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I fucking love cheating. Huge turn on. I’ve posted here before about some of my fun times. Today I cheated on my husband again. But we’ve since found a fuck bud who we are exclusive with. And it’s on all ends. But I’ve cheated on both of them. Today I stopped off at a hotel after work. Walked into some bi married man’s room and found him naked in bed, rock hard. Of course, the slut I am, I strip down immediately and go to town sucking his dick. His precum tastes delicious and I can still taste his wife’s pussy on his dick from fucking him earlier. Never did that before but it was hot af and made me even hornier. I sucked him to completion and swallowed his kid. We made out with his cum and I jerked off on his face, mixing our warm cum together. I also cheated last week. A hot, hairy, married gay bear was home alone. I walked in and he was naked. I immediately stripped and started sucking his dick. After he got hard, he walked me to his sex room and put me in a swing. His raw cock entered my hole as I sniffed some poppers. I’m tight. My husband has a small dick so I always look for more. And my new fuck bud hadn’t fucked me yet. So I was definitely needing to be opened up. But this guy fed me poppers and shoved his raw dick in. He told me to piss as he fucked me and I was so goddamn turned on. He fucked me for a good 20 minutes in the swing, taking his cock out to add to my piss. We scooped some up and made out with it. He entered me one last time, thrusting as hard as he could. Finally, we were both close. He pounded me as he’d as he could and bred me deep as I shot my load. I came all over myself and scooped it up so we could makeout. Hot as fuck, and made it even hornier because I was cheating on two men at once. if you’re in central florida, hit me up. I’m down to trade pics and loads. I need as many buds as I can get.
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While this isn't my most recent fuck, it was a hot one and wanted to post it. Saturday was a buddy's birthday and after dinner he announced he wanted to go to the Tin Room. I've known Antonio since high school, and he knows I've danced off and on at the Tin Room and likes to tease me about it. Most of my closest friends know about it to, so I'm hardly ashamed but they know it's not something to share outside of our group as I can't have my parents know about it. The guys dancing there changes all the time as they're open to to guys coming and going, so I kind of doubt I'll know any of the guys there. We get there and I pretty much only know the one bartender from my time there and he only really knows me by my street name I use there. We're having fun and Antonio is getting some lap dances from one of the guys there he likes, a fairly hung Anglo guy that's truly his type. I'm talking with one of the dancers as well and I don't want to give his name or to describe him as I don't want guys going and tracking him down and repeating what we go into. There's a code you share when you do that line of work that you don't spill the T with outsiders. He's impressed that I've danced there before and coaxed me into taking my shirt off and showing off my body, which I do as I'm drunk and all about making bad choices. I'd been tipping him and stroking his nice sized cock and my buds start razzing me and so he and I went for a lap dance. I appreciated having time alone with him and the contact we had and like the fool I am, I told him I'd be down for hooking up once they closed. He smiled at me and said it depended on how his night went but if he couldn't tonight that we could meet up after that, and we wound up swapping digits. I made it clear I couldn't host, and he said he was down for car play as he has a roommate and isn't comfortable bringing guys back to his place unless he knows them well. "Occupational hazard" he said with a knowing wink. Our time was up and so we went back out and I made sure to keep slipping him some singles as the night continued. Antonio and my buds got drunker and decided they wanted to go somewhere where they could hookup with guys as they didn't like the crowd at Tin Room and so we went off to TMZ. We weren't at TMZ long before Antonio was hitting on a cute younger blonde Anglo boy, and they went off to the bathroom. They weren't gone long, but once Antonio came back, he bragged that he'd bred the guy raw in the bathroom stall. I don't doubt Antonio as he is really good looking and has an amazing cock. He also seems looser and more laid back now that he's gotten off. Some of the other guys in our group are chatting with other guys, but none is as brazen as Antonio to drag a guy in the bathroom for sex. We did drive over together in two cars though, so we have to negotiate if we're going our own way. One of my buddies, Chupo, comes over and says he's heading out with a guy and brings him by to meet us quickly...a scruffy looking Anglo guy with a sleeve tattoo in his mid 20s and I know that he's going to drill the fuck out of Chupo. They head out and while I'm chatting with a few guys I feel like I'm not bringing my A-game tonight. My mind is still on the dancer and whether I'll hear from him or not rather than focusing on the guys right here in front of me. I make a play for one of the Anglo guys I'm chatting with but he can't host and isn't down for car play. We do go into the bathroom so we can play with each other's cocks but all that does is get me hornier. I'm checking my phone to see if I've gotten any messages but know I'd turned down hookups earlier saying I was going out with friends. When I get back to Antonio another one of my friends has also left with a hookup and Antonio is talking to another guy. The two other buds still there say they're heading to Roundup and ask if I want to join and while I'm tempted to, I'm also thinking I may swing by Chicas Locas and see if there's any horny guys there who wanna do a dump and go in my ass. Naturally I don't tell my buds that, but say I'm tired and going to lift back to Antonio's place to pick up my truck and head home. As I'm headed for the door the Anglo guy who I'd played with in the bathroom catches me and asks if I'm leaving. I say I am, and he apologizes for earlier and says he'd be down for me blowing him in his car if I'm down. He said he'd blow me too, so I figure what they hell and follow him to his car. Once inside his car we both have our shorts down and are jerking each other as we kiss deeply. He says he'd love to do more but doesn't have any condoms, which I took as a hint he wanted bare, but it turns out he has a BF and has to be careful. I had to console myself with sucking him off and he pumped as massive load in my mouth which I eagerly swallowed. He did the same for me and I knew I'd blasted a big one in his mouth as I could feel it leak out onto my crotch and balls. He told me how hot my load was and how good I tasted and that he wished I had put it in his ass. I told him I had more to give him and could pull out to cum to be safe. He laughed a sad laugh and said he wished he could but didn't want to do that to his BF. I offered my number in case he changed his mind, and he did take it, so maybe there's hope. He asked what I was doing, and I told him I was going to Uber back to my car and he offered to drive me and so I took him up on it. We put our shorts back on and chatted as we drove and I learned his name, Collin, and that he and his BF had been together eight months and that he was having a tough time being monogamous as they hadn't moved in together yet and he seemed to have guys hitting on him all the time. I wasn't surprised as he was cute and has a nice thick cock. He asked about me and I told him about myself. I wasn't sure where it would all lead, but we got to Antonio's place and gave Collin a kiss before I got out that lasted a lot longer than I expected, with him telling me I was really cute and that next time he'd be down for fucking him like I'd said. I told him to message me, and I'd make it happen and that if he wanted to, he could do the same to me but wouldn't have to pull out. His face lit up with delight and a smile saying that would be really hot. I waved at him as he drove off and I headed home to see if maybe my neighbor Jesse was looking. If not, it was Chicas Locas time for some anon loads. As I pulled up near Jesse's house, I noticed an unfamiliar car parked nearby and could only guess he had company as he wasn't out front and the lights in his front room were off. The house he rents doesn't have security lights and so it's easy to go around back and peek in his windows to see if he's home. His bedroom light is on, and I can see past a gap in the curtains that he's on his back on his bed getting fucked by a blonde guy as another rougher sketchy looking blonde guy is fucking the blonde. With the roar of the window unit, they can't hear me and can't see me through the window. I know it sounds creepy and stalkerish, but I enjoy seeing Jesse getting drilled like this, and I know he's taking them bare as I keep watching. I know he's piggy and hooks up a lot and this just confirms it. The blonde kid must have dumped his load in Jesse as the sketchy guy pulls out of him and the blonde kid switches to face down on the bed as Jesse enters him raw from behind and the sketchy guy shoves his cock in Jesse's loaded ass. I'm rock hard watching, knowing that Jesse is gonna have both their loads churned in his ass along with any others he might have gotten earlier, knowing that the kid is gonna take Jesse's dirty load as well. I'm absorbed in this all playing out when I feel my phone going off and I kind of freak out hoping no one but me realizes it. The three inside are still engrossed, and I move deeper into the shadows to check my phone and it's a text from the Tin Room dancer guy, seeing if I still wanted to meet up. I tell him I am and that if he comes by, we can use my truck as it has a bench seat and is great for fucking and that I know some safe places nearby we can park and fuck. He messages back that he's headed my way and I head back to my truck, pausing to see what's happening and now Jesse is getting double penetrated by the two guys and if it weren't for the noise of the window unit, I could hear him screaming and begging for their loads. Part of me wants to stay and catch it all and I do for a while, then I head out to my truck to wait. Dancer guy pulls up and I'm checking around to see if anyone is watching us and lead him over to my truck and head off. As we do, he's undoing my shorts so he can pull my cock out as he hasn't had a chance to see it yet. He quickly ditches his shorts and is down sucking me as I drive and chuckling about how much precum I have already and that I must be super horny. I say that I am, and honestly even after pumping a load down Collin's throat earlier, I know I'll blast a really big first load and have to tell him a couple times to slow down as I'm close to cumming. I was also surprised as I just expected him to dump a load in me and go, as I'd assumed he was straight like so many of the dancers are. But, doing what you do as a dancer you quickly get good at giving guys what they want. We get to a safe spot, and I park, leaving the engine running and pull off the rest of my clothes and he is all over me me, kissing me deeply, and asking me if I have any lube. I say I do in the glovebox, and he quickly opens it and starts fumbling until he finds a packet and closed the glovebox door. He's straddling my crotch and opening the lube and to my surprise its looking like he wants to take my cock. Sure enough, he lubes my cock and reaches around to lube his ass and slowly lowers his ass down on my raw cock. He's riding my enthusiastically while looking in my eyes, kissing me, and telling me how bad he wants my cum inside him. I'm so worked up I know I'm not going to last and soon blast what has to be an enormous load inside him, which lights up his face and has him softly moaning "fuck yeah" as he keeps riding my cock. "Fuck, I needed that" he adds as he leans in to kiss me more while still riding my cock, saying how hot a fuck I am. I'm smiling back at him but hardly know what to say. "You're the first guy I've wanted to fuck me in a while" he adds and again, I don't know what to say except to smile at him. I'm no longer fantasizing about barebacking Collin's cheating ass but focusing on pumping another load in dancer boy's ass and wondering what his story is. Clearly, he's not going home to a GF or BF if he's taking my loads raw. Thinking back to when I danced, I was usually the cum dump for all the straight boys who wanted to get off at the end of the night, eagerly swallowing their loads or taking them in my ass. Maybe that's him and maybe he's not as straight as I think. I've worked myself up to shoot another load and bust it balls deep in dancer boy's ass. "Damn boy, you must be popular cumming like that!" he lets loose. I'm spent now and ready for his loads and pretty much tell him that. He has a pretty big and thick cock and while I got bred earlier in the day, I know I'll need lube and tell him to grab some more. He does and I lay on my back on the bench seat, spreading my legs for him. He spreads my legs further as he lubes up his cock and my ass and enters me raw. I love that he doesn't even ask, he just goes for it, and I'm gasping and panting as he forces more and more of him inside me. I'm already begging for his load and telling him how hot his cock is and how bad I want it. He had been precumming like crazy as he rode my dick and doesn't last long before he pumps and intense load inside me I can feel. I'm begging him not to pull out and to keep fucking me, to make me his bitch and I half catch me on that last one, but it's too late as I've already said it. He's still stroking in me, telling me there's more where that came from, and how hot it is I'm taking him raw. Part of me wants to laugh at that, like any guy wouldn't want to take him raw. My first thought seeing and playing with his cock was how bad I wanted that in me raw. His GF or BF may not take him raw, but I sure the fuck will AND I will take his loads too. I'm still begging for him and soon enough he pops another load inside me and collapses on top of me. We're both sweaty even with the AC going and I can feel his cock slowly slide out of my ass as he softly sighs. He thanks me and says he should probably get dressed and get going as its late. We both put our clothes back on and I head the truck back to my place and tell him how hot he was. He smiles at me and says I should stop in more often and asks why I stopped dancing. I answered truthfully and it's not a short or simple answer I'll repeat here (PM me and I'll explain). He nodded and said he understood and felt similarly too. He admitted it's a tough thing to do but was grateful his GF understood and accepted it. For me that was a needle-drop moment and I almost wanted to say, wait, what? GF? For someone so enthusiastically into me barebacking them it was hard to believe he had a GF, but I've known so many guys who want what a GF can't give them, but a guy can. I said any time he needed or wanted to meet up to let me know and that I had fun with him. He thanked me and we reached his car, I parked, and we kissed again before he got out. I headed back to my house and could see Jesse out in his front yard at the concrete table, smoking a joint and drinking beer with what appeared to be the two guys who he'd been fucking with earlier. Jesse motioned for me to come over and part of me didn't and part did. I went over to the table, and he passed me the joint and introduced me to the two guys who looked at me like I was a raw piece of meat to use. Jesse mentioned my name to them and said that I was the guy I'd been telling them about, and they nodded an affirmation as I shook both their hands, with Jesse saying we should all have some fun together sometime soon. I could only imagine they were all spent, and all of their loads churned up inside each other's asses. Up close they are the trashy redneck guys I love to play with, but who also scare me. I would gladly let them breed me as roughly as they want and know from watching them breed Jesse know they would too. I have some more weed and then apologize saying I've got to get going as it's late, and wave goodbye as I head home. It's hot that Jesse has no idea that I saw them fucking earlier and I can only hope he keeps his word and brings me over to get bred by them as well. As for now I am truly spent!
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My name is Adam, I am 20 years old now. When I was 19, I met a guy who was like my older brother. I had a huge crush on him. Jake was tall and muscled 27 and had lots of guys whom he slept with, but he never made a move on me although I wanted him to. Jake knew I wanted him; he thought it was cute. We had been hanging out, playing video games like normal and Jake turned to me and said, have you ever thought about having sex with me? I stopped as my heart dropped, I swallowed hard and said yes. A lot. He patted me on the head and said, he just did not know if I could handle him. For the next hour, I tried to convince him, but he just laughed it off, the last time I pleaded he said. I want you to prove it to me. I thought we would have sex then but instead, he said he wanted to take me to a club. He told me he would tell me more when we were on the way. The rest of the day he was on the computer and his phone texting back and forth with someone and at 6 PM he told me to go home and get ready, to clean out for getting fucked but no promises and he would pick me up at 7 PM. I rushed home and cleaned out showered and started to get dressed. Jake texted, were those tight shorts, a jock, and that hot pink tank you have. I quickly changed into my jock, tight Gogo shorts, and that tank and waited. Ten minutes later he text he was here and came out to the car, he whistled and told me I was looking hot and ready for tonight. I just smiled and got in the car. We drove 30 minutes to a part of town I have never been in. We got out and came over and had me pull down my shorts. He slid on cock cage and locked it and told me to pull up we were ready. I was a bit confused, but I would do anything at this point to be with Jake. The entrance had a guy who was collecting money to enter, when Jake went up, he said where the entertainment is, and the guy buzzed us in. Before I could ask, a few guys grabbed my ass and felt and pinched my nips while they were talking to Jake. One guy, an older guy came and told Jake the room was ready. Jake grabbed my hand and lead me through a room with four chairs and glass facing the open area and bar and to a back room. Once inside he closed the door and told me I was doing so well. There was a table with a few drinks on it, one had a white napkin under it and the other a Black. He grabbed the glass with the white napkin, and I grabbed the one with the black and we toasted to a great night. A night of me becoming a real man. He pulled out two chairs and we sat and talked for a while, I started to feel a little funny, Jake said. It is time. He had me stand up and told me to pull my shorts down and bend over the table. He pulled out some lube and a tin. Jake lubed up my hole and slide his finger inside me and then opened the tin and grabbed two shards and put them on the table and put it back and one by one he grabbed one and slide it up my hole. It started to burn, I turned to Jake, and he said it is supposed to feel like, it will take a minute. He put his finger on my lips and said, pull up those hot pants and hang tight. I will be right back. There I was, sitting in this room starting to feel warm all over. I really need Jake to fuck me. Ten minutes later Jake came back in and had me pull down my Gogo shorts and told me to bend over again. He put two more shards up my hole and said, I think we are ready. I went to grab my shorts and Jake stopped me. No need, take the tank off also. I pulled it off, I was so ready for Jake to kiss me. I had not noticed it but there was a second door in the office, and a tall young guy knocked on the door. Jake answered, and the guy said we are ready. Jake turned to me and told me to go with Ryan and that he would be back in a couple of hours. I thought, what the fuck, Jake slapped my ass and said now Adam and I walked out the door and I heard it lock. I did not know it, but jack had gone out the other door to watch from the glass. Once back in the room it was different, a curtain had been drawn. This good-looking tall guy explained that Jack had set up a couple of guys to taste if you are ready to have sex with him. If you pass tonight, he said he would fuck you if you can prove you are ready. Then he rubbed my chest and I just tingled. His hand went to my backside and then down to my ass as he cupped my left cheek in his hand. He felt so good, I was so horny. He moved his hand, and soon his finger was in my crack and on my hole. His finger fingered the rim of my hole, and all I could do is moan. He stopped, I really did not want him to, and he undressed. He pulled off his shirt and he had a tight body with a large scorpion on it. He slid down his pant, he was commando and his dick flopped out. Fuck, I had only ever seen a dick like that in porn. He went back to cupping my ass with his finger at my hole and I was moaning again looking at his huge soft dick. I went to touch it and he grabbed my hand. No, not yet soon enough. I could not take my eyes off his beautiful dick. Soon the curtain pulled. I was not the only guy in a jock. I could look straight across