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The Trainee ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** Working in a huge supermarket as a manager has some advantages. Every time I’m bad tempered or feel some kind of pressure, I turn to one of my employees and take my bad mood out on that poor guy. Building up the pressure by telling him to complete a job in a minimum amount of time; giving him work, which no one else wants to do; letting him do the late shifts all the time; fuck off his private life, by turning his down his wishes to get certain days off. I always chose a guy, who is in dire need of the money and can’t afford to lose the job. They are taking this shit much longer, than an ordinary human being – they are simply the perfect victims. The other guys at work don’t dare to interfere. They are so scared I could turn to them. Even if they think I am out of the line already, they turn their heads the other way and let that special co-worker suffer. I was in need of a new prey, since the last one got – well let’s put it this way: worn-out. So I had Betty put up the sign ‘Help Wanted’ at our entrance and we had quite a few applications. For example the 79 year old granny who told me, she would give her very best to make our store a success. Her very best? Are you fucking kidding me? She can be happy, if she wears her underwear correctly. Or the mom with 6 kids. Yeah right – can only work from 9 am to 1 pm; no check-out, because she is not good at math; no things pushing around, because of her sore back. Excuse me? Can I get you a cup of coffee and a piece of cake, while I pay your lazy ass for NOTHING? The highlight was when she asked if the job would include health insurance for her and her kids immediately. NEXT! Betty brought in another applicant. Now this was someone I would totally prefer. He was a slender guy. Maybe 18 or 19 at the most. He had dirty blonde hair, like those damn street dogs and looked at me with frightened blue eyes. “Thanks Betty….” I said while she left my office and closed the door. I let the guy stand in front of my desk for several minutes and didn’t even offer him a seat. First I finished my papers while he was standing there, feeling obviously insecure about this situation. His smile froze into place while I was signing a few other documents. Without looking at him I asked about his name. “Shane Myers” he answered with a croaking voice. I regarded him with a piercing look and the rest of his confidence shattered. “Shane Myers… do you have another pair of Jeans? Or do you always apply for a new job, in such dirty and torn up jeans?” I asked him, noticing a tear in his pants. He looked down at his right knee and tried to apologize. “My mom wasn’t able to sew it yet” he answered. “That doesn’t answer my question: Don’t you have another pair of jeans? I mean… come on… if you apply for a job, you want to make the best impression and I got to tell you: this is not a good impression to me” I said nodding at his torn pants. “I am sorry…. my other pair of jeans looked even worse” Shane replied meekly. Poor Shane, you could see he was humiliated by my words and his confession, to own just two pair of jeans. “Tell me about you. How old are you? What do you do? Are you still in school? Come on… time is money” I said harshly. “Well… my name is Shane Myers. I am 18 years old… what was the other question again?” he asked. I looked at him sternly. “Oh… yes. I am not in school anymore. I had to quit school, to help my mom paying the bills. She said I need to contribute, since times are bad and we struggle a bit. He was perfect! I wanted to squeeze him like a lemon. “We look for a full time employee. 40 hours the week. You need to be flexible. If I call you to come to work because someone called in sick, you jump into your torn up jeans and rush to my store.” I told him, adding “If you don’t finish a job in time, you do the overtime on your own free time. Got that?” Continuing I told him “There are no bad jobs, just bad workers. Listen, I will give you the chance, but don’t disappoint me. I am a hard guy, but I am fair” Shane nodded at me. He smiles but I wasn’t a convincing smile. “You get paid by every two weeks and you get minimum wage. After a while, when you proved yourself, I might give you a bit more, but first I need to see, that you really want this job. I mean really… really want to be part of our family.” and for the first time I smiled at him. “It would be great to work for you. I promise you won’t be disappointed. I learn fast and even without education I will give my very best not to fail. No matter what you need, I am your man!” he exclaimed. “That’s good to hear Shane. Now are you willing and read to start today?” I asked. “Today, like now?” he asked? “Is there a problem?” “No… not a problem at all. I just need to call my girlfriend and tell her that we can’t date later on, but I know she will understand.” he said. Girlfriend… Nice! It would be so much fun to break this boy and turn him into a cock slurping, ass fucking faggot. After he made his call I got up and my semi hard dick made a nice bulge in my slacks. As any other dude Shane noticed my prominent bulge but didn’t stare or say something about it. I went to a cupboard and opened it. “Here is your uniform. The pants might be too small, but we don’t have your size in stock right now.” that was a lie of course, but I wanted him to wear tight pants. I wanted look at his fuckable butt. “Usually the male staff wears shirts, but since we only got over size shirts left at the moment, I would suggest you wear the stuff our female workers have to wear – which is a blouse” I fished out one in his size, with a nice collar and some ruffles on it. He would look ridiculous. I could see his shocked face and calmed him down saying “We will order the right things for you. Don’t worry. But we need to get you going for starters.” I said nicely. “So… what are you waiting for? Undress and get into your working clothes.” “Here?” he asked oblivious. “Yeah – I want you ready for the action. Don’t be shy.” I snickered. First Shane got rid of his shirt. His torso was simply beautiful, almost completely hairless. His wide chest with his little nipples invited me almost to torture him immediately. I really had to control myself, not to jump up and twist his nipples forcefully. Then he pulled down his jeans. He wore boxer shorts underneath. I told him with his tight uniform pants, he wouldn’t be able to wear those boxers. He sighed that I was probably right. He made the conclusion and pulled his shorts down also, but before that he turned around, so I could admire those solid ass cheeks. I didn’t care about the fags clit anyway. I was longing for his ass. I had to fuck him hard and brutal. Not only to put him into his place, but also to seed him with my venom. Without turning to me he pulled up his working pants. That was a sight. He really had to fight to get into these tight pants. Several times he had to bend his knees to get the pants up higher. Every time he did that, he gave me a promise of his sweet ass. He cursed under his breath because he had so many difficulties to button up, but finally he managed to get into it. He turned around and tried to make a happy face. “Are you able to breathe?” I asked seriously. “Yes… but I don’t know if I can do a good job in those pants” he complained. In my mind I screamed: ‘YES, YES – you are doing a great job already.’ “Well, let’s check it” I said and walked towards him. “Turn your back at me. Now bend your knees… Shut up… I need to hear if the stitches are ripping up” “Go deeper into your knees… okay…. now crouch before me and be quiet… I can’t hear anything ripping” I grinned. “Now get do some squats.” Since Shane was with his back to me I couldn’t help but to stroke my cock through my slacks. I had to push it further. I wanted to know how far I could go and so I ordered the twink to bend a bit and with my right thumb I followed the stitches down his ass crack. I laid my left hand occasionally on his left ass cheek and run my thumb again and again up and down between his ass cheeks. Shane yelped and tried to shy away. “Don’t worry – I just want to make sure this is really safe. Imagine you work outside and then all of a sudden your pants rip and you don’t even wear underwear. We can’t risk that!” I explained to him as I continued asking in a professional tone “How does that feel?" “Good…?” Shane wasn’t sure what to answer. “It seems like your working pants are able to survive a nuclear war – now try the blouse.” What I didn’t tell him, of course we had shirts in his size. Hell - we even had blouses in his size, but I chose one that was also a bit smaller. He had the chance to turn down the job, if he had some dignity he would. Instead of that he grabbed the blouse and tried to wear it, and on the first try commented with a desperate if polite edge “I think it is a bit too small also." I couldn’t help but to agree. “This is only a compromise… don’t worry, we will change that in a couple of days” I assured him. Imagine – his top didn’t even match to reach his pants. If he would stack goods into an upper shelf you would see his bellybutton. Poor Shane hat a pants, that would reveal part of his ass cheeks while bending down. In the front some of his pubic hair could be seen. His blouse looked more like a belly top. “Can I be honest to you? I am a bit embarrassed.” Shane subdued. “Nah… you know, in these times you can’t ever wear something and be embarrassed. Today everything is possible” he calmed him down. I went to my desk and got a name tag out of my drawer. Of course it had not Shane’s name on it, but the word ‘Trainee’ “This way, the customers will know that you are new to this” I smiled. “So? Are you ready for some action? “Yes Sir!” he tried to smile and thanked me again, for giving him this chance. When we made it to one of the department managers he looked a bit irritated to Shane, but tried to act professional. I introduced Shane as the new trainee and co-worker and asked Mr. Brown to give him some work to do. After he explained to Shane what he wanted, the boy started to arrange some stuff. Mr. Brown walked a few feet with me and after he made sure that Shane couldn’t overhear our conversation he asked why the boy would be dressed like that. It was a bit revealing he remarked, adding “He looks like a faggot!” I agreed. “You know – when I showed him our uniform he asked me, if he could have pants a bit tighter, because he thought he has a nice ass. After I handed him the shirt he mentioned the things our female workers wear would be so much nicer and so he got that one too. Maybe your suspicion is true – but who am I to judge” I lied. “You know how it is – only happy associates are productive associates” I added, giving Mr. Brown a wink. “Ooooh… I see. Well, since we are living in a gay friendly neighborhood, I guess this could actually help us attracting more customers.” “Exactly” I said. Once I would be finished with him, he would know every dick by name….
