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All the guys knew Rodney was too long a name and they called him Rod from the time he was a little tyke. Now, Rod was a big boy 6'5" of solid football muscle. Two big universities were wooing him. A few of his teammates wanted to woo him. But, there were also fans who got moon faced over seeing him on the field, in town, at his job in the hardware store, and at church on Sunday mornings and evenings and Wednesday evenings. Rod was the guy fathers wanted to find to marry their daughters. Solid, upright, and so handsome. All thru football season, Rod kept his thick blond hair close cropped. His blue eyes were stunning, even when seen thru the face guard of the football helmet. He had been First Junior escort his Junior Year and Homecoming king this year. With football season over, Rod let his hair grow out, He loved having it very long. He went to his mom's hairdresser to keep it neat, but never really cut it. It was his sign, his symbol. He saw himself as Garrett, the spear bearer of mythology. Others saw him that way too. During football season Garrett always worked out in the school weight room. It was well-equipped, had a sauna, and whirlpool. But when football was over, he headed to the local gym. It was better equipped and he got a special deal as where Rod went, others followed. The owner knew Rod would bring in many memberships. So, Rod got the use of the place for free. Every afternoon, he would appear, work out, shower and head to work at the hardware store. Mr Higgins trusted Rod implicitly giving him the key, making him the manager after 5. Rod didn't have a lot of business in the evenings so he was able to do homework and study. There was wifi to facilitate ordering and checking new products. So Rod was able to play on his laptop as well. A couple of his buddies would drop by to check homework and shoot the breeze. Mr Higgins never minded as long as Rod would take care of the few customers who did come in. It became almost a routine. He had the closing system down to a science. He would lock the main door. Go in the back room to check delivery doors, start turning out lights, make sure no water was running in the john, lock the door to the back room, start turning out lights in the front making sure the security remained on, set the alarm, and let himself out, locking the front doors. He would walk the 6 blocks home, carrying his computer, book bags, and gym bag. When he got home, he would have his supper, kept warm by his loving mom, tell her about his day. Go into the living room and talk with his dad about sports and life, then head upstairs to his bedroom. In that quiet room, he would strip off all his clothes, move to his private bathroom, brush his teeth, take a much needed piss. Only odd thing was, he'd start his piss in a glass, measured 4 oz, then finish in the toilet. Then he would drink that piss down, usually strong as he hadn't pissed since noon. Licking his lips, he would turn out the bathroom light. His prayers were long, but fervent. Lying down, he would take his cock in his right hand and fall asleep holding it. Rod was unusual for sure as he would awaken in the same position he went to sleep in. Cock always rock hard after tantalizing dreams. He needed no alarm cock. Years of routine had made him a regular early riser. That routine was the same in the morning, take a crap, shower, piss in the glass, exactly 4 ounces, piss in the toilet, drink the strong morning piss, comb is hair, admiring how much longer it was getting, checked the progress of hair on his chest, treasure trail and bush, bend over to see his ass growing fur in the mirror, and get dressed. Rod hated underwear. He only wore it in they gym or at football so he would have dirty underwear for the wash. So, shirt, khakis, no socks, and beef roll penny loafers. With pants losing pleats and going flat front, commando was harder to manage, but Rod refused to wear underwear and didn't own a jock. He loved the free feeling. Breakfast, brush teeth, kiss mom and off to school completed the routine. He never checked his messages until he was in the car. There were always a few. Today was one from Coach Jameson. There would be a scout to see him at one. He should pickup his pass before school, be excused from class and meet them in the conference room in the athletic department. Well, he just might get a good scholarship, he thought. This might be a great day after all. More to come. I hope you like the beginning. It will get very nasty with chems
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Ok you sick fuckers!...As the title states who would it be and how? I guess because of recent documentaries...I'd choose Aaron Hernandez. It's all fantasy so he be alive..lol....and very dominant!...hate fuck me with that huge uncut dick...and shoot his load up my ass hard....Henry Cavill could help as well and add his load.....Scott Caan could sit on my face and smother me and I'd die a very cumdump!....wink
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Bailed out of work a few hours early yesterday and found myself at the trailer of a guy off NKP. He had fucked and bred me several months ago and I remembered he had stuck a torch in my hand and a loaded bowl in my mouth and told me “you can stop smoking when I stop fucking.” Of course I left that day fucked up beyond any experience with a four day load coating every inch of my hole. Yesterday I arrived with my Nasty Pigs jock, my own smoke and bottle of G infused Gatorade. I had drank half already as well as a bottle of water and needed to piss. I pullout my enema bottle and told him I wanted to fill my hole with chem piss. He had a nasty smile and handed me a cup saying, ”put that away and fill this cup.” When I overflowed the cup, he told me to help him set up his sling so he could use my “piggy fuck hole.” It’s quite a mind fuck to be spun, lightly G’d up and assembling another man’s sling for the purpose of your own anal desecration. He started putting on leathers and told me to finish my Gatorade and get my ass in the sling. I chugged the last bit and laid back. He strapped my feet in the stirrups and tied my arms to the chain over my head after blindfolding me. As he stuck the pipe in my mouth and force fed me hit upon hit of T, I felt my body start to float. Breathing deeply I would take in the second hand smoke from the clouds hanging over me. He asked if I was his piggy boy.... yes I moaned. He asked if I was a cumdump... yes I moaned again. He asked if he should fill my ass with my own chempiss and let it soak in. Fuck yes, please! I shouted. As he said “good boy”, I felt something cold and metal lightly touch my hungry fuck hole. He Well, I better get back to work so I can get caught up from yesterday. I could continue later? 🤷🏻♂️🤔