and there was a young white boy skinner than me in just his cock cage. The guy with me got behind me and slide off my jock strap and I was now in a cage naked. There were two guys in the middle. One look to be late 30’s Greek looking with a beautiful body and a hairy chest and huge dick also. Then a blond god, Nordic looking, and he too had a huge dick. The guy with the skinny guy had the same scorpion tattoo, he was Latin with a fat uncut dick. Brian I finally learned was the guy with his finger on my hole. He leaned down and whispered. The boy across also wants to have sex with Jack. Each guy will rate you, whoever had the best rating will get Jake. This is your only opportunity; he will not give you a second chance. The Latin guy was saying something similar but for another guy. We each thought we were competing for the same but later found out I wanted Jake and the guy who brought him was Ryan. Brian told me that he had to go take a seat. You can pick any guy to start but you must get with each of us. If you only suck cock that is a 3 but if you let them fuck you that is a 6-10. If you require condoms that is a 4 and some may refuse so that is a zero. Got it? I shook my head yes. Okay, when you hear the bell, you can start. Once he and the Latin guy sat, I heard the bell. For some reason, the guy who sat closest to me was the Latin guy. I walked over and felt his chest. He asked me to suck his dick. I walked around and go to my knees and picked up that big uncut dick and started to suck it. I have never sucked uncut before. I was clueless. I was not sure it was possible, but the guy got even thicker and thicker as I sucked and jacked his dick. He lifted his legs and told me to eat his hole. Something I swore I would never do but in my horny altered state, I licked and tongued his hole as he moaned. He grabbed my head and held it, and I tongued harder. He then told me I could try to suck him again, but my rimming was a 10. I will reserve your score on sucking till later. He put his legs down and grabbed me and rubbed my hole and said, I cannot wait to slide my bare dick inside you as he slid his finger inside me and all I could do is whimper. I looked over and Brian had the other guy on his lap with his huge dick had to be 10 inches on the kid’s back and he was finger fucking him while they kissed. Carlos the Latin guy send me to the Nordic blond. I walked over and before I could even touch him, he got up and turned around, and presented his ass to me. I got down and spread his big cheeks and licked his hole as he moaned. I then dove in and tongued and ate it for ten minutes. He then moved and turned around his dick was so big and thick. Fuck I thought, even thicker than the Latin guys. No fucking teeth he said. I opened my mouth, and he tilted my head and slide his dick in my mouth till I gag, he said, just like that fag boy. He fucked my mouth like that for five minutes making me almost puke several times and then he finally finished. His cock was so slimy. He had me turn around as he sat down and then he picked me up and lowered me toward his big dick. Brian reached over with Poppers and told me to inhale I did each side twice and slowly the Nordic God lowered me as my ass hit his fat head, he let gravity press my body onto his thick member. I started to call out it was too much, Brian put his hand over my mouth as my hole was stretched and torn open as his huge dick invaded me. I was making noise, but it was all muffled, his dick kept sinking inside me and soon I was sitting on his lap. He got that entire huge cock inside me. He picked me up and dropped me back down then pulled me to his chest and fucked my hole with his big dick. Ten minutes later he shot his load inside me. He held me there and said who is next, Brian said he was. The blond picked me up, turned me around and I was suddenly on my knees on the chair, arms resting on the back rail and Brian slide his big much longer dick inside me. He was fucking me calling me a fucking whore, as Blondie came around and made me clean off his dick. That is when I his scorpion just under his blond bush above his dick, I licked and sucked his cock clean while Brian fucked my ass. The blond finally gave me poppers as I was feeling some pain with Brian so deep inside me. It took Brian over 15 more minutes to show his load inside me. He leaned in and whispered in my ear and told me I was a 10. Then he said, now that it’s two, cannot wait to breed you more. Brian helped me up and took me to the back room and had me bend over. He pulled out the ten and again gave me two shards. When I stood up, he leaned in and kissed me. He sent electricity all over my body. I melted as his tongue fucked my mouth. When he broke, all I could do is stare into his beautiful brown eyes. He grabbed my hand and lead me back out to the room where the Latin guy was waiting for me. Brian handed me to him. The chairs had been removed and there were two mattresses. He led me over to the Greek guy and told me to suck his dick. I crawled on the bed and began to suck him while he spoke to me in a language I did not know, I later found out he was calling me a neg cum whore, cum pig for poz loads. Dirty whore. I smiled at him and picked up his big dick and began to suck him. He grew hard quickly. I love to suck dick so much is all I could think, while I was giving him service the Latin guy spread my legs and pressed his big dick against my hole. The Greek guy pulled me tighter to his chest and the pressure at my hole got intense. The Greek guy wrapped his hand over my head and covered my mouth and said Now. That is when the pain intensified, and I screamed into his hand which only made him hole my mouth and face tighter. I felt like I was ripping in down as Brian’s dick slowly inched his way all the way inside me and then he started to slowly fuck me. I cried, then hyperventilated and almost passed out. The Greek guy slapped my face a few times and brought me back. It still hurt like fuck, but I was no longer screaming just uncomfortable groans. They were both fucking me now. This went on for ten minutes, I would like to say it got better but still hurt. The Greek guy started breathing heavily and shot his load inside me. I thought it was over, I was so relieved when his dick went soft and slipped out. Brian pulled me to the side but kept his dick inside me as he rolled onto his back. 30 seconds later I felt a dick at the hole but this time I was given poppers. My hole began to relax, and this dick slid in, fat head, long as fuck since he slides slowly all the way inside me. I felt him go past Brian’s head an inch or so. Then they both started fucking me. He was not as thick as the Greek guy and this angle was easier, they made me start to moan and soon I shot my load inside the cage. My hole tightened up and I hear Brain say he was going to come and the black guy inside me said do I am too. Twenty seconds later they both shot their loads inside me. They both pulled out and Brian rolled me off him and then helped me up. He took me to the back room once again and had me bend over and to more shards when up my ass. He poured me a drink and told me to drink it, I was thirsty, so I did. I felt so fucked up, he told me to get dressed. I stumbled but got dressed finally and he led me out the back door to the parking lot. We walked down three buildings to another building that looked like a warehouse. He again told the guy at the front that I was the entertainment and the guy behind the counter buzzed us in. He walked me to a staircase and down to a basement. It looked like a dungeon; he patted a table. It was odd but he helped me up into it then fastened straps around my wrist and ankles. I tried to move my right arm, but I could not, then the others and nothing. I was tied in well. Brian slides a hood on me. The only thing open was a hole in my mouth. Brian started talking to a guy, his voice was gruff, he said you advertised neg bottoms off Prep were $5,000.00 The guy said yea, but we will have to test the boy to pay you. Soon I had some apparatus in my mouth (I later frond out was an HIV test) We are good the gruff voice said, and he handed Brian the money. Brian slapped my ass and told me to be a good boy and then I sense that he left, and I was alone with the gruff guy. I could see a flash of light; the old guy was taking pictures of me. He stopped and wrote what I later found out was “Neg Fag to be Pozzed” and “Stealth this little slut”. I heard typing and started to ask to get up. The old man came over and slide a ball gag in my mouth and said, boy that is not going to happen, I purchased your ass and now I need to get my money’s worth. He went back to typing, he had a group of 100 poz guys who like to blow their charged loads in a neg bottom. I could hear pings as the invites were accepted. He started to be pleased with himself as he said, oh boy you have some very fine guests. Then he said, your first and biggest dick will be here in 20 minutes. I will try to find one or two bigger but not sure it is possible. Your little cunt will be so wrecked when he is done. I then felt his fingers go up my ass and that burning again, he had put three shards in my hole. My hole was on fire for a few minutes, then all I could think of is cock and getting fucked. The gruff guy rubbed my back as I moaned and tried to push my ass back. He said, no cock yet boy. Testing the camera, you are being live-streamed tonight. He rubbed his fingers over my ass pucker and said, fuck boy you are one horny slut. I heard it but it did not sink in, not that I could have done anything even if it had. I heard the gruff guy setting up things and he finally came over and unfastened the ball gag. He presented a straw and had me drink, he said drink Shelby you need to be hydrated. It tasted funny like the other drinks from tonight. I felt warm and dizzy and just hummed. Two minutes later I heard the door, moose, glad you could make it. What’s your number tonight, Moose said 827,678. Wow, the gruff guy said, that is amazing. It was like an interview, the gruff guy asked what you think of the boy. Moose felt my ass and hole and said, he will never be the same but cannot wait to wreck him. Moose then rubbed lube on my hole and slide his fingers inside me. I felt a tip insert and then lube being pushed into my hole then it was withdrawn. The boy looks ready. I felt pressure at my hole, it felt like a fist being pushed against it. The pressure did not stop, I began to say I cannot, please no but he did not stop. Two minutes later he pulled off my ass and rubbed more lube on it and slide three fingers in my hole and then four. He twisted them around for a few minutes and I must admit that felt amazing. I even started to moan, then he quickly pulled them out and the pressure started again. I said no, please but he slapped my ass hard three times and pressed hard, I screamed as he entered me. I could not believe it and I kept saying take it out, please take it out. He laughed and just pushed as inch after inch pushed deep into me. I lost the ability to speak as he invaded me, I could hardly breathe. He finally bottomed out, saying goof neg fag boy. He slowly pulled out and started pressing deep again, he did this three times slowly before doing it with speed more and more. I heard him say, fuck you are tight, open the fuck up boy. My hole started to give way, it allowed him to start fucking me more and after twenty minutes he was long dicking me, I could only moan and say oh fuck, holly fuck. He fucked me for what seemed like forever. He slowly pulled out and I heard the camera, and the gruff guy must have been videoing my hole. He said fucking look at that hole so open. Fuck him some more, the guys are loving it. In that short time, my hole began to close but he pressed and began drilling my hole deep and fast. Fuck, I screamed it hurts, Stop, OMG stop. It only made him go harder, I again started to hyperventilate, and this time I passed out. The gruff man slapped my face three times, and I came back. Only to begin to shake as he fucked me and even with all that pain, he made me cum in the cage, he shot his load inside me two minutes after I shot mine. He let his cock soften and then pulled it from me. The old man shoved a plug up my hole before it closed. The gruff guy told the other guy to unfasten me and once they had me unfasted the guy who just fucked me picked me up and put me over his shoulder and carried me to a room with a bed. He tossed me on the mattress, and the guff guy grabbed my hands and shackled them. The hood stayed on. The big, dicked guy said he would be back at midnight for another round. Make sure he is flooded. Once Moose left, guys started coming in the first one pulled out the pug and got under me and worked his dick easily into me. Others would come in and slide in next to him and fuck my hole and cum. He lasted through five guys Cumming in until he was replaced. I have no idea how many, but a lot of guys fucked me. My hole was so wet. The room cleared out and Moose announced himself. Boy you are ready for me, aren’t you? Mr. Gruff, slide a couple of shards in me and my hole started to burn. Moose rubbed my chest and stomach. The tina started to work. He could tell as I moaned when he tweaked my nipples. He flipped me over and slide a cushion of some kind that had my hopes up and my face and chest on the bed. Moose then began to lube my hole. Slide three fingers in me and then four. When he was rubbing me, I marveled at how big his hands were. Two of them covered my stomach and some of my chest. He worked my hole back and four as I moaned and eventually began to slide his thumb in and press his fist into my hole. I knew he was trying to fist me; I knew I should say something, but I was so high I laid there as he worked my hole back and four and finally slide his hand inside me. I gasped and then could only moan and whipper. For the next hour, he worked my hole, slowly pulling out and then working his fist back in and messaging my inner hole. My moans only became more intense. I could not believe a guy had his hand inside me. He changed positions, then held his hand still. I could feel his big dick press against his forearm and slowly enter me too. I could not speak; it was somewhere between pain and pleasure and then he started fucking me and moving his hand in my hole. It was not long, and I came into the cage again. He used me like this for twenty minutes and then shot his load in my ass again. Moose left but kissed me on my back and neck and said he would be back. Mr. Gruff came in and slide some more tina up my ass and then grabbed me and walked me to the shower. He pulled off the hood and told me to clean up. It was the first time seeing him. He was about 55 tall lean and he had a big dick. His bulge is huge. Once showered Gruff told me to follow him, we walked down a hall, we entered a room. He had me lay on a padded table and pulled my head toward him, so it was hanging off. He unzipped his pants and fished out a 9” thick dick. He pressed his fingers into my mouth and make me open as he shoved his huge dick in my mouth and down my throat. I gag and almost puked before he pulled out. All he said was that is a good start you little slut. He continued assaulting my throat, I took it longer and deeper each time. Ten minutes in, with his dick all the way down my throat I could feel his cock pulse and cum doing down my throat as he came. He slowly pulled his cock from my throat; I gasp for air. He said we will try that again in a few hours. You have a guest coming. One every hour boy. Let’s get you ready for your first one. He reached and took off my cage for the first time in more than 24 hours. My dick hit the open air, he played with my balls and cock and got me hard. It still works well. I have your cum sold. No touching your dick. He took me into the other room and had me sit in a chair and then zip-tied my legs to the chair and my arms behind me and fastened me to the seat. Five minutes boy and your first guest will be here. He placed a blindfold on me and put the headset on me to play country music. Minutes later I felt someone rub his hand over my chest and pinch my nipple, making me jump a little. The guy leaned in and missed me. I kissed him back instinctually. He tongue fucked my mouth for a few minutes, then sucked my left nipple before moving to my right. Soon he lifted my semi-hard dick and began to suck my dick. I quickly grew hard, for the next twenty minutes he kept me on the edge almost ready to cum before finally deep throating me and sucking hard till I shot my load in his mouth. Wow, I was light-headed, the man got up after swallowing me and leaned in and kissed me one last time before leaving. Every hour someone came to suck me and drain my balls, five guys in total. I was feeling amazing. The old gruff guy cut off the zip ties and took off everything except the blindfold and lead me to a room. He propped me up and spread my ass and lubed up my hole. It was sore after the beating it took. I felt the shards being slide in and that warm feeling again. He left me there for a long time but finally came back and slide some long cold metal tube inside me, I felt like my insides were expanding. He pulled it out quickly and slide in a butt plug. I later frond out he was giving me a chem piss enema. Before long I was flying, it may have only been five minutes, but I could have been thirty for all I know. He came back into the room and pulled out the butt plug and the piss shot out my hole, long with cum, blood, and some poop. He then slides in a water enema and gave me another. Butt plugged again and then he left. Again, he came back in and pulled the butt plug out, and water shot, clean water. He said you are ready now. He led me into a room and pushed me down on a mattress, slide a harness on me, tied my wrist together, and fastened my hands above my head. What happened next was a blur. The room went dark. A hood replaced my blindfold, the lights came back on, and I suddenly felt hands everywhere where on my body. My nips pinched. Bit. Someone was rubbing my balls, someone else was jacking my dick. I was flipped over, and hands went for my ass and started putting lube in and on my ass hole. That same pillow or arch was slid under me, and my face and chest were in the bed, fingers were inside me. I could not help but moan. It did not take long, and a guy was working his fist inside me. He had a smaller hand, so it went in quickly. He then slides his other hand inside me. That seemed like a lot. He fisted me with both hands before I felt another hand trying to get inside me. I did not think it was possible, but the new guy forced his hand inside me. This continued with the guy until one by one they would jack off and shoot inside my hole and wash up and leave. Soon, I was alone, the man came back and said time to clean you up. You have a buyer. I seemed confused but once unfastened I got cleaned up and dressed again and the old man led me to the lobby. Jake was there, and a very tall man. I rushed over to Jake hoping he was going to take me home. Jake said, hey Adam. I really do not know what to say, here I thought you liked me and wanted to be with me. I have seen videos of you on the internet taking cock from all kinds of guys and letting yourself be fisted. I can tell you, that is not the kind of guy I want, you are risky and used up. We did find a man who did want you. Wayne here is the first man to fist you, the one with a huge dick. He is here to claim his property. Wayne handed Jake an envelope. I will say Wayne was willing to pay a lot for you. I hope you will be worth it to him. Jake turned and left, Wayne, grabbed me and picked me up, and carried me to his van. He opened the door and laid me on the floor and fastened a shackle to my leg. He looked down at me and said, you are so beautiful boy we have a long ride to your new home. He closed the door and got in the front seat and started it up. I cried most of the way on the two-hour drive. Wayne said, boy I love you and I know you will grow to love me. I cried more, he pulled off and poured me a drink with some g in it. He had me drink it and soon I was sleeping. I woke when he stopped the van. Groggy still, he unfastened me and carried me into the house. Put me in a room and locked it. I slept for ten hours until I was awoken by Wayne. Babe, it is time. He kept me for about a year and drugged me as he wrecked my hole with his huge dick and hands. When he tired of me, he drove me to the city and dumped me in an alley. No money, no phone, I could only remember two addresses. The one where I lived with a roommate. I made it back there but someone else was living there and Jake’s place. Jake answered that he had another boy in his living room playing video games. He said I wondered when you would show up again. He wrote down an address and handed me two hundred dollars and said should give the note to the guy at the front desk and pay for a room. Then he said, they will know what to do with you. I left knowing this would not be good but what else could I do? I made my way to the motel and the old guy at the front desk read the note and laughed and said, you need room 201. He smiled at me and gave me the key. He did not even charge me for it. The room was nice, and I was tired., I fell asleep. I was awakened by two men, not very good-looking grabbing me in the middle of the night and taking me to a back room at the hotel. One forced a couple of shards in my hole and the other gave me something to drink. They locked the door. The room was dark except for two holes in the wall. They looked like glory holes I had seen in videos.
