BabyBobby

Yes, and he looks like the kind of guy I'd want to switch from top to bottom and again and again...

A had a rough fuck buddy but we weren't really boyfriends. We met at a bar and he was about five years older than me and was a manly top where as I am at boyish bottom. I told him that he reminded me of my oldest brother, and also how I would fantasize about my older brother fucking me and he asked would I like it my brother treated me like a bitch and I said sure as long as he'd fuck me. He said ok little brother let's go home. That night was cool and I loved it but over the next month it evolved into more like a rape scene and got rougher and rougher until he had to gag me to stop my screaming. I could handle the scene for awhile but he also got colder and colder and started scaring me and then I stopped going over.

Size does matter. My hole can handle most any cock for a quick fuck but if a guy wants to pound me for hours then being thinner and shorter is better. The last huge one 9+ and coke can thick wore me out in just 20 minutes and I had to endure another 15 minutes before he stopped. Average up to 8 inches and thick but not coke can will let me bottom for hours.

Great point, Einathens. When being fucked often I wear a chastity cage. A friend of a friend came over to top and told me he doesn't fuck dickless girls, he wants boys as he loves dick so I took the chastity cage off because that is what he wanted. He understood why I locked and made it a challenge by telling me that if I cum while he sucked me he wouldn't fuck me, so he got to enjoy sucking me but I didn't get much pleasure as I had to concentrate so I didn't cum. He then fucked me and afterwards he told me that I was such a good boy and I was so happy that I pleased him.

My favorite position is flat down on my belly. I find the position to be the most submissive and I can get pounded very hard and held down like I'm being forced also a top can be gentle and kiss, nip or lick my ears and neck just below my ears which drives me completely crazy. I don't usually get into anonymous sex but on my belly have been fucked a few times and had my top get off and let another guy get on me and those are the few times I've had guys do me without knowing who they were.

I like to get fucked on my belly so that puts my dick out of sight and makes it more difficult to reach. Jockstraps are so hot I doubt it could stop but instead attract attention. For me the only guarantee would be a chastity cage which also has the benefit of letting everyone know you are a bottom and a top doesn't have to worry about getting you off.

The amount of time really depends. What I care about is that someone is upfront on what they want. If a top tell me he wants a quickie and I'm told to bend over and he pounds me for two minutes and then shoots I'm fine with or if I'm told that I will be on my belly for two hours I'm also fine with it. I just want to know so I can prepare myself mentally as well as physically. A recent fuck was dissatisfying because the time was much different than what was planned. An ex BF called me and we met at a hotel I was staying at in Boston. He is one of the few guys where I am the top and I was excited as I hadn't topped in over a year and we discussed playing all night but after a little foreplay I pounded him and dropped my first load in him within minutes to take the edge off so I could then fuck for the night but maybe ten minutes later he jerked off while I was fucking and he was then ready to be done. That was so disappointing!

Yes I moan, I almost can't help it.

A top should do as he pleases. When a top gives me a gentle fuck because he likes to fuck that way I am happy and when a top hurts me and I whimper the whole fuck I am also happy too because he did want he wanted to do. I like to know the kind of top he is before so that I can get into the mindset and a rape fantasy is so very hot but one where a bottom boy should expect to be in pain.

Lance is the luckiest bottom boy in the world.

I've done various chems but haven't tried T yet but all these stories are getting me anxious to try. What a blast it would be to finally go to a connection and have this happen my first time.

When topping I'd rather use a condom than pull out. To get to the point of orgasm and then pulling out makes it not worth doing it. I want to be holding on to the boy as I my body goes through the orgasm. As a bottom (which for me is much more common) if I do not actually feel the top have his orgasm in me I would probably cry.

One of my more memorable was at a party and it was late so we all were high or drunk or both. This wasn't a sex party but was mostly gay but a few straights too and a conversation I was part of was about public sex and many including my then BF liked going to the Fens in Boston but I wasn't into that but said I liked the idea of people watching me get fucked but didn't like the idea of getting arrested and someone asked if I'd get off on being fucked right then and there in the middle of the party and I said sure and minutes later I was on my belly with my pants pulled to my thighs and my BF pounded fast and hard and bred me in just a few minutes. It was so exciting but I was nervous the whole time having about fifty people fully dressed watching me get fucked. Life got interesting the next few weeks with guys calling and wanting to take me out.

