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This it partly a true story. Sorry English is not my first language. I was 23 first time i meet Master, I meet him on Grindr. I had only tried weed and coke. I’m 170cm and 60kg so am skinny. We met at his place and had a good time, he was smoking of a glass pipe and asked if I wanted some, but politely declined. When he was fucking me he stopped and smoked some more. At some point he gave me a shotgun and whit out thinking I took it. He did that a couple of times, and then I was hoked. We meet a couple of times after that and I gladly smoked. He texted me if I had any plans for the weekend, and I said that I didn’t. He texted back “Be at my place Friday 04:00 pm, I have a surprise for you” I was excited, I was becoming more and more of a pig every time we meet. Friday at noon I got I text from him again “when you come, just go in and get naked. In the hallway I have some gear, put it on, and wait.” So I got to his place, walked in the door and was met whit at black rubber suit, a rubber mask whit only at hole for my mouth and a collar. I put it on and find out that the suit was open for my ass and dick. When I was fully dressed I waited for 5 minutes, then I could hear someone coming towards me. “Hey slut, fuck you look sexy. Can’t wait to give you your surprise” said master. He took me in the collar and led me into another room and placed me on my back on a bed. I could hear him look my collar to a chain and my arms outstretched to some other chains. then he came up to my ear and said “today I’m gonna turn you into a real pig, and I don’t care if you like it or not” and then I could feel something getting strapped to my arm and instantly new was gonna happen. He had slammed himself last time. I tried to stop him but I couldn’t. Then I could feel the needle. “stay still, you are gonna love this pig. I’m gonna get you so fucking high, and use that sexy body of yours”. When he said that I felt the needle getting pulled out and the strap taken off my arm. Then it hit me! It felt like I couldn’t breathe, and started to cough. When I came to I noticed that my legs were at my ears and I had someone fucking me. (more to come)
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So any of you that follow my stories may know that I got annoyed with unnecessary editing to my stories, and that I wouldn't write anymore here. Well I have been writing stories on Nifty, which is nice because I can write about things there that I can't write here. But I did miss not being able to share Chem stories, and I do enjoy writing some messed up shit, so I will try BZ again and hope I don't have the same issues. _____________________________________ Part 1 My partner and I are big Disney fanatics. And for me, Prince Eric was the ultimate. That perfect dark hair, and those big, blue eyes, topped by those awesome thick brows. Then there was that perfect square jawline, and sweet, boyish smile. And that body, so perfectly smooth. Defind, but still twinkish. Yea, I had the hots for a cartoon, but that's not so weird. I had jerked off many times imagining ruining his perfect life. So one year we planned a trip to Disney world for gay day. We made it a five day trip with two other couples we were friends with, all of who were into the leather scene. We were all in our 40's and pretty good looking. None of us were totally muscular, but we weren't completely out of shape. We had bellies, and most of us were pretty hairy. One couple, Joe and Alex even had their own boy, a sweet little blond twink. Not that hair colour mattered as it was always buzzed short. It was of course much easier to deal with various hoods and such that way, as he spent lots of time in full leather or rubber. He was barely 22, named Brent. He was pretty small, what you would call "fun size" I guess. Of course, we had all used him many times before, friends share, right? And he had been trained to take any cock his Master's wished him too, which was particularly great for our little group since we were all Hiv+. It wasn't always easy to find a bareback bottom. But Brent was a good little cumdump. So the seven of us got a nice hotel in Orlando. The other couple, Dave and Jeffrey flew down, but Joe, Alex, Brent, me and my partner Steve, rented a van and drove down. It was a 12 hour drive, but this way we were able to bring our leather gear and toys and what not, as well as plenty of party supplies to last us the four days. We had four 8 balls of Tina, a bunch of extasy, some G, weed, and plenty of bottles of fresh poppers. And besides, the long drive isn't so bad when you got a boy to keep you occupied. At one point, I was in the passenger seat, and he was on me naked, riding my cock when we passed a trucker. He looked down and honked at us and we ended up pulling over and letting him have a turn on Brent's hole. And I'll tell you, there are few things hotter than watching a big, fat, black cock pounding a skinny little white boy. Plus, we didn't have to stop to piss. Brent drank down every bit we gave him. When he had to piss, he just did it in a jug that we would dump out the window. So here we are, gay day at the park, high on weed and extasy, all wearing our leather pride shirts, leather caps, and leather boots. Brent of course was wearing leather shorts with a wife beater and a collar and leash. About half the day in, I spotted him. There he was, Prince Eric in person. And the actor they had playing him did NOT disappoint! He was 100% the personification of the ultimate Disney Prince. "There he is! There he is!" I said excitedly, grabbing Steve's hand, feeling like a little child. I instantly broke out in a sweat. Of course the heat and the extasy didn't help much. I just stood there watching him interact with the other guests. He was so perfect, and my cock got hard in my pants as I imagined him on his knees with my dick in his mouth, with those pink, pouty lips, looking up at me with those big blue eyes, tears running down as I grabbed his thick, dark hair and made him choke on my cock. "Come on silly!" Said Steve as he dragged me toward my fantasy boy. Eric saw us approaching and flashed us a big white smile with his perfect teeth, which I'm sure he does to everyone. This is Disney after all. I had butterflies in my stomach as we approached him. Of course I really didn't expect anything more than a picture, but I was glad I was high, because I could at least embarrass myself and not give two shits about it. "Are you enjoying the Magic Kingdom?" Eric asked as he smiled at us. "Oh yeah!" I replied as I got next to him while Steven took pictures on the phone. "And you are my highlite!" I gushed at him. "I love Prince Eric." I said as I gazed down into his eyes. "Well thank you, kind sir." He replied in an awe shucks kind of way as his cheeks flushed. "That's very flattering." We chatted for a moment when he leaned into me and whispered, "I like your shirt." Well what the fuck? Did Prince Eric just flirt with me? My cock got harder in my pants as I imagined the nasty, degrading, perverted things I wanted to do to this boy. And like I said, thank God for the drugs, or I never would have done what I did next. I reached in my pocket and pulled out a business card. Steve and I had some printed up with our first names and our phone number in case we ran into interesting people we might want to party with. I casually passed the card to Eric as I shook his hand. I leaned in and whispered, "I'd love to have a drink with you when your off shift." Oh God, how can I embarrass myself like that? But to my surprise, he glanced at the card and discreetly tucked it into his costume. "I'll call you." He whispered back. Then he turned away as more people approached him. I hurried back to Steven who asked, "Did you actually give him our number?" "Yea, can you believe that?" I replied. "What did he say?" "That he would call me." "Holy shit! You lucky [banned word]!" "Oh come on, that's never going to actually happen! Disney characters get hit on ALL the time! He was just being nice." Imagine my shock when my phone rang at 8 o'clock that night. "Oh hey, it's Ken." Said a voice, followed by a brief silence. "Um, you probably know me as Prince Eric?" I almost dropped the fucking phone.
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Amateur porn can be a lot hotter then studio porn , when its real unedited and raw and nasty ,, Have a friend that is a rare type of role/position/personality , He is a Dominate aggressive BBbottom , He has a buddy that also is a dominate bbottom and they love to get twisted high on partyee and slam and force tops to be submissive and their cocks used and milked , they were at a party when they found a drunk/ and extremely high straight jock wandering around confused ,he was depressed his girlfriend was with another dude , and he was the was perfect victim they tricked him into leaving the party and go back to there place where they put Viagra in his drink and had him smoking white clouds and told him it was weed , they got him extremely high and completely twisted and got him in a chair in the middle of the room where they tied him down to the chair then they cut and removed all his clothes then they put a pair of hightop Converse Allstars on his feet and he was totally naked wearing only the Converse as he sat there helpless and his head spinning they faced him in front of the big screen tv playing hardcore Bareback gay porn as he struggled to get free the two bbottoms got down and began working his cock and made him inhale poppers and more and more white clouds , and he slowly started to calm down and stop struggling and began to start to surrender to them , as he couldn't believe his dick was getting so rock hard and he had no control to make it go soft , . He couldn't help but start to moan from the incredible pleasure his cock was feeling , His girlfriend was an ok fuck but she didn't suck him or jack him off and she only did condom and he had to pull out and shoot in his hand when he came , This was TOTALLY different is cock was being massaged and jacked and sucked deep by the two gay dudes , and he could help but realize that he was feeling a level of pleasure he had never felt before and never knew was even possible , But then the two gay bottoms told him his cock belonged to them now and they wanted his cum , and they wanted him to cum inside of them and they lubed his cock and slid their holes down on his raw cock and told him he was inside them without a condom , and the jock sat there helpless to stop them , But as they began to pump their hungry holes up and down on his raw cock he was consumed with the extreme pleasure he was feeling ,His cock was literally being MILKED and as the pleasure grew stronger and stronger and his eyes rolled back in his head , he just totally surrendered and gave into them and began cumming and cumminig and cumming it felt like he was shooting stream after stream of his hot cum deep up in both their holes over and over making him orgasm and cum and then very quickly making his balls reload and he was cumming again and again , over and over all night till finally he thought he could not cum anymore , he had been milked at least 9 or 10 times he thought , but they made him extremely high again and continued to milk him several more times for hours and hours . as he looked down he could see both bbottoms were wearing Converse while they rode his cock as he was wearing them too , he knew he would remember being milked every time he saw a dude wearing Converse from now on . when they finally set him free he didn't freak out and hurry up and leave hey instead he got up and stretched and then sat back down and relaxed and told the two gay bottoms that he had never felt such an intense pleasure like that before and didn't know it was possible to experience such a level of pleasure and the white clods and the Viagra made him surrender to it . they got down and began sucking and jacking him and he didn't resist them he spread his legs and sat back and relaxed and told them they could milk his cock till they get what every cum is left or his balls can make for them , and they worked his cock and balls and made him cum 2 more times . He was now a slave TOP his cock secretly owed by his new BB bottom masters . He obeyed and returned on the weekends to be once again tied down extremely high and milked of all his cum he could produce . His new purpose in life , to produce cum for the bottoms to feed on .- 12 replies
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stealth The breeding stud and his filled prey.
