LeCross

Been a long time since I posted. Sorry guys! Here's a good one after a bad breakup. Some might call me an idiot, but I was in a bad place. The guy I thought of as my soulmate told me he changed the locks and not to come back, just like that for no reason. I was heartbroken and had moved to Texas from Massachusetts all for him. I got myself a hotel and decided sex might make up for the hole in my heart. A no pic top hit me up almost immediately on Grindr. He said he needed a bottom to satisfy him, raw and he was hung. He showed me a gigantic uncut 10-11 inch dick rock hard and said he needed me now if I was down and could host. I agreed immediately and said I had poppers. He said he didn’t need them just my open hole and lube, which I had. When he got to my hotel pretty quick, I hadn’t thought of it but he never showed a face pic. When I opened the door I took a step back in total abject horror. He was not a looker. Maybe a little older than me, but not by much and I was only 29. He was slim, latin, a bit shorter but his face was marked and not at all attractive. I set my feelings aside and let him in with a smile, hoping he didn’t notice the step back I took. I wanted to at least see this dick in person. I took a hit of tina, I admit I was really trying to fill this hole in my heart with drugs and dick...the guy didn’t want any but he was cool with whatever opened my hole to him. I only took one big hit and held it. I blew it out as I sauntered over to the bed, he was already naked and stroking. I took off my pants since I had no shirt and showed off my black man six pack, hairy abs and chest as well as my ass but I was slim trim black dream to most guys and I said to hell with shaving since I love hairy men. And this guy was hairy too. He got on the bed so I could suck him and that monster was already at half-mast. When I put it in my mouth it grew so quick I couldn’t believe it, and it was wider than any cock I’d ever taken. Not to mention longer, I didn’t dare gag though on this sweet dream of a latin penis. I was gonna give my hole up gladly and his looks suddenly mattered not a bit compared to the majesty of his penis. I’m a loyal guy and with a penis like this I was worried I’d misplace my lust for falling in love with him after just one fuck...but I didn’t care I swore I’d try not to. He got up and got behind me pulling my hips closer to his engorged super straight hotrod of a dick. It was cut, majestic and as wide as my wrist. I hit the poppers in anticipation of being taken as he used the Gun Oil to slick his rod and put more on my hole to mark the target. That’s when it hit me, he was gonna do me bareback. “Oh yeah,” I said casually, “I’m neg by the way, never would usually go raw, but your dick is so hot...you neg too?” “Yeah man, glad you’re neg,” He said with a grin, “I really need to hit hole raw when I wanna get off, and if you open I’m gonna rail you all day.” “You probably shoot a huge load,” I gasped as he pushed into me and I sniffed the poppers again greedily to open completely. Heat took me and my back arched and my hole relaxed as his monster cock pressed me open wide eagerly with lust in his eyes that I couldn’t see with my head down, but as he gripped my waist to arch my back, I knew he was wanting to take me completely and utterly, “Don’t cum inside me baby...I know you’d knock me up if you’re not definitely neg.” “I can pullout...but I maybe I’ll change your mind,” He promised and pushed me open mercilessly. I gasped and my hole opened like it had been waiting my entire life for his dick. My hole ached as he stretched it and I continued to hit the poppers to make my pussy willing to compensate for this raw dick that was breaking me open wide. It hit a climax where in my chest, head, and hole all at once knew I was ready to submit fully and then the rest of his cock rushed into me with no reistance. The fucking that began...I have no words to describe it. He gripped my ass cheek with one hand and forced my back to arch with the other and my hole ached willingly for him so I naturally felt I was matching to his dicks perfect placement to take me. I kept giving it up and I felt my hole get so wide, even as the tip of his cock hit some place in my ass that didn’t want to let him through. He forcefully pinned me down in place to stretch my hole. More poppers let that second hole give in and he pressed through slowly but surely until it caved completely and I gasped in ecstasy. “Who owns that black pussy boy?” He demanded as the slap, slap, slap of his monster cock punctuated each word he spat out. “YOU!” I moaned desperate to satisfy this man who must’ve been part sex god for all that was happening to me. As my hole opened more and more, I couldn’t help but think he was gonna cum in me even after promising not to and then I felt it. A geyser of a load, he tried to fuck me in a way his huge orgasm wouldn’t feel like a load shooting into me, but he got the timing off just a bit so I felt that raging load spunk my naive boy hole. “You didn’t cum in me baby, did you?” I begged, hoping he’d pull out or confess. “Nah boo, that’s all precum,” he said without missing a beat and continuing to pound me. “Oh my god, that’s so much, my hole feels full of it,” I panted knowing I couldn’t stop him and he wasn’t stopping either. I still couldn’t let it go though, this bastard nut in me after his empty promise. His dick was softening slightly now and I was going to casually mention it but he beat me to it...was he psychic or just that good? “Squeeze that dick softly when I pull out and then relax completely in time with me baby,” he cooed sexily to me while rubbing his hands over my ass and back. “Yes baby,” I complied and squeezed gently as he pulled out and then when he pushed in immediately opening. I hit the poppers again for maximum loosening effect and it wasn’t even three pumps before his cock felt MASSIVE again. I tried to stop squeezing, it was getting too large and his dick was gliding without effort due to all the cum inside me. I think a half inch of cum was around his dick so it wasn’t even touching my hole it glided so smooth and he was getting even harder than before. “AH! Baby, please!” I babbled incoherently, my cries muffled by the pillow I stuffed my face into. “Take it,” he ordered, “you know you want it.” “Yes, you can cum in me,” I sobbed pathetically giving in, he already nut me. I might as well say it. “I can?” He gave me a particularly deep thrust that made my legs ache to spread wider. “YES! Please, baby it’s yours.” I couldn’t believe I said it. “You made me wait to nut you so I’m gonna teach your hole a lessen before I cum inside you.” He didn’t even take credit for the load he gave me….he was pretending this was gonna be the first time! Why was that so hot? Then he gripped my ass again more firmly than before and pushed my cheeks apart as he revved up to plow me. The pounding was slow, deep, driven with heart thudding aggression. I panted breathlessly into a pillow, even forgetting the poppers and just trying to let myself stretch more, his dick was harder than before and I had no hole left to give. He ground his hips into my ass and forced me wider. My eyes bulged, and I felt a pop and swore there was a snap as my ass gave into his cock and he reached my third hole. I swear on my mother’s soul if I had not felt that myself I would have called any bottom a liar a third hole existed but this monster cock proved beyond all doubt it could be reached. Just like that I was his. He nut me deeply and completely. He rubbed at my top of my ass hole because his dick was pulling out my ass lips as he stroked and tried to keep the cum from pulling out since I was so full it was coating every inch of my hole and his cock. God this was I dream come true. I couldn’t help but feel it’d be worth it if he pozzed me...maybe I could be his personally fuck boy, loyal and submissive. I’d do anything and be sorely used. Maybe I was biting off more than I could chew...but he was just getting started.