Chapter 2 Good thing Billy asked that I write the second part of his story because there is much to tell about what happened next but first let’s cover some of the things he didn’t tell you that lead up to when we get together. Billy said he was a submissive bottom well that may be true but the real truth is that he is a complete bitch boy. He doesn’t jerkoff because it doesn’t feel right holding his pathetic little cocklet and he knows that stroking and fucking is for real men and not bitches like him. But boy does he get off, he can cum just thinking about having a man using him and he was having dry cums to his dreams before puberty set in. With the delayed puberty also came delayed growth so at 18 he was now only five feet two inches and 105 pounds. His light brown hair and blue eyes were adorable and his face was covered with freckles completing this soon to be cum bucket. Billy told you I was 40 years old and reminded him of his Uncle Jim. I am six feet tall, have a massively hairy forty eight inch chest and a thirty one inch waist. I have a full head of brown hair, brown eyes, mustache and as I like to wear jeans and flannel have often been told I look like a lumberjack. That much the bitch knows what he hasn’t seen yet is my eight and half inches and seven inches around nor has he seen my biohazard tattoo. In the basement of my secluded home are two rooms and a large bath room. One room is my well equipment playroom but I may need to call it a dungeon soon. The room has a full size bed, sling, fucking bench, and a massage table that I mostly use with the fucking machine as it is so adjustable. One wall is covered with shelves that hold most of the toys, dildos, whips, paddles, chastity cages, cock rings, etc. and on every wall is a flat panel TV. The other room looks like many basement family rooms. A couple of couches, chairs, a kitchenette and bar and an eighty inch TV which makes much of the action almost lifelike in size. My preference has always been to guys that like to be used for long periods of time. Long ago I learned how various substances could help prolong my playtime and I would have pot, G, T, and Viagra always on hand and also some sleeping pills when it was time to take a break or when I was tired of listening to a bitch and just wanted to knock him out so I could continue to fuck him in peace. I’ve enjoyed so many guys but the last few years I thought more about getting a young guy who I could train and make my own and hopefully stay together. I also enjoy making fantasies come true for a guy which often involves getting them to admit what they want and need. I got pozzed five years ago from mixing up needles with a boywhore and I stopped playing for a while. About two months later I met a young guy and he clearly wanted me to take him home but I needed to be honest with him and told him that I love to take him home but that I recently found out I was positive. The guy said, that’s cool, are you on meds? I told him that I wanted to wait awhile as I wasn’t ready to start a life of needing pills. He got really excited and asked about my viral load and then asked if we could stop at a store on the way to my house. This was the first time a bitch actually picked me up. We drove to my house stopping at a store on the way. I watched his hot ass as he went into the store and started to feel like my old self. A few minutes later he came out with what looked like a lollipop in his mouth which made him look so innocent and I started thinking of how hard and long I was going to fuck him. After two months I was very horny and I planned on playing all weekend. I didn’t know if he actually wanted me to breed him but as he got back in my car I saw it was a toothbrush and realized this guy was hoping to get pozzed and I decided then I would help him. We played for about thirty hours and after every load I shot in him he would roughly brush inside his ass and then put the toothbrush with blood, ass juice and more and more cum back in his mouth. I ended up getting more than a few other guys to come over to help me breed him. About three weeks later the young guy called and asked if he could come over to play. I figured he hadn't gotten the flu and wanted to try again which was good as I needed to fuck a hole. When I opened the door he grabbed me and gave me a huge hug and kiss and then told me he just got over the flu and he was so happy that he didn’t need to worry any longer. He brought parTy materials and asked if I was up for a celebration. I no longer worried about infected guys and started to search out the ones