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  1. 5 points
    So I’ve just got home from 36 hours of pigging out. My piggy cunt is so, so sore. It’s also full to bursting. I’ve been playing at the place of a young black guy who I randomly chatted up on BBRT. He said all the right things about perving and pigginess, but you never know for sure until you meet, right? He didn’t disappoint. Before I even get to the perv and pig stuff, he was my perfect type: legal young, black, average height, a bit toned, hung with a swinging curved cut monster, top, a little dominant when he needed to be. But even better than that, he gave me exactly what I wanted - the Trinity that my pig cunt worships: 1. Cum He gave me 3 poz loads in 36 hours, which isn’t bad for a boy on meth. 2. Blood Each time he slammed, he drew some blood back out, then squirted half direct into my hole and half onto his cock before fucking me. 3. Piss Twice he pissed deep in me. He did strong slams so his piss was like a mega booty bump each time. He made sure that I could make the most of these gifts by never using lube to fuck and by rough fingering my cunt intermittently between fucks, using his nails to open up my skin to take each gifts as fast as possible. So here I am, my pig cunt still full of those three, sore from so much raw, lubeless fucking and stinging from all that poz cum, toxic blood and chem piss is soaking into the cuts on my roughed up insides. I love it: this is the real me.
  2. 2 points
    So as promised here it is my bucket list, if you can help me out with any of these please direct message me don’t tag it onto here. I’ve split it into 2 the sleazy and the normal, while you will see some have ticks on, those are the ones I’ve completed recently I’m not adverse to doing them again so get in touch if you want to help 1. Get piss fucked and used as a piss whore - ✔️ 2. Get fisted and let my hole be punch fisted 3. Get drugged, knocked out and used 4. Service a master for 48 hours 5. Service a group of guys as their personal cum dump for the weekend. 6 Get fucked by my best friend at School ✔️ 7. Get Raped - willingly 8. Get Pozzed 9. Be edged for hours 10. Get triple fucked 11. Get fucked by a cock bigger then 10” 12. Film myself being Anon fucked by a group of guys 13. Get jizzed on by as many guys as possible 14. Collect used condoms from followers and crushing areas and film loading them inside me 15. Get a tattoo that a follower designs or chooses 16. Get a PA 17. Get fucked by a porn star for free 18. Let followers submit what they would like me to include and complete 10 submission filming them. 19. Get sounded by a fan 20. Admit a twitter, Tumblr, and breeding Zone crush that I would never do if it wasn’t for my diagnosis 21. Visit my cousin in Oz and get used again 22. Allow someone to own me for 24 hours 23. Complete your Amazon wish list and use all the sex toys that I get, filming it and sending it to the givers. 24. Be the whore at a conversion party. 25. Star in a porno - professional or Amateur 26. Get loaded with cum and plug it in for 24 hours and wear no underwear all day 27. Have a toy session with a fellow bottom follower. 28. Try a sexual experience I said never to 29. Have sex in a public place and let people watch 30. Have a BDSM session with a fellow follower Non Sexual Bucket List 1. Donate a months wage to children with cancer ✔️ 2. Visit a country I’ve never been to 3. Tell people what you really think and don’t hold it back anymore✔️ 4. Get another tattoo (other than the follower one) 5. Reveal a secret you wouldn’t normally 6. Skydive one last time 7. Go snowboarding one last time 8. Go Scuba diving one last time 9. Visit my most favourite holiday destination again 10. Shave my head ✔️ 11. Go for a meal and leave without paying 12. Give my car away 13. Quit my job ✔️ 14. Climb a mountain ⛰ 15. Learn a new language 16. Tell my family what I really think of them all 17. Got to the police and report him ✔️ 18. Plan my funeral ✔️ 19. Tell him I love him even though I know it’s pointless ✔️ 20. Go on an actual date this Valentine’s Day instead of being a slut and going out for sex 21. Apologises to him for not saying yes when he asked and ending it all ✔️ 22. Go back to school and thank Mrs Taylor 23. Travel to every country of the United Kingdom in a week. 24. Start a blog and document treatment ✔️ (sort of) 25. Be a kid one more time I aim to add more to this as I complete it but more sexual things than normal things that people do when they know they are dying and as I know roughly how long I have I want to make the most of what time I have and explore my sexuality while I’m still here
  3. 2 points
    Friday afternoons my mind starts to go hazy and I find the last three hours of work very slow as I start thinking of how many cocks and loads I might get over the weekend. I go through my fuck contacts and start texting tops to see if they need a hole to use to start their weekends off with a bang. I also start putting up quick connect ads everywhere - hoping to attract some new meat and seed. By the time I finish work my cunt is on fire. I am usually chatting to some guys on the train home, and my weekend hobby kicks in - taking cock and seed as much as I can. That is my addiction, my hobby and my passion. As I live out in the suburbs - getting raw cock during the week is hard, sometimes a regular might be looking for a hole of last resort so he will text and cum over and breed me - but usually I have not trouble getting a safe fuck off Grindr most nights. It scratches the itch a bit but I always crave raw cock and men blowing in me - so the weekend is my big bang! I answered this add from a Chinese guy - who was visiting in town for five days - pics looked ok, said he was total top (my kinda man), uncut cock, looked average but thicker than a lot, and the body was fine - and he was staying in a city hotel. What caught my eye in his ad was "love whoring a bottom out." We messaged and I told him I could be at his hotel by 8 douched - and ready for him to open me up, whack a load or two in me and lubricate my hole for the rest of the night's activities. When I got there he met me in the lobby, stylishly dressed, much taller than me (well most men are considering I am only 5 feet 5 inches). We said very little in the lift - but when we got in the room, he had already dimmed the lights and the lube and towels were on the bedside table. He said "strip off slut and show me that fuckhole." Again, my knda guy - taking command. I did as I was told and he sat at the end of the bed watching me until I had nothing but my G-string on. He stood up and started to undress. I was surprised to see he already had a harness on under his shirt, his nipples were pierced and a leather studded pouch encased his now half hard cock. He opened the bedside draw and produced a bag of toys - butt plugs, dildos, cuffs and tit clamps. I was excited as he looked like a top that was going to give me mancunt and senses a hammering. He was dom, he was rough, he was vert aggressive. He turned the music up and then got very verbal. We did it ll, he fucked me with dildos, nearly pulled my tits off when he was fucking me with his lovely thick uncut cock, and he gave me a good slapping around and I was thanking God it was Friday. After we finished I spent a good 10 minutes cleaning his cock and balls and then I just lay there with my head on his stomach and his lovely soft cock in my mouth like a dummy. I had got two loads out of him and he was great sex. He asked what my plans were for the rest of the evening and I was honest. I told him he had got me super horny so I was going to go to the backroom and take as much seed and cock as I could get for a couple of hours. He laughed and said we might fuck again over the weekend - which I simply said to him - call me or message ne and I will come. "Kyle" said - "you really are a slut aren't you." "Totally I just love it" I replied. As I was leaving he was still laying on his back naked on the bed and he held his cock up at me and said "you want more of this." I walked over and leaned down to kiss his half flaccid cock and said - "I'm yours whenever you want." I headed to HQ for "blackout" the Friday night nude party. I checked my messages and one top - who had fucked me a couple of times before wanted to unload in me but wouldn't be home till 11.30. That gave me an hour and a half at the backroom. I checked in got undressed and my body always feels hyper sensitive after I have been fucked good and hard. It also heightens my sex drive and my mind had flicked into total pig mood - I needed cock in my mancunt, in my mouth and in my hand. Straight to the group room. Thankfully the fuck bench was unoccupied and there were a few guys hovering around stroking lubed cocks and one guy was on his knees giving head. I took up my position leaning over the bench and in one minute I could feel a hand on my arse and a bare cock being slapped on my cunt cheek. I groand and opened my legs to give the man easy access. I leaned back and felt a solid hairy chest. He reached above my head to the lube dispenser I grabbed his arm and said "no need, there are two loads in me for lube," he groaned with pleasure an immediately placed his cock at my hole. I think he was taken aback as I thrust back to take his better than average cock in one hit. I hate tops easing into me - I like cock to hurt me - to take my breath away. His load was the first of the night and I took three more, before I left while a couple of tops had a taste - stuck their cock in and pumped a bit before pulling out as they obviously did not want to nut too soon. I left and headed for Brian's - a decent enough top, good body, great cock and the three times he had fucked me previously were basically blown n' go jobs as it is all over red rover for him when he blows. Mind you he always gave me a good 15 minutes pleasure from his cock. I texted him to tell him I was on my way and that I was pretty full of seed and looking forward to him being my last load for the night. He sent me back some pig emjois and said my sloppy hole was one of the reasons he liked fucking me - and he knew I would by loaded up by this time of night. I got there and he was laying on his back naked - which was my queue to undress and straddle his lovely cut cock. As usual I got my 15 minutes of heavenly fucking off him, my mancunt was slupring with all the seed in me and he fucked a good bit of it out of me. Finally I headed for the train home. I love it when I go out whoring, I only wear a G-string so my mancunt leaks and there is a wet patch at the back of my jeans - its special to me. I went home very satisfied and about half way home a message came through from Kyle - "can you come over same time tomorrow night whore". Of course I said yes, smiled and leaned back in the train and put my head against the window. I could feel that beautiful puffiness my cuntlips get when I have have been fucked five or six times. "This is going to be one hell of a weekend," I thought.
  4. 2 points
    So Jason my str8 mate that I met at my friends last week has been round as arranged and what an interesting afternoon we had. He came over just before noon and said he couldn’t stay any longer than a couple of hours - that’s me in for a longish session then I thought and he asked if it was ok to fuck me again today after our earlier encounter in the week to whic h I obviously relied “Yes” He an I went upstairs and quickly got undressed where I got on my knees and began to service his cock making him rock hard, he asked if he could try sucking me off which againwas music to my ears and although you could clearly tell he hadn’t done it before he soon became a natural at cock sucking and he’s been sucking me off for 30 mins edging me under my guidance before he started to play with my hole, I asked if he wanted me to play with his (although I’m a bottom I’m not adverse to mutual arse play) and he said no but I coul lick his hole as he has always wanted it done. I asked him to lay on his stomach and I parted his arse and began slowly rimming his home, he moaned with delight so I began sticking my tongue deeper inside his hole and making it wet. He was moanig and squirming around while I played with his hole with my tongue and I took my chance and slipped a finger in, at first he went quiet and I was about to say sorry when he let out a load moan and then I proceeded to play with his hole further, not once did he ask me to stop. After about 10 mins he said let me fuck you now I’m so pumped, I said ok but let me make it even better for you, how he said it was pretty good last time. I got out my remote prostate massager and slowly inserted inside him, it went in no problem and without lube too. “What the fuck was that” he said “ trust me “ I replied as I turned it on and saw the extatsy in his face. He mounted me and began thrusting deep inside me, he felt bigger than before which I put down to the prostate massager, I could feel he was getting close so I turned up the massager to max an he immediately exploded inside me I say exploded it was an eruption and it kept coming, his whole body wouldn’t stop and it was like he hadn’t come in weeks. I turned of the massager and he pulled out of me and I felt his cum spurt out of my hole and all over my arse and balls into the bed. His face was a picture and he said we can use that every time if you want, so there it was every time another regular. After he left I emptied his cum out that was left inside me and it filled a small latte cup, so I’m off to have fun with his cum and my toys
  5. 2 points
    Love the Christmas hold it is a great time for getting raw cock. Just before Christmas I went to my favourite back room - only one thing on my mind - slutting right out and taking as much cock and seed as I could to satisfy me. I was having a ball - had taken three loads when I wandered into the group room , bent over the fuck bench and held my cheeks apart so any prospective tops could see there was some baby batter there for them to use as lube. After a couple of minutes I could feel a thick head pushing at my hole I immediately backed onto his cock groaining in appreciation as he slid into me. While he was fucking, I was aware of another bottom leaning over the bench next to me. "See you are still the same slut you always were," he said to me and I looked to see Lee smiling at me as a top slid into his Malaysian-Chinese cunt. He too groaned with pleasure. As we were getting fucked we both gasped and started encouraging each other as the pleasure of having hard cock in us totally took over out bodies. Lee and I go back a long way. It was I who introduced him to my ex. Steve and I were having a quiet Sunday afternoon drink when Lee, a very slim, short, cute bubble butted Asian walked in - and my ex loved breeding Asian arse. "I would love to breed that," he said to me. We were going to have a couple of drinks then go to the naked party at Headquarters so I said to Steve "do you want to take that home and breed it and I will just go to headquarters and take cock." I could see he was starting to pitch a tent in his jean shorts as Steve was a dedicated freeballer and he said "I wanna knock that up - look at that cute arse. I finished my drink and nticed that Lee was looking over at Steve, Asians like blond, tall Aussie men and so I walked over to him and asked if he wanted to join us. I sat him between Steve and I and I could see in no time Steve was pressing his leg against Lee;s jeans and Lee was sort of looking a little awkward. To let him know all was ok - I picked his hand up and put it straight on Steve's cock and even though he was a bit shocked - he never moved his hand. Not long after I could see his fingers kneading Steve's cock and he was lightly running his fingers along the shaft pf Steve's cock through his jean shorts. Within three minutes Steve had his tongue down Lee's throat and I heard him whisper "we just live up the road come with me I want to fuck you." I could tell Lee was howling for Steves thick 8" cut chaft and within minutes they were out of there on their way back to our apartment. Steve loved neg Asian boys and he dedicated the next three weeks to breeding Lee as often as he could and eventually convincing him to bottom for Orhan and Craig (two of Steve's best mates and both poz tops). he went on the same journey as all bottoms Steve fucked more than once - knocked up, addicted to cock and just being a total cockpig and cumslut. As the two blokes that were fucking us blew, we sort of both stood up at the same time. "I see you are still addicted to cock yourself," I said to him. "I can't go more than three days without being bred," Lee confessed. "Same here," I said. We decided to go to the café and have a cold drink and we were chatting about our journey to total slutdom and how we didn't regret a thing. Sure, we both knew it sort of made us "in-marryable" but cock and cum was our addiction and we knew we weren't going to be able to change that. In the course of the conversation I found out Lee lived just two suburbs from me - but in true Asian style was still living with his ageing mother - so his fuck life was restricted to other people's houses, backrooms and saunas and the odd car. I told him I lived alone in my apartment and liked it like that and how I often hosted four or five tops on a Sunday afternoon as I like to keep Sunday "holey" and have my hole gaping by the end of the day so I can face work on Monday. One thing led to another and he asked how I got the tops. Many of them had fucked me before and loved group sex so usually it was like 3 tops that had bred me several times and two newbies when I would advertise "holey Sunday". He said he had five or six tops that fucked him when it suited them and they could not get a root elsewhere - and I suddenly thought why didn't we combine out tops, have party at my place and they could hole swap, DP, use the arses off us and make our cunts gape. He agreed and so the planning began.......TO BE CONTINUED
  6. 2 points
    A white boys risky gay hook-up goes in wildly unexpected directions. There was a book store that I had heard about it had Glory Holes , My heart was pounding. A mixture of fear and adrenaline made him breathless. He consciously took a deep breath then walked in… He’d first heard of a few months ago. Mark, A Black guy at his work mentioned it as a place to avoid. But while his workmates laughed and sneered at the description and the warnings, Jay's interest was aroused. He’d come out here a couple of times to scout the place out. There was distinctly unusual traffic at the Book store. For starters, it was in a relatively remote location, And definitely in a seedy area, During the day, there were always plenty of visitors of course, But Jay was surprised by the number of Black men that continued to visit as evening drew on. And the nature of the visitor changed as well, no longer were they white But Black guys, The people who came by after 6 exhibited a different tempo, some nervous, some cautious, some eager, And now, after three days of surveillance from his car, Jay was ready to take the plunge. He walked into the brick building. You walked in the door and you where than looked over by the Black clerk and then he buzzed you into a second door, Where you payed the clerk to enter the back booths, There were five men inside, all much older than me, And all of them turned to look at me. Each of them looked Jay up and down and smiles appeared on their faces. Jay knew what it was like to be looked at like a piece of meat: flattering. He knew he was decent looking, with a good body. He played it cool. He walked past the men into the end booth and pulled the door shut, locking it behind him. He looked the booth over. It had a glory hole in the wall, Where fags go to suck each other off. They go into the booths and stick their dicks through glory holes in the wall then strangers blow them.” But Jay found the prospect unbelievably exciting. He wasn’t out about his sexuality, and even among his closest friends only a small handful knew that he was gay. He listened carefully as Mark explained to his sneering work mates about the book store. To a young guy who was just coming to terms with his sexuality, the place sounded like a dream: just stick your dick through the glory hole in the wall and a stranger blows you, no attachments, no complications, and the guy didn’t even know who you were. To Jay it was a perfect tentative, anonymous first step into the world of gay sex. He decided that if he was here for a blowjob, it made sense to have his pants down, then dropped his pants, Jay looked around the booth. The walls had some of the usual graffiti “For a good time call…” as well as random graphics and logos. But it wasn’t the wall scribbling he was here for. He looked to his left and there as expected, was a hole in the chipboard partitioned wall. It was four inches across; larger than necessary. Jay looked at it with a mixture of trepidation. He didn’t want to initiate anything or get up close and look through the glory hole, Three fingers protruded through the hole from the other side. Jay looked at them with excitement. The fingers thrummed up and down on the rim of the hole. Jay didn’t know what to do so he leaned forwards and played with him self. A low voice said, “Put your dick through if you want a blowjob.” It was clear from the tone that the speaker’s mouth must be close to the hole. This was it. It was now or never. He lifted his penis towards the hole. Nervousness had robbed it of its ability to get hard, But Jay had no doubt that it would respond to a hot mouth. He’d never had a blowjob thru a Glory Hole, But he’d imagined one many times and he was eager to experience it. His glans brushed the back of the fingers resting on the base of the hole and a little shiver of excitement coursed through his Cock. The fingers withdrew then he felt them lightly gripping his snake, Pulling him through. He moved close to the wall, Pressing his pubis against the painted wood. “Nice,” the man on the other side murmured. “Stand a little higher.” A vision of the man on his knees, getting a crick in his neck reaching forwards to suck him flashed into Jay's mind. He grinned and straightened his legs until the top of his cock was just touching the upper rim of the Glory Hole. To his surprise, fingers reached through the Glory Hole, hooked behind the neck of his scrotum and pulled his balls through the Glory Hole too. He felt the man on the other side slowly rolling his large nuts in his fist. Jay had never experienced testicle play and it was surprisingly erotic. He let out a soft sigh and thrust his groin towards the hole so that the guy would have as much to play with as he wanted. Jay knew from experience that when he got excited, His balls were going to retract towards his body. He felt a tongue on the head of his Dick. He inhaled sharply, a shuddering, staccato breath that signified his surprise at how good even that first warm, wet touch felt. The tongue slid across his glans then returned and repeated the motion. Jay imagined his benefactor holding his prick and licking its head like a lollipop. His breathing came faster and he felt his penis rapidly responding to the tongue. The unknown man’s mouth closed around his thickening cock now, His lips encircling the rear of Jay's glans. It was all Jay hoped it would be and the man was only just getting started! He felt his penis straining within the man’s mouth. Ordinarily Jay’s balls would be climbing upwards, in preparation of an orgasm, but the man held them firmly in his fist, Preventing them from rising. Jay started squirming. He was already at fever pitch, Close to blowing his load and the person on the other side had been blowing him less than a minute. Jay started insistently thrusting his Cock forwards, Trying to compel the man to suck faster so that he could blow his load. He didn’t know what the etiquette was for Glory Hole ejaculation, but he doubted 90 seconds from start to finish was considered good form. But he didn’t care, all he cared about was personal gratification. He strained forwards, pressing the palms of his hands against the cubical dividing wall, Turning his feet outwards so that he could get as close as possible. “Faster,” He urged quietly, his face pressed against the wall. On the other side the man grinned. “Easy tiger.” Jay felt his balls being pulled downwards, Slowly but firmly, trapped in a tight fist. He groaned at the aching in his nuts. Then he felt something strange; Something cool pressed against the neck of his scrotum. The fist released him but his nuts remained low, Tugged four inches below the hole. The mouth moved away from his Cock and he felt fingers touching his stiff meat. They were wrapping something; A band of some sort embedded with plastic-cool objects on four sides. The fingers moved down and wrapped two more straps; One around each nut, also embedded with plastic. Then the fingers were gone and just the bands with their objects remained. Then suddenly a buzzing and a rapid but shallow vibration on all four sides of his glans. Jay squirmed as the delicious feeling elevated his libido once again, bringing him to the very brink of orgasm, But somehow the buzzing was not quite enough to push him over the edge. The buzz was accompanied by a deeper, more powerful one in his nuts, Stimulating him in ways he’d never even considered before. He tried to with draw back pulled and twisted, Pulling his groin ready to thrust back in, but he couldn’t withdraw. His cock and balls were trapped on the other side! Although he couldn’t see it, the second booth had been fitted with a 6 inch long hinged metal bar designed precisely for this purpose. The new meat would poke their eager dicks through the Glory Hole, and then they would be unable to pull their balls back out. Jay heard a sound to his right. He turned and saw the door sliding open. His eyes widened. He struggled harder to free himself, yanking on his Dick and Balls, But unless he was prepared to tear his own nuts off he was stuck securely against the wall. The door opened and two Black men entered carrying nylon ropes. One grinned. “Welcome to the club ! Who are you? What are you doing?” Jay demanded. The speaker moved behind him. Jay tried to turn his body but he was pulled tightly to the wall and he could only move his shoulders. Suddenly, both Black men pounced on him, Each tying a thick nylon rope around his wrists. The ropes were hooked over to the corners of the wall, And Pulled tight then tied off. “What are you doing!!” Jay demanded more loudly. “What you want,” The grinning Black man said. “But first an initiation to the club.” “I don’t want THIS!” Jay said. “Really? Then why stick your boner through a Glory hole in the wall?” “I… I…” Jay couldn’t think of a good answer. The truth is, He DID want some excitement. He wanted to have some kind of sexual adventure with a Black man, And he wasn’t all that discerning who or how old that Black man was. The Black men pulled his trousers and underwear off, Roped his legs and pulled them apart so far that Jay was forced onto his tip toes, Feet barely touching the ground at all, And all his weight on his arms, Before tying the ropes to the corners of the booth as well. Now Jay stood, naked and spread eagles, Pressed tightly against the stall wall. He struggled furiously and he could feel his rigid erection bouncing on the other side of the wall, Kept hard by the ceaseless vibrations of the milking machine strapped to his Dick. But for all his struggling, He was utterly unable to free himself. The talkative Black man produced a small lubricated Black dildo. He showed it to Jay. “Something to get you warmed up.” Jay’s eyes opened wide. “No, no. I don’t need warming up. Keep that away from me.” The man spread Jay’s Ass cheeks then knelt and examined the boy’s Asshole. A pristine starfish winked back at him. There was no redness, No signs of stretching, No bruising, just a tight puckered star of virgin flesh. “Looks to me like you do. Where no Black man has gone before.” He smeared lube from a tube onto the pinch of flesh. Jay flinched away from the touch. “No, no!” he repeated. Then he felt the head of the Black dildo against his hole. He tried to resist but it was almost impossible with his legs spread that wide apart. The man twisted and wobbled it until, despite Jay’s best efforts, It slipped inside him. Jay grunted. “Uhnnnn nnnnn.” Then the Black man turned a dial on the end of the Black dildo and it also started buzzing. Jay understood in an instant why Black men and liberated breeders Enjoyed having things in their assholes. In many ways, This was everything he had hoped gay sex would feel like. Except with a Cock, and not secured in a remote book store, Jay squirmed desperately, As his hole and genitals were gently vibrating, Forcing him to the sort of ecstasy He had hoped to experience. The Black man took out two small clamps, Like rubber coated bulldog clips, But with very little bite. He reached around the right side Jay’s chest and tweaked a nipple between his index finger and thumb. “Ow!” The nipple stood up pert and the Black man quickly attached one of the small clamps. Jay felt it pinching his nipple, a sharp pain that quickly lost its edge. A second clamp joined the first on Jay’s other nipple. The sensation was uncomfortable but bearable, and it added something to the stimulation his other erogenous zones were experiencing. “How you enjoying this white boy?” The Black man asked, leaning close. “What’s your name?” Jay,” the young man replied, Not thinking to make up a lie. “I’m Hunter. It’s good to meet ya Jay.” The Black man kissed Jay on the cheek: A slow sensual kiss. Jay instinctively recoiled, Expecting something disgusting, But the kiss was actually surprisingly tender and the Black man smelt clean, With a mixture of mild soap and quality after shave. Two days of stubble brushed Jay’s smooth face. “Aww don’t be like that. You came here for a reason with your hard Cock and your virgin Hole. You came for an adventure and you’re gonna get one. But there’s no need to worry.” Jay exhaled heavily as the Black man told him that he was going to get home safe, He’d feared that maybe he would die in this small booth, Now that this clean Black man in a Seedy place reassured him that he was not going to die tonight. “Thatta boy. Relaaax. You’ll actually start to enjoy it. That is why you came here isn’t it?” As he cooed reassurance into Jay’s ear, Hunter pumped the Black dildo in and out of the Jay’s Asshole. Jay frowned. He was so hard. “Y… yes. I guess so,” He affirmed. Then he made a weird strangled sound and started struggling. He struggled frantically for 30 seconds then slumped against the ropes that held his arms. His feet barely touched the floor. “Did you just cum boy?” The Black man enquirer. Jay didn’t answer so the Black man looked in the next booth. There was white liquid sprayed into the milking machine. Hunter smiled. “Many more like that before the night is done Jay.” Jay frowned, Surprised at how easily his body could be induced to give up its Seed completely against his control. “Did you like that?” Jay’s frown deepened. What would it mean if he said yes? He already knew he was gay. He wasn’t ashamed of it. He was simply private; circumspect about who he told. But here, at a book store, Milked by machine and this stranger. What kind of fucked up weirdo did that make him. But he couldn’t deny the power of his orgasm. In spite of his trepidation, There was no doubt that he HAD enjoyed feeling the small Black dildo slipping in and out of his hole, As well as the powerful orgasm it had produced. Jay gave a curt nod, admitting to Hunter what was already obvious. “Good. Then you’re going to enjoy the next few hours a whole lot more.” The man produced a small brown bottle. It had a lively font that spelled the word “Locker Room aroma” against a bright red back round, Hunter showed it to Jay. “Poppers. It’ll make your Orgasms better. Hunter unscrewed the lid and wafted it under Jay’s nose. “Good. Sniff.” Jay took a small sniff. His nostrils were filled with an acrid scent and he almost immediately felt light headed. Hunter attached a nose gag and poured the liquid into the nose gag , Every time I would inhale thru my nose I would get a good hit of Poppers, Hunter unbuttoned his jeans and dropped His boxers and jeans to his knees. Jay strained to see. The man’s Black cock was as clean as the rest of Him, Nine inches of uncut Black meat. Hunter gripped his flaccid cock and with just a dozen quick tugs his Black cock was almost as hard as Jay’s. He rolled a rubber onto it, Then shuffled up behind the young man. “This will be an experience to take back with you,” He whispered. Hunter turned and his accomplice was standing by the door already hard. The other Black man was watching intently. Hunter nodded to him and the other Black man left the booth. Hunter removed the Black dildo and slowly replaced it with his larger Black cock. Jay tensed, anticipating pain, but the Black dildo had loosened his sphincter and Hunter’s Black cock slid easily inside. The Black man started to pump slowly, enjoying the tightness of Jay’s virgin hole. Jay had no choice but to stand, Legs splayed wide as the Black man took him, But even if he could have walked away, he was no longer sure if he would have. The situation was erotic beyond the bounds of his limited imagination, And it wildly exceeded his hopes. A few moments later, Jay felt hands on his rigid Cock and they removed the vibrating beads. His cock continued buzzing as the amyl nitrite in the Poppers liquid constricted the blood vessels. His cock felt even harder than when he had ejaculated and he could almost feel the blood coursing, Tingling through his tightened blood vessels. The fingers continued touching his throbbing member and Jay correctly surmised that the hands were sliding a condom onto him. But he was beyond distracted, His attention being torn in multiple directions, not the least of which was the Black penis that was now slipping in and out of his virgin hole. Hunter was thrusting with long, smooth strokes, Letting Jay experience every one of his nine inches. Withdrawing all the way, then re-penetrating the young man on every stroke. At this stage, He was fucking as much for Hunter as for himself. Every time Hunter’s Black dick head bumped past the Jay’s sphincter and Jay's hole snapped shut, Jay felt a thrill as the nerves in his rear responded to the stimulation. Then a moment where he could feel Hunter’s glans pausing against the outside of his hole, His glans surprisingly hard and hot, Then it was followed by the sensation of his hole spreading and enfolding the Black man’s Cock once again. Hunter’s fucking was leisurely, enabling Jay to focus on every part of the experience. Jay had never been so aware of the physiology of his anus, Both inside and out, But now it felt as though Hunter’s Black cock was a pioneer, Casually exploring his hole inside and out. At the inner limit of each stroke, Hunter’s glans rubbed against something inside Jay’s anus. Jay felt a thrill, A little rush of excitement as the head bumped over it, Then a feeling of pressure deeper in. He realized that this must be the prostate that he’d heard about, And know he realized why it was so highly regarded. Each time Hunter’s glans touched it, Jay felt like he was going to cum – Not the massive full body experience of his earlier Orgasm, But a different sensation in his testicles and somewhere inside him, A quick welling of excitement that was gone the second Hunter’s glans was past, Leaving him craving the next touch in that deep place. And all the time that buzzing, Vibrating feeling deep in each testicle, Distracting as much as arousing, Yet making him feel like his balls were somehow being activated, Charged, Primed by the incessant vibrations. Yet it was a strange kind of distraction, Both frustrating and tremendously arousing. The testicular stimulation had a secondary effect that Hunter was only too well aware of; it was forcing Jay’s penis to new levels of hardness. The vibrations were transferring to the root of his penis, Increasing the pulse rate, While the amel constricted the blood vessels, Reducing the rate at which the blood could leave his cock. The circumcised head strained upwards away from the shaft, bloated and deep crimson. The shaft was hard to the touch, Tiny veins purple just behind the head, leading in minute delicate delta maps towards the shaft. Larger veins corded along its length, vascular as a ‘body builder. Even his testicles had already grown by 50 percent, Ready and eager to spread his seed. No longer were they the soft orbs that hung in his pants as he went about his day, They were firm to the touch, engorged with blood and semen, His nut sack stretched thin and tight over each large oval. Jay’s head was pressed against the partition wall, His face turned to the open door as Hunter slowly screwed him, Gathering pace now. Then Jay felt something he did not expect; warmth against his cock. But not the warm wetness of a mouth, Somebody was forcing his cock into their own hole. He’d fooled with people before, jacked them off and been jacked in return, But he had always wondered if he was going to prefer being a top or a bottom. He was a passionate sportsman, but not aggressive by nature. Yet the idea of going down on his knees and being taken seemed a little submissive to his tastes. But now he was experiencing the very best of both worlds simultaneously. His hole being plowed with his cock was engulfed in a hot hole that was sliding back and forth along its length. On each inward stroke, The cheeks of the man’s rump spread on the wall, pressing firmly against Jay’s trapped and swollen balls. It was another new experience. Mildly uncomfortable, Causing a slight ache in each nut, Yet the pain also added to pleasure, Making Jay acutely aware of the connection between his nuts and his libido, Dissolving the barriers between pleasure and pain. Now that he was sure that muscles in Jay’s sphincter had relaxed sufficiently not to injure, Hunter began to fuck Jay more aggressively. No longer did he fully withdraw, But instead he pulled his hard Black tool halfway back, Before ramming it back with jackhammer force, Drilling the kid to the wall. Jay tried to look over his shoulder but Hunter put a hand on the boy’s cheek and turned him away, Forcing the side of his head into the wall again. Jay understood that he was Hunter’s play thing now. That this was Hunter’s time to have fun. On each thrust of Hunter’s hips, The entire partition wall vibrated with a thud. Jay had toyed with rape fantasies while masturbating, But they usually involved white guys. He’d never even considered the possibility of Black men old enough to be his father. But now the limits of his imagination were being revealed. With tattooed arms and a wife beater t-shirt on, Hunter looked like he could be a trucker. On the other side of the wall, a puffy guy in his fifties was riding Jay’s cock like he was at the rodeo, Using the vibrations of Hunter’s fucking as a metronome and bouncing at twice the speed. Jay could hear the Black man gasping and groaning as he pleasured himself, Using Jay’s dick the way a desperate housewife uses a dildo. Jay realized that that’s all he was to these Black men – a hole and flesh dildo, And it felt great! No longer was the question whether he wanted to be a top or a bottom, But how his body could be used in the most gratifying manner. He was happy to be both, and neither. He was powerless, Just a human sex toy. Behind him, Hunter pounded into him. The man grabbed Jay’s hair and pulled his head back, becoming more aggressive the more aroused he became. Jay wondered who would cum first Hunter or the other guy. The way the pudgy man was moaning it was going to be him, But surely Hunter couldn’t keep this thudding pace up for long without losing it? As it happened, It was neither of them. From out of nowhere, Jay came again hard. “Ahh ahh ahhh ahh ah!” He moaned and panted and squirmed, Squirting hard into the hole. Hunter pulled the boy’s head back further so that his head faced the ceiling, But the guy could see nothing, His eyes were clenched tightly shut as his second orgasm, Even more powerful than the first, carried him away. The guy heard Jay cumming then felt the squelching wetness as the condom filled in his own hole and that was all it took to trigger his own orgasm. He panted, short and fast in a high pitched voice like a little girl having a nightmare, But all he was feeling was ecstasy. Breaking a new boy in was a privilege, And he was enjoying riding this guys six inch meat immensely. Hunter thudded his cock faster and harder into Jay’s hole, Finally allowing himself to go over the edge. There was nothing prissy about HIS orgasm. He snarled like an animal, Clawing at the back of Jay’s left shoulder, drawing blood as he let loose and filled the condom he was wearing with a massive load. When he finally stopped cumming, Hunter withdrew his cock from the boy’s asshole and carefully pulled the condom from his hard cock. He lifted the condom and dangled it in front of Jay’s now open eyes where the boy could see it. It hung heavy with a viscous, semi-opaque Black load that looked more like something a horse would produce. “Open up,” Hunter said, holding the neck of the condom against the young man’s lips. Jay declined to comply. Even in the heat of the moment that was too much for his Christian upbringing to cope with. Hunter released the his hair and squeezed the sides of his cheeks, Pushing them painfully into his teeth. Jay opened his mouth instinctively and the moment he did, Hunter poured the contents of the condom into the boy’s mouth; Quarter of a cup of fresh spunk. Jay tried to turn his head, but Hunter held him in place, immediately placing his hand over Jay's mouth so that he couldn’t spit the slimy deposit back out. “Swallow.” “Mmm mmm,” Jay responded, Trying again to turn his head. Hunter pinched the boy’s nostrils shut. Now Jay couldn’t breathe. “Swallow,” Hunter repeated calmly. “I’m not letting you breathe again until you do.” Jay still refused. Hunter stroked the guy’s throat. “Swallow. It’s really not that bad, Black Cum well make your Body Stronger, It’ll make your Balls and Dick Bigger.” Jay forced himself to take a small gulp and as soon as he did, Hunter released his nostrils. “All of it.” Jay took two more gulps and he felt Hunter’s massive load sliding down his throat. This was insane. It was like he was two separate people. In the other cubicle, His cock was still hard, Straining, His own cum sloshing around in the condom that had been placed on him. That part of him was horny, Eager, Its fat balls thrumming with sexual energy, his glans bloated like a mushroom cloud a top his rigid tool. And on this side, He was still fighting against decades of religious programming, All of his conscious intellect screaming against the debasement of his body. But it felt so good. So, So good. Hunter released Jay’s head and lay against the guy’s back exhausted. They were both drenched in sweat. Hunter released Jay’s face and Jay lowered his head. Jay stared out of the cubical door and there were three more Black men standing there watching, Positioned so that they could see into both booths simultaneously. Two of them had their Black cocks out and were maturating slowly, And the third had a large lump in his pants, But was recording the scene on a video recorder, Jay realized that he had become the main attraction at the Club and there was nothing he could do to stop it. His arms and legs were still spread wide, Making him look like a horizontal starfish. “Thanks ,” Hunter said from behind him, And ruffled his hair as he left the booth. Another Black man walked in as Hunter left. Jay’s eyes widened. Again? Another one? But he was exhausted, sexually drained. He couldn’t possibly… Two hours, 15 cocks and 8 ass holes later, Jay’s mind was in a haze. He could barely think straight. He was horny beyond his most fevered imaginings and his cock was still rigid and eager for attention. He’d lost track of how many times he’d cum in the milking machine? Then someone arrived and it was like a bucket of cold water to the face. It was Mark from work. The 24 year old sauntered in. “Well look who it is. That story always gets someone.” “M… Mark! What are you doing here?!” Mark grinned. “Same as you. Well, not exactly the same obviously. Welcome to the club!” Mark opened his pants and pulled out a monster. It flopped out like an Anaconda, Flaccid with a huge arrow-shaped glans. A porn star Black Cock. Greasy looking; dark brown; dangerous. He reached into his pants and hooked out a pair of nuts that were as impressive as his nuts; A heavy pair of bull balls, Each the size of a large chicken egg, hanging low in a loose sack. Jay looked at Mark’s genitals with a mixture of awe and