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Starkland Building

a6uldeve84u posted a topic in Chem Sex FICTION

Part 1 There is much to be said for some old things. There is an old building named Starkland Building that was built in the 1930’s. It was built to provide business offices for very small to moderately sized companies. It was a rare building because throughout the years management always seemed to keep ahead of trends always remodeling, upgrading, and improving the building and services. It was built on the corner of two major streets which added to the desirability of its location. Last, the first floor was reserved for shops to bring in customers with the upper fifteen floors reserved for those businesses that needed office space. On floors six and twelve, were huge public rest rooms. The top two floors were exclusive offices that had private rest rooms. The men’s rest room on floor six was a spacious place and identical to the one on floor twelve. Going in the hall door, one was met with six lavatories on each side of what would be best described as a vestibule of sorts. Walking to the end of this line of lavatories, there were two steps up to another floor. The construction of this building allowed for all pipes from the rest rooms to be in a crawl space so that they did not extend into the office spaces on the floor below. It made servicing the pipes a bit easier in some ways. To the right at the top of these two steps was a set of five stalls containing commodes. Turning to the left and going through a door arch was an “arcade” that was lined on either side by urinals. Turning to the right and walking on led to two more “arcades” that were lined on either side by stalls with commodes. Finally, going up two additional steps at the very back of this walkway, there was another single bank of stalls containing commodes. I read on an internet site that the sixth floor rest room was a cruising area on a Saturday morning. I considered the source but filed away the information until a few weeks later when I woke early one Saturday morning and decided to make a visit. I prepped myself and arrived around 9:30. I entered the elevator and got off at the sixth floor. Not knowing where the rest room was, I walked down one of the halls. I found that the building had a hall that went not down a central corridor but in an oval. Of course, I had gone the wrong way but finally arrived at the men’s rest room in a few minutes. I opened the door and went in. I walked slowly through the entire place noting the location of everything that I previously described. Knowing cruising protocol and likely area of cruising, I entered the last stall in the last row of stalls. This was the raised group of five that had no stalls on the opposing side. I let my shorts drop over my feet as I sat down. I set my bottle of lube on the paper dispenser after having lubed my ass and waited. As I sat and waited, I went through all the usual thoughts of exploring a “new” cruise site: Was it really a cruise site? Was I there at the correct time? Correct location? Was it known to the local police? Would there be any traffic? Would I get my ass fucked as I was hoping? How long was I willing to wait to see if there would be anyone else that would be here? I ran through these thoughts and others when I heard what I thought was the front door opening and closing. (The sound of the door opening and closing when I entered was enough to be heard two states over I thought.) Footsteps were now approaching. Then, I heard them stop and a stall door close and latch. Once more the hall door opened and closed. I heard no footsteps though until finally what sounded like rubber soled shoes coming up the two steps. I heard the steps approach my stall, stop momentarily, and then enter the stall next to me. I watched the shadow as my neighbor closed and latched his stall door. My neighbor then lowered what appeared to be sweat pants and sat down. We sat there until I heard a shuffling in the next stall. I leaned to my left attempting to see what I could either in fact or by shadow. It was unmistakable that he was removing his sweat pants. He must have hung them on the back of his door. Now, his legs stretched out fully in front of him and spread wide. The only possible reason would be that he was. . . . I left my neighbor to himself for several minutes until once more I heard him moving about. I bent down to my left once more looking beneath the partition. He had pulled his feet back to a seated position. I reached down to my shorts and removed them placing them between the commode and the wall. I uncapped my small lube bottle, stepped forward, and unlatched my stall door. The door swung open about an inch or so. I stepped back facing the back wall of the stall spreading my feet apart so that at least my left foot now was easily visible beneath the wall between us. I stood there and waited. I heard my neighbor moving about and then silence. I checked my ass, and it was still lubed. Then, the slight sound of my neighbor’s stall door being carefully and slowly unlatched caught my ear. I bent over slightly. I waited what seemed like hours but was only moments I’m sure. My ass sensed a light touch to it. I bent slightly more. A hand moved closer to my ass hole as it rubbed my cheeks. As the hand reached my crack, it lifted away from my cheek. I felt a left hand take hold of my left cheek pulling gently. As it did so, I felt a finger rubbing on my hole finally inserting itself slowly into my hole. Slow progress was made as this unknown finger went further and further inside me. It was no doubt testing for the presence of lube. Finding my ass lubed, he withdrew his finger and released my left cheek. I waited for sounds but heard none. I contemplated turning around but instead opted to look beneath my arm pit. I discovered that he had picked up my lube bottle and was now lubing the front half of his dick. His dick was about 7 inches long and cut. It was a moderately thick one but looked to be flattened with a broad head. Shortly, I felt his fingers now being wiped around my ass hole adding to the lube there. Then, I felt the head of this dick pressing into my hole. The pressure mounted until at last my sphincter popped open allowing entry. I sighed lightly assenting to the entry. This cock slid further into me with little resistance until half way when the lube on the dick ended. Though no direct lube coated this dick, it did not stop but was merely slowed in its ever forward movement until at last the pelvic area of this unknown man began pushing into my ass cheeks. He halted and held fast. “Fuck, yeah, man,” I quietly heard from behind me. This unknown dick was now withdrawn slowly until the head popped out of my ass. It was immediately though pushed back to the entrance and once more continued increasing pressure until my ass opened once more. Full length this stranger pushed his dick once more into me. He continued this pattern for six or seven passes with each getting a little faster. “Oh, fuck,” I heard him say as he increased his tempo of fucking. He had grabbed my hips when he had begun his first journey into my ass. Now, he held them tighter as he increased his fucking pace. I put my hands out to the back wall and the wall between the stalls to try and steady myself. More and more he fucked me sliding his dick full length into and out of my ass but leaving now always at least the head of his dick in me. “Fucking, yeah, man. You want it in you?” I heard as his fucking had increased to its fastest. I responded with, “Yes; in me.” Nothing else needed to be said. He increased his fucking holding tighter still to my hips. His tempo was now such that with each insertion his balls had begun to slap up against my lower ass cheeks as his pelvis area slapped into my upper ass cheeks. This man was on a mission that was about to be fulfilled. Faster he fucked giving himself that glorious exhilarating stimulation that is found only by a man’s dick shoved into another man’s ass pounding the ass as the nerve endings in the dick send the message to the brain and balls that the time for the finale is at hand. As my unknown fucker fucked harder and harder, his breath began to become labored and panting. The time was at hand. This unknown fucker shoved his dick full force into my ass and held it there stopping his piston action. Then, as quickly as he had stopped, he once more pulled backwards shoving his dick full length back into me holding his dick in place again. I felt his dick being held there and then it swell up and deflate. More and more of the swelling and deflation of his dick as it began discharging his gooey reward. He gripped my hips tightly as he kept his dick fully inserted in my ass. He pumped his white liquid gold into me making sure that it was being delivered as far inside as possible. Round after round of his DNA flooded my inside. As his delivery abated, this stranger loosened his grip on my hips. Slower and slower his delivery was made until at last there was no movement. I felt him composing himself as he began to pull his now deflated dick from my ass. I gently squeezed on his dick as it exited my ass so that any remnant of his balls could be squeezed out of his dick and into my ass. I could not allow any wigglers to escape from me. The head of his dick popped out of my ass as I clamped together tightly my sphincter making sure of no escape. My stall neighbor patted my ass, said his thanks, and turned walking out of my stall back to his. I closed my stall door and stood there as I heard him dressing. He left quickly. I returned to my commode to consider my options. I could stay and possibly get fucked more or I could leave. This isn’t a huge decision in one regard: It’s a one or the other decision. The possibility of being fucked and getting more cum is a powerful choice when you’re a cum addict. I just hate wasting time on the unknown. But, certainly what just happened proved that this rest room was definitely active. I finally decided to stay a little longer and settled in to wait. Just as I was ready to give up, I heard the front door open and close. Once more I heard footsteps. They were cut short. Soon, I heard a urinal flush with the steps retreating followed by the door opening and closing. I waited some more. This process was followed twice more. I decided that it was time to go. I put my shorts on, recapped my lube bottle, unlatched my door, and took a couple of steps down the line of stalls in this last row when I heard the front door open and close. I stood still momentarily until I heard the footsteps continue coming to the rear of this rest room. I quietly retreated to my stall, latching the door behind me. I quickly and quietly removed my shorts once more. I removed the lube bottle setting it on its stand and put my shorts beside me again. I waited hearing the foot falls as they made the last two steps up to these back stalls. The foot steps stopped. I sat waiting for the next few seconds hearing at last footsteps coming slowly to the end of the stalls. I looked up at my stall door and saw an eye looking back at me. I sat there. In a matter of less than a half minute, this newcomer had made his entrance, found me in the last stall, and now was assessing me. He stepped away from my door but stood in front of it. I watched through this very narrow slit and saw that he was doing something realizing at last that he was unsnapping his jeans and sliding his zipper down. I stood up and slowly walked to the door slit and peered through at him. He had hauled out a deflated dick and a pair of balls encased in a loosely hanging sack. I spied all of him. He was my height or maybe taller, about the same weight, dark eyes, dark hair, clean shaven, wearing jeans and a t-shirt, and some kind of boots. He began to fondle and finally manipulate his cut dick in his left hand. He stood there nonchalantly as he stared at my stall door and slowly jacking his dick. We watched each other until I decided to lay my cards on the table as it were. I turned around so that my ass was exposed to the narrow slit in the stall door and bent over. I waited to see how this would be received. Several seconds passed as I kept my pose letting it be known I was looking to be fucked. As I was about to stand, I felt the door shaking. I glanced over my shoulder and found a hand had grasped the top of the door and now once more I was being watched by my newcomer. I stood up, reached back unlatching the door, and stepped back in toward the commode. The door swung open and in stepped this new man. I sat down on the commode as he advanced to me. Nothing was said; nothing needed to be said. I sucked in his dick as he grabbed my head and began instantly fucking my face. His dick resumed its inflating now that it was being warmly encouraged. I rolled my tongue around on this cut dick as best possible considering the growth it was making. Once inflated, my newcomer pulled his dick from my mouth. I looked up at him as he stepped back away from me. Knowing what was to come, I stood up and turned around bending over to accept this now fully inflated cut dick of this man. I heard him pick up and pop open the top of my bottle of lube. Soon, I felt the telltale signs of his work as a slick dick head pushed against my sphincter with ever increasing pressure until at last my ass hole popped open allowing the dick head to slide into me. More and more of this cut dick slid in until no more would fit. I had been stretched wide and deep giving me cause to inhale quietly and to grimace from the pain being delivered from all this stretching. No way was I about to protest. I waited as my newcomer waited for my inside to adjust fully to his mass. When he was satisfied that I should be ready to be fucked, he began. Slowly at first but soon began fucking in and out of my ass in a moderately fast pace. He was a precision piston dick. No fancy pounding style; he was a simple in and out man. But, with the size of his dick, I didn’t care. Once he began his fucking, he was a non-stopper until finished. This fuck could only be described as being done by a man who had been married to a woman for years and was interested only in performing his duty. It was a drab uninteresting in and out and in and out and in and out with no change in tempo fuck. Though it was dull and uninteresting by comparison to the other fucks I’ve received, I was at least being fucked and would be rewarded with what I craved and needed most of all—a hearty cum load. I suppose I shouldn’t grouse about the blandness of the man. After all, he was fucking me which was the prelude for what I really needed. I had hoped it would be a bit more exciting. I hoped I didn’t yawn while I was being fucked. That would be rude. He continued on though. In and out and in and out as if he were reading a paper. And, after having made enough passes in and out of my ass, his dick and balls had experienced enough and went into sensory elevation. He became almost excited, and on some levels I’m sure he was. He began a slightly increased level in his speed as he continued to hold my hips. I had been bouncing around on his dick making every effort to excite or stimulate this man but no outward sign indicated that he had sensed any such from me. The usual squeezing his dick as it exited my ass usually gives a man a sense of contentment but with urgency to deliver his goods. This man showed no sign that he even felt my sphincter as it gripped his dick. However, he must have felt something since once more he increased his speed slightly. This increased speed was the clincher though. He continued to fuck my ass for about a minute or so when suddenly I heard behind me life in the man. He began to pant aloud and moan softly as he continued his in and out and in and out. I made more of an effort with my milking his dick as he continued to fuck me and make me aware that he was alive after all. Hearing him moan and pant for air was my own stimulus as evidently my milking his dick was stimulating him unbeknownst to me. But, even as we stimulated each other, he finally reached his limit and finally came to life. He slammed into my ass full force and held his dick inside as far as it would go. I felt his cut dick swell and spit once, twice, three times and more as the contents of his balls spilled through his piss tube and splattered against my lining. More and more of his DNA was released in me as I milked him again and again. As his deposits decreased, I could hear his breathing slowing to normal. All too soon, his dick shooting his cum into my ass was finished, and he began his withdrawal. His dick head popped out of my ass. I clamped down on my sphincter holding in the contents now of two men. Not relaxing for a minute, my stall mate dressed quickly, patted my ass, unlatched the door, and was gone. His foot steps retreated back the way they had come. I heard the hall door open and close leaving me once more on the back row alone. I squeezed my ass tightly and sat on the commode to catch my breath and regroup. I thought back on my two men that had fucked me. I had to admit that this must be the right time of the day to visit on Saturday. Not too busy at any time though a bit slow as well considering the time in between them. I returned to my thoughts of what to do. Two now made an argument to stay. Remembering the amount of time between them raised the question of was it worth it. I balanced them against each other. As I sat there considering what to do next, I instantly froze as I saw a shadow moving on the door to my stall which had remained open by my own stupid laziness of not closing and locking it. I had not heard the front door. I had heard no foot steps. I had heard no indication that someone else was in this rest room. Almost immediately after becoming aware of the shadow, it appeared at the door. A hand pushed the door wider as he stepped into full view. I know my eyes widened as I began to shake and my heart skipped a beat and then began racing as if I had just completed a double marathon. I was sickened at the sight. In full uniform, a police officer now stood in my stall doorway. So goes the price for playing in public. I knew I was caught. Since my stall door was open and I had removed my shorts which were tossed on the floor, he had me on at least public exposure or indecency charge. What he could make of the open lube bottle, I didn’t know. Racing through my mind was my being arrested or escorted out of the building with a citation. I found out. I sat there staring in fear as he stood there staring at me. He stepped into the booth locking the stall door behind him. His hands went to the buckle on his utility belt. He unbuckled it hanging it on the hook of the stall door. He turned back to me. He undid his belt buckle, unsnapped his trousers, unzipped his fly, and pushed down his pants and underwear. I sat there staring at his face. No way was I going to give him any more ammunition. I now was thinking this was an entrapment act. I had to remain perfectly still and not react at all. He rolled the top of his pants downward on the inside and stepped forward to me still seated on the commode. He lifted his dick up and pushed it to my mouth. I had no choice—well, I really did—but to look at it. I felt the tip of it clearly as it was pushed against my mouth and held there. Do I open my mouth and suck it in? Do I pull away from it? Do I tell him to get the hell out of my stall? My mind raced. I raised my hand up supporting the underside of his cut dick as I opened my mouth. I slid his dick in my mouth and began to suckle it. I nursed on it licking it all around with my tongue increasing my attention to it as this legal weapon began to fill and bloom. My fears abated somewhat knowing that still there was that possibility that at the end of all this I would still be arrested. Time only would tell but until then I was caught. If I was going to be arrested, at least it would happen for a real reason. I lavished as much attention to this white cut dick as I possibly could. I bobbed my head up and down the full length as I felt it grow steadily lengthening and in circumference. This cop’s dick was not spectacularly large but was a nice fit in my mouth. It went the depth to my throat but didn’t overdo either of the dimensions. It was a nice mouthful. Hopefully, it would be a nice ass full, too. For many minutes, I sucked on this dick. My sucking was punctuated with quiet comments from this cop. One and two word remarks was all he made: nice; yeah; oh, fuck; hot; easy; good mouth; keep going. Conversation was not a strong suit of his but as long as he was satisfied I was going to keep it up. I was beginning to get an idea I was in for a surprise. As my jaws began to ache from the constant sucking and my tongue bathing this cut dick, I continued playing with his balls which were a nice pair. I had started playing with his balls a couple of minutes after beginning sucking this cop. His dick had filled my mouth now with a nice dick and had begun to fuck my face with it. The more I sucked him the more confident I became. “Stand up and turn around,” he said finally. I stopped sucking. I looked up at