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Back in it's heyday the Belvedere Theater was one of the hottest, sleziest, and depraved places in Atlanta. The theaters were cruizy, action was happening everywhere - in the seats, at the back, sides, stage area. One particular Saturday night during the summer I experienced one of the most intense hookups in my life. Being a 100% bottom faggot, I had prepared in advance. Cleaned out thoroughly, shaved, and trimmed. Put on my stainless chastity cage with the urethral insert. Lubed my ass well and inserted a large buttplug. Placed a weighted nipple clamp on each nipple. Put on a pair of shorts going commando, and t-shirt. Slipped on my tennis shoes (unlaced no socks). It was around 10PM and dark when I started my drive down to the theater. I felt like a total slut whore. The clamps were doing their job on my nipples. The plug in my ass, and cage had me breathing hard. I arrived and parked in the rear. I noticed there were a lot of cars in the parking lot. A few guys loitering there. I walked to the entrance, paid the entry fee and entered the facility. I could hear the thumping of music from the theaters. Some guys were hanging out in the hallway. I made my way to one of the gay theaters. My eyes had to adjust to the lack of light. The only light was from the movie playing on screen. On the screen was a white guy on his knees, surrounded by 4 hung black stallions. He was getting fucked RAW by a big muscular hunk of a man with a huge BBC. He was sucking the hard throbbing cock of another, and stroking the other two with his hands. The music and fucking sounds were intoxicating. As my eyes adjusted I could see I wasn't alone. Several men were standing near me. Some with thier Cocks out stroking them, others on their knees providing oral service. I walked down the center isle about a third of the way down and found an empty isle seat. As i sat there watching the action on the screen, my nipples were aching under the strain of the clamps and weights. My cocklet was trying to get hard in the cage, I could tell I was leaking precum from the uretheral insert, and my sphincter was clenching the butt plug in my ass. From behind me I heard the footsteps of someone walking down the center isle. He was a bit heavy footed and obviously not trying to be quiet. As he passed me I could see why, he was decked out in cowboy boots, denim from top to bottom, curly hair and well worn dirty cowboy hat. He walked all the way down to the front row, turned around and started making his way back up the isle. As he got closer I could see he was a ruggedly handsome man in his late 20's or early 30's. He had his denim shirt mostly unbuttoned showing off his muscular and hairy chest. He was tall, about 6'4" and lean. His jeans were well worn. But what caught my eye most was the huge bulge he was sporting down the leg of his jeans. It had to be a full 8 inches of Cock. As he got to me on his way back up the isle something came over me and I raised my hand up to get his attention. He walked over to me, standing there about 6 inches from my face with that huge bulge. He leaned in "You want some of this?" he asked loudly in a gruff voice, as he grabbed and shook his cock. "Listen bitch, If you say yes, I'm going to use you, defile you, fuck you hard until I'm done using your holes. I'm going to fuck your mouth and ass RAW. I'm going to breed you. There will be no refusing me of anythhing I demand, no backing out, no tapping out, do you understand?" I replied "yes." He grabbed me by my t-shirt and pulled me up out of my seat and dragged me behind him as we made our way up the isle and out of the theater. I was confused until we got to the entrance of the bathroom. There he found an open stall and pushed me into it. He said "hurry up and strip." As I glanced up I saw we had an audience that had followed us into the bathroom. I pulled my t-shirt up and over my head exposing the nipple clamps. "Whoa look what we have here! Nice fag." he said as he tugged on the clamps hard making me swoon in lust and pain. "What the fuck are you waiting for fag, get the fucking shorts and shoes off." Ackwardly I kicked my shoes off and worked to get my shorts off while having my nipples abused. "Damn more goodies. You tiny dicked bitches should all be caged." He grabbed my t-shirt and shorts and threw them over my head to the back of the stall. He grabbed and pulled on my balls hanging below the cage and squeezed them hard, eliciting a moan of pain from me. "Turn around and bend over." I did as I was instructed. I noticed my shorts had caught the upright toilet seat, but my tshirt was half in the dirty toilet water. He smacked my ass cheeks hard with his hands. Both cheeks repeatedly over and over again. I know my cheeks had to be bright red. "Reach back and spread your cheeks open." Doing this exposed the buttplug in my ass. "Your ready and really want this don't you fag. Got that ass plugged and open." He grabbed the plug base and pulled it out roughly. "Put your fingers in there and open that hole." I reached back and inserted my fingers into my gaping ass and opened it further. "That hole better be squeaky clean or you will be eating whatever comes out of it." He coughs up a luggy and spits it into my hole. Then re-inserts the butt-plug. He spins me around and forces me to sit on the dirty toilet rim as the seat was up. "You ready to service me whore?" He slowly starts unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his six pack abs, and muscular upper frame. His Cock inside the leg of his jeans seems even larger. Throbbing, pulsing. He unbuckles his belt and starts unbuttoning his jeans. He is commando in his jeans, revealing more of his impressive body. He pulls his monster cock out and I instinctively reach out with my hands, which he smacks down. "No hands bitch. Just your holes and when I say." His cock is enormous. Good solid 9 inches and as thick as my wrist. He holds it over my face. I can smell his musty masculine scent. He smacks my face with his Cock. rubbing it all over my face. He pulls his cock up revealing his big hairy ballsack to me. He grabs a handfull of my head-hair with his other hand "Suck my balls. Give them a good tongue bath." I open my mouth and let my tongue do the work requested. His scent is so intoxicating, so manly, masculine, dominant. He directs me where he wants roughly. I'm moaning and breathing hard. When he is satisfied he pulls my head up and turns around presenting me his hairy masculine ass. "Get that tongue in my asscrack and ass. Dig in there deep bitch." Guided by his hand holding me securely, I start licking, tonguing, and probing his ass crack and eventually his pucker. "You like that bitch? Get that tongue in deep. Clean me good fag. Yep I took a shit before coming here, you like my shit?" I could tell from the smell and taste it was recent. But in my depraved state I was moaning and excited to be debased and used. He spun back around, and pushed his engorged cock into my mouth. I opened taking as much as I could. He now held my head with both hands. He started fucking my mouth going deeper and deeper, making me gag. "You better not bite me or throw up bitch. Take it whore." Tears were streaming down my face as I attempted to provide the service demanded. He stopped thursting while in deep, "look up at me!" He then spit in my face several times before proceeding to fuck my mouth and throat more. He stopped fucking my mouth but left his cock in it. Suddenly there was a stream of hot piss flowing into my mouth which caught me by surprise. "Swallow my piss whore, don't miss a drop." I swallowed what seemed like a gallon of his golden nectar. He then pulled out in mid stream and pissed all over my head, face, chest, and crotch until he was empty. Amazingly his Cock was still raging hard. "Get up fag, turn around, spread your legs and bend over, spread that ass open." He grabbed the butt-plug and yanked it out of my ass. I almost crumbled. He took the plug and shoved it into my mouth. "That will keep you quiet." He roughly and mercilessly beat my ass with his hands again, but this time included his belt. Then he shoved his entire Cock length and girth into my asshole in one full stroke. The beating had me crying and groaning around the butt plug. But when he shoved that huge Cock into me I screamed out which caused applause and comments from the crowd watching my debasement. Full strokes almost completely out to fully in (and into that next level). His muscular hands and fingers dug into my hip bones as he used them as leverage to force himself into my gut roughly. He fucked me hard and mercilessly for a solid 15 minutes. He was sweating heavily and I could feel his sweat dropping onto my ass and back. He pushed my legs farther apart, pushing my head down into the toilet - almost into the filthy water. Then with a mighty roar he shoved into me deep and bred me with his potent seed. He seemed to cum for the longest time. He slowly pulled out. Reached around and pulled the butt-plug from my mouth and shoved it back into my ravaged ass. Then he turned me around and pushed me down on the toilet rim. "Clean my Cock and Balls." I proceeded to dutifully clean his spent shaft and ball sack. When he was satisfied he pulled back and started dressing himself. He just turned and left. Never saw this man again - damn. An older black guy who had been watching the action and stroking his hard cock moved into the stall and forced his 6 inch thick cock into my mouth. He grabbed my head in his hands and face fucked me until he blew his load. I dutifully swallowed what was offered. He stepped back and then he and a hispanic guy started pissing on me. I opened my mouth and took some of their streams. The crowd dispersed. I started gathering my wet clothing. Couldn't find my shoes! My nipples were beyond aching. I pulled the clamps off and nearly passed out. I looked down at my cock cage and it was obvious I had cum while being fucked. After dressing I walked outside to my car. A young black guy had followed me out to my car. He said "that was so damn hot, I want to fuck and breed you. I want to put my load in next to the cowboys." I asked where do you want to do the deed. He said "right here over the back of your car." He whipped out a thick 7 inch BBC that was already hard and throbbing. I bent over the car, dropped my shorts, removed the ass plug, putting it in my mouth. He pulled my tshirt up and shoved his hard throbbing cock into my overused ass. My BBC stallion started fucking me hard and deep. My ravaged ass gave no resistance. Then he shoved his black cock in hard and gave me his load. He slipped out slowly. I put the butt-plug back in. Turned around knelt and cleaned his cock.

