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PART 1. When i was 23 yrs old I already had some hot PNP and read so many hot stories online about getting slammed and getting pozzed that I started to fantasize about how it would be. After 1,5 years I finally made the decision to find someone that could introduce me to getting slammed first. I went online and met a 22 yr old German boy called Matteo who lived in Amsterdam. He was also into pnp, bare, assplay and fisting and had been slamming for 3 years. He told me that he love introducing young guys to it. We decided to meet up that weekend and slam together. When I arrived a the station he was already waiting for me. After we talked a bit he told me that we first had to get some supplies at his dealer. We took the metro and after 15 minutes we arrive at a house with tainted windows. After ringing the doorbell a ripped 30 yr old black guy in basketball shorts opened the door and introduced himself as Gio. He let us in to a living room with a couch and several mattresses on the floor. We talked a bit and after a while he asked what we were up too. We told him that we were going to slam and that it's going to be my first time. He told us that this sounded hot and tasked if he could record my first slam and that in return he would supply as much T as we wanted without charge. This offer was too good to pass up so we both started to take off our clothes. I have seen some nude pictures he'd sent me online but seeing his hot tattooed body in real-life made me so horny. Gio prepared the slams together with Matteo. When we sat on the couch Gio began filming. Matteo asked me if I wanted to get higher than I ever was before. After i nodded Matteo tied off my bicep, found a vein and slowly injected me. When the rubber band was released the heat started to spread thru my veins and I started couching. My brain went into overdrive and I became hornier than I ever was before. I let my self slide from the couch onto the mattress. My 7" dick was rock hard and was oozing a continuous stream of pre-cum. Then Matteo slammed himself which was so fucking hot to see. After coughing he climbed on top of me and started to ride my hard cock. Gio was stroking his huge 13" black cock and asked if he could join in. Matteo looked at me and we both smiled and I said 'Hell yeah!'. He stood up and grabbed his dick in one hand and with the other hand he slowly slid a point into one of the bulging veins on top. He massage his long cock and after couching he then tied off his balls and cock with a shoelace which made his cock swell up even bigger. He then pushed Matteo down on top of me and began to shove his lubed cock beside mine in the boys ass. Matteo let out a howl and after taking it ball deep he started to relax. After 15 minutes of hard fucking he pulled out and said 'Time to switch up'. Matteo climbed of me and grabbed the lube. knowing that I cleaned out before coming over he started to finger my ass. I pulled up my legs and felt him slowly stretching me up. After adding another finger every several minutes his hand began to slide into my ass . The Gio got a glass pipe and started blowing clouds. I felt Matteo's hand slowly forming into a fist and after a couple of punches it was pulled out leaving my ass gaping. Gio handed the pipe to the Matteo and moved between my legs and rammed his cock in my ass. Feeling his the big cock head pressing against my inner ring. He then pulled out and got a little bag and sprinkled some white powder on the head. Matteo was sitting beside us blowing clouds. He started saying things as 'Yeah fuck that whore' and 'Fuck him raw and deep'. The Gio slid his Tina covered dick back inside and I felt how my insides began to burn. After hitting the ring again he began pressing harder and grabbed my nipples and began twisting them. My mind wanted only one thing and that was to be his hole so being fisted deep before I started to take deep breaths. And slowly I felt my inner ring giving way and his cock sank deep. He then applied lube to his balls and grabbed them tight and started to press them inside my hole and after they popped in he began to move his hips back and forth. He then grabbed my nipples and started to pull and twist them harder. The pain made me tens up and he started to moan harder and thrust his hips harder. I then felt his cock swell up inside. Matteo was stroking his 8.5" tattooed cock and began to say things as 'Yeah Fill this slut like you did to me' and 'Make him pregnant'. I joined him by begging Gio to breed me deep with his huge black cock'. This took him over the edge and unload big ropes of cum deep inside me. After he pulled out he shoved his cream covered cock deep inside Matteo's throat making him gag. After 5 minutes he pulled out because he heard the doorbell and said 'customers'. Matteo lay down next to me catching his breath. Then we heard the dealer coming back inside the room followed by two scally lads in tracksuits. 'Don't mind them' said the dealer to the lads. We saw how they did some business. One of the lads kept looking at Matteo and then asked if he was at the bathhouse two days ago getting gang banged. Matteo nodded. Then the lad said to his friend 'Remember that I told you yesterday that there was a hot slut tied up in a sling getting pounded by at least 15 guys? That's him! Too bad that I had to work that night, otherwise I would've joined in'. Gio leaned towards the lads and whispered something. The lads said 'YEAH!' and Gio gave them an extra baggy. Gio then walked over towards us and said 'Listen sluts. I just paid these lads for some hot fucking. So get ready for them'. Matteo knew exactly what that meant so he pulled me up and I followed him to the kitchen.

Yes, that's fine (my Truvada Rx came from the same place). A lot of the big manufacturers of generic pharmaceuticals are in India.

Chapter 5 ———- Josh ——— The gym was dead again and sadly the boy from yesterday wasn’t there. I needed to make my workout quick today anyway so it was for the best. I finished quickly and got back up stairs to shower and get dressed for the day. The furniture delivery was due to get here at 8 or 8:30 and my first appointment was shortly after that. It was originally planned for me to be there to accept the delivery and then one of the apartment concierge staff would supervise the delivery while I went to work (for a fee of course). Sam would be supervising it now so I wanted to make sure the delivery people weren’t crazy and my little bro was safe. When I got back up to the apartment Sam was sitting in the living room drinking coffee and eating cereal. “There is coffee in the pot bro.” He said as I came in. “Thanks, I will get some after my shower.” I replied as I walked through the open living area and down the hallway to my bedroom. I took a quick shower and dressed in my charcoal slacks and a nice peach button down shirt. No tie today. I put on my dress socks and loafers to complete my outfit. I styled my hair with gel and of course flossed, brushed, and hit the mouth wash. When I walked into the kitchen Sam whistled at me. “Big bro looking the hot doctor part!! That’s how you get all those famous people as clients, huh?” “Oh come on now, you know it’s the skill not the look.” I laughed as I answered him. “Yea, I know that you know your shit doc, but hey eye candy never hurts when your getting treated for and injury.” “This is true. Thanks for making the coffee Sammy.” I said using his nickname to tease him. He didn’t bother to respond with anything more than his middle finger before looking down at his phone. “Mom texted while you were working out, my stuff will be delivered this afternoon.” He said as he continued to do whatever he was doing on his phone. “Ok, the furniture delivery people should be here soon. Looks like you will have a day full of unpacking. Also today is a long day for me. I won’t be home till after 6.” “Ok, let’s order some food for dinner than. I’d be down for good Chinese.” “Yea, there a good place just up the way that delivers. I will send you the menu and just let me know what you want and I can put the order in before I head home.” “Sounds good!” He said licking up at me from his phone with a quick smile before looking back down at it. A few minutes later there was a call from the buildings concierge letting me know that the delivery people were here and that a staff member was escorting them up to my apartment. The knock at the door a minute later shifted the morning into overdrive. The two delivery guys were hot but I didn’t have time for empty flirting this morning. I greeted them and then showed them to Sam’s room. Sam was beside me at that point and he explained where he wanted the bed, nightstands, dresser, and desk. While the guys headed back down to the garage to get the furniture via the service elevator I helped Sam move his luggage and the decor we bought yesterday to the living room. That way the guys would have full access to the room. They were just bringing up the first pieces of furniture, it looked to be the bed frame, when it was time for me to head out. I gave Sam the money to tip them when they were done and went to fist bump him goodbye. He surprised me by wrapping me in a hug instead which I gladly embraced. Then he released me and casually went back to the living room and his phone. I was deep in thought as I walked down to the car. We were not a big touchy family. Hugs and kisses were normally saved for moe special things like goodbye that would be for months not just for the work day. I shrugged it off and climbed in the Audi and headed to work. I couldn’t be late for this client. She was very wealthy and the type that didn’t want to be kept waiting. But she was nice otherwise and referred lots of her rich socialite friends to the practice so making sure to be on time was worth it. I got to the office with about 20 minutes to spare before the appointment and was greeted by Lenny, one of our physical therapist and the person who worked with me with on clients the most. “Hey there boss, it’s gonna be a long day! We have a lot to do, but luckily we have a lunch window.” He said, his accent just barely reflecting his southern upbringing. He was born and raised in the south but got out as soon as he could. He wasn’t as lucky as me and had to work hard and put himself through college as he worked since his family disowned him for being gay. He was a couple years older than me, about 5’9, very thin and wiry build, had beautiful light brown skin from his mom being white and dad black, black hair, and very sexy brown bedroom eyes that always looked ready to seduce you. He also has a nice 6.5 inch cut cock along with a fantastic ass and hole that I had bred many times. He is the definition of a total bottom and is poz unmedicated like me. We found each other shortly after I started working at the practice and have been fucking ever since. Me recharging his toxic hole whenever we had a chance. Him mentioning our lunch break meant he’d be taking my fat raw poz dick and dirty cum for lunch. “Oh? Well that’s good. How long will I have to use your holes?” I asked as I raised an eyebrow at him. “We have an hour and a half window so as long as the schedule cooperates we will have enough time to fuck and have some food.” He said as he came over and reached down into my lap and started to massage my dick through my slacks. I looked to the unlocked door and then pulled him into a passionate kiss. Which lasted a few minutes and included me reaching down the back of his scrubs, where he didn’t have any underwear on, and fingering his hole. He unzipped me and was stroking my now rock had cock. I pulled him to his knees as I swiveled my chair toward him and guided his mouth down on my dripping cock. I used my hand on the back of his neck to force him deeper on my dick and making him gag on it. He loved when I did that and always asked for the hardest throat fuck I could give. It took about 5 minutes of me really using his throat, to the point he almost passed out from lack of oxygen, to make me flood his throat with my charged cum. He pulled off my wet dick and moved up to kiss me and share what was left of my cum that he hadn’t swallowed. We parted and he grabbed a towel from the nearby cabinet and cleaned off my cock before tucking me away and zipping me back up. We stood up at the same time and had one last peck before we went about preparing for our client that was due any minute. The morning few by. We had 4 appointments before lunch and managed to only get behind by 15 minutes. Lenny came into my office after walking the last patient out carrying two salads and two flavored waters. We had ordered lunch and apparently it had been delivered during the last appointment. He had grabbed it from the front desk while he was up there. He locked the door behind him and he put the food in the small mini-fridge I kept in my office. We wouldn’t eat till after I had filed his poz hole. I walked over to the sofa and sat down as he put the food away. He followed me over, slowly stripping his clothes away as he approached. He was naked by the time he got to me and bent over to kiss me. He was a beautiful person inside and out that was blessed with a gorgeous body! His dick was fully hard and swayed as he walked. His eyes went from the normal flirty to burning with sexual desire. While he liked to be throat fucked hard, and he was normally a sub bottom boy, I knew from that look he was in his more dom headspace. My role today was to sit there and let him use me as a riding mount. His kiss was deep and passionate. He took control and owned my mouth as he unbuttoned my shirt. His hands roamed my pecks till they came to rest on my nipples. He played with them as our tongues danced together. My dick was cramped and screaming to be let out so it could grow to its full potential. Luckily Lenny stopped our kissing and kneeled on the floor in front of me as he moved his hands down undoing my button, unzipping my fly, and pulling down my slacks enough to have the right access for my cock to be at the right angle for him to ride it. One set of his fingers went back to my nipples as his other hand stroked my rapidly hardening cock. He took my free nipple in his mouth and licked, sucked, and then lightly nibbled on it. A deep growl escape from my throat as he bit down. He paused long enough to reach over to the side table and grab the surround sound remote to turn on the classical music we always played when we took lunches (both regular lunches or “lunches”) to help cover the sound. The walls were thick but we still did it to help cover our fucks just in case. He rose from his knees to straddle my lap as he kissed me on my lips first then he moved my head to the side and kissed my earlobe and then down my neck. His hole was teasing my now precum covered poz uncut cock. He’d let my head hit his hole just enough to feel it but not enter it as he continued to drive me crazy with neck kisses. “Please sit on it!! I need to feel your hole wrapped around my big fat uncut raw poz cock!!” I begged after I couldn’t take much more of the teasing. “Oh, you want my sweet raw charged hole around you? Want to mix that toxic precum in my hole with my strain?” “Fuck yes!!! I need to give you my strain again!! It’s been to long!!” “Mmmm, yea? The weekend without my prefect poz hole is hard, but I am sure you had plenty of hole.” He teased my cock more as I felt him smile against my neck. This was our normal routine on Mondays. Telling each other who we fucked over the weekend. “I had a great night Friday and I got to deposit my toxic cum in neg hole. Yesterday morning I bred a stranger in the gym sauna. But, my sexy straight brother got here and has been driving me crazy. Walking around in underwear or nothing at all. His giant uncut dick hanging out and that prefect ass taunting me.” I practically whined. “Oh? So little brother got into town early? And he is hot and hung? Interesting” he said as he moved to the other side of my neck. “Yea, and due to him getting here 3 day early I didn’t have a bed for him so we have been sharing one. Naked!” I exclaimed. “Mmm that’s a hot mental picture. You and your brother naked in bed!” He said as his hole caught on my head again and he put just enough pressure to let the tip of it in. “You have no clue! He’s got me so rilled up all day I can’t stand it!” “Well then maybe big brother needs to try and convert little bro. In more than one way.” He said with a hint of slyness in his voice. “That be so hot!! Knocking up my straight brother and making his hole mine! Riding his last neg load from his big uncut dick!!” My cock jerked in his hole and let out a huge glob of precum. “Oh, you really do want him! My hole got good and wet from that spasmand you saying that you’d bottom for him can only mean you want him bad!!” He said in surprise. “Yea, but I couldn’t risk it. The family would freak. And it’s not worth that. I will be ok, it’s only six months. It just means I will have to use your hole daily.” I said as Lenny continued to tease the head of my dick in his hole without moving any further down it. “Yea, illy hole is here whenever you need. But we will have to talk more about that. Brainstorm.” He said as he took the first inch of my fat uncut dick into his hole. I just moaned in response to his hole gripping my dick and the thought of us planning a way to poz my little brother. Our conversation stopped there as Lenny took charge and started to ride my full 7.5 inches. Slow at first then going faster and faster. Clapping his ass against my thighs as he rode me like a stallion. Telling me how bad he wanted my toxic babies in him. How his hole needed to be filled with my unmedicated highly viral cum. How he wanted my dirty load to recharge him. I just moaned as he rode me. After about 10 minutes of him bucking on my rock hard dick I was close to cumming. “I am going to fucking shoot my poz cum deep in you!!! I am fucking cumming!! Get ready to be knocked up again!!” I growled as I unload deep in his already poz hole. “Fuck yes!!! Mix our strains!!” He moaned as he stroked his cock and his cum exploded all over my abs. Luckily not getting any on my shirt. He collapsed on top of me and we sat there resting for a minute with my cock still deep in his hole plugging my cum in him. He slowly raised off my cock and sat beside me. “That was so hot! Picturing you and your brother as I rode you!! Fuck.” “Yea it was. But it won’t happen.” I said with a resigned shrug as I got up and pulled my pants and underwear into place. “Hmmm we will see about that.” He said as he stood and walked to the attached private bathroom to drop off my kids before dressing. It was sad to know he’d not be keeping them but we couldn’t have them leaking out while we worked. I got out the salads and waters from the mini-fridge and put them on the desk. I laid everything out and sat in my chair as I buttoned up my shirt and then combed my hair so it went from looking just fucked to professional. Lenny came out and sat at the desk naked as we chatted more about Sam’s arrival and how we spent the weekend. He told me about his weekend and the guys he let breed him. My work iPad light up on the desk as the beep of Lenny’s hand held device sounded. Both signaled that the next patient had arrived. Lenny went to get them as I cleared the desk and then meet them in the exam room. The afternoon zoomed from there and when we wrapped up it was after 6. I walked with Lenny out and said goodbye at his jeep. On the drive home I found myself wondering what Sam had been up to all day. How didn’t furniture delivery go? Did his stuff from home arrive ok? I hadn’t been able to really check in. He had texted me a few times saying all was going well and to give me his Chinese order. That was all I got, nothing very detailed so it left me curious. I guess I’d find out soon. ————- I appreciate everyone being so patient and all the positive feedback. Hopefully I can get chapters done sooner but no promises, lol. Hope you all enjoy the chapter!!!