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I am 28yr old Asian male. I am highly submissive. I am 5'6" 170lbs 5" cut. I love bondage and love anal. I love the idea of giving up control. So here is what I am looking for. I want to be kidnapped by one or more guys, to be taken somewhere bound so tight be I can't move an inch. Fucked for hours. Pissed on, cummed on, used and abused in every which way. Make me dress up in girly clothes and humiliate me. Treat me like a slut. When you're done with my just leave me naked tied up flithly smelling of piss, cum and whatever else you want.this has been a very long time fantasy that I just haven't been able to find anyone to help fulfill. I have a birthday coming up and this would be a great present for myself. I am located in the Chicagoland area. I would love to take a day off work and play all day. Kik: bdsm_slut06
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After studying for four hours, Terry gazed out the window at the warm, Queensland sunshine and decided to quit for the day. Summer was finally here and it brought a smile to his face, meaning for him, beer parties, beaches, barbecues, cruises along the coast, checking out all the shirtless guys, and plenty of parties. Yes, summer was his favorite time of the year and he wasn't about to waste a day of it, especially since he lived so near the beach at the Goldcoast and also near a gym where some of the hottest bodybuilders on the coast trained. Putting away his lecture notes and computer, Terry tidied-up the apartment, grabbed his gym gear, telling himself he'd be back about 10 or 11 the next morning to finish writing his paper. He was looking forward at finally getting past his university years and getting some decent work. It was going to be a hot day. He anticipated the gym would likely be filled with studs. Terry always played it cool there, because it wasn't actually a gay gym. Sure, some of the gay guys trained there, but Terry went for the equipment and the serious atmosphere; he didn't want to develop a bad reputation. For a boy who enjoyed copping a good load of cock and cum it was important to remain discreet. He was on the pec-deck machine when he noticed the blond Adonis. The man, who was at least fifteen years Terry's senior, had big arms and sexy legs, which he was working on the leg extension machine. Terry had seen him before, even in the shower once, but he didn't want the blond hunk to notice that he was being cruised. But what a face and body - deep tan, beautiful blue eyes, blond hair, and a huge piece of meat. Terry reckoned the hunk's stick would grow to at least ten inches - if sucked properly. Terry also occasionally speculated about the pleasure of sliding his long cock into the Adonis' (presumably) tight, athletic asshole and fucking it long and hard, although Terry was equally enticed by the prospect of being bred by the man. At 21 Terry was around six feet in height and a proportional weight, brown hair and an athletic build, bordering on muscular owing to the hours he put in at the gym. His seven inch cock was respectable and he could usually give as good as he got, but as much as Terry loved copping a bareback load, he was very careful to sleep only with neg guys, taking the view there was no point taking a risk even if a potential playmate said he was on meds. Terry waited a few minutes after the stud left for the locker room, then he casually followed. He was standing at his locker peeling off his sweaty gym shorts when Terry stepped up to his locker, an arms-length from that of the Adonis. While Terry could imagine sniffing and licking the gym shorts clean, he nevertheless made an appropriately neutral remark to the Adonis in saying "You're growing. Guess those hard workouts are paying off." "Yeah, thanks. I guess so. I'm up to 202 pounds, and my arms are 18 inches. Within six months they'll hit 19," the blond responded, flexing his biceps. "You'll make it, just stick it out,its impressive to see you working out and training hard" Terry said. "I'm Jeff," the Adonis said, sticking out his hand. "I'm Terry. I might want to train with you someday if it's okay. Maybe I could pick up a few pointers from a pro like you," Terry smiled, and, as if spontaneously suggested "Say, listen, I just picked up some great post workout protein. Why don't you stop over and we could chat and you can try some? I live near the beach, about a mile from here. Maybe we could go for a quick swim." "Sounds good," Jeff answered. "I'm off today, but I gotta pick up my partner around 1:00 PM. He can wait though." He pulled off his jock strap, giving Terry a look at that thick piece of meat. Shit, soft it was six or seven inches. And nice and thick. What a powerhouse body it was attached to! Terry was more than ready, even if he wasn't sure Jeff was actually up for fucking him. 'I'll find a way', Terry thought. 'Either I'll get a hard cock down my throat, or just a mate with whom to work out, so there's no harm'. As Jeff leaned over into his locker, Terry caught a glimpse of a tattoo across Jeff's lower back. The tattoo vaguely resembled a biohazard symbol but Jeff turned before Terry could get a decent look. An hour later Jeff's legs, in sexy short pants, were sprawled across the coffee table. While they chatted and enjoyed their post workout protein Terry became hornier and hornier. He could smell the fresh sweat coming off Jeff after his workout and longed to lick it off him. "You got some big muscles, you're probably a good poser. Why don't I watch you hit some poses?" Terry suggested. "I would, but I didn't bring any posing tights," Jeff responded, adding as an after thought "You think I'm pretty well built, huh?" "I sure do," Terry answered. "You don't need posing tights, just take off your shorts and let's see you flex." Jeff complied without a word, stripping naked, and commencing to flex his arms, chest, torso and legs. The more Terry appreciated it, the harder Jeff got. "What a great body! Yeah, those are some big muscles," Terry said, reaching out and squeezing Jeff's arm. Terry was into body worship with bodybuilders, and Jeff dug having his body admired. As he turned around Terry saw something that made his stomach drop. He worst suspicions were confirmed. A giant biohazard tattoo emblazoned across Jeff's lower back and right ass cheek. But, Terry quickly decided, given a chance he would still be more than willing to suck and perve Jeff, although Terry promised himself there was no way Jeff would pop his cock into Terry's ass. Then they started horsing around. "I'm pretty strong, too. I bet I could take you in a wrestling match," Terry suggested. Instantly Jeff was on him, tackling him to the ground and wrapping his legs around Terry's waist. They wrestled for a few minutes, with Terry getting off on the feel of Jeff's smooth muscles pinning him down. By this point Jeff had sprouted a full-on erection, which swayed in the air as he pinned Terry down. The sweat between the two bodies made a sure grip difficult, so inevitably the two were sliding about. The aroma of their sweat was utterly intoxicating. Terry couldn't believe he was wrestling and sweaty with this gorgeous guy, asking himself 'Why does he have to be so dangerous?' Just then Jeff twisted Terry's arm in a hammerlock, commanding "Open your mouth. Suck my cock." Caught by surprise, Terry still managed to reply "You ain't that tough, you can't make me." Jeff wrapped his legs around Terry's throat and choked him. "C'mon, open your mouth, you know you want it, cocksucker. You know you dig being a slave to a bodybuilder. Open your mouth so I can shove my big poz dick in it and choke you. I know you saw my tatt." Terry felt like he was really going to choke from the pressure of Jeff's muscular legs on his throat, so far from unwillingly, he followed Jeff's command, whereupon Jeff rammed his throbbing cock between Terry's lips. "You bite it once and you'll be sorry." Terry obeyed, sucking it and licking it, pleasing~his powerful master. "I've seen you checking out my body at the gym before," Jeff said, shoving his giant meat down his victim's throat. "You thought I never noticed. Shit, I can tell when a dude digs my body. You want to eat my cock and balls, you'd probably even suck on my dirty asshole. Well, now's your chance, slave, I'm really gonna shove it to you." Jeff climbed on top of Terry and began fucking his mouth, shoving his hard dick over the tongue and far into the throat. The giant piece of meat was stretching his throat creating a a horrible, but admittedly familiar pain. Terry loved it rough but was he willing to take everything that Jeff wanted to give him? Jeff grabbed Terry's arm and turned him over, pulling both arms behind his back and forcing Terry over his stomach. Terry tried to struggle free, but the bodybuilder's powerful arms and legs kept him down. "When's the last time a bodybuilder like me fucked you good and hard, huh, boy? You like taking a man's big poz load?" Jeff asked him, twisting his arm harder. "Hey, man," Terry yelled. "I'm not into all this; I don't want take your poz cum. I only fuck neg guys." "Well, problem is I'm horny and I need somewhere to blow my load. I think your tight little ass looks damn good, neg or not." Jeff pinned Terry to the bed and slowly shoved his cock into his tight asshole. Terry yelled as the thick meat entered him. "Ohhh, no, please, not so hard, not so fast, please. You'll tear me." Slowly Jeff shoved more of his cock into Terry's butt. The combination of sweat and spit was the only lube Terry got until his hole tore a bit, after which Terry's blood supplemented the lubrication available to the giant cock. Jeff's pace increased, and before long his entire nine inch cock was balls-deep in Terry's hole. Terry thought he was going to faint from the pain, but Jeff continued pumping. "Ohh, yeah, feels good, yeah, your ass is nice and tight. You dig this big poz cock up your asshole, don't you? You know you like it. Tell me you like it. I want to hear it," Jeff said as he fucked away. He wanted to hear Terry beg for his load, but begging wasn't critical. His balls wouldn't be denied for a formality. Terry's tight ass deserved to be seeded. A minute or so later Jeff withdrew into himself, closed his eyes as he licked his lips; he anticipated the surge of power. He was about to come, and ever the gentleman he delicately let Terry know saying "I'm gonna shoot this toxic load up you. Ohhhh, take it, yeah. Take my fucking babies!," as his balls ejected his poz load deep into Terry's ass, spurt after spurt after spurt of viscous cum coating the inside of Terry's hole. After laying on Terry's back for a few minutes, at which time each man struggled to catch his breath, Jeff withdrew his cock from Terry's ass, rose, and stepped into the bathroom for a cursory shower. Terry, meanwhile, was uncertain what to do or how to