loadgiver posted a topic in General Bareback Sex Stories
The following stories are fictional. They depict sexual acts that can be hot to some in fantasy, but have horrifying consequences in real life. I will be telling the stories of a man becoming a predator for unwilling cumdumps. I will tell each story from the perspective of the load giver, and again from the tricked prey. These stories involve stealthing, without HIV, disease, or drugs (aside from liquor and poppers). If you enjoy my stories please comment and/or like them. I write these stories for myself and my own tastes, so if there's something here that isn't for you, then that's because it's not for you. Please enjoy some of the many other stories on this site. -
My name is Tonny and I just graduated from College. I am young slim and short for my age around 5’5’’ and about 130 lbs. My dad is italian and he’s completly covered of hairs but somehow the gene for pilosity didn’t transfer to me. I am completely hairless. During the summer , i worked at my uncle’s farm and I got a nice tan like I am caramel looking with my blond and blue eyes. Because the work at the farm was hard labor I started to have some muscule mass on me making me more tone. I loved wearing some tight shirt so that we could see my small pecs sticking out or my small biceps bulgings in my shirt. But during that summer my uncle was always going out for business trip with his wife for finding new tractors or other farming equipement to better harvest the corn in his field. Thus my uncle gave me the whole place to myself to take care of and there was a lot of work to be done for his return. So during the day i was tasked to help put the food for the cows and sweeping all the barn and cleaning all behind of cows and horses. The smell of farm shit didn’t bother me much but the remove the smell on you after a hard day you needed to take like 3 showers. But it was a nice job for the summer and my uncle paid me well for the work. After i was done sweeping the barn it was time for me to get inside the house to get the souper ready. While i was preheating the oven for my pizza, i felt this urge to go on my phone and check up grindr or others social media apps to check whos out there next to the farm. The farm was very far from the city and had only 2 neighboor few miles aways. So the chances to meet up a guy on grindr would be slimmed. Never the less i started to scroll and ended up on this profile with no picture just Daddy Leather. The small profile said that hes a real dom daddy willing to pop his sub’s cherry. I was intrigued about this popping cherry thing as it has been a very long time i havent been fucked. So i messaged him and told him i was able to host in my uncles farm. He immediately texted back saying that he always loved fucking farm boy and even fooling around in the hay in a barn. The idea of making a mess in the barn that i just cleaned up did bother me a bit but the idea of being fucked in a big space area and get dirty could be fun. I gave the address of my location and he told me he would be there around 30 minutes. Meanwhile i went out to the shower and started to douche my hole to make sure i was clean up everywhere. As soon i was out of the shower i could hear a big truck coming down the road with his loud rock and roll music. As soon he parked his car he got out and was walking toward the barn as the house was situation just behind it. I am guessing he thought i was still inside the barn working. So i got dress up fast and went out to greet him. And i couldnt belive my eyes when i saw him up close he was a real muscular daddy that you only see in porn movie. He was very large frame and from the opening his his dress shirt i was able to see a nice hairy chest. He was wearing short sleeve dress shirt and could see some nice sleeve tattooes on both arms. I welcomed him to my farm and told him that my room is just behind the barn he wanted to get in. He so of made a wink that he wanted to check out the inside of the barn as he mentionned before that he always wanted to fool around in the hay. I was like ok let's show him what I have there. The barn was a big open area where the horses were locked on the left side and on the right there were all the tools and some big ball of hay stacked on top of each other. Next to it there were the big bath of water that i use to help clean up the floor and to give to the horses to drink. The floor however was covered with this layers of muds and other animals by product giving a nice smell of farm animal and hay. He started to massage my sholders as we are walking inside the barn and he was really impress by what was available. I asked him what he had in mind and he told me that for a long time he has been on the hunt to find his next sub son for him to train and raise as his own flesh and blood. He told me that his dad this when he was younger and now he wants to keep the family tradition. That when he started to look more serious and he came right in front of me and because he was much taller than me my eye level were at his hairy chest and as he was so close i could smell this man smell of sweat. He looked into my eyes and told me point blank that he is the dad now and that i have to obey him as for the consequence would be a hard spanking. I told him that i would be willing to listen to him and obey his commands. He asked me to remove his dress shirt by 1 botton by one and from there i was able to see his entire chest and it was a nice hairy chest with some nice abs definition. But the most stricking from all of that was this biohazard tattoo he had on him. It was there near his belly button on plain sight for me to see. He looked at me with a grin on his face saying that tonight he will keep the family tradition. I wasnt sure by what he was refering too. Slowly but surely we were getting undress and we started to rub our body against one and other . The barn didnt have any air cooling system to it was real hot and humid so we were already started to sweat. He was starting to jerk off a bit and saw that his cock kept getting bigger and longer at each stroke. He told me that he had a 9 inch and i had no choice to take it all up. That when he grabbed real tight and pushed on top of one of ball of hay. I was surprised how strong he was and fast. He removed my underwear and started to lick my hole. I was still able to see his dick and it was real hard and big. He flipped me over and spit on my hole and told me to get ready to be fuck like a real good son. I told him that i wanted to play safe as i just met the guy and he told me that i shouldnt worry for that now. He started to rub his cock over my ass and his chest was rubbing all his hairy pecs on my back. Our sweat made the hole glide very easy. And then with the tip of his dick started to push against my anus and my hole started to open up slowly. I could feel that he wanted just to fuck me right now and there and in one hip trust he got his big dick down my hole. I screamed to how big it was. He didnt stop for me to take a breath as he just held me down with his arms wrapped around my neck and chest so that i dont run away. I kept telling him that i didnt want to fuck bareback and i wanted to play with a condom. He kept saying that’s how real men fuck and how his dad used to fuck him when he was younger and now hes passing the torch to his next son , me. He kept fucking me in and out with big hip mouvement and the dick was going deep inside my guts where i could feel it up in my throat. He was really fucking me rough and hard. As he is fucking me he saying how much hes proud of me his son to take his daddys big cock like a pro and that for my good behavior he would give me the gift of brotherhood and also some extra. He is announcing me that hes poz high viral. As soon he says that i start panicking as i dont want to get poz. I try to push away but my daddy with his arm wrapped around my neck pinnes me down and fucks me even harder.
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This is a true story of the first time a man fucked me and changed my life. I had had a curiosity about having sex with men for many years before this happened. My perversion and lust is the cause for this life altering interaction, of which I have no regrets; only a longing to dive deeper and deeper into depravity. Masterbating to the thoughts of sucking a man's cock and possibly knowing what it felt like to be fucked as a woman would be was no longer good enough. I wanted to try sucking cock very badly. I was really only turned on by women and transsexuals. A woman's cock would have been preferred yet unlikely attainable. The desire to have a cock down my throat was much too strong so I placed a Craigslist ad in search of a man who I could suck off. It didn't take long before I was exchanging messages with a man much older than myself; I was maybe 22 or 23 he was 48. After some emails had been exchanged we spoke on an instant messenger. I expressed my desire to be fucked by men but afraid to actually do it. Fearing that it would hurt or worse, that it meant that I was gay. He suggested that I start by just sucking cock and after I've had a load shot down my throat I would know if I really wanted to be fucked by men. His logic made sense and I agreed to leave immediately to meet him. He lived 30-40 minutes away and for reasons I didn't understand I felt obligated to get to him as quickly as possible. We agreed that we'd only try oral since I was too timid to commit to penetration and I left. Upon arriving he met me outside on his porch as he was letting his dog out. He instructed me to wait on the porch with him so his neighbors could see me. When the dog finished he made his way inside with his dog and told me to wait while he locked the dog up. I did as I was told. The door reopen and he told me to strip down fully naked and follow him on all fours if I wanted to be allowed in. This surprised me and I tried to resist the request, to which he replied, "I won't wait long" and began closing the door. Immediately I said, "no please" and began undressing. I crawled on all fours into his home, following him to his living room where he sat down pulled out his cock and said, "put this in your mouth." Eagerly I approached his cock and put it in my mouth and started to suck. It was instantly obvious to me that I really liked what was happening! I wanted his cock all the way down my throat and I didn't care if I could breathe. I had been sucking his cock and on his balls for 10 to 15 minutes, all while on my knees still from the floor which was wood. He asked if I'd like to be more comfortable to which I happily said yes. He told me to follow him to the bedroom and that I could stand up and walk now. I followed him down the hallway and into his bedroom towards his bed. I remember feeling very nervous but I wanted to keep sucking his cock. As we got close to the bed he fell behind me, put his arm around my neck and threw me on the bed. He pulled my ass up an placed his cock against my hole and told me to push myself onto him. At this point I was really scared but didn't know what to do so I listened. I did as he said gyrating and rocking my ass onto his cock. It didn't take long before I felt his cock head breach my anus, followed by him fully forcing the rest of his cock inside of me as he told me not to scream. He got really into it when I realized he didn't put on a condom and I got really scared again but once again felt obligated at this point to let him do as he wished. He came inside of me which caused my cock to explode out of sheer excitement. He told me to get dressed and leave, as he was done with me. I drove home wondering what had happened and why I let it happen without any objection. I remember leaving that man's cum inside my guts until the next morning. Ever since this happened I long for men who will use me, hurt me, force and control me. I want to be raped again. Over and over. I want to serve a Master and become his property.
