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Me, my bro, and few of our fuck buds got invited to an orgy....we arrived and was met by the host...nice guy and we could see from the foyer that the action had started in the living room...we all said to each other, as we left a tip in the donate jar and started to get undress, that we could tell it was gonna be a good night of fucking,ff, and sucking... .until the host and answered the door and loudly said to the guys at the door, " Nope...you two are fat and ugly, and certainly do not meet my standards!" I saw the guys...yeah, not drop dead gorgeous models or bodybuilders but, decent guys...I immediately starting putting my clothes back on, as the host slammed the door on them! Told my bro and my buds that we are outta here! The host came up to me as I was pulling my t shirt back over my head and started to rub my bare butt! I jerked away immediately and said loudly "don't even think about it!" He said what? I told him that he was an asshole because of the way he reacted to the guys and the door! I said even if they didn't meet his type..they could have been somebody else's type and handled that totally devoid of kindness and respect! I quickly pulled up my shorts and put on flip flops, as the host got defensive and said my party and my rules! As we walked out, my Bro responded and said, Dude your party and your rules don't meet our fucking standards! I gave him a wicked smirk and our fuck buds flipped him off...he just stood at the door with slack jaw and dejected look...I turned around and said, " Dude, our world is judged by homophobic assholes and we don't need our own throwing stone at our fellow brothers....empathy is a fucking hot turn on! We proceeded to stop at a local gay bar to grab some beers and ran into the couple that the asshole had rejected...We immediately said to them that we told the host off and left his orgy... One of the guys actually broke down crying saying that he had lost weight and really worked hard on his self esteem this past year and this orgy was gonna be a stepping stone for him with his new found confidence and reentry back into, his words, a cruel world of mean gays... my bro hugged him hard and I told him that regardless of what happened tonight and that no matter how he looked he would always be a better man then that asshole at the door... ...we all sat for awhile and drank our beers and chatted..eventually getting him and his boyfriend laughing... after we all started feeling a buzz...I said "well guys, let's head back to my place and fuck!" So we had our own orgy with a new friends the center of attention!... As I was fucking my new friend, he whispered in my ear that that a guy like me with a firm ass was fucking him was only a fantasy to the version of him a few years ago....I told him the truth and whispered back that I've been with all types of guys and I can honestly say I probably fucked your earlier version too..cause I've learned that that the ones that might not be the same type as me or my typical type are usally really fun good fucks! I then kissed him said it's the soul that counts ....if it's good and then guy with soul may be a really great fuck but, if that soul is bad, like the asshole at the door...it ain't gonna happen! As we all ate breakfast that morning, our new friends said that they are so happy that they met us and felt good! My Bro said that they are now part of our pack and we all exchanged numbers... I kissed my new friend goodbye and as they proceeded out the door..a good gym friend of mine, who is hot as hell, was coming up the stairs to my door and started to laugh and said "I know what type of party I sadly missed seeing all these studs leaving "justaholeff's" apartment ! He then proceeded to slap my new friend on the ass and said,"next time? " I introduced them and said, in particular, my new friend, here, is beautiful inside and out and knows how to have a great fuck! We all laughed and I winked at my new friend, that was blushing from the flirting from my friend of a gym greek gods body and my compliment...He responded as they went down the stairs with very confident "fucking right!"

Apologies for the delay everyone. My travel is done and I've been able to make the time to finish part 3. I have one more chapter I want to write to conclude this story after this. +++ Part 3 We waited another day to make sure this is what Joey wanted. I did not want him blaming me for this. Sure I had been manipulating him towards this the whole time, but he was independent enough that I knew if he felt like this was his decision and I hadn’t pressured him into it, that he would internalize it as his independent decision. So the following day, we made a video of him standing in the bathroom with his bottle of PrEP. Joey looked into the camera, “Hey all you hot poz daddies. My name is Joey and I am a cumdump. For awhile now I’ve been taking loads and relying on PrEP to keep me from getting infected. Well, I’m finally ready to embrace my destiny.” He opened the bottle and poured the contents into the toilet then flushed it. He turned back to the camera, “This is my choice and I am now canceling my online prescription.” He pulled out his phone, which was preloaded to the cancellation page of online PrEP service. He pressed the cancel button, then put a finger over his identifying information and turned the phone back to the camera. I moved in for a close up and showed the confirmation that the prescription had been canceled. I panned back out as Joey lowered his phone. He smiled at the camera, “So which of you hot daddies wants to breed me with their toxic cum and get me pregnant with your viral babies.” I stopped the recording. “Perfect. Fuck that was so hot,” I said. Joey saw that I was hard and my cock was tenting out my sweatpants. Without saying anything he dropped to his knees, lowered my sweatpants, and started sucking my cock. I was so turned on that I came quickly, which was rare for me, especially from just a blowjob. I took the video and logged into BBRTS and sent it to the guys that had said they would take med holidays in order to give Joey a toxic load if he ever stopped PrEP. Several backed up but quite a few promised they would stop their meds and to give them a few weeks. I also hit Ray up and let him know that Joey had stopped his PrEP and sent him the video as well. He pinged me right back and said he had actually stopped after his first hook up with Joey and the poz roleplay scene we had arranged. We scheduled an all day session for ten days out, figuring that would be enough time for the PrEP that was in Joey’s system still to clear itself. We didn’t really have many hookups that week as most of the guys we were really interested in wanted to wait until they had a higher viral load or for Joey’s PrEP had worn off. So we entertained ourselves by watching bareback cum dump porn, unfortunately there isn’t enough of it that is focused on vocal conversion dirty talk, so we did it ourselves. I’d fuck his ass with a dildo while we watched a muscle jock like him getting fucked raw as I said how hot it would be for him to be taking raw loads like that from poz tops and getting toxic load after toxic load. Fortunately we had enough guys claiming to be poz tops to host a gangbang on the Saturday after Joey’s PrEP would be worn off. We had five guys lined up that wanted to help convert my little muscle stud. Ray was one of the five. He was scheduled to be the first top to breed Joey’s unprotected boy cunt. I had loosened Joey’s hole up by roughly fucking it with one of our dildos and my fingers. I hadn’t trimmed my nails and while I wasn’t intentionally cutting him, I was not gentle. I wanted his hole to be juicy and receptive not bloody as Joey had a thing about blood. Joey was tied up in the sling waiting for Ray when he arrived. Ray quickly stripped down after entering the room. It didn’t take him long to get hard as he soaked up the sight of my young muscle jock stud of a husband tied up, his ass exposed, waiting to get his vulnerable hole flooded with toxic cum. He didn’t say anything as he slowly jacked his cock. I spoke up, “Joey, this is going to be your first known poz fuck now that you’ve stopped your PrEP. You need to let this man know, you are ready, that you want, I want to hear you beg this man for poz cum, beg him to bred your neg cunt and poz you.” Joey glanced at me and then at Ray, who he had never seen before even though the man had been one of the catalysts for Joey accepting that he wanted to be a bug chaser. “Please Sir, fuck my neg ass and give me your toxic load. I want you to poz me and make me pregnant with your viral babies,” he begged as he looked at Ray’s now hard cock. Ray grunted, not yet wanting to give Joey the chance to recognize him. He stepped forward and sunk his poz cock to the hilt in Joey’s ass in one hard thrust. Joey gasped at the rough intrusion. He quickly started moaning though as Ray started pumping in and out of Joey’s vulnerable asshole. “Yes, oh yes, please Sir, harder, give it to me, infect me, ruin me, give me your virus Sir,” begged Joey as Ray fucked him. I was harder than I could ever remember. It was finally happening, this safe sex only closeted jock muscle stud I had courted was not begging for a poz top’s seed as he was getting fucked raw by someone he that as far as he knew he had never met before. “Yeah Joey, you look so hot right now,” I said, “I love having a fucking no loads refused husband that is begging for a toxic load, I love you so much.” Ray could no longer stay silent, “Fuck yeah Boy, I knew when I fucked you before that you couldn’t stay on PrEP forever after you begged for my toxic load last time.” Joey’s eyes went wide when recognized the voice and the admission that Ray had been the top that helped him accept that he preferred poz loads over unknown cum. “Fuck me Sir, thank you for trying to me poz me last time. I can’t wait to take your virus into me now that I’m off PrEP. Breed me! Give me your load!,” he yelled as Ray was slamming into him. All of this was too much for Ray as he gave a grunt and then pulled Joey’s hips back against him as he started to breed my boy. “Fuck here it comes slut, going to infect you, knock you up with my poz babies, charge you and and change you forever,” he said as made small thrusts as his balls twitched and his cock pulsed, injecting his poison cum into Joey’s muscular ass. Joey was just chanting “Yes, Yes, Yes,” as he took the charged load. Untouched and unannounced neg cum started shooting out of Joey’s hard cock as he was bred. I was close to cumming but I stopped playing with my cock as I didn’t want to cum yet, we had several more tops scheduled to visit today and I wanted to edge through the day so I would still be hard and ready to fuck my Boy’s poz cum filled hole at the end. Ray left his cock buried in Joey’s ass, keeping the cum pushed deep. He reached down and scooped up Joey’s cum with hand and brought it to the boy’s mouth. “Here boy, taste one of your last neg loads. After today you are going to infect and no longer shooting blanks. Your cum will be toxic and you’ll feel the virus calling you to spread it to others.” After they had both recovered from their orgasms, Ray pulled out and I rushed over with a butt plug to keep Ray’s cum inside Joey’s ass. I thanked Ray and escorted him to the living room. I had already arranged for him to be the first and last high-viral load breeder to fuck Joey today. So he was going to hang and recover as the other guys used my husband. I did get on my knees and suck his poz cum, lube, and Joey’s ass juices off his cock. We were interrupted by a knock on the door as the next guy arrived for Joey’s conversion pump and dump. I opened the door and gave a nod, “Follow me, the little muscle stud chaser is tied up in sling in our playroom.” The guy whose name I didn’t know, just his online handle of ‘ToxicGifter123’ followed me. He didn’t bother stripping, but instead just unzipped his pants and pulled his thick cock out of his pants and approached Joey’s head. “Going to rape your throat first before I give you my gift,” he said as he grabbed Joey’s head and turned it so he could thrust his cock into Joey’s mouth. He skull fucked Joey for a few minutes, his precum being thrust forcefully into Joey’s throat as Joey gagged and almost vomited from the rough throat fucking. “Yeah, you’re just a stupid faggot whose purpose in life is to be used by real men,” he growled. Eventually he was ready to fuck and breed Joey, so he pulled out and moved into position. He pulled out the butt plug and held it out to me, “Here Daddy, clean your Boy’s plug as I fuck that load into him and add my own ever more toxic cum to this bitch’s cunt.” I sucked Ray’s cum off the plug as I watched captivated as probably the thickest cock that Joey had ever taken pushed into his ass. Joey whined, “It’s too thick.” “Shut up you worthless cumdump, you will take it and you will thank me for bothering to impregnate you with my HIV babies,” said the man as he reached out and slapped Joey across the face. “Yes Sir, sorry Sir,” responded Joey. My boy had come a long way and it was clear he was fully embracing his role as a bug chasing cumdump. For all his talk, ToxicGifter123 did not last as long as Ray, although he certainly gave my boy a hard dicking. As he got close he made Joey beg for his load, to beg to infect him, which Joey did with enthusiasm. Joey’s cock had regained its hardness during the rough fuck, but he wasn’t ready to cum again. ToxicGifter123 shouted out as he came, “Take that toxic load bitch, feel my cum penetrate you and knock you up.” As with Ray, Joey was happily shout out “Yes, Yes Sir, gift me,” as he took the anonymous man’s high viral load cum. Again after he came and pulled out, I shoved the plug back into Joey’s sloppy cunt. It went in much easier this time as the man’s thick cock had Joey’s asshole gaping. I made sure to use the plug to scoop and shove the cum that was leaking out back into his abused hole. I showed the man out then returned to the playroom and untied Joey, letting him stretch and readjust. I brought him a bottle of water as well. “How you doing baby?” I asked. “I’m doing good,” he replied. I sensed a bit of sheepishness on his part though. I reached down and ran my hand through his sweaty hair and down his wet face, then gently gripped his chin. “You are so fucking sexy. Seeing you be a horny little cum dump slut begging for loads is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I love you so much,” I said then leaned down and kissed him. I pressed my tongue into his mouth and ravaged him, dominating the kiss. When I broke the kiss he looked up at me and smiled, “Thank you Daddy, I’ve the luckiest Boy in the world to have you.” My cock was hard and I almost abandoned the plan and fucked him right then and there but our moment was interrupted by a knock on the door. I quickly started re-securing Joey to the sling as I yelled out, “Ray, can you let the next guy in while I tie Joey back up?” “Sure,” yelled Ray from the living room. A moment later Ray, still naked and semi-hard, led the next breeder into the playroom. He pointed to Joey and said, “Here you go, give this slut what he needs,” to the man next to him. This guy and the next were more of the same. They were very verbal and threw some hard fucks into my boy. It seemed that this conversion party was bringing out the verbal top pig in all the men. After the fourth man left I asked Ray if he was ready to give Joey another load. “Sure, your boy needs one more load,” he said as we walked into the playroom. Joey seemed to be laying there in a state of bliss as he four toxic loads trapped in his ass by the plug. Ray and went over and ran our hands over Joey. His naked muscular body was covered in sweat and lube. I pulled out the plug and licked in clean. I expected Ray, who was hard again, to fuck Joey, but instead Ray grabbed my cock and gave it a few strokes. “I want see you fuck your Boy’s sloppy toxic hole,” he said as he pulled my cock towards Joey’s dripping hole. I was so turned on that I couldn’t say no. I sank my cock into the toxic cum filled tunnel of my husband’s ass. I started slowly thrusting in and out, as I stood between Joey’s legs which were on either side of me in the sling’s stirrups. “Oh fuck Joey, your cum filled cunt feels so good on my cock,” I moaned. I heard some noise behind me but didn’t pay it any attention until I felt Ray pressing up behind me. His arms reached around from behind me and he grabbed Joey’s thighs. I was trapped between Ray and Joey. I could feel Ray’s cock which was lubed up sliding up and down my crack as I fucked Joey. “I think its only fair that Daddy here take at least one toxic load today. What do you think Joey, you want to see your Daddy here get my gift, just like you did?” Joey looked up at me. I’m sure he saw the mix of desire and fear in my eyes. “Yes, I want to see you infect my Daddy as he gives me one of his last negative loads,” said Joey, smiling at me. I had stopped fucking as they talked. I don’t know if it was because I wanted to stop, or if I was just unknowingly giving Ray the opportunity to line his cock up, but I soon felt Ray’s cock pushing into my ass and spreading my asshole open as it gave into his raw HIV positive cock. It had been awhile since I had been fucked, so it was not a pleasant experience as he initially penetrated me. My own cock got soft. Once he was fully buried in my ass, Ray stopped and let me get used his cock. I looked down and saw Joey smiling up and me with a look of absolute love and joy. His cock was hard. I smiled at him and reached down and stroked his cock. “I’d never ask you to do anything I wouldn’t do myself my love,” I said. As the pain of the initial penetration passed, my cock started to get hard again and I was able to reinsert it into Joey. I resumed fucking the four toxic loads into my husband, but my thrusts were causing Ray’s cock to slide in and out of my own ass. Having edged all day, it didn’t take me long until I blasted Joey’s ass with my own negative load. Once I had cum, Ray took over and started pounding my ass hard, pushing me into Joey. I bent forward and started kissing Joey as Ray ravaged my ass. “Okay Daddy, you know what you need to do, just like your Boy,” growled Ray into my ear. “Please Sir, give me that toxic load, bred my ass, knock me up, gift me Sir,” I begged. “Fuck yeah, welcome to club bitch,” he said as grabbed my hips and pulled me back against him as he started shooting his cum into my ass, breeding me with high viral load cum. We took a few minutes to recover then Ray got dressed again and I showed him to the door. I returned to the playroom and untied Joey. As soon as he was free he went over to the table and grabbed the butt plug. Without saying a word I turned around and presented him my ass. He slide the plug in then we hugged and made out for what seemed like an hour as I probed his abused sloppy ass with my fingers. Eventually we went upstairs to the bed room and lay cuddling on the bed as we basked in the afterglow of the hottest sex either of us had ever experienced. Later that evening, I held his head and stared into his eyes and said, “You know, we can go get PEP tomorrow if you are having any regrets.” “I know, but I’d rather we get up tomorrow morning and drive into the City to see how many random loads I can take from strangers at the bathhouse,” said Joey smiling at me. “That sounds much better baby,” I said.