fear. Mark saw Jay’s expression. “Yeah, I get that reaction a lot,” He said with a cocky smirk. He started to massage the head of his gargantuan Black penis. It rapidly filled with blood, adding another three inches to its length. Now fully hard it was 12.5 But what was making Jay’s heart pound was its thickness; thicker than a deodorant spray can, and just as long. It was undoubtedly the thickest Black Cock he’d ever seen and Mark watched a LOT of gay porn. The dark glans was huge, Its upper trailing edge sloping far back, Like the barb of a whaling spear. Jay had once seen a documentary where biologists theorized that the shape of the human glans was an evolutionary development designed to scoop any mating rivals’ sperm from a female’s vagina. Looking at Mark’s Black cock head, Jay didn’t doubt the theory. It looked capable of scooping pints out of any woman unfortunate enough to be on the receiving end. Mark did not put on a condom. It was doubtful that even a magnum could cope with his penis. Jay had long since resigned himself tonight, To the fact that his asshole was just a receptacle for a seemingly endless line of cocks to drill, But this was different. This was a freak of nature. A beast. It was surely going to rip him in half. “I can’t take that!” Mark grinned. “Yeah, They all say that. Cunt's can't take it either, That’s why they called me last. After my go the new meat is ruined for everyone else. But it’s not so bad. It’ll hurt, But you’ll be surprised just what you can do if you put your mind to it!” Mark moved up behind Jay, And Jay expected the Black man to simply ram his way in. There was something about his tone and demeanor that hinted at cruelty. To his surprise, Mark was calm, Patient, just as Hunter had been at the start of the evening. He pushed slowly, Allowing Jay’s hole to stretch at its own pace. Jay felt his hole gradually opening for the huge intruder, But after a few minutes of firm but careful pushing, His hole was at its limit. Mark realized that Jay’s hole was open to his maximum extent and leaned on the boy with all his body weight, Forcing Jay’s sphincter to admit him. “Gahhh! Stop, it hurts, it hurts. You’re killing me.” Mark ignored Jay’s pleas. He’d heard them dozens of times. They always protested. Sometimes their assholes stretched, And other times they simply tore. If it was the latter, They’d heal, And they’d always remember the time they were fucked by the biggest Black cock they’d ever see. Jay’s hole stretched. It was burning, Stinging as the skin expanded far beyond its normal elasticity. Tiny superficial micro tears appeared in the surface, But the skin of his sphincter largely stayed intact. Suddenly Mark’s huge love missile passed the sphincter and slipped inside. Jay’s hole was monstrously stretched but at least the pain didn’t get any worse. He was peripherally aware that another Black man was riding his cock but his entire focus was on enduring the assault on his rear. Mark started to pump, moving slowly to avoid causing unnecessary damage. He knew that if he went hard, It would take little effort to tear the Jay's ring. He pulled Out And sprayed some numbing spray on my Hole. Mark said He didn't like to use the stuff, Because it made Him fuck forever, Mark pushed his Black Cock in gradually, But this time it slid right in, For Jay, the pain was acute, But he was also preoccupied with the overwhelming feeling of fullness. Of course, the stretched circumference of Mark's cock left Jay in no doubt about the man’s immense girth, but as the massive Black meat forced its way into him, His rectum was forced to enlarge to accommodate it. At first, It just felt as though he had to take a large dump, But the longer his bowels remained full, The more uncomfortable the feeling became. His stomach ached and the internal discomfort gradually morphed into the stomach cramp that arises from holding crap for too long while wearing too-tight jeans or a belt. Mark fucked him at a medium pace for fifteen long minutes. During that time Jay ejaculated twice while on the other side of the wall, The milking machine sucked his loads. Jay was only peripherally aware of the sucking, His attention switching from the milking machine for a few moments before returning to the reaming of a lifetime he was receiving from his Black shift leader. Jay started to morn, Jay pushed His ass out to give Mark total access to his hole, Mark realized the numbing spray was working, He could now pull all the way out, And push His Big Black weapon all the way in, Jay was in total ecstasy now, Yes Fuck Me, Fuck my Hole, Y..Yes Cum in Me, Even when Mark came, It felt like something was happening to a body, He was barely connected to, With the main event happened on this side of the wall. As the 20 minute started, Mark picked up the pace and filled Jay’s hole with twice as much jizz as Hunter had earlier and made the Jay drink. As he reached the vinegar strokes, He rammed his Black beast home in short staccato strokes. He buried His Big Black Cock all the way in my hole, Mark took His hands and pulled my ass cheeks apart, And pushed deeper, Mark slid passed Jay's second Hole, Mark held His Black Cock Deep, He leaned forwards speaking through gritted teeth with a tone of contempt. “You make…” thud “a great little…” thud “fuck toy!” thud thud thud. You want this Gift ?? I'm going to give it to you! My Fuck Toy , I could feel His Black Cock Throbbing, As He was Cumming, Finally spent, He pulled his Black Cock out. It swayed, like a javelin in front of his body. Jay’s hole remained wide open, a battered flesh tunnel that would be unable to close for days. Cum dribbled out and down the inside of his legs, Cooling the second it hit the fresh air. Mark left the stall without another word or a backwards glance. As soon as he was out, Hunter and another Black man came in and started to untie Jay’s arms and legs. The moment Jay’s arms were released, He slumped, and Hunter had to catch him. The man reached around around pulled off the nipple clamps. “Easy guy. Feeling a bit wobbly? Mark has that effect on the new meat.” In the other stall, somebody removed the vibrators from Jay’s balls, And the bar that had trapped them on that side. Without the constant stimulation Jay’s cock immediately started to wilt. He felt punch drunk, As though he had just undergone ten rounds in a boxing ring. Hunter and his assistant helped the staggering guy out of the booth into the main lavatory where half a dozen men stood grinning. Jay didn’t notice but the nylon ropes were still wrapped around his ankles and wrists. Hunter and his helper lead me to the urinals and sat him on the floor between two urinals, Jay was still too dazed to realize what was happening, But when they pulled the ropes around his wrists wide, Tying them off on the pipework of the two urinals next but one to him on each side, He realized his ordeal was not yet over. “No more. I can’t take any more.” He moaned. “Sure you can,” Hunter reassured him. “Sure you can.” Jay looked around and everyone he looked at was grinning. Then he saw the Black guy with the video recorder again , At first he thought that they were the grins of men who Had a good time, But now he realized that they were the grins of men expecting one, Like a lion looks at a wounded wildebeest. As Hunter and his assistant tightly tied Jay’s arms into a T shaped crucifixion pose, two more Black men worked on his legs. Each grabbed an ankle rope and pulled them out to the sides, Pulling Jay’s legs apart until he yelped And started trembling at the strain. Then they eased off just a touch and tied the ropes off on the metal girders that formed the supports for the stalls opposite. When Jay was tied down, Hunter produced a face mask from a backpack in the corner. There were straps that passed around the head, and curved metal strips that would hold Jay’s mouth wide apart. “Open wide,” Hunter said. Jay shook his head like a stubborn child. “Come on, Let’s not go through this again.” Hunter looked down at the Jay’s flaccid genitals. Jay’s heavy, still-swollen balls rested on the floor like two eggs in a withered balloon. Supporting his foot on the heel, Hunter put the toes of his heavy boot on my nuts and carefully rocked his foot forwards. Jay’s nuts were immensely tender from hours of stimulation and endless orgasms. They bulged around the side of Hunter’s boot. “Open wide,” Hunter repeated, increasing the pressure. Jay resisted as long as he could, But after five seconds he caved. “Ah, ahh, ahhh,” Jay yelped, “Okay okay, get off my nuts.” Hunter brought the mouth spreader to Jay’s mouth, maintaining the pressure on my balls. “Wider.” Jay opened as wide as he could and Hunter pushed the spreader in then strapped it into place. Then he removed his foot. No long term harm done, But Jay’s nuts were seriously aching. “Unnnnnhhh,” he groaned. Hunter walked forwards holding his flaccid cock in his right hand. Jay wasn’t averse to sucking a dick but it had to be the cock of somebody he liked not one that had just turned his asshole into a red-rimmed cavern. Hunter wiped the head of his flaccid dick across Jay’s lips, Leaving a snail trail of his after-jizz on Jay’s lips. Jay turned away and the watching men laughed. “Oh Im oh unnuh,” Jay said, as though his unintelligible words meant anything. But Hunter had no interest in a blow job so soon after filling Jay’s asshole. Instead he pissed on me letting loose like a donkey, And turning the guy’s head so that it went into his mouth, His eyes, his hair. Jay whipped his head back, reviled at the debasement and cracked his skull against the tiled wall. For a moment he was stunned and Hunter continued pissing, undeterred. When Jay came around, He was covered in piss from his hair to his pubes and Hunter was grinning down at him as he continued to direct the last of his urine at his face. “Aww what the fuck man!” Jay said, blinking against the urine that was stinging his eyes. “You’re the designated bitch for the day Jay,” Hunter informed him. “What?! For fuck’s sake.” Jay spat the urine from his mouth but then one of the watching men approached and grabbed him by the sides of the head. Jay struggled expecting more urine, But instead the man thrust his hard Black cock into his open mouth. Jay gagged but there was nothing he could do to prevent it. The Black man slowly face fucked him, thrusting and pulling the head onto his Black cock in time. As the man moved closer to orgasm, He increased the pace of his fucking, Jerking Jay’s unwilling face onto his Black dick harder and harder. He squirted his load directly down the back of Jay’s throat, And compared to the urine it was not particularly unpleasant. The Black man kept fucking until he was dry, Forcing his load down his throat. Then he lightly tapped his nuts with the toe of his sneaker. “Thanks .” He was immediately followed by another Black man, And another, And another. More coming in from outside, Until 14 men had emptied their loads into stomach, And each tapping him in the nuts, Or lightly rubbing them with shoes before leaving – Not hard enough to permanently injure, But by the last his sack was turning a rosy pink and his nuts were aching constantly. Hunter approached and pulled something from his bag. A contraption. Jay didn’t recognize it. He knelt between Jay’s spread legs. Jay’s drained cock was small, Flaccid, languishing in a curve to the side over his pink balls. Hunter picked up the little dick and forced it into a short metal tubular chastity device. Three inches long. A little longer than Jay’s cock now at it most shriveled. He clamped a bar behind it trapping Jay’s testicles in their wrinkled and tired-looking scrotum. Then he inserted a padlock into a metal ring that held the cross bar in place. Now the device would be impossible to remove without Jay pulling his balls off. His cock was completely encased in metal, With just a narrow slit at the end to piss through. There was no way to touch your self. “That’s a titanium Cock Cage. Impossible to cut off, Even with an industrial angle grinder. Same with the lock. Can’t be cut or ground off, And it’s an EVVA lock with a dual magnetic key. Impossible to pick. If you want to get to your cock, You’re going to have to come here again. Your a white slave Now ! Just like your white ancestors owned Black slave's that they used for Breeding and manual labor Now the Black race His evolved into the Dominant Black race, And started to Own white slave's for sexually use ! You know what to expect. We’ll Ungage it from time to time when were braking in a new white slave, I think you’ll agree, It isn’t entirely unpleasant. And if you try to involve the cops, they’ll never get the key. I can wipe it with a single click, Then you’ll be trapped in that cock cage forever.” Jay nodded to two Black men and they untied the cords from Jay’s wrists and ankles while they removed the mask. And one more thing, Mark's My Cousin, Now Mark is not your shift leader anymore, He Your Manger Now ! Your going to promote Him tomorrow ! And following His promotion! You well take off your clothes and show Him your Caged Cock, And Beg Him Fuck You Again ! Tell Him He Owns you now! He's your Black Master and Your His white poz slave! My eyes went wide open,, I started to protest, Hunter slapped my face hard, Yes I said Poz slave, You were Bred by Him.. Mark gave you the Gift ! As you are Now ! And if you don't please Mark sexually, You know that recording we made of you last night, Its my first insurance policy, It well go over the world wide web! Unless you take care of my Cousin real Good, And the second insurance policy is your DNA from the milking machine, In case we need it to frame you for a sexual crime, The brothers in lock up, Well like you, They well make you a Bitch, You well be Raped every night by Black brothers ! They well pass you around like a white whore! Before long it's almost gonna be like you can't go a few hours without His Black Dick ! That's right you're going to be addicted to Black Dick ! And Jay clambered to his feet and hastily dressed then stumbled towards the exit without a word. “Same time next week slave?” Hunter said grinning as the Jay reached the door. “Unnnn,” Jay grunted non-noncommittally. He saw years of incredible ecstasy and humiliation stretched out before him, He was a Poz slave now and he was uncertain whether it excited or sickened him. But he knew he’d be back the following week. Being owned is both humiliating and comforting when the person takes care of you and protects you. There is even a great deal of sensuality in being humiliated.
  7. 2 points
    I found my self in a cheap hotel in Ft lauderdale.. It was know for being a sleazy place, Where prostitution runs rapid, It was full of Pimps and Hookers. That' where I met Him, I got up wearily from my long and exhausting night being fucked and punished by my new Black Master. As I awoke, I could scarcely believe that all those depraved things had happened to me. One minute I had been merely exchanging emails with a man, who could have been anywhere and the next minute, That very man was at my hotel door, And then inside my body. Black Master, a man whose name I didn't even know, a man who looked to be about ten years my junior, Had taken me to a place, I hadn't realized existed, hadn't even realized I wanted to go, and now that I was there, I was scared beyond belief. He had slapped me around, fucked me, He had stuck his cock down my straining throat and then cum all over my face. He made me eat his asshole, He had taken me anally, very roughly and then bred me with his seed, He had taken one of my Black dildos and attached it via suction cup to one of chairs and renamed it my `Slaves Chair'. I was to be sitting on it every time Master comes over, no exceptions. He had even taken the spare key for my hotel room, There was no way I could do this, No way I could go through with letting this...This Black thug control every aspect of my life. I wouldn't do it. I'd just have to contact Black Master and let him know I'd changed my mind. Yes, I'd just explain that this wasn't what I was looking for. He'll understand...I moved over to the desk and turned on the computer. Checking my email I saw that I had several new messages, One was from Black Master. My heart was thumping madly as I clicked to open it. Surely he'd just be thanking me for a great night and be done with me. "Sissy slave -- I enjoyed fucking your mouth and ass pussy last night. You knew how to take my nut real good but I'm sure you could do better. We'll work on it together. Other areas we will work to improve: Your ass-eating and most importantly, your attitude and IMMMEDIATE obedience at all times! You need to understand that you are now a 24/7/365 sissy as well as my Slave, Whenever I choose to partake of your body. Don't like it? Too fucking bad, cunt! You fucked around with me for too long and now I'm taking my payment. Which is you. First thing today, you are to head to the Victoria's Secret store at the mall and buy yourself a sexy outfit, Get the girls to help you find proper sizing and matching pieces. I like almost anything, but among my favorites are the baby doll nighties, I also like crotch less panties and cat suits, corsets, teddies, and I go fucking crazy over garter belts and stockings. Always be certain your stockings are silk; Buy some new high heels too. Last of all, don't fucking call me or IM me or email me to say that you want to back out of this. Too fucking late, Slut! You fuck with a top dog, you gonna get topped! See ya, BLACK MASTER" I was trembling as I read the harsh words and I realized I was scared too. Oh no. What have I gotten into here? I mean I love wearing lingerie, but I like wearing leather more, I've got to end this now, before it goes to a place I can't escape from. These types of relationships have to be consensual, don't they? I decided to take a chance. I dialed the number from my caller ID. One ring. Two rings. Three rings. Then four, five, six, seven. Shit. Suddenly he answers. "What, sissy slave ?" I swallowed hard and took a deep breath as his utterly masculine voice cascaded over me. "Hello, Black Master?" I spoke in a tiny voice, ashamed. I couldn't believe I was a 40 year-old man, stuttering like a girl on his first date. There's a long pause. "Yea, it's your Black Master. Now what the fuck do you want?" I couldn't breathe and my ears were ringing for some reason. Black "Master. I can't do this, " There was silence on the other end. "Do what, sissy slave ?" I didn't know how to say it. Black "Master, I can't be with you. Master." Again, silence engulfed us. I could hear his breathing, could almost imagine him next to me. "You're already `with' me, sissy. I marked you as mine last night, remember? Slut takes a Black top's cum all over his face and down his throat and in his ass pussy, makes it kinda hard for his Master to believe he don't want it." I did not want this, did I? I couldn't face the constant humiliation and subjugation and degradation of being with a Black Pimp. "Please, Master." "Please don't come over. Just leave me alone..." There was a long pause on the line. "You're fucking with me bitch, and I don't like it. Told you not to fuck with me. Doesn't matter what you want or think you want. You're mine now . I guess I need to head over there and give you another lesson? Fucking up my day, now you are,a slave. I ain't gonna be happy when I get there so better try to dress yourself up for me a little extra." He said it as a statement, as if it were the most normal thing in the world for him to discuss. His voice suggested that there was no room for debate. "But Master, I have plans today..." He cut me off before I could finish my last word. "Shut it, cunt. Your plans are whatever I give you. I will be in your hotel in one hour. Douche yourself, shower and get your slaves outfit back on. And be sitting on your sissy chair." With that he hung up, leaving me standing there with my mouth wide open, unsure what just happened or what to do next. This Black Master had basically just made it clear in no uncertain terms that I was his sissy slave at all times and he was on his way over again. What could I do? I didn't want to risk a worse beating that I had gotten before. Just what I need, plus I imagine Black Master would be furious with me then. I looked up at the clock. Fifty seven minutes left. I better hurry to get ready for his arrival. I can't believe I'm doing this. I'll have to talk to Black Master in person, make him understand that I can't, won't go through with this, not after today, anyway. Fifty two minutes later, I'm fresh from the shower, my ass pussy douched and totally clean. I put on my slaves outfit again and move to squat over my slaves chair. I dab some lube on both the Black dildo and my hole and then slide down slowly. God, it's big! I grimace as I slide onto it, feeling it stretch my pussy hole. I hear the loud exhaust of Master's car and then the thumping bass from his sound system as he pulls into the spot, Oh Jesus. He's here. I feel myself trembling. The car door slams. Within seconds I hear his key in the lock. The door opens. My 25 year-old Black Master is framed in the doorway, all 6'3" and 230 pounds of him. He looks...perturbed at least, perhaps angry. He stares at me. He pushes the door shut behind him. Fuck. He's pissed. "At least you can follow a simple rule like this, sitting on your slaves chair. Nice to know you understand some of what I'm saying." He says it with an air of complete calmness about him, "You should see yourself, faggot; the perfect picture of femininity. But I guess you will be seeing yourself soon enough. " What did that mean? He walked around behind me and motioned for me to stand up. "Up, but don't turn around. Put your hands behind you. Open your mouth wide." I did as told and suddenly felt something click around each of my wrists, Handcuffs of some sort. Shit. Then I saw a red blur as something passed over my head, past my eyes and into my mouth. I realized Black Master was fitting me with a ball gag. I slumped resignedly as I realized the severity of my predicament. Now I was not only His slave But a cuffed and gagged one at that. He circled back around so he was in front of me again, following a hard, short slap on my exposed ass. He had his shirt unbuttoned,showing off his linebacker physique. Black Master is very cut, with a very toned torso and quite a few tattoos. God he's such a man! "Now, slave let's see if I understand you correctly." He looks deep into my eyes, his face inches from mine. "You exchange emails with me for several weeks, teasing me with all the ways you're going to pleasure my Black Cock and being my slave and all. Telling me what a good slave you are and how you'd give anything to please me. Then, when I show up and grace you with my presence as well as the opportunity to follow through on all your deepest desires, an opportunity which I might add I don't give out to just any cock sucking slave I find that perhaps you aren't all that serious about this after all. Well guess what, faggot? It's serious now! Got it?" He grips my chin in his forceful grasp, compelling me to look directly at him, unable to hide my utter shame. "So now, you cause me to make changes to my day, just to come over here and train you in the ways you are to treat me at all times. That means, respect, submission...and no fucking questions or opinions! Got it, cunt?" I nod wearily, having difficulty seeing through my tears, He pushes me back down onto my slaves chair and I gasp out as the thick Black Dong invades my rectum again. "You should be at Victoria's Secret buying a outfit right now but instead your forcing my hand. Well this is how it's going to be, pussy. I come over when I want. You sould have bondage gear and keeping this room stocked up on booze for me. I like Grey Goose, Got it? Good. And have plenty of food stocked up too. Steaks, burgers, shit for burritos, I love Italian. You'll be making it all so you better be a good cook or learn how. When you're in my presence you will not eat or drink, I like my Sluts to be skinny, The following are substances which you are allowed to drink in my presence: My spit, My cum and My piss. Is that clear, slave?" I nod in tearful acquiescence. He smiles wickedly, clearly enjoying the power he holds over me at this moment. He continues on. "Things you will be allowed to dine on? My cock, My balls and...My asshole. Whenever I ask you if you are hungry, you must look me in the eyes, indicate that you are indeed hungry and then I will present you with whichever part of my body I expect serviced at that moment. At ALL TIMES...you are to treat any part of my body you are orally servicing as if it is the best thing you've ever tasted, The best thing you've ever smelled. Your own personal comfort doesn't matter one fucking bit to me. I don't care if the taste of my crotch makes you want to gag, you will smile and service me as if that is the last meal you will ever receive. Understand?" I nodded my understanding, feeling a sense of helplessness As my formerly normal life continued to spiral out of control. "Yes Black Master." I managed to croak out around the ball gag. My tiny dick was throbbing from the verbal abuse as well as from the sensation of being physically dominated at someone's complete mercy. Black Master smiled at me, an evil sort of grin, without warmth or compassion. "Good slave That's my slave ." He looked down and an even bigger smirk fell across his features as he saw my raging boner. He smacked at it a couple of times with the back of his hand. "You're so fucking hard because of this aren't you, bitch? Huh, my words getting you all hot and bothered? Or is it the bondage? Little of both, I'd guess. Ground rules for your slave are as follows. Under no circumstances are you to EVER touch yourself sexually unless you have my permission. The only permissible touching of that area by you is in the shower or on the toilet; both situations would be purely for hygiene purposes only. Otherwise your dick is what it is; a useless appendage that I control. And, slave, I can't stress this enough... if you ever and I mean EVER, cum without my permission, you will know a whole new world of pain. I control your orgasms, or lack there of, And I think it goes without saying, But I'm gonna say it anyway, no more dick for you. And with that, He said "Spread your legs, slave. I got something new for you to wear..." He chuckled, and evil sounding laugh devoid of mirth or warmth. I did as instructed immediately and Black Master again chuckled when he saw my stiff cock. "Boi dick is all fucking hard? He said this is what a Real Black Man Cock looks like 10' of Black uncut Dick, He put it next to my hard dick I was dwarfed in compared to the Black Dick, I'm flattered that's because of me, but I've been thinking... What does a slut really need a useless prick for anyway? You're never gonna fuck me. Hell you're never gonna fuck anybody again, as long as you're mine." I wasn't sure what he was talking about, but as he moved closer to me in his swift, cat-like motion, I was suddenly overwhelmed by his scent. It made me stiffen even more and I felt my mouth begin to water. Black Master stepped between my thighs and pulled them apart even farther. He then began slapping my erection, slapping it very hard. I yelped as the pain radiated through my dick and into my abdomen. I tried to push his hands away, reflexively. Big mistake. "What do you think you're doing faggot!?" He raised his voice a bit and I knew he was pissed. "You don't push me away. You don't make the decisions here. You know that. Don't you, you fucking pussy bitch?" He quickly grabbed both my wrists in one strong hand, yanking them above my head and with his free hand twisted my chin so I was make to look him in the eye. "Look at me faggot." I was helpless to his strong words and stronger grasp. He moved his hand holding my chin down and started slapping my dick again, seeming to derive pleasure from my obvious discomfort and embarrassment. It was his way. My boner soon shrank under the constant back hand and forehand smacks. Black Master stepped back. I could see the enjoyment in his eyes and I could do nothing to disguise my own delight and desire from his knowing stare. He reached into his pocket and withdrew an object. As he moved to show it to me, I recognized what it was and my heart skipped what felt like two beats. A chastity device. Fuck! I met Black Master's perceptive look again and we both knew that I knew what was about to happen. "You see, slave I've enjoy our time together and plan to continue enjoying the future. But, really does a slut faggot need to sport wood for? I have decided that you have been a tad too focused of late on your own pleasure and that disappoints me. A sissy should always be 100% centered on his Black Master's desires and well-being, not thinking about the next time he might cum...... So easy fix: you aren't going to cum anymore, unless I deem it suitable. Putting you in chastity will ensure that your thoughts remain focused on your Black Master......me." He stopped talking and caught my gaze again, My mouth felt dry and I couldn't swallow. I tried to croak out a few words. Black Master... Please..don't. "This is happening slave Of course there are......other options. I could always take you to a specialty surgeon and have your cock and balls removed permanently. We can do that, Sound good?" He continued onward, without pausing for a response from me. "Or I can slip this little cock cage on you and presto! No more bothersome boners for my little slut " I nodded my consent, not that he needed it, "Please put me in chastity, Black Master," I was begging for it, as I knew that Black Master might not be joking about the surgeon thing. He laughed again. "If you insist, slut." The look he gave me was positively wicked as he knelt down between my spread thighs and proceeded to strip away my man hood from me, rendering the very thing that made me a man......useless. Less than useless. A wrinkled appendage I would now use only to pee with. He fit it onto me and I heard the click as he latched the tiny padlock and made a show of putting the key in his wallet. I looked down at my now truly ineffectual boi-dick and wondered at the rubbery and plastic now sheathing it. My emasculation seemed complete And it was difficult to describe just how right it felt. I felt a strange simultaneous feeling of loathing toward myself and my weakness, coupled with overwhelming love and gratitude toward Black Master for delivering me from my former life of unenthusiastic sex slave. I would never have known the joys of serving and submitting to a man such as Black Master, the man who showed me my true self. I looked up into his hard eyes and hoped I was showing my thanks properly. "Occasionally, when I decide, I may allow you to remove the cock cage and stroke yourself off. It will not be often. In the meantime, we will also work together on getting to know your pussy more thoroughly. Lots of guys learn how to cum just from having their Black Master inside them, just like a woman. Mite even train you to have a ass orgasm while Black Master fucks you. Heh, heh." He looked at me with a depraved grin and I felt myself blushing again. "Thank you, Black Master. Thanks you for letting me become your obedient bitch. If I find out that you ever got your little dick wet, I might just cut it off. Or castrate you, The only way you're ever going to fuck anybody ever again is if I have one of my boi's bring over their sissy slave for you to play with." I must have conveyed some kind of look at the mention of sex with another sissy because he chuckled and went on explaining. "That's right, slave. Most of my thugs have got sissies slaves of their own. Me and my buddy have been talking `about throwing a couple of you white slaves in bed together, just to get us worked up. Just knowing that it ain't what you bottom bitches would want is enough to make me want to try it sometime. But that's for later, cunt. Right now, I'd be embarrassed for any of my boys to come over here. Your not trained up proper yet at all, not a drop of fucking booze in the room How'd that look to my friends? Got to remedy for that shit, bitch!" He started to walk towards the bath room . "Get up and follow me." I jumped up immediately and started to move towards him. "This place is small, You well get adjoining room " I nodded that I would, "Good. I'll check it out later, but that's where you will begin putting together a little sex dungeon for us to play in. As you can see, I like bondage, slave, and I like to have a lot of variety. I'll leave the URL for a great BDSM site and you'll need to start purchasing some more of the leather gear." He must have seen the fear in my eyes and though I could tell he enjoyed it immensely, he reached out and wrapped a beefy, calloused hand around my waist, pulling me into his hard, lean physique. He whispered in my ear. "Don't worry, sweetie. I know how to treat my slaves, I won't hurt you......much." Again, I was brought back to the realization that this whole situation was spiraling out of my control. I couldn't think straight, pressed up against the granite-like hardness of this overwhelmingly masculine Black stud. That plus the feminine nature of my outfit as well as the total loss of freedom due to the wrist restraints and the ball gag were conspiring to mess with my head as I breathed in the intoxicating aroma of Black Master's skin. God I was so horny I was quite sure I would have done almost anything at that moment to feel his hands on me again. I rubbed up against him, mewling in a high voice around my gag, trying to show him how turned on I was. "Oh now you're horny, eh sweetie? Well soon enough we'll try to quench that burning inside your ass but first things first." With that he pulled out a small digital camera and held it up in front of me. He grinned at me as a look of realization came over my face, suddenly knowing what he planned to do. I grunted out my weak protest as loudly as I could but Black Master just laughed. "I'm starting, or rather you're starting a new website. You're a techie, right? With the computer, I know you are so no use denying it. Anyway, this new website is going to chronicle your transformation from from straight guy into a cock sucking, taking-it-in-the-ass slave, complete with photos of you, from various stages of your life. Of course we have to get a bunch of pics that show just how very much you like sucking Black cock, eating Black ass and drinking Black man's cum. Your face will be completely visible at all times in these photos, Not like the shit that you been posting with out a face While my face will be either out of the shot completely or cropped out prior to posting on the site. I get anonymity, you get humiliation. That's just the way it going to be. I will need you to put together a complete and 100% truthful biography of yourself, including a section on why you enjoy being feminized and your favorite things about Black men in general and your Black Master in particular. I might also like a short diatribe on the taste of my cum and why you can't get enough of it, that you even go so far as to spit some of my jizz into Tupperware containers and store them in the fridge, for Lube when I'm not around. This site will be up for all the world to see, We'll call the site, oh I don't know, something like...... Black Master Does White Slave .. He was smiling that evil smile again, clearly content with himself for causing me so much distress. "You'll be updating at least once a day, With pics we'll make some videos, and you'll be posting some of those gay fuck stories you've sent me. Keep writing that shit, slave, Fuck that shit gets me hard as steel. And that's what you want right? A Hard Long Black Dick, unrelenting and untamed? That's what you told me in that first email, at least. Those are your words, not mine. But that's me, baby. Your Black Master." I had no idea what to say. It was almost too much to process. I couldn't stand the idea of all that private info about me being up on a website, showcasing my deepest, darkest desires. Photos of me sucking Black cock, videos of me be feminized and turned out and moaning while Black Master invades my most private of places. And anyone could see it: my bar buddies, my friends, Jesus I was going to be on public display, with all my sexual fetishes hanging out there. I started as I heard the soft buzzing of the camera as Black Master began to take some shots of me in my slutty leather, Making sure to get pics of my mouth and ass pussy , "There we go, slave. Just need a good one for the main page photo. Gotta get in there real good." He paused. "Damn, you look like shit. Maybe we'll take the main page photo sometime when you're a little sexier looking. Anyway, I got something else I gotta do right not. Get over there and lean over the bed stick your ass out real nice and high." I did as he instructed. I felt Black Master behind me and I was puzzling over what was coming next. "All right, slave. We set up some ground rules, and we'll go over some others as well, but right now I got to lay down the law. You directly disobeyed me this morning. Not only did you NOT got to the mall to shop for out fit, as I had instructed but I distinctly ordered you not to call me with your whiny bullshit about how you don't want to do this. And then you fucked me up my valuable time to come over here to straighten things out. I don't like it when my bitches fuck up my free time." With that I felt and heard a hard `THWACK' as His belt hit my unprotected ass I screamed out around the ball gag, but it came out as nothing more than a hoarse, muffled cry. `THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!' I was screaming, blubbering out incoherent apologies but to no avail. Black Master was furious with me and he had contained that fury all morning long. "Fucking bitch! You little cunt! If you EVER fuck with me again, on ANYTHING AT ALL, this beat down will seem mild by comparison!" I heard the clicking of the camera He was taking pics of my red ass, Now you have Punishment marks, He struck me several more times, ripping sharp yelps from my vocal cords as the pain tore through me. Then I was roughly pulled around and Black Master pushed me to my knees. His boxers were already down around his thighs and his throbbing erection was jutting out at full mast, the harsh, rigid ten inches of Dark, Black Cock Meat. "Suck me you fucking whore. It's all you're good for you little faggot!" His hands tore off the ball gag and I had about one second to draw in a breath before his cock head was forcing it's way into my orifice and I felt my jaws being fucked wide apart again. "Look at me, slut, Anytime you're orally servicing me, you are to be looking directly into my eyes the entire time unless I tell you otherwise. Is that clear, cunt?" I could do little other than gasp out an abbreviated answer as he pulled out of me a short way. "Mmmm-hmmmm." I mumbled unintelligibly. I then locked my eyes onto those of my tormentor, as I was told to do. And in that moment, I could feel a tiny shift in our relationship. As a piece of my soul had melded with his and I had started to accept the connection we now had. Black Master looked down at me, a mix of loathing and superiority and.........something else apparent on his dark, hardened features. What was it? Covetousness? Lust? Perhaps......love......? "Alright, slave! Get ready for a hard throat fuck. Last time we tried this you were gagging and shit. I don't give a fuck! You're gonna learn to do it with or without the gagging but you're taking my Black cock and that's all there is to it. And as always, keep your eyes on mine, bitch. A slave can tell a lot about when his Black Master is about to cum and what throat and tongue techniques pleasure him the best from his facial expressions so it's important for him to watch closely, wouldn't you say?" He pulled his Black cock all the way out from my oral cavity and I briefly stared at it's almost unbelievable length and girth and the wicked curve of it as it protruded outward. Quite frankly, it scared me a lot... And some part of me loved that feeling, needing it. I hear the camera click click "Answer me slave I know you love looking at my Black dick but when your Master asks you a question, you fucking answer." It was clearly not a suggestion, but an order. I quickly looked back up at him, his cruel eyes boring through my very soul, owning me. God, was this what my heart truly wanted even as my mind screamed no? "Yes, Master." I replied meekly to his question, feelings of defeat rolling over me in waves. "Yes, Master......what?" He asked it with a commanding tone that sent an erotic quiver coursing through my little penis as well as my......bowels? "Yes, Black Master it's important for a slave to learn how to best please his Black man." He grinned an evil, iniquitous smirk. He loved the control he had over me, plainly. His own erection throbbed again as a charge of domination surged through him. I was awash in confusing thoughts, unsure of what these feelings or my responses to Black Master meant about my sexuality. Was it even possible for......those types of feelings to radiate in that area of a man's body? Of course, I could scarcely consider myself a man at this point. I had been taken, topped, seeded and subdued by a clearly superior Black Master and my body was betraying my brain by responding positively to the rough and brutal nature of Master's sexual needs. And my own needs, as well, but ones that went far beyond just sex and mixed and melded with my irresistible desire to serve, to be submissive, to be owned by another. I couldn't explain it, couldn't tell someone why these emotions were running through me even if I tried. But the fact was, they were running through me, my hard little dick and my aching asshole, I mean pussy, fighting a battle with my mind. My common sense was losing that skirmish. "Here we go, Slave. Throat me, slut." With those words I barely had time to open my lips again and his steely Black tool was sliding back between my lips and then down my gullet. I gulped greedily at the offered organ, adjusting my oral ministrations to make certain Black Master was receiving gratification. I fought back the urge to gag as he slithered his way down my throat, unceremoniously and with an undeniable show of bestial strength. In a couple of seconds I found myself with my lips sealed around the base of his manhood, his bushy pubic hair scratching and tickling my nose. The scent of him was overwhelming, musk and sex and Black man's flesh all rolled into this most submissive of acts. I stayed like that for a few seconds, expecting to be allowed to pull back up and off him so as to repeat the action. Instead I felt Black Master's hand on my head, holding me steady and with his other hand he reached down and pinched my nose shut, so I could not breathe. Panic overtook me almost immediately, the terrifying feeling of not being able to draw breath suddenly all I could concentrate on. I tried to pull back but his grip was too strong, my resolve too weak. "You see here, slave, what we've got here is another example of me showing you how things are going to be. You wear what I tell you to wear, eat when and what I tell you to, speak when spoken to......and now you breathe when I say so. Is all this getting through to you, cunt? Do you realize that your little emails you probably thought were harmless actually awakened a sleeping beast? You opened up a world you didn't dare dream even existed. You told me how you wanted badly to be dominated, By a Black Man to be owned. You told me the things you fantasized about doing to my Black Dick... Well consider yourself dominated, faggot! Consider yourself my property!" Than I hear the camera again click, click, He was taking pictures and catching my deepest feeling, Tears were running down my cheeks, caused by both the utter fear I was experiencing as a result of not being able to breathe and also from the finality of his words and the thought of the things that were lying in wait for me in my future. My new future in which I was a sissified slave with an ass pussy and a suck hole that I would use exclusively to satisfy my younger but totally Dominant Black Master. Suddenly without warning he pulled his cock from my mouth and I gasped in a huge breath, wheezing and gagging and coughing from the rough, brutal treatment I had just received from Black Master. My slimy throat mucus was dripping from his ebony shaft, the entire length coated in my spit and a thick strand of it stretched from his bloated cock tip to my ruby red lips as sort of an obscene reminder of just what I was good for...... click, click, the camera, "Fuck, bitch! That throat is tight and as much as want to cum in your mouth, this load I'm brewing up is destined for your pussy. I know your sore from your beating and from last night, but