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Author’s Notes: This is a completely fictional story involving infidelity, relationship corruption, and poz worship and fucking along with some light supernatural imagination. Any connection to the real world is merely coincidental and nothing is modeled after any real life event. This story will take time to build. This first chapter attempts to set a ground stage for the remaining story and therefore contains no sex. There is a bit of buildup towards to the end to leave you on a cliffhanger. My expectation based upon my thought process for how this will play out is that for the most part, this will be the most mundane of the chapters, and the rest will be filled with much more of the things we would like to read, although the truest goal here is to continue to layer the tension so that each chapter has the appropriate impact. CHAPTER 1: THE DANCE Brandon and Tyler had been together for three years at this point. Both 22, they still had a lot of life ahead of them, but were madly in love with each other. They had moved in a year earlier into a small, somewhat run-down apartment on the bad side of town. But at least it was theirs. Plus, they needed money to keep themselves looking good. Brandon was 5’7” 125 lbs, brown eyes, brown hair swung across the side of his face, slightly emo in nature, but a bit more modernized in its stylizing. His body was a perfect twink body in all aspects. Both him and Tyler were obsessive about being smooth. While they didn’t have a lot of hair on their bodies, they found they felt more attractive waxing themselves to perfection each day. Tyler wasn’t much different than Brandon in the looks department. He was himself, hot as hell, with an even tinier skinnier body at only 5’5” and 103 lbs. He was obsessive and meticulous about his diet, his workout, and had somehow, someway, decided that 103 lbs was the magic number. It helped accentuate his hip bones just right, kept his thighs at the perfect measurements, made his extremely tight clothes hang on his body just the way he wanted. He was blonde, with a very similar haircut to Brandon, except his hair was more textured and highlighted and toned which really helped the focus on his incredibly deep blue eyes. Both boys had no tattoos, but they wanted them eventually, should they ever have the money. Brandon had a PA on his decently large 8 inch dick. It wasn’t and exceptionally thick dick, but it was a good size. Brandon also had his nipples pierced – rings – for that matter. Tyler was more decked out for sure, each ear had three piercings – the lobe, and then two more going up the side on both sides. His nipples were pierced, and he preferred the balls to the rings, his belly button as well, but with a fairly hefty diamond that an ex had bought him, along with his taint being pierced. He practically came when he get the taint pierced. Tyler sported a smaller 6 inch dick, and while not tiny, dictated he bottomed more than topped. From a looks perspective, these were the stereotypical twinks to the tee. They had extremely tight little bodies, even hotter asses, looked good in everything, or nothing at all, and were obsessed with their looks. However, they had a softer side than most. Overtly friendly, decent, kind, non-judgmental of most guys, it was easy for anyone they met to be surprised be their down-to-earth nature and likability. They were madly in love. They had already moved from the wild sex phase of the first few years of the relationship to a more mundane “husband phase”, even though they were only planning on getting married eventually. At this point, neither had proposed to the other, but that didn’t matter. They knew, with every fiber of their being, who they belonged to, and they wouldn’t have it any other way. Monogamy was key in the relationship, and pure utter devotion was the way that they lived. They were at each other’s side most times, but even wen not, they constantly texted or called each other to check in, because they cared, they LOVED, not because they distrusted. Sex wasn’t the main part of the relationship like it used to be. It happened a few times weekly. Brandon had a decent sex drive, Tyler had a sex drive that couldn’t even be measured. But the sex was good if not vanilla in nature, and Tyler never minded Brandon’s lovemaking. Its not as if the both of them had ever had rough sex or been a little loose before they met, but it was almost like they began to embody the traditional relationship in its monogamy and expectations especially after they moved in. Spontaneity was definitely not something that Brandon exceled at, but Tyler didn’t hold it against him. He was so madly in love with him that he certainly could practically overlook any tiny fault. Brandon worked in a shipped and logistics company in a very manual labor position, and while he had worked there for a few years and finally got on the day shift, since it was a 24 hour operation, there were times, due to staffing, that he had to work late. The unfortunate situation this particular Saturday was that a couple that they knew, Aaron and Adam, (which Brandon and Tyler called collectively, DoubleA) were going out to the local gay club and wanted Brandon and Tyler to come along that night. Nothing particularly crazy, something Brandon and Tyler had done with other friends and couples, but not the DoubleA boys. Adam and Aaaron were a little different. Not scary or concerning per se, but they had an open relationship and always marketed it as such. Now, they always drew a line of respect to Brandon and Tyler and never came across pushy, but they still tended to always market how good it felt. Brandon would always scoff at their musings and statements once he was alone again with Tyler and Tyler would overall agree, although he couldn’t deny that he at least could see the hotness in what they were doing, even if he really had no interest. “Ya sure you really can’t change your schedule for Saturday