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Rick left and I looked through my boxed clothes and found my high school speedos. I was worried putting these on would cover even less now I am older and a little bigger. I was about 5 lbs more than I was in high school. I put them on and they fit but they were a bit tight. I looked at myself in the mirror on the wall that was across my bed. I stood there and looked at myself, no shirt just speedos. I still looked good even though I wasn't swimming competitively. I swam at the local pool for exercise at least once a week so i still had the slender swimmers build and abs. Some of the weight went to my ass. As i was a little heavier they sat like low rise briefs at my hips below my waist and barely covered my pubes. From the front it was tight and creeped up my thighs even more than I remember. My cock showed thru more too. Turning around my ass was a little bigger and my ass cheeks jutted out more showing more ass. When I pulled up the speedo higher on my waist it pulled by more showing more of my ass. Turning back the front showed more of my thighs. I kept looking at myself and adjusting, making sure I looked ok and tried to cover up. I don't know why i wanted to look ok or even good. I went outside in the back and started working on the pool. It looked like it hadn't been cleaned in at least 6 months. There were leaves, some debris on the bottom and scum. It was now about 7am and the sun was out as summer is hot here. I started cleaning out the leaves floating at the top. As I was half way done Rick came outside. "You look very nice in that swimsuit", Rick said walking over. "Thank you", I said blushing. I turned and looked at Rick. He was in a swim trunk that showed off his huge cock. They were boxing shorts like swim shorts no more than 3 inches top to bottom. They were white with blue outline and laced closure over his cock that show off a bit of his pubes. He looked hot even for someone in his 60's and thin looking with a slight belly. "I see you found something you like. Tell me what you are thinking now.", he said smiling at me "Sorry I was staring, your shorts done hide much of your cock" i said joking it off. "Neither does yours", he said placing his finger under the front side band near my right thigh of my briefs and running his finger around in the back and pulling them up a bit giving me a wedgie. "You look very nice", he said smiling and his hand laying down against my now more exposed ass. His hand felt warm and caressing. "Thank you very much" I said blushing and smiling back at him. I felt my cock starting to get hard. "Well better get back to cleaning" I said I went back to cleaning the top leaves. Rick went to get another net and helped me. After another 20 minutes we finished. The sun was fully out and it was getting hot. "We both better put on sunscreen." , he said passing my a spray bottle. We both started to spray and rub it on our bodies. Rick asked me to spray and rub on his back. I obliged and started spraying and rubbing it in. I noticed he had these red spots on his body. Not a lot maybe 3 or 4 on his back. "What are these red spots", I asked "Lesions. Don't worry they aren't contagious by just touching them", he said "Oh just was curious. Not to worry" I said rubbing his back. After I was finished, he offered to do my back. He started at the top massaging it in and giving my shoulders a massage. I moaned as it felt good. He then worked down my back also spraying and massaging it in. When he got to my waist he massaged under the waistband. It felt good but was worried how far down he was going. He stopped about an inch under saying as you move around so does your swimsuit so you should always cover under it. Made sense and let him finish. We got back to work and started to clean the bottom and walls of the pool. We both got into the water as the vacuum pole wasn't long. We finished about an hour later. Rick went inside and brought some sandwiches and beers. We sat on the lounge chairs and ate and drank. "How old are you", Rick asked "19 yrs old" I said softly "Your 19? I thought you graduated 2 years ago." he said surprisingly "Yes I did but i graduated a year early. Is that ok that i still rent from you? Am i too young?, i said worryingly He laughed, "No you are the right age. But not legal to drink. Don't worry its just us, have another beer." he said smiling back and slapped my knee as we were sitting facing each other and handed me my second beer. After my third beer and sandwiches I jumped back in the pool to swim and relax. I felt like some of my stress washed away with today.

It was a Friday afternoon. It seemed like an ordinary Friday afternoon. I was over at my uncles to visit for summer break. I had just graduated high school and celebrated my 18th birthday. I wanted to go somewhere in the sun for my summer trip abroad but my dad was adamant that I come visit my uncle. My dad says that he was lonely being all alone since my aunt had passed away some years ago. My dad insisted that I would get more out of a trip there with uncle Lee than anything I could do with my friends. So to my uncle’s place in California I went. I got a warm reception from my uncle. He said he had been waiting for me all day and couldn’t wait til I got there. He showed me around the place. I had not been there since I was in grade school so it was like a completely new place for me. He showed me the kitchen, the living room, the study, his room and finally the room that was to be mine for a few weeks. It was really nice. If I hadn’t known any better, I would have sworn that it was the master bedroom suite. It was huge with a king size bed and it’s own bathroom with his and her set up. It had a beautiful glass shower with a funny looking shower head; more of a wand really. I said wow, is all this mine for the visit? He responded with an enthusiastic yes. Uncle Lee told me to unpack and get comfortable and he would be back with some iced tea I opened my luggage and placed my clothes away in the drawers. When Uncle Lee came back, he had 2 glasses of iced tea. He handed me one and I graciously accepted. It had been a long flight over to California and I was super thirsty. When I drank from my cup, I remember the taste being weird. It was sweet. Lord only knows how much sugar was in the tea. But also, there was a slight bitter taste to it I couldn’t place. Well, whatever the irregularity was, it didn’t matter. I downed the drink and put the empty cup down on the dresser in front of me. We then walked back into the living room. we chit chatted for a while. The usual how was your flight? What have you been up to? What was I planning on majoring in college when I start in the fall? That’s when my uncle decided we should take the conversation out to the backyard. When I first walked out onto the back patio, I was in awe. It looked like a perfect desert oasis. A nice sized swimming pool, a jacuzzi to the side of the pool, and plants everywhere. There were tall bushes that blocked the view of the neighbors. I suppose it gave the entire backyard some natural privacy. Plus the size of the property the house was on, the neighbors were far away enough that they wouldn’t hear anything from the backyard either. The sun was beating down on us. We were starting to sweat. My uncle turned to me and asked if I wanted to jump in the pool and cool off? I told him I didn’t have any trunks or boardshorts. (I was ill-prepared for California sunny weather.) He said don’t worry, that we could just jump in with our underwear. Before I could answer, he had dropped his shorts revealing a pair of boxerbriefs with a sizable bulge. I caught myself staring at the bulge until I was woken up by him calling my name. Earth to Jonny. Earth to Jonny. Hello there! I snapped out of my trance. I finally responded with I’m sorry uncle but I don’t wear underwear. Nothing but me under these pants. Maybe I should go get something to put on? He interrupted, no underwear – no problem! He dropped his boxerbriefs down in an instant. He looked at me and said, just us men here right? And then he jumped in the pool. For a moment there I was frozen. I had seen a flash of my uncle’s trunk of a dick. It was nice and thick and had to be at least 5 inches long, and this was soft. Now I was having a moment of panic. I wasn’t ashamed of my body. In fact, I was in great shape from high school wrestling. But I knew I had to get in the water before I started sporting a hard on. So I stripped my shirt, socks, and pants and jumped into the cold water. It felt great paired with the warm weather outside. The cold water also helped keep me from popping wood. We splashed and played in the water for some time. I don’t know how long it was but at some point I was starting to really feel relaxed. I loved the feeling. I could just lay back and float. My uncle jumped out of the water and grabbed a towel. He said he would be right back. I admired his body as he toweled off. He definitely worked out and kept care of his body. He was a UILF alright… Uncle I’d Like to Fuck. He had great tan with boarders at wear his underwear would normally sit. They were hard to see, his tan lines, but they were there. Especially with how hard I’m looking for them. And then he was gone inside. I laid back and floated until he came back. He had a small tray with 2 glasses of that great iced tea. I started to gulp it down but my uncle checked my manners. I acknowledged his comment and took the time to sip the rest of the drink. He slipped back into the water and we resumed our water play. After some time had passed, the weather shifted from sunny to slightly cold and cloudy. My uncle says we should head inside before the mosquitoes get to us. I walk out of the water and he hands me a towel. As we dry off, I try to steal more glimpses of my uncle’s dick just laying between his legs. I get sloppy and he glances back at me as I’m obviously ogling his package. I get scared but he just winks at me and goes back to drying off. I’m left a little mortified. I stare down at my own dick. It seems inadequate compared to his. In reality, it wasn’t that far off from his. I was probably 4 inches soft on a good day. The cold water had shrunk me down a bit. I finally look up at him. He is finished toweling off but does not go to cover himself. In fact, he has the towel over his shoulder. I quickly wrap my towel around my waist and we go back into the house. We sit in the living room on the couch. Uncle Lee starts up his gas fire place. It feels nice and warm against my cold skin. We start talking about family and what brought me to the house this summer. I admitted it was all my dad’s urging. My uncle understood and said he knew. Evidently my older brother and 2 older cousins all came up to Uncle Lee’s house before they started college. It was an unofficial rite of passage. Whatever that meant. I must have really liked the fire because I’m feeling super relaxed and just calm. My uncle caught sight of how mellow and relaxed I was. I must have looked like I was melting into the couch or something. Uncle Lee asks me if I want something to help me charge up? He gets up and says he’ll be right back. I say yeah, I’m expecting him to grab a beer or something. Before he leaves the room, he says I should finish drying off my hair. I feel my hair and it is a bit damp. I look to see if he’s back and I’m alone. So I pull off my towel and rustle my hair – drying it off. I finish drying off my hair and just leave the towel draped around my neck out of routine. It isn’t until my uncle comes back and is still naked with his towel over his shoulder do I realize my now naked, on the couch, with my towel where it is. I tell myself I have to play this cool. I have a slight panic. Im trying to remember if my uncle knows I’m gay. I can’t recall. I am scaring myself. If I pop a boner and he gets weirded out, what happens then? OMG, what’s going to happen? With all this calamity in my head, it takes me forever to realize what my uncle brought out. He dropped on the table a glass tray with some powdered lines on it. I finally see the scene. My Uncle Lee is handing me a rolled up bill. He says just don’t tell your dad. I’m shocked. I don’t know what to do. Is this some sort of test? As if reading my mind, my uncle says ok slowpoke, I’ll take the first line. He snags the rolled up bill and bends down and sniffs up one of the lines. He pops back up with instant energy. Whoh! He exclaimed, and says it’s my turn. He hands me the bill again. I accept my uncle’s generosity and snort a line. He says go ahead and finish it off. There are two lines left. I do one in the left nostril and one in the right. Boom! I’m feeling good. I say that doesn’t feel like coke. He answers, yeah that’s because it’s not. I ask well, what was it then? He replies, that’s little Miss Tina. I was shocked. Cocaine was one thing every once and a while. But meth, this was something different all together. I was surprised, I was always told that meth was horrible drug that would destroy you. But I am feeling good. My uncle gave it to me. It can’t be bad if my uncle gave it to me, right? My uncle sits closer to me. Our legs are now touching. He turns on the tv and we just chill there and watch some Simpsons reruns. After some time passes, I turn to my uncle and ask if he has anymore Tina for some lines. He turns to me and says, not for lines, but … He gets up and walks away. He returns with a pipe with a round bulb end, a baggie of crystals, and a torch. He sits next to me again and again our legs touch. It sends a shiver down to my dick. I feel it grow out just a tad. Uncle Lee asks if I’ve ever smoked Tina from a pipe before? I say no. He says Ohh, a virgin I see. I instantly reply, who you calling a virgin? We both have a long laugh. He filled up the bulb with 3 shards. It almost fills the bowl. He turns on the torch and the heat melts the shards. He tells me to pay attention to what he’s doing. He head the bulb and waits for the white vapor. He says that’s how you know it’s time to suck. He put it to his mouth and inhaled the vapor. He let out a big white vapor cloud. It almost blocked my vision before it dissipated. He put the pipe up to my mouth. He said he would heat the pipe for me this time but to pay attention. The vapor starts and I start sucking. He tells me to hold it in for a second and signals me to let it go. A small cloud escaped my mouth. He says that was the free trial, now for me to take the real first hit. I go back to sucking the vapor. I hold it in, 1 sec, 2 sec, 3 sec … I release a big white mess. The smoke goes everywhere. My uncle says Good Boy. My dick thickens a bit hearing him say that. We go back and forth 5 times before the bowel is empty. He sets it down on the glass tray. I lay back on the couch and just feel great. My uncle says I’ll take that. He snags the towel from around my head and I’m left completely and utterly naked. I look down and realize that I’m almost completely hard. I try to hid my boner between my legs. My uncle catches me and starts to laugh. I’m mortified. He tells me it’s okay. It’s natural on tina. Well, sometimes it has the opposite effect but both mean that you are extremely horny. He says everything that feels good is elevated on tina. He says that whatever makes a man feel good is okay in his house. I look at him and say I’m gay. He responds with yeah, I know. Your dad told me. it’s part of the reason you were invited here. We wanted you to learn about sex in a safe and nurturing environment. I’m taken back a bit. Oh I know about sex. I’m not a kid. Uncle Lee looked me up and down and agreed, yeah, you’re no kid alright. He grabbed his half hard dick and waved it at me. You finally ready to suck on this? You’ve been eyeing it for a while now. come on, its cool. In this house, it’s just about what makes you feel good. Uncle Lee walks over and sits next to me on the couch. I immediately get down between his legs and put his meat in my mouth. I’m able to get it all in the first go. I tried to show off my skills but it was still growing in my mouth. By the time it was at full mast, his 10 inches were hitting the back of my throat. My lips were against his small batch of hair around his dick. Uncle Lee exclaims, oh you can tell you’re the gay one. Your brother and cousins were horrible at sucking my dick. I tried to come up and ask what? However, Uncle Lee just put his hands on my head and pushed me down further on his dick. I suck him off for a good amount of time. Not enough for him to cum, just enough to edge him a bit. I come up from my knees and stand up. I stretch in front of my uncle. He surprises me by getting down on his knees in front of me and taking in my 8 inch dick into his mouth. Oh fuck, who knew my uncle was an experienced cock sucker. He expertly attacked my dick. I was trying to put my hands on his head and fuck his mouth but he was having none of that. He just pushed my hands aside and kept his own rhythm. Eventually I just yielded and put my arms up over my head. He pulled off my dick long enough to spit on his fingers and went back to sucking. His two fingers, now wet with spit, found their way to the entrance of my hole. they wiggled their way inside. He pushed them in with a bit of force. I took them up to the knuckle. I felt him wiggle his fingers inside my hole. Suddenly he grabs me by the waist and moves me. we change places. Im now between him and the couch. The faces me toward the couch and pushes me forward. I place my legs up on the couch and torso up against the top of the couch. This positions my ass right were his head is and he starts licking my entrance. Lightly at first, just grazing the puckered hole. he lets the spit build up and then pushes his tongue into my hole. As he makes my hole a wet mess, I’m moaning like a little hoe. It feels so good. I feel him pull away from me. I sigh in disappointment. Then I feel his fingers back in me. but this time it’s burning a bit. At the tip of his fingers, its burning inside. I try and pull his fingers out but he just pushes further inside of me. This continues until the burning starts to subside, then he pushes in a third finger and my hole greedily accepts it. I’m back to making noises that should never be heard in church. I’m starting to feel like I need something more in my ass. Like a nice big dick. Oh that’s exactly what I need. But he’s my uncle, would he even entertain the idea of fucking his nephew. My thinking is interrupted by a dickhead being pushed into my hole. his is shaped like an arrowhead so it enters relatively easily. I get a couple inches of him in me before I feel my hole strain to stretch around the thickness. I feel my uncle reach around me and works some uncle magic. He placed his right hand on my dick and started slowly jerking me off and his left hand started tweaking my nipples. The feeling of both of these things happening at the same time allowed me to unclench and boy did he take advantage. He pushed the remaining length into me in one go. 9 inches of uncle meat in my ass. Once fully inside of me, his hands abandoned their stations and went to my waist. He grabbed me by the hips and started thrusting. It felt like his dick was a jackhammer and my hole was the lucky concrete getting smashed into pebbles. He got tired of this position so he pulled out and had me lay on the floor next to the fireplace. He changed his mind and had me sit up. I didn’t care where he put me, I just wanted to fuck. He says patience is a lesson to learn too. He reloaded the pipe and we hit it a few times. Thicker and thicker the clouds got. We kept going until the bowl was gone. Uncle Lee told me to lay down again. I obeyed. He got up and maneuvered so he came down into a 69 position. He started gobbling down on my dick while pushing his hole in my face. I knew exactly what I should be doing. I pushed my tongue in and started munching down like a starving child. I had his hole dripping wet in no time at all. He got up off me and bend over head down ass up. He was offering me his hole and I definitely was not objecting. I got up behind his ass and stuck my two fingers into his wet hole. He moaned and I knew this was meant to be. I lined my dick up with his ass and pushed forward. I felt my head go inside and the pressure inside his hole was perfect. Tight enough to feel it but not enough to stop me from going forward. I pushed forward slowly and got all 8 inches inside him. He let out a long loud moan. Now, I’ve had sex before but I have always been the bottom. This was my first time being the top. I was on sensory overload. The ass felt so good; amazingly good. My inexperience showed in the pace of my thrusting. I was like a rabbit running to the finish line. At one point, my uncle pushed back to halt me. I paused my thrusting and he started pushing back onto my dick. He varied his rhythm. He was teaching me with every push backward. I was eager to take back over and pushed him flat on the ground. I was flat against him now. I know I had just learned a lesson on going slow or at least varying my pace – but I wanted to nut. So I went back to thrusting like a madman. I was close, oh so vary close when my uncle pushed me off of him. He laid on his back and instructed me to sit down on his dick. I obeyed my instructor. Once I was sitting on him balls deep, he had me maneuver around to see what angles I liked best. When I came across the perfect angle that grazed by prostate, he told him I found it. He proceeded to fuck me in that angle. I was riding him like a stallion. That dick was hitting me good. Without warning, without touching, my dick starts spurting out ropes of cum on my uncle’s chest. One even hits him on his chin. I’m still in the euphoria of my ejaculation when he commands me to keep riding. I do as I’m told. A few minutes later, he is grabbing my waist and thrusts forward up inside me. I feel a warm wet mess being deposited deep in my ass. We stay in that position for a few minutes, letting the heat off our bodies calm down. I’m spent. I feel like he is spent. We get up and use the towels to wipe off all the cum. I look at my uncle and tell him that this was amazing. I loved him teaching me about tina and fucking on tina. Uncle Lee replied, oh that’s just today’s lesson. We have a whole summer break to break you in.