Author's Note: Writing "The Trunk and the Cage" led me to explore my own experience more deeply. While I'd organized sex parties before—mostly logistics and coordination—this six-day event was different, shaped by months of careful planning by the Doms. They attended conferences, held working sessions, assigned roles, and consistently championed the core principles of BDSM. I knew little about these principles until I started writing and researching. Like many, I once thought BDSM was mainly about spanking, bondage, and pain. It can include those, but at its heart, it's about trust, communication, and respect. Below is a BDSM glossary compiled from various sources to help demystify it. My hope is that more gay men feel empowered to openly discuss their limits—preferences, dislikes, and hard nos. Clear boundaries don't kill spontaneity or anon hookups; they make deeper, more intense play safer and ultimately more liberating. Concepts or Activities boundaries incorporated into this specific event are highlighted in blue. T&C BDSM Glossary BDSM encompasses a wide range of consensual practices involving power exchange, sensation play, and role dynamics. At its foundation are ethical frameworks that prioritize participant well-being. Below is an outline and summary: Core Principles CONSENT: All activities must be explicitly agreed upon by informed, enthusiastic participants. Consent can be withdrawn at any time without repercussions. COMMUNICATION: Open, honest dialogue is essential before, during, and after scenes to discuss desires, boundaries, and feedback. SAFETY: Physical and emotional risks must be minimized through education, preparation, and harm reduction strategies. TRUST and RESPECT: Relationships and scenes are built on mutual trust, with respect for each person's autonomy, limits, and identity. INCLUSIVITY: BDSM communities emphasize diversity, non-judgment, and support for various genders, orientations, and experience levels. Standard Approaches SSC (Safe, Sane, and Consensual): A foundational guideline ensuring activities are physically safe, mentally sound, and fully consensual. RACK (Risk-Aware Consensual Kink): Focuses on acknowledging inherent risks in activities while ensuring all parties are informed and consenting. PRICK (Personal Responsibility Informed Consensual Kink): Emphasizes individual accountability for understanding and managing risks in consensual play. 4Cs (Caring, Communication, Consent, Caution): A holistic approach integrating emotional care with practical safety measures. Methodologies Negotiation: Pre-scene discussions to outline activities, limits (hard/soft), safewords, and aftercare needs, often using checklists or contracts. Scene Structure: Sessions typically include warm-up, main play, and cool-down, with ongoing check-ins to monitor well-being. Safewords and Signals: Standardized systems (e.g., traffic lights: green=go, yellow=slow, red=stop) for immediate communication, especially in non-verbal scenarios. Aftercare: Post-scene support to address physical (e.g., hydration, wound care) and emotional (e.g., reassurance, cuddling) needs, helping prevent subdrop or topdrop. 💡While not exactly the same as a roller coaster, the highs and lows of sex in the kink community can feel the same. This is known as sub drop and top drop – “sub” referring to the submissive partner and “top” being the dominant partner. Education and Community: Involvement in workshops, munches (social gatherings), or online forums to learn techniques, etiquette, and risk management. Risk Mitigation: Use of safe equipment, hygiene practices, and emergency protocols; avoidance of intoxicants during play. These elements ensure BDSM is practiced responsibly, enhancing pleasure and connection while reducing harm. Alphabetical BDSM Glossary Author's Note: I have highlighted the specific BDSM activities I believe were a part of my 6-day adventure covered in this blog. Note also that these are just some of the words and definitions associated with BDSM. Abrasion Play: A form of sensation play involving scraping or rubbing the skin with rough materials like sandpaper to create intense tactile experiences. Aftercare: The period following a BDSM scene where participants provide emotional and physical support to each other, such as cuddling, hydration, or debriefing, to ease back into normalcy. Age Play: Role-playing scenarios where participants adopt childlike or parental roles, often involving nurturing or disciplinary elements, but always consensual and non-literal. Ball Gag: A device placed in the mouth to restrict speech, often used in bondage or humiliation play to enhance submission. Bastinado: Impact play focused on the soles of the feet, typically with canes or rods, requiring caution due to sensitivity. Bondage: The practice of restraining someone using ropes, cuffs, chains, or other materials to limit movement, often for sensory deprivation or power exchange. Bottom: The person receiving sensations, actions, or submission in a scene, not necessarily implying a submissive role. Breath Play: Restricting airflow through choking or smothering for erotic asphyxiation, considered edge play due to high risks. Cane: A thin, flexible rod used for impact play, delivering sharp, stinging sensations. CBT (Cock and Ball Torture): Activities targeting the genitals with pain or restriction, such as clamping or slapping, for masochistic pleasure. Chastity Device: A lockable cage or belt preventing genital access or erection, used in orgasm denial or control dynamics. Collar: A symbolic item worn around the neck to signify ownership, submission, or commitment in D/s relationships; can be temporary or permanent. Consent Violation: Any breach of agreed boundaries, considered a serious ethical issue in BDSM communities. Contract: A written agreement outlining rules, limits, and expectations in a D/s dynamic, often used in long-term relationships. Dominant (Dom/Domme): The person who takes control, directs the scene, and provides structure or discipline. Dungeon: A dedicated space equipped for BDSM play, often found in private homes or clubs, with furniture like crosses or benches. Edge Play: High-risk activities pushing physical or psychological limits, such as knife play or fire play, requiring advanced skill and consent. Fetish: A strong sexual arousal from specific objects, materials (e.g., leather, latex), or body parts not typically eroticized. Figging: Inserting peeled ginger root into the anus or vagina for a burning sensation, used in sensation or punishment play. Flogging: Whipping with a multi-tailed implement like a cat-o'-nine-tails to create thuddy or stingy impacts. Gorean: A lifestyle inspired by John Norman's novels, emphasizing strict master/slave dynamics with rituals and positions. Hard Limit: An activity a participant absolutely refuses to engage in, non-negotiable. Impact Play: Striking the body with hands or tools (e.g., paddles, whips) for pain and endorphin release. Kink: Any non-traditional sexual practice or interest, often overlapping with BDSM. Knife Play: Using blades for sensation, threat, or light cutting, emphasizing psychological fear and trust. Lifestyle: Full-time integration of BDSM dynamics into daily life, beyond occasional play. Masochist: Someone who derives pleasure from receiving pain or humiliation. Mummification: Wrapping the body tightly in materials like plastic wrap or tape for total immobilization and sensory deprivation. Negotiation: The process of discussing and agreeing on scene details, limits, and safewords beforehand. Orgasm Control: Dominants regulating when or if submissives can climax, often through denial or forced orgasms. Paddle: A flat implement for spanking, delivering broad, thuddy impacts. Pet Play: Role-playing as animals (e.g., puppy, kitten) with behaviors like leashing or training. Party Play: A social event where BDSM scenes occur publicly or semi-publicly in a safe, monitored environment. Power Exchange: The consensual transfer of authority from submissive to dominant, which can be total (TPE) or partial. Queening: A form of facesitting where the dominant sits on the submissive's face for oral service or smothering. Rope Play (Shibari/Kinbaku): Artistic Japanese-style bondage using ropes for aesthetic restraint and suspension. Sadist: Someone who enjoys inflicting pain or humiliation on consenting partners. Safeword: A pre-agreed word or signal to pause or stop a scene immediately. Scene: A defined BDSM session with a beginning, middle, and end, focused on specific activities. Sensory Deprivation: Blocking senses (e.g., blindfolds, earplugs) to heighten others and increase vulnerability. Service Submission: A submissive's focus on performing tasks or duties for the dominant's benefit. Soft Limit: A boundary that might be pushed under the right circumstances with negotiation. Spanking: Striking the buttocks with hands or implements, a common entry-level impact play. Subdrop: Emotional or physical low following a scene, due to endorphin crash; mitigated by aftercare. Submissive (Sub): The person who yields control, following the dominant's lead. Suspension: Hanging someone partially or fully off the ground using ropes or harnesses, requiring expertise. Switch: Someone who enjoys both dominant and submissive roles, alternating based on context. Top: The person administering sensations or actions in a scene, not necessarily dominant. Top Drop: A dominant's emotional dip post-scene, often from responsibility or adrenaline drop. Vanilla: Non-BDSM, conventional sexual or relational practices. Violet Wand: An electrical device for delivering static shocks or tingling sensations. Wax Play: Dripping hot candle wax on the skin for temperature sensation play. Whipping: Using a single-tail whip for precise, intense strikes. Key References Wikipedia Glossary of BDSM — Comprehensive community-maintained list of terms. [think before following links] [think before following links] [think before following links] [think before following links] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glossary_of_BDSM The Aftercare Lounge: Exploring the World of Kink: BDSM Glossary and Terminology — Detailed explanations of core terms and practices. [think before following links] [think before following links] [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.theaftercarelounge.com/post/bdsm-glossary Obedience App: Glossary of BDSM Terminology — Covers roles, dynamics, and common activities. [think before following links] [think before following links] [think before following links] [think before following links] https://obedienceapp.com/blog/glossary-of-bdsm-terminology Passion & Soul by Lee Harrington: Kink and BDSM Glossary — Educator-focused definitions emphasizing consent and variety. [think before following links] [think before following links] [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.passionandsoul.com/blog/info/kink-glossary Grindr Blog: SSC Kink and Other Safety Terms — Explanations of SSC, RACK, and related frameworks. [think before following links] [think before following links] [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.grindr.com/blog/ssc-kink BeMoreKinky: SSC vs RACK BDSM Safety Frameworks — In-depth comparison of SSC, RACK, and PRICK. [think before following links] [think before following links] [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.bemorekinky.com/blog/bdsm-fundamentals/boundaries-and-consent/ssc-vs-rack-bdsm-safety-frameworks BeMoreKinky: The Complete Guide to Post-BDSM Care and Recovery — Detailed on aftercare, negotiation, and safewords. [think before following links] [think before following links] [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.bemorekinky.com/blog/bdsm-fundamentals/boundaries-and-consent/bdsm-aftercare-guide

At the time I thought I may not survive but I think back with fond and horny memories. My first gangbang at 20yo. In college. Six guys taking turn fucking me. Three buds I already had sex with and three of their friends. They fucked hard! For more than two hours they were nailing me. One cock pulled out, another one pushed in. I was totally worn out. Ended up with nine loads in my wrecked hole and could barely walk after that. Luckily it was in my dorm so I didn't to walk very far 😉 And they blabbed about it. Got several remarks about being a slut after that from guys who hadn't been there. But I loved it!! And I continued having sex with one friend who had a thick 8.5" juicy cock. We fucked our brains out for several months.

If I can line up more, a quick pump and dump is fine......."thank you, next!" 🙂

I think most bottoms will say yes. I've never tapped out, but there's been many times in the middle of a train or of the cock is super long or thick or if you've already came and things are just getting started that you reach your limit. But my bf likes that and who am I to say stop?

I remember having a list with codes for different acts that I kept in a notebook at school. By the time I was 17 I said 'Fuck it' and just gave up on trying to keep track.

I love making a daddy cum super fast then helping him reload and going again. Not only is that alone super hot, but the sex is usually harder, rougher, long and varied. Yum

Hey guys. I decided to write another series. Currently, this series is meant to have 11 parts. One safe sex twink's journey to being a bareback bottom. He's 22 when we begin. It's 1999. He's grown up his whole life hearing nothing but safe sex lectures and only having sex with condoms, even with boyfriends. He has just finished college and started a job. He's 6' tall, 170 lbs, flat stomach (but he thinks he's too fat), runs and works out, blonde, curly floppy hair and blue eyes. He's hot and sexy (but he thinks he's average). Part 1 Matt is at his third bar of the night. This one is a club. Small, only gets started after 2am. Techno and EDM are blasting. Matt is in tight jeans and a shirt that hugs his pecs and shoulders. He's dancing. Drink in hand. Matt is drunk and having fun. Matt loves coming to this bar. He always hooks up here. Guys are drunk and horny. The music is sexy. Matt is usually on his back or doggy getting some guy's condom covered cock stuffed inside him by 5am. He loves coming here. Matt scans the room. His friends are dancing with him. Everyone is looking to hook up. He can feel that sexual energy. It makes Matt dance harder. A space opens on a box just in front of him. It's about 3 feet off the ground. Matt hops on and keeps dancing. Dancing above his friends now. The box is kinda crowded but not terribly. He can definitely move his hips. Looking around the room; Matt sees familiar faces. Guys who have fucked him. Guys he has made out with. Guys he has danced with previously. Guys he just knows from seeing their faces in the bars and clubs. There are a few guys Matt would love to go home with tonight. The red head with the rockin body; or the Latin guy with that sexy accent Matt spoke with in the line waiting to get in the club; or the dark haired, geek chic guy who is sexy as fuck. He's scanning the crowd. Enjoying what he sees. Matt let's loose to dance some more. A few minutes into dancing Matt feels a body next to his on the box. He looks at the guy. It's geek chic. Matt smiles. Geek chic smiles back. They dance together front to front. Geek chic turns Matt around. They grind together for a bit on the box. Matt feels the guy is hot for him. A cock is pressing on his ass. Matt grinds back on the cock. The guy gets harder. Geek's hands are all over Matt. Matt is feeling the guy behind him on his hips and legs. He feels more solid than he looks. Matt turns around and introduces himself. He doesn't catch the guy's name (too loud in the club). Matt says, "Let's get drinks." The two of them hop off the box and make it to one of the bars. The line is ridiculous, as always in the club, so it takes awhile to get drinks. The guys talk. Matt finds out the geek is a grad student, lives close by, and is versatile. The guy convinces Matt to undo his tight jeans so the guy can feel his ass. Matt does it. By the time Matt has ordered drinks, the geek has two fingers in Matt's ass. They kiss at the bar. The geek says, "finish your drink and lets fuck." Matt finishes his drink like a shot. So does the geek. They both say goodnight to their friends and it's off to the geek's place. Less than a 10 minute walk later, Matt is in the geek's apartment. Books everywhere, a decent view, and a mattress and box spring on the floor. The guys are so sweaty. It's August. The geek turns on the air conditioning, but it's a window unit. The geek takes off his shirt. Matt takes off his shirt. They kiss. Geek pushes Matt on the bed and clothes come off - shoes, socks, jeans, underwear. Matt thinks the geek is super sexy. The feeling is mutual. Matt is sucking the geek's cock. The geek is telling Matt he gives great head. The geek pulls Matt off his cock and rolls him onto his back. The geek gets Matt's legs up and is making out with Matt. Their cocks are sword fighting. The geek moves his cock between Matt's ass cheeks. Matt moans as the cock rubs his hole. Matt is going to get fucked soon. Matt looks over, condoms on the bookcase next to them, lube right there, he's comfortable. No worries here. The geek is a safe sex guy just like him. Matt kisses the geek hard. The geek and Matt reposition so the geek can make out with Matt and rub his cock all along Matt's ass crack and hole. Matt moans again. The geek'c cock is about 6.5" and thick. It's going to take a minute to adjust, or so Matt thinks. Matt knows he's tight. Guys tell him that all the time. Matt kisses the geek and the cock is rubbing his hole. They are so sweaty that the geek's sweat is dripping onto Matt. While they are kissing, it happens. The geek's cock slides right into Matt's ass half way. Matt and the geek are both surprised. Matt says, "Fuck that's never happened before." The geek slides in more. Matt grabs the geeks ass. The geek looks at Matt questioningly. Matt says, "keep fucking me." Geek fucks Matt good. Matt is moaning and grunting as his legs are on the geek's shoulders. Geek says, "My cock feels so good in you bareback." Matt says, "Keep fucking my ass." Geek fucks Matt so hard that Matt slides off the mattress onto the floor. Matt's ass is still up on the mattress, but his shoulders and neck are on the floor. He's looking up at the geek. The geek keeps fucking Matt. Matt is jerking his cock. The geek is sliding his cock all the way in and out of Matt's ass. Matt sees that cock has no condom on it every time the geek pulls it out. The geek keeps watching Matt as he is getting fucked. Matt is loving it. Matt is moaning like a slut now. Matt says, "No cock has ever felt this good in my ass." Geek says, "That's because I'm fucking your slut ass bareback." Matt says, "Feels so good." Geek fucks Matt a few minutes longer and cums deep in Matt's ass. Matt's eyes go wide. FUCK! A guy just came inside him bareback. The cums feels so warm. Matt's cock jerks in his hand and sprays cum all over his twink body and face. Matt and the geek get in bed together. They sleep together. Matt and the geek make out and Matt tries to fuck the geek bareback the next morning. The geek won't let him. Says he doesn't usually bareback. Matt says he doesn't either. Matt says the geek was his first bareback fuck. The geek doesn't believe Matt and Matt can see it on his face. The geek and Matt swap head. Matt swallows. The geek does not swallow. Matt goes home in the morning with the geek's cum still in his ass. Matt knows what he did with the geek was slutty and not safe. But Matt knows that he wants to get fucked bareback again. Matt tells himself he will just have to save bareback fucking for his next boyfriend. He swears he'll never fuck bareback again with a hookup.

