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This story is based loosely on real events from my life. I hope you all enjoy 1. What have I gotten myself into, I thought driving into town. At 21, I had just graduated college in Illinois and had taken a job with a friend who lived in Florida. I’d packed up my little Toyota Corolla and driven from the cornfields I grew up in to the hot sunny coast of Florida. I don’t really know what I had been expecting but coming across the highway towards the coast and being greeted by the vast expanse of bright blue sky hadn’t been on the list. The sky just seemed bigger, like the land was diminished somehow and there was just more room for sky. I came off the highway and onto the main road that brought me towards the coast and the barrier island I was now to call home. I probably could have looked up something about where I was going, but for some reason I just didn’t. I knew that Cocoa Beach was close to Cape Canaveral but that was really it. I drove past pastel colored midcentury buildings, Miami meets the space race. Impossibly tall thin palm trees lined the street as I drove looking out for the hotel I was staying at. My job had put me up at this place, a beach side extended stay place that in the off season had plenty of rooms. I pulled into the small parking lot and looked around. From here you couldn’t see the hotel at all, just a big wall of lush vegetation. I left my suitcase in the car and walked down the narrow cobble stone path between big ferns. The path quickly opened up onto a large patio surrounded on all sides by low bungalow like houses. A sign reading “Office” pointed to the only two-story building. A little nervously I went up to the glass door and pushed my way inside. It was cool and inviting inside after being in the thick Florida heat even for a second. My eyes took a long moment to adjust to the much dimmer light now that I was out of the sun, and so I didn’t see him at first. Sitting behind a counter, was a handsome older man in a loose-fitting linen shirt unbuttoned at the neck. Now, I am not a prude, nor entirely inexperience when it comes to men, but this man was something new to me. Up until this point my experience had largely been with guys in my university. We had all been about the same age, and all of similar body types. This man was something different. Probably in his late fifties his hair was almost completely silver. He had a short cropped white beard, that preserved a little of his old much darker hair color around his moustache. He had a square, handsome face, and bright green eyes twinkled at me. The open neck of his shirt showed a thick forest of dark gray hair covering richly tanned skin. He was hot… no, not hot, sexy in a whole new way to me. I felt myself instantly attracted to him, even before I heard his low rumbling baritone voice. “Can I help you,” he asked, a warm smile spreading across his face. “Yes,” I stammered, “I’m David. I was… um… my job, well my friend booked me in here… I’m sorry I’m just realizing I should have gotten more information from her. I can um… If you don’t have… I can call…” I could hear myself stammering, but was absolutely incapable of stopping it, words just tumbled out of my mouth. “You’re Sarah’s boy, right?” “Yes! David, I already said that… hello!” The word boy hung in my mind. It did something to me. I wanted him to say it again. “Don’t worry. We’ve been expecting you. I’m Jack.” He got up from the counter. I saw now that he was tall and broad, with thick ropey arms. He had a little bit of a belly, that just added to the masculine energy he exuded. “Follow me,” he said pulling a set of keys off a peg behind him. He stepped out from behind the desk and revealed tree trunk thick, hair covered legs, sticking out from short, tight, tan shorts. Maybe it was my imagination but I thought I could see outline of a semi hard cock sticking off to one side of his shorts. I followed Jack out of the little office and back into the bright sun and oppressive heat. I instantly felt sweat start to spring up on my back. We walked across the courtyard, around a bright blue pool, with rattan furniture and umbrellas surrounding it. As we walked he talked, “My husband Danny and I own this place. I’m sure you’ll see him around. Tall bear with salt and pepper hair, and a hatred for shirts. No matter how often I suggest he wears a shirt when there are guests around I can’t get him to do it. You’re welcome to use any of the amenities here while you stay. We have a small gym on the back side of the office, the pool is open from ten to ten every day. There’s a trail down this way to the beach.” Truthfully, I was having trouble paying attention to everything he was saying. Watching his round muscular ass move in his tight shorts was hypnotic. The fabric of his shirt clung to the broad v of his torso, sticking slightly to his skin as he started to sweat. We came around one of the last buildings off on the side of the property and walked down a little concrete path. He brought me to the last door with a brass number 12 on it, and unlocked it. The little apartment was cool and inviting. The door opened into the little living room, a fan turning slowly over head, and then led into a kitchen. A hall opened up to the right leading to two bedrooms and a bathroom. It was perfect. “What do you think? Will this do?” “Yes, its… wow! Its so nice!” “Sorry you’re off on the end of the property over here. We’re redoing a few of the units closer to the center, and need to keep the others open if people book them out. To be honest we’re cutting Sarah a bit of a deal on this place so…” he trailed off. “No! Oh my gosh. Its perfect. My college apartment was so small and had four homos stuffed in it.” He laughed, “Four homos stuffed in a small space isn’t all bad.” He let the joke hang in the air for a second, the innuendo crackled for a second. There was something a little different in how he was looking at me now, like he was undressing me with his eyes. I blushed and broke eye contact with him. “Right, well let me know if you need anything.” He moved towards the door, “I’m usually in the office, and if you can’t find me there my cell phone number is on the door. Text me any time, I’ll be happy to help you out with anything you need.” He hadn’t said a single sexual thing, but somehow it all seemed charged. He gave me another smile, and left me in the little apartment feeling hot and unsure of myself. I took a long moment, getting my breathing down, and feeling the flush recede in my cheeks before I went back to the car to get my bags. On my way back, dragging my rolling case behind me, I saw another older man, in his early fifties I guessed. He had close cropped salt and pepper hair, a bushy moustache and dark stubble on his face. He wore low slung basketball shirts and no shirt. He was a little far away for me to be sure but it looked like the thick band of a jockstrap was peeking out from the top of his shorts. My heart thudded in my chest again. From all I could tell the only people at the hotel right now were me and these two older men. We were totally alone and I was experiencing a sexual awakening I didn’t totally understand yet. By the time I got back to the little apartment I was hard as a rock. I pulled the blinds shut and stripped off all of my clothes. Right there in the living room I started to rub my hard cock. I had one hand behind my head, and my eyes closed. I imagined those two men. Jack and Daddy stood there in my imagination. Just as I had seen them that afternoon. Their natural heat and masculinity was all it took and soon I was firing ropes of cum onto the tiled floor. I paused for a moment, catching my breath, and looked at my load. Then I did something I’d never done before. I got down on my hands and knees and licked my semen off of the cool tiles. When I had licked the floor clean I stayed there for a minute, on all fours, with my ass slightly in the air. My cock gave another powerful throb. I was still fucking horny. Of course everyone says that 21 year olds are just horny all the time, and maybe that’s a little bit true, but this was different. I heard Jack calling me Sarah’s boy again. That second word, “boy” seemed to echo in my mind. I moved into the bedroom, not bothering to get dressed. I started to unpack, something to distract myself. I put clothes into drawers, and laid toiletries out in the bathroom. The bed was already made, but I tossed the pillow I’d brought with me onto it, and flopped back still naked. My cock was half hard. It really hadn’t gone down since I had come into the apartment despite the massive load I’d shot. I felt restless. I got back up and paced, then decided I couldn’t stay inside all day, and got out my swim trunks. They weren’t anything spectacular, or really that flattering, just the shortest trunks I could find at a midwestern target. I pulled on a thin tank top, and grabbed my sunglasses. It was somehow even hotter in the afternoon and I felt sweat in my pits almost immediately. I would need more deodorant I thought, or I’d just stink of sweat all the time. I padded back along the narrow concrete path in my flip flops till it turned into stone pavers, leading the way through more vegetation to the beach. It struck me, that with all the plants around no one on the outside could see into the little complex of bungalows, even here on the highly populated island it was totally private. I walked along the sand a little ways but out from under the protection of the palm trees it was just too hot. I found the other inlet through the plants that lead back to the hotel and turned up the path. I made my way between the other bungalows, to the pool. It was deserted. I went in the gate and kicked off my flip flops. The umbrellas around the deck cast long shadows over the edge of the pool and I sat with my feet in the water looking up at the big blue sky. Now, in the quiet, my thoughts finally were a little more quiet and I worried again what I had gotten myself into. I had moved my whole life down here, without really much of a plan. I had my job for right now, but my boss (who had moved back a shortly after we met in my home town and started a new company) was really the only person I knew. Outside of work I had nothing. It was just me in this new place. I had become so lost in my own thoughts that I didn’t hear the gate to the pool open again. I almost jumped out of my skin when a voice broke through my thoughts. “You must be David… shit sorry, didn’t mean to scare ya. I’m Danny.” Here was the other owner. He was still dressed in only basketball shorts and flip flops. Now that he was closer I was certain that the white band sticking above the low waistband of his shorts was that of a bike jock. He was more built than Jack, with pecs that stood out thick and defined from his chest, but still sported a little bit of a gut. He looked like someone who liked working out but liked good food and beer just as much. His whole body seemed to be covered in dark brown hair flecked with gray. Jack hadn’t been kidding when he described Danny as a bear. Maybe it was just that at college I had never been presented with anyone like them, maybe it was something unique to them, but having been faced with these two men they were all I could think about. My eyes drifted down to Danny’s crotch, I couldn’t help myself, and I was convinced I could see the outline of a heavy cock tucked into the pouch of his jock. Heat rose in my cheeks again. “I’m David,” I stammered, so nervous I couldn’t really talk. “But you knew that. Sorry! I’m not normally this…” I stood up to shake his hand, realizing too late that my cock was hard as a rock and pointing straight out. Danny smiled, “Nice to meet you David. It seems like maybe you’re more excited than nervous thought.” He looked down at my straining swim shorts. I quickly tried to cover myself up, muttering an apology. “Don’t apologize. Don’t be sorry about a natural body reaction. It seems like you’ve seen something you like and that’s gotten you excited. Totally normal at your age. Well, totally normal at any age.” He took a step closer. “Jack said you were cute; said you couldn’t keep your eyes off of him.” “I… well… I don’t…” He was even closer to me now. “Its ok. There’s no harm in looking. Something tells me you’re too nervous right now, but when you’re ready you can do more than look if you want. Let me see your phone.” I handed him my cell, he took it and quickly punched a number into it. “I added myself to your contacts. If you decide you’d like to do more than just look… and something tells me you’re going to want to… send me a message. We’ll get you the daddy dick I think you’re starting to crave.” He gave the slightly swollen bulge in his shorts a squeeze and left. I was completely breathless, and now had a wet spot in the front of my shorts. After that I didn’t know what to do. I grabbed my things and went back to my little apartment. I watched TV. I drove out to the grocery store and bought some food. I tried to read a book. No matter what I did thought my mind came back to what Danny had said. My mind came back to his offer of daddy dick. Is that what I wanted? Did I want these two older men to fuck me? Even that first day, after only a few hours, I knew in my heart that was what I wanted. The animal heat that surrounded them both, hearing Jack refer to me as boy… it made me want to be their boy. I was hard again. I stripped off and shot another load onto the floor. This time without hesitation I licked it off of the tiles. My dreams that night were full of Jack and Danny. I heard them calling me boy. I woke up to sun streaming through the window, covered in my own cum and still rock hard. I hadn’t had a wet dream in years, yet I had just blown a load dreaming about these two men. It was 10am, way too early for this sort of thing but I couldn’t help myself. I didn’t want to wait any longer. I took my phone from the bed side table and found Danny’s number. My hands were shaking as I typed out my message: Hey Danny. It’s David. I’ve been thinking about what you said yesterday. I stared at it, and then clicked send. His message came back a minute later: Hey David! I didn’t expect to hear from you so soon. But I’m glad that you messaged me. Remind me, what did I say yesterday that you’ve been thinking about? Did he not remember? No… He wanted me to say it. I typed back: About wanting more than just to look. His response came quickly this time: Anything else boy? There was that word again… boy. My cock throbbed. My dick was definitely doing the thinking now as I responded: Getting me the daddy dick I crave. Good boy: he responded: The first step in getting what you want is saying it proudly. Now the second step is making the effort to get it. I’m not going to push you and I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to do. If you really want it, in an hour meet me at bungalow 4. I didn’t think, I just typed: I’ll be there! This is what will be waiting for you: came his reply followed by a photo of a big thick cock, nestled in a dense bush of pubes. The head was shiny with precum, and seemed to throb with lust even in the still photo. My mouth went dry. College boys did not have cocks like this. I wanted it. Once again I replied with: I will be there! See you in an hour. Good boy. My hands were shaking, my cock was actively leaking precum. There was no chance I wasn’t going to go there. I was so horny in that moment I probably would have said yes to anything he asked. I just had to figure out how to kill the hour. I was getting ready to take a shower when another text from Danny came through: if you haven’t showered already boy, don’t I like my boys sweaty. My cock dropped a big glob of precum onto the floor. I dug out the one jock that I owned. I had purchased it from a sporting goods store back home. I had felt so naughty doing it. When I got home I’d pulled the straps over my ass and jerked myself stupid though. Having my ass exposed like that turned me on. It made me feel sexy and powerful. I found another thin tank top, and the smallest shorts I owned to complete the look. I felt hot looking in the full length mirror. Not super thin, nor built, I had a narrow frame. My light brown hair was cut close and flopped to one side. I had the starts of what I really hope would be a thick pelt of chest hair growing in the center of my chest. I just hoped that Danny thought I was as hot as I felt. I still had fifteen minutes before I was supposed to meet Danny but I decided I didn’t care. I’d just be early. Seeming eager didn’t seem like a bad thing. I slipped into my sandals and walked back towards the center of the property to find bungalow 4. It was tucked back off the pool, with its entrance facing the path to the ocean. It was much more central than my place but still secluded, even if there were other guests on the property I doubted they would notice a boy getting his first taste of daddy dick. With my heart pounding and my cock already at half mast, I knocked on the door. There was no answer. Fuck! I thought. Was this the wrong door? I looked at the messages. No, I was in the right place. I knocked again. Still nothing. I took a couple of deep breaths. Maybe it was just because I was early. I waited a few minutes. Then I lost my resolve and knocked once more. I heard movement inside for the first time and then the door opened. Danny was standing there with a massive grin on his face, wearing only a jockstrap. My eyes must have become the size of dinner plates seeing him like that. “Good job boy,” he said, grabbing me by the shoulder and pulling me inside. “You really want this don’t you?” He grabbed at his crotch and shook his dick at me. “Yes!” “I thought after I didn’t answer the door the first time you might give up… but you didn’t.” “I… um…” “Go on… I told you, you only get the things you ask for.” “I really wanted your daddy dick!” I blurted out all at once. “I know boy. I know, and you’re gonna get it really soon.” “Thank you…” I hesitated and then added, “daddy.” What was I doing, my non horny brain reared up for a second. I was calling this man daddy and thanking him for saying he’d fuck me. At the same time, I decided I didn’t care. It just felt right to say. “You’re a little embarrassed to call me daddy, aren’t you? That’s ok. It felt right when you said it. You liked it. I liked it too boy. We’re going to make each other feel very good.” He closed what little distance there was between us. He seemed to tower over me, and took my chin in his hand. He tilted my face up to his and then kissed me. His moustache tickled my face. I parted my lips immediately and let his tongue into my mouth. He held the back of my head in place and pulled me into him. My body was pressed into his hairy chest. His warm belly against by body made me feel week. I wanted to be enveloped in this man’s body. “Did that feel good boy?” He asked breaking our kiss. “Yes daddy!” “Good! Now listen carefully I’m going to explain how this is going to go.” “Ok!” “I’m going to take things slow with you this afternoon. I’m going to introduce you to man scent, and get you used to sucking my cock. I’m going to open up your hole and eat your sweet little ass till you’re begging me to fuck you. Then I’m going to fuck you till I cum deep inside your hole.” “I’ve only ever fucked with condoms before.” I said, worried that this would disappoint him somehow. “Don’t worry about that boy. Daddy is going to introduce you to the joys of real raw man sex. I’m going to breed you so deep that my load will always be inside of you.” “What about Jack?” “You’re not ready for Jack yet. You may think my dick is big but Jack’s is much thicker than mine. If you make it through everything today, and you still are interested in more daddy dick then you’ll be ready for Jack’s cock.” “I want you both to fuck me,” I was feeling bold. His dirty talk was making it easier for me to let go and just say what I wanted. “In due time boy. Now here’s the last thing. We will stop at any point today. You say the word and we will end it right then. However, once you say stop it is over and you won’t get a second chance at this,” he grabbed his crotch, “understood?” “Yes daddy!” “Good, now take your clothes off.” I was hard as a rock, as I stripped off. My shirt fell to the floor, I kicked my sandals off and shoved my shorts down. “You can keep your jock on. It makes you feel sexy doesn’t it?” I nodded. “Good boy.” He came close to me again. His hands grabbed my waist and he pulled me close. His mouth found mine again and he held onto me as we made out. My skin was now pressed against his. I felt his body hair brushing against my own. One of his big hands slid down to my ass and began to grab at the meat. I moaned into his mouth as he massaged my butt cheek. Involuntarily I felt my back arch, and I pressed my cheeks into his warm rough hands. The hand that wasn’t currently exploring my ass cheeks came up behind my head. He held me in our kiss, controlling which way my head turned and how much I could back off at any time. Very suddenly he broke the kiss, and put his other hand behind his head. He aimed my face at his hairy pit and pushed my nose into the musky thicket. “Breath it in boy, and then lick my pit. I want you to smell and taste daddy.” I did as instructed, I took a deep breath through my nose and felt a rush. His smell was intoxicating. My whole life I had found the smell of a locker room intriguing, until that moment I hadn’t realized it was the musk of sweaty men that I had been responding to all that time. It was like a drug. I sniffed and sniffed. It made me harder and hornier. I stuck out my tongue and tasted the salty sweat that clung to the dense hairs of his pit. “Fuck,” I moaned, as I lapped up the delicious taste. “I know, it turns you on boy. Get deep in there.” He pressed my face into his pit, twisting my head back and forth. His scent was the only thing I could smell. Danny growled and then moved me to his other pit. He didn’t need to push me forward I dove in. I had one hand on his big bulging bicep and the other wrapped around his neck, holding myself close to him. I devoured his sweat. My face was covered in his smell. I felt like I had been marked in some way. “Good boy,” he cooed. “Are you ready for something more?” “Yes!” I looked up from his pit, I my face was slathered with spit. “Get on your knees then. Its time to put that mouth to good use.” I practically feel to my knees. I looked up at him, and he smiled. “You’re sure you want to keep going boy?” “More than anything.” “Good answer.” He grabbed the straining pouch of his jock and pulled it aside. There it was: his perfect cock. The big mushroom head stuck straight out, right at my eye level. A big throbbing vein ran along the top of the thick shaft. Two big low hanging balls swung freely below its base. Surrounding it all was a dense thicket of pubes, the kind you saw in vintage porn, wild and unkept. My mouth was watering. “Open your mouth.” I did as I was told. He smacked his cock against my face leaving smears of precum on my cheeks. Then he flopped it against my open mouth. With one hand holding the root of his cock, and the other on the back of my head, he guided my forward. I’d blown a few guys in college but never anyone with a cock like this. I struggled to swallow him down. Choking and spluttering I worked till my nose was buried in his pubes. My face was red, and my eyes were already starting to water. His pubes smelled even better than his pits did, and I was determined despite everything to get my nose in them. He muttered encouragement, as he held me in place. Just when I thought I couldn’t take it, and my gag reflex couldn’t be suppressed anymore, he pulled my head back and his cock fell from my mouth. I gasped and coughed. “Damn boy! You did good. Now, work the shaft slowly. Lick all along it. Get your tongue in my piss slit. We’ll work you up to really deep throating daddy’s cock.” I did as I was told. I slobbered all over his cock. I slurped the leaking mushroom head, and tongued more precum out of his slit. I gobbled both balls into my mouth. I thrust my nose deep in his pubes. I worshiped him. This perfect cock in front of me had become my whole world. This was already better than any hook up I had had in college. Though I had never known it before, I had a huge thing for older men. I wanted to be their boy. I wanted to make them feel good. Every time Danny groaned it was a little reward for me, proof that I was doing a good job. He let me worship him for a long time. The heat had started to rise in the room, and I could smell the scent of both of us filling it up. My chin was covered in my own spit, and my whole face felt slick. Danny took hold of my head again and pushed his cock deep into my mouth once more. I swallowed hard and this time his cock went down my throat a little easier. It still constricted my airway, and I felt color rising in my cheeks. I held my breath as long as I could. I flicked my tongue around, and pushed myself a little further forward. I gaged. He let me go, and I fell backwards gasping. “That was really good boy. I’m really proud of you.” He squatted down and kissed me. His kiss was more gentle this time, less ravenous and more caring. “Now, I’m going to make you feel good. Come into the other room, get on the bed on all fours.” He helped me up and led me into the other room. I practically leapt onto the bed. On all fours with my ass stuck in the air I positioned myself at the edge of the bed. I had been rimmed before and I had a pretty good idea that that was what was instore for me now. “Fuck you’re eager.” Danny stepped up behind me and rubbed one of my cheeks, “Fresh beautiful boy butt. Your hole is so fucking pretty, pink and tight.” He bit one my butt cheek lightly. “And with just the right amount of hair. Too smooth and it doesn’t feel like you’re fucking a man, but you’ve got these nice furry cheeks. My dick is going to look so good sliding between them. Do you want to keep going boy?” “Yes daddy!” His tongue flicked across my hole. I gasped, and he laughed lightly. Then he did it again. Over and over he slid his tongue across my puckered hole. I relaxed into it and pushed back slightly. I felt my hole open up a little and his tongue pushed inside. He worked his tongue around the sides of my hole, tickling the ridge around it. His teasing was making me moan. With each movement of his tongue I pushed back a little more. It felt amazing. I could feel my hole relaxing, feel it opening. I was hyper aware of every fraction of an inch of his probing. He was getting deeper. Slowly he worked up till he was fucking me with his tongue. He had one hand on each of my cheeks pulling them apart. With each thrust of his tongue I let out a moan. I was panting. I felt sweat on my back. His dick wasn’t even in me and I was absolute putty in his hands. Even with how good it felt I surprised myself when I shouted out, “Please daddy! Please fuck me!” He took his mouth off of my hole. “Is that what you want boy? You want this big daddy dick in your hole.” “Yes! Please… please fuck me!” “You remember what I said earlier boy? I only fuck raw. If I fuck you I’m going to breed you. I’m going to pump you full of my cum. Is that what you want?” “Yes daddy.” “No, you have to say it. You only get things you want when you say them out loud.” “I want you to fuck me…” I hesitated and then, “and breed me. I want you to breed me! Please!” “Good boy! Roll over on your back. I’m going to look you in the eyes while I fuck you.” I flipped onto my back and grabbed my ankles. I pulled my legs up, presenting my hole to him again and said, “Please, please, please fuck me.” “Don’t worry boy. You’re going to get lots of daddy dick. Once Jack and I have broken you in you’ll get all the daddy dick you could ever want.” He spit into his hand and smeared it on his cock head. Then his head was against my hole and he was leaning over me. His belly was on my balls. He seemed to loom over me, seemingly larger and more powerful than ever. His cock pushed against my still tight ring with a slow and steady pressure. The anticipation made my heart flutter and a wild electric sexual energy crackled between us. I stared right into his eyes as he pushed a little harder till suddenly my hole gave way and his cock head sunk inside me. It was like all the wind had been knocked out of me. For a long moment I couldn’t breathe. A wave of pleasure so overwhelming and intense had crashed over me when he broke past my sphincter that it was like my mind rebooted. He stayed there for a moment, telling me what a good job I was doing as my breathing calmed down. He lent even further forward, pinning my legs to my chest as kissed me. While I was distracted by his invading tongue he pressed forward with his cock. Another few inches slid inside me. I was more full than I had ever been before. Danny was absolutely the fattest cock I had ever had. It was heaven. “That feels so good daddy.” “That’s only half my cock boy. Take a deep breath and let it out when I tell you.” I breathed in deep through my nose, and held it. He gave me a peck and said, “breath out slowly.” As I let the air out of my lungs he pressed onward and I felt his pubes on my ass. “Oh god!” I said. “That’s right. That’s what it feels like to be full of daddy dick.” “It feels amazing.” “You still want me to fuck you?” “Yes!” “And what else?” “I want you to breed me! Cum inside of me daddy! Fuck me!” “As you wish.” He pulled his cock back slowly and then rocked forward again. I groaned and my eyes rolled back. He did it again, and again, and again. Slowly he built up the pace. The hot, sweat scented room, was steadily filled with the sound of fucking. His thighs smacking against my ass as he ravaged my hole. I was putty in his hands. I would have done anything for him. All that I could think about was how good his cock felt, how much I liked being fucked by him, how much I liked being used by a daddy. He slid one arm under my back, his cock still lodged deep inside of me and rolled to the side. I was dragged over with him, landing on top of him, his cock never leaving my ass. Without prompting I started to ride him. My hands gripped his furry pecs. I let the wander, enjoying his hair covered body. He looked so masculine and powerful laying there. I bounced up and down on his dick, driving it deep inside me. “You’re doing amazing boy. You’re making daddy’s dick feel so good!” “Thank you daddy! Getting fucked has never felt this amazing! Its so fucking good. You feel so deep.” “That’s what raw daddy dick can do for you boy. Its how men were meant to fuck. You’re just experiencing real man sex for the first time.” “I never want it any other way again!” He grabbed me by the neck and pulled me down into a wet passionate kiss. Our tongues wrestled as his dick was thrust up into me. When he released me he said, “Ok boy. This is your last off ramp. I’m getting close to filling your hole with my cum. Once I do you’re committing to getting fucked by Jack at least once, because if I’ve bred a hole he as to. Are you ready for that? Is that what you want?” “Fuck yes! Fucking breed me!” “Good answer.” He flipped us back over so he was on top of me again. This time he was really hammering me. Sweat dripped off of him onto my body. I licked at the drop that fell on my lips. He growled when he saw me do that. His face started to contort, and his breath came in deep grunted bursts. It felt like his dick was made of steel. Then he let out this roar and tossed his head back. He thrust his cock forward as he did and jammed it past my second hole causing me to shout. He held himself there, his cock throbbing and pulsing as it pumped what felt like a river of cum into my guts. As he did my own cock gave a powerful throb and shot cum all over both of our stomachs. Danny collapsed forward onto me, muttering, “Good boy. I’m proud of you,” as he did. My heart was pounding even as my breathing leveled out again. I had done it. I had taken Danny’s cock and he had bred me. For the first time in my life my ass was full of a man’s semen. It was incredible. I felt more attractive and sexual that I ever had before. Despite just having shot my load all over both of us I was still hard, and a little trickle of precum was dripping from my dick. “Thank you,” I said and kissed his cheek. “How do you feel?” He pushed himself up on his elbows so his face was above mine again. “Fucking amazing. Nothing has ever felt that good. I feel… I feel slutty.” “Do you like feeling slutty?” “I love it!” “Good. I like my boys slutty.” “Am I your boy?” I could hear the hope in my voice. I didn’t know till right then that that was what I wanted, but once I heard it it was all I could imagine for myself. “Is that what you want?” “Yes daddy!” “You’re learning. Well you’re not my boy just yet, but you’re off to a good start. In order for me to call you my boy you’ll have to first take Jack’s cock. Then we’ll see if you’re ready.” “OK!” “Now, just like with my you’ll get lots of opportunities to stop with Jack if you want to. We don’t want you doing anything you’re not one hundred percent sure on. Right now I’m sure if I asked you if you were ready for Jack to fuck you you’d say yes. But I also know you’re full of hormones and post fuck glow. So… you’re gonna wait. I’ve given your number to Jack and in a little while he’ll text you and see if you’re still interested. If you are the two of you will go from there.” “Will you be there?” “Not the first time. The first time is about the two of you bonding.” “Thank you daddy!” I kissed him hard on the mouth. He got up off the bed. “God you’re fucking sexy.” As he tucked his now softened cock back into his jock he said, “Oh, by the way, for the next week there are no other guests here. Its just the three of us. So feel free to… well… walk around in as little or as much clothing as you want.” He bent forward and kissed me again. “I’m going to go tell Jack about you. Relax. You can hang out here, or back at yours. He’ll text you in an hour or so.” One more kiss and a longing look and he was gone.