Again sorry about typos and grammar. I went into my bedroom, put on underwear and shirt and lied down on the bed. I was both exhausted and horny. I tried to sleep but couldn't. I took out my cock and started stroking. I found myself not thinking about my gf but what just happened today with Rick. After only a minute of stroking, I moaned out loud, "Ahhhhhhhh", and shot a huge load all over my chest. I hadn't cum like that before from just masturbating. It was intense and a huge load on my stomach. I cleaned up and crashed. I woke up the next morning with the sun beaming in through the sliding door. I looked at my watch it was just after 6am. I got up and took more of my stuff into the bathroom. I placed some on the counter and then into the medicine cabinet. I placed some of my items in there and saw a bunch of prescription pill containers in there with his name on them. It had names I never heard of. I was aware of some prescription meds as my mom was a nurse and she always talked about medicine like for cholesterol or high blood pressure. One was Truvada and the other was Tivicay. I had never heard of those drugs. I closed the cabinet and started to brush my teeth. Rick came in and asked if it was ok to use the bathroom. I said sure. He pulled out his huge cock and I tried not to look but took a peek. "Its ok if you look, its natural. We are all men.", he said smiling. I smiled back and nodded and continued to brush my teeth. "Did you sleep well last night? I hope the bed was comfortable.", he asked I finished brushing me teeth and rinsing my mouth. "Yes it was, it slept like a log", I replied "I bet you must've after all that fun and release you had", he said "Huh what do you mean", I asked He stopped peeing kept his cock out and walked over to me. His cock brushed my hip. He reached over and touched my chest and scraped up the dried cum off my chest. Crap I thought, i didn't clean up all my cum. He took the scraped up cum and put it in his mouth and sucked on his finger like he was licking up delicious food. "Hmmm that tastes like sweet cum to me. Somebody had fun last night", he said smiling. He was barely a foot away and again I could smell his musty smell. "Ohhh yeah had to release. My gf didn't finish me off last night", I said nervously chuckling "Yeah I bet. You were thinking of her while jacking off.", he asked "Ughh yeah of course and other stuff", I said quickly backing away "Its cool. Again we are all dudes with needs and have to get off. You can tell me what the other stuff you were thinking about another time." he said stepping back to the toilet and started to pee again. I took a good look at his huge cock and tried not to stare. He glanced over and smiled. "Are you going to brunch or staying here to clean the pool. I want to be clear I am fine with you going to brunch with her and cleaning the pool another time." Rick said nicely "Thank you but I would rather stay here and clean the pool. I want to get it done for you to show my thanks.", I said "Good I can help you too if you need. We can hang out and get to know each other too since we will be roomates", he said shaking his cock with the last bit of pee dripping out. Ring ring... I went to my bedroom and looked at my phone. It was Jane. "Hello", I said "Hi sorry I was mad at you. I just miss you and wanted to have sex and make love with you." she said "I know I missed you too. Sorry i just have a lot going on right now with school and moving into the city." I said "Can we meet up today for brunch or later?", she asked pleading "I cant sorry. I promised my landlord I would I would do it today", I replied "Can't you do it another day I miss you. My pussy is so wet, I need your cock in me." she said in a moaning way "I'm sorry I can't meet for brunch, my landlord wants it done today.", I said I saw Rick standing in the door way. His cock was hard and pushing thru his thin shorts again. "And I want to do it today as I told him.", i added quickly "I am sorry Jane maybe we can meet later tonight", I said "Sorry I have to go now, ok.", I said "Ok text me. I miss you. Do you miss me?", she said "Yeah I miss you. Gotta go, bye", i said and hung up the phone Rick stepped into the bedroom and came near me. "Why did you lie to her", Rick asked "Uhhh I didn't really." i said defending myself looking up at him "Ok if you say so but I did say you could do it another time.", Rick said "Yes I know thank you but I do want to do as promised and like I said I need alone time.", i replied "So yeah maybe I did lie to her", i said finally "if you need alone time I can go and run errands while you clean or stay in the house", Rick said while reaching out and touching my arm caressing it. "No, I will do it and its fine. You can hang out with me outside or help. But only if you want to help. I want to do as promised and clean it for you." I said "Thank you for keeping your promise" he said and hugged me It felt comforting being hugged by him. And his smell was strong. His cock was hard now and pushing into my abdomen. He finally let go and said lets get ready. "I hope you have swim trunks" he said He mentioned his robot broke and there was some debris at the bottom of the pool. "Ohhh no I don't", i said "Hmmm I would loan you mine but I don't think they would fit" he said "Well actually I do but they are not swim trunks."i replied "What do you have", Rick asked "I have swimming speedos", I replied shyly "You do", Rick said smiling "Yes I used to swim on the high school team. I think I have a pair around here but its a little small and might not fit", i said "Ok put them on and lets see", Rick said standing there "Oh ok, can I change please", i asked "Of course, go ahead. I will meet you at the pool", Rick said

I live near Thorn Hill, TN and years ago I picked up two skinhead looking teen brothers at the Home Depot near Cedar Bluff and we went to that Motel 6 for two days!!! Amazing experience!! this was the first time with the first brother Josh dumping his load and then piss up my ass. I seriously think between the two of them over two days I got screwed a million times, seriously.

I want to hear if there are others like me. One of my favourite things to do is humiliate my cocksucker by getting my cum on him somewhere visible before they have to go into a public space. I've got a big dick and I apparently have decent looks because it's relatively easy to find cocksuckers willing to service me in semi-public places. Bathrooms, park trails, ally's, fitting rooms, gym locker rooms, parking lots, offices, hell even a subway restaurant employee breakroom. I don't care for the "feeling" of a blowjob too much but the power of humiliating people is so fucking fun. Usually when I seduce and compel a new cocksucker it's just to prove that I can. It's shocking how many guys will notice my bulge and then follow my instructions. The best part for me is leaving visible evidence on my conquest so they have to be seen messy in public. I do this by shooting my load without warning on specific areas. I aim for their Hair, beard, eyes, and shirt/work uniform. If you ever notice you're sandwich artist has red eyes and stains on his uniform, maybe I was there, or maybe there are others like me.

Chapter 1 – Friends Hey I’m Rich. I’m 18 years old and live with my best friend. We have a nice looking place to ourselves. Tanner family is rich so they pay for our apartment. I’ma student so I don’t really have that much disposable income. Luckily Tanner gets a monthly allowance that keeps us comfortable. Not that we need for anything, the bills and food are all part of the deal from his parents. They think we should be set up nicely while we get our education. So what do we spend our money on? That’s right, we party. We party hard. Molly, E, T, G, and occasionally even some H. Depends on how we are feeling at the time. Lately we’ve been partying a lot and the allowance is not cutting it anymore. I’m a gay vers twink white boy that has a few party friends that I can smoke and play with here and there. But unfortunately, Tanner has yet to find a straight equivalent. He has this girl he smokes out and fucks with, but she has gone sober and hasn’t returned his calls. This is unfortunately one of those weekends where we find ourselves broke and without any favors to keep the party going. We’re not like going through withdrawals but we are definitely feeling down without anything to put in our bodies. I’m sitting on the couch across from Tanner and we are brainstorming on how we can score some more pills or Tina. We go back and forth for a while until finally I tell him that I’m sorry. T: why? what for? R: I’m gonna call up and go hang with a guy that will smoke me out but it’s not your scene. Tanner asks why again. R: It’s a gay guy thing. You would be out of place and get uncomfortable if you came with me. Tanner ponders on it for a minute. He looks up at me as asks T: how uncomfortable. R: This guy like smoking out twinks like us. But he expects to see some clothes come off so he can admire the boy bodies. Tanner thinks it over some more. He counters with – T: So if I went with you, I’d have to like walk around in my underwear? R: For starters. This guy likes his boys naked. The more you party, the more he’ll want out of the deal. T: So I take it this isn’t a good scene for a straight guy. R: oh no, he loves him some straight guys walking around naked. He gets off on that. Lets him know that you are there just for the drugs. T: So I don’t see the problem. I’m very confident in my body. I walk around here in my underwear all the time. You don’t seem to have a problem with that either. Tanner snickered a bit. He knew that I was never really pervy over him. He was like a brother to me. T: So I get free drugs for showing off my goods. I think I can handle that. R: you think so huh? Well, the longer we stay there and the more we get high, the more he’s going to expect from one or both of us. T: and I am totally ok with you hooking up with this guy. I’m ok with seeing you get frisky with some dude. If the drugs are good enough, I might even be cool with him watching me jerk off. I’m very open minded like that. R: famous last words, bro. Okay, I’ll call him up. But there are a few things we need to go over first. T: okay, shoot. R: first, we have to be kind to our host. He’s sharing his shit with us and expects kindness and playfulness in return. He hates to be told no. second, don’t except anything while you’re alone with him or any other guys there. You know me and there are strength in the buddy system. You watch my back and I watch yours. Third, know your limit. The drugs will keep coming with more opportunities. You have to know what you are comfortable doing and what is off limits. The more you smoke, its assumed you wanna keep going. Fourth, know the lingo. What we do there, what we are doing is just “hanging out” and “getting comfortable”. We are not “partying”. This has a different meaning at this house. There “partying” or “being the party boy” means you’re the special entertainment for the night. You get what I’m saying, right? T: yeah yeah yeah, no “partying” unless I’m special for the night. R: I’m serious. That phrasing has special meaning there. It means you are totally down for whatever. No take backs. No do overs. It’s a verbal contract. You get me? T: okay. No partying at the homo house. I get it. just showing off my dick and maybe giving a jerk off show for the man. I know my limits. The question is, once you finally get to see my dick, will you be able to keep your hands off me. The boys both laugh up a storm. R: I’ll have to find it first. I don’t know if I have my magnifying glass with me. T: Ha ha asshole. R: not so fast. There is a fifth item to bring to your attention. The guy likes his boys smooth. I’m going to jump in the shower and shave where I need to shave. If you are coming with me, I suggest you go do the same. T: your kidding me? R: Nope, smooth as a baby’s ass. From the neck down. I don’t have much to shave off but you’ll have to shave off that peach fuzz on your chest and say goodbye to that nice happy trail. T: Damn, the things we have to do sometimes to get loaded. Chapter 2 – Meeting Gary Rich and Tanner drove over to the guy’s house. He lived relatively close. It was probably about a 15 minute drive from their place. The nervous couple walked up to the man’s house. R: okay this is your last chance to chicken out. We can still go home. T: no way man. I shaved my chest and pubes off for this. I’m getting something in my system. R: that’s the spirit. Rich rings the doorbell. They wait a few moments. The door handle begins to wiggle and the boys hold their breath. The door opens and a man appears in the doorway. He’s a white man that looks to be in his late 30’s, maybe early 40’s. He welcomes the pair and ushers them inside of the house. G: Hi guys. I’m Gary I’m glad that Rich decided to come back and chill with me. Hi Rich’s friend, glad to meet you. T: I’m Tanner, sir. Pleased to meet you. G: Good manners. I love that in a boy. Gary smiled as he looked up and down the boys. He had 2 good looking white boys at his disposal. He thought to himself – these boys are going to be fun. Especially the straight one. G: May I have your windbreaker jackets to put up? Thank you. Please follow me to the living room. The boys follow Gary to a nice open living room. There is a basketball game playing on the TV. There is a coffee table in front of the couch. It has a wooden box just sitting on it. G: Go on boys, sit down on the couch. I’ll go get us something to drink and we can all start to chill. Gary disappears from view and the boys sit there awkwardly. They patiently wait for their host. Gary reappears holding three cups of soda. He hands each of the boys a glass. G: Alright boys, here is a drink to help us start to Get along better. The three take a gulp of their respective sodas. The drink has the bitter taste of G that sticks in the mouth. Tanner took a second drink hoping the taste would balance out. He was wrong. G: oh before we down the drinks, I have some items to help us relax. Gary pulls out a baggie of pills. He takes out a few pills and hands them to the boys. Rich takes his immediately, but Tanner holds back a moment. Rich goes to Tanner’s ear. R: one’s a pill to get us hard. Take them already. They are fine. Tanner throws the pills into his mouth and gulps them down. He goes to Rich’s ear. T: what was the other one? R: just some ecstasy. It will be fine. Just drink up. The boys made some small talk with Gary while drinking their soda. Tanner was starting to wonder what if this was all a mistake, afterall, nothing was happening. Rich was deep in conversation with Gary. When both boys were finally done with their drink. This was the signal for Gary. G: hey boys, you know what would be great? If things got a little cloudy. Gary pulls out a glass pipe from his pocket. It’s preloaded with a solid puddle in the bowel. He takes out a torch and lights up. He blows out a cloud. And as he’s passing the pipe over to Rich, he says G: hey boys, go ahead and get comfortable. Mi casa es su casa. Rich kicks off his shoes and takes his hit. He blows out a fat cloud and passes it over to his friend. R: Watch out, this is good stuff. Really chemically tasting. Tanner followed suit and kicked his shoes off. They had planned ahead and not wore socks. They were barefoot. Tanner passes the pipe to the gracious host. Gary takes a small hit and pushes the bowl back to the boys. He tells them to finish it off. The boys oblige and get four good hits in each. Rich passes the empty pipe back to Gary. As Gary reaches into the wooden box on the coffee table and refills the pipe. He looks up at the boy and makes eye contact with Rich. R: Hey Gary, it sure is getting hot in here. Mind if I get more comfortable? G: No need to ask me boys. Get as comfortable as you want. Rich pulls off his shirt and looks Tanner in the eye as if saying “it’s time”. Tanner follows direction. Gary catches a glance at one of the boy’s underarms and notice it’s smooth. This makes his dick throb in his jeans. The pipe makes it’s way back over to the boys. They take a couple good rifts off the pipe before it was time to pulls their pants off. By now the Viagra was kicking in and the boys were starting to sport boners sitting there in their underwear. They were both sitting in their boxer briefs with nice looking tents in their fronts. Gary refilled the pipe again with a smirk on his face. He melted the shards and blew out his cloud. He pulls his pants off and throws off his shirt. His own dick is throbbing and trying to get out of his boxer shorts. He walks over and sits on the other side of Tanner. Tanner takes the pipe and blows his biggest cloud yet. Gary takes the pipe from Tanner. He stretches over Tanner to offer the pipe to Rich. While he pulls his hand back, he grazes Tanner’s chest. Tanner let’s out a nice little moan. The E was kicking in and starting to make the boys sweat. Gary knew their state and starts to roam Tanner’s torso with his hands. Rich takes his rip off the pipe and turns to watch the straight boy moaning at the touch of their host. Gary makes eye contact with Rich. Unspoken communication happens between the two guys. Rich goes into actions and starts to kiss on Tanner’s neck. He whispers in tanner’s ear. R: Is this okay, friend? Gary is playing with Tanner nipple with another hand on his stomach. More moans escape the straight twink. As soon as he whispers a “yes” from his mouth, Rich pulls Tanner into a nice long kiss. They start to make out. Gary’s hands sink under the boy’s waistband and touches the smooth mound before reaching the hard rod inside the boy’s underwear. Gary reaches down and plays with Tanner’s balls. This makes him make out with Rich with more intensity. Rich pulls off of Tanner’s face. He reaches down and pulls Gary’s hand out of his friend’s underwear. he places it down on the smooth inside of the thigh, just outside the underwear. R: Is this okay, friend? are we okay? T: yeah, this is okay. What happens here stays here though. R: just a couple of guys chillin with hard on’s. Speaking of which. Rich picked up his own hand and placed it on Tanner’s hard on. R: I was able to find it after all. The boys laugh and go back to making out. Gary continues to rub on the smooth boy. He goes from his inner thigh down one of his legs and back up to the thigh. He gets up and walks over to the other side of the couch be Rich. He places his hand on Rich’s thigh. This stops the boy from the make out session. G: How about we take this hang out to the jacuzzi?