Thank you again for your nice comments and patience. We went back to making dinner. I bent down and licked the precum I had leaked on the floor which was more than I thought. We finally sat down and ate dinner. It was difficult sitting with the plug up my ass. "You will get used to the feel of the plug in your pussy" he said smiling "It feels a bit uncomfortable and its right against my prostate" I said. My cock was also hard and leaking. He looked over and grabbed my cock and gave it a few tugs. I moaned and pushed towards his hand. Then he wiped my cock of all the precum and stuck it in my fingers and I licked it clean. We ate dinner and talked about work and maybe taking a vacation together after I get knocked up. I started to get used to the plug while sitting down but it did keep me aroused. Also walking aroused also started to feel good to me. We finished eating dinner and I cleaned the kitchen while Rick went to go relax on the couch and watch TV. When I was done I joined him on the couch and we watched TV. I moved around a bit to find a comfortable position with the plug in me. Sitting a little on my side helped. It had been a long day and as we were watching TV I fell asleep. I started to feel wet on my leg and then woke up. Rick was playing with the butt plug teasing my hole and my cock was leaking a lot of precum. Without saying a word, he pulled down my shorts and pulled out the plug and rammed his hard cock into me. I yelled as his thrust was hard and his cock had no lube. Once it got in I still had his cum in my hole. "Fuck your pussy is so wet boy and tight. Its squeezing my cock pulling me in. Its hungry for Daddy's cock isn't it baby" he said I moaned as he started to fuck me and hit me in those right spots. "Yes Daddy my pussy is hungry for your huge cock and it wants your charged cream" I moaned pushing my ass back on his stick. He started to pound me in that position with me partially on my side. I touched my cock and he hit my hand away. "Don't touch your little cock. Your cunt is all that matters" he said pounding his meat deep into my stomach. He kept fucking me hard. At the angle and what way I was laying I swear I felt him in my stomach. There was no kissing, no touching no making out, this was just him fucking me and impregnating me with his seed. I started to feel that warmth in my hole and started to cum hard. I shot all over the couch and could feel my ass convulse. "Fuck your cunt is squeezing my cock....Ohhhh yeah boy milk it. Drain all my POZ nut honey. Use your cunt for Daddy" he moaned still fucking me. After about another 5 minutes of slow pumping he finally pulled out put in my mouth to clean him up and then he stuck the plug back in my ass. "This always belongs in your pussy, understand" he said "Yes Daddy" I said. I licked up all my cum on the couch. We both brushed out teeth and went to bed. He gave me a kiss and then turned over and was snoring right away. I had more of his cum in me. I was happy.

Man, I took a great dick yesterday from a buddy I havent seen in six years because he joined the military. Cowboy type....when he came over and mounted me, he said do ya remember me bro...we fucked and then i remembered, wow the military turned this guy into a dynamo stud....he nailed me good and wants to come back for my ass to breed again!

My top was in rare form today, Its been about a week since our last meet up where its a regular quicky before work, i get a text "you free?" i always reply "yup ill be there in half hour" Weve been hooking up once a week for the last 2 months regularly and its the usual come im, find him on the couch bottomless, i blow him until hes rock hard, he bends me over, pounds away for 10 mins, cums and i leave. Today though was different and I kinda dig it. I get a text, "you free?" I reply "yup" He says "make sure youre good and clean i really need to eat that ass and im horny af" I reply "i got you" Normally i shower, clean out and toy myself so im nice and lubed up for him but today i just did my normal clean out toyed a bit but made sure i was 100% ready to have my hole ate. I drive over and let him know im there. Normal thing, doors unlocked and hes bottomless in his livingroom. I get down and start blowing him and he must be really horny because hes rock hard and leaking tons of delicous pre cum. He gets up and is standing above me grabbing my face and gently face fucking me which is our first new bit and hes hitting the back of my throat with ease and making me gag on his cock. he looks down and says "drool for me" i am... another 5 minutes of this goes by with him pulling out his cock and slapping it on my face (also new) he tells me get my face down. i bend over on the couch and he gets behind me and sticks his warm wet tongue in my ass. he grabs my ass and is just mushing it into his face. im moaning so loud he must be into it because he gets up and instead of mounting me smacks my ass and tells me cmon we are going to the bedroom. Total first here its usually a quick 10 to 15 minute quicky and here we are at least 30 minutes in and ive never seen his bedroom. he opens the door and its pink... oh he has a girlfriend... makes sense now... Hes behind me, kisses the back of my neck and shoves something in my mouth then pushes me face down in the bed. Im assuming its his girlfriends underwear. cant think straight hes back to tongueing me down and fingering my hole. at this point um leaking pre cum and hes jerking me. he wipes my precum on his cock and starts jerking then stops gets up and lines up. he spits on my hole then teases me popping the head in and out. i cant even moan load because his gfs underwear is in my mouth and im just in absolute heaven. all of the sudden he gets one good swipe in and balls deep. I pop my head up in surprise but he pushes it back down and keeps himself deep until my hole opens up for him (hes not small hes about 8 1/2 to 9 and thick with a fantastic mushroom head, my favorite bbc ive ever had. after a few seconds i manage to get her underwear out of my mouth and tell him please fuck me hard. without missing a beat hes pulling out til i feel the base of his flared head about to pop out then back deep again. i shut up and enjoy the thrusting. our normal fucks he usually lasts about 5 minutes and is ready to cum. today not sure again what came over him but he would go hard to soft to long strokes to shallow to pulling out teasing me he was just enjoying himself. At one point he said im going to breed you like the bitch you are flip over. he then grabs his gfs pillow (big pink fluffy one) and puts it under my lower back... he wants me in missionary. i oblige and he pops right in and goes to work. hes holding my ankles spread wide and im just enjoing feeling his balls slap against my ass. im in absolute heaven right now. he says hes getting close and then closes my legs and puts them over his shoulders. hes plowing deep and hard. im moaning and my mouth is open eyes rolling back he spits in my mouth then outo f no where makes out with me. im in awe weve never done anything like this and the second i can think is this happening i feel him stop deep and throb. hes cumming while moaning and tongueing my mouth. ho lee shit. he pulls out and i feel my hole just open and leaking he grabs the back of my head and lifts me up with him. im down to my knees cleaning him off and hes squeezing every last bit of cum into my mouth. i get up and he says hes into a lot more and well be getting together again real soon.

Checked on sniffies the local group sex, and every goddamn one is a bottom taking loads, no kissing, no sucking, no rimming, no playing with others, just a guy in a bed waiting for guys to fuck him and leave. Then I used a fakrGPS to check other cities and it's fukn everywhere. what the hell happened to orgies, you know sex. Man, every year it gets worse and worse.

