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Here is the full length SICK FUCKS [think before following links] https://thegay.com/videos/1089133/sons-of-paul-morris-sick-fucks/ My favorite video of all times is “pigs at the hoist”. It may not be the filthiest. It may not be the dirtiest. It may not be the most perverted. But my dick is hard for every damn scene. And what others have said above, I love playing out scenes from a video. A couple of times have been lucky enough to do it with one of the guys in the video, and that adds to it.

This was my hole the other day after one dick so I think I'm still getting pretty loose as it's pretty easy to gape me now. None of the guys after complained tho 🤤

Chapter 3 – Daniel is not the only working man In Chapters 1 and 2, I tell the story of a guy I met who was working at a nearby factory. There was lots of partying in his sling on the porch, toys, fists, and more. Daniel invited me over again for a Saturday night of fun. When I got there, I saw 2 pickup trucks in the yard and heard some voices. Obviously, Daniel had some unexpected visitors. I hoped they would be leaving soon and we could enjoy some fun. The voices were coming from the front of the cabin, where there was a nice deck. I walked around to the front and was shocked to see Daniel and three other guys there, naked and having some beers. Maybe they weren’t unexpected visitors and maybe they wouldn’t be leaving soon! Nick is short but thickly built, with a very hairy body. He had a full beard and was mostly bald. Harry was, well, he wasn’t. Hairy, that is. He was tall, lean, and had a smooth body with just a bit of dark hair around his cock. Blue eyes and dark hair do it for me, so he looked great. I really wanted to know if he had hair around his hole, but I hoped that I’d find that out later. Sam was also tall and had a nice hairy chest. He was older and showed some grey in his hair. He was in good shape and was sporting a nice, uncut cock. He also had a beard. I said I was obviously in the right place and started undressing. Daniel brought me over a beer and gave me a deep kiss as I was removing my shorts. My cock was tenting out the front of my jockstrap, but I took that off too and sat down in one of the chairs, showing everyone my hard, cut cock. Harry looked over at Daniel and nodded. They all seemed to be there for the same reason that I was. As we sat and drank our beers, guys would stroke their bodies, tug on their cocks, and Sam kept fingering his hole. Daniel said he thought we all had enough sun for the day, so we should move to the porch and get things started. All of us were sweaty and a bit buzzed from early beers. Now, we were going to get spun and get the party started. We smoked out of Daniel’s water pipe. I’d brought my stash along, but Harry told me to keep my stuff and that today would be their treat. He winked after he said this, so I was sexily intrigued. We ended up going through a lot of product, but there were five of us there. By the time someone suggested that I get in the sling, we were all spun out. Sam was the first one at my hole. He looked at it, stroked around my ass and over my hole, then grinned at Daniel and said, “You’re right. This is going to be a great session”. He started out with some rimming. Getting rimmed by a guy with a beard is exciting since I get to feel the beard rubbing against my ass. It’s also fun to make out the guy after and smell my ass on his face. Sam stood up and lubed up his cock. He was sliding it up and down my ass crack, sometimes pausing to circle my hole. Then, he positioned himself at my hole and stuffed his cock in. He had a great cock for opening me up. Uncut, thick, and with a nice big head. We were both enjoying the fuck when Harry came over and said, “Wanna share that ass?” to Sam. Sam nodded and worked his way out of my hole. Harry had put on a metal cock ring that looked great on his hard dick. He was well-hung and very thick. He positioned his lubed cock at my entrance and used the sling to pull me towards him. I gasped as his cock entered me, and then we settled into a nice pace, with me using my feet on the sling stand to ride his cock. Harry asked me if I wanted his load. Fuck yeah, I did. This handsome and hung stud wanted to breed me, and I was more than happy to provide. He took a deep hit of poppers and shoved his cock in as deep as possible. His face contorted in pleasure as he dumped the first load of the day into me. After he shot his load, he leaned down to give me a kiss. He whispered, “Thank you” in my ear, and I responded, “Thank you too”. He pulled out and went to sit down when I beckoned him to the head of the sling. I leaned over and sucked his cock into my mouth, tasting all the juices from our fuck. While I was focused on sucking Harry, I felt some fingers at my hole. Nick had sat down at the sling and was working my ass. He must have enjoyed feeling all the lube and cum that were in there, but we all knew that this was just the start. Nick poured a generous amount of lube down my crack, letting it slide down to my hole. He rubbed his hands through it, getting them well-oiled. He poked and prodded at my hole, sticking in a few fingers. It wasn’t long before he said, “Take some poppers”. I pulled off Harry’s cock, grabbed the poppers, and did a few hits. I went back to Harry’s dick and felt Nick getting ready to enter my ass. He slid his hand into my ass while I was sucking Harry. It felt amazing to be getting filled at both ends. Nick had medium-sized hands that knew their way around a hole. He was having a great time playing in my ass, and I was so caught up in the sensations that I pulled away from Harry to focus my attention on my ass. Next, Sam walked over to the sling and lubed up his hands. He was fingering my hole around Nick’s arm, expanding it to greater limits. Eventually, Nick pulled out, and Sam’s hand entered me. He had a much larger hand and long fingers, so he was both a wide and depth player. Sam fisted me for a while, working more on depth. I could feel his fingers tickling my inner hole and then felt him enter my colon. Fuck, that felt amazing! He stroked lightly inside my colon before retreating. But I knew that his fingers would be back there soon. Sam had been stroking his cock and said that he was going to cum soon, so he pulled his hand out of me and came up to feed me his load. I eagerly opened my mouth while he rubbed the head of his cock on my tongue, all while stroking it to orgasm. I reached back and stroked his ass to encourage him on. It wasn’t long before I tasted the sweet flavors of his load. Meanwhile, Daniel was back at my ass, playing with my hole with his fingers. He looked over at Nick and beckoned him back to the sling. Daniel had Nick shove his cock in my ass, and then Daniel started rubbing my hole and stroking Nick’s cock while he fucked me. They played like this for a while, with Daniel slowly inserting fingers around Nick’s cock. Nick pulled out, and Daniel’s familiar hand entered me. He pulled most of the way out and wrapped his hand around Nick’s cock. Then, he pushed his hand and Nick’s cock into my ass. He and Nick worked up a nice rhythm, and soon, Nick was giving me his load. Daniel played for a while in my lube and cum filled hole. Nick and Harry were sucking each other, and Sam was massaging Daniel’s shoulders and watching him fist me. This was the first load for these guys, and I planned to get more out of them before the session was over. My ass needed a break, so Daniel pulled out, and Sam commented on my gape. My ass was open and dripping lube and cum. Daniel went in for a few licks before helping me out of the sling. When the sling was empty, Sam jumped in. He looked so sexy in the sling, with his hairy ass open and waiting for a visitor. Harry turned to Nick and said, “Why don’t you give his ass a ride?” so Nick stepped up and slid his cock into Sam. Sam was obviously enjoying the fuck and took a hit of poppers before asking Nick to bottom out in his ass. Once Nick had shoved his thick cock as deep as it could go, San started to ride him. Slings are awesome for a lot of reasons, but it is great how the bottom can control the fuck. He braced his feet on the sling stand and rode Nick’s dick. Next, Nick pulled out and started to maneuver his hands around Sam’s ass. He lubed them up and worked Sam’s hole open by slowly adding fingers, twisting and stretching him open. Eventually, Sam said, “Fist me already!” to Nick, and Nick sunk in his fist. I walked over behind Nick and watched as Sam’s ass wrapped around Nick’s arm. The hair around Sam’s ass and the hair on Nick’s arm were wet with lube, and it looked insanely sexy when Nick moved in and out of Sam’s hole. I leaned down to suck Sam’s sweet cock into my mouth while he was getting fisted. It was great that I could look down and see his hole getting fisted while his cock was in my mouth. Next, I got down on my knees to worship Nick’s cock. He had such a hot look going on with his smooth, toned body and hairy bush. Nice was enjoying the blowjob and leaned down and said, “Play with my hole”. As if I needed an invitation to that! I started by caressing and rubbing his ass, which was well-muscled. Zeroing in on his hole, I circled my way to it with my hand and was thrilled to find that he had a hairy hole. At this point, Nick got off the stool and crouched down on his haunches. That had two advantages: it gave a different angle to his hand in Sam’s ass, and it provided me with easy access to his hole for a rim job. I laid down on my back with his hole positioned at my mouth. Looking up, I could see his balls and dick, but it was his hole that I was seeking. He lowered his ass a bit, making contact with my tongue. That was all the encouragement needed! When eating ass, I like to treat it like the guy’s mouth. I’ll make out with it, suck it, probe it with my tongue, and work my way deep in. Nick had a great hole. Hairy and responsive to my tongue, it soon opened for me to get way inside him with my tongue. Someone came along and lifted my head to slide a pillow under it so that I would be more comfortable. Next, my cock was sucked into a hot mouth. Now, Sam was getting fisted by Nick, who was getting rimmed by me, who was getting sucked by someone else. Fuck, could it get any better? Yes, it could. And it does.

Paul was twenty four years old. Korean dark hair. Brown eyes. He was 6’feet tall. Tone body. A flat ass, a 7 inch cock. His boyfriend of two years Chris. Blonde hair blue eyes. Swimmer’s build with a bubble butt and an 8 inch dick. Paul was in recovery for the last three and half years. Getting the help he needed from his addiction to meth. Paul and Chris met on a blind date set up by a mutual friend of theirs. And they hit it off right away. They started living together recently. Moving into an apartment complex. Their sex life was good. Paul being the top. And Chris being his bottom. Paul and Chris worked full time jobs. Paul also attended twelve step programs. Three doors down lived Wesley a stocky 53 year old man who loved to party and would love to party with Paul. After a great night of sex between Paul and Chris. Chris had flight in the morning for work. He would be gone for a week putting together a business deal. “I’m going to miss you, Chris.” “I hope the week flys bye.” “I’ll miss you more.” Chris said with a grin. Paul went about his day. Coming home. Paul runs into Wesley. “Hi Paul”. Wesley asked with a touch of lust in his voice. “Hey Wes.” Paul answered. “I’m having a few friends over on Friday night.” “If you want to come by for a little while you’re more than welcome.” “Chris to.” Though Wesley didn’t want the “All American jock.” Just Paul who was standing in front of him. “That’s nice of you Wesley.” “What time?” Wesley gave him the time. Paul let him know Chris would be out of town until Thursday. Friday came. Paul came around 830. Bringing a bottle of wine. Wesley let him with a big “Hello.” Wesley led Paul into the living room to Paul’s horror saw three guys in their mid 50’s smoking a pipe and rubbing each other’s cocks. “I got to go Wesley.” “I’m in recovery and this isn’t good for me to be here.” Wesley responded with “I understand.” “If you do decide you want to stay, I’ll put a stop to the smoking.” Without a word Paul left. He was tempted to just smoke. But nothing else just a couple of hits. It would be ok. Chris would never know. Paul went back to Wesley’s. “It couldn’t hurt if I have a hit or two.” Paul said. Wesley nodded in agreement. The three old men were still there. Paul took the first hit and it felt good. And then he took his second and third hits. Before he knew it he was high as a kite. Wesley made a move on him. By rubbing his shoulders. “Do you want some more?” Wesley asked.” “Yeah” Paul said. “Then if you want more, take off your shirt.” Paul so out of it did what he was told. One of the old men came over and gave Paul a pipe and he smoked it. While Wesley ran his hands over Paul’s body. Slowly undoing Paul’s belt and unbuttoning his jeans. “Stand up.” Wesley ordered. Paul stood up. “Take off your pants and underwear.” “I’ll give you more T.” Paul so high did it. Completely naked in front of four old men. Wesley told Paul to get on his knees which he did. Henry, the thin 58 year old put his cock into Paul’s mouth. “Start sucking it slut.” Paul did until Henry shot his load down the young man’s throat. Wesley bought Paul into his bedroom. Laying him down while the other two old men, Oliver a 55 year overweight man. And Doug a 52 year old razor thin man took turns climbing on top of Paul making him suck their cocks. In the meantime. Wesley was eating out Paul’s ass. Paul being so far gone was enjoying it. Forgetting about Chris. Wesley hard 6 and 1/2 inch cock was outside Paul’s ass, looking to get inside him. Wesley took it slow. Waiting so long to fuck him. He went inside Paul’s ass and started fucking him. The three other men were smoking and jerking their cocks. Wesley kept going in and out. Deciding to cum deep inside the young man. Paul himself was stroking his cock and Wesley said. “Shit I’m cumming inside you!” Paul shot his load. once Wesley pulled out the other three men took turns fucking him. The next morning. Paul woke up and with guilt and horror got dressed and went back to his apartment. “What the fuck did I do?” Paul said. “Chris is going to kill me.” Wesley came over to Paul’s with some more T. He knew that Paul would smoke more to forget about what happened. ”Paul, it’s ok.” “You relapsed.” “It happens.” I also had sex with you and three other guys.” “I cheated on my boyfriend.” “How can I face him?” Wesley then took out the pipe and handed it to Paul. He took it and started to smoke. “That’s it Paul.” “ Just relax.” Wesley said while getting undressed. Now completely naked with his stocky body and hard dick. He placed his cock into Paul’s mouth who starts sucking it. “Ahhh” Wesley moaned. Enjoying having his dick sucked. He took it out of Paul’s mouth and kissed him. “Get naked Paul.” “I wanna fuck that Asian ass again.” Paul who was once again high got naked and took Wesley to his bedroom in which Wesley fucked the young man for several hours. And continued to fuck him when Chris called him. “I’m fine, babe.” Paul said while Wesley kept on fucking him. “Love you too.” Paul said. Wesley shot his load deep inside Paul. Then kissed him. Wesley got up to get his phone and came back. “I invited a few other guys to come here and fuck you.” “You don’t mind, do you?” Wesley asked. Paul nodded in agreement. four old men were let in by Wesley. They were high when they got there and would continue at Paul’s place. Each guy took turns. Hank a 67 year old man with a beer belly and gray hair went first. Shot his load in the young man. Bert a lanky man 61 years old also lusted after Paul and now was going to have him. “You’re finally taking my dick up your ass, you cheating slut.” Bert said. Bert shot his load into Paul’s ass. Next was Frank. He was 64 years old overweight and soft spoken. He also liked to record fucking younger guys bareback and putting the videos up on adult websites. Last was Luke. Thin, Latino. 61 years old. Fucking Paul was great! Luke shot his load into the young man. Frank recorded Luke fucking Paul and then Wesley fucking Paul one more time. Frank uploaded the video. Unfortunately for Paul. Chris loved old guys barebacking young guys and when he saw Paul being fucked. He left Paul, who in turned stayed a bottom slut for Wesley and his friends.

