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Chapter 5 – Coming To. Ray opens his eyes. The room is dark and is hard for him to focus on anything. The only light is coming from the tv. It’s playing porn still. Ray heard the video before he could focus on the video. The video is of some tweeked out twink being double teamed by a latino man and a black man. One at each hole. The man fucking the twink’ mouth is blowing clouds down on the bottom. This brings back the memories of how Ray got in the current situation. The memory of his brother smoking him out. The memory of sucking on his brother’s dick. The memory of smoking while he was rimmed. And finally, he remembered his brother penetrating his virgin hole. It took him a moment to fully recall the whole experience but It all came back to him. He felt so horny still. He became aware that he was jerking himself off while reminiscing on the earlier events. Still hard as a rock. He thought to himself, how long have I been passed out? That’s when Ray heard his brother from the other side of the room. W: oh look who finally came to. Ray heard another person snicker along with his brother. Someone else was with them now. Ray could not make anyone out in the darkness but he definitely heard a second voice. He found it hard to focus. Ray remembered that he was in a G hole and would need some time to come out of it. Damn his need for drugs and more drugs. Ray thought to himself that he should get up, grab his shit, and run out of there. As if reading his mind, Walt commanded his brother’s attention. W: Hey little bro. Want another hit? Without thinking, Ray nodded his head. His body betrayed his inner struggle to run away. W: hold up. Our guest has a special request. He wants to see how desperate you are for more tina straight boy. I’ve shown him a pic of your used hole. He wants to see it used in front of his own eyes. The thought of your desperation makes him hard. Ray gulped. What had he gotten himself into? He knew he should say fuck this shit and run but his brother had all the drugs. And he needed more. Always needed more. Walt came into the light of the tv with a new pipe with a huge bowl. It looked like double the size of the bowl he was used to using. It also had a thick stem. The quality of the pipe was definitely more than he was used to. Walt picked up a torch and ignited the flame. He bounced the flame on the bowl and melted the huge puddle inside. He released a huge cloud that filled the area exposed by the light of the tv. Walt handed the pipe down to his little brother. Ray lit up and exhaled the biggest hit he has taken so far the evening. He greedily took 3 more hits before he realized that his brother was shaking his dick in the air in front of him. Ray’s eyes looked up at his big brother, pleading with him to stop this humiliation. When the eye contact did nothing, Ray started to mumble out loud. R: please, Walt. Please brother, please don’t make me do this. Not again. I’m straight man. I have a girlfriend. W: yeah, I know you have a girlfriend. She comes around here trying to get at my dick for drugs too. Stupid bitch doesn’t get anywhere with me though. She doesn’t have the right equipment for my tastes. So she blows my friends for some smoke here and there. But from where I’m standing, you seem to be the better cock suckers anyways. And you have a tighter ass than she does. I mean, everyone has hit that at least once or twice. But you’re so new and tight, you put her to shame. Ray had a look of defeat on his face. W: oh come now, you have to have known she gives her mouth and holes up for drugs. Besides, you have no moral high ground to stand on. I mean, you sucked off your own brother. You took dick from your own brother. You got bread by your own brother, like a brand new cum whore junkie that you are. Just enjoy yourself and your new position. Ray knew what his brother wanted. He took in another hit and lunged forward engulfing the dick. White clouds escaped around the dick in his mouth. This made Walt and his guest start to chuckle again. W: See, I told you so. My brother, the little cock sucker.. Ray was lost in the giving the blowjob but he listened to the two men laughing. The voice sounded familiar but in his present condition, he could not making out who it was. Beside, it didn’t matter who it was. All that mattered was making his brother’s dick happy because that meant more drugs for him. He had to keep his mind on the drugs or he feared that he would go crazy given his current state. Walt pulled his now hard dick out of his brother’s mouth and slapped his face with the thick head. He let the trail of precum leak all over the boy’s face. He pulled his dick away and took a step backwards. This left Ray on his knees in front of the dimly lit area of the TV. Walt walked away for a brief moment and came back with a blindfold. He placed it on his little brother’s eyes and tied it really snug. W: you’ll leave this on. If you take it off or it falls off before I take it off, then you leave right then without any tina in your pockets. Keep the party going for me and my friend here and you’ll have something in your pocket later. Nod if you understand. He nods indicating that he understood. W: Good boy. Now my friend here is paying for your drugs right now. Come over here and make his dick feel appreciated. Good little straight boy tina slut. Ray was totally in the dark but walked on his hands and knees. He followed the sound of the other man’s laughing. He reached his pants. Ray reached up to the fly and unzipped him. He heard the man’s pants fall to the ground. Ray reached forward again, this time feeling the man’s dick tenting in his boxer briefs. He pulled the man’s dick out and jerked the growing dick. The man spoke in a hushed voice. Man: Lick my head. Make my head nice and wet bitch. Wet my 9 inches of meat. Ray did as he was told. He leaned forward and met the man’s boner. He licked the mushroom head like it was a lollipop. He was rewarded with some precum dripping from the piss slit. W: Good little whore. Here you go. You are starting to earn this. The pipe was pushed to Ray’s lips and Walt lit the bulb for him. W: I’ll light it. just take a moment and breath the tina in. No lazy hits today. I want to see you fucked up. I know you wanna get nice and fucked up. Walt twisted the pipe for his brother and Ray sucked in a huge cloud. He blew it out and immediately put his mouth back on the pipe. This second hit was faster and deeper. The third hit was well placed. He put his mouth on the dick in front of him and started making out with the dick. Smoke leaked out from the sides of his mouth. Without much prompting, Ray started full on blowing this stranger. He did as he was told to. Hands appeared on the back of his head pushing him further down on the throbbing dick. Ray gagged on the intruding meat in his throat. He backed off with spit leaking from his mouth to the mushroom head. Again the pipe was put to his mouth and the bowl lit for him. After two more good hits, Ray returned his mouth to the dick in front on him. Without warning, the man pushed his entire dick into Ray’s throat. He gagged a bit but hands were placed on the back of his head and Ray couldn’t get away. He was forced to swallow the entire length. Again the chuckles of his brother and than man could be heard echoing in the room. Man: That’s right, swallow my meat. You know just how I like it. Ray heard the words and froze. The man kept his rhythm and fucked Ray’s throat but Ray was still as could be. He knew he recognized that voice from the chuckling. The realization of who the man was made him start coughing. The man felt waves of pleasure with his dick in the whore’s throat as he coughed. It almost put him over the edge. Almost. The man pulled his phlegm covered dick out and smacked Ray’s cheeks with the access drool. Chapter 6 – Who’s the Homo Now? Man: Did little Ray just put one and two together? Walt walked away from the scene and to the nearest wall. He flicked the light switch on and the room became illuminated. At first this blinded Ray, as his eyes were used to the dim light of the TV. It took a moment, but his eyes adjusted and a look of horror came upon his face. There standing in front of Ray was his ex-best friend Zeek. Ray was in shock. How did he find himself in this situation. Naked, hard as can be, and sucking off his ex-bestie. Z: yeah buddy. I just love how well you suck my cock. Especially since I’m supposed to be the no good homo, right? Walt walked back to the two and feigned shock. W: Why, whatever do you mean by that Zeek? Z: Oh well, back when me and your brother were younger and just starting to smoke out, I let out a secret after one of our jerk off sessions. I told him that I was bisexual and liked guys sometimes. This freaked him the fuck out. He said I was hitting on him and only wanted to get at his dick. So he called me a dirty homo and kicked me to the side like yesterday’s left overs. W: oh damn. He did you dirty like that? Z: yeah, fucked up huh? Well, who’s laughing now? Who wants who’s dick now? All Ray could do is sit there in embarrassment. He had become lower than low. He wanted to get up and run away and never look back. But he looked over at his brother Walt, whom was waving the pipe as he reloaded it. This made him complacent and he remained in place. Zeek looked to his side and saw the pipe getting reloaded. He waved at Walt. Z: Plan C bro. W: Okay. I’m down Walt walked off to his dresser and came back with a baggie of powdered Tina. He handed it to Zeek. Zeek reached in and grabbed a pinch of powder and drizzled in on the head of his dick. He grabbed another pink and drizzled in on the length of his 9 inch dick. Z: oh come on now my little bitch. Come clean off my dick with your hot little mouth. Take it back in your throat in one go and we’ll start the pipe again. Ray went from frozen with fear to horny slut in the flash of second. He lunged forward and took the 9 inch monster into his throat like a seasoned whore. Once it was in, he started to gag but Zeek held him head in place. There was no escape from the situation. Ray’s mouth was filled with the awful chemical taste of raw Tina. But he loved the effect. He felt the headrush immediately. Before he knew it, a brown bottle of poppers were placed to his nostrils. Zeek held the bottle in place while Ray took a hit from each side of his nose. Zeek felt Ray hit the rush from the poppers and felt his throat relax. He took the opportunity to start to jackhammer Ray’s throat. Zeek’s balls were smacking Ray’s bottom lip. Z: yeah, I love this you dirty bitch. Zeek continued to assault Ray’s mouth for a few minutes. When he finally pulled his dick out, Walt immediately had the pipe up to Ray’s used mouth. Ray puffed out 3 good sized clouds. He tried to get back at Zeek’s dick but was slapped to the right cheek. The slap bounced in the room. Walt handed the pipe over to Zeek. He took a few hits himself before returning the pipe to Walt. Z: Hey Walt, help the chem whore to the bed. Put him on his back. Walt walked over to Ray and helped him to his feet. He walked Ray to the bed and had him sit on the edge. Zeek walked over and maneuvered Ray into the spread eagle position. Z: yeah, I like to see a good whore show off the hole before I strike. Hey Ray, play with your hole for me you Tina slut. Ray reached between his legs and started to finger himself. Walt bend down and spit on Ray’s hole to help him out with some lube. The spit helped revitalize the load that was already deposited into his ass before. Ray was pushing three fingers into himself. Walt approached Zeek with another baggie. This time, this baggie was filled with large shards. Zeek picked two out and handed the baggie back to Walt. Zeek approached the bottom as he assaulted his own hole with his fingers. Zeek grabbed the hand and pulled the fingers out. He placed the first shard into Ray’s hole and released his hand. Ray pushed the shard into himself. When he got all three fingers back in and started to feel the burn he tried to pull his fingers out. Zeek pushed on his hand so that the fingers remained in place. Z: Tell me when the heat stops. R: Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. Z: yeah, let me hear it baby. Ray had made a whimper to signal that the burning had stopped. Zeek read the scene and pulled the fingers out of the hole. he placed the second shard just inside the boy’s hole. He placed the tip of his dick at the entrance. Z: Shhh, shhh, shhh… Zeek slowly pushed the second shard into the quivering hole. He stopped for a moment when he had pushed half of his dick into the boy. He waited for the shard to dissolve. Once he felt the hole quiver again, he pushed the rest of his dick into Ray. He bottomed out and held steady with his balls against the bottom’s bottom. Zeek pulled Ray’s legs up and placed them on his shoulders. He then pulled almost entirely out, leaving only his mushroom head inside the warm hole. He slammed back into Ray with full force. Ray tried to yell but found he had all the air punched out of him. He tried to yell, scream, something, but could only make a moaning sound. Zeek kept power thrusting like that over and over and all that he could make out was the damn moaning sound. Ray knew that moaning sound. He was very familiar with that moaning sound. It was the same sound he would get his girlfriend to make when he fucked her. R: Oh gawd… what are you guys doing to me? Ray looked around to try to get his brother’s attention. Surely he would help him and stop the man from raping him. When he found his brother in his view, he noticed that he had his phone out and was recording the whole ordeal. Ray was filled with embarrassment. Not only was he getting fucked like a common whore, not only was he dripping precum by the bucket load, not only was he getting a revenge fucking from his ex-best friend, but his brother was recording it. To Ray this was the stuff of nightmares and he thought this is what hell must be like…that’s what he was thinking but as he thought that, his body was in ecstasy. He kept dwelling on the fact that he was being recorded. The thought made his dick throb. Then without any warning, right in the middle of a passionate thrusting, he let out a loud moan as he shot his thick load all over himself. Zeek looked down at this whore wetting himself from the fucking he was delivering. He started to laugh. His laughs were echoed by Walt’s own laughs. Z: Looks like the little Tina slut loves my dick enough to cream herself. Zeek scoops up some of Ray’s cum and puts it to his own mouth. Oh the amount of times he had jerked off thinking about the taste of this guy’s nut. Now that he tasted it, he felt a sense of relief. He scooped another finger’s worth and tasted it again. This sent him over the edge and he grabbed Ray by the hips. He delivered another warm load into the bowels of the Tina whore. Z: Well, you took my load so well. Who’s the homo now? Zeek and Walt laughed like they were dying of laughter. Zeek collected his clothes and got dressed. He turned to the two brothers. Z: I’ll hit you up later to see if you want another load. And Ray, the next time I see you, I want you to say “I’m a fucking homo and I need another load from my man.” That will be worth a bowl or two. Zeek turned around and headed for the door. Walt threw on a pair of boxers and walked Zeek out the bedroom door. All Ray could do was lay there on the bed on his back and continued playing with his now empty hole.

