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I wanna be used for days as a Bareback Cumdump/ChemSlut...COLLAR ME, LEASH ME, CHAIN ME, USE ME, TOUCH ME, FUCK ME, BREED ME!!!!!! I am party friendly- I especially love being on g h b...I will be used however you decide, by whoever you decide and as often as you decide ect...limits will be discussed ahead so I will only be able to answer with "Yes" and "No" will most definitely NOT be an option. Ideally a regular thing to happen at least once(or more, ideally) every month. Looking even further ahead, should you choose to pursue this direction(I.e. relationship/dating me..Ect..)it could eventually ecome a PERMANENT thing(i.e. - I relocate/move in with you as your FUCK-PET/MAID/SEX-SLAVE. I live in Cambridge Ontario, 5'11"-6', 163lbs, toned/slim, Poz-Undetectable, BB ONLY, BOTTOM ONLY, Power Bottom/Cockslut, Chem Friendly, Party Friendly....Let me know. You can pick me up asap. Hmu & ask for my number to txt.
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i'm glad you contacted me, i'll be in your neighborhood soon. Thanks for the naked pictures too! when i see your picture sometimes i find myself thinking of what i would do to you when we finally got together! Let's say i have you bent over face down in the grass at the park taking turns with 2 or 3 of my buddies fucking your hole, we kinda won't care how you think! first my buddy mike always goes first he's a red-head with a 9 1/2 inch x 5 inch dick we let the "big Boy" go first to open you up for the rest of us, he'll pull down his blue boxers (That his wife gave him) lube up his huge pole and ram it in till his red pubes can barely be seen, it'll hurt for a minute but your ass will adjust quickly to the long deep strokes , then again you won't be able to talk because while mike is ripping your ass open for the rest of us to get a piece you'll have me fucking your throat and as you can tell from my pics and videos i'm not a small dick fucker, i'll let you suck me for a while but what i love doing is turning your mouth into my own personal pocket pussy! fucking your thoat with long fast thrust letting my cum filled balls wrap around your chin and bang against your throat, holding my cock in your mouth just till your out of air then pulling out, then me and mike go crazy on you him fucking your hole hard and fast as he can and me doing the same thing to your mouth, then i signal him to stop and pull out , that's when john gets a crack at you blond haired 3o years old we're giving your hole a little rest johns cock is about 6 1/2 or 7, so after mike you view this as a rest , but john has a huge 6 inch around mushroom head! so one again you can feel the outside of your hole stretch then pop. it's inside you having a fucking plunger effect, once again you start with "oww oh fuck stop!" but now mike is making you taste your own ass! he's trying to shove his massive cock down your throate but you just keep coughing and sloppering , but evey time you cough john's fat head opens you up more! a some point your hole get really loose and john starts fucking your ass medium and steady suddenly he's fucking you faster and faster and he pulls out of your gapping open hole and his cum just pours out of your ass! he says sorry i couldn't hold it, it just felt so good, i say really? let me have some , first i eat out the rest of the cum that john deposited that's when i hear you moan, so me and mike turn you over on your back and i plunge my whole 8 inch cock into your hole man it feels so good, i love the size of your bull balls as they bounce everytime i thrust into you, mike is making you suck his balls and cock at one point you were eatting his red-haired hole! as i continue to bang your hole i notice your little dick getting hard, me and mike are fucking you like a pin cussion, mike's hairt balls banging you in the forhead , sunddenly i see your dick start to bounce and twitch then cum starts ozzing out! i can't believe you're cumming with no hands! mike can't hold out anymore he starts shooting a load in your mouth but it's so far down it come out of your nose he pulls out shooting the rest on your face and chin, me seeing you cum from my cock hammering away at your hole makes me shoot i pop two squirts off inside your ass then i pull out and fire off three shots that hit mike in the chest and you in the face, mike latches on to the head of my cock and sucks down a couple of more , with my cum in his mouth he starts shooting another load all over your balls and now soft dick, i put my cock back in your ass and squirt about six loads of piss fill up your hole, i then pull out and go back to your mouth giving you my final 8 cum shots! which you swallow as my piss starts leaking out of your ass! me mike and john get our clothes on quickly and leave you cum soaked and piss filled in the park, you with a sore ass but joyful look on you face and my last glimpes are of you happy licking all the cum off your body not knowing who's is who's! i'll be in your town tommorow ...we'll see you then! oxox
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Hi guys looking to be fucked bare by at least two guys but more would be welcome im horny and gagging for it. Just waiting for the senario.X
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CHAPTER ONE Please be kind in your reviews and I really hope you enjoy it. The tags in the story will give you an idea of where I plan on taking it. Through the eyes of Scotty: I hear it again, the faint sound of the shower running, my heart skips a beat. Some people say they feel butterflies in life’s tender moments, for me that was the sensation I felt every time I heard my father’s shower running; knowing I’d be able to sneak a glimpse of him, water cascading down his amazing well defined body. I’d been spying of Dean, my father since I was 16 when I first came to terms with my feelings towards other men and realising I’m gay. Jerking off, while watching him shower and knowing he was totally unaware of me doing so made it so much hotter! My mum and dad married and started a family very young, Dean is only 37, to my 17 years. They had my brother Beau one year before me and I think I’m blessed to have a young Dad and Brother. Unfortunately I lost my mother when I was 12, she passed in a car accident on her way to work. Since then it’s just been us boys with dad doing an amazing job of raising us. Beau is already at university studying, so it’s just dad and I living together and Beau visits some weekends and during term breaks from University. Our living arrangements