Chapter 5 – Pete and Rich Gary’s phone chime went off and he turned his attention to his phone. He clicked away and a smile came upon his face. He got up and walked over to the front door. He returned with another man. He was slightly shorter than Gary but similar, looks like he could be his relative or something. G: Hey Tanner, this is Pete. Hey Rich, looks it’s Pete. Rich instantly became elated to see the new man. G: Pete came especially for you Rich. R: Okay, Tanner, I’ll be right back. I’m going into the other room with Pete. We have stuff to discuss. I shouldn’t be that long. Just stay here with Gary. He’ll take care of you for a moment. He bent down to Tanner’s ear. R: Just don’t be stupid. I’ll be right back. Pete handed some items over to Gary. Then Rich got up and walked into the other room with Pete. This left Tanner alone with Gary. Pete led Rich to the playroom. The main room with a bed, a sling, a fuck bench, and all sorts of fun goodies. They both sat down on the bed. R: so I knew your cousin would message you and leg you know I was coming by. We can play a little but I have to get back in there. I have to protect my friend. P: he’s a big boy, he can take care of himself. R: he’s a big boy alright. He’s packing a nice thick 6.5 maybe 7 that I finally got to see in the flesh. You know how we always wanna try out those straight ones. Especially your cousin out there. So we have to be quick. P: first thing is first. Open up your mouth. I have some really good G and I wanna fuck your passed out hole. haha just kidding. No but really watch out, this stuff is strong. Pete opens his vial of G and uses a dropper to squirt a small amount of G into Rich’s mouth. P: have you been fucked yet? R: no I’ve been on babysitting duty remember. So you going to bump me already? P: no I have other plans for you. Here take this Pete is holding a backpack and opens it. he pulls out a baggie with pills and a water bottle. He hands Richa blue pill and he takes it. he downs some water. R: what was that? P: that was a dick pill. I like my boys to be hard when I fuck them. Pete pulls out a needle. Rich looks down at the needle in his hand. R: idk about this right now. I have to keep an eye on Tanner. P:the sooner I hit you, the sooner we fuck, the sooner you go back to babysitting. R: okay but make it quick. Pete fills the syringe and makes a point. He pulls out another needle and makes another. They pull out a rubber tourniquet and Rich gets tied off. Pete finds a vein and pushes the plunger. Rich lets the tourniquet go and instantly feels the rush. He starts a bit of a coughing fit. Pete follows him and hits himself. Pete strips down naked and is already hard showing off his 8 inches. Rich immediately gets down on his knees and sucks on Pete’s meat. He gets it all sloppy wet. Pete grabs Rich and throws him down against the fuck bench. Rich gets into his position and Pete comes up behind him and pushes his dick straight in. The bottom moans like a two dollar whore in heat. Rich can feel every inch in every thrust, in and out. Fuck, how long has he been fucked in this position? His legs are starting to cramp up a bit due to the position. In between moans, he asks for a new position. Pete grabs Rich and throws him against the bed. They fuck in missionary position for about 20 minutes or so. Just as Pete is shooting his load keep in the bottom, the door opens and in comes Gary with the naked straight boy Tanner over his shoulder. Tanner gets placed in the sling. Rich jumps up and runs to his friend. R: what the fuck happened out there? G: your friend here said he wanted to parTy, just like you. You know the rules of the house. Fair game. R: how fucked up is he? And how fucked is he? G: Well he had a small amount of the good G and three or so booty bumps haha. How fucked is he? Not very fucked yet. Only put one load in him so far. I recorded some of it. Gary pulled out his phone and started playing the video for Rich and Pete. Rich is jerking off while watching his friend getting defiled and loving it. G: Don’t worry, the next load is the visual main event. R: you’re gonna fuck him again already? G: No, no, no. I’m gonna wait a while for that. No, the next one to fuck him is going to be you. And I’ll record every moment of this twacked out twink on twacked out twink fucking. Rich’s dick throbbed at the thought of seeding his best friend. Especially while he is super high. How did he let this happen? How had he not seen this coming? Chapter 6 – Next Level of Friendship Inside Rich’s head there is a struggle going on. On one hand, he had the trust and love of his best friend to think about. On the other hand, he had a very high best friend, in a sling, that is begging for more loads up his straight boy hole. At least he will be begging for more. He’s currently in a G hole. Not that bad, should wear off in a while. Rich knew which of the two sides had won out. He wanted to seed Tanner deep and have him beg for it. He looked down at his friend laying there in the sling, in a dream haze. He turned to the two men. R: okay, I’ll fuck him. But I need him more awake than this. Let’s chill a bit and come back to him when he’s pulled himself out of his Good time. G: I knew we could count on you to make the right decision my little friend. Gary walked up the boy in the sling. He took his hand and wrapped it around the boy’s hard on. He rubbed all over his smooth area. He loved a good smooth boy. His fingers circled the boy’s balls. He followed the taint to the used hole. Gary sticks his finger in just a bit. Just enough to get some of his cum on his finger. He put it up to the boy’s mouth and let him suckle on it for a moment. The two men and teen walked out of the room, leaving the boy in the sling time to crawl out of his dreamy haze a bit. They came out to the living room and the two men sat on the couch. As if already ordered to, Rich gets on his knees in front of Pete and starts sucking on his dick. Pete pulled the boy off of his dick. He was hard but still sensitive from his recent orgasm. He brushed him away and the boy moved over and started sucking on Gary’s dick. Rich went straight to deep throating the 7 inches in his mouth. Pete takes the opportunity to refill one of the pipes. He melts it and unleashes a big cloud. For a moment, the room had been visually cleared up. This cloud branched out and a haze returned to the room. Pete and Gary start shotgunning the hit between the two of them. After the cloud was passed between the two men, they would blow it down in Rich’s face. Rich thought to himself, what a waste of tina cloud. But he knew his place, and he was busy sucking dick. Beside, he had just been shot up. He was probably good for a while. He knew his hole was itching, begging for attention but he also knew there was a plan in place. He had to follow Gary’s plan to stay on his good side. They chilled on the couch like this for a while. It wasn’t until they started hearing Tanner call out from the other room did they get to their feet. They followed the boy’s voice back into the playroom. They walked up and the men stood on the boy’s sides while Rich stood between Tanner’s legs. The boy was spread eagle while his feet were strapped to the stirrups. Tanner tried to pull his arms up but found they were tied down. Tanner looked so confused. T: What happened? Why am I in this thing? G: Remember, I was giving you your booty bump. Between that and the G you took, you got unstable so I had to strap you down for your own protection. Tanner looked like he was searching his memory and found some truth in his statement. G: Do you also remember me playing with your boy hole? like this… That was the signal. Rich reached up and pushed 2 fingers fully into the boy’s ass. A sexy moan escaped and betrayed the boy. G: don’t you remember how much you liked that? Rich pushed in and out, in and out. Then he added a third finger. Tanner closed his eyes and moaned again. This time it was loud enough to have a slight echo in the room. Pete is standing on the side jerking off watching this little scene. Gary walks off for a moment while Rich continues to push in and out. Gary returns with his phone and is obviously recording. He gets a wide shot showing the twink in the sling. He goes in closer to check out the teen’s body. He zooms in on the boy’s 6.5 inch dick still standing straight up. He goes lower to zoom in on the fingers fucking the boy hole. They are gliding nicely. Gary zooms out and then gets Tanner’s face in the shot. He needed to get Tanner’s message on record. G: you like that? You like those fingers in your straight boy hole? Tanner kept his eyes closed but nodded his head in agreement. G: Do you feel good right now? Are you on a good level? Tanner kept his eyes closed and nodded yes. Gary nods at Rich and Rich pulls his fingers out fully. Tanner’s eyes shoot open. T: No, please. I need them in there. Please. It feels so good. G: you need something back in your hole to make you feel good? Is that it? Tanner looked into the phone and nodded his head yes. G: well the fingers are retired. Besides we have something better to fill you with. Do you wanna feel good again? Wanna really party? Tanner looked into the phone and really shook his head up and down. T: yeah, I wanna get so fucking high. G: oh we can get you there boy. And your little friend here is going to help. Gary turned around and started fiddling with some equipment. He was starting up some cameras he has set up to capture the action in the sling. There was one directly above Tanner that got his attention when the little red light turned on. Gary came back and put his hand on the boy’s smooth chest. He dragged his hand all over the torso. He dipped further down on the boy and went over his smooth dick and balls. A light moan from the boy was heard. G: Okay Tanner. You straight twink hottie. We’re going to get you flying. Hey Pete, make the boy a dart. Make it a good one. Rich, get down there and wet the boy’s hole. Pete walked away to get his bag. Rich got down between the sling boy’s legs and started tonguing his hole. Waves of pleasure hit Tanner. He starts moaning like he’s stuck on repeat. Pete walks back with a loaded syringe. He unbinds one of the boy’s arm and wraps it tight. P: okay now, Tanner, don’t move or this will hurt. Okay… Tanner licked his lips and nodded. Pete finds a vein and registers. Tanner looks away. P: any final words for us before you blast off? Tanner kept his eyes shut. A single tear falls from his right eye. T: Just. Just please don’t. … please don’t fuck me. The two men start laughing uncontrollably. G: Too late for that one. Pete pushes the liquid into the bloodstream. He unties Tanner’s arm and lifts it straight up. Tanner starts a coughing fit. He fights to catch his breath. Gary takes the opportunity to jerk the boy off and rubs his chest. Eventually, the boy slows down his breathing and his eyes shoot open. His eyes are all pupil. Rich looks down at his friend’s dick. He had shot his load instantly from the rush. As soon as he locks eyes with Rich, that’s his queue to put his dick against the bottom’s hole. He pushes the head of his dick in the hole. Tanner moans loudly. T: yeah, keep pushing those fingers in me. I need it in me. Rich looks into his best friend’s eyes and mouths “I’m sorry”. Then he pushes forward and slides the entire length of his 7 inches into the straight boy. Tanner throws his head back. He’s making noises of pleasure – no words per say. But definitely pleasure. Rich pulls almost completely out. This panic’s Tanner. T: no please, don’t take it out. Put it back in. I need it. R: you want me to fuck you? Fuck you with my big dick? Tanner nods yes. G: out loud. So we can hear you boy! T: Yes, I need it. I need your dick in my hole. fuck me. please fuck me. Rich smiles at his friend and slowly pushes back in. His smooth balls slap his perky ass. Rich takes his time. He gives his friend a slow passionate fucking. The kind Rich thought Tanner should have had for his first time. The men get board with the slow process Rich was dealing out. They walked off. G: Hey come get us when your done with the love making. Then the real fucking can start. Rich continued to slowly slap into his friend. Tanner was lost in the pleasure of this experience and zoned out. When he was finally ready to shoot, Rich smacked Tanner on the cheek to get his attention. R: I’m going to fucking cum in you. That’s what you want right? You want me cum deep in you? T: Yes, fill me up. Deep inside of me. Make me feel so good. Rich grabbed Tanner by the hips and made a final thrust as he started to shoot his thick ropes of cum deep in his best friend. R: Take every drop. Rich waited a moment before pulling out. He wanted as much of his cum to stay inside of his friend. After a minute or two, Rich pulled his dick out of the boy. Only a drizzle of cum escaped the boy’s hole before it closed up. Rich called out for the two men for them to return. They practically ran back. It was their turn with the boy. P: Go ahead Gary. It’s your boy. Have your turn first. T: Yes, fill me up with your dicks. I need more cum in me. G: Damn, this straight boy is really coming around. I bet you never thought this would happen to you in your wildest dreams. But tonight is all about having good times. Gary got into position and thrusted deep inside the twink. This made Tanner throw his head back and moan on repeat. Gary started deep thrusting and slamming into the boy. The balls slapping into the twink echoed in the silent room but were drowned out by the boys moans and groans. Lucky for Tanner he didn’t have to get adjusted to much. Gary’s dick was just a little thicker than Rich’s. Tanner continued to egg the men on as they pummeled his ass. Both men fucked him like they were trying to break him in two. Each shot their loads keep inside the twink. They eventually untied him and threw him on the bed so he could get some rest. Tanner had shot his load a few times while getting dicked down. After they retired Tanner, the two men each had a round deep fucking Rich. The more experienced bottom took their loads in stride. At the end of the night, they were pretty fucked up. They hydrated and waited until the sun almost came up. The two teens left the party house and Rich drove them back to their apartment. Once home, they were still horny so they put on some porn and jerked off together on the living room couch. Tanner stayed awake long enough for his hard on to die down. That’s when he finally crashed out. Chapter 7 – Evening the Score Tanner woke up around noon. He was naked in his bed. He was covered in dried sweat and dried cum. He reached down to his dick. Then he slowly reached behind himself and touched his hole. It was still a bit tender from his night festivities. Suddenly, a wave of distorted memories of the night flood him mind. Tanner thought to himself. “What the fuck had he let happen last night? Did he really do all that?” He got up and jumped in the shower. He kept replaying the events of the night in his head. How he let fingers go up his hole. How he had let his hole get eaten out. How he let the guys take his virgin hole and use it. And then there was the amazing feeling he remembered from getting fucked and shoot his load. He took some time to make sense of the whole situation. Tanner threw on some boxers and walked out to the kitchen. There was Rich, also cleaned off and wearing clean boxers. The two guys stood there in awkward silence for a long moment. Rich finally broke the silence. R: I warned you. I warned you not to say you were a parTy boy. Tanner pointed his finger at Rich and went angry in the face like he was about to explode. Then the anger disappeared off his face and drops his finger. T: yeah, you were right. That was my fuck up. The two guys share an uncomfortable chuckle. Tanner put his pointer finger back up, pointed at his friend. T: how come you never told me? R: Told you about what? T: how good it feels to get fucked up and fucked in the ass. R: you really liked it, huh? T: yes, it was amazing. If you ever tell anyone I said or did that, I’ll murder you. But it was fucking great. I never knew. R: yeah, most straight guys never find that out. To get fucked while partying feels out of this world. Glad you liked it so much. I was kinda worried that things would get weird. T: Weird why? Just because you put your dick in me? The guys laugh out loud. Tanner walks right up to Rich and slaps his ass. T: Don’t worry. I plan on evening the score next time. Tanner jumps up with excitement. R: But yeah, you made some friends last night. They loved you and your hole. They said to tell you in case you don’t remember, that no one made you suck a dick because you are straight and they respect that. Haha. But you and your hole are always welcome to come back for more. Maybe next time you could use your thick dick on one of us. They invited us back when we run out. T: Run out of what? Rich walks over to a kitchen drawer, opens it and pulls out a pipe and full baggie of tina. R: like I said, they loved you. And they love me too. So they sent us home with some favors. Before Tanner could say anything, Rich was already loading the pipe. He pulls out a torch and melts the contents of the bowel. He takes his hit with stride. One big cloud later, he passed it to Tanner. They finish a bowl and then repack the pipe. They go through another bowl while just talking about the events of the night. After reloading the pipe for a third time, Tanner takes three big hits back to back, building his tina courage to act. He goes and sits on the couch. He holds out the pipe in his hand for Rich and says… T: Come over here and blow a cloud on my dick. You gotta get me hard if I’m going to even our score and fuck you. Rich practically runs over to the couch. Tanner hands him the pipe in one hand and pulls his boxers down with the other hand. Rich looks down at his friend’s dick. It’s not hard yet but it’s not all the way soft. It’s like halfway there. Rich gets down between the legs and takes his hit. He makes it a good one but he releases it before he could get down on the dick. R: oh wow. Sorry performance anxiety haha. Rich takes another big hit and holds the pipe up for Tanner to grab. Then he puts the half hard dick in his mouth and starts sucking on it. White vapor escapes around the dick. Tanner looks down at this little scene and is loving it. He lets Rich finish off the bowl so he can enjoy the clouds surrounding his dick. Everything does its job and Tanner is hard in no time. Rich is really going to town on his friend’s dick. He’s getting that deep throat saliva coating the dick. Making it as slick as possible. Rich gets up and drops his boxers to the floor. He steps out of them and straddles his friend. Tanner’s hard dick is sliding up and down Rich’s ass crack – just teasing Rich. Rich reaches underneath himself and positions Tanner’s thick 6.5 inch dick to his hole. He pushes down and the dick slips in. Rich bounces up and down, each time getting more and more of the dick inside of himself. It takes a few bounces but Rich gets all of Tanner inside of his ass. Tanner places his hands on Rich’s ass cheeks and Rich starts to ride his best friend. It feels like hours go by while they fuck in this intimate position but in reality only about 20 mins. After that Rich climbs off of Tanner. They go over to Tanner’s bed and they lay on their sides. Tanner pushes his dick deep inside Ric. After they get tired of fucking on their sides, Rich is placed on his stomach. Tanner kicks Rich’s legs open and lays right on top of him. He fucks Rich like this, pushing the air right out of the bottom with each thrust. Tanner grabs Rich by the neck from behind and slams into the twink. T: I’m cumming. I’m cumming. I’mmmmmmm uuuughh Tanner pulls out and jumps out of bed. T: alright whore, I know you are all wobbly legged now but get out of my bed. hahaha R: very funny dickless. Rich stands up and goes to walk out of the room but stops and turns toward Tanner. R: Are we good? Like it’s not going to get weird, right? With us? T: yeah, we’re good. I’m still straight. We’re still friends. I’m even cool with the other guys. It’s just good to know I have options available when I need them. Especially if we need to get high. Both guys laugh out loud. Rich walks off to jump in the shower. Tanner goes to lay in his bed. He thinks to himself – I wonder what the guys are up to right now? I think I wanna get blasted off to the moon again today. He reaches down to touch his hole. T: it wasn’t that bad. Plus the nut was amazing. HEY RICH! What do you think Gary is up to today?