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A bit delayed, but here’s my recap of a great Friday night. Knocked off work last Friday and took the drive down to Atlanta. After waiting in the shitty road closed traffic on 985, I finally got there.. frustrated and horny. That’s what I get for watching hot porn all the way up I guess.. A tingling cum craving ass... I went to Tokyo Valentino first. I’m not sure why, it’s been lame in the past. Same story now, different year. Bailed and got a room at Flex. After taking a few cloudy puffs of my pipe, I took a few deep swigs of my G laced Sunkist and set off in my jock. Hitting up the steam room I immediately walked over to an older white guy and sucked him hard then wandered to the other steam room. I half expected him to follow but no. I wound up suck starting this Jamaican guy who took me to his room and throat fucked me till my face was covered in my spit and throat juices, He pushed me down to the floor, and worked a generous load of T into my hole. Without waiting for it to dissolve he said “Tonight you’re my bitch!” He buried his cock in my ass without any hesitation guys usually get when they feel how tight my outer ring is. He opened the door and drew a crowd but sadly couldn’t stay hard. He dosed me with T again saying it made him hard. Yea.. nope. I headed back to my room, left my door open, chugged the rest of my G and sprawled out on my stomach. A husky white guy came in, climbed on top and pounded away until he unloaded with amazing feeling spasms. My ass leaking his cum, I wandered around awhile stayed spun and got into some minor action sucking cock for awhile. I started rubbing this huge Bbc through his towel and working the thick beast into my throat when the guy pulled my face to his and said “I know you... I fucked your ass for two nights in Charlotte” (see a previous post.. don’t know title) He was headed out and had shot earlier so I got his number but not the three-peat. After speed smoking my T and doing a booty bump, I bailed about 1am, swinging by Southern Nights on my way out of town. I immediately got pulled into a booth and filled with two nice loads from a bearded daddy while a guy in the next booth called me a whore, slut, cumdump, etc. through the Gloryhole. I managed to get two more loads in my ass through gloryholes there (a first for me) including one from a guy being egged on by his bf before I drove back a sloppy used dripping cum hole. I stopped off at the Blue Ridge Parkway along the way and shoved my fat dildo up my ass. I alternated fucking myself and licking stranger’s cum mixture and my ass off of it while watching the sunrise. I think I’ll return for a couple overnights at the Red Roof soon 🤔
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pozfetish FROM TIMID TO POZ CRAVER [Warning Chem sex included]
Guest posted a topic in Chem Sex FICTION
One of the things I enjoy mostly in sex is roleplaying to enhance hot verbal banter and the following story revolves around how I envision fulfilling the last item in my sex bucket list: Get Ganbanged by Poz Tops. As a new entrepreneur I have sometimes to travel for business, this time I get to travel to San Francisco for the first time and I'll get to share the hotel room with two possible business associates that happen to be gay men. The older one, Greg is late 50s Silver-hair Caucasian man still keeping a handsome face with a gym worked out body, he gave me the impression he used to be circuit party boy, the other man Kevin is a scruffy man with light brown hair and average body in his late between 45 and 48 not handsome but I couldn't miss his big dick showing through his pants. I checked in this standard hotel that have an empty lobby where anyone can enter and leave without employees ever noticing... When I arrived to the room and greeted them I noticed their eyes were glossy, slightly sweating and just in tank tops and shorts (without underwear) which was a bit shocking since I've never see them without suits. As I unpack and get stuff to take to the bathroom, I noticed in from the corner of my eye a crystal pipe and blowtorch poorly concealed under Greg's blankets. I've seen guys do meth in sex groups I've been but I've never part take even after deciding only to bareback so seeing that Greg and Kevin have been smoking makes me half anxious and half horny, so before hoping in the shower I take my disposable douche with me, you know, just in case... As I take the shower and clean up, which may have taken me about an hour, unbeknownst to me at the moment (they revealed this information at the end) they were scheming together... Kevin - (As he stroking his 9 inches cock) He seems kind of sh shy b but did you saw him sneaking a douche into his pouch? He might be looking for cock and his too yummy for us to let him leave for other dick. Greg - (Greg blows him, talk, blows, talk) Fuck yeah, he is 30s, tall, thick, big ass I'm sure the other guys won't have enough of filling up his ass. Kevin - Ufff yeah, keep sucking... the other guys are poz... you think he's going to be into it? Greg - (You could see in his face how high he is, a smirk shows in his face) T & G will take care of that. I get out of the bathroom with a robe on and see the guys watching some bareback porn on the big screen, it is obvious they are past hiding what they're doing and they smile when they see me and signal me to come over, my dick twitched a little... I was heading to seat by a chair next to the bed, Kevin made space for me to sit next to them in the bed. I was excited yet petrified at the same time. Greg - You look tense, we don't have to work till tomorrow look how early in the afternoon is relax with us. (Kevin grabbed a shinny glass pipe, put a piece of crystal in it, take a torch