The industrial warehouse on the edge of the city loomed like a forgotten relic, its brick facade scarred by graffiti and years of neglect. Inside, Studio 7 buzzed with the low hum of fluorescent lights and the faint echo of moans from adjacent sets. Tyler, an 18-year-old fresh out of high school from a sleepy suburb, had answered the online ad on a lark. 'Entry-level adult film extras wanted—no experience necessary. Easy money, quick shoot.' He'd lied about his age in the application to make 18 sound more seasoned, but his boyish face and slim, untouched body screamed virgin. At 5'7" with messy blond hair, smooth pale skin, and wide hazel eyes full of naive hope, Tyler dreamed of escaping his dead-end life. He wore faded jeans that hugged his narrow hips and a plain gray hoodie, his sneakers squeaking on the concrete floor as he clutched a crumpled resume. The receptionist, a bored woman in her 40s with a cigarette dangling from her lips, barely glanced up. 'Tyler? Director's in back. Sign this waiver—standard stuff.' The paper blurred under his nervous fingers: releases for nudity, penetration, group scenes. He skimmed it, heart pounding, and scribbled his name. She buzzed him through a heavy door into a dimly lit space that smelled of stale sweat, lube, and industrial cleaner. Cameras on tripods flanked a raised platform with a stained mattress, flanked by folding chairs and scattered props—handcuffs, bottles of oil, a duffel of toys. Director Vance, a wiry man in his 50s with a ponytail and a perpetual smirk, waved him over. 'Kid, you look fresh. Virgin? Perfect for the 'innocent twink' vibe. We're shooting a daddy-dom scene today. You'll pair with Big Ron—our star bear. Lights, camera, action in ten. Strip to your undies and wait.' Two cameramen—burly guys named Mike and Luis—adjusted lenses, chuckling under their breath. A sound guy fiddled with mics, and in the corner, a producer typed on a laptop. Tyler's stomach flipped. 'Wait, like... full penetration? I thought it was just posing.' Vance laughed, clapping his shoulder too hard. 'Read the fine print, boy. This is pro porn. You back out now, no pay. But finish the scene, and you're walking with five hundred. Ron's hung like a horse—gonna make you a star.' Tyler swallowed, peeling off his hoodie and jeans, left in white briefs that did little to hide his soft cock. He sat on the edge of the mattress, knees bouncing, as the crew prepped. Then Big Ron lumbered in, a mountain of flesh at 6'5" and over 300 pounds. Late 40s, with a greasy beard streaked gray, rolls of fat cascading over his belt, and hairy arms like tree trunks. His gut hung heavy, straining a stained tank top, and sweat beaded on his forehead from the short walk. He reeked—unwashed body odor mixed with old cum and something sour, like days-old cheese. 'Fresh meat,' Ron grunted, eyeing Tyler like a meal. He stripped without ceremony, tank top hitting the floor to reveal sagging moobs dusted with coarse black hair, a belly that jiggled with each step. His cargo shorts dropped, unleashing thighs thick as Tyler's waist and, finally, his cock: a monster, twelve inches soft, thickening to fourteen erect, as girthy as a wrist. The foreskin clung tight, packed with yellow-white smegma that crusted the head and shaft, the stench hitting Tyler like a wall—cheesy, rancid, making his eyes water. 'Action!' Vance barked. Lights blazed hot on Tyler's skin. Ron grabbed him by the hair, yanking him to his knees on the hard platform. 'Suck it, boy. Clean daddy's dirty dick.' Tyler gaped, the cheesy cock slapping his cheek, leaving a sticky smear. 'I... I can't—it's filthy!' But Ron shoved forward, the bloated head forcing past his lips, smegma flaking onto his tongue—bitter, gritty, like spoiled milk. Tyler retched, but Ron held his head firm, thrusting shallowly to coat his mouth. 'Lick it clean, virgin slut. Taste what a real man's packing.' Tyler choked, saliva mixing with the cheese as he lapped tentatively, tongue scraping the folds under the foreskin. The flavor burned, acrid and overwhelming, but Ron's grip tightened, fucking his face deeper. Inches slid in, stretching Tyler's jaw until it ached, the girth bulging his throat. Gags wracked him, tears streaming as Ron's balls—hairy, sweat-slick—smacked his chin. 'Deeper, bitch. Gag on daddy's cheesy meat.' The crew filmed close-ups, Mike zooming on the drool bubbling out, Luis capturing Tyler's flushed face. Ron's hips bucked harder, the dirty shaft pistoning, smegma dissolving into a slimy froth that dripped down Tyler's chin onto his chest. After minutes of brutal face-fucking, Ron pulled out with a wet pop, his cock now slick and semi-hard, cheese residue clinging to Tyler's lips. 'Bend over the bed, ass up. Time to pop that cherry.' Tyler scrambled onto the mattress, trembling, briefs ripped down to expose his smooth, pink hole—virgin tight, untouched. Ron rummaged in the duffel, grabbing lube and the largest condom they had, extra-thick magnum size. He slathered his cock, the rubber straining as he rolled it on, the latex creaking over the veined length. But it barely fit, the tip peeking out, material taut. 'Please... be gentle. I'm scared,' Tyler whimpered, face buried in the sheets. Ron snorted, spitting on his hole before jamming two thick fingers in dry. Tyler yelped, the intrusion burning like fire, his ring clenching futilely. Ron twisted them roughly, scissoring to stretch, adding a third without warning—knuckles deep, probing the walls until Tyler sobbed. 'Tight as fuck. Gonna wreck this boypussy.' He yanked his fingers free, positioned the head at Tyler's pucker, and shoved. The breach was agony. The condom-sheathed cockhead popped past the rim, tearing a scream from Tyler as three inches sank in. 'Stop! It's ripping me!' But Ron gripped his hips, fat fingers digging bruises, and thrust harder—half his length burying in one go, the girth splitting Tyler's ass wide. Blood welled immediately, the virgin hole resisting the invasion, micro-tears forming from the sheer size. Ron pulled back slightly, the condom slick with red streaks, then rammed forward again, bottoming out with a grunt. Tyler's body jerked, ass clenching in pain, the burn radiating through his core. 'Fuck, you're bleeding already, kid. Take daddy's fat cock.' Ron set a merciless pace, hips slamming forward, his belly slapping Tyler's back with wet thuds. Each plunge dragged against the torn walls, blood lubricating the slide but amplifying the raw friction. Tyler clawed the mattress, crying out, 'It hurts too much! Pull out—please!' The condom stretched thinner with every thrust, latex groaning under the strain. Ron's cheesy cock—now buried deep—pounded Tyler's prostate, forcing unwanted sparks of pleasure amid the torment, his own dick leaking onto the sheets. Sweat poured off Ron, dripping onto Tyler's skin, mixing with the metallic scent of blood. The crew cheered softly, cameras rolling. Deeper in, Ron's rhythm turned feral, grunting like an animal. On a particularly vicious thrust—full force, balls-deep—the condom gave with a sharp snap. Tyler felt it: the sudden bare heat, the loss of barrier, Ron's raw skin grinding directly against his ravaged insides. 'What— the condom broke! Stop, you're bare!' Ron laughed, a deep belly rumble, not slowing. 'Oops. Guess you're getting daddy's load raw now.' He pinned Tyler's shoulders down, fucking harder, the broken latex shreds scraping inside. Blood squelched with each pump, Tyler's hole gaping wider, torn edges inflamed and bleeding freely down his thighs. 'No, no—cum outside! I don't want it!' Tyler begged, voice breaking into sobs, but Ron's weight crushed him, cock swelling thicker bare. The orgasm hit Ron like a freight train. He roared, slamming balls-deep, and unloaded—thick ropes of cum blasting into Tyler's guts, hot and forceful. Pulse after pulse, flooding the battered channel, overflowing to mix with blood in pinkish drips. Ron ground in, milking every drop, his cheesy seed marking the virgin deep. Tyler shuddered, his body betraying him with a weak spurt of his own cum, ass milking involuntarily around the invading shaft. Ron pulled out with a obscene slurp, a gush of cum and blood following, Tyler's hole twitching open, unable to close—puffy, wrecked, leaking steadily. He curled up, weeping, ass throbbing in fire. 'Cut? Nah, keep rolling,' Vance said, grinning. 'Crew, you earned a bonus. Gangbang the twink—bareback only. Poz that boy good.' Tyler froze, eyes widening in horror. 'What? No— I didn't sign up for this! Stop the cameras!' But Mike and Luis were already stripping, cocks hard and out—Mike's seven inches cut and veined, Luis's thicker with a curve. The sound guy, a lean twink named Alex, joined, his dick average but eager. Even Vance unzipped, revealing a modest shaft. Ron stepped back, stroking his spent cock, watching. They swarmed him. Mike grabbed Tyler's arms, pinning them behind his back, while Luis flipped him onto his stomach, knees shoved wide. 'Please... no more. It hurts so bad—I'm bleeding!' Tyler cried, thrashing weakly. Luis spat on his cock and rammed in bare, no prep—the cum-slick hole offering little resistance but reigniting the agony. 'Shut up and take it, slut. We're all poz—gonna load you up.' He fucked rough, hips pistoning, cock churning the mess inside, blood and cum frothing out. Tyler screamed, tears soaking the mattress, begging, 'Stop! I'll do anything—just stop!' But Mike forced his cock into Tyler's mouth, face-fucking him while Luis pounded his ass. The thrusts were brutal—Luis's balls slapping the torn rim, drawing fresh blood, each plunge tearing deeper. Alex knelt beside, jerking off onto Tyler's back, then swapped with Luis, his slimmer dick sliding in easier but no less vicious, hammering the prostate until Tyler's cries muffled around Mike's shaft. They rotated relentlessly. Vance took a turn in Tyler's ass, gripping his hair and yanking his head back as he thrust—short, angry jabs that made Tyler's body jolt. 'Cry all you want, kid. This is the industry.' Cum leaked from every load: Luis first, grunting as he bred deep, hot seed joining Ron's. Then Alex, whining as he unloaded, pulling out halfway to let some splatter Tyler's cheeks before shoving back in. Mike flipped Tyler over, legs hooked over shoulders, and drilled down—bare cock spearing the bloody hole, making Tyler arch and sob, 'Mercy... please, it burns! I'm gonna break!' Vance finished last, barebacking with clinical efficiency, flooding Tyler's guts while choking him lightly on the neck. 'One more for the road.' Cum overflowed, pooling under Tyler's ass, the ring swollen to twice its size, raw and lacerated, blood trickling in steady rivulets. The men were poz—viral loads high, intentional breeders in this underground scene—ensuring Tyler's infection with every bare thrust and deposit. Finally, they stepped back, zipping up, laughing as Tyler lay wrecked—body shaking, face streaked with tears and spit, ass a ruined, gaping wound leaking a cocktail of cum, blood, and shame. 'Good take. Kid, you're hired if you want round two,' Vance said, tossing a wad of cash that bounced off Tyler's thigh. The cameras stopped, lights dimmed, but the pain didn't. Tyler curled fetal, sobs wracking him, the warmth inside turning to dread. Days later, the test confirmed it: positive, poz from the raw gang load. Scars etched his hole—physical tears healing slow, psychological ones festering. In quiet moments, the memories replayed: the cheese, the break, the endless begging ignored. Broken, bred, forever changed.

i used to be like this when i was younger, long b4 pep n prep, when bb sex really earned the "risky" label. im not saying things aren't better now, im just saying a guy about to breed me is no longer enough to make me instantly blow my wad

congrats on getting charged - from the looks of it, you're one very sexy pig.

I ordered a few "custom" jockstraps in the past - basically had printed letters on the back. Strangely, found the shop on Etsy. That shop has closed. I scouted for a while for something similar (jock quality / style + customization options) and couldn't find anything, then reached out to the store owner of one store and asked him if I could propose other options. My current one I wear says "TOXIC CUMDUMP" but I want to order some others. Here are a few mockups. What would you put on yours? There's only so much space. What color would it be? COLOR OPTIONS HERE and HERE

And adding to the whole "stump the chump" reasoning; poz guy on meds is least likely to infect someone with HIV. Those rejecting us are increasing their overall risk of infection.

Figured I'd share this because of the sheer insanity (and humor now that I am through it). Last weekend, decided to hit sniffies to see who was around. Got a message from a guy. Average size dick, not bad body, but profile said he loved raw. Chatted him up, he sent a vid of him shooting a MASSIVE load. After that, no question. We were hooking up. I am a total cum addict. He's hosting, texts me address, says he'll meet me at the door to the apt. building. I get there, and there's a dude waiting in the lobby right in front of the door. This lady walking right in front of me pulls out her keys but he opens the door for her and for me, I say hey, he says hey back, and starts walking back into the building. I follow. But I notice this lady is walking along with us. We all get to the apartment door and both the lady and the guy enter. I start to say something like, "wait, what?" And the lady screams "OH HELL NO!" and slams the door. Now I am SUPER confused. So I pull out my phone and check my messages. Dude I was supposed to meet at the door now says "Actually ring me on the callbox, I'll buzz you in". I followed some total random stranger to their apartment, no fucking wonder they were freaking out!! Dude must have been there waiting for the lady, not me! So I ring the dude, we have fun, he drops a GREAT load in me. Then I am walking out the building and I hear. "EXCUSE ME, STOP PLEASE". I turn around, and there are three cops in the hallway. Apparently the folks I followed called the cops! FUCK MY LIFE SIX WAYS FROM SUNDAY So now, I have to explain this whole fucking mess, to a bunch of cops. I am just like, fuck it. Yeah, I was here for a hookup. Met the dude online, thought other guy was him. These cops looked SHOOK. Like, they couldn't believe someone would just tell them "yeah, I was here to get some dick in me." Long story short, I think they felt more uncomfortable than I did, so they were like, "be more careful next time" and let me go on my way!

Actually, there are several issues at play here. First, 50 US Code 1542 requires the president to consult with Congress before sending the US Armed Forces into another sovereign country for any sort of emergency action, Trump failed to do so, thus violating federal law. Second, by ordering US Armed Forces to enter Venezuela and engage in aggressive operations in order to abduct the head of state of Venezuela and his wife, Trump has committed an overt act of a war of aggression, thus violating international law. Third, add in all of the blatant and unprovoked attacks against the smaller vessels leading to the sinking of said vessels in international waters, yet more violations of international law. Fourth, sanctioning the second strikes against the shipwrecked vessels with survivors in international waters, which is not only a violation of international law but also a clear crime against humanity. Finally, and this is actually the keystone, Trump, in his idiocy, has placed Maduro on trial in US federal courts, forcing Maduro to actually enter a plea. Maduro is a recognized head of state for a sovereign nation, meaning that he has diplomatic immunity granted to him automatically and isn’t subject to any courts of law outside those of Venezuela or the International Criminal Court. That’s why Safdam Hussein was put on trial in Iraq. That’s why all of the various defendants from WWII Axis countries were tried in their own home countries. Rudolf Hess had been held in prison in Britain since 1941, but was still returned to Germany for trial. Nicholas Maduro isn’t subject to the laws of the United States nor to our judicial system. However, because Trump, a fellow head of state, refuses to honor the sovereignty of other nations and the diplomatic immunity granted to the heads of state of other nations, he’s effectively forfeiting his own. That means the next time he wants to go play golf at one of his resorts in Scotland, the Scottish can nab him and drop him at the ICC before anyone else can respond. Quite frankly, if they did, pretty much all of Europe, North America, South America, Oceania, Australia, New Zealand, Africa, East Asia, Western Asia, and I’m pretty certain Central Asia would defend Scotland.

Back to Dan's POV I went to my bedroom to get dressed. I looked in the mirror. Rick was right. I had a hot tan. I turned looking back at the mirror and my back was a golden brown and my ass was perfectly tight with that bronze brown tan hue. My ass looked hot tanned but not too dark. I even touched my ass. It felt good touching myself. I got dressed and left the house for dinner with Jane. I arrived around 5:45p at the restaurant. Even though I had texted her she was still a little mad I was late. I kissed her when I got in. We had a nice dinner catching up. She told me of the drama at her house with her roommates and their family staying over. Apparently her one roommate had her brother stay over and he was a bit of a slob and a little creepy. Then the other roommate had her mom over who ended up trying to be an overbearing mom. I listened and comforted her and even gave some advice. We talked about her work and school. She had a lot to unload so I just listened and comforted her. She asked about my new place and when she could come over and check it out. I said not sure but reminded her she can't stay over. She asked why. I gave an explanation about him having issues with too many people staying over and taking advantage and the room getting wrecked. She understood but still wanted to stop by and check it out. I told her sure and maybe we could check it out on the way to meet her friends. She wanted to meet up with them to check out a new bar opening on the outside of town that was by my place. We finished up dinner and went back to my place. I was worried that Rick would be walking around in his thin white shorts sporting his cock. I texted him that my gf is stopping by to look at the place but not to stay. He said ok. We got to my place and showed it to her. "Its small and a little ghetto" she said "Yeah its small but not ghetto" I responded back She walked into the living room and checked out the bathroom. Luckily, his bedroom door was closed. "And this house is small too." she said Here is a link to another part of the story involving hetero sexual relations. I suggest that you go there and read it. It sets up part of Dan's journey.

Below is part of the story that involves hetero sex. I know its a bit of a detour but hope you will read it as it will evolve and be part of Dan's journey. We got to my place and showed it to her. "Its small and a little ghetto" she said "Yeah its small but not ghetto" I responded back She walked into the living room and checked out the bathroom. Luckily, his bedroom door was closed. "And this house is small too." she said "Ok you ready to go to the bar", I asked "Ok you in a rush" she asked "No its just you've seen the entire place and not much else to see", I said joking She walked back to the bedroom, I followed and closed the door and she dropped to her knees and pulled down my pants and put my cock in her mouth. I was worried about having sexy in my room. "Stop what if we get caught", I blurted "Caught by who your landlord. Who cares.", she said and went back to sucking my cock. "I can taste your cum. You been leaking thinking about me haven't you" she said sucking my cock "Ohh yeah all day", I said quickly She got up pulled down her tight skirt and pulled down her panties and bent over and said "Fuck me now. Take me". I really didn't want to but i also wanted to hurry up. So I entered her and started to pound her. Her pussy was all wet and it felt good. She was so horny she was creaming on my cock. "Ohhhh yeah fuck me Dan with you huge cock", she moaned I kept it up trying to get her off as quickly as I could. I reached under and played with her clit and fucked her hard and went into overdrive. After a few minutes of pounding her. I could feel her start to orgasm as she started to squeeze my cock with her pussy. "Ohhhhhhhh baby fuck me with your big cock....oh it feels so good deep in me", she yelled as she came. "Shhh not too loud", I moaned as i kept fucking her. I kept fucking her thru her orgasm. I could feel her cum as her pussy was acting like a vise squeezing my cock. Finally, she calmed down and pulled off of me. My cock was semi hard at this point. Which was strange. "You cum?" she asked "No but its okay you felt hot and good", I said She looked puzzled but we cuddled and kissed. "We can keep fucking", she said. "No I'm good. That was hot", i said. I had also gone fully soft. I pulled up my pants.

