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I finished my work and then went to class later that morning. I still had the taste of the Professor in my mouth. On my way back from one of my classes I took a detour to the bathroom in the basement. As I walked in there were two guys at the urinal, one older man probably staff and another student around my age. The older man looked at me as I walked in and he smiled. He was around 5'9 thin around 160 lbs with an earring. I went into the stall and sat down. One person left and the other guy at the urinal sounded like he came into the stall. He removed the toilet dispenser on his side and tried to push on my end. I paused as I didn't know if I wanted to open it as he saw my face. He pushed another time and I relented and removed it. He pushed his cock thru. For a smaller man he had a nice cock. It was a good 8" and fairly thick. I leaned in and took him in my mouth. He moaned. "Hmmm I saw you look at my cock when you walked in. I knew you wanted it" he said pushing thru the partition. I didn't say anything and kept sucking his cock. I licked and deep throated it. He moaned and started to fuck my mouth. I licked his head sucking him. "Ohh fuck boy your throat feels like pussy" he moaned "Why don't you pull down those short boy shorts you got on teasing all of us and put your cunt at the hole so I can properly breed you" he said Wow he saw my shorts. He was right they were a little on the shorter side today. Even the Professor looked me over a few times at work. "No sorry on bj" I said "Fucking tease" he said I sucked him more and he kept moaning. After a few minutes he moaned loudly and then shot a huge load of 7-8 spurts of hot cum in my mouth. I swirled on it tasting his ball honey and lathered his cock in it and swallowed as he kept cumming. After sucking him for a good minute after he same he started to shake and then pulled his cock out of my mouth. I swallowed the residual cum in my mouth. "If you ever want a good fuck boy let me know. I am down here once a day normally around this time. I bet you have a nice warm puss" he said as he zipped up. He left the stall and walked out. I looked down at my cock and it was hard. I squeezed it and rubbed it. I waited for 5 minutes and no one came in so I decided to leave and get to my next class which started in 15 minutes. As I was sitting in my last class of the day I got a text. R- how are you doing boy? D- Good Daddy R- You go to the bathroom today and service some men? D- Yes Daddy I did. I gave one guy a bj. I also gave Professor Post a bj too at work. R- Good boy. Where are you now? D- In class R- After class I want you to go back to the bathroom and give at least two guys a bj. Take a pic of each guys cum in your mouth and send it to me. D- Yes Daddy I suddenly got hard. I loved how he ordered me to do things. After class ended, I quickly walked back to the bathroom. As I walked down the stairwell an older man was coming up and looked at me. We smiled at each other and could feel him look me up while he was walking up the stairs. He was handsome in his early 50's, very slim, 5'10", maybe 150 lbs, salt and pepper hair with a short buzz cut and an earring with jeans shorts and tight shirt. I felt him turn around and look at me as I walked down. I was wearing my usual running shorts which are 3" inseam but these seemed a bit shorter or tighter. It made me feel kind of sexy and also self conscious. As I walked down the stairs I pulled it down more. I walked to the bathroom and went into the stall. There was someone already in there. As I sat down he pulled off the dispenser and I did the same. I heard him pull down his zipper and put thru his cock. It was nice and thick a good 7". He smelled a little rank like he may have been homeless but not too the point where he hasn't bathed in months. I leaned in and started sucking his cock. He started to moan and started to push his cock thru the hole. I sucked him and licked him. I also used my hand to hold the part that fit thru. He moved a bit closer to the panel to get more of his cock thru the hole. I kept licking and sucking and using my hand. He didn't last long. After maybe sucking his cock for on a few minutes he started to moan loudly. "Here is comes bitch" he moaned He erupted in my mouth 7-8 huge spurts of hot cum. His cum was thick and salty. I swallowed quickly as the volume of cum was a lot. I kept sucking him and until he pulled back. "Thank you that was amazing" he said. He zipped up and grabbed his bag, used the sink and then he left. Right after he left another guy walked in. He came buy my stall and looked in. It was the older man I saw leaving while I was walking down. He pulled out the dispenser, unzipped his shorts and stuck thru a huge 8" thick cock. "I knew you were coming down here for cock. I could smell you. Suck it boy" he said I opened my mouth and sucked him. He moaned and started to push it further into my mouth. He was already leaking precum and I sucked it up and tasted him. I kept pushing in and out thru the hole. Then in one motion he pulled it back out completely. "Beg for my cock bitch. I know you want it" he said I paused. I waited for him to put it back. I didn't think I had to beg a guy to suck his cock and let him cum in my mouth. "Ok no begging no cock" he said as I heard him put his cock back in his shorts and zipper up. I broke. "Please let me such your cock" I said in a quick blurt. "Say it again" he said "Please let me suck your cock please" I said in a begging tone "Good boy" he said pulling out his cock and pushing it thru the hole. I sucked him and grabbed his cock and worked him. "Damn boy you are hungry for cock aren't you. " he said I just moaned back sucking on him wanting his cock in my mouth and wanting him to cum. I worked him with my hands, mouth and tongue. He was moaning and breathing harder. I could feel him starting to tense up. Then without warning again he pulled his cock back thru the hole. "Beg for my cum bitch. I know you want my cum, you need my cum. Your a cum whore" he said I did want his cum. He tasted so good. "Yes please I want your cum" I said "Why dont you let me and I will fuck your pussy. You have a pussy don't you boy. I bet a nice tight one." he said taunting me "Sorry I am here only to suck cock" I said "You sure, showing off your ass like that in those shorts. Your ass is so tight and fine. I will show you a good time." he said "No thank you. I am just here to suck cock. Can I please have your cum in my mouth" I said He shoved his cock thru the hole again and I sucked him down. After a minute he started to moan again and came in my mouth. Another huge load of 7-8 spurts of hot cum like he had not cum in a while. I swallowed and kept sucking on his cock. It stayed hard for a while after he came and his cock kept leaking cum into my mouth. He finally pulled back. I luckily remembered to take a pic of his cum in my mouth of what was left. I swallowed it after taking the pic and sent it to Rick. R- Good boy. Taste good? D- Yes Daddy The guy next door zipped up. He came over to my stall and peeked thru and said, "If you ever need a good fuck I am here at least a few times a week in the afternoon. I know you want it in your pussy. I will make you feel really good" he said "Thank you" I said He left. I waited 5 minutes and no one came after that so I left.

I got to work around 7:15 am. The Professor was in the office already. I said good morning and went to the back of the office to my desk. After about 5 minutes the Professor came back to my desk. He was as usual wearing his cycling shorts but these seemed a little tighter and thinner and were silver colored. I looked at his face then couldn't help myself look down at his huge cock which was hard and protruding thru the thin fabric. I didn't ask, I just reached out and touched it, teasing the outline and rubbing it. As it got harder, I pulled down his shorts and it sprang out. I leaned in and inhaled his musk and kissed the tip of his head and licked the precum that was coming out of his meat. "You taste and smell so good" I said then leaned in and started sucking his cock, licking it, kissing it while occasionally looking up at him. He was looking down grinning at me and not saying a word. I started taking him deeper into my mouth lathering his thick meat with my spit and then easing it into my throat. He moaned and leaned his head back. I got most of him down my throat taking my time as not to gag on his girth and length. At one point most of his cock was in my mouth and throat. I held it in my throat and felt his cock spasm a little. I knew he was close even though I had only been sucking him for a while. I slowly pulled back and then took him back into my throat slowly working his cock. Then I would bring it out to my mouth and swirl his head and suck on it. I repeated this several times over placing him down my throat and doing short slow strokes of his cock in my throat, then bringing his head back to my mouth, while my hands were working his balls and also playing with his nipples. He was breathing hard now. It was hot to do this to him. After a few more minutes I started to feel him tense and spasm, I quickly pulled him out of my throat and he erupted in my mouth. A huge load of hot cum of 6-7 spurts of his sweet salty load shot into my mouth. I savored it and bathed his cock in it while tasting him. He tasted so good. I had to swallow as he kept cumming in my mouth with some dribbling out. I then used my hand a bit to stroke his length while keeping a part of his cock in my mouth teasing his head, while my other hand focused on his balls trying to milk him of all his cream. After a minute he started to shiver I slowly pulled back off his semihard cock. It flopped out of my mouth. I opened my mouth showing him some of the cum that was left in my mouth, closed it and swallowed. I leaned in to smell his crotch and softly kissed his gorgeous cock. Then I pulled up his shorts. His cock still looked hot in the shorts even semi hard and kissed it again thru his shorts. He rubbed my hair and then pulled me up and kissed me deeply, our tongues ravishing each other and his hand massaging my cock under my shorts and his other hand on my ass under my u/w playing with the plug making me moan into his mouth. He pulled up his hand that was on my cock and it was covered in precum leak. I guess just giving him a bj made my cock leak. He put his fingers covered in my leak in my mouth. I licked and sucked them clean and then he leaned in and kissed me and he tasted my leak. He pulled back and smiled at me. It was a warm nice content smile. The door opened and the secretary came in (heard her heels and smelled her perfume). He kissed me on my lips again softly and walked away. I sat down with my cock hard and leaking more. It was an intense experience that just happened even though it was just a bj. It was one time where I felt a little in control of him and the scene. He was in so much pleasure and I felt he was like warm puddy in my hands. I also felt very submissive to him as the bottom man giving him pleasure. He just had to stand there and let me worship his gorgeous cock and body and it was my job to give him an intense orgasm. It felt strangely fulfilling. And in an odd way it made me feel sexy. I am starting to learn as the "bottom" in things that it is in my role. It also arousing to please him. Not to mention he tasted really good. So I guess I got something out of it too as I sit here with a hard cock that is leaking and plug that is pushing against my prostate making it worse. How lucky I am.

After hugging and kissing more, he put the butt plug back in me and we got ready for bed. We lay in bed talking about our day and told him about my adventure to the bathroom to suck cock. He said I should do that at least once a day. I asked him about the bathroom the last guy I blew talked about and if I should go there. He said I should stay away as it's a heavy hook up place and while I may just go to suck cock I might easily get fucked bare even if I protested. He said I would be very popular there. I told him I would go the bathroom on campus and stay away from the rest stop restroom place. He also asked if the Professor fingered me or had me suck his cock again like the other day. I told him not since the other day and he said that if I wanted to suck his cock that's fine just no fucking. I told him I would comply. I asked why he wanted me to go to the bathroom to give guys bjs and he said in time I will realize. We ended there and we both fast fell asleep. We both woke up at the same time and Rick already had morning wood and then mounted me not before scraping my insides with his fingernails. He fucked me with purpose and little passion. I didn't care and enjoyed his fucking in any form. It hurt more as there was more and deeper scraping in my anus. He kept fucking me for about 10 minutes on all fours and then finishing me on my back. He finally came in me and again so did I without touching my hands. After we lay there making out he said, "I love how you have embraced being a bottom and enjoying all the pleasure that comes from it". "I thank you for that Daddy. In all my wildest dreams of all the women I have fucked over the years, I would never guess I be with another man like this, let alone be the bottom and enjoy it so much. And not just the sex but the male intimacy and erotic nature of it" I said. "You are welcome my boy. I do think those few times of bj and handjobs with other guys including your swimming coach was probably a good clue you wanted this" Rick responded I thought about it and said "You are probably right but it took you to bring it out of me. I owe you a lot and now hopefully you will get me pregnant" "I will baby don't worry. You will be knocked up soon and so much more pleasure and experiences wait for you on the other side" he said We kissed for a little while and then got ready for work and left the house. As I drove to campus the feeling of having his sperm in me and the butt plug in me made me feel so complete.

I've whored bottoms out in gangbangs many times. You just gotta power through it. There's a "wall" you hit where it will start to get uncomfortable. But then you push past that, with encouragement from tops like me, and the adrenaline and cumthirst takes over. By the 8th or 9th load you'll go back into pure bliss.

Wasn’t able to get home in time after my last visit to the local park to meet a couple of guys

Dick ages like wine, nothing sexier as a young bottom than an older top!! I don't know his exact age but I let a Grindr hookup who was about 62 fuck me last year a few months after my 18th, so I guess 44 years is my record. I like to think of it in terms of ratios though—double my age, triple my age, etc. I made plans with a guy in a nursing home once (he wanted me to pretend to be his visiting grandson which I thought was so, so, so fucking hot) but he flaked 😞 I think he was 80 or so but I'm not sure. I still shoot ropes when I think about tonguing his ass. All this is just to say that different people like different things and that's okay!

I'm having the best sex in a long time since I met my young sex partner. He's very virile and energetic and wears me a out several times a week. I'm 65. He's 25.