babe?” Tyler whined, “Ugh I fucking know. I never have to fucking work Saturdays and of course its this one when we have a little something to do! I so want to make every many jealous of us dancing and making out on the dance floor like fiends so they can see what they don’t have!” Brandon commiserated back. “Well you do know,” Tyler began, “they probably will end up finding a guy or two to hook up with, and then they will be off to their place or a motel or something, so I cannot imagine I am going to be there till 2AM or anything…” “Oh babe, “Brandon interjected,” I don’t care at all. You shake your ass out there, get a little tipsy, have fun. Its not a huge deal for you to be there by yourself. I want you to have fun. I just want to have fun with you is all”. “I know, I know. It will be fun, Ill just miss you. Sucks to have fun when you are working. But oh well, Im going to look hot and if anyone tries to hit on me I’ll tell them they are too late!” Tyler laughed as Brandon joined in on the laughter. Saturday rolled around and Brandon went to work on the late shift around 8PM. Tyler arrived looking hot, in his tightest jeans and shirt, and he’d even made sure to lay out on the top of their apartment building to get a really good tan. The club they were going to was pretty tame. Standard fare and a mix of twinks, daddies, and everything in between. No special theme was on that night, just loud music, strobing lights, hot guys, and plenty of alcohol. Tyler kissed bother Aaron and Adam on the cheeks when he arrived, almost immediately swinging his hips to the music. After grabbing a few drinks and chatting at some of the tables, the boys were out on the dance floor, swinging around like they hadn’t a care in the world. Many tracks later, after the crowd had augmented greatly, the club was hot, the sweat was pouring down, the music pulsed in everyone’s bones, Tyler looked over to see Adam in the arms of another twink, tongues down each other’s throats, totally mesmerized with each other. Aaron on the other hand was grinding up against a pretty hot beefy daddy and who had one hand on his neck and the other straight down his pants. Tyler could barely see it but Aaron had a tattoo on his hip, exposed by the mans hand pushing down his pants. Tyler couldn’t read what it said, but he did find hip tattoos attractive and made a mental note to ask at one point. Nonetheless his friends looked to be pretty drunk and pretty in lust with their new boys, and Tyler figured he should grab some water as he was soaked in sweat from the dance floor. As Tyler floated over to the bar he eyed some boys that looked his age at a table not too far from the bar. Twinks of course, sipping on whatever their drink of choice was. However, these were different. As Tyler got closer he did a double take. They couldn’t be THAT good looking. Then he looked again, and was stunned. He turned away but had to look back. He felt embarrassed from the constant head swinging back to look at them and then immediately away in shame. The club was filled with some incredibly hot guys, from twinks to maybe even some pretty senior guys, many that Tyler could absolutely see as porn models if they wanted to be. But again, for the fourth time, he looked over at the time and these boys, they were different. Really different. Still twinks, but….perfect. Perfect. They were all perfect. The entire situation weirded Tyler out. Perfection is nothing something anyone can see in this world, so how could he actually know what perfection was? But yet, everything in him was screaming that those were the most beautiful twinks on the face of the earth. What the fuck was going through his head. Tyler turned away again, staying focused, and asked the bartender for some water. As he turned around to find a table, (and preferably a table on the other side of the bar away from the weird nexus of the universe of perfect boys with unbelievably perfect features), one of the perfect boys stood right in front of him. Right in front of him. The boys lips were only an inch or so from Tyler’s. “Hello,” the stranger said in a fairly monotone and mundane voice. Tyler, in the heat of the moment, after spinning around and having a boy practically in his pants had dropped his water, shattering the glass on the ground, and getting a fair amount of water all of his already extremely tight shirt. As those few seconds of mayhem subsided he looked up at this boy and he saw the eyes. These didn’t even seem to be human eyes. Were they contacts? They looked like animal eyes. Like a cat maybe? Stunning for sure and Tyler had seen they made weird contacts like this, and maybe this boy was just weird, but yet, he felt the eyes were beautiful. Mesmerizing even. He froze again for another few seconds, adding to the absolute awkwardness of the situation. His mouth became dry in and instant, as if he was standing in front of a god. He gradually opened his mouth to say something, yet nothing came out. Again the stranger, in the same voice, mundanely stated “My friends and I would appreciate your company at our table.” My friends and I would appreciate your company at our table? Who the fuck talks like this Tyler said, his temporary focus broken as he tried to wrestle with the tone in the voice and the oddness in the sentence structure but immediately was pulled back into staring into this boys eyes. The boy could have kissed him right there and Tyler would have been unable to stop it. The boy did not kiss him though. “Looks like you spilled some water on yourself,” the stranger plainly said, reaching out and touching Tyler’s shirt at his chest. The stranger didn’t try and grope him, it was simply a gentle touch to determine how soaked Tyler was. The moment the tip of the stranger’s finger touched Tyler he felt these titanic waves of energy convulsing through him. It was like horniness amplified. In his head the music muted itself down to a drone, the lights around everything but this boy dimmed to practically nothing