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This afternoon was almost a wash. I'd spent the morning at the library, which I like, because I'd locked myself out of the house and my spouse wouldn't be available to let me in until almost noon. I had been all set to spend at least a couple of hours at the ABS taking loads. By the time I got on the road, I'd only have about an hour at the booths. My furry butt was aching for more cock and cum. I'd found a couple of particularly good bareback bottom hypno trainer videos. Love those things. Got all poppered up and let them work their magic. I just wanted dick in my hole. I has considered myself a chaser but now I just wanted any cock and any load. Got to the ABS and set up in a booth. It was fairly busy but no one was particularly interested in me. Heard the grunts and moans of porn and real guys playing all around me but other than one really old feeble guy with a HUGE cock, no one checked me out. I ended up having to head home. I decided to make a quick stop at an interstate Park n Ride commuter parking lot just to see if anything was going on. It was right off the ramp at the toll booths and was carved out of a nice wedge of wooded area. Years ago I had alot of cock there but in recent years the police started patrolling more and activity was pretty rare. Today I pulled into the back row. Was there about 5 mins when a tall, thin guy in his 40's gave me the look as he walked by my car and headed into the woods. I was about to follow when he came right back out. I figured he'd has to piss and wasn't really looking to play. There was one other guy who might be a possibility so I headed onto the trail into the woods. I was about 10 yards in when I heard someone behind me. I took a quick glance. It was the tall thin guy. Nice. I stepped behind a large tree and slipped my pants down just past my ass. If he wasn't looking to play he just think I was pissing or something. But he stepped right up behind me and started playing with my ass. Then he reached around and slid his hand up under my shirt and moaned as his hand slipped into my furry chest. "Fuck," he whispered, "I love a furry man." "You want my ass?" "Yes," he answered. I stepped a little deeper into the trees and dropped to my knees. I felt this cock through his shorts. Hard and long and narrow. "Nice." I whispered and started unzipping him. I sucked it balls deep in one swift motion and worked him up even harder. He was moaning and cursing under his breath. I stood, spit into my hand and slicked up my hole then did the same for his cock. We both hit the poppers. It took some work to get him up into to me. I eventually had him sit on a log and lowered my hole over his bone. He was moaning lightly and whispering dirty stuff as I rode him. When I was good and open and stood and leaned face first against a tree and hit the poppers deep. He got up behind me and slid deep into me. I felt so good. So complete. I opened even more and begged him. "Fuck me, man. Fuck me hard." and he did. He was breathing faster and moaning louder. I knew he was close. "Breed me." I said loudly. "Fuck that load up into my hole. Cum in me." And he did. Grunting and huffing he spilled pulse after pulse of seed up into me. I was loving it. He slowed and pulled out. Definitely a big cummer. I felt slick and reached down. My fingers came up dripping semen. Of course I licked it up. He was a "cum and done" guy. Already buttoned up and headed out. I had another taste of cum and ass juice and followed a couple minutes later. Back in the car, I opened my pants and slipped two fingers into my ass a few times. The cum was just the right kind of musky man taste I loved. I stuck around a few minutes but didn't see any more possibilities, so I ran me errands and headed home. The spouse is all medicated up and sleeping. I', hoping for another load...or two.
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All cummers invited to the E15 sauna, Maryland, NE London from 12.30pm to 3.30pm this Thursday. I'll be ready in the darkroom to give or take.
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Midwestern Bathhouse Prologue. I was out of town for two weeks of job training in a medium-sized midwestern city. On Thursday afternoon, I realized that I had the whole weekend off. I was super horny, sexting with my boy back home, suggesting that he fly out so I could fuck him all weekend. We're open and play bare with other guys, and are getting better and taking loads from strangers. He had done some piggy searching online and suggested I go to a shady part of town to a 'men's club.' He gave me the name of it, and I searched online for it and came up with a really crappy website that looked ten years old. There were some reviews saying it was hit and miss, but Friday nights could be fun. I told my boy I'd go and see what naughty fun I could get into. The next day after work, I took a long shower and cleaned out my ass, not sure what might be in store for me that night. The place was in a white cinderblock building just off the interstate not far from a major college campus, but definitely on the wrong side of the tracks. There was a tall wooden fence off the back of the place that enclosed an outdoor heated pool and hot tub. I texted my boy saying I had arrived and needed to turn off and check my phone. He texted me back saying 'OINK. HAVE FUN!' I replied with a pig emoji and said, 'I WON'T BE ABLE TO TAKE PICS, SO I'LL DESCRIBE IT ALL LATER.' He wrote back, 'MAYBE I'LL SEE IT FOR MYSELF!' I sent him a smiley face and clicked my phone off. Chapter I. The club was 'member's only,' so I had to pay for a one-time membership plus admission. The guy behind the check-in glass was a short stocky Italian-looking guy, with chest fur peeking out of his shirt collar. He winked at me and told me it was going to be a busy night, some alumni weekend on campus. I paid for my membership, a towel, and a locker. The guy told me he'd give me a free upgrade since it was my first time there and gave me a key to a private room. He mentioned that there were a few new faces around sure to be popular. I went to the locker room, stripped down, and wrapped a small towel around my waist, barely enough to knot into itself. There were a few guys milling around. I went to take a piss and walked up to a trough urinal. There was a twinky athletic guy in his early 20s sitting on the edge suckling a stubby uncut cock on a furry guy old enough to be his dad. The daddy smirked at me as if to say the twink was all his. I lifted my towel to piss and the twink leaned over and took my dick in his mouth. The daddy got pissed and backed away. The twink looked up and me with my cock in his mouth and said, 'PISS!' So, I did. He swallowed it all down, gulping and slobbering on my cock growing in his mouth. The daddy was standing behind me and cleared his throat when I was done pissing and now the guy was just sucking my dick. I took a step backwards and the daddy took my place. I headed to the maze of dimly lit hallways and found the door to my 'room'. The walls were maybe eight-feet high in a taller room and had chicken wire across the top to keep people from peering over or climbing into another room. It was really more of a booth than a room, with a narrow mattress and a small side table with a bowl of lube packets, not a condom in sight. The floor was tiled and cold. The whole place reeked of bleach, cum, and sex. I could hear a few different fuck sounds in adjacent booths. I saw a hole drilled in the wall at the perfect height for a gloryhole. I peeked through but the room was empty. I made a point to check it out later. I stood in my doorway for a few minutes and saw a few guys slinking up and down the hall. One guy, heavyset and stooped over with a bit of a belly and meaty pecs with pierced well-developed nipples walked past me, then took a few steps backwards. He reached under my towel and fished out my dick. He used one hand to jerk me off a bit and the other to stroke my balls. He reached to my furry taint and rubbed his finger against my hole. I rarely bottom, but this guy was turning me on. He was so… nasty. The guy stuck his fat finger in my mouth then swirled his wet finger against my ass. He gently pushed my shoulders so I took a step back into the room. I made to close the door, anxious for whatever raunchy fun was about to get started. He held up his hand to stop me, leaving the door open. He spun me around, ass up and dove into my crack, sticking his tongue into me. He dropped his towel and I looked over my shoulder to see a 5” thick cock slick with lube or assjuice. 'You're my third bottom today, man. The other guys couldn't take my dick long enough for me to get my nut. You want to try?' I nodded as he slid his meat against my crack. 'Push back on it, pig,' he grunted. I inhaled deeply and let him force his way inside me, raw, and without lube. It burned like hell but he kept pushing. I think his cock may have been as thick as it was long. I was biting my lip and started sweating. He started rocking his hips and in a matter of seconds it went from searing pain to absolute pleasure. I saw stars. I also saw an eye peeking at me through the gloryhole and two guys leering at me taking raw dick through the open door. The guy fucking me waved them in with his paw and the guys stood on either side of him, tweaking his nipples. 'Harder!,' he shouted. They were really twisting his nipples. I could feel my hole getting more and more wet as his cock was leaking precum into my guts. My top pulled out and flipped me over onto my back. He slid right back in and pistoned away at my hole. He looked down at me and said, 'I'm gonna breed you now.' He didn't ask me, he told me. His pace quickened and he bred me. Load #1 in my hole. From a stranger. He pulled out and one of the guys watching dropped to his knees to clean my ass juice from his cock. The other guy lined up his cock with my cummy hole and slid right in. He was scrawny, almost gaunt, and slipped his dick balls deep in me. His cock was thinner but longer than my first top, who slinked out of the room into the darkness. The guy inside me came, shooting his seed deep into me. He also disappeared quickly. Load #2 in my hole. To be continued…
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My Boyfriend fucking another guy is a huge turn on!
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I've not been on here recently due to life just taking over lol but I wanted to post a little update as I haven't done so in a little while. Since posting the 'My first time topping and breeding boypussy!' encounter, I have been spending so much time with this guy. We met up after the original meet and again, I fucked this sluts little cunt like there was no tomorrow and bred him like I was trying to put a baby inside him. After a few weeks of meeting up regularly, we have started seeing one another as boyfriends, which I really enjoy! He's so sweet and I really enjoy spending time with him, not just the sex. Luckily for me, he is also very open-minded and loves dick from different men, so we decided to have an open relationship. We are boyfriends and have all the emotion that a relationship has, but, we can also see other men as and when we feel like. We had a very long discussion about it, we are both perfectly happy with the risk of becoming poz and happy to take the risk of catching something, we are both against any form of protection and we want to share each other with other like minded men :) This in turn, has led to a fair bit of fun for us both as a couple and having other men involved, as well as having fun individually. Very recently, whilst I was working, my boyfriend sent me a video of him sucking another guys dick. The clip was only about 1 minute long, in the clip he asked me if I minded him being recorded, whilst I could hear the other man in the video moan and tell him he was a good whore. I immediately muted my phone and was very careful nobody in work could see my phone! I messaged him back saying that as he's a total bottom, he should be recorded servicing all men in any way they liked. It was such a turn on to know my boyfriend was with another man at that very moment! I struggled to hide my raging hard-on whilst in work lol! He replied back saying he would do whatever this man asked and that he'd send me regular updates. The next update was of the guy fingering him, telling him how tight he was and that he would leave a present for me to clean up later. I actually really like this random man, plus, I loved the fact that I could pass him in the street and not know he's been inside my boyfriend. About 15 minutes later another video came through, my boyfriend, lay on his back, legs open, moaning and taking this guys dick, needless to say, I was horny as hell! I couldn't wait to get home and fuck my man! My boyfriend was begging this man to fuck him deeper, whilst the guy moaned loudly and told him how good his pussy felt and that he couldn't wait to shoot inside him. At this point, I'd already gone to the bathroom in work and taken my headphones so I could listen properly and a few minutes later, I received a video with the guy cumming inside my boyfriend and making him lick his cock clean, whilst my boyfriend said on the recording 'baby, please come home and clean me up, I need more dick, maybe I'll invite another guy round before you get home'. I was so fucking hard and couldn't wait for 5pm! The guy who was recording the video told my boyfriend he'd happily fill him again, I really wanted to watch them go at it in person! I got out of work as soon as I could and headed to my boyfriend's, he answered the door and I grabbed him and kissed him deeply and caressed his chubby round bum. We headed to the living room and I got him to ride my face so I could get every last drop of cum out of his arse, before letting him ride me and I filled his cunt up with my thick, hot load. We lay on the couch afterwards, talking about his encounter and he told me he loved teasing me like that. I told him that I'd like him to do it more often and get some really risky fun involved and meet men who may give him something more than just dick. He's been searching for dirty loads these last few days, I can't wait to see what he gets! :D -
As a bottom, have you ever removed a condom from your top?? Did the top notice when you removed the condom? Did they freak out, not notice and cum in you or other?? Tell us your story...
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I was on Grindr this morning and got a message from someone that was extremely close by. Turns out he's staying in the same hotel. He simply said, "R U INTO ANON FUCKING?". I replied back, "FUCK, YEAH!". He asked for my room number. I gave it to him and told him to just push on the door. I'd have it fixed so he could just come in. The room would be dark. I asked if he wanted me on my knees, to suck him first? Or did he want me ass up on the bed. He said, "Ass Up". I quickly closed the drapes. Turned off all the lights and stripped. There was just a faint light coming through the edges of the draperies to give a soft light in the room. You could make out shapes. But not see faces unless up close. I kneeled on the edge of the bed. With my bottle of poppers in hand, I waited to hear the door open. In just a few minutes, that wonderful sound of the door opening and closing was heard. I took a couple of strong hits from my popper bottle as I felt him feel my ass and rub my asshole. I heard him removing his pants. Then felt his mouth on my hole. He licked and slid saliva up inside my hole with his tongue. Then I felt his cockhead press against my hole. He grabbed me around the waist and pushed up into me. Ahhh.....It felt great sliding into my hole. He felt like he was sliding 6 or 7 inches into me. It had a nice thickness, too. Best of all, he was rock hard. His Grindr profile said he was 29. Not a word was spoken, but he pounded me hard and deep for about 6 or 7 minutes, until he finally slammed deep into me and filled my gut with his load. He just as quickly pulled out, pulled up his pants and left my room. All without a word spoken. I never saw his face. Or any other part of him. I loved being filled with the hot cum of someone I have no idea who he was.
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I went to Montreal for gay pride with a few of my friends. It was my birthday and I was really looking forward to blowing it out with my buds. Problem was my mates had their own plans to contend with in getting laid. So I had to go at it alone which was fine because I was growing increasingly horny with all the hot guys in Montreal. Damn. One morning I woke up about 6:00 a.m., with my cock in my hand raging. My two roomies were sound asleep recovering from the night before. I decided to go for a walk and maybe find a bookstore that I could watch a little porn and blow a load. No such luck. I wandered around and saw the remnants of a wild Saturday night all over the streets. I noticed a little coffee shop and got a cup to go. There was a small park I passed a few blocks back and decided that might be a nice place to people watch. It was a very small corner park, about the size of a single lot with 3 or 4 benches and a few shrubs and trees and it was opened on two sides exposed to the busy streets. I took a seat and started watching the people. It was quiet, only a few people out and about. A lady was sitting at the bench to my left talking to her dog. A few minutes later a guy sat at the bench across from me. After about 5 minutes or so, the lady took off with her dog and I began to wonder what was up with the guy across from me. I took notice for the first time. He seemed to be in his mid twenties, nice build, good looking. It was still early so I began to wonder what he was doing just sitting at this park. We made eye contact and I noticed his legs spread ever so slightly. I was positive I had mistaken this, but then he started to move his hand over his crotch. I found myself doing the same thing. It didn’t take long to determine that we wanted the same thing. He came over to my bench and sat down. “Dude, I am so horned this morning, let’s go someplace.” I told him I didn’t have a room because of the roommates and he said he didn’t either. We started to walk around. He led the way checking out little nooks and crannies. I was leery that we could possibly find anyplace private enough to really have a hot time and I wanted to get at this guy. We crossed to the next street and he pointed out a vacant house with an entrance that was somewhat, though not completely, recessed into the house. We stepped into the nook and he went to his knees. He rubbed his face all over my crotch and started to unzip my jeans. I thought he was going to pull out my cock, but instead, he pulled my jeans down below my knees. My rock hard cock slapped him across his face smearing a little pre-cum on his cheek. He said, “Oh fuck yeah.” And immediately deep-throated my cock - all the way to my nuts and just stayed there. I held my breath. I hadn’t expected this. It was awesome. After a minute, I felt him gag and run out of breath. He pulled back off my cock and a single strand of saliva joined my cock to his mouth. He looked up at me and made eye contact and slide back down to the base of my dick; never taking his eyes off mine. He started giving me an excellent blow job the way I like it; lots of saliva, gagging, cock snot and messy. I grabbed the back of his head and started face fucking him, deep. He took it because he knew what he was doing. Damn it felt good. I started pinching his tits through his shirt. I pushed him off my cock and it made that nasty “plop” sound then pulled him up and we started making out. I could taste my cock on his breath. I grabbed his ass cheeks and started grinding my bare cock into his crotch. I traded places with him and pulled his cock out and started eating it. He had that really sexy boy-smell and I wanted to eat this guy up. He started getting a little verbal, which I love, by saying things like, “Yeah stud, suck that dick. I can’t wait to get back on that fat cock of yours.” After awhile, I began to feel somewhat exposed because in my peripheral vision, I could see people starting to walk the streets. I spit his cock out and swiped a nice wet lick across his balls and said, “Man we need to find another place.” So we quickly stuffed our hard cocks back into out pants and again started to look for a better place. No luck. We were in downtown Montreal, what did we expect? Then I saw my SUV parked in a public parking lot. I told him to follow me. We made it over to my car and it was tightly packed in with other cars parked all around it. The lot wouldn’t open for another hour or so. I opened the car and put all the seats down and we crawled in the back. My hot stud started stripping off everything and I followed his lead. He jumped back on my cock and started milking and sucking it; moaning the entire time. We had gotten pretty worked up at this point. We were in a 69 position and he rolled on top. I grabbed the cheeks of his ass and started pumping his cock hard into my mouth. His moans were vibrating on my cock tickling my balls. I swear the hair on my balls were sticking strait up as my nut sac tightened. I could feel his saliva trickling down between by balls and thigh. I spit his cock out and started swallowing his balls. His was perfectly smooth, naturally smooth. I looked up past his balls and saw the hottest, prettiest, smoothest cunt I have ever seen. It was all pink, shining and glistening. It winked at me. I became anxious. Releasing his balls, I licked further back to his perineum. He sensed where I was heading and shifted his weight. I pulled his perfectly white bubble cheeks wide apart and dove in. His pussy was so sweet. I tongued it, probed it, slobbered all over it, spit into it and licked it all up again. My stud was moaning and squirming all over my face. He began to lick all around my balls and thighs, then up and around my cock. At some point he began to lick and chew on my bush. God I love sluts and this was one horny slut. I pulled my face out of his cunt for a moment and told him, “Stud this is one hot ass.” He said, “Yeah? Well, it loves getting fucked.” That was all I needed to hear. I told him, “Want some cock up that hole? Feel free to hope on and take a ride.” With that he turned around and knelt over my face, spreading his cheeks. I could see how wet I had gotten him. He started fingering his hole and even more spit started dripping out. Man I must have really loaded his puss up good because he was wet. He inserted another finger and I had to join in. I took my finger and circled it around his hole and his fingers. He was moaning again, when I inserted my finger alongside his other two. Together we fucked his tight hole. It was so wet and warm, just where I wanted to be. After a few minutes of us both finger fucking his hole, I had to get some cock up his ass. I told him to sit on my face again so I could get him really slicked up, which he did. I said, “Push out on your ass lips. I want to chew on your cunt. Get you all horny and make you beg me to fuck you.” He sat up an inch or two and I looked at his cunt. First it retracted in, then I saw his bright pink lips bloom out just a little, I put my mouth up to it and circled my teeth completely around his hole and began to nibble and lightly chew. He went nuts and started getting pretty loud. I was a little nervous that someone would hear us, but I was so far gone at this point I didn’t put much thought into it. He let me chew him out this way for several minutes. Then he pulled his puss from my mouth, spit on my cock and squatted down over my cock facing me. I love watching my cock disappear into a hot ass. There’s nothing like it. The big head just spread his hole and kept going all the way until I could see my bush hairs matting with his pussy. I reached under his balls and started mashing his pussy lips against my cock and he started riding harder. “Goddamn. Fuck me, fuck my ass.” He rode me like a pro. At one point he just fucked the head of my cock back and forth then he’d slam all the way to the back. He pushed up on the roof of the car and would grind his cunt to my pubic bone contracting his ass muscles. My boy was on fire. He pulled off me and went down on my cock again to get it wetter. Then he got on his back spread his legs and braced them on the roof of the car. I took another lick and then stuffed my swollen cock into his mancunt to the balls. I reached down and put one of his tits in my mouth and started to chew. He was delirious at this point. He kept trying to jack his cock, but I took his hands and held them above his head. I chewed his other tit and pumped him hard. My cock was coming all the way out and slamming back in making that nasty sloshing sound that you only get from having slutty sex. Sometimes, I would miss the entrance of his pucker and hit the edge of his ass wall and force its way in with a hard plop. He would grunt hard when this happened and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. He was so turned on. I could feel his heart beating faster and noticed his toes were curled. He was taking a real pounding. I couldn’t believe how hot his ass felt. My cock never had this much heat around it. All of a sudden, he had this shocked look on his face and I grew concerned that I may have hurt him. But then he screamed and his cock started shooting all by itself. One strand hit across his forehead and in his hair, next was a direct hit on his mouth and across his eye, several more after that was across his chest. While he was shooting, his pussy was really contracting back and forth. That sent me over the edge and I really started pounding him hard. I screamed, “I’m cumming!” He said, ‘Pull out.” I did and then my stud went down on me to the balls and took three or four spurts down his throat like a pro. He pulled back and another shot hit his open mouth. He looked so hot with all that cum on his face and in his hair and my cock dripping onto his tongue. He licked and sucked and milked and cleaned my cock completely up. We laid there panting catching our breath. “Fuck, dude, I needed that.” I agreed with him completely. We chatted while we dressed; picking strands of cum from each other’s hair and face and then walked back to the main street. We agreed that if we felt amorous again to meet in the park at the same time. I walked back to my hotel room with my sleeping roomies saying to myself, “Good morning Montreal.”
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Staying in AIRBNB off 7th Ave & 14th St. Hoping to hookup with tops to load me with some NY seed and DNA
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Hello all. Im based in kent and im looking to start a group with tops who want to breed me. I have wickr and whatsapp. If your interested let me know.