Chapter 18 - The Second Encounter "Not bad, not bad at all." The Bull savoured the taste of his cognac as he watched the screen in the meeting room. "You mean your liquor or my little faggot in there," asked Jerome. "Oh I know that my brandy is good," said the Bull, "no surprises there but with one of these faggy femboi types you never can be sure until they've had their guts painted with Poz seed." "Until they know its too late to turn back." Jerome nodded and took another drink from his own expensive vintage spirit. "Quite the pretty boi isn't he." It was now quite clear that the Bull's attention was on the screen's images rather than a mere drink. "He knows it," confirmed Jordyn's owner, "and he's real proud of it too. Well you know what they say - pride comes before a fall." With that Jerome signalled to the next group. The ten men had been waiting impatiently and lost no time in heading for the door. They had plans for a certain little faggot. *** Jordyn remained splayed over the sofa's back, his fresh pale skin contrasting with the well-used black leather of the furniture. It wasn't an entirely natural position but Jordyn didn't want to move. He felt the after effects of the roughing up that the street men had given him - the slight fatigue and the tenderness in his body - but that wasn't what had his attention and his imagination. He had been fucked! He thought he could still feel the man's hands on his hips, the man's seed in his hole, the man's cock opening him up in an initially uncomfortable but nonetheless wonderful way. He remembered the pain and the fullness but most of all he remembered the moment when the man had cum inside his tight little hole. The most important moment of his life. It wasn't just that it proved to others who he was - it had also proved it to himself. Jordyn Myers didn't have to fantasize about being BoiFagBarbie any more - now Jordyn WAS BoiFagBarbie. If he had any doubts the seed leaking from his hole onto his thighs removed them. It was wonderful - the best moment of his entire, previously unfulfilled and whitebread, life. He wanted to just stay there and luxuriate in the feeling for all eternity. However, this event hadn't been planned and arranged for the benefit of a dreamy little faggot. There were men that needed satisfying and ten more of them were about to come through the door. Men perfectly selected for just what they could bring to the party. Jerome, the boy's owner, was an artist in such things. He had spent years in the sexual underground of the city. The adult book stores, the saunas, the very private clubs and the distinctly public cruising locations. He knew them all and he knew the men who frequented them. He had a talent for selecting men with the right equipment, the right attitudes and the right desires. Status didn't need to be discussed with these men. Most had ink that didn't leave much doubt. All were active in a scene where condoms were as rare as the proverbial honest lawyer. They were all men of experience, men who had been on the scene long enough to be reliable or, at least, reliably unreliable. Most of this group of men, as with the last group, were probably on meds but that didn't matter - their role tonight and their pleasures didn't relate to that. As the door crashed open Jordyn tried to lift himself off the sofa. He managed it but he felt the fatigue in his limbs, the result of all that carefully judged treatment by the first group to use him. He felt a little weird as he stood up - partly dizziness but also maybe something to do with all that cum he had swallowed. He was just regaining his equilibrium when the first two men reached him. A boot hooked round his naked ankle and allied with a rough hand at the base of his neck Jordyn was forced back over the sofa. The flat of a hand dealt him a stunning blow on the back of his head but he still felt fingers at his hole, exploring the evidence of what he had done. The fingers weren't gentle. "Dirty little fag has got himself bred. Looks like that writing on his back is right. Kinda cool that we all qualify." Jordyn remembered what Clyde the tattoo artist had written there - in ink slightly faded but still very legible. 'FRESH BOI PUSSY VIRGIN UNTIL BAREBACK ONLY POZ CUM ONLY.' "I'll put that fucker right," said a man and Jerome felt something on his back. As he heard the laughter and jeers of the men around him he knew what the amendment had been. The second line had been crossed out. He felt a little rush of pleasure and pride. "Can't have a little cumdump like this pretending to be no virgin." The man in front of Jordyn was in his early forties, powerfully built with short dark hair and a beard. "Still he's real pretty for a whore." The man clamped his hand over Jordyn's face covering the femboy's nose and mouth. Jordyn felt the warmth emanating from that hand, the smell of engine oil just apparent on it seemed to merge into the man's essential masculinity. He had no desire to resist, even if there had been a point, but he still needed to breathe. He had to open his mouth wide and try to gain some oxygen but as soon as he did so the man moved his hand. Freeing Jordyn's nose but pushing four fingers into his mouth. Now there was the taste of him - masculine, experienced and dominant. Jordyn knew that he could bite those fingers but the very idea was ridiculous. He was here to serve, to please these men, to be their plaything and their toy. Even as the hand pushed in further, stretching his mouth so that the meaty fist could slide inside. Jordyn felt the man's other hand grasp his hair and hold him in place. The man worked his fist in Jordyn's mouth a little making the femboy gag and groan but all that came out were animalistic noises. There was laughter and the man withdrew his fist leaving the boi gasping and spitting out long strings of drool from his mouth. The bearded man showed Jordyn his hand, wet with saliva, then used it to slap the femboy hard across the face. "Pretty or not - a dumb little faggot whore is all you are ain't it boy." Jordyn felt the burning sting in his cheek, felt the blood rushing to his face in reaction and excitement and shame. "Yes sir - treat me like a worthless little whore." The words ran into themselves in his desperation to express how he felt. "Tongue out," snarled the man before looking at the men around him and the boy. "Ain't no-one fucking this useless boi cunt yet?" Jordyn put his tongue out and felt the man lay his fingers upon it. A moment and then the hand was in his mouth again. Filling him and blocking off his air passages. Making him gag and cough even as he felt the warmth and weight of a body behind him, a cock finding and exploring his hole. The bearded man was holding Jordyn's hair again, keeping his head right where the man wanted it, but now other hands were holding him too. Making sure he was going nowhere. The man behind him pushed but the boy was just a little too tight. Once again the fist came out of Jordyn's mouth and opened its fingers, came down on the boy's face with a sharp slap. Jordyn coughed and gasped and spat out thick drool. The bearded man had collected some of the saliva and spread it on his big hard cock. "Switch," he muttered. "You are giving up that fucking hole faggot and you best relax or this thing will rip you apart." Jordyn knew there would be no little bottle this time. No lube either except for his own drool and that poz load already in his hole. He tried to get himself in the zone, to relax his whole self even in the midst of such stimulation and excitement. 'I was born for this, I was born for this, I was born for this....' The mantra ran through his mind as he felt himself carried down onto the sofa itself and turned over. Hands dragging him to one end so that his head hung down against the leather. More strong hands grasped his thighs and held his legs up and apart. Men were talking but Jordyn couldn't grasp or understand their words. He didn't try to look either - his whole self was invested in relaxing, in giving himself, in repeating those five words. "I was born for this, I was born for this, I was born for this..." He fought the inclination to tense up, kept repeating those words as a foreign body pressed against him and entered him. His second man, his second cock. Again a mixture of pain and stimulation and a feeling of utter fulfilment. He was born for this - born for men to fuck and seed and ruin. The cock inside him was moving now, each insistent thrust opening him up that little bit more. Another big cock appeared in front of his face and tapped at it. Jordyn knew what was required of him and opened his mouth. A hand clamped onto his throat and held him there, his head back against the leather, his mouth open. The cock was thrust into his mouth, repeatedly thrust hard so that it pounded the back of Jordyn's throat. The surrounding men laughed and cheered as the boy's eyes opened wide and his cheeks grew red. His boi pussy was taking a real pounding now but they knew the faggot's attention was on trying to get air despite the cock filling his mouth and the hand clasping his throat. These men knew their business. At the moment the boy seemed about to break the cocks would be withdrawn from his holes and the men would move round. Leaving Jordyn just enough time to gasp in air, his boi cunt just enough time to recover, before the next man took his turn. Time was not an issue, the boy's preferences were not an issue. Each of the men enjoyed his turn in the boy's mouth and each fucked that tight hole. Only after he had made the full circuit, his face covered with his own drool, was the young man dragged off the sofa and put onto his knees with the men around him, their strong hands working their hard cocks. Cocks that now demanded a further sacrifice. Jordyn could only kneel there and look up at them, gaze in admiration at their wonderful hard cocks. His own hand dropped down but touched only the metal of his cage. Once again he understood how wise Jerome and Spice were. This wasn't for his pleasure. Instead he put his hands behind his back, opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. The first of the men reacted, grunting and cumming hard. Strong pulses of hot thick seed across Jordyn's face and tongue. He tasted the rich cum in his mouth but did not need to swallow any, instead letting it slide off his tongue and down onto his body. Feeling its warmth and consistency on his skin he knew it felt good. Two more men moved up closer and shot their loads, heavy streams of cum spurting at the boy from two directions now. Coating his cheeks and tongue with their potent male essence. Jordyn was breathing hard now and felt the need to close his mouth and swallow. He did so and at that moment the next man shot. His load streaked over the femboy's nose and as he moved in reaction the next pulse coated the opening of his nostrils. Now all he could taste and smell was cum. He barely even registered the next man's load landing on his face. The separate streams were meeting each other on his skin now, the men's cum mingling on his body. It seemed to be everywhere on his face and sliding down his young pale body in little streams. The sixth (or was it seventh) man shot his load - its first stream a little weaker than Jordyn was used to. He eased forward to make sure he got it and the second stream pulsed heavier and stronger, the cum just barely missing his right eye. Jordyn closed his eyes as third and fourth pulses of seed coated his nose and eyelids. "No you don't you little fucker." That was the bearded man's voice and now Jordyn felt fingers pull his eyelids up, forcing him to open his eyes and stare up at two men as they wanked their cocks. He knew he should struggle or move but he didn't. He just watched as the first man's body tensed. A moment later the cum hit Jordyn, with unerring accuracy, straight in his left eye. Muthafucker! It stung and hurt bad but Jordyn couldn't close his temporarily blinded eye, strong fingers held it open. He could, for the moment, see only out of his right eye. The other man moved up close, making sure he wouldn't miss, then did the same for Jordyn's remaining eye. The salty sting of pain, cum and tears, his howls of protest and the men's laughter. The fingers finally released his eyelids but blinking only seemed to make it worse at first. Hands grabbed him and pulled him back onto the sofa. He blinked and sobbed desperately until finally he began to see something through the mess. He looked down his body and saw the bearded man. The man moved up close and reached for Jordyn's cage with one hand while with his other he stroked purposefully at his own cock. The humiliation and stimulation of being used by these men had resulted in Jordyn's dicklet straining hard against the unyielding tight restraint of his cage. He wondered if the man would try to release him but should have released that was not on the agenda, would never be on the agenda. Instead the man reached two fingers forward to the junction of Jordyn's balls and his hidden small shaft. The fingers stroked expertly a couple of times and the femboy felt his release. Felt his own cum dribble out of his cage and onto the skin of his firm pale stomach. The bearded man moved forward so that his own hard cock dominated and overshadowed Jordyn's caged clitty. A couple of harder strokes to his cock and the man was cumming too. Heavy pulses of seed that seemed to cover Jordyn's belly, to mix with and overwhelm his own cum. "There you go," the man finally said with a satisfied finality. His fingers mixed the cum on the femboy's skin. "Real men's seed, Poz seed, with that puny weak neg jizz of yours. Mix them together and soon enough its all Poz." He used a hand to scoop up some of the mixed seed, watched by an almost mesmerized Jordyn, then brought his hand up to smear the residue onto the unresisting face of the young femboy. The bearded man brought his other hand up to Jordyn's throat. There was, again, no resistance. The boy knew his place and looked into the man's eyes even as the fingers tightened on his throat, cut off the flow of air. The two men's eyes remained locked together, an undeniable connection being maintained, until finally the younger man's eyes widened a little. The bearded man watched closely as the young faggot lost consciousness, careful to remove his fingers at that precise moment. You had to know what you were doing if you played such games. Mistakes wouldn't be tolerated. There were another thirty men yet to have their fun with this slutty little bitch, *** Jordyn stretched out and felt the delicious languor of deserved fatigue in his young muscles. He felt that he was on a beach, naked, with the sound of a gurgling stream in his ears. No - not one gurgling stream - there were two. At that moment he heard a third stream and felt the warmth of moisture on his body. The stream was on his legs and then his belly, then a separate stream on his face. He hadn't moved so how had the streams come to meet him? His dreaming mind couldn't quite grasp that but now a stronger sense began to break through into his reverie. His sense of smell. Streams should have the fresh scent of water and not stink of... "Oh my God!! Oh no! Please - please stop - no - please no - you can't - please nooo..." He was suddenly awake and gabbling out words as the three men standing above him continued to piss on his body while he lay there in the wet-room. Despite all of his protests and pleadings the men continued until they were done and he never moved out of the way. "You needed cleaning down - take a look." Jordyn recognised the voice and he again felt fingers clamp on his hair and pull him up onto his unsteady feet. He was held in front of a mirror and looked at himself there. It hadn't been long before that he had looked so pretty, so delicious, courtesy of his own natural advantages and Spice's skilful make-up. Now Jordyn looked a total mess. Drying cum all over a face streaked with black where his eye make-up had run. Eyes themselves red and blood-shot. Another part of his face apparently washed clean but showing the start of a bruise from one of the harder slaps he had been given. There were other marks on his body, where fingers had gripped or pinched or slapped his delicate young skin. Most of all, however, there was the smell. He stank of piss - his body, his hair, everything. "Filthy little piss pig cumdump whore - that's what you is. What are you boy?" "I'm a filthy little piss pig cumdump whore sir." The bearded man laughed. "How'd a fine young man like you turn out to be such a worthless piece of shit faggot?" Jordyn knew the camera was recording all of this and knew just what to say. "I don't know - you'd have to ask my parents. They made me who I am." Once again the man laughed before shoving the femboy into the shower and turning on the water. A few minutes rest and recuperation were in order for the little cunt. He wasn't doing at all bad so far but the best was most definitely yet to come. ***

I knew there was a reason why I always found you to be a fucking hot stud!. I fucking love your attitude, you're a star.

FYI English is not my native language, so will in advanced apologizes for bad English 🙂 I'm a Norwegian submissive cum slut, and these are my stories Part 1 I'm a Norwegian guy in the early thirties. Basically been a cum dump since I started having sex at the age of 16th. I'm a submissive slut with a "no load refuse motto" While i'm writhing the first part, I'm waiting for a 19 year old BBC.... Right now its 05.30 in the morning in Oslo. I'm high on speed and poppers, my ass is filled with cum and I have a big plug inside. It started a few hours ago. I had a deadline for a project tonight at 22.00, been working with it the whole day. Finished at 20.00. The next few days I'm off from work, so I thought why not have a little bit of fun. I knew I would have to go to the library before it closed to print out, sign and scan the project. It closes at 22.00 and I live 10 min away. So was not in a rush. Went to the shower to make sure my ass was clean for fun. Then I snorted some lines of speed before i left for the library. I was able to do what i was supposed to do long before closing time. When i was there i got a text on grindr. He asked if I was up for a quick fuck. He was 200 meters from the Library and asked if like to be fucked in public restrooms. I told him I would be on HC toilet in 3 min, and he could knock 3 times and I would let him in. ... He came, he knocked, I was standing leaning over the toilet in my jockstrap. He fucked me hard and good for 6-7 min before he filled me with cum. Did never see his face. And i dont care about that. Later i went to one of the parks known for cruising in Oslo. Still a little bit cold in Oslo. was only 7 celsius. But got fucked by two guys there as well. Then i went to one of the local gay bars, meet up with some friends. But at got lucky there as well. Now I'm home. Taken a couple more lines with speed and going to take all the cock and take for the next few hours.