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Was at work on Monday browsing NKP see a guy with the most beautiful cock. And like any good bottom I imagine how it feels. Well I get a message. I'm surreptitiously responding. Whilst I've new starter with me. We swap numbers he says he's free that afternoon if I needed to be bred. Well it's been a while since I've been fucked nearly 5 months. I tell him this and he says come over I'll remind you what you've been missing. So I've never worked so fast I was done for the day by half one on my way to his. By two I was on my knees sucking and gagging on his huge cock.. it was so big. But you know jsut cause its big doesn't necessarily mean they know how to use it. I've had some great fucks from all sorts of sizes. And equally awful ones from guys with big ones. But after getting him nice and hard.. he ordered on all fours as the hot older skin in full kit proceeds to pound me gradually at first building harder and deeper. Wow jsut wow. I was in absolute heaven as he made me cum as he proceeded to fuck me for the next 30 minutes til he emptied his cum deep inside me. I walked out of there on shaky legs....... am so going back he definitely in no uncertain terms reminded me what I have been missing....... i need more
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Before Jay, there was Anthony & Mikey. You might say that they were my “can I really do this” litmus test. I met Mikey in an M4M AOL chatroom. It turned out we were both off school and were both bored and extremely horny. He was 20 compared to my freshly-turned 18. We both looked pretty similar: tall, skinny, smooth and with dark brown hair and eyes. Perhaps discovering we looked alike led to what happened. “Are you a sub?” Mikey asked. “I’m pretty sure I am. Although it’s not like I have any real-life experience to say for sure,” I typed back. “Experience is one thing I can help with!” he replied back. With both of us being bottoms, I was a bit confused as to how he could help me. “What are you doing for lunch? Come to the mall and have lunch with me and my master.” I felt a flurry of emotions as I sat there staring at the monitor. As dumb as it sounds now, I thought to myself that this would be the first “real gay thing” I had done in public. I wasn’t sure if I was suddenly admitting I might be gay, but going out on a lunch date with two gay guys seemed like a first step. “Okay. Why not!” I nervously replied. My hands were shaking so much that three simple words seemed nearly impossible to type. After I signed off, I was at at loss for what to do. Was this an actual date? Was I going to be having actual sex? What do I wear? Why was I even freaking out about what to wear? “Mikey said it was just lunch,” I mumbled to myself. I ended up quickly showering and throwing on my jeans and a simple t-shirt. As I walked into the mall, I wasn’t really sure what to do. I didn’t seem to see anyone that looked like Mikey’s pic. As I sat down on the bench near the mall entrance, I briefly contemplated that this was just a cruel joke. Maybe I was just early. Or, maybe someone was having a laugh at my expense. I sat there for what felt like an eternity, but was in actuality probably only a few minutes. “Ben?” I heard a voice from behind me before a hand landed on my right shoulder. A jolt of energy surged through me and I jumped a bit. “Sorry!” I said standing up embarrassed. It was Mikey standing in front of me. He was cuter and younger looking than his picture. “I didn’t mean to spook you,” he said with a smile. “This is your first time, huh?” he added. “Meeting other guys that is.” I laughed nervously, “That obvious huh?” “Come on. Sir is excited to meet you. To be honest, I don’t think I’ve seen him this worked up before.” Mikey led me over to this little Mexican eatery that existed outside of the food court. “This is Sir,” he said introducing me to a much older, stockier man in his forties. He had that delicate balance between beefy, muscular and chubby. With light blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, he had a certain undeniable magnetism. I was at a bit of a loss on what to say. “Hello...Sir.” It felt weird to refer to him like that. “You can call me Anthony,” he said with a chuckle. “While I appreciate the effort, you’re not my slave like Mikey is; at least not yet,” he added with another chuckle and pat on my back. We got our food and sat down at a double table with four chairs. I sat by myself on one side with Anthony directly across from me. I’m not sure, but I think that may have been the most nervous I have ever been. With people all around us, all I thought about was who did I know that was going to see me out on my gay lunch date? As we started talking about work, school and family, I became much more relaxed. It felt like we were all just friends hanging out together despite this undeniable undercurrent to the whole lunch. “Oh shit,” Mikey suddenly said while looking down at his watch. “I need to run or I’m going to be late for my Chemistry lab. It was nice meeting you, Ben. Go easy on him, Sir,” he said with a sly smile. “You know me,” Anthony quickly retorted. Mikey locked eyes with me. During that moment, I was unfamiliar with the emotion those chocolate eyes were conveying. After an intense but fleeting moment, Mikey turned his head back towards Anthony. “I do know you. That’s why I’m telling you to go easy. Ben’s a naive little lamb that I feel like I’m abandoning to a wolf.” “We’re either prey or predator,” Anthony retorted. “Don’t you agree, Ben?” I’ll admit that I was lost. There was clearly substance to their conversation that I was lacking knowledge of. “I have my own take on that subject.” “And which are you then, Ben?” Anthony asked inquisitively. “Don’t answer that, Ben,” Mikey quickly interjected. “You’re too virginal to answer that in complete honesty.” He leaned into Anthony ear and whispered something inaudible to me. “I can’t promise that,” Anthony replied. Mikey shot me another somewhat unsettling glance. Leaning over towards me, he whispered, “Sorry. I do really have to go. Otherwise, I’d stay with you.” I didn’t know how to feel in the moment. It all felt like complex layers of linguistic entendre. With Mike gone, Anthony crossed his arms flat on the table and looked at me intently. “So...prey or predator. Tell me your unique take on the dichotomy?” “Sometimes, I believe one can be predatory prey.” Anthony looked intrigued if not a bit dismissive as well. “Do elaborate.” “I’m not saying this applies to me necessarily…” I started to say. “But it totally applies to you,” Anthony interrupted with a smile. I smiled back. “Fine. In some moments, I crave something with such wanton abandon that I actively hunt for the thing that I know will hurt me...or rather to satiate my hunger. I’m not simply passive in waiting for my predator to find me. Sometimes, I’ll leave the comfort of my den, so to speak, and search for a hunter. I’ll lay out my traps rather than the reverse.” He sat that smiling ear to ear. “That’s a point if view that has never been conveyed to me before. So...the obvious question then is did you seek out Mikey so you could leave your den?” “Mikey was merely coincidence that we were online in the same room, but…” I hesitated to finish my thought. I wasn’t even entirely positive that my current thought was even actually valid or truthful to why I decided to go to lunch. “But?” Anthony probed. I felt my cock flinch in my underwear suddenly. “But, I maybe have chosen to leave my safe den to meet you as Mikey’s master.” “Really...why?” “Like he said. I don’t have experience being a real-life submissive. Perhaps, the temptation to present myself to you and see what you’d do to me was something that I craved more than I could resist.” I felt my cock suddenly become fully erect in my jeans. Whatever happened next, I knew I wasn’t going to be in control. My secret lusts that I normally kept chained and repressed were now in control. I was merely along for the ride at my desires behest. “And what did you hope would happen to you, Ben?” With people coming and going all around us, I’m a bit surprised that Anthony was able to engage me to a point where those people didn’t exist. Talking so openly about this side of me was something I never thought I would do out in the open. “I don’t like to put artificial restrictions on what can happen to me,” I playfully but honestly replied. “How can I put restrictions on things that I’ve never experienced in the flesh? Seems like I would potentially miss out on a lot of experiences that I might have enjoyed.” “But what about when you experience something bad?” “Knowing me,” I replied, “my brain is capable of transforming bad things into something enjoyable or exciting in one way or another.” “That’s what I like to hear,” Anthony said with a devilish grin. “Come. Let me show you my special, little, fortress of solitude.” I followed Anthony down the main corridor of the mall until we made a left into one of the offshoot arms containing the more boutique stores. He walked us to a nearly-hidden door that was only discernible from a push-button keypad on the wall. Pushing a series of numbers, the practically seamless door popped open. “Woah,” I said in amazement. “Kinda neat, huh? It’s the service corridor to this section of the mall. Deliveries, maintenance, and things like that all take place through these secret-ish tunnels.” I followed him down the long, cinder-block hallway with painted concrete floor. On our left, we passed a series of doors that either had a three-digit number or sometimes a store name written on masking tape below the number line. Some even had peepholes like a hotel room door. “Pretty sparse on lighting,” I said while noticing the general lack of overhead lights. “At night, when I have to stay late doing inventory for my store, it can get pretty spooky in here. Without the ambient noise of shoppers and music playing through the speakers everywhere, these areas feel more like haunted tombs.” I felt shivers run through my arms, down my spine, and all the way through my legs to my feet. I definitely felt the sudden fear, anxiety, and paradoxical sexual tension of being prey begin to course through my veins. “You know,” Anthony continued, “they have cameras everywhere else in this godforsaken tribute to capitalism except, of course, for the bathrooms and these private hallways.” Another serious round of chills flowed inside of me as we stopped next to a door on our right marked “Danger. No Admittance.” Anthony produced a key-ring burdened with countless, unmarked keys. “It does say danger,” I remarked as his fingers flipped through key after key. “I thought that hunting prey liked danger?” he responded coyly while opening the door. He extended his left arm to hold the door open while looking at me. “Well? After you.” I suppose a part of me was considering that I had bitten off more than I could chew. But, what could I do now? Turn around and run away? Mikey whispering that he was sorry to me back at the taco place was replaying over and over in my mind. Did he know this was going to happen? Is this what Mikey was whispering to Anthony about when Anthony replied that he couldn’t promise that? Did Mikey tell him not to bring me here? I felt like I was about to throw up, but I was also tired of just living a life of fantasy. I was getting tired of imaging all the dirty things I wanted to do only to end up just jerking off by myself. I had told myself in the car on the way to lunch that I would see this through no matter what. It was just that I figured the likelihood of anything really wild transpiring was virtually nil. “Fuck it,” I thought to myself. I bent down and crept underneath Anthony’s outstretched arm into the mystery room. Looking back on that moment years later, I realize how clever Anthony was. Making me bend down and walk underneath his arm into that room subtly put me in a mindset of being below him. That seemingly benign placement of bodies forced me to enter that room as undeniable prey. My hunt had concluded, and now I was going to reap my rewards. “That’a boy,” he said as I slipped past him. Looking around the room, it appeared to be a sort of boiler and electrical room. A large boiler surrounded by hurricane fencing took up a solid quarter of the room. On the opposite side, several industrial breaker boxes were mounted against the wall. A long, wooden table sat adjacent to them. It was covered with an assortment of tools, wires, and bins containing a vast array of miscellaneous screws, bolts, and so forth. “Not really super bright,” I said while trying to adjust the red hue cast by a single, red bulb installed into a socket mounted on a side wall. “I dunno,” Anthony said pressing up against my back with his burly body. “I kind of like the red. It makes it a bit like a horror movie. Perfect for someone in your position right now.” He started kissing my neck while reaching around my waist to unbutton my jeans. It was the first time that anyone had kissed me sexually. Mentally, I didn’t know how to react. Thank god my cock was in control instead. I melted back into him and he pushed my jeans and underwear down with his thumbs. “What if someone comes in here?” I panted as the band of my underwear popped over my erection leaving it to bobble about wildly for a few seconds. “Well,” Anthony said taking my cock in his left hand and whispering into my ear from behind, “you might even have more fun. It’s just me and the janitor that have a key. It’s our little play room when we find the right…” “Prey,” I cooed as his thumb tormented my highly sensitive frenulum. “Mmmhhh,” he moaned. I turned my head and we began kissing deeply as he continued to masterfully stroke my eager cock. I imagined the countless other boys that he had done this to in this very spot. I was surprised that I began to feel jealous. I possessed that annoying personality flaw of perfectionism. It was bad enough that, in that moment, there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do to be his most favorite prey. I worked myself out of my shoes as we continued to make out. Anthony then stepped down between my legs onto my jeans and underwear that laid around my ankles. As I stepped carefully out of those, he slipped my shirt off over my head. Soon, my smooth, white body stood naked and bathed in the blood-red light of the room’s lone source luminescence. Anthony walked in front of me and pulled on my cock to follow him. He escorted me to the cage around the boiler. By now, the once imperceptible heat the boiler continually gave off was quite apparent. As he opened the cage door’s padlock with yet another key, it was impossible not to feel the heat emanating from the steel beast. Sweat had begun to form on my arms and chest and trickle down my skin as Anthony guided me into the cage. I turned around expecting him to join me inside. Instead, he quickly closed and locked the door. “Get on your knees and press that little ass against the cage.” I climbed down onto my knees and positioned my body as requested. “Good...now reach back at your sides and grab the fencing with your fingers.” As I did, he used long, black zip-ties to secure my wrists and hands to the fencing behind me. “Are you scared yet?” he asked. “A little,” I admitted despite my cock’s leakage indicating that I was more in a state of anticipation and submission. I suddenly felt something round and hard pushing against my asshole. I grunted in response while wondering what might be attempting to violate me. “Lean forward,” he instructed. As I put my weight forward, the zip-ties dug into skin of my wrists as they began to bear my weight. I felt what had been teasing my pucker suddenly slide inside me. I moaned in intense pleasure at the first time someone else was penetrating me. As grand as it is fucking myself with a toy, it’s a million times better when someone else is taking control of my body for their own enjoyment. “Someone is an eager beaver,” Anthony teased while pushing a push-broom’s wooden handle deeper and deeper inside me. “Watch that little guy just swallow this up like it was candy. Does that feel good?” “Fuck yes,” I moaned as sweat dripped from my body onto the floor below. “Mikey didn’t care for this part of his initiation,” Anthony said as he began semi-roughly plunging the handle in and out of my ass. It was that tenuous line of being close to being in pain and crying out and moaning like a slut desperate for more violation “Initiation?” I moaned as my ass began to rock against the rough fencing. Anthony said nothing. I only felt him remove the handle and then press something thick through my impromptu cage. I heard his belt buckle hit the floor and then the rattle of the fencing as his grabbed it. A moment later, his cock was forcing my hole open. “Oooohhh fuck,” I moaned while feeling my restrained hands beginning to tingle. Anthony began what I can only describe as hate-fucking me. “Ooohhh god...ohhh fuck me,” I cried out into the sauna-like room. As he continued to pummel my ass, my mind would drift back to Mikey at the Mexican place. It almost seemed as if he didn’t want me to experience this carnal bliss. Was he jealous? Was he worried that he’d be replaced by me? It didn’t seem like he was jealous. I just couldn’t put my finger on what took place twenty minutes prior. I could hear Anthony grunt over the bubbling and grinding of the boiler a few feet in front of me. “Dumb...ungh...fucking...faggot...unnggghhh…slut.” “What?” I moaned as his cock felt like it was a steel I-beam sliding in and out of me. He didn’t answer. I could only hear more grunts, the sound of my ass being pounded, and the rattling of the fencing like a wild animal was trying to tear its way out of it. As it felt like I was about to pass out from either the heat or the anal throttling I was receiving, the crazed rattling of the cage stopped. Anthony let out a long, deep, animalistic growl. I stayed nearly motionless on my knees leaning forward while picturing my hands purple from lack of circulation thanks to the zip-ties. It took Anthony over a minute before he finally pulled out of my achingly, sore hole. A few seconds after that were the two quick snips of my bindings holding me in place. I fell forward onto the floor staring at my right hand. Every so slowly the pins and needles sensation dissipated and life began to return to my extremities. I rolled over onto my back and stared up at Anthony who was standing with his semi-flaccid cock in his hand. What do I even say in such a moment? Even if I had something primed and ready, it didn’t matter. A stream of hot piss shot forth from the tip of his dick and began spraying my chest. I felt hot, salty droplets of the spray hitting my face as his stream slowly moved upwards. Was he expecting me to? I opened my mouth just as his deluge reach my chin. Suddenly, his salty nectar was pouring into my mouth. Do I? Is he going to want me to? Swallow this? My mind was racing as his piss quickly filled my open maw. I didn’t have time to debate this any longer. I quickly gulped down his warm offering. I immediately began coughing. Anthony laughed as he let his remaining bit of piss rain down on my own cock. “You’ll have to get used to drinking piss if you want to be a proper slave,” he said as he snaked his cock back into his pants and zipped them up. Anthony opened the cage to the boiler and tossed my clothes onto my piss-soaked body. “You can see yourself out. I need to get back to work,” he said coldly before turning away and existing the room. “Wow,” I said aloud in the empty room. “Discarded like a used condom.” The words leaving my lips suddenly clicked. I sat up and looked down between my legs. My ass was leaking his cum out onto floor. “Oh shit...I am the discarded condom.” I scooped up some of his leaking seed with two fingers from my left hand and laid back down. I slipped both cummy fingertips into my freshly fucked asshole and began jerking off with my free hand. Maybe it was stench of piss that I now reeked of and also continued to taste, or maybe it was the overall feeling of being successful prey, but I was quickly squirting my own cum onto my stomach. I laid on the filthy floor a while longer—almost reveling in my state of unbridled debauchery. I had stuck to my promise in the car on the way to the mall. I finally lived out a fantasy no matter what. I smelled like old piss; was sweating like a roasting piglet; and felt completely drained physically and mentally. I wondered if I should just continue to lay there naked and available. Maybe Anthony would return for seconds later. Or, maybe the janitor would suddenly walk in and see me splayed out and vulnerable. Part of me envisioned the janitor coming in and disposing of my clothes. He could keep me caged up and naked next to the boiler forever. I’d be their secret, permanent sex toy trapped in the mall. Countless people would go about their business outside that door never knowing that I was inside and being kept prisoner. I had to stop thinking such delightful thoughts or I’d end up needing to rub another load out. Besides, I wasn’t even sure what time it was. I should get my ass home before anyone else beat me to it. I desperately needed a shower...but maybe after I slipped the toilet brush in my bottom and had one more quick orgasm reliving the day’s adventure. I didn’t see Mikey online for a couple of weeks. I sort of assumed I’d hear from Anthony. Mikey surely gave him my email. I began to wonder if I was that bad of a fuck that I really was being tossed aside like a spent rubber. What had I done wrong? Was I that unworthy to be another slave in Anthony’s harem of boys? “Hey,” the instant message announced itself with a ding. “Dude!” I replied equal parts excited and pissed. “WTF?!?!” “I know...I know...I’m so sorry, Ben.” “Wait…for what? This feels like for something more than ghosting me.” “I told him that I didn’t want him to do what he did. That’s what I whispered to him. That’s why I apologized for having to leave to you. I told him that you were too...new.” “Okay...what are you talking about?” “I help, Sir...I help him find new boys like you that are maybe a little naive but are eager to be dirty.” “Okay…” “He likes to do what he calls his ‘initiation’ with them.” “Right. He said you hated yours but he didn’t say anything more. He just started fucking with a broom and then with his...you know…” “Yah...I know. He does that to every new boy I find for him.” “Oh…” I felt truly unimportant and not remotely special. “Ugh...he likes to convert innocent guys like you.” “Into his slave. Yeah. So, I didn’t pass his initiation. It sucks.” “Have you been sick lately?” “What? No lol I’ve been sad at being ghosted by you two, but no, I’ve been fine otherwise.” “Well, then you didn’t pass the initiation. Be glad. Listen, I gotta go. Be safe. You seem like a nice guy. I’m sorry you ended up in that situation.” What situation was he talking about? What was I missing? “I mean I had a great time. There’s nothing to be sorry about, Mikey.” Undeliverable. He had signed off. I never heard from Mikey again, and I avoided the mall. I was too embarrassed at the thought of running into Anthony. I was a disappointment to him when I thought everything went well. But, a couple of weeks after I last talked to Mikey, I was chatting with a new guy. Somehow my adventure with Mikey and Anthony became the topic of conversation. “Oh, bro! I know Anthony and Mikey!” “Okay, so give me insight to what I did wrong.” “Seriously?” “Yes!” “Dude...Mikey lures...well recruits may be more fair of a word...he recruits guys for Anthony to bareback.” “Right. He fucked me bareback.” “And you haven’t gotten sick?” “What the fuck? Mikey asked me too. Why is everyone concerned?” “Because he has AIDS and isn’t on any meds. His initiation is breeding negative holes and giving them his super viral loads. That’s their thing. How did you not know?” How the fuck would I know? It was the first time we talked. I was completely new to the gay community on AOL at the time. I laid in bed that night remembering every thought, feeling, taste and smell of my time in the boiler cage. As much as I tried to resist an erection thinking about what had happened, I couldn’t stop myself from reaching under the covers to pleasure my cock. I thought about how hard he fucked me with the broom and then his cock. He must have been so excited at the chance to flood a virgin hole. I shot my load while realizing that I happily scooped up his cum and finger-fucked my own sore hole with his poz seed. I realized that was one of my best orgasms laying there covered in his piss while fingering myself. As I licked the cum from my fingers safe at home in bed, I started to imagine my own cum was now tainted. It could have happened. Hell, I did everything inadvertently to make it happen. I slid into the chair behind my desk after locking my bedroom door. My fingers quickly started typing away in an IRC channel dedicated to poz men in my city. The bug had bitten me.