Part 2 “Ah… yeah sure, I guess.” I had just seen him do it and he seemed normal to me, so I guessed there was nothing to worry about. I passed the last of the joint to Ben and then looked at Matt, not knowing how to do this. “Don´t worry, I´ll just do it and then pass it to you, okay?” he said, inhaling another hit. I wasn´t sure what he meant, but then he leaned closer, looking into my eyes, those thick lips still closed and I understood. I opened my mouth a little and he pressed his lips onto mine, exhaling his smoke into me. I realized quickly, that I hadn´t thought of exhaling my breath before taking the smoke, so my lung quickly were too full and I started coughing. Matt leaned back and looked at me concerned. “Uh, sorry, I never did this before and I guess I should expel my breath before taking someone else´s.” I shrugged apologetically.” Matt smiled. “No worries, first time for everything sexy. Let´s just try again.” He didn´t wait for a reply, just heated the pipe again, sucked in the smoke and then leaned in once more. This time, I knew what to expect and felt more relaxed. Also, this was a perfect excuse to kind of kiss this hot guy again, so I closed my eyes and met his lips after exhaling. Our lips touched, he passed the smoke to me and afterwards sealed my mouth with his lips, kissing me hard. This definitely turned into more than just passing some smoke! “Fuck guys, that´s so hot to watch!” said Ben, who looked at us over his shoulder while just slightly moving his ass along my cock to not disturb us. Matt withdrew and before I could exhale he said “Hold it in for a bit longer Jared, it takes a moment.” He heated the pipe again already, then nodded towards me. I exhaled. The smoke didn´t taste that strongly, especially compared to the pot before. He looked at me. “Are you okay? Feel anything?” I quickly assured him I was alright, but I didn’t feel different than before. “Good. Yeah you probably need a few more hits before you feel it. Let´s just share some more, okay?” He already inhaled the next hit and I nodded. Ben impaled himself on my cock roughly and then grinned at me. “I love that you do that while still inside of me!” I could just laugh at that before Matt leaned in again and we shared another hit of the stuff. We continued like that for a bit, each hit turning more into a makeout session with Matt than the last. At some point I felt my heart start to race and my face to flush, but I couldn´t say if it was from the situation or the T. But fuck, I felt good! When I looked around I saw Matt and Ben looking at me, grinning. Ben had pushed down Matt´s shorts and underwear and was stroking his cock while Matt handled the torch. And fuck, what a cock that was! It must have been like eight inches long and it was thick, the foreskin gliding over an arrow shaped glans that was already coated in lots of precum, while the cock became thicker towards the base. Massive was the only word to describe it, I thought. “Haha, now you definitely feel it, don´t you?” Matt laughed. “Yeah, I do.” I answered, almost ashamed that I had stared for probably a couple of seconds at his cock. But – the shame I expected didn´t really come up. I just felt wonderful, so I said “Man, you have such a great cock!” “Thank you sweety!” Matt answered, passing the torch and lighter to Ben, then taking his left to cradle the back of my head and pull me closer. Now he full on kissed me with his lips and tongue and I felt so excited! I heard Ben using the lighter, so he must have already known the stuff, which made me feel even more at ease. Matt took my right hand with his and wrapped it around his cock, before he started thrusting his cock into my hand. It felt so hot handling this dick! I had jerked off with other guys, but this cock in my hand was something entirely different! And, well. The whole situation around it, of course. Ben looked at us over his shoulder and motioned to us. Matt understood immediately and used his hand at my head to push me towards him. I emptied my lungs and took Ben´s smoke into me. Then I slowly exhaled and a massive cloud escaped. He seemed to be good at this! Ben grinned at me, took another turn at the pipe and fed me the smoke again. This was so fucking hot! I emphasized that with a hard thrust into Ben, that made him gasp and then laugh. “Seems like you… like … that…!” He said, between my thrusts. I had taken my hand absentmindedly from Matts cock and had put it with my other on Ben´s shoulders for more leverage. Matt was still standing at our side, grinning at the show before him and then taking the pipe and lighter, inhaling and exhaling two big clouds while we watched him, his hard cock still standing pretty much straight up, just bending a bit down at the tip. Then Matt motioned for me again and I hesitated. “I don´t know, I feel pretty good already…” I said, my mind going so fast. Ben said: “Oh don´t worry, it just gets better. It´s not like weed, where it’s too much if you continue at the best point. Just take a bit more!” Matt looked at me with big eyes, his pupils dilated, his lips curled to a smile, his cock twitching. He came in and I accepted the smoke into my lungs. Then Matt put a finger on my lips, keeping me from exhaling. “You know what’s hot? Blow it on my cock…” My eyes grew big in surprise, but I guess nothing could happen there. And… I wanted to suck his cock I realized. So I nodded, reaching for his cock, blowing the smoke at it and then caressing his tip with my tongue, sucking up quite the amount of precum. Matt laughed. I looked up at him. “That´s hot man, but really, I meant blowing it around my cock while it’s in your mouth. Let’s do another, okay?” he Said, pushing the stem of the glas pipe between my lips. So I inhaled again. “Hold it for a moment. Let it help you let go Jared. Keep it in your lungs and let it get into your blood and to your brain…” He said in a low, almost hypnotic voice. I kept it for like 20 seconds, then pushed his cock towards my face again and began to really suck it, wrapping my lips around it. When I held a sizeble part of it between my lips, I exhaled the cloud. It was still some white coming out, but much less than I had expected. “Again sweety… That looked so sexy. Next time look up at me, while you do it, okay?” I wanted to ask him, how that could work with me bending down for his cock, but he had already put the stem between my lips, tipped my whole head around with his hands and was lighting the pipe. If I turned my head this way, I could actually look up at him and see his sexy smile I realized… And I grinned back, while I sucked. First the pipe, then his dick. Fuck, it was so majestic, I thought. Having such a big dick must be great and annoying at once… But for sucking, I loved it. While I was mostly top, I really liked sucking nice dicks and could usually deepthroat them. Not so much Matt´s cock, of course. But I could still get a lot of it in my mouth I thought proudly. People who don´t have such a wide jaw as me would probably not stand a chance. So… Then maybe I can be one of his best suckers? The thought occurred to me like I wanted to make Matt proud of me. I looked at him and he had a wide grin on his face. I realized then, that I still held the cloud and slowly exhaled around his cock. “Wow!” Matt said, “you really know how to suck man. And that looked amazing, seeing it vanish in your mouth and your eyes on me, then the cloud escaping your lips… fuck!” His cock twitched and I tasted another bit of precum, but before I could savor it, Matt pulled my head up to his and kissed me again for what felt like an eternity. I´m not sure if I had ever felt such lips… He moved around me slightly, his mouth moving from my lips and along my neck. I could just moan. Neck really was my thing… well, I guess everybody´s, to an extent. Matt licked along my neck, his one hand gripping and cradling my head from the left side. Then… I felt it. First I didn´t realize it in the fog of what was happening. But Matt´s cockhead definitely went slowly into my crack, seeking out my asshole like a heat seeking missile, while Matt slightly pushed against my upper body with his and pushed me towards Ben with his hand on my head.

Chapter 27 - An Education in Self-Realization Chad Gillespie tucked his lap-top under his arm and headed across the campus with his usual feeling of self-satisfaction. He acknowledged the smiles and nods of his fellow students as he went. Everyone knew Chad Gillespie here. Student Society President, Christian Union co-ordinator and Young Republicans Chapter Officer. The trifecta of establishment roles on campus but there was a fourth position that Chad was eager to also secure. The position of Valedictorian. It had been in some doubt until a few weeks ago. He had actually had some competition - if he was honest with himself perhaps a little too much competition! He had maybe been second favorite until Jordan Myers had started missing classes. Missed classes and then totally flunked out. Nobody really knew why though there were stories of course. There had been talk of the Police being involved but it had all come to nothing. Jordan Myers was just out of the picture which, he had to admit, was good news for Chad. "Chad Gillespie to the President's Office please." The familiar tones of the President's Secretary sounded across the Campus. Chad felt a minor annoyance but nothing more. President Kulp no doubt needed to talk about something - maybe a student had dropped some litter or some such crisis! Kulp was an idiot but Chad Gillespie had already learned that keeping in with a certain sort of idiot was one of the major keys to success in this world. He gave the secretary his usual complacent smile and took little notice of the fact it wasn't returned. Chad Gillespie was the sort of young man who didn't waste time on such things. President Kulp was in his office behind his own desk - the surface of which was covered with paper. Not the usual administrative detritus but rather a large poster that looked to have been torn down from wherever it had been affixed. The President didn't bother with niceties. Instead he swept a hand at the rubbish on his desk. "I found this - this thing - attached to my door when I arrived here. Fortunately I had come early and was able to remove it before it was seen by anyone but myself and Mrs Culpepper. Just look at it Gillespie - look at IT!" He held up the ripped paper and flourished it. Chad didn't have much choice but to look at it in the circumstances. However, it still took a moment to process just WHAT he was seeing. He had expected the usual petty bullshit but this was something else. A series of images of the same young man, a young man he knew very well. There had been lots of rumors but nothing even close to this! "What does it mean? How did gay filth like this get onto MY door. Is that really - is that really..." The President's words seemed to die in stubborn disbelief at the evidence of his own eyes. "What would this do for the College's reputation?" Chad Gillespie just stared at the images - so blatant and so obscene. Images cataloguing the degradation and humiliation of Jordan Myers. More than that - the words written on his body indicated something much deeper, much darker, much more stark and shocking. Chad saw just how shaken the President was and he measured his own response. "Was there only the one sir?" "Yes, yes, but there could be more. Anywhere and at any time! What does it mean? Is it some sort of a homosexualist conspiracy? Did they kidnap this", he almost spat out the word, "Myers for their perverted pleasures?" Chad looked again at the images. It didn't look like anyone had been kidnapped against their will. The picture of Jordan Myers dressed like a little sissy having his make-up done for instance. Let alone the one of Jordan beaming up at the camera with his face covered in... Chad had a good idea of just what was covering Jordan's face. "Perhaps some additional security sir? Could the faculty really be held responsible for one student's, one ex-student's, behavior?" The President looked at him like he was an idiot. "We would be the laughing stock of the whole country! You know how they love to spread such filth on social media - to humiliate good decent folk like ourselves. The filthy perverts and liberals all pursuing their Gay agenda." Chad still couldn't quite tear his eyes away from the obscene images on the poster. It struck him that they would be rather too strong even for social media! His thoughts were interrupted by a familiar sound. The sound of his phone, followed a second later by the slight hum of the President's own phone vibrating on his desk. They each reached for their own device only dimly aware of the sound of phones where students were waiting in the outside office. *** It turned out the video message had been sent to every student and every faculty member at the College. Sent from the account of Jordan Myers, a student many had known personally and almost all had heard a lot about recently. Simple curiosity meant that almost all opened the message and saw enough to understand. An opening familiar image of Jordan Myers, handsome and smiling in an outfit most had seen him in around campus. "Hi everyone. I thought I'd give you an update on what I've been up to." The young man smiled and then did a little twirl. A star effect and then the handsome young man was transformed. He was still the same person, that was obvious, but his clothes had been replaced. His button-down plain shirt had become a short-sleeved pastel pink crop-top with 'FEMBOI' printed across it. His hair had covered the studs in his ears but now he wore blatantly obvious big pink plastic hoops and his hair was tied back in two pigtails. Jordan's dark eye make-up and carefully plucked eye-brows contrasted sharply with his pale skin and his light pink lip-gloss. He stuck his tongue out at the camera and gave it a supremely, unambiguously, faggy wave. Then he rolled his hips before thrusting them back, drawing attention to the tight and rather minimal shorts that barely covered his bubble butt. White knee-highs with pastel pink trim and a pair of sneakers finished off his outfit now being proudly displayed to his old students and tutors. "Soooooo anyway I guess you've all spotted that I kind of had to leave College. How could I dress as cute as this there? I do have to dress like this because if I'm not super-cute how am I going to get what I really need?" Jordyn grinned into the camera and raised a carefully sculpted eyebrow. He carefully wiggled and rotated his perfectly-rounded buttocks and then winked into the camera. "Can you guess what I really need?" Did his viewers guess? Perhaps a number of them did but being proved right took everything to a much higher level. Entering the picture from the right came a cock, a very large and very hard Black cock. "Hmmmnnn," purred Jordyn, "I don't think College can compete with this do you? Boring old classes and lectures compared to sucking and being fucked by a Big Black Cock? Or even better by two or three or maybe thirty!" Jordyn giggled his faggy little boi-slut giggle. "After the first few I don't really care what size or color they are. I just want cock and more cock!" He leaned forward to kiss the tip of the big Black cock. "This is a very special sort of cock - the sort that can help a young slut like me graduate. So much as I love sucking it I need to do things properly." Jordyn turned around and eased his tight shorts down over his bubble butt and past his leggings before stepping out of them. "College didn't teach me much. Since leaving I've found out sooooo much more about life. What's not important," Jordyn pointed down to the flat metal disc of the cage constraining his tiny penis, "and what is." He leaned forward and stuck out his rear, wiggling it for the man behind him. A dark hand reached forward onto the base of Jordyn's back. The man's other hand carefully positioned his cock at the femboy's hole. A torso appeared on camera as the man thrust forward, unidentifiable except for the fact the man was African-American and wasn't young. The boy grunted as the man behind him thrust forward a few times, his moans of discomfort slowly forming into words. "Fuck yes Daddy - open me up - ruin me!" Jordyn's voice was still faggy but now suffused with an undeniable raw excitement. "Force it in Daddy - make me - take all of you!" It had seemed impossible but the cock kept pushing home, thrust after thrust, inch after inch, until the man's hips were hitting against his young slut's butt with each stroke. "Yes Daddy - hurt me - rough me up - give me - what I deserve - make me - graduate!" Jordyn wasn't looking at the camera any more. In fact it seemed obvious that he had forgotten all about it, had forgotten about everything but the big cock plowing his insides. There was no question of anyone being forced, whatever his words might say. Jordyn was giving himself willingly to a much older Black man and taking all that big cock with a hungry intensity. "Daddy - fucks me - everyday now. Making sure - that I take. Giving me - beautiful - Poz cum. Charging - me up. Gifting me - his strain. Letting me - play - with other Poz Daddies. All big - beautiful - Poz cocks. Big loads - of HIV cum. Planted deep. Making sure - I graduate." The words were staccato, forced out between the deep thrusts of that Black cock into his pale body. Punctuated by sweet little faggy moans when the hard shaft pushed real deep and bottomed out. Nobody watching could be in any doubt that the little fag was loving it, was a very willing participant. As if to prove the point the man behind Jordyn suddenly held still. The femboy mewled his discontent and began moving his butt. Backing up onto the glistening thick shaft of the man's cock. "Pleasssse Daddy," Jordyn finally moaned in frustration, "I need it! I need to be fucked. I need your seed. I need to be Poz." The fucking resumed - but harder now, fiercer, each thrust hammered home with a visceral intensity. "YYYYEEESSSSSSSSSSSSS," screamed Jordyn. He didn't speak after that, there was no need for words, he knew what he was getting and so did anyone still watching. Dark hands held slim pale young hips tight as the man grunted. Pushed home a few more times and then, finally, withdrew. His Black cock was still hard, glistening with lube and some of the cum it had planted deep into Jordyn. A hand tapped the young man who obediently turned and presented his butt to the camera. A puffy hole, ridden hard and then filled with Poz cum. The way a well-fucked boi pussy should look. *** Chad Gillespie didn't think he would ever forget the look on President Kulp's face. The paleness under the administrator's ludicrous fake tan. Kulp had just shook his head and muttered something unintelligible. He hadn't even seemed to notice as Chad had walked out of the office. Past the empty desk of Mrs Culpepper. Out and past the little groups of students gathered together and excitedly discussing what they had seen. Passing members of the Faculty rushing here and there like headless chickens. Ignoring the calls for his attention from students and staff alike. Chad knew where he had to go. Across the campus and into his faculty's building. Down a flight of stairs and through the well-signed doors. Only once he was in a cubicle and safely behind a locked door could he again pick up his phone and play that video sent to them all by Jordan Miles. He let his pants and shorts fall around his ankles, his eyes fixed on the small screen as he reached for his hard six inches of cock. He had been hard from the moment he had seen Jordan Miles' transformation into BoiFagBarbie and he knew it was wrong but he also knew he needed to cum. He stroked his cock hard and felt his climax close when the door to the next cubicle suddenly banged. Chad froze in fright, his hand still wrapped around his cock. He couldn't be caught like this - no-one could see him could they? He had never felt so alone or so vulnerable. He held his breath and listened, listened until he heard familiar words. "Pleasssse Daddy, I need it! I need to be fucked. I need your seed. I need to be Poz." Familiar words through a phone speaker and through the wall of the next-door cubicle, words followed by a male grunt of pure satisfaction. Then Chad understood. He understood what had been happening in that next door cubicle. He understood that he was not so alone. It only took a moment to make his decision and he resumed the play on his own phone, turning the volume up. Could the man next door hear it now - would he understand? The excitement was too much and Chad's cum spurted in heavy loads into the toilet. The door to the next cubicle opened and Chad held his breath. Had the man gone or was he waiting, waiting for Chad to show himself. The student took a couple of deep breaths and then pulled up his shorts and pants. He steeled himself to turn the lock and open the door. There was nobody there. The man had gone. Chad felt a wave of relief but knew that such a reaction was ridiculous. Things were never going to be the same again.