I didn’t bring a condom (Chapter 11) I was so deeply jealous of the twink. I couldn’t understand why I was so focused on Dan breeding me, but there was no denying how much his refusal had gripped my thinking. I was jealous of the twink and angry with Dan. Insanely angry, I never wanted to see him again. Then he popped up in the most unlikely place. Mrs. Schnell talked me into signing up for a “Real-estate Agent” course. Her argument made sense. I wouldn’t remain young, cute and fuckable forever. I’d need a career in my back pocket. Besides, if I kept being so reckless taking every Tom, Dick, and Harry’s loads I was bound to get infected and that surely would end my ‘sex work career’. She didn’t trust the experimental medication I was taking. Eight people arrived for the first Monday morning of the class, I was the last in the room. I was very surprised to see Dan and scrambled for the empty seat beside him. So much for my commitment to never see him again. Other than a perfunctory greeting he ignored me until the morning coffee break. He joined a group of four or five of us as we chatted around the complimentary coffee and donut table. After the break we were told to couple up and get to know each other better as forming personal relationships is the basic work of Real-estate agents. Dan frantically looked for a partner other than me, but everyone had already buddied up. As instructed, we turned our chairs to face knee to knee. Dan had worked for twenty years as a baker at a grocery store. He’s started as an after school part-time job. It had been mostly satisfying but he knew he could do more and make more. Thus, this class. When I shared that I’m a sex worker establishing a second career he was both surprised and not at the same time. “Makes sense, I guess. Clearly you love sex. But shouldn’t you be concerned about the STD’s you could be giving to your clients.” He cut right to his sore point with my sexual behaviour. He was definitely surprised when I let him know barebacking was the basis of my ‘selling my ass.’ “All my clients know and pay extra for the risk we are taking.” Our sharing following the questions we’d been given took a more mundane turn and it was soon lunch. To my surprise he invited me to join him at a small café just down the street. Our cute young waiter was very flirty with both of us. Dan clearly enjoyed this and was inspired to flirt with both the waiter and me. When the bill came, he told me he would pay it and encouraged me to ’use the washroom and pay the tip, wink, wink’. When the door closed in the small bathroom the waiter asked if I was going to suck his cock or fuck his ass. His eyes lit up when I said, “you’re going to fuck my ass”, they lit up even more when I told him to put the condom away and that I wanted more than the tip. He was quick and as he dumped his load told me this was the best tip he had ever received. As we left the café, Dan behind me, he asked; “Are you wearing underwear?” “Never!” I laughed. “Unless you want to sell your hungry ass as well as houses you may want to start when you work as an agent.” He cautioned. “Damn! Did I leak? God, I love when that happens.” I laughed again Our instructor a big boned large, framed guy in his mid-sixties must have also noticed. He followed me into a cubicle during the afternoon break depositing a quick ‘pump and dump’ just where I prefer them. As we emerged, we bumped into Dan. “You slut!” he winked as I passed him. Every morning for the next two weeks I received the same greeting from Dan. “Mornin Slut!” He also became more and more flirty with me. By Thursday I invited him back to my place after class. “No fuckin way!” he barked in response. “But you have been flirting with me all week.” I protested. “You are so fuckin beautiful and sexy, I can’t stand being around you.” He confessed. “That doesn’t make any sense.” I countered. “You’d have me fucking bareback in a flash. That’s not happening.” He asserted. I gave up in total frustration. Saturday night I was invited to a friend’s pool party. The invitation made it clear swim wear was not only not needed but would not be accepted. My kind of party. There were 22 naked guys in the pool when I arrived, so it was a while before I came face to face with Dan. I was in total shock. I had no idea how he knew my friend. He pointed to the twink and let me know the twink was the connection. With some careful discretion I cornered the twink and asked about his relationship with Dan. “Oh he’s my current fuck buddy. We’re having a lot of fun.” “But you pulled off his condom and forced him to breed you,” I could barely contain my green devil. “Yeah, that was great, eh? He’s never bothered with a condom in me since.” The twink boasted. “You’re fuckin kidding me.” I lamented “Not in the least. He floods my ass every time!” again boasting. We all knew this naked pool party would develop into an orgy free for all. I was bent over the diving board being spit roasted by a couple of A type gym bunnies when I saw Dan enter the twink bb. This was hard enough to watch when the twink invited one of his friends to take his place. Dan didn’t hesitate to slide into the friend raw. Their fuck lasted a while. Both gym bunnies had bred my ass and I was on to a third when Dan clearly climaxed in the twinks friend. My brain screamed,’ How can he do this to me?!? I know he knows I’m watching.’ By the time I left the party I was quite drunk and hosting 12 loads in my ass. When my Uber arrived, Dan was standing beside me. I offered for us to share the car. He realized just how drunk I was and helped me get into the house, stripped and into bed. I passed out the moment my head hit the pillow. “Good morning slut.” As I emerged into consciousness, I was totally confused. ‘Why is Dan in my bedroom”’ I wondered. Not only was he in my bedroom, he was naked in my bed. “Did we?” I hand signalled fucking. “No, no, I’d never take advantage of a man drunk out of his skull.” Dan laughed. “Fuck, you know I’d have given consent.” My head ached. “But only if I fucked you raw, and we know that’s not going to happen.” “I don’t get it, your breeding the twink, and you bred his friend last night. Why not me?” “You were drunk. Besides you’re a slut. Who knows what’s in that cum soup in your gut right now.” “You’re kidding yourself if you think they’re not just as slutty.” “So is this the welcome you give all the tricks in the morning.” “We didn’t.” I used the hand signal again “You’re not a trick” “So, you don’t want me to fuck you?” he asked. “Well, I didn’t know that was on offer.” I responded. “Well, do you, or don’t you?” he chided “Fuck me? Of course I do.” He was sporting a raging hard on and pulled a condom from his pocket on the floor. “What the fuck man, what’s that for?” I protested. “For fucking your slutty ass, what do you think.” He asserted. “That’s not going in my ass.” “Then you’re not getting fucked this morning.” He stood firm. “Fuuccckkkkk!!!!!!” I lamented. “That’s what I’m offering, but we do it my way or not at all.” He was not angry but firm. I couldn’t resist the overwhelming allure of his sexy naked body and relented. The fuckin condom felt horrible as it snaked into my ass. I had never experienced one before and couldn’t imagine why anyone would put up with them. When I begged him to take it off, he refused and just pounded me all the harder. I had to ask him to stop and re-lube about 6 times. Part of me was delighted to finally have him fucking me, the rest of me was hating him for the condom. How could I manage two conflicting feelings all at the same time? Eventually it was clear he was getting close. “Where do you want my load, I’m close.” “You know I want it in me. Not in that fucking condom. I want you to breed me if you are really asking.” To my utter surprise, he quickly pulled out, ripped off the condom, jammed back in and was convulsing like an epileptic. We were both breathless for a full two minutes. I didn’t think I could be any more surprised until he pulled out and moved his face down to fletch out the load he had planted in me and whatever was left from the orgy! Soon he was up and we were snow balling it back and forth. “What the fuck man, where did you learn that?” I asked when we’d swallowed the load. “The twink and his boyfriend taught me that when they fucked and bred me.” Dan preened with great pride. “You fuckin slut!” I accused. “Well, if I’m falling in love with you, I better catch up!” as he took hold of my face with both hands and pulled me in for a passionate kiss.

I can't wait to use uncle, dad, and grandpa!

I'm having this issue too, the Mare Makers and Gape Keepers definitely do their job. Probably have to follow @MuscledHorse's instructions. Think things got a little straightened out up there too from the depth toys.

As the younger partner: 52 year difference (I was 28, he was 80) As the older partner: 36 year difference (I am 54, he is 18 -- we still play sometimes).

