newboy1689

Part 1 I knew as soon as I felt his load, the first load I had ever take, being unloaded deep inside my gut that I needed more and that my days as a total top were over. I had come to the baths, an arrogant twenty for year old, with a well built body for which I had worked hard, short cropped dark brown hair, a rather pail completion that contrasted sharply with my dark body hair and the attitude of a no-nonsense seasoned breeder. By no means was this was not my first trip to the baths. I frequently donned a skimpy towel and went in quest of a bottom to pound when the urge to empty by balls in a slut’s hole overwhelmed me. Ever sense I had come out when I was fourteen told me I was a top, and that it was my duty to dump my load into every boy with whom I played, from my first boyfriend till that night. It probably helped that I loved to see my thick seven and a half inch member disappear inside a boy’s hole, his ass lips clinging to my shaft. That night began like any of my other trips to the baths. I purchased a locker, stripped off, slung a towel around my trim waist making sure it was low enough to show off my ample pubes and then, with my key around my wrist, headed off in search of a bottom to breed. I made my way to the sling room, the easiest place to find an open hole searching for some cock, my cock stiffening as I walked listening to the groans of men all around me and breathing in the smell of sex that lingered in the air. The sling room was dimly lit, just well enough to make out where guys were but not well enough to really make out distinct faces. I dropped my towel off in a corner by the door and proceeded, my erect cock standing out in front of me, naked through the room. Multiple slings hung from the ceiling, and were arranged in a circle so that the bottom’s asses all faced out towards the walls and the bottoms could watch themselves being bred in the mirrored ceiling. After cruising past several of the bottoms I alighted upon a blonde boy about my age with his legs in the air and the slightly vacuous expression of someone who had just been fucked more then he thought possible. I walked up between his legs and started rubbing my cock head against his well fucked, dripping hole. “How many loads you have in your hole, guy?” I asked. “I lost count,” the blonde replied vaguely, suggesting "but add yours to the mix. Give me you cock man. I need you inside of me.” I didn’t need any more encouragement then that. I pressed my cock against his hole and easily slid inside. This boy was so loose and full of cum that I didn’t bother starting out slow letting him get used to my cock, but rather started pounding him as hard as I could grabbing hold of the chains that suspended the sling from the ceiling to pull him back and pound him harder. With each deep penetrating thrust the blonde let out a little whimper and would occasionally continue begging me for my load and my cock. Sweat began to run down my back as I hammered away. Just then I felt a presence behind me and then promptly two hands appeared on my hips guiding me how to plow the boy. Then a man pressed his body against my back, and leaning around me, looked at the bottom and asked “How ya doing kid? Feelin' good?” “Hell yeah,” was the bottom’s response.

There were three new messages waiting for me and a few emails. I checked the texts first. One was irrelevant to my mission for loads as it was from a girl in my physics study group. The other two, however, got my hole twitching again. They were both from guys to whom Jeff had given my number. One was looking for later in the afternoon. The other guy, however, I found much more exciting. ‘Hey, Jeff gave my your number and address. I’m about five minutes away. You wanna get bred again?” He attached a picture of a thick fat cock with a massive mushroom head surrounded by a thicket of dark black pubes. I replied: “Yes. Door is open.” “On my way.” I checked the emails on my phone and sent my phone number to a few other guys who looked promising, and just as I was about to open adam4adam I heard footsteps in the hallway outside my door. I tossed my phone back onto my bed and knelt in front of the door. As the handle started to turn I suddenly realized that the only part of this man that I had seen was his cock. I knew that that was somehow wrong, or dirty - that I was ready to take this stranger’s load, but the fact that I had no idea who was about to walk in the door only made my hole twitch more and my hunger for cum deepen. The door swung open and a guy not much older then I walked in. He was short with shaggy dark brown hair and a broad barrel chest. His blue eyes twinkled as he looked at me and said, ”Hey.” I almost laughed at the casualness of his greeting, but just responded, “Hey.” “So you wanna get bred like a slut?” he asked, closing the door. “Yes please.” “How many loads have you taken?” “Two today, one last night.” “Turn around and spread your cheeks. I wanna see your hole.” I spun around and bent over, sticking my ass in the air and reached back to spread my hole wide for him. “Fuck that’s a hot, tender pink hole gaping open just a little bit. I’m gonna give you a big fat load up there.” He pulled off his shirt and kicked of his shoes. I was impressed that such a short guy could be so fucking stacked. His pecs rippled as he moved, his torso was completely smooth except for a thick dense treasure trail leading down into his decidedly tented sweat pants. As he stepped closer he dropped his pants revealing the tick mushroom headed cock I had seen in a picture - the head of which now glistened with precum. He got down on his knees behind me and lined up his cock with my hole. I let out a long moan of ecstasy as he sank his cock into my waiting cum filled hole. We didn’t need any pretence or foreplay we both knew what we needed. He needed to get off and my hole needed to be bred. I arched my back and pressed my ass back onto him as his mushroom head stretched out my insides. “Damn, you’ve got a hot hole,” and with that he started to fuck me slowly, adding “it's so wet and warm.” I met him back with each trust, and in no time, he was pounding me, pulling his cock almost completely out of my hole and then slamming it back into my hole. A little part of me in the back of my mind was screaming, “You don’t even know his name,” but the rest of me didn’t care. “Fuck,” he said, “your ass feels so good on my cock. I’m not going to last very long.” “Fucking breed my hole,” I encouraged. “Don’t worry, I will.” After a few more minutes he grunted and slammed all the way into my hole, his cock twitching as he shot his load deep into my guys. When his cock finally stopped throbbing I expected him to pull out but after a few moments he just started slowly pulling in and out of my hole 'til once more he was he was fucking me in earnest, his cock never leaving my hole or having going soft. “I normally cum at least three times before I go soft,” he grunted by way of explanation. He wasn’t lying. In fact it wasn’t until after the fifth time that he grunted and slammed his cock balls deep in me to shoot his load that he pulled out his cock finally slacking. “I’m gonna keep your number,” he said before getting dressed and leaving. I lay on the floor, covered in sweat and cum, wondering for a moment what the hell I had become.

For a long moment I just lay there fingering his load in my hole, and then my phone chirped again. “Ready boy, what’s the address,” was all the message said. I quickly responded to theItalianStalion with my address. After just a few moments my phone chirped again, “Great. I’m really close be there in 10.” My heart was pounding again and a mixture of excitement and dread ran though me. I had clearly lost my mind, but my cock or rather my hole was doing the thinking for me. I had two loads sloshing around in my guts and I needed more. There seemed to be no end to my hole’s craving for loads. I just stood there for a few moments, naked, next to my front door and then, thinking better of it, went into my room grabbed a jockstrap off the floor and stuffed my semi hard cock into the pouch. It didn’t seem like it had been ten minutes when the knock came at the door. I quickly peeped through the peep hole and saw the handsome face of theItalianStalion waiting in the hall for me. Quickly I opened the door and stepped back to let him in. He seemed to look into my soul for a moment as he took me in, naked and sweaty in just a jockstrap. It was then that I became aware of the fact that the entire apartment stank of sex. I must have looked like such a slut, and in that moment I was. “You’re a hot little fucker,” he said, pulling his t-shirt off. As he raised his arms the smell or sweat spring from him and I saw that his chest was still glistening slightly from his work out. He looked even bigger and hairier then he had in his picture and my cock sprung to it’s full six and a half inches at the though of this hunk of man breeding my hole. “Turn around, I wanna see that ass.” I turned around and bent over slightly. “Looks like you’ve got some cum leaking out of your hole boy. How many loads you got up there already.” “Two,” I answered. “You are a slut. Well that’s good cause I’m in the mood to breed some slut cunt.” I heard a rustling and then felt his big strong hands against my hips. The smell of gym sweat filled my nostrils as I felt his cock rub up my crack. I bent over more and braced myself against my knees, his cock sliding up and down between my cheeks. From in my room I head my phone chirp, but I ignored it and focused on the man behind me. “You want me to fuck you boy? You want me to slide my cock raw into your cunt and fill you with my spunk? You wanna get bred slut?” My answer came out almost in a moan, “yes.” “Good boy.” At that his cock found my hole and he pressed the thick mushroom head into me. If it hadn’t been for the two loads already in my hole for lube I don’t think I could have taken his thick veiny cock. “Fuck your hole is so wet and warm, I’m gonna fill you with my big load. I haven’t’ cum for three days, I’m gonna flood your guts, leave you dripping for the next guy. You gonna look for more loads today boy?” “As many as I can get I replied breathlessly trying to adjust to his fat cock which was now balls deep in my formerly tight condoms-only hole. “That’s fucking hot. Feed that hungry hole. Maybe I’ll come by tonight after your hole’s been used up for seconds.” He had started to thrust in and out of my hole now. There was no slow building up of speed with him, he had gone straight for pounding and I was gasping for breath as he pummeled my hole. My phone chirped again. “Oh god, pound my hole. Breed me! Fill me with your spunk! Shoot your load up my ass!” I begged as he pounded. Suddenly he grabbed me and turned us together so that he could pin me against the wall and resumed his ass breaking pounding. I knew that my neighbors could hear me screaming as this man who’s name I didn’t even know slammed his raw cock in and out of my hole. “You ready for my load boy?” “Yeah! Breed my hole!” “Here it comes.” He pressed his cock as deep as it would go into my hole and held me tight as his cock throbbed with in me. His load rocketed deep into my hole mixing with the other two loads sloshing around in there. His whole body seemed to convulse as he came, and feeling him shiver and shake behind me I felt pride at the pleasure my hole had just given him, and a need to provide that for more men. After a very long moment he pulled out. I stood back up straight and watched as he dressed. Not twenty minutes after he had gotten there he was ready to leave again, but I wouldn’t have traded those twenty minutes for all the world. “I’ll be back to breed you again later tonight boy,” he said and then he was gone. I ran a finger across my hole and felt the slickens of loads leaking out of me. I sucked on my finger for a moment, and then crossed to the bedroom to check my phone.

I turned the movie back on and watched as Ian Jay’s hole opened up easily to except Dan Fisk’s long thick cock. The horny bottom groaned as his hole was penetrated and I started to rub my cock. My hole twitched at the realization that in a few minutes I would be the bottom moaning as a raw cock slid inside of me. The pleasure on Ian’s face increased my lust to be bred and I started to look nervously at the door willing my top to get there sooner. My computer rang with an Adam4Adam alert and I paused the movie to click over. theItalianStalion had messaged me back, “headin to the gym, horny as fuck, lookin for a hole to breed when I’m done. how long are you free today?” I messaged back telling him I was taking loads all day and for him to text me when he was ready to come use my hole and provided him with my phone number. After sending my message I turned the movie back on. Just a few seconds later my phone chirped with a text message, “I’ll be done in about two hours boy, you want me all hot and sweaty from the gym?” “Fuck yes,” I replied guessing this was theItalianStalion. “I’ll text you for the address when I’m done here boy.” My cock throbbed and my hole twitched at the though of having another guy in such quick succession to the first. What the hell had come over me. Another text came through, “here,” it read, and then was quickly followed by, “open the door a little and get on your knees.” I did as I was instructed and opened the door a crack and got on my knees just behind it still wearing only my white briefs. I waited with baited breath for a few long moments to the silence out in the hall, and then I heard soft footsteps coming from the stairs and heading to my door. They paused for a moment outside and then slowly the door swung open and there he stood. He looked just like he had in his pictures, tall and blonde with a strong angular face, he wore a polo shirt, brown shoes, and tan pants that were slightly tented out at the crotch. He closed the door behind him and pulled of his shirt, then he quickly shucked his shoes and pants and lastly dropped his boxer briefs revealing a cock that while still mostly soft was surprisingly thick. “Well get over here and suck my cock,” he said in a gruff manly voice. I scrabbled over to him and swallowed his semi-hard cock in one go. He groaned a little as his cock began to swell in my mouth. I bobbed my head back and forth slathering over his shaft working it to fullness. Now I’ve been told in the past that I give a damn fine blow job and most of the guys that I had been with had enjoyed a nice long one before the fucked me but this guy had different ideas. A soon as his cock was fully hard he pulled it from my mouth and grabbed hold of my shoulders so he could spin me around. I suddenly found myself with my ass in the air and my chest pressed into the floor as this stranger rubbed a rough finger over my hole. He spit on his finger and my hole and worked his way inside a little bit twisting his finger around in my hole. Normally I needed a lot of rimming and fingering to get ready to take a cock but on this day my hole just opened up and was only too willing to open wide and accommodate this man’s considerable girth. He moaned his appreciation at my now winking hole. “Sweet little boy cunt,” he muttered, “You ready to get bred boy?” “Fuck yes, breed my ass.” “Good answer.” His finger was removed from my hole and I felt the warm wide blunt slick head of his cock pressing against my hole. I pressed back a little and tried to relax, under normal circumstances I would be terrified trying to take his cock but my hunger seemed to banish all of my fears. I needed his cock and so it must fit. Gradually my hole blossomed around his cock and he was soon able to slide balls deep in my ass. I groaned. He pulled out very slowly just so that his head remained inside my rim and then after a moment without any warning he slammed the full length of his thick meat back inside my hole, he repeated this several times each time slamming back a little harder and then he began to deep fuck me pounding away at my hole with long powerful strokes. My whole body shook with every thrust, pressing me into the floor. I was powerless against his pounding, not that I would ever have wanted to stop it. His raw cock sliding in and out of my hole was sending waves of pleasure across my body. My moaning was reduced to whimpering as the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the apartment and my nostrils became saturated with the smell of sex. My body seemed to be melting away and all that was left was my hole stretched around this strangers raw cock. His did was becoming my whole world, the cum he would soon plant inside my guts the only thing I cared about. He pulled out suddenly and growled, “get on your back, I wanna see your face when I breed your hole.” I quickly rolled over, grabbed my ankles, and presented him with my hole again. He moved swiftly into position and sank his cock back into my now wet and sloppy hole. Sweat dripped from his strong furry muscular body onto my skinny pail chest. His armpit was right above my face and I could smell the sweet intoxicating sent that a man only produces when he’s fucking someone. He leaned in close to my face and muttered, “I’m gonna breed your sweet boy cunt now.” “Do it, breed my hole,” I encouraged. He gave my hole a few more deep pounds and then growled as he bottomed out and sunk balls deep inside of me his cock pulsing madly. I groaned as I felt his load rushing into me, filling my gut. After a long minute he pulled out his cock starting to soften and quickly got dressed. “You’ve got a nice fucking hole boy, I’ve got some friends who might like to use you, mind if I give out your number to some of them?” “Please do.” “Good answer slut,” and with that he was gone. For a long moment I just lay there fingering his load in my hole, and then my phone chirped again.