him with his dick shoved in my mouth. Of all times to be arrested. Damn it. What an idiot. I let his dick slide out of my mouth, stood up, and turned around putting my hands behind my back. “Bend the fuck over, bitch.” I heard him say as I stood there. He slapped the back of my head; I bent over. Next thing I knew, I felt the tip of his dick at my ass hole. Pressure mounted until at last my sphincter popped open allowing him to slide and glide all the way in me. Nice going, copper. I heard him unbuttoning his shirt once I was fully impaled on him. He removed his shirt tossing it over the stall wall followed by his t-shirt. I saw his trousers drop to the floor soon after and felt him grab my hips firmly. “You fuckers know about this place, and so do I. It’s always nice to get some ass here occasionally. You just listen good, bitch. You’re going to take me as long as I want to fuck. You got that? And, I like to fuck a long time. No whining; no stopping until I’m done. You do what I say when I say. You got that? You fuckers can use this place as long as I’m on this beat. But, step out of line from me and I’ll haul your sorry ass in for everybody to know. You got that? You’re a new one. I had a feeling I’d get a new one today; just had a feeling. You belong to me now ‘cause before I leave I’m getting your info and id to make sure you’re mine. You got that? Don’t try crossing me either. You’ll think about it though. Won’t work. ‘Cause what I offer you is going to save your sorry ass when I’m NOT around. You got that? You’re going to become one of my own private bitches that I fuck when I want a piece of ass. Any time I want a piece of ass and think of you, you’ll get your ass fucked. You got that? Don’t matter whether you like it or not, you’ll take my dick up your ass and keep quiet about it ‘cause you’ll get to know me in time. You know I can haul your ass in any time I want and will if you try to fuck me over. You got that? I don’t care who you fuck with when I’m not around but I call you or show up at your place my dick is going in your ass. Period. No questions or I’ll haul your ass in so fast your head won’t have time to swim ‘cause I got you on my own list now. You got that? You understand me?” I heard him finally stop and ask something to which he really wanted an answer though it took me a moment or two to realize it. I had indeed heard him and had more importantly understood him and what our relationship was. “Yes, I understand you,” I finally replied. The entire time that he had been going on and on and on he had been fucking me punctuating his speech with an occasional hard full length slam into my ass jolting me as I stood bent over in front of him impaled on his dick. This was a cop that was going to blackmail me into submitting to his sexual appetite whenever he pleased. For this, he was going to look the other way for my being here in the Starkland Building having sex. He was also willing to look the other way if he found me here in the future as long as he got his dick in my ass, too, on that occasion. And, more promising, it sounded as if he meant to intercede if another cop caught me. That part I had to explore further later. He continued to fuck me with more punctuation fucks that made his dick feel good. Hey, what’s an addict to do but to accept such an offer? I had never had such an offer made to me before. An offer that I couldn’t refuse of course. Who in his right mind would refuse such? “Couple more things, bitch. I don’t pull out. Ever. I shoot in your ass when I shoot. What you do with it is up to you. You got that? And, sometimes, there’s a couple of us that get together and get horny for some ass. You get called, you get us both. No whining then either or sniveling or giving any excuses. I call, tell you where and when, you get there and be ready. You got all that, bitch?” he asked in earnest finally. Once more he slapped the back of my head. “I got that,” I said back and grinned. This cop fucked on in silence now as he had said all that he needed to say. He continued to punctuate his fucking with his occasional full length slams into my ass to make his point. I took each stroke of his dick be it a simple slide in and out of my ass or one of his slam strokes in full stride and acceptance. As a fuck and cum addict, this was a match that couldn’t have been better for me. He did not lie when he said he liked to fuck a long time. He must have fucked twenty minutes non-stop if not more. I lost all sense of time. The only time we adjusted our positions was when he pulled me back further so that I was bent over the commode. I grabbed onto the seat for support as he fucked me on and on. But, as always, there comes the time that the balls have had enough as well as the dick. “Fucking, bitch, take that load of mine,” I heard him say as he plunged full length into my ass and held there. His grip on my hips tightened. I felt his dick swell and spit into me time and time again. More and more of his cum load was deposited in my ass as deep as this cop could put it. As the last drops of his load swam out of his dick into my ass, his dick had almost drained itself of blood. Still, it felt so good in my ass. He pulled his dick out of my ass as I squeezed on it draining the last bit of his load into me. Once removed, I immediately turned around kneeling on the floor in front of him opening my mouth. I was rewarded with his dick which I inhaled and cleaned delicately knowing that it might be sensitive after such a long fucking. My tongue roamed all around this now flaccid dick making sure that it was washed clean as possible considering where it had been. He put on his t-shirt and uniform shirt as I cleaned. I slid along the entire length of his dick lowering my head so that his dick head would not pop out of my mouth and slap back onto his ball sack. He pulled up his pants and began to fasten them. I looked at the trouser legs dusting off any hint of being on the floor. He turned around lifting his utility belt off the stall door hook. I stood up reaching for my shorts retrieving my wallet removing my driver’s license from it. I turned around handing it to him. He eyed me up closely taking it. “Bitch, you just might work out for me. You don’t complain and are willing to finish the job. Yeah, you just might work out for me,” he said as he took out a pen and writing pad jotting down my information. “You interested in anything else besides getting fucked? I got a couple of quirks I really enjoy: piss and some rough stuff. Won’t matter if you aren’t; I got others for them. Just know how you bitches are sometimes. Just wanting to see if you might be up for more than just a fuck bitch.” “Piss definitely. Depends on rough,” I said. He handed back my license, and I put it away. I turned back to face him now that he was fully dressed. He looked at me now fully head to toe as if inspecting me as he was. “What piss,” he asked. “Piss on me, drink it from glass but tap preferred, or up my ass,” I replied. “Much experience at it,” he inquired. “Enough at all three to be considered a pro at it,” I replied. He made a short note on his pad. “What rough do you take? Not fake stuff; hard core. I’m talking about being whipped. Hand, belt, strap, paddle, hair brush. Crushed nipples. Clamps on your body. Maybe some weights on them. Slapped around. Balls slapped. Pain inflicted on you is the point. See how much you can take. All fun for me. Maybe more.” I considered closely what he had said and let him see me thinking over what he had said as I looked straight at him without blinking. Truthfulness was called for here. This was not time to be coy or a bragger. I looked at his hands. I responded, “Most of what you said is a go hard core as long as it doesn’t cross injury or medical need. No balls slapped. I’ve got a mass on my right one from a major injury in childhood. I can deal with some weighted parachute though. Slapped around as long as no ring is on a hand; I see you wear no rings. Maybe more; depends on what.” It was his turn now to closely study me again. He made a longer note on his pad putting it and his pen in his pocket. He took out his wallet and retrieved a card handing it to me. “You run into any problem here, you hand this over. Keep your mouth shut though. You got it?” “I got it,” I said. “Yeah, bitch, you just might work out for me real good. You’ll hear from me. Keep your stall door closed until you’re sure who’s out here,” he said. He winked, smiled, turned around, and left as quietly as he had arrived. As I was closing the stall door, I felt a pressure on it. I opened it again to see the cop again. “Back up and kneel,” he said. I did so. He walked inside the stall again, unzipped his pants pulling his dick out. He offered it up to my mouth which I opened. He held up his index finger from his hand as he inserted his dick in my mouth. I waited and almost immediately I felt a throaty wetness in my mouth. I swallowed rapidly and kept drinking as more and more of his piss filled my mouth. I swallowed every drop. He pulled his dick out of my mouth, stuffed it back in his trousers, zipped up, winking and smiling again, and left. I closed and latched the door sitting down on the commode again. I heard the hall door open and close and presumed it was him. I wondered when he had entered the rest room. It had to have been when I was being fucked by the second guy. We had to have been so engrossed in our fucking this cop had entered unheard by either of us. It had to have been then. Again, I sat and considered my options. The only difference was that now I had three loads of cum in my ass. I checked my watch. I had been here a little over three hours. It was nearing 1:00. I had gotten lucky on my first foray into this building. I had gotten fucked by three men and taken their cum loads. Not only fucked by three men but one was a cop in full uniform no less. And, got a bladder of piss from the cop. This had been a morning indeed. Once more I heard the hall door open and close as I sat and pondered my afternoon. I heard the squishing sound of sneakers walking on the tile floor. They would grow faint and then louder and closer again. I realized that he was walking down the arcades of stalls and returning to the main walk area. The sneakers came closer and closer reaching the steps at the end of my row of stalls. They stopped. “Man, what’s up,” I heard finally from the steps from a deep basso voice. “What you up to?” I thought first before saying, “Just waiting for you.” “For what,” I was asked. “What do you want,” I asked. Silence. This newcomer was now going to have to commit or leave the way I looked at it. “Booty,” was his reply. I thought about it. I had no idea who this was. I had been lucky so far. Was my luck about to run out or run deeper? I stood up re-positioned myself to face the wall and knelt down as I pulled my dick and balls up showing my booty below the stall partition. “Like this,” I asked. “Long as I can get in it to nut,” I heard. I stood up reached over and unlatched the stall door and pushed it a little. I faced the commode for the fourth time that day leaning over it and holding on as before. I heard nothing and then those squishing sneakers coming down the row. They stopped at the stall door. “Damn, man. You ready,” he said and laughed. He walked in to rub his hand all over my ass. “Nice. Any in there?” “Three,” I replied. “Damn; nice. I love fucking in cum,” my latest newcomer said. I heard him moving about as he rubbed my ass. I lowered my head to see him dropping his shorts and kicking out of them. He now began to finger my ass pushing in as far as he could and pulling out. “Okay I drag some cum out for lube?” “Sure,” I said. He made several passes inside after inserting a second finger pulling out some of the cum and fuck juices that had settled down near my hole. I could feel the liquid run out. He smeared it around my hole. “Fucking nice, man; fucking nice,” he said. I felt his dick line up to my hole and begin to press inward. It was somewhat difficult going but soon enough his dick head popped into me with a flash. DAMN! That hurt. I sucked in air and heard a little chuckle. “Yeah, man. It’sa big one and going to get bigger. Going to nut in you good though. Give you a big four day old load. Gotta stretch you big to get it. I go balls deep, man. You ready? Gotta go all in one shove though. Just don’t scream; hate to knock you out,” he said matter of factly—and, some how I knew he was a man of his word. I held up my hand and took four long deep breaths of air, returned my hand to the commode, and shook my head yes. Before I had finished, he had rammed full length into my ass ripping my sphincter wider still with the shaft of his dick as his fat dick head plunged into the darkness of my ass. I throttled a scream that had formed in my throat letting it escape me in small eeking sounds. My eyes watered as the pain spread with the speed of light all throughout my body. “I told you it’sa big one and going balls deep,” he said as he chuckled knowingly. “Good thing you didn’t scream. But, you can take it, dude. Not many can without screaming,” he reported. I was still reeling from the pain but made no effort to disengage my ass from being invaded by this new dick. All I knew was this black man had a dick with a big head on it and a dick shaft that was bigger still. What I also knew was he wanted to fuck booty and nut which pain willing was going to be in me. Until then, I knew I was going to have to suffer in silence until my ass hole and inside was stretched enough to accommodate this monster hole auger. I was not given much time for adjustment though. This man wanted booty and was on a mission to get it for his nut. Out of my ass he pulled this monster meat allowing my lining to collapse. He stopped so that just the big head on his dick was left inside me which in and of itself was cause of a gasp of air. Then, once more he went full throttle inside causing more pain but not as much as the first time. The first time is always the busiest with the nerve endings. That’s the big stretcher. That’s when a lining is measured out for future thrusts. Once an inside knows how big it has to get, the rest of the insertions are easier. Not only did this Black guy want booty, he wanted it now and was determined much like Burger King to have it his way. And, have it his way he did. I accepted his oversize dick in my ass every time that he slammed inside me and greeted with mixed feelings of his withdrawal. There weren’t any mixed feelings once I got the stretching size down pat. Then, it was just pure pig heaven taking his big black dick. He must have had great experience at men being fucked by his big dick and knew exactly how many times he had to fuck a hole to get it fully stretched out for comfort. It seemed as if he made one passage where no pain at all was caused and from then on he picked up speed and went for more depth. He plunged harder and harder into my ass buckling my arms as they stretched out holding the commode seat. I tried angling my arms which helped somewhat. But, he simply added more power behind his thrusts. The pain from his big dick invading my ass lessened with each in and out stroke. Soon, the pain was completely gone replaced by a new driving force of needing this big dick to fuck me more and more. The need to take a load of cum from it was also now in my forethoughts. I was anticipating now the final throes of satisfaction for him that would result in his discharging his sticky white paste of swimming wigglers that would eventually become a part of me. More and more he increased his thrusting power as I became more determined to accept each forward hip movement that sent his blood engorged tube of meaty procreation into my ass. I steeled my arms on the seat accepting each rear end crash. His hands that now gripped my hips were as determined in holding me in place as I was determined to accept his entries. I heard his early alert alarm sound as he said, “You fucking white kunt. You’re gonna get my nut now. You bitch. Take my nut. Take my nut, kunt. Fucking take my nut NOW!” As he had begun his tirade of sexual completion, I braced myself for an even harder assault on my ass which came with every word spoken by him. He increased his fucking speed with each word both inward and outward as well as increased the crashing impact he made on my ass cheeks. His increased speed and impact continued until the very last word that he uttered at which point he inserted his fully inflated big black dick as far as he could into my ass where he held it as his hands doubled and tripled their grip on my hips. I felt his super sized black dick swell slightly as the first round of his body fluid now was flushed out of his balls and into the drain line that ran through his fattened dick. His muscles pushed each of these white globules along the way until the sticky masses were forced out his piss slit and splattered the lining of my inside. More and more of his body fluid was ejected from his body and accepted into mine where it no doubt was pressed against the lining and forced further into me as his thick blood engorged dick head and shaft served as plug and barrier preventing this precious liquid from draining along the shaft and out of my ass. We were coupled now for one purpose: This was the ultimate and closing scene that we both had been building to reach. Though for different purposes, we both were experiencing this same scenario and had reached the pinnacle of our act together now sliding down the other side to what would eventually be the epilogue. Slower and slower, this Black man now spit his body fluid into my body as he lessened his grip on my hips. It was all too soon for either of us that the final deposit was made. Again, all too soon for different reasons for the two of us involved here that the final deposit was made. Surprisingly, he patted my ass cheek. He began gently pulling his now deflated dick from my ass as I gently squeezed it with my sphincter on its way out. When the big head of this dick popped out of my ass, I immediately squeezed my sphincter tightly so that no escape could be made by the liquid in my ass. I turned almost as immediately kneeling on the floor in front of this Black man taking his fat dick in my mouth and washing it as I worshipped it as well. I was aware that many men are super sensitive after nutting and was careful with my mouth. I now looked upward at him as he looked down at me. We intently gazed at the other knowing what had just passed between us and were content. I noticed the sweat on his brow and felt his hairy legs as I caressed them with my hands. I saw his stubbled face and somewhat long hair. The diamond earring glistened in his left lobe. I took his big calloused hands into mine and held them. I rubbed my hands over his lightly hairy bubble butt. I nursed the last of his cum load into my mouth as I now tasted no more of the testament that his big black dick had once been in my ass. Slowly, I began releasing his dick from my mouth lowering my head so that his dick head gently left my orifice so that it and the rest of his still big dick gently hung in front of his balls. I rose to meet my fucker. He was about six feet tall as I am five feet ten inches. We looked more at each other. “Man, you know how to take a fucking,” he finally said in his now familiar basso voice. “Didn’t think you’d make it. You got four in you now. You gonna get more?” “Well, I’ve probably reached my limit here today. It’s my first time visiting here. It’s been very successful. Four out of the gate,” I reported. “First time here? Man, you can take’m. And hold’em. You’re a cum whore, ain’tcha?” he asked. “Oh, yes. It’s my paycheck for being fucked. That makes me a prostitute, don’t you think,” I asked him. He laughed. “How long you been here today?” “Got here about 9:30. Not a lot of traffic. Not sure it’s worth the time even if it did produce four. I need lots of dicks and loads of cum,” I confessed. “I’m an addict.” “Man, you can’t be wanting more” he said and laughed lightly. “Ain’t four enough, man?” “No. I’m an addict. I can’t be fucked enough and can’t take enough cum in my ass to satisfy me,” I said dead seriously looking at him not smiling. “You serious? You want more?” he asked. “You staying or leaving? You leaving, come on go with me. I take you back to my place and fuck you again. Give you another load in there deep as the first one. I can nut again. You’re a good fuck.” I considered my options once more but with a new option. I thought about the time it was getting which had to be very late afternoon now. To leave here now gave me an option of getting fucked and another load of cum or going home with just four loads in me. This was a no brainer for me. Why settle for four when five would be twenty-five percent more? “Thanks for the compliment. Okay. I’ll leave now. Let me get dressed,” I said retrieving my shorts and putting them on. My stall mate dressed as I did. I put my bottle of lube in my pocket, and we departed. Part 2 As we exited the building, I stopped and asked him if he drove. He told me no he had taken the bus downtown. I asked him were he lived. He told me that he lived off Newton