Part III Mikal Damn I was getting brave, attacking my brother like that, taking his monster dick and getting him to blow a load deep in my gut. It hurt like hell at first but as his cock continued to graze my prostate it turned to ultimate pleasure, I had always known I wanted Marcus to be my first cock to enter my ass, I gave my anal virginity to my brother, as it should be. I think he was surprised when I mounted him, but I had him worked up all through the photo shoot I knew he wouldn’t mind. I now had his baby bater in me and as Andy had coached me, I reached into my nightstand and pulled out a modest plug, using the cum trickling down my thigh I lubed it up and slid it in. after we were sure mom had gone off to bed, I moved to cuddle with Marcus I held him from behind and kissed and nibbled his ears and neck. We chatted and discussed our days adventures and what had just happened, I confessed I was hot for jake and he in return said the Andy was going to be his, not that he wanted to trade besties but wanted them as boyfriends or fuck buddies, he smiled at that last thought. It was already past nine and we had big days ahead of us, I didn’t feel like returning to my cum soaked bed, so instead snuggled up to Marc as he laid down offering me his extra pillow, I used his shoulder instead and we soon, fast asleep. I awoke just shortly after five thirty and slid my throbbing meat into a jock strap and threw on some short shorts and headed downstairs to the playroom. I stripped of my shorts and began a series of exercises on the universal machine, about ten minutes into my work out Marc came strolling in, he too had donned shorts to transverse through the house, he began placing 45 lb. weights on each side of the bar over the adjustable bench, then added a 20# weight on as well, he adjusted the bench to just inclined and he offered to spot me as I did a set. I laid down on the bench and took hold of the bar which he helped with my lift, I did 10 reps and set the bar back on the supports. Marc had stepped closer and his cock and ass were just above my face. I leaned up a little and took the head in my mouth, savoring the precum dribbling out, he pulled back and dropped his shorts then stepped back again as his ass sank down on my face, I extended my tongue and licked his hole, it was musty but tasted good, as I worked my tongue into the grove I could feel him loosening up. He moved forward and his cock slid between my lips. I sucked for a few minutes then he pulled out and walked around to my legs and cock, I thought he was going to fuck me again, instead he pulled my cock out of my jock slicked it up and sat down on it, impaling himself on my manhood, he worked my cock up and down shuddering every time I brushed by his prostate, I could relate to the feeling that I experienced just hours before, I began thrusting up into him and soon felt my head slip past his inner ring. I didn’t last long and was soon filling him with my jizz. He sat don on my lap, my tool still impaling him reached between my legs and slowly extracted the butt plug which was embedded in my hole, he slid it out the raised up till just my tip was in his hole then quickly slid the plug in as my cock fell out, loosing little cum. We continued a short workout and then hit the showers in the adjacent room. We walked together back upstairs to our room and got ready for school, packing our books in our backpacks, putting fresh clean clothes in our gym bags. Then headed downstairs to what smelled like a delicious breakfast, after eating we loaded up the Rav4 and head towards school, picking up Jake on the way. We pulled into the parking lot and were greeted by Andy when we parked next to his EV Leaf, Marc hugged then kissed Andy and once free from the backseat of the Rav4 Jake did the same to me. We were still early but decided to go in and mingle with the other early students. Marcus I fell asleep last night snuggling with Mik, but when I awoke e was gone, I pulled on a loose pair of shorts and headed down the two flights into the playroom where I could hear Mik straining on the universal, he made grunting noises when he worked out. I went in and set up the incline bench, throwing weights to total 175# light enough for my plans but heavy enough to make him work for it. I invited him over to do a set then helped him lift the bar. I stepped closer as he did the first couple of reps then again as he did the next, until my ass and balls were over his face, my cock just inches from his lips. He finished his set then looked up and took my drooling cock into his mouth, giving it a nice cleaning, I stepped back for a moment and slid my shorts off then sat on his face, Mik began rimming me and I could feel my ass relax and he dove in deeper , my hole loosened and I pulled back so my cock could fall into his mouth, I sank my cock almost all the way in throat fucking him for a few minutes then I pulled out, took the ti=ube of lube I had concealed in my hand and squirted a generous amount on and in my hole working it with three fingers. I straddled the bench over Mik, facing him and after pulling his jock aside sat on his swollen cock taking the whole thing in one quick movement. I burnt like hell, felt like I had a baseball bat up there, then I began fucking myself on my brother’s cock, pulses of electricity flowing through me every time it hit my P spot. I rode him for a good ten minutes, I wasn’t going to last long and I felt the seed pressing just behind my prostate ready to release, Mik started to thrust upward into me and I lost it blowing my seed all over his abs, chest and even face, I could fill his cock throb inside me filling me with his warm cocktail. I sat down on his lap still impaled and reach under his ass and extracted the butt plug he had worn all night. I slid up his softening pole and in a quick action slipped off his cock and slid the plug quickly into my gaping hole. I leaned down and licked the cum off his chin then kissed him passionately. We did a couple more sets then hit the shower, I was washing my chest and pits when I felt a trickle of liquid hitting me from a different direction that the shower flow, Mik was spraying me with his urine aiming for my ass, I sank down and let his piss hit me all over then sucked in his cock to take his last drops into my mouth, we used to have piss wars when we were younger, but this was different, this was sexual and hot. We finished showering then dried off, wrapping towels around ourselves we ran upstairs to our bedroom. We slipped into our bedroom, and I quickly dressed in linen shorts, and a pale lavender polo shirt, Mik in kakis and a button-down purple shirt, we both wore white socks and adorned our tennis shoes. We headed down to breakfast that we smelled on the way up from the playroom. I grabbed my gym bag and threw in some kaki shorts clean socks and a pull over, Mik did a similar wardrobe in his gym bag, we both collected our books and filled up our backpacks, we dropped our bags by the kitchen door and enjoyed the meal our Mom had prepared then head out to the garage, climbed into the Rav4 and after opening the garage door pulled out and down the drive. We picked up Jake on the way to school, getting there early we parked next to Andy and hugs were exchanged all around, Andy and Mik headed off to the left and Jake and I went to the right, meeting up with Bret and Fred on our way up the front steps, we wandered in the front doors and entered the hallway and proceeded towards the group of team members at the other end of the hall. We chatted for a while, then I excused myself to hit the restroom, I opened the door and the room appeared empty, I entered the stall and was greeted by a pair of ass cheeks pressed against the glory hole, I pulled out my cock and took a quick piss, with my cock still dribbling I slid it into the hole pressed against the wall, there was a slight resistance but the hole felt wet, I pressed in further and realized whoever was on the other side had already been fucked, as my cock began to bottom out there wasn’t as much cream to lube my way. I began thrusting in earnest pushing past his inner ring and making him moan my knees were getting shaky as my climax neared, I made a final thrust pushing my rod deep in his guts and exploded coating his intestine. He pulled off my softening cock then turned around and cleaned off the ass juice and cum from my tool. I pulled out of the hole and stuffed my dick into my shorts, exited the stall, rinsed off my hands, exiting the restroom and rejoining my teammates. The first bell rang and Jake and I headed to our first class. Classes seemed to drag on with mostly lectures and a couple of quizzes. After lunch we attended our chemistry class and I noticed Mr. Phelps was walking a little strange, as he turned to the white board I noticed a small wet mark on his pants, right at his asshole level. After English Literature, Jake and I headed down to the swim complex, greeting Andy and Mik, kissing our respective beaus, walking them out to the pool for their practice. We headed off to the Football locker room, we were early so we stripped off our clothes, putting on our Jock straps and practice shorts, I pulled on a plain white tee and Jake slipped on a tank to, we headed over to the meeting area and coach was chatting with Gabe who looked us up and down and smiled, Gabe’s assistant who happened to be the coaches college freshman son, just a year older than us began equipment prep for the upcoming game. Coach stood quietly counting the guys as they slowly came in. His impatience showed as he began grumbling as time passed. As the last players entered, he cleared his voice “nice of you to join us boys” was all he said before drawing out a couple plays on the whiteboard. He described a few variances on some of our standard plays, paying close attention to his offensive players, then he went over some of the game footage of our cross town rivals from the previous weeks calling out weaknesses in their offence for our defensive plays benefit, by the time we had gotten through the strategy session it was time to suit up. Jake and I headed to our lockers of which our game uniforms were neatly awaiting us on the benches in front. We stripped off our tee and tank top, dropped our shorts and stood in front of each other, I checked out his body and licked my lips, “ wait till after the game, when the real games can begin” I smirked and he returned a quizzical look, I turned away and grabbed my cup from my locker, slipping it into the pouch of my jock. Jaked did similarly, I slipped into my game pants, and donned my shoulder pads, and jersey, Jake helped me, I returned the favor and helped him with his. I slipped into my cleats and laced them up. I slipped my hip pads on and pulled my pants up over them, then laced up my pants securing the laces inside. I looked in the mirror and smiled at how hot I looked. We pounded on each other’s shoulder pads making sure they were secure. We grabbed put helmets, double checking the webbing and replacing the mouthguards. We strode over towards the tunnel, leaning against the wall, waiting for our teammates to arrive. Coach joined us and we walked out of the tunnel onto the field, there were several groups of fans in the stands, my brother and the swimming team included, we began our practice warm up, Jake loosened up his shoulders and legs, I loosened up my lower half and stretched out my hamstrings. We warmed up for about an hour before noticing our rival entering the field to start their warmups. The team retreated through the tunnel into the locker room to rest and prepare for the game. Gabe came in with some instructions for after the game to make collecting the equipment easier so he could enjoy the festivities with the team, Will added a few actions so they both might be able to get their jobs done quickly. Coach came in and gave his go out there and do your best and win this game for the seniors who will not be back next year. The team shuffled back out into the tunnel, coach making sure our order was correct, the roar of the crowd echoing in the tunnel, the band was playing and the game announcer was beginning to make introductions of the opposing team. A few of the names I had heard before and had even hung out with throughout the years. Then came the announcement of “Welcome your home team the amazing cougars” with that the double doors were pulled open, and we ran out of the tunnel passing through a banner and Band members lining the way out to the field. We stood at one end, around the 30-yard line and as the roar subsided the announcer began introducing the graduating seniors one by one, highlighting their academic and athletic achievements. Jake was called first then My turn came up and as I looked out on the crowd I noticed my parents, my brother and the swim team, Ben and Alec and my friends in the stands. The pregame festivities concluded with the national anthem and the flip of the coin, which we won. We began the game by receiving the kickoff and never looked back, we played with intensity and precision, dominating the other team. By half time we were ahead 28 to 0, coach pulled us into a huddle in the locker room and gave his don’t let up speech, they could come back if we don’t look out. We returned to the field kicking off to the rival team, they made a valent effort to match our level of play but only fell behind as the clock ticked off the minutes. At the beginning of the fourth quarter, we were leading 41 to 7, coach began cycling in the second and third string players to give them time in the game, halfway through the quarter he began sending 1st stingers to the locker room to dress down, removing our protective equipment, shoulder pads, pads cups etc. then returning to the field in our game pants and jerseys. We stood on the sidelines, watching the final minutes of the game, preparing for the victory celebrations, the final seconds ticked down and we rushed the field, several players heaved the Gatorade cooler and douched the coach in a cold victory shower. The celebration on the field moved back into the locker room as we all patted each other on the back, then stripping down and hitting the shower, Gabe and Will quickly collected the remaining gear and wheeled it down to the team room. They pulled off their jerseys and donned street clothes, then bid coach goodnight. Jake and I Showered then put on the clothes we had in our gym bags, stuffing our daytime clothes back in our gym bags. We met up with Eric, Fred and Bret, whom I offered to give rides back to my house for the after-game celebration. I saw my mom on the phone as the final seconds counted down, so I knew she was most likely ordering pizza and soda. We traversed the parking lot to my Rav4 and got in, I started it up and we drove to my house, there were already about a dozen cars in the drive, so I knew the party was in full swing as we entered the house, it was just before 8 o’clock and we headed straight for the stairs leading down to the playroom, as we entered there were guys sitting and standing around the gym, plates of pizza and cups of soda in their hands, most in deep conversation, many recounting the days events, and the game. We walked around to the kitchen where pizza boxes lined the counters, bottles of soda and red solo cups were stacked in a corner near the refrigerator, Mikal crossed the kitchen and gave Jake and me a hug, congratulating us on our victory. I found Andy and hugged and kissed him. We mingled together for about a half hour and Andy drifted off; I had a couple slices of pizza and my solo cup kept getting refilled by guys with soda bottles. I headed back through the gym area towards the restroom shower area and noticed many of the guys had stripped down to just shorts and were working out, and such, a few were making out being handsy. I headed into the bathroom and took a stall. A guy in the next stall slipped his cock through the glory hole and I serviced him while emptying my bladder. He moaned loudly as I edged him towards his climax, pulling out just before he shot, he leaned back then pressed his lips against the opening, o leaned down and Kissed Andy through the glory hole, we both stood up pulled up our shorts, and exited our stalls, Andy falling into my arms as we walked towards the archway leading out I stopped at my locker and retrieved my white basketball short and a muscle tee, I had been wearing nice clothes all day and need to get more comfy. I reached back In and pulled out a large tee shirt and a pair of backless AC undies for Andy and he slipped off his linen shorts and polo and donned the sexier outfit, the tee shirt was large enough to be a dress on him concealing his naked ass and nice package, my cock started to stiffen just looking at him. While there must have been close to 70 people there when I arrived just before eight it was now close to 10 o’clock and the numbers had dwindled almost down to the number of guys who would be sleeping over, earlier there was almost the whole football team as well as the swim team and a dozen or so of our friends, it was down to our core group of friends and a couple curious stragglers who I figured wanted to get in on any action that might happen. Mik adjusted the volume of the music, the swim guys helping a few of the footballers clean up the kitchen and haul the trash can outside to the patio. Mik threw some popcorn oil and kernels into the popper and popped a batch. Andy and Jake began playing some football game on the Xbox and I curled up to watch them on the recliner, I noticed Ben and Alec were snuggling together on the recliner behind me. Several other guys were starting to pair off and Mik came over and sat in the next recliner section. I noticed Conner and Danny cuddling in the section next to Ben and Alec, Gabe and Will were next to them. In the corner upper recline were Fred and Eric, who were making out and rubbing their hands over each other’s nearly naked bodies. My cock began to stiffen, I noticed Mik had pulled out about 8 air beds and was in the process of inflating them covering a good portion of the area in front of the recliners, he threw blankets over the beds and more of the guys and came in and cuddled down in front of us. Andy and Jake turned off the Xbox and Andy began streaming from his laptop porn he had acquires over the last 6 months. Mik used his phone app to dim all the lights turning the kitchen area pale purple and the gym, bathroom and theater area to a dark red. Clothes began to be shed and naked bodies soon filled my peripheral view. Andy came over and sat beside me and we began making out, Andy’s hand found my engorged cock and began stroking it beneath my shorts, he was soon sitting in my lap, his hard shaft leaking on my muscle shirt as we passionately kissed, he reached under my shirt and lifted over my head, then had me raise my hips as he slid my shorts off onto the floor. Andy then slid my fat 10.5 inches into his ass, stopping after the head and the first couple of inches penetrated his hole to adjust then plunged down taking the entire length into his velvety mancunt. I beg thrusting up into his hole, he moaned and begged me to fuck him harder, I threw my head back and thrust harder, seeing behind me Alec and Ben split roasting Gabe while Will was rimming Alec, Danny and conner had moved over and were taking it doggy from Eric and Fred, looking the other way towards the guys fucking on the screen I noticed that it was a mix of blowjobs and guys pounding each other on the beds in front of me. A full blown orgy was in progress as Mikal and my team mates let their inhibitions down and got to the business of rutting. Te sounds of fucking and sucking permeated the room as I began to shoot up Andy’s sweet ass, I heard Jake growl as he unloaded in my brothers gut flooding his intestines with quarter back seed. The bumping and grinding went on for a little over and hour, Andy and I had moved down to one of the beds and curled up me being the big spoon, I was almost asleep when I felt a body behind me, his dick creeping up my ass, he made small circular motions as his cock pumped in and out of my hole, I knew it wasn’t my brother but still the cock was massive, as was the load it pumped into me, I fell asleep with it still twitching in my ass. I woke the next morning around 7ish and my morning wood was buried deep in Andy’s ass, and my mystery man was still buried in my hole, I turned my head to see Conner peacefully snoring behind me, I shuffled forward gently as not to wake him, driving my cock even deeper in Andy. I shook Andy’s shoulder and he slowly woke up, his ass clenching around my tool. We shuffled off the mattress so as not to dislodge my member, and I walked to the bathroom with him riding my cock. I stopped just inside the shower area and he wrapped his arms around my neck tighter as I lifted him up and down, my dick rubbing his prostate on each thrust, I relaxed my urinary sphincter and the flow soon was filling him with my morning piss then fucked my morning load deep into his gut, several inches past his inner ring. I could feel his ass rings begin to quiver a sure sign he was about to release my piss and I carried him over to the bidet and sat him down, feeding his my slimy cock he soon began expelling my urine into the chamber, letting loose his piss as well. I led him to the shower and turned on the water, adjusting it to a warm flow, I pushed him under the stream and then began washing his hair, then his body, as I rinsed him, he returned the favor and we were soon clean of this mornings and last night’s antics. I walked to my locker and pulled out a couple pairs of running shorts socks and my running shoes. I handed Andy a pair of shorts and some socks then proceeded to dress for a run, Andy reached into his locker and pulled out his running shoes and we soon exited the locker-room and made our way into the kitchen, a couple of the guys were up indulging in coffee as we walked out to the patio and around to the drive to take our run