and he continued to feel wave after wave of insane bliss shooting through his body like an earthquake. In reality this all happened in a matter of five seconds or so, but to Tyler it felt like he stood there for an hour basking in the bliss of a simple touch. A text came through from Brandon at that point, which broke the mania going through Tyler’s head and he grabbed his phone, taking his eye off stranger boy for a moment. The text was Brandon saying hi and that he loved him. Tyler texted Brandon back that he loved him too, and missed him, and that everything was going fine. Tyler glanced back over the dance floor to see Adam shirtless being groped and groping the boy he was with, along with a crowd encircling them, and he couldn’t even see Aaron and the daddy anymore. Again he pointed his eyes forward and was mesmerized again. “Please come sit with us. You interest us and we would love to get to know you,” the stranger beckoned. At least this time the boy spoke in normal English. “Yeah, uh, ok I have some time right now, my friends are, um, tied up at the moment anyway,” Tyler replied. He followed the boy back to his table and took a seat amongst the 5 others sitting there. All the boys ranged in hair colors, but their body types were unequivocally perfect twink bodies, from head to toe. Tyler was beginning to realize he wasn’t just seeing things. The craziness of it all was that, yes, they all had the crazy cat eyes. They were all mesmerizing, but the initial stranger boy sat down next to Tyler and placed his arm around his shoulders. “My name is Jax,” he said gently. “Uh Jax,” Tyler stumbled as he started to pull Jax’s hand off his should on impulse, “I have a boyf….” “Oh SHIT Tyler,” a shirtless Adam exclaimed as he strolled past the table with his new boytoy on his arm, “The first time you’re out without Brandon and you’re already looking to cheat on him. Fucking hot yo!” Jax looked up at Adam with a somewhat disgruntled look and pulled his hand off Tyler’s shoulder without any additional help from Tyler. Adam continued to walk away with his boy, even though Tyler reached out trying to stop him. He couldn’t let Adam talk to Brandon and tell him he saw even the slightest hint of cheating. Especially when he was the innocent victim here! Tyler started to jolt out of his seat when his eyes caught Jax and the mesmerizing began again. “So your name is Tyler,” Jax surmised from Adam’s outburst, “and you have a boyfriend. I believe that was what you were trying to say before your friend decided to butt in is that right?” “Yeah that’s right,” Tyler blurted back. Regardless of his focus on Jax, it wasn’t as if he was under a spell. He had some sarcasm to his tone, and irritation as well. “And I didn’t come here to cheat on the best man in the world that’s for sure. So please do not touch me, we have a committed monogamous relationship that’s better than anyone else out there!” Jax nodded, slowly. You could see the wheels were turning in his head. This boy, for not being more than 22 or 23 years old, was acting like some old wise man. It was intriguing, although batshit fucking weird to Tyler. Jax stood up without any explanation and walked a few steps, finding Adam, and then with more energy than he had displayed the last few minutes with Tyler, grabbed Adams arm and marched him back to the table. After setting Adam in front of Tyler, Jax calmly sat down, his composure completely intact. “Adam is it?”, Jax poked, “I believe we have a misunderstanding here. Your friend, Tyler, spilled his drink at the bar. I believe, based on my observations here, that he came here with you yet you deserted him for….that,” Jax pointed to the boytoy on Adam’s arm, “….and then you unfortunately walked by when I was doing something inappropriate to Tyler, not the other way around. My apologies, because Tyler loves his boyfriend, and we as a wonderful group of friends searching for another wonderful friend, respect and cherish his monogamy. It was a simple accident and it shall not happen again. Please understand, this is a misunderstanding.” “Yeah whatever dude,” Adam slurred in his drunken state, “Ya know I know this Tyler well, I knew saying he was cheating on Brandon would just set him off, this boy would never ever EVER cheat on Brandon. Hes fucking gold. Now I gotta go though crazy cat boy, me and this bitch are going to fuck like rabbits.” Adam scurried off and Tyler was now left impressed by how genuinely Jax tried to correct his error. Weird guy? Yes. Decent? Absolutely. He didn’t have to do that. He somehow noticed that Tyler was really upset by Adam’s poking and he made it right. He really made it right. Ok, there may be some new friends here, possibly. Then Tyler’s eyes connected with Jax again and the tractor beam was locked. “We’ve been here for several hours and find this place to be stereotypical and dull,” Jax stated, matter of fact as usual. “There is another club attached to this club that we would prefer to spend time in, and would love for you to join us, only if you want.” “What other club are you talking about?” Tyler questioned. This entire building is just one big gay club, its not in a strip mall or anything else, so what could he be talking about? “Its not a well known or accessible place. Only for people in the know,” Jax responded, calmly of course. “Oh well hey I mean I’m all for people doing their own thing, but I don’t do drugs guys,” Tyler started to get up but it was if Jax’s stare gained intensity and Tyler began to hang on baited breath for the next statement. “We do not do drugs,” Jax stated plainly, very plainly, as if it was absolute verifiable fact. In fact, Tyler had never heard anyone make a statement that was so absolutely believable in his life. Jax continued, “This is simply a much more chill environment away from the trashy pop music where we can possibly get to know you as a friend. Not a lover, just a friend. Not a lover, just a friend. Not a lover, just a friend, repeated in Tylers mind