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A friend of mine is an actor, a very famous film actor, who recently came to New York to do a show. That's all I'll say about who he is. He's hot, and I won't tell how we met. But yes, he has fucked me and my boy. Few people know he's gay. And even fewer know he's poz. He told me this hot story the other night. He reads BreedingZone, and wanted the story posted, so I volunteered. Here's what he later emailed me to share: There was a fan letter waiting for me when I got to the Stage Door. I rolled my eyes, and headed to my Dressing Room to get ready for the show. At the Intermission, I read the letter, and it was hot. It was from a young man who went on about how hot I was and how much he liked my movies. He went on to say the kinds of things he'd like me to do to him. I got hard, but had to be back onstage in a few minutes, so put the letter down, hiding it in my packpack in case anyone was snooping, and went back downstairs to finish the show. After the show, I showered quickly, and planned to head out of the Stage Door where my car was waiting. Of course, there were dozens of fans, mostly tween girls and their fat moms, but there was one adorable boy in the background, as if he wanted to see me but didn't want an autograph. I winked at him and hopped in the car. On the way back to my apartment, I wondered if the adorable boy was the one who wrote the letter. I wanked that night thinking about how sweet it would be to fuck that adorable boy. The next day was horrible weather, cold and stormy, and the next night at the theater, there was another letter. I tore into it as soon as my Dressing Room door was closed, and it was. He said thanks for the wink and that it made his night. He went on about how much he would love for me to fuck his hole. Wow, this kid had balls. I stuffed my hard-on into my trousers and went downstairs to do the show. Leaving the theater, I was surprised to see only one or two soaking wet women waiting for autographs, and this boy. The women squealed, I posed for a photo or two, and they were on their way. I smiled at the boy and said, “Hop in. It's raining cats and dogs. I'll give you a lift.” He grinned from ear to ear and hopped in. I asked where to, and he said, “Your place.” I was getting harder by the second, and told the driver to take me home. I didn't want the driver to see anything that the tabloids would get a hold of, so I kept my hands to myself and didn't say much to the boy. As soon as we were in my door, my tongue was probing his mouth in a deep kiss. He went for my cock, and I brushed his hand away. I said, “Listen, I will eat your ass, I'll suck your cock, but you shouldn't go near my dick. I'm a leaker, and my precum is, er... toxic.” He looked confused and asked, “What, like acid or something?” He was so naïve. “No, like HIV.” His face blanched. He stuttered for a second and said, “Oh. I don't mind. Besides, this is a once in a lifetime dream come true for me. I want all of you. ALL of you.” I had warned him and he wanted to go further, so I let him. I was worried that this kid would go to the press, so I made sure he left his bag in the hall, and undressed him. No cameras to record what was about to happen. Within minutes, I was nude, laying on my bed, as this beautiful boy worshipped my chest and cock. He deep throated me until I was on the verge of letting lose a ******* of toxic cum. I pulled him off and spun him around so he was sitting on my face. I ate his sweet fuzzy hole for a few minutes before working in one then three fingers. He was primed and ready, so I pushed his body off my face and turned him around again so he was facing me. Laying on my back, he reached behind and guided my dripping cock to his quivering hole. It had been a long time since I'd fucked anyone that I thought I was going to shoot off before even inside him. His velvety hole sunk further and further down my shaft until I was completely inside him. He rode me slowly and gently, with his spongy uncut dick flopping all over as he bounced up and down. I reached for it and it got harder and harder as he rode me. He began cumming, not shooting, but oozing white jizz out of his cock and all over my hand. I scooped it up, and wiped it in the base of my cock, adding natural lube to his hole. I asked him if he was sure he wanted my load, and he smiled, genuinely saying, “It's all I ever wanted.” I let loose and fired ropes of cum into his hole. He laid back and started fingering his cummy hole, opening it up wide so our mixed loads came oozing out. He stayed for the night. I didn't see him again and there were no more letters backstage. -
http://fuckworker.blogspot.com/2012/02/knowing-gym-boy.html I am getting really interested in my new plaything, Damon is so hot with his hard body, I’m not only interested in his hot body, tight ass, and rock hard cock, but his innocence leaves me wanting more. I want to know more about him. So on Tuesday I text him, asking if he can come early to the gym. He replies quickly with a “yes.” On Thursday I am excited, ready to see my hot little slave. I see his mom drop him off, and then drive away. Damon quickly moves to my car, and we head out of the parking lot. “So, do you mind if we go somewhere first?” I ask him. “Umm…sure” he says. I head over to a small diner, and pull in. We get out and Damon obediently follows me in the door. I order cokes for both of us, and turn to smile at him. “I’ve really enjoyed you, Damon” I say. “But I want to know more about you, tell me about your family” I say, commanding him. He obeys immediately, already used to my dominance. “Well, I’m Jewish” he begins, “I’m homeschooled, like my brothers and sister. I’ll be done this year.” He smiled. “My parents are orthodox, and don’t know about me, you know, liking guys….they wouldn’t approve.” He grimaces, embarrassed. “Go on” I command. “I always knew though.” He continues. “When my mom had my sister, I wanted to dress up in her clothes, and play with her toys, I love girl stuff” he admits, “I love to play with dolls, and sometimes even before my sister came along, I would dress up in my mom’s clothes” he says quickly, embarrassed again. “Well, you are a pretty little whore.” I say roughly, “Tell me more” He grins, liking my rough voice, and with his smile, my cock hardens, I’m ready to ram my cock into him, suck his hot little ass. But I remain patient, aching to know more about my sweet little Damon. “I