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I was in Houston Texas for work in 2009 for several weeks throughout the year. I used to frequent the adult theaters being a good little cock whore allowing anyone to breed me. The filthier the place the better. The filthier the men the better. Then came the day. I was staying in center city at a nice hotel and went running after work one night in my skimpy running shorts. I was to meet a friend in memorial park but to get there I had to run along an old water runoff canal. It was very overgrown and crossed under several highways over passes. I was running along and came to the highway over pass and there were tons of beer bottles, drug stuff and several old mattresses laying in the dirt. I stopped for a bit surveying the area and then ran on through to meet my friend. We ran a few miles at the park and then ended up talking on a park bench until dusk. Crap I said that I had to get back before it got dark. He offered to drive but I told him I’d be ok. I began to run back on the path and when I came to the area I could hear men talking. It was a homeless guy hangout for the night to stay out of the rain and weather. I walked up slowly and they all froze thinking I was a cop of something. They were smoking weed, doing drugs and drinking and I just turned my head and walked through. A few of them whistled at me and called me hot. I got past them, started to run and when I turned the corner back onto the trail I ran smack dab into a large black man taking a piss in the bushes. He turned around holding his massive cock in his hand. I didn’t say a word but looked down and stared. He laughed and said if I stared to long I might as well suck it. I got flustered and ran off back to my hotel. In the shower, all I could think about was his cock and struggled with the thoughts about going back. The fear of it all. I climbed into bed and started to jerk off but could not get it off my mind. I had enough so I got up and put my running cloths back on. Grabbed a small flashlight at the drug store and headed back in to the trail. As I approached the area I saw them all sitting around. I was timidly walked out in front of them and just stood there paralyzed with fear. Finally, they noticed me and the black guy came over and said “look what we have here, you shouldn’t have come back boy”. With that 6 other guys surrounded me and ripped my clothes off, bent me over and before I could say no, I had a cock shoved down my throat and one up my ass. I tried to get away but the big black guy grabbed my hair and dragged me to the mattress. He shoved a whisky bottle in my mouth and told me to swallow several gulps…my stomach was now on fire. He began to shove his cock down my throat balls deep until I was gasping for breath. Then he pulled out and shoved the whiskey bottle in my mouth again. The whole place began to spin. I could barely stand and when I tried to run away I just stumbled and fell. They dragged me back to the dirt and several stood around me. I thought they wanted me to suck them but then I guy went balls deep down my throat and began to piss. It was injected down my throat and I could do nothing but swallow it. All of it. Then he threw me back to the ground and two guys began to piss all over me as they laughed. I got really sick and stumbled away to puke my guts up in the bushes. When I was finally dry heaving they grabbed my legs and dragged me back to the mattress, held my legs open and raped me over and over. Violently and I was too weak to resist. Then one guy pulled me on top of him and had his cock inside me. I felt another man come up behind me. OMG he was going to fuck my ass as well. His cock slid in alongside the other guys and I thought my ass was going to tear. I cried out in pain but soon my piss soaked under wear were shoved in my mouth. I could feel every thrust as they bred me over and over. All of them. I began to black out after 6 or 7 guys. I came in and out of consciousness. I woke up the next morning to guy’s pissing on me to wake me. I shot up from the burning in my eyes and tried to stand but something really hurt inside me. Holy fuck there was something inside me. Something very large. They all laughed and just said “this buds for you”. I waddled off and tried to force it out. It hurt like hell. I stuck my finger in and felt the bottom of a beer bottle. OMG they shoved an entire beer bottle up my ass until my ass collapsed around it. Finally, I just grinned and pushed it out. When it popped out and on the ground all sorts of bloody cum leaked out of my now destroyed gaping ass. I had no way of holding it back. I cleaned myself up as best I could and walked back to the hotel in piss soaked cloths all covered in dirt. Vowing to never do that again. The only problem is I went back the next trip, and the trip after that.
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This is a 4 part story. It's a sequel to "Sold To My Teacher", so it would be good if you read that first. PART 1 It was late at night and I hadn't gotten a slut to suck my cock at that damn party, so I decided to go home. Since I started living alone, I had fucked a woman a day in the apartment, but today was not my lucky day. I was already totally drunk, so they weren't very interested. I left the club around four in the morning and walked to a taxi stand. My fucking cell phone was dead, so I couldn't order an Uber. There was a taxi stand a few blocks away, so the walk would be good to sober up a little bit. I was almost there when I decided to cut my way down a dark street. The place looked empty, so there was no danger in passing that way. Besides, I'm a six-foot-tall guy, no one usually messes with me. At least that's what I thought. I was halfway down the street when that white van appeared out of nowhere and skidded to a stop beside me. The men who descended from it were wearing masks and they had guns. Holly fuck. "Put up your hands and walk backwards to the wall!" one of them yelled. "Please don't hurt me", I asked. “You can take my cell phone and my money; I don't have anything else.” "Hurry up, do as he say", shouted another man. There were four of them and they were armed while I was alone and about to piss my pants. I did as he asked and walked towards the wall of a shed with my eyes closed. There were no houses on the street, just businesses that were empty at this hour. There was no one to help me there. I had only taken a few steps when one of the men grabbed me from behind. He squeezed my arms tightly and pressed his body to mine. Something was poking my ass, but I didn't know if it was a gun or if he was horny. I opened my eyes, but all I saw was a rag coming towards my nose. I tried to resist, but there was some strange substance in it. My body lost its senses until I finally lost consciousness completely. I woke up with a huge headache. It was dark, but it took me a while to realize I was blindfolded. Someone held a reeking pot under my nose. "Wake up, Sleeping Beauty", the man said. A few laughs echoed through the room and I could see that it wasn't just the four men from the van there. I tried to ask where I was, but my tongue was rough, too dry, so my voice sounded weird. "Easy, easy," said the man closest to me. “In a little while you'll understand everything, so calm down.” I tried to get up, but it felt like I had my fists and legs trapped somehow. When I moved, the whole world swayed, as if I were in a hammock. It made my head hurt even more and a sick feeling washed over me. "I think he's ready now", said another man, whom I recognized as one of those in the van because of his voice. The man closest to me pulled away, making wind towards me with his quick movement. The air that hit my body showed that I was completely naked, just the way I came into this world. My legs were lifted high and, by the swing, I was strapped into a sling. Shit, those guys were going to rape me.
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It was a warm sunny day and Damian was hanging around in the park. Damian is a hot looking lean muscular skaterboy that just turn 18 last month. At school he had enough girls hanging around him and he fooled around with several of them, but it never resulted in sex. Maybe because he didn’t know if he liked the idea of fucking a pussy. Damian had a good view on the basketball court where 2 hot muscular black guys shooting hoops. They are only wearing sneakers and shorts so Damian has a perfect view on the sweating glistening on their body. Both are hot but one of them get Damian attention; a young stallion (around 23), firm jaw line, and a lean but muscular body. The stallions shorts hang low around his waist so Damian can see the perfect V-lines and not a sixpack but an eightpack. Without realising Damian begins to massage his crotch and start to daydream. Damian was ‘dreaming’ so long that he didn’t register that the guys stopped balling and that the stallions friend left. Then he was awoken out of his trance by a loud “Ey”. He look right at the man of his dreams standing in front of him. “If you like what you see, and if you want to see more… follow me!” said the stallion and walked away. Damian was confused but the horny feeling and his curiosity was strong. He followed the hot black guy out of the park and to a warehouse. They arrive at door with a sign above it saying ‘The Lair’ and a small sign on the door saying ‘Private XXX club. Non-members on invite only’. He rang the bell and a guy opened the door. “Hey Liam, come in… you brought a new face i see?” said the guy. Liam nodded and went inside and without hesitating Damian followed. They entered a hall with a ‘coat-check’. “Two special Gatorade’s please!” says Liam to the guy behind the counter. The guy hands him two bottles and Liam passes one to Damian and say “It’s so hot outside”. Damian thanks Liam and start gulping down the ‘special’ drink. “Damn you’re thirsty!” says Liam smiling, “Ever been at a club like this?” asks Liam. “No! To be honest i don’t have much sexual experience except fooling around with a few girls” replies Damian. “But curious otherwise you wouldn’t follow me without hesitation” says Liam whilst giving Damian a wink. Damian starts blushing. “No worries dude! I will explain everything. To start… You need to drop off all your clothing here… in this club everyone is nude… this way you can see exactly want someone has to offer” says Liam. “I hope you’re not shy” continues Liam as he start to take off his shoes. Then he drops his shorts and Damian looks with amazement at the semi-hard huge cock dangling between his legs. Damian excitement start to grow again and he starts to take of his cloths. He didn’t realise that his cock already reacted to all the excitement so when he dropped his short his hard 7” cock sprang forward. “Second rule is that you need to take a shower so follow me” said Liam as he walked towards a dimly lighted room. Both of them jumped under a shower and the warm water starts flowing over their bodies. Damian begins to feel a bit lightheaded and drowsy. Liam sees this and grabs the boy and holds him in his strong muscular arms. “Feels good huh?” whispered Liam in Damians ears. Damian replies with a small moan. “As a unexperienced boy it’s good to be a bit relaxed.. makes cleaning easier” tells Liam. Liam then calls for some help and a young guy walks inside with a hose and a bucket. He attaches the hose to a tap and lubes up the other end before shoving it deep in Damian’s ass. Damian shrieks in pain. Then the young guy opens the tap and Damians ass begins to fill up with water. Damian starts moaning and tries to get loose but Liam tightens it’s grip and whispers “Relax and it will be over soon!”. After half a minute the young guy pulls out the hose. A torrent of water comes out Damian’s ass and in to the bucket. He repeats this several times until the water that comes out is clear. Then the young guy gets out a big syringe (without a needle) filled with a special mixture and shoots the contents deep in Damians ass. Damian moans that his ass starts to burn. “Stop your moaning!” said Liam strict. After both are dried off he leads Damian into a new room with a big bed in a middle and several slings and fuckbenches surrounding it. There are at least 8 twinks occupying several slings and benches whilst being used by a muscular guy. Damian sees that these guys are either black or latino, whilst all twinks are white. Liam puts Damian in the middle of the room on the bed. Damian begins to feel warm and he mind begin to rage. The sounds of fucking and moaning start to fuck with his brain. He begins to feel more hornier than he ever felt before and he lets himself fall back on the bed. His ass starts to twitch and itch uncontrollably. He pulls up one leg to try and reach it with his hand. He rams two fingers inside and begins to massage his ass to relief the feeling. This doesn’t have enough effect so he adds a third finger and starts to work his virgin ass open. Liam looks at Damian and says “Yeah boy… get in there!”. Damian twists and turnes in all manners to try to add another finger but without succes. “Shall i help you and fill your hungry hole” asks Liam. Damian nodded fierce. Liam puts the boys legs on his shoulders and moves into place behind the boy. He then moves his upper body forward and on top of Damian. His body weight is pinning the boy down. Then Damian feels something big and slippery poking his asshole. It’s the semi-hard cock of Liam. “My huge 13 inch cock is going to fill your virgin hole… RAW… And i will fuck you so hard that your ass will stay wide open” says Liam with a dirty. “And i will breed your ass with my cum… over and over and over… and you can’t do anything about it!” Liam concludes. The T that Damian got in his ass in the shower begins to take over his mind, but the words that this hung stallion said also strike fear inside this virgin. Damian begins to struggle and tries to wiggle out from under Liam. Without effect. Liam starts laughing because this is exactly what he wants because he gets turned on when boys try to resist. Slowly his cock starts filling up with blood and the growing cock begins to push against the boys virgin hole. Damian feels his ass getting stretched more and begins moaning and pleading Liam to stop! This turns on Liam more and he starts oozing pre-cum whilst his cock grows bigger and harder. The stress on the Damians ass gets bigger and bigger until it gives way. The boy cries out as the 13 inch cock begins to move deeper inside. After 5 minute and 10 inches Liam feels a new obstruction; the secondary internal sphincter. “NO TIME FOR THIS!” grunts Liam. He pulls out for 80% and rams his cock inside, but without effect. He repeats this again and at the third time it gives way and Liam is balls deep inside the ‘virgin’ ass. Damian screams out in pain and begins to spasme uncontrollably. The both sphincters contract sending Liam over the edge and with a loud grunt he starts to unload his first batch of cum deep inside the boy. When Damian starts to relax again Liam begins fucking the boys ass, picking up the pace with each stroke. Damian moans load while getting his ass fucked non-stop. After 45 minutes and 4 loads Liam pulls out leaving an wide open hole that starts oozing cum. HOT ENOUGH FOR A NEXT CHAPTER???
