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I started off pretty innocent, all things said. I'd made it all the way through college without getting high once, not even pot. My oldest brother was a serious stoner and dropped out of college, and I never wanted to hear my parents talk about me in the way they did about him. So I was a model child - straight As and drug-free. Right up until I was 23. I'd known I was kinky. My first sexual experiences was jerking off while smelling the undershirts and briefs of my uncles. I'd sneak in and steal jocks from the football locker room in high school. In college, I experimented more, and was 100% sure I was a submissive. I longed for a Dom, but was often too shy to do anything about it. Anyways, after graduating college and joining the "real world", I'd moved to Atlanta and started hooking up here and there. And on one particular Friday, I decided to make a fantasy of mine come true: I wanted to have a guy piss in me after coming. I got online and went to NKP and made a post. I was honest about things - what I was looking for, etc. I got a few responses from men who were definitely offering more than I was interested in, either by partying or they were poz or whatnot. I longed for the darkness they offered, but I wasn't there. I waited for something more my speed. It finally came in the response from a profile that could have been tailor made for me. Nice older black man, in his early 40s, muscular from work, and not a gym, negative and didn't mention drugs in his profile at all. Nick sounded perfect. "hey there, cutie. I see you're looking for something specific tonight". I replied that I was; it had been a fantasy of mine. We chatted a bit more, talking about my interests and limits. Yes, we could do bondage. Yes to oral. Yes that I while I didn't bareback, I knew I'd have to for this. And the big one, no, I didn't use any drugs. Nick said he was in, told me to get myself cleaned out and come over to his place about 8:30pm. I headed over and pulled into his driveway about 8:20. I texted him and he said to come on inside, the door was unlocked. He wanted me to strip and kneel when I got inside. I did so, and then Nick walked into the foyer. He was everything his profile showed and then some. I was smitten just seeing him walking towards me in nothing but a pair of well worn jeans. Nick had a smooth solid chest, tightly curled black hairs covering his chest, and I could see his pubes just above the waistline of his low-fitting jeans. Everything about Nick was my type. "Damn, you are one pretty little white boy," he drawled. His accent was much deeper than my own. "Um...thank you, Sir. Most men think I'm a little too femme." "No worries about that, boy. I like you girly ones even better." He was standing over me and I was shaking like a leaf looking up at him. "Don't be nervous. I can see you shaking. I'll make this good for you." Nick reached around and gathered my long hair up in his hand and held on. He started walking away, pulling on my hair and making me stumble forward on all fours and struggle to crawl behind him to keep up. "That's right, on your knees and trailing after me like a good boy. You was made for this." In the middle of Nick's living room he had a low ottoman and he led me over to it. "Lay your chest over it, boy, with your hands behind your back." I did as he told and he gathered up my wrists and I could feel the roughness of a jute rope wrapping around them and tying them together. "I like to use rope that leaves a mark, boy. This way you'll remember you were bound at my mercy for a few days later....every time you see these marks." I tried to adjust my wrists to get comfortable, "don't struggle too much boy or you'll sure to mark up your wrists and rub em raw. Make sure you can move and feel your fingers. I don't want them too tight." I did as told and let him know they were OK. "Now, lets get these shoes and jeans off". While I was draped over his stool, Nick went about undressing me from the waist down. I was wearing a cute pair of lacy purple thongs and Nick told me how sexy they were and how he was going to leave them on me. He settled back behind me and I sort of relaxed into the ottoman holding my weight, and Nick started rubbing my ass and my hole. I felt him dribble some lube on my crack and jumped at the coldness. "Settle down now!" Nick yelled at me and gave a powerful smack on my ass that had almost had me crying from the start. "I don't want to hear nothing from you, boy, while I work you open. You aren't nearly ready for my cock, so you shut the fuck up and give me your ass to open!" He brutally shoved 2 fingers in all the way to the knuckles right away. I yelped and got another heavy slap on my ass. "Do I need to gag you to shut you up?!"...."No, Sir....I'll be quiet and good." Nick played with my hole....2 fingers....and then a 3rd....then two fingers from each hand and pulling my hole apart. I struggled to keep quiet, because Nick was absolutely not going easy with any of it, but I did. I wanted his cock and piss inside me, and if I had to suffer a little to get it, I would. Working my hole with 3 fingers, I heard Nick lubing up something behind me...and I just assumed it was his cock. But next thing I know, he's moved to my side, has one hand holding my bound wrists in my back and holding me down. His fingers are stretching me wide as he fucks them in and out of me. "Now, faggot, you take this quietly, and don't tell me 'no' or to stop, and you'll get my piss inside you. You pussy out and cry or beg me to stop and I will, and I'll send your ass home." "Yes, Sir, I understand". With that, he removed his fingers and a few seconds later, I felt something hard and blunt pushing my hole. "This is bigger than my fingers, faggot, but you need to wear this to get ready for my cock. Take it like a good hole...like the good hole you said you are." I accepted the tip, but it flared large fairly quickly and started stretching me beyond what Nick had already prepped me for. He knew the moment when I began to struggle because his hand clamped tightly around my wrists and his entire arm held me in place. "Not a fucking sound from you, faggot!". He growled at me and applied more pressure. I was trembling underneath them and fighting to keep from crying out as he pushed it deeper....when I thought I was about to tear into, I felt it pop in, and my ass clinched up around it. "Such a good faggot. Stayed good and quiet, too". Nick was rubbing my back and down my over my ass...jostling the plug a little just because. He paused for a moment and wiped his hands on a towel he had ready, and moved around in front of me. He lifted my head and brushed the tears on my face away. "Here, take a few hit of these and relax....your hole knows it has what it wants and it'll accept it." Nick held an open bottle of poppers under my nose, and I did 4 deep inhales on his instruction....four on the left side and hold....then release....then 4 on the right side and hold....then release. By the time that last exhale the poppers were hitting me hard, and I could relax some around the large plug in my hole. I didn't think I'd ever had anything that big inside me. "You look so pretty, Chase, bent over my stool....wearing my ropes.....crying for me." It was the first time he'd said my name, and I felt like the best boy in the world. "Now, you said you could deep throat, right pretty boy?"...I nodded "Yes, Sir". He gave a low growl and said, "that's exactly what I wanted to hear. Here, have some more poppers and then I want to feel your throat around my cockhead."

Just got 5 loads back to back from random hookups, hopped on sniffies, posted that I'll be ass up and in need for loads and quick cause I was meeting friends for lunch. 5 guys texted back, all looked legit and good looking, nice dick pics (one was exceptional and stated he had a 10" monster) gave them the instruction and told them all to cum by The first texted he's at the door so I was waiting in the leaving room and I unlocked the door from the phone and told him just fuck me. he came, dropped his pants and started rubbing his cockhead on my hole saying "what a good slut you are, waiting for my load" and many other lovely things that get me horned up and I begged him to just use my hole and breed me! He just shoved all the way in, must've been 6"-7" and decent thick, he gave me a nice rough fuck and I was moaning begging for his load while he kept calling me a slut. soon after he was getting close as I saw a text from the 2nd guy so I unlocked the door for him while the 1st guy was unloading his load in me saying "take my load you fucking slut", just as the second guy stepped in saying "I'm next to use that hole" the first pulled out the the other stepped in front of me to clean him (have I mentioned how much I fucking love ATM??? Tasting the cum and my sweet ass juices gets me so horny!) Soon after he left and the guy fucking me was commenting on how good my sloppy hole feels. then guys # 3 and 4 came together and I let them in as the #2 was cumming in me. Again, he pulled out, #3 shoved while I was cleaning #2 and sucking #4 who was the guy with the 10". Bingo! #2 left and then 3 and 4 alternated positions while spitroasting me while calling me all sort on names which I just encouraged them to go on and use me as the slut that I am. #5 arrived to watch the scene and joined in while 3 and 4 were double penetrating me and gave me his cock to swallow! they both came together and 5 just threw me my back, lifted my legs and shoved in, at this point my hole was a sloppy mess and full of cum sloshing which really got him going, his 8" felt so good in me and he was adding fingers too and giving me a taste of all the loads and my ass juices which I hungrily licked! It didn't last long and 15 minutes later he dumped another load deep in me and it felt like a big one. I was squeezing my ass muscled to keep all the loads in as he was pulling out, he got up and started to put his pants back on but I stopped him cause I wanted to clean his cock for him. Good start of the day!

I really hate it. I don't think I'm the only guy who can't just always drop everything in a hot second to play. But I get a ton of people on sites like sniffies who delete messages before I even have a chance to read them. Sometimes in a few minutes. And even on sites like a4a I sometimes get people who will say things like "looking for now not later" and then they will block you if you can't meet right away. It is just super annoying and even worse sometimes these people are very abusive about it, calling anyone who is online other than when they are going to meet right now a "flake" or worse.

Yeah, there's always a bit of a risk, but a lot of the guys I meet are either limited experience and bi curious, or they've not had a chance to do any douching. So they either don't know about clearing out, or they haven't been able to do it cause they're meeting up right after work, etc. Well, I get horny and want to top anyway, and most the time it's completely alright. When I'm rolling around with a hot guy and my dick ends up on his hole and he says he's not got ready, I'm going to be telling him it's cool, let's just give it a try because I don't want to miss out. I don't always go deep in a guy though, if it's unknown how well prepped he is then I'm happy with a couple of inch inside him, that's plenty to feel his hot, sexy hole around me.

Cant write that 😉 But was incest.

The Poz Boat Dillon was going on the cruise without his bride since she left him at the altar. They had been dating since college and after Dillon’s couple years in the minors trying to make it in baseball he asked her to marry him. He felt embarrassed after she didn’t show at the ceremony. He knew he couldn’t get a refund on the cruise they had planned for a honeymoon so he went alone. Jack figured it would give him time to forget about her and reflect on his life. He spent the first day at sea alone at the pool working on his tan. That’s where he met Christopher and Jack. Christopher was the oldest of the couple at 30 he was a bit taller than Dillon coming in at 6’ 3” and weighed about 180 with dark brown hair and eyes. Jack was his younger partner just shy of 20 years, 5’ 10”, 140 pounds, with Black hair and green eyes. Both men were fit and well defined after obvious work in the gym. Jack had noticed the 25 year old as he stretched his 6’ frame out on a lounge chair in his board shorts. Jack pointed the young man out to his partner as they admired his lean, muscular body, flat 6 pack abs, smooth skin and long blond hair. Christopher commented how nice it would be to use him for a night of fun. Quickly the three men started to chat. Before too long they had made plane to hang out that evening. The sun began to dip in the sky as they went to their separate rooms to get ready for dinner and a night out. After dinner Dillon was to meet the two other men at their cabin. He found their room and knocked on the door. The door opened up by Jack wearing just a towel who told Dillon that Christopher was in the shower. Jack welcomed Dillon in the room and offered him a drink. The towel clad man fixed Dillon a drink and handed it to their guest. As Dillon sat on the queen size bed in the middle of the room Jack dropped his towel and searched through his bag for something to wear that night. Dillon tried not to stare at the young man as he searched his bag. After many years in locker rooms Dillon was accustom to other naked male bodies. Dillon was sipping on his drink as Christopher came out of the bathroom with his towel over his shoulder. He greeted their guest. Jack asked if Dillon had any thoughts what they all should do that night. Dillon was well into his drink as he began to feel a little horny. He was confused at the feeling as he began to get hard. The tent in his cargo shorts was hard to hide as a naked Christopher moved in closer. Dillon was caught off guard as the naked Christopher was close. Dillon had a friend in college that was gay. On a couple rare occasions he was in the receiving end of a nice blow job while drunk but never thought of anything more. Christopher asked Dillon again what he wanted to do that night. Jack made a comment about Dillon’s hardening cock as the two men were now on either side of their guest. Jack looked at and Christopher and gave him a wink to signal that Dillon’s drink was spiked with ample Viagra and GHB. Dillon was in a daze as he noticed both naked men standing with their cocks pointing at Dillon. Dillon was beginning to feel the G as Jack took his drink from his hand. Christopher started to unbutton Dillon’s shirt. Jack came back and began to rub the back of Dillon’s head. Dillon was lost in the G and the sensations he was receiving from the two men. Christopher made a suggestion that seemed to go right into motion. Knowing what happened to Dillon with his bride, Christopher suggested that he relax and let whatever happens between the three of them happen. With the G in his system Dillon was easy prey as Jack helped remove the rest of Dillon’s clothing. Jack got on his knees and began to suck Dillon’s hard cock. Jack was impressed with Dillon’s 8” cock as Jack thought to himself that it was too bad he wouldn’t get to use it after this suck job. While Jack worked on Dillon’s pole Christopher put the rest of the plan in motion. While out of sight of their guest he retrieved a prefilled point and moved in for the kill. When he returned to the bed he found Dillon on his back with his eyes closed while Jack was still sucking Dillon’s cock. They had Dillon right where they wanted him. Christopher sat down laying his legs across Dillon’s chest. Dillon looked up at Christopher as he looked for a good vein in Dillon’s arm and stuck the point in Dillon. Dillon looked up as Christopher registered a quick flash then emptied the slam in the unsuspecting Dillon. Dillon coughed out 3 times as Jack stood up and kissed his partner before retrieving 2 more points for themselves. The slam given to Dillon was double what the couple were about to administer to themselves. Jack handed one to Christopher as they kissed again. They each administered their own slam as Dillon was riding a strong rush. After each coughed and were ready they began to work on their new toy. Dillon was positioned on all fours as Christopher got behind him and Jack was at his head. Jack took a moment to kiss Dillon as he took a hold of his head before he sat down in front of Dillon and worked his mouth on his own hard 8” cock. While Jack was teaching Dillon to suck cock Christopher began to rim his virgin ass. As Dillon began to suck on Jack’s cock moans were escaping around Jack’s tool as Christopher’s tongue began to probe into Dillon’s hole. Jack gave Dillon instructions as Christopher readied his ass. Since Jack had just slammed he knew he’d blow a load quickly and Dillon would have his first taste of cum. Christopher looked at Jack as prepared Dillon’s hole for his own 9” cock. Jack signaled to Christopher that he was getting close. Christopher knew it was time and got on his knees behind Dillon. He positioned his cock at Dillon’s virgin hole, grabbed his hips as he pushed his way inside.’ While Christopher was invading Dillon’s ass Jack took a good hold of Dillon’s hole as he knew he was about to deliver his load in Dillon’s mouth. Jack cums fairly quickly after his first slam and he was ready to deliver his load as Christopher was sliding inside Dillon’s formerly virgin ass. The thought of Christopher taking Dillon’s virginity had him on the verge of blowing his load. As he was about to cum he told Dillon one thing, swallow bitch. Dillon felt Jack’s cock expand and then fire his cum as he swallowed without a thought. After Jack had finished cumming he held his cock in Dillon’s mouth for his to clean and help him get harder again. Christopher began to fuck away at Dillon’s tight hole as Dillon was working on Jack’s semi-hard cock. Dillon was lost still lost in the G as he Christopher was fucking him. Christopher was eager to drop his own load inside this young straight man. As the G began to wear off Dillon was growing a wear of what was happening. Jack’s cock was growing hard in his mouth as he realized that he was getting fucked at both ends. He felt the cock in his ass grow harder as Jack pulled him off his cock and kissed him. While Jack was kissing him Christopher grunted as he unloaded inside Dillon. Christopher commented, that’s one load in each end as Dillon looked back to see who was fucking him. Dillon was lost in what was going on since he felt as if he was enjoying himself the action continued. Now it was time for Jack to fuck Dillon. As Christopher slowly withdrew from inside Dillon, Jack moved to take Christopher’s place. Jack quickly slid inside Dillon as Christopher moved to Dillon’s head. Christopher sat down in front of Dillon and told Dillon to clean his cock. The G was mostly out of his system as he looked at Christopher’s cock and eased the soft tool into his mouth. Christopher ran his fingers through Dillon’s hair as Jack fucked. Since Jack had already dropped a load it would take some time before he would drop his second load. This gave him time to work Christopher’s load in deeper as the couple shared an evil grin. Dillon’s legs were getting tired as Jack fucked into him. They repositioned him on his back and Jack continued to fuck him. Dillon began to wonder how long this guy could last when Jack began to breathe a little heavier. Dillon could feel Jack’s cock begin to thicken and he knew it wouldn’t be much longer. It was another 15 minutes until Jack screamed out and filled Dillon with another load. Christopher was hard and ready and took a second turn at Dillon’s ass. As Christopher teased Dillon’s hole he noticed that there was a slight pinkish to the cum that oozed out. Christopher smiled as he slid back inside Dillon. Dillon was left moaning as the couple took turns filling their chemmed up bottom. After each took several turns Christopher lay down on his back as Dillon was directed to mount Christopher’s cock. Once Dillon was down to the base Christopher pulled him in for a kiss while Jack got behind the impaled man and began to work his 8” in alongside the cock already inside. Dillon moaned out in pleasure and pain as his hole was stretched to accommodate both cocks. This fuck took the longest as both assaulted his hole as the sun began to peal through the curtains. After both men deposited their loads and withdrew their softening cocks Dillon could hear Christopher comment that after those two loads the grand total came to 9 charged loads, 5 from Christopher and 4 from Jack. Jack reminded him of the one load down Dillon’s throat. Dillon had no clue what charged load mean as he was starting to come down from his high. The couple helped Dillon back to his cabin and left him in bed to ponder his unknown future.

