DirtyFckr

1 hour ago, DirtyFckr said:

Sunday afternoon with my fuckfriend 😈

On 4/29/2023 at 5:19 PM, Oliverwoody2 said:

Nice smooth hole. Would love to breed you that ass. Are you still on PrEP?

 Nope! 😈

11 minutes ago, BBdaddybear said:

Very hot. Needs to be bred

It was bred multiple times that night 

Would love to man, never been to the bathhouse in Ottawa 

Any dom tops to use and load me?

I was insanely thirsty. I realized I hadn’t drunk anything for hours and the drugs were making my mouth and throat very dry. As the last guy who had shot his load inside me slid out, I managed to say I needed a break to drink. I moved my left hand to pull the blindfold up and started to get myself up but my hand was grabbed right away and I felt another hand pushing me right down on my chest. “Who said you could leave? Stay where you are” I heard from a very authoritative voice. “ I got all you need here”

My head was pulled from the back. “Open your mouth” I was ordered as the brim of a glass was pushed to my lips. “Drink, boy” It tasted like juice diluted in water. I was so thirsty I drank it all. I could feel a slightly bitter aftertaste but it was so nice and cold after all those hot hours that I just didn’t pay that much attention.

After I had drunk the entire glass, my head was then slowly lowered down to the mattress. “There, just breathe. Rest for a moment”. The drugs were still hitting hard though and I was still rubbing my body continuously, keeping my legs open to show I was still craving cock. “My little whore is still hungry! Let’s give it a few minutes”.

”A few minutes for what?” I thought for a second. But I quickly realized again it was pointless to worry at that point after all the shit I had let him do to me. “The crowd is starting to thin out a bit. I’m gonna fuck a couple more times and have the guys left around here take care of you, then I’ll see what to do with you. You’re not going anywhere for a while anyway.”

He was right. I wasn’t even sure where I was half the time. My mind kept going on and off. I was sometimes feeling that my brain was turning itself off for a few minutes and then waking up suddenly. That’s when I realized I was being fucked again. “That sloppy hole of yours is getting me insanely horny boy”. He was thrusting in and out, with cum splashing out and around my hole. He was holding my knees up. I started to feel another rush of heat. I was getting slightly nauseous. I pulled my head back, breathing heavily and moaning loudly. -“I can see the G is starting to work on you. Seems like I can give you anything I want and you won’t even suspect anything or resist.You’re nothing, you’re powerless”. -“Yes, Sir.” His thrusting got more intense, then suddenly stopped. 

“You almost got me to shoot another load, but I want to save my bullets. I own you tonight boy. And I want to make you mine”.

10 hours ago, up4itgb said:

IDM Sauna in Paris last weekend. As per usual had to queue to get in as it was so busy. Spent most of the afternoon in the dark room section and got 15 cocks in me and 2 loads. I think all of them were bb

I need to try this one!

Been in Europe since Thursday, and was in Paris on Friday. It was my only night to play and I wanted to make the most of it. I ditched my colleagues as soon as our last meeting ended, skipped dinner, douched and started cruising. After a few hours without luck, I just decided to explore a bar I had never been before, the Full Metal. It was only a short 15 minutes walk away from my studio and I was there around midnight. I checked my jacket and only kept my sweatpants, t-shirt and shoes. I headed to the basement.

The place wasn’t crowded, just a few groups of guys chatting and drinking. I wasted no time stopping at the bar and just made my way directly to what I could identify as the dark area. I did as I usually do and just plant myself in a corner waiting for guys to come. The area was small with panels in the middle. There were probably around 10 guys. I almost immediately got on my knees to suck on a guy who was just wearing a jock and sneakers. It wasn’t long before my pants were being pulled down and a tongue licked my hole. A dick was thrust into it after just a few minutes. I got my first load quickly, and another guy took the place right after. The guy I was sucking was holding my ass cheeks open. I got fucked by probably 6 guys and 3 loads. 

The crowd had thinned after that and I decided to head to the Secteur X, the bar across the street. I immediately headed to the basement again, and I was immediately handled by a 6’7 gigantic bearded guy. He was seated in the middle of the room and I just started sucking on his dick. He was motioning guys to come and fuck me and he made sure I got fucked by another 6 or 7 guys, with 4 more loads. 

Going back there in 2 weeks!