Chapter 9 – Keeping the Party Going Ray was in one of the best places for a new pnp bottom to be in. He was high and super defeated. He had just been fucked by his now ex-girlfriend. He had been fucked by his ex-best friend. He had been fucked by his own older brother. Now he standing naked in front of his brother and brother’s friend Kev. He was high but he needed to get higher. He needed to get high enough to forget all about his girlfriend owning his ass. He walked over to Kev, reached out his hand and placed it on his chest. He felt the fine chest hair and traced the happy trail down to the top of his boxer shorts. Kev smiled at the defeated twink and placed his hands on the twink’s shoulders. With a little force downward, he guided the straight boy down to level with his growing dick. K: yeah boy, you know what to do. Make me feel good and we’ll take care of you all night long. Ray reached up and yanked Kev’s boxers right now. The dick swung open and nearly slapped Ray in the face. Ray stopped and took in the sight of the man in front of him. He had seen dicks of all shapes and sizes in the locker room before but this was the first time he had seen a white uncut dick before. The pretty white dick was at full mass at full 7 inch glory. The uncut skin hung over the head even while fully hard. Suddenly Ray was brought back to reality by the sounds of a torch lighting a thick pipe over his head. Kev was taking the first hit of a new bowl. He blew the smoke down on Ray as he woke from his daze. Kev handed the pipe down to Ray. The boy took his hit and blew the cloud onto the white dick as he surrounded it with his mouth. K: Again. This time choke on my big dick. I want it in your throat. Ray took his hit. He took his time engulfing the dick this time. He waited until the dick touched the back of his throat before exhaling. This pleased Kev as he started to rock his dick back and forth in the throat. Ray pulled off the dick and looked up. His brother was now side by side with Kev, dropping his boxers down to the floor. The next cloud was blown on his brother’s growing dick. W: yeah, that’s good. You’re getting better at that little bro. K: omg this is so hot knowing this is your brother that is our current cock slave. The two men talked like Ray wasn’t even there. W: no, he’s a tina slave. That’s more desperate than a cock slave. Watch this. Little brother, get on my bed with your ass in the air, now! Ray got up and leaped on the bed. He got head down ass up for his brother. W: See, complete obedience for more Tina. Kev pulled out a large shard and pushed in into the straight boy’s hole. Kev pulled his fingers out and pushed another shard up the hole. Walt got up and went to get some supplies. When he came back, Kev was pushing a third shard up the boy’s hole. Kev was able to push 3 fingers completely in and out of the boy’s hole as it was right then. Walt pulled up some silicone lube and lubed up his fingers. He pushed four fingers into the boys hole. There was some resistance but he searched around and found Ray’s prostate. He rubbed on that button until the four fingers were gliding in and out with ease, all the way to the knuckles. The man pulled out of the teen. Ray almost cried out because he felt so empty inside. Walt got up on the bed and laid down flat. W: come sit on my dick, you dirty Tina whore. Walt rubbed the silicone lube all over his dick and Ray came up and sat right down on it. The new lube was a godsend. Ray could slide up and down on the big brown dick like he was made to do it. Walt pulls Ray down and holds him down while he piston fucks the teen’s hole. Kev’s starts jerking off with the silicone lube all over his own dick. He gets on the bed and slides closer to the two fucking. He gets right behind the teen, watching his light brown cheeks bounce up and down on his friend’s dick. K: Hey Walt, what time is it? W: Oh I think it’s DP time. Don’t you think so, Ray? Ray starts to try to speak with Walt pulls his dick out just long enough for Kev to push a shard up the hole. Kev guides Walt’s dick back to the teen’s hole. The tina makes the hole quiver and weakened the grip. Like clockwork, Kev puts the head of his dick at the boy’s entrance and pushes forward. Ray starts to cry out stop! but Walt throws his hand over the teen’s mouth. Kev reaches around Ray and puts a bottle of poppers to his nose. Ray takes in two good huffs on both sides. His hole relaxes a bit. Just enough for the second dickhead to push completely into the hole. POP! Again Ray starts to cry out and again his mouth is covered. K: Just fucking let me in already. W: yeah, you know you’ll like it once it’s inside of you. Tears streak down Ray’s cheeks as the second dick pushes forward. The silicone lube helps out huge and both dicks are fully inside the teen in a matter of seconds. Ray tries to buck back and forth trying to pry one or both dicks out of his stretched hole but every movement just helps to push the dicks in him further. Walt lets go of his brother and Ray tries to twist and turn his way free but he is sandwiched between the two men. Eventually the two dicks start to rub Ray the right way and he starts fucking himself down on the intruders. Kev starts long dicking the boy until he feels his nut build up. He pushes forward down to the hilt and unloads his load in the teen. He pulls out and looks at the cum around Walt’s dick. Just dripping from the used hole. Walt turns the boy over and fucks him missionary style for a few minutes. He doesn’t last long feeling how loose and wet the hole it now. Walt slams into and seeds his brother’s hole with another load. The two men gave Ray a short break to rest up. After about 15 o 20 minutes, they were back to playing around. Moans and grunts were the only sounds coming from the bottom. He was super high and it was hard for him to think clearly on anything other than his hole. Walt kept fingering him with the four fingers as Kev went around to the boy’s front. Kev lit up the pipe, took his hit and gave Ray a big shotgun. He repeated the shotgun three more times. Then the two men stared at each other and both were in silent agreement. Kev took in a fat hit and blew the cloud into Rays lungs. At the same time, Walt worked in the four fingers with his thumb into the boy’s hole. As soon as the entire hand was passed the ring, Ray clenched down on it. More moans escaped from the boy’s mouth. He wiggled his ass like that would get the fist out of his stretched hole, but Walt stayed planted in place. Kev gave another shotgun. This time Walt reached under the boy and jerked his semi hard dick. With the fingers inside the ass, he played with the boy’s prostate while twirling his fingers about. The boy was now moaning and drooling – a complete mess of a boy. Another shotgun and he relaxed enough for the fist to come out. Walt and Kev trade places. Walt starts giving Ray shotguns, just feeding him cloud after cloud. Kev rubs the silicone lube on his fingers, getting them ready to invade. Just as he is about to push in, he throws in a shard into the gapping hole. He sprinkles some powder on his lubed hand and then pushes inside Ray. As Kev’s fingers begin touching Ray’s insides, the boy starts drooling again and begins to push back on the fingers. Kev has slightly bigger hands than Walt so it takes a big of pressure to get the entire fist inside the boy but it pops in nonetheless. All the tina inside the boy’s stretched hole is making Ray’s insides burn. He’s rocking back and forth, practically riding the man’s fist. Kev stretches his fingers inside the boy and more grunts escape the boy’s mouth. Walt pushes his dick in the drooling mess of a mouth Ray has. He fucks the front of the boy as Kev fists him from behind. Kev advances his fist further inside the boy. The boy’s stretched hole is around Kev’s wrist now. Kev pushes further slowly until the boy starts to whine like a scared animal. K: fucking bitch, take that fist.