I had been at the local gay pub here in Brisbane in wickham terrace, if you know you know. I had been heavily drinking due to a recent breakup, was feeling very unloved and needy at the time. I was living with a good mate, we had an amazing apartment, cheap, in the heart of the city and close to the SOP and gay drinking spot. So hookups was easily arranged, my housemate and I were pretty open and never stopped each other from having fun. This particular weekend however he had family and friends staying over and having a party. Not wanting to be a burdon I took myself to the watering hole and got my self stupidly drunk. Half way through the drinking fest I decided to head back home and grab my other pack of ciggeretes rather than wasting money on another pack. Walking up the street more so stumbling I stop to catch my breath. At 29 years old I was a stocky guy, medium hairy, small cut cock big nuts, was more a bottom and generally wearing a jockstrap 99.99 % of the time these days. Stopping near a empty car parking lot I hear someone say “come over” standing still as I try to determine if I actually heard someone or it was my imagination. “Yeah you mate, come here” the gruff voice spoke again. Without any concern for my own safety I walk into the not so well lit carpark and as I turn I see a scruffy hairy guy on the concrete garden wall staring at me. Looking at him I instantly could tell he was homeless, had his bag beside him, dirty clothes, scruffy beard and I could smell piss, stale cum and booze on him. “Got a smoke mate?” He looks at me as I fumble and go to get my last cig for him, I move closer and as I am about to hand it to him, he reaches out and starts rubbing my crotch as he grins at me. Smiling at him, he goes for my zipper and pulls it down as he unbuttons me and drops my jeans, he moves forward and pulls my jockstrap to the side as he places his mouth around my soft cock as it starts to hardon. Moaning I let him suck me as I rub my hand through his greasy hair as I start humping his mouth as he sucks harder. Grunting as I feel him tug at my nuts almost blowing my load I can feel my precum leaking hard. Looking down he is unzipping himself and pulls out this thick hard at least 8 inches uncut and very hairy prick. He stops sucking as he leans back and strokes his cock. Without thinking I get down on my knees and can smell his ripe cheesy cock right away. I get my mouth on his cock and start licking under his foreskin as he grunts as he takes the cigerette I dropped beside him and lights up. Sucking on his overhang of skin as I clean his greasy cock, grunting as I feel him swell and thicken. I start bobbing up and down getting him harder. I don’t know how long I was sucking him for but I was starting to feel my drunk buzz wear off and became more aware of what I was doing and could be begging for trouble. As if he was aware he produced a bottle of cheap vodka and told me to drink, pulling off his meaty cock I took the bottle and took a swig grimicing at the harsh cheap sting the alcohol hitting back of my throat. “Take another hit” he grins as he strokes my hard little cock. Taking another swig, followed by another as he takes the bottle from me, I feel that buzz kicking back in as he moves me into a position on my knees over the brick wall. Feeling him behind me I giggle as I feel his thick cock between my chubby arse cheeks. “Do you have a rubber” I moan, he grunts and says sure, I hear him behind me as he opens a package and hear that familiar rubbber snap as he moves his cock back between my cheeks, I reach behind me to check and feel the rubber over his cock “I got it on pig fucking hell” he grunts, I place my hand back on the wall for stablity. I hear him spit on his cock as it hits my tight hole. He pushes as I grunt “Shuttup or we will get caught, stupid fuck” he harshly whispers at me as I put my hand over my mouth as he forces himself in me, straining I can feel the pop as his engorged head slides inside my tight hole. Not been fucked for a few months really bought tears to my eyes as he pushed in more, forcing his cock inch by inch as I start to shake. “Fuckkkk stop please your too big” I whimper softly. Knowing he heard me but chose to ignore my pitiful plea as he grabbed my hips and shoved in harder slamming deep in me as his nuts hit mine. He grunt and starts fucking, not getting any chance to accept his thickness, he pounds away at my hole. The grunting turning me on. He fucks harder and faster, biting down on my hand as I whine and grunt with each thrust that he gives me. I feel him slam deep and shudder as he is cumming, sweat dripping off him onto me all I can smell is his sweaty scent. He pulls out and rips the rubber off and throws it into the darkness. He sits back breathing heavily as he clicks his fingers and points to his cock I get down and take him back in my mouth, tasting his strong thick cum as I feel his cock head throb and more cum leaks out as I greedily suck it from his cock and swallow it… Tasting metalic too but definite can taste myself on his cock thinking it strange as he was rubbered up. Tapping me on the head telling me to stop he sighs as I release his cock. “Thanks needed that” he grins at me. “Anytime” I stay there on my knees still half naked hoping his was gunna finish me off, but he grabbed his pants and pulled on the cord and did himself up as he finished the smoke, asking me if I had any more and told him I was on my way back to get another pack and go back to drinking. Telling me he was spending the night here and to go get him some and he would see about fucking me again if I was interested. Thinking about it, and it cudda been the alcohol or just the sheer need of wanting to be wanted even if just my hole to get off. I said he could crash in my secure parking, I had my own car park space that was secure from the rest of parking with its own pull down door so was private. Without a response he grabbed his back and said lead the way, pulling my pants up I take him up the road and lead him down the car park entrance as I put my code in as the door opens he follows me closly. Walking down the concrete hallway I get to my door and open the roller door as he walks inside and I mention I have a cot set up at the back I usually come down here to get away from the housemate and have my own space, toys and lube my laptop is there with porn on it. Grinning at me he drops his bag and starts to get naked as he gets to his underwear and looks at me and asks if I want another fucking, grinning I start to strip and get down on all fours over the cot as I feel him behind me rubbing my hole. He mentions he hasn’t any more rubbers and I don’t have any he says “I could just fuck you raw, I promise I wont cum in you” my head in two places as I simply nod and confirm “you wont cum in me??” Nodding he spits on his cock and I notice it slides in easier this time, I feel very wet all of a sudden, grunting as he slides in deep hearing him sigh as he starts fucking me in a steady rythem, “Once I cum it takes me a while to cum again” hr groans as he keeps fucking, I push back as I enjoy the senstion of letting him fuck me raw, the thought of him raw turning me on. He continually spits on his cock and keeps me lubed up. We mustve been fucking for at least 30 mins and at about that mark I feel him shudder as he slides in deep and takes a minute. “Are you ok?” I mention as I feel his cock throb in me as he moans softly. “Yeah pig just catching my breath” he starts fucking again, I feel very wet and can feel something dripping down my hole down my legs, putting it down to spit and sweat I push back, another 15 mins later he stops and sighs again as he calls me a dirty pig as his cock throbs, telling me to be still or he will cum… few minutes later he starts fucking again this time harder and rougher making me whimper as he snarls at me. “Dirty fucking faggot taking my nasty homeless cock, I wanna blow my load in ya guts pigs, where do you want my nasty fucking homeless load you faggot?” He growls. Thinking he is roleplaying I push back and beg him to cum, “fuck me harder, fuck this faggot, blow your load all over my hole or my face” grunting as I feel his speed pick up. “Beg me to dump it in you pig” hr grunts as he spits on my face. Confused and starting to feel my hole tense up shooting pains down my legs “please, don’t cum in me… cum on my face or down my throat” whimpering “Yeah you want my load in ya don’t ya faggot” he grunts as he slams deeper “No, not in me please” I whimper as I try to pull forward Hearing him growl as he slams forward and strains as I feel his cock throb in me yet again as he growls “yeahhhhh take my nasty homeless load faggot fuckkk yeahhhhhhhh” he cooes. He lets go of me as he pulls out, I turn around shocked he looks at me and says “fuck that was hot” he grins. “You said you wouldn’t cum in me” I say shakily as I go to stand up. “Sorry I couldn’t help myself, you felt so good and I just lost control, how about you go up grab the smokes and come back and have a drink and get more aqauntied with my cock pig” he smiles Looking at him, he looked ok, so I grabbed my jeans and pulled them up, leaving him in the garage I go up the elevator to my floor, opening up to loud music and a few people I didn’t know. There were a few of the bears from the bar I had been drinking at. Smiling at me as I return the smiles and nod my head as I beeline it towards my room, grabbing a drink along the way and quenching my parched throat to the sweet nector of the drink. Pushing my way into my room as I close the door halfway as I go searching for my stash. Looking around I don’t notice as one of the guys come in. He coughs slightly and says eveing to me as I turn around shocked and startled. Grinning at me I ease as I return the evening and ask him if he is having fun. “I was having fun shame as I was looking for you at the bar but you had disappeared that was over an hour ago, where did you wonder off too, givin ive just seen you come back here now and been here for a while myself” he mentions as he steps closer. “I stopped and got some air and kinda hooked up” I grin as I blush at him. “Hooked up hey…… wouldn’t have been with that homeless guy in the parking lot on the way here would it” he smirks at me, shocked as I blushed harder as he steps up to me and pushes his hand down the back of jeans as he touches my wet arse. “Ohhh and he loaded ya too did he” he grunts as he slips his finger inside me as I reach out and grab his furry arm to steady myself as I whimper “He did, he fucked me a few times but came in me once…. By accident” I whimper as he undoes my belt and button and pulls my zipper down. “Accident… sure…. He probably blew in you more than the once, he is known for that” he grins as he fingers my sloppy hole harder as he manuvures me over the bed on all fours as I hear him unzip himself. “No need for a rubber then if he has already bred ya is there pig? He looks down at me as I look behind and see a fat uncut 7 inch thicker than the homeless cock protruding out his fly. Rubbing his cock over my arse I whimper as he pushes forward he reaches down and places his hand over my mouth as he thrusts his hips forward hard as his cock lodges and splits me open. Muffled screaming into his hand it didn’t take long for my arse to stretch and the pain gave way to pleasure as he started fucking me. Grunting and gruffing as he sweated over me pushing his cock deeper inside me. The door opened and in walked another guy I remembered from the bar, he closed the door and locked it behind me as he sauntered over to the bed and unzipped himself as he crawled up onto the bed and presented me with his 6 inch fat thick cock cock hairy half way up his cock a thick bush at the base and so sweaty he pushes his cock on my lips as I open and he rams his cock in me. They start talking to each other so casual as if I werent there being dicked by em on my bed with a group of people right outside the door. “You heading out after this to the next party Chav?” The guy behind me fucking me spoke to the one down my throat. “Yeah, gunna see Dave and the others and decide what to do from there, prob head to the Den and loose another load if I feel up for it, by the way your doing him raw? The guy down my throat spoke back. “Yeah doing him raw, you know Baz the homeless guy he has already dumped a load, well prob a few knowing him, so no need for rubbers now who knows what he has right” the guy fucking me replies as he picks up and starts fucking hard, feeling his heavy nuts slap mine as I listen to the conversation and break out in a cold sweat worrying myself. “Awwww yeah im gunna nut in him, you can fuck him after im done bud” as he grabs my hips and digs his fingers into my hips and pulls me back on his cock as he lodges himself in me, feeling his throbbing cock at my 2nd entrance pumping his batter inside me. My muffled groans as I gag on the guys cock as I feel the guys load pump inside my guts. He withdraws as he walks around to the side of the bed as the guy pulls out my mouth and moves behind me. I get the cum coated cock shoved in my mouth as he tells me to clean him up as his mate slides easily into my cum coated arse. “Fuck he is wet, I bet the guy blew a few loads in him now your load fuck it feels good. Not gunna last long will add my nasty load and we can bail” the guy who had just face fucked me and now pumping away at my arse. I suck the guys cock cleaning his greasy cum covered prick as he sneers at me. “Yeah you dirty fuck, guess there really isnt a need to wear rubbers anymore, you let a homeless guy fuck you you pig who knows what the fuck he has” he leers at me as I shudder as I feel his mate grinding harder at my arse as he starts groaning feeling him push harder into me as he unloads. The cock slides out my mouth and my arse at the same time, groaning as I collapse on the bed panting. Watching them pull their pants up and ignore me as they leave the room talking about their next plans for the night. The door quietly half closes. Its only a few minutes and this fat chubby older guy would have been about 55 yrs old comes in and closes and locks the door as he looks at me, im half dozing so I smile and mumble something not even trying to cover up. He grabs a cup that was on my night table something alcoholic as he passes it to me and tells me to drink it all. Happily gulping down the mixture as I feel him move behind me. “They did you raw?” He asks as his thick finger slightly grazes my cummy tender hole, shuddering as I nod. “Its been so long since ive fucked raw, not many let me these days” he almost whispers as I watch him with his other hand move his zipper down as he slides his fingers inside his zipper and starts playing with himself. Without speaking I spread my legs and stay face down, the alcohol kicking back in as my head spins. I hear him drop his pants as he gets on top and I feel his thick cock force inside me as I gasp. “Fuck yeah you pig, let daddy inside you. Naughty faggot son letting those men breed you, you know they aint clean right. Your chute filled with nasty dirty seed and now letting daddy knock you up with his bugged cock” he growls as he grinds his hips and starts hitting that spot as I grown and push my arse back to meet his thrusts. Grunting on top of me, he gives me a good few minutes of solid fucking. Suddenly he moans a really deep gutteral groan and I can feel his cock throbbing as he unloads. Once done he pulls out and pulls his pants back on as he walks around my side I see the tattoo just above his pubic bone as he tucks his shirt in of a bio hazard symbol with a scorpian over the symbol. He pats my head and tells me Im a good pig for letting him nut in me but I shouldve gotten him to rubber up, however he is grateful I didn’t. Smiling at me he takes his leave. Looking at the clock, I realise ive been up here for almost an hour and taken 3 raw loads and almost forgot about the homelss guy. I reach for my clothes as I dress myself groaning as I feel the cum leak out of me. I grab the smokes and slip out of my unit to the elevators and back down to the garage. I walk into my unit and I hear talking and walk in on the homeless guy who fucked me and two other hairy scruffy older blocks, sitting there in their sweaty jocks obviosly waiting for me.. One of them speaks “Finally he is here. I get to go first” he states as he looks at me. What Have I gotten myself into? I start trembling……

I turned 18 a few weeks ago. Graduated high school and now I was trying to occupy my summer with what to do until college started in the spring. My dad figured I needed community service work to help my résumé. So he suggested that I give some assistance to Mr. Wilson, the man who lives on our block. Apparently he was living with late stage AIDS and was having a hard time taking care of things around the house. I was planning on studying to become a nurse so it sounded like good practice. Mr. Wilson didn’t require anything too crazy. Just some general clean up around the house. When I arrived he greeted me at the door “Welcome Nick. Thanks for coming by. Come in.” He was in his late 60s early 70s. Pale, bald, thin and gaunt in the face, thin arms and legs, with a potbelly. He guided me in to his living room. His house was a bit of a mess. A lot of laundry magazines and dishes everywhere. It looked like it would take a little bit more effort to clean up than I thought. But it didn’t seem very bad. “So what would you like me to start with first Mr. Wilson?“ “Oh just anywhere you like. I’ve let the place go quite a bit. I haven’t had much energy these days understandably.“ I understood. I figured he was having a hard time what was his condition. So I started picking up dishes left about. And washed them. I cleaned up the kitchen and went to pick up the clothes laying about. Some of his underwear and socks had a distinctive smell coming from them like a mix of body odor and something slightly fishy? I was in the laundry room sorting his clothes. Separating the colors and the whites. When I held his underwear in my hand I felt around the crotch area and it felt strangely hard. I reached on the inside of them and felt something dry on the inside of the crotch area. It took me a second but then I realized what it was and quickly put them in the washer. “So what do you plan on doing after the summer?“ Mr. Wilson was watching me sort the clothes. “Oh I plan on going to school and studying to be a nurse.“ “Fantastic, I could possibly hire you to take care of me full-time. That is if I last that long.“ “You seem healthy enough sir I’m sure you’ll be fine.“ “Oh that’s kind of you to say. But the disease has took its toll on me quite a bit. It’s running rampant in me, more so than it seems on the surface.“ “Well I would be happy to help you with whatever you need. It would be good training for me.“ Mr. Wilson smiled. “Becoming the nurse is serious stuff. You have to do all sorts of things. Manage medication‘s, IVs, sponge baths for those who can’t manage.” “Oh it will be no trouble for me at all sir. I like to help people, and taking care of the sick and elderly seems like a good calling.“ “Yes it is very noble. i’m glad I can give you experience. Say young lad, since you’ll need the training anyway, would you mind helping me with a sponge bath? It gets difficult for me moving around.“ I was taken aback by that request a little bit. It’s not what I was expected to do to help him with. But he was right, I will need to do these sorts of things if I am going to become a nurse. “Oh um sure. I’ll just finish up with the clothes and I’ll see you, where?” “In my bedroom. It’ll be easier if I am laying down in bed.“ Yeah I guess that made sense. Where else would you do it? I finished with the laundry and gathered what I needed for cleaning up Mr. Wilson. Bucket of hot soapy water, a couple of rags. I met him in his room, and he was naked on the bed. I had to admit it was a little shocking being alone in a room with a naked man. As I got to work on Mr. Wilson. I was running the rag up and down his legs trying to be a diligent caregiver. I ran my rag up his thigh and got close to his crotch area. I wasn’t sure what to do once I got there. “You should clean that area as well Nick. It’s all part of normal nurse work.“ I put the rag on his penis and started wiping it clean. Going around his balls and underneath his shaft. As I was cleaning him he was getting an erection. It was large, very large “Oh it looks like you’ve awoken some thing. Never mind that. It happens when it receives any stimulation. I am human after all. So I do have urges.“ “Right. I understand.” I wiped his erect penis up-and-down a couple of times. Mr. Wilson was looking at me. “I’ve never seen one that big before.” “11.5 inches my boy. Trust me I have satisfied many men in my days, and unfortunately perforated a few.“ That made me blush. That type of talk seemed a little bit too lewd for this situation. “You should clean underneath the foreskin as well.“ “How do I do that?“ “Well young man.“ Mr. Wilson sat upright. “You should hold the shaft and peel the foreskin back. You can clean me more efficiently that way. It’s important to clean under there you know. Here, I’ll make it easier for you.“ Mr. Wilson stood up and put his hands on my shoulders pushing me down to my knees. His erect cock was now staring directly at me, The head of his dick peering through the forskin. “Now young lad. Take your hand and grab my penis.“ So I brought my hand up and gripped his dick. “Now take your other hand and wrap it around my cock head and pull back on it.“ I reached my other hand and did as instructed. I pulled back his foreskin and his mushroom head cock was staring at me fully exposed. Even with both my hands gripping his shaft there was still plenty my hands couldn’t cover. The thought occurred to me that I was now on my knees gripping onto Mr. Wilson’s penis with both hands. I was getting nervous and for a moment I forgot what to do. “Well? Are you forgetting something?“ “Oh right! The rag.” The rag was on the floor by Mr. Wilson’s feet. I let go of his penis and bent down to pick it up. Mr. Wilson squatting down at the same time. “Let me help you with that.” Both our hands met as we reached for the rag. In the awkwardness of it I grabbed the rag and we both got up. But in both of our maneuvers Mr. Wilson’s penis slapped my forehead and slid down my face as I motioned my head up. “Oh no I’m so sorry!“ I pulled my head away completely embarrassed. “Don’t be sorry it was just a little bump. It’s just a penis, it won’t hurt you.“ I brushed off the incident and I wrapped the rag around his penis and started stroking it to get it clean. “Oh yeah, that’s a good technique. You’ll get it nice and clean that way.“ I only stroked it a few times. I wasn’t trying to stimulate him, but this seemed like the only way to properly wash him. Once I was done I instructed him to lay back down on the bed and I continued to give him a bath. Cleaning the rest of him. It went without further incident. I continued to clean his bedroom. Mr. Wilson watching me and helping me organize some of his things. He didn’t put his clothes back on, he remained naked and his large penis still rockhard. “You don’t mind me walking around all naturale do you? I find it more comfortable this way.” I didn’t want to be rude. After all I am training to be a caregiver so I had to put his needs first. “Of course. It’s your house you can do whatever you like.“ I assured him with a smile. Deep down I was uncomfortable with it. I was picking up things here and there. I came across a box of magazines, they were porno magazines. “Oh don’t mind those. Just something to get me off when I need to. Here let me show you my favorite one.“ He took out a particular magazine and flipped to a page. He revealed photos of an older man who looked similar to him bareback fucking a young 18 or 19 year old who looked similar to me. I didn’t want to be rude, but I also didn’t want to look at his porn. “Oh that looks pretty wild.“ “Indeed. This sort of thing really gets me boned up.“ He was now stroking his cock next to me. He was looking at me a little sad. “Hey Nick, do you think you could do me a big favor?“ “What is it?“ “Do you think you could help me get off? It’s been so long since I’ve been in the presence of such a handsome young man like you. I would really appreciate it.“ “I don’t think I can do that. It wouldn’t be appropriate.“ “Relax my boy. You’re just helping out an old man like you were meant to you when you came here, isn’t that right? Please I assure you you will be totally fine I just want to see your ass while I rub one out.“ I wasn’t sure what to do in the situation. I wanted to be helpful, I wanted to help him with his needs. But I didn’t think that I could do something like that. But he was such a lonely man. I figured it might be OK as long as he’s just jacking off and nothing more comes of it. “Do you promise not to tell anyone?” “Absolutely. I will take it to the grave with me.” “Uh, okay, as long as we are safe. What do you need me to do?“ “Splendid! Well first takeoff all your clothes and lay face down on my bed. I want to see that beautiful body of yours.“ I slowly strip down and climbed onto his bed laying down like he asked. Mr. Wilson climbed on the bed and got on top of me straddling my thighs, his dick slapping my ass crack. “Hey! What are-“ “Relax Nick. I’m just getting a good look at your ass. Now just lay there and let this old man enjoy the sight of you.” This felt like a very compromising position, but I assumed that it would all be over fairly soon. Mr. Wilson was stroking his cock with one hand while rubbing my butt cheeks with the other. “Yeah, that is such a beautiful ass of yours, I would so love to dig my cock in there.“ “Please don’t joke like that sir. You have aids remember?“ “Of course, how can I forget? I have a very high viral load. And I haven’t gotten off in quite a few days. And theoretically if I did fuck that beautiful tight ass of yours, you would definitely get what I have he he.” That type of verbal treatment was very unsettling. But he was a lonely old man, I figured I would let him say what he wanted and blow a load out. He slapped his cock against my ass few times. My God it was so big. But while he rubbed his cock against my ass cheeks, he wasn’t stroking it. It seemed like he was dragging it out. “Hey there Nick I’m having a hard time getting off. Do you think you could let me grind my tip against your hole a little bit? I won’t penetrate, I just want to hump a little. It would definitely help me shoot.“ “Isn’t that pushing things little too far? What if it goes inside?“ “Nonsense. We don’t have any lube and you’re so young and tight there’s no way it will go in. You’ll be perfectly safe. Please?“ I was very hesitant. Things were escalating a little. But theoretically what he said seemed completely safe. As long as it didn’t actually go inside me then there wasn’t any risk. “O-okay. But just humping on the outside OK?“ “Of course! Now get on your hands and knees doggy style for me.“ We repositioned and I got on my knees. Mr. Wilson spread my cheeks and start slapping his cock against my ass hole. He swirled his tip around it and then positioned it right at the center of my ring. He put his hands on my hips and started rocking his hips back-and-forth. “Ah yes this feels much better, you’re smooth little pucker is doing the trick.“ his humping wasn’t too hard. He was staying outside of me like he assured me. I was able to relax and let him have his fun. He was rubbing my ass cheeks and feeling up my back as his hips rocks into me. I could feel my asshole being pushed with each thrust. It felt kind of good. Especially with such a monstrously huge cock. Then I felt something. My asshole was getting wet. Mr. Wilson was leaking pre out of his dick. His thrusting was still relatively tame so it didn’t seem like it was all that bad but I was getting a little worried about my hole getting lubed up. “Oh yeah thats better. I can feel myself leaking.” His humping started getting harder. I felt my ass hole getting hit roughly by his dick. I kept myself clenched but Mr. Wilson was getting more enthusiastic. As his movements became stronger and his cock leaked more I could feel his tip starting to part my ass. It felt like it was slowly digging into me. “Mr. Wilson you should be careful. I think you’re starting to go in.“ “Nonsense boy. I’m still completely outside of you. My wet cock head is just kissing you. Don’t be afraid to have your hole kiss it back.“ “Are you getting close yet?” “I’m building up to it. Why? Do you want it to end now? Doesn’t my cock feel good?” “It feels great sir. You have a wonderful cock. You just need to careful is all.” The more he humped my hole the more the tip started digging in. At this point his tip was halfway into my ring. His hands were exploring my body as his hips kept grinding forward. “Ow, that’s starting to go a little too far. You should ease up“ “it’s fine. Just enjoy my cock. Young men like you should be lucky to have experienced old men like me show you how good you can feel with your ass. Besides, I can tell your ass is very inexperienced. It’s gonna take a lot more than what I’m doing to penetrate you. For example if I were to jam forward like this!” As Mr. Wilson’s tip was halfway in my ring, he jammed his hips forward and his head popped inside of me. He then quickly pulled out and continued his humping, not easing up on the force though. “OUCH! That went in!” It hurt when he popped inside of me. It was true that I’ve had very little experience with sex. So the pain of his initial entry shot through me. “Well so it did. Oops, it’s all right I will try to stay out of you.” My ass felt vulnerable after that initial plunge. I was having a really hard time keeping him out of me. His thrusting unrelenting. Then I felt his cock head pop into me again and then right back out. “Oof. That feels good.“ “Sir you shouldn’t do that!“ his thrusting continued. With the way my hole was getting wet from his cock. It felt like every fifth or sixth thrust his cock head entered me again. Then every second or third thrust it entered. Then Mr. Lewis picked up a piece of ramming his cock head in and out of my hole constantly. “Don’t worry about all this Nick. It’s just popping in to say hello. Your ass is really inviting.“ The feeling of his cock head going in and out of my ring was horrifying yet felt good at the same time. But still I wanted him to stop and continue with grinding my hole just from the outside. “Sir please it’s going inside me!” “That’s not going inside of you, this is going inside of you.“ Mr. Wilson then thrust into his cock in my ass, sliding in what felt like 5 or 6 inches and then pulled out and continued with the tip of his cock going in and out. “Ow! That was too deep!” “See that was going inside of you. This is just the entrance. Now just focus on how good my cock is.. I’m getting close.” “Oh God, you’ll cum outside right?“ “Sure, sure. let me Focus on your beautiful ass.” Mr. Wilson was now wrapping his arms around my torso. I felt his cock starting to dig in deeper. He wasn’t just fucking me with the tip anymore. He was sliding at least half his cock in me, like previously. “Oh fuck this is so much better, the inside of your colon is definitely working my cock up to an eruption!” “Sir please pull out! That’s too far!“ The cock going up my ass is starting to drive me crazy. I couldn’t deny that it was probably the best fucking I have ever felt in my life. But I knew exactly what kind of cock was inside of me. A poz cock, and not just a poz cock, a full-blown AIDS cock. “Just a moment kid. I’m so close! Please just focus on squeezing that ass on this dirty cock. Work this load out of me!” Suddenly he started slamming his cock all the way in and out. I felt the full length of his 11 1/2 inch dick pulverizing my insides. Every time he went balls deep it felt like I was getting stabbed on the inside causing pleasure as he passed over my prostate and pain as he slid far past that. “Sir! What are you doing!? This is too much! Ouch! It hurts!” The ball slapping fucks were relentless. His pace started to quicken rapidly. His body trembling. “Just hold out a little longer Nick! You’re such a good boy! I’m going to reward my good boy by shooting AIDS poison in you! Fuck! I’m about to create a partner in hospice in just few more-“ he now let his body collapse onto me. His cock furiously slamming down into me. “AAAAAGH FUCK!” His cock started violently spasming deep inside. I could feel blast after blast of his toxic cum shooting into me. And it had a bit of a sting to it to due to have roughly he fucked me on the inside, almost like acid. “Ahhhhh. That was good Nick. Such a wonderful ass.” I was in shock. I couldn’t speak. Mr. Wilson slowly got up. His long cock pulling out. “Oops, little bit of blood on my cock. Guess I tore you up in there. It happens to almost all they guys I fuck.” My ass hurt. I could barely get up. I slowly got my close on while Mr. Wilson stayed nude. “Well then. Now that I was able to get off, you can continue your work.” I looked at him as if he was crazy. How could I work after what he did? But there’s no way I could leave, if I did I’d be terrified of him telling anyone what happened. So I swallowed my pride and got back to cleaning his house.

Brian! You okay?” Was the only thing I could think of as the robed figure pushed what I could only assume was his hard penis inside my ass. Okay… maybe it came out more like ‘UNNMGGGHHHHH, BBBBBBRRRR….GIUUIUUNNNCHHHHGH, FUUUUUUCCCKKKK.’ My face was pressed (not voluntarily) against the bench back. “Relax, Penitent”. The gruff voice said. “Mmmmmm, It hurts……. “ I cried. It was a long whelping cry, after the first raging painful grunting negation. “That’s the punishment. This is the sin. Do you accept the sin of your brother?” The voice asked. A familiar voice. A comforting voice. “Yes. Yes. YES! I ACCEPT YOUR SIN.” I said, gasping. I know it was Brian’s dad. I would take his sin. I wanted his sin. His sin was worth carrying. “All of my sin? Will you take it? Will you bear it?” He said, gruffly. “Yes, sir I will take your sin. Please, Let me carry your sin.” I said as his thick girth stretched my virgin asshole. I would do this for Brian’s dad, as much as it hurt, gladly, no matter what it cost me. As a man, it was my duty to take this sin inside. I would carry it in my dirty bottom until I could rid myself of it. Brian’s dad grunted and thrust inside my unsullied 18 year old hole because my purity let him dispel the concentrated sin he had built up during his life. I could wipe him clean. For me, an 18 year old virgin without sin, I could take the burden. “Please! Give me your sin! I will take it!” I grunted out to him as he painfully broke inside my virgin hole. “My sin is dirty” He cried, and he sounded bereft. “You are pure, and I don’t know if I can make you carry it.” He said, almost crying, still thrusting up inside of me. Our act was a sin in itself, but I know that’s what this ceremony was intended to contain. If we must sin, let us make sure we keep it among those who can bear it, and release it to Christ. Wow. Brian’s dad had a big penis… a big cock.. Oh Lord forgive me, it hurt. It was so big. It tore my virgin hole, and I knew I must be bleeding even as he used my blood as a lubricant to thrust up deep into my most intimate depths, but he would not be denied, and I would not deny him this opportunity to release the sin he carried. And so I relaxed into the pain, the invasion, the indefensible battering of his brutal thick manhood, letting him take me from behind as I remained pinnned on the upright workout bench. My friend Brian was likewise pinned up against his bench, being gifted by Bishop Jacob. Brian’s face was frozen in ecstasy, and I watched while Bishop Jacob’s thick cock rammed into Brian’s meaty ass over and over again. “We’re so lucky.” Brian grunted as Bishop Jacob punched up into his secret man regions. “We can take way more sin than the other dudes, man.” He said. “We’re tough. “Dude, you and me, we can take all of it.” He smiled. God, he was so handsome. He was right. We could handle more than anyone. Bishop Jacob slammed his hand onto Brian’s face and pinned it to the bench back. Brian grinned and licked his lips. Brian’s dad wrapped his hands around my chest. “Michael, let’s get you turned around.” he said, so gently, with love. “Yes, sir. Whatever you want.” I said. For Brian’s dad I would do anything. Honestly, for any of the Elders I would. It was worth it, it was important. “Good boy.” The Elder said. Once I was turned around, Brian’s dad shoved his fat dick back inside me. “Mmmmmmm.” He groaned. “Once Brian’s mom knew, she divorced me.” He said. “That’s not easily done in the church.” As his thick, long cock forced its way into my poor 18 year old virgin hole, I found it difficult to make conversation. Brian’s dad leaned down and put his face to mine. “It’s okay”. He said then leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. I felt relief. Elder Robert, Brian’s dad, was a major figure in the church. I needed to be here for him. I could take his sin, his confession, his pain. And part of me said I could be there for him whenever he needed, to erase, to absolve, to relieve, to take the sin he built up. And so I told him, with my big linebacker legs pulled wide and up so he could thrust his thick cock inside me. “I will take it for you. Please. Give it to me.” He looked at me, his eyes nearly filled with tears. “It’s more than you should bear, Michael.” He said, his voice breaking. “It’ is my shame, A sin no one should bear.” As he thrust into me, the sin already complete, I breathed. “I will share your sin. Please.” “You have to understand.” His thrusts were gentle. They were slow, but fully deep. “I’ve tried to keep Brian from the worst of it, but he’s wild.” It was excruciating, he pulled all the way out, then pushed ALL the way back inside, to the balls. Brian’s dad had a HUGE cock. Mostly normal at the head and middle, but shaped like a traffic cone, so the base was thicker than a baked potato. “It’s not for me to bring him into the secret brotherhood. But you can help him.” I grunted and gasped. “Unnngggghhhh” I grunted as he thrusted. My ass was on fire and it hurt so bad. But he needed it so badly that I pulled my legs back to let him push into me as much as he needed to. “Michael, will you let me gift you with my seed?” He was struggling with what he had to do. Why? He had to know I would accept his sin. If he let his seed flow into me, that was why we were here, to allow his sin to dilute to the next generation. “Yes! Let me take your seed. I will take your sin, Sir and take it as many times as you need.” I said. I was not expecting Brian’s dad to kiss me then, but as I felt him giving me his precious seed he forced his mouth upon mine and we shared the deepest kiss of pure emotion I have ever felt. I am sure God himself saw that kiss, and approved. Soon after that, Brian’s dad and Bishop Jacob traded places, and if I was shocked by Brian’s dad fucking his son, it didn’t have a lot of mental room to consider any of that as Bishop Jacob was kind enough to give me four of his sins. And when Bishop Jacob kissed me, I felt like I was floating in the arms of God himself.

**This is a work of fantasy and fiction. Any similarity to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should be construed as medical advice in any way** CHAPTER IX: Upgrade to POZ I had over 3 hours still before the Chicago flight was boarding…I guess I’m one of those “get to the airport early” people. In fact, that was one of the things my ex and I used to argue about; of course now I look back on that time and chuckle, it was all so innocent. I was totally afraid of catching something and was a complete condom-nazi, even in my monogamous relationship with my ex. How times have changed! Just a couple of years ago I would have no idea that today I’d be happily single, POZ and loving it and gleefully breeding and infecting any chaser who wants my loaded seed. And there have been a few oblivious bottoms-up bottoms at the bathhouse or under a stall in a men’s room who have gotten my gift as well…So I really may be well over 10 pozzings for all I know, but the X only counts with confirmed hits. Hence the flight to Chicago to meet up with my poz son Benny and hopefully his boss InstaKyle. Still content from my security room pozzing of the hot TSA agent Reggie, I made my way for a quick shower and nap in the private lounge area they have here. I paid for entry to the lounge and was ready for some restorative time. I showered at the little personal booth here in the lounge area, my hands rubbing over the biotat that Eric did for me, now pending its first accompanying X now that I just pozzed up Reggie the TSA agent not 1 hour previously…Just rubbing my hands over my poz tat makes my dick stir again, even though I’m dog-tired and my cock has shot three big loads in a few hours. Again, I just know deep down that the pozzing happened, but of course I have to wait for the official confirmation from Reggie and from Harry from the night before…Eric is a stickler for known pozzings before applying an X to signify membership in “The Ten.” As I’m toweling off, my phone buzzed and I had another confirmation, this one from Mitch, the 75-year old neighbor of mine who outsourced the pozzing of his young BF Clark to me. “Thank you Randy! Clark had a bad fuck flu and a poz result this morning on the home test! He is so happy and you’ve made me a happy Daddy as well! You’ll always he his biological Dad ! See you around the neighborhood!” I’m so excited I got another confirmation and Clark is Officially Son #5, even though Mitch is his Daddy. After the shower, and now this good news, I settle into the little bed in the small chamber, hopefully for a couple of hours’ rest before the boarding process. Between the late-night pozzing of Harry and then the early morning dash to LAX, then meeting up with and breeding Reggie, I am pretty exhausted and off to sleep I go right away. Some of the way through the nap, I lapse into a dream, a lucid dream which I have sometimes…in the dream, my pierced POZ cock is getting sucked off expertly but I can’t see who is doing the deed…I just sense a uniform on the guy and a pin with wings and a logo and a name, but I can’t read the name. He speaks in a hazy voice or in my hazy dreamlike state “Can I do this? Is this OK?” But this is a sweet dream nonetheless and my cock rises from its slumber and I feel it throbbing and pulsing. It’s so true that the more poz sex you have, the more you want! Only now in this dream I feel like the mouth on my cock has been replaced by a warm hole, moving up and down on me, I’m moaning and groaning in my sleep and before I know it, I dream another toxic load of my poz seed is impregnating this mancunt into the poz brotherhood. Happily satisfied once again, I drift off into a deeper sleep and in an hour or so, my phone alarm buzzes and I get dressed again, hoping to grab some coffee on the way out of the lounge. Among my clothes which I had thrown on the little chair next to the bed, I see a strange object…It’s a nametag. “Calvin” Was it always here, left by someone before me? Or was my lucid dream of fucking and seeding some manhole really *not* a dream? I have no time to ponder this, and I finish dressing, grab some coffee and head out of the lounge for the gate. The flight is boarding in 15 minutes and I sit myself down waiting for my group to be called. The gate attendants are busy with papers and answering questions: “We board shortly, ma’am” “Yes, I can switch your seat, sir” – that kind of thing. Just then, the female gate attendant looks up and greets the approaching flight crew: ‘Hey, Judy,” “Hi Bill,” “Good morning, Theresa,” and “Oh, hey Calvin.” I shot up in my seat to see who Calvin is – and was not disappointed; his hot body straining against his tight uniform, his brown hair and three-day stubble framing his face, setting off his green eyes. He’s about 25 if he’s a day. ‘Can’t be, I think to myself, could it? Calvin greets the desk attendant “Hi, Marie, I needed that nap in the lounge – just what the doctor ordered! Only I can’t find my nametag now!” I look down in my hand, which is still holding the “Calvin” name tag and walk over to him at the desk where he’s chatting with his co-worker. “You looking for this,? I ask, holding out the gold nametag. His beautiful, smiling face suddenly went all sorts of pale, and he leaned into me and said “am I in trouble now with you?” “Why would you assume that,” I responded. He sheepishly looked at me, saying ‘I did ask you if it was OK but I think you were maybe still a little sleepy and I wondered if you had heard me. I don’t want you to think I would do that if you hadn’t consented.” “Well, did I consent?” I asked, playing with him a bit. “I’m sorry,” was all he could say. “My friend Reggie described you to me and told me what you did for him. He was so happy about it, I had to see for myself. I saw you in the lounge and you hadn’t locked your cubicle door.” “You wanted this,” I asked, pointing to the lower part of my T-shirt but really pointing to the poz biotat below it. “Desperately…been trying for years.” “I’m glad to be of service,” I whispered. “Now, you can’t get loaded up by anyone else until you get the fuck flu…and with my strain, you’ll get it. Rest assured, I *have* just pozzed you, I’ve got a 100% conversion rate, even after just 1 fuck.” Here’s my phone number, handing a slip of paper to him. Text me when you get your results with a pic of the test.” “Thank you, Sir,” Calvin said, a couple of tears streaming down his face. “I have to get onboard now, but I’ll never forget what you’ve done for me.” With that, he turned and walked past the gate attendant, saying something quickly to her, and then he was gone up the jetway. A couple of moments later, I hear my name called to the desk. Calvin got me upgraded to 1st class! ~90 minutes later~ I’m ensconced in my lie-back 1st class seat, the very helpful and friendly Calvin, my poz load already at work on his bloodstream, changing his DNA and bringing him into the poz brotherhood, has been supplying me with champagne the whole time. Calvin texts me an address of a hotel with the message “Shame we can’t do an encore here on the plane when I’m working, but this is where I’ll be tonight, a few of us flight attendants who want the same thing will be there as well.” Immediately, I text my poz son #2 Benny, who I’m going to meet at O’Hare… “You up for some toxic gift-giving with me tonight, boy?”

