear.” Brian started stripping as Mr. Miller reached back and clicked a button on his computer. The hidden cameras Mr. Miller had set up all turned on, recording Brian as he removed his clothing. “I see someone is hard,” Mr. Miller said, reaching out and pressing down on Brian’s still-clothed hard-on, watching as it bounced back up, standing straight out from his body. “How often do you masturbate?” “Twice a day, Master.” “Twice a day?” Mr. Miller said. “Normally, I would tell all young men to be masturbating as much as possible. There is nothing more important than physical pleasure. However, since you are to be my slave, I will be insisting on you no longer touching your cock unless I tell you. Is that understood?” “Yes, Master.” “I see you spend some time at the gym,” Mr. Miller said, reaching out and rubbing a hand along Brian’s chest and abs. “That’s good. You’ll be doing more of that from now on. I see that you’re naturally hairy. Normally, I like hairy men like myself, and I can see you one day looking like me, but, as my slave, I want you hairless. When you get home tonight, you will shave off all your hair except for what’s on your head. Understand?” “Yes, Master,” Brian said. “Tell me, Brian, are you a virgin?” “No, Master,” Brian said. “Who took your virginity?” “My neighbor,” Brian said. “And how old is your neighbor?” “Thirty-seven.” Mr. Miller smiled. “You like older men. That’s good. Older men should always have young men available to them. Experience breeds excellence. It is the best way to learn. Do you have a boyfriend?” “No, Master.” “Good. You won’t need one. You belong to me now. My pleasure is the only thing you’ll need to care about now. Understand?” “Yes, Master,” Brian said. “Your pleasure is all I care about.” “Brian, what is a dark fantasy of yours?” “I want to have your babies, Master,” Brian said. “If I was a woman, Master, I would want to have your babies.” “Really?” Mr. Miller said. He turned and looked directly into one of the cameras, smiling. His hand slipped down and rested on his growing bulge. “Are you on PrEP?” “No, Master.” “Good boy,” Mr. Miller said. “That’ll make it easier. You’ll be carrying my babies sooner than you know. Would you like that, Brian?” “Yes, Master. It is all I want. It is all I live for.” “That’s right, slave,” Mr. Miller said, stepping away from his desk and circling around Brian. He grabbed the young man’s shoulders and ran his hands along his arms, feeling his muscles and warm skin. Mr. Miller stepped closer, pressing himself against Brian’s back, his groin grinding against the young man’s ass. He pressed his lips against Brian’s neck and kissed him, starting off slow before making sure there were marks left on his skin. “Do you like BDSM, Brian?” “I’ve never tried it, Master.” “What have you tried?” “I’ve been fucked in the ass, Master,” Brian said. “I’ve also given blow jobs.” “Do you use condoms?” “Yes, Master.” “Wrong!” Mr. Miller shouted, slapping the back of Brian’s head. “You never use condoms. Sex is meant to be bareback. You’ll never touch a condom again. In fact, you are allergic to condoms. Touching one will cause your skin to bleed, and not the kind of bleeding we like. Understand?” “Yes, Master.” Mr. Miller inserted his fingers into the waistband of Brian’s boxers and pulled them down, his erection causing some resistance. Mr. Miller moved the boxers down Brian’s legs, his lips moving along the young man’s back and ending at his ass. Mr. Miller released the boxers and then grabbed hold of Brian’s ass, one hand per cheek, and spread them apart slightly. He inserted his nose and breathed deep. “I love the smell of a young man barely broken in. Soon, your hole will be a ruined mess, full of cum and swollen from constant assault. Do you want that, Brian?” “Yes, Master.” Mr. Miller pressed his mouth into the young man’s ass and started kissing his hole, moving his tongue over the sweaty skin and hair, relishing the taste. He wanted to force himself further into Brian, invade his body completely, but not just yet. After several minutes of eating Brian’s ass, Mr. Miller backed away and looked at his work, seeing hair matted with his saliva and skin rubbed raw from his beard. It seemed Brian had sensitive skin. That would work well in Mr. Miller’s favor. “Turn around,” Mr. Miller said. Brian turned, his erection now sticking straight on toward Mr. Miller’s face. “How big is your cock, Brian?” “Six inches, Master.” “Average size,” Mr. Miller said. “The thing is, average is pointless. Only men with truly superior cocks, cocks like mine, should ever enter another man’s ass or throat. Since you will be my bottom slave, there is no point in your dick every getting hard. You’ll need to learn how to cum from using your ass. Do you understand?” “Yes, Master.” Mr. Miller looked below to where low hanging testicles were waiting. “Now these are beautiful. Wearing boxers with balls that hang this low is dangerous. I think we’ll see how far we can get these to hang. How does that sound?” “Perfect, Master.” “You will gain pleasure from your hole being used and your balls being tortured. Is that understood?” “Yes, Master.” “Good. Now, lose your erection.” No sooner had the words been said that Brian’s cock started to deflate, shrinking down considerably.” “A grower not a shower. That’ll be good for what I have in store.” Mr. Miller stood up and circled around his desk, opening a drawer in which he pulled out a cock cage. “This,” Mr. Miller said, holding up the cage, “Will make sure you don’t get hard without my permission. You will wear this everyday without fail. You will never take it off unless I allow it. There is a lock on the cage which I have the key to.” Mr. Miller came back around to Brian and fitted the cage on his cock. Even though he had shrunk, it was still a tight fit. “This lower section wraps around your balls. Now, normally, if you tried to get hard, it would pull on them, causing you pain. Unfortunately, since you’ve got low hangers, it will hardly do a thing. Still, it’s the thought that counts. Now, get dressed.” Brian started pulling his clothing back on as Mr. Miller circled back around to his computer where he clicked a button and the cameras turned off. “I’ll be giving you an A in my class. However, you will not be returning home this summer. Instead, you will be staying here with me. I’ve already written up a letter to your parents, telling them that you are to be shadowing me this summer, acting as an intern. Of course, the school knows nothing about this. What you will actually be doing is living in my house as my slave. I will be training you to serve me in every way possible. By the end of the summer, you will decide to drop out of college. I know you parents will be livid, but we’ll figure out a way to make you disappear without them having to be overly concerned. For the rest of your life, or, until I grow tired of you, you will be my slave and do nothing but think of how you will pleasure me. I will keep you under my control forever, though, there will be nothing of the old you left by the end of the summer. With each passing day, a bit of your old mind will fade until you remember nothing of your old life. There will only be me, your Master. Is that understood?” “Yes, Master,” Brian said, clothed once more. “You will go to your dorm room, shave yourself, and then pack all your things. You will then meet me at this address. It is my home. We will be selling your things as you have no use for them. I will take the money and buy more toys which I will use on you. Is that understood?” “Yes, Master.” “You belong to me now, Brian,” Mr. Miller said. “I am the only thing that matters. You will give yourself over to me completely. In return, I will fulfill your darkest fantasy. I will give you my babies. You see, Brian, I’m poz, and I’ll be knocking you up with my strain. What do you say to that?” “Thank you, Master,” Brian said. “It is all I’ve ever wanted.”