guess what? I don't give a fuck! I'm rucking your pussy ass to show you yet again, just who's in charge here. Back on the bed again ...now, CUNT!" I was blubbering now, crying uncontrollably as I realized my old life was gone and the uncertainty of my future was staring me in the face. "Please l..suck you off, Master. I need to drink your cum, please." SMACK! SMACK! I flinched as Black Master slapped my face, very hard. "BITCH! Did I tell you to speak? No I fucking did not! You do what I tell you to WHEN I fucking tell you to and you do it RIGHT THEN! DO I MAKE MYSELF FUCKING CLEAR TO YOU, WHORE!?" He accentuated the last words with another harsh slap to my cheeks. I couldn't even see through my teary eyes as I meekly stood up to bend over the bed again, exposing my naked fuck hole to Master's uncompromising hardness. A second later, he was forcing the ball gag back into my mouth and strapping it tightly around behind my head. My hands were still cuffed behind me and I was the picture of acquiescence. Without further adieu he plowed into me, the only lube being my mucus and spit. I screamed out as Black Master took me violently, staking his ownership to my body......and my soul as well, if I was completely honest with myself. His steel-hard Black Dick fucked apart my tender sphincter muscle and speared into my rectum with a fury that took my breath away. I instantly began moaning into the gag and to my abject horror, also began arching back into every thrust of his into my body. One of his hands was on the back of my neck holding me firmly in place while the other held my wast at the small of my back; I could not believe how submissive this all was, how he controlled every aspect of my being at this very moment. He was the most important person in the world to me right now. Would be the most important person in my life forever more. His thrusts started out strong, steady, measured but soon digressed to a short jerky fuck rhythm. Just a couple minutes in and it seemed like he was close to nutting. I reveled in the feel of every inch of his steel cock violating the soft fleshy tissues of all my inner rectum, It was truly amazing what a talented cocks man he was and I knew I should consider myself fortunate to have been blessed with such a skilled Black Master. But even as I thought those things I still felt perplexed by the turn my life had taken in just the past few hours. Before I could think about anymore, Black Master's voice came booming to wake me from my reverie. I could feel his spittle on my back and neck as he leaned into me, truly giving this fuck his all. "FUCK Slave I'm Gonna cum! Gonna cum so hard up your ass cunt, you little fucking bitch! Gonna seed this pussy! With my toxic cum, Gonna make sure you learn your fucking place, faggot! OOOHHHH YEEAAA! OHHH YEAA HERE IT COMES Slave ! You ready for my fucking jizz, Slave" With one final blast-like grunt, I felt his cock explode inside me and the warm, gooey fuck slime coated my bowels, Breeding me with his Black seed, me with my Master's essence. The feeling of being bred was overpowering and I felt my own tiny sac tighten up and then I followed my Black Master into euphoria, screaming into the ball gag until I was hoarse and choking from the effort. I felt Master collapse against my back, the sweat from our scorching fuck causing us to stick together. We were both groaning in the aftershocks of our almost simultaneous orgasms. But I soon felt him begin to slide out of me and suddenly my open and gaping hole felt very empty and I couldn't stand to think of him not being inside me... He motioned for me to turn around with a light slap on my ass. I already had a good idea what this was going to be about, and sure enough as I turned to face him once again, he presented me with his slowly shrinking lack prick to suck clean of his cum and ass juice. It was humiliating, but in an exhilarating way as I was still searching my way through the maze of confused sexuality that this whole episode had brought about. Being as feminine and subservient as possible I slowly ran my tongue up and down his vein y hose, making certain to keep my eyes on his as I lapped up every last droplet of cum from his Cock, Balls and pubes. I felt like a kitten lapping up some warm milk. GOD ! THAT was fucking fantastic, slave ! Fuck! As mad as I am about you wrecking my day, I gotta admit, it might have been worth it. Fuck! What a great cum! And look at you, you worthless bitch. Once again, you've cum with your Master up inside your sissy slit. How's it feel to be nothing but a cum dump for a superior Black man? Huh faggot? Can't answer with the gag in your mouth, I suppose eh? Oh well, I don't need you to tell me what you're thinking. The evidence was in the fuck. The way you pushed those sweet, white, round buns back into me, moaning for it harder and deeper... yes it's pretty clear just what kind of a faggot you are. A fag who loves Black Cock, I'd say. Damn, you are a true sissy, slave Just like a jail-house bitch, Can't believe no other Nigger ever scooped you up. But you're MINE now, cunt! I own this pussy." He emphasized this statement with a semi-soft swat across my ravaged buttocks. I could feel the sperm leaking out of my abused fuck hole. Black Master drew himself up to his full imposing height in front of me as he buttoned up his jeans, his sobbing, cum-soaked pussy boi kneeling before him. He grabbed my hair, pulling my face upwards to look at him. I felt myself blushing under his stern gaze, both of us again knowing the exact nature of our relationship. "So I'm gonna go ahead and repeat myself, but this will be the last time I do so for you. From now on, you will answer my demands immediately and unswerving. They are not suggestions and I don't take opinions from faggot whores. Got it? Get yourself cleaned up, put on some clothes Then hightail it to the grocery store and get stocked up on everything you need to make my life as easy and pleasurable as possible. All the booze and food I mentioned before. Then when you get back here, jump on that bondage supply website I gave you. I want the Deluxe Sling and the Masters' Fuck Rack delivered here within three business days. I'll expect you back here and ready for me by ten o'clock tonight and as always......be dressed for me in leather and sitting on your sissy chair." I nodded my agreement and mumbled something around the ball gag and he seemed to think this was sufficient on my part. He motioned for me to rise and I did so and then he came around behind me and unlocked the wrist restraints. "My boys and I are hitting the strip clubs tonight, so plan on me being extra horny. Probably be over after midnight and then we can go at it. Make sure you're ready, cause when I'm in THAT kinda mood, I can fuck all night long, baby! Heh, heh." He chuckled as he saw my eyes widen at his comments and then totally surprised me when he leaned down for an extremely tender kiss. I melted into his strong arms not wanting him to leave me. As he pulled away I noticed him leering wickedly at me again, and I realized that he needed this just as much as I did, only in a different way. It almost seemed as though we were soul mates, destined to meet and who knows? Perhaps we are... One dominant, one submissive, fitting together, one inside the other, to suck and lick and Fuck and cum and lust .. I decided to try small steps and so began preparing for His return later tonight. I took a steaming hot bath and proceeded to shave every spec of hair from my body, except that on my head. I knew Black Master would want me smooth and soft, so I used a lot of moisturizers and lotions and such, to make my skin as pliable as possible. It took most of the evening and I had almost lost track of time as I put on my leather gear and pull a leather collar on my neck. but I was still on the fence in regards to turning my life upside down. I just needed more time to think things through. It was barely a few weeks ago that I had begun to communicate with Black Master online and I thought that was as far as it would go. Then twenty four hours ago, the big brute comes bursting in my hotel room, like some kind of modern-day black Lancelot and I'm just supposed to drop everything and become his slave, My Heart was thumping in my chest as the hour got later and midnight approached. Should I expect him just after midnight or like 3am? Shit! I didn't know so I decided to risk sending him a text message, to try to find out when he might be over. "Master -- could you let me know when to expect you? A few minutes go by and then a return message. "Sissy slave -- it's none of your fucking business BITCH! I told you I'll be there when I'm there. But I'm in a good mood so I'll let you know. Leaving the bar now. Be at your hotel in 15. Be fucking ready for me whore."I swallowed the lump in my throat and quickly dripped some lube onto my slaves chair Black dildo. Then I squatted above it, positioning my moistened hole right above it and slowly sank down, reveling in the two fold feelings of pain and pleasure as my sphincter was stretched and my rectum filled with rubber dick. I groaned as I felt the last inch slide into me. Fuck! Balls deep on that fucking thing. I looked around a bit and suddenly shuddered as I saw my computer with the webcam on it. I could only imagine what perversity Black Master had in store for me..Within minutes I heard the now familiar thump of the stereo bass in Black Master's car as he drew closer to my room, house started to shake a little and I heard the car door slam shut. Then I heard the key in the lock and in he stepped. He looked pissed, once again, but I consoled myself with the fact that it was simply his demeanor all the time, to appear ticked off. He closed door behind him and stopped in front of me, his usual smirk playing across his features. "Shit slave You're even sitting on your slaves chair. What a good slave, Yea, you like that shit up in your pussy... You my fuck whore, Cause I got to get my nut. Fuck! Those strippers fucking grinding all over my lap, all over my Black cock, and even though I fucked a couple of `em in the backroom, I'm still horny as shit, slut!" He moved closer to me as he spoke and I could tell he'd been in the bars all night long. He reeked of booze, smoke And sweat... And masculinity... Jesus, I felt my knees already beginning to weaken, my insides turning to jelly as I imagined submitting to him. His eyes bored into me as he looked down at me with a mixture of disdain and superiority. "Those crotch less panties? Good for you, sissy. Very nice. I like that shit." He quickly stripped off his shirt and then kicked off his sweatpants. He still had his basketball shoes on and wore nothing else but a black jockstrap, leaving his ass completely exposed. I caught my breath as I took in his amazing physique once more. God! He was an absolute alpha male, a Black Adonis. Muscles rippling, his body said everything you needed to know about him. When he spoke, you listened and he always got his way. "Shit, slave, turn on Sports center for me. I gotta tell you? I'm gonna sit on one of your bar stools; kneel down behind me and work on my asshole, slave! Just your mouth. I gotta let loose!" I did as told, watching as he sat down on the stool and leaned against the breakfast bar to watch TV. I looked up at his thick glutenous muscles, hanging off the stool and partially covered by the straps of his jock, his buttocks beckoning to me. My mouth began to water as I prepared to taste my Black Master in a way so intimate that few could possibly know the feeling. As I drew close, I sniffed the air and could smell his strong, earthy odor; it had the strange, unknown effect on me acting like an aphrodisiac and I found myself actually desiring to eat him out this time around. I leaned upwards and placed my lips around his asshole, sealing us together in a manner so personal, there could be no doubt that I was his slave, "Yeaaa, slave ! Get your tongue all up in my shit, Feels great, baby! You like eating your Master's hole don't you, bitch?" I moaned out my agreement, unable to speak as I was busy French kissing his asshole, making out with his ass lips like I would make out with a gorgeous young man. I gently flicked my tongue across the outer rim of his anus, eliciting a moan of appreciation from Black Master. I pushed my tongue up flat against his sphincter, then pulled back and then repeated this action several times, causing him to wriggle his ass, groaning for me to continue. I licked completely across the hairy opening several times, using varying pressure. I heard him growl, deep in his throat and I could tell I was getting to him. After several minutes of this treatment, I finally went for the coup de grace. I paused a moment in my ministrations to pull back and look at my handiwork. His asshole was glistening with saliva, my spit soaking every nook and cranny of his crack, every butt hair. I then slowly, so very slowly began to push my tongue right into that hole, inserting it as far as I could get in there. I curled my tongue into a pointy spike and began to probe in and out, in and out, seeking out Black Master's pleasure center and when I found it, I probed even harder. I must have been doing something right, because Master was pushing back against my mouth, grinding his ass into my entire face. "Fuck YES SISSY! Eat that fucking' asshole, eat my fucking' manhole, you fucking' cunt! It's all you're good for, pussy boi! Eating a black man's ass. Get up in there slave! Suck my furry shiter! Is your little dick hard from sucking me whore?" It was stiff and aroused and his words made me even hornier so I busied myself with pleasing him, slavering all over his proffered opening, loving the taste and scent of him, knowing him more thoroughly than I had ever known anyone, . I was slobbering into Black Master's asshole, making it wet as he continued to grind his hairy hole onto my face, both of us moaning in bliss. I could not previously have imagined how much pleasure I could derive from bringing Black Master the enjoyment he so richly deserved. What was happening to me? Suddenly Black Master rose from the stool, pulling his ass away from me, although several strands of saliva were still connecting my face to his buns and they broke as Master stood up. I remained kneeling."Shit slave! That was fantastic! I love the way you devour my asshole. You're really taking to this, huh? Good! It's good for a slut to enjoy every part of her Master's body, to desire to taste every inch of him..." He grabbed my computer from my desk, then stood over the bed and stood looking at it for a moment, as if pondering something. He set my laptop down on the end table next to the bed, opened it up and angled the top downwards. He motioned for me to get up and approach him. "Grab those bed pillows, slut and put them over here I did as instructed, unsure of what this was supposed to accomplish. Black Master ripped off his jock strap and then sat down on the pillows and hung his knees over the bed, When he leaned back a bit, it had the effect of exposing his Black cock and balls, but also leaving his buttocks hanging over the edge of the bed, there by allowing me access to his asshole as well. "Now it's time for you to suck me off, slave . Start with my balls, but take your time and keep using your mouth on my asshole. Switch on and off, get into a rhythm, have some fun with it slut, It's dinner time for you." I looked up into his hardened eyes, and I could see there was no room for questions or negotiating and he clearly wasn't in the mood for me to do anything but comply with his orders. I was beginning to realize that this whole situation was no joke and this man was a true no-mercy Black Thug Top. "Now crawl to me, pussy boi. Come over to feast on your Master's private parts, which he is so generously offering up for you to service." I crawled over to him, trying my best to be sexy, but not sure if I was succeeding. My face was burning up as I approached my Black Master, the shame almost overpowering. I couldn't believe I was going along with this degradation,and yet I could not deny how much it turned me on; having this Black man in control of my body felt oddly satisfying. I was almost between his legs now and I looked up expectantly, like an obedient dog. "Yes that's right. You look very good tonight, I gulped, unsure of how to respond. "Thank you Black Master. .I'm happy you're satisfied with your slave. Again I felt a blush creep across my face, as shame and embarrassment took over my emotions. He grinned and chuckled evilly. "Heh, heh, yes I like making' you blush baby. But I also like my slaves to know their place, unequivocally. Before you start sucking me, pick up my jock strap and place the cup over your face and then hold it there and just breathe in, until I tell you to stop." I did as he said, yet more humiliation awaiting me in his latest game. I placed the sweaty cup over my mouth and nose and began to draw in deep breaths. It smelled like Black Master and it made my mouth water and a foreign sensation stole through my loins as I took in his Black scent. He held my gaze, that knowing, cock sure smirk plastered across his features. "Look at your little white cock slave, all stiff and hard, like a man's cock. But it's no man's cock, is it sissy slaves ? It's just a tiny dicky " I could feel tears almost beginning to form, as I continued breathing in Master's jock sweat. I could feel my masculinity slowly slipping away from me, and I wasn't sure I could get it back. "You wanna stroke your stiff little dick, Don't you, I'm not taking off your Cock Cage, stroke it until you shoot your slaves jizz?" I nodded my agreement, mumbling out a muffled "Yes" into the funky jockstrap I was startled as Black Master struck my face with a mongoose-quick slap across my cheek. "Tough fucking' shit, slave ! The correct answer is that you only have eyes for my Black cock. You are to focus %100 of your attention on me. I don't give a fuck if your puny, worthless slave dicky is ready to explode, you NEVER pay attention to your own needs! Is that fucking' clear enough to you bitch? You never touch or stroke yourself unless I say! You never cum unless I say! You don't even think about your dicky unless I have given you permission! And that goes for all times, whether I'm here or not! Got it cunt?!" I was sobbing from the ferocity of his strike and the finality of his words, as I blubbered out my reply. "Yes..Black Master. I'm sorry, Sir." "OK then, slave. I assume it won't happen again... Anyway I got a surprise for you, With you busy buying all that leather shit, I had my boys get that website up and running, so we're ready to go with some webcam action. Huh? What do ya think of that? You ready to eat me on camera, slut?" I looked up at him again, his words not quite registering with me. I was feeling panic rising inside me. Fuck! I thought I'd have more time to talk my way out of this, but it appeared Black Master expected to forge ahead with his plan to show me off to the world. Terror hit me square in the chest and I did something most regrettable. I stood up and then started speaking out of turn. "Shit, I can't do this Black Master, or, or whatever your real name is. This isn't what I wanted or expected when we started chatting. Look...you can't make me do any of this stuff...... Let's just break this off now..." I was breathing hard, huffing in fresh air for the first time in several minutes. I barely dared to look at him, He was staring at me with a previously unknown anger bubbling just beneath the surface. He slowly rose to his full imposing height and moved closer to me. I swallowed hard as he spoke. "Whatever my real name is? My real name, to you slave, IS Black Master. You fucking' white slut ! I can in fact, make you do this stuff! I already have. You gonna go run to the cops, pussy boi? Huh? You gonna tell them how you fagged out, And suck my Black prick and how I breed your ass? With my cum, Huh faggot? Don't pretend you didn't want it then or that you don't want it now. You fucking' white boys are all the same. Think you're gonna stand up to me AFTER you've already gone down on me on camera ..." Everything was a blur, as tears rolled down my cheeks and I heard myself speaking yet again. "Look, Black Master. Just please leave. I've made my decision and I don't want to take part in this life..." He loomed over me as he stepped even closer, his proximity certainly intimidating. "Oh you've made your decision? Is that right? Little slut Slave has made up his mind and I guess now I have to go along with it... Well guess what faggot? I've also made a decision and you might want to listen up. You don't want me to have to get rough with you again, right?" He grabbed my chin in his hand forcing me to look up at him, the disgrace etched on my face. "This is how it's going to be, bitch. I'm not leaving and you're not getting out of this. You don't actually want to get out of this, you just think you do. You'll thank me later that I didn't let you go back to your old life of having passionless sex with your boi friends." He leaned in and whispered in my ear. "I know what you need, faggot. I've already seen it, seen the way you give it up to me. I've felt you convulsing around me when I'm inside you, breeding you...... Now let's go meet our audience, shall we?" With that he let go of my chin and grabbed both of my wrists and twisted them around behind my back. I felt the cold steel of handcuffs fastening around them and my body went stiff as once again, I found myself helpless. Black Master grabbed me by the hair and dragged me back over to the Bed, Shoving me down none too lightly, He sat back down and started typing on my laptop, while at the same time making a call on his cell. "Hey Bro , your got that site for me? ......Awesome! Cool bro! I appreciate it...... Yea, yea He's trying to back out......... No, no I put him back in has place. Gonna be good man, I got it all set up for him to suck my Black cock and balls and eat my asshole on the webcam...... Yea right? Shit Nigger, I got a fucking' load stored up for this slave boi! Ha!......Alright Catch ya!" later He hung up and started focusing on the laptop, typing away, talking to himself. "Yea, www.bbcforsissyslave.com. Yes, this shit is gonna be for real. He looked down at me with a disdainful gaze. Fuck! But it is what it is. And it is Go Time!" He put the laptop back on the table and I could see a web page with a barely noticeable pic of me, and I felt some relief sweep over me; no one would likely recognize me like that. I was probably safe. Black Master's voice broke through my thoughts. "Yes you there? He was speaking to someone on the laptop. "That's Master Cam. Used to be used by another slave. He's plunked out now. Another fucking' whitey overcome by Black Cock Lust. BCL. Heh, heh." He seemed pleased with his new abbreviation and I could add nothing, so I didn't. It probably wouldn't have been a good idea anyway. "Hey look here, we got ourselves a nice-sized audience, for a first time site. Already got over three hundred fuckers waiting for you to start ......" He paused a moment, as if contemplating something. He tied a black bandana over his head and then as he pulled it down over his face, I could see that it had eye holes cut in it, Zorro-style. He made a comment about maintaining his anonymity then he motioned for me to draw closer to him and I did so, immediately. All right, Cam audience you got this shit running'?" A couple seconds later a slightly hollow sounding voice answers back, very effeminate and timid but clearly a male. "Yes, Black Master. I can control the camera from here, and Master Jay is here watching the whole thing so he can make certain I'm getting the proper shots. You can start anytime, Black Master. I have both the audio and video up and running smoothly. We're live." I felt a cold fear creeping over me as I realized what was happening. I was going to be on display, online, for anyone to see. Fuck. How the hell was I going to get out of this? And suddenly, it was all out of my control.. "Yo, yo, yo what's up, Bitches? This is Black Master here on my new site www.bbcforsissyslave.com What the fuck is up? Yea! Uhh, this site is going to chronicle my training of my new slave, Going be having all sorts of fun and you can believe me when I say that I am going to put my slave thru the paces . kinds of fun going to put him through his paces! You'll find that I am a no mercy Black Top...be starting in a couple, but first I thought you'd all like to meet my slave So he's gonna tell you all about himself...whether he wants to or not." He looked down at me, his gaze hard and motioned for me to turn my face towards the webcam. I could not recall a moment in my life when I felt more scared and sick to my stomach. I could NOT go through with this and I started to rise, determined to walk away and get this Black guy out of my room, out of my life. Once again, I underestimated Black Master's resolve to enslave me. "What the fuck do you think you're doing? I tell you to get up, slave? We're live, bitch! Now talk to the camera!" Again, he didn't sound like a man to be trifled with, but I could not let this go on. "Please, Sir. I can't do this..." He looked at me with a mixture of loathing and anger and I instantly knew I had fucked up majorly. He jumped down from his perch on the chair and squatted down next to me, taking my skull in both of his huge hands and pointed me up towards the webcam lens. With my hands secured behind my back coupled with his strength, there was little I could do to fight him and I felt myself meekly submitting to his raw power. "Now talk slave ! Tell the folks, your adoring public, your real name, maybe your favorite type of Leather and why you love Black cock. That's a nice start..." I obediently looked up into the camera, my former life flashing before my eyes. My voice quavered as I spoke. "My name is..Jack irons . I'm a white slave for Black Men ..My Black Master Is Pimping me to make money for Him, paused, still unable to process the humiliation I was going through, like I was watching some other white guy being bound, sissified and put on film by a Dominant Black Master. Tears streamed unchecked down my face,. I hoped and prayed that no one I knew would EVER see this. "And, what's your favorite panties to worship Black cock?" He spoke in a conversational tone now, like he expected complete acquiescence......and I gave it to him. I couldn't believe what a fucking slave faggot I was, I just didn't have the will to fight him anymore,. Black Master now points to this moment as the second I gave into my deepest desire and became his fully slave "I like my panties be cause they say on the back BBC only, Black Master likes them the best... And I Worship Black Cock because. I'm a slave..." I didn't know what to say. When I paused too long for his liking, Master slapped my face, Black Master helped me out. "Is it because you like the taste of Black Cock Is it faggot? Is it because you like the feel of it in all your holes? I think it's all those reasons that you love Black dick. Now fucking say it, cunt!" I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly very dry and hoarse feeling. I managed to croak out my agreement with him, into the webcam. "I love Black dick......... because I......I like the taste of it and I l...like the feel of it in my......holes..." Jesus, I had just uttered my love for Black meat right on the internet, live to hundreds of folks, apparently. What the hell path was my life now careening down, like a runaway roller coaster? I had no idea, but Black Master didn't give me much time to sink into my own thoughts. He immediately sat back down on the bed , exposing his asshole and genitals to me. "Get to eating', slave! Smile for the camera before you stick your tongue back up in my shitter!" I am the slut slave , as Black Master calls me. I am following his orders to smile for the webcam before I perform analingus on him, again. I try my best to smile, but I'm certain my tear-streaked face is a mess, But it must be done and so I fake a smile. My hands are cuffed behind my back and I can't move my arms; I am completely at his mercy. "Yeah, smile real pretty for the camera, slut. Such a sexy slut , getting ready to dive right back into my asshole, huh? Yeah, that's right..." I tearfully look into the camera as commanded, feeling the last vestige of male hood seeping out of me. I am his now, his bitch. I hate it, but I need it so bad. What is happening to me? "Time for dinner, slut! You got five hundred plus motherfuckers looking to watch you eat me out. Start fucking eating my fucking manhole! Now!" He slides down just a little more, adjusting his angle and then shoves my head down. I can smell the musky, earthy scent of his ass as my nose burrows into him. My mouth begins to water and I realize I want to eat him out. God is this what my life has come to? Dressed in a leather body hardness like a slut, using all my well to get my mouth back onto my Black Master's asshole so I can tongue-fuck him? I sould d be fucking ashamed of myself......and I am. But nevertheless, I waste no time in digging my tongue back into Master's ass hole, God he tastes terrible, yet I am slavering all over his hole, devouring the flavor of his back passage as if I hadn't had food for days. He tastes fucking awful, or does he? I am aware of a change in my thought process at this moment. Even though it tastes a bit like feces, I so badly want this, I desire that taste and I am now on the hunt for it. "Ohh fuck yeah, faggot! You like that bitch? You like eating your Master's butt hole? Like the taste of me on your tongue and lips? Huh slut? Show the audience, my peeps, how much you love this shit, pansy! How you love eating Nigger ass! Fuck you are a good little white faggot ass-eater, aren't you? Shit..." I managed to glance sideways at the monitor and could see that the camera was right there for a nice personal close-up. If you were watching, you could see the wetness of my mouth as I made out with Black Master's ass lips. I pulled back for a second, gasping for breath and was met with a swift slap across my face. "I tell you to stop, bitch? Fuck no I didn't! Keep eating,Slut! You ain't done up in there yet, you fucking whore, I quickly moved back in, stabbing my licker into Master's pink hole, now slick with my spit. I didn't want to risk his true wrath again. Oh God this was so fucking nasty, so fucking not something I could ever have envisioned doing. And yet now I could scarcely get enough of it. I took a deep sniff and somehow this submissive act seemed so right, so primal. Something men had been doing for each other for millennia. Shit, I wasn't a man though. I was a fucking sissy faggot cunt whore. Just a piece of pussy for Black Master. Somehow, I had to get that through my head. Not a man, just a slave.. Yeah you fuckers watching this shit? This fucking faggot is all up in my shit! Damn this little slut loves the taste of my ass, I can tell. You fuckers out there see how deep he is in my asshole? Course you do! You motherfuckers are paying good money to see this shit! Look up at me bitch." I did as Black Master wanted and found myself looking directly into the webcam, and I felt myself turning red. Jack Irons well be sucking and fucking for One of the Highest Bitters So don't forget to put in your bids ! I don't want to be seen doing this shit. "Oh what, you're embarrassed now, Now you get some inhibitions? Too late for you faggot! Everyone knows you're an ass-eating maggot! Not good for anything but jamming your tongue up my poop shoot and sucking my cock and taking my fucking loads. Heh, heh." He chuckled, a laugh devoid of mirth but full of the knowledge that he had a useless white, formerly male worm under his thrall. What could I say? What would I dare do? Nothing. Exactly nothing. I didn't want to get beat up. "Hey the poll results are coming in. Looks like your audience wants you to work on my balls next. Nice! That's what I was planning on anyway, bitch! Then you can move onto ball-tonguing. You better fucking eat me out good, slut ! These folks didn't pay thirty bucks to watch you just licking around the rim. Get up in there, cunt!" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Black Master had told me earlier that we had over five hundred viewers. If he was charging them thirty dollars each......? Holy shit, that was over fifteen grand, in one night just like that. With almost no production costs, no overhead cause he was using my hotel room and my equipment. I really was a fucking whore for Black Men ! Not only could he use me for sex and domestic needs, but I was basically paying him to control every aspect of my life. I sighed, perhaps resigned to my fate. I felt like I had no control of anything, no choice but to please this Black man and pray that I did not disappoint him. I did not want to risk his wrath again, so I dug my tongue up into his asshole as far as I could go, As deep as I had ever gone. Maybe it was deeper, who could tell? When a small log of shit came out of his ass, I opened my mouth and the Black turd rolled into my mouth, Master said eat my shit Slave, I swallowed hard, I told you it was dinner time Slut, I sucked on my Master, turd, tasting his manly funk and loving it. I slobbered all over his pucker, enjoying the way it snapped around my licker, trying to trap it and truth be told, I would not have fought staying in this moment forever. Somehow, this incredible Black man had awoken my most primal urges of submission and filmed me to acknowledge them. By compelling me...and allowing me...to make out with his sexy ass lips, he had (apparently) turned me into a cowering, mewling white sissy cunt who only had hunger or desire for his cock, balls and asshole. I started back into the present at the sound of his voice. "Shit yeah, that's a good faggot. Yeah... That's a good slave faggot bitch. Yeah, look at the camera. You love that shit don't you faggot? Show us how much you love eating my poop. Yeah...just like that I'm you're fucking prom date, just smooching a pretty Boi." He paused for a second, shifting the camera around. "You mother fucker see all that shit? You like sissy slave eating' my manhole? Well that's good, cause he likes it too. He a true ass-eating, ball-licking, cock-sucking slave faggot , Born to worship the Black Man. Drooling all over his sexy little body, trying to keep his little faggot dick from getting any harder than it already is. Yeah..... .He loves this fucking' shit! Pull your bitch face up here, slut. Yeah. Look at that shit, fucking' slobber and ass juice all over his face...this bitch loves to eat out his Black Master." It was true and I knew it. I jumped as Black Master set the webcam back down on the table next to him with a heavy slam. Again he spoke to the audience. "Well that's it for tonight bitches! Sissy slave really enjoyed entertaining you with his tongue up my shitter, but he is fucking wrecked and he's got to be ready for tomorrow night: For one lucky Bitter, His cock and balls well be chastity. My cock and balls going to be snaking right down his throat......whether he wants to or not. I'll most def feed him; perhaps 'l well breed him as well. Hmmm. I love options. Same time tomorrow fuckers... Eventually folks, I'm gonna have cameras installed all over this room, so you can watch him anytime. He isn't allowed to jerk off and if he does, I want to know about it. This faggot slave Has signed over his life to me. " I turned this bitch out weeks ago and now he stars in my movies on the internet, making me cash. He sucks my Black dick...... your `boy' here swallows Black Loads ,With that he shut off the webcam and gave me a quick slap."That was real good faggot. Real good. You ate my But hole like it was your fucking dinner. That's what my paying customers want to see." I shuddered as I imagined the future perversions Black Master surely had in store for me."Heh, heh you're a fucking faggot aren't you? What a fucking bitch! Just another white queer begging for a Black Man to take control of his life... Well that's how things are for you now, faggot! I control your life. You're a fucking sex slave for me now. You dress how I tell you; you eat and drink what I tell you; you suck and fuck what I tell you; You perform on camera when I tell you......" He seemed to tail off for a moment and I was uncertain of just where his thought process was going. He roughly turned me around and undid the handcuffs. I rubbed my sore wrists, trying to soothe them a bit. "I'm horny now, slut. Get into the bed and have those panties off and lay down ass up, face in the pillow, Do it now faggot!" I hurriedly jumped up to comply to my Black Master's order,s still not sure why I did it, nor why I was continuing to allow this to happen. Was this what I wanted? I wondered these thoughts even as I slipped my slutty whore panties down my smooth legs and assumed the position Master demanded. I had little time with my thoughts. Within a minute of me lying on the bed. Master was there; I could hear him moving around behind me and felt so open and exposed, Black Master had restraints attached to the bed, He put the restraints on my arms and legs, Where I was spread eagle naked before him with my naked ass available to his sight and touch. I jumped as Black Master slapped my buns hard. "Yeah that's nice faggot. Gonna fuck your bitch Pussy Hard and Raw. Heh heh I know you prefer my normal gentle self right? Like when I make sweet sensual love to a woman?" I was confused by his words, distracted by his weight settling in behind me, his hands roving over my buttocks. I started again as he slapped me again, harder this time. "Speak up faggot! Do you want your Master to make love to you or FUCK you? Huh bitch?" I began to cry again, emotion overtaking me as the power of his words rolled over me, crushing me with their finality. "I want you to fuck me Black.Master to FUCK my cunt! Make me into your Bitch I deserve to be! A fucking faggot bitch!" With that Master put the ball gag back on me... "You got it slut You fucking faggot!" With that I felt the immense pressure on my sphincter as my Black Master jabbed into me. He was not gentle with me, and deep down I knew I did not want him to be. He took my hole in one Hard, even thrust. I arched my back to take all of his Black Dick even as a scream of pain was ripped from my muffled throat. I hate and love the feeling when Black Master penetrates into my guts, invading my bowels, turning my once private and intimate spot into a nest for his cock, a womb for his Black toxic seed. "Yeah slave ! Take that Black Dick faggot! Ahhh yeah! Fucking tight-ass pussy! Fuck yeah!" Black Master was hollering and bellowing like a beast in heat as he rutted inside me, turning my innards into nothing but a scorching, spasming canal meant to massage his manhood. I was nothing but a fuck doll for him and his RAW BBC, I was screaming out as the agony and ecstasy shot through the entirety of my rectal tract and the feeling of Black Master filling me so completely, owning my body making my toes curl and my guts melt in rapture. "Ohhhhhhh ,, I know you love me faggot! A slave slut should always love his Black Master! Good slut ! Now get fucking ready for my thick Fucking Load, You want this Toxic Load ! Don't You, Passed my sphincter into my colon and then into the deep membranes of my intestines, Gonna breed that fucking pussy!" I arched my back up into him, He removed the ball gag I screaming out my lust even as Black Master arched forward, burying himself as deep inside me pushing pass the second hole, He said telling me you want this Black Seed, As I uttered the words He began to empty the sticky sap from his heavy, manly nuts into my pussy slit. We both groaned out deeply as we felt the proof of his breeding, wet and hot, his man jizz sluicing into my slick guts,coating my bowels. He collapsed on top of me, both of us gasping for air, our breathing coming hard. I didn't cum this time, But Black Master's nut is all I worry about and, besides there was plenty of time for me to have a ass orgasm; Master fucked me twice more over that night. I gave myself up to him without question as he made me his slut slave. He couldn't wait for her Black Master to be inside his little ass pussy. Heh, heh......" I was all so sore after Black Master used me as his rightful bitch three times over night and than in the morning. He wasted little time with foreplay, pushing me face first onto our bed and hurriedly jamming his lube-soaked fingers into my rectum. I arched into his hand and he instantly replaced the worming digits with his astounding man meat. "Yeah faggot. You want your Black Master don't you? Huh sweetie? Here's what you need bitch!" With that he stabbed hard into my slut hole and I yelped as his generous proportions filling my bowels, gliding slimy past my sphincter, into my colon and then into the deep membranes of my intestines. I could scarcely believe the depth of penetration he could achieve. The head of his Black Dick went deep! He had hit my second hole and was in my colon ! Fucking me hard and fast, driving into me at different angles, hitting all the right spots, for both of us. His hammering Black cock was really sending precise strokes and rippling waves of sexual intensity all throughout my gaping sissy-opening. "Yeah you gonna get my fuck now bitch! Work on training that pussy to cum without your useless fucking dick!" Black Master was panting, gasping for breath as he plowed into me relentlessly, like some kind of living jackhammer. "Right now, gotta get my nut. Gonna make you pay for your fucking racism and injustice! Gonna Fuck this fucking cunt! Oh shit sissy. Gotta fucking.....CUM! OHHH FUCK YEAH BOTTOM BITCH! TAKING MY FUCK! GOING TO BREED YOU FUCKING FAGGOT ! GODDAMMIT! OH FUCKING SHIT......SHIT!" He practically bellowed the words; I was certain the rooms next store could hear him, His Black Dick got harder and longer, I felt him explode inside me, coating my shit hole with his scalding and gooey man Seed. I had arched up into him again as he had plunged down and I could feel his entire man-package buried to the hilt in my pussy, He was Deep in my Colon He was depositing His Toxic Seed ,Tell me you want my Toxic Load ! Tell me Now cunt, Give It Too Me ! Give Me That Poz Load ! Breed Me ! I Want To Be Bred ! His big, hairy balls mashed into my own much smaller, smoother nuts.I began to shake as if I was having convulsions, I had been feeling very close to an orgasm, even though I couldn't get hard, but Black Master was only looking for His own gratification at the moment. I would not begrudge him that. He was my Black Master, My lover. I felt him collapse on my back, his hard muscles covered in sweat, breathing hard. " faggot. That was so fucking Hot, . Keep that pussy ready; I'm gonna have it some more, just need a little rest ." I felt his softening prick, I wiggled my ass back and forth, When I felt His Black Dick start to swell and grow, With in a few mins He was at fully erect, He said I was insatiable bottom for Black Dick, As He Moved His Black Dick in and out my rectum He fall a sleep Deep in my Hole, Still erect , I awoke to his deep voice in my ear. "Wake up, slut Daddy wants some more pussy..." And without waiting, He pushed back into me, grasping my waist hard with one strong muscled arm, forcefully pinching my nipples with the fingers of his other hand. We both groaned at his breeding of my previously used,hole still slimy ass ring, gasping contentedly as his success brought us both immense bliss. He Put The Ball Gag Back In My Mouth, He put a Butt Plug in my ass pussy, He said he wanted to His Black Toxic Cum to stay where he put it. I was still restrained spread eagle on the bed .. I'll be back later tonight . I got to leave you all restrained like this Don't want you to be standing or douching My Poz Load out, I Gave You The Gift Last Night ..Been Breeding You Every Day Since I Met You .. But Last Night I Hit That Pussy Deep.. I Put My Black Babies In Your Intestines track Deep ..Where It Is Going To Work Fast ..I Impregnated You.. With my Black Seeds ... Now there no turning back Our life's well be intertwined forever ! You well Have the same Poz Strain as me.. You Can take Raw Loads from now on And not worry ! That's what you wanted slut ,, Now with my Poz Cum You well get the FUCK FLU Soon ! I Own You Now.. There No Turning Back Now Your Black Owned.. He than told me that I needed a few tattoos, A Tramp Stamp on my lower back that says.... FOR BBC ONLY . The second one well be above your dick It well say .... TOXIC LOADS The third one well be on your chest above your right Tit saying.... OWNED BY BLACK MASTER The fourth one well be on your right cheek and say.... JACK OF SPADES The fifth one for your neck a.... BAR CODE So every one well know your BLACK OWNED The look in my eyes told Black Master I Understood ..
