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Scottish Borders Young Slut 27yr old but looks under 20, Hosting in my own Flat in Galashiels, Needy for dick, cum an piss, My Hungry Hole Needs it!!
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Scottish Borders Young Slut 27yr old but looks under 20, Hosting in my own Flat in Galashiels, Needy for dick, cum an piss, My Hungry Hole Needs it!!
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Any Asian tops in SF needing to unload in an Asian Bottom?
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My 20 something top
bbfucknowmel posted a blog entry in Barebackboysa - An International Bareback Boy
So if any of u read last Sunday, had a mate who fucked me raw good and solid for over an hour dumping a load in me. Well he came over again this Sunday, pinned me down, and stuck his raw cock right up my hole. Fuck it was amazing.... him sliding in and out of me... using my ass to get off.... After about 20 mins of pounding me, not giving a shit about me, he started tensing up and then started spraying that hot hot load in me. And what a huge load too! some of it leaked out... but managed to keep most of it in, and took it to work with me the next day. As for my top, he rolled over and got up and got dressed. Feels good to give up my ass for a young hot stud who just wants a hot hole to get off in. Big news is, hosting a wee gangbang this weeek. I'll be the bottom. Unfortunately I cannot get 24 loads in one night like my new friend HotPigg (check out his blog at [think before following links] http://www.hotpigg4u.blogspot.com/) but hey, when u live in a city with 400 000 people, 5 - 8 loads is fantastic going. Also having read hotpigg's blog, about the Black Party in New york.... I am making plans to go next March as well as this year in June. Hopefully he'll show me exactly what its like to be a hot New York city cum dump. Link: Originally posted 23 March 2010 -
An unexpected load
bbfucknowmel posted a blog entry in Barebackboysa - An International Bareback Boy
So.... i've been chilling out today, doing the usual Sunday thing... wanking myself into an oblivion, and wondering where i can get a load from. Been going on BBRT, and started chatting to people around the world. There is this unbelievably gorgeous 25 yr old Aussie bloke who lives in Brisbane, and we chatted and cam'd for each other all afternoon. Then unexpectedly a mate who i have never met, but has been a facebook friend, for almost a year, and doesn't know my dark side, txt me. So we agreed to meet up, and well, he came over, and one thing led to another and myself bent over, with him lubing up his cock with no condom. PRAISE GOD!!! - Here is a very cute 20 yr old who knows what he wants. Bareback hole! maybe christchuch isn't that conservative anymore... or i don't know. So anyways, again, gorgeous guy, nice body, killer smile, lubing up his rubber free cock, and he sticks it in me. He fucked me in every position under the sun for about 45 minutes, none stop. My cumhole was getting to a point of frustration, as the cum was almost there, and fuck, all i wanted was that load from that huge cock, pounding me non stop! So finally he shoots a huge load in me. i feel his warm seed flooding my guts, (fucking marvellous), but no.... he doesn't pull out. He continues fucking... for another 30 minutes, and rewards my endurance with another huge load. lets just say my hole is fucked.... taking those 2 loads of seed from him... it was just such a wonderful unexpected surprise. he's so keen on my hole, he wants to come over tomorrow night. so I'll keep updated. Link: originally posted on March 15 2010 -
What city has the most BBC? Where have you guys had the most luck finding BBC to breed you? I need to plan a trip. Let's be honest some towns have a better selection of black top breeders!
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Author's note: Some time ago I read a hot story here, and (as I like to do) I wrote myself into it. Unfortunately, I don't remember the name of the original. I apologize to the author, who deserves credit for inspiring me. If someone reading this can identify the original, please put it in the comments. Thanks. Moderator's Note: Thanks @plisken for recognizing the story and giving the author and post date below. The original story is by @smoothie52 and was posted in January of 2015. You can find it here: At Long Last I have been in this position before, literally, in a man’s bed, on my back with my legs up on his shoulders and his cock ready to enter my tight ass. The first time was nearly five decades ago, in 1978. I came home from college for the summer and a cute, green-eyed boy named Mark introduced me to my gay side and took my anal virginity. No one worried about condoms back then, so I experienced the joy of bareback sex. This time it’s about changing my life again and fulfilling a need so strong it can’t be suppressed. Although I’m 65 years old, married to a beautiful woman, with two grown kids, I have long known I’m gay. I knew someday I would come out of the closet. I was always a bottom and I always took cock raw. Back in the late 1970s and early 1980s (both before and after I was married), I found that I could easily get what I needed at cruising areas and adult bookstores: a nice hard cock sliding inside me and fucking my ass until the cock exploded inside me and filled me with cum. I didn’t need to orgasm – it was all about giving the ultimate pleasure to the top who was fucking me. Being there for him and taking him inside me, encouraging him to enjoy my ass and leaving part of himself inside me. It was such a turn-on to go home to my pretty, straight wife feeling the cum oozing into my briefs. But when AIDS arrived, I stopped being sexually active with other men. I contented myself with jerking off, a dildo in my ass, and gay porn. I was safe but miserable. More than two decades passed before I again gave into my urges. I had avoided the plague. I had cheated death but the price had been my happiness. And I felt like a coward. So eventually I started again, always being careful about my partners because I didn’t want to put my wife at risk. My mind flashes back to how I met this beautiful man. An online dating site, his picture that turned me on immediately (thick grey beard, broad shoulders, and – unlike me – so masculine), but the words “HIV positive.” In the past, I simply would have stopped it right there. This time, I found myself so turned on by the thought of doing something forbidden that I jerked off. The feeling was incredible. I suggested we meet, telling him I wasn’t sure I could go through with it. He was so tender and understanding. I even used my real name. A date followed (with a sweet, lingering goodnight kiss), then another that became a heated make-out session. I shared a fantasy with him about how I wanted to feel very feminine when I was pozzed. On our date tonight, he surprises me with a pretty woman’s wristwatch and a diamond solitaire engagement ring, just like the one I gave my wife when I proposed to her. It was so sexy and so romantic. The ring especially, with its deep symbolism. When a woman accepts it, she is saying, “Someday soon, you will breed me and impregnate me, and create something new inside me.” I slip it on my finger, trembling. I tell him, “I want you so much!” We kiss passionately. He says, “Andy, come home with me tonight.” And now here we are. I reach up and pull him to me, our bodies touch, and we kiss deeply. His kisses are strong yet soft. His tongue enters my mouth and dances with mine in an erotic dance that makes us both moan with passion. My hard cock is pressed between us and I feel the tip of his pressed up against my pink hole. His hips are moving ever so slightly as we kiss and hot precum is being deposited on my entrance. He pulls back and looks at me and asks, “Are you ready, Andy?” My mind is racing but I don’t answer him and he’s seeing that look of both passion and fear in my eyes. With that he says, “I want to do this with you so much. It’s so erotic for me give you my cock like this and know that you love it as much as I do. To be inside you bare, and to make love on a level that is above and beyond the normal. To put my seed in you and know that I am breeding you and that part of me will stay and grow inside you.” He says all the right things and I answer by reaching down to guide him, placing the tip of his cock against my quivering hole the way my wife directs my dick to her pussy lips on those rare times when we make love. Smiling, he kisses me again and his hips move up and I feel that big mushroom tip start to press on my entrance in earnest. Covered in precum and lube, there is little resistance at first. My hole is ready but I know he is thicker than anything I have taken in a long time, maybe ever. This is going to hurt. He feels me open to my max and then tighten around him. Stopping for a moment, he holds me in his arms tightly then brings his hips up hard. With that we both feel my hole rip open. I gasp as the intruder starts to enter me. He pushes in deeply as I cry out in pain, “Ow! NO! Please don’t!” I try to pull away from the massive cock sliding up inside me. “Oh, God, you are so tight, baby,” he whispers in my ear, “You know that had to be done. It will make it easier for me to be with you. Relax. I’m in you now.” My ass is on fire, but my insides are full of hard, hot cock. A mix of sharp pain and intense pleasure. He is huge and I feel an incredible fullness and warmth. We are joined and I wrap my arms and legs around him to pull him as close to me as I can. We are now a couple and I am the female half. A couple engaged in the very natural act of mating, of breeding. I know what we are doing. I have just crossed that line from which there is no return. I murmur, “Yes, daddy, I know. Give me a moment. God, you feel so good in me. Let me just feel you in me. So full. So deep. I need a moment to take this all in. My life is about to change forever.” “I know, Andy. Relax, enjoy, and know how exciting this is for me too. I’m leaking in you and we’re just starting. No going back now. We discussed this and I told you that once I’m inside of you, it’s all over for you.” I want it. I have to have it. I want it to be him. My ass moves gently on his massive shaft and I turn my head and kiss him, nibbling on his tongue. I moan softly, letting him know I’m ready to continue. As he fucks me slowly, looking me in my eyes, he starts to talk to me, saying, “God, you feel good. So tight, so warm. I love having my death stick inside you. I will live in you until you die. I want my seed to grow in you, Andy, for you to incubate my toxic babies so they take over your body.” “But you would stop now if I asked you to, sweetie?” I ask, my voice high. I sound like a sissy. It seems very natural, in the moment. “Of course. Is that what you want?” He never pauses in his deep thrusts. My head is spinning. I know this is wrong, foolish, reckless, but my body loves what this man is doing to it. I feel his hard cock sliding in and out of me. The long, slow strokes of a top who knows how to fuck and enjoys it. Taking me to that place that we bottoms love so very much. Giving a top pleasure so intense that he can’t resist it, that he must have it and, after a certain point, there’s no stopping him from getting it. All leading to the most