make it easy for me to secretly watch my dad and get my fix, so to speak. And he doesn’t disappoint, as I watch him now, his back is resting against the shower wall, water flowing down his delicious smooth abs, his fat 9 inch cock in his right hand, being stroked casually, his left hand slowly caressing his ass cheek while he strokes himself, moaning in pleasure. I never get tired of this view, peaking through the gap in the door from dads bedroom and his ensuite bathroom, my briefs to my knees, stroking my boyish 8 inch cock, my eyes feasting on the vision of my dad wanking, I know I won’t last too long and hearing my dad’s moans increase, I’m propelled to my orgasm even faster. I see my father, through the steam in the bathroom, abs contracting, grunting, shooting ropes of cum from his massive tool, onto the glass of the shower. Wishing his cum was being sprayed over me, or better yet inside me. It was all too much , I started shooting my load into my left hand, still staring at dad in the shower as he milks the last of his load out. Ugh, I’m in heaven, but quickly snapped back to reality as I hear the shower turn off and the shower door open and close. With my left hand full of cum, I quickly lift my briefs with my right hand and run to my room, so as not to get caught. I make it back to my room and lay on my bed, another successful trip spying on dad, with my heart still racing, my cock only just starting to deflate, I rub my load all over my quivering asshole, wishing, hoping that one day it’ll be a load on and in my ass, delivered by my hot dad Dean himself. A boy can only dream right? ################################################################################# Through the eyes of Dean: Startled, I wake to my alarm blaring at 6am, with my morning wood throbbing, aching to take a piss, I lay there thankful its Friday with the weekend just around the corner. I hear music coming from my son’s room, so I know Scotty is already awake and no need to go and annoy him. He’s a good kid, great grades, excellent attitude and such a caring young man. He lost his mother early in life and he misses her dearly. He has applied himself at school to ensure he succeeds to honor his mother’s memory. He and I are more alike than he realises, you see I used to consider myself bisexual, however since the unexpected passing of my wife, I couldn’t bring myself to be intimate with another woman. So I started dating men exclusively and have never looked back. I’m actually somewhat of a perverted dick pig, versatile, with a thick poisonous 9 inch cock that makes guys go crazy and a hole that can take a damn good pounding, the harder the better, bareback of course, you see I’m a massive cum pig. I haven’t ever used a condom and that will never change. I say he and I have more in common than he realises because he’s been spying on me in the shower, I think for about a year or so. The first time I realised he was watching me he was 16 years old. He’s an amazing looking young man, six pack, smooth, cute as fuck and I think gay, or at least bisexual. I couldn’t believe I was the object of his adolescent desires, but be damned if I’m not going to get some enjoyment out of it and corrupt him in the process, like I said; I’m perverted. I’ve been putting on shows for him for a long time now, knowing he’s been watching me while I shower. I even set up a gopro camera in my room to film him watching me, so that I can focus on putting on a show and not taking a casual glance towards the door to see if he’s there. And to be fair, he was there pretty much every time I showered, stroking his hot cock, rubbing his abs while staring at me getting off. I always positioned myself in the shower so that my biohazard tattoo on my hip was clearly visible from his vantage point. I wonder if he’s put two and two together. He always blew what looked like a great load before sneaking back to his room after I’d climaxed and given him what he wanted to see. His 18th birthday is fast approaching and it’s something I’ve been looking forward to for a very long time.
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I'm traveling to Gran Canaria from 1/6/2020 till 1/17/2020 Looking to get that cumdump filled
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So this have a question for bottoms. What turns you on more about being Gang banged. I always wanted to know is it the crowd watching, them looking at you take man after man in you? Is it the gratification of having making more the one top cum. What turn you on more????
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I was going to be laying over in downtown Indy, arriving pretty late on a weeknight. I figured there wouldn't be too many guys available to fuck at that hour, but I wouldn't be checking out of the hotel until 6:30PM the next day. And since this hotel didn't require a key for the elevator I decided to spend the next afternoon taking loads in my room. I got up the next morning and around 9AM I put a "quick connect" ad on BBRT saying which hotel I was at, and I'd be taking loads from 11AM-4PM. I was hit up by 3 guys...2 would be by right at 11:00, the other would try to leave work early and stop by before 4:00. I prepped my hole and just before 11:00 I taped the door latch so guys could just push the door open. Tops #1 and #2 both arrived just after 11AM. They took turns tag teaming and spit roasting me. As I'm on my back, knees up, ass on the edge of the bed, #1 is fucking me when my phone beeps. He tells me to check and see if anyone else wants to come by. As his dick is in me I have him hand me my glasses and phone (in my head, this image makes me laugh). Someone from Scruff had hit me up and is pretty close. #2 asks who it is and I show him. #2 knows the guy and says "tell him 'Dan' is here and he needs to come over". I do, and #3 says he's on his way. #1 and #2 tag and spit roast me a bit more before #1 gives me a load just as #3 was coming in. #2 gets in my ass and he spit roasts me with #3. #2 and #3 trade places and #3 gives me my second load pretty quick. I clean the cum off #3 before he heads to the bathroom to clean up and get dressed. #2 gets back in my ass and gives me my third load. I get up to clean off #2's dick and he gets dressed and heads out. I'm still left with #1 who has me check and see if anyone else is coming by. There isn't, but #1 is hard again and slides back into my sloppy hole. In just a few minutes #1 gives me a second load, for a total of 4 loads now marinating in my ass. #1 gets dressed and leaves, and I sit back on the bed, cruising online, and fingering my wonderfully sloppy hole. I get hit up by a guy on Scruff who's in a hotel a few blocks away. No pic, general stats, and he wants a "door open, ass up" anon pump and dump. I send him the room info and have him message me when he gets to the lobby. #4 messages and I get into position. I hear the door open and him getting undressed but he's very quiet otherwise. He gets behind me and slides in. True to his word, it's a pump and dump, and he dumped his load in my ass within a few minutes. I lay on my stomach as he's cleaning up and wait for him to leave...I now have five loads in my ass. I go back online and cruise some more. The next guy hits me up on A4A and is close...he's actually in the office building across the street. 