Part 23

”He was until a week ago!” 

How did he know? I was confused and was trying to piece things together but the guy behind me was fucking me so brutally and the dick in my mouth was working real hard, I couldn’t think straight. I also thought that it was too late at that point to care, that I wouldn’t have put myself in this situation if I really cared. I was so overwhelmed by the excitement of the moment, I just let go. 

This revelation seemed to increase the level of madness for the guys surrounding us. I could feel there dicks being jerked against my hips, my back, my chin. Some of them were becoming verbal. “Your boy’s gonna take his poz load?” “Get him pregnant!” “You’re toxic, man?” Guys were having conversations around me, but mostly not addressing me directly. I was nobody, I wasn’t a person. I was just a dump for toxic loads.

Those words just encouraged me to show my thirst for cum even more. I was arching my back as much as possible, I was working my mouth around that dick as hard as possible and tightening my hole to ask for that load. “Take it, bitch!” I heard the guy behind me groaning like a beast, his dick buried balls deep and throbbing. 

“Good boy, but it’s just the beginning” the guy I was with whispered in my ear. The one I was sucking blew his load in my throat, while another guy slid into my ass. I swallowed the cum and received a kiss from my top. “Open your mouth” he ordered. He placed something into my mouth. “Bite and breathe in”. I complied and felt a big rush of heat. “It’s my sock soaked in poppers, boy. You’ll like it”
 

I had never felt anything like this before. I was completely letting go while also craving more and more sex. If I hadn’t been blindfolded still, I probably would’ve sent lusty looks through absentminded eyes. I would’ve let whoever was handling me and feeding me how much more I wanted. 

There was still this little voice inside of me saying that I was stupid. That I shouldn’t let a random stranger that I hadn’t even seen just feed me unknown substances. That I had to work the next day, that I was so fucked up, and that I didn’t even know what time it was. Was it 6PM Sunday? 2AM Monday? I was thinking that maybe my time for my room was up and they would kick me out. But I also thought that it was too late to care at that point. I had let him do whatever he wanted to me and that there was no turning back for me.

”Look at you, all fucked up. Look at your book all drenched in sweat. Gonna keep you here all night, boy” I heard while I was still being fucked. The burning sensation had gone. I was just feeling the heat, overwhelming my whole body. 

I heard a knock on the door, which was probably still wide open as I didn’t hear it getting opened before I heard “Time’s up for your room man!”

”I’ll be right up!” I heard. “Don’t move boy, I’ll be right back.” he added. “You guys can enjoy” as the sound of his steps vanished. I didn’t hear the sound of the door closing, it was still open, a dick took its place inside my sloppy hole, and a moan from a different voice I hadn’t heard before. I was mentally calculating that I had rented the room for 6 hours, which meant that it was 11PM. I realized it was my room, but that my handler was going to pay for the extension to keep me here. 
 

The little voice came back. He was going to pay for me to stay. He was going to get more control over me. That thought scared me a bit and I thought I should get out of here. But I was fooling myself. I was so fucked up, I wasn’t going anywhere. I realized I probably couldn’t even have walked two steps without tripping just to go to the bathroom. I realized there was nothing to do besides just letting go and just tighten my hole to show the stranger fucking I wanted his load. He obliged after a few minutes and shot his cum deep inside. 

“That’s beautiful” I heard. It was the voice of my handler. “I paid for another 12 hours, we have all night.”

I was being fucked mindlessly, with deep thrusts in and out of my hole, making sloppy noises from the cum filling my guts and leaking out. The dick was feeling thicker than most of the dicks I had taken earlier that day, and despite my ass being looser than usual because of all the previous fucking, I could definitely feel every thrust. “Good little whore” and other encouraging words were being whispered in my ear as the cum was being churned deeper into my ass.

My hole was aching, it was burning, probably from getting fucked for hours without lube I thought. I was feeling a bit uncomfortable, I started squirming around, trying to move my ass away from that dick, but my hands were still held firmly above my head and the body on top of me prevented me from escaping. “Nope, you’re not going anywhere, my dick will stay in your hole” I heard. “I feel weird, it burns” I finally managed to say. “It will feel great quickly boy, I just pushed a little something extra into your hole with my dick”.