amazing orgasm, one so intense that it almost feels like being at death’s door. I can’t believe I just thought that. How prophetic that I should put it that way. I am very possibly standing right there. My life or death is being decided right now by this cock fucking my ass. I think for second that I can get away from this, but he’s pushing deep and I’m feeling his thick shaft so deep in my belly. I want it. “Give it to me, daddy. Knock me up. Give me your toxic seed and make me yours. Keep fucking me until I’m raw inside and your baby batter will infect me.” Passionate kisses now. The level of intensity is rising and I can no longer think about my wife, my family, long term medical consequences, or anything other than making him cum, and taking his load deep up in my guts. He responds to my needs and fucks me harder. I hear the incredibly sexy sound of his balls slapping against my ass cheeks as he thrusts faster and faster into me. I grip his muscular forearms with my dainty hands. I see my pretty watch and the glistening diamond ring. I feel feminine, just as I dreamed I would. I am a sissy, a faggot, a cunt. I am still wearing my wedding ring, too, but I know that I will remove it after tonight, after I tell my wife what I’ve done. No more kisses as he has folded me in half. His strong hands pin mine to the bed, our fingers interlaced in an intimate grip. I am now completely in his control, and we both know it. His needs are taking over. As he stares into my eyes, I see the look that a man has have when the cum starts to boil in his balls. I feel his need to orgasm He asks, “Are you ready for my poison load?” It isn’t really a question. He is past the point when he would stop. “Fuck, yes. Give it to me, daddy.” “It might kill you, Andy.” “Do it. Fuck it in me. Breed me, sweetie.” He grunts and pushes deep into my ass. I can feel his cock pulsating, shooting thick streams of cum deep inside me. I squeeze my ass tightly, milking every drop out of his cock, thinking to myself, Oh god, yes. So much cum. He really bred me. I’m so wet inside. He looks wild on top of me, and I know what he’s feeling right now. I love that about man-on-man sex: that we both know exactly what each other is feeling. Lots of heavy breathing follows, accompanied by some long strokes of his cock and quick thrusts back up inside me. I can feel him emptying out inside my now very wet chute, pushing his cum into my bowels. The tip of his cock getting so sensitive as the last drops of his seed dribble out and his thrusts are jerky. He looks down at me and with a wry smile says, “Oh, baby, you are so pregnant with my virus. This is so hot knowing that I’ve just knocked up your neg ass. Do you feel it inside you?” “Yes,” I reply as he pushes his cock deep back in. “Mmmmmmm. Feels so good inside you. So much poz cum in you. I haven’t cum that much in a long time. You ok?” “Yes,” I answer softly. “It feels wonderful.” Kisses, soft and sweet, follow as he lies next to me, or bodies hot and sweaty as he murmurs “God, Andy, that felt incredible. Knowing that I was pozzing you just got me harder and harder, and you just kept asking for it. That was so fucking erotic.” His hand is on my belly rubbing it gently as he asks, “You know it might take this time, right? I ripped you pretty good going in and roughed up your insides. With my high viral load, it might only take once and you’re poz right now, or you might still be neg.” I return his kisses and then answer, “I know, sweetie, but I want you to keep fucking me until I convert. Promise me that if I get the fuck flu really badly and I get so sick that I want to die right then, that you’ll fuck me and dump one more toxic load in me just to remind me how I got so sick. Mmmm, yes, baby.” We keep kissing and I massage his cock, determined to get another load. Soon I do.
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Hi guys, is any raw top guy out there actually interested in double penetrating a slut with me? I love to slide my cock in him alongside another mate, but can’t anyone up for it! On the rare occasions I’ve managed to get him dpd he’s loved it, and we certainly flooded him with spunk together. I am UK based, near COVENTRY, can accom and chem friendly. Feel free to express your horny thoughts on this, but be honest about ACTUALLY only suggest you can do it yourself, if you actually can lol. Horny thoughts are one thing, times wasters are a different thing! I can guarantee a fucking good time, and like all sluts, he’s not a size queen or ageist, but we have found it works best with a cock that’s nice and hard, a good length (don’t need to me massive), and some patience, at least to get going! Let me know guys!
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My asian fubu texted me while I was at work asking to meet me at Eros SF on Saturday. Of course I said "YES!" We usually meet there for sex since we both do not have a place. At Eros, I saw him reclined on a bed, wearing a towel, watching gay porn in the tv room. I immediately approached him and started sucking on his cock. After a few minutes of sucking his hard cock, he told me to get in position. I dutifully got on all fours, lubed up my ass and handed him the bottle of silicone oil to lube his cock. He started fucking my ass bareback like he always does every time w e meet there. After about half an hour, a white guy comes in and he motioned for the guy to join us. I sucked his white cock while getting fucked by an asian cock. My fubu asked the white guy to fuck me and they switched positions spitroasting me. The white guy shot his cum deep in my ass. I thanked him for his load and he went on his way. My asian fubu then shoved his cock in my ass and pounded me until he also shot his load inside me. He left while I stayed to watch porn and rested. It felt so good having two loads in my ass while I jacked off.
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I'm a disease-free cumdumpster wanting to take anonymous loads... I would appreciate you letting me know your disease status after you unload deep in my ass, but it's not required. I just need to be a hole for you use and throw away. 42 yo 5'6 175lbs white
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I’m currently live in my childhood bedroom and just got a big multi pump load in my ass. His cock was so fat I thought I was gonna chicken out but he shoved a toy in my ass abd I went down on him and when he was rock hard I got on my knees and he pulled out the toy shoved his whole cock into me. I sucked him in with my muscles and he fucked my ass for thirty minutes before I felt him groan and twitch and cum in my bare ass. I sucked him hard but he was having trouble staying hard. We smoked a bowl and I sent him home with his cum leaking out my swollen hole.
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Author's note: This is another story that I adapted from a terrific, hot piece I read here, "Photographer Wanted". It turned me on so much that I decided to make myself the narrator. I thank the author for the inspiration! Moderator's note: The original story (by @phxman54) can be found here *** Ever since I had left my wife and come out as gay, I had been thinking about having some professional nude pictures taken of me. One night, on a whim, I posted an ad on Craigs List, in the Men for Men section, inquiring about a local photographer to take some tasteful yet sexy pictures. I have a strong feminine, romantic side. That’s how my wife found out – she caught me jerking off, wearing her pretty wristwatch and her diamond solitaire engagement ring, a dildo in my ass, looking at gay porn on my laptop. She screamed at me, saying how humiliating it was to be married to a sissy faggot, and stormed out. After she slammed the door, I fucked myself to the most intense orgasm I had ever had. Of course, our marriage was over. She even refused to take back her jewelry, saying she could never wear the watch and ring again after she saw me wearing them while engaged in what she called “such a disgusting act.” I decided to stop pretending to be straight and I’ve been much happier ever since. I love recreating the scene where she caught me. Still, I never show this feminine side to my sexual partners. It would be nice, I thought, to present my true self on gay dating sites. The right photos would pave the way. As expected, I received multiple crude or amateur responses, and it took me a while to sift through them. One message caught my eye. Ed had a photo studio and offered to take some erotic nudes of me with no expectations or cost. The only condition was that if one was really good, I would agree to let him use it in his studio. I would also get all the digital files; Ed would keep nothing. So it seemed perfectly safe. Ed and I connected via email first and he was professional from the start, which I appreciated. I wanted to make sure that, if the mood suited me, he was all right with taking soft-porn-type photos of me pleasuring myself. Ed was totally fine with this and offered to walk me through his non-public online gallery to give me some sense of his work with other male clients. I was thrilled about this and we set a time. Meanwhile, I looked at Ed’s public profile on a gay dating site. He was very attractive, with close-cropped graying hair and beard, and seemed to be fit and muscular. My vision was pulled right to his soft cock; hanging naturally, it seemed to be at least six inches, thick, cut, with hairy balls and pubes. First impression? He was as sexy and masculine as any man I had ever met. Ed and I were to connect via hangout so we he could lead me through the gallery. When it was time, I opened the video chat link. “So, Andy, would you like to see some artful nudes I’ve had hanging in my gallery at one time or another?” “That would be great! I am very interested in guys who kinda started where I am, no experience and no idea what I really want.” Ed replied, “You bet. I think I know what you want to see.” He shared his screen and started going through the gallery quickly, looking for someone specific. “Ah, here he is. This is Joe. He came to me with the same thoughts you have. He had plenty of selfies and gay dating site pics but wanted something a little classier. We met in my studio and all of these were taken in an afternoon. What do you think?” I looked closely at every photo he shared of Joe. Many were relaxed poses on a bed or couch. Joe was naked and semi-aroused in most of the pictures. The lighting was romantic and Joe seemed to be very comfortable displaying his submissive side. “I think these are very sexy,” I said. “I see Joe in mostly the same poses. Can you handle other positions?” “Of course, Andy. Let me find a few others that might be more what you are thinking.” Ed navigated to another client and past his front photos to a second page. “Are these more along the lines of what might want?” The new set of pictures were more explicit. There was one of this new guy with an erection, another of him holding his stiff cock, on all fours, a dildo in his ass. Ed laughed. “I can see by your stares and the silence these pictures have grabbed your attention.” “Fuck, Ed.” I caught myself. “Sorry. I mean, yes, these are exactly what I was looking for. Can I ask you about this session?” “Sure. I am very open.” “Thank you, Ed. For this session, how did this start? What were his thoughts on what he