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(This is a semi-true account of my recent bathhouse excursion. Yes, I am 23. The inner struggle described is real. If you want to help bring out my inner slut, DM me. I lurk on here way too much, and want to live out some of my fantasies with a truly dom top.) Finals were over. Fuck was I glad. This past semester was super hard. All my classes were so boring and a lot of my friends were graduating, so everyone was on edge the entire time. Whatever, at least it’s over. To reward myself, I planned on getting high and going to the bathhouse to get fucked. You’d think that being 23, smooth with a tight body and well defined 6-pack would get you a lot of dick in college, but a lot of guys on campus usually chicken out. So I waited until classes were done to make up for all the dick I should have gotten. It was Friday night and most of my friends were out getting drunk to celebrate summer. Boring! Instead I shaved my hole, douched, and got ready to go to the bathhouse. I saved a couple pills of E from a rave I went to, and I was determined to get high and get my ass destroyed. “But...no bareback,” I repeated over and over again. “Promise me you’ll make guys use condoms,” I repeated. I was determined to minimize the after-fuck guilt and scare. I love feeling raw dick slide into my hole. I love having the shaft rub my Gspot and make me moan. And I especially love feeling the cock spasm as the top shoots his warm cum in my ass. I love all these things! BUT, I always work myself into a frenzy afterwards. I would do myself a favor and use condoms, so I won’t freak out the day after. “Condoms only!” I committed I finally got to the bathhouse. I timed the pills so they would kick in by the time I got the bathhouse. I got a locker, undressed and wrapped a towel around my tight, jock body. I was shivering from nervousness. As much as I love sex, doing it with random strangers still scares me a bit. Being a hypochondriac and cum slut isn’t the best combination. Oh well, that’s why I took the E. I got in the hot tub to relax a bit. There were a lot of guys here tonight I noted. After a few minutes, I got out to walk around. In the first hallway, I walked past a room with an open door. Inside was a pretty well-built daddy, probably in his late 40’s. He motioned me in. I acquiesced. “You are really sexy,” he told me. “Thanks. So are you,” I responded. I got on my knees and sucked his nice 7-inch cock. After several minutes, I got his cock rock hard. By now, the E had fully kicked in. In fact, I think I took too much, because I was getting a bit disoriented. My body was tingly all over, and my thoughts raced. My vision was going in and out, but I was still focused on his cock. The fit daddy pointed to the bed, and my inner submissive whore hastily obeyed. I got on my back and lifted my legs up, exposing my smooth hole. He grabbed the bottle of lube, squirted some on his cock, and rubbed some on my hole. He walked closer and lined his cockhead to my hole. “Um, can you please use a condom,” I weakly asked. The top frowned, but he nodded his head. He went to his bag and grabbed a condom. “Suck my dick some more, baby,” the daddy commanded. I quickly gobbled up his cock. Good job I thought to myself. Way to stick to our agreement of no BB. Within a few minutes, his cock was hard again, getting past the fact that he had to wrap it up. He ripped the wrapper and rolled on the condom, lubed up his cock, and approached my hole. I was on my back again and saw his face. The face of intent. His body glistened with manliness. I could never get this back at my college campus. This much man. This much experience and dominance. I was in bliss. He slowly pushed in. My hole wasn’t used to condoms, so it really hurt. The daddy was slow though. He added more lube and kept pushing. After about 5 minutes, he still hadn’t made much progress. “You’re really tight,” he whispered in my ear with his cock still pressed against my hole. “Yeah, sorry. It’s been a while...are you neg?” I asked “Why does it matter” he retorted with annoyance, “I’m wearing a condom.” Don’t even think about asking him to fuck you raw! I screamed at myself. Come on slut! You know you want it. You play coy, but you and I know you’re going to let him fuck you raw, I urged myself. What’s another night of bareback. You’ve earned it. You got a 4.0 this quarter. Reward yourself with raw cock. “Hey, maybe you can just tease my hole without a condom for a bit.,” I meekly said. The daddy stood back up and his face brightened up. In his smile, there was a tinge of darkness. He was going to fuck me raw and load me up. He knew this, and I knew this. “Ok, baby,” he responded. He quickly threw off the condom. Then he spit on my hole and rubbed his cock up and down. It felt so good. I closed my eyes and threw my head back. The hot daddy saw this and pushed his cock into my hold. “We really shouldn’t. Please don’t fuck me raw,” I unconvincingly pleaded. My voice was so soft and weak that both of us knew I didn’t mean it. He kept pushing. I moaned. Skin on skin feels so good. A few moments later, he was inside. I felt his warm cock pulsating. I looked at him. Any bit of care and tenderness was wiped from his face. In their place was pure lust. He looked at me with animal eyes. Even his breathing changed. His breaths were now grunts. He slid his cock halfway out and then rammed it back in. His slow rhythm was in perfect sync with his grunts. His cock was rubbing my hole in all the right places. I was moaning so loudly. I knew the whole bathhouse could hear me, but I was too high and in too much pleasure to fucking care. “Fuck yeah, bitch! Take my cock” he said to me. “Ugh yeah, please fuck me! Your cock feels so good!” I moaned. He pulled his cock all the way out, slapped my hole, and then shoved it back in. His sweat dripped on me. His odor flooded my senses. I was enveloped in this god’s aura. He varied his pace for a few more minutes before flipping me over. I backed myself up furiously on his raw cock. My body felt like electricity from the E. He slapped my ass and then grabbed my hips to gain control. He pounded my ass for what felt like hours. I was in slut heaven. Then without warning, he pulled out and stepped away. I turned around, showing him desperate, pleading eyes. Even with my impaired vision, I could see the sweat that glistened on his body. His masculine stance with huge arms flexed on either side. He was breathing heavily, sign of the work he’s been putting in. “Please fuck me, sir. Your cock feels so good. I really need it,” my depraved self pleaded. “I’m getting close, boy. I’m about to bust my load, “ he responded,“If I keep fucking you, I’m going to breed you. I’m not wasting my load on your bac.,” I didn’t say anything. I was paralyzed by conflict. I was paralyzed by how good his cock felt. I was paralyzed by how much I wanted his load inside my hole. Not waiting for my response, he flipped me on my back and shoved his cock inside me. “Ohhhhhh fuckkk yes,” my mouth finally vocalized. He took my ankles and pushed them way back. He had a perfect view of my hole. But instead, he fixed his gazed on my face. As he pounded my hole, he said to me, “I’m going to breed your hole boy. Fill your guts with my warm seed. My hot seed.” The room was filled with guttural noises and animal instincts. Cock in and out. Sweat dripped. In. And out. Grunting. Bam. Bam. Bam. In. And Out. Grunt. Moan. “Please spit on me. Make me your bitch,” I pleaded as I sniffed in more of his scent. He scoffed at me. His eyes were filled with disgust. Here is a dumb bitch asking to be spit on taking raw cock. The same dumb bitch that pretended to want condoms. The same bitch that is high out of his mind. Disgust swirled in his mouth and he quickly spat on my face. Then BAMMM he smacked my face with all his might and I lost my breath due to the shock and pain. He grabbed my face and turned me to face him. “Beg me for my seed, you dumb bitch,” he demanded. “Beg me to breed your cunt.” FUCKING BEG HIM, YOU WHORE. I screamed to myself. “Please, sir. Please breed me,” I managed. “Yeah? You want it? Say it, bitch. Tell me what you want,” he urged. “Your hot load. Please fill me up. I want your cum,” I said with more strength. “Oh fuck yeah, boy! I’m going to fill you up with my load,” he continued. “Yes!! Fuck me. Fuck your poz load into me,” I moaned. He stopped fucking me and said, “Poz load? Who said I was poz?” I came out of my haze and sheepishly smiled at him. “Sorry.” “Oh so you’re a fucking chaser aren’t you? You sick, dirty fuck. I bet you want poz loads, huh? I bet you want my dick to flood you with venom.” I could tell this was really turning him on. He picked up his paced. He was really railing me now. “You’re going to get my poz load. I’m going to fill you up with my sick dick,” he yelled. “Yes, fill me with your poz load! I need it! PLEASE!” I exclaimed. My inner slut was out. “Fuck yeah, boy!” the hot daddy exclaimed. And with that, he thrusted into me hard. His whole body was shuddering as he half collapsed on top of me. “Ohhhh fuckkk,” he grunted. I felt his cock pulsate in my hole. Moving up and down slightly. Then I felt warmness inside my hole. With each pulse, my hole felt warmer and slicker. I had milked this hot daddy for his man juices, and I felt so proud. Despite all the inner turmoil, I loved the feeling of being bred. The danger and risk. The weight as the top presses down from pleasure and exhaustion. I loved everything about it. After a few minutes, the top composed himself. He slowly slid out of my hole, and just gave me a smirk. “Thank you, sir,” I offered. “You’re welcome, slut,” he returned. He pushed me over to make room for him on the dirty mattress. I rested in his arms for some mandatory post-coital cuddling. He said that was hot and asked how old I was. “23,” I said. “Fuck, such a slut at such a young age.” “Hahah, yeah I watch a lot of porn and read some pretty angular erotica,” I said. “Angular erotica...hah!” After a few minutes, I got restless. I was still rolling hard from the E and now that I have fully abandoned safety, I was intent on getting more dick. I got up and wrapped my towel around my waist. I thank him again, and made my way for the door. I paused and turned to face him one last time. “Are you actually poz?” I asked . “Maybe,” he said coldly. I just smiled and exited the room. My body still pulsating from the E. If only my professors and friends could see me right now; I thought to myself, the control freak that asks smartass questions in class is taking anonymous cum up his ass. With that thought, I made walked into the dimly lit, red-tinged hallway. The night had just begun.
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It has been about ten years since I graduated from college and I guess that's why this encounter entered my mind recently. I used to jerk off to the memory of it for awhile, but thankfully my lust for barebacking and cummy adventures has filled my brain with lots of spankable material. Still, when I think back to this occasion, I still get pretty hard. I was a Resident Assistant for two years in college and I loved it because not only am I social person, but also because I got to have my own room and bathroom. It was the perfect situation for me as at that time I was a 'straight' college student at a big southern state school - a way to get to know a bunch of people but still get my own privacy when I needed it. Of course I principally needed a private room so I could jerk off. If I needed to fuck and dump a load in a nice ass, I went online and found a bottom somewhere in the vicinity who needed to be bred and who could also host. I don't exactly know when I became a barebacker, although looking back I suppose the attraction stemmed from my first anal experience. I frequently went to an adult book store to get head through a glory hole. I had discovered the ABS in my freshman year. It was far from campus so I wasn't all that concerned about running into anyone I knew from school, and as I was usually successful in getting a blowjob, I began to visit the place regularly. In any event, on the occasion of which I'm thinking, I was in a booth at the ABS and was receiving a particularly good blowjob through the glory hole. I was approaching orgasm when the mouth pulled away. Somewhat surprised, I withdrew my cock from the hole, and crouched down, peered into the hole, whereupon I heard the guy on the other side say "unlock your door." I did and within seconds the cocksucker stepped into my cubicle with me. He was a small framed Latino. His body and ass were quite furry, which I found a major fucking turn-on. He gestured that I should take a seat in the chair, my pants and underwear around my ankles. When I was in position he sat on my raw hard cock until I was balls deep inside him as he stared into my eyes. He rode me until I felt my orgasm build and suddenly burst inside him. I plainly saw how his eyes got wide and glazed over with satisfaction and animal-like lust. I was hooked: I was a top who bred bottoms. And believe me, every bottom I encountered craved my thick raw cock, especially 'cause my cock head always swelled to generous proportions just as I shot my large load deep in the bottom's guts. I also think the curve of my cock must have played the bottom's prostate like a fiddle. I quickly discovered I had only to fuck a bottom once before he would be addicted to my thick curve and he would beg for my cock. Yeah, once I entered a guy, his ass would belong to me. One particular college night, I was especially horny and needed a good bottom in whom to unload. I went online to Craigslist and found a 40 year old bottom who was, in the words of his posting, "looking to take as much college dick and cum as I can." I sent him a pic of my cock and my stats and waited. Within a few minutes he sent me his hotel and his room number with some pics. I checked out his pics; nice lean, masculine frame, salt'n'pepper hair, moderately hairy with a relatively hairless ass with a very furry crack. He said he'd meet me naked on all fours with the door propped open and that he might find another top to join. I got ready and headed his way. I arrived at the hotel and found the door ajar. I went inside and immediately could smell the familiar scent of masculine sweat, lube, and cum. This hole had been used. "Got a cummy ass for me?" I asked as I loudly undid my belt buckle (bottoms love that part...always see them either excitedly re-position like a puppy who knows it's getting a their bodies tremble and their asshole winks. Either one gets my dick hard) "Got two loads so far...you college boys are hungry." I had finished undressing, leaving on only my backward hat with my school's logo proudly displayed, and placed my large hand on his ass. He shook with pleasure. "Suck my cock and get it ready for your cummy pussy," I ordered. He moaned and dove for my cock. The moment it passed through his lips and he began to feel the girth and the length, he let out a animal-like grunt and instinctively arched his back to raise his furry-cracked bubble ass higher. I could see the glistening wetness on his slightly-open hole in the dim light of the hotel room as he continued to feast on my cock, moaning and grunting like a good little fuck pig. This pig needed more seed. The pigs cell phone on the bed next to him began to ring. He pulled off my cock "Sorry, sir, it's the other college guy top who's going to breed me with you--if you don't mind, sir." "Answer the phone so you can get back on my cock, pig." He answered the phone and it was clear the kid was asking for directions and this guy didn't know the city. He looked at me "Can you help him find this place?" I took the phone in one hand and grabbed the back of the pigs head with my other and guided his mouth back to my cock. I spoke into the phone. "Hey, I've got this pig hungrily slurping on my cock but his cummy butt needs more cock in it. Where are you so we can get you in one of these holes and make this pig a happy cumdump?" The voice on the phone hesitated at first, but when he spoke it was clear he was horny as fuck. "I just need to figure out how to get there from where I'm at--I'm new this semester." "I've got your welcome present here--don't forget the balls, pig--if you want a big load you better worship those balls, too. Okay, so where are you?" I talked with the other top about where he was and quickly directed him to where he was going. He was only five minutes away. "The door is still ajar, come in and shut it and get undressed before you fully enter the room. I want you ready to take over this mouth the second you walk in, because I need to reward this bitch for slurping on my cock so much by driving this thick curve deep in that wet hole." "You got it, man. Sounds so hot." I hung up the phone and threw it on the bed. The pig kept slurping on my cock as he held up a bottle of poppers. I took a huge hit and let the warmth and hunger wash over me as the cumdump took a few hits and hungrily returned to slobbering on my thick cock, savoring the precum and moaning like a fucking bitch. I heard the door open and heard the new college top fumbling with his clothes. He was a bit nervous, which wasn't all that surprising. I was prepared to take charge and get him where he needed to go, and honestly, I was sure once the college top felt the cock sucker's mouth he would be hooked. At that moment the college top entered. Glancing up I realized I knew him. He had recently moved to my floor, and I had casually spoken to him a couple of times. He was a quiet kid who mostly stayed to himself. A musician, if I remembered correctly. I remember thinking when I met him, that I thought he was cute, but I hadn't obsessed over him, after all, I was outwardly straight. But here we both were, both naked, in a hotel room, both of us were completely hard (and I noticed, his cock was also quite impressive. Once he recognized me, he was also clearly completely mortified and seemed a bit bit frozen, unsure of how to handle the situation. So I took charge. "Pig, you've had enough of my cock - at least for now. If you want my cock in that ass, go show our friend here how hungry you are for cock." The cumdump immediately got off the bed where he had been on all fours sucking my cock and rushed in front of my resident. Without hesitating, he dove onto the other guy's cock, loudly moaning and slurping like a slut. I watched as the panic melted away to pleasure and I walked over to the guys and presented a bottle of poppers under my resident's nose. He took a deep hit in both nostrils and immediately I saw it in his eyes--the hungry glazed look of a barebacker. He was ready. "On the bed on all fours, cumdump," I ordered. The 40 year old man quickly complied, making sure his back was arched to make his ass and mouth more appealing to the two college tops he was pleasuring. I looked at my resident asking "You want mouth or ass?" He smiled, "I want ass. I know I'll cum if I watch you fuck him and I want to breed him, especially if he's got some loads in him already." I climbed on the bed and got comfortable and the bottom immediately got to work sucking my cock. He was so excited knowing he was about to get fucked. My resident hesitated a second "Is there lube?" "He's got two loads in his ass. Just eat him out a bit to get him wet and push it in." I watched as my resident got between the bottom's legs, spread his ass cheeks, and went to town eating that cummy hole. The excessive moaning and flourishes he used on my cock made it clear he was quite happy, and was properly thanking me for arranging double fuck session. My resident, meanwhile, unquestionably loved eating cummy ass. I took some satisfaction in thinking I would have fun with the quiet musician who lived down the hall. Yeah, I was going to have fun with this boy. "Now fuck him. I'd say the bitch has earned a few more loads." I love being able to see the face of both bottom and the top when a top first slides his cock into a cummy-holed slut. The ecstasy and hunger the resident and cumdump were experiencing was abundantly tangible, so I took a large hit of poppers and begin to face fuck the bottom. He loved every second of the spit-roasting, and from the grunts coming from the top, I suspected he would barely last five minutes, so I paused in face-fucking the bottom so he can really enjoy my cock on his terms. I'd like to think each tongue-flick and oral massage of my cock was his way of thanking me. While he was enjoying the resident's cock, he knew he belonged to me. The cumdump could tell, even before I penetrated his hole, that my cock was special. He was a true cumdump. I looked up as the resident was practically howling, knowing he was about to cum. I withdrew from the cumdump's mouth, walked around the bed so I was directly behind the resident, allowing my hard cock head to rest against his ass cheek as I leaned in close behind him and quietly ordered the resident to "Load him. Load up the cumdump. I'm going to fuck him and I want your load deep in his guts while I'm filling him up. Give him your warm, thick load." I also ordered the cumdump to "Beg for that load, bitch. Tell him that you want it." And beg he did. The 40 year old begged and pleaded for that load like a true cumdump. The resident, meanwhile, was about to go over the edge, so I took the bottom about his waist and pulled him back so that the resident was completely balls-deep. Then, at just the right moment, I grunted in the resident's ear "Shoot that load." I could feel his body spasm as he came, wave after wave of orgasm hitting him as the cumdump moaned and thanked him over and over again. When he was done cumming, the resident pulled out with a wet "plop" and collapsed on his back on the bed next to the cumdump. I immediately grabbed the cumdump by the waist with both hands and spit on my cockhead. Placing my cock at the entrance to his wet, hot, cummy hole, I slid my entire eight inch shaft deep into his guts. The noise the cumdump made was unlike any I'd heard him: it was a deep, guttural groan that seemed to escape from deep in his gut. He was truly a bitch in heat. I took my time enjoying the cummy wetness of his warm guts as I pounded his ass, using every stroke to caress and massage the hole so that it began to naturally form to the shape of my cock. As I owned his ass, the cumdump eventually coaxed the resident to scoot up on the bed so he could suck his semi-hard cock while in the daze of the poppers and the pleasure of my cock filling his cummy hole. I felt my orgasm building as I watched the resident's cock growing harder in the cumdump's mouth and watching as the cumdump hungrily started really working for a load in his mouth, sensing another load would soon be deposited in his ass. He pushed back and met each thrust while giving focused attention to the cock in his mouth. As I said, he was a true cumdump, and most definitely was earning his cummy rewards. I unloaded in his ass moments before the resident unloaded in his mouth and felt the cumdump's body shivering as he felt my cockhead swell and release a giant load into his guts. His ass was filled to the brim with cum, and as the resident began to flood his mouth the cumdump laughed around the dick as he moaned and savored each drop. As my orgasm subsided, I pulled out slowly and felt the cum following my dick. When my cockhead popped out of the cumdump's well used asshole, a splatter of cum came out and landed on the hotel bedspread. In a flash, the resident dove on the cummy hole, licking and slurping up the cum and ass juices leaking out. "Push some of it back in" the bottom begged. "Please give me the seed." Scooping up some of the cum on my cock head, I slid my dick, which was still quite hard, back into his cummy ass. The resident kept his face right there by the hole, watching and breathing on my cock as if to make sure each drop of cum remained in the cumdump's hole. The bottom, for his part, clamped down on my cock when I withdrew, ensuring the multiple loads he had taken would not be lost. The resident immediately took my cummy cock in his mouth and cleaned it off. I smiled in satisfaction as he enjoyed servicing my cock for a few moments before I withdrew from his mouth. "Come on, we've got to go. I'm sure this cumdump has more tops on the way." "Just a couple," the bottom answered. I noticed his cummy asshole seemed to wink in agreement. The resident and I quickly dressed, so we were ready to leave at the same time. Just before I opened the door to leave, I looked over my shoulder at the cumdump and said "Thanks, cumpdump, you did a good job." With that, resident and I walked out. He didn't say anything until we were in the elevator. "Will this change anything at the dorms? Cuz I'm not really out," he asked with a hesitant voice. "Hey, nothing's going to change," I replied with a reassuring smile, "except that you're going to suck a load out of my cummy dick when we get back to the dorms." From his smile, I had the feeling he had decided a little change wasn't such a bad thing. This is my first story on here. Let me know if you guys enjoyed and I should keep writing...I have PLENTY of other great stories up my sleeves (or up someone's ass)