Road. Oh, lawzy. I lived off Newton Road. We were neighbors of sorts. I asked where and he told me in Peterson Estates. I knew exactly where he lived. “I did drive. Let’s go get my car and get to your place, then,” I said. I drove as we talked learning more about the other including our names. When I turned onto Newton Road, I told him that he would need to guide me now. He gave directions and easily enough his was the first house in the subdivision. I pulled in the double wide drive parking on the right side as told. Once inside, LaShaun told me that his car was being repaired. He went on to say that he had a couple of guys who rented rooms from him but that they were gone for the weekend. He asked if I wanted something to drink. I asked for some water no ice though. I followed him into the kitchen where I drank the water as he got a soda from the refrigerator. I followed him to his bedroom. LaShaun set his soda on a night stand and began to strip. I finished off my water and asked where I could piss. He pointed to a door which went to a bath room. I unzipped taking my dick out and pissed into the bowl as I set the glass down on the counter. While pissing, LaShaun entered the bath room totally naked. His huge dick swayed side to side as he walked. He joined me at the commode and relieved his own bladder. We re-entered the bed room where LaShaun had turned down the bed covers. He climbed into bed as I stripped totally climbing in quickly and scooting over to him. His arms reached out wrapping around me as he moved toward me. Our lips met with mine parting soon after taking in his big tongue that explored my entire mouth as my own tussled with his. I could feel his big dick once more rising up and being filled with his blood. As his big black dick continued to grow and we continued to kiss, LaShaun eventually rolled me onto my back as he moved himself firmly on top of me weighing me down as he used his feet to maneuver between my legs spreading them so that he could settle between them. I wrapped my ankles on the backs of his spread legs as we continued to kiss deeply while his dick grew more. LaShaun was much more animated than he had been at Starkland. He was on home turf here and from what he had demonstrated so far was very passionate. This was more personal and not just sex in a public rest room. Soon enough though LaShaun was primed and needing back in my booty. He knelt between my legs pulling them up and onto my chest as he lined his now fully erect big black dick at my ass hole. I had no lube on the outside this time and LaShaun wasn’t stopping to apply any. He pushed harder still as I winced in anticipation that soon enough his fat dick head would pop through my sphincter which it did in surprising short order. Though not as painful as the first time, I still was very, very aware of when he had entered me. Unlike at Starkland, LaShaun did not stop when his dick head had popped through my sphincter. Despite no lube outside my hole, he continued to press harder still with his big fat dick while rolling me up off the bed onto my shoulders. His blood fattened dick slid slowly inside me dragging along the unlubed entire shaft until it had been once more fully inserted into me where it was lubed by the remains of four cum loads and fuck juices that had been generated. As he felt his pubes rubbing my ass cheeks and his balls coming to rest below my crack, LaShaun shifted positions lowering me a bit and putting my legs on his shoulders. “Fucking, yeah, bitch. You're gonna get another load outta my balls, man. Get you hooked on me and my dick and make you unfit for other men to use,” he said with complete honesty. “You hooked on big black ones, ain’tcha’?” he asked rhetorically. “I know you are. I seen bitches like you before. You get one big one like me in you and you’re hooked good. You’ll be back for more from me. I seen it a lot. Kunts like you love big black dick pounding your ass hard and deep filling you up with all the hot ball juice we got,” he said as he once more fucked me. He leaned down and began kissing once more bending me in half as he made sure my ass was upturned to take his mammoth black dick which gave him such great pride. He knew what his dick meant to me. He pounded away as we kissed deeply. More and more he made his journey in and out of my ass spreading wide my inside gut as he made entry and exit from it as he drove himself onward toward his goal. He fucked me harder and harder still slamming into me deeper and deeper as he drove his tongue deeper into my mouth. I had visions of his tongue being hit by the top of his dick from the way he was fucking. Then, his balls had reached their limit and spewed forth into my ass once more their contents. “FUCKING BITCH, TAKE THAT NUT JUICE,” he bellowed when he pulled his tongue from my mouth. He shoved his now swollen more big black dick into my ass fully deep as the contents spewed and splattered once more inside coating me again. Sweat from his forehead dropped onto me as he grimaced in erotic ecstasy of completion. More and more and more of his white gooey ball batter made its way through his big pulsing dick into my ass that accepted every drop of it. He shivered as the last rounds of his cum flowed swiftly through his slowly shrinking dick into my ass. He shivered once more and collapsed onto me. We lay there entwined with my ankles pushing into him as my splayed legs spread wide giving him access to my ass while my arms wrapped around him tightly holding him to me hearing his breathing returning to normal as was mine. This had not lasted as long as I had hoped but more importantly I had been rewarded with another of his cum loads. I reveled in my fortune of meeting this Black man and that we lived so close to each other. “Damn, man. Leave you for a weekend without wheels and you still get a piece of ass,” we heard from the doorway. LaShaun and I both jumped from being startled and turned to look. Standing looking in from the doorway were two Black men staring at the two of us in bed with my legs and arms wrapped around my host. Both were grinning ear to ear. “Dog, you said you was going to be gone the whole weekend,” LaShaun said in a somewhat pissed and demanding voice. He began rearranging himself on the bed resulting in his withdrawing his deflated dick from my ass. As he rolled off me onto his back, I instinctively clamped my sphincter tight so as not to lose any precious liquid. “What are you two doing back here,” he demanded now half sitting up. “Got there and nothing was going on. Tiffany told him she wasn’t marrying him and left town. Gone. Packed her clothes and left. Her mom’s real pissed,” the taller one said. “Me and Judge came back because nothing was going on. No party, nothing,” he added. “Damn. That’s too bad,” LaShaun said. “So, who’d you just fuck,” the taller one asked and laughed joined by the shorter one. “None of your business,” LaShaun replied looking at the two voyeurs. “Besides, you get your own pieces. I got this one down at Starkland,” my host declared looking at me. “Brought me home; saved me from that bus. I done fucked him twice and going to get some more before I turn him loose. You go away.” “You fucked him twice tells me what I need to know,” the short one chimed in. “You don’t never fuck one twice less it’s real good and can take your pounding. You need to share before you stretch him all out of shape and ruin him. We ain’t had none in a week.” “Yeah, you need to share that piece. We all live here and share this house,” the tall one chimed in grinning. “Besides, we made that trip for nothing. Come back because no party or nothing. Just wasted time on the road. Looks like we ought to be rewarded for being good relatives at least. And you ain’t using him now anyway ‘cause we seen you finish. You’re pump ain’t primed yet and ours are.” The two in the doorway laughed. LaShaun looked at me and back at the two. In that simple gesture, I knew he was considering it. I tried to envision what it must be like living here. I couldn’t. I tried to envision the house rules. I couldn’t. I tried to envision what it would be like to be brought back to this house by one of these three. I couldn’t . . . but, LaShaun’s simple look gave me an idea of what it might have been like on a previous occasion. LaShaun continued to look at the two—as did I—as they stood in the doorway. He finally turned his head and looked at me once more. I looked at him. “You know, Bill, I told you at Starkland I love fucking in cum,” I heard him say quietly, “and, I didn’t know those three you had in you.” I sat there and took in his words before I responded equally as quiet, “Well, which do you prefer: Fucking in cum from men you don’t know or fucking in cum from men you know?” LaShaun now considered his response. He looked back at his housemates and back to me saying, “You know, I don’t know. It’s been awhile since I had a chance to compare.” He looked at me intently unsmiling. I returned his look and said, “Well, you shouldn’t be deprived of such knowledge. When you want to find out, you let me know. You remember what I told you at Starkland. I’m addicted to sex and would consider it an honor to help you on your quest.” We looked at each other, and we each began to smile slightly. He lowered his voice still more and said, “You’re a whore, man. I’m going to love watching you with them two. That will prime my pump good.” LaShaun slid off the bed and walked over to an easy chair and sat down draping one leg over a chair arm. He looked at the two in the doorway and waved his hand from them to the bed. I rolled over on my stomach splaying my legs looking back at the doorway. The two looked at LaShaun and then at me . . . and at their fortune after such a lousy trip. The two moved into the room slowly until they got to the bed. They stood there momentarily and then began taking off their clothes. I stayed on my stomach but twisted around a bit to watch seeing shirts, shoes, socks, pants, and underwear all come off these two black men. Now, I moved. I got up on all fours and walked over to the edge of the bed where I maneuvered myself sitting on the edge. From here, I reached out to each taking their deflated dicks into my hands where I kneaded and gently pulled on them until I felt the beginning of them stiffening. I leaned over to the dick of the shorter man named Judge and took it into my mouth full length as it grew. I had watched this man as he had undressed. He stood about 5 feet 9 inches and weighed about 160 to 170 pounds. His short hair and clean shaved face gave him a very young look. Though he had a moderate amount of hair on his arms and legs, the same moderation of hair on his chest did not hide the beginning of a six pack which went along with his muscled arms and legs. This moderation of body hair contrasted sharply with his bushy pubic hair which looked like it was one big fur ball that had been glued onto his body making the stark nakedness of his balls that clearly had been shaved seem even more exposed. No body piercings or tattoos were on his body. His uncut fat dick with its wonderful hood that half covered the head was beautifully adorned also with big veins on top and the sides. Finally, as I lathered this wonderful body tool with my wet tongue, I found that it would jut straight out from his body when fully erect at about 8 inches making entry into my mouth a very filling experience. He was mouth watering and tasty. I sucked and sucked and spit-lubed this now fully grown dick attached to this Black man. Making up to him for his travel experience to a wedding that did not take place weighed on my mind. I certainly had no obligation to make up for such a wasted time for this trip he had taken, but I was going to do my best as Southern charm and graciousness required to make travelers feel welcome and at home—even if it was a return to his own home where I was a guest. As I sucked on the fat dick of Judge, my other hand still held in it the uncut thicker dick of the taller man whom I found out later was named Kevin. I continued to jack it slowly encouraging it to fill itself with blood so that it, too, could be sucked eventually. This dick in my other hand had me mesmerized the moment I saw it. It had a hood on it that formed over the head and covered almost all of the Prince Albert that peeked out. The absolutely huge veins on the top that trailed down the sides added to the mesmerizing effect on me. The more I jacked this monster dick the larger it inflated with the blood from this man. I knew that when I faced or rather turned my back to it the size would be enormous. Kevin was about 6 feet tall and weighed about 180 to 190 pounds. His chest, arms, and legs were covered with as much hair as Judge’s pubic area was. He was definitely muscled and through the thick hair on his chest a definite 6 pack showed through. He also was clean shaved and had short hair. I wondered how he had gotten the scar on his upper left arm which somewhat balanced the Lion’s head and symbol for Leo that were tattooed on his right shoulder. I had noticed the contrast between the two new men as they had approached and stripped their clothing off. Kevin had a heavy gauge bar piercing his left nipple as well as a Prince Albert that was definitely on the lower gauge numbers. I didn’t know what size the PA was but it had to be one of the thickest I had seen. I briefly wondered about it. This dick had now grown in my hand so that it felt huge. I could tell without looking that the hood had peeled back off the PA and that the erect dick curved slightly upward at the head. I wondered what this dick and PA would feel like in my throat and ass. I slid my mouth off Judge’s dick looking up at him as I did so. I grasped it slightly with my right hand and began jacking it to keep it inflated not that I believed it would deflate. I leaned to my left replacing my left hand with my mouth taking this now monster black dick into my mouth. I tasted the dick and PA as it came into touch with my tongue. I slid as far down the shaft as I could making sure that no teeth were applied to this fattened breeding tube and hoping that no teeth were chipped from the PA. Before I had begun my intake, I had noticed that Kevin’s dick had grown to about 9 inches and thick. It looked to be an almost impossibility before I began my journey along the shaft length. The base of this dick was framed on his hairy body which had been shaved clean of all hair where his pubes should have been. This shaving had continued down to his ball sac so that this was an island of nakedness on this hairy Black man. It was indeed a beautiful sight. LaShaun watched the three of us from his easy chair. I later reflected on the whole visit and came to the conclusion that it was not a sight that disappointed him but was simply one more such a sight with a new or different bottom than he had watched before. (I found out much later that I was right.) He had been treated to seeing me suck the two of these Black men. And, then, he was treated to further visual. By this time, Judge and Kevin were both primed and ready to proceed to more active involvement with me as I was ready—and needing—for them to do. I slid my mouth off Kevin’s now wet dick allowing the metal-tipped end carefully to exit my mouth. I released Judge’s dick from my grasp where it had maintained its fullness from my jacking. I twisted around on the bed arranging myself about halfway down from the headboard on all fours and looked at the two of them. Clearly, I was now positioned so that one of them would be on the bed kneeling behind me to fuck while the other would be on the bed so that I could suck on his dick. The choice was theirs to make. The two looked at me and then at each other. Kevin nodded toward my ass before he turned to climb onto the bed sliding his body beneath mine. His dick was to be sucked. Judge walked to the foot of the bed and climbed onto it behind me. As I lowered my mouth down onto Kevin’s dick once more, I felt Judge moving closer on his knees behind me. He reached his hands out placing them on my ass cheeks pulling them when he neared them. I felt the tip of his dick as it bobbed slightly until he lined his piss slit up with my hole. He began a slow pressure inward. Judge popped through my sphincter sinking the head of his dick into me and then paused his entry. He adjusted himself as I finished my taking Kevin’s dick into my mouth fully savoring the taste once more of dick and metal at the back of my mouth. I felt more pressure at my ass lips as Judge began sinking his dick into my ass deeper and deeper until I felt that thick bush of his pubic hair as it was crushed against my ass tickling me. It had been slow going for Judge as all of the spit-lube that I had put on his dick had disappeared from my jacking him as I sucked on Kevin's dick. No matter; his dick made its full entry in my ass. Once fully inserted, Judge began his rhythmic in and out of my ass as I felt him stretch my inside and then the collapse of my inside as he withdrew his thick dick from me. Over and over he made his entry and exit filling me and then emptying my breeding tunnel. As Judge entered and exited my ass, his dick became coated with cum and fuck juices lubing his big dick making for a hot fuck for both of us to enjoy. As this unknown Black man gained momentum with his strokes, I tasted the metal of the other Black man’s steel tipped thick dick in my mouth. I was impaled on big black dicks at both ends which couldn’t be any better. Well, unless there were a dozen more Black men standing by to take the place of these two for a gang bang up my ass. I was momentarily satisfied being stuffed by these two Black men. I knew in the back of my mind at some point they would exit my body after having made their deliveries. I knew also in that same point that LaShaun would replace them and for the third time today fuck a load of his own cum into my ass. I was getting ahead of myself though counting my cum loads before they were delivered. My mouth slowly slid up and down on this behemoth of a black steel tipped dick providing it with as much of my saliva as my glands would produce. I had to be sure that this Black man’s dick was well wetted to make his entry in my ass when his turn came. I knew that once inside me there would be sufficient lube there from all the cum and fuck juices that Judge and LaShaun (and others) had deposited in me. My adoration of this monster dick in my mouth was genuine. Judge had continued to fuck my ass with his fat dick sliding in and out using the slickness that his dick had found in me. Judge had no doubt shoved his dick fully into the liquids that had been deposited in my ass by LaShaun and the other three as well as the fuck juices that had been generated by those fucks. His fat dick now sloshed around and made that distinctive squishing sound as he withdrew it from my ass. His unshaved balls slapped against my ass cheeks as he made that full entry each time stirring and driving his need to empty those big man eggs that hung low in his ball sac. I wished there had been a video camera of the three of us on this bed. “Damn, Shaun. Glad you didn’t have wheels this weekend. This bitch is a hot fuck,” Judge said as he pounded my ass. “Kevin, you’re gonna nut as soon as you get in here, man. It’s unbelievably hot like a furnace.” Judge continued with his fucking but had now increased his speed. I continued tasting the dick in my mouth making sure that I did not suck it to the point of causing it to erupt prematurely meaning in my mouth instead of my ass. Judge’s speed increased again with this time him increasing his grip on my hips. His withdrawal from my ass was not the full length that he had been making but instead began making withdrawals that were only half the length of his dick and then rammed fully back inside me. His speed increased with the shorter fucking stroke told me that he was nearing the point of no return when he would send the contents of his balls racing through his body and into mine. To encourage him, I began slowly gripping his dick making my grasp tighter and tighter as he continued to fuck me. “Oh, yeah, bitch. Fucking tighten that ass up. Make me know how much you want this load of mine in there,” Judge finally said when he fully realized how I was manipulating his dick. I continued my slow grip with each of the half strokes his dick was now making. To fully concentrate on Judge, I slowed my sucking of Kevin’s dick. Instead of the down and up on it, I now held about 80 percent of it in my mouth as I moved my tongue around the bottom and sides of it. I hoped he understood my change in tactics. “Fucking white bitch! I’m gonna nut in you good,” Judge said with heated determination as again he increased his speed of fucking. “Damn, fucking kunt! Fill you full! Fucking gonna fill you full of my nut! FUCK!” Judge bellowed shoving his dick full force into my ass as far as he could holding it there as his hands gripped my hips pulling them tightly against him. “DAMN! FUCK! FUCK! SHIT!” I could feel Judge’s dick swelling and spitting its contents several times in quick succession much as if it were a machine gun spewing forth bullets. His dick