act, rose, pulled on his short pants and t-shirt, and stepped into the next room. A few minutes later Jeff, now dressed, presentable, and carrying his gym bag, stepped into the front room where he found Terry was sitting in his living room smoking a cigarette, still aching from the rape/fuck. "See you around, kid," Jeff said, winking. "I won't say anything to the guys at the gym if you won't." With that he left, slamming the door closed. Terry, meanwhile, although unsure of the best course of action, was aware of at least one unresolved matter, namely, he hadn't gotten off. Sliding his shorts down, he began jacking his rigid cock, the memory of Jeff's powerful body, and Jeff's thick cock as mental stimulation. Terry had had rape fantasies before, but they had never come true. But this was for real--a real rape from a real man. Nothing fake about this, he thought, as he lay back on the couch and jerked off. Suddenly four or five gobs of white cum shot from his cock onto his legs and hand, and onto the couch. "I want to get raped again," he thought as the cum oozed from his dick. But he was poz? Was that what made it so hot? He hopped in the shower, wiped the cum from his legs, showered and dressed. Fuck it, he thought, time for another trick. He kept the hot cum deep inside his bruised torn ass. Hopefully it would act as a salve for the next big cock to pound him. He pulled on his yellow tank top, a pair of jeans, and his tennis shoes, and headed out the door. Quickly hopping in his car, he decided to cruise along ocean road for a while. It was a warm summer evening. Fifteen minutes later, he noticed a hitchhiker who, from a distance, looked damned good. Terry slowed down and pulled over. "Shit," he thought, "what a hunk." The hitchhiker leaned in the car. "Where ya headed?" Terry asked. "Just goin' to Burleigh Heads," he answered with a smile. "Hop in, man. You got a great tan. You must have gotten a head start on it," Terry said as they drove along the coast. "Yeah, I spent some time in Florida. Anyway, all this sunshine makes me horny." Terry looked at him and smiled. The hitchhiker reached over and groped Terry's crotch. "Let's go back to my pad," Terry suggested. In ten minutes they were at Terry's, pulling off their clothes and hopping into bed. His name was Scott, he was 25, and he was spending the summer hitching around Australia before returning to work in the fall. Scott knew how to kiss. They licked each other's teeth, tongue and mouth. Then Terry went down on him, licking his cock and sucking his balls. Scott's tight ass looked good. It was clean and salty; Terry sucked it out good. Scott moaned in pleasure, then turned around, grabbed Terry by the hips and sucked his cock. Terry closed his eyes and rubbed Scott's head and shoulders, enjoying the expert service he was getting. Scott began sucking frantically, and it drove Terry to ecstasy. He shot off in Scott's mouth, sending gobs of thick cum down his throat. "Eat out my ass, that felt good," Scott ordered. Terry was ready for more. He licked Scott's ass, sucked and kissed it until Scott told him to replace his tongue with his cock. No arguments. Terry reached over the headboard for the KY, and greased his cock and Scott's asshole. He slid his dick in and they immediately developed a perfect fuck rhythm. They continued fucking and kissing until they were both ready to come. Terry relaxed when his sperm shot out of his cock and into Scott's asshole. "Ohhh, yeah, I'm coming; it feels great, ohhhh, yeah, it's shootin' out," Terry moaned. Terry had now come twice, and it was time to get his partner off. Scott sat on Terry's face with his cock sticking out and Terry sucked it for a while. "Oh, I'm so hot, I've got to shoot." Scott clenched his fists as his cream shot into Terry's mouth. Gobs and gobs of warm, thick juice filled Terry's mouth. He tasted it in his mouth, then slowly and sensuously swallowed the thick load, enjoying every drop of it. They got dressed and headed out. Scott wanted to be dropped off at a friend's place in Santa Monica; Terry was tired and sexually fulfilled. He was going home. He dropped Scott off, gave him a good-bye kiss, then headed back to his apartment. On the way, he passed the gym and glanced over. He saw a stud with bulging arms in a tank top, a nice smile on his good-looking face; he was sticking out his thumb for a ride. Terry could hardly believe it. He had seen the guy in the gym before and wanted to meet him, but had never had the chance. Like a reflex action, Terry made a U-turn, pulled over and stopped. 'How could I possibly be horny after all this?' Terry asked himself. Still, he opened the window and the stud peeked in and announced "I'm headed down the street." That was enough for Terry. "Sounds good to me," he replied, thinking to himself as the man stepped into the car realized he had seen him at the gym, although he knew nothing beyond that detail, so he commented "You look familiar, I've seen you working out at the gym." "Yeah, you have. I've seen you too, in fact I saw you today. You left at the same time my partner did," he explained. "He's well known here, his name is Jeff." 'It never stops', Terry thought as he drove off into the night with his new fuck buddy.
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rape Between a rock and a hard place
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Part 1 Art was a hopeless rock monkey; he loved to hang on craggy granite. Bouldering had long since gone from outdoor workout to an obsessing passion. This muscle-driven sport was ideal for a small guy like Art whose genes created a body more shaped for gymnastics than football or basketball. Best of all this non-competitive rock play fused technical skill with a brutal gravity-defying muscle pump. Geologic formations were Art's favorite gym. Art had long since mapped out and chalk polished his own set of problems at his favorite hang-out, a long rocky uplift called Hoodoo ridge. Hoodoo was a place where Art could spend hours caressing stone, conquering overhangs, laterally swinging and reaching from hold to limitless hold. The vertical ascent wasn't Art's real pursuit. Instead, this rock stud worked a long traverse pushing every muscle of his climber's pumped frame until the very fiber screamed. Art preferred Hoodoo above all the other hang outs for it's near complete privacy. These stones were off trail, hidden among Ponderosa pine well above the more crowded trails of the reservoir below. Art shared the place with a few climbing buddies, but mostly played there alone. On any given sunny afternoon Art could be found bouldering shirtless at Hoodoo in a pair of his favorite worn-out, baggy shorts. He liked the feel of breeze that wafted his exposed ass via a long vertical rip at the seam on the backside. He'd never bothered to stitch it up. The rear exposure not only cooled Art's straining glutes, it was as close to nude climbing as he could get and still protect his precious package from sharp granite or raspy sandstone. There was something to be said for a body sculpted on rock. At a compact 5'7'', Art's lean 140# frame was notable for his baseball round biceps, a tight chest, flexible 6-pak abs, and striated back muscles, every taut fiber a result of hours spent hanging at Hoodoo Ridge. At 28 years, Art enjoyed seeing the ripple of his own sinewy arms and legs as he reached and pulled, satisfied at the little stud frame he'd created. His own private pleasure. It was some shock for the little rock-monkey the day Nate discovered Art's bare ass hugging rock. Nate had just moved to this booming college town from back east on a football scholarship. He was unsure about a new life in a town where black America was seen only on TV, but as an inner-city boy he was hungry to get to know the mountains that loomed above campus. Nate stood out from most of the population on this lily-white university, and that was ok. He was enjoying all the attention. People weren't studying his ebony skin, though. At 6'4", 240 # of football honed mass, Nate was huge. His presence was intimidating to even the most confident. Both women and men stared when Nate the Freight walked by. His college life back east had been filled with football, parties and plenty of sex. Who and what never really mattered that much as long as he got to ram his hard cock somewhere tight and warm. It has probably been this in discriminate choices in sex partners and his unfortunate habit of tearing them a new asshole That had results in him coming back positive in his last health check before changing colleges. It had been 4 weeks since he had pounded someone and he was eager to take it up a notch from his usual hard sex to something really kinky. He wanted a tight neg ass to rip and breed. Part 2: Nate came upon Hoodoo ridge and Art's bare ass after leaving behind a fellow jogging buddy from the team. He and Mike, another linebacker, had headed uphill and off trail to see if they could get a view of the city below from atop the ridge of rocks above. Mike was sucking air and told Nate to go on ahead, he'd be up in a few. Nate enjoyed the presence of his almost equally big white team mate. He thought he might even make a nice breeding buddy, he just wasn't sure if he swung that way. Nate kept climbing breaking into a good heavy sweat as he want and upon reaching the ridge summit heard some heavy breathing coming from the rock. There, hanging like a chimp some 12 feet above the ground, Nate caught sight of one very sexy tan ass, hindquarters of a little white stud. The Philadelphia linebacker had only seen climbing on Mountain Dew commercials up to now and was enthralled by Art's agility as the climber blindly reached for a small crack above his head. Nate was captivated by the fluid movement of this little man as the rock stud pulled his body up a few feet. Now while Nate loved to fuck women or any hole really, he had acquired a taste for little white guys, a habit pursued since high school football. Girls cunts simply couldn't take what he had to offer. Male anal anatomy was another story.And besides even when he ripped a faggot open they ended up wanting more. Overtime, Nate had found he could intimidate, subdue, & seduce most of his teammates and other groupies he'd set his eyes on. For those few who played a little hard to get, Nate had more than once used his imposing size to force himself on, overpower, and impale his prey, conquering their unwilling fear. It was not uncommon after such a forced fuck, that these little men would come asking for more of his big black dick. Such was Nate's power. Seeing this erotic motion on rock, honing in on every muscle tighten on that little guy's back, and smiling at the curve of his finely rounded ass, blood rushed to Nate's head and cock. He knew then if only for this view and the guy fuck in his near future, the move to this town was worth it. Men