He was right, and after just a few seconds after he said that, I felt another rush of heat, a different one I had felt so far. I was so wet from sweat it was feeling like I had just gotten out of the shower. I probably showed a smirk as I heard “There, see.” while he was slowly fucking me. The pace picked up. “Now with serious things.”

I didn’t know how long I had been there for. I had lost count of the number of guys who had fucked and bred me. It might have been a lot or maybe just a few. I was exhausted, I was still sweating profusely, feeling hot as fuck. The sheet covering the mattress was drenched in sweat and cum. A bottle of poppers which had not been closed tightly enough was soaking the pillow, diffusing the strong scent across the small room. The place was reeking of man sweat, and I finally noticed the smell was coming from me. 

My ass had been empty for maybe a few minutes and I thought it was over. I was still blindfolded and couldn’t see if my room was empty or not. My senses were all messed up. My mouth was dry. I needed some air and water. I moved to get up with difficulty, but I was immediately pushed back down by a firm hand on my chest. “I’m not done with you, boy. It’s my turn” a deep voice said. I was out of breath, with my head buzzing, and couldn’t even form a sentence to answer. “I gave your ass to all those guys, you don’t think I deserve a go?”. “Yes” I managed to say.  Fingers were inside my hole. “Look at this, you’re dripping cum” as cummy fingers were being pushed into my mouth. “Lick” I was ordered. As I was obeying, I felt a dick entering my ass again. “So good! No need for lube, sliding right in”.

I could feel a breath in my neck, some chest fur rubbing on my body. I was feeling a heavy body weighing on mine, fit but not muscular. My hands were held firmly above my head by a strong grip. The breathing was now close to my ear. “I loved watching you taking loads after loads, like the good slut you are” was whispered in my ear. “I love stupid boys like you. You took whatever I gave you, you took all the loads I told you to take, no questions”.

“Now you’ll have to face the consequences.”

I was feeling a tongue exploring my body, a bearded mouth in my sweaty pits. “Let’s give it a bit more time” I heard. I didn’t know really what was wanted from me, but I was willing to take whatever would be given to me. Someone sat by my side of the mattress while I was still lying on my back, my legs kept open by a hand. I felt legs placing themselves between my thighs, a cock rubbing my hole. “Look at that, told you that slut was already full” someone said. “Go for it, man. Don’t think he’s gonna give a lot of resistance”. A dick was thrust deep inside. It wasn’t even painful, I was relaxed already, my hole could take anything. I couldn’t tell if that dick was thick or not. It just slid right in, with the help of the loads I had previously been given. “This feels great, loose and sloppy, man!” It wasn’t long before I got another load. I heard whispering that I couldn’t understand and some shuffling I couldn’t figure out what it was. “Next” I heard from the guy sitting by my side. “Do you want some?” The question was not addressed to me. 
 

Following his lead, guys were taking turns. I don’t know how long it had been, how many guys had shot in me, maybe 2, maybe 10, but the second pill started to kick in. Another rush of heat, another rush of intense sweating. I was feeling insanely dizzy this time, a little nauseous too but I had eaten nothing in hours. My legs were hurting but they were still being maintained firmly open to whoever wanted to shoot their cum in my ass. The dizziness was so intense, I was falling in and out of consciousness, without passing out. I was hearing discussions, but no one was addressing me. I had definitely become just a hole. I was in no way capable of understanding fully what was being done to me, let alone resist. 

The rooms were pretty narrow, only fitting a single mattress and a small space for circulation with a metal locker. I was being moved around, to get me into position to satisfy whoever was in my room and put that blindfold on me. The think fabric mattress cover was shuffling at the same time, drenched in my sweat and the cum leaking out of me. Not usually sweating a lot, I had never smelled so strongly and getting my nose closer to my own armpits was driving me nuts. I was on my back, my hole exposed at the edge of the mattress, my legs wide open. I could feel hairy legs rubbing mine, a dick playing around my hole, and hans on my thighs keeping them open. It felt sloppy, maybe with precum, more likely with the loads coating my insides.