love to paint he says, and I’ve won some awards, and been in some galleries. And you already know about the football thing” he smiles. “I also sing at synagogue, I like everyone staring at me when I sing” he admits shyly. “I bet you do” I say, “but you’re mine now, you will do only what I tell you” I demand. “Yes sir” he says, lowering his eyes, showing me he is willing to be mine. I tell him to get up and lead him out to the car, I’m ready to teach him more, to dominate, to control his every move. We get in the car, and I feel my cock harden at the anticipation. “Unzip my pants, Damon” I say firmly. He does as I tell him. “Put my cock in your mouth, suck me you little bitch” I command. He complies, eager to please me with his pretty mouth. “Mmmm, yea suck it Damon, suck my hard cock” I moan. He sucks harder licking down my shaft sending pleasure through my body. I drive on with him sucking and licking me. He licks the tip of my cock, teasing me. “You’re learning how to be a good little cock sucker” I tell him. “I like your cock sir” he says obediently. I moan again as he continues. We arrive at my apartment and I painfully push my rock hard dick back into my pants. I push him through the door and immediately shove him towards the bedroom. I turn him towards me and kiss him hard, removing his shirt at the same time. I run my tongue up his ripped chest, and he moans, letting me enjoy his hard body. I remove my own clothes, and then pull his pants down. My cock is throbbing, aching to fuck his tight little ass. I push him on the bed, and spank his ass a few times, making his cheeks red where my hand imprinted on his skin. I climb above him and tell him to get on his knees. Damon complies, showing me his tight hole. I suck and rub his ass cheeks, then run my tongue around his asshole, licking and sucking him. “Mmmm….it feels so good” he moans, loving my tongue. “Shut up you little whore” I tell him, though I am secretly pleased. I ram my tongue in and out, tasting his sweet ass, but I need more, I want to fuck him now, I can’t wait. I climb up behind him, grabbing his hips and slide my hard cock into his waiting ass. “Oh yea, Damon, take my hard cock” I say rubbing against him while I am buried inside him. I reach around and grab his cock, jerking him off while I slam my dick into him. I pull my hand away and command him not to cum. “Don’t you dare cum bitch” I yell smacking his ass. I am slamming into him now, hard and fast, his tight ass squeezing my cock. I feel my balls tense, and know I’m about to shoot my load deep into him. “Oh yeah, you little cunt, take my hard cock” I moan, my first load shooting into him. I continue fucking him until my cock is dry. I turn him over, and climb on his chest. “clean my cock” I say gruffly, and he starts licking me, sucking me all over, taking my balls into his mouth, cleaning my dick with his tongue. “That’s it, suck it all off” I moan. I climb off him now, and lay down on the bed, “Fuck my ass Damon, fuck me hard, but don’t you dare cum until I tell you” I say. He climbs on top of me and, I show him how to push my legs up so he can slide his cock into my ass. He pushes his hard cock into my ass and I moan in pleasure as he enters me. “Mmmm, yea, FUCK ME!” I scream. He slams hard into me, moaning and grunting. “You like that whore? You like your cock inside me?” I yell. He grunts, but I demand more “Answer me bitch!” “YES!” he screams “I love your tight ass” he moans. He slams harder and harder, and I pull him down and kiss him teasing his mouth and tongue. He kisses me harder and I feel his cock harden. “Don’t you dare cum” I scream at him, but I know he won’t be able to last. I push him off me, leaving him desperate to cum. He moans as his hard cock throbs, aching. My cock is hard again, and I stand over him and piss all over him, his muscular chest, his face, his cock. “That’ll teach you to wait” I say. “Rub it in, Rub my piss into your skin” I say. He does what I tell him, rubbing my piss all over him. “Now lick it, lick my piss off your hands” I command. He complies. I hand him a moist towel and let him clean up. His cock is still hard, and is visibly throbbing. “Now, what do you want?” I ask him. “I want to fuck you some more” he whispers. “Why do you want to do that?” I ask gently. “I need to cum, pleeease sir, pleeease let me cum, I’m so hard” he moans. “Beg me more” I tell him. He gets on his knees in front of me, his hands clasped in prayer position. “Please let me fuck your ass sir, Pleaase let me cum in you, please please please” he begs. I am hard and throbbing wanting to cum again, and I know he can make me cum if he fucks me more. “Okay, fuck me” I say. “Oh thank you sir, thank you” he grunts, as I get on my knees. He slides in behind me and licks my ass, tasting me. He’s a fast learner, I notice. He licks me some more, and reaches around to jerk my cock, wanting to please me. Only then does he climb on, ramming his cock into my ass. He fucks me hard, slamming in and out, in and out. “Mmmmm….oooooohhhhh” I moan “Fuck me, fuck me!” I scream and he rams harder, he reaches around and jerks me off in rhythm with his cock. “May I cum sir? Pleeease?” he begs. “Yes Damon, you may cum now” I tell him, pleased that he asked permission. He grabs my hips and slams harder and harder. “I’m cummming!” he screams as he shoots into me. “That’s it Damon, cum for me, shoot your load into my ass” I moan. He jerks and shudders as he empties his cum into my ass. “Now suck me off” I command, not giving him a chance to recover. I roll over, and he goes down, running his hands along my hairy chest, as he sucks me, He goes hard and fast, up and down, rubbing his hands through my chest, then down to play with my balls. His head is bobbing up and down, up and down, and I’m pushing his head down so he’s swallowing me. He sticks a finger in my ass, and I moan in pleasure. “More, put your whole hand in” I command in a grunt. He balls his hand into a fist, and slams it in, my ass opening to accommodate him. I feel myself tense and cum into his mouth, shooting to the back of his throat. He gags a minute, and then swallows, sucking hard and fast, still fisting me as I empty my cum into his mouth. “That was very good, Damon” I compliment him. He is pleased, his grin showing it. I kiss him deeply, then instruct him to get dressed so I can drive him back to the gym. I drop him off just in time, he enters and exits within a few seconds to climb into his mom’s car.