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college athlete in phoenix/scottsdale area till the 10th.... spring break so i wanna have some fun. pls hmu..... open to try new things
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Jeremy stared out of the window, watching tree after tree pass. His forehead was beginning to feel numb from the glass, so he straightened up in his seat and looked around at his fellow passengers. Danny, a shorter guy with a blonde military-cut hairstyle, was messing around on his phone in the seat beside Jeremy. On the row behind them were Addison and Porter. Addison was of a tan complexion, had a strong jaw, and striking blue eyes. Porter, on the other hand, was pale by comparison. Porter always had the scruffy look about him, like he'd just gotten out of bed. Driving the Escalade was Sean, who looked more mature than he really was. And in the passenger's seat was Christopher, whose Italian genes could be spotted from a mile away. They were all on their way to a weekend getaway from college. Deep in the mountains, Sean's dad owned a cabin that they had all been allowed to stay at. All six men had met each other at the gym since first starting college. They had grown close since then, and after three years of lifting weights, were each extremely muscular. "I'm so fucking tired of this electro shit," Porter said loudly from the back. He took a swig from his beer bottle and shook his head. "Who the fuck listens to Skrillex anymore?" "Come on, man, it's a classic," Sean said, turning up the music. As he smiled, his bleached teeth were showcased from the rearview mirror. "Deadmau5 is way better, just sayin'," Christopher said. "I have to disagree with you there," said Sean. "Yeah, me too, they both suck," Jeremy said. "Fuck you!" Sean yelled. "What else are we going to listen to? Fucking Lady Gaga?" "I heard she's got a dick," Porter said absentmindedly. "With all that tight shit she wears? No way," Addison said. "Well, what'll it be, then, gentlemen?" Christopher asked, hooking his phone up to the console. "Rock? Rap?" "What about something with a banjo? We're in the goddamn mountains, for Christ sakes," Danny laughed. "If you put on anything with a fucking banjo, I'll kill you," Addison said. "Forget you," Christopher said, shaking his head. "Guys, you've got to give me something," "Jay-Z," "Lil Wayne," "Randy Travis," "Skrillex, I'm the one fucking driving," "Eminem," "Whitesnake," "Oh, oh, Cinderella," "Queen," "Judas Priest," "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Christopher yelled, laughing. "This isn't a fucking guessing game. Forget it, we'll just sit and enjoy the silence." Christopher turned off the radio and unplugged his phone. "Hand me another beer, Jeremy." Jeremy reached into the cooler beside him and handed Christopher a cold bottle. "So now I have to listen to you pussies talk the whole way there?" "We don't have to," Sean said. He had one of his stupid side-smiles plastered on his face. "I have something to watch if you guys want," "What the fuck's so funny?" Danny asked. "Porter, reach in the back and look in my bag's side pocket. There should be a DVD in there." "Oh, I forgot about the TV screens," Addison said as Porter reached behind him. "How could you? They're fucking everywhere in here," Jeremy said, taking a drink. "Hopefully it isn't some Disney shit," Danny said. "Hey-oh!" Porter exclaimed after a few moments of scrounging around. He held up a DVD case with several naked women on it. "Yeah! That's what I'm talking about!" Addison said, passing the case forward. "Put that shit on," "Seriously?" Jeremy asked, handing the case off to Christopher. "A porno? I'm going to watch a porno with you guys?" "What's the matter, never done it before?" Sean said. "With a group? Never," "Well, today's your lucky day," Christopher said, putting the disc in. "Just don't say anything to anyone and no one will know the wiser." "What, you won't admit you jerked off with other guys before?" "Who said anything about that? It's just naked chicks getting boned. Nobody's jerking off," Christopher retorted. "Honestly, if I feel like jacking it, none of you fags are going to stop me," Addison said. "How could we? I'm not putting your dick back in your pants," Porter said. "Just shut up, it's starting," Christopher said. All the monitors in the SUV turned on. Two women in bikinis were walking on the beach as Caribbean music played in the background. "And you just keep your eyes on the road, Sean! I don't need a concussion before midterms start," Danny said, adjusting himself in his seat. "Don't worry. I've seen it like three times already," Sean said. "God, my fucking back is killing me." "It's all those rows you've been doing," Addison said, watching the screen nearest him. "It's paying off though. You look good, man." "All I know is that my dad's Jacuzzi is going to hit the spot tonight," Sean said, rubbing his back. The passengers watched as the two women on the beach met a suave Spanish man, then went back to a hotel to start a three-way. Balls were slapping against pussies and throats were groaning through the sound system the rest of the way to the cabin. The Escalade pulled into the driveway just around five in the afternoon. Christopher cut off the movie and glanced back. "I don't know about you guys, but I have a hard-on the size of my leg right now." "You're telling me," Addison said, rubbing his crotch in exaggeration. "Well forget about rubbing one out, we've got dinner to make," Sean said. "But it was your fucking idea to watch the video!" Porter said. "I didn't say it came with a jerk off. Help me unpack," Sean said as he got out of the vehicle. Jeremy followed suit, stepping out into the chilly mountain air. The cabin was a lot nicer than he had thought. It wasn't some old four-walled log house: it was modern in style, like something Frank Lloyd Wright would design. It looked spacious as well. "Aw, sweet!" Porter said as he climbed out. He brushed his long hair behind him. "Pretty fucking upscale, huh?" "Yeah. Guess Sean's dad is loaded," Jeremy replied. "You don't go through med training for ten years and live in a shack, fellas," Sean said from the rear of the SUV. Porter glanced down. "Hey Jeremy, I didn't know you liked the mountains this much." "Huh? Oh," Jeremy said, noticing his erection through his jeans. "Well, these are where you'll find the biggest tits in the world." Porter chuckled, rubbing his own member. "God, I could cum right now if I had like a minute." "Guys, come on!" Sean yelled. They all crowded around the rear hatch and each gathered their fair share, then made their way to the cabin. The interior of the house framed the same design as the exterior. There were many acute angles to the ceiling, off-white paint on the walls, and large windows. The living room had a large U-shaped couch facing a fireplace, which was below a huge 90" TV. "Welcome home," Sean said as he entered the open kitchen behind the living room. "Somebody get the chicken out, we've got a lot of cooking to do." "And drinking," Addison said, dropping the cooler down by the refrigerator. For the next hour and a half, they prepared their meal for the evening. Jeremy himself had gone through seven beers by the time they sat down and actually ate. To go with the chicken, Sean popped open a bottle of his father's ten year-old port, with which they all thoroughly enjoyed. When dinner was winding down, it was right around nine o'clock. Sean went to make sure the Jacuzzi was heating up as the rest of the guys found their rooms. They all met back in the basement, where there was a poker table set up. As they all sat down to a few rounds, Christopher pulled out a slender bottle of Johnnie Walker. "Alright, assholes, I want this all gone by tonight!" he laughed. Sean busted out the glasses so they could drink while they played. By this point, Jeremy was definitely feeling the alcohol. He could tell Porter was, too. They always seemed to be the lightweights when it came to drinking. But they didn't let it stop them tasting Gold Label for the first time. The bottle went empty right around eleven-thirty, and the last round finished around twelve in the morning. Jeremy could then tell that everyone at the table was enjoying themselves. Sean was the first to stand up. "Whoa, a little too fast there," he said, grabbing the table for support. "Pussy can't even hold his liquor," Danny laughed. "Shut up. Who's up for the Jacuzzi? It should be like a hundred degrees in there by now." "I could go for a nice dip," Christopher said, gathering the cards. "Well, get your trunks and let's go!" Sean yelled. He led the way as they all swerved and swayed back to their rooms to change. Jeremy ripped off his long-sleeved shirt when he reached his room. As he began to take off his pants, he noticed himself in the mirror above the nightstand. Jeremy immediately stood up and flexed. He absolutely loved the way he looked since he'd packed on so much muscle. There was a light dusting of hair over his chest and abs, but that didn't get in the way of showing off how cut he was. His biceps were at the point where the practically jumped whenever he moved. Smiling, he ripped off his underwear. His dick was standing at full attention. He playfully slapped it against his lower abs a couple of times. Jeremy had trimmed up his bush and shaved his balls the day before. His nuts felt so smooth as he passed his hand under them. Jeremy rifled through his bag and took out his trunks. He pulled them on, tucking the tip of his dick into the lower half of the waistband so his hard-on wouldn't show. He went to meet the others on the back deck. Danny was in the living room tying his trunks when Jeremy came through. He whistled. "Check out this heartbreaker," he laughed. "You're ripped yourself, big fella," Jeremy said, slapping Danny's ass. "Don't be a tease," he smirked. "Fuck you. Come on," Jeremy said, opening the sliding door to the deck. "Holy shit, it's freezing out here!" he yelled as a frigid wind met him. "Hey-oh! Look at this stud!" Addison said from the Jacuzzi. "I swear I see those nips tightening up right now." Jeremy didn't respond, but quickly hopped into the Jacuzzi with Addison and Christopher. Danny was right behind him. "God, this feels good," Danny said as he submerged himself into the warm waters. Steam was rolling out of the tub like water boiling. "You're not kidding," Christopher said, lolling his head. "Alright, bitches, next round!" Sean yelled from the door. He held up a bottle of vodka. Porter was behind him with glasses. Both of their bodies were completely shaved. "Bring it on," Addison said lazily. The last two hopped into the Jacuzzi, dispersing the glasses and vodka equally. All of them started to drink again. After they all quieted down a bit, Porter commented, "It really is nice out here. You can't see shit in the dark, but it's nice and secluded, you know?" "It's just us, boys," Sean said. "Yep. No cramped apartments, no confined spaces, none of that shit," "Speaking of confined spaces," Danny said, twisting his side, "these trunks are giving me a major wedgie." "So pull 'em out of your crack," Porter said, taking another sip. "Nah, that won't work. This pair always does this." "You know what I've always hated about trunks? They blow up with air like this," Addison said, pointing at his ballooning shorts. "I fucking hate that shit," Christopher said, shaking his head. "Me, too," Jeremy said. He noticed his own trunks were beginning to fill up. "Guess it's the jets that accelerate the process," Sean said. They all went quiet again, drinking sip after sip of vodka. After a few more moments, Danny stood up out of the water. "You know what? Fuck these shorts," he said. Without an ounce of inhibition, he peeled off his trunks and stepped out of them. He was standing in the cold air completely naked. His trimmed pubic hair was shaped in a fanning pattern around his low-hanging dick. "Well, just make yourself comfortable, why don't you?" Sean said sarcastically. Jeremy thought it was insane to be watching this, but he wasn't really opposed. Normally he would turn and leave, but for some reason he thought it made perfect sense to strip down to nothing. Danny looked perfect as he stood naked, with nothing but his hard, shredded body against the backdrop of pines swaying in the night. He was a man in the ruggedness of nature. Danny sat down in the water again, tossing his trunks over by the grill. "That's so much better, I can't even explain," he said, smiling slyly. He took another drink. "Well, I can't let you be alone in this, big fella. I'm your spotter, after all," Addison said. He too stood up and ripped off his shorts, revealing his dick at half-mast. "Whoa! Getting a little excited there, huh?" Danny laughed. "Do I turn you on?" "You know it, baby," he said, throwing his trunks on top of Danny's. Addison sat down again. "Melissa would kill me if she knew what I was up to right now." "Fuck her," Christopher said. "But I already do," "Not tonight, you aren't," Porter said. He stood up and began to take off his shorts as well. Another dick was exposed as semi-erect. "Guess there's no shame in feeling a little frisky, then, huh, guys?" Danny asked. He bucked his hips up so that his swelling penis rose above the water. "None at all. We're drunk and alone. We can do whatever the fuck we want," Porter said, tossing his shorts over by the pile. He put a hand on his hip and looked at his still-clothed friends. "Well, come and join the party! There's nothing we haven't seen before." "Alright," Jeremy said, feeling his heart begin to pick up its pace. He stood up and followed suit, along with Sean and Christopher. Once all three were naked (and obviously excited), they submerged themselves again. Jeremy noticed the jets were much more satisfactory without anything on. He also felt freer, as if taking off his clothes brought down any barriers of inhibition surrounding his conscience. His friends seem to think so, too, as everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves much more thoroughly now. "These jets feel great against your balls," Addison said, taking another drink. "Agreed," Porter said, raising his glass. "That's nothing. Aim it right against your asshole. It almost feels like a chick's rimming you," Sean said. Jeremy, curious, moved his ass up a little before he felt the pressure thrashing against his tightened hole. "Holy shit, that feels good!" "I can't believe you talked a girl into rimming you," Danny said, enjoying the pleasure his jet provided. "She was reluctant, but caved eventually," Sean smirked. "Never had it happen, myself," Danny said. "Me, neither," Christopher added. "It'll happen eventually. Don't get knocked up about it," Sean said casually. They continued to joke and drink until the vodka was gone. They moved slower on account of wanting to pace themselves. Eventually Porter craned his head to look into the kitchen and check the clock. "Four in the morning, guys," he said, shaking his head. "Sad thing is I don't feel a bit tired." "Well, I need to take a piss, regardless," Jeremy said, standing up. His erection was gone, as the excitement had kind of worn off after the first couple of hours. "Yeah, me, too," "Me, three," All of the men stood and quickly stumbled into the house on account of the cold. They left their trunks outside. As they stood dripping wet in the side entrance of the living room, Sean swore. "Fuck, I forgot towels." "Don't worry about it. The water will have dried by the time morning comes around," Addison said, proceeding towards his room. "Hey, there's only five bathrooms!" Sean yelled. "Somebody's going have to share!" "No way," Danny said, breaking into a run. Soon it was a drunken rush to get a bathroom. Jeremy pushed past Porter and managed to get into the one beside his bedroom. He locked the door laughing as Porter cussed him out from the other side. "Fuck you, Jeremy!" "Can't fuck me if you're locked out, can you?" Jeremy laughed. He traipsed over to the toilet, on the way noticing his body in the mirror. Again he stopped and flexed. "God damn, you look hot," he said to himself, massaging his deltoids. He heard more laughing and running from outside the bathroom. Not wanting to miss anything, he quickly peed into the toilet. As he stood waiting for the stream to end, his head began to spin. Jeremy shook it off. When he had finished, he flushed and unlocked the bathroom door. Jeremy began to feel dizzy again, so he turned and went straight into his bedroom. He crashed naked and wet onto his bed. The room was still spinning, and he quickly blacked out. Jeremy snapped up all of a sudden. He was still wet and buzzed. Looking at the nightstand clock, it read four-thirty in the morning. He propped himself up and sat still for a minute. He couldn't hear any movement in the house. He got up and walked as best he could into the hallway. It was there that he heard a sound, almost like a moan. Jeremy proceeded down the hallway towards the other bedrooms. The moaning became louder and more distinct. Eventually Jeremy found its source behind one of the bedroom doors. Instinct told him not to open it, but he was more curious than anything. He cracked open the door to peep inside. Jeremy then saw something he'd never witnessed before. Porter was on his knees sucking Addison off. Addison, who was the one moaning, was sitting on the bed. He was massaging Porter's back with one hand while propping himself up with the other. Porter went down farther, resulting in a gasp from Addison. Addison quickly put both hands behind Porter's head and pushed his friend deeper into his crotch. Jeremy heard Porter choke and release. A thick stream of pre-cum connected his lips to Addison's cock. He then went back to work. Jeremy shut the door, stunned. He could still hear the moans. Were they gay? It never showed, he thought. Jeremy then noticed his throbbing erection. He gawked at it: he couldn't remember the last time he'd been so hard. It began to leak from the tip. Confused, he returned to the living room. He was dealt another blow of astonishment as he found the same porno they had watched on the way up now on the 90-inch television. Danny, Sean, and Christopher's heads were all visible on the U-shaped couch. The volume was muted, but there was a different sound pervading the warmed air. Squelching, slapping sounds were coming from the couch. Before he stopped himself, perhaps due to his drunken stupor, he came around the side of the couch to see all three of his friends jacking themselves off. "Hey, buddy," Sean said, smiling. "Join us?" "Whoa—sorry, I'm just, just," "Aw, forget it and just go with the flow," Christopher said. "We all got over it like ten minutes ago." "What? Why?" Jeremy asked, perplexed. Danny shrugged sloppily. "We're horny and need some relief. No point in doing it on our own." "And you could definitely use some relief," Sean said, nodding at Jeremy's veined cock. "But—but we're not..." "Not what?" "Does this make us gay?" "Whoa!" Christopher yelled, never missing a stroke. "This is just some fun. Shut up and sit down." Jeremy looked over at the television again. "Why is the sound off?" "Danny likes the sound his cock makes when he's jerking it," Sean said. "Besides, we don't want to disturb our lover-boys in the back." "You know about that, too?" Jeremy said, sitting down. "They're just having some fun," Christopher said. "Leave them be." Jeremy looked around the couch. "No lube?" "Use your spit. It's more natural," Sean said. Jeremy shrugged and watched the movie. He summoned up a good pool of saliva in his mouth, spat into his hand, and started stroking his member. Sean watched him. They all went quiet, the only sound being the rhythmic chorus of their dicks being stroked and the occasional spit from their mouths. After a while, Danny began to breathe harder. "This is it, boys. I'm almost done," he groaned. "Allow me," Sean said, grabbing Danny's cock with his other hand. Danny, surprised, let go and let his friend work him. "Aw, fuck! Fuck, that feels good!" Danny said, biting his lip. "Like that, big boy?" Sean asked, staring at Danny. "Holy shit, yes. Oh, oh, keep going." Sean leaned over and spat a big glob of his own spit onto Danny's head, then stroked faster. Danny began to buck his hips. "Aw, fuck! I'm going to cum! I'm cumming!" he yelled. It was only a few seconds later that a thick spurt of his man-spunk shot out of his dick and onto his chest. Another shot came out, followed by a slow seep of cum. Both Christopher and Jeremy watched as the waves of pleasure washed over Danny. Sean moaned. "That was hot, man. I'm almost there," "Here," Danny said. He scooped up as much cum as he could, moved Sean's hand out of the way and returned the favor. Christopher shook his head. Jeremy was enraptured. Watching the white, creamy fluid mix with the slick spit on Sean's cock had to have been the most erotic thing either of them had ever seen. Sean must have though so, too. "Shit, I'm going to cum! Ugh, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" he yelled loudly. With a shout, he shot his entire load in one twitch of his dick. His cock throbbed in Danny's hand, whose face was now plastered with his friend's chunky fluid. Calming down, Sean looked at Danny and smiled. "You've got something on your face, fag," "Get it off for me, would you?" he whispered. Sean held back for a second, breathing hard. He then gave in and licked the side of Danny's face. He lapped up his own cum off of his friend, lavishing at the prickly feel of the day's old stubble against his tongue. They soon began to make out, swapping cum and spit through their mouths. "Fuck," Jeremy said, watching the two wrap their muscled arms around each other. "Jerk me off, would you?" Christopher asked, turning to Jeremy. Jeremy nodded, moving in closer. "You do me." They both switched off, Christopher stroking Jeremy's dick and vice-versa. They watched their friends French kiss each other, cum slipping between their lips and smearing onto their taut pecs. "Oh, I'm going to cum," Christopher said. "Me, too. Oh, God," Jeremy moaned. He felt the intensity rise as both he and Christopher stroked each other furiously. Christopher came first, with around four short spurts onto his abs. Halfway through, Jeremy came. He felt wave after wave of pleasure erupt from his cock, shooting straight up in the air and dribble down his balls. Danny and Sean paused kissing each other to watch. As the intensity died down, Jeremy leaned over and licked the cum off of Christopher's chiseled abs. He didn't know why he did it. The act just seemed right. Christopher's cum was salty and warm. It made a unique coating along Jeremy's tongue. Knowing what was next, Christopher grabbed Jeremy by the head and kissed him. Their tongues fought each other, one trying to playfully pin the other one down. Jeremy was soon on top of Christopher, just as Danny was with Sean. Soon the sounds of their sloppy kisses were the only noises in the living room. One by one, each fell asleep on the couch. The waning moonlight illuminated their ripped, naked bodies as they slept. The night was soon over. A night that none of them would forget.