30's, average build, average but thick dick. He also wants an anon fuck and I'm happy to oblige. He messages me from the lobby and I get in position. #5 comes in and I'm ass up on the edge of the bed. He gets behind me and slides his dick in immediately. He fucks pretty hard and within a few minutes he's giving me my sixth load. He stays hard and stays in my ass, slowly stroking and I'm milking him for every drop. Before long he picks up the pace and unleashes a furious assault on my hole. It doesn't take long before he cums again and gives me load seven. I collapse on the bed as he cleans up and leaves, I've been pounded hard but so horny thinking about the 7 loads I've taken. Ten seconds after #5 leaves the door opens. I thought #5 had left something, but it turns out to be #6...the guy from BBRT who was leaving work early. He asks if the guy he passed in the hall fucked me and I tell him yes. #6 gets undressed and says "I want to felch your hole before I fuck you". I tell him, "great but only if you kiss me with your cummy mouth". I get on my back, ass on the edge of the bed, and pull back my knees. He drops to his knees and his tongue dives deep in my very loose hole. He's in there for a bit before he comes up and kisses me. I can definitely taste cum on him and it makes me rock hard. We do this a couple of more times before he slides his dick in. #6 fucks hard, slow, doggy, on my back, really taking his time and making sure we both enjoy it. After probably half an hour of fucking he starts pumping faster and gives me load eight. It's just after 4PM, he needs to leave, and I need to think about getting ready for pickup and head to the airport. Before I get ready, I lay back on the bed and finger my loose hole as I jerk and edge myself. I'm so horned up thinking about the 6 guys and eight loads I took. Despite being pounded and felched, there's still quite a bit of cum in there. I push some cum out and smear it around my hole, push more out and taste it...it tastes so good. I try to jerk and edge for a long time but I'm just too horny. I'm getting really close, so I push out a huge puddle of cum into my hand and put it in my mouth. I hold it there, swirling it around tasting all of it when I shoot a huge load on my chest and stomach. As my orgasm is subsiding I swallow the rest of the cum. It takes me a few minutes before I can catch my breath and jump in the shower. The spend the entire flight home blissfully aware of my sore and used hole. I hadn't had this much hotel action in a while, I hope I can top it one day soon.
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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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Just saw it today , love Jake Morgan he is so hot and it is such a turn on seeing a masculine mans man bottom being gang bred
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Looking for a dom top, preferably older (but doesnt matter). I need a dirty old man in Los Angeles to convince me to come over for a cherry popping gang bang. I intend on taking my sleeping pills to the point of black out. I then want whoever decides to facilitate this to invite strangers or friends over to use my newly open hole bare. I want it all videotaped so i can look in horror or deight at the choice i made. Ideally i want everyone to be clean, but i plan on getting a PEP shot after regardless.
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total cockpig and cumdump - no cock or load refused.love being gangbanged and DP'd, doing slut vids etc
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Coming to ft laud in less than 3 weeks for a softball tourney. Getting there the day before Thanksgiving and staying 10 days. The tourney is over the weekend sat-sun but I saw where the following week is Pig week so I took off work to stay and play. Im a white bottom that knows my place and purpose as a blk man’s hole to use. No dick but blk superior dick for me.The more dominant and arrogant the better. You can bust a nut or several nuts in me.
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Recently I have been messaging with another member here, and he asked when I accepted I was a total sub. Here is my answer: Realization and acceptance came over time, but especially after after two incidents. One was a hookup via an online chat, where I went to the top's house and found there was another guy there, too. He was hot, hung, muscular and black. The host shot his load in me pretty quickly, the black guy took his place and did not let up for an hour. Verbal, a bit rough, and totally into my ass. When I left my entire butt felt used, inside and out, and I had very distinct tingling sensation that I had never had before. Both cheeks felt warm, somehow. The other time was the first time at an outdoor cruising area. Five guys fucked me, with three giving me loads. They were lined up, one after another, with another one holding me up the entire time. He didn't fuck me, even though I asked several times. Just kept whispering in my ear how much I wanted it, making me admit I did, say how good it felt, and especially when the guys came, got me to acknowledge that. Also talked and encouraged the tops, commenting on "the slut" and "his cummy hole." Walking down the street after, I had the same used-ass feeling, but this time with the loads dripping down my balls and leg. It was a bit of a walk home, I was shirtless and my pants hanging low, all rumpled and stained some. I got a few looks from others as I walked by, and one group had a laugh that was obviously at my expense. I felt shame, a bit of humiliation, but also was quite aroused. I knew I would do it again. My dick got hard, and I jerked off once I was home. It was an incredibly intense orgasm. Still one of my hottest experiences ever.