“You’ve been partying, boy. You’re all fucked up, aren’t you?” I heard. The deep voice was resonating bizarrely in my head. “Yeah” was all I could manage to mumble. “What are you on?” I was asked. I could just say “MD”. “Good boy! You want more, don’t you?”. I should have said no at that moment but I was feeling too crazy to refuse. I could not even clearly articulate a yes, and just shook my head in approval, biting and licking my lips to show how much I needed more dick and cum. “Don’t move” as I heard his steps leaving the room. It could have 2 minutes or an hour, I couldn’t tell, when I heard “Open your mouth”. A pill was dropped on my tongue. “Drink” I was ordered as my head was being held up from the back. “There”.

“Please, fuck me”. I wanted it so bad, my body was almost aching. “All in good time, boy” I heard as I felt a hand caressing my face. 

I find the “Are you clean?” question stupid and offensive and I usually call them out on the use of that term. 

I dozed off for a bit, not completely asleep but not totally awake. It was a strange feeling.  I had never felt this high before. My senses were all fucked up. I knew where I was but was surprised to be here somehow. I was thinking about work the next day and how much of a dirty pig I was, with none of my colleagues suspecting. It turned me on even more thinking about good I was at looking professional and competent but being a total twisted perverted pig in the dark. The mattress of my room was covered with a sizeable puddle of cum leaking out of my hole. Usually I’d clean it up but I didn’t give a fuck. It was sticking to my butt and didn’t care. I opened the door of the room slightly and went back to the mattress. The lights were at the minimum but I had decided to put on a show. Guys were walking past my room and stopping to watch, rubbing their dicks through their towels, satisfied at the cum dripping whore they were seeing. 
 

I was jerking my cock even if I couldn’t get it fully hard because of the MD but who cared? I was a hole. A few guys came in, feeling my hole with their fingers and playing with cum drops. I couldn’t tell what they looked like, but I also couldn’t care less. 
 

I felt something being put on my face. It was a blindfold. It wasn’t something I had brought with. Normally I’d know better than letting a stranger blindfold me out of nowhere in my room, but my stuff was locked in the locker close to the bed, and I was too fucked up to care anyway.

On 1/14/2023 at 1:08 PM, OklaDaddy said:

In St Pete....

Daddy, 7" cut. BB only and Poz.  - Depending on how far away you are, I'd breed you. If you're chasing, I might even consider going off meds for a couple of months to knock you up. You'd be my 3rd.

I’m in Montreal actually and always open to poz loads 

I had been kind of avoiding the bathhouses in my city since before the pandemic. Because of some local bylaws, we do not have dark rooms or sex clubs, and my last few experiences at my local bathhouse had not been the greatest. I had most of my fun in the past few years either at guys' places or at sex clubs and dark rooms while traveling abroad. 

But with my recent discovery of MDMA a few months ago, I have been experiencing unknown levels of wild uninhibition. Last Sunday, a guy invited me over to his place to hook up. He offered me a pill of MD as I arrived and we chatted for a while. After an hour, I was feeling nothing and the sexual chemistry with the guy was not there, even though he was very nice. I politely excused myself, got dressed, and made my way out. As I was walking to the nearest metro station, I was thinking about how horny I was and how difficult it may be to find someone quickly so I decided to head directly to what used to be my favorite bathhouse, which is known for being the place to bareback. Condoms had never been a question there for me, contrary to other places. As I was sitting in the train, I started to feel dizzy, with an insane thirst for dick and cum. I was feeling hotter and hotter, starting to sweat, even though I was sitting down. This MD was definitely stronger than the very first one I had a few months earlier. I was afraid I would get too high before I could get to the bathhouse, and as I arrived at my station, I walked very carefully trying not to trip or look drunk. 

After the short walk to the bathhouse, I tried to stay composed at the check-in counter, afraid they would deny me entry for being already fucked up. But I must have given a good enough impression as they let me in. I asked for a room in the basement, where the dark maze was, as I knew that's where most of the action happened. I made my way to my room, it was perfectly located close to the dark maze and most guys would have to pass by my door to go there. I was getting hornier by the second. I quickly undressed, completely naked and got out of my room, my towel on my shoulder instead of around my waist. I had never been this high before and for someone who usually dislikes being totally naked, I could not care less at that point. I was walking close to the wall as my balance was a bit compromised. The beat of the music was resonating like never before in my head and the lights, as dim as they were, were dazzling me. I arrived to the dark area, a sling hanging at the entrance of the narrow maze like space, lit in red. It was a Sunday, late afternoon, and although the crowd was not big, there was still a good number of guys to have fun for a few hours.