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This started years ago when I was in college. I had met a cute college kid younger then myself, through a mutual friend. He was a bi college kid, with a girl friend at the time. This was back before ginder and smart phones, so the first time meeting up was a face to face at my place. An what a first time meet up, he was 5'7", maybe 130 pounds with blond hair wearing soccer shorts and a plain t-shirt. We started with basic bullshit when first meeting someone, majors and where we were from. After a little time we move closer and kissed and rubbed each other bodies. He had the typical Twink body, smooth and not much muscle definition. But had a massive cock, 8.5" and fat as a beer can. It was a monster but on his body it was unbelievable how big it looked. I have been known to swallow a few cocks in my day, but this one was hard to swallow. I had gotten on my knees in front of him and pulled down his shorts and boxer briefs to get at that piece of meat. I was maybe able to get 5/6 inches in my mouth( he was not 100% hard, he only goes totally hard before he cums, which is amazing when he is fucking you but that is a story down the road) without racking him with teeth because of the thickness. I was doing my best on trying to get it all in, but it was to thick and I found out that he has a somewhat low stamina problem. So he had me stop so he would not blow to quick and wanted to suck on my cock also. I'm not hung or thick as a big can, I'm 6.5 and better the avg on the thickness, but I did have a killer body back in. I was 5'10 and 185 with an 8 pack and 4% body fat, I played ball for the university, but not football. Most people look at me and think that I'm a total top, but I have a weakness for hung twinks. So, little blond boy, is going to town on my cock and loving it, he is acting like it was going to be his last supper and I do have the great ability to stay hard after I cum and go,a,second or third round. He was working on my cock for,a good 15 mins when I moved around to get to his cock and 69 with him. I was starting to feel the build up, so I informed him that I was getting close but could go again right after. He didn't miss a beat, just keep sucking, licking and playing with my nuts. I went back to work on his massive cock, I want to pull a nut out of him and see if the load would be big like his cock. He got me to the point of no return and I doubled down on my effort of getting his load. As I started to cum in his mouth, I had his cock as deep as I could get it and he started to shot also. He caught me off guard and most of his load went straight down my throat. He did shot a big load, so I did get to taste him. As I was pulling of his cock, he was cleaning the last drops of my dick. To be continued
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I'm sorry in advance I'm a terrible writer. This post is also more of a question than a story as well. A friend took me to my first sex party, and it was as amazing as I figured it would be. Everyone was hot save for this one creepy guy who got in early. Barely anyone using condoms, only really hot guys allowed in, the whole nine yards. So I just finished breeding the DJ. He was super cute and took cock like a champ in between queing songs. I was actually complaining to him that I was so close to cumming but the guy I was topping before (super cute asian kid) came and wouldn't let me continue to fuck him, which hey I've been there I made him cum really hard I'm not surprised. More annoying was a ton of the other people bottoming were insisting on condoms and that if I came i wanted to cum inside a guy. Right away he jumped "give me 30 seconds to set some songs" and 30 seconds later he was bent over doggy begging for me load. So anyway I go to find my friend and I pass this guy who looks very familiar. Like familiar in the "ive been jerking off my cock to you since I was in ninth grade" kinda way. Well I guess that leads me to my question - Does Christian from Treasure Island Media, aka one of the hottest raw bottoms ever, live in NYC these days? Because this guy with a heart tattoo with the center kinda missing made out with me in the maize and sucked my cock a bit and then was sad I had just cum because he wanted me to breed him. I can't seem to find any clear photos of his stomach with the quick google search I did. I'm pretty sure it was him, and I'm kinda bummed I blew it. Of course the DJ had an amazing ass too so the night wasn't a total waste. I also managed to get bred by one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen by this really cute tall guy with black hair, I'm regretting not asking for his number so he could breed me more. Plus he had a cute ass that probably doesn't get a lot of attention.... Well anyway, I'm about to go do a little research and jerk off to the christian's 24 cocks in 24 hours movie. Any information anyone knows on if I'm crazy or what happened was possible would be greatly appreciated. I'm pretty sure it was him though. -
I believe I might be having too much fun with this webforum... Another erotic story about me getting infected with genital herpes from a random guy's coldsore. It's kind of the sequel to this story: https://breeding.zone/topic/35567-the-oral-doctor-herpes-fantasy/#entry394128 Not enough people commented on that one either so please do when you get the chance! same with this one be specific too. It turns me on so much reading your feedback on all this... seriously... Once again the narrator/main character is based off of me. Sorry if there some grammer errors. I was excited to post this but seriously, please reply and share your input I always had a very nasty mind when it came to sex but I always tried to keep it to myself most of the time. One strange fetish I had was with coldsores/herpes. For some odd reason, I found it very erotic of the thought of a man with a coldsore to go down on me and suck me off and infect me with a stinging virus. I posting on webforums about it all the time looking for guys to share the fantasy with. I even went as far as writing an erotic story about a doctor infecting me with herpes and posted it on a webforum site called breedingzone. Pretty twisted right? I never had a coldsore in my life. I knew it would be very possible for me to get infected if I really found some guy to go through with the fantasy. I was 100% sure when I tested negative for hsv1 through a bloodtest. It made me want it even more... I read online that 85% of adults have the virus anyway. Strange that i was one of the uninfected, at least at that time was. It remained a fantasy until I met him… I was 18 years old at the time. tall, slim, brunette, tan, and handsome looking. It was my first day at my cheap ass community college. At 8am I arrived at my first class. I walked inside the room and chose the first front seat I saw. After I sat down I sensed a ‘presence’ nearby… I turned my head to the left and was somewhat startled by a man sitting next to me who I didn’t notice at first. This is EXACTLY what he looks like, except 10-15 years older (early/mid 40s) For a brief moment I stared into his pale blue/gray soul-piercing eyes. I saw that he was tall and skinny like I was with a chiseled face, except he was older than I was. I then noticed a white health mask on his face covering up his lips/mouth. He spoke in a deep, slow, and somewhat lustful voice, “Hello, my name is Tatum. What’s your name?” “Umm, my name is Josh… Nice to meet you…” I replied somewhat nervously. “Very nice to meet you too,” he replied in the slow, deep, alluring voice. Our instructor finally arrived and class went on for an hour and half, BUT the whole entire time, I felt myself being watched by Tatum and his blue wide-open soul piercing eyes. I was definitely sensing a lustful look full of desire from him, but I thought it was just my imagination… or was it? I still thought it was a bit strange that he was wearing a health mask though, but I really didn’t give it much though. After class was over, I left and went home. After a few minutes of being at home, I noticed I forgot something… My iphone. I got kinda freaked out for a moment when I realized I left it in the class room. I wondered who would have found it.. an instructor? one of my fellow students? I got even more anxious about what I had on it… My cock selfies, or even worse, the pictures of guys with coldsores on their lips which i downloaded of google images and jerked off to very often (told you I was a freak) BUT I did not want anyone in my real life to find that out. I quickly got back into my parent's car and drove back to campus. As I walked inside the building, I noticed a man standing in the entrance hall, leaning against the wall, staring at me with his soul-piercing eyes. Yes… It was Tatum… He still had on the white health mask covering up his mouth and lips. But this time, something was different about him. His eyes were wide open and his scalera had a slight red/pink tint. He was staring dead straight into my eyes. This tune then started playing in my head as I was in his presence: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oxx5iLtXAH4 I stood there frozen for a second. Staring back at his haunting but erotic glare. He then walked over to me and held out his hand. In his hand was my iphone… a sudden chill streamed down my spine. “Hello,” he talked in a thick deep slow moist and sensual voice, “You left this…” I noticed that Tatum was breathing very hard. I also saw saliva/drool trickling down his chin from under his health mask. He was breathing hard and quivering, as if he was trying to hold back an intense urge. I gently pulled my iphone out of his hand. “Thanks,” I told him. He let out a moist long breath, “Anytime…. nastymind...:” he replied. Without much thought, I just casually walked away. I definitely felt a lust feeling cumming from him. I felt his eyes watching from behind as I walked out of the building and back to the parking lot. I knew he definitely wanted me or was it just my crazy and twisted mind convincing me that?… As I was driving home, a wave of anxiety struck me. I remembered what he said ‘nastymind’. It turns out that that is actually my username on the breedingzone webforum. I worried about what he saw on my iphone. Did he see my cock pics? did he see the coldsore pics i downloaded? did he read my twisted fantasy story about the imaginary doctor sucking me off with coldsores and giving me genital herpes? I took a deep breath and worried. It was bad enough that someone I knew in real life will know I’m a total freak. I then remember that he didn't seem very disgusted at all when i last saw him. I would later find out that he definitely wasn’t… That's it for the first part! I definitely think I'm the most twisted/f*cked up minded guy on this site lol PLEASEEE tell me what you think of it
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I sat at the bar with my girlfriend, Lucy, sipping an IPA. Behind us, an indie rock band thrashed out the last song of its set while the crowd cheered drunkenly. Lucy leaned back against the wooden counter watching them, swirling the half-melted dregs of her whiskey. In the dim light of the bar, her pale skin glowed milky white. Her long red hair was twisted back in a messy bun, and several strands hung in her face. She flicked them back absently before glancing at me, a smile curling her lips. “Quit staring at me,” she shouted over the music. “I can’t help it,” I shouted back. “You’re the most beautiful girl in here.” She punched me lightly on the shoulder, her freckled cheeks flushing pink, before turning back to the band. The song ended in a clatter of drums and bass, and applause filled the small space as the band took a bow, then headed off stage. “Well, aren’t you just a pretty little thing.” I turned to see a large, muscular man bending over my girlfriend, tucking a strand of her red hair behind her ear. Arousal stirred in me at the sight of his bulging biceps, but I shook it away. “Hey,” I said, touching his shoulder. “That’s my girlfriend.” “Look at this,” he said, his gaze swinging between us before he glanced over his shoulder. “Two pretty little things.” Another buff man came to join him, and they stood side by side, surveying me and my girlfriend. “Aren’t you just a sight for sore eyes,” the second man said. A predatory grin curled his lips, and he stuck out his hand. “I’m Mark,” he said, shaking my hand with a firm grip, and nodded at the other guy. “That’s Jack.” “Neal,” I said, “And this is Lucy.” Mark leaned close to me, heat emanating off his muscular body. “Could we buy you two a couple drinks?” I licked my lips, glancing at Lucy. She was gazing up at Jack with something akin to amazement. She caught me looking and, blushing, shrugged. “Sure,” I said. “Why not?” A couple drinks later, they came back to our place, their muscular bulk filling our small apartment like two bulls in a china shop. “You guys have never done this before,” Mark said, leaning against the kitchen counter as I poured four glasses of wine. It wasn’t a question. “No,” I said softly. “I mean, we’ve talked about it, but I didn’t think—we didn’t think anything would ever happen.” He grinned, another predatory smile. “You’ll like it,” he said. “I can tell.” He helped me carry the wine into the living room, where Jack was siting next to Lucy. His arm rested casually over the back of the couch, but his fingers were tracing circles across her upper arm, making her flush. She accepted the glass of wine and drank it quickly. When she set the empty glass on the coffee table, her eyes met mine, questioning. I nodded, and an excited grin curled her lips. “Enough drinks,” Jack said suddenly, standing up. “I’m ready for the main course.” He bent and picked up Lucy, throwing her over his shoulder. She shrieked with laughter, beating her fists on his back as he carried her into the bedroom. “Come on,” Mark said, shooting me a wink. “I want to watch them.” I walked nervously to the bedroom after them, where Jack was peeling off Lucy’s blue dress. She flopped back onto the mattress breathlessly, wearing only her bra and panties. With a growl, he climbed on top of her, kissing his way up her stomach to her throat, then captured her lips with his. I watched them silently, frozen in the doorway, a mixture of envy and arousal flooding through me. Arms wrapped around my waist from behind, and I jumped, turning to face Mark. He cupped my face in his big hands, brushing one thumb over my lips. “Relax,” he said, then dipped his head to kiss me. His lips brushed mine lightly at first, just a whisper of skin on skin, then returned with more force. He kissed me firmly, insistently, his tongue sliding into my mouth as his hands caught the hem of my shirt. Pulling away for a breath, he pulled my button-up shirt over my head, dropping it on the floor behind him, then kissed me again. I had never kissed a man before, and his lips were firmer than I was expecting, less pliant than Lucy’s. At the same time, he was more aggressive, and I felt my cock stiffen as he ran his hands down my bare back, pulling me against him. I wrapped my arms tentatively around him, feeling his muscular back flex through his thin t-shirt, then slid my hands down to his waist. He broke away from me, breathing hard. “Strip,” he commanded. Wordlessly, I kicked off my shoes and, with trembling fingers, unbuttoned my pants, pushing them over my narrow hips with my boxers. At the same time, he peeled off his t-shirt in one swift motion, then dropped his jeans. He wasn’t wearing any underwear, and his long, thick cock sprang free, bobbing between his muscular thighs. I stared at it, my heart pounding, and unconsciously licked my lips. He caught my gaze and laughed. “Get on your knees,” he said, a hungry smile curling his lips. My breath caught in my throat, and before I could second guess myself, I sank to my knees at his feet. His cock pulsed before my face, throbbing and already dripping pre-cum. Biting my lip nervously, I looked at his cock with trepidation. Would that even fit in my mouth? I rose on my knees and kissed it tentatively, my lips brushing the hot skin. Slick pre-cum beaded at the tip, and I licked it off, tasting the sweet, salty evidence of his arousal. Much to my surprise, it tasted good, and I circled my tongue around the swollen head, then ran it down the veined sides. With a low groan, I licked up the throbbing shaft, feeling blood pulsing through the upraised veins, then wrapped my lips around the swollen head and swirled my tongue around it in circles. Opening my mouth wide, I sucked the tip of his thick cock between my lips, caressing the underside with my tongue, then bobbed my head up and down. Only half of the thick shaft disappeared into my mouth before the tip bumped against the back of my throat. I coughed and gripped the bottom half of his cock in one hand, jerking him as I bobbed my head up and down. His hands tangled in my short hair, guiding my movements, and I moaned deep in my throat, sucking on his cock as he groaned with pleasure. As he thrust into my mouth, the head of his cock pushed against the back of my throat. Rising onto my knees, I relaxed my throat, easing his shaft down my esophagus. “Good boy,” he growled. “Just like that.” Holding my breath, I thrust his cock deep into my throat over and over again, making tears stream from my eyes. My hard cock pulsed, pleasure rolling through me as I choked on his cock, and I reached down to stroke my stiff erection. Wrapping my fingers around my throbbing dick, I whimpered around Mark’s cock, feeling a climax fast approaching. With my free hand, I dug my fingers into his thighs, swallowing as much of his length as I could, my throat constricting around his shaft. “You’ve got a real good cocksucker for a boyfriend,” Mark said to Lucy, twisting his fingers in my hair. Jack grunted, and I could hear sloppy, wet sounds coming from his direction. “His girlfriend is pretty fucking talented too.” His words sent another stab of pleasure through me, and I redoubled my efforts, sliding Mark’s cock in and out of my mouth. At the same time, I gripped my dick, jerking it quickly. “Ah fuck, Neal, you’re going to make me cum.” Mark dragged me off his cock and pulled my hair back, forcing me to look up at him. “You having fun, lover boy?” I nodded, licking my lips, my cock aching with desire. “You want me to fuck you?” I looked over at my girlfriend, Jack’s hands buried in her hair as he fucked her mouth with rough strokes. I turned back to Mark, taking in his muscular chest, the stubble on his cheeks, the creases in the corner of his eyes as he studied me with intensity. I nodded again, my mouth dry. A slow, hungry smile curled his lips. He took my hand and helped me to my feet. “Get on the bed,” he said, his eyes gleaming with desire. I obeyed, crossing the room to lay beside my girlfriend as she sucked another man’s cock. Jack pulled his cock out of her mouth with a wet pop, and she moaned softly, her cheeks flushed. Turning her head, she opened her eyes, catching my gaze. A breathless, giddy smile curled her lips, and my heart swelled with affection and desire. At the same time, Mark slid one hand up my leg and spread my thighs, his touch sending fire racing through my veins. My body tight with anticipation and lust, I moaned as his fingers traced a line up my inner thigh, stroking light circles around the sensitive skin of my ball sack, before wrapping his hand around my shaft. Using the pad of his thumb, he smeared a bead of pre-cum over the head of my cock, my arousal slick and wet on his fingers. “Oh god,” I said softly, pleasure spiking through me. Beside us, Jack slid two fingers into Lucy’s dripping pussy, stroking her clit with his thumb. She moaned helplessly, her hips rising to meet his touch, and the sight sent desire spiking through me, making my cock jerk in Mark’s hand. He released my shaft, a taunting smile on his face. His fingers lightly stroked the lines of my hips again, tickling the swell of my testicles, and teased up the sides of my veined shaft. At his touch, my cock pulsed and jumped, desperate for more. “Are you close?” he asked. Although his fingertips were barely grazing my skin, the sensation sent fire through my veins, and I nodded, unable to take my eyes off his muscular body. I just needed him to touch me a tiny bit more to send me over the edge. As if reading my thoughts, he circled the tip of my dick with his fingers, using the pre-cum to slick the surface. It was almost enough—I felt my orgasm swell, balls tightening, muscles spasming—and he jerked his hand away, leaving me trembling on the precipice. “Not yet, lover boy,” he said, smiling cruelly. “I’m going to fuck you first.” Mark grabbed my legs and dragged my hips to the edge of the bed, pushing my knees against my chest. Between my thighs, my neglected cock was hard and throbbing, pre-cum dripping out and onto my stomach. . Without missing a beat, Jack caught both of Lucy’s legs, spreading her legs wide, and exposed her open pussy and the tight, puckered hole of her ass. Standing side by side, he and Mark looked like a wall of pure muscle, and their cocks were both enormous. As I watched, Jack thrust into my girlfriend’s pussy, making her cry out in pleasure, her eyes squeezed shut. Gripping his shaft, Mark lined the swollen, mushroom head of his cock up against my virgin asshole and slid it back and forth, pressing the tip against my hole as I moaned. “You ready for this, handsome?” he taunted playfully. “God, please,” I begged, “I want to feel you inside me.” He pushed forward with slow, steady pressure, the head of his cock pressing against my puckered hole painfully before the tight ring of muscles relaxed, letting him in. I groaned, feeling my sphincter stretched wide, as he slid into my ass inch by inch. “You like that?” he grunted “You like feeling my cock up your ass?” “Fuck,” I whimpered, “it feels so good. I can’t take it.” “You’ll take it,” he promised, and with a final thrust, his hips met mine, his balls resting against my ass. “God,” I moaned, feeling my ass ripple and clench around him. Mark held still, letting me adjust to his girth, before starting to thrust in tiny motions. “Think that’s pretty sexy, don’t you,” Jack asked Lucy, rubbing two fingers over her slippery clit. I turned my head and saw her staring at me, her mouth panting open. “Yeah,” she breathed. “That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” “Good,” he said, pulling out of her wet pussy, “because it’s about to be your turn.” He pressed the huge, mushroom head of his thick cock against her asshole and began pushing. Already well lubed with her slick pussy juices, he slid inside her easily, the long shaft disappearing inch by inch into her petite ass. With two rough fingers, he rubbed her stiff, swollen clit, flicking the nub back and forth. She arched up against him, inadvertently pushing him deeper inside her, and moaned with pleasure. “Oh my god,” she whimpered, her eyes opening wide as she looked at me, “it’s so big. I can’t believe it’s so big and it’s inside my ass.” Reaching across the mattress, I found her hand and squeezed it. She smiled at me, her eyes filled with desire and love, then cried out again. “Oh fuck,” she wailed. “Oh my god, it’s so big!” As she groaned with pleasure, Mark began fucking me faster, his long cock sliding in and out of my ass with piercing strokes, plunging deep inside me with every thrust. I clenched her hand and watched Jack, his face contorting as he fucked my girlfriend’s ass beside me. She moaned, arching her back as he pounded into her, fucking her tight ass. “Yeah,” Jack growled, “you like getting fucked with your boyfriend? You like being a pair of holes for us?” “Oh god, yes,” she moaned, the words garbled as she writhed against him. “You know,” he said casually, “I think I want a piece of your boyfriend’s ass too.” He slid his thick cock out of her ass with a pop, nudging Mark. “Hey, I’ll trade you.” Mark grinned, pulling out of me, and they switched places. Jack spit on my flexing asshole, rubbing the saliva around with two rough fingers, then thrust his cock into my ass, sheathing himself inside me with one swift motion. I arched my back, moaning in pleasure, as he pounded into me, filling my ass with his thick cock meat. Lucy watched with wide eyes, her eyes glazed with lust, as I shuddered around Jack’s cock. Spreading her pale thighs, Mark lined the rounded tip of his massive cock with her tight asshole and pushed inside her. She moaned, arching her back as he filled her, his cock disappearing inch by inch into her ass. Grasping her narrow hips, he spread her rounded cheeks, her asshole stretching obscenely around his dick. “I think I’m gonna breed you,” he growled, flicking her clit with two fingers. “Think I’m gonna fill you up with my seed and breed you. You and your sweet little boyfriend. I want to see your skinny little tummies all fat with our babies.” “What do you think about that, pretty boy?” Jack asked, his fingers digging into my hips as he fucked my ass. “God yes,” I panted, my cock throbbing painfully between my legs. “Where do you want me to cum?” Mark demanded, burying his cock deep inside my girlfriend. “C-cum in my pussy,” Lucy wailed. “Breed me, make me your little slut!” “Ah, fuck,” he grunted. He pulled out of her ass as the first jet of cum sprayed out across her flat belly, then buried his cock deep in her pussy, unloading the rest of his cum inside her, filling her womb with his frothy cream. She screamed in pleasure, bucking against him wildly, her legs shaking as she came hard. At the same time, Jack wrapped his hand around my dick, stroking me firmly as he pounded my ass, sawing his thick dick in and out of me. “Oh fuck,” I whimpered, pleasure peaking in every cell of my body. “Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” My voice rose in a wail as my orgasm crested, making me shudder and arch against Jack’s cock, forcing it deeper into my ass. My clenching muscles brought him right up to the edge and he gripped my hips tightly. “What about you, pretty boy? Where do you want me to cum?” he growled. “Please,” I choked out, still wracked with spasms. “Come inside me. I want to feel your cum filling me up.” Clutching my waist, he buried his cock deep inside me as he stiffened, his sperm pumping into my tight ass. With a groan, he pulled out, and a last jet of cum splashed against my gaping asshole, the thick rope of cream smearing across my tender skin. His huge cock was still half hard, glistening in the light as he flopped beside me, panting for breath. With a shuddering groan, Mark pulled out of Lucy’s pussy with a grunt, wiping his slick cock on her pale ass. Lucy sagged beside me, still trembling uncontrollably, as he collapsed on her other side. Lifting my head, I could see the milky cream of his cum dripping out of her pulsing pussy, and an exhausted smile crossed my face. I looked at my girlfriend, her pale cheeks still flushed with lust, and felt closer to her than ever before. She met my eyes, and, rolling onto her side, gave me a tender kiss. Mark wrapped one arm around her waist, his hand resting on my hip, and Jack took it, their fingers interlacing. I felt Jack roll to spoon me, his muscular warmth pressed against my back, and the four of us drifted to sleep in contented exhaustion.
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Part I My parents had separated when I was young. My dad moved to Gainesville, Florida and took a job as a professor at the local university. I was left living with my mom, and my two younger brothers and two younger sisters. There was always commotion in the house and never a moment of privacy. When I got to my senior year of high school I received a scholarship for swimming to the university my dad worked at. When I told my dad he was extremely happy for me and told me if I didn’t want to live in the dorms I could live with him. I jumped at the chance to live with him and reconnect. I would also have much more privacy. I moved in with my dad that summer and found I was loving my freedom. Dad let me come and go as I please without having to answer to him. School started and I fell into a regular routine of classes, swim practice and swim meets. I knew from a young age that I was attracted to guys but had never acted on it. I loved seeing my teammates in their speedos and in the shower. I would fantasize at night about them and jack off to them. At my first swim meet I came in fourth in the butterfly stroke. I was not pleased with this and decided I needed to practice more. So on Sunday evening I went to the pool to practice more. The pool was open to all. Part of the pool had designated swimming lanes and the rest was for swimming as you pleased. There were several families there with their kids. The swimming lanes were empty. I swam a few laps and was feeling warmed up and ready to practice hard. As I swam to the end of my lane and began to execute my turn, I kid jumped into the pool and landed on my back. My back began to instantly hurt me. The kid apologized and the mother ran over to make sure I was ok. I told her I would be fine. I got out and headed to the hot tub to soak my aching back. When I got home I rubbed down with muscle relaxer and took some pain pills. The next morning my back was still killing me. I went to the coach and explained what had happened. The coach immediately sent me to one of the universities sports doctors. I arrived at the doctor’s office and they took me back to the examination room immediately. Dr. Kirst walked in and introduced himself with a firm handshake. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He was young for a doctor I thought. I stood about six feet tall and looked about 180 or so. He had light brown hair neatly parted at the side and deep green eyes. He told me to disrobe and put on the gown. He left the room for a few minutes and returned. He told me to lay on my stomach so he could look at my back. He began to pressing on different areas and I yelled out in pain when he touched my lower back just about my ass crack. He then asked me to stand up and drop the robe. He began to feel my balls and asked me to cough. I tried not to get hard but my cock began to stiffen at his touch. He asked me to sit back down on the table. He explained that I just had a serious muscle pull in my back and needed to take some pain medication and begin physical therapy. He said I should be back to swimming in two weeks. He handed me the prescription for the pain medication and said he had one other medication that was experimental and wanted to try out. I said that was fine that I just wanted to heal as fast as possible. He reached into his lab coat pocket and pulled out a syringe with a clear liquid in it. He explained that it would be injected into a vein in my arm. He placed a tourniquet around my arm and found a vein. He inserted the needle and pulled back the plunger and blood appeared. He told me I would feel a warm sensation and that I would need to cough. With that, he pushed to liquid into my vein and took the tourniquet off. I began to cough very hard and felt very warm. I felt another sensation as well….I was very horny. The doctor excused himself a minute. When he left I couldn’t help but begin to touch my cock and rub my hands all over my body. I wanted sex and I wanted it now. I slid my finger in my ass and closed my eyes and began to moan quietly “Dr. Kirst please fuck me.” I was so into the sensation that I did not know that Dr. Kirst had reentered the room. Suddenly I heard a voice in my ear that said “I will gladly fuck you Adam.” I was startled at first. The doctor grabbed me and told me this was a normal reaction after taking the experimental drug. He began running his hands over my body and leaned in and kissed me. I had never been with a guy I confessed to him. He said he would teach me all about man on man sex. He told me he did not have much time now since he had other patients to see but he would give me and introductory lesson on man on man sex. He bent my over the table and began playing with my ass. I was extremely turned and began wiggling my ass and moaning softly. He undid his pants and dropped them to the ground. I looked and saw his erect penis. It was a monster. It had to be nine inches and thick. He rubbed it against my ass and said “This is want you want isn’t it Adam?” I mumbled “Yes but it is so big I don’t think I can take it.” Dr. Kirst replied, “Trust me Adam, you can. After all I am the doctor.” With that he reached over to the counter and took a tube of KY and spread it on my ass and on his huge throbbing cock. He slid a finger in and I moaned in ecstasy. He removed his finger and placed the tip of his cock on my warm hole. He leaned over and placed his hand on my mouth and said “here comes my cock stud.” He slid in with all his might. I screamed with pain and pleasure into his hand. “Relax you will love it.” He began sliding in and out of me with greater force and I actually relaxed and got into him fucking me. “Fuck doc, fuck me.” He picked up the pace and whispered in my ear “ready for my hot cum?” “Yes please give it to me!” With that had straighten up and began trusting harder and he pushed in as far as he could. I felt a warm sensation flood my ass and felt his cock pulsating as he shot load after load into my ass. The doctor pulled his pants up and took out his note pad and wrote something on it and handed it to me. He told me that this session was not over and that he still need to explain more about the experimental drug. He told me to get dressed. After I dressed he walked me out and told me to make sure I got my prescriptions filled. Once outside and opened the note. It simple read “8:00 pm 1212 Oakton street”. I was confused but intrigued and still horn as fuck. As I walked home I couldn’t help but get turned on by every hot guy I saw. I wanted them to fuck me too. What was going on?
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Have had 2 hookups with this 'straight' (probably bi) college dude. The first time he came over he thought I would have condoms (I did not) but said his main issue was hygeine so if my ass was clean and showered we could go bare, you know, just this once. The fuck was fast but amazing and a massive load was dropped in me. He texts me about a week later saying he 'needs dat puss' and so comes over. I'm sucking him good and his cock is rock hard, as only a 20 year-old can be, and he tells me to bend over. I hear him ripping open the condom wrapper and I'm disappointed, especially after that amazing load he left last time. I spin around and begin fellating him with a vengeance and he gets wobbly-legged and has to lay down. As he lays there in blow job bliss, I kick the half opened wrapper to the floor and work my way up his torso to those beautiful, caramel nipples. While he's all blissed out and pre-cumming like a mothefucker, I straddle him and start rubbing my hole against his cock - still suckling at those luscious pecs. There is so much pre-cum now I have little difficulty maneuvering him into my hungry hole. I hold down his arms and legs so he can't do much except squirm and moan while I pull every power bottom move out of the book: slow stroke, clenching, reverse cowboy, jackhammer, etc. I'm a bigger dude so I can do the 'booty shake' and it was the ass-clap/clench combo that gave that guy the most intense orgasm of his young life. I have rarely had so much cum in my ass from one load. He looked adorable and kind of helpless as he stumbled around the room trying to gather his underwear and things, but having to stop from time to time to just mutter, "oh damn, oh fuck, oh damn...", and absently-mindedly tug his still half-hard cock, like he couldn't quite believe what happened I think I've shown him the truth and the light of the bareback way - he's over here again in about 20 mins and sent this pic saying he couldn't wait to, "nutt dat puss". Damn, I love a 20 year old dick!