Chapter 1 – Free Ride Walt was waiting patiently for his younger brother to stop by. He knew the routine with Ray. Walt was pretty successful at his job but really made his money with his side hustle. He was a successful dealer of all sorts. A latino gay man in his late 20’s with an average frame. He stands at a height of 5’ 11”. At 19 years old, his younger brother Ray was naturally skinny in an athletic way. Standing 5’ 9”, he looked like a normal guy. No one would guess that Ray was successful at being a low life junkie that couch surfed where he could. Opposite ends of the using continuum from his brother. Walt was able to know his limits and when to call it a day. Ray used as much and as often as he could, always chasing that next high. This was the usual time of the month where Walt found that his brother would come by to make small talk and then ask for some pills or tina to help him out. Walt was just about sick of his brother using the “family card” to get free shit. This time he was going to have to earn his high. Walt was going to make his straight brother choose his self pride or chase the high to give up a hole or two. Walt hoped that his brother would have the dignity to say no to his proposition but he also knows that Tina has a big grip on his brother. Either way, Walt had saved up a weeks load in his balls incase his brother chose the drugs. Like clockwork, Ray showed up on the last Saturday of the month at 6pm on the dot. A ring of the doorbell let Walt know his guest was there. He opened the door and gave his younger brother a quick glance up and down. Ray walked in and gave his brother a hug. R: Hey bro, it’s good to see you again. I hope you don’t mind that I stopped by today. W: No problem man. I have the night free so I was just going to chill at home. Come sit down on the couch. Can I get you something to drink? R: Do you have a beer back there? W: No on the beer I’m afraid. I do have the next best thing though. Walt disappeared into the kitchen and emerged with 2 glasses of coke. W: Who needs beer when I have some G. Watch out though, this batch is killer strong. Ray took the drink and started to down it. The speed at which he drank let Walt know he was already feeling bad without anything in his system. R: Hey, do you think I could catch a quick shower. I’ve been walking around a lot today. W: Sure, go ahead. I’ll jump in myself after you. Ray got up off the couch and goes through his backpack. he picks out a pair of presumably clean underwear. He walked over to the bathroom. He grabbed a towel and closed the door. Walt took the time to set the scene for his brother. He took out a pipe and torch and placed them on the coffee table in front of the couch. He went over to one of his stash spots and pulled out some pills and a baggie of big shards. He left the pills on the table with his glass of coke and g. He knew his brother would see them right away. Walt packed his pipe and picked up the torch. He melted the shard and took a big hit. He took a few more hits leaving the pipe with one, maybe two good hits. He placed it down on the table. He blew out his cloud and hid the current baggie of Tina. He walked over to the bathroom. He opens the door just as his brother was coming out of the shower. They shared a room together when they lived at home so walking in on each other in various states of undress was normal for them. Ray put on a pair of boxers that he brought with him and walked out to the living room. Walt jumped in the shower. He kept thinking of his brothers round ass and started to chub up a bit. He changes the water to cold to calm himself own. W: All in good time. Chapter 2 – Getting despirate Ray walked out to the living room and sat down at the couch in his boxers. This was his brother’s pad so he felt comfortable enough. He had taken a quick shower so that the steam wouldn’t get him lightheaded when the G kicked in. He glances down at the coffee table and spots the random pills. He thought fuck-it! and threw the 2 mystery pills into his mouth. He picked up his brother’s glass with the spiked soda and downed that too. He picked up the pipe laid down before him and turned on the torch. He heated the bowl of the pipe until the white smoke started to accumulate. He took a huge rip and blew out a large cloud. R: There we go. Ray immediately torched the bowl again and took another big hit. He held onto it and then released. He looked at the empty bowl and though time for a refill. He laid back on the couch and waited for his brother. As he lay there sitting on the couch, the G was starting to kick in and relaxed his posture. He pulled out his phone and started watching some straight porn. He was so into the video that he didn’t hear his older brother reenter the room. Walt walked into the room in just a pair of his own boxers. And why not, it was his home after all. His brother was the one making himself at home without any fuss. Walt walked over and sat right next to his brother. Ray woke from his fixation and greeted his brother. They started laughing at the porn on the phone and making stupid comments about the overacting. Ray was really feeling like he was stuck in the couch. The G was strong after all. Walt noticed his brother in this state and reached down under the couch where he stashed his baggie of shards. W: looks like you overshot the mark with the G. Here, this should help balance you out. Walt packed the bowl, took his hit, and handed it to his brother. The brothers passed the pipe back and forth a bit until it was empty again. Walt knew his brother. He knew what level of high he was at and it was barely off the ground. Walt packed another bowl. Hitting it and passing to his broher, he said: W: Okay this is it man. That’s all I can smoke up. The rest I have to sell. Ray took his hit and started to worry. He took 2 more hits before passing it back to Walt. R: What if I paid for some more? W: How much cash do you have? R: No, I only have like 20. W: that ain’t going to get you much bro. Sorry but I have to put on my dealer hat on this. This is business. Even for family. Ray took the last hit off the pipe and held it in as long as he could. He released the cloud and stared at his brother defeated. R: What do you bargain with other guys? I’m pretty desperate. Come on bro, I’ll do anything. Walt felt the lightbulb go off in his head. Bingo Chapter 3 – I’ll Do Anything R: What would you have anyone else do to score some T? John Doe comes up to you and is in this predicament. What do you bargain with him? W: I don’t know that you are that desperate. I don’t know. Ray lowered his head in shame. R: I’ll suck on it. Walt saw his defeated brother and he licked his lips. W: What was that? R: I’ll suck you off if I can smoke more. I really need it. W: You want my cock? My cock for some more tina? Is that it? R: I guess. W: okay … I’ll bring the party if your gonna play. You’re gonna be my tina whore tonight? R: Yes. If I have to. Walt stands up and grabs the pipe and refills with a big shard. He lights it up and blows out a white cloud toward his brother. W: Well, first off, drop those boxers. I like my boys to be naked. And come over hear on your knees and show me you really mean it. Once I know you are serious, I’ll get you fucked up. Ray drops his underwear and walks over a few steps to his older brother’s front. He gets down on his knees and pulls the underwear off his brother. He gets an inch from the dick in front of him. R: I don’t know if I can do this. I don’t know… W: I’ll bring the party if you bring the play. Now go on now, start things off. Ray opens up and takes the dickhead in mouth. Walt feels the warmth of a new recruit. He feels his dick starting to grow in his brother’s mouth. W: yeah, good boy. Yeah suck that growing dick. Walt’s dick started to get hard but stayed at half full. He hands the pipe down to his brother. W: Here you go, smoke up a bit. I want you to take two hits. On the third, get back to sucking me off. I wanna see clouds around my dick. The sound of the torch starting up fills the room. One hit, two hits, and number three. The mouth returns to Walt’s semi hard dick. Walk looks down as the smoke flows from the boy’s mouth around his dick. This is just what he needed to get to fully hard. The younger brother pulls away and torch hits the pipe again. Four more huge hits with more and more dick in his throat. Walt is now thrusting straight into Ray’s throat. Now, Walt had heard through the grapevine that his brother has sucked a dick for tina before but he was surprised he was able to deepthroat his thick 8 inches. He was fucking the throat and watching the smoke come out of the boy’s nose and corners of his mouth. Only the occasional cough and gag betrayed how new Ray was to sucking big dick. Walt picks the boy up and throws him toward the couch. Chapter 4 – Head Down Ass Up W: Get on your knees with your ass towards me. Ray obeyed and got on his knees. R: oh, hey. I don’t know about this. This might be a little too much. Walt just reloaded the pipe and handed it over to Ray. Not one to deny a loaded pipe, Ray withdrew his protests and bent over the couch and started to hit the pipe. He drew in a large hit and was about to release when he felt something wet press against his asshole. He moaned as the smoke escaped his mouth. Walt used his tongue to attack Ray’s twitching hole. He ate out that boy’s hole like it was his last meal. Walt pulled back a moment and looked at the glistening hole before him. He pushed two fingers into the straight boy hole as he took in another hit. Moans filled the air as Ray was finger fucked by two fingers. More spit and three fingers were now in the boy hole, stretching it open. The next big hit from the pipe allowed Walt to push in four fingers. The hole barely let them in but four fingers were in. This made the boy try to reach behind himself to pull the fingers out. Walt reached under the boy an found Ray’s dick hard as can be. W: I see that you found my pills. Thought you might. Fucking whore. Walt pulled his fingers out and pushed up against the boy’s ass. His cock rubbing against the line between the cheeks. Precum wet the ass crack as he thrusted against the boy. Ray began to panic when he felt his brother’s head at the entrance to his hole. His mind was screaming no but his quivering asshole was begging for something more than fingers. Ray wasn’t that stupid. He knew that to get fucked when high was an experience. A lot of guys love it. He just never thought it was something he would do. As if he knew what Ray was thinking, he thrust in and the tip pushed inside Ray. R: OMG, fuck that’s thick. W: that’s only my head. It’s not even at the thick part yet. Walt pulls out and reached under the couch again. This time he pulls out a bottle of laced lube. He quickly fingers some into his brother before he has time to change his mind. Walt places his dickhead at the entrance right as Ray starts complaining about the burning inside of him from the lube. Walt thrusts in and gets the head back in. He thrusts again and gets halfway inside of Ray. R: fuuuuuuuuuck W. I know. I know. It’s almost in there. A third thrust pushes him all the way in. Ray can feel his brothers balls against his ass crack. R: fuuuuuuuuck W: I’m gonna leave it there a moment so you can get used to it inside of you. Walt reaches around to his brother’s chest. He touches his nipples and squeezes them slightly. This sends jolts throughout Ray’s body causing him to push back against the dick. He didn’t think he could get more dick inside of him but it felt like an extra inch was pushed inside of him. Walt continued to play with Ray’s nipples and the boy began to pull away and push back into his brother’s dick. W: Yeah, that’s right. Fuck yourself on my dick. Milk my seed right out of me. Ray continued to fuck himself on his big brother’s dick. It did not take long for the huge load to be worked up and finally shot up into his younger brother. W: yeaaahhhhh. Walt pulled out of the whore he just filled with his sperm. Ray was still head down ass up on the couch. Walt walked away and came back with his phone. Ray couldn’t see it but he heard the camera sound coming from behind him. Walt was taking pictures of him bent over, showing off his cum filled ass. R: Hey, what the fuck are you doing? W: Just needed a picture to get my friend over here. R: Okay let me get dressed and I’ll head out. W: oh no, you’re not leaving. Get some rest. I’m treating you like any other whore that gets seeded for drugs. The homies want a taste too. R: I don’t know about this. I’m pretty high now. this was fun and all that but I don’t know about someone else seeing me like this. W: you fucking junkie whore. You never have enough. You’ll stay and you’ll like it. I told you I was going to bring the party. Don’t worry you have some time to rest. Walt walks back to the kitchen and come back with another glass of coke and G. W: here, this will calm you down some and help you rest for a bit. Ray takes the drink and gulps it down. This time the taste was more bitter than last time. W: Come follow me. He gets up and follows Walt into the bedroom. Once inside, Ray was guided to the edge of the bed with his untouched dick standing straight up against just under his belly button. Walt turns on the tv and connects it to his laptop. He starts playing porn and Ray starts jerking off without even thinking. Just a natural response to being so tweaked out. While Ray is busy with a video of two men double teaming a twink, and jerking off, Walt gets on his phone and sends out a few texts. He gets someone to answer back immediately. His friend loved the pic of the used hole. Walt tells him to head over. After a short while, the G starts to kick in and Ray sinks back into the bed. He lays back and blacks out.

12 with my cousins. 13 with my uncle and then a guy at school. 14 with my uncles friends and step dad, along with my first “Boyfriend” (the Swim Coach at school). Learnt a lot early 😈. Enjoy one of my first Grindr photos 🙈

About six months ago, had a dude from grinder come over and he wanted anon ass to fuck and breed. He requested a dark room and me blind folded...He walked into my dark bedroom and found me ass up and lubedl....I didnt realize untill he started sliding in that he had a huge fat cock, must have been 9-10 inches untill i reached around and felt it... I was like hey man, just give me half of that dick and it was hurting like hell...He replied and said, hey faggot, you asked to be fucked tonight and thats what i'm going to do, so shut the fuck up and take it because i'm going for broke here....and he reached up and pushed my shoulders down and chest on the bed pinning me into position.. He forced me to take all of his cock and I was moaning in pain...he pounded me for a while and grunted when he busted in me balls deep..When he pulled out he said don't fucking move untill i'm gone....he zipped up and left....I had to walk funny and sit gently for a week after that...but man looking back, would love for a round #2....fucking hot!