Doc Murphy’s Therapy “Fuck... here we go,” I sighed, grabbing the door handle and walking into the reception area. Looking around ... it was a basic waiting room, and I could tell this was not going to be good. I turned around to leave until I heard a voice. “Can I help you?” I turned around and saw the man who had interrupted my escape now standing behind the counter. I took a sharp breath... “Uh...” I hesitated. “I have an appointment today. I’m not sure with whom. My dad made it for me.” I tried to keep cool, but I couldn’t take my eyes off him... His slightly tight white dress shirt and khakis did little to hide his muscular body. He stood still for a minute... his green eyes staring at me for a quick second before handing me a clipboard and sitting down. “You must be Sam” he said, looking at the computer screen. “I’m Mike, Doc Murphy’s assistant. You’ll need to fill out these out.” he said, placing the paperwork on the counter and looking at the computer monitor again with focused attention. Walking up to the counter, I quickly grabbed the clipboard and sat down trying to not be so obvious, but I couldn’t help staring. All I could think was this guy looked just like Bry, my best friend from high school, or at least what he would look like in ten years. Mike looked to be about 30.... All I could do was tell myself... “Bry’s gone... he’s on the other side of the country now. Get the fuck over it.” I finished the paperwork, filling out the basics... name, address, date of birth, insurance, etc. and walked it up to Mike. Paying me no attention, he took it and quickly dismissed me... “Have a seat. Doc will be with you soon,” Mike mumbled, still concentrating on the monitor. I sat there nervously, until he looked up and abruptly told me to go right in before fixating on the monitor again. Walking into the next room I didn’t see anyone, so I sat on the sofa and grabbed a pillow and held it tightly on my lap. I heard the door finally open... I turned and my eyes widened in surprise. In walked a man in his early 40’s wearing a tight black t-shirt and jeans. Seeing me, he smiled, flashing his white teeth before walking to me and firmly shaking my hand. “You must be Sam, I’m Dr. Murphy, but you can just call me Doc.” he said, turning down the lights. “This should help you relax a bit so we can talk.” Speechless, I just sat there as he sat down across from me and began looking over my paperwork. At this point I was glad I had the pillow on my lap as I felt my cock begin to stiffen. “Give me a second, ok?” he said, still looking over my paperwork. “My previous patient took a little longer than expected.” Even though he wasn’t looking, I nodded and tried to not to be obvious. I began to examine him with my eyes. Doc was about 45 with a muscular build and piercing black eyes. He was wearing black rimmed glasses with square lenses. Moving to the next page, he flipped the page and ran his hand over his short gray speckled hair. With him still reading, I cautiously moved my eyes down seeing how the tight black material of his t-shirt fit hugged his firm pecs. That’s when I noticed the prominent peaks where his nipples would be... they were pierced. Holding the pillow tighter, my eyes wandered down to his muscular legs encased in the dark denim fabric and noticed he was wearing a pair of black boots which surprised me. “10-hole Rangers,” he said, putting down the paperwork and grabbing his notebook.” Nervously, I looked up and struggled to speak, “What...?” “My boots... 10-hole Rangers.” he smiled. “Like I said, I’m running late and didn’t have a chance to change. I know you must be nervous. Go ahead and sit back... close your eyes and concentrate on my voice.” “Uh... sure,” I stammered, still gripping the pillow tight in my lap. “I’ve looked over your chart and some notes from your dad, but I’d prefer to hear it from you.” he told me as I began my story... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was the night before my best friend, Bry... uh Bryan, was moving back east to go to college while I was heading here to the west coast. That summer, we spent as much time as we could just hanging out as we tried to ignore that we were going to be on different sides of the country. His family planned a big celebration and me being his best friend, I was invited over for dinner. It was a great time. Later that night, we laughed as he walked me back home, talking about all the good times we’d had. Reaching my house, I knew I didn’t want it to end but didn’t know how to tell him. I remembered the bottle of booze my dad kept in the garden shed and I suggested we have some shots to celebrate. “Let’s do it bro!” he smiled, grabbing me by the hand. “Come on.” I still remember how it felt when he took my hand... it was like we were connected in a new way. We slipped into the back yard and headed into the shed. Turning on the light, I grabbed the bottle of rum my dad hid behind a stack of bricks and took a shot. Handing it to him, I sat down and motioned him to sit next to me and we continued recalling good times. With every shot, we bumped into each other’s shoulder to urge the other on. Then suddenly, the realization that he was leaving hit me and at that moment, I couldn’t bear it. “Bro, you ok?” he asked, thinking I was probably wasted by now. “Yeh, man...” I told him, gathering up the courage to tell him how I felt. “It’s just... I’m gonna...” “Yeah, me too bro.” he sighed, leaning into my shoulder but kept his gaze forward. I knew it was now or never... he was leaving in a matter of hours. “Bry... look at me.” Continuing to look forward, he remained silent. “We’ve been best friends since sixth grade when you moved to town, right?” Nodding, he turned to face me, and our eyes connected. I started looking at that familiar face... those sparkling green eyes... those lips that begged to be kissed. All I could think of was wanting to lean in and kiss him. But even now, I wasn’t sure and didn’t want to risk losing him. Deciding to hold back the major part of my secret, I took another shot and blurted out my half-truth. “Fuck bro, I’m gonna miss you so fucking much.” Still looking at me with no reaction, he took the bottle out of my hand and took a large gulp. Putting the bottle down, he turned back to me and raised his hand to my shoulder. “Me too...” he sighed, pulling me into his arms in a tight grip. I remained still as his strong arm held me tight. I didn’t want this to end but the class clown came out. “Fuck, Bry... I can’t breathe.” “Fucker...” he laughed, moving his hand to my neck and holding it tight. I could feel him pulling my face to his and our lips tentatively met for the first time. Gripping my neck with more force, he drew me even closer, and I moaned... his breath filling my mouth. Sensing my desire, his tongue quickly invaded my mouth, and we began to devour each other. Taking charge, he pushed me back onto the dirty floor and pressed his stronger body on top of me. We continued on, exploring each other’s clothed bodies for the first time as if we had never seen each other naked in the gym showers. When our lips finally parted, I looked up into his eyes and saw an intense and unfamiliar look on that handsome face. Before I could say a word, he spoke... Pushing his crotch into mine, he began, “I’ve never done this bro, but over the last few years that we’ve been friends, I’ve realized how much I’ve wanted to. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had to hide my hard-on because I wasn’t sure if you were...” “Yeh...I like cock.” I said with a laugh and interrupting him with a kiss as our hard cocks struggled for release. “Yeah?” he chuckled, lifting himself off me. He stood there... a wet spot on the bulge of his crotch now growing. I couldn’t believe what was happening and I got to my knees as he unbuckled his jeans and dropped them, releasing his thickening cock. “Commando...” I smiled, remembering how we had decided on the first day of high school that we’d never wear underwear again... the only thing that would hold our junk would be jockstraps in gym... otherwise, we’d be freeballing. “Show me, Sam. Show me... how much you like cock.” he insisted, holding his shaft firmly in his hand. I remained on my knees, seeing his thick throbbing uncut cock teasing me. Looking up at him, I nodded. Without a thought, I moved on my knees towards the object of my desire. Reaching it, I stared at it... wanting to memorize every veined inch of his cock. “Fuck bro... do it!” he hissed, swinging it... teasing me. With Bry’s insistence, I kissed the tip and opened up to take my best friend’s cock for the first time. “Aw fuck!” he moaned, feeling my lips slide push back the foreskin and slide over the ridge of his swollen cock head. I began to suck on it and lick the underside with my tongue. His cock began to release a torrent of precum. Continuing my work, I forced my mouth down and began flicking the underside of the shaft until my nose was buried in the ginger tuft of pubes around the base. His musky scent filled my nostrils as I held the shaft with my lips and instinctively worked my throat muscles. “Fuck yeah! Goddamn cocksucker!” he growled, taking control and showing me who was in charge. Encouraged, I began bobbing on his sexy cock... pulling back until just the helmet of his shaft remained in my mouth... sucking and flicking it with my tongue, tasting the pre-cum still flowing from his piss slit. With his hands now holding my head firmly, he began forcing my mouth back down onto his cock and began to give me my first face fuck. My lips slid over the shaft... my tongue worked the underside as the face fucking continued. Staring up into his now intense eyes, I couldn't believe I had fantasized about doing this and was now here sucking on Bry’s cock. It felt so good inside my mouth! He lasted about another five minutes before his breathing began shortening. I could tell it wouldn’t be much longer, and I started increasing my sucking while stimulating his shaft with my tongue. I felt his body tense up as his cock swelled even thicker. Groaning, he began pumping jet after jet of hot thick cum into my mouth from his first blowjob. When his cock released last drops, I pulled off his cock and swished his delicious cum around my mouth before swallowing as I saw the look of sweaty sexual pleasure on his face. “How was it?” I hesitantly asked, still on my knees hoping things wouldn’t get weird. “Fuck Sam, you’re one fucking good cocksucker!” he smiled, wiping the sweat from his face before his face went slack and his eyes widened in surprise... Turning, I saw my dad at the door. He just stood there looking down at me in disgust. “Bryan, go home... Your dad just called wondering where you were. You’ll be leaving for the airport in a few hours, and you’ll need some sleep.” was all he said in a quiet angry tone, never taking his eyes off me. “Yes, Sir...” Bry answered, buckling up... Heading to the door, he hesitated... “Sam...” All I wanted to do was run to him... to escape, but my now dad stood between us. “Bryan...” my dad grunted pulling me to my feet and staring directly at me. “You’ve got a great future ahead of you. Don’t do anything you’ll regret.” Looking over my dad’s shoulder, I saw the look on Bry’s face as he gave me one last glance and walked out the door. “Clean yourself up, son.” dad said, finally stepping aside and picking up the bottle of rum and drinking the remains. The next week was hell. My parents seemed to avoid the subject, but I somehow knew I hadn’t heard the end of it. To top it off, I hadn’t heard from Bry either. I had tried texting him and even calling him, but he never responded. Then one night, my dad called me down to the den. It was shortly before my parents took me to campus. “Listen, boy,” my dad started. “This behavior has got to stop. I’ve done some research and have set you up for therapy while you’re at school. Your mom and I love you, son, but we can’t have our only son be a faggot.” “Dad...” I started but was quickly interrupted. “If you want us to pay for your school, you will show up for that appointment next week. Understood?” he said, standing up and leaving me alone in the room before I had a chance to respond. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “So here I am...” I mumbled before opening my eyes and seeing him sitting there intently, listening to every word. I had to admit it was easier than I thought telling him. “Well Sam, our time is up for today...” he said, placing his notes to the side, spreading his legs apart even wider and leaning in. I felt relaxed... but how could my story have lasted that long? I must have looked confused because he looked at his watch and chuckled. “Well, it’s been fifty minutes... That’s standard.” he told me, looking directly into my eyes. “You’re not the first one to sit in that chair and lose track of time. I’m not sure how much you’ve been told, but my therapy involves meditation. I’ve had great success bringing out what young men were born to be... I suppose that’s what drew your dad to my practice. I’ve had great success with my methods. We’ll work together to get you to your ideal state. What do you think? Shall we move forward?” I sat back and sighed, the pillow now on the floor. What choice did I have? My parents would cut me off and, most likely, I’d be out on the street. I took a deep breath and gave in. “Yeh...” I nodded feeling defeated and grabbing the glass of water now next to me on the side table and taking a drink. “Good... I think we should have no problem bringing out your true self," he smiled, grabbing a business card. Slowly, he stood and walked towards me and stood in front of me handing me his card. Taking the card, I swear I could see his bulge growing but I tried to keep eye contact with him. “Here’s my card. I’ve got an office at home and think we could make better progress there. On your way out, have Mike set up the appointment for next week.” Taking the card, I nodded and slipped it into my back pocket. When I closed the door to his office, I saw Mike still staring intensely at the computer monitor. “UH... Doc said to make an appointment for next week,” I told him, trying to get his attention. “Doc’s calendar is filled next week, but he sometimes does late appointments. He’s noted in your records that he can fit you in at 7pm next Friday at his place.” he said, barely paying me any attention. “Uh.... yeah ok.” I said, knowing my dad would be checking up on me. “Alright, Sam... be there on time and make sure you wear comfortable clothes since Doc’ll be starting on the meditation therapy then.” Getting into my car, it hit me that Mike had never given me Doc’s address. No matter... I thought, patting my back pocket, I had it. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Friday came and all I could think about was how I was dreading the upcoming therapy but, in a way, didn’t mind seeing Doc Murphy again. After class, I had the urge to hit the gym to get my mind off things. It was definitely the most intense workout I’d ever had... I tried to forget about the upcoming session, but I couldn’t get the fact that there was something about Doc out of my head. He wasn’t what I expected... his demeanor... his look, but especially his boots. Afterwards, I decided to head home and skip showering at the gym. On my way home, I stopped at the closest pharmacy... I don’t know why, but I felt that I needed to be completely clean for my appointment. I wandered the aisles and found what I was looking for... an enema kit. I quickly grabbed it and walked up to the older man at the cash register. Looking me over, he grunted and gave me a look of disgust just like my dad had given me that night. For some reason, I didn’t care what he thought, and I walked off without my change. Finally home, I hesitated for a minute before remembering my roommate Kirk had gone for the weekend... the coast was clear, so I started pulling off my shirt and left a trail of sweaty clothes on the way to the bathroom. Standing at the mirror, I took a good look at myself. “Not bad... though you could definitely bulk up and have more definition,” I told myself, running my hands over my pumped-up pecs before moving down my abs and grabbing hold of my cock and balls. Holding my junk in my hand, I could feel my pubes suddenly scratching my palms and an idea popped into my head. I went for the pair of clippers in the drawer. I saw it still had the guard Kirk used to buzz his head, so I turned it on and felt the buzzing in my hand as I spread my legs and moved the clippers through my pubes, trimming them down to a more manageable length. I tried to concentrate but the vibrations were making me hard. I hesitated for a minute but realized that it was making it easier to get the hair around my cock, so I continued until I was completely trimmed. That's when I looked in the mirror and realized it looked strange cause the hair on the rest of me was longer... it didn’t feel right, so I began trimming my body. Taking my time, I moved the clippers over my body while feeling the vibrations. Fuck, it felt good... I stood there looking at myself now trimmed... my cock did seem bigger. That’s when I knew what I had to do... I put the clippers to my head. The hair began to fall to the floor and mix with my body hair and I felt a wave of relief come over me... I was now even harder, but I knew I had to continue and turned on the shower. Stepping in, I began lathering my body from the neck down until I got to my cock and started stroking, getting it even harder. “Fuck yes,” I groaned, going back to the night I knelt at Bryan’s feet and sucked him off, before remembering that I didn’t have much time and Doc was waiting for me... I didn’t want to disappoint him. I grabbed the razor and proceeded to slide it along the skin of my crotch. Slowly and methodically, I continued, leaving my skin bare... it was almost as if I had been doing this forever. Finally, I rinsed off, watching as the final remnants of the hair flowed down the drain. Next, I grabbed the enema and inserted the nozzle into my hole and pushed the liquid up into me. Holding it in, I began showering to remove the final residue of lather and hair... all the while checking my skin to make sure I didn’t miss a spot. Satisfied I was now completely hairless, I moved to empty out. Fuck the feeling was intense... I rinsed out to make sure I was completely clean inside and out and began running my fingertips across my completely smooth body before drying off. Standing at the mirror again, I saw myself fully exposed. I smiled seeing the black stubble of my buzz cut bring out the blue of my eyes before moving down my pecs, past my abs to my crotch. Grabbing my junk, I felt the smooth skin of my sac gliding over my palms. “Yeh... perfect.” I grinned before running into my bedroom to grab a pair of jeans and t-shirt off the floor, slipping my bare feet into my sneakers and heading over to Doc’s. All I could think about how good my skin felt against my clothes as I made my way to Doc’s. Arriving at my destination, I turned into the long driveway... I knew his house was in one of the best areas of the city with large plots of land that allowed for privacy, but I was still impressed. I got out of my car and checked my watch as I rushed up to the door. Raising my hand to knock, the scent of my ripe t-shirt entered my nostrils. I smiled and knocked. I stood there again inhaling the ripeness, before knocking one more time... the door then opened revealing Mike. “Uh...” I stammered, not expecting to see him there. “Come on in, Sam.” he said with a slight smile as he looked me over. “Looks like you’re ready.” I stood there for a second staring at him, he looked so much like Bry... more so now when he was wearing jeans and a tight gray T-shirt. “Doc has a guest house that’s included with my job.” he told me, anticipating my question as we walked past the main part of the house into an annex. “Doc’s office is in there, he pointed. Take a seat... He won’t be long.” Walking in, I took a quick look around the room. It was old school English library style with rows and rows of leather-bound books with two chairs sitting prominently in the middle... a leather one and an upholstered one. Without a second thought, I sat in the one opposite the leather chair. It didn’t take long before Doc walked. He was also dressed like Mike... jeans and a skintight black T-shirt. As he walked over to a side table and poured a drink, my eyes were drawn to the movement of his arms and pecs. That’s when I saw he was wearing the same boots he wore during our first meeting. “10-hole Rangers,” I mumbled. "OK, Sam... ready to begin?” Doc smiled, handing me the drink and moved behind me. The first step is to sit back and let your body relax into the chair.” Sitting back, I took a sip and felt the soft cushions of the chair envelop my body as Doc’s firm hands moved over my buzzed head and grip my shoulders. “Sam, close your eyes and concentrate my voice...” he said calmly, moving his hands to my neck and began applying pressure. “Good boy. Take slow deep breaths...” I have to admit, his hands did feel good on me, and I began to sink even further into the chair as his fingers worked my neck muscles. I swear he was saying something, but I couldn’t make it out. After a few minutes, his voice slowly rose from a whisper... “Sam... I want you to know you can trust me. Do you trust me?” Without a thought, I nodded... “Yeh Doc, I trust you.” “Good boy, I want to make sure you trust me enough to do what I say so we can bring out the real you. You want that don’t you, boy?” “Yeh, Doc. I want to do what you say.” I answered, enjoying the feel of his rough hands still on my neck. “Alright boy, finish your drink now.” Without a second thought, I took the glass and downed the last of the drink in several gulps, his hands still working my neck muscles. Taking the glass from my hand, he released my neck and sat down in front of me. “Feels good to do what I tell you to do, doesn’t it boy...” I wasn’t sure if it was a question or a simple statement, but I nodded... feeling even more relaxed as he kept talking in a low deep voice which, I have to admit, was making me horny. “That’s it, boy... Just sit back and relax. That’s it. Listen to Doc... you want to obey Doc... good boy... relax...” “Yeh, obey...” I kept mumbling, as I began feeling a bit drowsy listening to his sexy voice until I couldn’t quite make out again what he was saying... I guess I must have fallen asleep because suddenly I opened my eyes, and I was alone in the room. I should have been worried, but I felt safe because I trusted Doc. For some reason, I stayed there sitting in the chair... Somehow, I knew Doc would want me to stay there. “Ah boy, you’re up...” I heard Doc say and I stood up to face him. “Yeh Doc,” I said, seeing him in a whole new light. Doc stood there, feet apart... his exposed hairy muscular chest was clad in a black leather harness... his nipples pierced with thick rings. My eyes wandered down and remained on the leather jockstrap bulging with what was obviously a thick cock. His sculpted legs were anchored in those polished boots I had kept thinking about. “10-hole Rangers.” I silently moaned. “How do you feel, Sam?” he asked, watching my reaction. “You fell asleep, so I thought I’d let you rest up before you go home... wouldn’t want you to have an accident.” “Thanks Doc. I feel great,” I said, still standing there calmly as if nothing was out of the ordinary. “How long was I asleep?” “Good to hear boy. It’s late... you’ve slept about three hours. I think you should stay here. You’d like that, right? Get comfortable.” “Yeh, Doc... I would.” I answered, feeling a deep desire to please him. Without thinking any more of it, I sat down and took off my sneakers before removing my clothes, putting them next to my sneakers and standing up at attention. “Good boy...” Doc growled, inspecting my smooth body with his hands. “Commando or jock... always.” “Yeh, Doc... always.” I repeated, standing there with my cock now at full mast from the movements of his fingertips against my freshly shaved skin. “Commando or jock.” I don’t know why I said it, yet I felt I should... but still... part of me began to wonder why I was stripped down in front of this leather god. Seeing my confusion, he again stood in front of me and held my shaved junk in his hand and squeezed. “I know, boy. But I want you to know that I held back on our session earlier this week. My job is to bring out your true self and that’s what we will do. You’ll be fully aware from this point on. Unlike most of my patients, I want you to fully accept what is going on.” I remained still... not quite understanding what he was talking about as he moved behind me and began exploring my clean, shaved hole... “Very good,” he nodded, sniffing his finger... “Fuck your dad... I was never going to do it. I see your potential, boy. So, let’s get started.” and walked over to his desk to grab something from a drawer. I remained still, the feel of his hands still fresh on my skin as I watched him pick up a glass pipe and torch. “Down boy,” he ordered, and I immediately fell to my knees... his crotch now at my eye-level. “Do you know what this is, boy?” he said, holding the pipe filled with shards of white crystals in front of his crotch. “Yeh, Doc.” I nervously answered, looking at the pipe. “But I’ve never done it.” “You trust me don’t you, boy?” he said, lighting the bowl and placing the stem at my lips before I could answer. “Open up... this will help bring out what you were meant to be. You want that, right?” “Uh huh,” I mumbled feeling the stem between my lips as he lit the torch and began to heat its contents. “Inhale boy... feel the warmth fill your lungs.” he said, looking down at me and encouraging me on. “Hold it... good now release.” I felt the thick warm cloud escape my mouth as my body began to relax before he placed the stem back in my mouth and ordered me to take another hit. “That’s my boy... you want more don’t you?” he chuckled, pulling and holding the pipe just out of reach of my lips. “Please, Doc..." I exhaled, moving forward to grasp the stem with my lips. I didn’t just want it, I felt that I needed it to please him. “Fucker...” he laughed, offering me the pipe. Taking more hits, my body began to tingle... goosebumps formed on my naked flesh as I looked up into Doc’s black eyes and felt them looking right through me. He saw the real me and I wanted to serve this man. Reaching down and grabbing my nipples, Doc smiled, “Fuck your dad...” “Fuck my dad!” I moaned, feeling his fingernails digging into them. “Gotta get these tits toughen up.” he growled, digging in deeper causing me to cry out. “Breathe boy, feel the pain.” I did the only thing I could and obeyed. I began taking deep breaths. Releasing my left tit, he grabbed his bulging crotch and ripped off the codpiece barely holding his cock and threw it across the room to reveal a thick god-like cock. “Goddamn... gonna transform you into the perfect boy.” he growled, before gripping my tit again even harder and causing me to gasp for air and slipping his cock into my mouth. “You want it don’t you... to become the perfect boy.” he said, holding my head firmly in his hands as my body was reacting to the chems now flowing through my body. “Uh huh,” I moaned as a deep hunger took over. It was all I could do to fit my lips around it, but I was determined to take it. My lips surrounded the flared ridge of his cock and started nursing on it, trying to take more and more. “Goddamn cocksucker! Show Doc how much you love cock!” he groaned, grabbing hold of my ears and pulling me into his crotch and impaling me on his cock. “That feel good boy?” he growled, holding me there before pulling me off. “Fuck yeh, Doc!” I moaned, trying to take his cock again without any force from him. I could feel him start face fucking me a couple of inches at a time... back and forth in my mouth until his movements increased. Finally, I was able to take his entire cock and I began to fill the room with my moans until his pace increased and became more erratic... I knew he was getting close. Suddenly, pulled me into his crotch as his cock swelled and I felt a torrent of hot cum spewing down my throat before he pulled back and filled my mouth, causing me to spill some on my own hard cock. That did it for me... the minute my cock felt it, I shot my own load over Doc’s boots as he rammed his cock back down my throat until the last drops seeped from his cock. Satisfied, he pulled out and I hungrily started gulping it all down. “Boy... I can’t wait to get you fully trained.” he proudly growled, standing above me and motioning to his cum covered boot. Eagerly, I placed my mouth on the boot and began lapping up my cum... the only true offering I could give of myself to this leather god. I began moving up the boot, tasting the sharpness of the boot black and covering it with my saliva. With his approval, I continued up his body, experiencing my first taste of his sweat dripping off his muscled calf until I felt his softened cock next to my cheek. “Please, Doc...” I begged, wanting to feel it in my mouth again. “You sure, boy?” he chuckled, and I nodded. “Go ahead.” I quickly took his softened cock into my mouth and began feeding... wanting to taste any remnants of his load when suddenly, I felt a trickle... Even though I knew what it was, I didn’t think about it. I realized I wanted it... It was what I was meant to do, and I started to gulp it down. Seeing my reaction, Doc held my head and stroked my face and encouraged me. “Good boy...” he said with a surprised look on his handsome face. Looking up into his eyes, I happily nodded until the flow slowed and finally stopped. Keeping some of his piss in my mouth, I sealed my lips around the shaft and began to work his cock while covering it in piss until I could feel him getting harder again. Once he was fully hard, I greedily swallowed the mouthful of piss and worked on getting another load. “Goddamn piss pig!” he groaned, starting to face fuck me again. This time, Doc was relentless and began to rapidly force his cock down my throat with every hard thrust. I was letting him use me... my mouth was just a tool to service cock... His cock. On and on he went... throat fucking my mouth until I could feel the now familiar signal his cock gave to every cocksucker lucky enough to have serviced it. With one last thrust, he again gripped my head and released a second load, and I was fed again. After releasing me, he rubbed my head approvingly and moved to his chair and sat down... “That part definitely wasn’t in the prompt.” he chuckled to himself. I remained on my knees... knowing that Doc hadn’t said otherwise. I watched him sitting there, sweat dripping from his body, and light the pipe. I moaned... Taking a long hit from the pipe, he held it prominently and so I could see it. Exhaling the thick cloud, he motioned me to come forward. Again, somehow, I knew to remain on my knees... I crawled over to him and opened my mouth. “No boy, take it.” he chuckled, “You need to practice until it’s old hat.” Nodding, I took the pipe and the torch... Listening to his instructions carefully, I lit the torch and heated the bowl... watching the crystals heat up as I rolled the bowl carefully over the flame. I started to take a hit and looked to Doc... “Bigger...” he said, and I obeyed. “Remember that feeling... how it allows you to be free to be who you were meant to be.” Doc sat there and just watched me as I took another hit... I wanted to please him... make him proud of me. After another one, he stood and took the pipe and torch from me and placed it back in the drawer. I was feeling so good. It felt like every nerve on my shaved body was on fire. I went to my grab my cock and realized it was limp. I was so horny, and I began to work on it, but it was no use. I looked up at Doc with a questioning look. “That’s enough for now, boy” he said, sizing me up and moving to a hidden closet. “Your cock won’t be in play anyway while we’re in session.” Releasing my cock, I sighed as the immense hunger for his cock continued. “Next step...” he told me, holding up a black leather jockstrap. “Commando or jock... always.” Seeing the leather jockstrap, my eyes lit up. I couldn’t take my eyes off it as he told me to get up. Handing it to me, I took it my trembling hands and felt the supple leather before putting it on and letting out a soft moan. “Thanks, Doc!” I grinned, feeling the pouch enveloping my limp cock and balls... the scent of the leather filled my nostrils. “You’re welcome, boy...” Doc chuckled approvingly, grabbing my junk and adjusting it, causing my cock to swell a bit. “Better.” Next, Doc pulled out a harness and held it to my pecs. “Fuck yes...” I sighed, looking pleadingly into Doc’s eyes and raised my arms above me. Placing the straps over my shoulders, he moved even closer... his cock now in my face. I opened my mouth to kiss it before he stepped back and out of my reach. Motioning me to rise, he began pulling the wide leather straps forward... “Deep breath,” he ordered, and I inhaled, causing my pecs to rise... He connected the straps tightly to the O ring, pushing my pecs upwards and emphasizing the workout I had done earlier in the day. As I stood there looking down and feeling the tautness of the leather harness over my smooth skin, Doc dropped a pair of boots in front of me with a pair of yellow socks sticking out. “Go on, boy... try them on.” he chuckled. “The socks are a last-minute thing.” Dropping to the hard-wood floor, I pulled the boots over my feet now covered in yellow, and carefully laced them... making sure the ladder was perfect. I stood up again and smiled... never wondering why they were a perfect fit. Everything so far just felt so right. “10-hole Rangers...” I grinned, seeing Doc now holding a piece of leather in his hands. I grew silent seeing him walk towards me... I knew what I needed to do... I fell to my knees before him. Leaning in and looking directly into my eyes, he carefully slid the collar around my neck and secured it. “Fuck yeh...” I trembled, feeling the tightness of the collar. My cock began to stir from the feel and scent of the leather. I quicky inhaled the mixture of the leather gear and our now sweat covered bodies. I looked up to the man that had done this. Doc stood there admiring me and surveying my transformation. “Go on... have a look.” he said, gripping his cock and motioning to a full-length mirror against the far wall. I got up, made my way to the other side of the room and encountered a reflection of a geared-up leather boy... just like the ones that had begun to fill my jack-off fantasies in the last week. My hands moved across my pecs, feeling the tight leather straps against my freshly shaved skin. Looking down, I saw the pouch of my jockstrap growing as the leather encompassing my junk began to mold to it. Tracing the edges of my cock on the leather, I groaned... “Shit yeh! Doc,” I grinned, looking up at Doc’s reflection as he stood behind me. “Commando or jock... leather jock!” “That’s right, boy... leather jock.” he said, wrapping his arm around me and handing me a freshly packed pipe. “Fuck me!” I growled, taking a long deep hit as I felt fingers spreading my ass cheeks. “That’s the plan, boy.” he snarled, grabbing my head to face him and placing his lips close to mine... “I’ve been wanting to feel that cunt of yours wrapped around my cock since the minute I saw you.” “Yeah, Doc... cunt... fuck my cunt.” I begged, sending the cloud directly into his mouth as he began to stroke and tease my cunt. I pushed back against his thickening cock, the hunger increasing again... I desperately wanted it. Suddenly, his boots spread my legs apart and fell forward on my knees. Instinctively, I shifted my weight to my hands and arched my back to expose my cunt. I felt his cool finger probing my cunt... this time it slipped in easily. First one then a second... Must be lubed, I thought. Moaning, I raised my hips only to feel a burning sensation flow inward. I began to struggle but Doc held me firm... “Be still, boy... relax... That’s the tina in the lube you’re feeling.” he grunted, feeling my cunt tighten. “Yeh, Doc...” I responded, gritting my teeth as he pressed his cock and slid it in. “Shit!” I grunted, feeling the pain which only lasted a moment. The rush from the chems took over and I adjusted to the fat cock invading my cunt. He pressed on, easing the shaft into me until he hit my prostate... “Fuck me!” I cried out, falling to my elbows as pulsing of my cunt spread through my entire body. At this point, all I could do was to concentrate on my cunt... Doc continued, easing his in a bit more... my cunt pulsing against his shaft. Pushing it in further, he then pulled back then a bit deeper. “That’s it, boy... take Doc’s cock.” I was going crazy, feeling his invading cock going deeper and deeper so I pushed back to urge him on... “Give it to me, Doc!” I cried out, my hands now gripped tightly into balls. That did it! With one final shove, he buried the entire length inside me, and I felt his crotch scratching against my ass cheeks... I growled, feeling completely full. I began to pull back and push forward on his cock... “Yeah?” Doc growled, starting to pick up the pace. “Goddamn, boy... you’re loving this aren’t ya?” “Fuck yeh!” I grunted, “Fucking need it, Doc... fuck your boy!” Doc then began to really pound my cunt, “Yeah... my boy” he hissed, placing his entire weight on me... sinking his cock into the deepest reaches of my cunt and forcing me to the floor. I could feel the heat of his shaft in me as he took final possession of me... his boy. I bucked against him clenching my cunt around his cock... the fuck continued. I could feel both the metal and leather of his harness and the straps of my harness scraping against my back. Shoving deeply, he went to my shoulder and sank his teeth into my skin. “FUCK!” I cried out, feeling the pain move down my back and land in my cunt as the pace of our fucking increased. With every plunge, my body moved... taking it... gripping his cock... grunting and moaning for more. Deeper and deeper he fucked me as my body reached a new level of hunger and I kept urging him on. “Goddamn cunt!” Doc kept saying, pounding me again and again. I kept at it... opening myself to his steel hard cock and I kept begging for more.... I needed it to be complete. I continued milking his cock as we became nothing but a pair of rutting animals. I didn’t want it to end but I began to feel his cock begin to swell even more... I urged him on and on, with a final thrust, he sank so deep into me that I felt I was going to be split apart. “GODDAMN CUNT!” He yelled again... his body going rigid, and I felt the hot eruption from his balls deep in my cunt before he collapsed on me. We stayed like that for a bit... our sweaty bodies dripping onto the wooden floor as the scent of our therapy session filled the air until Doc lifted his body off me and pulled out. Letting out a soft whine, I gripped at his softening cock, not wanting to release it. Now empty, I turned to face Doc. God, he was even more handsome... his sweat covered body glistened as he sat back, his legs spread wide... hands behind on the floor behind him. “Shit yeh,” I growled, crawling to him and taking his cock back in my mouth and I began to clean it. “Good, boy... remember,” Doc purred, running his hands over my sweaty head... “and taste your cunt.” Those words suddenly opened up my mind. I began to remember more details... Doc had me strip down as I told him all about Bry... I now remembered telling him about how good it felt when Bry took charge and started calling me a cocksucker. I remember him asking me if I was hard and I dropped the pillow and unzipped my shorts to expose my hard cock to show him. And then another memory hidden deep in my subconscious appeared! Mike had walked at that point and took off his clothes, exposing a beautifully hard shaved body. Mike looked to Doc who nodded, and he dropped to his knees, making his way towards me and took my hard cock in his mouth. As I continued my story to Doc, Mike began to suck and finger my cunt as I went on to describe Bry’s load exploding in my mouth. Only this time, I now knew that at that very moment I had shot a load into Mike’s mouth. Sitting back, Mike looked so much like Bry that I dropped down and began to make out with him. I could hear Doc laughing as Mike's tongue pushed the cum into my mouth. Afterwards, I sat back in the chair and moaned... remembering how Bry’s load tasted in my mouth. Mike sat back for a minute, watching me before looking in Doc’s direction. Given permission, he stood and got dressed without a word between them and left. “Zip up boy...” Doc commanded and all I could remember after that was him giving me instructions on how to be a good boy. I should have been scared and angry, but I wasn’t, and I continued servicing his cock. This was the way it was meant to be... I remained on Doc’s cock even after feeding on the last of his cum and my cunt juices. Noticing, Doc straightened up and held my chin as I let his cock rest on my tongue. He spoke proudly... “You do realize, boy... piss wasn’t part of your therapy.” Releasing his cock, I smiled... “I guess I do, Doc...” before going back to his cock to wait for another load of piss.