If you want to know the lead-up to the moment in this story, follow the link below. I spent the next week thinking about Scout’s dad fucking his wife’s arse, and at football training, I kind of hoped his dad would visit and give me an opportunity to ask him more about it. Scout was still his distant self, so I told myself the best option was to keep treating him the same as the rest of the team. A few weeks had passed, no Scout’s dad and no fucking except for jerking off in the showers. Life was beginning to feel a little mundane. An old mate of mine from my pro football days hit me up, and we decided to go out and have a bloody good time. We kicked things off with a few lines of Coke to get the night rolling, then chilled on the deck with a smoke, beers in hand, before hitting the town’s bars. As midnight neared, we were hopping from pub to pub, deep into the night and feeling more raucous with each drink. We finally found a spot in the CBD to hang back and gather ourselves. My mate started telling me about his thatched roof back home—his wife had just found out he'd been seeing other girls behind her back. I shared a bit of my own past with my ex. He wasn’t exactly surprised; he used to be part of the footy crew that loved a party and a bit of trouble. He even reckoned he saw me eating her out after we all gangbanged her—that time’s stuck with him. Honestly, I sometimes wonder if he might’ve been the one who leaked those pics. We made our way to Collingwood. I think we grabbed an Uber. By this stage, I was fucked up. I drank and sniffed so much coke that time became a bit of a blur. I recall queuing up with my mate, trying to compose myself. My mate was in the same state. Music is pumping in the club, and I’m wondering where the fuck I was? ‘Oi, I know you lot. Used to play for the Rabbitohs, right?’ someone in the line said. ‘Used to, mate,’ my friend muttered. ‘Just so you know, this is a gay club,’ the random bloke added. ‘Fuck me!’ My mate and I burst into laughter. ‘Where the hell have you taken me?’ I asked him. He just laughed. ‘I dunno, mate. No idea how we even ended up here,’ he replied. We reached the front of the line, and the bouncer stopped us. He knew full well that we were too intoxicated, and after the comment from the random in the line, he refused us entry. I reckon because he was concerned we might cause a scene or start a fight if something were to happen. If someone were to try to make a pass at us. ‘I think it is time we call it.’ My mate said as we stood by the side of the road. He waved a taxi down. It pulled up and hopped in the back seat. ‘I’m gonna walk home, mate. I need to sober up.’ ‘Suit yourself.’ And the taxi left. I wandered the streets, having no idea where I was or where I was going. I needed a drink. Water. Something. I walked into a convenience store and walked up to the counter. ‘Where’s the fridge, mate?’ ‘Huh?’ the bloke behind the counter grunted, scratching his head. ‘Just a bottle of water, Ta. Thought I’d grab one while I’m here.’ ‘You’re in a bloody sex shop. We’re selling dildos, not bottles of water.’ I pulled my head in and looked around. I noticed a wall full of porn movies, cabinets full of dildos and all kinds of other sex toys. I had no idea how to describe or could never have envisioned how they would work. There were a couple of mannequins dressed in jockstraps and leather harnesses, which I initially thought were people and a door near the back with pink, purple, blue, and orange strips hanging in the front, waving about in the air, blowing out from behind them. ‘I need to sit down for a moment. Can I just sit?’ ‘Yeah. Out the back.’ The guys smirked. I brushed past the colourful strips into a dark and dim hallway. There was a faint beat to the low-level music. As I drew further in, the sound was soon drowned out by moaning and humping. The air had a dense, stale smell. Almost like cigarettes and a dirty men’s bathroom, but slightly different. Slightly mixed with the smell of sex. I entered a room lit only by a large screen at the far end and sat down. I must have dozed off. I slowly came to. Woken by a strange feeling on my cock. I opened my eyelids to find a man around my age sucking on my hard cock. ‘Fuck!’ I pushed him off my cock ‘What the fuck are you doing?’ ‘Wow. Sorry mate. I thought you were enjoying it. Seemed like it. You are rock hard.’ He was right. My cock was hard. But shit. I was out of it. I didn’t realise I was even getting a blow job. And from a guy from that matter. ‘Dude. I’m not gay.’ The guy sat next to me. He seemed a little puzzled, then pointed to the screen. ‘You realise you are in a gay cruise club.’ I looked at the screen to find two masculine blokes fucking. One guy with swimsuit tan lines on his arse bent over with another muscular guy fucking him from behind. ‘Jesus! How’d I get here?’ ‘Beats me, mate. But you are here.’ Every inch of my mind was telling me to get up and leave. But for some reason, I keep looking at the screen. Watching… Admiring the good-looking guys fucking. They reminded me of the lads from the football team I coach. I moved my hand to my cock and began to massage it. For a moment, I forgot the guy sitting next to me, then he caught my eye when he pulled out some glass pipe and a lighter. I turned to watch him heat the bulb at the end and smoke from it. He noticed I was watching. ‘Want to try some?’ He said as he exhaled a white cloud from his mouth. ‘What is it?’ ‘Think of it as a pick-me-up.’ ‘What? Like cocaine?’ ‘Even better. It will get you super horny.’ I figured, why the hell not? I had been partying all night, and I was already feeling a little horny from watching what was happening on the screen. I figured it might help me relax and not be so nervous about what I was watching. I grabbed the pipe, followed the guy's lead, heated the bulb at the end, and smoked. ‘Keep breathing in. Don’t stop.’ I didn’t. It was a rush of adrenaline that hit me from head to toe. I slowly exhaled and repeated the action. ‘There you go.’ I felt an instant need to fuck. I wanted to fuck. But I wasn’t going to fuck a guy. No way. But I didn’t mind watching the gay porn playing on the screen. So, I sat back and jerked for a while. ‘Enjoy your night, mate. I’d suggest exploring the club. You might be surprised.’ He hinted at me and walked off. Interested in what he suggested, I explored deeper into the dark venue. The intense stale smell got stronger the deeper I went. I had not realised how many people were in there. Men… Only men. My mind widened to who I was noticing. First, and most present were young guys, clearly drunk or high, then there were the really old men. Wrinkly, scaly, one had his shirt off, sitting on a bench, fiddling with his tiny dick. But then I noticed clean-looking guys, one in a suit sitting in a booth and a guy on his knees sucking his cock. Guys were at different stages of undress, but what caught my attention were those wearing leather harnesses or just walking around in jockstraps. One particular guy got my attention. He was large and burly, with a big, hairy belly, leaning against the entrance to a booth, wearing boots, jeans, a thick leather belt with a heavy-looking buckle, and a leather harness crisscrossing his large, hairy chest. His eyes locked onto mine, and he lifted a cigar to his lips. As he sucked, the end lit up, giving me a little bit of light to see his long, scruffy beard, then blew out the smoke, which I caught a whiff of as I walked past him. He stayed locked on me the whole time. I could hear the sound of moaning in the distance, the ruffling of what sounded like a large group of men and a hint of a thumping noise. The moaning didn’t sound normal, almost like a drunken, painful noise. Curious, I followed it to a dark room with just a sliver of light peeking through from the gay porn playing on a large screen over the other side of the wall. I walked in. It was crowded. Guys cramped in there, all facing the same direction. I could sense the rhythm of men jerking themselves, and in the middle, a figure getting fucked. I weaved my way in closer; my eyes began to adjust to the dim light. I made my way near the middle and bumped into who the guy was fucking. I was shocked at first. I couldn’t believe what I just walked into. A guy with his face and chest planted into a low, small bench big enough for only one person, while on his knees, spread wide and arse in the air, and a guy fucking him from behind. I was frozen in my state of surprise, but shocked that my instincts weren’t that of disgust. Instead, I felt my cock throbbing in my pants. ‘I’m not gay,’ I kept telling myself. Light kept flickering through. I caught glimpses of the men in the room. Some were young, fit, but most, in fact, I reckon nearly all of them were old men. Some seem like respectable older men, like the fella I saw in the hall wearing a suit, but most look weathered and gaunt. Cocks were out, guys were jerking themselves, and they all had one thing on their mind: to watch this guy face-plant in the bench getting railed. ‘Fuck, yeah. I’m cumming.’ The guy fucking moaned out. ‘Yeah. Give him your load.’ Some said in the crowd ‘Dump in him.’ Said another, somewhere in the back. The guy fucking jittered, and his fucking shortened to quick jabs as he unloaded on the guy. He slipped out as he wiped the sweat off his brow. I couldn’t believe what I just watched. I couldn’t believe that I had a rock-hard boner in my pants from it. And just as I thought the show was over, another guy moved in behind the guy. This guy was much older with a long, solid cock, and he just pushed in balls deep and started fucking. The original guy who just unloaded his cum on the guy disappeared into the crowd. All the while, the guy being fucked, moaned and grunted. It was hard to tell whether he liked it or was in agony. This was all too much. I was peaking from what I had smoked earlier and was uncontrollably horny. I unzipped my pants, pulled them halfway down my hairy thighs and grabbed a hold of my cock and jerked away like the rest of the guys in there. The light flickered again, and I could see a glimpse of the guy with his arse in the air getting fucked with his face planted into the bench. I was surprised by how young the guy was; he couldn’t have been more than 19, with sandy blonde hair and a nice physique. Kinder reminded me of Scout. As the light flickered across his face, I noticed that he seemed semiconscious. He was kinder awake, but not. His eyes were kinder open, and from what I could see, they seemed to roll to the back of his head. ‘He took a fuck load of G.’ Some leaned in and murmured into my ear. G, that was the stuff the gang of blokes gave my ex-wife when they gangbanged her. The guy who murmured into my ear moved a little brown bottle up to his nose and took a huge sniff up each nostril. He must have noticed I was watching and offered it to me. ‘What is it?’ I whispered. ‘You’ll thank me after.’ I took the bottle and followed his lead. Instantly, the already pulsing meth in my system that had me horny as fuck, elevated to a whole new level. I felt an instant rush through my body. I was gone. My concerns about my sexuality evaporated, and I was completely hooked on what I was watching. I jerked furiously. The young man with his head planted on the bench was only centimetres away from me. I watched his body being thumped to the rhythm of the old man fucking him in the arse. Every time the light flickered on his face, my cock throbbed just a little harder. The guy next to me passed his brown bottle to me again. I took another two big sniffs up each nostril. The rush hit me again. My brain buzzed. ‘What is this?’ I whispered. ‘Poppers, mate.’ I needed to get some of it for myself. ‘Fuck yeah, boy. You’re about to get my seed.’ The guy fucking yelled out. ‘Yeah! Breed him.’ Someone in the crowd followed. ‘Get him pregnant.’ Another said. Get him pregnant? I laughed to myself. How funny. He is a boy. The guys fucking started to moan and held onto the boy’s hips tight. He was cumming. He must have had a huge load, because he was in that position for a while. He pulled out, and another stepped up and pushed his cock into the boy, who moaned. ‘Fuck. How many guys have fucked him?’ I whispered again. ‘Since I have been here. I have watched 8 guys fuck and breed him.’ ‘8 guys. What?! And he knows who these guys are?’ ‘Nah mate. He is a cumdump. He doesn’t know who is fucking him. He is only here as a hole for strangers to use and breed.’ The thought of this young boy, no more than 19 years old, completely high on G, getting fucked without any protection by strangers, while semiconscious, was too much for me, and I lost control. I jerked really fast, and I felt my orgasm rise. I moaned out loud, followed by a torrent of cum shooting all over the back of the boy’s head, the side of his face and his shoulder blades. My cumming must have set off a chain reaction. I heard another guy in the dark moan, and through the glimpse of light, I saw a large cock hovering just over the boy’s head, being jerked off and ejaculating all over the boy’s face, mixed with my load. I woke up to a hand tapping me on the shoulder. ‘Dude. It is closing time.’ My eyes sprang open. Static on the large monitor. My pants were down to my ankles, my soft, crusty cock flopped over my thigh. The guy from the counter was standing over me. ‘Clearly you had a good time.’ I must have passed out. I had no idea how long I had been slumped in the chair like this. I stumbled to my feet, pulling my pants back up and left. I showered, my mind flickering through what I watched the night before. I kept telling myself that I am no faggot, and it was the drugs that made me think and feel the way I felt. But the young lad taking dick after dick and never seeing who they were kept springing to the front of my mind, and I was raging hard. I jerked off in the shower and sprayed my load across the tiled wall. ‘Fuck’, I thought. ‘What the fuck is wrong with me?’ I had to do something about it. Let me know what you think. And tell me what you think happens next.

You. I know you. You keep up a straight facade in the real world, and at times, you still try convincing yourself you're bisexual. Yet you know as well as I do, it's been a little too long since you came to straight porn. To women. There's just something about watching men together that you can't get away from. Something pure, something primal. Let me tell you how this will all play out. I can see your future, read your palms. Your life is already decided, a path carved into bone since the day you were born. At some point, you'll stumbled across poz porn. For weeks and weeks, it's all you can watch. You'll feel that itch again and again, and shift into your normal routine. You close your blinds. You drop your pants. You browse for a second, but you already know which one you want to watch. You click on a favorite you've saved, and lick your lips as it starts playing. You see the bottom get on his knees and pull down the pants of another man. A stranger. They're in-between two beds in a sleazy motel room. Your ears perk up, listening to the poz talk. The top asking some seemingly innocent questions, like what is he is doing here. Innocent until the bottom pauses his blowjob to look up, directly into his top's eyes, and tell him, he wants his poz seed. Just hearing that initial exchange gets you harder than anything you've ever heard before. They move positions to the bed. You stroke and stroke, picking up momentum while watching the top devour the bottom's neg hole. The bottom moaning in pleasure, on his back, holding his legs up. Holding his hole open. So fucking open. So fucking vulnerable. You fixate on the top's cock as he presses the head in, and asks a final question, "my viral load is over a million, you sure you want it?" The bottom, hesitates for a split second, before responding "Oh fuck, yes, oh fuck, yes please, I want your poz seed in me." You cover yourself in your own fluids right as the top unloads his toxic gift inside. You feel confused in your post nut clarity, still not 100% believing another man would willingly accept a gift like that. Not even accepting it; but craving it, begging for it. That's crazy, you think - but couldn't be me. I would never. You lie to yourself, because you just don't know it yet. The realization hasn't dawned on you, but you've already fallen down the rabbit hole. You just haven't hit the bottom yet. You think you can resist, turn around, change direction. But there is no way to return. You close the browser and clean up. And you carry on pretending. Carry on your facade. Until the next time. Until the next itch. And the next. Over time, your perspective shifts. What you consume, consumes you. You decide, I think it's time for a break from PrEP. But I'll just play safe. So you have some fun with neg tops only. Or with condoms. But the more porn you watch, the more begging you listen to, the more you crave it. The more you fantasize about being the bottom. The more you imagine yourself, on your knees, asking for it directly. Locking eyes before unburdening yourself. The more risk involved, the more of a turn on it is. Fantasy is slipping into reality. It slowly begins to be not enough to satiate you fully. You start getting riskier and riskier. A top hits you up on a hookup app, his profile displays key words like condoms or PrEP, things you used to look for, have now become a negative. He's hot for sure, but you're just simply no longer interested. You close their profile. You'll scour profiles over and over, looking for that key word you subconsciously know you want. "Positive." You'll hover over the send message button, but ultimately you can't control yourself. All it takes, is just the thought of sending him a message. It's enough to send ropes of cum blasting over you. It's enough - for now. You close the browser. Clean up. The cycle ends and begins again. Your consumption brings you to the world of Chemsex videos, and a new fixation begins. Even more Primal. Raw. Insatiable. Piggy. Free. You watch their inhibitions melt completely away with each click of the torch. Watching that switch flip in real time. You think, before he takes that first inhale, I could see this guy being a family man. Right before his true self is unleashed. Right before his facade fades out. Then suddenly, out of nowhere, a light bulb goes off in your head that you can't turn off. Outside of just a normal, growing desire to try it and experience how good it feels, you start to think, this... This is exactly what I need. My inhibitions are the only thing preventing me from what I want. So, you decide, you need your inhibitions gone. After some positive reinforcement of orgasm after orgasm, watching men melt away into pigs, you decide, I need to try this. Today. You log into the usual sites, and thanks to all the videos you've watched, you start noticing keywords in profiles that indicate partying. You learn what to look for, and eventually, it happens. You found it. You found someone who has some favors to share. That first inhale is pure bliss. Over time, trying it over and over, you can't believe the heights of pleasure it has taken you to. Yet there's still a part of you that is clinging desperately, logically, holding you back. You don't know how to say openly, "I want your poz seed in me." You're still afraid. Afraid of being completely honest and open with another, despite how many clouds you exhale. But it's it's still working in the background, unnoticed, eroding your inhibitions from the inside. So you'll party for a little while, then decide to take a break. That stubborn part of you, will pull yourself up from the ledge you were hanging from. The ledge you desperately crave to go over. Not this time, you think. But deep down, you know you're only delaying the inevitable. Each and every inhale and exhale, you feel that grip slipping, just a little bit more. Horny and in heat, you've let that itch go too long without a scratch. You find yourself browsing sites on a normal, boring Tuesday night. Not your normal routine, but you need it tonight. You hit up the sites again, when you stumble on his profile again. That one. The one you've checked out before and fantasized about, but could never muster the courage to message. He messages you instead. He is free right now, and looking. He can't be real. This can't be real. But you'll continue replying to his messages eagerly. There is a shift inside. You can't stop yourself from replying back to him. You think, we're just chatting, no harm done. Yet there is something about him that has you desperate to finally give in. To let your desire take the wheel, and steer the car fully. He wants to party, and you reply, I do too. He wants to free you of your inhibitions. You reply, I want them destroyed. He tells you, he can certainly get you to that point. Your mind races at the thought, wondering if he is as open minded like you are. Like to want to be. But you know the answer already. The moment comes when you decide, I need to know. You hit send on the most important message. The most honest message you've ever sent to someone. You lay your desires out fully. You let your guard down completely. You wait patiently for his reply. You refresh the page a few times, and then you see it in your inbox. You read his reply. For the first time ever in your life, someone sees you. he sees you. The real you. You think, it's finally happening. This is crazy. Am I crazy? Your mind races off on what if's, but your desire shifts the goalposts. Starts prying your logical fingers clinging to the ledge, one by one. You tell yourself, it's okay if I convert, because the worry will come later. Being poz today, tomorrow, the next week, does not matter in the grand scheme of things. You think, it isn't logical though. I shouldn't. But I want to. Should I? As your mind circles the drain, two sides of you fight for control. logic and desire, order and chaos. Desire inevitably wins, your logic has been eroded out, a frail shell of what it once was. Desire begins prying that final finger off the ledge, and you freefall. You think, No. Fuck that. It doesn't have to make sense. It's okay if I convert, because, and only because, I want this. I need this. You let go of worrying about your future. About your work. About what your friends and family will think. Your mind clears. You want to live in the moment. You want to be unburdened by your inhibitions. You want freedom from the lies you tell. You remove the shackles from your wrists completely. You reply. I'm ready.