Chapter 3 – The Jacuzzi The boys walked out on the back patio. The area was blocked off so that no neighbors could view the backyard. Gary grabbed another pipe that was preloaded with tina. He melted it down and walked out to join the boys on the patio. G: Before we get in, lets chill some. Follow me. They approached a gazebo that covered the jacuzzi area. It was perfect for blocking any possible wind going through the area. Gary handed the pipe to Tanner. He wasted no time in blowing his clouds. G: oh come on, you can do better than that. Bigger clouds. Bigger. Tanner had taken six good hits, each one getting bigger as he smoked. He handed an almost out bowl to Rich. He looked disappointed at the bowl. He got 2 good hits before the bowl was gone. G: Don’t worry Rich, I got backup. Gary holds up a baggie full of T. He fills the pipe for Rich and it’s his turn for encouragement. G: Come on, don’t be a little bitch. You can do better. Bigger! Rich had done exactly what Tanner had done. Smoked up most of the tina before passing it. when this bowl was empty. Gary returned the attention to the jacuzzi. G: Now Rich, you know the rules. No clothing in the water. Rich dropped his underwear and released his full 7 inches. He sank down into the warm water. He looked up at his friend. Tanner looked like he was trying to decide on whether to join Rich in the jacuzzi. He took a big breath of air and dropped his boxerbriefs. Showing off his 6.5 inches of meat. He smacked his hands together and turned to Gary. T: are you going to join us? Tanner turned toward the jacuzzi and while getting in, he was showing off his nice round ass. Gary walked up and dropped his boxers to the floor. He jumped in and joined the boys in the water. The boys went back to making out in the jacuzzi while Gary watched and slowly jerked himself off. After a while of silent watching, Gary asked the boys to sit up on the edge while they made out. They boys obeyed and sat in front of him. Gary was getting the show he had been waiting for. Two sexy twinks, wet and naked, smooth as can be, right in front of him. Gary asked the boys to bend over the edge of the jacuzzi. They agreed and gave him a show of their backsides. Perfectly round and perky. They spent 20 or 30 minutes in the water before Gary called it for the jacuzzi. They boys said they were fine but Gary insisted since the ecstasy and long times in jacuzzi don’t really mix well. They returned to the living room where the boys plopped on the couch. Gary’s phone chime went off and he turned his attention to his phone. He clicked away and a smile came upon his face. He got up and walked over to the front door. He returned with another man. He was slightly shorter than Gary but similar, looks like he could be his relative or something. G: Hey Tanner, this is Pete. Hey Rich, looks it’s Pete. Rich instantly became elated to see the new man. G: Pete came especially for you Rich. R: Okay, Tanner, I’ll be right back. I’m going into the other room with Pete. We have stuff to discuss. I shouldn’t be that long. Just stay here with Gary. He’ll take care of you for a moment. He bent down to Tanner’s ear. R: Just don’t be stupid. I’ll be right back. Pete handed some items over to Gary. Then Rich got up and walked into the other room with Pete. This left Tanner alone with Gary. Chapter 4 – ParTy boy Gary was fidgeting with something in his hand. It was getting the attention of Tanner. Finally he couldn’t take it anymore. T: hey whats that in your hand? G: Oh this? It’s a vial of G. T: did you run out? G: oh no, this is special stuff. It’s stronger than the stuff we drank earlier. It’s not for beginners. For special occasions. Tanner felt slighted with the tone Gary used. Was he implying that he was a beginner user? That he was not up to the level he was at? T: special stuff huh? How special? Tanner touched the tip of his dick in a seductive way that he knew caught Gary’s attention. He jerked if slightly and a bead of precum leaked out. With his thumb, he picked up the bead of precum and pushed it into his mouth. Mmmm G: did you wanna try some of this stuff? Idk if you can handle it. it’s strong and works pretty fast. I mean, Rich is in the other room getting a little sample… T: oh fuck that bitch, if he can do it, I can do it too. G: oh idk, Rich is a pretty good party boy. Are you Tanner? Are you a good party boy? Do you party hard? T: I’m a great party boy. I love to party all night long with my girl. But that’s over with. But fuck that bitch too. Party! Party! Gary just smiled at his enthusiastic teen in front of him. G: now this stuff is strong but its best to take it straight in the mouth. Here, open your mouth. Gary used a dropper to eyeball a decent amout and dropped it on the boys tongue. He swallowed the G and it had a mean after taste. Gary handed Tanner the drink he had from earlier. It had a little soda left. Tanner tried to get the awful taste out of his mouth but it lingered. T: man, you weren’t kidding. It is strong. i’m not going to pass out or anything am i? G: why? Do you wanna pass out or something? T: no man, I just wanna have a good trip and get my nut off. G: oh that we can do. That’s what they are doing in the other room. they are taking some of this G and a good booty bump before my friend helps Rich get off. T: a what? G: a good booty bump T: yeah, whats that? G: you’ve never heard of taking some Tina and putting it up the butt? T: oh yea, I’ve seen that on some amateur porn videos I jerk off to. But that’s in a girl’s ass. G: girl ass, boy ass. Gets you super high either way. Good thing Rich is an advanced user for that level of high. T: if I was to try this booty bump thing out, you’ve have to touch my ass? G: yes, I’d have to touch your ass. T: that’s pretty gay. I might be okay with you touching my dick but my ass… idk. G: that’s okay, its not for everyone. Maybe in a couple of years when your better at using and not so new. T: oh fuck that. I’ve been using just as long as Rich. He aint better than me at smoking or anything. G: only one way to find out. T: how does it work? Gary smile grew. This fucking boy was playing right into his hands. G: you would bend over the couch and I’d lub up a finger, lube your hole a bit, push a shard up your ass, hold It there so it dissolves and then pull out. Simple right? T: and you take your hands off my ass when we’re done? G: I stop touching you whenever you tell me to stop. T: okay, lets do this before the G kicks in. Tanner gets his knees up on the couch and faces toward the couch. He bends over and puts his ass of full display. His perfect straight boy ass. The naked man stands back and enjoys the view for a moment. He jerks his dick slowly thinking how sweet this ass will taste. How tight this virgin will feel like. Gary goes back to the wooden box on the table. He pulls out bag full of Tina and a small bottle of lube. He lubes his finger and places it on the boy’s hole. He goes over the hole a few times. He circles it three times before pushing his finger in. A soft moan comes from the boy’s mouth. Tanner was surprised and hoped that Gary had not heard that. Gary pulled out and reapplied the lube a couple of times. He was able to get two fingers into the tight hole. He tried to make the tight tunnel as wet as possible. Then Gary picked out three large shards. G: now, this part is going to burn a little but just ride through it. its part of the process. You can do it. Gary used the two fingers to get the first shard deep into the boy. He starts to make noise due to the burning feeling. G: you’re almost there buddy. You can do this. Gary waited for the first rock to dissolve and pushed in the second. And then when he put in the third, the boy’s body was trembling. Once the third dissolved. He helped the boy to turn over and sit on his ass. G: okay, I just need to make sure everything went correct. I’m going to lift your legs up and I need you to hold them up for me okay? Tanner looked at Gary and his eyes were saucers. The G was kicking in and everything was feeling super heavy and floaty. The eyes were all pupil. He had the boy sit on the edge of the couch. He then pulled his legs up causing the boy to lean back into the couch. G: do you need help keeping your legs up? Tanner nodded and tried to mouth a yes. Only a moan came out of his mouth. Gary took that as a yes. He reached under the couch and pulled out restraints. He used them to tie his ankles to his wrists and then clipped them together. There the straight boy was, legs tied up. Hard as can be, hole on full display. Gary bent down and put his face right above the boy’s hole. G: now I’m going to make sure that the bump worked, okay? Gary pushes out his tongue and makes contact with the teen’s hole. Instant moans come out of the boy. Gary swirls his tongue and flicks it. he goes to town eating the boy’s hole. Tanner is overwhelmed and is pulling as his restraints but they wont budge. Gary starts fucking the hole with the whole of his tongue. The boy squirms in delight. Gary pulls away and grabs his phone. He starts to record his ass eating and the squirming boy making noises. Every once in a while, Tanner would get silent and stop squirming. Gary thought to himself – maybe he did get too much of the G if he is passing out. But that thought would be pushed away by the sound of the boy in delight again. Once the boy’s hole was sufficiently lubed with saliva, Gary fished out another shard for good measure. It pushed it in with little to no resistance for his two fingers. He left it dissolve and pushed a third finger inside the boy. When he pulled the fingers out, Tanner was mouthing some words. Finally what came out of the boy’s mouth was “please, need inside me”. G: oh I have something that’s gonna feel way better than those fingers baby boy. He set the phone down but kept recording. He wanted to record his conquest. Gary spit on his dick a couple times. He made sure every inch of his 7 inches was wet before placing his head at the entrance. G: you want this? You want this dick inside you to make you feel good? Don’t you baby boy? My little straight boy. Gary leaned forward and the head pushed inside the virgin hole. the hole was sucking on Gary’s mushroom head. He leaned forward some more and he sank three inches into the boy. He was halfway in. Gary rocked slowly so that he slowly pushed inside the boy. He slowly stretched the boy’s hole open. Once he bottomed out, he reached up and undid the restraints holding the ankles up with the wrists. He left the legs fall down against his shoulders. He continued to rock back and forth, feeling every inch inside the boy. The throbbed his dick and this made the boys moan. Gary looked down and saw that precum was leaking from the boys dickhead. He used his thumb to collect the precum and pushed the thumb into the boys lips, leaving them all glossy. He knew he didn’t have long and wouldn’t last long either, so he just rocked forward for few minutes. He didn’t fight the urge to shoot his load. He welcomed the first load pushed deep inside the boy. Gary pulled out of the teen. The boy mumbled for more. he was pretty high in the stratosphere. Gary picked up the straight boy and walked him down to the play room.

I was out daytime park cursing, but it was quiet, summer holidays, so I looked at the apps, some gym guy said he was just finishing at the gym and would walk through the park. I lubed my hole and walked the trail, he saw me and I walked back toward him. He was jacking his cock in his shorts, there weren't many bushy trees on this part of the trail, so we walked down a bank behind some trees, and he pulled out his hard cock. I said we should be quick, incase someone comes along. I pushed down my shorts, and backed onto his cock, I bent forward a bit and he quickly got up to speed, I had my hands on the ground bracing against his thrusts, he was cumming hard in my ass in two minutes. He held it in and stood still, I could feel his cock twitching in my ass. We pulled up our pants and headed off.

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Chapter 1 12 men were sitting around each other in a stale grey room. The youngest looked about 18; the oldest, no more than 30, maybe 35. A judgmental man might've called them twinks. A big banner was hanging up in the corner of the room: WELCOME BACK FORMER BUGCHASERS A few men had already spoken, talking about how much easier it was to resist "the temptation". One man had made the mistake of saying the word "poz". The leader of the group interjected: "As you know, we try not to use that word. There's nothing positive about a life-threatening condition. We just say "bug". Because that's what it is—a virus that infects not just our bodies but our brains." His words seemed to have the opposite effect. The youngest man rose to give his speech. "I know I'm new here... My name is Mason. I'm 19, and I've been a bugchaser for... a month... "I don't know where it came from. I've always been a slut; I hit the bathhouses as soon as it was legal and tried to take every dick I could see. I managed to take every load in the entire house, once, on a slow weekday. I was proud of that. "I went on a weekend once. A man leered at me as soon as I got in the locker room to change. He was buck naked. God, when I think about him... he must've been 6'3", sheer muscle, hairy as Bigfoot. He had big feet, too, which..." Mason trailed off with a shiver. His speech had caused a lot of the men sitting there to switch their legs uncomfortably. The group leader said, "try not to give too much detail. We don't want to get riled up. We're here for the opposite purpose." "Sorry! Anyway, he stared at me the whole time. Once I was naked, he introduced himself and invited me to his room. Just like that! I said yes right away. We walked up to the third floor—he had some pretty wild porn on the screen and a red gel cap over the light. I felt like a prostitute! He offered me some poppers and a little beer, and of course I accepted. I probably shouldn't have trusted him, but oh well... "He started, um... touching himself. He asked if I would help him with my mouth. I said yes. When he lowered me down I saw this weird tatoo on his abs... like a radiation symbol or something. It was hot—I like dangerous guys, and this one made him look dangerous. I took the whole thing on the first go, even though he was huge—and THICK. Sorry! Sorry, forgot the thing you said about details. He lasted, like... 15 minutes and then he just said, 'I'm going to come in a few seconds. Just so you know, I have AIDS. Is that cool with you? You willing to take an AIDS load, boy?' I freaked out! Of course I wasn't. I felt lied to, like I'd been trapped. I double-tapped and he let my head up. He stroked his cock until he finished on his chest. Um... I know you'll probably judge me, but..." "It's okay," said the group leader. "You can say it. This is a judgment-free zone." "When I saw how big his load was... how it covered so much of his huge torso... I wanted to lick it up anyway. Despite the risks. Oh, I feel so dirty when I think about that..." "No, it's natural. You have a condition. We all do. But we're all HIV-negative. Some of us have been tempted for 15 years!" "Okay, good... I can really make it fifteen years?" "You can make it all your long, long life. There's safe ways to have sex!" "Yeah... safe... right." Everyone left; meeting adjourned. They grabbed cookies or bottles of water or whatever on their way out and left. Mason had repressed that memory for 4 straight weeks. He'd managed not to think about it; to avoid remembering the details that made him feel like his whole body was burning up. But now that he'd told them, saw how some of them even got hard when he mentioned the man who was going to breed him, he couldn't stop thinking. For 6 hours after he got back to his apartment he tried to cope, but by the third time he'd cum thinking about saying "yes" to that dangerous man, he felt the last ounce of willpower leave him. He was at the saunas within twenty minutes. He paid the fee, got a bottle of poppers, and began changing. He kept looking over his shoulder to see if the man would show up in the locker room, but he didn't. "That's alright," he said to himself. He was fine—no, better off sleeping with someone else. Someone safe. He decided to walk around, make small talk with the others, see if he could find a connection. The other man's figure possessed his imagination. Finally, he just went up to the room where that awful man had almost given him AIDS, just to see if he was... safe from him. The door was open a crack. The same man from last month was inside with a new, younger-looking boy bouncing his hips up against the other man's cock. "Happy birthday, baby," said the man. "Ungh, thank you..." "I'm gonna cum soon," he said. "But just so you know, I have AIDS. You cool with that? You cool with taking a raw AIDS load? "AH! No!!! Oh god, why did I come here? I just turned 18 this morning!!!!" Mason wondered if this was something he did often and felt a pang of jealousy. The other boy pulled himself off and, again, the older man finished himself onto his own chest with a sigh. The image of ropes and ropes of vile, disease-ridden cum pooling on the older man's chest that had been playing in his mind for a month straight was right in front of him, past the crack in the door. The 18-year old cried and ran out of the room, exposing the voyeur in the doorframe. "I remember you," the older man said. Mason tried to think of something to say. He didn't. He closed the door behind him, knelt down, and began licking the massive load off the older man's body. He felt sparks crackling in his brain as the smell of sex and sweat wafted up through his nose. He reached back toward the older man's dick and felt it grow to its full, monstrous size. "This time," said the older man, "you don't get to run." Mason kissed the biohazard tattoo on his waist deep. "You better not let me," he said, as the older man beckoned him onto all fours on the floor.