The local bath house has a 2x a month “ladies” night and I love to dress in slutty pvc and Chasity , did my hair and make up and went .. after settling in my room and getting ready I venture to the play area , a cute gurl is having a train run in her so I slide under and suck and play with her clit as she takes load after load , before long I am using the cum leaking down her tiny balls as lube to stroke her tiny cock , she finally cums and it splashes me in my tits . But there are 4 more guys to fuck so she takes it like a good girl , the last one had the biggest cock it had to be 9 -10 inches and as thick as a coke can , she had had enough and called it .. by now I am the defecto slut so .. I get on my knees and with 2 guys left I lay on my back , spread my legs and my painted fingers spread my hole the older guy before Mr big cock lasts all of 5 pumps and dumps his seed in my hole . ( god I love the feeling of a slick wet cunt ) next up was the big guy , I use a ten inch toy at him and know I can take him .. he slides in and goes to the hilt , and sees my locked clit and I felt it get harder .. as he let me get used to him he was slapping my locked balls and that drives me crazy soon he is thrusting away and I am stuffed as full as I have ever been , I am leaking cum and he tells me most girls can’t take his cock this long . He just keeps pummeling my hole and I am leaking like crazy , by now my moans and yelling fuck me like the slut I am has drawn a crowd .. and soon a 8incher is face fucking me , I hear someone say that must be good hole she is taking it like a champ as Mr big blows his load in my hole and with such force I can feel it .. he pulls out . The guy I was just sucking goes to my hole is gaping open and he shoves his 7incher in and I barely feel it .. before long he dumps his load in me , and I lost count . I think I may be a cumslut .. I need to get on prep

Doc Murphy’s Therapy 4 I followed Mike down the hallway, watching those muscled glutes framed in the black straps of his jock move with every step he took. I realized the extent of Mike’s therapy... He was a two totally different men in that hard body. On we went... instinctively walking down the long corridor until we reached the door. I was expecting him to open it, but he turned and started to inspect me... his fingers roamed over my body until they slipped inside me. I inhaled deeply... my skin now on fire from the meth clouds I had been fed. “Fuck yeh...” Grunting in approval, he tightened my harness... my pecs now pushed up and out even more... He moved to face me and smiled, cupping my pecs with both hands. “Sam...” he whispered, taking my tit in his mouth and biting. I groaned at the pleasure in my tit vibrating through my pecs and concentrating in my cunt. Slowly, he chewed on it until I couldn't take it any longer. I fell to my knees. My tit now throbbing, I looked up into Mike’s slightly dilated eyes staring down at me. All I could do was beg as blood rushed back into my tit... “Please...” He nodded and, seemingly out of nowhere, produced a leash he connected to my collar. I groaned at the need to serve filling my mind... “Oh fuck, yeh!” I could hear heavy footsteps coming down the hall... I turned and saw Bry leading his leashed sub towards me. Shoving his cock into the sub’s mouth and using it like a cunt, he growled... “You look good like that, bro. I only wish I could have collared and led you out the shed away from your fucking dad that night.” “Fuck yeh! Bry! I would have left with you. Why didn’t you...” I moaned, seeing the sub’s dripping fat cock jutting up and over the waistband of his jock. I stayed there... watching Bry’s thick cock disappear into the hungry mouth with every thrust. "Fuck, bro... You weren’t ready.” he grunted, shoving his steel-hard cock into the sub’s smooth cunt. “What do you mean... not ready?” I moaned, carefully studying the sub taking my best friend’s cock. My eyes settled on the ripped sub... the sight of the perfect arch of his back... The words ‘present cunt’ came rushing to me. I knew what I had to do. I was going to transform my body into that. “Yep, bro... you’re gonna be beautiful...” Bry snarled, taking the fucking to a new level. “Fuuck me,” I groaned, watching the sub starting to push back onto Bry’s cock to meet every thrust. Like a beacon, the sounds of the savage rutting drew the others. We were again surrounded by the leathered gods watching Bry take what was his. With every thrust, his cock invaded the well-trained cuntboy. Then I heard it... the same sound I heard that night in the shed come out of Bry’s mouth as he shot his thick load. “Goddamn fuck!” A roar of approval filled the hallway. Immediately, the sub moved off Bry’s cock and took it into his mouth. “Fuck yeh!” I growled, watching the sub on Bry’s cock... “Clean it!” “You’re learning, bro.” Bry chuckled, "But there’s one more thing... this one here needs to learn the one thing that you’ve never needed to learn.” “What do you mean, bro?” I nervously asked. “Fuck bro... I saw you looking at my cock when we had to take a piss. At first, I thought it was just about my cock... Now you know I didn’t mind... but shit... Fuck, you paid more attention to it when I was pissing.” he laughed, stroking his sub’s cheeks. “Bry...” “S’ok, bro,” he said, looking down at the sub still on his cock. “It’s part of you... and it’ll be part of this one, too.” he growled, holding the sub’s head tightly and releasing his piss. “Goddamn yeh!” I moaned, watching the sub’s throat muscles tense as he drank from my best friend’s cock. Releasing the sub, Bry pushed him forward without a word. The sub made his way to me... Leaning in, he whispered in my ear... “You’re on your way.” he said, motioning to the door before our lips met. I felt Bry’s piss steaming into my mouth... Craving it, I swallowed the ever-increasing flow. ‘But how,’ I thought... Suddenly, I could feel a cock in my mouth and my lips wrapped around it. I realized it was Mike’s... He was feeding me his chemmed-up piss. Lifting my eyes to his, I encouraged him to feed me... I held on tightly to his hips and took his entire cock. He quietly moaned as he stroked my cheeks... “Fuck, Sam, not just some messed up kid.” With his bladder finally empty, he pulled out of my mouth. I stayed there on my knees watching him approach the door and knock three times. Hearing no response, he took my leash, opened the door and led me into the room. As the door was closed and locked behind me, I looked to the center of the dimly lit room but struggled to see anything. Mike was moving behind me and the lights brightened until I was able to see another leather god standing in the middle of the room between two slings hanging side by side from the ceiling. I fell back at the now familiar sight... “Aww, fuck!” Doc stood there... booted legs apart, wearing a pair of skin-tight chaps bulging from around his muscled legs sitting below his sculpted abs... his ringed tits sparkled on his harnessed pecs. Taking in the thick leather band encircling Doc’s left bicep, my hand moved to my right bicep to feel the leather band. “Serve...” I thought. My eyes went down to the long black leather gauntlets encasing his arms before moving to his crotch. His semi-hard cock and full sac was surrounded by a thick metal band pushing them forward. I sighed, seeing him kitted out in the same gear as Bry. “Fuck yeh, serve...” “Yeah, boy... you will.” He picked up a packed pipe and handed it to me. Taking the pipe, I held it in my mouth while Mike knelt and lit the bowl. I inhaled deeply... wanting to fill my lungs with the thick meth cloud. Feeling the effects, I turned to Mike and leaned in to release it... “Fucking gonna serve...” I growled. “Serve...” Mike moaned, taking it deep into his lungs. Doc remained standing there watching us feed on each other until the last of the shards were gone. Dropping the pipe, Mike moved in and kissed me... our tongues invading each other’s mouth. My body was on fire... every touch of Mike’s hands on me burned. I reached out to explore his hard body... feeling his smooth muscled torso... with my fingertips. “So fuckin sexy...” I moaned, breaking from our kiss. “Fucking better than a thesis.” he whispered softly in my ear. “What?!” I whispered back, startled at what he just said. “Shh...” he mumbled and kissed me again. Doc chuckled, seeing the effects we had on each other. “Good boys, it’s time.” Immediately, we stopped what we were doing and faced him. Without another word, Mike stood and pulled on my leash... leading me to the leather covered fuck bench. I quickly got into position... face down, my cunt exposed and vulnerable... as Mike fastened my ankles first. Moving up my legs, I felt Mike’s hand run against my cunt before moving to my wrists. He bent down and smiled... “Shit Sam, I’m gonna have more of that hot cunt later when we’re alone...” he winked, securing the other wrist and signaling Doc I was ready. “Shit yeh, fuck me.” I begged, feeling Doc’s fingers examining my cunt. “Yes, boy...” Doc chuckled, placing two fingers inside me while motioning to Mike. I moaned... feeling Doc’s fingers expanding and contracting... stretching me out. My cunt now ached... wanting to be filled. Looking up, I saw Mike approach and stand in front of me... his jock gone. His ringed cock now hard and jutting from his smooth crotch. In his hand he held a syringe... I knew what that meant... I slowly growled, wanting it. “Mmmmm, yes...” Wrapping a tourniquet around my bicep, he prepped my arm. “Please!” “Yeah?” Mike quietly snickered. I nodded... Mike placed the needle at my bulging vein and expertly slipped it in and drew blood. “Fuck Sam, I didn’t know...” he whispered, pushing the chems into me. Releasing the tourniquet, Mike stood in front of me... his cock now within reach of my mouth. I growled and closed my eyes, feeling the chems rushing through my body as Doc took a long thick black dildo and began fucking me. “Goddamn it!” I slipped my lips over the Mike’s cock and teased it with my tongue. Feeling Mike’s hand on the back of my head, I ran my tongue along the underside of the shaft going down my throat. Opening my eyes, I looked up to see Mike carefully studying my reaction to the thrusting of his cock into my mouth. “Mmmhmmm...” I whimpered, acknowledging our secret. Seeing our interaction, Doc laughed and slipped the dildo deeper inside me and began pumping... it was inflatable! I gasped as it began to expand and spread my cunt lips wider. Mike’s thrusts began to increase until I felt his cock explode in the back of my throat and release a torrent of cum I greedily swallowed. My moans on the Mike’s deflating cock filled the room as the thickness of the dildo expanded in me. Looking up into Mike’s eyes, he smiled and released his piss and filled my mouth. I was loving it... The piss kept coming and I gulped it down, wanting every last fucking drop. Mike just stood there... watching me take it. Feeling the stream slow, he pulled out and showered me with the last few spurts of piss. Mike quietly growled, licking up the piss and sweat dripping from my face... “Fucking love, it, bro.” “AWWW FUCK!” I hissed, feeling Doc’s cock slide across the fattened dildo and spread me open hard and fast. “Do it!” My head went back from the pain. Mike reach for my tits with a sadistic smile and gripped them tightly. He started twisting and rolling them between his fingertips. “Fucking harder!” I begged, arching my back to take all of Doc. All I could think of was making Doc feel good and that did it... Doc’s cock hit my prostate and rolling waves of heat surrounded it. “Shit yes, boy... take it all!” Doc yelled out, pounding and pushing me forward into Mike’s tightly gripping hands. Holding onto my harness, Doc continued railing into me... pulling it completely out and then shoving it back down to the root. Mike just stood there, my tits in his hands. My eyes stayed on him... “Fuck yeh! Harder!” I kept begging Mike... feeling the pain in my cunt tighten even more around Doc. Doc’s breathing became hard, taking deep breaths with every thrust. Then I felt it... his cock expanding inside my cunt. “Mutherfuucckkk!” he yelled, his body shaking from the flood of cum pumping into me before falling on my back. Doc stayed in me as my tits continued to be tortured... the pain causing me to grip on the deflating cock until he couldn’t stand it anymore and pulled out. He stood there, holding his spent cock... a drop of cum visible in his piss slit. “Release him!” Doc snarled. Without a second thought, Mike released my tits and scrambled to free me from the bench. Finally set free, we both dropped in front of Doc’s slimy cock and cleaned it... our tongues fought for the slimy contents of my cunt until there was nothing left but our spit. I knew what was next... I looked up into Doc’s eyes and whimpered, wanting to taste Doc’s piss. Doc stood above us with a steel-hard gaze and grabbed my jaw, forcing it open and steaming hot piss rushed from his cock slit. The first rush hit my chin and then rose to my open mouth. “AWWW Fuck!” I moaned, trying to swallow. Remembering Mike next to me, I grabbed him by the neck and pulled under the piss stream still coming from Doc. Doc laughed... “Fuckers... you want to share don’t you.” We started nodding and moaning, letting him know it was true. At that moment, Mike and I were bonded... No matter what’s happened between us, we served Doc. Doc stood back and his piss started covering both of us, spraying our bodies. The hot piss rushed down, glazing us in a bright sheen as it gathered around us on the floor. I was hypnotized, watching it drip over Mike’s smooth muscled body. We started rubbing and wiping the piss with our hands over each other. When the last drops finally dripped from Doc’s cock, he stepped back... “Goddamn sweet piss boys... clean yourselves up.” We happily started lapping the piss off each other... our tongues covering each other’s bodies and exploring every nook and cranny. Moving to my ear, Mike licked the drop on my earlobe and whispered... “Shit Sam... I’m definitely gonna remember this.” I moaned, taking his head in both my hands and kissed him. Again, we went at it... tongues plunging into each other’s mouth to taste Doc’s piss. We couldn’t get enough of each other. As we kissed, I could feel my bladder signaling a need to release. I pulled off Mike and smiled... “Bro, I gotta piss.” Mike growled... Moving to my cock, he opened up and I put my cockhead on his outstretched tongue. As soon as it hit it, his thirsty mouth moved to surround the head... My chemmed piss gushed out. I could hear Mike’s frantic gulping and I realized this was Mike’s first time drinking piss. I laughed, looking down at Mike watching me... “No fucking way! Really!?” All he could do was give me a slight nod... It seemed like I was releasing gallons into his willing mouth. He was drinking as fast he could, but my piss was building up and pouring out over his chin. “All of it, boy!” Doc ordered, clearly impressed with Mike’s new kink. Mike moved forward to take my whole cock until I felt his lips against my crotch. At this point, I could see him struggling to take it down and could hear each gulp he took. As the stream started to slow, he started to relax and pulled back to taste the last remaining drops. Rising, his lips met mine... giving me a taste of my own piss. “Fuck! I needed that!” he murmured, trying to make sure Doc couldn’t hear. “All right, boy... in the sling,” Doc ordered. I don’t know how but Mike and I knew which one he was talking to. Mike quickly positioned himself and I moved to lock him in. I heard Mike groaning and turned to Doc... his arms now encased in long black rubber gloves. “Do it,” Doc ordered. Without questioning, I grabbed a filled rig and alcohol pad on the nearby table. I walked over to Mike and stood there for a minute before he smiled. I nodded, fastening the rubber strap around his bicep and prepped his inner arm... Holding the rig in my hand, my body began to tremble slightly as the needle met his vein. “Remember, boy...” I heard Doc tell me. New memories rushed into my mind... I knew what to do... I had done this before. “Holy shit, bro... I remember.” I laughed and expertly slipped it into Mike. I released the tourniquet and stepped back as the dose rushed through him. I could see him turn his face to me and growl through his clenched teeth... “Goddamn Sam...” With a motion of his hand, Doc called me over... I obeyed... Grabbing a stool, I placed it between the two slings and took a step back to watch. Placing a tub of lube on the stool, he plunged his hand into its white contents... “Good boy... watch.” he told me. His fingers caressed his twitching cuntlips and slowly pushed more and more of his fingers inside. With his body now writhing, Doc’s slicked hand disappeared into him. My eyes widened watching Mike take a fist. I could see the hunger and desire in his face... he was being stretched open... Doc started to easily pull his hand back and forth... each time a bit further out of Mike’s cunt. It was obvious he’d done this before! The fisting grew more intense... I could see the sling now swinging back and forth causing Mike to slide further onto Doc’s hairy forearm. “Fucking cunt.” I moaned and closed my eyes... I felt a strong rubbered hand grip my shoulder. I opened my eyes and turned to Bry, now standing next to me. “Look bro... fucking pig is leaking.” It was true... Mike’s cock was releasing a clear rivulet of precum forming a puddle on the floor underneath him. Bry gripped my shoulder again and took a bit of the precum with his fingers and fed it to me. “Fuck, yeh!” I moaned, tasting the precum and sucking on Bry’s fingers. My emotions at this moment were overwhelming and I fell into his arms and started crying. “Fuck Bry! Why didn’t you say anything to me that night? If you had only asked me to come with you, I would’ve!” I felt Bry easily lift me up and drop me into the empty sling... “Let’s do it...” he growled, securing me to the chains and pulling on a cord on the wall. “Oh... fuck!” I moaned. A black cloth dropped to reveal a mirror above me reflecting my glistening sweaty body. I watched as Bry slipped a hand into the lube. Spreading the lube on my cunt with his now slick hand, he started teasing it... “God damn, bro... that is one hungry cunt!” he growled, leaning in and kissing me. I moaned, feeling him at my cunt while we were locked in a passionate kiss. “Fucking pig... you’re loving it.” he smiled, giving me a final peck to concentrate on my cunt. He did this for a while... him playing with my cunt. Then slowly he slipped a finger inside. My eyes opened wide as my cunt heated up. My head flew back, and I exhaled deeply... “Fuuuuuck!” “You want me to stop, bro?” “Fuck no, bro!” I barked back, not wanting it to stop. “Good boy...” Bry grunted, slipping a second one in and finger fucking me. “Your slammed up cunt is getting a second dose.” My head was spinning but I loved it. With two fingers inside me, Bry opened them up and stretched me out... he was preparing me. I could feel him spreading more lube on my cunt and a third finger entered and opened me up even more... “Fuck yeh, more please!” I begged as the meth in the lube hit my bloodstream. Growling, Bry took it up a notch and slipped a fourth finger in and spread my insides to a point I didn’t think was possible. All I cared about was Bry’s hand working its way deeper inside me. My body burned with desire to be opened up. I could feel his fingers going deeper into me with every thrust until... at last... Bry took full control as his thumb came together with his fingers. He started rotating into me until I felt his entire hand slide in. I closed my eyes at the immense fullness in my cunt... “Motherfuuuuuck, bro! I never knew!” I cried out, having my best friend inside of me. “Fucking proud of you, bro!” Bry growled, feeling my cuntlips surrounding his wrist with his long fingers exploring my cunt. “Looks like you’re where you belong.” “Mmmmm... yeh... where I belong...” I moaned, looking up at the leather god who now owned me. “Yes boy, right where you belong...” Doc smiled, his hand firmly in my cunt. “Yeh Doc... more please.” I mumbled incoherently, realizing where I was. I looked up into the mirror reflecting both slings. Doc was between Mike and me... a hand in each of us. “Fist me, Doc!” I begged, wanting to feel everything the muscled boy next to me was experiencing. “Of course, boy.” Doc chuckled... somehow knowing what I was thinking. I began to wonder how, but then I felt Doc’s hand begin to work its magic in me and I didn’t care. I tried to wriggle myself down to feel his fist deeper inside me as he began to thrust deeper... slowly at first but then he began to speed up... “Shit yeh, Doc... so good!” Every once in a while, he’d push into both of us a little harder or at a different angle after slipping more of the potent lube into our cunts. Mike and I kept our eyes fixed on each other in the mirror, watching each other easily take a fist. The only sound coming out of the three of us were the moans and grunts as Doc punched and rolled his fists into our cunts. I could see Doc was deep inside Mike and driving his arm further inside. I knew there was no way I could take that. My cunt began to clamp down... trying to prevent the fist from going deeper. Noticing this, Doc slowed down and started to expand his fingers... “Goddammit! YEH!” I cried out, feeling his fingertips rubbing against the walls of my cunt. Doc continued slowly working on my cunt, but his fist was deep inside Mike... driving it deeper and deeper inside him. My cunt began to throb around Doc’s fist as I watched Mike’s cunt loosening up around Doc’s invading arm in what must have been new depths... I could see Mike’s body tremble and stiffen... not being able to take a deep breath. He started panting from the pleasure surging thorough his body until he let out a loud cry and fell back on the sweat covered sling... “Oh fuuck... yes... FIST!” he moaned, sweat pouring off his body. With his fist and forearm still in Mike, Doc began to laugh at hearing him so clearly express himself after his first cunt orgasm. That’s it boy... you’re integrating, aren’t you... tell me the truth. You’re remembering.” Doc chuckled, stretching out his hand and fingering the slimy walls of his cunt. “Remember everything...” Mike stared at his reflection in the mirror as the fingers thumped inside him... I could see he was reliving every moment that he had still blocked out... remembering his training... how his body was transformed... the hair removal... the piercing... the years of service to Doc. Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore and blurted out... “Fuck! Yes! I remember everything!” Doc smiled and pulled completely out of our cunts and undid our restraints. Carefully, he lifted us out of the slings. Mike and I stood there, holding on to each other to steady ourselves. “You thought I didn’t know, did you, boys.” he said, standing there smiling... his gloved arms dripping with lube and our juices. Mike stood there trembling, finally remembering that he was there when Doc began my training... “Sam, I’m sorry!” I didn’t know what to say... I was still in shock at what was happening and looked to Doc... “Remember...” he said, looking straight into my eyes and giving me my trigger. “Oh, shit!” I blurted out... remembering the last bit of memories that Doc had blocked from my mind. Mike and I looked at each other in shock... It was true... I was supposed to help unblock Mike’s memories of serving Doc. My brain started processing it. I ran to the door and tried to open it but it was locked. Turning, I saw myself as if for the first time in the mirror covering the far wall. Stepping to it, I stared at myself... From the beginning, I had been trained to do it. Doc had turned me into the collared leather gear pig standing before me. I knew I couldn’t go back. Worse, I didn’t want to go back... this was who I was! But everything I had done was under Doc’s control. I didn’t understand. Was I just some fucked up kid Doc used to get the one he really wanted? What the fuck was going to happen to me? Doc quickly came up behind me and turned me to face him. “It’s ok, boy.” he told me, wiping the tears from my face. “You’re safe... you aren’t going anywhere. And don’t worry, you’ll never have to see your dad, again.” “Yeh, Doc?” I asked, not really believing him. “Yeah, Sam... you’re staying here.” Mike said, walking up behind me. I turned to face him... seeing the complete man. I sighed and hugged him. We stood like that for a minute... my chin on his strong shoulders. That’s when I saw him... Bry stood at the open doorway with his collared sub at his side... hard cock drpping standing straight up. “Fuck bro... you’re ready!” he growled, and they turned to leave. I wanted to say something, but Mike took my face in my hands, and we started to kiss like long lost lovers. I could hear their heavy footsteps grow dimmer, and I heard the last part Bry said... “You’re free, bro... free from your dad. Have at...” “Boys....” Doc chuckled, interrupting our make-out session. Turning, we saw Doc sitting in his leather chair... His legs stretched wide, framing his hard cock. In his hand, he held a freshly packed pipe. Mike and I turned to each other and smiled. We dropped to the floor and crawled to him. At his feet, we both sat back on our haunches and waited. Doc lit the pipe and took a deep hit. We both moaned watching Doc’s pecs rise as the cloud filled his lungs. Exhaling, he motioned Mike to approach. Mike took the pipe and took a deep hit and fell back. “Boy...” Doc exhaled, teasing me with the pipe. “Fuck yeh, Doc!” I growled. I went for the pipe as soon I got between Doc’s thighs, but he pulled it away. I looked up into his eyes wondering what I did wrong. “You didn’t do anything wrong, boy,” he said, grabbing my chin, placing the at my mouth. “Feed.” Wrapping my lips around the warm stem, I took a deep breath of clouds and filled my lungs to capacity. Finally realizing this is where I was meant to be all along, I looked up to Doc and smiled. Grabbing my face with both his hands, he leaned into my ear and whispered... “Remember boy... remember everything...” “Fuck Doc!” I moaned, turning to Mike and fed the thick cloud into his waiting mouth... “I do now, Doc. I remember everything...” The End

i won't deny i have specific taste in Men, but when i see the look of hunger in His eyes, or He simply tells me He wants or needs to fuck... then eyes me as a possibility, pretty much everything else goes out the window. i met a guy a few years back in Palm Springs. Visually, my favorite part of a Man is His ass, which is always ironic to me because pretty much the only things i do with a Mans ass are touch, maul, kiss, lick, rest my head on, and sigh a lot. i can 'worship' a Mans ass right along with HIs Cock, i'm just not a penetrator. So this guy would not have turned my head, He had lost His legs in a childhood accident and they were amputated all the way up to His ass, so He had no ass to speak of. He cock seemed sort of reconstructed too. But He messaged me and wanted to fuck, explaining His situation ahead of time. i am around different people all the time, i'm a critical care nurse, so i've learned that different is just different, not "disabled." (no one has every ability, so in a real sense, we are all abled and we are all disabled). We had a great time together. But again, my on button is a Man wants/needs to fuck, at that point, not much else matters to me... my switch is flipped by that and i'm presenting. Honestly, my desire runs at the surface, if Men had any idea how much i want them.....