Part 6: The night at the beat when Evan and Nick fucked me with my hole pre-loaded with poz cum was only a few days ago. I felt used, as if what I wanted wasn't important and I was just an object for other guys, especially Nick, to use as they pleased without any regard for my personal well-being. It fucking turned me on, especially being forced to let Evan and Nick fuck me after my ass was sore and I needed to stop. It made me so incredibly hard. On one hand, I didn't want Nick to find out because I was concerned that he'd up the ante and use and abuse me even more if he knew I liked it. On the other hand, my dick wanted me to confess it to Nick and beg him to do his worst. Should I listen to my head and leave things as they are or should I listen to my dick and see what Nick's capable of? I had a few days for my head and dick to argue about the situation because Nick went to visit his grandparents for a few days, leaving the morning after the session at the beat. He gave me strict instructions to continue slutting myself out, but without him there, I could do it at my own pace. At home, Chris made up for Nick's absence by taking advantage of my freeuse status, fucking me and filling me with his cum, without caring if I got off or not. It was now about 4 or 5 days after the night at the beat. I was at work and received a message from Daniel, a friend who worked in an office building not far from me, suggesting we meet for lunch. Daniel was in the same friend group as Nick, Evan, and Patrick. I met him occasionally on our lunch breaks, so it seemed like a normal request and I said yes. Over lunch, we were chatting about random stuff, and Daniel said "So, I had dinner with Patrick last night. He had some interesting gossip for me". Shit. My stomach turned. I had hoped that my secret wouldn't get out to everyone this quickly. Maybe it was something else. I know I'm a slut, but I didn't want everyone from my actual life to know how much of a slut I am. That's supposed to be just for random strangers to know. I had to ask to make sure. "Ok, I'll bite. What new info has that gossip queen decided to share now?" Patrick, "Oh, nothing much really, just that you're a bareback slut who takes any and all loads, and said that Nick and Evan took you to a beat to try to collect as many loads as possible. He also said that Evan fucked you when you were blindfolded and you didn't know it was him. And I can tell from your facial expression now that it's all true. Am I right?" There was no point in trying to deny it. After all, he could check with Evan or Nick and they'd both confirm Patrick's story. I admitted that it was true, and admitted that I wasn't allowed to refuse any guy who wanted to fuck me, as long as they never used a condom. I was so embarrassed that Daniel knew, it was a bit humiliating. My dick was hard though. My dick was very happy that Daniel knew and that he was confronting me with the knowledge. We'd both finished eating, and Daniel said we should vacate the table so others could use it. I stood up and tried to subtly rearrange my cock so that it wasn't so obvious that I was turned on. Daniel saw it of course and laughed at me. We were walking back towards our respective offices and Daniel told me to follow him, that we needed to take a detour. I followed him but when I asked why, he just said that he'd tell me soon enough. We arrived at a toilet block in a small, quiet shopping arcade. I looked at Daniel and asked what was going on. Daniel just said that he was going to fuck me, he was horny and wanted to empty his balls before he went back to the office, he said he was going to fuck me bareback and cum inside me, and because I wasn't allowed to refuse anyone, I had to do as I was told and take his load. He told me to go into the toilet first, go into the cubicle at the far end, take my trousers and underwear off, leave the door opened, and then send him a text to tell him that I was ready and he'd come in and then cum in me. I did as I was told, except that the furthest cubicle was occupied, so I took the second furthest and sent him a message. My pants were off and hanging on a hook behind the door, and the door was open. While I was waiting for Daniel to enter, I noticed that there was a glory hole between my cubicle and the one Daniel had originally told me to use, the one that was occupied by someone else. Daniel entered, walked into my cubicle, and locked the door. He released his cock from his pants, and I got to see it for the first time. Wow. Shocked was an understatement. I had known Daniel for years and never suspected that he was packing an absolute whopper of a meat stick. Even bigger, both longer and thicker, than Nick's and I thought Nick's was big. He told me to suck it to get it hard. I grabbed it with my hands and guided it to my face, but at the same time gestured with my eyes to the glory hole. I wanted to remind Daniel that the next cubicle was taken, so he should probably keep his voice down. He looked at me and gave me the thumbs up, so I thought he understood what I meant. I started sucking and licking his thick cock head, lapping up some precum as it oozed out of the slit. I was embarrassed at lunch when Daniel told me that he knew that I was a slut, but now I was beginning to think it was worth it because Daniel had the kind of cock that I needed more of. It was very big, huge, probably the biggest I'd ever seen in person, but it was also a beautiful cock, perfectly shaped and designed. Daniel said "Yeah, suck my cock, get me hard and get my cock extra wet so I can fuck you". I quickly glanced at the glory hole and saw an eye there. We were being watched, and Daniel clearly wanted this random guy to know what was happening. Before long, Daniel's cock was fully hard. I vowed in my head to get him alone in private and measure it one day, but I estimated that it was probably about 10" long. I was a bit worried that I wouldn't be able to take it. Daniel pulled me off his dick, turned me round, and with a bit of extra spit, he pushed against my rim. It hurt. I didn't think this baseball bat was going to go in at all. I told him he was too big and suggested that we postpone until we could get some lube and had more time for me to open up. Daniel said I wasn't allowed to refuse a cock, and that includes his, so I had to force myself to relax because one way or another, he's going to bury himself balls deep inside me. He reached around and started massaging my cock, rubbing my precum all over the sensitive glans. This distracted me and made me relax, and right at that moment, Daniel pushed hard and his thick head popped inside me. I yelped in pain and said it was too big and it hurt. Daniel just said he knew it would hurt and I obviously needed more practice, so he shoved even harder and went fully in. I tried to pull myself off him, but with the toilet wall in front of me, there was nowhere to go. He gripped my waist and started fucking me, long deep strokes. It hurt like hell, but it also felt fucking amazing. My ring was on fire but my prostate was loving the battering, and my dick was delighted that I was being used. Daniel said that he needed to get back to work, so he picked up the pace, thrust in deep, and painted my guts white. He kept cumming and cumming. I lost count of the number of pulses, so I'm sure I had a huge serving of his baby batter inside me. The whole time, the eye never left the glory hole. Daniel looked at it and said "Do you want to fuck him now?". A voice from the other side said that the show was hot and he was horny as hell. Daniel told him that he should fuck me. I guess it didn't take much convincing because the eye left the glory hole and was replaced by his cock. Daniel told me to back up onto to and let the guy give me his load. I guess our show had got him close to the edge because he bred me only a few moments after his dick first entered my spermy hole. Daniel leant down and whispered a message in my ear "I have to get back to work now, but don't leave here without thanking the man next door for his cum", then he opened the door, and left, leaving me without any trousers on, bent over with the random cock still in my ass through the glory hole, and the door wide open and not within my reach. I stood up, the cock dropped out and returned to its owner's side of the cubicle divider, and as instructed, I thanked him for his load. I got myself dressed and went to the basins to wash my hands and try to tidy myself up a bit. I hoped I didn't look too much like I'd just been fucked when I went back to work. I left the toilet block, and the mystery guy hadn't opened his door, so aside from his eye and cock, I would never be able to recognize him if I saw him again. I'm sure he'd recognize me though. So, within a week, I'd taken at least 2 poz loads, and at least 1 completely and utterly unknown load. I wondered what my doctor would say if he knew what I'd been up to. As far as he knew, I was still taking my prep and being careful about who I played with.

Chapter 1 – The Setup Where the fuck am I? Zak and I had spent a wild weekend together a few weeks ago. We were smoking and bumping T and got lots of different things into each other’s hole. While we were talking during a break, I shared my fantasy about being abducted and taken to a place where I had to submit to multiple men. It seems he took me seriously since shortly after I showed up at his place for another session, a masked guy came in, put a bag over my head, pulled me out, and shoved me into the back seat his car. I was forced (OK, maybe forced is too strong a word) to suck another guy’s dick while we were driven to another destination. His cock was thick, but not that long. It was nice since I could easily accommodate him in my mouth, sucking down to the root and burying my nose in his pubes. His cock pumped out a steady stream of precum that I happily swallowed. I massaged his hairy balls while I was sucking him and felt down to his hairy hole. He pushed his legs together though, preventing me from going any further. I kept sucking his cock and playing with his balls. He was moaning, I was moaning, and then he blew his load down my throat right before we arrived at our destination. Next, I heard the car door opening and was dragged out of the car. They cut off my shorts and ripped off the t shirt I was wearing. I was naked, except for my flip flops, somewhere with people I didn’t know. My cock started to plump up at the excitement of this, prompting one of them to grab it while saying, “That’s not gonna be needed now.” Then, one of them forced my cock into a cage and locked it in place. “Walk!” I was led into a building of some sort. It seemed that we were in a sort of industrial space since I could sense a high ceiling and lots of open space around us. I heard a roller door close. Even with the bag on my head, some light got through and I was now adjusting to the surroundings. I smelled a spicy, grassy smell and thought maybe were in a warehouse that processed herbs of some sort. They walked me across the floor, feeling my hairy ass and occasionally slapping it as we went. “Oh yeah, this is gonna be good,” one of them commented. There were some grunts of assent, and I figured out that there were at least three other guys there. Maybe one of them was Zak, but I know it wasn’t his cock I had sucked, and I didn’t think he was the driver. We stopped walking and they turned me around. “Get in the sling.” I felt behind me and found a leather sling, ready and waiting for me. It’s tough to get into a sling when you can’t really see but I just went with it and laid back into it. Someone grabbed my foot and placed each one in a stirrup. I was naked, cock caged, spread open in a sling, in a room with guys that I didn’t know. My heart was pounding, more from excitement than fear, but it was weird to have no idea what was going to happen. One of the guys started rubbing my ass and hole. I instinctively moved down a little in the sling to open my ass for him. I heard him chuckle when I did that, then felt him starting to add lube to my ass. He must have been using Slam Dunk or something like that since it felt like chunks of lube being shoved in my hole. He was also smearing the lube all around my ass and hole. I reached down to spread my ass even more, but he slapped my hands away, telling me that my ass was in their hands and I was to keep my hands away from it. I heard the click of the torch and the bubbling sounds as he prepared some T. I could smell the acrid scent as the chemicals melted and then a cloud was blown into my face. I eagerly inhaled. “Don’t worry, pig. We’re gonna get you flying high.” They forced me to take a couple of hits off the bubbler. Again, forced might be too strong a word, but they were in control of my intake, and I was going to go along with whatever they wanted. I was well into the clouds when I felt some fingers penetrate my hole. The accompanying burning sensation told that they were giving me a booty bump too. My ass was becoming needy now and I wanted something in it besides a few fingers. I was handed a rubber tube with a nozzle at the end that I was told connected to a bottle of poppers. Whenever they told to me to inhale from it, I was to put the nozzle in my nose and breathe in. Poppers mixed with T would make my ass even more receptive to whatever was coming my way, and I was happy to comply to this. The burning had stopped and someone was playing with my hole. He was circling it with his well lubed fingers, sometimes sticking one or two fingers in and rubbing them around. I was enjoying the feelings and began to pulse my hole on his fingers. “This fucker is ready for more.” Soon, I felt something larger than a finger at my hole. It wasn’t a cock so it must be a dildo. I only hoped they would start out with something I could comfortably take since I had the sense that my ass was about to be seriously worked over. The dildo was dragged up and down the crack of my ass, grazing over my yearning hole. Each time it passed near my opening, I would flex my ass, trying to capture it in my ass. Soon, the guy placed the head of the toy at my entrance and began to push. The initial insertion was easy. My ass and the dildo were both well lubed and my hole was needy. It became apparent that this toy got thick quickly as I felt my hole expand around it as it was pushed into me. The guy driving the dildo knew what he was doing, pausing occasionally and sometimes twisting it around in my ass as he plunged ever deeper into me. This toy must be long since it felt like he had inserted a lot into me when he stopped pushing and just let the dildo sit inside my ass. The pulsing of my ass muscles made it move up and down and let great feelings course through my tunnel. Then, he began to pull it back. Slowly, slowly, slowly, he moved the toy, rotating and shaking it as he moved. He’d pulled it out almost all the way out when he abruptly shoved it in deep again. I moaned and spread my ass more. He chuckled and said, “I think he’s primed for you.” With that, he pulled the toy out. I immediately felt a hand at my ass, feeling around my hole and poking some fingers in. Two became three, three became four, and then I felt his thumb circling my hole. It stopped as he flexed it back into his hand and then his whole hand was sliding into me. Fuck, I love getting fisted. I love anything to do with ass – mine or another guys. Touching, stroking, rimming, fucking, fingering. But fisting is a special treat. When you get fisted, you’re literally opening yourself up to another guy. When you’re doing the fisting, it is so intense to feel the other guy’s heartbeat with your hand. It is a profound and amazing experience. This guy slid his hand into my ass up to his wrist. He just held his hand there for a while so that I could get used to the sensation. Occasionally, he’s twist and turn it, but he was taking it easy on my ass. Then, he growled “Poppers” at me. I grabbed the tube, put the plugs in my nostrils, and inhaled deeply.

As of late, it has been the same. In bed at night, hand in my gym shorts. I cum in my shorts, sometimes two or three times a night. Than try to get some sleep wearing my wet shorts. After several load/days, I eventually toss them in the hamper for my wife to wash with all the other clothes. I really need a sub boi hole of my very own.

Part 6 Phil pulled his cock out of my cunt. Mike immediately pushed an extremely long and thick plug deep into my pussy. Then Mike led me into another room. Several guys with hard, dripping cocks were already waiting there. I was strapped onto a fuck bench, my pussy pointing nicely upwards, just the right position to fuck it hard. Mike started messing with my balls. My balls were tied tightly and the whole sack was pulled down tightly. The rope was then attached to the floor. I could feel the pull on my balls clearly, and with every thrust it became even more intense, unless I actively pushed my ass towards my fuckers. Then the Master stepped in front of me. "You will be used relentlessly by my buddies in front of the camera for the next few hours. Everyone will spray their POZCUM into your slave cunt several times. Everything will be broadcast live on the internet and will also be available for download later. We will make sure that your face is always clearly visible. Everyone should see what a dirty slave whore you are." The Master gave a signal and the plug was brutally torn out of my cunt. My hole didn't have time to close before one of the guys rammed his T-covered cock balls deep into me. At the same time, I was pushed forward violently and I had to moan loudly because I felt like my balls were being torn off. I quickly pushed myself towards my fucker to reduce the pressure on my balls. My fuckers liked that I stuck my pussy out towards them. One after the other used me, and each one shot his first load deep into my ass after just a few minutes. Then the rope around my balls, which had turned dark blue by then, was loosened and I was laid down in a sling. Once I was securely fastened, the second round began. Every guy who stepped between my legs had dipped his cock head in T-dust first. So equipped, they penetrated me again one after the other, without consideration, without mercy, focused only on their lust and satisfaction. Most of them pulled out completely and thrust right back into me balls deep. This time, it took them all significantly longer, and after what felt like two hours, some of them even fucked me a third time before the last one let go of me. Mike then immediately stuffed the huge plug, completely covered in T-dust, deep into my cunt again.