spewed forth the gooey white paste and other body fluids that he had been working so diligently to produce. After about nine or ten quick successive shots in my ass, Judge’s body slowed its delivery of his cum load but continued to expel those fluids for several more rounds of delivery. Even when the delivery of his cum load slowed its lowest rate of delivery, Judge held my hips tightly as sweat dropped from his body onto mine as he leaned further over me. It was just one more fluid from him. Now, this big black dick that was fully inserted in my ass began deflating though it never completely made the downsizing to its original portion when I first saw it. I had stopped making any movement on Kevin’s dick. Judge slapped my ass and began slowly withdrawing his spent dick from my ass hole. I gripped it comfortably tight squeezing it so that whatever last few drops of cum that lingered in his dick would hopefully be drained from it into my ass. At the same time, I began raising my head so that my mouth uncovered Kevin’s dick. Judge’s dick made its exit from my ass but not before having made a full and complete deposit of another load of cum. I felt Judge release my hips as he walked on his knees backwards to the end of the bed. I turned my head to look at him and as I did Kevin began to extricate himself from beneath me. He rolled off the bed walking to the end of the bed as Judge walked to where Kevin had exited the bed. The two men swapped spots as I once more settled my head downward onto the now spent dick of Judge. Gingerly, I began lowering my mouth over the limp black big veined dick which had just been in my ass fucking me and making a deposit of cum. I raised it upward with my hand so that inserting it into my mouth could be done slowly since I had no knowledge of how sensitive Judge’s dick was after having just released his load of cum. I was respectful of a man’s time of sensitivity and didn’t want to alienate him. I found though that by taking my time to insert this now spent dick into my mouth had allowed the nerve endings of Judge’s dick to desensitize to a level where my mouth on it caused no angst or over-stimulation. Once I had lowered my mouth downward fully enveloping Judge’s dick, unbeknownst to me, Judge nodded to Kevin who had by this time reached his goal of lining his uncut super vein covered black dick with the PA in it with my brown ass eye. Kevin had slowly pushed the tip of his PA into my brown eye stretching it to an oval shape as the rest of his black leviathan appendage had inflated itself in anticipation of what was to come. I had felt this steel as it had been inserted and shuddered with great anticipation and excitement. I began a slow up and down on Judge’s dick to clean it from its labors in my ass as well as to greedily taste and consume the remnants of what his dick had so graciously done while in me. I had made three full length passes down and up on Judge’s savory dick and was preparing to begin my fourth descent when Kevin made his entry. I felt in an instant the now warm steel proceeding to slice through my sphincter and into my inner being as my ass lips peeled back fully the hood that had so covered this beautiful black dick attached to this Adonis of a Black man. I felt my sphincter spread wide open accepting the now turgid fuck tool from this man who was gripping my hips as if they were in two vises. My insides stretched open in an instant as Kevin went full throttle on his entry. In less than a nanosecond he had impaled me on his now fully inflated engorged veined black dick. I did feel a slight pain shooting through my body but was more taken by surprise at the sudden invasion, the impact I felt, and what I heard as his pelvis slapped against my ass. I did jerk slightly and winced. With his pubic hair all shaved off, there was a definite slap of skin against skin when Kevin had made his full insertion into my body to say nothing of feeling his two egg-sized balls as they swung pendulously forward on impact hitting my own two balls. This was what it was like to be fucked by a god. Kevin was not a wait and see man. He no sooner had fully inserted his swollen fat steel tipped dick into my ass than he began his first withdrawal from there. He pulled himself out until only half his upturned dick head remained in my ass before he once more began a forward thrust sending his tumescent blood engorged dick back into my insides where on impact I felt the steel tip snap quickly to one side. That sensation I had not noticed on his original entry. Over and over again Kevin would withdraw his body’s fuck appendage until it barely remained inside me until he would just as swiftly return it full length inside me causing his PA to flip to one side or another as it was pressed into me. His hands from the beginning were like vises holding me steady in one place as he repeatedly invaded my body. I reveled in the sensation. As I adjusted myself to this new fucker, I refocused on the big fat dick in my mouth which I now once more began sucking on in earnest. Tasting with renewed vigor and lust the fuck juices that had been generated in my ass plus all the tasty remnants of cum loads that had been deposited in my ass. This liquid refreshment that I tasted was so delicious. I bobbed my head down and up on Judge’s deflated dick holding it in place as best that I could considering the pounding which I was now receiving from Kevin. I would stop periodically so that I could swirl his dick around in my mouth with my tongue not only trying to stimulate it but to make sure that all the residue of being in my ass was removed. However, despite being focused on Judge and his dick, the fucking that I was taking from Kevin did have its affect on me churning my ass into a frenzy of its own desiring more and more of his dick. Judge decided that he had had enough at some point and gently grabbed my head pulling it upwards and off his dick. I looked down as this wetted black delivery tube slipped from my mouth and flopped over onto Judge’s thigh. I looked up at him, and he winked at me. He slowly made his way out from beneath me as Kevin continued his fucking in and out of my ass in what I thought might be a little harder and faster than before. Judge slipped off the bed as I resettled myself bracing as Kevin definitely increased his speedy thrusts in and out of my ass. He pummeled me now harder and harder as his big hands held me in his human vise. I focused on how this fatted dick felt as it made its entries and exits from my ass. I felt the skin covering the meat of this delivery tube sliding millimeter by millimeter into my ass and felt so happy and thankful. I felt the hairless pubic area of this tall Black man hit my ass cheeks hearing the slap of skin against skin. I felt that same skin covering the meat on this delivery tube as it slid all too quickly out of my ass collapsing my inside but awaiting the next invasion. I celebrated each entry wishing they would never end. “Lay down flat,” I heard Kevin demand. I loosened my braced position and fell forward onto the bed fully as Kevin began making one of his inward journeys. I stretched my arms out to each side. Kevin had fully inserted his dick in my ass when I began my forward movement so that he could be carried forward with his momentum and that we would stay conjoined. Kevin landed on my back his head at mine. I felt crushed from his weight and wanted more. Upon hitting the mattress flatly, Kevin released his vise-like grip on my hips and rushed them up to my upper body. He pushed one fist under my neck pulling it up to his face while the other hand immediately slid between me and the sheet searching, finding, and grabbing my nipple. Two fingers mashed my nipple flat between them as my head was pulled back against his. Kevin moved his mouth to my ear and whispered, “You’re a fucking white whore that’s hooked on big black dick, aren’t you? You can’t get enough of it, can you? You need it a lot, don’t you? And, you need it rough don’t you?” I shook my head slightly yes so as not to be noticeable but enough to let him know my affirmative responses to every question that he had asked. Immediately, Kevin began pounding my ass harder to go as deep as he could as he reached his mouth down to my ear. He took it in his mouth and bit it hard; I almost screamed. He moved his mouth to my neck where he bit me also. No sound left my lips. He moved to another spot on my neck biting harder. Still, no sound left my lips. The only telltale sign that what Kevin had done to me was so fully appreciated and enjoyed was that my dick now had become fully inflated and was screaming for attention. I’m sure Kevin knew what his actions would do to me. Kevin was now pounding my ass as hard as he could as he mashed further still my nipple. I wasn’t sure how much more I would be able to take from him but was determined that whatever he dished out I would accept willingly. I gave no thought to LaShaun or Judge watching the two of us on the bed. In fact, they had disappeared from my thoughts all together. I was alone with Kevin and was focused on satisfying him. One final time, Kevin took my neck into his mouth and bit it. He bit it hardest of all this time. I was sure it would leave a mark if not draw blood but didn’t care. He released my neck from his teeth and my nipple from his fingers. I felt the blood rush back into my nipple giving an equal amount of pleasurable pain as Kevin had given as he squeezed it. Kevin moved his hand from beneath my neck and from under me placing the palms of each hand down on the bed pushing his body up after he had shoved his dick fully into my ass. He quickly repositioned his hands so that one was now placed on each ass cheek of mine. Kevin pushed hard on my cheeks spreading them wide apart allowing the best access to my anterior body entry. His huge dick was occupying me now but he had a plan to occupy me even more. As his hands finished the spreading of my ass cheeks and having readjusted his stance to be up on his knees, Kevin began his final assault on my hole. He ravaged it with fully brutal strokes of in and out. I made every effort to assist by maneuvering up on my knees as best I could as I arched my back giving full access. Kevin continued his assault. Somewhere between a half dozen and a dozen strokes of his dick in and out of my ass, I felt sweat rain off Kevin and onto my body. This man was about to finish. More and more he fucked me. Harder and harder still he fucked me. Kevin drove his dick which had hardened to steel strength from the real steel at the tip to the base further into my ass. I felt this strengthened black dick pass in and out of my body knowing that the end result was coming and what it would be. With the speed of the fucking now, the flipping of his PA back and forth was almost imperceptible but it was doing its work inside me with each inward thrust. “YOU FUCKING WHITE BITCH KUNT! TAKE MY FUCKING NUT!” and with that, Kevin shoved his dick full length into my ass as far as he could holding it there as the muscles contracted and spit its glut of sticky white glue-like fluid that filled my ass. Over and over and over again this beautiful black uncut dick sprayed its fluids into my ass where they mixed with all the other fluids that had been deposited that day. This was the load of the day though: THE load. This was the load that had come from the man who had so excited my own nerve endings and stimulated me with his teeth and fingers. I would need more from him—decidedly more. Somewhere between two dozen and two and a half dozen shots from this now dwindling fat black dick, Kevin collapsed once more onto my body full length and lay there. Once more the crushing sensation hit me knocking the breath from my lungs a little. I cared not though knowing what he was imparting to me via his still buried dick. I felt his wet body as his sweat mixed with my own. He slowly moved his hands from my ass cheeks up to mine moving both his arms and mine close to my body. His head rested on my shoulder pushed up against my head. We lay coupled together both feeling the last vestiges of his body fluid draining from him into mine both satisfied for the moment. “Damn, Kevin. You haven’t fucked like that in a long time. I told you he had a sweet ass that was hot as a furnace,” Judge finally said. His words drew both Kevin and me back to reality. Kevin reached up and nipped my ear. “You’re fucking okay, man,” Kevin said. “You don’t leave before I get your number. I want back in you.” I nodded slightly. Kevin put his hands on the bed and pushed upwards lifting his body up off me as well as pulling his now soft dick out of my ass. I could only imagine what it would taste and feel like now. Kevin hopped off the bed as I began to stir myself from my position. My movement was stopped. LaShaun was on the bed almost as soon as Kevin had left it. Though I had begun to rise, LaShaun pushed me back down onto the bed face down. I remembered now about him and Judge watching. True to his word, LaShaun had had his pump primed and was again ready to fuck the ass he had met at Starkland Building. Who was I to refuse? I felt him knee my legs apart. I spread them as wide as I possibly could while attempting to raise my hips up so that my ass hole was available. It must have been just what LaShaun wanted. I felt his left hand reach up grasping my shoulder as his right hand positioned his dick head at my ass hole. I felt him push his dick head right into my ass on the first try. He reached up with his right hand firmly grabbing that shoulder as his left hand strengthened its grip on my left shoulder. “I knew you’d be a fuckin’ whore to watch with those two and would prime my pump. Bitch, you really got me goin’,” he said in my ear. With his fastest invasion all day, LaShaun rammed his fat dick in my ass full length where he began an instant fucking. This was not his style until now. He must have needed a visual treat to get him so turned on . . . and, I was glad that I had helped to provide that. He was a wicked fucker now. By comparison, LaShaun had been a gentle giant of a fucking man on his first two rounds with me. This time he was a mad man that had escaped his confinement of 20 years and was going to redeem his lack of sexual gratification all in one ass which happened to be mine. He took no time in “owning” my ass. He spared no brutality as he had before. LaShaun ravaged my ass with his dick as he slammed and rammed into me as hard as he could jarring my entire body despite being so tightly held by him at my shoulders. My ass and sphincter though used to being fucked now after all the fucking I had taken this day still let me know that this man was using my ass for purposes that were not gentle. He continued to assault my ass with his big dick as he worked through the built up sexual energy that had been developing while he had sat and watched Judge and Kevin fuck me on his bed. We had provided him with a 3-D visual of a three way between two Black men and a white man. It was a visual that he had seen on a few porn films it was not one that he had witnessed in person. It had worked him over. Now, LaShaun worked me over. He continued his relentless attack on my ass with his swollen black dick which had twice before invaded me. This time though there was an urgency in his attack that told me he had been truly turned on and enjoyed watching me being fucked by his two housemates. He had been stimulated to rise up for a third time to plant his big dick in my ass assailing me as he had not done before. His body atop mine attested that he was much further along than either of his other two fucks. His instant speed and urgency gauged by the depth and quickness of his strokes in and out of my ass told me that as he had said “his pump was primed.” Unlike the two times before, LaShaun did not last as long in his fucking me but instead unleashed his third load of cum into my ass. But, indeed he did unleash his load driving it further into me than he had before making sure that he deposited it as far in me as he could drive his dick. Not to be one that turns down any load of cum I was as thankful for this load as I was for all of the loads of cum that I had received that day. I enjoyed and savored feeling LaShaun’s dick as it swelled and forced through it all the ball juices that he had generated and created. I was now the repository for three loads from this one Black man alone. I had taken three other loads at Starkland Building and two from LaShaun’s housemates. Each of these loads of cum had been manna to me feeding me and my hunger. LaShaun collapsed on top of me much as Kevin had done. He was a spent man as Kevin had been. I felt his dick still in my ass making an occasional throbbing sensation making the last of its deposit coming to a final rest inside me pointing downward into me as I’m sure more of final fluids in his delivery tube drained into my ass. I wanted all of it. I needed all of it. LaShaun roused himself after whispering in my ear, “You fuckin’ whore. You’re gonna get more from me I know. You enjoyed this as much as I did.” As he pulled his now flaccid dick from my ass, I gently squeezed it to get that last little bit of him into me. He rolled over on his back as I turned to face him and smiled broadly. He looked back at me and playfully slapped at me. We both laughed. I threw my arm across his chest and moved in close. I reached down making an effort to take his now spent dick in my hand. He told me no. I obeyed moving my hand up to his stomach. LaShaun rested only a bit until he said, “Bill, you are welcome here any time. I’m givin’ you my number before you leave and hope to get yours. You’re a hot fuck. No strings though. I know the whore you are. You say no when you want. You get fucked by any other men you want but know you can always get fucked by me. As for Kevin and Judge, you welcome to fuck with them any time, too. I know them. They like sharing.” I considered what LaShaun had said. I replied, “I really enjoyed fucking with all three of you as well as the other three men at Starkland. I am a whore as you said. I am a sex addict. I’ll never be able to be fucked enough or take enough loads of cum in my ass to satisfy me. You will always be welcome in my ass any time. And, since we don’t live that far from each other, I figure we should be fucking a lot and often. I live just up the street on Meadow.” LaShaun jerked upwards and shot a surprised look at me. “You live where?” he asked. “I live just up the street on Meadow,” I repeated. “JUDGE! KEVIN! COME IN HERE!” LaShaun yelled. The two came to the door. “This whore lives up on Meadow!” LaShaun told them. The looks on their faces were priceless. We were now neighbors and knew it. The realization that only about a mile or so separated us presented such wonderful possibilities. They would have a piece of ass willing to accept any one or combination of the three in any sexual venture who lived not that far away. I, too, would have a choice of one or more Black men who were willing to fuck me good . . . and hard. They each knew that. There were four brains running through the possibilities. LaShaun said, “I’m gettin’ his number and will put it on the board and givin’ him the number here. I think we all enjoyed today. You okay with your number on our board for calls?” “If being on your board means available for all, I’d be honored and always horny,” I said. “I’ll give you my work schedule, too, so that you all know when to expect me at home usually.” Kevin said, “Damn, man. Never had a piece of ass that lived so close as you. And, with three in this place, at least one of us should be ready to fuck you good.” He laughed afterwards along with Judge and LaShaun. I interpreted this to mean that with these three I might be able to count on getting fucked at least three to four times per week. I hoped at least. “And, if not here, there is always my place that’s available for when any of you want to visit me,” I offered. Why should they host all of the time? I know how to greet men at the door naked and lubed. “We’ll take you up on that, too,” LaShaun said with Kevin and Judge agreeing. “Dude, your place next time for sure,” LaShaun said with Kevin and Judge once more agreeing. “In fact, we ain’t got any plans next weekend. Right? So, we’ll give you a call and set up when. You won’t be going to Starkland and won’t need to.” Kevin and Judge both chimed in with their agreements on all of LaShaun’s points. “Well, then, I suppose I should go home and rest so that I will be prepared for next weekend,” I said. “I’m sure I’m going to need all the rest I can get.” “Yeah, you best get a lot of it ‘cause you won’t get none when we get there,” Judge said and laughed. LaShaun and Kevin laughed and agreed with Judge. I rolled off the bed and stood up. LaShaun got out of bed as well and began getting dressed. I found my clothes and dressed. The four of us walked through the house to the front door. Judge had made a quick side trip and met us there. We exchanged numbers, and I provided my address. They each hugged me, squeezed my ass, and gave me a kiss. I left and drove home.
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Renewed Charge