Disclaimer – Just letting you know ahead of time that this chapter involves a female joining in on the scene. I have tried to condense the scene to what I feel is essential for the story. I’m sorry if this offends you, please skip to my next chapter. Chapter 8 – What Really Matters Ray found his girlfriend at their pad. He busted out the drugs he had earned with his ass. When she asked him how he got the Tina, he was evasive and never quite gave her a real answer beside he got it thru his brother. They smoked out and fucked the rest of the day. They tried to ration out the eightball but by the middle of the week they were finished. They scraped and scrounged and got a dealer to trade some household items for some tina but they were completely out by Friday evening. Ray’s girlfriend brought up Ray’s brother as an option for more drugs. Ray said no, that his brother was asking too high a price. That he couldn’t get him to front him anything. She kept on him and on him and finally he broke down and said they would go over and try… even though he knew the answer would be no. And he kept to himself that the only yes he would get is if he whored himself out again. But he could never let her know that happened. Never. Ray messaged his brother and asked if he and his girlfriend could come over and chill. Walt knew exactly what was up. He said he had company but that they could roll by and “see whaT happens”. Ray and his girlfriend walk up to Walt’s door and ring the doorbell. Walt answers in a white tank top and grey sweatpants. He welcomes the two lovers inside and they walk to the living room. Waiting for them is a Caucasian man, also dressed in a white tank and grey sweatpants. They sit and make small talk. Walt introduces his friend Kev. W: would you all like some Gatorade, made with a heavy G. Okay cool, one for everyone. He turns to Ray and asks him to help him with the drinks. In the kitchen, Walt starts pouring Gatorade into 4 glasses. He takes out a jar of G and measures out some and deposits a shot in each drink. R: Hey bro, are we cool? We don’t need to dwell on my last time here right? We can just chill and go with the flow right? W: Oh course, it’s not like you guys are here to ask for drugs right? Ray goes pale in the face. Walt starts to chuckle. W: Don’t worry. I know why you guys are here. Why do you think I invited you back? Ray starts to panic a bit. W: Don’t worry. My friend out there wants to see some action. Here, this drink has double the amount of G. if you give it to your girlfriend, my friend will smoke you guys out but he wants to fuck her in front of you while you smoke. If you give her this drink, it will happen that way. If you don’t give it to her and take the bigger drink yourself, then I’ll pack one bowl and you guys will be on your way. It’s your decision, how fucked up do you want guys want to get? Walt hands Ray two of the drinks and grabs the other two. They return to the living room where the girlfriend and Kev are talking amongst themselves. Walt hands one of his drinks to Kev. Ray holds the two drinks in his hands and has to think things through. He has to decide if he wants to whore out his girlfriend for drugs and get pretty high or just a little high. He goes back and forth, back and forth, finally he decides and hands his girlfriend one of the drinks. Walt looks back at his brother with a sly look on his face, as if to say “party on”. They continue to make small talk here and there. All four of them seem to be relaxing a bit. They all seem to be getting warmer. Walt pulls out a prepacked pipe and lights it up. He hands it off to Ray’s girlfriend. After she takes her large hit, she passes it to Kev. Kev hits it big time and before passing it to Ray, he makes a comment to everyone. K: Wow, this stuff is pretty strong. It makes you sweat like right away and a lot. I don’t know about you guys but I wanna be able to walk out of here in a dry shirt. Kev pulls off his tank top revealing his great physique. He has a slightly hairy chest with nice happy trail. Ray takes his hit and looks over at his brother, whom is already taking his own tank off. His smooth brown chest is in contrast to Kev’s. Ray looks over at his girlfriend. GF: fuck it, we’re all friends here. Sorry guys, but I don’t like wearing bras. She pulls off her blouse revealing her tits to the men. Ray is taken back by this. Evidently the G is hitting her good. He feels like he made the right decision after all. He pulls off his shirt, showing off his smooth brown torso with just a slight happy trail of fuzz. Walt takes the shirts and hangs them up on the coat rack by the front door. The pipe goes around again and everyone gets another big hit. While Walt is refilling the pipe, he looks over at his younger brother whom is starting to sink into the couch. This makes Walt smile and ask- W: So brother, are we down to parTy with your girl? A relaxed Ray just smiles. R: yeah, we’re down. Let’s parTy and play alright. Walt and Kev get the biggest smile on their faces. They start to chuckle a bit and this alarms Ray slightly but he is too busy sinking into his seat to focus that much. They look over at his girlfriend who looks slightly pissed. GF: you fucking asshole. I can’t believe you. R: What’s going on here. Why am I feeling so good? W: While I was talking with you, Kev was talking with your girl. We told her about the choice you were going to make. Trying to sell her ass for your high. She didn’t believe us so she just sit by and watched you take the double Glass of Gatorade. R: WTF man. You set me up. K: Don’t worry man. I’ll still get you guys fucked up on my good shit. It makes everyone wanna get naked asap. I just wanna see a show. Hand him the pipe. He’s gonna need it. HAHA Walt packed a full pipe and hands it to the GF. W: Ladies first. The girlfriend proceeds to smoke half the bowl herself. She hands the bowl off to Kev and gets up. She follows Walt into the other room. Kev takes his hit and passes to Ray. Ray pushes himself up and grabs the pipe. K: Go ahead and pound it. Ray did not have to be told twice. He takes hit after hit after hit. He finishes off the bowl. Kev takes the pipe back and pulls out his stash. He takes a shard and fills the pipe. He hands the pipe to Ray. Ray goes back to taking his hits. Kev grabs a tray with a small sheet of glass on it. he drops some powdered Tina on it and uses a card to make some lines. He takes a rolled up bill and takes the first line. He offers to Ray. Ever the over indulger, Ray snorts two fat lines. He then proceeds to finish off the bowl. Ray is flying super high now and getting pretty sweaty. Kev suggests that he take off his pants so they don’t get sweaty. Without thinking, Ray drops trousers. Kev folds the pants neatly and places his own pants right next to other pants. This leaves the two guys in their boxers. K: Hey, they are going to be a while in the other room. Wanna get really fucked up for a moment before they come back? Wanna quick booty bump? Ray is feeling super good and cant wait to get higher. R: okay, but it has to be quick. I don’t want my girlfriend to see. K: okay then, make it quick. Ray walks around the couch and bends over it with his back to the hallway. He feels how great to have Kev’s hands on his ass. He pulls the boxers down to his knees. Kev spits on his finger and pushes the spit up Ray’s hole. He repeats two times to get the hole nice and wet. He takes a large shard and pushes it up the straight boy’s hole. Kev holds his fingers in place, letting the shard dissolve. Ray feels great and relaxes as he hangs over the top of the couch. He remembers that his boxers are down and he starts to reach down for them when he feels something at the entrance of his hole again. R: Okay, you’ve had your fun Kev. Let’s stop now before they come back. The pressure at his hole continues and something pushes in an inch or two. Ray gives a slight moan. R: Okay lets stop. I didn’t sign on for this. GF: But I did Ray turns his head around and standing behind him is his girlfriend with a strap-on. She pushes forward another inch. Again Ray moans without thinking. GF: you were gonna let them G me out and fuck me? yeah, well fuck you, you fucking fuck. The girlfriend thrusts forward and bottoms out in Ray. Ray winces at the sudden intrusion but takes it like a man. Kev refills the bowl and passes it to the girlfriend. She takes her hits and starts her assault on her boyfriend’s ass. Kev walks up to Walt and they step back to take in the view. K: I love a good show with some junkies. Ray’s girlfriend slams his ass for a good 25 to 30 minutes, only stopping to take her hits. She finishes her pounding of Ray’s ass. She gets dressed and tells him to call before going over to collect his shit from her pad. They are now through. She stops to talk with Walt. He hands her a baggie full of t and she leaves. Kev walks up to Ray. He reaches down and squeezes his ass with his right hand. He reaches for Ray’s dick with his left hand. He finds Ray is hard after all that fucking. K: Hey Walt, looks like your younger brother liked his punishment. W: I knew he was a natural. Walt walks over to his naked brother and touches his chin. W: Hey Ray, don’t worry. Straight, Gay, bi, these are just labels. What really matters is that you are a Tina whore junkie that will do whatever me and my friends want for more drugs.

I fucking own it! If you own it then takes away any slur and gets my dick hard! However, I would only own it in the way it's given!

Couple Mark and Adam have been running a Poz-friendly men's club for several years. The club's mission is to reduce stigma and bring together men who share the same positive attitude towards being poz. The club is open to all adult men. The club never asks about men's status or medications. The idea of the club is to be a free space to meet other like-minded men, without judgment or criticism. Mark and Adam are both poz, sometimes on medication and sometimes off. The club's network includes over 130 men in total, some of whom actively participate in every event and others less often. You can only join the club if you are recommended by an existing member. So not just anyone can join the club. The club has members of all ages, from men in their twenties to seniors in their eighties. There are all kinds of men: fat, young, skinny, positive, muscular, gifters, athletic, neg, tall, chasers, old, short, wasted and vital. Everyone is welcome. Once a month, the club organizes a Men's Body Admiration Meeting at Mark and Adam's farm, which is practically a 24-hour, unclothed and non-condom debauchery event. The large house is full of naked men in various configurations throughout the event, from spirited discussions to darkrooms. Almost every time, about 100 men participate in the event. The house is large enough that anyone who wants to can always stay overnight. Although the party often continues until the early hours of the morning. Mark and Adam want to come up with new spaces for the event every time. This time, the novelty was the Wheel of Fortune game. The game had a rotating Fuckbench, with ten sectors around it. The idea of the game is that one man is on his stomach on a fuck bench and 10 men stand on sectors. The bench is spun and when the wheel of fortune stops, two opposing men get to use the holes of the man on the bench for 30 seconds. One fucks the mouth and the other the ass. The game continues until the first man empties his load inside the man on the bench. Although the event doesn't talk much about the status of the men, biohazard and scorpion tattoos often give a hint of status.

I found a nearby cumdump, used his hole, and plan on repeat fucks. Hookups are about timing and location. I've chatted a few nearby btms who are either obviously cumdumps or smell of wanting loads. But my schedule is tight given where I live, I can't host, work gets in the way, and my partner doesn't want 3ways, etc. I'd chatted this guy up a few times, but nothing had happened. 40s, short, white, hwp, and just pics of his ass. I assumed he'd take bare cock. Today, I decided to take lunch and run errands closer to his location. It was a 30min drive to run errands closer to his neighborhood -- obviously I was horny. I'd been a weekday cumdump the day before but never got off. So my balls were aching, and I hit him up again. I chatted the guy that I needed a lunchbreak slot to dump a fat load. He asked, "anon bb?" Fuck yes! Music to my ears that confirmed he would take bare cock and cum. Then he sent his address and I told him my ETA. I arrive, and walk in to see bare ass up on the bed, and the guy's face down. Total anon. We'd never swapped facepics. The cumdumps ass is much hotter than his pics. Thick cheeks for a slimmer guy, enough that I grab handfuls of his cheeks. His hole puckered at me, and I had to rim it. Rimming his hole got my cock hard, so I got up behind his ass doggie style. Shoved in my bare shaft up the cumdump hole. His hole opened up easily and felt great around my bare cock. Clearly it was well used hole, and I imaged the other fuckers who'd cum up this thick ass I was holding. I pounded ass for less than 5mins. Those thick cheeks bounced on every thrust. I felt my balls building up to shoot, so said the 1st thing to the cumdump, "You want this fat load?" "Yea, give it to me." he said from the sheets. I rapidly thrust more and told him, "Here it cums", shoved in, and dumped my load balls deep in the hole. I moaned loudly and my cum kept shooting and filling the hole. "Fuck, I feel your cock throb", he whimpered. My dick was spent, so I pulled out, and pulled up my pants. I was so quick to want to fuck that I never took off my clothes. It was a quick pump and dump, and just what I needed. I felt huge relief dumping up that cumhole. I could think straight again. After I got back to my car, I messaged the cumdump "Thanks". He replied that I can swing by anytime. I plan on swinging by next week, and ask how many dicks that cumhole has milked in a week 😈🐷

Thanks for that great story. I saw it was 12 pages long, and usually, I skip those as I don't have the courage and "ability" to read stories that long (thanks ADHD) - but I might stop skipping them now as this was awesome. Took me days to read through everything but it was worth it. I agree some things are missing, but that is perfect as it allows sequels, side stories, ... are we seeing the beginning of the Scorpion Pizza Universe? 🤣 But damn, 🥵🥵🥵 Subscribing to Uncut to make sure to find out...

I love to rim the top who bred me! I love to rim any top to be honest!

Totally agree!!