like an echo. He nodded, his mouth didn’t work for whatever reason. His friends had abandoned him for their same ol slutty ways, and he was somehow enthralled with cat boy here and didn’t have any problem proceeding. The boys all got up and proceeded to walk towards the back of the club towards the bathrooms, snaking their way through the crowd, catching looks from everyone there. Once at the bathrooms they took a right down a hallway to a door marked “Basement – Employees Only”. Jax pulled out a key from his pocket and unlocked the door. “Oh you’re an employee here?” Tyler asked Jax turned his head around to look at Tyler, locking eyes once again, “Sometimes a little bit of smoke and mirros is necessary to prevent the world from destroying a thing that you love.” He turned back around, proceeded to open the doors, which led to a very deep spiraling metal staircase. Every step down was loud and clanking from every one of their steps. The light at the top of the deep column going into the ground was a normal yellowy light but towards the bottom of the stairs the lights were a deep red. At the bottom of the circular stairs there was a single, steel riveted door. Hardly contrasted letters to the dark metal barely stated a word on the door, assuming it to be the word of the club. With the red light, and the other boys’ heads in the way it was hard to read. Tyler couldn’t make out what it said. Again, Jax produced another key from his pocket, this one looked like an old Victorian key, inserted it into the key hold, and with a large creak of unoiled hinges the big heavy door pulled open. Jax held the door as he ushered the boys inside. Tyler felt uncomfortable at this point. This felt like a dungeon, but he could hear the thumps of music playing from in the door, and some chatting take place down a long smoky hallway laying on the other side of the gateway, and his eyes caught Jax’s again which somehow communicated to him to proceed, and against his inner judgment, he took the steps through the door and followed the boys down the hallway. As Tyler got far enough from the entrance, Jax motioned to two figures who were cowering, quiet as can be, under the stairs. Adam and his boy crawled out from shadows. “Your performance was acceptable,” Jax said dryly. “Well thanks so you going to pay us now?” Adam snapped back, drunk, horny, and caressing his boy. Jax nodded slowly, as if in deep contemplation. “I believe I told you a thousand that is correct?” Adam, chomping at the bit and almost salivating jumped, “Yeah man that’s what you said, I’m glad to do it. But what about this beautiful boy here too? He had to walk with me to play your little game, I think he should get a thousand as well.” Jax looked irritated, but produced the cash right then. A thousand for both of the boys, in incredibly crisp bills. “Aw man, thanks this is great. Now you don’t be too harsh on Tyler or nothing, hes a good guy, better than Aaron and I,” Adam laughed, holding himself up against his new boy, who was snickering as well. “Now this is what is going to happen,” Jax began, as he quickly turned around to eye Tylers tiny ass getting further down the hallway. “You and your boy….” Adam interrupted, “are going to go fuck like crazy right now…” Jax grabbed Adam, his pulled ripping Adam from his boy, his hands caressing and groping Adam, his mouth connected with Adam’s, and Adam felt the shockwaves. Massive lustful waves of pure pleasure pulsed through him like craxzy. How Jax touched him was unlike he’d ever felt, how he kissed him was nothing like Aaron, how he smelled, how mysterious he was, everything came bubbling up in Adam and it felt like bliss. Adam’s boy stared in amazement, grabbing his own dick and touching himself, until Jax pushed Adam off him and stared into his eyes. “I am done with you at this time. Now you listen to me and execute my orders. You will walk to the top of these stairs and out the front door. You will not look for you boyfriend. When you leave the club, and you will do it immediately after I give these instructions, you will see a black Lincoln Town Car out front. Open the back door and get in it. It will take you home. Tell the driver your address once you get in the car. You will not touch each other in the car. You will put your shirt back on. Once you arrive at home, you will lead this boy into the bed that you share with your lover. I know you two have an open relationship. Open relationships are built on trust and honesty. This is neither of those things. You will then strip and throw that boy on the bed. Put out as many pictures of you and your lover surrounding the bed as possible. You will defile that bedroom and your bed with this boy. Boy, you will enter Adam raw, as many times as you want, but no less than five, and flood him with your DNA. Adam you will take him no questions asked. You will beg for more. You will stare at the pictures of you and your lover and realize how much better this boy is, how much better it feels in your bed, and how much bliss it is not to tell your man. Give in to the destruction of your petty relationship and give your ass bareback to this boy, like you know you want to. Your man will not be home until the morning, I’ve made those arrangements. By the morning you will be confused, questioning, and begging for this boy to meet you again to cheat on your man. And you will do it. I won’t even order that much, you just will. This will be gratifying to me.” With that, Jax, knowing that time was short to catch up with Tyler and the crew, caressed Adams hand for a moment, pulling Aaron’s promise ring off his finger in one quick motion. Adam immediately looked stunned and was about to speak. “Not a word from you Adam,” Jax said forcefully, “you will not need this anymore.” Jax placed the ring in his pocket and turned away from a stunned Adam and his boy. As they watched the creaky metal door close in front of them, they saw the words of the club, the words that Tyler couldn’t see. HEDON