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I met Jessica at the bar, I could tell she was a little shy and lacked confidence, but she had splendid features and a smoking body. I started hitting on her, her friends told her to stay away from me but once I got her attention, she had little choice. I soon had her coming over to my place and it did not take me long to get her into bed and to take her virginity. Over the course of the next few weeks, I would fuck her daily and then send her home. This was all part of her training, slut training. I only used her after work and after I came inside her I would send her home. I had plans for her this Friday and asked her to go on a date. She quickly said yes, and Friday she came over and let me breed her and then she went home to get ready for our date. I told her to come back at 9 PM and just before at 8:55 she arrived. She was all dressed up and when she entered, I told her I had a surprise for her and have her a lace teddy. I had her strip and put it on and then blindfolded her and lead her to the bedroom leaving her pretty dress on the floor. When we got to the bedroom, I helped her on the bed and positioned her on the bed with her legs open and she was leaning back where I could hold her and whisper in her ear. I played with her breast and told her how beautiful she was. On time the tall white guy I found online came over and let himself in and he walked into the bedroom in sweatpants and a t-shirt, and I could tell from his expression he was pleased. She noticed we were not alone but before she could say anything I turned her head and kissed her while the tall guy who had pulled his shirt off climbed up on the bed and pulled her panties aside and began to eat her little cunt. She tensed up but soon came which made her relax. I could tell she was uncomfortable, yet she wanted to please me. He continued to eat her out and then he pulled up and got off the bed and undressed and out spang his thick 9-inch dick. The guy was average looking but once he was undressed, he revealed a tight body and a huge dick. I whispered in Jessica’s hear and told her that my friend is going to fuck you now. I am going to leave you two alone. Show him what a hot fuck you are, she started to speak but I kissed her and motioned for the tall guy to come over and I brough her head over to his dick and guided it into her mouth and waiting till she started sucking that big dick. I watched at the door while she sucked his dick, and he began to moan and then he pulled out of her mouth and brough her up and he leaned down and kissed her. He made out with her while he slipped her out of her teddy and then he began to finger bang her and she came again. I left at this point and went into the other room an watched the video camera I had set up. He soon had her on her back, and he was fucking her while he made out with her, and I could her moaning and even screaming some. I know it must have felt great and hurt all at the same time and after twenty minutes he came inside her and then got up and he dressed and left. I went in and held her a few minutes and then told her she should go home and come back tomorrow like normal. I could tell she wanted to say something, but she dressed and left like a good little slut she was becoming. She arrived on Saturday at 3 PM her usual time and I kissed her at the door and told her to undress. She did and I blindfolded her and led her to the bedroom where the tall guy and another guy I got off the internet were there. The second guy was 5’11 180, muscled with dark hair and a fat 8” dick. The tall guy jumped right in and began to kiss her, and I lifted her leg and put it on the bed giving the dark-haired guy room to slide in and eat her pussy. I left the room and watch again while they began to use her. They soon helped her on the bed and I hard her come while she was sucking the tall guy’s dick and the dark shorter one was eating and fingering her. He then pressed he fat dick at her wet pussy and began to fuck her and ten minutes later he shot his first load inside her. He pulled out and tall go in and fucked her for another fifteen minutes and shot his load inside her. They both ended up shooting two loads in her and then they both left. I left her in the room by herself to see what she would do, and she just rubbed her clit and soon came. I came in and told her it was time to go, and she pulled the blindfold off and I kissed her goodbye before she left. I text her an address on the way home and told her to meet me her tomorrow at 3. She said she would and that she loved me, and I told her I loved her too. Now be a good girl for me tomorrow. She arrived right on time; I text here to come to the door. She rang the door, and the tall guy answered the door. This was the first time seeing him, she had been blindfolded every other time. He asked her in and then handed her a note. I had given him an envelope for Jessica. Babe, I am tied up, it said. Taylor here is your date for tonight. He had plans for you! Be a good girl for me. The tall guy leaned down and kissed her and began to undress her. He led her to the bedroom and pushed her to her knees and had her suck his big dick. He let me set up a webcam so I could watch as he started to fuck her throat and she would gag and try to swallow him as he called her a dirty little whore. He used her mouth like this for twenty minutes while she gagged and slobbered all over his huge dick. The then pulled out and put her on the bed and ate her out for a few minutes till she came and then he began to fuck her. He fucked her for twenty minutes and then shot his gigantic load inside her. He pulled out and told her to stay just like that, her legs spread eagle on the bed. She looked so hot like that, then he got out his phone and began to text a few guys. The first to arrive was a young guy who lived down the street. He got there in four minutes and walked right into the bedroom after letting himself in. He was a tall skinny guy, blond and attractive and he quickly undressed, and I am sure his dick had to be 10 inches but on his thin body it looked like 12 inches. He ate her cummy hole and then got up and slide his huge cock inside her and fucked her for nine minutes and shot inside her. He looked at the host and said thank you, Brandon the tall guy told him to go grab something to drink and as he left the room the door opened and in came an older good looking Latin guy. He came in and undressed and jacked his uncut thick 7.5-inch dick and then got on the bed and rubbed it on her clit and began to fuck Jessica and fifteen minutes later he shot his load inside her. He called her a couple names in Spanish and got dressed and left. I could see that Jessica was starting to feel bad about being used like this and I text Bandon to get back in the bedroom and help her be a good little slut. Brandon went back in, and Jessica had covered her pussy and tits with a pillow and had started to cry. Brandon got on the bed, held her, and told her how beautiful she was and that she should not cover herself up. He grabbed the pillow and leaned in and kissed her as he placed his hand on her body feeling her all over. She began to moan, and he pinched her nipple. He played with her for another ten minutes and told her how much he liked her and wanted her to be his. She told him she liked him too. He then began to rub her clit and finger her and she soon came again. The next guy had arrived, and the young stud showed him to the room and they both entered. The hung young guys was in shorts and the muscled red head pulled his clothes off and his dick was 7 inches soft and grew to 9.5 and thick. He went over to Jessica and fed her his cock and she grabbed it started to suck him once Brandon encouraged her. Red was rough and fucked her mouth. Brandon started to leave but stayed to keep her compliant. Brandon told her what a good girl she was and hot she looked sucking that big dick as the hot young guy ate her pussy and Jessica soon came hard. After she came the young man fucked her again and shot in ten minutes hearing Jessica gag and choke and Red telling her she was a whore that needed training. After he shot, he got up and left and Brandon followed and left Red alone with Jessica. Once the guys were out of the room, Red pulled Jessica off his dick and choked her and told her she better learn how to suck dick and quick. He let go of her throat and she gasped for air. He then grabbed her and positioned her head off the bed and told her to open her fucking mouth. He proceeded to slide his dick in and fuck her throat and she gagged and chocked for the next ten minutes and finally Red was able to long dick her down her throat and he fucked her throat for another two minutes and then let her up for air. He then pushed her head back down and fucked her throat for another five minutes and again she gasp for air. He turned her around and spread her legs and shoved his big dick inside her and piston fucked her hard and she screamed and came while he was destroying her cunt and twenty minutes later, he came inside her. He grabbed her again and fucked her throat and made her clean off his cummy dick as he fingered her cunt with four fingers and then he fucked her one last time and shot another load inside her. Once he finished, he got dressed and told her she was one of the worst whores he had ever fucked but with his help she would improve. You will have another lesson soon and he turned and walked out of the room. Brandon saw both the young guy and Red out and then went in to check on Jessica. She seemed to be in shock, Brandon on the bed and held her and told her what a good girl she was and how amazing she was, and she cried and feel asleep in his arms. Hours later she awoke to Brandon fucking her nice and slow and making her feel amazing yet sore from that brutal fuck from Red. He came inside her and then he told her it was time to go. Brandon made a show of kissing her and telling her she was so beautiful in front of the cam before letting her out the front door. I text Jessica and tell her she was making Brandon fall hard. She sent a smile back and asked when she could see me. I told her I would be back in a few days and to go to Brandon’s every day till I am back. She text back a sad face and I text her that I loved her, and she should be a good girl for Brandon. -
Written by me with inspiration from others and thought lost on Bugshare. I should never had stayed talking to Him in the bar that night I lost my job, and certainly should not have borrowed money – at least not from Him. But the current credit crunch, with rising debts, outgoings and expenses soaring, had left me destitute. Losing my job at the bank was the final straw and there seemed no where to turn. I had seen Him several times in bars and clubs over the past months, in my home town and when away on business trips. He always seemed to be there, sitting at the bar and raising his glass when he caught my eye. Not that I minded or event thought it odd that He should be there. I travelled extensively with my work and just assumed that He was another traveller – alone in a strange city. And why should I object to the attentions of this six foot three brick shit house of a man, with a goatee, cropped dark hair and the most piercing blue eyes I had ever seen? His was a body and face to make Tom’s Men seem insignificant. He was always in leather jeans, or chaps with a skin tight black tee-shirt that hid nothing and revealed every ripple on His body plus two large heavily ringed nipples. Now I have had a think for pierced men for many years and whilst I had a couple of tats, had never plucked up enough courage for rings – but a Daddy with heavy piercings was another matter. These regular ‘meetings’ eventually lead to a ‘Hi’ and before long, conversation. Being away from home, with a new acquaintance and a few beers, it was easy for me to talk about my life, my likes, desires and fantasies. The fact that I built up both my experience and my fantasies was not an issue - they were my fantasies. Little did I know the trouble this would get me into. Whenever i was in a bar or club, He was always there, and from our developing conversations it was clear that He was interested in my experiences in life, work and relationships but whenever i asked a question, especially plucking up courage to ask about our regular pattern of meeting, He just smiled. And nothing else happened. At least, not at that time. Let me tell you a little more about me at that time – name of Jim, 36 years old, five ten with a good shaved body (gym three times a week) and short, but not cropped, blond hair. As i said, i had a couple of tats – one on my arse and one in the small of my back – but had always dreamt of extensive ink work and body modifications. Indeed, when i wanked off, and yes i did so several times a day even in the bog at work, i always fantasised about Him and how i would like to submit to Him and let Him change me as He would see fit….. With my boyish looks and tight body (with a goatee when on holiday, since my company did not favour facial hair and i was The Corporate Man) i know that i attracted admiring glances when in a bar, and my then boy friend used to enjoy this attention, too. My troubles really started with the bank going into receivership and me not only losing my employment but my vastly subsidised lifestyle – mortgage, cars, loans for designer clothes, and expensive holidays around the globe and eating out in top restaurants several times a week – who wants to cook when there was someone else much better to do it? However, given the situation i felt that if we really cut back on all expenditure, let the cars go and looked for a smaller place to live we might, just, be able to get things sorted. After all, with a decent degree, a good track record in banking and finance and, living centrally there had to be jobs out there and we had no need of a car to get around. The boy friend had other thoughts and stated that he was not prepared to subsidize me; after i had put him through school and paid for acting lessons and gym membership for the past few years and included him in everything i did. That evening he moved out, taking many of the paintings and ornaments – ‘before the bailiffs get them!’ . Bastard. So, left in a waterside apartment with fantastic views, what was i to do? Friday night. So let’s go out and get laid. It helped. When i entered the club the first person i saw was Him – raising a glass and indicating for me to join Him. Within minutes my whole story was out. He nodded and listened. “So what would you do to get out of this situation…?” “Anything”, I replied, and I think that answer sealed my fate. Telling me that He would be in contact to discuss employment options (and I still had no idea what line of business He was in) i gave Him my address, phone number, email and employer’s name and address. Feeling somewhat relieved that i had some hope, i went home early, not even remotely interested in sex. A week past – creditors’ letters were starting to pile up and while my land line had been cut off, my mobile never stopped ringing (couldn’t turn it off in case He called) – people hassling for repayment of loans. Had i really been that profligate? Friday night again – and i dare not go out for fear of the four thugs that had all week been hanging around the entrance to the apartment block, obviously watching my movements and when the apartment would be empty so that the landlord or creditors could take possession. The door bell rang. Not expecting anyone, i checked on the screen and saw Him. ‘OK, He’s probably coming to discuss my employment,” and I slipped the catch. He entered, with a small balding man in a dark suit, carrying a briefcase. Seeing Him in my hallway was more impressive that in the club, and the contrast between the two men could not have been greater. “Right, down to business. You need a way out and funds, and I have brought my lawyer to go walk you through your employment contract. Your troubles end tonight”. The layer removed a thick wad of papers from his briefcase. “Sign where indicated”, was all he said. Starting to read the contract, it was suddenly snatched from my hands by Him. “It you want to have your financial troubles sorted there is no need to read this – just sign. Should you want to go through in detail we call a halt to our arrangement now’. What choice did i have – this was my salvation. i signed – what i thought would be once, but as the lawyer turned pages, i was signing at least every third page. When i had finished, both the layer and He added their signatures to the last page. Legalities completed, the lawyer packed up his case and left. He did not shut the door behind him and the four thugs that I had previously seen hanging around outside burst I, locking the door behind them. ‘What the fuck……’ was all I could manage before i was hit hard across the face and in the stomach. My mouth was bleeding and i could feel that a few of the expensive crowns were lose, but had no time to consider this since without a word i was grabbed and thrown across my dining table – where i had just signed my employment contract. Straps were produced, binding me to each leg and a ball gag was roughly pushed into my mouth so that i could taste more blood. He just watched. Without a word, he took a knife and slowly and painstakingly cut through my jeans, belt, and tee shirt, before slitting my jock and leaving me naked and bound to the table – helpless. ‘That’s better. I have waited a long time to see your body and to have you where I want you.’ My mind raced; what was going to happen. Never have I been so scared, and yet my dick stood to attention and was harder than it had ever been. ‘Good, I can see that you are in agreement that this is what you want. Now let me explain’, and with that he nodded to the thugs who stood to attention at each corner of the table, He then pulled a chair up so that he was sitting between my legs – His face level with my dick. ‘I have been watching you for many months both on your business trips and via the websites that you have accessed. And my, haven’t you found some interesting and perverse ones? From these and the on-line conversations that you have had with many Masters - actually all Me – I have a good understanding of how your mind works and what you really want from life. ‘Don’t think that our meetings were accidental. You have been under constant surveillance and observation for the past twelve months and there is nothing about you past life, family, friends or employment that I do not know. You can hide nothing from me. ‘You are what I am searching for and your employment with me will take you deep into your inner most thoughts and desires. There is no way out and no resignation or dismissal, in the traditional sense, possible’. i tried to struggle but the straps were two tight and all that I could do was mumble into the gag. ‘Now don’t struggle, there really is no use, and my team will not hesitate to damage and hurt you if you do not comply. To them you are nothing, a nobody. ‘I am going to ask you a series of questions, a test, to establish the absolute limit of your desires. I believe that a true masochist with a deep-down need to be hurt will be turned on irrespective of what its verbal answer may be. You will not be able to hide away behind a “no”. When He said this it made my dick go hard. As hard as it was for me to admit to myself my true desires, let alone actually tell them to someone, i also knew that tied naked to the table I would not be able to fool him: my dick never lied. He remained silent and as the silence lengthened, my erection subsided. ‘Let me explain. As from Midnight, I have assumed all your debts, loans and redeemed your mortgage. All that you had is now my property and you have signed away all rights to me. ‘This contract will be filmed so that there is no way out.’ And with that one of the thugs switched on a small camera and set me into the viewfinder. ‘First question. Do you want to also be my property?’ He asked slowly and methodically, his eyes fixed directly upon mine, and then slowly looking downward towards my crotch. As He said this i thought, ‘Property? No way am i property; i am a free man!’, but found myself unable to control my dick. Slowly it lifted up and away from my ball sac, rising towards Him. He smiled approvingly, then fell silent and waited for my erection to subside. When i was flaccid again He continued, speaking each word carefully and slowly with his deepest voice. ‘Do you want to be kidnapped, removed and separated from your current life to live as my Slave twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week?’ Before He had even finished asking the question, my dick had become engorged once again and stood erect. I could feel the beat of my heart racing, filling it up. Then again, silence. ‘Do you want to be tattooed?’ Again my dick responded without hesitation. Over many hours the questioning continued as before. After each question He waited before proceeding to the next. And with each question He drew my affirmative response. ‘Do you want to be pierced including tongue, nose, nipples and dick, freely according to my wishes? ‘Do you want to be marked permanently to identify you as my property? ‘Do you want to be modified in any way that I see fit that will bring pleasure to me and my customers? ‘Do you want to be visibly tattooed including hands, face, head and scalp, with whatever I want, including but not limited to overtly homoerotic images and tribal designs? ‘Do you want wear my permanent steel collar and be cuffed and chained to sleep in your cage at night? ‘Do you want to be displayed in public and on websites? ‘Do you want to serve anyone that I wish you to, with no limits and no choice, no matter how perverse or extreme their taste?’ By the time that He seemed to have finished his list of questions, i realised that i had agreed, well, my dick had agreed, to possibly everything that he could conceivably do to me. He then walked to stand directly in front of me, his legs spread apart, removing his tee shirt, standing in his jeans, chaps and heavy black motorcycle boots. I couldn't look away and stared at the black tribal tattoos that covered his entire chest and torso. The thick metal rings hung from his nipples. He looked down, grinning and said: "Just one last question. Do you want to begin being my slave starting now?" i had expected that question and was trying to think of anything that would cause me to lose my hard-on. Yes, i had fantasized about being a slave and being tattooed but wanted to scream out ‘No!’ He knew everything now and there was nothing that i could do. My darkest secrets were out, ones that i had hid from myself for many years. Silently i was cursing myself for having spoken with Him and cursing my dick for betraying my desires. Being in bondage, naked and gagged turned me on, so when He looked at my dick, try as I might, my own body betrayed me again as my dick went hard. ‘I knew that would be your answer and the video is a witness to our contract. You are my property now. You will do as I wish when I wish with no question or hesitation. I will modify you, use you and change you as I so decide. And be warned, I will not tolerate any disobedience. So there is no mistake about, there is no going back. It's time to close your past life’. With that he nodded to the thugs; two went into my bedroom and I could hear them rummaging in my closets and drawers. One went though my desk and laptop whilst another searched cupboards. Each returned with piles of clothes, shoes, papers and documents, files and photographs: a huge pile was forming in the centre of my room. ‘What the fuck were they doing with my things?’ ‘In case you wonder,’ He said, ‘we are taking your past life and will destroy what there is so that you start anew’. He took my passport and birth certificate and tore them up in front of me and threw them onto the ever expanding pile. A thug gave him my address book and a print out of all my contacts from my pc. ‘Good, I think that we are done. Prepare him’. i felt a tourniquet being tightened on my right arm and a prick. Suddenly, as it was released, my whole body glowed and slowly i began to drift into an induced sleep. Light, bright and shining in my eyes. Suddenly i was alert and awake and trying to sit up, found that i was totally unable to move any part of my body or head. And now my eyes were open i couldn’t even close them. A large monitor came to life - a news report, or actually several reports one after the other. i saw my old office block with the head of securities standing outside. What was he saying? ‘…..our losses are unprecedented in banking history and we have no other course but to file for liquidation’. Another clip, this time of my ex boss. ‘…the recent events are the result of fraudulent action by one of our most trusted employees.’ My picture flashed up. ‘The losses sustained by the bank in the recent credit crunch could have been sustained, but those incurred as the result of theft, insider trading and money laundering by Jim XXX have been substantial’ ‘What the hell…?’ i have never stolen a cent in my life. A police spokesman. ‘…… signed confession from Jim XXX was sent to the police before his, and his partner’s disappearance. No bodies have been found but we are convinced that whilst of unsound mind, Jin XX killed his partner, set fire to his apartment and then killed himself. ‘Letters were also sent to family and friends and whilst we will continue to investigate the crimes, we are searching for no one else’. ‘What!’ i wanted to scream at the screen, but I had no voice and was unable to close my eyes or turn my head from the scenes showing – my apartment block in ruins, smoke pouring from damaged windows and where the roof garden was. ‘…this fine building will have to be demolished after the severity of the blaze. Thankfully there appears to have been some warning to other residents and there was no loss of life other than that of Jim XXX and his partner. I repeat, no bodies have been found.’ Then my parents and family facing a barrage of media questions and cameras. The room went dark and once again i was drifting into sleep. When i next came round i was in an upright position – bright lights were shining in my face and i was able to move my eyes and head a little. The lights dimmed enough to show me that i was not alone but that there was a presence at my feet. ‘Good,’ it was His voice. ‘It is about time that you were brought round. Your conscious mind has been turned off for several months, kept in a state of suspended animation whilst necessary changes have been made. You will be in shock, or at least I hope that you are. ‘You will have some recollections of how you got here and I will soon reveal the new you. Remember that you have agreed to this by signing my contract and, as you will have seen from the news reports, you are assumed to be a thief and arsonist at best and assumed dead. There is thought that you are also a murderer, having killed that useless boyfriend of yours, in a fit of rage after he dumped you. ‘There can be no escape. To the world, including your family and friends, you are a nobody, and are on the list of most wanted criminals. No body will ever be found.’ ‘Let me introduce you to the new you – whilst you are able to assimilate the information.’ The lights dimmed and a screen replaced Him. What i saw caused me to gasp – but no noise came from my mouth. ‘Don’t try to talk. We have removed your vocal cords since you will have no use of a voice.’ I looked at the screen and saw……….