and start melting the meth) Take a hit. Me - I - I don't know, I mean I don't mind if you guys do but I've never gotten high. (As Kevin start making thick clouds and his long cock getting thicker and harder my heart starts to race.) Greg - Try it, is going to make you loose all inhibitions... (Kevin grabs my face, kisses me while blowing a thick cloud of T in my mouth, instinctively I hold it in as long as I could and was amazed at the cloud coming out of my mouth. Greg smiles while putting me the pipe in my mouth) don't inhale until I told you, then inhale slowly and then release it slowly. (As Kevin lit the pipe and I obediently waited, started sucking crystal when queued and held in quite a lot because the cloud was very thick and very long. I was feeling higher, my heart racing and more and more aroused. As Greg grabbed the pipe to smoke too, Kevin gave me a shot of liquid and told me to gulp after him, the drink was bitter but we chase it with some gatorade. My horniness went from a 3 to a 10 in less than 10 minutes. I surrender to my lust and started sucking Greg's 9 inches sloppy cock, Greg disrobed me and play with my ass while he prepared another round of crystal but this time in the big rig) Kevin - You got a hot ass... you want me and Greg to pump a load in you? Me - I... (Greg starts lighting the rig while getting close to me) I've fucked bareback but I always pull out when I fuck and ask to cum outside if I'm getting fucked... Greg - Smoke some more and we'll talk about it later... (Although I was already high, I didn't have time to object to another dose so soo but Greg practically put the tube in mouth and I started inhaling as soon as Kevin nodded...) What's your status? (As I was blowing even bigger and thicker clouds now my mind was racing faster and yet I didn't answer right away....) - I was neg in my last exam, I fuck raw but pull out and ask guys to cum outside so... it seems that have worked so far... (Kevin seeing me elated made me sniff poppers for the first time, wow if they were strong it activated the Nasty Raw Pig mode in me...) The combination of smoking T, G shots and the poppers went to my head and from what I remember I started sucking Greg while Kevin started to pound me raw, it hurt a little to take all those 9 inches (Greg have an average cock he should had started instead) I was so horny I was only craving cum, I've never craved getting bred ever before half being taboo, half scared of contracting something... Me - Breed me (Greg exchanged a wicked smile with Kevin, Kevin started to hit the pipe while keep fucking me, that view of seeing him blowing T clouds while his big cock was pounding me made me horny as I've never been before) Kevin - I'm HIV positive. (Kevin passes the pipe to Greg who start smoking while texting someone in his phone) Me - I don't care, I want your load, I want Greg's load. I'm so fucking high! Greg - I'm positive too but you I don't believe you're high, I'm not sure if you're ready for our toxic loads.... (I kneel in front of Kevin with my lips up, as Greg as he finishes with the pipe Kevin grabs the rig light it and grab this time a larger piece of crysTal. I grab the tube and start inhaling, Greg finishes his text, prepares another shot of G and after I finish blowing more clouds we all tossed to another round of G... Things get a bit fuzzy at this point, the next thing I remember is me pounded hard by Greg while Kevin was making me suck his cock... Kevin - You want my poz load. Me - Fuck yeah. Kevin - If me and Greg don't knock you up, all the poz tops we texted ought to.You'd like that? Me - I want it all, I want all the cock and cum, if I become Poz and finally can let me give me their cum without fear, fuck yeah, infect me! (Greg and Kevin, both clearly as high as me couldn't smile happier if they could, a knock on the door was heard in the background) After that, I don't remember what happened because when I blink Im in all fours at the bathroom shower getting fucked by black dude and a hairy guy starts peeing standing up in front of me with his semi erect uncut hairy dick. By smelling the urine I could tell he was also doing meth so I started to taste a strong T flavored pee... that I ended drinking a little while the I felt the guy behind me cumming inside of me. After that is another blur, the next thing I remember is someone passing me the pipe to smoke while I was being fucked in the middle of the bed, I don't recognize the guy who's drugging me and when I turn on my back to see who's fucking me there's this 65 or 70 year old man with a surprising 8 inches of sausage with gray hair, disgusted and excited at the same time the old guy fucked me cum sloppy hole with tenacity, I futilely tried to stop it as I was too fucked up and pretty much at the mercy of those strangers of all ages, shapes and sizes taking turns to fuck me. I looked around and Greg and Kevin were nowhere to be seen, instead of entering in panic I was too horny and surrendered to the old man serving another load in my already cum-filled ass. When I close and open my eyes again, I was in a sling like contraption where I was being fucked by a Latin 40 year old man with a big belly but with a fat and huge uncut cock. He looked into my ass when it seems he was about to shoot and asked if I wanted his HIV, with a smile a screamed yes and he blew another hole in my ass. When I stand up and saw the time, almost 6 hours has passed and my roommates were sitting on the couch watching porn while some guys were blowing them off. Kevin stand up and smile while escorting me to the bathroom. My first question was to ask how many loads, he said he counted til 27 but he lost count after the third hour. I took my finger to my ass and I tasted the cum oozing from it. I got cleaned up again, did a smaller next round and get to flip fuck for another couple of hours until my ass had enough. Before I retired I told I wish I had the whole thing on video, Greg and Kevin looked at each other with a grin on their faces and flash my unlocked smartphone.... -
Hi sirs insatiable slim/smooth sub btm visiting Berlin looking for hung rough tops for some hot sleazy long sessions in my hotel Into: cum, bareback, rape, rough, hung tops, double fuck, etc the more the merrier. message me if you are interested thanks