wanted? And the obvious: did it go any further, to pictures of him cumming?” “Great questions, Andy. This is Mark. He wanted some ‘action’ pictures. We started with different poses. Soon enough he was aroused. It just led from there. To answer your last question, yes, Mark did cum very hard at the end of that session.” I was getting hard hearing Ed talk about the photo session. This was exactly what I was looking for. I murmured, “That is really hot.” “Yes, Andy, it is very fucking hot. So, would you like to schedule a session for yourself?” I knew I did. We worked out a time to meet at Ed’s studio. * * * The studio was in an older building downtown, a loft apartment. Ed was wearing a loose-fitting button-up shirt, gym shorts, and sandals. He was even better-looking in person. “Welcome, Andy, please come in.” He hugged me firmly. I could feel his cock through his shorts and realized he wasn’t wearing any underwear. I felt his strong hands grope my butt. I suspected his embrace was more than just friendly, and I didn’t mind. I immediately noticed the erotic photography on the walls, men in various settings and erotic poses. Ed asked, “Do you like my work?” As I looked at the different photos, I answered, “Very much. They are just great. Very real, very sexy.” Ed chuckled. “You should see the ones I keep in my office. Those are much more...revealing.” “Can we? It might give me some ideas.” I realized that I had said this flirtatiously. This was already becoming something more than a photo session. Ed smiled, took my hand with our fingers interlaced like a couple, and led me down the hallway to a large open room. His hands were large and manly, mine are small and dainty, and I loved the sensation of difference. There were lights set up and cameras on the shelves. I examined the photos on the walls. Fuck! They were all very artistic but also so hot: men aroused, men masturbating, men hard, and men fucking. I just stared, not being able to look away. “Perhaps these might be a little more than you have in mind, but maybe they’re inspiring, too,” Ed said. I walked closer to one in particular. The photo, in black and white, showed a man on all fours. He was being fucked by a rather large cock, and the picture had been taken from the point of view of the top, as if the photographer is the one doing the fucking. “Intense,” I managed to choke out, as I felt myself getting aroused. I was so fixated that I didn’t sense Ed coming up next to me. I felt his hand on my butt and I moved closer to him and put my arm around his waist. He said softly, “Yes, this is a good one. I remember it well. Do you like it?” “Oh, yes, it is very…intimate. I don’t know how you were able to get that point of view, it is incredible. They obviously intended this when they came here, right?” “Oh, it takes some skill, and luck, to be able to capture this in the moment,” Ed said. Then he added, “I think he had this in mind from the start.” I thought he meant when one of the men in the photo made the appointment. He didn’t give me much time to dwell on it. “Let me show you to the changing room.” Ed opened the door to a small room off the studio. “Andy, you can change here or undress, depending on how you want to start. Did you have something in particular you wanted to wear or do you want to go right to naked?” I told him I had brought a special outfit. “OK,” he said, “Take as much time as you want while I set up the lights and equipment.” Ed closed the door behind him. I set my bag down on the couch and started removing my clothes. I fastened a studded leather ring around my cock and balls. Then I donned black lace panties and a clingy woman’s camisole top that highlighted my slender body. I put on my ex’s pretty wristwatch, with its a slender black leather band and small round face, and the diamond solitaire engagement ring that I had resized to fit me. Finally, I added a black leather choker with a silver buckle, which makes me feel submissive and vulnerable, ready to serve my top’s wishes. As I admired myself in the mirror, I started to get hard. My look screamed effeminate bottom, which is exactly who I really am and want any partner to know. Then I heard a light knock on the door. Ed asked, “Everything going alright in there, Andy? I am ready when you are.” I opened the door and stood back so Ed could see. “Do you think this will look OK?” I was very nervous because I wanted Ed to find me attractive. Ed looked me up and down, and said, “You are a very hot-looking sissy.” I could see the male hunger in his eyes. I blushed but I was actually delighted. He went on, “Turn around so I can see the rear view.” He slid his hand up the back of my thighs and ran his strong hands over the curve of my butt. “Yes, Andy, this will be great. These panties fit like they were made for you.” When I turned back to Ed and looked down at his shorts, I saw the prominent outline of his cock head and his obvious, large erection. I looked up and our eyes met. I felt the sexual tension of two gay men about to connect. I smiled shyly at him. Ed took my hand and led me to the couch. “Let’s start with you sitting here, facing me, one leg up.” After a couple of poses and several photos in which my stiff cock made my panties stick out, I looked again at his shorts and noticed a wet spot from his precum. He caught me staring and said, “Sorry for leaking, Andy. I don’t usually do that just by taking pictures.” “No need to apologize,” I said. “I take it as a compliment.” We both laughed. Ed had me pull off the panties, releasing my hard cock. “That’s great, Andy. Just like that, don’t play with your cock yet. Let me take a few.” Then he added, “Turn over so you are on all fours, cock still hanging free.” I did as Ed instructed. While he stood behind me taking pictures, I asked, “You said you don’t normally leak by taking pictures, so when do you start leaking?” He answered, “Usually when a hot sissy bottom is showing me his bubble butt.” I looked over my shoulder at him. His cock was very hard now and VERY prominent in his shorts. I said, “You know, Ed this is the closest I’ve ever been to being in a porn film.” Ed told me he wanted to shift me for another photo from behind. As he bent over my ass, he held on to my butt cheek with one hand. I felt his hard cock poke my exposed ass. “Would you like a toy and try to take some of those pictures?” His hand moved over my ass cheek to my hole and kept his finger there. It felt very warm. “Please, Ed, I would love that.” Ed squeezed my butt cheek and headed to a dresser. I watched as he opened a drawer and pulled out some things. When he came back, I could see he held a six-inch dildo and lube. I was incredibly turned on. So was he – his cock, pushing his shorts out, was bouncing all over the place. Ed came close to me on the couch and showed me the dildo. “Andy, can I help get you ready so this will go in easily?” “That’s very sweet of you, Ed, thank you.” I arched my back and next felt some lube drip onto my ass. Ed rubbed it all over my hole, which started to feel very warm and slick. He then lubed up the toy, used his off hand to spread my hole open a little, and slowly worked the dildo into me. I felt the familiar burning sensation and finally gasped as my sphincter opened to welcome the intruder. I thought, my ass is now a cunt. It felt warm and full. I moaned out loud. “Fuck, Ed, that feels really good.” My cock was dripping precum. “I think these pics will be hot.” “Andy, hold this in you. I need to capture this.” My ass clenched tight around the dildo. Ed got his camera. Then he said, “Mind if I take off my shirt. It’s a little hot in here now.” “Of course not, please do.” I could tell the hand with lube on it had found his hard cock in his shorts. The evidence was obvious. “Don’t stop there,” I urged. “Why not lose those shorts, too? They’re just getting in the way.” He paused and slipped them down. His cock was enormous – long, thick, and glistening with precum. I felt my pulse quicken. My mouth went dry. Now naked except for his black work boots, Ed picked up his camera. “Much better. OK, if you want to slowly work that in and out of you. Perfect.” He got closer and started taking pictures. I grasped the dildo and slid it in and out of me. I knew my pretty wristwatch and diamond ring would be obvious in the photos, and it made me feel more effeminate. Although I had done this many times in the privacy of my apartment, it was much more intense knowing he was snapping photos that other men would see. Ed said, “Now quickly pull it out, Andy, and I will get your hole wide open.” I did as Ed asked. “That’s perfect,” he said. “Your ass is gaping. Wow!” He moved closer and closer, taking pictures. “You are such a sexy princess, Andy. I hope you let me hang one of these in my office.” I shivered when he called me a princess – that was what I used to call my wife. It was thrilling to be called that by another man. “I would love that, Ed!” I exclaimed, in a high, lisping sissy voice. “It would be so flattering.” I was seized by the urge to act slutty for him. So I took the dildo into my mouth and sucked on it. “That’s it, Andy, pretend it is a big wet cock, suck on it,” Ed coaxed. I went down on the dildo with enthusiasm, my eyes closed, imagining it was his cock, tasting my ass. “Yeah, suck on it, suck it like a true faggot, like you can’t get enough.” I heard the camera clicking. Then silence. No more clicks. I heard him breathing a little harder. I opened my eyes and saw Ed stroking his gorgeous cock, watching me. “Want to get some shots of you sucking my cock?” He didn’t wait for an answer – he just kneeled on the couch next to me and leaned in to give me access to his man meat. I wanted, no, needed the real thing. I dropped the dildo and started gently pumping his thick cock. Then I lowered my mouth to its mushroom tip, licked it clean of delicious precum, and sucked him into my mouth. I gently stroked his heavy balls with my slender, girlish fingers. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed my ex’s pretty, feminine watch and her engagement ring. I remembered the moment my wife caught me wearing her jewelry and confronted me about my sexuality. I remembered how turned on I was. It was nothing compared to how aroused I was now. “Suck it, Andy. Do you like my big cock, princess?” Ed asked, while holding the back of my head. I just moaned loudly. Soon his hand left my head and trailed down my back to my exposed, pre-lubed hole. I felt his fingers circling around my hole. In a moment he slid one of his fingers into me. Then two fingers. I moaned around his thick cock. As Ed finger-fucked my ass, I took his cock out of my mouth. “Please fuck me, daddy.” “Oh, Andy, I really want to, but we shouldn’t.” My heart sank. I looked up at him, “Why? Do you have a boyfriend?” “No.” I continued, “Because you don’t fuck your clients?” “No, it isn’t that, Andy.” “Please, Ed, I want you in my cunt so bad. I’ve never wanted a man so much. Don’t you want me, too?” “Andy, I’m poz and not on meds. I really want to fuck you, to take pictures of my cock in you like I did with Mark, but I want you to know the risk.” Here I was, on all fours, in front of a gorgeous man and his gorgeous cock. I had to make that decision. But I knew I already had. “Ed, would you please take pictures of your cock in me, bare?” Ed asked, “Are you sure, Andy? Because once I’m inside you, I won’t stop.” I smiled. “Yes, that’s what I want.” Ed leaned down and kissed me, and our tongues danced together. He held me in his strong grip and I wanted him to never let go. Then he picked up his camera and kneeled behind me. I could feel his cock as he laid it on my crack. He started sliding his cock back and forth across my hole, and I heard the camera clicking. I knew he was taking pictures, which turned me on even more. “Andy, are you ready? Your hole is so wet and ready for my poz cock. Tell me to fuck you now.” “Ed, please...put your big cock in me. Breed me. I need to feel you deep inside me.” Ed stopped sliding, and I felt him pushing his cock down as the head was right at my hole. His big cock started opening me up. The pressure was intensifying as he slowly pushed past my tight anal ring. The familiar burning sensation before the pleasure. Finally I felt myself open to him as my ass welcomed his cock. I heard him grunt. A pause as he stopped pushing. “Princess, my cock head is in you. I need to take some pictures...please hold still.” I could feel Ed’s cock in me, pulsing, as he captured the moment for me. “Fuck, Andy, I know I want to hang this one in my office." I reached behind me and rested my hand on my butt cheek. I knew my ex's watch and ring would be very clear in the photos. If she ever saw them she would know it was me, even without my face. I decided then and there that I would send one of these photos to her, just to shock and repel her to see what a sissy faggot she had married. The thought turned me on even more. After Ed had a few shots, he said, "Your ass is so tight, it just wraps around my cock. Are you ready for more?” To help Ed know how I felt, I pushed back on his cock a little. “Andy, damn...I love it...take my cock as much as you want.” I pushed back on Ed’s cock slowly and steadily, feeling him slide deeply into me. An incredible warmth radiated from my ass throughout my body. I trembled at the sensations. He was stretching my ass more than any man had. I loved it. I knew the dangerous position I was now in, with this poz top man leaking in me. I knew he was not on meds. I had always been careful with my male partners. I didn’t want HIV. But it was too late to stop. I just let him fuck me for his pleasure. Ed put the camera down and grabbed both of my hips with his strong, manly hands to help himself get deep in me. “Please keep fucking me, daddy, don’t stop!” I begged. He started thrusting with full long strokes. “I love watching my cock slide in and out of you,” Ed gasped. As his thrusts quickened, I thought I could feel him swelling. I knew he was close. “Andy, I am going to pull out and cum all over your sexy ass.” I turned my head over my shoulder. “No! Please don’t pull out, Ed. I need to feel you cum inside me...please.” “You want my poz cum, princess?” he asked. It wasn’t really a question. I put my head on the pillow in front of me and gripped it with my dainty hands. They looked so pretty and sexy with my dainty watch and the engagement ring, glistening under the lights. I had never felt so feminine. I was finally the truly female half of a couple, about to be made pregnant by my top’s toxic seed. The moment was perfect. I turned my face toward Ed and shouted, “Breed me with your poz load, daddy! I want it so bad.” Ed picked up the pace, “Oh, yes, princess, you are going to get all of my cum in you.” Faster now, his balls slapping loudly against my ass cheeks. “Get ready,” Ed announced. “Here comes my poz load!” “Fill me with your seed,” I answered. “Poz my cunt.” I couldn’t believe I was begging to be bred by a poz man. But at that moment all I wanted was Ed’s viral load deep in me, changing me. I felt Ed swell and, with one final shove deep in me, start shooting. My cock erupted underneath me. His girth and depth was all it took for us to orgasm together! He kept slamming deep into me, his warm jism filling me. After grunting and shooting, Ed finally collapsed on my back...kissing my shoulders. Then I turned to him and he kissed my deeply as he kept spasming inside me. He said, “Thank you, Andy, that was so fucking hot. I love fucking you.” As he slowly softened and slipped out of my sore ass, I said to him, “I want more, Ed.” And soon he obliged.
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Small town pig coming to Montreal staying near village May 12-15th and looking to take loads and be a urinal throat. Also game to be filmed or pics if no face.
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Where is best in NYC to explore video booth gloryhole fantasy? I want to be ass up to the gloryhole in a video booth for guys use and breed my hole.
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Mom died when I was little and I barely remember her. Just vague memories that come up when I smell a certain perfume they still sell at the higher end stores. Dad mourned for an appropriate time then used “widowed father for family values” sympathy vote to win his first election running for county commissioner. I still have nightmares about the first time I was trotted at barely seven years old out in front of all those cameras to stutter through the little speech Dad had made me say over and over saying “This is important kid. If you get it right I just may win!” putting all that pressure on my tiny little shoulders “Vote for my Daddy Billy so he can protect kids like me from the bad people who want to hurt us” still haunts my dreams to this day Dad always called me “Kid” or “Kiddo” because he hated the name my mom had given me which was Eliot (Everyone but dad calls me El) and hated the man she had named me for, her father, even more because he never approved of their marriage saying my dad was a huckster who would sell out his own mother which turned out to be a fair statement when Dad got his mother to sign a Power of Attorney when she was diagnosed with cancer and sold he house and all her possessions while she was in the hospital for treatments. He planned to hide the money and skip out on all the medical bills Then Grandma made a full recovery but somehow Dad got her declared incompetent though every doctor testified she had her full faculties and forced her into the cheapest nursing home he could find. Her revenge was living long enough to eat up every dime he had gotten from the sale. She died the day the last check cleared leaving eight cents in the account. I loved Grandma but she was a spiteful old lady. Who can blame her though? Till the very end ever time dad was in an election she would call the local newspaper and then give an interview saying “If you vote for my son you are a fool and you deserve what you get!” Like I said I loved Grandma. My Grandpa (mom’s dad) was great too! He had an awesome name and basically raised me because my father was to busy taking bribes and making backroom deals to take care of his son. The only time I saw him was when he wanted to trot me out for the cameras at election time and that stopped when at 14. He had me learn another speech but when he introduced me and I stood in front og the camera, on live television turned to him and said “Who are you Mr.? You kind of look like my father but I’m not sure since I never see him and I live with my Grandpa and Uncle John. From what they tell me he doesn't even help support me financially” Then I looked at the camera and said “So much for Family Values Huh?” Grandpa also pissed off my Dad by remembering to change his will when mom died leaving everything to me and hiring the best lawyer in the state when his health started to fail to make sure my Dad never got his hands on a dime of it, After Grandpa passed the lawyer and Uncle John looked after me “Uncle John” was not actually related to me, He was Grandpa’s stepson from his 2nd marriage his mom who I called Mary at her insistence passed a couple years before Grandpa. She was kind of stuck up but kind to me. Uncle John and I shared a secret. We were both gay. He was the first person I came out to when I was twelve and he was the most wonderful supportive uncle he could be, He didn’t tell me was gay till I was 16 saying he didn’t want to confuse me while my hormones were out of control, I had always loved and lusted after him so it was probably for the best. When I was young John was the most handsome man I had ever seen, he was Brad Pitt and Leonardo DiCaprio rolled into one with a little old school Tom Selleck thrown into the mix for good measure. He always wore the coolest clothes and seeing him in his bathing suit awakened my first truly sexual fantasies but I will fight anyone who suggests he was anything other than a 100% proper adult when it came to me. Much to my frustration. By the time I was almost 18 things had started to change, He was still handsome but he was thinner and seemed to be sick more often. It was 1995 and the AIDS epidemic was raging. They even had a man com to my high school right as I was about to graduate to talk to us about the importance of safe sex and not sharing needles (I didn’t get that 2nd part at the time). My Dad had been against it I recall. I was on the student council so I met him personally. Just before he shook my had a little beeper went off in his pocket and he took out a prescription bottle with the name “Retrovir” (better known as AZT I learned later. Popped a pill and stepped to a nearby water fountain to help it go down, as he returned to me I noticed a janitor rushing to spray the water fountain with something that smelled like bleach and wipe it down with gloved hands. “Hey, my uncle John takes those vitamins!” I said He tried to hide it but the look of surprised sympathy gave it all away and I knew. Uncle John had HIV. When I asked him why he had not told me he said he didn’t want to worry me and he was almost done. He wanted to get me to 18 when my inheritance would kick in and then he could go The party my Dad belonged to, The R Party, maintained that people with HIV were all perverted degenerates who were being punished by God. Even the little kids with blood disorders and caught it deserved it somehow according to them. A plan started to form in my mind. One every bit as evil as anything my money grubbing Dad could come up with. Over the next weeks the parts came together more and more. I talked to my friend Diana who was the prettiest lesbian you ever met and we started being seen together I took her and her “best friend” Vicky to the prom and we spread rumors about a drunken 3some in a hotel room afterwards. I was going to be quite well off when I turned 18 and the plan was to be seen together for a couple months more then a quick trip to Las Vegas and we would be married. Vicky would move in as her “personal assistant” and I would live with Uncle John (He was unaware of that part of the plan for now) it would be the perfect cover for all of us. That lawyer Grandpa had Diana sign some papers when she turned 18 to protect my assets and she had no problem with that, Uncle John had been getting even thinner and he was more and more depressed. He told me many of his friends had died and the ones who had managed to stay HIV negative stayed away from him. He was lonely and had no release other than his hand. “I used to be the hottest Top Man in the city. I would fuck three and four pretty boys a night but I think it was the one time I shot up that got me" We were sitting by the pool and the bulge in his swimsuit looked even