That morning I woke with an all consuming urge like none that I had ever felt before, as soon as I opened my eyes I knew that I needed to be fucked and bred that day. I rolled over in bed and reached behind me to rub a finger over my furry pucker, it slipped easily a little way inside my hole. I could feel the sticky warmth of the load that had been deposited in my hole the night before. I slid my finger in deeper and looked at the boy laying naked next to me. He was this cute closeted twink from three doors down, he had shown up at my door late last night drunk saying his girlfriend had ditched him at a party and he needed to blow his load. Until that night we had been condom only, I had been condom only with everyone, but I was out of condoms and we were both horny so we went for it anyway. The sex was perfunctory, the load was huge, warm, and life changing. I pressed my finger against my prostate and let out a low moan. The twink slept on. Being fully aware that my finger would never satisfy the lust I was feeling that day I got out of bed, pulled on a pair of briefs that were laying on the floor and walked over to my desk. I opened my laptop, pulled up the web browser and stopped not really sure what to do next. I pulled up craigslist and typed out a hasty ad. Bottom boy looking to get bred, can host or travel. Send pic to receive reply. I attached a mirror shot of myself showing my body and my ass but not my face and after just a moments hesitation clicked post. Then I clicked over to Adam4Adam and started editing my profile: changing my practices to anything goes, and my sexual role to bottom from vers. The twink stirred in my bed and then looked at me bleary eyed. “What time is it?” he said. “Like ten am.” “Shit I gotta go,” he got up and got dressed. As he crossed to the front door of the apartment he turned and said, “I’ll… um… I’ll text you.” I clenched my ass a little and felt his load in my hole, my cock throbbed. I moved with my computer back to the bed and typed in “Gay bareback porn”. The sheer volume of search results was over whelming but one stuck out to me: Treasure Island Media. I scrolled quickly through their films and then after a few minutes on a ******* site had several downloading. I rubbed my finger over my hole again feeling a little cum leaking out. I had just started watching “The Breeding of Ian Jay” when my phone chirped that I had a new email, almost at the same moment my computer rang with the familiar tone of a new message on Adam4Adam. I opened the email first. “Still looking?” was all it said and included three pictures. The first of a tall blonde man standing on mountain trail somewhere, the second of the same man in a bathroom with just a pair of short running shorts on revealing a thin lean muscular body and a generous dusting of light brown hair, and the third and most intriguing of the bunch was of a thick veiny cock nestled in a thick cropping of light brown pubes. I immediately replied, “YES!” and included my phone number. Adam4Adam presented me with another equally appealing prospect: a smile from a 29 year old muscle bear cub with an eight inch cock. His main picture was just of his muscular furry torso in a leather harness, his private pics which he had unlocked included a pic of his strong handsome face, a pic of his massive Italian cock (I guessed at his ethnicity based on his screen name being theItalianStalion) and a pic of his thick chunk of man meat sunk raw, halfway up some dude’s ass. “Hey, what’s up?” I replied to him and waited. My phone was the first to go off. “Hey it’s Jeff, when can I breed that boyhole. I’m free till 1.” “Now.” “Address?” What the hell was I doing, I knew nothing about this man other then what he looked like, and that was assuming he looked like his pics and I was about to send him my address and let him fuck my ass? I sent him my address. “On my way, be there in 20.” My hole twitched and I felt a little more cum escape. What if he’s turned off by that? I panicked a little. “I already have one load in my ass, I hope that’s alright…” “Only one, I would have guessed more ” Then after a moment, “When did you get this load?” “Last night at like 4am” “You showered yet?” “No, but I can take one really fast.” “Don’t. I’ll text you when I get there.”

“Good answer boy, now I think, considering how quickly you ran down here, that you don’t wanna wait any longer then you have to to get my cock up your tight boy hole, do you?” “No I don’t.” “Bend over,” he growled in my ear. I did as he commanded, and my heart began to pound. I had only been fucked once before and though I didn’t know how big this man’s cock was it was certainly bigger then the little pencil cock I had taken before and now it seemed like he was gonna go in my hole raw and dry. I was almost starting to panic when I felt something warm and wet press against my hole. I looked back and saw the man on his knees, spreading my ass with his hands his face buried between my cheeks. A few guys had rimmed me before but nothing like this, the stubble on his face rubbed against my cheeks sending waves of pleasure through my body as his tongue darted across my hole. I moaned loudly and arched my back, pressing my ass into him. I felt his tongue slowly working my hole open flicking in and out over and over again till finally my hole seemed to just open wide under the warm wet assault. Then a finger pressed into my hole and again I moaned. This man knew how to open up a boy’s hole and put him in heat at the same time. I felt sweat running down my back as I began to try and fuck myself on the two fingers he now had in my hole. He chuckled and added a third. I was in heaven, this was everything I had wanted it to be. He clearly hadn’t showered sense breeding the twink because the smell of sex already hung heavy in the air as he gradually opened my hole up for his cock. “Fuck me, please, God, breed my hole!” I began to bed and he twisted four fingers in and out of my now well-loosened hole. “You want me to knock you up boy? Fill your hole with my seed?” “Yes please. Fuck me and dump your load in me!” I was in a frenzy bucking back on to his four fingers. Then suddenly the were gone and I felt empty for a split second before something new and blunt pressed against my hole. I knew it was his cock as soon as I felt it and I held my breath in anticipation. Slowly he began to press his cock head against my hole, which still even after all the stretching felt like it was never going to accommodate his massive cock. He and I both knew that that was not an option however, and I began to push back on his cock willing it to pop inside my hole. When it did I gasped and stars burst in front of my eyes. He began to press the rest of his cock inside of me, spitting on his cock and my hole occasionally for more lube. I tried to take long slow breaths but soon found myself panting from lust. Once he was all the way inside of me he only gave me a moment to get used to his cock before he started to fuck me in earnest. With long slow strokes he pulled his cock out right to the tip and then just as slowly slid the whole thing back in again till his balls rested against mine. I smiled and pushed my ass back against him, I couldn’t get enough of this man’s perfect cock. His pace steadily began to quicken till he was hammering away at me and the room was filled with the sounds of flesh slamming into flesh and my ever increasing whimpering of pleasure. “You like having that hole fucked my a man’s cock, boy?” “YES! Don’t stop!” “I wanna see your face when I breed your hole. Get on the table.” He pulled out of my hole and pushed me forward towards the kitchen table, which I quickly laid on my back on and tossed my legs in the air. In a few seconds his cock was back in my hole and the onslaught had began again. I held onto my ankles for dear life as he hammered away. In this new position his cock was hitting a different spot in my ass and I felt my own cock tingling, suddenly without my having touched it at all cum began to rocket from my cock. I shook with the violence of my own orgasm, my ass must have tightened around the man’s cock because he suddenly growled and slammed his cock balls deep in my hole. “Take my fucking load boy.” I couldn’t believe it I could feel his cock pulsing in my hole; I could feel him shooting his load. “Oh my god,” I panted. “You like taking my load boy?” “Fuck yes.” “You want another?” “Load?” “Yes another load boy.” “When?” “Now.” “Hell fucking yes. Breed me again!” Then without ever pulling out of my hole he began to fuck me again. I took three loads from him in the kitchen that afternoon. I spent most of my time at his house for the rest of the three weeks my parents were gone, taking load after load after load from this gorgeous man. Even once my parents came home I would sneak over to his place at least four times a day never wanting to be without his cum in my guts.

I was simultaneously excited and terrified that the neighbor had seen me watching him breed the twink. But even after shooting my load and a very cold shower my cock was still hard and every time I passed a window that looked onto his house I would peer out hoping for a glimpse of him again. Almost an hour later I was hornier then I think I have ever been in my entire life. I was sitting naked at my computer scrolling through the porn Tumblr’s that I follow and rubbing my index finger against my tight twenty-year-old pucker. Suddenly my dreams of cock were interrupted by the all too familiar chirp of a Scruff notification from my iPhone. I pulled up the app and jumped over to the new messages. I had one new message, the picture was of a man’s hairy muscular chest. His stats said that he was fourty-five, six three, and two hundred pounds and under type he listed himself as a bear and muscular. I opened the message: “Enjoy the show earlier boy?” OH MY GOD! It was from him, it had to be. I decided to play dumb and messaged back, “What?” A few moments later his reply came in: “I saw you watching me breed that sweet twink hole from your window earlier.” And then a moment later: “Like what you see?” “I couldn’t really see much,” I responded. “Well why don’t you hope the fence into my back yard and get a closer look.” “lol. Are you serious?” “Hell yeah boy. Jump the fence I promise you’ll like what you find.” I couldn’t believe it. The man of my dreams was propositioning me, and not only that I would be his second boy of the day. My cock was doing the thinking for me, I was to horny to think of anything but my lust. I grabbed a clean pair of basketball shorts out of the closet and without making any attempts to hide my boner ran downstairs, out the back door and scrambled over the fence. It took me a moment to get my bearings after dropping down over the fence, I had never been in old man Harding’s backyard before, he was the sort of old man who hated kids. Then I saw him, the perfect specimen of manliness, leaning against the frame of the sliding glass door that lead into the kitchen wearing nothing but a jockstrap. I walked over to him, slowly trying not to look too eager despite the fact that I had just literally sprinted out of my house to get to him. He smiled, a broad toothy grin, and winked at me again. Now that I was closer I could see his sparkling blue eyes, his jet black hair, pail skin, furry chest, stubbly square chin, powerful legs, and the bulging basket of his jock. “Well look at you, you’re even hotter in person, you furry little peeking-Tom.” “About that, I didn’t mean to…” I started to stammer. “Don’t worry about it, I know how you can make it up to me.” He rubbed his crotch and twitched his cock behind the thin fabric of his jock. As soon as I was within arm’s reach he grabbed me by the shoulders and planted a rough kiss on my lips. I opened my mouth and kissed back, my hands quickly drifting to his crotch. Just as my hand grazed his stiffening cock he pushed me away and said, “We’ll get to the boy, but first I’ve got some questions for you.” “Ok,” I said weakly. “How old are you?” “Nineteen.” “Perfect. Now, you ran out of your house to come get my cock, didn’t you boy?” “Yes.” “You want my cock inside you, down your throat, up your ass, right?” “Yes.” “You were jealous of that twink weren’t you?” “Yes.” “I thought so. Now take those shorts off and turn around. I wanna see that ass.” I did as I was told and dropping my shorts turned around. “Hot little furry ass. Very nice,” he came up right behind me and pressed his still covered crotch against my exposed ass, “Now this is very important boy. I only fuck raw. So if we go any further with this you will be taking my load in this sweet little ass of yours, are you ready for that?” “Please breed my hole,” I replied, echoing the twink.