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A Wife’s Surprise Why did I get married? I found my soulmate—compatible in every way. Well, in every way but sex. I had spent 6 years of my life doing the most depraved things with Jay; but when he passed away, I suppose I felt lost. Perhaps I felt a little guilty as well. Growing up being told that the types of activities I was engaging in was damnable still haunted me more than I realized. But, trying to live the straight life was proving to be more difficult than I had thought. A short two years into the marriage, my wife began fucking other men. I’m not even sure who broached the topic of hotwifing up first, but I do know that there was little resistance to the idea on her part. Maybe it was my small cock. Maybe she already had an inkling that I wasn’t totally straight. While we had sex initially, I could never deliver her that big orgasm every woman wants. And what started out as her being a hotwife, quickly evolved into cuckolding. Before I knew it, I was sexually abandoned for guys with much bigger cocks that seemed to always give her what she needed—including some things that she didn’t. With her first companion, Josh, she assured me that she was careful. Sex only happened with him wearing a condom she told me. It was our mutually agreed upon rule. Once she realized that this was the lifestyle that made her happy, I saw the change take place. She was on my iPad while we were watching TV. I didn’t think much of it until she left the room and came back a bit later dressed up in a short dress, stockings and high heels. “Where are you going?” “I’m going to get fucked,” she replied casually while grabbing her purse. This was something new. Her “dates” with Josh were always planned days in advance. “With Josh?” I asked with a pit of anxiety forming in my stomach. “No. I met someone online with a delicious cock.” “Just now?” I asked confusedly. “Mhh hmm,” she retorted opening the door to our garage. “You’re fucking a total stranger?” She didn’t bother to answer. “If you cum, you know where it belongs.” I was flabbergasted at the turn of events and change in her personality. “Say it. Tell me where it belongs.” I felt immediately embarrassed. “In the toilet.” “Because?” “It’s worthless.” “Don’t wait up,” she replied shutting the door. She told me that she had “courted” Josh for several months before they first hooked up. Now she was leaving to have sex with a total stranger after ten minutes of chatting online. Where in the past she would tell me where they’d be or when she’d be home, tonight there was no discussion at all. I did what any pathetic cuck does in such a situation. I went to my computer and started jerking my worthless cock to cuckold porn. As I sat there tugging, my phone pinged multiple times from a flurry of text messages. I reached for my phone seeing that the messages were from my wife. She had sent a handful of pics. The first was of her date’s enormous dick draped over her pussy and hidden womb below. The second was of his cock pressing against her slit. It was only then that I realized that he had no condom on. I was a wild mix of emotions that flooded through me in that moment. The remaining pictures were of the stranger’s bare cock fucking her cunt with the final image of his cum leaking out of her. Mentally, I was mad and even mortified. We hadn’t agreed to unprotected sex. She wasn’t even taking birth control. Yet, she had unilaterally decided this is what she wanted. Despite my mental anguish over her choice, my dick was the hardest it had ever been seeing this random guy breeding her. It was a bit of a mind-fuck in that moment. You see all the cuck porn and read all the erotica. You think about how hot it’d be for your wife to turn into a complete slut. But in the back of your mind, you know that it’s just stories and those women in the pics are either actresses or somebody else’s wife. You never actually think your wife is capable of turning into a slut-wife; until she actually becomes one. I went to the bathroom and shot my undesirable seed into the toilet while looking at a stranger’s cum dribbling from my wife. Once I flushed my mess, I returned back to the computer to login to a hotwife forum I had joined. My post of what was transpiring was met with absolute excitement. I was told how lucky I was that it appeared my wife was embracing her inner slut and that I should fully encourage it. As weird as it felt to be praised for my new wife being barebacked by a random guy, I did feel a sense of odd pride in my humiliation. When she got home much later that night, there was no discussion of what happened. This was a new development as well. In the past with Josh, there would always be a detailed account of what had happened sexually. With this little adventure, she didn’t even bring up the fact that she let another guy cum inside her for the first time. I thought it odd considering her texts made it clear that she wanted me to know she was done with safe sex. The next day as I left for work, she said that she was taking the day off from her job; not because she was sick but because she had lined up several “dates” for fun. “Different guys?” “Yes.” “How many different guys?” I asked not entirely sure if I wanted to really know that answer. She stopped what she was doing and thought about it briefly. “Mmmmh six but maybe seven if the one can make it.” I couldn’t believe it. We had gone from just Josh that she had fucked for four months to now possibly eight total strangers is less than twenty-four hours. “Are you going out to their place or getting a hotel room or something?” She laughed dryly. “No. There coming here. They can fuck me in our bed.” “In our marriage bed?” I though silently. As if it being our marriage bed made it somehow sacrosanct—especially when we weren’t even fucking in it anymore. “So you’re going to invite total strangers into our house to fuck you?” “Yes,” she said putting makeup on while wearing her red, lace lingerie. “Okay then...I guess. Have fun,” I said closing the door. Have fun? Did I just really just say that? I was wishing my wife fun in fucking up to seven strangers in our home? My morning was packed with meetings, but my phone kept buzzing with texts from her. After the twelfth message, I couldn’t fight the urge to not look. With my phone under the conference table carefully out of view from others, I opened my first message. It was her first guy ball-deep in her ass. Again, she wasn’t having him wear a condom. I couldn’t believe it. Anal was something that she swore she’d never try, and now some random black guy’s monster cock was stretching her open. I quickly scanned the other pics with the final two ending in her gaping hole leaking his seed and her sucking his dick that was just in her ass with a fucked-drunk look in her eyes. This woman was definitely not my wife. I tried working, but more and more messages kept coming in as each new date would arrive, fuck her, and then fill either her pussy or ass. Twice I had to go to the nearby private restroom and quickly rub one out into the toilet. Eventually there was lull in messages. I had assumed that her dates after guy number four had fizzled out. But after lunch, I received a new message. It was of three hung guys standing next to one another with the caption, “I know you want me to be a slut so…” After that message, it was clear that the thirty or so pics that followed were taken by the guys running a train on my wife; again, none wore a condom. When I finally got home, she was in bed naked and masturbating. She looked like she had taken part in an all-day orgy which I suppose she sort of had done. Covered in sweat and dried cum everywhere, I was surprised she was still horny enough to be playing with herself. Our once crisp, white sheets were now visibly stained thanks to her adventures. “There he is,” she moaned while not ceasing playing with her clit. “Did you make cummies in the toilet at work today?” I was instantly hard again seeing her like this. I was so confused as to why this turned me on. “Yes. Twice.” “In the toilet like a good cucky? Don’t lie to me!” “Yes. In the toilet.” “Mmmhh good. Nobody wants that dick of yours let alone your cum in them. Are you surprised your slutty wife let three guys treat her like a fuck-doll all afternoon? Mmhh they fucked me so hard in all my holes. I even rimmed two of them...fuck it was so hot.” I couldn’t believe my ears. None of these things my wife would have ever done when we got married. “I’m shocked. Yes.” “Mmhh well I have a confession,” she said with a very, dirty giggle. “Well two confessions I guess. I might as well tell you everything.” Oh fuck...what was I in for? “Pull your pants down. I want to see how that little cock reacts to the truth.” I pulled my pants and boxers down and stood at the foot of the bed as one of her hands cupped her large breasts and the other rubbed her swollen clit. “Good boy. It’s sort of cute how tiny it is, and almost a shame those balls are so big. Hmmmm which truth to tell you first? Did you ever wonder why I was so quick to take up hotwifing?” “I was surprised that you did.” “When we started dating and that first night we had sex, I called my ex on the way home.” “You what?” “I felt bad at first calling him, but my drive home from your place was so long. You left me unfulfilled and horny. He just sorta popped into my head and I couldn’t resist. Let’s just say that he was very excited to hear from me. I wasn’t sure if I could drive and finger myself at the same time, but it turns out I can. He was staying over at his mom’s that night for her birthday, so we had to fuck in my car in the driveway.” “You fucked him the same night we first had sex?” “No...he fucked me. He fucked me soooo good too. I couldn’t believe how much I missed his dick inside me after we broke up.” “You didn’t tell him you and I were dating?” “Of course I did! I didn’t want to lie to him.” “And he still fucked you?” She giggled softly. I could hear how insanely wet she was as her fingers plunged in and out of her sex. “I think that made him want to fuck me even harder—especially when I told him how small your cock is and terrible you were in bed. I had to tell him that I could barely feel you and that you kept popping out even when I tried to ride you cowgirl. He looooved hearing that. I think that’s what got him to cum actually.” My cock was achingly hard at her confession of betrayal from when we dated. “So you just had sex that one time?” A smile formed on her pouty lips that had been around seven different cocks that day. “Mmmmmhhh no. He wouldn’t let me stop seeing him, and I was addicted to that big dick. So, I just had to keep fucking him while we dated. Pretty much every time we’d go out on a date, I’d stop by his place on the way home. Although...sometimes he’d make me fuck him in the public bathroom or behind this dumpster at the park near his place.” I stood there completely mute thinking about her ex fucking her by a dumpster in the middle of the night mere minutes after leaving me. The more I thought about it, the more I realized I was thinking about his cock and being in her place. It also dawned on me that was the same thing I was thinking about with every single one of her recent pics. “I see that little cocklet is still hard despite me telling you I was cheating on you with Marcus while you and I dated. I mean I wasn’t just cheating on you while we dated. Marcus has been fucking me the entire time we’ve been married as well. He even fucked me in the dressing room of the church fifteen minutes before our wedding. I had his cum inside me while we were at the altar.” “He came inside you?” “Of course. We never used protection. I’ve only used condoms with you. That first time we had sex, I was trying the be a good girl and be responsible so I made you wear one. I suppose I felt like Marcus’ fleshlight after he and I broke up. I felt so cheap and dirty. He told me the night we broke up that he wanted to start pimping me out to some of his friends at first and then to put me on the streets to earn for him. But I was too full of myself back then. I thought I deserved better than to be a prostitute for him. I left him and I thought I’d try to be that prim and proper girl you’re supposed to take home to someone’s mommy. But as soon as you were inside me the very first time,” she giggled, “if you can call it inside, I was thinking about a big, bare cock being deep inside me. I really tried to be a good girlfriend for the first five seconds into having sex with you, but then I just kept imagining cheating on you. I just need to be fucked by a real man. Every other time we had sex, you wore a condom because Marcus didn’t want unprotected beta cock inside his pussy.” “You’ve only used condoms with me? What about Josh?” She got up onto her knees on the bed. “Look at how hard the little guy is. Ooh I bet he wishes he was good enough to be worth fucking. You know, you’d actually make a better bottom for some guy than you pretending to be able to fuck a woman. We should just force you to be fucked by men. I think I’d have fun making that happen.” I was momentarily freaked out. Did she know about Jay somehow? Did she see my secret collection of hidden pics and videos of me being Jay’s slut? I stood there nervously silent. My wife grabbed a glass from the nightstand and downed the remaining what looked like whiskey still in it. She walked by our dresser and rummaged through a drawer. As she sat down on the edge of the bed in front of me, she snapped on an opaque surgical glove over her right hand. “So Josh...that brings us to my second confession. Are you ready, cucky?” she asked seductively while placing her gloved index and middle fingers along with her thumb on my short shaft and began to jerk me off. “I...I guess,” I said softly. “Aww don’t look so sad. I have to wear the glove if I’m going to touch it from now on. I read online that I should be ummm clinical from now on when it comes to your sexual needs. If fact this could be the only time I ever touch it again. I’m supposed to break you of all desires to cum. Eventually, I read you’ll become impotent if we deny you for long enough.” Somehow the shame of her not wanting to touch my dick without a glove was insanely arousing. I did my best not to flinch or moan at this weird pleasure. “There was no Josh,” she said while three-finger stroking me faster. “What?” I said with a quick moan. “It was only Marcus. I wasn’t sure you could handle me fucking my ex again so I made up Josh. Oh, and the fact that Josh and I used protection. Like I said, Marcus and I never use anything.” Her latex-sheathed fingers stroking me felt so awkward and intensely arousing at the same time. I was about to cum. “Why did you finally tell me?” “Because I saw your search history on your iPad. I saw all the cheating girlfriend and slut-wife porn you’ve been looking at. I figured it was time to make your little fantasies come true and let you know you married a whore that’s only been faithful to you for a few minutes.” “Ooohh fuck,” I moaned. “And today wasn’t just some random guys I met online. They were sent here by Marcus. I’m his special, little, married prostitute now. I made $700 for him today. Oh,” she giggled, “I guess that makes three confessions.” I was ashamedly close to cumming. “How much do you keep?” “None, silly. Your money is mine. Everything I make is all his. I do whatever Marcus wants me to do; which brings me to quitting my job.” “What?” I moaned. I could feel the cum about ready to erupt. “I’m quitting my job. I can’t very well be a good prostitute if I’m working a boring day job. My new job is fucking for money.” Hearing her confess that she was quitting her job to become Marcus’ prostitute blew my mind. I couldn’t hold my orgasm back any longer and shot my runny load in the glass she was holding, “What a naughty boy you are cumming to your beloved wife admitting she’s becoming a full-fledged whore. You’re going to have to work more to support us cucky,” she said with an impish grin while putting the glass to my lips. “Drink it all down.” Part of me wanted to have my own confession that this wasn’t going to be the first time my own cum crossed my lips. I wanted to tell her for the six years before we met that I had become Jay’s cum-guzzling whore. I opened my mouth, and she dumped my warm seed onto my tongue. I swallowed it without hesitation. “That’s a good boy,” she said taking her glove off. “Now, I need to shower and go to Marcus’ to give him his money. I’m going to be out all night earning, so don’t wait up. It’s kind of exciting that this will be my first night on a street corner!” * * * * * * * * * * * Six months had passed since her afternoon of confessions. She had completely slipped into the role of Marcus’ whore; the same role that less than a year ago the mere thought of caused her to break up with him. Now, she was seeing dozen of guys each week at all hours of the day and night. Sometimes she’d be gone for days at a time and then come home looking like she took part in a hundred-person gangbang. The clothes that she left in would be ripped and covered in various stains that I was never privy to knowing about. Her hair and makeup would be completely ruined. She would return virtually unrecognizable than how she left. She had also become very comfortable in entertaining her clients in our bedroom at various times throughout the day and night. It became so frequent that she suggested we move me in the spare bedroom in the basement—which happened to be directly below our bedroom. I was suddenly privy to hearing the moans and screams of my whore wife being fucked into oblivion throughout many a night while trying to fall asleep. Laying alone in a bed while my old bed is being broken by stranger a floor above me, I began to think about all those raw cocks fucking my wife. I had seen many of the innumerable men coming to fuck her thanks to our doorbell cam. Looking at them had become a bit of a masochistic obsession. You could crudely say their quality varied wildly. Young to old, clean to extremely dirty looking, it appeared that my wife was instructed (and very willing) to let anyone inside her. I began to think back to my own slutty times with Jay; how the first time we met I was taking raw cock in my ass. I wondered if she felt that thrill of not knowing what she might might catch from one of the men she fucked. In just six months she had easily serviced well over a hundred men. My cock would get hard thinking about what STDs she might have gotten from being a disposable cock-sleeve. I started an account on a bug chaser forum and relayed my situation to countless strangers. Of course, there were the typical congratulatory replies that I had a depraved slut for a wife. But what intrigued me even more were the private messages from poz men that were very interested in being able to fuck her. Dozen of messages from guys that were local, and even traveling to my city for other reasons, were clamoring for my wife’s contact info—all eager to give her the gift of HIV along with a myriad of other STIs. What should have turned me off, instead made me yearn for her to be gifted if she wasn’t already. And, after much debate, I sent links to listings Marcus made advertising my wife on DoubleList and BackPage to each of men that messaged me privately. I came harder than I ever had after I sent her ads to the first guy. Knowing that she’d likely be fucking a stranger who wasn’t on meds, and possibly in our house, was driving me insane with deplorable lust. Several weeks went by doing our normal song and dance routine with the addition of me continuing to advertise her to interested parties from the bug chasing forum. I had even heard back from a dozen or so of the guys that they had followed through and fucked my wife and planted their toxic seed deep into her holes. I’ll admit that I was jealous. What I had been searching for six years with Jay might actually become a reality for my promiscuous wife. Coming home late from my second job, I was surprised that my wife was sitting on the couch casually flipping through stuff on the iPad. I couldn’t remember the last time I came home and she wasn’t either fucking someone in our room or not even home because she was on the street. “We need to talk about about things, cucky,” she said with irritation in her voice. “What?” I said sitting down in the recliner across from her. “A bug chasing forum?” I gulped down the huge frog suddenly in my throat. “Uh huh. You forget your Chrome is also logged in on the iPad. You’ve been a busy boy sharing my ads to these men.” “I…” “Shut up. I’ve known from the first night you logged in that you had shared my ads. Stand up and pants down.” I stood up and slide my jeans and underwear down. “Did your little worm get excited sharing my ads to those men?” “I...uhhh…” “It’s getting hard right now so I’ll take that as a yes. You know that I fucked each of those men. I let them cum inside me after they roughed me and my holes up. How could I say no to them? I’m a whore now and they paid to hurt me and make my ass bleed before they shot their cum inside me.” I felt my cock spasm. “A few days ago, I woke up feeling like shit. So, I went to the urgent care and had to tell the poor, little, innocent nurse that I had been having a lot of unprotected sex with high-risk men. You’ll be happy to know that I’ve been give the gift that you so desperately wanted me to have. I also have a few extra bugs as well just for good measure.” I looked down to see my cock dripping with precum. “Are you done...being Marcus’ whore?” “Fuck no. He said even he hoped I’d catch it by now. In fact, he was shocked that I continued to dodge it for so long. The best part is some guys will pay more now to possibly get what I have. You’ve actually done me a huge favor with your secret meddling. And as a reward, I think it’s time that you get the gift as well...just not from me,” she said devilishly. I heard our bedroom door open and a gaunt man rounded the corner. “Wait...what’s going on?” “Your going to get to enjoy it too, cucky. Thomas here loves femboys like you, and he has an astronomically high viral load. Isn’t that right, Thomas?” “That’s right, Miss,” Thomas said walking up to me. “A pathetic cock but a yummy little ass your husband has.” “Right?! I’ve said the same thing many times throughout our brief marriage. Why don’t you bend over and spread those cheeks for Thomas? I bet he’d like to see that little, pink hole of yours.” “What? Right now? Here?” “Yes,” she replied sternly. “Right...fucking...now. Show him your fuckhole.” I felt my cheeks suddenly begin to burn bright red. I slowly turned away from Thomas and bent over at the waist while pulling my cheeks apart. I felt that familiar surge of sexual desire whenever Jay used to have me present my ass to someone. “What tiny, pink delicacy you have,” he cooed while pressing his thumb against my hole. I felt him pressing harder and harder until I could feel his thumbnail scraping against my tender flesh. I grunted in discomfort as his thumb tore into my asshole and he began fucking me with it. “That’s a good boy,” my wife moaned while beginning to play with herself. “I think he likes it,” Thomas said while spitting on my hole with his thumb buried inside me. “Of course he does. He’s secretly a naughty little faggot,” my wife casually said. I turned my head and our eyes met. “That’s right. I discovered your little treasure trove of pics and video you took with your friend. I’ve known about those for weeks. All of the sudden it made so much sense that you had a problem either getting hard or staying hard for me.” “Such a naughty husband,” Thomas said pushing me down onto all fours in our living room. “Oh he’s was quite the slut. So many different cocks in your holes before we met that you make me seem almost virginal in comparison. How you managed to dodge the gift all those years is beyond me. But now, with Thomas’ cock buried inside your ass, all that changes tonight.” I moaned like a bitch in heat as Thomas plunged his long, narrow cock into me. Everything finally being out in the open with my wife was incredibly freeing. Finally, I could simply embrace the Hedonistic filth that I craved without being forced to keep it all hidden and repressed. At my wife’s suggestion, Thomas repositioned me over a small ottoman and tied my wrists and knees to its legs. I was left restrained and spread open for the rest of the night. Thomas would deposit multiple viral loads into my raw ass over the course of the evening while my wife watched and taunted me. With each powerful grunt and spasm of his balls against mine, I knew that he was coating my insides and potentially gifting me what I had long sought after. Weeks later, much like my wife, I woke up feeling sick. A trip and blood test from my primary confirmed that I had finally been converted. Surprising was the fact that Marcus was even more elated that either myself or my wife. With my change in status, he decided to branch out and diversify his portfolio with his first male prostitute. Now, our house is an unending parade of those looking to be gifted or to be recharged from us. Who says true love doesn’t exist?