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I went to a gay club a few days ago because I wanted to cruise for some hot big cock studs. The club wasn't very busy so it was easy to scope for potential guys who'd want to fuck me. There was one guy who kept checking me and and I rumor was that He had a huge cock. See I go to this club regularly so I know a few of the regulars. Anyway, I needed to take a piss so headed to the toilets and went into a cubicle. As I was opening the door of the cubicle the guy who had been checking me out pushed me back into the cubicle and locked the door behind him. By the way, this guy was know to fuck everyone and anyone and rumor was that he had hiv. By this time I was already very drunk so didnt care much, I just wanted a big cock to fill up my ass! Next thing I know I am on my knees with a 23cm cock in my mouth. This cock was so thick I couldnt get my hand around it! This guy was trying to force his huge cock down my throat and make me gag! He pulled out and said to follow him, reluctantly I did so. He led me outside the club to a dark alley next to the club. He said he needed to piss and I have to take out his cock and hold it for him. After all the piss had drained from his cock I dropped to my knees and sucked the last bit of piss from his cock and really worked his cock to get it wet and slimy from all the gagging. Next he told me to get on all fours and lined his cock up with my hole. Slowly he started to force his cock in my hole. It hurt a bit but I was still so drunk and his cock was very slippery from my bj. Next he just started pounding me and saying, "You like big raw cock up your pussy, huh?" and "You want my load up your cunt you slut?". This really got me going and I started backing up and meeting his thrust with my now very sloppy and sore hole. His pace started to quicken and his grunting got louder and he really started talking dirty. "You want this big load up you pussy boy hole?" "My huge raw cock is tearing up your hole boy." He really fucked me hard now and what he said next was all that was needed for me to blow my load: "Here comes my toxic load you slut! Take my fucking poz load!" And with that he shot all his cum up my ass. He stayed in my ass and ground his cock in and out of my hole for a minute. He then got up and left without saying a word. My ass was sore and full of cum but I wanted more...
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This is a true story about my first experience with a daddy type. I had always fantasized about him: a 48 year old, 6’1 tall, stocky, hairy daddy with 8 inches of cut daddy meat who posted constantly on Craigslist. Either he wasn’t getting any responses or he wasn’t finding what he was looking for, which he stated clearly on his ad: a young guy, 20-25, slim/muscular, bottom, into older guys. Basically, he was looking for me. At the time I was 22 and in college, but I essentially have the same physique as I did then. I’m 6 feet tall, 170 pounds of lean muscle, not a hair on my chest and only a sprinkling of hair on my smooth, creamy white ass. One day I got up the nerve to contact this guy. My cock was already dripping as I was imagining this guy fucking my brains out. I typed “Boy for you” in the subject line and sent some pics and my phone number. My cell rang almost immediately, which I took as a good sign. “Hey boy, you there?” “Yes…I’m here,” I stammered, heart racing. I instantly loved being called “boy”. It made me feel like he established the power between us, like he was the master and I was his little bitch boy. It was the perfect nickname for me. I looked forward to him whispering it in my ear as he slid his fuckstick in my smooth hole. We decided to meet immediately. I had already cleaned my ass thoroughly (in anticipation that he’d get one look of my lean, muscled torso and want me) and was ready to get in my car and meet this daddy (and, more importantly, meet his meat). My boy pussy was twitching and my cock leaking as I drove to his house on the other side of town. I was swimming with sexual energy and felt like I was about to experience the one thing that was missing from my sex life: a daddy to make me “his”. He met me at the door and my cock sprang even more to life. There he was, all 6’1 200 pounds of man meat ready for me to devour. I was feeling extra carnivorous that day and had a special craving for tasting his cock, but that would come a little later. He led me into the kitchen and we made small talk over glasses of ice water. Then he leaned in and grabbed my crotch. “You’re a cute boy,” he said gruffly. My body went limp as I felt helpless in his grasp. He took me roughly by the hand and led me into his basement, which had nothing more than a huge bed in the center. Then he began to talk, which made me want him even more. “Yeah boy, you like having daddy feel your body up and down, huh? You wanna feel daddy’s cock in your ass? You wanna taste my daddy cock too, boy?” His whispering in my ear made me dizzy and drunk with pure lust. I wanted to take every inch of this daddy in my mouth and up my cunt. We got each other undressed faster than I could even imagine, until I was left in nothing but a jockstrap. He shoved his tongue in my mouth and kissed me passionately, running his hands all over my body and pausing at my ass to finger my already-lubed hole. He broke the kiss and motioned for me to start on his cock. I worked my way down from his mouth, which was spewing obscenities and making my own 7 inch dick leak like crazy. “Taste my nipples boy, lick them, yeah you like daddy’s pig nips, don’t you? You wanna suckle them for days, I can tell.” His barrel chest wasn’t well defined, but it was covered in hair and smelled of man sweat. I felt like a slut in heat as I licked his tits and sucked his nips like a good young piglet. I got to his cock and immediately went to work. It was 8 inches and thick, with a high tight dome on the end leaking daddy spunk. I nursed his tool like I was drinking from the tap. I felt the gooey foremilk slide down my throat into my gut and all I could think about was how good it tasted and how good it felt to have his seed in my belly. “Suck that cock, slutboy. You like tasting daddy seed? Suck as much as you want, I’ll always make more. Good boy, suck that daddy milk up.” He removed me from his cock, although I was desperately hooked on his precum. He assured me I’d get some more cum by the end, so I flipped around and he went to town on my ass, which was still nestled inside a tight jockstrap. “Fuck boy, love your smooth little hole. I’m gonna make that hole mine with my fat cock, you just wait.” I was in ecstasy as he pummeled my tight cunt with his tongue, expectorating gobs of spit and rubbing it in with his fingers. He even managed to nibble lightly on the folds of my boy pussy, making me shriek with pleasure and gush precum all over the front of my jock. I was so distracted by the moment that I didn’t realize that he was already sticking the head of his cock in my well-opened asshole. “You’ll put on a condom, right?” I asked nervously. “Condoms make me lose my hardon, boy. It’ll be okay.” I didn’t have much time to decide, and I was already longing for him to pump me full of sperm anyway, so I told him to go ahead. “That’s my boy,” he said slyly. Using the spit left my blowjob and his work on my hole (plus a tiny bit of lube), he managed to stick his daddy dick in my ass nearly to the hilt. I then realized I had never felt more complete. “FUCK BOY. Your ass is fuckin’ incredible, I’m gonna fuck your ass into the ground, BITCH!” He pulled his daddy meat in and out of my gaping pussy as I moaned and wailed. “Fuck me Daddy, FUCK MY ASSHOLE STUD!” Positioned on my stomach, I felt his weight pressing down on my as his cock darted in and out of my willing hole. I felt completely dominated by this man as he was already leaking his cum inside of me. I figured since he was already fucking me bare, I’d get an ass full of cum to remember him by. I wanted—no, I NEEDED him to give my ass a good deep seeding. “Breed my cunt daddy, come on, give me an ass full of your juice!” This seemed to send him over the edge, as he thrust a few last times and screamed in my ear. “TAKE MY FUCKING LOAD BOY. YEAH DADDY’S GIVING YOU HIS CUM, FUCKIN’ TAKE IT ALL, SLUT!” I felt his cock expand and shoot at least 3 hot jets of warm daddy milk into my chute. I had already changed my mind within 10 minutes…NOW I had never felt more complete. This is what I was born to do. I needed to be bred by daddies. He dismounted and played with my cumsoaked hole as we laid in bed and chatted. Then he leaned over and took my cock into his mouth, and told me he was going to suck me to completion. I didn’t believe him until he shoved two fingers up my cummy shaved boy cunt and started working my hole over as he gave me the most intense blowjob ever. As I shot into his mouth, he seemed to drink up all the boy cream he could handle before unloading the spunk in my willing mouth. I sucked my load through his lips and then we kissed it back and forth, mixing daddy and boy spit with it until we both swallowed some. “Told ya I’d give you some more cum, boy,” he said with a grin. Since this encounter I've become truly hooked on daddy cum. Unfortunately I had to move away from this particular daddy, but I hope to visit him next summer and get a fresh load of his up my boy hole.