Becoming the King Chapter 2 of the Royal Poz Fuck Gang So, our next story in this sordid tale begins a long way from the smoke filled room of our first. It wasn’t my intention to start a group of men in the Northeast of the United States who loved to stealth and poz fuck neg holes until they were imprinted with our DNA - but this the very true story of how I got notoriety in New England to become King of the Poz Fuck Gang. I don’t think anyone who was working can forget when the period experts dubbed the “Great Recession” began after the 9/11 attacks. I had left my service in the military simply because I am not someone who can take orders from others. I like to dominate aggressively socially and sexually. Many would call me lucky that it came off so naturally that I wasn’t court martialed and got an Honorable Discharge when I informed them I was leaving 3 years ahead of my 6 year submarine contract to the Navy. So I found myself in Providence, RI in a time where there are literally more businesses foreclosed and ‘for lease’ compared to how many were actually open for business. In a state that was known for having 86% of a single town called Central Falls depending on food stamps and unemployment at the time, how was I to make money? A roommate suggested becoming an escort and I laughed thinking it ridiculous and even if I was a lean 5’11” black man with a 8.5-9 inch uncut thick dick - how was I to stand out and attract attention in such lean times? Well, it turned out that my practicality, thoughtfulness, and reasonably priced services - the majority of which were non-sexual - is exactly what made me stand apart. The story of how I wound up pozzed after I left the military is a huge and (I assure you) incredibly fucking hot story in itself but I wanted to say after my uncertainty of what to do being knocked up with such a strong strain of Poz jizz, what to do with myself. I had decided I would be knocking up guys who paid for it, but whether or not they knew my status was another matter. Knowing the risk of an escort breeding you who fucked all time (at least hypothetically) should be enough to make anyone who really cared not take the risk. Straight out of the gate, my new profile as an escort caught one fucking hot fish. Older gentleman, mid 40’s - early 50’s, and Captain of a Fire Department. I couldn’t believe my luck at all. He was muscled and in amazingly great shape. The picture of his ass combined with the description of his submissive sexual personality during raw sex was like pure Cat Nip for me. Something about older white men who loved being submissive bottoms, not the highly-reactive, throwing their ass back types (though there’s nothing wrong with that kind of bottom) - something about them I cannot resist though. I told him as much and even said if he wanted a regular fucking and breeding I’d cut him a lower rate so it can be every single week until his husband came back from school. Oh! I never mentioned he was already in a relationship? Yeah, turns out long-distance and gay men doesn’t mix well for a monogamous relationship. Like you didn’t see that coming? He only wanted hung black total top dick for his little hungry white boy cunt hole and I was more than happy to deliver since he was neg and spoiling to get impregnated. We set the date, time, and roleplay scenario. I’d make it an arrangement he would never forget. His house was in the woods, I remember it being a hilarious point he felt the need to make that even though it was a bit removed - I did not need to worry he was a serial killer or something like you read about in the paper about guys who meet someone from Craigslist, only typo discover they were some deranged type bent on punishing someone giving into their carnal nature. I just laughed and said he’d find out like a few other guys how much more crazy a black guy could be, so I wasn’t worried. Pulling into his driveway I saw a lovely house that I could tell would be even more impressive on the inside - his text said the left sliding glass door was open to a guest bedroom where he would be on his knees ass perfectly spread apart and bent over waiting for me to lube up with the Gun Oil and slip into him while he sniffed poppers. Sure enough he was as amazingly sexy as his pictures. It turns me on that much more when a hot guy pays for sex, and just because he knows what he wants and it has to be a specific quality - so much so that it makes paying for it worth it. Do you want to have awful sex for free? Or pay for what you know will be good even if you’re hot or