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This is about my getting a definite re-charge. It took place at my favorite of all places: Man’s Country bath house in Chicago. There is nothing like MC. It’s my home away from home for this dick and cum addict bottom. I’ve got a favorite room which I try to get every visit. This trip was no different and the Dick Gods were with me. I’d snorted and smoked some tina before going to MC. I got to my room, stripped, and put on my chaps, boots, black jock, and harness. I lubed my ass and put out my supplies of lube, poppers, ethyl, and a couple of dildos for in between play. I spent the night as usual of walking a little but mostly in my room on my stomach. On occasion, I’d even see a guy in his room that was mutually interested, and I’d go in. I’d suck him hard, and he’d end up fucking his load in my ass. But, as I said, most of the time I was in my room on my stomach. The men walking by would look in and periodically one of them would walk by the room a couple of times before entering. I’d end up getting fucked and taking a load. I’d spent about 5 hours and taken several loads of cum in my ass when I happened to look at the door just as a tall Black man passed by. He looked at me and stopped long enough for each of us to assess the other. I nodded, and he returned the nod but moved on. Well, I needed something in my ass right then. I turned over on my back to decide. I took one of my dildos, licked the head of it, and shoved it in my ass. Yes, the door stayed open. Hell, I have no problem being watched as I get fucked or while I’m using one of my dildos. I am an exhibitionist and a voyeur. After getting my ass stimulated for a bit, I removed the dildo, licked off the juices, and put it away. I still had enough cum residue in my ass to use as lube. However, I did add a drop of lube to the outside as it was really dry. No sooner finished with that and the last of the gawkers (but no takers) moved on, then the tall Black guy walked by again. He was over 6 feet tall and weighed probably 240 or so as a guess. Girthy is what I call the type. His head was shaved but had a beard and ‘stache as I had. That might have made a connection for us. He looked in my room and smiled but kept going. Damn nice looking man. He came back by my room. This time he moved into the doorway filling it almost completely. He said, “What’s up?” I told him, “What is up is my need to get fucked and filled with another load of cum.” With that, he grinned widely. “You looking to be bred good then,” he said. “All the way breeding.” “Who you looking for to breed you?” he asked. “Any man with a hard dick or a soft dick I can suck and get hard,” I responded. With that, he came in the room and shut the door. He turned to face me as I had begun to get off the bed and stand on the floor. He unhitched his towel and hung it on a hook. I never took my eyes off his face. He placed his big hands on my shoulders and began pushing me downward. I knelt obediently, and he said, “Suck it hard.” I moved forward with great anticipation because I now saw his dick. It was thick with a vein that looked like it was ready to pop on the top of his dick and despite the low lighting it could still be seen. I was not sure if I could get his dick in my mouth let alone suck it. His dick had to be about three quarters the size of a soda can and at least 9 inches long—soft. It was unfortunately cut but it was here in front of me, and I was going to be using his big black cut thick long dick just as surely as he was going to use it for his pleasure in my ass. I reached my hand up to push his dick upward to meet my mouth. It was a tight fit but his dick did go in my mouth. I began sucking on his dick wetting it with my saliva. As much as I tried, I could not get all of his dick in my mouth. I sucked and rolled my tongue around his dick as best that I could while he stood there looking down at me. He let me suck away but then he seemed to pull out of my mouth and re-positioned himself and pushed his dick further into my mouth than it had been. It was much easier sucking but I still could not take all of his dick. I missed the opportunity to go all the way to his pubes. He began fucking my mouth and held my head still with his big hands placed on either side of my head. He face fucked me for quite awhile, and I loved every stroke he made. His dick then began to truly fill my mouth to the max. This was a pro of a man. He sensed that I had just about reached my limit and withdrew his dick and chuckled. “You did good. A lot better than most guys.” Even after he had withdrawn his dick, it continued to grow and soon was sticking out from his body with that big vein on top looking to be even bigger now. His dick had a slight upwards angle. The mushroom head glistened with my spit, and the piss slit stood ready to discharge his gooey load of cum. I was beginning to get heady from the thought of that huge black dick going into my ass; but take it I was determined to do. This man was going to breed me good and hard. He told me to get up and to bend over the edge of the bed. I did. “Lube?” he asked. I pointed to the bottle of lube. “You sure you want me to breed you?” he asked. “Yes; definitely.” I said. “Once I start, man, I’m not stopping,” he told me. “Just make sure I’m good and ready to take a breeding from you. Make my ass good and ready for all of you.” I told him. “You got poppers for yourself? You’re going to need them,” he told me. I reached over from where I was bent over the edge of the bed and retrieved my ethyl can and bandana. I was ready. “You got spray. Good. Better than poppers. You’re going to need it. I’ll tell you when to hit and when I do, take the biggest mothafuckin hits you’ve ever done.” With that, nothing more was said. He went to work on my ass. I felt a thick calloused finger jam into my ass. Oh, yes; this was going to be a breeding from Hell . . . and I was sure I'd love it. He worked his finger around inside finally beginning to fuck me with it. He did that maybe a half a minute and then inserted a second calloused finger in my ass. This rough edged finger fucking of his was only the beginning stage for him. He fucked with those two fingers for several minutes until he was satisfied. I was almost at the point of taking a hit but didn’t. He had shoved his fingers all the way inside my ass as far as he could reach. I wiggled around trying to accept more of them. I then felt him beginning to turn his fingers trying to rotate them and then pulling them out of my ass. As he pulled out, I could feel his nails scraping and tearing. He pulled almost all the way out and then shoved them back inside where he rotated slightly his fingers and began scraping and tearing my insides again. This he repeated several times until he had scraped 360 degrees on my insides. Round two came immediately after completing his initial scraping runs. He finally withdrew his fingers and said, “Take a look. You’re ready.” I looked at the fingers he was holding in front of my face, and they were tinged with blood. I was ready; my ass was ready; he was ready. He said, “I’m going to pop your kunt good.” I knew he was. I heard him say to spray my bandana and did so. He told me to spray more, and I did. “Now, exhale and take that big hit; take several big hits,” he said. I exhaled quickly and as I did so I felt his hands pulling my ass cheeks apart wide and the mushroom head of his big black dick line up with my hole. In an instant I shoved the bandana in my mouth and inhaled as quickly as possible. I quickly exhaled through my nose and as soon as possible again inhaled through the bandana in my mouth. I did a third though the last was not as deep as the first two as I was very wobbly. In the two fast inhales of air, I had inhaled a huge amount of the ethyl into my lungs getting some air but mostly the ethyl; the third I wasn't sure how much of the spray I got. I could feel it hitting my system and began to go limp as I continued to inhale more and more of the ethyl. I had to get as much into me as possible. With the start of about the fourth bit of inhaling this big Black man with his big black huge veined dick rammed that black dick all the way into my ass as I was slipping into unconsciousness. The pain I could tell was excruciating but was off in a distance somewhere—it wasn’t here with me now. With the T I had done hours earlier and now the huge amount of ethyl, I held my own. I bounced back and forth in passing out totally and yet being pulled back to reality from the pain. I then became aware that he was pounding my ass with full strokes of his massive thick black dick that was splitting my ass open while his full entry thrusting was hitting me on the inside and creating a very well used area as a bumper. As I began to rouse more, I felt him shove his big black dick all the way inside me and lean over taking the bandana from my mouth and the ethyl spray can from my hand. He heavily sprayed the bandana again, shoved it in my mouth, and said, “Breathe deeper this time, man or I’m going to kill you.” I exhaled as much as I could still being in somewhat of a stupor and then inhaled even harder than before. This hit me real good. My head hit the mattress and my arms were totally useless as I felt my whole body go blank. I was in such a place of unknowing and unawareness. I did finally begin to recover and felt my body being shaken by something. It kept shaking me. Was I caught in a wind storm? No, it was hitting me; something was hitting me in the same place. My head began to clear more. I finally began to stir and felt my bandana being removed from my mouth. Then I slowly roused myself to reality and found myself face down on my bed with my ass being fucked by a Black man I had only just met. His big veined thick long black dick was invading my ass and pushing my endurance to the limits yet I knew I would never tell him to stop . . . not that he would. I continued to become alert as he continued to thrust his black dick in and out of my ass stretching it open to new limits and hitting new depths inside me. I knew this was a man who knew not only how to fuck but how to breed an ass and fill it full of his glorious wonderful poison which I lusted to take. As I began moving about, he began a torrent of name calling and telling me what he was doing to me. “I’m fucking your kunt you white bitch. You are mine now. You are going to open your kunt to my black dick every time I see you. I won’t even ask; you’ll just offer it up to me. You’re nothing but a white bitch kunt for men like me to breed and fill with our poz loads. You’re going to take my black dick and every black dick or every dick I tell you to take up your kunt and ride them until they nut in your hole. You’re going to get a mix of the best poz strains I can find.” I slowly as if in a trance reached my hands out to the wall facing me placing them firmly there. I then began meeting his forward thrusts with almost equal thrusts backwards so that his invasion of my ass with his thrusts hit my insides even harder. Surely, I would be bruised from the pounding I was taking. The pain of such fucking had changed now to utter ecstasy of taking his dick the full length while he stretched my hole as wide as his dick had swelled. He slammed into me as I impaled myself onto his dick for a very long time. Each of us had begun to sweat. I could feel the sweat on my own body and the sweat from his body dripping onto my body mixing with my sweat. I was definitely being fucked in a way that had avoided me for a long time. This was how I needed to take dick and cum: hard, driven, deep, purposeful. But with all that fucking and we each had definitely met another man who enjoyed fucking the same way there reaches the point where all the ball slamming he did against my ass I knew we were reaching the end of the fuck. His grip on my hips became tighter. His thrusts came even harder and deeper. I let go of the wall and reached behind me attempting to pull my ass cheeks as open as possible so that he could drive deep in me as possible. He moved his hands down from my hips placing each of his hands on my cheeks with the heel of his palm inside the crack of my ass. He pulled my cheeks open wide and began to drive deeper and harder still. I clamped my sphincter around his big black wonderful hard dick every time he pulled out of my ass. I was going to milk every poison sperm out of his dick and into my white kunt. He spit out at me, “Take my fucking dirty load you white kunt bitch. I’m filling your white kunt with all my poison. You are MINE now.” With that he shoved his black hard dick all the way in my white kunt and began to spasm unleashing salvo after salvo of his hot thick creamy poison DNA into my bloody white bred kunt. He held his dick inside me as each wave of his cum shot through his dick and into me but then would occasionally pull half out to ram into my kunt once again. I kept milking his dick but after several minutes he slowly began to pull out of my ass. I clamped down on his dick to drain any late arrivals. He stepped back from me, I stood up barely but knelt dutifully and with gratitude if not reverence took his dick gently into my mouth and sucked on it until he was clean. The taste was superb. He was still hard but ever so slowly softening. Still, he had a beautiful black dick which did wonderful things to my ass. He pulled me to my feet and shoved his tongue down my throat in total surprise to me. Had I not just left his dick I’d have sworn he had just shoved his dick back in my mouth. He pulled away and said, “Man, you know how I love to fuck and can take it. What are you doing the rest of the night?” “I’m going to get fucked by as many men as possible but none that will fuck me like I just got fucked . . . and bred. And, if no other men want to fuck, I’ve always got my dildos.” “What dildos?” he asked. “I’ve got two black ones to keep me company at slow times.” I turned and reached to the backside of the bed shoving my hand under the mattress removing one and then the other. One is a biggy with balls while the other is an average size and a simple stop slip of latex to keep it from being sucked into an ass. Eyeing them, my Black breeder took the bigger one. “Get on your back with your ass at the edge,” he said. I did so. I soon felt the head of the big black dildo pushing against my ass. He continued to push, and with one steady speed, he shoved that big dildo all the way in. He began twisting it and fucking my ass. “I’m making sure you’re going to get a good breeding from me.” Once satisfied, he withdrew the big black dildo taking the smaller one and put it to my mouth. I opened my mouth, and he inserted it where I sucked on it. He removed it and shoved it all the way inside my ass. “Good. Now, none of that poison will come out easily.” He pulled me up off the bed and smiled and said, “You like getting fucked by Black men, don’t you?” “I get fucked by any man, but, yes, Black men know how to fuck the best. And, a very rare few Black men REALLY know how to fuck and breed a white kunt like mine.” “How long you here for?” he asked. “A couple more hours maybe. It depends on how things go.” “I want some more of that white piece of kunt. I think I deserve it, don’t you?” I laughed shaking my head in total agreement. “Any time you want in my kunt, it’s yours.” “I’ve got a couple of more hours myself. I’ll be back for a nightcap before I leave. You have fun until then; just don’t leave without my fucking you again though.” I smiled and said, “You’ve got another E-ticket to ride my kunt before we leave here.” With that, he draped his towel around his waist, opened the door, and left. From the three guys standing outside my door, there must have been a convention in town. I wondered what it could be. I smiled and nodded at the three and returned to my bed. Settling down on the mattress remembering the superb fucking and breeding I had just received. My sweat covered body began to cool down evaporating the sweat. It’s such a rarity to find a man like this one had been who really knows how to mix verbal with the right temperament of fucking a whore’s hole such as mine and has the equipment to make the fuck into a super memorable event. And, event it was. I took the corner of the sheet and wiped my head and face removing the last vestige of sweat. I had no sooner put my head back on my pillow when I heard a voice at the door, “Man, you must be a helluva fuck. I know dat dude who jus lef. Bet dat was a hot fuck to watch.” I turned and smiled saying, “He’s a helluva fucking breeder. You interested in breeding my white kunt?” “Might be.” “Well, when you know, stop by and let me know.” I don’t spend idle time talking any man into fucking me. He either has a load in him ready to get out or he doesn’t. This guy stood there a moment or two but finally came in the room shutting the door behind him. “You sho yo’ up to ‘notha fuck?” he asked. “I’m always ready for a fuck . . . even if I’m not. Any man or men, any dick, any piss, any cum, any time, any where, no questions asked is my mantra.” I slipped off the bed as he removed his towel. He was my height (5’ 10”), Black, had a kinky fur covered chest, clean shaven, and very close-cut head of hair. I hung his towel on the hook and sank to my knees. His dick was a nice size probably about 7 inches and cut. I sucked his dick into my mouth and began going up and down on the full length giving the entire length my attention. I swirled my tongue around the shaft much to his delight. I could feel his dick growing more and more. As soon as his dick got fully erect, I sucked on it a couple of more minutes and then stood up. I turned and bent over the edge of the bed. As I did I remembered the