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So I’ve been reading back through my first pnp story, along with my new one I posted a few weeks past, and a lot of people liked the stories. I figured I could write some more of my tales. These are true stories, though some liberties were taken. ~Ken~ I hadn’t played in a while, and was cruising the bb sites I frequent. I came across a guy I had chatted with a few times, though pms and phone texts. We never could meet up because he moved around a lot and we never could get our timing right. Apparently the stars aligned for this night. His name was Dan, an older white gentlemen with a decent 7-8” thick cut cock. He liked to slam and he liked bottom boys who pnp’d and took his hard cock. He msg’d me on both sites and through text, saying that he was gonna party with a friend of his in a nearby town. I told him I had the evening free, had my poppers and lube, but definitely no supplies. He told me that’s not a problem, just bring that ass of mine, he wants to fuck me. He told me his friend’s name was Ken. He was an older white gentlemen, mostly bottom, but loved to host and watch people fuck. He gave me Ken’s number, along with his screennames. Ken and I exchanged a few messages, mostly just checking each other out. He was handsome, in some regards, but seem friendly. He gave me his address and really wanted me to come over. I quickly got cleaned out and cleaned up, and headed over. It was about a 20 minute drive from my house, so didn’t take me long to get there. It was a townhouse, and slightly obscured from the road. I found a place to park and made my way to the door. Dan greeted me as I knocked, and invited me in. Ken, the host, greeted me as well. He offered me a seat on the couch, as I put my stuff down. We all chit-chatted for a bit, while they got out their supplies. Bareback porn was playing on Ken’s tv. Ken offered me his pipe, so I took a few good hits. “Yeah, let’s get you flying a bit.” Ken said to me. “You’re really handsome you know, Keith.” I kinda blushed. I was starting to feel the effects, so I quickly stripped down. “Same to you. I think we’ll definitely have some fun tonight.” I replied, as I started to tweak my nipples a bit. I looked over to Dan, who I saw was preparing some points. “I’m definitely up for doing one of those.” Dan smiled. “I figured, from our talks. I don’t like to smoke, so this is how I like T.” He kept on preparing, as Ken and I made out a bit. Ken’s laptop dinged, and Ken broke off the kiss to check the message. “Oh, a friend of mine, real cute guy, says he wants to come have fun with us. He’s even willing to throw in for some tina.” Ken told us, throwing up the guys profile. Young, 20-something latino with a decent sized cock. “He’s vers top, loves to fuck.” “Sounds like fun.” I purred. “Cool, though if we’re gonna play all night, I think we’ll need more supplies.” Dan said, as he finished with his preparations. Ken and Dan started to discuss how to do it, connections they had. I just sat back, stroking my cock, watching the porn as they talked. They came to a decision that Dan would go out and get the supplies, since this was Ken’s house. They told me I could stay, since Dan vouched for me, even though he didn’t know me all that well. Ken’s friend arrived shortly after. His name was Raul, and he was cute in person. We shook hands, started to chit chat a bit. Ken had placed a small mattress on the floor, and was pulling out toys and lube. Dan then asked Raul if he pointed, which he said no, he just smoked. Dan offered him the pipe, and then called me over to where he was sitting. “So I’m gonna do you real fast, let you have some fun with these guys. I’ll be back in a bit with some more supplies. You’ll be good to go right?” He asked. I was a bit hestitant, but since I was flying a bit, I decided to just go with it. “Yeah. How do we want to do this?” So he proceeds to have me sit at the edge of the couch, nearest a light. Puts my arm on a pillow to balance it. Slips on the armband. Puts a heat rag on my elbow crease for a bit, to make the veins pop out a bit more. He then does an alcohol swab, cleans the area. “I’m giving you a .2, that cool?” I nod. He starts to prod my arm, trying to find a good vein. He finds one, and starts to insert the needle. He keeps checking on me. I tell him I’m good. Gets a flash of red. “Get ready.” He pushes the plunger down, then pulls out. Quickly puts down a swab, tells me to hold it, as he releases the band. I taste a bit of metallic, my lungs flash hot, and I feel the rush. The air is tingling around me. The lights get a bit brighter. I’m flying. I’m horny. I put my arms up, and just lay there. Dan starts to play with my nipples and cock. “How you feeling?” I purr. “Mmmm...fantastic. Oh I can’t wait to get fucked. Oh yeah. Mmmmm.” I’m slightly slurring my words, as I’m just getting hornier and hornier. Dan gets up to go check on Ken and Raul. They’ve gone off to another room, I think, for Ken to point himself. I’m just laying on the couch, fondling myself, tweaking my nipples. I sit up, find my bottle of poppers, and do a few hits. I’m rolling in wave after wave of ecstasy. I move down to the floor, where I spot one of Ken’s dildos, along with some lube. I lube it up, then my ass, and start to insert it in my ass. Raul comes back and sees me. I’m pretty much nearly riding the dildo, and tweaking my nipples. I look up at him and moan out, “I want to suck your cock. I want you fuck me.” “Oh yeah he’s flying guys.” Raul yells towards the hallway nearby. He walks over infront of me, and starts to undo his belt. “Go on there fag, suck this cock. You need to get me hard if you want me to fuck you.” His pants come down, and I take off his boxers, fishing out his cock. Its a decently sized cock, even barely hard. Uncut. “It’s been awhile since I’ve had uncut..” I murmur out, as I take him into my mouth. I’m just bobbing up and down on it, as he starts to get harder. Ken and Dan come back in, as I’m just going to town on Raul’s cock. “Told you he was a cocksucker.” Dan tells Ken, as they pass by. They chit chat for a bit, before Dan heads out to get supplies. Ken comes back over with the pipe and Raul hits it, blowing the clouds toward me. Ken gets on the floor next to me, and helps me suck Raul’s cock. “Mmm...just love sharing a cock with another flying pig.” He says, as he takes Raul’s cock from me. I do a couple hits of poppers, and then ride the wave as I lick Raul’s balls. Raul has hit the pipe a few times, and is getting pretty hard. He hands the pipe to Ken, and then finishes taking off his clothes. He gets on the floor next to me and we start to make out. Ken joins us and all three of us are just exchanging tongues. I pull back, and tell Raul I need him to fuck me. He rolls onto his back, and tells me to get on my knees infront of him, in between his legs. He pulls me back a bit more, and pushes on my back for me to lean down more. He starts to play with my hole, lubing and fingering it a bit. I feel his cock pressing in, so I hit the poppers, just as he slides in. He has me basically fucking myself on his cock for a good while. I’m moaning and enjoying myself, while Ken talks dirty to us. Raul continued this for a bit, with me mostly doing the work, fucking myself on his cock. He would occasionally be moaning out, saying how hot it was to watch my ass on his cock. After a while I had to stop, as my legs were cramping from the position. He moved me to lay on my side, and continued to work his cock in me. Ken presented his cock to me, so I started sucking on that. Eventually he moved into a 69 position to work my soft cock. It all felt wonderful. This last for a good while. I was starting to come down a bit, so Raul took to fucking Ken doggy style. I got underneath him and sucked Ken’s cock, watching the action of ass fucking right up close and personal. It was hot as hell. They did this for a good ten, fifteen minutes, before Dan showed back up. We took a break to hydrate, chat a bit. They divided out the supplies they had gotten, and Dan went to work on making more points for him and myself. He asked how my evening was doing, and I told him great, but that I really hoped he fucked me, since his cock was nice and thick. Not that I didn’t mind Raul’s, it was just average, and my tina-fueled cock-needing brain wanted big. So he gives me a smaller dose, about a .15, and hits me up again. I laid on the couch letting the wave ride over me, as he did his. We started to make out a bit on the couch, and after a bit of time, I went down on his cock. He immediately pulled me off though, saying my goatee was a bit too much on it. I apologized and suggested that he just fuck me. He replied he still needed to get hard, but he’ll get there. He ended up moving to a nearby chair, jerking his cock into life. I laid down on the floor next to Raul and Ken. Ken didn’t want to do another point, so he and Raul were just passing back and forth the pipe, shotgunning every other hit or so. I took a couple of shotgun hits, making me fly even higher. I nestled in between Ken and Raul, and we started to make out and feel each other up. I asked Raul if he liked to be rimmed, and he said yeah, he’s vers and loves it. So I took a few hits of poppers, and dove between his legs. I was on my hands and knees, ass in the air, facing a bit towards the chair, hoping Dan would take the hint to come fuck me. But as I worked my tongue into Raul’s ass, I saw the Dan had fallen asleep. The other two noticed as well. Ken just shrugged and said this was his first time really meeting Dan, didn’t know much about him other than through mutual friends and chats. So I went back to rimming Raul, while Ken went to rim me a bit. It felt so good feeling a tongue back there. He tried to fuck me, but was having some serious t-dick. Raul pulled me off his ass, and told me to ride him. I was a bit worried, seeing how I was a bit taller and a bit heavier, but it worked for a bit. It felt great having my ass filled, while Ken worked my nipples. He even fed me poppers for a bit as well. Raul would end up fucking me in a few more positions, occasionally fucking Ken as well. Dan slept through most of this, with us figuring he had done too much, been up too much, and just crashed. He was fine otherwise, once he came too. We all chit chatted as we started to come down a bit. Dan ended up leaving before us, followed by Raul. So I stayed a bit with Ken chatting, while also taking a shower and cleaning out. He was a very nice guy. He enjoyed being a bottom, occasionally topping. He also parTied a lot, and knew a lot of about pnping. He even knew a guy that might have come over this night, but that guy liked to parTy at his house. His friend was a big dicked top who never got tdick and could fuck for hours. He and Ken had been chatting throughout the evening, at various times we stopped or I was preoccupied with Raul. The guy really wanted to fuck me, having liked my pictures and profiles on the various sites I’m on. Since I was still a bit horny and still wanted to play, I told Ken that I wouldn’t mind meeting up with this guy. So Ken gave me his number and told me to text him. I got my stuff together, and said my goodbyes to Ken. I started to text the guy, who’s name was Harley, as I drove off. I hadn’t gotten too far, when I got a response back from him.
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I’ll be ass up in bed on all fours blindfolded. I’ll buzz you in, you let yourself in and come to the bedroom, lube next to the bed, drop your load in me and go. 36, 6'2, 255, smooth, clean-cut, discrete.
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Just a quick update on my newfound sluthood. Went to Treasure Chest this afternoon. Didn't have much time but didn't need it. Was there maybe two minutes and an average looking 30-something with a nice up-curved 7" slipped into my booth. Started sucking him. He made appreciative noises and reached for my ass. I asked if he wanted to fuck me. He said "yes" so I gave it up to him. Spit fuck. He pre-cummed alot. Beautiful fuck. An older guy watched us for a bit. When he asked if he could cum in me, I said, "Breed me." and he did. Sloppy load. He pulled out and zipped up and left. He was a cum-and-done kinda guy. I sat and fingered my cummy hole licking the ass-jizz from my fingers. Next an older guy with a smallish cock and a dominant attitude facefucked me and trash talked at me. So hot. Filled my mouth and slapped my face pretty hard and left. Fuck, so nice. Next thing I know this 20-something is peeking in. He's blond, round and shaved head. He's so sweet and obviously horny as fuck. I started sucking him. He pulled me up for a kiss. He was a grower, not a shower. Nice bone once he got it up. Lust lit up his pretty blue eyes. I asked if he wanted to fuck me. He said yes and I guided his prick into my sloppy hole. He was loving it. Moaning and talking dirty. Asked if I wanted his load. I said breed me and he did. We kissed a little more. He slipped out of the booth. I was out of time. One my way out I peeked in a booth in use. The kid was sucking on a really hot bear. Fuck. If I had had more time that could have been load three in my ass. God, I'm having such fun. It's only 7p and the spouse of asleep. Hoping to get a little more before the night is over. Oink.
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Ok gents, this is the final edit of my short smut. I hope you sick fucks enjoy this twist. THE GIVING MAN The Giving Man is what they call me. In a sense, it’s fitting, being as I am known for being generous. But perhaps I’m being vague also on the title that is now so endearing to me, for I no longer give money or support to just anyone anymore nor do I have a sugar baby. I’ve learned that lesson all too well. I am hiv positive gay man in his mid-forties that gives the gift of infecting those who choose to be infected with the virus. Hence the title that I am aptly labeled; Giving Man. Judge away, it is of no concern to me. I do not infect those who are ignorant of my status and I don’t lie or hide it either. Those I infect know exactly what they are getting into. But that’s beside the point, I was actually given the title long before I infected anyone, for I use to be a sugar daddy. That is until I was horribly wronged by a beautiful charlatan that almost destroyed me. Do you have time for a story? It’s obvious you do otherwise what the fuck are you doing reading this right now? Not that I’m bitching, I can wait to tell you my tale of revenge if need be, otherwise here it goes: —————- I am a damn good looking guy, tall dark and handsome standing six feet, three inches, two hundred and thirty pounds of hard hairy muscle, black hair with some silver, brown eyes with a clean cut beard. I would even confess that some would call me a dashing, strapping stud on his way to silver fox daddy status. I’m also fairly wealthy to boot and the boys are easily seduced by my charms. I was undetectable, once, until a vicious villainous brat made me change my mind about my status. As a successful plot of revenge I let my status go from undetectable to infectious. But it wasn’t always that way. I had gotten infected when I was thirty after participating in a gang bang conversion party. I was high from meth and I wasn’t sorry. I knew the risks and I still use from time to time. But I use it only for enhanced sex and never to to cope as most would say as an excuse for their addiction. I happen to be quite responsible when it comes to partying and I respect drugs, never abusing them. However I use to be aware of the fact that I am responsible for this status and I took my meds when directed which was once everyday. So yes I was undetectable, until I met this jerk who ruined me emotionally and used me for my money and shelter among other necessities, and for what? Well in the end I had the last laugh. With some help I was a part of a coup d’état get back what he paid me, and more. So anyway to cut to the chase, shortly after I was diagnosed I got on my meds and was undetectable a month after. That's around when I met an eighteen year old bottom boy who was cute as can be, red hair, blue eyes, fair skin with lots of hair everywhere, from chest to the rest, hair blanketed his heavenly slim form. Very sexy, and red heads who are handsome are exceptionally rare to me, sorry to most of you gingers out there, I mean no offense. This guy was from a well off Christian family who disowned him for being gay, and threw him out on the street. If it weren’t for me, heaven knows what he would have done aside from selling his tight little asshole to disgusting degenerates too hideous for his sensibilities. Again I’m not insulting those who pay for sex, I do without shame, but I’m speaking from this cunts point of perspective. But I digress. I met him in Chicago during IML and he had lost his job and started selling himself to survive. He was fresh on the street and I could tell he had never done anything of this nature before. So I hired him for the night and pretty much he’s been with me ever since then. Well he was with me until a little over a year ago to be exact. He had been with me for close to nine years. That’s how long I took care of this pariah, and I had nothing to show for it. The thing is, we never fucked in those long nine years. Nope, not even a kiss or a blow job had come between us. Why you may ask? I don’t fucking know. Maybe because I was that kind of chump that wanted his heart before sinking my thick hairy dick into his bubblegum colored asshole that I’m sure was covered in thick red hair. Plus I believed he would come around and we would end up married...and boy was I a real fucking chump then! His name was Tyke, (yeah go figure) and as I said he was eighteen at the time and fresh on the street. In fact I was his first customer and his last as far as I know. So I hired him and we went into my hotel room where he was propositioning guys for cash, and instead of fucking him, I listened to his story and respected his virtue and did nothing sexual. We cuddled that night and I stupidly fell for it. I wasn’t too sure he was being honest about his status so we went to the Howard Brown Clinic there in Boystown to get his test results, to which we found out his wasn’t reactive to the instant HIV test, meaning he was negative. I got him some PrEP and told him to start taking it immediately, for it would keep him safe from the virus if he should ever decided to be a fucking cum dump for me or anyone else or if somehow my meds couldn’t protect him. There’s always that slim chance. So that was that. Tyke came home with me to Palm Springs, California where he wanted for nothing. I gave him everything he desired. I got him a car, his own room with toys like video game systems, exercise equipment, memberships to the gym I attended, food, expensive clothes, spirits to lift his mood, cannabis for which he smoked immense amounts of, I mean anything he wanted, even cocaine. But no to the meth, he said to me once out of nowhere, so I kept my use of it secret. No sense alarming him over something I had control over. He never knew as far as I thought. Then he started working as a bartender, to which he only worked for a split minute before I encouraged him to live off an allowance I was willing to give him. He sure acted like he loved me then, but yet we still didn’t fuck. For some reason he had an excuse as to why he wouldn’t. The biggest and most important of these bullshit reasons was; “I wanna save myself for marriage,” he would respond. “Ok,” I said to him, “I can respect that.” And that was that. I just held him and we slept. Nothing to it. A few months later I noticed he was jerking off and so I thought he was starting to let loose and maybe I could infringe upon him my desires and hopefully get my dick wet. So I entered his room naked and wanting his youthful form to grind and take in my mature rock hard handsome form. Surprised at my deliberate sensual act he exclaimed, “I’m not ready for that, I’m sorry!” “No, no,” I said like a fucking dimwit, “I was wrong to assume.” He gave me a peck on the lips and smiled, “Good night,” and turned over and fell asleep soundly. Frustrated at myself for thinking he was ready I went back into my room, closed the door, then I slammed myself with some tina and jerked off all night to porn. This was my sex life for several years. What an idiot I was. For months I would try and try to convince him that I loved him, which I did, and that I wanted to make him my husband and finally fuck him, but he would conveniently avoid the subject and talk about going to school for psychology and then maybe afterward he would consider it, to which I agreed and even funded his college along with all he ever wanted or needed. Then a few months became one year, then one year became seven years, but still no dipping the wick for me even though I had offers left and right from some hot looking twinks. I wanted him, only him and he knew he had me and used that to his advantaged unbeknownst to my dumb ass. So right before the time he wronged me, he was in his mid-twenties, and he looked amazing. He was working out, eating right, and going to school, making good marks even graduating with a degree and starting his own practice with my help of course. Needless to say I was proud of him, except he still refused me. I would remind him of his promise to consider it which he would aptly reply, “I’m still in the process,” “Fine,” I would sigh. “If you wanna be with someone else, go for it. But if you wanna be with me you have to wait. That’s just how I roll. But don’t worry, you will be the first to know!” Needless to say that night I slammed some more tina and jerked off to porn. Those nights were becoming more and more frequent but I was careful not to over-indulge. But the frustration was building up and it wouldn’t be long before I would have to terminate this bullshit deal he was giving me. ————— One night it would draw to a head, I was sick of his crap and he was starting to get on my nerves, expecting me to wait on him hand and foot. He also just assumed that I would buy him everything without any fucking gratitude. Finally on the night in question, I was fed up with his refusal to marry me or to at least kiss me with some tongue. Come to find out he had his agenda and it surfaced. He had read my documents from the doctors office and didn’t tell me until I brought the subject of marriage up once again to which he had a definitive answer, “Sweetheart,” The fucking faggot said in his tone of arrogance, “I will never marry you.” “What?” I said on the verge of tears, “but why?!” “First off you haven’t been honest with me about your status. You’re positive?” “Yes, but I was never dishonest,” I answered to which he shook his femmy peacock head at me. “Um yeah you were,” he sneered, “you didn’t tell me that you were hiv positive, so…” “I never told you because it never came up,” I argued, “you never asked nor did it seem like you cared. Besides I’m undetectable do you know what that means?” “Yes,” he said, with his now muscular arms crossed, “but you could still infect me.” “Not if you’re taking your PrEP!” I said with irritation, “are you taking your PrEP?” “No! But so what? That has nothing to do with it,” he said, the cocky dicksuck, “Besides, the man I would love and marry wouldn’t need meds, nor would I need them to have sex with him.” I scoffed at that statement, “Oh my lord, this is fucking insane!” “How so?” He barked at me, “We wouldn’t be encumbered by such precautionary notions because we would be a natural couple, understand?