The neon lights of the truck stop flickered against the night sky, casting long shadows over the gravel lot filled with rumbling semis and weary travelers. It was well past midnight, and the air hung heavy with the scent of diesel and stale coffee. Inside the dingy restrooms, 18-year-old Alex leaned over the sink, splashing cold water on his face. He'd hitched a ride from the city, dreaming of adventure on the open road, but now exhaustion clawed at him. His slim frame, toned from high school track, was clad in a tight white t-shirt and faded jeans that hugged his pert ass. Unaware, he dried his hands on his pants, glancing at his reflection—innocent blue eyes, tousled blond hair, and a boyish face that screamed vulnerability. Outside, Big Jake eased his massive rig into a spot near the toilets. At 45, he was a hulking figure, 6'4" with a beer gut straining his flannel shirt and arms like tree trunks from years of hauling freight. His cock, a thick nine-incher, throbbed in his jeans at the thought of fresh meat. Jake had HIV, a secret he carried like a loaded gun, passed on from a rough encounter years back. He didn't care about protection; in fact, he got off on the risk, the power of infecting some naive kid. Spotting Alex through the grimy window as the boy exited the restroom, Jake's lips curled into a predatory grin. The kid looked lost, perfect for what he had in mind. "Hey, kid," Jake rumbled, stepping out from behind his truck, his voice gravelly from cigarettes and whiskey. "You need a lift? Looks like you're stranded out here." Alex hesitated, eyeing the burly man. The trucker seemed rough but offered a ride, and with no other options, he nodded. "Yeah, thanks. Heading east, anywhere's fine." Jake clapped a meaty hand on Alex's shoulder, guiding him toward the cab. "Hop in. Got some buddies meeting up later, but we'll get you moving." As Alex climbed into the passenger seat, Jake's eyes lingered on the boy's tight jeans, imagining how that ass would feel clenching around his raw dick. The cab smelled of sweat and leather. Jake fired up the engine, but instead of pulling out, he reached into the glove compartment for a couple of beers. "Here, loosen up. Long night ahead." Alex took a swig, not noticing the bitter aftertaste as Jake watched him closely. The drug—roofies crushed into powder—would hit soon, making the kid pliable, forgetful. Minutes later, Alex's head lolled against the window, his eyelids heavy. "Wha... what's happening?" he mumbled, his body going limp. Jake chuckled, shifting the truck into gear and driving to a secluded pull-off behind the truck stop, hidden by overgrown brush. He killed the engine and hauled Alex's unconscious form into the sleeper berth at the back. The space was cramped, with a mattress stained from past conquests and chains bolted to the frame. Jake stripped the boy roughly, yanking off the t-shirt to reveal smooth, hairless pecs and pink nipples. The jeans came next, exposing Alex's slim legs and a small, uncut cock nestled in blond pubes. The boy's ass cheeks were firm, pale, begging to be spread. "Time to break you in, boy," Jake growled, shedding his own clothes. His thick cock sprang free, veined and heavy, already leaking precum. He didn't bother with lube; spit would do. Flipping Alex onto his stomach, Jake pried the boy's cheeks apart, spitting a thick glob onto the tight pink hole. He pressed his cockhead against it, forcing inch by inch into the drugged teen's virgin ass. Alex stirred faintly, a whimper escaping as his body instinctively clenched, but the drugs kept him from fighting back. Jake thrust deep, groaning as the tight ring gripped his shaft. "Fuck, you're tight. Gonna ruin this hole for good." He pounded relentlessly, his balls slapping against Alex's taint with each brutal stroke. The boy's body rocked on the mattress, his small cock trapped beneath him, rubbing against the rough fabric. Jake reached around, jerking Alex's dick roughly to mix pain with unwanted pleasure. Sweat dripped from Jake's brow as he hammered away, feeling his HIV-positive load building. No condom—why bother? He wanted this kid marked, infected, carrying his virus forever. After twenty minutes of savage fucking, Jake buried himself balls-deep and unloaded, ropes of hot cum flooding Alex's guts. He pulled out with a wet pop, watching his seed leak from the gaping, reddened hole. Alex moaned incoherently, the drugs wearing thin but leaving him dazed. Jake wasn't done. He flipped the boy over, shoving his cum-smeared cock into Alex's slack mouth. "Suck it clean, bitch." The teen's lips parted weakly, tongue lapping at the bitter mix of ass and jizz as Jake face-fucked him, skull-fucking until he came again, shooting down the boy's throat. By dawn, Alex was chained to the berth, wrists and ankles secured with rough metal. The drugs had him in a haze, but awareness flickered as Jake climbed back in, dressed and ready to move. "You're mine now, kid. Got some pals joining the convoy. They'll love breaking you." He tossed a rag over Alex's naked body and drove toward a rendezvous point—a deserted lot where three other truckers waited, engines idling like hungry beasts. The mates were a rough crew: Tank, a bald brute with a pierced cock; Rusty, lean and tattooed with a sadistic streak; and Bull, the oldest at 50, his gut hanging over a girthy seven-incher. They'd shared loads before, passing around hitchhikers and lot lizards, but a fresh 18-year-old? That was prime. Jake pulled up, honking once. The men gathered at his cab, peering into the sleeper. "Got a present, boys," Jake announced, unlocking the chains just enough to drag Alex out. The boy stumbled, naked and cum-streaked, eyes wide with confusion and fear. "This little slut's all ours. Fresh ass, no mileage." Tank grinned, grabbing Alex by the hair and forcing him to his knees on the gravel. "Look at that pretty mouth. Bet it sucks like a vacuum." He unzipped, his pierced dick—eight inches with a thick ring through the head—slapping against Alex's cheek. The boy gagged as Tank shoved in, the piercing scraping his tongue. Rusty and Bull circled, stroking their cocks while Jake watched, his own dick hardening again. "Drug him up if he fights," Jake said, handing over a vial of poppers. But Alex was too weak to resist much, his body betraying him as Tank skull-fucked him deep, balls smacking his chin. Saliva dripped down Alex's chest as the trucker grunted, flooding his mouth with cum. "Swallow it, boy. That's just the appetizer." They hauled him into Bull's trailer, a larger setup with a makeshift sling in the corner. Alex was strapped in, legs spread wide, ass exposed and still leaking Jake's load. Bull went first, rolling on a condom but smirking as he positioned his fat cock at the boy's hole. "Gonna fill you proper." He thrust in, the latex stretching around Alex's abused ring. The teen cried out, bucking against the restraints, but Bull just laughed, pounding hard. Midway through, with Alex whimpering, Bull reached down and pinched the condom's base, tearing a small hole with his nail. "Oops," he muttered, but kept slamming, ensuring his pre-cum—and whatever else he carried—seeped in. Rusty took over next, no condom from the start. His tattooed body glistened with sweat as he rammed into Alex's sloppy hole, the boy's ass now a cum-filled mess. "Feel that? Raw and real, kid. You're gonna catch something from this." He clawed at Alex's nipples, twisting them red while his hips pistoned, cock dragging against the inner walls. Alex's own dick twitched traitorously, leaking pre as unwanted arousal built from the relentless friction. Tank flipped the sling, positioning Alex face-down so his ass jutted out. He lubed up with spit and plunged in, the piercing adding ridges of pain-pleasure. "Tighten up, bitch. Milk my load." Alex sobbed, but his body clenched, drawing groans from the brute. Tank fucked like a machine, breaking a sweat, then yanked the condom off mid-thrust—another one sabotaged earlier—and went bare, flooding the teen with thick spurts. "There ya go, infected now." Jake joined the rotation, taking Alex's mouth while Bull reclaimed the ass. The boy was double-teamed, gagging on Jake's HIV-laced cock as Bull's bare dick churned the cum inside him. The truckers rotated for hours, each breaking or ditching condoms to ensure the virus took hold. Rusty jerked Alex off during one round, forcing the boy to cum shamefully onto the floor while getting railed. By afternoon, Alex was a wreck—body bruised, hole swollen and gaping, cum oozing from every orifice. The truckers lounged, smoking and drinking, passing the boy around for quick fucks. Jake unchained him briefly, making him crawl on all fours to service each man, licking boots and balls before getting bent over the tailgate of a truck. "You're our cumdump now," Jake said, shoving Alex's face into a puddle of jizz on the ground. "Ride with us, or we leave you here leaking. But you'll want more." The drugs and abuse had broken something in the teen; he nodded weakly, body craving the twisted release. The convoy rolled out, Alex secured in Jake's sleeper, ready for the next stop. More mates would join, more loads to take, the infection sealing his fate in this endless road of depravity. Tank drove point, Rusty and Bull flanking, all knowing the kid was theirs to share, to ruin, to infect forever. As the sun set, Jake pulled Alex onto his lap in the cab, impaling him on his cock while steering one-handed. "Feel it deep, boy? That's your new life." Alex moaned, grinding down, lost in the haze of cum and submission. The truck stop faded in the rearview, but the nightmare—and the ecstasy—had only just begun. The days blurred into a haze of asphalt and ass-fucking. At every stop, the truckers added to the roster: a grizzled vet named Spike with a curved dick that hit Alex's prostate just right, making him squirt unwillingly; and Marco, a younger hauler with endless stamina, who tied Alex spread-eagle and edged him for hours before dumping raw inside. Each man knew the score—Jake's whisper about the HIV spread like wildfire, turning the sharing into a deliberate breeding session. One night at a remote weigh station, they parked in a circle, building a bonfire from scrap wood. Alex was the entertainment, stripped and oiled up, made to dance for the six truckers now gathered. His slim body glistened, cock half-hard from the poppers they'd forced on him. "Shake that ass, slut," Spike barked, and Alex obeyed, twerking until hands grabbed him. They took turns in the firelight, bending him over logs, against tires, even hoisting him between two men for a spitroast. Condoms appeared sporadically, only to be ripped or filled with holes. Marco went last, flipping Alex onto his back and folding his legs to his chest, pounding so deep the boy's toes curled. "Take my seed, poz boy," Marco hissed, erupting without barrier, his load mixing with the others in Alex's battered guts. By week's end, Alex's body ached constantly, his hole never closing fully, a constant drip of cum marking his jeans when they let him dress. Fevers came and went—early signs, Jake said with a laugh, slapping the boy's ass. "You're one of us now." The infection took hold slowly, but the truckers didn't care. They drove on, Alex chained and used, his innocence shattered on the road's endless ribbon. In the sleeper, as Jake fucked him slow and deep one night, the boy whispered, "More... please." The virus bound him, but so did the cock, the cum, the brutal brotherhood of the highway.

I started to move my hands more quickly across the Cage and attempt to figure out as much as I could about my new “home.” I wasn't sure what to think. I felt safe with Ethan, but in terms of Dom/Sub stuff this had now gone way past anything I had ever done. Normally it was just restraining someone and fucking... but living and “relaxing” in a dog cage? I was overwhelmed yet not worried...but my mind was trying to process things and wasn't really doing so good. Based on my assessment, the cage was large. Not large like it was a kennel where someone could move around, but suitable for a large sized dog. It was about 4-5 feet long, 3 feet wide, and maybe 3-4 feet tall. The sides and top were very open but certainly had enough metal to keep anything inside it inside. I had seen dog cages like this, so I had a general idea in my mind what it looked like. I hadn’t ever seen one that was large enough to hold a human inside…but this seemed large. I heard the door of the cage open. "What do you think, Boy, do you want to try it out? Get in your house, Boy. I'll help you." "Yes, Sir." He pressed me down to my knees and then forward into a crawl position. HOLY SHIT! “Good boy! I'm gonna put on your collar. This always stays on. When we go on walks, I'll put your leash on. When you're inside or in the yard, you can roam freely on your hands and knees. Sometimes, I'll let you stand up, but otherwise, you'll be on your hands and knees. Do you understand, Boy?” "Yes, sir." He must have crouched down because he used the opportunity to slap his dick across my face, presumably because I was about to be put in the Cage. He grabbed the back of the collar and led me crawling forward to the door of the Cage. He told me to be careful of the small lip I needed to crawl over and continued to lead me inside until I was fully inside the cage. "Try to move around, Boy, get used to your home." "Yes, sir." Now that I was inside, I could tell how big it was relative to my body. I could not stretch out my body. I had to stay in a crawl position or could cross my arms on the floor and put my head down on the floor of the Cage. Ethan opened the door on the other side of the Cage. “Boy, I’m putting a water bowl over here in the corner where your head is on the right side.” I couldn’t really tell where the water bowl was but there was only so much space for it. The Cage was like any other dog cage you could buy at a pet store. I moved my body side to side, tried to sit up to ascertain the space above me, and inched forward to find the water bowl to see how much room I had in front and behind me. I had about 4 inches on either side of my body, so there was no way for me to turn around and face the other direction. There were about 8 inches above me, so there was no chance of sitting up. There were 6-8 inches in front and behind me, maybe less. There was a pad on the floor of the cage that felt like neoprene or something waterproof, but it was thin and I could feel metal cage beneath the pad that made up the floor of the Cage. "How do you like your home, Boy? It’s your Boy-cave! Are you comfortable? I'll bring you some treats and a toy later for when you're in your cage. Don't worry, you won't be here all of the time, but when your Daddy has to go on an errand, or pick someone up, or whenever I want you to, you'll stay in the Cage. Do you understand, Boy?" "Yes, Sir." "I'll be right back. I need to grab your first toy." He walked away and presumably to the Trunk. He returned to the kitchen and set something on the kitchen table a few feet away. It was notable because it made an odd sound being set on the table. He moved back to the side of the cage. "Boy, I lied to you, you'll get your toy in just a few minutes but first I want to do some training. This will train you to have good form and to be obedient to me.” (I couldn’t what he was holding but he tapped it against the Cage a few times.) “It will teach you control and also remind you of the limits you must stay within. Are you ready, Boy?” I was moaning just from the sheer exhilaration of all of this. "Yes, sir." He moved to one end of the cage, where my hole was. I then felt more lube spread over my hole and fingered inside of it. He must have been on his knees given he was reaching inside of the Cage to do this. He began to insert what I instantly recognized as an anal bead into my hole – the shape was familiar as was the rubberized connection between the balls. I’ve played with several types of anal beads – some are all the same size, and some start out small and grow larger. Based on the small first ball, I was betting these were graduating and I was in for more and more hole stretching as he proceeded. He proceeded slowly but eventually got to the fifth and last ball. My hole was well worked at this point, but the fourth and fifth ball still required some focused relaxation. The shape of the balls alone makes them harder than a dildo or plug of the same size to take. He finally pushed the fifth ball inside. I felt like my head was going to explode from the intense sensation of having my guts filled with the anal beads and the stretching my hole was enduring. I groaned and then let out a huge breath. "There boy, that's step one. Are you ready for step two?" "Yes, sir" I responded, breathing quickly, feeling amazing and warm, the end of the anal beads dangling from my hole. I wondered “steps of what?” He then slid something that felt like wood between my legs, turned it to cross my legs, and began attaching a second piece to the first on the other side of my legs and .... around my balls? I couldn't really tell what was going on, I was moaning and panting, my balls were getting stretched between these pieces of wood. I had never seen a Humbler before, but I started to get a sense of what it did. If I were to try to get out of the position I was in on my knees and bent over, the Humber would pull on my balls, harder the more I tried to get out of that position. "Boy, this is meant to teach you obedience. If you try to get out of this position, it will continue to become more painful as it pulls on your balls. You and you alone are responsible for the pain you feel. Do you understand, Boy." "Yes, sir" I whimpered. It didn't hurt, but when I tried to make a small adjustment in my position, I already felt a noticeable pulling on my balls. "Boy, the final part is this, you also can't crouch down more. Right now, I'm attaching the anal beads to the top of the cage. If you try to crouch downward, it will tug on the anal beads inside you and pull against the inside of your hole." "Yes, sir." He walked to the side of the cage where my head was and opened the door on that side, reached in and put the ball gag back in my mouth. "I'll be back in a few, Boy. I've got a surprise for you. Stay here and be a good Boy and show me how good you're going to be for the rest of our time. I won't be far, don't worry." "Yes sir" I attempted to say through the ball bag. I heard him put on his clothes and exit the front door. I was immobilized, blind, speechless, my hole was stretched open, my balls were stretched...and I was in a cage I couldn't get out of. I had no idea how long I would be there. My mind raced with many thoughts: Ethan’s told me that my life would not be in danger…he did say that right? Did he say that? Yes, he said that...I can trust Ethan. He hasn't done anything to hurt me, he told me we were going to be Dom/Sub...maybe I just don't have enough experience. This is Dom/Sub type stuff...why would I worry? He told me I would be safe. I'm going to be alright. This is okay. When will he be back? I'm safe. The lack of ability to see anything combined with the silence, the confinement, the additional restraints preventing my movement without considerable and intense pain made my brain spin out of control until I told myself to breathe, in and out, counting my breaths. Three in, three out. Three in, three out. Over and over...I found some quiet and calm from the thoughts in my head. And then the brain kicks in again...then you breathe... HOLY SHIT, I have no clue what is going on... (TO BE CONTINUED....)

Slack hole porn bottom here and yes, ther is more than just taking penis that gets us to the levels you are seeing on film. A lot of near daily toy and plug play/training and frequent play with other guys goes on to get us to the gaped ruin you see in our scenes. Training with incremental toys, like the Topped Toys Gape Keepers and Grips are a great way to stretch. Just know that guys have different size hands and some collapse easily and some do not. Starting out you want a small to medium hand tio to get in you. It may take a couple stretching sessions to get the hand in you the first time but once you do, it's a whole new level of Pleasure. Your mental state is also important--you have to want to have the hand filling your butt. poppers help relax everything too (the nitrate based brown bottles NOT the spray stuff). You will love the experience when you get there. Also, asspig is a great way to meet other FFisters

As a trucker I love to get fucked in my sleeper. Hot story.

🙄🙄 I really do hope you are not this "sensible" during sex 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣LOL. Whenever we get beginners asking for tips (🍆pardon the pun) about best practice to begin taking fists. Everyone says, take it easy, practice with dildoes BUT, as with any physical effort CORRECT BREATHING is usually a forgotten necessity. Good breathing practices are better than any time or toy that you may use. Any cock, small, large or XL+ size is no different when first taken. Breathing correctly is an automatic muscle relaxant & will be the prime factor when you start fucking & it will continue to be when you take that monster toy or the arm, right to the armpit. Some people never do stretch out to Monster toys or armpits but, it is a certainty that wherever they do get to, the muscle relaxation gained from CORRECT BREATHING will ensure their complete sexual pleasure. 🍆💦 💦 ♨️💪. NB: I never had that "ready" feeling. Taking size just seemed a natural progression. I could already accommodate a fair size cock & had never heard of FF when I met this guy, the most lovely man you could hope to ever meet & for a first time fist he was sublime (unfortunately suicide to AIDS took him far too early). We had been playing for an hour or so, I was in heaven, when he asked if I had thought about fisting. I said No & asked what needed to happen. His reply, "It's when I stick my fist up your cunt, just like it's up there now". I was addicted 🤪🤪🤪🤪

my FB, missed Him last night and i have to work tomorrow and Tuesday... 13 hour shifts at the hospital, so i don't fuck on those days... well, maybe Tuesday when i don't have to take care of patients the next day . He's on the DL, so i try not to initiate, but wanted Him bad, so tried to compose something to spark Him. He just left me cum filled before holiday dinner with His family. Was glad He could fit me in (He can always fit in me). i wrote: "Hey, just got home from the gym. i have to work tomorrow and Tuesday, but just got out of the shower if you feel like unloading a nut in your bitch"

I found my sexuality at a young age, I was attracted to and aroused by many things but the first time I fingered my ass, well that’s where it really all began. Fast forward some decades, I had had many encounters and most involved “soft” drugs, pot, hash, oil. It wasn’t until my 30’s and an encounter with a random that rock hit my radar, and unleashed something deep inside. After that experience I found Nic on a hook up site, his handle made it obvious he was into crack. He had a great apartment, high ceilings that brought in a lot of natural light, like a stage waiting for a performance. Having been over a few times, getting high, fooling around I showed up on the next occasion ready to play. My travel bag had two butt plugs, medium and large, an inflatable dildo, and three other suction cup base dildos up to a 12 inch long one. As we smoked the first rocks, I rolled out a towel and set my toys out, his eyes popped a little. I had stripped naked on arrival as he liked that, and was sitting on the floor at his feet. I smoked a big rock, opened the poppers and inhaled them as I let out the smoke. Keeping eye contact, laying on my side, one leg in the air, I lubed the butt plug and and started toying my hole. Nic smiled, stroking his nice cock. Put that in he said, and I slowly started opening my hole with the tip. He loaded another rock onto the pipe, came and held it to my lips for another hit which he lit for me. Feeling like an absolute slut, I blew out the cloud, hit the poppers, turned onto my knees face on the floor and pushed the plug deep into my hole, then pulled it out, and back in over and over. The feeling and sensation had my cock dripping. More I asked him? He picked out the inflatable and handed it to me. As I put some lube on it, he loaded another rock. I hit the poppers, and accepted the pipe as he fired up the rock. I held the smoke, let out half, hit the poopers again, let out the rest of the smoke and inhaled more poppers. I was spun and slutty. The inflatable felt amazing as it slide into my hole, and I worked it in and out, keeping my eyes locked on Nic. Feed me your cock I begged as I rolled out my back, both legs in the air with my hole and the inflatable on view. He slide onto the floor, and presented his cock for my mouth which I took as quickly as I could, possessed to have cock in both ends. As he started fucking my mouth he picked up the large dildo, and looked at me in a way I knew I was just a slut hole. Nic put a huge rock on the pipe, and I immediately started hitting the poppers. He took the first hit but there was more than enough for me to fill my lungs, and again hit the poppers as I let the smoke go. I was very spun, the room was unstable and my hole was insatiable. Nic buried his cock straight into me had fucked me a few pumps before he pulled out and came up my body onto my chin. Just an oh fuck from him as he grabbed the big dildo, put his cock back in my mouth and lined the dildo onto my hole. I pushed myself onto the dildo and Nic obliged pushing it halfway into me, working it in and out, getting it deeper and deeper with every thrust. I felt the balls on my taint and knew all 12 inches was inside me. So it has become my thing. I like being a spun slut, taking big dildos while men watch me, and use me for their enjoyment.