As Bishop Jacob penetrated my cum filled high school linebacker hole, he graciously asked me, “Michael, will you accept your brothers in Christ in their deepest sin?” He was so kind. Seriously, he hadn’t even pushed the full head of his dick inside me before he asked. I mean, his big muscular body was right there in front of the weightlifting bench I sat on, kneeling. yeah, his mask was still on, which I have to say was super cool. I don’t know where his loincloth was, but that was okay. Bishop Jacob didn’t need to wear a loincloth with us. Like he said, we were son’s of Adam. So of course Bishop Jacob could share his sin with me. With my back against the long bench top, I pulled my thick legs up with my hands, exposing my young dirty hole. “Yes, Bishop. I will take all my brother’s sins,” Bishop Jacob smirked as his more than ample dick thrust up inside my young ass. “Penitent Michael, you are very robust and healthy.” he said with a kind smile. I felt a rush of warmth. This was Bishop Jacob! Man! He was so jacked, so muscular, such an impressive masculine specimen. He was telling ME that I was robust and healthy. Oh man, I was so lucky. I pulled my big legs up further so he could fuck me deeper. I was here to take his sin, and damn… he really had to give me all of it or I was not doing my my job. “Bishop Jacob, please let me take you.” I said eagerly as he thrust into me. “Penitent Michael, my sin is greater than you have seen before. Even greater than Elder Robert. Would you accept such sin? I would not burden you if you cannot bear the weight, “. Bishop Jacob breathed as he pushed into me with his full, heavy manhood. But I was 18, I was ready, I could take the mantle of what the church required. I know my burden was the full weight that Christ bore for mankind. “Yes!! yes!!! I will accept your sin, Bishop Jacob, as Penitent Brian has before me, I will take your burden, may you live relieved.” I cried out. I felt Bishoip Jacob thrust for ten seconds more. “Take it…take the sin. You are annointed in Christ.” He gasped thrusting deeply into me, and I felt a warm fullness. I opened my eyes and saw Brian smiling across from me. I felt so lucky that Bishop Jacob was anointing me personally with his holy fluid. I was interrupted in my holy reverence by his stupid jock commentary. “DUDE, Isn’t this the best!!!!???” Of course, he’d just got fucked by his dad, an elder, AFTER BISHOP JACOB’S HOLY SEED, but I wasn’t going to utter a single complaint. I had to smile too. “I’m annointed.” I said. “Me too! Bishop Jacob annointed me too!” Brian laughed. “Dude, we’re unstoppable!!!!!” Damn, Brian was just incredible. He was so amazing. I know when my team met his at state we would lose, but that was okay. As Brian’s dad put his robe back on I watched Brian reach back and stick a finger in his ass. “Oh man, Mike, I have so much seed inside me. Did you get a lot too?” He asked. I reached down and put a finger inside myself like Brian had done. I was sore down there, but I felt a warm, soupy slop about half a finger in. “Oh yeah.” I agreed, going a little deeper. “Wow. That’s so cool.” Atter the ceremony we were all brought back to the dark, candlelit room where we once again knelt in our jockstraps. I looked around and saw Danny Lopez, and the twins Tim and Frank Dexter. They were smiling, just like Brian and me. “You may not speak of this sacred ceremony to anyone outside of this room.” Bishop Jacob said. “If you are very fortunate, in one week, or two, the Holy Spirit will enter you. You must tell an Elder immediately when you feel it happening.” I prayed that the Holy Spirit would take me. I felt strong. ************ Two weeks later, neither Brian nor I had felt the Holy Spirit. I was so disappointed, because Danny Lopez got the Holy Spirit and Frank Dexter did too. Even now they were in the Temple Sanctum receiving the rites. I was over at Brian’s house commiserating with him about our bad luck. “Dude, what if we never get the Holy Spirit?” I asked him for the fifth time. He looked up from his homework with a scowl. “Mike, bro… just stop worrying about it.” He brushed his long wavy hair back from his face. “Maybe we’re not sinful enough.” I sighed. “Why should the Holy Spirit bother wasting its time on us?” He pointed one of his big fingers at me. “That’s bullshit.” He said in his deep voice. Brian would always utter profanities when he was frustrated. Not me though. Sure, I thought them, which was bad enough, but speaking them out loud was a whole different level. But Brian was way more confident than I was. “Of course we’re not sinful and you know Elder Peter said that is not the way. We are not to seek out sin, that when the Lord has need of us, sin will appear before us and only then can we help the sinners.” I should my head. “But that’s what I mean! All we do is go to school, come home, go to Temple. How are we supposed to take sin from the world if we never see any?” Now that made Brian raise his dark, perfect eyebrows. “Yeah, that’s a problem, isn’t it?” He raked his hair back again and shrugged. “Maybe we could go out and share the word with others, like the Missionaries do.” “But, we’re not supposed to until we become consecrated in the Temple.” I said. “We’re not Missionaries yet.” “Yeah, I know.” My big friend replied. “We gotta do something though, right?” I couldn’t argue with his logic. I just shrugged and nodded. “Meet me after practice tomorrow. Catch the bus to my school, and we’ll walk home. If the Lord provides, we have to listen, right?” He asked. Brian always knew how to work out a problem. I smiled, feeling better. “That’s right, Bri! Okay, let’s do it!” ***************** I was antsy and nervous during practice. I told my parents that I was meeting Brian after school and I’d be home for dinner at 7:00. As we walked through the neighborhood by Brian’s school, we knocked on doors. We didn’t get a single answer. “I guess no one is home from work yet.” I said as we walked up the sidewalk to the 13th house. That was okay. Like Brian said, if we were meant to serve He would show us. Brian rang the door bell and we stood side by side. I tried not to be nervous so I made sure my black tie and white shirt were in place. Brian and I had put on our best clothes to look like the Missionaries that we were trying to be. The door opened and a somewhat muscular man with short brown hair answered. “Oh hell no.” He said and slammed the door shut immediately. “Brian, did you see that?” I asked. “He was naked! And he had tattoos all over.” The man hadn’t worn a single stitch of clothing to answer the door. “Yeah, bro. He’s a sinner for sure. This is it, man. We have to try harder.” Brian said with confidence. He rang the doorbell again. The door jerked back open after a few seconds. The man stood there fully exposed in the open door, scowling. “I don’t have time for your bullshit.” He said. “I’m working. I don’t want to hear about God, or being saved, or the Kingdom of Heaven. Go bug someone else.” He started moving back to shut the door. Inspiration hit me. “We’re here to help. Put us to work.” I said, proud of my cleverness. “Really?” The man smirked, stopping. He leaned his elbow against the door jamb and crossed one ankle over the other. I couldn’t help but notice his penis was hard and wet. “What would you do?” Brian smiled. “Anything you need, really. We’re out in the community to serve.” The man’s smile widened. “Oh anything?” “Yes sir! We’re young and strong. We can do whatever you need us to do.” I replied, attempting to mimic Brian’s confidence. This is what it was all about, reaching the sinners, showing them a better way through our actions when words would not work. The man moved back from the doorway. “Then by all means, come in.” Brian moved first, and I followed. Oh man, this was it, and my stomach was doing flip flops. I knew Brian had to be just as nervous, but you would never be able to tell. We both outsized the man by a good bit, Brian with his huge shoulders at 6’4” and me only slightly smaller at 6’3”, so the man had to be just under 6 foot tall, and about 50 pounds lighter than our meaty 240+ pounds. The man looked to be about 30 years old, and handsome in the way some old men were. We followed the man down a hallway to one of the bedrooms which was very well lit with a few lights that were mounted on stands pointing at a small couch covered in fabric. “Why don’t you two have a seat.” He said, moving over behind a video camera. “Let’s just get some preliminary stuff out of the way. State your names, and your age.” “I’m Mike Robertson, and I just turned 18 two weeks ago.” I said, smiling. “I’m Brian Gallegos, and I just turned 18 three weeks ago.” Brian followed. “And what brings you here today?” The man asked. “We were out in the neighborhood to serve the community for God, sir.” Brian answered, sitting up with a proud forward thrust of his muscular chest. “Well that’s nice.” The man replied conversationally. “And how are you serving the community today?” “We’re here to help you with your work, sir.” I answered. “Yes you are. See, it’s just pure luck that my scheduled model chickened out today. I was going to do some solo content instead and that’s what you caught me in the middle of by knocking on my door. So today, you’ll be my models. Is that okay?” He asked. I looked at Brian. “Models?” He said, shocked. “You want us to be models?” “That’s right. My subscribers love to see pure, wholesome good looking young men like you.” I couldn’t believe our luck. Brian was definitely handsome enough to be a model, and I wasn’t ugly by any stretch. “Is that something you’re willing to do?” The man asked. “For legal purposes, I have to hear you agree explicitly.” “Yes!” Both Brian and I said in unison. “Excellent. Now, what do you two do for work?” He asked. “My viewers would like to get to know you a little bit. I have a feeling you’ll be very popular.” “We don’t have jobs.” Brian answered. “We’re still in school, and after we graduate we’ll get sent on our Mission.” “Are you excited about that?” The man asked. “Wait, still in school?” I nodded. “I go to West Campus High, and Brian goes to Reagan High. We play football, and with schoolwork that doesn’t leave a lot of time for a job.” “And you’re both 18 years old? I have to confirm that. Can you tell me your birthdates?” So Brian and I rattled off our birthdays. “What position do you boys play?” He asked. “We’re both linebackers.” Brian answered. “We play defense.” “Nice, I bet you’re really good. You definitely have the size. Why don’t you stand up and do a flex pose.” the man said as his hand went down to stroke his large penis. I could understand, he was a sinner, that’s what sinners do, they touch themselves. Brian and I stood up, and did a double bicep pose, side by side, which of course pulled our shirts up out of our belted waistbands. “How about you take off your shirts, so we can see who’s bigger?” This was what modeling was all about. I grinned at Brian who seemed just as eager. We took off our shirts and ties and laid them carefully on our bags. “Now, same pose, and smile.” We smiled as the man moved to another camera and the flash went off. “Excellent. You two are naturals. Very photogenic. Usually models need makeup and a lot of coaching. It’s nice to work with two young men that are natural professionals.” My heart sped up and I looked over to Brian. “This could be our big break, Bri!” I said. Brian’s smile fell. “Don’t be prideful Mike. Besides, that’s not why we’re here. If it happens, that’s what the Lord wills. But don’t lose our purpose. We’re here to help this sinner.” He said all of this in a whisper. “Okay, turn to face each other, same pose. Get closer. Closer. Get right up in each other’s face, like two MMA fighters.” The man prompted. Brian was right, he always was. I know what the man was asking for, we’d seen the face-offs they did just after the weigh-ins. I moved forward and leaned against Brian, touching my nose to his, our lips just a half inch apart, staring into his eyes with a serious intent. “Mike, move your elbow out a little, so we can see your faces…yes, like that, perfect. Hold it there.” Brian and I breathed into each others’ face while the man snapped more pictures. “Okay, relax.” He said, moving back over to the video camera. “It’s too bad you don’t have your sports gear.” He said, looking down at the screen. “All I have is my jock and socks in my bag, have to wash them.” I said. “Yeah, me too.” Brian said. “How about we get some shots of that then? I think you’re both more the sports model type.” That made sense. Brian thought so too because he reached down to unzip his bag while I did the same. We stood up with our jocks and looked around. “It’s okay to change here.” The man said, obviously understanding our unspoken question. “there’ll be a lot of footage today that we can’t use, that’s what casting interviews are for.” Brian and I quickly took off our shoes, socks, pants and underwear and started to put on our jocks. “Let’s put your socks on first.” The man directed. “Actually, Mike, why don’t you dress Brian.” So I knelt down on one knee in front of Brian and he handed me his socks. “Brian, shift your weight to your left leg, hip out. Hold your jock in your left hand. I need a grin while you look down at Mike. Flex the muscles on your left leg. Mike, start putting Brian’s sock on and then look up at his face. That’s perfect! You’re doing great. Arch your back a little, a little more…there.” This modeling stuff was really easy. I didn’t even mind Brian’s junk right in my face. That wouldn’t have been professional. I could feel the cold air breezing over my sin hole, and I hoped it being exposed like that wouldn’t ruin the shot. I’m sure the camera could see right up inside my guts. “Now shift over to your right leg, Brian, and place your left foot on Mike’s leg, like you’re a Roman conqueror.” That made Brian’s grin widen. “Brian, can you put your hand under Mike’s chin, like you’re lifting his face up to look at you? Yes, good, hold that pose.” “I’m going to get a close up. Mike, open your lips just slightly while you look at Brian. He’s your hero, okay? He’s proven he’s stronger, and you are completely enthralled.” This guy was good, he knew how to make what would probably be just a stupid picture into true art. So, even though Brian’s penis was an inch from my mouth, I did my best. I made sure to lick my lips a bit so they weren’t dry while I put on my best face of adoration to my hero. That wasn’t hard to do, Brian was absolutely amazing. “Perfect, wow, you two … I’ve never worked with better models.” The man said. “You’ve take a classic pose from a Master like Michaelangelo and made it even better!” “Okay finish getting dressed, then we’ll do some bodybuilding poses.” Brian and I quickly threw on our jocks, and made sure our football socks were pulled up over our calves. After ten minutes of various poses in our jockstraps, some of them with Brian and I play wrestling, the man told us to sit back down on the couch. He should probably get a new couch, there were all sorts of stains on it. “Oh, Brian, I dropped a pen behind the couch there this morning, could you get it for me?” The man asked. “Yeah, sure.” Brian answered immediately, then he turned around and knelt on the couch to climb up and reach over the back. I stopped myself from laughing. His legs were spread out and there was his smooth, hairless sin hole pointing right at everyone. “Just mooning the whole world.” I snickered. The man laughed. “Well, go ahead and moon the whole world too, might as well.” He said. I laughed and mirrored Brian’s position, making sure my cheeks were spread wide open like his. “Why don’t you give Brian a smack on the ass?” The man said. So I did. I looked over at him and grinned. He laughed and smacked me back. “Good, sit back down. Did you find the pen, Brian?” He asked. “It must have rolled under. I couldn’t see it.” Brian said. “I’ll have to get another one. Okay, any questions you want to ask?” The naked man asked. I raised my hand. “Go ahead, Mike.” “You have a lot of tattoos. Did they hurt?” I asked. “Some of them. Most don’t though, it depends on what part of the body.” He answered. I decided to just go ahead. “The one that goes down your stomach to your penis. Did that one hurt?” “The scorpion? Yeah, that one hurt a little. It’s very sensitive down there.” He answered. I liked his honesty. I’d never get a tattoo, they were forbidden. Marking yourself was sinful. “Why a scorpion?” Brian chimed in. The man hesitated. “This tattoo is something you get when you join a very special brotherhood. It’s not for everyone. It symbolizes how the scorpion injects its prey with venom.” That sounded very cultish and sinful. So I just said it. “That sounds cultish and sinful.” The man smiled. “Oh yeah, it’s VERY cultish and sinful.” Brian looked at me and I knew just what he was thinking. “Are you part of that brotherhood?” He asked the man. The man came out from behind the video camera. “Answers require payment. For this answer, you have to touch the scorpion. Both of you.” He walked over beside us and stood there looking down. Brian reached out first and ran his hand down the man’s stomach, then onto his penis, which was a good 8 inches long. He as always more daring than I was. After Brian was done, I reached out. I was surprised that the tattoo wasn’t rough, it felt just like regular skin. I don’t know why I had always thought tattoos would be like tree bark. I slowly felt my way down until my hand covered his now hard penis. But my hands were big enough, of course, at my size, and I could wrap my fist entirely around its girth. I looked up at him to see him smiling. He had nice muscles even if they were all covered with tattoos. “It feels normal.” I said, continuing to run my hand over the entire tattoo from his shaft up to his navel. “I could tell you the secret, but you have to pay first.” He said. I looked over at Brian, who nodded with a serious look. I looked back up. “Okay.” I said. He looked indecisive. “Have either of you had sex before?” I shook my head. Brian spoke up. “No, we are saving ourselves for marriage, for our wives.” “Well, the payment for the secret might be difficult for you. Each of you must take my penis in your mouth all the way down. The scorpion’s tail has to be fully covered by your lips. Can you do that? You don’t have to, and I won’t force you.” “Mike, we have to. This is the sin we were sent here to take.” Brian said from behind me. “It’s not wrong if the Lord sent us here.” Again, I couldn’t argue with Brian’s logic. And if we did it together we’d be helping each other, as well as this sinner. I nodded up to the man. “Okay, you first. You have to let it into your throat.” he grasped my chin in his hand and signaled for me to open up my mouth. I did and felt his warm, thick member push inside. He got about halfway and I gagged, but he held me there. “Easy. Easy. Relax. Relax your jaw.” I had a couple tears rolling down my face from gagging, but I knew I could do this. I took a deep breath through my nose and pushed forward. I was thankful that the man shaved his private parts so I didn’t have to bury my face in his pubes. “Almost there.” He said pulling my head forward. I felt my the tightness in my throat give and the last few inches sunk in all the way as he pressed his abdomen firmly against my nose. I chukked suddenly and pulled off, my thick saliva dripping over my chin. “You did really good. I think you’re right, you were sent here for this purpose. How else could you do something that difficult?” The main praised. I tried not to feel proud, but it did feel like everything about today was meant to happen, and it was not difficult at all, even the casting photo shoot was easy. “Now your turn, big Brian. Remember, both of you have to complete this task, or I can’t tell you the secret.” “I wasn’t going to chicken out.” Brian said. “If Mike can do it, I can.” And Brian put his money where his mouth was..or I guess it was the other way around. Hah. It sure was something watching that pretty big penis stretch out Brian’s lips as it slid in. Brian hadn’t even wiped my spit off of it, so I guess that helped. Brian didn’t gag at all, and the man’s penis sunk all the way to his testicles, looking like a snake crawling inside a hole. And because Brian was a show off, he winked at me and pulled off then went back down a couple more times, all the way from tip to root. He finished with a noisy slurp and a grin. “Told ya, I’m better than you at almost everything.” Yeah, Brian was always right. But I wasn’t jealous, it was true. It was one of the reasons I looked up to him. He got offered a scholarship at A&M a week before I was offered mine. He had more tackles, more sacks, more interceptions, more yards. He was a beast on the field, and off. If I made an A he made an A+. The man looked at Brian with a curious smile. “Well, a promise is a promise. Like the scorpion, I have a venom I inject. Have you heard the story of the Frog and the Scorpion trying to cross the river?” I shook my head. “Well, one day a scorpion was walking around, looking for prey. He was very hungry, and he came to a river. Well, scorpions don’t swim, and he knew he would drown, but there wasn’t anything for him to eat on this side. He had to get across. He noticed a frog sitting in the mud nearby and said ‘Mr Frog, will you take me across the river?’ And the frog said ‘No, you’ll sting me and I’ll become your prey.’ The scorpion shook his head emphatically and said ‘no, I wouldn’t do that. I promise. I just need to get across, then you can go on your way.’ The frog thought about it, and said ‘okay, but please don’t sting me.’ And he let the scorpion climb up on his back and they set out across the river. They had gone halfway when the frog felt a burning stick into his back. ‘Why did you sting me?’ The frog cried. ‘Now I will die and you will drown.’ The scorpion just shrugged and said ‘I know, but it’s my nature.’ And the river carried them both away.” I looked across the man’s still hard and wet penis at Brian, who was looking strangely at the scorpion tattoo. Of course he figured it out before I did. “Your dick is the scorpion’s stinger?” He asked. The man reached out and stroked Brian’s long hair. “Yes, that’s the secret. My cum is a poison that I give to others, especially little frogs like you two. It’s my nature.” Brian looked at me and I saw it in his eyes before he said it. “We are pure, and if that’s what you want, we can take this sin from you.” It felt right, just like the night of our manhood ceremony. “We are supposed to take the sin of the world, from sinners like you so that you can get rid of it and be pure too.” I agreed. The man shook his head. “Is that what you think will happen? I’m not on meds, and have a pretty high viral load. You want my dirty poz cum inside you?” Brian nodded. He always set such a good example for all the rest of us, never shying away from the more difficult tasks, the first to step up. “Say yes, you want my dirty poz cum in your tight jock boy ass.” The man said aggressively. “Yes sir, I want your dirty poz cum in my tight jock boy ass.” Brian repeated with a glazed look in his eyes. Oh man, my best friend was going to do the Lord’s work with everything he had. If this didn’t bring the Holy Spirit to him, I don’t know what would. I saw a bead of clear liquid drop from the slit in the head of the man’s penis when it jumped at Brian’s words. “Mike, why don’t you grab the video camera?” he said. “Brian, lay back on the couch and pull your legs up.” I went to get the camera off it’s tripod and came over to them. By the time I came back over, Brian was leaned back and had his hands hooked behind his knees with his legs spread. His jockstrap pouch seemed to be straining to hold back his big testicles and large penis. Brian had a penis like his dad, super thick and kinda long. “Okay Mike, focus on Brian’s face first, then slowly bring the camera down to his ass.” This was definitely a sin. Wow, we were right in the middle of it, right where we needed to be to do our God given task. “This was a good call, buddy.” I encouraged Brian. “I’m so glad I let you talk me into this.” I saw Brian nod in the viewfinder. “Like I said Mike, you and me, we make a great team.” I pulled in tight on Brian’s dirty hole, where sin went, and where it left. He was hairless and smooth, and his hole was super tight. “Looking good, Bri.” I said. “Good thing I showered after practice.” He joked. “I didn’t know my ass was going to be the star of the show.” I laughed. Then the man moved up between Brian’s cheeks and rubbed his penis up and down Brian’s meaty, muscly crack, leaving behind a slimy trail of the fluid coming from the tip. The man stroked his penis once with tight fingers, forcing more of the liquid out of the tip which he rubbed directly onto Brian’s sin hole. “Man, he’s covering your sin hole with his poison, Bri. Do you feel anything yet?” I asked. “Nothing yet. It might take a bit.” Brian answered calmly. “That’s right, I’m going to fuck your tight little jock hole full of my poison seed, Brian. That’s what you want me to do, right?” “Yes sir. I need it. Give me as much as you can.” Brian’s manly, deep voice sounded so sure and definite. It didn’t sound so sure and definite when the man’s thick penis forced its way into my best friend. He grunted in a not so manly way. “Does it hurt, Bri?” I asked. “Fuck! Fuck yes it hurts!” He growled out through clenched teeth. “It feels like he’s ripping me apart.” “I might be.” The man said in a calm voice. “Do you want me to stop?” “No! Keep going.” Brian managed, trying to catch his breath. “Oooooooohhh, UNGH!” I couldn’t believe Brian was taking the man’s entire penis, but there it was on camera, sliding up my best friend’s stretched hole until you couldn’t see any part of the scorpion’s tail. The man began thrusting slowly, pulling all the way out and shoving it back in again, making Brian whine and moan in pain. “Nice. That feels so nice. Do you like how it feels, Brian?” The man asked. “Ungh, no, it’s awful.” Brian writhed, his head arching back with every deep ramming thrust. “Yeah? But it’s what you wanted, right?” “Yes, yes it’s what I want.” “So you like it when it hurts?” “No. I wish it didn’t, but I can take it.” “Good boy. It shouldn’t hurt so much pretty soon. It usually only hurts at first. Let me slow down.” And the tattooed man went slower, and not as deep every time. Soon, Brian wasn’t grunting with pain, and instead was just moaning a little bit as the man pushed up inside him. “Oh, man, it’s so deep.” he said. “It feels so huge.” “Your hole is so tight, Brian. Such a nice, tight, smooth straight boy jock hole. Do you like girls, Brian?” He asked. It seemed like a weird question. “Yeah. Mmmm. I like girls.” “Do you jack off to girls? Fantasize about them?” Brian’s body had relaxed, and I had pulled the focus out so I could get the man, Brian’s ass, and his body in the shot. Brian’s big meaty pecs were bouncing with each of the man’s deep thrusts. “I don’t touch myself, but I think about girls all the time. I shouldn’t, but I can’t help it.” Brian answered in a breathy, moaning voice. He sounded so different from the Brian I knew. “You’ve never jacked off?” “No, that would be sinful.” Brian said. “Only when I’m married, and my wife will take care of that need.” “Such a good boy.” The man said. “Well, I’m going to give the good boy his reward. Do you want me to cum inside you, Brian? I need to share my dirty seed with you.” Brian nodded, that fervent glazed look in his eyes. “Yes, yes pump your dirty seed inside me, sir. Don’t stop until you’ve shot all of it.” And I watched the man’s thrusts get faster as he prepared to let his poison semen flow up inside my friend. “Ungh, Mike, focus down on Brian’s ass, quick. I’m gonna cum.” And I did as he asked, making sure to get everything nice and centered just before the man pulled his penis out and a thick glob of white semen spat out onto Brian’s hole, then the man pushed his penis back inside all the way and stroked it in and out. I just knew Brian was pulling out all the dirty sin this man had in thick ropes of heavy poison seed, taking it into himself to purify it. Finally, after almost a minute the man stopped moving. “Okay Mike, stay right there, I’m going to pull out, and we’ll see how much I put in there.” I managed to nod while keeping the camera still. He slowly withdrew his still swollen penis until just the head remained, then it slipped out. Just behind it, Brian’s hole released a small river of the man’s seed, but then Brian clenched down and stopped the flow. The man took the camera from me. “Mike, go sit by Brian. Brian, keep your legs up like that.” So I sat in close to my best friend. He gave me a grin. “I did it, bro.” His handsome face said with a smile. I smiled back. “Mike, some of my cum fell out, could you reach down there and try to get as much of it back inside Brian as you can? He wanted all of it.” That was true. And Brian smiled. So I bent over his spread legs and looked down. By now I was a pro at knowing not to block the camera. So I reached down to the small pool of seed on the couch cushion and tried to scoop it up, getting most of it on my fingers. I brought it to Brian’s hole and tried to gently push it inside. “It’s okay Bro, it doesn’t hurt anymore. You can go in more.” Brian said. So I forced my two fingers into him and twisted them around. Then I pulled them back out and rubbed up the underside of his crack until I had another scoop and I pushed that in. Brian’s hole seemed to stay open a little as I did it, and I could see down inside him. He was pink inside, and deep, but I definitely saw a nice pool of dirty seed down there. “There’s a lot in there Brian.” I told him. He took his hands off his knees, but didn’t lower his legs. He reached up and raked his long hair back, flexing his muscles as he did it. “Reach down in there bro, see if you can get it to go deeper.” he said. I looked up at the man, who nodded. I pushed my two biggest fingers into my best friend and tried to work the seed in deeper, making my bro moan while he flexed his muscles. “Aw man, that actually feels good. It was all achey and sore, but that’s nice, bro.” “I got you, man.” I told him with a smile as I worked. After about 30 seconds, the man said “Okay, wow, you both did an incredible job today. Thanks for coming by.” I noticed the tattooed man had thrown on some baggy shorts and a tank top while I was taking care of Brian’s aches. I guess we were done. I looked at my watch, and it was only 5:15. Brian and I both got dressed again in our school clothes this time, not our church clothes. We wouldn’t be going to any more houses today. Brian turned to the man and held out his hand. “Thank you sir, for letting us share with you today. You’ve done a good thing for your soul.” Brian was always the one who knew the right thing to say. I was just gonna say ‘bye’. “Well, if you want to stop by tomorrow, I might have some friends who need you to help them. Would you want to do that?” The man asked. Brian looked at me with raised eyebrows. “Sir, that would be awesome!” he said. “We can be here at the same time. We’d love to minister to your friends.” As we were walking out the door and down the sidewalk Brian smacked me on the back. “Dude, that was amazing. I felt like I was doing the Lord’s work. This might be my calling.” I smiled. “You think so?” I asked. We just started. I had to admit though, I loved the modeling stuff. “Hey, what do you think he meant by ‘paws’. His ‘dirty paws seed’?” I asked. “No, Mike. Wow, that’s what you thought he was saying.” Brian broke out in a full laugh. “That’s hilarious. No man, his pa’s dirty seed. He’s like us. He probably had a ceremony just like we did, where we took my dad’s seed. His dirty Pa’s cum. Hey, you think his dad knows our dads?” Brian mused. Yeah, Brian was right, always right. I felt even better then. We hadn’t even done anything wrong because the man had probably been in our church at one time. Of course, the tattoos meant he had left, but we could still bring him back Into the fold.