  8. 1 point
    So as you will know if you are a regular visitor to my tumblr my cousin is visiting from Australia and we had a night of it this week when he got his cock to and I did my duty and served him, well he asked if he could come stay over at mine for Christmas and New Year before he went home instead of staying at my aunt sand last night he came over with his stuff and settled into mine. I set up the spare room for him, but he slept in my bed last night and from what happened last night it looks like I’m going to have him in my bed until he goes home, which if I’m honest is ok as it means I bet loaded every night from him and he can top up any loads I get inside me that day. So last night we hit the sack and he said do you want me to load you up again, to which I obviously replied “yes”, I worked his cock for what seemed an age he even came in my mouth at one point but told me to keep going as he had plenty in his balls to fill my arse later. After about 10 minutes since he came, he turned me over and I felt his tongue tease my hole, he worked it softly entering me and licking up the cum that I had collected from some random guy earlier that day, he feltched it all out and said “ man I love the taste of some guys cum in an arsehole: which as you can imagine turned me on. he must have been teasing my hole for 20-30 mins as I was gagging for his cock inside me and was not expecting it when he rammed it deep inside me without notice, the pain was as I described last time immense but it quickly turned into pleasure and his thrusts got faster and deeper making me moan and groan while he forced me down onto the bed and told me I was a fucking cum slut who was going to get what I deserved, music to my ears I thought. He quickly came in me and didn’t stop, he carried on and I felt him pulsate again as he came once more and slowly move towards my face making me clean his cock. Once his cock was clean he grabbed me and forced me over and started to fetch me out I was in slut heaven, I’d had my arse eaten out, fucked and now my arse was again been eaten out, he then grabbed my face an began to kiss me passing his cum into my mouth, snowball heaven. I was about to roll over when he began playing with my cock and said “don’t you want to cum”, I was a little shocked being the slut I am I don’t often get chance to cum with a guy as they usually blow their load and go leaving me wanting, He moved his mouth over the tip of my cock and worked the shaft with his hand edging me for several minutes before I came in his mouth. He then moved to my face and yes you’ve guessed it I got my own cum back, what a session. If last night was a shape of things to come it looks like this Christmas is not only going to be a great one but its going to be a very very white Christmas.
  9. 1 point
    Went surfing this morning it was nice and quiet. I like surfing at this particular beach because it’s always nice and quiet and not many people around. There was just me and this other guy. From a distance I could see he’s got a hot body and in his 20’s like me. We were both surfing for about an hour and exchanging smiles every time we looked in each other’s direction. I wanted to get his full attention so I went to sit on the beach and see what he would do. As I expected he came to say hello. We started talking about how good the water was and other things. I learned that he just moved into the city recently. We were talking with our tops off and he’s got such a hot body and nice bulge getting bigger by the second just like me. I grabbed my cock and he did the same. I got closer to him and he immediately kissed me and pushed me against the sand. We started making out like crazy, him on top of me. I could feel his big cock trying to burst out of his shorts. I grab his shorts and pulled it off him and he did the same to mine. We were both naked our lips locked, bodies pressed against each other and cocks rubbing leaking with precum. I got on top of him and started to kiss his neck down to his body and his nipples and made my way to his balls. He’s got really big balls and I licked them while my hand plays with his big cock. I like to start with the balls before I make my way to his big cock. I licked his balls and up the shaft and started sucking his big cock. It mush have been 9” long straight and fat just the way I like it. We were both super horny as fuck! I could taste his precum and it turned me on even more. I stood up and he started sucking my cock and balls and he turned me around ate my hole like it was his last meal. Damn he could eat ass! My hole was nice and wet and sloppy from his spit. He started to work his cock on my hole while kissing me at the same time. I could feel his big cock making its way in my ass and I felt like I was on meth! Wish we had some. He fucked my ass while we were both standing, him behind me while we were kissing. I wanted to ride his cock so I got him to lay on the sand. I started riding his big cock and we were both making all kinds of noise. We switched positions now I was on my back and he was on top of me drilling my hole. He started fucking me faster and harder and he said he was close to cumming. I told him so was I. He continued to pound my hole and he starts to say FUCK I’M CUMMING I’M CUMMING I’M CUMMING...... All I could say was FUCKING CUM IN MY ASS BABY BREED MY ASS FUCKING FLOOD MY ASS WITH YOUR CUM and at the same time he shot a huge load in my horny slutty hole and I shot a huge load on his body and mine. He kissed me while his cock is still buried in my hole our bodies covered in cum and sweat pressed against each other. We spent the next few minutes just sitting on the sand and talking. We exchanged numbers and went our separate ways. We’re meeting again tonight. I got home took a shower and went to work. This happened just a few hours ago. I’m at work and I could feel his cum leaking out of my hole! It’s fucking hot! It’s making me hornier and hornier and really looking forward to seeing him again tonight......
  10. 1 point
    So I’ve managed to tick off another things from my bucket list and I thought I would share it all with you. I’ve lots of sleazy things in my bucket list and a lot that most people will think - WHY ! Well it’s my bucket list and it’s something I want to do, so if you are easily offended or are just into vanilla sex stop reading now. So I’m not a great lover of water sports but have partaken in the odd piss fun now and again but tonight’s experience took it to a whole new level. I’d arranged to visit an old fuck buddy who had read my thread and got back in touch to express his kind words re my Leukaemia diagnosis and we got chatting, he asked me about my bucket list and what was on it and I told him a few things, he mentioned that while he couldn’t help with some of them he could with a few and we arranged for me to go over to his today and complete one of my bucket list challenges. I arrived at his house and there was 6 other guys there all drinking and all semi naked, I was asked to strip to my jock and leave a t-shirt on and go into the room at the back of the house next to the kitchen, now I’ve been to his house before and it’s a semi dungeon with large pit ( or empty pool ) in the corner. I did as I was asked and the guys all followed me in, I was placed into the pit and one by one each of the guys began pissing on me drenching me and filling my mouth with their piss, some were so sweet others not so much, now I’ve never been on the receiving end before so it was an eye opener to say the least, I was amazed at the amount of piss these guys could produce, when I thought it was all over another would start, I was picked up half way through and placed over a bench in the pit and my arse hole was lubed and pisses on, I felt a cock enter me and a warm sensation hit the back of my hole, it had started, I was being piss fucked, only 3 of them piss fucked me and each time it felt totally different, the last guy was the largest of them all so his cock went deeper than the first two and I could feel his piss hitting my intestines, the warm sensation was great. I felt their cocks inside me pissing and pulling out letting their piss leak out all down my legs and over my feet, while this was happening I was being pissed on by the other guys all over my back, one of them was in my mouth pissing and thrusting at the same time. I’d never thought of being a piss whore before but I really enjoyed it and so did they, they’ve asked me back for further sessions and what they say extreme water sports so I’m sure you will all hear about it further. Before I left my old fuck buddy filled me with his hot load as well as his piss so I managed some cum as well which was a great bonus. I was placed in the centre of the pit one last time and all at once they began drenching me again from all directions, I began to piss myself too, directing it up at my face and chest until I and they were drained. Needless to say I’ve washed of all the piss now and had a hot shower, I’ve left the cum inside me so I can use out as lube now before I go to sleep while I play with a few of my toys. Dont forget each time my bucket list reduces you will all get to hear my exploits
  11. 1 point
    Hey guys it's a new year still plagued by old problems. Some days I just want to be a big ole bottom pig, and mostly focus on getting cock, my holes filled and abused and so much tasty cum. Hell I'm getting hard while writing this. But at the same time thoughts of spirituality and commitment weigh in and its becomes a shit or get off the toilet situation. Most part I've been good at balancing both but some days I just want to go "Fuck it" and throw all my chips in. But then I realize how selfish that attitude is. If this is any where close to what addicts go through my prayers are with them. Well as of late I've mostly been giving head and not been topped with the exception of the six inch dildoe I picked up. What I've been craving is a real hot three way raw with heavy domination.
  12. 1 point
    How I was Turned Into A Male Prostitute, Now I'm Owned By A Black Master, Part 2 The prostitute web site that Tyrone had set up Was getting some hits, Then one day someone Had answered my ad, He said his name was DeShawn He said He was from New York, And was over the snow and was coming to town for two weeks, And wanted to rent me for a week, He said He was into Bondage, And He Had Black football play build, And was Poz, And He Had a Big Black Dick 11' Uncut, When He asked how the Executive Hotel was ? I reply it was a nice adult hotel, When He came into town, Tyrone had set Him up with a nice room, The honeymoon suite, I knocked at the door, He opened the door, He was tall '' 6 foot 5. And must of been 300lbs He said come in, I'm DeShawn Why don't you take your clothes off, I want to see your body, When I remove my pants and shirt, I was nude, He looked at the tattoos, A bar code, Black Owned, And on my right arm For Black Use Only He asked what made you get them ? I explained that Tyrone had drugged me and had a buddy put them on me why I was sleeping, Than He asked about my Cock Cage? I said that was Tyrone idea too, Tyrone put it on me and said, He was my Black Master, DeShawn said He was into bondage, For extended periods, DeShawn pulled a sleep bag out and told me to get in it, He that put a Catheter in my dick, No need to piss, I Had no control of my Urinal Now, Just a Urinal Bag, He Said the Sleep Bag material is similar to spandex but 10 times stronger. The design is very effective in restricted movement, And will stand up to all futile attempts to escape, I got in it, And DeShawn pushed me on the bed, He hooked a Pump up the bag, And slowly the air was sucked out of the bag, Making my body size a lot smaller, He put a Leather Hood on me and inflated the Mouth Gag, I could not hear or say anything, The next day I was carried to a car and put in a trunk, Don't know how long I was in the Sleep Bag, But it must of been for days, Finely I was carried in to some where, I felt a needle stick me and I went out like a light, When I woke up and opened my eyes, I was in cement building 30 by 30, There was no windows It was cold and damp, I was nude there was a Wrist and Leg Irons on me, A Iron collar was around my Neck, A Cock Cage that was Riveted on me, To make coming off impossibility, I was put in chastity to help grow my hole into the only sexual organ that matters, A custom belt, That was heavy Leather Belt, That had a Lock on it, So it wouldn't come off, A hook on the Belt was Attached to a long chain that hooked to a wall, There was Mirrors on the walls and ceiling, So I could see my self, With the Irons on me, There was a toilet in the room, And a shower, And a mattress on the floor, And some steps that when up, DeShawn came down the steps, Carrying a bowl of food, He set it on the floor, You must be Hunger, I asked where I was ? He said your in Baltimore your new home, I said Tyrone well be mad you took me to Baltimore, He said no He won't, I bought you, I own you, I needed a slave to go in my Dungeon, I well put you isolation cell that I built into my Dungeon, If you ever bring up Tyrone again, Your a subhuman Loser with zero self esteem and certainly no self dignity or respect, There was Bondage Gear covering the walls, Hood's and Muzzles, Locking Wrist and Ankle Spreader Bars, Blindfolds, Dungeon Irons and Handcuffs, Suspension equipment, Arm binders, There was Fucking Machine System, A Sling hung from the ceiling, One corner of the room, Sleep Sacks, Strait Jackets, Hospital Restrains, Pony and Puppy things, A Steel Puppy Cage, Trainer Shock Collar, Electro sex Gear, Chastity Devices, Whips and Floggers, Medical Instruments, Milking Machine, Fetish Clothing, A wood Saint Andrews Cross, And a king size Bed was over in one corner of the room, There was Video equipment, And all kinda of Equipment that I had never seen, He said there were Surveillance Equipment all around the room, There was four big flat screens TV, He put on a Leather hood, So no one would know it was Him, He turned the Video camera on, And We were live on the TV, Broadcasted on the web, You well get used to being on camera, When your in the Shower Or taking a Shit, You'll be a Video, Welcome to world of Virtual reality, DeShawn said I created a fully active Web Site, And for a price they could follow you, And watch you, Where my follower could request certain sexual activities to be performed for them, And for a price they Could interact with me, If they wanted to Fuck me, They would put a device on there Cock, And I would put a device on my ass, And strap it in place, Then when they thrust there dick forward, The device on my end would thrust the dido forward into my hole, There movements would be the exact movements that I felt on my end, As there end, With the Virtual headset on they would See and Feel and Hear you moan, Give them the real life Experience of fucking, He said He needed the first day recorded, For your new web page, I stared to protest DeShawn just laughed, Your in a cement building sound proved And under ground, And chained and shackled to the wall, We can do this the easy way or the hard way, You decide, And with that He pushed a button and There was a shock in my Dick I gabbed the Cock Cage, And I screamed, Accept your place bitch, You’re just a sex toy for alpha Black Bull. You exist too serve Black Men, Be abused and then disposed of when the customer was done, I'm going to make you feel really really bad about itself, I think I well call you Tyler ! Come over here and Give your Black Master a Blow Job, I sucked His Black Dick, And then His Nuts, That's right swallow that Fucking Dick Faggot! Good Bitch boy, Choke and Gag on that Superior Black Master Cock, Like the good Fucking Slutty Pussy Whore you are, Gonna split your Cracker ass open, Now sit on this Black Dick Bitch, Hell yeah. Let’s put on a show! I positioned my self over His Black Dick, And slowly He penetrated me, He grabbed me by the Hips, And Drove that Black Dick all way in my ass, Take that fucking ass Fucking , He Made me ride His Black Dick up and down, I started to squirm and resist, But once He started pounding my Cunt, I wanted to surrender completely, He fucked me hard and deep, Till He was ready to cum, I'm going to bred you with this Poz Seed, He Held me down on His Black Dick, Balls Deep, Yes I'm Cumming, I'm pumping this Poz Load in your Ass Pussy, I was Begging Him to knock me up, I could not resist, DeShawn said I told you that it would fit inside of you, I have a Black room Mate You well have to Take care of, His name is Willie, He doesn't like white people much, So Hes a bet of a Sadist, When it comes to whites, He well want to Humiliation & Degradation you disgusting white fag, But if your good to Him He mite Fuck you, He has a overwhelming desire to sexually torture you, He a Sadism at heart. And well want to beat you, And Whip you, And well get off on controlling you, He's going to be insulting You, Demeaning, Dehumanizing and Pissing and Spitting all over you, You stupid fag, So you well have two Black Masters to deal with, I'm going to Buy a Black slave, Then my customers well be able to experience a true interracial experience, For now we just have you, I've been shopping around for a black slave, But he's got to be hung with 12' black dick, That night I was introduced to Willie, He hooked me up to the Suspension equipment, And He Whipped me, I begged Him to stop, I Keep screaming like a Bitch, Willie said that’s actually Hot, Sometimes I will cry. It’s part of the process, Your pain is my pleasure, No one gives a shit if your boi pussy gets permanently wrecked, Then I begged Him to Fuck me, Willie said one day you well get the privilege of this Black Dick, But for now you well just have to settle for this Black Dido device, He positioned it above my ass, He flipped the switch on, He spread me out on the bed, With the Wrist and Leg Irons hooked to the bed, Willie Said this well Permanently Elongated, Puffy Pussy Lips, No one will ever confuse this with an asshole ever again, Willie said now you wait ! Some guy well want to Fuck you, With Virtual reality headset on, There no escaping, DeShawn well be up in the morning and wanting some ass, A faggot’s training is NEVER done! So get some sleep for now, Your going to full fill some guys fantasy tonight, It’s a New Way Of Life. I fall a sleep, When the Black Dido came to life, The Device started to move, The Black Dido penetrate my ass, The TV and spot lights came on, I moaned, I looked up at the TVs And saw a Black teenager on the TV, He said I just want to get a Nut before bed, He began to Fuck His Device, I felt the Black Dido going in and out of my ass, The Black teenager Fucked me for about 10 min, I'm cumming He said, Then the Black Dido squirted some liquid in my ass, And pulled out of my ass, The Device than when back to it original Position, Ready to be inserted with the next horny Guy, The next morning DeShawn came down, The TV and light were on, And the Device was Fucking me again! Dam I wanted to get my nut,, But your busy making money for your New Black Master ...
  13. 1 point
    Lee and I messaged and chatted and he came over to my apartment in the week before our sexcapade and it was somewhat strange. While I have known a lot of bottom buys in my life, I have never discussed much about sex with them as I somewhat saw them as adversaries, competing with me for cock and seed. Sur I helped my ex break in and breed a lot of bottoms including Lee, but when he had finished with them and set them free as total sluts, the contact generally stopped altogether or was restricted to polite acknowledgement at sex parties or backrooms. I found Lee was almost a clone of myself. He had the same constant craving for cock, spent his weekends getting bred as much as possible. We also knew we were far too cock and seed to ever be "marrying material" most tops don't want sluts for their other half - they want like Lee and I to take their cock and seed on a casual or one off basis and to do the things for them their partners don't. The more we chatted, hooked on line and had a few glasses of wine - the more we realized what we had in common. Both of us had been fucked by a lot of the same tops. We went through BBRTS and there were about 12 breeders in common we had. Both of us lose the pot after two or three fucks, then our cunts catch fire and we just have to get fucked and bred senseless. Both of us are totally disinterested in ourselves cumming, it is the top that we have total concentration and focus on. His need becomes our need and his seed becomes our feed. Cock and seed is our addiction. We decided on the Friday night as the best time to see if we could get a breeding "quorum." We hoped we could get 10 tops to share our holes, breed us stupid, use us totally and leave us without holes gaping and dripping. We texted a few of our regulars to gauge their interest and we put two fuck photos on the notice board at the backroom with our mobile numbers. We got lots of wank calls and messages and we were upfront - if they turned up they stayed till they were satisfied and no stiff cock would be refused. By the time Friday rolled around I was strangely excited. 16 men had confirmed and both of our holes were twitching all day as we manscaped, and preened and douched - to prepare for a night of cock and seed. It also felt strange I was doing this in preparation with another bottom. Sure, I had fondled and kissed bottoms while my ex or his mates were fucking them and I had encouraged and kissed other bottoms as we were both taking cock at naked parties and backrooms, but I had never entertained inviting a bottom to come into my apartment and to share men's cocks and seed with me. As we had a few wines in the afternoon to put us in a mellow mood, we chatted about what we had found tops seemed to like the most. Again we were very similar. We both agreed that most tops love fucking cummy holes. We also found most tops love bottoms that clean their cocks for them after they have cum. That suited both of us as we hate wasting one straw of their seed. We found that tops had seemed to like bottoms that were compliant, would take their cock in any position they desired, who totally surrendered. That, again was both of us. We had told the tops to be there by 9 as we did not want to be opening and closing the door and not concentrating on the cocks we had to service. By 9 pm - we had 11 men - all fairly chilled - six had previously fucked me and four of them had previously bred Lee, so a great level of the awkwardness was taken out of the start of proceedings. I had put towels all through the living room, porn on the TV and music was playing. We both decided we would not put out lube as we did not want our holes full of lube, we wanted our holes full of seed and after our first breeding we would be lubed anyway. The guys ranged in age from "29" (lol) to 55. I wore my black leather g-strong and Lee had on a black silk one. We invited the tops to get naked. One guy asked f we minded if he got one of the vguys to film us on his phone when he was fucking us. Neither Lee nor I cared. I told them we were both there to totally satisfy them and except for blood and scat they could use us as they saw fit. I had dragged my fuck bench into the loungeroom, covered the lounge and put two large plastic sheets on the floor. Lee and I went into the bathroom and we put a small dollop of lube near the entrance to our cunts. We looked at each other with a level of sheer excitement and both of us were ready for our holes to be hammered. Well, hammered they were. We had cocks going from one of us to the other, we were DP'd on three occasions, we were filmed and had slutty photos taken, we moaned and groaned in ecstacy, pashed each other off as cock after cock entered us. The tops all had average to large cocks and several of them blew them twice or more. Only one guy left after his first blow as he had to go somewhere. By the end of the evening we had achieved our aim. Our holes were both gaping an d dripping. My hole lips were starting to get puffy and a bit cock sore, but I actually love that. Nothing nicer for me than your hole feeling totally wrecked by cock. Finally there was only one top left and Lee was sitting on his cock sucking him off gently with his mancunt on the lounge. I dropped to my knees and sucked on his balls, which were covered in seed that had been dripping out of Lee every stroke, and I started licking his shaft as he pulled it in and out - it was wonferful, it was white and frothy with the loads already in Lee. He then asked "wanna swap places." Lee looked like he did not want to get off his cock - and I couldn't blame him it was a good thick 8" cut pole. I already had his seed in me as he had bred me earlier but nothing was going to stop me from sitting on his pole. I straddled his cock and Lee attended to his balls and shaft just like I had been doing. In five minutes the guttural groan told me here comes another precious load of seed and his cock started to pulse in my hole. As he withdrew I could feel my puffy lips trying to hang on to his cock involuntarily. Lee and I both went to work sharing the cock cleaning duties and he just lay there and groaned as we licked, kissed, and kneaded his cock and balls, kissing each other to swap filaments of seed . "I'd love to piss all over you two sluts," he said. I got up and took Lee's hand and his hand and said "be my guest." I knelt in the shower recess and Lee immediately kn elt next to me and he drenched us. We again cleaned and kissed his cock and balls. The perfect way to end the evening for me - my total usage was complete. Lee and I sat up and both of us butt plugged our cunts to keep as much seed in us to absorb as possible. Now we are planning our next and several of the guys have texted to say they will be back. I texted them to tell them we would be ready!
  14. 1 point
    I came home from the bar a little bit drunk and was cruising the Master and Slave sex site, When I got a message from a guy that said he was a white Master looking for a slave, Are you alone I said Yes .... We talked and I send some nude pics He said He was looking for a slave, He said his cam was broken, And would send me some pics tomorrow. The next day when I got up I checked my emails , There was one from my Master from last night, There was a pic of a good looking Black Guy in leather with a nice Black Dick, He said that he wanted to find out if I could follow orders, He said to reply if I understood, He answered back, that I was a good slave And to expect a email from Black Master tomorrow, The next day was Friday there was a email from Black Master, It read You followed my orders so far, Now let see if you can do it again, I got you a hotel room for the weekend He gave me a address and said to show up a 4:00pm Go to the front desk to check in, Tell the clerk Your name is Mr Black , The room is already payed for, There well be further details once I got in the room, It was called the Executive Hotel, When I showed up at 4 went to the front desk and said I'm Mr Black, I have a reservation for a room, The Black clerk said You'll be staying in the Jungle Room, Your in room #69 He handed me the key and said , The Jungle Room is located in the back of the hotel, If you need any thing just push 9 on the phone and ask for Tyrone ! I went to the back of the hotel and found my room, And entered the room, It was a nice room with a king bed, It had mirrors on the wall and ceiling, With a jacuzzi in one corner of the room, A large flat screen TV and a Computer in the room, I turned the computer on But could not get on line, So I called Tyrone and said I'm trying to get on line, Tyrone said they were having problems with the wifi and he would be right down to fix it, There was a knock on the door and it was Tyrone He put a code in the computer and I was online. There was a instant message that came up; From Master It said; I see you found the hotel and you all ready met Tyrone, Tyrone knows what to do ! Follow His Orders ! Tyrone Said Type Yes Master , As I did I was wondering what I had got myself into, Tyrone started to fill the Jacuzzi, He turned the lights down, Tyrone said to Strip and take off all my clothes ! Tyrone watched me as I took off my clothes, He said Hand me your clothes, and he put them in the safe and locked it, As Tyrone turned around I noticed a bulge in his pants, Tyrone unzip his pants, And pulled His Uncut Big Black Cock out, And moved over to where I was at, And said Get on your knees , Suck It Slave, I started to suck His Black Dick As I pulled His skin back and saw that he had Smegma a cheesy secretion that was under the foreskin, I found the smell to be arousing, I was sucking His BBC up and down his shift, I was just starting to get in to it, When He pulled His Black Dick out of mouth, And said that's enough for Now, Tyrone said that Master had posted a ad on a dating site for me! He put a bottle of lube on the desk, And a bottle of fresh Poppers, And closed the door, The thought of me on a sex site excited me, I gabbed the lube and put some on my dick and just starting to jerk off, When there was a knock at the door, I opened it and there was a Black Guy standing there, He entered the room and checked out my body, He took off His clothes and told me to give Him head, I sucked Him hard He was about 7' He moved over to the bed and had me lean over the bed and He entered my ass and fucked me fast after 20 min He came, He quickly put his clothes on and left.. After about 30 min, There was another knock at the door, I opened the door and there was a Tall Black Guy He entered the room and immediately took off His clothes and set on the bed, And told me I was bad for not being Dressed the way He wanted, He pulled me over His knees and proceeded to Spanking my ass, Till it was red, Then He Told me to stand in the corner, He picked up the phone and hit 9 And proceeded to tell Tyrone what He needed, In a few Tyrone was at the door, With a bag full of stuff, Tyrone said to guy, Well that be all ? The Black Guy said No ! Get this Slut dressed as I requested, Tyrone took me into the bath room where He opened the bag and said try this on, He had me put on a Bra, He taped my man hood all way down, So I looked like I had a Pussy, Lace Panties, Lace baby doll Lingerie, Sheer Stocking, and a Wag He than put some make up on me and some lip stick, And I was a She Male, Tyrone grabbed my hand and took me out of the bathroom, Yes That what I Ordered ! Tyrone said well that be all ? The Black Guy said Yes, The Black Guy had me lay on the bed he kissed me long and deep, Than He Had me suck His Black Dick It was about 8' He was making love to me, He pushed my legs up, Over His shoulders and aligned His Black Dick to enter my pussy ass, He slid right in MMMM That's good,, Its been awhile sense had some ass, My girls all ways on the rag and won't let me Fuck her in the ass, He kissed me some more, I moaned with pleasure, As His Black Dick pounded into to my Hole, After a while he pushed into me deep and held still, I could feel His Black Dick pulsating in my ass, He was cumming in me, The Black Guy rolled off of me, I'm going to hop in the jacuzzi and get cleaned up, I watched His Black Body as He got in the jacuzzi, He said come here Bitch get me some soap, I got the soap and returned to the jacuzzi, He told me to rub it on Him, I soaped Him up, And reached down to soap His Black Cock, Get a towel Bitch and dried your Man off, As I dried Him off His Black Dick started to grow again, He order me down to my knees and pushed His Black Dick into my mouth, After a few Mins He pulled out and jacked His Black Dick till He was Cumming all over my face, He got dressed and said Your going to be my regular bitch Now ! As soon as He left, I started to remove the female gear, I felt dirty, And I got in the jacuzzi and washed off , As I looked into the mirror at my self nude and dirty , When the door opened It was Tyrone again, Tyrone went over to the dresser and opened a drawer He pulled out some leather gear, A leather hardness, some restraints, A collar, And a Cock Cage, Tyrone Dressed me in the Leather gear, And put the Cock Cage on my Dick and locked it in place, He put the leather Collar around my neck, He put the key around His neck, And said He would be the key keeper from now on , How that feel ? He than took off His All His clothes, Revealing a very sculpture body, He locked my hands together, And tied them to the top of the bed, He that put some Tit Enlargers on my Tits, He said The sucking on my nipples would make them bigger! He kissed me, Than He put a Mouth Gag on me, It was make to keep my mouth open, He said it was to keep my teeth covered, Look in the mirror, See how you look, with the Mouth Gag in place, Then He put His Black Cock thru the hole and started to fuck my Mouth and down my throat, I could do nothing but except his Massive Black Cock.. His Smegma the cheese started to come off in my mouth, You like that cheese going to put you on a steady diet of Smegma every day , He Fucked my Mouth for a while, He rolled me over, He spread my legs apart, And positioned Him self to enter my hole, His Black Dick slid inch by inch till He had all 12' of Black Dick in my hole, He fucked like a rabbit fast in and out, Finely He was getting close He pulled my ass cheeks apart And put His full weight into his thrust and His BBC was buried deep, He grabbed me by the neck, And said I'm going to Cum OOOO YYYEES He held His place and I could feel His Black Dick jerking and throbbing in my hole, Giving you the Gift, Than I felt Him Coming squirting His Black Baby in me, Can you feel my Black Poz Seed in you ? That What You Want, Them Boi are Swimming there way up your intestinal track, ? I Own You Now ! He than gave me a shot, Of something I went out , I woke up to Tyrone slapping my face, I asked him what happened ? You fell a sleep, You'll been a sleep for a day now, While you were passed out, I called a Black buddy over, And did some bartering He put two tattoo on your ass, And in return He gets your ass two times, You well met Him this week, I went to the mirror and looked There was a tattoo on my ass It was a bar code :Black Owned: and on my right arm :For Black Use Only : He got up and jumped in the jacuzzi, He had the remote, in his hand He said hows it feel to be a prostitute ? I looked at Him.. Yes your body was sold Fri night, Two paying tricks and the second nigger Wants you as a regular every week end, A few clicks of the mouse and up came a prostitute web page, Tyrone hit another link, And there was my prostitute ad, The ad specified that I was for Black Use only, For Black Man wanting the interracial experience, It said Anything goes, Ask for the Bare Back special, There was pic of my face, And some nude pics of my body and ass and dick In a Cock Cage, I started to protest, And Tyrone Slapped my face, I told you that , I Own You Now , You life as it was Has passed , You were bore again on Fri , Now Your Black Owned ! You Are My Property Now ... I'm Your Black Master, Do you understand ? I reply Yes Sir
  15. 1 point
    Staying in a Manhattan hotel. Hadn't bottomed in a long time and was super horny. Fired up the usual apps, and put the word out that my hole was open and ready for all cummers. Wasn't long before I heard from a guy on bbrts who was into anon pump and dump. His profile was just a cock pic, but it looked nice so I told him I'd be door unlocked ass in the air for him. At exactly the appointed time I was assuming the position as I heard the door open. I buried my face in the pillow so he'd know I wasn't trying to sneak a peek. Hearing the sound of a guy I had never seen dropping his pants to the floor behind me turned me on like crazy. I few seconds later I heard him ripping open the packet of lube I had left on the bed and I couldn't wait to feel that anonymous cock inside me. He began expertly fingering my hole. Wasn't what I wanted but it felt really good. After a minute I took a big hit of poppers and started backing into him, hoping he would take the hint. He did, and his well greased pole slid inside of me. After a few thrusts, he pulled out and stretched me back open with his fingers and shoved back in me again. He spent the next 15 minutes or so skillfully working my hole with his fingers and his long cock. I quickly learned to just relax and let him do as he wished. My hole was really opened now and ready to get fucked properly. As he got more and more turned on he began pulling my cheeks apart as far as he could as he started ramming his cock into me, fully pulling out, and ramming it in again. It felt so good, after such a long dry spell to have my hole worked properly. After a few minutes of methodical fucking he suddenly stopped and pushed himself deep into me as he shot his load. I thanked him, and as he was getting dressed, snuck a quick peak. He was tall, dark skinned, with a really hot swimmers build. He left as quickly and quietly as he had arrived. My hole was really ready for some action now, so I went back online and quickly heard from a guy on CL who promised me 9" of bbc. That sounded exactly like what I needed so I invited him over. He arrived, good looking, really tall, and nice body. His cock, even soft, dangled low and he instructed me to suck him till he was good and hard. I was happy to oblige and in a few minutes he was the full rock hard 9" he had promised. I got into position for some doggy style. He opened my ass and shoved himself in me dry. I was thankful for the leftover lube and cum the last guy had left inside me. He fucked me hard for a few minutes, his dry cock starting to really build up some friction. Fortunately, just as it was starting to become painful, he came and pulled out quickly. That hard, dry fucking had actually chaffed his cock so he washed it off and put some lotion on it before he left. I still wasn't completely satisfied so I went back on CL and almost immediately met another bbc that looked interesting. Even better, he was only a block away, so I asked him over. He showed up and he was really sweet, well dressed and adorable. If I'd seen him on the street I probably would have pegged him for a bottom. I started sucking him and his cock quickly grew in length and thickness. Fully erect, he was over 9" and very thick, with a big mushroom head. Exactly the kind of bbc that white bottoms dream about. Unfortunately as soon as I stopped sucking it completely deflated. I told him I wanted him to fuck me and went back to work. He slowly got harder and harder till I had a giant fucktool in my mouth again. But again, as soon as it got rock hard it would go limp. I kept working on him and finally got it hard the third time just as I was about to give up from exhaustion. I again said I needed him to fuck me and rolled over and back into doggy style position. He got behind me, got lubed, and started stroking his cock. I could feel the head brushing against my ass and my balls and could tell he wasn't completely hard. At this point, all I could do was wait and hope for the best. After a few minutes he started pushing the head of his cock against my hole and if felt like he was hard enough to get the job done. I took another big hit of poppers and did my best to open up and make things easy for him. He slowly slid himself fully into me and started fucking. A little awkward at first but we soon settled into a rhythm and his huge cock sliding inside and out of me started to feel really good. He started pumping faster and faster and suddenly pulled out. I was just starting to get into it and was worried that he had already cum. He started stroking his cock and I realized he just needed to get himself hard again. After a few minutes I could feel his head growing again against my ass and with yet another hit of poppers, I took him all the way inside of me. I immediately matched his rhythm, slamming my ass against his pelvis as he thrust inside me. He was rock hard now and his long thick cock was giving my hole exactly what it needed. I was moaning and groaning in pleasure as he showed me what a real bbc is capable of. I matched him stroke for stroke until he finally wore me out. I started sliding down onto the bed and started pulling away from his still thrusting cock thinking he would get the hint and let me take a break. Instead he pushed me down onto my stomach as he continued slamming his hard tool into my ass. All I could do was lay there with him on top of me and enjoy it. Once he'd completely used my ass up he let loose his load inside of me and pulled out. I could barely do anything but try and catch my breath while he got dressed to leave. Once he was gone, I quickly passed out, dreaming sweet dreams of bbc.