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I don't really write that often (or ever before, to be specific), so let me know what you guys think. +++ I probably should've been more careful. I've lived with my uncle for a while now, having moved there when my dad was sent off to prison. My mom had died not long after I was born, which left me being sent to the closest relatives I had. Turned out that was my uncle Eric. He was a good guy, but these days, he was pretty busy. The auto shop he worked at had acquired a contract with a major local rental company and handled most of their repairs. Today, like most days, he was off working at the shop, probably late into the evening. I was used to that. What I wasn't used to was having dad back home. When I was a kid a ten year sentence sounded like an eternity. In reality, time passes quickly, and he's been nothing but an absolute dick since he'd gotten out. Eric had tried to get him a job at the shop, but that quickly went south, since dad didn't take kindly to being ordered around. Prison hadn't done him any favors in that department, and my uncle said he was a surly bastard before that. I don't remember too much of him from before, really, but he sure as hell hadn't gotten nicer. Seeing as Eric was gone all day as usual, I guess I'd assumed dad would be out, too. He was supposed to be headed to follow up on a few job opportunities today, and Eric had dropped him off in town in the morning. I had stayed home, as usual, and when the gardener had come around during mid-day, we did our usual thing. Mitch was the first (and only) guy I'd fucked. He'd been my uncle's gardener for years, and given all the work he did around the house, he had a muscular, rugged frame. He was a local guy, about fifteen or so years older than me. There were more days than I could count where I'd spent the afternoon sitting at the window, watching him haul his sweaty shirt off his body to reveal that bearish physique, hairy body dripping with sweat. I was a teenager the first time he caught me trying to get a peek at his dick, and after pleading with him not to tell my uncle Eric, I managed to convince him to let me have a good look. A good look turned into a blow job (which apparently, I was a natural at), and before long, we had a steady routine with him going out, doing the yard work, then coming inside and stripping down, lowing his hairy, beefy body on top of me to fuck my face and throat. Admittedly, that was easier said than done; he had a meaty seven inch cock, and it had taken some getting used to when he'd thrust it down my throat in the throes of a good skullfuck. Of course, it didn't take too long for him to go further south and have a go at my hole. That truly had been an undertaking, but once he was balls deep in me, I couldn't get enough of it. We only got worse then, even getting me to convince my uncle that the yard needed more upkeep. Every time he came over now, he spent more time pounding me than out in the yard. That's what we were up to today, with him up on top of me, groaning with delight. "Jesus, Mason, I can feel your pussy pulling me in," he panted, sweat dripping down from his brow onto my chest. I could feel the entire bed rocking with his thrusts, my body bouncing back and forth with it as well. I kept an ear out for the sound of my uncle's bike pulling up, as that was usually our cue to pack up and get decent, though at this point in the day, I figured there was little chance that would happen. Imagine my surprise, then, when the sensation of Mitch's shaft pumping in and out of me was interrupted by the sound of the door slamming open. Mitch fell off of me in a surprised heap, and behind him was my dad, his face looking bewildered. I wasn't really sure how to react; after all, I was naked, with my hole exposed right then and there. "The FUCK is this, boy?" his voice snarled out, and I could hear Mitch scrambling to his feet, stuttering as he gathered up his clothes. He didn't even take the condom off before pulling his underwear on. For his part, my dad glanced over at him, scoffed a bit, then turned back to me, ignoring the other man in the room while he stared me down. "You got me out looking for jobs when apparently we've a perfectly good whore on our hands right here," he said, and I found myself stammering, not even sure how to respond. Mitch was bright red, his clothes barely hanging on as he bolted out of the door. I could hear the door slam downstairs, my heart racing as dad stood there, leering. "Well? Anything to say?" "D-Dad, I swear, it's not like that," I stammer, and he leers at me, grinning now. "Well, I'm gonna tell you how it's gonna be now," he says, latching the door shut. I made a move to get off the bed, but he quickly shouted, "Stay right as you are, boy. I didn't tell you to get dressed." I froze, my heart hammering away. I could smell the booze on him from here; clearly, he'd gone out and gotten drunk instead of going to get a job as he'd said. He made his way over to the bed, shrugging off his coat as he did. "I'm gonna see about getting in touch with a couple of my buddies to find some men looking for some tight pussy to fuck. You're gonna do what they ask, they're gonna pay me, and that's that. You understand?" "Dad, I --" I started, but the look he gave me was enough to convince me otherwise. I could see his jaw twitch, and I paled, for once wishing my uncle would get home early. Dad seemed satisfied by my silence, then continued. "On that note, it's been too damn long since I got a chance to breed some hole. Given that you're all ready to go, I'm gonna be your first John," he said, then reached down to pull off his shirt. I had avoided him since he'd gotten back, and so I had yet to see what he looked like shirtless. His torso was covered in varous tattoos, some of them there from when I was a kid, but others entirely new. The one that stood out the most was the one right above his groin: a biohazard symbol, much cleaner and newer than the ones around it. I was no fool; I knew exactly what that meant. Apparently, the look on my face said it too, as a predatory grin spread across dad's face once he looked up from taking his jeans off. "Looks like I don't need to explain the next part." Now fully naked, I found myself trying to crawl away from him, his massive form dwarfing mine. I'd inherited his beefy build, sure, but given how much younger I was and the fact that he'd been lifting weights longer than I'd been alive, he was an absolute beast of a bear, barrel-chested with a beefy gut and thick limbs. I felt one hand reach and grab at my leg while the other pinned me down, the weight seeming impossibly huge as I felt him force my leg up to my chest. "It's gonna hurt, boy, but you might as well start getting used to it," he said, roughly folding me up with his weight as his hand slammed down over my lips, muffling my protests. I could feel my heart racing in my chest, the terrible reality of the situation setting in. I struggled, but all I could really do was wriggle around under him, flexing and whimpering helplessly. Meanwhile, I could feel his hairy body rubbing against me, his cock slapping up against my beefy ass. I could feel it pulsing, growing thicker with every second. He rubbed it back and forth down my crack, sighing some as he threw his head back. "Can't wait to hear what the guys say when I tell them I've found a pussy for us to use," he said, and even as I struggled, he moved his hardening shaft back, letting it slide downward until the head was right at the still-open entrance to my hole. There was no warning, no preparation. He didn't even lube it up before pushing forward and sliding into me. Luckily for me, Mitch had lubed up before fucking me, but even then, given how much bigger my dad was, it was impossible not to cry out into his hand, my hole burning. "Holy shit, that's tight," he chuckled, whistling a bit to himself. I could see him grinning even with the tears blurring my vision, and as my hole tightened in protest, he increased the pressure, forcing it deeper and deeper, splitting me in two. I gasped out in agony, his hand only tightening. When that hairy groin finally pressed up against my ass, I felt like he was punching me in the gut with it, my belly aching from the feeling of it pressing in. He held it there for a brief moment, savoring the first hole he'd fucked in months. "See, there you go, relax," he said, chuckling to himself. It still hurt like hell, but indeed, now that he had no more cock to force in me, my body was forced to adjust, slowly relaxing around his thick girth. He pulled back, the burning coming back some, though not nearly as horribly as the pain of him forcing in. Still, it was by no means pleasant as he rammed back and forth into me. my hole losing the bit of relaxation it had attained before. The bed rocked loudly, his hips slapping against mine as he bore down on me from above, his face looming over mine, sneering as he ruthlessly thrusted away. "That's right, slut, you know what's coming to you, you know what this means..." He chuckled to himself, closing his eyes and enjoying my hole. "I've knocked up every bitch I've ever fucked, Mason, and now I'm gonna knock you up, too," he grunted, then panted out in erratic, short bursts, his thrusts growing frenzied and brutal. I could feel my hole get wet, stinging now, and with a snarl, he rammed his cock in deep. I knew he was cumming, and I could do little more than whimper in response. After what felt like a few minutes, he pulled his cock out of me, still panting. My hole ached, though I was glad it was seemingly over with, as his hand left my mouth. I remained limp underneath him, resigned to it now that his load was oozing out of my ass. What was the point? I knew what that tattoo meant, and what was no doubt in store for me next. Even as he rolled over onto the bed beside me, reaching down beside it to fish his phone out of his pants, I remained there, a bit scared to even try getting up without permission. Dad looked through his phone for a bit, then grinned, putting it aside. "Alright, cunt, my friend will be here in a bit... Now, turn around and get on all fours. You're ready for your second dose of daddy's venom..."
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Hello. Don’t get confused. You haven’t met me yet, and you are joining this . . . story . . . already in progress. Everyone has an origin story, but this is not mine. Not yet. I’m in my 50s. I am married. I have a respectable, rather sensitive job. A lot of people rely on me. I’m told that I’m a “sexy mutherfuckah.” Judge for yourself. I’ve added a photo to this post. I’m a runner, keep my head shaved and have a 8” dick. Not that it gets used much. Boss is the name I gave to my fuck buddy who has been training me for years. What kind of training? Training that I have asked for and that I resist. It’s submission. It’s control. It’s giving in to the deep dark desires that I’ve been fighting against my whole life. He’s turning me bit by bit into a chem-pig slave whore. I am a very smart guy. That’s a blessing and my Achilles heel. My imagination is very powerful. As a consequence, when in the right mindset, my brain absorbs all suggestions. I’m “highly hypnotizable.” My Boss has convinced me of things that I didn’t think were true at first, and maybe never were. For instance, One late night he was trying to whore me out at a cruising area and I was spun up on T and something else, don’t know what. I also had not slept in two days. I started hallucinating crowds of people, the area seemed to be full of circus performers. Some were practicing for the show, some were cruising me, a few were menacing. When any of them were approached they vanished like vapors. I realized that they also made no sound. It could have been horrifying, but I found it fascinating. I told the Boss what was going on and he took it in stride. Maybe he expected it based on the chemicals he had overtly and covertly given me. We walked around some more in the dark. I think my clothes were back in his car, but I’m not sure. We passed a guy who seemed as weird as my “circus friends” but seemed real. I watched him as we passed. He watched me as we passed. The boss ignored him and claimed there was no one there. We made a full circuit of the place and eventually I was face down and ass up on a picnic table. The boss was working my ass. Back then he cocked my cunt and often put fingers in me. I could only take one or two back then. Then and now, he is constantly feeding my hole with T and other substances. I didn’t know it back then but he was also constantly dribbling chempiss into my gut. The fucking went on for a while. I was in heaven. Spun way up with heat radiating from my cunt muscles and begging for him to fuck me deeper. Eventually I felt my cock being played with and then sucked! This startled me and I told the Boss to let me up but he must not have heard. He kept railing my cunt. I looked through the boards of the picnic table and saw the weird guy from before. He sucked my cock while the boss fucked me. I was in a drug fueled stimulation-overdrive mindfuck/fuckfuck. I started to freak out because I didn’t know who this guy was or if he was even real. The Boss said no one was there and railed my ass until he filled me up with chempiss and cum, until he was done with my ass. The phantom sucked my cock nail it was past pleasure and into pain. I couldn’t stop any of it and the intersections of those experiences tripped a fuse in me. It fueled my dark lusts in a powerful way. My cock was raw and red and I had not cum (Mistress T is a demanding bitch) as the Boss untied me from the table. Wait, when did he tie me? The sun was coming up as he led me back to his car, his fluids running down my leg. The guy under the table was nowhere to be seen. He thought it was hilarious that I seemed convinced he had set the whole thing up. This happened a while ago and to this day he maintains that we were alone up there that night. I held both truths together for a long time but, to be honest I’m no longer sure. That was one very memorable lesson in my training. My intent is tell my tale here (remember, none of this is real). This isn’t a bodice ripper. Leave feedback or training suggestions. Eventually the Boss will read this too, I’m certain.