that wanted or needed to get infected. At Billy’s 18th birthday he got a new laptop with a camera and we started to Skype and I would make him punish himself until he would cum. I knew I found my new bitch boy when I told him a story about one of my former bitch boys, Jeffrey, and how much they were alike. Jeffrey also loved to get used by men but he was always so scared to start a session so I’d would lace his soda with a little G to get him relaxed. Billy wanted to know what that was but I told him never to interrupt me again and to hold his questions until I finished and then he responded with a soft yes as he looked down I was even more positive I’d get him soon. I continued, and once the laced soda got Jeffrey relaxed I’d strip him and rub my hands over his body for a few minutes, at that I could hear a moan from Billy, and I continued telling him that I’d then move a hand to one of Jeffrey’s nipples and the other hand to fondle his balls, and slowly but firmly I would start to squeeze both, Billy let out a much louder moan this time, and I continued saying how Jeffrey would start to whimper a bit then as I squeezed even harder he would start to beg me to stop and just squeezed him more and Jeffrey now was saying, Daddy please, I’ll do anything but please and then I stopped and took him by the hand down to my bedroom. Jeffrey liked to play so much and he always a good boy and made me very happy. Billy was beaming at my last comment. I asked Billy what he thought about Jeffrey and he told me he sounded really nice and he wished it was him but, but didn’t you do anything else, he asked. Of course we did, sweetie, I told him, but I never tell anyone what I do with someone, you wouldn’t want me to tell people about what you and I might do, would you? Billy was silent for a moment and then said he didn’t want his parents or friends to know but he thought it would be real naughty if I told my friends what we did. I thought, yes this boy is perfect and he doesn’t even know how perfect he is. The next day we were on Skype again and I told him that I asked Jeffrey and he said it was ok that I told you more. I thought the bitch was going to cum right then when I saw him shaking a little. To make this more fun I want you to pretend you're Jeffrey while I tell you more, quickly he whispered, ok, and I said no Jeffrey you know better than that, it’s ok Daddy, or yes Sir. Billy thought about it for a moment and said he didn’t know which one was right and he wanted to make me happy so I let him know that when we were alone it was, Daddy, but when other people were around it was, Sir, and Billy still whispering so that no one in the house could hear him said, ok, Daddy, and he looked at me with wonder and excitement in his eyes. Next I wanted to see how quickly he did what he was told and said, Jeffrey, get on your knees. He slid right down onto the floor and looked up at my eyes and said, ok Daddy, and you could tell he was enjoying himself. Billy since you don’t know what Jeffrey does or says, I’ll pretend I am reminding him and you can then do it, ok. OK, Daddy! That response came a bit faster and a bit louder this time. Jeffrey you are such a good boy you make me so proud of you. Billy just looked at me so I said, Jeffrey I want you to tell me how much you love your Daddy. That took a moment to come out of him and very softly he said, I love you, Daddy. I told him I couldn’t hear him, so louder he repeated, I love you, Daddy. I said louder, and now at normal volume and a bit more genuine sounding he said, I love you, Daddy! I then asked Jeffrey how much do you love your Daddy? Billy now sounding more like he was talking for himself said, I love you very very much Daddy. I again said he was a good boy and made me so happy to have him loving me. Now. Jeffrey, get up and take your clothes off. Without pausing or thinking Billy got up and stripped in seconds down to his tight boy briefs. I knew this boy was small but almost naked he looked more like a boy beginning his teens not one ending them. And his cock barely made a dent in those briefs and he is such a natural bitch that it wasn’t even hard. Jeffrey I told you to take your clothes off, I almost yelled at him. Billy dropped his briefs right off and said, sorry, Daddy, I didn’t know. Still at almost a yell I told him he knew better and that he should be punished. Billy’s body started shaking again and I quickly said a bit softer this time that if he told me why he took his clothes off I wouldn’t be upset with him. Daddy, I took my clothes off because I love you and want to make