  16. 1 point
    ANOTHER REAL EXPERIENCE – Unsuspected Pnp’ers Who knew they partied? A recent series of posts on Breeding Zone, discussing whether or not your friends are aware of your partying activities got me thinking about the times I discovered someone I knew and would never have expected indulged, was instead well-acquainted with enhanced sex. For 16 years, I've managed to keep my party life from interfering with my two careers or other "normal world" day-to-day activities. Some periods I attend pnp parties once or twice a week, some periods a few times a month, sometimes only once a month. In answer to your question, CERTAIN friends know I party (certainly my husband knows I do, though he does not - our open sexual relationship for the past 27+ years and our opposite work schedules mean I do so only during those times he is working which he is cool with). Only one of my straight friends knows I party, and select gay/bi friends. Usually those are friends I've either met "in the scene" who have crossed over into being actual real-world friends that one could rely on, rather than just pnp-buds (who are fine too, so long as one realizes the limitations and true parameters of that kind of interaction). However, every once in a while I'm surprised to discover someone I never expected is a partier, and I always get a kick out of hooking up in a situation like that. When my husband and I lived in Hell’s Kitchen in the 90s, directly across the air-shaft that sank through the center of our apartment building lived two guys who like us were musical theater performers – these guys were both hot and ripped African-American dancers (my hubby and I are Anglo – and like them I had a muscled dancer bod). It got to the point where we would all do 3 ways and 4 ways together… the catch being that either one or both of them would come to our place, or I would go to theirs by climbing across the airshaft 4 stories up! (My hubby, an opera singer, could not do the same). To be fair, the ventilation shaft was shaped like a hexagon <=> and we crawled across where in the angle where the two windows met. Like us, one of them was really kinky and the other pretty vanilla so no enhancements were ever included. They eventually moved out to LA to do music videos. Then, a few years later, after I had started to pnp a bit more, I bumped into Craig, the kinky one, at a buddy’s afternoon chemparty and finally got to play with him in a supercharged way – we did so several times during the time he was back in New York for a show – it was great to finally fuck that beautiful hot ass bareback and get fucked by his fat black cock the same way, along with some major hole play between us. There was a hot but conservative couple I knew that for years were very vocally anti-party - we'd played together, but it took longer for me to get to their place then the un-enhanced sex would actually take, and so I didn't go out often. Then one day out of the blue they had a total switch and my numerous sessions with them since have been very hoT - I've written about them in my true experiences blog on this site. The same for an actor/director I knew only professionally - we'd starred in two productions together and he'd directed me in a third... what a Christmas Present it was when this guy - a married guy with kids who had a TV series in the 80s and is in a ton of movies we've all seen - got me alone at a rehearsal for "A Christmas Carol" and told me he was bisexual and a 'mutual friend' had assured him that I could mentor him in the T-fueled gay sex scene which I gladly said I would... this was made even more ironic in that I was playing Bob Crachit and he was playing Ebenezer Scrooge at the time. Imagine if you will seeing Crachit and Scrooge naked, blowing clouds and booty bumping, with Crachit topping and breeding a leather restrained Scrooge and giving him chem piss... yeah we played that up in our first sex session (even used the British accents...). One of our other first sessions took place in his house one evening, in his office/library room while his soon-to-be ex-wife was out – we swapped pipe hits while fucking on his desk and blowing clouds on the family pics on his desk. When they separated, he took an apartment in Upper Manhattan and we pnp’d there frequently. Another surprise was recent and very, very welcome. During the '90s when I lived in Hell's Kitchen, there were a number of regularly scheduled sex parties in NYC. There was one I attended very frequently where the guys running it would not charge me the entrance fee if I would come early and get the sex started (having no inhibitions). One of the event runners, Bill, was one of the hottest guys I'd ever had sex with and we'd frequently save our last encounter of the night for each other when we'd flip-fuck, both of us having spent the rest of evening topping others. While I would do some bottoming on some nights, he never did at all, except for me and one other guy and only at the end of the party, because the other guys in management didn't want his big cock and butch leather reputation to be sullied among the other customers/guests - apparently, they felt, correctly it seems, that the possibility of being fucked by him brought lots of guys back week after week. Bill and I also very naughtily broke the “always use a condom” pledge that was part of the event rules somewhat frequently… however, it was usually so late that there’d be no one to notice who ever would have complained or reported it, and hell, he was one of the event runners! Anyway, these parties were very much NOT chem-friendly so how would I know he was into it? After 12 years without seeing each other, he read one of my "real experience" blogs on Tumblr, and as he said "I knew immediately that had to be you!" and sent a message. Funny, he was afraid I wouldn't remember, or that I'd not be interested - WRONG!! I nearly fell out of my chair trying to respond immediately - it's nice to know that someone you think was one of the most amazing sex partners EVER thinks the same of you! The first time I saw him after those 12 years, I met him in midtown to introduce him to my candyman. After sitting around with a few other guys and blowing clouds with them, we couldn’t keep our hands off each other – and since nothing was going to be happening where we were for at least a few more hours – we found a nearby hotel room, raced over there, got naked, loaded up our pipes and dove all over each other. We both ate hole for what seemed like hours, since we’re both addicted to rimming and we each do it VERY well. It was a very hot, unexpected surprise (we hadn’t planned on playing until the following week) and though it was only a couple of hours, it was just so much fun to really LET GO with this kindred spirit. Just this past weekend, I introduced him to a hot versatile couple I play with sometimes in the Bronx, and it was the first time I saw him slammed (he’s done so very infrequently)… it was amazing to watch him truly relax and just have FUN while the four of us flip fucked and enjoyed each other all around. So we've now partied together - one on one, which is unusual for me - several times now and the sessions have been awesome. We also relate on a number of other levels including having husbands with physical disabilities, and its great to have someone to talk about that with as well - its been double bonus time for both of us!
  17. 1 point
    Early this morning, I'm on Grindr and I'm smoking and the more I smoke, the more uninhibited I become. I then saw a guy with a hot body and a screen name with devil in it. He hits me up, "you bottom?" I replied, "Sure." Address? 16 minutes later he's at my door, I have it dark. He walks in takes me to the bed pushes my head toward the center of the bed while positioning my legs and ass where he wants me. In the mirror I see this 5'7" chiseled stud with a red beard and a beautifull huge fat cock and above it his cock below the band line is a bio tat. I took the can of Maximum Impact and sprayed it into a sock and inhaled deeply. As I felt the world exlpoding around me he was fucking me so intently he began to explode inside me! I reached back and with both hands, I pulled his body as close to me as possible and he pushed his poz cock as far up inside me as possible and he moaned. It was so fucking awesome.
  18. 1 point
    Total pigs and cumsluts like me do not make for the best of faithful partners - sure we are great sex, that is why our partners are with us - but it takes a special kind of top to tolerate being in a relationship with a pig that constantly craves cock and seed. We can't help our cravings - it is what we are born for - to take cock and seed and that need permeates every fibre in our body. My current partner is a great man and I love him heaps - he is great sex and I get plenty of it from him - but that insatiable need for hard cock inside me always wins out over everything else. We have only been together a short while and he is a one on one man and up until recently I lived within the rules. Then, oh fuck - Mardi Gras fortnight came along. For years I have spent those two weeks taking cock and seed from all over the world and absolutely loving it. This year I was going to try and keep a lid on my slutting out - until my partner told me he had to go to Melbourne for four days for work. He did the worst thing he could have done the morning he was leaving, he threw a good 20 minute fuck into me before he left for the airport. Suddenly I was alone., naked in bed, with a load seed in me and horny as fuck. I knew I needed more cock (or dildo - which I resort to at times to satisfy myself fully) so I thought I would hook onto BBRTS and see if I could get "just one more fuck". I threw up a quick connect ad and within 25 mins a middle aged American man, hairy chest nice fat cut cock was talking to me. He was looking for a pig and I knew I was looking for a pig fucker, so in no time at all really we arranged a hook up in his city hotel. I told him my partner had already loaded up my mancunt and he told me not to get rid of the load as he wanted it for lube. In no time I was on the train and headed for town. He was a great fuck, he rimmed, fingered and fucked me for a good half an hour. It was like old times for me, my legs open and a strange cock in me and me enjoying every thrust of his gorgeous cock and the feel of his large balls slapping against my hole. As he blew I arched my back and worked his cock so hard with every muscle in my hole. As he pulled out he reached for the towel, which I quickly pushed aside and went to work to complete the job, cleaning his cock and balls and ensuring what never went in my hole went down my throat as I stuck my tongiue in his piss slit to make sure I got every filament of his seed in me. After some small talk he said ÿou want more". That was music to my ears as I certainly did want him to fuck me again. But, I was misreading what he was saying he meant did I want to fuck for a group. He got back on line and shortly said to me - another top is five minutes away - he wants you blindfolded on all fours. Just like old times I got really excited and knew I was in for a day getting banged. He blindfolded me and I heard the buzzer ring and he left me in the room while he went down to retrieve the top to fuck me. As they walked in he was tellin the top there were already two loads in me. The American slapped my arse and asked me to push some seed back for the top/. I obeyed. I could hear the sounds of undressing and within a minute or so I could feel a cock probing at my hole. In one thrust a good sized cock was buried to the hilt in me - and the hard fucking began and the yank cheered him on from the sidelines. "You like that cock piglet"and "fuck him hard"and "breed the cunt"and "make the pig squeal" were among his verbal onslaught. The top obviously loved it as he fucked me really hard digging his fingers into my hips before finally letting out a guttural groan and unloading in me. "pull it out and let the pig clean you up"the yank said. I immediately spun around and felt for his cock - it tasted wonderful with that lovely pungent taste of three seeds mixed on it. He left and the yank offered me a beer. I accepted as I was hot and bothered and then he told me had organised an Asian and white guy couple to come over and fuck me. He started fingering my sloppy cum filled hole and asked me if I was up for more cock. The dormant slut in me had risen fully and I was ready for the entire city to fuck me. I said yes. Within an hour they arrived the white guy about 50 salt and pepper hair and a hairy chest with a nice average uncut cock, his Asian partner slim, hairless, about 35, average cut cock and I immediately set to work getting them hard. The Asian guy fucked me first and within five minutes he was groaining and busting his nuts in me. His boyfriend immediately took over. The Asian boy walked to my head so I could clean him while his partner fucked me doggy style. After I cleaned the Asian up the yank stuffed his half hard meat in my mouth and I was relieved as I knew I was going to get another serve off him. "Hey piglet do you think you could take both our cocks" he asked. With a mouthful of his now hard thick cock I nodded yes. When they DP'd me I was in heaven, there is nothing nicer for a bottom pig than to feel that full of cock you feel like you are being split in two. I stayed as still as so I could keep both cocks in me as long as possible and let the tops fuck me how they wanted and in what position. The yank had the best of it as he was on top while the white guy was under me and after about five minutes the yank said Ï am going to breed your pig cunt" - he thrust hard and blew in me and all over the white guys cock in me. He slipped out and rolled on to my chest and the white guy pounded me for a few minutes before he too unloaded in me. I loved the verballing I got off both the white guy and the yank - they reminded me of what I was - a fucking cumdump pig. After I cleaned up all the cocks, I felt so complete, so happy and so used - but at the same time thrilled to be filled with loads. My yank friend said he had a dinner date and I got dressed - conscious of my dripping cunt and headed home to suburbia. When I got home I immediately put a butt plug in me to keep all the seed in me for as long as possible. Like all true cumdumps - I had a spring in my step.
  19. 1 point
    Hello to everyone. My name is Wyleymike and I have been a member here for awhile but I've never done much participation even though I always have things to say. So, I begin my blog here but I'm actually continuing it from my almost 2 year old blog at tumblr that was recently deleted. I think I still have the shoe print from those fascists. They decided without any sort of warning, that my blog violated child porn rules. Of course I'm writing this because I have not done this. My blog was about incest and taboo. Since incest is a huge part of my sexual life, I'm sure I mentioned things that I experienced as a kid etc. I decided that I'm going to focus this blog on the breeding aspects of my adventures. I can certainly incorporate my family involvement in my own breeding and such. I'm sure guys on here will appreciate that. I don't advocate sex with minors. I'm very opinionated about age of consent but that is more about politics. Everything else will be tabled until I can privately chat with those of you who want that. I welcome comments and most likely will respond to all. On a more sexual topic... Right now, I'm sitting in front on my window edging to the building across the street where some guys join in and others act like they're not. Been breeding for generation, guys. I like the younger guys getting bred before 21. That shows commitment. That means there's a lucky toxic dad out there. Enjoy your evening and your cocks, guys! wMike
  20. 1 point
    Pete (BF) and I went to a BB party last night. Lots of favors. Lots of muscleboys. Not enough tops.... Anyway, when we left this morning, the host handed us three bags of T - said he wanted it out of his house. So....Pete and I stretched the party on through the afternoon - smokin' a little - playin' a little. Finally, about six o'clock, Pete said, "Ya know, we're both clean, we're both fuckin' high.............tubs?" "You're readin' my mind, fucker!" I grinned. It didn't take us thirty minutes before we had our bags packed, and were in the truck headed to Midtowne. While Pete drove, I got on the cell phone and called the bathhouse. Jimmy was workin' the front desk (thank God!) "Hey Jimmy. Pete an' I are headed down there. Anybody in the Mirror Room?" I asked. "Not right now," he answered. "I can hold it for 15 minutes." "Great!" I answered. "We'll be there in ten. We shouldn't have worried - the parking lot was practically empty. But it was just 7 pm. We grabbed our two duffle bags - toys, leather, lube, favors and a small DVD player, and headed in to the nondescript three story building. "Damn! You must've been right around the corner," Jimmy said, when we walked up to the check-in window. "Never hurts to ask for our favorite room," I grinned, trying not to grind my jaws and show how spun I was. Pete slid his ID, membership card and cash through the small passthrough under the window. Jimmy buzzed him through the door and handed him a key and towel. I followed next, getting the obligatory locker (which I wouldn't use) and Jimmy buzzed me through, too. "Have fun guys," Jimmy winked, giving us a knowing smile. We'd played with him in the past, and he could get into some kinky shit! AND he has a HUGE cock!!! We briefly checked out the downstairs hot tub and shower (both empty) before hiking up to the third floor where our room was. The Mirrored Room is exactly that - floor-to-ceiling mirrors on all four walls, and covering the ceiling. I don't think they're real glass mirrors. Probably some kind of reflective plastic sheets. But the effect is really good! It's also a double room, so you get a larger bed and more room to play Pete hooked up the DVD player, while I covered the cheap foam mattress with our black rubber sheet and laid out our toys and leather. "Ya think any of the guys from the party will be here?" I asked Pete while massaging his broad shoulders. "Mmmm - I could hope that hot muscleboy Trey would show up!" he grinned. "I'd love to feel that cock in me again - and I bet he'd be hot in leather!" "Yeah, he was hot - and what about that black guy from Houston - Tristan, I think his name was? Nice big, uncut cock!" I added. "Or, we could be stuck with each other," he said, swiveling around and grabbing my crotch while biting one of nipples through my ribbed tank top. "Mmmmm - I'd be okay with that," I replied, grabbing the back of his head and pressing it to my chest. "Fuck, you're hot!" Pete said smiling. "No - you're hot!" I countered. He gave me that same devilish grin that he did when we met at the baths 20 years ago. I'm so lucky to be married to such a hot man who's as much of a pig as I am, and who enjoys as much anonymous sex. As long as we end up going home together.... "Load up that pipe, and let's get started!" Pete finally said, breaking our embrace. I separated the three bags of crystal that we got at the party - hid two in our duffle and opened one. "This was some good shit that Marty had," I said, scooping out a medium-sized shard and dropping it in the glass pipe. "Yeah, we need to find out who he's buyin' from. I wanna get some more. Whole lot better than that crap Billy sold us over at Club Dallas," Pete answered. "Turn up the volume," I asked Pete. I wanted something to cover the sound of the hissing that our torch made when firing up the pipe. Soon, the moans of Drew Peters being fucked and fisted by Lito Cruz were filling the room, and I started the torch. It didn't take long before the shard liquefied and thick white smoke started to flow up the glass tube. I took the first hit - held it - then shotgunned it into Pete's lungs. I love this part - feeling his stubbled chin against mine - his warm lips - his thick muscular tingue - - - and we're getting fucking high!!! Makes me feels so good and dirty! Pete took the pipe and fired it up again, taking a long, deep hit - and then covering my mouth with his while I inhaled his chembreath. We both laid back on the bed, gazing at our reflection on the ceiling - waiting for the meth to hit. "I'm gonna go check my hole," Pete said, sitting up and digging through our duffle for the douche bulb. He stripped off his tank and jeans, grabbed the bathhouse issue towel and headed to the shower. While he was gone, I stripped myself, did a couple dozen pushups on the sticky floor (gotta have pumped pecs), and snorted some crushed tina (I still love the old school method and the burn in my nose). To be fair, I laid out a line for Pete for when he got back. I heard the key in the lock, and Pete walked in. "Well? Were you clean?" I asked. "Yeah - perfectly clear. But you know, I always have to check," he raised an eyebrow, signaling his obsession with having a clean fuckhole. "Do a line. You'll feel better," I smiled, pointing to the line of meth on the small travel mirror. He smiled and kissed me. "And that's why I love you," he said, taking the silver straw and snorting the white powder up his nostrils. I took the douche bulb and a towel and headed down the hall for my own cleanout. As expected, my cleanout was just like Pete's. We hadn't eaten anything for 24 hours before the party, because we wanted to be clean AND we wanted the drugs to have maximum effect. And since we never really stopped parTying, we still hadn't eaten anything - just lots of water. Neither of us are into scat, so a clean hole is at the top of our playlist....along with meth. Coming back to the room, I saw a tall, muscular guy standing at the end of our hallway. He was a regular at the baths, but we'd never played with him. He had the musclebear look, but I had no idea what he was into. He could've been a cop for all I knew. He nodded and I nodded back. When I got to our room, I had to knock - Pete still had the key. I stood there for what seemed eternity, my towel over my shoulder and the douche bulb in clear sight. Musclebear clearly knew where I'd been and what I'd been doing - - - fuck! what do I care? in fact, I probably WANT him to know that my ass is clean and ready to fuck! Jeez! I way overthink things sometimes.... Pete finally opened the door and I went in. But....thanks to thinking past my embarrassment, I left the door open, and went about my business in the room. Musclebear did walk by - slowing down to take a look, and saw that there were two hot guys in the room! Pete had already put on his leather harness and armbands and was working on getting a leather ballstretcher around his tweaked balls. I figured if Musclebear was interested, he'd seen enough to know what we were into (except the meth). "Mmmm - he looked hot," Pete said. "Yeah, we've seen him before. Don't know what he's into," I answered. "He can be IN me!" Pete joked. "Pig!" I added. "Slut!" he slung back. We both laughed. "Bump?" I asked, waving the baggy in front of Pete's eyes. "You need to ask?" he said, with a raised eyebrow. I licked my index finger and stuck it in the baggy - covered it in crystal. "Show me that hole, babe," I said, holding my hand steady so as not to lose any "product." He got on his hands and knees and reached back to spread his beautiful, muscled ass cheeks. His hole was already puckered from the workout it had gotten at the party the night before. He was teasing me by pushing it out and showing a beginning rosebud. "Hold it open, or I'll spill," I instructed. When it was open, I slid my finger in deep and rotated, wiping the drug on the lining of his rectum. "Fucckkkkkkkkkk!" Pete moaned - not in pain, but in the knowing pleasure that this was going to send him higher. He rolled over on his back and stretched his legs out before sitting up on the edge of the bed. "Okay - now you," he said, taking the baggy away from me. I lay on my back and locked my arms behind my knees, forcing my legs back and my ass up. "Fuck! I never get tired of your hole!" Pete said grinning. I pushed my hole out in response. "Ooooh - hungry, aren't we?" he said, licking his finger, dipping it in the bag and depositing a heft dose of meth in my fuck chute. I welcomed the burn, and the knowledge of the high that would soon come. "Do you think we party too much?" I asked. Pete wrinkled his brow in fake thought. "Not if you like the best, nastiest, longest, kinkiest sex ever," he finally answered. I slid my black leather harness over my head and adjusted the snaps for a tight fit. The workouts at the gym had paid off and the harness really showed off the work on my shoulders and chest. "Now I know why you like the Mirrored Room," Pete said, catching me admiring my reflection. "You know how gays are - it's all about the first impression," I replied. "Don't worry, babe. You look fuckin' hot!" Pete answered. For two daddy-types in our fifties, we both looked damn good. Our only downside was that we were all too often mistaken for tops! Don't get me wrong - we'll breed an ass if it gets one of our cocks hard - but both of us really prefer getting fucked. I slipped on a red cotton jock and my leather biker's cap, while Pete squeezed into a pair of rubber shorts with a codpiece. "Time to take a cruise around the place?" I said, lighting a cigarette and offering one to Pete. "Yeah - hope this wasn't a waste of time," he answered. He grabbed the key and put the elastic band around his wrist and we headed out. The 3rd floor was pretty dead - a few doors open, but the guys inside appeared to be asleep. No sign or Musclebear. There was an AIDS-wasted daddy in the black light room dildo-fucking his hole. He might be fun for later. We headed down the stairs to the 2nd floor. A few more doors were open, but still no action - or at least the kind of action we were looking for. We headed into the maze (in a far corner of the 2nd floor). It was pretty quiet - usually if it's active, you can hear moans and gags and sucking sounds. We made it all the way through without getting groped (kind of disappointing), and I sat down on one of the benches to watch the porn on the TV hanging from the ceiling. Pete kept walking - I figured he was gonna check out the lockers and the hot tub/ communal shower on the 1st floor. I was kinda gooning out to the vanilla porn on the TV when I noticed some movement to my right. There are gloryholes placed throughout the maze, and there happened to be one next to the bench I was sitting on. A nice-sized cock was hanging within reach! It wasn't hard, but it was nice and thick. I shifted slightly on the bench so that I was facing the gloryhole, and gently cupped my hands under the shaved balls. I heard a low moan from the other side of the plywood wall, and circled my thumb and index finger around the cock and balls like a cockring. More moaning. Now normally, cocksucking is low on my list of sexual desires - but for some reason, meth turns me on to it. Without hesitation, I swallowed the whole thing in my mouth and began to suck like crazy. The cock jumped back a little at first, but I still had a firm hold with my right hand. Within seconds, the piece of dickmeat started to fill with blood and harden! I continued to suck and slurp and swallow - and be the noisy cocksucker methpig that I am. I'm sure anyone within earshot heard what was going on. I bet it wasn't two minutes before I heard a voice on the other side of the wall mumble "Gonna cum!" Then I felt the hot bullets hitting the roof of my mouth and back of my throat - and then the salty sweet taste of cum. He shot a HUGE load! When I came off the cock for air, he was still shooting, and I got a nice glob in my goatee. For awhile, all I could hear was panting on the other side, as the cock slowly softened. Finally, I released my hold, and the guy backed away from the hole. He could have easily come around the corner to me, but he went the other direction and out the door. I caught a glimpse of him as he left - a tall older guy who had felched several loads of cum out of my ass on a previous visit. He was really pretty hot, but I guess because of his age, he didn't get a lot of action. (That's one thing I don't like about the gay lifestyle - we're all gonna get old, and we all still want sex. So be kind to your elders!) I met Pete coming up the stairs from the 1st floor. "Gotta little cum in your beard buddy!" he said, leaning in and trying to lick off the splatter. I deep tongue kissed him so he could taste the cum in my mouth. "Mmmmm - - - tastes like you've been busy," he grinned. "Gotta take your loads when and where you can," I answered. "Find any hotties around?" I asked. "Nah - coupla cute twinks in the hot tub, but that's it - but it's only 8:30 - still pretty early," he replied. "I need another smoke," I said. "Pipe or cigarette?" he asked. "Both!"
  21. 1 point
    Another Real Experience: - Excelling at CusTomer Service; Part 3 – Rental Surprise I had actually posted this true story elsewhere but those sites are "no more", now's the perfect time to include it with my real experiences that came about because of my work in real estate – to be fair, this doesn’t happen OFTEN, but being a realtor has afforded me a number of unexpected chances to play - even more frequently than my OTHER career, performing. Therefore, here's a few more of the hotter sessions that started out as "just work". So a couple of summers back, a friend and colleague was going on vacation for a couple of weeks and asked me a favor - she knew that I generally don't do rentals, only sales, but these were customers of hers who had bought a new bigger house and wanted to rent out their current one for a year or two until the market improved. I generally DON'T do rentals, but she's a good friend, and it was a $3000 rental, so a good commission. I go to the house to take pictures and to meet with the owners after my friend let them know I would be handling it, and was in for a bit of a surprise. I got to the place - it was awesome for a small house: pool, hot tub, koi pond, bbq pit in the back yard and great interiors with huge tubs and showers on each floor. The wife met me first, cool lady kinda hot in a "tough chick" sort of way... and then the husband came downstairs. Fortunately, his wife was looking at me and not him when his jaw hit the floor and he recognized me. I had to suppress a chuckle as I said "oh, hey Ted! Didn't know this was your house". Ted with a crooked smile said "yeah, it's my second wife's house, actually... and we just bought one together." "You two know each other? How cool!" Wifey number 2 puts in. "Yes," I said, "from the 'Y' - we work out at the same time frequently enough..." If she only knew HOW we'd worked out, one particular time in general... Ted is a real hottie - used to be an NYC fireman, now works construction as a carpenter and is a volunteer fireman in our 'burb here just outside the big apple. Built like a baseball or soccer player, he's got a great mesomorph body, awesome pecs, nice dick and a beautiful hairy bubble butt. Coloring -wise he's "Black Irish": very pale but not unattractive skin, piercing blue eyes and dark brown thick head of hair and a '70s clone-style 'stache that on him is very hot. He's about 2 inches shorter than my 6' and at the time he was - like me - in his late '40s but in really good shape. I'd immediately noticed him at the gym, years ago when I first moved back home to the burbs after a couple of decades in NYC. A total hottie and just my type. But a wedding ring, and though he looked around a lot more than usual for a straight guy, he didn't respond to any of the usual clues. Interestingly, our YMCA's steam room actually DOES get active every once in a while, but you have to be really careful as it is co-ed, though few women use the steam room. Also, some guys are just not cool. Ted had occasionally been in the steam room when some groping or even a little oral got started, but at first he always left. After a while, he started to stay, though appeared to look away. Finally he got to the point of openly watching. It was after one of those sessions when the guy who was blowing me did so for only about 2 minutes before he shot himself and hastily exited that we finally spoke to each other. "You seemed to be enjoying the show" I said, pointing out his tented towel. He actually blushed and said "yeah, I can't believe how easy it can be for you guys". We talked a bit (seems he HAD gotten some blow jobs from guys before in the past on a couple of occasions) so I asked if he wanted to try some more again. He said yes, but not there and invited me back to his new apartment, which he had gotten upon divorcing his wife. It was a very short drive, we could have walked, and I followed him in after pulling my "play bag" out of the trunk of my car. He was amazed that I had videos, lube, toys and leather gear with me, and that my partner was cool with me playing on the side when he was working. Ted said he wanted to try out more than just getting a blow job but was scared, and he lamented that he didn't have any weed because he knew that would relax him. I told him I didn't either (I actually have problems with the stuff, I may be allergic) but that I did have a pipe with me and stuff that would make him feel really good, and really horny and lower some inhibitions, but wouldn't leave him out of it or unaware of what was happening. He was all for it, and I pulled out the glass cock and filled it up with the icy crystals and *puff* he was having his first dance with Miss T. We popped in one of my videos that had a woman or two in a couple of the scenes, and stripped down to our boxers. Jerking led quickly to mutual jerking and soon the boxers were gone and I was on the floor between his hairy muscle thighs sucking that very nice dick - he loved it. I pulled out the poppers and took a huff, and swallowed his dick to the balls - he says "can I try some of those? What do I do?" I pulled off briefly, told him how to huff and NOT get stuff up his nose, took a hit, handed him the bottle and went back to sword-swallowing. He took a hit and moaned, so I pushed his legs up and attacked his hairy hole (knowing we'd both showered at the gym) and he just squirmed and loved that. I pulled back, asking if he liked it and he said "oh fuck yeah". I fired up the torch and we had a few more major hits, and I said "any interest in reciprocating?" He said he'd give it a shot... he took a few more fortifying puffs off the pipe, took a long hit of poppers and basically went nuts on my hard dick, sucking, licking, licking my balls and even a gave me a rim job - which he actually stayed on better and longer than the blow job (and - not his fault - he did use his teeth a bit unknowingly.) All the while, whenever his mouth was free for a moment, he was all "fuck this is hot, fuck this is hot". Finally he moved us to the bedroom... bringing my play bag, vids, the glass cock the poppers and all. A few more clouds shared and we were in a 69... nice. His tongue seemed more used to hole than dick (probably used to eating pussy) so he was back to that shortly. I asked if he wanted to fuck that hole, and he was all for it. I said watch the vid, while I check on something and left him with the torch and pipe and took my "emergency" kit to the bathroom and found I was just fine for being fucked, quickly washed the kit and got back in there. He asked what I had been doing, and I briefly explained without any off-putting details that I was making sure I was clean for a fuck. We puffed more (thank god he wasn't getting Tina Dick), I pulled out two kinds of lube and he mounted me - me on all fours with him behind and both of us facing the video. He liked it, a lot, and gave me a huge load. We puffed more when he got done, and he was clearly still majorly turned on. He kept asking about getting fucked, and what it felt like, and did it make me feel less like a man (hardly) and so on, and finally asked if he could try it if I would promise to stop if he hated it. I agreed, and he asked about the whole bathroom thing. I explained, gave him the kit, told him what to do, and how to do it and for how long, and set him at it with the poppers while I kicked back with the pipe. A little bit later he was back, like me there was really nothing there to worry about, and he made sure to wash well so I could get my tongue back in before we started. With the torch firing, we did hits while I blew some of the smoke up his butt and mounted him the way he did me - doggie style facing the porn. He didn't seem like the face to face kissing type - at least not yet. I gave him the poppers and told him to take some gentle huffs while I was entering him, and he did. Slowly but surely, I got inside and started a slow pulse after he told me he was okay and his hole had accepted it. We built up speed and had a long serious fuck that he seemed to like very very well. I didn't shoot, as I'd played the night before (that's why the bag was in the car) and he told me it was awesome, but he wasn't sure he'd ever have the guts to do it again. Sure enough, after that, he didn't quite avoid me at the gym, but he certainly never came to the steam room again and when he did speak to me it was in a group. Then my schedule changed and I was not working out at that time of day anymore... so I hadn't seen him much the last two years. UNTIL my friend asked me for a favor and I found myself listing his (well, his new wife's) house for rent. He did manage to let me know that he'd really enjoyed what we did... and maybe, MAYBE he might want to repeat sometime. I thought I might get the chance to have time to add some persuasion to that - but the listing was so damn good the place rented THAT afternoon as soon as I put it in the system. Ah well, if my friend needs to travel around the time they close on their new house... who knows?
  22. 1 point
    It took me three years of daily seeding and lots of beatings, bondage and extreme discipline to get my son to accept that he was going to like gay sex and ask for it. The breeding he was getting didn't occur to him. It was the ultimate breeding and I let it go full blown like I was so I could teach him how to breed. Now I come home from work and he's got another high school freshman tied down and already flooded with his toxic cum. The kid looked around to see if I was going to save him. I just talked to my son and took my cock out to jerk off. This was the third week in a row.
  23. 1 point
    I woke on Saturday and spent a few hours exploring Berlin’s museum island. I absent-mindedly poked around the Bode Museum, the Pergamon and a craft fair/flea market but my mind was on the Fickstutenmarkt coming up that evening. I noticed a lot of good looking guys, some with their wives/girlfriends, a few gay couples and some single guys and wondered if any of them would be fucking me that night. The Fickstutenmarkt, if you haven’t heard of it, is a gay horse fair. Bottoms (mares) arrive at the event early. They strip nude, have their hands bound, and are blindfolded with a sack/hood that is colour coded. White sacks stand for safe sex and red sacks stand for bareback. When all of the mares are in place and waiting, the Tops (stallions) arrive and are free to fuck or “cover” any mares they choose. There are a number of rules, but the top one is that mares cannot refuse any stallion who wants to fuck them. From reading the Fickstutenmarkt web site and thanks to other posters on Breeding Zone (like Bottomhole and DanishAss), I had some idea about what to expect at the event and also knew that it was important to arrive early as a mare to get a good spot. I arrived back at the hotel at 2 a couple of blocks from the venue and was aiming to be in the queue when it opened at 5:30. I spent lots of time cleaning out and getting ready. I stretched my hole a bit with an inflatable, and lubed up with Swiss Army silicone. I slipped on a pair of sweat pants, a t-shirt and my black lace-ups with short blue socks and walked the two blocks to the entrance, with my stomach in knots. I hadn’t eaten anything for about 36 hours at that point so, as usual before a big night out, I wasn’t sure whether what I was feeling was nervous butterflies, hunger or low blood sugar. The Berlin Fickstutenmarkt is held at the Kit-Kat Club but it uses a different entrance. A Berlin underground metro stop is right below the building and there is a nondescript door – something like a fire door – that opens right off the steps down to the metro. I arrived later than I intended; it was about 5:45, and there were about 10 guys ahead of me in the queue. I exchanged smiles with a couple of guys but everyone seemed a bit nervous like me and there was no conversing. When there were only about 4 or 5 guys ahead of me I could hear the door attendant switching between German and English as he asked each mare whether he knew what the event was about, that they would be blindfolded and fucked anonymously. Each guy said yes, paid the $10 or $12 euro fee (I can’t remember now which I was). And then the pattern stopped as I heard the attendant say “I’m sorry, we don’t have room for you tonight” to one guy. My heart stopped for a minute as I reviewed the thousands of dollars and kilometres that I had invested in this weekend that were going to waste. I had arrived 15 minutes too late. The guys ahead of me stayed in the queue so I did the same, hoping that there might still be some hope. There was a bit of back and forth conversation and then the guy who was turned away made his way past the rest of us as the queue started moving again. He was in his 60s with grey/white hair that needed cutting and I suddenly realized that he had been refused entry based on his appearance. I had read on the website that this was possible, but hadn’t expected to witness it. I started feeling quite sad for the fellow, thinking that a haircut could have made all of the difference, but didn’t have time to finish the thought as it was my turn at the door. “Do you know what the event is about” I was asked. I said yes. “Do you know that you will wear a hood and can’t see anything while you are fucked?” Yes. “Have you read the rules on the web site?” Yes. “Okay” I paid the fee and went through another door. Before my eyes had a chance to adjust to the very dim lighting, I was approached by a stall helper wearing a white tank top like I’d seen in pictures on the website. He handed me an empty garbage bag and my hood, told me to strip off everything but my shoes, and then take the bag down a nearby staircase. He patted me on the ass and gently pushed me toward an opening in a black tarp-like wall. Inside there were about ten other guys, half already naked and holding their hoods, and the rest in various stages of undress. I took a deep breath, pulled my t-shirt over my head, kicked off my shoes and pulled my sweats off. I re-tied my shoes and threw my clothes in the bag. There were a few guys ahead of me making their way down the staircase. At the bottom right was a doorway covered by a black curtain. On the left there was an open door with light pouring from it. As I arrived at the bottom of the stairs, three stall helpers were waiting. One took my garbage bag, tied a tag on it while another held me by the waist as he turned me from side to side to let the third guy write a number (37) on each shoulder and my upper back. Finally, they turned me to face away from the door as I felt the smack from a large rubber stamp on my ass. I didn’t have time to look at it before they tied a piece of white rope to my right wrist and pointed me back up the stairs. Back on the main floor I remembered others’ advice to get a good spot early and avoid being placed standing up somewhere. I quickly found the large square padded platform that I had seen in the X-tube fickstutenmarkt video. There were already guys holding spots at each corner and one in the middle of 3 of the 4 sides. The fourth side was the furthest from the entrance, but I took it. I was between two guys in their 30s, both cute and nicely tanned, which contrasted against my very white skin. I had been in the sun on my deck a few times over the summer and had a slight tan line but in this dim lighting I didn’t know if it was visible at all. Along the perimeter of the room on two sides were padded bench-style chairs. There were a few open spaces but most were occupied. Overall, the bottoms in the room were really good looking and masculine. Quite a few had chest or facial hair, and were nicely endowed. My relatively small package seemed to have shrunk from the anticipation or just being nude, and it fought my frequent efforts to casually pull it outward for better presentation. I figured that since I was number 37 and there had been at least 10 guys behind me in the queue to enter, there were at least 50 mares in the building by the time I climbed back up the stairs. More guys were steadily entering and undressing, so I think there must have been at least 100 bottoms by the time it started. We waited in silence on my side of the padded bench for what seemed like an eternity but must have been about an hour. I noticed that the guy on my right had a watch and wondered if I should have worn one given some online comments from others about losing track of time at the event. Then I realized that I’d have a hood over my eyes anyway so a watch wouldn’t help once it started. Finally, the music seemed to get a bit louder, the lights dimmed a bit and the stall helpers made their way around the perimeter of the room to bind mares’ wrists and tie their hoods in place. I realized that the wrist binding was mainly symbolic since most bound mares still had 30-40 centimetres of play between their hands. But I noticed that the hoods went on much tighter. If mares could see anything, it was very little. I suddenly noticed a bit of a scramble around my platform as the others grabbed lube packets from the centre of the bench and lubed or re-lubed their holes. I stood and managed to grab a packet and finger some into my hole just before one of the helpers tied my left wrist to my right and quickly pulled the sack down over my head. He deftly rolled the edge of the sack over a few times so that a thick band was across my eyes and the bridge of my nose and pulled it snug. He was an expert. The band was tight enough that I couldn’t open my left eye under the sack. I could open my right eye with some discomfort as the sack squished my eyelashes. But the best I could see was downwards across my right cheek to my chest. My heart started thumping as I realized just how helpless I was. I was going to be fucked and I wasn’t going to know by who. The event rules went through my head, “a mare cannot refuse a stallion, must always surrender to him and let himself be mounted.” After months of anticipation, this was suddenly very real. I told myself this is what I wanted and it was too late to back down now. I tried to relax and got myself in position with my head down, elbows on the bench, feet on the floor and ass in the air. It took a few minutes for the helpers to finish tying and blindfolding the mares and while I waited I found that with my limited vision in one eye and my head on the mattress I could see down across my chest, and between my legs toward the wall behind me. It was not much and I wouldn’t be able to see anything beyond crotch height, but I’d know if someone was standing behind me. The music was suddenly much louder. I waited. Time was really hard to gauge. I had a moment of panic. What if a guy fucked me with a PA and ripped me up like Bottomhole experienced? I’d started Truvada back in August and took it religiously so I wasn’t worried about HIV, but what about Hep C? I tried to focus on the feeling of being exposed and the gentle wafts from the ventilation system on my hole. And I also remembered several guys who said that they didn’t get fucked that much at Fickstutenmarkt. Maybe I’d just stay here, bent over until I’d had enough waiting and decided to call a helper to help me leave. A guy somewhere around me moaned like he was feeling a bit of pain and then I felt the cushioning of the bench flex nearby. The guy to my left let out an “ahhh.” I opened my eye and looked down between my legs. There were at least two guys behind me. One moved out of sight but from what I could see of his thigh (it was fairly defined and had a bit of hair), the remaining guy seemed to be facing toward me. I waited for a bit and looked between my legs again. He was still there. I was just picturing him standing behind me surveying the room when I felt a finger slide in my hole. It pumped in and out a few times then withdrew. I felt a large knob at my hole. He pushed in so that the head popped past my sphincter. It was my time to moan and just as I did that he slid all the way in. I could feel his pubes on the edge of my hole and I was glad I’d stretched it earlier. He fucked me in a nice medium rhythm for a few minutes. Once in a while he’d thrust extra hard and I’d experience a moment of pain, but it felt so good. Guys all around me were moaning. Our shoulders were rubbing together as we bent over toward the centre of the platform. My first fucker withdrew and I felt that moment of emptiness as the head popped out of my hole. I don’t think he had cum, and I figured none of the tops would want to do that so early in the evening. As he patted my ass and moved away, I raised my head and grinned. I was at the Fickstutenmarkt surrounded by good looking guys getting fucked. I had had my first fuck and was ready for more. Any doubts from a few moments earlier were all gone. Another cock was at my hole and hilted in one swift motion. I could tell it was thinner and longer than the last one. He wasted no time and fucked fast and hard. It hurt on every inward stroke and I found myself making “AhhhhAAhhhhAhhh” moans in time with his movements. While the first guy hadn’t touched me with anything but his finger and then his cock, this top held on. First he held my hips in an iron grip and then he put his hands below my armpits with his fingers locked on to my pecs. The guy on my right must have been experiencing a similar intense fuck. He was very loud and with his head near my armpit and facing toward me I could feel his breath as he vocalized with every thrust. The painful fuck went on for some time and I’m ashamed to say that at one point I started to lean more on to the platform to try to reduce his penetration. It didn’t work. He stopped thrusting just long enough to grab the top of each shoulder and haul my ass backwards and deeper onto him. After that it felt a bit like he was punishing me by really fucking deep. His cock wasn’t in the least spongy. It was 20-something wood. He could have been a youngster or it could have been Viagra. Whatever it was, he used it like a bit of a weapon. Like I said earlier, time was really hard to gauge, but I’m guessing his fuck lasted 10-15 minutes. When he finally thrust in a couple of times and held himself there, I think I felt some pulsing very deep in my guts. When he finally withdrew with the same quick intensity it felt a bit like I was being pulled inside out like a sock. He smacked my ass hard. Before I could get my breath, another cock slid inside. He felt shorter and wider and was a nice easy fuck. He had a nice pattern to his fuck and it felt like he used his abs and his hip flexers to give his cock a nice upward tilt on each drive. I wanted this fuck to keep going. It felt great and was a really nice way to recover from the previous stallion.