Last night. Went to the gay sauna and Dirty Dicks in Amsterdam. Took 15 raw cocks and two loads. One of those loads was after a pissfuck. There was a Golden Shower party in the Dirty Dicks. It was also a real fuck fest. Was fisted 4 times as well. Only two loads though. After all, it was a very horny evening.

Love that too Sometimes i wish I could get them preg. If not me, at least some other randome dures that breeds that sloppy hole. Males gotta try

And thank God for that

Excellent fucking from my "Boy". And his friend! Technically my stud isn't a boy anymore. He's 25. But extremely virile. Ruggedly handsome and he fucks me so good a few times a week. BIG cock too (8"). And this time he brought a friend. Friend watched him giving it to me really good. Like he wanted to perform for his friend 🙂 Long fuck. I came and he finally nutted deep in my ass. Friend took his turn. Cock not as big as my Boy but he gave it t me good too. Friend is a bit rougher. Fucked hard. He pumped his load in deep and then watched me getting a second load from Boy stroking his cock. Boy fucked even longer before he shot his load. Making me cum again in the process. And then he said to his friend "you wanna go again too?". YES! He mounted me and banged away. He hammered my hole! Made me cum again!!! Boy was cheering him on to fuck my "Daddy ass" even harder. Fuck I thought he would never cum! Flithy mouth too (I love that hehe). I like being a "dirty Daddy". He almost growled when he came. Pretty exhausting but so good! It's been a while since I orgasmed three times! when they were leaving I told Friend he was welcome anytime to join Boy hehe!! This was one to remember 😉

Well said. It's up to no one to judge others, decide what's right or wrong for others, and that's totally ok.

This is the follow-up from my post yesterday about a new hookup wanting to get me pregnant. So here goes. I found this guy on BBRT. He's like 20 years younger than me. He's not worried about age - he just had a 3 day load of seed that he needed to deposit. Works for me. I had some problems with clean-out but finally got that under control. I arrived at his place already pre-lubed and ready for breeding. So, I wasn't really interested in anything but getting fucked. He was hard already so we were good to go. I hit the floor on all fours. He fingered my hole and once he realized I was pre-lubed he shoved 3 fingers in and started to finger fuck me. How romantic! I haven't been fucked in awhile - about 2 months - so I was ready to take his 7" cut cock. Damn, he was thick. He fucked me for awhile. I kept encouraging him to go balls deep - I think that was his original plan anyway. So, he was good at being a top. I liked the fact he kept talking about knocking me up. After the breeding we said our good byes with plans to return. It was different for me as the entire breeding was just that - no talk, no politeness - just a top needing to breed and a bottom needing to take a load. We agreed to try this arrangement every 1 - 2 weeks. I'm still feeding my cocksucker on Mondays and Tuesdays so I wasn't worried about cumming myself - the last think I need is my cocksucker complaining about reduced loads for his throat. I'm visiting Chicago in a few weeks. I'm hoping to get as many loads as possible there - just in case this guy wasn't successful at knocking me up. Fingers crossed!! 😉

Being a Cumdump for anyone takes time, effort and commitment to your goal. Many fantasies but not all willing to bend over for just anyone. You may want to consider your lifestyle, relationship and goals for your life. If you have slipped up before and now on this site, we know the answer. Do you? Do you want a relationship with just one man? What does he want? Do you live together and can you support yourself? Career, kids, city/location, family and friends are to be considered. If you are in a monogamous relationship-- this site is not for you. If your family time is with a partner or friends, how will you feel if you get a text from a guy looking to unload? Will you drop your friends to be USED as a Cumdump? Ignore the text and stay with friends/family or make an excuse to cut out and return later? I began as a "straight/bisexual" guy because of upbringing and thought I would have a wife and kids. Plans changed. I would drive 30 minutes away to an Adult Bookstore and rent VHS porn. Yes, I am that old. 59 Bareback Bottom and I will keep taking loads for the rest of my life. I have no plans to quit. Rented straight porn but my focus was on the guy, not the girl. I messed around in high-school with a couple buddies. Then I rented a bisexual movie and was more interested in the Men than females. When I knew I was gay and only into Men, I found a slightly older gay man and moved into his house. No more sneaking around. He was a Dominate Top into rope/blindfolds and spanking. Not my scene which is why we were friends and not lovers. No smart phones, text or talk only. House phone was general purposes, but text phone was simply for sex. My outgoing voicemail was Direct. Standard message "I am a gay white man looking for Men for good time." Leave a msg if interested. 6 months later, a guy I was dating took me to our local bathhouse. 3 months later I worked at the bathhouse. It not only gave me more options with new Men that I had never considered. 2 years working Saturday/Sunday evenings 4pm to midnight every week. It was not a high paying, demanding job, but extra income and a perk of a FREE locker or room if available at ANY CLUB in the chain. This meant road trip and having sex with Strangers. Traveling for sex was fun. Usually alone so I could play when I want and drive to another city to meet new Men. I had gone to a few arcades over time and would look for guys I was interested. During this time I started backing my ass up to a gloryhole with no idea who was on the other side. I realized that every Cock feels different as does every ass, and I wanted to feel every different dick. I rarely used condoms through College, stopped all condom use in 1995. If you want to use condoms, that is fine, but you will need to find another ass to fuck. If a guy asked about condoms, simple response: NEVER!! It threw some guys off, but if he wanted to fuck ... it was Bareback Required. I wanted his load in my ass. I had several penpals in smaller cities. One penpal, Shawn would meet in Chicago several times a year. He was primarily a Top but did get fucked from time to time. We set up a system as I would drive to Chicago, count # cop cars and that was minimum # loads in my ass. I could suck Cock and swallow loads, but not counted to my goal. If we were at a bathhouse and I didn't have the minimum # of loads, we renewed for another session. We went to 3 bathhouses and 2 bookstores for Anonymous Loads from Strangers. I became a DNA Load Collecting Cumdump. Then in May 1998 we were in Chicago for Memorial Weekend, It was also IML = International Mister Leather weekend. We didn't get a hotel room, just stayed at 3 different bathhouses. Load count drastically change. I had turn 32 that year and Shawn told me I would be taking minimum 32 loads up my ass. We walked into the changing area with lockers and as I undressed Shawn started offering my hole to a couple of guys. One blushed, another guy shook his head and walked away. I turned to Shawn and said, "He is not really my type." Shawn told me that it did not matter if I was into him or not. He declared that I no longer had a type. I was not looking for a boyfriend or lover. I had agreed to take Anonymous loads from Strangers and he would decide who fucked and loaded my ass. I did NOT have a choice and he would decide who fucked me. I was fucked in the sauna, in the group shower area, in the gloryhole room and in dark corners of the club. They had opened the 3rd floor with multiple slings and a play area. When I was strapped down on a sling and guys started fucking me I realized he was right. Looks/age/race/body type/cock size or status was not important. I was there to be fucked and filled with 32 confirmed loads. He had to be there to witness the load being pumped into my ass. If he was not there or when I swallowed 3 loads -- it didn't count. I took over 50 that weekend and on my way to being a Cumdump. I went back to Chicago many times the next 6 months. Then, I went in December and caught in a snow storm. People were walking away from their vehicles. It had closed Chicago and many midwest cities. No work Mon or Tues, but I missed Wed and drove home on slick roads. I worked Thursday and another snow storm shut things down on Friday. There were more parties in Chicago that weekend, but I didn't go. When I got home there was an email I missed. Computers were running on 14.4 modem and no Smart Phones. Email was from a guy in Palm Springs, CA and he was going to start producing porn. I was too late since he had a bunch of guys lined up. He would put me up in a hotel if I paid for my flights. 3 weeks after the Chicago snow storm, I was in Palm Springs, CA and my journey through porn. Yes, I am a Proud POZ CUMDUMP for Men who love to BREED. Love taking anonymous loads from Strangers.