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Written and posted by HogBear - This story is a work of fiction and contains references to forced breeding, forced chems. The age of consent where this story is set is 16 years old for Gays or Straights - Easily Led - Part 2 From a different point of view…. I saw them arrive in the sauna, I was just having a cup of tea in the bar area of the sauna. You can chill out and pace yourself before returning to the action. Its also a nice place to watch new guys arrive. These two guys turned up laughing and joking together, maybe a couple or just mates, who knows who cares really. Both in their mid 30’s I suppose I ain't very good at guessing ages. The taller one had a large nose ring and a short beard the other was a stocky skinhead, neither would be on the cover of boyz but nice normal blokes. Just my type! Some people arrive at a sauna as if they are ashamed of where they are and don’t really relax until they are getting undressed. But these two seemed proud of where they were, joking loudly about how much sex they were after. Got to admit I like that attitude. My eye followed them to the changing room. They did not waste anytime in there. And they headed off with the shorter one leading the way with a small bag in his hand, the bear looking a bit lost followed behind. I finished my tea and read the paper for a bit, no point rushing I had all day and it was only lunch time. After a short time, I thought I would go for a stroll around. The sauna had an number of floors with the usual steam rooms and hot rooms. Personally I can’t stand those rooms, I prefer to get hot and sweaty through my own actions. I soon came across the guys I saw arriving. The bearded one had got in to a sling in one of the larger sling rooms. Funny thing was he was still wearing a jock in the sling. His mate had put a blindfold on him and was just getting him settled. He winked at me as he got a piece of paper of his little bag, sticking it to the door with some blu-tack. It read “ No condoms! No lube! Don’t take the blindfold off And don’t touch his cock” I smiled at the guy, “your boyfriend” I asked “nah, actually just met him in the flesh today!” he grinned back “Your kidding! And he’s up for this having just met you?” “Who’s cum do you think is being used as the lube” he winked at me. The sling was one of the five point ones with a strap behind the bears head. It was set at a odd angle, normally the head end is raised up but these guys had adjusted it so the head was at crutch level. Whilst I was taking this all in, the other guy had left the room leaving his mate in the sling, and already the vultures had started circling. A thin older skinhead was already rubbing his cock against the bear’s face. The bear turned his head and took the cock straight down his throat. The skinheads eyes rolled back in his skull and you could see him lift himself up on his toes to slide his thickening cock in and out of the willing throat. I moved round to the other side of the guys head, ready to get my cock lubed up. I grabbed the skinheads nipples, and started twisting and pulling on them. The skinhead started to growl. He pulled his cock out and move round to the bears arse. I rubbed my cock against the bears beard, my long foreskin was heavy with cheese, don’t really care if guys don’t like it there’s always someone who does! The bear started sniffing at my foreskin. I swear he was purring. Looking over at the skinhead I could see him feeling around the bears arse. He looked up at the note pinned to the wall, he looked at me and sort of smiled and shrugged he’s shoulders. Taking a firm grip on bears legs he lined up his cock. Catching my eye he nodded and smiled as he pushed in I pulled my foreskin a little way back and placed it in the bears mouth. The bear went in to a fucking frenzy, sucking and licking on my cock head. The skinhead started pounding the bears arse. Just then the guys mate comes back in the room. “That’s it ram my pos cum further up his negative arse”. I’ll admit I was shocked to hear him say his mate was neg but I could feel my cock harden in this neg bears mouth. It might be wrong to knowingly fuck a neg guy but fuck its horny to know they have put themselves in the position to take it. Grabbing the sling frame I started to pull my cock out of the bears mouth then lower it back in as he sucked hard on the head trying to get all the taste off it. His mate started twisting the neg bears nipples encouraging the skinhead to pound the arse harder. You could see he was gona cum any second, “don’t pull out! cum up his negative hole, breed him hard” The guys mate said tearing at the bears nipples. The skinhead looked like he was gona pull out but at the last second thrust hard in to the bear, who arched his back and pressed back on the impaling cock. Whilst his throat massaged my cock with his groans. You could see a wet patch forming on the bears jock as he came without touching himself. The skinhead pulled out and looked about to collapse, the bears mate helped steady him and lead him round to the bears head again. I took the hint and tried to pull out of the mouth, it did not want to give up my cock and I had to pull it out. It popped out like a cork from a bottle. The fucker had cleaned every trace of cheese from my cock, can’t remember the last time it looked that clean! I moved round to the bears arse not before noticing that along with the slime of arse juices on the skinhead cock was a splattering of red blood. Lining up my cock with the hole it already looked swollen and abused. Taking my time I pushed the head of my cock in, the arse may have looked abused but it sucked me in and gripped me nearly as hard as his mouth had. The bears mouth was busy cleaning the skinheads cock. The colour was returning to the skinheads face, he looked at me and smiled “is the fucker sucking you in with his arse too” “yeah” I laughed, “its like a blow job!” “I swear he sucked my cock back in when I was gona pull out” Laughing he left the room calling back he will send up some more guys to get a vacuum fuck. The bears mate stuck his semi hard cock in to the bears mouth and smiled at me. My focus was on the tight little hole, I started winding my hips opening the hole up so I could pound at my leisure. The bear must have realised what I wanted as his arse relaxed. It went from a firm grip on my cock to a normal warm haven. I started picking up speed, using my weight to ram further in to the hole feeling his internal rings spasm against the assault, the recent load of cum gliding my way deeper. The noise of more people coming in to the room did not distract me. “Right Tony! Hear you got another neg guy wanting in to the club!” the bears friend pulled his thickening cock out of the bears mouth and went round and hugged his mates. The took up positions around the bear in the sling and I felt Tony move round behind me and reach round and twist my nipples and slide a finger in to the bears arse under my cock. “want-a-taste” he said in my ear. “yeah” was my natural reply. He slipped another finger up the arse against my cock then brought his hand up to my mouth. The taste was wild! cum, arse juices mixed with more than a splash of blood. It was the last straw for my throbbing cock and I unloaded a huge wad in the cum sponge that was this bears arse. As I pulled out I felt the arse close up and suck the cock off my arse. “Need it cleaning” the guy called Tony asked, “your joking! this fucker just sucked off 2 months worth of cheese I got to build it up again now!” Tony laughed and said come back in an hour or so, nothing builds up cock cheese like a good soaking in a cum sponge. I left the room at that point needing to chill out a bit and recharge. It was over an hour later I had a chill out in the hot tub and was just finishing a bite to eat in the bar. I noticed Tony come in to the Bar and I nodded “hi” he came over “mind if I sit here for a bit” “sure no problem, park your load after all you gave me somewhere to park mine” he laughed we chatted for a bit about this and that and the bear in the sling. Tony said he don’t know if he’s pos or not but is sick of not letting go, its his choice and his body. Is he still up there I asked” yeah” he’s happily flying on cock right now, I’ll go back in an hour but I need to put my feet up for a bit. The group on the next table, four guys got up and before heading back upstairs they went in to the changing room. I noticed cos' they kept looking back at us and clearly talking about us. We chatted a whilst having our drinks Tony seems a nice guy maybe with an evil streak for leaving a mate he’s watching over alone in a sauna but fuck it the guy can’t expect to have Tony stand there for hours. There was a peice of jailbait watching Tony, I’m surprised they let him in to the sauna he did not look 18 but as I said I am no good at ages. I told Tony he was being watched, from his reaction, young was clearly his thing. Still the chicken got spooked because he was noticed and hide behind his newspaper. I left Tony in the bar, and went to see if any action was going on. Sounds of slapping got my attention, they always do. It was the sling room with the bear in. The group of four who had been in the bar around the bear, one fucking his face the other two were slapping the bears chest and stomach which was already red with white hand prints showing up on the burning skin. The forth guy seemed to be the ringleader and was fucking the bears arse. I noticed that the bears wrists were now tied against the chains holding him in place. Still his body was still squirming back against the guy fucking his arse so I just stood back and enjoyed the show. Leaning against the wall I watched the guy fucking pull all the way out. He had a huge PA in it had to be at least 15 or 20 mm thick and a large diameter he started punch fucking just the pa and head in and out of those red arse lips. The bear was trying to back on to it but the fucker kept control and would not let more of that huge cock go in. The bear was pushing back all the way now. Whilst trying not to lose the cock from his mouth. Signalling to his mates to slap down hard on the bears chest and belly he rammed in. The bear would have screamed out but the cock in his throat pushed down pushing his head off the sling, so it was forced down with the guys nuts pressed over the bears nose. The big lean fucker with the huge PA came up the bears arse with a roar but did not let up pounding the arse causing the cum to froth out of bears arse. I left at this point cos it was clear that the bear was gona be their fuck toy for a while longer. The rest of the sauna was busy with action in the glory holes but nothing to match the wild scene in the bears sling room. Eventually I found myself back outside the bears sling room. Wondering if the group had finished with the bear I could hear voices in the room. I could hear one of the guys say “As you been a good piggy we are gona leave you with a little treat” I opened the door and could see the bear in the sling with a band around his arm. The big PA fucker had a syringe in his hand with a red mix of fluid in it. He found a vein and shoot the bear up. Pulling out he tore off the arm band. The bear started coughing. The fucker turned to me and said when he finishes coughing he will be begging for something up his arse. He’s already had a fist! Anyway he’s yours now. Laughing he and his mates walked out. The bear was left groaning in the sling cum and piss dribbling out of his arse forming a puddle under him. His Jock now soaked in his own pre-cum and cum. Now you would have to be a fucking saint not to get hard at the idea of abusing that hole further.. as I touched my now hard dry cock against the arse lips. Incoherent groans gargled out of the bear. My cock slid in with hardly any resistance. A couple of furry guys wandered in and with my smile of encouragement joined in abusing the bear. One reached through my legs with his hand.. feeling my balls, then reaching further he started sliding his hand along my shaft in to the bears wreaked hole wrapping his hand around my cock he began to jerk me off. Now I have done almost everything but never had I done this. The other guy had straddled the bears head with his cock down his throat his balls pressed against the bears nose his weight being held by his arms hanging on to the sling frame. I lost it with the sensation of the hand in the arse wrapping around my cock just made me blast that arse again. I pulled out stepping over the guy crouched down under me with his hand still up the bears arse. The guy hanging down over the bears face lifted him self up and off the bear gasped for breath and got a face full of my piss instead. Turning his mouth towards my piss he gulped it down like a man dieing of thirst. I left the room then passing the young lad who was hanging around the sling room door afraid to go in by the looks of it. I showered to get the blood off my cock and saw Tony in the bar talking to some of his mates from earlier. I felt it only fair to let him know that his mate was flying and also since he had been such a good ring master that the chicken was hanging round the sling room. Tony did not seem that worried about the bear flying, he’s a big boy he can handle it he said but hearing that the chicken was hanging around I could see got his interest up. Leaving him to the hunt I headed home completely drained.