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “No,” I barked at him, “I don’t understand, please enlighten me on how I am not natural?” He fucking sighed at me, “What I mean by natural is with no need of pills or condoms or risks between us like other normal couples.” “What the fuck do you know about normal! I am normal!” He continued, “You are not normal, silly sad little man. In fact, you are unnatural, and therefore you and I will never happen.” I was fucking livid, “I fucking supported you for these several years, giving you anything you wanted, paying your way, giving you opportunity you wouldn’t have had otherwise!” “I may have, so that’s incorrect to say.” “Not on the street as a fucking hustler! How could you have such a disgusting and vile notion of the man who loves you unconditionally?” “I never asked for all of this,” he said peering at his manicured nails, the fucking faggot, “you offered and I obliged. Who wouldn’t?” I was torn apart by what he was telling me and began to cry, “And what now, my love? Are you to expect me to support you after saying such atrocious words to the man who fucking loves you!?” “Why no,” he said smiling, “the allowance you have allotted me over the years has allowed me to accumulate my own wealth and now with my business up and going, and a nice chunk of change, for which I do appreciate. Alas, however, I am sorry to say your service is no longer needed.” “My fucking services?!” I barked. “I leave within the hour. I’ve had my stuff packed and shipped to my new place in LA. I prepared for this exodus from you weeks before graduation. I have set myself up pretty nice now thanks to your generous yet gullible nature.” I picked up a very expensive sculpture I had acquired in Spain, and threw it at him, to which he quickly dodged and then tackled me. He was much stronger now and had me pinned to the floor of our living room, correction, MY living room, it was never his. He laughed in my face and said, “Foolish old man, you didn’t really believe I would marry an infected piece of shit like you? Look at me! I am gorgeous, smart, young and I’ve already fallen head over heels for a worthy fellow who is also young, gorgeous, smart and even has his own accumulated income.” “No…” I wailed and the tears covered my face. “That’s right, I have a boyfriend in the city waiting for me, waiting to fuck me again and again! Fuck he’s hot! Hotter than you!” “Fuck you, faggot!” I struggled to get up but he still had me pinned. “He is so good in bed, let just tell you all about it!” “No,” I cried. “He’s fucked me so many times, why, I may be the first pregnant man without being transgendered.” “YOU ASSHOLE!” I screamed to which he punched me in the gut and I was down for the count. He whispered in my ear, “I got you, my sweet friend. You were waiting for nothing and you didn’t read the signs of my brilliant designs. Oh well, we live and learn don’t we?” We live and learn, I began to sob. He laughed as he stood up and brushed himself off, “Oh boo-hoo, fucker! You had your designs on me so obviously I felt no guilt twisting the trick upon you. It’s what I call a flip slip and it’s deserving of you to have such done to ya since you were so eager to fuck me with your infected cock!” “Mark me, boy,” I said with tears of rage as I was getting up, “one year from now, it will be me who has the last chuckle of this whole charade. It will be you who weeps in the end and I who laughs at your demise.” Tyke laughed so hard he almost fell backwards and then said, “Right, old man, whatever makes you sleep at night.” Another man came from behind him, Asian, and well formed, but smooth. He had let himself in no doubt and Tyke was expecting him. “Is everything ready,” Tyke said without taking his eyes off of me, “It’s time for me to get the fuck out of this dungeon.” “Why yes,” the Asian said, “your lover awaits. Is all well here? Did you defeat this tyrant?” Tyrant? So the fucker lied about me to make me the villain. Fucking piece of shit. “He can no longer hurt me,” Tyke said, “he’s just a stupid lonely sad old man.” As soon as I got up, Tyke kicked me back to the ground and I lay there in pain as they both left laughing. When I was finally able to stand I wailed in agony for the wrong that had been done. But at the time there was nothing I could have done. I didn’t want meth because I didn’t want to be conscious any longer, so I busted into my wine cellar and drank and drank and drank… Later that night after drinking to the point of almost dying, I crawled into my bed, and fell asleep. No more I could do for that day, except rest. ——— Two months passed and I was numb to the world. The only thing that mattered was getting that fuck head back. But how? I had no idea where he lived or how I could do justice to the insidious deed that he had done to me. I felt that I had lost to him and there was no way I would get retribution for his crimes against me. That is until I met a man named Chemical Mike. Chemical Mike was a chemist that cooked and sold the best meth in the land. He was a mystery, a legend, maybe even a myth, for no one had ever seen him before. I figured he was a conglomeration of dealers and chemists using his name as a false handle to throw off the law. But then he contacted me through a note and a network of people he had working for him. The note, I found in my stash of meth I kept well hidden and locked away in a safe beneath my floorboards in my closet. So immediately I was shocked when I found said note with a couple of syringes filled with what I assumed was loaded shots of different colors. The note said; Your burden weighs heavy my friend, but if you come to me, you shall be released! I know of the sin committed against you and I want to help. Bring these shots to the bus station downtown and there you will meet a man who goes by the name Hobo Joe. He is the boatman to my River Styx, if you catch my drift? I didn’t but I continued reading the message to myself, He will lead you to a car that will lead you to me after you give him these loaded shots. Do it now and be quick, for Hobo Joe leaves the bus station for the shelter at 10pm and then he’s in for the night. The sooner you get to Hobo Joe the sooner you will get to me and you shall have your revenge. Destroy this note by stuffing it into the capsule that is with the shots and swallow it. Do it now. Do it quick. For you never know who may be watching. - Chem M I wasted no time, I followed his instructions and balled up the thin paper into the capsule and swallowed it, then locked up my safe, which made a hissing sound but I had no time to check it, and then I left. I didn’t go back to my house again until about a year and a half later to sell it. As I drove to the bus depot, some cop cars went the opposite direction, speeding and flashing their lights. It was strange because my gut was reassuring me that I had left in time. Hopefully they hadn’t spotted this Chem M who said he would help me. But I thought nothing more of it. I was at the bus station close to ten at night when I saw Hobo Joe outside by the trash, dressed in what looked like a cloak and robes all tattered and filthy. I could not see his face which made him look ethereal and sinister. I went to him and introduced myself. He was expecting me. “Payment for transit to the one who seeks you,” he said to me in a raspy voice that sounded like he had swallowed glass. I gave him the loaded shots within the brown paper bag to conceal them and after inspection he signaled me to follow him three blocks away where a black sedan was waiting. I turned to thank him but he had vanished already. Strange but again I didn’t think anything of it. Probably best, I thought. I got into the car from the back passenger seat, when suddenly the driver, a muscular handsome black man, pulled out a gun and said, “Hold up now, muthafucka, are you packin?” “N-no,” I squealed, “Chemical Mike told me to follow Hobo Joe to this car!” “I know that, you son of a bitch! But are you armed?” “No!” I groaned, “I don’t like guns!” The man laughed and put his piece away, “Cool.” “I’m—“ I began to introduce myself but he stopped me. “I don’t give a fuck who you are, man. I’m just your driver, that’s it.” “Ok,” I said quickly and located my seatbelt straps. “Hold on now, sucka, cuz we got one bitch of a night to drive through.” As I buckled my seatbelt he floored the gas and sped out, through the side streets onto the main highway then out of town, and for two hours he drove and I sat silent. We stopped in the middle of the desert and then drove off road after passing a billboard that said, “SAFETY BELTS SAVE LIVES.” He drove me into wild country for about another hour thirty minutes and the ride was bumpy. He was flying over the sand in this pumped up sedan I thought would stall. It we made it to what looked like a camp with tents everywhere. Then he stopped in front of a huge RV that looked really expensive located past what looked like a camp with tents and shanty structures. This vehicle was towards the back of the camp close to a rocky steppe that was near the mountains. The RV was a shiny black with extended windows and what looked like running water and electricity, it also had satellite dishes on top. It was located next to a nice big bonfire not far from the settlement we walked through. We got out of the car and I followed the driver to the bonfire nearby. People were fucking around the fire, men and women, hopefully of age, naked and writhing against each other. The orgy distracted me a little because the man grabbed me and said, “Pay attention, muthafucka!” and he brought me into the RV. —————— It was so beautiful on the inside, bigger than what I expected, much larger than a bus, decked out with anything and everything the modern world had to offer. We walked into the living area where a gay porn was playing on a huge flatscreen and it was being controlled from someone sitting a huge sofa chair, facing away from where we came in so therefore it concealed whoever was sitting in it. I assumed it was Chemical Mike. “I am just outside that door, sucka,” the driver said while cocking his gun, “all it would take is one wrong move and your ass is iced, got it?” I nodded and he left me alone with the chair facing the monitor, which the monitor was around seventy inches at least. The porn flipped off and then there was a recording of me and Tyke that night! I watched as Tyke left with the Asian laughing. He had been spying on me! Then there were mini screens of Tyke meeting with a handsome Latin man during school, and Tyke getting fucked by him unbeknownst to them. This guy had been tracking Tyke’s pursuits. But why? “You truly have been had, my friend,” a voice from the chair said as it slowly turned revealing a man in his late thirties. He was handsome with black hair, green eyes and olive skin, slender, with a beard unkempt and kind of scraggly but he looked well manicured otherwise. His clothes were simple, an Addidas tee-shirt with plaid shorts and orange rubber sandals, the rest of his outfit was in tones of red and brown. “You have me at a disadvantage it seems,” I said to him standing there. “So it seems,” he said with a smile. Man was he fucking sexy! The more I gazed upon him, the more I liked what I was looking at. He was definitely an otter. “Your ex-boyfriend, our enemy, Tyke?” He started with his hands together on his lap, “has been a thorn in our side, no?” “I'm sorry and please forgive my indiscretion,” I asked somewhat confused, “but what has he done to you?” I was hoping it wouldn’t piss him off enough to call in that armed guard he had at the door. “Well shit,” he said as he stood up, “I’m jumping ahead here. I suppose, first, I should introduce myself. I’m Mike.” “Hello Mike,” I said and offered my hand to him, to which he refrained from taking so I lowered it quickly, “Chemical Mike I presume?” “You presume correctly,” he said as he pulled a remote from his pocket and clicked the button on it switching the screen to Tyke working with the DEA, “So, this little fuck, forgive my language, has been helping the police take down my men. He has helped the pigs sack twelve of my most successful plugs in the Palm Springs area already. I’m losing business because of this fuckhead and I want payback!” “Gotcha,” I said now understanding where this was headed. Mike walked a bit closer to me and asked, “Just who does this faggot think he is? What, he thinks his shit don’t stink, and thinks that he can just waltz upon my domain and piss upon my face?” “I’m sorry about that,” I said to him, “I had no idea.” “You do know you get your stuff from me right? Mostly everyone does in the LA area. I’ve got this place on lockdown because my shit is the shit! The best!” “Again I had no idea.” “I can tell,” he said and clicked the remote again to reveal the DEA at my house! “What the fuck—“ I exclaimed. “You’re ex here has thrown you under the NARC bus it seems…” “But...why?” “He’s found out your little secret, my product that you dabble in, and now plans to bury you and me with it.” I was shocked beyond comprehension. That slimy red haired fuck! They were at my house searching for drugs but as it seemed they found nothing yet. “Don’t worry,” Mike said, “when they find your safe full of my product, it will already be destroyed. Didn’t you hear that hissing noise?” I was now recalling it, “Yes but I didn’t think anything of it.” He smiled and started walking around the room revealing his chemistry devices he had hidden. “As you now realize, I am a chemist. Actually I’m the superlative of chemist. I’m the best there ever was.” “Wow,” I was dumbfounded. “I have placed a small acid bomb of my own design in your safe, which activated after you shut and locked it.” “How did you—“ “I am incredibly smart, and very stealthy.” “Amazing,” I said. I was seriously impressed and also frightened. If he could move that fast and unnoticed, what could he do to me that I hadn’t even fathomed? He continued, “Worry not, my friend. i won’t hurt you. And don’t worry about the safe or the product, I can reimburse you.” “What will this bomb do to the safe?” Chemical Mike smiled, “It will destroy everything within the safe and break it down the drugs to a molecular level so that the product can not be traced.” “And the safe?” “Compromised, toast, including the lock so not only will they have a wonderful time trying to get it open, but when they finally do open it, they will find a very dangerous chemical, which is my trademark for those who pry too much in my affairs. That is of course if they have a warrant to open the safe and if they find it of course.” “What does the chemical do?” Chemical Mike laughed as he concealed his chemistry sets and then said, “Many of these DEA fucks have lost fingers and face parts fucking with me and my clientele! If they do find this safe of yours and try to open it? Tender parts will be compromised.” “Will I get in trouble?” “Nah,” he said, waving his hand at me, “because you aren’t holding anything illegal anymore, and you have a right to set legal booby traps. My friend Nico, who does security, recommends such devices.” “Forgive me but I still don’t understand,” I replied, “What do I have to do with you? Why me? Why did you spy on me?” “Believe it or not,” Mike said walking up to me, “you are one of my favorite clients. You don’t rat my dealers out, in fact you have good rapport with them, you keep your nose clean, you’re discreet about your use, not even your backstabbing beau knew of your vice until a few months ago, to which he incorporated into his plans to leave you hapless, just so you wouldn’t have any funny ideas of payback, I imagine.” “That fucking prick!” I exclaimed, but Mike held his hand up. “However,” Mike reassured me, “he couldn’t prove that you were doing anything until he helped bust your dealers, which are MY top employees and also close friends. So you see this situation has made us strange bedfellows.” “What are you saying?” I was trying to get to the point here to which he said gruffly, “My fucking men are in county jail because of this lying manipulative red headed cunt! I want his blood! And you my dear are going to help me get it.” I was speechless, he kept going as he walked around me, “I had to wait though before I could make my move due to the delicacy of the situation. I didn’t want to get you in trouble but also I had to wait for him to strike so that I could get one of my stealthy employs to sneak the trap and the message into your abode. Plus I want to help you. I’ve been watching you for awhile, for reasons that are my own.” And there it was. I didn’t even need to think about it. I would help him destroy this fucking twat. “What do you want me to do?” I asked. “So you will help me bring this fucker down?” Mike asked surprisingly. “Why not?” I asked, “I said I would have my revenge in a year.” “Yes,” he said as he continued to make his revolution around me, “curious as to how you would know that or figure that in.” “I dunno,” I said as I peered down to my feet, “just something within me made me say it. Maybe it was my anger and pain.” He stopped in front of me smiling and said, “Or maybe I subliminally integrated that within you with some simple psychology, like playing a subliminal message in your room when you argued with him that day.” “Wait,” I said as I looked at him, “what?” He smiled and started to walk around me again, “I knew he was using you for awhile now and I couldn’t figure out why he would. You’re smart and handsome and quite a catch.” “A catch that caught the booty cooties, I’m infected with HIV,” I responded, “which is why he refused me and also reminds me that I must take my pill now.” “I would let you fuck me,” he said as he was coming around to the front of me, “but I too am hiv positive so...anyway, you’re undetectable now?” “Yes,” I said reaching for my meds that were in my pocket. When I found them I opened the lid and was about to take a pill out and swallow it when he stopped me. “Listen to me for a moment,” Mike said, “what if you infected him with the virus and then helped me frame him for everything? Set his red ass up and have him put away for a long time, simultaneously freeing my employees and getting the DEA off my dick to boot? I’ll pay you, no, reward you for a job well done?” Immediately I was interested, “How?” “Simple,” he said and grabbed my meds and threw them into the garbage dispenser that was nearby which was industrial model because it ate the bottle within seconds. I gasped but he stopped me, “Hey now, don’t worry. After a year, and the deed is done you can start taking them again.” “I’ll develop a mutation that will make me resistant to my meds.” “Nuh uh,” he said and stuck a shot into my arm and injected the contents within immediately which made me scream, “FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK!?” “Shhhhhhhh,” he said trying to calm me, “behave yourself or my man outside will blow your dome clear the fuck off your neck, boo.” The guy came in gun in hand and assessed the situation, “Everything cool?You want me to ice this bitch?” “No Franklin,” Mike said rubbing my arm, “tell ya what, take the rest of the night off. You did good, man. I got this fool.” Franklin looked at me then at Mike, “if you need me…” “Right,” Mike said smiling, “I call ya.” “Watch yourself, sucka!” Franklin said and then left us alone. “You see,” Mike said still rubbing the injection site, “gotta be cool around me, man.” “What the fuck did you inject me with?” I managed to whimper. Then Mike said, “My chemical masterpiece, this is my special recipe that will stop your body from developing a resistance to the drugs you’re taking for it without suppressing the virus. This one shot I gave you will last a year from this day. After a year you will need to take your meds again, that is unless I give you another shot.” “I’ve never heard of such a drug that is able to do that!” I exclaimed rubbing my arm. “No one has,” Mike said throwing the needle into the grinding dispenser, “I discovered a way to suppress the body developing a resistance while keeping it viral. I am the greatest chemist to have ever lived, ya know.” I was pleasantly shocked. He smiled, patted my shoulder and then walked back to his seat and clicked the monitor back to porn. “So,” he said as he sat down, “Mr. Giving Man, let’s be friends, what do you say?” I couldn’t help but smile. —— So after we discussed the plan that I agreed to, Mike lead me outside and past the orgy and then set me up in a tent outside. I was to stay with the rest of his crew who were still in the midst of the orgy by the fire. He said I could join them or not but either or we started early in the morning so best get some rest. So I refrained from pleasure. I wanted to save my load for the bastard that ruined my life, and Mike was going to help me with that. Months passed, and during this time I remained in the desert with Mike, and he worked me out hard. First, he taught me chemistry. He taught me how to make meth, then he taught me the business; the best way to distribute product, then how to use it in moderation and how to administer others without missing the vein, what to do if I missed, medical procedures and prognosis and such. He taught me everything because he said, “It will make you far more creative when you finally faced the cocksucking bastard. Plus I like ya and want to show you the basics of my work. Just don’t start cooking it without my consent and start your own business or I will find you, are we cool on that?” “Yessir,” I said. He gave me the look of lust, licking his lips after saying that. “Don’t make me punish you,” he said as we got back to my training. We flirted a lot. But he was very strict otherwise and was adamant about this plot so the flirting ended as soon as it started at times. Eventually, I learned all of the rules of the meth game. But that wasn’t all. Mike taught me how to use a gun, how to tie someone up, and kidnap them without leaving any traces. He taught me how to sneak quietly and silently like a spider about to pounce on its prey. Then he made me lift weights and had one of his men teach me hand to hand combat. I learned everything from how to subdue someone quickly and quietly to using chemicals to stun my targets. Mike taught me about chloroform and it’s uses. Basically Chemical Mike made me into his weapon, his administer, and eventually, even his lover. ——— I remember the night he practically seduced me, although he blames me for the seduction. It’s neither here nor there... It was a week before D-day, so I had to prepare. I was doing push ups outside about ten yards from the RV and I was hot and sweaty from the workout in the desert and he came to me with some water. I stopped and drank. I was hot and I felt my muscles flexing now without effort, flexing more so than they ever had, and he quietly watched me as I poured the water down my steamy hot body, and I swear, it was just to cool down. I wiped the water from my face and chest with my shirt I had on earlier and… “Come,” Mike said without giving me the notion of being turned on, “we have much to discuss about the week at hand.” I followed him into the RV and he lead me passed his living area and passed the lab where he cooked meth into the room I had never been in. It was his lavish Persian like bedroom, lavish because it was adorned with fine fabrics and cushions with mirrors surrounding the room and lights of purple, red, pink, and blue making the area seductive to the sights. Marble statues of naked men were placed in areas around the bedroom. It was quite the hedonist den. Electronic music played in the background and a large flatscreen upon the wall played Treasure Island Media, and I recognized the scene called Primal which was one of the best scenes shot in porn ever. I was about as big as the top and he was about the size of the bottom, I noticed. He sat down at the table and pulled out some shots and said, “I am well pleased with your progress. So let’s take a few days off and just have some fun.” “Really?” I said to him as I sat across from him, “shouldn’t we focus on the task at hand?” He shot me a look of disdain and then nodded his head to the screen, “You see that porn that is playing right now? I have always wanted to be fucked that way, and to my disappointments never had the chance. Now look at you. You’re about Luca Bondi’s size because of my training. So, you owe me for that killer body you now possess, do you not?” I smiled, “I suppose so.” Mike undressed to his jockstrap and his body was beautiful, no, absolutely gorgeous! He was slender but firm, wasn’t as hairy as I am, but he had tufts of it on his chest, in his groin area, and on the small of his back and of course moderately covering his ass and crack. His black hair was radiant and green eyes beamed. Chemical Mike was a fine stock of male. Yeah I wanted him. To tell the truth I wanted him when I first laid eyes on him. “Do you want to administer me,” he asked as he wrapped the tourniquet around his arm and then placed it downward upon his knee. “Are you sure,” I asked. “No, but,” he said, “I trust you. I want you to know that.” “I trust you too,” I said as I grabbed the loaded shot and went for his arm. I found the fat vein I needed and followed protocol, using an alcoholic swab over the injection site. Before I pierced him with the needle, I leaned in and kissed the vein and looked up at him. He was smiling. “Oh you’re such a Romeo aren’t ya?” He chuckled. Quietly, I smiled and got down to business. I positioned the bevel up with the point flush against his skin. “Ready,” I said in a deep masculine voice looking up at him. “Born ready,” he smiled, “show me what you have learned out here in the desert.” “Ok,” Without hesitation I pierced him quickly and pulled back the plunger and immediately a red silky stream flashed into the barrel, and as quickly as I pulled back, I pushed the plunger in silently as he pulled the tourniquet off. I pulled the needle out quickly and he bellowed out a huge cough. And then his rush turned him red like a rose. “Holy fucking Moley!” He exclaimed as he tore his jockstrap off and fell on the bed rubbing his cock which was erect and then rubbed his beautiful hairy hole which was now exposed, “I have never let anyone do that to me before!” “Really?” I chuckled as I ripped off my shirt and pants, “I don’t believe you.” “No shit!” He said, as I looked into his eyes, which were now black and shaped as saucers, “you’re the first.” “I’m honored,” I smiled. I wrapped the tourniquet around my left bicep and pumped my hand. I walked over next to him and I laid down naked on the bed next to him as I slowly injected myself. I snapped the tourniquet off before pulling out the needle so not to cause bruising and then it hit me like a fucking semi truck. I coughed so much and moaned because it was so intense and laid closer next to him and controlled my breathing. He giggled and stared at me as I got it together. I looked at him and he kissed me long and deep in the mouth and I gave it right back. He tasted like tina and sweat. Thank god the room was cool with air conditioning or we would have suffered heat stroke. We were both hot and sweaty as our bodies came together, wet and slippery, grinding our erections together, feeling my cock get plumper as we did. Suddenly he went down upon me licking my pits which were ripe from working out in the desert, then to my hard nipples which were wired to my cock, making it harder still. Then he was on my dick with his wet mouth that seemed to take the whole length down until he gagged just a bit but this wasn’t his first rodeo. He sucked dick like a fucking champion. “Oh fuck,” I moaned as he caramelized my cock with his saliva and started making slurping sounds taking my girth and length all the way in and out, drenching it after a few moments. He then stopped and got on his back and signaled me with his hands to come to him, which I did, dripping sweat along the way, reaching my face to his face as he wrapped his arms around me and I felt my cock slide like a hot dog into a bun across his perky asshole, the wrinkles of it stimulating my thick engorged shaft. We kissed long and deep as we grinded and he moaned into my mouth as my tongue thrust into his throat, and then I started sucking his mouth open, making him moan even harder into it. Finally it was time to fuck as I lifted my body up to view the hole I was going to fill with cock. I spit and it fell directly upon the orifice which seemed to drink it instantly, then I inserted the head of my dick into him as I watched his face open wide with a groan of instantaneous pleasure. “Oh goddamn,” he moaned as I forced my entire member into his hungry asshole, “fuck yes! Give me that awesome cock, you fucker!” So I did. I began to pound him hard as he moaned loudly and I could hear myself groaning too. “Oh fuck yeah,” I moaned dripping sweat upon him as he was already drenched with his own. The sheets were soaked as I thrust into him again and again just like the top was doing to the bottom in the porn he had playing on a loop, it seemed, because it played the whole time I fucking pounded him. In and out I rammed his asshole which was like a warped rubber band about to snap around a tree log which was now in jackhammering rhythm. I fucked the hell out of him as he moaned and wailed in ecstasy, “FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! OH FUCK!” It seemed