not? He knew the right answer and for that I was going to plunge that hole full of BBC and cum for as long as he could handle it. As I closed the sliding glass door and locked it - I could hear him sniff some poppers as he arched his back more-so to what would probably feel like the ideal position for entry to him. I love bottoms on poppers. They don’t just want to get fucked by raw cock, they NEED it and crave it to a degree they give up their holes so well I can see why truly dominate men can’t help but refer to it as a pussy. This was no exception. As I saddled up next to him and dropped my sweat pants to the floor, he turned with a bandanna covering his eyes and sucked my dick. Feeling it was already massively hard (thanks to some viagra for bottoms who can really take a beating) he instantly started deep throating. I think he might have got it all the way down twice…maybe three times before he knew his throat had taken all it could handle and he went back to facing the bed and spreading his legs while resting on his knees for the fuck that would change his everything. I got on my knees poised just behind him, my uncut 9 inch dick so rock hard it throbbed a bit and I could see each vein sticking out like someone had ran a highlighter over it to be more noticeable - I carefully pushed that wide head into his receptive boy cunt. Being years younger did not stop me from feeling very much the daddy in the sexual dynamic with older white men. I loved when they would be my “boy” and just take my dick the way I instructed. Some need a certain position or want their input to matter - and those aren’t the ones that I go for. The ones that obey without question or hesitation and can instantly comply I delight in fucking for as long as their little holes can take it. Especially if they can be loose and open - tight guys never did it for me. Big dicks feel like every hole is a tight one, so only loose ones feel good. AND BOY DID HE FEEL GOOD! It was not even five minutes into entering him I was getting into the ‘slap,’ ‘slap,’ ‘slap,’ rhythm of my hips hitting his cheeks, my cock ramming balls deep, and my balls plowing greedily against that bare skin while getting closer to unloading - and I knew I’d breed this white hole until I knocked it up. I was not medicated and never will be until I am falling apart at the seams. “My God,” He whispered breathlessly, “Oh. MY! GOD!” The scream was so genuine and indicitative of his hot time after 40 minutes into it I blasted a huge wad of jizz right up his submissive white cunt but stayed rock hard. “Think you can take me plowing that sweet ass til I cum a second time?” I asked him knowing he had to feel the large pulsating jets of cum I launched one after another into him. He whimpered with each “smack, smack, smack,” that was deliver against his bareback skin. “Daddy,” he sobbed softly - almost desperately, “please fuck me again soon but I can’t take more now. Oh fuck!” I was probably going to need to have someone over who wanted to lie down on their face, ass open, and just take me fucking and breeding them for a few hours to get this hard on under control if he couldn’t take a few more loads from me. “It’s alright sexy,” I said soothingly as my cock coated in a sheath of my own cum slid in and out of him pulling on his ass when I withdrew it. “Fuck this will be so hot having you breed me until my husband gets back. I just don’t want anyone to know I was being unfaithful. He’s a good fuck but I am just such a slut for BBC if he’s not around I’m going to need it from someone else,” he confessed. “No complaints here,” I assured him with an inner smile. Cheaters deserved getting their little holes knocked up. I doubted it would take more than one or two tries to get him pozzed. I wondered if he’d get the fuck flu or just find out. Turns out it was only the one time to impregnate his little white cumdump hole. He paid for another raw fuck, but he got sick just a few days prior and suddenly said to me he could not meet up anymore. “Why can’t you meet up for draining my dick with that sweet ass made for BBC?” I asked innocently. “I’m sick Daddy…maybe when I’m not I can see you again.” he offered as his only response, but he and I both knew - there’s no cure to this cold so I would not be seeing him again and his husband was in for a surprise. I wondered to myself with some amusement - if he would stealth his bf when he got back from college or if he’d tell him and because he’s horny like most of us black guys he’d fuck his poz hole without a care in the world.