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I woke up this morning wanting to be molested by a big aggressive hairy white man with a big cock and big hairy nutts. I wanna be stripped naked and punish fucked by a unapologetic alpha who refuses to pullout, and has the balls to make me look him in his eye while he demands I lick his cock clean. A merciless perv who constantly drinks beers just so he can make me drink from his tap. A hardcore sex pig who'll make me share my black ass with his white buddies I don't even know and make me introduce myself to them by sucking there cocks and licking there hairy man asses. I wanna be a white daddies black whore boy, I love the idea...
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I'm in the process of relocating, and I really wanna share living space with 2 aggressive breeders. I wouldn't mind being the house boy for 2 horny daddies who insist I stay naked while I'm home and won't allow me to lock neither my bedroom or the bathroom doors. Daddies who walk thru the door expecting my naked ass to greet them with good kisses. Daddies who might walk in on my during my shower and punish fuck me just because. Daddies who treat me like a bitch, therefore I am there bitch. Daddies who sexually molest me and verbally abuse me just for the fuck of it. Daddies who knock me up and shove a buttplug up my ass so I can keep it there. The kinda daddies who might drink a 24 pack just to make me drink from tap... I've learned that I like that type of treatment, therefore I want it in my life fulltime.
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I'm going to be in London this Saturday (27/8) and Monday looking for horny loads, love breeding fun, would love to play with hot vers/top guys.. message me, on bbrt too.. (check profile) -
When I was still a teen I met a black man downtown. He was a bit rough and stalky, in his 40s. He asked me to come with him if I liked to smoke. I figured he meant weed and followed him down a dark alley and sat next to him on some stairs. He puts a glass pipe to my lips, lights it and tells me to hit it. After I took a big hit and he tells me to hold it in as long as I can. Even though it tasted funny I did what he said then blew it out. I felt something strange come over me, it felt real good. He told me it was crack then gave me another hit, and was hooked. I asked him for another hit and he told me to come with with him for some more. Without question I went with him deep in the hood. He took me to a dark room in an old abandoned house and barricaded us in. He lit a candle and we smoked some more rock. He gave me some kinda pill to take then he told me to strip naked. He made me hand him my clothes and lay face down on a blanket in the middle of the room. After he hid my cloths I was totally vulnerable and realized my wallet and stuff were still in my pockets. He told me I'd get them back later on as he knelt behind me feeling my butt. I hear him unbuckle his pants and pull his zipper down. I knew what was fixing to happen but I was so high too under his influence, I just submitted to him. He spits and lubes the head of his black cock as he blows out the candle. He spreads my buns, feeling my little hole he says "dang boy you's so tight it's gonna feel good tearin' it up." He puts some spit on my hole then I feel his rock hard cock pressing into my tight bud. I felt a sharp pain as his slippery head popped into my hole I told him it hurt. "Naw, it feels good, I ain't stopping. You might as well bite that blanket till you get used to it." I did as he told me and he started working his cock deeper in me. I laid my head down right on top of something that felt a used rubber. I realized he was fucking me raw and it was too late to stop it. His thrusts got stronger the deeper he got, but as the pill kicked in the pain got dulled. "boy this ass so good, i'm about to nut." He pounds away for a few more minutes then I feel him cum in my ass. I thought he was going to stop but he kept on fucking me. His nut lubed my hole good and he easily got his black cock all the way in. He pauses to whisper in my ear, "this ass mine now. you feel that big black dick?" He starts fucking my ass real good and I passed out from the pill. When I woke up I was still getting fucked and my ass was raw and hurting. I tried to look behind me but a hand pushed my head back down, and a strange voice says keep yo head down. I was being fucked by another black guy with an even bigger dick, I bit down on the blanket. "That's right boy, you know who the man is now. Take that big black dick." As he fucked me he whispers directly in my ear "You know it feel good, you love it." His words put me in his trance, "yes, sir" He starts long dicking me and nuts deep in me.
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title says it all Sir. looking for nsa or long term. possible ownership. any questions please do ask Sir.