on rocks! Nate could barely control himself. He wanted to reach up and grab those firm cheeks. He imagined his face buried in that tightly clenched crack, the feel of the velvety warmth of that little stud's love canal as he reamed his 10" black shaft up home. He decided there to make this stranger's tight ass his first breeding conquest. But first things first. Nate moved out of the trees as quiet as a 6'4" man could, and positioned himself underneath the heavily breathing rock stud. The rock monkey climbing above still hadn't noticed the intrusion. "Man, look at that ass. You always climb so exposed?" The boom of Nate's voice pierced the Hoodoo silence. "What the fu..." Art looked down, flinched at the black giant below, lost his hold, and fell off the rock. Nate saw Art slip a second late and while he was able to catch the little stud and break the fall, they both fell back into the embrace of a bush. Nate hadn't meant to scare the little man (well maybe he did) but as a result he found his big hands encircling the rock stud 's pumped upper arms, that exposed tight ass perfectly nestled above his very engorged basket. "Whoa...." Art found himself sitting on the lap of a very large black man. He looked around to see two big eyes penetrating his own. "Jesus, you scared the shit outa me. Where'd you learn to spot, anyway?" Art accused lifting himself off the big black man's lap, unnerved by the outa-the-blue shock of the situation. "As a matter of fact, I do always climb in these shorts. I mean no ones usually around staring up my ass ". added Art. Nate laughed a deep chuckle, licked his lips. "Hey, sorry about spooking you. Never seen a man hanging from the side of a rock." Nate then noticed the rock stud's 7" erect cock sticking like a pole below Art's shorts. "Looks like I got your attention, anyway". -
I was talkin to an alpha bull online recently who wanted to gang rape me with his buddies so fuckin rough and loud that the police get called so he could try to whore me out to em for having to come out and check on me..... got me thinkin of when i was 16 and i was at a rest stop back by the semis cruising for dick when a state patrol officer pulled in and asked why i was back there, he looked at my license N asked me to step outta the car N said he was gonna search it, he put me in cuffs N looked thru the car, he found a duffle i had condoms, lube N porn mags in, looked at me and threw it back in my trunk N said we both know what u were doin back here, he started grabbin his dick thru his uniform.... he said i had 2 choices, he arrests me for prostitution or we take a walk in the woods N work something out.... just as we got into the woods he told me to get on ur fuckin knees faggot! He told me i was gonna get what i wanted as he unzipped his pants N pulled his thick fuckin dick out. He left me in the cuffs N grabbed the back of my head and made me look in his eyes while he raped my throat so fuckin hard it felt like id pass out! He never let up till i swallowed 2 loads from him then he uncuffed me, spit in my face N walked towards his car. He saw a trucker who was watching N told him theres a faggot back there takin loads if u wanna rape the bitch... he got in his car N drove off and the trucker grabbed me and put me on a picnic table in the open N slammed his raw cock balls deep in me! He held me down by the neck as he raped me till another trucker walked up N held me down, by the time he bred me 3 guys had busted in my throat N another was about to rape my ass. Before he slammed into me he said he can either poz rape me in his sleeper so i dont get passed around all night or he can poz rape me right there till more guys line up.... he said its ur choice u fuckin whore, either way my fuckin poz seed is gonna be in ur pussy when im done with u! He made me beg him to rape and poz me in his sleeper b4 he drug me to his truck. He slammed the door behind us as we got in his semi N pushed me towards the bed, tellin me to get face down and spread ur fuckin legs whore! He stripped N shoved his fingers inside me as he stroked his dick askin me how old i was, i said 16 and begged him to use a condom.... he said he almost feels bad pozzing me but thats what happens to fuckin whores who beg for it and he slammed into me! He fuckin raped 3 loads into me as i lied there motionless takin it till he pulled out of me N said get the fuck outta my truck u nasty bitch! i got in my car and called a fuck buddy who was a doctor and told him what happened, he said to come over and he will give me a post exposure RX, when i walked in he was rock hard from what i told him happened and he fucked me on the floor of his entryway telling me 1 more poz load isnt gonna matter with all the seed inside me!! It was the first time he fucked me raw and the 1st time he told me he was poz! He unloaded in me, got up N tossed the RX's on the floor by me N told me i gotta go cause he had some 20yo neg pussyboy on the way over N he was gonna stealth the bitch and knock him up! I got hard as fuck as i passed him in the hall as i walked to the elevator knowin what was about to happen to him!
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I was an office manager at a large global company in charge of about 40 staff, mainly female who generally behaved themselves, but sometimes got out of hand when alcohol was involved. Some of the Xmas parties were a complete disaster when staff who had a years worth of problems with other staff members used to come to blows regularly. One of the worst offenders was Jane. Now Jane was a man hating Lesbian. Every work problem Jane had was,in her opinion was due to a male member of staff. She was pretty much hated by all the lads in the office and most of the women as well. However when she stopped arguing she was a brilliant worker and a very important member of the team. So I was a bit nervous when the company announced that there was a company party to be held in London and all departments were to send 2 staff members. Obviously as manager I had to attend and I decided to draw lots to see who would be attending with me. You know whats coming, Jane came out of the draw. Great. So, there was a lot of piss taking about us, how we would be able to share a room as Jane was such a man hater she would have her cunt padlocked shut, that sort of thing. it was childish but also quite funny. The day before the party, I took Jane into my office and read her a few rules for the weekend. She was told that she wasnt to go mad with the drink and any sign that she was starting an argument and she would be told to leave. and as it was a work party she was still representing the company and could be disiplined . We traveled down in my car and when we got to the hotel we found it had been massively overbooked and only 1 room was available. There was a perdictable massive over reaction from Jane but I calmed her down and we agreed that if the hotel put single beds in the room we would be ok to share. I really wasnt looking forward to this but it was a company thing so I had to smile and get on with it. We agreed that I would get ready 1st and head down to the party and Jane would catch up with me. Again I reminded her that tonight wasnt the time to get pissed and start a fight. Jesus it was a complete bore, it was full of company arse lickers who wanted to be seen buying drinks for the CEO and his cronies. i was sitting on my own ignoring everyone when I heard the argument start. I didnt need to asked who was involved because I could hear her mouth spouting off about how useless men were. This was all I needed. So i went over and Jane was clearly the worse for wear with drink and was involved in a full blown argument that was leading to a fight if she wasnt removed from the party. I managed to get her out of the room, and noticed how drunk she was when she fell over on the way to the lift. There was no point in talking to her she was so pissed. so I bundled her into the lift and pressed the floor number. She fell over in the corridor and I had to drag her into our room. I just manged to shove her onto the bed before she wet herself. This was going really well. I had a few bottle of beer in my bag so I took one and sat in the en-suite. I noticed an empty bottle of vodka in the bin, no wonder she was so pissed, she must have drank it in 15 mins when she was getting ready. So I came back into the room and Jane was lying in a heap on her bed with her trousers soaking wet. I couldnt leave her in that mess so unfastened her button and pulled them off her. i hung then up in the en-suite and went back in for another beer. As I sat there I kept looking over and noticed her knickers were down to mid thigh. She had a big hairy bush and I couldnt help but keep looking. in fact I went and had a closer look. I couldnt believe I was doing this, she was a vile drunken man hater and I was pulling her knickers down so I could get a good look at her cunt. I got her knickers clean off and opened her legs to have a much better look. Next I opened her blouse to have a look at her micro tits. she didnt need a bra but wore one anyway. it was a front fastener so I unhooked it and exposed her excuse for tits. What was I doing?. I had to stop so got another beer and returned to my bed. I couldnt help it though. I wanted to fuck her. she probably wouldnt wake up so she wouldnt even know. I stripped and put a towel round my waist. that way if she woke up I could say I was just going in the shower. I couldnt help myself, i knew this was totally wrong, but what a rush I was having. I put my cock next to her lesbian cunt, probably the 1st cock it had rubbed on it. Jane let out a massive fart and I thought she would wake up so I moved away. She stayed asleep so I put my cock back against her cunt and pushed it in a little. I got a couple of inches in her and she started to snore really loud. I stayed still with my cock still inside her. There was no going back from here so I pushed some more and i got fully up her. What a turn on this was though. her man hating cunt was welcoming me in and begging to be filled with spunk for the 1st time. I didnt want to come in her but couldnt help myself and I felt my balls tighten. I couldnt stop and unleased my seed deep into her cunt. the same cunt that had only known a womans touch was getting its 1st taste of man spunk. God I filled her up, I can honestly say Ive never come like that before. I just kept pumping my seed up her for what seemed like ages. I withdrew and went in the shower. When I came out there was spunk leaking out of Janes cunt so I wiped it off her and put her bra back together and pulled the sheets over her. I had another beer and went to bed. Jane never said anything to make me think she knew what had happend that night. But every time I heard her starting one of her man hating arguments I laughed at the thought of my spunk swilling about in her.