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I live in Green Bay (WI) but will travel to Chicago to meet up with a BBC to finally open me up—I’m a virgin. Groups are great too. No condoms! Let’s chat about the full details! Wickr is CockBull84
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Hi Jack here, I am 5'11 180 muscled, white and have a thick 8" dick. Some say beer can thick and that is probably the right size, if I put my hand around a beer can it feel right. I have a fetish for helping straight guys come out of the closet. I find most of them in local chat room or adult sites where you can talk freely about your fantasies and what turns you on. One of my favorite things to do is to ask advice and on a recent site and post I was looking to talk to other straight guys who have sucked a guy dick, no gay guys. I am not gay I state. I get tons of hit mostly from older closeted guy and of course some gay guys still hit me up. There were a few I did not brush off, young dudes who were prime to be cum dumps and hung dudes who would be great guys for any little straight boy I turned to both help him become a great cock sucker but a cum dump himself. I got more than more than 60 hits the first time I posted that question. There were only five that were truly straight. Two older married guys, two black guys one older and one younger, one young white dude who was my pick followed by the young black dude. Justin was his name he was 24 white, 5'10 190 muscled and swears he has not sucked a dick since college. He private messaged me : Him - He said sucking a prick does not make you gay dude I am proof. If you love pussy then sucking a dick will not change that. Me - Dude that makes a lot of sense, yes I do love pussy. When did you last suck a dick? Him - It has been a long time dude, have to admit every once in a while when I am drinking I think about it but I have no sucked a guys dick since college. Me - I have been watching Glory Hole Videos and I think that is the way I want to suck my first dick, what do you think? Him - I sucked a few dicks thru glory holes, at some parties, clubs and even ended up at a party once where I sucked off a few guys. Me - Dude you are making me crazy horny. I found this glory hole at a park that is supper private, I visited the other day but did not hang out to try out sucking dick. Building up confidence to do it. Did you swallow when you sucked dick? What does cum and precum last like? Him - Pre-cum is sweet most of the time, sometimes it does not taste but everyone's cum taste different and swallowing at first I did not but something felt wrong about not swallowing since I always made the girls I dated and date swallow. It started to become the hottest part once I was out from behind the glory hole and a guy could see me swallow his nut. Me - No fucking way, I am rock hard thinking about sucking dick, I think I will need to try that glory hole. Ever suck a BBC? Latin? Do they taste different? Him - Yes of course black guys dicks are softer but they seem to take longer to cum in my experience ad fuck they can be huge. Me - I think about BBC a lot, sucking it. Me - I made my mind up, thanks for your help I am going to go tomorrow on my lunch hour or after work. Him - Where in the city is this place, just be careful not to get arrested if it is a public rest room. They can be hot but there is a risk. Me - It is a semipublic rest room, it is owned by a business near a park so guys come in, a few that work there but most are there to suck dick or get sucked. There are two glory holes in the center booth should I sit there or one of the outer ones? Him - I think the center is the best but would need to see if to give you the best advice. me - Would you do that for me? Him - Sure, why not. I want to help out a fellow straight guy to explore, we have talked before and you helped me out with a couple of my Girls and making them cum from different positions in previous chats about a year ago. Me - Glad I could help and that you are going to help me out here. Here is the address 1245 Leado Street, When you get here go to the back of the blue building and there is a black door marked VNDX enter and you will find three sinks, two urinals and three stalls. Let me know what you think and I once you have advised let me know here is my number 619-555-1715 you can text me. Him - That is not to far from work, I will swing by at lunch and then text you later on and let you know. You can go later on that night or tomorrow and all. Me - Thanks dude, I owe you. Jack here. Him - Ryan here, glad I can help. I signed off and I got a text ten minutes later, hey its Ryan. Just wanted to make sure you knew my number when I reached out at lunch. So I can be available when you text when do you think you will be heading over. he text back 11:30 I already moved my schedule. Great I will be free to take your text whenever you hit me back and before two when I go into a meeting. He text back cool, talk to you soon. I knew he was ready to suck some dick, I text a few buds and got back on with a few of the other guys who liked their dicks sucked and sent me pics. I lined up two Latin guys, one Asian and two White guys to be there, The first two on the outer stall were Carlos and Dan. The rest were waiting in the park. I told them all to be there at 11:30 but for Carlos and Dan to get there at 11;25 so they could be in place before Ryan got there. It was not 10 AM, I put my phone on silent and made sure I was there at noon. Carlos is 26 tall and think with a fat uncut dick just over 8" and Dan is an older muscled guy with a long medium thickness cock around 9" cut. Never asked him how old but he must have been 45. I kept watching the clock and it was not 10:55 AM and the action should soon begin.- 66 replies
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Stocky fella from Ireland is looking to experience new things. into fisting, bb etc have used some light Chem with K etc but the experiences are getting old and repetitive. I think I would love to have an experience with something stronger than k, maybe something taboo, and I would love to have a long drawn out session where my ass was just used over and over with no mercy. willing to travel to make it happen, just need someone to show me the way.