“Shit! Scout… I am so sorry.” His sobs slowly shifted to a slight giggle. “Don’t be coach. I loved it.” Scout stood up awkwardly to avoid any sudden flinch of his bashed hole. He stood in front of me. Grabbed my cock while planting his lips on my mine. We pashed. He pushed his tongue into my mouth. I did the same. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him into my body. My cock hardened to Scout’s slow-moving jerks. He suddenly pulled his lips away - eyes locked. ‘Coach… I love you.’ He pressed his lips on mine again. My mind spun itself into a storm. He loves me. A boy loves me. The thought landed like a match in petrol. I’d crossed a line I didn’t even know I’d been circling. I’d loved women. I thought I’d loved women. Or maybe I’d just loved the idea of them, the story I was meant to live. I’d always called myself straight. Wore it like a uniform. And yet—nothing had ever cracked me open the way this had. Nothing had stripped me down so completely, left me this raw, this awake. His touch. His heat. The way his body felt under mt touch. The way he looked at me, like I was gravity. I loved being inside him. Do I love men? Do I love him? The questions stacked, collapsed, rebuilt themselves in new shapes. My identity buckled under their weight. I love Scout. The realisation didn’t arrive gently. It slammed into me, undeniable, irreversible. A truth I could try to outrun, but would never outpace. ‘I love you too.’ Eventually, we pulled apart – slowly, reluctantly. I lit a joint – inhaled a few puffs, then passed it to Scout. We got high and spoke for a while. He awkwardly sat down. Damage to his ass was apparent. Blood smeared my cock when I screwed deep into him. “And you’re… okay with it?” I asked quietly. “With the way I take control?” He nodded, not looking away. “Coach, I like it. I like letting go. Being owned, in that space.” A pause. Then, softer, more honest. “I’m always doing the right thing. School. Training. Expectations. Being the example. It never stops.” He exhaled, like the weight of it all lived in his lungs. “It’s exhausting. I feel hollow trying to be who everyone needs me to be.” “I get that,” I said. And I did. “That’s why I like losing control,” he went on. “Doing something that belongs to no one else’s version of me. Something messy. Something real.” His eyes flicked back up to mine. “That’s when I feel alive.” The words sat heavy between us—confession and invitation, all tangled together. Scout opened up after that. Really opened up. We smoked more. Too much. Hours dissolved into haze and laughter and long, heavy silences. He stayed the night. Then the next. And the next after that. Soon, it wasn’t staying over — he was just there. Mornings, afternoons, nights. Like he’d quietly moved into the orbit of my chaos. He’d go to school, then come straight back. We’d blur the edges again — pot, smoke meth, lines on the marble bench. Reality kept losing the argument. I stopped pretending there were boundaries. He stopped pretending he wanted them. I would just take him anyway I liked. Something dark and reckless took root between us. Control became the language we spoke. I stopped asking. He stopped resisting. I didn’t care if he was prepared for it or not. It was raw, instinctive, messy — the kind of connection that thrives in secrecy and collapse. Days folded into weeks. The world outside shrank. Inside that apartment, time worked differently. There was no future — only repetition, ritual, appetite. I would fuck him first thing in the morning, then send him to school with my load in him. I wanted him to feel the twitch in his hole and control his muscles and not let any of it drip out. A reminder that I was with him at every moment. His parents buzzed the intercom. There was no way in hell I would let them up. I answered it, and Scout’s Dad blasted me through the intercom. As though his words were threatening enough to make me send his boy home. He called me a predator for fucking an 18-year-old, and that he will get me for what I was doing to his boy. But Scout wanted it. He chased me. I reminded Scout that we didn’t have to do this. He kept insisting. So, I kept fucking him. Scout had a key to my place. He could come and go as he pleased. He wasn’t a hostage. My place was his. Don’t get me wrong. I got worried during the nights when he either got back to my apartment late or very early in the morning. He wouldn’t tell me what he got up to-I didn’t ask. I wanted him to have freedom. To explore. To learn who he was as a young man. I got back late one evening, and when I walked in, the place was dark. I could hear sounds of moans and thumping. “You like being Daddy's little bitch-Ahh... Don’t you?” An unfamiliar voice called out. “Mmm.” The moans got louder as I got closer to my bedroom. The door was slightly ajar, and a dim light shimmered out. I crept closer and peered through. My jaw dropped. On all fours was Scout, facing away from the door, getting fucked from behind by another man. Like a deer in headlights, I was stunned. Scout grabbed the brown bottle and took a sniff up each nostril. I struggled to develop thoughts. A little bit of jealousy crept through. Scout was my lad. But as I watched, that dirty, deep, filthy drive revved up. It turned me on to see Scout bent over, the mood-light cascading over his youthful muscles and ass, with a man taking advantage of it. A man who was not me. A stranger. “Yeah. Get high, boy. Your cunt is hungry for cock.” The man was ordered. He was older. Older than me. He was hairy in all the wrong places. He was a larger guy, biggish belly, hairy man tits, long grey beard, random faded tattoos. He kind of reminded me of my late grandfather. “Oh, fuck yeah! That shard is turning you into a cock starved meth pig. Your cunt is just pulling me in.” He continued as he thrust in and out of Scout. A shard? The man was in his element, pounding away, owning Scout’s hole. I had no idea what shard meant, but the thought of Scout being a cock starved meth pig got me wild. I couldn’t resist, I pulled my jeans down and jerked myself off. The moment reminded me of when I would watch my wife get fucked by strangers. The old man was picking up his pace. “Yeah, boy. Mmm, Yeah… I’m gonna unload in ya. I’m gonna unload in ya cunt!” The old man’s moans intensified. “Yeah, you want it in your cunt. Don’t ya boy?” He was fucking hard by this stage. Scout just moaned. Like a tiger jaw locking its prey, the old man held onto Scout’s hips with all his might. ‘Oh fuck! Argh-Yeah. Here it comes. Too late. Oh-God, Yes! I’m cumming inside you!’ The old man’s ass clenched and retracted with every pulse of his unloading. I nearly came, myself. His ejaculation seemed to go on forever. When he finished, he slumped his sweaty body on top of Scout. I could see his fat cock still inside Scout’s hole, occasionally pulsing its last bit of spunk inside. I accidentally bumped the door-Scout and the old man turned to me. “Oh shit!” The old man quickly lifted himself off Scout, pulling his cock out at the same time. For a split moment, I watched Scout’s hole close in as a glob of cum seed out past his abused lips. “Fuck! You did say your father would be home.” The old man scrabbled to his feet, looking left and right to find his clothes. I pushed the door wide open, my cock still in hand. The old man noticed. Scout’s grin caught my attention. His eyes were peaking. His hole is pointed to the heavens. Cum dribbled out of his used pink hole. I lost all control and dove my face into the boy’s ass cheeks. Cupped his hole with my mouth and lapped up the drooling cum while I tongued the puffy walls of his used ass. I pulled his cheeks wide, tasting the salty flavour of this random old man’s spunk buried in this youthful boy. My mind was in a frenzy. I flipped Scout over and pinned his legs down. Scout had the poppers in his hand, like a duck to water, and took two huff sniffs in each nostril. ‘Hold it in, faggot.’ His face went red from the rush. Red veins coated the white in his eye. I could tell he was off his face from the meth and amyl. I rammed my cock in hard and fucked away. “Holy shit! You let your dad fuck you? Fuck!! You are really are a pig. Incest pig.” Scout grunted for a moment. But with all the fucking we have been having and just taking a cock a moment ago, he was getting used to his hole being stretched out. “DON’T look away.” Eyes locked on Scout’s. I was pulled into his deep, depraved fucked up mind. I was still a little jealous. Angry that he let a random old man fuck and cummed in him. I felt cheated. But I was also hot for it. The idea of strangers fucking this beautiful boy. Having their way and a fallen Angel. Scout’s hole was slick. The old man’s cum was splashing out with every thrust and coating Scout’s balls and shrivelled up cock. I felt a splash on my abdomen. My inner pig unleashed. Scout’s almost incoherent expression reminded me of the young lad I watched in the cruise club. It made me want to wreck the boy. Unlock the true faggot in him. Scout couldn’t hold it in any longer and let go of the poppers in his lungs. He moaned as I ploughed away at him with no care if he was liking it or not. I wasn’t fucking him for a long time or a good time. I was fucking him to fuck to simply unload in his dirty, used pink hole. I didn’t give a fuck if Scout was enjoying it. I felt it build up. “Grrr… Fuck! You fuck’n pig. Fuck’n take it.” I didn’t want to hold back and let it release and shoot inside me. A tyrant of babies filled the boy’s hole. Fill the cunt up. Mixed in with the old man seed. If only he could get pregnant like my ex-wives. Like his mother, I got knocked up. I imagined Scout having my babies. This made me more determined, and I fucked harder. For a moment, I believed that if I could fuck hard enough, he would get pregnant. Scout was screaming in pain. Yeah, I broke him. His little cock pissed over his chest and face. I was hitting something deep inside me. I’ve seen this before. My ex-wife used to squirt. “Fuck-Yeah! Squirt for me faggot!” Scout was squirting like a girl. But I didn’t want Scout to feel pleasure; I wanted him to hurt. I want him to fear what damage I could be causing to his guts. I instinctively slapped him across the face with some force. This tipped me over the edge. “Argh! Fuck! Yes! Cunt! I’m breeding you again, you fuck’n pig.” My orgasm exploded and expelled all my strength and energy from my balls through my cock and out through my ejaculation, adding a second load to the dirty cunt. I didn’t stop fucking. Scout had so much cum in him. He was covered in it and his piss. I kept fucking until I had no energy left in me. I slowly came back down from my high and took in my surroundings. At what point did the old man take off? I had no idea how long I was in this frenetic state. My cock was still hard and wedged in Scout’s puffy hole. I knew if I pulled out, cum would gush out. I wanted it to gush into my mouth. So as quick as I pulled out, I bent down and cupped my mouth around Scout’s gaping hole to have the cocktail of old man and my cum squirt into my mouth. And that it did. A lot. The salty substance filled my mouth, and I savoured it as Scout’s puffy hole closed up. I lifted myself up and looked over Scout. His cheek was red. He was still tweaked out, but with a sense of fear in his eye. I wondered if he had a slight moment of regret. I didn’t. He was completely unprepared when I spat all the cum over his face. I fell on the bed next to him. Scout’s legs dropped like dead weights. We both huffed and puffed from the adrenaline we just endured. Guilt finally started to settle in. I looked over at Scout. “You okay?” He turned his cum and piss-covered face to me. “I love you, Daddy.” I held onto his words for a moment, then moved in and kissed him. Cum smearing over our faces. “Fuck me again. Daddy.” He called out as he pulled his cummy lips away from mine. “Please. Daddy. I need cock. I feel empty.” The meth was surging through Scouts. How much did he take? Feedback is always welcome. I would love to know what you think happens next.

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What follows is true. This happened about 3 weeks ago (November 2014). Enjoy. I did. I am 22, 5'7, 120 pounds. I am bisexual, but only in the sense that two or three times a year I find myself craving cock enough to "go through with it." My first hookup was when I was several years earlier. I connected with a 30 year old guy through gay.com. We got together and he ruined me in his car. From that point on it was only a matter of time, I guess. I have long been a member of A4A, and until recently I thought that was the only place to look for dirty minded 40+ top daddies, who are, to be honest, my top interest. I like being treated like a boy slut by men old enough to be my father. I had met a few here and there, enough to learn how to properly shave my entire body, to fast for two days before sex, how to clean myself out perfectly. I even managed to find a 65 year old who lived a few miles from me and became, until recently, a regular fuck buddy, but a few weeks ago, after reading a story on breeding.zone, I decided to give BBRT a try. At first I wasn't sure if I should really put myself out as it seemed as if most of the guys were poz, but then the flood of older men in my area wanting to push their bare cocks into me kept me coming back. One guy in particular caught my attention, and led to the story that follows. Again, I have made no embellishments. This is true. We exchanged messages for a couple weeks. He was 50 whereas I was 22. I'm certain looking back that I must have been a cut of fresh meat on BBRT - skinny smooth twinks who love older tops, bareback sex, anonymous connections, glory holes, groups, and, what I now know caught his attention, stealth role-play. While I am by no means a bugchaser as the word 'stealth' might lead you to believe, I do go absolutely wild when I imagine a total stranger filming me as I take his condom covered cock up up my ass, only to have him take it off and 'force' me down and pump his cum deep in my ass while I beg him not to. My second fantasy is to meet a total stranger who has, without my knowledge, posted an ad online for anonymous tops to come fuck 'his boy'. Finally, I get off on the idea of being filmed doing any and all these things. I told him all this. I didn't know it at the time, but I as I wrote to him I was writing my own story. I had planned the hookup for weeks, even before I met him. I knew what I wanted and I knew I would find it. The only question was 'Who did I think could get me closest to making my fantasies come true?' This guy, however, fit the bill perfectly. He wrote me as if from his first message I was his boy, showing me photographs of another twenty-something year old guy for whom he had arranged a bareback gang bang. He also had a studio-quality video camera and also mentioned a small 'dungeon' in his basement, but it seemed as if he wanted to keep it for a surprise as he didn't provide any photographs. He did, however, show me his perfect seven inch cock. Had he been any bigger I might not have gone through with it as I've been fucked enough times to know that I can't handle much more than a seven inch dick. The rest of the package was equally appealing: he was a leather daddy type, not quite a biker but bald with a goatee, slightly stocky sporting a shaved cock and balls. I get off on that. He offered to host a week in advance, which made it the following Friday, instructing me to show up at 8:00 PM. He also told me to do exactly as he said, and in exchange for which he would "Make your wildest fantasies come true." I remember when he first said those words I made sure to tell him that if he ever did invite total strangers to use me, they would have to use condoms. He could fuck me bare, and I would take his load anywhere he wanted to put it, but I was clear headed at the time and drew a line between fantasy and reality. I don't remember exactly what he said but whatever it was, it worked. Now let me preface this by saying I would never list "party" in a hookup ad because of what I think it implies. There are too many people who are hardcore into things like tina for me to feel comfortable with associating myself with that group. However, on this particular occasion I had procured a healthy amount of molly from a friend, and had every intention of rolling my way through the best raw fucking of my life. I took two points before I got in the shower, and an hour later, as I was finishing up, I started to realize just how much fun I was about to have. I spent some time playing with my hole, making sure I was ready. I probably enema to an unhealthy extent, but it's critical to me that I am as clean on the inside as a human being can be. Finally finished, and pushing those last minute jitters out of my mind, I ate two more points, tucked six more into my sock, and hopped into the car. His house was in the suburbs of Denver, not too far but remote enough that no one would care what went on there. He opened the door and pulled me inside by the back of my neck. He was smoking a cigar. I was trembling uncontrollably. The molly had set in and I knew in a matter of minutes I would be doing some of the dirtiest things imaginable. "Good boy" he said, as he lead me down a dark staircase into a room flooded with red light. What I saw was entirely new to me. I have never been to a bathhouse or sex club, but after spending a night in this man's basement, maybe that isn't true. The room was about 20x20. Carpeted. The first thing that caught my eye was a large camera on a tripod in the corner. I had never seen a camera that large before. In the center of the room was a very nice king size bed. Other than two side tables that I'm sure were only there to hold the lube, condoms, and handcuffs I saw, the room was empty, but felt complete. This place was made for forbidden sex. "Strip," he ordered as he left me in the center of the room, returning to the tripod. I obeyed as he asked "What are you going to do tonight?" "Anything you tell me to." "Anything?" I hesitated for a moment, still unsure of what I had gotten myself into. "Yes." Just as I finished taking off the last of my clothes, he pulled out his phone with a devious looking grin, took a photo of me, and sent what was either a lengthy text message or many short ones. [Master filming his boy take loads in private dungeon NOW] My little boy needs cum from total strangers. Perfect hole. Send face and cock for daddy. PLAY ALONG.