Definitely great story. Love stealth fucks and intergenerational knock up breeding. I seriously need to get back Into writing the stories I left unfinished on here.

Awesome story! I did stuff like that twice in college and half dozen times in the Navy. Love that guys don't say anything.

Fantastically well done, especially for a first time post. Reminds me I have a bunch of stories I need to update/continue on here.

Excellent story so far! Definitely good to see another hot stealthing.

I found this one intriguing with how it ended. Haha, have seen a few people slut shame guys who preach safe only sex and fuck raw. Just gotta embrace it openly.

One of the rare gems on here! Loved it

Wow! Nice memory turned story - I had no idea Vegas actually could turn into a bunch of fun for a train of guys doing raw fucking. Lived there until this Spring. Now out in AZ! I seriously have to write sometime soon...maybe even about a fun Sin City story of my own.

Definitely impressed with your storytelling capabilities. Normally I am huge on grammar for keeping a story hot and flowing well, but your style and vivid imagery is second to none here. I might have to try your style out on a future story and I can only hope it turns out half as well.

I too think this was an awesome endeavor to undertake. I keep trying to get in a mood to write. I stopped in the middle of so many multi-chapter stories...and the contributions have slowed down a bit of late. This helped me find a few I had no idea were on here and I thought I had read just about every entry from writers who had hot styles and stories.

Awesome story! Love you didn't take away much detail from the second and third loads. Most only put effort to the first cumshot and gloss over any follow ups.

Very sad to hear. Shocked the editing would happen too to such an extent....it was also very noticeable. Your style and spelling us better than the editor's. Good luck with everything. Hopefully you'll write again someday.

Stellar writing technique and delivery. I enjoyed reading it, wasn't slow or too sparse in the details for the fuck scene. Looking forward to more my man...haha, and I should take some time to update a few of my own stories, I'm terrible when it comes to letting go of my dick long enough to actually type when I'm on here!

Loved this story.

That was it, I was drunk. Drunk on the lustful energy in this place. Drunk on the cum that was filling my ass and the cock swelling in my throat. I had to give into this intoxicating sexcapade and there was no going back. I wanted more. I had to have more. "Oh, now he's ready to be a pig," someone commented with a deep chuckle to himself. Another spectator smacked my ass firmly and grabbed onto the cheek as the last top withdrew his cum covered cock. "I'm callin' dibs to for the next load to drop up his cunt."

To Confront or Confess It was a nice night in Boston. The balmy day had become a comfortably warm and breezy night, the streets were alive with the wandering denizens of the city and I had been asked out on a dinner date by the guy I had been fucking more or less regularly as my exclusive cumdump after the condom broke the first time. He had been quiet lately and I thought our little triste had come to an end but perhaps this was him wanting to move up to the next level? He was just a hole to me now, I would definitely be fucking him after the date, but I would have to disappoint him if he wanted romance. We were meeting at his favorite restaurant and afterwards going to his nearby apartment... "So, I have something to tell you," he said as he closed the door to his apartment. We had enjoyed the dinner, the place lived up to its reputation, and I was quite horny for this little twink's ass, he always gave it up so eagerly. "What's that?" I questioned, already feeling like I knew about his wanting more than just my dick. "You pozzed me," he said bluntly, "and I want to know if you knew?" Well, shit. I didn't see that one coming. "I...did?" I mused aloud slowly as I walked slowly by his granite kitchen counter top and slid my index finger along it looking at him curiously. "Yeah, it had to be you," he went on taking off his sports coat and hung it on a nearby coat rack, "I've only been getting fucked by you for the past couple months, and no one ever fucks me raw...only reason I let you is because the condom broke that time and I figured it out later." "So you liked it," I smirked despite myself. "Well, yeah I did...I loved letting you take me and breed me and say how I was your little cum slut, and you just needed me because you didn't shoot your seed unless it went in someone," he admitted, and I could see how hard he was getting beneath his form fitting jeans which made his ass look so good, "I thought to get the pills you could take after getting a load you're not sure about within 24 hours to ensure not getting pozzed, but you were so hot I just coming back and letting you have me over and over again." "And that hasn't changed, has it?" I questioned coming closer to him now and reached my hands around his waste to grab his ass and pull him into me. "No...even now I just wanna open my legs for you and just give it up like usual until you jizz up my ass and zip up to leave like you always do," he breathed softly, his heart I could feel quickening its pace as I kissed him softly and seductively. "So then who cares about all the other sordid details, I just want that ass," I said, and I was sure I had him now. Of course that's when he pulled away, an uncertain and doubtful look in his eyes and face. "Because I was so devastated when I heard the news I slept with someone trying to believe it wasn't true and I know they got it from me," he revealed to my surprise. I lead him over to the nearby couch that faced a small flat screen tv. "Tell me about it," I said, he might have thought I cared about relieving the burden on his shoulders of becoming a gifter like I had, but really I wanted to be turned on about him spreading my seed even more. "I was going into club Paradise, you know...the one with the hot porn playing and the strippers on the first floor," he began the story... "And the dark seedy dance floor down in the basement with everyone trying to fuck on the floor, their car, or an alleyway?" I joked, but knew all too well just how true my words were. "And that's pretty much what happened, he saw me before I saw him...this fucking hot jock sort of guy. I was kind of dancing alone just trying to get lost in the music when he was grinding up against me from nowhere. I didn't even try and see who it was, I just grinded back and gyrated hard and in tandem with the music. His cock was a fat one, I could feel it clear through the jeans and I wanted to get fucked and used like how you always fucked and used me. That's what guys at Paradise were all there to do more or less." I knew I couldn't wait for more of his story, and what was to come, and when you find out what I heard, it'll be even better than any of you could have guessed. ((Short on time, but will get up the continuation ASAP fellas!))

