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Stringing Up Jake
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
My Playroom—February, 2022 Jake, the man who takes my fist with ease and likes to have his balls manhandled, suddenly had time for a play session. My calendar was freer than usual. On the last Saturday of the month he arrived with his bag of tricks… I send Jake downstairs to the playroom so I can get out of my jeans and get my boots back on upstairs in my bedroom. I go down in my robe with a fairly clean white jock holding the goods. Jake is naked. And ready. He sits on the edge of the bed. “Let me get that down my throat before you get too hard.” I pull the pouch around and let him nuzzle my balls for a moment. I am hardening quickly, so I push into his mouth. It feels great—which makes me fully hard. And that makes it tight and a little toothy. I’d rather eat his ass anyway. Jake gets in place on the fuck bench. I never tire of how men are presented on this piece of equipment. The ass is right at the perfect height and spread for maximum penetration by tongue, cock, finger, fist or toy. I go to work with my tongue first. He sighs and tells me to get him good and wet. That is easy to do as I am salivating. I really need to get my dick into him. I stand up. My cockhead brushes his wet pucker. I push—and I am in. To the hilt. I wait for the shortest moment and begin to fuck. Jake eggs me on. “Really give it to me.” I pick up the pace. In moments I am pounding into him. Over and over. The wet sound his ass is making is music to my ears. I suddenly stop, pull out and bring my wet dick to Jake’s head. He licks me clean, groaning in the back of his throat. I go back to his ass and fuck him just as hard again. I grab the egg headed dildo from the shelf by the sling. I lube and insert. His ass takes the toy easily. I like seeing his ass lips cling to the rounded tip as it stretches them. It disappears inside Jake. I stand and add my dick. I fuck first with the toy below my dick—so I can really feel the ribbed column below the egg head. Then I switch it up and have my cock under it. I feel more of his wet, clingy ass this way. I fuck for a long time—as Jake looks up into the mirror in front of us and watches me ravage his hole. The toy comes out. The speculum goes in—the stainless steel device still cool to the touch. I crank it open slowly. I finger Jake’s prostate after each small turn of the screw. Soon, it is wide enough to fuck with it in place. The stainless steel is no longer cool. It is at body temperature. I fuck him vigorously…then do a slow crank shut, letting him feel his ass canal relax. We move to the sling. I eat his ass again, relishing the change in the feel of his pucker. It makes me fuck him hard. I start some finger stretching—and then go to a large black butt plug. Jake loves when I thump my fist against the base of it as he holds it in place. More fingers—8 now, in a lateral stretch. Soon, my left hand slips into him. And then my right. Alternating. I move on to the bigger black toy—sort of a two tier butt plug. Jake takes it easily. I beat on the base of this one, too. Another round of my hands—opening and probing deeply into him. He has brought the two ball crushers. I start with the plexiglass one. He helps get his balls and cock in the right holes. Then I begin to tighten the wing nuts—slowly tightening down on his testicles. Today I seem to be able to go a little tighter than last time. I add the eggheaded dildo, into his ass before I take the picture. PIC 1 I get the crusher off and use the new toy shaped like a small fire hydrant. Jake takes it in stride. The top goes in easily. I spend a little time working the four bumps into him. And a little more with the next, wider ring at the base. He loves the complex stretches it provides. My hands do another round. A quick fuck and we break. Jake lies on the bed and gets his balls inside the lower half of the red block crusher. Then it’s back in the sling for him. I add the top and screw it down with just a light amount of pressure on his nuts. Jake wonders if I have rope to truss the whole contraption up and pull it above him. I don’t have rope—but I have chain. I rig it so it pulls his scrotum away from his body. PIC 2. I tighten it down to where he likes it. At his instruction, I grab the flesh covered dildo and beat the box. Rhythmically and loud in the tiny room. Jake’s eyes roll up into his head. He is in some special place. And now my hands find their way back into his hole… The original, with pictures, is here: From My Side of the Sling: Stringing up Jake (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) March 31, 2022 -
So been a while since I posted, had fun but nothing to write home about. But this happened to start my weekend off and really reminded me who I truely am. So this started Friday lunchtime I was working the till as the lunch rush cleared away and as it was quiet I pulled my phone out and started messaging round my mates and Grindr. Initially it looked like slim pickings and was getting myself ready to go home get warm and jerk myself with my dildo using me rough when this profile popped up, it was a basic profile with just couple of tops looking for bottom lad for fun, no age, no description and one pic of a hairy big chest. At first it was kinda bland chat, a pair of mates looking for a bottom to spit roast, promising they had poppers/condoms/lube and will look after me etc. I said I was working till late and they went silent so thought ‘Yeap couldn’t wait or got too real’ so kept messaging between customers. I was closing up when I got a couple of pings, pulling my phone out it was grindr so I opened it up and it was coupleoftops and read their messages, it was a hotel location, room number and time in two hours, I sent back what were they after and got back a fun and anything you are into. I was excited and went home quickly showering and cleaning out deep and two hours later I was outside the hotel as I sneaked in and took the lift to their floor and walked to the door, as I arrived I noticed the door was ajar so I let myself in to find an empty room and a note, ok if your up for it strip put the blindfold on and get ass up for us we will be there at 21:30 if your not here then you wimped out if you are here expect to be used. I was so turned on I striped and put the blindfold on and went on all fours ass up ready for anything. I heard the door go and the sounds of two guy enter and hum a little, “wow got an eager one at last” one said and I felt hands on me as they guided me round and I felt a cock at my lips so I opened up and let it in sucking on this cut cock feeling rough hands pull on my cock balls and nips. I was then flipped my legs pushed up and metal attached to my ankles holding me to the bed frame as others were added to my wrists, I then felt a ball gag forced between my lips and tightened behind my head and my cock was leaking to say the least, then my blindfold was taken off to show two older men probably in their late 40ies naked edging their cocks as they played rock paper scissors to work out who was fucking me first in the end it was cut guy who spat on his cock and fingered my hole a bit that’s when he said “yeah no lube and no condoms bet a little fag slut like you will love taking our dirty daddy cocks all night” I was a little scared and excited as he in one motion slammed his cock deep into my ass. I felt my hole stretch and fuck did it feel good, he wasn’t showing any mercy he pounded me into the bed hard and fast not letting up until he unloaded in me, his friend straight behind him taking my ass with his big uncut cock stretching me more as he fucked me hard. after he came he unhooked my ball gag and pushed his cock in its place “ go on you slut clean my cock get me hard again I need another go on your cunt”. It’s been a while since I last was with a Dom let alone two, and for hours they took turns on me till it was midnight and they needed a rest but they were not done no they went online and before long invited another to take over my use this guy was my age and heavy, not taking any time to pull his cock out and ram it into me “yeah take my fat cock bet you hate my fat body over you using you” he fucked me all while I was chained up and gagged and silently loving it. by the time I left that hotel it was 8am I had work in 30 minutes and I had from all three taken at least 10 loads that were still in my ass as I started my shift.
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I met David on Twitter several years ago; we both followed some interesting people with hashtags like #bbbh, #gaybdsm, #gaypiss, #gayfisting, and others. As I scrolled through who he followed, I noticed a lot of guys who were poz or chasers. So, I reached out through a direct message just to say hello. We chatted a bit and he seemed like a nice guy. We exchanged profile names for a popular website for men into BDSM. David's profile was short, "Rubber Dom seeks pigs for raunchy sex play, fisting, and fucking. HIV+ but neg friendly, raw only and I don't pull out." I checked out his galleries and saw various images of him in rubber. He was a sexy man with an evil smile and glint in his eyes. No nudes, just my imagination and I got off looking at his pictures. We continued to chat on occasion just casually learning about each other. Not once did we discuss sex or his being poz and my being neg. I figured he just wasn't into me. Couldn't hurt to have a connection in London since I go there occasionally for work. One day I posted a pic of my hungry hole to Twitter. I was in my rubber catsuit kneeling, bent forward, zipper on my ass down, slipping a finger in...David retweeted my image with a comment about a nice hole to breed. I liked his post and went to bed. The next morning, I logged into the website to a message from David. "I want to breed you and fist it deep, boy." Attached was a picture of a beautiful uncut, veiny, pierced cock. INSTANT WOOD! I immediately responded, "Yes Sir, please breed my pighole." We chatted back and forth as I lay in bed stroking thinking about him breeding me. As I shot my load, David sent me a message, "You better take a picture of you cleaning up your cum and send it to me boy." Fuck, he knew I was jerking off...I responded "Yes Sir!" "Good boy, now Sir has to wrap up His work day." I cleaned up, taking pictures and a video and sent them to him. Then I showered and went to work. We still hadn't talked about him being poz and my being neg. I decided that needed to change. I needed to see just how open he was to chasers. That night, I sent him a message along the lines of...I noticed you are HIV+ and wanted to let you know I'm HIV- but poz friendly, I'm on PrEP. I figured that would break the ice. The next morning, David had sent me a message. "Yes pig, I figured you were on PrEP seeking poz loads. I'm poz and currently on meds, so I'm undetectable."- 109 replies