The summer after my sophomore year of college I spent back in my hometown living with my parents. I was still in the closet to them despite the fact that I had spent the past two years at school being out. Not that they wouldn’t have been cool, and they were when I eventually told them, but somehow I enjoyed having this secret life from them. When I first arrived home that summer my father had commented on how I was “starting to look like a man.” I guess he was referring to the fact that I had bulked up considerably during the past semester and through the last vestiges of puberty had sprouted a thick mat of dark brown hair across my torso. I liked the way I looked then, just under six foot, tall and lean, an otter if ever there was one. At school I had been with a few guys but most of them wanted me to top and none of the encounters had ever really been satisfying. That was probably due to the fact that I knew what I wanted and it was not the little twinks I was meeting at school. I wanted a man to hold me down and teach me how to bottom like only a real man can. This is the story of me finally getting what I had always wanted. My parents had, for the past forever, gone to North Carolina every summer for three weeks. I had been forced to go with them for most of my life until I turned sixteen when they started leaving me at home, which I preferred greatly. This particular summer the day that they left coincided with another very big event: the new neighbor moved in. The house next door had been empty for three years ever sense old man Harding had died, but when I looked out of the window in the living room after wishing my parents a safe trip I saw a moving van outside and a group of hunky sweaty men moving boxes into the house. I felt my cock stiffening in my shorts looking at them and quickly went upstairs to jerk off. That was the first of three loads I shot that day. By the end of the day the movers were gone and the house was quiet. Despite peaking out of the windows often like the neighbor from Bewitched I didn’t seen the new owner of the house at all that day. In fact I didn’t see any activity at the house for several days. I had gotten into the habit, not having anything that I really needed to be doing that summer, of staying up till three or four in the morning and then waking up at around noon. Waking up on Wednesday I rolled out of bed, pulled on a pair of basketball shorts (I sleep naked) and walked over to open the curtains on my window. What I saw below me in the neighbor’s back yard stopped me dead in my tracks. Down below in a secluded part of the neighbor’s backyard that you could only partly see from my window were two naked men, one was around my age and looked like the blond twinks from school, the other was a herculean specimen of manliness. The man had the twink bent over in front of him and was hammering away at the dude’s hole like there was no tomorrow. I opened my window a crack and knelt down so I could listen at the crack and try to hear what they were saying. They were too far away to make out much but I distinctly heard the twink say, “Please breed my hole.” The twink was getting barebacked by some guy who I could only assume was my new neighbor. My cock was hard as a rock. I shoved my hand down my shorts and started jerking off feverously. I could hear the sounds of the twink whimpering as my new neighbor destroyed his hole, and then at long last I hear my neighbor say “take my load boy” and the twink let out a little cry as my neighbor bottomed out in his hole. I shot my load inside my shorts making a big sticky mess, before I got up to clean myself up I looked out of my window again. The twink was slowly pulling himself off my neighbor’s cock oblivious to the world in his post fuck haze. Suddenly just as his cock popped from the twinks hole my new neighbor looked up at my window and winked at me. I quickly moved out of the window and went to take a shower.

“I tell you I think my friend from high school is hot and I come home and you’ve got your cock in his mouth?” Tom sounded angry but he was smiling and the front of his shorts was tenting a little. Tom was taller then me and thin, he ha been a swimmer in high school. He had jet-black hair, which he kept short, a continuation from his swimming days. When we had been in high school I remember him talking about shaving his whole body for meets but that didn’t seem to be true any more, thick dark bushes of hair grew could be seen sprouting form his pits, and tight curls escaped around his tank top all over his chest. “My cock’s been a lot more places then just his mouth,” Mr. Pegliasco said. I just continued to kneel at his feet, my face inches from his still hard cock and his load leaking slightly out of my used ass hole. “You fucked him?” “I bred the sweet little fucker,” replied Mr. Pegliasco. Tom’s cock throbbed visibly as he walked towards us. “Fuck! Really? Damn it! Max how come you never told me you were up for taking cock in that hot muscular ass of yours?” I tried to respond but just sorta stammered. Tom pulled off his tank top and revealed a perfect swimmers body slowly becoming hairy. If there was a word for what a guy is before he’s an otter, like cub for bear, that’s what Tom was. My hole twitched. “I expect that my dad wore you out though and you don’t really want any more today,” he grabbed his hard-on through his shorts and I could tell it was massive, “too bad too cause I’m fucking horny as shit.” He unbuttoned his shorts and pushed them down and stood there in his bulging briefs. “And I would love to breed your hot fucking cunt.” Now the briefs were pulled down and I gasped. I had guessed that Tom had a big cock but I was not prepared for the beer can, no the can of Guinness that sprung out of his white briefs. “Go over there and suck my boy’s cock,” said Mr. Pegliasco. I didn’t need any more encouragement then that. I practically ran over to Tom and started trying to stretch my mouth around his fat tool. “God why weren’t we doing this in high school,” Tom moaned. When I had almost half of Tom’s cock in my mouth he pulled out suddenly and said, “I can’t take it any more I need to be inside your hole, I need to breed your ass.” I jumped off of my knees and spun around bending over the lawn chair and presenting Tom with my cum filled hole. I soon felt the pressure of his obscenely thick cock head pressing against my hole but with the aid of his father’s load and a little time my hole quickly opened up and swallowed his fat cock. I had never been so full before and I loved it. I loved that my best friend was now raw dicking my ass, I loved that the only lube he was using was his father’s cum, and I loved that Mr. Pegliasco was now standing a little bit away stroking his cock watching his son fuck me. Tom slid his cock almost completely out of me and then slammed back inside again in one rough movement over and over again, his balls slapping against mine, his pubes brushing against my ass. After a few minutes of this Tom began to really hammer hard, bucking back and forth like a jackhammer I was reduced to a whimpering mess in the face of his brutal fucking. I was just a hole for him to use and I loved it. “God I love your hole, so warm and wet. I’m gonna breed you every day this summer.” “Yeah, fuck my ass Tom! Fill me with your spunk.” “You want my load?” “Yes!” “You want me to cum in your ass Max?” “Yes, breed me!” “Here it comes,” Tom slammed the full length of his cock into my now sloppy hole and held it deep inside of me while his cock throbbed and twitched and shot after shot of cum rocketed into my already filled guts. Tom stayed inside of me for a long while panting before he slowly removed his still semi-hard cock from my ass with a wet pop. Without thinking about it I spun around and started licking the cum and ass juice from Tom’s cock and with in seconds his cock had started to harden again. “You think you can handle this again?” “Let’s go inside boys and then you can wear out this boy’s cunt Tom,” said Mr. Pegliasco. I spent the rest of that day switching between their cocks taking loads and servicing them, by the time I went home I was covered in cum and stunk of sweat and sex. I loved it. I went back to their house every day that summer and the next year I transferred to Tom’s school. For a few month’s Tom and I were exclusive him breeding me every night in our dorm room. Then one day Tom decided it would be cool to see someone breed my hole again like his father had so we made profile on A4A which is where we met our friend Anthony.

“Get my cock nice and wet kid so I can side it up your hot tight hole.” He shifted positions so that he was now kneeling and I had to stick my ass up into the air to keep swallowing his cock. Mr. Pegliasco lubed up a finger with some spit and started to run it up and down my crack again. I arched my back making my hole open a little as his finger passed over it and felt for a moment it catch on my ring. Mr. Pegliasco shifted again spat a big glob of spit onto my hole, which he quickly used as lube to start working his thick finger inside my hole. Now I was by no means a virgin and so when I felt his finger start to enter my hole I pushed back opening up for him so that Mr. Pegliasco quickly added another finger and then another. I moaned around his cock trying to fuck myself on his fingers. “Shit Max you just cant wait to get fucked… well maybe I shouldn’t keep you waiting any longer.” I don’t know how he did it but in one swift movement he took his fingers from my ass, his cock from my mouth and spun me around so that his spit covered cock head was pressing against my loosened ass. I rocked myself back teasing my own hole with his thick cock head. Mr. Pegliasco chuckled and pressed his cock forward. The three fingers he had had in my hole had been no where near the same thickness of his cock and it took a long moment for my ass ring to give way and his cock head to pop inside my hungry hole. After that though his cock slid easily into my ass, both of us groaning as his balls came to rest against mine. Mr. Pegliasco knew what I needed and he wasted no time in giving it to me; after only a few moments to get use to the impressive girth of his cock he began to pump roughly at my hole, pulling almost completely out before slamming back in again. Normally a pounding like that would have had me screaming but Mr. Pegliasco knew that that would attract the attention of the whole neighborhood and clapped his hand over my mouth to keep me quiet. He grunted with each powerful thrust, muttering about what a sweet hole I had and how much he loved my hot wet cunt. His breathing was quickly becoming ragged and his fucking more frantic but just when I thought he was going to cum he backed off for a moment and then went right back to pounding my hole. The boys I had had at school didn’t hold a candle to what Mr. Pegliasco was doing to my hole. I could hardly breath for his fucking. I wanted it to never end, my hole was on fire with pleasure. It was if the rest of my body had disappeared and all that was left, all that mattered was my hole wrapped tight around Mr. Pegliasco’s dick. Again his breathing got ragged and then after a moment Mr. Pegliasco resumed pounding me. I just continued to whimper into his hand until he said, “You ready for my big load kid?” The phrase sounded a little odd but with his massive cock pounding in and out of my now slack hole what could I answer but yes. “Good cause here it comes.” He grabbed my shoulder with one hand, the other stayed over my mouth and bottomed out in my hole his balls slapping against mine. I could feel his cock swelling and pumping his seed into my guts. He came for what seemed to be five minutes and when at long last his cock has stopped twitching inside my hole he pulled out of my now cum filled hole. “Now that is a spunk filled boy-cunt,” he said running his finger along my gaping hole. “That was a huge fucking load you shot, I can feel it sloshing around inside me.” “I didn’t just shoot one load boy. I shot in you three times the last one was just much bigger.” It clicked now, the two times I had though he was going to finished he really had been cumming, lubing up my hole with cum so he could keep fucking me. Not knowing why I spun around and swallowed his cock to the root, tasting my own hole and his cum on his thick shaft. “Really Dad?” I pulled off of Mr. Pegliasco’s cock and looked where the voice had come from. Standing on the porch was my best friend Tom.

A thick glob of cum dripped from my ass as my best friend’s dad pulled his cock from my gaping hole. I stared up at older man with lust in my eyes, “Please fuck me again,” I begged. My hole twitched, aching to have his thick cock back inside. “Not right now kid, don’t worry you’ll get plenty more loads.” When I had climbed the tree from my yard to my best friend’s yard this afternoon I could never have guessed that my day would end naked and on my back with his father’s load dripping from me. I had just gotten back into town from university for Spring Break around lunch and after about an hour of sitting in my parent’s house alone I had decided to see if my best friend from high school Tom was home. Tom and I had been friends sense before cell phones were popular and even after we both had phones we never bothered to call each other; instead we continued to climb over the fence that separated out back yards and then climb up to each other’s bedroom windows. Today however when I dropped down into Tom’s back yard I was met with quite a surprise. There in the middle of the back yard by their pool was Tom’s dad completely naked laying on a lawn chair. For a long moment I just stood there not sure of what to do. Then Mr. Pegliasco stood up, and before I could climb back over the fence he said, “like what you see Max?” I froze. I hadn’t really seen much, just a broad powerful chest, thick dark hair, and strong muscular arms and legs. Slowly I turned around. There he stood, the father of my best friend, completely naked his broad hair covered chest, narrow waist, powerful legs and his shockingly thick cock and massive balls exposed to the world. I couldn’t help but stair at his thick soft cock. It hung well past his big round balls, bursting out of a thicket of course black hair. I nodded in answer to his question. “A lot of boys do.” I swallowed hard, my mouth had started watering looking at his cock. I wanted it in my mouth. I wanted to feel his cock head pushing down my throat. I wanted to taste his sweaty balls. I wanted to feel his pubes against my nose as I deepthroated his cock. My own cock began to harden in my shorts. “And I can see that you do,” said Mr. Pegliasco nodding towards my quickly tenting shorts. What the hell was going on here, Tom’s parents were still together, Mr. Pegliasco was straight and yet he was telling me that boys liked his cock. “You want this cock in your mouth don’t you?” I swallowed hard and then nodded again. “Then come get it.” Not knowing why, or understanding what was happening I practically ran to Mr. Pegliasco and fell to my knees in front of him. “If I had known you were this eager for cock I would have gotten you on your knees years ago. Now start sucking.” Eagerly I kissed up and down the length of his shaft, then taking his steadily stiffening cock in my hands I swallowed the head and a few inches of the shaft. Over the next few minutes I bobbed my head back and forth taking more and more of his ever hardening cock in my mouth each time till at last I swallowed deep and felt the head pass my tonsils and slide down my throat. Mr. Pegliasco moaned as I swallowed his cock and put one of his hands on the back of my head lightly holding me in place. “God, I love my wife but there are a few things in this world that she cannot replicate. The velvety feeling of an eager 19-year-old boy’s mouth or the warmth of his tight hole.” His other hand ran down my back now till he brushed against my ass. I squirmed a little, my cock pressing against my shorts. “Take off your clothes boy, I wanna see that football star body of yours.” In high school I had been the starting quarter back for our school’s undefeated team. I pulled off of his cock and practically tore my tank top off and then, standing up, shucked my shorts and briefs and stood before Mr. Pegliasco now as naked as he was my cock sticking straight out. For a long moment he took in my pale muscular body, my practically hairless torso, my thick seven-inch cock, my hairy legs. “Turn around, let me see that ass.” I did as I was told and turned around, and then for some reason, bent forward and reached back to spread my furry cheeks. Mr. Pegliasco moaned again running his finger through the thick mat of blonde hair that grew in my crack till his finger brushed against my tight hole. “I’m gonna enjoy fucking that.” He took me by the shoulder, spun me around and pushed me to the ground and pressed his fat cock back into my mouth.