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Seriously...no pussy doms need reply!! Don't want flakes or ingenuine people. For this week... Track and kidnap me and then full on rape my ass with as much seed as possible!! Track me down on LIFE360 APP and my code is: FYN-OLT . Join my LIFE360 circle and then when you see me, chuck me in a van and use me good. Really into restraints and blindfold! I don't really care what you do to me just make sure I get loads of cock. Really into restraints, blindfolds, breeding, sucking etc my only limits are piss, fisting, blood, Chems, smacking (though spanking is ok) bruises or marks or anything that will hurt my health - including poz. I am negative, disease free and want to stay that way!!! Very genuine - you be too!! Don't join my location if your not serious or have no intention of the above. Done this once before and was napped in a van so would help if you had a van or car. Would also be great if I was used by more than one guy! I am freshly shaved and smooth and can wear a butt plug all day if you want me to. Kik/ londonsub93
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Still a little new to all of this, so sorry if the story sucks. But its something I fantasize about so here it is. Cole had a very high sex drive and was usually a top. He is also very inexperenced when it comes to sex as he has only had sex with his boyfriend. This day how ever his boyfriend was in a rush and wanted to have a quickie with Cole on bottom. He quickly slid in using only spit and came deep inside of Cole very fast loading him up, giving him a kiss, and walking out the door. Cole was not satisfied at all by this. He was still feeling extremely horny. So he decided to be a little adventurous and checked around online for hookup sites. Eventually, he discovered that Craigslist has ads for just that and found one of a bottom cumdump listing a blackroom - just walk in, dump a load, and leave. This turned Cole on big time so he messaged and got the address. This of course being his first time with another person, he grabbed some condoms and headed over. When he got there he was extremely nervous but even more horny. He walked in the door and was surprised to see a few guys already pounding the bottom. This turned him on more than he had ever been. He dropped his pants and put his condom on excited for his turn. After a few grunts and hearing the current top saying to take his load Cole quickly moved into position cutting in line though he didnt realize it. He lined up and went in all in one thrust. He was surprised how easy it was and how slick the bottom was. He was loving every second and got so into it that he bent over wraping his arms around the bottom pounding harder and harder. Unfortunately he didn't notice this revealed his boyfriends cum which was now leaking out of his hole. The other tops didn't either that is until another guy walked in and light filled the room for a brief second. The man next in line just so happen to see so he decided since it should have been his turn now anyways he was gonna get his load into someone. He lined up his precum-covered cock to Cole’s hole and during Cole's outward thrust pushed the head straight in with nothing but cum as lube. This surprised Cole and brought him back to reality. "Hey I'm not a bottom - top only man," Cole said. "Okay okay! I'm just trying to stay hard and since you cut me in line. I figured its only right." "No man, I'm sorry im not a bottom." "Well what if I just use the tip until your done?" Cole thought for a second and agreed but only if he wore a condom and went back to fucking the bottom. The guy walked over to grab a condom when the newest guy whispered, "Who does that prick think he is cutting and then giving demands? Here just open the rubber and pretend to put it on he wont notice." So the guy did just that which made him leak a shit ton of precum which he used as more lube and poked his tip back into Cole's ass. He let out a moan as Cole worked the bottoms hole and his raw cock head. After about 5 min of this the guy couldn't take it anymore and started pushing deeper. When Cole tried to stop him the second guy grabed him from the side holding him down and covering his mouth. "He isnt going anywhere. Load the bitch up!" "Oh hell yeah," the guy said and went balls deep forcing Cole to let out a muffled screem as he came from the excitment tensing his ass and filling his condom. This only made his rapist fuck even harder "Fuck yeah, I'm about to cum and add to your already filled hole! Fuck yeah, dont think I don't know you’re cock slut. Let me give you what all cock sluts want - my charged up load! Here you go! Ahhhhh fuck yeah, take my seed!" And with that he pulled out. The second guy let go of Cole "Dude, what the fuck? I told you I didn't want to bottom," Cole started to yell at the first guy. The bottom who was turned on with a raging hard on flipped over to see what was going on. The second guy grabbed Cole and shoved his face into the bottoms crotch. "Shut up and suck that dick, cock slut! We aren’t done yet. There's still more guys to satisfy! Im about to show you how a real man fucks!" He shoved his full thick raw 8 inches balls deep in one thrust. "We’re gonna turn you into a real cumdump"
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“Pretty up north, there’s an industrial city. Most factories are closed now, its often so cold up there that if you wanna cruise there is only one place you can go, the Sewer Sauna. Its probably one of the biggest sauna of the state, open 24/7, dirty and smelly and pretty much past its glory. It has one of the biggest dark room youll ever find and in that dark room there’s a guy named the Poz Throll. He almost never show up in the light, legends says he’s aids is so advanced he looks like a crossing between a zombie and, as he’s name implies, a throll. He only stays in the dark room where he can breed without been seen and only enters other rooms to breed guys that are unconscious or too drunk to see and resist him. One of this guys I met at the aids research centre said to have talked to him. He told me bout fainting in one of those private rooms and waking up to the throll breeding him. When the throll realised he was awake he was ready to run away back to the safety of the dark room, but my friend, like the disgusting toxic dumpster he is, told him to finish he’s job. After my friend got he’s highly toxic aids shot, they started to talk and the Throll told him he’s story. Now I don’t claim this story is real, its maybe more urban legend than anithing, but I think its worth some of your time, so seat down, finish your drink and listen.. I know what your thinking. How can somethign so sick and ghostly ever been something more than a toxic piece of meat. Believe it or now, I’m only 38 and I used to be pretty differen from how you see me now. My name was doctor Peter Mahindra and I used to work at the Saint Ophelia’s University Sexual Health Clinic. I was working there while finishing my research at the university, studying the diffusion of STDs. I had my hands full and had a very limited social life. I knew since my first breath I was gay, there was no denying that, but I grew up in a conservative family with a hypochondriac mother. I grew up with the fear of sicknesses, especially AIDS. Its funny I would end up studying the thing that scared me the most and eventually work with people who where positive. I rarely had sex, always pretended to see the HIV exams from my partner and used condoms. I was a bottom back than. I had a very reserved and I’d say boring sex life. The only concession I gave myself was wearing my pink electric jock strap from time to time to work. I only did it to have the illusion of being a young attractive bottom... but that was the most extreme thing I ever did... wear a jock strap to work.... a jock strap no one had seen... or at least that I thought. It was around the second year of my work there that I came in for my morning shift and he was there. A man on he’s 40’s, tall bald white with cold blue eyes... I’d say sort of slightly muscular yet thin... he stand out from the rest of the patients awaiting their exams from he’s clothes. Extremely long leather boots with red laces, rubber shiny pants with some red details, an old school leather jacket with a skull and biohazard symbol in the back and leather fingerless gloves. He looked like someone who slitted troths to make a living. I felt treathned by him and he must have sensed that, I could feel those cold blue eyes over my body, examining me... I had the feeling he could tell I was wearing a jock and had... perverted desires hidden in my head. I entered my examination room and hoped I would not have to deal with him... until eventually I called a name, Markus, and he appeared. He entered the room and set there, looking at me as a murder looks at he’s next victim... he’s eyes red with bloody veins yet so cold and dead with those blue piercing stones... “My name is Peter, What can I do for you Markus?” “I need a full screan” “Did you where exposed to STD’s?” “Yes” “When?” “Several times since my last visit to a clinic... had a lot of cunts offering me their holes doc” I tried not to pay attention tho those words.... it was clear he just wanted to provoke me “How If I may ask?” “I topped bareback several dozens of boys, some of them seemed pretty sick”. “Any symptoms?” “Yes, several” “Are you HIV positive?” Markus grined... he knew the answer obviously... I could tell. “I’m here to find out doctor... Peter.” I nodded and proceeded to let him take off he’s jacket. He was wearing a sleeveless black tank top. I could see he’s dry skin covering a muscular vascular yet sort of slim body. I took he’s arm and I could see them, several dozens of needles wound. Heroin most probably. “Do you inject drugs Markus?” “Often and always in good company?” “Did you share the needles?” “No, I rather share something else...” “Yes...I can... guess that... I’m doing a full scan, as you know in this structure we can give you almost instant results on your status, by the time I will have finished with the other exams we should know the results. Now I’m going to take a mouth swab and than I’m going to have to take a swab from your penis, the last one is a bit annoying, no need to take an anal one as you said you only do insertive anal sex Markus... would you mind...” I did not even need to finish speaking, he had already lied on the bed and had opened he’s mouth. I took a swab and proceeded to take samples from he’s mouth. I could smell the hundreds of cheap cigarets he must have smoked from every single breath he took. He’s tongue had a tattoo of what I gather was a pentagram with a sort of goat head. “Perfect, now I’m going to need you to lower your... leggings? Pants?” “Their rubber pants doc... “ “Yeah, if you can lower them and lower your underwear as well...” “No need for that” he added. He just opened what I understood being sort of a pouch covering he’s croth, and all of the sudden the