Have always wanted a guy to use chloroform on a rag to get me very weak, then while I'm still awake, but very limp I see him take a band and wrap it around my arm. I try to protest, but am too weak. I then see him put an IV in my arm, and tape it down. Next he pulls out a bottle and fills a needle with the liquid. He takes the band off my arm, and injects the chem in my arm. He then lifts my arm, and I cough slightly, as my head starts to swim in piggish lust. I then notice that a dozen other guys have come into the scene, and I see the guy take a needle full of his own blood, and inject it into the IV, then start to fuck me. While he's fucking me, the guys pass the needle around, and take turns at injecting their own loads of blood in me, before fucking my mouth and ass. When the evening is done, I'm left exhausted, my ass bleeding, sore, but very happy and full of cum. My stomach also filled with the after fuck piss from the guys, and the taste of my own used ass on my lips from cleaning each guy off after they were done. I don't know what all the guys may have had in their genes, but know that I am now fully initiated into their club of pigs, and ready to breed other guys with them.

I got a sad an amusing message from a 54 year old guy on Squirt yesterday. "At 70 you should be in a nursing home." I reminded him that in a short 14 years he'll be my age. I let him know I hope when he gets here he's no more in need of a nursing home than I am. I went on to say that the young man I sucked off yesterday and the guy that bred me were glad I'm out and about. The message inspired this question, What's the biggest age difference you've had with a sex partner?

I prefer to be covered in piss if it gets to that especially if I have my lycra gear on. I love the smell of dried piss and I love that smell on me when I’m cruising a bath or sex venue. If I don’t have some to piss on me, I’ll piss on my lycra gear in the bathtub, let the lycra dry on my balcony, and wear it at a later play time. I will drink a very small amount of piss if I’m really into the moment but it’s very rare. That being said, I’ll roll around in wet piss, dry piss, a pissed up old mattress or sling, like a cat on cat nip.

Me and a buddy were the designated bottoms for our group of friends in college. Together but often also me alone. 4-5 guys fucking me and some going for seconds. the more the better. I already was a slut then at 20/21 hehe!! Never felt uncomfortable.

I walked to my car and me with friends and then went home around 9pm. When I got home Rick was on the couch in his bedroom watching TV. I went in sat by him and gave him a kiss. He kissed me back and we started to make out. Kissing and our hands roaming each other. He played with my tits and ass and with the plug in my ass. I was moaning and panting. He then flipped me over on my knees pulled down my underwear, pulled out the plug and started to eat my ass. I moaned and pushed back on his mouth. It felt so good. He hasn't eaten me out in a while, understandably as it was a lot of blood. He then fingered my and I could feel his fingernails cut into me. Rather than yell in pain, I actually moaned and pushed back into his finger and said "Yes Daddy make me pregnant. Knock me up please, I need you" moaning. He scraped me more. It hurt like hell but I just put my head down. He then put his hard cock at my hole and eased it in. I just moaned and pushed back. It hurt a bit but not as much as before with the toothbrush. I grunted and pushed back meeting his thrust. He fucked me hard, pounding into me. "Ohhh fuck Daddy fuck me, make me yours please. Mark me with your seed, charge my cunt" I begged "Yeah boy your fucking pussy is hungry I feel it milking my cock, you fucking slut" he said fucking me and slapping my ass. He rode me like that for a good 10 minutes when I felt his spasm and then he erupted his charged warm semen in me, marking me with his DNA. I squeezed hard milking his cock and also started to cum. "Ohhh I'm cumming from the inside again" I moaned He picked up his pace again pushing deep into me. "Milk me bitch" he said still pounding into me. I worked my ass on him and tried to milk every drop of his seed out of his huge pipe. "Ohhh yeah boy that feels sooo good. Your cunt is amazing" he moaned grinding deep into me. I swear I felt more cum leak out of him deep in my second hole. Finally after rutting into me for another minute he finally pulled out. I turned around. His cock was covered in ass juice, and cum and some blood. I didn't care and leaned in and cleaned him off. It was salty and irony and musty. Then he kissed me. "Good boy" he said. "Thank you Daddy" I replied kissing him. I am in love.