Here is mine, smooth.

Just took a load from a regular buddy around the block.We’ve been playing since I was hosting at my previous job in mid 2020. He is handsome and has a beautiful fat 7.5 inch. However , he’s always cold and sometimes rude, especially after he came. Today, I asked him for some water after we fucked. He rolled his eyes and said “Do you think this is a hotel?” I feel used but fulfilled every time we played . I assume he enjoys fucking me since we’ve been playing for about two years now. I still hadn’t gotten his name tho, he wants nothing more than dumping a load.

He had hilted himself balls deep in me and I could feel the strong pulses all along his cock as he shot his cum into my ass. Every throbbing shot was punctuated by a loud grunt from him and I felt the hot wetness warming my guts. He shuddered while still inside me and collapsed onto my back. "Goddamn! I fucking needed that!" Darryl said, as he began to pull out. With three loads inside me now, my hole was beginning to feel sloppy and wet, and some cum dribbled out on Darryl's withdrawal. "My turn, but I want you to ride me." The younger top said as he pulled his dick out of my mouth and he maneuvered himself to the edge of the bed. Since I was still blindfolded, Martin grabbed me by the shoulders and said, "Relax, just follow my lead, I won't let you get hurt." I thought it was considerate of him that he wanted to make sure that I didn't bump my head or stub my toes as he positioned me over the younger top's cock and guided me down til I felt it sliding at my crack. I balanced myself, and lowered myself down onto what was probably a nice thick eight inch cock. It filled me nicely and, as I gained a solid balance while on my haunches, I started sliding up and down on it and heard the younger guy begin to grunt and breathe hard. "Relax, baby, let us do the work." Martin said, and I felt his hands on my shoulders so I would remain still and the younger top could thrust at his pace. "You ever been double fucked?" Martin asked and realization suddenly came crashing down on me. He intended to double fuck me! "I've seen it in porn but I'm scared, there's no fucking way my hole could do that!" I replied. "You'd be surprised how resilient assholes can be," he said laughingly. "I promised you you wouldn't get hurt, let me just stick my fingers alongside his dick and we can just play like that. If you're really not into it, we'll stop, deal?" 'Why not?' I thought to myself, 'so far he hasn't given me any indication that he's into pain' "Ok," I replied, "Just be careful, please." "Fuck Yeah!" He exclaimed and the other guys must have been waiting for my response because the top beneath me laughed and said, "Oh fuck! You're a brave motherfucker ha ha" Since his hands were already at my shoulders, he began to knead my shoulders and started working his way down my back, I found it relaxing and felt the tension slip away. The top underneath, said, "let me hug you." So I put my knees astride his body, keeping his hard cock inside me the whole time, and leaned over and hugged him. By this time, Martin had reached the base of my spine and continued tracing til his fingers were rubbing the rim of my hole; wrapped around the younger top's cock. It felt strangely erotic to be getting fucked and feeling fingers massaging my hole at the same time. I felt the coolness of lube being drizzled onto my hole and felt a pleasant little intrusion, as Martin's finger slipped inside. He started gently pulling and prodding at my hole. The whole time, I could feel the cock inside me grinding on my prostate. For a minute I shivered and shuddered with overstimulation and in that space, I felt a second finger slip. He used the 2 fingers in me to slip around my hole, gently pulling it and helping it relax until I was unconsciously pushing out and making it pout. The sensations were amazing, I loved having him play with my hole as a big cock was already in me. I welcomed the slight stretch when his third finger slipped in, followed after an excruciating minute by a fourth. After 4 fingers, I was literally sweating and panting and I felt this amazing counterintuitive sensation of my ass both being stretched almost to its limits but also feeling hungry for more at the same time. All I could do was moan. I was inwardly glad that I was as stoned as I was because this was surely the most amazing and adventurous thing I'd ever done. "Your hole looks beautiful wrapped around my fingers. You Ok, baby?" I heard Martin ask. "Uh...oh fuck yeah. That feels so fucking good. I feel so full." I moaned in reply. "That's nothing, baby. That's just my fingers stretching your entrance, I don't want to hurt you or tear you badly. My dick is going to stretch you more, if you need me to stop just say so. Here we go, so take a couple of deep sniffs of poppers." He said, and I felt more lube being drizzled but his fingers stayed in me, I guess to keep my hole stretched for his thick hole wrecker. As I felt the popper rush hit me, I felt the immense pressure of his big cockhead trying to slip into me in the space being created by his fingers. It was a tight fit and I could feel my hole almost give way as he started to nudge more insistently. I was trying to relax with all my will but he was just fucking huge. "Fuck, I'm not gonna last long if you fuckers keep manhandling my dick like that." The younger top below me said. As stoned as I was I laughed and goddamn if that didn't do the trick, he didn't slam in but his cockhead and a good couple of inches suddenly popped right through my ring with a snap I felt in my soul and I yelped but more in surprise than pain. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!" Martin kept saying, as he froze while I saw stars and unconsciously clenched and unclenched rapidly, which I immediately willed myself to stop. I felt the sharp pain begin to subside as I relaxed. I think that for a moment, we were all frozen in time, captives of our own nerve endings and the thrills rushing through them. "Holy fuck! I've never felt so stretched in my life!" I said truthfully. "I'm close." The younger top said as I felt more lube drizzled between us. "You're so fucking tight, I want this hole wrapped around my dick all the time." Martin said and I literally felt my insides shift as he began sliding the rest of his big powerful poz cock inside me. Inch by inch he slid into me and alternately withdrew slowly until he was in me as deep as he could go considering our positions. The thrilling rhythmic sensations of pushing and pulling, filling and emptiness; soon lulled me into a blissful state and I sighed against the younger top's chest, even as I felt his heart jackhammer underneath me as he too pounded in and out of me. I was in that same bliss for I don't know how long, it felt like hours but was surely a few minutes. I started hearing both guys breathing heavier and grunting louder. I kept moaning as my prostate was battered from different sides. "Fuuuuck!!" The younger top below me shouted as I felt the tell tale pulses and warm wetness of his poz sperm flooding my guts. "Oh fuck YEAAAAHHH!!!" Martin followed shortly with a roar as he hilted himself as far as he could and my hole, stretched to its definite limits and stuffed to the brim with cocks, began to leak more and more cum. After a short while, the guys' tremors and orgasms subsided and with Martin's cock still inside me, I felt the younger guy slip out and roll out from under us. Martin took this opportunity to move me further forward onto the bed; still impaled on his cock. And held me down as he lay on top of me. "My friends are gonna get dressed and leave now, but your hole is going to get more loads. You did great, I like fucking you. You're gonna be my cumdump from now on, I'm gonna make sure I knock you up good. Your hole is where my poz babies belong." My only response was to grind my ass back against his hips, clenching and unclenching my ass to milk his cock, still balls deep inside me, and let him know how much I wanted to be bred poz by him.