pants where crotchless. No underwear... but what I saw I cannot forget. It must have been around 9 inch cock with some massive giant balls. It was of a dark red skin colour with a sword tattooed on the shaft and a prince albert on it. I was mesmerized... of all the penis I had to work with that was the most peculiar.... “I’m gonna have to inspect it before I take the swab” “No worries doctor, I’m acostumed at having pretty boys playing with it” I blushed while he grinned evilly. He was clearly provoking me, to which end I had no idea. I took he’s cock in my hands, it was already getting erect. I kept moving it around inspecting it... I could see something that I tought must have been minor scars, probably symptoms of syphillis in a initial stage. “It would be feel so much better if you where not using those annoying latex gloves doc, I feel your irritating my skin, I might have latex allergy.” “Its for both yours and my safety precautions...” “You could just wash your hand with the sanitizer doc... your really irritating my skin.” I looked for non latex gloves but tough luck... the vinyl ones where out of stock. And than, just than I took the first stupid decision that will start my downfall... I took the gloves off. “This is not standard procedure mister Markus but since I cannot have you get an allergic reaction....” “Sure doc...” My fingers where on he’s cock... they where moving on their own now.... on that erect piece of red meat.... it was so warm. “Did the ... piercing hurt?” “No doc... not paritculary” “And... the tattoo?” I said while caressing the inked shaft. “That was kinda pleasent... I like a bit of pain mixed with pleasure.... I had to be erect for this tatto doc... but it was not difficult, the tatto artist helped with that...” “I...see... well... I’m.... gonna... I might .... I think I’m gonna.... I’m think we are done with your penis Mister Markus...” “Doc wait, I think I have something with it... it kinda burn at times... I got something, not sure if its a precum or a discharge... you might wanna look at it doc...” “Mister Markus I got no gloves on and I have to attend other patients, I’m putting both me and them at risks of contamination by using my bare hands and...” “Look doc... can you see it?” There was something coming out of it... it looked like a whitish milky liquid.... I could not tell if it was a discharge or just precum... I instinctively moved my hands towards he’s cock while my thumb pushed against the head of he’s cock to get more of that odd liquid to come out... And than, it happen. Without any warning he just grabbed my hair and pulled my head towards he’s cock. I don’t know if my lips just opened or If I tried to put up any resistance, I only know my tongue was tasting that discharge and taking it in my mouth, swallowing it. The taste of that substance was almost rancid, mixed with the cold metallic taste of the piercing. I kept licking and sucking, he’s hand ony my head pushing me down. I could taste preucm only after a while, which gave me confirmation that the discharge was probably ghonorea and not precum. Eventually the hands on my head became two and I was pushed all the way down on he’s cock... I could feel it press to violate my troath... He fucked my troath without mercy... I kept trying not to puke but it was useless... after a while i just coughed, pulled back and vomited my breakfast while coughing... I was still coughing when I felt he’s hands pulling me up from my arms with unspeakable violence. “Let me go this is wrong! You can’t do this to me I’m a medic and..” I did not see the punch coming, I only felt the fall to the ground and my forehead slowly starting to bleed. Than I was pulled of the ground again, I stood in front of him and before my mouth could finish mumbling a “Please don’t hurt me I beg you” a second punch had hit me right in the mouth. I felt against the examination bed. Before I could even consider moving he’s left boot wasI on my crotch, pressing painfully against my balls. I was at that point crying but too scared to beg anymore. I did not make any resistance while he turned around and used what i later found out to by a cathether to tie my hands. He than proceeded to take some dirty cloths from he biohazardous disposal trash can and shoved them in my mouth. The taste of repressed toxic piss filled my mouth almost instantly. I felt my pants being pulled down and my ass being pressed under one of he’s boots. “I knew you where a dirty faggot... a cunt that enjoys touching man’s cocks... I bet that when no one sees your you jack off in here... your just a disgusting little piece of shit... a faggot without any purpose if not touching real man cocks... but this is your lucky day... I’m about to change your life and give you a new purpose...” I heard him opening a zipper and taking something out from he’s leather jacket. It was a stone... or a shard... I could not tell... Before I could even understand what he was doing with it he pushed it against my puker. It would hurt and my anal muscles where so tight it would not let it in. “Someone is playing the virgin mary game... pretty bad, I don’t take virgins kindly...” Leaving the shard against my hole he proceeded to push it in with he’s cock. The pain was immense and if it was not for the cloths filled with toxic piss obstructing my mouth everyone in the damn building would have had heard me. The shard entered and scratched my hole making it bleed while the cock pushed in without mercy and without lube. I could hear it against the sphinter. I screamed and screamed. If it wasn’t for the blood acting as improvised lube in my scratched anal walls I would have probably died there of pure pain. He kept pushing it in... he kept going. I lost the shard in me at a certain point. The prince albert was scratching my anal walls even more and more... blood kept flowing and flowing. Than he turned me around. “Look at that face... someone is having a fuck rush already” I was not sure what he was meaning till I felt my anal muscles relaxing and something unlocking in my head. It was like if the floodgates of a dam where opened. A mixture of pleasure and depraved tought I burried deep in my mind hitted me. All the most depraved things humans where capable of I was willing to do in that right moment. My muffled pain screams became loud moans of pleasure. My desperate muffled attempt at begging became screams ofpleasure and my mouth and mind said the most horrible things a man could ever say... He kept going. He’s eyes looking at me. My hands eventually got freed frm the catheter and runned to my cock that was already dripping with precum. Eventually it was me who started pushing against he’s cock. He removed the cloths from my mouth. “How is my medical cunt feeling?” “RAPE ME!” I screamed. “MAKE MY CUNT BLEED! MAKE IT BLEED! MAKE IT BLEED!! I WANT YOU IN BLOODSTREAM... I WANT YOUR CUM IN MY BLOODSTREAM” “Spoken like the pure whore you are...” He’s hands went to my troath while he’s cock pushed harder and harder. He was choking me. “This would be a nice way to end your life you cunt.... choked with toxic cum in your hole..” “YES... CHOKE ME... POZ ME... CHOKE ME... I WANNA DIE WHILE I CUM.... I WANNA DIE LIKE THIS... FUCKING CHOKE ME MOTHER FUCKER!” And so he did... the gloved hands pressed harder and harder... my head was exploding with he pressure of air and blood blocked by he’s hands.... I was sure I was gonna die till I felt it. At first it was just a little mild warm sensation... and than it was burning... my ass was burning and leaking... and not just cum. I could feel it inside me. He’s toxic chemical piss filling my hole, getting in my sores directly in my blood stream. My orgasm was monstruos... a scream so loud i’m amazed no one heard... and than a maniac laugh. Once he was done breeding me he proceeded to push he’s wet cock against my eyes while keeping them open by force .... and extra step to ensure I would get the gift. Than he simply set down on a chair. “Please more... I can’t just have one... I need more... more cum...please my hole...my hole is empty... more give it to me...” I tried to run for he’s cock but hes slap literally throw me away to the other corner of the room. “Look at yourself” he grinned “A respected medical practician reduced to a crazed half toxic zombie...” “MORE!!! PLEASE” I started laughing maniacly I could not control it. It was like something had grown in my head, like a monster from out of space had made a nest in my brain and with he’s slimy tentacles was guiding me towards the most disgusting perverted actes I could imagine... “I’ll give you a special treath... but first you got some patience to attend...” I did not understand what he meant by that.... he just throw me a towel and told me to clean my face and put my clothes back on.... what he explained me next and what he made me do will forever damn my soul forever. What I did that day has no name, its to this day the most monstruos act someone in the medical profession ever did... I recieved dozens of patients... from the young innocent 18 years old twink who just wanted to make he’s std exams before making love to he’s partner to the middle aged married man, the casual slut with a boring job to the shy gay boy with purple hair. All of them... I would tell them of the necessity of taking anal and urethral swabs. I would go to Markus who was seated behind the curtain and insert the swabs in he’s posionous cock and than come back to the patients. I would insert he’s toxic juices in their pissholes making sure to push it deep and twist it... and than I would scratch their holes with an excuse of a prostate exams and than run the toxic juices covered swab on their bleeding anal scars. They all thanked me for the profound inspection I gave them and they all walked away with something toxic growing in them. Boyfriends, casual sex partners, husbands.... they spread Markus dna to all of them. We kept on doing that for at least a month. Markus would enter from a back door, hid in my examination room and i would take he’s toxic seed and plant it in patients. Eventually I fell sick... the fuck flu was like anything I ever experience. Markus was on my side, breeding me even while I begged him to just leave me alone and slamming me in order to get me enough strength to go back to the hospital the day after to do my duty. It did not take long before the hospital was stormed with hundreds, maybe thousands of positive results for one of the most toxic and infective HIV variants ever known to men, not to mention all possible combinations of minors stds. The hospital called in this young doctor from the Dissease Control Division who started an investigation. They uncovered that all the patients had me in common. I ruined away. Another country. Another life. AIDS hitted me so hard and combined with the abuse of slam and tina it made me irrecognisable. Markus one day just disappeared and here I am, I go around the dark room, breeding those who can’t see me, giving them the only memory I have of my past life... Markus toxic load.