I was walking trough the dark corridors, making my way between guys. My vision was affected and could (and was not trying) to make out their faces. I put myself in a corner, under the small bulb projecting a very dim yellow light. It was not long before I was grabbed by someone who kissed me. I had not had time to see who it was but I could feel his beard on my face. I was ready to kneel to suck his dick but he flipped me before I could go down, pinning me to the wall and starting to explore my hole with his fingers. I heard a spitting sound and a dick being shoved into my ass without warning. I screamed a bit but he did not care. He obviously wanted to unload and he fucked me for only a few minutes before shooting his load deep into my guts. I was shaking, I was dizzy and I fell onto my knees, still facing the wall. That first fuck had attracted the others and it was not long before I had another dick up my hole. Guys on Sunday evenings are usually looking to unload quickly and they are not trying to hold it. The second guy lasted a bit longer I think than the first one as I was busy sucking on cocks being presented to my mouth. A third one took his place, my hole become sloppier with cum dripping out. I was also covered in sweat, even if I'm not usually a big sweating guy but the MD was making me drip water. 

As the guys were taking turns on me, it felt as if my mind was leaving my body. As high as I was, my head spinning and my heart beating like crazy partly from the excitement and partly from the blaring music, I was seeing my seeing myself, naked on my knees in this dark sloppy corner, not able to tell if I was in pain because of the brutal way some guys were fucking me or having pleasure. I was thinking about how much of a shy and introverted guy I usually am, and the shame I would feel if my friends and colleagues were to see me like this. But I also could not care less at that time. I was greedy. I was showing them how much I wanted their dicks and loads by trying to make eye contact with them. They probably could tell I was all high, just looking at my glassy eyes and my sweat-drenched body. I was only a hole, separated from my mind. I don't know how long I stayed like this. I only got up when I noticed that there were no more guys fucking me. There was a puddle of sweat below me. 

I made my way to my room to lie down, thinking I would try and take a nap but I could not fall asleep and just closed my eyes. soaking all the weird feelings the music and the lights were giving me. 

Part 22

I took a deep breath as he was pushing me gently but firmly into the dark area, holding me by the hips and guiding me through the groups of guys. I inhaled the smells deeply, a strong combination of sweat, cum and poppers. My head was already spinning and I had to lean back onto him to make sure I would not trip and fall. I was being very careful, taking small steps, and I could feel the breath of strangers on me, guys who got distracted from what they were doing by our arrival. Hands were flying all over my body, grabbing my cock and ass as we were passing. 

I felt his grip tightening on my waist, indicating me to stop. "Here, it will be perfect. Bend over." he ordered. I complied and felt a bench in front of me. I rested my hands on it, keeping my arms straights and I could feel the armbands tightening around my triceps. My back was as arched as possible and my ass was exposed. My shorts were pulled brutally down to my ankles and I immediately felt a warm tongue getting to work on my hole, forcing it to open, and getting ready for what was coming. The cum I had been trying to keep inside was leaking out and I tried showing how much I wanted another load by arching my back to the maximum and opening my hole as wide as I could. Five minutes later, I felt a cock rubbing onto my sloppy hole. "We're getting a lot of attention, boy. I'll start fucking you, it will open the way to other" he whispered into my ear, giving me a little bite before standing up and thrusting into my ass easily. I pulled my head up to show how much I enjoyed it but he instantly grabbed it and directed it to my left. "Open your mouth and suck him". Someone shoved a dick into my mouth, it was tasting of cum already but there was no way to know if it was his or if he had collected it from fucking another sloppy hole. I was surrounded, I was covered with hands and dicks which trying to make their way to either my mouth or my ass. 

I don't know if he shot a third load or not but he pulled out after five minutes and I could hear him step aside. "Here we go" he said to my ear. He was standing on my right and I could feel another dick slowly sliding into my sloppy hole and starting to fuck me. The guy I was blowing on my left blew his load down my throat, holding my head to make sure his cum would not go to waste. I swallowed it all, almost gagging for air. As he left, my head was immediately directed to my right. "Suck me, boy, as I watch you being used." I was at his complete mercy, I was not thinking and I was definitely not expected to think myself. I just had to be a hole for all the men he would tell me to please, in whatever way he wanted. This thought just filled my brain completely as a bottle of poppers was almost pushed up my nose, and my mind went almost completely blank. I was only focused on being a good slut, showing how much I was craving cum and dick, no matter the cost at the end. 