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My boyfriend and I scored an invite to this huge New Year’s Eve bash thrown by a gay couple in their late-forties/early-fifties. They had lots of money and used it to get beautiful, athletic college men to come over and get unbelievably drunk and high—guests at these parties are almost always in a fraternity and/or play a varsity sport. We thought we might get invited at some point—he’s in a fraternity and I made varsity swim team my first year—but guys typically did not start getting invited until their junior or senior year. So we were quite surprised when one of his fraternity brothers handed us both invites; we were just as surprised to learn that he was going with his roommate. They were both seniors and unbelievably hot. He was an all-american jock-type—captain of the lacrosse team, honor roll, that type; his roommate was on the wrestling team and had that perfect ass wrestlers get, which he loved to show off at any opportunity. “Congrats, boys. Now you get to play with the men—though I wonder if it might be the other way around.” He grabbed my ass as he said the last part, and gave me a wink as he walked away. The night of the party, we rode in the lacrosse stud’s SUV through the foothills outside Boulder. When we finally reached the house, it did not disappoint. It was this amazing glass structure with views of the front range from almost every room. And the party was unbelievable. Several hundred of the most beautiful college-aged men I’d ever seen were wandering through the house in various states of undress. We were offered drinks—and pills and lines—as soon as we walked in the door. I’ve always been a bit wary of any drug other than alcohol, so I was only drinking. But my bf and his frat brothers were happy to take anything that sounded fun. We lost his frat brothers for a while but eventually found them kissing by the pool wearing nothing but speedos. At first they were just casually making out but it quickly became very intense—and hot—with the roommate blowing the lacrosse team captain for a good fifteen minutes before stopping to say, “Take me home and fuck me, baby.” “How can I deny such a fucking stud?” the lacrosse captain said as he pushed his roommate—though it was probably more accurate to say his boyfriend or at least live-in fuck buddy—back down on his hard cock. He asked if were ready to leave, but it was only half past midnight and we wanted to stay bit longer. “I totally understand guys; let me find the hosts so we can figure this out.” He pulled out of his bud’s mouth and tried to stuff his very big dick into what was now a too small pair of speedos. He was back pretty quickly with the older of the hosts—a muscle-daddy type in his early fifties with dark hair just starting to turn gray and piercing blue eyes. “So you two don’t want to leave? I don’t blame you. I’m not sure anyone else is heading in your direction, but there’s an extra bedroom you can use.” As soon as we agreed to stay in the spare room, the two studs left to go back to the frat. “Apparently, they really wanted to fuck.” I said to the host. To which he responded, “Do you blame them?” which made us both laugh. Something my bf had taken was clearly kicking in—he was having trouble focusing and sweat was just pouring out of him. “Let’s find that room for you—I think he’s going to need somewhere to pass out before too long.” The host and I made small talk as we wandered through the party—he was incredibly charming and a bit flirtatious. He kept dropping hints that he would be happy to fill in for my boyfriend tonight since by this point we had to prop him up. The bedroom that he thought we could use already had guests in it—about a dozen guys watching as three boys were being fucked side by side at the end of the bed. When one of the tops shot their load another guy in the room would immediately take his place. “Looks like this room won’t work, but I can’t say that I’m sorry. This is one of the hottest scenes we’ve had at these parties—it would be wrong to stop it.” We stood in the doorway for a minute or so watching. The host was transfixed by the boy getting fucked in the center, who looked very young—almost too young. And he was getting fucked harder than the other two boys by a bigger dick—all the while begging for more. “How can he be asking for more and harder?” I asked quite incredulously. The host turned from the doorway stating simply, “Because he’s unfathomably high on t and g right now.” “That was our only unoccupied guest bedroom. We could see if anyone was willing to drive you down to Boulder, though I don’t think anyone that is still here would be sober enough to drive for some time. It might be possible to call a cab, but probably not on New Year’s Eve. Hmm… Well, we do have a couple of twin beds in our master bedroom that are not being used at the moment, though you may find it strange to sleep in them.” I must have had a very confused look on my face because he quickly explained they were for their two houseboys to store their clothing and supplies as well as to use as a place to sleep when for whatever reason they did not sleep in the big bed with the two of them. The host led us to a very nondescript door that turned out to be an elevator that would only activate with a 10 digit code. When the elevator doors opened we stepped into a very large, open space that almost had a warehouse feel to it. Except that instead of concrete walls it was all glass—somehow making it feel like the space was floating and that we were completely exposed to the world around us. The only actual walls on the entire floor were in the center near where the elevator opened up. As we walked around the space, it became clear that it had been designed for them as a space to live and work while also serving as one big sex playroom. We stopped by a fully stocked bar so he could get us drinks—but the whole area around the bar looked and felt like a sleazy leather bar. There was an area with slings and another with a couch facing a huge tv screen. Their bed was along one of the walls and was enormous—you could have easily fit six people in it. Somehow on each side of the elaborate bed frame there was a semi-private alcove with a twin mattress and shelves filled with clothing and supplies for fucking and playing—lubes, gear, underwear, clothing, dildos, and many things that I could not even imagine how one would be able to use during sex. “Ah, I told you it might be strange. Some of the more unusual toys and gears are on the other side, so let’s take your boyfriend there to sleep off whatever he took. And my husband loves frat boys so a naked one passed out in his bed is a nice way to start off the year.” He gave me a quick wink and threw my boyfriend over his shoulders in a fireman’s carry, which kind of turned me on. I followed him to the other side where the shelves were covered in leather and rubber gear, ropes and other restraints, and a bunch of other very specific looking equipment. “A lot of this is for piss play,” the host mentioned with an odd smile as he quickly stripped everything off my boyfriend and laid him ass up on the small bed in the space. “Very hot ass—you have excellent taste, boy.” I was a bit startled—but also turned on—when he called me “boy,” but I didn’t have much time to think about it before he was leading me back to other side of the bed. I was starting to feel really tired and had to fight to keep my eyes open. “I think I’m ready to get some sleep, if that’s okay.” I said before drifting off. When I woke up a few hours later, it was to the feeling of being fucked slowly and deeply by a very thick cock—stretching my hole to its limits. I had no idea who was fucking me and didn’t really remember where I was, so I started to look around a bit to see if I recognized anything. “Ah, my hot little boy is finally awake. Daddy’s been waiting for you—I think I gave you a bit too much g. You’ve been out for a few hours, but I couldn’t resist your ass.” It all came rushing back to me—the New Year’s Party at the two older guys house. Somehow I ended up in bed with one of them—but where was my boyfriend? I realized I could see everything because of mirrors on the ceiling and in the headboard, so I finally saw that it was the same muscle daddy from earlier who was fucking me now. I could see his partner having some fun on the other side of the bed, but wasn’t able to really concentrate on him or anything else because my ass was suddenly being pounded much harder and faster. It was starting to be too much when he went back to his long, slow strokes and whispered in my ear, “You have an amazing ass, boy—one that daddy needs to spend some time getting to know. I loved sliding inside you while you were passed out. I can’t wait to do it again and again and again.” He started to really pound me as he talked about knocking me out and fucking me over and over, causing me to start moaning and panting. And then he stopped just as abruptly as he started and pulled completely out of me. “I think it’s time we got you really fucked up, boy…”
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(the picture at the bottom is the actual guy from this story!!!) INTENSE INTENSIVE PART I: INTRO TO PROPER DICTION 101 The height of the building in front of me was almost as intimidating as the prospect of actually going inside and living in it for the next year, but I knew eventually I would have to pick my jaw up off the pavement, stop staring up at my new dorm like a tourist, and make my way inside. It wasn’t as if I’d never seen a skyscraper before. Being from Denver I’d spent my life in a major metropolis, so I was hardly some country hick. Still the 30-some story building near the Brooklyn shore was almost twice as tall as any place in the small town where I’d been going to college, and the people in this dorm would be a lot more interesting than anyone you might meet at a state school in Colorado. Gripping my bag firmly in my right hand, and my admissions folder in my left, I took a deep breath and shouldered my way through the crowd of teens and 20-somethings until I had worked a path into the lobby and made it up to the sign in desk. Handing my folder to the disinterested man behind it, I looked around at the place I’d be living for the next year. HUGE was the only word I could think once I’d taken in the expansive marble floor leading past the desk another 50 feet, before opening onto a set of doors that led to either a computer lab, an industrial size kitchen and a set of elevators. Behind me was the entrance, some pay phones, a bulletin board and a set of stairs that disappear down a short hallway with some doors off of it. Probably building management offices, but I didn’t want to ask and seem like an idiot on my first day. “Well?” The desk clerk asked, obviously waiting for an answer to some question I hadn’t heard. I looked at him without a clue. “I said, how old are you and what group were you put into?” That was my chance to look at him like he was an idiot, but this was before I was used to the NY attitude, so I simply smiled and pointed to the next page in the folder I’d handed him and waited for him to turn it over and realize he had the answers in his hand. Something on the paper in front of him made his eyes bug a little, and his posture improve greatly, not to mention his attitude. “Sorry man,” He said, standing and motioning for another lackey to take over at the desk. “I didn’t think any of the advanced class was arriving until tomorrow. I’ve been dealing with snotty high school brats all week and I’m ready to fucking snap.” ‘Advanced class?’ I wondered while he picked up my luggage, and walked me to the bank of elevators. I had no idea what he was referring to, but I wasn’t going to object when he moved us in front of a line of 20 or 25 fellow students waiting for an elevator, and answered their complaints by shouting out “Sorry newbies, he’s a JMS talent winner.” This somehow not only silenced their groans and shouts but caused them all to push forward to try and see me as the elevator doors shut. “What did you call me?” I asked as he pushed the button for the 34th floor and we began to rise. “Don’t be a dick,” He responded, leaning against the railing, which caused his tight polo to ride up and reveal his tight abs and elastic waistband of his briefs above his sagging jeans. “You know each of those kids is dying to meet one of the four peeps who won a Janice M. Sysco Talent Scholarship. You must be hot shit since you beat out all the other auditioners for one of those slots.” “All the other…”My voice trailed of as I wondered what he meant. I had decided to audition on a whim this past spring when one of my acting professors told me there would be some people in town from a film school in New York. Mostly I just wanted to attend their master classes and see if I could get in, so I was pleasantly surprised when one of the people behind the table in the auditions told me she wanted me to attend a year-long film intensive and could offer me a talent scholarship. I figured the scholarship was offered to any student old enough to meet the pre-reguisite requirements, and would probably be a pittance until I received my admissions letter explaining that, should I decide to attend, I’d have my entire tuition and housing completely covered with a weekly stipend for food and transportation. Up until that offer came through I assumed I’d have to turn it down, since I could barely afford to put myself through state school, even with academic and talent scholarships. Once I realized it would actually save me a ton of cash to go, I couldn’t say no. No one ever told me this was a special scholarship, or how rare and coveted one was. “…rumor that your rooming with the other guy who got one.” My mind snapped back to the present as the elevator door opened and I realized my companion had continued talking while I spaced out. “The two girls who won it are just down the hall from you, but only one of them is in your group. The other one is only 15 or 16 from what I hear, and she’s starting at the bottom. Here we are.” Opening the door with a key from his pocket, he walked inside and held it open for me. Once I passed the threshold I took a look at the room. Not too shabby, it had a big square closet right by the door, and directly across from that was the entrance to a bathroom with one small sink, a full bathtub, a toilet and some towel rods. The room itself was long and rectangular, with two full size beds and two windows, one with the shade pulled down and the other looking out on a blank brick wall and the roof of another wing of the building. This was the window with the air conditioning unit in it, and it was directly over the radiant heater. “Want some advice?” the desk guy said as I tossed my bag onto the bed by the shade covered window. I nodded the affirmative. “Take the bed by the ac and heater. It’s the only way you won’t cook at night till September and won’t freeze after that. Trust me the novelty of the view wears off when you are miserably hot or cold.” “What view?” I laughed, moving my stuff to the other bed and looking over the small desk and chest of drawers opposite them. “This one.” With that my tour guide tugged at the ring at the bottom of the shade and it snapped up onto its roll, revealing a spectacular sight. Walking over to him, I heard myself say ‘wow’ as I took in the view starting at downtown Manhattan and working across the island and two bridges. “That is an amazing view,” I said unable to look away. “It’s better from back here,” the deskman added. Turning to see what he meant I realized he was sitting on the desk on the far wall checking me out. He smiled and squeezed the bulge in his jeans as he added “unless you don’t go for that.” “I can appreciate the sights,” feigning confidence, I walked towards him while I said it. He hoped off the desk and met me by the foot of the bed and we began kissing and undressing each other. In no time he was deep throating my 8 inch cock while I fingered his ass. He was pretty hot, and took my cock up his ass like a champ when I proceeded to ream him against the chest of drawers that would eventually become my roommates. He asked if I had a rubber before I shoved it in and I just laughed and went balls deep. Having just turned 21 a week before, and attending college where I did, I’d only fucked around with a handful of guys before this, but I decided when I got accepted that if I was going to school in NY, then I was going to use the year in the big apple to discover if I was really a homo or bi or just a sexually confused str8 boy who could go back in 11 and a half months and finally settle down with my girlfriend of 3 years. As I shot load after load of cum all over this college boy’s ass, I already knew I wouldn’t be going back to pussy again, but I wasn’t ready to admit that just yet. PART II: SOCIOLOGY AND HUMAN INTERACTION 201 The next few days went by fast, with a half-dozen different orientation seminars scheduled and almost no time between sessions for anything but a granola bar or piss in the disgusting bathroom across from the ballrooms on the third floor where we were meeting. By the third morning I wondered if I was never getting a roommate, but alas it wasn’t so. Returning from the morning session to shower before heading back for the afternoon, I found a giant dufflebag strewn across the other bed in the room, some books spilling from a backpack on the second desk and the door to the bathroom was locked while the shower ran. My mysterious roomie must have arrived shortly before my appearance here in the room, and since I had little time before I needed to head back, I wasn’t able to snoop as much as I’d have liked. Instead I made sure all my valuables (aka a 3000 year old laptop and some bi porn dvds) were hidden in my dresser and locked the door behind me. On the third floor, I walked over to the desk clerk, (who I now knew as Rick after another fuck session in the stairwell the night before), and asked him what the next session was. Whether or not he could tell how excited I was when he told me we were finally being put into our leveled class groups, I don’t know. I can tell you he seemed a little jealous when they began the separation with an announcement for everyone in the level 1 intensive class (my group) to go ahead and head into the smallest ballroom and for everyone else to head into the biggest and await instructions. As the first person in the tiny room, I had a moment of awe at finding only 14 chairs in the room, all set in a small semi-circle facing one chair with a stack of papers on it and a silk cape tossed over the back. I made no effort to disguise the fact I was reading the papers when a well-dressed woman came in a back door and strode confidently to the seat. Normally, I’d have made some lame attempt to pretend that I wasn’t looking at them or sat down with a shy smile, but I was catching on with how things worked around here. “Hi, I’m Peter Hayward,” I thrust my hand out and shook hers with ease, making eye contact and smiling. We continued chatting as the other group members made their way in and took seats in the circle. “I know who you are Peter,” she said with a smile in her voice. “The question is do you know who I am.” “You’re…you were the woman who offered me the scholarship when I auditioned last spring.” My stomach was in knots at the realization, but I wasn’t going to wimp out now. “So that makes you Mrs. Sysco I presume.” “You presume perfectly,” She responded and motioned for me to take one of the two empty seats. “but my chosen 4 get to call me Janice.” She turned from me to the rest of the class and kept going as if they couldn’t hear what she’d just said to me. “Welcome to the Level 1 intensive class. For those of you who don’t know who I am, now is your last chance to learn.” She sat in her chair with ease and command, and only paused as the door flew open and the last member of the group came in. Everyone gave the tall boyish lanky guy a glare that would roast weenies as he apologetically made his way to the chair slightly behind mine. “As I was saying, I am Janice M. Sysco, but you may refer to me as Ms Sysco. Some of you know me from the auditions, others from my reputation, and a few from the rare opportunity you may have had to have me direct you at the master classes.” Suddenly I realized I had been one of two kids from my school who’d volunteered to have my monologue reworked during the master class that spring. The girl from my scene study group had her monologue reworked for 20 minutes before she broke down and began to cry. She was seated only four seats away from me now and looked terrified. I, on the other hand, had allowed her and her colleagues to rip me down to the studs and rebuild my performance from the ground up, and an hour later I still only responded with “Thank you” and “Certainly” when they’d attack a choice I’d made or belittle something in my performance. Janice went on to explain that almost all of us had been rudely and viciously degraded during our auditions, and the two of us who’d handled ourselves like pros were the two college age recipients of her personal talent scholarship. She directed the two of us to stand, and I looked over as I rose to see standing a gorgeous blonde almost as tall as I am with a hot rack and fantastic butt. We shared a smile and a nod of both mutual respect and awareness that each was the other’s biggest threat. “I also give two scholarships to high school students who perform exceptionally well at their audition, but sadly I am unable to be as ruthless with them since their parents often attend,” She continued and pointed for us to be seated. “Still each of these students shows such amazing potential they also receive my scholarship, and for the first time in many years, I decided to allow the male of the high school winners to be in the top level class. Please stand up Jeffrey.” The guy who arrived late stood up slowly and with some awkwardness. Turning to check out my other competition I was both relieved and turned on. Relieved because the look on his face told me that he was likely to run screaming home to Florida (where I’d discover he was from) or go completely catatonic at any moment. On the flip side, I was hard as a rock looking up and down the fit, tall frame of the most strikingly handsome young man I’d ever seen. He was skinnier than I’d normally get into, but his wide shoulders, chiseled jaw, cut cheek bones, wild golden hair and sharp blue eyes were enough to almost make me sweat. When he realized how frightened he looked, he laughed a little and relaxed, showing a smile that could soften steel. I had a hard time focusing on the rest of Janice’s introduction and the tapes of each of our auditions while I pondered if the hottie sitting just inches from me was also my new roommate. His hair looked damp, but so did many of the group, since it was august in New York and the ac wasn’t working In the hall outside the ballroom. When we packed up to leave I tried desperately to see what the room number on his folder said, but I was stopped by the girl who’d won the other college scholarship. “So you must be Peter,” she said, forcing her hand into mine and leaning just close enough for her tits to brush my pecs. “I’m Jenna Marks, from Dallas. Former Miss Teen Texas and graddaughter of –“ a very well known Hollywood director. “So are we gonna be friends or competition, cause you’re too cute to be my enemy. At least too cute for a Colorado boy.” “I’m always up for new friends, and you’re too cute not to be my friend,” I smiled and shook her hand tightly. “Even if you weren’t cute enough to go all the way to becoming Miss Teen USA.” Her jaw dropped and I thought she might slap me, until she began laughing and linked an arm in mine. From then on we were best buds according to her, and eventually me. We chatted all the way up to my dorm room and I was very pleasantly surprised when I came in to find the high school hottie laying on the other bed, with a new laptop open and earbuds in his ears. He hopped up to introduce himself and after some quick hellos, he dashed out the door with his computer to ‘meet some friends from school.’ Within an hour Jenna and I had discussed everything from her famous family to my total ignorance of what I had won to who we’d already screwed. She correctly guessed I’d screwed the desk boy Rick, and when I asked her how, she just shrugged. “One thing I can recognize is a homo with a heart-o-gold,” she said kicking off her high heels and pawing through Jeffrey’s stuff. “Meet enough closeted movie stars and you’ll be able to do the same.” Jenna stopped pawing through the bag when a knock came at the door and one of our classmates asked if we wanted to go with the whole group to get dinner. Unable to think of a reason why not, we joined the entire level 1 group, minus my roommate who nobody could find. After a good meal with everyone, and a few bottles of wine, we became fast friends and ended the night with a game of strip poker in somebody’s room. I left before I lost my briefs, but decided not to put on anything before making my way down the hall to the elevator. As I passed a door, I saw my roommate sitting on the floor next to a hot high school girl, who was all cuddled up to him and listening as he explained how he was ‘in over his head’ and ‘might just go home.’ I snuck to the elevator and got in, hoping I’d get a chance to see Jeff naked before he left. Back in the room, I took the opportunity to finish the snooping job Jenna had started and fingered through his bag and drawers. Mostly there was nothing to find, until I saw something sticking out from under his bed. There was his laptop and a small zip up toiletry case. I pushed the computer to the side and unzipped the bag. Nothing but the usual shaving kit, contact solution and a spare set of glasses. On the outside zipper I felt a bulge, and after pulling it back I got instantly hard when I pulled out a green silk pair of thong type underwear. Peering in further, I found some crudely printed photos of Jeff in the underwear, posing and flexing in front of a mirror. He had almost no muscle mass to flex, but his arms and butt were hot and the size of his cock in the posing strap was impressive. Hearing someone walking down the hall, I shoved the stuff back in the case, zipped it up and shoved it beneath the bed. The bedding was just being readjusted back to cover the pile when a knock came at the door. Answering, I was pleasantly surprised to see Rick and another hot young guy standing there in nothing but pajama bottoms. “Sorry sir,” Rick said rather seriously. “My colleague and I got a complaint that someone on your floor was wandering the dorm in only their underwear and possibly concealing a weapon.” “What weapon?” I said ushering them inside. “This one.” The hot muscle jock said, squeezing my bulge as he walked past. “Might need to do a strip search.” I let him continue to feel up my dick as he and Rick slid their pajama pants to the floor and we made our way to the bed. Asking if I liked to party, I assumed they meant alcohol and nodded yes while we all made out. Rick produced a small cloth bag from the pants pocket of his pajama bottoms and took out a glass pipe and a bag of crystal from it. Going to school in a small town means you have three means of entertainment: drinking, vandalism, and drugs. I’d never personally smoked meth, but I’d seen it done a few times so I knew what this was. Nervous, I made some excuse about my roommate being back any minute and said we shouldn’t do it. Muscle boy just smiled and took the doorstop and shoved it under the edge of the door to the hall. This way no one could get in without us moving it. Out of ideas, I watched as first Rick, then his friend took hits, and after trying to beg off, I gave in as muscle boy shotgunned a huge hit into my mouth. Flight and fireworks were all I felt as we smoked, slowly transforming to passion and impatience. By the time we smoked a big bowl, I had Rick bent over the desk and went to breeding his ass while muscle boy fed him his cock, before they switched places. Hours later the sun was coming up and I was coming up…muscle boy’s tight ass. It was my third load for the night and my first for muscle boy. We all got dressed and agreed to meet later that day for a late Sunday lunch and I let them out, just as Jeff came around the corner and came face to face with my two fuck buddies. I blushed when he followed them down the hall with his eyes and I realized he could see my cum leaking into the butt of their pajama pants. He didn’t say anything when I moved aside to let him in, and we made small talk while he stepped into the large closet to get changed into a new set of clothing. Finally he came around the corner and I asked him if one of us needed to switch rooms. “No way Peter,” Jeff said, almost too quickly. “I missed all the orientation and already seem to be on Janice’s bad side. I am gonna need your help to figure out which subways to take into the city to get to our classes, which rooms we’ll be in, which teachers teach which subjects, all that shit! Who you do…stuff with is no business of mine.” “Thanks Jeff,” I replied, laughing at him calling fucking ‘stuff.’ “Looks like you were doing some stuff with that blonde hottie from your high school last night too.” He asked how I knew about his blonde buddy and I told him what I’d seen the night before, but he said they’d been dating on and off for awhile and she wouldn’t take it any further. I figured the pictures must have been for her and maybe he’d only accepted the scholarship her to be near her, but decided instead to ignore it at just chat about what he’d need to know for class. PART III: THE DANGERS OF DRUG USE 301 For a few months after that first week, life was pretty simple. Weekdays began with a 6:42 ride into manhattan by Subway, followed by 10 hours of soul-crushing classes split up by a 23 minute lunch hour and then a 5:33 ride back to the dorm in Brooklyn where our class would meet for dinner at the shitty pub down the street, go over classwork while we ate, then retire to the dorm for 4 or 5 hours of homework, and then a short workout at the gym on the 12th floor, and bed by 11 or 12. Jeff was there for everything but the workout, choosing instead to get up at the butt crack of dawn and work out before going to class. A few nights when I got back from the gym early I’d caught Jeff jerking but he was always under his covers with the lights off watching something on his laptop, so I never had a chance to see his cock or what he was jerking to. Weekends were the only time we could let off steam, and it usually involved Jenna and I getting a group of our friends from the class or maybe some of the hot guys I’d been screwing or one of the hottER guys she’d been screwing to go with us to dinner and a club Friday night. We never got back to the dorm before dawn, and often ended up going home with some strange from the club. I scored about as often as Jenna, but very rarely did I get as hot of guys. I did snag a few hotties she was done with though, getting to suck off the hottest model ever born on the subway back to Brooklyn after Jenna broke it off with him before hopping in a cab with a tall black dude, and taking an ass fucking from a gorgeous, muscle bound bouncer from one of the clubs after he found Jenna sucking off his boss in the backroom in exchange for some blow. Saturdays were more in flux, depending on if Rick or his muscly friend (Alan) had their room to themselves. If one of us got a room alone, the other two were invited up and we’d get high as fuck and then fuck all day and night, sometimes not even stopping before we had to shower and go to class. Those were some rough Mondays. We tried to hook up a few times in my room over the first two months, but Jeff would always ‘happen’ to come back before anything could start. If it wasn’t for the doorstop under the door, we’d have been caught smoking and fucking a lot! Finally around October Jeff told me we was spending Saturday with the girl downstairs and I was able to invite Rick to my room (Alan was out of town). In honor of the occasion, Rick brought some extra goodies including some extacy and ghb for us to take later. We’d just finished a bowl and I was about to shove my cock into Rick’s ass when we heard a key in the lock. Realizing none of us had blocked the door, we threw a towel over the drugs and covered our junk as Jeff walked in. “Sorry guys!” Jeff said, obviously checking out what we were doing before remembering what was going on when he heard a female voice call out ‘get back here asshole!’ Slamming the door and locking the deadbolt, he ducked down so he wouldn’t block the light from the peephole as someone started banging on the door. “Get out here chicken shit!” The girl continued. “I know you’re in there Jeffrey! Get your ass out here and face me you mother fucker! I worked my ass off to get into this program to be here with you! I waited almost a year for you to make a move and fuck me, and the night, the FUCKING NIGHT you say we finally get to fuck, you break up with me?!!?!? Come out here and face me like a man you pussy!” Jeff looked mortified, and I was tired of this bitch reaming my friend so I motioned for Jeff to go hide behind my bed and made my way, naked, to the door. “What the fuck do you want?” I yelled in my most intimidating voice, as I opened the door. My fierce tone caused a lot of cracked-open doors to slam shut. “I don’t know who the fuck you think is in here, but Jeff hasn’t been here all day and all you’re doing is interrupting an ass fucking session.” Her face froze in terror as Rick pulled back the door to reveal his own nude body. “Now unless you want to get fucked in the ass too, go yell somewhere else, got it?!?!” and with that I slammed the door in her face and watched through the peephole as she slunk back down the hall and began looking for Jeff again. We all shared a laugh as Rick and I pulled on our briefs, and after some apologies from both sides about embarrassing situations, Jeff asked if we wouldn’t mind him hanging with him that night. My hard on objected but our friendship won out, so Rick and I took showers, called Jenna and met some of our friends at a club in midtown. Three hours later, Rick and I had slipped into the bathroom twice to smoke and fuck and wanted to leave, so we started to look for jeff. We found him in a booth with a black man who easily had 3 or 4 inches on Jeff’s 6’4” frame, with the black man running a hand up and down Jeff’s thigh while he massaged Jeff’s shoulder with the other hand. When we approached and asked Jeff how he was doing, the black man tried telling us to move on, the ‘bitch’ was his. Rick told the man that the ‘bitch’ was in high school and the son of a cop (a lie) and the black guy hightailed it towards the exit. Without the black guy up against him, we realized Jeff could barely stay upright. The black dude must have rufied Jeff’s coke, because it took Rick, Jenna and I to get jeff up and out onto the street. The fresh air helped a lot, but our whole group took turns with an arm under him, walking the 16 blocks to the subway. By the time we got back to the dorm, Rick and I agreed to take Jeff back to the room. Minutes later Jeff was passed out in his bed and Rick and I decided he was out enough for us to play. With only the light from my ancient laptop playing a porn dvd, I was balls deep in Rick’s ass, while we passed the pipe back and forth. Pretty soon I was getting close and Rick started to jerk to join me. His elbow knocked the edge of the laptop and it turned just enough to cast some light over to Jeff’s bed. At Jeff’s waist level, the covers were tented and I would guess by the look of it, he was jerking off as fast as his drugged lil mind could go. It was too dark to see if he was looking at Rick and I so I reached down and retrieved my phone from next to me, and, as inconspicuously as possible, turned on the night vision camera and turned it toward Jeff. From the angle I was at, I couldn’t see what it was recording, but it hardly mattered as I began to breed Rick and he shot all over the floor. Rick collapsed in my bed and I excused myself to the bathroom. Once the light was on and the door was closed, I checked my videos and was disappointed to see I didn’t get a good angle on Jeff’s face. About a minute into the video it finally caught him just as I came, and sure enough Jeff was looking right at us as he jerked his cock. Returning to the bedroom, both Jeff and rick were passed out in the respective beds so I joined rick and wondered what that meant as I too drifted off/ PART IV: HISTORY OF ESPIONAGE 401 Over the next few weeks Jeff was always around. He never wanted to leave my side except for our separate gym schedules. It got to where I hadn’t met with Rick or Alan or anyone of my fuckbuds for almost a month and finally I decided enough was enough. I was going to tell Jeff I was spending the weekend out of town and find some strange. Friday morning I was awake early, pondering how and when to inform Jeff of my plans, when Jeff’s alarm went off and he got up to head to the gym. Before he went, he turned on his computer and checked his email, as he often did, then stepped into the closet and got change into his gym clothes. When he returned from the closet, he forgot to close his laptop on his desk and left for the gym. Curious about what he was always checking on his laptop, I crawled out of bed, went to the door, put the doorstop under it and went to the computer As it turned out the password wasn’t required if he didn’t close it, so one swipe across the thumbpad and the screen came up. There on his internet browser was his email. I almost closed It before remembering that it might give away what I was doing. Instead I started reading the subjects of some of the emails and was amazed when they seemed to be a correspondence between Jeff and an older woman telling each other to do sexual stuff. I read further and further back until the woman asked Jeff to send her photos. At first there were just shirtless pics, but then some of the posing strap shots came up and finally on shot with Jeff nude. He was soft in the photo, but his cock was thick, hung low and cut. He barely had any pubic hair and that was the only other than his pits and head I could see. I whipped out my cock and stroked. Jeff asked for pics in response and I almost skipped them but decided I wanted to see what he liked. The first pic loaded and I almost came right then. The emails weren’t from a woman, they were from a man. A hot, toned man with a large dick who seemed to be wearing the same posing strap as Jeff. Reading on I discovered Jeff had been given the undies by the man, who was actually the wrestling coach at Jeff’s school. From what I could tell, Jeff and the man hadn’t done anything…yet, despite the coach obviously wanting to. Opening Jeff’s other programs I came upon a video player and opened the last file. It was a video of the man masturbating on a picture of Jeff’s face. The second video was a video of the man receiving a bj from another guy and then I clicked on the third video. This was a video of me. Me naked. Laying in bed. Jerking off with my finger in my ass. The video was taken from the closet. About a minute into the video the camera panned down and there was Jeff’s hard cock. He was jerking off while watching me jerk off. I clicked another and it was more of the same, only this time I was getting head from Alan while the two of us smoked a bowl. The next video was the coach smoking from a pipe and jerking off. The last video was Jeff in the green silky posing strap, stroking his cock and saying things like “I want to try getting high and having you fuck me like my roommate fucks the guy downstairs” and “I can’t wait to take my first hit of meth and get your bare dick in my virgin hole coach.” As soon as I heard him say that, I shot my load all over my chest, even up onto my chin. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen, until two seconds later when Jeff pulled a small pink vibrator out from under his mattress, sucked on it for a second, then pushed it into his ass and shot his own load all over the place. I rewound the video and shot again watching that part over and over. Remembering where I was I quickly got up, and closed everything on his computer. I left the internet window open but shut the screen so it would go to sleep. As I pulled the door stop from under the door, I heard jeff walking up and fiddling with his keys. I ran as quietly as possible to my bed and almost tossed the covers over me, when a light dawned. Instead I stroked my cock back to hardness and positioned myself like the covers had slid to just below my balls. The door opened just as I closed my eyes and steadied my breathing. Listening for his footsteps I heard Jeff come in and drop his gymbag on the bed. I waited and stayed “asleep” as he quietly inched his way over until he was standing over my sleeping form. Sensing he was close I willed myself not to flinch as I felt his hand brush my semi-hard cock. His fingers ran up my body, through my two cum loads and I heard him scoop up a little and lick it off his finger. My cock involuntarily jumped hearing him moan. I felt his hand wrap around my cock again and start to stroke it. Not able to help myself, I humped his hand and moaned “Jeff.” He jumped away, as I predicted but I stayed ‘asleep’ and took the opportunity to roll to my side and move my arm over my eyes. Squinting from under my arm, I watching him grope his hard cock through his shorts before sliding them down, revealing the fact that he was wearing MY jockstrap! He began stroking his dick in ernest, just as my alarm ruined the moment by going off. Both of us jumped and Jeff dashed into the bathroom and slammed the door. I heard the shower running as I got up and wiped myself off with a pair of his boxers. PART V: ADVANCED CHEMICAL REACTIONS IN THE HUMAN BODY That night I was supposed to go out with Jenna and the crew but I feigned illness and Jeff being Jeff, he told everyone he’d hang out and take care of me. Once they left I told him I had a confession to make. He went white as a ghost, probably assuming I was going to tell him I knew what he’d been up to. Instead I confessed that Rick was supposed to come over later and we were going to get high and fuck around. Jeff didn’t get the hint, so I continued to tell him I didn’t think Rick would be okay with Jeff being there and maybe he should find someplace to be once Rick arrived. Jeff’s shoulders dropped and he said he understood. As he got up to leave, I stopped him. “Look Rick won’t be here until after his desk shift is done, so you can hang till then if you want, the only thing is…” “What?” jeff asked, returning to his seat on his bed. “Well I already got the drugs from Rick and I was gonna get high before he arrives,” I feigned trepidation, as if I was afraid of what I had to say next. “And the thing is, the stuff we smoke…it isn’t just weed…it’s something…better.” “So?” Jeff leaned back trying to seem super calm about the whole idea, but obviously hyped up by the way his knees were bouncing. “So once I get started I’m gonna wanna get showered up and cleaned out and was probably gonna take some pix of myself and send them to rick,” I said quietly. “Whats the big deal?” Jeff was practically buzzing with sexual energy while pretending not to care. “Pictures of me…naked.” I said while reaching under my pillow and pulling out the pipe I’d already loaded and a lighter. “I’d feel too weird doing all that with someone here who was stone cold sober. So you can stay if you wanna join me for a bowl or if you can find some booze or something. Cool?” The wheels in Jeff’s head were turning. Like me at that age, the idea of doing drugs was cool to fantasize about, but when it came down to actually drinking or smoking, it was terrifying. “Can’t I stay for a little while and leave before you take the photos?” Jeff asked as I shook my head no, then held the pipe to the light, pretending to check to see how much was in it while really making sure he saw that it was full. “I don’t know where I can get booze tonight. Everyone is out partying.” “That’s up to you to deal with, but I don’t do this shit unless the people I’m with are on something too,” I held the pipe close to my mouth and picked up the lighter again, staring at my roommate. “So do you wanna join me or what?” I almost didn’t believe it when Jeff nodded yes. Smiling I asked if he wanted me to go first, which got another nod. Lighting the lighter, I held the flame to the bowl and we both watched as the crystals melted and popped, before a cloud started swirling inside it. Bringing it to my lips I sucked it in carefully and took a HUGE hit from it before blowing it out causing Jeff to say “Holy shit Peter.” “Your turn,” I said, and motioned for him to take the pipe. After a minute of him fumbling with it, I decided to take the initiative and took it back. “You just hold the flame to it like this, and don’t inhale until you see a little smoke start to swirl…right…now.” Jeff put his lips against the pipe and inhaled a medium sized hit from the pipe. As he sucked in the smoked I adjust the way I was holding the pipe so my fingers were up against his lips. When he pulled back and exhaled. I patted him on the back and moved over so I was sitting next to him on his bed. On my next hit, I told him I was going to blow the smoke into his mouth and he was to inhale while I did. I took another huge hit and went to blow it into his mouth, surprising him by pulling his face to mine until our lips almost touched while we shotgunned. When he exhaled it, he coughed a little and his eyes widened a little. When he exhaled the next time, I sucked in his smoke, and ‘accidentally’ brushed my lips across his. After my next hit I pressed my lips to his with full force and almost tongued him before realizing his hand was shaking. Not wanting to scare him off, I told him I was going to change into something to take the photo for rick and he could watch one of the porns from under my bed while I got ready. Stepping into the bathroom, I stripped off my polo and jeans and pulled on the jockstrap that Jeff had been wearing that morning. When I stepped back in the room, Jeff was taking another big hit from the pipe and just started a film called “Cream lovers gangbang 6” in which a hot redhead get gangbanged by a bunch of college frat looking dudes, all of whom eventually cum on her pussy, ass, and tits. “Good choice bro,” I said, startling Jeff almost making him drop the pipe. “What do you think? Will Rick like it?” I spun around in my jock before reaching down and stroking my dick a little. Jeff just nodded while I picked up my phone and took some (purposefully) awful photos with my phone “Shit man,” I plopped down next to Jeff. “These won’t turn him on at all. Can you take a couple for me?” “Uh….sure. yeah.” Jeff was sweating as he began taking photos of me in various poses on the bed and against the wall. I took the phone and looked at the pictures he’d taken and complimented him on how good they looked. Jeff was sweating hard now, partially from the tina, and in part due to the fact I’d turned up the heat when we got back from class and then unscrewed the temperature control and told jeff it was missing. “Fuck you look hot bro, do you need to take off your shirt?” “Fuck yeah Pete, it is brutally hot in here.” Off came the shirt, revealing the slim but extremely toned body of my teenage roommate. His boxers and pants sat so low on his hips that a few of his barely there pubes were peaking out, but I pretended not to notice instead complimenting him on how good he was looking. “All those mornings in the gym are paying off man, you are getting ripped!” I said, running my fingers down from his pecs to his abs. His body tensed and he sucked in a breath so I told him to hit the pipe again. “and then maybe I should get a couple shot of you man.” “What!?!?” He said almost choking on the smoke. “Yeah bro take some hot pics and make the cunt downstairs resent ever breaking up with you,” I added, knowing full well it was Jeff who broke it off with her and not the other way around. “What do you say?” “Hell, why not?” He said, taking another big hit then hopping on the bed and making a bunch of Adonis poses. As if the fates were on my side, he kept having to readjust his pants between photos and almost tripped getting up. “Damn dude these are hot, but not when you trip all over your pants man,” I said showing him the blurry shots from when he was pulling up his pants. “Don’t you have anything sexier you can wear? Or anything tighter?” “No.” Jeff wasn’t going to admit to the posing strap without some work. “Nothing huh? Maybe I have something…” I said bending over and exposing my bubble butt and hot hole to Jeff. “Shit everything in here is too big for you. There must be something for you to wear…” “There might be one thing…” Jeff said so softly I barely heard. Smiling, I stood up, but put on my best acting face before turning to him and asking what it was. “Promise not to laugh?” I crossed my heart and held up my fingers. Jeff sank to his knees, pulled his toiletry bag from under his bag and pulled out the green silky posing strap. “Damn dude, that is hot. Will you try it on?” I said, groping myself and handing the pipe to Jeff. He took a huge hit and nodded yes. He moved towards the closet but I stopped him. “You can put it on here, it is just us bros here.” “Okay,” and with that he slid his jeans and boxers down until his semi-hard big cut cock popped out. Stepping into the strap, I leaned back and hit the record button on my computer so it began filming the action in the room. “How do I look?” “Amazing Jeff,” I said, honestly. “Hotter than any dude I’ve ever seen. Now lie on the bed and pose for me.” I took twenty or thirty photos while opening stroking my hardening cock. Jeff wasn’t getting hard (probably due to a mix of nerves and meth) so I wasn’t too surprised when he made some comments about “never having any trouble before.” “I know a trick that will get you hard, turn over.” He did as he was told once I handed him the pipe. While he hit it, I leaned in and pulled the strap to the side and began eating Jeff’s ass. He moaned his approval as I retrieved the lube laced with tina from under the bed and began fingering his hole. “It burns a little,” he complained, pulling away a little. I moved until my weight was on his legs and ass so he couldn’t go anywhere. He might have been 4 inches taller than me, but I was easily 40 pounds heavier than him, and it was all muscle. “Just for a second, it feels amazing once I get another finger in there.” He tried to say no as my second finger broke through, but bit his lip instead. “Shot gun a hit to me.” I said, leaning in close to his face. He did as I asked and I held the smoke in my lungs until I got close to his hole and then exhaled. This made him shudder and relax enough for a third finger to join in. He was so busy moaning and riding my fingers he never noticed me slide my cock out the left side of my jockstrap, or lubing it up. Suddenly my fingers pulled away and my cockhead took their place. Catching his eye in the reflection in the window over looking the city, he instantly knew what was about to happen and buck back to get away. Instead it only pushed his ass open and my cockhead popped inside, eliciting a scream from his lanky form. My hand clamped over his mouth as I proceeded to inch my way inside him until my hips were firmly planted against his butt. “Don’t act like this isn’t what you wanted Jeff,” I whispered in his ear as I slowly began to pull in and out of him. “I saw the vids on your laptop. I know you’ve been watching me and now it’s time for payback little boy.” He nodded okay and I began to fuck him. He never relaxed entirely during the first fuck, but a few minutes passed and I could feel his ass contract as his cock shot cum into the pouch of the posing strap. Never one to stop when my partner was done, I kept fucking until I could feel my own load building. I didn’t warn Jeff at all, I just rammed his ass as hard as I could and bred him so deep he’d been shitting my cum for a week. PART VI: PROFESSIONAL CERTIFICATION TEST That night we fucked another five times, with him cumming twice. I thought at first that he’d run scarred but after a week of silence he surprised me by letting me walk in on him sucking Alan and Rick off the following Friday. We all bred him that night and once they’d left, Jeff climbed on top of my exhausted, tweaked body and bred me without mercy. Almost every from then on I would fuck Jeff before we went to bed and he’d feed me his load the next morning. Weekends I took him downtown and found some older men to get us high and screw around with both of us. By Christmas break, he was an expert at taking my cock, so I was sad to be apart for two weeks while we went to our respective homes but I couldn’t wait to hear what happened with the coach. Especially since I sent him the video of Jeff’s first time and had been emailing with him ever since. That coach is one dirty faggot…and so am I.
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Fraternity Life Let me start off by telling you a little about myself. My name is Chase Davenport, I'm 18, a former high school jock in great shape at 6' with a tight body, bond hair, blue eyes and a girlfriend who's still back home I high school. I'm a freshman at a prominent university where I was selected to pledge a very exclusive fraternity. They don't hold a formal rush, but instead will send a invitation to select individuals. The cool thing about this fraternity it's that there were no annual dues. Do you can imagine my surprise when I received an invitation to become their newest member. I didn't hesitate and responded with a yes before I learned that in becoming a member I would be required to move into the frat house and they didn't charge to live in the house. That actually was not an issue for me and the next weekend I moved my things into the house. It was an extremely hot day for the end of summer and after I had gotten settled into my room I needed a shower. The showers at the frat house were your typical locker room showers, a big open tiled area with two rows of shower heads I either side. I had just turned off the water and was dying off when a large group of the fraternity brothers piled into the bathroom. Before I know it i was picked up and carried down to the basement. I heard the guys say it was time to initiate my ass into the frat. When we got the basement where I could hear a few of the brothers commenting on 'How cool it was going to be to break my ass and throat in' as I was held down. With all the bodies in the way I couldn't see what was going on as I felt something tight being place on my upper arm followed by a cool sensation and then a pinch. Suddenly the guys holding me down let up and whatever was tight on my arm was removed. I began to uncontrollably cough as I felt my heart beginning to race. It felt like my skin was on fire and I had a strange feeling of horniness I had never felt before. Suddenly the hand that were holding me down were gone as I could now see the fraternity brothers standing around me quickly losing their clothes off as a couple of the guys helped me to my knees. I thought I heard someone instruct those helping me up 'make sure he's in the middle of the room so all the camera have a good view of the action.' Next thing I knew the fraternity president was standing before me with his cock in hand pointing it directly towards my mouth. I was then told that to open up, it's time to lean how to suck cock. As I hesitated I could hear sometime say that they expected to earn a bundle I this initiation video. I felt a pair of hands on my shoulder as I I urged to let the cock before me in my mouth. As the hard cock slid into my mouth I began to feel a strong urge for sex, sex if any kind. It felt strange to be sucking a cock but it felt strange in a good way. It felt natural to me as numerous hands began to roam all over my body. The hands felt incredible as a couple of them pinched my nipples a couple times. The cock in my mouth began to go deeper and deeper till it was hitting the back of my throat almost gagging me with every bob of my head down. Then, without warring I felt a hand on the back of my head as the cock was divided into my throat. As my head was released so I could get a breath as sometime whispered into my ear that if I breathe through my nose as I take the cock into my mouth then it will be easier taking deeper. As I followed those instructions I began to feel the cock in my mouth getting harder. I felt the hand back on my head as I could hear the fraternity president's breathing getting deeper and faster. I knew from personal experience what was about to happen and had no was to avoid the inevitable. I was then told to swallow every drop as I felt the president's cock start to pulse as my mouth began to fill with his cum. To my surprise it didn't taste that bad, actual I kind of liked it, kind of sweet and salty all in one. He came so much I struggled to swallow it all as he pulled out letting tbs last couple spurts hit my face and the little bit I could swallow dribble down my chin. As I was trying to recover I was moved to a bench and place on all fours as another brother took the president's place at my head. Instead of giving me his cock he bent down, licked the cum from my face and then kissed me shoving his tongue setup into my mouth. By now I was lost in ask the sensations and kissed him back as I felt someone starting to lick my ass. I couldn't resist and began to moan as the kiss ended and I had another cock to suck. This time I began to suck this brother's cock with enthusiasm while moaning as my ass was not just being licked, it felt like the guy was digging his tongue inside my hole. I kept stuck in the cock in my mouth as I felt the licking suddenly stop as the cock was pulled from my mouth and I was urged to look over my shoulder as I saw a stud standing behind me with what I guessed was a 9" cock. The stud lowered it towards my hole as I felt the tip partying against the entrance as he applied steady pressure as the stud had a good group on my hips. As I felt the head start to poke inside me I expected to feel sharp pains, but it wasn't painful at all as the stud working his cock inside me slowly pulled it out, looking down at me. I was feeling a emptiness even though he only had a small portion of his cock inside me, after the tongue and now the cock that was removed had me feeling empty inside, I felt like I needed something stuck inside me and the only thing that was being offered was his cock. I looked at him and asked him to stick his cock back inside me. He looked at me like he didn't hear me do I repeated what I had said a little louder if he would stick his cock back inside me and finally added fuck me, pleases fuck me! Once I said that he slid his cock inside me balls deep I one thrust. Now I felt a little bit of pain but that was lost as someone place a rag in my mouth and told me to breath I deep through my mouth a couple times. After the rag was removed a bottle was placed under my nose and as the stud began fucking me I felt a warmth rush over my body and the little but if pain I was feeling was gone. Now I just felt a pleasure I could not describe as I wondered if this was he my girlfriend felt when I fucked her. While I was fucked in the ass I was given a cock to suck. The stud fucking me muddy of had tremendous stamina since I had sucked about 6 cocks and swallow just as many loads. I'm that time it felt as if he was going to cum as I could feel his cock thickened and thought his breathing quickened. When he finally pulled out I thought I felt a good amount of something leaking from my well used hole. I lost track of time as one after another each brother fucked me while I sucked someone's cock. I was given a break to get something to drink and to stretch my legs. After the break I was allowed to lay back on a mattress that was now positioned in that middle of the room. As I lay there I was able to see one of the brothers holding a syringe in one hand while another brother placed a piece of rubber very tightly on my left bicep. The brother with the syringe wiped my arm with something that felt real cool (my guess was it was alcohol). I watched as he found a his vein and stuck the needle in, he pulled the plunge back a bit getting a little but if my blood I the barrel then pushed the plunge down. He pulled the needle from my arm, held pressure over the site where he had stuck me and raised my arm over my head as he pulled the tubing off. Like before I began to cough very hard but this time it felt much stronger than the first time. As I laid there feeling the sensations I had before I was surrounded by a couple of the brothers. We began to make out as I kissed one the other would suck my cock. Then I'd start to kiss another one of the brothers and someone else began to suck my cock. It felt amazing having a warm mouth in my cock but I wasn't getting hard. This went on until I started to eat some more cum....load after load. I began to realize that I was beginning to enjoy sucking cock and swallowing a guy's cum. I was then positioned flat on my back as the guys lined up for second round of fucking me. When it was all over I could not recall how many times I was fucked, how many loads I had swallowed our what day it was. The guys helped me back to the showers from where they had grabbed me to begin with as they helped me clean up before putting me to bed. When I finally woke up I realized it was Tuesday and I had missed days off classes. One of the younger brothers came into my room with a tray of food and a large glass of liquids for me to eat and drink. Without me saying a word he knew what was running through my mind as he assured me not to worry about classes that the brothers had me covered. He was so sweet and angelic looking I could resist kissing him. He reached down to feel my growing cock and without a spoken word he moved down to my crotch and began sucking. I couldn't hold back and shot my load down his throat. Like usual I was still hard and ready for more and he helped teach me how to eat ass getting his hole nice and wet with my spit as he liberally lubed my cock with his saliva. He the pushed me on my back and mounted me sliding all the way down on my dick. He rode me trying to milk another load from my balls. What he didn't know is that it takes me a long take to cum for the second time. After he began to grow tired I threw him on his back and really began to fuck him. One thing I noticed while I was sliding in and out of his tight hole was how much better his ass felt compared to my girl's cunt. I began to think, 'Was I going gay?' As I thought this I could feel the guy I was fucking starting to work his ass muscles. I couldn't hold back any longer as I began to breath heavier and corks feel my balls boil as I let loose with the strongest orgasm I ever had. I was going to love frat life.