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How Gay Almost Died: Losing the J-Spot and the Shrink Cock War
Guest posted a topic in Chem Sex FICTION
[Editor's note: this is romcom in three parts... ] Part One: Title Card: Chicago, October 2023 Me and Spence are doing shotguns and sniffing every inch of each other. We're on day three of our bro bonding sesh and haven't showered in four. Above: (left to right) Danny and Spencer. We've only been allowed to clean our butts and the last time we did that was yesterday. I'm squatting over his face as he licks my sweaty sac, teasing my hairy taint and hole intermittently, when he suddenly stops and tries to push me off... "C'mon move! It's coming on," he yells. "Fuuuuuck my balls are sore," I yell back. Just wait a little he says as he turns up the volume. "Da fuck cares," we were there bro. "Like I don't fucking know," he pushes me over and jams a thumb in my pig hole. "Fuuuuuuck, don't tease me..." he hands me the pipe and says to take a hit and looks at the TV. TITLE CARD ON SCREEN: “For in the end there is no us and them, no human and Other. We are them, and they are us. And all of this has happened before, and will happen again.” Battlestar Galactica “You have cum in my ass before, and you will cum in my ass again.” Plato (probably), also some rando in a Sketchy Sex video. **I fucking laugh** Voice Over: "In late August of 2022 many things long predicted will come to a head in the gay community in the United Stats of America—literally." VO of Leslie Stahl: "While the strange events unfolded no one knew exactly what was going on because everyone saw a part of a whole (the blindman and the elephant) so in tonight’s 60 Minutes Special who but Anderson Cooper in an exclusive interview with the gay ghost of Joseph Campbell (Campbell came out posthumously—hey! This is his un-lived experience ! His truth!) About how gay America nearly imploded taking the country with them before one brave Twink saved us all at the 11th hour." "And be sure to check out Todrick Hall’s new video based on his new song about last summer 'Market Darknet End of Days in the Windy City' on 60 Minutes overtime." Anderson Cooper VO: "What does Hentai, Telegram, crystal meth, Moby Dick, tentacle porn, climate change, and Chicago's Market Days have in common? besides a case of monkeypox? We uncover the answers tonight. On 60 Minutes. I look over at Spence's cute stupid face and lick the side. "I fucking love you bro," I whisper. "So fucking much." He winks at me. AC VO: "25,000 years ago on Pangea: Hunter gathering members of the species Homo big hard Erectus rode their velociraptors out at the first sign of light." TITLE CARD: FACT: Pangea was a supercontinent that existed a long time ago. Also known as uncut Earth or the uncircumcised continent. AC VO: They wandered through fields of ephedra—it was the most valuable crop to Homo big hard Erectus— their alpha cock guards led the way ready to defend as the Twinks gathered the crops. "Unbeknownst to them a great earthquake was imminent and minutes later the earth would crack open spewing volcanic ash and steam into the atmosphere. "When this earth flatulence hit the ephedra the fields were in a flash turned to the first naturally occurring crystal methamphetamine. "Clouds of meth blew across and the plain and all big hard homos inhaled lots. "I WOULDA DEFINITELY INHALED!" I yell at the screen. "You're a fucking mook," Spence says. "Shut up dummy." AC VO: "Suddenly spun, the alphas looked at the Twinks, no longer as their protectors, but as their predators. "Sexual predators. "Twinks genuflected in respect and presented to the alphas. "And thus occurred The Great Rape. "Nearly three quarters of the Twink population perished, most of child rearing age. The remainder were mpreged. "In the Great Truce of Bareback Mountain, his majesty King Alpha Alexander of Men.com was wed to Twink prince Troy of SeanCody in a pact to keep the peace and the great gay diaspora spread to all corners of the globe. "And it was a long lasting peace. "One that would last until August of 2022. FADE Flashback: the screen says August 11, 2022 We see Spence and Danny walking along Lake Michigan, tight cut off denim shorts, the straps from their jocks showing. They look like they fuck like rabbits. Danny's phone chirps. "fuuuuck yes! Get an uber bro..." "Where?" Danny pulls his wife beater out of his back pocket and shoves it in his face. "The fucking trailer dude? fuuuuccck...." It's a 45 minute drive, past Naperville and all the fancy suburbs to get there. We're out of T but there's a rumor that the guy in the trailer at the edge of the park deals so we go investigate but really just hounding for drugs and cock. We knock on his door and ask if he has any jobs that need to be done cause we'll do it for some extra cash. He asks what we're saving for and we allude to party supplies. He tells us to come in he has something that might interest us. He takes us to his bedroom and tells us he needs help setting something up cause he has some friends coming over soon for a little get together. He gets out a sling and we start setting it up and theres a knock at the door and the dudes friends start showing up and they're all fucking daddy as fuck and super fucking hot with fat bulges. I just turned 19 and Spence's 18th birthday is tomorrow. We get the sling set up and then the guys start hassling us saying it doesn't look sturdy. We don't know yet but he's seen us fooling around in for four years in a row in our fort in the woods. We say it is sturdy and he says prove it. "Get in to test that it'll stay up." We both jump up our feet perpendicular to the straps and stand on each end kinda swinging towards each other. We steady each other by holding each other's elbows. Fuck yeah one of the guys lift Danny up into it and are pulling on it pushing him back and forth to test that it'll hold. Nick the owner says, "Well fuck it looks like you know how to use on of these you done this before?" He can see my fat teen boner busting out of my shorts. "Yeah bro, it's a fucking sling... it swings... got that figured out." He hands us a bottle of Gatorade dose with G. It's the white one, fucking cum flavor, Nick thinks it's funny every time. Spencer takes a swig, "Fuuuck yeah..." Nick says, "Say how bout instead of cash you can stay for the get together we all think you'll have fun..." "Fuck you bro Nick," I say. His friend Theo looks at Nick, "wait, so are they brothers or not... they don't even look a like." "Nah bro," I say. "Why do you call everyone bro dude?" "That's my thing bro! The [banned word] Premium Experience..." Nick rolls his eyes, "No... they're boyfriends." Theo, "Tha fuck... I coulda had those other two tricks... the older one and the kid... they're real.." I fucking laugh. "Who?! Tommy and Bobby....?!" I fall over with laughter. The only thing those two junkies will do is rob you fucking old queens. They don't fuck. Tommy says that shit right until he gets the bag and then he's like Batman and you're Gordon." "nah," Nick says, "They fuck." "Yeah right" I say... Spence whispers, "Uh... no Danny they do...." "WTF???!!!" I yell. "I have the video" Nick says and that's the last thing I remember before it all goes black. [See my previous story: How I Became My Baby Brother Bobby's Little Bitch] **** When I come to, me and Spence are strung up like ducks in a Chinatown shop window, side by side, We both have WW2 gas masks on our face. I look over at Spence, "tha fuck... when did Tommy and Bobby fuck?!" When I turn my head I see the rigs set up. And notice we're both in someone else's piss stained filthy jocks. Spencer smiles at me and moans, "mmmm yeah." "We smell like piss," I sniff my pits, "But not ours. I'm confused." "Stale chem piss," Spence sing songs. "So fucking horny bro..." Our legs are up and cheeks spread and in the mirror in front of us I can see both our holes are already purple and puffy. "The fuck! These little tina dick queens have barely started." "Is there something warm leaking out of my ass bro? cause I want more." "Yeah it's leaking around the plug babe. You're gaped aF. Looks like a rhinoceros watering hole. Wait until they pull those fat suckers out... we'll be begging them to put them back in." "fuck yeah please..." Spence begs. "Nick's got that meth infused crisco... it's artisanal." I can barely say the word without laughing. One of Nick's creepy old [banned word] buddies runs up looking like he's gollum and slops huge dollops of the crisco on our holes. Spencer: "it fucking burns so good that fucking tingle sensation." "CRISCO DISCO BABY!" I yell. "Will. You. Shut. the. Fuck. Up." Nick scowls. "C'mon Uncle Nick.." Everyone turns shocked and mouthes uncle. "Hahaha... joking.... he's not my mom's brother or nothing." Nick storms out. "Hey look," I point "They're watching a movie in the other room. Wait... is that us?!" Spence: "Fuck yeah bro I can see one of them fucking you and you're body is limp and just swaying back and forth with each slam of his dick into your ass. It gets me so fucking hard." "Oh yeah," I wink and blow a kiss, "Happy birthday, babe! Bro I love the smell... it's like we're in heat." Spencer: "Yeah, all i want is for one of them to start fucking me right now while I watch the vid of them fucking you when you were passed out." "Fucccck yeah..." They start pumping the clouds into our masks and the IVs start. Spencer: "Fuck yeah gas us up get us even more spun and fucking high." So. Much. Meth. Bro. Is this heaven?" Me and Spence start squirming, we're begging for it. Spencer: "Im already so fucking horny bro I feel like my dick is on fire and I can't believe there's no fat dick in my ass it's so fucking hungry." "Bro... your hole... it's like hungry." Spencer: "Fucking starving. Is yours bro?" "No. Spence, fuck it's like that French fuck in that video!" Our favorite porn is this one with this kid and I don't even know what's going on with his hole. It's puckered but whenever a cock comes near it starts moving towards it like a mouth on a ugly blind worm. It's our favorite fucking thing. Spencer S: "Dude thats my fucking hole getting fucked and flooded.... fuck I don't remember these guys stretching me out but that must be why my ass already feels warmed up and desperate to milk some more fat uncut dad dick.." That's when the rigs kicked in.... FADE TO BLACK. END PART ONE.