It was 3:00 am, the night club was packed with shirtless hunks, sweating and flying high. The music was pounding and the lightshow was amazing. I stood on a balcony overlooking a sea of shirtless men. There was one particular group of six guys off of whom I couldn’t take my eyes. I could see their sweat and despite the fast music, they were dancing very slow, taking turns rubbing each other’s necks, pressing their bodies against each other, passionately kissing, and occasionally groping each other’s cocks through the fabric of their clothes. They were oblivious to everyone else, and it was clear they were having an amazing time. My ‘e’ was finally kicking in and I was feeling the incredible warm rush that flows through your body, and my stomach had that slight nauseous feeling which meant I was going to have an amazing ride. I took off my shirt, and although I don’t have the body of a god, I’m fit and stand about 5’11. I'm 25 with brown hair, blue eyes. I trim my chest hair and I love feeling my hands sliding over my sweaty chest as I feel the ‘e’ overtake my body. I could feel every vibration from the music that pounded from the speakers. The lightshow grabbed my attention and fascinated me for a few minutes before remembering that group of guys I had seen earlier. I looked down on the dance floor and they were still there. I thought to myself "I need to be on the dance floor" so I stumbled down the stairs, feeling guys rub my crotch and chest as I passed them. I was feeling amazing, but I was fixated on getting on the dance floor. The music was louder here, the lights were brighter and more hypnotizing than before. I was now in the middle of the dance floor, right next to the lean, fit group of guys I had seen from the balcony. They were all about 25, and looked like the kind of guys you see in an Abercombie advertisement: fit, hairless, young, and hard. One of the guys was wearing loose red cargo shorts that seemed to hang just low enough from the back that I could see the top of his ass and I could tell he didn’t have underwear on. So fucking sexy. He broke away from his friends and he was dancing with his back to me. I wanted to go up to him and start rubbing his broad, muscular shoulders, but I resisted. Instead, I turned around and starting dancing a little. I slowly pushed my sweaty back against his. At first it was a couple of bumps and nudges. Nothing to obvious that I was interested or making a move. He didn’t resist or change the location of where he was dancing so I pressed a little harder. He pressed back. We were now rubbing our asses and backs together and it felt amazing. We seemed to have caught the attention of his friends as they were now dancing around us. They weren’t touching me, but I could feel they were looking at my body, watching me dance with one of their friends. Red cargo short guy quickly turned around. He was starring at me, his eyes were wide open and he was standing really still. I could feel his eyes look me up and down. I could see the outline of his cock and I’m pretty sure I could see a small wet spot. I tried to dance really cool, but I knew the ‘e’ was probably making me stumble around a bit. It was particularly strong ‘e’ and I wanted to take a walk, but I couldn’t leave these guys. I continued to dance, and casually turned my direction to look at another part of the bar. I was now facing one of the other friends. He was shirtless and wearing tight jeans and sunglasses. I couldn’t see his eyes, but I knew he was starring at me. He kept getting a little closer. I realized someone had started rubbing my neck with strong hands. My back was sweaty and their hands easily rubbed my back. I wasn’t wearing underwear that night, and I was also wearing loose cargo shorts. I could feel this guy rub his fingers a little below the waistline. The guy with sunglasses was now pressing his whole body against me in the front. I could feel his nipples on my chest, and his hard crotch was pressing into mine. I looked behind me and I could see it was the guy with red cargo shorts who had now pressed his full body against mine. I could fee his chest on my back and his hands were running over my flat belly and hard chest. His hands would occasionally wander below the waistline and rub against my cock. The 'e' was making my dick soft, but it still felt amazing. He wouldn’t grab my cock, but would just brush against it with his hand. Two other guys were now on either side of me began kissing my kneck, and the guy with sunglasses, who was standing in front of me, leaned forward and kissed my lips. It was an electric feeling. He pulled my head towards his and held me tight. His mouth felt amazing. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and I loved the feeling. I could barely catch my breath. My hands reached behind my back so I could feel the cock of the guy in the red shorts. Upon making contact with his crotch, I realized his button fly was partially undone: the top button was tightly fastened, but the other buttons were undone, so naturally I slowly reached through the opening of his shorts. His cock was rock hard, fat, and uncut. Some guys are so lucky that they get hard when they're high. He was one of those guys. The head of his cock was dripping pre-cum. By now the two remaining guys in his party had joined us, so I was in the middle of six hot guys with their hands wandering my body, kissing me, and feeling my cock, which was actually getting hard. One of the guys must have brought some lube or something slick because I felt my cock being pulled up and down with something that made my cock really hard. He was reaching through the waistline of my shorts. I felt him undo my buttons and zippers. I thought my shorts would fall to the ground, but the guys around me were pressed so tightly, around me, they only fell a little. The guy in the red shorts pulled my hand away. I could feel him tugging down on my shorts. My ass was now exposed. The music was getting more intense and my own cock was so hard. The guy in the sunglasses unzipped his jeans and pulled my cock through the opening. My cock was now pressed against his. From a distance, I don’t think anyone could see what was going on. If they could, they didn’t respond. My shorts were pulled down, they weren’t at my ankles, but my cock was pressed into the opening of the guy with jeans and the guy with the red cargo shorts was pressing his hard cock between my ass cheeks. It was feeling amazing. I was thinking how badly I wanted to get fucked, but I didn’t have a condom. My heart was pounding and all I could think about was cock. I wanted to be sucking someone, but I was in a club - and couldn't. I could feel the guy in the red shorts start pressing his cock in between my ass cheeks. The head of his cock entered very easily. I wanted to pull away because I knew he wasn't wearing a condom, but I wanted to feel that cock in my ass - bareback. So I didn't push him away. It was happening. I was feeling his cock press in and out to the beat of the music. It felt so amazing. His uncut cock easily slid in and out of my ass. We were standing, and I was a little surprised that he could fuck me so deeply. Someone opened a bottle of poppers in front of my nose. I inhaled. Hands were everywhere. I was kissing the guy in the sunglasses and my ass was being fucked, right there on the dance floor. I didn’t care if anyone could see. I was so fucking high. I knew I wanted him to pull out before he came, but I couldn’t stop him. It was a truly amazing experience. He was pounding my ass so hard. The lights were dim. The music was loud. Time stood still. He grabbed my chest and held me tight. I started to cum on the guy in front of me. My cock was still pressed against his between his fly so my load blew onto his crotch. I could feel the guy in red cargo shorts breathing heavily, holding me still while pressing his cock deep in my ass. I swear that I could feel his cock pulsing. He was cumming. He was filling me. I was in heaven. He pulled away a little and I reached between my ass cheeks to confirm he had actually cum. My fingers were sticky, and it felt amazing. He pulled up my shorts and buttoned his fly. He turned me around and said "Hi, I’m Issac" and continued asking "Would you like to come home with me and fuck me tonight?" I replied very simply "Yes…."

Chapter 17 The next morning Jake wakes up before his father, as he does he cuddles up close, resting his head on this dad’s muscular chest and explores his hairy torso. Under the covers he finds Jason’s sweat cock fully hard. He grasps ahold of the fat member and starts massaging, while is own cock grows pressed up against his father’s hip. As he tugs on his dad’s dick, the fat head flares and oozes silky precum and Jake’s mouth begin to water. Jake goes under the covers and begins kisses and licking his dad’s hairy dick causing it to leaks massive amounts of precum. Jake engulf the dick with his mouth tasting the stale cum from the night before. Jason awakens shortly after and moans as he realizes his son is servicing his cock. Now that his father is awake, he plays with his dad’s hairy balls and begin deep throating Jason’s big cock showing him how hungry he is for his father’s cum. “That’s it boy, work out that first load of the day for me!" Jason says as he begins thrusting his dick in son’s throat. “Daddy I’m so hungry for your poz cum, please feed me!”, Jake begs as he briefly take the dick out of his mouth and then slurps it down again. “I’ve got a big dirty load for you son” Jake sucks furiously on his father’s cock. As he does Jason’s giant balls tense up. Jason holds out as long as he can but before long he explodes in his son’s slutty mouth. Jake swallows the first few shots of cum but soon chokes on the vast amount of cum erupting from his dad’s dick and pulls it out. The massive dick continues to shoot cum all over Jake’s face. Jason’s dick glows red as his son jerks the last few drops of toxic cum from his father’s cock then licks it clean. “What a great way to wake up”, Jason exclaims and then meets his son in a deep Kiss, tasting his own semen as his massages Jake’s tongue. “After a protein shake like that. I’m definitely ready for the gym”, Jake says with a smile. Jason laughs and then responds, “I think I’ll join you. Nothing works up another load like seeing my son work out”. An hour later both men arrive at the gym and begin their workout together. As his father spots him on the bench press, Jake notices the familiar bulge in his father gym shorts. The bulge grows so big Jason has to adjust himself. As Jake finishes his set he tells his father he is making a scene. Both chuckle and Jason tweaks his son’s nipple playfully. Jason then notices across the gym a tall bearded man staring. “I think we have an audience”, Jason whispers to his son as they make their way to the next piece of equipment. Jake smirks and catches glimpse of the man. “He’s cute. Let play with him”, Jake suggests. Jason responds with a smile and a wink. As they continue their session, Jake works to give the man a show. His slightly oversized sleevless shirt gives the man a peak at Jake’s dilated nipples and his well developed chest. As he does his deadlifts Jake’s tight muscle ass is on full view. After, both men finish their workout by stretching out. Jason assists his son in stretching out his hamstrings exposing the straps of Jake’s jockstrap. The stranger continues to stare and an outline of his impress cock is evident. He adjusts himself and as he does Jake notices a wedding ring on his hand. “Let’s hit the steam room son”, Jason say. As they head toward the locker rooms, the stranger follows. Both men undress in the locker room and stranger does the same. As Jake’s hairless body is revealed to the stranger his semi hard dick continues to grow and he makes no point to hide his huge uncut dick. Jason dick is almost fully hard as well as he ushers his son to the showers. They both enter one shower stall and the stranger enters the stalls directly across and watches and the father and son soap up their naked bodies. Their dicks now fully hard, they buck against each other and begin leak precum on each other abs. The stranger jerks his hairy dick as the hot scene unfolds. They wash off the soap and then proceed to the steam room. The stranger follows close behind. Jason sits down legs spread wide and his large dick at full mast. The hairy stranger sits directly across jerking his hairy dick as Jake stands with his ass facing the stranger. “Bend over son!”, Jason commands. Jake does at he’s told and Jason wraps his hands around Jake’s muscles ass spreading his cheeks to expose his jock hole. “You want to fuck my son’s cunt?”, Jason asks the stranger as he inserts his index finger and middle finger into his son’s hole. “Fuck yeah!”, the stranger responds in a low baritone voice as he stokes his cock. Jake moans and Jason withdraws his fingers and bring them to his mouth and tastes them. “I can still taste the poz load I planted in him Last night”, Jason says with a devilish grin as he looks the stranger straight in this eye. “Holy fuck!” The hairy stranger exclaims, His dick completely electrified by Jason statement. “Fuck his poz hole!” Jason instructs. The stranger stands up and massages Jake’s muscle ass. He lines up his dick with Jake’s smooth hole and with only his silky precum and the steam from the room for lube his pushes in. “Fuuuccckk!”, Jakes screams. “Shut your hole you dirty faggot!” The stranger shouts and with the stranger pounds in rougher and harder. Jake struggles to take it all be before long the stranger’s dick is balls deep inside him. Jason stokes his dick as he watches the married man violently fuck his son. “Oh that poz hole feels so good wrapped tight around my fat hairy dick, fucking your dad’s poz load deeper inside you”, the stranger says as he pounds in and out of Jake. “Please breed me sir! I need to collect more loads to make my daddy proud”, Jake begs. “You really are a cum slut aren’t you?! Well, if you really want it, l’ll give it you!”, the married man states as he begins slamming it home. “Yes, I need your load sir, please.” Jake can barely utter as he is pounded out. “Fuck! I’m gonna bust!” The stranger exclaims the then begins to flood Jake’s hole with cum. The man pounds deep inside Jake. As Jason witnesses this, his own load builds and as the strangers sees this, barely able to recover from his own orgasm he withdraws his still hard cock, slaps Jake’s ass hard and states, “Time for you to take another one of daddy’s poz loads” With that, Jason gets up and slams his dick balls deep into Jake, bracing himself with his son’s muscular shoulder and pounding his toxic seed deep inside his son. Then suddenly, Jake screams, “Oh fuck! I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m fucking cumming!” as he shoot his poz load all over the steam room walls. The three men pant and struggle to catch their breath after the hot fuck session. “That was so fucking hot, nothing gets me off more than a poz cum slut like your son”, the stranger tells Jason , “I’ll definitely see you guys again here soon and with that he head out. Jake and Jason smile and exchange a kiss and relax on the steam room while savoring moment. As they do cum leaks from Jake’s ass onto the warm stone seat.