Brian’s dad didn’t tell me anything except to show up at an address right after practice. I was trembling from nervousness and too much fear as I opened the door to the house and went inside. I hadn’t showered and changed with the other guys like I usually did, too afraid of being late and what it might mean. What kind of punishment was there going to be? I know I messed up. My parents couldn’t know I had a nudity magazine in my bag, I’d get a whipping and grounded for who knows how long. Worse than that, the disappointment in their eyes because I’d failed them was something that made me fall asleep crying last night. If only I hadn’t brought my older brother’s Penthouse with me to the church retreat so that I could show Brian. Brian was always talking about girls, and pussy, and sex. I remember being very shocked at how direct and straightforward he was about sex, not to mention the dirty words he used. We weren’t supposed to be lustful or profane, Bishop Jacob said it was a sin. Brian didn’t go to my school. He was a senior, like me, and his birthday was just one day earlier than mine, but we were in the same Ward. The church had thrown a double birthday party for us to celebrate our 18th together. We were now men, adults, and for a whole month I felt proud and grown up. Then Brian’s dad caught us with the Penthouse, whispering and huddled close together with a flashlight in the Worship Room down the hall from where we were supposed to be sleeping. I thought he’d be angry and punish us right there, but he didn’t. He leafed through the magazine standing right in front of us sitting on the floor, every now and then uttering a ‘hmmmmm’ or a ‘okay…I see.’ I know he’d never seen one of THOSE magazines before. The elders of the church didn’t sin like we did. Brian’s dad was standing a foot away only in his holy garments and I couldn’t help seeing them push outward as he expressed his disapproval. Bishop Jacob or the elders, mostly the elders, would gather the young men before church every Wednesday night and Sunday morning, to encourage us to empty our hearts of sin. They’d always let us do it individually, knowing it would be embarrassing to speak of those things in the group. I don’t know what the others would say, except Brian, but I used up all my time talking about Rebecca Thompson and how she wore shirts that were too tight for her big breasts, and how that tempted me but that I was resisting temptation every day. Elder Peter would always ask “were you aroused by this?” In a soft voice I would have to reply truthfully “Yes.” “Were you fully aroused, or only slightly?” He would ask. Ashamed, I would answer “Fully, Elder.” “And did you spill your seed?” The answer changed every week. Sometimes I could control myself, but sometimes just fidgeting my legs meant my seed came forth before I could stop it. I would have to describe it to Elder Peter, the urges and the way my dick wouldn’t go down, and how pushing my legs together seemed to help and make it worse at the same time, until I knew my seed was going to squirt out into my pants in class, and he would scowl. And on those occasions Elder Peter would administer my punishment on my bared butt over his lap. Before he let me up, he would make me promise to resist the temptation of Rebecca’s young full breasts, straining the fabric of her blouses and shirts, and that I wouldn’t let my throbbing penis control my thoughts when I squeezed my legs together until I spurted my young seed wastefully, which often meant I became aroused again. Fortunately, my arousal was pressed firmly against Elder Peter’s legs so he didn’t know. Resisting the temptation of sin was so difficult. Sometimes even the warmth of Elder Peter’s muscular leg against my dick threatened to push me into ejaculation again. Sin and temptation was everywhere. God had no idea what nightmare he created. But Elder Peter was not unusual. I received punishment from almost all the Elders for my sins. Brian’s dad was the nicest one. He always said the pain of the punishment was intended to remind me that lusting was sinful, and that I should remember the pain every time I started to think about females and their bodies. He would take the time to rub my sore butt to ease the sting while he spoke to me kindly about how men would only enjoy sexual thoughts with their wives after they were married, and that men must be strong. He would then tell me that he knew I was a good boy who was trying, and that I could come to him if I needed to. He would rub over my back and butt gently and soothingly while he talked softly about how important it was that we don’t lust for women. Of course I would tell Brian what had happened after each occasion. And Brian would tell me about his. Brian was far more daring than I could ever be and sometimes I think he just made stuff up to shock the Elders. “I told Elder Carl that I put peanut butter on my dick and made my dog lick it off. Oh man, he was mad, he swatted me for a half hour. He made me take all my clothes off and straddle the chair backwards so my ass hung off the seat, and he lit into me. Both cheeks, and the middle.” Brian laughed talking about it. “Fuck, dude… I swear he was enjoying it, running his hand over my big meaty cheeks and asshole. I think Elder Carl likes my ass.” Brian was a little bigger than me, but we were both hefty guys. Both linebackers on our respective teams in high school. “You have a huge target, man.” I told him. “Yeah, that’s why I don’t care. Only my dad is big enough to make me feel it when he goes in with a swat. The other Elders are pussies. They think I give a shit if they whack my ass? I can barely feel it. I put that beast out there and let them go to town. And man, they fuckin’ hate it when I talk about cock and pussy. I told Elder David I got a blowjob from Donna Tempano and he beat my ass until he couldn’t breathe. He seriously had to stop because he couldn’t breathe. That was hilarious. I wore his ass out, he didn’t get close to wearing my ass out. Not this ass.” Brian was way cooler than I could ever be. But he could afford to be, his dad was an Elder in the church. He didn’t have anything to lose. So I walked down the dark hallway with trepidation. If Brian said his dad was the only one who could make him feel a punishment, I know I was in for big trouble. Someone waited there at the end of the hallway, but I couldn’t tell who it was. They wore a white robe, and a mask that covered everything but their mouth. “Penitent Michael, have you come to absolve your sins?” He asked. His voice was deep. I didn’t recognize it, but I was surprised. I thought Elder Robert, Brian’s dad would be the one to punish me. “Uh, yes.” I said. “Enter and join the other Penitents.” He said. Other…? Part of me was relieved that I wasn’t the only one, but the other part was dreading that my sins would be revealed to others. I took a deep breath, and straightened my spine to it’s full 6’3” height. I would take my punishment like a man. I pushed my way through the curtained doorway to see a room shrouded in darkness and candlelight. A hand came from the side immediately and stopped me. “You will disrobe.” He said. Another robed figure, with a mask. But the voice sounded familiar even though I couldn’t place it. I hesitated only a couple seconds before stripping off my sweat soaked cutoff tee shirt without arms I wore for practice, and my high cut nylon shorts. I left my jockstrap on for the moment while I kicked off my cleats and pulled my sweaty socks from my size 12 feet. Damn, that felt good getting out of my footgear. I took a moment to flex my long toes. The concrete floor was cold, but felt great. “Join the other Penitents.” The voice said. I hadn’t taken off my jock, but was grateful they didn’t want me to strip it off. That would be weird. I looked around and saw four other guys my age kneeling before a raised dais. There seemed to be a space for me, and walking up I could barely make out Brian’s huge form kneeling in his jockstrap. I scooted in next to him. “Hey Bri.” I whispered. He turned his head just a bit and I caught a grin on his handsome face. “Hey Mike.” Heck, if Brian was here, I’d be fine. I wasn’t nervous anymore. The church had its secret ceremonies. If Brian was here, we’d do this together. I had noticed as I had walked up in the dim light that the other guys were also in jockstraps. Maybe we were going to be inducted into some special sports brotherhood of the church, which was incredibly cool. I’d always thought the church was kind of wimpy even though it was necessary for my everlasting holy soul and my bond with God. I know we heavily supported the cub scouts and Boy Scouts, and were involved in National Parks, State Parks, and many things outdoors and manly…but the central church part was not very tough and rugged. Yeah, sure, there was the part about men being in control and making the decisions…but we had more accountants and lawyers to boast of than firemen and woodsmen. So, a special church brotherhood of sports guys was going to be cool as sh—- well, really cool. “Are we going to be punished?” I whispered quickly while ten white robed figures assembled on the dais in front of us, standing tall and serious with their white masks that covered everything but their mouths and eyes. “Better.” Was all Brian said, smiling. We waited for a half a minute and I tried not to fidget. “You didn’t shower?” Brian asked, obviously catching a whiff of my heady scent after an intense practice. “No time.” I shot back. “I didn’t want to be late. I was last one here as it was.” “Yeah, I can smell the testosterone coming off you, bro.” He snorted. I leaned slightly towards him and inhaled. “You’re one to talk, you smell as bad as me.” He shrugged. “My natural scent. All man.” He turned slightly and winked at me which made me grin. “Men smell like men. Oh fuck.” His words made me dart my eyes to the dais, where a muscular man strode barefoot past the robed and masked figures. He wore a mask too, but otherwise only a small loincloth. “Bishop Jacob.” Brian whispered. “He’s fuckin stacked, bro.” I guess that was news to both of us. Even though he wore the same mask as the others, Bishop Jacob was easy to discern. In services he stretched his clothes near to splitting when we saw him and it was a point of pride for our Ward that he was a competitive bodybuilder, especially among the younger members who were jocks like Brian and I. We loved Bishop Jacob. And I hated when I had to admit my sins to him. But Bishop Jacob never made me feel bad about my sins, he would administer my punishment lightly, with a gentle hand and a gentle voice, and then he would hold me to his chest while he kindly told me that good men did not view women as sex objects, that they were to be honored as the bearers of our children, as vessels of our love and support. And that we should seek to have sex with women only to bear children to honor their purpose under God. That men have baser urges which if they couldn’t control, had less sinful outlets. Bishop Jacob was incredible. I know he was 40 years old, but he had a body I dreamed of having. Linebackers weren’t necessarily stacked and cut. We were big boys, meaty, muscly, thick and driven to plow, like draft horses. Bishop Jacob had a narrow waist, and a thick deep chest, with shoulders piled on like clouds on a mountain. His legs flared out from his loincloth as wide as his waist. Damn, my big old body could never be as tight as his, coach wanted me to eat everything I could. I know Brian was thinking the same thing, even though he wore a size 34 waist a size lower than mine. And Brian’s butt was bigger and beefier than mine, at least I thought so. I had wide and long glutes, where his were probably half as long as mine and narrower which made them bubble out. But Bishop Jacob, when he turned to the left, then the right in his loincloth, his glutes were like boulders on his huge thighs. He was saying something to the robed figures above us, but I couldn’t hear. “Man, Bishop Jacob is a beast!” I said. “Yeah, man.” Brian whispered. “He keeps telling me I can’t do bodybuilding until I’m older, because my young body isn’t done growing yet, but I can’t wait.” “Really? Can we look like him?” I breathed. “He says yes, but it’s a lot of hard training. But we both have scholarships to play, so he says we’re not on the bodybuilding track and should follow the football training because we’ll do better with that. But still…” “Yeah. Girls would go crazy for us if we looked like that…”. I said. “Right, bro?” He shot back. Not like either of us were hurting for girls, but we weren’t going with just any girl, especially if they weren’t with the church. Well, I know Brian had gotten involved with a couple girls that weren’t but he said they weren’t worth it, that his parents messed it all up. Our whispered conversation was interrupted when Bishop Jacob spoke. “Penitents, you are here because each of you have expressed difficulty with sexual needs, and because each of you has now become a man. As young men, many transgressions can be forgiven. The road to becoming a man is difficult and there are many temptations. You five have shown that you cannot manage and control your temptations. The time is past when such youthful temptations can be forgiven.” I was horrified to see that Bishop Jacob looked directly at Brian, and then at me. I just about peed in my jockstrap. I don’t know what I would do if Bishop Jacob was disappointed in me. He held our gaze for a full three seconds. Then he breathed deep, and the shadows from the candlelight played across his defined abdominal muscles, forcing his Adonis belt to thrust out. “BUT!” He said in a loud voice, which made me jerk in fright. “You all can undergo the Ceremony of Manhood, IF YOU CHOOSE, and be born anew as men, to carry the burden that all men carry. The burden is heavy. We carry the burden so that our women, our children, will not have to carry it. Such is the weight we bear. The men before you have carried the burden, as God decreed. In the Garden of Eden, Eve brought sin to Mankind. Because of that Original Sin, it is Man that must bear the weight. When Christ died on the cross, he bore the weight of Mankind’s sin. Can we, as Men, do any less?” The robed and masked figures bowed their heads and clasped their hands in front of their chests. “We cannot escape the punishment for our sins.” The strong, muscular naked body of Bishop Jacob intoned. It appeared like he had oiled himself so that his muscles reflected the scant candlelight, and deepened the shadows where it danced. I thought he looked like a God. I think he shaved his body, which was beautiful, and mesermerizing. “And we will all sin. It is in our nature.” I was entranced. He was right. We would sin, we were made to sin, but it was our duty to defend ourselves from sin. To deny it. “You cannot deny it.” He said. What? “You cannot deny sin… after all, Eve’s act by putting her mouth on the apple and taking a bite, eating from the forbidden fruit condemned us all. The only way you could fight it was to stop Eve from committing the act before she succumbed. Once she introduced sin to Mankind, we carry it forever.” I froze. What? “The consequence of Eve’s act, is that we WILL sin.” Bishop Jacob stopped like he’d dropped a sledgehammer. I…. Was that true? In my case, yes, I sinned every day, every week. I tried to be better, but Rebecca and her tits, her tight jeans over her juicy butt… I had bad thoughts. It was wrong. But was it going to ALWAYS be there? Because of Eve? Because she let sin infect Mankind? Oh No. That was bad. Tears began to fall from my eyes. We were all sunk. How? How could we overcome this? It wasn’t the fault of women, I know they were innocent, and should be cherished. Women weren’t Eve, they didn’t cause this. “Brian, why? What can we do?” I asked him, out loud, crying. I know everyone heard, but this was terrible. I could see tears in all their eyes, they felt just as bad. “Listen to the Elders, Mike.” Brian said, confidently. And it was his confidence that calmed me. Bishop Jacob smiled and spread his arms. He looked beautiful, like the Archangel Michael. “We can accept the sin of our brothers, and thus we take the sin from them and deliver it unto Christ and his infinite forgiveness. And then, when we enfold our women and create new souls, our sons and daughters, their sin is less. We can create our children more pure than we have ever been, with less sin in every generation, until we reach the Kingdom of Heaven. It is the duty of EVERY son of Adam to take what sin he can unto himself so that his seed has less sin than he has borne.” Bishop Jacob was so beautiful, so strong, so righteous. Yes! I put my hand out to grasp Brian’s shoulder. “Amen!” I cried, along with Brian and the other three Penitents. I turned, and saw a mirroring huge smile on my friend. So I said, “Brian, I will take your sin, so that you may be pure.” He smiled back, his big bright white and straight teeth flashing me from his handsome blonde head. “Michael, I will take your sin, so that you may be pure.” He said. Then… “bro.” I laughed. And hugged him tight. “Bro. Of course.” I said into his ear. Things moved fast after that, we were approached by two robed figures. I’d already wondered if there were Elders, but who knows. I think they were, and I hoped they were my Elders, because they were all good, strong, capable men who had guided me since I could remember. Brian and I were led to a small room with two… workout benches? Yeah, the ones that you could raise the back for shoulder presses. I still didn’t know which Elders were escorting us. The robes were really big, and the masks didn’t reveal much. “Sit, facing the back.” One of the men said. His voice sounded familiar. I took one workout bench, Brian took the other. Our jock strapped asses easily extended beyond the ten inch fixed seat pad. I wrapped my arms around the upper cushion and looked over at Brian. He darted his eyes down to my ass and flexed his own ass, sticking it further out. I raised my eyebrows, but mirrored his move. Now both our big, meaty glutes were hanging off the small triangular cushion of the workout bench. I could feel the ambient swirling air kiss my exposed asshole hanging just beyond the seat. Brian relaxed his cheek against the upper cushion, looking at me and not blinking. He seemed to be emotionally relaxed. I was in a mood, so it seemed to me like he was looking at me with love. I felt the same. So I did the same. Eye to eye. “Relax. After this, everything is just you and me, bro.” Brian said mysteriously. I smiled. “You and me.” I said. So stupid. So innocent.

That's how it happened with me the first time I invited a guy over to my house to party and play. He was black and had a beautiful big thick hard veiny cock with a big mushroom head and he took his time when showing me how to do the pipe thing and with some other things too and had me so completely and overwhelmingly spun and crazy horny for cock that I almost forgot to ask him to use condoms. He got me face down ass up facing the big screen looking at a video of a guy taking cock after cock and load after load of Jizz inside his hole and begging for more that I never realized that he had pulled out and fed me hits from his pipe and bottle of poppers and then went back to giving me the fuck of my life and I was so lost in the incredible feelings that when he leaned over me and said into my ear that he was going to cum inside me....I just moaned loudly and fucked myself back onto his cock like crazy until I felt my insides get really warm and wet and then it hit me what had happened but it was too late. Lol

I drew Tommy’s first encounter with Mr. Lewis. Back when he was fixing his sink.

2. I picked up my clothes and wearing only my jock, walked back to my little apartment. As soon as I was in the door I couldn’t help but run my finger over my hole. It felt slick and a little puffy. It had never felt like that before. On a whim I brought my fingers to my mouth and licked the ass juice and cum from them. I felt even more slutty than before. It was a little hard to think about what had just transpired and how quickly it had happened. I suddenly understood my love of man scent, an attraction to older men, and had been fucked raw for the first time. My cock gave a powerful throb. I was still so horny. Danny was right, I would have said yes to anything in that moment, but time wasn’t going to change that. I wanted to keep feeling like this. I slipped a finger into my ass and felt how lose my ring felt. It had never been like this when I’d played with it before. This was what it was like to have a properly fucked hole. I was open, full of cum, and ready for more. I went into the bedroom and pulled out my suitcase. I had put most of my clothes away already, but there were a few personal items I hadn’t unpacked yet still. Sitting in the bottom of my duffle was a little black cloth bag. Long and heavy it was obvious before opening what was inside it. I took the shiny black butt plug out. Even though I had used it just a few days before it now seemed smaller somehow, a little less impressive. It wasn’t wildly thick or wildly long, but it had served me well in college. Normally it took a good amount of lube to get it in, but I suspected today would be much easier. I spat onto the head, and rubbed the toy against my hole. The spit made my sphincter slick again. I took a deep breath. I let it out slowly, and slid the toy inside my ass. It locked in easily, and I gasped a little. It felt good to be full again. I worked it in and out, the cum from my hole frothing around the shaft. I pulled it entirely out of my hole and pushed it into my mouth. I licked the cum from the silicone plug. With my mouth full of cum and ass juice I sat down hard on the plug. It slid into me in one easy movement. My phone buzzed. I struggled to find it for a minute. It was still in the pocket of my shorts which lay in a discarded heap on the floor. There was a text from an unknown number with a local area code. Hey David. This is Jack: it read. I felt my hands shake a little and my hole twitched around the plug. Hi!: I responded. Did you enjoy your time with Danny this afternoon? Yes daddy! It was amazing. I like you calling me daddy: his responses were coming fast: it gets me hard boy. The next message that came through was a picture of a shockingly thick uncut cock erupting from a slightly trimmed bush of dense gray pubes. The foreskin looked thick, and somehow delicious. There was a glint of precum leaking out of it. I typed back fast: Fuck daddy! That is a beautiful cock! All the same rules that Danny had apply with me boy. You have to tell me what you want. I want you to fuck me: after my afternoon with Danny I was more confident, it was easier to say what I was thinking. What else? I want you to fuck me till you cum in my hole. Anything else? I want to be your boy! I want you to take me. Good boy. What are you doing now? Honestly? Yes boy. I’m playing with my hole. I’m sitting on a butt plug right now wishing it was your cock. You want me to come fuck you? Yes daddy! You’re ready for me now? Yes! Good. Unlock the door and wait for me on your knees in the living room. Leave the plug in your hole. I’m coming to you now. Holy shit! I thought. It was happening now. I ran to the front door, holding the plug in my ass with one hand, and made sure it was unlocked. Then I stepped back a few paces and got on my knees waiting. My heart was thudding, but my cock was hard as a rock and my hole was pulsing around the plug’s shaft. Despite my nerves there was nothing that was going to stop me doing whatever this man asked of me. For several long moments I knelt on the cold tile waiting. He took his time I thought, making sure that just enough time had passed that I would worry he wasn’t coming. Then I heard footsteps on the path outside, a shadow passed in front of the window, and the door opened. Jack stood framed in the door way. He was shirtless, his skin a deep warm tan that stood out in sharp contrast from the forest of silver-gray hair that covered his torso. His nipples were large and brown. His belly stood proud from his body, a firm sort of belly that seemed to be built on top of a base of powerful muscle. His shoulders were broad and powerful looking. On the bottom half he wore a pair of short little vintage looking basketball shorts. They did nothing to hide the sizable bulge he was already sporting. He stepped into the room and closed the door. I realized I was holding my breath. “Hello boy,” he said in his rich resonant voice. “I’m glad to see you’re waiting for me so patiently.” “Of course, daddy.” “You remember the rules?” “Yes daddy!” “What are they?” “If I want something I have to say it out loud.” “That’s right. So what do you want.” “You daddy! I want you! I want you inside me. I want you to fuck me. I want you to breed me! I want to be your boy!” “Good boy. I’m going to keep asking you. I’m going to check in with you every step of the way till your hole is leaking my cum.” “Yes daddy!” “Now, before we go any further I want you to know what you’re committing to by taking my load. If you take my load you are promising me that Danny and I will get to fuck you together. If that isn’t something you want you can decide that any time until my load gets pumped into you. Once that happens however, your hole is promised to us. Do you understand.” “Yes daddy!” “Do you still want to continue?” “Yes!” “Then come suck my cock.” I crawled across the floor and my hands and knees in front of him. He pushed his shorts to the ground unleashing his cock. The foreskin was naturally rolled back part way down the throbbing head. His pubes looked a little wilder than the picture, a dense mound of gray hair. His balls hung low and full. I licked my lips. Holding his cock by the base Jack shook it at me, a little drop of precum oozed from the head. I moved forward still on my knees with my mouth open and caught the head in my mouth. I circled the head with my tongue, working under the foreskin, and eliciting a pleasure filled sigh from Jack. I held onto his shaft and balls as I began to bob forward and back. Danny had been in control when I sucked his cock… really it had been more like him face fucking me. Jack, however, was letting me do all the work. I pushed myself down on his cock, swallowing hard. I tried to breathe through my nose so I could take him deeper and longer. Still I was only halfway down the girthy shaft when my gag reflex kicked in and I fell back coughing and spluttering. “Its ok boy,” Jack said in a soothing tone closing the distance between us again, “You’ll get used to it. Danny and I will have you deep throating our cocks like a champ in no time. For now, take your time and savor daddy’s cock. Show me how much you love my fat dick in your mouth.” “Yes daddy!” I jumped back up and started to slobber all over his cock. I licked around the slit, lapping up the precum that was leaking out. I swallowed both of his balls at the same time. I slid my mouth up and down his cock till it glistened. My jaw was tired, and my face was once more covered in my spit. “Good boy, you love daddy’s cock don’t you. You love worshiping it.” “I do daddy! I love your cock. I love having it in my mouth.” “You’ve done a good job boy. Really. Now get up and worship daddy’s body a little.” He put both of his hands behind his head exposing his pits. I was instantly hit with the smell of a hot sweaty man and my hole clenched around the plug. I leapt up and dove into his pit. His scent was different than Danny’s but no less intoxicating. I slurped away like a starving man. I felt like my head was spinning. This smell was like a drug that made you horny. The more I smelled it the harder I got and the hungrier I got for cock. A long bead of precum hung from the tip of my cock now. I didn’t know what a pig was at the time, but when I look back I could pinpoint this afternoon as the moment I became a pig. The scent of a man was all it took to make me horny. By the time I was licking his second pit I was in heat. I pulled out of his pit, my face covered in spit, sweat and his scent. On my tip toes I kissed him lightly on the mouth and said, “Please fuck me.” “You’re ready for daddy’s cock?” “Yes!” “You remember what that means boy?” “You’re going to breed me.” “And if I breed you…?” “I’m committing to letting you and Danny fuck me together.” “Is that something you want?” “Yes!” “Say it.” “I want you and Danny to fuck me together! I want to be your boy! I want you both to fuck me, and use me, and fill me with cum!” “Good boy! Lets go to the bedroom and get that plug out then.” He led me by the hand into the bedroom, and tossed me on my back onto the mattress. Immediately I pulled my legs up and hugged my knees to the sides of my chest. “Look at that ass! Damn. Danny wasn’t kidding. Such a perfectly furry butt. And isn’t that the cutest little plug you’ve got in there. Is that the only plug you own boy?” “Yes… I… well…” “Go on.” “When I got back from being fucked by Danny I wanted to feel full again so badly I pulled it out of my suitcase and put it in immediately. It made me feel slutty to know I had Danny’s cum plugged inside my hole.” “That is nothing to be ashamed of. Feeling slutty is good.” He tugged on the base of the plug causing me to moan. “Now, I’m going to take it out, and then I’m going to put my cock in your hole. You’re sure you want that?” “More than anything!” “Good boy.” He pulled a little harder and the plug slid from my hole with a soft squelch. I moaned. “That is a pretty hole. Probably a little tight still, but a pretty hole.” “I don’t think its that tight after Danny.” I laughed. “Oh its still tight… but if you keep going with us you wont be. I’ll stretch you out good.” “Fuck yes!” I had never considered being opened up, but now that he said it I desperately wanted to be. He spat into his hand and lubed up his cock, then he spat again and smeared it all over my tender hole. I moaned again. “So eager,” he said and lined his cock up with my hole. He rugged the big head against my pucker, smearing his precum and spit around. I was whimpering, and pushing my ass back trying to get him to slide inside me. When he finally shifted his weight and sunk the first few inches of his cock into me I sighed deeply. It didn’t hurt, it felt like bliss washing over me. My hole radiated pleasure as the second raw cock of my life slowly slid inside me. Sweat sprung up across my chest, and I could smell myself too now. I had never noticed my own scent before, but now I found it just as hot and sexy as Danny or Jack’s. I put one hand behind my head and smelled my own musk. “That’s it boy! Smell your own manly scent. It turns you on doesn’t it. Good! We don’t like our boys too fresh. We want you to smell like a fucking man.” He bent forward, pushing the last inch of his cock into me and stuffed his nose in my pit. He inhaled deeply, and with a satisfied sigh, ran his tongue from the side of my body to just below my elbow. He smiled and kissed me. I tasted salty sweat on his lips, my own salty sweat. I wrapped my arms around him and held his big burly body to me kissing him passionately. Our tongues wrestled, invading each others mouths. He held his cock balls deep inside me, flexing it against my tight hole as we kissed. “Use me,” I said, my voice a breathless whisper. “Good boy,” he said in return, and reared back so he was towering over me. I looked up his body, taking in the firm belly, the massive pecs, the thick gray hair. I felt overwhelmed by my lust for this man. This man old enough to be my father. This man who’s husband had fucked me and bred me just a few hours before. This man who now had his unprotected cock inside me. This man who was going to give me the second load I’d ever taken. Everything about him was astounding and sexy. Then he began to thrust. The pleasure I’d gotten from Danny’s cock hadn’t been a fluke, or a one off. Jack’s cock felt just as amazing as he slid it slowly in and out of my hole. He held my thighs wide, on either side of his thick frame. I was spread open for him, his belly rubbing against my crotch. I felt my mouth go slack as he picked up the pace. “I can feel Danny’s load in your hole.” “It feels so good daddy!” “I love sloppy seconds.” “Fuck me!” He was pounding me now. There was a steady slapping sound echoing around the room and a grunting it took me a minute to realize was coming from me. Jack’s cock was knocking a low guttural sound out of my mouth with each deep thrust. It was uncontrollable and animalistic, my body’s reaction to being dicked down. “You like that big raw daddy dick don’t you?” “Yes! I fucking love it. I need your load daddy! Breed my hole!” “Don’t worry boy, you’ll be full of spunk soon enough.” He starter to fuck me even harder, growling with each thrust. It felt like he was punching my guts with his cock head. He slammed it in and out. I could tell my hole had gone slack around his invading cock, no longer putting up any fight. He had hold of my ankles now and was holding my legs forward and out so that he was over me slightly. I looked up into his handsome face, contorted in pleasure and exertion as he railed me. Sweat glistened on his face, and trickled down in little rivers through his dense chest hair. I watched his face change, the pleasure and exertion slowly morphed into hunger. It was like an animal was clawing its way out of him. A werewolf shifting at the full moon. His breathing was ragged, his eyes clenched shut, and his jaw set. A low growl came from deep inside his chest, the kind that you feel more than hear. He was jack hammering his cock in and out of my without mercy. I was a ragdoll in his hands. With one last powerful thrust he forced the full length of his member inside me. It throbbed against my battered hole. I felt the cum rush up through his shaft till it exploded inside me. His cum flooded my hole as his cock pulsed inside me. I felt a glowing warmth spread inside my gut. “Thank you, daddy,” I whispered. I felt spent. It wasn’t until he dipped his fingers into the mess I’d made on my stomach and chest I realized he had fucked another load out of me. I had been so overwhelmed by the pleasure his cock was giving me I hadn’t noticed my own dick shooting another massive load. He brought his cum covered fingers to his lips and licked my load off of them. Then he bent down and kissed me. I tasted my own cum on his tongue. I could smell his sent. I was in heaven. Slowly he pulled his cock out of my hole. We both groaned. I felt warm but empty. Jack flopped down on the bed next to me. I let my legs down, my hole felt slick. “Damn boy. You did good.” I rolled onto my side to face him, and ran one hand through his thick chest hair. “Thank you, daddy. It felt… It felt better than any sex I’ve had before.” “Danny told me that he was the first man to fuck you raw.” “Yes!” “Well that’s part of why it felt better. Raw sex just feels better. Having a man finish inside you makes it even hotter. Right? You like being full of our cum don’t you?” “Oh my god yes!” “The other reason is, we know what we’re doing. Older men know how to take care of a boy’s hole. We know what you need, and how to make you feel good.” “You fucked me better than any boy in my college.” “Good. That will hopefully keep you coming back for more… speaking of. You’ve got my load in your guts now. You remember what that means?” “It means I’m committed to letting you and Danny use me together!” “Good boy.” He kissed me. “Is that still what you want?” “Yes! I want you both!” “You’re horny again already aren’t you!” “Yes… if you told me to bend over for Danny right now I would.” He laughed, a deep rumbling laugh that I felt through the mattress, “Good to know, but we’re not going to give it to you quite yet. You’re going to have one more opportunity to back out boy. Im going to leave you here to think for a while. If you really want to be our boy. If you really want us to use you, to open you up, to breed you; come to Bungalow 4 at 8pm. Don’t bother getting dressed. Walk over in your jock, that’s how we’ll know you’re committed. Once you’re there tonight though, you will not be given more opportunities to back out. We will use you. You will be our boy, our cum slut.” “Yes daddy!” “Good boy.” He kissed me again, and then got up from the bed. He walked out into the front room and I followed him. He picked up his shorts and made to leave without putting them on, his cocks still shinny from my hole. “Oh, I’ll drop off a bigger plug for you in a couple of minutes. If you find you need something more substantial than that little thing in the meantime.” One more kiss and then he was gone. I was naked except for a jockstrap now wet with spit and cum, my chest covered in my own drying loads, with an ass full of sperm from two different men, and I was harder than I’d ever been before.

Part 29: Easing Ryan Into It (Part 1) “Wanna fuck my ass?” Jay asked Peter, turning and flaunting his well-used hole. “It’s been a while since I had a neg dick in me.” “We’ll need another crack at him tonight,” Domonic said. “If we don’t poz him soon, people will start to think we can’t convert holes anymore.” “You’ll get my ass,” Peter said. “Plus, I still need to fuck Lewis again. And, I want a shot at Ryan.” “Absolutely, Mr. Flanagan,” Ryan said. “None of that mister stuff tonight, boys,” Peter said. “Only daddy,” Domonic said, looking at Lewis and winking. “Let’s go, Jay,” Peter said, stripping off his clothing. “I’ve never slept with two people from the same family.” “You’ll like me,” Jay said, flashing me a playful smile. “I’m the slutty one in the family.” “Let’s go, but not out here,” he said, looking at all of us. “I want to fuck you on my marital bed. I want your ass hoisted up over my wife’s pillow, your sweat dripping all over our sheets.” “Fucking fill me up,” Jay said, pulling Peter in for a kiss. “I want your huge load so deep inside me that Alan finds it next time he unloads his toxic cum.” Peter looked at me, a huge smile on his face. “I love your brother.” He grabbed Jay’s hand and pulled him down the hall. “There’s lube in every room, guys. Have a good time.” “It’s time to open you up,” Domonic told Lewis, his hands running down the young man’s thin frame. “But you’re going to work for it.” “I’ll work harder than anyone,” Lewis said, climbing off Domonic’s lap. “Let me show you how much I want you inside me.” “So eager,” Domonic said, pulling his shirt off, revealing all his tattoos. “You know what eagerness gets you?” Lewis shook his head, his eyes desperately trying to take in the enormity that was Domonic. “A wrecked hole,” he said, pulling his pants down and revealing his already hard cock, “and a poz future.” “Give it to me,” Lewis said, kneeling down and grabbing Dom’s dick, his tongue running along the shaft, a thick glob of pre-cum dripping down on his naked back and running down to his crack. Already Domonic’s cum knew where it needed to go. “How about you?” I asked Ryan. “Ready for me to fuck you open?” “More ready than you know,” Ryan said. He stood up and stood in front of me, his eyes examining my body. “But first,” he said, leaning forward. His lips met mine and we kissed, a gentle connection in which I could feel both his fear and longing. Never had I known that Ryan Kline had wanted me to fuck him. Then again, I never knew his father wanted me to fuck him either. There was something about a Ryder man that the Kline men couldn’t help but be attracted to. “Can I watch?” Pastor Kline asked. “I have a better idea,” I told him. “Peter has a guest room. Let’s go in there.” “You alright out here?” Ryan asked Lewis who was already swallowing Domonic’s cock as far into his throat as possible. Lewis struggled to look at us, tears in his eyes as he kept half of Domonic’s dick in his mouth. He nodded, giving us a thumbs up. “Don’t worry,” Domonic said, resting a hand on Lewis’s head before gripping the back and guiding more of his cock into the young man’s throat. “I’ll take good care of little Lewis.” “Don’t break him,” I told Domonic, caught between half joking and half warning. I could see in Domonic’s eyes the desire to push Lewis to his breaking point. It was the lust I had seen in my dream months ago. It was the lust I saw when he wanted to unleash himself. Even though we’d done almost everything together, I knew there was a part of Domonic that he had not yet shown me. There was a darker edge to Domonic that wanted to go too far, to break through every boundary, regardless of the consequences. He's already done that, I thought, thinking of every man in the room, knowing all of them were only here because Domonic had seen me and had wanted to corrupt me. He had corrupted us all. Ryan, Pastor Kline, and I entered the small guest room which was next to the room in which Peter and Jay were already fucking. I could hear them moaning, Jay gasping as the bed hit the wall between us. I was happy that Jay was enjoying himself. I was also happy knowing his new status wasn’t thanks to me. Listening to my brother get his ass stretched open and filled with a hyperspermia blast got me hard. I pulled off my shirt, turning to Ryan who did the same. His chest wasn’t hairy, though I could see that he would most likely be hairy soon. Seeing my hairy chest, he reached out and ran his fingers through my hair, stopping on my biohazard tattoo. He looked in my eyes and smiled. “I’ve dreamed of this for years,” he said. “You and me both, son,” Pastor Kline said, coming to his side, his shirt off, revealing the similarities between them. I knew Ryan’s dick was closer to my size than his father’s, and I was excited to see it and get fucked by it eventually. For now, I had two generations of Kline men wanting me. Ryan leaned down and kissed my chest, starting on the tattoo and then moving down to my left nipple. He started sucking, causing waves of pleasure to course through my body. “That’s right, son,” Pastor Kline said, resting his hand on his son’s naked back. “Keep sucking. Worship his chest. Worship his poz body.” Ryan continued to suck on my nipple, his father reaching for the other one where he too started sucking. I’d never had two men suck on my nipples before, but I felt my legs starting to quake from the intense pleasure. I fell back onto the bed, both men falling with me. They continued worshiping my body, hands running along my skin, lips kissing me, exploring every aspect of what they craved. I watched them, unable to grasp what I was seeing. Two men, a father and a son, were kissing my body, begging for me to fuck them. Sure, I’d fucked my own brother, but there was something different seeing two men wanting you, needing you to fuck their holes full of poz cum, and knowing they were seen by most as good, innocent men. Little did anyone know that Pastor Kline was such a cumdump. Little did anyone know that his son, Ryan, wanted cock just as much as his father. Little did people know that I had pozzed Pastor Kline and would soon do the same to his son. None of us were what we seemed. Brothers fucked brothers. Fathers fucked sons. Married men cheated on their wives, offering their neg holes to poz men who wanted them only for their bodies and a quick fuck. We were a twisted bunch of men, but I loved them all. My cock ached, begging to be unleashed. “I have an idea,” I told Ryan and Pastor Kline, both stopping in their endeavor to kiss every inch of my hairy body. “Ryan wants me to fuck him. Ryan also wants to fuck you,” I told Pastor Kline. “Why don’t I fuck Ryan while he fucks you?” “You’ll slam him into me,” Pastor Kline said, smiling. “I’d love for you to fuck my son’s ass while he fucks my hole. That’ll really make him ram into me, forcing me open.” “I’ve only fucked Lewis before,” Ryan said, his enthusiasm somewhat diminished. “I don’t know if I’ll be able to get fucked and fuck at the same time.” “I think you’ll be able to manage,” Pastor Kline said, resting a hand on Ryan’s shoulder, moving it down toward his ass. “You’re young, strong, and have a cock like a third arm. Plus, you’ve got us here to help you.” “Alright,” Ryan said. “Let’s give it a try.” Pastor Kline was the first to jump off the bed and strip down, though I watched him suddenly back away, turning around from Ryan and me. Ryan continued to strip while I came to Pastor Kline’s side. “What’s wrong?” I asked. “I just realized what we’re doing,” he said. “You said you wanted this,” I told him. “You wanted your son to fuck you.” “I know. I do. I just didn’t expect it to happen tonight.” “And I hadn’t expected to see you naked that first night I got back,” I told him. “See how that turned out. Now you’re a poz cumdump craving cock and drinking piss out of coffee mugs.” He smiled. “It’s just… what happens if this goes wrong?” “It won’t,” I told him. “He wants to fuck you.” He looked over my shoulder at Ryan who was now standing naked. “I want him to fuck me, too.” “Then enjoy this,” I told him. “I’ll fuck his cum right out of his balls and into you.” He smiled. “That’s one of the hottest things anyone has ever said to me.” I stripped my pants and underwear off, watching as Ryan and Pastor Kline saw each other naked for the first time. I knew they were both nervous, but the second they saw each other, their dicks started to rise, followed by mine. Was this what everyone else felt when they saw Jay and me together? “Can we compare?” I asked them, motioning them together. We already knew Pastor Kline’s dick was significantly smaller than mine, but seeing his dick next to Ryan’s was comical too. “What happened here?” I asked. “Is Ryan adopted?” “My father’s cock was huge, too,” Pastor Kline said. “I used to try watching him taking a shower just to get a glimpse.” He looked at Ryan and blushed. “Actually, I’ve done the same thing with you, too.” He turned and placed his and Ryan’s cocks next to each other. “No contest,” I said. “Makes me proud,” Pastor Kline said. “Fuck, you’re huge,” Ryan said, staring down at my dick as it grew to almost its full length. Seeing Pastor Kline and Ryan together made me almost as hard as when I saw Domonic’s monster of a cock heading for my ass. “How big are you?” “Eight inches,” I told him. “Domonic is ten.” I saw a panic start to set in. I knew I was huge, but I often forgot since Domonic was so much bigger. “You’re pretty close,” I told him. “I’m not sure I can fit you all in,” Ryan said, a hand reaching back to his ass. “If I can, you can,” Pastor Kline said. “Plus, you’re pretty close to his size.” “Really?” Ryan asked, looking down at his hard cock. “He’s bragged about your size for a while,” I told Ryan. I reached out and squeezed his cock, running a thumb over the head, smearing pre-cum. “You know, even with lube, it goes in better if it’s slicked up a bit.” Ryan looked at his dad, a confused look on his face. “He means sucking his dick,” Pastor Kline explained. Ryan started to kneel, but I grabbed his arm. “Your dad will need your dick to be slicked up, too.” I sat back down on the bed, leaning back. “Ryan, suck my cock while your dad sucks yours.” I patted the bed, helping Ryan lie next to me. Even before he could grab my cock, Pastor Kline had his son’s cock deep down his throat. “Fuck, Dad!” Ryan shouted, almost jumping off the bed. The longer Pastor Kline sucked, the more Ryan relaxed. “Fuck, Dad, that feels great.” “You can learn from your father,” I told him. “He’s the best cocksucker at church.” “The only one,” Ryan said. “Don’t be so sure,” I said. “Closeted men are bursting out of our doors at an alarming rate.” “The more the merrier,” Pastor Kline said, diving back down on his son’s cock. “If you aren’t careful,” I told Pastor Kline, guiding Ryan to my cock, “You’ll have your son’s cum shooting down your throat.” “But it feels so good,” Ryan said, his hand squeezing my cock, my pre-cum dribbling down his hand. “But you’d rather shoot into your dad’s ass,” I told him. “That’s right,” Pastor Kline said, Ryan’s cock slipping out of his mouth, a string of pre-cum dribbling down his chin. “The only thing I’ll swallow is your piss.” “Really?” Ryan asked. “I only want you shooting my could-be-grandkids deep in my ass,” he said, fondling Ryan’s balls. I grabbed Ryan’s chin and turned him toward me. “Better start sucking,” I told him. “Unless you want your hole torn open, you’ll get me good and ready to breed your virgin ass.” Ryan nodded and opened his mouth, taking my cock’s head into his mouth. My head flew back, the feeling a rush. “Fuck,” I moaned. “I love this family.” _______________________________________________________________________________________________ Hey guys, Thanks for waiting. While I know we all want to see everyone fucking each other in every combination possible, it just isn't possible. I'll do my best. Also, thanks for 100,000 views! That blows my mind.