I was in Louisiana and I had just arrived for a three month project with my job, and I was cruising the sites trying to find some playmates in my new place. I am 38, white, 5’8” 160, in good shape, clean shaven, military cut brown hair, a very eager bottom pig and usually if I’m playing I am also slamming T - love to get fisted on T; I have done other chems, but nothing is better. I have been told I am a great cocksucker, love to get fisted deep and long, love dirty Dominant talk, into water sports, bondage, spanking etc. etc. I typically play in just a leather jockstrap as the guys I play with are not at all interested in my cock and I like it that way. Naturally on the passive side, I do tend to respond to whoever I’m with by being increasingly submissive as the guy I am with is increasingly Dominant. I have a pretty suggestive and slutty online profile - good pictures of my body and face, even some of me getting fucked and fisted. For an hour, I had been looking online this being my first Saturday evening in Louisiana. I had sent messages to three or four guys when I noticed there was a message in my inbox from a guy in Lafayette, a city about an hour from me. “Hi. I’m Leon, are you looking to get fucked tonight?” This Leon was not one of the guys I had sent messages to, so I checked out his profile and the description was pretty short: “44 year old total top guy in Lafayette who can host.” There were mostly “ask me” answers in his profile, his HIV status was poz, but I figured we would jsut fist, so no big probelm there. His picture showed that he was in shape and handsome, so I replied, “Really looking to get fisted...you into that?” “Sure" was his reply. I unlocked all my pictures, giving him my cell number inviting him to give me a call or text me. Five minutes later he called, and his voice was low and smooth as he asked, “Hi, this is Leon, are you Matt?” “Yes, hi!” I said, and we began to talk. His voice sounded gentle but commanding and firm and the sound of it tuned me on. I had seen his pics and stats, so I knew he was a tall (6’5” 245) good looking black man with a shaved head and a lot of tats on his arms and body that looked hot as hell. He did not have a pic of his cock, but I was sure he had one and I wasn’t too concerned about it. I could tell by how he talked he was witty, intelligent and self-confident. We exchanges pleasantries, talked about sexual likes and dislikes and we seemed to mesh so well it I was all I could do not do sound over-eager. He said he’d like to see me dressed in my leather stuff, which was fine with me. I asked him if he partied, and he said sometimes, but that he really got into fucking tweaked up bottoms, so if I wanted to, I could. I told him that I was really looking to suck his cock and get fisted, but loved to party while I get fisted. He said he had some stuff, but I told him I would bring my own. This impressed him - he said he runs into too many mooching little bottom sluts just looking for a bump. Then he got right down to business - “Come over now so I can start working your hole, pussyboy.” I told him I loved that kind of talk and he said good, and that he’d call me ‘pussyboy’ and hoped I would live up to the name. He gave me his address and I told him it was an hour to his place, but that I’d get there as soon as I could. I ended the call, and was so sexually aroused I could not think. I had recently acquired two eight balls of very large crystals of tina which I was not too eager to use up quickly, so I fixed three pretty strong points of about a third of a gram each and left the rest of the stash safely in my room. I put on my metal cock ring, leather jockstrap, harness and chaps which left my ass exposed; I opted for wrestling shoes rather than boots and also inserted a medium butt plug for the ride. I threw on a light jacket over it all and carried the rest of my toys and stuff to the car. It was a long hour knowing what was waiting for me on the other end of the trip, but at 8:00 PM I arrived at Leon’s place. The address was in a a somewhat rundown trailer park and the natty look of the place gave off a kind of sleazy aura which I liked. The trailers were so close to each other - people were going to hear us. The thought of that got me hot. I parked my car and made the short walk to his door in my harness, jock, chaps while I covered my exposed ass with my gym bag as I knocked. Leon opened the door, gave me a once over with his eyes and with a toothy smile invited me in. We stopped inside the door and our eyes met each other as he palmed the back of my head, pulling me to him to kiss me deep and intensely. He firmly pinched my nipple and I rubbed his crotch as we kissed. I thought that since we had not discussed his cock size that it was nothing remarkable, but as we made out, I could feel one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen (including in porn) straining at the jeans he was wearing. He was stroking my exposed hole as he held me. “Nice pussy, boy. Nice.” I met his finger with my hips and continued to suck on his tongue like it was a cock. He paused after a few minutes and asked, “You need to do anything before we start, pussyboy? You bring your party stuff?” “Yes, sir, I said, “I would like use the bathroom just to make sure I’m clean and then I could slam too.” “No,” he said, “and call me Daddy. You can go ahead and clean up, but don’t slam until I tell you to, understand, boy?” Softly I said, “Yes sir, Daddy.” Leon put his finger under my chin to lift my head, looked into my eyes and said, “I am hot to fuck your slutty ass, maybe even as hot as you are to get fucked. You’ll be just fine - just do what Daddy says. Got that bitch? All I could think of was, “Oh Shit, how am I going to keep him from barebacking me?" I knew better, but his strength and confidence mesmerized me. “Yes, Daddy.” In that quietly moment I completely submitted to this magnificent stud and I found I wanted his barecock and load even more. I bowed my head a bit and looked down in submission. He kept fingering my hole, softly but firmly putting me in my place, “I do like fuckin little white pussy boys like you, show you where the line is, how a real man fucks - oh, I know what you want - I know what a white fag like you wants. You just make sure you are always taking care of my cock, you got that pussyboy?” I began to respond to his Dominance, breathing heavily, I looked into his eyes and whispered, “Yes sir.” Trembling at the idea of what lay ahead, I went to bathroom and briefly cleaned out, using Leon’s well equipped shower. I dried off, popped a little lube in my hole and walked back into the bedroom. There was Leon, clothed and lying on the bed; his eyes motioned me over. I crawled up next to him, and he fitted a black leather collar around my neck and snapped a leash to it. “Now, he said, “undress me and suck my cock until tell you to stop. I mean to breed your ass first off, so get me hard.” I was scared to death, but I couldn’t help myself. I was fixated on him as he exuded sheer masculinity and I knew I would be taking my first bareback cock in 15 years, and I knew he was poz. I unzipped and unbuttoned and peeled off all his clothing until he was naked, staring at me while he slowly stroked himself. “Where is your party stuff?” “I have it here,” I said as I pulled a prepared .3 syringe out of my bag. “Give it to me to hold and start sucking, pussyboy.” I moved between his legs and with only my mouth, engulfed little more than the head of his magnificent and incredibly thick cock. I tried to wrap by hand around the shaft lower down, but could not get my whole hand around it. Fucking amazing cock, had to be 10 inches long and impressively thick - I was getting so I couldn’t wait to have it in me. I continued sucking and slurping and Leon made approving noises. I swallowed as much as I could, and as I deep throated about three quarters of his lovely black cock, I looked up at Leon’s face in total submission. Seeing me there, kneeling between his legs with my hands gently rubbing his stomach, nipples and chest, he said, “You look like you’re praying, all down on your knees like that.” I tried so swallow more, and he ramped up the talk, “Yeah, bitch, worship that cock! That’s a real cock, white boy, you like it huh? You’re a good cocksucker, aren’t you? Fuck, you fucking faggots can’t help yourselves can you - gotta have my cock don’t you?Tell me how much you want my big black cock in your ass, you fucking pussy. Tell me pussyboy!” I lifted my head off his cock and quietly begged, “Oh Daddy, I want you to fuck me silly with your magnificent black cock! I want you to own my ass..”your pussy, you mean, he said, twisting my nipple ...yes sir, my pussy, and pump it full, breed my pussy ass." “Yeah, you’ll that, bitch. You’ll get that and more.” I resumed sucking him and soon his cock was fully hard. I paused to look at its beauty and perfection and wondered how big it really was. Seeming to know what I was thinking already, Leon said, “It’s eleven by eight, boy. enough for you?.” I nodded and smiled and continued to worship his manhood...nothing else even existed for me - this man’s cock was all that mattered. After a few minutes he touched my forehead, and said, “Climb on top of my cock and take all of it to the balls, pussyboy.” Immediately, I generously lubed his cock and straddled him, reaching behind me to put the head into my ass. Leon held a bottle of poppers under my nose,“Take two hits, boy.” I did, and since my ass was nice and lubed too, his thick cock split my butt open and began to slide in. “Yeah, fuck your self with a real man’s cock, you little faggot! Look into my eyes when you take my cock...fuck, look at your face! You really love it, don’t you, you really are a little faggot, huh - Oh fuck your pussy is hot! I love having a faggot like you riding on my big nasty nigger cock. Tell me how much you love my nigger cock.” I wasn’t sure what to say, so I just blurted out, “This is the greatest cock I’ve ever seen, and I love sucking it and and having your big black cock...” Leon tweaked my nipples roughtly - sternly correcting me, “It's nigger cock, pussyboy. Say it!” Here I was riding the biggest thickest cock I have ever seen, taking it bareback, something I never do, and about to use a word I never do, but I knew it was just like taking him bareback - it was not an option, but a simple act of total submission, and so was what I said as I looked in his eyes. “Fuck yeah, Daddy I love your hot nigger cock in my faggot white pussy. I want you to fuck me, all night with your huge fuckin’ nigger cock! A triumphant smile came over his face. “Yeah, bitch, yeah,” he said as he thrusted his massive tool into me. By this time I had all by two inches of him in me and I was slowly gyrating to get the last of his awesome pole into me, when he gave me the poppers again. Looking deep into his eyes, I took a couple big deep hits and slid down balls deep on his gigantic 11 manhood. “Good little faggot, your pussy is so fucking hot, oh, I own your ass, boy!" “Yes sir, yes, Daddy, it’s yours, all yours...” His 11 inches of hard black cock stuffed all up inside me had me in a trance. "Fuckin' Slut, you're a hot little faggot, you jsut keep making my cock happy." :Fuckin' love your nigger cock, Daddy! “Here, bitch, he said, handing me the point full of meth I gave him earlier, “do this now as you ride my cock - show me how much you want to be my faggot white slut!” I reached to take the point from him, saying, “Yes Daddy!” “Tell me how much you want to be my slut, pussyboy!” I sat there, with Leon’s huge beautiful thick black manhood completely embedded in my eager twitchy white ass; in front of me was a monster slam of meth and he was asking me to do something I had never done - take a slam of meth with a bare cock inside me - a fucking monster black - nigger - cock, a fucking mandingo fantasy cock, one that was eleven inches balls deep inside of me. This could be the hottest and most twisted way I had ever slammed - and beyond the slam lay all the intense, piggy, uninhibited sexual adventure I would ever experience. All I had to do was beg like a filthy cheap whore for his beautiful cock. As the words came out, I was surprised how easily I gave in actually. I looked deep into his eyes and ground my pussy on his stiff thick monster pole, tweaked my nipples and started to whisper, “Fuck yeah, Daddy, it's so fuckin hot to get fucked by a real man like you - I need it - I need, crave, your huge nigger cock in my pussy. You nigger cock craving faggot, boy? "Yeah, I'm your nigger cock-craving faggot!” Leon smiled “You really are a filthy white trashy whore, aren’t you?” I just smiled and quietly moaned, "Yeaaaaah Daaaady...” “Fuck yeah, that's hot bitch, I own your sorry ass, now, let me see you slam this, and keep looking into my eyes as you do it, pussyboy.” “Yes, Daddy.” With that, he handed me the point and said, “Get ready, pussyboy.” I swabbed my arm and put on the tourniquet as he picked up his cell and made a call. “Hey man. You have got to come over and help me fuck this white boy I have here. He’s sitting with my hard cock up in his pussy right now. Yeah, man, lotsa fun. A total faggot, yeah a pig, definitely...sending you a pic of what we’re doing now...ok, hang on.” Leon held the phone to my face. “Hello?” I said. “You Leon's whore tonight? “Uh-huh, his pussyboy.” “You sitting with Leon’s big cock up your ass? “Uh-huh, all of it” I said. “Say it, you bitch, say it so I know.” “I’m sitting with Leon’s big thick nigger cock all the way up my ass,” I said matter-of-factly. “Fucking slut! Give me back to Leon!” Leon took the phone back. “Yeah, we will, see you in a few,” Then he chuckled at something the other guy said and ended the call. The he pointed the phone’s camera at me. “Put this over your face, pussyboy, I am going to video you slam and ride my cock.” He handed me a black hood, and I put it on. In my mind I paused at how thoughtful he was even though he was only going to tear my ass up as much as he could...so fucking hot. I took the hood from him, it was made of a comfortable light material and just had eye and mouth holes. It went on easily, and he started the video. “You slam that shit, now” Leon ordered. I put the needle to my vein and drew back a good register, then I pushed (as Leon videoed me) and I took the needle out of my arm and handed it to Leon; he kept videoing. As I raised my arm I removed the tourniquet with a snap and on came the inevitable coughs, the rush that brought sheer abandoned sluttiness, the ringing in my ears, the rolling unfocused eyes and an endless hunger for that massive cock inside of me. The slam gave my impaled ass an intense super hot sensation, and I vigorously rode Leon’s huge cock with total abandon. All I could think of was how much a hot fucking stud Leon was! “Oooooooohhhhh, Daddy fuck yeah!” was all I could manage to say. The slam transformed my already whorish nature into Leon’s wanton single-mindedness bitch who only wanted to please and serve and submit to him. I looked as him and was fixated for a moment on the contrast his skin made with mine and with the perfection of this man, this black man - this example of true masculinity. I was exactly where I wanted to be, and I started writhing in ecstasy on his rock hard cock, the cock that was the center of my existence. “Yeah, fucking junkie faggot, ride my fucking cock!" Leon was the best I ever had at dirty talk, I was helpless in his power. and His words heated me up even more, “Fuck yeah, Fuck yeah, I’m your faggot bitch and I love your thick nigger cock in my pussy, please Daddy, fuck me like this all night!!” I rode him for a half hour, with him taunting me racially and me not caring as long as I had his cock in me. I was riding him, in ecstasy, facing him. He stopped the video and set the phone aside. My legs and feet were on the bed on either side of him. I was using my arms to raise and lower my hole, sliding the whole length of his cock as I did. I was reveling in the full feeling in my ass, the sluttiness of it all and the approving taunts Leon was serving me along with his hard cock. “Fuck yourself on that hard nigger cock you little bitch...you can’t get enough, can you? Oh fuck, your faggot hole is so hot, feels just like a little girls’ pussy, this is what you're made for - I interrupted, "Yeah, to be a pussy for a real man like you.” I got back on my knees leaned forward and we kissed with me riding him for I don’t know how long - I was oblivious to anything but his massive prick in me. Finally I felt his cock get super hard like he was about to cum. “Gonna fill that fucking hole now boy, get ready," Leon whispered in my ear. Fuck, Daddy your cock is so fucking great! Breed my pussy Daddy, oh yeah!” I hissed as he took my hips and began to increase the speed and intensity of his thrusts. “Yeah, here it comes pussyboy, gonna seed your ass, yeah...take it,” and Leon shot a huge load of his seed in my ass for nearly a minute, and then lay still, his cock still hard in my hole. I clenched my hole on his cock and looked into his eyes. He thrust up at me gently but continually. He stayed hard and kept pumping my ass some more. The massive quantity of his first load was leaking out of my ass. I started catching it, and eating it off my fingers while he continued to fuck me, his 11 inches just as hard as before he bred me. We kept going this way for at least another 30 minutes and he shot another load of his cum in my well fucked ass, and after he pulled out, all I could do is think about when Leon was going to fuck me again. After he settled, he gently lifted me off his cock, he smiled at me and told me, “I think someone is waiting for you, pussyboy.” I turned and noticed that sometime during our fuck session, a second man had entered and was sitting in a chair enjoying the show. His hard cock was in his hand and he was slowly stroking it as he watched. The new man’s skin was brown, and he looked Hispanic and about 45. He was thinner but still very good looking and muscular. He wore roomy jeans and no shirt. His bare arms and chest looked chiseled and along with his angular face, gave him a hard kind of sinister, even scary, look, like someone used to getting his own way. Our eyes met, and he smiled, the hard look went away. “Fuck, Leon, he is some freaky little white boy.” Leon spoke up, “Pussyboy, this is Pedro.” Pedro gave a little chuckle at the introduction but didn't say anything. "Hi," I quietly said to Pedro and smiled a little. “Yeah, ok, ‘pussyboy,’ get over here and suck my cock. I went eagerly over to the chair Pedro was sitting in and got between his legs, took a couple massive poppers hits from him. I held the last hit and looked up into Pedro’s eye as I exhaled it and took his whole cock down until my nose touched his stomach. Pedro groaned approvingly, “ooooh puta, you a good cocksucker. Yeah.” I still tweaking majorly and would be for some time. Pedro’s cock was nearly as thick as Leon’s, and not as long, but was still 9 inches long with a nice curve that made for great deep-throating. I kept taking Pedro’s full length hungrily down my throat, and soon Pedro pushed my head down and held it there as he shot his load. I was able to take all he gave me and stayed on his hard cock until I milked every drop from him. Pedro turned to Leon, “I want to tag this faggot’s ass now, man, OK? Get on the bed and suck your Daddy’s cock, bitch,” and as I climbed on the bed, Pedro gave me a hard slap on the ass, and I eagerly got on all fours between Leon’s legs and began to sucking his cock back to hardness. Pedro took charge for a bit, “Suck that big fuckin cock, yeah, you little faggot, get your ass up in the air more, bitch! Keep sucking Daddy’s cock, there you go...” I was enjoying the feel of Daddy’s cock hardening in my mouth, when I felt Pedro’s fingers in my hole. “Shit, bitch, how many loads have you taken so far?” “Two, sir,” I said quickly and resumed sucking Leon’s ever growing hardon and Pedro was fingering my cummy hole. “Nicely fucked ass, but you want more, right, you slut? I gave him a ‘mmmhmmm’ as I continued with Daddy. “You give him a slam, Lee?” Pedro asked. “Yeah, it was about two hours ago now I think. Time for another?” Leon asked. Let me get all the way into his ass for a while, OK. But get it ready, OK? Pedro slid his cock all the way into me and held it there for a minute or two, then he withdrew it and vigorously slapped my ass cheek before pounding it forcefully back into my hole. He repeated the sequence for a while, thrust, pull, slap, thrust, pull, slap; I kept Daddy’s cock in my mouth and squealed at the enjoyment of the pain. Eventually Pedro just pounded my ass until he put the third load into me, saying very little, but grunting as intensely and loudly as I’ve heard from anyone. Pedro pulled out and out and sat on the bed. “Clean his cock, pussyboy,” Leon said. I turned around and cleaned off Pedro’s still hard cock with my mouth, being sure to look Pedro in the eye as I swallowed the cock that had just been in my ass. Pedro smiled and muttered, “Fucking nasty slut. Hot.” After he was clean, he ordered me on all fours. “Suck your Daddy’s cock again, bitch.” You like that cock don’t you? I nodded with Leon’s cock in my mouth, and Pedro ordered, “Say it!” “I fucking love worshiping Leon’s awesome nigger cock with my faggot white mouth!” Shit, Lee, he thinks he’s in love with you! Leon said, “No pussyboy knows better. He’s just a fucking faggot, right boy? I nodded and gave a ‘mmmmhmmmm’ as I took Leon’s cock down my throat. “You like getting fisted, pussyboy?” came Pedro’s voice from behind me. I gave him another ‘mmmhmmm’ and kept at Daddy’s cock. “Get him that slam, ok Lee? Can you give it to him?” “He can do it himself and it’s hot to watch. I’ll dose him some G though.” Leon got up for a second and came right back with a glass of gatorade. Pedro kept was still hard and kept fucking me while Leon got the drink. “Here pussyboy,” Leon said, “drink this, you’ll like it.” After I emptied the glass, Pedro slowly withdrew his cock from me and said, “OK, bitch, time for you to slam again. How should we do this?” Leon ordered me, “Stay on all fours, boy." Turning to Pedro, without ordering him, but leaving no doubt he was in charge, Leon said to Pedro, "Work your hand into the faggot's pussy, and when you get in, just stay still." He'll slam himself with your hand in him.” With that Pedro began to stuff crisco into my hole handfuls at a time. His hands were, like he was, slender but strong. My hole was quivering. I could hardly wait. Pedro alternated hands as he inserted fingers, four at a time to knuckles to prime my ass for his whole hand. He pushed his left hand into my willing greasy hole and slowly he slid it all in and slapped my ass in triumph. “Fuck! pussy took that fist quick. Hungry little faggot, huh?” Slap! went Pedro’s hand on my newly fisted ass. I moaned and continued sucking Daddy's cock as Pedro’s hand slowly twisted into my bowels. FUCK! I had never been so totally turned on in my life! Their racial taunts and spankings only made it hotter by the minute. Daddy lifted my head. “Time for this, pussyboy. I know you want it, you fucking junkie, you been staring at it for 5 minutes," His look as regarded me was one of complete and utter confidence in his superiority. He held the loaded point between his thick fingers. I eagerly took it. He handed me a swab and tied my arm for me as Pedro still twisted his hand slowly into my sloppy hole. Daddy told Pedro to stay still and as Daddy held the leash attached to my collar, he stood and watched me take the dose - I put the needle to my vein, hitting it right away. I drew back, got a good influx of blood and pushed the plunger home. Leon took the used needle and I raised my hand above my head and removed the rubber band from around my bicep and I felt Daddy raise my upper body nearly upright while Pedro kept his hand in my ass. The rush was epic! I was afraid for a second or two that I couldn’t breathe, but that passed and soon all I wanted was Pedro to shove his arm into me as far as he could. I was transformed by the raw lust I had for Daddy's cock right then, and I gobbled as much of him as I could. My world was their two cocks, and my giving over to be used by these two amazing studs. Both Pedro and Leon let me get back to breathing normally. Leon put me back on all fours, he fed me several hits of poppers while I went down on his massive cock. Between the G kicking in and the extra slam, I swallowed nearly all of Leon’s cock and held it there while I stared into his eyes. Leon saw me look at him and said, “Fuck, look at those eyes! Yeah, you horny faggot, you tweaking now, aren’t ya? Look at you swallowing Daddy’s dick all the way, and big bad Pedro opening up your sloppy pussy with his arm, damn, pussyboy, you’re a sight! I increased my intensity on his cock. "Yeah, Leon groaned, "keep worshipping my cock boy, I got another load for you, just worship Daddy’s cock and take what Pedro gives you.” With Leon’s cock firmly down my throat, Pedro went to work on my hole with his hands - he was a masterful fister. Leon offered, and I deeply huffed on the poppers a few more times and as they took effect. Pedro began his skillful penetration of my ass with his forearm. My hole felt like it was a mile wide and as he progressed into me, Pedro knew just what to say. “Fuck man, you have such a fine faggot hole, you’re fucking built to take it up your ass.” “Damn, bitch, look in the mirror,” Leon said, “Pedro is almost to the elbow and you’re still gobbling my cock - you like seeing yourself like that, pussyboy?” “Fuck yeah, Daddy,” I answered, “so fucking hot, being your faggot, fucking love it! “That’s my pussyboy, now get ready to swallow my cum, bitch!” he snarled. In a couple minutes he shot another big load all over my face. Leon looked at me and said, "Let it be, boy, you look good that way." “Shit, you are a happy little whore with all my cum on your face, and Pedro stretching your little pussy out, huh boy?" I just smiled, then Leon fed me his cum from off my face, which I gladly ate. Leon sat back and watched Pedro work further into my hole, twisting and turning his arm further and further into my ass. Leon fed me poppers as Pedro gave my eager spun hole a good work out. Slowly, bit by bit, he sank his arm into me. Pedro whispered to me, “here it comes - all the way into that sloppy hole of yours! FUUUUCK, you're a good little faggot, huh, boy? Pedro turned to Leon, "Fuck! Lee, look at this,” as slowly he began to twist his forearm into me all the way to his elbow. I looked in the mirror and saw that Pedro had reached his elbow and was grinning evilly at me. The night had only just begun. This was the start of an amazing three months I spent in Louisiana, and I saw Daddy and Pedro almost exclusively during that time - including two very eventful trips to the bathhouse in the French Quarter....