PART EIGHT My breathing was still ragged, and my body shaking a little as Matt and Eric kissed each other across my sweat covered body. Eric rubbed my chest and Matt worked the larger plug into my hole. With a soft pop it slid inside of me and held fast, Eric smiled. “How’s that hole holding up boy?” “Still hungry.” “Well I thought that you would probably need a break after the Philips boys so your ass can rest for a little while.” Matt shook the plug a little, “Which kinda cock has been your favorite boy?” “The thick ones,” I said without having to think, “I love feeling my cunt opening wider and wider for them.” “Well then you are sure going to enjoy what’s coming next, but lets get you out of this sling for a bit.” They helped me down from the sling and we took seats on the bench against the far wall. I walked gingerly trying to regain the feeling in my legs which had been up and spread for so long that without my noticing the had completely fallen asleep. When I finally say on the bench I made sure to sit squarely on the base of the plug to push it just that little bit deeper into my hole. Eric noticed and winked at me. Then we just sat there for a while, they asked me about school and we talked about their jobs, it was like we had known each other for years. I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised that after the intimacy we had just shared that they felt like old friends. After what seemed like ages of us sitting naked shooting the shit the doorbell upstairs rang again and the two of them smiled. Matt went upstairs to answer the door and Eric helped me back into the sling and pulled the plug from my hole. “Have fun,” he whispered before stepping away to beside the door. Two guys came down the stairs who looked to both be about twenty-one maybe a little older. One was had shaggy brown hair and looked like your classic All American boy. The second had short blonde hair sticking up from under a baseball cap and was built like a brick shit house of a football player. “This is Max,” Eric said gesturing to the blonde, “and Tom,” indicating the darker haired boy. They both wasted no time in stripping off. Max was far less hairy then any of the other men I had had that night but he did have incredibly bushy pits full of dirty blonde hair that made my mouth water. If the pits weren’t enough when he dropped his white briefs to the floor and let his thick eight-inch cock spring up and his big round balls swing loose I knew I needed his cock inside of me. Tom was tall and lithe and looked as though in ten years he would be completely covered in hair, as it was the thick patches of hair that grew on his chest and stomach had already merged and joined with the dense patch of hair that grew at the base of his cock. Tom’s cock must have been what Eric had been referring to when he said I would enjoy what was coming next. It was slightly longer then Max’s and thick as a can of beer. I needed them both. Without speaking they winked at each other and Tom came up to my head and smacked me in the face with his quickly hardening rod while Max moved between my legs. “How many loads you got in this sweet ass man,” Max asked rubbing his thick cock head against my hole. I had to think for a moment, counting the loads. “He doesn’t even remember,” Tom laughed. “Seventeen.” “And you took your first load today?” I nodded, taking Tom’s cock in my mouth. “Damn we have got to get your number,” and then Max slid home. As soon as his cock head slipped inside of my hole I lost all sense of self, all that I cared about was the ever-fattening cock in my mouth and the blonde boy pounding my hole as if his life depended on it. I was right where I belonged doing exactly what I was supposed to do. Max slammed his cock into me as if he had no interest in my pleasure only in using my hole for his one enjoyment and I didn’t care. I have no idea how long he hammered away before he grabbed my hips and shot his first load deep inside of me. Then he and Tom switched and I moaned as Tom’s ungodly thick cock stretched my used and battered hole yet wider. Three times they switched each dumping three loads inside of me bringing my load count up to twenty-three. When they were finished they got dressed and left me there with cum dripping from my hole. Eric came back into my field of view then and smiled. The plug returned and he helped me down. “How do you feel?” “Hungry,” I replied. “Wanna get some food from upstairs?” “Not that kinda hungry.” I fell to my knees and took his soft cock in my mouth. “Shit he’s still going?” said Matt coming down the stairs. “Hell yeah, put an add up on Craig’s List and get this boy some more cock.” Eric moved me to the fuck bench and after strapping me down fucked another load into my overflowing cunt. He left me like that, my hole gaping wide revealing the ocean of cum inside. Then the men started coming. I never saw them, they just came down the stairs and stuffed their cocks inside of me. I have no idea how long this went on or how many of them there were, but I was in heaven. After what must have been several hours and more then a dozen cocks Eric returned and asked me again how I felt, “Sleepy,” I replied. He laughed, plugged my ass, and unstrapped me. He then took my upstairs and laid me to sleep between he and Matt in their bed. I spent most of the day there asleep, and then around four in the afternoon, after a quick shower, I finally took Eric up on that ride home and went straight back to sleep. The next day I woke up with the plug still in my hole and a hunger burning in my guts. I found my phone in the pocket of my shorts, which I had tossed aside as soon as I had gotten home, and scrolled through all the new number till I found one of the Philips boys. “I need your cock,” I texted Jake. THE END

“Come on in boys,” Patrick said, his cock in my mouth preventing my from turning around, “for the first time in his life this hot hole is taking all loads, no questions asked. So long as you’ve got a dick to cum with there’s only one rule, all loads get shot inside his hole.” “Hell yes!” said a strange voice and I felt a fat cock press against my hole and then slide in with almost no difficulty. I moaned around Patrick’s cock. How had he known? How had he known that this is what I needed: to be filled by cock after cock after cock and that I would never be truly happy just taking loads from one man. The stranger sank balls deep without any problem and began to pound away without any concern for my comfort. It was perfect. I could hear other men muttering encouragements to him behind me, but Patrick kept me from seeing them. When I asked him later why he did that, he told me that it was part of me accepting who I am, to willingly take loads from men I’d never see. Cum was frothing out of my hole and running down my crack till it dripped off my balls and onto the floor, already my ass was so full, and I guessed from the voices that there were at lest four guys lined up to use my hole, but I needed more. “You ready to take my load cumdump?” I tried to respond to the question but Patrick was still slow fucking my throat so my words came out as just a vague gargle. “Yeah take my charge up seed.” I could feel the ribbons of cum shooting into my hole like a flood and I relished the moment. Spurt after spurt the anonymous stranger unloaded; then, no sooner had he finished did he pulled out to make way for the next person. I didn’t have to wait for long however, it seemed the guys behind me were jerking off because not two seconds later a rock hard cock was again knocking at my back door. Things continued like this for a long while. After some time Partick shot a load down my throat and then climbed off the table, and with him gone I suppose I could have looked at the tops breeding me but somehow I just didn’t see why it mattered. One of them could have been the Elephant Man himself and I still would have taken his load. I lost track of how many tops there were, I know that when Patrick spunked in my throat that I was taking my seventh anonymous cock, but after that I had no clue. The cum was now spilling from my hole like an over full milk pail sloshing all over the place. It ran down my legs and covered my balls and cock. The whole room smelled like men and sex. If my used up hole wasn’t enough for David to figure out what happened then the smell certainly would be. Just as the sunlight started to peek through the kitchen window a new top grabbed my hair hard and sank his cock inside of me. I pushed my sloppy dripping hole back at him, trying to fuck myself on his cock. He pulled my hair till I was forced to stand up right my back pressed to his torso, and a whispered in my ear, “Patrick certainly was right about you.” It was David. David was using my hole just like all those other men. It was perfect. “This is how your hole is supposed to be. Dripping spunk. I bet you took every load you could get tonight and didn’t even think about the consequences.” He slammed his dick into me hard accenting his point, “Patrick’s POZ and you took his load I bet several of the loads you have in your dripping wet hole are POZ.” “I know that Patrick’s POZ. I know it and I still begged him for his load, and I’ll happily take any load he has for me ever.” “Hell yes you will. Fuck it’s gonna feel so good to add my load to this mix,” David held me tight and pressed his cock in a little deeper depositing yet another load into my guts. The he pushed me back onto the table like he had found me and went back to our bedroom without saying a word. Now it was Patrick’s turn again. “Get up on your back on the table and grab your ankles I wanna watch your face as I breed you again.” When I was on the table and Patrick was inside me again I marveled at how the night before I had struggled to enjoy his cock at first and now I felt nothing but bliss. It didn’t take long for Patrick to shoot another load inside of me. And true to his word he was my last load of the night when all was said and done. After Patrick came he locked the kitchen door back up, scooped up my cum and sweat covered body and took me into my bedroom to pass out cum slowly dripping from my This is the last piece of this story that I will write, but I encourage someone else to pick it up and continue the story line further.

Patrick walked back over to the computer for a minute and I stayed bent over the arm of the couch, my ass stuck in the air and my loaded up hole exposed. I reached back and started to finger my hole feeling the toxic loads swirling around inside myself. It felt so warm, so wet, so sloppy and loose, I had fingered myself a few times after getting fucked by David and my hole had felt wet and warm but never like this. I loved it, I stuck another finger in and then another, I wanted more. Normally after two loads from David my hole would be soar and worn out but not tonight, I was open and ready for business. “You love feeling those POZ loads in your hole don’t you,” Patrick said, having returned from the computer he was once again rubbing his cock head against my hole. I started to remove my fingers but he grabbed my wrist and said, “Keep going.” I slid another finger in and began to work my hole deep spreading my three fingers wide opening my hole up more. The phone buzzed. Another finger slipped into my cum filled hole and I started to moan from my own finger fucking. Patrick started rubbing his cock against my hole again. I took two fingers from my hole and pushed back. The head of Patrick’s cock popped into my hole along side my two fingers. What the hell had gotten into me, I liked bottoming but I was never such a cock hound. Patrick moaned as he sunk the rest of his ten inches in next to my fingers. The phone buzzed. I took my fingers from my hole and licked the sticky mixture of POZ cum and ass juice as Patrick started to deep fuck me again. “Man that last guy dumped a huge load in your hole, you’re so much wetter and loose now. Don’t worry there’s plenty more coming.” The phone buzzed. “I can’t wait to breed you again.” “Do it now, fill me with your swimmers.” “Not now… right now I’m just keeping you loose for when the fun gets here. When your hole is dripping with cum and so loose that it doesn’t close any more then you’ll get your next dose of this charged seed.” He slammed his cock in hard on the word seed making me squeal. The phone buzzed. “Get up,” he said pulling out. I stood up and he lead into the kitchen where he pulled me into a tight embrace and a rough kiss for a moment before pushing me back onto the table. I realized then that all the chairs had been moved and the table, which stood in the middle of the room, had now become my fuck bench. Patrick grabbed my feet and spun me on the table so that my ass was to the door, then he positioned me so I was bent over with my feet once more on the floor and my ass completely exposed to any one who walked in the kitchen door The phone buzzed. My hole twitched. Patrick climbed on the table and slid his cock down my throat. The kitchen door opened.