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Pride is celebrated every year as a protest against the Stonewall Inn incident. The intent is to stop spread of hatred. However over years, infections spike around the Pride parade. Is this responsible? I am aware of "its freedom" and " it's my body" etc. arguments. I am interested in knowing more socially responsible comments. There is definitely a disconnect between the intent behind Pride and using the occasion to be socially irresponsible. Why can't we use this occasion to solemnly remember those who were the victims of hate crimes and 1980s AIDS epidemic in the community and reassure ourselves of how we have evolved over time? It may sound philosophical but in my opinion it's better than a can of crisco. Your thoughts please.
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Does any one know of or have a podcast or audio chanel of stories that are avaliable on breedingzone, i would really love ro be able to listen to them at work or in bed and get really horny and turned on. Please let me know if you have any, the dirty the audio stories are the better.
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The Brothel Part 1 My name is Jaxx, and I own one of the biggest, most infamous criminal businesses in America. I've dedicated my life to spreading drug addiction, diseases, and prostitution, and this is the story of how it all started. When I was 35, I thought I was the shit. I was a tan 6'4" cue-ball made of 280 pounds of pure, bulging, tattooed muscle. Some people called me a meathead, but fuck them. When I got angry or aggressive (which was often), everyone shut the hell up. If I wanted a hole to fuck, I could pick from any number of holes that were begging me to fuck them. However, I now admit I was struggling to stay afloat. I lived alone then in a run-down basement apartment in the hood of Philadelphia. I hadn't talked to my family in over 7 years - I had been living with my parents until I was 28. They kicked me out after 10 years of me doing nothing but amateur porn, smoking weed in the house, and bringing girls and fags home to fuck. Took them long enough, I guess, but being a small-time straight male pornstar barely pays at all, so I started dealing drugs too. I mainly sold meth, crack, and coke, but I pushed a little bit of everything, including rarer gems like GHB and K. I had to deal with all kinds of fucked up customers, many of them flaky and shady as hell. One day, one of my customers gave my contact to this boy named Chris. To this day, I don't know Chris' last name, even though I've known him for years. Chris was only 18 at the time and was still finishing high school. He had lost his virginity much earlier than that apparently, but it wasn't until he was old enough to be active on hook-up sites and get into gay bars and clubs did he try Tina for the first time. By the time he had decided to buy from me, he had already tried it a few times, and the bottom boy lived for it. I arranged for Chris to meet me by the parking garages at the end of the street at 10PM. By the time I walked down there at 9:50, Chris was already there waiting, looking suspicious and lost. My eyes widened. It was love at first sight. And that, I mean I knew I needed to fuck him. Even then, I had thoughts of how I'd ruin his life. Chris was the type of boy who was probably timid and sometimes picked on because he was gay but was so gorgeous it would've been impossible for him not to know it. Given his track record with sleeping around town, I'm guessing he did know. He was 5'8", toned just enough that he had pretty defined arms and chest but wasn't at all big. He had soft golden blond hair in spikes like a surfer, sported a deep tan, had the whitest teeth and most brilliant blue eyes I've ever seen, and a charming boyish smile that screamed of innocence. I knew he wasn't all innocent though. He had a deep arc in his lower back that thrust out his juicy ass, which he accented with tight skinny jeans that sagged just a little. His tan skin was perfectly smooth, so something tells me he shaves or waxes. He had two big studs in his ears, and he wore this crazy low-cut shirt that was so tight his nipples stood right out. The boy looked like a slut. Everything about his appearance says he likes men and wants men. At that moment, I instantly changed my mind about the deal. "Hey. Chris?" I asked rhetorically. I reached out my hand, which looked gigantic compared to his. "Y-Yeah. You're Jaxx, right?" He put his delicate baby-soft hand into mine, and I almost crushed it with my firm grip. "That's me. Pleasure to meet you, babe. How about we head over to my place?" I offered. His eyes lit up, and I smiled a devilish grin. I knew this boy was attracted to me, and he was excited to think that maybe I was attracted to him too. I was, and I am. I grinned and placed my hand on his ass and guided him in the direction of my apartment. I led him down a staircase coming from the sidewalk into the basement floor, where we walked to end of the hall. The door in front was the boiler room. The door to the right was my apartment. I sensed he was little scared, but also excited. My place is just a fuck den and nothing more. It's enough to freak any unsuspecting young boy out, but then again he came here to buy my drugs and probably hoped to take my dick, so he wasn't going to back out. My whole place consisted of only two rooms and a bathroom. The door opens to the main room. In one corner of the