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All about love (Part 1) Sometimes we open our eyes and we realize we are alone in this world. Lucius was in a world of his own. He had learnt what it meant to love and lose. When he was four years of age he lost his Daddy in a fatal car accident. One morning the man kissed his boy good-bye, telling him he loved him, only never to return. Then Lucius learnt what it meant to live with a desperate and depressed mother, who couldn’t get over her husband’s sudden death. More and more she fell into a state of weakness and one night, he was six years old, she kissed her son good night and told him she loved him. The next morning he found her not moving in her lonely bed. His grandmother took him in and tried to replace his father and his mother. She gave him all the love she had, to make up for the loss he had to endure in his young life, only to die of a heart attack when the boy was ten years old and attending school. The police and a DHS worker picked him up from his class, explaining he could never go back to Nana’s home and that her last words were, that she loved him. Then he took a journey from one foster home to another, but never did he stay long. He knew what it meant, to rely on the grown-ups and then to be abandoned by them, so he decided it would be best, not to show any emotions and he made himself intolerable. When he reached the age of sixteen he ran away from yet another foster home and lived on the streets, doing everything in the book to earn money, but before long he started to steal stuff from shops to sell them on the street - to buy himself food. Then he burglarized the homes of others to get money for drugs. And then he sold his body for another shot of heroin. One night he was in a club, he begged his dealer for some dope. He promised he would pay him in a couple of days but he needed a shot now. His dealer wouldn’t give him the shit for free, but then he told Lucius, that he might had a job offer for him. He would know people who might take him in and supply him with smack, if Lucius would agree to work for them. Lucius, now 18 years old, was shaking badly. Although he used the drug for a while, he still looked quite attractive. Of course it was inevitable that in time his body would give in to the ravishes of the drugs, and he would assume the look of a typical wasted junky, but at this point the only suggestions of the addiction was a certain vacant expression in his eyes and the fact that he was extremely thin. His pusher drove him to a rundown house on the bad side of the town. After he knocked at the back door they entered a filthy complex but didn’t care to look around much. He needed a shot urgently. Another guy, his name was Cole, was sitting in one of the rooms and listened to Lucius’ story. You could see in his cold eyes no sign of sympathy. He explained to the twink, that nothing in life would come for free. Since time was running up Lucius didn’t even care, what kind of work he had to do. He was in need for his next fix now. Cole stood up and walked towards Lucius. He stood in front of the kid and looked down at him. He massaged his dick through his fabrics and asked him, to show how much he really needed this shit. Lucius understood immediately and opened Cole’s pants. He grabbed the hardened dick and started kissing the leaking dick head. His tongue made love to the pushers piss slit and cleaned it thoroughly. He sucked the dick into his mouth like there was no tomorrow. He jacked this guy’s cock off while giving him a good old blow job. The pimp started face fucking poor young Lucius’ to check his gag reflex obviously. Soon the pimp reached his climax and shot his load down the boy’s throat - who swallowed the semen, like a whore. Cole turned around and handed the pusher some money and told him then to piss off. Turning back to Lucius’ he called two of his men and ordered them to drag Lucius to the room 18. There should be a free mattress. Lucius looked at him begging him for his shot and he barked to his men to give him a fix and then let the Johns use his new merchandise, to keep the money cash flowing. When they entered the room, there were 5 mattresses on the floor. On 3 there were guys involved in some heavy fuck actions. Young guys, like himself, were being fucked by older males. They didn’t even look up, as the three entered the room and moved to one of the free mattresses. “Take off your pants and short” one guy ordered. Lucius undressed completely and looked at both guys like a puppy in need. One guy left for a short while, only to come back with a needle and a syringe and other stuff. They gave him the urgently needed shit and left him dozing off at the filthy mattress. Not long after that, a trucker entered the room. He looked around and saw three whores already taken, but then he discovered the ‘sleeping beauty’ Lucius and started to unbutton his jeans. He grabbed his 8 inch dick and jacked it off, then he went down on Lucius who hardly recognized the guy approaching him. “How old, bitch?” he asked Lucius. Lucius tried to focus on the intruder, but he wouldn’t reply really. He was so high, that he didn’t complain about the guy pushing Lucius’ legs up and spreading it so far away, that his hole was accessible. ‘Fucking drug addicts’ the trucker thought and jammed his cock into the defenseless boy. He made a grunting sound. Although Lucius had whored around before, he was still tight, because he never exceeded in getting fucked by guys. “Tight bitch” the trucker moaned. His dick felt like being snipped off, by the tight boy’s anal passage. He had to work hard to get his whole cock into this narrow whore. He felt his body being used distantly and knew he should fight against it, but he didn’t care. His legs were tightly pressed against his chest. The trucker used the hollow of the knees to hold him down and use greater force to penetrate him. Since it was a bareback ‘flatrate’ night at the ‘Biohazard’, the Johns paid only one fee and could fuck as much as they liked the whole night and were allowed to change the boys as often as they wanted to. On all 4 mattresses drugged up boys, all of Lucius’ age, being abused and fucked hard by their Johns. They showed no mercy. They hammered their big cocks into the entries and tried to inflict some damages also. You could clearly hear the moaning and groaning, from other rooms also. The trucker didn’t even look at his boy whore. His eyes were closed and he enjoyed the sensational feeling violating this extremely tight cunt. He tried to jab his cock into the asshole as hard as he could, to show Lucius who was the man in the house and the boy reacted finally a little. “Take my toxic seed fucker…. *groans* take it all up your ass…. *grunts* yeah….. do you feel me…. *moans*” He fucked Lucius hard fired his bugs into the defenseless boy. Another John entered the room with an adolescent boy and told the young guy to undress his tight pants and open up for him. Lucius’ first day at a Biohazard whorehouse might change his life forever most certainly, but definitely not for good…