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1. Finding the Line Whenever we look back on that weekend, I’ve never been able to pinpoint exactly when we crossed the line. Jesse can never decide which chemical was one chemical too far. And I’m certain that even Reese couldn’t say where the point of no return was. But I can’t deny it - we definitely crossed the line. There was definitely one drug too far, and a lot more after that. And when all the white dust settled, there was definitely no returning to how things used to be. ~~~ The weekend started in typical style, on Friday night. Jesse and Reese were fighting again. Over what, I didn’t know, since I’d got home late enough to miss the shouting match that had no doubt happened earlier. No doubt one of them or the other had slept with the wrong person or wasn’t 100% sure if there had been a condom, and the other reacted as if he would never do something so heinous. Jesse and Reese were one of those typical gay couples; too slutty for monogamy, too jealous for polyamory. When I got home, I checked the trash for broken glass, but there was nothing. It probably didn’t get physical this time, at least. But I’d been living with them long enough to recognise the signs that they’d been fighting. If they were in good moods, Jesse would be singing along to awful music as he cooked, while Reese sat on the sofa, endlessly tuning his electric guitar, headphones on and Jesse’s music thoroughly drowned out. The apartment would be smelling of garlic and something burning, and I’d immediately lock myself up in my room and try to escape Jesse’s singing. That was no easy task. We lived in a tiny apartment in a run down area of New York. Just two bedrooms, both barely big enough for one person, let alone two, plus a cramped bathroom with perpetually grimy windows. Only the front room offered any real comfort, with just enough space for a big sofa and a desk, plus a tiny kitchen tucked away in one corner. But they definitely were not in good moods. The silence that greeted me when I arrived was enough to tell me that. As I passed Reese and Jesse’s room, I heard some rustling, then found Jesse on the sofa in the front room still in his work polo, but lacking pants, only wearing underwear. Pretending to play on his phone, he scrolled endlessly down some porn filled social media feed, no doubt. He smiled at me as I entered the room, and even winked at me. That only meant one thing - this time, it was Reese that had messed up, and Jesse was the offended party. Which meant Jesse and I would be fucking as soon as we were left alone. Maybe it makes me a shitty person, but Reese and Jesse’s relationship hitting the rocks was pretty much the best thing to happen to my sex life. Whenever one of them thought they were in the right, they would celebrate their victory by ‘secretly’ fucking about with me. Neither of them would ever involve me in one of their fights, but that didn’t mean I was a No Man’s Land. Quite the opposite - I was the trump card of their relationship. One could have as much sex with me as he liked, and the other would never raise an objection, since he was doing it too. It was far from the biggest issue in their relationship, and I was more than happy with the arrangement. Even before Reese came out of their room, I had a pretty good idea of what was happening. Seeing him in his black tracksuit with a duffel bag slung over one shoulder just confirmed it. He nodded to me when he saw me, and said “I’m gonna go see the folks.” This might have been true, but it was equally possible he was going to find some barely legal to split in two. I felt a pang of jealousy - Reese had the bigger dick, and Jesse would probably want to bottom, but beggars shouldn’t be choosers. “Cool.” Was my only reply as I powered up the playstation. We caught each others eye for a moment, and I could tell he was thinking something along the same lines as me. He smirked, before turning to the desk and picking up a few things he’d be needing. Yep, some young thing was about to get ruined. Another pang of jealousy. Jesse didn’t look up from his phone, and I loaded up some old first person shooter, more for the sake of creating some noise to fill the silence than any real desire to play a game. Reese filled up his bag, zipped it shut, and rattled his keys as he scooped them up from the desk. He turned to leave, and for a moment, I thought they weren’t even going to say bye. “See you on Sunday?” Jesse asked as Reese was about to leave. He paused in the doorway for a few seconds. “Yeah.” Jesse visibly unclenched. “See ya.” And nothing more was said. He continued walking, and I heard the sound of him pissing in the bathroom, then the opening and closing - not slamming - of the front door. Jesse and I looked at each other, and he smiled at me, sadly. ~~~ It wasn’t long before things got going. I’d played two very poor rounds of Domination while Jesse watched on, before he stood up and headed to his bedroom. “I guess he actually is going to his parents.” He said on his way back in. “He didn’t take this with him, at least.” He’d lost his shirt, wearing only his light blue briefs now, and carried in a plastic tub that I knew all too well. The weed box. Cool. It was going to be a silly night. No way Jesse would do anything but bottom when stoned, but at least it wasn’t going to be a quick, shameful fuck followed by him disappearing into his room for the rest of the weekend. We traded items - I took the weed box and Jesse took the controller. We were both awful at the game, but I could at least roll a joint. I didn’t even need to watch what I was doing as I prepared it. Jesse got shot down as I took some weed from the baggie, and again as I twisted the grinder. He managed to stay alive for a while while I filled the paper with slightly stale tobacco, mostly by not going anywhere near the parts of the map where the fighting actually happened. He managed to blow himself up on his own grenade while I prepared the roach, and by the time I was sealing the joint up, he’d already given up entirely. “It’s a stupid game.” He told me. I only raised an eyebrow in response, and lit the joint. I took a short drag to test it, then a much longer one once I was sure it wouldn’t make the lightweight Jesse white out, then passed it over, taking the controller back. He slid up next to me on the sofa and brought the joint up to his lips. We didn’t speak for a while, but I saw his hand shaking as he smoked, so I put my hand on his knee and gave it a little squeeze before my game started. He smiled at me again, happier this time, and rested his head on my shoulder and a hand on my thigh, watching me play. Every now and then, he’d take a drag, or bring the joint up to my lips so that I didn’t have to wait for breaks in the game. We burnt through the joint a lot faster than we should have, and my head was spinning. Every time Jesse’s hand returned to my thigh, it was a little closer to my cock, which was slowly swelling inside my jeans. The game ended and I rolled another joint and sat it to one side, not intending to have it straight away, but Jesse had other plans. He took up the joint and lit it, taking a long drag, but he didn’t exhale. Instead, he leaned in, pushed my shaggy brown hair out of my eyes, and brought his mouth to mine. If I were a smarter, less stoned man, everything that followed might have seemed obvious and avoidable, but I was taken by surprise. He exhaled the smoke into my mouth, and I breathed it into my lungs. I’d shotgunned before, but only with Reese, not Jesse. Jesse was never normally this forward, but I wasn’t about to start complaining. We broke apart so I could exhale, and he shifted position, straddling my lap. I took him by the hips, slipping my fingers under the fabric of his briefs, and pulling him into me. His dick was rock hard against my stomach, and he began grinding into me as our mouths found each other again. I brought one hand up to the back of his neck and held him in place, and shoved my tongue into his mouth, making out with him the way I knew he liked. Breaking the kiss apart again, I found the joint and took a long drag, bringing my spare hand to Jesse’s asscheek and squeezing it hard. He moaned. “You gonna fuck me real hard?” He asked. Before I answered, I brought his mouth to mine and exhaled, letting him breathe in my smoke, then we made out a little longer. “That depends.” I answered when we came up for air. “I think we’re out of lube. That gonna be a problem?” His only answer was to start moving off me. I grabbed his underwear with both hands, yanking them down away from him as he moved. His cock sprang out so hard that it flicked a little preum onto my arm. I took a look at him standing naked in front of me. His chest, stomach, and dick were all clean shaven - clearly Reese and Jesse had made plans for this weekend, before Reese’s indisgression. Of the three of us, Jesse’s dick was the smallest, but it was still a decent six inches (Reese was the biggest at seven and a half, and I was somewhere in the middle, though mine was thickest). A very physical job made his body thin but lean. His balls were big, tight, and looked about ready to burst, and he had a sweet round bubble butt that I was all too happy to have sat on my face for hours, on nights when Jesse had been feeling more dominant. Not much chance of that tonight though. Jesse dropped to his knees and buried his face in my crotch. I ran one hand through his sandy blonde hair and held him in place while I smoked with the other. My cock was straining to escape at least my jeans, but for the moment, I ignored it. Instead, I pulled my t-shirt off over my head, and Jesse’s hands instantly shot up and found my nipples. I moaned, and held his head tighter as I grinded my denim covered dick into Jesse’s mouth. Taking my hand off his head, I slipped it between us and began to unbuckle my belt. Jesse instantly took over, and in one smooth movement, my jeans, underwear, and even my socks were whipped off, and we were both completely naked. His mouth engulfed my cock, pausing just a moment to clean off the precum that had built up at the tip, then sliding all the way down till his nose nestled into my pubes. I usually kept things smooth down there, but it had been a while since I tidied up, so there was a thin layer of dark brown hair giving my pale skin some colour. Jesse had destroyed his gag reflex years before the first time I felt him around my cock, and could deepthroat so well, you could be forgiven for thinking he didn’t actually need to breathe, so long as he had a cock in his mouth. He worked his way up and down my 7 inches the way he knew I liked, bobbing up and down so I could feel the tip of my dick slipping in and out of his throat. One of his hands found my balls and squeezed gently. The other, to my surprise, went to my ass, fingers wiggling towards my hole. This wasn’t like him at all. I took another drag and moved so that he had easier access. Instantly, he stopped sucking my dick and moved down. I felt his wet lips against my hole, and he burrowed his tongue inside. “Holy fuck, Jesse!” I practically yelled, and my cock twitched so hard it looked like it bounced off my stomach before slapping back down with a sloppy noise. I felt his hands on my thighs, pushing them up, so I lifted my legs and held the backs of my knees to give him better access. I’d never known Jesse to do anything like this before, and if his tongue didn’t feel so damn good inside me, maybe I would have had sense enough to put a stop to things there. Instead, I just moaned, and swore under my breath. No longer needing to hold my legs, Jesse’s hand found my cock and started gently pumping it as he kept eating out my ass. His other hand ran up my stomach, back to my nipple. It was a stretch, but he was clearly determined to do as much as possible. Once he started tweaking me again, I was like putty in his hands. My ass was feeling slicker and slicker as he filled it with his spit. He played with my dick just gently enough to tease me and keep it twitching. “I