you happy. I asked him why he wanted to make me happy and he said because he wanted to be the best good boy he could for me. It was clear that Billy wouldn’t need much training as he was already such a submissive bitch and did exactly what he was told. Looking at his cock uncovered it was even smaller than I thought but since he’d never use it what did it matter, however, even a small one could be punished. Right then I decided I would lock his cock in a chastity cage as soon as I could as I never ever wanted him to touch it and I needed to make sure no one else stroked him. It was exciting to think that this boy would never once know what his cock felt like being stroked. Looking at my watch I knew I had to go soon to meet my hookup to refill my parTy supplies before I hit the club tonight so I decided to move quickly to see how fast I could make him cum. I told him, get back on your knees, boy! Boy, pinch your left nipple softly and grab your balls with your other hand. No, look at me while you do it. That’s my good boy. Now slowly start squeezing them harder. While I talk to you I want you to keep squeezing and pinching harder, now remember you are squeezing and pinching for me and therefore you cannot stop no matter how much it hurts. Boy, tell me what you will do. Daddy, I will pinch my nipple and squeeze my balls harder and harder and will not stop until you tell me too. Good boy, now start. Boy, can you feel me touching you, you feel me all over your body, you are such a good boy I wish I was there having you sit on my cock while you squeeze yourself. I know you feel so good right now but Daddy doesn’t want you to cum yet. You must not cum. Pinch harder boy. You are such a good boy I want to make you mine. Think about feeling my cock slide into your ass, you want that boy, Yes, Daddy, Yes, Daddy. I could tell he was starting to swoon so I took it up a notch. You’re going to be a good boy and beg me to cum inside your boypussy, aren’t you? Yes, Daddy, I want you to cum inside my boypussy, Daddy. You know that my cum carries my DNA and once you have my DNA you would positively be my boy? Yes, Daddy, I positively want to be your boy. I hope you’re sure boy, ask your Daddy if he's positive? Daddy are you positive. Yes, boy, my seed is so positive that you will soon have my DNA in you. The tears have started to slowly come down his face. Boy you know I’d squeeze harder than that. Be a good boy and squeeze harder. He was now crying and I could tell he was squeezing very hard and that his whole body was shaking with his impending cum. Boy I want you to say, Daddy please breed my cunt and make it yours forever, he cried out, Daddy, please breed my cunt and make it yours forever! Yes bitch when I breed your cunt it will be mine forever. Now, Boy, say, Daddy I belong to you, I’m your bitch, say it over and over again and pinch and squeeze even harder until you cum for me, and as you cum tell me you love me. Twice through those tears I heard, Daddy I belong to you, I’m your bitch and then his body shook violently and he nearly yelled, Daddy I love you, Daddy breed me, Daddy I love you, Daddy I’m yours, Daddy I love you. His orgasm lasted nearly 90 seconds and for such a tiny cock he came a lot, it didn’t shoot but oozed out the entire time. I was so worked up and knew some pig was going to get pounded very hard tonight. As he finally came down I noticed he never stopped squeezing his nipple or balls, so I told him he could let them go and as a reward for being such a good boy he should lick up his cum but he should pretend it was mine. He gently licked the cum on the floor as if it was the best food ever. I told him he was the best boy I ever met he should immediately go to sleep and dream about his daddy breeding his cunt and that I’d dream about him breeding him too. I watched him climb in his bed and heard him say as he fell asleep, Daddy I love you, Daddy breed me, Daddy I love you, Daddy I’m yours, Daddy I love you…. This little bitch is getting to me. I decided then I was going to keep this one and that within short time he’d be my positive son and will do everything I want. I couldn’t wait to see how much abuse he could take once I introduced him to Tina. I wanted to make his dreams come true. My mind was going into overload, should I lock him in chastity forever, or would I like it better if I had it completely removed, and what about those tiny balls, would I destroy them. Should I let him read this before I decide? Chapter 3 coming soon were we will learn what happens when Billy’s parents go away for the long weekend.