— Chris (dad) flashback I had always been a good Christian man, I waited till marriage, treated my son and wife well and made sure to go to church every day. That’s where I met Andrew. Andrew was a huge man, probably around 6’2 with a well muscled body, not of a body builder but more like someone who had done a lot of physical labor. He had his ears pierced and what looked like the holes for septum and lip piercings as well. He had tattoos on his hands and neck which lead me to assume that he had them all over his body. His type weren’t unheard of at the church, convicts who had found the lord in prison or the like. I was not given any details, but my priest asked me to help him adjust to the church and community. We first met over lunch where he told me that he was from New York. At some point we got onto the topic of his muscles. He offered to show me the ropes at the gym because I was on the scrawny side. When I saw him at the gym the next morning I was struck. He was wearing only a tight white tank top and running shorts. His body was covered in hair and tattoos and I could see his huge bulge. “Hey there chris you alright buddy” he asked “Yeah fine” I said shaking myself “Well let’s get to work then” he said slapping my ass as we walked inside the gym. Two hours later I was exhausted. “Wow I didn’t know I could be so tired” I said “Yeah I like to get nice and sore before work every morning” Andrew responded We were making our way over to the locker room when I saw that they were closed with an out of order sign. “Damn guess I’m gonna have to shower at home” Andrew said “Shit I don’t have time to go home and shower before work” I added “You’re welcome to come shower at mine Chris” Andrew responded “That would be great” As I walked into Andrew’s apartment I realized it was a lot nicer than I thought. I guess I had assumed he would live somewhere trashy but his apartment looked newly made and decorated. “Fuck” Andrew groaned taking off his sweaty tank top. “ I’ve only got one shower so I hope you don’t mind doubling up, don’t worry it’s plenty big” “Oh ok” I said as he pulled off his shorts revealing an overfull dirty jockstrap. “I’m gonna grab some water you go get it started, it’s just through the bedroom” Andrew said as he walked to the fridge I went through his bedroom into the bathroom and was surprised to find a full walk in shower with several shower heads and attachments. I nervously striped as I thought about all the other times I’d been naked with other guys. It had never phased me before, why now. After I pulled the last of my clothes off I was reminded why I was nervous as Andrew came into the bathroom. I realized that both of his nipples were pierced with large thick crescents. He smirked at me as he pulled off his jockstrap revealing a 7 inch flaccid cock with a giant piercing. It was resting on equally huge balls that swung as he walked. “You like what you see Chris” Andrew said as he grabbed my rock hard 7 inch cock “ha look you hard is the same as me soft, though I’m still thicker” “Um no im not gay” I stuttered out “Sure you aren’t” Andrew said as he bent down invading my mouth with his tongue. At the same time he slid one of his fingers into my asshole. I had never felt like this and began moaning into Andrew’s mouth as he pulled away. “Get in the shower now whore” he ordered to which I mindlessly followed “Bend over” he said as he pushed me down so my head was against the wall of the shower. “Now I’m going to clean you out, hold until I tell you to let go” Andrew said as he inserted something I couldn’t see into my hole. I felt a sudden pressure and fullness as my stomach began to fill. Andrew pulled the nozzle out of me and began pushing on my hairy gut. As he pushed I couldn’t help myself and let go releasing all the water. “I didn’t say let go faggot!” He screamed as he grabbed my balls and squeezed hard. I was hit with a shocking pain but all I could do was moan. “ oh do you like that slut” Andrew said as he guided me out of the shower. Once we were out he pushed me to my knees where I was met face to face with his massive cock. It had grown to about 9 inches and still was only semi hard. “I think you know what to do," he said as his piercing touched my lips.

Last weekend, I was visiting a bathhouse to pleasure as many men as possible. The sling in the basement is where I enjoyed my last loads. I honestly didn’t care who was breeding me as I also love anonymous bb sex. It didn’t take long before the first one mounted me and plunged deep and holding his cock in me. As he felt me relax he began his deep thrusts and with in minutes I could feel his girth growing and stretching me. What a feeling!! He powerfully unloaded his seed in me as quickly as he had started. God it felt good to be his raw cum dump. I ended up with 6 anon loads that night. Very hot considering I hate prep and only take raw loads. Oink

I went down to Vault on one of the naked Thursdays, looking for a good long night, and definitely found it! I arrived around 6, you can catch the end of the afternoon crowd and get a few loads before Naked kicks in. So got undressed, and went into the main room, naked, with others clothed, wandering around, makes me super horny! I climbed onto the soft bench space, pushed my ass out and waited. Of course I was so horny I could help but finger my ass as I waited, which I had pre lubed. Quite a lot of people milling around, a few strokes, and quite quickly I can see a guy shifting in behind me. I hear him unzip, a finger circles my slick hole, I hear a sigh of satisfaction and he pushes his cock in. Its about average, perfect for the first fuck, and he is hard as nails. I lean back to get him fully in and he responds, pushing hard, and we find a good rhythm as I push back against his thrusts, feeling him fill me up. IN no time he is groaning, pulsating and blasting me with my first load! As he slips out, some cum dribbles out and I can’t help but finger my now cum sloppy hole. The scene has clearly excited some else, and an older guy comes over, and starts fingering my hole. He rubs the cum around the hole, gently pushing his finger in, loosening me up. I groan, it feels so good, that sense of a first load giving you a sticky cumhole, and the expectation of the next fuck. Once he has played around for a few minutes his finger leaves and he presses his face against my hole, licking the cum. So good! Warm and bristly, he prepares my hole. A few minutes of him slurping, and rubbing his cock and he then stands up and thrusts straight in. I gasp and lean by hips back, opening my ass and resting my head in my hands as I can feel he is really going to work my hole. We set up a rhythm, as he gently slides in, holds and out, I am opening my hole to feel him more fully, and push the cum onto his cock. His fucking is perfect, gentle nudging of the hole, his head teasing me, then sliding in fully. It feels so good, I reach back and feel his balls and the cum around my hole. I love feeling the cock with my fingers, slipping over his hard cock as he slides in and out, the cummy stickiness around it and his tight balls. This slow gentle and fulfilling fuck goes on for maybe 10’, it really is perfect and I rest my head on the cushion, lean back and use my arse to open and close around his thrust. Gradually he speeds up, he starts to groan loudly and with my hand sliding under I can feel his balls tighten. He thrusts one last time, spasms four or five times and leans onto me. We rest a short while and then he cock softening, he slowly slides out and I catch a nice gob of cum dribbling off his cock. He pats me, whispers thanks, and heads out. I get a few more cocks before seven, when they call everyone to get leave or get naked. At this point the place is filling up with more and more naked bodies and hard cocks. Typically, it slows down, you can see people wandering around, checking each other out, seeing what is on offer. My arse is nicely sticky, there is cum on the cushion under my hips and as people walk by I clench and unclench my hole, hopefully a signal that I am ready, and can promise a good fuck. I love this early anticipatory sense of possibilities, how many cocks, how many loads, it heightens my sluttiness. People fingering, pausing, slapping my ass as they circulate. And by the end of the evening I will have taken at least 10 loads, and maybe had 20 fucks in the 4 hours. I won’t go into all the details, but a few highlights There is a guy, who over the night fucks me maybe four times. His cock isn’t big, and he wears a condom (except the last time, as ever!). But he has the beautiful slow penetration, a slow bottoming out and he moves his cock inside me pushing the sides, exploring. He pulls out and teases my hole and it feels so good I really relax into his style. Of course the last time, he pulls of the condom, speeds up, moans and moans and rabbit fucks me for about a minute before holding my hips tight, pushing his pelvis hard against me and shooting deep inside. There is always going to be the pump and dump guy. Its about half way through the evening, probably 4 or 5 loads in. I am kneeling down, looking between my legs to see guys shuffle by. I must have been recently fucked as I remember this young, thick legged guy with a wide long cock. I fingered my hole, scooped up some of the cum and pushed it in. He moved quickly, stroking his cock and then just rammed it in, deep and hard. It took my breath away, but I opened up, thrust back and over the next 5 minutes we hammered each other hard before he stopped, deep inside and unloaded. His cock, still hard, slipped out and he disappeared into the crowd. I love a pump and dump! During a series of fucks a young guy, maybe 20, got on the cushions, lifted my head up and waved his semi hard cock in my face. It was a thing of beauty, thick, maybe 7 or 8 inches, a perfect cock. I swallowed it, and slurped invitingly, as he thrust in and out my mouth. He lifted my head and kissed, we snogged passionately, and then again he pushed me down to his cock, me sucking again and then again snogging hard, frenzied. I dropped my head and licked his nipples. He jumped off the cushion, stroked his cock and got behind me. I shuffled back and opened my legs wider, pushing back and opening up. He grabbed my hips and slammed in, his cock stiffening and hardening as he thrust in and out. It was frenzied, like his kissing and I opened up fully, let him feel the cum, thrust back hard to meet his thrusts in. I was clenching as he pulled out, to keep him in, and opening up as he pushed back in to invite that cock to really go deep. This young buck kept it up for maybe 10 minutes before finally pushing one more time in, his cock hardened, I could feel the base with my hand, pulsating and shooting his cum deep inside. An older guy, tall, skinny cam behind me. Another guy next to him was encouraging him “breed him, breed the slut!” I opened my legs wider, dropped my hips to let him know I was up for this – though the quantity of cum around my hole, on the cushion, was testimony enough. He had a nice cock, may 6”, curved down with a plump mushroom head. He pushed in semi-hard and I opened to accommodate him. He stopped and stayed, deep inside. I clenched and unclenched to get him harder. I reached back and stroked his balls, feeling the stickiness around them from my hole. It got him harder and he started to lean in to fuck me, his cock moving nearly all the way out, the mushroom head nestling against my hole, and then pushing hard and deep inside me, the squelch of my hole audible. He continued this for maybe 10’, pulled out, and I could see him shuffle to the guy next to me, also bent over. I leaned back and could feel the thrusts he was giving this other bottom, next to me. I was still enjoying the aftermath of his first assault, and fingered my hole, pushing out some of the spunk. He probably fucked the other guy for 5’, and then, maybe my obvious horniness drew him back, but his cock, now harder, pushed once more into my hole. He was on his last thrusts, the guy next to him was encouraging him – “breed him!”. He leant in, tensed and shot deep, then pulled his cock out. I put my hand under my balls and felt him spurt one more time onto my ass, onto my hand. Bliss! I left around 10, 4 hours of fucking, 10 or so loads, a full and happy hole! Vault definitely delivered!