Love the story so far, so I'll give it a go. If guys like this next part then i'll keep going. Patrick slid his cock deep inside my ass again and began slowly pumping in and out. I moaned, enjoying his cock pushing his load deeper into my ass. David’s phone buzzed and we both froze, Patrick’s cock buried halfway in my ass and stared at the screen. “Well,” said Patrick resuming his slow fucking, “here’s your last chance to back out.” I grabbed the phone and quickly entered David’s pass code. The message read: 9in white cock ready to breed that hole. addy? After a few deep breaths and some encouragement from Patrick’s cock I responded with my address and added: kitchen door is open, come in and get in line. “You’re not even gonna ask him anything?” Patrick asked. “Like what?” “His status?” I almost laughed as Patrick’s POZ cock slid in and out of my hole, “I know you’re POZ and I’ve got one of your loads worked into my hole already and I’m hoping for another before whoever the fuck this is shows up so I guess that ship has sailed.” My response must have surprised Patrick as much as it did me for a moment because he stopped fucking me but then after a few seconds started to pound me harder. “I told David that there was a cum slut inside of you and that we just needed to find the right way to bring it out. When he wakes up in the morning this hole is going to be dripping with questionable loads, and at least three more of mine.” He slammed the full length of his cock into me a few times before adding, “I guarantee you’ll never as for a break from cock again. In fact, I would bet, that you’re ass will be open for use for just about anyone willing to fuck it from now on.” “Turn me into a cum dump Patrick,” I moaned loudly, hoping a little bit that David would wake up and hear the sounds of my being bred by this POZ stud. “You want another one of my POZ loads up your hole?” Before I could answer David’s phone buzzed again and still impaled on Patrick’s cock checked the message. Almost there: it read. “Shoot your toxic load in my hole, lube me up for more cock,” I grunted as Patrick’s pounding became rougher. “I’m gonna knock you up, and then no matter who breeds your hole tonight, you hole will always belong to be because I was the first.” “Knock me up, please,” I almost screamed. “Take it bitch,” Patrick grabbed my hips and pulled my as to his crotch making me take his full and considerable length as his cock began to spasm. Slowly while his load was being shot in my ass he pulled out, covering the inside of my hole with his thick toxic load. “My turn then?” Patrick and I both looked up surprised to find a stranger standing in the entrance from the kitchen with a smile on his face and an obvious bulge in his shorts. The stranger was tall, with blondish red short scruffy hair and beard, probably in his mid thirties. He wore a wife-beater that displayed his broad chest beautifully, and gym shorts that were beginning to tent more and more from his hardening cock. “Hell yeah,” said Patrick, recovering first, he seemed far more at ease with the idea of complete strangers fucking then I really was at the point. “Perfect.” Patrick pulled out of my ass and moved round so that he was kneeling on the couch with his dick in my face and the other guy stripped off his few clothes. When his shorts came off his thick nine-inch cock and low hanging balls were the first things I noticed second was the red and black biohazard tattoo right about the base of his cock. “Nice tattoo,” Patrick said. “It’s cool right? The add didn’t say anything about status,” the guy started to say. “Don’t worry he’s got two of my POZ loads up his hole and two of his bf’s questionable loads too.” Questionable? I looked at Patrick confused but just when I opened my mouth to ask him what he meant he stuck his still hard cock in my mouth and started to slowly throat fuck me. With a cock in my mouth and another rubbing against my cum filled hole I lost track of my question. This guy wasted no time and with in a few seconds of his cock getting next to my hole he was pounding away like it was the last time he was ever going to fuck an ass again. David’s phone buzzed. Patrick grabbed it from the coffee table where I had put it and without removing his cock from my mouth fully said, “Put in the pass code, I’ll do the rest.” Without even questioning I showed him David’s pass code and went back to deep throating his cock. The stranger now had a hold of my shoulders for leverage and I was grunting and gargling around Patrick’s cock. I couldn’t believe that David was sleeping through all of this wracked but out of the corner of my eye I could still see his sleeping form through the open bedroom door. The phone buzzed again, this time Patrick didn’t even ask for the pass code but removed his dick from my mouth and walked into the kitchen. With Patrick’s cock no longer gagging me I started begging my new friend to fuck me even harder, and he was only to happy to oblige. “I’m gonna breed this sweet hole good,” he grunted, “fill you with my toxic load. You ready for my toxic load?” “Fuck yes!” “Then take it.” He roughly shoved his cock inside of me so that the biohazard tattoo was pressed against my ass as he unloaded his balls inside my hole. It felt like he shot about a gallon of cum inside of me before he pulled out. The he got dressed and left saying just before he was out the door “Text me next time you want fucked.” After a moment of rest I made to get up. “No, no,” said Patrick, “stay right there. Now reach back and spread your hole for me.” I heard the sound of a camera clicking. “We’re gonna add a picture of your leaking hole to your add, see if we can’t drumb up even more business.” The phone buzzed.

PART SEVEN Jake slipped down his briefs and let his cock spring forward. He laughed at my gasp of joy and shock when I saw in it’s full glory his nine inch long beer can thick cock. “We always joke that the big cock genes all got saved for me,” he said stroking his massive tool. I couldn’t believe this family, all of them tones and muscular, all of them young and yet hairy as anyone could wish and all with big cocks. “Please fuck your brothers cum deeper into my cunt with your beautiful fat cock,” I said fingering my hole. “God I love it when they beg,” Jake laughed and lined up his cock. “I’m going to fill you up so my brothers can dump their second loads in you.” He slammed his cock inside. After Marcus’s cock, and all of the cum sloshing around in my guts my hole easily accepted Jake’s forceful penetration and I just whimpered with joy. “You’ve already had a big fat cock up here today haven’t you boy,” he called me boy even though I was older then him probably. “Yes.” “Good, I don’t have to worry about working you open cause your cunt is already wrecked.” He, like his brother had done, grabbed my shoulders and started to hammer away. His cock was so deep inside of me that I couldn’t help calling out each time his balls slapped against my ass and I felt him pressing against my stomach. This only seemed to turn him on more as he started to pound harder and harder as if he were trying to get even more of his cock inside of me. His two brothers stood on either side of him jerking their own fat cock and watching their loads froth around their brother’s dick. Sweat glistened on all four of us and the room felt ungodly hot as Jake’s breathing began to pick up. “Let me back in there,” said James, “I’ve got another load ready for his used up cunt.” Jake pulled out and Jake quickly stuffed his cock back inside me and after a few quick pumps shot another load and then pulled back out his cock glistening with cum and ass juice. Without missing a beat Jake slid back in and James came over to my face and stuffed his cock in my mouth. “Clean off my cock boy.” I gobbled down his cock greedily loving the mixture of cum and my ass that clung to his slowly softening rod. “My turn,” called out Jimmy, and again Jake moved and again his brother stuffed his dick back in me. Jimmy also shot another big load after just a few strokes and then pulled out. Jake promptly returned to my hole and James took his cock from my mouth only to have Jimmy replace it a moment later. Jimmy face fucked me steadily as Jake began to buck with forceful abandon into my hole. By this point I was practically screaming around Jimmy’s cock. I needed Jake’s cock, I needed his load, I reached back an pulled my ass cheeks even further apart opening my hole more for him. “Love using my own loads mixed with my brother’s as cum,” Jake moaned. “Your own loads,” I panted, “Have you cum already?” “Four times, you’ve got seven loads from the Philips boys alone and I’m getting the ready to deposit the eight right now.” Then Jake bucked forward and held me fast shooting his load as deep as he could this time. “Thank you,” I moaned around his brother’s cocks, which were attempting to both invade my mouth at the same time. “You’re welcome boy, the guys put all three of our phone number in your phone upstairs so give us a call soon.” Jake pulled out and started to get dressed but both James and Jimmy started to pump their cocks hard and fast as if they were in a race. Suddenly Jimmy made a dive at my hole and slammed his cock inside shooting off another load. “I win,” he said, his body shaking a little. As soon as he finished and pulled out, James did the same thing and deposited one last load inside of me before he and his older brother got dressed to leave. Before they went up the stairs Jake came over and kissed me and said, “Thank god you feel out of those bushes today, I’m gonna love using your cunt regularly.” Then they were gone and Matt and Eric and the plug were back. When Eric slipped the plug into my dripping hole I felt it simply slide right back out. “Nice,” the both said and Matt went over to the shelves to get a larger plug.

PART SIX The door bell rang again and my hole twitched around the plug holding it open. Matt chuckled seeing my ass suck the plug in a little more. “You’re in for a treat now boy, these are three of my favorite men. I’ve even given up my hole quite a few times to them.” “What makes them so special?” “They’re three brothers, they’re all gay and let’s just say god had an interesting sense of humor with them.” Eric returned to the basement then with three guys following behind him. They were clearly brothers, all sharing the same sharply defined masculine features. The oldest looked to be about 27 with jet black hair combed carefully to one side, the middle one probably 23 and unlike his clean shaven older brother had grown a thick beard and let his hair get a little shaggy. The youngest looked like he was probably 21 or there abouts and had the floopy curly hair that just hung in untidy ringlets everywhere. “Jimmy, James, and Jake this is our new cumdump,” Matt said by way of introductions. “So why don’t you boy’s strip off and enjoy him.” The youngest guy shucked his Beatles t-shirt exposing a trim swimmers body covered in jet black hair. My hole twitched again, Eric really hadn’t been kidding when he said he guessed my type. Without waiting for his other two brothers, the youngest came over, dropped to his knees, pulled the plug from my hole and started to eat the cum from my drippy, sloppy cunt. “Can’t wait to breed this cunt,” he muttered not taking his mouth of my hole to speak. After another moment or two he stood up and moved aside so that his now naked olderst brother could take his place. All three of them were built thin like swimmers but covered in jet black hair, they were like the perfect moment of genetics. “You’re gonna love his spunk filled hole Jimmy,” the youngest said to his oldest brother as he started to rub the cock head of his thick seven inch dick on my hole. “Please breed me,” I begged, grabbing his hips and pulling his cock inside my used hole. “Eager little bitch isn’t he?” “I need your loads,” now pleading for Jimmy to start fucking me. “Don’t worry boy, we’ve each got at least two loads ready for you. And if you like my cock then you are going to love my brothers even more,” Jimmy reassured me as he slowly started to fuck me. I kept my hands on his hips, pulling myself deeper on his cock with each thrust, milking his cock for his load with my ass. Cum dripped from me as the two of us slammed our bodies together and the cum in my hole started to froth. I whimpered and begged him for his load more. I could feel my eyes starting to gloss over, I was starting to get the fucked out look that I had seen girls get in the gang bang porn I sometimes watched. A look that came when there had been so much cum shot into her that she stopped to be a person and became just a bucket. It had finally happened to me, as the first of these three brothers pumped his first load into me I let go of any last remaining ideas of myself and gave in. I was just a hole, a hole to be filled with cock and cum. Jimmy started to pant a little and his brothers egged him on, rubbing their considerable bulges through their jeans. “Fill his cunt.” “Lube him up for us.” “Give him that fat hot load.” “I’m gonna fucking cum up your cunt,” Jimmy growled and slammed in again to dump his load as deep as he could. “You’re gonna need it deep,” he panted. The middle boy dropped his pants and then his underwear, as his brother unloaded inside me, and as soon as the waistband of his pants was below his cock I knew what Matt had meant about God’s joke. James’s cock was considerably larger then Jimmy’s in all directions and his balls hung lower and heavier too. As soon as Jimmy had pulled out James moved into place and slammed his cock hole. James was much rougher then Jimmy had been, grabbing my shoulders and pulling me down onto his cock, he wanted to make sure that I felt all of his considerable length and girth. “I love using a hot wet cunt,” James said in rhythm to his pounding. It didn’t seem like James was going to last too long because he quickly stated to pant like Jimmy had, but unlike Jimmy he slowed down for a minute and regained his composure before returning to his assailment of my hole. Twice more he did that till I was convinced he had been fucking me for an hour. The finally he slammed in deep and held fast to my shoulders and started to just push in and out slightly dumping his load. Now Jake stripped and I gasped when I saw the python that the littlest one of the guys had.