I still remember the Black Party NYC the year after i converted, I was thin and fit. I was unemployed and spending a lot of time at the local YMCA and occasionally getting a workout in, in between sucking dick. I spent the entire time there in the darkroom taking dick. It was 4 hours of dick after dick, grab a bottle of water and go back and take more dick. The good ole days. Hmmmm.

I was 12 when my cousin fucked me in Mexico. Once he saw that I liked it, his bestie joined. At 15 his step dad/ my uncle joined and so did his son from other marriage. I was always the only bottom. I’m glad I knew how to please a man by the time I was an adult. Cheated on my gf a lot

Stainless steel, 3/8” welded. You want links with some heft to them. I wouldn’t use more than three feet, max. I have a chain that matches that description, that has been stuffed into and pulled out of my ass successfully. I’ve got a picture somewhere; if I can find it I’ll post it. IMPORTANT - The welds on each and every link of the chain you use need to be sanded silky-smooth to eliminate all roughness and burrs. If that sounds like a pain in the ass, it is…but not as big a pain in the ass as you could get from scratching yourself up inside. Also make sure the chain has been cleaned and dried before insertion. Don’t use it straight from the store. Or the garage. VERY IMPORTANT - Do NOT let someone yank a length of chain out of your ass. It is possible for the chain to become tangled, contorted, or knotted with your colon, and a man yanking it out could yank your gut out along with it. Play sensibly.

Aids, bugs, cum, load, felching, biohazard

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Sorry, it's not going to be multi-chapter and it's going to be short, but I hope you all still like it (and please be kind, this is my first time writing something like this). I had just turned 40, and because of the economy, the lack of rebounding in my industry, I was forced to declare bankruptcy. I had lost everything. Thankfully though, I don't have kids, nor a spouse, so not having to worry about any court ordered responsibilities, but also without a house and nice car. I had just enough cash to buy a piece of crap car that was big enough for me to sleep in some nights and store my critical stuff. Other nights I would find the cheapest motel and take a shower and sleep. I kept thinking I needed to do something right quick before I totally plunged into homelessness and disappear forever. So, I started going to the library, accessing computers, submitting job apps, etc. Some days I would be a little, or a lot, spun when going and on those days, of course, my mind said fuck it, and I would sit in there on my phone for hours browsing the "apps" knowing I probably couldn't hook up because I couldn't host but just turning myself on for the hell of it I guess. So this one day in particular, I was at the library. It was around 430pm. I had checked in to a motel earlier and figured I would just spend a little bit of time on here. Once my phone hit the WIFI, it started going crazy with notifications, since I hadn't been on it for a few days. I dismissed most, but this one was intriguing. The profile picture was definitely that of a young twink. He said he was 18, in my mind, I said that if I meet up with this guy, I am checking his ID for sure. He was textbook twink, completely smooth, maybe 5'5" 115 pounds blond hair green eyes, looked to have some sort of Mediterranean in him because his color was white but you could see some natural olive tan coloring trying to shine through. He was so hot. I replied to his message and we started messaging back and forth. We messaged back and forth for about a week. During that time, I found out he was a total virgin, never once even touched or seen a cock other than his own, he hasn't shoved anything up his hole, oh, his hole. Oh my god! The pics of his ass (I requested he take them) were utter beauty. When he spread his cheeks for the camera, and the sight of that tiny puckered pink hole, my cock definitely shot a bunch of pre-cum into my shorts. He told me that he's been watching gay porn online, and that he's scared of getting a cock up his ass, but he for sure wanted to be fisted. I thought that was interesting, I never heard of a virgin wanting a fist, but kids these days, right? He found out about me that I pnp, mostly smoke crystal, I always bareback, I was poz undetectable, I love eating ass, and I knew I would fall in love eating his. So, we set up a meet. He apparently trusted me enough so far to not overstep his boundaries and all he wanted was to experience a tongue up his hole and then to be fisted for a few hours or so. We agreed we would not pnp since he wasn't ready to take on that level yet. I also told him to make sure to bring his drivers license. So, the day of, I got a cheap room, showered, got naked, etc. before he got there. I also prepped, by stripping the sheets off the bed, putting down towels, putting on porn that I had on this USB stick I plugged into the TV, and oh yea, the lube. Well, what he didn't know was that the lube I use comes from a special "factory" and this factory is exclusive to me and I run it. It involves getting a 3 ounce bottle of lube (yes, the small size), silicon based preferred, then crushing a bunch of crystal (like no less than 3.5 grams) and pouring it into the lube bottle, mixing it as best I can. Most, if not all, the time, it's easy for the top to not have to show the lube bottle to the other person, so I knew this would be fine and I would go undetected. So, 6:15pm, right on time to the minute, knock on my door, and I open it and I am face to face with the hottest boy I've seen for a long time. The picture attached to this post IS NOT HIM, but could seriously be his twin. As promised, without me asking, he already has his driver's license in his hand, and he showed it to me. He was legit, turned 18 one month prior to us meeting (and chatting) so I'm in the clear. I was already naked, he seemed excited, he stripped right away and we went to the bed. I ate that ass every which way I could, him on his back with legs pulled up, him bending over, and god he tasted so damn good. After about half hour, I was sensing he wanted what he came for, and that was to be fisted. By this time, my cock is drooling, I so bad wanted to just shove it in his hole full on and let him stew on it, but I promised, and I'm a man of my word, well, sort of. So I start lubing up my hand with my special lube. I showed him my baby syringe posing as a lube shooter and me filling it with lube straight from the bottle and then into his hole (did that 3 times). Then I started rubbing and playing with his hole with my fingers, working them in and starting to stretch him open. I could tell he was nervous, he kept trying to clinch and push everything out, but I held fast, knowing in just a matter of minutes, the crystal would start working and his pussy would start to relax. So about 10 minutes later, I had already injected more lube into his cunt with my shooter two times, and was up to my wrist, and I just started rotating inside him, when he just blurts out "Oh my fucking god! This is so amazing, I never knew it could feel this good!!!" Naturally, I'm thinking, "hah bitch, if this crystal wasn't in this shit, you would be screaming in pain" because he was still damn fucking tight. But I figure, he has no way to know he's been loaded with crystal because he's never done it, so of course he is relating the feelings he is getting directly because of my fist. So, with that encouragement, I step it up. After about an hour, I've used just about half the bottle of lube, so basically 1.75 grams have been shoved in his pussy. I'm up to about 2 inches below my elbow. I've never had anyone moan like how he was moaning in pure pleasure. He was definitely in another place. His eyes were open yet they were definitely not able to see anything unless I brought him out of his high, his mouth was open showing his beautiful teeth, and the only thing coming out of it was moans. I would ask him easy questions, and you could tell he wanted to respond, but he couldn't, he was so far up in cloud based pleasure heaven that he forgot how to speak. So I just kept going, I wanted to go past my elbow, and judging by him, I am sure he wanted me to as well. And of course, I had one more surprise for him. I had on my USB stick a few really really hot porn vids that were totally homemade of an older guy working on a twink's ass, going from an intense fisting to bareback fucking and breeding, and the camera had focused on the pussy like the entire time. Each one was only like 10 mins in length, perfect amount of time until a twink will get bored of a video and want to change it. So once I got to my elbow, I put 4 of these vids on the playlist as next to play, and when the first one started, I watched his eyes, and he was hooked. His entire focus was on the tv. During the first 3 vids, I think I used up another 1/4 of the lube bottle, so he's up to like just over 2.5 grams in his pussy and it's been about 2 1/2 hours. He is now flying to heights he never even knew existed and wanting more as he kept pushing back on my hand. I knew it was now, the 3rd vid was just about to end, the top was about a minute away from exploding deep into his boy's cunt. I pull out my hand, I pour the remaining lube into his pussy, I scoop a lil bit and rub it on my cock, and before he was able to register I took my hand out, I had my totally raw, hard as fuck, dripping cock balls deep in that hot tight relaxed crystal loaded pussy and I was the one who almost passed out from the feeling his stretched cunt was giving my cock. As the video was showing the boy's hole dripping cum out of it, I was fully lodged and started a slow rhythm trying to mimic that pace my hand was at so his brain wouldn't register the swap. The 4th video starts and I knew it was about 7 minutes before the top has his cock buried, and so I wanted to time it to when the top buried his cock, my boy would realize my cock was buried in him. As final encouragement for him, the next video was an hour long compilation of twink holes being filled with daddy cum, to fully get his brain into it. So, as the short of amount of time tick by, I start quickening my pace, I am always going balls deep on the in stroke and I let the crown of my mushroom head to pop out on the out stroke to make sure his ring feels it every time back and forth. In about a minute is the plunge if you will, and so I tell him "boy, you are so fucking hot, I need to fuck you so bad!" Like 10 seconds before the top in the video plunged his cock in, my boy was able to turn his head and eyes to mine and all he could muster was "please Daddy" in just over a whisper. Oh my god, those were the most beautiful words I ever heard. Right before the top plunges in, I pull completely out so we are in sync, and as he plunges in balls deep full on, I'm doing the same. Both boys moan like you've never heard before, in total drug loaded pleasure. I last about 10 minutes, which was like the 5th scene in the compilation, so my boy had seen holes get bred and cum dripping out 4 times so far. His pussy wanted it, it was squeezing me so much, and whenever he tried touching his own cock, I shoved his hands away. I finally couldn't hold back, I knew I was gonna cum huge, and sure enough, without announcing to him, I lost control and my cock got so thick and bam, I shot the biggest load deep in his cunt that it hurt my balls. My cock spasmed 9 times shooting cum out. His cock shot hands free a massive load all over his chest and face, as only an 18 year old can do. With my cock still spasming inside him, I bent over him so we were chest to chest, and I just laid on top of him letting my orgasm take control of my body and let me enjoy it. He passed out (but was fine, and breathing, so was totally safe) from the shear pleasure overload from the drugs and we fell asleep for about an hour. I woke up first. I kissed his little mouth, and pulled out, and started to clean him up. Well, I actually tongued his hole before he woke up to get his and my taste on my tongue. I had him all cleaned up by the time he woke up. I had him cuddled and he turns his neck and looks at me and said something like he did not want to leave and said thank you. I told him go back to sleep, and we had until 11am until checkout to be naked and chill with each other. So we fell back asleep. My dreams were crazy, I dreamt that he became my boy forever and stuff like that. I mean, of course, I was so into him, and so into teaching him. I woke up around 8am, pushing those dreams aside, knowing reality was right around the corner. I left him a note saying I went to get some food, and I would be right back, and when I got back in the room, he was awake, and was in the shower. When he got out, he drops a bomb on me. What he told me had me going nuts. He told me that 6 months ago, both his parents, who had a shitload of money, died travelling somewhere, and left him this 5 bedroom house, in the greatest part of town. He said if I don't believe him, look out the window and see that brand new BMW M-5 sitting there, that was his, and he chirped the alarm to validate that. I felt for him, I was like, sorry to hear he lost his folks. He says, "no, that's not why I am telling you this. I am telling you this, because, you took me to a place last night I never knew I could go to and here I am, awake and safe, and I want more and more and I want you to move in to my house and be my daddy forever." Now, who the hell am I to say no to something like that? Especially given my bankrupt ass. I tell him I of course agree, on a few conditions. I definitely need a new car, he will belong to me, and nobody else unless we mutually agree (like a 3 way), and I don't want to work. He chuckles, and next thing I know, we are at the Audi dealer, and he is writing a check for this $80,000 brand new Audi for me. To this day, I still do not work, he's my boy, and yes, we fuck guys all the time, but always together. I charged up his hole with my poz cum enough times finally it took, which is what he wanted, and there's no sign of any of this changing. To this day, we both think of that first night so much and how it changed both our lives for the better. -------------------------------------- Thank you and I hope you enjoy it.