This depraved faggot received a message on SD from Jacob. Jacob is a masculine black male DOM, 6’4”, about 185, 8 inches cut. He was looking for a white full-on sub, faggot cumdump he could use, abuse, fuck hard and breed. This could be a one time thing, or ongoing. Ongoing could mean being whored out to others. I'm a gray haired, blue eyed, white male, 65 years old, sub, 5'11", 220lbs, average build, 4" cocklet, with large balls. He wanted me naked, with the exception of my metal chastity cage with urethral insert, with a ready body, mouth and cleaned out & lubed ass-cunt. We discussed what might or might not happen in our "session." We made arrangements to meet up at his place during the day for a session. I arrived as he was walking down the hallway of his condo building. We exchanged pleasantries. Once inside his condo I asked if I could use his restroom. He pointed to the room and said, “All yours.” I went in and stripped in the bathroom. Last quick check to make sure my cunt was ready for a pounding. I pulled my large butt-plug out of my ass and pushed more lube up inside. When I exited the bathroom he was in his bedroom naked on the bed, looking at his cell phone. He was a handsome man, muscled ripped gym body, and a huge thick flaccid Cock between his legs. He told me to come into his bedroom. He had me display my body to him. Front facing him, hands interlocked behind my head, feet wide apart. He took a picture of me with his phone. "I'm going to record this session" he stated. I have my phone here and several cameras in the room. "You want this today, right?" he asked me. "Yes, Sir" I replied. "You want me to use and abuse you for my amusement and pleasure, then fuck you raw, and breed you, right?" "Yes, Sir" "There will be no safe word, no stopping, once we start. And you are a consenting piece of shit, willing to endure whatever I dish out. Right?" "Yes, Sir" He got up and walked over to his dresser and picked up a heavy chain collar and leash. He put the chain collar around my neck and buckled and locked it into place. The cold metal made me shiver. He grabbed the leash and yanked on it hard. I felt the collar dig into my flesh around my neck. He snapped a picture. Then he picked up a pair of metal hand-cuffs, walked behind me and took each hand down from behind my head and locked them behind my lower back. Another picture was taken. He stepped in front of me again. Looking deep in my eyes. He grabbed a handful of my hair and started smacking my face with his open hand. Softly at first, but progressively harder. Palm side to my left cheek, backhand to my right cheek. My checks stung and reddened. "Open your mouth." I opened my mouth dutifully, and he spit into my mouth several times. Then stuck three of his long fingers in my mouth. "Suck my fingers fag." I started sucking his long fingers as he began to finger fuck my mouth for a few minutes. He pushed deeper and deeper making me gag and retch as he reached further back into my throat. " He reached over to the dresser again and came back with a ball gag. I could tell this wasn't new, but had obviously been used many times before with different subs. He shoved the ball gag into my mouth and locked it behind my head. The taste of the used ball gag was putred. "That will keep you somewhat quiet." Another picture was snapped on his phone. Then he reached down and pinched my nips. Easy at first but then harder and harder making me cringe and my knees buckle, moaning into the ballgag. He reached over to the dresser and picked up a crop / flogger. He started beating my nipples with the flogger. The pain was intense, making me scream into the ballgag. My nips throbbed when he stopped. Another picture capturing his handy work. He picked up a pair of nipple clamps from the dresser. They were the Japanese type with a heavy chain between them. He grabbed each reddened nipple and applied a clamp to them, and then dropped the heavy chain. The pain was well beyond intense. It felt like my nipples were being ripped from my body. Another snapped picture. He looked down at my caged cocklet and balls and laughed. "You should go to a Doctor and have these surgically removed fag. They are of no use to you. You don't need a cock to piss from, nor balls to produce sperm." He grabbed my balls in his muscled hand and squeezed them tightly and yanked down on them. The pain was immediate. I screamed into the ball gag and my knees buckled. He picked up the crop / flogger and began beating my balls harder and harder. My balls tried despirately to retreat but were trapped in the chastity cage with nowhere to go. My knees gave way and I crumbled to the ground. "Get up fag! Get your faggot ass up and present yourself to me!" In deep pain I forced myself up and presented my self appropriately. He then kicked me in the balls with his foot. The smack was thunderous and the result was me crumbling to the floor again. Jacob started kicking me, yelling at me to "Get the fuck up bitch." This was repeated so many times I lost count. He then instructed me to turn around. He smacked my ass checks playfully at first, but then with more force. He kept smacking each side with his bare hand, harder and harder. The clamps and heavy chain on my nipples started swaying with the beating I was taking. My balls were throbbing, and the movement didn't help abate the pain. He then had me bend over at the waist and rest my head and neck on the bed. He retrieved a big wooden paddle and renewed the beating of my ass cheeks. The pain was so intense. I screamed into the ballgag and bed. He stopped and started rubbing and kneeding my ass. A few pics were snapped. I felt his fingers probe into my ass-crack. Jacob released one of my hands from the hand-cuffs. He instructed me to present my asshole to him. Pulling my ass cheeks apart showing him my ass-cunt. Then he told me to put my fingers in my cunt with both hands and hold my hole open for him. He kept imploring me to open wider and wider. More pictures. Then he spit into my open ass-cunt several times. One was a big luggy he coughed up. He pushed his own fingers into my cunt and probed around. First two or three fingers, then four and his thumb. He started pushing with his entire hand trying to get it into my ass. Unfortunately, his hand was too large and my ass-cunt too small to take him fully. He then relocked my hands in the cuffs & removed the ball-gag. He then reclined on his bed with his legs open. He instructed me to suck his cock. I crawled to him across the bed and began sucking his cock. What a wonderfully magnificent BBC it was. He grew harder, thicker, and longer with my faggot mouth going up and down on his cock. Pics were taken of me servicing him with my mouth. He grabbed his ballsack and had me suck and service them as well. He grabbed my ears and head and started skull fucking my cunt mouth, going down farther and farther until I was gagging. He was really enjoying the use of my mouth. My tits were continuing to be abused by the clamps and chain. My ass cheeks were on fire. He turned over and presented his ass to me. I dutifully started tounguing his ass crack and ass-hole. Probing deep with my toungue. His taste was musky, like he hadn't showered all day, and had possibly taking a dump recently. He got up and grabbed the ball gag and put it back in place. Suddenly he wanted me on all fours, ass up head down. Without any prep – bam his entire BBC was in my hole balls deep, pounding my cunt open. The initial pain was intense. He kept altering my position then pounding away. He grabbed the leash on the collar and used it to move and position me to his liking. For two solid hours he fucked my cunt until it was wide open. When he would pound against my prostrate I would shake and spasm. Then he would fuck me so deep I knew he was at the turn in my colon – god damn that hurt. Finally he kept fucking my prostrate so hard until my cunt orgasmed around his cock four times, my cocklet dribbled out my pathetic cum from the tip of the cage uretheral plug. Then Jacob blew his load in my cunt, flooding me with his cum. He pulled out, unbuckled and removed the ball gag and instructed me to clean him. I cleaned his cock, balls with my faggot mouth tasting his cum and my ass juices. He had me cleanup my dribble mess from his sheets. Jabob grabbed the leash on the collar and forced me to follow him to the bathroom. He instructed me to kneel in the tub and open my fag mouth. I did as instructed and received his golden flow, in my mouth, on my head, hair, face, swallowing as quickly as possible. He stopped his flow and had me turn and present my well fucked and open ass to him. He filled my ass-cunt with his remaining piss. He asked me if I had brought my ass-plug as instructed. I said yes and showed it to him. He took my large butt plug and shoved into my cunt, “that will keep my seed and piss in you.” "Clean my Cock." I sucked and licked his wonderful cock and balls clean. Jacob removed the collar and leash, hand-cuffs, and finally the nipple clamps! Oh my God I thought I would die from the intense pain. Then he said, “Okay faggot I'm done with you. No shower, no towel, just get dressed and get the fuck out.” I was still dripping in his piss. I hurriedly got dressed, my clothes wicking up the piss on my body, and exited his place. The entire time I was walking to my car I was sure people were staring at me. All the way home I could smell Jacob, his cock, balls, cum, piss. My nipples were still screaming each time I moved, or my shirt brushed against them. My ass cheeks were burning, my neck and wrists were red, my balls were sore, my well fucked ass-cunt hummed.

You are correct. Even if they are using the doxycycline as PrEP (taking it before the sex event), the drug in their system will not kill the bacteria from the infected top's load, just prevent it from establishing a foothold.* So if the bacteria escapes their system into some other top's urethra, it could find a suitable environment to take hold. * In technical terms, doxycycline (like many other commonly used antibiotics) is bacteriostatic - it prevents bacteria from growing - as opposed to bacteriocidal, which would actually kill bacteria.

Here's mine. I keep it shaved usually.

(unaware model hot) guy from Fabguys. First message to balls deep in 30 minutes - he was slightly tweaked , but hit just made him more filthy. I had a dildo , fist and a bottle up him before I fucked him and put several spurts of my creamy Daddy jizz in his boy ass. Left him with it dribbling out of his ass.

Two days ago, I notice my back passenger side tire needed some air after I clock out of work. It was 12:50 in the morning. I head to the gas station to get air for the tire. There was another person using the air pump station. When the driver left I notify the clerk to turn on. I didn’t realize the first station has a button to turn on. But I went back to notify the clerk attendant inside to turn on. The customer inside talking to the clerk went out to help me. He was an “straight” tall guy type of guy. He stood about 5’10” tall, stocky muscle build. Clean cut Puerto Rican man. I was secretly finding him attractive. He talked to me while helping check the tire. Out of nowhere he asked me if I was into guys. I was caught off guard. I said yes to him. He said to me: “You think you wanna fool around? That should be plenty of air for the tire. Let just drive over the other end of the block. No one can’t see us. It late night anyways” I replied “Sure, would love to…” I followed him and parked next to him. He got into my car. Unzipped and he let me sucked. I was in pure heaven. His cock was big and thick. I sucked him eagerly. He moaned a lot. I went down to the base of his cock. His cock smelled musky. I moaned back. To show I was enjoying him. He blurted out “You like my dick? You never had anyone big like mine?” I cooed with a yes. I really enjoyed his cock. I kept deep throating him. He was enjoying it. He said he wanted to fuck me. He ordered me to take off my pants. He spit on my hole and slid with one stroke. I yelped in pain. But I was enjoying his cock. I panted so much. I told him he making me feel in heat. He fucked me mercifully doggie style. Slapping my ass and grabbing my cheeks. Gripping my hips firmly. I kept moaning. I bucked back into his thrust each moment. I clench on his cock to let him know I wanted him badly. He gripped my hair and my neck and cum inside me loud. He slid out and we both notice my car was all fogged up. We both laugh. We didn’t notice it was 2:50 AM in the morning. I cleaned out the windows. Holding in his cum as I cleaned the windows. He was satisfied and wanted more next time. We exchanged numbers and parted our way to home. That was the first time I have ever had a man that I never met talked to me out bluntly of my sexuality. And wanted some action. 😄

I’m a top. My views on chastity have evolved over time. There are some beginner fags who want to go right into chastity. They want to use it as a crutch to demonstrate their submissiveness. Real bottoms know that the sub service attitude and hunger for a top’s load comes from within. It’s in your heart. A real fag has that service desire baked into the cake. A true sub bottom knows that there is only one cock that matters: his breeder’s cock. if you have that service desire and you want to use chastity to enhance the natural drive you have within you to service men and take our loads? Good. Do chastity. if you don’t have that fag desire in your heart, chastity cannot teach that.

As we say down south here.....Oh honey, bless your heart. I'd go through this piece by piece but it's such a delusional screed it's not worth it. The president has literally zero to do with insurance costs, and if your taxes went up, it was either state/local taxes (again, the president doesn't control those) or you made more money, because there have been NO income tax increases under Biden whatsoever. Gas prices, again, aren't set by the president, and they respond almost entirely to supply and demand. Even oil company executives will tell you that federal drilling policy has almost nothing to do with gas prices in this country. Crime cannot be "1000% lower" because "100%" lower means eliminated entirely. In point of fact, most crime has been dropping, and people's perception of crime is skewed because social media and sensationalist news sites play up crime for ratings and clicks. Both crime overall and violent crime in particular are lower. Moreover, Republicans love to tout high crime rates in big, Democratic-led cities, but the truth is that red-state crime (in places like, say, Mississippi) are double that of big cities like Chicago and New York. And as for the military equipment - in order to have left "trillions" in military equipment (presumably in Afghanistan), he would have had to have left behind nearly three years' worth of the ENTIRE military budget - including salaries, health care costs, etc. - but all in equipment; or in other words, about 10 YEARS' worth of ALL equipment purchases. If we take big-ticket items like aircraft carriers and such out of the picture (because we sure as hell didn't leave those behind), you're saying that we left behind about 35 YEARS' worth of purchases of military equipment in that country. That's bullshit. We don't even have that much stuff in total around the world. Look, I get it - you like the wannabe dictator, so fine, vote for him if you insist. Just try to come up with more credible lies, because right now, this is just pathetic.