thought I was fucking you?” I asked, breathlessly, then instantly regretted it as his tongue slipped out of my hole and his hands left my body. I looked at him - all around his mouth shone with spit and he grinned at me. Still on his knees in front of me, he leaned forwards and pressed his dick against my ass, making me gasp. His fingers found my nipples and started twisting them. “Oh, you will be.” He said, and even in my stoned haze, I could see something dangerous in the way that he smirked. “But… You wanna have some fun, first?” “Aren’t we having fun already?” I asked. “Something more fun than this.” He leaned forwards, making his cock press right up against my hole, and kissed me gently on the lips. I let go of my legs and wrapped them around him, holding him tight against me. “Something I’ve been wanting to try for a long time.” He kissed me again, and grinded his dick against me. “Something more fun than anything you’ve done with Reese.” I raised an eyebrow. Neither of them ever acknowledged what I did with the other. “But you have to promise you’ll give it a go before I tell you what it is, okay?” He kissed me a few more times. “Is it safe?” I asked, but he just smiled at me again, and bit his lip, waiting for my answer. There was something in his eyes. I didn’t know what it was, but it made my cock twitch almost as hard as his tongue had. “... Alright. I’ll give it a try. What is it?” A thought instantly occurred to me. “You’re not fisting me. Reese already tried it and it didn’t end well.” Jesse laughed, so hard that I could feel it shake through his body. Something about that laugh made me feel more sure of myself. “Well, that’s a shame.” He told me. “But that’s not actually what I had in mind. You definitely promise?” I nodded. “Pinky swear?” He held up his little finger, and we both laughed, before I sighed and linked my pinkie around his. “Awesome.” He leaned in and kissed me once more, slipping his tongue into my mouth for a moment, before he pulled away from me. He found the joint, stuck it in my mouth and relit it for me, then stood up and headed towards his room. “Stay there, I’ll be back.” I watched his sweet little bubblebutt bounce away and decided that I’d definitely be getting my tongue inside that before the night was through. I heard him digging about in his bedroom while I puffed on the joint. There wasn’t much of it left, and a part of me was aware that Jesse had barely touched this one, but that part got quieter with each passing minute. Finally, Jesse came back into the front room, though not before going into the bathroom. His dick bounced up and down as he strided back inside and went to the desk, gesturing me to come over. I stood next to him. On the desk, he placed a mirror - the one he used to make sure the back side of his hair was as flawlessly styled as the front. On the mirror, he placed several items. An old credit card with Reese’s name on it, a pack of normal sized rizzlers, an empty can of deodorant, a straw that had been cut up into smaller pieces, and a small plastic baggie filled with some sort of white powder. My brain didn’t register what I was seeing straight away. “Jesse, what is-” Jesse spun around and forced his mouth against mine, kissing me hard. One hand grabbed my dick and squeezed as he tugged at it, while the other went round to my ass, a finger finding my hole and pressing into it. I moaned into Jesse’s mouth, and brought both my hands around him to grab his perfect asscheeks. The same part of my brain that had tracked the amount I smoked was speaking up again. Drugs. And not just weed, proper bad drugs, like cocaine or something. But my cock was rock hard in Jesse’s hand, and his ass was warm and soft under mine. He broke the kiss. “Remember, you promised to try.” He said, and smirked that dangerous smirk again. I nodded my ascent. “Watch what I do.” He let go of me and turned around. I stood right behind him, pressing my dick into his ass, which he pushed gently into me. I rested my head on his shoulder and watched, as he placed the baggie in the center of the mirror. Rolling the deodorant can over it, he crushed whatever it was into an even finer powder, then placed the can to one side. He opened up the bag and brought it to his nose, sniffing as if it were a glass of wine. He passed it under my nose and, as I sniffed, pressed his ass even harder into my dick. The smell was weird, like nothing I’d encountered before. ‘Industrial chemical’ was the only term I could think to describe it, and that didn’t fill me with confidence. But right then, all I could think about was how good my cock felt between Jesse’s cheeks. It was about to feel a lot better. Jesse upended the baggie on the mirror, tipping out the powder into a little mound. He shook the baggie, making sure to get every speck out, then placed the empty bag next to the can. Next, he took the credit card and used it to separate out a small piece of the powder, dragging it closer to the edge of the mirror nearest us. There was a crunching sound as he pressed the card down against the little pile, crushing the largest bits that the can had missed, then he separated it out into two lines. Bucking his hips against me, he got me to move back a little as he leaned forwards, taking up a straw and bringing his face close to the mirror. It would have been so easy to slip my dick inside his hole right then and there, even without lube, but I resisted the temptation. I heard a sniff, then he shot back up to standing again, with a wordless yelp. Instantly, he spun round and we were kissing again. He held my dick in one hand while grinding against me, suddenly feeling like he was moving much faster. He moaned and kissed down my neck, before pulling away again. “Fuck, that feels wild.” He said, rubbing at his nose. He stepped away and nudged me towards the mirror, holding up the straw piece. “Your turn.” I took it from him, and felt him move so that our positions were reversed. Now his dick was pressing into my ass. I looked down at the white line on the mirror, then turned to look at Jesse. He just kissed me on the cheek then nodded towards it again. I sighed. “Okay, what the hell.” And with that, I bent down, put the straw in one nostril while pinching the other closed, and snorted up the line. Toby: Jesse: Reese:
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Just a short story from a bi guy. English is not my native language and I´m no born writer: ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dan was 20 and 6" 140lb, your lean, bit slutty, bit nerdy kind of guy playing it cool, discovering his same-sex desires while keeping a girlfirend, and kind of a jerk. One of those days, when Mary would not feel like having sex and he wasn´t, yet again, very sucessful finding a girl behind Mary´s back, he yet again browsed the gay dating sites. There he stumbled across a guy, aged 35, 6", 180, average, slightly working out according to his profile, no photo attached (with which he had no problem as he wanted to play "discreet"), who was writing he and his friend want to have a fun in three, "just some drinks and we´ll see where it leads". Danny had some experience with guys, a guy once wanked and sucked him in the park, he was once with two guys his age and really liked the special attention they paid him, at the time before he found his, at times reluctant girlfriend who at times he thought must be teasing him by depraving him sex and then enjoying the extra mood he had to fuck her after the abstinence period was over and "she felt like it again". The two decided to meet that night at the guys´ place with his friend, be surprised by each others´ look, not forcing the photographs since all of them agreed on discrete approach and at 9PM, the guys seemed to be genuinely surprised when he rang their block of flats´ intercom at the ground floor. It was a bit weird for Dan, though - normally, he always managed to get the other side´s photo and refuse the meeting offer if he felt like it, making fun of some of the photographs and not replying to some of the guys he found too fat, old or weird. All of this started to get to him as he was riding the lift to the apartment of the guys on 13th floor. As the guy opened the door, he thought that he would just turn around and leave. The guy didn´t look that old, but he certainly wasn´t his type. The only thing that intrigued him was the large bulge in his jogging shorts, the guy, his friend appearing just seconds after him, seeing it, smiles forming on their faces quickly, before Dan faced them again and saw the guy´s friend was even older than Josh. "Say hello to Dan, Mitch", said Josh and Dan greeted him, somewhat uneasily, unimpressed by the guy´s face, but impressed to a degree by his huge muscular physique. If Josh was 6" 180, Mitch must have been 6" 2, or 6" 3 even and at least 200 pounds of muscle and body, very well built. Josh, seeing the potential for Dan chickening away, asked Dan to come inside to just join them just for a drink or two and see. Unbeknownst to Dan, Josh recognized in him the prick who turned him down just two years earlier for his looks, then really out of shape, now 40 pounds lighter and more muscular, not the handsomest, but still a nice man. The kid had no idea. They started with a boringly long small talk and some beer, after which Josh tried to caress with Mitch Dan on his thigh, to which Dan replied it is nice of them but he really just want to hang out and don´t see them being match in this way. Josh told the two he is going to get some more drinks while Mitch started to bullshit the kid talking how nice it is to meet him, how gorgeous he is and how nice it would have been if they could be more intimate, distracting Dan´s attention, following Josh´s plan. In the meanwhile, Josh prepared nine shots of vodka, adding just the right amount of Rohypnol in two of them, sorting them in three rows by three glasses in each. He was happy the kid didn´t remember him and he was looking to it he won´t remember this night, but will remember his lesson. End of Part I ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Let me know if you like where this is heading and you want a Part II
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Yesterday, I was looking to suck some cock , I was crusing online and found a guy that was hosting at his place. We went back and forth ,he was a little aggressive which I liked. But all I wanted was to suck some cock. It his a 30 minute drive to his place, I was in the middle of nowhere when I arrived. I pulled into yard, it was a mobile home.not really the prettiest ,grass unkept, old car in driveway. I was going to leave, but I wanted the cock . I went up to door, screen door and he shouted get in here whore. I walked in , it stunk like cigarette, he was standing there in shorts and bathroom that was open. Out of shape, stomach hanging over shorts. I wanted to leave,but saw his huge cock outlining in his shorts. He told me to undress and fold clothes neatly on floor and told me to get on my knees. Always calling me cunt, faggot, slut, whore. Made me kiss his cock through his shorts and the made me pull his shorts down with me mouth if I wanted his cock. I finally managed. He then fucked my mouth hard. Making me choke, spit all over the place. I was scared but turned on and started to stroke my hard cock. He saw this and slapped me . Hard saying he didn't say it was ok.after about 15 minutes of him fucking my throat he had another cigarette while I was made to kneel. After that he made me crawl to his bed room, made me look into a mirror and told me to jerk off and look into the mirror. I was ashamed and wasn't looking at myself and he saw that and paddled my ass. It stung like hell . I want to run out of there. He had another cigarette while I had to continue jerking off. He told me don't cum. But I was having trouble staying hard. He then laid on the bed and he told me the fun is just starting. More of me sucking his cock,then he ordered me to eat his ass. I never did that, wasn't a thing I liked. I hesitated. He smacked me and