bigger against his thin frame as he talked about his glory days Finally the big day arrived and 10 minutes after midnight on my 18th birthday I pushed John’s door open, He had his eyes closed and didn’t hear me. He was in bed stroking his huge cock, 9 ½ inches I would later measure, and moaning “El oh my beautiful El I want to be in you so badly, to make you mine. Oh I love you my El, you are so beautiful” Maybe I should pause a moment to describe myself at 18, You have to realize that though my dad was a scumbag he was exceptionally good looking with classic Greek features a hairy chest and piercing green eyes. Pair that with my mothers deep auburn hair and full sensuous lips, a thick 10 inch cock I never did learn which side of the family gave me and my athletic state champion quarterback 6 foot 2 body and I java to admit I was a little more than handsome but back to our story I watched John for a couple minutes with his eyes closed stroking and moaning my name then I quietly knelt next to his bed bent over running my tongue around the head of his cock and then opened wide and took it in my mouth His eyes flew open “El! What the hell are you doing? That’s dangerous!” “We are going to things that are a lot more dangerous tonight John” I told him firmly “What are you talking about?” he asked covering himself with a pillow “You are going to become my life partner for as long as we have together and you are going to make love to me all night to consummate our union. After what I just heard I know you love and want me and I have loved you since I was about twelve” I said looking into his eyes He looked conflicted, struggling with himself so much he actually started shaking a little and finally looked at me with tears in his eyes “Yes I love you and I want you but dammit I will be lucky if I have six months left. I can’t do that to you! Besides you should have someone as young and as handsome as you are. Just look at me” And he threw the pillow aside His body was thin but not what you would call wasting quite yet. His tall frame equal in height to mine exaggerated the thinness. His now only slightly aroused cock lay across his balls and they definitely did not look thin in fact they seemed to pulse with a light all their own and make me want it in me even more “You are the most beautiful man I have ever seen and never more so than now. I love you and I want, no I NEED you inside of me” I said hotly “I can’t be inside of you, I don’t even have a condom!” he protested but he was weakening I could tell “All the better because I never want you to wear a condom or pull out when you fuck me” I said calmly He sighed “El I am one step away from full blown AIDS and love won’t protect you from it. I’m sorry but it's true” “I know what you have and I don’t want to be protected from it. I want you to infect me as a sign of our love and for another reason” and I explained my full plan to him He looked at me with awe and pride and an evil glint in his eyes “You are a diabolical, twisted, sick fuck and I love you for it” then he thought about it for a few minutes and finally said “Ok I’m in” “No you aren't but you will be soon” I joked "OK repeat after me" and I took his hand in mine “I pledge my life to you for as long as we share this earth together, I will be faithful to you in my heart though I am free to share my gift with others, Our enemies will fall before us and get what they so richly deserve, This I promise to my one true love” and John repeated each line starling into my eyes He pulled me to him his thin strong arms wrapping around my youthful body practically glowing with health and potential for a long life. I was sacrificing that to our love and his virus voluntarily and we kissed with an urgent passion as the the desire to breed took us both He rolled on top of me then rolled me onto my stomach and used his knees to push my legs apart. “You are MINR! This ass is MINE! Do what you want with your cock but for as long as we both live no one touches this ass but me! I love you too much to share this ass!” He groaned, his dripping toxic cock head rubbing up and down my crack seeking it’s new home, finding it and sinking in I bit my lip to keep from yelping as he roughly took my virginity, to caught up in passion and emotion to be gentle. Within a minute I felt his huge virus filled balls flop against mine as I ground ten rock hard inches into the sheets beneath me then he pulled out and slid back in and I moaned as this felt better than I ever imagined it could. John was a consummate top man. Years of experience pleasing bottoms came into play as he moved in and out of me plowing my virgin inner walls and getting them ready to be inseminated by his fertile virus, running his thin fingers over my well fleshed muscular body only of legal age for less than an hour and now to be offers up o our lust and his disease His thrust became frenzied and his cock battered my insides as my balls tightened and finally we found that release together me soaking his sheets and he firing wads if cum and HIV into me and sealing my fate We lay together my head on his chest and his fingers in my hair “Now you are marked as mine forever, Even when I pass part of me will live on in you” “I’m the luckiest man in the world” I replied We made love twice more that night and he lasted longer each time. I think if we timed it he was in me about 3 hours that night. That was a record we broke many times. The very next afternoon John got a call from his Doctor about a clinical trial for a new class of HIV treatment drugs. John agreed to participate and had one of the best results in the study. Over the next couple years with healthy living, lots of physical activities he gradually recovered becoming the man I remembered again and on his 30th birthday he got the news that his HIV viral load was undetectable I on the other had was very toxic and a couple years into my plan. I will tell you how it started when next we meet ********************************************************************* I hope you enjoyed the beginning of my new story. Let me know I am going to let “Somebody to be mine forever” rest for a while but I’m sure Jeff. Mike and Family will continue to make cameo appearances in “Zeke’s Tales” which will continue Scanbu
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Tony and Zeke were a good looking couple. Tony with his blonde buzzed hair 6’ 2 210 pounds of muscle. Zeke was 5’11 180 pounds. Swimmers build. Both 27 years old. Zeke worked for George Tries industry. It was a software company that kept Zeke on the go. Needless to say it was a booming business. George knew he had a great employee in Zeke. He also wanted to bed Tony. George being in his 50’s and wanting to find away to fuck Tony was near impossible. But with Zeke usually away on business. And Zeke was going to be away for at least three weeks with a colleague named Adam. A red headed 23 year old who is computer savvy. Tony didn’t trust Adam. And he hated that Zeke was going to be away on their fourth anniversary. Tony and Zeke make love the day before Zeke leaves. Tony always the top. Zeke always the bottom. But Zeke wanted to change that. Spice up their relationship. Tony was game. two days before Zeke was to come home. Tony got the call from him. He was going to have to stay other four days. Hammering out a deal. Tony was pissed off. He hated Zeke’s job it paid very well. And Tony himself had a decent paying job. Tony thought I should talk to George maybe ask him to give Zeke a break. Tony had a few drinks. Then called George, who agreed to meet with him at George’s place. George thin and at 5’9 and a 146 pounds. With white hair had shorts and a t-shirt on. Quite different from suits that he wears. George let him. And offered Tony a drink which he accepted. Tony was buzzed already. George saw that and saw a chance to make a move on him. Tony down three more drinks. “You want me to cut back on sending Zeke out of town.” “And when he does not send Adam with him.” George said. Tony slurred a “yeah”. “You think maybe there’s something going on with Adam and Zeke?” George asked. Tony answered “I don’t know. They spend more time together then we do.” “Adam is a good looking guy as are you and Zeke.” George said. Adding “That it is possible that something may have happened between the two of them.” George starts to rub Tony’s back. “Would you like another drink?” George asked. “I guess one more couldn’t hurt.” Tony said. George got him a drink and continued rubbing his back. “Maybe Zeke and Adam did sleep together.” Tony said. “Maybe” George replied. Now sliding his hand underneath Tony’s shirt. Slowly taking it off him. Tony was too drunk to realize that George was setting him up. Planting seeds of doubt into his head. “I should go.” Tony said. “I’m not sure about you going anywhere.” George said. “Spend the night here.” “I would feel responsible if anything happened to you.” “Maybe you’re right.” “Thank you George” Tony said giving George a hug. George slightly patted Tony’s ass. Not realizing that George was getting him closer into bed. George led him into his bedroom. Tony was already shirtless but being drunk had trouble unbuckling his belt and pants. George helped him out of his clothes. Wearing brief underwear. Then George took off his clothes. Wearing his box briefs and got into the other side of the bed. And continued rubbing Tony’s back. Giving him a massage. George got hard fast. Taking off his underwear. His hard dick pressed up against Tony’s ass feeling George’s hard on. Tony himself was hard. George was now rubbing his hands all over Tony’s body. George thought “this is going to happen.” He then kissed Tony hard on the lips. “Wait” Tony said. “This is wrong.” “I love Zeke.”I know you do.” George said. “But we both know that they are fucking.” Tony thought about what George just said. George managed to get Tony’s underwear off of him. Tony feeling betrayed by what he thought was Zeke sleeping with Adam that he kissed George. George lubed up his dick. “I don’t bottom.” Tony said. George answered with “I know.” George got up Tony saw his wrinkled ass then George came in with another drink for Tony. Who drank it. Tony feeling horny and weak found himself doggystyle with George’s dick deep inside of him.”ohhh” Tony moaned. George was going slow with him. He wanted this to last. George was enjoying fucking Tony. Thrusting his dick in and out of the young man’s firm ass. George pulled out and put his dick into Tony’s mouth. Who started sucking on it. “Fuck” you suck cock really nice.” After a few minutes. George removed his dick and out of Tony’s mouth and back into his ass. “Oh shit” George shouted. “I’m going to cum in you!” “Ahhh” as his dick shot load after load into Tony’s ass. The next morning Tony woke up with a hangover. Nude in George’s bed who was also still naked. “Fuck me” Tony shouted. Waking George who said “again?” Tony quickly got dressed and saw his phone with missed phone calls from Zeke and texts. He did however see that he had face time. When looking at his texts Zeke told Tony he needed to find a new place to live. George had set the FaceTime on so Zeke could “catch Tony in the act.” Tony started crying which led to George fucking Tony again. Tony moved in with a friend from work. Zeke and Adam never did have sex. And George knew he could get Tony into bed at any time he wanted and would.