So I'm still working on my other story but his is a shorter little side project that became a brain worm I had to get out. This is likely only going to have three parts. Here is part 1. I Corrupted My Young Husband I stroked my cock as I watched the big hairy muscle bear fucking my boy in our sling. I glanced down at the computer which had the feeds from the two cameras and made sure they were capturing all the action including a close up of the man’s bare cock slamming in and out of my husband’s hole. It was just three years ago that I first met Joey, the straight jock that had enrolled in my Queer Studies class in the spring semester of his senior year. When the class were introducing themselves, he was horribly overcompensating and oversharing, he said he was only taking the class because he needed the last few credits from a humanities class to graduate and that with his schedule and being a varsity wrestler, this was the only class that fit his schedule. By the time he graduated, he had accepted my invite for coffee. I had learned over the semester that the main reason he had not considered himself gay was because he was not attracted to guys his age, nor was he attracted to flamboyant guys, but he had developed an infatuation with me, his professor that was thirty years older. He eventually expressed how he wanted to be in a monogamous relationship, to be devoted to another man, to have that man devoted to him, and to be safe from STI’s. After that meeting, it was two more weeks before I popped his anal cherry. He insisted that I wear a condom and I obliged. He was a hot little muscle stud that was also smart and fun to spend time with. A couple months later he moved in with me and we told each other how we would be exclusive and devoted to each other. What I had not shared with him was that my main sexual kink was that I was a voyeur. I loved nothing more than watching someone getting fucked and bred, live and in person in front of me. Before he moved in I would spend a few nights a month at a bath house in the big city watching guys get fucked. Joey was the most beautiful specimen of youthful masculinity that had ever hit on me. Every time I fucked him, safely with a condom of course, I was fantasizing about this hot stud getting gang-banged by random men, being a free use, no loads refused cum-dump. Now, here we were three years later, living out my fantasy and what also, with some subtle prodding, turned out to be his as well. I just had to nudge him along the path. The first three months, I fucked him occasionally, always wrapped up to ‘be safe’. He trusted me and after us both being monogamous for six months and getting tested together, he agreed that we could fuck bare, but he insisted we also both go on PrEP, ‘just in case’. I agreed. It felt so much better to be inside his young tight hole bare then wearing a rubber, and he agreed. I could tell he enjoyed feeling my bare cock in him and he loved when I came inside him. He would play with his cummy hole afterward as I sucked him off and swallowed his load. Of course this still was not satisfying my deepest desires, and the frequency of our fucking declined over the next few months. Having long repressed his desires, Joey wanted to be fucked constantly and I was not meeting his needs. We had several long heart to heart talks and we agreed that he could go outside our relationship to get that itch in his ass scratched, but we agreed to some conditions, one I insisted on and two he wanted. My condition, which he eagerly accepted was that I would always be present when he was hooking up with guys outside our relationship. This feed right into my voyeur kink. He insisted that I not fuck other guys, which I was fine with as I understood his jealously and his abandonment issues from his absent father. He also promised that anyone fucking him would wear a condom and that I was the only one that would fuck him bare. I humored him on this one, but let him know that I trusted the effectiveness of PrEP. I helped him find older tops that wanted a piece of his hot muscular jock ass. We did the search together and he saw that many tops lost interest when he texted them that he wanted them to wear a condom. Plus after getting fucked by a few tops that did wear condoms, he had admitted, that after getting fucked bare and bred by me, he preferred getting fucked without a condom and having a man’s load inside him. I shared with him the info on PrEP’s effectiveness and eventually he agreed to go ahead and get fucked bare by other neg guys on PrEP. Overtime I shared more info with him about how undetectable equaled untransmittable, and he allowed me to broaden the pool of guys that fucked him while I watched to include poz guys that were undetectable. I introduced him to poz breeding porn, at first just pointing it out to him, and telling him I came across it while doing research about if it was safe to have undetectable guys fuck him. I did notice that he would check it out when I he thought I wasn’t watching him. We had also expended our usual play sessions from him having one guy come over to fuck him, to hosting gangbangs. He really enjoyed being the focus of long pump and dump sessions with multiple guys breeding his hole. We would usually finish the night with mine being the final load that would get dumped in his well used sloppy hole. As the months went on and he kept taking more and more loads, he asked me what would happen if it turned out that PrEP failed and he ended up getting infected. He wanted to know if I would still love him and if I would still want him if that happened. We were talking about it after a day where he had taken at least eight loads. He was on his back as I fucked him. I looked down into his eyes as I started to thrust into him harder, “I’d still love you and I’d still want to watch you getting fucked by other guys. I’d take care of you and make sure stayed healthy. You’re my Boy and will be forever, regardless of your status.” Our schedules were busy so it was a couple weeks before I was able to arrange another pump and dump session for him. This one though I had a little surprise for him to see how he would react, it would be a little test to see if he was willing to go further. On Saturday I had eight guys lined up to come breed my boy as I watched and filmed some of it. I always left it up to the tops if they were okay with me filming or not. I told Joey that the last top of the day was rather concerned about his privacy, so it wouldn’t be filmed and the top also wanted Joey to wear a blindfold. Joey was fine with that, quite a few of the tops liked to fuck him while he was blindfolded, it added a little something extra for them. The day had gone like normal, five of the guys had let me turn the cameras on and record. When it was time for the last top of the day, I turned the cameras off, got the blindfold out and put it on my little hot muscle stud of a husband. I then helped him get into position on all fours at the edge of the bed. Then I went into the living room and fetched the waiting top. He was mid-forties, white guy, slightly balding, decent shape, but with a nice eight inch girthy cock. He looked at me and asked, “You sure you want me to do this? It might fuck with his head more than you think.” “I think I know how he will react and it will be fine, trust me. I know he wants it, but he just isn’t ready to admit to me or maybe even himself yet,” I answered. “Okay, you’re the one that has to live with him if he reacts poorly. If he freaks I’m out the door,” said the man who in our online chats had given his name as Ray. I led him into our playroom. “Damn, he’s even hotter than in the pics you posted,” said Ray as he saw my boy on the bed. “You ready to another load Boy,” he asked as he walked over to the bed, unzipping his pants, and pulling out his cock as he approached. I closed the door, shutting it a bit to hard so it made noise, “Sorry about that,” I said make sure my Boy still knew I was in the room with him and Ray. Ray didn’t take long to get hard, he stroked his cock with one hand while sticking a finger from his other hand into Joey’s cum filled hole. “Damn, that’s a sloppy hole you have there Boy,” he said as he stroked himself while finger Joey’s asshole. “Thank you, Sir,” purred Joey as he pushed his ass back against the stranger’s finger. “Please fuck me Sir and give me your load,” he begged. I watched Ray fuck my Boy for about ten minutes. I was so fucking turned on, I gently rubbed my hard cock through my shorts. Eventually Ray turned and looked at me, then gave the agreed upon que for when he was getting close to cumming. He looked at me and said, “Hey can I get a some water, I’m parched.” My Boy knew that I had bottles of water in the room in case any of the tops needed a drink. What he didn’t know is that this was a set up. After a brief pause, I replied, “Sorry man, the previous guy took the last one, I’ll go get one from the kitchen.” Ray responded with a grunt of acknowledgment for the Boy’s benefit as he smirked at me. I went to the door and did my best to make as much noise opening it and then closing it as I could. A couple of seconds after I closed the door, but hadn’t actually left the room, Ray shoved Joey down onto the bed and lay on top of him as he continued to fuck him with his thick cock. The stranger brought his head down and whispered in my Boy’s ear, “Damn Boy, it’s a shame you are on PrEP cause I’ve been off my meds for a few months and I have a high viral load. You are one hot cum dump and I’d love to gift you and infect that hot ass of yours.” I don’t know who was more anxious for how Joey would respond, Ray or me. Joey didn’t say anything he just moaned and started thrusting his ass back up to meet Ray’s fucking. “Shit Boy, you are milking my cock like you want that toxic load. You want it don’t you, you want to me infect you? Don’t you?” asked Ray as he started thrusting harder, he was no longer whispering, but as far as Joey knew, they were alone in the room. Joey was moaning like crazy and being more active than he had with any of the previous guys today, thrusting back against Ray and grinding his crotch against the bed as Ray fucked him. “You want this toxic load Boy? You want it in your ass or should I pull out and shoot on your back?” asked Ray as he was getting close to cumming. Joey made a whining moan noise I’d never heard before. Ray was fucking my husband really hard now and Joey was clearing enjoying it. “That’s not good enough Boy, I’m going to pull out and waste this high viral load on your back unless you ask for it.” I knew Joey well enough that I recognized that he was cumming as he yelled out, “Please Sir, give me your toxic load, infect, poz me, breed me.” “Fuck yeah Boy,” said Ray as he reached his own organism from the combination of the dirty poz talk and Joey’s ass clenching his cock as the young muscle shot his own load onto the rubber playsheet covering the bed. I waited a couple seconds before opening the door and pretending to enter the room. “Oh damn, it looks like the missed the climax, but here’s your water,” I said trying my best to pretend I wasn’t on the verge of shooting my own load into my shorts from having watched that all unfold. “Thanks man,” said Ray as he kept up the act. He pulled his spent cock out of Joey and lifted up off the bed. He stood over Joey and slapped his ass, “Good thing you aren’t a girl cause if you were my potent load would definitely knock you up.” Joey did his best to act like this had just been another of the pump and dump encounters, “Thank you for giving my your load Sir.” “Your welcome Boy, I’m just bummed it’s only my load I’m giving you,” replied Ray as he zipped up his pants and turned to leave the room. On his way out, he leaned into me and whispered, “You have to call me if ever wants this for real, I’ll gladly take a med holiday to knock him up.” “Thank you for coming,” I said loudly as I nodded at Ray and gave him a thumbs up. Ray left the room and headed out of the house as I quickly pulled down my shorts and climbed on top of Joey who was still laying on the bed in a state of bliss after his organism. “He was a hot fucker,” I said as I slid my cock into Joey’s cum filled ass. It wasn’t going to take me long to add my own load. “You’ve been taking your PrEP right?” asked Joey, trying to disguise the sudden panic in his voice as he thought I was sliding my bare cock into his hole which had just received a toxic load.

Fucking great start to a story. I'm disappointed that it was never followed up on.

Still very tight 🍑

I guess I have sort of been denying to myself that diapers at times may be necessary for me. To realize what I have done to myself. I kept saying Id stop abusing my ass before I did any pearment damage. But I couldn't resist the temptation. It becomes an obsession. And in a way, that I guess only the others here can understand, I am proud of how stretched my hole is.

Love taking BBC bareback and getting bred by a black Daddy.

I am 63 and have not had sex in 10 years. Hard to find anyone in this town into older guys Plus, I had prostate cancer surgery 10 years ago and cant get hard. That seems to be a turn off for guys here.

Imagining Rick and Dan making and eating dinner as @mancocodescribed was so hot and arousing. Everyday tasks/chores can lead to some of the hottest sex. Rick is clearly setting rules and expectations for their relationship as part of his plan for Dan after converting. I am curious if Dan is even aware of Rick's subtle rule making since his focus is on getting bred as often as pozzible by his toxic daddy? I am reminded of a meme that circulated on social media several years ago regarding the "Gay Agenda." It pictured same-sex couples doing ordinary and everyday chores. Its point was: the "Gay Agenda" is to live life with a partner filled with joy and happiness. Rick and Dan seem to be building this in the latest chapters with some sexy pozzings as a bonus. (Well, it wouldn't be BZ material without these! 😉) Kudos, @mancoco!

I know I was fucking around with some guys in their late 60's when I was in my early 30's. I also got asked to take the virginity of a kid claiming to be 18 at the bathhouse not too long ago, so I've bred a guy who was 38 years my junior.

My point was that you probably have taken piss in your hole, and wasn't aware of it. If you've been getting bred for a while, it's highly likely that you've gotten some, even if it wasn't the top's intention, and less likely -- but still likely -- that you've probably been "stealthed" by a top, meaning that he didn't want you to know that he was also pissing in you while he fucked you.

I definitely agree with @Njn0mc and block him. I would love to answer the how many years difference question, but honestly, I don't know. The age of my sex mates hasn't been something I've cared about (much like their race). Some in our community fret trivial things like age or race; and honestly, it is time for us to just set them aside until they grow up.

Fuck yeah. I enjoy the struggle fucking and love those hung bully tops that bent you over and force you into submission. Fucking hot when they just spit on their cock and force you to take it until your hole is loose. The pleasure is in the pain for sure.

In my 20's I was playing with Men in their 60's and 70's. I think the oldest I have ever played with was supposedly 81. I had hot fun with every damn one of them. Sucking, fucking, eating loads. Age is a number, sex and horniness is Universal. I am 54 and still love playing with Men in their 60's and 70's. Saner, more grounded and more sensual. 🏳️‍🌈🌈💦💦

So after nearly two decades of raw sex I tested positive. Beyond the mental reckoning and recalibration I came out of this in a better place. Fear and worry were replaced with freedom. I am on meds and responding well. But….i needed fucked. With zero fear I got a motel room, taped the door latch and posted on socials. Blindfolded myself, sniffed poppers and took loads for five hours straight. There were obviously downtimes when I was between cocks, but I just kept working for more and more. The freedom of it was insane. I don’t recall any monster cocks, just a lot of cocks. I had 23 tally marks on my ass when I was done. I can’t wait to do it again.

An old fuckbuddy from college was in town for work for the past week and reached out. He’s still hot as hell and still has his massive dick. He was probably my favorite hookup in college and he fucked my first hands-free nut out of me. Big dick top ended up staying with me and he’s been breeding me pretty good. Last night was BDT’s last night in town and we decided to go to the bathhouse. I’m not always in the mood to get fucked with an audience but I was last night. BDT was deep dicking me pretty good and we had an audience, I lost track but ended up with 5 or 6 loads by the end of the night and a couple more on my face. It was one of the best nights of getting fucked I’ve had in a long time. Nothing beats sucking some dick while getting bred by a hung top.

for that exact reason I'd love to get it smaller or caged. I personally don't even like when the top is playing with my cock, I just want to serve his needs and take pleasure from his pleasure.

I love to be called a faggot while taking raw cock and cum!