  24. 1 point
    It is no secret that I am a big whore. I love to bend over or spread my legs and show my pussy., The feeling of an Alpha male eating me out while he gets hard is a great feeling. By the time I hook up, pictures have been exchanged. And one can tell by looking at my pussy that it has been around the block with a lot of miles on it. It is pretty stretched out. In other words, I'm loose. For a lot of guys with big dicks, that is what they are looking for. I've seen a lot of tops with huge cocks give up trying to get into a tight bottom. Which brings me to last night's trick. He was Latino, uncut, and hung thick. But he started off by saying that he wanted to try fisting me. The catch was that he had never done it before. Sometimes these kind of guys are preferable over more experienced fisters. Sometimes I will run into experienced FF tops have poor technique, and it doesn't work. They are willing to be coached and usually very excited that a FF bottom is willing to teach. The chemistry has to be right though. This guy was a total pig. 15 years younger than me and could get hard and stay hard. He ordered me to get on the bed. I got on all fours and stuck my ass out. He was bearded and his hairy beard against my smooth pussy felt amazing. He fucked and came in my pussy 3x. I thought it was over, but he was just getting started. He loved poppers just as much as I do. He would feed them to me and made me spread my legs (while on my back) and push out my pussy lips. He was turned on watching his cum come out of my pussy. By the third time, my lips were starting to get puffy and he started working his fingers in and massaging me. I thought he was done after cumming 3x, but he had other ideas. The feeling was amazing. He fed me poppers as he worked his hand inside my hungry pussy. Prior to meeting, I briefly coached him on some key concepts. Clip and file nails, fresh lube, eye contact, read each others body language, watch my breathing, and feed me poppers. He was an A+ student. His hand was inside my pussy in 2 or 3 minutes. He immediately got rock hard. He could feel his own cum inside my gaping and stretched cunt. He was turned on by feeling his own cum. And to be honest, cum is a really great lube for fisting. The silky texture helps glide the hand inside. He continued to fist me for awhile, pulling out every once in awhile to admire his work - my pussy lips were puffy and protruding. My pussy is normally sensitive from all the use, particularly so after fisting. He pulled his fist out and stuck his cock in. He loved feeling how loose it felt. He was verbal, calling it a pussy and telling me what a fucking bitch I was. He alternated back and forth, before breeding me again 2 more times, for a total of 5x. I then held my legs back and he ordered me to push out his cum. There was a lot from the last time he ejaculated inside me. it was a weeknight and I stayed the polite amount of time before heading back home. I slept like a baby. Fisting always does that. I sleep really soundly after a good FF session. I woke up to a text from him telling me he masturbated twice before he went to work looking at my pictures. Mission accomplished.
  25. 1 point
    Another Real Experience - Jersey Boy Gives In To Temptation I used to play fairly regularly in and around Jersey City, for a while there were a good number of party guys living there with a lot of excellenT group scenes. It became evident after a year or so of playing with several guys down there regularly that despite being New Jersey's third largest city, AND directly across the Hudson and only a one stop PATH train ride from Manhattan, that it was still a pretty small pnp community where every guy knew everyone else. I played a lot with a guy in Journal Square, a hot guy I'll call Trace who was an exotic dancer/escort/masseuse. He was of mixed Greek and Native American heritage, wore his very black hair long with a full beard, looking very much like a pirate - but a pirate that was 5'6". That said, he had a ripped body and a big cock that looked even bigger on his small frame. He hired out exclusively as a top but when "off-duty" he liked to switch off - he liked my leather daddy style and we would blow clouds or get to the point and then play with our mutual fetish gear, get very oral and then he'd want to get fucked. Being a bottom and the whole "cleaning out" process was new to him, so this sometimes resulted in some unpleasantness, but we generally had fun, and soon enough he had other guys coming to join our sessions. Since group scenes are very much my favorite, I was pleased. Frequently these additional guys include Donnie, his candyman, a light skinned African-American kid who claimed to be more straight than bi or gay, and generally got blown while he was there or he topped one of the other guys... ocassionally though, if he was done his business for the evening he'd get very spun and would suck cock or even ocassionally get fucked. He never let Trace fuck him, claiming his cock was too big. Again, this only happened if he had no more business and around guys he knew very VERY well. There were other times when he'd bring guys with him - straight guys from the neighborhood who had done a lot of business with Donnie. White, Black, Latino, Asian, all kinds of guys but generally young, a bit street tough (which doesn't impress me, but works for lots of guys) and were tweaked enough that the offer of a long hot blowjob was irresistable to them, even if it was from another guy. Three of Trace's regular play buds - Jake, Aaron and Carlos - were totally into this. They loved getting on their knees and sucking off these "guests" of Donnie's. Trace and I would do some good oral work as well, but it was understood that we were NOT the subservient type and would brook NO disrespect or trash talk. We'd often wind up topping Jake, Aaron or Carlos while they performed oral duties on the guests, and some seemed to get off on it. Carlos was a thin somewhat effeminate latino with a heart of gold who was a devout bottom who could ocassionally throw an amazing fuck himself; Jake was a white blond buzz-cut gas-station attendant with a goatee, tats all over his ripped hairless body an amazing ass and small but generally hard dick; and then there was Aaron, whom I knew from before meeting Trace - a closeted divorced white Italian bi-guy - cute face, dark hair, a trifle chubby but sexy, with a beautiful ass that could take any cock or hand or arm or toy or (yes) baseball bat! And he was raising a 9 year old son on his own, living with his parents and working for a bank where they though he was the straightest guy on the planet. One of the "guests" that showed up a few times was a Construction Worker named Ralph. He was actually Jake's cousin, and got into this whole thing accidentally - somehow stumbling into Jake and Donnie and being introduced to Miss T, only to discover that his cousin Jake - so butch and dangerous looking - enjoyed getting high then sucking dick and getting his ass plowed bareback by whatever cocks he could get. Stunned, Ralph apparently just watched the first two times but then agreed to come to Trace's place for some head and good T. Ralph was 25 at the time, a tall trim white guy about 6'3", shaved head and scruff patch below his mouth, hairy body (reddish blond body hair) a lot of tats, nice arm and leg muscles with a long thin cock and a high muscular ass. (Regular readers will know where this is going...). There was supposed to be a girlfriend around somewhere. He very much turned me on, and I would be first to suck him each time he came to Trace's - he seemed to enjoy my oral attention as well as BJs from Trace, Carlos, Aaron, and even ocassionally Donnie - but never his cousin Jake. Ralph would watch while I fucked the other guys and ocassionally got fucked myself. The first time he watched Trace fuck me, and saw me actually enjoying getting that big piece in my hole, his eyebrows nearly went over the top of his head. He coughed out a cloud of T smoke he'd been inhaling, and said, "seriously dude, you LIKE that? I thought you only played the man's part, not the bitch's part!" I told him that first, yes, I liked it; second, yes I preferred to top but really, really preferred both in the same session; and third, never call me a bitch if you want to keep all of your teeth. "If a guy WANTS you to call him names like that, it's cool, but getting fucked doesn't make you any less a man." He seemed very thoughtful. I noticed he also watched very intently whenever anyone was being rimmed. Eventually Trace's place was too small for some of our gatherings and Aaron presented us with a solution - his parents would be out-of-town for a week and we could come play in their basement that first Friday night as soon as his kid went to bed. Jake had let us all know that Ralph would be coming and thought he might be brave enough and ready enough to top someone that evening. We met up at Trace's place and got our supplies together, and all took some little blue magic to stay hard while blowing clouds with a few of us trading shotguns as we waited for Aaron to call and let us know his son was asleep and we could come over. The call came sooner than expected, and we headed out to the two cars - mine and Jake's - and somehow I wound up driving Ralph and Donnie while Jake drove Trace and Carlos. During the drive Donnie got Ralph higher while we talked about what he might be into doing that night. He was obviously very turned on and his inhibitions were almost completely eliminated - mentioning that he had really cleaned up in the shower so he could have someone rim his hole. We wound up arriving at Aaron's parents' house first - a suburban split level with the lower level playroom all set up for a sex party... sling, rim-seat, play mats, toys and gay bb porn on the big screen. (I kept wondering exactly how Aaron would ezplain this if his kid woke up and came down for a glass of water...). Jakes car arrived about 10 minutes later. Seems that he picked up a couple of other guys, Tyrell and Matt, two somewhat thuggy down-low types, one black the other white. We all got naked and blew clouds some more clouds , and I wound up by chance or someone else's design with Ralph mostly to myself while Trace, Carlos, Jake and Aaron played up to these new guys and Donnie busied himself preparing all of our enhancements for the evening. Ralph even accepted some shotguns from me, and when I got him to sit in the rimchair, he inhaled some Maximum Impact while I gave him his first salad tossing. He had a beautiful ass, clean and great-tasting, and we both really enjoyed it. We moved over to a couch to let others use the chair and I gave Ralph a nice blowjob while he sucked down somemore clouds. He told me to stand up while he stayed seated, and then looked up at me and said softly, "I better try this before I chicken out", then took the head of my cock and part of the shaft into his mouth. It was only for a few minutes, and it was very inexpert, but he was enthusiastic and I was so turned on by the situation that I almost shot. Amazingly, Donnie was the only one to notice this and sauntered over holding something behind his back with his cock dangling in front. Ralph actually sucked it in for a few licks before he looked up at me and told me he wanted to fuck me. Donnie pulled the two needleless syringes from behind his back and said that a booty-bump each would get us in the mood for fucking, saying he'd do me while I did Ralph. I got down on all fours in front of Ralph and pushed his legs up. I started to rim the young stud's hole again while Donnie rimmed mine and then I inserted the syringe in his hairy pucker while Donnie inserted one into mine. A minute or two later and Ralph and I were soaring. Donnie told us he'd be back and went to do some more chemistry. Ralph asked me to "sit on his dick" and I responded "gladly". He remained seated on the couch and picked up the Tina pipe as I straddled him and aligned my hole over his very hard - thanks to Vitamin V and his enthusiasm - supposedly straight cock. He pulled my head into his and blew his cloud into my mouth. As I sank to his balls he hissed "yessssssssss". We started a slow grinding fuck, that frankly felt amazing, and sure enough the shotgunning turned into face-sucking deep kissing. I told him he felt amazing and smiled but asked like before "and you really like that?" I responded enthusiastically "yes". We fucked like that for quite a while, eventually just slowly pumping as he spoke again. Speaking softly, he told me that this whole scene he'd been watching these few times turned him on immensely and he was constantly thinking about it. He had thought he might be gay when he was in his early teens, but the only gays he knew were very flamboyant - which was not him at all he confessed - and that his father and brothers and buddies all considered gay guys to be beneath contempt, failed men who wanted to be women. Since none of this seemed to apply to him, he decided that he could not be one of THEM and tried to forget his interest and just concentrate on girls. Having watched us these couple of times, and having been lectured by me, he realized that gay sex was no threat to his masculinity. He'd been hoping that tonight he'd get high enough and brave enough to try it all, and said he'd even looked up how to clean his hole out, and had practiced a few times sticking something up his butt. I looked him in the eye, squeezing his cock in my hole, and said "are you saying what I think you're saying?" and looking like a lost little kid he said "I know my ass isn't as hot as Carlos' or Trace's or Aaron's but do you think you'd want to fuck me for my first time?" Seriously? He had to ASK? And personally, I thought his ass was HOTTER. Donnie had quietly moved back our way and caught the last part of this. He leaned down and whispered to us that he could make that easier on Ralph but first told us to suck his cock between us - Ralph looked at the caramel colored tool between us and smiled, we kissed it and traded sucking it for a few minutes until Donnie said he'd better go get what Ralph needed for his virgin ride. "That gives me time to finish fucking YOU," Ralph said and suddenly started a piston fuck that despite me being on top nearly blew me off his lap. Donnie returned with some cups with a bit of G and juice which we all downed, then points - he did me first, then Ralph and then himself - Ralph coughed and then whispered "do me man". I knelt on the floor with him on the edge of the couch. Pulling his long legs up, I tongued his soon to be cherry-popped manhole while he moaned and we heard Donnie cough. Bringing Ralph's legs to rest over my shoulder, I quickly used just a bit of lube and placed the head of my cock against his now pliant hole. Donnie had him suck on a cloth covered with Max Impact and slowly but surely my cock sank into his warm snug hole. Ralph began to moan as I slid in, taking a few minutes, but finally feeling my balls slapping on his butt. His own cock was back to being rock hard and felt amazing pressed up against me. I started to pump slowly when he nodded at me, and shortly he sighed "so good"... that's when I felt a welcome invasion between my own legs as Donnie knelt behind me and slid his shaft into me. We fucked like that for a few minutes, until Ralph said he was a bit uncomfortable and could he sit on me the way I did on him? Donnie pulled out of me and Ralph sat on my lap and onto my cock - a bit too fast if the wideness of his eyes was any sign - but Donnie was there putting the glass cock to our mouths and we all traded clouds as Ralph rode my cock and really started to enjoy himself. Donnie presented his cock for our inspection and again we spent time kissing each other and the cock between us. After a bit, Ralph turned around to a reverse cowboy so he could suck Donnie's cock much more efficiently and deeply. This was when the other guys FINALLY noticed what was going on (see what two big thug cocks can do to distract some guys?)... there were a number of gasps, and some complaints that we were "ruining a top", but they eventually got over it. We did mix and match more after that - I fucked Trace, Aaron, Jake and amazingly, Donnie, and got fucked by Carlos (!), and by Tyrell and Matt who were wonderfully large, but lacking a bit in finesse. I think I blew and rimmed everyone at some point, and got fucked by and fucked both Ralph and Donnie again. I got to watch Ralph turn insatiable, sucking every cock there (if not expertly) including his cousin - getting into a hot 69 with his cousin Jake while getting fucked by Donnie while Jake was fucked by me. Ralph also fucked Aaron and then fucked his cousin Jake - and he GOT fucked by not just Donnie and me, but by Carlos (again surprising) and briefly by Jake and Trace. Tyrell tried to get in him, but was just too big, and Ralph was just a bit too sore - the spirit was willing but the flesh was just too new at this! On the way back to Trace's at 4:30AM or so, I told him to try a good soak in the tub either now or when he got up the next day, and to not be surprised if his ass was really sore from all this. Amazingly, I got a call from Ralph early the next afternoon saying he "needed more". I drove down to Jersey City and met him at Trace's and the three of us fucked round-robin style for a few more hours, blowing some clouds, watching bb porn and reliving Ralph's amazing experience the night before. Ralph eventually wound up getting into a relationship with a Realtor friend of mine in Hoboken before they moved to the Keys. His deflowering will always be a great memory for me!
  26. 1 point
    The summer of 2012 was the big eye opener for me as I was able to stay the summer in NYC with James. I did not go crazy working as an escort as I posted an add on Rentboy just a few times. Only a few times did I bottom as Topping is where the money is. I did have clients who became regulars as they were very nice and treated me really well. That summer James took me to some clubs that were real hit or miss with a lot of people, but we did meet some who we started to become friends with. As the end of summer was coming we were invited up to this nudist camp ground for males only up state NY. for the Labor Day weekend. From the time I arrived it was like fantasy land with really hot guys running around naked. Doing all type of things from just fucking to me seeing for the first time a guy getting fisted suspended by rope from a tree, I was hooked. Also some playing with whips being lead around by a leash as it was my introduction into Gay Male Leather scene. When we came home we found out more about S&M as we found some clients were into S&M as its fun. At this time I only played safe as I was scared to death of catching somethings. At the LGBT center on 13th st. They Would preach to you it's safe sex only and would hand out condoms by the hand full. When school started I would only see clients who I like and trusted to help me with my living expensive so I could go out more to the clubs. I was underage so to get into any of the Gay bars was not easy, but James was able to get me into the Eagle bar on 28th st. where a lot of the Gay Leather men hang out on Fridays , Saturday's or Sunday afternoon. As we both wanted to learn more we heard about the Tes group where they have classes on BDSM the only thing its pan sexual group. Then we heard that Gill Kessler Tes that he has classes for Males only its 6-10 Sunday at his home with maybe 12 showing up and all he ask was $30 for everything. Gill is well respected and very good teacher, we got a basic in rope , how to use a flogger, cane , Saran Wrap , E-Stim and other things. As Gill would say, is why do you put someone in rope? It's to fuck them so we both wanted to learn more about rope so we went to some of Erin Houdini classes in Brooklyn. Erin is trans and the classes that are of mix group of people but we were there to learn rope and we did learn a lot. We learn it's not about the rope but how you put the rope on and take it off as it can be sensual or brutal. In January of 2013 James is given 2 tickets to the NYC Black Party by one of his clients who we are going as his escort, as I have no idea what kind of a party it is but we get a gift card from him of what to get and where to get it from. We head over to the Leatherman on Christopher Street not far from our home. We tell them what we want and are taken down this small spiral staircase. There we are fitted for a chest harness leather pants and other things. As I'm being fitted I'm being eye balled by others in the store and the one fitting me is doing a fine job of grouping me as he ask me to get down to my underwear and I like the feel of leather on my skin as I put on a show as I bend over for thous in the store. The one who is fitting me is real friendly and says you are one big tease. What can I say about the Black Party it's 24 hours of dancing people fucking and sucking in the side areas and one big blast. After a few hours a friend ask if I was tired and I said yes as he pulled me real close to him and kiss me and passed somethings to my mouth and said this will get you back up and it did, I later found he had given my first hit of E and he gave more later. James and I walk this client around the Black Party like he was out slave and let him over to one of the side room and set him up to be gang bang, guys came from all over and for the first time I saw BB being done to him. I was a little shock as at that time it was safe sex only. James has body piercings since I met him and I really like them so for Christmas 2013 he took me over to the tattoo & body piercings place on Broadway north of Canal St. I was getting my right ear, both nipples and the Prince Albert. The ear was first and nothing then the PA and that I was scared shit of. The pain was not as bad as I thought as the Piercer Brian was very good , then the nipples as I though the PA would hurt the most but I was very WRONG getting the nips pierced was PAINFUL. When I went to pee the first time it was bloody and hurt but the second time was easy. I will not be fucking anyone for weeks till the PA healed, that’s OK as I like getting fuck better. I'm really doing well in school and I was given an internship that's to die for, I have a loving BF who has given me so much as being Gay here is so normal and so much fun. 2014 June we hear of PrEP and that it can protect you from becoming HIV infected if you take it as you should. So condoms are no longer needed as James and I have fucking each other raw for over a year now and I love the feeling of fucking or getting fuck raw and the cum that comes with it. Everyone else it's always with a condom. We find out in August we can get on it and we both follow the rules about taking it by the book. The first time I tell someone who we know is POZ to fuck me raw he says are you chasing and I say no as we are on PrEP, he never heard of it. He fuck my brains out and so did a few others and I love the feeling of my hole full of cum leaking out. 2014 way my first time going to MAL in DC & IML in Chicago. We had develop a group of friends who we started to play with and at MAL in January I wanted to see if I could take a fist. They set me up with the very old guy who at first I was turned off by but once he started working on my hole my opinion change fast, he was so gentle with me and a few hours his hand was in me and he work me good.I've I never had cum so much before as he work his hand in me . Since then when we can meet up I'm will to be his hand puppet any time as I've become a slut for his fist and anyone who is good at it. I learned I can be a real tease but there are pay back if you do it to the wrong people and thous pay backs can be very painful. In 2014 we started playing with GHB , Tina as well E and popper. At first I smoke Tina but I did not like it till I inject it and my first booty bump I was then I was hook for it. After we were confident that PrEP would keep us safe we both went nuts for raw dick and parTying. 2015 was a real blur as most weekends we were parTing and being real sluts with taking any dick in front of us. The group from up state that we know from the nudist camp has a place we call the barn. It a large farm for NY and they set up the barn as a dungeon. We would meet a few others and car pool up and once in the car the party would start by giving me some G or T at first it was a very small dose till they saw the effect it would have on me. At the barn it was like heaven or hell at times and going through the hell was worth it for the heaven. At first we would be there for 2 days then it would be 4 then a week. The summer of 2015 we spent a month up there and I would lose track of time. Spend a day in a sling all slammed up with dicks dumping loads in with someone fisting at times and it was never enough for me. Thanksgiving week we went up to the barn, there were some new members but we did not care as the G has done its job and being slammed the fun was just beginning. When we got home I was really sore as my hole took a heave pounding. I was going up to the barn for Christmas break but I had to get some work done for school and I was not feel great. Right after NYE I caught a very bad cold as my BF had one but his passed in a few days, but mine lasted for over 2 weeks. I was running a 101-102 fever and my body was hurting all over, I was scared until I started feeling better but something was not right. On 1/20/16 I went to the Doctor to get my regular test but somehow I was called back and the test on 1/28/16 now said I was HIV POZ with a VL of 700,000. 3/02/16 My VL numbers have not drop that much , but my BF numbers have drop. They might have to change my meds or maybe I’m one of thous where nothing works, time will tell.
  27. 1 point
    My best friend and next door neighbor has been my secret fuck buddy for years. We started one afternoon when his wife was working and his son was still and infant. My sons were, shall I say, packed full years ago and once they were fully ripe to be on their own they were gone. My buddy was young when his family moved into the house next door. He was the same age as my oldest son. Fortunately, he hadn't met them yet so I had a chance to plant my seed before one of mine swooped down on him. His family grew and so did his cunt. He was so addicted to the long fuck sessions we could do and the thick creamy loads he made my balls produced. I felt a pinch of bad when I fucked him for the few days of his mysterious flu. While he was crying for me to make it quick, I was pulling out and edging. I know that sucks but it's one of those things I'll take a beating for another day. A year or so later he knocked on my door. He was angry. He asked if I was poz. I said of course I was and why did he ask now? He looked at me and shook his head. He said he was so stupid because he knew that I was breeding him and he just ignored it. He grabbed me and hugged me. I was very surprised. He suddenly confessed that he was trying to figure out how to offer up his now teen son and watch me break the kid's cherry. He fucked it all up a few months back by getting a little high and interrupting the kid's shower. Mom was at work and his son stayed home from school that day. Eventually, my fuck bud was aware that he was knocking up his own son. He was pretty fucked up about that. Very shortly after all that went on, my oldest son came home from his adventure. He wasted no time in making a path for his cock to invade my bud's perfectly shaped cunt. I was starved without and cunt for over a month. While I was holding my man, he said that he felt much more comfortable with his choice to breed his boy. He had me to thank for his relief because my son reminded him of the breeding he and his younger brother got from me. Maybe I should help myself to that son's cunt. I can't do much worse to it. Besides, freshly seeded boys always needed eating.
  28. 1 point
    When I first met Dean we were in outpatient rehab. I was there for my own needs. He was there because his job as a state trooper required it. And as always. I hooked up with him day one. Dean is one of the greatest guys I know. He has walked into my home and watched me fuck my sons and watched them fuck each other. When he fucked me, he always let the boys sit on the bed and watch his very long cock go in and out of me. He never had sex with those boys. They both asked him if he wanted to and I told him I was ok because I trusted him. He said they were my sons to fuck and eventually we both shared own growing up stories with our brutal fathers. We both had tales that seemed unreal but we both knew were the reality. My dad pimped me out as a teen. His dad fucked him in the living room while all the neighbors watched. One day he asked me about my status. I sort of smiled. I told him that I was poz for many years and my sons were too. He said that he was relieved but also was a little bit disappointed because he had learned about bug chasing. He suggested that he wanted to know what it was like to breed someone who really wanted it. I told him that I was more intrigued by stealth breeding because I was poz and made a decision before I even tested that i would share the wealth. He told me that he was turned on by his wrong that sounded and then confided that the idea of arresting some muscle stud and jailing him long enough to breed him was a huge fantasy. So, I told him that exclusively taking my str8 son's teenage cherry and seeding him three times a day for over a year until his fever fuck was something I always thought about. He looked at me and his brow went up. He said that is so nasty Mikey. In even imagining doing that to my son if I were allowed to see him. He lost custody of his son because of his drug problems. Later he admitted that he was caught naked with the kid in the bath tub teaching the boy to suck his cock. Luckily, troopers can do anything and get over it. That's why his dad fucked him in the front window. When he told me that he fantasized about breeding his own son. I told him that I knew that it had to be done to my sons because I wanted them to breed too. He said "you didn't poz your son, did you?" I smiled and said "fuck yeah and someday I'll tell them about it but they don't even know yet. He fucked me so hard after that. The next week I convinced him to throw out his meds and I took him to a breeding party. He took my oldest son out for his 16th birthday(the kid looked eighteen when he for a year already). He brought the kid to a sleazy bath house in Newark. Then he taught my son how stealth. That's why I love the state troopers! My son's oldest son is going to be fucked and introduced to his father's thick seed. He will be fucked but not loaded until he finally gets so turned on my getting knocked up by his hot daddy. That's when he will become his daddy's little boy. Dean finally fucked and pozzed his adult son. The boy wasn't into it but when your dad has a ten inch cock and a gun, you do as he pleases. Dean asked me how I became poz. So did my sons... Maybe I'll tell the tale next time. Just know that it's hot, sexy and immoral. Not to mention incestuous and included a slightly forced breeding or two...and about 5 str8 married men. We all know how married guys start out asking for a blow job and end up with their legs over your shoulders. But they never ask for condoms. <eg>
  29. 1 point
    was in Dallas traveling for work - I had been working 12-16 hour days M-F on this project, and after a week of that I was ready to cut loose a bit! got back to my hotel room and found a hot (from his pics) total top guy mid 40's Blk/Mex 6' 200, lots of tats and a marvelously thuggish look to him. Our email exchange made it obvious we had everything the other was looking for. He invited me over, and after I cleaned up and got my bag of tricks packed, I made the 20 minute trip over to his place. Rick buzzed me up to his 15th floor condo. He let me in, meeting me at the door in sporting a nice bulge in his baggy training shorts looking hot as hell in his white wifebeater. Once I was in his place, I started to undress, he smiled and said "good, yeah get those off - you wanna party?" I eagerly said yes, and produced a little I had brought, offering to share - "No, I'll treat, he said...c'mon." We said very little after that, as we went to his bedroom and blew a few clouds to warm up. I knelt at his feet, fished his cock out - turned out to by 9" and very very thick - and proceeded to suck him hungrily. Gradually, he worked shorts and t-shirt off, revealing a hell of a lot of tattoos, but I particularly noticed the one, written in inch and a half letters in a arc just under his navel which said "SLUT." I thought it was unusual but hot looking, and kept sucking his cock to full mast. He then pulled out some points, laid on his back on the bed, and told me to sit on his cock. I gladly did, taking him all to the hilt after only a couple adjustments. He was rock hard and felt amazing - I just sat on him, grinding on his big dick while he told me we were going to slam together now. I took the point he gave me, and prepped my arm - he did the same. OK, go ahead, he told me. I registered and quickly dumped the contents into my bloodstream. Cough, ringing, burning hole, eyes rolling, rush, I became sheer horniness itself. He had done the same and, both flying, we fucked for a couple hours, mostly with me on my back legs in the air - totally giving it all up to him and his massive cock. Finally as I was on all fours, began pounding my ass like a machine, and he left a big load in my eager hole. Stay there, he said, and he reclined on his back, positioning his cock under my head as I stayed on all fours. I went down on him and was cleaning him off, sucking his cum of his beautiful cock, still tweaked and wanting more...and as I bobbed up and down and he started to become hard again, my eyes were drawn to that SLUT tattoo again. "Nice tattoo," I said, "I wouldn't have the nerve to get a tattoo like that, you know, call myself a slut." He answered, "you're the one who can read it, not me, why do you think I had it put there - fuckin slut!?" He smiled with a triumphant, smugly superior look only a man with a 9" cock can have. So fucking hot - he had me totally right then, I loved that he put me in my place. Whispering loudly, "Fuck, yeah," I swallowed all of his hard cock before his fucked me again.
  30. 1 point
    Authors notes: this story is purely fiction, any similarities of anyone described or any actions that take place in this story is purely coincidental.... thought pretty hot.... This is my first attempt at submitting a story so please bare that in mind as you read this. If you have any constructive criticism im all ears. But ill ignore anything thats just hate. Anywhoo here we go...... Buppy lay on his bed and sighed as he browsed stories on Breeding Zone, his cock was rock hard even though he had already cum twice wile reading a particularly hot story. He loved to imagine himself being stealthed by a hot and dominant poz guy. He was both ashamed and aroused by his interested in such things, but he just couldn’t help himself. He was getting ready to turn his computer off and go to bed feeling pent up and horny with his asshole hungry for a nice big poz cock, when he noticed he had a message. He clicked on the notification, and his heart beat out of control when he read the message; Subject: Curiouser huh? Why not got all the way? I was looking around trying to find a hole to spill my seed into when I came across your profile. I read that your interested in being converted, but your afraid. Well if your ever interested in converting drop me a line. Buppy read the message several times and clicked on the senders profile. His user name was PozzingSLC. His profile picture showed a nice big vainy uncut cock, with a biohazard tattoo just above his neatly trimmed pubes. Reading over the profile buppy found that the guy lived close by, and was just the kind of dom he wanted ot bend over for. It didnt surprise Buppy to see was poz. Buppy read over the doms page several times and stroked his cock imagining that big cock fucking him raw. He felt guilt after he shot his small load into his palm and licked it up. The thought of being pozzed was almost overwhelming, but he was scared to death of the thought of going through with it. Once he was done jacking his cock for the third and final time he turned off his computer and tried to forget about bug chasing. He didnt return to Breeding Zone for several weeks, he told himself he was going to forget all about bug chasing. He went about his normal routine of waking up, getting ready, going ot work, coming home, and go to bed just to start the routine all over. It had been months since he had been fucked last so he was feeling really pent up by now. He NEEDED cock. After looking through his normal searches for porn and stories, he just couldnt get satisfied. His mind taken over by the need ot get off he instinctively went back to breeding zone, and started searching for a good story. As he was browsing he found a story posted by PozzingSLC, he clicked on it and read through it. The story had been about him finding a slut on craigslist, and how he had stealthed the slut. Buppy stroked his cock fast and hard at this story, edging himself over and over. He eventually went ot his closet and opened his his toy box. He pulled out a bottle of cumlube and his favorite butt plug, a toothbrush, and a nice sized dildo. He laid down a sheet he used when he had such fun, as to not stain the carpet in case anything came out that shouldn’t. He pulled up PozzingSLC's profile picture and imagined it as he bent over and started prepping his asshole. He smeared lube on his asshole and moaned as he started to finger himself. He scratched his insides a bit before he took out the toothbrush and pushed it inside of himself. He moved it in and out as he swirled it around scratching up his insides as if getting ready to take a big toxic load. When the scratching was almost ot much he pulled the brush out and tossed it to the side as he took the dildo and roughly started shoving it inside of himself imagining that it was a nice and juicy toxic cock. The entire time his own cock was leaking precum and twitching from all the excitement, but he ignored it as he fucked himself. After a wile of abusing his asshole with the dildo he pulled it out and squirted a large amount of the cumlube into his slightly gaping hole and shoving the butplug in to trap it in. In his mind he imagined that the lube was a toxic load and he was trapping it in to insure he was pozzed. As he sat down he felt the butplug shift in his sore and throbbing asshole. He was light headed with feelings of lust as he oppened his messages. Again he read the message from PozzingSLC. His judgment was clouded by his lusty stupper, he clicked reply and started typing. I need your toxic load inside of me, NOW!!! He clicked on send before he could regret his decision. He ground his ass against the floor making the buttplug stir up his insides. He tried ot ignore his cock and lose himself in the fantasy of being impregnated by a charged load. When he opened his eyes he saw that PozzingSLC had already replied. Buppy shook as he opened up the reply and saw it was a short message; Then get that hairy ass over here now. 123 Fake St Buppy groaned as he plugged the address into his phone, got dressed (but leaving the buttplug inside of him,) and started heading out to meet the man who would change his life......... Authors notes continued: I have plans on continuing this story, but I wanted ot post this teaser to see how people like it. Again please leave me any constructive criticism so I can improve this and any future stories I may write. Thank you for reading.