Having taken my brother's anal cheery, there is nothing like breaking it open and watching it grows from a pink round hole into a cunt

The young men reached down and spread their butt cheeks, giving their dads a tempting sight to behold. Matt looked at MJ's pink pucker, Ty looked at TJ's brown pucker, both virgin crevices seemed to be winking in invitation. Matt whistled. "That virgin ass looks so hot and sexy! I've never fucked a virgin before and the fact that it's my own QUEER son makes it that much more special!" "We are 2 lucky QUEER men!" Ty concurred. "I used to wipe that ass when TJ was in diapers and in a bit I get to pop that sweet cherry!" Clearing his throat to get attention, MJ said, "We haven't talked about lube so I have a suggestion. Speaking for myself, I don't want anything artificial between dad's cock and my ass. Daddy, is it okay to suck and slobber on your cock while you eat my ass? Daddy Ty and TJ, do you agree? Dads, bite our holes before you eat them." The other 3 said 'yes' practically in unison. To be continued

Standard issue cumdump hole.

I’m totally 50-50 versatile. I’ve got a big dick and love to fuck. But I learned a long time ago it makes me no less of a man to get my whole stuffed.

Came out to club columbus this morning. It was kind of a slow start. Sucked one load out of a 20 something while he ate my ass. Played with multiple cocks in the dark area. Met a guy in there who wanted to come back to my room. His cock was only about 4 inches but thick. He couldn't get into my hole but jacked his load onto it then had me back up onto my dildo that is suction upped to the wall. While I ride it and pushed his load in like that he sucked a load out of me! He left and I lay down on. The bed and took a nap, door open btw! I was awakened to a hand stroking my ass and a finger probing my hole. I moaned my approval while he closed the door and climbed on me. I felt his fairly thick cock head at my hole with it pressing in! He fucked me for about 5 minutes before he had me close my legs. Then he power fucked me for another few minutes and told me "you're going to work a massive load out of me". He started grunting and planted his load deep in my hole! It wasn't until he pulled out and stood up that I actually looked at him. He was about 32 with great ut abs and a nice beard! His cock was still hard and stuck out about 9 inches! He said "Thankss, this is my lunch break, I've got to get back to work." Nice to be used by this Adonis as his cum dump!

Sometimes I wear one BECAUSE of the color significance. Usually, I wear one because I like the fabric, the cut or the color works with the look I'm going for. I wear jocks or freeball, so I've amassed quite a collection of functional, fashionable or fetish jocks.