Hi, I'm Billy and two months ago I turned 18 and I decided to write this down now so I never ever forget it. For most of my life I couldn't talk to anyone about what I felt. My parents would hate me and my friends would probably beat me up so I stayed confused and frustrated until my parents bought me a computer a couple of years ago and I started to chat with guys online. Some were ok but most guys scared me. Finally I found a guy to chat with that didn’t just type “boy you're cute and I'd like to fuck you”. Peter is 40 years old but didn't act like a perv and we slowly became online friends. He reminded me of my Uncle Jim and both are strong, tall, hairy men, just the kind that I fantasize about. Those fantasies would at times frighten me as I had no idea where they came from. Peter didn’t make fun of me when I told him. He helped me understand them better and maybe understand myself. Now I know I am a submissive bottom boy who craves for men to use me and needs them to hurt me. When I first started chatting with Peter I was so afraid and would limit the sex talk to a minute and mostly chat about school and baseball. After about six months when I started to think of him as a real friend and trusted him I started to let him know about my fantasies. I told Peter that prior to getting the computer I had never seen porn or a dirty magazine yet had these dreams and even more daydreams where a man would spank me and the spanking would hurt but at the same time made my whole body shiver and shake which made me want to be spanked even more. Peter said that many boys have that dream and not to worry as it wasn't that weird. I continued to tell him that sometimes the shivers wouldn't happen but it still would feel good even when I started to cry and how the man in my dreams would tell me that I was going to cry out all the bad and afterwards I’d be a very good boy and I could ask him to stop once I had enough. In my fantasy I would never tell them to stop but would cry and cry and sometimes bang my fists until finally the shivers would overtake my little body and I would scream louder than I ever did before and then collapse and then the man would stop spanking me and would instead hold me as I'd continue to whimper and shake. Other fantasies had me being slapped then forced to suck cock until the man would shoot his cum in my mouth or being led around on a leash like a dog. Last month my fantasy started to change when Uncle Jim came to visit my dad. My uncle was the manliest man I knew. He stayed with us only two nights and since we didn't have a spare room he would sleep with me. He would hold me all night which made me feel so safe and secure. Once he left my fantasy started to change. Now the man who spanked me who was faceless became my Uncle Jim. The first night in bed without him I cried myself to sleep as I wanted him there holding me all night. That night I dreamed of Uncle Jim coming in my room to go to sleep and again holding me but after a few minutes his hand accidently touched my hard cock. He quickly moved and asked me why I had a hard-on, I started crying and saying I didn't know that it happened when he hugged me. All of a sudden a different look came across his face and he asked me if I wanted him to hold me and still crying I nodded yes, he then said that since I was telling the truth he would too and he started to take his clothes off as he said he hated sleeping with clothes and I should try it too. I was staring at him and didn't move until he tapped me on the head and then I too took off my clothes and we got back in bed. He held me so close and his cock was touching my butt crack and I could feel it get hard and I was in love. He then softly asked me how much I liked him holding me and I whispered more than anything. He asked if I liked it more than my new skateboard and I said yes, more than my computer, and I said yes, he asked me if I liked being held more than anything in the world and I said yes. He then took his arm off me and I rolled over to face him and he said that’s enough hugging which got me to start to cry again and beg him to hold me. He let me beg for a few minutes until my tears ran dry when he said you are such a sexy boy when you cry. That confused me but I didn't care I just wanted him to hold me. He then told me that since I seem to like to cry as much as being held that he'd hold me very tight all night on one condition and I said yes, ok, whatever you want. He chuckled for a moment then said I should get on my belly. He told me that he was going to spank me and then he’d hold me. I couldn’t believe my hot uncle was actually going to spank me and make me cry for him and I was so excited. He then grabbed his shirt off the floor and told me to open my mouth and he put the shirt in my mouth and tied it behind my head like a gag and told me that he didn't want to wake my parents up with me crying. Then he slowly started to spank me but soon built up speed and force and got me sobbing big time. After a few minutes he rolled me over and started slapping my face which hurt more than the spanking and I cried so much and all of a sudden I started to shake and shoot cum and he laughed and slapped me harder. As my orgasm ended he rolled me back onto my bellt and told me that now that he knew I’d let him do anything. He then spit on my butt hole and started to push his cock into me. He fucked me fast and hard and said if I would start to cry again he could breed me and I didn’t know what that meant but didn’t care either all I knew is he was going to do it to me so I tried to cry but had a difficult time so he started to slap my face again which got me crying and then he started to hit me really hard as he bred me and finally collapsed on me. A few minutes later he rolled on his side and told me to do the same but as I went to remove his shirt gag he stopped me and said leave it as I might need to spank you again tonight and he held me even tighter than before. In the morning I woke up as my Uncle was removing the gag and then slid his hard cock into my mouth and five minutes later he started to slap my face again and shortly after I started to cry he shot his cum into my throat as my own cock started to shoot. Peter again didn’t call me weird or sick but said wow that is an amazing dream. He asked me that if he came to pick me up and we went back to his house would I want him to do that. I froze looking at the screen and a minute later he asked if I was ok and that he was sorry to have asked that. I told him that it was ok but that this was just a fantasy and I didn’t really want someone to spank me or to breed me as that was just too dangerous. Over the next two weeks we talked more about what might happen if we ever met and he mostly talked about safe vanilla type sex. Later when we were chatting about normal stuff again I mentioned my parents were going away for the long weekend next week. Beginning of Chapter 2 This is Peter. Billy asked that I write what happened next as he still is a little foggy about parts of it. First let me tell you how much time I have spent talking to this bitch. I have been waiting more than a year for him to finally be legal so that I could fuck him pregnant. As he was telling me about school I was fantasizing about all his teachers being poz and breeding his slut boy cunt for hours and hours and when he discussed playing baseball I was dreaming of the coach getting him stoned and shoving the baseball bat up Billy's tight little ass. And when he said his parents were going away for the long weekend I started planning on turning his fantasy into his reality. Stay tuned for when Peter tells us the rest of the story