The guy behind me picked up the pace and I heard him roar as he was firmly gripping my hips, balls deep. He shot his load - maybe my fourth or fifth of the night, I was starting to lose count. I was a little too high on poppers and excitement. "Good little fag" I heard, not knowing who this was coming from. Another guy took his place, as I was still sucking my guy's cock. I was drenched in sweat, I needed a break but it did not matter at that point. My body was not mine anymore. Two or three guys took turns for the following fifteen or twenty minutes. I had no way to know if they shot their loads or not but my hole was getting sloppier with long strings of cum dripping along my legs. 

We must had been in the dark room for about forty-five minutes, I was tired but I was determined to keep going. I did not have a choice anyway, my guy was still holding me firmly in place, putting me back into position when I tried to get away. He had been giving words of encouragement to the guys who had been taking turns in both my mouth and my ass, telling them that I was a fucking cum whore who deserved to be bred. "My turn" a deeper voice said from behind. I felt a thicker cock sliding in. My body tightened a bit, even if my hole had gotten looser than usual after all that action and despite the copious amount of cum coating it. I gasped a bit, letting go of my guy's cock which escaped my mouth. -"Fuck, that slut is full of cum. Feels warm and nice in there". -"Yeah, get him pregnant, man. He's been asking for it all week!" -"He's neg?" -"Not for long!" That was it. He had not gotten into poz talk since we had arrived, but he was feeling more and more comfortable. -"You wanna give him your poz load, man?" he asked the guy. -"Yeah, I'm gonna poz him up! He on PrEp?" they were not addressing me in any way. All the questions were directed to my top, I had no say in any of the matter.

-"He was. Until a week ago."

 Yesterday I got this message on Grindr from this dude, good looking, late 30s, nice dick, not too far. He was describing himself as versatile top and he wanted to "fuck and breed" me. He had apparently spotted me on a few apps before and really wanted to play with for a while, according to him. It was 2AM, I was tired AF from a long week, but I was also quite horny, so I decided to meet him. I got dressed quickly - as quickly as it is possible when it's winter weather in Canada... - and walked the short distance to his hotel. It was only a 15-minute walk.

He opened the door only wearing his brief. Pictures were accurate, probably 6' tall, fit but not muscular, scruffy face. No small talk, we got directly into the action. I got on my knees immediately and licked his cock through his underwear. His cock got hard in less than 5 minutes, bursting out of the waistband. He pulled his underwear completely down and sucked him for another good 5 minutes. He was obviously very horny (or in a hurry), as he lifted me up and guided me to the bed, onto which he pushed me and proceeded to eat my ass.

Just a few minutes, he slid his dick into my hole and fucked me deep, with me on all four. He was quite brutal, but his raw unlubricated cock felt quite good. After 10 minutes, he wanted to change positions. He slid out and lied down on the bed. He motioned me to come on top of him to kiss him. I complied and then found myself between his legs. 

I usually consider myself a total sub bottom pig and the number or times I have fucked and bred guys is probably less than 10 times in my entire life. But at that moment, with me between his open legs and my dick so close to his ass, I felt a need to fuck him. I have been realizing in the past few years that I love turning onto bigger tops unexpectedly, and that was the case yesterday. I love the idea of a dominant top being submitted to my dick without him initially expecting it. I started teasing his hole with the tip of my cock, I motioned my thighs forward to force him to open his legs wider. My dick was all coated in precum, lined up with his hole. "Can I fuck you?" I asked. "Yes, please!" he answered. I slowly slid into his warm ass, and it felt amazing. Less than 10 minutes and I was blowing my load deep in his hole, looking him in the eyes.

12 minutes ago, LeatherScorpionFF said:

Grrrrr 😈

As you can see, I do enjoyed being used!