Chapter 7 – Only Fucking himself Walt walked back into the room to find his younger brother playing with his hole. Ray was enjoying his high and didn’t even realize his brother had walked back into the room. Walt took advantage of this oversight and crawled between Ray’s legs. He waited for Ray to pull his fingers out momentarily. At seeing his opening, Walt lunged his head forward and his tongue made contact with the sloppy hole. Walt started licking at the load that was freshly deposited into his brother. Ray was in bottom heaven. He loved the feeling of being eaten out. Rimming was his new favorite sex act. He was flying high and was loving every moment of it. now that the embarrassment of his ex-best friend was over with, he could just enjoy the sexual adventure with his brother. He knew this experience was changing their relationship forever but he was too high to care about that. The important thing is that while it was just the two of them, he felt safe. Like he could do anything, anything at all and it would be ok because it was between him and his brother. He thought to himself – oh fuck, I must really be high to be thinking like this. When Walt finally came up for some air, his younger brother was all goo goo eyed. Walt looked down at his whore of a junkie brother. He knew now that he would do anything for more drugs. He looked at him for a moment with pity in his eyes. Oh how low Ray had gotten himself. He was almost ready to call the whole thing to an end out of pity when Ray opened his mouth again asking for more drugs. That pushed the pity party right out of his mind. W: you chem slut. You deserve everything you get. Z: I don’t deserve to be raped for drugs. W: Rape? Oh girl, you are a delusional one aren’t you? I’ve got a lesson for you. Come on. Walt grabbed a new pipe with a fat bowl. He lit up and melted the shards in the bulb. He blew out a giant cloud. He walked over to the bed and ordered his brother up. Walt then jumped into his bed and leaned up against the bedpost. He slouched just a little bit that his lower half of his body way away from the bedpost. He called his brother over. W: Come over here and get my hard dick wet? Get it ready for your hole. Ray crawled up to his lounging brother and waited for him to pass the pipe. Walt acknowledged this by taking another hit and again ordering Ray to suck his dick. As Ray bend down to take the dick in his mouth, Walt blew out a large cloud into Ray’s face. W: Well, I’m waiting for my new whore to suck my dick already? Don’t make me tell you again. Ray got to work sucking on his brother’s dick. Walt continued to take hits and blow the clouds in his brother’s face. When Walt finally called his brother off his dick and handed him the pipe, it had only a small puddle in it. It was good for only 1 good hit. Like a good addict, Ray hit the pipe without thinking about it. He handed the pipe back to his brother, and as if his wishes were answered, his brother pulled out a baggie and refilled the pipe. Walt melted the shard and took three back to back hits. On the fourth hit, he pulled his brother up for a shotgun. This turned into a mini make out session. Ray blew out the cloud that was given to him. He waited but Walt did not offer another one. He looked at his brother longingly. Walt wrinkled his face and with disgust in his voice, started talking. W: well, be a good little whore and sit on my dick. I want you to fuck yourself on my dick. Well go on. What are you waiting for, huh? Oh probably waiting for this. Walt pulled out a small shard and placed in on the tip of his dick. It sat nicely in the piss slit of the large helmet. As if worried the shard would blow away, Ray jumped up and sat right down on the large dick. He sank down all 8 inches and felt the familiar burn in the deep of his bowels. Walt got impatient and slapped Ray on the ass. This seemed to wake the straight boy from his trance. He started rocking back and forth, leaving the length of the dick inside of him. He picked up the rhythm and soon his ass was bouncing like 2 light brown globes impaled on a dark brown staff. W: Jerk yourself off while you ride me. I now you like having my big dick in your hole. Show me how much you love it. Ray began to jerk his still hard dick as he bounced. When Walt got bored of this position, he rotated the bottom around so he was riding reverse cowboy. Walt kept looking at his lighter skinned brother’s ass engulfing his dark brown dick. He felt the load being sucked out of his dick. Almost there, he spun his spun out brother around again. The sensation of the dick rotating inside of Ray sent him over the edge and he shot his load on his brother’s chest. Ray flexed his ass muscles and soon Walt was pushed to orgasm. He shot his big brother load deep inside his younger brother. Walt held his brother down on his still hard dick. He grinded upward into his brother who was recovering from his own orgasm. W: Remember, you love every moment, every inch of what you just did. And you did it all for drugs, for that next high. No one raped you. No one made you do anything. You are just a junkie whore who sucks and fucks for more shit. Own that. Be the best Tina whore you can possibly be. Here, you earned this. Walt threw him a small baggie with a eightball in it. W: you would have had more but you smoked up most of what you earned. And based on how fast you were smoking up my shit, you’ll be out pretty fast. Hit me up when you need your lungs and hole filled again. Bye little bro Ray slowly found his underwear and put them on. He found his other clothes and began dressing in shame. As he walked out of his brother’s place, he thought to himself, damn I am never doing that again. He gripped his baggie and was off to meet up with his girlfriend. He was still horny as fuck and needed to smoke out with her and fuck her to try and repair his sense of masculinity.

Exactly where that white boy belongs 💋💧

I am neg and with the exception of the odd bit of 420, I am sober. I used to drink and take slot of drugs but it just phased out and has been like that for about 6 years or so. I am also a total sub cum dump and my only addiction is to toxic sperm and the Topmen that shoot it. I do expect eventually I will get knocked up - surprised I’m not.

My hole after 3 tops bred and seed it. The last top wanted to fuck the cum out of me. I think this is the sexiest pic I got. Even of those when I was younger. Hole is loose, used, warm, puffy and not tight at all. Would you fuck it?

Love walking around and feeling my hole plugged full of 20 something loads of cum

Non monogamy is very common in the gay community. Couples switching partners or hooking up with the other's partner in a monogamy partnership was more than common most guys confess. My partner & I was already gifted in the early 2000's when we met and had other couple friends who were gifted as well but knew a 4 couples in the neg more monogamy lifestyle. I knew my partner who was a Top but versatile was very active in our open relationship with many men. Before meds like PrEP was available all of those couple were blessed with the gift.

So my bf left for a business trip yesterday and guess what I did 😉 Took two loads today: One from my neighbor from earlier and another one from a guy in walking distance. Now I‘m sitting here having diner and enjoy the feeling of cum in my ass 😉