dildo. I reached back and pulled it out and put it to the side. “Man, yo had dat in ya? How come?” I told him so that none of the cum would leak out of me. I bent over the edge of the bed again and felt him line up his black dick with my white kunt. I could feel him moving the head of his dick around until it was below my hole. “Man, push some of that cum out.” I began to squeeze until I felt the liquid running down from my ass and stopped. “Yeah, yo a fuckin’ ho for cum. I’m gonna nut in you good.” I started to reach for my ethyl when he plunged full length. Oh, yes, some minor pain but I had just had a helluva fuck that made me ready for this black dick. This man plowed my hole from all angles. He was just as determined though and drove in me deep. “Man yo gotta have a gallon in you.” I was content to have it in me; he could guess the quantity as far as I was concerned. I just wanted to add his load to my mix. This man fucked with a determination and before long I heard him gasping for air and began feeling him tightening his grip on my hips. He then reached down grabbed my cheeks pulling them wide open and drove all the way in me as hard and as far as he could go. He then reached up grabbing my shoulders and pushed his dick harder still in my ass. I could feel his dick throbbing and bobbing in my ass knowing that he was depositing another good load of cum from another black man. He relaxed his grip, raised up, and pulled out. His dick was replaced by him shoving the small black dildo into my ass. He smacked my ass twice, laughed, put his towel around his waist, and left. I got up straightened up the sheet a bit and climbed back into the bed settling myself. I looked at my watch. I had a couple of hours left. I laid there hearing men pass by. I decided to go for a walk and probably my last one for the night. I got up off the bed, put my right foot up on the edge, and reached around to pull out the black dildo. As I did, a tall white guy with long hair and hairy chest walked by. He stopped and looked. “Just keeping the home fires ready,” I said. He laughed and moved on. I swallowed the dildo licking it clean then put it next to the big one, tested my ass with my fingers and found them very wet. I knew though going for a walk I needed to be sure I had some lube just in case. I added a small amount just for test feels. Upstairs I went and twice around it looking for a dick to fuck me. Then, back to first floor to get to The Pit. On my first walk around, some nice lookers but nothing that grabbed my attention or that gave me any indication of interest. Back around I went only to walk past a room whose door was previously closed. Now, it was open and in it was the white guy who had watched me remove the black dildo. I stopped. He smiled at me in his dimly lit room. I stepped in and closed it behind me. He stood up. He was a bit taller about 6 feet. Sandy blond hair, blue or green eyes, smooth chest, and from the looks he lifted weights. “You’re the dude upstairs who gets barebacked, aren’t you?” “Yes.” I said. “You interested?” “Sure. I need to get going though.” Not to stand in any man’s way, I turned around and bent over. “No, I need you to lay flat on the bed and me on top.” I climbed on the bed and lay down spreading my legs. He climbed on tossing his towel at our feet. I could sense he was jacking his dick. He knelt on the bed behind me jacking until I reached back and pulled my cheeks apart. That was what he needed to see—he was a visual stimulus man. Not long after that, he began to settle down on top of me. I felt his dick hit the outside of my hole on the first try. He then sank slowly into me filling my kunt with a dick that could have been the twin of the black guy earlier. He was stretching my ass completely wide open and was pushing inward fully. He wasn’t as long but he did have about the same girth on him. He settled his dick in my ass and laid totally on top of me crushing me into the bed. Whatever it takes to get fucked and take a load of cum. He began pistoning in and out of my ass slowly. He had put his left arm around my throat raising my head upwards. The right hand had slipped beneath me, and he began squeezing my pierced right nipple harder and harder. As he began twisting and squeezing my nipple he picked up the speed on his fucking. This man liked to destroy nipples as he fucked. It became obvious that my nipples were directly now wired to his dick and balls. In no time, he was squeezing my nipple as if he was going to twist it off while choking me with his other arm. When I was about to protest, he began slamming his dick into my ass until one final thrust which sent his body into tremors and shaking. He was shooting his load in my kunt. One more load for the night. He eased off my nipple and my throat but took a little to recover from shooting his load of cum. Finally, pushing himself up off me, he stood up as did I. “Thanks,” he said. I nodded and left to return to my room. On my way back, I passed a short black man who slapped my ass as we passed. I turned back to look at him and said, “Only if you mean it.” I kept walking. When I got to my room, I heard a voice say, “I mean it.” We both went in. “You the barebacker I heard about?” he asked. “I suppose so. I bareback,” I said. “I mean with Black men.” “Yes.” “I heard you take on any black man.” “As long as it’s bareback, yes.” “Let me see your ass.” I bent over the edge of the bed. He turned up the light and began looking at my ass. “How many loads of cum have you taken?” “For tonight, at least a dozen.” With that, he drove his tongue into my ass deep. This small-framed Black man had a huge tongue and knew how to use it. He fucked me with his tongue for a few minutes rising finally tossing his towel onto the bed beside me. I heard him spit and then felt him moving closer lining his black dick up to my hole. He drove all the way in and began immediately pumping my hole. Not a bad dick. Not huge but not a Wee Willy Winky like mine either. He fucked me for awhile and then stopped to move his dick to the left and right. His technique which I’ve had done before. Whatever it takes to get a man off and get his load in my ass I always say. He continued to fuck me and waggle his dick inside me. He then asked, “You ready for this load?” “Yes.” He pounded my ass hard. He made no sounds other than his skin hitting my ass and the sound of his dick slopping in and out of my kunt. The entire time he kept fucking. He stopped and slowly began pulling his dick out. As soon as his dick was out, he shoved his fingers up in me as far as they would go. He began scraping the insides with his nails. “That ought to bug you good.” With that comment, he was out the door. Oh, well. Some men don’t know to stick around and wait for proper thanks. It was getting close to my departure time. I thought about going for a walk to find my Black breeder but decided against it. He knew where I was. I started to change putting in my bag my leather and other gear. I was pulling the sheet off the bed when I heard a knock at the door. I opened it and there stood my Black breeder. He entered the room and shut the door. I noticed he was dressed and had his linens with him. I said, “I thought you might have left without saying good-bye. I’ve got to check out now.” “I’m leaving with you. Get your stuff and let’s go. I’m taking you home with me. I’m going to breed your ass all night and tomorrow as well. I’ve got a lot planned out for your white kunt. You’re going to be my bitch, and I’m going to teach you what that means.” “You drive? I didn’t.” he asked. “No. I’ll get us a cab though,” I said. Outside, I stepped to the curb looking up and down the street. Finally sighting one headed to The Loop, I put my hand up, and he pulled over. We crossed the street and got in. He gave the address, and the driver pulled out. We arrived what felt like hours later but realistically in about 20 minutes. I paid the driver who went on his way. I followed him into a small house where he closed and locked the door behind us. “Bring your things with you.” I followed him toward the back to a bedroom. “Drop them in the corner there and strip. You don’t need clothes on, and they will only get in my way. You get fucked any more?” “Yes; I got fucked and took three more loads of cum after you. None delivered like you did though.” It was no lie and not intended to be a suck up to him. I had removed all my clothes by then as had he. I walked toward him. “Yeah, that’s good. I like a kunt who loves to get fucked and bred a lot mixing all those loads together. Here’s the deal. I can breed you some more and you leave here or you can become my white kunt bitch. At any rate, you’ll still get bred by me but it will have some perks with it.” “I dig using white men like you. You real guys know what being a whore is about. You’ve been around and are addicts to being fucked and bred. You don’t care who it is, what size a dick is, or if it shoots dirty or clean. I dig breeding your ass just the way I did tonight and that’s how I breed every time with a white kunt bitch like you. You don’t want it that way every time, now’s the time to say so. I also dig on sharing your white kunt with all my buds and any other man I think might tear your ass up. I make any off you is mine. Your pay is getting your white kunt fucked and bred good. When not with me, you can get fucked all you want. But, when with me, I say who fucks you and who doesn’t. Don’t even ask about someone fucking you and no one goes in your kunt without my okay. You understand?” I looked at him closely and for some time considering his words. I knew what I was going to answer but didn't want to seem too eager. “Yes, I totally understand,” I said. “Good. You dress me and undress me. You bathe me. You clean my house. You take my piss and drink it or take it up your ass. What I do to you is use you. You belong to me. You got it?” “Yes, I understand,” I repeated. “Now, last thing. I enjoy beating and doing some sadistic things to my white kunts. Come with me.” We left the bedroom and went to a set of steps leading to a basement. Down we went with him turning on lights as we went. We arrived finally at a door where he stopped turning to me and saying, “If this shit isn’t going to work for you, tell me upfront. I know what I like and get it my way.” With that, he opened the door turning on the lights to what I can only describe as a terrible place of torture and pain inducing scenes. Jackpot, man! Though not often given the opportunity to indulge in this side of me, when the chance arose, it was never turned down. I surveyed this room with all the instruments, devices, toys, and other items of torture as if I had just had the best Christmas, and it wasn’t even December. I walked slowly around the room taking in everything that I saw. I turned to him and said, “Sir, may I speak bluntly?” He nodded assent. I looked directly at him, then, bowing my head slightly I knelt on the floor. “Sir, I have certain limits. I do not participate in activities involving minors, females, scat, gun play, cbt, shaving, fire, condoms, cologne, breakables, punching or beating to abuse, permanent alterations, or items that will render my ass incapable of being used. I have a mass on my right testicle as a result of a major injury in childhood. I can and do wrap my ball sac in a leather band or wrap a rope around it multiple times to push my balls downward. Done that way I can take a parachute and some weight on them.” Total honesty to his face. He moved slowly about the room. I knelt there knowing that this could go either way. Finally, he said, “But, you’d become a white kunt bitch owned by me when we are together with me breeding you and choosing who I let breed you also?” I weighed my thoughts carefully before speaking. I needed to be sure that I said precisely the right thing as this was a unique man and opportunity. I spoke slowly saying, “Sir, you would own me as a white kunt bitch. I will clean your house, bathe you, dress you, undress you, willingly accept you breeding me as you did earlier, willingly accept only those you approve to breed me when we are together, and willingly accept your sadistic play as long as the limits I outlined are respected.” This time he weighed my words as he continued to walk around the room. He stopped turning to me and said, “You will not wear any leather items until you earn the right.” I told him that my biker boots were all the footwear that I had. I wore only them and had no other shoes. He agreed to them. He walked across the room to me, pulled me upright, then guided me to a St. Andrew’s cross. He fastened my wrists and ankles to the cross. I was going to get my first sample of his work. He walked across the room, and I heard him selecting some items. He returned soon. He leaned into my ear and said, “Imagine this with all my might. Imagine this when I am angry or displeased. You better not let this drop out of my kunt bitch.” I felt his hand prying open my cheeks and soon felt an unlubed dildo being rammed into my ass full length. At least it wasn’t that thick. I sucked on that dildo with my ass with great determination not knowing what else to expect. I soon found out. I felt the multiple strands of a flogger hit my ass making me jump in surprise. He continued to strike my legs, arms, back, and ass moving from one area to another. No blow was with much force but the multiple strikes and the not knowing which area was going to be hit next kept my mind racing while trying to focus on not dropping the dildo he had shoved in my ass. I could feel with each strike the dildo sliding out a little as a result of my body jerking and my sphincter not closing completely because of all the cocks that had fucked me through the night. I continued to focus harder on sucking on that dildo with my ass while the flogging continued. Shortly, it stopped. I was heightened to sensitivity and breathing heavily while my body glistened in a new round of sweat. I began letting down my expectation of being hit. Then, I heard the flogger cutting through the air once more and braced for its impact. It struck solidly on my back tensing me once again and an immediate reaction of clamping my ass cheeks together as I felt the dildo slide outward. I held that dildo in my ass with my sphincter clamped down on it until all of a sudden what part of it was not in my ass returned to the inside of me and then immediately all of that dildo was yanked out causing my ass to feel totally empty while my sphincter clamped down onto nothing. There was a beautiful pain about being emptied that way. “Kunt, you are going to do me great.” I was released from my bindings and followed my owner upstairs and back to the bedroom. He went into the bathroom having me to follow him. He told me to piss into the toilet which I did. I didn’t realize how full of water I was. He then had me to get in the tub with him and told me to take his dick in my mouth. “I’m going to piss and replenish your bladder. Learn to drink my piss and not lose any.” He began to piss slowly and I greedily drank. The water came faster and I had to drink faster. I kept pace with his flow with only a few dribbles coming out of the corners of my mouth. “Good. Now, we go to bed.” We left the bathroom and got into bed. I realized how tired I was and coming off the T I had snorted and smoked. I started to move closer to him when he sat up and tossed the covers back. He felt around the bed finding my hand and took it to his dick where I found he was rock hard. Without hesitating I started to scoot down to suck his beautiful huge black dick when he twisted me around and began rising up on his knees. I finally realized he wanted me face down. As I moved into that position, I also spread my legs. His massive black huge veined dick found its target soon enough, and he plunged once more into my, no, his kunt. It did after all belong to him now. He fucked me almost as hard as he had at Man’s Country. The only thing making it easier was the soft mattress he had on his bed compared to the bath house mattress which is next to nothing. I could feel the entire length of his dick slam into my ass as the opening spread wide to accept his glistening black dick. As he fucked me more, I became aware that he had plunged into my ass without the aid of any lube. What was lubricating his dick were all the loads of cum that I had taken at Man’s Country including his own load of cum. He continued to pummel my ass with his dick saying nothing but using all of his energy to ram his black cut thick dick into his kunt and to breed once more the kunt that now belonged to him. He fucked for a good while until he began gasping for breath and pounding into my ass harder and harder. He slammed forward into my ass and held his dick there unleashing all too soon for me his sperm once more. I savored every ounce of his tainted DNA entering my ass. He lay on top of me for several minutes regaining his composure. With regret for me, he soon pulled his wonderful black dick out of my ass and got out of bed. I heard him across the room searching for something. He returned to the bed shortly and found my ass. He shoved his big middle finger in and began scratching me with his nail. I adjusted to allow easy access. He continued silently finally pulling his finger out with the deed done. I then felt something hard at the entrance of my ass and then a big shove. He had found my small black dildo and was using it as a butt plug. He shoved his middle finger in my mouth, and I obediently sucked it clean just as a white kunt bitch should do. He then turned my back to him with my neck resting on his arm and fell asleep.
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One Night Wed 11Th - Breed Me