Graduating to Becoming A Gifter Looking back on it now...it all began so innocently (or at least, innocently enough.) After those hung guys had bred me, I never told anyone how much of a violated and used up cumdump I had felt like but the change was apparent to me even though I could not even admit it to myself. I went from willing and submissive bottom to an over-the-top macho dom fucker top. I plowed the ever-living-hell out of any cute, sexy, or hunky ass that passed my way but...I tried to play safe until I got up the nerve to get tested. Then something went horribly wrong...although now I think it was the best thing to have happened to me. Bang! My dorm door slammed open as I stumbled groping and kissing this slim dominican with a sexy set of six-pack abs and a swimmers chest and arms. He was at some pride dance and we had gotten to grinding in the sweaty crowd and as soon as I put that ass against my crotch, I knew I was going to have to fuck this kid like there was no tomorrow...and he knew it too. "Damn, you're a stud," he moaned ripping off his pants and bouncing back onto my bed, already bare bottomed since he had gone commando and his shirt I had torn off someplace between the club and the short hop to my place since the college was in the middle of the city. My belt was unbuckled and jeans falling off to the floor in no time. "You're quite the looker yourself playboy," I flirted with a wink and sly grin. My 8.5 uncut dick was throbbing something awful in the otherwise comfortably fitted black boxer-briefs with the word "TOP" stitched onto the backside incase I went to an underwear party and anyone wanted to take the guessing out of what I wanted. "I have a feeling you want to get right to fucking me," he said as though he wanted an expected it rather than was asking it. He rolled onto his stomach wiggling his ass and getting on his knees and looking back at me with a wicked glint in his eyes and a quirked eyebrow, "Doggy or missionary to start?" I already had produced a condom and went for my desk next to the bed to grab the lube. "Lube that hole up good too, I am gonna be diving in hard and will fuck you like the bitch you are whether you can handle it or not," I ordered, half-serious, and half in jest. "Yes, Daddy," he obeyed already fingering his ass and taking ahold of the lube to apply gratuitous amounts onto it as he did so. The condom was already on and I tossed the wrapper aside, my fat veined cock was hurting it was so hard, I had to fuck him good so I could cum at least once just to get a hardon that wouldn't drive me nuts. I was on him before he had barely taken his finger out of his ass and my rubbered cock sunk into his firm bubble butt swiftly. He reared his head back and gasped moaning and trying to move forward a little to stall for a little adjust time, but I had already grabbed ahold of his dirty blonde hair and tugged on it hard like reining in a horse and plunged balls deep and kept my other hand firmly on the small of his back to rail this tight-holed bottom until he was as loose as I preferred a bottom to be. "Fuck kid, you're mine now," I told him as I smashed unforgivingly into his twink boy hole. He cried out in pain and pleasure and before too long began to loosen and give in when he couldn't get away without me gripping his hair harder to force my cock in fully. "Take it you fuck slut," I barked the order in his ear as I leaned in pounding on him and then licked and sucked on his sweet and sweaty neck. All there was for the next 10 minutes was the sound of him moaning and my balls slapping into his ass checks while splitting that hole ever deeper with my dick. I couldn't believe it was getting even thicker. I think I felt it more than heard it, even though I know I heard something faint...but it took me a moment to realize the condom had suddenly snapped. Whether because of how tight he was when I first started or how fat my cock had gotten...or fuck, maybe it was because gun oil and regular condoms don't go so well together, oops! I kept on fucking him though, he didn't seem to noticed and was grinding now into me like a bitch in full-on heat. I was so turned on thinking of cumming in such an amazing ass I couldn't even help it. I went from planning to fuck him mercilessly for the next half hour to shooting a near week's worth of saved cum right up the fuck-holes raw cunt. I just impaled him harder and harder as I shot volley after volley of my seed. I still hadn't gotten tested...but maybe he was lucky and I was neg. Otherwise it had been months and I would be unmedicated and he'd be knocked up for sure. "Fuck, yes," I whispered just imagining him now carrying my DNA inside him and being forever branded with what was now my calling card. I knew I'd never wear a condom again..at least not without planning to break it and cum inside a bottom. A gifter was born and so was the next part of the Breeding Chain with this poz seed. "Oh god, that was amazing..." he breathed slowly pulling off my wet semi-hard dick. I tried tugging at the condom to make it seemed covered still as he turned around to look back. He must have suspected cum was inside him, I shoot so fucking much even when I have been jerking off daily. "Yeah, you don't know the half of it," I laughed.