Well I'm not really going to be great at dev mode. But you're suggestion got me thinking. I still can't find a way to log in on PC but like I said I have no issues logging in on mobile, which is Android. So, I figured the best way for me to use the site with a mouse and keyboard and give me the freedom to type longer responses was to emulate that and experience... On my PC. So I loaded up a VMware virtual machine with Android, which took a bit of tweaking and now I have a vm just to access breeding zone but it's on my PC. Workaround achieved. 👍

There's a point where it begins to feel all consuming. Its not a feeling I can truly put into words. You can relate it to an ultra horniness, for me I get these actual physical waves of like... Pleasure... Running through me, I start to shake, and my head gets very fuzzy and I am truly unable to think. I mean that. And you feel the kind of social construct wrongness of it but you also feel like you are standing at a precipice, so very easy to step in either direction. Stepping in the direction of the cum dump just augments the feelings I described above ten fold and that's where it consumes me fully. Now I certainly get how it feels after you do it the first few times. I mean for me, I almost felt guilty or shamed. But nonetheless there was a bit of me that felt attracted to that guilt and shame. I had already been exposed to finding out an ex had cheated on me and because of that I already had learned there was a deep dark feeling for guilt and shame that, after I broke the initial negative barrier, brought me immense pleasure. So being that I had learned to be turned on by the wrongness of something and let it seep into me more. It took time and a lot of other things happened during that time that influenced it, but I just kept doing it more and more frequently until I became an addict. Its going to be different with every person. Its not going to have such a response for you as it does for me. Being a cumdump doesn't mean you're better or worse at sex. Its just the kind of sex you have. You may end up being better with a few fwbs and call it a day. Don't try to block yourself into a specific role because you feel that's the only way to experience something sexually in an intense way. In other words.... Just go with it and don't overthink it. Whatever you are doing.