Rex was pleased when Tom and Julio showed up. Tom was a tall wiry redneck, covered in tattoos and with a shaved head. When Tom pulled his pants off he revealed a long 12 inch tool. Not as thick as either Rex or Ed, but the entire length was pierced with a very cruel-looking Jacob’s ladder. Julio was a bit shorter, 5’11” and stocky, his dark hair and dark eyes intense with hardness, and his big muscles bulged and rippled. Julio’s 8.5-inch cock was one of the thickest Rex had seen—probably 8 inches around—it was thicker than Ed’s coke can by a decent margin. “Enjoy the show, boys,” Tom smirked, as Julio picked the bound boy up and tossed him in the sling. Julio untied the boy and restrained his arms and legs to the sling. Tom leaned in and slapped the boy, who was out of it, lost in the overwhelming sensations of his hole stuffed with chempiss and the near agony of an overstimulated pussy. Slapping the boy again, harder from the other side, Tom growled, “You want your daddy Tom to fuck you boy, so your pussy can pay for drugs?” “Fuck me yes, sir,” Wes managed, opening his eyes, “But you hurt me too, sir, god all that metal on your cock hurts so bad.” “Damn right it’s gonna hurt,” Tom smirked, “Your daddy Ed said we can really cut loose and use you the way we like tonight.” As Tom and Julio passed a loaded pipe back and forth, Tom oiled up his long pole, and methodically placed big shards of Tina underneath and around the metal of his piercings. Julio meanwhile used the remote to increase the prostate stimulator’s intensity, while simultaneously punch fucking the boy with the big plug. Wes was morning and screaming continuously, until Julio held a bucket under the boy and after delivering a series of brutal punches, told the boy to squirt the piss into the bucket. The minute that was done, Julio punched the plug in and out several more times. Tom lined his cock up and—in move they clearly had done hundreds of times before—Julio pulled the plug out just as Tom slammed his cock in to the root. Wes was suspended in the air for a second, as the plates of metal and burning shards of Tina pierced his entire colon. Rex admired the way the sudden penetration made the boys incredible six pack writhe and ripple. Wes began screaming and Tom commenced fucking, driving his cock in the boys hole at multiple angles, each shift delivering a brutal stretch and little burning bits of Tina. Tom fucked the boy for a solid 45 minutes, but after the first 7 or 8, Wes was enjoying the fuck, begging “Use me Daddy Tom, hurt me, use my pussy to pay for my daddy’s drugs.” Tom and Julio used the boy for nearly 5 hours. Ed had promised them two, but Ed was so turned on watching that he let them go on. Each of the men fucked the boy relentlessly, and Julio’s huge thick pipe made the boy groan, even as open as he was by this point. Tom loved to use Tina to hurt the boy. Sometimes he would spend 10 minutes barely fucking, simply moving his cock to a slightly different angle, dragging the using the loaded Jacob’s ladder to hit the boy’s increasingly fiery insides. Ed and Rex mostly watched, although sometimes they used the boys mouth. They each fucked him for a bit when the other two men wanted a breather, but the focus of the boys attention was on being an increasingly whorish pig for the rough red neck and his friend. For the last hour, they doubled Wes, putting him in every position imaginable. Wes struggled and panted, and as open as he was, he still was stretched and bruised by the combination of the super thick shorter cock and the metal pressed tight against his tender insides. After Julio and Tom came a final time, each of the four top studs gave the boy a huge load of very potent chempiss. Ed shoved the largest plug into Wes’s distended and dripping hole. Within seconds Wes was no longer exhausted, instead rolling his hips and clutching with his ass at the big plug. Ed slapped Wes hard, and Wes opened his eyes, black with lust and meth and begged “Use me Daddy, please.” Ed roughly opened the boys mouth, and spit in it. “Oh I am going to use you, fist you deeper and harder then I ever have before. Your new Daddy Rex is going to hurt you and open you before it’s my turn.”

I'm bottom and I love bareback talk. Acknowledging that the fucking is 100% raw, unprotected, no condoms, and that it's going to end up with a load planted deep in my guts. No ambiguity about the consent and that we're both fucking naturally. I also love the anticipation of breeding and talking about how the top is going to fill me up with a big and deep load and how I'm going to keep it inside. I love to beg as the top cums and make sure that he knows that I want a deep breeding. Anywhere else is unacceptable. I also like it when a top gets close and asks me if he can cum inside. It's very sexy and considerate and also puts the ball in my court whether i want him to last longer. I love any of the following words when being verbal: bareback, unprotected, raw, no condom, breeding, cum dump, sperm, babies, DNA, guts, pregnant.

Took me some time to write this down since this week was crazy busy, but this is what happened on Tuesday, soon after I first met Rob & Dean. When I got back home after that fist incredible fuck they texted me and we got super horny sexting till they asked if i'd like to come over on Tuesday to have a repeat and if I am up for them to invite a few of their friends. Of course I replied "Fuck yeah!!!" and jokingly asked if I could bring my partner too, they were up for that lol so I texted him the info and he was totally horned up by the idea. Game on! Fast forward to Tuesday... I woke up with my partner already poking my hole and we had our morning fuck and he kept telling me how excited he is about me being used today by a new group. I asked him to not dump a load yet cause I wanted to get cleaned first and then he can dump a load or 2 to lube me up for later lol We arrived at their place at 4pm, right on schedule. They greeted us naked so we both stripped at the door and I introduced my partner and we all shared a kiss while walking to their living room that was dimly lit, for some drinks while we waited for their other guests to arrive. we got a short briefing that they invited 4 other guys (2 couples) that they occasionally play with and I am to going to enjoy them all since they were too well endowed. At this point all 4 of us were hard as we sipped our drinks and I just finished mine with a chug, winked at my partner and dropped to my knees and started sucking them, starting with dean who was the closest while Dean and my partner moved towards us (they are both equally hung in size and girth but shaped a bit different lol) while my partner was showing Dean how well he can throat fuck me, Rob went to the door to greet the others that arrived all at the same time. I saw them with the corner of my eye as they walked in and stripping and I was groaning with the sight of 4 hot men, all hung and getting harder by the second watching me sucking cock, saying "so that's the slut you bragged about?" my partner answered "come over and try for yourselves" so a circle was formed, I was surrounded by 7 men, going from cock to cock like a bitch in heat and I couldn't get enough of it till they all were rock hard and fucking my throat harder and harder till I was covered with my throat juices. That's when Rob said we should take this party to the basement so I got up to stretch my leges and we headed downstairs to their basement that was obviously their family room when the kids are there but was transformed to a play room with a sling and a big mattress in the middle of the room. This is going be fun! That's when I was placed on the sling, tied my legs and hands and the plug I had in me was pulled out by my partner who told them "I loaded him up with 2 loads for you guys, don't go slow, fuck my beautiful partner up!" I just groaned as on by on they started plowing me, the first one played with my hole entrance with his 10" cock, then smiled at the group and shoved all the way in. I was gasping from the surprise and told him to just give me all he got! That started the train of men fucking me on the sling, pulling out and replaced by another while I was given their cock to clean up. At this point, about an hour later only 3 loaded me up and they wanted to switch positions so I was put on my hand and kneed on the mattress and the spitroasting began. again, one by one they took turns fucking both my hole and my throat while in between someone placed a bottle of popper up my nose to keep me horned up (as if I need to be MORE horny lol) they all commented on what a good slit I was, how my partner is very lucky and they were all impressed by how well I took dick deep in me in both holes and how good I clean the cock that just pounded my hole with my mouth. I was just groaning and moaning and begged for them to continue. on a side note, the smallest cock was Deans at 8" and thick, the rest were all 9 and 10 while Rob and my partner were both 11". I was a very happy slut! By now they all dumped at least 1 load on me while both Rob and my partner dumped a second load in me, my hole was a cummy mess and sloppy while I used my muscles to tighten up. That was when they wanted to try double penetrating me as they all heard I could take is so well so the hosts were given the first go as Rob was laying on his back while I lowered my used hole on his till he was all the way in me while Dean began shoving his cock too. Someone fed me poppers and I was in heaven! they began thrusting in and out till the found a good rhythm while the rest of the guests cheered them on, shouting "fuck yeah, use the slut!" and I was riding like a pro putting on a show. they fucked me like that for a while till they both loaded me up at the same time, I kept riding with my sloppy hole till my partner laid next to us and I was lifted off the cocks in me by 2 guys and I was put down on my partners cock till he was too all the way in, then the routine began, one by one the pushed their cock in alongside my well hung partner, till they all came in me, except for my partner (he has incredible stamina!) I think this all went on for almost 1.5 hours of non stop Double Penetration of my hole which was so loose by now and cum was running down my legs as I stood up. That's when my partner told Rob lay down and that he wanted to show the group how well I could take two 11" cocks up my cunt and they did exactly that! They went full power on my hole and plowed my hole so hard, we were all moaning like animals for nearly 30 minutes till the both nutted in me! I was both exhausted and yet my hole was buzzing from all the pounding and loads I received wanting more!! after a short rest that we all grabbed a drink and chatted a bit I was placed back on the sling, this time they wanted to really open me up even further so I was fed more poppers as my partner showed them how well my used hole opens up as he began inserting his fist, using only the loads that they all dumped in me. i just love how feeling my partner fill me up like this can be both so intimate and yet so sleazy in the situation! he began putting on a show for them and went deep slowly till I was having another anal orgasm (by this point I came handsfree like 4-5 times already lol) And again, a train of men fisting me began, I was shivering from all the attention I was getting, a fist in my hole, hands groping me all over and a dick in my mouth. A total pig! At one point my partner was in my mouth and loudly asked if I was thirsty, I knew exactly what he meant and just moaned, he understood the sign and I began feeling the warmth in my throat of his piss as he started flooding my guts. They all cheered again and as my partner pulled out his saved a bit of his piss to spray directly on my mouth and over my face. Oink! needles to say that they all took turns pissing in my mouth or on me (I guess it was good we told the hosts to prep with a rubber mattress 😉) I was in pig heaven! this went for a while and I had a fist in my at all time, at some point 2 guys stretched my hole with their hands, stretching me even further and then they started punch fucking me. I just couldn't believe how good it all felt and I just begged them to go even further. And hour later, when they decided it was time they wanted to dump one more load in me and they started fucking my lose hole yet again, it was overflowing with cum till one by one they began dumping their loads in me Of course I cleaned them off with my mouth like the good pig that I am (I fucking love ass to mouth!!!) This time it was faster and 40 minutes later they were all done loading me up, I was plugged with a big plug my partner brought with us and was release from the sling. it was hard for me to stand up, my legs were like jello lol Overall we spent 5 hours when I was the only bottom for the men to fuck, breed, fist and filled with piss as we said our goodbyes and were headed home in an Uber, I bet the driver could smell all the cum, piss and swear we were both covered with lol we arrived home, both well spent we headed to the shower as my partner unplugged me, shoved his big cock deep in me and dumped one more last load in me before I release 25-30 loads they all dumped in me and we went to bed, i was cuddled and had his ever hard cock in me As we fell asleep he whispered in my ear how proud he is of me and what a wonderful slut I am 🥰

I’m in the hairy hole camp and I like it like that😁 It was a struggle when I was younger to accept how hairy I was especially since back then the clean shaven twink look was idolized, or that’s how it felt to me. After I got more confident in my own skin I noticed that there are a lot of guys that love hairy, so while I’m not everyone’s cup of tea I’m the cumdump tea of choice for all hairy / masc lovers 💅🏻🍑💦😈

Passed the 200 mark over the weekend. Was blindfolded and ass up on a fuck bench, or in my room at the bathhouse. Took seven loads home that night and let my boyfriend churn them in my sloppy pussy and deposit three of his by morning. 205 loads YTD.

I think many guys can separate their emotional sexual orientation from their physical. I am 100% straight when it comes to love. I am not attracted to men in a romantic sense at all. But I am definitely bi when it comes to sex. Perhaps the guy mentioned in the first post identifies as 100% straight when it comes to emotional attachment.

Sugaring hair removal for a smooth pink hole.

Indeed I am, I need the feeling of being used by men for fucking, breeding and humiliating me

I knew I answered this, didn't realize it was so long ago lol. love how my entire body is completely smooth after the laser (except for part of the pubes hehe)

I love to use speculum, I have many, but this one is in clear plastic, and it's beautifull with cum on it, or in my ass like on this pic

only bottom, and I love a verbal top(s) when they are close to cum, and they tell me that I will get ther cum, it sometime get me off, knowing that soon I'll have my guts filled

If I were in your shoes I’d probably do this: Weds: naked night at Bunker bar, 6:00-10:00pm, then back to St. Giles to see if I could score more loads there. Thurs: naked night at Vault is a must- get there 6:00-6:30pm… it goes on till 1:00am, but gets going early, so don’t miss out by arriving ‘fashionably late’. Fri: Friday is more of a dance/club night- there’s probably something going on with a darkroom somewhere, but I’m not a big clubber, so I can’t tell you exactly what’s happening that week. However, I can tell you that these events usually don’t start till 10:00pm and go on till around 4:00am, so they are very much late night events. If the weather is nice, I’d probably head for Hampstead Heath instead, aiming to get there about an hour before sunset, so you can get you bearings before it gets dark. Anyway, I hope you enjoy your stay, and get suitably loaded!