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Jesse was a 21 year old gay man. A toy boy to one wealthy older man for the pass two years. Ricky. Just fell in love with the light brown hair twink. For Jesse. He saw Ricky as his way out of being poor. Jesse did have a boyfriend David. When David saw that Ricky was interested in Jesse. They devised a plan. Ricky who had health problems due to his full blown AIDS diagnosis. Made sure he used a condom with Jesse. He wanted Jesse to carry on his legacy so to speak with his businesses. The one person who didn’t trust Jesse was Ricky’s friend Hank. He couldn’t get what it was that Jesse saw in Ricky. Hank thought “Jesse is a good looking guy.” “I’d fuck him too.” Hank knew he wouldn’t have a chance with the good looking twink. Being overweight and having AIDS himself and average looks and still barebacks guys but lets them know that he’s positive. Jesse kept a distance from Hank. He had seen the way Hank had looked at him. And was careful not to get caught when he and David had sex while Ricky was out or sleeping. Jesse and David did get caught by Hank. Thou they didn’t know it. Hank was going to set up Jesse big time. ”David.” “I’m not sure how much more we can sneak around.” “I’m worried that Ricky will catch us.” “Then what will we do?” “I signed not a prenup, but a contract that I wouldn’t cheat on Ricky.” “Hang in there.” We’re in the home stretch.” David answered. unknown to the young men. Hank had set up a camera and recorder that would expose the two. But Hank had other ideas. A few days later, Hank got Jesse alone to talk to him. “There’s something I want to show you.” Hank said to him. He played the video of Jesse and David having sex. Then played the recording. Jesse was caught and Hank knew it. Going to Ricky and begging his forgiveness wouldn’t work. Jesse violated the contract and would be kicked out. ”I have a proposal for you.” Hank said. “You spend one night with me and I’ll lose the video and recording.” “Ricky will never know.” “I’ll give you till tomorrow morning.” Jesse was shocked. Hank is blackmailing me into having sex with him. And if I don’t he’ll expose me to Ricky. Deciding not to tell David. And consenting to Hank’s “proposal” Hank and Jesse would have sex. Hank started to feel Jesse’s body. All smooth. Jesse hated Hank’s hands all over his body. But with no other choice Hank did what he wanted. Both now completely naked. Hank ordered Jesse on his knees to suck his dick. Hank was 7inches hard. And he was enjoying Jesse’s mouth on his cock. They moved to Hank’s bed. Hank went to kiss Jesse. But turned his head away. But Hank turned and kissed him anyway. Hank ate out Jesse’s ass. “Fuck” Hank said. “You got a nice loose ass.” “Are you getting fucked by anyone else?” He asked. ”No.” Jesse answered angrily. “No need to get offensive.” Hank replied. “He lubed up his dick and Jesse’s ass. Slowly entering the young man’s ass. “Wait” Jesse said. “Where’s your condom?” “I’m not going to wear one.” “Don’t worry, you’ll be safe with me.” Hank said with an evil grin. Hank started going in and out with slow small thrusts. “Ahhh you feel so good.” Hank said. “It’s like my cock was meant for your ass.” Jesse hated Hank. Hated that this guy was now deep inside him. What felt like hours to Jesse, was about an hour. Hank let out a yell “I’m cumming!” Several loads went deep inside Jesse’s ass. Hank clasped on top of him. Keeping his dick inside him. While falling asleep like that. The next morning Hank destroyed the video and the recording. However he had a new video that he showed both Ricky and David. Who both were angry with both Hank and Jesse. Ricky kicked Jesse out. David broke it off with Jesse. then Hank told Jesse he was positive and that there was a good chance that Jesse was positive to. And it turns out that Jesse was. And with no other place to go. David took him in and forced him to be his personal cumdump
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It started out innocently enough. I sometimes receive messages here at Breeding Zone from guys who like my stories and occasionally I exchange messages with them. Not long ago, after I posted a popular story in the “Bug Chasing and Gift Giving Fiction” section, I found a message waiting for me from an admirer who tagged himself Your Dream Daddy: “Hey, Scout: I really like your stuff. I’m curious about whether your name is really Andy, whether you have a wife/ex-wife named Beth who found out you were secretly gay, whether she forced you out of the closet and feminized you in the process. In other words, how much of it is real?” I don’t usually respond beyond thanking a reader for telling me my stories turn him on. For some reason, though, I decided to be honest with him. I replied: “Hey, Dream Daddy: I love your online tag! Yes, my name is Andy and I was married to Beth. When our kids were grown, I decided I was tired of trying to be straight. My sexual fantasies were exclusively about other men and bottoming for them. Not surprisingly, our sex life had withered to almost nothing. One day she asked me directly if I was gay. I told her that I thought I was. She said I needed to start living as my true self and we agreed to separate. Soon I had a boyfriend and she reunited with an old flame. I’m now her gay BFF.” Dream Daddy wrote back: “What about being turned into a sissy? The parts about wearing her jewelry, even her engagement ring? I find the idea of topping a feminized man very erotic.” I hesitated, not sure how much I wanted to share with a near-stranger. I figured it was safe enough, since I could always just stop replying or tell him some parts were still private. I replied: “I do have a pretty Seiko wristwatch like hers, very feminine. On the rare occasions when we made love, I found I could only cum when I imagined I was the one being fucked, wearing the watch I had given her on our 20th anniversary. After we split, I bought one for myself. As for the engagement ring, she returned it to me after the divorce. I had it resized to fit me. But I’ve never been comfortable enough with a man to wear either one in bed. That part is still a fantasy.” A few days passed, then he wrote again: “Andy, you write a lot about being pozzed, usually with you being hesitant. I understand why. It is a life-altering decision. How seriously are you considering it? You can see from my profile that I am HIV positive and not on meds.” It was my turn to hesitate. Why was I so fascinated by bug chasing? It was central to nearly every gay fantasy I have. Yet I’ve always practiced safe sex with my male partners, even the ones I knew were negative. Maybe I wanted a new level of connection, of intimacy, of being linked forever to a man who would breed me and leave me with a “baby”, even if it was a toxic one. Of course, I also thought about his last line. A lot. Asking me if I was serious about getting pozzed and then telling me he was positive didn’t sound like an accidental connection. It sounded like an invitation. We were moving into new, dangerous, and very exciting territory. Two weeks passed before I reached out again to Dream Daddy: “Sorry for the long delay. I wasn’t sure I wanted to continue this conversation. I’ve thought a lot about your questions. I am both scared and incredibly excited at the thought. Am I right to think you might be interested in taking me to a place I’ve been dreaming about?” “Yes,” came the reply. I took a deep breath. Here was a man offering to fulfill my most intense fantasy. The thought was romantic and arousing at the same time. So, naturally, I took out my favorite dildo, greased it up, and fucked myself while pretending I had Dream Daddy’s cock inside me instead of my latex buddy. When I came the sensation was amazing and my load enormous. I was so turned on I licked up my own cum, feeling like a complete slut. The experience left me trembling. I needed to take the ultimate step, with Dream Daddy. My next message to him read: “Maybe you are the one. What’s your real name? Is that your photo under your profile? Do you really live in [X]? Because that’s very close to where I am.” He quickly answered: “My name is Dave. That’s my pic. Yes, that’s where I live. I’m 6’2” tall and about 220 pounds and I have an 8” cock. I would love to meet you. I’ve never knowingly pozzed someone. The idea excites me, too.” Time to take a deep breath, I told myself. I was on the cusp of moving ahead into a new phase of a relationship with a man I had never met. But the thought, the desire, no, the hunger wouldn’t leave me. I had to feel Dave’s bare, toxic cock inside me. A day later, I wrote to him: “I would love to host you for a visit. A weekend, maybe longer if you have the time. I feel you are the man with whom I can finally be myself.” “Super!” he quickly answered. “I am due for vacation in two weeks. I’ll drive up. And I won’t be bringing any condoms. If you change your mind, I’ll understand. Just let me know.” Those next two weeks were a blur. Several times I started to send Dave a message calling off our date, but I never sent it. Instead, I gave him my address, phone number, and a photo of me. He said I was cute and he was even more thrilled about making love to me. I like it that he used the term “making love” – it made me feel special. I wanted the experience to be special for both of us. Finally, the day arrived. After I cleaned myself out, I dressed in a tight t-shirt and short-shorts. I put on my watch and the engagement ring, the diamond glistening in the light of the bedroom. My watch looked so dainty on my slender wrist. I examined myself in the mirror and saw an effeminate sissy looking back at me. I thought to myself, this is who I really am, and felt a tingle go up my spine as I contemplated what was about to happen. A little after 7:00 in the evening, I heard a car pull up. Looking out the window, I saw a tall, burly man with close-cropped grey hair and a full beard. Dave looked a lot like his photo. A masculine hunk. The doorbell rang, and I opened it to see Dave smiling at me, flowers in hand. I gave him a warm smile and said, “Dream Daddy, I presume?” He laughed and declared, “I hope so!” He stepped inside and kissed me passionately. I pulled away to take the