My mom and I lived in the house I grew up in after my parents divorced. The original thought was after I graduated high school I would go off to college, but sometimes life happens and plans get delayed or changed all together. After high school I decided to take a year off of my education and do some local work project to build up some cash reserves. Thinking back now, I am so glad I did. The summer after high school our neighbors, an elderly couple, decided to downsize and sell their home. I recall seeing a moving truck there one day, but was too busy to see the new home owners. A few days later I was doing some yard work outside, mind you it was summer and pretty warm, so I was already sweating and thirsty. I didn't hear anyone approach, but soon I heard someone asking, "excuse me". I looked up to find this very attractive man, probably late fifties, standing beside me with a cold beverage in his hand. "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. My name is Jake, I just moved in next door and wanted to come introduce myself. I saw you outside working hard and I thought you might need a cold drink". Jake extended the drink out to me. "Thank you" is all I could say as I accepted the cold cup full of iced tea. Jake stuck out his hand, "and you are?". I took the cup away quickly, "sorry. Tim, great to meet you". I grabbed Jake's hand. Jake held my hand a little longer than necessary and I quickly got a sense of his strength and the length of his hand. "Good to meet you Tim. It seems you take great care of your yard, that is admirable", Jake said. I chucked, "I try, but this is my mom's place and when I finally leave home for college she might have to actually hire someone to do what I do for free." "How long until you are off to college?" Jake asked. "Not until next summer. I decided to take a year off and work". "Smart thinking" Jake said. "If you need some more work to do, please let me know. I don't really have time to maintain the yard, house, and pool." "I would love to help out, thank you for asking" I said. Jake said he would pay me, which I tried to talk him out of, but he wasn't having any part of it. "You can of course use the pool whenever you want, added perk", Jake said. "Oh man, you have a deal then" I handed the cup back to Jake and thanked him. "Why don't you come over tomorrow and I can show you around. You can swim if you want to and then maybe get started the day after? How does that sound?" Jake asked "I will see you tomorrow then, and thank you again Jake, looking forward to it. I said as we waved and Jake walked back to his house. The next day, in the late morning, I strolled over to Jake's. I decided to wear my swimsuit to let Jake know I was still interested in swimming. Just my swimsuit and a tshirt. I knocked and waited just a minute. Jake answered the door, swinging it open, "Hi Tim, great to see you". Jake was wearing a tight tank top, and very loose gym shorts. "Please come in" he said while waving me inside. Jake's house was very well decorated, with a lot of plants and sunshine, and very clean I noticed. I liked that and took note to keep it that way if I was ever around by myself. "You have a beautiful home Jake, thank you for inviting me over". I said. "No worries, hopefully you will be here a lot more helping me out, so please get comfortable and make yourself at home. I just finished up some work and was going to head out to check on the pool. wanna join me?". "that would be great". Jake led me through the kitchen to a patio door leading out back and the pool area. It was gorgeous, a bunch of plant life along with a nice medium sized pool. There were lounge chairs all around, great for sunning, I was jealous. I know how I would like to spend my days, here sunning. "There is another door to the patio", Jake pointed, "that leads to my bedroom", he paused for effect. "let me show you the pool equipment and then you can swim all you want. I am going to lay out and get some sun if you don't mind". "no of course not, it is your pool." I laughed. "besides a swim and sun sounds great, perfect weather". "The equipment is over this way." Around a corner, hidden behind a walled in area was the pump, filter, chemicals, and equipment. A very easy setup and system it seemed. "Easy enough. I can come by every other day, if that is ok with you". "sure, that works great. now for that swim. There are towels in that cabinet there and I will be right back", Jake said and walked towards his bedroom door. I got a towel, dropped it on one of the lounge chairs, and took off my shirt. I slowly got in and did a few laps as the water was very refreshing from the warm summer day. I didn't notice that Jake had returned, but when I looked up he was adjusting the lounger next to where I had dropped by shirt and towel. Jake was wearing bikini swim trunks now, which didn't leave much to the imagination. Jake finished adjusting his chair and turned to face the pool. I immediately noticed the outline of his cock, he seemed to be semi hard or very big while soft. My eyes were stuck on the front of his shorts, and I am sure Jake noticed. "how is the water Tim?" I quickly looked up at Jake, "water is great, thank you." Jake sat down on his lounger and started to get comfortable. "Tim, if you need anything please let me know, drinks or anything. I am going to get close my eyes for a bit". He started to spray on some sunscreen, "I fucking hate tan lines so try hard not to get them. I prefer an all over tan to avoid them". I think I knew what Jake meant, he liked to tan completely naked. I got out of the pool and quickly looked around, the backyard and pool were not visible by any of the neighbors, as the walls were a little higher than normal and all of the vegetation. "Do you ever tan naked Jake?" I asked quietly, not sure who could hear. Jake replied, "I love laying out naked, that is what I do when alone or company that thinks the same way. Tan lines are sexy in some situations, but not for me." I hesitated to ask what he meant by "in some situations", but I didn't. Instead I assured Jake that he should do whatever he normally would, about laying out naked. "Are you sure Tim?", Jake asked. "Sure, I don't mind at all" I replied. Jake responded "great" and stood to slowly remove his bikini swim suit. I did nothing but stare, how could I not? When Jake pulled the front down over this cock, I could then see that he was definitely soft at first, because now he seemed to be growing, and growing quick. Jake's cock was beautiful; uncut, veiny, and big balls. Jake stood up right fully now, with his dick swinging a little. "Thank you Tim, that feels much better." Jake sat back down on his chair, leaned back with his eyes closed and adjusted his cock in front of me. "Tim, if you want to lay out naked, it is alright with me", Jake said without looking at me. I started to get out of the pool and head for my lounge chair, quickly so Jake couldn't see that I was aroused. I quickly got my shorts off and laid on my stomach. "I love the heat on my body", Jake said. He looked over at me and said, "Tim you might get burnt on your ass, would you like some sunscreen?" "Yes, thank you. I hadn't thought about that". Jake sat up on his chair and took a tube of sunscreen, squirted some into the palm of his hand, then started rubbing it around my ass, from my lower back down along my inner thighs. He seemed to pay a lot of attention to patting my ass cheeks then sliding his hand through my crack, which was now aching. "I think I have most of it, but maybe just a little more to be sure", Jake said. "ok" is all I could get out. After another squirt into Jake's hand, I felt him applying the lotion again. Now I felt both of his hands on my ass, kneeding my ass cheeks and rubbing in the lotion. I felt him use both of his hands and pull my ass apart then releasing my cheeks. Jake said quietly, "fucking nice. you are definitely taken care of now". He patted my ass and adjusted to lay back down. As I turned to thank Jake I could see his cock was very hard now, his foreskin pulled back tight over the head of what looked like a wet tip. I stared at his big cock but murmured, "thank you". "Anytime, as you noticed, I enjoyed it tremendously". Jake said "um, I can see that". Jake propped himself up on an elbow and asked, "does it bother you that I got excited?" Finally I took my eyes off of his cock and looked at him in the face. "Absolutely not, the opposite really". Maybe that was too much information. Jake just smiled at me for a while and laid back down, "good" is all he said. He didn't soften at all, but rather seemed to get even bigger....or thicker. After a few minutes of silence I started to settle down, I could feel my cock shrink. Jake started chatting again, never opening his eyes, just relaxing while probing me, figuratively. "Tim, I am guessing you know I am gay" I laid my head down, so it faced him. I couldn't seem to stop staring at his cock. "Yes, I kind of figured". Jake continued, "By your reaction to my...situation and the way you reacted to me applying lotion to your ass, I am thinking you might also enjoy those same things. Am I right? Have you experienced things with men?" I had been staring at Jake's cock so had noticed he had turned his head toward me after he asked that question. As I processed my answer I glanced up and noticed him staring at me. "Jake, I don't know how much I should share, but you are somewhat close to right. I have only sucked someone before, but fantasized a LOT". I was rock hard again answering that, thinking back to all of my fantasies that involved me being fucked. "Do you mind if I ask what your favorite fantasy is?" Jake asked. I thought for a moment and decided to turn over, at this point I didn't care if Jake knew I was aroused. As I settled in on my back I started to relive my fantasy. "It isn't anything super sexy or special really, but since I knew I wanted to be with a man I have wanted a man to be inside of me, deep. I have had a toy in me and masturbated often like that, but never gotten to enjoy that for real". I realized I was breathing hard. I wanted so bad to wrap my hand around my cock and masturbate furiously. I kept my eyes closed and asked, "I hope I am not sharing too much". I heard Jake move on his chair next to me so I looked over at him. He was now on his side, cock straining, "absolutely not! I am very intrigued and interested in what you think about and fantasize about." I looked at Jake and asked, "can I ask you some questions about what you like?" "oh yes, please do" Jake answered. Thinking about the pictures and online porn I have seen I asked, "do you like to fuck or be fucked?" Jake didn't hesitate at all, "I like to be the one fucking for sure". I quickly asked, "why?". Jake took off his glasses and started to look past me, as though he was flashing through memories. As he started to answer I saw his hand slide down and hold his big balls in his hand. "For me Tim, I guess is the feeling of a man's ass on my cock, there is nothing like it. I love the slow penetration, watching him enjoy my cock as I slide into him slowly. I enjoy that naked contact of skin on skin, my cock all the way in him, and his pleasure finally taking over him. Simply amazing". Jake was slowly sliding his foreskin over the tip of his cock, back and forth, long slow strokes. His cock was just so nice, big and meaty. "Jake, do all men enjoy you that way? You seem to be pretty big". Jake let go of his gorgeous cock and laughed. "I think there is a compliment in there somewhere, but yes, they all do. It is the way that I fuck I guess. I don't believe in pushing in hard or forcing my dick into someone, no I would rather go in slowly and let him get used to me. Does that make sense Tim?". "Yes it does Jake, very much". I closed my eyes again and muttered, "just as I imagine it". "whew", Jake let out. "I have to go cool off, if you know what I mean and not just because of the heat". I opened my eyes to see Jake stand between our chairs. that big cock just bounced in mid air. Now that his cock was closer, it was truly amazing. Thick, long, and now I could see leaking wet. Jake turned to pick up a towel and bet over in front of me, his balls were huge and low, which I find very sexy. He turned back to me and said, "I hope to continue our conversation in a minute, just need to cool off". While he said cool off, he grabbed his cock again, right in front of me. He turned and I watched him head for the pool. He dropped his towel near the side and jumped in. I laid my head back down and tried to calm down as well. I laid there thinking about Jake's cock and really how his hands felt massaging my ass cheeks, it felt so good and wanted more. No way I could tell him that, of course, way too forward for me, but I could certainly think it. "uh um", Jake cleared his throat. I hadn't heard him get out of the pool, but he was standing next to me, already dried off. "I see you didn't cool off much in that time", he said as he saw I was still very hard from the thoughts and our conversation. I looked up at him, he was now only semi hard, but still...a thing of beauty. "Sorry, carried away in my thoughts", I said. Jake sat down again, facing me. "Continuing our conversation, what were those thoughts you just had, if you are ok to share?". I wasn't quite sure how to share those thoughts, because it is like a rabbit hole to me, but I shared this. "When you were putting lotion on my butt, the way your hands moved, where you touched me at, I loved that and was replaying it in my mind, over and over". "Tim, you have a great ass, I hope you didn't mind me exploring a little". I could see Jake's cock twitch when he said that. "No, I actually loved it". I was now breathing hard. "Well, in that case, I would love to apply more lotion or even better, give you a nice rub down. If you want". Jake said I really didn't know how to response, all I could come up with was "yes please". Jake said, "great!" and stood up. Now I could tell his cock was getting harder. Jake held out his hand for me to help me up. I took his hand and got up from the chair. Jake then turned and led me towards the patio door entry to his bedroom. When I walked through the door the bedroom was dark and it took me a few seconds for my eyes to adjust. Jake's bedroom seems normal enough, not sure if I was expecting some gay dungeon, but it was just a normal room. A big bed, night stands, dressers, TV, etc. Jake turned to me, getting closer until I felt the wet tip of his big cock brush against my thigh. "Let me get a towel for you and then you can lay on the bed". He said. Jake turned, leaving a small wet spot on me where his dick touched me, to get a towel from the bathroom. Jake returned with a towel and what seemed like a larger bottle of oil or lotion, I couldn't tell. He laid the towel out and asked me to please lay down on my stomach. I crawled onto the big bed and laid down as instructed. I then felt Jake get on the bed behind me. I felt him move up so he was straddling my lower legs. I felt some oil being dripped onto my lower back, down over my ass cheeks, and on my upper legs. "Let me know if anything is uncomfortable for you Tim", Jake said softly. I just moaned. Jake's hands started on my lower back, above my butt. He was soft at first, while moving his hands down over my butt cheeks to my upper thighs, using as much of the oil as possible. It felt great and I told him so, "that feels very nice". Soon Jake's hand were at my lower back again but this time applying more pressure and slowly moving them down ass, kneading my ass cheeks with the oil. I was lost in pleasure when Jake softly said, "you have such a beautiful ass Tim". "thank you" is all I could get out. Jake's fingers continued to caress my ass and then lingering in between them, over my ass hole, rubbing the outside of my hole and then moving on again, either to my lower back or down over my balls. I had never experienced that, but it felt so damn good!!! Jake did this a couple more times and then I felt him get up a little and lean in toward my ear. As he did this his hands were on either side of me, I noticed because at the same time I felt something else, hot and hard, laying on my ass crack. 'HIS big cock'. "It seems as though you really enjoyed that last bit Tim. I hope you it all. I am going to work your upper back a little now". I just moaned softly. Jake leaned back but his big cock staying in my ass crack. I felt some oil being poured on my shoulders, and ten some drops dripping on my ass crack, must be falling on his big dick too. As Jack started in on my shoulders his cock slid up and down my crack, his thickness spreading my cheeks apart. I started to feel things I had never felt before and only wanted more. I am was not sure why, but I started pushing back slightly on his cock, not really sure if he was noticing. When I was sure he didn't notice me push back on his cock, one hand left my shoulders and held my ass cheek, pulled it apart to let his cock head actually touch my hole. electricity surged through me. Then I felt a small pat on my ass and his hand returned to my shoulder. "I like that boy. It seems like your ass is aching". "mmmmmmmm. yes sir, it is aching". I managed to get out. Jake's hands started moving down my body again, over my back muscles to right above my ass cheeks. I could feel his cock between my cheeks, still hard and I was still pushing back on him slightly and I knew he was enjoying that. Soon Jake's hands were kneading each of my cheeks, his thumb would move under his big cock and brush my hole, first one once in a while then with every passing of his hand. Before long his thumb would get stuck on my ass hole, each time it would get stuck it would poke in a little or pull my hole open. I was feeling very very exposed to him and I really enjoyed it. "Fuck Tim, your ass looks so good and is so eager for something in it. Damn you really have me going." Jake said..panting hard. "Tim, I do have to apologize, I have made a bit of a mess....this whole time I have been leaking precum all over your ass." Jake reached over and took my hand, guiding it behind me to feel his precum all over my ass and crack. I was amazing I hadn't felt all of it already. I was very wet back there. He then guided my hand to his swollen, and very wet, cock. "ummmm...I told you, I am leaking like crazy." Jake said. "That's it, hold my big cock in your hand, milk some more out of me". I was definitely milking Jake's big cock. I had never felt one that big and only fantasized about it to this extreme. I wanted something inside of me, needed something inside of me, needed Jake's cock inside of me, BAD! I held Jake's cock in my hand and turned to ask him 'the' question. "Jake, will you fuck me?". Jake leaned down close to my face and said, "yes Tim, I would love to". Jake then kissed me fully, his tongue in my mouth, not sure I would have liked that, but I found it so sexy and sensual. I wanted more. Jake raised up and I started to spread my ass cheeks for him, but instead of his big cock, I felt his thumb slowly enter me. "Tim, I think I should fuck you with you on your back to start with." I looked at him with a puzzled look, I didn't understand. Jake continued, "Since it is your first time, and my cock is a little big, I can take my time and see the reaction on your face and now how fast to go. Plus the angle of my cock entering you will be easier this way. I know you want a cock in you from behind, and trust me I want to fuck you from behind, but let's start with this position." I felt Jake pull his thumb out of my ass, I felt so empty and wanting more. "Turn over Tim", Jake said while helping me turn over so I was on my back. Jake's fingers went right back to my ass, playing with me and then stroking his amazingly hard cock that was bouncing right in front of me. "Tim, I am going to lube you up to help me sliding into you". Jake grabbed a bottle of lube from nightstand drawer. I felt him drizzle some on my hole and then watched him lube up that big cock. It was so impressive to see. My own cock was twitching just watching him. Jake then took my legs and put them over his shoulders. while holding his cock with one hand, Jake asked, "are you ready Tim?". I nodded my reply, it was all I could do. Jake rubbed his wet cock head around my hole. "Tim, I want in your ass so fucking back, I am leaking everywhere. I hope that is ok". "Yes Jake, I love that feeling". "Tim, I want in you so bad, but I also need you to know something". "ok" "Tim I am hiv positive. Do you know what that means?", Jake asked. I felt the pressure of his cock at my ass now, slightly pushing. "Yes", I said letting the conversation drop. "Tim, I am on medication, and truly undetectable, but I wanted you to know before I push into you. I have been leaking in your hole for a few minutes now, but at this point it is your decision.". Jake stopped pushing. He looked into my eyes and I knew I wanted him in me so fucking bad. "Jake, please fuck me". Jake smiled and started to push in again. "Tim, you should push out a little, like you are taking a shit, but don't push that hard. It will help you accepting my cock.". I started pushing out a little, and at the same time Jake started pushing in. I felt a lot of resistance by my ass, not wanting that big thing in me, but our will power overwhelmed us both. In an instant it was like a 'pop' and I felt his cock head expand my ass open wider than I had ever felt before. It was painful, but at the same I just wanted more! Jake paused, "thank you baby, fuck that feels so good. I am going to start pushing some more". Now Jake had his hands on my hips and alternated looking into my eyes and looking down to see his cock disappear. "Good boy Tim, you have taken half of my cock already. here comes the rest". Taking the rest of Jake's big cock was more of the stretching and dull pain that there at been, but I could tell the pleasure was also increasing. I looked down at Jake's waist, which was so sexy but it is now I noticed my cock was only semi hard, but oozing a continual stream of precum. I had never done that before! I knew right then I needed more, much more! Finally Jake's hips were touching the back of my legs. "There baby boy, I am all the way in you, fuck it feels good". Jake said. Jake took one leg in each hand and started to slowly slide in and out of my ass. Jake's face and an intense look of passion and lust. "Your ass is so tight Tim, you are milking my cock" Jake said while watching his cock slide in and out of me! Jake pulled his cock all the way out of me and I was left open and panting, wanting more. I felt so empty! Immediately he pushed all the way in me, up to his balls. I moaned out loud...no it was more of a very loud whimper. "yes baby, take my big cock", Jake said. "You love it don't you boy?" I moaned a loud, "YES"! I was in pure ecstasy . I had never felt anything like it, the true fucking of a true man. My eyes rolled back into my head I felt so full with Jake in me, full of that massive cock. I looked at Jake again, his eyes were open and staring at me as he slid in and out. Jake pushed all the way in me and bent down between my legs so his face was just above mine. He then kissed me deeply and I returned his intensity and wrapped my legs around his back. Jake broke the kiss and looked me in the eyes, "baby, I need to cum so bad. I will tell you and then pull out and shoot my cum on your stomach and cock". He paused, looking at me. It look me few seconds to think, and I asked him, "is that the best way for you to cum Jake?" "No boy, I would love to fuck you fast and deep and then cum deep in you, but only if you wanted that too." Jake said. Again, I paused and thought, then looked into Jake's eyes, "I want you to cum in me sir, please". Still looking into my eyes,Jake began to smile and I almost thought I felt his cock swell a little more. "That makes me so happy Tim, good boy." Jake rose to kneel again between my legs, taking each leg in a hand. His look was of pure desire now, and that turned me on even more. Jake removed his hand from one leg and wrapped it around my hard cock. "That's it boy, we are going to cum together". He started picked up the pace of his cock sliding in and out of me. Each thrust back in me I felt his cock head touch an area I didn't know existed and heard the slapping sounds from his waist hitting my ass. "fuck yes boy. you want my cum, don't you?". Jack said while breathing hard. "yes daddy, please! I want you to cum in me". The pressure of Jake's big cock sliding in and out of me, hitting every pleasure spot, and his hand on my hard cock was all I could take. "Jake I am cumming, I am cumming" and shot my load all over his hand as he jerked my cock up and down. "fuck Tim, I am cumming, take my load boy". Jake pushed in deep and I felt his cock grow and then felt the pressure of a stream of liquid in that deep place in my tummy. Jake was shooting his hot cum into me...four...five...I felt the streams in me. Jake was cumming so much. Jake stayed buried in me....hand still on my cock. I noticed Jake was shaking a little as every drop of man cum left his body. Slowly, he stopped shaking and then his eyes opened and a big smile crossed his face. "oh fuck Tim, I am still dripping in you! That was so fucking hot. Your ass feels so good on my cock. Did you enjoy it too baby?" Jake asked I smiled wider than I had in a long time. "yes daddy, it was better than anything I could imagine". Jake slowly pulled his softening cock from in me and collapsed on top of me, head on my shoulder. He was breathing harder than me and I just wrapped my arms around him. I whispered to him, "I would love that again sometime". Jake raised his head from my shoulder and looked at me. "Tim, anytime you want me inside of you please let me know. I loved fucking you. Honestly Tim, I want to breed you so much". I closed my eyes and smiled, and then I felt his cum load making its way through my insides. I smiled even wider.