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Untold Adventures Volume #5 Jeff proves that straight boys are idiots ***************************************************** Jeff slid up and down on Mike’s massive cock moaning loudly and excessively making a show of it as he put all his vocal training to work, really projecting his passionate cries. They were down at the “Give it to me” resort by the pool. They had arrived on the plane with a group of young college aged guys and had overheard their whispered conversations about all the trouble they were going to make when they got there. “We are going to show all those queers” and other such moronic phrases homophobic straight boys use when they think no one is listening. Straight boys could be so stupid. Jeff doubted they really wanted to hurt anyone. They probably just wanted to let “the queers” know that they were not free from harassment anywhere. Not even at a private gay resort. Indeed, the plan was just to intimidate and harass then leave. In their book queers should always be afraid some straight guy was going to kick their ass in the back of their heads. These boys were so privileged and obtuse that they forgot that “The queers” were also men and that they were probably going to be vastly outnumbered. These idiots actually seemed convinced that most gay men were “wimpy little pansies” who were easy to push around. “ What decade were these guys born in?” Jeff thought as he noticed they were close enough to the island to have cell service and quickly sent a text on ahead to resort security. He felt totally safe with Hank and Buzz along not to mention John’s husband and Jeff’s bodyguard Sal who was always packing even on a plane due to his government agent past When they had touched down instead of being met by the usual greeters, Mr Raw and his sidekick “Take you” in their white suits a small but very well armed contingent awaited them, The troublemakers were subdued without even a raised word. There were only five of them. “Look, we don’t want any trouble” one of them said, suddenly all cooperative now that reality had set in. “We will just get back on the plane and leave” Then the plane’s engines roared to life and it took off leaving them standing on the dock “Ummm when is the next flight?” the same guy asked One of the security detail checked a list “The plane needs maintenance so not for 7 days” The five had their phones and wallets confiscated and were given half pink half white metal bracelets snugly locked on their wrists “The bracelets are color coded. Dark blue indicates a top. Light blue is for bottoms and medium blue for versatile. The various colors on the other half indicate kinks.” They were told “What does pink and white mean” the same guy asked Jeff knew it meant “Nonsexual visitor, please respect that” But the security officer said in a dry voice “It indicates that you are into being violently gang raped and bred and that any protests you make should be ignored. I’d suggest you stay in your rooms. We have a great room service menu so you won’t starve” So now Jeff rode Mike’s 12 inch cock in full view of the rooms the now very frightened five had been given, one to a room, making a huge show of it as he bounced up and down loving that after their years together it still hurt just a bit to take Mike completely. That pain was an expression of love to Jeff Mike grinned at Jeff’s antics as his lemon sized balls swayed with his bouncing and saw several curtains twitch as he glanced towards the rooms. Grabbing Jeff’s hips he thrust upwards and filled his husband with toxic seed After a few minutes of making out they rose and made their way towards the beach, cum running down Jeff’s inner thigh. “I just wanted to say I’m really sorry” came a cocky voice from the slightly opened doors of one of the rooms. “It was a stupid idea. We never wanted to actually hurt anyone” His tone indicating his insincerity “Things like this can easily get out of hand” Mike said, turning to face the door. “I think you boys will regret it even more when you leave, This is not the USA and this resort is a big part of the economy here. I expect a few weeks in the local jail on the main island is in store. I hate to say it but the local jail has a very bad reputation. You have to work for your upkeep, one way or another...” The door opened and they could see the young man inside. Dark blonde hair and blue eyes wide with feigned fright “But we didn’t actually do anything. My dad will just kill me if I miss the start of the school year because of this!” he sneered “You should have thought of that before you hatched this stupid plan then” Jeff said coldly “We have so few places we can truly feel safe and be ourselves and you wanted to take this one from us just to stroke your little egos. The fact you thought you could just walk in and push us around makes it even worse. Maybe your dad should kick your ass and I don’t care if you ever get back to school. I’m sure the local authorities will be letting the admissions board of your college know what happened here. You may not even have a school to go back to after they hear about this” The other four doors were now open and all five guys were looking at Jeff and Mike in horror. “You boys really didn’t think this through did you? How did you even find out about this place?” Mike asked “My roommate was planning on coming here to use his virginity” the first man said a bit smugly “he didn’t clear his browser history and I went through his computer because I thought he was a fag then I told everyone about it when I had proof” “You fucking idiot” groaned one of his friends Jeff saw red and Mike stiffened. They both remembered that while on tour this spring in the mid-western town where these guys went to school and seeing a local news story about a young gay student who had attempted suicide. They had visited the young man in the hospital hoping to cheer him up and he had told them that his roommate had found stuff on his computer and outed him. When he had confronted the roommate he had been told “If you complain to the school I will just say you kept making passes at me. I have four friends who will swear they saw you do it” and that threat had made him drop out and try to take his own life Mike and Jeff had given what support they could and promised that the next year they would pay for the young man to attending a much better school on the coast famous for it’s large gay population as long as he kept up with his therapy sessions which they also paid for, Being rich has it’s perks “Your roommate was named Jesse wasn't he” Jeff demanded “How did you know that?” The man who was obviously an imbecile asked A groan of “Will you just shut up?” coming from another friend Mike had to hold Jeff back as the slight man launched himself at this malicious buffoon “Jessie tried to kill himself!” Jeff raged struggling to escape Mikes grasp “Yeah, I know” came the uncaring reply “Dude! Shut the fuck up!” coming from all his friends “What are these fags going to do?” he asked sneering his bravado “You know our dads can get us out of any jail with a big enough check” “Well for starters” Mike said “It’s going to be hard to convince the authorities that you boys ‘didn’t do anything’ when it’s your word against the word of the 100 or so other people here. A suitable story should be easy enough to come up with. We can probably turn a few weeks in jail to a few months or even years” By now a crowd had gathered and the other men nodded muttering darkly “And no matter how big a check your dads can write I guarantee you I can write a bigger one. I can also make sure that this story is in every newspaper and website in the world. You five will never get into any school or find a job as long as you live when I am through with you” “And who are you to do all that? Just some little rich queer on a power trip” he sneered One of his friends rushed him tackling him to the ground covering his mouth with both hands “If you ever listened to anything but country music you would probably know that these two are Billy and Michael Clay-Blake you idiot!” he growled to his pinned friend and seeing his eyes widen “I see even you have heard of them so you know they can do everything they say they can!! The idiot finally shut up “Look” he said getting up and letting his moronic friend get to his feet “the four of us really didn’t do anything except go along with him…” “Except threaten to lie about Jessie” Jeff snapped and four winces confirmed that there were indeed the four in in question “There has to be some way we can resolve this” he said but he didn’t look hopeful Jeff started to shake his head then he spotted the slings and stocks along with other restraint devices set up in the courtyard. A fitting but evil plan popped into his brain “I tell you what” He said with pure malice in his voice “You are here for a week. If you don’t want to spend the next few years in jail and then be released t a wrecked life you will strip naked, allow yourselves to be restrained out there” he said pointing to the courtyard. “You will spend the week you are here being fucked and sucking any man who wants to use you” “Dude, none of us are gay. Guys do nothing for us” the reasonable one said “So?” Jeff said coldly “I don’t care i you enjoy this. I prefer you don’t” Many of the guys in the crowd leered and groped themselves with nasty grins “No fucking way I’m letting a bunch of fags use my ass” the idiot said as his friends dragged him to the center and bound him to a low bench then allowed themselves to be bound as well Jeff got down to look the idiot in the eye “We aren’t going to rape you. You have to consent to this but at this point I think we can cont on even your buddies to help us make sure you never see the light of day again. That you stay in that jail for 50 years if you don’t” “Damn right” came four replies He glared at Jeff but finally nodded, giving up Mike and his brother John along with two other guys almost as hung as then took up positions behind the other four. “Just so you know boys” Jeff said “There aren’t going to be any condoms wasted on you and many if most of the guys here are HIV positive. You probably figured that you may get pozzed during this week. Take it as a virtual guarantee you will, Any problems with that?” eventually five heads shook and each said “No” in a scared voice “Just so you know” Jeff purred to the idiot “I have special plans for yout cherry but you can suck cock till then then he grabbed a handful of hair and stuffed his cock down his throat choke fucking him and he he heard the other four moaning in pain as cocks far bigger than average took their anal cherries with uncaring brutality He heard Mike whispering to his new fuck toy “You are going to win the HIV lottery on your first fuck and I’m so going to enjoy infecting you with my virus” His reply was cut off by Buzz stepping up and stuffing his cock down his throat as Mike brutally slammed into his ass and he writhed in pain Jeff quickly shot his load then just to make his point held his cock down his throat as he pissed making him drink it or drown. Then he pulled out his phone and made some calls as Mike and John slammed into their victims and filled them with the first of many virus filled loads to come The guys seemed almost relieved when the next cocks rammed into them were not on the scale of John or Mike and for the next few days the would blanch when they saw either of the two approaching with evil smiles on their faces The idiot’s ass remained untouched for two days and he actually got pretty good at sucking and deep throating cock. Like he had a choice. Jeff heard a helicopter and saw it land a single figure stepping out and approaching. Jeff pissed down his throat for the 7th time as he said “I’m glad you finally got here, we have been saving his ass for you we have decided his ass is yours to use or share as you see fit” “Hello roomie” Jessie said stepping into the idiot’s line of view. He was a gorgeous young man, pale skinned, light green eyes and black hair that went down to the middle of his back, He slowly unzipped his jeans pulling out a hefty cock Jeff suspected was every bit of 10 inches and slipped it between those lips this man had such a hard time keeping shut “Do you know how many times I watched him sleep and wanted to see his pretty lips around my cock? He;s got such big pouty lips” he said to Jeff as he pushed into his throat After a little throat fucking Jessie had the idiot transferred to a sling bound on his back with his legs in the air and slipped between those secured thighs. To Jeff’s surprise he didn’t ram in but instead lubed up his fingers gently opening that virgin hole while telling the idiot who’s name was apparently “Biff”, go figure, what a good and pretty boy he was and how he had been made for Jessie to fuck, how he belonged to Jessie, how he always had and always would be Jessie’s Boy. Then so gently Biff didn’t even wince Jessy slipped his cock in leaning down to meet Biff’s lips with his own pushing his tongue in, tasting his mouth and kissing with a loving tenderness. Tears stood out in Biff’s eyes and he started to shake “Shhhhhh Baby Boy” Jessy whispered “Master has got you and I won’t let anyone hurt you. Give yourself to me. Let me claim your heart and soul. Let me make it all better" and he started slowly sliding in and out of his ass as Biff’s cock hardened for the first time in the days he had been bound “I’m going to breed you my beautiful boy” Jessie said softly looking Biff in the eyes “I’m marking you as mine forever. Do you understand and accept me as you Owner and Master?” “Yes Master” Biff whispered and the tears now ran down his cheeks “Mine!” Jessie yelled throwing back his head and cumming in his new Boy as Biff shot all over both of them After he recovered Jessie started undoing Biff’s restraints “I want to get him in a bed and make love to him” he said “Are you sure?” Jeff asked “He could be faking” “I have to show him that I will always protect him and keep him safe, He’s very vulnerable right now and I need to show him that I love him” Jeff choked on that a bit “Oh I have been in love with him since he first walked into our dorm room” Jessie said a bit sadly “That’s why what he did hurt so bad” Jeff silently thanks god for Mike. “How did you know he would accept all this?” Jeff asked “It’s not how I would have approached him” “I'm not the only one who doesn’t clear my browser history” Jessie said with a smirk then he lead the submissive Biff away back to his room. The other flour were released as well and all four spent the rest of their time there trying to get Mike or John to fuck them again The next day Jessie shyly asked Jeff to take his anal virginity and Biff asked Mike to breed him with genuine humility That Christmas Jeff received a card from Jessie and Biff showing Jessie in a leather Santa suit and Biff kneeling at his feet in a leather jock and reindeer antlers. The card contained warm holiday greetings and a wedding announcement for some time in the summer Jeff. Mike and the entire family were in attendance ******************************************************* I love questions and comments Scanbu

Perhaps but honestly I am tired of people "correcting" each other. It's gotten to the point for me that those correcting are offensive as well.

Human beings love putting things in specific boxes and having them stay there. A bit of a diversion from the topic. I work with pediatric cancer patients in therapy, it is assumed that children in hospital wards suddenly cross a certain threshold and become patients and cease to be kids who need to play, interact, and let loose, which isn`t the case. Porting the same issue over , just because someone has a mental issue doesn`t mean their sexual drive is automatically nil. Human beings are multifaceted creatures. Think of the differences between a picture of a diamond and an actual diamond that you hold in your hand , reflecting different facets as you twist and twirl it in light. Our current way of handling things wants to classify each individual based on the 2D "picture of the diamond," where as the actual image we need to be working with is the image of the diamond in real life as it refracts and changes light within its body .

I've encountered many people with genetic defects where we provided genetic counseling. The interesting part for me was the identification of a particular lesion in the DNA or chromosomic level. There were some people that you could tell they would never have sex. I remember a girl with a noonan syndrome. I was sure she would never have sex because of how severe her syndrome was but she was such a sweet creature that everybody wanted to hug. On the other hand there was a man in his 20s where he was hot but his teeth where a bit malformed and he was aggressive and a bit rude. For many (maybe even for me) he would be that bad guy that you dream to fuck you hard. But all these were not his choice, it was his phenotype that made him rude/aggressive. What I like about genetic counseling and the management of genetic diseases is that we're trying to find solutions not problems. I sometimes think that these people may be sad for several challenges that they face and I hope that when they leave our office they can jump over these challenges. At least most of them.

The widely held belief is, that those of us with any type of disability, whether physical or psychological, are “NOT” sexual beings. There are far too few studies on the sexual habits of disabled people. That stems from the social discomfort of talking about sex. Also, why talk to “those” people if they aren’t doing it? It might put ideas in their heads. Even people with severe mental or psychological issues, often develop normally in a physicle sense. So, males have erections and ejaculate, females have periods. But, those things are often ignored and swept under the carpet. Please, if you encounter someone with such a disability, at least be nice and say hello to a fellow human being. Who knows, you might learn something, and make a friend.

Just rewatched Yuri's gangbang (it's from TIM Overload). Watching masculine Yuri take all that big cock is a real turn-on. And Blue's Viral Load gangbang is good nasty fun too. Some of my other recent faves are marcopolo_ gangbang scene on his onlyfans and Christian Hupper's blackballed gangbang.

Neurodivergent here. You get plenty of both hyposexual and hypersexual sorts in that territory (where I stand should not be a surprise). Those of us who are extra-horny tend to be kinkier than the norm. The only real issue that comes up is that people who are predatory often see off body language and interpret it as a sign of either meth or an easy target. Those of us who are getting out there and trying to fuck tend to figure out how that part works pretty quickly, so in general we can take care of ourselves. If it's not a truly extreme case we're good to go and you don't need to have hangups over it.