I was horny and hungover and feeling a bit burned out from partying the night before. In total I had about 2 hours of sleep between hanging with a few friends and then getting home and trying to pass out. Every time I tried to sleep, I would end up on my phone and refreshing my Grindr screen over and over again. After a few more attempts to sleep, I said fuck it, got up and smoked some weed while cruising for dick. I live in an urban area but with COVID-19 and a relatively small bubble, I have not been hooking up much... or at all. The sexual frustration was getting to me. I am a late 20s guy, pretty sexually adventurous, but also really shy and often afraid to make the first move. I am 5'11, 180 lbs, 6in uc dick, and handsome, or so I am told. My online profiles are pretty tame. I usually use two different accounts and this early morning I was logged into my slut account. Barely any information, just a picture of me in my underwear showing off a thick ass, and the title, "Looking now" with a downwards arrow. I tend to get a bit of chatter from guys but rarely do I get and solid action and I often chicken out before anything can happen. I am a bit goofy but have a dark side, especially when I party. I have lots of desires and fetishes, but rarely do I act on any of them for fear of being hurt or in catching something. Also, I am always worried that my sexual adventures could follow me publicly. Today I wasn't really sure what I was looking for, I just knew my thresholds and inhibitions seem to feel much lower than usual. Shortly into my Grindr refresh and toke journey I got a message from a blank profile about 5 miles away, asking me what's up, followed by a dick pic, and, "looking to play? hosting here." The dick was wet and hard, uncut, and looked like it was attached to a fairly average body and a huge set of balls. My stoner mind, hard dick, and hangover combined, making my mouth water and my ass feel tight just at the sight of the dick. I took a hit of poppers and started crafting my reply. Me: "Hey, hot dick. Horny here. Hungover, not sure what I am looking for. Had a pretty late night" Him: "Nice. Your ass looks nice, you like to get fucked? Hosting and alone here. You should come over." I dont know what compelled me to write what I wrote next, but I did. Me: "You ever like it anon?" I often watch a lot of amateur anonymous bareback porn, with the scenes where a younger guy is blindfolded and used by a few men always making me cum. Him: "Fuck yeh. You want it anon? We can do it anon. I have my own place and I can blindfold you. We never have to even see each other's faces." My dick started to throb. I closed Grindr for a minute, feeling overwhelmed and thinking this conversation was going to get me into trouble. I switched back to some porn, took another hit of weed and a hit of poppers. As soon as the poppers and weed starting hitting I switched back to Grindr and saw a few more messages from the same guy. "Come on over, I can fuck you, you can leave. It will be fun. Trust me"... "Hey? You interested?"... "Fuck dude, where did you go? So horny here"... "you like to party?"... "fine, you are just another cock tease. fuck it." I had only ghosted for a few minutes but clearly he was frustrated. I zeroed in on the party comment and decided to say fuck it, I am going for it. Me: "Yeh. I like to party. Ill come over. But I want it anon, you do what you want to me. I def like to party, Stoned here but open to all kinds. Do what you want." He replied with his address and asked, "how long?" I ordered an Uber. Me: "10 minutes away, should arrive in 20. What are my instructions?" ----- In the 10 minutes before the uber arrived I did a quick clean out. My head was a bit light, but I could feel the stone starting to wear off so I took a shot of tequila. It was pretty early in the morning, but I knew I was going to lose my nerve. When the Uber arrived, I locked the door to my place, left a note for my roomie, and headed out. In the car I read his instructions over and over again. Him: "When you arrive, come in the side door off of the garage and strip down completely. I will have a bandana and a jock strap for you to put on. Leave your clothes in the garage. Once you are ready, I will come and get you and lead you into the house. Then, you follow instructions. Is that clear?" I had responded and said yes, but between the time I confirmed and getting into the uber, my nerve was starting to dissolve. The shot of tequila hadnt done much, the weed was wearing off, and I couldnt sniff poppers in the back of the uber. Suddenly, I felt afraid. I sent him a message. I was having second thoughts. "Im on my way over. Im getting nervous. You do this often?" No response. The uber kept driving along. Thankfully the journey was a bit slower than I anticipated. I wrote some more. "You got condoms?" No response. His profile indicated he was online, but he was either ignoring me or he was preoccupied. "Man, I am really having second thoughts. How do I know you wont hurt me?" Still no response. I sat silently in the uber and refreshed my grindr page. His profile was getting closer and closer. As we neared his place, more hot profiles starting showing. I thought, at least I could ditch him and head somewhere else if needed. I was wrestling with myself and my head, feeling my cock strain against my tight undies in my blue jeans while my rational and logical brain were telling me to go home, find another way to scratch this itch. I was lost in my thought when I felt the driver slow the car down and stop. We pulled over on the side of the street and in the lot next to where we were was a nice average looking home in a decent neighbourhood. The lights were seemingly off and there was no car in the driveway. The driver asked, "are you getting out?" I mumbled something, looked out the window and just as I did, rain started pouring down. "Man, I got other rides I gotta get. You want to get out here or do you need to go somewhere else?" Was I ready for this? I wasn't so sure. I was incredibly horny, but I wasn't sure the guy was even there. He hadn't responded to any of the messages and suddenly my phone vibrated. It was a message from him. It read: Him: "get out of the car and come inside like instructed". I looked at the uber driver, said thanks, and walked out into the rain. I was instantly soaked. The entire time I kept one hand in my pocket, holding onto my poppers. The other hand held my phone, which was thankfully waterproof. The walk from the curb to the door on the garage was only a few moments, but my clothes were completely soaked through and the wet denim was rubbing against my cock as I walked. I stood outside the door for a few moments, looked at our grindr conversation, and said to myself, fuck it, you are here now might as well go through with it. I was overcome with anticipation and I couldn't turn back now. I opened the door and entered the dark garage. It was quiet except for the sound of the rain. My eyes took a few moments to adjust, but over to the left hand side next to a door going into the house I saw a stool with a bottle of water, some fabric, and a note. The note read, "Take off your clothes. Put on the blindfold and the jock strap and sit on the stool." I did as I was instructed. My pants were soaked so I wasnt sure where to put the phone or my blindfold, so I held the phone in my hand and tucked the poppers into the waist band of the jock strap. The jock was tight, pulling my skin and holding my cock and walls up tight against my body. My skin was cold and wet from the rain and my nerves were feeling pretty intense. I started to shiver. I heard the sound of a door, possibly the one next to me. I heard some breathing. My senses were overwhelmed without being able to see. The rain sounded like it was pounding furiously against the roof. I was about to ask if everything was alright when I felt a hand grap my wrist and pull me up abruptly. Then he spoke. "Give me your phone and your poppers. Ill give them back once we are inside". I wanted to speak or object, but my body gave in. His deep voice and commanding tone gave me no room to say otherwise. He started to lead me through the door. He didnt talk and he guided me roughly, but I felt I didnt have much choice. We went down a set of carpeted stairs shortly after going through the door. It smelled like we were in a basement, not bad, but distinct. I made a few surprised sounds as he guided me around, but we didnt talk. We stopped. I felt him come around in front of me. He seemed taller, bigger, and much more of a man than me. I couldn't see him, but in my eye I kept picturing his dick and the grindr messages. It was much warmer down here than the garage, but I was still shaking. He grabbed both my wrists and held them up in front of me. He started wrapping something around my wrists. I was scared and I wasn't sure what was happening. Was he tying me up? I opened my mouth to say something and just as I did he leaned in close and I could feel his breath on my face. He spoke, "Repeat after me. 'This is going to be fun.'" I was startled, and wasn't sure what I should do. He was tying my wrists very tightly. He said it again. "I said, repeat after me. 'This is going to be fun'." I started to whisper his words back to him. He laughed with a short gruff chuckle. "Fuck yeh." He stepped away. I wasnt sure where he was, I couldnt really tell where in a room I was. I was just standing there in my jock and now my hands were tied in front of me. I was able to move my elbows and extend a bit, but I wasn't sure what was going to come next. Suddenly I felt a rough push, shoving me forward. I couldnt catch myself and I fell forward quickly. I didnt fall far or hard, but I landed on something soft and about the size of my torso with my knees hitting the carpeted floor and my head and part of my chest falling a bit over the edge of something. It felt like he threw me over an ottoman. He spoke, "Hold these, use them as you'd like". He put a bottle in my hand, it felt like my poppers. My nerves were really getting the best of me. I wanted to ask what was happening. I felt him grab my ankles and start pulling them apart. I was prone, half tied up, and ass up over an ottoman. This was already more than I bargained for. Me: "Hey, I think this is getting out of hand and I..." I wasnt able to say anything else. He leaned forward and shoved his fingers in my mouth. Him: "Shhh. You are going to love this." Somehow with his free hand I could feel him wrapping something around my ankles while his other fingers were down my throat. He switched hands and continued probing my mouth with his other hand. The hand that was just in my mouth went to my ass. It felt like he was trying to explore my throat with this hand from the inside out. I started to gag and convulse a little bit, but he kept at it. His mouth tasted funny and at times it felt like there was something in his hand as if he was trying to force me to swallow something. As he did this started poking at my hole. I could feel the left over saliva on his fingers from when he first entered my mouth. He applied a little bit of pressure and slipped inside in with his finger going straight in. I groaned. It felt good but I also was starting to feel terrified. I also couldnt speak. He fingered my mouth and my whole for a few minutes longer while I groaned before pulling out suddenly. I started to speak. Me: "Hey, this is hot, but did you get my messages? You got condoms?" He laughed again in that short gruff sort of way, but didn't respond. I considered my options. I was now tied up at the feet, attached to something, not sure what, but my legs were pulled somewhat apart and my I was splayed out over this ottoman, my hands being tied too. I could operate the bottle of poppers, but otherwise, my wrists were joined and I wasn't overly mobile. "Look. You can fuck me, but.. I ..l ... " My brain started feeling really warm. I could feel myself grinding the ottoman slightly, my dick rubbing against the fabric of the jock and the furniture. It was feeling somewhat hard to speak. "...I... i... I really want to play safe." He chuckled again and spoke, "I can do whatever I want." I started to reply again but as I did, he interrupted. "There is something to drink in front of you. Ill be back". With that, I heard him walk away. ----- I couldnt see anything, all I could do was feel my other senses. When I first got in the room I couldn't hear anything, now, seemingly alone, I could hear the rain, occasional noises from the house, and I could hear porn playing softly. I was completely over my head here, but I was also getting more and more horny. The night before my friends and I had taken some MDMA, and I have partied a fair bit, so I could tell that I was now on something. My growing horniness was alongside my lack of ability to focus on anything but my dick. I could still operate the bottle of poppers and also reach the water bottle in front of me. I took some swigs of water and took a few hit of poppers and my mind exploded. The water tasted funny and everything was becoming more difficult while my ass and dick were radiating heat. I had nothing else I could do but sniff the poppers, drink the water, and grind. I heard the door open and I groaned. I must have been a beautiful site, ass up, tied up, and grinding into the ottoman. The faint sounds of porn that I could hear earlier suddenly got a lot louder and music was turned on. It was a deep thumbing electronic beat, with the sounds of someone getting fucked on top of it. I couldn't hear anything else. I felt a hand on my ass. Then, the hand glided around my body. He was coming around to face me in the front. His hand felt like electric fire tracing a line from my ass to my head. I could barely think about anything other than cock. I was clearly very high, on some sort of MDMA mix. My ass was tingling really intensely and I couldn't measure the passing of time. As the hand reached my hand I felt a dick poke at my face. I opened my mouth and let it in. It was a nice dick, likely around 7inches. It was leaking precum already and I couldnt get enough. I groaned heavily while I started sucking. The hand became a set of hands and both wrapped around the back of my head and he started pumping in and out of my mouth with the beat of the music and said, "Fuck yeah, take that dick". I was feeling really out of it, but I could tell instantly that this was a different voice. It was slightly higher, less rough, and sounded like it belonged to someone younger. I kept sucking. As I did I felt something on my ass. A cold drizzle of liquid was poured on my ass as this new person drilled in and out of my mouth. What the fuck was happening? How am I now high on god knows what in the basement of a strangers house with lube being poured down my ass crack while another strangers dick was in my mouth? I felt a hand on my ass, pulling and poking the lube into my hole with a finger. There was very little resistance. The drugs and poppers made me very loose. Behind my blindfold the darkness was replaced with a cascading and ever changing series of images influenced by the sounds of the porn, what i was experienced, and the music. I felt helpless and ravenous. The dick pulled out of my mouth. I heard the original voice, coming from behind me, "Ive got him ready to go. You have first go". The person in front of me moved away from me and behind. I started to feel nervous again and began to speak, but it was hard to get my words together. "I... i... use... safe." I heard both of them chuckle. I went to open my mouth again but didnt get any words out before I felt a dick enter my mouth. As it did, I heard the original man. Him: "We are safe. You are safe. Shh. Dont worry. Enjoy the experience." He started pumping in and out of my mouth and I felt the other guy spread my ass cheeks apart as he placed the head of his dick at my hole. I started to mumble while the dick was in my mouth something that might have sounded like "condom" but it was barely audible. He pushed in and entered me fully. I was now high as a kit, impaled by two cocks from two strangers, tied up in a basement. Both men were pumping me with the sound of the music, or at least it felt that way. I was in part feeling like I was in heaven, and in another way, I was feeling like I was on a one-way ride to hell. These men could do whatever they wanted to me, I couldnt do anything about it. I didnt want to do anything about it. I couldn't tell for sure, but given the sounds of the porn in the room, the use of drugs, and the commands I was being given, I was pretty sure there were no condoms being used here this morning. I didnt have the energy to ask or protest. Both men were fairly silent except for the occasional groan. I felt like we had only been fucking for a few minutes, but time didn't quite make sense. I could feel their rhythm, but the loud music and the inability to move with the blindfold only allowed me to really focus on the sensations of their dicks. The cock in my mouth would push in to my throat, then pull out so just the head was inside. I could taste pearls of precum on the tip of the uncut dick and I eagerly lapped it up. The dick in my ass would go all the way in and pause and pull out slowly, then pick up the pace. I was being ridden by two men at the same time in a drugged out fantasy of my making. I really started to lose touch with reality and my brain felt like it was going to spin. The man in front of me, who I assumed was the man I originally talked with, was also feeding me a steady supply of poppers. The man behind me was at a steady pace, but his noises started to increase. The porn that was playing was getting more intense. I could hear a bottom groaning and whimpering at what sounded like a room of men. The sounds of the men inside me and the sounds of the men I could hear from the porn started to become indistinguishable. In my mind, behind the blindfold, I started to picture myself as the bottom in whatever porn they were playing. I was a fucktoy and nothing else. The guy inside my ass groaned, and I felt him put all his wait in me as he put his head behind mine and let out a growl. The man in my mouth shoved his cock deep then pulled out slightly at the same time. Suddenly, spurt after spurt of cum hit my tongue while both men growled. I felt the guy in my ass shudder and push deeper and pull out slightly and hold his dick as it spasmed in my hole. I was being filled up from both ends. I felt my mouth around the dick and I was sucking on it tightly, feeling like I should never let it go. My ass was clenched tightly around the other mans cock. I wanted it all. Both mean eased out of both holes, despite the vice grip my mouth and ass had on them. They both backed away from me and then I couldnt tell what was happening. All I could hear was the porn and the music. All I could feel was empty, with dribbles of cum rolling down my chin and my ass feeling very wet. I felt a hand on my back and suddenly a voice by my ear and then, he spoke. It was the original guy. "Hear, take these. We need a break. We will back shortly. Enjoy yourself till then." He shoved his hand in my mouth, pulled my head back and made me swallow. I wasnt sure what it was. Another set of hands was behind me and I felt something push at my hole. It didnt feel like a dick, it must have been a but plug. My ass tingled and burned slightly, but it felt great to be full at least. After I finished swallowing I felt something being fastened around my head and then felt something rubber being placed in my mouth. A ball gag. Then, I was alone. The music was turned off as well. I could still hear the porn and between the sounds of someone getting railed on whatever video they were watching, I heard sounds of footsteps walking away followed by the sound of a door. I was alone. I heard a door open again, some distance away and the second guy, the one who surprised me yelled, "We might need a break fag, but there are others who are ready to go. We gave our address out to a few guys online with pics of your sweet hole. Get ready to be used." ----- More to come. Sorry if this was too long. Was trying to include details. I love stories like this so thought I would try writing one myself.