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A few months ago.... When in London i always make a point of heading over to Vault139. It's dark, sleazy and full of guys. Mostly bottom, but a fair few tops. Int eh maze area, there is a small corner, next to the gloryholes. it's always busy - the smell of cum, piss and man sweat makes me really horny. Anyway, as usual there are a corwd of guys hanging around - it's a thursday so naked night. I manage tto get into the corner, on my knees, mouth open hands behind my back. I think Men know the sign.... So, this big dude makes a beeline. Isolates me from teh crowd, i wast no time in sucking him off. He's obviouly fucked someone as I can taste it. I suck him for about 5 mins, i usually dont swallow, but i don;t get the choice. He explodes into my mouth without warning. My first reaction is to spit it out. But i'm kneeling there. before i can, another younger guy comes over and pushes his cock in front of me. I cant help myself. 5 minutes later im covered in cum from two guys. I fucking hate this qurantine! So, if any guys here ever want to mee me for a night out at Vault139. let me know.
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Standing at the bar I surveyed the offerings of the evening, which were pretty slim for a Friday night. Mostly old guys, not the younger twinks I was looking for. There were a couple I had already done that were desperate for a repeat, and why wouldn't they? I was a God. And I knew it. My name is Josh. I'm a prime piece of 18 (though my fake ID says otherwise) year old all American, blond haired, blue eyed fuck machine. 6'2" of smooth, tan, jock muscle with broad shoulders, hard pecs, narrow waist, washboard stomach, strong thighs, big calves, an amazing rock hard bubble butt, and the fattest 10 1/2" cock anyone would be more than grateful to worship. God damn I'm perfect. But like I said, I like those young leather twinks. Guys I can really lord my awesomeness over while I abuse and dominate them, making them beg for the mere privilege of being in my presence, and thank me while my horse cock rapes their hole like never before. However, I don't like repeats, even though they were desperate for me to take them again. Hell, everyone was desperate for me. Those old leather queens could barely keep their tongues in their mouths as they eyed my splendor, wishing I would give them the time of day. But they can look all they want, they ain't gettin! I took a fresh drink from the bartender and leaned my back against the bar, resting my elbows on the bar, sticking my chest out behind my open leather vest so they could get a good view of this perfect torso they'd never get to touch. One of the guys came up to the bar right next to me to get a drink. He was probably in his 50's, about my height. He wore a leather harness over his very hairy barrel chest. As he waited for his drink he leaned his bearded face into my ear and asked how things were going this evening. I turned my head away as I mumbled a response so he would know I wasn't interested. He just got his drink and went back to where he had been and stared at me. I just drank my drink and ordered another one. As I started my next drink, I started to feel strange, kind of light headed and dizzy. The feeling got stronger, so I figured I needed some fresh air and headed for the door. As I stumbled into the alley, I noticed the guy in the harness had followed me out. He came up to me and wrapped his arms around my chest just as everything went black. I started to come too with no idea where I was. As my foggy head started to clear the first thing I noticed was a rubber mask covering my head. It had plastic eye holes to see out and some kind of tube for breathing. I started to panic and scream and thrash around. That's when I realized I was constrained. It didn't take me long to realize I was in a sling. My arms and legs had been securely tied down so the only movement I could make was a little bit in my torso and my head as I thrashed and screamed. "Looks like my new toy is finally awake." I heard a voice say. "Now the fun can begin." I stared in horror as someone came up to my head. I could see he was holding some kind of glass pipe that he proceeded to light and inhale. The next thing I knew, my mask entirely filled with a thick, white smoke. I had no choice but to inhale it. I coughed a bit as it hit my lungs, but more and more kept comming. Quickly I felt waves ripple through my body as my heart sped up and my brain started to race. Next I noticed someone with a long, thin syringe that had no needle on it. It was filled with some kind of liquid. He proceeded to start to insert it into my ass and I started to panic again. I was a fucking top! I had never had anything in my ass before! But my feeble protests were to no avail. In it went and very soon I started to feel a kind of burning in my ass. Quickly the burning turned to desire. Fuck, my ass was wanting cock. What the hell was happening to me? I didn't have long to ponder my fate as I soon felt something hard pressing against my butthole. My cries of no did no good as I felt a hard cock slide into my virgin hole, spreading my asslips apart, ripping me open. I howeled as my rapist buried himself to the hilt and I felt his pubes grind against my flaming hole. I could hear the room erupt in cheers as this conquest was made. Dear God! How many men were here witnessing my downfall? I could hear all kinds of cameras going off as I took my first cock ever. Again I didn't have long to ponder before the man grabbed my legs and started pounding my ass as hard as he could. I just yelled and cried as I was brutally fucked by what had to be a big cock. He would pull it all the way out before slamming it back in to the hilt. I could feel it deep inside me, plundering past my prostate, opening me deep inside. Much to my shock, after about 5 minutes it started to feel different. It started to feel good. Instead of screaming I started grunting in pleasure. "Oh.......oh.......Oh........Oh." I grunted each time he buried it deep in me. After what seemed like half an hour of steady pounding the mask was removed from my head and someone held my up so I could see my rapist. It was the guy from the bar pounding me with a cock at least the same size as mine. "Look at me boy!" he ordered as he continued to ride me. "I want to see my new slaves face as I breed him for the first time!" With that, he buried himself as deep as he could and pumped me full of his hot cum. I could feel his cock pulse deep in my guts as I got my first breeding ever. When he finished, he pulled out and moved to my head. I could see his cock covered in cum, blood, and some shit. Without a word he just rammed it into my panting mouth and forced me to clean everything off of it. Then again, without a word he started to piss in my mouth. I was shocked and choked and gagged as he emptied himself straight down my throat, but I had no choice but to swallow or drown. He didn't pull out till he was empty. Leaning down into my ear he whispered,"Welcome to your new life, jockboy. You will be the nastiest slut in this city before I'm done with you." My cock hardened at his words.......
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Part 1 I started to regaine consciousness, slowly shaking the fog out of my brain, unable to immediately focus my eyes. My first realization was that my arms were stretched over my head, spread apart and strapped down. My legs were in a similar position, spread and tied. I slowly realized my chest and stomach were also strapped down and the only thing I could move was my head. Apparently I was on what I would eventually learn was a "St. Andrew's Cross" As the fog cleared I tried to yell out, only to emit a muffled scream. Something round and hard filled my mouth, preventing me from speaking. I started to panic as I realized I was totally naked and completely vulnerable. Then my eyes started to finally focus and fresh terror ripped through my heart. There, about 10 feet in front of me was Billy, my best friend since childhood. He too was naked, but in a different position from me. His head and hands were placed in wooden stocks. A leather sling was under his chest and stomach, hanging from chains connected to the ceiling, and his feet were spread wide, chained to rings in the floor. He was still unconscious, but I could see a metal contraption in his mouth, spreading it wide open. Drool ran out of his mouth forming a puddle on the floor. I tried to scream his name, but was unable too. The summer had started just as it should. Billy and I were recent high school graduates and had decided to take an exciting road trip before we went to our seperate colleges. We had been friends our whole lives, brothers really. Grade school, junior high, high school, boy scouts, sports, girls, we had been through it all together. A buddy road trip seemed the perfect way to begin our lives apart from each other. By the way, I'm Randy. I stand a nice 6'2" with a toned but slim body. I've got green eyes and curly brown hair. The kind all the girls are jealous of. I already had a full beard and some chest hair with very, hairy legs. Billy was the complete opposite. He was 5'9" with a compact muscular frame, which helped him take state in wrestling. He had blond hair, and big puppy dog brown eyes, which drove the girls crazy, and a surprisingly large 8 inch cock on his small frame, which also drove the girls crazy. I knew this cause lets face it, Billy and I had always seen each other naked. I sported a nice 7 1/2 myself. Billy still just peach fuzz on his baby face. He definitely didn't look 18. It was our 4th day on the road, and we were in the middle of bum fuck Texas on our way to New Orleans when it happened. BAM!! No more radiator. "Fucking God Damn Shit Billy!" I yelled at him from under the hood. "I told you your piece of shit car wouldn't make the trip!" "Fuck you Randy! How was I supposed to know the radiator would blow?" "Jesus, not even fucking cell reception in this God forsaken place!" I complained. "Well, nothing we can do about it but wait for someone to stop and help. I'll have my dad wire us money to get it fixed." We waited till long after the sun went down. A couple cars drove by, but noone would stop for a couple of guys in the middle of nowhere. "Well, we might as well hunker down for the night." said Billy, "someone's sure to stop tomorrow." So we climed in the car to get some sleep. The night was cold, so we snuggled for body warmth. No big deal for bros. We woke to someone banging on the windows. "Wake up boys!" yelled a deep voice. "Looks like you need old Earls help!" We jumped up and out of the car to find a large, toothless black man with a tow truck. "Fuck yea dude!" I exclaimed! "You saved our fucking asses!" "Yall's asses gonna need saving!" chuckled Earl. Before I knew what was happenening, I saw Earl jam a needle into Billys neck, instantly dropping him. I turned to run but felt Earl grab my arm as a needle was plunged into the back of my neck. Then everything went black.
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I had just moved and after a long few days of heavy lifting, unpacking, rearranging and organizing I was feeling the need to unwind. I arranged with a couple of friends to go out and let off a bit of steam as it had been ages since we had all been dancing and drinking together. My boyfriend had decided that he just wanted to chill at home and that was fine by me, I could use some independent time. Saturday night finally came and I put on my usual attire, white t-shirt and jeans…I was never one for getting really dressed up especially since I intended on dancing the night away. I’m 5’10 and had honed my body to a lean and muscular swimmers frame. My friends all wanted to go to the city’s only gay club as it had better music. I don’t usually like the gay scene, I find it too fruity and I was much more of a guys guy, but I went along anyway. The night kicked off with dinner and drinks before we descended the stairs to the club and the usual heat and dark lighting invaded my senses immediately. I made my way to the bar and was met with a crowd of very young camp partiers and the older guys who were hanging out watching the scene. I got a few looks, eyes moving up and down my body, sizing me up. I ignored the glances and ordered my drink before heading off to find my group. A couple of straight mates had joined my girlfriends for the evening, undoubtedly trying to hook up with them, and I felt more at ease in their company than the throng gay guys crowding the terrace. The night wore on and we headed to the dance floor, just a big group goofing around, laughing and joking as the beats throbbed through our bodies. A guy I didn’t know had joined the group on an invite from my friend Melissa. He was a muscular, good looking guy and a surprisingly good dancer. He was putting the moves hard on Mel, so we all gave them a bit of space as they ground against one another on the dance floor, not wanting to interrupt the public foreplay in which they were engaged. Time flew past under the strobe lighting and gradually my group whittled down with my mates heading off at different times to go to other clubs and try their luck with the ladies. My girlfriends were all starting to head towards the door at about 3am. I decided to stay on as I had bumped into a few people I knew. Mel and the guy were off in a dark corner as I stayed on the dance floor. A couple of guys moved a bit closer and I ended up dancing with them, they were good guys and I told them I had a boyfriend so we just had fun gyrating to the music. A little while later Mel popped up and said in my ear that she was done. I asked her how it had gone with the guy and she said he had tried to get her to go off with him but she knew from experience that drunk guys are a dud lay so she declined. I kissed her on the cheek and we said our good-byes. At that time, guys around me were getting a bit handsy, moving closer and closer, their hands edging under my sweat drenched t-shirt. Even with a few drinks in me I knew it was time to go and politely extricated myself from the situation. I left the club and thought about grabbing a taxi but as it was only a few kilometres to my new place I decided to walk off the tipsyness I felt. I headed off in the homeward direction and a few hundred metres up the road I found the guy Mel had fobbed off sitting on the curb, he seemed pretty wasted, but he waved at me and I stopped. “Just heading home,” I said, “You ok man, need help getting a taxi?” “Na, was gonna walk home, I’m just across the park,” he pointed across the parklands towards the main road. “Cool man, am headed that way myself, let’s get you up.” I held my hand out to help him up. A firm grip met it and I hauled him to his feet. He was a big guy, mid thirties, 6’2 and had a physical labourer body, masculine and assured. We strolled down the road and, in between swigs of beer, he started talking about my hot girlfriend Mel and how hard he’s been trying to get with her. I laughed and said, “Get in line bud.” I knew I probably shouldn’t have but I wasn’t thinking clearly. “Waddaya mean? She giving it up to other guys?” he slightly slurred, he seems quite peeved at the idea. “No idea bud, but there are plenty of guys after her I would image,” I said trying to diffuse his annoyance. We crossed a main road and headed along the path through the parklands. I quickened my pace as it got a bit chillier in the dense foliage. “Na man, I reckon u know. She sluttin round while prick teasin me?!” it was a question and a statement at the same time. I moved slightly away, “Like I said mate I dunno anything, I haven’t seen her in ages and didn’t talk much to her tonight,” all of which was true. He adjusted himself in his jeans, “I’m so bloody hard for her man, and she was all over me, kept me boned all night and then she split.” He kept kinda rambling to himself about how much of a cock tease she is and how he was gonna give it to her good. I laughed a bit, “Yeh girls can be like that”. He rambled a annoyed agreement, still adjusting himself through his pant leg, “Yer girls are teases,” this comment more audible and coherent. The path had gone from paving to just dirt as we passed through the maze of trees leading to the big oval. Suddenly, in a quick movement knocked me over onto the grass. I fell to the side, narrowly missing hitting my head on the trunk of a tree. Sprawled on the ground I looked up at him. His broad shoulders obscured what little light there was in the thick bunch of trees and he towered menacingly above me, a glower on his face. “Girls are teases, but guys are easy.” My heart raced, and I went to get up, “What the f…” my words cut off as I moved my weight from my side and rolled to my hands and knees to push myself upright again, as a great weight pressed on my back and a hand yanked at the back of my jeans. “Hey, get the fuck off me maannnnn…” my words became muffled as the weight moved from my back to my neck and my face was pressed into the grass. The guy pushed my head hard and I felt the heat of his torso through my sweaty top. “Yeh guys are real easy,” he muttered into my ear, his body pressed over the back of mine. In a swift, rough movement my jeans tore and were yanked down to my bent knees by a very strong grip. I heard the sound of a zipper sliding down. “That lil bitch may not be taking it tonight, but you won’t b so lucky.” I struggled to free myself, pushing up with all my strength, my muscles straining. But he was much stronger with all of his weight bearing down on me. He chuckled a bit, “I like a struggle. Saw you teasing those guys on the dance floor tonight. You’re just like your bitch friend. Fucking tease!! You like a big raw cock? Bet u do! If you don’t, you’re taking mine anyway,” his deep voice was laced with aggression. “Please…” I started. “Begging for it already…knew you were a slut!” Spit hit my crack and slid down to my hole, one, two, three gobs. “That’s all your getting boy!” he stated as his muscular legs pressed against the inside of my thighs and pushed them wider apart, my jeans digging hard into my knees before giving way and sliding a further down my calves, my legs parting wider. I felt a great heat, like a hot iron rest along my crack. It felt like it was branding me. “Don’t…” I muttered into the grass, my head still roughly held there. “Too late bitch,” he sneered before his hips moved slightly backward then shoved brutally forward. My hole clenched, but his big slab pushed harder. I felt his leg muscle contract even more and he rammed hard. My eyes snapped wide as I felt my hole rip open around his giant head. My breathing became ragged and I went to cry out in absolute agony when a big hand snaked around my cheek and clamped firm over my mouth. My cry not heard, the rest of his monster was forced up my tearing chute, fast and hard. I couldn’t relax, every muscle in me tensed and my hole was spasmed firmly shut, as he drove the entire shaft into me to the hilt, burying himself pubes deep with sheer brute strength. I felt the cold scratch of the zipper being forced close to my hole as he laughed at my struggles and pain. “Urggh, fuck yeh, tight lil fucker aren’t ya! Bet ur boyfriend doesn’t fuck ya like this.” His hips retreated, removing the solid mass from deep in my gut, until I was almost empty, then firing back into my torn hole. “Yeh, ya need a real man fucking ya…come on” hand still clamp over my mouth he moved his other hand to grip my shoulder and pulled. My hole tore even more as his rod pushed deeper into my gut. I cried out into his palm as the veins in my neck strained. “Look at ya, bent over with a man’s cock up shoved up your ass, and you love it, don’t ya? Pretending to be a man, but I’m the man!” he shoved again for emphasis. “Can’t fuck a girl rough like this, but guys love it. They take it anyway I like! You sick bitch!” My ripped hole spasmed involuntarily,“Oh FUCK!” he yelled, obviously liking the feeling. He released my mouth and grabbed a fistful of hair as he started laying into my hole, pulling my head back and pushing down on the middle of my back, almost breaking me in two, repeatedly lodging himself as deep as he could go. He started building up a real pace, his big arms flexing and holding on tighter and stronger. My entire body was rocking, “Make me feel good slut, keep it tight, make me feel good.” He shoved a few fingers into my mouth, gagging me, as he pushed my legs painfully further apart. My ass clenched at the pain and he let out an “ah” while driving even deeper. “Oh yeh that’s it, make daddy feel good. Milk the dick. Yeh. So tight! Yeh. Squeeze my shaft. Yeh. You like my big dick ey? Ahhh” I grunted in response, pain searing through me as I was impaled again on his raw shaft, “You fucking love it!” I heard his words through perfect ears, along with my grunts, trying to take the rough spit fuck, my vision, distorted by tears. I felt like an arm had been shoved up inside me, the guy was huge and thick. “Getting close fag”, he grunted and pushed down on my back harder and gripped my hair tighter. He leaned over, his abs pressing into my lower back, so his lips were close to my ear, his hot breath moving over my cheek. “like this bitch, don’t ya? Like my ten incher, raping you..You fuckin lil fag, been gaggin’ for it all night! Man, your hole is tight, gonna get me off soon. Needa empty my balls. Gonna load you up pussy, take a real man’s load! You want my jizz, fucker?” I didn’t reply, couldn’t reply, I could barely breathe from the pain. “Answer me boy! You want my swimmers?!” he rammed his hips hard and rough as he said it, his thick shaft scraping along my insides. “Tell me!” He flung his hefty arm around my neck, bicep flexing as he squeezed, cutting off my air.” “I want it,” I squeaked, desperate for breathe. “Louder, whore…what do you want?” His muscular arm relaxed a little from around my neck so I could responded, “I want your big load,” “Where?” “Inside me, shoot it up my gut,” I felt sick, but I wanted it to end. He laughed, moved his arm and gripped my hair again. “Time to get you pregnant bitch!” He slapped my firm ass, making me flinch and my hole contracted as he completely withdraw then pushed me down and slammed the entire length back into me, putting his considerable weight behind his last thrust and taking all the air from my lungs. He bellowed a deep growl, “Take every drop cunt! Take the breed!” and with that I felt his cock swell and pump his cream into my gut, his grip tightened on my hips and his fingers dug painfully into my flesh as every muscles in his body tense violently. Huffing and grunting I counted 5, 6, 7 spurts, before he shoved again and collapsed over my back, his abs heaving, sweat pouring off his brow. He pushed himself up, still breathing hard and yanked his dick out of my still clenched hole with a pop. Standing up easily while I was prone on the ground, still in pain, he hefted his dick and put it back in his jeans. I rolled to my side, “Catch ya slut!” he offered as he turned and swaggered off into the thick of trees and out of sight.