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Blonde And Stupid – Two Christian Boys Dragged Down (Part 01) Blonde And Stupid – Two Christian Boys Dragged Down (Part 01) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** Ryan and Ben met each other on the internet. They were both 18 years old and looked for companionship, since they were both still in the closet. They talked about their dreams, their school, about their sexual fantasies and about their families. It is not easy to come out, if you were raised under Christian guides. Both families were heavily engaged in their churches. There was no way to just come out and tell them ‘Hey Mom and Dad…. I have to die…. I’m just kidding…. I won’t die. I am only gay.’ Both parents would have probably said, it would be better that their sons were dead instead. Ryan lived in Macon (Georgia), while Ben was from Rome (Georgia). After chatting for a few days, they planned to meet in ‘real life’ in Atlanta. It wasn’t that easy, because Ben had no car. He had to borrow it from his mother. Ryan’s parents bought their son a car, when he turned 18. The two guys could have been brothers. They laughed about it, when they first met. Both teens had blue eyes. Both were blonde. While Ben had curly long hair, Ryan had a nice sidecut. Both twinks were around 5,6 feet tall and were quite slim. And even sexually they were both totally bottom guys. They couldn’t even think about sticking the own cock into someone else’s orifice. They would rather fantasize about jocks, passing them by on the streets of Atlanta. Or classmates they had, who were captain of the football team. They even managed to connect their families, by telling them, they both met on an interschool scientific project. And since both boys were totally alike, and were both from Christian families, the parents would allow overnight stays. On one of those ‘week-end’ occasions, the two friends surfed together on the internet. They were logged into a gay dating portal and browsed through the pictures and ads. “Here…. look at this. Gang-Bang Atlanta Bottoms Wanted….” Ryan pointed at the screen. They opened the profile and saw some pictures of different sized cocks. So far so good, they thought. Both admired the different shapes and sizes and expressed both, that they would love to get fucked by these guys. The profile stated 8 tops and 1 bottom were looking for other participants. Ryan had a raging hard on and Ben also massaged his cock underneath his jeans. They just left the profile, when a message popped up on their screen. BioHazard1 asked if the guys would like to get their asses fucked by eight BioHazard Tops. Ryan replied ‘That would be great. We both would love to be hammered by your big cocks’ *he wrote the message, without Ben’s approval and hit the ‘sent’ button* Ben laughed out loud, when he saw, what his pal was offering. BioHazard1 sent another message and demanded some pictures, since the their profile had none. Both boys discussed, if they should send their pictures to the guys. They agreed to send a fake picture from the internet, to keep the horny game going, but in the meanwhile another message appeared on the screen. Biohazard1 said ‘We could use Skype and sent the address needed.’ “Oh oh… and now?” Ben said and slapped his friend playfully over the head. “We could open the cam and turn it around for a while. I would love to see those cocks” Ryan pouted. Ben was the scared and shook his head. He wouldn’t hold his face into the cam. He got up instead and left the range. Ryan was a little bit more cocky and sent a request, with his cam turned to the wall. On the screen another room went alight. Four jocks were sitting in front of the cam. They were cheering and yelling at them, smiling into the camera. Then one guy asked, why the cam stayed dark. “That’s such a bullshit. If you want to fake stuff, then look for other guys. We are serious about meeting, you little fuck. You are probably….” he couldn’t finish the sentence, because Ryan turned the cam into his direction now. Why did he do that? Maybe he just wanted to show, that he was for real. Maybe he wanted prolong the chat, while watching the guys on the other side. Now that they saw Ryan they hollered again. “Fuck – you are hot. Where is your friend?” “He is shy and standing further away. Ben, come back here. It is only fair, that they see you, since we can see them” Ryan begged his friend. Ben rolled with his eyes and walked back to his seat. Another four guys came into view. You couldn’t see all the handsome faces, now that almost all guys were in front of the cam. When they saw Ben they freaked out even more. “When can you be here? We want to rip your asses apart” the same guy said. He stood up and held his dick into the cam, which was such a fat cock. It reminded Ryan of a huge coke can. “How big is it?” Ryan asked. “Nine inches! Come and try it out. I will make it fit…” the guy growled. “We’re in Macon right now and it is quite late” Ben mentioned. “Fuck that – come here at once. We need guys like you offering their pussies. Come and be happy with our dicks… that’s what you need you FAGGOTS.” “Are you two brothers?” another jock asked. “No – just friends, but we are both totally submissive. We love to bottom. Do we have to fuck also?” Ben wanted to know. “If you want to get hammered only, it is fine with us. Just bring your bodies to us and we will do the rest” the others cheered. “So we would be three bottoms?” Ryan played on with the game. “Fuck that old slag here. We will kick him out if you two dolls are coming. We really want to fuck you bad….” Both twinks were already massaging their bumps in their jeans. “Show us your assholes faggots. Turn around and show us your hole…. BITCHES” several guys yelled and showed their bare penises. “CUNT CUNT CUNT….” they shouted out loud. Ryan stood up and turned around, while opening his jeans. “Are you serious?” Ben was totally shocked. “You can’t really show your….” he continued but was too late. Ryan moved the chair away and lowered his pants and briefs. He pulled his cheeks apart and showed his virgin asshole. Because of his fair and blonde appearance he almost didn’t have any hair around his pucker. You could hear loud cheering form the speakers, before the sound and the picture stopped. Ben had disconnected the streaming. “Are you totally nuts? Your parents are sleeping downstairs. Do you want us to be killed?” you could see he was really agitated. Ryan was still standing there bare assed. His face was totally red and all of a sudden he felt also ashamed of his actions. He pulled his pants back on and sat down in silence. “I am sorry… but I felt so horny and these guys are so cool. Did you see the sizes of their cocks? We should be in Atlanta and not here. Oh man – this sucks!” Ryan answered. Suddenly the guys heard another signal. A new message came in from Biohazard1. ‘Hey – what happened? Where have you gone?’ Both guys just stared at the screen. Biohazard1: ‘Are you scared?’ “Are we going to answer them?” Ryan asked. Ben didn’t react. “Look – if we just run away, then this might happen over and over again. And I don’t want to run. I want to get fucked…” Ryan sighed. “Ok…. answer then” Ben nodded. ‘Yes we are scared’ Ryan replied. ‘What is your status then? Do you know?’ Biohazard1 wanted to know. Ryan and Ben didn’t understand the real meaning of the question. ‘We are both still in the closet. That is our status. Our parents do not know that we are gay and we never met other guys for sex. We didn’t even fuck each other, because we are both strictly bottom.’ Ryan wrote honestly. ‘So you are both virgins?’ ‘Yes’ ‘Never had a cock in your ass or mouth?’ Biohazard1 replied. ‘We are totally new to this… I mean I know where it should go in and what it does there, but I am not so sure about Ben though’ Ryan hit the ‘send’ button and laughed. Ben gave his thigh a knock and both friends laughed. ‘We respect your virginity and understand your fear. But it would be cool for us, if you could decide to keep the contact to us.’ Biohazard1 answered. Both lads couldn’t see the guys on the other side anymore. If they would have seen them, they would have doubted the honesty of those words. “Fuck…. fuck…. they are virgins. We need to get our toxic junk into them… come on, write something nice. Don’t fucking lose them” some guys whispered to the one, who called himself Biohazard1. ‘I am not talking about the sexual aspect here. Although we would answer you those questions too. But it seems to us, that you need some assistance. Some sort of guidance – maybe from guys who are a bit older than you and have some experience already.’ “What do you think” Ryan asked Ben. “They sure looked like horny jocks, but I think we could really need some help to get out of this hole” Ben sighed. ‘We would love to keep the contact. We got you on Skype. Maybe you would like to talk to us tomorrow?’ Ryan suggested. ‘We would love that too. Have a good night then’ ‘Good night and May God Bless you all.’ That was the second, when Biohazard1 shot a load all over his keyboard. They would drag those Christian boys down. All the way…- 33 replies