Back when I was in college a complete stranger on the street offered me money for sex. Which was quite bizarre, as I was walking down a busy city avenue (at a major intersection, as I recall), not in any kind of shady neighborhood. I was on my way home from the university at the time, and had no idea what to do about it, so I just kept walking. Now, in cruisy areas, it's quite normal to be hit on in public, and that kind of approach I've both received and given many times. Not so much these days; the scene is dead.

Getting bred blindfolded is fucking hot. Love not seeing who is breeding me.

13, walked up on two guys on a secluded trail in a park, one sucking the other off; left with both holes filled with cum, never looked back, just kept going back.

Saw a girl do the chain trick at a party, made me want to do it as well. Here's what I used. Loved how it felt, inserted 24 links, Home Depot for the win!

I'm into men and I find it a turn-off to find in a sauna someone who resembles a woman.

Max Holdens Gang Bang is called Fucking Crazy it was filmed documentary style at a popular bareback event called "Cute Boy Bareback Gang Bang party" that was held regularly in San Francisco. Max Holden is the sole bottom and is interviewed by director Eric Lange about what motivated him to want to be the only bottom at the party, what he likes to do sexually and more. I found the video posted here [think before following links] https://member.thegay.com/videos/144203/fucking-crazy/ its also on [think before following links] https://www.gayhotmovies.com/1939138/fucking-crazy-porn-video.html

100% want to clean the guys cock afterwards, you'd be surprised the amount of guys who decline it though! I can also tell the ones on viagra too lol I dunno, there's something incredibly intimate about tasting my own ass with my tops cum (especially if it ends with deep kissing for him to taste us both too). But I've only ever really managed to do it with one regular fuck buddy of mine consistently.

Love a furry hole - the sensation of the hairs against my shaft. He looks really hot.

A well lubed hole can take just about any size cock

The OP was an incredibly erotic story and brought back some great memories. Rolling and sex on a dance floor was … wow!

I'd love to get that hard and take it in my slut holes

I've never been uninhibited enough to go to a dance club (much less be fucked in one). However, with the right combination of enhancements and company (of course!) ...

As a fistee it took me a long time to learn to open my arse and take a fist - it's definitely not something you're gonna feel comfortable with after only taking a fist twice. For me though part of the pleasure was feeling the discomfort your hole goes through while it's gradually stretching and relaxing to take a fist, and then how it feels when he's well and truly in you and continually working and stretching you even more so he can go deep and beyond your second hole. It's not a quick journey but it's well worth the ride with the pleasure you ultimately get.

You’re well hot buddy. If a younger guy/boy shows interest in you then go for it. You got no reason to by hesitant. Take the lead and bury your cock up his ass or in his mouth. Remember young men who like us older daddies tend to go for our experience in bed and leadership. They want to be taken in hand and shown a good time so next time a young lad hits you up - act like his daddy and give him a good fucking.

An old friend phoned earlier today and told me his cock needed servicing. A two hour drive and I was at his. He pulled down my shorts bent me over an armchair and fucked me, and fucked me, and fucked me, and fucked me....he gave me three loads before he'd finished. A gorgeous three hours! And I feel I've been of use to a needy top! Oh, and I'm full of cum....

Plantin Seed 2 was pretty filthy. my ex and I played out several scenes on our own and with other pigs. now I’m hard

- After reading so many fucking hoT stories here, I decided I’d give it a try and see what you studs think. It starts off a little slow, as far as parTying goes, but trust me, I’ll get there as fast as a can. Enjoy! Part 1 – Who He Always Was During his first sexual encounter at the age of 18, Blake knew what he liked. Like a moth to the flame, Blake was drawn to aggressive, dominant fucking. His first fuck hinted at what lurked beneath. And while he didn’t completely let loose that first time around, he knew what he liked and he would make sure every fuck after that was tinged in that darkness he craved. Shortly after graduating high school he finally gathered the courage to explore the feelings he had pushed down for so long. He knew he was gay, and he knew from all the porn he had watched for years that he needed an ass to fuck. Growing up in a relatively small town didn’t allow for the sexual escapades his dick yearned for. Jacking his dick, night after night, he wished it was a tight hole that he could just use and abuse. As that summer got into full swing, Blake’s balls needed a release that his hands just couldn’t provide any more. While he had already been accepted into one of his top universities, he decided to visit Austin, TX that summer to give the campus a look, but more importantly, to find a willing hole to fuck. Even then, at 18, he knew his 8.5-inch uncut dick was something special. And the fact that it was attached to a 6’1”, athletic frame with a light dusting of black hair on his chest that gave way to an ever so slight treasure trail, only added to his appeal. But even being given the gift of physicality, his eyes were what drew every girl (and guy too) in his home town crazy. His dark eyes and hair greatly complimented his fair skin. His entire presence was something powerful, and combined with his smile and gaze, he could disarm most anyone; a talent that would come in handy as he grew into sexuality. As he drove to Austin, he began thinking about the porn he had watched that seemed to move to the forefront of his mind. His favorites where the amateur/home-made clips. Something about the unproduced, unrehearsed fuck sessions he saw drove him crazy, especially when the top was aggressive. As it turned out, the most aggressive and dominant tops who he admired most, the ones who spit on sluts they fucked, were the ones who fucked raw. His favorite clip was in some unknown apartment, with modest furnishings. A sling in the middle of the room had a Hispanic bottom restrained in the sling, blindfolded. The stud fucking him did so without mercy. The sounds of chains clanking, and the bottom moaning in pleasure were only drowned out by the top-stud saying, “Take my fucking dick, faggot!” Each thrust made the bottom moan, and the camera panned down to the raw dick sliding in and out of the bottom, and finally you hear the top yell, “Take my fucking cum, slut.” And he grabs the bottom’s shoulders and gets his dick as deep as he can while he loads up the bound bottom. “Fucking perfect,” were the only words that escaped Blake’s lips the first time he saw that clip as he shot volley after volley of cum all over his chest and chin. With his rock hard cock aching to shoot, he began to wonder what would be the easiest and fastest way to get an ass wrapped around his cock. He had done his fair share of flirting and sexting, both online and on Grindr, so he was no stranger to getting the ball rolling. He pulled into a parking lot attached to a fast-food chain with free wi-fi and logged on. Within about 5 minutes he had numerous bottoms looking for his attention. Many couldn’t host, so that limited his choices, but one host stuck out: Jason. 5’11”, brown hair, green eyes, slim build, 20 years old with a place all his own. He arrived 15 minutes later after confirming the details and was happy with his choice. Jason answered the door in just a pair of gym shorts that rode low enough to see that he was wearing a black jockstrap. His body looked tight, and Blake’s 18-year-old cock sprang to life. After the initial awkwardness of his first fuck, Blake found his calling as a true top stud. Over the course of the night, Blake filled Jason’s hole with 6 loads. But somewhere in the heat of the fucking, Blake found one hand on Jason’s throat, squeezing ever so slightly, waiting for protest, but none came. He took that as a green light and squeezed harder, and as he squeezed, Jason’s ass clenched around his raw dick. And just like that, he knew he was in control. He knew, from then on, he had the power to fuck and fill useless sluts however he wanted. He didn’t quite know what that all meant, but has he held Jason down and spit directly onto his face, he smirked. He slowly withdrew is cum-covered cock until just the head remained, and at that last moment he shoved it back in has hard as he could. Taking pleasure in the moans Jason was making, he regretted that it had taken so long to finally get his dick inside someone. *** Blake came back to reality. He often thought of his first fuck. It was the culmination of years of pent-up sexual energy let loose. And oh how he had grown over the last 5 years, he thought. Not only had he graduated from university and secured a job at a top public relations firm in Dallas, but also discovered the joys of tina-fueled fuck sessions. His parents passed away in a car accident shortly after his sophomore year in college and left him quite a bit of money. It was during his time of mourning that he discovered meth and hadn’t looked back since. He was smart enough to not let the drug control his life, because 1) Blake was always the one in charge and 2) He learned that the high was intensified when he was able to brake unsuspecting boys and men by not only getting them to smoke and slam, (Blake LOVED slamming virgin veins and getting it on cam) but to also take his raw cock for hours on end. Blake cleaned up his downtown apartment, got everything in order and in place: restraints on the bed posts, blindfold in the night stand, tina, pipe and points ready to go, cameras set up and various toys and lube on hand when needed. He jumped in the shower and said to himself, “What hole is going to get ruined tonight?”, as he stroked his growing cock. Some poor fucker had no idea what was in store for him.

I just learned I'm hiv plus. Tbh I'm still processing it and reviewing pros and cons but I've to tell ya...the thrill of knowing that I can let my piggy slutty power bottom self go for the rest of my life is pretty incredible.