  31. 1 point
    I had been told on a handful of occasions throughout my stay in New York City about a bar known as The Eagle in the Chelsea are of Manhattan. "You've got to go to The Eagle" "You'll get what you want in The Eagle" "You've never been to The Eagle?" and so on. I was told it was a leather bar. Which at first put me off going, I'm not exactly a gay scene member. I'm a pretty regular bisexual guy who's interested in the world of kink without being a regular participant. Besides the only leather I had with me were a pair of regular boots. The idea I had in mind was leather ass-less chaps with a hardness and gay policeman's hat. I wasn't about to dress up as a member of the village people just to get into a club. After I was enlightened to what the place was actually like, I thought it was worth going. "Maybe on a quiet night" I thought, that way I wouldn't be bombarded with too much to process and I'd be more comfortable sat at the bar. I decided to go on a Monday. If I had checked their website in advanced I would have found out that Monday was actually foot fetish night. Now I'm pretty neutral when it comes to this fetish but if I had of know I probably would've went on another night. I head to the bar which opened at 9pm and made my way upstairs. On the quiet nights only the upstairs section of the three storey bar was open. I was greeted by a shirtless barman who looked like Chuck Lidell(ufc fighter) and ordered a drink. He was friendly and welcoming and very open from the get go, he explained to me why there was foot fetish videos on the TV screen, and two guys tickling each other in the corner. I felt a little embarrassed, he asked me about my type as he saw that none of the 9 patrons were talking to me. I told him I was into older guys. "You'd like my friend Kurt, he might be here later" "Cool" I thought. I observed as the barman played cupid with people sitting at the bar, those he knew previously and those he just met. He seemed to enjoy this, but was in no way forced like the barman at Stonewall. He was a really cool barman, didn't pretend to like anyone he didn't like but wasn't rude either. If he wasn't a bottom I'd be very keen to let him fuck me. I wasn't his type anyway, he was more into Latin guys. Speaking of which. A midget parks himself next to me on a stool at the bar. Is midget correct term? Dwarf maybe? Anyway he was about 4 feet tall, Latino, very confident. He immediately struck up a conversation with me. I was the only Irish guy he had ever met. We made some small talk and for whatever reason he wanted to show me some leather harness he bought. He had a picture on his phone. As he flicked through the pics of this unimpressive harness, in a very obviously deliberate move he "accidentally" brought up a picture of his dick(which to be honest was impressive given his size) "Oops, I didn't mean to show you that.....what do ya think?" "Very impressive" I answered smiling. I for just a second contemplated having sex with this guy, just so I could say I was fucked by a midget(dwarf ) however he was being a little overbearing and I soon became uninterested. He got up to use to toilet and never came back. In his place, sat an older black guy who worked just down the street and was just popping in for an after-work drink. He was friendly and interesting and we seemed to be getting on. "Can I swap shoe with you?" "What?!" This was an odd request. Then I remembered where I was. "Just for a few minutes" I hesitantly obliged, it seemed to give him a lot of pleasure. A German man in full leather(pants, boots, and harness) sat beside me, he had a strong BO. Not a bad smell, but a strong smell of sweat, quite nice actually. He joined in on our conversation and filled me with compliments. He leaned in for a kiss, as we were kissing a felt a hand slide down the back of my jeans and grab my ass. I thought it was the German but it was the black guy, I guess he wanted a feel. He then pulls me in for a kiss. The German shoves both his hands up my shirt and feels his way around. "You taste great" says the black guy. His hand sliding further down to the point where I'm sitting on it. His finger pushes into my hole. We all go in for a triple kiss, I'm getting horny. "Come with me" says the German. and takes me by the hand to the toilets. For whatever reason the black dude didn't follow us. Inside the toilets were two older leather guys, one taking a piss into the other guy's glass. He then taps his dick on the rim of the glass making sure every last drop had gone in. Without hesitation, the leather sub knocks back the entire glass of piss. "You find that horny" enquired the German. "Yeah it's hot" I replied. He pulled me into a cubical and shut the door. "Get down" I squat in front of his leather pants in the piss soaked cubical. He pulls out a bottle of poppers and takes a huff. He then feeds me some. The club music begins to pound heavier as does my heartbeat. He pulls out a semi erect penis with a large Prince Albert through the head I place it in my mouth and taste the metal. He pushes his semi soft cock down the back of my throat with gentle thrusts. The feeling of the metal sliding down my throat is new to me and very pleasurable. I take it down and swallow, massaging the head with each gulp. His crotch smells as good and strong as the rest of him, and the high from the poppers heighten this. I feel his cock harden with my lips. He puts the bottle under my nose again "Breath deep" I get nice and light headed, he begins to fuck my throat as he sniffs back the poppers. I see people in the corner of my eye looking in. It gets me going. I start to gag on his cock as he fucks harder and harder, I sense he is close to blowing his load down my throat. I pull back but he pushes my head against the cubical wall so I have nowhere to go. He fills my mouth with his cum, it tastes great. "Open" I open to show him his load. He spits in my mouth and slaps me on the cheek, I swallow it all down. As we leave the cubical and old man grabs me by the arm "I was watching you in there. You're a dirty little boy" This was all done in a very creepy way, that made me feel kind of intimidated, he was really grabbing my arm tight. "Let go of him" said the German guy. and he brought me back to my seat. As I got back to my seat I was scolded by the barman. "You should've let me know you were going to the bathroom, here I held your drink. Next time tell me. Anybody could've put something in there" Oops. I was very impressed that he cared enough to hold my drink and give me a lecture. Luckily(or unluckily depending on your fantasy) I wasn't spiked. "Anyway, Kurt is here, he's at the end of the bar" I excuse myself and head down to see Kurt. He's about 6 feet tall. Wearing jeans large black boots and a sleeveless shirt. He had a bald head and a goatee. Fitting my type(or one of my types) perfectly. Right away we got on great, I felt immediately comfortable around him, and his Texas charm was working wonders. We had a few drinks and he invited me back to his place. The barman looked over and said "See I told ya" he had certainly done his job as cupid well. Just as the place was filling up we decided to leave. Kurt took me to his place in Hell's Kitchen and up to the apartments rooftop. We took in the view and he offered me some weed, I accepted and he gave me a blow back from his joint. This let to a few minutes of passionate kissing. He was probably the best kisser I've ever been with(boy or girl) he knew his way around a mouth, his lips were soft and beard felt great. After a few minutes of swapping spit we moved downstairs to his bedroom. We both undress. "You've got a great ass" he remarks, I thank him. "I'd love to rape that!" "You can" I reply. I feel his body, he is in great shape. His dick is very long. I comment on the size of his penis and he tells me not to worry. "I'll go slow at first" I suck his dick for some time he loves it. Then he parks me on all fours in front of him. He taps my hole with his large dick. "Breath" I take deep breaths as he pushes his dick into me. I feel a shock and push forward, bashing my head off of the headboard. We both laugh before he gives my head a gentle kiss. He is such a cool guy it really makes me want to please him. "Lay on your back" He grabs my ankles and stretches my legs apart, he plunges his dick down in one go, it takes the breath from me but I have nowhere to go. So I take the shock, he begins to fuck. "Yeah exactly like that, fuck your boy hole" He is getting me extremely horny "Fuck me, that's so big" I tell him. "Yeah? You like me raping your ass boy?" I feels so good I can barely answer. "I can tie you up and just rape your hole all day long. If you scream I'll shove my sock in your mouth....Or maybe something else" With that he pulls out and straddles my chest. Pulls my head up by my hair and jams his cock down my throat. I gag a lot and start to drool over his cock. He then buries it back into my hole and fucks. He leans in so my legs are over my head, wraps his arms around me and tongues my mouth and he pounds my hole. This angle is extremely sexy and I can feel his dick pushing through my second ring, it feels amazing. He then turns me around and pounds me from behind, still penetrating my second ring balls deep in my ass. "Im about to cum boy" His speed picks up and I start to loose my breath. "You want my load?" "Yes Sir!" I bellow out. He shoots in me deep, balls deep right into my guts. It makes me hot how deep his dick is in me. "Your turn to cum" "That's ok" I reply, sensing that he might be tired from his machine like fucking. "No way. I'm not the only one having fun tonight" If I could marry that man I would. Where are these kind of tops in Ireland? "Come here" He places me on top on him straddling, with his large dick still in my ass. I grind it deep as I jerk on my dick. It doesn't take much wanking until I blow a huge load on his hairy chest, I collapse, sweaty and exhausted. He pulls my face towards him and makes me lick the sweat and cum from his chest. "Now that's hot" he says calmly. I fall asleep in his arms. He woke me in the morning, fucked another load into me and sent me on my way. We got to know each other before I left and met a few more times, he was one of the nicer guys I met in the states and is the kind of guy I'd do anything sexually with. Those kind of guys are hard to come by, especially at home. Makes me glad I listen to the advice and finally went to the Eagle. My first time there was a resounding success and pretty soon I became a semi regular. Hope anyone who reads this enjoys it. Sorry this entry didn't come sooner. Still trying to come to terms with my recent diagnosis and events surrounding it. So some days it's hard to write about my experiences as I just don't have the energy, I may be a little depressed. Pretty soon I will report on the meeting I believe got me infected, which will be hard given that it has come to light that the guy knew he was positive and told me otherwise. But I think it's the most important part of my stay there, so it's coming up soon. Thanks for reading
  32. 1 point
    I went out to a park the other night, wearing a jockstrap under my sweats and cruising for cock. The first guy I came across was a loading-taking slut like me; he sucked me and then bent over and practically swallowed up my cock with his ass. We were near some trees but we were doing this right out on the main path--in the dark, with only some moonlight by which to see. So I pumped him and shot a load up in there, then went on my way. After some dead-end cruising and wandering through the trees, I came across the same guy. This time he was getting fucked by a big, hot dude while sucking another guy's cock. When the big, hot dude pulled out, I dropped my sweats and put my jockstrapped ass up in the air. But what happened was the guy who I had fucked was now fucking me. Giving it back to me after taking who knows how many loads, including mine. He dumped, and now that I had my first load of the night, I was hungry and greedy for more. The next guy beckoned me away from the trails; he wanted to fuck me in semi-privacy. I was hesitant but at that point I'd do just about anything for a load. Once we were in a clearing among the trees, he put his coat down on the ground for me to lay on. What a gentleman. Then he proceeded to fuck me like--well, not like a dirty bitch: literally a dirty bitch. The jacket only covered so much; my arms and ankles were being pressed into the dirt while he slid his raw cock up into my hole, wet with the first guy's cum. He fucked me gently for a while, then pounded for a while, then alternated between gentle and brutal. I fucking love that. After he finally came in me, I got up and saw that another guy had been watching us. I passed by him on my way back up to the trail and he grabbed my ass. I pulled 'em down again, said "You wanna fuck me?" and he, too, led me away, but to a different clearing. There was a fallen tree and its trunk was just about waist high. I put my hands up on it and bent over. He fucked me good, twisting my neck just a little so he could kiss me. He loved fucking me after others had, and I loved that he loved it. Add yours to the mix. So I gave one load and took three. Not a bad night in the woods.
  33. 1 point
    This is a real life experience of mine that's pretty hot (at least to me!) on a number of levels - first it involves a military guy, a favorite type of mine; second it has a great (and ultimately harmless) revenge factor in it; and finally it took place in my early 20s and was my first encounter with doing T. Though my family was 4th generation New York City on both sides, my parents chose to move to the burbs 15 miles north of Manhattan before I was born (so of course, as soon as I went to College at 17, I went to a NYC university and moved myself BACK there!). Sometime around the time I was about 6 or 7, which would be 1968 or 1969, a feud among two groups of kids in my neighborhood evolved from screaming matches and minor mischief to an all-out "war" - of rotting apples no less - hurled with astonishing accuracy one late summer evening. The combatants included my older brother (now a police sergeant) and most of the other kids of the 13 - 16 year old age group. I was just an innocent by-stander who happened to be considered a prime target by the "bullies" my bro and his friends were fighting. Therefore, one of the toughest kids in the neighborhood, who was also an astonishingly good southpaw pitcher on the playing field, clocked me in rapid succession with an apple to the gut, and then one to the head. I went down like I was pole-axed, gasping to breathe as the wind had been knocked out of me... the result of seeing a little kid down and not breathing broke the battle up immediately and the "bullies" took off majorly chagrined. Within just a year or two, the kid who pegged me was shipped off by his parents to the military to get him under control... Fast forward to 1985. I had just finished a summer stock season and had 10 days before I was due at a regional theater in the midwest for a 5 month run. I had a guy subletting my apartment in NYC through 'til the end of that run, so I really couldn't go back to my apartment for the 10 days. My parents were cool with me staying in my old room in the 'burbs, so I was staying at the old homestead. I was horny - having lived in NYC since 1980 when I headed to college, I was used to sex anytime I wanted it - not just bars, but sex clubs, the Rambles in Central Park, the Trucks in the Village, bathhouses, the Y on 62nd Street, you name it. Back in those days even the burbs had gloryholes in almost every department store... so since I wanted sex and not chat with old buddies at the local gay bar, I popped over to the mall to see if there was any action. Sure enough, the T-room at Bamburgers was hopping - too busy to get anything done, really. I found myself cruising a real hottie - blond buzz cut, 'stache, mirrored sunglasses - screamed "MILITARY"! - and he was cruising me right back. With a jerk of his head to the door, he headed out and I followed. Out on the sales floor he says to me, "got anywhere to go?" and I told him no, I was staying with my parents for a few days. He laughs and says that he was in exactly the same situation! Both of us were very frustrated when he says, "you cool with doing it outside, so long as its somewhere no one could see us?". I told him that was great with me, lead the way. He had taken the bus, so we went to my car and I told him to direct me where we were going. Soon enough, we're headed down the main road my 'rents live on and I say "are we close?" and he said we were. I started to laugh and of course he asked why and I said, "because that green house up there is my parents house..." Turns out HIS parents lived right around the corner - I asked where we were going to play and he asked if I knew the path through the woods behind his house that led to an old cemetery. I knew it well and also knew the abandoned graveyard was not patrolled - it was an excellent suggestion on a warm summer night. He said he needed a few things from inside the house and I said I'd go drop the car back at my parents and meet him on the street in front of his house in five minutes. I dropped off the car and pulled my knapsack from the trunk, stuffing a picnic blanket into it, and returned to his parents house. He was waiting for me with a military rucksack, and I followed him along the side of the house into the back yard and on the path through the woods. There was a moon, so we could see, although everything was in stark contrast. I indicated his rucksack as we walked. "Military?" I asked. "Yep, army helicopter pilot on leave," was the response. "Damn hot" I told him. "You're pretty damn hot yourself, man" was his response. "You grew up to be real eye candy." I stopped walking for a second. "Wait a minute. Do I know you?" He started to chuckle, "I'm afraid you do, but you might not realize its me. I think I've owed you an apology for about 15 years...". And that was when I started to laugh along with him. "See," he said. "You do remember." "Kinda' hard to forget - you pitch a mean fastball..." "I pitch a mean fuck too, but I think I kind of owe it to you to let you start this thing on top..." "Damn straight, man." "Nothin' straight about it...". We both laughed. "So you're... John, right?" I said. "Yep," he said, "and if I recall, so are you?" I nodded as we both continued to chuckle. We came out of the woods at that point and came into the rear portion of the old cemetery. The land was cleared of trees but only a few tombstones were scattered around here and there - the main portion of the graveyard was up a 20 foot slope on the other side of the field. There were hundreds of monuments and tombstones and even a couple of crypts up there. We found a flat likely spot away from the path and screened by a few stones. I threw down the picnic blanket. I let him know that I had poppers and KY in my kit as we sat down. "Cool" he said, and pulled something out of his rucksack. It was a pipe made out of glass, and although I'd never seen one like it, it was not a pot pipe nor a crackpipe. He put something that looked like a big piece of road salt into it and heated it up from underneath with a lighter. "What is that?" I asked. "You not cool with getting high?" he replied. "No problem, I've done a bunch of different things, but what is that?" It being the '80s and having been a club kid all through university, I'd done pot, which bored me; and ecstasy, which made me throw up; and coke, which could be fun during sex, but damn expensive, and faded too fast. I wasn't interested in PCP or anything that would make me hallucinate, and crack was something I was leery of. He assured me it wasn't crack, it was crystal and after taking a big hit himself he leaned over and shotgunned it to me. The vapor was much smoother than any weed I'd ever had (I wasn't then and never have been a cigarette smoker) and it was easy enough to inhale from him. After I exhaled, he held the pipe up to my lips with the lighter underneath and told me to draw slow and steady. I did, amazingly not coughing like I would with 420, and after a few moments, exhaled a pretty big cloud of white vapor. "Excellent," he said. "Now take another big hit and shotgun it back to me." I did so, and the next few minutes were spent shotgunning hits back and forth and making out. It only took a little while for me to feel an effect and I thought it was awesome. "Fuck!" I said. "I thought I was horny before, this stuff has me ready to tear your clothes to shreds!" "Then let's get naked" he replied. We both started ripping our clothes off and tossing them aside - we were screened enough, and I was getting high enough that being totally naked where someone just might see us didn't concern me in the least. Turns out he had a great body (no surprise) with awesome pecs, with the right amount of blond fur all over. He was about two inches shorter than me, so about 5'10" but with that muscled chest he was a bit broader than my ripped but trimmer dancer frame and he outweighed me by probably 15 pounds. Our cocks were basically a match - average in length, but both fatter than normal and circumsized, though his ballsac hung down a LOT lower than mine did - I envied him that! Despite the tina, we were both sporting hardons. We did a few more puffs on the pipe while feeling each other up, then fell down into a 69, both of us sucking cock like our lives depended on it. I remember that cock being so amazing to suck and this went on for quite sometime, but I kept being distracted by little glimpses of paradise beyond his lowhangers. I came up for air... "Damn, I gotta get my tongue in your hole man...". "Yeah, baby," he replied. "Let's take another hit, then get your face in my ass and get it ready for your cock." Out came the lighter, white vapor curled, we puffed and shotgunned a few times and then he lay down on his back and lifted those legs. I pulled my poppers out of my bag. This was the real stuff in those days - amyl - and handed him the bottle. He took a big huff and passed them to me, and I took a huge huff as well. I got the top back on and slipped the bottle back in his hand just as they hit me and I went animal. I slid my knees on either side of him, pulled his legs way up and dove face first into that hairy hole. I was so intent on eating that hot manhole for all I was worth that I felt like I was shoving my tongue and half my head up his channel. He was nearly apoplectic with horniness as he thrashed and moaned under me, muttering "eat me man, eat me..." between moans for at least 15 minutes. Finally, I heard him huff the poppers and he said "Do it now man. FUCK ME!" I lowered his legs to my shoulders and dripped saliva onto my cock. No way I was stopping to find the KY now! He held the poppers under my nose while I did a hit, then returned the bottle to his nose while I slowly but steadily pressed into that butch butthole. Heaven. Between the poppers, the crystal, the fact that he was a hot military dude it was already one of my hottest fucks to date. That's when he pulled the final card. "Do me man! Fuck that hole. Punish me for being the fucked up bully I was to you. Take it out on my hole man - punish me good and make me your bitch tonight." THAT sent me into maniac mode. I literally roared (probably loud enough for some houses back in the neighborhood to hear if their windows were open) and WAILED on his hole. I fucked him missionary, I fucked him doggie, I pulled him onto my lap and made him ride me, then stood us up with his legs around my back and fucked him standing - which if I'd thought about it made us visible to anyone who happened to be cutting through the woods. We wound up back on the ground face to face when I finally blasted him full of cum, an orgasm that in my enhanced state felt like none I'd ever had before. "Now that was a grudge fuck for the ages, man. Way to go!" I remember him saying. "Let's puff up and then its my turn... you'll be amazed at the stamina this shit gives you." He put more rocks in the pipe and we puffed and made out and shotgunned and puffed. Then he had me stand up. "Show me that dancer butt you're going to give me." I turned around and heard him huffing poppers behind me then he grabbed my ass from his kneeling position and dove face into my crack. Locking my knees, I bent forward at the waist, and moaned as that tongue hit my hungry hole. I picked up the poppers and took two hits, closed the bottle then reached back and pulled my cheeks open further to allow his tongue better access. Then utilized my dancer's flexibility by wrapping my hands around my lower legs, sticking my head between my legs and licking and slurping on his balls and the tip of his cock. That set him off and he pulled away from my hole and hissed, "on your back, on your back, gotta fuck this ass...". Happy to oblige, I got on my back, spread and lifted my legs and smiled. He handed me the poppers, I hit them as he was spitting on his cock, and handed him back the bottle. His hard tool brushed my pucker as he took his hit and when the euphoria hit me I practically pulled him into me. No KY for me either, and I didn't seem to need it either (which was unusual for me, who topped way more than bottomed). His cock felt amazing, I'd never taken a cock so quickly, so easily and so comfortably before... the stuff in that pipe was freakin' awesome! He threw me an excellent fuck - as promised - and like I did with him, he changed our position a number of times. He got me back onto my back on the ground and skitched around to pull out the pipe and lighter and we traded hits with his cock still in me. When he put the equipment down he wrapped my legs over his back and leaned in and drove his tongue into my mouth, deeply frenching while he ground his cock in deep, slow, insistent circles in my willing hole and after a few minutes of this mind-blowing screwing, blew his wad into my butt and collapsed onto my chest laughing. When his cock deflated a bit and slipped out of me, he rolled over and got out the stuff to reload his pipe. It was obvious that neither of us was remotely close to being finished with this play session, just like he warned me. We puffed some more and then he smirked at me, "so both our slut holes are full of manjuice just waiting to be licked out man... up for it?". Hell yes I was! We each took a hit of poppers and threw ourselves into a violent anal 69 driving our tongues as far into each other's hairy hole in order to find the nectar there. We were both insane with lust, and loving every minute. We went on for a few more hours, fucking, sucking, rimming, 69ing and each dropped another load or two in the other's willing hole when we realized we probably should draw this to a close. It had to be around 3AM. We packed up and started walking back through the woods. As we walked I thanked him for bringing the pipe and told him I thought it was incredible. "That it is," he replied. "But I gotta tell ya' there's a bit of a downside. You probably won't be able to sleep tonight, but you should lie down and relax anyway... and you'll likely still be horny as hell in the morning. What's your day like tomorrow anyway?" I told him it was totally free and he smiled. "Excellent. I think I know a way we can continue this later... give me your parents number" (Remember, this was before cellphones). He turned aside to go into his house and promised to call me around 11AM. I got home and tiptoed up to my old room, where I basically lay on the bed tweaking my nips, jerking my cock or fingering my hole. It all felt just fine. Just after 11 he called and said he'd "figured it out" and to pick him up at noon at his parents. We drove back to the mall and he had me head to the area where the buses came in. A few minutes later, a bus pulled up and among those getting out was another military looking guy who I was told was coming with us, and that we had a room waiting at the Holiday Inn around the corner. His friend got in the car and introductions were made, and we laughed over us being, John, John and Sean. Sean was a square-jawed soldier, african-american taller than either of us but slimmer in build. While Sean and I stayed in the car around the corner from the office, John went into get keys. He came around the building and signaled us the room number. We waited for him to walk to it and open the door, then I parked and we went over to the room. I pulled my trusty knapsack with me and both of the guys had their rucksacks. Once in the room, John explained that Sean was also on leave, was a fuck buddy of his (though very carefully for both, as they were in active service) and that when Sean was home on leave, he was the one that could supply John, and now us, with those magic crystals. Sean had a water pipe with him which he loaded up and this was even smoother than the small straight pipe John and I used the night before. We puffed and puffed and shared smoke and the clothes came off... Sean proved to have another toned military body, and was pretty much hairless except pubes, eyebrows and head. His ass was beautiful and his cock was long and thin, definitely longer than either John's or mine. We got higher and then got to business, Sean's cock and ass proved as tasty as they looked, and what followed was an awesome three way where each one of us was fucked by each of the others, rimmed and sucked by each of the others, filled with cum by each of the others, and generally had an awesome chem-filled fuckapalooza. Though I had DP'd before as a top, and did so for both of these guys too, I had never had two cocks up MY butt at the same time... but after Sean pushed a few crystals up mine and I huffed on the poppers, I soon was sitting on two soldier's rifles at the same time... freakin' amazing! I was seriously glad that an older buddy had taught me how to be a good fisting top when I was 19 because at one point I had the two soldiers in front of me, on their knees side by side, while I had my whole hand and wrist in each manhole. It was truly awesome. I had done threeways before this in my young life, but none this hot. We played until Sunday morning, when I need to get home and they needed to get ready to finish their leave. Never did get to see either of them again, but DAMN, what a hot weekend, and what a great way to get back at a bully!
  34. 1 point
    In September of 2004, I got a message from a guy I knew who lived near Columbia University - seems he had started getting party favors for a couple of guys who were from the Northern Burbs of the city. One was a Professor at Columbia, the other a low-level attache at the Italian Consulate (from Italy). Both were married to women, and both loved to play with big, and I mean BIG toys. Somehow they had met and got together every two weeks at a Hotel in Westchester to spend 6 or 7 hours opening up their up-until-recently straight holes with huge dildos and other fun accessories. And both recently discovered that inviting Miss T to the sessions made them even more intense and fun after the Prof was introduced by some of his students at a non-sexual party. My buddy who provided for them told them he knew someone else from up that way (me) who also got into that kind of play and might be able to show them a thing or two as well. He also told them that like them, I was married but implied that it was to a woman as well. I am not straight (though I sometimes play one on stage, and have fucked enough women) but I was begged to not reveal to them that I had a male partner not a wife, as my bud wanted to see how far along I could bring these guys. They got in touch and I said I'd be happy to play with them - I actually met up with them a number of times over a few months. First time I met up with them, I arrived and they'd been playing for almost an hour. They were each on one of the king-sized beds, surrounded by toys,lube, poppers and the glass cock on the nightstand between them. There was gay bb porn playing, HOWEVER it seems that they barely ever would touch each other. They'd assist in inserting toys, but no kissing or blowjobs or rimming or fucking each other had ever taken place up to this point, it was mostly watching each other. I thought "WTF??". The member of the Italian Consulate was early thirties, hairy, with a wiry soccer player body, modest dick and nice hairy ass. His buddy was a bear-type around 50 plus or minus, caucasian, salt-n-pepper hair, 'stache, chest hair and pubes, and a beaut of a cock. He also happened to be a bit more heavy-set than I tend to go for (no offense!) but was one of those guys that has some kind of chemistry/attitude overshadowed that and so the weight thing never bothered me. They fired up the torch and tried to get me caught up, then gave me a moderate sized toy to begin opening up. Both of their holes were filled with really thick and long dildos and I must admit to being considerably impressed for "str8" guys. Hmmm. This not touching thing was going to be a problem for me, so I needed to figure out a way to bypass that without freaking them out. Shotgunning turned out to work well - something each had done in college with 420 but had almost forgotten about. Taking big full hits on the pipe transferred the tweak-smoke back and forth from my mouth to theirs and their mouths to mine. I confessed to them that I was very oral - "no matter which sex I was playing with" - which led to each allowing me to suck their dicks and rim their holes (neither had ever been rimmed and BOY! did that go over well) so long as I did not mind if they did not reciprocate, which this first time, they did not. It would take a couple of sessions in total, but eventually I got them to the point where they would kiss me and each other, shotgun each other, and suck my dick and rim my ass (though not each other on the last two, oddly). In return, they got my hole more open than it had ever been before and has ever been since, and I continued to be astonished at the girth and length of the toys they would use on themselves and assist each other with. At my second session with them, my suggestion of booty bumps for all of us (which they'd not yet done) led to me getting a fist into both of them, again a new experience for each but my hand and wrist while not small were still smaller in diameter than some of their toys, so I knew that they could handle it. The professor confessed he'd fantasized about that, and the Italian shot wildly when I started a twisting motion in him, laughing and crying as he pumped a load all over the three of us. This was all very fun (though I felt sneaky) but as a top/versatile not fucking was bothering me a bit, I must confess. They both agreed we could all "give it a try" the next time, for without my saying so, they seemed to think that I'd never fucked or been fucked by another man and that it would be new for all of us. Cool. Except they insisted that of course we would all want condoms. So the next time, along with toys and ff we all bottomed and all topped. Surprise, surprise, they liked it. As we got more tweaked that session I would occasionally allow my hole to be in contact with a bare cock while we were doing something else and have the head just kind of pop in for a second or two before "noticing". And if I were behind one or the other, somehow the tip of my dick would brush across the entrance of their holes and teasingly linger for a moment. That was where I left it for that session, allowing them the choice. From then on fucking and fisting were always on the menu though toy play still made up about 50% of the sessions. The amount of favors per session increased as well. Then, a session or two later, the time got changed when I got the call and I arrived to find just the professor. I asked where our Italian was and he told me he was coming at the normal time, but the Prof had reserved the room early because he'd been fantasizing about getting fucked bareback and wanted an hour for me to fuck him prior to the full session. It seems since we'd begun sucking and fucking, he'd been visiting glory holes and ABS locations to do oral. And now he said he just had to feel a raw fuck - so we did, in a very intimate fashion and he shot from being fucked. The rest of the session was much like usual, until the Prof went to clean up around the time the sessions normally broke up and the Italian asked me if I had to be anywhere immediately. Responding in the negative, he told me to go out as if I was leaving then circle around and come back and meet him back in the room 20 minutes after we all "left". And get this, the same damn session, the Italian wants me to stay late for the very same reason the Prof wanted me early! Another hour, a much more animalistic fuck and an exhausted me dragged home after topping that hot hairy euro-hole. Odder still? I never was invited to another session, though my buddy down by Columbia told me they were both meeting each other much more frequently. Did I break the ice for them? Wish I knew!
  35. 1 point
    I have a friend who's been a fuckbud for 18 years - since we lived across the street from each other in the theatre district in Manhattan. My own partner was always thrilled that Sal was so close by as he knew my buddy Sal would get into all the kinker scene-stuff that I liked and my partner didn't. Now, years later I still play with this guy even though my partner and I live in the northern burbs of NYC and he and his partner live in Jersey City. I'm in my 40s (though still play the roles of 30-somethings) in good athletic trim, just barely six foot, caucasian guy with blue eyes, silver/blond hair, average size but very hard dick - think Anderson Cooper worked out and into leather. I've been poz for 27 years. So the evening in question happened during the holidays 2009/2010. My bud Sal and his partner Dan called me for a nice long session with some new friends of theirs and I headed down to Jersey to play. Got to their place and they'd all been at it for a few hours - they were all pretty tweaked already and offered me the glass cock to get me to try and catch up some. They'd been getting to the point and asked if I wanted, but I was going to have to drive back home sometime around 4 AM and declined, saying I'd stick to the pipe and maybe a booty bump. I started pulling a long hit from the glass cock and my buddy's partner Dan says for me to shotgun a new friend of theirs, Jim - I did so and the guy's eyes widened as I blew a huge amount of smoke into his lungs and our tongues danced. I kept shotgunning him as I drew hits from the glass cock and tried to get close to the level these guys were already at. Finally, Jim lay back on the bed for a moment, and I got a good look at him - nice well-sculpted body, good pecs, nice long semi-hard cock, looked to be Italian or Hispanic and a nice face... seemed to be late thirties, early forties. Perfect. Dan whispers in my ear "Eat his ass, I've been telling him all about you". I push Jim's legs back, kneel on a pillow and dive in - he's moaning and clutching at my head with a lot of "yes, yes, yes" going on. Sal and Dan hold the pipe down near me and I take another long hit and blow the smoke slowly up the guys' hole. He seems to really dig that. Sal gives him a hit from the glass cock and then Dan says "Jim, do you want him to fuck that hole of yours" and Jim starts begging, "yes, yes, fuck me! Fuck my hole". Wasting no time, with his hole all wet from my rim job (and my cock all wet from a bit of sucking from Sal) I slowly work my cock into his hole. He's tight, but not at all resistant and soon I'm in all the way to the hilt. Jim moans and mutters, "so good, so good.." as I begin a slow twisting fuck in his beautiful hairy hole. The boys spray some Maximum Impact into a cloth and stuff it into Jim's mouth. He goes wild, screaming "Fuck me, fuck me, harder! Harder!" and I start to really pound - he pulls my face down and we start kissing and tongue wrestling. When I pull back I notice Sal and Dan and the other three guys are just watching the action, jerking dicks here and there, but totally concentrated on us. Being an exhibitionist, I don't mind and we continue a really hot fuck. Dan says to Jim - "do you want him to breed that hairy hole, man, do you want his load up there?" and Jim is saying "yes, yes, breed me man, breed me" - I build up steam and then blow in his hole, howling a bit as I do and the other guys are cheering me on, while Jim starts bucking like he's having an anal orgasm - his beautiful long cock is rock-hard and dripping, but he's not able to shoot. After pulling out, Jim thanks me and I tell everyone I'll be back in a moment, I want a quick rinse in the shower. Dan joins me and says - "Tonight was his first time partying - his first point - and that was the first time he was ever fucked". I said "excuse me?" Dan replied "yeah, remember how you were the first guy who ever fucked me, back when Sal had you come down to play the first time I met you? Remember how I was still married to my wife? Well I thought you'd be perfect to break this guy in". I looked at him with suspicion and he continued "yep, he's married, kids, the whole deal. The wife and kids are away visiting relatives in Italy for Christmas". NOW they tell me! But then again, Sal didn't tell me that DAN was married the first time Sal got me to fuck Dan (who you may have guessed is now divorced and living with Sal). We went back out to the bedroom and Jim was happily getting plowed by another one of the guys while rimming a second one. Dan said, "yeah, he came over for a blow job that we advertised on Craig's List for straight guys looking for a quick blow, and we offered him some party favors and he seemed to like everything else that was going on, so we just progressed him along..." I shook my head in disbelief as I jumped into the pile and continued with our scene...