I truly couldn't have said it anymore beautifully myself

So I gave that a whirl. I'm going to try to do more but I'm showing it giving two errors right underneath where it's trying to call up the recaptcha token. Those errors are no token was passed and no IDs passed. I have very little understanding of this type of stuff but I figure I'll post what I find as I go along in case it gives someone a better idea on how to guide me here Thanks so much for your help and suggestion however

Really appreciate the response. I've actually done that actually multiple times. I'm sorry I forgot to put that in my original post.

Hi there. Been encountering this issue for a while now. I am unable to log in on my PC to Breeding Zone. I am however ABLE to log in on my mobile device. I type my correct username and password in the login page for a moment, the page flashes (essentially) like its loading, and then I'm back to a blank login page. I receive no messages regarding invalid username, password, or anything else. I have tried logging in on all three browsers: -Edge -Chrome -Firefox I have tried logging in on those browser in private modes, essentially to ensure that no browser addons are conflicting with the site in any manner. I have signed out and back in on my mobile device with no issues, and also confirms that I know my user/pass (I was getting a bit concerned there myself) I have also signed in using wifi on the same network my PC is on, so I do not believe there is anything about my network going on here. I have checked and unchecked the remember me box on the login page I have hit accept on the cookies information box that pops up. I feel like I've done all the tests I can think of to at least head this off. Nonetheless if anyone has any suggestions, I would really appreciate it. I much prefer to use my PC for access than my mobile device. Thanks in advance for the help!