Part 50: The End… (Will’s Perspective) “How do you feel?” Jay asked. I smiled at him. “I feel nervous.” “Good,” he said. “You should feel nervous on your wedding day.” We were in my apartment, both of us pulling on our suits. “Are we running late?” he asked. “If we are, it’s your fault,” I told him. “I can’t help it,” he said, grabbing his own ass and squeezing. “You know my hole is a monster that needs feeding.” It hadn’t taken long after Jay arrived for us both to strip down and stumble our way to my bedroom. Since we had seen each other last, we’d managed to repair most, if not all, the damage done between us. I was my brother’s gifter, and there was no changing that. My brother admitted that what he did had broken our trust, and he’d have to work to build that trust back up. I was giving him the chance. The first step was by him acting as my best man. “The best man’s job is to care for the groom,” Jay said as he slid down my body, his hands running over my naked skin. “That includes removing stress. And what better stress relief than incestuous sex between brothers?” He sucked my cock into his mouth and started working on his best man duty. After an hour, he’d managed to give me a leg-shaking blowjob, and I managed to fuck his ass so hard that he now walked with a slight unease. “I think you might have broken something back there,” Jay said, trying to turn and look at his ass. “Seriously, have you gotten bigger, or has my hole gotten smaller?” “There’s no way in hell your hole has gotten smaller,” I told him. “At this rate, it’ll look like the fucking Grand Canyon.” “If I’m lucky,” Jay said, winking. “How’s Dom feeling?” “Nervous,” I said. “Which is odd. Seeing him panicked is off-putting. He’s usually collected, well, you know, when that inner beast isn’t out to fuck.” “Oh, I know,” Jay said. “To be honest, I think it’s kinda cute seeing him nervous,” I said, smiling. “I get to see that vulnerable side of him that I don’t normally get to witness. Sometimes, I think he’s just a teddy bear underneath all the tattoos.” “A very sexy teddy bear,” Jay said, trying to tie his tie. “Oh, fuck. Are you sure I need to wear this?” I took the tie and helped him. “Have you heard from Mom or Zach?” Jay asked. I shook my head. The news of my coming out had spread faster than Peter’s bombshell, though there wasn’t any investigation connected to mine. Without much effort, I quit my job at the church. I managed to dodge most of the online hate thrown my way, though a few messages telling me to burn in hell and to jump off a bridge did manage to find their way onto my screen. How quickly voices change. Luckily, I hadn’t needed to hide the way Peter had. I still lived in my apartment, though I was moving out officially at the end of the month. Dom’s place was big enough for us, though he kept saying he wanted to get a bigger place so we could have larger orgies than before. “I’ve still got some fucked up friends you haven’t met yet,” he told me, smiling. “You still haven’t met Joey. Now there’s a sick fucker.” It hadn’t taken long for the news to reach my family. I had waited to hear from them, to receive calls in which my mother cried or Zach called me every slur he could think of. Instead, there was only silence. After a few days, I finally received a call from my dad. “When you make an exit, you really make an exit,” he said. “I did what I had to do,” I told him. “I couldn’t keep living like that, hiding in the secret.” “I understand,” he said, and I believed him. I often wondered what he’d do in connection to my mom. I tried not to think about it, but I kept waiting to hear that my dad had left her and was staying in a motel, his hole taking as much poz cum as he could take. “I’m doing my best to comfort them,” my dad said, talking about my mother and brother. “You know how I feel. I’m thrilled. I couldn’t be happier for you. But you knew this was going to be their reaction.” “I know,” I said. “Still hurts.” “Still hurts,” he said. “Are you going to be able to make it to the wedding?” I asked. I heard silence on the phone. “Not sure,” he finally said. “You know I want to be there.” “Does Mom know about it?” “No,” he said. “That’s the one piece of your coming out that hasn’t spread. I guess everyone in your church was too shocked by you being gay to take in the fact that you’re also getting married.” “I guess that’s a blessing,” I said. “I’m sorry, Will,” he said. “I really am.” “I know. I love you, Dad.” “Love you.” Jay was the only member of my family coming to the wedding. In the end, I knew this was better for everyone. We were having a small celebration, anyway. Only the men in our group were invited. “Let’s keep it intimate,” Dom said. “Just the men we’ve given HIV.” “We should put that on the invitations,” I told him, smiling. “I agree. Just them.” “And then we can have a massive orgy right after.” “Are you ever not thinking with your cock?” “Thinking with my cock is how we got together in the first place,” Dom said, pulling me close to him. “Don’t you forget it. The weapon between my legs is what brings us all together.” “For better or worse.” “In sickness,” he said, placing a hand over my tattoo. “And in health,” I said, placing my hand over his chest. While it hadn’t been long enough yet, the medication Dom was taking was working to make him undetectable. And while I knew it was a decision that he wanted to make for me, I also knew it frustrated him to no longer be a toxic top. “Just think of all the neg asses you can fuck now,” I told him. “No risk of converting them.” “Takes the fun out of it,” he said, smiling. "Plus, with all these tattoos, do you think they'd believe me to be undetectable?" It was odd thinking that I’d soon be the only toxic one between us. While it wouldn’t change our dynamic fully, I could tell that there was a slight shift taking place. I was now the one with a loaded gun between his legs. Between the two of us, if any twisted man wanted to convert, it was my job to make it happen. “You fuck them first,” I said to Dom as we fantasized about the asses we’d fuck once we were married. “And I’ll fuck them second. That way your monster cock will tear them open, giving my toxic swimmers easy access.” “Fuck as a team,” he said. “For as long as we both shall live,” I said, kissing him. Just the idea of that, of starting a new life fully entwined still didn't feel real. “There,” I said, finishing Jay’s tie. “You look good.” “And so do you,” he said. “Fuck.” “What?” “Some of your cum is leaking out of my ass,” he said. I rolled my eyes. We headed to the door and to my car. As we went, I handed Jay the car keys and he handed me a blindfold. A part of the wedding that I wasn’t thrilled about was an idea Dom had come up with. “I want where we’re having the wedding to be a surprise,” he said. “We’ll know, but you won’t.” “Why?” “Because I know of the perfect place for it to be, and I want to surprise you.” I agreed, but I hadn’t been happy about it. I put the blindfold on and allowed Jay to drive me off to the secret location. “Can’t I take it off now?” I asked, climbing out of the car and reaching for Jay’s arm. “Dom has given me strict instructions to keep the blindfold on you until the last second.” “Which is what?” “The second I walk you down the aisle.” Whatever nerves I had been feeling were intensified as Jay directed me. It wasn’t just remaining in the dark that had me nervous. No, I was nervous for an entirely different reason. I’d never been this happy before in my life. Yes, the relationship with my family was strained, and I was out of a job, and I was now the new topic of gossip, but that didn’t matter. I was happy because I was marrying the man I loved. I was marrying the man who had changed my life in so many ways. I was choosing him above everything else, and that made me happy. If there was any part of me that was worried that Dom wasn’t the one, I knew those fears would have tortured my mind. Instead, I felt only confidence in my choice. I knew Dom was the man I loved. “We’re inside,” Jay whispered into my ear. “I can’t take the blindfold off yet. Just know that everyone is here. Everyone is smiling. And everyone is looking hot as fuck, including Dom.” I could imagine it. I could imagine Dom standing in his suit, looking clean-cut for the first time since we met. The idea of seeing him like this got me hard, and I had to focus hard on not getting hard during my wedding. “Ready?” Jay whispered. I nodded. I felt the blindfold being taken off, and I opened my eyes. For a moment, I couldn’t see anything, my eyes needing to adjust, but once they did, I found myself somewhere I hadn’t expected. We were standing in the church’s lobby. Peter and Wade were there along with Lewis. Pastor Kline stood with Ryan who was next to Graham. In the middle of the lobby stood Dom, wearing a black suit and tie, looking strong and sexy. “I don’t understand,” I said, looking around. “Why are we at the church?” I looked at Pastor Kline. “Are we getting married in the church?” “Not exactly,” Pastor Kline said. “Just the lobby.” “The lobby?” “This is where we first met,” Dom said, stepping forward. Jay walked me toward Dom. “Yes, I’d seen you at the gym,” Dom continued, “but our first real meeting is right where I’m standing.” He reached out and took my hands, Jay stepping to the side. “This is where I first met William Ryder, the pastor who captivated me, the man who stuck with me, and the love who promises to never leave me.” I smiled, feeling tears welling up in my eyes. “If anyone sees us in here,” I said, looking at Pastor Kline, “they’ll burn the place down with us inside.” “No one is coming here today but us,” he said. “You two are safe.” “Do you like it?” Dom asked. I smiled up at him, nodding. “I’m so thankful for that day you walked through those doors.” “Me too,” he said. “Don’t start saying any vows just yet.” I turned, seeing my father walk out of the sanctuary and over to us. “What are you doing here?” I asked. “Can’t a father be here for his son’s wedding?” I stepped forward and hugged him, tears running down my face. I held him tight, feeling the weight of rejection melting away. “I’m sorry for letting you think that I wasn’t coming,” my father said. “It was Dom’s idea.” “Why?” “Because,” Dom said, “your father is the one who is going to marry us.” I looked at my father and saw a smile light up his face. “Are you ready?” he asked. “Yes,” I said, leaving him and returning to my soon-to-be husband. “Now, where to begin…” ~~ We all made our way to Dom’s apartment once the small ceremony was over. While we didn’t have a reception planned, we did have a night of sex in mind. We hadn’t even been through the door for more than a second before everyone was naked and fucking. Graham took a liking to Jay immediately, and we found them wrestling on the floor, Jay’s legs wrapped tightly around Graham’s waist, locking him into an intense missionary-style fucking. Wade told Lewis that, as his doctor, it was his job to do routine check-ups on his patients. While Lewis wasn’t often topping, we found him wearing a large smile as he fucked Wade’s ass. “Fuck my hole!” Wade growled on all fours. Lewis ran his hands over Wade’s muscular back, relishing the feeling of the imposing man. “Fucking fill me with your potent, young cum!” Pastor Kline whispered something into Peter’s ear, and we watched as Peter’s eyes grew large and his face grew red. “God bless pastors,” Peter said as Pastor Kline pulled him down the hall and into the guest bedroom. “Looks like everyone is having a good time,” my dad said, coming to our side. “And who are you going with?” I asked. “I think I’ll be taking Mark’s son for a spin,” he said, nodding to Ryan who was waiting across the room, already jerking his cock. “I’ve loved fucking the father, I think it’s only fair to get fucked by the son.” “Sounds like a good plan,” I said. “By the way,” my dad said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a piece of paper. “I’ve got a little gift for you.” “What is it?” I asked, opening the paper. “Are you serious?” “What?” Dom asked, taking the paper and reading. “You crazy fucker!” “Welcome me to the family,” my dad said, pulling us into a hug. “When?” I asked. “No one told me that you converted.” “That’s because I barely noticed myself,” he said. “I had felt a bit off for a few days, but nothing bad. I didn’t even think about testing at first, but I then read that some men convert without really getting sick.” “It happens,” Dom said. “I contacted Doctor Wade over there and he did the testing himself. I swore him to secrecy.” “That’s great,” I said. “But that’s not all,” he said, looking at Dom. “While I might be your new father-in-law, you are my poz father.” “Me?” Dom said, truly shocked. “That’s right,” he said. “Looks like you knocked up two Ryder men with that monster cock of yours.” “That means my dad is your official last pozzing,” I said to Dom. “And here I’m supposed to be the one giving you two a gift,” my dad said, a wicked grin on his face. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a college kid waiting to fuck my poz ass full of poz cum.” We watched as my dad ran to Ryan, the two kissing immediately. “How about that,” Dom said, leading me back to our bedroom. “Looks like you and your dad are poz brothers.” “And I’m my brother’s poz dad,” I said. “Man, we really fucked up my family dynamic.” “No,” Dom said, pulling me into his body. “Our family dynamic.” “Ours,” I said, smiling. We kissed, hands holding each other tight, feeling every inch of each other’s bodies. I could feel his cock rubbing against my thigh as mine rubbed against his leg. His hands ran through my chest hair while mine tried to memorize every inch of his back. I realized in that moment that I was feeling the body of my husband. I was kissing the lips of the man who I had fallen in love with and would spend the rest of my life loving. Everything was heightened. It was as if my senses were heightened. I could feel every breath he took. I could hear his heart racing in his strong chest. The heat of his body burned against my skin. This man had truly awakened within me a passion and power I never knew existed. I stepped back from Dom and grabbed the bottle of lube he kept next to the bed, but before I could squirt some out in my hand, he took it. “Not this time,” he said, squirting it into his own. He moved his hand back around to his own ass, applying it into his own hole. “Tonight, I want you to fuck me.” “Are you sure?” He smiled. “Consider it a wedding gift.” I jumped forward and kissed him again, my hand reaching back and helping apply the lube into his tight hole. I broke the kiss and pushed him back onto the bed, relishing the image of my husband naked and waiting for me to fuck him. “Go easy,” Dom said, pulling his legs back to his chest, revealing his hairy hole. “You know I rarely bottom, so I’ll be tight.” “This will be a gift,” I said, taking the lube and slathering my cock. “I know you’re excited,” he said, “but go slow. You don’t want to break your husband the first night.” “Why not?” I asked, crawling onto the bed, moving between his legs, my cock brushing against his open ass. “Remember, you broke me on our first date.” “Is that what that was?” I nodded. “And here I thought I had just been having the local pastor over for dinner.” “Well,” I said, lining my cock up to his hole, pushing the head into his tight pucker, “when you fuck a pastor, even if only after a dinner, it’s considered a date.” "I thought it was considered a sin?" "That too." “Now you tell me,” he said, reaching toward me and pulling me in for a deep kiss. I leaned forward, my cock slipping into his hole. “FUCK!” “Sorry,” I said, pulling out of the kiss and waiting. “To be fair, you pulled me into you.” “Literally,” he growled, his face red. “Fuck, I have so much appreciation for what you go through each time I fuck you.” “And just think,” I said pushing more of myself inside his body while also grabbing his hard cock. “I took this monster on my first try.” “You sure did,” Dom said, eyes tightly shut as more of my cock entered his ass. “Thinking back, seeing you taking my cock, giving me your virginity, willingly taking my poz cum…” I gave him a look. “What I thought was willingly because I thought you knew,” he corrected, “I think, if I’m being honest with myself, that was the moment I fell in love with you.” “Really?” Dom nodded. “I think so. I didn’t know it then, but I think I do now.” I leaned forward, kissing him again, the last bit of my cock sliding inside him. “I think that’s when I fell in love with you, too.” Dom smiled up at me. “Alright, Mr. Ryder, fuck my ass.” I shook my head. “No. I’m going to make love to my husband. And it isn’t Mr. Ryder. It’s Will Moore.” I felt Dom’s hole squeeze my cock, milking me already. He nodded, smiling. “Let’s make love, Will Moore.” “You’ve got it, Dom Moore.” I pulled my cock slowly out of his body, relishing the tight squeeze on my shaft, feeling every part of Dom’s hole. I watched as his face contorted, knowing he was trying to act tough even though I knew I was stretching his hole too far. “Do you think I’ll be topping more in the future?” I asked him, picking up my pace. Down the hall I could hear moans and cries of pleasure, the men of our brotherhood relishing the bond that poz cum brought us. “How about only on our anniversary,” Dom said, breathing through the pain. I kept fucking him slowly, feeling his hole accept my cock. Within his warmth I could feel his heartbeat, his body pulling me inside each time. I looked down at him, admiring his strong, hairy body, his muscular arms, his handsome face; this was the man I planned on seeing next to me for the rest of my life. Every morning I’d wake to him in the same bed. I’d share my life with him. I’d continue to fuck with him. His DNA was forever within me, making me the man I was today. If my past self from a year ago could have seen me now, dick deep inside another man, poz blood running through my veins, a biohazard sign proudly announcing my status as a toxic gay fucker, I think I would have passed out from the shock. Now, I couldn’t imagine my life any other way. All I wanted was to continue sharing my body with the man beneath me, taking my cock, looking up into my eyes with a love unlike anything I’d ever known. “Fuck, baby,” he said, his breathing labored. “You’re hitting my prostate. Fuck. Oh, fuck, Will! Fuck! I can’t… I can’t… Oh, fuck!” Dom grabbed his cock and pointed it up at my chest, shooting thick ropes of his toxic cum all over my hairy body. “Fuck,” I gasped, mouth open, catching some of the cum on my tongue, tasting my husband’s delicious load. “Fuck, babe, you taste good.” “You look good,” he panted, still riding his orgasmic high. He reached out, running a hand over my chest, smearing the cum into my hair. His hand stopped over my tattoo, his fingers pressing into the skin, tracing the design he had, in more ways than one, injected within my body. “The best thing I ever did,” he said, looking deep into my eyes. That’s all I needed. “FUCK!” I threw my head back, body shaking as I pumped a thick load into Dom’s ass, cock jumping inside him, desperately trying to empty my balls of all my cum. “Fucking take it all!” I cried. “I’ll take it all,” Dom said, grabbing my arms and pulling me down on top of his body. He held me close, his cum smearing between us. He kissed me, hand resting on my cheek. My body still shook, cock still unloading inside his ass. “It’s alright, baby,” he whispered into my ear. “Ride it out. Enjoy it. Feel your toxic cum trying to claim my body.” It felt as if my body could sense that between Dom and I, I was now the toxic pozzer. My cock felt the need to convert men, to claim them, to make them into the biohazard bottoms they needed to become. The orgasm faded, my skin burning against Dom’s touch. He kissed me again. “I love you, Will.” I smiled at him, Dominic Moore, the man who claimed not only my body but also my soul. He was now my everything, and I was his. Forever, we’d be this way, connected in a way only the luckiest of men could understand. “I love you, Dom.” I did. I always will. THE END… for now… ___________________________________________________________________________________ And with that, I bring this storyline to a close. As I said, I might return to Will and Dom in the future, but, for now, I send them off into a happy life of poz fucking. Thanks to all the men who have read this story, who have messaged me, who inspired some of the characters in this story, who have joined these characters in their sexual adventures, finding freedom in each other and the lust only found between men. I never imagined this story would go on for almost two years, but I've loved bringing these characters to life. It's all thanks to you. Sometimes I wonder how many loads have been blown to this story, and it makes me hard, knowing that even though I'm not there, I've still managed to get you off. Thanks for making me a part of that, all you dirty fuckers.

I wanna start this point by giving a bit of a disclaimer. I’ve been dating a bi man for about 4 years. We live together. I love him and have no intent on leaving him. I am not seeking any advice or looking for opinions. Just sharing a slutty story that happened. That being said, he cheats on me with women and i let other men empty their balls inside me. He doesn’t know that i know. I recently found out he was on tinder meeting women for safe sex and i honestly didn’t care. my only complaint was that i had asked to be open in the past and was told that this wasn’t something he wanted. oh well, we are both getting what we need sexually now. After finding this out i took it as a green light to go out and get my tight hole bred. after all with his new found hobby, my slut hole wasn’t being filled as much as i wanted. I’m on PrEP, and have been since 2022. Ironic to say this but i want to have safest unsafe sex i can being that i am in a relationship so i’ve decided this go around that im only taking loads from married men, or men that i’ve built sexual bonds with in the past. Luckily i live in a town full of gay men in heterosexual marriages. Men who want to present as family men but can’t resist a tight little young hole. I login into my grindr account for the first time in ages and i’m already getting messages from old married buds. Based on my boyfriend’s messages, i had a lot of catching up to do. All these men asking for another turn on my hole. saying the missed the tight, warm feeling of a boy hole wrapped around their raw married cocks. Who am i to deprive them? Guy #1. 56 yr old bear type. 5 inch cock been married to his wife for 30 years. His wife still has the same schedule of going to bingo every wednesday so i head over. He greets me with a big kiss and motions me to his dick. I start sucking his dick and he tells me he’s about to cum. I stop and grab his hand, guiding him to the bed he shares with his wife. the bed that he’s bred this now 25 year old hole in plenty of times in the past. i sit on his face a bit, and then he replaces his tongue for a throbbing cock. I beg him to cum inside my hole. I need it. Please sir? He sprays his 4 day load in me. i clean him off and am on my way to guy #2’s house. 47 year old married doctor i used to work with. tells me he hadn’t been inside his wife in 3 years. last time he was in me was 5 years ago. He tells me that he needs me lubed up and ready to take a load. I happily oblige. I pull up to his garage where he lets me in. his wife in the house. He bends me over and gives me about a 45 second fuck before he’s shooting his swimmers inside me. I pull up my shorts and i’m on my way to guy #3. 65 year old man who’s wife hasn’t touched him in 10 years. Always an eager, quick cummer. I had him meet me at the local gloryhole. He went into one booth i went into the other. He slid into my slippery cum filled hole and busted in about 3 pumps. Left me dripping. Texted me later saying “that was the biggest load i’ve shot. You were leaking everywhere” Guy #4 and the last for the night. 61 yr old construction worker with a 9 inch thick dick. I told him that i was available to take his load again (he texts me about every 3 months to see if i can) but i mentioned that i was leaking cum already. He said he didn’t mind and he had the house to himself for an hour so we had to make it quick. I go to his house and he’s already hard as a rock waiting for me at the door. We greet each other with a quick kiss before he turns me around and bend me over. He has no problems getting into my hole. We fuck for about 3 minutes and he tells me “i can’t hold it anymore” before giving me load #4. I suck him clean and he asks if he can give me one more. And he does. He gives me another 3 minute fuck and another load before smacking my ass and asking when can we do it again. I leave with a “whenever your wife is out” and home to the bf.

Rex lowered the front half of the sling, forcing Wes nearly upside down. Wes moaned, his perfect stomach rolling, as the liquid from the four men’s piss settled further inside him. While Ed put the boys mouth to work, Rex went to the bathroom and filled up an enema bag until it was quite full. Coming back he hung the bag from the hook holding one of the boys feet up and slid the tube of the enema bag deep into the boy guts. He let a little water out at a time until he could hear the boy grunt and he stopped. He set a timer for five minutes and joined Ed in using the boys mouth, each in turn delivering a rough facefuck while the other man roughly slapped the boys torso, making the water rumble and cramp. After the five minutes was up, Rex opened the water line again, and as the boys guts filled more both men continued their abuse. When the boys cries became desperate, Rex stopped the water and motioned for Ed to step away. He set a timer for 10 minutes and he and Ed stroked their cocks and laughed at the boys groaning and begging. After the ten minutes was up, Rex let the rest of the water fill the boy. By this point his abdomen was extended and he was in agony. Rex kept him like this for ten minutes, then gave the boy poppers. The poppers helped and Rex could see the water shift a bit as his bowls loosened. For the next 15 minutes Rex made him stay upside down, giving him poppers only after letting him suffer for a few minutes. The boy was a mess, begging for it to stop, the pressure of the water hurting him, but the Tina that permeated it also made him desire to be opened. The confusing desires visible across his beautiful face in waves. Finally Rex took mercy on him, and raised his head again. After a few seconds at level, he began to lower the boys feet, the pressure now shifting down against his boy hole stuffed with the giant plug. Wes was begging to let it out, but Rex and Ed just laughed. Rex set a timer on his watch for 10 minutes and let the boy hang in agony. He and Ed then grabbed the boy and carried him, tears streaming down his face, into the bathroom. They set him in the big shower and made him push, the boy straining and groaning to get the huge plug out. When it finally did the boys bowels shot stream after stream of water and chempiss out, Wes getting higher and higher as the Tina was absorbed afresh as it exited his insides. Within seconds, Wes was in position, his face in the foul water he’d just expelled, clutching at his ass checks and begging to be fucked. Ed grabbed his boy by the shoulders and raised him up under the water, giving the boy a quick rinse, Wes blabbering to be used. Once that was finished, Rex turned the sure shot on set a little too high, and roughly gave the boy a rinse out. Unlike the last time Rex and used him, when the sure shot had hurt the boy, he immediately started fucking himself on it. Rex smiled, “He’s ready Ed.” Ed picked the boy up, wrapped his boys legs around his huge torso, and started passionately kissing his boy. Big Ed slipped his cock, hard again from seeing the new depths of depravty he and Rex had coached out of his boy, deep into the boy’s hole and walked him, fucking the entire time, to the sling, he settled the boy down and kept fucking while Rex laid out the tools of the deep fister’s trade beside the sling. Rex asked Ed to punch Wes for a bit, “We want to build his fever with what he knows and loves.” Ed smiled, amazed at how quickly his boy’s hole opened and how soon he was enthuastically pushing back on each punch. Then Rex moved in, using very long and very rigid tools on the boy’s hole. The first ones were smooth and narrow, and Rex used them slowly, deliberately, driving them deeper and then slowly fucking Wes until he could go another inch or two. With each new inch, Wes would groan and give a little cry. But as the process continued, he stopped saying it was too deep. Rex grinned evilly and said, “He’s starting to crave the deep hurt, his mind is shifting it to pleasure/pain.” By the time Rex was fucking the boy with series of rigid shaft of small balls each one half the size of a golf ball, he began feeding the boy tiny doses of Tina almost continuously. Rex and Ed worked in tandem, Wes would take the hole length of a toy, with no poppers but little bits of Tina burning and exciting him in different places as new parts of the toy stretched him deeper. And then as Rex got rougher, Ed would feed him poppers. Rex used the boy like this for a couple of hours, having Ed take over from time to time. Ed relished the way he could minupilate the way his boy rode the pain and pleasure line through subtle shifts in direction. He talked dirty to the boy constantly, about fisting him elbow deep and making him a bigger whore. Once Ed got into it, Rex fed off the brutality. He told Ed they were going to skip some steps, and to get the boy ready with a big booty bump. He grabbed one of his tools with beads 3/4 the size of a tennis ball and as the boy began to quake from the huge jolt of Tina to his system he pushed the beads in hard, getting three in before the boy convulsed and screamed. While he kept pressure on, he stopped shoving, and as he expected another bead popped in, Wes’s perfect hairless torso writhing and Wes screamed again. He motioned for Ed to feed Wes poppers, and as Wes began to pant, Rex forced another bead in. “Only one more bead, piggy,” Rex said. Ed gave the boy several more hits of poppers and as Rex sensed just the beginning of the boy’s need to be used returning, he popped the final bead in hard. Wes screamed and his whole body went rigid again. Wes panted for a full five minutes, then began to moan. For the next 45 minutes they played this game, with the tops switching back and forth until the boy was able almost take the beads easily. Once the boy seemed able to take the toys easily, Rex passed the boy back to Ed. “You’re going to like doing this next bit, buddy,” Rex said, his voice low and evil, “Start using your fist.” Ed began adding his fist, wrapping his hand around the ball inside the boy, and then pulling out. “Punch your boy a little deeper each time,” Rex said quietly, “Be very slight about it, we only want to stretch him not break him.” Once the boy could take the entire hard column of beads attached to a gentle punch that went a centimeter past Ed’s wrist, Ed pulled out, leaving the toy buried, while he switched places with Rex. Rex sat down on the little stool, and began greasing up his hands and arms. He reached his own fist in and pushed the big toy just a bit more as Wes grunted. He then grabbed the little handle at the end and working purposefully a bit too fast, he pulled the toy out as Wes cried out. Without missing a beat he dropped the toy on the sheet and began working his hands in, and quickly the boy took Rex forearm deep. Res began pushing, and the boy grunted but took another inch before freezing, breathing rapidly. Nodding at Ed, who began to feed the boy poppers, switching back and forth from each nostril till the boy had done six, Rex started to really push. Wes cried out, his body frozen, but his hole opened and Rex slide in elbow deep. “Good pussy, Wes, gonna fuck you deep,” Rex promised.

Being a bit on the thick side, I've learned that the time invested in relaxing the Hole always pays exponential dividends. That can be anything from quiet "breed-talk" to more tongue in the Hole, and occasionally that doesn't work. On those occasions, I just tell the bottom to take a few more loads off other Cocks, and then come find me. I try never to make it a "personal" thing - more of an "engineering" thing.