Teddybehr4u posted a topic in Seattle / Tacoma Metro Area

Downtown on the 11th for one night - looking to get chemmed and used - like older but not necessary - submissive teddy bear pig bottom. Anyone around midweek?
- February 9, 2015
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Alone At The Gym

Pighole88 posted a topic in General Bareback Sex Stories

I've been getting myself on a habit of working out four days a week, trying to maintain my pleasantly cub-esque form, and have been fairly happy with the results thus far. The gym is in San Francisco, and while it's not a 'gay gym' officially, about 90% of its members are the same guys you'll see at the Eagle Tavern donning their leather and smoking their cigars later on. As a result, I've always found this gym to be a fucking turn-on with the ripe mansmells, the beards and chain collars, and the almost mandatory eye-fucking of one another. The place is sexually charged. I normally work out Monday-Thursday after my office closes. I've tried going to the gym with my coworkers who basically do all cardio, no lifting, and the place is filled with early 20's girls in their yoga pants and the gym "bro" type grunting to show off to the aforementioned girls. That place wasn't for me. This week I found myself too busy with work on Thursday so that I wasn't able to make it to the gym before it closed. Friday and Saturday are usually a night of drinking with a few friends, or slutting around by some means (which I did end up doing, by getting my hole bred by a hot Latino bear both nights into the wee hours). Therefore, I found myself waking up early to get there on Sunday before it got busy. I was still pretty tired from the long nights before, but could either sleep for the rest of the day or go find something (someone?) else to do. As I had anticipated, the gym was fairly empty when I got there. A few older men on the cardio machines, not even watching each other but rather watching the news. I figured I'd be in and out within an hour. Getting changed in the locker room, tumbleweeds could've rolled by, it was empty! I stripped down to change and enjoyed a free moment to just let everything hang out. The smell of this locker room always made my dick chub up a bit, and my hole pucker. I stuck one leg up on the bench so that I could reach back and finger my hole a bit. Still wet with cum from the night before, still loose. I started with two fingers, then worked up to three fingers; This was heaven. I started to hear footsteps on the tiled floor so quickly quit my shenanigans and started getting into my gym garb. The footsteps approached me and I looked to my left to see a beautiful, mid-40s man opening his locker. He sported a full, dark beard, huge biceps and a baseball cap that basically said "I don't give a shit". I tried to be subtle while I glanced down to what he was sporting below the waist. Some mighty toned calves (friends don't let friends skip leg day!) and a sizeable package pushing the front of his shorts forward. I stood up, locked my locker and caught his eye, at which point he gave me a smirk. My hole puckered again. The gym floor was still empty and I had access to all of the weights I wanted. I decided it should be chest day and made my way to the rarely-empty press bench. Racked em up, got down and started to pump. After my third set I saw the same daddy from the locker room approaching, and dead stopped in front of me. I unplugged my earbuds and looked up at him stuttering something like "uh, s-sorry, 2 more sets, I promise". His voice was just as sexy as he was, deep and confident when he responded "No, it wasn't that. I used to be a trainer and I think you could be benching more...." I thought about what he said and he was right. I had planned on taking it easy today since my coffee hadn't even kicked in, but I should've been taking it seriously. "You're right. I can handle more" I responded. He grabbed two nearby 35 pound weights and slid them onto the bars, adding about 15 more pounds than my last record. "Think you can handle that?" he inquired, looking me dead in the eyes. While nervous, I wanted to impress this guy. "Sure, no problem" I said, trying to hide the trepidation in my voice. This would be a challenge, I knew. I think he saw right through me and added "I'll spot you, just in case." He positioned himself above my head and I caught a smell of his ripe balls, which made my cock jump. I had hoped he hadn't noticed. FOCUS, I told myself, but it was hard. Halfway through the first set I started struggling, but Daddy was right there to cheer me on. "You got this, keep breathing. Three more, almost done. Two more. One aaand done. Nice job kid." I was sweating already, probably half from the workout and half from this quintessential man hovering over me. "Take a few minutes and then we can finish your last set". I didn't know if I had another one in me but I wasn't about to say no. When I got back down under him I could see his shorts slightly tenting... and then I caught it. He had positioned himself just right so that I could somewhat see up the leg of his shorts and what a sight it was. A veiny, uncut cock, semi-hard that looked wide enough to tear me open. My heart was racing, but I took a deep breath and tried to get back to the task at hand. I made it through five of my eight reps and that was all I could do. I was a bit embarrassed failing in front of him but he just gave me this picture-perfect smile and said "Good job!", which made my heart flutter again. We introduced ourselves, me and Chris and him as Tom, I said thanks, and we parted to finish our workouts. Through the rest of my workout, he was always somewhat nearby on another machine or bench, working those massive biceps. I couldn't help but continue to steal glances, and caught the fact that I wasn't exactly being subtle about it. I was redeemed by the fact that I caught him doing the same thing a few times. After a pretty hefty session, I called it quits since I could barely lift my arms at that point. Daddy was nowhere to be found so I couldn't say goodbye, and I headed for the showers. I crammed my sweat-drenched jock and clothes into the locker, grabbed my favorite soap (gym-provided soaps always suck) and made my way, towel wrapped around my waist, to the showers). Two of the six shower stalls were occupied when I arrived so I took my favorite one at the end. They had plastic walls and doors so there was, unfortunately, no peeking. A few minutes into my shower I found my dick would just not go down, and my hole needed some fingers crammed up there to play with that load of cum from the night before. I started to furiously jack my own cock, while ramming three fingers in and out of my battered cunt. This wouldn't take long, especially after Tom's obvious teasing. I was lost in the moment on the verge of orgasm when I heard my door open and shut, and tried to cover myself to turn around when I saw Tom in his naked glory coming in behind me. My heart was nearly beating out of my chest but he wasn't about to play the hey, will you wash my back for me? game. Instead, he grabbed my by the back of my head and forcefully kissed me. Wow this man could kiss, and his beard brushing my face felt so good. When we broke off the kiss, I just looked at him unsure of what to say. "C'mon boy, I saw your mouth watering when you looked up my shorts. I knew exactly what you wanted. I saw you fingering your hole in the locker room before getting dressed." Shit, he saw that? Well, no harm I guess if this was the result. I looked down at his cock, and damn! At full mast it was even more impressive: veiny, thick, uncut and about nine inches long. I definitely hadn't seen one like that in a long time. When he noticed me looking down, he chuckled. "Yeah, I knew you wanted it," and with that he pulled me in for another deep, wet kiss. I felt his hand creeping down my back to my furry ass, and then felt one of his fingers prod at my hole. "Well, looks like someone beat me to the punch. How fresh is that load, boy?" I could feel myself blushing. "Last night..." "Hmmmm, so it's not from this morning? Well, we'll just have to fix that. Push some out for me." Flushed, I pushed out as much cum as I could into his waiting hand. He brought it up to his face and took a quick lick at it. I saw his dick throb harder when he did that, and he brought his still-cummy hand down to his cock, smearing that slime all over it. WIthout another word, he pushed my hands up against the wall and lined up his cock with my hole. I was glad, at that moment, that I had been fingering my hole all morning because a cock like his was meant for destruction. "You want this, boy?" "Mmmmmm" was all I could mutter out, getting the feeling he was going to give it to me whether I liked it or not. Hi lined up that foreskin-lined-head of his cock right up against my hole, and I pushed my hole out to try to ease the entry. As he pushed forward a bit, I felt the head pop in and I shuddered. It hurt a bit, but nothing unbearable. Then he shoved in a few more inches, brushing hard against my prostate, at which point a giant gob of precum decided to puddle around and drip off of my own rod. "Ready for the rest?" he asked. "Yes, please give it to me" I whimpered, lost in the ecstasy and taboo of getting fucked in the shower. And he did, he gave it to me, all of it. In one long stroke, he bottomed out in my hole, making me gasp loudly into steamy air. Quickly, he used his right hand to cover my mouth, quite tightly, and stayed perfectly still. "Shhhh boy, we don't want to attract any uninvited attention. I don't want to lose my membership here, I just started!" With that, he began thrusting in and out, slowly. My ass felt so full, so perfect at that time. The way my ass should always feel. This is what I needed, something more intense and primal than just pump 'n' dump from the bar. He started picking up pace and really battering my swollen hole. Every time his head brushed my prostate I shuddered, and more precum leaked out of my cock. This was bliss. He began long-dicking me, all the way out, then all the way in. Every time he pulled out my hole was left gaping, which just made him getting back in that much easier. "God boy, that load in your hole feels so good oozing around my cock. I'm gonna blow soon. You want that?" "Yes!" "Yes what?" "Yes SIR" I whispered, ready to do what EVER this man wanted. "You like servicing men?" "Yes!" "I'm not going to say this again. Yes what?" "Yes SIR, I live to service men!" "Good fucker. Your hole is meant for it." He started to furiously thrust his cock all the way into my guts, causing a pleasure/pain that was indescribable. I couldn't stand it anymore and reached down to stroke my own cock. Suddenly, his hand flew down to my wrist and snatched it away from my poor neglected dick. "If you like servicing men, you need to learn that that's your job. Your dick doesn't have anything to do with that!" Like a dejected puppy, I just whimpered "Yes, SIR." My cock was so hard that it hurt, but he was right. He grabbed my other wrist and crossed my arms behind my back with a deadly grip. "Just be quiet boy, I'm almost there." Using my restrained arms for leverage, he pummeled my hole until I felt his cock growing even fatter. My hole was making sloppy sounds around it and then his arm flew around my neck and held me there while he emptied his balls into my guts, as deep as his cock could go. He held me there, my slightly choking around his massive bicep while he shot volley after volley of seed into my swollen hole. After several minutes of sitting just like that, my own cock still straining for attention, he slowly slid out. His load went so deep in me, nothing could possibly fall out at this point. Tom turned me around and looked me in the eye before pulling me in for a no less passionate kiss than before. "I want more of that hole." I nearly jumped with excitement at the prospect of getting another intense session like that. "Yeah? When?" "Later today." Well there we go, I had plans for the afternoon. We wandered out of the shower, drying off, and heading back to our neighboring lockers. While getting dressed, I had to ask. "So when?" "Give me your phone." "Okay" I said, handing it to him. "You're a slow learner, aren't you?" It took me a minute, before realizing the error I had made. "Yes SIR," I responded, taking pride in the fact that I had figured out what he meant. "Better. We'll work on that. Here," he said, handing my phone back to me. He had entered his contact information and an address, not far from the gym, and a time. "You come take care of this cock again, and then you can come to my Superbowl party." "Yes SIR, sounds like fun." I figured a few beers and hotwings after a wild day would be a good way to relax. "You mind helping out at the party, boy?" "No, not at all SIR." "Good, I can always use a bit of help at these things." "Yes SIR, I can do that." "Good. It was nice to... um... meet you, Chris" he said with a wink. All dressed, he grabbed his duffel bag and headed toward the exit. He stopped in his tracks and turned around: "I don't want you touching that cock, or emptying out my load. Got it?" "Yes SIR, got it. I'll just go find some clean clothes and get something to eat, and then I'll head over." "Just wear what you've got on, it's nothing fancy" he responded, with a little evil in his eyes. "But my jock is pretty much soaked fr-" he cut me off at that. "I know, boy. Do as I say, and you'll be rewarded." "Yes SIR, understood." "I'll see you then." He grabbed a muscle milk from the cashier and headed out the door. I was close to follow and I caught a glimpse of him getting into the passenger side of another man's truck, who must have been waiting for him. From inside the truck he caught my eye and I smiled, and then he turned over to talk to the other man and pointed at me with a big grin on his face. The driver grew his own big shit-eating grin and they drove off. I couldn't help but wonder what he said to the other guy, but I imagine it was something along the lines of "That's the dumb slut I just bred in the shower who was whimpering like a fag as I fucked him."., just a few hours to get something to eat before I head over to his place to ride that dick again, and enjoy some Superbowl festivities...
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Puerto Vallarta - Feb 7-17

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- December 27, 2014
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12 Inches For 12 Days Of Christmas

wonderboy posted a topic in Chem Sex FICTION

First Day. I could tell something was bothering Toby as we sat in a crowded gay bar after work. "Are you okay, Toby?" "Yes, I am just tired and horny." "Well, you are always horny so that's nothing new. Well, if you want we can go home after I use the bathroom." I told him as I stood to walk over to the bathroom. Toby told me he has to pee as well and got up from the sofa and I saw part of his problem right in front of pants as he was rock hard and made a huge tent. I laughed as we both walked to the bathroom. The bathroom had one of those long open urinal and as Toby and I pissed next to each other, I was surprised to see Toby's big white cock pissing while he stayed hard. I mentioned that I couldn't piss while I am hard. He told me that he could piss while he's hard and that's why he loves to piss in an ass while he's fucking. Then he put his hand inside of my pants and started to push his finger into my hole. He was clearly super horny tonight and he was acting a bit more aggressive and for some reason I was starting to get horny as well. Finally I pushed him off and told him he should behave. As we left the bar, he told me we were stopping by at his friend's apt. before we head home. As we got to the building, he told me the truth that he's high on some drug and this was his dealer's apt before walking up the stairs. He wanted to make sure I won't be surprised and somehow offend his dealer with my reaction. The apartment was completely dark as a huge old black man with just sweat shorts opened the door. Toby told me to wait in the living room and went down the hall to a bedroom. As I sat down on the sofa, I saw the porn playing in a huge TV, the only light in the living room. It was a close up of a huge black cock fucking a white ass. I was getting mesmerized by the porn. I was about to readjust my hard on in a stranger's apartment when I saw a door to the bathroom open and appeared a young black boy completely naked and still wet from the shower. He saw my fixation with the porn and asked me, "Do you want to see that cock in person? " He walked over to me and I saw it was his cock I was watching on the screen and in person right in front of me. He stood over me and observed my reaction to the vision of his cock up close. I wanted to taste and feel every inches of it deep down in my throat but I also didn't want to appear too slutty. He told me to hand him the pipe from the coffee table and as I handed it to him, he told me to look up at his eyes until he says to look else where. While he and I stared into each other's eyes, he asked me if I smoked T before and I shook my head. He told me to wrap my lips on the glass pipe and inhale deep and long and hold it in til he tells me to let it out. As he held the pipe to me and lit it, I did as he told me to. Without losing my eye contact with him. When I couldn't hold it any more, he covered my lips with his, tightly and we pushed the smoke back and forth til we were breathing hard with lack of Oxygen. It was so intense as if his inside and my inside were becoming connected through our mouth. We repeated this few times and my body started to feel so hungry for touch or any stimulation yet I didn't touch myself or my body as I desired him to touch and feel me. This young black boy that I didn't know anything was hypnotizing my mind with his beautiful cock and drugs. He held the pipe to my lips again and told me to exhale as he pushes his cock into my mouth. As I exhaled thick white smoke, he jammed his cock so hard and so fast that made me feel a little fear and closed my throat on his cock. I started to choke. He told me to stop struggling and try again. After few more smokes, my mind was lost in lust. It was his balls bouncing on my chin that brought me back to reality. He helped me stay down with his hands behind my head. I could feel spit leaking around his cock down my chin. I stuck my tongue out and licked whatever I could reach of his balls with my tongue. His balls were so big and so low that I couldn't reach them so I just tongue bathed his ball sacs. His hands started to touch me roughly and his words became dirty. And I was starting to feel love for this boy. He slapped me really hard that my eyes teared up. But I even loved the pain that he gave me. He told me to look at the TV and now my face was on it with his cock buried deep in my mouth. He told me that we were taking a trip to the bedroom to see our friends while we keep his cock in my mouth. He slowly walked back as I crawled on my knees keeping pace with him. Finally we reached the door and he pushed it open and Toby was doing the same thing as me with his dealer. He led me to the bed and lifted me to put me on my back. When his cock left my mouth, I licked my lips with disappointment. He told me not to move and I held my self as best I could. I even held my breath I think. Toby sat by my side and started to tie a band around my arm. Soon I saw someone holding a needle close to me. I feared the needles so I closed my eyes and turned my head the other way and let them give me shot. At the same time, lube and some powder stuff were being pushed into me making me feel sharp burn. I bit my lips and didn't fight the pain. But as I felt the tip of a big hard cock at my hole's entrance, I started to moan, shiver and whimper with pleasure. Gradually my hole opened and welcomed this cock until felt his balls resting at the opening. Then I held on to his cock tightly with my hole muscle. He told me to relax and slapped me few times as he started to move his cock in and out of me slowly picking up the speed and power. it felt like heaven to be filled by him and pumped by him. Then he stopped while he was deep inside and held it there as he got a shot on his arms as well. Then he started to pound me harder. He was grunting and humping. Both Toby and the dealer watched us for a bit. In the middle of my heavenly fucking from this young man, Toby gave me a kiss and disappeared. When the dealer returned, they were talking about someone probably Toby. "That bitch just traded his friend for some drug and my piss in his ass." "Piss in the ass, damn that's nasty. Which reminds me." The young black man held his cock still and started to fill me with hot liquid with powerful jet stream that I felt it hit the walls of my inside. He also gave me so much that my flat tummy started to bulge out to accommodate him. The dealer so this from his angle and zoomed in the camera on my stomach. That nameless young black man left his cock inside my hole for almost a day filling me up over and over with his cum and piss. That was my first day of Christmas this year with a 12 inches of cock.
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Submission