flowers. After I put them in a vase, I led him by the hand into my living room. I could feel the strength of his grip; my fingers were much more delicate. We sat on my couch, sipped wine, and made small talk. He made me feel very comfortable and the way he looked at me made me feel sexy. Soon he took our glasses and set them on the table. Then he pulled me into his arms and we started to make out, his tongue exploring my mouth. He paused and looked at my pretty watch and ring. “These fit you like they were made for you, Andy.” He kissed me again, hard, with lust. “I’d love to see how they look when they’re the only things you’re wearing.” I stood up and said, “Only one way to find out.” I took Dave’s hand and guided him toward my bedroom. Once there we quickly shed our clothes. He was so much bigger and more manly than me that I felt small and feminine. His cock, semi-erect, looked enormous; mine, fully hard and pointing at him, wasn’t nearly as long or as thick. He pulled me to him and we resumed our intense kissing. His strength made me feel secure in his embrace. He’s the one, I thought. I ran my hands up his strong arms and thrilled at the light glinting off my diamond ring. This was what I had always dreamed about, being the female half of a couple about to engage in the intimate act of breeding. The experience was so much more intense than regular safe sex with another man, much as I enjoyed that. For a moment, I thought about what my ex would say if she saw me now, and I was turned on even more. “Sit here, Dream Daddy,” I coaxed him, and guided him to the edge of the bed. I knelt between his legs and began to lick the round, mushroom head of his cock, glistening with his pre-cum. I loved the taste! I slowly took more of him in my mouth as he tilted his head back and moaned softly. Then he drew my head back and looked deep into my eyes. “Andy, are you ready to do this?” “Yes, Daddy,” I said. Suddenly my mouth went try and I began to tremble. “You understand that once I am inside you, I won’t stop. Even if you beg me, it’ll be too late.” “I understand.” “Climb on the bed and lie on your belly.” I did as he said, grasping my pillow. I looked up and saw on my night table a photograph of my ex, smiling down at me. Dave climbed onto the bed and spread my legs apart. I felt his warm breath on my puckered boi cunt and then his tongue started to probe within me. It felt so wonderful! Dave took at some lube and began to work it into my butt hole. At first he was gentle but as he went deeper I felt a sharp pain as he scratched me inside. I knew it was intentional – he wanted his cum to mix with my blood, so his poison seed could become a part of me. I winced but did not object. I knew the moment had come. He withdrew his finger. Then he reached for a Kleenex and rubbed it on my ass. He held it in front of me and I saw blood on it. A wave of doubt washed over me but I said nothing. The bed shook as Dave positioned himself on his knees between my legs. I felt the knob of his cock at the entrance to my ass. A pause. “Andy, tell me what you want.” I looked back over my shoulder at him. A strong, handsome man, ready to fulfill my deepest desire, ready to impregnate me. The moment I had been waiting for, fantasizing about, writing stories about. Now it was about to become real. “Take me, Daddy. I need your toxic seed. I want us to be joined forever.” The pressure of his cock increased. My ass resisted and I felt an intense burning sensation. Then I opened to the intruder as my sphincter relaxed. Deeper and deeper he went. I felt the incredible warmth and fullness, taking me to a place beyond mere pleasure. I’m not sure his bare cock felt different than a covered one, but the emotional thrill was astonishing, more intense than anything I had ever experienced. Finally, his pubic hair rested against my butt cheeks. He was fully inside me. We were joined as I had never been joined with anyone before. He paused and I turned my head to the side. Dave held my face and kissed me deeply. “Andy, I never imagined how this would feel for me. To be inside you raw, knowing how much you want my gift and how special it is to share it with you. Thank you for choosing me.” It was so sweet of him to say! All doubt vanished in that instant. He began to move in and out, his weight pressing me into the bed. He intertwined his fingers with mine. The contrast was dramatic – his thick, manly fingers and my thin, effeminate ones. He spoke softly into my ear, “Your watch and ring are so pretty, just like in your stories. I am so happy I could make it real for you.” “Yes, Daddy, this is just how I imagined it would be.” He picked up the pace of his thrusts. Now his balls began to slap loudly against my ass cheeks. He grunted loudly; I made “ah” sounds, like a sissy in a porn film. I knew he was close. And then the final pause and the release inside me, followed by rapid bucking in and out and his deep grunts with each pulse. Could I really feel the wetness or did I only think so? I turned my head and we exchanged a long, deep fuck kiss, his tongue everywhere in my mouth. Dave spoke first. “That was so intense. I don’t think I’ve ever cum so much inside my partner. Are you going to write about us for Breeding Zone?” I paused and thought about it. I had written up so many fantasies. Now it would be real. “Yes,” I finally said. Dave whispered softly, “Promise you’ll use our real names. I want everyone to know what I did to you, and how much we both loved it.” “Of course I will, Daddy.” We both fell asleep. When I awoke, I found myself spooning with Dave, his strong arm wrapped around me as I pressed my back and ass against him. I wiggled my butt against his crotch and felt him getting hard from the friction. He soon stirred. “Turn on your back,” he said. I did as he directed and pulled my legs up and apart to invite him inside me. Then I reached down to guide him to my moist hole and place the tip of his dick at the entrance. In moments he was deep inside me again. The fullness was delicious. Dave wrapped his hand around my cock and pulled on it, timed to his thrusts. I rested my calves on his shoulders and gripped his muscular forearms with my dainty hands. I could see my pretty watch and ring in the light of my bedside lamp. So often had I imagined being in this position, the effeminate bottom eager to please his top. And somehow this was even better than the fantasy, because now there was a real man with me, buried deep inside me, his face a picture of the pleasure a man experiences when he’s about to leave his seed inside his willing mate. Me. Pumped firmly by Dave’s knowing hand, I soon exploded in an orgasm that rivalled an earthquake. I soared and came back to earth. Dave was close, too. “Fuck me, Daddy! Yes, like that! Fuck me and cum inside me,” I pleaded. His thrusts became more urgent, faster, and deeper. Then the guttural, masculine grunt and the eruption inside me. Dave finally collapsed, totally spent, his wonderful masculine weight pressing me down. I wrapped my legs around his back and held him close. He started kissing me deeply again. I never wanted our mouths to separate. A few minutes later he slipped out of me and rolled over. I felt his cum dribbling from my stretched cunt. Curious, I went to the bathroom and wiped myself. The paper was stained with his cum and my blood. I felt sure his toxic seed had found its way into me and would soon take over my body. When I woke up again, the morning sun was streaming into the room. I decided to wake Dave with a blow job. He rolled onto his back, grinned, and said, “Andy, you are insatiable.” “Is that a problem, sweetie?” I asked. Then I climbed on top of him, straddling his waist with my legs, and guided his hard cock to my butt hole. and letting just the knob inside me. I spread my cheeks and lowered myself onto his dick, slowly, until I was fully impaled. I kissed him deeply, then rested my hands on his chest as I began to rock forward and back. The bright sunlight glinted off my jewelry, with my diamond solitaire reflecting a prism of colored lights off the ceiling. I finally knew the pleasure a woman experiences when she commits herself to one man, to being together forever. Dave gripped my hips and met my rocking motion with stronger and faster thrusts of his own. I could feel the tension building within him. I remembered what it was like to be the male half of a sexual union. At one time I had even enjoyed it, though that was a long time ago. This was soooo much better! All I wanted was to feel Dream Daddy’s climax, his moment of male satisfaction. I did not have long to wait. I heard his now-familiar deep grunt and the forceful exhale that signaled his orgasm. More of his seed began its journey, to join with my blood. We had mated successfully – of that I was certain. After another short rest, Dave went into the shower while I went into the kitchen to fix us breakfast. I heard him singing as the water poured over him. I smiled. In my head, I began to compose the story I would type on my computer later in the weekend: “It started out innocently enough. I sometimes receive messages here at Breeding Zone….”
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Hey fellow barebackers, I used to be attracted to girls instead of guys, but after watching those Treasure Island videos, I’ve secretly wanted to try bottoming. That desire grew insatiable until I couldn’t control it anymore and gave in to lust. A few weekends ago I went to Ft. Lauderdale and must have taken over a hundred loads at the hotel, Slammer, and Clubhouse 2. The cocks and sperm just didn’t end. Just non-stop breeding. After this, I no longer care to have sex with girls, and feel so incredibly feminine after being made a total slut. I realize now that I’m a beta male that’s true purpose is a submissive beta cumdump. It feels unbelievable to let guys release their sperm in me, moan in pleasure, and dominate me like a little girl. I need loads all time now and it is extremely addicting. I realize I’m probably going to take more than a 1,000 loads after this year, and while I’m not worried about HIV because of PREP, I am worried about Hep C and Herpes. Does anybody have any advice? How worried should a cumdump be?