asked if I wanted the paddle. I ate his ass. After a while with that and his cock in my mouth, spit all over my face he told me to get on hands and knees. He gave me a bottle of poppers, been a while with those and told me to start inhaling. And don't stop. I was getting all dizzy, feeling good and felt the cold lube hit my ass. I don't fucknoften and when I do, it's condoms. He showed me a huge vibrator, thick, like beer can thick and told me he was going to shove it up my ass I started getting scared again ,he told me to start huffing , I was feeling horn y. Hard, now wanting it.in one motion he shoved it up my lubed ass. It fucking hurt. He called me all types of names as he fucked me with it, slapping me, yelling for me to inhale poppers .I thought I was going to pass out. I was feeling so good though. He then removed the big vibrator. I felt empty, he then stood in front of me and shoved his cock in me .told me to get it all wet. He held that bottle of poppers under my nose and told me he was going to fuck me, I wanted it, but scared. He took his cock from my mouth,slapping my face with it ,and told me to get ready. I told him condoms please. He laughed told me to inhale poppers , he got behind me ,I felt the lube hit my hole, I wanted it, I didn't want it, to late, he slipped his cock in my lubed ass. First time bareback. It felt so fucking good. He fucked me hard for about 10 minutes, I kept inhaling thosee poppers, he then pulled out, told me I'm a pig, whore, told me to kneel and he jerk ed off that big mushroom headed cock by my face. He ordered me to open my mouth. He then shot a huge load of cum all over my face, in my mouth. He then backed up, told me he was done with me and to get dressed and get out. I asked if I could wash, he told me to get out. I felt used, cum drying on my face, I drove home and started feeling disgusted with myself. My ass hurt, that dildo, his cock, the dried cum on me. I got home took a,shower. Laid on my bed and jerk ed off.I shot a load if cum like I never saw before. He sent me an email later that evening and told me he is on prep, and said I am a good slut. I can't wait to go back
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Standing at the bar I surveyed the offerings of the evening, which were pretty slim for a Friday night. Mostly old guys, not the younger twinks I was looking for. There were a couple I had already done that were desperate for a repeat, and why wouldn't they? I was a God. And I knew it. My name is Josh. I'm a prime piece of 18 (though my fake ID says otherwise) year old all American, blond haired, blue eyed fuck machine. 6'2" of smooth, tan, jock muscle with broad shoulders, hard pecs, narrow waist, washboard stomach, strong thighs, big calves, an amazing rock hard bubble butt, and the fattest 10 1/2" cock anyone would be more than grateful to worship. God damn I'm perfect. But like I said, I like those young leather twinks. Guys I can really lord my awesomeness over while I abuse and dominate them, making them beg for the mere privilege of being in my presence, and thank me while my horse cock rapes their hole like never before. However, I don't like repeats, even though they were desperate for me to take them again. Hell, everyone was desperate for me. Those old leather queens could barely keep their tongues in their mouths as they eyed my splendor, wishing I would give them the time of day. But they can look all they want, they ain't gettin! I took a fresh drink from the bartender and leaned my back against the bar, resting my elbows on the bar, sticking my chest out behind my open leather vest so they could get a good view of this perfect torso they'd never get to touch. One of the guys came up to the bar right next to me to get a drink. He was probably in his 50's, about my height. He wore a leather harness over his very hairy barrel chest. As he waited for his drink he leaned his bearded face into my ear and asked how things were going this evening. I turned my head away as I mumbled a response so he would know I wasn't interested. He just got his drink and went back to where he had been and stared at me. I just drank my drink and ordered another one. As I started my next drink, I started to feel strange, kind of light headed and dizzy. The feeling got stronger, so I figured I needed some fresh air and headed for the door. As I stumbled into the alley, I noticed the guy in the harness had followed me out. He came up to me and wrapped his arms around my chest just as everything went black. I started to come too with no idea where I was. As my foggy head started to clear the first thing I noticed was a rubber mask covering my head. It had plastic eye holes to see out and some kind of tube for breathing. I started to panic and scream and thrash around. That's when I realized I was constrained. It didn't take me long to realize I was in a sling. My arms and legs had been securely tied down so the only movement I could make was a little bit in my torso and my head as I thrashed and screamed. "Looks like my new toy is finally awake." I heard a voice say. "Now the fun can begin." I stared in horror as someone came up to my head. I could see he was holding some kind of glass pipe that he proceeded to light and inhale. The next thing I knew, my mask entirely filled with a thick, white smoke. I had no choice but to inhale it. I coughed a bit as it hit my lungs, but more and more kept comming. Quickly I felt waves ripple through my body as my heart sped up and my brain started to race. Next I noticed someone with a long, thin syringe that had no needle on it. It was filled with some kind of liquid. He proceeded to start to insert it into my ass and I started to panic again. I was a fucking top! I had never had anything in my ass before! But my feeble protests were to no avail. In it went and very soon I started to feel a kind of burning in my ass. Quickly the burning turned to desire. Fuck, my ass was wanting cock. What the hell was happening to me? I didn't have long to ponder my fate as I soon felt something hard pressing against my butthole. My cries of no did no good as I felt a hard cock slide into my virgin hole, spreading my asslips apart, ripping me open. I howeled as my rapist buried himself to the hilt and I felt his pubes grind against my flaming hole. I could hear the room erupt in cheers as this conquest was made. Dear God! How many men were here witnessing my downfall? I could hear all kinds of cameras going off as I took my first cock ever. Again I didn't have long to ponder before the man grabbed my legs and started pounding my ass as hard as he could. I just yelled and cried as I was brutally fucked by what had to be a big cock. He would pull it all the way out before slamming it back in to the hilt. I could feel it deep inside me, plundering past my prostate, opening me deep inside. Much to my shock, after about 5 minutes it started to feel different. It started to feel good. Instead of screaming I started grunting in pleasure. "Oh.......oh.......Oh........Oh." I grunted each time he buried it deep in me. After what seemed like half an hour of steady pounding the mask was removed from my head and someone held my up so I could see my rapist. It was the guy from the bar pounding me with a cock at least the same size as mine. "Look at me boy!" he ordered as he continued to ride me. "I want to see my new slaves face as I breed him for the first time!" With that, he buried himself as deep as he could and pumped me full of his hot cum. I could feel his cock pulse deep in my guts as I got my first breeding ever. When he finished, he pulled out and moved to my head. I could see his cock covered in cum, blood, and some shit. Without a word he just rammed it into my panting mouth and forced me to clean everything off of it. Then again, without a word he started to piss in my mouth. I was shocked and choked and gagged as he emptied himself straight down my throat, but I had no choice but to swallow or drown. He didn't pull out till he was empty. Leaning down into my ear he whispered,"Welcome to your new life, jockboy. You will be the nastiest slut in this city before I'm done with you." My cock hardened at his words.......
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Part 1 I started to regaine consciousness, slowly shaking the fog out of my brain, unable to immediately focus my eyes. My first realization was that my arms were stretched over my head, spread apart and strapped down. My legs were in a similar position, spread and tied. I slowly realized my chest and stomach were also strapped down and the only thing I could move was my head. Apparently I was on what I would eventually learn was a "St. Andrew's Cross" As the fog cleared I tried to yell out, only to emit a muffled scream. Something round and hard filled my mouth, preventing me from speaking. I started to panic as I realized I was totally naked and completely vulnerable. Then my eyes started to finally focus and fresh terror ripped through my heart. There, about 10 feet in front of me was Billy, my best friend since childhood. He too was naked, but in a different position from me. His head and hands were placed in wooden stocks. A leather sling was under his chest and stomach, hanging from chains connected to the ceiling, and his feet were spread wide, chained to rings in the floor. He was still unconscious, but I could see a metal contraption in his mouth, spreading it wide open. Drool ran out of his mouth forming a puddle on the floor. I tried to scream his name, but was unable too. The summer had started just as it should. Billy and I were recent high school graduates and had decided to take an exciting road trip before we went to our seperate colleges. We had been friends our whole lives, brothers really. Grade school, junior high, high school, boy scouts, sports, girls, we had been through it all together. A buddy road trip seemed the perfect way to begin our lives apart from each other. By the way, I'm Randy. I stand a nice 6'2" with a toned but slim body. I've got green eyes and curly brown hair. The kind all the girls are jealous of. I already had a full beard and some chest hair with very, hairy legs. Billy was the complete opposite. He was 5'9" with a compact muscular frame, which helped him take state in wrestling. He had blond hair, and big puppy dog brown eyes, which drove the girls crazy, and a surprisingly large 8 inch cock on his small frame, which also drove the girls crazy. I knew this cause lets face it, Billy and I had always seen each other naked. I sported a nice 7 1/2 myself. Billy still just peach fuzz on his baby face. He definitely didn't look 18. It was our 4th day on the road, and we were in the middle of bum fuck Texas on our way to New Orleans when it happened. BAM!! No more radiator. "Fucking God Damn Shit Billy!" I yelled at him from under the hood. "I told you your piece of shit car wouldn't make the trip!" "Fuck you Randy! How was I supposed to know the radiator would blow?" "Jesus, not even fucking cell reception in this God forsaken place!" I complained. "Well, nothing we can do about it but wait for someone to stop and help. I'll have my dad wire us money to get it fixed." We waited till long after the sun went down. A couple cars drove by, but noone would stop for a couple of guys in the middle of nowhere. "Well, we might as well hunker down for the night." said Billy, "someone's sure to stop tomorrow." So we climed in the car to get some sleep. The night was cold, so we snuggled for body warmth. No big deal for bros. We woke to someone banging on the windows. "Wake up boys!" yelled a deep voice. "Looks like you need old Earls help!" We jumped up and out of the car to find a large, toothless black man with a tow truck. "Fuck yea dude!" I exclaimed! "You saved our fucking asses!" "Yall's asses gonna need saving!" chuckled Earl. Before I knew what was happenening, I saw Earl jam a needle into Billys neck, instantly dropping him. I turned to run but felt Earl grab my arm as a needle was plunged into the back of my neck. Then everything went black.