I guess i would say im a reluctant cumdump. I fully love it, so much that I love it the most when blindfolded. But I worry about losing myself in it since it feels soooo goooood. is it something I enjoy more than anything? Yes. Is it something that gives me purpose? No.

@Erik62 I definitely don't ask but sometimes it's there on the profile and you can't really miss it. In those cases I'd rather see poz or neg versus "don't know" or "ask me." I'm big on poz on poz and quite frankly we poz dudes know more pigs than e.g. neg chasers, so I'd rather make new "friends" through a poz dude. 🙂

THE CHRISTMAS CLUB Chapter 1 The Annual Meeting Lars was facing the big mirror over the dresser as he tidied his hair. His eye, though was actually fixed on the attractively naked young man sitting on the end of the bed behind him. Lars had met Thor less than a week earlier, in a shopping mall washroom, when he had spotted the cute young blond covertly eying his tool sideways as they each released a stream into the urinals. Even though it was mid-morning, it had been plain that Thor was ready, and more than ready, to get into some action. Within a minute after Lars stepped closer to him, they had their hands on each other’s tools in a classic “let’s fuck” handshake. At 40, Lars was apt to take a bit longer to get going, but Thor was half his age and had needed only one touch and squeeze to shoot right up to a full erection, his seven inches jutting up and out at a proud, aggressive angle. So aggressive, in fact, that he simply couldn’t squeeze it back behind his zipper fast enough when the door creaked as another man entered. The newcomer had taken in the scene at a glance, nodding approvingly and winking at Lars as they passed him on the way to the exit. In ten more minutes, Lars and Thor were naked together in a suite of the adjacent hotel. Despite his forceful name and aggressive erection, Thor proved to be the kind of quiet young fellow who enjoyed being manhandled. That suited Lars right down to the ground. In two minutes, he had his eight-inch spear buried deep in the younger man’s throat. Four minutes after that, his tongue was lashing and drilling in the deep valley between Thor’s beautifully proportioned ass cheeks. Three more minutes found Lars buried deep in the hole, driving and thrusting with his entire eight inch length deep into Thor’s snug ass tunnel. Lars was enjoying himself more than he’d expected he would. Thor might be young, but he was skilled at working his ass muscles to give his partner’s cock a delightful ride, and his busy butt had Lars moaning appreciatively as the older man pounded deep inside his hot young ass. Lars had changed up the position several times, first letting Thor sit on his spear and ride up and down on it, then picking the young guy up and pinning him against the wall, legs over shoulders as Lars drilled full force into him. Then he’d dropped Thor onto his face on the bed and lay on top of him, nuzzling his partner’s back and shoulders as he fucked straight down into the delightful ass under him. Those deep strokes brought Lars off the first time. An hour later, give or take a few minutes, after Lars had dropped a second big load into Thor’s hot young fuckhole, he had invited Thor to join him that night for a week-long trip (with all expenses paid) to a resort in Mauritius. Thor hadn’t even bothered to pretend to think it over. He’d dashed off home to grab his passport and get packed (“You’ll need a few nice clothes,” Lars had said) and was back within the hour. Then it was off to Oslo Airport, where they snagged the last flight to London. After a late supper in the airport hotel’s glass-walled restaurant, another wild round of fun and games with Lars slurping all of his two loads our of Thor’s hole (before adding a third one for good measure), they’d curled up together and enjoyed a good night’s sleep. The next day, after a late and leisurely start, they’d left the hotel on a pre-arranged late checkout before joining the ongoing overnight flight to Mauritius. A deluxe limousine awaited them at their destination for the ride from the airport, bringing them quickly to the deluxe resort on its own private coral sand beach, where they’d settled into a generously spacious overwater bungalow. In no time, they had shed their travel clothes and pulled on swimsuits before heading out to the terrace. It was perfectly screened from view from all of the neighbours. It was the first time that Lars and Thor had really been able to take a good look at each other in broad daylight. Thor had enjoyed to the full the sight of Lars’ hot, hard body as he made his way to the plunge pool and stepped down into the water. Once Lars turned around and sat down on the underwater ledge, he’d enjoyed in turn the way that Thor’s snug, minimal swimsuit clung all around his insistent, semi-erect cock and full, round ass. As soon as Thor climbed down into the pool, Lars drew him over to sit down, an eager hand already clutching at Thor’s butt. At once, they began making out hot and heavy, with duelling tongues plunging into each other’s mouths as their hands groped and squeezed and rubbed the two growing bulges. After a minute, Thor got up, climbed onto the rim of the pool, and sat down on his haunches, pulling his tiny red swimsuit down over his ass cheeks as he did so. Lars immediately swung around and plunged his face into that tempting deep valley, eating and tonguing Thor’s hot ass as fast as he could go. Thor moaned in delight as Lars expertly pushed his tongue into the hole, opening Thor up and getting him ready for a hard cock. But Lars suddenly pulled away, slapped Thor’s bare ass, and hissed quietly, “Get down in the water – now!” Just as Thor dropped obediently back into the pool, he caught the throbbing sound of the engines as a dive boat full of snorkelers from an adjacent resort came chugging by. The two of them waved at the boat, getting several friendly waves in return. All the time during this interruption, Lars had his other hand hard at work under the water, palming and squeezing Thor’s bulge. After the boat had passed out of sight, Lars got up on the rim of the pool and bent over, sliding his swimsuit down to offer Thor his ass. Thor dived in right away, licking and sucking while pushing a finger into that inviting hole. His cock got even harder under the water when Lars moaned, “Fuck, yes! That’s so good. Get your cock into me now, dammit!” Although Thor preferred to play catcher, he was never one to say no. Thor drew Lars back down into the pool and then planted his cockhead against the older man’s hole. After a minute of pressure, he felt the hole give way and his cock moved slowly inside. Lars groaned, hissed, gritted out his words through the tension, “Fuck, that’s so hard… haven’t had a dick in me for ages… push it right in there, get it all inside me.” Thor had always fantasized about fucking out in the open air, doing it in broad daylight, It was bonus that he now found himself fucking this hot, muscular daddy, burying his cock quickly and repeatedly in Lars’ tight, willing hole. Just the realization that he was living out his long-held fantasy was enough to override his normal brakes, and he fired off a big load inside Lars almost before he knew what was happening. Being young and well-trained, he was able to keep right on plowing without any delay. But Lars changed the game up again. He pulled away from Thor, spinning around and growling, “Time for you to get it.” But Thor dodged away from him and dived under the water. Lars watched with amusement as Thor chased down and captured in his mouth a couple of small traces of his cock cream which had escaped and were drifting lazily in the pool. Then he came up, smiling, and kissed Lars, letting the recaptured sperm swish around between their mouths. After a moment, Lars broke the kiss and spun Thor to face the wall – then aimed his dick into Thor’s crack and leaned over his back, pushing deep inside the younger man’s muscular ass. Lars, too, was immensely turned on by the public nature of their coupling and exploded inside Thor within a few minutes of hard-driving fuck action. They kept kissing for another minute or two as they recovered their breath from the wild action, but then Lars said, “We’d better get inside before we get the sunburn of a lifetime. Didn’t even take time to put on sunscreen!” The meeting resumed in the enormous walk-in shower, and Thor took advantage of the mood to fuck and breed Lars again, taking a little more time to enjoy the process before going for the grand finale. Over the next few days, their holiday idyll in the sun continued. It was all relaxing, all fun, all enjoyment, all amid the tropical paradise of the resort and the well-nigh perfect weather. All this time, though, Thor was getting more and more curious. Much as they enjoyed the days spent snorkelling, the lengthy soaking in their private outdoor pool or the hot tub in the palatial bathroom, the lazy lunches and deluxe dinners on their terrace, and the frequent wild sexual episodes in the gigantic bed (or out of it), he could tell that Lars was getting edgy. Several times, he’d spotted Lars reading over a lengthy printed letter, with a schedule attached. He hadn’t asked any questions, but he had deduced (accurately) that Lars had some business to deal with while they were here. Then, there had been the morning when they’d decided to have breakfast in the restaurant for a change of pace, and he’d spotted Lars exchanging covert glances with a brown-skinned man at another table. On their fifth day, Lars had finally said something. “Thor, we have a formal meeting to go to tonight for dinner. We’ll need to be dressed to walk along to the main lodge and the restaurant. We’ll leave at sunset.” “”Formal as in jacket and tie?” “No, a good shirt, trousers, and dark shoes will do.” Thor heaved a silent sigh of relief. He was a casual guy and hated having to get dressed up in a suit. This cryptic announcement had left him full of questions, but he held his peace. Being a travel-date “boyfriend” to an obviously rich man was a new role for him, but he had the good sense to keep his thoughts private and wait for Lars to set the tone. As the two of them sauntered into the restaurant that evening and were escorted by the host to a private dining room, Thor got two of his questions answered at once with just a quick look around. There wasn’t a woman in sight anywhere, and every one of the nine older men already in the room had a sexy younger man standing close beside him. Thor immediately recognized a couple of the younger men as hotties that he had spotted while roaming around the resort, either at the bar in the main lodge area, or on that picture-perfect beach under the swaying palms. He’d made the right guess, too, as he now realized, when he’d seen those young men wearing swimwear as skimpy and provocative as his own. With drinks in hand, Lars and Thor began making the rounds of introductions as more guests arrived behind them. Thor’s agile mind picked up several more details before they had gone halfway around the party. The men were an assorted lot from all corners of the globe. One of them was the man he’d spotted Lars looking at in the restaurant the previous morning. Despite their diversity of origin, or perhaps because of it, all the men in this miniature United Nations were conversing fluently in English. What intrigued Thor most of all was the realization that all of the older men knew each other. However, only some of the younger men present greeted Lars by name, while others appeared to be strangers to his wealthy partner. If that was the right word – perhaps “sponsor” would have been nearer the mark. Thor was feeling more and more with each passing minute like a debutante being formally presented at court. The cocktail hour carried on for closer to two hours. Thor found himself getting into conversations with almost all of the older men present. He also had a chance to chat with a couple of the younger guys. As he worked his way through a second margarita, he loosened up a good deal, joining freely in the laughter that now echoed through the room. He grinned from time to time, too, when a roaming hand brushed against his bulge or momentarily cupped one of his firm butt cheeks. Thor was no fool. He could guess that this “meeting” was eventually going to end up in various bedrooms in the resort – and he was definitely up for that, in more ways than one. As it turned out, he was absolutely right – but the grand finale wasn’t going to be quite as straightforward as he was thinking. It was well past dark before they finally got the call from the head waiter to sit down to supper. Out of the corner of his eye, Thor had spotted a couple of servers roaming around the room and placing name cards at the four square tables (set for eight guests each), always after a quick, quiet exchange with one of the older guests. Having noted that, Thor was not altogether surprised to find himself seated next to Yoshi, an older Japanese man, while his neighbour on the corner was Farouk, a studly young Egyptian whose sizable bulge in his snug, tailored trousers had already caught Thor’s attention. Conversation flowed easily around the four couples at the table. None of the young fellows in the party had been seated at the same table as the older man with whom each of them had arrived. There was Lars, Thor noticed, sitting at another table next to a young hottie who looked Polynesian. The meal was light on quantity (a sensible plan so late in the evening in the tropics) but of the very finest quality, as were the wines served with each course. There was only one detail which didn’t quite fit the picture. At the end of the meal, each of the older men filled in what appeared to be a scorecard of some kind which Thor didn’t see clearly as Yoshi had turned half away from him. Farouk and Thor exchanged puzzled glances at that. Then the white-haired gentleman acting as the chair of the meeting got up to speak. In a bland, business-event voice, he thanked everyone for coming, with a conventional wish that he trusted that everyone was enjoying the meal and the resort as a whole. Then he added on a sentence which sent Thor’s eyebrows notably higher than usual. “I will look forward to seeing all of you again in two months’ time, gentlemen.” Thor did a quick mental calculation. It was late October now; two months would bring them to Christmas.

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Funny. I always had a repulsive feeling of my parents having sex and it didn't mean that the sex is wrong. But when I saw my father's uncut cock while he was taking a bath I couldn't stop fantasizing of it. I fantasized and jerked off a lot thinking of sucking him off or getting fucked, despite I was way to young.

I'm neg and intend to stay that way, but lately i've been actively seeking out poz breeders on a4a and sniffies. I don't consider myself a bug chaser, but something about getting bred by a poz guy is starting to turn me on like nothing else and I don't know why. So this new year, I'm going to knowingly get bred by poz guys.

If you go on to one of the cruising sites and put in an ad saying what time and day you will be taking loads and use the pic of what you are wearing when you are in the bookstore. This should increase your visibility. Make sure when you are walking around that everyone see the wet spot from the last guy or sees it running down your leg. This is a clear signal that you are taking loads too. Keep in mind that some guys are just not dom enough to take what they want. They still want to ask.

The pink-skin wants the spoon-head, fraken Cardi lover

Took myself off to the local sauna , bit basic but they have a darkroom and sling which is good , got there early ish and there were a few blokes knocking about , mostly dads and a few otters and twinks. Got a few feels and looks ..sucked a skinny bloke for a bit but he’d not long cum so was happy to let me suck him for a bit till he said “getting a shower” and walked off. I got to the sling and there was a cub and dad screwing the dads cock was rubbered up and he took it off to cum on the cubs cock and balls ..was going to give the cub a go but he got up and I thought fuck it ill get in the sling. Couple of lads came up to me and I quickly had one stubby cock in my mouth and the other lad eating me ...the lad fingered me and lined up on my hole “ok with raw mate?” go for it I said ..he smiled and slide a nice 7 in to me ...man he felt good and took time to wank me and snog me as he got to the right pace 🙂 ...other lad was on a bench getting fucked by some dad I was holding off cumming but the lad was hitting the button so was dribbling spunk ..he gasped and put a load up me , sexy cum face lol was going to get off the sling but a big bear put his hand on my belly playing with the precum and spunk dribble in my pubes asked if I was up for more “sure!” he had two think fingers up me playing with the other blokes spunk and then got between my legs and (hairy belly chest and cock) lined up a prob a 8/9” uncut cock and slowly pushed in ...fuck it felt good , pumped me a bit wanked me and I started to cum hard ...man I love it when a bloke just fucks through my orgasm ...”enjoying daddies knob aren’t ya” he said ...like yes ! ...then he proper slammed in to me for a bit and I was cumming again as he was breeding me ...fucking lush

I went outside into my car and started to unload my stuff. Rick lent a hand and helped my carry stuff from my car into the room via the garage sliding door. As he was putting them down one of them fell and the box opened up which had some clothes and underwear. He grabbed one of my jockstraps and pulled them and looked at me and smiled and then put it back in the box. I blushed and went back out to the car to bring in more stuff. After we were done unloading he gave me the tour of the rest of the house. It was small and nice. He showed me the shared bathroom near my room. It was nice and had a shower tub. Over the toilet was a print of a nude man posing and partially covering his huge penis. I was surprised by it but also found it tasteful and nice. I stared and looked at with Rick noticing my staring. I looked back at him and smiled and he led me to the back of the house thru the kitchen and towards his bedroom. I heard sounds coming from it. We got to his bedroom. There was a large with a king bed in the middle, dresser and sitting area with a couch. What was making the noise was a big screen TV facing his bed. It was playing gay porn. A younger guy about my age was taking a huge cock up his ass. Rick put his hand on the small of my back and led me in further. Rick looked at me staring at the TV. "Sorry I was watching some porn before you came" he said smiling at me. His cock was now hard pushing thru his shorts. He caught me looking at his shorts area. I looked back at the TV. I dont know why but I started to get warm again. "You want to sit down and watch more", Rick asked sitting on the bed and patting a space next to him. He then shifted and squeezed his huge cock. There was a wet spot on his shorts. I stared again. "No Im good, not my thing", I said "You sure this isnt your thing", he said smiling looking at my crotch. Apparently I had a slight hard on too. "Yeah im good", I said. As I exited his room I noticed more art work of nude men all tasteful. By the door as I was walking out was one of two men having sex. You could see the ecstasy on the man on his back implying he was taking a cock from the man on him. I stopped and looked for a few seconds and then walked out. I told Rick I had to go meet my gf for dinner and was already going to be late. He said thats fine and told me how I could earn my rent is to help him clean up the pool. He said he wanted me to look at it before i left. He had a small pool in the back, maybe 250 square feet along with a small hot tub. Surprising given the small size of the house. It had leaves in it and looked a little dirty. I told him I would be happy to clean it tomorrow, Saturday. I quickly went to my room and started to change to go meet my gf. I took off my shirt and pulled down my shorts and was still partially hard and had a precum on my underwear. I grabbed my jeans and started to pull them up when I realized Rick was standing there. "Glad you enjoyed the tour of the house and my TV", he said smiling. He stared at my cock and the wet stain on my underwear. I pulled up my jeans quickly and he walked over and held a key in his hand. This is for the sliding door. See you back tonight and dont lose the key. With that he took the key and placed the key and his hand in my front pocket. His hand brushing against my turgid cock from inside the pocket. When he pulled his hand out it rubbed against my head and I felt my cock throb. I hoped he didnt feel it and then said thanks and went off to see my gf. I arrive 20 minutes late to meet my gf, Jane at a pizza joint. About 15 minutes in she asked if I was ok. She said my mind seemed somewhere else. I said i was worried about starting school and getting settled into the city. We ate and had casual conversation. She asked if she could come and see my place. I said sorry that I cant take any guests over. She was a little angry. "How are we supposed to hang out?", she said. "Maybe we can go to your place or at a restaurant", I responded "And when we want to fuck?", she said "Its been a few weeks and I just got off my period", she said "Cant we go to your place", I asked "No not for the next week as my roomate has her brother over and he might hear us", she said. After that we got the check and went out to her car. We started making out and she grabbed my cock which was still hard from earlier and she pulled it out. "Someones been thinking about me", she said as she went down on me. "Ughhh fuck", I moaned. It didnt take long, more than a few minutes before I was ready to cum. Then....Thump. It was her friend banging on her trunk. Luckily she had tinted windows and at night you really cant see thru. I pulled up my pants and she got up. "Hey gf come with us to Lisa's house. She is having a party there", her friend said. My gf looked at me and asked if I wanted to go, i said no i was tired and it was a long day. She said she wanted to go and party but again had to push back and told her I was tired. She placed her hand on my still hard cock and told me to come with her. I pushed her hand away and said no. She being a bit pissed that this point said ok and we would hook up tomorrow as planned for brunch. I told her I couldnt cause my landlord offered me free rent but i had to clean the pool tomorrow. Now she was fuming. We had a set date and I had to cancel. I told her i didnt have a choice and promised the landlord i would do it tomorrow. She told me to get out and go home. I drove home and went into my room via the sliding door. I changed clothes and started to take my stuff (toothbrush, soap, shampoo etc) into the bathroom. I could hear the TV on in Rick's room. I walked closer and could hear moaning on the TV. It sounds like he was watching porn again. I quietly walked back to my room got clothes and stuff and jumped in the shower. Remembering the porn i got hard and started to stroke my cock. I was so horny between earlier in the day and my gf going down on me. After I finished i got out of the shower and was drying myself off when the door opened.