Just now, LeatherScorpionFF said:

A pig after my own Dick! I too love mirrors. It is h🔥t to watch the action I am in on, watching myself using the piece of fuck meat before me, and watching the pig being used, especially seeing my RAW Dick slide in and out! 🐷

Man, I L-O-V-E being used a piece of meat! That's why I love whoring myself out at bathhouses to anyone

Part 21

I was not thinking about anything else that night. I had put all the stress of my work week behind, which is quite rare for me, as I usually tend to constantly think about work. But he had me hypnotized. All those years of slowly working those nasty thoughts into my head, that very first poz load of his he had dropped in me a week before, and that first poz load of the night, had me completely at his mercy. After he had marked me for this first load, he turned me onto my back again. I kept huffing poppers while he slid back into me between my open legs, just moving his hips slowly, churning that first load of cum inside my guts. and biting my neck. He was already completely drenched in sweat, although we had been playing for only about thirty minutes. His wet furry chest was dripping onto my hairless pecs. I could feel him breathing hard in my neck. I had no idea of what would become of me that night, as he kept telling me it was only the beginning. 

After a few minutes, I felt the thrusting starting again. "There is another one coming soon, boy. After that, we'll change things a bit" he whispered in my ear. He stood up to his knees, grabbed my legs and kept fucking, using his first load as lube. "I'm gonna work my poz cum really well into your hole, slut." he said as he picked up the pace. He was taking his cock in and out of my hole. "Look at that, my dick coated in my poz juice. Don't let anything get out!" he ordered as he rammed back into me. I could hear the sound my sloppy hole was making with all the cum being fucked deeper into me. "Take some more poppers, boy. I want you really high all night!". I complied. "Here's load number two!" he screamed and left his dick buried in my hole balls deep to ensure his second load would go as deep as he could. He collapsed onto me, and I could feel his sweat all over my own body. I hugged him.

"Daddy just needs a few minutes of rest. Go get dressed now, we're leaving in ten minutes. Just take those jocks off, I want you commando tonight. And don't clean up! I want you sloppy!". He threw my sweatpants and t-shirt at me. I put my shoes on and just went to take a pee. While washing my hands, I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. Who was this? A confident little slut, which was definitely not there even a few days before. I knew what I wanted. I looked at my body in a way I had never done before. I felt hot, I felt attractive. I looked at my tattoos. Maybe I'd add one soon.

I heard a knock on the door. "Ready boy?" I exited the bathroom. "Put these on" he ordered while throwing me some leather armbands at me. I put them on above my biceps. I don't have massive arms, but they fit nicely and tightly. He pulled my pants slightly down and added a second mark next to the first one. "I almost forgot! Now let's go" as he stuffed two or three bottles of poppers into his pockets. 

We drove for another twenty or twenty-five minutes. It was my first time in this city, and I could not believe how big it was. I also realized I was getting so far away from my hotel that it would be difficult for me to go back by myself if I had to. This thought freaked me out a bit, especially as I did not know where he was taking me. But then I felt my ass all wet from his cum and any fear vanished. I just wanted to get more and do whatever he wanted me to do. 

We arrived before a large hangar-like building, which seemed to be located in some kind of residential area from the little I could see in the dark. The parking lot was full, so we had to park on a nearby street. We entered the building to a reception/bar/coat check desk. He paid for both our cover. He checked a little bag containing his car keys and wallet. I had nothing to check myself as he had told me not to take anything with me. Not even my phone. The layout seemed a bit strange, with some parts of the place being outdoors.  

We walked through some poorly lit narrow corridors. The place was packed, and we had to make our way between guys waiting in front of the stalls aligned along the halls. Hands were flying around, brushing my crotch and butt, but he was firmly holding my hand, dragging me through the crowd. He knew where we were going. 

We finally got to the open entrance to a completely dark room. From outside, it smelled like sweat, poppers and cum. I could only hear noises from guys moaning and fucking, but I could not see anything but the shadows of a few guys posted inside near the entrance. We were still in the hall, right in front of the entrance. I was getting a bit nervous, but I felt his breath in my neck. He was behind me, rubbing his crotch to my dripping ass. My pants probably had a wet stain from the two loads I already had. His hands were all over my stomach and chest as he was biting my neck. He grabbed my t-shirt from the bottom and pulled it off over my head. I was in my cum stained sweatpants, shirtless, with just my golden chain and two leather armbands on. I felt something being pulled down my head and everything went completely dark, even though we weren't in the room yet. I tried to reach to my face and feel what it was. It was a leather blindfold. "Sshh" he said as he pulled my hands down, away from it. "Now, let's the real fun begin" he said as he pushed me into the dark room.