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He wasn’t sure whether it was the cold or his nerves that were making him tremble as he stood in the darkened alley. His pulse quickened with every moment that passed, it seemed like hours since he had first arrived to watch the men moving in and out of the dimly lit doorway. Eventually with a few deep breaths he moved forward, stepped into the light and reached for the door handle. A huge beast of a man blocked his entrance, the sight of the leather covered body standing before him made him shudder, “I don’t think your in the right place” growled the doorman, a moments silence stood between them. A voice from behind the lad caused him to spin on the spot, his heart pounding in his chest, “I think it's okay, Mate. Remember, we all had to start somewhere." In the light he could see a tall handsome looking bloke in bikers leathers looking down grinning at him, with a slap on the shoulder and a Laugh, Andy was guided into the darkened club. “Your lucky I was there, lad. Gunter doesn’t usually let the newbie’s in,” adding "Oh, by the way, the name is Boss.” "Hi, I'm Andy,” he stammered. “It's okay, son, we don’t bite,” grinned Boss. Within minutes they were standing at the bar with drinks in hand, Andy gulping nervously at his beer. Everywhere he looked there were guys in leather and rubber and in one corner a group of nasty looking guys in Nazi uniforms. “I will catch up with you later lad” whispered Boss as he moved away in the direction of the Nazis. Andy could see they were all sharing a joke about the lads appearance, embarrassed he turned back to the bar. With another beer in hand, he decided to head off and have a scout around to see what he could find. As he turned to walk away, one of the Nazi’s bumped into him knocking the glass from Andy’s grip, with a swift action he caught the glass and steadied the lad back on his feet. “Take it easy there mate, how much have you had to drink.” Andy’s face burning with embarrassment, he grabbed his glass and crept away into the darkness where he wandered into the depths of the club, the thumping music and the affects of the beer relaxing him. Andy walked passed open doors where guys in slings were getting fucked, the sounds of men moaning and slapping noises filling the air. It wasn’t long before Andy was feeling a little pissed, so headed straight for a sofa at the end of a long corridor to settle his mind and watch the unending parade of hot looking guys moving from room to room. Beside the sofa was a big screen TV that was showing a fisting video. Before long Andy was rigid, his eyes glued to the screen. A movement at the end of the corridor caught his eye, as he saw the group of Nazis heading in his direction. Andy tried to get up but he was too pissed, they all stood around him laughing and eyeing up like he was prime beef. The Nazis parted and into the gap stood Boss, now dressed in full Nazi uniform. Andy squirmed helplessly, Boss stepped forward and grabbed the lad remarking "It’s okay, boy. One of my mates slipped you a little something to help you relax.” Andy couldn’t move, fear and the affects of the drug now holding him in place, without warning, they all moved in on him like a pack of rabid dogs, dragging the lad from his seat and off into the darkness, his mind now swimming, panic rising in him, yet unable to forms words to cry out. It wasn’t long before, before he found himself on his back and naked in one of the sling rooms, the leering faces of the Nazis surrounding him, all wanting a piece of him. His helpless body had somehow been strapped down, a tube gag was forced into his mouth, tears now forming in his eyes causing a roar of laughter from the group. The sound of a snapping rubber glove drew his attention to the corner of the room where a mean looking skinhead stood, dressed in a rubber butchers apron and waders he made his way towards Andy. Fear took the lad to a new level when he saw the skinheads tattooed body. Andy felt the cold rubber hand grab at his cock, he glanced down and then realized what was about to happen, sobbing uncontrollably. Andy knew he was about to get his first piercing. White hot pain seared through him, by now his mind had crawled into a corner trying to hide from the nightmare that was becoming his life. Boss leaned into him and whispered "Welcome to your new life, boy.” Three more times he endured the white hot pain and the humiliation, they held up a mirror so he could see the skinheads handiwork, Andy was horrified at the metal now emerging from his body, his tits had been pierced and a ring hung from his nose giving him the appearance of a pig, his energy so low now, Andy fell back into the sling and sobbed. At this point a gloved hand move over his mouth and nose clamping down with an amyl soaked rag, Andy’s head swimming beyond control. The feeling of someone probing his ass brought him back to attention, Boss came into view, standing between Andy’s legs grinning. In one swift move, Boss stepped forward his cock ripping into the lad and finding its mark the muffled screams of the boy echoed around the room, as the rape began. For what seemed like hours they all took their turn on his arse, at one point a funnel gag was fitted allowing a sweet liquid to find its way into his throat, momentarily choking, the drugged fluid working its magic. They worked him over and over, pawing at him like a fresh kill, Andy glanced down to see his rigid cock being milked, panic rising once more in him, knowing he didn’t want this, they had fucked his mind as well as his arse, his cock exploded in streams of cum filling the room with cheers, Andy lay still knowing he was lost, darkness filling his mind. Part 2 From a drug fucked sleep, Andy awoke, darkness surrounded him. When he tried to move he found he was secured to some sort of table, he tried to struggle but his energy was zero. A dark chuckle brought him to his senses; he froze trying to gauge the direction from which his tormentor approached. In one quick move his head shook and light blinded him momentarily, the table jerked violently and Andy was now faced with his reality. He stared in horror at the full length mirror, he was now in an upright position, unable to make a sound because of the tight fitted inflatable gag that now fill his mouth, Boss stepped into view. “well hello there pig”, “nice to see you again” Andy froze, panic rising in him, “so what do you think at your new body pig” chuckled Boss. Andy’s eyes widened at the sight of his new piercings, a bloody and bruised looking skinhead now stared back him from the mirror. “OK pig, your former life is over” barked Boss, “I own you”, “when you address me, its SIR, is that clear pig” Andy eyeballed his new Master causing Boss to reach down and grip Andy’s balls, squeezing as hard as he could the boy squealed through the gag and began nodding franticly. “once you have been trained, you will only know this life”, Pain will be your teacher, I will be your mentor” at which point Boss leaned into the boy and whispered, “and lastly Sarah Palin will be your Master”. This new information turned the boy's blood to ice, he struggled and began sobbing, a door at the side of the room slammed open and in stepped the big skinhead. Boss introduced him as Bull to pig, pig stared wide eyed at the piercings and Nazi tattoos. “Bull here is going to teach you a few tricks”, a sick feeling rose in pigs stomach, the table jerked again and pig was now flat on its back, the grimy ceiling staring down. With a jerk of its head, the gag was pulled out, pig gasped at the air, but before it had a chance, Bull was up on the table leaning over pigs head. Within seconds Bull’s large pierced cock forced its way into pigs open mouth, his full weight pinning the pig down. Bull got into a rhythm as Boss began to chant “IN HIS NAME”, it wasn’t long before pig was getting its morning feed, gagging on the huge cock, pig swallowed hard with nowhere else for the cum to go but