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Chapter 1 - Broken Promises In 2010, Conor fell in love. He was young, had never been in a relationship before, and simple fell head over heels with his boyfriend. They were two young guys living in the big city, and did everything together. It really seemed like it would never end. After all, first love is always forever, right? Conor was a sexual creature, though, and like in many relationships, after a few years the sex began to dry up. At that point, they agreed that it was okay to sleep with other people, as long as it was safe. It seemed to be working, for a while at least, but Conor's fantasies could never be satiated. The more that he found himself being restricted, the more he wanted the taboo. He realized he didn't want the men he was fucking to be wearing rubbers. As they were fucking him, he just wanted to scream "Breed me", "Fill my hole", and "Seed my guts". His tastes in porn were changing, and he could no longer watch porn that even briefly showed a condom. Then, in 2013, Conor slipped up. One Saturday night, he was at a bar without his boyfriend, and ended up in the back room. Before he knew it, a mouth was wrapped around his cock. No harm, right? But as the cocksucker grabbed his ass, his jeans started to slip down, and eventually his ass was not only visible, but vulnerable. Luck would have it that, the minute his ass broke free from his jeans, a cute young punk approached him from behind, tweaking his nipples and chewing on his neck. This sent Conor into full on pig mode. The moment the tip of that uncut cock touched his raw hole, he knew it was over, and he wasn't going to be able to resist his primal urges. Conor didn't end up getting home until 4:00 AM, and when he did he immediately jumped in the shower. He had lost count of the loads he had taken in that dirty back room, and knew he couldn't get into bed with his boyfriend with cum leaking out of him. He spent the whole day Sunday being torn between telling the truth and keeping it a secret. He certainly could have said he was just out with friends late, and leave it at that. But there was a nagging thought that kept crossing his mind... he didn't know the status of any of the men who bred him the night before. What if, in a few months, he tested positive? How was he going to explain that to Brad? The guilt got the better of him. When Brad came home on Sunday evening, Conor asked if they could talk. "I need to tell you something..." Conor started, his voice clearly shaking. "Okay... what?" Conor took in a deep breath. He had never had to break news like this to anyone. "Last night, I had sex at the bar." Brad just stared at him, silent for a moment. "And?" Conor could feel his face burning beet red. Moment of truth. "I... I got fucked... without a condom." Conor couldn't look Brad in the eye at that point, but heard a heavy sigh. Now is the point where he felt he should tell Brad that it wasn't just with one man, but with, hell, he had lost count. After a few hours of talking, and more than a few tears shed, Brad agreed to forgive Conor, as long as it didn't happen again. Happy endings are great, aren't they? Shame there was no happy ending for Conor and Brad. Through the next few months, their relationship had become strained. It felt to Conor like something was just suddenly missing. It went beyond the point of disappointment on Brad's part. Conor felt like Brad had lost all of his love and interest in the relationship, and this tore him apart. Brad started staying later at work almost every night, had no interest in going out to do anything with Conor on the weekends, and would often fall asleep on the couch, not bothering to get up and go to bed. A few months of this was all that Conor could handle before he had to speak up. Brad, it turns out, had never truly forgiven Conor for that night. He was terrified that if he had sex with Conor, he would be risking contracting HIV. On top of all of that, Brad had not always been working late, but rather was at someone's place that Conor didn't know. Brad broke off the relationship that night, and while they decided they could temporarily live together, Conor found out that Brad's new friend was not really just a friend. Conor felt he had gotten what he deserved, and started spiraling into a caustic depression. He had fucked up the only love he'd ever known, was still living in what was becoming a toxic situation, and had nowhere else to live. He had a good support system around him, friends who truly loved him and tried to make his ordeal less of a burden, but that could only last so long. He knew that he needed a fresh start, and one night when Brad came home from what Conor presumed was Brad's new boyfriend's place, Brad saw Conor packing up his things into a suitcase. Conor, in tears, informed Brad that he would be moving - not just to a new apartment, but to a new city. He had to get as far away from this situation as possible, and couldn't bear the idea of running into Brad and, well, whatever the fuck his name was. In a calm, cold manner, wished Conor the best of luck and went into the spare bedroom. Three days later, Conor was on a plane, armed only with his two suitcases, a heavy heart, and a desperate hope that things would get better in his new city.
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40 yo sub bottom living in Vegas. Need to be used hard. Love bondage and all sorts of kinks. Unfortunately limited gear here, but open to almost anything.
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I live in Las Vegas and for a town called Sin City, it can really be hit or miss if you're a bottom. But I'll never forget the time that I was essentially raped at Entourage, one of the two remaining bathhouses here in town. I'd been out with a couple of friends and we'd gone to Badlands, a somewhat old style saloon in the same commercial center where Entourage is located. I was feeling buzzed and was in no condition to drive home so as we said our goodbyes, my buddies went their way and I walked over to Entourage. As it was roughly 2:00 AM on a Friday night, all the rooms were taken up and I had to settle for a locker. I figured I'd just wait til a room was available and get some sleep then. In the meantime, I figured I'd check out the action. I undressed and walked around with the towel over one shoulder, which, for the most part, covered my cock, but which left my ass visible. The hallways and TV room were nearly empty and, as I made my way around, I could see that most doors were closed. I silently regretted those last two Jack and cokes I'd had because they were beginning to hit me and all I wanted was to lay down somewhere quiet and get some rest. That's when I saw Him walking towards me: good looking, muscular, 20 something year old dark haired stud with a USMC tattoo on his right pec and a beer can thick cock hanging between his legs. He walked past me without acknowledgement, but as I turned to look over my shoulder, I caught him doing the same, apparently staring at my ass. For the next few minutes, as I looked for a place to lay down, I would occasionally see him in my peripheral vision, stalking me as if I were his prey. I finally made my slightly disoriented way into the empty dark room and lay face down on a waist high platform, ready to get some shut eye and oblivious to the fact that the stud had followed behind me and was standing a mere few feet from me, fisting his thick cock and making plans for my hole. As I lay there on the verge of sleep, I suddenly felt him straddle my ass, spread my cheeks with both hands, and what felt like a baseball bat pressing against my asshole, trying to stretch it against its obvious resistance. The shock and pain woke me the fuck up and in a drunken slur I said "Please don't, you're really big." Without saying a word he backed off and I could hear him pop open some lube and begin to jack his cock. I naively thought that that was the end of it when he suddenly lay his full weight on my back, clamped one hand around my mouth, and used his other hand to maneuver his now slick cock between my cheeks and started using that big mushroom head as a battering ram. The slippery lube and his insistence gradually spread my hole and with an almost audible pop, his cock head forced its way through my sphincter and I heard him groan savagely as I lay there and saw stars from the pain of the sudden invasion. I tried getting up from under him but he used his body weight to hold me down and as he shoved the remaining length of his hole wrecker in me, he hissed into my ear, "I'm fucking balls deep in you now, just fucking take it." I felt helpless as I lay there and felt him bucking his hips and sliding his thick fucker in and out of me, feeling his huge cock head drag and push my insides as he shoved in and out of my guts. In the back of my mind, I was worried and scared because I knew I was essentially getting raped by a big dicked stud who hadn't even contemplated putting a condom on before spearing my guts with his huge cock. But in the forefront, I was beginning to really enjoy the fuck as I he would slam balls deep and ram directly onto my prostate. I couldn't help it and I started moaning uncontrollably against his hand on every down stroke. He soon noticed and that seemed to turn him on. He started getting more vocal, whispering encouragements into my ear, "That's right, fuck yeah, I knew you'd love my cock.....yeah, take my fucking cock all in you..... Yeah, your tight little pussy is gonna make me cum..... Yeah, I'm gonna fill you up with my load." The rhythm of the cock pistoning in and out of my ass began to become more frantic, even as I recognized a complete stranger was about to shoot his cum into my unprotected hole. His breathing became more ragged as he suddenly pushed himself as deep into me as he could and froze in place as I could feel his cock twitching and throbbing balls deep in me as he flooded my guts with his cum and groaned, "Fuck yeah, knocking your ass up with my seed! Yeah, take it all bitch, take my babies in you, fucking take my load!" My hole spasmed around his cock, responding to the stimulus as he lay on top of me, his heart beating like a jack rabbit and his cock still throbbing with the last jets of his orgasm. He pulled his cock out of me and I felt empty as the cool air hit my now puffed up ass lips. He smacked my left ass cheek and said, "Keep my cum in you and let it do its job, cumdump." With that advice he got off of me and walked back into the darkness. I lay there confused and conflicted as my military rapist's cum slowly trickled out of my hole and ran down my balls to join the load I'd unexpectedly shot as he took my ass and made it his cumdump. -
Now I hoping this is the place to ask...Where the hell do I find (if they are actually a thing) tough, rude, mean asshole tops who will be as brutal as they like and really do what they claim to do. im in Melbourne Australia, and I don’t care if I have to travel periodically to be used and pummeled...but I’d kinda like one near me to keep me in line. if you know someone like this or think your a tough master message me...and try restore my faith in the red blooded asshole tops that people are claiming to be...,
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Rye was a tall good looking guy, he had been in the Army and was muscled, tatted with a baby face. He was very popular with the ladies and had not issue getting laid. He like one night stands and women who had been with him described their encounters as physical and rough. There are a few women who called it rape or forced but Rye shrugged it off, he told buds and and even an officer that came to visit him that she wanted it and begged him and now she is fucking saying I raped her. That is fucking bullshit, you know how women are. The older officers agreed and Rye in his charming way got them to not file a report and to tell the woman it was Rye's word against her's and there was nothing they could do. Rye had abducted women before when he was out of the county and used them and released them and he had done it once in the states when he was on vacation in the mountains at a cabin. He was determined to not get another visit from the police and decided that building a safe room in his basement was what he needed to do now that he had his own place and he began to build it out. The basement had the plumbing for a toilet and a sink near an center wall. Rye built a cage floor to ceiling out of Iron rails much like a prison cage. He also welded hooks to the bars and cemented several in the floor to be able to chain a woman once he had one in his home. The basement was sound proofed and the loudest music could not be heard from outside or even upstairs. Rye was growing sexually frustrated and decided to go on a trip to release some pressure. He need to use and control a woman and control her as he used her as his fuck doll with no care for whether she enjoyed it or wanted it. Rye drove two hours to Denver and rented a hotel room for Friday through Monday. He picked up a woman cheating on her husband the first night. He had been talking to her and he was as sweet as he could be when they met downstairs in the lobby but once inside the room he grabbed her by the throat at pinned her against the wall and told her she was nothing but a cheating slut and if she did not want her husband to know she was cheating she would shut the fuck up and get undressed. When he let her go she undressed as Rye watched and tight worked out body and then he grabbed a ball gag and fastened it on her mouth and led her to the bathroom and put her in the shower and gave her an enema to clean her out. She shook her head and protested in her muffled way and he cleaned her up and then led to the bed and pushed her down and put restraints on her wrist and tied her to the bed. Rye told her how hot she looked and the she was going to have the time of her life, she shook her head no but Rye ignored her and went down on her eating her out and soon she came and he stood up and undressed and showed his married slut his muscled body and tats. Taunted her and told her he could tell she wanted to touch him and feel his chest, then he pulled his pants off and revealed a thick 10" dick. He had told her he was hung and a bit more then 8" but not that the was carrying a club that would stretch and wreck her pussy and ass. Rye fucked and loaded her ass and pussy several time and then unfastened her and made her pose for him and he snapped pictures of her ass and pussy with cum in it and his cheating mistress sucking his dick before telling her to get dressed and go home to hubby. If you say anything about this these pictures are going to your husband, I have his cell number from your phone. He called while you were taking it up the ass the first time. I want him to eat my cum out of your pussy and the next time you cheat on your hubby I want you to take some BBC. He feel asleep feeling totally satisfied and went on the hung the next day for his new prey. He spent ever hours trying to locate a suitable subject and finally ran into a young woman who had just moved to town. She had just rented a furnished room at a less desirable pay by the week motel four blocks away. He invited her to dinner and she declined to come up for the night. They talked on the phone for a few hours that night and he found out she did not know anyone in town and she was going to start looking for a job in the city. He asked her to go site seeing and they spent the day together. They had dinner and some wine at the restaurant and Rye told her he would have to go home for the week but would be back next weekend to see her. She told him she would love that, they talked some more and when Tina got up and went to the rest room he put some g in her glass. They talked a bit ore and he asked her to come to the the room to talk and she reluctantly agreed. When they arrived he watched as the more they talked the more she groggy she became. He went over and sat next her her and slowly positioned her on the pillow and started to take off her clothes. She had a beautiful body with big tits, they felt natural and a thin little frame. Hairless pussy and a tight body and she looked very inexperienced sexually. He rubbed her clit and got her wet and then slide his finger in her and she was fucking tight. Jackpot, he decided that she would come home with him instead of just having a night or two of fun. He took lots of pictures and then around 4 AM he slipped on her clothes and went