Part 2: The Hunter and the Prey (bunny) - Sling catch The humid air of the sauna hall wraps around me, a smell of chlorine and sweat. On my bare feet, I slowly walk over the wet tiles. I can feel the heat of desire around me. Some music is playing, a beat that vibrates through the tiled floor, up my bare feet and into my chest. Or is it my heart ? Pumping from excitement and nervousness. My yellow jock, a vibrant splash of color against my pale skin, feels tight around my body . But I'm not the only one... Men, some in towels, some in jocks of various colors, their bodies glistening under the lights , sweating, hunting, or being hunted. The guys wearing collared jocks all wear different ones. I see blue, red, green, and so on... But no one has the same color as each other . We all seem to wear a daring invitation to the guys wearing white towels -an invitation to play when you find a matching egg. They are gazing at us, gazing at me... My eyes dart around, taking in the men around me, laughing, cruising, disappearing into darker corners, into saunas, whirlpools, and pools. The cheers , the grunts, the unapologetic sensuality of it all give me a thrilling, almost overwhelming rush. Wherever I watch, I can see face-colored eggs laying around, ready to grab. I can see my own yellow color too, in some places. They are even floating in the whirlpool . So ... I guess more guys can match with me? Who will be the first one to grab it? Who will match himself with me? Photo walking in the sauna I wander deeper into the building, each hallway and room revealing a new place of desire. A steam room hisses as I watch into it through the open glass doors. I can see bodies pressed against each other , sounds of desire and pleasure. There are dark rooms, relax rooms, you name it. My breath itches in my throat from the scent of the steamy saunas , a knot of anticipation tightening in my gut. I can feel eyes on me, tracing the curve of my ass through the thin yellow fabric, lingering on the slight bulge of my cock. The thought sends a shiver down my spine as I walk on. A hand, warm and firm, suddenly stops me, holding me at my belly. I flinch and glance at the guy on my left, who is blocking my path, my gaze locking with a pair of intense, emerald green eyes. He stands there, almost chilling against the wall, smiling at me. He is a towering presence. Red, curly hair, a strong face with a trimmed red beard accentuating a strong jaw. A golden necklace with a scorpion pendant gleams against his white-reddish skin ; it rests on his massive chest. His nipples look like knots, pointing a bit downward from his muscular chest, and right under it, a six- pack. Huge and strong muscular arms, his right one covered in tattoos. He is wearing a white towel, low around his waist. He's massive, a wall of muscular and hard flesh. "Lost, little bunny?" His voice is a low rumble, his gaze locked on me. "Looks like I found my Easter treat. You're matching, kid," while he holds a yellow plastic egg in the air, right in front of my face . That means we will play... he laughs. His gaze drops to my jockstrap, then back up to my eyes, with a smirk on his lips. His fingers brush my hips. His hand and fingers feel warm and tender. I almost can't speak a word, but I manage to stumble ... "Just... exploring." He chuckles, a deep, resonant sound, still keeping his hand on my hip. "Exploring, are we?" His thumb brushes over the sensitive skin of my belly, a feather-light touch that makes my nipples harden. "I can show you a few places to explore -places you might like." He lifts the yellow egg, twirling it between his fingers. "This means you're mine to play with now, doesn't it?" My heart is pounding against my ribs. *Mine.* That word sounds primal, like the hunter has caught me as his prey..... I am the prey!?!? I am feeling both terrified and exhilarated . "I... I guess so , " I stutter out , still impressed by the huge muscular guy. His smirk widens, predatory and alluring. "Good boy." He taps my underbelly, a possessive gesture. "I'm James." His fingers remain on my underbelly and hip. It feels rough and warm, sending a shiver down my spine. I can see his golden scorpion pendant swinging slightly as he leans in, bending over to me. His mouth and face are next to mine, his breath warm against my neck and ear. He whispers, "And I'm gonna show you what a real Easter hunt feels like." "Luke." I stumble as the words escape my lips softly. "Okay..."..... I can feel my cock jump a bit in my jock. His breath is hot against my ear, and his beard scratches my cheek. My knees feel weak. "Luke." He savors my name, letting it roll off his tongue. "Come with me, Luke. I know just the place for a curious little bunny like you." He doesn't wait for a response, grabs my hand, and turns, pulling me gently but firmly behind him. His towel shifts, revealing a glimpse of massive, muscular thighs-ridged with veins. For a second, I forget how to breathe while he pulls me through the hallway and the crowd. I follow, a willing lamb to the slaughter, my body already buzzing with anticipation. We weave through the crowd, James's broad shoulders parting the sea of men. He leads me down a dimly lit corridor, away from the pulsating heart of the main hall. The music softens, replaced by a symphony of grunts, moans, and the rhythmic creak of ropes. A new scent fills the air: leather, sweat, and something musky, primal. My eyes adjust to the gloom, and I see a series of rooms-leather curtains serving as doors to each of them. James pulls me into one, stepping inside ahead of me. It's dark, barely lit, but larger than I expected. The sounds intensify as we walk in. A sharp crack, a yelp, then a guttural moan. My eyes widen as they adjust to the poor light. There are hanging leather slings all around . I glimpse a tattooed Latin man, his back glistening with sweat, thrusting furiously into a pale, smooth-skinned guy lying in a leather sling. The guy in the sling is moaning, his legs spread wide, held in place by the sling, his ass a bruised red. "Fuck me, daddy! Breed me! Fill me with your poz load!" The words, raw and desperate, slice through the air, clear and unmistakable. The Latin guy grunts, his hips pumping harder, a wet, sloppy sound with each thrust. A shiver, a mixture of fear and intense curiosity, shoots through me. That guy is begging for this fuck ; he is begging for his load... a so-called *Poz load*. The words hang in the air, a dark, alluring whisper, unsure of what they mean, while James stands close to me. Almost automatically, I grab around his waist, both scared and aroused by what I am seeing. That guy around my age is getting fucked hard and willingly . My cock twitches in my jockstrap ; my mouth suddenly dry. Photo Luke and James He glances at the guys fucking in the sling, then back at me, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes as I hold on to him, my jock pressed tight against his leg. His fingers trace the waistband of my jock, teasingly sensitive on my skin. "You like watching, Luke?" His voice is a low growl, barely audible over the wet slap of skin beside us. "I can feel your cock getting hard. It is pressing against my leg , " while he grins at me. "Tell me-does it make your hole clench?" His thumb hooks under the elastic of my jock, his fingers slowly guiding and exploring inside. I can feel his warm fingers on my bare ass. I swallow hard, my eyes darting between James's intense stare and the brutal rhythm of the Latin guy's hips. "I-" A particularly loud moan cuts me off, the younger guy arching as his ass takes every inch. "I've never... done that," I admit, breathless. The confession feels heavy, as if I am revealing a secret. He keeps his fingers on my jocks waistband, teasing, playing with it. "Virgin," he murmurs, not asking but repeating as if it were a revelation. His gaze darkens, pupils blown wide. The scorpion pendant on his necklace glitters as he comes closer. "You picked a hell of a place to lose it, bunny." His chuckle is rough, approving. In the meanwhile, he slowly guides me toward an empty sling. I can feel the cold leather sling bouncing against me as he guides me into place. The cold metal chains on the ceiling make a sound as soon as I touch the leather sling. "Watch them," he orders, nodding at the Latin guy and the white boy fucking right in the sling next to us. The Latin man is fucking his boy with brutal precision. "See how he takes it? How he *wants* it?" His hands find my hips, kneading. "That could be you." James's fingers hook into my jockstrap, peeling it down slowly. Cool air hits my exposed skin, making me shiver. My ass is getting exposed, my cock a bit hard, popping out and free. James lets my jock fall to the ground and gestures me to step out of it, as I do. "Tell me, Luke," he murmurs, lips grazing my ear, "do you want a fuck like that? Hard? Limitless?" His tongue licks my lobe. "I'll start gentle... but I won't stay gentle." The leather creaks beneath me as James pulls me up in the sling. My legs spread instinctively, exposing everything. My gaze flicks between James-his massive chest looming over me-and the Latin guy still pounding into his boy. The raw sounds, their sweat dripping onto leather, the way the younger guy's toes curl. It 's hypnotic. The Latin guy pulls out completely , his cock glistening, thick veins pulsing, his balls tight. The boy whimpers, his hole twitching empty for just a second before that slick, swollen cock slams back inside him. The impact echoes... wet... brutal... The boy screams, his back arching off the sling. My own cock aches, untouched. "I-I want it," I whimper . The surrender sends a shiver down my spine. But this is what I was craving - a fuck like that boy. No thinking, no holding back, no shame, just intense pleasure... My fingers dig into the leather sling beneath me, my legs spread wider instinctively. I lift my legs and hook my feet into the leather supports. The leather straps feel cold but gentle on my skin as I lean back, my ass free and up in the air, my body open, vulnerable. The sensation is strange, exhilarating. My blond curly hair brushes against the cool leather of the backrest. James steps closer, his eyes scanning over my exposed body. My chest, smooth and hairless ; my stomach, flat and tight ; my shaven pubes ; my semi-hard cock. My ass, round and tight, is presented to him, an invitation for his pleasure. He reaches out, his rough hands softly brushing and exploring over my body , mapping my body like a territory to conquer. His thumbs circle my nipples until they get hard. His fingers trail down my trembling stomach to the inner side of my groin. He touches me, grabbing my balls and hardening cock, while his thumb touches my hole. My body is trembling with a mixture of nerves and raw desire , his eyes full of lust. "Look at you," he murmurs, his voice thick with approval as his fingers trace the curves of my ass. His other hand is at my chin, forcing my gaze up to meet his. "Spread out like a fucking present just for me." His thumb brushes over my bottom lip before he leans down, his beard scratching against my jaw as he starts to kiss me. His lips and tongue feel warm. His tongue enters my mouth, caught in a wrestle with mine. The golden scorpion pendant swings between us, cool metal brushing my chest. a stark contrast to the heat of his body pressing against mine. His kiss is rough, all tongue and teeth. His tongue feels so damn good. I feel the scratch of his beard against my skin. I can only gasp into it, my hands gripping the leather sling from Extase . His scent, spicy, musk, and something darker as I inhale. I kiss him back intensely , his warm muscular body almost pressed against me while he stands there bent over me. I can feel his towel still wrapped around his hips against my thighs , his cock swelling insistently against us , pushing hot and thick through the fabric. My stomach tightens, my own cock twitching in response. I need this. After a few minutes, he pulls back from the kiss just enough to let me catch my breath. It feels like hours, and I really want to keep doing this. I can hear his own breath in my ear before he kisses it gently. His lips trail down by my ear to my jaw. My lips open, ready to take another deep kiss, but instead, he slowly works his way down my throat . His teeth graze the hollow of my collarbone as his hands run over my naked body. They roam lower, fingers tracing the dip of my waist before gripping my hips dominantly . " I am gonna taste every inch of you," he growls against my skin, the words vibrating through me as his tongue flicks over a nipple, teasing it. They get hard and wet, peeking between his soft lips. He nibbles softly on them before moving lower and lower , his beard scratching a path down my trembling stomach. The scorpion pendant swings between us, cool gold brushing my skin as he sinks to his knees, his breath hot against my inner thighs, followed by his warm tongue and lips. My fingers tangle in his red curls almost instinctively. His thumbs press into the soft flesh of my ass, spreading me open with deliberate slowness, exposing my hole to the humid air. I can feel his warm breath against it ; he is watching it. After some seconds, I feel a first slow swipe of his tongue ; it is experimental, a teasing lick over my twitching hole that makes my whole body jump. "Christ, you're tight," he murmurs against me, his voice rough with hunger before diving in again, this time firmer, wetter, his tongue working me open in slow, deliberate circles pressed against my tight hole , his beard scratching over the sensitive skin of my inner thighs. The sensation is almost electric ; it's overwhelming ...and I arch off the sling with a choked moan Every lick of his tongue feels like heaven and ecstasy . It tickles , it scratches, it is warm and wet. I can only moan. My fingers twist in the leather straps as his tongue delves deeper. It feels restless, wet, insistent, relentless. The wet heat of his mouth, the scrape of his beard against my thighs, the obscene sounds of him *devouring* me... he is eating my hole... it's too much and not enough all at once. My cock is dripping onto my stomach, untouched, as he groans against my hole. The vibration sends another shockwave through me. "Fuck, James-" I spill out, unbidden, my voice wrecked already. In the meantime, the Latin guy's rhythmic grunts beside me, fucking the other boy, fade away; there's only this-only James's tongue licking and almost digging into my tight hole, like he's starving for it. I'm only focused on this. James pulls back, leaving my hole wet and itchy , clenching tight in response to the colder air. In that moment , my head spins . I want more of this, more of him. After a few seconds, he spits directly onto my twitching hole, the slick coolness a contrast to the heat of his mouth before. My hole is so wet that I can feel his spit dripping down my ass. He licks it up greedily, his beard rough against my cheeks. My toes curl and my legs tremble as he hums approvingly, watching my boy hole. The sound vibrates through me. "Sweetest fucking bunny," he mutters against my skin before diving back in, his nose pressing against my balls as his tongue pushes back on my hole . He starts to fuck me with it. I feel his tongue slowly sliding in deeper, while my hole is wet and willing. It is opening for him. The sling creaks under my squirming, my back arching off the leather as the feeling of pleasure tightens in my gut. Is this what it's like to be used? To be rimmed? It almost feels like a god working on my hole. He knows what he is doing ; he has pleased hundreds of guys before, I can feel it. And he is that damn good at it... and I ... I am a willing virgin, willing to be pleasured, willing for him! His tongue is relentless, flattening and licking against my hole before he points it to work it in again, his tongue pushing deeper each time, like he's mapping me from the inside. A whimper escapes my mouth when he suddenly sucks on my hole ; the pressure makes my cock leak onto my stomach. "Please....." I moan out loud , not even knowing what I'm begging for. I don't want this to end ever ; I want more... The heat of James's mouth is almost unbearable, the wet sounds of his tongue working me open and my moans echo louder than the moans and grunts around us. His beard scratches my inner thighs ; the rough sensation is in contrast with the slick heat of his tongue pushing insistently inside me. My fingers twist in the leather straps of the sling, my knuckles white as the pleasure is almost too overwhelming. When his lips seal around my hole again and he starts to suck again, my back arches off the sling, a strangled cry tearing from my throat. "Fuck, James.... please ... more...." The words are raw, desperate, my hips rocking against his face instinctively, seeking friction, seeking him. His fingers are digging into my thighs, hard enough to leave marks. Suddenly, he withdraws with a wet pop ; my hole is sucked out, squeezing tight as soon as his mouth leaves my entrance . His lips are glistening as he gazes deeply into my eyes, still down on his knees. "Still tight," he growls, dragging his thumb over my wet, rimmed hole, pressing just enough to make me whimper. "Gonna change that , " he smirks with a dark sound as he spits again, right onto his middle finger, before circling around my sphincter slowly. "Breathe out, Luke," he orders. I don't really know what to expect or what he wants, but I do as I'm told, and the second I do, he pushes his middle finger in to the knuckle without warning. My eyes widen; I can feel a sharp pain pushing up my tight hole, the stretch... His warm finger brings a feeling of being somehow filled... his finger reaches deeper than his tongue could ever go. My gasp echoes off the walls. "Fuck ... " I moan out while my whole body contracts uncontrollably, my sphincter clamping instinctively around his finger. "There we go," he murmurs, twisting his finger inside me with ruthless precision. My gasp is sharp ; I can feel him inside me as he crooks his finger, dragging against that spot... my prostate... It almost feels like electricity is shooting up my spine. "There it is," he growls, watching my cock jump against my stomach. I moan loudly as he keeps applying pressure. The Latin guy beside us chuckles, his dark eyes watching me as he pulls his big cock out of his boy with a wet pop. Some wet blobs, probably mixed ass fluid, cum, and I don't know what else , fall down on the floor as soon as the Latin guy's cock gets out of the boy's hole. "Found yourself a moaner, eh?" he taunts, his accent thick as he guides his cock to the younger man's head. His slick-covered cock pushes against the boy's mouth, demanding he open up, as he does , forcing him to taste his own wet hole on the guy's dick. James just smirks, never taking his eyes off me as his finger curls inside me, stretching me wider. "Oh, he's more than that," he rumbles, adding a second finger beside the first. I can feel my sphincter burn as he builds up the pressure for his second finger. It makes me whimper. "He's a virgin." The Latin guy whistles low, his hips thrusting into his boy's mouth. "Lucky bastard," he mutters before getting his attention back on his own younger guy, forcing him to swallow his cock deep. At the same time, my sphincter breaks in, his second finger slowly entering me deep. I moan loud again. I can feel how he is stretching my hole , scissoring me