Part 3 I had hot dreams about Matty that night. Nasty dreams. I dreamed he took on all his teammates in the locker room. Jock after jock filling his pussy with so much cum it ran down his legs like a river. I dreamed he was in San Diego when the fleet came in, and I pimped him out to horny sailors who roughly fucked him in a sleazy motel. I dreamed he was worshipping his daddy's hard cock, licking it up and down, slathering it with his spit. And when I opened my eyes, I smiled because it wasn't a dream. There was my beautiful boy, between my legs, licking up and down my hard morning wood. I touseled his hair and he looked at me with those big eyes and smiled. Without a word, he reached behind him, and with a small grunt pulled the plug out of his ass. Then he straddled my hips, and slid down on my cock, letting out a little sigh as his asslips ground against my pubes. I grabbed my camera, and snapped a few pics of my boy sitting on my cock. Then I started taking a video. "Tell me what you are son." I whispered. "Tell Daddy what you want." Matty looked right into the camera and smiled as he road his perfectly muscled ass up and down my pole. He licked his red lips, and ran his hands over his chest, pinching his pert little pink nipples as he whispered seductively. "I'm a slut. I'm a cumdump. I need cock in me. Any cock. I need to be used like a whore. I need to be filled with cum. I need men to breed me, use me, fill me with their seed." Matty continued to talk dirty for me as he pinched his nipples harder, obviously turned on by my filming him. He worked my cock with his talented hole as a glistening line of precum leaked out of his own hard cock. And before I knew it, I was pumping a fresh load of sperm up into my baby boys warm hole. He just groaned as he felt my cock flexing in his guts. He started to reach for his cock, but I slapped his hands away. "Never touch your cock without daddy's permission." I repremanded him. "No more masturbating. You will only cum from now on when daddy says you can." "Yes Sir." He moaned in response. Then I pulled him onto my hairy chest. I held him tight against me as I started kissing him. Our tongues rubbed against each other as I began to piss, filling his guts with my morning stream. He moaned deeply as he felt my hot piss deep inside him and feverishly sucked on my tongue. I rolled him over as I grabbed the butt plug, and plugged his leaking hole after I slipped my cock out. I grabbed his hard cock and pulled the foreskin back, exposing his bright pink head. It shone with precum, which I quickly licked off. Then I put my lips around it, and sank down to the base, deep throating my son in one stroke. Matty moaned as my own talented throat worked on his stiff member. I slid up and down his cock and had him squirting in my mouth in no time. He filled it up with a big load, like a young stud should. When I had milked the last bit out, I kissed him again, and we shared his tasty cum. When we finished, I slapped him on the ass and said, "you better go empty yourself. And try not to get that hot ass fucked before you get back." He just laughed as he put on his shorts and sandles and ran out the door. I grabbed my phone and sent the video I had just made to my buddy Brian with the message, "we got a new toy!" It didn't take long for him to respond with, "WTF? No way! Unfucking believable! You lucky son of a bitch!" "Oh we both are lucky my friend," I texted back, "can't wait to share my slut with you!" He sent back a bunch of smiley faces. It was difficult for me to cook breakfast as I watched Matty through the window. He had just returned from a morning run and was doing his morning workout with free weights. Watching his young muscles flex got my cock flexing again. I couldn't believe I was horny again this quick, but my son was magical. As he did squats and lunges, the fabric of his shorts molded to his round ass muscles, perfectly displaying his rock hard globes. I had for forbidden him to wear a jock or underwear. I wondered how it felt for him with the plug up his ass while he worked out. The outline of his semi hard cock through the thin fabric told me the slut enjoyed it. We sat at the table outside as we ate our breakfast, enjoying the fresh mountain morning. Then I had to know how Matty had hooked up with the guy last night. "It's actually pretty easy dad." He said. "I can tell when a guy wants me. There's a certain look they get in their eyes. It's like a predator laying eyes on his prey. Then I give a little show. Flex a bit, stick my ass out a bit, run my hands down my abs. If they're still looking, bingo! Then all I have to do it approach them. It's easier than you think." It figures that my cockhound of a son would have a built in cock sonar, what a whore. "And you know what?" He continued leaning forward, looking me dead in the eyes, "he wasn't the only guy to fuck me since we got here. The day before yesterday, remember when we were fishing, and there was that guy near us, kinda heavy set? I knew he was checking me out. After you left, I stayed behind, then I walked over to him and said, "I know you want to fuck me, follow me." And I headed into the bushes. I knew he'd follow. Men can't resist an easy fuck as hot as me. Then I dropped my shorts and bent over a log and waited. It didn't take long before he was behind me. He just stuck it in and pounded me fast and shot quickly. Then I just pulled up my shorts, said thanks, and walked away." My cock ached as Matty told me this. His pure sluttyness made me want to bend him over the table and fuck him right now. But then I noticed him looking past me. "See that guy walking over there? He's the guy who fucked me last night." I turned and saw a nice looking man, tall, thin, probably about 35, walking down a gravel path. I jumped up and went over too him. "How's it going buddy?" I asked, casually putting my arm around his shoulder. He mumbled a response back, not sure why this stranger was touching him. "So, uh, how'd you like fucking my son last night?" " Whoa, hey man..." He started, trying to pull away. I just gripped his shoulders harder. "No, no, no. It's ok dude. My sons a hot piece of ass. I fucked him right after you did." The guy looked at me with a shocked face, and I continued. "He wants more of your cock, and I want to watch you breed that little slut." The guy looked a bit more relaxed as he said, "right now? I mean, my wife and kids...." " No, no. Later. Think you can get away around 3? The boy really loved your cock." "Yeah man, I think I can manage that. I'll find some excuse to slip away." "Right on." I said, patting his shoulders, "see you around 3." I walked back to our table with a big grin on my face. "Well son, daddy set up his first fuck for you. He'll be over around three. Now, I want you to find the other guy, and get him over here too." "Yes Sir." He replied with a big grin. "I'm so glad you found out my secret dad." "Me too slut." I said, giving him a little kiss. After breakfast, Matty took off and came back half an hour later, smiling. "It's a go daddy. He'll be here too." I smiled and patted my boys ass. "That's a good whore. Daddy can't wait." And I could hardly wait. The anticipation of watching my son take cock for the first time had me semi erect all afternoon. Finally, about ten to three, there was a knock on the door. It was the guy from the beach. A middle aged balding man with a moustache. Not much too look at, but looks didn't matter as long as he fucked my son. Matty dropped his shorts and layed face down on the bed, his legs hanging over the end as I sat at the top of the bed, watching. I could tell the man was nervous as he dropped his own shorts, revealing an average dick. Without a word he stuck it in my boy and just started fucking. Matty moaned and groaned to encourage the man, and in just a couple of minutes, he was huffing and puffing as he came in my sons ass. Then he simply pulled his shorts up, mumbled a thanks, and left. I stuck a couple of fingers in Matty's hole, feeling the warm slickness of his just fucked chute. Then I put them in his mouth and he sucked the juices right off of them. It was about 20 minutes later when there was another knock on the camper door. I opened the door as Matty lounged seductively on the bed, and let the tall thin man in. He grinned as he looked at the slut waiting for him. "I've got some time." He said as he slowly stripped. "Told the wife I was going on a hike. She took the kids swimming. I've been thinking about that ass since last night." He pulled down his boxer briefs to reveal an almost hard dick. I could tell it was big, bigger than mine. Tall thin guys always have the biggest cocks. As his stiffened, I could tell it was at least nine inches, and really thick. Matty just licked his lips like a hungry whore as he eyed the piece of meet in front of him. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a little brown bottle. The man walked up to the bed and grabbed Matty's ankles, pulling him down, then flipping him over, getting him into doggy position. My son looked so hot like that, the smooth whiteness of his round glutes contrasted nicely with his narrow, tanned waist. The man touched Matty's hole and felt the wetness. "You got a load up there already?" He asked. "Yes Sir." Replied Matty, looking back at him over his shoulder. "Is it yours?" He asked, looking at me. I just shook my head no. "Oh that's fucking hot dude. Nasty little slut." The man placed his cockhead at the entrance to Matty's pussy. I grabbed my phone, and the man looked concerned. "Don't worry," I assured him. "No faces." He relaxed as Matty took several long hits of poppers. Then the man grabbed his slender hips and pushed his fat cock into my son in one slow, steady push until he was in balls deep. "Ah fuck!" Matty cried out. "It's so fucking big!" He took a few more poppers hits as the man pulled his cock completely out. Then, he slammed it all the way back in as Matty let out a long, loud groan. "Oh yea you slut! Your pussy's so fucking wet. Take that cock. It's a big fucking cock and you love it! I'm gonna fuck you like I couldn't do last night! Take it you fucking bitch!" The man pounded his big cock into my son over and over and over, pulling it almost all the way out, then slamming it balls deep. Matty whimpered and moaned as his ass got pummeled and he begged for more. "Oh yea, fuck me man! Give it to me! Oh fuck it feels so good! Come on man, rape me!" "That's right whore! Fucking take it you fucking nasty slut!" The man continued his verbal assault on my boy as he fucked him mercilessly. And Matty just begged for more. Finally the man grabbed Matty's hair and pulled his head back as buried his bone and shook. "Oh yea! Take my cum you fucking cumdump! You worthless stupid cunt! Take my fucking seed bitch!" The man collapsed on Matty's back as he caught his breath from his brutal fuck. Then he pulled out and rolled over onto his back. Matty dove on his cock as he knew he should, and cleaned off the cum and ass juices. The man reached for his shorts and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. "Do you mind?" He asked, looking at me. "No, go ahead, you earned it. That was so fucking hot." "I tell ya, that boy has got one sweet fucking hole. Goddamn. I haven't fucked like that in a long time. After three kids, my wife's pussy just isn't that tight, and she won't let me touch her ass." He took a drag on his cig as he looked at me. "So is he really your son?" "Swear to God. Unless my wife lied." I laughed. "So fucking hot. He looks a bit like my son. I've been dreaming about him. He's 16. I can't wait till he's 18. I hope I can get in his sweet little ass then. You want to pretend you're my son?" He asked, looking at Matty. "Sure." My boy replied. "Why don't you fuck him." Said the man looking at me. "I need to recover. Then I'll fuck him again. Would you like that Tyler?" He asked, looking at my son. "Would you like this nice man to put his dick in your pretty little pink hole? Do you want to be a little whore for daddy?" "Oh yes daddy." Replied Matty, playing along. "I want this man's dick in me. I want him to fuck me daddy." "That's a good boy Tyler. Daddy likes to hear that. Daddy wants to have a nice little slutty son of his own. Now breathe these in for me." He placed the bottle under Matty's nose and made him take 4 long hits under each nostril. I could tell by his breathing that Matty was flying high. "That a good boy Tyler. Daddy likes his little popper slut. Now let the nice man into your little boy hole." I slid my aching cock into Matty's sloppy, wet hole. I was so turned on by this roleplay, and knowing my boy had two fresh loads in him. I started fucking him slowly, not wanting to cum too fast. "Oh yea," said the man as he huffed the poppers himself. "That's it Tyler. That's a good boy. Take that cock son. Make daddy happy. Show daddy your a little whore." Matty just moaned as I pumped my cock in and out of him. "Your such a good whore Tyler. Daddy likes that. Daddy wants to make you the pussy his mommy isn't anymore." The man pulled Matty by his hair onto his soft cock. "Suck me Tyler. Suck daddy's cock. Get daddy hard boy. Daddy's gonna fuck you after that nice man gives you his cum. Would you like that boy? You want daddy's big cock back in your sweet little boy hole?" "Oh yes." Matty moaned with the cock in his mouth. "I want your big daddy cock in my nasty little boy cunt." This hot roleplay had me so worked up, I couldn't hold my orgasm back anymore. I grabbed my sons hips and went as deep as I could, adding another load into his willing guts. "Do you like that Tyler? Do you like that man dumping his come into you? Do you like being a cumdump for daddy?" The man asked. "Oh yes," moaned my son. "Please give me more daddy." I pulled out as my son rolled on his back, spreading his legs. Cum oozed out of his slightly gaping pink hairless hole. I snapped a few pics before the man moved between his legs. He hit the bottle a few more times before putting it under my sons nose again. "That's it Tyler. Hit it for daddy. Daddy likes a little poppered up slut." Then he slid his big cock back into my boy. Matty groaned deeply as he smiled, loving having that big pole back in him. The man leaned down into his ear. "That's it son. That's my boy. Take daddy's cock. Daddy likes his boys cum filled pussy. It feels so good Tyler. Daddy's so happy to be fucking his little boy." Then he started kissing my son. Matty wrapped his arms and legs around the man, holding tightly to him while they passionately kissed. They made out and fucked for probably 15 minutes before the man started filling my son with another load of hot cum. Then they broke apart from the kiss, and the man started stroking Matty's rock hard cock. "Cum for me Tyler. Daddy wants to see his little boy shoot." Matty was so aroused, it only took a couple of strokes before he shot another big load of teenage cum all over his face and chest. The man bent down and licked him clean. We sat around for a bit, basking in the after glow of sex, the man smoking another cigarette. "That was amazing." He said. "Thank you so much for that. You have no idea." "Oh I think we do." I said, tenderly kissing my son. "I'm glad my little slut pleased you." "Oh, he did. He's awesome. Can I come back tonight?" "Of course!" Answered Matty. "You can fuck me anytime!" We laughed at my greedy slut boy as the man got dressed and left. And he did return during the night for another hot roleplay fuck, ending with Matty having 3 more loads of cum being dumped into him. Before he left, we got his phone number, as he lived about an hour away from us. The next morning, as we were breaking down camp, the man came walking down the road with his son. He gave us a wave as they walked past. His son did look like a younger, skinnier version of Matty. And two years later, we were with the man again as we took turns fucking Tyler. Even Matty who never tops fucked that sweet young man. But that's another story.

Part 2 I left my cock in Matty until it went soft, as my brain processed what had just transpired. My son, my pride and joy, was truly a cum hungry slut. And I loved it. I finally pulled out, and Matty immediately rolled over and started cleaning off my slimy dick without being told to. As he sucked the cum and ass juice off my cock, paying extra attention to the foreskin, he looked up at me with those beautiful blue eyes and said, "a cumdump always cleans up after." "Someone's taught you well, boy" I replied. "Yes, Sir," he answered as he licked my balls clean. Grabbing a handful of his curly hair, I forced him back on to my cock, holding his face tight against my pubes, watching my precious boy as his tongue and mouth did their work on my crotch. I started getting hard again. I pushed him off me, onto his back, and he responded by grabbing his ankles, spreading his legs apart, displaying his hungry, pink hole, glistening in the soft light. I looked down at him, noticing that his crotch was shaved, with just a hint of pubes left. "Do you shave your ass too, boy?" "Yes Sir. Most men prefer it that way," he replied, flashing his big, white smile. I marveled at his beauty. An hour ago, he was just my straight, hot jock son. Now here he was a submissive, cock hungry slut, spreading his legs open for more of his Dad's cock in him. I didn't make him wait as I lined up my cock head to his waiting hole. "Look at me boy," I demanded. "Look me in the eyes and tell me what you want son." Without hesitation or shame he answered "I want your cock in my ass, Dad. I want you to fuck me, use me, cum in me. I'm just a cumdump. I need your cum filling me. I need other men to use me as a cumdump. I am a slut, Dad. Use me however you want. Tie me up, abuse me, let other men abuse me, whatever you want. The rougher the better. I'll be your little fuck slave, Daddy." With that I slammed my cock balls-deep into my son. His eyes rolled back into his head as he moaned "Oh, fuck yeah. Fuck me, Dad, fuck me." And fuck him I did. I grabbed his furry thighs and pounded him as hard as I could, knowing this fuck would last a while. Matty just moaned and grunted. I filled my mouth with saliva and grabbed his bottom teeth, opening his mouth wide. I let a long string of spit fall into his mouth, filling it up. As I pushed his mouth closed and he swallowed, I finished by spitting twice on his face, right on his nose so it ran down his cheeks. He just smiled, loving it. I slowed down my fucking, cause I wanted to find out more about his sexual history. "How long have you been getting fucked, bitch? Tell me about it." "Since I was 18, Sir," he answered as I grabbed his balls, pulling them. "I went on hookup sites. It's really easy to find guys wanting to use a high school boy." "Older guys? What was the first man that fucked you like?" I asked. "Yeah, lots of older guys. The guy who took my cherry was probably 40. I told you I was spending the night at Jimmy's, but I went to this guy's house. He fucked me three times that night. He was the first to teach me what a cumdump I was." My cock throbbed as he talked. "The next hookup was a couple in their 50's. They were the first to tie me up, put me in a sling and fuck me all night. They introduced me to poppers. After that, I became a certified cockhound. I'd look for cock anywhere. Sometimes at a park, or a bookstore. I like the sleaziness of the hook-ups." I pounded my boy harder as I pictured him whoring himself out to total strangers. "What's the oldest guy to fuck you?" I asked. "He was in his 80's. He came over to our house and fucked me while you and Mom were asleep upstairs." I gave my son a hard slap on the face when he said that. "Thank you, Sir," he replied, adding "I've had lots of guys over that you didn't know about. They'd get really turned on fucking a high school guy in his own bed." I continued pounding Matty harder as I realized just how slutty he was, so I asked "Have you been gangbanged slut? How many men?" "Yes Sir, a few times. The most was one session with six Army guys. They blindfolded me and used me all night. They even double fucked me. I probably took ten or eleven loads that night." My head spun at the thought of my son being gangbanged, taking cock after cock after cock. I most definitely needed to set up a gangbang for him. And I'll make sure to have a minimum of ten guys lined-up to use my son. Hearing him tell me his nasty exploits had me on the verge of cumming again, but I had one more question before I came: "So," I asked, looking deep into his eyes. "How many men do you think have fucked you? How many men have pumped their cum into my son's slutty fuckhole?" "Maybe about 150?" 'Oh fuck,' I thought - 150 different men. And he wasn't even 20. "Stroke your cock slut." I ordered. "I wanna see you cum, you nasty fucking whore! Taking 150 different cocks? You really are a worthless little cumdump. Well, Daddy's taking over now, cunt! I'm going to make sure you take EVERY available cock we can find. I'll find disgusting old, fat men and make you grovel for their cum. I'll take you to truck stops and let nasty, dirty truckers fuck your hot, slutty, jock cumhole! You'll get so used, I'll be able to ram my fist in you with no problem!" As I told Matty about his future, he just groaned and opened his mouth, shooting several big shots of cum, landing in his mouth, hair, and all over his face and chest. I shot my own load into him as his ass muscles milked my cock with every squirt he made. fter we both got our breath back, I pulled out and Matty cleaned me off, he started to wipe his own cum up. "No," I said, "leave it." Giving me a smile, Matty reached into his backpack and pulled out a good sized buttplug. Without a word, he lay back, spread his whore legs apart and handed me the plug, gesturing to his leaking hole. I rammed it in hard. Matty threw his head back and hissed as it popped past his anal ring. I lay down, pulled him into me, kissing deeply and passionately as ground the plug into his cunt. We made out for a bit before we called it a night.

