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ok, this time I lost my password and totally forgot which email I used. After much struggle, I'm back. The story continues: "Let's move this into the bedroom where we can get more comfortable," said Rane. We all shed the rest of our clothes as we moved to their master bedroom and king size bed, Laney and I laying back and basically being ravished by these two gay studs. We both were getting what we had set out for, so we just surrendered and put ourselves in Mike and Rane's hands for the night. Laney looked at me briefly before the lights went out and grinned that cute little crooked grin of his before Mike swallowed his face again. Rane flipped around and I put my nose up his hairy asshole while he swallowed my entire cock and balls and I attempted to stretch my mouth around his big, flared mushroom head, which felt big as a baseball to my aching jaws. After a while I contented myself with licking up and down his 10 inch shaft like a lollipop, driving my nose into his musk scented cock hair and shyly sticking out my tongue to taste his clean but tangy asshole. "Yeah, rim Daddy's manhole bitch," said Rane. I just groaned as he sat up and drove his asshole down on my tongue and I gave my first rimjob to a man. He reached back and spread his cheeks so I could get deep inside the sweet pink meat past the brown puckered opening. He tickled my asshole lightly but kept going back to deeply pushing his fingers into my cheeks on both sides of my asshole, all the way to the bone. I was desperate to get fucked. They both got off the bed and stood at the foot, pulling Laney and me, side by side, to the end of the bed, ass-up, and handed us bottles of poppers, the first time I'd tried it. "Breeathe deep and hold it, then take another and another until you get intoxicated by it," said Rane. I felt my muscles relax, it felt like my scrotum muscles relaxed and my balls dropped, my cock felt amazing and my ass-hole pucker smoothed out and I Felt like it gaped open. It was just an impression though, because as Rane first tongued out my hole, then squirted KY up my boypussy I could feel I was tight and firm inside, no matter how relaxed and sloppy I felt. They both held their thick, swollen, flaring mushroom heads to the opening of our virgin (as far as mancock was concerned) boypussies and Rane told us both to back up onto their cocks at our own pace. "Oh my god Rane, you're cock is so big," I groaned. "Shut up bitch. Call me Daddy when you address me while we have sex from now on, but don't talk at all. You can whimper, but no talking. Push your ass back, get used to the girth, open and close your boypussy, squeeze it, back off, then push a little more. You two little fairies go at your own pace this first time. Don't expect such gentle fucking next time, though." We both did as he said, and Mike pushed my face to Laney, and we kissed deeply and slobbered into each other's mouths as we backed up onto their big, rock hard cocks. They were both naturally horny, virile studs, but unbeknownst to us they had both popped Viagra when we walked in the door an hour before and we were both in for a rock-hard four hour fucking. Once I felt Rane's thick cock-hair on my soft white butt-cheeks I pushed back and started flexing my pussy muscles, alternately gripping and relaxing my sphincter until I felt the burning stop and concentrated on his head stabbing my prostate deep inside while savoring the stretching of my pussy around his thick cock. Rane held my hips and started fucking me steady, hard and slow, banging my cheeks with a pop at the end of his stroke. He rotated his hips as he reamed me out and it felt amazing. I whimpered and moaned like a girl while I arched my back and just enjoyed the feeling of submitting my ass to a virile man who was breeding me like a whore. Condoms had never been mentioned and I was so enthralled I never even considered asking. I felt like I was falling in love with Rane and would have done anything he asked me to and I craved his seed deep inside my body, so rubbers or even pulling out was never in the picture. He kept pulling his cock all the way out so he could look at my stretched boypussy, then slamming it back in. I was so relaxed with poppers and lust I felt no pain and relished the hard fucking. After Laney and I were completely cherry-broken, we were rolled over and laid back on the pillows, lifting our legs over our lovers' shoulders. It was time for our real breeding. Mike and Rane kissed us deeply, pinched and bit our nipples, gripped our ankles and sucked our necks as they completely ravished the two of us for the next hour. Saliva just ran from Rane's mouth down my throat as I gripped his hard asscheeks, urging him deeper into my pussy. I wrapped my legs around his waist and felt his ass tighten and felt his balls rise up my crack while his already huge cockhead swelled up more and I knew it was time for him to finish breeding me like a bitch. He groaned into my mouth as I sucked his tongue and swallowed his saliva, then felt his cock explode into my asshole. I felt 7 separate spasms as ropes of cum blasted my pussy. I felt my ass get slicker and his cock move easier while he slowed down to savor my breeding. Finally he stopped moving and held his cock still so I could feel the last couple spasms and the white-hot cum burned in my raw pussyhole as he squeezed out the last few shots. He looked into my eyes lovingly, then slowly took my mouth again with his our eyes open, pushing his tongue in and out, exploring my lips, the insides of my cheeks, under and around my tongue. All I could taste with his saliva, filled with his cum and spit and covered with his sweat. I wanted all his liquids, I wanted to become part of him by absorbing his DNA and fluids. He laid behind me and spooned me, his cock still rock hard, while he kissed my neck and I moaned appreciatively. Mike had rolled Laney over and was fucking his ass again from behind as Laney yelped in pain, his sore, abused asshole burning as it coaxed yet another shot from Mike's Viagra-crazed balls. Mike collapsed on top of him and Laney struggled to breathe as the weight of his older lover crushed him. He rolled out and escaped, then immediately went down and started cleaning Mike's cock, balls and asshole with is mouth, getting him hard for another ride. I slowly rotated my ass and Rane lifted my leg to access my pussy for another leisurely fuck. I turned my head and we made out intensely and passionately as he forcefully injected me with more cock and cum. The next thing I knew I was waking up in the very early morning dark, lying on my stomach with my legs together while Mike was entering my ass and fucking me like a girl, grinding his cock into my ass while he pulled and cruelly pinched my nipples. Laney was bouncing on Rane's cock while Rane pulled on his nipples and gobbled his mouth.