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I attended a large midwest Indiana university. The names have been altered. I met Kris at in a bar one night. He was friends with a friend's girlfriend. I knew right away Kris was a gay. Not only was it obvious to me, but a friend made it a point to pull aside to apply 'fag' comments to Kris. What my friend did not know was that for more than a semester I had been getting my cock sucked about every other day in student union as well as in a couple of restrooms around campus. In fact I had even started blowing a couple black guys and was toying with the idea of getting fucked, but that wouldn't occur for a few more years. But the following experience makes me wish I had done so earlier. Kris and his live-in boyfriend, Jason, shared an apartment with a girl named Danni. Danni was a super cute, stuck up little cunt who I just had to fuck. And I got my wish. In fact, the first time we went out I fucked her and I think we fucked almost every night for the next few weeks, but this did not curtail my cock sucking or getting my cock sucked on campus. I had a couple of regular spots on campus where I could get sucked any time of day. I half think several guys never went to class, but rather just sucked cock. After a few weeks of good solid fucking Danni and I hit a lull in our relationship. I guess she got bored or I did, but after hitting the bars one night and heading back to her place to fuck. I was shot down when she passed. She could never hold her beer very well. After trying to get her in the mood and even thinking about fucking her while she was unconscious. However, I was more of a gentleman than that and made my way out of her room to head back to my apartment about 3am. I made my way out into the living room half naked keeping the lights off so not to wake her only to stumble upon Jason fucking Kris over the arm of the couch in the moonlight. We froze staring at each other. Me standing there in my underwear with a raging 6” hard-on, Jason with his 7” boner up Kris’ ass bent over the couch. I stammered out an apology, but I never took my eyes off of Jason’s thick cock in Kris’ ass. I dropped my clothes, fished out my cock from my tidy whities and without thinking slowly beat my cock as Jason resumed fucking Kris. Kris motioned for me to bring my cock to him. I did. I guided my cock into his mouth. It was like warm velvet. One of the best most talented mouths ever on my cock. I was close to cumming from the moment he latched onto my cock. I crawled onto the couch as Jason continued his assault on his boyfriends ass. Kris pulled me in close and let his hands roam my body. He massaged my balls and ass even slid a finger or two into my hole. It was then I erupted into his mouth having to stifle a load moan as to avoid waking Danni. Just then I could tell Jason was unloading into Kris. Kris sucked me dry as Jason deposited his load deep into Kris. I laid back on the couch. Kris crawled up between my legs, spit on his hand and asked if I was ready for this. I nodded my head yes. He grabbed some lube and smeared it in my hole and then Jason took a finger or two of load from Kris and finger fucked it into my hole. Grinning that he wanted some of him in me as well. When they thought I was lubed up enough to take Kris’ thick tool. Kris slowly started to push into me. Kris hovered over me. His mouth just inches away from mine. Funny, I had sucked about 5 or 6 cocks in the last year, but I had never kissed another man. He pushed his cock slowly in me and slowly descended his mouth over mine. I moaned into his open mouth as his cock slowly hit the bottom of my ass. Kris fucked me slowly allowing me to grow accustomed to his cock. He mouth was all over my naked body. My face, neck and chest. I could feel his suction all over my body. I was in heaven. I wanted more. I begged him to fuck me harder. We started to get a little loud. So Jason suggested that we take it to the bedroom. Kris, under my objection, pulled his cock out of my ass and led me to the bedroom. He put me on my knees and allowed Jason an opportunity to put his meat in me. They took turns fucking me for the next hour or so. I watched the clock. It was nearing 5am. I was exhausted and light was starting to creep into their bedroom. I begged for them to breed me. When Kris asked Jason to be the first to breed my virgin hole. I left the morning with 2 loads in ass. It was not my first walk of shame, but it was my first with a load in my ass. And, it was not my last. More? PM me
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When I got to college I was totally straight. Never even thought about having gay sex or doing anything with a guy. I wasn't a homophobe or anything, It was just that tits and pussy, not cock, turned me on. In high school I had a girl friend, and like a lot of couples, we hooked up and she took care of my needs to get laid. But going away to college ended that relationship and suddenly it was just me and my hand - again. And as everyone knows, compared to a quality blow job or fuck a hand job simply isn't as good. Of course I wasn't the only guy on campus who was horny and looking to get laid so that meant it wasn't easy finding a new girl. Then one day I was walking back from class talking to a buddy and we ended-up on the topic of being horny and not being able to get any. He looked at me, smiled and said "You know there is a solution to that." And with that introduction he went on to tell me about the coaches' locker room in the old football / weight room building, explaining "...when they built the football team a new weight room, the old one was opened up to students for use 24-7-365. But what most people don't know is that down in the basement is a locker room that used to be for the use of the coaches. It's not that big but it has lockers and a decent shower area but since it's out of the way no-one uses it." Not understanding where he was going, I replied "Uhh huh, and what does this have to do with being horny?" "Well, after 6:00 PM each day" he says "it's a place where you can go to get your rocks off if you want. It's mostly gay guys but they will suck anyone who wants to get blown and you can usually fuck one in the ass if you want. They keep it pretty dark in there so it's not like you can really see who is taking care of you and it sure beats jacking off. I'm telling you, man, one straight guy to another, a guy's mouth feels just as good as a girl's and I'm told that fucking can be even better." Pre-college I would have ignored his suggestion, but at this point I was horny enough that the idea of getting sucked sounds good enough that I don't care who does it, especially if its anonymous. My buddy went on explaining that the deal is if your interested you go down there to the locker room and strip nude - no clothes allowed in the shower - and go on in. If a guy is in the middle of the room then he's looking for someone to service him. If he's against the wall facing out then it means he's giving blow jobs. If he's against the wall with his face to the wall then he's taking it up the ass. The idea of course is that guys will give and receive but its not like they are keeping records or anything. He could tell I was interested and offered to show me around a bit that night it I wanted, so around 9:00 PM that night we met up and headed over. It was a good thing the locker room was somewhat buried in an out of the way location, 'cause as soon as we opened the door the unmistakable sounds of sex filled the air. The room was dim but there was just enough light to find a locker and get undressed which we did. Now while I was horny as hell I was also nervous about the whole gay thing so my cock was anything but hard. My buddy on the other hand was sporting a nice 7" wood and clearly ready to get going. We walked into the shower room to find one of the shower heads in a distant corner was on full, putting out hot steam which fogged the room a bit. I could just make out couple of guys fucking and a couple of others getting sucked. We watch for a minute and then, as our eyes adjusted, we can see others against the wall waiting for action. My buddy lead me over to the wall, told me to face into the shower, and to have fun. Then he disappeared into the mist. No sooner had he disappeared then a guy appeared. He smiled at me and quietly asked "Let me guess: you're straight, and this is your first time, right?" I nodded in reply, swallowed hard, and wondered what would come next. I didn't have long to wait. The guy reached over and began playing with my soft cock, murmuring that I should relax. Then he went down on his knees, and took my cock in his mouth. His performance was magic. His tongue swirled around my limp shaft and head, licking my balls. Within seconds I was hard. To make a long story short, it was an amazing blow job and in the end I pumped jet after jet of my cum down his throat. As I left the shower area I spied my buddy, balls-deep in a guy's ass, fucking him hard. But the conversion part of this story is what you really want right? So my girlfriend problem never got any better and I keep returning to the locker room. Within a few visits I decide to try fucking a guy and found out first hand how much better a guy's ass can be than a girl's pussy. I found myself noticing hot guys more and more, and wondered if I was going gay, especially since I noticed fewer and fewer girls. I guess, however, all that really mattered was that when I walked into the shower room, my cock was always rock hard. Then came 'The night'... I'd gone over as usual, hoping to fuck someone. I undressed and walked into the shower. More guys than usual were clustered in the middle, but that wasn't particularly unusual. I had seen it happen before. Seeing a guy facing the wall, and not engaged with anyone, I headed over that way, but before I took three steps I was grasped from behind by several pairs of hands and forcefully guided to the wall, pinned against it, my legs spread eagle. "What the hell!?" I exclaimed. Someone replied "Well you've been giving out loads for a while. It's time you took some." "What the fuck, man, hey, I'm not gay I don't do that." "We aren't asking you. If I was in your shoes I'd relax and enjoy it." I knew there was a crowd around me and it was clear I wasn't going anywhere. And the only sounds were heavy breathing and the rhythmic sounds of guys stroking their cocks. My cock went instantly soft and I knew I couldn't escape.."Please, man, no, please don't." "Shhhh just relax." I felt fingers probing my virgin ass, opening me up for the first time in my life. The guy fingering me took his time but he wasn't gentle and it hurt. Soft whimpers escaped me as he opened my ass.."No, please, it hurts" I begged, but the guy kept going. Then I could feel his fingers begin to work lube into my ass and I could feel my hole stretching open. He moved behind me and I could feel the tip of his raw cock against my now stretched pussy. "Okay boy I'm gonna pop your cherry. Just relax," he suggested. "No, please, don't, no... please...noo" I whimpered as he began to push his way into my ass. Man did it hurt at first. The thick mushroom head truly opening my virgin ass and drove deep inside. It felt like I was being split in two, but he just drove his shaft in deep and left it there for a moment. I could hear others encouraging him, but some of what they were saying made no sense to me. "Yeah man, fuck that neg hole. Convert that boy. Poz him good." He started working his shaft in and out slowly at first letting me adjust and then with greater force. And as my ass relaxed and he started massaging my prostrate I was shocked to find myself enjoying it...my cock getting hard. I couldn't believe it. I was straight. I wasn't gay. And yet here I was, enjoying a cock in my ass. Tears of shame ran down my face as I confronted the fact I was getting pleasure from the cock in my ass. "Yeah boy, you like this, don't you? Fucking got a big hard-on, don't you?" the guy whispered in my ear, adding "Yeah you like this. I can tell. Fucking tight ass boy. Yeah. You know you're a faggot now, don't you?" He was right: I was. I couldn't help it. As he fucked away, my whimpers of pain had become moans of pleasure. He and everyone watching knew it. "Fucking A boy I'm gonna convert that neg ass of yours. Going to give you the gift. Make you part of the brotherhood." Had I understood what he meant I would have been terrified and would have tried to fight back, but I was clueless and in any case I was still held fast. Hands were groping my cock, stroking it as the group closed in tightly. I heard guys murmur about 'pozzing his ass' and 'milking the last neg load' from my cock. I could tell we were both going to cum very soon. "Tell me you want it, boy. Tell me you want my cum inside your ass." "Yes," I whimpered, "yes, please!" I could feel him shudder as he drove deep inside my ass, his hot juices filling-up my hole. I cried out as my cock fired its own load of cum at the same time. He stood behind me working his cock in my ass.. Working his cum into me. "Yeah pussy boy. That's right. You're one of us now. Part of the brotherhood. And now it's time for another member to give you his load. You want another load, don't you?" "Yes please" I whimpered unable to help myself, "fuck me...." I took six loads that night, all of them poz. By then end my ass was sore and gaping and my boxers couldn't contain the cum leaking down my thighs. A few nights later my buddy who had introduced me to the locker room came by and explained to me what all the poz and neg talk meant. It turns out he had also been pozzed. I cried like a baby and he held me soothing me and explained that it wasn't that bad. How meds could control it - if I wanted, and how now I could get fucked by anyone anytime. And that now now I could pass the gift to others if I wanted to do so. He held me for over an hour and soon we were making out. Truly making out. And that night we made love to each other. Two converted poz gay boys. When it was over we began to make plans to share the gift. But that's a story for another time.
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Sex Enhancement Drug Trial Subject Week #1 I had just started college and was blown away by the costs. I was in need of cash and decided to check out Craig’s list for jobs. There was one that caught my eye and got my cock stirring. The head line read, “Gay males needed for sex enhancement drug trials.” I clicked the link and read the complete ad. It asked for gay college age guys age 18 to 22 who were in good health, did not use drugs of any kind and were either a bottom, versatile bottom or versatile. It required me to send a picture with my height, weight, cock size, if I was cut or uncut, the date of my last HIV test and the results. I had known I was gay as early as I can remember and with my jock body didn’t think I’d have issues finding guys to hook up with, but this was a wet dream cum true. I wrote my e-mail telling them that I was 18, 6’ weighing 160 pounds with a 7 1/2” cut cock. I included a couple of pics I had of me in my Speedo from high school swim team and a couple nudes I had showing my cock and ass. I continued to check out Craig’s list when a reply to my e-mail arrived. It asked me to drop by to complete my enrollment process. This included my filling out some paper work and submitting to blood and urine tests. The next day I dropped by the test site office just off campus. I was greeted by a cute stud that looked to be in his mid to late 20’s. He had me complete the appropriate paper work, had some blood drawn and filled a urine specimen cup. I was asked to commit to a decision how I would take the drug. The first way I could take the drug was in the form of a pill by mouth where I would be paid $250 a week. The second way was by nasal spray where I would be paid $300 a week. The third way I could take the drug was by suppository where I’d be paid $350 a week. The last way I could take the drug was by shot and I would be paid $500 a week. Since I had no problem with shots I selected the last method so I could get the most money each week. I was told that I should hear from them by the end of the week with further instructions. I arrived back at my dorm room after class on Friday to discover a message from the testing company. My labs came back all fine with a clean drug screen and a negative HIV test. They asked if I was available to participate that night in the first round of trials. If I wasn’t available I’d have to wait a couple months until the second round of testing began. I responded that I would be at the testing site at the scheduled time ready to participate. I arrived early for the trial and was shown where I could lock up my clothes. I was then shown to the shower area where a hot guy made sure I was cleaned out and ready to play. After I was all ready I was shown to an area they called the prep room where I sat down and the medication and was given final instructions before receiving the drug. The guy about to give me my shot told me “Some guys cough after getting the shot, so don’t be alarmed. You will probably feel your heart race a bit, that’s normal. If the drug is working correctly you should feel the need to get fucked immediately. After you have received your shot you are to enter the play area and have as much sex as you want. You will be monitored by close circuit TV and the number of times you have sex will be recorded along with the number of loads of cum you take inside you. Since all participants have been screened it is your choice to use protection. Most participants choose to take it raw or bareback.” I watched as he placed a rubber strip on my arm just as they did when they drew blood. He then took a syringe with the drug inside and stuck it in my arm. I watched in fascination as the contents disappeared into my vein. He then put pressure over the injection site, raised my arm overhead and asked if I was ready. I nodded ‘YES’ and he pulled the rubber strip off. I coughed a couple times and felt exactly as he described. I NEEDED TO BE FUCKED!!! He let go of my arm and told me to have fun. I walked through the door and noticed 4 other guys from college that were in different areas getting fucked. I was quickly approached by a hot stud with a hard dripping cock. The thing looked to be nearly 8” as he pushed me to my knees and fed me his tool. As I sucked his cock I was approached from behind and felt a couple hand pull me into doggy position as the stud I was sucking dropped to his knees. I kept working the cock into my throat I felt a stiff cock at my hole. Before I could look I felt the cock driven deep inside me in one stroke. Normally it can take me a while before I can take dick like that but the drug they gave me had me wanting that cock bad. I took a moment to ask the guy fucking me to pound his load home. He wasn’t one to disappoint as I felt him hammer away while I tried to coax a load from the guy I was sucking. I could hear the guy fucking me begin to breath heavy indicating he was close to cumming. He then thrusted in deep and groaned out as I felt his cock spasm in my ass. It wasn’t until the guy fucking my throat pulled away that I got a good look at the stud that just fucked my hole. He was as hot as the rest with a cute tattoo on his lower abs. I could barely make it out and wasn’t able to place it but thought I had seen it in biology or the doctor’s office before. As he pulled out I noticed that he had fucked my bareback and I had taken a stranger’s load. In my mind I didn’t care, I just knew I needed more cock. I didn’t have to wait long when the guy that I had been sucking slammed his tool inside me. With the priming I did with my mouth I didn’t have to wait long for his load when I felt his cock spasm inside my hole. I lost track of time but by morning I had been fucked by every guy in the place and some more than once. As I left the testing site I was informed that I was fucked almost 30 times and took about 20 loads. I was told to return the following Friday for my next session.
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Where are some memorable moments you gave a blowjob, during your college days?