Certainly did some discrete fucking on the dance floor as both top and bottom (or better yet, both - lucky pierre!) during the 80's and 90's. Having done modelling for several gay mags and some coffee table books - as well as the 1992 "The New Joy of Gay Sex", the most public fucking I did was at a party in Provincetown. The hired live entertainment for the party were the then hot gay porn stars Butch Taylor and Tim Lowe, who required a third from the audience to join them. Several of my friends yelled for me to volunteer (I later found out that was planned) and I felt no qualms about joining in. It was great fun, and I loved the audience's reactions, especially those who had no idea I would ever do such a thing (apparently, they didn't buy those mags or books!). The print below is me in one of the images I posed for in TNJofGS.

I was fucked by two guys on the dance floor at a jock/underwear party a couple months ago. I was just wearing a jockstrap and boots and had already pre-lubed my cunt. They just bent me over right there in front of everyone and started fucking me. They both shot their loads in my cunt as guys around us called me a fucking slut. It was so fucking hot and hope it definitely happens again sometime!

I remember Club Heaven in London in the late '90s...there was a section next to the dance floor under walkway...went clubbing one Saturday night and high on e met this cute young American guy...he came back with me and we jumped into a hot bath together...he put on a condom and started fucking me....with the friction of the water the condom broke but we didn't realise until he shot his load...once we realised we looked at each other laughed and then just carried on fucking raw was an amazing time wish I had stayed in contact...the good old days!

Had a average looking married guy of 50+ say once as he was getting close to dumping his second load in me, "your sweet ass feels better than my wife's pussy. She doesn't even want it anymore". I was visiting Detroit for a few days, and said he can use it every day til I leave Monday morning. And he did. I had to wear pantyhose which he provided with a little hole in the seat which he ripped bigger on the first fuck. I put them on before he returned and he just fucked and said nasty things about putting babies in my hole.

We started talking online and he told me he's trans after a while. He surprised me with it, but I'm cool with it. I'm bi anyway so I'm not awkward. It's hot how he's a guy with a pussy (he's ok with that word), but I like everything about him. What's unexpected is my friend who I thought was basically straight (we've had a couple of MMF three ways in the past) is really wanting to hook up with him. I did not see that coming. I agree, it's just that he's had some conflicting info in the past from medical professionals. I'm seeking a bit more info for curiosity, just to see if anyone has first hand experience of any problems relying on T. He was originally told when he first started it would make pregnancy virtually impossible, but since then there's been some saying it's not as reliable as other options. Situation is I'd already planned a weekend break with my friend, then I invited Dan to come with us. Chances are high we'll be doing some things together. He probably can't find BC between now and the weekend though, so I guess either we don't put any dick in him or we take a small chance. It would just be two of us topping him a few times over one weekend. It's up to him really if he's ok with that. Thanks for the info. We've heard it can happen like this, no period or anything, just a surprise. I think he'll be talking to the dr again sooner or later, see what they say again about T and suggest as BC options.

Just left about 30 minutes ago... still floating though. He bred me Wednesday and wanted to yesterday, but i was feasting and we all know eating and bottoming don't go together. It was a tough call, but the food was already in. Lately, our routine involves me sucking Him and doing a lot of kissing an licking of His thighs, balls, crotch, and of course His Cock. Then He turns over and presents His ass. He's the only Guy i will rim, but He so obviously gets into it and is so vocal, it puts me in the zone and keeps me there... so He's found a way. He's really hairy, and i like smooth, but again... i'm so into Him, even His hair is hot to me? He's Latino, so unlike my hair, His is short and curly. His skin is golden brown and absolutely flawless, just thinking about Him makes me salivate. Funny how chemistry can get one liking what i wouldn't normally. He always finishes breeding me, which is probably key to our longevity. He's bred me hundreds of times and definitely has built and taken possession of a space inside of me, which He fills and maintains on a regular basis. Loving life right now.

Near Home—February, 2023 My ‘perfect scene’ of filth kept me sated for a bit. I was back at it on the next Tuesday afternoon, late in the month… I am standing behind a very cute young man. He is college age, white, and wearing expensive looking clothes—not dressed for this place at all. He is buying a ticket for both the theatres and the arcade here at the bookstore closest to my home. He pockets his debit card and turns to look at me. He looks me in the face. No reaction. His eyes travel to my crotch. And now, he smiles and goes into the gay theatre. I buy my ticket and, through force of habit, go into the straight one first. No one is there. At all. Why didn’t I just follow the college kid? I go into the gay cinema. I can barely open the door as three young men are crowded in the back corner, all with their cocks out. There is the young man I’d just seen and two young Black men. One of the Black guys I recognize from here. He always looks like he’s come here from the law office. He has a cock my size and the white kid is currently fondling it. The other young man is slightly scruffier looking with a scraggly beard. His cock is smaller, but still impressive. As I sit down, in full view of them, the white college kid reaches for the other cock—he now has one in each hand. I open my pants and pull out my dick. The guys in the corner nod at me and let the cute guy feel them up. Only then do I look around the rest of the room. The young man, now with long hair, who used to take me to a booth to play, is here, too. I have pushed his limits enough now that he has no issues with sucking dick in public. He is seated where he can see the three in the back corner, too. I get up, my cock swinging, and bring it to Limit’s hot mouth. He begins to suck me. The three guys behind the door pause to watch. The guy with the biggest dick, touches the youngest on the shoulder, clearing suggesting he should be on his knees to service the two dicks, but the kid stays on his feet. Limits shows off his skills. He licks my shaft. He deep throats me. He goes for my balls. Occasionally he makes a guttural sound of pleasure. Once, I pull out and slap my cock on his cheek—and then on his outstretched tongue. He groans and takes me down again. The guy with the scraggly beard steps away from the other two and comes to us. He wants more than a hand. I watch the bigger dicked guy whisper in the college boy’s ear and they disappear out the door. I idly wonder which hole of the younger man will get the load. Scraggly Beard is jerking, watching us. I gesture for him to come join us. He moves in and I push Limits’ head over to the new cock. He takes the slightly small cock deep into his throat. I grin at Scraggly Beard, who responds by grabbing Limits by the ears and fucking his throat. Limits finally has to pull off him to get some air. His hands come up and he guides both dicks into his mouth at the same time. We are oozing, head-to-head, onto his tongue. That tongue becomes incredibly busy, mopping up our pre-cum. The two of us in his mouth can’t stop smirking at each other as we let him pleasure us. And suddenly he stops. Limits get up and leaves the room. Scraggly Beard goes after him. I am left alone with the movie. I sit down again and watch. In moments, Scraggly Beard comes back in. He walks right up to me. “He says you fuck. Will you fuck me?” “With pleasure…” Scraggly Beard moves away, kicks off his running shoes and steps out of his track pants, tossing them on the nearest seat. He has a beautiful butt—two incredibly full cheeks of ass flesh. He comes back to me. “You’re big—so let me sit on you.” He turns, his ass right in front of me. I look at the hair in his ass crack, jet black against his dark skin. I hear him uncap his lube bottle. I lean in and begin to lick his ass. He gasps. “Fuck, you rim, too…?” he groans. “Eat my ass out, man.” I do. I can’t get enough of him. I can’t believe I have this guy’s ass in my face. I never thought he’d want to get fucked. His hole is flowering open with the work of my tongue. He grinds back into me. I begin to tongue fuck him. He groans again. Finally, he stands up straight. He fingers his very wet hole with his lube. He moves back to sit on me. I know I will enter him much more easily if he is bent over. I stand up and suggest he bend, holding onto the chair where his pants are. He does. I kneel and give his hole one more lick—but the lube is pretty foul tasting, so I stand up—and line up. “Go easy,” he mumbles. I push slightly. His ass eats me up. I just glide in. SB grunts at the fullness he’s feeling. Then: “Fuck me, stud!” I begin to pump into him. His hand wraps around his cock. He jerks in time to the fucking. “Like that?” “Love it, man. You can fuck me anytime…” I answer by giving his full butt cheek a resounding slap. His hole spasms around my cock. He grunts and strokes himself faster. “Can you load me?” “Maybe.” I am so fucking turned on. “I want to feel you shoot…” He doesn’t finish the thought, for he is shooting all over the floor. His ass spasms with each ejaculation. I give him two more strokes and, surprisingly, give him just what he wants… The original post is here: From My Side of the Sling: "Can You Load Me?" (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) March 24, 2023

First you’ll have to explain to me the difference between black and white. I don’t get why the race would make a difference. I clean out the same for for any race.

Awesome pic! I have had a couple of BBC and yes they can be rough but also in a good way. Its great you managed to hang on and take it all that time. How long was your hole recovery time. One I had was wide as hell and I was out of commission for almost two weeks.

Chapter 3 Later that afternoon Jake cuddles up next to Tyler as he enjoys a few beers. Both enjoying the view of the lake from the cabin. Tyler is still in his cum stained jock and Tyler still completely nude. Later, Tyler gets up from his seat and exclaims, “ it’s time for your next lesson boy. Get on your knees.” Jake, confused, gets on his knees and says, “But I’ve already know how to suck your dick” Tyler laughs and say , “ Yes you do but the beers has filled me up and now I’ve got to piss and I haven’t taught you how to take my piss. Now open up”. As Jake waves he dick at Tyler Jake does as he’s told. Tyler’s heavy dick rests on jakes lower lip and the flow of piss begins slowly. ‘Don’t loose a drop’ Tyler insists as Jakes mouth fills up and he struggles to swallow it all. Jakes guzzles down the warm golden liquid until the steams stops. Tyler rings out his dick allowing Jake to enjoy the last drops. “That’s my good boy”, Tyler says with a grin and meets him with a kiss tasting the piss on the boys breath. He tells Jake to go clean up and prepare for the night ahead. Tyler has invited a friend over to enjoy his new boy.

In NYC probably in the late 70's there was a lull in hot dance clubs after flamingo closed. This was before Limelight, Paradise Garage or Studio 54. There was 12 West a couple blocks away from my loft in the Meat Market but it somehow wasn't as intense an experience as I liked. But for one season there was a curious dance club/restaurant called Les Mouches that opened in one of the upper floors of the building up 11th Ave sound 31st St. where they made Grumbacher artist paints. (Sometime before this I had dated a hottie who lived in a penthouse built on the roof of this same building - but that's another story.) Les Mouches was unusual. The restaurant was way in the back, an all-black room with white tablecloths on which was focused a single display spot. There was a stage where they had musical acts. In fact Barbara Cook made her comeback there. Out front the dance floor occupied half the space. The other half was a huge long bar and lounge. I had recently meet an uber-hot couple, one was a long tall sexy Dutchman (who would go on to open a guesthouse on Key West). The other was a Belgian Count (really!) with intriguing dark Aquiline features. I ran into them at the bar there one night shortly after I'd had a tryst was the Dutchman. The Belgian wanted his too and was very frisky. We were half-dancing and kissing at the bar and getting pretty hot, not unusual. My hands were all over him and discovered a small hole in the seam of his jeans down the crack of his ass. As we made out, I managed to enlarge the hole and got one, then several fingers in his hole and was working it hard while we sucked face. He edged around with his back to me and popped the buttons on my jeans while he made out with his BF. He got my already rock hard cock out and guided it thru the hole and into his pre-lubed hole which I proceed to slowly explore while we seemed (we thought) to be just a threesome making out. That hole was prepared for, and used to a fist and was like velvet. After awhile it had considerably more lube, the natural creamy kind. As it turned out, we had been noticed and we moved to the men's room with our voyeurs where we continued with a small but full-on orgy.