Seeing horny guys enjoying a good load of cum ist the hottest thing I can imagine. As most porn stars do not really worship the cum on there tongue, it would be great to see some hot guys who really enjoy their dinner. Show how you like your cum the most - fresh or frozen, it’s up to you 😉

Me, a guy from a small christian village in Europe, finally got to move out his conservative parents home to go study on the art academy. I chose the furthest school away, for i knew i had a unfulfilled desire. Ever since I was little, piercings have intrigued me, and i knew i wanted a Prince Albert at age 13. Some years later, i had just turned 16, I went for it. Emailed the only piercings shop that wasn't in another district: "Do you also do genital piercings? And if so, is it a problem im only 16 years old?" The piercer responded; "No problem, come by anytime" So I did, one day after school, i biked 40 minutes very scared to this place. The guy pierced my cock, but clearly didn't have any idea what he was doing. But i was happy, since this was my only chance. + it was the only piercing i could hide from my parents since i still lived at home. Immediately i knew i wasn't done yet, i needed more. more piercings, but also tattoos... Over the years, and far away from my parents i started exploring sexually. Having the Prince Albert, got both nipples pierced, and get met first tattoo. But everytime I checked of a mark of my list, i added a dozen more. More fetishes explored, and more things tried. This led me to a chem sex party, where i slammed for the first time. Now i definitely needed more body modifications. I got more genital piercings, a thick apadravya and a thick ampallang, Jacobs ladder, and guiches added. I started stretching my PA very big, to 1cm or 00G, and watch loads of porn with piercings. Where i saw a guy who's penis looked cut open. His PA had broken. I wanted that look, but didn't want to wait for it to snap. I took a knife and started cutting the skin away, using the thick metal jewellery as a cutting board. The thick metal ring fell on the floor making a load BANG. The blood, i noticed, actually tasted amazing and led me to search for different extreme porn. I watch more and more, lading on silicone filled cocks and balls. Men with huge genital, no way to hide them. One porn star, Jan Losch was my favourite. He made multiple videos, where every time he appeared his balls had grown exponentially. I Noticed he was POZ and it turned me so on: the ultimate body modification, changing your DNA. My next goal was set. [will be continued]

I didn't hookup with a guy until I was 20, and since I was in college and hooking up there it was mostly guys within a couple of years of my own age. It was a 21 year old when I was 21 that I learned the most about both fucking and getting fucked. Neither of us were virgins that 1st time, but close to it, we definitely learned from each other.

I so love when im told who and how im going to play with.. its so hot

I know it's probably a mistake, but I sent him a message encouraging him to meet others, if I was the problem for some reason. Lots of cock and cunt out there for him. I told him he had an incredible cock, and I would be happy to help again anytime. I hope he's still feeling horny.

Cum is awesome!

For the past 6 months I've been meeting semi regularly with an older man who decides who I fuck. He's introduced me to 2 other men so far and he promises more. I can't even begin to describe how exciting I find it.

@badjujuboy - not only the Doc erupted ... me too !!!! THANK YOU .... CANNOT WAIT TO SEE WHERE THIS STORY LEADS ....

Truly an epic BZ tale Bravo!

At one time, Roe seemed safe. But, then the composition of the entire court system rapidly and radically changed within just a few years. That's why I worry about the future. It doesn't take a majority, or even a substantial minority, to push through change. It just takes a enough single-issue voters who are razor-focused on that goal, while the rest of us split and dither over what we should seek next and refuse to unite as a bloc against the single-issue voters.

Buddy.net has increasing bare / poz community

Hello everyone. I've been here a few days (although this is my second time on the site. I got cold feet the first time). When I started having sex, I was an exclusive top for about 10 years. I fucked a lot of guys, but this was before PrEP so I only barebacked with a handful trusted partners. I gradually discovered how much I like sucking cock and getting fucked. When PrEP came along I pretty much stopped using condoms completely. These days I nearly always bottom, with a few exceptions. I'm now embracing my inner slut and trying to get bred by as many guys as possible 😀

Cold weather I'll have a coat so plenty of room for pocket junk like my phone, wallet, beer opener, etc. Always keep a couple of lube sachets in there and a condom in case I meet a guy who wants to use one. All good to go if anything happens out and about. Summer time I like cargo pants with lots of pockets for all the stuff. They're great for hooking up too, it's easy to just pull out some lube while making out. I find with some guys you've got to seize the moment before they over think getting topped, so having a pack of lube in grabbing distance when you're teasing their hole is good.

part 2 I just broke up with my ex a month before covid came around. I just lived on my own again, just 20 years old, and alone in my new student house. I had my own front door, my own kitchen. Just shared the bathroom through a back door. I was bored and lonely, and Grindr was a great option to spend time on, and get men over to my studio to get fucked, receive raw loads of men i didn't know. That year i received over 100 men over, and got their loads one way or another. never used a condom. knowing: i want to be POZZED. But: I wasn't actively searching. That all changed when i moved to a bigger city, where i did find POZ men living. Met up with a doctor at the hospital, he was poz and willing to get off medication to fuck me raw and hopefully pozzing me. He did, we met up a few times. He found it very difficult to top, since he normally was on the receiving end of things. We had no chemistry at all, BUT we both loved poz verbal talk: "I'm going to shoot this toxic load in you neg little ass" "Yes please! Ive been chasing for too long!" "take this toxic precum, can you feel it sliding in your ass?" He refused to use lube, and just his precum to slide in my raw hole. It was painfull and made me bleed. Even better to get pozzed. A few month later i did get testen, everything came back negative. So needed a new plan... [will be continued]

That's the sexyest ass I've ever seen! Fuck that's HOT!

Chapter 4 Adrian laid there on top of me, obiously having worked up a sweat plowing my ass because it felt like his chest had a sheen on it. We didn't say anything for what felt like an eternity, but was probably only a few minutes, and Adrian's dick stayed lodged in my ass this entire time. The only sound in the room was the whimpers coming from me. "Relax baby, I can feel that heart racing", Adrian said softely into my ear. He was talking in a much softer, almost sympathetic, tone, which was a change from just a few minutes ago. Adrian's hands slipped under my chest and began rubbing and twisting at my nipples. Nobody had ever touched my nipples like this, and his rough hands felt good as they tweaked and pulled at them. Almost like it was hard wired to my nipples, my cock was once again rock hard. "Stop the whining fag boy, look how hard that little white dicklet is just from having your tits played with. Your're turned on having your nips played with, just like a woman. That don't happen with straight boys. I know you're in denial right now, white boy, but you gotta admit you loved my big dick plowing your ass. The way you were whimpering, begging for my dick, pushing back against that big cock, there's no way you can't say you're a cock slut", he softly whispered in my ear. Adrian squeezing my nipples was making my ass twitch around his cock, clamping down on it like a vice. "Yeah look at your faggot ass, clamping down on Daddy's big cock. You're trying to get it my big cock hard so it can fuck you again?". "Nnoo...Daddy I don't think you should fuck me again". I thought to myself one poz load was enough, I might get lucky and not catch anything. "Bullshit white boy. I know that tight pussy is begging for my cock again. I'm not done fucking this ass tonight. I know this ass wants more". I moaned, not sure sure if it was from the pleasure of my nipples being played with, or the dread of knowing I was gonna be fucked again. I felt Adrian's cock start to swell in my ass, and before long he was rock hard again. Feeling the cock grow in my ass was a weird sensation, and before long I felt my ass pushing up against Adrian, trying to get more cock. I let myself go. I wanted this cock. I didn't give a fuck about anything else, all I cared about was getting another load in my ass. "Yeah baby look at you trying to get more of that cock. I turned your ass. You're such a little faggot", he whispered in my ear. I didn't care about what he was saying, as long as he fucked me again. "You want Daddy to breed this ass again?", Adrian asked. "YES DADDY...PLEASE FUCK ME" I blurted out, almost yelling. I could not believe I was begging to be fucked again. I felt Adrian push himself off my back, his hard cock still lodged deep in my ass. "I'm gonna take these cuffs off white boy, don't do anything stupid". Adrian unhooked the link between the wrist straps, freeing them, but left the straps on my wrists. I felt the blindfold ripped from my head, and I was flooded by the light as my eyes struggled to adjust. Adrian flipped me over onto my back, his cock staying in my ass as he flipped me over. "I want you to watch Daddy as he fucks this tight pussy this time". He grabbed me around the waist and pulled me close to him, pushing his cock deeper into my ass. He grabbed both of my feet and placed them on his shoulders, then leaned forward over me, pushing my ass up into the air. He grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head. I was once again totally held into place so Adrian could fuck me. Adrian's big brown eyes stared down above me as he was about only a foot away. "Beg me to fuck that ass faggot". "Ppllease...PLEASE FUCK ME" I stammered out, wishing he would just start already, wiggling my ass. "What do you want Daddy to do boy", Adrian asked. "PLEASE FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG COCK AND CUM IN MY ASS". "Be careful what you ask for white boy", Adrian smirked and I felt his cock start working its way in and out of my ass. My ass was obviously loosened up from having just been fucked a few minutes ago, but I still felt incredibly full. I could feel the first load that Adrian blew in my ass leaking out around his cock and down my ass crack. "Daddy's gonna work that first load in boy. Nothing better than fucking a sloppy ass." Adrian kept fucking me and all I could do was moan as his big cock hammered at my ass. He had picked up speed to a steady rhythm, his balls filling the room with a "SLAP SLAP SLAP" everytime he bottomed out in my ass. His cock was digging deeper than it had before at this new angle, and it hurt like hell at first, but before long I was loving it. He caught me looking at the tattoo on his waist. He smirked and pointed to it. "You like that faggot? You know what that means?". I shook my head "no". "It means Daddy is POZ", he winked and kept thrusting. For whatever reason this turned me on even more. My lega slid off Adrian's shoulders and wrapped around his waist, trying to hold him closer to get more of his cock. He let go of my hands and I grabbed onto his muscular biceps. He took his hands and started tugging at my nipples again, putting my cock into over drive. Before long my cock was spewing again, blowing another one of my loads up onto me and Adrian's chests. "That's how all white boys should cum, hands free with a big black cock slamming into their pussy. You're such a little faggot", Adrian whispered into my ass as he kept fucking me. Adrian started sucking on my neck as he fucked me. It felt so damn good. I had not had anybody suck on my neck like this since I started making out with chicks in high school. I could feel Adrian's beard scratching at my neck as he sucked on it, leaving me with burn marks. There was no way I wasn't gonna have hickey's on my neck when he was done. Before long my cock was blowing a third load. I had never cum 3 times in such a short time frame, but I just could not help myself with this big cock in my ass. When I came, my ass clamped around Adrian's cock. Not long after, Adrian's thrusts and breathing became irregular and I felt his cock swell in my ass. His cock started spurting again, dumping what felt like another massive load in my ass. "Take that poz load white boy. Daddy's filling those guts with his poz babies", he grunted out as he came in my ass. After he came, Adrian collapsed down on me again. I laid there under him, being crushed by his body weight, as we both caught our breath. I felt Adrian's cock soften and slip from my ass with a "pop", followed by dribbles of what I knew had to be Adrian's cum down my asscrack. We laid there for a few minutes before I felt Adrian slide up off of me and stand next to the bed. It had felt good to be protected under Adrian's body, almost like we were having a moment. How had a I come to this? Laying under a big black stranger who had just fucked my ass, even after I asked him not to. I should be furious right now, but all I could think about how hot his cum dripping from my ass is. My ass felt so empty, like it was missing something. If you had told me this morning that I would be laying on a bed with two poz loads up my ass tonight I would have punched you in the face. But yet here I was. "Am I gay?", I thought to myself. "Nah, this was fun, but I still love women", I tried to tell myself. "I'm gonna go back to Audrey and pretend none of this happened". But then I panicked about Adrian being POZ. My heart raced once again. How I had let this happen once, yet alone beg for it a second time? My thoughts were quickly interrupted, as I felt Adrian grab me by the hair and pull me to the side of the bed. "A faggot always cleans up when Daddy is done fucking them. Get my cock cleaned up". I looked up at Adrian's cock and saw his cock shaft was slick my ass juicies, and his short pubes had white froth in them from churning up the cum in my ass as he fucked me. Not knowing what to do I grabbed the comforter from the bed to wipe Adrian's cock, as he held my head firmly by the hair. Adrian slapped me in the face, causing me to see stars again. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? THE ONLY THING YOU USE TO CLEAN THAT COCK IS YOUR MOUTH!!", he bellowed out. Clearly the old Adrian was back. I gagged in my mouth, thinking about where that cock had been and what could be on it. Before I could think anymore Adrian pulled my hair into his crotch, and I had not choice but to start licking. I cleaned all of the cum and ass juices from his cock, licking around so much that my tongue started to get sore. When Adrian was satisfied with my work he let go of my hair and walked into the bathroom, while I just knelt on the bed, not knowing what to do. I heard Adrian taking a piss in the bathroom, it sounded like he had just turned a garden hose on. The toilet flushed and Adrian walked out. I looked at Adrian, waiting for my next instructions, hoping I would not be yelled at again. "Look at you obeident little white boy, waiting for Daddy to come back. Go cleaned up fag time for bed". I got off the bed and went into the bathroom. "Don't you dare push any of my babies out of your ass baby boy, we want those swimmers to knock you up tonight". I closed the door and looked in the mirror. I looked like a mess. My hair was messed up, my eyes were red and puffy, and there was dried cum on my chest. My neck was full of hickey's from where Adrian had sucked on my neck. "That's gonna be tought to explain", I thought to myself. I turned around and inspected my ass in the mirror. My ass was red and tender to the touch, and my hole looked swollen. I could see a little of Adrian's coming leaking from my hole. I washed my face under the sink and grabbed a wash cloth and wiped the cum and lube from my ass crack before going back to join Adrian. I came out of the bathroom and saw Adrian laying in the other bed than the one we had just fucked on. I went to the bed Adrian fucked me on, not wanting to share a bed with him. "No white boy, you sleep over here with Daddy tonight". "What the fuck", I thought to myself. This man had just bred my ass twice, sleeping in a bed with him wasn't going to make it any more gay than it already has been. I crawled into bed next to Adrian, and he rolled over and put his big arms around me, and I could feel his big soft cock nestled in my ass crack. I thought Adrian was trying to fuck me again, but before long I could hear him snoring in my ear. I laid there, not able to sleep, trying to gather my conflicted thoughts. "Did I really like this? Am I gay? Did I just get HIV" I thought again to myself.