Yeah long over due for more to come!

It's late but you decide to come into one of the more popular adult bookstores you've heard of to release a load or maybe take a load, only time will tell. A handsome clerk stands smiling and winking at you from behind the counter of assorted items like poppers and lube, hell maybe he's one of the items you could pick up if you're lucky... The One-Stop Breeding Shop Intro: In an experimental effort to bring together the community I love and see here on the website, I got the idea to have a story that is added to not by one author but by any and every single person who wants to write or enjoys where this story goes through all of your contributions. How it'll work is I'll start the story with a character, and after I finish adding, the very next person who feels like adding onto it can do so or even comment if you like. I'd say to help not break the story up too much if you feel like commenting add it in the same post with your continuation of the story. Maybe this could be a ton of fun and not to mention really hot to see where your fantasies take it. Don't be shy, whether good, bad, or if it's your first time it's just for fun and to bond with your fellow pigs out there haha. So the story begins... It wasn't long before I was perusing the seemingly endless stacks of videos and porn mags sprawling in a maze pattern inside the bookstore. Tonight was totally packed. Guys of every age, color, and creed seemed to be milling about in the main area, heading to the video booths, or to the gloryholes that were opposite the video booths. I could hardly make up my mind on where to go, but a handsome playboy type caught my eye suddenly with a wink. I couldn't help but smile back as my dick got hard. He motioned for me to follow....maybe I wouldn't have to make up my mind after all, someone this hot could get me to do whatever he liked. I followed his lead excited for what was to come...