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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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The rain showed no signs of letting up as Jason continued his slow lost walk through the dark streets of London. He couldn't remember why he got kicked out the club he just knew that the bouncers made it very clear he needed to fuck off, despite being sure that his girl was still in there with his phone. He had been trying to find a cash machine for the last half an hour but all the streets seemed the same and in his drunk state he had gotten turned around so many times he didnt know where he was. All he knew was that he was soaked through, his white polo now clinging to his young body and his trackies wrapped tight around his muscled ass. He turned down another dark alley and walked halfway down before the rain took another turn for the worst and began hammering down so hard he could barely see two feet in front of him. He threw himself into the doorway of the nearest store front which such drunken force he stumbled right through the door and collapsed on the floor inside as a large burly black man stood over him. “Well what little white rabbit has been washed up in this storm” he gruffed has he gripped the young Jason by the scruff of his soaked wet collar and effortlessly lifted him up to his feet. Jason swayed a little trying to clear his head and tried to regain some composure and dignity. “Shit sorry mate, sorry, heads all over the place, just trying to figure out my way home and that” he slurred as he swayed on his feet. “Dont you worry little rabbit, just take a second” Jason's eyes tried to focus but in his drunk state he couldn't make out much. The room was a foyer, bright and warm. There were posters all over the walls and another slightly older man was stood behind a counter with a sheet of glass across it. There were a couple of towels ready to be passed out. “What is this place mate” Jason asked confused but appreciating the warmth. “This is a sauna, and likely the perfect place for you, looks like you need to warm up and dry off” said this big black beast as he took a fistful of Jason polo and squeezed a large amount of rain water from it. “Its twenty for entry and you can stay as long as you like and enjoy all the facilities on hand” smirked the man behind the counter. “Plus we will even dry your clothes for you so they will be nice and dry in the morning after the rain has stopped.” Jason's eyes glazed slightly. The man behind the counter was topless, slender and hairless but with an assortment of tattoos over him including a chemical symbol and a large scorpion. Whilst he looked intimidating for someone who essentially worked on a reception, it was warm here, and he could use somewhere to relax. He couldn't keep walking around in this rain and catch a cold, plus who could he call without his phone. Maybe it was all the drink but this seemed like a smart idea. So he took out his wallet and passed over his bank card. “Okay awesome, perfect yeah. And you'll dry my clothes too yeah. I aint getting sick from that” “Dont you worry” said the man behind the counter “Its not wet clothes that will get you sick here” his smile creeping wider across his face as he scratched the biohazard symbol across his chest. The big burly black bouncer got behind Jason and began patting him down. “Right rabbit just spread your legs for me. Standard procedure here especially for sweet young chav flesh like you. Just need to make sure you aint trying to sneak in your own stuff here you get me” “Er yeah sure man sure” said Jason as those big black hands began to rub Jason's chest brushing his nipples as they rubbed against the wet material of the polo. “Right this needs to come off, makes sense to chuck in the tumblr dryer now hey Brian” said the bouncer as he began pulling off Jasons wet polo straight over his head. “Smart thinking there Dean, get it all through and we will sort this lad out now”. “You heard him lad” said Dean as his thick thumbs tucked into Jasons trackies and pulled them down in one fluid motion revealing immediately a pearly white smooth behind. “Woah shit mate, fuck what are you doing!” Jason spluttered as Dean exposed him totally naked. Immediately throwing his hands to cover his soft wet cock and low hanging balls. “Ha! Look at this little perv walking round commando and he gets all precious haha” laughed Dean as he put his foot between Jason's legs preventing him from pulling the wet garment back up. “Don't worry about it we are only messing, in fact I'm commando right now too” Dean said as he grabbed his crotch which seemed to be creeping halfway down his leg as he gave it a shake in his loose fitting trousers. He pushed his hips forward so that Jason's face brushed against it being bent over trying to pull his trousers up. “Chill out rabbit its fine, we are all men here, you're good. Besides we are helping you out so lets just get you sorted and into the sauna to relax and warm up”. Jason relented and stood up straight. He stepped out of his trackies, and stood there naked aside from some wet trainers and white socks. “Good rabbit, now just turn round and I just need to check one last thing to see if you are concealing anything. Hands on the counter and spread your legs for me” Jason didnt know what to do, there was something in him screaming this was fucked up, but what more could he do, here he was naked, being man handled by a big muscled bouncer and he didnt want to end up naked out in London in this weather. So against all better judgement and under the haze of alcohol he turned around placed his hands on the counter and bent over. The man behind the counter took the clothes and threw them into a laundry basket, came back and placed his hands over Jason's holding them in place. “Dont worry kid this is all standard procedure. This is a pretty exclusive place and we get all sorts trying to come in and ruin the fun. We are doing you a favour by letting you in, just need to make sure you arent trying to fuck us over”. “Its cool I understand, Its cool” Jason mumbled as he felt Dean kneel and spread his cheeks apart. Dean couldn't resist licking his lips and the tiny pink hole was revealed. It was obvious nothing had ever gone up there looking like a collectors piece. He couldnt wait to see the mess this boy would be when the morning came. He took a long suck of his large index calloused index finger and slowly applied pressure to the tight puckered hole. “Oh oh oh fuck mate what the fuck” Jason cried as he tried to pull away from the counter whilst Brian held his hands down in place “ssssh ssssh just relax and push out, it'll make it easier” Dean continued the force and pushed in deep in one unrelenting motion straight to his knuckle and the wiggled around, making sure to flick Jason's newly discovered prostate and taking the opportunity to drag his nail around those fresh fleshy walls. “Good and tight and feels clean” he announced as he pulled his finger out with an abrupt pop, “but just let me check one more thing. As Brian distracted Jason with some small bullshit talk about how it was almost over and he would be relaxing real soon, Dean dug out a nice chunk of crystal from his little baggie and placed it on his wet finger “Right rabbit one last check” he said and he once again pushed the finger back up inside the young lads tight hole making sure the crystal went in nice and deep. “Oh fuck what was that” Jason bellowed as he bucked his body up. “My bad, probably just my finger nail” Dean softly replied as he pulled his finger out stood up, staring into the a confused and slightly bewildered Jason. “Dont worry Rabbit, all done now and you can go and relax” Brian handed Jason his towels and buzzed him through a door as Jason slowly stumbled through the doors trying to shake off the feeling that this was a terrible idea. The door shut behind him and the electronic lock clicked into place. Jason walked through past Brian in the reception and shuffled towards the direction of the lockers not looking back, missing Brian taking long tender sucks on Deans finger, cleaning the pink streaks and residue of meth that had been pushed deep into Jasons guts slowly dissolving with every step he took.
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Chicago cumdump whore looking to get raped. Hardcore, brutal, forced. No part of it should be pleasurable or have concern for my comfort. Would prefer to be heavily restrained, thoroughly gagged, and blindfolded with no safewords or ability to control or stop it once it has begun. I expect there to be no lube or poppers administered as that would make it easier for me. I want it brutal, painful, and should I scream or in any way beg or try to avoid any of it, ask that you make it harder and last longer. I fully understand what I am asking and begging for and accept the consequences of my request. For those who are serious, please either DM me here or send me a message to my Tele @cumpigChicago. Let's set it up and please rape me.
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I was 22 and decided to go camping at the lake one July, just to enjoy the summer a bit before it was over, and to get away from the gay life I had just began exploring. After getting everything set up, I sat down beside the fire and continued drinking my beer. Other than the sound of some soft voices at distant camp sites, the camp site was very quiet. Just as my fire was dying down for the night, I heard someone approaching on the path which led to the main trail. I recognized the man from a neighboring site, as I had walked past earlier on my way to my site. He was about 50, bushy gray beard almost hiding his sunken face, and wearing only jeans and boots. His torso had no fat, cept for a small belly paunch which didn't seem to fit his otherwise scrawny frame. He reminded me of some of older guys at the bar who'd been ravaged by HIV before treatments improved. In his hand was a liquor bottle, which was half empty. As he got closer, I could see he had a septum piercing, a thick ring resting on his bushy 'stache. I called out a friendly hello as he came near the fire, and he raised his bottle as if to toast me, then took a giant gulp of the brown liquid. He sat down on a log next to the fire, and we began talking. I was drunk, but this guy was shitfaced. Friendly as hell though, so I didn't mind. He was asking me all sorts of questions, what brought me here, was I having fun, etc. I just told him I was only here to chill out, and get drunk. He laughed and handed me his bottle and said "Drink up, buddy." I figured what the hell so I took a few gulps and felt the burn going down my throat. We kept talking, until finally I got up to go piss at the edge of the campfire. Just as I was thinking how drunk I was getting but having fun regardless, he appeared standing beside me, pulled-out his dick, and also took a piss. I jumped a bit, but still kept pissing, noticing he seemed to be studying my stream, so I looked over at his as well. He shook his cock a little to break my stare, and I looked over at his face. He had a different look now. Intense and not as friendly as before. I wasn't sure what to say, and before I could figure it out he turned and started pissing on my exposed cock and shorts. I couldn't move as inside I was panicking. I'd never thought of anything like this, and here a stranger was pissing on me and I didn't know what to do. His stream stopped and I felt his hand on my shoulder, pushing down. I'm not sure why I did it, but I got on my knees facing him. He stepped forward, his dangling cock right in front of me, and began pissing down the front of me, soaking my shirt before lifting his cock and aiming right for my face. His hot urine splashed in my eyes and ran down my cheeks, and he put his hand on top of my head and ordered me to open my mouth. Again, not sure why but I did exactly as he told me. He let loose another steam of piss right into my mouth, and commanded me to swallow at all, like a good pig. I began gulping and swallowing what I could. I was repulsed, but doing my best. When his stream stopped, I opened my eyes to see his hard cock jutting out a full eight inches, his fat cockhead still wet with piss. It was a sharp contrast to his lean frame. With his hand still on my head, he guided my head forward into my open mouth, and began fucking it. A few minutes later, he pulled his cock out and began rubbing it on my face, telling me I was a good whore and to stand up. Standing there, I noticed that despite my wet clothes and taste of piss and cock in my mouth, my cock was standing at attention. The stranger grabbed me by my cock and led me to my tent. He stripped my clothes outside the door, and led us inside. He had me remove his boots and jeans, and then lay back as he climbed on top of me. I was turned on as well as scared, and he began sucking my neck, tonguing my ears, and finally kissing me deeply. The feel of his big beard brushing my body was unbelievable, and my cock got even harder as his aggressive foreplay continued. "You're my whore tonight, boy, so relax and enjoy" he said. I didn't reply, and soon his fingers were playing with my hole, trying to push into my hole. I moaned, and he laughed, calling me a virgin, but quickly adding not for long. He climbed onto my chest and began jerking his cock right above my face, commanding me to lick his fuck stick. I began lapping my tongue on the underside of his head, and he laughed and told me what a good pig I was and to keep eating his toxic precum. When I heard him say that, I damned near panicked but his weight held me down. I tried to raise up but he smacked my face hard with his hand, telling me to lay the fuck still. He grabbed his cock and smacked it on my lips, telling me to open wide or else I'd taste the back of his hand again. I opened wide, and he began slow fucking my mouth. "That's it piggy, suck my toxic cock like a good whore!" His thrusts continued, and the taste of his precum grew stronger. Deeper and deeper into my throat he fucked, until I was sure I'd puke. I began gagging hard and he pulls his cock out, covered in my thick saliva. Next, he's twisting my arm around as he slid off my chest, forcing me to move in the direction he's pulling it. I'm half screaming as he twists, and finally I was on my stomach as he held my arm roughly behind my back. "Now get on your knees, pig" he said, twisting my arm to ensure my cooperation. I fumble to do as he says, as the pain he's inflicting on my arm is intense. "Good pig- now put your other hand on your back." Grabbing my free hand, he was now holding both in place on my back, as he scoots in right behind me, his cock pressing into my crack. He seems to clear his throat, but then I hear and feel him spit a goober on my ass. He repositioned to hold my arms with one hand, and grabs his cock with the other and begins rubbing his cock and spit into my hole. I quietly ask him to please let me go, but he ignored me, steadily pushing into my hole, slowly, in and out thrusts, but I had clamped tight, trying to prevent his entrance. Again he spat onto my hole, as his thumb slid in deeper as he murmured "There we go, piggy, open up for Daddy." Working his thumb in and out, telling me he was coating my whore cunt with his precum. From the slickness of his thumb as it moved freely in my ass, and I knew he isn't lying. Suddenly, his thumb was replaced by four inches of his cock. It took my breath away, but he didn't pause until he was fully buried in my ass. "Good piggy, I'm gonna show you how I make a man my whore" he said, as he slowly fucked my virgin hole. "Oh yeah fuck. I'm leaking my load inside you now boy. You like that? You want your new Daddy to knock you up and make you his toxic pig? Pop your pussy cherry and knock you up all in one night? Make you a fuck whore for the rest of your life?" His cock was thrusting harder, and I could hear the sloshing noises as my ass loosened to his fucking. He then started his final assault. " That's it baby, milk Daddy's dirty seed into your cunt. Drain it baby." He plunged forward, pulling my arms back and making me scream, holding his cock in as deeply as possible. I felt his cock pulsate stream after stream, coating my guts with his load. In that moment, when I was completely helpless and forever changed when a stranger came inside my ass, my cock spurted the biggest load of my life. Afterwards the stranger released my arms, and I chose to remain perfectly still as his cock stroked gently in and out of my hole. He spent the rest of the night in my tent, and the rest of the weekend. By the time I left, I had eight poz loads in my ass, and my new Daddy.