Part 2 The next morning hit like a fever dream that refused to break. I woke up tangled between them in the tent, the air thick with the smell of sex, sweat, and spilled whiskey. Sunlight cut through the nylon walls in thin, golden blades, striping our naked bodies. My hole throbbed, tender and used, a dull ache that made me shift and immediately feel the dried cum cracking on my stomach and face. Ryan was already half-hard against my thigh, his morning wood pressing lazily into me like it belonged there. Jack was behind me, his arm slung heavy over my waist, his breath warm on the back of my neck. Neither of them spoke at first. Ryan just rolled over, grabbed the back of my head, and fed his cock into my mouth like it was the most natural thing in the world. No "good morning," no hesitation—just the salty taste of him, already leaking, sliding over my tongue while I was still blinking sleep from my eyes. Jack stirred behind me, chuckled low, and reached down to spread my cheeks. He spat once, and pushed two fingers into the mess they’d left. They slipped in easily, no resistance, just a wet sound and my own muffled moan around Ryan’s cock. “Still open from last night,” Jack muttered, his voice rough with sleep. “Good boy.” They didn’t rush. They used me slowly, like I was part of the morning routine. Ryan fucked my throat steady and deep while Jack worked me open again with his tongue, then his fingers, then his cock—bare again, sliding in raw and slick with leftover lube and cum. I took it without thinking. My body knew what it wanted now. We didn’t crawl out of the tent until noon. When we finally did, it was like nothing had changed, and everything had. The world felt sharp and overly real after the close, humid dark of our nest. The air smelled of pine and damp earth, a stark contrast to the musky, scents of debauchery and whiskey that still clung to my skin. There was an unspoken choreography to our movements. I started the fire back up, while Jack wrestled with the grill and Ryan set up the percolator, the clatter of metal and the hiss of the stove the only sounds between us. It was almost domestic, almost, in a primal sort of way. After we’d choked down breakfast, I took the stack of greasy plates down to the lake’s edge. The water was a sheet of dark glass, reflecting the sky. I was on my knees, scrubbing at a plate with sand, when the stream hit me. It was hot and shocking, arcing over my shoulder and splashing across my back. I flinched, looking up to see Ryan smirking, pissing on me with a lazy, confident arch. “Taste it, freshman,” he laughed, the sound echoing across the water. Before I could even react, Jack came barreling past me in a flying leap, hitting the water with a tremendous splash that soaked me to the bone. “Get in here, you filthy whore!” he yelled, surfacing with a gasp. Ryan laughed and jumped in after him. The cold was a physical blow, a vise closing around my chest, stealing my breath. They were on me in an instant, their hands rough, scrubbing me raw, calling me their filthy whore while I grinned and splashed back. Later, naked on our camp chairs, we air-dried under the sun like lizards. Our bodies glistened, and the warmth seeped back into my bones, chasing away the cold. We passed a joint back and forth, the smoke curling up into the pines, each hit followed by a long pull from a cold, sweaty Pabst. The world felt soft again, hazy at the edges. Every time I bent over to grab another beer from the cooler, a hand—Ryan’s, Jack’s, it didn’t matter—would connect with my ass, a sharp, stinging slap that was more punctuation than punishment. We fished air drying naked on the chairs, our bodies glistening in the sun, passing a joint back and forth along with some cold Pabst's. They’d slap my ass when I bent over to grab another beer. Ryan, sitting closest to me, put his hand on my thigh, pulling my leg closer and spreading me open. He aggressively found his way into my hole again. "You’re still hungry, aren't you, freshman?" he said. “You’re gonna be sore for days,” Jack grinned from his chair, watching the show, smirking while sipping his beer. Ryan grabbed my hand and led me to the truck, where he slammed me down onto the cool metal of the tailgate. The sun was on my back, but his shadow fell over me. He leaned in close, his fingers teasing my rim as he whispered, “You want some dick, bro?” Jack appeared at his side, phone in hand, the lens already pointed at us. He held the small brown bottle to my nose. “Yeah, freshman. Open that hole for my bro.” The poppers hit me like a wave, a dizzying rush that melted my bones and turned the world into a pulsing, urgent thing. With both hands, I reached back and spread myself open for him, an offering. Ryan spat on my hole, the impact a sharp spark. He smacked my tender ass with the head of his cock, then pushed. He entered me slow and blunt, a deliberate, unyielding pressure that stole the air from my lungs. I recoiled, not from pain, but from the sheer, overwhelming delight of my own submission. He pulled out, spit on himself again, and sank back in, deeper this time. A yelp escaped my lips. “Take it, bitch. You know you want it,” Jack said, his voice tight with excitement. With my head turned to the side, writhing in a pleasurable agony, I found the words. “Fuck me, bro.” Jack hopped into the flatbed, grabbed a fistful of my hair, and fed his cock into my waiting mouth. “Choke on it, freshman.” He was filming, not with malice, but with a kind of pride, as if he were capturing the exact moment I shed my old skin and became this new, hungry thing. Ryan’s pace quickened, spurred on by my muffled moans and the sound of me gagging. He came in a series of sharp, jerking thrusts, a warmth that bloomed deep inside me. A moment later, Jack’s grip tightened in my hair, and he held me down as he filled my mouth. We were so lost in our own world, our own little universe of sweat and skin, that we never heard the car pull up. Not the crunch of tires on the gravel, not the footsteps on the dirt. We only heard the throat-clearing, the loud, pointed “Ahem,” that cut through the haze like a knife. We all froze. A park ranger stood by the fire pit, his sunglasses hiding his eyes, his expression unreadable as he scanned the scene: me, naked and bent over the tailgate, Ryan and Jack with their dicks still out, the phone still clutched in Jack’s hand. “What’s going on here, boys, huh?” he asked, his voice flat and clinical. He commanded, “Go put some clothes on and get me the beers.” We scrambled, the spell broken. We did exactly as he said, our movements clumsy and sudden. He let us off with a warning, his lips a thin, disapproving line. “I’ll be back. Keep it clean, boys,” he said, then got in his truck and headed off down the trail. A heavy silence descended. “Shit, man,” Jack said, finally breaking it. “That fucker took the weed.” “Don’t worry, bro,” Ryan said, a slow smile spreading across his face as he nodded toward the trail. “We have backup.” The tension from the ranger’s visit evaporated in the crackle of the fire Ryan built back up. As the flames took hold, he laid four thick steaks on the grill, the scent of searing meat and wood smoke a powerful, grounding force. We were still buzzing with adrenaline and the lingering thrill of being caught. It was in that charged quiet that I heard it—a low, distant rumble that grew into the distinctive, guttural roar of a motorcycle. It pulled into our clearing, engine cutting off to leave a ringing silence. A young man swung off the bike, helmet tucked under his arm. He was lean, with a sharp, confident gaze that took in the three of us. “Hey,” he said, nodding at Jack and Ryan. He shrugged off a heavy backpack, setting it down with a thud that sounded like a promise. He unzipped it, revealing a dark forest of beer, and a gleaming flask of whiskey. “Got the goods?” Jack asked, a hopeful edge to his voice. The guy—Alex—smiled, a slow, knowing thing. He reached into his jacket pocket and produced a small, baggie, the green inside vibrant even in the dimming light. A collective sigh of relief went through us. We rejoiced, the moment feeling like a successful heist, and returned to the fire, our spirits renewed. The brothers introduced me, and we all fell on the food like wolves, devouring our meal under the darkening sky, washing it down with cold beer. The firelight danced in Alex’s eyes as he looked at me, a new, hungry appraisal in his gaze. He set his beer down, his voice cutting through the crackle of the flames. “You want to drink my beer, smoke my weed, then you eat and fuck my hole,” he said. It wasn’t a question. He looked from me to the brothers. “I always bitch out for these two, but now you. Eat my hole, faggot.” He stood, unbuckling his pants and letting them fall. He bent over a log, grabbed the back of my head, and shoved my face right into his ass. The world shrank to that single point of contact—the heat of him, the taste, the raw intimacy. He went down on Ryan as he ground against my face, his movements fluid and practiced. “Alex is a good friend,” Jack said, his voice a low rumble of approval. “He always gets us off. I think he likes you, freshman. Now get in that boy’s ass.” I pulled back, gasping for air, but Jack’s frustration was immediate. “No, freshman,” he growled, pulling my head out by the hair. He pressed the poppers bottle to my nose again. “Deeper.” The rush hit me, and the world dissolved into a haze of need. Jack shoved my face back into Alex’s ass, and this time, I lost myself completely. Alex started to wiggle, gyrating on my face, his moans vibrating around Ryan’s cock. I felt Jack’s hands on me, slick with lube, stroking my own hard cock, jerking me in time with Alex’s movements. “You like this boy’s ass, freshman?” Jack asked. I could only manage a muffled, “Uh-huh.” “I think you should fuck him, freshman,” Jack commanded. “Fuck yeah, bro,” Alex mumbled, releasing my head. I rose, my legs unsteady, and guided myself into him. He was tight, hot, and yielding. I started to move, finding a rhythm. Alex pulled off Ryan’s cock, turning his head to look back at me. “Come on, bro, fuck me,” he urged. I grabbed his ass with both hands and dug in, burying myself to the hilt. Jack fed Alex more poppers, and Alex’s body went pliant, then he started to ride me, taking control. “Who taught you how to fuck, bro? Your mother?” he taunted, his voice breathless and sharp. In a sudden, powerful move, he pulled off my cock, spun me around, and pushed me to my knees on top of a log. He kicked my legs apart and rammed his cock into me. It was thick and blunt, a tree trunk of a thing that forced a yelp from my lips. “This is how you fuck, bro,” he grunted, pounding me without mercy. The pleasure was so intense it was agony. “Yes, sir,” I moaned, my voice breaking. “Take it, bitch,” Jack said, appearing in front of me. He fed me poppers and shoved his cock in my mouth, the dual assault overwhelming my senses. Tears streamed down my face, mingling with the spit and precum. Ryan moved around us, a shadow in the firelight. “Hold your hole open, freshman,” he commanded. I reached back, spreading my cheeks for him as he took a photo. The flash was blinding in the dark, a sudden, harsh light that captured my total surrender. “For the memories,” he said, his voice a low, satisfied smirk. I didn’t even flinch. I wanted them to have it. I wanted to be a memory, a story they would tell. I wanted to be theirs. They used me in turns, a slow, deliberate rhythm. One in my mouth, one in my ass, then they would switch without a word. The only sounds were the crackle of the fire, the wet slap of skin on skin, and my own moans, guttural and unashamed. I was a conduit for their pleasure, a vessel to be filled. The poppers were a constant, a chemical haze that kept me floating just above the pain, lost in a sea of pure sensation. Moaning like a bitch every time one of them used me. I begged them to “breed me”, words I’d never said out loud before that weekend. When they did, one after the other, I came so hard I saw white. When Ryan obliged, his thrusts becoming short and sharp as he emptied himself deep inside me, my own orgasm ripped through me. It was violent and blinding, a white-hot explosion that left me shaking and spent, my body convulsing in the dirt. Jack followed, then Alex, each one leaving their mark, their warmth mixing inside me until I was overflowing with them. When they were finished, they simply pulled out and retreated to the chairs, leaving me kneeling and gasping in the firelight. They sat back, sated and watching me with a lazy, proprietary gaze. “Beer,” Jack said, not a question, but a command. I pushed myself up on trembling legs, my body aching and numb, and walked to the cooler. I fetched them fresh beers, my hole slick and leaking, my legs unsteady. I served them, then knelt by the fire, feeling their cum ooze out of me, a slow, warm trickle down my thighs. I felt like a grateful little slut, and I’d never been more content in my life. We eventually passed out in the tent, the four of us, a tangled pile of naked limbs, wrapped in each other's filth and warmth. Sunday morning was softer. The light was amber and hazy, the fire nothing but glowing embers. I awoken last, the taste of them still in my mouth. I crawled out of the sleeping bag and knelt by the fire, giving morning head to whoever stirred first, then the next, then the next. They passed me around like a joint, their hands sleepy and gentle in my hair as the coffee pot gurgled over the flames. After the coffee, they bent me over the familiar log one last time. They fucked me slowly, almost reverently, in the quiet morning light. Ryan first, then Jack, then Alex, each one finishing in my ass while I knelt in the dirt, a grateful supplicant. Their combined release oozed out of me, mixing with the sweat and the morning dew. My legs numb and shaking, Ryan wiped a thumb across my hole, pushed it into my mouth. I sucked it clean for him. Fuck that taste is amazing. As we started to break camp, I noticed the fishing poles in the back of the truck, pristine and untouched. A smile touched my lips. We never once touched them. Can’t wait to go fishing again On the drive home I sat in the middle again, my head on Ryan’s thigh, Jack’s hand tangled in my hair. Every time we hit a bump in the dirt road, I felt a phantom echo of them inside me, a deep, satisfying ache. Ryan traced lazy circles on my neck. “Same time next month?” “Oh yeah,” I nodded, I said, voice hoarse. “Any fucking time you want bro”. My throat raw, body wrecked, sore and floating, heart pounding like I’d finally found where I belonged. The lake disappeared behind us, but I could still taste wood smoke and them every time I breathed in. That weekend was a sacred bond between us, and a fantasy come true. Fishing with the boys had a new meaning for me after that, which repeated as often as we could.

i relish connecting with a Guy wholly. i do not experience (or want to experience) sex in a one sided way. i am not doing Him a favor, and He is not doing me a favor. We both want to fulfill, please and be pleased by each other. We are naturally attracted to each other and experience connection, and maybe even a bond, in a symbiotic act. If it's quid-pro-quo, i'll pass till i find the right Guy Who wants/needs me as much as i want/need Him.

Loving this story!

Part 5: A few days after Chad and his friend George filled me with cum, my boyfriend decided to host a party. He organized everything, the food, the booze, the guest list. I had the easy task of helping clean and just being present for the event. Of course, Nate being in charge of the guest list meant that he invited his friends, and that meant that Chad would definitely be invited. Chad arrived early, being Nate's closest friend, to help us set up for the party. The two of them were talking about party supplies and decided that we probably needed another case of beer, so Chad said he'd help me continue setting up while Nate drove off to get the beer. Nate wasn't even out of the driveway when Chad pulled his cock out and told me he was going to fuck me, and we had to be quick. He wanted me to have his cum in my ass for the party. I didn't think Chad would take no for an answer, and considering he had a nice cock and he fucked bareback, I don't think I would have been capable of saying no to him anyway. This was another step for me. I know my effort at being monogamous wasn't exactly the best, but up until now, I'd never fooled around with anyone in the home that I shared with my boyfriend. I guess there's a first for everything. I knew we didn't have much time. Nate would be gone for at least half an hour, but we needed to have the party set up and ready by the time he got back, so I bent over and took Chad's cock into my mouth. This was the first time I'd ever sucked it, previously he'd only fucked me. I liked sucking him and told him that I wanted to spend more time with him in my mouth, but today was about time and I was just getting it wet and slick for my backdoor. Chad said not to worry, he'd definitely make sure I tasted his dick again. And with that, he pushed in and started to pound me. No time for a slow fuck, this was a quick effort to give me some cum. 5 minutes of hard pounding, and he was breathing heavily and showing the tell-tale signs of an impending orgasm. I clenched my hole in time with his thrusts, trying to encourage his pork sword to spit out its load. I think Chad definitely appreciated my efforts because his breathing got louder and he yelled "fuck yeah, keep that up, I'm going to cum" and with a final group of thrusts, he bred me and filled me up with his load. Chad: "Okay, now, as I pull my cock out, clench your hole tight so that none of my babies leak out. I want you to keep my load in for as long as possible" I followed his instructions and I think I was mostly successful, but I also think he shot a monster load so it was probably inevitable that some would escape. A quick clean up, then back to setting up the party, and we had just a couple of minutes spare before Nate returned with the beer. Chad made me nurse his cock in my mouth until Nate was almost at the door. I was scared at how close Chad was cutting it, but I'd be lying if I said the risk didn't turn me on. I think it was about then that I realized that I'd never say no to Chad, and I guess with the implied threat of him outing me as a cheater to Nate, I couldn't say no anyway. I think the difference now was that even ignoring the blackmail threat, I didn't want to say no to Chad. One predicament I found myself in was that with the quick fuck and then the gentle blow job, I hadn't managed to cum but I'd been so turned on, so I was horny and antsy by the time the other guests started to arrive.

Two times today, earlier at about 1030 this morning, then about 15 minutes ago. This morning was a new guy, young guy who hit me up on squirt, says he's married to a woman and he'd never been with t guy before... pretty sure that's true. He was really nervous the first time. i set it up as anonymous walk in and made it as comfortable as i could for Him. me naked and ass up waiting, door open. He was so nervous the first time that He couldn't get hard, so i offered to suck Him and He came really quickly, only semi hard. He's a really sweet guy, gives off a great vibe so it's really natural and easy to love on Him. This time, He really wanted to succeed with fucking me, and with a bit of encouragement, He did. Was a totally sweet breed. He left happy and was writing an hour later saying He was hard and wanting to "pound me." i didn't jack off, i really prefer not to cum using my penis, i love if i getting fucked often enough, to have my Tops orgasm be my orgasm. i love the intensity of going a long while without cumming, it really makes receiving more intense for me both physically and psychologically. i think it makes it better for the Top too, because i'm pretty voracious to give Him pleasure lol. So my sweet FB left happy, and i'm of course totally happy too. That dazed after feeling lasts for hours with me, and i have His cock scent all over my face so every time i take a breath, i'm breathing Him in. Fuck, i'm high from both of them.