Sweet! Thank you so much for the feedback so far, I have been promising myself to actually finish one of my multiple chapter stories and hopefully go back to a few I have written but haven't typed on the site. I will always try and keep you fellas entertained and turned up with the story progression, and tweak it if it is lacking something. Each one is done from memory otherwise haha. This next one was my favorite between the two actual guys... How It All Began: 2 Macho Arab DL Stealthers Part II I was groveling pathetically and subserviently on the sheets before my hairy well-tanned top. He had my suck on his index finger as he stroked that bulky dick before me and slapped it with a solid *clop* across the right side of my cheek. "Please..." I begged him as I wiggled my pert asscheeks in the air and arched my back slightly. He reached back and grabbed a handful of one cheek in his strong grip and clenched then unclenched his fingers to repeatedly manhandle me for his amusement. "Yeah, fuck one more into you," he mounted my ass pushing it quickly and forcefully flat on the bed and crammed his cock entirely from head to balls in a near singularly swift motion. I shot up moaning and straining to pull myself forward while gripping the top part of his bedspread so his ever thickening dick wouldn't be so firmly lodged inside me. Cum dripped and gushed as his balls slapped mercilessly the thundering beat of his slam fuck he was giving my quivering cumhole. "Oh shit! I'm cumming! I'm cuuu--aahhh!" My orgasm was muffled as he stuffed my face into a pillow and continued the last few steady and quite satisfyingly loud thrusts into my young hole that he was inseminating with his mature load and made note of the large wet spot where he had fucked my cum right out of me. "That ass won't be the same after us tonight man," he chuckled more to himself than to me. I didn't know what to say really and was unsteadily trying to dress myself. My ass felt so good but ached dully as though a long slow dick was still snaking in and out of me just for good measure, and the cum he had once again decided to pump me full of was already demanding release. I wanted to just leave, and not let him have the pleasure of hearing from the nearby bathroom all his jizz splattering out of my hole and reliving his conquest of using me so easily since I was so stupid for just being duped by a stud who seemed so straight to me otherwise if I hadn't seen the e-mails and lived through the fuck he had just delivered. I couldn't believe how quickly I made it to the other guy's place... And when I knocked on the door, he nearly immediately opened it. Standing at 6'6" he was unbelievably tall. Much like the other guy, he had a distinctive look that I would say was somewhere firmly between what I had imagined was a traditional arab and a fresh off the boat type latin guy. Very rugged, fit, masculine, and built though his frame was quite slim. He wore nothing but low hanging swears and his adonis lines showed clearly. My dick came to life bouncing beneath the surface of my clothing, begging for release though my ass tightened in nervous anticipation of how large that snake he had to wield would be. I knelt to begin to suck his cock and pull down his sweats but he pulled me up off the wooded floor and turned me around and with a surprising amount of ease picked me up and tossed me onto the plush bed so I landed on my stomach. He tore off what little clothing I had to expose my bare cum laden hole. He slipped out of his sweats letting them hit the wooden floorboards silently and with slow anticipation he climbed onto the bed on all fours over me and positioned his cock just over my ass. I had my eyes directly forward on the headboard before me, as I didn't dare look back incase he decided to punish my hole for trying to eye his cock. He leaned to his left grabbing a lube bottle from the nightstand and rolling poppers to me as well. I hit them eagerly and deeply when he started squirting the cool gel on my hole. His dick was not long behind and pushing firmly. "Wha!" I could not believe what I was feeling as he stretched my hole ever more apart with his wonderfully thick fuck baton. It was way thicker than what I had thought would be going inside me and he knew it. No wonder he wanted to go second. If I had started with him, it would have just been all blood and tears...or maybe I was just getting dramatic because of how I felt like my ass was barely containing the amount of meat he crammed and fucked ravenously up inside with a wicked curve. I was breathless during the assault and just surrendered to the one who took over and now owned my ass. "This is some good cunt boy," he whispered with his chest pressed against mine so his full weight flattened me even more and he forced my legs apart just a bit more so I had no choice but to let him force his invading ethnic dick anywhere it desired and all the pre-cum that steadily drained from it, "You know what is gonna happen to that little boy puss, huh?" He breathed mockingly. I merely panted as his thrusts got insistent and shortened in their quick lightning jabs inside me til I could feel the intensely warm and thick creamy present he buried into some point past my second hole. I couldn't believe he kept every drop so deeply nestled inside me I wasn't going to have any cumming out unless I really tried to get it out. "Can I--" I began. "Use the bathroom?" He finished with a laugh as he popped out of me tugged at his cock gathering up the ass juice and the last bit of his cum onto his fingers and pushed his fingers into my mouth to lick and clean without hesitation, "No. You're driving with my special load stuffed nice and good inside that useless fuck hole of yours. Wouldn't want you not getting the most out of that jizz." "Special load? You guys aren't poz, right?" I asked though I know I had asked almost a half dozen times in the e-mails and they denied, denied, denied. "Well, you wouldn't have been such a sweet and willingly little pump n dump for me if you had known, right?" He commented as if it was an observation of the weather. I was stumbling out the door, clothes barely hanging on in any decent way, wide-eyed, cum-stuffed, and aching inside and out of my hole he had bred so enthusiastically, "Don't worry slut, you might get lucky...I'm undetectable these days...but that ass was pretty torn and damn..you got such a huge load. Call me if you want to own up to liking that hole getting used for poz dick. Love neg guys who know what they are good for." It would be three weeks before I got up the nerve to go get tested...and of course they had done their job all too well. The test results said I was choc full of HIV. It had been so easy for them and I though tricked some..all too willing...and now...well now... It was my turn to fuck some neg hole over and keep the chain going.