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“Step up to the blue line and look at the camera,” I shuffled forward and tried my hardest to form an expression that conveyed innocence and remorse all at once. Blinded for a moment by the flash, I wondered how I’d gone from drinking with my friends at our favorite dive bar near campus, to barefoot and high as a kite, awaiting processing of my arrest. When the cop pulled me over less than a block from the rundown off-campus housing where I’d gone with my friends Nick and Drew to pick up some party supplies for the gang this weekend, we were smart enough to quickly swallow anything we had on us. Sadly I had no idea that my roommate had left his bag under the back seat, and that it contained a half-empty prescription for a serious pain killer. Chances are the officers were disappointed that’s all they found since I suspect they were staking out the guy who we bought from. Normally, they’d have probably confiscated the bottle, and written me a ticket and released us. Unfortunately, these particular officers are assigned to the smallest branch of the state police force, charged with the safety of my tiny college town, and its population of under 20,000 people, meaning they were hungry for a bust. I explained that my roommate would happily claim the pills if they’d call him, but instead they cuffed me, and booked me for possession of a controlled substance, fulfilling their nightly quota. “Turn and face the red x on the wall,” the young Hispanic clerk barked, before blinding me again. My vision faded back while I was led to the cells by the massively tall Italian cop who’d pulled me over. We passed his partner, a shorter lean white ginger, as he dragged Nick into the processing area behind me. His charge was even flimsier than mine, as they found an empty baggy and trimmed drinking straw in his coat pocket, but it was enough to hold him overnight, so he was stuck here too. Drew had lucked out, swallowing his share, baggie and all, meaning they had nothing to hold him on. Hopefully he was able to find my roommate and drive my car back to the dorms before it all kicked in. My share of the loot was a small bag of tina, and a cap of something Andre, the dealer, had referred to only as “G.” I felt the G almost as soon as I was put in the back of the squad car, praying I could hold it together until the Tina kicked in and balanced it out. I had never done either before that moment, but had fucked a few girls who’d been on them and knew their effects well enough to know some of what to expect. It must have taken awhile for the tina to digest because I started to feel the kick right as Officer Tutelli opened another door and introduced me to the fluorescent glow of the holding cells. “Lets step in here kid, watch your toes” Tutelli, or “Tut” as he’d told me to call him was actually pretty nice considering I was being charged with a felony. I marveled at how easy he swung me down onto a bench in the middle of this small cinder block and pexi-glass pen. “Sorry to have to do this but you need to strip naked so I can check you for weapons and substances.” The thought of Tut’s fingers and eyes inspecting my naked body wasn’t nearly as upsetting as it might have been if I’d been sober. Imagining his strong tan hands sliding up between my legs and down into my ass crack was actually turning me on as I got down to my undershirt and briefs. Suddenly it hit me that he’d be able to see if I was hard, but glancing down I was relieved to see I wasn’t even close. In fact I seemed smaller than usual and the pumping lust I felt seemed more concentrated in my asshole. “Stand up and come here.” I walked to his chair, my cock only inches from his face, though still separated by my thin briefs. It never crossed my mind that he should put on gloves or have another officer present, all I could think of was how nice his fingertips felt as he spread out my fingers and toes. He slid them from my ankles to just below my balls before making me lift my arms so he could stroke them down my biceps, through my pit hair, and around the trails of chest fuzz on my pecs and abs. “I need you to be honest with me now about something. It’s so I know where to place you for your protection in regards to any other inmates. I need you to tell me if you are sexually attracted to men.” His voice was so low I could feel it vibrate in my stomach as he peeled my hands from my crotch and slid the front of my briefs below my balls. I shook my head no. “I think you are lying. I am not asking you if you have a boyfriend or take it up the ass. I just need you to be honest and admit that you have tried it before and might be inclined to try more.” I’d experimented a few times with dudes at that point, twice in MFM threesomes with my ex-girlfriend, and a few times with a TA from my micro-econ class. He was nothing much, just an average late-20’s grad student, but I’d sensed he was into me when we broke into groups and discussed minority economic values. My group was covering homosexuals, and he was extremely willing to offer his help with lists of fetish gear, sex toys and products that were created and marketed solely for gay men. That same weekend I bumped into him at a party hosted in a large house split into 4 or 5 apartments. He fed me drinks all night and then asked if I would like to see some examples of gay-market products. It turned out he lived right below the party and was very happy to show me some porn and try on a leather jock and harness for me. I sucked him off a few minutes later and he returned the favor. After avoiding him for a few weeks, I ran into him again at a bar and we’d ended up sucking each other off regularly a few days a week since then. Last weekend, I’d even managed to get my cock in his ass for 10 seconds before I shot all over his hole. I apologized and he reassured me that maybe I was meant for the other end. I laughed at the thought, sure I would never let anyone or anything pierce my virgin hole. Suddenly, as my briefs dropped to my ankles and Tut spun me around, I was having doubts about remaining a virgin back there. I quietly told him he was right. “I thought so. I need you to bend over, spread your ass cheeks and cough.” I did as he said, part of me disappointed that he didn’t need more. He asked me to cough again, and simultaneously I felt something wet hit right above my hole on my cheeks. I tried to turn around and stand straight but Tut was now on his feet and was able to keep me still with one well-placed hand. “It’s KY, gotta be thorough,” was all he said before I felt one of his thick fingers pushing the liquid against my hole until it broke through, impaling me up to his second knuckle. “Nothing there…yet. You really are new to men.” He pulled his finger out with a plop and told me to stand against the wall. Looking down I couldn’t believe it when I saw that I was finally semi-hard, but only because of his finger in my hole. I waited there while he searched my clothes and put them in a bag, informing me I’d have to wear a jumpsuit instead of my jeans, since they had a bunch of zippers and buttons that could be used as weapons. He stepped out of the booth and grabbed a dark green jumpsuit and a pair of boat shoes, all imprinted with the name of the county jail. He set them on the bench, but gave me a look when I reached for them that told me not to get dressed yet, before calling in his partner, who I learned was named O’Malley. “This one is ready to be processed, bring in the other.” Nick was brought in and I turned bright red trying to cover my junk as he openly stared. I was humiliated knowing he was seeing me so vulnerable until he too was asked to strip. O’Malley was much more business-like with Nick than Tut had been with me, using gloves and remaining standing the entire time. When the time came for his privates to be searched, O’Malley asked Nick to lower his boxers to his knees. I almost asked why he got to keep his boxers when I was forced to wait naked, but I forgot all about it when Nick’s hard 8 inch monster uncut cock sprang from his boxers and thwacked against his tight abs. O’Malley quickly and calmly lifted Nick’s balls before asking him to bend over and cough which he did. I glanced around the room to see where the KY was for Nick’s fingering, when I realized there wasn’t any in the room. My eye caught the smirk on Tut’s face as he licked his finger before turning to the next page in the booking report. “For your safety, we encourage you to volunteer any information about your sexual orientation, religious beliefs, gang affiliations or medical history. This better helps us place you away from possible cell mates who might take offense or react violently to such information. Any thing you wish to volunteer at this time?” My heart sank at the idea that Tut had called out my bi tendencies so easily. “Nah, I’m good.” Nick said, absent mindedly pulling his hard cock away from his abs, leaving a string of pre-cum between his piss slit and the light blonde treasure trail from his 6 pack to his sparse, slightly darker pubes. “Don’t mind my bone, I had plans to take care of it with my girl tonight before this happened, but I guess it’ll have to wait.” “it better wait son,” Tut warned. “Lots of guys come in here hopped up on shit and go from straight to ‘a hole is a hole’ once they are stuck in a cell over night. Just remember the guys in with you are gang members who would kill you for lookin at them wrong. Now get dressed before I make you go in there naked.” We both dressed, me in the jumpsuit, my t-shirt, briefs and the boat shoes, and Nick in his own shorts, wife-beater, boxers and a similar pair of well-worn slip-on boat shows. Somehow he managed to pull up his boxers and shorts last and my eyes never left Nick’s raging hard on until it finally disappeared under them, as O’Malley and Tut chatted in the corner. At that point, Tut took over our placement, cuffed us again and walked us back into the main cell area, stopping to uncuff and assign Nick to a floor-to-ceiling pexiglass cell that looked to be about 15 x 15, with benches along each side and padded mats stacked opposite a toilet and water fountain on the back wall. Nick seemed nervous when he looked at the two drunks sharing his cell, but I was relieved that all the talk of gang-members was just to scare us. I tried not to verbally groan at the thought of us being separated when Tut made it clear I wasn’t going to be in this cell. Instead he had me follow him down a long hall to a newer portion of the jail which connected to the long-term cells, which housed the rare local criminal charged with up to 90 days. Luckily they each had their own cells on the next level up, so right now I was the only resident of a cell twice the size of the one Nick was in. I was pleasantly surprised to see that this cell had benches not just along the walls, but a row in the middle as well. Plus the toilet and drinking fountain were tucked behind a small partition, giving me at least a little privacy. Tut told me he had to finish my paperwork, but in about 30 minutes most of the staff would be going home, leaving him as the only person on duty for this area. As he walked away I stared intently at his tight blue slacks, hoping to see a sign that his cock might be hard in them. I picked a spot half way down the back wall of benches and found that I could only be seen from the chest up. This encouraged me to reach back into my jumpsuit and fondle my cock and balls. I still didn’t seem to be able to get hard, so I decided to see if I could jumpstart my dick with a little finger play around my hole. I hit the can quickly to be sure my ass was clean, and was surprised at how easily my soapy finger bottomed out in my tiny hole. My cock started to throb to hardness while I worked the finger in and out, imagining my girlfriend’s tits, but accidently including Nick’s hard cock or Tut’s open shirt revealing his thick mat of black chest hair and O’Malley’s shirt sleeves stretching across his broad shoulders and biceps, before sinking down into the small waist of his pants. I looked towards the entrance to be sure I was alone and realized, from this seat, I could see all the way out the windows opposite the cell, and into the windows of the older part of the building, including the officer’s booth and the room where we’d be stripped searched. By the time I’d gotten to full mast, I had two fingers in my ass and a third knocking at the door. Just in time, Tut stood up from the officer’s station computer, and walked out. I tried standing a little taller to catch a glimpse of where he went, but there was no need. Less than a minute passed before Tut and the Hispanic clerk led two young men into the strip room. Both around my age or maybe a few years older, one was white, as tall as Tut, covered in tats and shredded. His 6 pack had a 6 pack. The other was a black guy, a few inches shorter, but probably still taller than my 6 feet, with a couple tattoos. He wasn’t as ripped but had way more muscle mass. He probably could have ripped me in half like a phone book. My cock was twitching in anticipation as they disrobed. I would guess most men would probably be too short for me to see much other than belly buttons and up, but these two were just tall enough that as each pulled out his dicks, I could see all of Whitey’s Dick, including the snake tattoo running the length, and all but the very low-hanging head of the black guy. I moaned outloud and worked the third finger in. A ding signaled an elevator door opening from the corridor past my cell that led to the upper levels. Scrambling to pull up my discarded briefs and jumpsuit, I accidentally caught my foot in the ads of the briefs, ripping it open an out an inch right where the rear fabric meets the fly. I barely got them to my knees, and sat back on the john as a chubby latino guard rounded the corner and did a head count of 1, me, and radioed it to the guard station. I don’t know a lot of Spanish, but I did manage to get him referring to me as the ‘maricon’ with la pingita Bonita, Aka the fag with the pretty little prick. Shamed, I remembered myself, and pulled on my clothing. Drugs might have made me horny and clouded my judgment, but I wasn’t going to go queer just because my hole felt hungry. I just managed to get my jump suit back on when the two thugs, now redressed, rounded the corner. “Hey Charlie, you’ve got roommates now. This is Derrick and Dante, in to sleep off their buzz, but I think they can do it better with you than in the tank. They will keep you company while you enjoy the view.” Tut directed them inside the cell and flashed another knowing smirk. He must have seen me watching the step search. This guy should be a detective. Before Tut had even finished locking the door, Derrick and Dante proceeded to shed their shirts and saggy shorts leaving Derrick in a wife beater and boxers, and Dante in just his boxer briefs, which did nothing to hide his black anaconda from my indiscreet eyes. “tut was right, you are one of the brotherhood, ain’tcha?” Derrick was opening groping his tattooed cock through his ratty boxers as he wondered over and sat right next to me. “what? Brotherhood? I dunno what you…” I trailed off when Dante joined in the fun but massaging his growing lump. “its cool son. Tut told us you like Dick sometimes. Don’t mean you a faggot, just means you need a bro to reload yo tank wit baby batter.” Dante revealed the head of his uncut black monster from the leg of his undies as he finished explaining my urges, which only furthered my belief that this had to be a dream. “I’m not, I mean, I don’t do that shit man. That officer, tut, he is fucking with me is all. I got a girl on campus and I’m just high right now.” It took me a moment to realize I was still watching them jerk while I clung desperately to my hetero life. “I feel dat Charlie. My first time tryin Tina, I was pounding this sweet teenage cunt for 10 hours straight before she passed out. Hitchin my way home, this queen ol white faggot agrees to trade me a ride if he can swallow this shit,” Dante took this opportunity to extract his full 9 inches of uncut mahogany. “so I pounded his throat and pussy for another 4 hours. Now I get all my crystal free from ol fairies like dat, and I get to bust a nut on they face too.” “looks like this preppy asshole is still getting used to partyin with cousin Tina, Dante. Yo chuckie, how long you been partyin?” Derrick lowered his boxers and pulled out a thin 7 inch cut woody with the snake now fully exposed. His cock was not as big as Dante’s, but his balls were gigantic, and somehow he’d managed to keep his prince albert even though I’m sure that should have been confiscated during his search. “what time is it? 2ish? About 4 hours.” I couldn’t help it, I unzipped my jumpsuit and slid it to my waist. “nah bro, not how long this trip, how long since you first partied ever?” Derrick took the opportunity to reach over and pull my shirt up, uncovering my 4 pack and decent pecks, all covered in downy chestnut hair. He began to stroke my nips and run his tattooed fingers through the fuzz. “about 4 hours. Hypothetically if I was high, which I would never be, especially in jail, then hypothetically I might have had to swallow some Tina and g. But if anyone is listening or if either of you is working for the police, again, this is all hypothetical.” Dante chuckled at my paranoia, and came over to my other side. “Damn Charlie man, it’s your first party and you are spending it like this? That’s not cool dawg. Dante, you think you can talk T into a visit upstairs?” Derrick said, scooting closer so his arm was around my shoulder. Dante nodded and reached down into my jumpsuit, firmly grasping my ass before winking at me and walking to the Plexiglas door and pressing a small button. It dawned on me that the button would call Tut or whoever else was on duty, and I asked if we should get decent. Both guys laughed at me. “what’s up D? Ah, I see you are warming up the rookie I lined up for you, you guys can’t think I still owe you more?” Tut had unbuttoned his top three buttons on his uniform shirt and had obviously been working his cock, which I could finally make out in his blue slacks. I was extremely confused when he mentioned owing Dante and Derrick, since they were locked up and yet I was beginning to learn that nothing was what I expected here. “nah pig, you done fine by me, but dis boy is in on his first party ride and you know dat shit ain’t right. You think he needs a trip up top? Seems fair since you was da reason he took it in da first place.” Dante must have convinced Tut, because he immediately opened the cell and told me to pull up my jumpsuit but keep it unzipped. He cuffed me and led me back into the hall, radioing O’Malley as he firmly directed me to the elevator I’d heard buzz before. Part two Moments later I found myself inside the jails main surveillance room, a dark windowless room with a few dozen screens making up one wall and a few desks with individual viewing stations spread through it. On the elevator ride up I’d assumed we were going to a private cell on the 2nd or third floors for privacy. Tut showed me on the screens in front of him that the only places where the cameras couldn’t see consisted of the back row of my holding cell, one corner of the guards’ station and this very room. That was why he brought me up here to do what he had planned. My mouth was watering at the thought he might let me suck on the still mysterious bulge in his trousers, but no such luck. Imagine my total surprise when he whipped out an odd looking pipe and a small bag of crystals identical to those I’d swallowed earlier, except 4 times as many. “if I’d known you were a virgin with this too, I’d have snuck you up here as soon as I got this stuff from Dante.” He said, while demonstrating how to light the pipe. I’d only smoked pot a few times, so this was entirely foreign to me, which is why I thought he was kissing me when he pulled me close to shotgun the smoke into my mouth. I got the drift when the cloud was blown in my face and caught the last of it before Tut really did pull me in for an urgent kiss. Removing my cuffs, and handing me the pipe, tut explained once more how to light it. I thought I was doing well until he saw my exhale, and demanded I get a hit ‘like a man.’ So he held it and lit it for me, and that inhalation was so big I almost passed out. We passed the pipe a few more times before I really started to feel it, at which point I forgot to be straight, and reached for Tut’s bulge. “hold on Charlie boy, I’ll get it out for you to play, if you’ll lose the suit and let me see that bubble butt again.” He didn’t have to ask me twice. I was stripped to my briefs before he’d undone a single button on his fly, allowing me to take over and rip it open. Onside he wore a jockstrap which was stretched to capacity with the biggest Dick I’d ever seen. 9 inches at least and as big around as my fist, this meat was perfect. I worked the tight foreskin down over his head a few times, eliciting a moan. He followed my groping with some of his own, stretching a hand behind me and pressing it between my cheeks in search of my hole. When he realized the fresh rip allowed him to get his fingers inside me, he almost took me right there on the floor of the dark room. Instead he bent me over a desk and tore the briefs further so he could eat my hairy butt. I thought it was a weird idea until I felt it happening and finally understood that I was destined to be a bottom bitch after that moment. Once his tongue had me loosened, Tut whipped out the crystals once more and inserted a couple directly into the spit-sloppy sphincter. “once those melt, you’ll be ready for me to pluck that cherry. In the meantime, we gotta get you back downstairs before Derrick and Dante flip out over me taking their toy.” Tut rebuked his pants and I stepped back into the jumpsuit. Some quick thinking before we left inspired him to take some scissors and slice the rear end of my jump suit, so he could have three fingers working my rosebud all the way back to the cell. Once we checked that we’d gotten everything, I looked up once more at the monitors and caught Nick balls deep in the throat of some young twinky looking drunk in his cell. Hopefully he’d have enough left over to give me a shot at it too. As soon as the door to the cell shut, Dante and Derrick could tell I was spun to a new level. Before either one could say one more word to convince me to try sucking their dicks, I was already on my knees behind the middle bench, working my first ever black cock into my throat. “aw fuck yeah faggot, suck that Dick.” The Tina had dried out my throat, otherwise I was damn near positive I could have had him all the way to the short and curlies. I only pulled off somi could try the snake on my other side. Somehow I’d expected I’d choke on the ring dangling from Derrick’s Dick head, but it seemed just as easy as Dante’s. Meanwhile, Dante discovered the easy access panel on my butt and began working his fingers inside me. “puck Derrick, this cunt has been prepped wit a booty bump I think. I bet I could get his cherry.” Dante began to work his cock through the cloth barriers towards his fingers, when O’Malley’s voice stopped him. “you do that and Tut will break it off. He claimed this one as soon as he saw him outside Andre’s. Besides, you guys need to cool it. Hector is on his way down for his last headcheck before we dim the lights for the night.” Both guys hurried to dive back into their street clothes while I wobbled to the bench. Sure enough O’Malley had just turned the corner towards the old building when we heard the elevator ding and Hector appeared from the other direction. “unos, dos, tres in cell b,” he read into his radio. “time for bed chicas.” He laughed at his own joke before hitting the switch which shut down all but a third of the overhead light fixtures. Once we were clear, my thug cellmates took off everything and began tag-teaming my throat. “damn bro, he’s already got me close.” Derrick said right before we heard the cell door unlock. “Good, let him get you off, but just pull out before he swallows it. I want you to shoot on his hole so I don’t ruin him on his first go around.” I didn’t need to look to know that the voice belonged to Tut, or that the following clomps and rustles were from his clothing hitting the floor. “fuck Tut, I been waiting years to see you seed some ass, get that ramrod over here and make dis bitch scream. Is O’Malley coming too?” Dante moved out of my sight, leaving only Derrick and his sweaty, rippling tattooed muscles. I heard Tut begin to explain when O’Malley would be joining us, only to be interrupted by the announcement that Derrick was gonna shoot. Quicker than a speeding sperm load, Derrick whipped me around and bent me over the bench. I jumped when he managed to rip the jumper and briefs even further, and got his piercing and most of his dick head inside me. He might have gone further, but not with a hole as tight as mine and how close he was. “FUUUUUUUUCCCKKK BITCH HERE IT CUUUUUUUMS!” I felt very little actual response in my hole considering how long his grunts and thrusts continued. It was almost a full two minutes before his soft head slid back out. I reached back to feel if there was any difference and was rewarded with a slimy, sloppy open butthole. Tut and Dante wasted no time in getting me on my back on the center bench, with Tut between my legs and Dante straddling my head. Tut’s cock must have grown another half inch to an inch since I’d seen it before, but there was no chance to double check since Tut slammed most of it inside me on his first thrust. In spite of the rimming, fingering and booty bump, I was still a virgin teenager, and I screamed bloody murder until Dante’s cock shut me up. Once Tut managed to slide it all the way in, it took no time at all to work his way up from slowly working a few inches at a time, to pounding me balls deep like a jack rabbit. Somewhere in my drugged haze I heard Tut welcome O’Malley and another guy in to watch ‘some bitch’ (me) get his v-card punched. O’Malley responded with something funny about my hole definitely ‘getting punched,’ but I couldn’t really see or hear anything with Dante’s legs around my head. I never wanted either of them to stop, but Tut had other plans, pushing Dante away so he could lean in close over me and look me in the eye when he informed me he was seeding my hole. The sound he created as he dumped a gallon of jizz up my guts, was somewhere between a cry and a roar. Unlike Derrick’s deposit, I didn’t need to reach down to be sure Tut was cumming inside me, each pulse of sperm caused his cock to expand and contract against my prostate. I reached for my aching, stiff rod, but Tut told me no. I tried to lock my legs around his neck to keep him inside me, but Tut easily overpowered me, and told Dante to resume fucking my face while he got the next dude to tuck my sweet creamy hole. I had no idea who else was now in the room, since my vision was blocked by Dante’s massive meat in my face or by Tut’s hulking hairy chest. I decided I could care less who the next Dick in me was once it lined up with my hole and sank in. I wondered if this cock belonged to O’Malley since it was almost as big as Tut’s and his was the only one I hadn’t seen. My anticipation was short lived when Dante dismounted to keep from cumming too soon. Looking up I immediately recognized the blond thin body that was violating my raw buns as belonging to “Nick!” His closed eyes popped open when I cried out his name, and his first response was to pull out. Just in the ‘nic’ of time I managed to grasp his hips and pull him back in, insisting he continue pounding me. “holy shit Charlie. They told me you were upstairs. They said there was a cumdump in here for me to seed and I was so fucking horny bro, I swear I had no idea it was you. I didn’t even see you until” I leaned forward and pulled his tee shirt until he was close enough that I could make him shut up by shoving my tongue in his mouth. That was too much for poor Nicky, and 30 seconds later I took his load right along side Tut’s and Derrick’s. He barely caught his breath when Dante tossed him off my ass and took over. I yelled out something about discussing it later before being force fed O’Malley’s red-framed 7 inch cut slab. Before the next shift came in at 6am, I managed to take 11 loads. I swallowed one each from O’Malley and Dante, and was bred by two from nick, two from Tut, two from Derrick, and one from Dante, O’Malley and some random inmate from upstairs who bred me doggy style. My first time bottoming and I never even saw one of the men who bred me. Once the morning shift arrived, I was processed and released on bond. Nick and I were awkward for the next few weeks until we had to appear in court. The night before we were set to go in, we got together to verify we had all the necessary paperwork. He was in my room for less than five minutes before he had my legs over my head and began working his Dick in my tight hole. Thank goodness my roommate was gone that night, because Nick stayed over and continued breeding me until we left for court. It turns out the evidence was filed incorrectly, and we both got off Scott free. Officer Tutelli was kind enough to come inform us in person at the court house. He also informed us that we could get picked up for drunk and disorderly whenever we felt like coming back for seconds. We took him up on that offer then and there. What followed was three days of gang-bangs and drugs that finally settled it. I plead guilty on all counts of being born a bottom bitch boy
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First, a little background about me: My name is Mark. I'm 18. I'm black. I'm bisexual. I weigh 156lbs. I'm a short guy standing at 5'7". I'm a freshman in college. Come from a middle class family, nothing fancy but we lived comfortably. I am also a cumslut. At the onset of puberty I didn't think about sex much, but as I progressed into my early teens I began to get hard-ons & I fantasized about sex. I thought about having a girlfriend cooking me breakfast while naked & blowing me under the table in restaurants & in dark movie theaters. I started reading erotica & watching softcore porn on HBO. As an adolescent I always knew I was different. I noticed that I liked watching the guys fucking the girls more than I liked the girls. Their moans & bodies excited me. Around 16 I admitted to myself that I was sexually attracted to guys too. At that time I started watching bisexual porn where 2 guys would fuck a girl then fuck each other. That graduated to watching gay porn. I found gay porn to be a lot hotter than straight porn. Gone were the annoying yelps of the girls getting fucked. Here was the passionate & animalistic moans of men getting fucked by other men. I begin by watching twinks fuck each other which I liked. Then I watched black dudes go at it which was very nice. I moved on to watching muscular guys fucking twinks. Next was black dudes fucking twinks; those where my favorite. Then I discovered daddies. Sexy older men with hot bodies and salt & pepper hair. They are fucking hot! I don't know what it is but I love them. Maybe I have daddy issues. Anyways, after that I quickly found videos of daddies fucking twinks. Those videos made me cum harder than any other videos. I knew from that point on that I wanted to have sex with daddies. Although guys my age were fine; daddies are what I really desired. Though I couldn't really do anything about it at the time as I was underage & under the watchful eye of my folks. It wasn't until I went off to college that I decided to act on my gay fantasies. By week two in college I was signed up for a gay hookup site & started searching Craigslist in order to find me the cock I've been craving. I joined the site under the username "Boi4Daddy" & added a few nude pics. Then looked on Craigslist, narrowed my search, & started reading ads. One ad piqued my interest; it was titled "Str8 Guy Needs Head". I responded to his ad using my new email address CumForMe & sent him some pics. Since I had no car & lived in a dorm with roommates I told him we would have to do it in his car or figure something out. He responded in about 15 mins later with a body pic & a face shot, telling me he was interested & that I seemed to be the only guy who responded that wasn't some "creepy old dude". This guy had a nice body, not muscular but lean & fit. He had a goatee & short dark hair. I told him to come to campus & we'll take it from there. I gave him directions of where to go & what to do. Within 10 mins. he was there. It was around 9pm on a Tuesday & here I was walking to this strangers blue BMW about to suck my first cock. I was a little nervous, but it was thrilling. I got to his car, peered through the passenger window. He saw me & smiled. He looked just like his pic. That was a relief; I've read about some real horror stories so I skeptical. I opened the door, got in, & gave a timid "Hi". He reached his hand out & said "Hey man, how's it going?" I shook his hand & before I could respond he immediately pulled my hand & placed it over his cock which was semi-hard already under his jeans. I said "Wow, um this is my first time, so take it easy with me." He told me "It's cool kid, I've only done this once with a guy. I'm Ryan." I swallowed my spit & settled in the seat a little before responding with "I'm Mark." He asked how we were going to do this; I told him that I knew of this private on campus that we could use. He told me to lead the way, so I did. Most of the building was cleared out for the night except for some janitors so I thought we'd be fine to do it there. As we walked the stairs down to the basement where the bathroom was he grabbed my butt & whispered "Nice ass" in my ear. I smiled & continued to walk. We passed a janitor that was going upstairs and Ryan asked me if I was sure we wouldn't get caught. I replied "So what if we do?" & winked at him. He gave a half smile & wondering look, we kept going. Finally at the bathroom I went in first & he stood by the door looking down both ends of the hallway nervously. I grabbed him by his belt buckle & pulled him in. Closing & locking the door behind me & as I turned I felt his lips press against mine. I reached over to turn the water on slightly to drown out any noise that may come from either one of us. He stopped kissing me, looked at the sink, then back to me & gave me a devilish grin while starting to undo his belt. I put my hands over his, went in for another kiss. He obliged. Then I dropped to my knees & finished undoing his pants. I pulled down his pants, exposing his blue boxer-briefs & raging hard-on. I started caressing his cock through his underwear, making eye contacted with him. He whispered "Kiss it". I did as I was told. I kissed up & down the entire shaft & took the head between my lips. He let out a small moan & so did I. I looked up at him again & asked as seductively yet as innocently as I could "Can I take it out & play with it?" He closed his eyes & said "Fuck yea". This is it, I thought. I'm going to do it. What if I don't like it?...Ah fuck it! Then I did. I started peeling his boxer-briefs down over the head of his cock. It was fucking big & pink with precum lightly oozing out of the slit. I quickly flicked my tongue on the head & tasted his precum. It didn't have a distinct taste, but I wanted more. He let out a louder moan than the first time. I kept peeling off the underwear & pretty soon out came his cock jutting forward, hard & menacing. I wanted it so bad. I flicked my tongue on the head again. He told me to go for it & I took the whole head in my mouth letting out a soft "Mmmm". I let him out of my mouth, he looked down and said "Keep going". I did and took his head in my mouth again flicking my tongue around letting more & more of him into my mouth. He had a nice cock, I would say about 7.5 inches. Thick, but not too thick. Big head. I loved it. Pretty soon I was all the way at the base. I felt the heat from his balls on my chin. He wasn't hairy & I liked that as well. I felt the head of his cock in the back of my throat then I tightened my throat a little as a reflex. He let out another moan saying "Oh fuck". I pulled off of his cock & asked if he liked it, he said "Fuck yes, man you're doing great." I then asked "Are you going to cum soon?" He told me "Yea, if you keep that up, that felt so fucking good." I smiled & went back on his cock taking it slowly to the back of my throat & flicking my tongue along the shaft. I then grabbed his balls & started caressing them. I looked up again & saw he was looking at me with a face of pure lust. At that moment I moaned & my throat involuntarily tightened again. Suddenly his face became slightly more pink. I felt his body tense up as my free hand was on his thigh. His eyes began to slowly roll up & he started breathing heavier. I moaned again, and as soon as I did my throat contracted. Ryan grabbed my head firm yet lovingly with his right hand. He then said "Oh fuck, you're going to make me..." All of a sudden my mouth felt overcome with warmth & I knew he was cumming. I felt streams of cum hitting the roof of my mouth & the back of my throat. I managed to pull off his cock a little but his hand held my head in place. Then I felt more streams hit my tongue. For the first time I tasted his cum & it was salty & thick. The taste was amazing yet subtle & the texture was great. I moaned "Mmmm" as a reflex. After shooting about 6 spurts of hot jizz in my mouth he released his hand & slid out of my mouth. He squeezed his cock from base to tip & another little drop appeared at the slit. I hungrily licked it & swallowed the remnants of his cum. I stood up, with my cock hard as a rock. I looked lustfully into Ryan's eyes. He grabbed my head again & brought me in for a kiss. We kissed for about a minute & he broke the kiss by saying "You're fucking awesome." I replied with a smile & another peck. Then he said "I'm sorry for cumming in your mouth, didn't have enough time to..." I interrupted with another kiss & said "I loved it." He said "You liked swallowing my load?" I responded with "It tasted so good, I'm glad you came in my mouth." He said "That's so fucking hot" & kissed me again, his tongue exploring my mouth. He stopped & asked "You want me to get you off?" "I told him I was fine & that I was satisfied. He said "Ok, but next time I wanna do that for you. Maybe I can fuck you too." I said "Cool, but I've never been fucked before." He told me "Well, I've never fucked a guy before either, but I want to do more with you." He gave me that grin that I love & I smiled at him again. We kissed & I said "We should get out of here." So we left & as we were leaving he grabbed my ass again. Once outside he caressed my lip with his thumb & winked at me. I blushed & we parted ways. From that night on I knew 2 things: 1. I love cum & 2. College was going to be wild.- 1 reply
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I'm Matt Harmburger. I'm almost 21 years old and I'm still a virgin. I was wondering if you guys would advise me to wait to bareback until I've had more experience? Or should my first time be bare? Thanks for your opinions!