down to grab his bat bag and emptied it and slipped her in it after getting back to the room. Grabbed a luggage dolly and wheeled her out to the SUV. Lifted her in and wheeled the dolly back to the lobby. He did not check out as he planned on driving back to the city and creating an alibi. They drove the two hours and it was still dark when he pulled up and he carried Tina in and again undressed her and took her to the basement and chained her to the cage and fed her a sleeping pill and then locked it. He had a camera he could see on his phone so he could keep an eye on her while he was gone. He raced back to the hotel and pulled up at 9:30 AM and made sure staff saw him as he stumbled in like he had been out drinking and went to bed. Slept and put the do no disturb sign out and woke up at 11 AM and he got dressed and headed to check out. He made a big deal about checking out and flirted with the two check out staff and told them they needed to party when he was back in town. Then he left and drove home, He had checked the video and she had not moved much but he knew she would be waking up naked soon on a blanket chained and he wanted to see her as that all unfolded. He got home and made in the house and he was able to turn the TV on and watch Tina as she started to come out of her sleep and he caught her as she tried to figure out where she was and how she got there. She started to call for help and scream but only Rye could her her. He finally muted the tv and watched as she tried to get out of the chain attached to her angle. It was locked in a metal clasp and would not go anywhere. She finally after six hours gave up and slept. She was worn out. While she was sleeping and in the dark Rye brought her a power bar and water. She did not realize until Rye turned on some music and small light. She looked around to see but he had already left and she ate the bar and drink the water and then pleaded for help. In the morning she found a note. You may need to go to the rest room, there is a five gallon bucket in the corner. If you can hold it to 1 PM; I will unlock the cage and you may find your way to the toilet and shower just outside the cage. Clean up and dry off and then go immediately back into your cage. If you disobey you will be punished. She held it till 1 PM and the cage was unlocked by a man in all black with a ski mask. She cried for help and he turned and walked away and she used the toilet and took a shower and dried off. While she was showering a note along with two toys were placed at the opening where food was slide though. The note read, pleasure yourself, use only one of the toys. You may try each for a short time but only use one! When the national anthem starts you will start to pleasure yourself. You must use the toy till you cum no mater how long it takes. Once you cum, you must immediately put the toy back and stop pleasing yourself. Tina, sat there and began to cry, Rye turned the music on and Tina did not move. The music stopped and he told her in a muffled voice, fucking grab the toy and please yourself or you will regret it. She stopped crying out of fear and grabbed the wand and began to rub her pussy and she was soon wet and moaning. She inserted the toy while it vibrated on her clit and she soon came hard. She lingered a bit but pulled it out and put it on the tray and sat there with her legs wide open touching herself. She soon came again by rubbing her clit. Andre turned the lights off and came and replaced the toys with food and water and a pill. Take the pill, show the camera with your tongue and then swallow it. Then eat baby girl! Tina thought fuck, I am not your baby girl that is sick! She feel asleep and woke up in the morning on a fuck bench with a blindfold on restrained and cold. ....... More to come
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I've been visiting this site for awhile now but have never posted anything, but I thought I'd share my 'personal' stories from now on. Everything is based on true story. It was summer school. I was a horny bastard in high school. I remember jacking-off, on average, five to six times a day. I've always had sex with chicks in high school but never with guys, until one day I went on Craigslist looking for a car. I did this for about two weeks before I saw saw the Men seeking Men section and clicked on it. I was surprised how so many men in my area find sex this way. I responded to a few advertisements, but nothing happened until one day I decided to post my own listing around 10:00 P.M. While I didn't have any experience with men, I did know I was very attracted to older, muscular, 'daddy' types, so I posted an advertisement with the heading 'Younger for Older." I received about 30 e-mails within the next 30 minutes. I didn't like any of the responses except for one guy who described himself as: "'Daddy', 40 years old, 8 1/2 inch beer can thick total top, 5'9" tall, 200 pounds, thick muscular hairy." He was just my type. We exchanged e-mails and it turned-out he lived about half a mile down the street, but as I had school very early the next morning we didn't get to meet. The next night he e-mailed me again, asking me if I was free to play at his house. My parents were still home (and in fact were still awake that night) but I was horny as hell, so I typed "Yes, can you pick me up at my house?" The answer came immediately "Yes, give me your exact address." I complied, adding "Give me half an hour to prep." "You got it" was 'Daddy's' succinct reply. I took a shower, cleaned my butt, used my mom's enema, and 30 minutes later he drove-up in front of the house where I was waiting at the curb. I got in his car and inwardly thought 'Woof'. He was very handsome and just exactly my type. I almost nutted just by looking at him. Three minutes later we arrived at his house. No sooner had the door closed behind us than 'Daddy' started passionately kissing me. We made out for about ten minutes before he lead me to his bedroom where he had me to get on my knees, and opening his trousers, presented me with his beautiful, thick and long cock. He grabbed my head saying merely "Open-up, boy." It was my first time sucking cock and I gagged each time I tried to go all the way down on him. Fortunately he quickly pulled me to my feet, removed my clothing, and positioned me so he could eat-out my ass for a long time, remarking in the process that I had the cleanest and tastiest hole he had ever tasted. I was in heaven! "You are extremely tight" he also commented, eating and fingering my ass for several minutes, preparing me for for his big cock. He positioned me on my back, and, now fully naked, he lay on top of me. My legs almost automatically curled around his torso. Again we started making out again while his cockhead began to nudge it's way into my ass. "Condom?" I asked. "Sorry, all out" he replied, "We don't have to do this if you don't want to" Daddy said. "Well... I want it... But please put a condom on..." I replied. "I don't have any. Sorry. I'm clean. You don't have to worry" repeating "We don't have to fuck if you're not comfortable." "OK" was all I could manage as we began making out again. His hairy chest was dripping in sweat. I was overwhelmed by him. He was so hot and feeling his sweaty hairy chest on mine felt so good that I was oozing precum. Meanwhile his cock continued to nudge my ass, but this time I didn't object - I was determined to give him what he wanted. Now, as I said, this was my first time as a bottom and he had a huge thick cock, so naturally his entry was quite painful but no way was I going to chicken-out. I was having the best time of my life! Still it took 'Daddy' about five minutes before his entire raw cock was lodged inside my ass. Yes, it was utterly painful, but damn, at the same time he felt good! Initially he fucked me slowly and gently for about ten minutes, then he pick-up the pace and for another thirty minutes he was pounding my ass very roughly. I moaned and yelled 'Daddy' with every stroke. Although still painful, gain it was painful, but felt unbelievably good - and to be honest, I was proud I was able to give him what he wanted. He fucked me rough for about half hour in every position. By this time my ass was bleeding - whenever he took his dick out of my ass, his dick was coated with my blood, and to be honest, while part of me wanted him to stop, another part did NOT want him to stop. I just wanted him to make me his bottom bitch, and that he did. After over an hour of hard fucking, he looked me straight in the eyes and said "Tell me you want daddy's load, boy. Say it!. Tell me to breed that pussy!. Say you're daddy's little bitch!" And so I did and as I said the words, I felt his warm load blow up my ass. I felt it for stream inside my hole for as many as ten seconds. Talk about a heavy cummer! And I got every single drop of it. After he had fucked, cum inside me and utterly used me, he told me he was too tired and told me to walk home. It was now 12:00 midnight. And so I did, walking home bowlegged and sore with his cum still inside my ass. Oh yeah - I came three times that night. 'Daddy' fucked me many more times - until I graduated high school and moved on. True story PS: He was neg and so was I. -
Fucked by disgusting old man in a park
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This happened in the late 70s when I was around 27 yrs old. I worked at GM in Oklahoma City, got off at 3 each day, so I had a couple free hours before I had to be home for the wife. There is a public park, Trosper Park, in Midwest City area. It was very active then, still is pretty active today, but they've done everything they can to limit the activity, shutting down and demolishing the public bathrooms, putting up fencing to keep people from going into the woods on trails, etc. I used to go down those trails. The cum soaked tissues, rubbers filled with cum, made me hornier every time as I imagined the guys who fucked and sucked in those woods. Anyway, I parked near one of two public bathrooms. The men's side was very busy, guys coming and going, a few naked horn dogs would occasionally stand at the door, waving their hard dicks to the world. I finally got up the nerve to tuck my cock back in my Levi's and walk to the bathroom. A nice looking guy was wanking at the urinals. Two booths were occupied. I stepped up beside him and we jerked each other for a bit. The danger of being caught was an added, exciting boost to my sex drive. It must have worked for him, too, cause he stiffened his body, moaned, and shot his load, splattering the porcelain of the urinal. He quickly tucked, zipped, and left without finishing me. Damn. I heard the guys in the booths, noisily sucking. Then one yelled, shi, I'm cumming. He said thanks, man, and quickly left. I moved into the empty stall. There was a good sized glory hole. It made me horny, thinking how his dick was through that hole, pulsing his load into a waiting mouth. So, I stepped up, slid my 8 inch cock through the hole. A warm hand jacked me, then a warm, wet mouth took me in. Oh shit it felt great. I just wanted more. He stopped. I pulled back and a big uncut cock pushed through. At that time I had never sucked. I did6really want to, so I just jacked him. That must have frustrated him as he pulled back and said, come over here, kid. The booths didn't have doors. I waddled around to his side, pants at my knees. He was a chubby, short, very hairy old guy. He told me he would hum my cock and removed his dentures. That was kind of gross. But it felt so good that I gave in. He worked my cock like magic, smooth, wet, slick, his tongue dancing all over my dick. He stood up. Pushing me into the back of the stall, forcing me to bend forward, I felt his big uncut, dripping cock head against my ass. I had never had anal sex. But I was so turned on, I yielded to this old troll, letting him penetrate and push forward. It hurt so much I saw stars and cried out. He let me adjust to his size, then began to fuck me. I gradually relaxed and my prostate was being battered by his blunt cock with each shove forward. My dick was painfully hard and I just wanted the old man to use my ass. Hugging me tight. His hairy abdomen was pushed against my smooth back, his dick pistoning into my bowels, he grunts and shoves deep. His cum pulses into me. Over and over. My cock pulses and I moan making a big mess all over the porcelain potty as my cum splatters. He pulls out, turns me around, forces me to sit in my own cum on the stool and makes me clean off his cum and ass juice-covered cock. It was disgusting and hot at the same time. Thanks, kid, he said. Zipped up and left. I sat there, stunned, as more guys came in and did their thing. I finally got up, cleaned my ass up, left for home. I visited the park many times and he sucked me off several times. His gummy buds were too fantastic to turn down. Replies? Similar experiences? Krob73045@gmail.com- 17 replies
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There I was. 18 years old. Straight. American. In Munich. Didn't speak a word of German. And completely out of money. I was tall, blond haired, and muscled, but also kind of twinky. I was a runner and played hockey, and took care of my body well. I was mostly hairless, except for a neatly kept happy trail. It was a senior trip gone wrong. I'd just graduated high school and I asked my parents to send me to Europe to celebrate. I went with a friend, but he started partying in Barcelona. Hard. The last night we were there, we went out to some club, he got wasted, and went home with some girl. I went back to our hotel room and crashed. The next morning, his phone was dead, and we were supposed to be on a train at 10am. I went to the train station but he never showed up. I did France on my own and stuck to the schedule, thinking he'd turn up, but he didn't. I called and called, but nothing. I figured his phone must have gotten broken somehow. And I just kept waiting on him to show up. A few days later, I caught a train to Germany, like we'd planned. The problem was that my friend grew up in Germany. He knew the area, the language, and on top of that, he was the one funding this whole thing. As I got off the train, I didn't really know what to do. I looked around for him, thinking maybe he'd come straight here and that he was waiting for me, but nothing... I couldn't afford the hotel room we were suposed to stay in, so I just sat down in the train station to regroup and make a plan. I was worried about my friend, but I was even more worried about myself. I was way in over my head. I thought about calling my parents for help, but they'd worry too much, and I didn't want to get my friend in trouble. Not to mention, I was young and enterprising, and I could take care of myself. I decided to go hang out around a hotel bar and see if I could find some girl to hook up with and spend the night. I started walking and found a hotel not too far away that was called the Hotel Deutche Eiche. It had a little cafe out front, and I surmised from the noise, a rooftop bar. I glanced around the cafe, but it was all dudes. So I hopped in the elevator and went for the roof. I climbed out and went to the bar to order a drink. As I ordered my vodka soda, I looked into my wallet. With just a few dollars left, I realized I couldn't pay for it. The look of terror on my face was quickly recognized by the guy on the bar stool next to mine, who called out to the bartender to put it on his tab and make it a double. I looked over to thank him. He was taller than me, probably 30 or 35 years old, and like me, thin, but built. I said thanks and sat down. We clinked glasses, and he told me to drink up. Then he ordered us another round. (to be continued)