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Finally was able to embark on taking my second raw cock, and a total of 3 loads in me. Met a new Dom top today. First, Locked in chastity, harness and hood on, I was tied to the posts of the deck outside and sucked him nice and hard, until I begged him to fuck me bareback. Was taken inside, put on all fours and fucked silly until he unloaded in me. I think we have created a monster! I want more, I need more. -
Closeted County I knew better than to speed, but it was late at night and I was tired. My father always warned me that sheriff’s department of Closet County loved catching “big city” speeders blasting down their two-lane roads. Now, as I turned off onto the gravel side-road in order to pull over, I got that sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. This was going to be a huge ticket, and I wasn’t sure I’d get by with simply going to traffic school yet again. “Driver’s window down. Turn off the car. Drop they keys onto the road out the driver’s window,” said a gruff voice over a peaking speaker. “Well that’s unexpected,” I mumbled while turning off my aging, rust-bucket of a car that I had inherited from my older sister. As my hand went out the window, I looked up into the rear-view mirror. The blinding white light of the cruiser’s spotlight obscured everything but the faint alternating pattern of his pulsating red and blues. I dropped the keys placed my hands back onto the steering wheel. “Driver. Step out of the vehicle, close the door and place your hands on the roof of the car.” That seemed a bit excessive. In the handful of times I had been pulled over prior, I had never been treated like any sort of threat. Then again, it was 2am and I was doing 45mph over the posted limit. It’s not like I really had a choice at this point anyway. With my hands on the roof of the car, I kept my face pointed forwards. The light from the cop’s spotlight made it impossible to look in his direction. I could hear his footsteps approaching on the gravel below—heavy and almost deafening like marching to the gallows. “Do you know how fast you were going, son?” “Far too fast, Sir,” I replied as respectfully as I could. “Uh huh. Yup. Far too fast indeed,” he said with his voice trailing off. I suddenly felt his hands on my hips. They began to roughly frisk me. “Got anything that may poke, prod or stick me?” I felt him reach around and firmly grab my crotch. “Nuh-nuh-no, Sir,” I said startled. The officer moved his hands to my ass and it felt as though he was massing my cheeks. “Uh huh. Just a model of a citizen are we? Out driving nearly 50mph over my speed limit at 2 o’clock in the morning.” I felt his hands reach into my rear pockets. His left hand withdrew my wallet. “Benjamin Stoltz...tell me...Benjamin...exactly what types of criminal shenanigans are you up to?” He tossed my open wallet onto the hood of my car. “Nothing, Sir. Just anxious to get home and I was tired.” “Tired he says. That seems like an awfully dumb reason to be speeding along with limited visibility on a night like tonight. Hell, you can’t even see the moon it’s so cloudy. Are you drunk, boy?” “No, Sir,” I clamored. I felt the officer press up against my backside and lean his head over my left shoulder before deeply inhaling. It made my entire body tingle as much as it cringed. “Hmmm you don’t smell like a boozer. Maybe you’re just in a hurry to transport some drugs through my county? Are you a doper, boy?” I was actually caught even more off-guard by the insinuation. “God no, Sir. I don’t even smoke cigarettes.” “Then you won’t mind me having a little looksie around your vehicle?” he asked as he had already moved to open the back door and rummage around. “Now don’t you move!” he warned. “Hmmmm...uh huh,” I could hear him mumbling as he went through the contents strewn about in the back of my car. I could hear him unzip my backpack and dump everything out onto the road. “Welp,” he said with a click of his tongue, “I’m going to need you to strip.” “Sir?” I said in utter disbelief. “I’m not seeing any drugs here. So, that really only leaves one other place for you to hide them.” “Sir, I don’t…” There was a sudden bang as the cop slammed his baton down on the roof of my car. I jumped onto the balls of my feet. My heart felt like it had skipped several beats. “Don’t make me tell you twice! Strip!!” I began to slide my hand backwards off the roof. “Don’t you fucking dare. Hands on top of the roof at all times. How do I know you aren’t about to pull a weapon?” “Didn’t you just frisk me?” I blurted out somewhat incredulous. The response was swift and immediate. I felt the baton against the back of neck driving my face against the roof of the car. “Don’t you get fucking smart with me.” “I-I-I don’t know know how to comply if I can’t use my hands, Sir.” “Ohhhhh is that the problem?” he half-asked with seething sarcasm. “Well then...all you have to do is ask for help.” “Sir?” He pushed my face down even harder against the metal roof. I felt his breath against my right ear. “I said, ‘All you have to do is ask’ for me to help you strip.” I swallowed the massive frog in my throat that had appeared. “Sir, I need help stripping for you.” “Awww. See? That wasn’t so hard now was it?” He removed the baton from my neck, and I felt both of his hands reach around to the front of my jeans. He deftly unbuttoned and unzipped them before placing his thumbs inside the band of my underwear at each hip. An instant later, he had pulled down everything to my ankles. I now stood there half-naked against my own car bathed in the eerie light of his cruiser’s spotlight. The cop grabbed my shoulders and awkwardly manhandled me until I was in front of the driver’s front tire. “Bend over and feet apart,” he gruffly commanded. When I didn’t immediately comply, he forcefully bent me forward over the hood of my car and had begun to kick my feet apart as far as they could go. He grabbed my arms and folded my wrists atop one another and cuffed me. My mind raced a million different thoughts as I laid there helplessly bent over my car in the middle of nowhere. His hands were almost immediately on my ass—roughly squeezing and pulling on my cheeks. I did my best to remain silent for fear of what he might do to me if I resisted. I felt that familiar hardness of his baton against the inside of my right thigh. He slowly slid it up until the tip pressed against my sack. He withdrew it and repeated the same motion up my left, inner thigh. Before I even realized what was about to happen, I felt the rounded tip pressing against my asshole. “Let’s just see what you might be smuggling up that prison pocket of yours,” he teased as he began to drive the baton into my ass. I unexpectedly moaned out and clenched my fists behind me. I could feel my cock harden as he drove the wooden weapon deeper inside me. “Fuuuck,” I moaned. The sheriff began to pump the length of the baton back and forth in long, powerful thrusts without saying anything. Like the inexperienced virgin I was, I quickly climaxed and sprayed my seed onto the dusty rubber of my tire. With the baton implanted firmly inside me, I could hear him unzip his pants. It was a near-instant swap; the unforgiving wood of his baton for the warmth and girth of his hard cock. There was no romance. There was no flirty words exchanged. Instead, he grabbed the short bit of chain between my cuffs and used that as leverage to slam-fuck me as hard as he could. I moaned and grunted in a perverse mix of pleasure and pain. Up until that night, my ass had remained sacrosanct even against my own curious fingers. It didn’t take him long before his thrusts went from rhythmic to disjointed and staccato. As I stared into my empty driver’s seat, I could tell he was flooding my insides with its first load of fertilizer. All of my own thoughts and questions about the subject matter were answered. I was definitely a horny, cum-hungry, faggot. There was no point in me pretending otherwise from now own. As the officer’s fat cock slipped from my aching hole, I could feel some of his cum dribble down my right thigh as it leaked out. I expected to be uncuffed at any moment. I didn’t expect to swap phone numbers. I didn’t expect for him to say anything really. This was just a horny cop taking advantage of me on a deserted road in the middle of the night. What I also didn’t expect was for him to grab me and pull me towards his cruiser. He opened the rear door and pushed me onto the backseat. With my feet dangling out, he pulled off my shoes and then my jeans and underwear that were still around my ankles. Without a word, he pushed my feet inside the car and shut the door. A few moments later we were driving back down the main country road. “Where are you taking me?” I asked laid out. He remained silent. We pulled into the tiny police station and he pulled me out of the car and marched me half-naked into the back door. As we rounded a corner, I could see the holding cell that had half-a-dozen men locked inside. “Wait...wait...you can’t put me in there like this,” I stammered trying to resist forward momentum. The men seemed largely oblivious to my presence until the sheriff spoke. “Merry Christmas, fellas! Who says I never do anything nice for the worst of our populace?!” The men immediately turned to look at us and began cat-calling. The sheriff pressed me up against the outside of the cell. Twelves hands were suddenly pawing at me through the bars. With his head once again over my left shoulder he whispered, “It’s the Christmas holiday. You can spend the next three days in here thinking about what happens to speeders in my county. Maybe...if the fellas feel like you earned it, you can stay another day or two and help rehabilitate them.” All of the men began cheering as he opened the cell door and pushed me into it with my hands still bound together with his handcuffs.
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So with everything going on I have really struggled to get much time to myself holding down three jobs to save up for uni. so when a friend asked me to house sit for her aunt and uncle meaning a free trip to the coast I was all for it. first few days there I enjoyed just sunning myself and getting to know the town but didn’t take me too long to look on Grindr to see if there was any local talent, my first time on was a bust, a few guys near by but none either interested in me or what I wanted. Wasn’t until the 5th day there that I got a bite, a couple were down visit and wanted a third to join them, it was a blank profile that sent me a pic of two hairy chests. I was all for it and was gonna suggest hooking up where I was working but they were wanting it outdoors. so I found myself trekking through town and into the woods before I found the what three word location but no one was there, I thought I was ghosted so was getting really pissed off when a pair of guy came out the trees, they were already topless like me with the heat and didn’t wait to drop their shorts to the ground to show they were freeballing it. one had a nice cock uncut maybe 6.5 inches the other was cut and was 6inches. I came up to them matching them naked between the trees and asked what they wanted, cut guy said they are both vers tops and in need of a bottom to use hard. I was def keen and got to work sucking on cut guy while my hand worked the other cock them making out above me as I swapped cocks enjoying their musky smell. it was uncut guy that pulled me up and pushed me against the tree spitting on my ass and pushing his fingers into me while the other guy watched, occasionally spanking our asses. I was moaning a lot when uncut guy spat on his cock and said “ready for a rough pounding brat” and with no warning forced his cock hard into my hole. he fucked me hard and rough, keeping me pinned against the tree it rubbing and scratching my body as he slammed into me, I lost track of time but before long I heard the sounds of panting and grunting out that he was gonna load me up and he did cumming hard in my ass. before his cock was fully out cut guy was taking his place no spit just using his bf cum for lube and fuck did I scream as he ducked my brains out he pulled me away from the tree bending me down to suck uncut’s cock clean. He then pushed me down so I was laying on the floor getting drilled hard, when he came I was totally done, sore and drained by the heat we said goodbye quickly and went our ways. I found a toilet it was old but I wanted to clean up my body and ass after that before walking back to the house, I cleaned my body quickly then went into a cubicle to clean out as I sat I heard a voice say, cute bod u want a sucking, didn’t have to ask me twice as I looked for the hole and put my cock through letting the guy fuck me off draining my balls. I got to my knees wanting to suck him and he didn’t disappoint all I could see was a hairy bush and a good 6.5 inch cock push though for me to suck drinking down his load as he came and left. I cleaned up and went back happy to get three loads in me after weeks of nothing
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Always game for some BB action. Would love to get a gangbang going.
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A Night of Firsts When I got to Jay's, he was already prepared for what he had planned for me. It was straight to his bathroom, undress and then begin a series of seriously, gut-filling enemas. Once the water ran clear, he escorted me into his bedroom. I always felt awkward being in that room. Jay was "married" to his lifelong partner. That was technically their room, and despite constant assurances since the day we met online that his partner was okay with him having a slave, I always felt like I was a homewrecker of sorts—or at least a potential one. On the bed was a set of thigh-high, fishnet stockings, a short, black, pleated skirt and a black tank-top that had SLUT in rhinestones across the chest. I was understandably confused. "What's this for?" "You said you used to pretend being a girl when you and your best friend would fool around." "Right...and?" "Tonight, you're going to be a girl. You're lucky you actually look like a fairly passable girl despite being over six-foot thanks to your curly, long hair. Come on...get dressed." I was still unsure but also excited by a new challenge being presented to me. In a few moments I was standing at the foot of his bed all dressed up. I felt sexy, slutty, confident, vulnerable, confused, embarrassed...all of those feelings all at once as I looked at myself in his dresser mirror. Jay produced a pink chastity cage and told me to lift my skirt. This was something neither of us had ever discussed, and it was the first time that I had ever seen a cage in person. It took some wrangling to suppress my erect cock enough to get it locked away. My meat bulged against it—pressing my shaft's skin through every available open space. It was incredibly uncomfortable and simultaneously reassuring. It felt proper to have my cock locked away in this cute thing. As soon as my visual transformation was complete, his partner walked in and lifted my skirt front and then back. "Very cute," he said. "She's going to have fun tonight." Both men chuckled at the plan only they were privy to. It didn’t take a lot of convincing to get me to walk into that adult bookstore; not nearly as much as one would expect. Perhaps that was thanks to the giant bottle of pre-opened water he demanded I drink on the way there. At some point, Jay had apparently slipped something into it. By the time we arrived, I was already cozy on cloud nine. While I realized that someone I knew might recognize me dressed as a girl in this tiny skirt that barely covered my ass, it just didn’t seem to bother in that headspace. Jay apparently knew the owner behind the counter, and with a flash of my ID, he waved us on with an impish smile. I was paraded up and down the aisles of the store while Jay feigned interest in the porno DVDs or sex toys for sale. I nearly fainted when a guy in his 50's with gray beard walked up to me and lifted the back of my skirt to grope my ass, and then reached around to wave my caged cock around. I stood silent, but Jay's smile let me know this was going how he had planned. By the third set of hands feeling me up, I was beginning to openly moan being manhandled like a bimbo. "Come on," Jay said. I thought we were leaving, and I was actually sad. But rather than leaving, he led me through a door into an arcade. We walked silently down a poorly lit, stinky corridor. A series of doors close together were on our right, and we passed a single door on the left that had THETER misspelled on a strip of masking tape. Jay walked me into a room on the right. As I stepped in, I could see three of the guys from the store area coming towards us. It didn't even hit me until I saw the jizz-stained monitor playing porn that he had taken me to a gloryhole. This was something we had talked about in great detail doing. I was obsessed with the fantasy of going to one for the past couple of years. I guess I was so caught up in becoming a girl and being groped that I was blind to what was going to happen until we got into that room. Jay moved the stool to the center of the room and opened the partition covers on both holes for the room. He lifted my skirt and we both saw the heavy string of precum that was hanging down from the tip of my dick. As soon as my bare bottom hit the stool, a stranger's hard cock was coming through the hole in front of me. Jay took out his phone and began recording as he told me that I knew what to do. I was so turned on and ravenous for this exact experience that I was immediately licking and sucking on my first anon cock. I was surprised and bit disappointed how quickly he came, but I was still happy to be swallowing my first anon load. Another cock came through a few minutes later, and as I leaned forward to suck a new stranger off, I felt hands grabbing at my ass through the hole behind me. Jay told me to stand up, and he moved the stool to the corner of the narrow room. I kept licking and sucking as the new stranger's hands squeezed my ass, played with my caged cock through my spread legs and then I felt a finger push into my asshole. It was a moment of pure exhilaration and bliss being finger-fucked by one man with another's cock throbbing in my mouth about to explode. The stranger behind me fingered my asshole rapidly with one and then two fingers. But then it suddenly stopped. As I swallowed strange load number 2, Jay pushed my hips back towards the wall behind me. I felt my little, bubble-butt depress against the rough wood. My mind was racing with a million wicked thoughts of what was about to happen. I just stood there, bent over, savoring the warm, salty aftertaste in my mouth waiting for what I knew was about to happen. A total stranger would be fucking me for real; no fantasy; no pretend roleplay. I felt Jay sit his phone on my lower back and grab my ass from the sides. He pushed and pulled lining me up for the hole in the wall I assumed. I knew it was about to happen when he forcefully pulled my ass apart and told me to push back hard against the wall. I eagerly complied while Jay grabbed his phone off my back and pointed it right in my face to capture my every expression as my first true stranger penetrated me. I suddenly felt the stranger's cock against my hole. As he started to push into me, I moaned loud enough that I was a little embarrassed, but I couldn't help myself. I felt my eyes just explode open as this guy's cock forced me open. He was way bigger than Jay, and Jay appeared to love the fact this stranger was about to turn me inside out. "How does your first anon cock feel?" "It hurts soooo good," I moaned looking into his phone's camera lens. The anon behind me was mercilessly pounding me. It honesty felt like the wall was going to fall over or shatter. Even our door was rattling and clanging. Then the thought came to me; long after this strange dick had been violating me. I couldn't help myself but to ask though. It was morbid curiosity. "Is he wearing a condom?" I moaned in sync with his thrusts. Jay leaned over my back and returned with a smile. "No." "Uhhhh fuck," I moaned trying to hold my ass steady against the wall from the throttling it was receiving. Moving the camera from my face to over my ass, Jay captured my very first anonymous seeding. I so desperately wanted to jerk off right as that stranger was flooding my guts, but that clever cage denied me relief. I just dripped and dripped. As the anon cock slipped from my hole, Jay quickly, and much to my shock, inserted a fairly large butt-plug into me. "We don't want that to leak out do we?" Part of me did, but the dirty, slut I was dressed as agreed with Jay. I was ready for more loads, but Jay drove me back to his house. Together with his partner, we watched my night of taking three, separate, stranger's loads. They each took turns fucking my throat off the edge of their bed while tormenting my aching, caged cock.