with his fingers dug deep inside me. My hips jerk instinctively away from the stretch, then back toward his fingers as the sling is correcting my moves. A pleasure of pain mixed with an overwhelming sensation. James's fingers twist inside me, pressing against my prostate again . I cry out, "Fuckkkk ... " my cock twitching against my stomach. Next to me, the Latin guy groans, his hips slapping forward as his boy is gagging around his cock. The sounds, the smells, the way James's fingers are moving inside me. I can only cry and moan. The pleasure and pain are intense. He is opening me up, but I'm just still too tight. It 's almost too much. I can feel my hole flutter around his fingers, my body betraying me by accepting his fingers in me, trying to resist it. "James-" I spill his name from my lips, almost like a trembling prayer, my voice wrecked already. Everyone can hear my intense feeling, my pain, my desire for more, but the limitation of my still tight, too -dry hole. The Latin guy reaches over, his rough fingers brushing through my sweat-damp blond curls in an almost soothing gesture. "Breathe, pequeño," he murmurs, his accent thick and his voice low, as his thumb strokes my forehead . His touch is oddly grounding, a contrast to the ruthless stretch of James's fingers inside me. I huff... trying to endure it all , to let the feeling of pleasure get the upper hand . "He's prepping you good, so you will be ready to take his cock, " he adds, nodding at James. James growls in agreement, his fingers scissoring wider. I can feel it burn inside me, stretching, curling his fingers inside me before he presses my prostate again. My back arches off the sling, my thighs trembling. "Fuck, fuck" I choke out.... my cock dripping onto my stomach untouched. The Latin guy chuckles, his fingers tightening in my hair. "You like that, eh?" He grins. "Wait till he's balls-deep." James growls again, his fingers scissoring and pusnhing deeper inside me, stretching me relentlessly. his fingers moving in and a bit out. The burn is sharp, but the way his thumb brushes my perineum sends sparks through me. he is moving faster and faster, in and out, but Always the tip of his finger in me. i wimp.... it burns.. i siss out. fuck..... James leans down, wile i can feel his fingers puled out of my thight hole. His fingers slide out of me with a wet sound, leaving my hole clenching around nothing my hole burns, almost like its on fire, feeling empty, feeling like i want him back in me. his tongue replaces his fingers for a moment. hot and wet against my stretched hole. licking me, his tounge fucking deep, before he pulls back again, his beard glistening with spit. "Need more lube," he growls, his gaze flicking to the younger guy’s puffy wet hole next to us. The Latin guy smirks, " The first time is always the hardest and tightest, " nodding in understanding. With his rough hands, he yanks the boy's hips higher. He grabs the boy's ass cheeks, spreading him wide open to expose the slick mess of his well-used hole. It is glistening with spit, cum, and sweat. "Use this," he offers, his thumb pressing next to the boy's stretched and puffy hole. I can see James's gaze, watching the boy's hole. Before I can protest, he reaches over to the Latin guy's boy, almost without hesitation, pressing two thick fingers into the boy's stretched, slick hole with a wet squelch. The boy moans loudly , his hole twitching around James's fingers, his back arching, as James pushes his fingers deep, almost scraping and twitching inside him. His hole is leaking thick, milky fluids. I guess a mix of spit, ass fluids, and cum... cum from the Latin top and who knows what more? I can see James pushing and turning his fingers inside, while the boy's hole keeps leaking. After a few pushes, the boy moans really hard, his back arching, as James pulls his fingers out, dripping and scraping all the fluids. The boy's legs tremble as James collects the mix of lube, spit, and cum, swiping his fingers through the slick mess dripping from the boy's stretched hole. The guy whimpers, but at the same time, the Latin guy pushes his cock deep into his mouth to shut him up. Photo of the boy in the sling "Fuck, that's wet," James mutters, his voice rough with approval before dragging those slick fingers back to my hole, pressing them inside me with a slow, deliberate twist. "Better than spit," he rumbles as he watches my face while his fingers sink to the knuckle deep into my hole, twisting ruthlessly. The added wetness eases the stretch just enough, still tight, still burning, but now with a slick heat that makes my toes curl. James's fingers are twisting inside me again, rubbing firmly against my prostate. "Fuck-!" I arch off the sling, my cock pulsing against my stomach. "James, please-" My voice cracks, my hips jerking uncontrollably. I don't even know what I'm begging for anymore... just more... James watches my reaction with dark satisfaction, his fingers twisting, scissoring wider inside, stretching me. His other hand grips my thigh, keeping me spread wide as he leans down to lick a stripe up my cock, the sudden wet heat making me jerk. "Tastes like anticipation," he murmurs against my skin before swallowing me down to the root in one smooth motion. My back bows off the sling as pleasure crashes through me, his mouth hot and tight around my cock while his fingers press relentlessly against that sweet spot inside me. Slowly he pulls back, till my cock plops out of his mouth. At the same time, he pulls his fingers out of my hole, dripping and wet. He smears the slick mess directly over my own twitching hole. "There," James murmurs, rubbing it in with rough circles. "Now you're lubed." His fingers reach back to the Latin guy's boy, whose hole is still dripping and twitching from being used. James pushes his two fingers back inside the boy's stretched, messy hole with a wet squelch, making him jolt in his sling with a muffled scream around the Latin guy's cock. The boy's thighs tremble as James fingers him deep and rough, collecting another thick smear of mixed ass fluids, lube, and cum before pulling out with a slick pop. "Open up, Luke," James orders, his voice rough with authority as he presses his dripping fingers against my lips. I hesitate for a second... the mixed cum dripping from his fingers onto my lips... does he want me to? But before I can even think about it, I slowly open my mouth , my body almost reacting instinctively to the heat of the moment. My mind and mouth are getting overwhelmed , tasting the tang of sweat, spit, cum, and something muskier... something... his fuckhole... He shoves his fingers deep into my mouth. "Suck," he growls. My tongue swirls around his fingers, cleaning them thoroughly, the taste bitter and salty. It feels dirty, hot, and right somehow. James watches me with dark approval before pulling his fingers free with a wet sound, trailing spit down my chin. "Good boy," he murmurs, his thumb brushing my lower lip possessively. I'm giving myself, all of myself , doing as he tells me. I'm his, I'm his to teach me, to use me, and to get me ready for the next part of my now gay life in this big city , leaving my small-town life behind me, opening up for more, for pleasure, for dirty, limitless hot sex. And he hasn't even fucked me yet... The moment his fingers leave my mouth, I feel empty again. He presses them back against my hole, slick with my own saliva now. My breath hitches as he pushes two fingers back inside me ; the stretch is easier this time, but it still feels so big. His fingers twist, scissoring me open with slow, deliberate movements that make my cock pulse again against my stomach. The Latin guy beside us chuckles, his hand tightening in my hair as he watches my body pulsing, contrasting from the enjoyment of James's fingers deep inside me. "Easy, pequeño," he murmurs, his voice thick with amusement. "He's gonna ruin you for anyone else." James just smirks, adding a third finger beside the other two, stretching me wider. It almost feels impossible, but somehow my sphincter gives in easily. The burn is sharp, but the pleasure-...fuck... the pleasure is overwhelming, especially when his fingers curl around my prostate. "James... fuck..." I choke out, my hips jerking uncontrollably. My hole clenches around his fingers greedily, my body betraying me by craving more, even as my hole protests against his stretching fingers. James stands up suddenly, his muscular frame towering over me in the sling, his eyes still locked on mine. His golden necklace with scorpion pendant is swinging over his huge chest, glistening in his sweat, while he pulls his fingers out of my hole. I can hear a sucking sound as soon as he pulls them out. I feel so empty again... a feeling of burning, anticipation , and willingness. I want him back in me! I want to feel him move and curl in my hole... I moan in anticipation, willing, a sound that leaves no doubt in anyone's mind. He reaches for the towel around his waist and pulls it off with one rough tug. The fabric falls away, his towel dropping to the floor with a soft thud, revealing his thick, veiny cock standing at full attention. Thick veins pulse along the shaft, his cock hard and the tip glistening with pre-cum. His massive balls hang heavy beneath his upright cock. His pubic hair is shaved, a thatch of short-trimmed hair at the base of his cock. Drops of sweat curl down from his chest to his six- pack and slowly to his cock and balls. My breath catches at the sight... fuck... he is huge... he is like a god. *18. 5 cm *, he smirks with a dark smile. The way he smirks, the sight of him, makes my hole clench instinctively. "Gonna bash you wide open," James mutters, more to himself than anyone else, his voice thick with anticipation. I can hear the Latin guy whistle lowly, watching the whole scene. James reaches back to the boy's hole again, plunging his fingers inside. The boy moans around the Latin guy's cock, his hole fluttering around James's knuckles as he pulls out. As he gathers another slick handful of fluids out of the boy's hole, he smears the messy mix directly onto his own cock with a slow, deliberate stroke. The sight-his thick fingers sliding up his shaft, spreading that glistening wetness-makes my mouth water. The guy next to me is gazing at James's cock to ; I can see him watching, wanting it... He arches his back suddenly, his lips popping off the Latin guy's cock with a wet sound. He raises his voice, ragged and broken, as he begs: *"Fuck me again, papi-I need it, I need your cock back in me. Fuck me rough, use my hole... I need you to pump another poz load in me... fill me up, breed me, make me yours-"* His words sound like a wrecked whimper , begging for the Latin guy... His fingers dig into the Latin guy's thighs. "Need your cum... need your *poz* load deep in my hole, please, daddy. "Breed me like the dirty little whore I am-*please*." The Latin guy growls something in Spanish, his cock slapping against the boy's flushed cheeks before he walks over to his hole. He pushes his wet, thick cockhead against the hole of his boy. Here you go, he smirks and shoves his cock back up his hole with one brutal thrust. The boy *screams*, His scream echoes through dark room, in pain and lust. His back bowing off the sling, his hole visibly stretching around the thick intrusion. "Yes! *Fuck!*" he sobs, his fingers scrambling at the leather straps. "Give it to me-*give me your POZ load*!" The raw, filthy pleasure sends a jolt through me, my own cock twitching against my stomach. James chuckles darkly, his fingers tightening around the base of his cock as he watches the Latin guy pound into his boy with renewed energy and force. The wet slap of skin echoes louder now, punctuated by the boy's choked moans and broken pleas for more, the slapping sound of the Latin guy's balls smacking against the boy's ass with every brutal thrust. The boy's hole glistens, stretched wide and leaking, his thighs trembling as he takes it. "Deeper! Harder!" he begs, his voice breaking on a moan. Sweat drips from their bodies, wildly flying around with each hard thrust. The slapping wet sound is almost overwhelming, echoing through the room. "I wanna feel you in my guts, Papi... I wanna feel it when I walk tomorrow," he huffs. The Latin guy snarls, his hips pistoning faster, his grip bruising on the boy's waist. I can see some red spots appearing around his ass and hips while the Latin guy keeps bashing into the guy's hole. "Give me your poz load!" he moans, demanding, hard and loud. I breathe in short, sharp gasps, my own hole clenching around nothing, aching to be filled just like that. James's chuckle is still very dark, amused, his fingers tracing my hip as he watches my wide-eyed fascination. "Hear that, Luke?" James murmurs, his thumb brushing over my wet and slightly stretched sphincter. It makes me shiver. "That's what a *real* bottom sounds like." His gaze drops to my hole, still twitching from his fingers, then back up to my face - a sight of hunger and expectation . "You gonna beg like that for me? Want my cock and load deep in you?" His voice rumbles low, while his golden scorpion pendant swings around his neck, wet from his sweat, almost shiny. My breath hitches; I can't look away from his cock, thick and glistening, covered in the slickness of the boy's ass. Some white blobs are smeared on it, cum from the Latin guy and who knows who else. His cock is hard, veins pulsing thick on his shaft . It looks dirty ; it looks filthy hard, but so damn hot... My mind is twisting and in conflict with my body ; this is full of risk, but I want it so bad... I want him in me, to fuck me, to take my virginity. Even though I really have no clue what the boy next to me is begging for . Poz ? I don't know ; I guess it's some word for his cum. My hole twitches ... " Please ..." I stumble softly . The guy beside us wails as the Latin guy's thrusts grow erratic, his balls slapping against the boy's ass with each brutal plunge. "Please, Papi-*cum inside me*," the boy sobs, his fingers clawing at the sling, exhausted but wanting more. "*Infect me. * " His thighs tremble violently, his toes curling as the Latin guy grips his hips hard, bruising his hips and ass with each hard thrust, driving into him with a rhythm that's more punishment than pleasure. The sling creaks under the force of their fucking, the boy's moans rising in pitch with every brutal thrust-*"Yes! Right there! Fuck me-fuck me dirty!"* The guy shouts loudly over my words so that mine are not audible. My eyes are wide , while sometimes I can feel some sweat from them landing on my body, which gets shot away each time the Latin guy bashes into the boy's body. "That's what you want, Luke?" he murmurs, his thumb brushing my twitching rim. " My cock? Getting filled up? A load deep in your hole? The first one?" I nod slowly, my eyes full of lust and surrender. This is it ; I want it... my first time ever getting fucked. My mind switches off, surrendering to my desire, my voice gone. James's fingers dig into my thigh, forcing my legs wider as he steps between them, his cock bobbing thick and heavy against my ass. "Gonna give it to you," he growls, his free hand wrapping around his shaft, smearing the slick mess from the boy's hole down his length. "But first-" His grip tightens, angling his cockhead against my sphincter, pressing just enough to make me whimper. "Tell me what you *want*." "*Fuck*," I gasp, my hips jerking as I can feel his wet cockhead pushing softly. " I ... I ... I ... want... want... you... deep in me," I stumble . The golden scorpion pendant swings forward as James leans down, brushing against my chest. I feel the cold metal scorpion pendant against overheated skin. Slowly moving forward over my chest, his beard scratches over my body, next to my ear. While his cockhead bumps against my sphincter, not pushing in yet, just teasing my sensitive hole. "Not good enough," he rumbles. He reaches for his scorpion pendant, holding it between his fingers, his fingertip tracing the scorpion sting. "Tell me you want my cock..., my load..., my sting... right here , " as he bumps his cockhead against my sphincter once more. My breath hitches; I don't understand the weight behind his words, but the intensity in his eyes makes my pulse spike. "I want it," I whisper, my hole clenching around nothing. "All of it." His fingers tighten around the pendant, the scorpion's tail poised like a threat as he finally presses his hips forward , his cockhead pushing hard against my sphincter. I can feel his thick, wet cockhead pushing, trying to break me in with a relentless push. My sphincter tries to resist ; my body is in conflict , instinctively resisting his intruding cock while wanting it at the same time. His cockhead is wet from cum out of the other boy's hole ; it feels slippery and warm as my sphincter starts to break in. James doesn't stop. "That's it," he growls, his voice rough with restraint. "Take it." My gasp echoes off the walls, my fingers clawing at the sling straps as he pushes harder, the burn sharp and sweet. The pendant swings between us, glinting under the dim lights. His fingers dig into my hips as he keeps pressing, the thick head of his cock stretching my sphincter impossibly wide, forcing its way in. A sharp cry tears from my throat as I feel a burning, stinging sensation . My sphincter gives way and opens slowly around his thick cockhead. I can feel his wet slick cockhead slowly shoving into me. He is splitting me open as he pushes past my tight sphincter, his girth forcing my virgin hole to yield. "Fuck, fuck....." I sob, my fingers scrambling at the sling straps as my body locks up around the intrusion. My sphincter grabs tight around his fat cock, burning, split open, raw... He is in me.... Every inch feels like fire. His thick cockhead pushes and carves me open, my hole fluttering around his cock, a helpless spasm . Tears prickle at the corners of my eyes, but I arch higher, begging without words , willing to take it all. His beard scrapes my neck as he exhales harshly, his hips rolling forward to bury himself deeper - slowly, inch by inch. Fuckkk ... I moan out.... I can hear the Latin guy laughing beside us, his own cock still buried deep in his own boy. "Fuck," I choke out, my voice shattered. "So big-" My scream bounces off the walls, raw and broken. The stretch is almost unbearable. His cock is splitting me wide. The thought that only his cockhead is in me, not even his shaft, fears me out. But at the same time, I can feel his hot, wet cockhead moving in me, making my body shiver and pulse . James growls low in his throat, his fingers bruising my hips as he pauses, letting me adjust to the thick intrusion. His cockhead, warm, wet, and big, pulses and rests inside me , the head of his cock pressing against my tender inner walls. The scorpion pendant swings between us as we gaze into each other's eyes. "Breathe," he commands, his thumb swiping over my stretched rim where his cock and my hole meet, smearing the mess of ass fluid and cum lube . His other hand grips my thigh, holding me in place. "Just the tip, and you're already shaking." His voice is rough with amusement, but there's something darker beneath-pride, possession. His cock twitches inside me, demanding more. i breath in shallow gasps, my body trembling around his thick invading cock. His cockhead feels impossibly large inside me, stretching me in ways I never imagined. The burn is sharp, but beneath it, there's