Wow so much hate toward someone just trying to relate an interesting TRUE story. Yes, you may be familiar with the story because it was not plagiarized, it was posted BY ME. At that time, someone suggested I add a (fictional) addition where I went home and infected my girlfriend with AIDS. I had no idea the mods here were so finicky about the mention of (omg clutch pearls) PUSSY. I'm sure it triggered many a gay man and horrified them. Anyway, they deleted my entire story, I can find it nowhere on the site now. So, a couple years later, I think, this is a decent story, I think it will be kindly received, so I post it again, with revisions, taking out any reference to (cue fainting couch) VAGINAS and repost it. Being a true story, I did not change ages or dates. Boom, another ever vigilant mod bans me for writing about my 17 year old self. It's true, it's not illegal and it's a valid point, but I guess they can run their site any way they want, it's their site. However, the upshot was I could not post for 30 days. In the meantime all manner of accusations were posted. The story is mine, always was. It was posted before, because of a VERY minor bit of content, it was deleted. When I posted it again, I again broke the rules by mentioning I was underage when it happened. If anyone is interested in the rest of the story, I will continue (and I just remembered, I was well above legal age when all this happened and no girls were involved in any way!!) If not, that's cool too, I apologize for all my faults and I won't risk the mods' anger by posting any more.

Long makeout sessions. That usually bonds a guy to you. Sex is great, but just kissing and feeling each other up, complete body contact cock to cock rubbing and hugging, really gets the chemicals that lead to long term love flowing, instead of just infatuation and lust.

I don't know if these stories _have_ to be fiction, but this is mostly true, even the dialog, which I've played over in my head countless times reliving the experience while jacking off. I've compressed some of the time to make it one story, some of these events didn't happen the same night but over many weeks and even months, but they did all occur, and more, but here is the main gist of what actually occurred the summer my best friend and I were 18 going on 19, both gay and naive and inexperienced, but ready and willing and driven mad by hormones to start our sex lives as young gay bottomboys. The summer after highschool my friend Laney and I were determined to get some adult male cock. We had been making out and sucking each other off all our senior year, and Laney had even fucked me a few times, but he had a thin, 6 inch teen boycock. He had been broken in by an uncle with a big cock and he kept regaling me with stories about how good a big, hard hairy mancock felt in his boypussy and I was determined to get fucked by a tattooed muscle-daddy. We had been checking online for months and knew a park in near the University where gays hung out and sometimes fucked in public or in the restrooms. We knew enough that risky behaviour like that could land you in jail with a record as a sex offender, so we weren't stupid enough to fuck in public, but we did hope to meet some horny big-cocked studs who would take us to their place and break both of us in. After some dead-ends with either fugly old trolls or fat, over-skinny or rotten-toothed park fags, we were pretty hopeless. Then we saw a notice for a hook-up party open house near the park that Friday. We didn't have an invite and we looked underage, so we knew we couldn't get in, but we hoped to hang out nearby and see what happened. Sure enough, standing outside the 10 foot high wrought iron fence watching hot daddies going in wearing bondage and leather gear we got plenty of lustful looks and lewd comments, but no outright invitation. Two heavily muscled and tattooed daddies with shaved heads but wearing casual clothes walked by, obviously a couple and not looking like they were going in. Still, the older one, probably in his 50s and with a greying goatee, stopped and challenged us. "What the fuck are you two twinks waiting for here?" Laney and I looked at each other, surprised. We had hoped for some action, but we were a little taken aback at being scolded. "We were trying to get invited to the party," I stammered lamely. "Trying to get invited in huh? And what do you think goes on in there?," asked the younger one, apparently in his late 40's, very good looking, with broad shoulders, a tapering waist and a muscular, tight ass behind a large, swollen package in his tight skinny jeans. "We wanted to hook-up," said Laney shyly. "Hook up huh?," said the older one. "And what exactly do you mean by 'hooking up'?" Laney and I looked at each other and smirked. "You know," I said "we are looking for some action." "You're a couple of young fags looking for some sex, basically" said the older one. The younger one laughed. "They might get more than they bargained for, Rane." "Do you really know what goes on at a hard-core party like that? You really think you're ready for something like that?" said the one named Rane. "We've been around, we know what's up," said Laney. "Walk with us, youngins," said Rane. "This is Michael and I'm Rane. You look like nice kids, but you have no idea. Let's go get a drink let us at least clue you in for what you are in for." "Are you old enough to drink, at least?" asked Michael. "Um, we're both 21," I lied. "Yeah right. Ok, how about we go to our apartment. We can get high there, anyway. I