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People say, “Never meet your hero.” Whether it’s driving your dream car or actually meeting your idol in real life, there’s the risk you’ll be disappointed. It’s always a gamble. I feel it’s true for sex as well. You can have the most fucked up fantasies that make you cum far harder than your ordinary, vanilla fantasies—the kind of orgasm that curls your toes and give you a charlie horse. But what happens when the opportunity presents itself to live out one of those perverted desires that gnaw away on your brain during every waking moment of your life? Do you give into your lusts? Do you overcome the fear that springs forth when you’re confronted with the chance to be bad? Do you ignore all the people that have always told you, “Some fantasies should just remain fantasies.”? Do you give in willingly to the demon inside which is tempting you with depravity? Or, do you need some help in slipping down into the dark morass that has been building and bubbling up within you all this time? When Jay took me to the glory-hole for the first time, it unleashed a ravenous devil within me. All of my darkest desires that had previously made me fantasize about sucking and fucking anonymous cock had been magically transformed within in that tiny, smelly buddy-booth. I had lived out the intangible. I suppose there was always the possibility that my fantasies of how incredible it would be to be a glory-hole slut would be revealed as horrible lies in the actual throes of carnal action. I could have hated letting that first cock slip between my lips. I could have cried in pathetic regret as Jay allowed an unsheathed stranger’s cock to slide into my ass and proceed to pump me full of unknown seed. But, that didn’t happen. Instead, it was as if I was proven right. The truth about myself was exposed; I was a deplorable slut and now Jay and I both knew it. Not one to take his foot off the pedal of depravity when it came to me, Jay and I were going to an unknown location in the middle of the night the following Friday after our glory-hole adventure. I was dressed in a pair of loose, nylon tennis shorts with no underwear, a tank-top and some sneakers. I definitely didn’t feel dressed up, but my lack of underwear underneath my loose shorts made it clear that I was dressed for easy access not as a fashion statement. This fact made me feel like a completely disposable whore, but that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. The hornier I was, the more likely I was going to make the type of bad decisions we both enjoyed taking place. It was almost midnight when he pulled off at an exit and stopped at a 24-hour truck stop. Curiously, he parked rather far from the front door of the convenience mart. We were off to the side of a line of idling trucks and underneath a broken parking lot light. Jay disappeared into the store area while I sat alone contemplating the uncertain night ahead. I wondered how sore my throat or asshole were going to be 12 hours from now. I watched a tiny version of Jay through the windows of the store. He darted up and down aisles looking for things. Finally, he along with a rather burly looking trucker exited the store at the same time. Both men stopped on the edge of the sidewalk in front of the store and were clearly talking. Did he know this guy? Was this going to be my evening’s entertainment? Jay and the bearded trucker continued talking until I saw Jay point towards his car with me nervously situated in it. “Seriously?” I thought as some nerves began to take root in me. It’s too bad that my cock didn’t know better as it poked down and out the left leg of my shorts—its pink head and some shaft clearly showing. Both men began walking towards the car with Jay holding a white, plastic bag in his left hand. I could feel my heart thumping away and my pucker clenching like a vise. Perhaps I wasn’t the bastion of slutdom that I thought I had so easily become thanks to a few hours in a glory-hole 7 days prior. Jay opened my door and told me to get out. I stood up outside the car with my awkward boner popping out the bottom of my shorts. “See! I told you he’d be hard,” Jay said. The stranger grabbed the exposed part of my cock and I shivered. He ran his large hand up my shaft until my shorts got pulled over my cock and balls. “Mmmhh that’s a nice cock there boy,” he grunted while stroking me. I remained dumbfounded and silent. “It’s nice, but this is his real prize,” Jay said turning me to face the car. The trucker had let go of my dick as I turned and jay pulled my shorts down. I knew what was expected of me in this moment despite my fears and anxiety trying to make me forget. I bent over and placed my hands on the edge of the passenger seat I was just sitting in. As I spread my feet apart, the trucker commented, “And already trained I see.” I suddenly felt a pair of hands on my ass that I assumed was the trucker’s. “He has...potential for sure,” Jay replied. Somehow his words seemed to turn me on as the trucker’s meaty paws squeezed and pulled at my cheeks. I looked down between my legs as saw the trucker get down on his knees. The next instant I felt a wiry beard scraping against my soft ass and a tongue lapping at my hole. The stranger bathed my tiny, pink hole with his immensely wet tongue. “Mmmhh it tastes as yummy as it looks.” While I couldn’t quite see, I could hear him begin tugging vigorously on his cock as he kept trying to force his tongue inside my asshole. It was the first time anyone had rimmed me, and I’d be lying if I said it was anything less than amazing. It dawned on me as the tip of his tongue had finally managed to force itself inside me that this was taking place in a relatively open, public space. I could hear trucks coming and going in front of Jay’s car where I was having my fuckhole tongued. I wondered what they might be thinking as they saw us. Perhaps this wasn’t something entirely uncommon—just another set of truck-stop holes getting used. What if more truckers were lining up behind me for their turn? The thought was as scary as it was titillating. Lost in thought about what people might be thinking about us and who might be next with my body, I didn’t even notice that the trucker had stood up and had stopped rimming my now soaking wet hole. “Do you mind if I…” the stranger asked. “Not at all, but it looks like you may have a hard time getting that in there,” Jay said with an impish chuckle. Oh god...this guy must have a monster dick. I grasped onto the edge of the seat as hard as I could and bit my lower lip. I could feel the copious amounts of slobber running down my balls as I waited for the inevitable. “I also don’t have…” the stranger started to say before Jay interrupted. “He likes it raw. He had his first raw cock at a glory-hole just last Friday and fell in love with being impregnated like the bitch-boy he is. Isn’t that right, slut?” I was instantly relieving in glorious detail that anon dick sliding between my cheeks and into my nervously, tight and quivering ass. God, it felt so wrong but so fucking good. My lips parted briefly, “Yes, Sir,” I moaned before biting my lip again. “That’s not very enthusiastic,” Jay admonished. “Ask this man for his cum inside you. Tell him how much you crave a stranger’s cum injected deep into your boy cunt.” A nervous as I was in the moment, being talked to like that by Jay always unleashed a dark energy in me. I would become something sub-human. He knew the exact right things to say to keep me in the insane moment at hand no matter how much my logical brain told me to stop behaving immorally. “Please, Sir,” I moaned. “He’s right. I crave dick inside me. Any cock. Any time. Please fuck me full of your cum. My body needs cum to survive.” The words flowed past my lips unfettered by any sense of right or wrong. They just lept forth from me seemingly beyond my control. Perhaps it was the demon within taking charge now and I was just a bystander. “Fuck yeah,” he moaned as I felt him pressing the giant head of his cock against my wet hole. “Ohhh god,” I moaned softly as my fingers went white clutching the seat in front of me. “No god here, boy. Just my fat cock ruining your asshole in a truck-stop parking lot.” I grunted in pain but kept my teeth firmly biting down on my lower lip. I shut my eyes. All I could picture was a baseball bat trying to force itself inside me. The trucker grabbed my hips and pulled me backward as he pushed even harder forwards. My hole may have been slightly penetrated by his tongue, but it was by no means ready to be busted open by his king kong cock. “Fuuuuck,” I grunted in agony. He was finally making progress violating me. It felt like my asshole was slowly being stretched open to the point of tearing. “At least if it tore open, you’d take his fat prick easier. Men love busting open a fresh cunt like yours,” the demon teased softly in my mind. “Ooohhh fuck,” I moaned. Suddenly, I could feel him pop inside me. There was a brief reprieve in pain and the sensation of being torn apart, but then he began throttling my ass like a cheap whore. The pain and feeling of be split into two was now a constant sensation along with the added feeling of being impaled by a bowling pin. The stranger grunted deeply as his fingers dug into the soft flesh of my hips. The sounds of his balls and thighs slapping against my ass seemed to echo in my ears—even over the sounds of all the traffic around us. The only interruption to the symphony of my anal assault were the moments when he’d stopped momentarily to spit on his engorged shaft before returning to his animalistic humping. It’s not like the teaspoon of spit even made a difference. I was essentially being dry-fucked by an elephant’s cock. The intense pounding seemed to go on forever. My legs and arms were quivering, and my asshole...my asshole was on fire. Several staccato pumps followed by an unholy growl and grunt echoed in the car where my head was. I felt his heavy, hairy balls come to rest against my own. Now the once forceful pumping had become a few, brief twitches as he began fertilizing my ass. I could see it perfectly; his swollen head spurting thick ropes of off-white cum into my bowels. My torn up and raw insides would be suddenly drenched in his thick spunk, and then it would slowly pool up and begin to become absorbed. Soon his seed pumped painfully deep inside me at this random truck-stop parking lot would fuse with me. I opened my eyes finally and looked between my legs. My cock was achingly hard. A glistening string of precum hung several inches from my tip—lightly swaying in the breeze of this depraved night. After about a minute, I could feel the once impossibly hard dick inside me gong flaccid. His balls now fully drained inside me, the trucker’s cock slid out from my gaping asshole with a squelching sound. “Mmmh that was quite the treat. You’d make some good money whoring this bitch out to guys parked here on a night like tonight. We get tired of the same old lot lizards and their busted holes. Some fresh meat would be greatly appreciated.” “That’s tempting and something I hadn’t considered. But unfortunately, I’ve got other plans for him tonight. Maybe next Friday night,” Jay replied. “Put him in a skirt, a slutty top and some heels and you’d rake in the cash. I’d better get back to my delivery though. Thanks for the cum dump,” the nameless trucker said zipping up and walking away. I started to stand up when Jay immediately intervened. “Kneel down in the seat with you head down and ass up in the air hanging out the door.” I climbed onto the seat and got in to position while wondering how much of my donor’s cum had been absorbed. I could hear Jay going through the plastic shopping bag he had come out of the mini-mart with. The sounds of cardboard boxes opening was followed by him tossing two green boxes onto the floorboard next to me. “Fleet disposable enema,” I silently read. No sooner than I realized what was about to happen, I felt the rough tip of a nozzle being pushed into my asshole. I grunted softly as it scraped against my raw flesh and listened to the sounds of him squeezing the bottle. “Here,” he said. “Hold this one.” Jay reached in and handed me the deformed, empty bottle of enema solution. Then I felt another prick as he pushed the tip of the second bottle into me. This time I felt the fluid rushing into my bowels as he squeezed every last drop from the bottle. Reaching into the car, he opened his glovebox and produced an extra-large, bright red silicone buttplug. Jay wasted no time in pushing it into place in my quivering fuckhole. I still felt uncommonly loose and sore after the pounding I had just received. Next, Jay grabbed the bag, boxes and my empty enema bottle. “Take this trash over to bin over there.” “By the bathroom door?” I said hesitantly. “Yes. Hurry up. We don’t have much time with all that in your ass.” I stood up feeling the large base of my plug rubbing against my soft ass-cheeks. I started to pull up my shorts that were laying on the ground outside the car. “No. No shorts.” I would protest but I knew that it would be futile. With my cock still hard despite the circumstances, I quickly walked across the parking lot towards the trash bin near the outside bathroom’s door. Several truckers walking to and from the mini-mart cat-called me. I could feel my face burning red with embarrassment even as my dick continued to leak. As I returned back to the car, Jay had a devious smile on his face. “Maybe we should come back here next Friday night. You aren’t even dressed up and you’re getting a lot of attention.” Jay stuck his arm out towards me. My shorts hung from his pointing index finger. “I could always use some fun money. Would you like to earn me some money?” Grabbing my shorts and slipping them on, I found myself saying that I’d love to be his whore without even thinking twice about it. We got back into the car and resumed our trip to a destination I was still oblivious to. Twenty minutes later I could feel the churning in my guts. The double-dose of enema solution was kicking in. Even my upper lip was beginning to sweat as I twisted and winced in my seat. Jay laughed and grabbed my cock with this right hand as he drove. “That ass about ready to explode?” “Yes, Sir,” I whimpered as my abdominal discomfort was at odds with his stroking of my dick. “I need to go soon...really soon.” “Almost there,” he said taking the next exit that appeared around the bend in the highway. We drove a short bit in what appeared to be the middle of nowhere when suddenly a large metal building appeared sitting nestled among the tall trees. As we pulled into the gravel lot, I could see the signage indicating it was an adult bookstore and theater. My heart began to race with anticipation. There was a surprising amount of cars, pickups, and even a few semis scattered piecemeal on the expansive, poorly lit lot. Jay drove us to the farthest, darkest corner of the lost and backed into an unmarked spot. Turning off the car, he looked at me. “Okay then. Do your business.” “Where?” I asked legitimately confused. “Right there. In the grass behind us of course. Go on, before you shit all over the inside of my car. I suppose I shouldn’t have been surprised. I don’t know what I expected to happen. So, I carefully got out of the car with cramps raging through my guts. I had to hold onto the side of his car and stay bent over partially or it felt like I was going to die. You could hear the gurgling and bubbling deep with my bowels. Jay had gotten out as well and was already behind the car by the time I was able to limp back there. I slipped off my shorts once again and placed them on the trunk. I look over at Jay who had his phone out and was recording me, but I didn’t have time to give that fact much thought. I had to shit so badly that I just needed relief no matter what. I got down on my hands and knees and reached behind me to find the base of the plug. With a firm grip, I yanked it out as fast a humanly possible and pushed my ass backwards. A torrential out-pouring of shit and enema liquid exploded from me. I couldn’t help but moan a deep sigh of relief as the brown fountain seemed to go on forever. I eventually looked up to see Jay rubbing his cock through his pants while still recording me. A few wet farts and grunts later, literally everything that was inside my intestines had been blasted over the grass and into the trees behind me. I don’t think I had ever felt so utterly empty before. Jay reached into the open window of the backseat and tossed a packet of wet-wipes in front of me. I looked back up into the phone’s camera. “Now you clean up.” I found it oddly erotic wiping my ass while he recorded me. Thankfully, the enema had done most of the work and it only took a few wipes before I was sparkling clean. “All done, boy?” “Yes, Sir,” I said standing up. “Good boy. Put your shorts on and sit back down in the passenger seat.” I slipped my shorts over my semi-erect cock and returned to car. Jay fumbled around in the trunk before walking to me with his hands behind his back. “What’s going on?” “It’s time to make this evening fun for you,” he said while showing his hands. In one he had a syringe and in the other a rubber tourniquet. “No no...I don’t do,” I started to say. “Shhhh...it’s just a little happy juice to help you enjoy tonight more. So you don’t get...overwhelmed by all the attention.” By that point I could feel the tourniquet squeezing my arm tightly while Jay tapped on the inside of my forearm just below my elbow. I closed my eyes just in time to feel the prick of the needle pierce my skin. It burned at first as he began to depress the plunger, but after a few brief moments the burning turned in an overwhelming warmth. I could feel it traveling through every inch of my body until I was embraced completely. I felt like I had begun to float on a pillowy-soft cloud high above my body which itself had begun to slouch into the passenger seat. I felt detached from my brain and all of its useless thoughts of anxiety and morality. Jay chuckled, “Look at you all relaxed and happy. Time to start the fun.” He reached down and helped me to my feet. I practically floated above the ground as we walked across the lot toward the entrance. Once inside, he didn’t bother to parade me through the aisles like in the other sex store. Instead, we meandered through a darkened hallway into a private theater. The room was built as a stadium with five tiers and each tier had five, four-person leather couches placed side-by-side. In the front of the room at ground level was a long carpeted bench that was full enclosed a few feet from the projector screen that had porn playing. We moved up to the middle row and sat down in the middle of the center couch. The black, cum-stained couch felt like heaven as my body absorbed into it. The porno playing was a blurry mess in my eyes, but the audio of the hardcore fucking taking place had brought my drugged cock to life. As I haphazardly pawed at my erection with my shorts still on, a stranger suddenly slid into the cushion next to me on our couch. His hand moved mine off to my side and then slid under my shorts. He began playing with my loose balls and rubbing the palm of his hand against the length of my shaft. Jay grabbed my right hand and placed it on his rock-hard cock that he had snuck out of his pants without my knowledge. As I began stroking Jay’s dick, the stranger on my left had worked some fingers down between my legs and was toying with my hole. I was moaning like a bitch in heat and wiggling my hips around to give him access. I suppose my moaning and gyrating had drawn some attention from the other patrons. My eyes caught the blurry visage of a hulking man moving up the stairs towards us. This Goliath came down our row and came to stand directly in front of me. He dropped his shorts to reveal the biggest, blackest cock I have ever seen. As the waistband snapped over his cock’s enormous mushroom tip, his dick bounced and swayed wildly until it came to rest hanging down at a slight angle. “You’re fucking huge,” I said drugged out of my mind. All three men surrounding me laughed as Jay reached into his pockets and pulled out a small, travel-sized, bottle of lube and handed it to the hung black guy. As he began rubbing the lube all up and down the massive appendage between his legs, Jay had quickly pulled off my shorts. Both he and the stranger to my left pulled both of my legs to my chest with their hands under my thighs. I sunk further down into the couch and felt my ass spread open wide. “You’re going to fuck me?” I asked in a soft, mumbled voice. “Of course he is,” Jay said. “That’s why you’re here tonight.” I looked down between my legs as his dark tip disappeared below my own cock and balls. “Ooh fuck!” I moaned. “He’s too big for me...I can’t...There’s no way,” I exclaimed as I reached to push him back from me as the head do his dick began to press against my asshole. “Just relax,” Jay soothed. “Let the drugs help you take him as deep and hard as he wants. Give your pussy to him.” I moved my hands to my sides and resigned to the fate that was unwinding. I watched in disbelief as the massive, black snake in front of me began to disappear into me. I couldn’t feel the extreme pain I expected to feel of him clearly busting my hole open with his enormous dick. All I could feel was a mild discomfort and tugging on my hole as his shimmering, lubed shaft began pumping in and out of me. It was a complete mind-fuck to be fucked so hard by something so big and not be able to really enjoy or even hate it. I felt more like a doll than an actual boy—some kind of “thing” existing between the living realm and Purgatory. “Does is hurt?” Jay asked. “N...n...no,” I moaned. “I don’t feel anything.” “Just like a disposable fleshlight,” he replied. “Made to never feel; just be fucked, filled and thrown away.” “Ohhh fuck,” I moaned right as the stranger’s large hands wrapped around my throat and began to squeeze. “That’s right,” he grunted as he leaned into me and began pounding me as hard as he could. “A little, white fucktoy for every man here to use up tonight.” My resulting moan as a result of his perversely-true words came out as a struggling gasp as his grip continued to tighten. My vision began to narrow as he ruthlessly pounded my numbed body into submission. My mouth was open wanting to breathe, but his grip rendered that fruitless. Instead, he chose to lean forward and spit directly into it and laugh. Eventually, as I felt I was about to pass out, the stranger in me grunted and remained motionless. I couldn’t feel anything, but I knew he was impregnating me with his seed. I wanted to feel something other than numb and empty-headed. I wanted to feel the rush that I did the previous Friday taking my first anonymous load in the buddy-booth. Instead, I just sat their bent in half pushed into the couch gasping for air as my insides were coated with strange cum. I had expected Jay and the stranger on my left to release my legs when the hulk between my legs pulled out of my ass and disappeared into the blurry darkness. Instead, another strange man was there stroking his bare cock at the entrance to my stretched hole. In he went without anyone saying a word—all while the moans and grunts from the porno playing filled the room. I noticed a small crowd of men around us. Some were standing over us from the tiered-row behind our couch. I could see them stroking their cocks overhead. Others stood in the row below us and some appeared to be waiting in line on either side of us. One thing that many had in common was their cellphones capturing everything. From flashes of light of still photos being taken, to the constant glare of their camera phone’s light as they video recorded me being violated, in my current drugged state it was a messy blur of action all happening at once. Jay was right. Had I not been injected with his happy juice, I probably would have been overwhelmed. And, bizarrely, there was something comforting about existing merely as a numb, brainless vessel for these men to enjoy. The little jackrabbit inside me second was far less girthy than the colossus before him. Perhaps he thought fucking me lightning fast would make me feel something. Sadly, he was wrong. I was barely aware his cock was inside me. Still, being inside my pre-stretched and seeded hole didn’t seem to both him. He happily grunted and thrusted away at his fucktoy. I felt something welling up with me I thought, but it was hard to be sure. Before I could really process what was going on, I had started pissing even with my cock solidly hard. That was a strange first for me. The stranger holding my left leg up against my chest grabbed my cock with his remaining free hand and aimed it directly at my face. Soon my hot piss was showering my face. Jay quickly latched onto the opportunity and opened my mouth with two fingers. It was the first time that piss had ever crossed my lips. I didn’t even think to spit it out. Instead, I greedily swallowed my warm nectar and felt it disappear down the back of my throat and into my belly. Some of the guys behind us must have enjoyed this. As urine slowly petered out from my cock leaving me with a soaked face and shirt, ropes of cum came shooting down onto me. I was suddenly a very filthy, wet, sex toy. My little jackrabbit fucker quickly drained in balls into me—perhaps not wanting to get any errant cum on himself. Jay pulled me out of my bent position and had me climb onto my knees on the couch. As soon as my head and arms went over the back of the couch, a pair of hands had grabbed my head and a cock was thrust down into my throat. I’m sure that I gagged and spit up as he began to face-fuck me, but everything was so ethereal and muted. As men took turns fucking my mouth and filling my belly with either cum or sometimes their piss, my asshole never seemed to be left unplugged. I don’t even largely recall things after this point. It became a blur of cocks slipping in and out of my drugged body. I was there. I was conscious. But, I existed on the outside—watching this theater slut being used over and over like a rag-doll. At some point, I slipped back partially into reality. Jay was driving us on the highway. My shorts were back on and my top was on as well (albeit covered in dried piss and cum). My stomach felt full to the point of me nearly puking. My mouth and throat were subtly aching, yet my asshole seemed nonexistent. I assumed I was still under the effects of whatever he shot into my arm. With my head leaning against the B-pillar, I watched the lights of the city emerge. We were close to home. I couldn’t really conjure the energy to talk as we pulled into his driveway. He carefully walked me into his place and laid me down on a guest bed still clothed and reeking of sex. I could see the morning sun’s rays starting to filter into the room as I closed my eyes. I slept for the next 12 hours dreaming that I had become sort sort of fuckable mannequin that was thoroughly abused in some dark warehouse. When I finally woke up and stumbled out into Jay’s living room, I could see him watching video he had recorded of the previous night on his TV. I saw myself bent over the couch with my holes being pummeled and a blank, doll-like expression on my face. “There’s my little theater slut!” Jay said stroking his cock on the couch. “I was about to come wake you up with this.” I moved slowly forward pulling my dirty shorts down. “That’s a good boy,” he said with a devilish smile.
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Just realized tonight (after another guy canceled at the last minute on plans we'd made in advance) that I don't have anyone I can call or text and say, "I need some NOW!" and more often than not they are available. So I need to rectify that situation. If you are in the South Bay, and are generally available, HMU! And FTR, I don't mind waiting if you've got other guys lined up to breed you. (Check out my username.) I like all races, most builds, and prefer 40+ (but that's not a hard and fast rule). I'd prefer you didn't need to party in order to play, but that's also not a hard and fast rule. The hairier the better, but naturally smooth is cool too! Good kissers to the front of the line! And if you regularly smell and taste of sex, I might marry you! (Give me sex funk over soap or cologne EVERY day of the week!) I'm not really into cigarette smokers, but if you've got other qualities, we can probably work that out. I prefer to host. You can also be a regular though and not just a backup! And if you can regularly bring me a cumhole whenever we hookup, again, I might marry you! (Don't worry. You would be encouraged to take as many loads from other men as you want/can so I can enjoy your cumhole whenever we get together.)