First off, I simply love your mentality. I love the disgrace and deception that you take pleasure in. Its intoxicating at the least, and just reading your words makes me shake - thats how much my horniness overtakes me. I've been cheated on multiple times in two different relationships. The first was an overly piggy partner, we were both in our early 20s, and the amount of cheating, the type of cheating, was madness. While he was wild in the bedroom with me, what I found out he was doing behind my back, much later on, was monstrous. While I had a kinky side at that time, it was pretty much just fantasy, and I was very big into monogamy (go figure) and therefore me finding out about what he had done was devastating to the core. I was concerned since he had started using drugs, and i knew there was some unprotected sex, but I was just more concerned with the deception and the hardcore nature of it. He ended up leaving me at 23 to be with a 70 year old, and while I'm sure there were gold digger purposes to it, in the end, he was nasty, and he loved the age difference (I ended up finding out) and it brought him sincere pleasure sleeping with the oldest of men. That relationship devastated me to the core. I eventually found a much quieter, more well-put together guy, and experienced a pretty mundane and monogamous relationship with him. After what i experienced with my ex, he certainly checked all the boxes for faithfulness decency. He wasn't very horny a lot of the time, and he was very vanilla. As a way to spice up our sex life (I have an absolutely insane sex drive), we started talking about threesomes, and ya know, setting all the ground rules about being open and honest, blah blah blah. I started playing around with this ultra skinny bi polar guy, he was hot, his dick was huge (im not a size queen, just saying though) and he had a much healthier sex drive. I had kissed him as hard or harder than my boyfriend, but I knew it was all lust. My bf had never gotten involved due to his lack of sex drive overall. Finally one day my bf admitted, since he had been talking to the guy this whole time via messaging apps and stuff, that he actually liked him and wanted to go on a date with him, thinking we would make a good thruple if things worked out. I was fine with that, our dinner was fine and we took him back to our place. To my knowledge at that time, it was the first time my bf and him had met. Sitting on the couch he played the "its getting kind of hot in here card" and started to strip. My bf eyed me because he know i could be uncomfortable about this, with my past relationship (yes, even though I had been with his guy a handful of times, it had always been one on one). I went for it, kissing him, and my bf immediately approached and took him from me and that part of me inside snapped as I watched them make out. We got into the bedroom quick, stripping totally, me kissing every part of his body while my bf went down on his big dick (my bf IS a size queen and a cocker sucker through and through). Normal play ensued until we all came, there was no fucking. Throughout all this however it was becoming apparently clear, even minute by minute, that I was enjoying them too together more than I was enjoying being involved. And it was specific things too - i mean i certainly had no problem watching my bf's eyes roll into the back of his head sucking that big dick, but i was more turned on seeing their arms wrap around each other, how their fingers grabbed each other, and how heavily they kissed. We didn't hook up after that for a long time. The episodes of mania that this guy went through were pretty bad, and while I wanted to see him and my bf every night in our bed together, that wasn't happening. A year or so later this guy texted me out of the blue telling me that he had had my boyfriend hundreds of times without me knowing, half of that before we all met in the threesome described above. Based on this guys mental history I kinda scoffed at it and thought nothing of it. I texted my bf saying "oh here he goes again about some BS" and my bf broke down and said it was true. Here i was on my way to work, with no face-to-face, and im hearing my bf admit that hes cheated, monstrously. He kept saying he felt really bad, etc, etc., and while I expect many of you who read this will just say thats bullshit, knowing my bf the way I do, it was partially true. Hes an overall good person in a lot of ways, sensitive, caring, etc. However, he couldn't escape this boys grasp. THAT dynamic, the good mixed with the uncontrollable lust, is what did it for me. The guy told me he never wore a condom with my bf and the amount of loads in him eclipsed absolutely anything I've ever done. My bf was texting me asking if I was mad at him, and to be honest, I wasn't even at all. I felt...pride maybe? Contentment? at the very least i was stupid horny over it. I was dying to know what was said, how they loved each other, how crazy the sex had been, but I really only did get half answers. When I got home that day I demanded my bf fuck me and tell me every single detail from every single time he had gone over there, but alas, again the half answers continued. I think in some way this was because my bf couldn’t believe I was this turned on by it, and didn’t want to get caught in some entrapping situation, and then also, its because my bf doesn’t do well with begin verbal, at least with me at least. We had the guy back over multiple times after that. I got to watch them together understanding their history much more intimately. I learned that while Im extremely horny and love sex, in the end, seeing them together, how they kissed, how they loved, how they couldn’t keep their hands off each other, was more euphoric and blissful for me than anything else. I even got to hear my boyfriend whisper lustfully that he loved him, in the midst of the sex multiple times. I took many pictures of the events, pictures I still masturbate to daily, if not multiple times a day. I watched that raw cock enter my boyfriend without any questions ask, and I watched this guy try to impregnate him like it was his only mission on earth. I didn’t interact much. I wasn’t tied up or in another room, just watching and taking pictures. I would overwhelmingly, however, middle of the sex get under my bf and start tonguing the cock of the bull who had him in his grasp, as it went in and out of my bfs hole. And I would also clean his cock once multiple loads had been inserted. I really don’t know whats gone on since then, the guy hasn’t been around, off in mania again Im sure, but who knows if they have continued to do anything. He swears he hasn’t, even though Im practically chomping at the bit to hear THAT HE HAS. Nonetheless, I guess I don’t care. I want this shy meek and mild bf of mine giving in monstrously in any way he can. I’ve come to the realization that what my ex had done to me had come full circle, whereas back then what he had done was horrible, now, it was bliss. I found myself reminiscing about my ex and how much more pleasure I could have extracted from that situation if I only felt the way I do NOW, back then. Nonetheless I agree with @twinkhunter. Cheating should be deceptive, it should be destructive, and it should ALWAYS. BE. BAREBACK. Lust is the greatest of all emotions to me, and man that are bent to its will like my bf should be revered. Since then my bf and I have been very slutty together, on SOME occasions, (again with the low sex drive thing) but if Im honest doing anything with him has about a 10% euphoria feeling to the 100% I got finding out hes cheating. Its crazy how wrapped up in it I am. I masturbate nightly thinking of watching my relationship fall apart, watching lust destroy it, watching my bf become someone elses, and I love every feeling I get from it. I certainly have no issues, in fact would love, to chat about this more. If anyone wants to chat please message me.