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Notes: While the story itself is not true, many of the the events, people and places are. I’ve simply rearranged them into this story. Enjoy. Intro. He was skinny, a bit lanky and uncoordinated His glasses on the thicker side, a bit of acne, dirty blond hair cut short brushed forward and really not in any particular style. Greg had been picked on, teased and bullied his whole life. To a point where he constantly looked down, stayed out of people’s way, didn’t call attention to himself and buried himself in his schoolwork. He was 19 and school was done now for him so, with no friends to speak of, he found his only social interaction in online gaming. Greg was also gay, and with no real support network, Greg retreated into a spiraling descent of low self-esteem. He was a geek, a sub and corruptible, and he was 110% mine. Part 1 Being single for a while now and having been recently diagnosed as HIV+, I had gradually pulled out of the dating scene. I have a pretty good bod, and subs have always enjoyed my cock, but being 52 and poz made hooking up harder than before. So, I had started joining in on some of the online gaming communities. While I wasn’t the best player, I developed a good base of local online gaming “comrades” and we would regularly partake in long online quests together, bullshitting and talking with them sometimes all night long. But, my pervy side still needed to be satisfied, so I also occupied my time on many of the kink and bdsm sites. And one day, I saw it. On a kinky daddy/son site, I saw the same avatar as one of the members of my quest team. 19 years old, 110 lbs, 5’11”, submissive, brown hair, brown eyes, looking for something long-term unexperienced but looking for an older dominant man 40 -60, with an interest in kink. No other pictures but the avatar. Could this be a coincidence? The owner of the avatar in our quest group had a young sounding voice, and often seemed shy during the voice chats. Could it be the same person? Curious, I decided to investigate a little further. I did a Google image search on the avatar, and found no other occurrences of it except in our game forum and in the game’s subReddits The connection was there, his gamer name was Muks in the online game, and his character description was that of a sprite; skinny, young, blonde agile, and loyal to whomever oversaw the given quest. His behavior during game play was definitely passive at best preferring to follow others than to lead himself. Still curious, I logged onto the online game that we had spent so much time playing together. The rest of the team wasn’t online, but was surprised by the luck I had when I saw, Muks was. I sent him a text message through the game asking him how he was. “Bored” he replied. “Me too” I said. Feeling a bit horny and coquettish, I asked him if he’d like to go on a quest. Just the two of us. He said “Sure. Why not?” So, I lead him to place in the forest where not many players of the game would be, and told him the name of our quest would be Veritas and I would be the quest leader and that in order to succeed in the quest, I would need his complete honesty and obedience. As with all other past quests, he agreed. “Ok,” I said “we’ll start with some questions.” I decided to stay in the online texting rather than voice to encourage more anonymity and honesty. I started with easy questions to check against his profile on Daddies4bois. “How old?” I started. “19” he responded. Check. I thought to myself. “Where from?” I continued. Next town over. Another check. I asked him his real life, eye color, height, weight, and hometown. His short answers, all checked out against his profile the profile on Daddies4bois. I then decided to up the ante a bit, and told him that since I was the quest leader, he had to address me as ‘Sir’. “Yes Sir.” He responded immediately and beautifully. “Why is it you have so much time to be online?” I then asked. “I don’t have any real-life friends Sir” He replied. “Don’t you have a job?” I asked quickly. “No Sir, I don’t go out much Sir.” “What about your family? Do you live at home?” “I live with my mother Sir, my father left a long time ago Sir.” “Does she like you playing video games all day and night?” I asked, liking the fact he has no father figure. “Um, she doesn’t really care Sir.” “Why’s that?” I asked “She has some problems of her own to deal with Sir.” “I see,” I said, changing the subject back to his friends. “Why don’t you have other friends your own age to hang out with?” “I don’t really fit in Sir.” He responded. Loving where the conversation was going, I pushed on. “I don’t understand. You prefer to hang out with the older men of our quest group?” “Yes Sir!” he responded. “Why?” “Because, older men are more open, not as judgmental, don’t make fun and seem to have it more together Sir.” “Well, you’d be surprised” I said thinking back to all the wasted tweakers and flakes I’ve known. “I’ve always thought you were pretty cool, and prefer to only go on quests when you’re with us.” “Really?” he responded. “Really what? You forgot something!” I typed. “Really, Sir” he corrected himself. “Yes boy,” I typed. “But you’ve just committed 2 violations of the quest rules.” “I’m sorry Sir,” he typed. I didn’t respond, giving him time to think and a pause that needed to be filled. “I know I forgot to say ‘sir’ Sir, but what was the other violation Sir?” Perfect! I thought. “Yes, you forgot to address me as Sir, but you also questioned your quest leader said.” I explained. “Oh, I’m sorry Sir, I didn’t mean to Sir.” “Good boy, you’re catching on.” I said, and further went on to restate that I always preferred to go on quests with him, he was always obedient and loyal. “Thank you, Sir, I’ve always enjoyed our quests together too.” He responded. “Do you like this little quest?” I asked. “Yes Sir, I do.” “I do what boy?” “Yes Sir, I do Sir.” “That’s three violations boy.” “I’m sorry Sir, I won’t do it again Sir.” “You’re a good boy, but “sorry” can only be expressed through the acceptance of punishment.” I posited. “I don’t understand Sir.” “Don’t worry boy, we’ll worry about that another time.” “May I ask a question Sir?” he then typed. “Yes boy, you may. And you’re a good boy for asking permission.” “Thank you, Sir. Why do you call me ‘boy’ Sir?” “Does it bother you boy?” “No, Sir. I actually kinda like it.” “Good boy, but that’s a 4th violation.” I typed in quickly. “Yes Sir, I’m truly sorry Sir.” Now I was sure! This was definitely the same boy on the hook up site. Anxious, I needed to bring this to the next level. “Like I said we’ll deal with “sorry” another time.” “So tell me you truly like hanging out with 50 year olds…?” “Yes, Sir” he replied. “Good, because I’m 52, and would like us to go on more quests, just you and me. How do you feel about that boy?” “That would be great Sir! Do you have any we can go on, Sir?” “Yes, but they’re completely different than what you’re used to.” I typed back. “Really Sir? In what area of the game?” “They’re very different from the game we play online boy. How would you like to try some real life ‘cosplay’? if that’s what you call it these days...” “Oh, I don’t know, Sir. I don’t have any costumes, Sir”. “That’s ok boy. I do.” “Lot’s” I added. “We could have some really great adventures, you and me. Plus, they’re getting more and more popular. Why don’t you think about it a bit? I really think you’ll enjoy it and it will be much better than sitting in front of your computer screen day and night. Here’s my phone number. I have to sign off now, so, I want you to give me a call when you want to talk more and start cosplaying. Is that understood boy?” Here I stopped. I needed to leave it all in his head and not be too pushy. “Yes Sir” he responded. At that I signed out of the game. To be continued...
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Dear sir, just wondering where it would be most appropriate to discuss kink? I do enjoy watersports, but there are are kinks I'm very interested that aren't cum/status centric. Is there an appropriate place on this site for that?
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Hi! 21 y/o sub faggot bottom looking for a Missouri City/ Sugarland/ South Houston Master/ Dom to use and abuse me and whore me out to their friends! HMU for further detail or if you’re interested!
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Hampstead Heath early evening sweltering day lightweight shorts commando singlet so hot. Plenty of guys cruising few familiar faces found a log squatted drank water heard trees rustle went to look 3 guys are hard at it shorts on ankles. One guys arms tied around a tree other 2 taking turns barebacking him. I continued thru trees saw 3 guys naked clearly buddies beckoned me over in their late 50’s early 60’s next thing my shorts are pulled off I’m giving 2 of them head they had PA’s. The 3rd is rimming me his tongue full of saliva really deep inside my butt my pucker is clenching writhing with glee. He then puts a saliva wet finger in slowly stroking my prostrate I gasp follows with two in same slow stroking of my prostrate my mancunt is writhing squeezing them in me saying more, more a third follows he then withdraws. Do you wanna be used boy from other 2 who start dirty talk my mouth full of cock I frantically nod. The guy pulled his shaft out of my mouth said they shared a flat close by we dressed. I was offered a beer we sat chatted about what we were into all on PreP regular STD checks they’d had Cialis (type of viagra) works fast about an hr or so gave me one. One returned from a room had huge ringed nipples wore studded metal jock held a body harness, cock ring, I put ‘em on the other 2 went came back in Leather they had the PA’s large thick cock rings( one had huge hung balls) nipple studs bar vests. Next am in a playroom had everything from cage, fuck hoarse even stocks shelves loads of toys manacles, spreader bars next wrist ankle cuffs fitted I’m in a sling arms & legs up wide apart mirrored ceiling and walls cameras hooks my cock was rock hard they then sprayed it and theirs to stay so. One says “this boy is my cum those are theirs” they all held small bottles my hole was loobed with it so was his shaft slid easily into my hungry mancunt slowly thrust in/out then heavily pounded me I was in heaven squeezing his shaft working it with him his balls slapping my ass another was fitting chain tit clamps on me a cock entered my mouth I could taste the sweet cum sucked it like mad cleaning swallowing he squealed with joy. One guy said call me Sir another said I’m Boss obediently replied OH YES. The guy shafting me was really power pounding me “you like that boy yes yes”. Sir was btwn his legs filming his cock in and out of my mancunt cld see it in the mirror then one after the other they loobed their cocks with their cum fucked me another filming then their cocks sliding over my tongue deep into my throat to clean suck off cum I couldn’t get enough. 3rd guy came over unhooked my arms/legs removed my harness lifted me over his shldr slapped my cheeks hard next my front was over the Lthr fck horse legs spread, arm cuffs hooked to sides. I could see all in the side mirror A “SLUT” paddle in his hand saw it in mirror want a glowing butt boy PLEASE then thwack b4 long my ass cheeks glowed! He tied a cord hanging from ceiling round my balls and cock hauled ‘em up as his PA’d cock slid over my tongue to back of my throat he thrust it in and out “enjoy it boy” I delightedly complied. Other 2 came over unhooked me am on the Lthr bed ass in the air elbows down my cum loobed mancunt welcomed a funnel a bottle poured cum in minutes later am being dble fkd guy laying on bed me on top he’s thrusting my hips back/forth their cocks the PA sending my hole and prostrate into ecstasy one standing gasps ejaculates loads of cum in me I felt it his cock up and down like a yo yo pulls out my pucker felt within seconds the other guy entering his PA hit me he power plows me seems for ages I moan with pleasure the guy on bed shouts shoots load of cum in me so many ejaculations. It loobs up the other ones PA cock that is hammering me faster he sure can fuck my prostate causes me to gasp with glee & shouting more more eventually he cried out my mancunt savoured every drop of his cum . I’d had my days creampies! One by one my tongue cleans their dicks of cum then on my knees again elbows down ass in air they each felch me after their tongues in my mouth we snowball I swallow. My rock hard cock is given head I come Boss’s tongue then empties the cum in my mancunt. We collapsed on the bed, Would I like to stay? YES PLEASE. In Lounge they poured drinks 2 tops one vers’ and me 100% sub slut btm. They were into amazing kinks liked to have an oiled up orgy use toys speculums you name it seemed they did it. Not brown blood or serious pain. I told them had over the years had fun in sex Clubs used in Berlin, France mostly USA BDSM where anything goes. I so regretted not going to PlayPit in London as nobody cared about your body it was what you did with it. I have a bit of a tum. They all went there said it was the sluttiest kinkiest BB sex place. PreP regular STD checks we agreed made sex great. Couldn’t wait for next day! To be continued………
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My second last visit to Boss due to Covid