down. Bull kept up the thrusts, straining every last drop into pig. Bull jumped off the table leaving pig gasping, without warning a tube gag was inserted into pig, “don’t worry pig”, chuckled Boss, “you’ll soon get the taste for it”. The next six months passed like and unending nightmare, pig was fed three times a day and taken to Boss’s bed at night where him and Bull would take turns on pigs ass. Over time pig was given tattoos, erasing all resemblance of the boi known as Andy. Pig was eventually broken down and found itself chanting along with Boss and Bull in their nightly fuck sessions, Boss smiling down at pig, knowing darkness had finally taken the boi over. As a test over time, pigs restraints were removed and Boss found it eager to feed, never again having to force it. Soon thought Boss, pig would serve as good bait to lure pigs twin brother, as he had been seen in the area handing out flyers for the missing boi, “how sweet it will be” thought Boss when pig Rapes his twin as an offering to the Master. He wasn’t sure whether it was the cold or his nerves that were making him tremble as he stood in the darkened alley. His pulse quickened with every moment that passed, it seemed like hours since he had first arrived to watch the men moving in and out of the dimly lit doorway. Eventually with a few deep breaths he moved forward, stepped into the light and reached for the door handle. A huge beast of a man blocked his entrance, the sight of the leather covered body standing before him made him shudder, “I don’t think your in the right place” growled the doorman, a moments silence stood between them. A voice from behind the lad caused him to spin on the spot, his heart pounding in his chest, “I think its ok Mate, and remember we all had to start somewhere” In the light he could see a tall handsome looking bloke in bikers leathers looking down grinning at him, with a slap on the shoulder and a Laugh, Andy was guided into the darkened club. “Your lucky I was there lad, Gunter doesn’t usually let the newbie’s in” “The names Boss”, “hi I’m Andy” he stammered. “Its OK son we don’t bite” grinned Boss. Within minutes they were standing at the bar with drinks in hand, Andy gulping nervously at his beer. Everywhere he looked there were guys in leather and rubber and in one corner a group of nasty looking guys in Nazi uniforms. “I will catch up with you later lad” whispered Boss as he moved away in the direction of the Nazi’s, Andy could see they were all sharing a joke about the lads appearance, embarrassed he turned back to the bar. With another beer in hand, he decided to head off and have a scout around to see what he could find. As he turned to walk away, one of the Nazi’s bumped into him knocking the glass from Andy’s grip, with a swift action he caught the glass and steadied the lad back on his feet. “Take it easy there mate, how much have you had to drink”, with Andy’s face burning with embarrassment, he grabbed his glass and crept away into the darkness. He wandered into the depths of the club, the thumping music and the affects of the beer relaxing him. Andy walked passed open doors where guys in slings were getting fucked, the sounds of men moaning and slapping noises filling the air. It wasn’t long before Andy was feeling a little pissed, so headed straight for a sofa at the end of a long corridor to settle his mind and watch the unending parade of hot looking guys moving from room to room. Beside the sofa was a big screen TV that was showing a fisting video, it wasn’t long before Andy was rigid, with eyes glued to the screen. A movement at the end of the corridor caught his eye, as he saw the group of Nazi’s heading in his direction, Andy tried to get up but he was too pissed, they all stood around him laughing and eyeing up like he was prime beef. The Nazi’s parted and into the gap stood Boss, now dressed in full Nazi uniform, Andy squirmed helplessly, Boss stepped forward and grabbed the lad, “it’s OK boi, one of my mates slipped you a little something to help you relax” Andy couldn’t move, fear and the affects of the drug now holding him in place, without warning, they all moved in on him like a pack of rabid dogs, dragging the lad from his seat and off into the darkness, his mind now swimming, panic rising in him, yet unable to forms words to cry out. It wasn’t long before, before he found himself on his back and naked in one of the sling rooms, the leering faces of the Nazi group all around him all wanting a piece of him. With his helpless body now strapped down, a tube gag was forced into his mouth, tears now forming in his eyes causing a roar of laughter from the group. The sound of a snapping rubber glove drew his attention to the corner of the room where a mean looking skinhead stood, dressed in a rubber butchers apron and waders he made his way towards Andy, fear now taking the lad to a new level when he saw the skinheads tattooed body. Andy felt the cold rubber hand grab at his cock, he glanced down and then realized what was about to happen, sobbing uncontrollably, Andy knew he was about to get his first piercing. White hot pain seared through him, by now his mind had crawled into a corner trying to hide from the nightmare that was becoming his life. Boss leaned into him and whispered, “welcome to your new life boi” Three more times he endured the white hot pain and the humiliation, they held up a mirror so he could see the skinheads handiwork, Andy was horrified at the metal now emerging from his body, his titts had been pierced and a ring hung from his nose giving him the appearance of a pig, his energy so low now, Andy fell back into the sling and sobbed. At this point a gloved hand move over his mouth and nose clamping down with an amyl soaked rag, Andy’s head swimming beyond control. The feeling of someone probing his ass brought him back to attention, Boss came into view, standing between Andy’s legs grinning. In one swift move, Boss stepped forward his cock ripping into the lad and finding its mark the muffled screams of the boi echoed around the room, as the rape began. For what seemed like hours they all took their turn on his arse, at one point a funnel gag was fitted allowing a sweet liquid to find its way into his throat, momentarily choking, the drugged fluid working its magic. They worked him over and over, pawing at him like a fresh kill, Andy glanced down to see his rigid cock being milked, panic rising once more in him, knowing he didn’t want this, they had fucked his mind as well as his arse, his cock exploded in streams of cum filling the room with cheers, Andy lay still knowing he was lost, darkness filling his mind. Part 2 From a drug fucked sleep, Andy awoke, darkness surrounded him. When he tried to move he found he was secured to some sort of table, he tried to struggle but his energy was zero. A dark chuckle brought him to his senses; he froze trying to gauge the direction from which his tormentor approached. In one quick move his head shook and light blinded him momentarily, the table jerked violently and Andy was now faced with his reality. He stared in horror at the full length mirror, he was now in an upright position, unable to make a sound because of the tight fitted inflatable gag that now fill his mouth, Boss stepped into view. “well hello there pig”, “nice to see you again” Andy froze, panic rising in him, “so what do you think at your new body pig” chuckled Boss. Andy’s eyes widened at the sight of his new piercings, a bloody and bruised looking skinhead now stared back him from the mirror. “OK