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Taking POZ Seed in Atlanta I was interning in a corporate office to pick up some hours as I was putting myself through school. My boss, Tim, asked me to come along with him to Atlanta for a conference. He said it would be a good opportunity to interview prospective firms that I might apply to for work after school. The company was going to pay for our flight and our room, which we'd have to share, but I knew Tim was professional and it would not be an issue. How could I say no? The fist two days of the conference went well, and I handed out a bunch of resumes. One firm scheduled an interview with me and I nervously went. The interview was in a living room area in a suite shared by several partners in the firm. I met Chuck, a junior partner, right on time. He was wearing a nicely-tailored slim suit that only accentuated his muscular chest. He extended his hairy palm and shook my hand vigorously. I could feel myself going weak at the knees for this hunk, but managed to hold it together. Turns out that Chuck had gone to the same university as me and was impressed with my resume. After about thirty minutes chatting about life, my ten-year plan, etc., he told me that he would be pleased to offer me a job, on the spot, to start as soon as I got my diploma. Score!!! He offered to take me and my boss out to celebrate. Even though my boss, Tim, was married and had a family, I always suspected he was a closet-case. I couldn't help but sneak a peek at his chest as he showered and changed clothes for the night. My suspicions were confirmed when I met Chuck and Tim in the hotel lobby and both were dressed to impress. Both of them clearly worked out, and their tight t-shirts clung to every ripple of their muscles and their tight jeans left little to the imagining. They kissed on the cheek and hugged. We three hopped in a cab, with me in the middle. I knew there was some chemistry going on between these two and felt awkward being caught in the middle. The cab dropped us off on the north side of town and we barhopped, getting more and more drunk with each stop. By the last stop, Chuck and Tim couldn't keep their hands off each other and disappeared into the bathroom for what must have been fifteen minutes. I entertained myself at the bar, knowing those two studs were getting it on in the bathroom. The bartender chatted me up a bit and brought me a drink, “from an admirer,” he said, pointing to a really cute guy in his mid-30s a few stools down. I smiled at him and said thanks. He scooted to the stool next to me, and we flirted a little. He introduced himself as Brad, which made the bartender chuckle, so I doubted that was his real name. Brad had cropped black hair styled up into a faux-hawk , a chiseled stubbled jaw, and pale blue eyes that I wanted to stare into for a long time. He put his hand on my thigh and I let him. He bought me another drink. Still no sign of Tim and Chuck. After downing the second Jack and coke Brad had bought for me, I told him I would be right back and staggered to the bathroom, mostly to check on my current and future bosses. Sure enough, they were going at it hot and heavy in a stall. All of the urinals were occupied by guys pissing or guys wanking listening to the fucking going on behind the latched door. I let myself into the next stall and was surprised to find a glory hole. I knelt down to take a look and saw Chuck pounding the hell out of Tim's ass. I'm pretty sure it was bareback, but didn't want to get caught peeping, so I pissed and left. When I got back to the bar, Brad was still sitting there, with a fresh Jack and coke waiting for me. Something in the back of my head told me not to drink it, that he might have slipped something into it, but I figured, what the hell. He was super cute and I figured I was going to go home with him anyway, so what did I have to loose? From that point on, my memory of the evening is spotty at best. * * * I was on my knees in an alley, asphalt grinding into skin, as Brad face-fucked me. He had a thick uncut 8” cock and low-hanging balls that bounced with the force of him driving in and out of my mouth, my jaw opened to the limit. I remember seeing a scorpion tattoo on his groin. It was so sexy, almost dancing as his muscles flexed. “You like my tatt?” “Ummmmgh-huhghghg,” I gurgled as he kept fucking my face. “Want one of your own?” “Ummmmgh-huhghghg!” * * * Brad had somehow gotten me into his pick-up truck. I was slumped in the passenger side with my pants at my knees as he fisted my drooling boner. He was driving my somewhere. He got out of the truck and walked around, supporting me with his brawny arms, and walked me into a neon-lit tattoo parlor. “Just like mine,” I remember him telling the artist as he unbuckled his belt and let his pants drop. A bearded hulk of a guy with a rebel flag bandana and a long unkempt beard pulled my pants down and had to jerk back as my wet cock sprung up. Brad leaned me back and poured some whisky into my mouth as the tattoo artist laid down the design and began to trace it with the needles. • • • “No, let's go back to my hotel, Brad. It's classy. You'll like it,” I slurred. I couldn't believe I had invited this stranger back to my room, the room I was sharing with my boss who was more than likely hooking up as well! I remember leaning on him as he walked me through the lobby and into the elevator. We miraculously found the right room and let ourselves in. Sure enough, Tim and Chuck were in bed together, Chuck riding Tim's dick as he bounced him and down, their sweaty backs glistening in the low-light of the room. They froze as we walked in. Brad piped up, “Don't let us disturb you...” He was dragging me by now, into the bathroom. He flipped on the incredibly bright light and tore my clothes off. I remember the cold of the tile. I remember him sucking my dick as he traced my aching new tattoo with his finger. I remember him tongue-fucking my ass as my face was pressed against the bathtub rim. I remember him slapping me around a bit with his dick. I remember pushing back to meet his thrusts as he fucked me, bare. I remember shooting my load all over the floor and him pushing my face down into it and forcing me to lick it up. I remember him cumming deep in my ass, at least twice. The rest is a blank. • • • The next morning, I awoke sore from head to toe. My stomach was aching more than it ever had. Brad must have beat me black and blue. I had two black eyes, a bloody nose, and innumerable bruises all over my body. I was too weak to stand. Tim knocked gently on the door and let himself in. “Morning, tiger.” He was shocked to see me in the tub, naked, used, and abused. He was even more surprised by my new tattoo. “I didn't know you were a Scorpio.” Tim was a real gentleman, and helped me stand up and gently held me under the shower head. I knew he was getting hard and could feel his cock nuzzled up against my ass. “I've always thought you were so sexy, but if we ever screw, I want it to be nice for both of us. You're too messed up now to enjoy it...” I smiled weakly as he gingerly kissed my neck and rinsed me all over. I saw a river of pink as he washed my ass. “He must have really torn you up back there! Hope it was worth it!” It was only later that day that it really sunk it what had happened to me. I freaked out when I realized that he had fucked me raw and came in my ass at least twice. He had used me all night. I cried out several times, but Chuck and Tim thought it was because I was enjoying myself. On the flight home, I confessed to Tim what had happened and that I thought I had been drugged. “So did your new friend convince you to get that tatt?” “Yeah. It matches his.” “You know what that symbol can mean, right?” He told me and I was mortified. Brad might have been POZ. As soon as I got back to my dorm on campus, I dropped my stuff and headed to the student health clinic. They took blood samples and told me that I had definitely been given something other than booze. I tested NEG and had to go back every month for testing for a full six months just to be sure. Word to the wise, if you're in Atlanta, don't let “Brad” buy you a drink, unless, of course, you're into that sort of thing. Which I now am...
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This past weekend was feeling extra horny but tired of the usual asses I've been breeding, so I posted an ad on CL to try to find a new hole to cum in. Didn't take long to get a response, the pics showed off an amazing looking ass, although the guy was confused by what BB meant, so I replied that I wanted to fuck him raw and cum in his ass! I was afraid this might scare him off, but he replied that he was down as long as I was clean, and so I told him I was and gave him my number to text me. A couple hours later he came by, standing 6'1", about 180 lbs, in shape but without being obscene about it, masculine, and my favorite part, an ass that was definitely showing off the athletic shorts he showed up in. We proceeded to the bedroom and chatted a little bit, he didn't have much experience and wasn't sure where to start, and since he wasn't into kissing, I just pulled out my cock and told him to start there. His mouth felt amazing, and for not having much same-sex experience, said he'd only been with 2 other guys before me, he was doing really well at taking my cock all the way to the back of his throat. This went on for a couple of minutes but for me oral gets boring pretty quickly, so I pulled his head off my crotch and told him to take off his shorts, I wanted to see that ass. He bent over the side of the bed and spread his legs, his smooth ass for my taking, nice tight hole with just a bit of fuzz waiting to be fucked! I spit on his hole and started to just get him wet and loose with my fingers, pushing my thumb in as deep as it could go, making sure that saliva coated his entire chute for my cock to slide in easier. A few more fingers and a lot more spit later, I pushed the head of my bare cock against his ass and let it slide into his hole. I had to push hard, this guy was really tight, but it felt amazing, that vice grip of his ass against my hard cock. I could tell he was in pain though, the grimace on his face said it all, but I kept pushing, once I got balls deep though he told me to pull out, it was hurting too much. I pulled out and then pushed him up fully onto the bed, still face down, spread his legs some more and lubed my cock up with some more of my spit and lined back up with his hole, "breathe!" I told him and started to fill his hole again. He was still in pain but this time I didn't pull out, once I was fully in him I just stayed there, told him to just take it and relax. I remained motionless for a minute or so, letting him get adjusted, and then started to just gyrate my hips, once he seemed comfortable with that, I started to pull out and push back in, I really wanted to just pound away at this ass but I didn't want to scare him off without dumping my load first. My cock in him must've made him feel fuller than he was used to, he said he needed to piss and so I pulled out and he took a piss break. When he got back he told me I was big and he wasn't really used to being fucked, as he was so inexperienced, and that it wasn't feeling any better for him. I told him I was close and really just wanted to finish in his ass, so he got back on the bed, on his side with his back to me and lifted his leg, I slid my cock back into his hole and this time just pounded away, he looked like it was hurting him but I didn't care at this point, I just wanted to get off. When I felt myself get close I told him, "I'm gonna breed your ass now!" And he looked at me with hesitation, "You clean?" I didn't respond, I had already told him I was, and it was too late anyway, as he was asking the question I was already coating his insides with my 2 day load. I told him that I came and how amazing his ass felt. He then admitted that I was the first bare cock he'd taken and the first time he'd been bred! That made my cock pulse some more before I pulled out of his freshly fucked ass. He jacked himself off while I played with his nipples and hole, once he came, we showered, told each other the usual pleasantries, and I let him know I'd fuck him anytime... not sure I'll hear from him again though, he didn't complain or get angry about anything we did, but he also didn't seem 100% comfortable during the fuck, but whatever, at least I have the distinction of always being his first BB Breeding experience!
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I was in college the first time I experienced POZ cock, or rather I saw a guy, my boyfriend, taking POZ cock. I was more of a top, and my boyfriend Bobby was more of a bottom, but we changed it up every so often to keep things exciting. We tried flipping, but it got boring after a while. He had a hard time keeping it hard enough to top me. Ugh... And of course, we fucked bare. We talked about adding a third guy to our relationship, but didn't want to complicate things. I didn't want him to start to stray, secretly, however, the thought of seeing another guy fuck him got me hard. Anyhow, we needed some sort of an outlet to get our rocks off. I was in the campus library one night, and yes, maybe I was looking for the rumored glory hole in the basement, you know, out of curiosity more than anything. Anyway, I stood at the urinal, stroking my cock a bit, and waited. After a few minutes, I gave up. I let my stiffy go down enough to piss and headed out. Across the hall from the bathroom was a bulletin board. I gazed at a few postings absent-mindedly and one jumped out at me: GET OFF ON PHOTOGRAPHING HOT GUYS WITH EACH OTHER? JOIN OUR NAUGHTY GAY FUCK PHOTO CLUB EMAIL YOUR PICS TO ******@******.COM FOR AN INVITE Sweet. I snapped a photo of the address with my phone and headed home with a smile on my face and a semi-hard dick in my pants. Bobby and I thought it would be just what we needed. We didn't need to cheat to get off on watching other guys mess around. We set up my phone on my desk with an auto-timer and took some playful photos of us on my bed, with undies pulled down to show pubes but no dick, and some that sort of showed our faces, but not really. We got so hot “posing” that he was able to get it hard enough to fuck me senseless! It wasn't until he pulled out of my cummy hole that I realized that we had left the auto-timer running, and it was all captured in pics! We sent some of the more playful photos and one or two nude fuck pics, that didn't show our faces, to the email address. Within minutes, we had an invite for a photo session that weekend. We arrived at the address on Saturday night, right on time. The building looked like a frat house. We rang the bell, holding hands and grinning ear to ear. A cute guy in his mid-20s opened the door and invited us in. He showed us where to stow our clothes, if we wanted, and then led us into the living room, which had been converted into a photo studio, complete with professional lighting equipment. There was a platform in the middle of the room about waist high and a mattress. Our host told us that the group met every other weekend and usually two of the members would have pose in front of everyone and the other members would take photos, sometimes close-ups, sometimes showing faces, but only if the guys “posing” were comfortable with that. Some of the couples would simulate penetration, and some would really have sex. There were condoms available, but some of the guys preferred it bare. Bobby made a joke that he was SURE everyone preferred it bare. Our host mentioned most of the couples “posing” were boyfriends, but a few were single guys who were interested in the “art” of it, or just getting their rocks off. He also mentioned everything that happened would be fun and consensual. No one would pressure us to do anything we weren't comfortable with, and we had to do the same. No pressure. Period. Finally he said we were welcome to take as many photos as we liked, and even strip down and jerk off if we wanted, but no group action, again, unless everyone was comfortable with that. I could tell by the way his cargo shorts were swelling, he was getting hard just describing the rules to us. We relaxed and shared a beer. The doorbell rang, and he excused himself to answer the door. Most of the rest of the group had arrived at once. Our “models” for the evening would be a cute couple, Ryan and Kevin, who liked to “pose” as much as they liked to take photos. There were six other guys there, all with really nice-looking digital cameras hanging around their necks. As hot as they were, I was a bit surprised at how chill everyone was. The “models” were both sort of twinky with smooth relatively-hairless tight bodies. Ryan and Kevin undressed each other, pausing every few seconds for the guys to snap a few pics. They stripped down to matching black jockstraps. Two guys had unzipped and started to jerk off as Ryan and Kevin sucked each other's dick. Kevin ate out Ryan's hole as guys leaned in to take photos. I was totally hard as Kevin lined-up his bare cock and edged it into Ryan's slippery hole. Bobby was fascinated. He leaned in very close and Kevin pulled out so just the head of his cock was in Kevin's ass. Kevin moaned as Bobby leaned in so close for a photo that his hands brushed Kevin's sticky cock. The guys rearranged into a few more positions as the rest of the group snapped away. The sexual energy in the room was palpable, but everyone really did stay calm. I found myself so mesmerized that I was forgetting to take photos. I knew Kevin was close. He pulled out and spread Ryan's asscheeks apart, then flipped him over onto his back and slid his bare cock all the way in. Bobby and I were so close as we snapped photos that we could see the cum pulsing through Kevin's dick. He eventually slid his softening cock out of Ryan's ass. Ryan pulled apart his cheeks to show Kevin's load oozing out. The frat boy host, who had been “professional” the whole time, leaned in for some creampie close-ups. He got closer and closer. “May I?” he asked. “Be my guest” said Ryan as his hole winked. The frat boy stuck out his tongue and took a swipe at Ryan's ass, covering his tongue with Kevin's load. He swallowed it down. Then, like nothing had happened, the guys toweled off and we all went into another room where there was a computer bank set up. All of the guys uploaded their photos into a folder and the frat boy emailed a link to us all so we could download them. We shook hands and left. On the way home Bobby went on and on about how sexy it was to fuck in front of strangers, and to have the whole thing captured on film! He was seemed as impressed by the models fucking raw as he was by the two guys who were comfortable enough to jerk off, noting that one of them had a massive cock! When we got home, we were both so horny. We downloaded the photos immediately and started to fool around. We fucked each other twice that night as the photos cycled through on the screen. He asked if I wanted to “pose” and I said, “HELL YES!!!” We emailed the frat boy and told him we would like to model for the group. He said they had models scheduled already for the next few sessions, but we would be able to pose at the end of the next month. Score! Two weeks later came around and we were promptly on time back at the house. The models this week were two single guys, the two guys who had jerked off at the last session. Joe was tall and beefy, like a football player. The other guy, Tom, was skinnier, but still solidly built, looking sort of like he had lost weight recently. He was the one who had the huge dick, frankly one of the biggest I'd ever seen. His skinniness made his cock look even bigger. They started stripping each other down down, pausing here and there for photos. The rest of the guys were clearly turned on, but remained “professional.” The frat guy whispered to me and Bobby that they had been flirting for a while and this was their first time together. Joe and Tom got down to their underwear and they started pulling it down to reveal each other's pubes, again pausing for shots. Eventually, they were 69ing, still going at it, but slowly, no doubt for our benefit, I'm sure. Tom was sucking Joe for real, but Joe never put Tom's dick in his mouth, only pretending to blow him as the guys snapped away. Tom started working his fingers into Joe's hole and Joe started squirming. “I know we talked about this, but maybe it would be okay, if we fuck safe.” Tom looked uncomfortable when he realized that Joe wanted to get fucked. “Dude. I'm not into latex. Can I bareback you?” Joe said that he wasn't into that and sort of freaked out. They decided to continue with the sessions, but only posing like they were fucking each other. Joe bent over and grabbed his ankles as Tom rimmed his hole and then lined up his bare cock like he was going to put it in. Tom was so turned on that his hard cock was drooling precum. He worked his wet cock over Joe's crack, pausing every so often for photos. Joe seemed to be struggling. It was obvious that he wanted Tom's cock, but he wouldn't allow himself to go for it. Tom worked a few fingers into Joe's ass as the rest of the guys kept shooting. He aligned his cock with Joe's ass again, this time putting the purple head of his bare dick right on Joe's ass, working it up and down. From the right angle, it would have totally looked like they were fucking. Globs of Tom's precum poured down onto Joe's ass and into his open hole. “You okay with me dripping in you?” “NO! That's not what we talked about. You're POZ man. I'm fine with a condom, but I don't want your cum in me!” He grabbed his clothes and stormed off in a huff. Everyone stood around for a few seconds and then started to pack up his stuff. The frat guy calmed the situation down as Tom sat there with his erection going down. He approached us as asked, since we were the last ones to be so excited about posing. I had assumed that he meant for me and Bobby to pose instead, but Bobby must have thought differently. He winked at me and leapt onto the mattress, next to Tom. Bobby started tearing his clothes off, eyes locked with Tom. He was reaching out for his massive cock. The frat guy leaned in and spoke lowly about the rules. Only consensual stuff. No pressure, and simulated sex was okay. Bobby was staring at Tom, and his massive POZ cock that I'm not sure he heard anything at all. Bobby leaned forward and locked mouths with Tom in an intense kiss as they reached for each other's cock.... To be continued
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Around 11pm Saturday evening I received a text from my all time favorite fuck buddy, who spent the last semester in France, letting me know he was going to be in town until tomorrow morning. He said he was on his way out to a bar to meet up with friends. I offered to leave my door unlocked and he would be welcome to swing by for some late night action. I passed out around 1am. Around 4am I wake up in a dream-like state to my buddy straddling me naked. He is 21 white 5'8" white 140 pound 8.5cut thick. Just perfect. He starts off by blowing me hard. We have been messing around for years and I think some of my experience has rubbed off on him as he blows me to perfection. He blows me for a while and goes down and sucks on my balls. I reach for his massive cock and its hard as a rock. I tell him to switch positions and lay on his back. I go down on his cock and balls and then put his legs up and tongue fuck his delicious boy hole. I make love to his body for 10 minutes then reach for my handcuffs and cuff him up. This boy tends to jerk off as I pound him and speeds up the fuck too quickly so some restraint is helpful. After he is cuffed, we make out and I lube us both up. I put his legs on my shoulders and line my raw cock up to his hole. He pushed back on my bare cock. He is ready for it. I pump him with powerful thrusts. He can't control his moaning. Soon after, I flip him on his stomach with his cuffed arms above his head and pump away at his raw hole. He tells me he loves the feel of my balls slapping against his ass. After a few minutes of pumping him on his stomach, I flip him back over and reenter his raw hole. He asks the last time I came and I tell him the prior day. He grins and says to me that he wants all my cum inside his ass. I take him up on that offer and speed up my fuck until my cock is root deep inside his ass. "I'm breeding your hole now, boy. Feel it?" "Yeah I can feel it flowing inside me. Fucking amazing." I grab his hard cock, lube it up, and sit on it. I let him pump his massive raw cock in my ass until I work out a quick load of college cum inside my raw ass. We make out, chit chat, and he departs. It was such a pleasure seeing my boy again.