As Cal approached Zeke showed no outward sign of tension but inwardly he braced himself. Nothing however could have prepared him for what happened though. “Tom, isn’t it?” Cal said shaking Tommy’s hand “It’s going to take me a couple weeks to get all the names sorted out.” “Close enough, Tom works” Tommy laughed Cal smiled then turned to Zeke. He seemed to deflate and with the air of a puppy who has been scolded and is trying to make amends he quickly stepped to Zeke, wrapped his arms around his waist laid his head on his chest and said meekly “Zeke, I know I went radio silent on you for a couple months. I went into a huge depression after my diagnosis and I could barely function. I was not surprised to find my number blocked when I tried it. I never even tried the credit card. I just cut it up. Then I saw on the hookup sites that you were listing your status as poz and I figured it out. I must have infected you somehow! I’m such an idiot! I pulled another vanishing act right when we needed to be communicating the most! Can you ever forgive me baby?” Zeke stood stiff armed through this, his mind working very fast. He glanced at Tommy quickly. He was grateful he had told Tommy about Cal. Once their feelings for each other had come out into the open they both discovered how little they truly knew about the men they loved and long talks about life stories had followed, Zeke was glad he had been both detailed and brutally honest about the whole thing and to his surprise Tommy had approved. “You told me about your childhood and who you were back then and the first time you let someone in they do that? I’m surprised you didn’t turn into a serial killer and it explains so much about you. Do you know how incredible you are? After all that you let me in. I can’t imagine how hard it was to admit you loved me to me. The route you took was a bit extreme but it led you to me. To us. How can I condemn you for that?” Tommy had said once he had heard every grisly detail. The young man’s eyes were not shocked or jealous but had a coldly calculating look as he put two and two together. This was THAT Cal and somehow he had totally missed what Zeke had truly done to him… or so he said. As he caught Zeke’s glance he looked at the pathetically sobbing Cal and gave a helpless shrug. Zeke sighed and put his arms around the crying Cal and in typical Zeke fashion said “We can talk about it” making no promises. They sat n a coffee shop. Cal had cast several annoyed glances at Tommy who was not going anywhere. Cal obviously wanted to get Zeke alone and thought Tommy was the interloper here. finally asking “So how do you know Zeke, Tom?” “We have been dating a few months” Tommy replied and fought the urge to make some possessive move like taking Zeke’s hand in his. What he said was true if not complete and he felt confident in what he had with Zeke. “Thomas has come to mean a lot to me” Zeke said then took Tommy’s hand in his. It was totally different when Zeke did it. It was not a sign of insecurity it was proclaiming to the world that this Boy belonged to him and he was treasured. Tommy melted just a little Cal’s eyes narrowed for a second then with a friendly smile he said “I’m so happy for you two! Maybe we can get together someday and trade Zeke stories. It’s so hard to get him to open up. It took me months! I can tell you some things that drive him wild in bed though. He always said I was the best. Though I’m sure you are now in his eyes naw” and he put a hand on Zeke’s arm trying to stake a prior claim Three weeks ago Tommy would have had to agree about getting Zeke to open up but that dance had changed everything. “We are getting to know each other. That’s the exciting part of a new relationship. Isn’t it?” Tommy said sounding and looking so much like the wide eyed teen he no longer was Zeke was impressed “Oh and the sex is incredible! I have learned so much!” Tommy continued gushing and Zeke hid his smile at the annoyance in Cal’s eyes when he realized his barbs had totally missed. Cal was a “cast off” no better than those guys at the baths and they both knew it. The conversation went on for a while but this reunion was obviously not going how Cal had imagined and he soon made excuses and left after extracting a promise from Zeke to get together soon and talk about old times “He’s not to subtle is he?” Tommy asked as they walked home “We caught him off guard, surprises always rattle him. You however adapt very quickly, I was impressed.” Zeke said, putting his arm around Tommy’s shoulder as they walked, which was a first in public. Tommy leaned into him “I doubt he will give up though. I think he sees you as a toy he can play with anytime he wants then put it back on the shelf” he said reflectively “He wants his toy back now that someone else has it. He really has no idea who you really are does he?” “I will teach him who I am if I have to” Zeke said darkly his ice blue eyes glinting That evening Cal did some research, looking up Tommy’s student records, His home address was listed as Zeke’s apartment. More than dating then. Reading his entrance exam evaluation and from his own first week assessment of the boy he certainly had the talent to be here despite his late application but he also knew Zeke had made a large donation to the school about that time. For “Dating a few months” Zeke seemed to be taking a huge hand in the boy’s life and Cal wanted to know why. It couldn't be love, not that fast. Not with someone who wasn't Cal Cal was not the type to just be happy for the two and move on. He had taken this job fully intending to eventually encounter Zeke and make him his again. His “radio silence” had not been depression. A man he had been seeing in Chicago, who spoiled him even more than Zeke had, had whisked him away for a weekend in Paris and proposed and then dumped him a couple months later when he learned of Cal’s status. Cal honestly thought that stagehand the cast nicknamed “The Donkey” had infected him as a couple months after his diagnosis several other cast members had turned up poz. The fact that Cal had been fucking and getting fuckees by all of them never really occurring to him. Cal was the definition of self centered. Despite all the evidence to the contrary Cal thought this Tom or Tommy or whatever could be brushed aside easily and once that was done Zeke would be his again. Tommy was enjoying college. The classes were challenging, especially Cal’s class. Aside from occasional inquiries about how Zeke was doing things remained casual, Cal worked Tommy no harder than the other students, the praise and criticisms he received were merited or deserved, “Maybe we misjudged him” Tommy thought after a few weeks but he never dropped his guard. Tommy made friends with several of his fellow gay first years. Some of them were frustrated with the selection on the hookup apps now that they were away from parental control. Tommy casually mentioned the baths he and Zeke frequented. They had all met Zeke as he often walked Tommy to the school or met him for lunch at the gate as his office was just across the street and several of them sighed over how lucky Tommy was and asked the most inappropriate questions which Tommy answered in wicked detail. Zeke was sitting on his throne in the back room with Tommy bent over his knee being spanked and loving every second of it when Al, one of Tommy’s school friends, peeked through the door. Spotting him Tommy waved with a smile as the spanking continued. As Al approached Zeke set Tommy in front of him on the throne pulling him back against him and draping one arm languidly over his shoulder. “Greetings Al” Zeke said with a sultry smile below those burning eyes of his “Hi!” Al said taking in the scene and then turning to can the entire back room where several men looked back with interest. “You weren’t kidding about this place, it’s every nasty dream I have ever had since I found kinky porn online.” he said to Tommy “Why don’t you give our novice friend a tour?” Zeke said Tommy nodded and rose taking Al by the arm Al’s eyes went a bit wide as he saw the biohazard tattoo above Zeke’s cock and took in his evil looking persona. Then his eyes were drawn down to the motion of Zeke’s finger rubbing that vein as his smile turned slightly wicked. Al was an attractive boy, ginger and freckled all over “Come on” Tommy laughed, pulling his friend away and showing him the wonders of the bathhouse with it’s wanton masculine sexuality on full display. Places like this were havens where gay men could truly be themselves without societies ever judging eyes on them. “Is Zeke poz?” Al asked as they walked through the corridors looking through the open doors at the sensual, turgid delights displayed there. “Yes” Tommy answered simply "And you?” Al asked sounding scared and turned on at the same time “Probably” Tommy shrugged “We don’t let anything come between us when we fuck” “Wow” was all the response he got though Tommy noticed the front of his towel bulging out a bit more, “If you are going to come to places like this. If this is the type of free for all sex life you want then it’s a risk, even a probability. The man I love is poz and I don’t want to have to think about it every time he fucks me. When it happens at least I know where it came from. We are not monogamous but so far only Zeke has fucked me since we met.” Tommy said matter-of-factly as they came back to the back room, As they got back to Zeke who watched them approach, still rubbing that vein with his long thin finger said “Welcome back boys” in that menace tinted sultry voice he used when he was intent on new prey and Al nodded nervously. Tommy backed into the wall beside the throne pulling Al with him and kissing him his hands roaming his body as they made out, finding the ginger’s towel and pushing it to the floor as Zeke came up behind him. Al kissed back. He had nursed a crush for Tommy since they met. His eyes widened as he felt Zeke behind him his cock nudging his ass. He was no virgin but had always played safe before. “Wait…” he started to say “Shhhh baby boy, just let it happen” Tommy whispered in his ear biting his earlobe then moving down to suck and chew on his neck as the ginger moaned helplessly in pleasure. Tommy’s hands moved down his sides to his ass pulling his cheeks apart giving Zeke better access to that neg hole. Zeke slid balls deep in slowly his bony fingers pinching his victim’s nipples adding to the overwhelming sensations keeping Al docile and receptive as Tommy’s lips sucked leaving marks on that freckled neck. Al moaned tilting his head back against Zeke’s shoulder exposing his neck further to Tommy’s ministrations as Zeke slid in and out of him totally lost to the pleasure these two were wreaking on his body. “It’s like being trapped between an angel and a demon and it feels so good” was the most rational thought his mind could form as Zeke’s pace picked up finally ending in a brutal thrust deep into his guts and that strange new wet feeling inside as Zeke’s virus filled cum shot inside him. Zeke stepped back and to his surprise Tommy stepped around Al and pushed him face first and slammed his cock up that defenseless ginger ass and begin a quick paced breeding of his own finally adding his cum to Zeke’s with a groan. As they all caught their breath Al still seemed a bit out of it. “I don’t want to just leave him hare, he’s a friend” Tommy said Zeke nodded and turned, motioning to a man with a biohazard tattoo on his shoulder who had been watching the entire scene. Zeke knew him to be a firm but gentle silver bear and that he had a thing for young redheads. “Take care of him” Zeke said The man nodded and guided the still slightly dazed Al out of the backroom and down the corridor, probably towards a private room. Al’s night was not over yet Zeke thought with a smirk A couple days later when Tommy saw Al in the hall on the way to a class he walked with a confident swagger not bothering to hide the marks on his neck Tommy had put there or the thin leather collar padlocked there. “Nice collar” Tommy said his own silver necklace bouncing as he jogged to catch up. “Daddy gave it to me” Al said with pride “Daddy?” Tommy asked ‘The guy you two sent me off with the other night. His name is George but he likes me to call him Daddy” Al said without a hint of a blush. “Congratulations!” Tommy said warmly as the continued towards class

“Last night we went to a bathhouse and Zeke knocked up two complete strangers while I watched and got blown. This afternoon we are sitting at the dining area table deciding what college courses I should take” Tommy thought with a wry smile Zeke’s recommendations leaned strongly towards business and finance and Tommy was ok with that. “I want to take at least two dance classes per semester though” he said, circling the cl;asses he wanted. “My instructor said in most schools I would be 2nd year advanced. He wrote me a letter of recommendation. It’s in my file” “You dance?” Zeke was surprised but thinking about it Tommy’s body was in to good a shape to be just a normal teen “Yup” Tommy said “Since I was seven” Zeke rose “Give me a hand here” he said and he moved into an area of the apartment that seemed to be a catch all for storage, Zeke started moving boxes and exercise equipment and a area clearly designed as a small dance studio emerged with a mirrored wall and bar between two windows “Get changed” Zeke said walking to the dressing area, stripping and putting on a pair of tights and no shirt. Zeke’s cock in a pair of rights was slightly distracting Tommy thought as he changed into his tights and a tight t-shirt They stretched limbering up their muscles and Zeke knew what he was doing Tommy noted. “Ok, show me what you got” Zeke said. Selecting an extended mix of “Heartsong” by Billy Clay-Blake, the music he had danced his last recital to. Tommy began to move. It was the most advanced piece he had ever done. A mix of ballet and modern dance with Zeke watching every move intently. “You need more extension on that leap” Zeke said as he finished sounding so much like his instructor that Tommy chuckled “Catch your breath then do it again” and once again Zeke watched every move “Better” Zeke said as he finished and after a few minutes “One more time” This time as he started Zeke... “flowed” was the only word Tommy could think of, moving around him in perfect counterpoint, sliding behind him moving with him arms extended perfectly in concert with his and when Tommy leapt Zeke’s hands caught his waist lifting him then setting him down as Tommy spun away. When the dance concluded their faces were inches away from each other arms extended and slightly back as they panted staring into each other's eyes. Zeke seized Tommy’s face and kissed him, backing him up against the mirrored wall Tommy matching his passion, forcing his tongue into his lover’s mouth. They had always had this passion but this time it was different, More intense. More filled with emotion Zeke moved up his jaw nipping then bit his earlobe. Tommy tilted his head back exposing his neck, Zeke’s lips and teeth moved down sucking and biting. Tasting the clean sweat the dancing had caused licking it off his skin growls of possessive pleasure at the taste of his Boy. Tommy gasped and groaned as Zeke sucked his neck, every hair on his body standing on end as he shivered, his nipples hardening, and then Zeke’s teeth found them chewing and cucking moving from one to the other as Tommy moaned his hand behind Zeke’s head pressing it into his chest Zeke straightened and took him by the shoulders, spinning him to face the mirror pushing their tights down and kicking Tommy’s legs apart then bending his knees he speared up into his Boy's hole, taking him in one brutal stroke, knowing he loved it. Tommy groaned with the pain of Zeke’s invasion. grinding back on him his own cock twitching and dripping pre onto the mirror, He felt Zeke biting his neck and shoulders accompanied by emotion filled growls of “Mine!, You are MINE! You will always be MINE! I will never let you go!” and then the world melted as Tommy heard “I need you to much, I love you to much to ever let you go!” The words Tommy never thought to hear pass Zeke’s lips were out in the open Tommy looked into the mirror and stared into Zeke’s reflected eyes “I am yours, now and forever. I love you so much and I’m not going anywhere... ever” Zeke moaned and fucked even faster finally exploded deep inside his Tommy’s ass once again filling him with toxic seed and triggering jet after jet of sweet Boy cum to splatter on the mirror, Zeke picked his love up in his arms carrying him to the bed then made love to him for hours. ******* Ezekiel and Gabriel stumbled into the higher plane. As a joke Gabriel had jumped into Tommy’s mind while he and Zeke fucked against the mirror. They had never inhabited two mortals during such a raw emotionally charged fuck. Their own emotions and love had spilled through washing away Tommy and Zeke’s inhibitions and fear of rejection and almost forcing them to admit their love. “That was INTENSE” Gabriel said “It’s those two” Ezekiel said eyes wide “That goes beyond normal mortal love” “We need to do that again” Gabriel said abd Ezekiel nodded enthusiastically ******* The plans to send Tommy to the stuffy, ivy league business oriented college were scrapped and Zeke used his influence and a little blackmail to get him into the best performing arts school in the country. The campus was within walking distance of the apartment by chance. About a week into classes Zeke and Tommy were walking past the campus gate and Tommy said “There is my modern dance instructor.” and waved Zeke looked up. The man waving back was Cal

The year was 2011 and Zeke was 18 in his first year of college. Unlike most of his contemporaries he didn’t have to worry about money. His Grandfather, who had always treated his father with contempt had bypassed his own son and left his considerable fortune to Zeke when he died several months ago sensing a kindred spirit in the boy. Zeke’s childhood had been a torment. Not because his parents had been terrible but because they were polar opposites to him in nature. His childhood had been filled with “Peace and love of your fellow ma… Do unto others… Show your softer side…” He felt like he had grown up on a PBS kids show. Only his Grandfather had understood. It’s ok to use people’s desires to your advantage. It was perfectly fine to make promises and let others read more into your words than you said. You keep your word. That was always very important, But in the end when you had what you wanted and left them in the dust they would realize keeping your word was all you had done. It was the way his Grandfather had built his fortune and people who had counted on his good will found themselves disappointed. He had taught Zeke all this during those summers spent with him while his parents were off doing god knew what helping people. Zeke had moved out of his parent’s home within a week of turning 18, He had never come out to his parents because the thought of them getting all emotional and teary eyed as they told him how they would always love him and only wanted him to be happy turned his stomach. Zeke was studying business but he also took classes in the arts, acting and dance. Things his parents had made him do as a child. He studied acting because it helped him manipulate people and he studied dance because he knew he was stunning. Tall, lean, handsome with arresting eyes. Learning to move and use his body to greater effect just made sense. It was in dance class he had met Cal. An inch shorter, two years older. blond curled, green eyed, enchanting Cal. He was innocence and wickedness all wrapped up in a body so perfect the gods were envious. When they met it was instant fireworks. For the first time in his life Zeke thought of someone else before himself. Cal insisted they take it slow, They dated for months. Walks along the river, Midnight picnics on the roof of Zeke’s apartment building watching the stars, Rainy afternoons on the couch watching movies together. Zeke was infatuated, The night they first made love, neither of them novices still somehow felt like the first time to Zeke. Cal writhed beneath him groaning and stroking his ego telling him he was the best every word perfect every move perfect the rush when they came together mind blowing. The sex got better each time and Zeke was almost crying as Cal kissed him and headed for the airport at the end of they year to go home for the summer, promising he would call when he got there. Then nothing. No call. No response to texts. Cal’s facebook showed he was fine, pictures of his summer vacation regularly appearing but no response to his messages there either. Zeke missed the first week of dance class in the new year because of a flat tire. When he walked in that 2nd week ready to demand answers from Cal the sight of him with a first year student who looked vaguely like a ginger Zeke ensconced in a corner laughing and sharing little kisses stopped him. “He did it to you too I see” A guy a year ahead of Zeke said. “I didn’t say anything when he took up with you because I was too hurt and thought maybe it was my fault but it looks like it’s a pattern for him" Zeke nodded and went to begin his stretching. To look at him the rest of the year you would never guess he knew Cal or had had his heart broken. His grades remained at the top of his class and he hooked up with many men including three of the school deans and two of his professors but it was never more than sex. Three years later he graduated and started his own firm. He didn’t need to work but the accumulation of more wealth had it’s satisfactions. Several years later he had been surprised to get a message from Cal on one of the hookup apps. He was in town with a touring show of the latest Broadway craze. They met up for coffee, Cal treating him like an old friend ignoring the fact he had ghosted Zeke. Zeke took him home. His address and top floor apartment not so subtly letting Cal know what a success he was. The sex was just as great as before and they hooked up every time Cal was in town. Cal would only play bare with “old friends” like Zeke he could trust. Zeke spoiled him, sending him flowers when he was not in town, expensive gifts, dinners in the best restaurants, Hints at a proposal coming but Zeke had other plans. He had been seeing a man who looked much like what Zeke’s demon act would come to resemble in years to come. He based it on the man. It was the only time Zeke had bottomed in his life as over a few weeks the aids troll bred him again and again. A few months later he got a call from Cal. “Zeke, baby, I don’t know how to tell you this but I am HIV positive. It must have been that stagehand in Chicago back in May” obviously forgetting that they had agreed to be monogamous in February. “It’s ok Baby, You will get through this, I love you” Zeke had replied and he did love Cal in a twisted way. Their lives could have been so different if only… “Do you Baby?” Cal said through tears. It was the first time Zeke had said those three words to him. “I will see you soon, be strong” Zeke had said as he hung up. Then he blocked Cal’s number, changed the security code on his apartment, canceled the credit card he had opened for him and threw everything Cal had left in his apartment and every picture of the two of them in the trash. When Cal’s show came back through town Zeke went to see it to keep that “See you soon” promise, He did see Cal on the stage though he looked a little haggard. He wondered if Cal guessed where the HIV had come from. Zeke soon discovered the power trip of getting guys to accept his poz seed. Cal was one of the few he ever stealthed. Those had all been special cases who deserved it like Steve. He loved using a guy’s desires to manipulate him into letting Zeke infect him. Never promising more than that then ignoring further requests for attention. He had learned that from Cal, ****** Zeke lay in bed watching the sleeping Tommy’s face, He looked a little like Cal in the curve of the cheek and the set of the eyes but the hair was different, the open, honest face not a mask as Cal’s had been. Not that after a couple months with Zeke Tommy was all sweetness and innocence. His lusts and desires met Zeke’s head on. His need for pain meeting Zeke’s desire to provide it. Far from shying away from Zeke’s evil desires to infect those who gave in to their desires. Tommy helped him. He matched the man Zeke was today perfectly. “I love you” Zeke whispered to his sleeping Boy saying those words for only the 2nd time in his life. Disturbed because they felt so different this time. ****** Hiding behind Zeke’s eyes Ezekiel was a little surprised, He had not nudged at all those words had honestly come from Zeke. With what was coming for these two they would need a strong bond but for now they could just enjoy being together, Zeke was one of his best agents and good work deserved some rewards.