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David is an 18 year old boy that my buddy Steve introduced me to. The first time I met David he was a little bashful and shy but Steve assured me that the kid would be up for some adventure. The three of us hung out for a couple of hours ... and when I drove David home, he pointed out where I should pick him up that night. It turns out that he was going to climb through his bedroom window because his parents were .... well you get the picture. That first night I took David to an after hours house party. I paraded him around for an hour or so and then took his young boy ass to one of the bedrooms. With a little coaxing I got him to strip out of his tee shirt, loosen his shorts and pull out his seriously large cock for a couple other guys to see. Without much more effort David ended up on his knees sucking cock for most of that night. I watched him gulp down 5 loads of cum but there were probably twice that many or more ... honesty I was kinda preoccupied for most of the evening getting fucked. Turns out he got fucked several times that night too. It was when I took David to the SAWMILL campground that I knew he had become a complete and total slut. By now I'd fucked him a bunch of time and had even taken him to a sex party but David at the Sawmill campground was better than a kid (which he was) in a candy story (which it was). We got there early Friday evening and he stuck pretty close but by Saturday mid morning he was completely at ease and pretty much running around on his own without much drama. By that afternoon he had vanished which I guess should have had me a little worried (but honesty it didn't - LOL). There were dozens of trailers, motor homes, cabins, tents and trails leading from place to place. I figured David knew exactly were to find me if he need or wanted anything - plus I was having a great time just hangin out at the pool. Late Saturday evening I found him again - It looked like he had been cruzing the bathroom at the pool area. David was gettin fucked by two guys in the shower area who were NOT taking no for an answer. They had him pushed up against a half wall that separated the shower area from the "hallway" and were pounding him hard enough that about the only thing he could do was just hang onto the wall itself. It was fucking HOT as hell. When I walked up it was clear David and I knew each other and I remember one of the guys was like "dude, do you know who this kid belongs to?" Apparently one of their friends had grabbed onto David earlier that day and had been keeping him spun up on G and X while they fucked him. When they invited me back to their cabin I realized David didn't even have any clothing ... they had just walked him over to the shower naked so he could clean up some. Later that night ... aka early early Sunday morning before it started getting light again we all headed out to "the trails." This time David had on some clothing (although not his) however by the time we were in the woods he was completely naked again. Now "the trails" at the Sawmill are just that ... a series of trails that just kind of loop around to each other with little areas tucked away here and there for guys to hook up in. We took David to the end of one of the little areas and basically spread him out on a bench where he started to get fucked again and again and again. In addition to the 4 guys from the cabin and myself ... I watched no fewer that 10 different guys fuck his once tight boy hole. David was probably fucked 20 or more times that weekend and Id bet he took enuf cum to fill a quart jar!
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I took my boy to TRIBE in Seattle last weekend. We've partied at people's houses and our hotel room a bunch of times however never at a bathhouse or place like TRIBE. We'd planned this weekend for almost a month and he was nervous,eager and scared all at the same time. I got us one of the larger rooms - the one downstairs that opens to the video lounge area. After a little time getting comfortable and going over our favorite letters of the alphabet Gee and Tee - we ended up WAY beyond horny as FUCK! Ready, I took him for a walk around the place ... cruzed the rooms downstairs, showed him the shower area and then took him for a lap upstairs through the MaZE and glory-hole stalls. Every turn we took guys' would show their interest - reaching out, touching at his smooth boy body or giving him the "fuck-yeah" look. It was actually very sweet, like we were taking a walk in the park as I led him from place to place holding his hand. Ha! Once back down stairs I took him to the shower area. He is 5'11" and not more than 155lbs. His body is beautiful and mostly smooth with lightly hairy legs and the beginning of a happy-trail. I think its adorable that he thinks his ass is too big ... let me tell you how magnificently FUCKING perfect it is - rounded with a firm toned shape that somehow seems to always show off his fuck-hole when he bends over. In the shower tho - he just stood there with the hot shower water spraying down on him. He kinda wiggled around a little while I soaped him up making sure his body was smoothly covered and then rinsed off. Making sure his ass was ready I fingered his tight hole for several minutes and envied how his seven.5 inch cock just hung there slightly hardened yet still swinging around as we moved in unison. Gawd it was hot. Once back in our room we kissed and suck each other for a while. We even flip-fucked each other a few times between dosing each other up a few more times. Eventually I started fucking him with the door slightly open so that others could tell there was something going on. In time my boy was like ... "open it up so people can see us" at that point I knew this was gonna be the kinda night we had been talking about for weeks. Over the next several hours there were four or maybe five different guys that came by and joined us - two who would come back several times. He even fucked one of them twice! As the first part of the night progressed it was always some version of him getting his hole pounded by my dick and his face fucked by one hard cock or another. Later on, while guys were working over my boy's holes - I found myself sucking his dick purposely aiming my ASS at the now completely wide open door. Once someone started to eat-out my ass I complete bottomed out - fingering myself, wiggling and shaking my gaping tongued hole for guys in the hallway to see. It didn't take long until my ass had a big cock of its own. I thought yeah I was getting fucked by the same guys who had just fucked my boy or who were waiting in line to fuck him next - FUCK yeah! At one point I scooted up and whispered to him "are you ok, can I leave for a couple minutes?" and he was like, "sure just leave the door open." I was in fucking heaven and so was he - SLUT. Standing at the far end of the hallway leading to the video room I could see into our room. It was without any doubt the hottest sex in the building. My sweet 22 year old bottom boy on his hands and knees getting pummeled HARD from both ends by two guys Id never seen before. They were slamming his holes like he was some kinda rag-doll fuck-toy with a semi hard cock swinging back and forth between his legs and up against his stomach - SLAP slap SLAP! What makes it even better is that he makes this kinda whimpering sound when he's really into "it." Between the Slap of his his cock and the sounds of the the guys fucking his holes, I could hear him moan and wimper 15' away. It was so fucking hot I couldn't hardly stand it. So rather than join back in ... I went upstairs to round up at least one more guy. I found him clicking away at one of the guest computers. He was maybe 28 or 30, medium height and had a VERY fit smooth ripped body. Now my boy prefers men my age with hairy chests but I didn't really fucking care - this guy was HOT and I wanted him fucking his sweet boy-hole. As the night progressed we started calling this guy Kentucky but initially my approach went something like this, "so if you like fucking young guys - my boy is downstairs getting his ass pounded right now, I want you to go fuck him too" He said, "I'm gonna go get my friend, what's your room number?"