like hours passed. I fucked him that way until I fell upon him and kissed him long and deep. Then I flipped him around and got him on his stomach and drove my fucking long stump into his stretched sopping asshole which seemed to drool every time I’d pull out, with his moans being muffled by the pillows his head was buried into. My calves wrapped around his calves as I entered him and left him with thrusts. I was kissing the back of his neck as my cock went in then out and back in getting deeper each time. I was fucking the noise out of him as I pumped and pumped and pumped… “AHHHH FUCK!” He yelled in pleasure as I growled. I grabbed his face and turned it towards mine and we mouthed each other, slobber running down our necks as we did. Both of us getting more and more drenched as I pumped his now opened asshole which was more like a turkey scooped out of stuffing. It was cavernous and gaping! Fuck it was hot! I did exactly what the top did in that scene, thrusting harder and harder, sopping wet with sweat and spit, kissing him and holding him from behind until we switched positions. I flipped him around again and fucked him missionary while kissing him and growling into his mouth. Hours passed and finally I was ready to seed. “You want it?” I growled while smiling at him looking him in the eyes. “Fuck yes I want it!” He smiled, “fucking give it to me, fucker!” I pumped and pumped and pumped and pumped and I could feel my nuts vibrate as the fluid raced through my tubes and the deep thick itch that comes with fucking became more intense. It was coming and it was a lot of semen. “OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FOOOOOOOOOOOCK!” I roared as I felt the first spill out of my dickhole. I filled his clenching wet throbbing asshole with my thick load, while roaring. My balls clenched along with my asshole as I shot into his quivering hole that gulped my milk voraciously and I felt his cock shoot thick slimy loads between our stomachs and chests as he yelled in a slightly goofy voice, “OWWWWWWH FUGGK MY NUT MY FUCKING NUUUUUUUT UGH OH FUGGING FUUUUUUGGGEHK!” His spooge oozed in chunks out his pink dickhole as I felt his asshole clenching and throbbing, as it drank and drank and drank my load after load after load… After the ejaculation I lifted my torso up to view the masterpiece of sweet semen that was upon us and then I looked at him, all drenched from the sex we had just accomplishedand I felt my fluids from my face and chest falling in big drops upon him. I found chunks of his white seed slowly sliding from his stomach to his side, so I quickly lapped them up and collected all the globs and thick fluid tributaries and collected them with my hot wet tongue, swished it within my mouth and then leaned down and opened my mouth as he parted his jaw and took within his mouth the concoction of our sweat and cum, which with a smirk he gulped. I kissed him deep as his tongue danced with mine and the specimen we made together. I then rolled off of him all hot and sweaty and he laid next to me with his arm stretched across my soaked hair that carpeted my chest and we kissed some more before finally passing out. I awoke to a room that smelled of men hard at play. I enjoyed the aroma before I got up, leaving him sleep there and I went into the bathroom took a shower. He joined me a few minutes later and we kissed. I still tasted our sex in his mouth and I fucking loved it. “Leaving me so soon, player?” He jested, before I kissed him long and deep again. I unlatched from his mouth and looked him in the eyes and quietly said, “Never.” We kissed again which lead to more fucking in the shower. He was so good at this and he made me feel good at doing it to him. This is all I wanted from that faggot who hurt me bad. But you know, it was worth it in the end. I knew this even before my vengeance was executed. We played hard like that for a week but then it was time for business and we finally composed ourselves and focused on the task at hand. ——— The day had come and it was time to poz Tyke. It would be a year on midnight so it had to be sooner today than later. We had got his itinerary from one of Mike’s goons who pretended to be a patient of Tyke’s. Tonight was a special night, we gathered. His wedding anniversary. The fucker had gotten married. Oh well it didn’t matter because after tonight he would probably be divorced. We waited outside of his office, before he suddenly got into his sports car and started driving. I followed him in the black sedan Franklin drove that night a year ago so I thought it was a fitting moment. Mike had his car bugged so we could listen in on his phone conversation with his hubby who was coming up from Mexico. “Why don’t I just meet you down there?” Tyke asked on the phone. “Too much violence, baby,” his hubby said, “but I got a surprise for ya! Some killer dope!” “Fucker,” Mike exclaimed as I followed in the sedan a few cars back, “So he’s a user now! Nice! We will play that card to our advantage.” We listened to more, “But babe I want that fine brown cock in my sweet pink hole! Then I want you to slam me!” “Mmmmm.” “Please hurry back,” the fucking faggot said. “Baby, I may be a few hours I gotta get past customs. Pray for me,” his Latin lover said. “Don’t you worry, my love,” Tyke said, “You’re driving my car, they will check the plates and see you are legitimate. So bring that huge Mexican cock to me and let’s get high!” “Bingo,” Mike said, “I just recorded his message. Now I’m just gonna call border patrol and send it to them with the plate number, and Mr. Jesus La Screwed is busted. I can say that because I’m part Mexican so it’s not racist.” “Fuck yes!” I said and kissed him, still driving without taking my eyes off of his vehicle, “Now what?” “My men are finishing up at his place right now, installing the safe full of dope and with a journal documenting how he set you up along with my employees. Also there’s false intel of you ex confessing that he is this Chemical Mike, and that he was using that moniker to dodge the FEDS, as well as a map to my...his RV in the desert, with the lab and everything.” “He doesn’t know chemistry,” I said but Mike giggled. “Trust me, boo,” he smiled, “you worry about infecting him and how you are going to do it. Be creative.” Oh I had a great idea, and Mike would love it. I parked a block away from where Tyke lived, which was a beautiful mansion in a gated community in Beverly Hills. He thought these walls would protect him and probably a year ago they could. But now I was a master ninja of scaling walls and I did scale them so quickly it wasn’t even a minute and I was over and in the neighborhood of stuck up posh jerks who thought their shit don’t stink. With the bug in his car I was able to find out where he lived on my burner phone. I made it to his house in no time, climbing up to the roof with the ropes and pulleys Mikes entourage who had installed the safe. I quietly entered his bedroom and got into the walk-in closet and closed the door. I had the chloroform prepared and all that needed to happen was for him to enter the room. Like clockwork he was there undressing and preparing for his shower that he would never take, humming some Lady Gaga bullshit. He slipped off his expensive undies and headed into the bathroom, and I moved faster than I thought I could and was behind him in less than two seconds without him even guessing I was there. As soon as he entered the bathroom, I had him, stuffing the rag into his mouth before he knew what had happened. There wasn’t even a minute struggle. He was out like a light. Quickly I locked the bedroom door after placing him naked on the bed and then I tied him up with the rope Mike gave me. I tied him tightly to the posts and gagged him so well, he was jetting air from his nose. Then when I was all set for the show, I used the smelling salts to rouse him. —————- When Tyke finally came to, he saw me already preparing the slam I was going to inject him with, and he began to scream and struggle but he was gagged and tied up so well it sounded like he was getting fucked into a pillow. No one could hear him. I chuckled as he squirmed. He had no idea what he was in for. My phone buzzed, it was a text message. I had just received a text from Mike telling me that his hubby was busted for dope at the border after he had sent the border patrol the conversation he had recorded earlier between Tyke, and his husband confessing to bringing dope across the border. As it turned out his hubby was also a chemist and he had recipes for some good ammonia dope, and had labs in Mexico. Mike figured out that was the reason Tyke has been helping the DEA, for his husband’s dope business to prosper by knocking down the top competitor. What a sneaky fuck, but also, what a stroke of fucking luck. I texted him back. “You ready? The show is about to begin.” “FUCK YES.” He texted back and so I switched to the video app pressed record and placed it on the night table directly in front of Tyke who was tied up and gagged, spread eagle upon the bed. I knew I had a couple of hours before the DEA would be coming for Tyke, so I took my time and savored the moment. His legs were as I said, spread eagle and he was naked and squirming and gasping within the gag, his eyes wide open in fear. And so I began, “No one can hear you. No one can save you either. You’re hubby was busted for dope at the border after a friend of mine sent your cute phone conversation that you had earlier with him to border patrol. The DEA will be here to arrest you, along with him, in oh I would guess in about two to three hours after they get the evidence they need for a search warrant. Too bad for you my friends and I have planted within your closet a safe, containing several pounds of killer dope and a record of you claiming to be this Chemical Mike fellow you so eagerly tried to bring down with me. So it looks like you and your man are fucked! Well you live and learn…don’t we?” I stressed that last part by getting in his face about it, to which he flinched, the little bitch. I could tell he recognized the words echoing back at him because now he was really struggling but I had him tied so tight he could barely move. I continued with my speech, “Do you recall the last fucking thing I said to your ass? Hmm?” He began to cry but I continued, “Well allow me to remind you; I said, and I quote; mark me boy, you will suffer what I have suffered in one year. Tonight at midnight will from the day I planned this whole moment for what you did to me, you fucking cunt! Oh you fucked me royal and tried to ruin my life.” I spit into his face, and he shot a look of anger at me, which made me smile. So I waved the loaded syringe up to his face, “This will be your doom, my love, payback. My last gift to you.” I injected it into my vein and pulled a good amount of blood out of my arm and removed the needle. As I flicked the barrel mixing my blood with the dope within, I said calmly, “I must confess… um...well I...stopped taking my meds so...I am extremely viral now. My viral load is at four million, but happy to say my CD4 isn’t affected. However this dose I’m about to shoot into your dick, well it’s ah ... absolutely certain to infect you, especially intravenously, and with a good amount of dope so the cops … um can find some corroboration with the set up…so if you’ll just be still...” That is when he tried his damndest to escape but I had him so secure I could slam him with ease into his dick if I wanted, and I wanted to. He cried as I hovered the syringe over his cock and he was starting to wiggle too much so finally I grabbed him by the balls and my strength overcame him now with ease, unlike last time. He kept squirming from the pain of my hand crushing his nuts, so finally I barked, “You fucking move and I’ll break this goddamn needle into your dick and leave your ass here, all tied up mind you, to bleed to death, you fucking pathetic piece of shit. I fucking guarantee you will be in immense pain, in the dark, alone! Got it? Is that what you want you fucking faggot prick?” He began to sob, which was music to my ears so I yelled some more, “Do not fucking move, you piece of donkey shit!” He stopped and froze with his wet eyes wide open about to burst a vein so I kept going with my dialogue, “Now, I have discovered that,” I said as I inserted the needle into the main vein of his cock and pulled back the plunger observing his blood mix with mine and the drug within the syringe, “you have acquired a taste for this lovely dope,” He looked down and begged for me through the gag not to inject but it was too late, I pushed it quickly into him and the rush hit him so fast he puked. I could tell because some of it ran down the sides of his sealed mouth to which he almost choked but swallowed it up like the good fucking bitch he was. “Ah, what a good little fucking dope slut you are,” I chuckled as the tears ran down his face. His eyes staring upward, shaped like saucers gazing into the abyss. That’s when I went into the bathroom and came back out with a toothbrush I found, a nice Sonicare mechanical toothbrush that I had bought him for his last birthday, which I turned on. “Hey this is the same on I bought for you! You did like my gifts!” I exclaimed with joy, “Do you mind if I borrow this? Don’t worry you can have it back, I’m not even gonna use it on myself, I promise.” He stared at me high as fuck but with hatred in his eyes, with the look as I could tell that said, “you won’t get away with this,” I didn’t like that look much. It made him look ugly. So I said very carefully so that he could understand me clearly, “Wipe that fucking disgusting look off your mug, boy, or I’ll knock it the fuck off with my paws, understand?” Sigh, he didn’t understand, so...well, I clocked him hard breaking his nose. He squealed but no sound came out as more tears and blood started to form. But that faggot still shot me that goddamn look. So then I had to warn him again, “Do you want another knuckle sandwich, you stupid fucking faggot?” He shook his head and stared up at the ceiling as the blood and tears ran down his face. “That’s what I thought, you fucking pussy,” I chuckled as I turned on the toothbrush, “Now, since you like to talk shit I am gonna assume that you talk out of your ass, boy. So let me be a friend and brush the shit stank mouth you like to flap, like when you kicked me to the ground that one time…” So then I went to his hole with the toothbrush and stuck it in deep and turned the dial on it to max speed. He was screaming of course but with it muffled, I continued to speak over him, “Say, where’s your little Asian friend? Did you dog him too in the end? Well doesn’t matter, he didn’t do anything to me, did he? I’m sure he was a victim of circumstance ignorant of your designs. That’s what you call it right? When you plan to fuck someone over? Designs!?” I grinder the toothbrush on both sides of the cavity as he squirmed in pain. I kept on talking like nothing was going on, “Well, my friends and I will find him anyway I’m sure ...anyway…. I just want you to know the real reason I am brushing the inside of your asshole now is so that when I fuck you, my virus will definitely get into your wrecked asshole, into your fresh wounds made by said toothbrush, and into blood stream, you know, in case the syringe didn’t work…” I shoved the vibrating toothbrush around his asshole violently. I stirred it around and around. He squirmed and moaned and cried harder as I vigorously brushed the inside of his delicate rectum tearing up the fine flesh within, making him bleed profusely. After a few moments, I ripped it out of him, which sprayed a little blood, and walked back into the bathroom and threw the bloody thing into his expensive toilet and flushed it along with the syringe. The toilet was a monster! Took it all down. I walked back into the room, and marveled at my work; he looked like he’d been fucked with a razor blade, all sweaty and strung out, quivering in fear. Fuck I loved every minute of this. “Ok boy,” I said then I pulled down my pants, “time for you to pay a large debt that you have owed me for a fuck ton of time. Just hold on a sec I wanna get high too…” I looked down and saw that my dick was limp but I fixed that with a caverject shot I had administered which got me so hard I could chizzle fuck a sculpture out of a lead block. Then I shot some meth up my vein in my cock which made my dick bleed a bit. I slightly scratched the surface of my hard cock with the bevel after I pulled it out just to make sure I had some blood flowing. Yeah, then I was ready to fuck this cunt good and proper. “Alrighty,” I said with a smile, “here we go!” I came over to him and lifted his hips up to my cock, which he tried to squirm one last time but I was too strong now. “Sucks being subdued doesn’t it you red headed prick!” I exclaimed before I thrust my bloody gargantuan cock to the hilt inside of his blood soaked hole. Now that hurt him so good, he began to sob and quake with pain. Oh it felt so fucking wet, and he was even trying to twist and clinch which only made it worse for him. Dumbfuck. “Now bitch,” I said as I pumped him hard, tearing up his bloody guts as I listened to his sweet wails from his gagged that muffled into silent screams, “WHO...is you’re fucking daddy!” I pumped him harder and harder and finally he gave in. He actually started to moan in pleasure. I was pleased, “That’s right, you fucking little cunt,” I said as I was about to cum, “you LET me do this to you.” And sure enough the struggle became a grind as he welcomed my cock. Fucking finally! About fucking time after all of these years of leading me on, making me wait, deceiving me into thinking he would give it to me, and now he was giving it to me. “Whose the gross infected disgusting one now, you fucking little mouthy CUNT!” I pumped him so hard but he took it like a man. I was impressed. He was even looking me in the eyes as I stared back at him, pumping him with one infecting load after another. It was almost romantic. “You see baby,” I said to him as I pumped, “once you accept your fate, and give in, it feels so nice doesn’t it? Doesn’t my thick hard bloody dick pumping your sipping wet asshole feel sooooooo fucking nice?” I pumped him harder and harder and harder, and I was going to spray. Then I did, all up inside his bloody rectum, probably even shit all the way up the canal to his stomach. He threw up again to which he could do nothing about it but swallow it back. I kept fucking him until I came again, and again….and again. Until I started to get bored which was perfect timing because the cops would be there soon, but just to make sure, I pumped him one last time. “This is all you had to do,” I said as I came for the fifth time, “was...let...me..AHHHHHHH!” My viral milk coated his bloody rectum and he came with me, moaning and I could see in his eyes that he fucking loved it. “FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!” I roared as I pumped the last of my toxic load onto his wet bloody asshole. I looked down upon his sweaty, bloody body and marveled at my work yet again. I saw that he was truly sorry for what he had done. He looked so fucking destroyed, I almost felt sorry for him but...it was done. The look on his face as I fell on top of him and kissed his neck. He nuzzled his head to mine and I knew then he loved it. This is what he longed for, but he thought only others could give. I could read that from the fucking regret written all over his face beneath the blood, sweat, and tears. Alas, as I said, it was too late. Now I despised him and wanted nothing more of him after I finished. I pulled out of him and stood up looking down and I couldn’t help but begin to chuckle as he cried. So I wiped my dick off with his expensive underwear and pulled out the chloroform and doused the bloody undies with it. I removed his gagged to which he bawled like a fucking child. “I wronged you,” he sobbed, “forgive me…” “You don’t really think I would believe that would you? That you’re sorry? And even so why would I fucking forgive you?” “You were good to me, I should have given myself to you…” “Yep,” I said as I was about to knock him out. “I will regret what I did all the days of my life,” he cried, “Well my boy,” I finally said, “Whatever makes you sleep at night.” I shoved the undies into his mouth and he passed out. I turned the recorder off and sent it to Mike. Then I started to clean everything up and made the scene look like this was all consensual on Tyke’s part and that he had let a mysterious lover in to fuck him bounded. I untied him a bit and made it look like he was bounded but loosely and that a secret lover had come in to fuck him. I was wearing black latex gloves the whole time so I didn’t have to worry about fingerprints. Then I kissed his forehead and said to him, “So, my boy, we live and learn.” He was passed out but I kept talking to his wannabe dead ass, “We live and we learn, don’t we Tyke? Well I’m glad that we had this moment, I’m sure we will remember it always the two of us.” I pulled up my pants and give him one last kiss then said, “Well, goodbye, my love. May winged demons carry you to Hell, where your infected ass belongs, fucking faggot!” I slugged him one more time in the face almost breaking his nose off, and then finally... I was done with him. Forever. I flushed the rest of any evidence of my presence in the room and quickly escaped bringing with me the ropes and pulleys used to get up to his bedroom from outside. By the time I had scaled the gate and got into the car and drove off with Mike, the police were headed the opposite direction to Tyke’s house and the rest is history. Tyke has been properly fucked by me, and I finally found peace. “WOOOOOO HOOOOOOO!” Mike screamed outside of the car as I drove it out of the area. He then leaned over to me and said, “pull over, you fucking brilliant mind you!” I did and he kissed me long and hard and I reciprocated. He felt my dick that was still hard from the injection and marveled, “Oh we got to put this to good use!” He exclaimed. “Whatever you want,” I said to him and we kissed some more before I started driving again. Mike laughed and said, “Oh sexy man, you’re a goddamn genius! Well done on that video you sent! My favorite part was whatever makes you sleep at night, and then you knocked his pink ass out! Fucking awesome! I will cherish it always.” “You won’t show anyone,” I said to him, “please?” He shot me that look of annoyance, “who the fuck do you think I am? Your ex?” We both laughed as I drove down the road, further away from the aftermath behind us. Mike and I celebrated when we got to a nearby luxury hotel. I disposed of the clothes I was wearing which were black threads made of polyester, hard for forensics to detect. The only thing that concerned me was when they would do a rape kit on him to which Mike said, “You know this stuff I’m about to pump into your arm to keep your body from resisting your meds? It’s also designed to erase any traces of human dna. In fact…” He said as he injected me and then put his lips up to mine, “when they do the rape kit and gather the dna, it will be donkey dna.” “No fucking—“ and he kissed me. Mike was a genius, I believed him after that. We made love all night to celebrate. He made me take a shower beforehand of course. “As much as it appeals to me that fuckers blood is used as our lube,” Mike said, “being a victim of rape myself, I can’t bear to do so.” “You were raped,” I asked as I dried off and laid next to him, naked, as he wrapped the tourniquet around my flexed bicep. “Yes unfortunately,” he said as he stuck the needle into my arm and injected me, “but no more bad stories. Not now, for tonight we celebrate victory and for all the days to come after…” “Fuck yes, anything you—-,” I said as the rush kicked me in the balls. After Mike had his shot and rush, then we fucked, all night. And just like Luca Bondi and John Dahl, the porn actors in that Primal scene, we fucked in that fashion and it was epic. A perfect end to a perfect revenge story.———————- Tyke and his husband were arrested and Mike’s loyal employees were released and back on his payroll. The DEA found a safe in the closet but they also found another safe unknown to us, located under the expensive toilet in the bathroom, packed full of, not only product, but of child porn Tyke’s husband brought in from Mexico. Needless to say Tyke’s death warrant was signed. The last thing I ever heard about the whole ordeal, was during the investigation, when Tyke was asked if he was raped he said, “no, someone I owed a debt came and I paid it. I have no regrets about it.” Tyke went to federal prison, with his husband. The guy ended up divorcing him for the debt speech. Then after that, both of them were never heard from again. The Asian, who was with Tyke when he dogged me, Mike located. He sent me the guys eyeball with a note that said, “payment for your brilliant work.” I was a little grossed out but I had been through so much it didn’t bother me for long. I buried it in the backyard before I sold my house. Then I moved to LA, in fact, I moved to the house Tyke and his ex husband use to own. The room where I raped him, I left vacant. That room I visit once a year on the date of the incident. Call me sick but, I need to remember so it doesn’t happen again. I saw Mike again a month later and I thanked him for the eye to which he said, “the fucker is still alive but he doesn’t know what or why the deed was done. He’s in a crazy house. It’s what he gets for fucking with my best client.” ————- Mike and I didn’t stay together long after that. I wanted to, but he said, “I don’t date, I’ve had enough of that for a lifetime. But call upon me anytime and I will be there.” So after that conversation, we fucked a few times, but then Mike disappeared. So after a year or two, I went back to my normal life except now I poz those who want it. I dunno it’s hot having that kind of power, and I’m not sorry. I met a handsome guy from pozzing him and we’ve been together since. I did end up getting married to the fine gentleman who parties hard yet responsibly. I tried to get ahold of Chemical Mike, but he responded with a kiss emoticon and said, “you have found your man, be happy and love hard.” How the fuck did he know so much. Still it made me feel good to know he was watching from somewhere. I never heard from him after that. Though I cannot help but wonder whatever happened to my good comrade, Chemical Mike; the world’s greatest chemist? end.