PART FIVE Adam needed no more encouragement then that. After a few quick licks of my cum dripping ass he stood up and lined up his own rather girthy cock and slid in with ease. I groaned the deep guttural groan of a man who has accepted his fate. I needed Adam’s cock, and then his cum inside of me. Without any pretence Adam started to jackhammer away at me hole, and I grunted with each trust, loving the sound and feeling of his balls slapping against my ass with each thrust. The air was now thick with that musky aroma that had so intoxicated me when I first met Eric. It seemed to be coming from all around, and I soon realized that my own pits were ripe with it too. My cock throbbed. I had completely forgotten about my own need to release, it seemed so irrelevant in the face of these cocks that needed to unload inside of me. His breath quickened, at it was clear that Adam was not going to last long pounding away as he was. Soon he bucked deep inside of me and held my hips tight as he shot a load almost as large as the one Marcus had just deposited. Then he leaned forward and kissed me shoving his tongue roughly into my mouth. “I put both of our numbers in your phone boy, message one of us when you wanna get bred again,” he whispered, and then pulled out and turned to start putting his clothes on. “My phone?” I asked. “You left it in the pocket of your shorts when you took them off earlier,” Eric explained, “I put it by the front door so the guys could put their numbers in your phone and put yours in theirs so that when they need to unload they can find your hot cunt.” He jammed four fingers up my hole and started to twist them around in the cummy mess. Adam was no fully dressed, but Marcus I realized was still just in his briefs with his cock still out and was stroking. “Move over Eric, I’ve got another load worked up and ready to shoot up this boy’s hole before I go.” And without any prep Marcus sunk his monster cock back into my hole and quickly pumped another load into my guts. “Thank you,” I whimpered. “Any time boy, anytime.” Then Marcus pulled out, whipped his dick off on my leg, got dressed and followed Adam up the stairs. “Marcus has quite the cock doesn’t he,” Asked Matt coming back over with what looked like an even larger butt plug then the last. “Yes he does.” “Did you enjoy yourself boy?” “God yes!” He pressed the lubed plug against my dripping hole. “You want more or you all bred out?” “God no, I want… no… I need more loads! Please!” “Good boy.” The plug popped into my ass.

PART FOUR “I’ll get it,” Matt said and ran up the stairs. “Ok, so here’s the deal boy,” Eric said, tugging at the plug again, “After any group you can say stop, but once a guy starts fucking you you will take his load weather if you want it or not. Understood?” I nodded, both excited and scared for what was to come. “Now if I’m right in guessing that you like big hairy men then you are in for a treat tonight boy because there’s not a twink in the bunch.” There were footsteps on the stairs and I strained my head to see who it was. Matt lead the way still naked, his cock now soft swinging like a big thick pendulum with his balls. Behind him were two men, still fully clothed who looked to be in their late fourties. One of then had a salt and paper beard, and the other one a completely shaved head. Just because they were a bit older though did not mean that these men didn’t look fit, on the contrary they booth looked like they were built like brick shit houses. “Damn,” said the one with the beard, “and this juicy cunt got his first load this afternoon and you’ve already got him strapped to a sling with his dripping hole open to anyone. Nice work boys.” “Boy, this is Marcus, and Adam,” Matt said, pointing to the bearded guy and then the shaved head guy. “Enough of this talking,” Marcus said, walking towards where I hung in the center of the room, “I haven’t cum in three days and my balls are acheing to breed a hot boy cunt.” He grabbed the plug and pulled hard, and it popped out of my hole with a wet sounding squelsh. “Get your tongue in there,” He ordered Adam, who without missing a beat fell to his knees and jammed his tongue up my ass. As I moaned from Adam’s glorious tongue fucking Marcus stepped up to my head and started to take off his clothes. I knew I had been right about him being built like a brick shit house when I caught a glimpse of his tight fur covered six-pack as he took his sweater off. Nothing however could have prepared me for what I saw when he took off his pants. When his white briefs slid down I gasped, his cock was not only long but impossibly thick, I would have sworn that it was as thick as my wrist. Marcus just chuckled at my shock and grabbing his cock at the base slapped it against my ribcage a few times with a hard thump. “You’re wet cunt is going to feel so good stretching around my fat cock boy you have no idea. How’s that hole Adam?” “Just about ready for you to destroy it babe,” Adam replied, hocking one more big glob of spit into my still gaping hole. Marcus practically pushed Adam out of the way as he moved between my legs. I stared in aw at the older man’s massive chest and broad shoulders, the clearly defined muscles that rippled under his fur-covered skin must have taken hours at the gym to perfect. There was wicked glint in his eyes as he began to press his astoundingly thick mushroom head against my hole. It felt like Eric taking my virginity all over again, despite my hole being lubed and primed with four loads and a mountain of spit his cock was still just simply too large. Steadily Marcus pressed his head against my pucker and rubbed my bushy stomach. “Breath boy, breath,” he whispered over and over again. Slowly it began to happen, I could feel my ring giving way, spreading to let his cock inside of me. Fear mingled with lust in my mind and I started to try and make my ass open wider for him, winking the muscles furiously. Then all of a sudden something gave way and the head of Marcus’s cock was inside of me. My ass ring felt like it was on fire, stretched to what had to be it’s maximum capacity. I groaned loudly and Marcus resumed his pushing. “You like having your boy hole stretched out like that around a real man’s cock don’t you boy?” I answered the only way that I could in that moment, honestly, “Yes, please fill my hole with your amazing cock and breed my cunt!” “Good faggot.” The pressure increased drastically right then and Marcus forced in the remaining seven inches inside of me. This time I screamed. Next to me Eric was on his knees with Adam and Matt’s cocks in his mouth, all three of them groaning with pleasure. Marcus wasted no time, barely allowing me to get used to his substantial girth before he started his plowing. In no time he had built up enough speed that the sling was swinging wildly, slamming me down on his cock even harder with each return swing. “You’re cock is so big, it feels amazing. Fuck me!,” I cried, “Please, please breed my hole. I want your load, I need your load.” “And there it is boy,” Marcus said in a low growl, “You need my cum. Now you know your place in the world. Take my load you filthy little faggot cumdump.” Marcus grabbed my legs to stop the sling and bottomed out in my hole, his cock shooting long thick ropes of cum deep inside me. Once again I wondered how I could have ever thought that I wanted to be with women? This was perfect. I needed this. After what seemed like a life age Marcus, his cock now soft, slid his cock from my hole allowing a thin stream of cum to drip out of my hole and onto the floor. “Alright Adam, I know how you like to breed a cunt after me. Have fun.”

PART THREE As Eric started sending out his mass text Matt helped me too my feet, took me by the hand and led me out of the kitchen. I could feel cum dripping from my ass and running down my leg as I walked into a spacious dinning room that adjoined the kitchen. We turned down a short hall way and Matt opened a door that lead to a staircase heading down to a basement. Leading the way Matt flipped on the lights and headed down stairs. I gasped, the basement was nothing like the rest of the modern but conservative house. The walls were all painted black, and the floor was polished concrete with a drain in the middle of the room. Hanging from the ceiling by silver chain was a black leather sling, just next to the door was a strange waist high bench with restraints attached to it’s four legs. All over three of the walls were pictures of naked men. Some were just posing but others were mid-fuck, there were even some close ups of cock sliding into bare asses that made my hole tingle to look at. The far wall though was a massive shelving unit which held sex toys of every sort the number of dildos alone was staggering. Matt wrapped his arms around me from behind and whispered, “Where gonna have some fun with you tonight boy.” His once again hard cock was pressing against my cum dripping hole, “It’s not every day that a cute little otter like you gets his cherry popped and learns he can’t live without cock.” He tweaked my nipples and lead me over to the bench, bending me over so that my arms landed right where the restraints on the legs were. It suddenly made sense; this bench was a fuck bench to turn a man into just an upturned hole to be used. This time however, Matt did not strap me down, but instead just slid his cocking to my eager hole. He bottomed out and I felt his balls against mine and then he leaned forward so that he could keep whispering in my ear as he deep fucked me. “After I breed your sweet sweet hole again I’m gonna strap you up in the sling for the night. I want you to be able to see what’s coming at your hole while my friends use you. They’ll really teach you how to be a good little cum dump. Then if you still want more, we’ll strap you to this bench and point your ass at the door and let anyone who wants to come over and sink their cock into your wet cunt.” I moaned as Matt picked up his pace. “You know I could tell from those pictures that Eric sent me of you with his cock all the way down your throat that you were a cockslut even if you didn’t know it then. You haven’t even touched your cock this whole time. You know that your cock means nothing when a real man’s dick is in the room.” He started to slam into me harder, I whimpered my agreement, “Your body is meant for men to use, your holes for getting them off. You know that now don’t you boy?” “Yes,” I agreed breathlessly. “By the time you leave here tonight your hole will never be a tight little pucker again, you’ll always be ready for a real man to sink his cock into your spunk hole, and you will thank me for it.” He was hammering away now, punctuating his words with deep slams of his cock. I pushed my ass back against his cock trying to swallow more of it. “You had better keep these four loads in your hole boy, cause it’s all the lube you’re getting tonight.” Matt slammed harder and harder, his breathing becoming ragged, “Ready for another load cumdump?” “YES, BREED MY HOLE! I NEED YOUR SPUNK,” I screamed. “That’s a good bitch.” His cock pulsed violently in my hole and he slammed home, dumping his cum deep inside of me for the second time in a hour. This load felt even bigger then the first and the glorious worth that radiated from his cum filled my entire body. Slowly he pulled out and muttered, “Stay there cunt.” I lay on the fuck bench with my cum filled ass in the air as Matt walked away to the far wall and picked something up off the shelf. When he returned I felt something new pressing against my hole. “Open up and take this plug so that none of those loads fall out of your wet pussy boy.” I relaxed my hole and relished the feeling of the thick plug sliding home till it locked in my ass sealing in Matt and Eric’s loads. “Alright, let’s get you in the sling then.” Matt helped me up and half led half carried me to the sling where he hoisted me up locking my arms and legs in place. He smiled at me, laying there with my legs spread wide strapped to the sling and my hole exposed to anyone who walked down into the basement. “Fuck that’s a hot furry cunt,” Eric said, coming down the stairs, “You dumped another load in him didn’t you?” He said teasingly to Matt. “Well you got two off in his new spunk hole so why shouldn’t I?” “True. You’re gonna love what I have planned for you boy,” Eric came over to the sling and gave a slight pull on the plug, “By the end of tonight, this thing won’t even stay in your ass you’ll be so loose and sloppy.” Somewhere else in the house the doorbell rang.

PART TWO My face flushed as I looked at Matt, his husband’s still hard cock stuffed up my spunk filled hole, but Matt just smiled. He had a short cropped red and brown beard, muddy brown hair and bright green eyes set into a strong manly face. Quickly he shucked his shirt exposing a broad chest covered in ginger fur with large pink nipples. His pants were the next to go and then he stood there in just a bulging jock strap smiling at me. “Well boy get my husband’s cock out of your cunt and come suck my cock.” With a tiny bit of reluctance I stood up, Eric’s cock sliding from my juicy hole, and walked over to Matt. He smiled and pushed me to my knees, I felt cum drip from my hole. “Go on,” he said thrusting the engorged pouch of his jock at my face. I pulled the fabric to the side, and released his massive cock. It looked, if that was possible to be even thicker then Eric’s his balls certainly were larger and all around the base grew thick dense coarse ginger pubes. I didn’t waist any more time, there was no more confusuion or conflict, I had been presented with a man’s cock and it was my job to service it. Opening my mouth wide I began to slowly work Matt’s still swelling cock down my throat, swallowing hard when it hit my tonsils. “Holy shit Eric,” Matt said, forcing my head down till my nose was in his pubes, “Where did you find this boy?” “He got distracted while he was jogging by and literally fell into the yard. I knew he would make a hot little furry cumdump as soon as I saw him. Told me he was straight and then he swallowed my cock to the root.” They both laughed. “Don’t think you’re straight any more do you boy? Not with Eric’s load dripping out of your cunt.” I shook my head. “Good. Did you like taking his load?” I nodded, still sucking hard on his cock. “Do you want my load up your cunt?” I nodded again. “Your cunt is hungry isn’t it boy, you want all the loads you can get don’t you?” More nodding. “Good, because by the time tonight is over your hole will be one dripping cum filled mess.” My cock twitched and my hole winked at the thought. “You sure this boy was a virgin when you sunk your cock into him,” Matt asked Eric, “Cause damn he can suck cock!” “With how tight his little cunt was, there’s no way I didn’t pop his cherry.” “Then he’s just one talented cocksucker. Shit, you keep sucking my cock like that boy I’m gonna blow my load down your throat not up your cunt.” I tried to pull off of his cock, but Matt’s hands held me in place; I wanted that cock and load in my ass more then anything. “Don’t think he likes that idea,” Eric said. “No, neither do I,” replied Matt and he released me to spit out his cock. “You ready to get bred again boy?” “Yes please,” I gasped still trying to catch my breath from deep throating Matt’s cock. “Then turn around and show me that pussy.” I spun on the spot, bent over, stuck my ass in the air, and reached back to spread my cheeks for him. He gave an appreciative groan and got down behind me laying his fat cock on my ass crack. “Nice tight little ass with a worked-out loose cum filled furry hole, prefect,” He lined up his cock and sank it into my stretched out pucker in one move. I moaned, bucking back on his cock like a bitch in heat. Matt wasted no time with slow fucking and skipped right to the rough pounding. He grabbed my hips and started to slam his cock in and out of my hole. Using Eric’s cum he pounded my hole without mercy reducing me to a limp whimpering mess. How could I ever have thought that I was something else? Nothing I had ever done with a girl had felt this good, this right. I was kicking myself for resisting what I had always wanted for so long, to be a bottom boy cumdump for big manly tops. Matt pulled out of hole and smacked my as saying, “get on your back, I wanna see your face as I breed you.” I flipped over and grabbed my ankles pulling my toned muscular legs out at right angles exposing my hole once more. Matt got between my legs and slammed his cock back inside of me. He bottomed out so hard that I saw stars for a second, but Matt didn’t miss a beat he just kept on pounding. “I told you he had a sweet cunt,” Eric said and for the first time sense Matt’s cock had entered my hole I noticed him standing behind Matt fisting his hard cock like mad. “I’m gonna load you up boy, you ready for my cum?” “Please shoot your load deep inside of me,” I begged. “Take my fucking load you little faggot,” Matt yelled and he bottomed out once more and his cock launched shot after shot after shot of thick hot cum into my wrecked guts. His cock had no sooner stopped twitching then Matt pulled out, but much to my joy his cock was quickly replaced with Eric’s once more who after only two quick strokes shot another big load deep in my new cunt. Eric caught his breath for a moment and then he too pulled out. “Nice find babe,” Matt said to Eric kissing him. I ran my hands down my hairy sweat soaked chest, past my still hard but somehow so irrelevant cock, to my hole. I felt the soft mushy walls of my once tight sphincter and felt the slick cum that was slowly leaking from it. Easily I slid first two fingers then three and four inside myself and started to twist them in and out like Eric had done earlier. “Fuck look at him,” Matt said, “You still want more don’t you kid?” Guiltily I looked up, but said with hunger in my voice, “God yes.” “I’ve got an idea, keep fingering that hole,” Eric said, and he grabbed his phone and shot several shots from different angles including a close up of all four of my fingers which were now covered in cum stuffed in my hole. “We’ll start with a few thick dicked friends our ours and if that’s not enough then we’ll widen the search.” “Alright well we’re not gonna leave him here in the kitchen so I’ll take him down stairs and get him settled in while you find this new slut some more loads.”