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Hi, I'm a 30yo male, latino, a bit chubby from Mexico. I have a 4 inch dick but barely use it, since I mostly bottom. I had the fantasy for many years to become a cum dump, taking loads from any guy, but never got the nerve to do it, looking only for 1 on 1 encounters. At least until last Sunday, that I couldn't resist my urges and visited a sex shop that has an area with booths, bar and a dark room. I was really horny, all week long I have been using my dildos and needed the real thing. There was a lot of people in the shop, but I went almost immediately to the dark room, which had some benches against the walls where some guys were already having their dicks sucked. I took a seat and a short slim guy with glasses got close to me. I reached for his cock, he had a semi, and pulled me closer to his groin to suck him. He smelled strongly to piss and some sweat, it made me so horny to suck him clean. He moaned loudly while I sucked him and after a few minutes he made me stood up, he leaned against the wall and we started making out. He pulled down my pants and started spreading my ass cheeks and fingering my hole. "Do you want me to put it in?" He asked and I nodded, turned around and bent over. He had a slim cock about 5 inches long, and had no trouble sliding it inside me. He pounded me hard and fast, when a guy maybe in his 40s got close to me and made suck his cock. He had a dadbod, and a cock about 7 inches long surrounded by gray hairs, and thicker than my current top. The slim guy pulled out after a few minutes and we started making out again, while he offered my hole to the other top. The guy in his 40s started to rub his cock against my hole and entered in a single stroke. I felt his cock making his way in with ease, turns out my dildo got me ready, and he started pounding me and slapping my ass. The slim guy pulled me down to suck him again until they made me turn around and switched places. I was moaning in pleasure asking for more. "I'm cumming inside you!" Said the slim guy, and I felt his warm cum filling me over. He pulled out almost immediately and we started making out again. The other top used the new lube inside me to fuck my hole and I got down to lick clean the slim guy's cock. The guy in his 40s started to talk about how much he enjoyed my used hole, while he pounded me fast and hard. "Do you want cum?" He asked "Yes please! Breed me!!" I said loudly, while some of the guys in the dark room were looking at us. I heard the guy moaning and felt his warm cum when he pulled out. I kissed him and thank him, then decided to went to the bar to take a break for a moment before taking another load.
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Hi, my name is Jax, when this all started, I was a cuck who thought he was a stag, I had started inviting other guys over to fuck my girl with them but after the first two I suddenly was excluded from the fun as the third guy tied me up and made me watch. He then wiped his cummy dick all over my face once he pulled off the condom. For the first six months Jane wore condoms, until one of our regulars who loves to tie me up came in her one night. He untied me and made me eat the cum out of her pussy. I hated it when I started but ended up Cumming from the experience as I make Jane cum in the process. It make me shot my load as I jacked off. David the bull patted me on the head and told he knew that was what I was after all along. David would be in town every other week since he traveled, that wee he was over a lot and he bred Jane and would untie me and the process would repeat itself. He would whisper in my ear as I ate him out of her, you love to taste of my manhood, don’t you little fag. This would make me shake my head but never stop eating his cum out of her. Eventually I stopped shaking my head when he would whisper it in my ear. That only encouraged him to tell me what a good little fag I was. One night he kissed my neck while I was eating him out of her, it sent shock waves through me. He could tell I liked it. I was in my jock, and he began to rub my hole, it make me tingle all over, I began to moan into her pussy. He leaned down and said, fag loves his hole played with. Hit me up tomorrow morning, just you. He then got dressed and left. I had his number; I was the one who always set these up. I text him in the morning and he responded straight away. Fag, ready for your real training? I hesitated but answered yes. When I ask you, something answer me faggot! I said yes sir. Good Fag boy, call into work you will not be working today. Clean out, put your jock on, be at this address at 9AM. It was now 7:30, my girl was leaving for work, and I kissed her good by and headed to the shower and cleaned out David the Bull had told me too, I was totally nervous but also excited. Something about it being a secret and [banned word] make me rock hard when I thought about him, and I could almost taste his cum. I called into work and headed toward the address. When I arrived it was a hotel, I text to make sure I was at the right place and he just text back a number. The text read, “room 202, when you enter undress except for your jock, I should not see your dick, get on all fours on the bed and put your blindfold on. I sat in the car and thought that I should turn around. A minute later a text, “Fag, you better be in the room soon or your girlfriend will get this text.” I got out of the car and headed upstairs to the room and the door was ajar, I entered and undressed and got up on the bed and put the blindfold on as instructed. I was so nervous but also excited. The next thing I felt was my jock being pulled to the side and my dick placed in some plastic tube it felt like. Then a snap. My pouch was replaced, and hands spread my ass and began to eat my hole. Fuck, I could not believe David was eating my hole. I began to moan, and my dick started to hurt in this tube. I put my hand to my pouch and felt and it was a fucking cage. He caged my dick. My arm was pulled away and put behind my back and I was pushed to the bed. My chest and face flat, David grabbed my other arm and pulled it back and zip tied it. I said OKAY, that is too much, please let me out. Hands grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me up and a pillow was placed under my check and quickly a ball gag was placed in my mouth as I screamed for help. You stupid faggot a voice said, it was not David. I tried to roll away, but the guy grabbed me and slapped my head. Fucking fag don’t make me tie you up completely. He slapped my ass and told me to spread my legs. I loved my knees, he then said, that a good fag. He dove back in and ate my hole for another ten minutes. Honestly, I fucking loved it. I have never felt anything like that. I began to press my as back into his tongue and he tongue fucked me. He stopped and my hole felt empty, and I hoped he would come back. He did and told me to spread them further, I thought he wanted me to spread them so he could get his tongue deeper in me. I felt metal and soon realized he was fastening my legs to something metal. I tried to move but it was too late I was already fastened. He tied it to the underside of the bed and another rope to the headboard. I could not see that, but he fished it under me, so I knew that is what he was doing. I was now tied to the bed, no where to go and a man I had no clue what he looked like. His hand caressed my ass, and his fingers found my hole and rubbed on it. That felt good, his hands seem big. He spit on my hole, and I felt his finger slide inside me. I tried to pull away but there was no where to go. He spit again and worked his finger in deeper. It did not hurt until the second, He shoved them in and twisted them around. Nice is all he said as I groaned and tried to form works into the ball gag. I have me a Virgin fag. This is going to be fun. I then felt the bed move, legs beside my feet and then a firm large pressure on my ass hole and suddenly sharp pain as my hole started to give way to his huge dick. The pressure continued and the pain almost made me pass out, His head finally popped through, and he Slapped my ass. Fucking whore, open that cunt. The slap jarred me, and he was able to push another inch inside me. He started to pull out and seemed disappointed. Fucking tight fag, you are going to make me get some lube. A minute later he lubed up my hole and slide two fingers and then three inside me pushing them deep. It hurt like fuck. He pulled his fingers out and pressed his big dick against my hole and pressed and slide inside me. Three inches in and it started to feel like he was tearing me open. He pressed and soon he was balls deep inside me. I screamed but he just laughed as he said, fucking little fag, this is what you were begging for. He began to slow fuck me and my hole started to give in. Ten minutes in, I began to moan and he was making all starting to breath heavy and soon he grunted loudly and shot his load inside me. I was repulsed, turned on and wishing I could taste it all at the same time. He cleaned up, he then rubbed my back and told me I would get better at it. He thanked me and walked away, then I heard the door open and close. What the fuck I though, how am I going to get out of here. I heard the door and thought, good he is back. I felt hands again, finger rubbed my wet hole. Lips kissed my ass as his fingers slid inside me. He slide a finger inside me and then another. He went much deeper; I could tell it was not the same guy. He fingered me and I started to moan. He pulled his fingers out and pressed his dick against my hole and he slide in and bottomed out. He was not as thick as the first guy, he fucked me for five minutes and shot his load. He apologized he shot so quickly, he said I was just to fucking hot. He soon walked to the door, he opened it and said, he is right there. I soon felt the bed move and some lube being poured on my hole, then pressing hard, fuck this guy was bigger than the first guy. He started saying, fucking sweet pussy, so fucking wet. He pressed deep and made it as deep as the first guy but kept pushing deeper. Open that Cunt boy, he barked. He slapped my ass wise super hard. He pulled back and slammed into me three time and I heard and felt something pop. Finally fuck stick you gave me your second ring. My hole was making noise as he fucked me deep, I could feel him so deep inside me. He kept hitting my prostate and before I knew it I was cumming in the cage that had been put on me. He laughed and said, there is the first orgasm. What a fucking whore, loves big anonymous dick in his hole. He unfastened the ball gag, he sped, and the moans continued and before I knew it I was cumming again. In all he made me shoot three times before he came inside me. The blindfold was pulled off and Rope under me released. He pulled my head up saying clean it fag. He had me orally service him and clean his huge dick and fucked my throat for twenty minutes and then shot his load in my mouth. He told me to swallow it, I gladly swallowed his load. Once I swallowed his load, he grabbed my face and had me look up at him. This man was tall at least 6’3 with a great body, huge dick, average looking face but pretty eyes. He said, you are now my boy, open your mouth he instructed. He spat in my mouth and told me to swallow it. He then got on the bed and lifted his legs and told me to eat his hole. I made my way over, spread his checks and put my tongue out and licked his hole. He grabbed my head and pushed me in, it is not a fucking cone tongue my fucking hole. I ate his hole, he seemed to like it. He removed his hand; I could tell he was texting. There was a knock at the door. He rolled over and off the bed, then he pushed my head down on the bed into a pillow saying stay the fuck there. I did and he greeted a guy at the door. The man said, is this him? The guy using me said, yes. He does not look like much, but he will serve you. Then I heard, do you want his ass or mouth. The guy who just entered said, give me his mouth first. Just then my head was slapped, and he said you heard the man, get over and suck his dick. I turned around and there was a man in his late 40’s balding, beard, muscled in joggers and a t-shirt. I crawled over on my knees and started to feel his dick. He had a thick dick, it grew quickly. He pulled his joggers down and his dick hit me in the face. I grabbed it and he slapped my hand. No hands he said. I opened my mouth and took the head in my mouth. I started to suck dick, he put his hand on my head and said, if you ever fucking touch me again, I will beat the shit out of you. I am only her for your holes. I paused but he smacked my head as he said, no teeth either. I sucked him as he pulled me onto his dick. I would gag and pull off and try not to look my balance. He fucked my throat for ten minutes and choked me with his dick. I really had no idea how much more I could take. He then pulled out and said, your ass! Nothing more, I got up, got on all four and he pushed his big dick inside me. He grabbed my hips and fucked me hard, piston fucking me making me whimper and moan. He stopped, his dick still inside me. He grabbed one of the ropes from before and tied it in a noose around my neck and choked me while he fucked me. I gasped for air and then I could not breath and I swear I passed out. He would release it and I gasped, and he would choke me out again, He did this four time and on that four time he shot his load inside me. He let go of the noose, pulled out and cleaned up and left without saying a word. I hard the guy who opened the door say, I am now your owner. I will be back in town Friday night and over the weekend. You should be ready to be used. I did not say anything, he slapped my head again and I said, Yes Sir. Good fag, now get dressed and get out of here. I have things to do today. I did as he instructed, I got dressed. He was in the bathroom so I could not even clean up. I took off the cage, I slid my pants on, my hole was so full of cum. Once I dressed, I opened the door and headed to the elevator and downstairs. I tried to find a bathroom to let this cum out, but it was full, and I needed to get home. I ordered an uber and waited out front. The man who had just fucked me and coked me came up to me. He told me to give him my phone. He called his number and said, I will text you in the next couple days when I need to unload. You better make yourself available. I said I would, he reminded me I should not speak but listen. Don’t make that mistake again. My uber arrived, I got in but the guy was standing across the drive looking at me. He made a noose symbol as I drove off. Fuck this guy scared me. I drove and before I got home, he had text. It read, “fag whore, you have my cum inside you. Leave it in you.” Then he send and address date and time. Holy fuck, two days from now. No fucking way. I got home, I looked in the mirror and I had rope burns on my neck. I quickly showered and put on a shirt to cover them. My girl got home, and she asked me about work, and I told her how much it sucked but I was glad it was over. We made small talk and she shared that David had text that he had a buddy in town and wanted to know if we are both up for some fun. She said, can we please? I asked her when and she said tomorrow night. She said, I really want to. I agreed and she text David that we were on. David, text me this, “Fag, I hear you had a great time tonight. Your girl wants to real dicks tomorrow, you can let her have them right, you had a ton today.” Holy fuck, I was pissed. He got me into today and now he was whoring out my girl. She kissed and told me she loved me and could not wait for tomorrow. I had trouble staying asleep, my ass was so sore, and I kept dreaming about all the dick from today. I woke up in the morning and showered and let loose of all the cum and went into work early. My lunch, I was feeling horny. I needed to taste cum, I had never had a craving for it. I tried to convince myself I could wait for David’s, but I started to worry that maybe with his buddy I would not be allowed to eat her cum out until after they left. I search online and went to a gay site to find a glory hole. It took me a minute, but I found one ten blocks from work. I went downstairs and drove to the spot, it looked pretty run down. I saw a guy in a suit walk in and I got out and followed him. He had gotten his change already and walked into the back area. I did the same. I had no idea a place like this existed. I went into a booth and then another, no glory hole but the third one had one. I checked the four and it had two. I sat in that booth. I waited and then I heard the door next to me on the right open, no change but soon a dick slipped trough the hole. It was soft but lone. I lifted it and began to suck it. I could hear the guy moaning, his dick got big. Had to be ten inches. I sucked him and deep throated him and really wanted his cum. He pulled his dick back, I was so disappointed. He fished some poppers through. I hit them, then he slide a bottom of lube through and said, show me your ass. I really did not want to get fucked but I stood up and dropped my dress pants, pulled my underwear down and lubed up my hole and slide a finger inside me. I then slide the lube through and hit the poppers. He reached in and pulled me back to the hole, his dick pressed and hit my hole and I bent forward and spread my cheeks and his dick spread my ass lips and the head passed my ring. He pressed and soon he was halfway inside me. He pulled out and pressed, then again and soon had most of his dick inside me. He said, tight pussy. I then heard the door open, again no money so no light but another dick slide through. It was half hard and grabbed it and sucked it. The guy was uncut, he had a nice but skinny dick and he leaked cum like crazy. It tasted so good. The guy behind me was fucking me like crazy. It started to hurt. The guy pulled out who I was sucking and leaned in and fed me poppers. That helped a lot, he stood up and slide his cock back through and I sucked him for five more minutes and he shot in my mouth, his cum tasted so sweet. I was just about to pull off and suck the guy fucking me when he shoved inside me, and his dick pulsed, and he shot six ropes inside me. He pulled out and he soon disappeared. I stood there; my dick rock hard. I had pulled my underwear and pants up when I heard the door on the left. Just as I buttoned my pants, I saw a light go on next door. I could see it was the guy in the suit with the expensive shoes. I sat down, he stood there, I leaned forward, and he had his dick out. Beautiful fat 8 or so uncut. I got up and bent down and watched him jack it with his left hand, he turned and jacked it right at the hole. I put my tongue out and licked the precum off his head. He pressed it in, and I sucked the head for him. He seemed to like that as I swirled my tongue around the head under his foreskin. He let me suck him for a while and then pulled out and tucked his dick away and got down and whispered for me to follow him. He opened the door and I stood up and a few seconds later, I opened mine. When I headed out, the good-looking guy was at a board and he wrote the number four, then put a double line under it and a double line vertically. I had not seen it when I walked in and the rule at the bottom showed a double line horizontal like an equal sign meant fucks bare, double line vertical head bare. He then turned and pointed to number 4, I walked into it, and he followed. It has a big hole in it. He entered shortly after and locked the door. He told me to drop my pants, I did, he unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his underwear just under his balls. He grabbed my ass and fled my hole. He could feel I was wet from cum, nice is all he said as he pushed my ass back against the large opening. He then fed me poppers before pushing me down to suck his big dick. Less than a minute later I hard the door, felt fingers on my ass and my cheeks being pulled apart as a tongue licked my cummy hole. Fuck, his tongue felt so good. I moaned on the guys big uncut dick. This went on for two minutes and then the guy pulled off, I felt fingers at my hole. The hot guy I was sucking pulled his dick out and fed me poppers and soon I had a huge dick pressed against my hole and it slowly began to slide inside me. He was stretching my hole and it felt amazing. He was so slow at entering me making me feel it and opening me up so gradually. Then I felt his pubes, my guy fed me poppers and then the guy started to withdraw and begin to slowly fuck my hole. The guy in my booth leaned down as he said, that is fucking hot. You are taking a big dick, I can tell. He is fucking you bareback, isn’t he? I nodded, wow. You are such a hot little slut. He leaned down and told me to open my mouth, as I did, he spit inside me while he rubbed my chest. He worked his hand down to the hold and felt under me and the huge dick going inside me. He whispered in my ear; he is going to breed you dude. Anonymous cock is going to fucking load you up. Tell me you want his cum…. He gently slapped my face, I said, I want his cum. Good boy he said, then he tapped on the wall and a minute or two later the guy said, I’m cumming and he shot his load in my ass. The guy stayed inside me, and I began to pull off and the guy in my both pushed me back on the wall as he said, that is rude. Let him stay in you boy, you begged him for his cum. The guy slowly withdrew, and I was sucking on this big cock again. I heard the door open and close and then open again. The guy did not eat my hole, he instead spread my ass cheeks and pressed his dick against my hole after spitting on it and slide into me. He was long but thin. He hit my second ring, he fucked me hard for a few minutes and popped through. It felt amazing. He fucked me for five minutes like that, the guy in my booth just whispered what a hot slut I was and before long the guy slide all the way inside me and shot his load. He pulled out a second later and soon I hard the door. He pulled out his phone and text as the door opened and I heard the text in the next room. He said, my friend is here. You will love his big dick. I felt some material loop around my right leg and then my left and then pressure. I tried to pull away and I could not. The guy in my booth pulled my hand behind my back and tied them with a zip cord he had in his pocket. I then felt fingers inside me. Two and then three, He had four fingers inside me and I could do nothing but moan. The guy fed me poppers and the guy behind me worked his fingers inside me left and write and soon he was opening me up . I began to shake, I had felt this feeling before but his hand was so huge. The guy in my booth fed me poppers and tried to keep me from being too loud. He finally covered my mouth and tapped the wall and the guys fist pressed hard and passed my ring. There I was, in a booth against a hole in a wall and a fist in my ass. The guy was good, and it felt amazing, but it hurt like fuck when he pulled out. He clearly had a glove on because I hard him clean me up and untied me and the guy in my booth said, get dressed, you are coming with us. I got dressed and followed them out. His friend was 6’6 and 200 pounds solid and I could not help but look at his hands and they were huge. I could not believe one of them got inside me. It was a few blocks away, an older apartment. We walked up to the second floor and into unit b. The guy from the booth told me to undress, I did, and the tall, beautiful blond grabbed my hand and lead me to his bedroom and pulled off his clothes revealing a huge dick on him. Had to be 8 inches soft. I bend over and began to suck his dick, he got hard straight away. He pulled me off and led me to the bed, laid down and had me straddle his dick, at least a foot by now. He lubed up his dick and hole and slide his dick in my freshly fisted hole. He slide inside me easily but got some resistance eight inches In. He was supper thick. I stayed there and the guy from the booth and gotten naked and he was now pressing against my hole beside that huge dick. He blonde guy pulled me forward and the suit guy pressed hard, and he soon was in my hole and they were fucking me while I screamed and begged them to go slower. That big hand on my mouth made it hard to breath. They fucked me for ten minutes before the pain went away. The hot man pulled his hand off my mouth and said, that’s not bad is it. Ten minutes later the suit guy shot his load inside me and pulled out and disappeared without a word and I hard the door five minutes later. The real fucking began as he brutally slammed into me and broke through my second ring. This time it did not feel as good and hurt. He pressed hard and he was all the way inside me. He held me there and said fuck under his breath. Then he said, you are only the second guy ever to take me this deep. He fucked me for ten minutes and then turned me on my said and fucked me for another ten and shot inside me. He let it go soft and it slide out and he lubed up my and his fist and fingered my hole and worked his fist inside me again. I could only moan, He kept telling me he loves my pussy. An hour later he said, I should go because his girl would be home soon. I could not believe the time, I checked my phone, my boss had text me over lunch that she was felling ill and had to go home and I should too. I was relieved since I would most likely have been fired for this little stunt. I went home feeling completely and sexually satisfied. I loved this afternoon, and it was hot, I got hard as I walked. I knew I was in for a surprise tonight and I hoped that I could see some action beside just eating cum out of my girl. If that, was it would be okay but now, I wanted more! I showered before my girl got home. My hole was sore, from that big fist and puffy but my sides were happy I put on some tight underwear and shorts and a t shirt. She told me I looked hot, and that David wanted it kinky tonight. She showed me a bag that was left with two blindfolds. She showered and I got nervous. She got ready and straightened up the bedroom. She told me unlock the door and come back to the bedroom and she put her blindfold on and so did I. Minutes later we hard the door. I hard footsteps and a presence in front of me. He grabbed me and led me away from may girl, I hard her start to moan as some guy began to eat her out. The guy walked me to the spare bedroom. He then spoke, it was David. This is your fag is all he said a guy grabbed me. David shut the door and left me with a guy, he pushed me down and told me to suck his cock. I fished it out of his pants and sucked that big dick. His dick grew to be a fat nine inches. I then felt my hands being tied behind my back. Then the voice said, I want you to see him gag on that big dick. Here I was helpless, the guy was strong, and he held my head and started slow and told me to open my throat. He continued if you listen and obey you will be a fine little fag, If not, you will regret it. No fucking teeth either. He fucked my throat and I gagged and just when I started to get used to his dick and stopped gagging, he fucked my throat harder and hard making me gag and eventually I throw up. The guy in the chair laughed and said do it again. This went on until I could only dry heave and gag, once I was free of any stomach bile the real throat fucking began when I was placed with my head against a wall and the guy fucked my throat. I thought he was going to suffocate me with his dick. He beat my throat like this for ten minutes and then shoved it deep down my throat and shot his cum down my throat. He shook and slowly pulled out once he regained his composure. Immediately a ball gag was shoved in my mouth. The guy who had been sitting choked me. He then pulled me up to my feet. I was soon on the bed with my shorts pulled down and my ass showing. He lubed up and slide two fingers inside me. Then came his dick, it felt so fat as he laid it on my ass cheeks, He lubed it and then lined it up to my hole and slide slowly inside me. I must have been sore from earlier or his dick was as big as a baseball bat. He was fucking me hard, he pulled out and I was so relieved. I just wanted him to cum inside me while he was fucking me, he would stop. He straightened up my legs and pulled my underwear and shorts down and lifted my right leg and put it on the bed. He again spread my cheeks and pressed his fat dick head against my hole. I moaned as it felt like he was tearing me open now. He somehow felt bigger. He fucked me for an hour and finally shot his load inside me. When he pulled out, he said, how that is a fucking bloody mess. He led me to the shower and turned the water on and put me in while he cleaned up. Blindfold and all. Heard him say, there is a date, address, and time on the dresser. Make sure you are there. I will give you ass a week to heal up. Try not to bleed so much. I pulled the blindfold off and looked down. There was a lot of red in the water running down the drain. I got out, dried off, and sat on the toilet and his cum and my blood came out. I went out and got dressed. I had no idea what was hapening in the other room but when I got out of the second bedroom everyone was gone. I text her but her phone was in the room. I started getting texts, David sent me pics of my girl getting ganged by four guys, blindfolded and restrained. He sent me the address and told me to come to clean up her cunt. I got dressed and headed downtown to the apartment. I knocked and a tall black man let me in. I could see her ahead of me and she was getting fucked by a big dicked Latin guy. I was motioned over and pushed to my knees. The guy fucking her pulled his dick out and told me to suck him clean. I sucked that big brown dick clean. He fucked my mouth and slide back inside my girl. This went on for ten minutes till he shot his load in my throat during one of the cleaning sessions. The next guy stepped up and this went on for another hour. I had taken six loads and eaten tons out of her pussy. They told me to collect her and take her home. They left me alone with her and I helped her up. She was sore and spent and I called and uber and we went home. She let me eat the rest of the cum out of her and then we went to sleep.