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chemical mike THE GIVING MAN (RE EDIT) BY CHEMICAL MIKE
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From "Bareback Journey to Amsterdam". Who are the guys on the left and the right?
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More than I expect but just what I needed
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I was traveling again and lonely. I like to use my work trips as an opportunity to stretch out my ass and normally bring along toys and my enema bag to use in the hotel after business is done for the day. This particular evening I was feeling super horny and decided that I would put on my cock cage before cleaning my ass out. My cage is metal and has a hollow urethral plug that I really really love. I lubed up my soft cock, placed the ring around my balls and forced my dick into the cage. Once the cage was secure and locked I slid the plug up my cock and tightened the set screw that held it in place in my cock. I decided tonight I was only going to bottom and the cage would make sure of that fact. My cock was already dripping precum as I went on the internet and tried to organize some hookups. While waiting for replies I decided it was time to shower and get ready. First I covered my pubic region and ass with depilatory cream and then I filled my 1 gallon enema bag with warm water and went to the shower. When time was up on the hair removal cream I got in the shower and washed off any hair so my cock, balls and ass were smooth as the day I was born. I filled and refilled my ass with the water from the enema bag until it was coming out clean and clear. With that done I got out of the shower and checked my internet queries ... nothing ready solid so I decided to take matter into my own hands so to say. I checked out the local TS escort website and found a versatile top who seemed to fit my needs. She looked sexy in her photos which indicated big tits, long dark hair and a huge cock. A phone call and a few texts later and I was on my way. As I left my room I grabbed a few condoms because I always play safe and I figured it would be the same tonight. I called an Uber and waited outside of my hotel. My cock was straining against the cage to get hard and leaking a steady stream of precum. I was praying that the driver wouldn't notice the wet spot on the front of my pants that I was trying to cover up as I got in the car. Luckily the driver wasn't chatty and it was a short 10 minute ride to the destination. I got out of the car and was trying to find the apartment but was having some trouble. We were texting back and forth and when I turned around I saw her standing there in a sexy white dress. If I hadn't been wearing my cock cage I would have probably blown my load right there. She led me into her apartment and we kissed hello on the cheek. I got the business transaction out of the way right off and we headed into her bedroom. She said her English wasn't that great but it didn't matter because she was hotter than hell and as she pulled her dress off her sexy body was on full display. She climbed up on her bed and told me to take off my clothes and I complied. When I got to my pants she saw that I was wearing my cock cage and her eyes got huge! She motioned for me to come to her so I climbed up on the bed facing her and as I got close she reached out and grabbed my head and pulled me right up to her face. When our lips met she drove her tongue between my lips and fucked my mouth hard and fast. As we continued to kiss I let my hand roam down her body and I cupped her ample cock. I was surprised to find that her panties we soaked with precum where the head of her love stick strained against the material. I rubbed her cock and broke our kiss long enough to lock eyes and lick her moisture from my hand. I saw a wild look in her eyes and she placed her hands against my chest and pushed me down on to my back. She pulled off her top and then panties freeing her semi hard thick cock. She wasn't even completely hard yet and it had to be at least 8 inches long. She grabbed my hair with one hand and her cock with the other and force fed me her throbbing meat. Without any consideration for my desires she shoved her cock all the way down my throat and told me to lick her balls. She pumped her hard cock down my throat over and over an I tried my best to suppress my gag reflex. I was in heaven with the head of the her cock moving in and out of my throat. At the end of each thrust her balls slapped my chin and I tried my very best to tongue them every time. Soon she decided that she had enough of my mouth for the time being and she ordered me to roll over and stick my slut ass into the air for her. I did as I was told and was rewarded with a good sharp tug on my balls for my trouble. The next thing I felt was her fingers at my ass shoving lube into me. One and then two fingers worked in and out of my hole until she was sure I was ready to take her cock. I kept trying to look back but each time I did she slapped my ass and told me to keep looking forward and keep my eyes on hers using the mirror on the head board. She then got up off the bed and grabbed a dildo that I assumed was going to be used on my now well lubricated ass. The rubber cock looked to be 9 inches long and a couple of inches in diameter. She thought she was going to give my ass a good stretching but what she didn't know was that I was a size queen. She proceeded to shuffle up behind me again and she pressed the dildo against my pucker. I pushed back hard and the head of the rubber cock popped right past my anus and on into my boi pussy. She took this as the challenge as I intended and began to work the rubber cock in and out of my ass hard and fast. Each time she plunged the rubber dick into my hole it ran over my hot spot and my cock started leaking precum again. In order to get some more girth I reached back and forced a couple of fingers in along side the rubber invader to show her that not only could I take more but that I wanted and even needed it. I saw a glimmer in her sexy brown eyes as she pulled the rubber dick out and threw it aside as she shuffled on her knees to bring her dripping cock to my ass. I started to protest that she was not wearing a rubber but before I could get the words out of my mouth I felt the head of her cock plunge through my tight ring. Her cock was not quite as long as the rubber dildo but it definitely had more girth. I was in heaven as her hard cock opened my slut hole as she sawed in and out. With each thrust I felt her balls slap up against my ass as she bottomed out into me. She fucked me for what seemed like 20 minutes before her pace began to slow as she stroked her rock hard shecock as deep as she could get. She asked me if I was ready take her cum into my pussy and be bred with her seed. I yelled yes baby, give me your baby juice and make me your slut. I felt her cock begin to expand as she drove it in so hard that I was forced forward into my belly as she tried to drive her cock into the mattress below us. Then her cock was spasming as she pumped her cum from her balls and into my ass. It felt like she pumped a gallon of cum into me as she reached up and grabbed a handful of my hair. 'Now you are full of my cum and that makes you my bitch' she growled into my ear 'and now you are going to eat the cum out of your own ass slut.' She release my hair and moved back enough to grab me by the hips and pull me back up to a doggy style position. Then I felt her hand in my hair again as she yanked me up to a kneeling position. At the same time she culled her other hand under my ass and told me to push some, but not all, of her cum out. I did as I was told and and let some of her cum run out of my clenched ass. When her hand was full she reached around and put the cum filled hand to my lips and told me to drink. I did as I was told and filled her hand three more times and I drank her cum each time and then licked her hand clean. She then made me clean her cock off as well. When she was satisfied I had cleaned her to her well enough she pushed me back down and I figured we were done for the evening but boy was I wrong. 'Are you ready for more baby' she as asked. Before I replied she said 'get back ass up and head down slut' I couldn't believe that she was ready to fuck me again but what did I know ... she must be a really horny girl. She grabbed the lube and started greasing me up again. Only this time she used two and then three fingers twisting and stretching may hole open. Before I knew it she had all four fingers buried in my ass. Without any further warning she tucked in her thumb and buried her whole hand up to her wrist in my slut hole. I had been fisted once before and I definitely loved it but this time I was caught completely by surprise. 'Do you like it baby' she asked I managed to get out a confused yes as she twisted and pushed her hand back and forth as she worked deeper into my ass. My head was spinning as she worked her hand deeper and deeper up my ass. Then without much warning she was pulling her hand almost completely out and then shoving it back in deeper and deeper. Each time she stopped and twisted her thumb over my prostate and made me start leaking again. After a few minutes I was able to relax more and her hand was doing completely out and then plunging back in with very little resistance 'Get ready bitch, I am going to blow your mind' she said With that on the next plunge in she stopped with her hand buried and then worked the fingers of her other hand in alongside her wrist. I moaned as she stretched my hole larger than I ever had been stretched before. She wrapped her hand around her other wrist and slowly drove her send hand into my ass alongside her arm. I felt like my head was going to explode as she drove her second hand in as both of her wrists were pushing my asshole open. I felt her join her hands inside of me as she drove deeper. My ass kept stretching as her forearms started expanding me further. I tried to clench my ass but it was so open that I didn't do much more that a slight twitch. 'That's right, try and squeeze bitch' she said 'You're not going to keep me out' For what seemed like hours she kept working deeper and deeper until I finally couldn't take any more and collapsed onto my stomach. 'I hope I didn't break you baby' my shemale fisting queen said to me. All I could manage was a weak moan as I tried to get my brain working again. She led me to collect myself for a bit while she went to the bathroom and cleaned herself up a bit. I could feel the cold air inside of my gaping ass and I wondered if it would ever go back to a normal size (fortunately from me it did in the end). I finally managed to gather myself up and managed to clean up a little and get dressed. I got a Uber ordered and soon I was on my way back to my room. Fortunately either the driver wasn't talkative or he could see I was behind conversation so it was a quiet ride. I got back to my room and collapsed on the bed. As I laid here I realized I hadn't shot a load. In any case it was the hottest sexual experience of my life. -
Part 1 There is much to be said for some old things. There is an old building named Starkland Building that was built in the 1930’s. It was built to provide business offices for very small to moderately sized companies. It was a rare building because throughout the years management always seemed to keep ahead of trends always remodeling, upgrading, and improving the building and services. It was built on the corner of two major streets which added to the desirability of its location. Last, the first floor was reserved for shops to bring in customers with the upper fifteen floors reserved for those businesses that needed office space. On floors six and twelve, were huge public rest rooms. The top two floors were exclusive offices that had private rest rooms. The men’s rest room on floor six was a spacious place and identical to the one on floor twelve. Going in the hall door, one was met with six lavatories on each side of what would be best described as a vestibule of sorts. Walking to the end of this line of lavatories, there were two steps up to another floor. The construction of this building allowed for all pipes from the rest rooms to be in a crawl space so that they did not extend into the office spaces on the floor below. It made servicing the pipes a bit easier in some ways. To the right at the top of these two steps was a set of five stalls containing commodes. Turning to the left and going through a door arch was an “arcade” that was lined on either side by urinals. Turning to the right and walking on led to two more “arcades” that were lined on either side by stalls with commodes. Finally, going up two additional steps at the very back of this walkway, there was another single bank of stalls containing commodes. I read on an internet site that the sixth floor rest room was a cruising area on a Saturday morning. I considered the source but filed away the information until a few weeks later when I woke early one Saturday morning and decided to make a visit. I prepped myself and arrived around 9:30. I entered the elevator and got off at the sixth floor. Not knowing where the rest room was, I walked down one of the halls. I found that the building had a hall that went not down a central corridor but in an oval. Of course, I had gone the wrong way but finally arrived at the men’s rest room in a few minutes. I opened the door and went in. I walked slowly through the entire place noting the location of everything that I previously described. Knowing cruising protocol and likely area of cruising, I entered the last stall in the last row of stalls. This was the raised group of five that had no stalls on the opposing side. I let my shorts drop over my feet as I sat down. I set my bottle of lube on the paper dispenser after having lubed my ass and waited. As I sat and waited, I went through all the usual thoughts of exploring a “new” cruise site: Was it really a cruise site? Was I there at the correct time? Correct location? Was it known to the local police? Would there be any traffic? Would I get my ass fucked as I was hoping? How long was I willing to wait to see if there would be anyone else that would be here? I ran through these thoughts and others when I heard what I thought was the front door opening and closing. (The sound of the door opening and closing when I entered was enough to be heard two states over I thought.) Footsteps were now approaching. Then, I heard them stop and a stall door close and latch. Once more the hall door opened and closed. I heard no footsteps though until finally what sounded like rubber soled shoes coming up the two steps. I heard the steps approach my stall, stop momentarily, and then enter the stall next to me. I watched the shadow as my neighbor closed and latched his stall door. My neighbor then lowered what appeared to be sweat pants and sat down. We sat there until I heard a shuffling in the next stall. I leaned to my left attempting to see what I could either in fact or by shadow. It was unmistakable that he was removing his sweat pants. He must have hung them on the back of his door. Now, his legs stretched out fully in front of him and spread wide. The only possible reason would be that he was. . . . I left my neighbor to himself for several minutes until once more I heard him moving about. I bent down to my left once more looking beneath the partition. He had pulled his feet back to a seated position. I reached down to my shorts and removed them placing them between the commode and the wall. I uncapped my small lube bottle, stepped forward, and unlatched my stall door. The door swung open about an inch or so. I stepped back facing the back wall of the stall spreading my feet apart so that at least my left foot now was easily visible beneath the wall between us. I stood there and waited. I heard my neighbor moving about and then silence. I checked my ass, and it was still lubed. Then, the slight sound of my neighbor’s stall door being carefully and slowly unlatched caught my ear. I bent over slightly. I waited what seemed like hours but was only moments I’m sure. My ass sensed a light touch to it. I bent slightly more. A hand moved closer to my ass hole as it rubbed my cheeks. As the hand reached my crack, it lifted away from my cheek. I felt a left hand take hold of my left cheek pulling gently. As it did so, I felt a finger rubbing on my hole finally inserting itself slowly into my hole. Slow progress was made as this unknown finger went further and further inside me. It was no doubt testing for the presence of lube. Finding my ass lubed, he withdrew his finger and released my left cheek. I waited for sounds but heard none. I contemplated turning around but instead opted to look beneath my arm pit. I discovered that he had picked up my lube bottle and was now lubing the front half of his dick. His dick was about 7 inches long and cut. It was a moderately thick one but looked to be flattened with a broad head. Shortly, I felt his fingers now being wiped around my ass hole adding to the lube there. Then, I felt the head of this dick pressing into my hole. The pressure mounted until at last my sphincter popped open allowing entry. I sighed lightly assenting to the entry. This cock slid further into me with little resistance until half way when the lube on the dick ended. Though no direct lube coated this dick, it did not stop but was merely slowed in its ever forward movement until at last the pelvic area of this unknown man began pushing into my ass cheeks. He halted and held fast. “Fuck, yeah, man,” I quietly heard from behind me. This unknown dick was now withdrawn slowly until the head popped out of my ass. It was immediately though pushed back to the entrance and once more continued increasing pressure until my ass opened once more. Full length this stranger pushed his dick once more into me. He continued this pattern for six or seven passes with each getting a little faster. “Oh, fuck,” I heard him say as he increased his tempo of fucking. He had grabbed my hips when he had begun his first journey into my ass. Now, he held them tighter as he increased his fucking pace. I put my hands out to the back wall and the wall between the stalls to try and steady myself. More and more he fucked me sliding his dick full length into and out of my ass but leaving now always at least the head of his dick in me. “Fucking, yeah, man. You want it in you?” I heard as his fucking had increased to its fastest. I responded with, “Yes; in me.” Nothing else needed to be said. He increased his fucking holding tighter still to my hips. His tempo was now such that with each insertion his balls had begun to slap up against my lower ass cheeks as his pelvis area slapped into my upper ass cheeks. This man was on a mission that was about to be fulfilled. Faster he fucked giving himself that glorious exhilarating stimulation that is found only by a man’s dick shoved into another man’s ass pounding the ass as the nerve endings in the dick send the message to the brain and balls that the time for the finale is at hand. As my unknown fucker fucked harder and harder, his breath began to become labored and panting. The time was at hand. This unknown fucker shoved his dick full force into my ass and held it there stopping his piston action. Then, as quickly as he had stopped, he once more pulled backwards shoving his dick full length back into me holding his dick in place again. I felt his dick being held there and then it swell up and deflate. More and more of the swelling and deflation of his dick as it began discharging his gooey reward. He gripped my hips tightly as he kept his dick fully inserted in my ass. He pumped his white liquid gold into me making sure that it was being delivered as far inside as possible. Round after round of his DNA flooded my inside. As his delivery abated, this stranger loosened his grip on my hips. Slower and slower his delivery was made until at last there was no movement. I felt him composing himself as he began to pull his now deflated dick from my ass. I gently squeezed on his dick as it exited my ass so that any remnant of his balls could be squeezed out of his dick and into my ass. I could not allow any wigglers to escape from me. The head of his dick popped out of my ass as I clamped together tightly my sphincter making sure of no escape. My stall neighbor patted my ass, said his thanks, and turned walking out of my stall back to his. I closed my stall door and stood there as I heard him dressing. He left quickly. I returned to my commode to consider my options. I could stay and possibly get fucked more or I could leave. This isn’t a huge decision in one regard: It’s a one or the other decision. The possibility of being fucked and getting more cum is a powerful choice when you’re a cum addict. I just hate wasting time on the unknown. But, certainly what just happened proved that this rest room was definitely active. I finally decided to stay a little longer and settled in to wait. Just as I was ready to give up, I heard the front door open and close. Once more I heard footsteps. They were cut short. Soon, I heard a urinal flush with the steps retreating followed by the door opening and closing. I waited some more. This process was followed twice more. I decided that it was time to go. I put my shorts on, recapped my lube bottle, unlatched my door, and took a couple of steps down the line of stalls in this last row when I heard the front door open and close. I stood still momentarily until I heard the footsteps continue coming to the rear of this rest room. I quietly retreated to my stall, latching the door behind me. I quickly and quietly removed my shorts once more. I removed the lube bottle setting it on its stand and put my shorts beside me again. I waited hearing the foot falls as they made the last two steps up to these back stalls. The foot steps stopped. I sat waiting for the next few seconds hearing at last footsteps coming slowly to the end of the stalls. I looked up at my stall door and saw an eye looking back at me. I sat there. In a matter of less than a half minute, this newcomer had made his entrance, found me in the last stall, and now was assessing me. He stepped away from my door but stood in front of it. I watched through this very narrow slit and saw that he was doing something realizing at last that he was unsnapping his jeans and sliding his zipper down. I stood up and slowly walked to the door slit and peered through at him. He had hauled out a deflated dick and a pair of balls encased in a loosely hanging sack. I spied all of him. He was my height or maybe taller, about the same weight, dark eyes, dark hair, clean shaven, wearing jeans and a t-shirt, and some kind of boots. He began to fondle and finally manipulate his cut dick in his left hand. He stood there nonchalantly as he stared at my stall door and slowly jacking his dick. We watched each other until I decided to lay my cards on the table as it were. I turned around so that my ass was exposed to the narrow slit in the stall door and bent over. I waited to see how this would be received. Several seconds passed as I kept my pose letting it be known I was looking to be fucked. As I was about to stand, I felt the door shaking. I glanced over my shoulder and found a hand had grasped the top of the door and now once more I was being watched by my newcomer. I stood up, reached back unlatching the door, and stepped back in toward the commode. The door swung open and in stepped this new man. I sat down on the commode as he advanced to me. Nothing was said; nothing needed to be said. I sucked in his dick as he grabbed my head and began instantly fucking my face. His dick resumed its inflating now that it was being warmly encouraged. I rolled my tongue around on this cut dick as best possible considering the growth it was making. Once inflated, my newcomer pulled his dick from my mouth. I looked up at him as he stepped back away from me. Knowing what was to come, I stood up and turned around bending over to accept this now fully inflated cut dick of this man. I heard him pick up and pop open the top of my bottle of lube. Soon, I felt the telltale signs of his work as a slick dick head pushed against my sphincter with ever increasing pressure until at last my ass hole popped open allowing the dick head to slide into me. More and more of this cut dick slid in until no more would fit. I had been stretched wide and deep giving me cause to inhale quietly and to grimace from the pain being delivered from all this stretching. No way was I about to protest. I waited as my newcomer waited for my inside to adjust fully to his mass. When he was satisfied that I should be ready to be fucked, he began. Slowly at first but soon began fucking in and out of my ass in a moderately fast pace. He was a precision piston dick. No fancy pounding style; he was a simple in and out man. But, with the size of his dick, I didn’t care. Once he began his fucking, he was a non-stopper until finished. This fuck could only be described as being done by a man who had been married to a woman for years and was interested only in performing his duty. It was a drab uninteresting in and out and in and out and in and out with no change in tempo fuck. Though it was dull and uninteresting by comparison to the other fucks I’ve received, I was at least being fucked and would be rewarded with what I craved and needed most of all—a hearty cum load. I suppose I shouldn’t grouse about the blandness of the man. After all, he was fucking me which was the prelude for what I really needed. I had hoped it would be a bit more exciting. I hoped I didn’t yawn while I was being fucked. That would be rude. He continued on though. In and out and in and out as if he were reading a paper. And, after having made enough passes in and out of my ass, his dick and balls had experienced enough and went into sensory elevation. He became almost excited, and on some levels I’m sure he was. He began a slightly increased level in his speed