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February 20th, 2007, my birthday. I’d been chatting with my gifter for a while. I knew that I wanted it, but I was also afraid. I had thought about it often, but always backed out. He was into chems, fisting, and was poz (REALLY POZ). We had talked on the phone for a while, sharing thoughts, ideas, crazy things that might happen or did happen in our lives, how he had been pozzed, etc. I was a good intelligent man, who just happened to love taking cock. We talked about how he felt when he was fucking, and how much I’d love it, when he seeded my hole. I can see now that he was seducing me to the idea of taking his poz loads and I was eating it up. Taking advantage my weakness, my willingness, but it was ok. I think in my mind it was just a fantasy and the things we talked about weren’t really going to happen, even though I was sort of hoping it would. I wasn’t really going to submit my body to the ravages of HIV; it was just talk, right? So I booked the hotel and the flight to Portland. I arrived that morning, it was raining, but there he was waiting by the baggage claim. He looked more real that I had imagined him to be. Funny how I thought he would have horns, or a dark shadow clinging to him. We got on the tram together and headed to his house. He said it was close. I was nervous now, but he calmed me and told me everything was going to be ok. He’d watch out for me and to trust him. We took the short walk to the house, and he showed me the shower and told me to clean out. I took my time and did a good job, preparing myself for him. When I came back to the kitchen, he had the meth out and was measuring it, mixing it, putting part of it into a needled syringe and part into a syringe that didn’t have needle. I watched fascinated almost hypnotized. I had never seen anything like this before in real life, only on the television. He then looked at me and asked if I was ready. I was scared, but somehow thought it would still turn out to be just a fantasy and that he’d shoot himself up and that would be that. After all, I don’t do drugs. I put on my underwear and followed him out the back door, to a garden shed in the back yard, my soon to be birth chamber. Inside the small shed was a portable heater on the floor, a roll of paper towels, some shelves with dildos and lube, and a sling. I had never been fucked in a sling before, so that was going to be a first for me. The first of many firsts, which would happen to me on that day. He helped me slide into the sling, and adjusted me, so my ass was at the edge and easy access for his use. My feet were pushed through the straps, making certain I wasn’t able to pull myself out of the sling. My head was slightly lower than my ass, but I didn’t think anything of it at the time. Guess, he didn’t want anything to leak out. My cock was hard and standing up, ready for action. He made certain that I was well situated in the sling, and was comfortable since I was going to be there a while. He reached over and got the syringe that didn’t have the needle in it. My hole was still a bit loose from the douching out, so I didn’t struggle much when He inserted into my ass. He pushed down on the plunger saying “This might burn for a bit.” He then walked around to my head and adjusted the straps that went around my wrists on the chains by my head, to make certain I was secured in place. I pulled on the straps experimentally, I was pretty comfortable and my cock was hard, thinking about getting fucked in his sling. I leaned my head back in the sling and tried to relax. I closed my eyes and felt the “burn” he was talking about, but it felt very good. He told me “You’ve just had your first booty bump.” I tried to concentrate on the feeling of my heart beating and the burn in my ass. The temperature seemed to jump and my heart was racing, when I realized that he had slipped his cock into me. It felt so good that I laid back and willed my hole to open to take more of him into me. The fact that he was fucking me bare and was poz only made it hotter somehow. It didn’t seem real; like it was happening to someone I was watching on a porn film. I don’t remember his first load into me, but my body did. All of a sudden, my hole started clenching and pulling, milking his cock with every muscle in my being. I was being impregnated by His seed, and all my body knew was how much it wanted it. It just felt so good to feel his cock inside of me, breeding me, making me his boy, my body instinctively pulling it deeper inside of me to grow. I have no idea how long he fucked me or how many loads he gave me, when he pulled out and fingered me a bit. He moaned at how sloppy my hole was and how open it was. He then walked around to the side of the sling; He tied the sling wrist straps down securely. I was still out of it some, my body screaming for His cock. The fact that I was naked in a garden shed, with a small heater, in February, didn’t matter, I felt hot and flushed and oh so very horny. My head was rolling from side to side and my eyes were closed, but I could hear him moving around. We had talked earlier on the phone about a fantasy of mine. He pulled out a red bandana from somewhere, put it between my teeth and tied it around my head. “Look at me,” he said. I opened my eyes, and watched as he tied His arm with a rubber tube, then took the meth loaded syringe, found a vein and stuck it into his right arm. He pushed the plunger down about halfway, I watched fascinated as the semi-clear liquid went into His arm. He held it there for a few seconds, breathing deep, and then pulled the plunger out, and I saw the red tint of His blood start to mix with the remaining meth to fill the syringe. He pulled off the rubber tube with his teeth. I looked at His face, it wasn’t an expression, I recognized, and his eyes glittered like they were made of black glass. He reached over, tied the rubber tube around my arm, making my veins stand up, and started examining my arm, looking for a good vein. I remember, trying to say “No, no”, but the bandana was muffling my voice. He found the vein and said, “Here”. I remember tightening up a bit, but He had a firm grip on my arm. “Don’t move!” He commanded and for some reason that I still don’t understand, I obeyed him. My eyes widened as I saw him put the needle into my vein and I remember shaking my head from side to side. I started to breathe hard, fast shallow breaths through my nose. This is real! It is going to really happen! I was staring at the blood/meth filled syringe when he said “Look at me.” I looked in his eyes and felt him push the plunger down. He pulled out the needle, massaged the vein for a moment and then untied my gag. I looked at my arm, where I had been injected, and started to freak out. “Oh God, what have I done? What have I done? Help me! Jesus, help me!” I was crying out. I was panting in my terror. He looked at my face and pulled off the rubber tube, allowing the meth and his toxic blood to flow throughout my body. His bugs already starting their deadly work as they barebacked on the meth. He didn’t say a word as the drug took hold of my mind and body. He just walked down to my spread legs, shoved his hard cock into my hole, wrapped his arms around the chains of the sling, started pinching his nipples and began fucking me with full deep strokes. I looked deep into his glittering eyes. I’m sure he saw the horror in my eyes quickly turning into lust as he smiled and said the words I’ll never forget, “It’s too late. It’s too late” At that point, I realized he was right, it was too late. I wasn’t going to escape; I was going to be poz from this day forward. As, my mind tried to cope with that reality, he was delivering another load of seed into my body, and my ass was pulling and flexing, milking every drop into me. The drugs were hitting me hard and only one thing mattered; that was taking every drop of cum from my Father’s balls into me. “Please, please take my last neg load. I give it to you; I want you to have it. Help me give it to you.” I had to cum for him. Right then, the cum leaked out of my soft cock, He saw it, scooped some it up with his two fingers and put them into my mouth to suck clean. “This is the last neg load you’ll ever have.” And then he scooped some up, put the fingers into his mouth, and licked it clean, taking it into his body. My second load came just moments after my last neg load. He repeated the process, only this time; I was shaking, moaning, and begging for his cock. “Is this my first poz cum?” He looked down at me still fucking and said “The first of many, to spread to others.” Which wasn’t true, but in my fucked up mind, I swear that I could feel the bug swimming in my cum. “Yes Father, yes, I want to spread you to others. You’ll live forever in those I breed, just like all those who came before you live in you. Just like you’ll live in me. As I cum in them, part of my seed will be yours.” There was more talk, some of it I remember, some of it only comes to me in my dreams. The drug filled haze of my body and mind, made me into a cum whore. All I wanted was his cock and to be filled over and over with his seed.