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I've been looking at this site for years but never had anything worth posting. This is actually true. And I don't know how I feel about it yet haha. It's recent. No need to console me--I'm fine. I don't feel the need to go to the police or anything. I deserved this. Anyway, hope you enjoy... (Part 1) I'm a young guy. 19 years old. 5'11" 175lbs. Body hair is neatly trimmed... A little above my dick, but not the unkempt bush that most guys have. And hair under my arms and on my legs, but that's about it. Keep everything else hairless. Up top, I've got brown hair, tight fade, long on top, very clean looking... Grew up with a strict military father and no mom around. I'm kind of twinky, but masculine. I'm an athlete...a baseball player. I've played since I was a kid and play in college now. I'm good too. I've had some minor leagues talk to me, but I really want to get my degree. Which means baseball probably won't go anywhere for me. By the time I am out of college, I'll be too old to get started. But I enjoy it, and it keeps me in damn good shape. And I mean *damn* good. Killer abs and a tight body. Nice butt too. I'm also smart--I go to a good school and get good grades. I'm double majoring in English lit and economics. A weird combo, I know. I'm flirty and fun, but don't really date girls. But I still think most people would assume I'm straight. I'm definitely not out. My father would fucking kill me. I honestly live a pretty ideal life. Family money, a killer body, charm, intelligence... only one problem... I've been watching rough raw gay porn for years. And I'm destined to be a bottom slut. I got on Grindr recently... made me nervous to put a pic out there, but I went for it. If I was going to do it, I might as well go for it, right? A cute shirtless mirror pic with me licking my lips. And I took a bunch of others I'd share with people if they asked--my dick, my tight hole, and plenty of my muscled abs pics... I finally started chatting people up. Went on and on like that for months. I'd chat for a while. Exchange some pics. Jerk off. Go to sleep. Do it all over again the next day. Honestly, I never found anyone on there I wanted to meet. They all just wanted some quick fun. And while I definitely wasn't looking for a relationship, I was still a virgin with guys. And I wanted someone who would give me a first time worth remembering. Oh, and I'm picky af. My ideal guy is 30's, maybe 40. No older. But really good looking. Gym fit. A little hairy, but trimmed nicely. Someone who takes care of himself. Big cock. And dominant. A top for sure. I was nervous as hell to lose my virginity, and I needed someone who would take it from me. Not like rape me or anything. But someone who would be forceful and not let me back out. I also wanted someone who would use a condom. As turned on as I was by raw sex, I wasn't ready to do it. I wasn't on prep or anything. And even if I was, I would still require a condom. One day, I opened the app and saw him. Michael. His profile said he was 36. Hot as all fuck. Fit with amazing abs and strong arms that looked like they could pick me up and throw me around with ease. 6'3". Hazel eyes that looked brooding and angry and condescending all at once. They made me melt. A little hairy, but trimmed nicely. A happy trail that made me want to get on my knees and lick. His profile description said, "Looking for someone to take it. I don't give af about you. Now give me your hole." He said he was dominant. Obviously haha. And always a top. His status was blank--that should have been my first clue. He never mentioned condoms either. He had messaged me. "Hi boy," was all it said. For two days I didn't message him back. But I jerked off to his pics a few times. Then one day when I was furiously jerking, he messaged me again. (to be continued)
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This is based on a true story and it happened just about 4 years ago. I had been fairly new to the scene had probably fooled around with about 6 guys mostly giving and receiving oral and had been fucked once. I was on this hookup site and had been talking with this guy for a couple days trying to get a feel for him as he was for me. He asked me what I was into and what I wasn't. I told him that I was fairly new to the scene and had probably fooled around with about a half of a dozen men mostly giving and receiving oral and had been fucked once. Some of the things I would like to try is some ass play more on receiving and maybe some toys but til I have more experience getting fucked. He told me that he was versatile(more a versatile bottom) and how he likes to get fucked and have toys used on him(he had sent me some pictures of the toys he had) and that he had a lot of toys and most of them were very big and thick. He also said that he had a playroom that had a sling,a fuck bench and some other things. He asked if I ever PNP. I asked him what did he mean(never heard or did T) he said some guy like to PNP with T because they are more wild and like feeling that warm rushing feeling. I said I don't think that I could do anything like that(for personal reasons.) He seemed ok with it. We decided to meet up that following weekend at his place. He had informed me that he had a couple roommates but that they probably would be out for the night. I had gotten there on a Friday night around 8 and we started talking. His name was Chris he was about 5'10 160 lbs with short brown hair and eyes and he had a goatee and about 55 years old. He was in good shape and from what I could make out from the sweat pants he had on he was more than average size(and cut.) While talking he asked if I wanted anything to drink so I said sure he went to the cabinet and grabbed 2 glasses as he did I noticed him looking in the glasses( figured he was making sure that they were clean,come to find out the glass he gave me had G in it.) He handed me my glass and I took a big gulp as I was thirsty. We talked some more I had finished the glass he gave me and I had asked if I could use the bathroom and he pointed me towards the bathroom when I had come back out the glass was full again and he said grab your drink and let me show you the playroom. As we were walking to the playroom I was taking sips from the glass and I started to feel funny(but in a good way) I felt a little light headed and really horny but I didn't think it was from the drink he gave me because I had watched him pour the juice in it. And he seemed perfectly normal so it couldn't be the juice. When we got to the playroom I was starting to feel really hot and asked if it was ok to take my shirt off he looked at me and asked if I was feeling ok and I said yeah I just started to feel really hot and he said ok as he was showing me around the room I couldn't help looking back to the sling(it was a nice size one and it had straps on all 4 chains that held the sling up that was hanging in the middle of the room and the fuck bench looked very comfortable as the padding on it was thick( just by feeling it) he noticed that I kept looking over at the sling and he said you like that. For the first time I went to say yes but it sounded like I started to slur my words and I was feeling really light headed and more horny than I had ever felt. He said you sure your ok you don't look good. I said I just feel a little light head and he said why don't you get in the sling here I will help you. As he helped me into the sling and I laid back he took my left wrist and put in the strap that was behind me and tightened it up and did the same to the right wrist but I didn't notice it at first as I was still feeling light headed and I wasn't really paying attention to him until he started to remove my pants as I went to stop him that's when I realized that he had strapped my wrist up and he continued to remove my pants and boxers off then he took my left leg and pulled it back til he thought it was in the right place and then did the same to my right leg as he put the straps on my ankles. After he was done I could feel that my ass was slightly lifted up and off the sling. I asked him what is he doing and he said that he had plans for me and that he wasn't a versatile bottom and that he likes to make guys think that he is and once he gets guys here he likes to get them high(he had told me the reason I feel the way I do is because he had put some G in my drink) and likes to have other guys come and use the guy he invited over. He said when he saw and read my profile that he waited to message me til he was sure that he could get a few guys he knew would be interested in using me. Then he said he had placed something on another site he belonged to and said that he would be hosting a new guy who wants to be used and that he likes big cocks and toys. He said that he was surprised by all the guys who were interested and most suggested that it would be even hotter that if the guy was feeling wild and piggy as he walked over to the table and opened up a black bag that was on the table and pulled out a bag that had something that was clear and crystal like and crushed it up and then he pulled out a needle and put some of that clear crystal like substance in the needle and then he put some water in it. After he shook it up for a minute or 2 and then he grabbed what I knew was a tourniquet and put it around my arm and tightened it up and just before he put the needle in my vein he said this should be good to start with as I noticed that he had about a .4 and once he saw the blood he said away we go as I watched him push the plunger down and just before he finished pushing what was in the needle I started to cough and this feeling I never experienced before started to take over my body. I felt this warm rushing feeling run threw my entire body and it felt like my asshole was on fire I literally could feel it pulsing and throbbing. He pulled the needle out and said how you feeling as he stood where my ass was and said you must be feeling good as I felt him start to rub my pulsing and throbbing hole and I couldn't stop him if I wanted to as my wrist were still strapped up. Then he went to his bag again and pulled out another needle but this one didn't have a needle on it and he filled it half way what I thought was water(but it was more G) then he put a little bit of lube on and in my hole as he stuck the needleless needle in my hole and I could feel my hole start to burn a little bit and he said it will only last a minute or 2 but It will make me feel really good I had already started to feel good from the slam he gave me but once that g started to kick in my only thought was to have my hole played with or fucked really good. He said that his friends will be here soon and that he had to go get ready as well then he walked behind me and put a blindfold on me and then he unstrapped one of my wrist and said you will need this it's a bottle of poppers. I was thinking why would I need poppers he said that he will be back soon. I heard him moving around and then I felt something wet in around my hole and whatever it was he made sure that there was plenty and then I heard the door open but right before he shut the door I heard this noise and felt something pushing against my hole as he said enjoy it and shut the door I couldn't believe he had not just left me like this and to top it all off he had lied to me and now I am so high and horny and I can't get away. Even though he unstrapped one of my wrist I couldn't reach my other wrist or my ankles to unstrapped them. And then whatever was pushed up against my hole had slowly starting to open and stretch my hole I took a hit from the poppers and I could feel my muscles in my hole start to relax and then whatever was going in my hole drew back. I put the poppers on my chest and took the blindfold off and when I looked down between my legs that were still pulled back I saw this big and thick dildo(one that I definitely was not use to playing with) and it was attached to a fucking machine and it started to push back in my hole as I started to moan then I heard the motor start to get a little louder as the machine seemed to go a little faster. This continued for about 15-20 minutes and I was so high and horny and the dildo was now going faster and deeper that unconsciously I started to move my hips back and forth meeting each fasting thrust and then my hips started to move up and down as well as back and forth, I never felt my hole being opened and stretched like that I was so into getting fucked by this big and thick dildo that was not only opening and stretching my hole up but now it's going in and out of my hole that I didn't even hear Chris come back into the room til he started talking and when I looked I saw him standing behind the fucking machine looking at my hole getting fucked fast and deep he said well it looks like your ready for the real thing as he stopped the machine moved it away and walked to the table opened the baggie up and pulled something out of it walked back to me and started to push 2 fingers in my hole and I felt some burning as his fingers slid out then he said my 3 friends should be here soon and they want you primed up and ready to get your holes used More to come soon