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Some of the minor characters in this story first appeared in this story. Zeke moved through the bath house with a confident, masculine, sensual strut knowing the very men who turned away from his gaze deep inside them wanted what he offered. At nearly 6 feet 6 inches and only 195 pounds he looked thinner than he really was. It enhanced the image he wanted to project. Long dark hair with a strand of white here and there hung about his face framing the illusion of sunken cheeks his done structure gave him in low light the sensual curve of his lips curled into a wicked, taunting smile and his eyes. Those ice blue compelling eyes that always seemed to catch the light even in near darkness. His nails were painted black and his body was covered in tattoos with a biohazard prominently displayed above his cock which was currently confined bulging out the front of his leather pants but when he freed it to wreak it’s damage on the men who succumbed to their own dark desires it was thick and hung long, never limp, it always had a slight lifting curve because of the huge balls under it like small oranges hanging low, churning out that liquid poison they all feared and all wanted so badly. He strode through the back room past the benches and slings to a large sturdy chair against the wall on a slightly raised dais, almost a throne and sat surveying his subjects. The men engaged in debauchery before him. Grinding and sweating. Fucking and fisting. All aware of him on some level. Hoping to not draw his attention and craving it at the same time but tonight Zeke paid them little mind knowing his prey would come to him… soon. Sure enough as Zeke looked up the boy meekly slipped through the door wide eyed at the sexual mayhem in the room. Barely old enough to be here. Not a virgin but full of the innocence of small town life where he had to hide who he was. One bight with an older man a week after his 18th birthday and now a trip to the city and this bath house. Zeke saw all this in a glance and smiled as the boy spotted him across the room and blushed red as Zeke’s hand caressed the bulge in his pants and motioned the boy closer. It was time for the game to begin. “What is your name pretty boy?” Zeke asked as he drew closer. “Tommy…. ummm … Tom” he replied trying to sound older “I’m Zeke Tommy, nice to meet you. Now that we know each other, why don’t you come over hare, kneel and accept me as your Master? You will eventually. You will submit and I will yank you out of that boring little life you knew till now and change you” Tommy looked shocked by his directness and wanted to back away but like a rabbit caught in the gaze of a snake Zeke’s eyes held him. “Ummm maybe I should go…” Tommy said though his feet stayed planted. Zeke ignored him and continued. “By the time I’m done with you you will not even recognize the person you have become. I’m going to enslave you to free you. The price is high but you will willingly pay” he said slowly unbuttoning his pants and letting his cock hang out running a finger along a vein in it then up to the base and further up to circle the biohazard tattoo. “Do you know what this means?” Tommy swallowed and nodded “That’s the price for being enslaved and used. That’s the price for being mine. For the things I will teach you. The pleasure pleasing me will bring to you.” Zeke said quietly in a room full of the sounds of raw man sex but Tommy heard every word. “Deep inside you know you want to be mine, you even want my virus to claim you so you very blood will be mine.” Then he dropped his gaze freeing the helpless boy before him. That was one of the rules. It had to be willing. Tommy backed up a step but the seed was planted in his mind and his eyes could not pull away from the motion of Zeke’s finger which had returned to stroking that vein. Finally the boy blinked and stumbled out of the room. He would roam the bath house and many men would offer but his mind would be filled with thoughts of Zeke and his words, He would be back. Zeke watched his minions writhing in the sexual dance and waited. Tommy wandered the halls, looking in the open doors at the men lying in semi darkness hands languidly stroking hard flesh in open invitation. Any of these men. muscular or stout, hairy or smooth could have satisfied his inexperienced needs. Indeed they could have shaped his sexual appetites for the rest of his life with their own little kinks but none of them caught his attention. None of them excited him, thrilled him, made him shiver with hear and desire. His mind kept going back to Zeke. The way he could feel the wrongness, The evil. The malicious intent to taint him for life. To free him… His mind distracted his treacherous feet kept taking him past the entrance to the back room and every time he glanced through it Zeke’s eyes caught him, that wicked, knowing smile on his lips. Finally Tommy gave in, walking to the throne and sinking to his knees. Part of his mind screaming at him to run but his lust overriding all logical thought. Zeke didn’t say a word he just motioned him to stand and walked him to a device like a large X securing his wrists and ankles tightly and began to spank him with a firm hand then a paddle. The pain rewired Tommy’s brain making his cock grow hard and when Zeke clamped sharp clips to his nipples he almost came. Zeke worked the boy's body with an expert touch. Pain and pleasure merging till he was almost incoherent lost in the sensations groaning in wanton acceptance as Zeke’s cock finally probed his crack finding his hole and plunging in almost ripping the boy’s tender flesh as he forced him open his warm, wet, silky insides to him Feeling that smooth bubble ass, so young and healthy looking grind back into him as his massive balls swung with his thrusts “Here it comes Tommy boy” Zeke hissed in his ear “Here comes my tainted seed, my virus to infect you. There is no turning back now just give in to it and let me into your blood and soul.” and his balls contracted, pumping his poison as he came deep inside “You! Are! Mine!” each word punctuated with a long jet of toxic cum filling that battered receptive hole. Tommy’s cock erupted sending his cum flying. 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I have a local buddy who just wrote an in-depth review of the latest 2024 edition of Darklands fetish and kink event in Antwerp, Belgium. When he described going to one of the event parties and standing on a balcony overlooking the dance floor, grabbing the rail and bending over and having tons of daddies coming up behind to breed and seed his hole, I started searching for flights to Belgium and next year’s event. Does anyone else have similar stories about the Darklands event? Here is the link to my buddy’s two-part review [think before following links] https://daily.squirt.org/leather-rubber-masters-subs-and-more-explore-the-first-part-of-darklands-2024/ -
Just want to share my first ever bareback encounter, was the summer about 7 years ago. Whilst I was out cruising I was genuinely looking at getting someone to suck my cock. As I was walking around the woods in Norfolk UK I was watching breeding porn on my phone and I was incredibly horny. I see this guy look at me and wandered off into a area undercover. I unzipped my jeans as he was there with his trousers down. My cock was already hard and dripping pre cum. Without any hesitation I asked if he wanted fucking and before I knew it he bent over and exposed his shave hole, I pushed my tip into his glorious tight hole and as I increased thrust I could feel myself about to cum. And then I shot my load deep inside his hole, I pulled out and the cum come gushing out. I pulled trousers up and never looked back
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Eric was a 20 year old college student. He was dating the local preacher’s daughter Sally. The preacher didn’t like Eric. With good reason. Eric had been in trouble with the law. But got his life together. But what he didn’t like about Eric is that he caught Eric and Sally in bed. He deflowered his little girl at least in his own mind. So Eric needed to be punished. He put a plan into action. The preacher reached out to Bob a 58 year old gay man who had sexual fantasies about Eric. One of them being hung on a cross. Then lowered it down. Then Bob could live out his fantasy of fucking the young man. The preacher got Eric to an isolated era. Slipping a sleeping pill into his water when Eric wasn’t looking. Once Eric was out. The preacher got Eric to the makeshift cross. Bob undressed Eric then tied his hands to the cross. With his legs left to hang loose. The young man woke up . Realizing he was trapped he pleaded with the preacher to let him go. “You took my daughter’s purity and innocence away from her.” The preacher said to Eric. “Since you like penis’s in butts.” “Bob here is going to put his into yours.” Bob then comes out naked. Bob was 58 gray hair with a belly. Both men carefully lower the cross. Eric tries to free himself. But due to the sleeping pill and the roofie that Bob put into the young man’s water. Eric was figurely and literally fucked. “I’ll leave you two alone.” The preacher said. Bob with a look in his eyes was finally going to have his fantasy turned into a reality. Bob was playing with Eric’s hole and dick. Even rubbing his hands on the young man’s tone body. Bob then lifted Eric’s legs over his shoulders. Slowly putting his dick into Eric’s ass. “Please don’t” Eric pleaded. By shutting him up. Bob forces a long kiss on Eric. His dick now inside Eric. He took his time. For Eric this felt like an eternity. But it was a little over an hour of fucking Eric. Bob felt himself starting to cum. “Ahhhh” Bob shouted his dick pulsing loads deep inside of Eric. Bob unties Eric’s hands. Eric tries to push Bob off of him. But his hand’s fall on the back of Bob’s shoulders. Bob and The preacher knew they couldn’t let him go. So Eric would disappear. Bob had a cabin in the woods. Nobody would dare look for him. Eric became Bob’s sex slave. Once in awhile Bob would have friends over to fuck the young man. He was now a cum dump
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Ted was a bearded man. He liked to play pool. He was 58 years old. Knew how to play and win. One night at the bar he frequented. He saw a young man. No more than 23 years old. His name was Rob. Rob was a dark hair guy. He played pool very well. Ted asked if he would want to play some pool with him. “Sure” Rob answered. “Rack them up.” Ted did that. But before he would break up. He said we should play for something. “Money?” Rob asked. “Sure” Ted said. “Plus I get to fuck you on the pool table In front of all these people.” Rob thought he was crazy. But didn’t think he was serious. Rob answered with a yes. the money was for $50. Rob was doing pretty well until he missed the four ball. After that Ted was on fire. When the game was over. Ted smiled picked up the money and said “A bet is a bet.” Rob was nervous. “You mean right now?” ”Yes” “Right now.” Ted said while getting undressed. Rob had no choice. He got undressed. Laid himself down. “You have a condom?” Rob asked. ”sure” Ted said. Lying to the young man. “Now suck my dick.” He ordered. Which Rob did. “Shit Ted said. “You suck great dick.” The patrons were watching. Some of the guys there were stroking their own dicks. Hoping for a shot at Rob. Ted took his dick out of Rob’s mouth. Ted told him to get on his back. He did immediately. A few of the men come over. Their view of Ted’s hairy ass pumping Rob with one aggressive thrust with Ted’s 6 inch hard cock deep inside the young man. “Please don’t cum inside me.” “I thought you were going to wear a condom.” Rob said. In between moans. “You asked if I would wear one.” “I never said I would.” Ted answered. “Somebody get me my pipe.” Ted stopped fucking Rob. But left his dick inside of Rob while lighting his pipe. Then began thrusting. Rob saw Ted’s face. He realized that Ted was about to cum and he was trapped. “Shit, here it cums.” Ted shouted gasping for air. Ted pulled out. These guys here. “You hustled them.” “And now they are going to make you pay.” Rob was horrified when he saw the three men he hustled In playing pool. Three overweight men who were completely naked. Started groping him and taking turns fucking him on the pool table. Once the three of them were done. A few other guys fucked the shit out of Rob too. Rob learned never to hustle if you can’t pay up when you lose.