FROM STRAIGHT BOY TO CUMDUMP IN ONE NIGHT ----the story of my transformation---- The summer between my freshman and sophomore years of college started out as the most boring summer of my life. I had stayed at university to take summer classes and was subletting a room in a shitty four-bedroom apartment of which I was the only resident. I worked at a local movie store fifteen hours a week and was taking two classes both of which were over by two pm on Mondays and Wednesdays. The rest of the time I just spent watching Netflix going for runs, and jerking off. I had run track in high school and still kept up with my workouts keeping my lean frame in shape. At that time I was five eleven, one hundred and fifty pounds, with short-cropped black hair and the starting of a rather thick pelt of hair across my body. Puberty had come a little late to me and I had been hairless all through high school for the most part, but freshman year it had struck with a vengeance and I now grew thick coarse black leg and arm hair, my pits long bushy shrubs, and my chest hadn’t sprouted a patch in the middle but rather was slowly becoming carpeted in black hair. I loved it, I thought all the hair made up for my slight build and made me look manlier so I showed it off every chance I got. Normally when I went for a run I just ran round the campus, but on this particular day I was in a mood, bored with my solitary routine, sick of not seeing any of my friends cause they had all gone home for the summer, and over feeling trapped on campus so I made my way to a bike trail that ran through most of the town and started to run as far away from campus as I could. It was a hot day and the sweat ran down my bare torso and I jogged along for several miles. Most of the trail was bordered by trees, but every once in a while there was a gap and you could see into the back gardens of the people who’s houses back onto the trail. I had run the trail before and there was almost never anything of interest happening on it, in fact the only real appeal of the trail was that it was away from the school. I suppose before I continue with my story that I should mention that at this point in time I believed myself to be straight. This is in fact the story of how I came to realize that not only was that not true, but just how very much of a fag I really was. Despite believing myself to be straight I had always been interested in the male form. I could never help but to look when I saw a real manly man out and about. So what happened next really should have been no surprise. As I ran round a bend in the trail I found myself facing one of those patches where the trees thinned and you could seen to some random person’s back garden. This back garden however didn’t belong to just anyone. There in the clearing pushing a wheel barrow full of dead plants was a six foot six inch tall sweat soaked muscle bear. He had a strong pronounced jaw line sprinkled with salt and paper stubble, his head was shaved but the skin was tan from the sun. His arm muscles flexed under the dark bronze skin and hair as he moved the wheel barrow across the yard his bare chest glistening with sweat from the heat. Though I was staring intently at this perfect specimen of manliness I was still running until suddenly I caught my foot on a root and tumbled ass over elbow over the small bush that separated the trail from the Adonis’s backyard and landed sprawled face down on his perfectly kept grass. “Holy shit,” I heard him call out, “you ok kid?” “Yeah, I’m fine… just tripped… sorry.” I wanted to get out of there as quickly as I could even and though I was already flushed from the heat running I felt my cheeks burning with embarrassment. I rolled over and started to stand up when the ankle that I had caught on the tree root gave way underneath me. “You don’t seem ok kid, come on… let’s get you inside and make sure that ankle’s not broken.” As he walked over to me I was overwhelmed by his smell, a thick pungent musk that I found to be intoxicating. My head was swimming as I tried to focus through the haze of his sweat stink and I hardly noticed him picking me up and helping me to stand so that we could hop back to the house. He took me into the kitchen, sat me at the table and started to unlace my shoe to look at my ankle. I barely paid attention to anything that happened, till he said it was just a bad sprain and that I should just rest my leg for a while. “How far did you run kid?” “From the north side of campus,” I replied. “Shit that’s half way across town, tell you what. I’ll drive you back later so that you don’t have to run on that twisted ankle.” I graciously took him up on his offer, and sat in the kitchen icing my ankle and watching the man, who’s name I had learned was Eric finish up the yard work before he drove me back to campus. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him and I didn’t understand why, I thought that it was because he looked like the man I whished to become, but I was wrong. When Eric had finished the yard work a little over fourth five minutes later he came back into the kitchen bringing with him that glorious smell once more. “Ok, let me grab a shirt, and right a note to my husband telling him I’m out in case he comes home from work while we’re gone, and then we’ll be off.” He said off of this as though it were the most natural thing in the world, but my head was spinning: HUSBAND? Was this perfect specimen of man a homosexual, could that be? I didn’t have much time to think before Eric had returned with an white a-line t shirt one along with the same basketball shorts he had been wearing to work in the yard. I set my foot on the ground gingerly, and Eric leaned in to help pick me up, but once he had pulled me upright he just held me for a minute and stared into my eyes. His eyes were slate blue and stood out against his tanned skin and dark hair. After what seemed like an eternity he said, “So why did you trip kid?” “Ummm…. I…” I spluttered. “I thought so,” and he leaned in and kissed me. Several things all happened at once within my body: I panicked; I tried to push him away; and my cock sprang to life becoming instantly hard. I staggered away from him for a moment my brain screaming. And then it all stopped and all that I wanted to do was be in that man’s arms, I wanted to feel him against me. I dove back into his arms, grabbed his face and stuffed my tongue in his mouth. His hands wandered up and down my back, grazing but being careful not to go past the waist band of my short bright yellow running shorts, as we kissed and I clung to him as if I never wanted to let him go. Eric broke away, “I guessed that that’s why you tripped, but I wasn’t sure till you sat in here and practically drooled as you watched me work in the garden. Plus your cock hardened every time I touched you. Your brain my not be ready to admit it but your cock certainly isn’t” He said all this staring into my eyes, his hands still roaming over my back, but with that last part he reached forward and grabbed my throbbing cock through the thin nylon on my shorts. I gasped. He smiled, “You ever been with a man, kid?” “I’m straight.” “And I’m the Queen of England,” he said, kneeling in front of me, “don’t worry boy I’ll teach you hot to please a man.” With that he pulled my shorts down exposing my rock hard cock and before I could protest further he swallowed my whole seven and a half inch cock to be base. Within seconds he had me moaning and groaning and holding on the back of his head to keep my cock from slipping out of his mouth. I started to feel my balls tensing up and seeming to sense it too Eric pulled off of my cock and stood up again. “Now you try.” “I’m straight,” Eric pulled of his shirt revealing his massive hair covered chest in all its glory. “You want this I can tell. Now get on your knees and suck my cock.” I don’t know what made me do it but I sank to my knees, Eric pulled his cock from the waistband of his shorts, smacked me in the face a few times and then I opened my mouth wide and began blowing this beautiful man. As I emulated what he had just been doing to me his cock began to grow and engorge until I was convinced that it wouldn’t fit in my mouth any longer. “Good boy, you work that man cock, get it good and hard.” What the hell was I doing? I was gagging this man’s ever hardening cock down my throat and loving every second of it. This was better then anything I had ever down with a girl. The smell of Eric’s sweat burned in my nose and I could taste the sweet salty liquid on his cock and I swallowed. He placed his big strong hands on the back of my head and guided me to begin bobbing up and down on his shaft. His cock brushed against my tonsils and I heaved for a moment before swallowing hard and feeling his cock slid down my throat. Everything was perfect. My jaw stretched as wide as it could, I felt pubes around my nose and balls against my chin and opening my eyes I found that I had slid Eric’s entire massive cock down my throat and was now sucking it with ease. I looked up at Eric and saw that he had his phone in one hand and the other holding my head in place as he started to thrust in and out of my mouth. I panicked a little, but never thought to take his cock from my mouth. There was the click of the camera and I widened my eyes in shock. “Don’t worry boy, just a pic for my husband to show him what’s waiting for him at home.” My brain was screaming at me to spit his cock out, pull my pants up and run, but my cock was throbbing, my mouth was drooling and for the first time in my life I felt an itch grown inside of me that I did not yet understand. “You’re a hot little cock sucker aren’t you.” Without knowing why I nodded, and grabbed Eric’s well built thighs pulling his cock into my mouth completely once more. “I’m gonna have some fun with you tonight.” Eric let go of my head and grabbing me under the armpits pulled me to my feet and kissed me again. This time was rougher, he shoved his tongue into my mouth and held my face close to his with his rough hands. I melted into him, feeling his warm sweaty body pressed against mine, his massive cock trapped between up. “Turn around,” he whispered in my ear. Don’t do it, my brain told me, you’re not a fag. What the hell are you doing? I turned around obediently. Eric hugged me from behind, his hands resting on my pecs as he kissed my neck. I could feel his cock nestled in my ass crack, and I couldn’t help myself, I rocked back on it rubbing his cock with my tight furry ass. Eric began to kiss down my body, his tongue tracing my spine as he once more sank to his knees. His tongue came to my tailbone and I shuddered, it was as if a bolt of electricity had gone through my body. I involuntarily arched by back. “A natural bottom,” Eric muttered and with one hand between my shoulder blades and one on my hip he forcer me to bend over so that my chest was resting on the table. He spread my ass cheeks with his hands and I felt cool air on my hole. Then something warm and wet touched my hole. Two reactions shot through me, the one from my mind of RUN, the second from my ass: GOD NEVER LET THIS STOP. It was as if the way I thought about myself and my body and what I wanted was at war with what my body was experiencing. That itch I had started to feel earlier began to become a burn and find a home in my ass Eric’s tongue brushed against my tight hairy little virgin pucker. Eric pushed down on the small of my back forcing me to push my ass out more and I felt his tongue make it’s first attempt at entering my hole. The war raged on inside my body but I made no attempts to stop Eric, I just kept moaning loudly. I could feel my hole becoming slick with his spit and weather it was from the spit or the warmth or his breath or the repeated darting actions of his tongue I could feel my hole slowly starting to relax and bloom allowing more of Eric’s tongue to dip inside. My cock was hard as a rock and dripping precum but I felt no interest in jerking off my focus was on my internal conflict and on the waves of pleasure that emanated from my steadily loosening hole. “God you have a beautiful hole, tight, pink, and furry. I love it. Nice virgin hole.” Something rough pressed against my hole for a moment along with Eric’s tongue I looked over my shoulder trying to see what he was doing and I gasped when I realized that it was his finger. He briefly sucked on his finger and then pressed it again to my hole. Now slick with spit his finger didn’t just rebound off of my tight pucker but pressed inward a little bit, but my hole resisted. Eric returned to working my hole with his tongue but kept a steady pressure on my hole with his finger. My mind was becoming foggy and the argument between my brain and my body was becoming less and less. I started to think things like: if it feels so good how can it not be what I want. Eric increased the pressure of his finger on my hole, hocked a big glob of spit onto my hole and suddenly something gave way and his finger just slid inside of me. I gasped, it didn’t hurt, not at all, it was like a when you finally manage to scratch a really bad itch on your back that you couldn’t reach; and there ended my internal strife, a decision had been made, my body won and silenced my brain. I pushed back against his finger trying to swallow more of it up. Eric responded by slowly and deliberately sliding his finger in and out of my hole making me moan loudly. I felt sweat spring up on my back and it was hard to catch my breath. Eric chuckled softly to himself and withdrew his finger. I felt empty and alone for a moment and then I felt the finger return but it was thicker this time; two fingers. He repeated the same process until over the course of the next half hour he had worked all four fingers into my hole and was slowly twisting them in and out of my now loosened hole. Eric kissed my ass cheek and stood up with drawing his fingers from my hole. God I missed his fingers, the transformation that had taken place within me over the past forty minutes was complete. I no longer questioned what I was feeling and I knew that I wanted to keep his fingers inside my hole forever. That is until what happened next. Eric rapped an arm around me and pulled me up from my bent position, kissing my neck, his warm musky body pressed against my own. “You have such a sweet virgin hole boy,” he shifted his weight, “but I think you’re hole is ready for more,” with his free hand he bent his cock down from where it rested in my ass crack and aimed it at my now slick and loosened hole, “what do you say we bust that cherry?” I was grinding my ass back against his cock, relishing each time I felt his cock snag on my ass ring, but this was not enough for Eric. He let go of my chest and pushed me back down on the table so that my ass was once again spread out before him. My whole body seemed to have become electric and I sensed every tiny shift that Eric made as he shifted himself into position and began to ever so gently press his thick mushroom headed cock against my hole. His four fingers had opened my up a lot but my hole as still far to tight for Eric’s cock, he pushed harder, hocking up another big glob of spit right onto where his cock head met my hole. The itch I had felt earlier was getting worse, I felt as though there was a burning inside of my hole and only getting Eric’s monster cock inside of me could make it stop. I flexed my ass muscles and twitched my hole like I was taking a shit and felt for a brief moment my hole open up and a tiny bit of Eric’s mushroom head slip inside. I did it again this time pushing back against his cock and felt a little bit more slide inside. “Jesus, you can’t wait to pop that cherry can you boy? Alright then lets do this. When I push you flex your hole.” Eric grabbed me by the hips and started to push hard against my hole, he managed to force a little bit of the head inside without my help but then I flexed my hole and between his pressure and my open hole the head of his cock shot into my ass with a pop. It felt like a soda can had just been shoved up my ass, but I loved it, I wanted more. Eric stopped pushing for a moment, then spat on his cock and pushed hard again sinking about another inch of his cock inside me. He did this several more times till at long last I felt his thick black pubes against my ass and his balls resting against mine. Sweat covered my whole body and I was shaking a little. My hole was twitching around Eric’s cock trying to pull more of him inside of me. After what seemed like a glorious eternity he began to pull out until only the massive mushroom head remained in my hole, and then just as slowly he pushed back in again. A whimper escaped from my lips. “You like that thick cock deep inside you boy? You like feeling your cherry disappear as my cock invades your sweet wet boy cunt?” “Yes,” I said breathlessly. There was no denying what I wanted, no claims of being straight, no claims of wanting to be a top either, my cock was hard as a rock but I had no interest in it, all that mattered was Eric’s cock. “What do you want now boy?” Eric pulled out to the tip again, “Do you want me to fuck your boy cunt?” He plunged back in, harder then he had before, “You want me to pound your hole?” “Yes,” I moaned. “Yes what?” He withdrew again. “Yes I want you to fuck me.” And there it was, there was no taking it back, I had admitted what I wanted. “Good answer boy.” Holding me by the waist Eric started to make me grind forward and back on his cock and he pulled in and out picking up his pace rapidly until in a short while he was hammering away as though he were fucking a well broken in hole. I was moaning like a bitch in heat and I knew it. Everything else in my mind had gone blank and all that I could focus on as my hole and his cock. Faster and faster he went, now slamming his cock in hard so that the room filled with the sound of flesh smacking flesh. He grabbed my shoulders for better leverage and I started to buck back harder, meeting each thrust with equal force. By now I was practically screaming my vocabulary reduced to three phrases: Yes; Please; and Fuck me. “You wanna ride my cock boy?” “Fuck yes” Eric pulled his cock from my ass with a soft squelch and layer down on the floor his cock sticking straight up to the ceiling. I practically flung myself on his cock, positioning it at the opening of my no longer virgin hole and sitting down hard. I bounced up and down letting gravity pull me back onto Eric’s cock each time. Both of us were covered with sweat and it was as if the whole world smelled of sex. Eric’s breathing began to change and he started to buck his cock up into me as I rode. Quicker and quicker he pounded till after ten more minutes he growled, “I’m going to cum, I’m so fucking close. I’m gonna breed that sweet cunt and make you into a real bottom boy.” “Yes breed me,” I groaned, not really knowing what I was saying. “You want my seed boy?” “God yes!” “Ok, well get ready cause…. FUCK!” He never finished his sentence he just grabbed me by the shoulders and forced me to bottom out on his cock while I felt his shaft pulse and throb deep in my guts and a new kinda warmth spread through my body. His cum filled my hole and started to leak out a little down his cock onto his balls. I was panting, but my lust was unslaked. I leaned in and kissed Eric as he had kissed me before he started eating out my hole, rough and hungry. I ran my hands up and down his hairy body feeling the mixture of the hair with the sweat. Eric pulled me close and kissed me too before just hugging me to his chest, his cock still buried deep in my stretched out hole. “Jesus when you sent me a picture of some cock sucker on your tool I expected to find a twink waiting at the door to suck my cock, not find you with your cock still inside of his cunt and your load leaking out.” I sat up, dropping down all the way on Eric’s cock in so doing and gasped, when I heard the new voice. “I took one look at this cherry hole and I had to breed it.” Eric said to the new comer. “Cherry hole you say. Well then I’ll need to taste it too.” “Kid this is my husband Matt. Hope that hole’s feeling good cause it’s in for a long night.”