room was my bed, or really just a mattress on a frame with a sheet covering it. Two dirty pillows, no headboard. In another corner was a computer and TV-monitor. Against the wall were my clothes strewn across the dirty concrete floor - a messy tumble of jeans, wife-beaters, socks, sneakers, and boots. A table in a third corner had all kinds of junk and a microwave on it. The trash was overflowing, and most of it was on the ground around it. Little empty drug baggies mixed themselves in with empty beer cans and bits of litter and debris. The second room, which I call the cave, I kept locked, was smaller, and consisted of a mattress, several locked cabinets packed to the brim with drugs, a suitcase for distribution, and various drug paraphernalia lying around. On a little nightstand stood a glass bong and a tray with a pipe, torches, butane, points, plastic syringes, etc. Several half-full bottles of poppers and various oily lubes were littered on and around the mattress. Finally, the bathroom looked akin to a gas station bathroom. No additional explanation needed. Chris stood there awkwardly, not knowing where to be. I unlocked the cave and led him inside onto the mattress. I sat him down, picked up the glass bong and a fat bag of crystals, then liberally poured the stuff into the bowl piece. "You're a new customer, so let me smoke you up. First one's on me," I said as I started melting the crystals. "And if you keep me company and smoke with me tonight, I'll give you the ball for half the price I said it was." Chris' face lit up with excitement, and he even shined his pearly white teeth. Before he could respond verbally though, I pressed the mouthpiece of the bong to his lips and told him to pull. The clouds rolled furiously as the bong grew into an opaque, almost yellowish white. He struggled to take as much of it as he could, but he had to do it in two breaths. When he exhaled, his clouds were cotton-thick. "Oh shit," he coughed. It was so hot watching him. He was bewildered by the bong hits and I could tell he was already feeling fuzzy and good. I love a lightweight. "Holy fuck, that was a lot." I then gave myself a huge hit too. As soon as I sucked a fiendish cloud into my lungs, I pressed my lips to his and shotgunned it into him. He gulped it down with some trouble, and the clouds billowed out from his mouth. "Fuck yeah," he mumbled, beginning to touch himself through his shirt restlessly. He saw me eyeing him, and then flushed with embarrassment. The T was fucking with his body heat, and he was already sweating. "You feel good, babe?" I asked. "Yeah, I feel real good. Can I take another hit?" he asked. "Hell yeah. Tonight, you can take as many hits as you want." He looked at me like I was his hero. If he wasn't already halfway to becoming a Tina whore, he probably would've realized I was actually a bad man. I passed the bong to him and lit the torch for him again, keeping the flame there to force him to take another monstrous hit he couldn't handle. I watched him cough and choke, then pretended to care and ask if he was OK. I didn't give a shit if he was OK. I kissed him softly on the lips after every time I shot-gunned my hit to him and asked him if he was feeling good. Little did he know, feeding him my leftover clouds would be the only time I'd ever kiss him like that. At that point, I had already decided Chris wasn't going to be a customer. He was going to be my whore, and I was feeding him hits I was already planning on how to enslave him. You see, I installed a secret camera built into a clock on the nightstand. I already have a tape of Chris smoking T, but that's only the beginning. Over the course of the following few weeks, the camera would capture Chris doing cocktails of drugs multiple times as well as getting bred by quite an array of anonymous men. I'd then blackmail Chris to being my live-in whore if he didn't want the videos released to his friends and family and the internet...and then I planned to do it anyway. Once he's living with me, he'll become fully dependent on drugs, and I'll start selling his pussy and videos of him getting fucked. The rest is just making him follow a fitness plan and taking care of his body to keep him sexy and healthy enough in face of all that I was going to put him through. I got more excited about my plans for Chris looking at his pure face. Just thinking about how I'm going to be the one responsible for turning this innocent boy into a piece of whore trash that's gonna get violated by so many sleazy men without remorse...it turned me on a hell lot. After we cleared two rounds of the bong, I set it down and decided it was time to enjoy what would soon be mine. Without ceremony, I slid my hand under Chris' shirt. My hand's giant, muscled silhouette was visible down to the vein through his skin-tight shirt until it reached his pecs. I glazed my fingers over his nipples, savoring them. His skin was so smooth and warm I heard myself groan with lust. Even though he turned a little red and was clearly nervous, he didn't protest. Partly because he liked and trusted me, partly because he was spun, and partly just because he was another easy, slutty faggot. I slowly lifted his shirt up his body, not fully undressing him. Before he knew what was happening, he was underneath me on the mattress, his jeans unbuttoned, with one of my hands still groping his nipples and the other hand sliding underneath his briefs, down his dick and balls and resting over his hole. To be continued.