Damn I LOVE this topic and seeing everyone's hole... Here's mine... it's always hungry

RED FLAG for sure - I'm signed up for one of the MANY "ass up hotel cumdump" ads later today and totally planned to go. This one has me more turned on because 2 cumdumps are teaming up to be shared and go from hole to hole. I've asked a couple buddies on the invite if they wanna go at the same time and swap off. The younger bottom (36 yo) has a hot ass and keeps changing his profile pic with another hot one. Well, this morning I got online to send them a message to ask if I can possibly come about 15 minutes before the start time. I need to be somewhere, but I'm turned on by them and teaming up. They both have an ad posted and refer to each other. The one I'm most into has another new profile pic - it's MY OWN ASS PIC that's currently active in my profile LOL. It might even be on here - ass out in a jock with double window in the background. I'm not even pissed or anything - you put pics on the internet and they can end up anywhere - We ALL oogle over all these pics here and everywhere else. I'm actually flattered he chose MY pic. BUT (huge BUT) it definitely makes me wonder what THEY actually look like since I now know he's not using his own pics. I kinda wanna message all the guys on the invite that if they wanna fuck the ass in the pic to hit me up!! Yeah, I checked and I have had the pic on here for awhile - I like it or I wouldn't have posted it, but makes me wonder what HE looks like! It's not just some close up ass pic - it's definitely ME in MY bedroom, no question lol

I've never believed that the guys were completely (or even partly) straight on that site or most of the other similar ones, e.g., Bait Bus or New York Straight Men (a couple of guys I met who were/are emphatically gay told me they had made videos for the latter site). Personally, past a certain point (e.g., fantasizing about a particular uncle, some cousins or my childhood psychiatrist 🤣), straight men don't interest me. Probably because I sense no interest from them, which is really not conducive to feeling sexy or sexual or sensual. My gaydar isn't infallible, no one's is, but if there's no spark and I'm going to have to chase a man...forget about it. In NYC my friends and I have been known to say "Never, ever run after a cab, a bus, a train or a man. There's always another one coming along."

Here's my loads leaking out of an Asian bottom that I recently fucked. He already had one load inside him before I arrived, so his hole was super smooth and felt great to pump. Such a nice hole earned two loads from me ... of course with that amount of cum inside, some it is is going to start leaking out ...

This story got me motivated to get caged and I’m happy I upgraded to a cobra cage.

I was blessed to fuck this married man last night. Very tall, very hairy, big beautiful uncut cock, and a Light hole willing to take my cock and load. Te subject of condoms never came up (Thank God!). He promissed me he would come back for more. I believe him. This topicof fucking "straight" guys bareback is one of my favorites. I would love to be able to talk about how reciprocity can be a wonderful tool to turn the most unlikely boys and men into cum-loving slut bottoms. Iam afraid I will end up posting on the wrong section again...

"Young men, get in the middle of the bed!" Matt said, opening a dresser drawer and retrieving points, tourniquets and alcohol preps. "As blood of my blood I'll be injecting my viral blood into your veins as well as making your hole bleed a bit. This shall be an act of love as well as some added insurance. MJ, TJ, are you okay with this"" "Sure!" they said in unison as TY and Matt joined their sons in bed. Applying the tourniquets, Matt and Ty found suitable veins, wiping them and inserting the points and drawing a bit of blood. Next, the tourniquets were wrapped around TJ's and MJ's arms, wiping the area and inserting the blood filled syringes and injecting them. Instinctively, the 4 of them licked each other's blood. In a state of bliss, MJ said, "I truly am blood of your blood and I actually feel you in me. TJ and I laid out the basics when we came up with this plan but this is far beyond anything we imagined!" "MJ is absolutely right!" TJ exclaimed. "I've loved you since the day I was born, but with your blood in my veins, that love is stronger. Of course, I love daddy Matt and MJ just as much and I look forward to the near future when we all share the same virus!" Ty chimed in, "I think we need to save the syringes as a souvenir of tonight. Maybe we can make a scrapbook. Look at our 4 cocks, throbbing and leaking precum. I haven't been this excited since my first night with Matt!" Picking up the 2 toothbrushes, MJ passed TJ the one that belonged to him. "TJ, repeat after me. Dad, take this toothbrush and put it in my ass. Rough it up and break some blood vessels. make fertile ground for your seed to grow." TJ repeated MJ's words verbatim. Kissing each other, they handed their toothbrushes to their dads. "We'll put these in the scrapbook too! But they need to be used in their mouths tomorrow." Matt said. "Let's start on the count of three. Younf men, spread your cheeks, One. Two. Three!" Looking down, their son's virgin puckers were tantalizing. ripe for the picking. In unison, they inserted the toothbrushes, twirling them around, as their sons winced then smiled. A brief session of this and the toothbrushes were removed, tinged pink. Their sons smiled with satisfaction. "Dad, daddy Ty, would you bite our holes?" MJ suggested. "You can kiss us with our ass blood on your lips and be blood of our blood!" To be continued

I love to cheat on my husband. I’ll give or take loads on the side without him knowing. It’s such a turn on. We’ve played a little bit together but it’s always fun to do it without him knowing. Recently I’ve been withholding sex from him. Then I go fuck this hot bi married guy down the street. He’s always waiting naked and ass up. I walk in, rim his hole, sniff some poppers and slide my raw dick in. It’s so fun to pump him full of cum instead of my husband. Sometimes he breeds me too but he’s more of a bottom. Eventually when I do fuck my husband, I try to make sure I’ve fucked someone else. I love that he doesn’t know he’s cleaning someone’s ass juices from my dick. It makes me breed my husband even harder than normal. God I love being a slut!

Mine when is not waxed. So almost never.

I can be wearing a jock, presenting a lose cummy hole on bench or in a sling, and still get guys asking me to top them. That may be a reputational problem more than anything else, I do love to top and bottom. What really gripes me are guys I know are versatile, because I see them topping, but when they hookup with me will only bottom. I think we need a code for versatile. If @phukhole is who I think he is, that "one thing" is pretty hard to forget.