I went to SF for Folsom last year. When I saw the Horse Market Party was heading in SF too, I purchased the ticket with extra money to ensure I could get in, since all the tickets already sold out. It was the best party I've been to. There were about over 30 mares (I was one of them), and I only saw one guy wearing white mask. Almost everyone chose the red mask and played raw. The party started at 6PM. Mares got in first, and staffs helped us to get ready. Then stallions got in at 6:30PM then started fucking. It's interesting that before stallions came in, I was chatting with another mare who took the sling next to me. He said he is from local. His husband and he attended this party many times. And his husband is stallion. I asked him what's his highest record. He said he had 17 cocks at one night. I told him my goal was 10 cocks. I had 18 cocks in four hours. Oh Yeah!

The theme of the monthly meeting organized by Mark and Adam this time was Whose Husband is the Biggest Slut. The evening started with a two-hour competition, which targeted 3 couples. The couple's slut husband was tied to a sling with leather straps and the spouse's task was to get as many men as possible to breed the slut. Above each of the three slings was a digital display that showed the number of cum loads that had been released into the slut's hole. The slut in the first sling was Johan, a 62-year-old muscular silver fox. His husband, a few years younger, also muscular Kieran. He enticed the men to fuck the cheating daddy, who never refuses any load. In the middle sling was Ben, an overweight man of about 40. Ben's husband Thomas was clearly older, about 55, very thin and not looking healthy. Thomas advertised Ben's fat ass as a diseased hole that had seen everything. According to Thomas, Ben is always collecting bugs. Ben loves it when men fuck his bug filled hole. In the last sling was 20-year-old Jay with a swimmer's body. Her skinny and smooth nerdy boyfriend Jon was also 20. According to Jon, they had been together for 3 years and lived in a monogamous relationship. At Jay's request, they decided to open up their relationship and this is the first time Jay is going to be fucked. Jay is the top of the relationship, and now they both hope Jay will become a poz. Their hope is that Jay could later convert Jon. Mark and Adam already knew from experience that this arrangement makes men hot. But they had not imagined how hot. It quickly became clear that Jay's muscular swimmer's ass was the most willing hole for men to empty their balls. But practically all the men wanted to use their cocks in John and Ben's holes first before thrusting into Jay's unprotected hole. Jay heard countless times during the evening that he was a naughty boy who loves dirty cocks. For the entire two hours Jay's boyfriend was on his knees next to the sling and he greedily licked every cock that had emptied its balls into Jay's hole. When Mark and Adam announced after two hours that the game was over it was time to see the winners. Jay had collected a total of 68 loads, Ben 12 and Johan 8. After the game the evening and night continued normally, with lots of fucking and other socializing. Many people were interested in fucking Jon during the evening. It may be that Jon and Jay's dream of Jay converting Jon will not come true.

Fuckkkkk. Thus is the hottest damn story I've read in a while. 👍👍 2 thumbs up for this one. Keep it going man.

We arrive at the club. All the walls are black and seemingly coated in decades of who-knows-what, it’s dimly lit, the air is palpable with smells leather, BO, and poppers, there are a few darkrooms with tables, benches, and ties on the walls, a bunch of shadowy figures milling around, and deep house lightly thumping. We hold hands tightly as we make our way around, so not to lose each other. We pass by a few guys tied up on different contraptions but there are such dense crowds surrounding them, jerking off and or waiting to fuck that it’s too much work to watch. It must be obvious we’re a bit lost because a guy stops us and asks if we’re looking for anything specific. He's very handsome compared to most of the guys here. He also looks like he might be Italian and has dark brown eyes, a little stubble, is probably in his late 40’s, 5’11, 210 lbs, a muscular dad-bod, straight-guy-style jeans on, his shirt’s off and tucked into his front pocket, and he has fur that starts right around his belly button and goes down into his jeans. Standing with him is a similar looking and styled guy but a little shorter, about 5’9, also no shirt, a backward hat, a backpack, and furrier (full stomach and chest). I tell them “We’re here hoping to pick a few pointers on bondage.” and the taller of the two lights up, “Oh nice! I’m Dean and this is Carl. We work here part-time, mainly because we enjoy showing young studs like you how to have a good time with fetish play.” Jason squeezes my hand to tell me he’s likes what he hears. We all chat for a few minutes and Dean explains he got into this scene around our age, when he became a sub for an older Dom POZ daddy. His partner passed away from AIDS and now Dean has become the Dom with Carl. As we talk, the crowd bumps us all closer until we have our hands around each other’s shoulders and or waists in a friendly huddle-of-sorts. Dean and Carl are a little handsy, massaging and rubbing our shoulders and waists as they talk. It makes me a bit uneasy but as Dean talks I can feel warm breath my face, smell his bo from his exposed pit right next to my face, and I don’t want any of it to stop. I’m so horny, I can’t help but imagine what Deans dark olive dick and ass hole look like. I glance at Jason and he seems to be on the same page I am, encouraging Dean to continue talking. We agree that Dean will teach us the basics of sensory deprivation on a sling “a little step up from a blindfold.” He says. I can tell Jason is trying to hide is excitement. As we break the huddle, Carl pulls two gel packets our of his pocket, rips the tops off and tells us to open our mouths. A bit lost in the moment, we do and he squeezes the contents into our mouths and swallow. The gel is a nasty tinny grape flavor. He says with a smile “It’s like viagra but faster acting and stronger.” Jason and I are already horny af and never take ed meds, but we are familiar. Both of us look at each other with a “too late now” look. Nearly right away I feel my dick twitching, my balls feeling like they’re in overdrive to produce spunk, and my face become warmer. We find a sling in one of the corners of a room and Jason nearly jumps out of his cloths, now only sporting a slightly stained (from our cum) white jock. As he gets settled in the sling, I’m glad to see there’s a dim red spotlight shining on his lower body, so I can see what Dean is doing.

On regular cruises there is ample opportunity to find cock. Most cruises will have a "Friends of Dorothy" event toward cocktail time. You'll find these listed on the daily activity sheet that's put in your room each day. "FOD" is a code dating back decades; the cruise line welcomes gay travelers and this is their way of providing a way to meet other gays on the cruise. This is usually a "private" event with a cash bar, free appetizers in a meeting room on the ship; it is usually very discreet. Now for the fun pick-ups. I go on several cruises per year and I go solo. There is just too much action. Face it, you're with a huge group of people so there are going to plenty of gay men around. The easy way to find the gay men are to go to the photo postings. The cruise line photographers take pics of everyone boarding and then they post in the shopping area for people to buy. There's no names but you can see who the two guys are that came on together, or even better the guy that comes on with his Mom. Then there are the married guys or those with their GF. The first night they're getting slammed and being very romantic. The first night is not good for hunting however, by the second night they are starting to look for new adventures. I always look for small out of the way bars. There will be several on the ship. Find one you like, tip the bartender well, and stay at that bar. People cycle through these bars about half hour. Be talkative with the guys, men let their guard down. Plus by tipping the bartender, they're going to be your friend and chat with you a lot. That says to other passengers you're a good guy. These passenger guys have been drinking all day and are in a party mood. Around the second day, guys want to be with guys and women have found their friends to shop on the ship. No matter, I average at least 3 cocks per night before getting my "overnight" guest. Then there's the daytime while in port. Don't leave the ship. Stay on the ship, hang out at the little bar and you'll be amazed at who will stop by to chat and he's bored. Keep in mind, I travel solo so don't need to worry about coordinating with a cabin mate. For any of this to work, get out of the gay bar mentality and do not pose. This is a vacation, so up beat and talkative is the secret sauce. For my finial each night I go on the hunt in the casino. I spend a lot of time around the craps table. This is where the testosterone is in the air, men are being men and they are drunk. There's winners and loser there, your job is work the one you want to help "celebrate or console." By the 3rd night of a cruise, the casino staff knows what I'm up to and usually point me in the right direction. A nice tip helps the process along. There are slow times in the casino usually during dinner. Sit down, play a game and chat it up with the casino staff. Regarding staff, there are some very hott men working on these ships; however, there are really strict policies for them. No Fraternizing. I've connected with many cruise staf but the time and circumstances were right. If you try to make it happen you'll just frustrate yourself. One trick is to get to a show early each night, get a front row seat and make eye contact with your target on stage. During the evening or day you'll see him onboard like a passenger; they use the pool and go to the bars. If you're in the same seat two nights in a row, the cast remembers you. Go up and talk with him and compliment on his performance when you see him around the ship. Every time I meet an entertainer, it's in the late night "dance" bar. I'll follow the one I'm interested in when he heads to the restroom. I don't approach in the restroom but just kind of bump into him in the hall. These guys are ultra paranoid about breaking the rules of fraternizing with passengers. If all of this fails or just not your style, there's the hook up place that's been known since passenger ships started sailing: the steam room. Every ship has a very nice steam room. This is where the Bi and married guys go. Plan on around 5:00. Bi and married guys say to their wife/GF that they're going to go get a steam and shower down in the locker room. Women love this. The cabins are small and bathrooms even smaller. Women want their time alone to get ready do their make-up etc. Generally, the guys heading to the steam room aren't gay and you probably won't get any ass action. But it is hott!! There are ground rules for steam rooms around the world, they hold true on ships too. Most guys will have a towel on, you should too. Then a little rubbing and some wood, then nature takes it's course. So here's a nice primer for you on cruise ship play time. Final note, avoid cruises that are overload with families especially those out of Port Canaveral. You'll get action, it's just a lot more difficult. Cruises out of Ft Lauderdale have always been my most productive because they are geared toward higher priced demographic; which tends to be open to new experiences. (Note, that is a good line when a "straight guy" starts to back out. Just mention that this is a cruise and new experiences are part of the adventure; the alcohol will usually get their brain back in the right place). My best cruise ever is the one out of Galveston going to Mexico. This is a serious drinking, gambling cruise that's loaded with red neck Texas bubbas. Get some drinks in them, their big hair wives want to go to bed at 11, and they're out with their buddies. At blackjack or the craps table they will start talking about how great it would be to get a BJ.............it all depends on your talent.

Part 6 We took a few minutes to allow the boys to freshen up in the shower, have some water and get a little to eat before we readied them for the next part of their welcome to their new home. We took them down to the ‘work area’ and the largest room we have in the place. In the room we had 2 slings set up and plenty of fixed cameras to catch all the action that was about to happen. We helped the boys get into the slings and secured their arms and legs before we told them what was about to happen to them for the next session. Before we could start to tell them about what was planned one of the twins asked if they were now poz like their dad and uncle. I had to be honest with them that we won’t know if it takes for a 2 to 4 weeks. The next question really shocked and surprised me and Chase. They asked if there was another way to help be sure that their Uncle Tyler was the one who pozzed them. I asked if they really wanted to know who their poz father was or just leave it to chance. They gave us a very strong argument when they pointed out that I was the one who infected their real dad and if I passed on my bug to them then I would be their poz dad. They could then call me dad (instead of Uncle Tyler). Then their dad and I would both be their fathers. I didn’t even have to look over to Chase to know what he was thinking. He grabbed a couple of the empty points, a tourniquet and came to where I was standing. He expertly drew enough blood to fill each one about 75%. Then we each approached a twin with a (well) prepared point and the point filled with my poz blood. We let the boys know that with my blood, there would be no doubt who their poz dad was. As we prepped the boys for their injections we let them know that we have invited a number of friends (along with the guys that work for us) to take a turn fucking each of them. They were about to be gang banged till their holes were dripping with all the cum they could hold. The tourniquets were placed tightly on each twin’s bicep, alcohol was rubbed over a couple good veins, then the points were both inserted and we were sure that we were in the vein good before we first emptied the blood then the Tina into each twin. These slams were strong and we planned to follow them up shortly after the twins were well into their rush. When the tourniquets were pulled off the boys they both began a strong coughing fit as we again rubbed their chest helped them ride to the other side. We knew they were ready when the twin I had slammed looked up to me and said he needed his hole filled with as much cock as we had for them. I walked over to the other twin and asked if he too needed his hole filled like his brother said. He looked up at me cross eyed (I’m sure the slams were affecting the twins eye sight) and answered, ‘Fuck yeah Daddy Tyler, I need cock in me too!” Chase opened the door and the steady stream of guys came in along with 4 hand cameras. As the guys came into the room some of them were already smoking Tina, had slammed earlier, or (like me and Chase) needed to slam before we started the gang bang. The only thing Chase and I needed to do before we slammed ourselves was to give each twin their added slam (along with more of my blood). Before we knew it there was a guy between each twin’s restrained legs. We had given instructions to the guys earlier that the twins were not to be fucked until they begged for it proper. While each twin was receiving an expert rim job we administered their second slam along with my blood mixed in to the point (since these slams were nowhere as big as the ones they had gotten moments earlier). The twins were begging for their asses to be stuffed with cock so that each one was finally impaled as we were about to administer their slams. The boys had no clue what we were doing as they each had a nice size cock thrusted balls deep then held there as we approached, quickly tied off each twin’s arm then quickly administered the slams. When the boys began coughing for a second time the guy whose cock was buried in their ass began fucking. The sensation of a coughing bottom along with the slight jump in temperature must have felt incredible because they didn’t seem to last that long (plus I knew a number of our guests were saving their cum for our boys). Mean while, Chase and I stood near the twins so they could watch (if they were able to see) us administer our own slams. We weren’t slamming that much, enough to carry us through the gang bang. Every guy that came to fuck the twins took a turn in each boy’s ass. There were comments as to which twin had the better hole. But when it came down to it, they were identical twins and had exactly the same hole to fuck