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John is a good friend. He is younger, around thirty, 70 kilos and around 1.75cm. But he looks much younger. He goes to the gym so he looks like a wrestle. People tend to like him. I guess it is his smile. Tops adore him. I guess it is his nice round smooth bubble butt… one think I know for sure… he definitely knows how to use it. He is a cumdump like me. But I enjoy so much watching him getting fucked that I don’t mind sharing the tops with him. He is one of those law key good hearted bottoms who deny no cock and after they take the load they say thank you. I am different. I say the Next. We first met in a bareback party one Thursday evening in a bar. We happened to put our asses on a bench… side by side. He smiled in a way that only generous bottoms do. So I decided to be nice… I shared my poppers with him. Later on we had a beer and we laughed talking about the importance of semen in our hole, both agreeing that we are focused more to the sperm than the size of the dick who delivers it. In bareback parties I seldom talk. With him it was different. We clicked. I had seen the scars on his hands so I knew he was a slammer but I didn’t say anything about our common chem habbits . I am old enough to know when and where I ask questions. I even gave him my load. It is so nice to meet a bottom who is more bottom than me and his hole was so nice and sloppy that I couldn’t resist. When I bred him he said thank you to me as well. I told you he is a really nice guy. In the next few months I met him three or four times. Always in those bareback parties. And always in clubs. Every time we met each other we kept the same routine. Bend on our knees and getting fucked doggy style taking loads from random tops, then going to the bar having a drink and then return back on the bench sharing the poppers. It was in one of those Thursdays that he asked me to go to his place after the party and sleep together. Just sleep. I had no plans for the next morning so I agreed. Nice studio apartment. Big bed. Big kitchen. Two big bathrooms. A huge TV that played straight porn with no sound. And all the glasses of windows painted in black. You had to slide the glass to see the daylight. I was OK with that. I like pitch dark when I sleep. And my sleep is not easy since I know a thing or two of slamming my self. We had a nice long shower. We drank our cocoa milk and we slept. I was still a student in the University the last time I shared the sleep with a bottom. I have to admit. It was a comfortable sleep. He had a way to make things easy with the snuggle. I am usually not good with intimacy. But with him was different. I loved the touch of his skin of his back stucking on my belly. It seems that I have missed a good snuggle more than I wanted it to admit. Next morning I woke up first, cooked some scrambled eggs and made some tea. “So Johnny”, I said when he was drinking his chamomile tea. “What’s on your mind? ” I took him a bit by surprise. “What do you mean? “ he asked. “I mean you need something. All this time we know each other you smile and you are friendly, and I thank you for that, but the truth is that you were checking me out. “You never flirt the tops they fuck you, you are friendly of course with them but always distant, you don’t share data about your life and your name is not John but its Stephan…“ I had seen a bill for the electricity stuck with a magnet on the fridge. “Which It is ok by me. You have every reason to protect your privacy, just next time you bring someone you don’t know, be a bit more careful and not leave traces around… but to let you know… I will continue to call you John… ” He blushed. “John is fine with me… And sorry… you deserved to know my true name at least.” I smiled my way. The father figure way that I carry only to certain occasions. And he was still a good guy. There are certain truths that you don’t share easily specially with people you meet in parties sharing loads and poppers. He got more relaxed. “So you were checking me out to see if you can trust me and then you brought me to your place to see if I fit and then you asked me to sleep as for a test to see how safe you can be when you are vulnerable. Isn’t that right? “ Now he was really speechless… “Damn you are good… what is your job you said? “ “Look kid I am a cumdump. But I am a really good one. One of the best you will ever encounter. And I guess I have been wandering in those steep hills of depravity quite a long time to recognize the whatever hidden agendas… And you are right. I like you… so you have no reason to feel awkward as long as you are not keeping me in the dark with your true intentions. So what’s up? “. He had a last zip of the tea. He looked at me like a boyscott ready to start an adventure. And then he spelled it out. “I have my birthday next Saturday. I want to celebrate it with a bang. I want to become a hole. A true hole like the one you see in the creampie gangbang porn films. Where one man after the other enter the room get hard shove it in give the load and then go. But I can not do it alone. And It is not something I can ask from any of my friends without them freaking out… So I had to find someone who can understand and not judge and with whom I can feel safe when and if the door opens and the cocks start pouring in…” What a great way to celebrate the new decade. He was waiting for my response. “Tops are a bit possessive. Bottoms are easier to trust… “ he continued. Well I guess he has a point. But all these stereotypes are a bit dated. Or maybe I am dated. I had to give an answer. Stood up and went to pee. I needed some time to gather my thoughts. The kid was brave. Braver than what I used to be twenty years ago. That’s for sure. He was washing the dishes. I took the towel to dry them. My voice was firm. Damn I could be a decent Top using that voice. “OK… but you need some training for that particular night. We have a week. If you are to become a hole you wish than you will have to slam hard and go to the zone…Do not look at me like I am any wizard. I know you slam kiddo… Look at your arms. No matter how good you cover them with make up I can see your small scars. Look I love being close to a chem slam hole. So… yes I can do what you are asking me…. Be by your side and make sure you get not into trouble and you won’t get robbed from your nice silverware. But to do so you have to follow my orders. With ‘no buts and no ifs’… and most important ‘no secret agendas’... I am I clear? “ He shook his head and then gave me that smile. Damn kiddo… what a beautiful smile….