as he continued to hold my hips. I had been bouncing around on his dick making every effort to excite or stimulate this man but no outward sign indicated that he had sensed any such from me. The usual squeezing his dick as it exited my ass usually gives a man a sense of contentment but with urgency to deliver his goods. This man showed no sign that he even felt my sphincter as it gripped his dick. However, he must have felt something since once more he increased his speed slightly. This increased speed was the clincher though. He continued to fuck my ass for about a minute or so when suddenly I heard behind me life in the man. He began to pant aloud and moan softly as he continued his in and out and in and out. I made more of an effort with my milking his dick as he continued to fuck me and make me aware that he was alive after all. Hearing him moan and pant for air was my own stimulus as evidently my milking his dick was stimulating him unbeknownst to me. But, even as we stimulated each other, he finally reached his limit and finally came to life. He slammed into my ass full force and held his dick inside as far as it would go. I felt his cut dick swell and spit once, twice, three times and more as the contents of his balls spilled through his piss tube and splattered against my lining. More and more of his DNA was released in me as I milked him again and again. As his deposits decreased, I could hear his breathing slowing to normal. All too soon, his dick shooting his cum into my ass was finished, and he began his withdrawal. His dick head popped out of my ass. I clamped down on my sphincter holding in the contents now of two men. Not relaxing for a minute, my stall mate dressed quickly, patted my ass, unlatched the door, and was gone. His foot steps retreated back the way they had come. I heard the hall door open and close leaving me once more on the back row alone. I squeezed my ass tightly and sat on the commode to catch my breath and regroup. I thought back on my two men that had fucked me. I had to admit that this must be the right time of the day to visit on Saturday. Not too busy at any time though a bit slow as well considering the time in between them. I returned to my thoughts of what to do. Two now made an argument to stay. Remembering the amount of time between them raised the question of was it worth it. I balanced them against each other. As I sat there considering what to do next, I instantly froze as I saw a shadow moving on the door to my stall which had remained open by my own stupid laziness of not closing and locking it. I had not heard the front door. I had heard no foot steps. I had heard no indication that someone else was in this rest room. Almost immediately after becoming aware of the shadow, it appeared at the door. A hand pushed the door wider as he stepped into full view. I know my eyes widened as I began to shake and my heart skipped a beat and then began racing as if I had just completed a double marathon. I was sickened at the sight. In full uniform, a police officer now stood in my stall doorway. So goes the price for playing in public. I knew I was caught. Since my stall door was open and I had removed my shorts which were tossed on the floor, he had me on at least public exposure or indecency charge. What he could make of the open lube bottle, I didn’t know. Racing through my mind was my being arrested or escorted out of the building with a citation. I found out. I sat there staring in fear as he stood there staring at me. He stepped into the booth locking the stall door behind him. His hands went to the buckle on his utility belt. He unbuckled it hanging it on the hook of the stall door. He turned back to me. He undid his belt buckle, unsnapped his trousers, unzipped his fly, and pushed down his pants and underwear. I sat there staring at his face. No way was I going to give him any more ammunition. I now was thinking this was an entrapment act. I had to remain perfectly still and not react at all. He rolled the top of his pants downward on the inside and stepped forward to me still seated on the commode. He lifted his dick up and pushed it to my mouth. I had no choice—well, I really did—but to look at it. I felt the tip of it clearly as it was pushed against my mouth and held there. Do I open my mouth and suck it in? Do I pull away from it? Do I tell him to get the hell out of my stall? My mind raced. I raised my hand up supporting the underside of his cut dick as I opened my mouth. I slid his dick in my mouth and began to suckle it. I nursed on it licking it all around with my tongue increasing my attention to it as this legal weapon began to fill and bloom. My fears abated somewhat knowing that still there was that possibility that at the end of all this I would still be arrested. Time only would tell but until then I was caught. If I was going to be arrested, at least it would happen for a real reason. I lavished as much attention to this white cut dick as I possibly could. I bobbed my head up and down the full length as I felt it grow steadily lengthening and in circumference. This cop’s dick was not spectacularly large but was a nice fit in my mouth. It went the depth to my throat but didn’t overdo either of the dimensions. It was a nice mouthful. Hopefully, it would be a nice ass full, too. For many minutes, I sucked on this dick. My sucking was punctuated with quiet comments from this cop. One and two word remarks was all he made: nice; yeah; oh, fuck; hot; easy; good mouth; keep going. Conversation was not a strong suit of his but as long as he was satisfied I was going to keep it up. I was beginning to get an idea I was in for a surprise. As my jaws began to ache from the constant sucking and my tongue bathing this cut dick, I continued playing with his balls which were a nice pair. I had started playing with his balls a couple of minutes after beginning sucking this cop. His dick had filled my mouth now with a nice dick and had begun to fuck my face with it. The more I sucked him the more confident I became. “Stand up and turn around,” he said finally. I stopped sucking. I looked up at him with his dick shoved in my mouth. Of all times to be arrested. Damn it. What an idiot. I let his dick slide out of my mouth, stood up, and turned around putting my hands behind my back. “Bend the fuck over, bitch.” I heard him say as I stood there. He slapped the back of my head; I bent over. Next thing I knew, I felt the tip of his dick at my ass hole. Pressure mounted until at last my sphincter popped open allowing him to slide and glide all the way in me. Nice going, copper. I heard him unbuttoning his shirt once I was fully impaled on him. He removed his shirt tossing it over the stall wall followed by his t-shirt. I saw his trousers drop to the floor soon after and felt him grab my hips firmly. “You fuckers know about this place, and so do I. It’s always nice to get some ass here occasionally. You just listen good, bitch. You’re going to take me as long as I want to fuck. You got that? And, I like to fuck a long time. No whining; no stopping until I’m done. You do what I say when I say. You got that? You fuckers can use this place as long as I’m on this beat. But, step out of line from me and I’ll haul your sorry ass in for everybody to know. You got that? You’re a new one. I had a feeling I’d get a new one today; just had a feeling. You belong to me now ‘cause before I leave I’m getting your info and id to make sure you’re mine. You got that? Don’t try crossing me either. You’ll think about it though. Won’t work. ‘Cause what I offer you is going to save your sorry ass when I’m NOT around. You got that? You’re going to become one of my own private bitches that I fuck when I want a piece of ass. Any time I want a piece of ass and think of you, you’ll get your ass fucked. You got that? Don’t matter whether you like it or not, you’ll take my dick up your ass and keep quiet about it ‘cause you’ll get to know me in time. You know I can haul your ass in any time I want and will if you try to fuck me over. You got that? I don’t care who you fuck with when I’m not around but I call you or show up at your place my dick is going in your ass. Period. No questions or I’ll haul your ass in so fast your head won’t have time to swim ‘cause I got you on my own list now. You got that? You understand me?” I heard him finally stop and ask something to which he really wanted an answer though it took me a moment or two to realize it. I had indeed heard him and had more importantly understood him and what our relationship was. “Yes, I understand you,” I finally replied. The entire time that he had been going on and on and on he had been fucking me punctuating his speech with an occasional hard full length slam into my ass jolting me as I stood bent over in front of him impaled on his dick. This was a cop that was going to blackmail me into submitting to his sexual appetite whenever he pleased. For this, he was going to look the other way for my being here in the Starkland Building having sex. He was also willing to look the other way if he found me here in the future as long as he got his dick in my ass, too, on that occasion. And, more promising, it sounded as if he meant to intercede if another cop caught me. That part I had to explore further later. He continued to fuck me with more punctuation fucks that made his dick feel good. Hey, what’s an addict to do but to accept such an offer? I had never had such an offer made to me before. An offer that I couldn’t refuse of course. Who in his right mind would refuse such? “Couple more things, bitch. I don’t pull out. Ever. I shoot in your ass when I shoot. What you do with it is up to you. You got that? And, sometimes, there’s a couple of us that get together and get horny for some ass. You get called, you get us both. No whining then either or sniveling or giving any excuses. I call, tell you where and when, you get there and be ready. You got all that, bitch?” he asked in earnest finally. Once more he slapped the back of my head. “I got that,” I said back and grinned. This cop fucked on in silence now as he had said all that he needed to say. He continued to punctuate his fucking with his occasional full length slams into my ass to make his point. I took each stroke of his dick be it a simple slide in and out of my ass or one of his slam strokes in full stride and acceptance. As a fuck and cum addict, this was a match that couldn’t have been better for me. He did not lie when he said he liked to fuck a long time. He must have fucked twenty minutes non-stop if not more. I lost all sense of time. The only time we adjusted our positions was when he pulled me back further so that I was bent over the commode. I grabbed onto the seat for support as he fucked me on and on. But, as always, there comes the time that the balls have had enough as well as the dick. “Fucking, bitch, take that load of mine,” I heard him say as he plunged full length into my ass and held there. His grip on my hips tightened. I felt his dick swell and spit into me time and time again. More and more of his cum load was deposited in my ass as deep as this cop could put it. As the last drops of his load swam out of his dick into my ass, his dick had almost drained itself of blood. Still, it felt so good in my ass. He pulled his dick out of my ass as I squeezed on it draining the last bit of his load into me. Once removed, I immediately turned around kneeling on the floor in front of him opening my mouth. I was rewarded with his dick which I inhaled and cleaned delicately knowing that it might be sensitive after such a long fucking. My tongue roamed all around this now flaccid dick making sure that it was washed clean as possible considering where it had been. He put on his t-shirt and uniform shirt as I cleaned. I slid along the entire length of his dick lowering my head so that his dick head would not pop out of my mouth and slap back onto his ball sack. He pulled up his pants and began to fasten them. I looked at the trouser legs dusting off any hint of being on the floor. He turned around lifting his utility belt off the stall door hook. I stood up reaching for my shorts retrieving my wallet removing my driver’s license from it. I turned around handing it to him. He eyed me up closely taking it. “Bitch, you just might work out for me. You don’t complain and are willing to finish the job. Yeah, you just might work out for me,” he said as he took out a pen and writing pad jotting down my information. “You interested in anything else besides getting fucked? I got a couple of quirks I really enjoy: piss and some rough stuff. Won’t matter if you aren’t; I got others for them. Just know how you bitches are sometimes. Just wanting to see if you might be up for more than just a fuck bitch.” “Piss definitely. Depends on rough,” I said. He handed back my license, and I put it away. I turned back to face him now that he was fully dressed. He looked at me now fully head to toe as if inspecting me as he was. “What piss,” he asked. “Piss on me, drink it from glass but tap preferred, or up my ass,” I replied. “Much experience at it,” he inquired. “Enough at all three to be considered a pro at it,” I replied. He made a short note on his pad. “What rough do you take? Not fake stuff; hard core. I’m talking about being whipped. Hand, belt, strap, paddle, hair brush. Crushed nipples. Clamps on your body. Maybe some weights on them. Slapped around. Balls slapped. Pain inflicted on you is the point. See how much you can take. All fun for me. Maybe more.” I considered closely what he had said and let him see me thinking over what he had said as I looked straight at him without blinking. Truthfulness was called for here. This was not time to be coy or a bragger. I looked at his hands. I responded, “Most of what you said is a go hard core as long as it doesn’t cross injury or medical need. No balls slapped. I’ve got a mass on my right one from a major injury in childhood. I can deal with some weighted parachute though. Slapped around as long as no ring is on a hand; I see you wear no rings. Maybe more; depends on what.” It was his turn now to closely study me again. He made a longer note on his pad putting it and his pen in his pocket. He took out his wallet and retrieved a card handing it to me. “You run into any problem here, you hand this over. Keep your mouth shut though. You got it?” “I got it,” I said. “Yeah, bitch, you just might work out for me real good. You’ll hear from me. Keep your stall door closed until you’re sure who’s out here,” he said. He winked, smiled, turned around, and left as quietly as he had arrived. As I was closing the stall door, I felt a pressure on it. I opened it again to see the cop again. “Back up and kneel,” he said. I did so. He walked inside the stall again, unzipped his pants pulling his dick out. He offered it up to my mouth which I opened. He held up his index finger from his hand as he inserted his dick in my mouth. I waited and almost immediately I felt a throaty wetness in my mouth. I swallowed rapidly and kept drinking as more and more of his piss filled my mouth. I swallowed every drop. He pulled his dick out of my mouth, stuffed it back in his trousers, zipped up, winking and smiling again, and left. I closed and latched the door sitting down on the commode again. I heard the hall door open and close and presumed it was him. I wondered when he had entered the rest room. It had to have been when I was being fucked by the second guy. We had to have been so engrossed in our fucking this cop had entered unheard by either of us. It had to have been then. Again, I sat and considered my options. The only difference was that now I had three loads of cum in my ass. I checked my watch. I had been here a little over three hours. It was nearing 1:00. I had gotten lucky on my first foray into this building. I had gotten fucked by three men and taken their cum loads. Not only fucked by three men but one was a cop in full uniform no less. And, got a bladder of piss from the cop. This had been a morning indeed. Once more I heard the hall door open and close as I sat and pondered my afternoon. I heard the squishing sound of sneakers walking on the tile floor. They would grow faint and then louder and closer again. I realized that he was walking down the arcades of stalls and returning to the main walk area. The sneakers came closer and closer reaching the steps at the end of my row of stalls. They stopped. “Man, what’s up,” I heard finally from the steps from a deep basso voice. “What you up to?” I thought first before saying, “Just waiting for you.” “For what,” I was asked. “What do you want,” I asked. Silence. This newcomer was now going to have to commit or leave the way I looked at it. “Booty,” was his reply. I thought about it. I had no idea who this was. I had been lucky so far. Was my luck about to run out or run deeper? I stood up re-positioned myself to face the wall and knelt down as I pulled my dick and balls up showing my booty below the stall partition. “Like this,” I asked. “Long as I can get in it to nut,” I heard. I stood up reached over and unlatched the stall door and pushed it a little. I faced the commode for the fourth time that day leaning over it and holding on as before. I heard nothing and then those squishing sneakers coming down the row. They stopped at the stall door. “Damn, man. You ready,” he said and laughed. He walked in to rub his hand all over my ass. “Nice. Any in there?” “Three,” I replied. “Damn; nice. I love fucking in cum,” my latest newcomer said. I heard him moving about as he rubbed my ass. I lowered my head to see him dropping his shorts and kicking out of them. He now began to finger my ass pushing in as far as he could and pulling out. “Okay I drag some cum out for lube?” “Sure,” I said. He made several passes inside after inserting a second finger pulling out some of the cum and fuck juices that had settled down near my hole. I could feel the liquid run out. He smeared it around my hole. “Fucking nice, man; fucking nice,” he said. I felt his dick line up to my hole and begin to press inward. It was somewhat difficult going but soon enough his dick head popped into me with a flash. DAMN! That hurt. I sucked in air and heard a little chuckle. “Yeah, man. It’sa big one and going to get bigger. Going to nut in you good though. Give you a big four day old load. Gotta stretch you big to get it. I go balls deep, man. You ready? Gotta go all in one shove though. Just don’t scream; hate to knock you out,” he said matter of factly—and, some how I knew he was a man of his word. I held up my hand and took four long deep breaths of air, returned my hand to the commode, and shook my head yes. Before I had finished, he had rammed full length into my ass ripping my sphincter wider still with the shaft of his dick as his fat dick head plunged into the darkness of my ass. I throttled a scream that had formed in my throat letting it escape me in small eeking sounds. My eyes watered as the pain spread with the speed of light all throughout my body. “I told you it’sa big one and going balls deep,” he said as he chuckled knowingly. “Good thing you didn’t scream. But, you can take it, dude. Not many can without screaming,” he reported. I was still reeling from the pain but made no effort to disengage my ass from being invaded by this new dick. All I knew was this black man had a dick with a big head on it and a dick shaft that was bigger still. What I also knew was he wanted to fuck booty and nut which pain willing was going to be in me. Until then, I knew I was going to have to suffer in silence until my ass hole and inside was stretched enough to accommodate this monster hole auger. I was not given much time for adjustment though. This man wanted booty and was on a mission to get it for his nut. Out of my ass he pulled this monster meat allowing my lining to collapse. He stopped so that just the big head on his dick was left inside me which in and of itself was cause of a gasp of air. Then, once more he went full throttle inside causing more pain but not as much as the first time. The first time is always the busiest with the nerve endings. That’s the big stretcher. That’s when a lining is measured out for future thrusts. Once an inside knows how big it has to get, the rest of the insertions are easier. Not only did this Black guy want booty, he wanted it now and was determined much like Burger King to have it his way. And, have it his way he did. I accepted his oversize dick in my ass every time that he slammed inside me and greeted with mixed feelings of his withdrawal. There weren’t any mixed feelings once I got the stretching size down pat. Then, it was just pure pig heaven taking his big black dick. He must have had great experience at men being fucked by his big dick and knew exactly how many times he had to fuck a hole to get it fully stretched out for comfort. It seemed as if he made one passage where no pain at all was caused and from then on he picked up speed and went for more depth. He plunged harder and harder into my ass buckling my arms as they stretched out holding the commode seat. I tried angling my arms which helped somewhat. But, he simply added more power behind his thrusts. The pain from his big dick invading my ass lessened with each in and out stroke. Soon, the pain was completely gone replaced by a new driving force of needing this big dick to fuck me more and more. The need to take a load of cum from it was also now in my forethoughts. I was anticipating now the final throes of satisfaction for him that would result in his discharging his sticky white paste of swimming wigglers that would eventually become a part of me. More and more he increased his thrusting power as I became more determined to accept each forward hip movement that sent his blood engorged tube of meaty procreation into my ass. I steeled my arms on the seat accepting each rear end crash. His hands that now gripped my hips were as determined in holding me in place as I was determined to accept his entries. I heard his early alert alarm sound as he said, “You fucking white kunt. You’re gonna get my nut now. You bitch. Take my nut. Take my nut, kunt. Fucking take my nut NOW!” As he had begun his tirade of sexual completion, I braced myself for an even harder assault on my ass which came with every word spoken by him. He increased his fucking speed with each word both inward and outward as well as increased the crashing impact he made on my ass cheeks. His increased speed and impact continued until the very last word that he uttered at which point he inserted his fully inflated big black dick as far as he could into my ass where he held it as his hands doubled and tripled their grip on my hips. I felt his super sized black dick swell slightly as the first round of his body fluid now was flushed out of his balls and into the drain line that ran through his fattened dick. His muscles pushed each of these white globules along the way until the sticky masses were forced out his piss slit and splattered the lining of my inside. More and more of his body fluid was ejected from his body and accepted into mine where it no doubt was pressed against the lining and forced further into me as his thick blood engorged dick head and shaft served as plug and barrier preventing this precious liquid from draining along the shaft and out of my ass. We were coupled now for one purpose: This was the ultimate and closing scene that we both had been building to reach. Though for different purposes, we both were experiencing this same scenario and had reached the pinnacle of our act together now sliding down the other side to what would eventually be the epilogue. Slower and slower, this Black man now spit his body fluid into my body as he lessened his grip on my hips. It was all too soon for either of us that the final deposit was made. Again, all too soon for different reasons for the two of us involved here that the final deposit was made. Surprisingly, he patted my ass cheek. He began gently pulling his now deflated dick from my ass as I gently squeezed it with my sphincter on its way out. When the big head of this dick popped out of my ass, I immediately squeezed my sphincter tightly so that no escape could be made by the liquid in my ass. I turned almost as immediately kneeling on the floor in front of this Black man taking his fat dick in my mouth and washing it as I worshipped it as well. I was aware that many men are super sensitive after nutting and was careful with my mouth. I now looked upward at him as he looked down at me. We intently gazed at the other knowing what had just passed between us and were content. I noticed the sweat on his brow and felt his hairy legs as I caressed them with my hands. I saw his stubbled face and somewhat long hair. The diamond earring glistened in his left lobe. I took his big calloused hands into mine and held them. I rubbed my hands over his lightly hairy bubble butt. I nursed the last of his cum load into my mouth as I now tasted no more of the testament that his big black dick had once been in my ass. Slowly, I began releasing his dick from my mouth lowering my head so that his dick head gently left my orifice so that it and the rest of his still big dick gently hung in front of his balls. I rose to meet my fucker. He was about six feet tall as I am five feet ten inches. We looked more at each other. “Man, you know how to take a fucking,” he finally said in his now familiar basso voice. “Didn’t think you’d make it. You got four in you now. You gonna get more?” “Well, I’ve probably reached my limit here today. It’s my first time visiting here. It’s been very successful. Four out of the gate,” I reported. “First time here? Man, you can take’m. And hold’em. You’re a cum whore, ain’tcha?” he asked. “Oh, yes. It’s my paycheck for being fucked. That makes me a prostitute, don’t you think,” I asked him. He laughed. “How long you been here today?” “Got here about 9:30. Not a lot of traffic. Not sure it’s worth the time even if it did produce four. I need lots of dicks and loads of cum,” I confessed. “I’m an