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So this story happened to me a couple of years ago and really helped solidify my love of getting bred and getting gangbanged. It all started when i was visiting New York city for the first time by myself. I had some family drama where I had finally come out and they basically disowned me, so instead of going home for the holidays I ended up going to NYC. While there I decided to visit the local gay bars/clubs to get a feel for everything. At the time I was pretty innocent, i had barely had sex and was still just coming to terms with being gay. Most of the bars I went too were pretty normal nothing crazy, maybe some with pictures of naked men on the walls but still nothing too insane. Then I met him, a tall muscular, blond guy must have been in his 30's (I was about 21-22 at the time). I noticed him and he noticed me and came over. Being super shy, I didn't really know how to talk to him and was stumbling all over myself. Suprisingly he found it very cute (which I believe is because he knew he was going to corrupt me). This handsome, musclar man was talking to me and I was putty in his hands. Eventually after a couple more drinks he asked me if I wasnted to hit up another bar with him, thinking nothing of it he took me into his arms and lead me to another bar. Walking in the first thing I found interesting was that they searched me and had a sign saying they were not liable for anything being stolen. The front of the bar was normal, but he had no intention of showing me the front. Unknown to me, the back was a dark room where men fucked to their hearts content and this man took me back there. At first I had no idea what was going on, i was in his arms being led into this pitch black back area. He whispered into my ear its ok. Then i heard it, the unmistakable sounds of sex and moaning. My eyes slowly got adjusted and I saw men just clustered around sucking and fucking. My heart rate increased and at first I tried to turn around to head back. But the guy had a firm grip on me and pushed me back. I felt my legs hit what must have been a table and my ass was leaning on it. The guy walked up grabbed me and turned me around, pushing me down onto the table. I tried to resist at first until I felt his weight on top of me. Whispering into my ear he told me that he knew i wanted this, that i was going to be his. To my suprise, I found deep down I was agreeing with him. Yes i was scared but more than that I was excited. I felt his hands start rubbing my crotch and I inadvertaly moaned. He pulled my pants down while I was still pushed on the table and I felt it. His hard cock pressed on my cheeks. He pushed on my back and began bent down and started to rim me. I started moaning more which drew the attention of other guys. As I was moaning a dick was shoved into my face, not really in the mood to suck I at first ignored it. My captor though had other plans. He got up and pulled my hair back, pain flared on my head. Open your mouth bitch, he said to me, to that cock. Now I was scared and didnt know what to do. He shoved my head into the other guys crotch and told me to suck again. This time i took his cock in my mouth and listened to him. Good boy he said as we rubbed his dick on my hole. I was about to complain when he grabbed my arms and shoved in. Pain shot through me, my ass felt like it was going to rip open. Im not sure how big he was but It felt like it was huge and i started to whimper. Please take it out, please it hurts. I asked and my captor just pushed in more. No lube just the little spit from his tongue he was fucking my innocent hole. He held me down so I couldnt resist and pounded away. This hole is mine now bitch, take that dick, im going to breed your hole. And thats when it really hit me that this guy was not only forcing his dick in me, he didnt have a condom. I tried to reisit more and get up but he just held me down fucking away. Suddenly I felt him push really deep and started grunting real loud, fuck yeah take that load take it bitch. I felt my insides getting warm and his dick twitching in me. A part of me was hurting and scared but a fire had been burning, my desire had started to form. Thinking this was over as he pulled out I thought ok now I can get up and get away. However my captor had other plans, he walked around the table still holding me down and offered my ass to the others in the room. Holding me down he said that my hole was open to be used. I was going to complain and so no, but something stopped me. I just couldnt say no, a part of me wanted more. Not long after another dick was shoved into my hole. This time it wasnt as bad, my captors lube helped out, and this time i actually was enjoying it. The second guy who i had no idea looked like was just fucking away grunting and moaning. Running his hands all over me as I was still being held down. My captor egging him on, telling him to breed me. He started to grunt and shot his load in me as well. Soon a line had formed, i felt one dick after another fuck me. For a good two hours my hole took a dick and I lost count of how many guys fucked me. By the end of it I was begging for more, asking for more loads. My captor no longer held me down, I willingly was offering my ass to people. At the end of the night the guy whispered into my ear I knew you were a little pig, I saw it when i first laid eyes on you, you will always want bare dick from now on. And he was not wrong.
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My name is Luke, I’m 18, and currently a senior in highschool. I’m 5’11 and pretty well proportioned I’d say, skinny but still slightly muscular. I’d like to get more built and work on my muscle mass but as much as I seem to try and I can’t gain much more. More on that later though, i also have a very attractive face and the trail of broken hearts and pussies to prove it. Now I’m no heartbreaker but I did cheat a couple time and I’ve also been told my dick is too big to handle for the few girls who I could convince to try sucking it. It’s only about 8 & 1/2 inches but it is a good thickness, I’m not super sure what’s the average size cause I’ve only seen bits and pieces of flaccid or hard cock in the locker rooms. I never intentionally grab a peak since that’s kinda gay, but it happens cause eyes wander and that’s only human nature. But I’ve heard that I have a pretty huge cock compared to my classmates, though flaccid we all kinda look the same size so I have to take girls’ word for it. So there is this one guy, a football player named Zach, who rumors say also has big a cock like mine and I’ve been trying to catch him with and accidental hard on just to size up the competition but no luck yet. Anyways, I bring up Zach because there is this cute girl, Penny, who is known to put out and since she just broke things off with Zach I know she’s available and can take my big cock. Even if it is Zach’s sloppy seconds. Now I’m just sitting in the back of math class for the last few minutes aching for the bell ring so I can go catch myself a new side piece and hopefully get laid. I am a virgin unfortunately but I’m hoping Penny will change that. I grabbed her some stuff as a present, some candy and a soda plus some make up, maybe that’ll help persuade her. Finally after the bell rings I rush to the main hallway on the back of the building cause I know that’s where exits the school usually and today was no different. “Hey Penny,” I said getting her attention and she came up to me. “What’s up Luke?” She replied. I dug her presents out of my bag and handed them to her, “These are all for you.” “For me? Thank you, but what did I do to deserve this?” She asked as I zipped up my back pack and put it on. “Well I was hoping you would meet me at Pep’s for dinner sometime this week?” She flashed me her cute little smile. Pep’s is one our local Pizza restaurants, one of the better ones. “Can I get back to you tomorrow? I have a test I need to study for tomorrow and it’s all I can think about.” She put her hand on my arm as she asked and I immediately started to chub up, thankfully I wore tight boxer briefs today instead of boxers. “No problem cutie -“ She cut me off as she started to walk away, “Sweet, I’ll see you tomorrow then!” And with that she was gone, I watched her butt pressing against her skirt as she walked away. Alright I guess since I have no plans this afternoon I should hit the school gym and see if any of my mates are there. When I get there I see Bradley and Connor, two of my basketball teammates. Bradley is blonde with a medium length hair cut and is slightly taller than me and just as fit but with a slightly larger body mass. Same for Conner except he has short black hair, and we all joke about Connor’s bubble butt. Honestly I don’t think mine is very far off from Connor’s, but he prances it around jokingly sometimes in the locker room cause he clearly likes the attention. Me, Bradley, and Connor do a work out routine with a couple sets until it’s about time to go. I filled them in on me asking out Penny as we walk into the locker room, Bradley playfully smacks my ass, “Atta boy!” He says and Connor replies, “She hasn’t even said yes yet bro don’t get too excited.” We all chuckled and then went to shower and change. Now our locker room has a different area for showering on the north and south end of the room. One leads to an open shower area and the other side has private cubicle showers, and guys tend to use either just depending on how busy or shy they are. I generally use the open showers if we’re showering as a team or only with teammates cause they’ve already seen it all, but when the open showers are even slightly preoccupied I like to use the cubicles. But today it was just us 3 in the showers so we kind of naturally drifted towards to group showers. We washed up, dried off, and changed clothes to head home. “Hey get that pussy tomorrow! Even if it is Zach’s sloppy seconds” Bradley said as they were starting to leave, “Oh shut up Bradley! You’re not wrong but who are you to talk when you are known to swoop in for the rebound, don’t make me count the number of chicks I’ve been with before you!” “I’m just joking,” Bradley said backing off, “Plus maybe they broke up cause she didn’t want to do it with him?” Bradley suggested. “Don’t get his hopes up dude,” Connor said then turned to me, “Just treat her to a nice night even if she doesn’t put out, maybe she needs another date or two, if she even goes out with you that is.” “I know, I know, I know… I’ll talk to you guys tomorrow.” I finish the conversation and we all head our separate ways home but I can’t stop thinking about Penny’s ass against her skirt. Once I get home I go immediately to my room and lock the door, I sit at my desk chair and pull out my aching member. It’s starting to feel full in my hand as I start to pump, the