Achilleus posted a blog entry in Fucking Achilleus

One personal motto, words I live by, is a quote by James Clavell: “How beautiful life is and how sad! How fleeting, with no past and no future, only a limitless now.” A bit morbid perhaps, but the man has a point: now is all we have, now is beauty or pain you will never see or feel again, just as you’ll never swim in the same river twice. Tomorrow is a hope that may or may not be rewarded. That, in a nutshell, is why I seroconverted; not by accident, a matter of deliberate choice, at a time and place of my choosing. Bugchasing is the generally used term, inadequate to the questions behind the act, the borders it draws and choices it makes possible or necessary. The only accidental factor common to us all at this writing, in 2014, is the one of living in the era of the virus; there was a time before, presumably there will be a time after. The question it poses today is how much power we give it, how broadly its dominion of fear is allowed to extend; to what degree we let it wither what love we may find, to cripple our souls. Not for me. The stereotypical condom break, or a youthful indiscretion gone awry, some meaningless accident were for long, too long, all I saw in my future. Long before I took up what we, inadequately in my view, now call barebacking. The implication is of the practice as something new, therefore in need of new language; it’s not. Raw is a default to the historic norm. Normal. Two men using antiquated birth control does sound rather odd, doesn’t it? So I pre-empted the inevitable, and still jack off to the memory to this day. I traded a slightly longer life for one shorter but painted in more vivid colors. My answer need not be yours, but it is simple: I have sex with no protection for either party, receptive sex mostly, am HIV+ as well, and those, my kind sir, are the terms of engagement. If you don’t like them, by all means and Godspeed, this not being a negotiation, go find some other man to fuck. My life, on my terms, by my rules, Honi Soit Qui Mal Y Pense. And I know there’s a price to pay, nothing worth having is ever free. Meanwhile I savor the sheer gorgeous beauty of every day. Almost continually I discover something new and dazzling here in this greatest of cities, in the unmapped landscapes of the soul, in the wonder that is the male body. I don’t have sex nearly as often as people believe – call it the marriage penalty – when I do, it tends to be spectacular. If it’s public, about even odds there, likely something more, a spectacle. Think theatricality with a chemical booster shot. Some people treat sex as mystical, a sacrament of sorts, or in the inverse as a form of statistics, almost an athletic competition; this number of loads taken or given, that figure of inches, yards or nautical miles of dick they’ve had. I don’t, nor need to after having won a competition like that decisively, but mainly because numbers don’t matter. The wonder of male flesh, of another body as near as can be, mine in that moment as completely as mine is his, I find always fresh, a new form of beauty under heaven, unique. No two are alike. Once is usually it for me; I don’t as a rule fuck my friends, or befriend my fucks. But enough philosophy, let’s get to the fucking, shall we? Saturday's man and myself wound things up by pounding ass after extended mutual chem piss swap, some of which somehow leaked all over the rubber sheets; thought I'd seen it all, done it all, but nope, never been fucked in a puddle of the warm chempiss I’d just fucked into a guy. It was glorious. So the weekend was already a success halfway through, new things discovered after decades of man on man sex, fifteen years or so of them raw in New York. You’d think no debauchery could possibly be new. I went home, crawled into bed with my husband, to sleep and with luck to dream. Sunday dawned in quiet contentment, bright blue air as far as the eye could see, the metropolis a silver field, steel flames under the new sun. I had a date, if that’s the right word, one I expected to be a matter of some delicacy; the man in question a lovely human being in my brief experience, nonetheless a new acquaintance made in unfortunate circumstances. I’d see him that afternoon, and to be entirely honest, had no idea of what to expect. Started out haltingly, a bit awkward as we sniffed each other out; so to break the ice and because it’s what’s done, we helped ourselves to what seems to be the illicit refreshment of choice these days. Slammed crystal meth, that is. Astonishing really how widespread the practice is these days in greater pigdom. Slamming crystal two days in a row is not normal for me, let alone habitual; but given the perceived awkwardness (likely extant only in my head), not a bad way to move things along. By experience the first rush is hole-with-ears time for yours truly; my host meanwhile had or rather has cheekbones like something carved on Olympus, attractiveness factor high and definitely well within fuckable range, so I’d probably blow him, a little of this, a helping of that, we’d fuck for a while and then (as it ever goes) chat about the world at large. These things do have a certain established and comforting routine. Meanwhile, let me go suck that dick. Wrong. What few people know and only slightly more deduce from my carefully crafted public presence is this: there's a part of me that wants to shed the glittering façade, take a breather from the effort at least occasionally, and morph from dom to sub. It almost never happens; believe me, I’ve tried. In the shadow of my public front, secure behind the confident exercise of command, there’s a little boy with the scars of having been hurt a few times too many. He may have become an adult, grown that hard protective shell, polished it into a splendid distraction, it remains heavy. The right man could break through possibly, be a dom to the sub that’s in here somewhere, make the little boy feel safe. I wasn’t even sure what that would feel like, look like, just that I wanted it. Good thing then that blowjobs aren’t apparently a particular talent. But over there are some restraints. Why not give it a go, role play time? Say, daddy/boy. Daddy I can’t tolerate, having lost my father as a child; all my masculinity wasn’t learned by paternal example, it was created by will on a foundation of pain. But something like a daddy, yes. And so the games began; as a guest, I tend to oblige my host. Good manners aren’t optional in my world, and very much include ‘your house, your rules’, as binding in palaces as it is in tar shacks. Games meanwhile are games, that I find them a bit silly is no reason not to observe basic decorum. Decorum in this case translating as lying tied up on a bed, legs suspended in the air, ankles secured by rope. A collar around my neck too, while he became Sir and I was designated to play Sir’s boy, one expected to be humble and obedient; not the arrogant pretty boy of noble birth, by right the inevitable center of attention in flashy clothes and the this-world-is-mine walk you need on the runways of Milan or London. Hard to swagger down much of anything when your ankles are tied halfway to the ceiling. So there I was naked and bound, helpless and high, and halleluia, about to get my tail done. I’d liked him from the first meeting, mind you, sex was on the agenda, and so far, we were in unusual but still familiar terrain. It was a game, right, playing pretend? And then something clicked, as if a switch had been flipped. It wasn’t a game or even play, required not acting, but becoming. I’d get fucked either way, but what if I gave in and went to that place he was leading us to? Surrendered to him? Could I trust him? On pure instinct, I did. I became that boy, was that boy, wanted to be nothing but that boy, his boy, to visit for a while in a simpler world ruled by a will stronger and gentler than my own, to accept that will eclipsing mine. To give up control, because doing so was safe. The desire alone was intensely erotic, powerfully seductive, and where the mind goes, the body must follow. Into submission, not by coercion, by the greater power of desire. Understanding came what being used really means, serving as the vehicle of another man’s pleasure. Being used requires being chosen. It is the immense thrill of giving pleasure. Understanding came also that surrender is an embrace, not a defeat. It was a tender embrace, and he was ready. His mouth came down, breathed into mine, back and forth, breathing together as one linked organism. God gave life to Adam by the same act. His breath flowed into my lungs as his body was already penetrating mine, hard flesh gently probing, easing in, slowly going deeper and deeper still; less intercourse than taking possession. And I wanted to be taken, needed to be taken; no matter that he’s huge, and it hurt, for a while; the flavor of hurt the language terms sublime to distinguish it from pain. This was not bondage, degradation or duress; it was liberation. Tied up, shackled, I was free. The gentleness of the act, the trust he asked for and protection he promised were overwhelming fact, something primal, elements of a hierarchy extant in half-forgotten memories of an older, feudal age of man, Droit du Seigneur. That thing I’d wanted for so long. Call it fucking if you will, just know that the word is insufficient, too shallow, properly attached to the powerful man writing this; the boy is a different, gentler creature, was glad to know that use gave purpose, rendering a grateful tribute for the tender kindness of it all, led gently to a place he didn’t know. Not just an effect of the indescribable sensation of this living, breathing man, vital and alive on top of and inside me; he knew what I wanted, desperately needed, better than I knew myself. I gave him pleasure, I hope, he gave that scared little boy deep in me an opportunity to come out in the light of day. Not humiliation, but humbling? Absolutely. I know that he climaxed, not whether he did so in me. One can only hope; it would be small payment for an experience beyond price.
- November 27, 2014
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Calling Out To Extreme99 Practitoners

bizaruk posted a topic in The UK & Ireland

I am in the process of getting together a group of 999 orientated guys for a Ritual orgy within the next few weeks. The fewer your taboos and limits the better, and we need Doms/Tops/Masters as well as slaves/subs, and anyone wishing to switch. We are non judgemental, you be the same. Location also yet to be confirmed, I am in Devon, confirmed attendees are in Wales, London and Hampshire. If anyone has a suitable venue, we'd be interested. If nothing else turns up it may have to be in Devon.
- September 24, 2014
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Where can I find...

AversiveSublime posted a topic in Bareback Porn Discussion

Looking for sites with Bondage scenes that are all BAREBACK! So tired of finding hot guys bound up and then finding out its condom based fucking and that annoying Asian dude walks in and ruins it. Anyone here that can name a few good titles or provide links to masculine middle aged white guys fucking with no condoms and while the bottom is bound (gagged and blindfolded is also nice) PLEASE SHARE! Thanks!
- June 18, 2014
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bootlicking cumdump

BLUF3220 posted a topic in Your Last Load...

Saying I'm "versatile" is true, but sometimes my hole and throat get needy. I recently chatted up an exclusive Top online and agreed to meet him at his place in SF. Since we established that his interest in me was only as a bootlicking cumdump, I agreed to show up wearing a butt plug and my best boots. The motorcycle ride to his place was loads of fun: I'm going to ride while plugged more often! Once inside his door, I followed the rest of his instructions: to undress down to my jock and boots and to kneel in his general direction with my head down. Once done he came over and locked a collar around my neck. The next hour or so saw my face buried alternatively between his tall engineer boots and his crotch. He lit a fine cigar and proceeded to face fuck me. His cigar ashes dropped on the cement floor around us and once he was done abusing my throat he directed me to start licking up the ashes. With my face down to the floor and my ass up in the air, he removed the butt plug, which had managed to stay in this whole time, and then pumped a hot load into my hole. By this time I'd pretty much licked up the ashes, at which point he had me get up, handed me back the plug, which easily slipped back in my hole. He was very pleased with his cum load and asked in a friendly way if I'd like to cum as well. I asked if he would please throat fuck me some more while I jacked off. Lying on my back on his work table with his cock rammed down my throat, I squirted a massive load of my own all over my chest. We finished with his unlocking the collar and my getting dressed, smelling like sex for the motorcycle ride home!
- January 12, 2014
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Question for bottoms: Do you really not give a shit what a top does to you?

RawSlutNYC posted a topic in General Discussion

I've seen a lot of comments from guys saying things like "He's the top. He can do whatever he wants to me." Do any of you truly feel that way or is that just fantasy talk?
- January 4, 2014
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Submissive for use & abuse in DFW

robfwtx posted a topic in Dallas / Ft. Worth Metro Area

Submissive bear here and love it wild. Blindfolded, bound, poppered and helpless to whatever a Sir or Sirs wanted to do with it. Worthless small cock so know my place is to please real men. HMU.. I like a number of things and curious about others.
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Submissive kinky looking for Sirs to serve

robfwtx posted a topic in Chicago Metro Area

Have been really turned on by the posts on this forum. In town for work and would like to have some afternoon/evening fun with a guy or guys. I've always had the fantasy of meeting a rugged dom for a drink at his place or out at some local spot. We're talking about BS to help relax but unknown to me, the drink he has offered me has been enhanced with something that will give him the upper hand in things to come. He notices the change and takes advantage of the situation. Once where I'm going to be bound for the evening, I'm stripped and bound in place. He laughs at my worthless cock and balls and proceeds to torture my nips, finding my weaknesses, but noticing my hole is still tight. He tells me I've got something for that hole. He proceeds to put a little lube on his finger and pushes something inside. I feel a little burning that subsides in a few minutes. Then I get horny as hell and beg for Sir to fuck me. He says I'm going to be... by several different guys. I hear a knock at the door at which point Sir blindfolds me. I hear many different voices but all I can think about in my fog is having all these men inside me. I feel more people in the room then hear a spray and Sir telling me to relax and breath deeply. A rag is placed over my mouth and nose and held tight. I breath in and soon I'm really floating as I hear a cock getting lubed up. My hole offers no resistance as the first of many invade. I gasp as another Sir puts his cock in my mouth and someone else roughs up my nips and squeezes my worthless nuts. I'm all theirs and nothing I can do but enjoy the ride. Yes, I have a warped fantasy but it is so hot to be completely under a Sir's control.
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Sub Bttm Punk in NYC, wants to be gangbanged raw by dom tops into bdsm, rape scene

punkboyil posted a topic in New York Metro Area

33 yr old husky punk visiting nyc til tuesday. Want to be tied up, restrained, and blindfolded while a group of dominant, aggressive tops use me. Dungeon or public place (bathhouse/sex club) is good. Power bottom, searching for guys into forced/rape. Rougher the better. If your a dominant top who likes to own a bound cum slut, hit me up. Would love to have you whore me out, force guys upon me. punkdudeIL on xtube for short video of what my hole can handle. Like being taped as long as you share w/me.
- June 30, 2012
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NYC gear help

nycguy posted a topic in General Discussion

Does anyone know a good shop in NYC to get gear and some guidance? Someone recommended Nastypig but when I checked the online store it looked a little sparse for what I'm looking for. I'm looking for a leather harness, armband, jock etc. I also want to speak candidly w/ the salesman about what I'm doing. Maybe Nastypig is the best place to go but I'd appreciate any advice.
- December 14, 2010
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