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When you first meet Mitch, chances are you'd see just another white teenager trying to be cool by imitating the dress, mannerisms and swagger of his black friends. Like most people you'd probably just shake your head and wonder where his parents were when they should have been teaching him to stand up straight, look people in the eye, get good grades, make something of himself, etc. Maybe you're the exception, maybe you're the guy who sees through his macho act and realizes how insecure the kid really is, maybe you're like Terrell. From the moment Terrell spotted Mitch, he saw right through his false exterior. Even with only a moment's interaction, when T's sister introduced Mitch as the newest employee at the restaurant where she works, Terrell was sure that this kid was a poser, desperately trying to keep something secret from his family, or friends at school. Usually white boys acting like "wiggers" was nothing new, but T felt certain this kid was trying a little harder and worried a little more than he should be about keeping up appearances. "Sup Mitch? Nice to meet ya." Terrell said, sizing up the teen while moving in to shake his hand. Before he could clasp his palm with the boy's, Mitch slid his fingers back, slapped them with T's and fist bumped him. "Fo Sho' Terrell, Aisha been illin to bounce fo' hours son," T had a hard time not laughing at the over-exaggerated ebonics the boy used. "Good thing you showed on time or she'da put a hit on yo' ass!" "Best be leavin' then, peace out kid." After one more ridiculous slide/swipe/bump combo, Aisha and Terrell went to leave, as Mitch returned to work, putting away some packs of napkins on a lower shelf. T's dick swelled as the teen's jeans dropped dangerously low on his hips, almost taking his boxers with them, stopping just far enough for Terrell to catch a glimpse of his lily white ass crack and the soft blonde hairs glowing in the reflected light. Embarassed, the high schooler tugged them higher and turned to see if he'd been caught, accidentally allowing him to take in the view as T adjusted his monster snake through his jeans and boxer briefs. Usually straight boys are oblivious to such gestures (or they'll act like it is sick and wrong and possibly attack), but Mitch froze and his eyes widened a little, leading to he and T sharing a look before Mitch's cheeks went red and he whipped back to the napkins. "So that's what he's hiding," Terrell thought to himself, making a mental note to squeeze Aisha for more info on Mitch later that night. Pics that inspired Mitch and Terrell: Terrell was no stranger to closeted gay guys, especially in his line of work: dealing Tina, Coke, Gina and Molly to a large selection of users, ranging from teens to seniors, in every color imaginable. Often he'd helped a hot young gay dude come out by getting high with him and providing an opportunity for them to be alone, naked and surrounded by drugs. For the most part, T was accustomed to practicing these skills on guys who came to him to buy, so it hadn't really crossed his mind what he'd need to do to work his magic on a sober stud. Aisha was as helpful as she could be, without any knowledge of what her bro had in mind for the teen. Under the guise of small talk while they ate dinner, she divulged Mitch's age, family situation (two sisters in college, dad in another state, mom working 60-80 hour shifts as hospital administrator), area where he lived (about two miles away in a nicer part of town), personal history (moved here last year, only a few friends, saving up to buy a car), and so on. When she was finally finished and her boyfriend had showed up to drive her home, she unwittingly given T a plan of attack. Once the door clicked shut, Terrell hopped on his laptop and found Mitch on Facebook. His assumption that the teen was hungry for friends proved true when the friend request was accepted within moments of being sent. Now that he was in, it was time to do some research and make sure this boy was a homo. Photos and status updates confirmed that the only women in his life were his family and some close friends from his old town. Dating seemed to be the only thing excluded from his detailed, copious posts; a good sign for T. As more photos and posts loaded, T's jaw dropped as a photo of Mitch with some of his former school's fellow swim team members popped up. Terrell massive uncut cock pulsed at the sight of bare teen flesh like normal, but what made it surge to half-hard was the boy in the middle. Buff but trim, cut abs, pecs, thighs and calves, capped by wide shoulders and firm biceps, leading to a familiar smile and blonde mass of wet hair: it was Mitch, and he was hot as fuck. T pulled his jeans and undies to the floor, grabbed his bubbler, loaded a fat crystal and hit it while scrolling through more and more shots of Mitch's body, butt and bulge. From an initial inspection, he probably had average size dick and balls, but his butt was the definition of bubbly and his body was flawless. Stroking his foreskin over and down the head and shaft of his chocolate penis was causing his balls to tighten and droplets of precum to appear at his dickslit. The doorbell rang, eliciting some curses from T, but he smiled when the webcam on his porch revealed it was one of his regular clients, a law school student who bought Tina when he needed to pull an all-nighter… and also enjoyed getting Terrell's cock down his throat. "Come in and lock u[ behind you," Terrell commanded upon opening the door, not bothering to put his pants back on. Law boy did as requested then sat on the couch opposite Terrell's layzboy, and licked his lips while counting out his cash. T weighed a fat sack for the boy, admiring his easy handsome face and slim body, noticing for the first time how much he looked like a young Rob Lowe. "Get naked and I'll smoke you out." "Rob" seemed hesitant, since none of his previous visits required he get undressed. Still the sight of the shard T chose for the pipe changed his mind, and in a flash he was naked and stroking a respectable 7 inch cut penis. As they each took a hit from the pipe, T went back to looking at pics of Mitch, now on his phone, and lazily worked his own cock until the bowl was finished and "Rob" fell to his knees and started nibbling the foreskin and lapping at the balls, shaft and head. "I bet lil' mitchy would have a fucking aneurism if he walked in on this!" T thought, chuckling under his breath while pushing his cock deeper into Rob's mouth and gullet. Like a lightening bolt, it struck T that a little unexpected exposure to gay sex was exactly what Mitch needed in order for Terrell to plant a seed in the kid's brain. Pushing his cock in Rob's mouth until his balls rested on the 22 yr old's chin, T found Mitch's number and dialed him. Rob: "Sup, who dis?" Mitch answered, catching T off guard for a second. "This is T, ya know, Terrell, Aisha's bro." T tried his best to make the boy feel like he was convincingly ghetto, but he was slightly distracted by the fag tonguing his shaft. " Just wondering if you got plans for Saturday night after you get off work. Me and some buds are gonna play ball at the park then head back to my place for some smoke and cocktails." "Sounds awesome bro," for a moment Mitch almost forgot to speak poorly, then calmed himself enough to return to his previous pattern. "Can't smoke cuz' the shit job does random UA's man, but I'd be down to play ball and hang. Lemme run and check with my moms real quick to see if it's coo." As Mitch put the phone down, T could still hear him talk to his mother, suddenly becoming the perfect little preppy boy, saying all the right shit that moms love and promising he won't drink, smoke or be out past 11. The sound of this little boy begging his mommy to come get corrupted was too much for T, who grabbed Rob from the floor, shoved his discarded undies in his mouth, turned him around and bent him over the couch. Rob was obviously freaked, so Terrell shoved some poppers under his nose while reaching into his discarded jeans for a small container of boy butter. Still as he pressed his cock head against the law student's sphincter, he heard some mumbles about a condom, which just made him laugh. Instead he shoved the poppers back under Rob's nose, then pressed his weight into the boy, forcing him up against the back of the couch, including his face, muting his cries as T's fat head burst into Rob's hole. He had every reason to cry since Terrell's cock was now somewhere in the range of 10-11 inches and as thick as a 40. Mitch came back on the line and told Terrell he was in, asking who all would be there. Pumping deeper and deeper into Rob's cunt, T tried to sound normal as he explained it would be some friends and maybe a guy or two from grindr. Silence was all that came back over the phone line for a minute until Mitch expressed wonder at what grindr was. The pause meant Mitch knew exactly what it was, and he probably had a profile on there. Terrell explained in g-rated terminology what grindr was used for, and Mitch finally, reluctantly agreed to be there after his shift Saturday. As soon as the call ended, T flipped Rob on his back and slammed back inside the law bitch, making his scream and try desperately to get away. T had an obvious advantage when it came to making Rob stay put, since he was almost a foot taller than his victim bottom at nearly 6'7" and worked out for three hours everyday, building his body into a fuck machine! Pinning Rob with one hand, he resumed raping his ass while his free hand did a search on grindr. With some minor modifications to the age, location parameters and interests, T had no trouble coming up with Mitch's profile. As he suspected, Mitch had taken a pic from his swim team collection and blurred his face and the background. Still Terrell was confident it was him. Clicking on his other photos, he moaned when the next photo was one of Mitch grasping his hard 6 inch cock on a twin bed that T guessed to be in Mitch's room. Posters featuring the X-men and pink floyd hung behind him on the wall. Again the face was blurred, but that didn't stop T. Clicking for the last photo, he felt his balls tighten at the sight of Mitch doggy style on that same bed, with a magic marker shoved up his hole. Plowing as deep as he could caused his cum to explode far up Rob's hole, as well as making the poor boy scream and pass out. Pulse after pulse of jizz coated the unconscious boy's innards until T felt woozy too and collapsed onto the inert body of the law boy he'd just made into a law man. --- Rob's rape: When Rob came to, T was wearing some bball shorts while a tall thin white dude covered in tattoos worked his 8 and 1/2 inch cock in and out of Rob's hole. Terrell had been calling bros to see who he could get for Saturday and when Yuri told him he needed to stop by to re-stock on tina, it only seemed polite to offer Rob's ass as a bonus. Tears ran down the student's cheeks as he resigned himself to being a cumdump for the two men that night, hitting the pipe again as much as he could in hopes of forgetting what happened when he left three hours later, sloshing around with 4 loads inside his butt. Yuri: Next time...
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LA Story Chris kept his eyes shut tightly and bit his lower lip hard to avoid making any noise from escaping his mouth as he felt the weight of Jay’s body pushing him down to the pillow that was wedged under his belly each time Jay’s cock pounded down into Chris’ tight hole. Chris could feel soreness all over his body from Jay’s punches and kicks from their fight about an hour ago. Chris could feel tears running down his cheeks as he thought about earlier evening events since the arrival at LAX that led him to his current position. Chris just turned 18 and finished high school in June and decided to take a trip to LA alone before starting college in September. Not only this was the first time he was travelling alone without his mom but he also had a plan to finally explore gay scene in this trip for the first time. He’s been keeping his attraction to boys in secret and even had a girl friend who he had sex with couple of times in his senior year. He had no idea what kind of sexual activities two boys could engage but seeing other boys naked bodies in the locker room always made him feel more thrilled and excited than girls so he was quite certain that he was either gay or bi. Before the trip, he went online and found couple of boys around his age from LA that were interested in hanging out with him during his trip. However, when he got off the cab in front of his hotel and looked for his wallet to pay for the cab fare, he couldn’t find it. He went to the hotel desk and tried to see if he could check in but they wouldn’t let him check in without any ID. He called up his online friends and both of them happened to be out of town but one of them were kind enough to ask his friend to come and pick Chris up and let him stay at his house overnight. He also lend Chris the cab fare before the cab driver tried to bargain Chris to have sex with him instead. Chris felt so grateful for Jay’s hospitality at first. As Jay drove away from the city to his place, Chris told him how grateful he was and started to tell him about how this trip was supposed to be his first gay experience and etc. Chris was too naïve to read the signs of another trouble that he was getting into and told Jay about his life and his attraction to guys. After an hour and half long drive, they reached Jay’s house and Chris was surprised how dark and isolated it was. Jay carried the luggage into the house and Chris followed him with his backpack. Jay dropped Chris’ luggage by the door and went straight to the kitchen to grab drinks for them. Chris stood by the door while Jay made the drinks and looked around the living room with a huge TV with no other furniture but few pillows on the floor. Jay brought the drinks to one of the pillows and sat down. Chris sat on another pillow and took the drink from Jay as he handed it to him. “You have to drink it in one shot” Jay told Chris and took his shot. Chris copied Jay and pour it all into his mouth but couldn’t swallow it down as easily as Jay and struggled to keep in it. Jay laughed at Chris’s struggle and pulled off his t shirt. Chris smiled back at Jay and carefully studied his naked torso. Jay told Chris to take his shirt off and he pulled it off of Chris himself when Chris hesitated. “You want to smoke?” Jay asked as he reached for a big glass bong that was on the corner of the room and Chris shook his head. “C’mon. You are in my house so you have to do what I tell you to do.” Jay pushed the bong opening to Chris’ lips and instructed him to slowly inhale til he tells him to stop and hold it in until he tells him to let it out. Chris had strong lung from years of track and wrestling in high school and Jay could see it and instructed Chris to inhale and hold extra long time. By the time Jay let Chris exhale, thick white clouds filled up the whole living room. “Bitch, you got a good hit. Good job. Do another one.” Jay instructed Chris to take another big long hit one after another while he kept his eyes on Chris’ eyes. Jay could see the dilated pupils in Chris’ eyes. Jay pulled the bong from Chris and set it down before he stood up in front of Chris. Chris’ eyes were at the level with Jay’s growing bulge and Jay smiled when he saw the lingering look. Jay pulled Chris up to his feet and led him to the bathroom. He turned the shower head on and told Chris to get naked. Chris stood still a bit hesitant to get naked in front of a stranger even though he was high from the smoke and the drink. That’s the moment when things changed quickly as Jay slapped Chris hard to almost knock him off the balance. “I told you to strip and you do whatever I tell you bitch.” Jay grabbed Chris and wrestled him down to the tiled floor and started to forcefully pull clothes off of Chris. At first, Chris was shocked and didn’t put up much fight but as his senses started to come back he tried to resist Jay. Chris was quite athletic but he was so high from the drugs and against Jay’s 6’ 3” way bigger body, his 5’9” and 145lbs body was overmatched. Soon Jay had Chris pinned down and unable to move under him. Jay was naked as well and his big hard cock kept on growing as Jay through few more punches on Chris’ body. “Get up and wash up.” Jay told Chris as he got off of Chris and kicked him hard in the stomach before walking out of the bathroom. Chris’ spirit as well as his body was beaten and defeated and in spite of his desire to disobey Jay, he got into the shower as he was told. He stood still under the stream of water and felt sore all over his body. All of sudden, the glass door to the shower opened and Jay entered. Jay started to run soap all over Chris’ body and washed his whole body. After the shower Jay wrapped Chris with a big towel and led him back to the living room and sat him down on a pillow. The big screen was on now and it was showing Jay’s big black cock pumping a smooth white hole deep and hard. “You are going to smoke some more but this time I want you to open your mouth wide after you inhale and push your mouth on my cock as much as you can before you exhale, ok?” Jay fed the bong to Chris’ lips as before and Chris did as he was told.