Hospice Worker Today was my first day on the job as an AIDS Hospice worker. My agency provides in-home services and proudly specializes in what they term “loving care.” I had received hours and hours of training, but this was to be my very first case. I was 2 minutes late when I rang the doorbell. A tall, fair-haired man opened the door. He had a pleasant face but at that moment, he looked tired and rather stressed out. He stepped back and beckoned me to enter. “Hi! I’m Bill. You’re here to see Martin, right?” I replied, “Yes! Hi…I’m Joey…from the agency!” “Well…thank God that you’re here!” he said. “He’s been asking for you!” “I’m not sure how much longer he’s going to last,” Bill said as he walked me up the stairs to the master bedroom, which had been converted into a sort of hospital room. “I know that he’s excited to be seeing you! He’s been saying that there’s something that he wants to give you before he goes.” I didn’t know what he was referring to, but…looking back…would it have made any difference? I was trained to see to any and all needs that my client had, right to the very end. Bill tapped on the bedroom door and opened it gently. “Martin? Are you awake? Joey’s here to see you!” After entering, I saw Martin lying on the hospital bed. Although now he was emaciated by the disease, at one time he must have been a rather fit and good-looking man. He had a ready smile and I could still see a passionate fire smoldering in his eyes! He said, “You must be Joey! I’m SO GLAD to finally meet you…SO GLAD that we can spend some time together!” He turned to Bill, “Could you bring Joey a cup of tea?” Tea is not really my thing, but like I said, I’m here to serve. When Bill returned with a cup and saucer, I murmured my thanks! Bill nodded and said, “Well…I’ll leave you two alone. I’ll check back in a bit!” There were no chairs in the room. Martin patted the spot next to him on the mattress, “Here! Come sit on the edge of the bed next to me. We can get to know each other.” I sat down, holding the tea saucer on my lap. We chatted about this and that. Even though this was our first encounter, he seemed exceedingly pleased to have me there. His cheeks had a feverish flush and his eyes burned brightly. “So…how’s your tea? Earl Grey, is it?” he inquired. I politely took a sip and said, “I’m not sure…but it tastes good!” Out of the blue, he asked me about my HIV status. When I informed him that I was HIV-Negative, his face lit up with an amazing smile. It was like the sun suddenly coming out from behind the clouds. “I, on the other hand,” he said, “have an incredibly high viral level! I bet that I’d convert you…I mean, someone like you…in no time at all! It makes me horny, just thinking about it!” His hand found its way onto my thigh. As we continued talking, he left it there. It didn’t really bother me, so I said nothing. Soon, however, his fingers began to trace lazy circles, almost as if he was trying to seduce me. In the interests of propriety, I tried shifting my leg a little but his remained perched where it was. He kept telling me to finish my tea, so before long, the cup was empty. I started to feel unusually tired. Martin asked, “Are you OK?” I answered, “Yeah…it’s just that all of a sudden I really feel like going to sleep.” Martin’s response was, “That’s just the knock-out drops kicking in. Don’t worry! They only last a few minutes. Here now…just relax! You’ll be alright!” I heard him call out, “Bill!” and vaguely heard the bedroom door open. As if from a distance, I heard Bill’s voice say, “I’ll get his things off!” Hands tugged at my clothes and then, at some point, I was aware of being naked. Bill’s voice came again. “Here you go! Up on the bed with you!” After that, I must have drifted off. At some point, my eyes popped open. I could feel what must be a large stiff cock, inching its way up inside me. Where was I? Someone’s fingers were playing weakly with my nipples. I became aware of someone’s hot labored breath on the back of my neck. I managed to speak. “Martin? Is that YOU?” A voice said, “Relax! I told you that you’d be alright! It’s just me! I wasn’t sure you’d want me making love to you…you know…you being NEGATIVE…and with my AIDS and all. This will be my last time and I wanted it to be with someone special like you. I hope you won’t hold this against me for doing this.” Once I was past the initial shock of my situation, I was able to put things into perspective. Martin had needs. Needs that only I could fulfill for him. Wasn’t that part of my job, after all? Martin, along with so many others, was entitled to the same joys and physical pleasures as the rest of us. I felt as if were my duty to open myself to him and provide what comfort I could. His hips started moving, pumping his organ in and out of my hole. God, it felt so good! His hands continued to paw at my chest as my back arched with delight. In his weakened state, he didn’t last very long. “Joey!” he cried. “Take my SEED! I’m passing my virus on to YOU! Treasure it! Keep it safe within you and let it flourish and grow. Let my DNA join with yours! That way…I’ll live on inside of YOU!” His body started to spasm. His hips slammed into me 3…4…5 times…and then held against me as the last of his toxic sperm drained into me. “Don’t move! he whispered imploringly! “Let my seed find a place to latch on to your innards and begin to multiply! It’s my GIFT to YOU!” It was the least I could do to remain there with him still inside me, his last diseased load beginning its assault on my immune system. A few minutes later, Martin passed away, a contented smile on his face. Bill re-entered the bedroom and helped me disengage myself. He handed me something and said, “Martin was hoping that you would use this!” It was a butt plug. “He wanted you to give his bug the best chance to spread throughout your body!” That made perfect sense. I won’t clean out tonight. I’ll keep his gift inside me & cherish it as a way to honor Martin and keep some part of him alive inside me. All I know is that, from now on, I’ll let our clients know that I’ll willingly offer my body as an incubator for their their viral seed.

I always make sure to rim the top that's bred me. Him ans any fellow pig holes that are gaping and dripping

Man, you’re the kind of top I love to be used by, that can wreck my tight pussy and then spit in n my face…

not in the slightest! that's where cages come in handy!