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm my "T" raw cock ready

PART 2 As we walked through my front door, Conrad reached into his backpack and took out a box of rubbers. “Can’t forget condoms,” he said with an awkward laugh. I took them from his hand, managed a vague sort of nod, and threw them on the dining room table. My boys usually insist on condoms—at first. But after a little bit of chemical intervention, they always transform into eager raw cumholes. Only once did I end up with an especially stubborn kid who kept trying to wrap my dick, so I resorted to a backup plan—a stash of broken rubbers with little holes poked in the reservoirs. Didn’t matter in the end. By the time the condom tore apart while I was pounding his negboy hole, he was so high he tore the shreds of rubber away from my cock and ran his finger along the raw shaft as it plunged in and out of his chemmed-up cunt, his eyes glazing over with the deep-buried desire to be a bareback whore. I always get what I want. I told Conrad to take a seat on the couch and help himself to the pot. Meanwhile, I walked to the kitchen. I took a few sodas out of the fridge and poured them into glasses I’d already dosed with a cap of G. I love G because it transforms uptight boys into ragdoll sluts in a matter of 20 minutes. The taste can be tough to hide, but I recently found a dealer who consistently delivers high-potency GHB that doesn’t taste awful. In fact, after diluting the stuff in 12 ounces of Pepsi, it only leaves a subtle aftertaste—perfect for serving to unsuspecting negboys. As I finished my little cocktail, I heard Conrad’s voice from the couch: “Hey, what’s this?” That made me grin, because I knew exactly what he was talking about. On a tray in the middle of the coffee table, I’d left a bong full of pot. And right next to it, I’d left a little glass pipe full of Tina. Every single time, my negboy visitors are deeply fascinated by the glass pipe, so all I need to do is pretend like it’s nothing too special. “What’s what?” I asked. “I’m just wondering what’s in this little glass pipe thing full of white stuff.” “Oh, that,” I replied, walking into the living room with the G-laced Pepsi. “Not sure you’re ready for that. It’s called T. It can be really, really fun. It makes me horny as fuck, and I bet you’d have a blast on it. But maybe we should just take it easy—just stick with the pot, you know? Here’s some soda, by the way. Drink up, little bro.” He took a few gulps of Pepsi while holding the glass pipe, looking at it intently. My dick stiffened. “Actually, I’m curious,” he said. “Would it be cool if I just tried it?” I shrugged nonchalantly. “Sure, bud—be my guest. But let me show you how to work it, OK?” I sat down next to him, my hands visibly shaking with excitement. “Alright, now hold that pipe up to your mouth. Yeah, just like that. I’m gonna light this little torch and heat up the stuff in the bowl. Just wait a moment. See that? See the little wisps of smoke forming? Now when I say go, just start inhaling very lightly and steadily. Lightly and steadily. Got it? OK, bud—go ahead. Start inhaling. There you go. Good boy. Just take that swirling smoke into your lungs and hold it until I tell you otherwise. Got it?” He nodded as he continued to inhale. “OK, little bro,” I said to him, taking the pipe away from his mouth. “Hold it, just for a sec. Then exhale it through your nose. There you go. Fuck yeah—good boy! Now again.” That first hit was a nice fat one—the cloud emerging from his mouth and nostrils was thick and white, and my cock dripped at the smell of the Tina emanating from his lungs. From that point on, with each cloud of meth that escaped his lips and his nostrils, he was losing a little bit of his innocence. For the second hit, I gave him the torch to operate, and I talked him through it. The result was another giant hit of solid white clouds pouring out of his mouth and nose. “OK, boy—do one more. You’re on your own. I think you got it.” He immediately hit the pipe again, and I turned away to hide my giant, triumphant grin as Conrad smoked away all his defenses. “I’m just gonna put a little entertainment on the TV here, OK? Oh, and don’t forget your soda.” When I turned on the TV, it automatically started playing one of my favorite movies. It’s an amateur video shot by a filthy pig I know from the Midwest—a wrestling coach who likes to chem and poz some of the hot little jockboys on his team. He’d sent me a few videos, but this was my favorite: a sexy, ripped, piggy 18-year-old named Lance was all slammed up and taking loads from a roomful of coaches and former teammates. Behind me, I heard the click of the torch again. Fuck yeah, I thought, this boy is already fuckin’ hooked. As I turned back to face him, I took off my wife-beater. Conrad froze in place, the pipe halfway to his lips, smoke billowing out of his mouth. He just stared at my hairy chest, his eyes dilated pitch-black. “You feelin’ good, little bro?” He gave me a dazed nod, his mouth agape. “Why don’t you take off your shirt, huh? Show off your sweet little body. Do that for your big bro?” He peeled his tank top upward, revealing his flat stomach with its ridges of ab muscles, then his compact little muscular chest. He was just starting to develop a treasure trail down the center of his stomach, leading past the waistband of his shorts to the bulge of his cock that strained against his zipper. His soda was gone; the G would be hitting him soon. I walked over to the couch and took the pipe from his hands. “Jesus fuckin’ Christ, you’re just about the sexiest boy I’ve ever seen." I ran my hand down his torso, and he sighed a deep, hungry sigh. "Listen, buddy: I have a few more things to show you. You wanna learn from your big bro?” He half-grunted, half-moaned in response. “OK: I’m gonna do a hit. Then I’m gonna blow it into your mouth, and you’re gonna blow it back in mine, then back and forth we go until we can’t go anymore. It’s called a shotgun, and it’s one of my favorite things to do with a sexy little bro like you.” I put the pipe to my lips and took a deep, thick hit of white smoke. Then I put the pipe down, turned to Conrad, sealed my open mouth against his, and exhaled my cloud into his lungs. A moment later, he breathed the Tina smoke back into me. We repeated that three or four times until the mouth-lock became a deep kiss, and we kept making out while the shotgun escaped our mouths and dissolved around us. As I kissed him, I loosened his shorts, pulling them down the length of his lightly hairy legs. His underwear followed. Then I slipped off my gym shorts; my cock bounced free with a gentle “thwack” against my stomach. I maneuvered Conrad so that he was stretched out before me on the couch, and I laid down on top of him, my cock rubbing against his. We continued to kiss. I grabbed the pipe, took another hit, and shared another series of breaths with my boy. Then he spoke, hesitantly. “Hey, big bro? Just in case you’re wondering, I’m all cleaned out and ready to go. My ass, I mean. The last dude who fucked me showed me how to do all that stuff. So…anyway. In case you’re wondering.” I smiled at him and mussed his hair. “What are you trying to tell me, little bro? You want my cock sliding in that sweet little butt?” He blushed and shrugged. I leaned into his ear and whispered: “Don’t you worry, buddy. It won’t be long before I bury my fat cock deep in your hole.” He shivered beneath me, then kissed me again. The G was kicking in. He was almost entirely in my hands. A few more minutes of teasing and prodding, and he’d do anything to get impaled on my raw cock. “Get on the floor, little bro,” I said. “Face the other direction, on all fours. Ass in the air. Back arched. No—back arched, like a fuckin’ fag. Much better. Good boy. Now reach back and spread that hole for your big bro.” His hands grabbed each side of his perfectly round butt, spreading it to reveal a smooth, pink, tight hole that pulsed with every breath he took. I knelt down, placed my hands over his, and wrapped my mouth around that aching little boycunt, pushing my tongue into his body, every one of his nerves quivering as I dove greedily into his wide-open throbbing cock-hungry 18-year-old partied-up fuckhole. He gasped as I kissed that sweet little fag-pussy with the same intensity that I kissed his mouth a few minutes earlier. I spit a few huge gobs of saliva on his cunt and worked them in with my tongue. His hole loosened up, welcomed my mouth and my spit, became noticeably warmer. He really was a fuckin’ hottie: such a tight little body, great definition from his calves to his chest, with the roundest, most perfect little boybutt I’ve ever seen. And the cock! He had the kind of thick, veiny dick that would make any top’s hole twitch. Enough butt-eating, I thought. It's time to fuck. “OK, little bro—one more thing to show you," I said, standing up so that my dick hovered over him. "I want you to take a fat hit off that pipe, then blow it onto your big bro’s cock. Can you do that for me?” He nodded, grabbed the pipe, and got the smoke swirling like a regular chemwhore. “Good boy. You like that smoke, huh?” He nodded as he continued to inhale. “Just feed on that smoke, pig. Feed on that smoke. Your big bro wants to see you get fuckin' tweaked." He put down the pipe, knelt directly in front of me, wrapped his mouth around my cock, and exhaled a thick cloud of white smoke that enveloped my dick. The smoke traveled up my stomach and chest as he began hungrily slurping on my poz shaft. He wasn’t a bad little cocksucker, but I couldn’t wait any longer. I pulled his head away from my dick and guided him onto his back. “Pull your legs back, little bro.” He did, revealing that sweet little hungry cunt, still dripping with my spit. I began rubbing the length of my cock across his hole, watching his eyes flutter and his mouth drop open as he pulled his legs back a little further and looked at me with a kind of desperate pleading. “You ready for some dick?” He could only manage a whimper in response. “I can’t wait to give it to you, bro. But one thing you gotta know first. If it turns out to be a problem, then we can do something else. We don’t need to fuck, you know.” He nodded again, half-listening, every bit of his energy focused on the cock rubbing against his chemmed-up faggot fuckhole. “So here’s the deal, little bro. I only fuck raw. Natural. Bareback. And if a boy won’t let me fuck him the way I want to fuck him, then he’s not getting fucked. Got it?” Conrad glanced over at the TV, where the bottomboy was spreading his little jockbutt for yet another raw cock. Then he looked back at me. He reached down to spread his boyhole, just like the guy in the video. “Give me your dick, skin-on-skin,” he said, his eyes a solid-black void. “Bareback my fuckin’ hole. Please, bro.” “Fuck yeah, boy. You been fantasizing about raw dick, huh? Watching bareback porn?” “It’s the only kind of porn I watch. It’s the only kind of fucking I really want to do. Please give me your dick, bro. Your raw dick. I need your fucking raw dick. Please.” “You gonna make me pull out?” “No, dude. Please cum in me. Breed me.” “And when we go to the bathhouse after this—you want other dudes to breed you, too? Breed your chemmed-up cunt?” He paused for a moment, looking me straight in the eye, giving himself some time to overcome the shame of his boyhood secrets. “Yes,” he finally said. “I want my hole dripping with cum.” I nudged the head of my raw dick up against his hungry little butt, and his whole body shook. His breath went shallow. Then my cockhead slipped through that first outer barrier, enveloped by the warmth and tightness and innocence of his negboy hole, and I leaned down to kiss him, a sloppy kiss. “I’m dripping precum in my little bro’s hole,” I whispered in his ear. “I’m lubing you up with my seed, faggot.” By this point, Conrad was alternating between “fuck yeah” and “fuck me,” and he wrapped his arms around my back, murmuring “do it” three times. That’s when I began pushing the rest of my raw cock into the radiant warmth of that chemmed-up fuckhole, and he gasped as he surrendered everything to me. “This is how we were meant to fuck,” I whispered in his ear as my dick continued to disappear inside him. “You aren’t a true bottom boy until you’ve let a man split you in half bareback, until you’ve given up your hole for him to eat and pound and breed. I’m so proud of you, little bro.” With that, I directed his attention toward the TV. “But there’s one thing you should look out for,” I said, taking on a serious tone. “Some guys in the bathhouse will have a tattoo like that.” I pointed up at the screen. A young topdude was pounding the bottomboy bareback. Every time he pulled his cock away from that hungry little fuckhole, you could see a biohazard tattoo right next to his dick. “Do you know what that tattoo means, little bro?” He shook his hand. “Danger, I guess?” “Well, sort of. It means he’s poz. Just something to be aware of, because you probably don’t want that.” I glanced back at him, and the look in his eye was pure hunger. “Unless…,” I said, pretending to be confused, “Unless you’re turned on by that?” He shot a devilish glance at me, and I answered with a giant grin. Then he grinned, too. “You want some poz dick at the bathhouse, bro?” “Fuck yeah.” “Yeah? You wanna get knocked up?” He just kept grinning, and his body started shaking again—a kind of shiver, all fear and anticipation and excitement. “Such a good boy. Such a fuckin’ dirty boy. I love it. I’m so proud of my little bro.” And then, with no warning, I pulled my dick out of his hole. Conrad gasped. He suddenly looked lost and empty; the pleading returned to his eyes, and he pulled his legs back and spread his ass and whimpered. Meanwhile, I stared him down. “Sorry, little bro, but something just occurred to me. You didn’t ask about my status. Don’t you want to know my status?” “I don’t fucking care. Please, bro. Please give me your dick.” That made my dick drip: I don’t fucking care. “Good answer, buddy. But I think you deserve to know.” I nudged my dick up against his hole, and he tried desperately to maneuver his ass to get more of my meat lodged up in his guts. “Here’s the deal, bud: I’m fuckin’ poz. This is a poz cock teasing your hole. You like how this poz cock feels inside you?” “Yes, fucker. Please give me more, fucker. I need more. Please, bro.” “What’s that, buddy? I’m not sure I heard you.” “Pound my ass raw with your fat poz cock. Fucking PLEASE. PLEASE. PLEASE, BRO.” “You wanna get knocked up? Knocked up with your big bro’s virus?” “FUCK YES.” “Say it.” “KNOCK ME UP, YOU SEXY MOTHERFUCKER.” “Fuck yeah, you hot little chemmed-up faggotboy.” I shoved my poz dick back inside that boy’s hole, and started pounding. I didn’t last long. I felt the toxic seed gathering up in my balls, brewing, getting ready to shoot. Conrad was staring me down with those giant black pupils, his legs spread wide, his hole peeled back and exposed to allow my dick maximum penetration. He just kept nodding. Nodding. Smiling. Telling me with his eyes that he wanted my gift. As I got closer to shooting my toxic load, he wrapped his arms around me and alternated between little whimpered chants of “poz poz poz” and “fuck fuck fuck.” “Goddammit, you hot little fag,” I whispered. “Goddammit. You’re gonna get my load. My fuckin’ sweet infected load, just for you, fuckin’ sexy little negboy bro.” And then, with pulse after pulse of my raw cock in his wide-open wet fuckhole, I bred him. Pozzed him. Charged that little faggot ass up. Gave him my virus. Then, as my dick stopped shooting volleys of poz sperm, I kept pushing my cock deep inside him, pushing my toxic cum into his guts before collapsing on him, my poz cock still buried deep. Conrad sighed, a long contented sigh. “That was amazing,” he said. “Oh, little bro,” I whispered in his ear. “I have so many fuckin’ plans for you—you have no idea.” I pulled my cock out of him, then guided his mouth to taste the poz seed coating my shaft. He slurped on it greedily, my dick still warm from the hunger of his hole. “Such a good boy,” I said. “Such a hot little pig. So proud of you, little bro. Now, whaddaya say we get your sweet little knocked-up hole to the bathhouse?” MORE SOON…