addict.” “Man, you can’t be wanting more” he said and laughed lightly. “Ain’t four enough, man?” “No. I’m an addict. I can’t be fucked enough and can’t take enough cum in my ass to satisfy me,” I said dead seriously looking at him not smiling. “You serious? You want more?” he asked. “You staying or leaving? You leaving, come on go with me. I take you back to my place and fuck you again. Give you another load in there deep as the first one. I can nut again. You’re a good fuck.” I considered my options once more but with a new option. I thought about the time it was getting which had to be very late afternoon now. To leave here now gave me an option of getting fucked and another load of cum or going home with just four loads in me. This was a no brainer for me. Why settle for four when five would be twenty-five percent more? “Thanks for the compliment. Okay. I’ll leave now. Let me get dressed,” I said retrieving my shorts and putting them on. My stall mate dressed as I did. I put my bottle of lube in my pocket, and we departed. Part 2 As we exited the building, I stopped and asked him if he drove. He told me no he had taken the bus downtown. I asked him were he lived. He told me that he lived off Newton Road. Oh, lawzy. I lived off Newton Road. We were neighbors of sorts. I asked where and he told me in Peterson Estates. I knew exactly where he lived. “I did drive. Let’s go get my car and get to your place, then,” I said. I drove as we talked learning more about the other including our names. When I turned onto Newton Road, I told him that he would need to guide me now. He gave directions and easily enough his was the first house in the subdivision. I pulled in the double wide drive parking on the right side as told. Once inside, LaShaun told me that his car was being repaired. He went on to say that he had a couple of guys who rented rooms from him but that they were gone for the weekend. He asked if I wanted something to drink. I asked for some water no ice though. I followed him into the kitchen where I drank the water as he got a soda from the refrigerator. I followed him to his bedroom. LaShaun set his soda on a night stand and began to strip. I finished off my water and asked where I could piss. He pointed to a door which went to a bath room. I unzipped taking my dick out and pissed into the bowl as I set the glass down on the counter. While pissing, LaShaun entered the bath room totally naked. His huge dick swayed side to side as he walked. He joined me at the commode and relieved his own bladder. We re-entered the bed room where LaShaun had turned down the bed covers. He climbed into bed as I stripped totally climbing in quickly and scooting over to him. His arms reached out wrapping around me as he moved toward me. Our lips met with mine parting soon after taking in his big tongue that explored my entire mouth as my own tussled with his. I could feel his big dick once more rising up and being filled with his blood. As his big black dick continued to grow and we continued to kiss, LaShaun eventually rolled me onto my back as he moved himself firmly on top of me weighing me down as he used his feet to maneuver between my legs spreading them so that he could settle between them. I wrapped my ankles on the backs of his spread legs as we continued to kiss deeply while his dick grew more. LaShaun was much more animated than he had been at Starkland. He was on home turf here and from what he had demonstrated so far was very passionate. This was more personal and not just sex in a public rest room. Soon enough though LaShaun was primed and needing back in my booty. He knelt between my legs pulling them up and onto my chest as he lined his now fully erect big black dick at my ass hole. I had no lube on the outside this time and LaShaun wasn’t stopping to apply any. He pushed harder still as I winced in anticipation that soon enough his fat dick head would pop through my sphincter which it did in surprising short order. Though not as painful as the first time, I still was very, very aware of when he had entered me. Unlike at Starkland, LaShaun did not stop when his dick head had popped through my sphincter. Despite no lube outside my hole, he continued to press harder still with his big fat dick while rolling me up off the bed onto my shoulders. His blood fattened dick slid slowly inside me dragging along the unlubed entire shaft until it had been once more fully inserted into me where it was lubed by the remains of four cum loads and fuck juices that had been generated. As he felt his pubes rubbing my ass cheeks and his balls coming to rest below my crack, LaShaun shifted positions lowering me a bit and putting my legs on his shoulders. “Fucking, yeah, bitch. You're gonna get another load outta my balls, man. Get you hooked on me and my dick and make you unfit for other men to use,” he said with complete honesty. “You hooked on big black ones, ain’tcha’?” he asked rhetorically. “I know you are. I seen bitches like you before. You get one big one like me in you and you’re hooked good. You’ll be back for more from me. I seen it a lot. Kunts like you love big black dick pounding your ass hard and deep filling you up with all the hot ball juice we got,” he said as he once more fucked me. He leaned down and began kissing once more bending me in half as he made sure my ass was upturned to take his mammoth black dick which gave him such great pride. He knew what his dick meant to me. He pounded away as we kissed deeply. More and more he made his journey in and out of my ass spreading wide my inside gut as he made entry and exit from it as he drove himself onward toward his goal. He fucked me harder and harder still slamming into me deeper and deeper as he drove his tongue deeper into my mouth. I had visions of his tongue being hit by the top of his dick from the way he was fucking. Then, his balls had reached their limit and spewed forth into my ass once more their contents. “FUCKING BITCH, TAKE THAT NUT JUICE,” he bellowed when he pulled his tongue from my mouth. He shoved his now swollen more big black dick into my ass fully deep as the contents spewed and splattered once more inside coating me again. Sweat from his forehead dropped onto me as he grimaced in erotic ecstasy of completion. More and more and more of his white gooey ball batter made its way through his big pulsing dick into my ass that accepted every drop of it. He shivered as the last rounds of his cum flowed swiftly through his slowly shrinking dick into my ass. He shivered once more and collapsed onto me. We lay there entwined with my ankles pushing into him as my splayed legs spread wide giving him access to my ass while my arms wrapped around him tightly holding him to me hearing his breathing returning to normal as was mine. This had not lasted as long as I had hoped but more importantly I had been rewarded with another of his cum loads. I reveled in my fortune of meeting this Black man and that we lived so close to each other. “Damn, man. Leave you for a weekend without wheels and you still get a piece of ass,” we heard from the doorway. LaShaun and I both jumped from being startled and turned to look. Standing looking in from the doorway were two Black men staring at the two of us in bed with my legs and arms wrapped around my host. Both were grinning ear to ear. “Dog, you said you was going to be gone the whole weekend,” LaShaun said in a somewhat pissed and demanding voice. He began rearranging himself on the bed resulting in his withdrawing his deflated dick from my ass. As he rolled off me onto his back, I instinctively clamped my sphincter tight so as not to lose any precious liquid. “What are you two doing back here,” he demanded now half sitting up. “Got there and nothing was going on. Tiffany told him she wasn’t marrying him and left town. Gone. Packed her clothes and left. Her mom’s real pissed,” the taller one said. “Me and Judge came back because nothing was going on. No party, nothing,” he added. “Damn. That’s too bad,” LaShaun said. “So, who’d you just fuck,” the taller one asked and laughed joined by the shorter one. “None of your business,” LaShaun replied looking at the two voyeurs. “Besides, you get your own pieces. I got this one down at Starkland,” my host declared looking at me. “Brought me home; saved me from that bus. I done fucked him twice and going to get some more before I turn him loose. You go away.” “You fucked him twice tells me what I need to know,” the short one chimed in. “You don’t never fuck one twice less it’s real good and can take your pounding. You need to share before you stretch him all out of shape and ruin him. We ain’t had none in a week.” “Yeah, you need to share that piece. We all live here and share this house,” the tall one chimed in grinning. “Besides, we made that trip for nothing. Come back because no party or nothing. Just wasted time on the road. Looks like we ought to be rewarded for being good relatives at least. And you ain’t using him now anyway ‘cause we seen you finish. You’re pump ain’t primed yet and ours are.” The two in the doorway laughed. LaShaun looked at me and back at the two. In that simple gesture, I knew he was considering it. I tried to envision what it must be like living here. I couldn’t. I tried to envision the house rules. I couldn’t. I tried to envision what it would be like to be brought back to this house by one of these three. I couldn’t . . . but, LaShaun’s simple look gave me an idea of what it might have been like on a previous occasion. LaShaun continued to look at the two—as did I—as they stood in the doorway. He finally turned his head and looked at me once more. I looked at him. “You know, Bill, I told you at Starkland I love fucking in cum,” I heard him say quietly, “and, I didn’t know those three you had in you.” I sat there and took in his words before I responded equally as quiet, “Well, which do you prefer: Fucking in cum from men you don’t know or fucking in cum from men you know?” LaShaun now considered his response. He looked back at his housemates and back to me saying, “You know, I don’t know. It’s been awhile since I had a chance to compare.” He looked at me intently unsmiling. I returned his look and said, “Well, you shouldn’t be deprived of such knowledge. When you want to find out, you let me know. You remember what I told you at Starkland. I’m addicted to sex and would consider it an honor to help you on your quest.” We looked at each other, and we each began to smile slightly. He lowered his voice still more and said, “You’re a whore, man. I’m going to love watching you with them two. That will prime my pump good.” LaShaun slid off the bed and walked over to an easy chair and sat down draping one leg over a chair arm. He looked at the two in the doorway and waved his hand from them to the bed. I rolled over on my stomach splaying my legs looking back at the doorway. The two looked at LaShaun and then at me . . . and at their fortune after such a lousy trip. The two moved into the room slowly until they got to the bed. They stood there momentarily and then began taking off their clothes. I stayed on my stomach but twisted around a bit to watch seeing shirts, shoes, socks, pants, and underwear all come off these two black men. Now, I moved. I got up on all fours and walked over to the edge of the bed where I maneuvered myself sitting on the edge. From here, I reached out to each taking their deflated dicks into my hands where I kneaded and gently pulled on them until I felt the beginning of them stiffening. I leaned over to the dick of the shorter man named Judge and took it into my mouth full length as it grew. I had watched this man as he had undressed. He stood about 5 feet 9 inches and weighed about 160 to 170 pounds. His short hair and clean shaved face gave him a very young look. Though he had a moderate amount of hair on his arms and legs, the same moderation of hair on his chest did not hide the beginning of a six pack which went along with his muscled arms and legs. This moderation of body hair contrasted sharply with his bushy pubic hair which looked like it was one big fur ball that had been glued onto his body making the stark nakedness of his balls that clearly had been shaved seem even more exposed. No body piercings or tattoos were on his body. His uncut fat dick with its wonderful hood that half covered the head was beautifully adorned also with big veins on top and the sides. Finally, as I lathered this wonderful body tool with my wet tongue, I found that it would jut straight out from his body when fully erect at about 8 inches making entry into my mouth a very filling experience. He was mouth watering and tasty. I sucked and sucked and spit-lubed this now fully grown dick attached to this Black man. Making up to him for his travel experience to a wedding that did not take place weighed on my mind. I certainly had no obligation to make up for such a wasted time for this trip he had taken, but I was going to do my best as Southern charm and graciousness required to make travelers feel welcome and at home—even if it was a return to his own home where I was a guest. As I sucked on the fat dick of Judge, my other hand still held in it the uncut thicker dick of the taller man whom I found out later was named Kevin. I continued to jack it slowly encouraging it to fill itself with blood so that it, too, could be sucked eventually. This dick in my other hand had me mesmerized the moment I saw it. It had a hood on it that formed over the head and covered almost all of the Prince Albert that peeked out. The absolutely huge veins on the top that trailed down the sides added to the mesmerizing effect on me. The more I jacked this monster dick the larger it inflated with the blood from this man. I knew that when I faced or rather turned my back to it the size would be enormous. Kevin was about 6 feet tall and weighed about 180 to 190 pounds. His chest, arms, and legs were covered with as much hair as Judge’s pubic area was. He was definitely muscled and through the thick hair on his chest a definite 6 pack showed through. He also was clean shaved and had short hair. I wondered how he had gotten the scar on his upper left arm which somewhat balanced the Lion’s head and symbol for Leo that were tattooed on his right shoulder. I had noticed the contrast between the two new men as they had approached and stripped their clothing off. Kevin had a heavy gauge bar piercing his left nipple as well as a Prince Albert that was definitely on the lower gauge numbers. I didn’t know what size the PA was but it had to be one of the thickest I had seen. I briefly wondered about it. This dick had now grown in my hand so that it felt huge. I could tell without looking that the hood had peeled back off the PA and that the erect dick curved slightly upward at the head. I wondered what this dick and PA would feel like in my throat and ass. I slid my mouth off Judge’s dick looking up at him as I did so. I grasped it slightly with my right hand and began jacking it to keep it inflated not that I believed it would deflate. I leaned to my left replacing my left hand with my mouth taking this now monster black dick into my mouth. I tasted the dick and PA as it came into touch with my tongue. I slid as far down the shaft as I could making sure that no teeth were applied to this fattened breeding tube and hoping that no teeth were chipped from the PA. Before I had begun my intake, I had noticed that Kevin’s dick had grown to about 9 inches and thick. It looked to be an almost impossibility before I began my journey along the shaft length. The base of this dick was framed on his hairy body which had been shaved clean of all hair where his pubes should have been. This shaving had continued down to his ball sac so that this was an island of nakedness on this hairy Black man. It was indeed a beautiful sight. LaShaun watched the three of us from his easy chair. I later reflected on the whole visit and came to the conclusion that it was not a sight that disappointed him but was simply one more such a sight with a new or different bottom than he had watched before. (I found out much later that I was right.) He had been treated to seeing me suck the two of these Black men. And, then, he was treated to further visual. By this time, Judge and Kevin were both primed and ready to proceed to more active involvement with me as I was ready—and needing—for them to do. I slid my mouth off Kevin’s now wet dick allowing the metal-tipped end carefully to exit my mouth. I released Judge’s dick from my grasp where it had maintained its fullness from my jacking. I twisted around on the bed arranging myself about halfway down from the headboard on all fours and looked at the two of them. Clearly, I was now positioned so that one of them would be on the bed kneeling behind me to fuck while the other would be on the bed so that I could suck on his dick. The choice was theirs to make. The two looked at me and then at each other. Kevin nodded toward my ass before he turned to climb onto the bed sliding his body beneath mine. His dick was to be sucked. Judge walked to the foot of the bed and climbed onto it behind me. As I lowered my mouth down onto Kevin’s dick once more, I felt Judge moving closer on his knees behind me. He reached his hands out placing them on my ass cheeks pulling them when he neared them. I felt the tip of his dick as it bobbed slightly until he lined his piss slit up with my hole. He began a slow pressure inward. Judge popped through my sphincter sinking the head of his dick into me and then paused his entry. He adjusted himself as I finished my taking Kevin’s dick into my mouth fully savoring the taste once more of dick and metal at the back of my mouth. I felt more pressure at my ass lips as Judge began sinking his dick into my ass deeper and deeper until I felt that thick bush of his pubic hair as it was crushed against my ass tickling me. It had been slow going for Judge as all of the spit-lube that I had put on his dick had disappeared from my jacking him as I sucked on Kevin's dick. No matter; his dick made its full entry in my ass. Once fully inserted, Judge began his rhythmic in and out of my ass as I felt him stretch my inside and then the collapse of my inside as he withdrew his thick dick from me. Over and over he made his entry and exit filling me and then emptying my breeding tunnel. As Judge entered and exited my ass, his dick became coated with cum and fuck juices lubing his big dick making for a hot fuck for both of us to enjoy. As this unknown Black man gained momentum with his strokes, I tasted the metal of the other Black man’s steel tipped thick dick in my mouth. I was impaled on big black dicks at both ends which couldn’t be any better. Well, unless there were a dozen more Black men standing by to take the place of these two for a gang bang up my ass. I was momentarily satisfied being stuffed by these two Black men. I knew in the back of my mind at some point they would exit my body after having made their deliveries. I knew also in that same point that LaShaun would replace them and for the third time today fuck a load of his own cum into my ass. I was getting ahead of myself though counting my cum loads before they were delivered. My mouth slowly slid up and down on this behemoth of a black steel tipped dick providing it with as much of my saliva as my glands would produce. I had to be sure that this Black man’s dick was well wetted to make his entry in my ass when his turn came. I knew that once inside me there would be sufficient lube there from all the cum and fuck juices that Judge and LaShaun (and others) had deposited in me. My adoration of this monster dick in my mouth was genuine. Judge had continued to fuck my ass with his fat dick sliding in and out using the slickness that his dick had found in me. Judge had no doubt shoved his dick fully into the liquids that had been deposited in my ass by LaShaun and the other three as well as the fuck juices that had been generated by those fucks. His fat dick now sloshed around and made that distinctive squishing sound as he withdrew it from my ass. His unshaved balls slapped against my ass cheeks as he made that full entry each time stirring and driving his need to empty those big man eggs that hung low in his ball sac. I wished there had been a video camera of the three of us on this bed. “Damn, Shaun. Glad you didn’t have wheels this weekend. This bitch is a hot fuck,” Judge said as he pounded my ass. “Kevin, you’re gonna nut as soon as you get in here, man. It’s unbelievably hot like a furnace.” Judge continued with his fucking but had now increased his speed. I continued tasting the dick in my mouth making sure that I did not suck it to the point of causing it to erupt prematurely meaning in my mouth instead of my ass. Judge’s speed increased again with this time him increasing his grip on my hips. His withdrawal from my ass was not the full length that he had been making but instead began making withdrawals that were only half the length of his dick and then rammed fully back inside me. His speed increased with the shorter fucking stroke told me that he was nearing the point of no return when he would send the contents of his balls racing through his body and into mine. To encourage him, I began slowly gripping his dick making my grasp tighter and tighter as he continued to fuck me. “Oh, yeah, bitch. Fucking tighten that ass up. Make me know how much you want this load of mine in there,” Judge finally said when he fully realized how I was manipulating his dick. I continued my slow grip with each of the half strokes his dick was now making. To fully concentrate on Judge, I slowed my sucking of Kevin’s dick. Instead of the down and up on it, I now held about 80 percent of it in my mouth as I moved my tongue around the bottom and sides of it. I hoped he understood my change in tactics. “Fucking white bitch! I’m gonna nut in you good,” Judge said with heated determination as again he increased his speed of fucking. “Damn, fucking kunt! Fill you full! Fucking gonna fill you full of my nut! FUCK!” Judge bellowed shoving his dick full force into my ass as far as he could holding it there as his hands gripped my hips pulling them tightly against him. “DAMN! FUCK! FUCK! SHIT!” I could feel Judge’s dick swelling and spitting its contents several times in quick succession much as if it were a machine gun spewing forth bullets. His dick spewed forth the gooey white paste and other body fluids that he had been working so diligently to produce. After about nine or ten quick successive shots in my ass, Judge’s body slowed its delivery of his cum load but continued to expel those fluids for several more rounds of delivery. Even when the delivery of his cum load slowed its lowest rate of delivery, Judge held my hips tightly as sweat dropped from his body onto mine as he leaned further over me. It was just one more fluid from him. Now, this big black dick that was fully inserted in my ass began deflating though it never completely made the downsizing to its original portion when I first saw it. I had stopped making any movement on Kevin’s dick. Judge slapped my ass and began slowly withdrawing his spent dick from my ass hole. I gripped it comfortably tight squeezing it so that whatever last few drops of cum that lingered in his dick would hopefully be drained from it into my ass. At the same time, I began raising my head so that my mouth uncovered Kevin’s dick. Judge’s dick made its exit from my ass but not before having made a full and complete deposit of another load of cum. I felt Judge release my hips as he walked on his knees backwards to the end of the bed. I turned my head to look at him and as I did Kevin began to extricate himself from beneath me. He rolled off the bed walking to the end of the bed as Judge walked to where Kevin had exited the bed. The two men swapped spots as I once more settled my head downward onto the now spent dick of Judge. Gingerly, I began lowering my mouth over the limp black big veined dick which had just been in my ass fucking me and making a deposit of cum. I raised it upward with my hand so that inserting it into my mouth could be done slowly since I had no knowledge of how sensitive Judge’s dick was after having just released his load of cum. I was respectful of a man’s time of sensitivity and didn’t want to alienate him. I found though that by taking my time to insert this now spent dick into my mouth had allowed the nerve endings of Judge’s dick to desensitize to a level where my mouth on it caused no angst or over-stimulation. Once I had lowered my mouth downward fully enveloping Judge’s dick, unbeknownst to me, Judge nodded to Kevin who had by this time reached his goal of lining his uncut super vein covered black dick with the PA in it with my brown ass eye. Kevin had slowly pushed the tip of his PA into my brown eye stretching it to an oval shape as the rest of his black leviathan appendage had inflated itself in anticipation of what was to come. I had felt this steel as it had been inserted and shuddered with great anticipation and excitement. I began a slow up and down on Judge’s dick to clean it from its labors in my ass as well as to greedily taste and consume the remnants of what his dick had so graciously done while in me. I had made three full length passes down and up on Judge’s savory dick and was preparing to begin my fourth descent when Kevin made his entry. I felt in an instant the now warm steel proceeding to slice through my sphincter and into my inner being as my ass lips peeled back fully the hood that had so covered this beautiful black dick attached to this Adonis of a Black man. I felt my sphincter spread wide open accepting the now turgid fuck tool from this man who was gripping my hips as if they were in two vises. My insides stretched open in an instant as Kevin went full throttle on his entry. In less than a nanosecond he had impaled me on his now fully inflated engorged veined black dick. I did feel a slight pain shooting through my body but was more taken by surprise at the sudden invasion, the impact I felt, and what I heard