I wear a jock for sex myself. I like my lube in the waistband. I like how the pouch grows into an obscene mound as I try to stuff my dick back in after a fuck. It is great advertising at a bathhouse. (The towel is on my shoulder, never around my waist.)

Here's mine. Ready for cock

@hntnhole im with @SFSloppyAznBottom on this one. I’ve been double penetrated plenty of times and I’ve spent a lot of hours bottoming in a sling but I’ve never imagined the two could be combined. I did a porn search but was having trouble finding any applicable tutorial. Maybe if a real small dude was on top of me? But would he be facing me or the other top?

When we woke up the next morning i jumped into the shower. He came in a little later and was partially hard. I couldn't help myself and dropped to my knees and sucked him till he was rock hard. He then stood me up, pushed me against the shower wall and pushed his huge meat into my cunt. I bent over and pushed back to open myself to him and take all of it. He rammed me that way against the wall hard. This was not lovemaking like last night but pure animal fucking. He also started to suck on and bite my neck making me moan and tilt my head to offer more of my neck to him. He kissed, sucked and bit into my neck making me moan even louder and pushing my cunt hard back on his cock. He rammed me against the wall and pounded me like we hadn't fucked all year. It was so intense and hard. He didn't care if it felt pleasurable to me, i was just a piece of ass that he was using for his pleasure and nothing made me happier or hornier. "Milk my cock boy" , he whispered into my ear. I complied and squeezed my cunt muscles around his mammoth meat. "Ohhh yeah your cunt is hungry isnt it", he asked "Ohhh yes it is i need your dick in me", i begged He was fucking me so hard my insides felt like they were getting rearranged but i didn't care. I pushed back even more on his cock. He kept hammering my prostate milking my pussy so bad. He fucked me for a good 20 minutes. "Here is comes, milk me bitch" , he yelled I felt his cock expand and shoot hot spurts of his toxic cum into me. I nutted myself pushing my cunt to convulse around hi obelisk of a cock. "Ahhhh yeah boy", he yelled fucking me in overdrive. He grabbed around and kept milking my cock which made my cunt keep squeezing him. I felt like i came again it felt so good. We caught our breath and kissed him still lodged in me. He slowly pulled out and i dropped to my knees and cleaned him off and sucked any leftover cum in that gorgeous piece of meat. I then licked his balls and when back to suck on his cock. He pulled me up, he pushed my back against the wall and gave me a good keep kiss. He then lifted me up and lowered me back on his still hard cock and fucked me against the wall while holding me up. He was wrecking and massging my prostate at the same time as he fucked me while kissing me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and locked them and held on for the ride. He fucked me like that for another 10 minutes before dumping another poz load in me. I dropped to my knees again and cleaned up my pussy juice, his cum and a bit of blood off his cock. We finished our shower and left to eat breakfast. What a way to start a day!

I had arranged the day for some fun. mainly me getting my ass worked over. I have a friend that usually comes to help me get my butt wrecked. He will use some of my bigger toys to really stretch me in between getting fucked. Unfortunately, he was not able to make it due to a medical problem. the guy from BBRT texted me and said he had car problems and would not make it by noon. it had been a few years snice he plowed me and I remembered he always shot a big load in my ass. I had several other guys wanting to cum. I connected with theses on Sniffies, BBRT, A4A and doublelist . Out of all these guys only 3 showed up. Guess i was fortunate to get them. After cleaning out I shot some wine up my ass to both get cleaner and to get me ready. The First guy came and couldn't get in me. he was older and had problems getting hard enough but he did manage to slide in my crack and rub one off. He shot very little cum. the second guy to show was able to get in and ride me for a while until he shot. I hadn't noticed that he put on a condom. I asked him to empty it into my hole as i spread my cheeks. he did that and then used one of my smaller toys to smear it in. I could tell it was a nice load since it lubed the toy an di could feel that slimy feeling as it popped in. The last guy that came was the guy from BBRT. He texted me and said he got his flat fixed and could make it over if I was still hosting. I told him to come over and he did. I told him i didn't get much that day so he was going to go in easy. He said that he was really looking forward to his, he said I had a great ass to fuck. I got flat on my stomach and he climbed on and started pushing up into my ass. I forgot how thick he was and he was splitting my ass open. he took it easy for a couple minutes and then I felt that great feeling as his cock was sliding in and out and it was pulling my ass lips out with it. It was a great feeling. he knew I was getting into it so he layed on me and proceeded to pound my ass. he was relentless getting into different laces. I was going crazy. He was massaging my nipples that until then never did much for me. he also circled my body and stared grabbing my throat. He held me down and told me he was going to rape my ass. he really fucked me. I was moaning like the bitch in heat I was. where came it seemed like he was shooting for ever. the strong throbs didn't seem to hit until after he was cumming. He stayed in me for a while and i kept feeling those wonderful throbs and flexing. he finally pulled out and it felt great. His cum was leaking out of me hours after he left. Our schedules rarely work out but when they do both of us will hookup again he really layed the pipe to my butt. I loved every minute. today my bottom still feels like it got used, hope that feeling stays a while.

I just moved to Germany a few months ago. Finally connected with a bottom on BBRT in Munich. I fucked him with another top and pumped my load deep into his guts.