I started quite late, I was already 22. The first few years, 3 or 4, I was obsessed by prudence and minimizing every possibile risk. Then, around 25 or 26, my boyfriend at the time convinced me to fuck him bareback. Man, it was like unlocking a whole new level. From that night, I have never used a condom again

This is based on a true story. Embellished and changed in certain areas. This is a story of a dumbass teen that should have known better and got what he deserved. Hi. I was the dumbass teen. Pleasure to meet you. I’m gonna tell you about an event that changed my life. While I hope this subject is taken seriously, I can’t fault anyone from jerking off thinking about the story I’m about to tell. I know I jerk off to the memory all the time. Let’s start with 18 year old me. Not a twink by any means. I’m average build with no muscle definition. I’m just a normal looking light skinned latino guy. Horny as fuck though. So I jump in the shower and clean out. I pop open the convenient hookup site looking for a guy to hook up with. I’m not a twink but I’m young, dumb, and looking for cum. That seemed to attract enough men here and there to keep my hole wet when I need it. Tonight was one of those nights. I was looking left and looking right on the site and coming up short. That is until I get a message from this guy I had been eying with hope but didn’t think he would actually bite. Lets just call him “Rob” since I honestly don’t remember his real name. He was this nice looking black man in his early or mid 30’s. He seemed nice enough and was very polite in conversation. We finally got down to the real talking and I asked him about his dick. He hadn’t put any information about the size on his profile. He replied that he was hung with 13 inches. He said he leaves it off his profile because it usually scares guys off. He unlocked a pic of his dick and I instantly started drooling over it. We continued talking and making small talk. I eventually got the nerves to calm down and asked what he had planned this night. He responded feeding you my load down your throat. Now that line went straight to my dick and I was puckering my hole just thinking about it. I had to confess to him that I’d never been with someone that endowed. At this point in my life, I hade only taken 7 or so inches in my mouth and hole. I explained my inexperience but he seemed cool with it. I told him that I would be down to blow him and choke on his dick but that was all I could do. There was no way I would be able to do anything more than that. He seemed okay with this information saying he understood and a blow job would be great. He asked if I partied? I naively responded back with no, I don’t smoke weed only drink sometimes. He said great! His profile said he hosted so I asked his address and googled directions. I was living at home at the time, so I did what any other horny teen would do. I borrowed my dad’s car in the middle of the night for a hookup. I would be back before he even knew I was gone. I jumped in the car and was off to meet up with my dick for the night. I followed the directions and parked in an apartment complex that looked like a respectable place to live. No visual red flags at all. It all looked nice and welcoming. I showed up in a t-shirt and some basketball shorts. I hadn’t planned on fucking so I didn’t wear any cute underwear. I simple pair of boxers was under my shorts. I rang the doorbell and Rob answered the door wearing a white tank and some light grey sweatpants. He was very inviting and ushered me into his apartment. He showed me to his couch and we sat there for a few moments and made small talk. The longer we talked, the more I would glance down to stare at his growing tent in his pants. He noticed obviously and would reach down and grip himself with every other word spoken. Finally, he told me to get comfortable while he gets us something to drink. He asked if I wanted something to drink and I answered yes immediately. He disappeared to his kitchen and came back with 2 bottles of Gatorade. He handed me one of the bottles and said that I looked thirsty. My mouth was getting pretty dry due to nerves so I playfully agreed. I opened the drink not realizing the seal was already opened. I drank some of the Gatorade. I remember thinking that it had a weird taste to it but brushed it off as that icky taste from just having brushed my teeth before I left home. Rob told me to get comfortable on the couch. I continued to drink my Gatorade as he put some porn up on the living room TV. I sat back a bit taking in the scene before me. it was a black man getting sucked off by a white guy while a second black guy jerked off to the side. Rob asked if I thought the video was hot. I agreed wholeheartedly. I watched the porn for a moment and when I turned back to Rob, he had already dropped his sweatpants down to his ankles. Rob told me to drink up so that I had a nice wet mouth on his dick. I gulped down some Gatorade and licked my lips. He had me sit on the couch next to him and reach over his lap to get to his dick. I pulled the monster through his boxers fly and jerked it a bit. I could see a drop of precum start to form on his head. Rob noticed that I was staring at it and commanded me to lick it off his head. I sprawled over his lap and licked his head. It tasted amazing. Rob lifted himself up and pulled his boxers off. He kicked off the pants and boxers from his ankles. He pulled his shirt off and I tried to go for his dick again. Before I could get it in my mouth, I mentioned that I was starting to get a bit warm. He pulled off my shirt and pushed my head down on his dick. I remember putting his head in my mouth and trying to wet it at much as I could before going further. I scooched up closer to his dick and bobbed down on his monster. Rob put his right hand on the back of my head and pushed my mouth down on his 13 inches. I probably got about half of it in my mouth before I felt it touch the back of my throat. I remember I was going at his junk slow. Way slower than I usually go at a dick. Before I could think much about my intensity, I felt him pulling my shorts and boxers down and off me. I felt his left hand gripping my white ass. He was kneading my cheeks. I pulled off of his dick to ask for some more Gatorade because my mouth was getting dry. He laughed and handed me some of his drink. I swallowed it down and then went back to swallowing his black snake. I remember feeling his finger go up and down over my hole – just teasing it. This made me so fucking horny when he did that. Then he would go further down and graze my balls. Just enough to feel the touch and then back up to my hole. I was a moaning whore for him. With every moan I went further down on his dick. I was going strong working on his dick but increasingly slower in movement. Then suddenly there was a bottle of poppers under my nose. Rob told me to breath in deep. I did the best I could considering I still had his dick in my mouth. But I got a strong his on each side. I remember my world starting to spin. Spin round and round and round. And then blackness! The next thing I feel is being lifted straight up. Then blackness again. The next thing I feel is my face smashed against a mattress. Then I feel it. I involuntarily squeeze my asshole to pucker but I find it stretched open. Then the forward thrust of a poll being shoved up my ass, splitting me in two. Then I feel him bottom out. I feel a pair of balls against my ass. I feel his curly hairs against my skin. I realize I’m head down – ass up against a mattress. I try to move but everything, every part of my body feels so heavy. Rob pulls out a bit and slams back in to the hilt. My mouth opens and drool escapes my mouth. Another slam into my hole. I let out a low level moan. I’m able to get my arms out in front of me to help stabilize myself. My movement signals Rob to stop mid thrust. He laughs and welcomes me back to the life. He compliments my tight hole and how well I’m taking his thick black meat. Then he gets back to fucking my stretched hole. He picks up the pace and I can hear the sound of skin against skin slapping throughout the room. I know whats happening but im stuck in a state of disbelief. How had this happened? How am I taking this monster dick? I feel so full. My hole feels so stretched. I mumble trying to make words as Rob assaults my light skinned ass. I hear something in the room with us. It’s a someone. I cant see him from the position I’m in but I hear the sound of a lighter flickering and see a faint glow in the room. I keep trying to speak but nothing audible makes it out… until finally I can make something that sounds like a NO. with a little more effort I’m able to say STOP. Again I hear the flicker of the lighter and the faint glow. I go to say another STOP but I have another black man pop up in front of me and lock lips with me. He pushes a cloud of something into my lungs and holds his mouth to mine. When he finally lets up, I breath out and a cloud of white smoke leaves my mouth. The new man repeats this three more times as I try and say STOP. I have no idea what he is pushing into my lungs but I start to get super horny and find I am pushing back against the invading dick. This new black man (lets call him Dee) is also naked and pushes his dick into my mouth. As im attacked at both ends, I start to get some strength in my arms. This helps me stabilize myself as I adjust to the spit roasting. Dee has a dick about the same length as Rob but where Rob has a consistent thickness to his shaft, Dee’s gets thicker at the middle of his shaft. I have to watch my teeth on it. It doesn’t take much longer for Rob to pick up his pace. He grabs me by my waist and slams into me. I can feel his dick shooting his thick load up inside of me. Rob pulls out slowly. Dee pulls his dick out of my mouth and gets behind of me. I still cant turn around or even try to stand yet. I do know that NO or STOP are no longer on my mind. I have a horniness that I can believe. Then I feel Dee get behind me and fingers my wet hole. OMG I love him fingering my wet hole. I start pushing back into his fingers. I need his fingers, hell, I need more dick in my hole. I hope I don’t have to wait too long for more dick. That’s when I feel it. I feel a burning sensation being pushed into my hole. Now, I definitely now that wonderful feeling of a undiluted booty bump in my hole today, but back then, this was a completely new feeling. I start to panic a bit. What the hell was he doing with my tight hole? Why was it burning so much? And why did I feel like I needed more and more dick, that feeling growing by the second. I feel Dee’s fingers continue to fuck my hole. I am a moaning mess and pushing back against his fingers like a good little whore. This makes the two men laugh at me. Dee says that I’m a perfect bitch in heat. He pulls out his fingers and I give a slight sigh of disappointment. I don’t have to wait long because Dee pushes his dick halfway into my empty hole in one push. I feel his thick shaft stretching my hole further. It burns but in a good way. I know that once I get that part inside of me, I can get the full lengh. Another good push and Dee bottoms out. I feel so full. I feel the fullest I have ever felt. He holds position and I start fucking myself back and forth on his big black dick. More laughing comes from the two black men. They had made me into the horny slut for the night and I was aiming to please. I feel Dee push down on my back and I fall flat on the mattress. I feel the man get on top of me and starts to drill my quivering hole like no tomorrow. I am still fucked up a bit and cant push him off of me. Not that I want to push him off of me at the present time. I love every thrust into my once tight hole. I feel like his dick is pushing everything inside of me out of the way to accommodate his thick snake. I lose track of the time. All I know is that he continues to fuck me in that position for what felt like forever. I drills in harder and then I feel the flood of semen unleashed inside of my bowels. Dee gets off of me and I get pushed around so that I’m on my back now. Rob comes back and pushes my legs on top of his shoulders. He pounds me like that for a while. I like this position. I feel like my prostate is being slammed as he thrusts in this position. My soft dick is leaking precum like crazy. He maneuvers me so that he is on his back and I’m on top of him. I’m riding his big dick. I feel Dee behind me again. This time he pushes a bottle of poppers to my nose. I take a few hits and I’m spinning again. This time I don’t black out. Just spinning around. I feel Dees hands on my back pushing me down to Rob. Rob locks lips on me and we start to make out. Rob reaches between my legs and plays with my soft dick. I feels amazing. That’s when I start to feel it. A great pressure against my hole from behind. It’s Dee’s dick, trying to push it’s way into my already filled hole. there is no way it’s fitting in there. There is no room at all in my ass. Again, poppers to my nose. I get all spiny again and my hole relaxes just a little. I can feel Dee’s head starting to stretch it’s way into my hole until… pop. His head pops in and my hole is pushed open the furthest I’ve ever had it. I feel like he’s killing me in two pieces. I start crying tears. I cry out Please stop. it hurts. It fucking hurts! Please! I don’t know if my hole was just too tight for both of the dicks or they took pity on me but Dee relented and pulled away. I was still on top of Rob. I stopped crying out and wiped my tears. I continued to ride him. Rob shoots his next load up inside of me. I feel like I’m finally getting a break. Both men have gotten off of the bed. I’m laying flat on the bed. I’m pushed upward into a sitting up position. I hear a flick of the lighter to my right. I look over and see Dee lighting up a pipe. He comes over and gives me a shotgun. Now this is probably the first time I’ve seen someone smoking Tina so I have no idea whats going on really. All I know is that they keep pushing smoke into my lungs and I keep letting out clouds. That’s when I hear a sound like a spray paint can. I look around and see Rob spraying something into my wadded up pair of boxers. i know now that familiar sound of Maximum Impact but at the time I had no idea. I blink and the damp boxers are being pushed into my mouth. I breath in the fumes and get that spiny feeling back only this time is stays spiny. I’m completely out of it. I cant make anything out really vision wise but I feel the cold feel of metal against my skin. Click, click, click. I’m handcuffed wrists to ankles. I hear the men saying that should help keep my hole open. I thought they were talking to me, but then I hear the voice of a third man. I’m too spun to see him but I definitely hear a new voice. I feel a new pair of hands roaming over my body. I feel a new dick push it’s way into my hole. it had a completely different feel to it. it bend slightly upward and I knew the other men had dicks straight as can be. This new dick felt smaller than the two previous men. I was both glad and sad that it was smaller. I didn’t want my hole stretched any wider but I wanted my hole good and thoroughly used. Just when I thought I was coming down a bit, my boxers in my mouth were pulled out and replaced with another pair of boxers sprayed down with Maximum Impact. The spines returned and I lost track of time. I lost track of who was fucking me. When I finally landed, I was already uncuffed and covered in dried cum and sweat. One of the black men were asleep next to me on the bed. I slipped away trying to no wake him. I sneaked into the living room and tracked down my shorts and shirt. I never did find my underwear. The other black man was asleep on the couch. I looked down and saw his dick was half hard. It took all my effort to not get down on my knees and start all over again. I had to sneak away while I had the chance. Luckily my phone, wallet, and keys were safe in my short pockets. I snuck away in the early hours of the morning. I barely made it hope and put my dad’s keys away before he woke up. I snuck to my room. I grabbed a change of clothes and went to take a shower. I washed off all the evidence of the fuck-a-thon. I went back to my room and tried to sleep but ended up watching porn and jerking off for hours. Luckily I had nothing to do that day. I went back online to see if the man was back online. I don’t know what I wanted to say to him. How fucked up it was that he drugged me? How fucked up it was that he raped me? How fucked up it was that he shared me with who knows who? Or to thank him for an experience that I will never forget? I searched but found the profile was deleted.

Bareback or Raw Always. Ass is OPEN to Hard Cocks that BREED. I have not used a condom since 1995. 💯 Bareback Bottom takes anonymous loads from Strangers.

Dude I met online. He came over for me to fuck him. It was July, it was so fucking hot and my AC wasn't working. The sex was mindblowing. So much foreplay, kissing, we were both so sweaty and musky. At one point he rolled me on my back, my legs were spread, I could feel his cock up against my sweaty ass. I must have had pure lust in my eyes because he looked at me and said, "you'd let me stick it in you right now wouldn't you." I just nodded. We spent the next couple hours flip flopping, all bareback, getting each other so close but not wanting to cum. We had so many hot afternoons like that

My decision to go bare was intentional. While I started having sex using condoms, I felt something was missing. I needed that extra level of intimacy. In spite of any risks, and regardless of whether we'd see each other again, I needed to feel and connect to another man without barriers between us.