as his pelvis slapped against my ass. I did jerk slightly and winced. With his pubic hair all shaved off, there was a definite slap of skin against skin when Kevin had made his full insertion into my body to say nothing of feeling his two egg-sized balls as they swung pendulously forward on impact hitting my own two balls. This was what it was like to be fucked by a god. Kevin was not a wait and see man. He no sooner had fully inserted his swollen fat steel tipped dick into my ass than he began his first withdrawal from there. He pulled himself out until only half his upturned dick head remained in my ass before he once more began a forward thrust sending his tumescent blood engorged dick back into my insides where on impact I felt the steel tip snap quickly to one side. That sensation I had not noticed on his original entry. Over and over again Kevin would withdraw his body’s fuck appendage until it barely remained inside me until he would just as swiftly return it full length inside me causing his PA to flip to one side or another as it was pressed into me. His hands from the beginning were like vises holding me steady in one place as he repeatedly invaded my body. I reveled in the sensation. As I adjusted myself to this new fucker, I refocused on the big fat dick in my mouth which I now once more began sucking on in earnest. Tasting with renewed vigor and lust the fuck juices that had been generated in my ass plus all the tasty remnants of cum loads that had been deposited in my ass. This liquid refreshment that I tasted was so delicious. I bobbed my head down and up on Judge’s deflated dick holding it in place as best that I could considering the pounding which I was now receiving from Kevin. I would stop periodically so that I could swirl his dick around in my mouth with my tongue not only trying to stimulate it but to make sure that all the residue of being in my ass was removed. However, despite being focused on Judge and his dick, the fucking that I was taking from Kevin did have its affect on me churning my ass into a frenzy of its own desiring more and more of his dick. Judge decided that he had had enough at some point and gently grabbed my head pulling it upwards and off his dick. I looked down as this wetted black delivery tube slipped from my mouth and flopped over onto Judge’s thigh. I looked up at him, and he winked at me. He slowly made his way out from beneath me as Kevin continued his fucking in and out of my ass in what I thought might be a little harder and faster than before. Judge slipped off the bed as I resettled myself bracing as Kevin definitely increased his speedy thrusts in and out of my ass. He pummeled me now harder and harder as his big hands held me in his human vise. I focused on how this fatted dick felt as it made its entries and exits from my ass. I felt the skin covering the meat of this delivery tube sliding millimeter by millimeter into my ass and felt so happy and thankful. I felt the hairless pubic area of this tall Black man hit my ass cheeks hearing the slap of skin against skin. I felt that same skin covering the meat on this delivery tube as it slid all too quickly out of my ass collapsing my inside but awaiting the next invasion. I celebrated each entry wishing they would never end. “Lay down flat,” I heard Kevin demand. I loosened my braced position and fell forward onto the bed fully as Kevin began making one of his inward journeys. I stretched my arms out to each side. Kevin had fully inserted his dick in my ass when I began my forward movement so that he could be carried forward with his momentum and that we would stay conjoined. Kevin landed on my back his head at mine. I felt crushed from his weight and wanted more. Upon hitting the mattress flatly, Kevin released his vise-like grip on my hips and rushed them up to my upper body. He pushed one fist under my neck pulling it up to his face while the other hand immediately slid between me and the sheet searching, finding, and grabbing my nipple. Two fingers mashed my nipple flat between them as my head was pulled back against his. Kevin moved his mouth to my ear and whispered, “You’re a fucking white whore that’s hooked on big black dick, aren’t you? You can’t get enough of it, can you? You need it a lot, don’t you? And, you need it rough don’t you?” I shook my head slightly yes so as not to be noticeable but enough to let him know my affirmative responses to every question that he had asked. Immediately, Kevin began pounding my ass harder to go as deep as he could as he reached his mouth down to my ear. He took it in his mouth and bit it hard; I almost screamed. He moved his mouth to my neck where he bit me also. No sound left my lips. He moved to another spot on my neck biting harder. Still, no sound left my lips. The only telltale sign that what Kevin had done to me was so fully appreciated and enjoyed was that my dick now had become fully inflated and was screaming for attention. I’m sure Kevin knew what his actions would do to me. Kevin was now pounding my ass as hard as he could as he mashed further still my nipple. I wasn’t sure how much more I would be able to take from him but was determined that whatever he dished out I would accept willingly. I gave no thought to LaShaun or Judge watching the two of us on the bed. In fact, they had disappeared from my thoughts all together. I was alone with Kevin and was focused on satisfying him. One final time, Kevin took my neck into his mouth and bit it. He bit it hardest of all this time. I was sure it would leave a mark if not draw blood but didn’t care. He released my neck from his teeth and my nipple from his fingers. I felt the blood rush back into my nipple giving an equal amount of pleasurable pain as Kevin had given as he squeezed it. Kevin moved his hand from beneath my neck and from under me placing the palms of each hand down on the bed pushing his body up after he had shoved his dick fully into my ass. He quickly repositioned his hands so that one was now placed on each ass cheek of mine. Kevin pushed hard on my cheeks spreading them wide apart allowing the best access to my anterior body entry. His huge dick was occupying me now but he had a plan to occupy me even more. As his hands finished the spreading of my ass cheeks and having readjusted his stance to be up on his knees, Kevin began his final assault on my hole. He ravaged it with fully brutal strokes of in and out. I made every effort to assist by maneuvering up on my knees as best I could as I arched my back giving full access. Kevin continued his assault. Somewhere between a half dozen and a dozen strokes of his dick in and out of my ass, I felt sweat rain off Kevin and onto my body. This man was about to finish. More and more he fucked me. Harder and harder still he fucked me. Kevin drove his dick which had hardened to steel strength from the real steel at the tip to the base further into my ass. I felt this strengthened black dick pass in and out of my body knowing that the end result was coming and what it would be. With the speed of the fucking now, the flipping of his PA back and forth was almost imperceptible but it was doing its work inside me with each inward thrust. “YOU FUCKING WHITE BITCH KUNT! TAKE MY FUCKING NUT!” and with that, Kevin shoved his dick full length into my ass as far as he could holding it there as the muscles contracted and spit its glut of sticky white glue-like fluid that filled my ass. Over and over and over again this beautiful black uncut dick sprayed its fluids into my ass where they mixed with all the other fluids that had been deposited that day. This was the load of the day though: THE load. This was the load that had come from the man who had so excited my own nerve endings and stimulated me with his teeth and fingers. I would need more from him—decidedly more. Somewhere between two dozen and two and a half dozen shots from this now dwindling fat black dick, Kevin collapsed once more onto my body full length and lay there. Once more the crushing sensation hit me knocking the breath from my lungs a little. I cared not though knowing what he was imparting to me via his still buried dick. I felt his wet body as his sweat mixed with my own. He slowly moved his hands from my ass cheeks up to mine moving both his arms and mine close to my body. His head rested on my shoulder pushed up against my head. We lay coupled together both feeling the last vestiges of his body fluid draining from him into mine both satisfied for the moment. “Damn, Kevin. You haven’t fucked like that in a long time. I told you he had a sweet ass that was hot as a furnace,” Judge finally said. His words drew both Kevin and me back to reality. Kevin reached up and nipped my ear. “You’re fucking okay, man,” Kevin said. “You don’t leave before I get your number. I want back in you.” I nodded slightly. Kevin put his hands on the bed and pushed upwards lifting his body up off me as well as pulling his now soft dick out of my ass. I could only imagine what it would taste and feel like now. Kevin hopped off the bed as I began to stir myself from my position. My movement was stopped. LaShaun was on the bed almost as soon as Kevin had left it. Though I had begun to rise, LaShaun pushed me back down onto the bed face down. I remembered now about him and Judge watching. True to his word, LaShaun had had his pump primed and was again ready to fuck the ass he had met at Starkland Building. Who was I to refuse? I felt him knee my legs apart. I spread them as wide as I possibly could while attempting to raise my hips up so that my ass hole was available. It must have been just what LaShaun wanted. I felt his left hand reach up grasping my shoulder as his right hand positioned his dick head at my ass hole. I felt him push his dick head right into my ass on the first try. He reached up with his right hand firmly grabbing that shoulder as his left hand strengthened its grip on my left shoulder. “I knew you’d be a fuckin’ whore to watch with those two and would prime my pump. Bitch, you really got me goin’,” he said in my ear. With his fastest invasion all day, LaShaun rammed his fat dick in my ass full length where he began an instant fucking. This was not his style until now. He must have needed a visual treat to get him so turned on . . . and, I was glad that I had helped to provide that. He was a wicked fucker now. By comparison, LaShaun had been a gentle giant of a fucking man on his first two rounds with me. This time he was a mad man that had escaped his confinement of 20 years and was going to redeem his lack of sexual gratification all in one ass which happened to be mine. He took no time in “owning” my ass. He spared no brutality as he had before. LaShaun ravaged my ass with his dick as he slammed and rammed into me as hard as he could jarring my entire body despite being so tightly held by him at my shoulders. My ass and sphincter though used to being fucked now after all the fucking I had taken this day still let me know that this man was using my ass for purposes that were not gentle. He continued to assault my ass with his big dick as he worked through the built up sexual energy that had been developing while he had sat and watched Judge and Kevin fuck me on his bed. We had provided him with a 3-D visual of a three way between two Black men and a white man. It was a visual that he had seen on a few porn films it was not one that he had witnessed in person. It had worked him over. Now, LaShaun worked me over. He continued his relentless attack on my ass with his swollen black dick which had twice before invaded me. This time though there was an urgency in his attack that told me he had been truly turned on and enjoyed watching me being fucked by his two housemates. He had been stimulated to rise up for a third time to plant his big dick in my ass assailing me as he had not done before. His body atop mine attested that he was much further along than either of his other two fucks. His instant speed and urgency gauged by the depth and quickness of his strokes in and out of my ass told me that as he had said “his pump was primed.” Unlike the two times before, LaShaun did not last as long in his fucking me but instead unleashed his third load of cum into my ass. But, indeed he did unleash his load driving it further into me than he had before making sure that he deposited it as far in me as he could drive his dick. Not to be one that turns down any load of cum I was as thankful for this load as I was for all of the loads of cum that I had received that day. I enjoyed and savored feeling LaShaun’s dick as it swelled and forced through it all the ball juices that he had generated and created. I was now the repository for three loads from this one Black man alone. I had taken three other loads at Starkland Building and two from LaShaun’s housemates. Each of these loads of cum had been manna to me feeding me and my hunger. LaShaun collapsed on top of me much as Kevin had done. He was a spent man as Kevin had been. I felt his dick still in my ass making an occasional throbbing sensation making the last of its deposit coming to a final rest inside me pointing downward into me as I’m sure more of final fluids in his delivery tube drained into my ass. I wanted all of it. I needed all of it. LaShaun roused himself after whispering in my ear, “You fuckin’ whore. You’re gonna get more from me I know. You enjoyed this as much as I did.” As he pulled his now flaccid dick from my ass, I gently squeezed it to get that last little bit of him into me. He rolled over on his back as I turned to face him and smiled broadly. He looked back at me and playfully slapped at me. We both laughed. I threw my arm across his chest and moved in close. I reached down making an effort to take his now spent dick in my hand. He told me no. I obeyed moving my hand up to his stomach. LaShaun rested only a bit until he said, “Bill, you are welcome here any time. I’m givin’ you my number before you leave and hope to get yours. You’re a hot fuck. No strings though. I know the whore you are. You say no when you want. You get fucked by any other men you want but know you can always get fucked by me. As for Kevin and Judge, you welcome to fuck with them any time, too. I know them. They like sharing.” I considered what LaShaun had said. I replied, “I really enjoyed fucking with all three of you as well as the other three men at Starkland. I am a whore as you said. I am a sex addict. I’ll never be able to be fucked enough or take enough loads of cum in my ass to satisfy me. You will always be welcome in my ass any time. And, since we don’t live that far from each other, I figure we should be fucking a lot and often. I live just up the street on Meadow.” LaShaun jerked upwards and shot a surprised look at me. “You live where?” he asked. “I live just up the street on Meadow,” I repeated. “JUDGE! KEVIN! COME IN HERE!” LaShaun yelled. The two came to the door. “This whore lives up on Meadow!” LaShaun told them. The looks on their faces were priceless. We were now neighbors and knew it. The realization that only about a mile or so separated us presented such wonderful possibilities. They would have a piece of ass willing to accept any one or combination of the three in any sexual venture who lived not that far away. I, too, would have a choice of one or more Black men who were willing to fuck me good . . . and hard. They each knew that. There were four brains running through the possibilities. LaShaun said, “I’m gettin’ his number and will put it on the board and givin’ him the number here. I think we all enjoyed today. You okay with your number on our board for calls?” “If being on your board means available for all, I’d be honored and always horny,” I said. “I’ll give you my work schedule, too, so that you all know when to expect me at home usually.” Kevin said, “Damn, man. Never had a piece of ass that lived so close as you. And, with three in this place, at least one of us should be ready to fuck you good.” He laughed afterwards along with Judge and LaShaun. I interpreted this to mean that with these three I might be able to count on getting fucked at least three to four times per week. I hoped at least. “And, if not here, there is always my place that’s available for when any of you want to visit me,” I offered. Why should they host all of the time? I know how to greet men at the door naked and lubed. “We’ll take you up on that, too,” LaShaun said with Kevin and Judge agreeing. “Dude, your place next time for sure,” LaShaun said with Kevin and Judge once more agreeing. “In fact, we ain’t got any plans next weekend. Right? So, we’ll give you a call and set up when. You won’t be going to Starkland and won’t need to.” Kevin and Judge both chimed in with their agreements on all of LaShaun’s points. “Well, then, I suppose I should go home and rest so that I will be prepared for next weekend,” I said. “I’m sure I’m going to need all the rest I can get.” “Yeah, you best get a lot of it ‘cause you won’t get none when we get there,” Judge said and laughed. LaShaun and Kevin laughed and agreed with Judge. I rolled off the bed and stood up. LaShaun got out of bed as well and began getting dressed. I found my clothes and dressed. The four of us walked through the house to the front door. Judge had made a quick side trip and met us there. We exchanged numbers, and I provided my address. They each hugged me, squeezed my ass, and gave me a kiss. I left and drove home.
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Toronto bareback parties at Club 120 in Toronto. The Sunday orgies start at 4 pm ... the Wednesday ones start at 6 pm Google Fuk'd July 3 July 7 July 10 July 17 July 21 July 24 July 31
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Pride is celebrated every year as a protest against the Stonewall Inn incident. The intent is to stop spread of hatred. However over years, infections spike around the Pride parade. Is this responsible? I am aware of "its freedom" and " it's my body" etc. arguments. I am interested in knowing more socially responsible comments. There is definitely a disconnect between the intent behind Pride and using the occasion to be socially irresponsible. Why can't we use this occasion to solemnly remember those who were the victims of hate crimes and 1980s AIDS epidemic in the community and reassure ourselves of how we have evolved over time? It may sound philosophical but in my opinion it's better than a can of crisco. Your thoughts please.
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Went to Torquay;s (UK) nudist beach yesterday. Played around with several guys, then found this really sleazy guy. We went behind a large rock area and got very dirty and intense with each other, gob in face, fingering, rimming, really perverted verbal. We were both into piss fun, but sadly neither of us needed to go. By now three other guys were watching us and wanking. We were both now horny as hell and up for anything and openly fucked each other unprotected, without asking about status. It was so horny having naked bareback sex out in the open as other guys watched us, we both shot our loads up each other. After exchanging telephone numbers to meet again, I left the beach, but as I got near to the path out of the beach, there was a guy laid there naked with a large scorpion tattoo on his back. Now I really wanted to have unprotected sex with this guy, but on commenting on his tattoo and running my hand over it, he said he had just cum. He had better be there next time I visit this beach. Any guys on here, based in Devon UK, who want to meet and have unprotected sex on this beach, please send a message.
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Hey. The hypno poppers videos have turned me into a cumwhore. Not that I get alot but it used to be I had to popper up to take load now I just crave them all the time. Like last Sunday at the Treasure Chest in Portland. Was in a booth jerking with a guy I like talking dirty with. No holds barred taboo indulgence in our wildest fantasies. Of course we leave the door ajar so other's can join us. I was seated on the bench when this nice looking middle-aged blond bear takes a peek in. Of course we ask him in. In a flash I have his cock out and he and my friend are making out like banshees. I go to town on his cock. It's about 6" and hard as a teenage bone. Curved up. Dripping precum. I ask if he fucks. He says yea. Takes about a new york minute and his spit lubed cock is balls deep in my neg married cheating hole. I'm in heaven. He's a filthy talker too. He pounds my hole for a few minutes and says, "Oh shit I'm gonna cum." Needless to say I back as far up on that cock as I could get and he spewed wad after wad of jizz up in me. So hot. My ass as squishy from the load. My bud spewed his load all over my face as the bear zipped up. and with a wink and a "thanks" headed out. Love the porno store. Love being a whore.
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Late last night I got a text from a buddy that said he was 10 min away and had just gotten bred by a big dick with 2 huge loads! I asked if he was still horny and wanted to come by for a quick breeding. I said since it was a nice night, come over and we can fuck outside. It was around 2am. About 10 minutes later he was in my back yard. We stepped to a wooded area that is next to my house and both dropped our pants. It was a perfectly calm warm night and the lightning bugs were flashing all around us. He wrapped his mouth on my cock and started licking and getting me hard as I fingered his wet hole. That's really all it took for me to turn him around and push him against a tree. I slid my cock inside his hole. I felt the other load inside. It was so wet and warm in there. I fucked and pumped my cock in and out. I tried to hold back as much as possible because it felt so fucking good. We were both softly moaning but trying to keep it quiet. I started to pound his hole as my balls began to tingle. I shot a nice big load to mingle with the others inside his ass. He said he was going back towards his house (about 45 min away) and was going to meet another guy for 4th load. We put our clothes back on and promised to do it again soon. It felt so good pumping my load inside him and mixing it with the other unknown cum.
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Eastern Avenue Bookstore has been, through the years, something of a Hotspot for mansex in OKC area. It has a long hall off the north side of the store, which has a pretty good selection of sex toys and porn, with doors and rooms all down the hallway. Probably 10-12 very large rooms with a screen at the far end and only one metal chair in each room. I frequented as often as I could and one day I found a door semi-open. Looking inside, I just about fainted. 4 hunky looking guys in full blown anal and oral sex. They were in various stages of undress. One was naked, two we almost (just socks and t-shirts), one just had his pants down to his ankles. A very hairy muscled guy was deep stroking one of the t-shirt guys ass. I had to have some of this, so I turned, locked the door, and walked over to them. Kissing the fucker (oh he was prime meat) he rubbed his hands over my chest and down to my cock which was hard and throbbing. Turning from him, I kissed the ass fucking recipient. He was moaning and almost incoherent from sensory overload. There were several pairs of hands feeling me up, exploring my body, ass, holes. I loved it. I dropped down and took turns sucking the two non-fucker. Both had respectable sized and thick cocks. Both had lots of slick precum ozzing out of the piss slits. Standing, my pants were kicked off and I presented my ass, bending toward the wall and supporting myself with my hands. Hairy macho fucker pulled out of the fuckee and came to me (Yes!!!). He began to push that big curved tool in me. It hurt but also felt so good. I moaned and told him to go for it. My ass was lubed already before I left for the video store. Popping inside, he paused to let me adjust, then began a vigorous pumping into my ass. Pushing back repeatedly, I was having the best ass fuck of my life by a wet dream come true stud. The other guys were keeping the ass boy happy, one in his ass and one in his mouth. It was sensory overload. The smell of sex was strong and our moans were louder and louder. The guys in the halls would know without doubt that there was a full fledged orgy going on in the room. The walls don't go all he way to the ceiling, so sounds carry from room to room easily. I often thought about that and how sexy it was. My muscled fucker sped up and bit my shoulder. It was a hard bite, a love bite, and I knew it would leave a mark. Would have to be careful about undressing in front of the wife for a while as it disappeared. He shot his raw load up me. I felt the spurts and the warmed sperm warmed me from the inside out. I spurt against the wall in front of me and watched my cum run down the wall and puddle at the bottom. There was evidence on the walls of other cum shots and I found that very sexy. Once I walked into a bathroom stall at work and a coworker had just left before I walked in. His cum was running down the stall wall, very wet, very strong smell. So hot. Anyway, returning to the orgy - - the other guys were speeding up. Our orgasm had triggered theirs. All three of them cried out and cum spurted. Ass fucker got his ass filled, Ass fucker sprayed his cum all over the place. His mouth fucker filled his throat and mouth with a good load. We slowly disengaged, cocks wilting, cum still seeping from our tools. Laughing and commenting on how hot the scene was. Since then, I've done a lot of play at Eastern Avenue. But, they now have a no tolerance policy. Only one person per room. No exceptions. Well, hell. Now where do we go for relatively safe public sex? If you have any suggestions about a good place to hookup, please let me know. I'm hoping they will relax their policy and let group play happen again. -
Is there any bb parties going on during Pride? No loads refused
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