vain on the side pushing up a bit, and the head starts to enlarge. I grab my balls with my other hand and start to massage them, imagine it was Penny’s tongue. I shoot my load onto my shirt right away. I change shirts and head down stairs to see what’s for dinner. My dad just brought home dinner, perfect timing I just blew a load after working out so I was hungry enough to eat a horse. He told me to find me brother and tell him dinner was here. It’s just my brother, dad, and I, my mom walked out on us when I was young due to a drug addiction. We don’t need her though, we’re a happy little family on our own. I go up to my brothers door, across the hall from mine, and knock on it firmly, then yell “Dad’s home with dinner!” “Come in,” I hear faintly from the other side of the door. I open the door and see my sleepy brother leaning up in bed, must’ve taken a nap after work. His brown head having been styled all messy by his nap, and I could’ve sworn there was a faint outline of a hardon but I wasn’t trying to find out. I didn’t mean to peak, big dicks just run in the family, growing up I’ve seen my brother and dad naked a few times. “Hurry up, we’re not gonna wait for you,” I say turning to leave. “What’s for dinner,” he calls after me. I called back, “Fried chicken,” as I headed back down the stairs to the kitchen where I find my dad. My dad is 39, he and my mom had my brother when they were 18, making my brother now 21. My dad was doing well for a single father, if he was stressed he did a good job of never showing it. He was always caring but he was firm when he wanted to be, me and my brother weren’t always the best but we’ve had to grow up faster since our mom walked out of the picture. Tall, with very short but healthy brown hair, broad shoulders and big arms to compliment them, my dad was a construction worker, or at least something like that. I’ve never really cared for the details, but he’s in the sun all day lifting heavy things so he’s gained a bit of muscle and a tan over the years. He also has a short beard, which he trims often because he says he doesn’t like how it feels when it grows out. After we all eat dinner I help clean up and head back up to my room. I debate about jerking out another load but decide against it and hit the hay. The next day went by as normal by I felt like Penny was avoiding me all day so before the last period i knew I had to track her down in-between periods. When I finally found her she was standing outside in the hall during passing period almost like she was waiting for me. She seemed to be in a good mood and she caught me at a good time cause there’s really no one in this corner of the school except for a few classes. “Hey there,” she said shyly. “Hey there-“ she cut me off again. “Hold out your hand, quick!” I did and she placed her wadded up wet panties in my hand. “So hot,” I said brazenly taking a sniff. “I’d like it if you’d put them in your mouth,” she didn’t have to say another word I shoved them in my mouth and savored the flavor, rolling it around in my mouth. I tucked her panties away and we arranged to meet tonight at Peps. “I’ll see you later, we’re gonna have fun!” Little did I know by we, she didn’t mean me. “Oh…” she said as she then gave me a smile that made me weak in the knees, “and wear those panties tonight, if you don’t I’ll know you’re no fun.” She left abruptly after that leaving me dumbfounded, wear her panties? If I do this for her she must be about to do some freaky shit for me! Later that night I arrived at peps like planned, Penny looking cute as hell in the booth alone. When I joined her she gave me a look and I knew what it meant. I flashed her the waistband on the bright red panties I was wearing under my jeans. Felt weird but kinky, I wasn’t completely hating it. After chatting for a bit she suggests we go for a drive so I take her to one of my favorite make out spots but she claims to know a better place so I follow her lead. When we get there I ask if she wants to move to the back seat and she agrees and moves to get out of the car to go around, I’m moving through the inside of the car when I hear the car door opposite of Pennys’ side open. Then I feel a thump on my head and BLack Out I wake up tied to a tree, my ass is so sore, it feels wet too. So does my face now that I think about it. I quickly break free of the loose ties and quickly make my way home. Lucky my car was left alone but Penny was nowhere to be found. I tried calling her, but she only picked up for a second to say “Thanks for such a great night, wear those panties again tomorrow and I promise you a big surprise!” Then she hung up. I don’t know what else to do but start driving home. On the way home my ass starts leaking through my panties and through my pants. (Yes I’m still wearing them what else am I supposed to do) I get home, take a shower, and jump into bed my mind pondering what my surprise could be. It was a surprise alright. Zach was waiting for me to arrive at school, how could I have expected this. Zach approaches me while we’re still in the parking lot. “Yo shithead,” he says trying to intimidate me, “You’re brave showing your face so soon.” I try to respond “Wha-“ but I’m cut off as Zach shoves me to the ground, by now everyone around is watching but no one is helping. “You’ll be lucky if you ever get laid again.” He says towering above me, some of his friends/goon start to show up during all our commotion. “Dude. For real I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I try to explain. He lowers his voice so only we can hear. “I’ll make it real easy for you to understand. No girl is ever gonna want a panty wearing fag.” Then he looks behind me and says, “Isn’t that right babe?” Penny walks up from somewhere behind me. “Not only that babe, but he already sucked your cum off my panties.” My world stopped. Penny was still with Zach, I had been setup. I had put Zach cum in my mouth. I was wearing the panties just like Penny had asked but I thought it would get me into her pants. Now they all know I’m wearing panties and I’m on the ground trying not to cry as I feel my social life slip away. One of Zach’s close friend, Chris, offered his hand to help me up, I took it reluctantly. When he pulled me up he kept me within earshot to hear him whisper “Meet me in the woods behind the bleachers after school.” I never got the chance to respond because Zach started to talk. Zach said they wouldn’t tell anyone as long as I do what they say. Never clarifying what it is he’s gonna have me doing. After that Zach and his goons kind of all looked at each other for a second confirming they did what they came to do, then they filtered out and towards their first class. Leaving me nothing but a puddle of questions and nerves. Surprisingly the day goes by like normal, until the school day ends and I have to go meet Chris, or who knows what he might say. The second he sees me underneath the bleachers he whips his cock out, wasting no time he says, “Suck my dick you panty wearing fag. And take your shirt and pants off.” I was appalled, “No way in hell!” “Fine then I guess you want me to tell everyone what a-“ “Fuck you,” I cut him off knowing I had no choice here. I stripped to only my panties, feeling slightly vulnerable under the bleachers where anyone could come over and see if it were busy. He pushed me to my knees, “It’s not gonna suck itself.” I slowly moved my face towards it, so meaty and I can smell it now. He picks it up and beats it against my face a few times not letting me recoil away. “Open your mouth,” I obey slowly but surely enough as soon as I’m open wide enough I taste my first dick. “Lick it.” I started to move my tongue up and down the shaft. It slowly slides into my mouth and he starts facefucking me. He’s holing my head on his dick as I’m gagging. After a bit he starts to shoot his load down my throat, but let’s me up for air as he’s still shooting so it lands on my face. He rubs it in with his dick. “What do you say whore?” “Fuck you,” I spat. “Bad whore.” He said in a serious tone. He picked up my shorts and shirt and said, “Good luck without these then!” And took off before I could stop him. “Wait!! What am I supposed to do!?” But he was gone and I was alone with a face covered in cum and the only thing I had on was a red pair on panties. Soon Zach stepped under the bleachers, ‘Fucking hell,’ I think to myself, ‘Fuck this guy.’ “On your knees slut.” I had no choice but to comply. He doesn’t waste a second pulling out his massive dick. “You’re already acting like a good little cum whore aren’t you?” “Dude I just want my clothes-“ SMACK! Instantly I felt pain on my face, he had slapped me. “I said you’re acting like a good little cumdump aren’t you?” I only nodded yes quietly, “Speak up whore!” “I’m a good cumdump,” I utter. “Call me sir, and try again.” So I try again, “I’m a good cumdump sir.” He bouncing his dick on my face for a few minutes. I think he just loves the power he has over me right now. “Open your mouth and close your eyes. I’m not gonna tell you twice.” He demands. His dick now almost fully hard I was scared, the rumors were true. His dick looked easily 9-10 inches. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth while mentally preparing for what was to come. But suddenly my face and mouth were getting hit by load after load. He was cumming!! After a few shots in my mouth at the end he simply said, “Swallow slut.” And started to walk away, I swallowed. Then opened my eyes only to see Chris handing Zach a phone and then throwing my clothes towards me. I gather my clothes and leave my pride, as I try to get to a bathroom as quickly as possible. It was out of my hands from then on, I was powerless and didn’t realize just how much this would change my life.
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If you wanne read the first part, the beginning of the storie you have to go to the link below. It was banned here because it had some straight sex in it. So i start the story from part 2. I hope you will enjoy it
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Hi so I’m not rlly sure how to put this so I’m just gonna be straight forward..for a while I’ve these ideas and fantasies of being forced by a older big belly white chub man or bear and having my hole taken by him. no one knows this aside from a guy or two I’ve spoken to online but I got forced to suck cock by a older chub man a few months ago. and that feeling of being forced turned me o a lot although I was scared somewhat. Would any of you older big belly men like to chat with me?..
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Any group sex or bb top up for some rough domination sex in or around Manchester?
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Hey there. Lookin for a scene involving some "forced" chemming, blindflold, tied up, slings, trimix, possibly some public bondage play to glory holes at z. fuckin sadistic pigs apply... forced smoke, milking, venus2000, ball stretch, pumping, multiple forced orgasms, gas mask, breath control, sensory deprivation, sling, z, unable to escape, hole stretching, mind fuck, captured, prisoner, used, cum cow, reds, cigars, group, fisting, big toys, pumping, big fuckin slams
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Hey Everyone, I am a 30 year old bottom. I'm 5'7, 175lbs broad shoulders, big legs and big ass. Im also hairy and bearded. I've spent countless hours jerking off to rough sex stories on this site (forced, rape, unconsious, etc etc). I really want to experience this with a guy(s). Looking for someone to have all the power, daring who wants to push limits and take what he wants. Im into getting physical id like to end up with some bruises, aches and pains after. I am hoping to find someone I can trust as this can be dangerous and I want to be well once he is done with me. Just bruised, used and abused. I ve met a few "dom tops" in the past, but the ones ive met talked a big game in chat and its a different story when I see them in person. Hoping this time is different. Cheers!