pig, your former life is over” barked Boss, “I own you”, “when you address me, its SIR, is that clear pig” Andy eyeballed his new Master causing Boss to reach down and grip Andy’s balls, squeezing as hard as he could the boi squealed through the gag and began nodding franticly. “once you have been trained, you will only know this life”, Pain will be your teacher, I will be your mentor” at which point Boss leaned into the boi and whispered, “and lastly Sarah Palin will be your Master”. This new information turned the boy’s blood to ice, he struggled and began sobbing, a door at the side of the room slammed open and in stepped the big skinhead. Boss introduced him as Bull to pig, pig stared wide eyed at the piercings and Nazi tattoos. “Bull here is going to teach you a few tricks”, a sick feeling rose in pigs stomach, the table jerked again and pig was now flat on its back, the grimy ceiling staring down. With a jerk of its head, the gag was pulled out, pig gasped at the air, but before it had a chance, Bull was up on the table leaning over pigs head. Within seconds Bull’s large pierced cock forced its way into pigs open mouth, his full weight pinning the pig down. Bull got into a rhythm as Boss began to chant “IN HIS NAME”, it wasn’t long before pig was getting its morning feed, gagging on the huge cock, pig swallowed hard with nowhere else for the cum to go but down. Bull kept up the thrusts, straining every last drop into pig. Bull jumped off the table leaving pig gasping, without warning a tube gag was inserted into pig, “don’t worry pig”, chuckled Boss, “you’ll soon get the taste for it”. The next six months passed like and unending nightmare, pig was fed three times a day and taken to Boss’s bed at night where him and Bull would take turns on pigs ass. Over time pig was given tattoos, erasing all resemblance of the boi known as Andy. Pig was eventually broken down and found itself chanting along with Boss and Bull in their nightly fuck sessions, Boss smiling down at pig, knowing darkness had finally taken the boi over. As a test over time, pigs restraints were removed and Boss found it eager to feed, never again having to force it. Soon thought Boss, pig would serve as good bait to lure pigs twin brother, as he had been seen in the area handing out flyers for the missing boi, “how sweet it will be” thought Boss when pig Rapes his twin as an offering to the Master. Gary had spent day and night searching; every shop window had a picture of Andy’s face in it. The word “MISSING” sat below the innocent looking smile. It had been months since Gary had heard anything from the police, being a twin Gary felt in his gut that Andy was still out here somewhere, he knew he was alive. It had been a couple of years since they had lost their parents in a bus crash in Europe, but And had never really got over it, sending him into a downward spiral, now Gary was beyond worrying about his brothers sexuality, he just wanted to find him and bring him home. Gary sat alone at the side of the main road watching the passing traffic, people rushing past him as though he didn’t exist, the same way his brothers disappearance meant nothing to the world, staring into a dirty puddle, Gary now felt a little lost himself. The sound of a motorbike snapped him back to reality as the puddle splashed over a bundle of fliers, soaking them through. Gary glared in anger at the biker, as the two men faced off in the street. “Sorry mate are you alright” growled the biker Emotion flooded through Gary as he slumped back down, tears filling his eyes. The biker removed his helmet and moved in closer to comfort Gary, “look I really am sorry” as Boss glanced down at the fliers trying to hide his pleasure at the situation unfolding before him. “Look mate would you like to have a coffee, maybe I can help in some way, I am a local and know a few people in the area” Gary looked up, hope filling his eyes, as Boss helped him up off the kerb. The local café was pretty quiet at this time of day so Boss knew he could play it safe in here. “The names Boss, what’s yours mate” Gary responded still angry, still full of emotion, the coffee came and Gary launched into his tale of woe, his lost brother and the fruitless search that had worn him out. All the time Boss sat across from him with his dick twitching in his leathers knowing this one was going to go easy. Gary told Boss how he knew his brother was gay and had cruised some of the more seedy places in town, but was starting to hit brick walls in his search. “Look Gary, I know you said your brother is a fag” Gary shot Boss and angry look, “Sorry, so your brother is gay, well I have a mate that owns one of the gay bars down the road, maybe I can ask him to put up some fliers” Gary looked up, a hint of a smile falling across his face, finally someone might be able to help him. Within minutes, details and numbers were exchanged; Gary stood to leave as Boss extended his hand. The two men shook as Boss growled, “don’t worry I am sure we can put the word out and you never know what might turn up” Gary was no sooner out the door, when Boss flipped open his mobile, dialed a number and growled into the phone “OK game on” Weeks had passed since Gary had heard from that biker bloke Boss, he was probably full of crap, too much time had passed and Gary was now beginning to accept that his brother was gone for good. The sound of a phone ringing woke Gary; slowly he fumbled in the dark to reach his mobile, croaking into the phone he whispered “Yeah who is this” A gruff voice barked back at him “its Boss”, Gary’s mind snapped to attention a lump in his throat making it difficult for him to speak. “I think ya brothers around mate, that bloke that owns the club recons he’s seen him” Gary sat up in bed; Boss now had his full attention as he relayed a story that had the lad hooked, after a few moments Gary had agreed to meet up with Boss at the same café, in the dark Gary stumbled about rushing to get his jeans on. Gary sat in the cold street, checking his watch it had just turned 5.30am, the warm glow from the café windows beckoned him in, the sound of a motorbike drawing him out of his daydream, Boss steeped off the curb, his tight black leathers shining in the morning gloom. After ordering coffee, they settled into a corner, the two men locking eyes, Gary wasn’t sure about this bloke, something felt odd, Boss made him feel uneasy, but he didn’t have much option, other than to trust this bloke. It wasn’t long before Boss had got inside the lads head, being sympathetic at all the right points, offering to help out where he could, leaving Gary wondering why he had mistrusted Boss earlier. “I have an idea” suggested Boss, “I know this might seem a bit extreme but I own a building not far from the club, if you want you could crash there for a few days and try and keep an eye out for your bro” Gary’s head was all over the place, he couldn’t keep his panic under control, if it was Andy, why would he go into hiding, what was it that he couldn’t tell his own brother, Boss sat back watching with pleasure the lad go through the nightmare one stage at a time, until Gary leaned forward in a forceful tone “alright, but only for a few days” Boss grinned, holding out his hand the two men shook, “I will make sure your all setup there mate, leave it all to me” It wasn’t long before Gary was standing in his new home, what looked like a grotty little bed-sit inside what used to be an old warehouse; Boss helped him up the stairs with what few belongings he had, from a small window