something else.... a deep, aching pleasure that makes my untouched cock jerk against my stomach. "Fuck...it's...so much," I whimper, my fingers twisting in the sling straps. "You're so tight, but your taking it well," he murmurs, his voice thick with approval. Hi can feel his hips shift slightly, and his cock pressing deeper. just an inch, but it's enough to make my vision blur. to make my body jump in a mix of pain and pleasure. James exhales sharply through his nose, his fingers tightening on my hips as he pushes forward another fraction, his cock sinking deeper into my tight hole. The stretch is brutal, my hole spasm around his shaft as if my body is trying to decide whether to reject or welcome him. His beard scrapes against my neck as he leans down, his breath hot against my ear. "That's it," he growls, his voice rough with restraint. "Just a little more." His hips roll forward again, and I feel another inch of his thick cock slide into me, the burn mixing with a pleasure so intense it borders on pain. My toes curl, my back arching off the sling as a broken moan tears from my throat. My body locks up around his cock, every muscle tensing as I try to adjust to the overwhelming stretch. The scorpion pendant swings between us, glinting under the dim lights. "Breathe," he murmurs, his voice thick with approval. His cock twitches inside me, pulsing with heat, and I whimper as another inch of him sinks deeper. The pleasure is there, lurking beneath the pain, but it's so much—too much—and yet I can't help but push back against him, craving more. "James," I gasp, my voice cracking. "Please—" Before I can catch my breath, James grips my hips tighter, his fingers digging in hard enough to leave marks. "Please *what*?" James growls, "Enough prep, let's do this fast," he rasps... He slams his hips forward in one brutal thrust, his entire cock spearing into me with no mercy. His thick cockhead rams deep up my hole, followed by his thick-veined shaft. No time to adjust, just a fast, hard, almost scraping feeling inside me. It is filling up my hole, stretching it all, ripping my inner walls... the pain... the burn... My scream rips through the room, raw and shattered, as my hole spasms around his cock , grabbing it, tightening up, trying to resist and push his cock out. It only results in a harder, more painful stretch ... Tears spill down my cheeks as the pain crashes through me, sharp, wet, and hot. But beneath it, there's a pleasure so deep it steals my breath. James's groan rumbles against my skin, his balls pressed tight to my ass as he holds himself deep, letting me feel every inch of him. "Fuck," he grits out, his voice rough with satisfaction. "There we go, all in, you tight little virgin." My vision whites out for a second, my fingers clawing at the sling straps as I try to process the overwhelming stretch. His cock buried deep inside me, the veins along his shaft pulsing against my inner walls , ripped open, his hips flush against my ass. I can feel a warm satisfaction, the heat of his cock, and some indescribable heat of some sort of fluids in me. His precum? Or did he bruise me so hard that I'm bleeding... or both? " It hurts ," I sob, but my hips jerk involuntarily, betraying me. My cock dripping untouched, my body already adjusting, craving more. James's chuckle is dark. "Hurts good, doesn't it?" The feeling is overwhelming , but somehow , hot... and all I want. I'm no virgin, no more. The Latin guy beside us laughs and moans darkly as he watches us, his hips never stop bashing into his own fuckboy . "You guys are getting me over the edge... " he moans. "Fuckkk ." His cock and balls slap hard and deep into the boy's ass. The Latin guy's hips stutter suddenly, his cock pulsing deep inside his boy as a guttural groan tears from his throat. "Here it comes, your third poz load from me... you slut... " His muscles tense up, his hips spasm, his cock kept buried deep in the boy's hole. The boy beneath him whines, his hole clenching greedily around the Latin guy's cock as his thighs tremble violently. "Give it to me... give it..." the boy shouts. "Breed me!!! Give me your tox load... " as he grabs the Latin guy's hips , pulling him in, trying to take his cock deeper, willingly. "That's it... take it..." the Latin guy snarls, his accent thick with pleasure as he watches me gasp around James's cock. " I'll watch the virgin get wrecked while I breed you full." His boy moans, limp and oversensitive, as the Latin guy finally stills, his cock still buried deep, his cum leaking out around the thick shaft. He moans out loud. His balls contract as his hips try to push his cock just a bit deeper inside the guy's hole. A rough, raw groan leaves his mouth... he is cumming into the boy. He keeps his cock deep in him, while seconds or even minutes seem to fade away. Groaning, while my own body is trying to relax and adjust to james cock deep in me. Good slut. He laughs as he pulls his cock out slowly. The boy's sphincter, clenching, trying to suck the Latin guy's cock back in. Holding the Latin's cockhead in him for another second, as tight as he can with his loose , open, fucked hole. With a pop, the head of the Latin's cock comes out of the boy's hole, pulling along some fresh, warm cum mixed with anal fluid and some red spots. slowly dripping down from his sphincter, down his crack, forming a trail of pleasure. He laughs, watching the dripping boy's hole and at me, my hole pulsing uncontrollably around the cock of James. My virginity is just lost... "Have fun, I'm taking a break now," he laughs, while he turns around and leaves the room, letting his boy alone, hanging in the sling next to me, leaking from his cum. James shifts his weight slightly, pushing on a other spot in my inner walls, adjusting to his cock. his cock is twitching inside me as he watches the Latin guy walk away. "Now it's just us," he murmurs, his fingers tracing the stretched rim to my hole where his cock disappears in me. he rolls his hips, experimentally, pushing his thick cock deeper before pulling back just enough to make me gasp. The friction burns deliciously, my body still adjusting but already craving more. "You feel that?" He presses his thumb against my stretched hole, feeling how it grips tight around his cock. "Your hole's already learning how to take cock." James pulls back agonizingly slow until just the head of his cock remains inside me. An empty feeling takes hold of me. almost wanting him back in me. my hole clench instinctively. then he slams forward again with a wet snap of his balls bashing against my hole. A whimper claws its way up my throat as my hole struggles to take him, the pain sharp and deep in me. a burn that intensify when he pushes back in. His thickness stretches me impossibly wider Tears blur my vision, but I can’t help arching into it, my untouched cock dripping onto my stomach. "It—it still hurts," I admit, my voice shaky, but my hips jerk forward greedily, betraying me. James's chuckle is dark, approving. "Hurts good," he corrects, pushing deeper. "You’ll learn to love it. His scorpion pendant swings between us, glinting as he starts a rhythm. slow, deliberate, devastating…. "Fuck—*James*—" I sob, my fingers twisting in the sling straps. slowly, pulling in and out. my hole bashing open, on fire and painfull, but so willing. With his next thrust, he rolls his hips , his cock bumping, stretching , scraping against my inner walls and something else - something deep inside that sends a jolt of electric pleasure up my spine. My breath stutters, my thighs trembling as he pulls back and pushes against it again. He finds that spot again with practiced precision. "There it is," he murmurs, watching my face crumple with a mix of pleasure and pain. He pulls back almost all the way, letting me feel the empty ache before slamming back deep into me, his balls slapping against my ass , with each thrust hitting that sweet spot relentlessly. My moans pitch higher, my fingers twisting in the sling straps as pleasure overtakes the burning pain. Oh God , oh God , I moan out. He has found my prostate deep up my hole, slamming his cock against and over it. suddenly I’m pushing back, meeting his thrusts. his balls slaping against my ass, over and over. The sound of slapping skin on skin grows louder and faster ; James's cock thrusts into me with a rhythm that has me gasping for breath. His fingers dig into my hips hard enough to bruise, pulling me onto him as he thrusts his cock deep into me over and over. His thick shaft drags , almost scraping against the oversensitive walls of my hole. Wet and slick, from my own fluids, his lubed cock is coated with Latin cum and James's own pre-cum. Every thrust sends sparks through me ; my cock starts to leak, untouched. "Feel that?" he growls, his thrusts pushing sharper, deeper. "That’s what a real fuck feels like." His scorpion pendant swings wildly, glinting as sweat drips from his beard onto my belly and chest. Photo of Luke and James in the sling His rhythm falters for just a second-then he smirks, his grip on my hips turning vicious as he starts to fuck me even harder, his cock slamming into me with bruising force. The sling creaks beneath us, my hole stretched impossibly wider with each brutal thrust. His balls slap against my ass, the wet sound obscene, and when his cockhead grinds against my prostate, my vision whites out. "There….fuck...." I choke, my back arching off the sling as pleasure begins to build deep in my gut. The pain fades away, turning into something else... the delicious drag of his thick cock stretching me open, the way my hole clenches greedily around him, the heat in my hole and lower belly. My untouched cock bounces against my stomach, dripping steadily as James's thrusts deep in me. He is pumping his cock in and out of me, now pulling his cock out of my hole completely and bashing it in again. "James-" I gasp, my fingers scrabbling at his shoulders, nails digging in. "Don't... don't stop... don't stop... fuck me... keep fucking me . " My voice breaks on a moan as he pounds back into me, his cock splitting me open. I can feel the veins of his cock pulsing hot and thick against the walls of my hole. His laugh is dark as he pins my hips down, fucking into me with brutal precision, over and over again. "That's it, beg for it," he growls, his scorpion pendant swinging wildly. His balls slap against my ass with every thrust, the wet slap of skin echoing in the room. Every nerve in my body is stimulated with a mix of pleasure and pain as James's cock pounds into me. It is carving me, carving my hole, tearing it open. The stretch burns so good, my hole clenching around him like it was made for his cock. "Fuck... please...," I sob, arching wildly into each thrust, my cock dripping untouched. James watches my wrecked expression and begs, with satisfaction. his thrusts turning slower but deeper, dragging his cock all the way out before slamming back in with enough force to push the breath from my lungs. i can feel my hole leaking, his pre cum? You're mine now," he growls, his voice thick and rough. "Gonna fill you up so deep, mark you, ill make you mine.... you'll remember this day forever." His cock ramming inside me, as hard as he can. his hips pounding in a slow, forcefull, grinding rhythm that makes my finger clawing at his shoulders he is fucking me harder, deeper, his balls tightening against my ass. I can feel it building, the pressure in my gut, the way his cock pulses inside me, his rhythm. He's getting close.... and so am I. " Beg me," James growls, while he leans over me, his breath hot against my ear as he keeps thrusting into me. " Beg for my load... and I'll make sure it takes." His cock slams into me again, hitting my hole deep, bumping against my prostate as he delves deeper. Stars explode behind my eyelids. I gasp, my hips jerking uncontrollably, my cock throbbing untouched. "I... I want..." I whimper, my voice broken. "I want your load... deep inside me... please... James..." The words tumble out, raw and desperate, as my hole clenches around him, trying to milk him. James's breath hitches, his grip tightening on my hips as my words urge him on, his scorpion pendant pressing cold against my sweat-slicked chest while his cock pounds roughly in me. He bashes deep in me, in and out , my hole grabbing his cock every time he forces it roughly in me. He is ramming his cock into me with brute force, as deep as he can. "Need it-need you deeper-" My voice shatters as he rams into my hole, hitting my prostate again, stars bursting behind my eyelids. His balls slap against my ass, the wet sounds obscene, as he growls, "That's it-take it-take *all* of me." His thrusts turn relentless, each one deeper than the last, carving my hole open wider, his cockhead grinding over my prostate until my vision whites out. Tears streak down my cheeks as his cock splits me open so deep I can't tell where he ends - tears of pleasure, tears of belonging. I belong to him ; I belong to real men who know how to fuck me. James's rhythm stutters, his cock twitching and pushing violently inside me as his balls tighten against my ass, his gasping breath against my neck. "Gonna fill you up," he growls, his voice rough with need, his thrusts turning erratic, desperate. His fingers dig into my hips hard, bruising me, holding me still as he bashes his cock deep in me, his cock pulsing hot and thick against my inner walls , my hole ripping inside me. I can feel his cock throbbing inside me, his shaft jerking as his balls draw up tight, his breath in ragged bursts against my ear. "Here it comes," he snarls, his hips pushing forward one last time as he rams his cock deep inside me, his cock twitching against my prostate. His scorpion pendant swings wildly, glinting under the dim lights as he starts to cum. I can feel thick ropes of cum flooding my hole , spraying deep in me against my inner walls with huge force. It seems to find its own way, deeper, deeper in me, deeper than James's cock could pound. I feel his hot, thick pulse in waves as he groans, his forehead pressing against mine. "Fuck-yes-take it-" His voice breaks as he spills deep, his cock pumping his load into me, marking me, claiming me. I can feel his cum filling me up, the heat of it seeping into my walls, his cock still twitching as he rides out his orgasm, his breath hot against my skin. The sensation of his cum flooding my hole sends me over the edge, my untouched cock jerking violently against my stomach as pleasure explodes through me. My vision whites out, my back arching off the sling as my cock starts to pulse , untouched, spilling thick ropes of cum onto my chest and stomach. Load after load shoots on my body, making me wet, sticky, and dripping with my own cum. I gasp, my hole clenching around James's still-pulsing cock, milking him for every drop of his load as my orgasm crashes through me in waves, my body trembling uncontrollably. "Fuck-fuck-" I sob, my voice shattered, my fingers clawing at the sling straps as pleasure takes control of my body, my cock twitching with each pulse of cum. James groans above me, his cock still buried deep, his cum still filling me. He watches me deep in my eyes as we are both cumming at the same time. He feels me spasm beneath him. "That's it," he murmurs, his voice rough with satisfaction. "Let it all out." His beard scratches against my neck as his hips push in a short thrust, his cock still twitching inside me, pumping the last thick ropes of his cum deep into my hole. His scorpion pendant presses cold against my chest as he murmurs, "Good boy," his voice thick with approval. His fingers trace the stretched rim of my hole, smearing the mess of cum and lube leaking out of my hole, around his still-buried cock, on my ass. "You took it all," he growls, "Every drop." His thumb presses against my abused hole, feeling how it clenches weakly around him. He fucked it open ; he made it loose; he made sure of it with his hard thrusts. His cock gives one last twitch inside me, and I whimper, oversensitive but still craving more, my body still trembling with the aftershocks of my orgasm. "Fuck," I breathe, my voice hoarse, my hole pulsing around him. "So full..." His cum feels impossibly hot inside me, thick and heavy, coating my walls in a way that makes my hole clench instinctively around his softening cock. The sensation is overwhelming : the stretch, the heat, the way his cum seeps deeper with every slight shift of his hips. My own cock lies spent against my stomach, still dripping occasionally onto my belly, but my focus is entirely on the feeling of him still buried inside me, his weight pressing me into the sling, his breath hot against my neck. "James," I murmur, my voice wrecked, my fingers twitching against his shoulders, unsure whether to push him away or pull him closer. His chuckle vibrates against my skin, low and satisfied, as his fingers drag through the mess on my stomach, gathering my cum on his fingertips before pressing them to my lips. "Taste," he orders, his voice rough, and I obey without hesitation, my tongue licking my own cum from his fingers as he watches - my cum that he fucked out of me... his cock twitching inside me again at the sight. His hips shift slightly, his cock still buried deep inside me, still pulsing intermittently as his cum leaks around the edges where our bodies meet. I can feel his cock getting softer in me, but I'm not willing to let him go yet. "You took it so well," he murmurs, his voice thick with approval, his thumb pressing against my abused hole, feeling how it clenches weakly around him. "You're gonna feel this for days," he growls, his beard scratching against my neck as he leans down to bite lightly at my shoulder, his cock giving one last twitch inside me before he finally pulls out with a slow, deliberate drag that makes me gasp. The sensation of his cock pulling out is almost as overwhelming as when he pushed in-my hole clenches instinctively around nothing, trying to keep him inside, but he withdraws completely with a wet pop, leaving me gaping and leaking his cum onto the sling beneath me. A whimper escapes my lips as my hole twitches, empty and oversensitive, the warmth of his seed seeping out of me in slow, thick rivulets. My thighs tremble violently, my body still thrumming with pleasure, my cock lying spent against my stomach. "Fuck," I breathe, my voice shattered, my fingers twisting in the sling straps as I try to process the overwhelming fullness and emptiness all at once. James chuckles darkly above me. His calloused fingers trace the stretched rim of my hole, smearing the mess of cum and lube leaking from me, his thumb pressing against my abused entrance as he watches my reaction with satisfaction. "Look at you," he murmurs, his voice rough with approval, his other hand brushing through my damp curls. "Dripping my cum like a good little slut. Thanks, boy, that I could take your virgin hole. To let me fuck it... to mark you..." He laughs. "You will remember this fuck. Have fun, you slut," he smirks, while he slaps my ass and turns around, leaving the room. I lay there, exhausted , leaking, huffing. As I look next to me, the other boy is gone too . I never noticed him leaving in the time James was fucking me. I lay there at least 15 minutes, alone, tired, trying to find new energy, thinking... He bashed my hole open, just as the party is named : Easter Bunny Bash . I was the bunny ; he was the hunter. Photo of Luke, exhausted, leaking and huffing