Chapter 4 —— Sam ———- Fucking asshole! That cocky grin on Josh’s face as he walked out after slapping my ass was stuck in my brain as I cleaned up the piss from around the toilet. My dick going half hard from his touching my bare ass only made the mess worse. I threw the toilet paper I used to clean up the mess into the bowl and flushed it down. I went over and turned on the shower to warm up. I needed to get a quick wank before I went out for breakfast because my now fully hard dick wouldn’t be hid by my underwear. As the water warmed I walked over to the linen closet to get a clean towel. While pulling out my towel I noticed Josh’s gym clothes from this morning laying on the floor and his jock was on top. I hurried over to close and lock the door. I went back and picked up his jock bringing it to my nose and taking a deep whiff. It smelled so good!!! A mix of musty man scent, the soap he used, and that Josh smell. I sat down right there on the floor by his clothes stretching my legs out and started to long stroke my uncut dick as I continued to inhale from his jock. When I put my other hand down to brace myself I felt something wet but also sticky. I looked down and saw his gym shirt was wet with sweat but also had white streaks on it. I laid the jock on my leg and picked up the shirt and drought it up to nose hoping it was what I thought it was. The smell of cum filled my nostrils. It made me go even harder and my hole hungrier than any poppers had ever made it. I pulled it away from my nose and stuck my tongue out and licked a tongue full from one of the white cum puddles. It lit my taste buds on fire. It was the best tasting cum I had ever had!! I was so close to cumming from the smell and taste I am surprised my nuts didn’t explode. I took hold of my raging schlong with one hand stroking my cock hard and fast as I ate more of the ambroshia that was my brother’s cum. It only took a minute or two before I shot one of the most powerful and intense loads of my life! It covered my abs, chest, and even got some on my face. I reached up and swiped the cum from my cheek and added it to some of Josh’s from the shirt and took a into my mouth and sucked it clean!! It tasted so good!! After my legs stopped shaking I got up and made my way over to the shower. I rinsed off quickly in the hot water then got out and dried quickly as well. I’d been too long already and didn’t want Josh to come looking for me. I put on my boxer-briefs from the night before and took my towel over to the hamper. Along the way I picked up all of Josh’s gym clothes and took them with me. I dropped them all in the bin except his jock which got tucked into my underwear pouch for later. I walked out into the kitchen as Josh was walking to the table with two plates wearing only a pair of boxer-trunks. On the table was a carafe of coffee along with sugar, cream, and all the fixings. “Good, I was about to come drag you out of the shower before the eggs got cold.” He said with a teasing tone. “Well I would have been done quicker but I had to pick up after you. You know how much trouble you’d be in if mom saw you leaving your gym clothes on the bathroom floor?” I teased him back. “Ah, yea I’d have a half hour lecture over breakfast for sure. I am spoiled. I have a cleaning person come by 3 times a week while I work so they generally pick those up for me. Bad habit I have got into.” “Well I guess I can forgive you since all I really am hearing is that means I don’t have to clean like a indentured servant on the weekends like at home.” I said laughing. He laughed as well at the memories of our absolute crazy mom and the dreaded weekend house cleaning. We sat down and I made a cup of coffee as he dished out the eggs and the mixed fruit. We chatted as we ate. Josh seemed to know how to cook because the omelette was really good. After breakfast I helped him clear the table and load the dishwasher. I stole looks at his nearly naked body as we worked to clean up the kitchen. He really was everything a man should be. I wanted to smell his sweat directly from his armpit and taste that cum straight from the tap. I had to stop my dirty thoughts before my cock swole and provided a tent for him to see. I excused myself and went to my room and got dressed in baggy pants and a T-shirt. I slipped his sweaty jock into my suitcase for later. We had decided over breakfast to go out to see some of the local sights. We were also going to hit a few stores to look at decor for my room. Not that the either thing was my idea of a fun time but I didn’t complain. My idea of a good Sunday was the day spent in my room on my computer gaming or working on a project or continuing to work on the software I was trying to develop and market. But I wanted to spend more time with Josh and I also promised myself I’d make more of an effort to get out and have a social life. Also, I needed to know the city better to be successful at exploring my sexual interests so spending a few weekend days exploring with Josh would help with that as well. We grabbed lunch at a good locally owned deli as we we where out exploring. Then after dropping our shopping at home we meet up with a few of Josh’s friends. We had dinner at a burger joint then went bowling. I hadn’t been bowling since I was a kid and my score reflected that. But the fun we had as a group was well worth my poor athleticism being on display. The people in the group reminded me of a lot of my friends the last year of college. They too were a few years older than me and all of them were in some way a part of the rainbow mafia. We got home around 11pm. After going to my bathroom to get ready for bed I walked naked to the kitchen and got 2 bottles of water and then headed to Josh’s room. He was laying on top of the blankets on the bed naked as well. Neither of us commented on the nakedness tonight. We just seemed to accept it as our routine. I put a bottle of water on his bedside table and then went to my side and did the same thing. I got in bed and Josh turned all the lights down with the dimmer control on his phone. He was watching a baseball game on a tv he had mounted on the wall. I hadn’t know it was a tv because it was one of those that look like a painting or picture when not turned on. I wasn’t big on sports so I decided to play a time waster game I keep on my phone. Over the next hour my body just seemed to be drawn to my hot big brother. The last thing I remember before falling asleep was putting my phone down and laying my head on his chest. His pecks were strong but his skin was soft and warm. It was mere seconds after I closed my eyes that I fell into a deep sleep. I woke up feeling safe and warm with a big strong arm wrapped around me. We were laying down and I was cuddled into Josh’s side. The tv was off now and the room was almost completely dark save the light coming from the digital clock on his side of the bed. It was a little after 3 am. I must of slept through him repositioning us down from sitting up to laying down. We were still both naked of course. Our bodies feeding off each other’s body heat. I looked up at his face. His eyes closed shut, his face relaxed, and his features smoothed out. He was snoring very lightly. God he was so sexy! I looked over his muscular and well defined body. His cock was laying half hard on his groin and below them set a nice heavy set of balls. Below them his long muscle leg flowed down to his big feet. I decided to be a little daring and I lifted my hand from where it was laying on Josh’s abs and lightly moved my finger along the ridges of his six pack, moving up their middle ridge to his chest, across to his right peck, over his collarbone, and across his well developed shoulder. My journey continued down his arm along his biceps and down his strong forearms. I moved across to his thigh when I got to his wrist and slowly moved up his hip and then over the right side of his lower V. His light snoring and breathing stayed the same through the entire journey. The perks of being from a family of deep sleepers. I felt emboldened (or horny) so I continued to push my luck. I glidedup his abs and chest to his right nipple. I slowly traced around it and then moved to the center of it. It began to harden and stick out the minute I got near it. I alternated between his right and left nipple feeling them both get harder and pointier. That wasn’t the only thing getting hard. My cock was rock hard now laying up over his thigh/hip while Josh’s big fat uncut cock was hard and solid laying straight up toward his belly button. The mushroom head stuck out with the foreskin just sitting under the ridge. I slowly moved so I could reach my tongue to his nipple while not moving his arm from around me. Almost from the minute my tongue hit his nipple his cock began to precum. Not a ton but a good dribble ran from his head onto his abs. I moved my hand down from his right nipple as I continued to lick his left. I used my finger ti gather the precum, put it on his nipple, and then licked it off. It was warm and tasted salty yet sweat. I almost shot my load then and there. I reached down and wrapped my hand around his thick uncut dick and felt the warm soft skin along with the rigid steel like muscle underneath. I didn’t dare stroke it but I did gently squeeze it and feel the blood flowing through it. He precam even more as I held his cock. I stopped licking his nipple and released his cock. I slowly disentangled from him and moved down to be face to cock with him. I waited a few minutes to ensure he was still asleep. When I was certain my movement hadn’t woke him I gently grasped his cock and began to ever so slowly stroke his cock. His hard dick leaked gobs of precum as I put my tongue out to the head licking that nectar straight from the tap. I kept looking back at his face as I did to ensure he was still sleeping. He was. His jizz continued to drip into my mouth as I stroked him. I was leaking myself and had my free hand under my cock head so I didn’t leak on the sheets. Finally, I decided I’d push my luck far enough and released his cock making sure to gently kiss away the last of his precum from his cock head and abs. He remained deep in dream land. I got out of the bed and went to the bathroom to relieve the huge load built up in my balls. It was another massive load courtesy of my big brother. I cleaned up and returned to the bedroom. I watched the gorgeous sleeping man as I drank the last of my water. I climbed back into bed and laid so my ass and back against were against his side. I quickly nodded off and fell into my own deep sleep where I had vivid dreams of choking on my brother massive cock. I woke to the digital clocks alarm going off as the sun’s rays just began to peak into the room. Josh was now on his side too and snuggled up behind me with his arm over my side while his morning wood resting against my ass cheek. He growled and rolled over to turn off the alarm. I pretended to still be asleep as he climbed from the bed and walked naked to the bathroom. His hard cock swinging in front of him as he walked. The sound of his piss hitting the toilet bowl filled the silence of the early morning. A few minutes later he came out of the bathroom quietly and put on gym clothes. He walked to my side of the bed and leaned down and whispered in my ear, “I know the alarm woke you, but go back to sleep. I am going to the gym downstairs and will be back in 45 mins.” I just nodded and nuzzled into my pillow in response. He kissed the top of my head and walked from the room. I laid in bed for a while thinking what my next moves should be. ——————- I hope you all enjoy the story heating up. I know I have enjoyed writing it!! As always, thank you for the feedback, positive comments, and reactions. Also special shout out to the moderators for all they do!!

Chapter 3 – Well in the Clouds Chapters 1 and 2 describe an evening that started at Zak’s house and has progressed to me, naked and hooded in a sling in some warehouse, getting my ass worked over by a few guys. Two of them have fisted me, there have been toys in my ass, and I’ve swallowed a load of cum on the way over. Now, we’re going to blow some more clouds. I went to rise out of the sling when one of the guys put his hand on my chest and pushed me back down. “You stay here until we tell you to get up!” I heard the click of the torch and could smell the unmistakable aroma as they melted the T. Someone brought the bubbler to me, and I took a nice cloudy hit. I held it and, before I could blow it out, felt another mouth on mine. We shotgunned the T back and forth a few times, then his tongue entered my mouth. I got several more hits, and someone gave me another booty bump. This one didn’t burn as much as the first, but that could just be the fact that the nerves in my ass were so overstimulated they couldn’t feel the melting. Once the bump had melted and we had all smoked ourselves into a stupor, the ass play began again in earnest. Guys had been stroking and fingering my hole during our rest but now they were going back to it. Whoever was working my ass now was being a bit more gentle, perhaps to let the new T really hit hard before they went nuts on my ass. He started out with some gentle stroking and mild penetration with his fingers. He had a few fingers from one hand in when I felt his other hand nearing my hole. Soon, fingers from that hand were poking into my hole, sometimes alone and sometimes with fingers from the other hand. He used both hands to open my ass, rotating them around as he pulled my hole open. I was moaning in pleasure from this, so he told me to do some more poppers. Happy to oblige, I put the nozzle to my nose and began to inhale. I kept breathing in new fumes for several breaths, getting my brain seriously fucked up. Once I let go of the hose, the guy started to work me over more seriously. He stretched my hole wider than it had been before. Then, he plunged his hand into my ass, pausing at that point of ultimate stretch. He kept his hand there, just moving it slightly left and right, and occasionally moving back and forth. I was writhing in pleasure as he worked my ass like a maestro. Then, he drove in deep with his hand. He quickly got to the bend in my ass, which opened readily for him. He teased that area for a while, sometimes slipping his fingers deep into my bowels. But mostly he stayed at the bend, flexing and twisting his hand inside me. The poppers were wearing off, but the sensations I was feeling were incredible. I reached down to open my ass more, but my hands were slapped away. I felt another guy’s hand on my ass, and he pulled my cheeks further apart. The guy fisting me began a very slow extraction. He worked my ass on the way, flexing, twisting, prodding as he pulled back. When he got to the widest part of his hand, he paused there, letting me experience the stretch. When he was all the way out, the guy holding my ass open let it go. “No. Hold it open so I can really work his hole over.” The hands went back on my ass and spread me wide. I also slid down a little in the sling to help to open my ass. My hole was pumping in anticipation of what was to come. First, his hand went partway into me. He must have made a funnel with his hand and fingers since I felt the coolness of fresh lube being poured into my hole. He filled me up nicely with the lube, the cooling sensation exciting me for what was to come. I heard a guy lubing up his hands. He then placed one at my ass and began to push lightly. He must have been making a fist since this felt larger than anything from before. With a little pressure from him and me working to open my ass, his fist popped into me. He twisted it around a bit and then worked it out. He entered my ass again with a fist. He repeated this, going a little deeper every time he inserted his fist. He could tell I was loving it, so he told me to snort some poppers. He held his fist in my ass while I inhaled and then began a fast extraction and insertion once the fumes hit. My ass was being held open, I was in a sling in some unknown location, a guy was fisting me, and I was soaring in ecstasy. Once again, a hefty spurt of precum came out of my caged cock and dribbled its way down to my hole. Now, my own precum was mixing with the other juices as he pounded my hole. The guy fisting me started to slow down and soon slid his fist deep inside me. He was twisting and flexing a little, but needed a break. He worked his hand out of my ass and shoved in another butt plug. “Next!”

Chapter 2 – Used, but Not Abused Chapter 1 describes a night when I was abducted from the home of my new buddy, Zak. Zak knew about my fantasy, and it seems that he was making it come true. I’m wearing a blindfold (about the only thing I’m wearing), and I’ve been taken to a warehouse, put in a sling, fed some clouds, and given what seems to be a good-sized booty bump. My ass has been filled with a toy, but now a guy has his fist in me and is having me do some poppers. I took one deep inhale and let it out. I held the second one in for as long as possible to let the potent fumes take hold of my brain. As they hit, I felt the guy begin to move deeper into my ass. This guy knew how to treat an ass! He was slowly crawling further into me, taking his time as he felt his way through my ass. He’d go a little deeper, pull back, then slide more of his hand into me. All the time, he was flexing his hand and fingers, probing my walls and providing excellent sensations inside me. Of course, the poppers heightened the feelings, and I was grunting and moaning. I understood that my ass was about to be treated to a wonderful experience, and I was more than ready to do whatever they wanted. He did a great job working over my ass. He didn’t go too deep, but really concentrated his efforts on opening me up. His hand spent a lot of time at that point, right before it slipped in all the way, twisting and flexing to ensure that my ass was ready for whatever came next. He took his time, rubbing up against the walls of my ass and giving my prostate some focus. Even with my cock in the cage, it dripped out some precum, which slid down and mixed with the lube. “Give me a bigger one,” he growled at someone. He kept fisting me while the new toy was being lubed up. He slowly withdrew his hand, and then the toy was placed at my hole. He pushed it in, and my greedy ass swallowed it with ease. “Damn, that ass is hungry!” I moaned my agreement, and the guy started to really work me over with the new toy. He was pushing, twisting, flexing, and pumping it in and out of my ass. Several times, he pulled it all the way out before sinking it back in, giving me that wonderful feeling that comes when my ass is first penetrated. He slowed down eventually, then told me to hold the dildo in place so that it was ready for the next guy. I reached down to grab it, but he wanted me to hold it in with just my ass. Since everything was well lubed and the toy was long and a consistent thickness, I needed to use gravity to assist in holding it in, so I levered my ass higher in the air, keeping the dildo firmly seated. The first guy must have moved away from the sling, and another guy took his place. He grabbed my legs and pushed me to lie back in the sling. He quickly pulled out the dildo and probed around my hole with his fingers. “Fucking hot hole!” Man, I love it when a guy appreciates my ass like that. I pulsed my hole to open and close it, eliciting a growl of approval from the new guy. “Poppers." I took the hose, put the plugs in my nose, and inhaled deeply. The fumes filled my brain and made me even more of an ass pig than normal. Once he knew they had penetrated my brain, he shoved his hand in my ass. He was going deep. I felt him slide quickly through my entrance, and then he began his descent into my deepest areas. With the poppers and the T flowing through my body, I was totally focused on my ass, and it opened nicely for him. He was soon at that bend that marks the entrance to my colon. His fingers probed around a bit, both to find the path and tease it open. When he knew the way, and it was opened for him, he slid his fingers through and was into my colon. Fuck, this is amazing! I decided on my own to do some poppers, which made the other guys laugh. They were excited to have found a bottom who could match their top energies. Of course, if the tables were turned, today or another day, I’d be happy to top any of them, too. The poppers sent me to another place. All I was aware of was what was going on in my ass. He was expertly massaging my innermost walls, understanding that the slightest move on his part translates to seismic waves in my ass. He played lightly, occasionally moving back and forth, but mostly just feeling around and flexing his hand. Feeling the muscles of his arm expand and contract as he flexed in my ass was exhilarating, and I was one happy bottom. He asked one of the other guys to give him a plug for my ass. While they were prepping it, he slowly removed his hand. He took his time on the pullout, ensuring that he hit all the right spots on the way. When his hand was out, he shoved in a large butt plug to keep my ass open. “We need to smoke more.”