Boss pointed out the entrance to the club, Gary noticing how close it was, surely he would spot his brother if he appeared, after a few awkward moments, Boss made some excuses and left the lad standing in the small quiet space that was to be his home for the next few days. That night Boss invited Gary out for a spin on the bike, Boss arrived with a set of leathers for him as he didn’t want him falling off and scrapping himself up as Boss had put it. It wasn’t long before the two men stood leathered up, Boss had to work hard to keep himself under control, Gary noticed instead of the usual bike boots, Boss was wearing what looked like fire mans boots, he thought this was weird but decided to say nothing. As the bike roared off into the night, Gary grabbed Boss around the waist, Boss laughing into his helmet, knowing this was to be the lads last night out. Chapter 5, The Conclusion. After an hour or so, the streets became familiar again to Gary, Boss steered the bike back to below the flat, coming to an abrupt halt. Within moments Gary had jumped off, looking flushed he removed his helmet, Boss had secured the bike, removed his helmet and was staring at Gary with pure pleasure. “Look, Gary mate I have had an idea, I know you won’t be comfortable with this, but I think we should check out my mates club”, “What do ya think”? Gary turned pale, and stood for what seemed like an eternity watching the entrance to the club, young guys going in and out with what looked like bike leathers on, “look”, barked Boss “it may be the only way you might be able to get a look for your brother” Gary’s attention snapped back to his new found buddy, “well I ain’t hanging around in there too long” Boss smiled as the two leather clad figures, crossed the street and entered the club. Gary was startled by the looks he was getting, it made him very uncomfortable, but the thought of his brother being here kept him focused. The two men moved through the crowded club and headed to the bar, Boss tapped Gary on the shoulder and yelled over the thumping music, “order us a pint and I will try and find my mate” Again Gary looked concerned, but ventured towards the bar and got the drinks. It wasn’t long before Gary was getting the kind of attention that had him sweating, guys walking past in full leather uniforms and bike leathers a could of blokes had weird shiny suits on, what Gary thought looked like rubber, he scanned the crowd, desperately looking for Boss. After what felt like an hour, Boss and his mate appeared, both grinning like they were pissed or something, “I have to go”, Gary yelled “It’s early yet lad, wait for a little while, you might get lucky yet” smirked Boss. Gary was getting more and more uncomfortable, “hi, the names Pete”, with an outstretched arm, Boss’s mate stepped forward. “Look hang around, your brother might show, have another drink and relax. With that a small shot glass had been placed on the bar, Gary grabbed the glass and knocked it back, after a couple more, he began to relax. Boss suggested they take a walk through the club, Gary stumbling as they set off, Boss and Pete winking to each other. By now Gary was quite relaxed, the open door sling rooms didn’t seem to bother him, the moans of guys getting brutally fucked stopped him a few times but he kept walking. Eventually, they came to a long corridor, the sounds coming from the room at the ends confused him, grunting and moans, he moved forward, he suddenly became aware that Boss was no longer with him, he was alone, in fact the club seemed to have emptied out, he turned and moved towards the door. The sound of footsteps behind him forced him to turn, Gary’s eyes widened as a large group of leather clad guys moved towards him, to his horror, led by Boss in some sort of uniform, “Take him” growled Boss. Gary didn’t stand a chance, six or seven blokes jumped him, being more than a little pissed, the struggle didn’t last long. Within moments Gary was dragged screaming into the room, Boss walked up to him and pushed his face into Gary’s, “I found your brother lad” hissed Boss. Gary was spun around as a group of guys stepped away from the middle of the room, it took a moment for Gary to understand what was happening, the recognition hit home, his brother, lying there in the sling, pierced and covered in tattoos, with his ass exposed to the world stared back at him grinning. Whispering into Gary’s ear, Boss hissed, “Welcome home son.” Gary collapsed to the floor, the sound of laughter filling the air, like a slow motion nightmare Gary was stripped and placed in the now vacant sling, Boss stood before him, his lubed up cock now exposed and ready to christen the new boy. Like a pack of animals they descended on him, holding him down as a gag was pushed into his mouth and a gasmask slipped over his face, panic now filing Gary, his breathing only helping the amyl to fill his airwaves. Boss stepped forward and within moments a searing pain ran through Gary, Boss’s cockhead finding its way into the boy’s ass, Gary screaming into the gag, could only lie there and take what was to be a long and brutal fucking. The sound of chanting forcing Gary to look around at the other men, waiting to take their turn. Boss stepped away, Gary wracked with pain knew this wasn’t over, but to his horror, Andy stepped into view, Gary felt his head swimming as more amyl was administered, Andy moved in, fucking his brother and leaning over him, grunting like a pig, it wasn’t long before Gary passed out. The buzzing sound woke Gary from a deep sleep, unable to move he tried to focus on where he was, pain filling every inch of his body, Gary heard a voice, “its awake Boss. Gary lifted his head to see Boss sitting in a chair with his brother feeding greedily on the big mans cock, standing over Gary was Bull, tattoo gun in hand, as Bull grinned back at the boy, “welcome to your new life pig” Boss and Bull laughed out loud as the struggling boy began screaming into the gag once more. The tattoos went on for what felt like days, his ass felt like fire and every so often Gary’s sibling would feed on his brothers cock, much to Boss’s pleasure, as soon as Gary was hard, Bull installed Gary’s new PA. Boss’s face came into view and the big man explained "Okay, this is the situation: I now own you. I also own your brother. Both of you belong to me and I will use you as I see fit." Pig stood beside Boss, grunting approvingly. Over what seemed like hours, various piercings were administered, Boss kept talking, Gary lay there, unable to respond, slowly but surely becoming a thing like his brother, his life no longer belonged to him, and he was no longer going to see the outside word. As Boss continued, Gary began to sob, his brother stepping into view, grinning then turning to Boss as they began kissing and grunting like animals. As days turned into nights and nights continued as nightmares, Gary was slipping away and a new pig was being born. Before long his mind was as feeble as that of his brother with the result that when Boss released the new pig from the table, unbidden it stepped forward to accept its collar. In an evening ceremony to celebrate, both pigs were revealed to Pete and his mates, cheers went up as a large mirror was held before them both, both pigs now identical to one and other, both now kneeling as Boss stepped into place with Pete and both men began raping their pigs. Like the tide, more men swooped down on the pigs using them as was foretold, their destiny now sealed.
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