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I didn't mean to do it. I just couldn't help myself. There are times I get overcome by my own lust, and I just get carried away. I was turned on when we finally met, he was my ideal of a "son" to my "dad". Though a little older than what you might conceive of as my son, he was nonetheless my ideal of what I want in a boy. And add to that the fact that he was in total leather, matching my outfit, it was just a match. We had chatted so much about this first meeting. We each knew what turned the other on. He liked my cigars and I liked his boyish good looks and attitude. And when we met and then kissed, it was that sort of 'dream come true' event. That first kiss seemed to last forever. Not only were our tongues exploring each other's mouths, our hands were exploring each other's bodies. And shortly he had my stiff, dripping cock out of my jeans, and fell to his knees to give me one of those blowjobs you dream about. I was still smoking my cigar, and the smoke was about to fill the motel room, I was smoking so hard while he hit all the hot spots. When he rose up and kissed me again, tasting my cigar spit and me tasting that great cock /pre-cum taste on his lips, I was just too turned on. I had his belt loose and his jeans around his ankles before he knew what happened. And even though we were lip locked, I could still get his cock out of his jockstrap and feel the pre-cum on the tip of his cock. I rubbed it the length of his rock hard cock, and slipped my cock between his legs. I guess it was the way he opened his legs to let my cock in that so excited me. I could tell he wanted it then, even though he had told me he was still HIV negative and didn't want any raw sex with a poz guy like me. I had my hands up under his shirt working his nips and was kissing and licking his face till he was just a puppy in my paws. I gently moved him around, kissing his neck and massaging his ass cheeks, until I was behind him, nibbling his earlobes. That was when my stiff meat found his ass crack and set course for his asshole. I was pushing hard against him, trying to get my tongue in his ear, when he sort of fell against the wall and then braced himself against it with both hands, intending to turn back around, but by then I had a nip in each hand, having thrown down my dead cigar, and he was moving in response, enjoying it too much to protest. And my cockhead had found his puckered rosebud of an asshole, one of those that seems to have an arrow tattooed above it, saying "FUCK HERE". And I had him by the arms, holding him tight as I kissed and bit his neck. "Oh, Daddy!" he kept saying, over and over, as if he was trying to persuade himself not to resist. When I pushed and began to feel my cockhead penetrate, he stiffened. "Daddy, don't make me do this, please," he pleaded, and he turned his head slightly towards me. I reached around and kissed him. "It's gonna be OK, son, just relax," I said, and I made a hip thrust that popped him open. I love that feel on my cockhead, when you first pop a boy open like that. There is no feel like it in the world, tight and hot, and then so warm and wet and wonderful. I just couldn't help myself. Hugging him tightly, kissing all over his neck, so he didn't notice so much that I was impaling him on my cock. By the time I think he knew what was happening, he was fucked. I had my cock almost all the way up his ass. And he was loving it. I could tell he was trying to fight the urge, but wanting it so bad. All the time I was kissing him, I kept telling him it was fine, he was all right, this will be great, just relax and enjoy it, son, give yourself to your dad. Then suddenly he gave a kind of shudder, and bucked hard back against me. "Oh, Daddy, take me, take my ass, give me your cum!" "That's it son, enjoy this fuck, feel your Daddy's hard cock up your ass, love that stiff meat so deep inside you!" He was with me then, meeting every thrust. When I'd hit bottom he'd grab me hard and tight, as much fucking my dick with his ass as I was fucking his hole with my rod. "Make me your Boy, Daddy, fuck your Boy, show me how much you want me Daddy!" I was in the heavy strokes now, fucking his ass hard. My juices were flowing. When I get a hot ass like this, the first fuck is hot and heavy and doesn't take too long, so I knew I was getting close. "Where do you want Daddy's load, boy?" I asked, as I held him tight and humped him hard. "Give me your load, Daddy, make me your Boy, plant that load UP MY ASS!" He was bucking hard, and if I had really wanted to pull out, it would have been difficult, as he was in pace with me so well. "Oh, God, Son, I can't help it, here it is, take it boy, take Daddy's hot cum up your ass." "Daddy, show me how much you love me, fuck me, fuck my ass, give me your juice, Daddy, FUCK ME HARD!" I lit into him hard then, I could feel the cum move from my balls up the length of my shaft and begin to spurt out deep inside him. And I think he must've felt something, even though I know you have to learn to feel it when a guy cums up your ass. There was just something about the way he moved, like he was suckin’ the cum up deep inside himself. We both hit the spot at the same time. "OH GOD!" we both shouted in unison. "Here it is boy, here's Daddy's cream, take Daddy's load, you're MY BOY now!" "Hit me hard, Daddy, show me how much you love me, pound that cum in my hot hole - fuck me Daddy - FUCK MY ASS, DADDY!" I held him tight and shot my final spurts as deep inside as I could, knowing I was tying him to me in a way no man ever had before. I was converting him to my son in more ways than one. I was making him my BOY in a truly positive manner. His ass drew up so tight on my shaft, I thought sure he must be spurting his load. His ass was suckin’ the cum up deep, and he began to flex under me, I could feel his whole body moving, as if he was absorbing the sex and distributing it throughout his body. We held that position a long time. Sweat was dripping down my nose, and he was sweaty feeling as I ran my hands over his chest and caressed his nips. I still had all my clothes on, my fucking cock out of my pants, but otherwise still as I had walked into the room. His pants were around his ankles, but he still had on the jockstrap, shirt, vest and leather jacket. We both were soaked under all that clothing. But neither moved, we were still in that great Dad/Son connection, feeling the cum that bound us together. Eventually he stopped vibrating, coming back to reality, realizing what had happened. He sort of slumped at that point, I thought he might be