Chapter 8 ——— Buck ———- I woke to my phone alarm blaring. I reached over and turned it off with a heavy thud. Yesterday had been super busy at the shop!! Saturday’s are always busy but it was crazy last night. I opened the store with Trevor and Jacob as usual. We were almost immediately hit with the lunch rush that lasted till almost 3:00. We had a very brief slow down (which was still steady) till about 4:30. The dinner rush started then and pretty much lasted till after 10 pm. Ant had come in at 1:00, which was an hour early for him, to help out. Lance and Kenny came in at 3:00. We were so busy Trevor and Jacob stayed till almost 9. I told them they could go home at 7:30 but they refused to leave us when we were still so busy. We’d ran out of almost all our prep. It was so bad Ant was doing prep as we needed it. We had to wash and dry dishes several times which wasn’t usual either. When we locked the doors at 11:00 the shop was a wreck. Ant tried to send me home, but I couldn’t leave them with all the work that needed to be done. It took the four of us an hour and a half to get everything cleaned up and back in order so we’d be ready for tomorrow. We only did the prep we had to that night (dough needs time to proof) before we left. Luckily Lance had driven to the shop today so I didn’t have to detour to take him home. It was 1 am before I got home. I feel into my bed still in my clothes and passed out. Luckily I’d remember to set my alarm on my way home or I am not sure I would of woke up before noon. I climbed out of bed and made my way to the shower, stopping at the sink to throw cold water on my face to wake me up. I got my coffee in a travel mug and was out the door by 7:45. There was still a lot to do before we could open today. While Sundays were not near as busy as Friday nights and Saturdays, they were typically the third busiest day of the week. As I made my way to my truck Jacob was walking up my driveway. He was in his scorpion t shirt and had his own travel coffee mug in his hand. He waved at me and showed that bright smile I had come expect from him. Since he moved out on his own 2 weeks ago and got settled in he had been a lot more out going and happy. He wasn’t scheduled to come in till 10 so I was surprised to see him dressed and ready to work. He said he wanted to come in early and help with prep and getting the store ready. I told him he really didn’t have to and he should rest from yesterday but he wouldn’t hear of it. I was too tired to do anything but unlock and open the passenger door for him. First we ran by the market to restock on soda and some vegetables are were out of. Our supply truck wouldn’t get here until Tuesday so we got the essentials to hold us over. We also ran through a drive through for a quick breakfast biscuit. We got to the shop at 8:45 and Jacob helped me unload all the stuff we bought and take it into the shop. He put away all the supplies as I started the prep for the pizza stations. Trevor, who also wasn’t due in till 10:00, showed up at 9:15. Jacob let him in the back and he got to work helping me get everything caught up. Even with all three of us coming in early we still barely had everything done when 11:00 rolled around and we opened the doors. Mercifully the first hour of the shift was relatively calm and we could finish up the last bit of everything. I grabbed the tip jar and cash drawer from yesterday out of the safe along with the drop bag we had to do when the drawer got too full yesterday. The sales report was laying on top of the drawer. I got back to my office and split the tips up into four even piles. Ant was salary and didn’t take tips and I as the owner didn’t take any. The boys were really going to be happy when they got these fat stacks! I put them each in an envelope that had the boys name on it and put it in my drawer. I reviewed the report and was shocked to find yesterday had been our busiest day ever for sales. I doubled checked it in the computer against our sales history and it had beaten our previous record by about 4.5%. I also looked at our sales tracker year to date and we were up a little over 9% for the year with more than 3 months to go. If this kept up it be a record year too. It was rewarding to see all our hard work pay off. Ant and the boys busted there asses and constantly met our shop’s mission of providing the best quality pizza and highest customer service! I decided that if we stayed on track, I’d give them all, including Jayden, a year end bonus and throw a good holiday party to reward them for all their hard work. I got back to counting the drawer and entering all the information into the computer system we used to manage the finances and books. I got the deposit in the bank bag to drop at the after hours box sometime later today. I took the reset cash drawer, the deposit, and the tips to the safe and locked them away for later. I went behind the “warmer wall” after I put the money in the safe to fold some pizza boxes. As I folded I observed Jacob working through the glass doors of the warming racks. Ant had been giving me regular positive feedback on his progression. Kenny had also had rave reviews for him. I knew he and Trevor had become very close. It seemed they acted more like brothers than like they were into each other sexually, like me and Ant. Jacob also seemed to get along really well with everyone else. Ant and the boys welcomed in with wide arms and he seemed join the tight nit group without any issues. I noted as I watched he really was doing a great job. He had the system down pat. His customer service skills were fantastic. He was really turning into a fantastic hire. I decided on the spot I needed to go ahead and challenge him a little more. I walked over to Trevor, who was at the ovens waiting to take out a couple pizzas. His bulking frame making the pizza peel look small. “So, how would you feel about working the front for a few hours today?” I asked him as I stood beside him putting my hand in his shoulder. While Trevor mostly worked the kitchen and was the best pizza maker of all the guys, probably as good as me even, he knew how to work every spot in the store. I had no concerns with him running the front. “Oh, I mean I can. Why? Is something wrong with Jacob?” His face immediately flushed with concern. “No no, don’t get excited. He is fine and has really been excelling. I wanted to try him on the pizza station just to see how he will do with it.” I said with a sly smile. Most guys really seemed to excel at one side or the other. While all the boys were cross trained on the pizza station and the register most had a strong preference and aptitude for one over the other. It was also hilarious to see a person making pizzas for the first time. “Oh you want to pop his pizza making cherry?? And you won’t let me?? I love Jac but he is going to make a mess!! It’s gonna be epic!” He said with a goofy smile in his face. ”No, I want to pop that cherry.” I laughed using hah own terminology. “I will let you do his next training session. Now tell me where you are with the orders and then you and switch with Jacob.” Trevor chuckled and then took me to the order screen to get me up to speed. He walked to the front whistling. ———- Jacob ————- I had just finished helping Mr. Rast when Trev came around the warming shelves. He had a smile in his face and was whistling some silly tune as he watched me finish up. He waved bye to our customer as he left. “Ok little bro, Scorpion Daddy needs you in the back. I will cover up here.” He said in his deep voice. I thought I saw a laugh in his eyes but I couldn’t be sure. “What does he want? Am I in trouble?” I asked as I started to move toward Trev to get around him to the back. “You will see little bro. I promise he doesn’t bite, well at least not too hard.” He said winking at me and then going to the counter to great another of our regulars that had just walked in. I was a little concerned. I mean I pretty sure I hadn’t done anything wrong. Trev wouldn’t be whistling and goading me if I was in trouble would he? No, he isn’t like that. As I came around the corner I found Buck at the pizza cutting station putting two pizzas fresh out of the oven in boxes. He looked up and saw me, flashing his sexy smile. “You see that apron hanging over there? Put it in then wash your hands good. Hot water and soap, sing your abcs as you wash. Then come and help me with this.” He said as he pointed his chin at the wall by the ovens. I hurried to the wall and slipped on the apron. It was red with the shop’s red and black scorpion on it that laid right on the center of my chest when I put it on. I washed my hands thoroughly and then dried them with the disposable towels by the sink. “What do you need me to do?” I asked as I hurried beside him. “Watch me cut this pizza. Pay attention you are doing the other one.” He said as he took the sharp pizza cutter to the steaming hot pizza. He closed the box, put the order sticker on it and put it to the side. He moved to the side and handed me the cutter. I took it in my hand and nervously lowered it to the pizza, but chickened out at the last minute. “What if I mess it up?” I said looking at Buck. “You won’t mess it up, but here let me help.” He said as he came behind me. He wrapped his arms around me and guided my arms into position. He corrected my stance slightly and used his big warm hands to guide me through cutting the pizza. It wasn’t till after i’d closed the box that I realized my crush had been behind me, his body pressing up against mine. His warmth and smell enveloping me. He stepped back and allowed me to put the second order sticker and the box. He then took me to the warming shelves and showed me how to assign the pizzas to their drawer so that Trev would know where it was when the customer picked their order up. “Ok, you ready to learn how to make one of these bad boys?” He asked me with a smile that seems to boarded between sinister and a laugh. ”Mmm well I am think so.” I said, after all I had made all the meals when I lived with Mom and Ralph. I corrected my statement with more certainty in my voice. “Yes, I can do it!” ”Alright, so first quick tour of the kitchen. Then the pizza station and how the order system works back here. Then the fun… the dough and the pizza!” He gleamed at me. He showed me where everything I would need was. Explained the ovens to me, and then took me to the pizza station. We had 7 pizzas on the screen to be made which seemed like a lot to me. Buck didn’t seem bothered by it. He took his time as he explained the system and how to read it and then update the order status from preparing to cooking to boxing. Then we moved to the table where he handed me a dough ball. He again got behind me his arms around me guiding me how to work the dough. How to manipulate it into the shape and size we wanted. His body warming my back. His grip firm but not to the point it hurt. He used his hips to move me the way needed to get the dough worked out. The whole time I swore I felt a long hard shaft laying against my but. The thought and Bucks close proximity made me hard as a rock. I was thankful I had wore my tighter boxer briefs to work. It was keeping my raging hard on relatively hidden. Buck moved from behind me and then picked up the ladle in the pizza sauce. He showed me how to dip it and spread it on the pizza. Next was the toppings, which Buck did deftly not even bothering to look at the screen or the chart on the wall in front of the table that listed all the ingredients for each pizza along with the amounts that should go on them. He took me to the ovens, the pizza on the peel, and showed me how to put it into the oven and the peel out without messing up the pizza. He also explained the system we used to rotate where the pizzas went in the oven so the cooking stone didn’t get too cold from over use. We went back to the pizza station and Buck had me up date the system. When I changed it to cooking a timer popped up. Buck explained that helped new people know when the pizza should be done and to go check it. He then gave me another ball of dough and told me to roll it out. In the time it took me to roll out the one pizza Buck had had 2 rolled out, covered with toppings, and ready to go to the oven. I took one and he took the other. I got mine in the over without any major issue which was astounding to me. We went back and I updated the order in the system. I stretched a few more pizza getting better and quicker with each. That’s when Buck decided it was time I took some of the orders, which were up to 10 pizzas now. Buck didn’t seem fazed by the increasing volume. We worked side by side on the line making pizzas as the orders started to roll in. A little before 1 Ant came in and started to help. He took over the removing the pizzas from the ovens and the boxing and cutting. Trevor seemed to be having no problems running the front on his own. As we worked side by side in a station meant for one we were constantly in each other’s space. Brushing arms, Buck sliding behind me, his crotch barely touching my ass, his hand on the small of my back as he’d move me out of the way when he needed to. A few times one of his hands landed on one of my cheeks, missing his aim for my back, but he’d still just gently move me aside. Needless to say I was bricked up the whole time!! Even though I grew faster and more confident as we worked, it seemed for every one pizza I did Buck had to do of done 3 or 4. He was a pizza making machine. He only briefly looked at the orders, never looked at the make chart on the wall, knew when a pizza should come out of the oven without looking at the system’s timer, and could tell by a glance from across the room if a pizza was done when I’d go to check. He really was at home in the kitchen. When we really started to get busy, Buck had me move to just stretching dough on the peels for him so it be ready when he moved from pizza to pizza. He’d make slight adjustments as he took each fresh peel then bang out a the pizza. He kept me in the back through the entire lunch rush. It was nothing like yesterday but it was pretty busy. Even with me fumbling as his assistant he didn’t burn a single pizza, mess up a single order, or get behind on any of the pizzas pick up times. As it slowed down around 2:00 he told me to make the shop pizza for everyone one. I made a large meat lovers pizza, which was Trev’s favorite. He sent me on break and when I got back at 2:45 he had me work the line by myself. Buck ran the bank deposit while Ant covered the front so Trevor could have his break. Trev spent his break sitting on a stood by the spare pizza station talking to me as I worked. It was slow by our standards but I managed to just be keep up with the orders. But I was keeping up and wasn’t making many mistakes and none that were unfixable. I was making my times. When Trev came off break he took over the pizza station. He gave me a fist bump and told me I rocked it. While I think he was being generous I felt proud I was able to keep up and it felt good to continue to learn and grow in the shop. I removed my apron and hung it back up. I washed my hands before going back up front. Ant was working up front which was empty at the moment. He greeted me and also complimented me on a good job. I turned around to bend over to get something from under the shelf and Ant broke out in laughter. “What?? What is it?” I asked wonder what had sent my boss off making him laugh like a hyena. “You have Daddy Scorpion hand prints all over your ass!!” He managed to get out between laughs. I tried to look around and see my but but I the angel wasn’t doing it. Buck walked in the shop’s front door to see me going in a circle chasing my imaginary tail, Ant doubled over with laughter and wheezing, and Trev standing at the corner of the warming shelves chuckling at us both. ”What in the world is going on in here?” Buck asked bewildered but amused. “Looks like you marked Jac’s ass with your flour hand prints there Daddy Scorpion.” Trev said being no help to the situation. Ant continued to laugh his butt off. ”Well that happens when you work in close quarters. Meet me by the cut station Jacob. You two get back to work.” Buck meet me a minutes later and turned me around to inspect my butt. He whistled when he saw my backside. “Yea it does seem like I got you good.” He said with a click of his teeth. He dampened a towel, turned be away from him and squatted down behind me. He proceeded to use the towel to get most of the flour off my butt and lower back. I pretty sure he squeezed my cheeks more than necessary but I wasn’t going to complain. When he stood up I saw his dick bulging down his right leg. He didn’t seem to even acknowledge it so I decided that I wouldn’t either, at least for now. He sent be up front again. At 4:30 Lane and Kenny arrived for their shift. Ant sent Trevor and me home around 5:00 after giving us our tips from yesterday and today. We offered to stay in case the dinner rush got busy but Ant wouldn’t hear of it after our long day yesterday and early morning today. He even managed to get Buck to agree (begrudgingly) to go home. We parted with Trevor in the parking. Buck and I climbed into the truck. Buck started it up and started out of the parking lot. As we drove I reflected on my time since I started working for Scorpion Pizza a little over a month ago. I was making good money, had got my own apartment, made a good group of very close friends that were more like family, and loved working for Ant and Buck. I also recently come to suspect Buck might be interested in me outside the bios/employee dynamic. Today with his roaming hands, his stiff dick against my ass, his blatant bulge after he cleaned the flour off my ass all confirmed my suspicions. Now I just needed to figure out how to make a move. —————————— No sex in this chapter but I pretty sure we all have an idea of what’s going to happen next so I wanted to take time to really set that up. Plus I didn’t want to let the chapter go on too long. I will get the next chapter up soon, I don’t want to leave you all hanging. 😈 As usual thank you all for the reactions, kind comments, suggestions, and private messages. I do love talking with you all. I have a list of the other 5 pozzing stories I have written on here. If you are interested just message me. Thanks again!

Definitely it has the same effect on me. Love a good rim job then I'm begging to get the dick in me , bare and no holding back back.

i had a very similar experience. people can try and simplify it all they want and pretend we are saying we're attracted to ALL black men like we can't tell the difference from one to another, because that fits their woke agenda of scolding two consenting adults who just enjoyed sex. the first BF i really fell in love with was a muscled, big-dicked ginger. after that id sometimes hook up w similar guys and really enjoy the sex w the added bonus of nostalgia. but nobody's going to slut shame me for that or any of the other preferences we all talk about openly here. but there's a special fun i suppose in being a liberal white guy and condescendingly mansplaining to other liberal white guys that they are toxic on behalf of a disenfranchised minority like black guys need a white savior to speak up for them. every black guy who sticks his dick in my ass does so by free choice so maybe we just accept that it's mutually beneficial sex between two consenting adults.

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I just bought a new chastity device, a Cobra Resin Cock Cage. Tried wearing a plastic one - can't remember the brand, but supposedly good - a couple of years ago, but it broke while I was on a run. God knows how - I'm not that well endowed! So I bought a metal cock cage and it was too big. Abandoned the whole project til recently, when I was speaking to a foot-and-chastity Dom on Grindr. So, we try again. Have made a list of dares and goals: go cruising while locked up, go to a sauna bathhouse locked up and collared. Want to put myself in training so I can participate in this year's Locktober. It arrives tomorrow. Can't wait.

We all know that feeling. It’s the end of the weekend and hornyness is kicking in big time. I’m usually a big fan of grindr and these apps but sometimes you got to do what you got to do. I was horny and needed a load. So I reactivated my old account “discreet btm now” and looked. Literally two minutes after I went online, I had a message from profile that was 200m away. Blank profile. “top now”. Asking me what I was up to, and if I had any pictures. After sending some pictures of me, getting fucked and sucking dick he asked me to come over. It should be simple: suck, get bred, leave. I didn’t need to see any pictures. Once I’m that horny, I will let anyone breed me. So I was walking over there, he left the door open and was waiting on the couch, stroking his dick. I immediately undressed and got to sucked his dick. I love sucking dick and I’m not exaggerating when I’m saying that I do that with a true passion and once I taste precum i’m in a trance. After some time, I felt some hands on my ass. Some fingers making their way to my hole. And before I knew it, I heard someone spit on his hand, followed by a big mushroom head being pushed in my hole. He didn’t ease into it and started pounding me hard. I was loving this, and since I’m especially turned on by taking cock anonymously i was in heaven. Took him about five minutes to say “i’m gonna cum”, which were the only words I heard anyone say the whole time. He pulled out, smeared whatever cum he had left on his cock on my ass and left. Once loaded the other guy got up and rammed his throbbing cock in in one go. as the guy before, he didn’t go easy and started to really pound my ass. Another two minutes later, I felt he was getting close. I was in doggy leaning on the couch and I reached between my legs to grab his balls. That sent over the edge and he unloaded in a furiously, intense orgasm. As soon as he pulled out, I turned around and cleaned that cock as thorough as I could before quickly getting dressed and leaving the apartment. And now I’m sitting on my couch with two fingers of my hole licking the cum from my fingers and writing the story.

fucking hot installment GymGuy - i really like the way the action can be nasty kinky and raunchy at one moment and slow, erotic and passionate at another. you pull off both moods really well. please keep it coming!