When I got clean and sober 25 years ago I still hadn't figured out I was gay. Sure I'd occasionally wind up in a situation where I'd get or give a blow job and tried to get fucked some times but my ass was too tight and I didn't have the courage to tell my party friends what I liked to do in my alone time but I was smoking so much weed and drinking a lot so something had to change. besides I figured if I got cleaned up I could probably get a hot girlfriend. So a couple years later my finances are much better and I got finally got that hot slutty girlfriend I'd been looking for, for years and go figure I still wasn't sexually satisfied. I found the local gay chat line and started spending my evenings jacking to the stories of nasty local guys and learning what they were into (thankfully she and I were not living together). Then I found the hottest guy yet his on line name was Barebacker and my cock got rock hard every time I heard his voice. I felt so lucky that when he wasn't busy finding playmates he would exchange messages with me and tell me about his hot raw fuck buds. I was like a moth drawn to a flame and I had to speak with him every chance I got. I'm so happy that he had the patience to keep talking with and encouraging me to explore my desires. He showed up at my place with all my insecurities, but once he was in my place I couldn't resist and before long I was on my knees with his raw cock up my needy ass giving into the lust I'd been feeling for years. As he got close to shooting he asked where I wanted his load...I knew what I needed and said in me. He said good, but if I wanted his load I had to promise I would never play safe again. My lust was so overpowering that I made and have kept that solemn promise. The next day I broke it off with the girlfriend and began the journey of being a bareback faggot. This brings me to couple years ago. I'm still clean and sober and that phone chat line has closed down. It's too bad too because I'm very verbally stimulated and talking with a hot guy I can get seduced into almost anything. I'm sure my sex life would be much more advanced if I could talk with hot guys and get talked into piggy play please by them. Fortunately the internet has gotten much better and I found bredingzone. The chem conversion stories are the thing that really push all of my buttons. I appreciate the option to block those stories, but that is most definitely not the option I an going for. The stories have changed my attitude so much that it's pretty much only party guys I try to connect with on BBRT. Then I finally found the stud I've been looking for for years. He is poz and parties regularly, the nice thick cock on his profile is just a bonus. A bunch of years clean has made it hard for me to really give in to my desires so fortunately he showed tremendous patience and told me he loved corrupting good boys like me. Still our schedules just never seemed to mesh and the hook up I was so craving never seemed to work out. I'm so glad he is the man he is and he called me out of the blue late one Sunday and told me what a pig he knew I was and he was going to change my life. Calling a verbally stimulated bareback bottom like me and telling me that he was going to get me naked and blow clouds and my hard naked cock and I knew he had me. Tonight is the big night I know I shouldn't but I am headed to his place in a bit and I know a little smoke across my ass and knowing he has toxic sperm are going to get me to give in and give him my hole and my so to be formerly clean lungs. It's time to release the inner party pig!

I arrived this evening in Istanbul for a holiday and i got quite a few grindr messages after some minutes. Turkish guys look really good and have big dicks it seems! After taking a quick shower a guy came over and we started with a good kissing session followed by an intense, pretty slow fuck. He bred me deep and stayed inside after, didn't lose his erection once. The 2nd round was super rough and had me begging for his load. Good start of my trip in Türkiye! Where do I apply for a Turkish boyfriend?

Never got around to posting this but it's a hot story so... A year before the pandemic I went to my local bathhouse, not really expecting anything. I got a locker and once undressed I just sat around in the sauna. Some guy in his 40s was already there and noticed the young, fresh meat. I was still a bit shy as I had gotten on prep and had never taken anon loads before. He stroked my thigh and I pretty much immediately got hard through my towel. He noticed that and worked towards underneath my towel and asked me if I'd like some head. I looked down at his cock and saw he was hard too. Without saying anything I just went for it on my knees. He moaned and told me that I was a good boy. While I was working his cock someone came in and was watching the show before groping my ass. Guy #2 asked how the faggot was doing and as he said that my cock twitched and I moaned again. He took that as a sign that I liked being called that and asked guy #1 if he'd mind if he fucks me (he didn't ask me but obviously I wanted him in me). He lubed up and pushed himself right in. I was getting spit roasted for the first time and I couldn't be happier! After a bit I heard the guy behind me grunt, pull out, and thank me before walking away. I felt my hole and found that he came in me which made me a bit more wild on the guy I was sucking. He wanted his turn though and pulled me up and had me sit on his dick. I had my back towards him and mounted him. He picked my legs up and started thrusting. Nobody else was in there but I'm sure they would've loved to see a twink getting railed with cum dripping onto someone's cock. That first guy came quite quickly. I thanked him for a good time. I went upstairs to where the gloryholes are and got into one (they're my favorite). I felt like I was waiting forever but finally a cock came through! He didn't want to fuck but just wanted to get sucked off. I was fine with that and gave him a good deepthroat session. He gave the obvious knock after a bit and I made sure to go all the way to his base so he could feel my throat as he came. Nobody else really came into the gloryhole but I spent a bit of time in there jerking off thinking about how slutty I had become (a few years ago at this bathhouse I sucked off a bunch of guys and before that was one of my first times). I stepped out of the gloryhole and walked around a bit before I heard a voice that seemed familiar. It was the guy who first fucked me (guy #2) and as I walked into the room he was in (a video room with some benches) I saw a fit daddy talking with someone while they were watching some porn. We locked eyes and he said "Oh looks like a certain faggot might want daddy's cock again". My cock instantly shot up in my towel and he motioned me over. He said he wanted me to get lubed up a bit inside so his friend could have a good time too. I noticed that his friend was a fit guy but not a daddy. Either way I was going to get some more cock so I straddled the daddy and he started to pound me good. His friend wanted some attention and I was happy to give him some. The daddy must've really gotten warmed up from the first time cause he was getting pretty verbal with me as he was fucking me. We also got some attention and I was thinking I might actually be a gangbang slut. After what felt like 15 minutes of nonstop pounding the daddy came in me and invited someone over for a turn. That guy wasted no time and instantly had his way with me. He didn't last long and shot a load in me before the daddy had his friend take a turn. His friend, who was getting some quality head for at least 15 minutes took no time in getting inside of me and after about 5 minutes he himself finished inside as well. I had gotten 5 loads in my ass and one in my mouth so far and was loving it! I thanked them both and as I was leaving I saw a young asian twink sitting in the room. He said he was a little too shy to play but wanted to know if I'd go with him to his room. Naturally I said yes (I love other twinks)! In that room was one of my best experiences of the year. We 69'd, throat fucked each other, and flip-fucked. I spent so much time in there I was going to get worried I would get in trouble for overstaying. I didn't care though cause I was having so much fun railing this twink and getting fucked by him. Eventually we started flipping every 5 or so minutes to see who would cum first. He ended up cumming first and gave me my last load of the night. After he gave me his I grinned at him and told him that it was my turn! I pulled away from him and had him get on his fours so I could mount him. Once I was inside I started thrusting away thinking about all the loads in me, in a few minutes I ended up breeding him. I collapsed next to him and thanked him for the good time. He gave me his number and asked if I'd like to have something regular. We exchanged numbers and I ended up calling it a day/night. Sadly the pandemic hit a few months later and I have yet to return to that bathhouse. I also was never able to meet up with that twink due to the pandemic and he ended up moving away. I probably should've asked that daddy for his number but I wasn't thinking about it at the time. Hopefully the next time I go I'll make a new friend, ideally one who'd flip with me but also want to go be a cumdump alongside me.

The next day I headed for class, not paying attention the George or Mr. Lewis’s door. I heard his door open but I was long past it. I felt like I had a small new sense of confidence. So I made extra effort to try and avoid any suspicious types. For the next week I managed to avoid talking to anyone around the complex. On the times I’ve seen Mr. Lewis I’d walk past him giving some kind of dismissive greeting. I knew he still had a key to my place so I got in the habit of blocking my door every night. I would occasionally see Rob working around the place. He would give me a nod, and a slight smile. It may not have been much but for him it was a huge change in attitude. Coming back from the gym in the evening, I saw a familiar face. It was Frank. He was wearing shorts and a black tank top with a yellow logo on it with the letters NP on it. “Hey! Tommy right? Nice seeing you! How have things been?” I thought about the times he pissed up my ass and down my throat. I was still relatively new to water sports but by the time I was drinking it from him I was used to it. His was actually rather nice. “Yeah, I’ve been good. Just work school gym. Always busy.” “I can tell. Have you been seeing any of the other guys?” “Not much. I’ve been trying to take a break from that sort of stuff.” “Aw, that’s a shame. I was having a get together today. I was hoping to run into you and see if you’d like to come.” “What kind of get together?” “The kind were we hang out and enjoy ourselves. It’s pretty chill. You’d like it.” I didn’t have anything else planned today so I figured why not? I don’t really do much other than study and work, so this might be a fun change of pace. I looked down to his crotch and though about the offer. I really did enjoy drinking from his tap last time. Maybe I might get the chance again if we have a moment alone. But I wasn’t going to push for that. I may be a developing kinkster but I didn’t have to shamelessly seek it out. He wasn’t Mr. Lewis or George. He may have sampled me in the past but he never came off as extreme. “Sure that sounds like fun. I’ll just go wash up first.” “Nonsense, you’re good as you are. Wanna come up now? The guys haven’t been here long.” “Oh! They’re already here? If you really don’t mind the sweat…” “I more than don’t mind.” Frank grabbed my hand and lifted my arm above my head. He leaned in, gave a quick lick to my armpit then let me go. He licked his lips and smirked at me. “Come, My place is at the other end the the hall from you.” That was new. No one ever licked my pit before. It wasn’t my thing but if he was happy with me the way I was then that makes things more convenient for me. When we got to his place I saw Rob messing with a ceiling light close by. He saw me with Frank and I felt a little guilty. I know he wants me to stop playing with Mr. Lewis and George but Frank seemed okay. Never the less, I told Frank to head in while I had a word with Rob. “Hey Rob.” I tried acting casual but I sorta sounded like a kid who got caught. “Hey kid. Hanging out with Frank?” He seemed indifferent. “Yeah… I know you told me to stop playing around with dangerous guys…” “Frank isn’t dangerous. At least I don’t think he is. Besides you don’t have to do what I say. You can fuck around with who you want.” He kept adjusting the light fixture like he really didn’t care. “Yeah I know…” Rob stopped what he was doing and looked at me. “What do you want from me? My permission?” Was I? I didn’t want to let him down. I’ve been good at holding up his request so far but I really wanted to hear from him that this party I was going to was okay with him and not him just being passive aggressive. Sometimes it’s hard to tell with his typical disposition. “I guess so…” Rob looked at me like I said something funny. He put his tools down then gripped my shoulder firm. “You have my permission to go to Franks party. Happy?” I don’t know how to explain it but him saying that seemed to excite me. I felt a warmth pass through me and I was a little lighter. “Thanks Rob.” He rolled his eyes at me and continued what he was working on. I headed to Frank’s place and went in wondering who might be there. When I entered there was some music playing and drinks spread about. But the guys. The guys there were all in jock straps or harnesses! Wow okay I didn’t expect it to be this kind of party. Now I felt a little over dressed. Even Frank was out of his clothes and was wearing a jockstrap that looked like it came from a gay fetish store. “Hey guys the piss boy is here! I said I’d deliver!” Frank announced to everyone. Piss boy? Me? Oh that’s right! Last time I saw him he said he was going to arrange something like this. I thought I’d get a little more warning first, but I had been avoiding people these past few day. Suddenly I was being surrounded by all types of men in fetish gear. There were buff, guys chubby guys, slim guys. 7 men all together including Frank. “Oh damn! Uh Frank I wasn’t planning on fucking. This may be a bit much too fast.” A couple guys were already taking off my shorts and shirt. “Who said anything about fucking? You’re the party’s urinal. And my friends here have had a lot to drink.” Some of the guys were laughing. Two guys were gently holding my arms and feeling up my shoulders. One scruffy bearish guy was standing in front of me and pulling his cock out. “You say he loves drinking it Frank?” The bear pushed me to my knees. His dick was slapping my lips. “Yeah, he took it from me from both ends before.” Out of my peripheral I could see one guy blowing the other, but the guy doing the sucking wasn’t moving his head, oh right. Frank definitely gathered a bunch of like minded fetishists. The bear in front of me slapping my face to get my attention. “Open up for me! You want this don’t you?” I looked up at him. He was peering down at me looking past his large pecs. They were a chubby muscle. Hairy with perky nipples. Do I want this? I may have liked it from Frank but I wouldn’t call myself a piss pig. “Come on, be a good boy for me. You want to be a good boy right?” He pressed his cock against my lips and tried pushing in. He was attractive but I still just met him and- Oh fuck it! I opened my mouth and took in his cock. The guys around me encouraged me and patted me on the back. “Yeah, that’s it. Ima give you a sweet reward.” Bear guy caressed my face while his cock was in my mouth. He held it there for a moment as he concentrated. “Oh here it comes.” As soon as he said that. His hot yellow torrent started filling my mouth fast. I tried my best to chug it down as fast as I could. It was tangy but not too harsh. I could feel my cock getting hard. Some of it was leaking out of my mouth and running down my chin but the majority of it I managed to keep in. “Fuck he isn’t half bad at it. I’m finishing up here. Who’s up next?” “Easy there, he just got here guys. Give him a moment.” Someone I didn’t know said. I stood up, catching my breath. One guys was rubbing my ass and another leaned in and started kissing me on the mouth. He was a little heavy set. A wrestlers build, probably mid 20s, blond, round baby face. His tongue explored my mouth, I think he wanted to taste the bear man on me. I put my hands on his shoulders and kissed him back. So far I thought this party wasn’t so bad. “Okay guys how about this continues in the bathroom. I don’t need the floors getting ruined.” Frank started navigating us to the bathroom. Not everyone could fit obviously but baby face and the guy rubbing my ass were right beside me. They had me step into the shower and I had a pretty good idea why. The guy playing with my ass earlier was more slender and was in the shower with me. I could feel his cock poking my ass. He was slowly humping me while baby face continued making out with me. A couple more guys were in there too, stroking their cocks and watching the show. “I’m gunna unload in him here.” The guy behind me started pushing his cock inside me. It was semi hard but he managed to get it in. Baby face was still kissing me when I felt the warmth spread inside my ass. “Ooh fuck yeah. Look at him taking it.” He was pissing a lot in me. It was good that we were in the shower because there was too much and some of it ran down my legs. “Suck my cock a little, it’s going to piss up in you next.” Baby face guided my head down on his cock. His was about 6 inches, cut. But it was thick. I took it in my mouth and started sucking it all the while the guy behind me was finishing up. I could feel my insides flooded. I’m not sure how I’ll be able to take another guys bladder full. He pulled out and a small spurt of yellow shot out of me. I kept the rest inside while sucking the cock in my mouth. It was now fully hard and the guy took it out. He positioned behind me to stick it in. A much older man was rubbing his cock on my face this time. The blonde wrestler guy behind my shoved his cock inside me. It was thick so it hurt a little. “Oh fuck that’s a tight ass.” He was squeezing my ass cheeks like dough. The older man in front of me started pissing on my head. His golden shower got in my hair and all over my back. I’m sure some of it ran down my ass crack and got on baby face wrestler dude behind me. “I can’t go just yet, I have to savor this guys pussy.” He didn’t piss inside me but he started thrusting. He was fucking my ass while it was full from the other guy. I wasn’t intending on getting fucked but looks like I can’t do anything about it now. Besides, he was cute so I didn’t mind. Older dude was still raining down on me. As my ass was getting fucked and my head getting showered. I began to realize how hot this was. Fuck I guess I am a piss pig as well as a foot pig. It was startling how much I’ve developed kinks recently. A few months ago, fucking and blow jobs was all I would do. The occasional rim job but that was a far out as it went. Even then I still rarely hooked up. Now I’m in the bathroom of a guy I barely know, surrounded by cocks that want to piss in every hole I have. Older guy finished using my face as a urinal, while wrestler dude behind me was fucking the piss up my ass. Frank was sitting on the counter watching, jacking off. I motioned to him to come closer. He got to his feet and pointed his huge long cock at me and I took it in my mouth next. I was looking forward to his. “Aw yeah this is what you wanted hu?” Frank was still hard so it took a moment for him to prime up. Baby face was still going to town on my ass. Then Frank started pissing and I was welcomed with the familiar taste of a well hydrated guy. I enjoyed gulping down his load. My stomach was definitely being tested but I could handle him. Luckily he didn’t piss too much. I think he gave a load to someone earlier. I can taste a bit of ass on him. “That’s awesome man, good job taking my piss. You guys want next?” Frank directed towards a couple replacing him. Two chubby bears with beards and leather harnesses started double teaming my mouth. Their bellies pressed against each other as I got both of their cocks in me. I wasn’t sure if they were going to fuck my mouth or piss in it. I can’t imagine drinking from both of them at the same time. That would be too much all at once. But of course they did intend on unleashing in me. Wrestler baby faced guy was fucking hard and grunting. Piss gushing out of my ass as he pulled out and back in. Piss from the first guy, not him. The two bear chubs, let loose and started pissing in my mouth at the same time, and that’s when baby face buried in deep and came inside me. “Fuck! That’s good!” He grunted. I was now trying to drink from both these guys but it was impossible. I was spilling out my mouth at an incredible rate, I was drinking as fast as I could. I could feel my stomach swelling on it. Then baby face was under me. He was drinking the over flow spilling out my mouth. He met his mouth with my chin catching it all like an expert. I was grateful for the help. I put my hands on his shoulders for support. His shoulders were thick and strong. He grabbed my hands and caressed my fingers. We worked together to finish up the two bear chubs. They had a lot in them and were content with our work. I on the other hand was exhausted. My ass and stomach were filled with piss. I felt bloated and out of breath. “I need a break, this is way too much.” Baby face put an arm around me in the shower and was rubbing my belly. I leaned into him focusing on breathing. “You did a good job dude. That was fucking hot. And I loved your ass.” The other guys were sucking each other and a couple wandered off presumably to fuck. I reached up to turn the shower on to rinse off the mess. Baby face and I relocated to the table in the kitchen where we talked for a while. His name was Dillon. He played college football for some small time university. I didn’t really bother to remember for who. I wasn’t really a sports guy. He wasn’t out to his teammates naturally, so the stress of being a gay dude in sports means he looks to relieve himself though other means, and through a long chain reaction of self discovery, he met Frank and discovered a passion for water sports. “So how did you meet Frank?” Some of the others were doing some sort of sex acts or having conversation like us. A few more guys arrived but I hadn’t paid them much attention. “It’s kinda embarrassing. I was kinda preoccupied with something while nude and he ended up fucking me by surprise.” I recounted the time where i was pinned beneath George’s sloppy cum filled ass. “Wow Frank totally raped your ass? Or was it a roll play thing?” “Mr. Lewis gave me to go ahead! Toilet boy over there belongs to him!” Frank interjected from across the room. He was fucking one of the chubby bears over a coffee table. The chubby bear moaning. “Who’s Mr. Lewis? Your daddy?” Dillon asked, almost teasing. “No he’s just my neighbor. I haven’t played with him in a while. He’s been trying to get me to do a lot of kinky stuff for him and a lot of the times it goes over board.” “How so?” “He’s obsessed with trying to cum in me.” “That’s hot. Why is that a problem?” “He’s poz.” “Ah, and you don’t want to get the bug?” “No.” “Do you love his cock?” “Well, yeah I guess. It’s amazing, and a huge mushroom head.” “Then keep playing with him.” “Hu?” “No need to deprive yourself of a cock that makes you feel good. If you don’t want to get pozzed, there’s plenty of precautions you can take to prevent that and still have fun getting you brains fucked out. You use rubbers?” “No… he prefers bare back.” “Are you on prep?” “No I haven’t gotten around to doing that. And it’s hard to get an appointment with how busy I am.” “Eh, sounds like excuses. Some part of you, even if you’re not aware of it is turned on by the danger of it.” “What? Nah that’s not right.” “You don’t insist on condoms because he likes it raw. You don’t do prep for weak reasons. Nah, there’s a part of you that likes it. Even if that part doesn’t really want to get infected, you definitely love playing with fire.” “Um…” I wasn’t sure of what to say. It’s true that Mr. Lewis has an amazing cock. And every time he fucks me I get so overwhelmed with fear because of the risk. One could even say it was a massive rush. But was I actually liking it on some degree? No, it can’t be. “Hey all I’m saying is, if ya don’t want it, you know how to prevent yourself from getting it. If you do want it. Then you want it. But enough of bug chasing talk. I still have to take a leak, and I’m sure you can handle another load.” Dillon took a red party cup off the table that had a small sip of beer in it left and started pissing in the cup right there. “How long have you done water sports? You seem to be very accustomed to it.” “Not long, like a couple times in the past few months?” We continued to talk as he filled the cup. It looked like an ordinary beer except the beer keg was cute footballer who made this special brew inside him. “And you’re at one of Franks parties? Damn, talk about running before you can walk. Cheers to that.” Dillon handed me the beer-I mean piss cup. It looked good, it was very warm and light, the color of a German Pilsner. I was still kinda full from before but I had room for it, and I was starting to like this guy so that made me want to drinking more. I brought the cup up to my lips and started chugging it down. It did have a slight beer taste to it. Left over from whatever was in there before. Dillon was rubbing himself as I drank. Once I finished I was totally full at this point. I couldn’t drink anymore. Dillon licked my lips. He brought me in for a deeps kiss, shoving his tongue in my mouth. We made out for a while. The party goers getting more rambunctious around us. At some point Dillon said he had to go, but we exchanged numbers to keep in touch. Since the party was getting more orgy than piss play at this point I decided I had enough as well. I started to get ready to leave but I wanted to thank Frank for having me over. I wandered around looking for him, weaving between the bodies fucking and piss drinking. I made my way to the bedroom to see if he was there. It was dark in there, I could barely see. I was going to turn around to leave but someone closed the door. I didn’t know who and my eyes were still adjusting. “Hello?” I asked in the dark. A dim red light turned on. I could see who it was. A buff guy wearing black rubber shorts, gloves, boots, and a black rubber mask covering his entire head. I couldn’t see eye holes and he had a zipper over the mouth. It was a little scary. He said nothing. “Excuse me I was looking for someone.” I reached for the door but he took my hand away from it. He stood in front of the door blocking my exit and slowly walked toward me. I was back against the bed with him almost close enough our bodies could touch. He leaned in and reached for something past me on the bed. It was a curved funnel. He undid the zipper on his mask and attached it to his mouth with a strap. The funnel pointing upward. He got on his knees and put his hands on my hips looking up at me. He was still silent but I figured I knew what he wanted. I guess he wanted me to piss in the funnel. The thought made me realize how much I needed to piss due to how much I drank at the party. It was a weird feeling standing in front of this kneeling stranger who’s face I couldn’t see. I pointed my cock towards the funnel and released. His hands gripped my ass and I herd fast swallowing sounds coming from him. It was the first time anyone ever drank mine before. It felt good to drain it and arousing that it was being swallowed up by a thirst pig. I think I was really loving this kink. The funnel was almost full when I emptied the last of my piss into it. Rubber mask was doing his best to drink it all. I watching the piss disappear in the funnel. Every last bit of it was gone. The guy gasped to catch his breath but kept eye contact with me. Was it eye contact? I guess so since his head was still looking up at me. He rubbed his hands on me more, exploring my body. The rubber gloves feeling slick and smooth on my bare skin. It was a new experience but nice. “Hey thanks dude. I didn’t realize how badly I needed to go.” I motioned to leave but he held my hips. He was still on his knees but didn’t want me to leave. He patted my ass cheeks, almost pleading for something. Oh! “That other guy pissed up my ass earlier. Is that what you want?” He gave an enthusiastic nod, his ass shook back and forth almost like a dog wagging his tail. My eyes were fully adjusted to the darkness and red light. His body was well toned. I couldn’t tell what skin color he had, all I saw was red and heavy shadows. He was a mystery. It was kinda jarring to see such a big dude so submissive to a, well compared to him I was definitely a twink. Maybe a twunk. No one else was in the room. “Okay, if you’re sure.” I turned around and squatted over the funnel, wondering how this would work. Rubber mask put his hands on the back of my thighs close to my ass, acting as a sort of human chair. He was strong and had large biceps so I’m sure he could easily support my weight but I didn’t want to stress him too much. So I made sure only to give him about half of my weight. It didn’t take much for me to release the piss in my ass. I was full and it was practically begging to come out. I tried controlling the flow so I didn’t overwhelm the poor guy. I herd him gulping down again. Wow this was probably the craziest thing I’ve ever done. He was drinking it as fast as I was giving it. This man was an expert. I felt his body tremble a bit, he must have been getting tired. “Sorry I’ll let up a bit.” I tried supporting my own weight but he squeezed my thighs and kept me down. He forced me to sit my entire weight down into his hands. “Are you okay?” He patted my thigh with one hand. I guess that meant yes. This guy was determined to serve me. I never met someone so eager in this kind of role before. Then again I never met anyone who was into this kind of role. I felt the last of the gold liquid spill out. I got up off of his arms and watched him go. He swallowed the last of it then took the funnel strap off and zipped his mouth shut. His head tilted to the side a little. I think he was looking at me in gratitude. He bent down, and rubbed his head on my leg. I wasn’t sure what to do, so I patted his head a bit “Uh… good boy?” He moaned and hugged my leg. This is so strange, but it’s also weirdly hot. Is this what having a sub is like? Did others want me to be like this? So many thoughts went through my head as I was petting Rubber mask at my feet. It was kinda cute. Like having a dog. A very fucked up but affectionate dog. Rubber mask looked back up to me, I think awaiting further instruction. I didn’t really know what else to do. Collin may have fucked me (oh right I guess Rubber mask swallowed his cum along with that other guys piss.) but I wasn’t really planning on fucking. “Thanks for the fun time, but I need to go.” He seemed to have no objections, but even if he did I guess he wouldn’t think it proper to express them. He was a power sub after all. Is that a thing? Power sub? Well if it is, Rubber mask is definitely one. “But, if you want I could see you again. I’m just at the end of the hall.” He gave a nod. I don’t think I’d be able to recognize him if he did come around. So I guess I opened myself to another stranger. I was getting bold. I opened the door and the light from the party flooded in. Frank was there standing in front of me looking in the room. “Oh I see you found a friend. How was it? He didn’t do anything too crazy did he?” He seemed pleased with my fooling around in his bedroom. “Rubber mask? Yeah he was um… a very good boy?” “Wow you hear that?” Frank was looking past me to the guy still kneeling. “Looks like your name is Rubber mask now! Ha ha!” “Oh what is his name?” I turned towards him realizing how rude that was to talk about him in third person. “Sorry what is your-“ Frank directed my face towards him. “His name is Rubber mask. You said so yourself. You can’t take it back now.” He then whispered to me. “This is his thing, just humor him.” “Okay. Oh by the way I wanted to thank you for having me over but I’m headed home. The party is getting a bit too wild for me.” “Too wild for you? Hey, if you say so. But yeah it was great having you here. The guys loved you I’m sure.” I grabbed my clothes and gave Rubber mask one last pet on the head, he seemed happy. I got dressed and left the party to their vices. The door closed behind me and the music was muffled. I was finally no longer apart of the piss orgy party. I stood in the hall for a moment. Reality suddenly coming back to me. Jesus Christ what the hell am I becoming? I went home for the night. As I laid in bed my head was swarming what fantasies of so many different guys. Rubber mask, Dillon, Frank, Muscle bear, Mr. Lewis, Rob… what would Rob think of all that? Would he be interested in that sort of thing? I fell asleep dreaming of myself in rubber mask’s position and Rob standing in front of me. I think at some point Rob’s form might have periodically turned into Mr. Lewis for a moment, but mostly it was Rob, filling the funnel.

Juan was in his mid 20d slim build avg height dark hair and loved taking cock and loads. He started taking to a man offline who had a ten inch cock and was into so much it be easier to say what he wasn’t into. What you have to know about Juan is he’ll practically do whatever the top tells him to. So one day the top asked if he has ever slammed. Juan had never heard that let alone done it. He looked into it and at first said no but he then started seeing videos and he wanted to see why people rushed so he agreed. He got to the tops house point prepared in front of him. And was administered his clothes come off flying and started sucking the tops cock. The top told him to go to the bed and wait on all fours. Even though Juan took lots of cock before this felt better than ever and he was cock hungry after taking the tops cock and loads for three hours a break was needed only because the tops friend came over and he said we should be dressed. The tops friend asked if Juan would like another…he said idk I’ve never done it till today so never done two he assured him a second would be ok. Juan agreed again he was admined first and only this time it was more intense no orders were given he went straight to the bed got naked and started playing with himself on all fours waiting for the other two to come use him. His wish was granted both guys took turns and one being 8in and one being 10in wasn’t an issue. Hours went by with them switching him around being overfilled with cum to where it star the s leaking out. But it got better the 10in top laid down and said ride me but bend forward in an instant Juan obeyed and then the other top got behind Juan and inserted his cock. His hole tingles with pleasure he had never been DP but boy was he enjoying it. 13 hours of Juan being used and bred later the threesome ends but only began Juan’s life into being spun used and wanting to try kinkier wilder things in hopes of feeling the same things he did his very first time.