crying, so I pulled out and turned him around and kissed him. He was crying, or at least he had tears in his eyes, so I kissed the tears away, and he began to respond. When I put my hand down to his crotch, I discovered a jock hanging heavy with cum. So I pulled off him, bent down and sucked the cum out of his jock, and pulled his limp, gooey cock out and sucked it clean. He was breathing very heavily now, I think partly shock and partly so turned on. Standing up, I led him to the bed and made him sit on it, so I could sit beside him. We kissed again - another long lover's kiss, and soon tongues and hands were exploring. Clothes began to fall off us, some being taken off by the other, some shucked off by the wearer, but our pants were trapped by our boots. We had reached that point again, too quickly. The pants just had to stay on, we were at fuck number two. I got him into doggie position and stuck my cock back up his ass. It was much easier this time, just made him take a sudden inhale when I slid home. We urged each other on again, and soon he had a second cumshot up his ass. Damn hot boy, he wanted sex as much as I did. We seemed to be a pair, destined to be together. After I added that second load, I just held him close and told him how much I loved him, and he did the same. When my cock went flat and fell out of his ass, he rolled over and I got on top of him so we could kiss and cuddle again. We took time to get the boots off, finally got our pants off and were naked, just kissing and rolling all over the bed, the way lovers do. We came up for air and took a smoke break. Gave me a chance to really look at him, as I hadn't really seen him naked before, even though I'd planted two loads up his ass. And he did the same. I was surprised to see how he blushed when he noticed how I was admiring his boyish body. He had kept himself in great shape, and I had enjoyed it. The smoke break over, we resumed the kissing, this time being able to be face to face for the first time, really. I didn't intend to fuck him again, and frankly I generally don’t come three times in rapid succession, but this was beyond mere sex. This was infatuation. My cock just knew the way to his ass so well by this time. When I got on top and was kissing him, my cock was tumescent and, finding his hole, entered easily. He spread wide, put his legs firmly around my hips and put his heels in my ass. Then he pushed hard, making my cock really hit the good spots. Every time I made a stroke that didn't please him, he'd almost kick my cock up his ass. I couldn't complain, I had my tongue far down his throat. And when I felt the cum moving yet a third time, I got his legs up on my shoulder, shoved a pillow under his ass and began those prying deep strokes, where you aim for the boy's prostate and fuck him hard. "Oh God, Daddy, I love it when you fuck me like that, do it again, harder, deeper, come on man, put your seal on me, give me the third load, make me your boy forever!" I got my arms up under his shoulders, pulled him into my fuck strokes and kissed him hard as I fucked my cum into his hot ass, so warm and wet and wild, filled to overflowing with my loads. I wanted to fuck him so hard the cum would flow out his hole and soak the bed. I wanted to fuck him so bad he could taste my cum from the inside out. I wanted to plant my loads so deep he'd shit my cum for a week. Didn't take long. Spurts of ‘Daddy Cream’ joined the loads already there. My fuck piston planted it's third load, the cum pooling around my balls, running down his crack. I pinned him down, legs against his chest, as I pounded the last strokes home, trying to get my cum as deep inside him as I could. And he rose up against me on every stroke, making sure he got that jizz as deep inside as possible. When I was drained, I slammed a fuck stroke hard and held it, and he looked up at me with tears in his eyes again, and we kissed. Then I felt his cock move between us, that steady pulse of a cock shooting cum, a feeling I love. If I don't see or feel a boy cum when I fuck him, I'm not fucking him right, and I had fucked this boy right. His cock spurted a heavy load between us, and his cum between and us and mine up his ass were binding us together in many, many ways. We kissed for a long time. Took us a long time to come down off that fuck plateau, where you want to stay as long as you can. When I fell out of his ass, I let his legs down and sucked his limp cock into my mouth and sucked out all the strings of his cum I could get. Then I licked his hole and crotch clean, keeping some of the cum in my mouth, so we could share it when we kissed. And as I did that, he moved around so he could reach my cock, and sucked it clean. When we kissed, I could taste his ass, his cum and my cum, all mixed together, one wonderful taste, a taste every dad wants from his boy. We fell asleep like that. When we woke the next morning, we were a mess, and the bed was a mess. There was cum everywhere, encrusted on our cocks and torsos. Time for a piss and a shower. Then we had a smoke and got to examine each other by the light of day. Sometimes that's when it all falls apart, when you come to in the morning and discover that the guy you thought was so great the night before is not nearly as attractive. But there was no change this morning, I still thought he was the best thing I'd ever had, and he allowed as how I was his Dad. We went to breakfast, and it was as if I was meeting him for the first time. We sat there and smoked and drank our coffee, and talked about all the things lovers talk about. The waitress finally asked us if we were going to order lunch, and we realized what time it was. We excused ourselves, left a large tip for having had such good service for such a long time, and went back to the motel room. By the time we'd each had a piss, we were on the bed again, and the maid's knock interrupted our first fuck of the day. I shouted that we were still in the room, and she went away, and I planted my load. This was a lover's fuck, that long, slow, gentle fuck of two men deeply in love. There was no hard thrusting, no pounding of a load deep. He was still moist from the fucks last night, and I wasn't really up to a hot and heavy fuck, but we needed to have sex again, to see if it was still there, and it was. That wasn't our last fuck, not by a long shot, but those four were the ones that we always remember and talk about. Few men are as fortunate as I. To find a guy like this that fits me so well. I can only hope that he continues to feel the same about me.
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