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continued from previous session with Boss see below ………. 4 of us sat chilled with a drink after 1/2hr they left 4am. We hit the sack I woke to Boss shaking me it was noon he hadn’t been up long said my mble was beeping. I got dressed went into Kitchen he was pouring coffee grabbed phone it was Sis’ she had a problem how soon could I go round. I texted left shortly. Boss said he’d call me. Next day BOSS was my weekend free to stay get their Fri 8pm. I’d get a huge surprise my heart jumped, Yes BOSS he’d confirm time etc., He knew toys gear I had gave me list to arrive in Leather chaps, bar vest leave off my harness I’ll wear his one piece all chain body harness has no pouch chain goes from chest around waist then a V for ass & crotch. Put on steel cock ring with small ring atop he gave me. I must buy a 100ml clear bottle with nozzle jack off much as possible freezing my cum start deep clean outs 2 days before. Be smooth from neck down. Take the Cialis (Viagra) I gave you 2 hours before leaving. I complied thawed cum bottle was nearly full arrived wearing my leather 501 style jeans commando, chaps. the steel cock ring small ring atop, boots, sleeveless short leather top, bar vest. BOSS opened door he was in Leather chaps studded jock, knee boots. I followed him in there were 3 other tall leather guys all over 60 2 muscular in leather gear. They recently arrived full beer glasses I had a beer must refer to them as SIR when beers finished the 3 disappeared. BOSS asked for my cum bottle said I’m in for a new time do as your told. He then ordered me strip put on the chain harness. BOSS fitted chained tit clamps to my nipples third chain attached to small ring atop my cock ring. I was lead into the Playroom as b4 mirrored left hand also facing walls ceiling too many ceiling cameras 2 videos on tripods cage move to back wall, stocks now horizontal to left mirrored wall, sling, leather sheeted bed, BDSM spanking chair all lined up in front of facing mirrored wall. SIRS were they're all in harnesses and open crotch jocks cock rings one had huge low hung balls 2 rings under his cut cock head with ball weight parachute others PA’s each had lube bottles assumed full of their cum. They were drinking beers many opened bottles. They all sprayed their shafts & mine with a staying hard spray we weren’t cumming fast! Next am on the bed ass in the air BOSS my manhole he loobed up with my cum A SIR shouts on your knees head down raise your manhole in the air ordered higher a funnel is inserted in my hole he inserts bottle nozzle empties in loads of my cum. 3’ wide leg iron fitted I was put into the stocks its holes were leather cushion padded Told am to be gang banged my but clenched WOW couldn’t wait heart pounding cock throbbing. BOSS inserted his thick cut large headed cock into me my hole I clenched and released as it slid over my prostrate my butt cheeks writhing from the pleasure I could see all in the side wall mirror fucked me slowly for 5 mins then I gave him Head sucking cleaning off cum whilst a Sir was shafting me one by one Boss and my Sirs were following this 5 or so minutes each routine loobing me with their cum smacking my cheeks now glowing feeling v warm me gasping with pleasure and watching all in mirror then my mouth tongue throat gagging for more of me giving them head cleaning their shafts swallowing cum. Whilst being fucked each time one laid on floor under the stock filming. This carried on for a loooong time, seemed for ever my butt cheeks were writhing. When they Stopped wiped their shafts resprayed them with Stay Power mine too we were in for a long session. A SIR loudly “boy your manhole will be opened like never before” I was ecstatic my cock throbbing/jumping what was to follow? My wrist & ankles - cuffs fitted I was in the sling my ass pulled over its edge with leather cushion under small of my back so butt protruding well over it. Legs high wide apart hooked to chains a SIR with his cum loobed small Dildo twisted it in circular movements opening me “ you want this ? Yes Sir. BOSS was pulling on my tit clamp chain it pulled up my cock sent ecstasy thru’ me. Then each SIr inserted one larger same motion followed by another Sir his much longer narrower getting wider like a cone each time lubed with their cum BOSS then inserted a larger dildo I could see in ceiling mirror was inflatable pumping it slowly I can feel every stretch my prostrate in ecstasy then pumped faster it was better than any fist fuck I’d had. He then fucked me with it his cum loobing it. Poppers were thrust under my nostrils I inhaled with glee. SIR with dildo Jock had fitted in it biggest dildo ever like an arm he fist fucked me. They all took it in turns fucking me the SIR having large low hung balls smacking against my butt after they ejaculated Feltching their cum out for me to swallow. The whole session they took it in turns laying on floor with camera between others legs filming it. BOSS took my pre cum cock n his mouth gave me head drained all cum from me then kissed me he swallowed it. They released me from the sling we drank beers they’d had many I didn’t want it to end. Surprise the biggest muscled SIR picked me up over his shoulder smacked my Butt cheek they followed thru’ a door off the playroom it was a wet room i was laid on my back sideways to a mirrored wall. My harness tit clamps removed. SIR grabbed my ankles pulled ‘em over my head to the floor BOSS supported my vertical back with his legs. Another SIR had the camera. My manhole welcomed a large lubed Funnel two SIRS pissed in it joined by Boss.. It was overflowing on me bliss. They removed the Funnel demanded I push hard result created a high Piss fountain I was picked up ordered to shower join them. A douche attachment was with Shower. I got dressed jeans T shirt joined them coffee and Cognac was waiting. We exchanged names they were fun great company we all much agreed how PreP, Viagra, STD checks had greatly transformed the pleasure of gay BDSM sex. Boss said he would get the camera cards create DVD’s for us all personal use only never share or online. They had known each other for decades as with Boss’s other mates the bond of trust between ‘em was incredible. I was woken next morning by Boss kissing my neck saying his balls were full I needed to feel him filling me his moist shaft pressing on my sphincter for it to open I obliged also having a stiffy. Following week he dropped off the DVD was away till Feb we’d get together again Then Covid19 we stay in touch I can’t wait for another sleazy session. 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This is my first ever attempt at writing. I hope I've set the stage for more. If you like it please let me know. It all started 12 years ago. I met Him online in one of those chat sites called IRC. We messaged each other quite regularly for 10 years moving around to various cruising websites and apps. Him calling me a fag and telling me everything He would do to me. I was instructed to call Him BEAST. BEAST is 5'7" of solid tattooed muscle who smokes cigars and chews tobacco. He is always in leather and on the prowl for new recruits. His cock is 10 inches and fat. He has a 00 gauge PA, a frenum that encircles His head, and a ladder made up of 12 more barbells. I am 6'1", shaved head, tattooed, pierced, with a stocky build. I often get mistaken for a top but I'm a pig bottom. I've been with my partner for more than 20 years. We were monogamous for the first 16 years of our relationship. When we decided to open our relationship to others, we agreed to go on PrEP. We both know I'm a cumpig and I wasn't going to get fucked with a rubber. I let BEAST know we had opened our relationship and He said that didn't surprise Him. That fags like me need to be used regularly. BEAST had me start repeating to myself "my holes belong to men...they are there for their pleasure" everynight 50 times before I went to sleep. A few months later, I had to go out of town for business. I messaged BEAST to let Him know I would be in His state...hoping He would come use me. I didn't know if He would or what would happen. Three days after I messaged Him, I got a message. He instructed me to book a room at a seedy dive on the south of town. So, I went online to find this place and the rooms were only $39 a night. This place was there for one reason...people to get laid. As the trip got closer, BEAST sent me instructions. I was to buy a jock and wear it every day for two weeks. When I pissed, it was to go through the jock. I was told to cum every day into the jock. I was to buy a chalice and find a ritual for U/us to recite.
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This aggressive top guy at a local university wants to rough brush my hole. I’m into the idea cause he is so aggressive/masc/tatted etc. But he told me “it will be brutal” if I let him. And I’ll be restrained. anyone have experience with this? How bad is it?
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They were a perfect match, Benji and Brodi. The Baxter twins. Most identical twins try to differentiate themselves from each other, but not Benji and Brodi. They both had light red hair cut straight just above their bright sky blue eyes. Button noses perched above full, pink, pouty lips that created dimples when they smiled. And their skin was a creamy smooth paleness that covered their petite, slender, 5'7" frames. I had spent many times over the last couple of years jerking off while secretly watching the boys next door. This summer would be different. The boys were 18 now and had just graduated from high school. Just ripe for the picking. Their parents had left for the summer on an extended European vacation, leaving the twins home alone. And you know the trouble teenage boys can get into when left alone. And I was more than willing to help. My name is Dax. I'm a youthful 45 with thick, dark hair, brown eyes, and plenty of hair covering my muscular, 6' frame. Perfect Daddy material. My crowning glory was my thick, 8 inch cock with a bulbous head and huge veins running up and down it. It looked like an angry monster when hard. Perfect to breed some sweet boy ass. I didn't waste time starting my plan in motion. It started simply enough. First by inviting the boys over for beers and a movie one night, which they readily accepted. What boy wouldn't want to drink like a man? I made sure not to run the air condition so the house was a little warm, and I was just in my underwear. I also made sure to wear a pair of boxers that would gape open "accidentally" while we were chillin. After the first beer the boys shed their shirts and just sat around in their shorts while we watched an Adam Sandler movie. I had to try not to get erect staring at their smooth chests with large, pink nipples. After all, I didn't want to rush too fast and scare them off. I wanted them to trust me before I changed their world forever. A couple nights later we had movie night again. This time I wore a pair of white boxer breifs that outlined my cock perfectly. The boys took off their shirts right away and settled down with their "cool" neighbor with beer in hand. That night we watched a movie with lots of nudity and sex, and I started to up the ante and brought out my bong. "Wanna get stoned boy's?" I casually asked. "Fuck yea!" exclaimed Brodi. He was the more alpha of the two. "You are the coolest, dude!" I packed a nice fat bowl and we passed it around. As soon as it was gone, I packed another one. The weed and more beer had the boys loose and giggly. We got the munchies and pigged out on pizza and junk food while we put in another movie and bullshitted. Of course it didn't take long for the conversation to turn to sex. They already knew I was gay, and that didn't bother them. Kids these days aren't as freaked out by it, they all know gay people. I learned more about them that night. Neither of them were virgins, but had only each fucked one girl. The interesting thing was they lost their virginity together, in the same room, at the same time. It made me wonder what else the boys had done together. We smoked more weed and we were all as high as fuck. The boys started asking me all kinds of questions about gay sex. What was it like to suck a cock, or fuck an ass, or take it up the ass. I answered all their questions honestly, thinking how easy this would eventually be. All the talk about sex made the boys get hardons that they tried to discreetly adjust in their shorts. I decided to move just a little quicker than planned. Standing up, my own hard cock clearly outlined in my breifs, I popped in a porno. I made sure it was a bi porn for the first time. And I passed the bong around again. The boy's eyes were glued to the movie and they gently rubbed their groins. I just took my hard cock out and started jacking it. "Don't be shy boys. I don't know about you, but pot gets me fuckin horny! You don't have to be embarrassed about jerking off. It's natural, we all do it." "We're not embarrassed," said Brodi, pulling out his dick, "we jack off all the time. Kind of hard to hide when you share a room." Benji's eyes were just glued to my throbbing cock as he pulled his own dick out, not saying a word. Brodi's eyes were glued to the hot action on the screen. I was amazed how quickly I got these two sexy boys to pull out their teen cocks. And such pretty cocks, identical to each other, just like the rest of them. They were uncircumcised, about 6 inches, and leaked lots of precum. So sexy! I decided to push things further. "Have you ever jacked each other off?" I asked. "Yea," Brodi answered. "Its awesome to have another hand on your dick." "Yea it is," I said, "have you had a blowjob?" "No," said Brodi, "those chicks wouldn't suck us." "Pity," I said, lust taking over my mind, "they don't know what they're missing!" With that said, I bent down and engulfed Benji's cock, since he was next to me. He just gasped in surprise and pleasure as I expertly deep throated him. I furiously sucked him in and out, using all my best tricks, and very soon he erupted in my mouth, feeding me a big load of 18 year old cum. As Benji layed there in a state of extasy, I quickly dove on his brothers cock. Brodi was of course expecting this, and grabbed the back of my head, pumping his dick down my throat. "Oh fuck! That feels so fucking good dude! Oh my God! That's so much better than those chicks we fucked!" He too was soon pumping a hot load down my throat, mixing his twins sperm down in my belly. I pulled off and sat back, furiously jerking my own cock. Just as I was about to cum, I got the surprise of the night as Benji just leaned over and took my cock in his mouth. Oh god it was so sweet feeding that boy my load, and he did his best to swallow it down like I did. His brother just watched in amazement as Benji ate my cum. As we lay in a post orgasm haze, I half expected the boys to leave in embarrassment. But they just stayed, their spent dick hanging limp. I passed another bowl around, knowing our next meeting would be their true turning point.