Yes.. Love a top telling me how he is going to fucked me! Love to be told what to do to him! Best part love a very loud moan what he cums

I am a Paramedic, and have always been turned on by other guys, even though a lot of females flirt with me, especially the hospital nurses. I must be reserved especially when in the fire house with the other guys, which most act they are homophobic. At least the bunk room is split, so the EMS personnel won't disturb the firefighters due to the number of calls we receive in a 24 hour shift. We got a call for a medical transport of an HIV patient to the DC Hospital NIH (National Institute of Health). This was a medical transfer from a regular nursing home, to this specialized facility due the fact the patient, was actually an AIDS patient and apparently not responding to medical therapy and this was going to be a last chance effort to get him stabilized. No one wanted to ride in the patient compartment with the patient, scared the close proximity would be contagious. I took this opportunity to get an education. Of course precautions were in place, both myself and the patient had masks on, and I was gloved up as well. The patient was to have EKG monitored during the trip along with an IV drip. The ride was going to be approximately 1 1/2 hour due to the heavy traffic during a rush hour commute. Once the trip began, my patient, which I will call Ken, was very talkative, and soon I had him comfortable and relaxed. He told me he had developed AIDS about 10 months prior, and was in a long care nursing home for treatment, but knew he was on the terminal list. During our ride, I confided in him that I was gay but not out of the closet, and needed to be discreet. He said he had not had a lover in over a year, but never regretted being gay, and his only release was when he could jack off. I told him that he was a cute guy and I could see how he probably didn't have trouble getting a lover when he was in his prime. He reached out from under his blanket which covered him in the cot, to pat my leg and thank me. I reached out to take and hold his hand when he did this to give him some comfort. He commented about the all the precautionary steps taken to keep him isolated, but it did make him feel like the plague victim. I then removed my glove to hold his hand and removed his gloved hand as well, so we could be skin to skin. I had been reading stories on BreedingZone and they always turned me on. I knew i was negative, but gay, and still horny. He said it gave him a little rush that I removed my gloves to touch him, and he thanked me and said it actually made his cock stir. The Medic Unit was an enclosed compartment, with only an intercom connecting the driver with the patient area, and the windows were treated dark so you no one could see in from the street. WHen he told me he had gotten excited, I lifted the blanket to check him out and to see if he had an erection. Of course when I did this, it excited him even more and he began to get hard. I reached out with my bare hand and took hold of his growing cock. He said it had been such a long time since anyone had touched him. I gave him a compliment of his size and girth as his cock grew. Our talk was just about at whisper level since we didn't want the driver to hear us. I told him it turned me on too to have his cock grow in my hand, which was about 9 inches and the width of a cardboard tube on a paper towel roll. He and I had our eyes locked together as I slowly stroked his cock..and he told me he would not last long if I kept that up. We both had pulled down our masks so we could see each other more clearly. He asked if i was scared I would catch his AIDS, and I told him not to worry, I can make my own decisions. He told me he was extremely turned on by me and my tender care. I guided his hand up my leg so he could touch my cock and see how hard I was . I knew we had at least and hour more of our transport, so I open my pants and let them slide down to my ankles and let him stroke my cock. (I figured it was only fair since I had his hard cock in my hands as well) I figured, when a person is on death row in a prison, they give him a last meal, so here my patient was basically on death row in a hospital setting, and going to his final place to die, so why not give him some final release. My precum was flowing, and he would put his fingers to his mouth and lick it off, telling me how sweet it tasted. When he took the next scoop of my precum in his fingers, and began to raise them to his lips, I stopped his arm and directed his fingers into my mouth and sucked them clean. His cock jumped and precum began flowing out of his cock. With his two fingers in my mouth, and our eyes locked to each other, he hooked his fingers behind my teeth and began to pull me closer to his face. WHen he removed his fingers, I kept moving closer and I kissed his lips, and our mouths opened and we frenched kissed for about a 3 minute continuous passionate kiss. When we broke our kis, I remained close to his face as he whispered to me..."Oh fuck !" my hand had not left his hard cock as I stroked it...and I leaned down and put his hard cock into my mouth and began to suck him. He began moaning, and his had reached from my cock to my ass cheeks and began rubbing and touching my hole. I was so turned on by this, I wanted more, much more. He was now very hard and his precum walk flowing like a slow leak of a water pipe. I grabbed his hard that was on my ass, and moved his hand so he could touch his precum that was a steady flow from his cock, then when his fingers were covered, I moved his hand and wet fingers back to my ass which he proceeded to push into my tight ass. Again, he moaned.."Oh fuck" and I looked him in the eyes and told him I am game for it. Since we were in a back up, and traffic was moving in a crawl, I unhooked his seat belts and turned my ass around and backed up to him, and he turned onto his side so his cock was pointing to my ass. As soon as i felt the tip of his cock touch my ass, it was like fireworks. I arched my ass back as I felt his lubed up cock begin to enter my ass. He grabbed my hips and pulled me back onto him as his cock slid up into my ass to his balls. We sat still for a bit, and I moaned for him to fuck me. I squeezed my ass cheek muscles and he said he better pull out, because he was going to cum soon. I told him to put it in me and to poz me up....next thing I felt was his cock twitching in me, and about 12-15 huge squirts of his toxic seed was shooting deep into my ass. We stayed still for a about 4 minutes, with him still inside of me, since our traffic jam ham come to a complete stop, I didn't want the extra movement to raise suspicion with my partner that something was going on. I turned my face to look back at him, and he whispered "thank you". I told him it my pleasure too...then we began to make out again for what seemed to be about along 15 minutes, and until traffic began to move again. When I pulled off of his cock, most of his load remained up in my ass, but a glob did fall onto his leg. I leaned over and sucked it up. I pulled up my pants and readjusted myself...and knelt on the floor to be closer to Ken...and we began to make out again for the trip. Before we arrived at the hospital, I gave him another blow job and he came in my mouth in which I swallowed. When we dropped him off and took him up to his room, I purposely left the clipboard on his night stand as we moved him over to his permanent bed. When my partner returned to out unit, I commented I left the clipboard, and needed to run back up and get it. The nurse was just coming out of his room when I got there, so when I went inside, I went over to his bedside and asked him to meet me in the bathroom. I helped him and guided his IV pole, as we entered the restroom. I moved his robe out of the way as I dropped my pants and asked him to fuck me again. He got rock hard again and with his precum dripping again, and the huge cum load he put up in me already, I was pretty lubed up to take him again. I leaned over the sink as he fucked me deep and hard...the noise of the squishy cum in my ass was a turn on for us both. HE moaned he was going to cum again so i asked where he would want to put it? He moaned back in me again to breed me with his DNA....I moaned back, "Yes, give me it". Ken had passed away a week later after I visited him one more time, he was too weak to go to the restroom, but we made out and I gave him one more blow job and swallowed his cum. Even after that, I still did not convert poz. So, now I am still turned on to play with poz guys any chance I get.

you do it cause it feels great. these neg thoughts and/or fear of other people's judgement is what kept me from exploring more at a younger age. ironically, it take a huge amount of self confidence to be a total sub servicing faggot. personally, i'm just glad im not going to end up on my deathbed going "you know, i really wish i'd let two guys piss all over me outside at least just once" when it comes to sex: "life is a banquette and most poor suckers are starving to death!" 🐷

I don’t like lube but love to rim before I push my cock inside. I like a little resistance, if the whole is too tight and it hurts the bttm we just wait with my dick in position. Feed my bttm fresh poppers and when he exhales and the rush kicks in I’ll pump up the pressure and repeat this untill his sphincter embrace my cock

I’m a fan of texture I guess is the best way to describe it… I like thick heavy loads I can feel going down my throat when I swallow

Absolutely. It has to be in the moment. No porn star fakery. And if you tell me you love me, I’m coming harder.

Untold Adventures Volume #3 Jeff gets seven for one ************************************************************************* Jeff was a little down. Mike was in The Big Apple consulting on the musical being made from their album and Jeff missed him. His own obligations had him on the west coast staying at a record producer’s home. The producer was an arrogant asshole who didn’t quite manage to hid his homophobia but he never said or did anything Jeff could really complain about. This man would not be working on any future projects with him. The producer’s son was a handsome jock type with dark hair and light green eyes who was a huge fan of Jeff’s and his 18th birthday had been today. Jeff had arrived in the middle of the party after a day in the studio and as a joke had done a “Marilyn” version of happy birthday for the boy because his name was Preston then retired to his room. A party full of teenagers was not his cup of tea. later that night after he had talked to Mike on the phone he was out on his room’s balcony watching the moon play on the ocean waves when a movement caught his eye. Preston stood down by the pool looking up at him. Jeff waved down “Shouldn’t you be in bed?” Jeff asked. It was 2am “I’m an adult now, I don’t have a bedtime Billy” Preston said in a low voice “You’ve been 18 for a day” Jeff laughed “Billy” was his stage name and most people called him that. “That’s old enough isn’t it?” Preston said “I guess you are right” Jeff said with an indulgent smile. He himself was only 20, not quite 21 Preston picked up a flower then climbed up a trellis to Jeff’s balcony with it in his teeth “How Shakespearean” Jeff said as he came over the rail ”but I am hardly Juliet” Preston grinned and bowed handing Jeff the flower Jeff motioned to two chairs on the balcony and they sat. “Can I get your advice?” Preston asked “Get a good financial adviser and never eat sushi from a vending machine” Jeff quipped Preston laughed then said “I know you are gay” then he blushed. Everyone knew he was gay. He and Mike were the most famous gay couple on the planet especially after he had serenaded Mike on stage at the Grammyphone awards this year “Sorry to be so blunt” Preston apologized “It’s fine. Mike and I don’t hide our sexuality” Jeff said “I have a boyfriend problem, well a boyfriends problem” Preston said and Jeff raised an eyebrow “There are seven of them” “My my” Jeff said. This could be interesting “Don’t get me wrong. They all know about each other. I think they have a bet on as to which one will get me in the end” Preston continued “I’m the oldest and I think I am all top. The idea of getting fucked does nothing for me. They all say the want me to be their first when they each turn 18 this year and then I am supposed to pick one” Jeff saw some flaws and a very evil possibility “Well first of all you need to remember you are not a prize in a game they are playing. If you like them then play with them but you are no obligation to pick a winner if you do” Jeff said “You are to young to be pinned down anyway” he continued conveniently forgetting he had gotten married at just a year older than Preston… to a man he had only met in person that very day… and only met online the day before… details were pesky “So I shouldn’t…” Preston asked “Oh I didn’t say that. Just make sure it is your game you are playing not theirs” Jeff said “Do you feel special towards any of them?” “I feel special towards all of them” Preston said “Well it’s possible” Jeff admitted, thinking about how much he loved Buzz and Hank “but most likely it’s just close friendships. I think you will know when love comes along” “My other problem is I have never… been with anyone” He looked at Jeff hopefully This had to be handled just right Jeff thought Preston wanted to be a top “It will be each of their first times?” he asked and Preston nodded “ I don’t think I can show you how to make it good for a virgin as I have not been one for a while now.” that and the fact that after being fucked by Mike for over a year he doubted he would even feel another man inside of him. The only one he needed in him was Mike “Besides, what you need to learn is how a virgin feels. To be a good top you need to bottom at least once so you know what you are putting them through” Jeff said making his play, If he could get his toxic cum in this boy and then he took the cherries of the seven contestants… Jeff was half hard at the thought and Mike would be so proud of him for spreading the virus he had given Jeff so far “That makes sense I guess” Preston said “And I would do that for you Billy” he said. He was a big fan after all Jeff undid his pants and pulled out his nice seven inch cock “Come over here and suck this” he said in his best imitation of Mike. Preston came over and got on his knees opening his mouth and sliding his lips over the head of Jeff’s cock. Jeff put a firm hand behind the boy’s head and guided him up and down giving him pointers as they went along “Lets get you bred” Jeff said as he took the yong man to his bed “That’s an odd way to put it” Preston said “Shouldn’t we use a condom?” “If you are going to be a top do you want to deal with a rain coat every time?” Jeff asked “That would get old” Preston agreed “Flesh to flesh is always best and you will find nothing feels better than shooting your load into someone” Jeff said pulling Preston’s shorts down and pushing him onto the bed then climbing after him and mounting his intended victim Jeff pushed the boy’s legs apart and rubbed his dripping cock up and down that virgin crack, finding the hole and asking “Are you ready?” Preston nodded and Jeff began to slowly press in keeping up a steady pressure till the head popped in. Preston sucked in a breath loudly and Jeff gave him a few moments to get used to it before pressing in further. It took much less time to get all the way in than Mike had taken his first time and soon he was sliding in and out of Preston’s silky smooth hole remembering to change angles to rough things up inside making him more receptive to the gift he was going to give him Jeff didn’t take his time breeding Preston with his charged seed because he knew hec could just keep going, he would stay hard and be able to breed his host’s son again and probably a third time before he would go soft. He pounded Preston for almost an hour depositing three loads of HIV laden cum in the boys ravaged hole. He then flipped him over and sucked down the hefty 9 incher waiting for him, swallowing Preston’s load in just minutes. They slept together the rest of the night and sat having breakfast on the balcony the next day “So do you think you understand what a bottom needs now?” Jeff asked “I think so, I do know for sure now bottoming is not going to be my main thing though. I’m bigger than you and I could hurt someone. I'm glad you taught me that. You took it easy on me and I saw stars when you popped in” Preston said Jeff pulled out his phone and pulled up a picture Hank had taken of he and Mike standing naked cock to cock, Mike’s cock stretching five inches beyond the end of Jeff’s “Imagine loosing your virginity to that monster” He said with a laugh, handing the phone to Preston. Preston winced and then looked at Jeff in horror “How on earth…” he said “Mike is an incredible lover” was all Jeff said Jeff had been right Mike was proud of him and the sex after he told him about his little adventure was even more explosive than normal. Several month later he got a text from Preston: Popped all seven, chose none… but they all want it again. Thank you P. ***************************************** Comments and suggestions welcome. What untold adventure do you want to see?

Excited to have a room at the Congress this year.

This happened about a month ago, I am a freshman in college and I have heard of a few cruising spots on campus which really piqued my interest. One of them was in the Student Union bathrooms in the basement area and the other was actually the showers beside the area called the ‘Chill Spot’ that a lot of students hung out at. So one Friday afternoon, I decided to head to the basement bathrooms first, after my lecture around 4pm. I was really nervous since it was my first time cruising, but also I was excited. I sported a half-hard cock most of the day. I prepped beforehand just in case I was gonna be fucking, and wore a jockstrap underneath my sweatpants. I took the elevator down to the basement which really had a few empty classrooms, a lecture hall and the bathrooms at the end of the hall. there was basically no one there from what it could tell except for a few girls in one of the rooms talking and studying. I entered the mens washroom, and went into the middle stall. I sat down on the toilet and just went on my phone for a bit seeing if anything would happen. For a while nothing happened, until the guy in the stall to the right of me knelt down and presented his cock underneath the dividing wall into my stall. I could not believe it, it was a nice 8 inch throbbing white dick with a really cool biohazard+ tattoo just above his shaved cock. I slowly got on my knees and started stroking it slowly, gradually speeding up my pace. the guy started humping my fist which really turned me on and I heard him whisper “suck my dick”. Without thinking I wrapped my lips around his cock and started sucking his thick cock like I had been deprived of cock for months. He started moaning really quietly which got me so horny. I sucked and licked his big balls, while going back and licking his thick shaft and head. He was leaking a lot of precum and it was making a small puddle on the cold bathroom floor. I couldn't believe I was sucking a stranger's cock in my college's bathroom. Anyway I continued sucking his dick until i heard him whisper lemme fuck your ass you slut, and in the heat of the moment I whispered back, “yes daddy”. I turned around and dropped my sweatpants off. I squatted down and stuck my big ass underneath the divider. I felt his hands squeeze my ass. He whispered “goddamn baby you have such a nice ass” and slid a finger into my tight hole. I wasn't expecting that and I let out a soft moan, breaking the silence in the quiet washroom. I really hoped no one else would come in while this guy was about to fuck my ass. He started fingering me faster before I whispered “I want your cock in me daddy”. Without any hesitation I heard him spit on his throbbing cock and then I felt his head right at my wet boy hole.Ii heard him say “you want this poz dick in you?”. I wasn’t sure i heard him right, but before I could reply he slid his thick tainted cock into my ass, and I let out a moan that echoed in the washroom. He started fucking my ass with long strokes while I was on my hands and knees telling him to go faster. Within 5 minutes I couldn't take it anymore and started cumming all over the bathroom floor, and that made him shoot his cum in my ass. I quickly got up, put my pants on and left the bathroom in a haze of shame and feeling like the biggest slut on campus. I sat in my dorm room an hour later looking up what ‘poz” meant and doing image searches on bio-hazard tattoos. I slid in my butt plug to keep his load in me and jerked off twice to some really hot verbal poz videos while planning my next cruising trip on campus.

Damn Boy... you make my cock so hard and oozing with pre-cum

This video really turns me on, the top is hot af! Love it when he eats that hole before fucking it 🤤 makes me cum every time! [think before following links] https://thisvid.com/videos/anon-muscled-breeder/

Bootman's response is spot on. However, maybe you could build your own? Start with one fuckbuddy, and then each of you invite another guy to join the next time you meet to fuck. Repeat that formula for the next one. Every guy won't be able to come up with fresh meat every single time, but that's ok. If one guy never seems able to come up with fresh meat, drum him out - he's not sincere. If you find it difficult to find group Breeding, then there are likely a good number of other guy in your area in the same boat. Keep it manageable though. When your number reaches the desired amount of Cocks/Holes, encourage a couple other members to start their own orgy-group, with the same m.o. At some point, there will be two, then three groups of guys that are dedicated to raw sex, and your pool of available Breedbuddies will be that much wider. Nothing happens all by itself. Put in the work, then reap the benefits.