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A Palm Springs local. Looking for fisting tops. Or Dom tops to use my holes this weekend.
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Anyone going to cum union in Philly at club Philly this weekend? I wanna go and take as many loads as I can.
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I will let anyone fuck me. No load refused.
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Would love to plan a two month vacation to Las Vegas two years from now. Would love to write and film real stories. Anyone around Vegas that can communicate back and forth?
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Looking for loads in phoenix. Looking for guys to get me spun for fun.
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There's no doubt in my mind that it was Tina that turned me into the barebacking party pig i am now. The first time I had meth I tried smoking it... it tasted horrible and I said I'd never do that again so when the guys offered to give me a slam I thought what the hell I'll try it. When that rush hit me I I felt this General growing warmth through my entire body and I coughed and immediately after coughing I felt this incredible heat and engulf my hole a new at the core of my soul that the only way to put that fire out just have a big hard cock breed me raw . It was as though my whole life was finally focused on what I was born and that was to be the biggest barebacking slut I could ever be. It turned me into a man that was craving cock like nobody else had ever craved it before it was a need that was born from the previous 40 years of my life ignoring the fact that that's what I was truly born to do. I was in total heat like a bitch dog that needs to be bred. Nothing else had crossed my mind since that first slam, all I could think about was how hard I could take that cock tonight. How many of them would it take to quench my thirst. And finally how much longer would the highway be snowed in because I needed more time. Well the highway was snowed in for 2 more days which was just barely enough time to satisfy my needs . About once every 6 hours I would take another slam and I would be turned into a possesed fag serving the demon that was inside that slam. I took eight true men, ones that weren't turned into a faggot like me. No these were true alpha males, men that dominated me and controlled me, made me do things I never thought possible in order to please them and I loved every second of it. The first talk man who was about 8 inches long and about 5 inches thick begin by putting on a condom he then pushed his dick into me the end banging away at me and I couldn't help but start thing in back at him putting all my effort into it making it I ride of epic proportions. By about the 15th minute of him Hammering away at me he pulled all the way out, grabbed his dick, ripped the condom off and shoved his beautiful meat as far into my guts as it could go and began painting my insides with the first raw cum i ever had... none of the other 7 even began with a condom after that, they just knew that it was not going to happen. I made no protest. This surprise me at first but took very little time and very little effort to know that this is what I was born for this is how it was going to be for the rest of my life. Since that fateful night 5 years ago I've probably taken well over 500 raw cock many of them were anonymous and I couldn't even begin to guess how many of them we're pumping toxic seed deep in me. so here's your warning any other bottoms up there thinking of slamming meth for the first time in their life don't do it there's no turning back what is the best feeling in the world. In fact I do believe that meth will cause the top to become extinct
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Met up with this cocky white boy in his late twenties he said he was straight met up with this cocky white boy in his late twenties he said he was straight but I had some tea and he was interested we smoked the vowel and then I started sucking his cock he put on some gay p*** black guys f****** white twinks and he said that he wanted to try his first black cock up his ass. I told him I had a black boyfriend who would be glad to f*** him so we went over to my boyfriend's house. We all got high and my boyfriend f***** the hell out of this weight cocky virgin hole but
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Are there any group parTies (especially if daddies who like younger btm boys) here in the inland empire? I’ve always had the fantasy of being double penetrated by two daddy dicks while another is in my mouth. And all that while daddy mouths are on my oh so sensitive nipples. In fact I’ve always fantasised about being the only bottom in a room filled with random horny daddies all wanting to unload their hot cum into my tight hole. im a Fun, friendly, decent, well-educated, but open to suggestion (by playing my nipples) bottom boy (poz friendly, secretly want the gift) hoping to find a pnp group for some amazing sex every few months. Hit me up if you know of a group or would like to organise one with me
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Looking for men to use me! Let me know!
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Jacksonville bottom looking for tops to use me and load me up with cum and cock. Love to have fun and geT piggy. When I geT piggy I want more cock and get aggressive for more cock and cum.
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Just moved to PDX and wondering where the parTy is at?
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