Part 1 It has been almost 20 minutes figuring out what to wear on my first Pride march. My brother is sitting on his sofa in the living room and waits patiently for me to get ready. ‘Luke, how long will it take you to turn into the slutty twink you always are? The march starts in one hour and we still have to get there first’ my brother calls teasingly. ‘I’m not a slutty twink’ I call back, but when I look in the mirror it is exactly what I am. I am a 21-year-old skinny bitch, at least my friends call me that. I guess it is true, when you’re under 6 feet tall your mouth must become a little bit more powerful. I look at myself and am happy with my outfit, a leather harness over a tight sheer white t-shirt and assless chaps with a golden thong to cover my privates at least a little. As I enter the living room, my brother looks amused. ‘Yeah, right, you are not slutty, not a little bit’ ‘Shut up and let’s go’ We get into his car and drive to the starting point of the Pride March. I really can’t believe that my brother has decided to join me, but he has always supported me. As the Pride march is in a different city, then where I study, my friend group has to arrive by train, and we will meet them there. I was lucky enough to stay at my brother’s for the last two days or I would be sitting in that train too, because the hotel prizes are just too expensive for us partying students. After my brother parked his car in a relatively unknown side street, we head to the parade. I see my friends from far away and we reach them with difficulty as the crowd is huge. The news say that over 100.000 people are expected to celebrate and protest. We finally reach my friends, and I introduce my brother to them, of course they are immediately drawn to him, his charm is unparalleled. For a happily married, straight guy, he really hits it off with my people. The march begins, the atmosphere electric. After an hour we take a break, my brother in deep conversation with Lily, one of my best friends. As we continue our march, the sun becomes stronger and it is getting hot between all the buildings. My brother decides that between all the half-naked people he could get rid of his shirt, I’m astonished by the confidence of him. But of course, I have to admit, he probably is the wet dream of a lot of guys here. As a former ruby player, he is very muscular with a big ass, his now exposed hairy chest is getting all the attention of the people around us. If he wasn’t 13 years older than me and happily married, I would be jealous of the attention he is getting, well I am a little bitch after all, but I really love that he is so comfortable. We walk on, I party with my friends, and my brother is falling behind, but one of us always has an eye on him. Before we reach the big square, Lily notices that my brother is in a very intimate conversation with another men. He is almost as muscular as my brother, his chest hairy as well and his abs out of this world. Above his crotch, which is only covered by a leather jockstrap and the half of a biohazard tattoo is blazing above it. I have no idea how this guy and my brother ended up chatting, but the man’s hand rests on the lower back of my brother. But I forget about it rather quickly as I feel the hand of my on-and-off again boyfriend Chad on my ass. We reach the square, my brother back with our group, all listening to the speeches of the organisers, activists and politicians. Later we decide to go to one of the many parties in the cities gay club, my brother talked into it by Lily and Chad. We chose one, that has an all-welcome bar, but gay cruising area downstairs. So that Chad and I can have some spicy fun, while Lily, my brother and the rest of the gang enjoy the party upstairs. As soon as we enter the club, the atmosphere is full of sex, lust and beer. I’m not sure this was the right choice, but my friends just got the last table and ordered their drinks. Chad and I decided to head downstairs, we are not here to waste time. As we enter the cruising area, Chad pushes me into an open room, that transmits a live video feat of the people inside on a monitor. We close the door and start to make out, within in seconds I have his dick in my mouth, sucking and licking relentlessly. He is almost close to come, so he pulls me up, kisses me and then gets on his knees to return the favour to my cock. Chad isn’t the best at sucking, but he can take a cock deepthroat, I start to fuck his mouth and almost shoot my load. We stop, savouring it for later, we kiss and head back upstairs. As we join the group, I notice my brother wasn’t there. ‘Have you guys seen my brother’ I asked them. ‘He went to the toilets I guess, but it has been a while to be honest’ Lily answers me. I am puzzled as well as a little concerned, I hope he wasn’t angry because I left with Chad right away. I search for him but cannot find him anywhere upstairs. He might have searched for me downstairs, so I decide to head back to the cruising area. As I enter there are a lot more men now, but my brother doesn’t seem to be there. I walk through the maze, some hands finding my ass and cock, but I ignore them, when I stumble upon a playroom with bondage bench right in the centre. I can’t believe my eyes, bend over the bench is my brother while the guy with the biohazard tattoo is fucking him. I slip into a dark corner, watching the scene with confusion. My brother is in pure ecstasy and lust, the unknown guy is hitting harder and harder into him, my brother moaning louder and louder. Suddenly, a big beefy muscular man, his body covered in hair and completely naked enters the room walking directly to the bench. He positions himself in front of my brother and he takes the rock-hard pierced cock in his mouth without hesitation. I can’t believe it, my brother is being spitroasted right now. The man with the biohazard tattoo nods to the big beefy guy, and they swap places. As he stands behind my brother, pushing his cock against his ass, I noticed something missing, but it took me a moment to realise. My brother is not only taking cock, but he is also taking cock raw, and he is taking poz cock raw. It overwhelms me and I turn to leave, when Chad collides with me at the door. I try to push him outside, don’t want him to see my brother, but it is to late. Chad kisses me and then pushes me aside, entering the room and walking towards the bench. He doesn’t present himself to my brother, he walks behind him, nods to the beefy man currently fucking my brother, who makes space willingly. Now the beefy man and the man with the biohazard tattoo are in front of my brother as he is licking or cleaning their cock with his tongue. But my focus is on Chad, who with a grin on his face and a quick look to me, rams his cock into my brother’s ass. My brother moans loudly, I know why, Chad’s cock is not only long, but big. For a little twink, he has a massive cock. I can’t take it anymore and leave the playroom. It takes twenty minutes for Chad to reappear upstairs, but my brother still hasn’t come back up. ‘I thought your brother was straight?’ Chad asks me casually. ‘He is, at least I thought he is, but why did you fuck him? Fuck, my boyfriend fucked my brother, that’s bad’ ‘Don’t loose your cool, lets face it we have fun, but we are not exclusive or anything, and your brother is proper hot. I just had to take the chance.’ ‘Easy for you to say, I don’t know what is happening right now’ ‘I get that, but don’t give him a hard time, he always supported you, now it’s your turn.’ ‘But he fucked the guy with the biohazard tattoo raw, he took poz cock and I doubt he is on PrEP’ ‘Oh, he is taking a lot more loads down there and I never been on the pill too’ ‘What, wait, but we …’ ‘Yes, we fucked raw a lot, but you never asked. Now, get your thong out of your ass and don’t be a bitch. He is enjoying himself, let him have this night’ With those words Chad went to the bar to get another drink. It took another 45 minutes before my brother came back upstairs, together with the biohazard guy. They walked straight towards me. ‘Hey little bro, I want to introduce you to Mark, I met him during the parade’ ‘Hey, nice to meet you. And how was his cock in your ass?’ My brother looks puzzled for a moment, but then his confidence takes over again. ‘His cock is great, gave me a really nice toxic load up my ass, can’t wait for another round’ My eyes betray me, the shock apparent. My brother takes Mark’s hand, kisses him in front of me and they both turn around to go back downstairs. I don’t see my brother for the whole night, but he is my ride back to his place. It is almost 5am in the morning, when he comes back to the table, on which Lily, Chad and I are the last remaining of our group. ‘Let’s go, I bring you all back to mine and Luke, we will talk later’ We stand up and are greeted outside by the first rays of sunshine. My brother is walking in front of us, on his pants a little wet spot appearing right on his ass, apparently he is leaking the loads of the night, but I am the slut.

I live in the 'burbs nearby two commute corridor highways. Commute hours monday through friday pop off with what I'm assuming are a lot of straight-married men. When I'm in the mood, I try to get a few anon loads in right inside my front door on the floor lol Are they cheating if it's fully anon and I never see them again? Or are they just wanting a little something different they can't get at home? It doesn't turn me on that their straight, it turns me on when they think they're the only guy that has fucked me when I've already got loads in me...only one guy ever has briefly hesitated when he realized it, then continued anyway... if they got dick and I wanna be fucked, their details of their homelife is not my concern.

It’s always raw for me, I refuse to cover when I fuck no matter how hot the bottom might be. Same when I’m bottoming. There will be no latex penetrating my ass unless there’s an M.D. attached to his name and it’s for medical purposes, even then I hate the feel and smell. Fortunately these days fucking raw is the norm. It’s rarely even discussed, just naturally gravitates towards raw/bareback/creampie. Even dudes who have “safe only” in their profiles can be talked into a breeding fuck where we’ve exchanged cum .

Yes on one condition. I should only cum hands free from an assgasm.

Cheating is very hot, especially married guys cheating

When I lay pipe, I make sure my cock is going in as deep as I can and coming out as far as I can without sliding out. What that usually creates are nice long, fast and deep strokes that get my cock primed for injecting my seed. I prefer to breed missionary because a bottom's cunt is usually angled just right that my cock slides across his guts and g spot. When I'm ready I put my head down and use my full force with my hips, going fast and hard and deep, usually the bottom is locked in place with y body weight and can't move or squirm (which is what I want) Then I feel it build from my balls to my taint to the head of my cock. Roar. Slam my cock in deep and spray that cunt with my seed. I stay deep and make sure every rope covers that bottom's cervix. Then pull out and make them clean my cock

Columbus here

Chapter 2 The morning light was a cruel, bright lie. It streamed through Jordan’s blinds, illuminating the dust motes dancing over the wreckage of their tuxedos and the two bodies tangled in his sheets. The smell of sex was still thick in the air, a musky, sweet scent that made his stomach clench. Jared stirred first, his body stiffening the second consciousness returned. His eyes snapped open, meeting Jordan’s, which were already wide awake and filled with the same dawning horror. They flew apart as if electrocuted, the warmth of the other’s skin suddenly feeling like a brand. Silence. Heavy, awkward, suffocating. “Dude,” Jared finally rasped, his voice rough with sleep and regret. He stared at the ceiling. “What… what was that?” Jordan’s mind was a frantic, scrambling mess. The memories flashed—the feel of Jared’s cock in his hand, in his mouth, the taste of his cum. A hot flush of shame was immediately chased by a treacherous, electric jolt of arousal. It felt so good. Why did it feel so good? “The whisky,” Jordan said, the words tasting like ash. “It was the whisky. And… and getting dumped. We weren’t thinking straight.” “Yeah,” Jared agreed too quickly, relief flooding his tone. “Right. Just a fucked-up, drunk thing. It didn’t mean anything.” “Right. Doesn’t mean anything.” They dressed in silence, avoiding each other’s eyes, the unspoken agreement hanging between them: We will never speak of this again. Jared left with a mumbled goodbye, and the click of the door shutting felt infinitely heavier than it ever had before. The agreement was a lie they told each other, but a lie they couldn’t tell themselves. In the days that followed, the memory was a ghost that haunted every quiet moment. Jordan would be staring at his phone, and his mind would replay the sight of Jared’s thick, cut cock springing free, the large drop of precum. His own body would betray him instantly, hardening in his jeans, a constant, aching reminder. It was confusing, wrong, and yet the most intensely erotic thing he’d ever experienced. They hung out as usual—played video games, shot hoops in the driveway—but the easy camaraderie was strained. A new tension hummed beneath the surface, a current of unsaid words and unanswered questions. Their eyes would meet, and they’d both quickly look away, the air crackling with everything they were pretending not to feel. Jordan found himself watching Jared’s hands, remembering how they felt on his skin, and he’d have to adjust himself, desperate for more but too terrified to ask. The first big summer party was a welcome distraction. Music throbbed, red plastic cups were everywhere, and pretty girls in sundresses laughed and danced. Jordan flirted half-heartedly with a girl from his bio class, but his attention kept drifting. Across the crowded backyard, Jared was doing the same, leaning against a fence, chatting with a group of friends. And then his eyes—as if pulled by a magnet—found Jordan’s. It wasn’t a glance. It was a stare. A direct, unbroken line of intense, shared recognition. In that split second, the noise of the party faded. There was no confusion, only a silent, screaming question. Are you thinking about it, too? Do you want it, too? The connection was so potent, so undeniable, that they both had to look away, their hearts hammering against their ribs. The entire night became a tense, exhilarating game of stolen glances and simmering want. The party wound down. They called an Uber Pool, a decision that felt like fate. They slid into the backseat, a stranger already asleep in the front. Their thighs pressed together from hip to knee, the thin fabric of their shorts doing nothing to insulate the heat of the contact. Jordan’s breath caught. Jared’s leg was solid muscle, warm and real. Every slight shift of the car, every bump in the road, sent a fresh jolt through him. He could feel the blood pounding in his ears, his cock beginning to stir, thick and insistent. He dared a glance sideways. Jared was already looking at him. His eyes were dark, pupils blown wide with drink and desire. There was no pretense left, no denial. The look was pure, unfiltered hunger. Jared’s hand, resting on his own thigh, twitched, his fingers curling into a fist. Jordan’s own hand trembled. The air in the car was too hot, too thick to breathe. They didn’t speak a word. They didn’t have to. The Uber pulled away from Jordan’s house, and they practically fell out of the car, a chaotic tangle of limbs and frantic energy. They stumbled up the driveway, a silent, mutual desperation guiding them. Getting the key in the lock was a fumbling, agonizing delay. The front door finally swung shut behind them, plunging them into the quiet dark of the hallway. And then Jared moved. In one fluid, powerful motion, he spun Jordan around and pinned him against the back of the door. The thud echoed through the house. Their eyes locked for one final, searing second of confirmation before Jared’s mouth crashed down on his. This was nothing like the drunken, exploratory kiss from prom night. This was deep, passionate, and utterly intentional. It was all tongue and teeth and desperate, hungry noises pulled from their throats. Jordan’s hands came up, tangling in Jared’s hair, pulling him closer as he kissed back with equal fervor. Their cocks were already granite-hard, straining against their shorts, pressing against each other’s through the fabric. Jared’s hands yanked at Jordan’s shirt, pulling it up and over his head before tearing his own off. Buttons pinged against the wall. Their hands fumbled with belts and zippers, pushing jeans and underwear down in a frenzied rush until they pooled at their ankles. They broke the kiss, both gasping for air, their foreheads pressed together. Their bare, leaking cocks slapped together, a hot, slick connection that made them both groan. The sensation was electric, a direct line to every nerve ending. Jared dropped to his knees, his hands on Jordan’s hips. He didn’t hesitate. He took the entire length of Jordan’s six-inch cock into his mouth in one smooth, wet glide. “Oh, god, Jared…” Jordan moaned, his head thumping back against the door. The heat was unbelievable, the suction perfect. “Your mouth… feels so fucking good on my dick.” Jared hummed in response, the vibration traveling straight up Jordan’s spine. He pulled off, swirling his tongue around the head, lapping at the precum already beading there. “You taste so good,” Jordan gasped, his voice ragged. “So sweet.” The praise seemed to ignite something in Jared. He took him deep again, his nose pressing into the trimmed hair at Jordan’s base, his eyes watering as he worked his throat around him. The sight, the sounds, the feeling—it was too much. Jordan knew he wouldn’t last. “Stop, stop…” he panted, pulling Jared up by his shoulders. “My turn.” He pushed Jared toward the bed, following him down as they landed in a heap on the comforter. Jordan kissed him hard before sliding down his body, his own hunger taking over. He took Jared’s thick, eight-inch cock into his mouth, mimicking what he’d just received. He gagged slightly, his eyes watering, drool slicking his chin, but he didn’t stop. He worked him, taking him as deep as he could, lost in the musky, male taste of him. Jared’s hips bucked off the bed. “Fuck, Jordan…” he grunted, his hands fisting the sheets. After a few blissful minutes, Jared gently pulled him off. “Turn over,” he breathed, his voice dark with need. Jordan complied without question, rolling onto his stomach, his heart hammering. He felt Jared settle between his legs, then the warm, wet swipe of his tongue against his tight, nervous hole. Jordan jolted. “Oh, shit…” Jared didn’t let up. He feasted, tonguing him deep and slow, tasting him with a reverence that made Jordan’s toes curl. He tastes so good. The sensation was alien and incredible, a wave of pleasure so intense it bordered on unbearable. He was panting into the mattress, pushing back against Jared’s face, completely surrendered. “Fuck me,” he begged, the words muffled by the comforter. “Please, Jared. Put your cock in my ass. I need it.” He heard Jared spit into his hand, then the slick sound of him stroking his own cock. A moment later, the blunt, wet head of Jared’s cock was pressing against him. Jared worked it slowly, using his own copious precum and spit to ease the way, pressing against the tight ring of muscle until, with a slow, burning, glorious push, he slid inside. The fullness was overwhelming. Jordan cried out, a strangled sound of pure ecstasy as Jared began to move, setting a deep, passionate rhythm. It was a little painful, a glorious stretch, but the pleasure eclipsed everything. “Wait,” Jordan gasped. “I want to see you.” Jared stilled, pulling out momentarily so Jordan could flip onto his back. He hooked his legs over Jared’s shoulders, pulling him close. Their eyes locked as Jared pushed back in, sinking deep once more. The intimacy of the position was staggering. They were face to face, bodies joined, breathing the same air. And in Jared’s eyes, Jordan saw it. It wasn’t just lust. It wasn’t just heat. It was something deeper, something that had been there all along, hidden beneath years of friendship and confusion. It was love. The liquor in his veins gave him a bravery he’d never known. “I love you,” he whispered, the words leaving his lips on a broken moan. Jared’s rhythm faltered. Shock, then a dawning, breathtaking wonder washed over his face. He leaned down, his thrusts becoming tender, deeper, more meaningful. “I love you too,” he breathed against Jordan’s lips. The confession was the final catalyst. The dam broke. Their orgasms ripped through them simultaneously, a powerful, shared release that felt like a physical manifestation of their words. Jordan’s back arched off the bed as he came, his vision whiting out, his cry of “Jared!” echoing in the room. Jared’s own climax followed, his body shuddering, his moan of “Jordan…” a perfect, answering echo as he emptied himself deep inside. They collapsed together, a sweaty, breathless, entangled mess, the words hanging in the air between them, real and undeniable.

Yeah, I think I've cheated in most relationships and regular hook ups I've had, and been cheated on. Guys and girls, I didn't care, just made it exciting, and the risks were amazing I think. 2 examples. I had a threesome with an Ex gf and her friend. I then proceeded to start seeing the friend behind my gf's back for about 8 months. Pretty well everyday I'd see the friend on my lunch break. Not a moment of guilt. I was seeing a guy, who cheated on me with a random guy in a bar when drunk. They met up, a few times before he confessed. I then messaged the random guy, met him, and started arranging to see him. I lost count the number of times I'd see my bf with this guy's cum in my hole.

I finally experienced this a few weeks ago. Was at Toronto SpaXS on their Kink night. Was slurping on this gorgeous cock for awhile and he said he wanted a break, but would I be down for some piss play later. I said "of course". Hour or so later he comes to my room waving his cock asking if Im ready. He wanted to piss on me, but I asked him to piss in my ass instead. I've been dying to try it. He was shocked but was definitely into it. Called me a slut and pushed me bent over. Slipped in my lubed hole and held it there for awhile. The anticipation was amazing. Then the warmth and pressure spreading, as he sighed his relief while using my hole as a urinal. My favourite part was feeling his cock twitch and pulse as he shot the last few streams inside me. Fuck it was hot. He pulled out, smacked my ass and said "I'll be back to fill you again". I stayed face down ass up for awhile to enjoy the sensation. Sure enough, about 40 mins later, he was back with a full bladder and filled me with his stream again!!