Chapter 8: Fast Forward. Part 2. I was in heaven having my step dads lips around my cock. My friends blow jobs were good, but nothing like this. I wanted to cum quickly, but my step dad gave me my first lesson in edging. He could sense that his step son was about to cum, and took his mouth off my cock, and started caressing and kissing me. This worked the first time, but not the second time. I told my step dad i was sorry to disappoint and my step dad said he wasn't disappointed, and actually thought I'd cum during the first "break." I then told my step dad i wanted to suck his cock. My step dad said great cock suckers are well trained, and expect to take it slowly, closely following his instructions. He first told me to worship his cock and balls by simply kissing them. After that he instructed me to simply lick his cock and balls. After that he told me to put his balls in his mouth, and gently suck them, but he would be telling me to suck harder at times. After doing all 3, he said i was off to a fast start. He then instructed me to put his cock in my mouth, only a little past the head, and suck lightly just like i did on his balls. Once he was content he told me to go deeper and again start sucking lightly and progressing. I thought I got a bit more than half of my step dads cock in my mouth before he shot his wad. My dad didn't swallow, but kissed me swapping his load. The afternoon was growing old, and my step dad suggested we shower together and go get dinner. We did just that, soaping up each others cocks and balls, as well as our asses. My step dad brushed his cock on my tight pink hole, and i asked him to fuck me. My step dad just said there are a few things to learn before I take your virgin ass, but he was happy that he asked first. We went to a nice restaurant and had an amazing meal, then returned to the hotel where we immediately stripped and went to the "tent bag" which was actually a portable sling. I asked if that's where I'd loose my virginity and he said not tonight, but likely tomorrow. I was disappointed but wanted to do as instructed. After the sling was set up, dad got out his trick bag, and said he first had to teach me the proper way to clean before sex. He pulled out a shower shot, and connected it to the shower. He explained that first of all eating before would complicate the process. He explained that after not eating, you could usually release the water into the tub or shower. As we had a large dinner he explained it would be best to get some water in, and release it in toilet until clear, and finish in tub. I had no idea having sex was so much work for a bottom!

Chapter 17: Becoming Like Sir I was actually quite eager to breed my Sir. Although I had never topped before, I felt i had learned enough from Sir. Sir got into the sling, and i spit on his hole. Sir told him to take it slow and steady as it was likely I'd cum quickly having my cock up someone's ass for the first time. And Sir was right. In a little over 5 minutes, I thrust myb cock in Sir, and flooded his hole deeply. Sir was mostly a top, but loved that I filled his hole with my hot cum. It was a quick load, and although i shot it deep inside Sir, my seed was dripping from Sirs ass. I licked any cum that escaped, and Sir told me to grab a plug and plug him. I asked Sir to make love to me, and Sir said he would later. He suggested we get in bed together, and see if I had anyone cruise me on BBRTS. We opened up the ap and 7 guys viewed my profile. Two of them sent me a message that they would love to hook up, and particularly with his Sir there. Sir told me to check out other profiles while he checked the 2 profiles out. Sir liked their profiles, which met his requirements of the party ad, which his boy didn't know he placed. After Sir cruised the two profiles, he kissed his boy, and asked him if i was ready for some fun with a third, and added that it would be pure raw sex, and not making love. I said that although I enjoyed making love, I knew in my heart that i would also enjoy pure raw sex, and was up for it. Sir then introduced me to the party ad section to show me the ad he had posted. I was somewhat shocked, but told Sir that I was excited about it. My cock was now as hard as a rock, as was Sirs. Sir suggested we take a shower and deep clean for our first group experience. Sir said he would invite the two, who had both responded to his party ad. I then asked Sir if we could limit the party to one at a time. Sir said that was a good idea as to not overwhelm me the first time. Sir indicated he would suggest that to the two invitees. Sir told me he was so proud of me so far, and although he was eventually going to introduce me to pure M2M sex, he decided I was ready for it now. I agreed. I then thanked Sir once again for helping me discover my gay side. Sir asked if my friend had discovered his gay side yet, and I said I believe he had. Sir suggested that I should find out for sure, and if I enjoyed the 3 way experience perhaps we could have one with him. Sir cautioned me not to mention this to my friend though. Next Chapter: Let's Get the Party Started

Chapter 13: Dinner Then Desert. Sir and I were about to leave for dinner, when he told me to think about all the Positions, and after dinner, that's how I would make love to him, shooting my load deep in him for the very first time. On their way to dinner, they passed a sex shop, and Sir pulled in, telling me I deserved something special for all ive accomplished this far. Sir found the perfect leather jock for me. It had a removable front cod piece which was attahed with snaps. He told me to try it on, and if it fit, to keep it on for dinner. They had a table away from others, and while they were waiting on their food, they were both fondling each other's cocks. My new leather jock was amazing, and Sir apparently loved rubbing my cock in it. I actually came in it, and told Sir. He laughed and said I was simply conditioning the leather! After they ate, they headed back to the motel, where Sir told me to model my new jock for him. We then got in bed and kissed and cuddled. Sir explained that normally sex isn't like this as most guys prefer a pump and go. He continued by saying pump and go's were his most frequent, but wanted something more, even if it was with his step son. I said I was happy to hear that and asked Sir if he could still have pump and dumps. Sir indicated that was OK however he wanted to know when and who with. Sir added that he would like me to participate in a 3 or even more way as long as they kept their relationship secret, and not locally. I said that was hot, and asked Sir how he found other men to have sex with. Sir told me that was a part of a future lesson. With that Sir asked me which position I wanted to make love to him in. I said I was torn between doggy and Missionary. Sir said I probably had enough cum churning in my balls, it would be both, and instructed me to suck his cock. He told me the first position would be making love, but the second would be simple fucking. Sir told me I was expected to be verbal in both cases. We seductively stripped each other and started caressing each othets bodies. I focused on my Sirs nips fot the first time, gently pinching them then sucking on thr. Sirs nips were definitely tied to his cock. We then got in bed, with my back propped up against the headboard, and Sir sitting in front of me. We passionately kissed as i fondled his cock. It wasnt long before i told him i wanted to make love to him, and told him to get on his back and put his legs over my shoulders. There was no need to suck him to get him hard. I lubed up his ass, sticking a few fingers in him and pumping them in and out. I then slowly slid my cock in him. When i was in to the base, i bent over and passionately kissed hom before making love to him. My balls were full of cum, and aching to release, so i only made love to him before unloading deep in him. As I unloaded in him, I looked into his eyes and said I love you. I then ate his ass, and swapped my load with him. We both rolled over and kissed, and Sir told me thatvm was amazing, especially as it was the first time I had seeded anyone. He added that I was great at being vocal also. He suggested we rest a bit for our next fuck session, and reminded me to change verbal gears for it and be a nasty verbal pig when we did! I was happy that Sir gave me some time to think about how to be a verbal pig. I thought back to some of the videos I had seen. It wasn't long before Sir said make love to me. I immediately responded that I was going to fuck him, and fuck him hard and told him to get in the sling. He said yes Sir. Once I positioned him, he again said make love to me. I spit in his face telling him he was only a hole for me to use solely for my pleasure. This apparently excited Sir as his cock grew to full size. He put his hand on his cock, and started to stroke and I slapped him, saying this was for my pleasure and not his. I told him if he was lucky, I'd suck his cock, but it wasn't for his pleasure but mine. I thrust my dry cock in his ass to its base and thrusting in him as hard as I could. Completely pulling my cock out, and thrusting back in. The sling was rocking back and forth while I fucked him. Sir said he wanted my load and I slapped him again telling him it didn't matter what he wanted, as I was in control now. I grabbed his nipples and pinched them as hard as I could. Surprisingly his nipples were also connected to my cock, and it seemed my cock grew ever harder than it already was. I could feel my nut sack tightening up, and knew it wouldn't be long before I seeded him. Just before I nutted, I blurted out take my positive load. You are mine now you fucking pig! I then flooded his hole. I told him to get out of the sling, and into the bed you fucking pig, I'm not done with you yet. I told him to get on his stomach, and then I ate his ass. He begged me to feed him my load, and I slapped his ass as hard as I could and reminded him this was for my pleasure and not his. I then told him to roll over and I'd suck his cock, but once again it was for my pleasure, and he wouldn't be tasting his cum. After he shot a huge load in my mouth, I put two fingers in my mouth, and moved them towards his mouth. He opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out. Just before my fingers reached his tongue, I pulled them back, and put them in my mouth, sucking them clean. I said to bad you couldn't taste your last negative load as it was unbelievably tasty. Sir told me that I did an amazing job, but asked why I played the poz card. I explained that I had seen a poz porn before, and it was the most verbal and piggy porn I've ever seen. Sir told me one didn't have to be positive to be a pig. I said i realized that, but really didn't know how to be verbal and piggy at the same time. Sir then kissed and caressed me. Deep down in Sirs heart, he knew the discussion of becoming poz would come up, but now wasn't the time.

Couldn't agree more! I have a strong appreciation for those early bareback studios - I was already hunting for raw sex on the DL, but HDK, TIM, DickWadd showing all that hot GROUP bare pig fucking brought me out of the closet as a confirmed barebacker! Later on came the super hot muscle jock types like Sean Cody, ChaosMen and Gay4Pay studios (very hot), but always had - and still have - a lust for all the hot EARLY bareback porn - taking the risk and going raw cuz it felt 100 x better - total mix of sex pigs!

This isn't anything new. Even in rural areas, the percentage of those guys who identify as "straight" but were still on the DL is very high, almost equal to those living in metropolitan areas. As I have gotten older, many of the guys I have hooked up with were formerly married to women, or have children from past relationships. I figured that was a "sign of the times" as many who were willing to talk about the subject said family pressure was the main reason they married and had children, not because they really wanted to. I moved from a more rural area to a metropolitan one, and I found that the percent was about the same. Also, if I met guys through say through the now defunct Craigslist, those guys were not the same as those who would post profiles on say adam4adam, or barebackrt. I would say the majority identified as bisexual or said they were straight, but wanted to have sex with a guy once in a while. I heard reasons like "My wife won't suck my dick" or "She won't do anal". When I lived in "the country" so to speak, the three guys who I saw on a regular basis were either married, previously married or were living with a woman. I used to think there was something wrong with me that I attracted guys that used to have sex only with women, but after talking to other guys I found that they too, were having sex with guys who identified as bisexual or wouldn't even go that far. I make it a point not to ask personal questions when I first meet someone. It's not my business, no one forced them to respond to my profiles or come over my place. But after a few years and seeing a personal twenty or thirty times, I felt a question here and there was fair game and those who continued to stop by eventually opened up and talked about their personal lives. After all, it's just sex, there is no emotional involvement, and no one owes anyone an explanation. But a little background info about how you ended up in my bed on multiple occasions made me more comfortable with them . In most instances, I answer their texts first.

I went to the bathhouse for the first time, and even though I was nervous, I still had a good time and got a number of loads. My mentor wasn't able to take me as he's traveling at the moment, but he encouraged me to go on my own and sort of walked me through how things usually work. I was mostly nervous of running into someone I might know, as I'm not really out. I decided to go on a weeknight when it was less busy just to sort of ease into things and get a feel for how it all worked. I got to the bathhouse in the evening and rented a small room instead of a locker, just in case so that I'd have a place to relax and collect myself. I stripped and put on a towel, put the key around my arm, and started exploring. There was a hot tub, shower area, wet and dry steam room, and a gym. There was also public play area towards the back - I went in to take a look but it was pretty dark and sort of stood there to let my eyes adjust when someone wordlessly put their hand on my ass. It startled me and I jumped before turning around. I must have had a 'deer in headlights' look, because the man asked me if I was okay, to which I replied that it was my first time and was just a bit nervous. He asked if I wanted to come back to his room and he could show me a good time, to which I agreed. He led me back to his room and dropped his towel, exposing a nice ~7-inch cock, moderately thick with an upward curve - he was already hard. He saw how my eyes fixated on his cock, and, with a twinkle in his eye, he said "I was going to ask but I can see what you want." He gently guided me onto my knees and I started sucking his cock. "That's it, that's a good boy," he moaned, as I worked his dick with my mouth. "You like sucking Daddy's cock, don't you, boy?" I moaned in the affirmative. "Good boy. You're just a beautiful little faggot aren't you?" The magic words. I nodded my head while still working his cock. He abruptly pulled me up off the floor, and had me get on the bed on all fours. He started eating my ass out, and before long, had lined up his cock against my hole and pushed in. "Oh god," I breathlessly moaned, my heart pounding. There's just something so psychologically (and physically) hot about that first bareback insertion. Feeling a raw cock slide inside me for the first time sends my brain spinning with all sorts of thoughts - horniness and lust, vulnerability, feeling used, a bit of shame, but also a profound sense of 'rightness'. The adrenaline/endorphin rush is just incredible and it makes my heart pound and skin flush every time. He started pounding me pretty hard, commenting on how silky my hole felt, and what a beautiful faggot I was taking a strangers raw cock. He didn't take long before he announced that he was cumming in me, and I felt him slam into me hard, as if he was trying to get his cum as deep inside me as possible. As he came in me, I felt a positive swell of emotion - this was what I wanted and it felt so right, to please men with my body. He asked me if I wanted to cum, but I declined because I wanted to stay horny and take more loads. He said he'd love to fuck my cummy hole and add a second load later on if I was still around. I thanked him and left his room, and decided to go to the steam room to relax and regroup. I put my towel on the stone bench and sat, and just closed my eyes and relished in what had just happened, with the load of cum still inside my ass. I heard movement and felt someone sit next to me and put their hand on my thigh. I didn't stop them, and then they took my hand and guided it toward their hard cock. I opened my eyes and got on my knees and started sucking. This went on for a minute or so before I felt someone behind me, fingers probing my hole. I moaned and leaned back into their fingers. They pulled out, and must have noticed cum on their fingers because they said "Fuck yeah" and then I felt a cock pushed up against my hole. Those same feelings rushing through my brain as his cock slid into me. I loved how he didn't even ask, he just saw me and took what he wanted. As I was getting spit roasted, I heard/felt the door open a few more times, and we had amassed a small crowd of people watching me get spitroasted. I couldn't really see anyone clearly, but that feeling of being watched was an added rush to the already wonderful feelings that were going through my body. The first guy unloaded in me wordlessly, then got up and left. I never even saw what he looked like. The guy I as sucking got up and took his place at my ass and slid right in and started fucking. Another guy got in front to use my mouth. This happened a few more times and I took 4 loads in my ass on the floor of the steam room. After the last guy came in me, I just sat on the bench for a while, feeling almost as if this had been a dream. But the cum leaking out of my hole most definitely confirmed it was not. I loved how impromptu everything was, and how things just sort of organically unfold. I wanted more, but it was also late and I had early class the next day so I decided to call it a night. I will for sure be coming back, and I definitely want to try out the public sling/fuck bench next time.

Anyone notice a lot of straight married guys on Grindr and Sniffles looking for side anon action bb lately? I’ve notice quite a few and many saying their wives aren’t making them cum or not in the mood…. Is march close pussy for spring cleaning month?

Seems like they havent released anything in forever but all the classic vids are every where raw porno is found…would be amazing to see a new generation of HDK tops and bottoms. The studio had a huge influence on me and was prolly my intro to bareback sex. Had many of my fav porn star tops like Big Ben Gunn, Jay Benjamin, Mitch banning, Titpig, Steve Parker and so many more as well as legendary bottoms like Tim skyler, Steve tuck, Caleb Daniel, and jarrod Steele. Will never forget the first time I discovered HDK I was shown the video Palm Springs Sluts and HDK Road trip

Chapter: 14 Sex vs Love Sir immediately told me to get on all fours. Sir put a small amount of lube on his boys hairless pink pucker, and began rubbing it in with the head of his cock. He teased my hole by just sticking the head of his cock in making me beg for all of it. I started to say Sir I need you to plant your seed deep in my eager hole. As soon as his boy said deep, Sir buried his cock to the base. It was the last thing I expected, and I winced in pain. He asked me if i was OK, and I said it hurt, but in a good way. Sir then bent over and we kissed before he started gently pumping my ass. After awhile Sir started pulling his cock completely out of my hungry hole, and then back in. Sir grabbed his phone and took a short video of my ass being stretched by his cock. Sir thought it would be good for me to see what it looked like, as he hoped I would be vers and thought the video might help convince me not just to be a cum dump. Sir continued to slowly pump away, and felt his nut sack tightening so knew he was close. He told me he was close and would be a bit more aggressive with me. Sir began pumping faster and more aggressively until he busted his load deep inside. I fell flat on the bed, and Sir remained hard in me. I said I love you Sir, and Sir pulled out and kissed me telling me to get on my back and put my legs up. Even though Sir shot a huge and deep load in me, there was a small amount of cum dripping from my ass. Sir was quick to lick it from my ass and passionately kiss me before entering my ass again. This time Sir would take it slow and steady with me. He would bend down kissing me occasionally. I became somewhat vocal by saying make passionate love to me Sir, and show me how much you love me by planting your seed deep Inside me. This turned Sir on immensely and it wasn't long before he shot his second load in me. Sir then pulled out a butt plug to hold his seed in for later on. We made out and kissed some, falling asleep in each other's arms. Next Chapter: The Search is On

Yes! In last year, I’ve had more encounters with married straight men than before, without changing my cruising habits lol. These have included on ‘gay’ hookup sites, cottages, a work colleague and a barista at my local coffee shop. All raw without even asking about condoms, status etc and I introduced two of them to my friends Tina and Gina.

Chapter 20: Tricks and Treats. The 3 way was scheduled to start at 9, and the trick showed up at 8:45, just as Sir was locking the collar on me. We were both naked on the nasty sofa in the room. It was obvious that many had fucked on it before. Once the trick got in, Sir told him to stand in front of us and model, but not take his clothes off until told to do so. The trick was a hot Puerto Rican guy in his late 20s, early 30s. He was wearing a wife beater, which showed off his pecs and pierced nipples. He also had a pair of gym shorts on, and despite his jock strap, they could tell he was getting hard. Sir instructed him to turn around so could see his ass. Once there, Sir told him to bend over and gave it a nice hard slap. His ass was hard as a rock. Sir then told him to turn around and drop just his gym shorts. He was wearing a sexy yellow jock, which told Sir he was likely into watersports. Looks like Sir had a new lesson for me! Sir told the trick to start rubbing his package. After a few minutes Sir told him to stop, and as soon as his turtle was back in its shell, to take his jock off, and present his cock to me He told the trick he was then free to talk to me, but only telling me how he liked his uncut meat sucked. It wasn't long before the trick dropped his jock, and told me to start sucking his cock like a cut cock, telling me to suck on just the foreskin, and to get my tongue indide of it. The trick then told me to pull his massive foreskin down and lick the head of his cock. I was amazed at the amount of foreskin the trick had. I did as instructed and could taste some precum. The trick didn't let me focus on his head for very long before pulling out. Once his turtle went back into its shell, he told me to gently just start sucking on the foreskin. It wasn't long before the trick told me to start chewing on it. He told me to chew softly and first, but gradually increase the chewing and he would tell me when to stop. The boy looked at Sir, and Sir told him to do what the trick said. All I could think was that it must be painful having your foreskin chewed on. It apparently wasnt for the trick as he was moaning in pleasure and his cock started growing and hus foreskin disappearing. After his turtle came our of its shell, the trick instructed me take it to the base. I took him to the base immediately and sucked on him for a few minutes. The trick said good boy, and Sir immediately slapped his face, telling him the only conversation he was to have with him was how to suck an uncut cock. He warned the trick that next time he didn't follow the rules he would either be slapped even harder, or even told to leave. The foolish boy said yes Sir, and was slapped again, this time even harder. He explained that he was only to speak when told to, and 3 strikes and your out. He then asked the trick if he understood and he said yes, and emphasized Sir. Sir told him to continue his lesson. After i sucked the tricks cock to completion, Sir said that he would clean the tricks cock, but instructed me to watch how he worked his mouth and tongue into his foreskin. Sir had an amazingly talented and long tongue. He got his tongue deep inside his foreskin, savoring every last drop of cum under it. Sir then instructed both boys to get on the bed. He went to his trick bag and retrieved two sets of nipple clamps attached with chains to them. He then told the boys he was going to put on a porn, and they were allowed to speak only if they saw something that they wanted to experience. Sir put the nipple clamps on both boys and told us to put the chain in our mouths. Once Sir got between us, he grabbed our heads, pushing then back gently at first. He told us whomever kept the chain in their mouths the longest would have a special privilege. The trick lasted the longest, however it was obvious that both our nipples were wired to our cocks, as we were both now rock hard, as was Sir. Sir said they would continue later, and told the trick to get between his legs and suck his cock. The trick immediately took his position, and Sir reached around and stuck his finger up his pucker. After a few pumps, Sir told me to eat the tricks ass, getting his tongue deep in his ass. Sir then reached behind and pushed two, and then three fingers up the tricks quivering hole. As a reward, Sir told the trick he would get to choose who fucked who. He asked the trick, and he said he wanted Sir to fuck him, but he wanted to fuck me at the same time. Sir smiled and said, good you're not just another greedy bottom. Sir continued by saying he wanted the trick to ride his cock first to get use to its length and girth, but he would get the opportunity to have a triple fuck before he seeded him. The trick straddled Sir with his cock facing him at first. He slowly went down on Sirs cock until all of it was buried in him. He rested some when entirely in, but began bouncing up and down pretty intensly. Sir instructed me to get between his legs and suck on his bouncing balls. Sir then instructed the trick to turn around, and have me suck his cock. He told me to get on the bed doggy style when he felt the trick was ready to fuck me. It didn't take long before I assumed his position and started to get fucked hard by the trick. Sir told the trick to stop pumping while he buried his cock half up his ass. Sir said the trick would be doing all of the work, and that if he wanted his entire cock, he should fuck aggressively in both directions which he did. Not only was Sirs cock buried to the base, the tricks cock was totally in mine. Sir was the first to come, telling the trick when to stop pumping so that Sirs cock was deep inside him. Once Sir unloaded, his cock remained in him, rock hard. He told the trick to unload deep into his boy. Once he did, Sir plugged both their asses, and they continued watching the porn. The porn was a pretty hard core, one with several guys having biohazard tats. Sir was curious if they would ask about the tats, however they didn't, at least not at first. As expected the porn had some pretty hard scenes. Guys getting flogged and paddled, watersports, shaving and electro just to name a few. Sir told both boys to keep their hands off their cocks, but he kept his eyes on them to see what excited them. To his suprise, his boy seemed excited when watching the shaving scene.

The two couldn't control the instinctive body movements each one was dancing to in the king size bed, with sweat beginning to form a slick coating on their hungry bodies, clinging on as the rush of lust and adrenaline kept their two bodies tight. Richard's tongue couldn't stop bathing Shane's inviting perky pink nipples with warm saliva. Each soft rounded whipping of his tongue, caused Shane to slightly arch his back, which made the other lonely excited left nipple, desperate for Richard's attention. This was immediately relieved, as Richard instinctive knew to take his masculine hand and with the pressure of his index finger and thumb, pill roll Shane's nipples between his fingers, back and forth, firm and sharp, pulsating and into a holding position, making the stinging sensation Shane begged for more for beyond anything nhe could have ever imagined These actions tightened his areola, as he arched his back even more. Shane was in heaven. " Oh my fucking god, yes Rick....yes, fu..u..uhk! Yesss..." Shane couldn't resist exclaiming his gay conversion. Leaving the world of women behind, Shane gave into Richard' s touch, his firm soft touch, tantalizing every sensory receptor Shane possessed. No woman had ever made him feel this alive. Inside Shane's head were gay movies playing out in his mind , him the star, the lead actor his fuck toy. Shane knew he was gay. His gay side finally woke up. His gay receptors began to tingle. Shane's blonde furry hole began to twitch. His balls began to tighten. Shane's cock was so hard, engorged with blood so warm, throbbing inside his gay converted cock, Shane gave in to his burgeoning transformation and welcomed his new self, by giving into Richard's whim and fancy. Richard not only could hear Shane give into his will, by all the loud moans, testifying and gay confessional, Shane's body was speaking new truth to him, by means of sexual writhing, body movements reminiscent of a cum dump getting double penetrated by two thick hairy bear cocks desperate to breed. Richard has seen this before in other newly coming out men and he began to smile, even becoming more motivated to push Shane over the edge inducing new feelings of empowerment, sexuality, hunger and joys of man on man seduction. Shane begged for more. Richard obliged. Richard had taken a nap prior and had full energy to take on Shane's hunger, his desire to become gay. Richard took his hand and began slowly caressing Shane's soft white skin, moist from the sweat Shane was excreting. His earthy sweet lemongrass musk was making Richard sex drunk. Richard neven took his tongue and licked Shane's side, closing his eyes as his tongue painted Shane's right side with a soft wet tongue, desire, spit and a interestingly enough, love. Richard was having his own conversion. He doesn't like to get attached to a play buddy, especially one who is coming out to him. He knew the risks, the routine the newbie men expressed and Richard didn't want to get his feelings hurt, yet this time felt different. Richard's cock too was engorged, filled with his blood, hot with devlish lust and purpose. Richard's cock head swelled two times it's normal size and almost began to hurt. The only way to relieve it was in Richard's mind was to hand fuck Shane's right hand, conveniently holding onto Richard's thick cock, wet from Shane's spitting in his hand to Richard's deluge of silky precum. "Baby boy, baby boy, I want to fuck you so bad. Feel my thick dad cock breeding your hand. Imagine what I ll do to your inside........boy!", Richard said in his best porn actor wanna be voice. " I want to ...". Richard gets cut off by Shane. " God-damn it fuck me already, take me, fuck I'm gay okay, I said it and love it..... fuck man...god damn." Richard knew what this meant. This is when he had to make a decision to oblige the new gay gay his cock with a bare back intention or those cursed skin blocking condom. God knows he wants to bareback, hard thrusting his true intention of pozzing with his thick creamy white thick cum, smooth wet seven inch long nice and wide cock. Wait, Richard thought to himself, he usually asked ahead of time if the play buddy was a bug chaser fellow poz guy or a poz friendly prep user. He forgot to ask this time. That fucker Shane totally mind fucked his game up. Now what?

He winked at me as he slid in and out and leant forward to kiss me. "I wonder whose baby he'll carry?" He whispered. He looked down at the man who lay there in submission and said "I'm cumming in you, mate. More dirty spunk for you." Then he groaned and shivered as he shot his load. After a few moments, he stood up and I watched his slimey cock flop out of the wet, slack arsehole. "There you go. " he laughed "You're well fucked now!"

I'm married and on my lunchbreak right now!

Chapter 7: Fast Forward. My birthday was several weeks ago, however my birthday camping trip was delayed several weeks due to weather. The trip was going to be either amazing, or terrifying. That morning mom gave me another present and step dad packed up the SUV. Mom said have fun, and said she'd wished she could come, but not into camping. She asked her husband about his gift, and he said he'd give it to him later. Little did either know what that meant. They got into the SUV, but instead of to a campground, a rather sleazy motel. I was confused, and questioned my step dad. He told me he had something to discuss, and besides he hated camping. I then asked about the tent in back. My step dad just laughed and said it was Something more exciting than a tent. They got into the room, quite the roach motel. My step dad lit up a cigarette and offered one to me. At first i declined saying i didn't smoke. My step dad laughed and said the rules were no lies, only truths. My step dad said i needed to be aware of my surroundings when smoking both cigarettes and my friends cock. He then reminded me of the poolside cam, and that i should be happy he saw and deleted them before mom did. They got on the bed together and his step dad immediately asked me if i was gay. I said i was questioning and asked if he was. My step dad said bi, but more gay. He continued by telling me that he considered me gay. I asked why, and he said he's seen me watching him in shower, and admitted he'd watched me shower and play with my cock also. I told my step dad that my friend and I have discussed the same and that we had come to the mutal decision that we were both gay, but inexperienced besides watching his gay porns! My step dad laughed and said, yes I was thinking some were out of place! He then asked me if I wanted some real life experience. I said yes Sir, but your my dad. He replied my step dad, not my flesh and blood. My step Dad said good boy. He said he would address him as boy, and not son, and he was to address him as Sir, and not dad. I totally agreed. My step dad said he was hoping id be open to real experiences, and to get naked under the covers while he went to the SUV to get the tent. Before leaving the room he put in a gay porn, but told me to keep my hands off of my cock. He returned and then put the "tent" on the floor, looking at his step son under the covers creating his own tent! My step dad said this weekend would be one of discovery and learning for both of them. He reminded me that i had to be open to new experiences but if i felt uncomfortable just say, and he'd stop. He also reminded me that if he wanted to do something specific to just ask. With that my step dad stripped and got into bed with me. I told my step dad i wanted to experience my first blow job from an experienced cock sucker. He looked suprised saying he thought me and my friend and had already experienced oral. Isaid yes Sir, but neither of us were experienced at it. My step dad pulled back the covers, putting my pre cumming cock in his mouth, and started to worship my cock more than it had ever been worshipped before. To be Continued in next Chapter under part 2.

The Blindfold - Chapter III The next morning in the cab to the airport Jim admitted to me that he had ran into Will at the adult bookstore the day when Will had bought the 12” strap-on dildo and the eye-mask. He also let me know that Will practically begged him to fuck him, but settled on getting reamed by a dildo when he declined, not telling Will that he was POZ. He proposed that I get Will horned up and after blindfolding him, let Jim fuck him, with a condom, of course. I got hard just thinking about it. After landing, I called Will to tell him that I was looking forward to showing him how much I had missed him while away on business. He promised he would be ready to show me how happy he was to have me home as soon as I walked in the door. Jim agreed to follow me back to my condo and we could stop for condoms along the way. Jim waited in his car while I let myself in. Will kissed me, wrapping his arms tightly around me. He pawed my clothes off as we made it up to the bedroom. I tied the mask over his eyes and went downstairs with the dildo, “to warm it up.” Jim let himself in as I reached the base of the stairs and started pulling off his clothes and bounded up the stairs. “In a hurry, are we?” Will asked as his hands shot out, searching for the 12” dildo. Instead, he found Jim's bare cock. “You gonna fuck me with that monster?” Jim grinned and I mumbled “Um hum...” Will bent over the edge of the bed with his ass up in the air, working his lubed fingers over his hole. The sight of my blindfolded boyfriend pleading to get fucked by this stud with a biohazard tattoo got me so hard. Jim unwrapped a condom and unrolled it. It only went halfway down his massive thick shaft. He climbed up on the bed and shoved the head of his wrapped dick in Will's eager ass. Will mumbled sounds of pleasure into the mattress. “More! I need more!” Jim obliged and gave him another four inches or so. “Give it to me! Fill my ass up!!!” Again, Jim drove forward. “Pound me. HARD!” Jim smiled at me as he went to pounding Will's ass. Will reached back as Jim pulled out almost to the tip. His hand met the condom and his face screwed up in disgust. “Why did you bag up the dildo? Part of the fantasy is taking it BARE!” With that he pulled at the base of the condom and ripped it off of Jim's dick. Jim didn't even pause for a split second before jamming his whole raw cock into Will's ass. I wanted to cry out and tell him to stop, but that would having given the whole thing away. I didn't know if Will would be furious or in heaven. I got behind Jim and said breathlessly, “I'll pull out when I cum,” hoping that Jim would get the hint. Will shouted back, “Don't you fucking dare!!!! Cream that hole good!!!!” And that's exactly what Jim did. He seeded my boyfriend's ass full of poz cum. Will shot his own load all over the mattress and collapsed. Jim held up his hands whispering, “Shhhh...” He quickly left the bedroom and I heard him quietly sneaking down the stairs. Will pulled the mask off and saw me standing there with the 12” strap-on in my hands. “Did you finish,” he asked me? Just then I heard the front door open and close as Jim let himself out. Will leaned back and pulled his legs apart. He smirked, asking, “Want to pretend you're eating your cum out of my slutty ass?” I watched in horny horror as I saw Jim's POZ load start to drip out of Will's ass. Then, I dove in, and started lapping... Not to be continued...

The Blindfold - Part II I kept fucking the hell out of my boyfriend Will over the next few weeks. Every time we screwed around, I would strap the blindfold on him and then pound his ass hard with the 12” dong, always warmed up before putting it in. He would squirm and bounce on it with delight. I loved seeing the way that the big dong loosened up his hole in a way that my own 7” cock could never do. But, it hurt my feelings a bit that Will seemed only able to get off on the thought of someone else's monster cock filling his hole. At the office, I was assigned to partner with Jim on a big project culminating in a presentation in Miami. It went well and after a few weeks, we were on a plane to Florida. When we got to the hotel to check in, it turned out that there had been a booking mistake and we were going to have to share a room. We unpacked and I got the presentation ready while Jim took a shower. My jaw dropped when he came out of the bathroom, barely holding a hand towel around his waist. My eyes traveled down his furry muscled torso to his navel, around which was a biohazard tattoo. I knew enough to know what that meant. Jim saw me looking and smiled. He raised the towel up to dry off his hair revealing his HUGE dick. It must have been 10” soft, hanging pulled down by its own pendulous weight. Jim chuckled and said that if our presentation went well, he knew of a great way to celebrate. He shook his cock at me and laughed as he got dressed. I wished I had thought to snap a quick photo with my phone to send to Will! In short, the presentation did go well, and after a few congratulatory cocktails in the hotel bar, Jim convinced me to go with him to a male strip club. We watched the show, both sporting wood through our pants. He disappeared for a few minutes and I saw him slip the bouncer some cash. Jim came back to the table and told me to follow him. We went into a back room where one of the dancers was waiting, a smoking hot short guy in his mid-twenties with a buzz cut and a great body, wearing a jockstrap, boots, and socks. He leaned forward, wrapping his arms around my waist. I pushed him off gently saying that I had a boyfriend and was only here to watch. Jim pulled the dancer to him and had him sit down in his lap. The dancer ground his ass against Jim's crotch and reached around to unzip Jim's pants. His mega-cock sprung out glistening with precum. With Jim's shirt still on, the dancer hadn't seen his biohaz tat or surely would have not let that drooling dick so close to his bare hole. When the boy ran his hands up and down Jim's rod, he squealed with delight and raised up, teasing the head of his dick against his hole. Jim placed his hands on the boy's shoulders and pushed him down until he entered him. The boy moaned as he lowered himself on Jim's bare cock. I freed my own dick and fisted myself for a minute before shooting my load in my hand as Jim unloaded in the boy's ass. The boy lifted himself up and off Jim's dick. It must have taken him five seconds to free himself of that massive tool. He kissed Jim hard on the mouth saying, “Thank you!” We got a cab back to the hotel. When we were back in our room, Jim asked me if I liked watching. I told him it totally turned me on. He asked if I wanted to watch him fuck Will. I had to admit that the thought of watching my boyfriend take his POZ cock would be so forbidden but so hot, but that Will would never go for it. He said he might surprise us both, and besides, he would wear a condom if I wanted. It must have been the cocktails, but I said maybe we could work something out and fell asleep shortly after. I woke up in the middle of the night and jerked off in the bathroom thinking about how hot that really would be. To be continued...