Part 2 – The Fleshlight I was far from done. I picked up the piss-tube spewing urine all over the floor, and shoved it back into my whore’s mouth, pulling the mask back over his head as he looked at me with pleading eyes. While his cunt was surely loose at this point, he was going to need some extra help for what I was about to do to him. I rummaged through my bag, eventually pulling out a bottle of poppers with a special-made bottle cap with two separate openings poking out of it. I attach one of the openings to the whore’s breathing tube, and immediately felt the air flowing in and out the other end. Then, I found the screw at the base of the cap, which I slowly start turning, releasing poppers into the tube. I brought the end of the tube to my nostrils and took a deep hit, carefully adjusting the flow of chemical fumes to a rate that would fry the whore’s brain, but not completely knock him out. Getting horny again, I walked over to his hole. It was glorious: puffy, red, and most of all: used. The parts of his ass that weren’t covered in a sheen of sweat had cum hanging off them, sliding down his taint and clumping around his sparsely haired balls, dropping into the piss puddle below. His ass lips looked tired, unable to fully close, but not quite at a resting gape just yet, the beautiful red of his insides fighting against the sphincter – a rosebud just beginning to form. I grabbed my dick, carefully scooping up strangers’ cum as I brought it up to his opening, pushing in just a little, testing out those worn-out pussy lips. No resistance. Perfect. I pulled out, easily replacing my dick with three callused fingers, roughly pulling them in and out as I played with the boy’s prostate, eliciting a muffled moan. This should have been uncomfortable for him at this point, given the abuse he’s already been subjected to, but I guess the steady influx of poppers and chem piss were doing their job. I add in a fourth finger and pushed in deeper, past my knuckles and up to where the thumb meets the palm. This time, there was some resistance, and while the whore still moaned, he also pulled away a little. I watched his pussy lips loosen and tighten around my hand as I twisted it around inside. I teased the whore, gliding my cum-slick fingers along his prostate as I stretched his cunt every which way, hearing him moan, lightly rocking himself back-and-forth into my hand. I continued like this for a while, leading him closer and closer to orgasm. Soon he was panting like a bitch in heat, and I smiled knowing that the quicker and more deeply he breathes, the more those poppers would be frying his useless brain. Just as well. Better for him to be as fucked up as possible for what was coming next. With a sadistic smirk, I added my thumb to the next onslaught of his cunt, meeting the last bits of resistance the whore had to offer. I could hear his groans take on an air of pained urgency as he tried to pull his ass forward, away from my advancing fist. But it was no use. With his hands and knees shackled to the floor, the whore yelped and screamed into his gag until something in his sphincter just gave way, and my whole hand slipped through, engulfed by his newly forming pussy lips. His yelling was punctuated by deep breaths, each imbued with a potent haze of poppers, steadily relaxing him a little more into the fist lodged inside his guts. Not wanting him to get accustomed too quickly, I slowly plowed forward, pushing deeper and deeper into his insides with every squeal escaping the battered whore. Again, I met with resistance, but instead of pushing further, I pulled back – I wanted that bend in his colon to stay exactly where it was. Or at least where my dick left it. Continuing my retreat, I dragged the many loads coating his intestines out with my fist, leaving behind a gaping, creampie of a mess. Again, I dove in, meeting less resistance. I couldn’t tell if his sphincter was finally busted from all the abuse, or relaxed from the poppers frying his brain, but I knew I wouldn’t stop until his gape was permanent and his brain a pile of incoherent mush. I continued to fist him, harder, faster, punchfucking his weakening hole until the whore moaned and groaned with every insertion. But I never went deeper. Always I would pause at that bend in his colon, keeping another piece of him intact to later break and torture. The whore’s moans soon followed the predictable rhythm of my fist breaching his hole, and he started swaying back-and-forth, impaling himself on my arm. With my other hand, I reached underneath his stomach, finding the whore hard and leaking. Surprised the bitch could even get hard after all the chem piss and drugs he’d been force fed, I continued my onslaught of his guts, while his movements caused the whore to jerk himself on my hand. I increased my tempo, hearing his breathing become heavier, more labored, flooding his brain with poppers, with his dick getting harder and harder in my hand. Soon, I was standing still, watching this bitch in heat fuck himself on my forearm, greedily huffing in the fuck fumes killing off any rational thought. Then, just as he stuck himself as deep on my arm as he could go, he started cumming, his body shaking with every throb of his dick, emptying himself into my waiting hand. I waited for him to finish before pulling my forearm from his hole, and reached once more into my bag of supplies, fishing out a giant butt plug of ungodly girth – another toy I had special-made for an occasion such as this. Longer than my dick, and thicker still, even at its thinnest near the base, this butt plug doubled over as a fleshlight, perfect for loose cunts stretched beyond recognition, since it could still accommodate just about any cock around. And to top it off, a metallic spike at the tip. This bitch was about to have his insides shredded! I coated the butt plug with the whore’s worthless load and slowly began the insertion, ignoring the exhausted screams emanating from behind the mask. The truth is I wanted the whore to cum just before this part. Not to give him any pleasure, but to make sure this part was as uncomfortable as possible. I wanted him to be drained of all enjoyment, and his wrecked prostate to be completely worn out as his insides get packed with a log-sized toy. As it got near the bend in his colon, his screams intensified in urgency, probably due to the spike scraping along his insides. Soon, we were near the end, and with one final, painful push, I jammed the whole thing in there, his sphincter enclosing around the base, his real pussy showcase the fake one filling it. I got up to remove the poppers from the whore’s breathing tube, and not even 10 seconds passed before a cock found its way into the fleshlight, each thrust causing the toy to roughly scrape away at the whore’s intestines. As soon as the poppers were removed, the breathing tube was immediately filled with thick, white clouds. The whore just couldn’t get a break. I left him like that for a while, letting my dick rise as I watched him get stabbed repeatedly with every fucker that forced his way into the fleshlight, knowing the night would soon come to an end. Then, taking a few final hits of the poppers myself, I removed the whore’s mask once again and reattached the mouth spreader, fucking the piss out of him a second time. I let others have a go at his mouth as I started packing up the mask, waiting until the guy using the whore’s fake cunt finished dumping his load to pull the monster of a butt plug out, anxious to see if his insides would be pulled out with it. For a second, it seemed likely, with his distended, puffy ass lips dragging along the surface of the black toy, but once I pulled it out, they simply fell back into place, looser than ever before. No prolapse. I nevertheless decided to be satisfied with the impressive gape that was left behind: his hole was bathed in frothy white cum, covered with bloody streaks of pink from getting internally impaled over and over. I sunk my fist in him one last time, enjoying the total lack of resistance and hearing him utter a low moan halfway between pleasure and pain as my forearm easily slid into his velvety tender insides. “Alright guys, wrap it up! This bitch is done for the night!” I announced to the room when I pulled my arm out. I removed the fleshlight lining from inside the plug, dropping the outer layer into my bag and bringing the fleshlight with me. Again, I waited for the person using him to finish cumming, this time in his mouth. When he pulled out, I lifted my whore’s face, mouth spreader still attached, and started pouring the contents of the fleshlight into his mouth, watching the white spunk disappear down his throat. I removed the mouth spreader, then his wrist and ankle restraints, letting the whore just collapse on the floor as I packed them away with the rest of my things. Fleshlight still in hand, I turned the whore over with a kick, and squeezed the remaining dregs of cum onto his wounds – the cuts and scrapes on his hands and knees from rocking back-and-forth on the concrete floor – before grabbing the rest of my things and carrying the whore out. The bitch needed a break, and I needed time to come up with new ways to abuse his hole.