I used to use it sir! I sent you a private message for us to reconnect!

Almost 5 years I posted this and man my life has changed. The amount of raw dick I have taken in five years is beyond comprehension. The difference between the level of innocence from when I posted this to the level of depravity i live in now is just huge. If any of you on here gave me your DNA, I'm thoroughly thankful to have you in me.

I'm rock hard when I get fucked. And I practically only cum handsfree and multiple times a session. My bf is always soft which is way hotter to me. Nonetheless no health issues on his side. Love bottoms that stay soft

I have an insane sex drive that no one understands. I cum hands free while getting fucked and it only makes me hornier. So far I've yet to meet a top or group that can match it. I've cum dozens of times during sex, albeit I eventually am no longer cumming and just orgasming but I've never lost my sex drive after it.

100%, but i'll also go along with what the top wants. my already extreme verbal nature when getting fucked gets turned up 100 fold if he tells me hes cumming though

Never used one. Ever.

I go nuts for extremely old men. Man I love 70+ year olds like you wouldn't believe

I'm back and forth on it. There are days that I love my bf putting the blindfold on me and making me submit to strangers. Other times I want to see the filth breeding me. But in the end I'll do what he says

35

Well the amount of men my bf is having come fuck me is increasing exponentially as time goes on so I think that's easily and proudly attainable. I was 18

I'd say in the 400s

Funny enough I'm so verbal during sex that some men tell me to shut up. Others absolutely love the filth that flows from my mouth. I think most enjoy it, plus I'm kinda a rarity that most twinky boys like me are pretty fucking prude. Not at all saying I'm totally unique but I'm sure they enjoy that I'm a total pig. I've got some decent ideas where my numbers lie but no in don't keep exact count

Yeah I'll proud of it. The number of sex partners a guy has can make them even hotter. I never have an issue telling men that I'm a fucking bb slut. They can do practically anything they want to me, so long as it's raw. Even most of the condom guys break down after seeing my hole and fuck me raw

there is truly no greater pleasure than having your bodies completely open for other mens DNA and cum when in a relationship. Obviously everyone has to make their own decisions as to what they are comfortable with, but when i make love to my bf and he does to me, the fact that we know our bodies have been temples to dump loads in for so many other men bareback, makes the entire thing incredibly hotter. In fact that best "sex" we have together is when we are doing it together but with other men. Hopefully he gets there soon, the ecstasy is too great not to succumb to.