Part 5: We arrived at the beat. In the car on the way, Nick told Evan the story of how we started fucked, and made sure Evan knew that I wasn't on Prep, but that I wasn't allowed to use a condom or refuse a load. Evan thought this was hot. He was on Prep, but fucked around so much that he often tested positive for one or more of the less serious STDs, and it had been almost 3 months since his last test. Nick said that I'd happily take anything that he gave me. I, on the other hand, started worrying about how long it'd take for Evan to tell everyone this latest bit of news. At the beat, a kind of forest or bushland area, lots of trees and privacy, Nick told me to strip off so that I was naked except for my shoes and socks. He put my clothes and phone in his backpack and went back to his car, where he locked my stuff away in his trunk. He led me to a place where guys often fuck and told me to wait there and offer my ass to anyone who came past, and he and Evan went separate ways with the plan to find as many guys as possible and herd them back towards me. I did as I was told, and by the time Nick returned, I had 2 loads of cum in my ass. Nick said I'd been a good boy. Nick had 2 other guys with him and told them that I was tonight's cumdump. Nick looked at one and said "as we discussed, you can go first", and he wasted no time in burying his cock deep inside me. The second guy flopped his dick out in front of my face, and I took the hint and started to suck. The guy in my ass was about average, I think. I didn't really get to focus on it much, but the one in my mouth was long, and had a big set of balls dangling between his legs. It was dark, but I guess he was probably in his 60s or 70s. The man in my ass picked up the pace, and I could tell that he was showing signs of an impending blast, and moments later, that's exactly what happened. He had a forceful blast that I actually felt in my guts, he definitely wasn't a dribbler. Older guy went behind me, and lined his cock up with my hole. Before he pushed in, he looked at Nick and asked "Are you sure this is ok? Is he happy to take my cock without a condom?" Nick said "yeah, of course. In fact, condoms are prohibited from his hole" With that, he applied some pressure. I forced myself to relax, and his cockhead push past my sphincter, followed slowly by the rest of his cock. He fucked slower than the first guy, and after about 10 mins, during which time Evan had returned with another random guy in tow, he asked Nick again if it was cool to cum inside me. Nick told him that I was taking as much cum as possible, and I needed his cum. He kept fucking, and then said "One last chance. I'm about to cum. Should I pull out or shoot my toxic load inside him". Nick - "Push in as deep as you can and breed him" Several deep thrust and loud grunts, with a final balls deep push, and his cock throbbed and released his risky load right where Nick had told him to shoot it. He stayed inside me for what seemed like ages, catching his breath, and, whether he intended to or not, keeping my ass plugged and sealed. When he finally withdrew and left the scene, Evan and his random guy came closer. When the other random guy got close enough to me, I recognized him as the guy who fucked me back when I let another guy make the decision, and whose cum was still inside me when Nick first fucked me. He recognized me too, and said that he had hoped to find me again and get his poz cock back inside my unprotected hole. He asked me who was giving permission tonight, and Nick jumped in and said that he was, and that any poz cock in more than welcome to empty toxic cum inside me. He did exactly that, his cock felt good inside me. He fucked me for a while, edging himself, fucking hard for a bit and then easing off. He explained to Nick and Evan that he wanted to work up a bigger load, and asked if they minded if he fucked for as long as he could. They both agreed that he should do whatever he could to increase the size of his load. They both got their hard cocks out and took turns using my mouth, both wanting to enjoy the situation, but neither wanting to cum in that end. Eventually, the cock in my ass throbbed and throbbed and throbbed while the guy attached to the cock let out something like a mix of a groan, a yell, and a scream, and I was filled up with another load of toxic goo. Nick and Evan exclaimed "Fuck yeah!" almost in unison. After the 4th cock of the evening, my ass was sore and tender. I think I'd had enough cock for the night. I told Nick and Evan that I thought I should stop there. Evan seemed disappointed, as I know he wanted to fuck me. Nick just said "Bullshit. You can stop when I say you can stop" He then asked Evan if he still wanted to fuck me, and Evan said "Of course, my cock needs to blow" and Nick said "Then shove it in, I'm the one who gives permission, not him". Evan was horny and thrust in hard, making me wince. He fucked hard and quick, as if he was worried that Nick would change his mind before he had a chance to cum. After only a few minutes, I had Evan's load added to the mix of cum inside me. Evan pulled out and Nick rammed his cock home, making me wince and yelp. Nick fucked me brutally and said "See what happens if you try to refuse me? There's no way I'm going to let your ass go without fucking you when you have 2 toxic loads in there that need to be massaged in" Thankfully it was a quick fuck, and he sent another batch of swimmers inside me. He pulled out and we all walked back to the car. I was naked, of course, because my clothes were in the car. "Clench and tighten your hole. Don't let any cum escape" Nick demanded.

Part 4: I learnt that the second mystery guy from the blindfolded orgy was our flatmate Chris. Apparently it was only organized as a threesome, but while the first guy was fucking me, Nick heard Chris come home and met him at the door to offer him a chance to fuck me. I only found out because a few days later, Chris was complaining to Nick about being horny, he didn't have enough time to find a hook up before work, and didn't feel like just tossing off. I happened to arrive home just at that moment and Nick said to Chris that the cumdump was back, so he should just fuck me again. "What do you mean, again?" I asked Nick said "shh, no questions. Chris is in a hurry and needs to fuck you. Pants down. Now!" I knew never to disobey Nick, so I did as I was told, Chris lined up his cock, and with a bit of spit, he was inside me. He fucked hard and quick. I guess Nick wasn't lying about him being in a hurry. Even with the faster pace, I recognized the feeling and style from when I was blindfolded, and knew that he'd been the second guy to fuck me. The one who I'd sucked while mystery guy 1 loaded me up, and who then added his load to the mix before Nick enjoyed sloppy thirds. Chris grunted and emptied his balls inside me. He finished getting ready for work and was out the door, but not so quickly that he didn't see Nick taking advantaged of me being loaded up and shoving his cock where Chris' had just been. "You know I can't resist a pre-loaded hole" groaned Nick as he sunk balls deep in one thrust, his large tool stretching me even more than Chris had. While fucking me, I asked him if Chris had been the second mystery guy, and that's when Nick confirmed my suspicions. Nick also instructed me to let Chris fuck me whenever, and where ever too. I know technically this was already covered by Nick's rules, but he wanted to make it clear. I tried to find out who mystery guy 1 was, but Nick is very good at keeping secrets and just told me that I didn't need to know, but that I'd probably find out soon enough anyway. After Nick ejaculated deep inside me, I had to quickly get myself ready to meet a couple of friends for dinner and a movie. When I arrived at the restaurant, Patrick and Evan were already there. I guess I was about 10 mins late. Nick doesn't seem to care if I have plans or not. His dick takes priority. Now, Patrick and Evan were nice guys, both of them also friends with Nick, but unlike Nick, neither of them could keep a secret if their lives depended on it. I think both of them need gossip in the same way that the rest of us need oxygen. Nice guys otherwise though. The main difference between them was that Patrick was quite uptight sexually and very very vanilla. And very judgmental of people who didn't fit his strict moral code. Evan, on the other hand, was as promiscuous as they come and loved to tell everyone about his latest exploits. He didn't know the meaning of the word "discreet" and would take great delight in, for example, pointing out a hot daddy with his wife and kids, and telling us that he'd swallowed that guy's load in a city beat just a few days ago. Patrick would often tell him that he was disgusting, but still seemed to lap up every tidbit and file it away in his memory. Anyway, after we'd ordered, Evan was regaling us with his latest stories, including tricking a safe only guy into taking his cock raw. Patrick was horrified, but still wanted more details, and telling Evan that he should use condoms because he could catch anything with his lifestyle. Evan looked across the table at me and said "well, I'm not the only one here who enjoys a bit of raw fun". I must have looked very confused, because I'm very discreet about my hook ups, and I make sure I never tell Evan anything. Patrick wasn't going to let it rest though "What do you mean?". Evan replied "Look across the table. I fucked him bareback and shot my cum inside him". Patrick looked at me and asked "Really? You let Evan bareback you?" I replied "No, Evan's never fucked me. I don't know what he's talking about" Evan went on "Well, maybe you wouldn't know. You were blindfolded at the time and had ear plugs in. I fucked you, then your flatmate came home and he fucked you. Bare too. Then we left, and I know Nick fucked you immediately afterwards. That's 3 loads in one session, if I'm counting correctly" I just looked at him and said "oh fuck. That was you" I could tell that Patrick was outwardly disgusted at me, but I bet under the surface he was living for this kind of situation. I was pissed off at Nick. I know he was allowed to let anyone fuck me, but he knew that Evan wouldn't be able to keep it a secret. And now that Patrick knew, I bet it would only be a matter of time before our entire friendship group knew that I was a slut and cumdump. I don't remember the rest of the conversation, or even the movie, because my mind was churning over what had happened and how I could protect my reputation, or even if it was possible. We left the cinema, and Nick was waiting for us outside. That was a surprise to me, I thought he had other plans. Patrick, his gossip glands in overdrive, asked him straight away if Evan's story was true. Nick put his arm around my shoulder and said "Yes, this is my new sex toy. Basically a fleshlight for me, and for anyone I want to share him with". Patrick asked if that meant we were in a relationship, but Nick corrected him and said that it was just a sex arrangement. Nick then said "Speaking of sex arrangements, I'm horny and I'm going to head to a beat. I came here first because I want to take my sex toy with me to see how many loads I can get inside him". Patrick was, as expected, aghast, and said "You're not serious are you? He could catch something!" Nick - "I really hope so. That'd be hot. Do you want to come and watch or join in?" Patrick looked like Nick had asked him if he wanted to eat cockroaches, and said that it wasn't his scene, and that he needed to go home. Nick looked at Evan and said "What about you, do you want to fuck him again?" Evan said "Fuck yeah, I'm in!"

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I have all but eliminated using hook up sights. I still use sniffies but I find I am using it less and less. It may make me sound like even more of a whore but I do not like the back and fourth conversation. The beauty in being male is we don’t need conversation to get what we need. An example… last night on my way home I stopped off at the Virgil Gilman trail to see if there was any action. I just had backed in and a car pulled up next to me. A black man got out walked down the trail about 100 feet and turned and walked into the woods. I quickly followed. He pulled out his massive and beautiful cock and I assumed the first of two fag poses and got on my knees to suck him. Without speaking he rubbed his hand down my back. To me this is indication for me to get into fag pose number two which is stand, turn around and present my pussy. I did and he pulled lube from his pocket and lubed his massive cock and went to town breeding me. When he finished I pulled my pants up. He pulled his up and we walked out of the woods. Never speaking to each other other at all. This works much better for me than being on an app trying to something up.

My hairy hole with my fuckbud's load dripping out.

Before and after taking 4 anon loads at the gloryholes

Hairy, unwashed please

Part 2 Summer is over. It's November. Matt got tested twice since the hookup with "geek chic." Matt dated a guy named Alexander for a couple months, but they broke it off. Alexander is a great guy but a bad fuck. Alexander has a 6" cock. Dutifully, Alexander wraps it up every time they fucked. Matt has run into "geek chic" at the EDM bar a few times. Matt likes "geek chic" and feels like they shared something special - Matt's first bareback sex. When Matt sees "geek chic," they chat. Sometimes they dance together. They often kiss. Matt even sucked "geek chic" off in an alley one night. "Geek chic" doesn't want to fuck Matt again though. Matt has had sex with a couple other guys since he and Alexander broke off their fling. Each time Matt or the other guy wrapped their cock. Matt has not had bareback sex again. He'd like to get a boyfriend so they can do it bareback. Matt and Alexander still hang out together when they see each other at the bar. Tonight Alexander is out with his group of friends and his best friend from college. The college best friend, named Bill, is hot. He's 6', has brown hair, and works out. Matt sees the group and comes over to say hi for a bit. Matt is attracted to Bill, but feels conflicted because it's Alexander's best friend. Instead of flirting with Bill, Matt goes off to see another group of friends. As the night continues, Bill and Matt run into each other a couple times. Bill hits on Matt each time. Matt tries to shrug it off, but Bill is persistent. Matt wants to explain to Bill that he finds him attractive, but doesn't want to mess up friendships, etc. Matt also doesn't want Alexander or his friends to see Bill and Matt talking at the bar and get the wrong idea. Matt asks Bill to take a walk outside. Bill agrees. Matt makes sure they both get hand stamps before they leave so they can re-enter the bar. Matt and Bill walk toward the river - it's only a couple blocks from the bar. Matt is telling Bill that he doesn't want to mess things up with Alexander because they are friends now. Bill agrees. Bill loves Alexander. Bill doesn't want to mess things up either. Standing in a park area along the river, it's chilly so Bill is hugging Matt from behind. Bill and Matt are still talking, but Bill is clearly hard and his cock is pressed against Matt's ass. Matt says, "Your cock is hard. I can feel it." Bill says, "That's because your hot. Also, Alexander told us what a hot fuck you are and that you have a big cock. I'm horny to see it." Matt says, "We shouldn't because Alexander....." Bill kisses Matt. Matt kisses Bill back. Bill feels Matt's 7.5" cock getting hard. Bill rubs Matt's cock through his jeans. Bill says, "Get your cock out." Matt let's Bill undo his jeans. Matt takes his cock out. Bill plays with Matt's cock and strokes it. The two of them get closer to the trees along the river. Matt gets Bill's cock out and sucks it. Bill leans against a tree and says, "Suck my cock sexy Matt." Matt sucks Bill's cock and uses his hands on his own cock and on Bill's. It's not the first time Matt has sucked cock in this park. Matt thinks it's hot and naughty to suck cock in public. Matt sucks Bill's cock and licks his balls. Bill stands Matt up and returns the favor, sucking Matt's cock. Matt feels Bill finger his ass with spit covered fingers as Bill is sucking his cock. The fingers are a little dry. Matt gets a lube packet he picked up from the bar and gives it to Bill. Matt says, "Use some lube on your fingers. The spit isn't enough. It kinda hurts." Bill apologizes. Puts the lube on his fingers and turns Matt around. Matt is looking out at the water as Bill fingers his ass and strokes his cock. Matt is mesmerized by the scene. It's so amazing to be this free. Bill keeps applying lube to Matt's ass and his fingers. Matt's ass is wet after 10 minutes of fingering. Bill has three fingers in Matt already. Bill thinks Matt is open enough for his cock. Bill puts some lube on his cock. Bill bends Matt over some and lines up his bare cock with Matt's hole. Bill pushes into Matt's ass. Matt winces at first, but he's no virgin. Bill's cock slips in fairly easily. Matt enjoys getting fucked. He loves that Bill slipped inside him without much pain or friction. Matt pushes back on Bill's cock. Bill takes the hint and starts fucking Matt. Matt is moaning softly. He can hear their skin slapping together as Bill fucks him. Matt likes that sound. That sound means a man is behind him fucking him. He can feel the cock sliding in and out of him and hear his own moans. Matt loves this fuck. Bill says, "You like my cock in you slut? All that talk of wanting to be friends with Alexander, but here we are and my cock is fucking you. You love getting fucked don't you, slut?" Matt moans and says, "Yes keep fucking me. It feels so fucking good." Bill's cock slides in and out of Matt's ass. Bill says, "Alexander never said he fucked you bareback. I guess he kept one of your secrets." Matt confused says, "Alexander never fucked me bareback. Why would you say that?" Bill says, "Because you are riding my cock bareback right now." Bill keeps fucking Matt. Matt says, "You are?" Bill responds, "Yeah you only gave me lube packets. Never gave me a condom." Matt is moaning as Bill's cock is sliding in and out of his ass. Matt says, "Oh fuck. No wonder your cock feels so good. Just keep fucking me." Bill grabs Matt hips and bends Matt forward more. Matt starts stroking his cock. Matt loves this bare cock inside him. It feels so good. Bill's fuck is getting faster and the strokes are shorter. Bill is moaning now. Matt knows Bill is close to cumming. Bill says, "I'm close. Can I cum inside you?" Matt says, "Yes. Cum in me." Bill bites his lip to keep from screaming and blows his load in Matt's ass. Matt feels the warmth in his ass. Matt knows Bill just came inside him. Matt is so turned on that he cums in his hand and on the ground. Bill and Matt recover, pull their pants up, clean up a bit and kiss some more. They go back to the bar together. Alexander is mad. He knows they left together, but then when Matt and Bill say they just took a walk; Alexander calms down. Alexander says, "I guess if y'all had fucked you'd have to be total sluts to come back to the bar afterwards." All Alexander's friends laugh, as do Matt and Bill. When the bar is closing, it's clear that Bill and Matt want to hook up. Alexander tells them to have fun. Bill and Matt go back to Matt's apartment. As they are about to fuck again, Bill says "We already fucked bareback. Do we need to use a condom now?" Matt blushes and says, "I guess since you already came inside me, we can just fuck bareback." Bill says, "You mean you want me to breed you again?" Matt says, "What's breeding?" Bill says, "It's when the top cums inside the bottom without a condom." Matt says, "Yes I want you to breed me. That felt so amazing." Bill fucked Matt five more times that night and the next morning. Matt was begging for cum by the last time they fucked. Bill left for the airport the next day. Matt kept Bill's cum inside him and stayed in bed. Matt thought, "That was a great fuck but I can't believe I let another hookup fuck me bareback so easily. I really need to be better about this safe sex stuff."