Chapter 3 I was startled when I felt a warm wet sensation around my ass. I looked back to see Adrian had his mouth around my ass and his tongue was swirling around my hole. This sensation was new to me, and the thought of of somebodies mouth on my ass was gross as hell, but I quickly fell in love with that tongue working around my ass. It felt so fucking good. Adrian held my legs in my place with his firm hands. His mouth kept working around my ass in circles, and I felt it working more and more into my hole. It felt so damn good I started pushing back on Adrian's face, trying to get more. I never wanted it to stop. I started letting out small moans that I could not control. My mind seemed to forget that I was about to be fucked and the predicament I was in, and all the tension just melted from my body. I felt betrayed by my body, I did not want to enjoy this but I could not control myself. My dick was hard as I had ever seen it and leaking like crazy. My ass was so wet with Adrian's spit, I could feel it running down my crack and over my balls. Adrian moved his mouth from my ass, and I felt my whole twitch. I let out an instinctive moan "mmmpphh Daddy please don't stop". I could not believe the words that I had just come out of my mouth. Did I just call this guy Daddy without even thinking about it? "Look at you little faggot, pushing your ass back in the air trying to keep it filled. You're such a slut". With that Adrian gave my ass a few more playful smacks. "Your such a little pussy boy, loving getting that pussy eaten out getting ready to be fucked by a big cock. I love turning little white sluts like you". The high I was on suddenly came crashing down, remembering that I was about to take a big black cock up my virgin ass. Adrian reached around and shoved a finger in my mouth before I could even react. "Get that finger wet so Daddy can stretch that little pussy so his big cock doesn't rip it up". I started sucking with everything I had, hoping to get that finger as wet as I could before he tried to stick it up my hole. Adrian took the finger from my mouth and it was quickly working around my ass hole. He pressed against my hole, swirling it around, before I finally felt it break the threshold and slide up my ass. It suprisingly didn't hurt, probably because his tongue had just worked it open a little bit. The finger just made my ass feel full. My cock twitched and a drop of precum slid out. "What the fuck is going with me?", I thought to myself. "Yeah baby open that hole up for Daddy's big dick", Adrian said to me as he starting working his finger in and out of my hole. I started to enjoy the finger in my ass as much as the tongue that had just been in it. Adrian was moving his finger in circle's, and every once in awhile it hit something in my ass that made me twitch and moan. I could not believe these new great feelings I was feeling in my ass. "Listen to you moan like one of your college sluts with a finger in your ass. Goddamn I'm turning you into such a little faggot". I was so embarassed, but I didn't care, as long as what Adrian was doing to my ass didn't stop. "Time for more little girl", Adrian said as he pulled the finger from my ass and brought them back to my mouth. He stuck the finger that had just been in my ass back in my mouth, along with a second finger. Sucking on something that was just in my ass repulsed me, but I did what Daddy wanted so I could get them back into my ass that now felt so empty. Adrian worked the two fingers back in my hole. I felt fuller, but my ass quickly accustomed to the second invader and I was back to moaning and pushing back on his finger's. Adrian repeated this process a third time, and added a 3rd finger to my tight ass. The entire time he told me how pathetic I was and I was such a little slut getting ready to be fucked. I was so ashamed of myself for loving this so much, but I figured come tommorrow I would be on my way and this would just be a memory. The fingers were pulled from my ass and Adrian told me it was time for his cock. My mind immediately cleared up and the fog of enjoying the fingers in my ass cleared. My heart raced at the thought of that big dick going in my ass. There was no way I could let this guy fuck me, I enjoyed the fingers and tongue, but I couldn't bring myself to take his cock. That seemed like things were going way to far. I have a girlfriend, I told myself, there's no way I could let this guy put his big dick in me. His cock was so big I also thought it would ruin my hole. "Holy fuck", I thought to myself. I can't do this. I felt Adrian's cock around my ass crack, teasing me,as he slid the head up and down and beat the shaft down on my ass cheeks. I moaned everytime the head brushed against my hole, my ass was so sensitive right that I couldn't stop myself. "You ready for this big dick baby boy? Hmm? This cocks about to gape this hole and it fill this pussy with Daddy's dirty cum". Hearing this made me panic, I had not thought about Adrian cumming in me. I had no clue what Adrian meant by "dirty cum". There was no way I could let him do that, the thought of him blowing his load in my ass made me sick to my stomach. "I don't think I want you to fuck me..sir...that seems like too much. I got a girlfriend bro... your tongue and fingers were one thing...but please don't put your cock in me." Adrian started laughing. "Buyer's remorse baby boy? Remember this is what you signed up for. I'm fucking this pussy tonight. I promise your little white college ass is gonna love it. But if you don't you learn to love this big dick, you can go off to college with my gift tommorrow and pretend this never happened. But, I bet that little fag ass is gonna be pusing backing on my big cock begging for more. Begging me to breed that tight pussy with my dirty cum". I was so in shock I didn't know what to say. "Can...Can..Do you have a condom..Sir?", I shyly asked Adrian, not sure how he would react. "What's the matter white boy? You afraid of having my black baby? You think I'm gonna knock that pussy up? I'll wear a condom just for you baby boy." He winked as he crawled off the bed, going over to his suitcase. He came back with a Magnum condom and a black piece of fabric, his hard cock bouncing in front of him as he walked. He knelt back behind me and I watched him rip open the condom and roll it down his dick. If my heart was racing before it was on overdrive now. I was about to be fucked by this dick. "I like to blindfold my boys the first time I fuck them, that way all you got to think about is this big dick fucking your ass". He rolled the spandex type fabric over my head, it looked like a face mask, but he just rolled it down over my eyes, leaving my face exposed. My vision went immiedately dark, as I lied there with my hands and legs bound I knew I had given up total control. There was nothing I could do now to keep this big cock out of my ass. The next thing I heard was the click of a cap, followed by cold liquid in my ass crack that Adrian worked into my hole with his fingers. I realized he was lubing my ass. I felt the bed shift, followed by a hard blunt object pressing at my hole that I knew was Adrian's dick. Adrian grabbed my hips and started to push his cock into my ass. "Goddamn this fucking pussy is so tight. Open up that big hole for this big Daddy dick. Push out like you're taking a shit baby boy or this is gonna be even harder for your ass to swallow this cock." I pushed out with my ass muscles, not wanting any more damage then I was already gonna get. My ass felt like it was being stretched to its limits, before I felt a pop, followed by the fat head of Adrian's cock slidng into my ass. I couldn't believe I was fucking letting this happen. All I could see was black with the blindfold on. Adrian was right, my senses were muted and all I could focus on was his dick going up my ass. Not that I would have forgotten. "There that pussy opens up, take this big dick", Adrian said as I felt his cock pushing into me. "Mmphh...fuck..oh my god its took fucking big...FUCKING TAKE IT OUT", I told Adrian as it felt like my ass was on fire. I thought he was ripping my ass in two, my ass had never felt so full. "Just let me break this cherry baby boy, its gonna hurt for a bit but you're gonna be pushing back against this cock soon. All you white fags do once their pussy opens up" Adrian responded, as I felt more of his cock slide into me. I started to pant and sweat as my ass was split open by what felt like a baseball bat. I could feel my eyes watering from the pain and I bit the comforter to help me get through it. I tried to move my ass forward, away from the invader, but Adrian grabbed tighter onto my hips and told me to "stop fucking moving, stop trying to crawl away from this dick white boy". Adrian kept pushing his cock into me slowly, before stopping and backing out a little ways before going back in, going a little further every time he pushed back in. Every time his cock pushed back in I let out a yelp and saw white in my eyes. Tears were rolling out of my eyes from the pain and collecting in the fabric around my eyes. "I love this fucking boy pussy", "Such a tight pussy", "Take this black cock faggot", Adrian mumbled under his breath as he invaded my ass. After what felt like an eternity of my ass being stretched open by Adrian's big cock, I finally felt the scratchy short pubes of Adrian's big ball sack resting against my ass. I had taken the whole I thing. I couldn't fucking believe this cock was in my ass. My own cock was hard as a rock and dripping more precum than I had ever seen below me, but I was so ashamed of letting this stranger fuck me. "Let's let this pussy open a minute before I fuck this ass", Adrian told me as he kept his balls resting against my ass, still holding my hips in place. Adrian would move his hips in circles, stretching my ass with his big dick. After a minute the pain started to go away and I just felt a dull ache in my ass. I started to moan and buckle every time his cock pressed against a certain spot in my ass. I hated to admit it, but the cock in my ass was starting to feel kind of good. I never thought I would say that about a cock being up my ass. "Yeah I think this pussy is ready to be fucked white boy. Ride this dick". Adrian pulled his cock out of my ass, leaving it feeling totally fucking empty. It felt like just the tip of his cock was left in my ass, before it changed direction and slammed back into in my ass, once again bottoming out with the balls resting against my ass. "Holy fuck..oh my god", was all I was able to get out of my mouth. The full feeling in my ass felt so damn good. Better than I could have ever imagined. Adrian repeatedly slammed his cock in and out of my ass, slow and methodically like it was some sort of piston. "Sounds like baby boy is starting to like this big cock. What'd I tell you white boy? This big cock is gonna be you're new friend. This pussy is so fucking tight. Goddamn I love fucking virgin pussy boys." This went on for some time. My body seemed to melt around his cock and want more every time his cock was pulled from my ass. I couldn't believe how fast this man was able to break me down, leaving my ass begging for his big cock. Every time his cock bottomed out in my ass I would let out a moan, just like some slut being fucked in a college dorm. "Mmmph fuck me...fuck me with that big cock", I heard myself moaning. What the fuck did I just say? "Jesus this is insane", I thought to myself. "Yeah beg for this cock white boy. Keep that up and I'm gonna give you this gift real soon. I don't know how long I can last in this tight pussy". Adrian's cock kept rubbing across the spot in my ass, making me moan in ecstasy. "Yeah listen to that bitch moan. Daddy found the g-spot in that tight pussy", Adrian told me. My own cock was bobbing below me as Adrian thrust his cock into me. I couldn't control myself, before I knew it my cock erupted with one of the biggest orgasm's I ever had. Cum sprayed out of my cock, making a big puddle of cum on the sheets below me. "Only a true little cock slut cums hands free with a big black cock up there ass. That cunt just came being fucked by a big cock, just like a girl. Goddamn I never thought I would turn you into a cock slut this fucking quick. I'm gonna use this pussy. Once I mark you I'm gonna make you mine, bitch". After having cum I had a minute of post nut clarity, again wondering what the fuck I was doing. I panicked, having now seemed to realized again that there was a cock up my ass. I clenched my ass, trying to stop the invader from sliding up my ass. "Oh fuck yeah you little slut, milk that cock. Who taught you to squeeze your pussy like that to milk this cock". I was pissed my attempt to push the cock out of my ass was having the opposite effect. But that didn't matter, because as Adrian's cock kept fucking me I once again slipped into bliss, loving the feeling of his cock in my ass. Adrian stopped for a second and pulled his cock from my ass. I didn't know what he was doing, my ass felt so fucking empty. "Put it back Sir", I begged. "I need that cock back in my ass please daddy", I whined like some sort of crazed cock slut. "Hang on white boy just putting some more lube on this big daddy dick". I heard the cap of the lube click, and sound of him stroking the lube up his dick, followed by his cock sliding back into my ass. It felt like his cock was going in easier this time with less resistance. I figured it was because he had just put more lube on his cock, but if I would have had the blindfold off I would have seen he had just slipped condom off his cock. I moaned as Adrian's cock fulled my ass once again. This time I felt Adrian grab ahold of the chain bewteen my locked wrist's with one hand, with the other hand holding my hip. "Get ready slut I'm about to really fuck this ass". Adrian started hammering his cock in my ass like a jack hammer, and all I could do was moan and push my ass back against his balls, trying to fill my ass with more cock. "Look at you little slut, trying to push that ass back to swallow more of my cock. I'm about to cum boy where do you want this dirty load?", Adrian asked me. What the fuck did it matter I thought to myself, he has a condom on. "In my ass sir", I responded. "That's what I wanted to hear baby boy. You're such a cock slut. Listen to you asking me to put my load in your ass. I'm gonna knock this pussy up". I felt Adrian's thrusting become more uneven, and his cock swell in my hole. "Here it fucking cums faggot I'm about to breed that ass...oh fuck take this fucking load". Adrian's cock bottomed out in my ass, and he collapsed on my back, pushing down on me with all of his body weight. I collapsed onto the bed face down, in the puddle of my own cum. I could feel Adrian's cock twitching in my ass and his irregular breathing in my ear. His cock spurted what seemed like 7-8 times, and I had a warm sensation in my ass as it started to feel full. "I just put an 8 day charged up load in that tight pussy boy. I slipped the condom off when I was fucking that tight pussy. I knew I was breeding this ass all along but I let you think you were calling the shots when I put a condom on so you would calm down. It was so hot when you told me to blow in your ass. I know you're a fucking cock slut now boy, whether you want to admit it or not. I just did you a favor and gave you AIDS you with my dirty load. You're probably gonna hate me right now but I promise I just set that white faggot ass free". I could not believe what I was hearing. Poz? AIDS? Really? "WHAT THE FUCK", I thought to myself. This guy had just blown a big HIV charged load in my ass. I panicked and tried to get up, but the weight of him laying on my back was still pushing me down. I felt like I was going to pass out as I had a panic attack. I could hear myself whimpering in a panic, my eyes once again dripping in tears. What the fuck was I gonna do? "Relax baby boy...I'm gonna take care of your little faggot ass. I'm sure you're scared right now but don't be. Daddy's gonna take care of his new slut." I laid there, with Adrian still laying on my back and his softening cock still plugging my ass. My mind was racing a millon miles an hour. I could do nothing but lay there as I thought about what was gonna happen to me next.

Mine was over a million and 13 T cells.

Keep the fire burning guys. Here is Australia, i'm truly lucky. Have most of the market to myself. Love breeding white guys, and yes, most guys just become addicted. Currently i have 35 regulars, mostly white, incl 11 married guys (all white). One of the married guys just lives down the road, met him at a nearby cruising spot. He pretends to be walking the dog yet he comes over to get my load at least 3 times a week. I fuck all my guys raw (as should be) and maintain a strict "no questions asked" policy. No one ever does anyway, they are all grateful to be on my roster and getting what they crave the most. Oh and i never pull out, i have to pump my DNA deep inside your guts.

That whole concept of 'BEING WHORED OUT' makes me tingle. Had it happen a few time with my 'slut mentors' who just directed the action and next thing I know, some hot stranger's cock is up my ass with a whole crew of spectators watching. Spectators definitely add to the rush! Add randoms strangers groping me!

Isn't it odd how the so-called "Evanglicals" - purportedly following the message of Jesus - don't give a rats ass that their "Second Coming" is centered on a serial rapist, and all the countless other spectacular character flaws he possesses? So much for following what they claim as their foundational belief-system. They're "evangelizing" the direct opposite of what they seem to think is their "belief-system".

None. A frat brother in undergrad was my first fuck. So, the first for me was at age 18.

It really depends on my mindset but I do often lock up and leave the key with my partner or at home during the day to get loaded up.

This a BB site , what a question !

I have similar fantasies. One is me walking into a very dark room, grabbed and blindfolded or hooded then being carried to a bed with hands all over me. I get tied or restrained with my legs pulled open or bent over something. Then I am boned in both holes roughly for hours on end. I can hear all the moaning, heavy breathing and every other sound while feeling everything single thing. I feel sweat dripping on me and rough hands grabbing at me. I'm there until the tops are fully satisfied and/or exhausted.

I read your incredibly well written novel, the entire story, in two days. I went online earlier and found another unmedicated poz guy to come over and flip fuck and recharge each other. This story would make a great porn mini series. A destination wedding, all the guys naked, plenty of pastors to officiate, where Wil and Dom fuck first, then all the guys join in. I hope that Wil and Jay can find the heart to forgive completely. I want to see Jay as Will's best man.

"We used a lot of lube..." https://thisvid.com/videos/stealth/

That after the fuck feeling when my hole is sensitive and juicy, that's a big deal for me. It feel good for hours. Sometimes I lie on my side or back with my legs up and just squeeze clench my butt over and over again so I can feel that juicy, slippery feeling teasing my hole until I have a prostate orgasm. I guess it's like wanking my butt. Never been able to do it with anything other than real cum though. There's the big mental thing with sex, it's knowing there's real cum in me. Awesome, glad you're enjoying it. You're right too, he was teasing my straight guy fantasy. Usually guys have to put in work to get in my pants. But then a straight guy shows up and I get horny and that goes out the window. They just have a hot way of being and something about them being so horny they'll top anything turns me on. Yeah, there's all kinds of stuff in cum. I think there's mind altering molecules that make you feel good in there. I like thinking about that too when a guy is inside me, and later when I can still feel his cum. Sounds like sperm can keep doing their thing swimming around for a decent amount of time. Good to know!