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“Now who want’s to be the first to help this boy get all eighteen of his birthday loads? Oh, did I mention that when the birthday boy came to the baths tonight he was a virgin.” An older guy stepped up, I couldn’t see his cock, but Tom pulled his fingers from my hole and I was soon equally as full as the old guy started to pound away. Tom kissed me and then turned my head to the side so that he could force his cock down my throat. The old guy didn’t last long and soon he was moaning and spluttering as the cum shot out of his cock into my ass, and all the while Tom was feeding me his cock. Apparently just outside of my field of vision a line was forming because no sooner had the older guy stepped aside then a young thing blond twink took his place. And so it went on and on, and all the while Tom was gagging my on his cock till he shot a load down my throat. I kept count for the first ten loads and then after that I lost track. By that point though my hole was so stretched out that the guys with average sized cock were invisible to me and I could only feel the big ones. It was as if the rest of my body had shut down and all that remained was my ass; my cum and sweat covered ass. It wasn’t just my ass that was covered in cum, some where around the seventh top guys had started jerking off over me and now there were ropes and pools of cum all over my thin twink torso. Henry still stood beside me, occasionally fucking some guy waiting to breed me. Tom had clambered into the sling next to me and now had his legs in the air and was well on his way to catching up to my count. As a big fat black man pulled his equally fat cock from my hole and I could feel a river of cum flowing out of my hole. A few guys cheered and shouted things like: “look at his hole gaping,” “he’s fucking wrecked,” “that cunt will never be tight again.” I was in heaven. After all that time wondering what sex would be like, just wanting to get it over with and now here I was wreaking of cum and sweat my hole gaping wide, I had found my place. A new guy appeared between my legs and as I watched him line up his cock with my hole I thought he looked rather familiar. He was about six feet tall and squarely built with jet black hair and super dark five o’clock shadow. It was the guy from the desk at the entrance, the one I had rented my locker from. I felt a thick cock slid easily into my hole and he leaned over me and taking in my cum covered body said, “I knew you’d be popular birthday boy, but I didn’t know how popular. I’m just glad this cunt was still here when I got off work even if it is basically destroyed.” He bucked into my hole for a few moments and then seeing Henry said, “You taken charge of this boy hole then Henry?” “Yep, plucked his cherry myself.” “Sweet, well seeing as you’ve already let every guy in this place wreck this boy’s cunt mind if I just ruin him for life.” “Go right on ahead Sam, do what you like.” I had no idea what they were talking about but Sam pulled his cock out of me and examined my hole for a minute. He then began rubbing around my abused and stretched ass ring sliding his finger in from time to time. Slowly he worked in first two, then three, then four fingers inside of me. The pressure mounted as he began to work his thumb in too twisting his hand around inside my hole, pushing forward a little with each twist. The cum smeared all over my ass acted as lube and eased Sam’s entry and in what seemed like no time with a soft pop my hole swallowed his hand. I moaned like the bitch in heat that I had become as he started to fuck me with his hand. Cum splattered out of my hole and onto the floor as Sam worked his hand deeper and deeper into my guts. I really have no idea how long he fisted me or how deep he got. My eyes had rolled into the back of my head and all I could focus on was the sensations coming from my ass. Several times cum shot from my own cock without my having even touched it, but it did nothing to slake my lust. When Sam finally pulled his fist and his cock from my ass after cumming twice I realized that the room had emptied out quite a bit. Henry was depositing another load into Tom who looked as fucked out as I felt, and a few men were hanging around the perimeter but the massive crowd had gone. “Where is everyone,” I asked weakly. “Gone kid, it’s eight am,” Sam replied. Holy shit, I had spent the whole night in the sling, I had never even made it to the hotel I had booked. “How about one last load from us two and then we’ll get you cleaned up boy,” Henry said helping Tom from the sling. “Yes please,” anything to keep this day from ending. Henry and Sam helped me from the sling and the two of them supported Tom and I on unsteady legs back to Henry’s room where Tom collapsed on the bed. “Get on top of him boy,” Henry commanded, and despite the fact that my legs felt like jello I mounted Tom’s ever hard cock and then practically laid down on him with it still inside me. Henry slid his cock easily inside of me next to Tom’s cock and slowly began to fuck me. Sam made to leave but Henry told him to stay, and in fact Sam got behind Henry and slid his cock inside Henry’s big meaty hairy ass in a quick smooth stroke. The four of us then shared what was honestly the most tender fucking that happened that whole night. We had been bonded together by what we had done with each other and it showed in how Henry controlled the smooth easy tempo of the other three till finally he and Tom blasted inside of me adding to what I thought must honestly be a gallon of cum in my ass and Sam planting the first load of the night in Henry’s ass. We then disentangled ourselves and made our groggy way to the showers. Henry washed the cum from my body but made sure not to remove any from my hole, though a good quantity was simply running down my leg out of my gaping hole while Sam cleaned off Tom. We went to our lockers and put back on our street clothes, it felt weird to have them on at all. Henry grabbed my phone out of my locker before I could put it back in my pocket and the three guys quickly passed it around putting their numbers in, and then we all did the same for Tom. Then we left. I drove home in a sleepy silence, and when I got home I walked past my parents muttered something about having a good time and went up stairs to pass out. When I woke up sometime around dinnertime my phone was glowing with texts from my new friends; I smiled. Perhaps the rest of my summer wouldn’t be such a dry spell after all.

The three of us walked through the hallways. Only Henry, who was in the lead, wore a towel. Were were heading towards the main common room. When we were passing a large group of men, several of whom had turned to stare at us, Tom grabbed me from behind, and with ease slid his cock into my cum dripping hole, gave me a few quick hard thrusts before pushing me after Henry who hadn’t stopped walking back out towards the patio. Tom repeated his quick pounding act on the patio in front of another large group of guys. Henry led the way to the dark corner of the patio and into the even darker corridor and then to the door of the sling room. There were many more guys there now then there had been the last time I looked in the room. Still, only one sling was occupied, but not by the black guy I had seen before; however, there was now a group of about twenty guys all standing around him, each with a raging hard-on, waiting to breed the guy's hole. I practically ran to the sling where Tom and Henry helped me and to get me situated properly. Once my legs had been put up into the stirrups, Tom roughly slid four fingers into my hole as Henry turned to the tops around the other man. “Hey guys, don’t wanna take you away from what you’re doing but it’s my friend’s birthday and his first trip to the baths and he wants to get his hole used pig style. So this little twink’s formerly tight hole is open for business."