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I know because I have been a naughty, and I know what is about to happen. The cold look on your face when I asked you to be gentle let me know I should have kept my pouting mouth shut. Pointing at the bed you demand “Get your ass in the air now and spread those cheeks faggot!” As I slowly walk over to the bed, you smack my ass so hard it almost lifts me off the ground. You see my wild-eyed expression and you know you have me just where you want me. Surprised, off guard and scared. Looking back at you like a sad little girl that is in deep trouble, I stammer out “I’m sorry daddy…I promise to never misbehave again!” holding my ass with both hands. But you are having none of it. You snort back “What did I tell you bitch?!” Realizing you are really serious and that my streaking tears are only making your angry fat dick harder, I bent over. It’s almost like you know what I am thinking as you flex your muscles making that angry monster dance. Sadly, I put my face in the pillow, and boosted my ass in the air and spread my meaty cheeks, giving you a full view of a brown twitching rosebud. Teasingly, you run your well-oiled cock up and down my chubby ass crack, then blurted out mockingly “Maybe after this, you will learn to listen!” Before I can react, that angry monster, the entire length, all at once pop my little asscunt open with no sympathy, no remorse and no mercy. BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG…. like an engine piston. Each time you drive in, I yelp like a little bitch. Then you push hard, driving us both crashing on the bed while still remaining in my butthole. Your cock pounds me, opening my cunt wider than I ever thought possible. I grip the mattress tightly as you ride me for dear life, a person’s backside is not made to be stretched out this much. The more I whine and blabber about how I promise to behave, the more your angry monster wrecks my pussy. Oh God it feels like you are going tear me apart! Using your knees, you brutishly force me to spread my leg wider for better entry. Your viciousness increases as your grunts get louder. My ass pussy is a crime scene, and in my girly voice I am begging you to cum. I want you to empty your balls because I my ass can’t take this hate fucking, I know I won’t be able to sit normally for days, but you just keep banging away. Then in one move you grab my arms, pull them back as hard as you can, while pushing in me with all you might as streams of semen invade my burning hole. Each pulse of your cock sends fresh jets of nut in my cunt, cum searching for ovaries that are not there, but it doesn’t matter. Your cock continues to expand my hole as the last of your warm gooey nut enters my sissy cunt. Laying on top of me until your balls are completely empty, you hear me meekly sniffle and whisper, “Thank you daddy.” For the first time today, you crack a smile, I know you are thinking I am thanking you for great sex, but my blown out sissy pussy knows the real reason.
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In serious need of ass destruction. Slam me all you want and take over my holes. 6'6" ginger bottom bitch in heat in Kansas City
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I've never really done anything but I have fantasies of being forced to become what I truly am. I don't really enjoy master/slave or daddy/son dynamics but I would love to find someone that would be a buddy or bro that would edge me along without anything too structured. If I found someone, these are some of the fantasies I'd love to realize. I'd be placed in permanent chastity (without a key at all or with you holding the key but knowing it's truly permanent and never coming off. I'd be stretched to take anything from a fist or baseball bat to a cruel condom and horse cock dildo. Once I'm pozzed, I'd have a biohazard tattoo around my asshole and a tattoo along with other tattoos to my place. Take me to a bathhouse and make me lick the floor of the dark room before taking all loads. Pimp me out to truckers or make me put on a show for your friends. I dream of being gangbanged with a hood and gag on, hearing complete strangers making fun of my pathetic caged cock as they fuck me like a fleshlight.
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Liam was 21, had dark tanned skin, curly black hair and a lean, atheletic body. He was masculine and in the closet. Even though he was gay, he still fucked girls to prove himself to his friends, something I found pathetic. Him fucking me was pleasurable, but he always insisted on a condom despite the fact we were both neg. It irritated me: we were both clean, so why wouldn't he dump his load in me? Liam had told me previously that an HIV scare when he was younger turned him away from any unprotected sex, so it was a condom or nothing. I could accept this for a while, but as time went on he started to take me for granted, expecting me to make all the effort to get his plastic-covered dick inside me. But he was hotter than fire and had an amazing physique, so I put up with his bullshit for a year. One night I was desperately horny to top someone, so I invited him over as he had always told me he was vers. But when it came to fuck, he refused to bottom, let alone take my load. "I bottom for masc men only, fag," he told me. I decided that it was time for him to overcome his fear of HIV. I formed a plan. That week I created a Grindr profile on my phone and my tablet. On the tablet I found a picture of the only type he bottomed for: A tall, muscular, masc man. I used that picture to set up the fake profile of a man who I named 'Jim' I used a fake location app to move 'Jim' to Liam's area, and immediately began chatting him up. Soon Liam was begging to bottom for the imaginary 'Jim', but as expected he stated that he only did protected sex. "Don't worry," I explained through the 'Jim' profile. "I'm neg, and I ALWAYS use a condom." I spent days teasing him, leading him on, making him hungry to feel 'Jim's' cock deep in his ass. Then I moved to the next part of the plan. "I want to use u at night in a park." I explained through the 'Jim' profile. "To go there, find u on ur hands and knees with ur ass in the air ready to b fuckd. SAFE only tho!" I smirked. Liam took the bait, agreeing to be fucked, provided Jim wasn't rough because, in Liam's words: "I don't btm much." Now the first stage of my plan was in motion, I moved to the second stage. On the phone I created a fake profile with a picture of Liam. Then I searched my city for any poz man I could find, pretending to be Liam, explaining that I wanted unmedicated poz loads only. I found some poz profiles, and explained using Liam's fake profile: "I have a fantasy. I want to be raped in a park by a poz guy. I'll wait with my ass up in the air, and I want to be held down and have my hole raped with NO LUBE or spit. I want it rough, raw, bloody. I want a poz load in my torn up ass. I want to have any screams, tears or begging to be ignored, I want the real experience. I want me and my ass to be abused and used with no mercy. If I try and move I want to be held down. No safe words, no games. Pure charged poz loads in my ruined hole." I got more responses than I could've hoped for. Soon I set up a time and place, continuing to flirt with Liam using the 'Jim' profile so he would become hornier and more open to suggestion. Then the final part of the plan came about. The night of the event had arrived. I messaged Liam using the 'Jim' profile.. "I was thinking how hot it will b if ur blindfolded when I start fucking u. It will b so hot. I'll take the blindfold off at the end so we cum together " As I expected, Liam was hesitant, but I eventually I convinced him to do it for just the first minute of the fuck. Liam told me his hands were shaking. I told him I was excited to meet him and have some safe fun. Liam arrived at the huge park and walked to the very back where he would be furthest from the road... and anyone helping him. He got on his hands and knees like I had ordered him earlier, and he pulled his pants down to his knees, exposing his ass to the night air. He pulled out a piece of fabric and bound it over his eyes. He waited. Around the corner were 9 highly-charged, poz men who had arrived earlier in anticipation. I'd told them through my fake Liam profile to look out for other poz men who might want in on the action, and they'd noticed each other and gathered as a group to give a young, toned masc jock the gift he had been begging for for weeks. As per my request, they had phones ready to film every painful, dirty detail. Liam messaged 'Jim' that he was ready and putting his blindfold on. He reminded me "Safe Sex Only", and promised he'd leave if I tried anything. I relayed the first part of the message to the waiting men, and like wolves they silently approached the naive young man, unknowing that they were all being used to rape an innocent, unsuspecting neg boy. As the rape began, I blocked Liam on 'Jim's' profile and then deleted it. The next day I asked the men to send me their videos and pics of the night. They all mentioned how hot it was that Liam struggled and cried so much, thinking it was mainly an a roleplay act. The videos showed Liam being set upon by the group and held straight down on the dirt by the men as one by one they shoved raw, dry poz dicks in his tight, hairy hole. He had screamed. He had begged. His hole tore and bled. Toxic loads became the lube of each successive stranger until they had all fucked him more than twice and cum leaked out of his red orifice and dribbled down his bruised flesh onto the ground. After a while, Liam had stopped struggling and instead lay on the dirt crying, poz loads swirling around inside his bloodied, torn guts. Each man dressed and walked off from the crime scene. I saved the videos on my computer and still watch them regularly. The image of Liam being raped again and again for more than an hour makes me instantly hard to this day. I deleted all the Grindr profiles I had used in the crime and went back to my own personal profile where I had favourited Liam and where we usually arranged hookups. His profile was offline for more than 3 days before he finally came back online. I waited another few days so it wasn't suspicious then messaged him. "I'm so horny, I've missed you, sexy!" "Hey... I dont kno." He replied. "Im... not sure I can do sex anymore." He paused for a long time before adding "I want to see u. Im going through a lot right now and Im an emotional wreck. I dropped out of uni bcuz some shit happened that im still getting over. You're a really nice guy [NAME REDACTED]. Plz see me tonight?" I smiled. "I'm kinda busy. Next week?" "OK, I'd like that." Liam replied. "Thanks for messaging me. I rly need someone to talk to." A week later I asked if he wanted to see me. "Im not feeling well today." He responded after a delay. "I think Im coming down with the Flu."
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It was an evening like any other really. Myself and Kane were heading back from the gym to our flat pumped up and needing to unwind. We lived nice and close to the gym so no need to shower, just a hard workout, lots of sweat then back home feet up protein shakes and an evening in front of the xbox. Kane is a sweetheart. Build like a brick shithouse and a smile the same size to match. Smooth as a babe and always working for his misses. She's a nice girl, huge tits which Kane clearly goes for and he must treat her right cause she doesn't half mind screaming the flat down when she's over for the night. Me I'm Aaron. A few years younger than Kane, we became mates down the gym. I was trying to get bigger and he, being the kind hearted soul he was, came over taught me some stuff and the broship grew from there. He helped me out when I was at a low point by renting me a room and we just developed this bond. It was never an issue me being gay nor him being straight. He were just mates and it was all good. Obviously he had no idea what a twisted little fuck I was of course. We got in as usual and he threw himself on the sofa and switched the xbox on. "Need to get my games in before I crash like always!" I laughed. He worked long shifts, and we hit the gym hard in the evenings. It was no wonder that he always seemed to pass out when we got in. Well that and the crushed sleeping tablets I mixed up in his protein shakes. I handed his over. "Down in one bud" and we both chugged down, taking only a brief minute to watch his chest throb up and down as my little night night juice went down the hatch. We kicked back and chatted for a while, Kane on Call of Duty, me flicking through various hook up apps trying to find someone who might catch my eye. Slowly I watched Kane's hands start to droop as he struggled to keep his eyes open. It was beautiful like clockwork. "Come on mate, lets get you to bed" I said as I hooked his arm over my neck and lifted the hulk of a man up. Kane slurred a thank you of sorts and I took him to his room and pushed him onto his bed. "Sleep tight big man" I said as I closed the door. I glanced at my watch. 30 minutes to kill, so I went back to my apps and continued looking for the right man. Sadly there was no one biting tonight, not that that would be a problem. I walked back towards Kane's room and opened the door to find Kane as I'd left him, except now snoring soundly. I moved over and rolled him onto his front. Pulling his racer vest up and over his head and threaded his arms through before dropping them above his head. There were those wet stinking pits I loved so much. And not a shred of hair on them. Kane was naturally smooth mostly, but he liked to add to the effect by shaving too. I took a nice long slow lick all the way up his pit and soaked my face in that delicious stink. How I kept focused in the gym with this beast I never fucking knew. The other arm now. Same this time I kept the moisture in my mouth and hovered my face above his, taking my thumb and slowly pulling his chin down so his mouth opened, drooling his stank into his mouth and watching his reflex swallow it down. Now time for the proper fun. I took out my phone, loaded up the video function, hit record and began my routine. Slowly I pulled down his shorts inch by inch showing those tight white briefs he loved so much and his package outlined within. The shorts came off and I took a deep sniff on camera. Then back to those pants, once bright white but now stained yellow from sweat and piss stains I buried my face into his junk and sniffed pulling a leg open so his ball sack flopped out and again I made a point of sniffing and licking it on the cam. This was mine. My moment with my beast of a man. The pants came off slowly revealing Kane's cock to the camera. He wasn't a big boy, not small, but a little below average. You always look at these big muscle men and expect them to be big all over, but its not always true as Kane proved. His soft dick was about 5 inches with a nice long chewy hood tapering off. I got the camera in nice and close and had a good chew on that hood before rolling it down and exposing his head, giving it a good clean with my tongue. His stink was addictive but his taste was fucking life giving. By now my cock was throbbing and leaking pre cum in my shorts. So I got up, placed the cam on the shelf getting Kane and me in shot nice and clearly and I stripped off completely. I moved in close and grind my body down on his sleeping mass. I kissed those lips and felt my cock throb against his. He didn't kiss back but that didn't stop me sticking my tongue into his mouth and running it around inside. I lifted his legs up and slide him down the bed a bit, propping him up with some cushions and got the money shot. His beautiful hole opening up, slowly unsticking from the sweat. I grabbed the camera and got a nice good shot of me getting inside close and licking it slowly before ramming my tongue in as deep as I could. The boy was straight, he had no reason to keep his hole clean, and you could taste it. Not that I minded of course, it meant an extra moment of humiliation for him on camera. "Someones a dirty fucking pig today aren't they" I said to the cam as I took my finger and dug it dry up into his sweet straight boy pussy. I had done this enough times so he was just loose enough to eventually give way to the intrusion, but not loose enough to not do a bit of damage on the way. "I keep telling you a good pussy should always be clean don't I" I said, mainly for the cameras purpose. "Time for your punishment to help you remember" I pulled my finger out his hole and caught it on cam. A nice blend of dirty streaks and a tinge of blood. "Now in it goes and suck it clean like a good piggy" Shoving my finger in I made a show of dragging it in and out of his mouth. All the while wiping his arse stank over his tongue and into his gums, taking just a little moment to dig my nail in. "I think pig is tired of his foreplay and wants it now" propping the camera for a moment on the bed, I rolled kane over onto his front and pulled his cheeks apart. I grabbed the cam and made a point of squeezing my cock head pissing out pre cum and drenching that puckered hole. I moved the camera in close and made sure it caught the tattoo on my bell end; a distinct black biohazard symbol. "Time for you to get your big man" I muttered as I slowly forced my cock into his hole watching the raw biohazard slip under the skin followed by inch after inch of my 9 inches. I leaned over and positioned the camera on the bed stand, and moved his face towards it. Then I began my assault on his hole. This was pure fucking heaven as always. His guts being churned and torn up by my dick using him like the pig slut I knew him to be. Greedy, never telling me to stop, never telling me no. He could have all the straight fun he wanted with his bitch but I knew he was my pig slut really. I could feel my poz load building up in my balls and with one final deep push I shoved in as deep as I could and released right up inside him shooting over and over again growling and grunting for the camera as I did. I collapsed on his back and laid there for just a minute, listening to him quietly snore underneath me. It would be so easy to be tender to his big hunk of meat, but I never forgot who was this pig and who was the perv here. I pulled out of him and dragged my fingers up his dirty hole and shovelled what cum and mess I could back inside him. I took his mouth aimed the camera and got a nice shot of my dirty cock sliding in deep, in and out till it came out relatively clean. I grabbed a pen from my shorts pocket and wrote POZ LOAD INSIDE between his cheeks releasing them and watching his hole close tight keeping my load nice and safe inside. "Good night you dirty pig" I said to him on cam as I snorted up a nice wad of phlegm and spat it onto his lips before switching off the video and throwing the duvet over him. I walked back into the lounge and grabbed my laptop. I immediately downloaded the film and spent the next hour editing it. Using some of my favourite sound clips of Kane from the gym grunting and groaning, telling me to push it harder, give it my all etc, I edited my next new masterpiece 'Pig fuck 18' before uploading it to my personal site. Tonight had been fun. But tomorrow was always another day to corrupt that pig even further.
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