Part 7 -“Bouge pas, on n’a pas fini avec toi! Tu vas juste être là pour nous!” (“Don’t move, we’re not done with you! You’re only here for us!”). I was already panting and breathing heavily. Those guys were going hard on me and I was already exhausted after just maybe half an hour of action. But I knew there was more in store for me. In between two breaths, I started thinking about what he had just said. “Loaded cum”. Those words were slowly making sense in my foggy mind. It wasn’t yet fully computing in my brain. But I didn’t get the time to think as I felt another dick sliding in my sloppy hole. The guys had switched places and I was now sucking on the dicks that had given me my first two loads. They were still fully hard and I could taste the remainder of their cum. The rest was deep in my ass. The scent of their sweat was quite powerful and driving me crazy. With the new arrangement, I could figure out what those two looked like. They were probably both in their early forties, fit without being muscular. One was quite hairy and the other completely smooth, with a tattoo circling his navel. Their faces were too dark for me to see and only their voices would indicate to me the state of frenzy agitation they were in. The smooth guy was thrusting in my mouth, holding the back of my head. I could see that tattoo moving back and forth, slowly regaining just enough clarity to realize it was a biohazard sign. His buddy behind me was drilling hard. The cum was dripping out of my hole, lubricating his dick in a sloppy mess. -“Sale pute, tu vas prendre ta troisième dose!” (“Dirty whore, you’re gonna get your third load!”). The smooth guy in front stopped thrusting, and holding my face up -“Tu vas prendre la jute de mon pote, salope. Il va bien tasser ma plombe dans ton cul!” (“You’re gonna take my buddy’s load, slut. He’s gonna squeeze my loaded cum deep in your ass”) before spitting in my mouth. He was looking deeply in my eyes and I could see his face clearly for the first time. A bushy brown beard and two little green eyes. I could sense a little bit of cruelty in his look but I couldn’t take my eyes off of his. -“Ouais, boss! Je veux être votre pute à plombe!” (Yeah, boss! I’ll be the dump for your loaded cum!”) I mumbled with my tongue out, just showing how hungry for cum I was. I received another spittle that I swallowed before opening my mouth again. I felt the guy behind me picking up the pace. My head was banging against that biohazard tattoo in front of me. They were talking to each other, encouraging him to breed me deep. My knees and back were aching from trying to maintain the same position but I kept arching my back to demonstrate how much of a good cumdump I could be. -“C’est une bonne petite pute ça! Vas-y, remplis-la!” (“That’s a good little whore! Go, fill him up!”). Planting himself deep inside my hole, I felt his dick throbbing four or five times. -“Prends ma dose, salope!” (“Take my load, slut!”) he said in a groan. I could feel my body drenched in sweat. I fell lying on my stomach, out of breath. The guy pulled out and I heard them walk away. I needed water but was too exhausted to move. I just stayed on the mattress in the middle of that room. My head was spinning, I wasn’t thinking clearly, and my vision was a bit blurry, but I could see a lot of action was happening around me. Guys getting sucked, others being fucked. I felt a dick sliding into my hole again. -“My turn! Been waiting for a long time!” the guy whispered to my ear in English. I didn’t even try to turn around and look at him. I just let him fuck and breed me. It was probably late because guys weren’t trying to hold their loads anymore like they usually do early in the evening. They just wanted to unload before going home and I was happy to help. Or I was probably just too tired to refuse. I got maybe four or five more loads, without the slightest idea of whoever gave them to me. I managed to get up laboriously with the help of the last guy to breed me. I was trying to collect my clothes. My t-shirt was completely drenched in sweat - and I think piss - and my sweatpants were stained with cum in multiple places. Trying to find my balance, I got dressed with the support of a stranger and made my way to the stairs. -“Told you I wasn’t too worried about…” he said before I left the room. I turned around to see it was the bartender. -“I can see I was right!” he added with a wink. I made my way up and caught a taxi. I was feeling dizzy and quite uncomfortable in my dirty clothes. I must have left a few cum stains on the seat. I got back to my hotel and slept through the day in my dirty jockstrap, without the energy to even shower before collapsing in bed. The next day, the words “loaded cum” were still resonating in my head. Were they really poz? How did I feel about potentially having just taken my first known poz loads? What was I supposed to do? Should I go for PEP? I googled the way to get it but it was a Sunday and I couldn’t figure out an easy way to do it. I decided not to do anything and jerked off in my hotel room a few times thinking of the previous night. I was scared as hell but also amazingly excited. A few months later, I tested negative during a routine visit. But I knew something had changed in me.