Part Four In the bedroom, Dan set a chair up next to the foot of the bed where he could sit back and relax and watch all of the action while sipping a cold beer. The three men had come prepared -evidently one of them ran home on a break to collect a few necessities. First up was a blindfold. They told me that it didn't matter if I could see them or not, and they had a few surprises in store. I glanced quickly at Dan and, from the look on his face, he was a little uncomfortable. I was instructed onto all 4’s in the middle of the bed. I felt the cool wetness of some lube being smeared around my hole, and then shoved in with first one, then two, then three fingers. They prodded and twisted, and I felt they were definitely trying to scratch me up for their virus to enter my body. I was so horny I didn’t say a word or yelp from the little sharp pains every time they nicked me. Once the fingers were removed I heard Dan speak for the first time. “What the fuck is that for?” From his tone I could tell he was concerned. “We’re gonna brush that ass inside to get it a little raw for our toxic loads." Surprise number one, I guess. "That alright with you, whore?” he asked me. “You act like a slut all week, you get treated like a slut.” That was a little ominous and I began to wonder just what I thought I was doing here. Getting fucked by an entire crew of construction workers was extreme enough for me. But this? What was I thinking? But I wasn’t thinking. My hormones had completely taken control. And in that moment I really needed to feel used again. “Just please fuck me,” I begged. I was in heat! I’d gotten used to regular dicking all week and today had been agony, my only fuck from Dan before he started work. I heard Dan laugh. “I guess you better do what the slut says.” I felt what was probably a not-so-small bottle brush being shoved into my hole. Given that I’d been pounded so much this week, my hole was pretty open by now, so without it squeezing shut and offering resistance, the brush actually stimulated my hole. It’s not like it would tear me so much as rough me up -which was fine by me. It felt good, nonetheless. And I started backing my ass up to it, and then fucking myself with it. The three poz construction workers laughed at me. “Jesus, I never seen a slut fucking himself with the brush before and like it. This pig likes it -look at his dick. Hard as rock and dripping precum.” “Yeah, this pig needs our seed in him bad. You don’t get to be that slutty without joining the club,” another of them said. “What club?” Dan asked. “The biohazard club. For poz guys -we get to fuck anyone we want, any time, anywhere. Never worry about condoms or other bugs. It’s all inside us and we love spreading the seed.” “Fuck,” was all I heard from Dan’s side of the room, and it was more of an aside comment. I don’t think he was turned on anymore. That was more than enough chit-chat for all of us, and the guy who had control of the bottle brush slid it out of my ass and immediately thrust his entire length into me. Fuck it felt good! A nice dick to start the night, about 6 ½ or 7 inches, I’d say. Decent thickness but not too thick. The kind of dick you could ride hard and be happy to take any time of the day or night. He grabbed hold of my hips and just set to fucking, balls deep in and then almost all the way out. Repeat. Again and again. He didn’t vary his strokes or change position. He was a man on a mission and his mission was to deliver a deadly dose of cock venom into my guts. The other guys stood behind where they could watch, cheering him on, demanding he blast his nut into me so they could have their turn. He snorted through his nose, rammed me extra hard and fast a few times, and then shoved in hard and deep. Standing totally still, making a combo growl/snort through his nose, his dick throbbed and throbbed inside my ass, pumping me with his poz cum. That first load felt so good, I swear I felt every drop of it enter me. And he held still, draining his balls, for over a minute. I knew I’d passed the turning point and there was no going back. In that moment I was too horny to care, anyway. Finally he eased his sensitive cock out of my ass, immediately replaced by the second fucker of the night. His dick was about the same length as the first but much thicker. It took a little pressure to get my ass to yawn open big enough to allow him to start entering me. I could almost feel the first fucker standing off to the side. Dan commented, “Dude, your dick is all . . . it’s all bloody.” He sounded mortified. Seconds later I heard him murmur, “I’ve got to get out of here.” Seconds later I heard the bedroom door click shut behind him. Dan I don’t know what I am doing here. I don’t know what I’m doing all this week. Before coming here I never would have thought of any of this. Sex with other men? One time in that ass is all it took to mess me up. But these guys? They’re too much. This is all too much. The rest of the crew just got sucked or fucked and were out for a good time, to pump his ass full of loads. But these guys? It’s like they’re on a mission. They’re not fucking for pleasure. They’re fucking with purpose. They’re deliberately making his ass susceptible to their diseases. What the fuck? What am I doing here? When Dan saw that big bloody dick coming out of that destroyed ass, his dick was hard as rock. But his stomach dropped down somewhere in the vicinity of his toes. He couldn’t handle it, so he quickly made his excuses and disappeared out the door. Back to our regularly scheduled program . . . I felt my stomach plummet for a moment. Dan thought I was too slutty now. He wouldn’t want anything to do with me. The low feelings didn’t stick around long, though, as the second cock began to penetrate further into me, stretching my opening at an almost painfully slow pace. This guy didn’t just slam into me all the way. He took his time, which he seemed to savour, anyway. He loved feeling my tunnel opening up for every inch he shoved inside of me. “Mmm, that’s it, baby, open that bitch hole up for this fat dick. Tell me you love it and you want every drop of what I got.” “I fucking want it all in me!” I yelled, shoving myself backwards, raping my own ass with his thick dick. It hurt but in the best possible way. “Fuckin’ cum hungry slut can’t wait to get this meat inside. Take it, bitch! Love that big fat dick.” As he bottomed out in my ass and started fucking slowly, the first breeder crawled onto the bed in front of me and yanked the blindfold off. “Fuck this,” he said, tossing the blindfold aside. “I don’t care that you’re seeing us. You already got me in you -and begged for it!” They were all sexy guys, each in a different way. This one was probably the shortest of the entire crew -which doesn’t mean too much. He’s still taller than most people, just not over six feet like the rest of them. His face was a little rough looking, but none of these guys was in his 20’s anymore. They’ve all lived and partied hard. Regardless, he’s good looking no matter what. He shimmied closer to me to have me lick his cock clean while the other man worked at speeding up his thrusts now that my ass had swallowed him up entirely. The dick in my mouth tasted of blood and cum. Quite a lot of blood from the look of the dick. It was darker than pink, but not too bad. Somehow knowing that I was bleeding around them really made me horny, and I sucked that dick better than I ever sucked anyone before. And he noticed. “Good dick sucker. He’s getting me hard again. I’m gonna have to nail that ass again after you guys have your turn.” I was in a total body high at this point. Between the cumtastic dick in my mouth, the amazing sloppy mess that my ass had become, and the big dick now pounding me, I was on cloud 9. The dick in my ass sped up, slowed down, sped up again. He liked to vary his strokes, which was quite enjoyable. The slower he would enter me, the better it was to focus on every ridge and ripple of his cock. The sensations were incredible. The guy in my mouth eventually pulled away and went back behind me with the others to watch my hole being pulverised. It was only a few minutes later that my fucker yelled, “Here it fuckin’ comes, faggot! Take that toxic load, whore!”. His slams were really frantic and hard. Some guys shove in and drain their balls, but this guy fucked harder and faster all throughout his orgasm, his dick working the loads into my ass walls and my bloodstream. The reality of it really sunk in, then. I am going to get infected with HIV tonight. I still felt so horny I didn’t bother to question it. Sure, some part of my brain was probably trying to get my attention and ask if I’d thought this through. I didn’t have to. I knew this is what I needed. His cock eventually slithered out of my used hole and I felt the bed shift as he got off and the last guy took his place. The new guy had a cock very similar to the last, so he kept my hole feeling stuffed as he worked his entire length into me. In the meantime, his predecessor came around for me to lick his cock clean. More cum and bloody streaks, but I did not hesitate. It all still tasted yummy! “Come on, guys, we need to trash this pig hole,” my fucker said. He was working up a good rhythm now, my slack hole slurping over his cock with every plunge into my depths. This is what some asses were made for -and mine certainly was! Seconds later I felt more pressure at my hole. My first fucker had slipped underneath me, and I thought maybe he was trying to finger me along with the dick, but it turned out to be his cock. He had said he wanted to fuck me again, and they were determined to trash my hole, so I guess double-dicking me was the next logical step. Not that my ass was in agreement. Involuntarily, I found my hole was clamping down hard to try and keep him out. One big dick in my butt was enough. Or so I thought. I guess my ass was slick enough with lube, cum, and blood, that somehow he managed to pop his head in. I let out a gasp from shock and pain. I knew that if their bottle brush hadn’t done enough damage, the double penetration sure did. I was torn -literally. “Fuck, it hurts,” I breathed through clenched teeth. “That’s a lot of dick in me,” I added, going into some relaxation breathing. They took turns plunging into me, sliding along each other's cocks in the process, a nice added stimulation for them, I guess. And then they got into a groove with them both fucking me simultaneously, which really stretched me open and made me feel FULL. Every plunge literally fucked the air from my lungs. It felt like I was being punched in the gut, and the impact travelled right up to my throat. There was so much going on back there, they didn’t last long together. Within ten minutes both men announced they were shooting their loads in me, and I felt red hot liquid splashing my insides. It was hot and stung from all of the exposed tears in my hole. I was going to be feeling this breeding session for days to come. They all stood behind me, whistling, and apparently taking pictures of their handy work. The guy who hadn’t just been in me came around and held his phone out for me to see. All around my hole and down the back of my legs, I was slick with pink cum and some bolder streaks of blood. My hole was gaping wide open and you could actually see inside me. Fucking unreal! While I was distracted looking at the phone, I felt one of the guys shove what must have been a very long, very thick snake-like dildo up my hole. It stretched me and penetrated me deep. He pushed it in deep, then yanked hard almost all the way out. And then he pushed it deeper the next time. "Got to work those toxic loads in you, man. Get them in nice and deep so they don't ever want to come out." A few more minutes of this exquisite torture and he yanked it out hard. These guys weren't out to make me feel good, not really. They didn't care that they were damaging my asshole. They wanted me damaged, destroyed, broken in. Receptive to their virus. The guy taking pictures tossed his phone down on the bed beside me and then asked, “Ready for round 2?” right before painfully jabbing his big dick into my slack hole. Even with the heavy use it hurt. But I still backed up onto him. While the first fucker had already gone for round two, he was more than happy to go for round three after the other two delivered their deadly loads in me. I’d never felt so exhausted and used up. We were all drenched in sweat, and my bedroom absolutely stank of sweat and cum. “Let us know if that takes, faggot,” one of the other guys said, while they all got their clothes back on. “If it doesn’t, we’ll have a repeat. And maybe bring along a few other friends who have higher viral loads than us.” One of the other guys piped in just then. “Fuck that -we will be back. Your ass will never be the same. We’re gonna keep pumping that trashed hole until you get sick. And then we’ll pump it some more. That’s when your immune system is good and low. Great time to take more toxic loads.” He gave me a stinging slap on my ass and added, “Sleep well, slut.” At that, they all quietly left. I heard the front door click closed behind them, but I was so exhausted I couldn’t get up just yet to lock it. And then I couldn’t help it, I collapsed on the bed and drifted off to sleep, laying there completely naked, my lower half drenched in sweat and cum and blood. I must have been a sight. Dan As soon as I left the house I jumped in my truck and took off. But I was so confused I didn’t know where to go. Plus my dick was still hard as fucking rock in my pants. I had to adjust myself a couple of times and finally couldn’t take it anymore and had to open my pants for some relief. I just hoped I didn’t get pulled over for some reason. I found myself only driving a few blocks away before circling back. On the second turn around the neighbourhood I pulled into the parking lot of a convenience store to collect my thoughts. All I could think about was the slut back at the house. And even though I felt disgusted by what I’d left going on back there, my cock just wouldn’t deflate. If anything it was harder than ever. And leaking crazy amounts of precum. I was a mess. Without thinking I began swiping up the puddles of precum from my crotch and stomach, and then licked it from my fingers. I’d never even considered that before, but it actually tasted good. And it made my dick throb more now that I was thinking about licking up my own juices. And then the thought of juices brought my mind right back to where this all started. The slut. My stomach was still somewhere down in my feet, but I knew where I needed to be. I started the truck again and drove. The conclusion of the evening of debauchery . . . While I was asleep, a part of me was still conscious enough to be thinking about everything I’d done this week. How low I’d sunk. If anyone who knows me knew that I’d let an entire construction crew breed me -repeatedly!- they would be mortified. But somehow I just couldn’t bring myself to regret it. It’s like that was the missing part in my life. I’d always harboured feelings of wanting to be used by multiple men, but never acted on it before. Not to this extent. But it felt natural. This is what I was meant to be. A cumdump. Probably a diseased one now, but even that thought didn’t deter me the way it might have a week ago. As these thoughts registered, I found myself coming more awake. And that’s when I felt the bed shifted from the weight of someone laying down behind me. Seconds later a hard cock slipped into my sloppy ass, and I felt a kiss on the side of my neck. “Sorry I took off like that,” Dan said. “I had some thinking to do,” he added as he slowly pumped me while we both lay on our sides. “And?” I asked, my heart and stomach both doing flip-flops. “And I’m right where I need to be,” he replied before driving his hard cock into me balls-deep. It’s where I wanted him to be, too. The End (for now) . . . Or Just The Beginning . . .

***Thanks for the positive feedback, guys. it's been a long time since I posted a story on here so it is greatly appreciated. And the story continues . . .*** Part Two “Yesterday you said you would do anything I wanted if we cut out early. Time to pay up,” he told me, strolling into the living room and plopping his perfect muscular ass down onto my sofa. The nerve of this guy! Okay, that feeling didn’t stay with me more than a millisecond. How could I possibly refuse a man like him? I’m considered ‘cute’ I suppose, certainly no hunk or stud, so it just never occurred to me that a man like him would give me a sideways glance. I followed him in and just stared into his deep dark eyes for a moment, unsure how to proceed. “My wife, she hates sucking my dick or licking my balls. I’ve heard stories how you guys are better at it anyway, so how ‘bout it?” It was more of a statement than question, given that he spread his legs wide to practically beam a spotlight on that very proportionate looking bulge in his jeans. Apparently everything about this man is big. I don’t need to be told twice, I was down on my knees faster than you can see ‘swallow!’. At first I just stuck my face into his denim clad bulge, getting a good sniff. And then I reached up and unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, revealing not only a lack of underwear but also a very choice cut of meat. Again I stuck my face in for a good sniff, his musky balls working on me like an aphrodisiac -every nerve ending in my body and brain lit up like a Christmas tree! I helped him shuffle a bit to pull his pants down enough to release his balls as well, and then got to licking. I gave him a good tongue bath, as he sat with his head thrown back and groaning, and then licking my way up his now towering 8 ½ thick inches, to a beautiful mushroom head. After licking his entire shaft, I set to work on swallowing him. I slurped and licked and sucked my way down that big piece of dick. Luckily he was inexperienced with men and just let me take the reins, so I was able to go at my own pace, which allowed me to comfortably take his entire thick length right down to his pubes. “Fuck!” he growled once I did that. “Oh, fuck, I never knew . . . feels so good,” he mumbled, feeling so good that words were escaping him. I bobbed and slurped, licked and sucked for at least twenty minutes before he grabbed me by the ears to get me to look up at him. “I’m about ready to blow. You swallow?” he asked, which I just nodded ‘yes’ with my mouth still full. He threw his head back and let out a roar as his balls jumped in my hand and emptied their cargo into my hungry mouth. His orgasm went on for at least two minutes, his dick constantly throbbing more pulses of cum onto my tongue. It was awesome. By the time he recovered and caught his breath, I was licking my chops, very satisfied with my mid-morning snack. “That was awesome,” he complimented. “You suck really good dick.” “Thanks, I try,” I replied bashfully. “You have a beautiful dick.” “What to suck it again?” he asked. “Fuck yeah! Anytime,” I told him sincerely. He returned to work and I did some of my own work around the house, barely able to stop thinking about the studly construction worker I’d sucked off. I couldn’t help but wonder how open minded he might be. Just in case he came back today, I decided to douche out. If I’m lucky at all, he’ll want more. Sure enough, about an hour later the doorbell chimed. I was surprised to see another member of the construction crew standing before me. Also over six feet, kind of a rugby player sort of build (which I’ve always had a weakness for) with very dark curly short hair, black eyes and dark hair on all of his body that was exposed. The definition of a stud. “Hi?” I began, completely unsure what to say. “Hey, Bill, my foreman, told me I should come in here to get a little reward for all of my hard work,” he told me a little bashfully. At that moment we both looked over his shoulder as all of the guys burst out laughing at him, and I saw his cheeks flame red with embarrassment. “Oh, very funny!” he yelled back to them, turning to leave -and possibly kick some butt. Aside from the fact that he was so unbelievably hunky, that bit of vulnerability he’d show with that blush of embarrassment lit some sort of fire in me. Plus, if he’s open-minded enough to come to my door for his ‘reward’, who am I do deny? Rather than be embarrassed that Bill (as I now knew his name) had told everyone I sucked his dick, I decided to own it, reaching out and yanking the hunk by the arm back towards the house. “What are you doing?” he asked, stumbling as I pulled. “Giving you a reward for those dicks trying to humiliate you. Or maybe me. Either way, come on,” I told him, with one final yank getting him over the threshold and slamming the door shut. “Want a beer?” I asked him. “Since I’m out there sweating like a pig, that sounds great,” he replied, glancing around the hallway a little nervously. He followed me back to the kitchen and I pointed out a bar stool for him to take a seat. After handing him the beer, which he quickly upended for a long guzzle, I spun the stool away from the counter so that I could have access to him. “Look, you don’t have to . . .” he began, clearly unsure what to do. I looked him in the eyes for a hard second, and then asked, “Are you uncomfortable?” He kind of frowned and thought about it and then looked a little surprised with himself. “No,” he told me confidently. Logically, how could he be? He was now in the air conditioning, about to get his dick sucked, and drinking a beer at eleven in the a-m. “Good,” I said, reaching out and taking hold of his jeans to get them undone. “Just sit back and enjoy your reward.” After another swig of his beer, he seemed to relax into the situation and hunched his hips forward, allowing me full access to him. From there, I got him unbuttoned and unzipped, and hefted out a mouthwatering 9 inches of deliciousness. I took pleasure and my time devouring his sausage, causing him to grunt and groan for a while, before he got bolder and started rubbing my back as I bent over his crotch. As the minutes ticked on, with me slobbering and slurping over him, his hands moved further along my back until it was my turn to be surprised when he began to work his fingers down inside my nylon shorts to begin playing with my hungry hole. I didn’t need another hint. I took my mouth off of his dick and asked him if he wanted to fuck me, which he readily agreed. So I led him down to the bedroom, his hard dick bobbing out in front of him, and had him lay on the bed, where I stripped his pants off completely. Thankfully I’d cleaned out, so I wasn’t wasting any time. I climbed on top of him, and guided his big dick head to my hole and slowly descended onto him. By now we were both groaning. He told me he’d never done anything with a guy before, let alone fuck anyone’s ass. But that it felt amazing. I told him that his dick inside of me felt amazing, too. I was so glad that he’d been worked up enough to not even question me about condoms, as I gave him no choice, anyway. I was already impaled and riding hard, loving every raw inch and second of it. I had already been sucking him for quite a while so I didn’t figure the fuck would last very long, but I was determined to get the most of it. He surprised me after a while when he reached up and began to pinch and tug on my nipples. At first it felt really good and got me to ride him harder, but then it got almost painful as he was pulling on them hard. That’s when I realised he wasn’t actually pulling them to hurt me, he was trying to guide me to bend over him, so as I leaned down, relieving the pain, he hunched up and kissed me. Surprise of surprises! He reached a hand around the back of my head and pulled my face down to his, our tongues mashing and twisting in a hot wet dance, all while he rammed up into my ass. At this point he really took over the fuck. He didn’t release me after our lips met. Our mouths were joined for the next several minutes as he pounded up into me and then growled into my mouth as he emptied his balls into my ass. Fuck yeah! He gave me his load. After several minutes, his balls had run dry and his dick eased out of my hole, and he released his hold on my neck. As I sat up, I think the reality of what he’d done sank in and he looked torn. He frowned at me, shaking his head. “Sorry, I don’t usually . . . I mean, I’ve never kissed a guy before. But I love kissing when I cum, so I guess some part of me took over-” “Hey, don't worry about it. I loved it!” I told him. “Really?” he asked, his face lit up now. “Your dick felt great in my ass. You can fuck me any time you want,” I told him, now climbing off of him. Between his boss and him, I was hoping to get a lot of cum for the duration of their job on my street. He got dressed and I walked him to the door. Before heading out he turned around and asked, “Did you mean that?” “What?” I asked. “About fucking you again?” he asked, really nervous about making a fool of himself. How anyone that masculine and hunky and sexy could ever feel that way is beyond me. “Absolutely!” I gushed. “Any time. I love taking loads. The more, the better.” He nodded at me and headed out. I wondered if I’d gone too far about telling him that I love taking so many loads in me. Might be the stuff that freaks a straight guy out. ***Before anyone starts complaining or reprimanding me, there is some bug chasing coming up soon.***