As a bottom I am there only to please and will not ask to cum or be touched and would never think of touching myself. Hope one day to find the top who can give me an anal orgasm.

He should get you on your belly sucking him then let his mate fucking breed you and leave so you never even see your breeder.

Seven to eight inches is nice as is having a little bigger than normal girth. Bigger is ok but I may not last long. One of my best fucks ever though was with a dick that was a little smaller than average so it is more about the top and what he is doing than his dick. Another time right after I came out I went home with another boy and he was going to be the bottom but when he pulled down his pants and I say a Coke can I had to get fucked by it. He said he loved to fuck but no boy could take it. I didn't care if it hurt and had him tie me down and he ripped my hole good, I screamed and screamed and he got into it and afterwards there was a lot of blood, but now I did that I don't want to again.

Getting rimmed is probably my favorite kind of sex. Some bottoms pick a guy based on his cock, some his body, others his face but for me if a guy will rim me then he can fuck me.

To me toys aren't better but they are different. I'd rather have a real live cock any time, however, with toys I get the right size (always getting bigger) and toys never get tired or get post orgasmic depression. Then there is my fucking machine that I have used for up to four straight hours and some days on and off for even more time.

Felix, I'd like to see in future parts something unpredictable. While stories like the Pizza Boy are very very hot they also can become too predictable. Think of all your own fetishes and spice it up with stuff you like or fantasize so that it is original. By the way when I first started reading it I thought it was a true story about you and I was so jealous. You are very cute too. Bobby

Very hot so far. As you mention "white powder" you will want to get this moved to Chem Fiction. I look forward to seeing Kevin corrupted and enjoyed by all these men.

It is easy to see a straight man looking to get fucked by a guy. As for me I have always been attracted to younger smaller boys but when I want to get fucked I really don't care who does it as long as I am on my belly and enjoying being used. So if a gay bottom will let guys he isn't attracted to fuck him why couldn't a straight guy who isn't attracted to any guy get fucked by one. As a boy even before I knew I was gay I enjoyed putting things in my butt and I recall thinking how I'd like to have a cock up there. I can see if this guy has ever put anything in his ass he'd want to try a cock too. I say have fun and enjoy yourself!

If I'm gonna suck rubber then it will be a dildo that was up my ass. A rubber covered dick for a BJ? Boy is he afraid. Yes I once got the clap from sucking a raw cock but if he is married and is afraid he should abstain from his wife for a week so he can get checked for the clap.

I do what I am told but if not told then I leave it where he puts it.