White ass was made for Black dick 👑 ♠️

Damn that hole looks and sounds fun 🥵😈💦 Love a good night at the bathhouse, usually an open ass just like yours needing some dick and cum...love to run into you sometime

This story that happened to me last week needs some introduction... 1) I met John some weeks ago on Grindr. He s the typical 30 something straight newly dad guy that sometimes logs in to find some mouth or ass to fuck. He s hot so I m his slut whenever he needs to empty his balls. 2) Richard was my best friend until some 5 or 6 years ago. I was just a regular gay bottom guy back then looking for love and he was my straight friend. We had a nice friendship but eventually we went separated ways over some big fight and never spoke to each other ever again. He had a younger incredibly hot brother, Sam. Back to my story, last thursday night. Out of nowhere I received a text from John "Hi you woke? I'm with a friend. Drunk and I told about your slut mouth, he s in. Want some dick?" I didn't answer as I was kind of lazy but he insisted saying they were near my place, that I only have to blow them separately, that I shouldn't let him down as he already told his friend he could unload down some fag's mouth and how good it feels. I got hot in the process and I told him to come over. When I opened the door wearing only my cage and some mini short as John likes it, I felt my heart stop : his friend was Sam, my ex BFF younger brother. John didn't get the situation. He came inside inviting his friend in, slapping my ass and making it clear I shouldn't feel offended as he s drunk and mumbled something about wanting my mouth on his dick Now ! Sam was just smiling, defiantly looking straight at me, confident, alpha, like his brother. I was wondering "what were the fucking odds !!!" John asked his friend who goes first and without waiting for a reply told me to go to the other room and wait. I did that. Got on my knees facing the door and waiting. I was so nervous and excited at the same time. I learnt from my previous owner how to just let go, don t try to control things and accept my place. Sam came in and closed the door behind him. The same smile, the same look on his face. "Did my brother know?" I looked at him puzzled, I didn't get what he was talking about. "Did he know you were this kind of homo?" - No, I whispered looking away. - He always said you were a classy gay..." He sat down on the couch and told me to try and make him hard. I obeyed. Undid his pants took out his flacid cock, kissed it, touched it, felt it grow and get harder then put it in my mouth. Very nice dick. He laid on his back and let me suck him. I did it respectfully. After some minutes he just said "Take the cum" and I did. After a while of me kissing is dick he stood up and went out. John came in and fucked my mouth, put on a condom and broke my ass. They left joking about what just happened. On the next day Sam texted me. "I like you better now". I replied "As your cumdump?" "Yeah"

i never do. guys who fuck trash like me dont want conversation. they just wanna use a hot body to get themselves off with. my job is to lay there and take it like a human fleshlight and only say whatever the men tell me to.

Chapter 2 – Jim Joins the Party Sunday evening. David and I have been playing off and on since Friday night. He was inexperienced in the ways of pig sex but was well-proven now. We partied and played with Bill on Friday. Bill went home, but Chris, Zach, and Marc came over on Saturday. They’re still here, and we just added Jim to the mix. He was our grocery delivery guy who noticed what looked like party replenishment items in the order. Zach and Marc were still playing in the sling, and David and Chris had come over to where we were on the couch. David had the Handyman plug in his ass and was fingering Chris’s hole. They each blew a few clouds to top off their high. Jim did his slam and leaned back on the arm of the couch as the wave hit. I grabbed Jim’s ass and pulled him a little further down so that I could get access to his hole. My mouth was on his ass quickly, and he was moaning in pleasure, both from the slam and the rimming. He spread his legs wider and lifted them in the air to give me easier admission. His hole looked great and tasted even better. He was another one with a hairy hole, and his held some musk from earlier in the day. As I was rimming him, he was spreading his ass wider and wider for me. I also noticed that his cock was still hard and was leaking precum, so I moved up to suck that into my mouth. He had a nice thick cock, probably over 7”, with a great helmet head. He rewarded my efforts with a few more gushes of precum, which I eagerly swallowed down. Jim told me that he wanted something more in his hole. Since Marc had gotten out of the sling, Jim got in it. Zach handed me the Seahorse to use on Jim and said, “He can take this, no problem.” I looked up at Jim, and he nodded, so I lubed it up and started working it into his hole. One of the other guys had lubed up his ass while I was greasing the toy. The Seahorse slid in almost to the base. This pig had an experienced hole. I worked it in and out of his ass, moving it deeper into him with each new thrust. Chris had been getting his hands ready for a fisting, so I pulled out the toy and got up from the stool. Chris sat down and shoved his hand deep into Jim’s ass. It was clear that Jim could take a lot of pummeling, and we would all have a good time. Chris was twisting and thrusting in Jim’s hole, and someone was now fingering mine. I crouched down near the sling and David put the Gut Puncher back below me. Before taking it in, I grabbed the poppers to make the insertion even more fun. Short snort on the right, long snort on the left, which I held in as I lowered my ass onto the toy. While it was going in, I watched Chris fist Jim, which was really sexy. The hair around Jim’s hole was mixing with the hair on Chris’s arm. When Chris pulled back, Jim’s hole expanded outward. Meanwhile, I worked the Gut Puncher into my guts. I got the fist portion to hang at just the right spot and lightly bounced up and down on the toy. The knuckles felt great expanding my hole and rubbing my prostate. My cock was leaking precum, and I smeared some around my fingers and brought it to my mouth. Then I sunk down on the toy as far as I could take it. I was able to roll it around on the floor, moving the fist, which was sunk deep in my ass, all over my guts. It was certainly living up to its name. I reached back and held the toy in place as I stood up. Luckily, the sling stand was there for some additional support since things were a bit wobbly. The dildo slid out some as I stood but it was held in place by the fist. I walked over to the bed and positioned myself on my back to continue watching the sling action. Raising my legs, I started to fuck myself with the Gut Puncher. This is how I often use this toy, and it’s a great ride. Seeing me there, David grabbed the pipe and torch and came over to the bed. He got some good smoke going, then took a big hit, which he shotgunned to me. He did this a few more times, getting us both to the next level of spun. He grabbed hold of the dildo and said, “Get your legs in the air so I can fuck you deep.” He didn’t need to tell me twice, so I grabbed my ankles and raised my legs in the air. David started with just a little twisting of the dildo after inserting it. The design of this toy makes it deliver different sensations as it moves through your ass so that felt great. Next, he pulled it all the way out, slowing the withdrawal when he got to the widest part. Once it was out, he applied a ton of Slam Dunk to it and prepared to shove it back in. I held up a hand to give me some time to take some poppers. David grinned wickedly at me when he saw me open the bottle, knowing how I would feel. Once I had capped the bottle, he waited until the rush hit, and then he slammed the Gut Puncher into my ass. He shoved it in quickly and deeply. Then, he started to move it back and forth while twisting it around in my deepest recesses. The toy, the poppers, the T all had me in ecstasy and I was moaning like a pig. He fucked me with that toy until he tired out, and my legs needed a break. Once he worked the dildo out of my ass, he looked at me and said, “Now, it’s my turn.” The sling was vacant, so I suggested that we move over there. Jim and Chris had finished their session, and they were on the couch with Marc, watching us. Zach had one of my dildos suctioned to the floor and was riding it, in a world of his own. David got in the sling, and Jim brought over the pipe for a few more hits. They both blew clouds and got a little deeper into the T depravity. Meanwhile, I was applying lots of Slam Dunk to David’s hole, prepping it for the Gut Puncher. He was also going to get my own fist in this session. I told David to take some poppers, and then I’d start inserting the dildo into his ass. He hadn’t had anything in there for a while, so I’d be gentle on this round. He did a few snorts, and I started teasing his hole with the knuckles of the toy. The fist part of this toy is an awesome stretch, so I lingered right at his entrance, playing with movements of the knuckles. David squirmed around and kept moving further down on the sling, getting more of the toy inside him each time. Once the knuckles were past his entry, I slowly pushed the toy deeper. He was at the tail end of the poppers high but still feeling some effects of them. He reached back to spread his ass wider, and the rest of the toy slid all the way inside him. Damn, for a guy who took his first fist two days ago, he was working this toy like a champ. David’s ass had clamped onto the Gut Puncher, so all I could do was twist it around inside him. I also moved the toy left and right, up and down, so that I could break some of the suction that was holding it in. While it was in there so firmly, I applied lube to my hands in preparation for being the next thing in his ass. Slowly, due to the suction of his hole, I withdrew the Gut Puncher. When it was about halfway out, I let go of it and let it droop towards the floor. Gravity would let it slide out of his ass, and the rubbing on his prostate would be intense. I watched closely as the toy slowly moved out of David’s hole. The hairs clung to the toy as it moved out, looking sexier than hell. In one final push, it dropped out and fell to the floor. Lube oozed out of his gaping hole, which was good since my hand was going right in. Making a fist with my left hand, I applied pressure to his hole. He flexed his hole, letting me get my hand inside him. Once my fist was in, I started rotating it in his ass. That always gives a nice stretch, and his hole was clearly enjoying it. I corkscrewed my fist deeper into his hole, letting him feel my knuckles graze his inner walls. Meanwhile, Zach had left his solo dildo play and was crouched near me. He was rubbing his fingers along my arm, periodically dipping them inside David’s hole. He looked at me and grinned, saying, “Where did you find this pig?” David and I both laughed because we knew the levels of depravity that he had scaled over the last few days. We were both damn glad that we finally met. David’s hole took my fist for a little longer, but he was starting to clench up on my arm, so I withdrew and patted his hole, telling him what a great job he had done. He got out of the sling with a little assistance, and we staggered over to the bed, where we cuddled up with each other. Feeling his hairy chest on my back was wonderful, and I fell into a light doze.

I hadn’t seen my mate Jon for some time. The last time we saw each other in the flesh was three years ago. We’d been texting on and off since, and had made plans to meet when I was next in his area, but nothing seemed to happen. I’d known that he’d become poz, and while that was a slight turn on, and I admit I’d jacked off to the idea of him pozzing me, I knew it was ultimately irresponsible thoughts. We’d finally got around to having some free time, and arranged a weekend when we were both about. We used to gear up and fuck in his sling back in the day. I knew that it would be cheeky to assume this would happen regardless whenever we met. I liked him too much as a friend and known him too long to take the piss and expect sex every time we saw each other. He’d told me that it would be a mellow weekend and, he’d welcome the company. He’d been having the occasional mojo loss apparently. One of those side effects of becoming poz which I fully respected. I told him that it would be fine, but would he mind if I wore a little something, as we’d always felt free and comfortable hanging out in some rubber. He was cool about that, and so I popped a couple of bits in my bag to change into when I got there. So we met up, was good to see him after all this time. He’d been completely freaked out by becoming poz. His messages to be were initially all of concern and worry, and then he seemed to relax back into his old self once he started meds. We’d even text filthily about brotherhood and pozzing once he got into his groove. I knew he wouldn’t want to hurt me, and we were too close. I was surprised at how he looked – no major changes, but a certain look about him that I’d discovered poz men have. Whether through meds or how severe things were. He still looked good, but I knew that he had had a few issues about it all over time. As the afternoon wore on, he said to make myself at home and slip into something more comfortable if I fancied. It felt a bit awkward, but he said he was totally fine about it. So I thought I’d pop a rubber vest and shorts on, and then came back into the room and joined him on the sofa. “Ooh nice” he said and smiled. “I might have to join you after all”. I thought that would be great. It had been ages and just feeling comfortable around each other in gear was great. He came back into the room with similar gear on. His chap shorts with the yellow stripe and jock looked as hot as ever, as was the zip up vest. I’ll admit my cock was stirring when I saw him like that. However we were behaving and you know, it’s not just all about sex, yeah? He went and got us a couple of drinks and we laid back and stared bored towards the TV. Some quiz show or other. I wasn’t really sure. However I started feeling a bit weird. Headachey, and also like I’d taken some Nytol or sleep aid. Admittedly it had been a long day and so wasn’t that bothered at first. “He put his hand on my stomach and gentled rubbed my nipples. Oh man, it was fantastic. “You’re looking good mate”, he said. “You too fella. Have missed this, just hanging out” Staring into his eyes as he grinned. I thought nothing of how I was feeling otherwise, just fully in the moment enjoying time with my mate in gear. He leaned in to kiss me and it was just like the old days. I assumed kissing would be fine. People would still kiss if they weren’t feeling sexual. Or at least I assumed. I was starting to get hard in my shorts increasingly lost in the moment, not feeling like I was in a hurry to get up or move out of his way. His hand moved down to my crotch and he gently stroked to hardening rubber bulge “Hmmm, nice”. I had missed this, and so was lost in the moment. He began to unzip my crotch and I just let him do it. Thinking that if this was a loss of mojo, then lord knows what he’d be like when his mojo was back. Just mates. Enjoying each other. He knew how to work me, after all these years, and I was letting him. I hadn’t thought where this was heading. Just loved and was living the moment. We came up for air and I reached to finish off my drink. I drained the bottle and thought it tasted a little sediment-y at the bottom. I just assumed it was the beer. I’d not heard of the brand before, as I’m not a craft beer drinker, so just believed that this was craft beers tasted like. Then I stood up, almost as if to halt what might be happening between us. I felt quite dizzy and asked for some water. That was the last thing I remembered then anyway. Waking up a little later, I groggily looked at my surroundings. The heat of the day had made the sheets sticky and, oh… this was his rubber playsheet. I recognised it from many times. How did I get here? I also felt a weight on my neck. A chain and padlock. I sure as hell wasn’t wearing that earlier. I started to feel a bit concerned and tried to focus. It was his playroom. I’d been here many times before but just wasn’t expecting to be in it on this occasion. I tried to look around and spot where he was. I could see him in the chair across the room. “Hello mate. You’re back with us then?” He was grinning. I just felt like I’d embarrassed myself and passed out. “I just needed to get you a bit more on my wavelength mate. You see, yes it’s technically true the meds are playing with my head and libido. What I didn’t mention was that I decided to bin them. I’m ‘between meds’ so to speak. Well, that’s if I decide to restart them again that is”. Now I was a tad concerned. This seemed a bit of a set-up. “You always seemed to get off on the idea of me being poz, and that’s horny. However I’ve been getting off on the idea of you being poz too. But as you say, ‘it’s all horny chat’” Oh shit, where was this heading? I thought. “But you know, I get the feeling that you want to join us. And I want you to join us too” Shit. He’s gone into gifter mode. Fuck. I tried to pull myself up, only to realise the chain around my neck was tugging on something else. Oh fuck. He’s secured me like some animal. I looked over and he was grinning. He stood up and came towards me, and put me in a headlock and stuff a bottle of poppers under my nose. Jesus fuck they were strong. My cock seemed to strain harder than ever. Chemical lust fled through my head into my brain. He uzipped his cock and jerked it into my face, it’s a hot cock, and at that moment it looked like a work of art and the tastiest thing ever. “Feed” I was both terrified but horny as fuck. Maybe this was some scene or something. Maybe he was horny and wanted to do a bit of role play. I filled my mouth with that cock. A brief flash reminded me that it was slightly different now. Not necessarily in form, but, you know, it was now poz. “Nice mate. You see, I know that you want this. And I want this too. I want to free you. I want you to be my pozbrother. That’s why I decided to arrange this recruitment session” I was too far gone to recognise logic or sense by this point. Just devouring that beautiful poz cock. He looked magnificent. It was somehow what I imagined but never genuinely thought it would be like. Someone who I’ve known and loved all these years now wanting me to become like him. It was fucked up, but increasingly I was loving it. It was all making perfect sense. He pulled out of my mouth and told me to turn around. As much as I could with the limited movement, I was now obeying his every word. My hole was seemingly asking for it, suddenly hungry. “This ain’t gonna take long pig. I’ve been edging watching you and didn’t want to allow for any time to elapse before you realised what I was doing” Shit. This was it. He was off meds and about to fire toxic cum into me. I would have applauded his enterprise had it not circled around him infecting me. Yet my cock was reacting well enough and he was being pretty rough regardless. We’d had some hardcore sessions in the past but this was something else. Like he had drive and purpose. “You and I have a great future ahead of us now. Let me make you a convert, let me make you into a brother like… Aaaaargh!” Hang on. He’s… he’s just flooded my hole with cum. No, no, no, no, no. This must be a trick. Some set up. He lowers his weight upon me and whispers in my ear “Welcome to the brotherhood” There it was. The moment I’d wanked about. The moment I genuinely feared, but secretly wanted. It was a strange feeling. We were both there. Intimate, yet still brutal. I was his prey, or that’s how it felt anyway. Yet his determination and poz worldview saw me as a target for assimilation. I was both terrified and turned on. Honoured, even. “Why didn’t you just say you wanted to do this?” I panted. “Because I knew you’d chicken out. I knew that the reality of the situation would scare you off. I had to make sure that didn’t happen, otherwise I’d never have claimed you” I was half dumbstruck but also touched at his words. “I wouldn’t be surprised if the flu starts kicking off within a fortnight. I’ve been off meds a while, and the last guy I bred a month ago has already come back to thank me for bringing him into the brotherhood. You have one load in you now anyway. I will happily fuck you a couple more times just to make sure” There’s no rational response to that. All I could look at the tenderness, and the hunger of him. This was brand new territory. One of my best mates wanted me to be poz like him so I could enjoy that life, and I knew that I would come around to thanking him eventually. All I could do now was to look him in the eye and say “Yes brother. Make me like you. Let us become one.”

Exactly. Also fun fact, black men like to bottom too. So the whole fetishized role play so many white people do is a huge turn off.

Once I was chatting with a guy on Manhunt whose profile pic was of his tramp stamp. He asked me to unlock. I did, he immediately blocked me. Later, at a church picnic, one of my fellow church members removed his shirt and guess what I saw tattooed on the small of his back. Also, before we moved, on two or three occasions, I saw friends of my sons on A4A or Grindr; including this one kid who used to spend the night at our house when he was 13 -14. My son informed me he became a notorious gay slut in college.