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I have submitted several fiction stories here at BZ. I thought maybe some guys would enjoy some true stories from my life. When I was 26 I lived in a big city and had a part-time Master for 7 months until he moved away due to work. He wanted me to move with him, but I wasn't ready to commit to being a full time slave. Part of me wishes I had, cause I've never met anyone else like him or had such a fufilling sex life. But at least I have some wonderful memories. He introduced me to many new things and fulfilled many fantasies. This first story is when we met. It was my birthday weekend and I had taken Monday off so I could have a nice long weekend of drinking, smoking pot, and hopefully having sex. I got laid alot in those days cause I was boyishly cute and slender, (I still am) and had already gotten laid Friday night. Good sex, nice guy, but pretty vanilla. So now it was Saturday and I was in a leather bar searching for something more exciting. I loved older leather daddies, (still do) and usually could score. I was dressed pretty much like everyone else. Levi 501's, white t-shirt, black biker jacket and boots. I was casually making the rounds, checking out some hot men, when I noticed one checking me out. He was definitely sexy. Shaved, bald head, big, bushy mustache, wearing tight jeans that showed a nice bulge, and a leather vest that revealed a very, hairy chest and arms. Yum! I raised my glass and nodded a hello as I casually past him. He reached out and gropped my crotch as I went by. I smiled and nodded my head toward the back patio. I went out back and leaned against a wall, lighting a cigarette. In no time I saw him walk through the door and over to me. "How's it goin tonight boy?" he asked leaning against the wall next to me, lighting his own cigarette. He was a couple inches taller than my 5'11" with a little bit of a belly. Again, yum! "Fine Sir, it's my birthday weekend," I replied, "and how is your night?" "Better now that I've cornered a cute boy." I blushed at his comment. "You flatter me Sir. I'm sure a sexy man such as yourself has no problem attracting the boys." "Not often ones as cute as you. Boys like you are usually at the twink bar." "Well I have more than one side to me, Sir." I demured. "Do tell." he said placing his hand on my ass, rubbing it. "Has anyone given you your birthday spankings yet boy?" "Not yet, Sir. Play your cards right and it may be you." I said cheekily. "Mmmm, a boy with a little spunk in him. I like that." "I bet you do, Sir, in more ways than one." "Play YOUR cards right boy, and maybe you will have my spunk in you." he whispered in my ear as he slid his hand down the back of my pants. My dick strained in my jeans. "Oh, and whats this?" he asked as his finger tried to find my hole. "A plug Sir." I replied as he pushed it a little deeper in me, causing me to moan a little. "A boy who prepares..very nice." We spent at least an hour on the patio, drinking, talking, smoking a joint. He was actually a very nice man. His name was Frank, he was 49, and worked in computers. He said he had seen me around a few times and had really wanted to meet me. He gave me money and had me fetch us beers a couple times. Eventually we both had to piss. As we stood side by side at the trough style urinal, he gave me my first test. "Take my cock out boy, and hold it while I piss!" I did as I was told, as I was WAY into this man. There was no way I'd screw it up! He started pissing a strong stream. "Take my piss in your hand and rub it on your shirt!" I did as instructed. "Again boy!" Again I did. 5 times he had me do this so the front of my shirt was wet with his piss. Then he took his empty beer glass and filled it with the last of his piss. After he allowed me to piss, we returned to the patio, him with a fresh beer, me with his recycled beer. Obviously I didn't need to be told I had to drink it. I was no stranger to piss, but this didn't taste quite like regular beer piss. After some more chat and our drinks were gone, Sir declared, "All right boy, time to quit this bullshit and get down to business." With that, he popped the buttons on my fly and fished out my cock. He wrapped his fingers around the base, lightly squeezing my cock and balls in his hand, and proceeded to lead me through the bar and out the door. Men grinned their approval as Sir led his claimed boy through the crowd, some congratulating him. His apartment happened to only be a few blocks from the bar, and he never let go of my genitals the entire walk, even as he led me into his building. Once we were inside his apartment, he pushed me against the door and started kissing me, deep and hard, grinding his mustache into my face, raping my mouth with his tongue. He pulled off my coat and ripped off my t-shirt as he frantically kissed me. He pushed my jeans down then ordered me to take off my boots and jeans. In no time flat, I was naked, while he remained clothed. "In the future boy, you will ALWAYS be naked in my home." The future? He was pretty confident I'd be back. But if the night finished as good as it started, I knew I'd be back! He pushed me toward the sofa which I took as an invitation to sit. "No boy! On the floor!" I didn't question him and sat on the rug as he went into the bedroom, returning with a mirror that had something on it. He set it on the coffee table and took a razor blade, chopping up some lines. "You ever had crystal before boy?" he asked". "No Sir," I replied, suddenly nervous and excited. The night had just taken a very unexpected turn. I knew what it was, but had never encountered it before. I had done lots of other drugs but not that. "You'll like it boy. And since you don't work till Tuesday, you'll be fine. The rest of this weekend will be my birthday present to you." he said, handing me a little straw. "Two fat lines, one for each nostril." I eagerly snorted the lines, secretly thrilled by this new adventure. My nose and throat burned as the powder entered my membranes. Before long I felt a new, heightened sensation of awareness. My heart beat faster and my whole body tingled, especially my plugged asshole which felt a horniness like never before. Sir went back into the bedroom and returned with some leather items. Quickly he had a collar and wrist and ankle restraints on me. Then he attached a cock and ball harness on me as tight as he could get it. "That's how I like my boy dressed!" said Sir. "Now suck my cock boy!" he ordered, pulling it through the fly in his jeans. I crawled to him and opened my mouth, taking his soft cock into my hungry mouth. For the first time I noticed a thick, chrome cockring around his base. As I sucked him like a starving Ethiopian, his cock grew harder and harder until it reached it's full, hard 8 inches. I pulled off to admire it's beauty. It was extremely veiny with a fat mushroom head. It was a very commanding looking dick. The type a Master should have. Sir held some poppers under my nose and told me to breath deep. He did three hits under each nostril till I was flying high. Then he grabbed my head and forced it back onto his throbbing cock. He pushed my head down, forcing the fat head down my throat, choking me and gagging me. I was in heaven. "That's a good piggy!" he complimented me. "Take my cock! Choke on it bitch! I knew you would be a great boy!" I beamed with pride as I relaxed my throat and swallowed my new Master to the base. He kept up the throat fuck for at least 10 minutes before he pulled out. I panted for air after he exited. "Open your mouth boy!" he ordered me. "Open wide!" I kneeled in front of him as he spit several times into my mouth. "Swallow boy! Then follow me on your hands and knees!" We went into the bedroom where he had a homemade bondage bed. It was black wood, with four tall beams and two by fours around the top, like a perverted canopy bed. Rings and drilled holes were all over it, and I didn't have to guess their purposes. "Made it myself." he proudly said. "Now, face down, legs off the end!" Soon he had me on my stomach, arms stretched and tied down, ankles spread and tied. I just lay there and shook at the excitement of being restrained and high, vulnerable to this sexy man. He pulled out my plug and fingered my hungry hole. I quickly felt a burning inside. "That's a little bootie bump for you boy. Now for a bigger plug." I moaned like a whore as he worked the larger plug inside me, my horny hole sucking it in. "Oh yea!" said Sir. "You've got a hungry little slave cunt there. We'll have to try our best to satisfy it!" "Yessss Sirrrr!" I moaned. "Make me your little slave whore!" I begged as he tied a popper soaked rag over my nose. "I will boy. Don't you worry about that! But first, those birthday spankings!" With that, I felt the first smack of a paddle. I jumped from the shock of it. But it felt so good. 25 more followed and my ass felt like it was on fire while my head spun from the pain and the pleasure and the drugs. "That's such a pretty bright red ass, slave boy. I love to fuck a red hot ass!" With that Sir pulled the plug out and rammed his fat, veiny cock deep in me. I screamed in extasy as he buried himself in me too the hilt. "Oh yea boy! Take your Masters cock! Your MY little slut now! I'm gonna fuck you so much this weekend you won't be able to walk on Tuesday! Damn thats a hot, fuckin slave hole you have boy!" "God yes Sir. Fuck your boy! I wanna be your personal whore! God you feel so good!" And fuck me he did! Fucked me like i had NEVER been fucked before. It had to be at least 45 minutes he pounded my hole. He untied me and we switched positions a couple of times. The final position was on my back with Sir pressing my knees into my shoulders so he could get that fat, mushroom headed cock as deep as possible in me, battering my prostate while my tina soft dick leaked fluid and I babbled gibberish. Sir spit on my face and into my mouth as he pushed his full weight down on me. "Fuck boy!! Here I cum! You ready for your Masters cum? Are you ready for me to breed my new slave boy?" "God yes Sir!" I panted. "Give it to me Sir! Make me your cumdump Sir!" Sir planted his mouth on mine and sucked and bit my tongue as he shook and shuddered, violently shooting his cannon deep inside me, flooding my guts. He collapsed on me while our sweaty bodies both recovered from the most mind blowing sex I had ever experienced. After a few minutes he slowly pulled his spent cock from my wet hole and replaced it with the plug. "Do you really want to be my boy? My slave? My slut? My whore?" he asked. "Yes Sir." I replied. "I would be honoured." "Good." he said kissing me. "Cause your birthday weekend isn't over."
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