One of my regular married FWB's just left. He and I try and get together once a week or so.... we both love ass play and today was no different. I have a Fort Troff Rim Chair that is amazing (and adjustable) for rimming a hole. Today, I sucked his cock for a while and played with his hole with only spit!! Worked two fingers inside and took my time massaging his prostate with two fingers. He immediately starts generating more pre-cum. After a little while, I put this curved prostate massager into his ass and set it to a nice stroking buzz and I sat on the chair. He was trying to 'ride' that massager in/out of his asshole, while giving me an excellent tongue lashing. He is an amazing rimmer and he had my hole open and throbbing in nothing flat. He knows that I can take it rough, so he makes sure to literally 'suck' on the rim of entire hole....and pulls his head back a little while sucking... to stretch. It is an amazing feeling and it always makes my cock drip while he does his tongue and lip action... I was slow stroking him the entire time. He is uncut and his skin stretches nicely over his head and I love teasing his foreskin while he teases my hole. He told me he wanted to stroke a load off all over my face... but first, he wanted to fuck a little. That suited me just fine and I got on the corner of the bed on my back. He took his time. Really teased my hole with his cock head. Not too deep. Just stretching it some more... and talking dirty the entire time. He finally had enough and told me to 'open up' and just slid his dick right inside in one slow push... right to his balls. Then he got his balance perfect and just started pumping nice long slow strokes in/out while pulling on my cock with his left hand. After a while, he locked eyes with me and pulled his cock out... and it spewed a good 4-5 loads of PRE-cum all over my lower belly, my cock, my balls and then he pushed it back inside my hole. He said he changed his mind and wanted a half/half mix. LOL. He just stayed hard and kept fucking me... really starting to pound now and bottoming out on each push. We love to fuck HARD. He told me he was going to cum and rammed it deep and gave me a second load right away. Freaking awesome!!! He churned it up a little bit and I could feel it leaking out the sides. He said he hadn't shot a load in 5 days and was horny as fuck. I had the proof all over me and leaking from me.... the last thing he did was slide three fingers into my hole and stroked my prostate as I started to cum... from my cock AND from inside my ass... that was what he wanted to see...

Your handle is 'takemeuseme' Let him fuck you, I doubt he'll get locked in, but if he has skills it'll be a great fuck. Keep us posted.

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Got a hit on Grindr... his profile didn't really say anything, but once we got chatting he revealed himself as a student in a nearby highschool who had just turned 18. Hmmm... OK, let's go for it, then - I said yes to a hookup. He arrived, a gorgeous young man, muscular type... "Do you workout"? "Well, I'm a boxer" he said... that was just .... wow. He quickly got rid of his clothes, revealing a nice cock, and as a good daddy bottom, I got down to suck it. Tasted wonderful, of course. Soon enough, he wants to fuck. Rips open a condom - imagine my disappointment - puts it on and shoves his cock in me. FUCK, the boy is horny. He fucks me hard and long - I'm almost asking for a break, when he grunts heavily and cums in the condom. I take it off and stun him by licking his cock clean. After a few days, he contacts me again. Same thing. Condom on, fucks me like hell, cums and I lick him off. Third time, I'm thinking - hey, maybe not continue this, he's cute, but the condom is such a turnoff..This time... he fucks me like hell, but somewhere in the middle, I feel the condom breaking. His pace doesn't stop - he continues fucking me hard.... and cums right in my ass... Brings the cock out and goes... "sorry" and looks guilty... I ask him - "Did you like it?" - he reluctantly agrees that he liked it a lot. Hmmm... maybe I can convert him to a real bareback fucker... Fourth time - he shows up... flops down on my bed, naked. Cock in the air, rock hard. Of course, I suck him (I'm quite good at it) again.... he tastes like heaven... precum... then he says - "I want to bareback you". Music to my ears... "Are you sure?" - "Fuck yes" No hesitation - his cock fills my cunt immediately in one swift push.... and as every young man he fucks hard, deep and fast.... and fills my ass up with delicious student cum again. Man, I'm in heaven... He's been fucking me the latest month, bare - I've made him into a barefucker extraordinaire... Latest time (yesterday) he's fucking me again.... and ... "I love you man"... Whoa. But I guess, it's the wonderful ass he's fucking....

After Vault on Saturday night was feeling cum depived but met up with a regular FB with 9" u/c on Sunday night and he filled me good and hard.

Its always been the case. In any given venue - bathhouse, online, sex party, gay app - at least 30% of the men are married. Usually depends on day/time of day. Late evenings/night you get the single guys. Rush hour and lunch time is peak activity for married men.

Considering that we already had efficient drugs when I decided to convert: I love being poz because it enabled me to have the only kind of sex which I think is worth it. I am not into gears and stuff, but I love all to take in all the fluids of my partner, sperm, piss & shit. Any barrier to that kills the joy. On top of that I carry this very strong association between being gay and having hiv. I know that it's totally irrational, but I love to be a poz gay pig.

I didn’t see Rob at all the rest of the day. I tried to find him but he was either too busy or he may have been avoiding me since seeing me in the hallway. The day flew by and I could barely focus on schoolwork. As the evening came I wandered through the apartment trying one last attempt to see if I could get ahold of him. But no luck. I was at my place, thinking of what to say to Mr. Lewis. I was at a loss so I laid face down in bed, hoping I could sleep off the stress. I wasn’t asleep long until I was woken up by a big weight on me. As I came to I saw Mr. Lewis was in bed sitting front of me. His cock was poking me in the face. His feet pressed against my cheeks. As I looked over my shoulder the weight on top of me was George down at my ass eating me out. They were both there. They snuck in as I was asleep. Fuck I should have put the chair on the door! “What’s going on?!” Mr. Lewis repositioned my face with his feet to look directly at his cock. The tip of it grinding against my lips. “Moment of truth pig boy. Did ya slobber all over the big man’s feet like I told ya to?” “Not yet grandpa, I haven’t found him.” Mr. Lewis’s cock went in my mouth. I could taste his salty pre cum. He smiled. Clearly happy over for what I said. “Oh then I guess you’re too late now. Times up.” “But! I still have time!” I tried to say as best as I could with his bulbous tip in my mouth. “Nope! My task, my rules. But deep down you didn’t want to complete that assignment. You’re addicted to your grandpa aren’t you?” He was rubbing his feet on me while I sucked him. “You love my cock don’t you?” “…yes” I mumbled “You love these feet don’t you?” “…yes” “Good, then how about you lick them here, while old George goes to town on your ass? I know he has already sampled you a few times, but this time I’m gonna make sure he’s very thorough. And so will I.” George continued licking my hole. It felt good and Mr. Lewis’s feet felt nice caressing my face. I wanted to escape but the kink was making my head spin. The cock slipped out of my mouth, a trail of pre falling down my chin. I kissed his feet and started licking his feet and cock. Going back and forth between them. “Yes that a good foot pig.” Mr. Lewis took out some thing that he was holding behind him, it was a condom. But it was a used condom filled with cum, a lot of cum. Like a bunch of guys jacked off into it. It looked like half a cups worth. He was pinching the opening shut. It bounced like a creamy water balloon. “Here George use this.” George took a break from rimming me and sat up on top of me, his cock resting on my crack. He took the condom and started sticking the opening at my ass, shoving it in. “Wait what’s that? No. What are you doing?” I protested but Mr. Lewis held my face to him with his feet. “Just some natural lube for you boy. Look, he’s going to get the end of it nestled in your ass there and squeeze the tip of it like a tube of toothpaste. Your ass will get filled with multiple loads from friends of mine. “Oh god, do they have anything?” George was squeezing the condom with the opening inside me. The mass of cum balling up at my entrance. My clenching hole keeping the cum from draining into me for now but George kept the pressure, gently pushing the cum balloon further. “I don’t know. Does it matter? You’re a dirty pig boy who doesn’t care how low he goes. I was thinking I had to break you down more but you seem to love George’s kink so much, I don’t see a point now.” “I didn’t! He sat on me! Nothing happened! I just rimmed him. That Frank guy was there and saw!” The cum bubble was still being pressed against my hole. George seemed not to care either way. Mr. Lewis looked off to the side. “That true Frank? George didn’t do the deed while you fucked him?” “Not that I witnessed. I wouldn’t be there if he did. I’m a piss freak but that ain’t my scene.” What? Frank was here? How many guys were in my room? “George old buddy. Are you up to your pranks again?” He looked at George playfully annoyed. “Eh, I didn’t have anything at the time. But he’s going to get it sooner or later and I’ll be the one to do it.” “Sure sure, but that’s besides the point. What matters is he hasn’t dropped all his barriers yet. Come on, get up. I’ll need some alone time to work my magic.” Fuck thank goodness. I felt relieved and was relaxing more. “I still need to cum.” George complained, then with a sharp lurch, he pressed the cum balloon against my ass and it all squirted up in my ass! “Oh fuck!” I felt it spread in me. It was room temperature so I couldn’t feel any warmth from it but I felt it balling up in my colon then spreading towards my depth. “George! That wasn’t easy to collect.” Mr. Lewis was annoyed. George pulling the sloppy empty condom out of me and started slapping my ass with his hard cock. “Didn’t want to waste it.” He got into position for penetration. “George no. You can’t fuck him. I need to-“ George slammed his cock in me and started fucking. His weight on my back made it impossible to move. “George, you’re being very naughty.” “You don’t get him all to yourself. I’m gonna cum in him then finish what I started.” I think Frank was jacking off in the corner, or on the edge of the bed. Hard to tell. George was enjoying my cum filled ass and I was starting to enjoy him fucking me but I still wanted him off. “Oh it’s just like with Mason’s son all over again. You always were a greedy bastard.” Mr. Lewis got up and was tapping George on the shoulder. “That’s enough big man. Let up.” George slowed down but still kept thrusting. “We’re still going to fuck him later?” He asked now giving periodic hard slams. It caused more pain then pleasure, but still my dick was hard from it. “Yes we will. But I need quality time with my grandson. Be at the ready though. You’ll get yours later tonight.” George reluctantly got up, pulling his cock out and a small guider of cum shot out my ass. “I still have a full bladder here.” Frank complained. “You can hold it a while longer Frank. You love it anyway. The feeling of needing to piss gets that long cock of yours leaking hard.” Mr. Lewis was gathering the group. There were even a couple other guys there leaving that I didn’t notice before. Shit he actually had a train of guys organized? Almost everyone dispersed and was leaving. Mr. Lewis ushering everyone out and talking with some of them. Frank was still in the bedroom with me looking anxiously back and forth to the door and me. “Hey lil buddy, before he comes back. Help me out here will ya?” Frank whispered. He got close and shoved his cock in my face. “Drink my piss. Gulp it down fast before he comes back.” I opened my mouth and as soon as he stuck it in he unleashed his flow. “Oh yeah I was holding it in for a while. He promised me a toilet boy and I’m getting one.” I did my best to gulp it down. He was well hydrated and it didn’t have a strong taste to it. Just slightly tangy and warm. It was actually enjoyable, okay, it was really enjoyable and was turning me on. Gulp after gulp I swallowed Franks piss. He was smiling at me, running his hands through my hair. Eventually it slowed and came to a halt. He gave a few finishing bursts and pulled out. I licked the last drops off his tip and licked my lips. “Thanks man, that was so hot. Did you like it?” “Yeah I did, thanks.” I whispered my gratitude while wiping my mouth. Frank bent down to whisper in my ear. “Hey, do you want to come to a party with me sometime? I have some friends that would love to piss in you.” Normally I’d refuse, but I really did enjoy drinking it from him. So gave him a nod. “Good, I’ll get things arranged.” Frank got up to leave passing by Mr. Lewis. “Taking your time hu? No funny business?” Mr. Lewis looked at Frank suspicious. “Everything’s fine man. Just leaving.” As Mr. Lewis ushered the last guest out. Rob was standing in the doorway. “Oh? What are you doing here?” Mr. Lewis asked Rob. I was standing there between them, happy to see Rob but also ashamed of him seeing so many guys leave my place. “The kid wanted me to come over so I’m here.” Rob looked at me. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking. Mr. Lewis looked at Rob then back to me several times. “Well… very well then… you two have fun.” Mr. Lewis wandered back to his place, I could here him mumbling under his breath “Fuck, fuck. God damn it.” He acted like he just lost a bet. I was now alone with Rob. A strange sense of comfort and safety washed over me. “I thought you wanted to fool around but it looks like you already got your fill.” He commented noticing the cum seeping out my ass. “Not by choice. He’s been fairly assertive with that recently.” “That right? You seemed to be enjoying yourself getting fucked the hall.” Rob walked to the kitchen and wet a rag. He came back to me and started cleaning me off. “I can explain.” “No need, I know how tempting his cock is and he has a knack for converting guys into kink.” I liked having him touch me. Getting cleaning up by him almost felt nurturing. “He didn’t seem too happy I was here. Is this game of his supposed to be over by now or what?” “He said I had till the end of today or he’d have George-“ “George?!” He grabbed my shoulders. “He has that nasty fuck involved too?” I looked down. “Yeah and a few others apparently… but you came before they did anything. Well mostly.” Rob took a breath. “Okay. Kid you need to stop this. Those guys are bad business. I don’t think you know how bad half the people are who live here. It’s like a damn fetish bathhouse at times.” “Yeah I’ve been starting to pick up on that.” Rob was looking up and down my naked body in front of him. “What do you need from me? He just wants me to fuck you and he’ll leave you alone?” “I don’t think he’ll leave me alone. I would just dodge being thrown to George and I guess those other guys. Frank seemed nice though…” “Frank? Yeah he’s an okay guy for the most part. Obsessed with piss play though. Did he get you doing any of that?” “Yeah, twice. Mr. Lewis too a couple times.” “Damn and you like it?” I couldn’t tell if he was being judgmental or not. “I liked it from Frank.” “He’d be glad to hear that.” Rob was now pacing around the room, contemplating. “Okay so here’s what we can do. I’m clean you hear? I’m not interested in catching anything from you. So I’ll hang about here for a bit and you can tell the old bastard we did whatever you want to tell him okay?” Would that trick work? Would Mr. Lewis believe that? But it sounded like a win for me either way. “Yeah I’d like that. Thanks.” I got clothes on and Rob and I were spending time together. For once in a long time I actually felt like I could drop my guard. I wasn’t expecting him to be so understanding. We watched TV, played on our phones, talked about our days and some of the things that Mr. Lewis George and Frank did. Rob was unfazed by it. After a couple of hours, Rob felt like it was time for him to leave. “OK little man. I’m going to head out. You can tell Mr. Wilson you did whatever it was you needed to do. Just don’t tell him I bottomed for you. I don’t need him getting the impression I am taking dirty loads. At least not until you’ve been tested and stop playing with him.” “Right, understood. But he wasn’t expecting me to fuck you.“ “Then tell him I fucked to you, whatever.“ “He wasn’t expecting that either.“ “Alright wait, what exactly did he want you to do?” For some reason I felt embarrassed to mention it. I looked down at his large shoes, imagining what his feet look like inside them. “Uh… he wanted me to… lick your feet.” Rob them quickly grab my shoulder, his mood perked up a bit. “Shit are you serious?! That’s all?! Fuck dude I totally would have loved to do that! That’s a huge kink of mine!” He was now smiling at me but a smile mixed with a touch of disappointment as if he missed out on an opportunity. I think it was actually the first time I had seen him smile. “Really?!” “Yeah! And we could’ve done that this entire time! There ain’t no bodily fluids exchanging. Fuck why didn’t you tell me that from the get-go! It’s too late to actually do anything like that, I have shit to do.” “I- I don’t know. I’m still new to this. I don’t know how to tell a guy I want to foot worship him.” “You want to? Not just have to?” “Yeah, it becoming a kink of mine I guess.” “Alright little dude, I’m going to be real with you now. I’ll foot dom you. But you need to stop seeing that guy. If you do that. I’ll make you my foot pig all you like and then some. You’d like that wouldn’t you?” I noticed a slight bulge in his pants. He seems to be getting horny. “Yeah I’d love that.” Rob knelt down to take a shoe off. He pulled off one of his socks and I saw his bare foot. It was huge and meaty. Larger then Mr. Lewis’s or George’s, but not as chubby a man George’s. It was beautiful but I couldn’t see the bottom of it since he slipped his foot back in the shoe. “Here take this. You can show it to Mr. Lewis as proof.” I graciously too the sock from him. It was warm and a little damp from sweat. “Kick the bad habit. I don’t play with tainted goods.” With that Rob left. I was alone in the apartment and it was late. But I was in better spirits now. I felt like I had a little bit more control of the situation now. This time I blocked the door and wedged it good. I went to bed but noticed there was still cum on my sheets. I slept next to it, figuring I’d clean it up in the morning. No one tried getting in, or at least not that I noticed. Mr. Lewis must have believed that I completed my task. There must have been a lot of disappointed guys out there. Especially George. I gripped onto Rob’s sock, holding it close to my face. It smelled fantastic and I couldn’t get enough of it. I decided that the next day I’d be more assertive, perhaps establish boundaries. I slept good that night dreaming of Rob stepping on me.

I'm making plans with a guy to come over and fuck me raw. He has an average size cock but has a big, fat cock head, and since he wears a cock ring things get swollen andfatter. He keeps talking about popping that fat cock head past my ring and then being locked in my ass. Is that for real? I know that something like a butt plug will pop in and is difficult to remove but can the same thing happen with a fat cock head? I've always liked smaller tapered heads for ease of entry but this guy has me all hot and excited at the thought of his cock locked in my ass and me being his captive during a good, hard pounding. Any thoughts or experience with something like this?

I've shared a few stories with you guys, but this is the first time Matt ever took a load other than mine. When we first started dating, I was 2 years older than him and he was still in his teens. When I was at school, I was 30 min away and home was 3 hours away from him. About 8 months into our relationship, we had a few threesomes, all using condoms, because we were being good boys. However, this was the incident that really turned us into bareback lovers. We had been fucking each other bareback pretty much from a month into our relationship. Matt and I were apart for about 3 weeks, when he asked if he could hook up with someone. We had done it once each before this, so I asked him about the guy he wants to hook up with. Turns out he was a bit older. He was 31 and Matt was 18 at the time, just shy of 19. His name was Billy, about 6'3" tall, 175 pounds of slim muscle. Great 6 pack, smooth chest, trimmed pubes, dark hair, green eyes and a 9" cock. Up to this point Matt and I were very vanilla, with the exception of our condom using threesomes and some watersports. Billy had found Matt on Adam4Adam and the convo went from there. Billy lived about 45 minutes away and told Matt he would pick him up and bring him to his house and take him home. Prior to this, our only other hook ups were with friends we threesomed with. But I could tell how horny Matt was and I told him that I was ok with it. Billy, whom I have to thank for my voyeuristic side, began messaging me and told me he'd put the webcam on so I could watch (using Yahoo messenger haha). Billy told me that he'd be safe, but he gets very rough, demanding of his bottoms, and does what he wants. Matt and I were fine with those demands. The following saturday, Billy picked Matt up around 10am and brought him back to his place. As promised, Billy got on Yahoo messenger and turned on the webcam. This was a first for me and I had already jerked off once that morning in anticipation. Billy turned his mic on so I could hear as well. At that time, I didn't have a mic on my computer so I couldn't converse back. Billy, now that I look back on it, conveniently muted his computer so my IMs couldn't be heard and disrupt the two of them. Billy was in his desk chair when he called Matt over. He told him to get on top of him. I watched as Matt swung his legs over Billy's and wrapped his arms around his waist. Billy said to Matt, "I'm gonna get a little rough once we get going and once I start, I don't stop until I cum. You sure you're ready?". Matt looked at him and nodded his approval, visibly nervous, but turned on as he could feel Billy's 9" cock poking him through his jeans. Billy leaned forward and kissed Matt gently. He then grabbed Matt and pulled him in deep, locking their lips and tongues together. Billy's hands were roaming my boyfriend's body through his clothing and Matt was doing the same to Billy. Billy pulled back and told Matt to strip naked. Matt stood up and removed his tshirt, revealing his smooth twink body. Billy pulled Matt towards him, giving Matt's chest and stomach some kisses and sucking on his nipples a bit. Matt kicked off his socks, then lowered his pants and boxers, revealing his rock hard 7" cock. Billy bent down and began to kiss Matt's cock, slowly licking it and his balls. Matt was moaning telling Billy how good his mouth feels. Billy removed his mouth from Matt's cock and told Matt it was time to see how good Matt was with his mouth. Matt went for Billy's jeans but Billy said to start with his socks. Matt was confused, but obliged, removing his socks. Billy told Matt that if he wants to get fucked, he is going to worship his body. Matt asked what he meant, and Billy told him to kiss his entire body, head to toe. Matt nervously began to kiss Billy's feet as Billy started to get going. Billy said Matt needs to do a better job. So Matt began to kiss and lick his feet. Once Billy was satisfied, he told him to take off his shirt. Matt lifted Billy's shirt off and began to kiss his abs. After that, Matt moved up to his nipples and kissed and licked his way around those. Billy then stood up and told Matt he's earned his cock. Matt undid Billy's button and unzipped them, Billy was going commando, and his massive cock flopped out. Matt stared at the biggest cock he'd encountered. Billy grabbed Matt's head and kissed him again, then told him to get to his knees. Still holding Matt's head, Billy was waving his cock back and forth, hitting Matt in the face. Billy then wiped some precum off his cock and told Matt to taste it. Matt licked his fingers getting a taste of Billy. Billy then told Matt to open wide. Matt opened up and Billy shoved his cock down Matt's throat, gagging him as he tried to go 9" deep. After Matt gagged, Billy told him he's gonna have to do better. Matt asked if he could suck at his pace for a big. Billy allowed Matt to wrap a hand around his cock and slowly work more and more of that cock down his throat. Billy was moaning, hands through Matt's hair, then he grabbed Matt's hair and went back to fucking Matt's throat. Shoving himself as deep as he could. Matt was doing the best as he could, but Billy didn't care. Matt's eyes teared from gagging and Billy pulled out saying he's had better, but not bad for a kid. He then told Matt to get on his knees on the office chair, facing away from him. Matt did that as Billy grabbed lube and condoms out. Billy went down and began to eat Matt's ass. Being rimmed is a sure fire way to get your cock in Matt's ass. Matt was moaning, pushing his ass back on Billy's tongue. Billy stood up and lubed his dick. At this point, I messaged him about a condom. But the computer was muted and the conversation was minimized. Billy looked at the camera, shrugged with a smirk and said, "This ass is gonna feel so good. I bet you're so fucking tight". I tried once more to message him about using a condom, but Billy didn't look or care. He was going to do what he wanted to my boyfriend. Billy placed his cock at the entrance to Matt's hole and he slowly penetrated Matt's tight ass. Matt yelled in pain as he was being stretched more than ever before. I watched, both angry and extremely turned on, as Billy went where only I had ever gone before. Burying his 9" bare cock in my boyfriend. Billy finally worked all 9" balls deep and held his cock there for a moment. He complimented Matt, telling him, "Fuck, your ass feels so good. I'm gonna cum pretty quick. But I'm not going to stop until I cum twice. Got it?". Matt meekly answered, "Whatever you want". Billy smiled and grabbed Matt by the hips and slowly began to work his cock in and out of Matt's bare ass. Matt was unaware he was taking it raw. His eyes were closed, focusing on that massive cock in him. Billy slowly pulled out and slammed himself back into Matt. Billy was moaning loudly and told Matt it won't be very long for his first load. Billy was biting Matt's neck, putting his entire body up against Matt's. Billy's thrusts became faster, harder, and Billy's moans were deeper. He told Matt to get ready, he was about to cum. I watched as Billy tensed up and I knew he had just cum in my boyfriend. I was rock hard, but I was angry. As Billy wasted no time, he was back to thrusting his cock into Matt. Forcing his thick load deep into Matt's ass. Matt's pain now turned to pleasure as Billy was pounding his ass....just with more lube than before. Billy said to Matt, "You're loving this, aren't you? You're gonna make quite the little slut". If only he knew how true his words would become. Matt could only moan and nod his agreement. Billy was pounding Matt so hard and fast, all I saw was a blurring motion from his hips. Matt was able to get out, "Oh my god, I'm gonna cum!" Matt erupted all over Billy's leather desk chair. Billy slapped Matt's ass and told him he never gave him permission to cum. Matt apologized vehemently but Billy pulled his hips all the way back on his cock and shoved Matt's head down and told him to lick the cum off his chair. Matt's tongue tasted his own cum for the first time as Billy continued using his cum filled ass. Once Matt's cleaning job was finished, Billy pulled his hair and brought his head back to him and kissed him, tasting Matt's sweet cum himself. Billy said he was ready to shoot again. He pulled Matt down to the floor, placing him on his stomach without pulling out. Now in missionary style on the floor, Billy was thrusting himself balls deep into Matt, moaning with every thrust. He pulled Matt's head back up to him and said, "Here it comes. I'm gonna flood your hole!" and Billy unleashed his second load in Matt within 15 minutes. Matt now realized he had been barebacked and squirmed out from under Billy and ran to the bathroom while saying, "You better take me home now!". Billy smiled, wiping himself off a bit and said he'd be happy to. He turned off the webcam and I was left to ponder what I had just seen.

I insist on it. It's all about getting dicks up my ass for me. And loads.

Squeal!

Chapter 15: The Search Is On. Sir got up before me and was searching the gay hookup aps. They were close to a college town, and he was looking for a younger versatile guy to have fun with. He posted a party ad for later that night saying that a daddy and boy were looking for a third, or maybe even fourth to join them tonight. Sir specifically said all sex would be bare, and must be free of any disease and HIV. Sir mentioned being on prep was preferred. He immediately started getting responses, and the sounds from them apparently woke me. I inquired what was going on. After Sir kissed me, he said he was going to give me my next lesson as I asked him earlier how one finds other gay guys. Sir began by saying there are a number of sites for guys finding other guys. He started off by showing me Adam. He explained that all aps can be hit or miss. He explained that when looking at ads, i should read them carefully. He said to avoid the profiles that didn't contain any Information or a picture. Sir explained that those were probably either just pic collrctors, or guys jacking to any conversations they were having. He said those guys typically say they are discreet, but they are sites where men are looking For sex with other men. They could still be discreet by having a profile pic of their body, or of their cock or ass if the site allowed that. Sir said some sites wouldn't allow nude profile pics, but did allow them to have locked nudes and they could open them for whom they chose. He warned me to ignore guys whose first conversation is can I see your pics, as likely just pic collrctors. Sir said some sites allow one to either save or screenshot pics, while others didn't. He added he should never ask to see someone else's pics without having a fair amount of conversation with them first. I asked when he could set up my profile. As I asked, i was stroking my cock. Sir said first they had to take some pics, both g and X rated. Sir took out his phone, and started taking some pictures and even a video of his me stroking. Sir was excited to see that I had a large amount of pre cum flowing from my cock, and he got an amazing close up pic of it. In addition once i , he got a picture of his cum on my stomach and face, telling me that they wouldn't use any pics with my face in profiles. Sir continued by taking pictures of my plugged hole and some other tease like pictures of my body. Sirs favorite tease pics were of me behind the shower curtain, just showing my ass or cock. Sir was certain that many guys would recognize the ugly pink tile in the shower. Sir suggested they get a pic of me sucking his cock, and focused on his lips on his cock. The picture had a bit too much of his boys face in it, so Sir showed him to crop pictures like that. To be continued.

Chapter 12: Assume the Positions Part 3. After their smoke, Sir told me we were going to have two of the most common positions. We started with Missionary sex. As the last fuck was a dry one, Sir lubed up his boys hole and his cock. After a few minutes of thrusting Sir told me to bend my knees and put them over his shoulders. Sir took my ass slow and steady as his I stroked my raging hard on. Sir thrusted in and completely out of my ass, hitting my prostrate on each down stroke. It wasn't long before he shot I shot my load all over my chest and face. Sir licked the cum from my face, and scooped the cum off his chest, offering it to me. Of course I greedily ate it. Sir told me that this position was the best for intimate eye contact, and hitting the prostrate or as some call it, the G Spot. Their next, and last position before a late lunch, early dinner would be doggy. Sir explained that this was probably one of the most popular positions, and could be done in several variations. Sir told me to get on all fours. Once in position, Sir began to rim my ass, spitting on my hole before penetrating me. Sir told me he wanted me to be verbal, and it was to be dirty talk. I started by saying fuck my ass and flood it with your cum. Sir pumped my ass hard for about 5 minutes before telling me to put my head down to the bed, and arch my back ass high up. I said fuck me harder, I know you can fuck harder than you just did. Sir just said, oh yea. You asked for it and you are gonna get it boy. Sir pumped away with a furious pace before he grabbed me and threw me over the edge of the bed. Sir had blue balls filled with his seed just waiting to erupt deep in his boys hungry hole. Sir fucked me so hard I thought the bed was going to break! After less than 5 minutes of penetration, Sir felt he was about to cum. Sir pulled his cock out of my hole, and I begged him to fill me with his m cum. Sir thrusted several times in me before blowing his load deep in me. He then plugged my hole, and suggested we shower before heading out to eat. Sir said id get several loads after we ate. They showered together and kissed some without either touching the others cocks or asses, and then headed out to eat.

Spring is in the air and married puckers are in bloom.