know you two hoodlums smoke pot," said Rane, putting a big arm around my neck kiddingly and dragging me down the sidewalk while Michael laughed and Laney followed nervously. When we got to their apartment Micheal, who said to call him 'Mike', rolled a fat one, broke out some cold ones and put on some Jethro Tull while Rane hit the can and changed into some shorts and a chopped off t-shirt and kicked off his shoes. "Get comfortable kiddos," said Rane, so we kicked off our shoes, unbuttoned our tight jeans and laid back watching wide-eyed at the hard-core gay bondage porn playing without sound on the wide-screen while we smoked the excellent ganja and inwardly drooled at these two hot hunks. We were still a little stunned and neither of us knew what to expect. "Ok twinks, first off, what do you mean when you say 'hook-up' with some horny, pervy stranger at a bondage party?" started Rane without preamble. Laney and I looked at each other, but feeling a little more at ease and bold with drink and pot, I blurted out "I'd drop to my knees, get his cock out and give him a killer blow-job!" Mike and Rane looked pained. "Well, no romance with the younger generation, just start right in grabbing his cock and slobbering on it. You ever heard of foreplay? Getting to know someone?" said Rane. "Not that they'd be doing any of that with that crowd," said Mike. "You know what would happen if you _did_ get inside? Those guys play rough. You'd probably get hustled into a back room, all your clothes would be off before you knew where you were, you'd be ass-up naked with a cock in your mouth and a bare-back cock up your ass in the first 10 minutes. Then, after you took a few loads, they'd pressure you into getting strapped into sling and you'd end up taking at least a dozen loads from anonymous guys while you were so fucked up on 'Tina you wouldn't feel the pain in your torn up, bleeding, unlubed ass." "Big guys, bikers, convicts, gang-banging black guys with thick, 10 inch cocks who don't take their time stretching your ass. If you aren't open enough for them to force their cock in, they use their fingers, one, three, four until you are opened up enough to jam their half-hard cock in, then they ream you for 10 minutes until they cum inside you, then the next guy takes over while you suck the ass and cum of the first guy's cock." said Rane harshly. "You'd get fucked so hard and so fast the friction would burn the little bit of lube from their cum and you're ass would be wrecked. After about the tenth guy you might probably be ruptured and would most likely need to go to the hospital the next day when you woke up, naked, sticky with cum and piss and a crystal meth hangover and maybe a prolapsed rectum." "That, and you'd probably be bruised all over, have black eyes, scraped knees and a dose of the clap, venereal warts, crabs and lice from the homeless guys who'd get you last." continued Mike. "And," finished Rane "with your ass fucked bloody and raw, you'd most likely be infected with HIV. If not then, in the next few days as they kept you trapped in the house, fucked up on drugs, selling your ass or giving it away to whoever wanted it, until they were tired of you and pushed you into the alley. You might even end up dead so you wouldn't go to the police and cry rape." "That's what happens to teenybopper wannabes who try to crash a hard-core gay skinhead bondage party. Not as sexy and fun as you imagined it jacking off last night, right?" said Rane. Laney and I looked at each other sheepishly. "Well what the fuck are we supposed to do? I admit, I don't know shit about coming on an older guy and who to trust and all that crap," I bitched, embarassed and feeling stupid. "We have played around together, but we are both attracted to older guys and we wanted to hook up." "What exactly do you mean by 'hooking up?'" said Rane again. "What are you going to do when you get alone with a guy, just go straight for his cock? You ever heard of getting to know someone? How about a little preliminary 'getting to know ya' casual fun?" "Well, like what?" I asked, not expecting it when Rane took me into his arms and pulled me close, looking into his eyes while he talked low and husky, obviously aroused. "You ever make out with an man?" he asked as he cupped my cheek with his strong hand and pulled my lips into his mouth, sucking my lips and nibbling my mouth before strongly invading my mouth with his insistent tongue. His mouth was very wet and I just melted as he drooled and fucked my mouth with his tongue. I kept my mouth tight around his tongue and just held onto his neck while he groped my body, rubbing my tummy under my shirt, going up for my nipple with his right hand while snaking the other down the back of my pants, pushing them down so he could squeeze my cheeks. He stood up with me, pushing my pants (I wore no underwear) down and I stepped out. He pushed hard on both sides of my cheeks near my asshole, rubbing all the way to the bone. It had the strange effect of relaxing my asshole and I felt empty and ready to be mounted. We had only been kissing for about five minutes! He broke off and started sucking my neck hard, giving me a sucker mark, then going for my nipple and biting and nipping it. I looked over to see Laney on his back on the couch, Mike with his cock out dry- fucking between Laney's thighs while they kissed deeply, moaning while they felt each other up. Obviously they were getting along fine. "Let's move this into the bedroom where we can get more comfortable," said Rane. (to be continued...)