I’m pretty big CumDump. My load record is 43 loads in a single 5-hour night…I would agree with some of the advice here, stay to a big metro area. Stay to what u know…the cities. Big cities are great, but depending on day there is lots of competition for CumDumps. I love LA where I live, but it’s hotly competitive for CumDumps. I have found an easy access motel, easy parking from the outside is best…motel 6, Red roof inn, travelodge, etc., etc. no elevators or key card.. I use BBRT, Grindr, and sniffies..,post a party on BBRT’s party ads at least 2 weeks in advance… have good pics; honest pics…it is work to arranging and getting to the larger load numbers. Finally, NO LOAD REFUSED. If you are serious, then be no load refused and stick to it…if you start getting picky about the cocks that get to breed u… you won’t get much…good luck and HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

2. It took Tommy a second to realise that Callum had introduced himself “I’m Tommy, Hi”. Callum was smiling as he took a step forward “I’ve seen you a lot over the past few months. You’re starting to really get into shape. I do personal training.” Tommy immediately relaxed, this guy was trying to sell him workouts. “I’m just curious if you’d like a workout buddy? It would be nice to have a friend at the gym that wasn’t paying me to tell them how to work out. I could give you pointers though…” He shifted slightly, a slight hint of nerves, maybe. Tommy was just about to head home after he’d done 1 more machine, he wasn’t really up for doing much more. “I’ve been trying to come to the gym more often, I’ll be here after I finish work tomorrow. Probably around 7” Tommy had almost forgotten to draw breath, this guy Callum made him feel slightly flustered. He’d never had someone outright ask to be his friend, at first it fell like a cruel joke but then when he thought about it Tommy realised he was meant to be putting himself out there. “I’ll see you at 7 tomorrow then, bye” Callum smiled, spun round on his heel and walked away. Tommy waved his hand meekly and then headed over to the last leg machine he hadn’t used. Glancing back towards Callum, he admired his physique. Broad muscular shoulders, a trim waist and a solid ass. That night Tommy couldn’t get this guy out of his head, he was horny and the apps were quiet, he logged into BBRT. It didn’t take long for him to get a message from an older guy. Mid 40’s, he and his husband wanted to use someone and were very into Daddy role play. Feeling more kinky than usual, Tommy was on his way. He cleaned out and rolled a fresh joint. Maybe the Daddy’s would want a bit of a buzz. He put on a red jock and jumped in his car. Tommy barely said two words when he walked through the door, both daddies had their hands on him before the door was shut. In a blur he was stripped, except the jock. “I brought a joint if you want some… Daddy?” Tommy hoped he’d ticked the right box with these two. One of the two daddies was also wearing just a jock, and the front of It was starting to bulge. He took the joint and lit it, he then walked through to what Tommy found was the bedroom. The bedsheets were black and the room was dimly lit. The other Daddy was wearing leather jeans and removed his whit t-shirt to reveal tattoos all over his arms and body, he marched up behind Tommy and quickly spun him round. He grabbed Tommys jock and yanked it down to reveal his still soft cock. The daddy clicked a piece of smooth clear plastic over the cock and with a click Tommy realised he wasn’t there for his own pleasure. It made him hornier. Both daddies took turns passing the joint between themselves and with Tommy, they ate out his ass and started to tease his hole while plying him with poppers. While his ass was being slowly broken in by the daddy in the leather jeans, which he kept on, the daddy in the jock was lubing up his thick 7 inch cock on Tommy’s spit. They changed positions a few times, in between blowjobs and fucking they shared the joint and kept hitting the poppers. No one had came yet and Tommy was enjoying the pleasure of having his ass worked over. “Time for our fun now boy, take a draw of that pipe and let your daddies knock you up”. ‘Fuck’ Tommy thought to himself, these guys are Poz. He decided they were already balls deep and being caged made him horny, he’d get PEP in the morning and be fine. The pipe was put in his mouth instead of a cock and when Tommy took a deep hit he found out that it wasn’t weed but something else. He felt immediately euphoric “A special something for our special boy” Neither daddy had smoked the pipe and they began to manoeuvre themselves so that Tommy was between them “Have some more poppers boy, Daddy knows this might be a bit much at first but we know what is best for you” “Yes daddy” Was all that Tommy managed while deeply huffing on the poppers, his ass felt like it was being torn in two. This was the first time he’d been double fucked and he couldn’t tell if he loved it or if he was going to die from the pain. Eventually the mix of drugs and poppers did their magic and Tommy was soon being congratulated for being such a good boy for his daddies. “Lets sting the boy” The Daddy in the leather trousers was underneath Tommy and was pulling Tommys hips into him as his cock started to shoot ribbons of cum into his beaten hole. The other cock crammed into his ass went off immediately afterwards, churning both loads deep inside. They were all spent and after a post fuck cuddle, Tommy made for home. Completely forgetting his cock was still caged up.