I spent the summer walking on eggshells around the apartment complex. Trying to avoid my neighbor. Occasionally I would see him but I would put more of an effort to walk on by. I kept thinking about how I was lured into fixing a sink but ended up fucked. I deliberately tried to keep as much distance as possible for the past couple months. Since Mr. Lewis was poz I had gotten tested recently and to my relief My results today say I was still negative. Despite his deposit, I manage to avoid catching what he had. So now I’ve been feeling less on edge. When I walked past his door this time I felt lighter so I didn’t mind that he stopped me to say hi. “Well hello there Tommy boy. How have things been with you? Haven’t seen much of you.” He was in his tank top and sweats as usual, notably no underwear since his bulge was poking through. Although since seeing it last time, it could just be big enough to make a prominent tent even with underwear. I still remember the pain it caused on its ‘accidental’ plunge in me. I tried not to stare. “I’ve been okay Sir. Just busy with studies and work. You know how it is.” Even if I wasn’t trying to avoid him, I have been rather preoccupied with school and work. So it wasn’t much of a fib. “Oh I’m sure you’ve been working hard. I’ve missed you.” He then pulled his cock out of his pants and twirled it in font of me. “I know this has missed you as well.“ I didn’t know how to respond to that. I blushed and was struggling for words. “Oh I’m just kidding. How is your ass? I’m sure it has recovered since the last time I fucked you dirty.“ And he said that with a normal speaking voice regardless of who may or may not have heard it. We were alone in the hallway but still. “It’s-It’s fine!” I nervously looked back and forth to make sure no one was around to hear that. At the end of the hall I saw a brief glimpse of the landlord exiting towards the staircase. I wasn’t sure if heard that or not. My embarrassment shot up. “Why don’t you come in? You can keep me company, and we can get comfortable.” He motioned to inside his place. The place where I was violated so easily. “No thanks. I’m going to head home and take care of some chores. Cleaning, laundry, that sort of stuff. It was nice seeing you.” I politely fibbed. I admit there was a small part of me that was curious to see what he had in store but that part of me was incredibly small and the vast majority of my rational brain was directing me to get out of there. I didn’t give him time to interject and made my way home. I took a moment to calm down from the encounter then pulled myself together and went about my day. I got to work on things that I have been neglecting, like cleaning and a few homework assignments that were past due but I could turn them in for at least partial credit. I started gathering up a few things to do laundry when I heard a knock on my door. It was Mr. Lewis, with a small bag of laundry. “Howdy there sunny boy. You mentioned you were doing laundry? Well I figured I’d come by and borrow your washer. Mine’s on the fritz again. I’ll probably have you come by and take a look eventually. You don’t mind.” He was cheerful and aloof, but said that as more of a statement then a question. As if we were already close friends. But like before I didn’t want to be rude so I let him in. “Uh, sure I was just about to put a load in.” I grabbed my pile and walked to the washer. Mr. Lewis fallowed with his and we started sorting. He was behind me with his bag while I was putting things in the machine. “I don’t have much, I can shove my load in with yours.” His hips pressed up against me as he was throwing some things in. I felt his hard on rubbing my butt. I started getting visions of the kitchen sink incident and the straddling he gave me. I moved aside, away from his boner and threw more clothes in. Mr. Lewis had some sweats, tanks, socks and underwear. His usual casual wear. When the last of our clothes went in, Mr. Lewis grabbed my pants and pulled them down to my ankles. “Woah! What are you doing?” “Might as well wash everything while you’re at it right?“ Mr. Lewis said while taking his tank top off. “Go on then, we’re both guys here, no need to be shy.“ I wasn’t very comfortable with the situation but it was laundry day and Mr. Lewis already was taking off his clothes, so I finished taking my pants all the way off and pulled my shirt off and added them to the washer. Mr. Lewis pulled down his underwear and his stiff cock sprang up, the forskin pealing back on its own as the head swelled up. It was an impressive piece of meat, and on any other circumstances I’d love to play with it. “There we go that’s better isn’t it?“ He tossed his clothes in the washer while getting behind me and pressing his hips up against me again. I felt his hard cock pressed between my cheeks. The tip of his cock was wet, it felt like he was dripping pre-cum already. “Ah! Sir careful! Thats very close.” I tried moving my ass away from his cock but he grabbed my hips and held me in place, then added some pressure against my hole. His pre leaking out and getting me slick down there as it pressed. It was trying to dig inside me again. “Mr. Lewis please you can’t.” Then all of a sudden Mr. Lewis held a dirty cloth in front of my nose and mouth, it stank a lot. “Now now boy. Just breathe in my old socks. You’ll be fine.“ I held my breath, my body was freezing up and I didn’t know what to do. Mr. Lewis sensing my hesitation and started getting impatient. “I said breathe!“ On that he emphasized by thrusting his hips forward, his fat cock tip plunging inside me. I jolted. His thick clock caused pain going in, and out of reflex I did as instructed. I gave the socks a big inhale. They smelled like dirty feet, like he wore them for a week. There was also another smell in there, a chemical smell. My head went dizzy and I got such a rush. I started feeling really good. The pain from his cock head in me went away and I relaxed my ass. His cock actually started feeling good and so did the rest of my body. For a moment I forgot about the danger and started wiggling my hips down onto Mr. Lewis’s cock. The sock over my face seemed to be making me sensitive, I could feel his cock inside me in better detail. The shape of the head, the foreskin sliding in my ring, his twitching shaft pulsing it’s way up in me. As my ass started swallowing it up more there was a sudden jerk. Mr. Lewis had yanked his cock away from me. “Good, now that we have the load packed in how about we sit down and relax. I could use a drink, how about you?” I felt a slime trailing from my ass down my leg. Mr. Lewis’s massive cock had a bead trailing down it’s tip. This man produces a lot of pre-cum. As he walked towards the kitchen I reached behind me and felt my ass. The tip of my finger got coated in his pre. I brought the finger up to my mouth and tasted it. It was salty and bitter. A much stronger flavor than mine, almost overwhelming. As the fuzziness in my head started to wear off I yanked my finger away and acted like nothing happened right before he was able to see what I was doing. What was I thinking? How could I have enjoyed what he did? I got to keep it together. This man has a sinister motive and he nearly accomplished it again just now. What the hell was coated in that sock? I need to be on my toes. “Where do you keep your glasses?” He was rumedging through my kitchen, practically making himself at home. I walked next to him and squatted down to the lower cabinet grabbing two glasses out. “Oh there they were.” He turned his body in my direction while I was still squatted down closing the cabinet door and his cock slapped me across the face, leaving some pre smeared on my cheek. Mr. Lewis only filled his up with tap water and carried both glasses over to the living room table. “Come sit, we have plenty of time while the clothes wash.” “L-let me just go get dressed.” “Come now, I’m sitting here naked. I don’t want to be the only one. Come sit.” He patted the spot on the couch next to him. I reluctantly obliged and sat down. His dick was down to a semi now, he was casually playing with his balls while he continued conversation. “You did a fine job on my sink Tommy. Thank you for the help.” “Yeah sure. It was my pleasure.“ “I’m sure it was. Especially for me screwing your hot tight ass. Thank you for that by the way it’s been a while since I was able to breed a young man such as you.“ He smiled as if he was recounting the time that he won a game or caught a large fish and felt proud of himself. “Yeah about that, I don’t think I can really do stuff like that.“ I tried to come off as gently as possible. “You know, the risks and all.“ “I already shot a massive load of poz cum in your ass last time. I don’t think you need to worry about risk anymore, he he.” “Well I got lucky and I’m still negative. I was tested recently. So I really shouldn’t be playing around like that.“ Mr. Lewis‘s face lit up. His cock sprang back up to full mast. As if he was happy to hear that news. “Oh really? Well then I guess you’re a lucky son of a gun! But I guess I did give you a pretty strong irrigation after words. Would have been unfortunate for you to catch the bug on the first date, ha ha ha.“ “Do you normally play like that? Without condoms?“ “Never used them in my life. I always fuck raw. Probably why I am positive to begin with. But I never minded that. It’s better to feel skin on skin, the feel of a cock pulsing as it floods your guts with sperm. Don’t you think?“ “Yeah that sounds hot in theory. But I don’t know, maybe with someone I trusted.“ “And you don’t trust me? Your good old granddaddy across the hall? he he.” Mr. Lewis patted my thigh as he chuckled. His fingers grazing my shaft as he rubbed my leg. “I’m just kidding, I know I am an old kinky [banned word]. Which is why I couldn’t help but piss inside of you last time. But how can you blame me? Not every day that I have access to such a handsome young man like you. I had to try as many kinks as I could.” That made me blush. No one‘s ever talked to me that way before. He was so experienced and unfiltered, that I just couldn’t keep up with his wildness. “I don’t really do kink. I never really gave it much thought. You were the first one to ever do something like that.“ “Do you mean I took your piss virginity? Oh lucky me! Glad I was able to soil your insides first. The thought of it is making me leak.“ I looked over to his cock and it was leaking. A drip of clear pre going down his shaft. “Say, do you know how to give a good foot massage? Why don’t you try with these.“ Mr. Lewis popped his feet in my lap as he asked that. Not giving me much time to answer. “I don’t really know how.“ I stared at his feet in my lap, my mouth agape at his request. They were meaty and thick, with a little bit of dirt on the bottom of them. They were a little big for such a short man, probably size 10 or 11. I have never given anyone a massage before, and this felt strangely intimate so I wasn’t sure what to do. I wanted to turn him down. “Oh it’s not that hard, they ain’t going to bite you. If anything you might bite them.“ Mr. Lewis raised a foot up to my face and shoved his toes in my mouth. It tasted strong, salty, and musky, almost like an exotic cheese. It was like when he shoved his dirty sock in my mouth but this taste was more intense. His toes were locating my tongue. I pushed his legs away and coughed a bit, trying to process what just happened this time. “There you’ve had a taste. Probably a lot better than my old sock right?“ “Right.“ damn, not what I meant to say. I just thought up of any answer automatically as I was getting over the shock of having this older man’s dirty toes in my mouth. “Figured you’d like that. You seem like you’d be a natural shrimper.” I wasn’t sure what that meant, I just nodded in agreement. Mr. Lewis sat upright and grabbed my arm and started pulling me off the couch. “Move over here in front of me. I’m not gonna hurt you. I just want you to rub on them. Just sit on the floor there in front of me. Will be easier that way.“ He positioned me so I was sitting on my knees on the floor while he sat on the couch. He lifted his foot and put it in my lap motioning me to start rubbing them. Out of fear of having him forcing me to suck on them again I started massaging it. Not really sure what to do, just pressing my thumbs into his soul and rubbing them in small circles. Mr. Lewis tilted his head back and sighed, seemingly enjoying himself. As I was rubbing one foot he raised his other and let it sit on my shoulder periodically caressing my cheek with his toes. The more I massaged his foot the more he was rubbing my face with his other, getting dangerously close to my mouth with his big toe. As I felt his toe reaching over and pressing against my lips, I finished up massaging the foot in hand and swapped it out for the one on my shoulder taking it away from my face. I rubbed this one in the same way for a moment. Mr. Lewis then took his foot I had finished massaging and was rubbing my thigh with it. His toes swirling in little circles, inching further up. I tried concentrating on the task at hand and ignoring it, but then he moved his foot over to my cock and started rubbing my shaft with his toes. “Mr. Lewis I-“ “Relax I’m just giving you a massage as well.“ He started rubbing his foot up and down my cock, and since it was receiving physical stimulation it was naturally getting hard. Mr. Lewis was very skilled with his foot work and it didn’t take long for me to get a full hard on. I wasn’t as big as him. I was only six and a half inches. It was getting difficult for me to concentrate on massaging his foot while the other was rubbing me down there. Mr. Lewis must have noticed this so he pushed his foot toward my face. “Lick the sole.” His foot had a strong smell but I was starting to get used to it. The rubbing on my cock was getting me horny so I wasn’t minding his foot in my face for some reason. I stuck out my tongue and started licking. Mr. Lewis started rubbing his foot in accordance with how I was licking him. “That’s a good boy, savor the taste. You’re gonna get addicted to the taste of my feet before long.” After licking at his foot for a while he took his foot out from my face and brought it down to my cock, he was now jacking my cock with both his feet. “There now, let granddaddy take care of you.“ He raised his other foot up to my face, “lick this one too, get it nice and sloppy, put some lube on it.“ I did as instructed and sucked on his other foot. It had the taste of my cock mixed in with the taste of his feet. It was more pleasant. Wait, it can’t be pleasant, what was I thinking? But I was getting more used to it, maybe too used to it. His feet were way more soft then I had imagined. Soft and plump and big. Once it was licked and slobbered on he brought it back down to my cock and started rubbing it again with both feet. It was an insane feeling. His juicy slick pads sliding up and down my shaft. I was surprisingly feeling like I was actually getting close. I couldn’t help but moan and stare at his work. His soles rubbing on my cock, his toes curling over the head. I would normally never be into this sort of thing, but I was being masturbated by the feet of a seasoned pro. “Mr. Lewis, you should stop. If you keep that up I’m gonna…“ I couldn’t say it, I couldn’t admit that this older man’s feet were going to make me cum. My hips started thrusting along with his feet pumping me. “Oh? Are you gonna cum on my feet? Look at you, you’re even fucking them like a horny foot slut. You dirty boy. You wouldn’t dare ejaculate from this? This is just a simple massage why do you have to make it perverted all of a sudden? He he.” He was loving this, he was loving torturing me like this. He wanted to see me subjugated like this, like a plaything beneath his feet, regardless of the pun. He started jacking me faster. I grabbed his feet and squeezed them tighter to my cock. This was so embarrassing but I really wanted to blow my load. I didn’t care if i was using a pair of dirty old troll feet as a flesh light. Well I guess they are not dirty anymore. Holy fuck I actually washed his feet with my mouth! I could still taste it. “Oh God, I think I’m gonna-“ Mr. Lewis stopped the foot job and stood up, he walked over to the table to grab a drink of water. I was left blue balled, desperately wanting his feet back. Shit really? His feet? No, that was dirty. This horniness is really screwing with my brain. “Wow you did a lovely job rubbing my feet boy. They were hurting today so I really needed that.” On one hand I should be relieved that he stopped stimulating me with his feet, on the other hand I was getting close and part of me really wanted to finish. I just continued sitting there on the floor with a throbbing hard on. Mr. Lewis walked over to me. “So do you think the laundry is done? I know it hasn’t been long but do you think we should check on it?“ I looked over to him and his hard on was staring me right in the face. Only an inch away from my nose. I looked up at him and he was looking down on me. “I don’t know…I didn’t hear it beep.“ I said, sexually frustrated yet trying to keep my composure. Mr. Lewis moved closer, the tip of his cock was now lightly touching the little divot under my nose. It had a strong scent to it. It was almost making me dizzy, I couldn’t help but breath in the smell of his dick. “Well we can go over there and check.” He suggested. As he looked towards the washing machine his cock slid across my upper lip. “Or we can go see if we missed any clothes in your bedroom.“ He looked over to my bedroom and his cock swung the other way slapping me across the cheek. A line of pre painting my face. “What do you think we should do?“ He was now slowly wiggling his hips back-and-forth. The tip of his cock sliding across my lips. I was keeping them closed but they were being coated in pre, like a thick layer of lip gloss. “Well do you think we should go check on the clothes?“ He was now holding still, his cock pressed firmly against my lips. I tried to nod my head in response. “Is that a yes?“ “Yes.“ As I open my mouth to respond Mr. Lewis slid the head of his cock in past my lips. He put his hands on my head, it’s taste was salty and I could feel his juice seeping down onto my tongue. “But first sunny boy, I need to take a piss. And you must be thirsty right?“ I was still as stone. I wasn’t sucking him, I was just holding it in there frozen in fear. Did he actually plan on pissing in my mouth? “How about this? Hold perfectly still and say nothing and I will let my lemonade flow into you, and you drink it up. Or if you don’t want to become my urinal today, start bobbing your head back-and-forth and suck me a little. The choice is yours.“ Were those really my options? Drink his piss or suck his cock? Couldn’t I just get out of the situation at all? I’ve never done anything like that. I don’t want to drink piss. Wouldn’t it taste really bad? How did I even let it get this far as to have him stick it in my mouth? I can’t believe it but I really wish we would have continued with the foot job. Sure it was humiliating but at least I didn’t have to drink, wait how long was I sitting there frozen? “Oh you nasty little boy. I guess that settles it. Hope you can take it. I piss a lot.” Mr. Lewis held onto his dick at the base with the tip in my mouth. A fist resting on his hip. Spread his legs, squatting a little. Getting into a comfortable position, arching his back slightly. “Give it a sec.” While the tip was twitching in my mouth I thought ‘Is he really going to piss in my mouth? Here in my living room?’ I was too sacred to move. I stared up at him almost mesmerized by how much this man looked like he was standing in a bathroom like this was a normal thing. He made a couple of deep breaths. Making mini flexes under his belly to squeeze his bladder, priming it for release. My lips closed themselves tight around his head so there would be no spillage. I was automatically trying to figure out the best way to accommodate the impending flow. “Ooof, here it comes……” He inhaled and held it for a second... losed his eyes and leaned his head back… Then his body relaxed as he let out a satisfying sigh… “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” The deer in the headlights mode wore off as I realized what the fuck was about to be shooting down his piss slit. I quickly started sucking on his cock head. Going back-and-forth and tilting my head a little. “Oh changed your mind have you? Oops, let’s see if It ain’t too late to change lanes.” Mr. Lewis started rocking his hips into my mouth, attempting to halt his flow. His cock tasted strong, as strong as his feet, but with a distinctive dick taste to it. I can pick up a little hint of my ass on it but the flavor here is all Mr. Lewis. After a quick second there was a sharp tart taste entering my mouth. His cock spilled a squirt of piss. I guess he couldn’t stop the small bit that was already on its way. I tried not to react to it and swallowed it as I kept sucking. Thankfully it was a small amount. Hopefully he didn’t notice. He had his hands on his hips as he looked down on me. He looked at me as if he was proud of me. Even though that this was my creepy neighbor from down the hall, a part of me was kind of enjoying sucking on such an impressively large cock. I tried to mentally block out who it was I was sucking, and tried to enjoy it. I reached up and started rubbing Mr. Lewis‘s ass. It was round, not flabby, but it was definitely the ass of an older man. He grabbed my hands and stuck them between his ass cheeks. I felt his hole, it was round and soft. He push two of my fingers up inside of him. It was wet and warm. His ass was clenching on my fingers. It gave a strange sucking sensation like his ass was pulling me in. I pulled away and I rest my hands on his feet, playing with them while I sucked. I tried going deeper on his cock but he held my head and only let me suck on the tip. Almost made me a little embarrassed, me trying to take more in the situation and him holding me back. Perhaps he just really wanted to control what we were doing. I probably sucked on his cock head for about 15 or 20 minutes when the washing machine beeped indicating it was done with it’s cycle. Mr. Lewis pulled me off his cock. “Looks like the laundry needs to be changed to the dryer.“ He noted. I used that moment to get up and walk over to the washing machine. “Yes we should get these clothes changed and dried.“ I was still incredibly horny but I was trying to regain my sanity and focus on the laundry in hopes that nothing more will happen of this. When I finished loading the dryer mr. Lewis approached behind me and grabbed my ass, rubbing my cheeks with one hand. “So not long now, do you know what we should do while we wait for the clothes to dry?“ Mr. Lewis reached over and put a glass in front of me on top of the dryer. It was filled to the brim with yellow liquid. His cock poking my ass again. “I think you need to drink this.” “What is that?“ Soon as I asked that Mr. Lewis placed his old sock over my face again. Immediately my head went buzzing and my senses overwhelmed with his foot sent. “That’s it. Breathe my popper soaked sock. I know you love it.” He pressed against me and his cock started parting my hole. Slowly it worked it’s way up in me. “Oooh fuck! Mr. Lewis, you can’t!“ Mr. Lewis slid his cock in and out, and wrapped his arms around my torso. His hips beginning to move with enthusiasm. It didn’t hurt this time. The sock was working it’s magic. “You asked what was in the glass, I filled it with my piss. You see, this is what’s going to happen. I am going to furiously fuck you now and while I fuck you, you are going to drink down that entire glass. If you finish the entire glass before I cum, I will pull out. If not then I will shoot my poz load deep inside of you.” His hips were thrusting fast now. “Do you really think you can get lucky a second time? These balls of mine are potent.” “Please, you can’t do this, I was sucking you off for so long.“ Mr. Lewis was drilling into me hard, his cock pulverizing my insides. It felt amazing but I was trying not to show it. I couldn’t deny his skills at drilling ass. “Then I suggest you start drinking, because at this rate I’m really not going to last.“ I grabbed the glass and I immediately started to drink. The taste wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be but I definitely didn’t like it. I was trying to swallow it as fast as I could but I had to stop and take breaths. Mr. Lewis was going to town and I was going crazy with how good it was. “Mmm! Fuck! Sir, please!” I wasn’t sure if that was a moan begging for him to stop or fuck harder. It was hard to see the line at this point. He kept slamming into me. His cock like a battering ram. In and out, slicking up my hungry hole. “Still half a glass left. Yeah im close!” He was starting to reach his finish line, his cock hard as rock. Balls slapping me. I brought the glass to my mouth and started chugging again. The humiliation of drinking this old guys piss up front, with the ecstasy of cock heaven unleashed in the back. It must have been quite the shocking sight. I had to stop again cause the villainous cock up in me was thrusting too much for me to concentrate on drinking. I set the glass down on the dryer attempting to regain composure, but the shaking from the dryer and Mr. Lewis’s fucking ended up knocking it over. Spilling the last mouthful. “Oh what are ya gunna do now Tommy boy? Here it comes! Looks like your stuck! Oh fuck, oh fuck!” “Oh please, I’ll don’t anything you want, I swear! Just please shoot outside!” “FUCK! DEAL!” Mr. Lewis pulled out his cock and simultaneously as his massive head exited with a moist pop, it’s first ribbon super soaked my hole and the other ribbons shot with impressive pressure all over my back. He shouted as he sprayed me, some even shot up in my hair. I laid bent over the dryer, my face sitting in Mr. Lewis’s piss from the glass, and his cum running down my face back and ass. It was over finally. I dodged another bullet. “I’m going to hold you too that Tommy boy.” He was out of breath. “Remember you said you’d do anything and I intend to cash that in.” He let his body rest on mine. His now semi hard cock kissing my cum covered hole. Streams of post cum still slowly flowing out of him like lavaI, gushing between the seems of his head and my hole. I had no energy to fight. If he pushed back in, even slightly, my ass would not give resistance. Hell, it felt like my hole might’ve been gaping and actively attempting to suck his monster back in. “First answer me this. Did you play with my sock after you went home with it the first time?” “Yes…” “Good boy, I’m gonna look forward to seeing sort of games we can play together. Grandpa has a lost to teach you.” Those words scared me. I might have had some idea of what he was planning but it couldn’t be worse than getting pozzed. Mr. Lewis clumsily motioned to get up and his cock head popped back in for a split second and as quickly dislodged. I heard the *slurp, pop* as he stepped away. His cock still dripping on the floor. He walked towards the front door. “Well this was fun. But I should leave you to it. I’ll drop by again, well… whenever I feel like it I guess, he he he.” I sorely followed him. “What about your cloths?” “Oh those? Keep ‘em here for me. There’s just a few of them. It’ll be good to have a change of them when I stay over” Mr. Lewis opened the door to leave completely nude. He passed a huge angry bear of a man standing right outside my door. A big 6’4 scruffy man with muscular arms and a beer belly. The landlord! “Oh don’t mind me. Just got my rocks off.” Mr. Lewis said as he walked to his apartment. But not before giving the landlord a playful slap on the ass. I was standing in the doorway nude. I was covered in piss and cum. I was staring at my landlord who looked annoyed. I felt a drop of cum fall from my hair and run down my cheek. “You were being too loud ya know?” He asked while scrutinizing me with his eyes. He wasn’t in a good mood but he never was. I was ashamed, I looked down at his feet, unable to look him in the eye. “I’m sorry. There was a miss understanding and-“ He reach his hand over and wiped the cum drop off my cheek. We both looked at it for a second. Then the landlord licked his finger clean. “Should have known he’d get to you too. We should talk.”

Part 2 Seeing that the shot glass was already in Patrick’s hand, there wasn’t much point in turning back, but to only move forward, as the night was just getting started. The three knocked back their glasses and all squeamed at the bitter acrid flavor. Passing the Gatorade bottle around they each rinsed the flavor out and took a pause to adjust to the beverage they consumed. Ben grabbed a few pieces of candy and popped some in Mike’s mouth, handing Patrick a couple as well. “That stuff is terrible, hope you’re right and it's worth it. What happens now?” “We should start seeing it take into effect. It’s gonna make us feel more relaxed and give us a euphoric feel. But it’s not immediate, it takes 20 minutes” Mike reassured. “Ok, cool. Never thought I’d try something like that but let’s see how it goes” Patrick reiterated. “Yeah you’re gonna start to swirl, you’ll tell” Ben followed, smiling with a sense of self awareness and familiarity. Patrick dismounted Mike to change positions and give his calves a break. Ben, who was sitting back, legs up, and rubbing his pink hole, hand gestured to Patrick to come forward and top him. Ben’s chest showed beads of sweat pooling in between his furry pecs. Patrick crawled forward to Ben as Patrick began bathing Ben like a lioness cleaning her cub. Ben’s chest was salty, while his mouth was sweet from the gummy bears and the citric acid he had snacked on. Their tongues once again furrociously attacked each other. Their grunts were animalistic, as Ben’s legs were lifted over Patrick’s shoulders. It was a great position for Patrick to begin eating Ben’s male pussy and lick his sack. Patrick’s tongue managed to reach pretty far up his pink cunt, feeling his soft insides. “Fuuuuuuuuuckk ughhh keep it coming kiddo” Ben gasped. Ben’s man juices were sweet and insatiable. Leaving Ben’s hole slick with saliva and pushing back against his thighs, Patrick licked upwards across Ben’s tense bulbospongiosus muscle between his ass and his dick, making Ben moan even louder. Seeing Ben’s reaction he went back from sucking on Ben’s testicles back down to his pelvic muscles and reapplied pressure with his tongue and nose. Feeling Mike’s hands from behind, Patrick was getting his ass tuned up for another round of getting eaten out. Mike was excellent at rimming, he knew to not go too fast and he used the entire flat top of his tongue on Patrick. Mike and Patrick had their mouths stuffed, and could hear Ben groan the loudest as he watched his guest and his partner lined up in front of him. Amidst the action, Ben watched the porn play an orgy scene, set in the basement of a bar, and a group of pigs were filming each other using only the flashlights from their phones. These were some of the sweatiest pigs, quietly passing the bottom around with their black eyes. For Patrick, blowjobs were not really his top preference, but feeling the sexual tension he was willing to get as much cock as he could. Patrick stuffed his mouth with Ben’s meat nice and easily, realizing that his gag reflex was not interfering in any way. He could almost go all the way down to the base before coming up for air. “Dude you’re taking that dick so fucking good, don’t stop Patrick. You feeling the high kicking in? It’s fucking hitting me right now pfffff—ughhhh fuckkk”. “Yeah I’m starting to fucking swirl back here too hun, I’m gonna need that lube back here, can you pass me it Patrick?” Without a moment waiting, Patrick grabbed the lube on the edge of the bed and shoved it in Mike’s hand fast. He needed his dick back in him, he needed this raunchy spit roast to happen. Patrick could feel the horniness increase, feeling his heart pulse his blood rapidly, his body temperature begin to heat up, and could see his sweat creating drip marks on the sheets. He wanted these men to completely devour his body, enter his holes. Patrick lowered his hips for Mike while he pressed his hands into Ben’s inner thighs. It turns out that Ben is a grower, and boy he grew in girth and another inch of length, pulling his foreskin fully back, revealing a wide piss slit for Patrick to tongue. Patrick continued making love to Ben’s meat, without any sign of slowing down. “Guys I’m definitely feeling the high, oh my god my body feels so light and electric. Fuck me Mike, fuck me so deep.” Patrick growled back over his shoulder. “Boss you wanna feel me pump your ass with my semen? You’d like that huh? I’m gonna ask you return the favor to Ben and we can make a fuck train.” Mike growled back, smiling and showing his teeth. SLAP - Mike gripped Patrick’s ass with full strength, giving this ass another long lick over Patrick’s pucker. Mike inched himself on his knees closer behind Patrick’s lowered rear and rubbed his dick up and down this boys class crack in front of him. The lube was rubbing off and onto Patrick’s ass requiring that Mike apply a few more squirts of lube to fully slick up their bodies. Slapping his dick on Patrick’s hole, Mike could see Patrick’s ass clit pulsing and winking at him, signaling he needed raw cock. “Ughhh fuck, I need bareback sex. Fuck me raw” Patrick begged. Mike obliged, pressing his tip back inside the boys ass, gliding effortlessly passed the boy’s lips, and passed through his first ring. Using his teeth, Ben tore at the plastic of a different brand new bottle of poppers from the dresser and discarded the plastic to the floor. He opened the cap and assisted Patrick in feeding him long huffs of poppers. FUCK these were equally strong, taking over Patrick’s entire body. “Woahhhhooough you gotta try these you guys.” Patrick breathed. Patrick passed on the bottle to Mikes hands, as their motion paused for Mike to inhale. Mike took in his huff for 10 seconds on the left, and on the right, passing the open bottle for Ben to take some. Now that everyone was ready to go, their rhythm had begun. Ben was breathing loudly, taking himself into overdrive, while Patrick and Mike were panting in sync. Everyone’s bodies were hot and to the touch and their skin was slick with beads of sweat. The extra lube, everybody’s sweat, along with the poppers made for easy pounding pounding. Mike rammed in fast, pulled out slowly, giving his cock a flex inside Patrick. “I’m swirling, I’m fucking high fffffff-ughhh I wanna get fucked so hard by you kiddo, you wanna fuck me like you’re getting fucked right now?” Ben groaned. “Yeah let me be in the middle of you guys, that would be fucking hot.” Ben quickly took a pillow, folded it and positioned himself right in front of Patrick’s dripping cock. Ben’s ass was pointing straight at him, inviting them both to come closer. Ben’s meaty ass had tufts of sweaty public hair circling his ass, clumping in the sweat and saliva. Mike and Patrick, still penetrated, carefully kneeled up close to Ben to get the three of them fucking. Patrick lubed Ben’s naked cock up, as Ben mouthed his lips to Patrick and with wide eyes, “you fucking beautiful boy, youre so fucking sexy.” Patrick lined up, pressing into Ben’s cave, and could see his veiny cock slip into Ben’s soft and warm tunnel. “Haaaaawwwww yessssss big boy, your big dick feels incredible” Patrick closed his eyes in ecstasy, as his fists supported his torso on both sides of Ben’s hips. This gave Patrick support to easily back into Mike and forward into Ben. His fuck hole and his cock were getting worked together. Mike changed positions slightly, getting on his hind legs and gripping Patrick’s harness, managing himself to thrust more upwards. In unison, their trio bareback was tapping into their animalistic grunting, heaving, thrusting and moaning. Ben and Patrick reentered their deep kissing, tongue fucking and licking more aggressively. “ I’m so fucking high, holy shit you guys this stuff is so fucking good, what is this stuff again?” “It’s the G, this is a fucking good batch. We love it when we have groups over” Mike panted with his eyes shut. “Ugh I wanna do more in a bit, we should maybe do our regular dose, this was a bit less to get you started kiddo” Ben said Patrick saw the digital clock and saw that it was 3am. The night was flying. Patrick could understand one thing, and that was that he wanted to go deeper, he wanted more cock and more sweat to keep their juices flowing. As their bodies were slamming into each other, Patrick leaned back upright, rubbed his hands all over his own chest, pushing back his slick greasy hair. His armpit hair showing off, pits stinking, and feeling like the sex trophy he always wanted to be. Hands from Mike and Ben enveloped him as they breathed heavily, squeezing his flexed muscles. Mike could not go any deeper into Patrick as his thighs pressed into Patrick’s ass as far as he could reach, throwing his whole body into him. Mike was getting tenser and louder, his grip firmly squeezing Patrick’s shoulders. “Ughhh ughhh ugghhh I’m cumming a bit, oooohh fuck I’m squirting inside you” “Knock me up you fucking pig, feed me your jizz, I want your raunchy juices inside where it belongs” Patrick yelled. The pounding was getting wetter and stickier, and Patrick’s ass was loaded with Mike's natural lubricant. The bed was convulsing and rocking loudly. “Wwwooffwwofwoofwoofwoof ohh fuck yeah you like that kiddo?” Ben said. “Oh man I’m fucking exploding, your ass is so wet, I’m still cumming!” Mike was making a complete mess of Patrick, wrecking his cunt and taking complete ownership of him. Patrick could feel some of the cum splashing between his ass and Mike's crotch. “Aahhhhh!! Rrrrrrrrrr fuckkk!” Mike clenched his pelvis and ass muscles into Patrick’s caverness ass. Letting his load shoot 4 more pulses, Mike waited for his muscles to recover as his body was weakened from the intense eruption. As Mike’s energy stabilized, he pulled out his junk from Patrick’s loaded cunt, seeing his prick covered in his frothy cream. Patrick was spilling Mike’s load all over the sheets as his ass lips adjusted to the absence of Mike’s prick. Patrick paused for a moment to acknowledge Mike’s satisfied grin. Ben grabbed the back of Patrick’s sweaty neck and licked the inside of his ears and whispered “ “You fucking beautiful boy you fuck me with your big donkey dick, huh? ffffffffff-ugghhh you like that baby? You like being high in my ass?” Patrick’s body weight was completely on top of Ben, embracing him, dripping sweat and grunting in their missionary position. “Huh huh huh huh huh ooooohh fuckkk yeah, this sex is so fucking hot. Wanna do another round of that drink?” Wiping himself dry with a bath towel from the corner of the room, Mike said “Well I don’t know if you’d be down, but we could potentially expand our session a bit and see who else is out there. Don’t get me wrong I think what we’ve got going on is hot and we don’t need to do anything that we aren’t already enjoying. But how are you feeling about exploring some more?” “Like a foursome?” “Like anything we want to do honestly, we love group fucking whenever we can, and I think you’re kinda piggish like us” Ben answered with encouragement, smiling from the notion that appeared groundbreaking to Patrick. “I’m so down, there’s so many guys in this neighborhood, but the only thing is that it's pretty late to start a hookup, right? Its going on 4am.” Scrolling through his phone, Mike said “We’ve got a friend our age we’ve known for a long time, we were chatting earlier and he hosts. Super sweet guy. Check out this guy’s profile, what do you think?” Passing over the phone, Patrick was amazed to find the same guy that he was looking at just days ago. Going through the public photos, Patrick completely recognized this profile with the emojis. “I’ve never messaged him but he looks hot, what is he into?” “He’s very verse, great kisser, and loves to have his ass fisted depending on the night”. Give me your BBRT profile name and I’ll tell him to unlock for you. Is that cool?” Mike asked. “Yeah if you could that would be awesome” “He’ll send more pics in a sec. I’m messaging him now, his name’s Christopher. He does live in midtown but has a fantastic apartment on the west side, high in the clouds.” Patrick was getting super excited about continuing with Ben and Mike and getting to try yet another flavor tonight. Patrick couldn’t even think about going home yet being so horned up. “Check your messages, he says hi to you” “Opening his phone, he saw about a half a dozen unread messages, but the last 2 were unlocked pics from Christopher and a note with “hey ;) “ in the subject line. Upon opening his unlocked account, Christopher appeared to actually have a really handsome appearance. He had a beard and a good mixture of self pics and pics from his own conquests. He wasn’t handsome, he was hot with a good set of shoulders and arms, and a big swaying set of balls dangling nice and low. “Fuck he’s hot you guys” “Yeah we think so too, he’s also very generous with his supplies and likes getting his boys fucked up. I think you’d hit it off” said Ben. “He’s saying we’re still welcome to come over and he wants to meet you Patrick.” Patrick was responding back to his private message from Christopher to make an introduction. He wrote… “I’m Patrick, how’s your night? Been having a good time hanging out with Ben and Mike up here in Harlem” Pressing send, Patrick looked up to Mike and Ben who were looking at him for clarity on next steps. “I’d be down to go to his place, but its up to you two what you guys wanna do. I wanna see where our night takes us and keep exploring with you guys.” “You’re gonna like Christopher, he’s a good guy to party with” said Mike. “That also means that you’d Mike and I would be going a bit deeper with the Christopher, that’s just how the three of us have vibed for the last decade. We’d all let you figure out how much farther you wanna keep trying new things, we don’t wanna scare ya, you know?” said Ben. “I see, no I really appreciate you looking out for me. I think I’ll see once I’m there but if he has more G than I can definitely do some of that, and just see how it goes, if that’s not too weird?” “We’ll bring some supplies to contribute, don’t you worry kiddo, you’re gonna have a good time no matter what” said Mike Pulling some clothes together, Ben said “Let’s get ready to leave for Christopher’s, the car is gonna get here in about 7 minutes”.