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She Knows I have a fairly hyperactive immune system… I have autoimmune issues, which are a common complication of Klinefelter’s Syndrome (47, XXY). But on the plus side, I don’t get colds, like ever. And even with all the guys that have dumped their bare loads in my tight pussy, I’ve never gotten an STI - at least not that I know of. And that’s good… because there have been at least 3 times (that I know of) that I’ve had a poz load shot into my tight hole. All 3 times, the guy wouldn’t say anything (and I *never* ask first as a rule - I need that risk), until they’re about to unload in me… then they will say something like “here comes my poz load you fat slut”… or “does my poz seed feel good in your pussy, whore?” One time, this hot guy was just fucking me soooo hard… I was being used… if people we’re watching they might think I was being raped (and believe me, I know what rape is… but that’s another story). The way this guy slammed into me, forcing himself so deep into my bare cunt, with so much force, brought back memories of how I was used by my uncle and dad growing up. His buddy was roughly fucking my throat, and he’s holding my wide hips as he just keeps pounding me as hard as he can. His buddy keeps forcing poppers on me, and I’m just in heaven - floating on a cloud of debauched pleasure. Suddenly, there’s a knock at the booth door. The guy in my mouth throws open the booth door without missing a beat, and a guy outside grabs it, and shoved something under the door to keep it open. Now there are 4 or 5 guys in the hall jerking off as they watch me get spit roasted hard by these two guys. The guy in my mouth grabs the chain that’s clamped to my fat tits and pulls… HARD. My nipples are already sore from not pumping my milk before I got here. I try to scream around his big cock, but can’t even get any air. The pain in my tits runs right down my spine. It’s intense and exquisite (my body was taught from an early age to view pain as pleasure). I struggle for air; this moment seems to go on forever, the lack of oxygen intensifying my pain and pleasure. Just then, he grunts and starts unloading, his cock head pushing at the back of my throat and filling my belly with his hot seed. He says to his friend as he pumps down my throat… “FUCK yeah this dumb slut can suck cock… you ready to knock up the fat slut?” The guy in my pussy says, “Oh FUCK yesssss… I’m gonna make this stupid fat cumslut pregnant!” His animalistic grunts are followed by his hard cock starting to twitch in my cunt. His friend pushes me back hard against him to make sure I can’t get away. Suddenly, he says, “You want my POZ load, don’t you, you dumb fucking white trash whore?!” I’m high from the poppers and lack of air, and his friend is forcing me back against him… I couldn’t speak if I wanted to… his friend’s cock still hard in my throat even after he came.. The guys in the hall are stroking furiously, cheering him on. “Fuck yeah knock that slut up”; “rape that fat cunt”; “give the slut what she wants”. One guy stays out in the hall, looking around them back in as he strokes. The other two come into the booth and get on either side of me… I feel the guy in my pussy tense up. His friend puts his hand on my throat and squeezes, and says, “Show everyone what a fucking filthy slut you are, you stupid fat cow…” I look in the hall quickly and see two more guys jerking off and recording with their phones… I just push my hips back hard and squeeze my pussy muscles to try to milk the cock in me while I stare blankly into the cameras…any judgment I once had long ago replaced by the depths of depravity I’m being forced towards. His friend notices me pushing back and says, “Look at this bitch beg for poz seed! What a nasty fucking slut!” I feel him suddenly tense again and I push back one more time; I feel the first rope of his (potentially) dirty seed splash my cunt wall.. just then, his friend yanks the clamps from my fat udders… my eyes roll back and tears streak down my face… the two guys on either side of me from the hallway add to my tears, spraying their loads all over my face and trying to hit my swinging milk jugs, which a few shots manage to do… My poz stud spurts rope after rope of his dirty seed into my womb.. I’m crying and covered in strangers’ cum… I’m sooo fucking high I don’t ever want to come down… I take every drop of his seed in my tight pussy… my eyes are blurry from tears… The guy in the hall walks in jerking and recording with his phone… he puts it close to my face and temporarily turns on the flash, blinding me while making sure there’s no doubt who is getting this… my eyes were rolling and must have been bloodshot because he says, “Look how high this bitch is!” I can’t even speak because the guy’s friend has one hand on my neck now and one over my mouth and nose. He allows my nose to open momentarily, and as I try to suck air in, they both hold a bottle of poppers to each nostril. My attempt to inhale oxygen just pushes me higher and higher as the poppers flood my big Italian nose. I feel the pressure in my fat tits release as they start spraying milk on the floor of the booth… the last guy hands his phone to one of the other guys to keep recording, and slips behind me… as the guy who just dumped his poz seed in me pulls out, this guy slams his big dick right in my wet pussy… This triggers a huge orgasm from me. My girlcock shoots my cum all over the floor… I try to lower myself down to the floor, but the two other guys in front hold me so I can’t move… the guy inside me says he’s gonna cum in my freshly pozzed cunt… The realization that I’m being raped by these five guys pushes me down to the depths of decadence that I seek out, and I cum again… my eyes roll, and I’m force fed another big Italian nose full of poppers… they push me back against him as I spray the floor again with cum and milk. My mind goes blank. My eyes glass over. This is the feeling I seek out over and over. When strangers have the guts to force a mindbreak… I will do anything… I’m floating; time slows to a standstill; I can barely hear the guy in the booth who’s recording me now narrating, something like… “she’s about to get her last poz load!” I’m stunned by the realization that they’re all together… I took a poz load down my throat, one in my cunt, and got two sprayed all over my face and tits. The last guy finally unloads, pumping his load even deeper inside me as I’m held there, forced by this poz rape gang… his words swirl around in my mind… I AM a dumb fat white trash cumslut… I AM a stupid whore… and now, I’m a poz rape slut. And I want more. I need more. My neck is squeezed, my mouth is covered, my nostrils are pinched closed… a final, airless orgasm wracks my abused body, destroying me. They all let go of me as I slump onto the floor of the filthy booth… down into my own puddles of cum and milk. I pass out. I am finally shook awake. As my eyes focus, I can feel a tight pussy wrapped around my girlcock, and someone bouncing on me as I lie on my back on the floor of the booth. My eyes finally focus enough to see that the cute young girl from the front counter - who’s young enough to be my daughter easily - is bouncing on me, her sweet little tits jiggling as she does. I watch her alternate between her cigarette and the leftover bottles of poppers strewn across the dirty floor of the booth. The booth smells of cum and sweat and piss… and so do I. After I passed out they must have pissed on me… further degrading me. I’m sure they laughed at me as they all recorded me getting drenched with their golden streams. The girl leans down and whispers in my ear, “I’m sooo fucking high right now…” as her little body bounces on top of me. She moves down to my tits and starts to suck on them; when my milk squirts into her mouth, she moans and starts to bounce faster, impaling herself on my big thick girlcock. It suddenly occurs to me that when the booth doors are open, the security cameras in the hallways can see in. She saw the whole thing. She watched as 5 men raped me into unconscious bliss. And now her tiny pussy is trying to milk the last of my cum from my balls. The thought of this young girl watching the whole time pushes me close; I reach up and grab her little tits. I take a puffy nipple in each hand, realizing how young they make her look. I yank them down as hard as I can, impaling her on me. I feel the momentary resistance of her cervix as I push through… And I erupt… I force myself up, pushing as far into this little slut’s cervix as I can, and I fill her womb with every last drop of cum I have left. My tits explode and she leans down and nurses from them as I breed her. She starts to shake as her orgasm takes over. She screams, “YESSS KNOCK ME UP!” as her body convulses on top of me. As the wave passes, she collapses on top of me. Eventually, she picks her head up and whispers in my ear, “I’m not on birth control…” I whisper back, “they pozzed me.” She looks into my eyes and smiles. She knows.
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Hi im sam 20 5 foot 6 blonde, im a virgin but so horny to explore some dirty kinky things im looking for a daddy who wants to help me live my fantasy and explore. i arrive at daddys, as i walk in the door he hands me a big drink and tells me to neck it which i do immediately, as soon as i put the glass down daddy grabs me and strips me naked forcefully " im gonna fuck you and take your virginity boy and make u mine " then laughs and slams me with t in my arm instantly my whole bodys tingling and im really high. Daddy says " i just slammed u with a big dose of T And ur drink was full of G ur gonna be helpless boy". Daddy drags me to his room and makes me deepthroat his huge cock whilst im kneeling on the floor barely with it cus im so high. Daddy pulls his cock out of my mouth grabs me and ties me down to the bed with my legs over my head very tight. Daddy gets on top of me lines his cock up and thrusts me hard naking me scream in pain and pleasure he pounds me hard for a bit then holds me down and says " im poz boy im converting you with my toxic load" i beg him not to but he floods my hole. Thats part 1
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Long time reader of the forums, felt inspired to write a small thing of my own. Posted a shorter version originally on my Bdsmlr @Cuckyou. First time writing, hope you enjoy. 😉 (If the images are in violation, or need to be taken down, let know and I gladly will). ======= It was so sweet when our anniversary came around. I had asked my boyfriend of a few years if he was willing to do anything for me. After the romantic dinner, night out, how could he say no? He looked me in the eyes and said he would do anything. I tried to hide the smirk that slowly crept up on my face. "Can you bottom for me tonight?" I asked, knowing that he was too into the lovey-dovey mood to say now. "Sure." He said, kissing me softly on the forehead. After he finished preparing himself, I threw myself at him. Bent him over the bed, ate his delicious untouched tight hole (since he's a top, and rarely bottoms for me). Even licked at his balls while under him, making sure he got sufficiently horny. "Can we be kinky today babe? After all this cute stuff today, nothing would turn me on than to treat you like a whore." He looked at me curiously, but his arousal betrayed him and he agreed. I nearly wet myself at the thought of what would happen next. Thankfully he was flexible enough to not mind when I bound his wrists to his ankles, spread eagle on the edge of the bed. "Oh baby that feels so good, eat my slutty hole," he said, getting into the "roleplay." Little did he know that this was going to be much more real than expected. I tongue fucked his innocent hole, prepping it for the fun. "Alright baby I hope you enjoy your anniversary present," I said, pulling out a cock cage and a gag. "What is all that?" He said, curiosity turning into concern. "It's so that you keep you fucking voice down while I do what I asked earlier: Treating you like a fucking whore." My aggressive tone, along with the fact that I quickly locked his cock in caused him to become more resistant. "What the fuck babe!" He began to struggle, but to no avail. After some minutes I was able to get the gag in his mouth and there he was, my little soon-to-be cumdump boyfriend. I snapped some photos of him (neck down of course, I wasn't that much of an asshole) and posted them on BBRT for some hungry tops to come around. My boyfriend tried pleading with me through his gag while I spent the next half an hour working my fingers in and out of his hole, loosening up his boy pussy. He groaned and thrashed around, trying to break free but all it did was drive my fingers deeper and deeper into his tight top hole. "You sure you're not meant to be a bottom baby? You look like you're enjoying this." And although his angry glare made him seem angry, his caged cock was leaking precum all over his stomach. I made sure to lovingly scoop it up and work that into his hole too. I'm a good boyfriend after all, I want him to be a comfortable stupid whore. When the first guy arrived, a malicious smirk grew on his face as well. "Damn man, I knew you said on the ad that your boyfriend is into whoring roleplays, but he seems really mad. Sure he's up for this?" I smiled back innocently. "Oh yes, he gets really into roleplay. He's nasty fucking slut." With that, the dude began to disrobe to reveal a massive uncut cock, still a bit soft at 6". I grew ravenous. I left my bound boyfriend on the bed and went on my knees in front of the new alpha. "Can I help you get started?" He looked down at me, amused. "Go ahead." I worshipped his cock (making sure that I was still at a good angle for my boyfriend to watch me suck off this stranger on our anniversary). The precum was salty, but delicious. I think maybe the betrayal and lying added to the flavor. After getting our visitor's cock nice and erect at a meaty 8", I made sure to build up a good wad of precum and saliva in my mouth. "Wait here," I was able to gurgle out, while I moved back to my boyfriend who grew tired of resisting. He looked up at me with pleading eyes. Oh how I would love this. I drooled out the mixture of cum and saliva over his eyes, acting as a liquid blindfold. I moved down to his ears and said, "HIs cock is massive baby. If you want to enjoy this as much as I am, you're gonna need to be a little popper whore for me okay? I love you much baby. Now take deep hits." I flipped him on his stomach, still spread eagle, and held up a bottle to his nose. He could only sob and take as many hits as I forced him. With that, the popper rush took over and with some difficulty, he was pounded for a good hour by the bull until his cunt was creamed. I thanked the bull for his time and massaged by boy's used hole with my fingers. "You did great baby, now only a few more hours to go." My boyfriend raised his head to look at me with glossy, poppered eyes and laid it back down to rest. In that moment, I knew he gave up. And how did the night end? I ended up having to moderate and hold his poor head up for poppers every few minutes in order to keep him relaxed. Poor boy seemed like he was beginning to get sore after the 3rd anonymous cock flooded his cunt. "You're doing great baby this is so hot. I love this anniversary present." I kissed his ball gag which was covered in his saliva and tears from all the crying and popper gooning. He had a long night ahead of him. At least another dozen loads until his mind was broken and I could enjoy fucking his sloppy pussy myself. Love you baby.
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