I pretty much learned if I get a room and leave the door open, the get face down ass up eventually multiple guys will slide in and breed me.

I like to use his cum as lube to fuck him with.

I love pregnancy talk too. A guy saying he wants to put a baby in me is soooo fucking hot. Would 100% do it for real if it were possible. Would love to hear the details after

56 years was the gap. I was 17 and he was 73. He was hot as fuck. One of the first men to insist on breeding me too.

To the OP though - since this is a survey - I can't say I ask for ages in the fuckjoints. I don't see that as my job; that's for the guys at the entrance to the place to deal with. Almost any age guy can be fuckable, and no particular age automatically bestows "fuckability". Besides - in the darkrooms, no one gives a rats ass, since no one can see the other guys giving/taking loads.

I suspect the breeding from a 19 year old when I was 67 would be the biggest age difference. I know I've had sex with a few 75-6 year olds. Like status, I don't ask age, but I'm pretty sure one guy at a bathhouse was about 86. Having sex with a guy in his 90s is on my bucket list. I'm curious about others experiences and thoughts.

My story is about the same, was at a bathhouse in Vegas for my first visit while living there. A bbc took me by hand to the dark room where a few of his friends were waiting. Before I knew it I had 4 dicks in front of me and one behind me. The one behind me kept saying give home the bottle he is tight. So a guy up front stuck the bottle to my nose closing one nostril and told me to inhale, after the second hit he told his friend "go for it he is ready". Then they took turns trading places for the next few hours.

I opened my eyes, it was 8:30am. I felt my ass wet then a tongue. It was Rick licking my ass. I was sleeping on my side and moved one of my knees further up to give him more access and let out a moan. "Your pussy tastes good in the morning" he said. He went back to eating me out and fingering me. I felt his fingernail scrape me again. He leaned over and kissed me our tongues danced. Then I felt his cock push into my ass. I moaned into his mouth. He was half way in. It still hurt a bit as he pushed into me. In this position he was stretching my ass in a different angle. After he was all the way in me, he started to pound me. I lay there on my side panting and moaning. Feeling him deep in me and pushing and invading my depths. My cock was now hard and leaking. He kept up his pace. This was not intimate and not animal. It was with purpose, to dump another load of his poz hot cum in my cunt. I lay there in bliss taking his cock, relishing as he raked over my prostate and grunted as I felt the scrapes burn as with each thrust of his fat cock reopens the scrape. I grunt thru the pain knowing this will help his DNA latch onto mine and impregnate me. This realization makes my ass throb and squeeze and my cock leak. "Hmm what you thinking about boy. I see you looking into space but feel your cunt squeeze my cock" he said "I am feeling your cock deep in my cunt. I feel it rip the scrapes you have made in me. I know it will help with you marking me with your DNA and impregnating me. It makes me feel sexy and I get aroused even though it hurts when I feel your cock rip in me" I said calmly holding his arm as he thrust in me. "Yes it will. I want to knock you up so bad baby. I am so happy you are accepting and wanting your place as my bottom and to enjoy all the pleasure that will come with it" he said as he started to pick up pace fucking me hard. I moaned and panted as he picked it up. In a few strokes he raked and rammed my prostate making moan even louder. We kissed and then he started to kiss and nibble at my neck, making me moan even louder. His hand found my nipples and pinched them. I was panting and moaning uncontrollably, and started again to feel that wave deep in my ass and groin and started to cum. "Im cumming Daddy" I yelled And he picked up his pace even more pumping into me and started to moan and unleash more of his potent ball cream into me. I felt one or two spurts into me mixing with my ass juice. "Ahhhhhh fuck your cunt is squeezing me boy" he moaned. I could feel my ass wrapping around his cock. He kept pumping into me. I felt all his cum from the night push deeper into me. He finally slowed down sweat dripping on me and pulled out his cock. It was covered in cum and some blood and ass juice. I went down and on him and licked and sucked his meat. We both lay back and also ate my cum that was on the sheets. "Thank you Daddy" I said "You are welcome baby" he said. "Lets get some breakfast" he said.

This is DEF something I want to do... Have it filmed.... and share it here. I think I have a good look for it 😉

Not yet, but in another hour my sweet FB is coming over. i'm a bit amazed at how i feel about Him coming over to fuck me after 6 years of 2-4x a week breeding. It just never gets old with Him. It's totally just a FB thing, we don't really have anything else in common, but damn the fuck chemistry we have blows me away. It may just be me lol. i'm easy, convenient. He's Bi but i don't think He's had a GF for a couple of years now. i got pretty freaky with Him yesterday, not sure what He thinks or feels about what i wrote about yesterday, but He seemed to like it. i find myself connecting with Him in unexpected ways. It's really good.

True. It depends on the scenery. Once in Gran Canaria I fucked a random boy in the darkroom, ass up on a fuckbench. Fucked and loaded him. Did some walking in circles in the club afterwards. After about 15 min. I re-entered the darkroom, the boy was still there on the same spot. I touched his ass and jockstraps, which was drenched with cum. It made me get hard again in a split second and fucked his sticky cumass again and delivered a second load in him again. Bare and lots of cum involved is boner material too me. Poz is always a bonus and a toxic one I can only dream of. Poz on meds myself .

I have not. But definitely a huge fantasy of mine to be the center of a blowbang/Bukkake.

I'm liking this one man. Aidan is just what I need as well.

My first piss enema was at a sauna in london, the guy sought me out & we were soon fucking-(he was the top to my bottom) he wispered into my ear that he wanted to piss inside me & having not experienced that b4 I said no but he started anyway before I could object further he was deeply filling me to distend my stomach and it did hurt after a while but it felt so weird & warm I just let him finish. When he pulled out he begged me to keep most of it in until we could get to the showers then he told me to let it all out while he kneeled down I expelled it all quite quickly & he took it over his face & chest. I do love it when guys suggest it now& actually hope they want to give me some inside.

Tied up and blindfolded is the best!

I am about to do a huge slam. Someone message me and let’s get Pervy. Telegram- BBLAKEE69

I wanna fuck some neg holes, with my toxic seed. HMU

Hello, I just joined and this looks like a good way to say hi. I´m a straight lover of bondage, latex, vinyl and being drugged & raped. Since my early childhood movies where someone got drugged and kidnapped were fascinating and I did explore a lot of kinky stuff around that. And at some point I wanted it to happen, so I started to look for gays, who did liketo tie up younger guys, especially the ones who didn´t like cock. The actual story was, when I had a session in a hotel with an older latex man, who let me wear my white vinyl pants and shirt, with matching gloves and we played, that he broke into my house. So I lay on the bed and got drugged by him with Ether. I struggled a lot as he smothered me with the soaked cloth, before I finally succumbed and he tied and gagged me to the bed and put a gas mask on me. During the process I got at least 2 more loads from the cloth as I woke before he had me tied up. Then he started to fondle me all over and I struggled and cried into the gag and tried to escape his gloved hands, but of course I was turned on a lot by this. He masturbated me for quite a while and even gave me a blowjob, without getting me off. And then he climbed on the bed with me, wrapped his body around mine and while he humped me, he poured some Poppers into the mask. I did try PP before in a kidnapping play as replacement for Chloroform, but it never did anything but make me feel like ants crawled over me. This time was different. This time it made me dizzy and warm, weakened me almost like the Ether had and it made me very horny. I groaned and rubbed against his latex body, tried to get off while he gently caressed my helpless form. I had not dared to actually think about being raped by a man, till that moment. Now it was something I wanted, to be dominated, fucked and forced to cum as he used and drugged me. Sadly he just milked me off a few times and we never got back to the promised rape. But since then I´m in and carefully try to find the right rapist, as I do have some negative experiences...but hell this one was hot and he really should have taken me. So far, get some Chloroform ready and have a rapey day.