  36. 1 point
    So I wake up to find I slept passed my alarm and my boy took up to work before i could breed his hole a couple times. I flipped on my grindr and had a ton of messages from the EX army guy I fucked into submission a while back. He'd been drinking with a friend and they were both looking to get fucked. I grabbed my lube n poppers said I'd be there in 30 and took off. I got to the little house and my army guy invited me in and took me to a bed room with a kingsize bed and a tall sleeping latino stud. I lifted the blanket n saw a tight body n thick cock. My Army bud, Vic, pulled down my shorts and started working my cock moaning. He was so needing cock it was fun watching him suck and moan just on the taste on my cock. The moaning woke up his friend who began watching and stroking.I called him over and pulled Vic off cock despite his puppy whines and gave his bud a taste. Then put my cock between their mouths and let them make out on it. I went in and out of one throat then the other than between thier kiss. It was so amazing watching them moan and make out on my dick both of them still drunk and horny from a night before. I heard some knocking on the door outside, but ignored it and kept working their faces and throats. The knocking continued and Vic's friend told me to ignore it. I gave Vic the poppers and as he began taking hits i fucked his friends throat good and deep. the knocking got louder and more frequent and the guy outside was calling for someone inside desperately. The friend took off to see about it, and vic pushed his ass out on the bed and fingering and lubing up his hole. I pushed his hand away and guided my raw dick into him. even with the lube poppers and drinks he was still so tight, and he cried out as i slide deeper and deeper slowly. I grabbed his hips to stop him from running away and guided myself into him until my balls slapped his ass and his head arched back. I grinded my hips into him and he moaned and moaned and moaned. Finally his ass relaxed and pulled back a bit and pushed deeper in. He cried out in pleasure. I began to fuck him deeply and passionately loving the sounds I was making him make and the feel of his tight hole. The bedroom door opened and his friend walked in looking slightly distressed. I kept fucking Vic and gave him a nod as to ask What's wrong. and he just shook his head. I called him over and started making out with him while i fucked Vic. The knocking started again but closer this time from the bedroom window. He sighed angrily "Who's that "I asked still balls deep in and out of the moaning Vic. "My Ex." The friend says. "i broke up with him last week." "What happened?" "He was cheating on me" I smiled, "Well lets show him what he's missing" I pull out of Vic and tell him to move over to the window. i put the friend on his back and begin eating out his hole getting even harder knowing what I'm about to do. The knocking and yelling as not stopped the whole time. i line my raw dick up with the boy's hole i can tell he's a little more used to getting fucked than Vic. His hole is tight but relaxed ready and wanting. "You ready for this? " i ask him he nods and I tell Vic to open the curtains and blinds. On the other side of the window Is a very handsome well built latino with an expression of shock that can't be described. I push my dick in raw into his boy making sure he can see me and his boy looks up to see him too. The expression of joy on the boy's face and shock on his ex's was priceless. I began sucking on the boy's tight abs and chest while fucking him. The whole time telling him to look at his ex. and I kept fucking him deep making him moan as i touched every sweet spot on him. After a few minutes of fucking I look up at the Ex and see him crying on the window unable to pull away. I can see the love in his eyes and the regret own the ass he knows should be his. "This is so hot" Vic Says and even though he's broken I can see the Ex dick print in his pants. "Invite your ex in" I tell the boy as I bury my cock deeper in him. "He's had enough punishment." The boy moans and stumbles out the room , and Vic jumps and begins cleaning off my dick. I push Him on his back on the bed and bury my cock into him. He screams as i watch the Ex leave the window and hear him come into the house sniffling. they talk while I fuck and then the couple enter the room as Vic begins to shoot the load all over himself. I call the boy over and tell him to lick it up. He does it and the ex watches tear stained but hard. I instruct the boy to spit the cum on my cock and after he does i put him on his back again and begin fucking him infront of his ex with his covered dick. He moanign and groaning. and i tell vic to go and suck the ex. Reluctantly the ex disrobes and allows vic to suck him while he watches me fucking his boy. Then vic guides him to the bed. lays down right next to the boy legs in the air and begs the ex to fuck him. The ex had a good 8in dick long kinda thin. and began fucking vic but the whole time watching me. But then his attention turned to vic and he began to abuse him and his hole, pounding savagely, and in desperation. Vic had bitten off more than he could chew. The boy I'm fucking looks at me begging me to stop his ex from hurting his friend. So Ipull out of him and push the ex out. and begin making out with him. We began to wrestle on the bed as the two btms watch us but I'm able to lock up the guy quick enough and put my dick on his hole. "I don't btm fucker" he says "I'm not asking you to" I reply and I kiss him deeply. and he sighs. my dick begins pressing on his hole. the ex breathes in and my well lubed dick head pops in. He cries out. And I kiss him again. and with in a second he concedes. "Fuck me" he says. "Fuck me like you fucked them." I begin working his hole and he moans and cries and begs for more. The other two watch as i turned his top out into a btm. He was by far the hottest person in the room. 3 muscle boys. all for me. I turned him on his stomach, then on all fours. Then put vic back on the bed and fucked him, then the boy again. and kept taking turns on their ass till my balls were so blue it hurt. I lied down and the boy jumped on my dog reverse cowgirl style and began working for the load. Vic climbed on me and began making out with me. The Ex was making out with the boy riding my dick. He was kissing and fondling the boys body as I did to vic as the boy bounced and bounce on my dick. I felt my balls pull up. and it was my turn to yell. I shot and shot and shot and felt my cum running out the boys destroyed ass. Vic began to lick it up right at the hole with my dick still in him. and the ex blew a load on his boy and they began making out as the boy continued grinding on my dick till it grew soft. The four of use layed down together. all kinda in shock of what happened. i was the first to grab my stuff and pack up. Vic and boy cuddled and fondled each other, Vic sent me a text later on saying it was amazing and he can't wait to hook up with me again, and how the boy was so grateful and wanted to hook up again as well. The ex followed me out and said thank you, and gave me his number then drove off. I got it my car wet and sticky and felt kinda surreal. That just fucking happened....
  37. 1 point
    I love fucking married men. Something so nasty and perverted about sticking my raw cock in the ass of a man that will be going home to his wife and kids with my semen churning in his guts. I have fucked more married men than I can count, some started safe and then progressed to bareback after some time and trust. Others were bareback from the start, condoms never discussed, just the desire between two men to fuck raw. One of the best breeding sessions I had with a 40 something married man was at a hotel in the afternoon. I fucked him raw for the first time after we decided to forgo condoms online the day before. I fucked him gently in the missionary position at first but then my desire overcame me and soon I was fucking him like he had been taking my dick for years. In reality, he said I was the only the second cock he ever had and he'd never been bred before so he was hungry for it. I came deep inside him and he ejaculated without touching his cock less than a minute after. He told me later that it was the mental thrill of having a man ejaculate inside him that made him shoot. He is one of those bottoms that will sometimes feminize the act of anal sex beteween men. He tells me that when I am fucking him, his ass is no longer masculine, that it is now a pussy receptacle for my sperm. He also gets off on the mental thrill of being "knocked up". Obviously he knows better, but he has also told me that he gets a special thrill knowing my sperm are swimming around in his hole looking for eggs to fertilize. In our "relationship", I am the dominant male that does the fucking and he's the submissive that allows his holes to be used by my cock. He's a total cum addict and he insists that every drop of sperm I shoot with him goes in either his ass or his mouth. I've even made him cum hands free simply from letting him suck my cock while sitting at a park and ride off the interstate. We also both get off on cum sharing and felching. I regularly felch my load out of his hole so I can feed it back to him in his mouth. We snowball my load on the rare occasion that he sucks me to completion. At this point, we both know anal sex is on the menu when we get together and he craves my cock and cum like a starving man. It gets me so hot and horny knowing there is a man out there that needs my cum in him to be happy. About 30 minutes after I bred him for the first time, I was back at his ass, pounding away and on the verge of shooting a second load in him when his phone rang. It was his wife calling to let him know their oldest son, a teenager, had just gotten suspended from school. He let me finish in him quickly before running off to deal with the problems from his other life. I imagined he was sitting in the principals office discussing with his son did with two loads of my cum inside him. Fucking married men is the best.
  38. 1 point
    Last Wednesday I booked a motel room and welcomed men to come fuck me, as long as it was raw. The first guy wasn't all that hot or hung, but what did I care, I was getting my first load. The second guy was pretty hot and I watched in the mirror while he slid his bareback cock inside me, pumped several times, and finally blasted a hot spurt of jizz in me. Two loads and I was hooked (as if I wasn't already). I took an hour break from the motel to visit a bookstore with glory holes. I made sure I went into a booth with a hole, dropped my pants and put my jockstrap-wearing ass up to the hole. A hole leading to a hole. It wasn't long before I felt a nice, big cock in there. I can't always take the big ones, but those other two guys must've opened me up. After he came and left his booth, I left mine and went to another one, where I saw a guy next door beating off to porn. I offered him my ass by shoving it up against the hole, and he took it. After returning to the motel room, I posted my ass elsewhere, and after a few email exchanges (each one very brief with each person), I started losing track of who was coming over to breed me. Well, I guess I would just be surprised when I opened the door. I was also drinking beer and sniffing poppers, which helped with the losing track. The third and fourth guys are now a bit of a blur - just random flashes of hotness. I think one guy called me his bitch, and I loved that. The fifth guy was my favorite. Just a beautiful cock, beautiful body and handsome face. He'd fucked me months back at the glory hole, but being in bed with him was so much hotter. I want him to fuck me more. I only do this bb hotel cum dump thing once or twice a year, but it's a lot of fun. Next time maybe I'll try to have a group of guys take turns breeding me, each leaving his load as the next guy's lube.
  39. 1 point
    Last night after my boyfriend went to work, one of my tricks came over with a friend. He is a big black guy that likes to watch me get fucked. He likes to plow my ass after seeing me pounded by other dudes. His friend was a tall black stud that paid him to use me. Sometimes he charges guys to fuck me. He keeps the money and likes to pimp me out. He always reminds me if I don't service him and his friends we will make sure my boyfriend finds out what a slut I am. This guy ordered me to the bedroom and demanded I strip. He took his pants and underwear off and presented a big throbing cock. I started sucking on it right away. Then he said "lay down on your back and spread your legs". He spit on his dick and slid it up my ass real slow. My hungry ass devoured his piece easily. He started to fuck me real hard. My bed was slamming against the wall. My butt opened up and became a sloppy cunt. He looked so hot on top of me. He still had his t shirt on and his naked round black ass was riding me. I grabbed his big cheecks and moaned like a whore. Finally he shot his hot load of jizzz deep in my ass and I was smiling the whole time. It was a nice warm load and my ass was destroyed. He climbed off me and put on his pants and walked out without a word. My trick (victor) than got paid and he left. After the door shut Victor came in and started undressing. He put a pillow under my ass and spread my legs. His black dick easily pushed in me and a warm load of cum ran out down my ass. He told me I was a fucking whore and deserved to be fucked and used. He pounded on me for about 10 minutes. My hole was very used and open. His big black body covered me entirely. I ran my hands over his nice ass and big legs while he slammed me harder. I could hear the cummy ass slapping against his hips. He then blew his load in me. He collapsed against me and laid on top of me. When he got off of me he took his phone and took pictures of me with my legs open. He wanted a momento of what he did to my ass. He got nice pics of me dripping with two loads of black cum. I was still propped up on a pillow all opened up. He said I better make sure these pictures did not "accidently" end up in my boyfriends email. I cleaned up and went to sleep. When my boyfriend got home in the morning, he was horny. He took off his pants and had a nice hard on. I knew if he felt my hole he would know I had been unfaithful. So I quickly dropped to my knees and sucked him aggressively. He shot a load in my mouth and went to bed. All day I was thinking about the night before.
  40. 1 point
    Sitting in a cafe watching to world go by with a smoke has always been a good way to kill a few hours. Yesterday it ended up loosing me an entire day! This fella was sitting nearby, older but not really my type. He started making conversation and I was polite in response but didn't stop watch people walk past. I had my bike jacket on and was smoking a fairly nice Churchill cigar. I already had a load in my hole and wasn't really looking for more. After about 5 mins this fella moved tables and sat beside me. I tried not to show my annoyance and we carried on chatting. When I finally looked at him properly he had a bushy unkempt beard, going gray, was loosing his hair and was about 4 stone over weight. He was wearing a suit and as my eyes moved down he had a wedding ring on his finger. As my eyes moved lower I noticed the bulge in his pants. It wasn't huge but I could see all I needed to. My interest in the conversation perked a bit and my eyes kept drifting to his bulge. My mouth was starting to water and my cunt was starting to ache with the thought of his meat sliding into my already wet hole. As my cock grew hard and started to strain against my jeans I leaned back so he could see my dick growing against the tight denim. He put his hand on my knee and started getting closer as we talked. I decided I needed him to fuck me when I asked him his and and his response was " you can call me daddy, I don't need to know your name" The only response I could give was "yes daddy", he stood up his crotch level with my face and I wanted to suck his cock right there. Instead he said "follow me " With a brief walk we got to his hotel. In the lift alone he grabbed my ass and said "you want daddy's cock?" I nodded and he smiled and said "you want daddy's load" .. I managed "yes please daddy" before the lift arrived and I followed him to his room. He opened the door and before it was closed he said "strip for daddy' .. I obeyed and was soon naked with my cock hard as rock in this strangers hotel room. He started to undress showing off a very hairy body and as he dropped his pants I realised I had underestimated the size of daddy's cock. It was a good 10 inches and thick. I dropped to my knees and started to give daddy's cock the worship it deserved. He fucked my face roughly, choking me and making me beg for more when he pulled out to let me breath. He shoved me backwards and I sprawled on the floor, he instructed me not to move and lowered himself to his knees then positioned me on to all fours. He started to rim my quivering cunt and then stopped. "daddy's dirty cunt has already been filled today?" "yes daddy, sorry daddy" "don't be sorry, daddy likes a filthy cunt" Then he slammed his dick into me, only the last guys seed for lube. He banged me hard for a long time, we where both drenched in sweat and I was begging for more "fuck me daddy" "harder, please harder" "make me your bitch" He called me "dirty cunt" "filthy faggot" "greedy boi" With one final trust I felt him bury himself deep inside me and felt his cock spasm as he emptied his load into me. As he pulsed in me I felt every squirt. When he pulled out I went to get up and leave but he said "daddy's not done with your cunt, get on the bed" I spent the next 5 hours getting fucked by daddy until we both fell asleep, I was woken with his cock slidding back into my arse.
  41. 1 point
    My "First" Gift Giver As I mentioned, since Boston's indoor sex venues closed it has been increasingly difficult to find playmates. Even when you do find someone compatible on the phone or the Internet, you still have to struggle with all the logistics: who is hosting and who is traveling; when is a good time to meet; giving and getting directions; who will bring the poppers and pot. Given that there is no worse a project management job than organizing homosexuals, it's amazing we ever hookup at all. However, there is always an exception to the rule. One summer day during the 2001/2002 recession…when I had little else to keep me occupied…I had my usual phone ad out looking for cum pigs and poz guys. Generally, this ad is too specific and "out there" for the general phone sex populace, but you never can tell. Several of the poz guys I had played with before were from the lines. Anyway, it was getting late and I had already reconciled myself that nothing was going to happen...in fact I had already jerked off and was thinking about making some dinner. Just as I was about to delete my ad, the phone rang. It was some poz guy and...wonders of wonders...he was only a couple of blocks away and knew my street. After he made sure I was looking for poz loads, he decided to stroll over for a quickie. I don't think we even exchanged detailed stats. All he knew was I was a fat pig looking for poz loads and all I knew was he wanted to give them. Therefore, I was pleasantly surprised when this stereotypical, Abercrombie and Fitch, blond muscle "boi" showed up. Ironically, his name also happened to be Brian. Did I mention a psychic once told be to beware of men named Brian? Anyway, after he took a leak (unfortunately, not in me or on me), we got right down to business. First I sucked him hard. While sucking we talked a bit between slurps and I discovered his thing was pozzing guys. He didn't care who or where or whether they knew his status or not. He got off on using guys holes for his perverted pleasure and leaving. This turned me on big time because most of the known poz guys I had played with were into barebacking, but the whole conversion scene did little for them so I always had to be more circumspect than I wanted so I wouldn't scare them off. So in many ways, Brian The Blond "Boi" was my first real gift giver. Yah, some of those unknown poz guys who had used me in the Pilgrim Theater and Art Cinema probably had been into gifting, but not so I could enjoy it. Once he was nice and hard, I got on all fours. Then very business like, he spread my cheeks and started spitting on my hole. Well, this got me going and Brian could tell. Though I have only done it a few times, I do love getting spat upon. It's just so degrading. Once Brian determined I was wet enough, he started to shove his big (not huge, but big) charged cock into me. Again I was surprised, I thought he was just going to rip into my hole, but he knew what I wanted and that he was going to get to unload in me, so he gave me a chance to get used to it. You see, I love taking poz loads, but the ripping and tearing scene is not my thing. Then he started some serious barebacking. His fucking style was as efficient as this entire scene was turning out to be: a straight and hard in and out with a good rhythm. To add some interest, he started spitting all over my hairy back and this drove me even more nuts. All-in-all, it was a great fuck. After about 15 minutes he announced he was about to cum and all I moaned something I had always wanted to say: "Give me that poz load." Then I started using my ass muscles to give him some good, hard squeezes. Finally, I felt him pulse inside of me as he shot his dirty seed. After I milked his cock with my hole a few minutes, he withdrew, put on his clothes, and left. It was all very efficient and orderly. Pity more tricks can't be so easy. 
 My Best Night of Sex In early December of 1998 on a Sunday about two years into our fuck buddy-ship, Brian-the-Pig-Boy calls. Apparently, the little slut had gone to the local bathhouse and got himself gang banged by five guys and taken a total of seven loads. He wanted to know if I wanted to suck them out. Silly question. Of course I did! Nothing I like better than felching stranger cum from a fellow pig's hole. And the thought of it all made me want his load up my ass real bad. And honestly, I needed the relief. I had just got laid off from the second job in as many months. The late 90s were a fickle time. Now I was a little worried because I had just jerked off about half an hour before. Well, it's a good thing, because we had such a hot time that I would have cum way too fast. I really shouldn't have worried because I ended up blowing several more times, including two times after he left just thinking about it all. So Brian shows up and we start toking some and he tells me about the gang bang. Well, it just about blew my mind. I have always wanted to experience that and knowing I was hearing all about it first hand and would be basically getting the rewards of it was a major turn on. After we get some stoned….and I admit it, I was a bit buzzed already….he tells me he has to pee. Well, I figured we might as well start the evening on the right note and had him piss in my mouth. Jeez, he must have pissed a quart, I could actually feel my belly distend a bit. After that, we got undressed and got even more stoned and started hitting the poppers while he continued telling me about his adventures. He was politely sitting on a towel so he wouldn't mess up my easy chair. I love being a pig, but I draw the line at ruining upholstery. Finally, we grab the supplies and head for the bedroom. The first thing he wants to do is assemble the rim seat I had found an antique wooden toilet discarded on the street in front of a house being renovated. In a very Martha Stewart moment, I built it with supplies from Home Depot. Brian wanted the bottom role first. He said that all those loads up his ass must be worth at least an hour of me on top. Then it dawned on me that he's as much of a butt muncher as myself. He was was actually trading the loads up his ass for some uninterrupted rim time. I told him that and we both laughed. One of the great things about our play is we both can step back from a scene, comment on it, and see the humor in it. After some monster hits of poppers, he began munching on my big, hairy ass while I started talking smut. I could tell he really enjoyed the scene because he would jerk off and then pull his hand away as it became too intense. After a good 10 or 15 minutes he screamed beneath me that he could feel the cum leek from his ass. Then he threw up his legs and I shoved a couple of fingers in. The butt play portion of the evening had begun! Brian asked for a breather to calm down. We have both become masters of buzz sex, knowing just when to pull back and recompose ourselves. This allows us to play and party for hours. Now it was his turned to get rimmed. I wanted to start out on the bed first so I could control the flow of spunk out of his ass. So Brian got in the doggy position. I looked at his cum frosted bum and it looked so inviting that I knew just had to slip it in, even though I knew I would cum fast. I wanted to feel all that hot spooge around my cock. I also knew I was buzzed enough to keep on playing as long as I didn't think too much about it. So I plugged his fine (but unfortunately shaved) ass and blew my second load for the night. Damn if it didn't feel as good and as big as the first. Now it was time to eat. I spread his cheeks and just buried my face up his used butt. Now Brian might be a burgeoning rim pig, but I am the master. I have butt sucked thousands of men and there is not a trick I don't know and I used each and everyone of them on Brian's ass. As Brian says, I am no wimpy butt muncher. Boy his ass tasted wonderful. I was getting mouthfuls of white, white cum as well as all the other textures and tastes that make ass eating so great. I expected his ass to be more cummy tasting…what one college friend described to me once as a mixture of Clorox and buttermilk…but the loads were really sweet. Makes me think the guys who gang banged him all knew each other and started drinking the same stuff about the same time. Now it was me to take to the floor beneath the rim seat. What a great invention. It drives me absolutely nuts to be able to wedge my tongue so far up a hole and keep at it comfortably for what seems like an endless time. The cum was shooting out of his ass in sloppy streams and it looked just like cream. There must have been a cup of it. Needless to say, load three soon shot out of me, burning like fire. Time for another break. Brian and I smoked another bowl, drank a couple of beers, and he gave me a couple of hits of speed ( because it would be soon time for my butt to get some attention. While we rested, chatted, and waited for our buzzes to kick in again, Brian started working a big black double-ended dildo up his butt. Being a good friend, I naturally lent a hand, all the while telling him how I was rubbing all that stranger cum into his ass. As much as I had sucked out, there was still cream seeping from his asshole as half of the dildo's 18 inches slipped into him. After a while, we traded places. He wiped the crap from the very end of the dildo, but left a good layer of white slime on it and began inserting it into my ass. Now I am not much into toys, but I really enjoying it with Brian and knowing it was lubed with all those loads was an amazing head trip. Brian then bent the other end of the dildo up and began sitting on it himself. From past sessions, I knew he had always wanted to try this, but I had been reluctant. Fuck, he was right! It felt great and I was just as proud as punch when I felt his ass cheeks touch mine. We separated, groaning like total whores as that big piece of rubber was pulled from our asses. I personally love having it ripped out real fast so my hole starts spasming. We took a brief break and Brian said he wanted to eat some more ass, but he wanted to try something new. A few weeks before we were playing and he noticed a box of chocolates in the fridge, so in a moment of whimsy he shoved a piece up his ass and sat on my face. Now, I am not into scat (I know because I have tried it a few times), so the texture and color sort of freaked me out. Then when my taste buds kicked in...all I can say is WOW. He wanted me to return the favor, so he ran to his stuff in the living room and brought back what I assumed was a couple of pieces of boxed candy. It felt really odd and way too big to be what I thought, but Brian was having a good time and who am I to complain? This went on for a time and I knew he was getting getting ready to bareback me. After about a half an hour I needed to rest and cleanup, if you know what I mean. So I went to the bathroom and since I was a tad pasty I went to the kitchen to get some juice. On my way back, I noticed a piece of wrapper on the coffee table in the living room. I then recognized it. No wonder it felt big. He had just shoved an extra large Milky Way up my ass! I began to laugh and told him that I was only a convenience store fuck to him. Ok, now it was time for the finale. I took the doggy position on the bed. We both start talking trash and doing poppers to get that really great intense feeling. Then he shoved his nice and very average cock hard way up my ass. After about five minutes of heavy pounding, that load that he had been saving for me all night flew into my ass. His load was so big, it felt more like a load of piss flooding my guts . He pulled out and I rolled over and shot my fourth load of the evening. Brian then cleaned up and made his way home and I watched the X-Files on video to let the buzz pass so I could sleep. While watching what turned out to be a really great episode, I slowly jerked off and shot twice more . That makes six loads for the night…a personal best.
  42. 1 point
    I woke up horny and snuck outta bed. turned grindr on and started looking. Immediately a boy answered with a hot pic of him pushing out his ass. we traded pics and he told me he wanted my cock bad. I told him he'd have to host, but he said he lived with his parents. I convinced him to sneak me in and he agreed after seeing a few more cock pics. he opened the door wearing a tight tshirt and trunk underwear. He was 5'2 slim stud like latin boy. from the minute he closed the door to his lil boy bed room we couldn't stop kissing. his lips were amazing and his body even more so. we rolled around kissing and stripping each others clothes off. I began pulling out all the stops sucking up and down his body, finding out all the spots that made his toes curl and eyes roll back. I kissed down his legs and even sucked on his toes which he had to muffle his moans with a pillow cuz it was driving him over the edge Then i turned him over and told him to push his ass out. He jumped for it spread his ass for me. Such a willing baby boy. I began eating him out deep and crazy. his ass was perfectly clean and his hole was so tite and pink it was perfect. He was losing it with my tongue in his hole, but i wanted more. I slapped my cock on his crack, and he looked over this shoulder at me saying he didn't think he could take it. that maybe we should just jack off. I lined up my cock head on his hole and began massaging a spot on his hips i'd figured out earlier which made his head roll back. i dropped some spit on his crack and began lubing up my cock. and pushed the head on his hole. He was right he was super tite, he was clenching scared of my cock. "I'm not gonna have an ass left" he finally said. I wrapped my arms around him from behind and began kissing him slow and passionately, he was so beautiful. "Focus on my hands" I told him and I ran them all over the map I made of his body earlier. his head rolled back we kissed and I licked him up and down his neck and lower ear my hands moving from his hips to dick to balls to nips up his arms and down his thighs, and his ass relaxed only a bit, which let the tip of my head push in his hole. He went rigid. Then felt the pressure and relaxed again. A 1/4 of an inch of my head pushed up and he moaned again and then went back to focus on my hands. "Relax baby boy" I coaxed him and he moaned more and relaxed his hole and my whole head popped in and his whole body reacted. I'd never seen a reaction like this before. He fell forward and just rotated his hips on the head of my cock. "Oh my god" He moaned and he began fucking himself only on the head of my cock. Then just when i was gonna try pushing deeper he jumped off turned around and began sucking it deep and hard giving me an amazingly deepthroat. I moaned and went to grab his head to fuck his face. and he turned around pushed his ass on my cock again fucking himself on the head. This went on for a little while, and finally he stopped and began making out with me for a while saying this had been his fantasy for sometime and he was loving my big cock. "love if all the way babe" I said "I can't take that" was his automatic reply, "no way" I convinced him to let me rim him somemore and walked him through pushing out his ass like he was taking cock. Within seconds he was holding his sexy cheeks apart and pushing his hole begging me to go deeper and deeper in his hole with my tongue while i lubed up my dick. I slapped my dick again on his hole, and he kept his ass spread as i pushed the head in and he moaned trying to get into positiong to control the fuck but i pulled him to me grabbed his balls in my hand and pulled a little. rubbing them. Instantly his attempt at clenching stopped he relaxed completely and my dick slid in a good 3 inches. he freaked out and tried to move foward but i held him and touched him and he relaxed letting me pump him. deeper and deeper and deeper till my balls were slapping his ass his mouth was wide open and the only word were yes yes yes and omg. My dick was the hardest i'd felt in a while and i wasn't sure i was gonna cum but the boy didn't seem to mind. soon he was in doggy style impaling himself on my cock . We flipped different positions and he moaned with each turn of my cock in him. Neither of us were concerned about cumming and it felt like we would never get close we just kept fucking and fucking and fucking Till finally when i had his legs in the air and was fucking him deep he grabbed my hands and said he felt like he was gonna cum. I picked up speed and his eyes rolled. I knew I was hitting the spot everytime I pounded his face of eurphoria and chills went over him and he looked at me holding my hands feelign the sensation of about to cum in his dick without even touching himself. I kept speeding up and fucking harder now without mercy trying to slam the cum out of him but after about two minutes of the sensation he couldn't take it anymore, he grabbed his dick, and after two pumps he shot a load it sprayed all over himself and he couldn't stop cumming it seemed his ass gripped me and tugged my cock but only barely got me close I pulled out and before i could do anymore the boy jumped his mouth on my dick and sucked. I ended up jacking off into his mouth and he swallowed. We made out for abotu another hour and had sex one more time, and shit i thought i was in love. But after i left home, he stopped returning my messages. Probably the most amazing fuck I'd had in my life, I shit hope it was for him too. He had told me before i left, that it had been his first.
  43. 1 point
    It was a hot summer day in Arizona and I was taking the bus to my mom's workplace to pick up the car so I could take my visiting cousins to rent some VHS movies to pass the time. I was still in high school and jumped at any opportunity to borrow the car, even if it was for just an afternoon. We stopped to pick up some people and on walks this older, bald, short, muscular guy with visible tattoos on his arms. He sits accross from me and I can't stop looking at him. He is probably around 36 or 38, muscular and veiny with a goatee and dark piercing eyes. He sees me looking and looks back but I am young and not sure so I move to the back of the bus at the next stop. He soon follows and sits right behind me and leans in and says, "so where are you headed kid?" I am startled and turn my head to see him lick his lips. My heart started to race as I told him my plans and asked where he was going. He said he was gonna go visit a friend and then had some free time on his hands and asked if I wanted to pick him up so we could "hang out". I was so excited and my cock was rock hard as I stammered.. "uh, sure. I can pick you up at the main bus station in about half an hour if you want?" He agreed to meet me there and I got off at the next stop. After my cousins took forever deciding on a movie, I finally got them back to the grandparents house and said I had to run some errands. I raced over to the station and drove around worried he would be gone until I finally saw him walking up the street. I pulled up and rolled down the window and he got in, "what took you so long, I thought you ditched me kid?" "No.. sorry" I stammered, "so what did you want to do?" I asked pretty seriously naive. " I wanna fuck" he said turning to look at me as he grabbed his crotch. My heart was beating hard and my cock was leaking precum by now as I raced back home. We got inside and he said his name was John and that he only had about an hour to kill as he stripped off his clothes. He wasn't shy and had no reason to be, he had a well muscled body with tats on his arms, chest, abs and back. I was moving much slower than him as I was in shock at what was happening. I wasn't a virgin but had NEVER done anything like this and my teen cock was throbbing at the idea of having sex with this MAN. When he was finally nude, he moved to my bed and his balls hung low and his cock was about 7 inches semi hard and thick as fuck. I finally got naked and he told me to come over. As I got into bed, he guided my mouth to his cock and I began to lick and suck it like a champ. He started with the "yeah baby's" and "fuck that feels good" which only made me suck harder. After a few minutes he sat up, grabbed me and flipped me on my back and spread my legs as he dove into suck my dick. I almost came when his mouth took my cock all the way in. I was probably no more than 5 1/2 inches hard so he was able to take my entire cock easily. I was moaning and wrtihing in pleasure when he started to lift my legs and move his tongue down to my smooth hole. FUCK, I started shaking as his tongue shot into my asshole and he pushed my legs back further to get even deeper. I was moaning and whimpering as he tongue fucked my tight shitter and I was in heaven. He finally came up and said "you know what I wanna do" are you ready for me to fuck you?" I could only nod yes. He spit on his hand and rubbed it on his cock then lined up his head to my tight, teen hole and slowly pushed in. His raw cock was begining to fill me and I gasped as I felt him sliding in. He pushed my legs out wider and started to really shove. I tried to push him back as it began to hurt but he was strong and wild with lust for my young ass and he pinned my arms back as he rammed the rest of his veiny, raw dick into my hole. I almost screamed out but he landed on top of me and covered my mouth with his and began kissing me as he let my asshole take in the girth and length of his man cock. Instinctivly I wrapped my legs around his strong, waist and he knew he had me. He grabbed my face and started to fuck me hard while kissing, licking and biting me. I wrapped my arms around his back and kissed him back as best as I could in between deep breaths. My smooth cock was rubbing against his abs and I knew I wouldn't last long. He was biting my neck and sucking when he started to pump me faster and harder and the next thing I knew he rammed his entire length into me and shot a hot raw load deep into my guts! "FUCKKKKK, HOLY SHIT, ARRRGGGHHHH" was all I heard in my ear as he convulsed and finally collapsed on top of me, out of breath. His cock slowly slid out of my spent hole and he flipped over on his back. I leand in to kiss his perfect chest and he pulled me into him, kissing my head like an uncle would his nephew. "So how was that?" he asked me. I just smiled and kissed his lips. He reached down and took hold my my still hard cock saying, "you wanna try fucking me?" I jumped up and said ok and tried to lift his legs but he stopped me and turned around on his hands and knees. I had never fucked anyone doggy style but as he reached around to spread his thick, muscular cheeks, instinct took over and I tried to ram my young dick into his hot, wet man hole. He pulled away a bit and then pushed back but I was only half way in when he stopped me. "Sorry kid, I thought I could take it but it's been a while, lay down and I'll suck you off." I was dissappointed but happy to let him suck my dick again. He started in on my cock slowly and then put a finger in my used hole. He started to suck harder and finger me deeper. That was all it took and I shot a fresh, hot, watery load of teen jizz into his mouth. He pulled up and I shot the rest on his face and chest, my eyes rolling back and my body thrashing. He pulled out his finger and came up to kiss me, but I could barely breath, let alone kiss him back. John got up and began to pose in the mirror and asked me if I liked his body. I could barely see straight but said hell yeah, he was perfect. "Thanks kid, mind if I take a shower?" "Sure go ahead" I said and got up to show him the way. While he was in the bathroom my nosiness took over and I started to check his pockets. I was a pretty good kid and not trying to take the guy, just curious. I pull out his wallet and opened it up to find an id. Not a driver's license, but a COUNTY JAIL id showing his name as David and being a work realease detainee. I was at once scared and excited. I had just been fucked by a convict out on work release. I was pissed at him for lying but horny as fuck at the idea of a criminal having just used me. I checked his other pockets and found a bus pass in one and then a small sandwich bag in the other. It had some weed in it and I shoved it back in his pants. "John" finished up and came back to my room and saw me holding his pants, although I had put the wallet back, I guess he figured I had peeked and came clean. He said he was supposed to be looking for work but had gone to a friends to pick up some weed and never expected to meet me in the process. He asked me if I wold give him a ride back and I said ok, but would have to hurry. He grabbed some lotion off my dresser and pulled out the pot from his pocket. He rolled it into a small ball and lubed up his hole with lotion before pushing the baggie into his ass. I had never seen this done before and couldn't believe my eyes! He just smiled and said "the guard usually makes you spread your cheeks, but the guy working this shift hates his job and won't even make me take off my underwear." He winked and I smiled. I took "John" back and dropped him off at a bus stop down the street. He grabbed my thigh and said "thanks kid, you were a great fuck!" and got out. I never saw him again but I sure did jack off to the memory of him for many years after. That was the first anonymous fuck that started my craving for raw, anon dick. It's been more than 20 years but I am still grateful to him for bringing out the need for hot, man sex in me that hot summer day.
  44. 1 point
    The following is an account of my very first raw load, the load that turned me into the cum dump I am today. When I was younger I lived with both my parents but my mother worked nights and my dad spent a lot of time in the pub. I have siblings but I am the youngest so most nights it was just me at home. Especially on a Friday & Saturday night. It was a typical Friday night. I was home alone and watching tv in the lounge. My brother & sisters where out, my mum was working and my dad was in the pub. I was expecting to be alone till about 2300 so I was naked and playing with myself on the sofa. I had one hand on my cock and I was sliding my finger in and out of my arse hole edging myself while I watched a late night adult movie. I had my eyes closed and only realised I wasn't alone when a cold hand stroked my naked chest. I jumped when I seen my dad and tried to cover myself with a blanket that I had beside me on the sofa. He told me to relax and said he wasn't mad. Which was a relief as I was convinced I was in trouble for watching the program I had on and playing with myself! I sat up and my dad sat beside me on the sofa and said it might be time for us to talk about the birds and the bees. I felt really embarrassed at being caught so just blushed and agreed. He asked me why I was playing with my hole, and all I could say was it felt nice. He leaned close to me and I could smell the alcohol on his breath when he asked me if I knew what a blow job was. I said yes and he asked me if I wanted one. I couldn't believe what he had said and didn't answer. He got angry with me and told me to answer him when he spoke to me. I stammered a "yes please daddy" and he told me I was a "good boy" my hard cock felt even harder on hearing that and when he told me to lie down I did. He was between my legs looking up at me and he started to kiss me, down there. He took by balls in his mouth and played with them! I had never felt anything like it, I closed my eyes and moaned as his lips moved around my shaft and he started to suck. After what felt like an eternity of intense waves of pleasure I opened my eyes and noticed he was naked. His cock was hard and looked huge. I reached down for it and as I held it in my hand he kissed me. I felt so safe with his lips on mine and I could feel his pulse in his cock as I tightened my grip. He tasted of whisky and stale cigarettes, thats still my favourite taste on a man. He kissed his way down my body and placed my legs over his shoulders as he alternated between sucking my cock and licking at my boy cunt. His tounge felt so good inside me and his rough hands ran all over my body, eventually I couldn't take any more and I said "fuck me Daddy" he stopped and looked at me. He asked me was I sure and I replied "please fuck me Daddy". He picked me up and took me to his bedroom. He laid me on the bed and reached into a draw beside his bed. I felt something cold on my arse and then his finger slid into me. I threw my head back and said "more" he played with me for a short time and then bent my legs back. His big hand held on to my ankles and I felt the most intense wave of pain and pleasure as he shoved his cock into me. He started to move in and out of me slowly and asked me was I sure I wanted this. "Fuck me Daddy" was all I could say, and all he needed to hear. His grip tightened on my ankles and he started to pound me. "harder daddy, please harder" and he obliged looking up at my 46 year old father and seeing the look of pleasure on his face as he rode me made it feel even better to have him inside of me. He kept speeding up and started to grunt, "more daddy, I want more" was exactly what he needed to hear because suddenly he stopped and shouted "you dirty little slut" I felt him inside of me, I felt his cock spasm, I felt his seed filling me up "thank you daddy" was all I could manage as I climaxed onto my chest hitting my neck and face. He lay on top of me, his weight crushing me and he held me tight against him. The smell of Daddy, his sweat, his scent was intense. After about 10 minutes his cock slid out of me and he got up and told me to join him in the shower. I did as he told me and we showered together. He soaped my body and rinsed me clean and I did the same for him. Then took me back to my bed and started to apologise. I asked him not to, I told him how special it was and how much I had enjoyed it. He smiled and said maybe we could do it again? That made my night! When he said there was two conditions I said "anything" he just smiled and said 1 - tell no one, I promised I wouldn't and said whats 2. He smiled again and said "don't ever say no to daddy" Even now I am 30 and he is 65, I still never say no to Daddy.

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