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When I got home, she was there, curled up in a ball, with her panty-covered crotch prominently displayed to be seen just as I entered our bedroom. I leaned forward and knelt on the bed. She warmly cooed and pulled her legs tighter up to her chest. The shift in position was enough to press her panties right against her puffy pussy lips. As I took in the sight and the scent, I noticed moisture oozing through the gusset. Wetness was oozing out of her pussy and pressing into the cloth. I pulled the fabric away a bit and saw her pussy, red and inflamed, clearly freshly fucked. I spread her thighs further apart to see the opening of her sex. Peeking out, just barely, was the open end of a condom. The rest was inserted completely inside her. She seemed tightly clenched down on it. I gently shifted the waistband down a bit, and she scooted as if to help me get them off her. She was still ‘asleep,’ but was clearly enjoying this. She had arranged me to see this upon coming home. I gently touched the part of the rubber I could see. I grasped it and tugged a bit. This condom was deeply imbedded inside her. I tugged harder and she moaned. I put my face up to her crotch and inhaled. She smelled like sex. I closed my teeth onto the edge of the condom and pulled backwards. She relaxed her pussy a bit and it slowly pulled forwards. I kept oozing out of her as she drooled fluid. Finally, I had it all the way out and held it up to the light. It was a big size and there had to be a tablespoon of fresh warm cum inside the tip. At that moment she turned her head towards me. She touched her mound and whimpered. She spoke first. ‘Do you like your surprise?’ I nodded in reply. She smiled at me and spread her thighs apart, showing me her freshly fucked pussy. It was red, angry looking. I saw her sticky lips part and reveal a dark hole where her last fuck had recently pulled out, leaving only his fertile seed and a thin layer of latex inside her. She rolled over onto her knees and shook her beautifully firm ass at me. Her pussy peeked at me as her cheeks jiggled. I laid the condom down across her lower back, careful to put the open end at the top. I lined my bare cock up to her cunt and teased her fleshy lips. She pushed back and swallowed my cock. I let her saw herself back and forth on my dick. I felt the mixture of her wetness and my precum sloshing inside her. It looked so hot seeing her fuck herself on my cock. I noticed that the empty rubber inches away from her clit was longer than my cock. Whoever had fucked her was hung. As she rocked herself on my cock, the rubber started to slip towards the spot where my cock entered her. The tip of the reservoir touched my cock. I paused and told her the rubber was at her pussy. She groaned and whispered, ‘fuck it back into me.’ I did as asked and pushed the cum-filled condom into her opening. Up until now, she’d been fucking herself on my dick. Now it was my turn. I eased my hips forward until I was balls deep. This dragged the condom nearly all the way inside her. Now the open end was lined up with the base of my cock. The open condom was arranged just as it had been when I’d found it. As I pounded her, her tightness forced her lower’s fresh load further up inside her. His warm cum oozed out of the open condom and onto my shaft. ‘Babe,’ I asked. ‘If I keep going, I’ll be putting his cum inside you. Is it a safe time or should I stop?’ She froze on my dick, holding perfectly still as a glob of creamy white jizz poured onto my cock. ‘What do you want, babe?’ She nodded her head, facing into the mussed pillows. ‘Put his cum in me.’ Stroked her lower back as I pulled out. The condom was nearly empty, and my cock was covered in seed. I put the condom right above her ass crack, with the open end dangerously close to her heaving cunt. I stroked my cock, covering my head and shaft in her lover’s seed. I aimed my cock at her pussy. She backed up just as I thrust forward, forcing someone else’s cum into her. We wildly fucked each other, on a high knowing what we were doing was so nasty, so wrong. I railed her cunt, picking up speed as I approached orgasm. She could tell. ‘Where do you want me to cum, babe?’ She clenched down, bringing me even closer to the brink. I continued, trying to make sure she got whatever she wanted. ‘If I keep going, you’ll be filled with two loads. If I pull out, it’ll just be his inside you.’ She shook her head. She breathlessly moaned, ‘I want you to cum… I want you to cum… on my ass!’ I pulled out and shot my seed all over her butt. She shook with a deep orgasm. Her pussy winked open and closed at me as a torrent of her lover’s cum poured out of her. She moaned a deep ‘thank you,’ and fell back asleep.
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There'a a recent Supreme Court of Canada ruling that might complicate matters for those who want to stealth fuck, that is, to fuck without a condom without the knowledge of the sex partner. Already, pozzing is definitely against Federal Canadian law, although being poz isn't. If one is on triple therapy, and consistently uses a condom, one does not have to disclose ones serostatus. However, if your partner specifies that a condom is to be used, then it becomes part pf the act. and not agreeing to protection could be taken as non consent. [think before following links] https://www.scc-csc.ca/case-dossier/cb/2022/39287-eng.aspx [think before following links] https://decisions.scc-csc.ca/scc-csc/scc-csc/en/item/13511/index.do The SC of Canada has consistently ruled that condom use, when it is demanded, is part of the agreement, and must be adhered to. -
HI all I’m about to venture into an open minded sauna / steam room for the first time. I’m vers but tend to btm these days. What’s the etiquette or signals for approaching guys or welcoming attention? Is there a rule or rules around bare or safe? Live in Melbourne if that makes a difference? Definitely not asking for a friend..
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Days Inn by Wyndham Modesto August 8-9. Door will be unlocked. I will be face down, blindfolded, ass up in my room. I will have minimal lighting. CONDOMS OPTIONAL and available. If you bareback I do take loads in the ass and mouth. I am ok if you arrive solo, duo or group. Please be courteous if someone is already inside and does not want anyone watching them.
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I am a willing bottom in Bremen and looking for tops for hook ups. Just contact me if you are interested.
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I’m traveling today for work and decided to try my luck at a truck stop near Atlanta. Browsed Grindr while eating my lunch and no real luck. I finished eating and went to the bathroom. A very fit black olde black man followed me. I smiled at him as he adjusted his big package and motioned for him to join me in the stall. Once inside he made me face the wall and pulled my gym shorts down to reveal my bare ass in a jockstrap. He laughed and just mumbled “I knew it fag” in my ear. No Lube only his spit he started to pump his huge cock into me raw. I was moaning so he put his hand on my mouth as people were in and out of the bathroom. He started going harder and even felt his big balls slapping and sticking against my ass. He grabbed my neck with one hand and covered my whimpering mouth with the other and slamming his throbbing BBC deep into me as he bred my loose hole. I could feel the cum running down my leg. Said nothing and just walked out. I’m wearing a black jock under thin white silky shorts so the Walk of Shame back to the car was obvious what I’m about. I never clean loads out of my pussy, I like feeling it. I’m back to driving and he came so much into me that I actually feel wet. Hoping for more loads on the way home.
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The first time my cock was ever in a guys ass bareback was only for a few seconds when I was 20. I had gone home with an 18-year-old twink and after we were naked I was lying on this couch and he straddled my cock and lowered himself on to my bare cock. (No lube, it was pretty impressive.) I was, of course, paranoid about STDs so I asked him for a condom. Still ended up being a great fuck but I do regret asking for that condom. The next time was about a year later with the guy who would become my boyfriend. The first time we had anal sex we had been jerking off with lube and then he just sat down on my cock and started to ride me. I ended up shooting my first bareback load in him that night. A couple years later, we had never used condoms when I was fucking him. We had great sex with simultaneous orgasms and I always shot my load in him. He mostly bottomed. We occasionally had 3-ways but they were always with condoms. My boyfriend had a great slender, yet muscular body, and guys were always after him. One night we got chatting with this muscle stud and ended up going back to his hotel with him. We all got hot and heavy and started making out and stripping and we found out this stud had a massive 9 inch cock. The stud asked us which of us usually fucked the other and when we told him he wanted to see me fuck my bf. My bf wasn't really feeling it from me because I could tell he wanted this stud to fuck his brains out and let the guy know. My bf asked if the stud had condoms but he didn't, so my bf asked for his hotel keycard so he could go pick up some condoms so this hot muscle stud could fuck him. The stud looked around but for whatever reason couldn't find the keycard in the pile of all our clothes on the floor of the hotel room. Having failed at that, we all started jerking and sucking and making out. At one point, i was laying on my back and my bf was laying face down with hot muscle stud laying on top of him. I was making out with him as he was jerking me off and grinding his cock against my boyfriend's ass crack. At one point both the muscle stud and my bf became kinda still. I had a hunch and reached between the muscle studs legs to feel his cock. All 9 inches were buried bareback balls deep in my boyfriend's ass. I almost had a spontaneous orgasm. Normally my bf insisted on condoms with other guys, but this muscle stud was fucking hot. I knew what was happening but I whispered to my bf "is he in you?" My bf said "fuck it" and flipped the muscle stud over on his back and sat down on his cock again. He rode him for a couple minutes while jerking off and eventually shot his load on muscle stud's stomach. He got off the stud and I scooped up my boyfriend's load, smeared it on the stud's cock and sat my own ass down on his huge cock. I whispered in his ear to breed me and he said okay. It only took me a couple a minutes to blow one of the biggest loads of my life over this guys stomach, and a few moments later I felt him sigh as he unloaded deep in my ass. We got dressed a few minutes later and went home. When I took my underwear off to go to bed I could see where a bit of his cum had leaked out of my ass. Every guy we fucked was bareback after that.
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The following line are based in my personal experiences and will be posted a few chapters with my adventures to this day, including few issues that could considered fiction. My first language is spanish (I am from Latin America and still living ther), so if you see any mistake with my english, I am so sorry for that. If you want to contact me: twitter @bbckbear / email bugchaserve@gmail.com. --------------------------------------------------- PART I: The creation of a cumslut (2006 - 2017) I always knew I was gay even though I didn't tell anyone. My first sexual experience was with a cousin when I was a teenager. On a vacation in his town, we spent several weeks masturbating together, until one day he couldn't stand it and he made me suck his cock and swallow his load. I spent a week swallowing semen three or four times a day, but the holidays came to an end and my supply of nutritious milk was over. I suppose you are wondering what I am like and it turns out that my appearance has changed a lot over the years but there is something key: I am a bear. Hairy chest and belly, hairy ass, beard and head shaved, that's my current appearance in general, with certain Arab features at face level. For 10 years I had sexual experiences that opened up a range of possibilities which made me feel satisfied with each encounter and today I'm telling you how I climbed the ladder and reached one of the most extreme and exciting experiences of my fucking life, and go as far as whore and promiscuous that was getting. Between the ages of 18 and 27, I became what is commonly known as a promiscuous gay: I didn't have a partner, I had a profile in everything where I could contact other men who only wanted to satisfy their sexual appetite and who, like me, were excited by the fact of changing sexual partners daily and having an encounter with a stranger increased the excitement. At that time my adventures began. I was with men who fell in love with my ass and wanted to fuck me every time. Of course, I have to admit I'm a big ass and whoever likes it, it's a point in my favor and every top wants a good ass that they can fuck, be it big and hard. I was happy that they wanted me and gave it, but one of the things that excited me the most was that there were several who took me, not keeping just one, but eating everything I had available. At first the encounters were mostly quick and all, absolutely all, were with a condom. I was terrified of fucking bareback and getting breeded. However, when I was 21, studying with a friend from university, we were very close to each other and at one point his hand touched my leg and suddenly his mouth ate mine, and later, my mouth had his cock and then his dick was inside my ass... Anyway, you know what happened but that's not the main topic of this story, although I have to tell it to get where I want, this guy took me, ate my hairy bear's ass and put his 20 cm thick black cock raw, bareback. That day for the first time I felt how wonderful it feels for him to be fucked raw and get a big load inside me. The above was a before and after in my life. Honestly, I immediately regretted it and I was very scared. I started contacting gay friends to talk with them and their experiences about bareback sex and there was one in particular who sought to reassure me and told me that everything was fine, that it's over and if I enjoyed it, fine. I was thinking about it for a while and it got me extremely excited, although it scared me too. I went about two months without sex and then I had a threesome with a couple. There I validated that my life had changed. They started by fucking me with a condom but it irritated my ass and affected their erections, so it ended up being a bareback threesome with their load inside me included. I remember coming home with a lot of milk inside my ass that I had been enduring while I was in the taxi and I was able to resist the temptation to empty it until the next day when I woke up with an erection and my ass still wet from so much milk. In short, from that moment on I became a bottom bear who began to fuck raw a lot. When the guys asked me where I wanted them to pour their loads, I told them inside my little ass, without a condom, and that's how it happened many times since then. Obviously there was a certain fear and when I saw that a guy was too slutty or promiscuous, I avoided him. Every year the whore in me was increasing and I was abandoning the safety filters I applied before to select the guys who were candidates to breed me. The less I knew who I was going to get pregnant with, the more excited I was. When I was 27 years old I met a black guy with tattoos and was immediately captivated. Just looking at him I could tell a that he had had sex with half the country without a condom. I saw him and porn movies began to circulate around my head. A tall guy, black, tattooed, athletic, with a 22cm cock, thick and milky, he wanted to fuck me and immediately he told me without a condom and that he was going to cum inside my ass. My headaches and my moral indecisions began because something told me that I shouldn't give my ass to this black hunk. This guy pissed me off so much. I knew he had to be a tremendous whore and I was looking to satisfy my desire for sex with others to avoid falling for him, even though I wanted to. Guys came and went to give me a cock and fill my little ass with milk, but still nothing to give it to him and he wanted it, he knew that I wanted it and that it was an ideal slutty bear for his impregnating cock. One day I was needed for cock and I told a neighbor to fuck me raw. He came and we started on our own. He is promiscuous like me and he knows what I want: to unload inside me. I sucked him off and then he started fucking me. I was very excited that day, but for some reason he was overexcited and he ended up cumming inside my ass sooner than I expected and I got furious. I wanted more cock with my ass dilated and full of milk, I needed someone else to fuck me. I was looking for grindr, twitter, manhunt, instagram, facebook, tinder, all the networks that exist and I couldn't find someone to come for my ass. There was only one person interested in fucking me and impregnating me: the morbid black hunk. I waited about two or three hours and found nothing, and since I had no answer, I told the black man to come for my ass and he did, in half an hour he was already entering my house, he put me on my knees so that I would suck his cock to the bottom and then he took me out of the house and fucked me right on the porch (front). They could see us but I didn't care, I was having a good time, he was using the load of other guy as lube and I was getting raw cock like a good whore. When he was going to finish he told me, that he was going to impregnate me and that I would never forget him and the explosion inside my ass began. Many jets of milk flooded me and I was able to sleep happily pregnant. ----------------- Did you enjoy the beginning of my story? Leave your comments and remember to follow on twitter: @bbckbear. Thanks to Sam from UK with the translation mistakes.
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