Intro The best stories are the ones we secretly know are true, and man have I got some truth for you. Often we just talk about how we got pozzed or how we knocked up someone else, but how often do you see the chain reaction? The ones who came before. The ones who came after. So let me show you what most don't see. You're probably wondering who I am, how old I am, what race I am, what I look like, but I won't bore you with the details...I could be anyone and when you hear my story you can imagine it as anyone or even yourself because if you go raw...it probably will be you soon if it hasn't been already. How It All Began: 2 Macho Arab DL Stealthers Part I I was horny. Typical, right? Yet, horny for something particularly special. I like all races honestly, as long as they have a sexy look to them, but some completely make me melt. Middle-Eastern guys were a rare thing to come across for me and when I saw a mailing from two that were both hung tops from a craigslist ad I had placed, I couldn't resist. DL, hairy chested, almost latino in skin-tone, one 33 and the other 41 but they were neighbors and were going to play separately. I didn't care to ask questions about the unconventional dynamic, I just wanted the best part about their stats to be in front of me and then in me...their 8,5 and 9.5 inch cocks. I was ready in no time and out on the road...it was an hour drive, but I had a feeling it'd be worth it. When I arrived at the first guy's place, I felt the all too familiar nervous excitement heighten my senses and cause my hole to ache hungrily to be satisfied. I'd brought poppers and gun oil for lube. He had told me the door would be open and to wear no undies. I turned the knob to the one-story home and sure enough it was open. It was minimally decorated but the quality of the items was evident. The bedroom I could see from where I stood and I could also see the naked form that occupied it stroking an already hardened cock. Resisting every urge to just run over to cram that meat into my mouth I instead sauntered over sexily, stripping as I went making a show of my every curve, muscle, and sexy asset I felt a horned top would appreciate seeing. As my track shorts dropped to the hardwood floor and my shirt was carelessly discarded it was nothing to kick my tennis shoes off and crawl submissively onto that king sized bed to that thick veined 8.5 incher and start going down on it. I locked eyes on my soon-to-be-top and seductively went down as far as I could on his fat dick before my throat began to protest. I quickly repeated that a few more times before focusing on the conquest in my mouth completely and looking down towards his crotch and deep throated it fully. His hands flew up to my head and held me down to bury my face into his pubes. The scent of a sexy man is an intoxicating thing and I could not help but inhale it deeply. His hands roamed down my back and I could tell he craved my ass already. With a tug at my hair that had just started growing out lately, he pulled me off his cock and maneuvered around me on the bed swiftly to position himself behind me as he kept firm hold of my hair and kept me on my knees. His free hand went to grab the gun oil I had let roll to the side when I initially crawled onto the bed and he wasted no time opening it and applying generous amounts onto my hole and then his swollen manhood. "When I fuck that hole you take all this, I don't care how much it hurts you better get every inch in that tight thing," he ordered and with that he began to push his uncut cock into my hole. "No condom?" I asked, trying to resist and pull forward just a little so he didn't go in fully, but his free hand now pushed down on the arch of my back as he was pulling my hair to lower me down onto the thick thing. His cock head already half way inside. "You said you were neg, right?" He said, and without stopping popped into my protesting ass and began to slide in inch by inch with ease. I hit the poppers despite myself because I could tell he wasn't going to stop and I confess...I did not want to stop him much either. Hung cocks I often prefered raw when I felt more or less safe that they were not poz or had something else. "Yeah, but I..." my words were lost in a sudden gasp of pleasure as the poppers kicked in most wonderfully and opened me invitingly for his filling cock. He plunged the rest of his dick into me and fucked at full on ball slapping speed right from the start. I hit the poppers desperately again moaning and arching my back subserviently to him, just allowing him to take my hole again and again with every thrusting. "Oh Fuuuuuck!" I whispered contently as it hit places in my hole I hadn't felt opened in such a long time. His dick was one of those rigidly straight sorts that you can feel how badly it wants to make it to the deepest and most center part of your ass to plant a seed as quickly as possible. I was just going to be a cumdump for him and it turned me on even more. Smack. Smack. Smack! SMACK! His cock, hips, and balls were crashing against me and into me with total animalistic fervor and intent. Then I heard the grunt. He drove it once more balls deep and held me down his cock lurched and throbbed inside powerfully and spewed surprisingly hot thick spurts of cum into me. I felt each and every of the six streams of jizz hit the back of my ass and fill it easily. He held me there only a few seconds longer as he squeezed the base of his cock and then began to pull out to milk the last bit of cum into my used up hole. "Sorry I came so quick, I've really been needing to fuck since I don't jerk off to cum," he said sounding rather pleased with himself. "It's no problem," I replied with a small smile, not wanting to say I didn't agree to be bred and wasn't warned at any rate. "Well, don't leave. Turn around to face the door, lay on your stomach, and spread those legs," He commanded me with a mischievous grin. My heart quickened in excitement as my newly ignited craving for his magnificent tool took over my thinking -- meaning I didn't think at all and was the obedient little fuck hole he oh so desired. I arched my back and waited patiently, not even wiggling my ass unless commanded or if he grabbed or slapped it for his visual pleasure. It was maybe three minutes before he was near full on hard and got up to swiftly dive into my already cum-filled ass. "Fuck this bitch is full," he chuckled, "You're going to be gushing everywhere when my bud gets you and he'll love that." Damn, that's right...as good, kinky, and especially as risky as this was...it was still just the beginning of my "fuck date." And if he had just expected to fuck and fill and use me I had a feeling his even more hung buddy would be anticipating much the same. What had I gotten myself into?

Not only awesome story telling, but great and unexpected additional fucks added to the excitement. I loved the racial mix and the believability factor was high. Would be a story I ideally shoot for writing when I'm not being lazy and making it short! Hahah

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