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My name is Matt and I’m a miserable twink. Growing up everybody insisted I was quite good looking, especially my mom. She always tried to hook me up with talent agents since I can remember. I think her obsession came from her total failure at becoming an actress. She forced me to study acting, dancing, singing and all that nonsense and I was constantly on diet. At age 18 my body was a perfectly well toned machine, with good legs and a bubble butt and a start of what I hoped it would have become a six pack. It was during a hot summer that my life turn a change for the worst. I had just figured the nerves to tell my mom I was gonna quit summer acting camp to join my friends for a vacation in Canada when she out of nowhere told me a friend of her had booked me an audition with Dan Meyderson, one of the greatest youth talent agents of hollywood. He was famous for having launched several young stars who mostly worked in tv dramas and lame shows but for my mom he was the perfect entry point for my carreer. I met him with my mom in he’s offices situated in one of those tall skyscrapers near the Hollywood sign. He was in he’s 40’s, black hair, huge chin, imposing body and piercing grey eyes. You could tell he worked out a lot by he’s imposing body. He kept bragging with my mom bout all of those lame young talents he launched, of which one became a famous pop star, the other a half decent tv actor. I tought it was weird he only worked with male actors but my mom was completely glued to that man’s presentation, especially since he kept flirting with my her, who is off course as insecure as a failed actor can be. Dan at a certain point asked me to stand up and get in the center of he’s office. He said he was gonna have a professional photographer take some snaps of me. I was wearing a pair of skin tight white jeans with a black tank top with one of thos douchy long v necks, in order to show my almost passable hunky body. I won’t lie, I do consider myself a nice looking guy, I have black hair, brown eyes and since my dad is... or was since i never met him, asian, I have some delicate feautres and face. When the potographer came I had to endure several dozen stupid pictures including one of me laying on Dan’s desk while my mom kept clapping like a retarded sea lion at a sea park the whole time. At a certain point something seemed to trigger Dan’s who just said to me “Matt boy, how about you remove some of those clothes so we can take some pics just in case we may need you to star... i don’t know in a gym or beach scene?” Before I could say anithing my mom was already saying how handsome my body is, like a meat merchant trying to sell he’s finest rib eye. I had to remove the tank top and than the jeans leaving me with only my bright electric blue boxers on. “I can already see him in some nice scene in one of our upcoming tv series, “Dolphin Girls”, its a for girls show but we are looking for a nice looking young man who can rock some swimming wear to play the part of the love interest of one of the protagonist... and with that fine ... bubble butt ... which I recon come’s from your genes madam, i’m sure he would be perfect.” once Dan had said that he gave me a slap on my butt.... a very slow and kinda grabby slap. I hoped my mom would have said something ‘bout it but she was already thanking Dan like he was some sort of saint, granting us wishes and dragging us out of misery. “Matt my boy, I’m going to have the executive producer of Dolphin Girls in tomorrow, I bet he would love to meet you, but you are gonna have to come to the interview alone, I’ll have my driver pick you up... and deliver some fine flowers to that gracious jewel that is your mom”. Dan seemed so fake I really had to impose myself not to make any sarcastic comment. Less than 24 hours and I was being delivered by he’s driver to the supposed place for the interview... which to my surprise was an anonymous warehouse in the suburbs. “Matt my boy... you are gonna meet Edward Kurtstain, he’s a very very very big client of mine and he’s really in to meeting you... now be a good boy, wear this clothes and join us once your done changing”. Dan today was not sporting he’s business attire, he was wearing a black polo and some jeans and seemed a lot more relaxed... and creepier than yesterday. On a table there was a football uniform... A white and red joackstrap which I tought was a bit unnecessary and some very tight lycra shorts and top, both white and red. I also had to put on that ridiculous black marks under my eyes like some sort of apache indian.... When I entered the room Dan and Edward where seated on a big leather sofa, sipping fancing cocktails. There was no one else in the whole room. “Matt... Dan told me you where a good looking twink... he was not kidding... this is your lucky day, I’m really in the market for a young good looking star like you. Would you like to play the part of the jock in the Dolphin Girls series?” I was... happy I guess... I mean finally a breaktrough after so many years of nottingness but... it all seemed so sudden. “Whats your answer boy?” said Dan creeping towards me with two glassess of what i think was a martini. “Well, I’m not exactly... a jock and I have no idea of what a twink is but I would be honoured to have the part”. “That settles it than! Have a martini and lets toast” I was handed the drink which i immediately sip mostly out of my nervous desire of getting over with it. Edward was even creepier than Dan, he was younger t, possibly in he’s middle 30’s, bald and apparently quite muscular. He’s eyes where dark and ... something was off in them, they where almost red injected with blood. They made me seat between them and kept talking to me about what an amazing break trough Dolphin Girl would have been for me. Something started feeling wrong ten minutes in the whole congratulatory speech. My face was all of the sudden hot... burning. I felt like my brain was been sucked outside my skull. “You ok boy?” Asked Edward. “You seem kinda... red” “I’m sorry... guess... the emotion...and I did not eat anithing before drinking....just... i’m so fucking....fucking hot”. Witout knowing I was already standing from the sofa and removing my top in the desperate attempt to feel less hot. I was swetting like crazy... my heart was completely going insane...i feared it would just explode any moment now. “Your just hyperventilathing because your happy” said Dan in a very condescending tone. “Yeah... just let us help you calm down” added Edward. All of the sudden both of them where hugging me. Their hands where caressing every inch of my body. I could not see them doing it because my eyes where glued to the cealing but before i could realize it, Dan’s hand was spreading my ass cheecks. I did not even realized they had removed my pants, I was with just my jockstrap on between two men who kept creeping on me. I could feel their warm breath on my shoulder and face. They where saying things that made no sense to me. “We love you Matt, you are our special boy” “Yes Matt you are going to be our favourite star...” “We are gonna make you ritch Matt...” “Yes Matt, we are going to make you feel very good and become very very famous and ritch...” Before I could even try to think what to answer I felt something warm and wet pushing against my asshole. I turned around only to see Edward between my ass cheek with he’s face. The feeling was just plain amazing... i could feel he’s tongue slowly entering me, teasing pleasure centres of my body I did not even know existed. Dan said something which i could not make sense of and than started french kissing me with a violence that almost scared me. Than he broke the kiss and slapped my face telling me to stay awake. It was than I realized my cock was outside the jockstrap and I was violently jacking it off. “If you have to play with a cock you might as well play with mine” Dan said, and before I could think of an answer my hand was wrapped around he’s cock. He had a huge uncut cock... the biggest one I have seen so far.... Playing with it was strange... considering I only had mine between my hands so far... the feeling was so odd... Spasm of pleasure arrived from my ass again, making me mumble nonsensical words and making me play faster with Dan’s cock. After a while the rimming and violent french kissing stopped. I was dragged to a very high desk with my jockstrap still on. In front of me was Dan. “You like the feeling of warmth and pleasure Matty boy?” I looked at Dan like he was not even there.... I simply nodded. “Good... I have more from where that came from... in fact I have some here with me... but you are gonna have to earn it...” Dan showed me something that looked like an orange pill bottle, I could not make sense of the letters... “If you want it you are gonna have to earn it... show us your ass and spread it Matty” said Edward... I noticed only than there was a camera on a tripod between me and Edward. I tried to object but I was violently slapped by Dan. “Don’t be a downer boy... just turn around”. Dan just grabbed me and dragged me like a doll on the desk so that my ass was in front of the camera while my body was limp on the desk. “Now spread your ass boy!” I tried to speak but my tongue was made of foam and words did not seem to make any sense when they where pronounce by me... A sudden slap on my balls made me wimp. “Just spread that ass fucking slut!” Dan screamed. I slowly spread my ass cheeks revealing my hole. I felt a tongue licking around my hole, teasing it and than pushing in... but before I had a chance to reach orgasm the tongue was gone. “Here is your gift boy... you earned it.” I felt two fingers pushing inside my ass... but not just two fingers, something was between them... an object.... a pill maybe. “In order to make it work well we are gonna have to push it inside deep in you boy” I could hear the sound of belts opening and pants falling. I tried to turn around but a vioelnt slap on my face made me change idea pretty quickly. I felt a spit... than something pressing on my ass. Than the pain. A horrible pain. I felt like being stabbed by a dozen needles. Than i felt the dick going out and back again. Pain. Than i felt something entering my rectum... it must have been the pill. Edward was in front of me... he’s dick pushing against my lips. I just opened my mouth and let him pull my hair to skull fuck me while Dan’s cock violently forced himself deeper and deeper. It was pain non stop for a whole 10 minutes, than the warmth and exctasy was back. My face was super warm again and my ass was just giving away pure impulses of pleasure. I remember i started laughing and singing. I remember dancing around the room while the two man where filming me. Singing about my cunt being raped and about wanting to be sodomized by a mule or some other nonesense. I remember putting both of their dicks in my mouth and than showing a whole bottle of vodka in my ass and feeling the liquid slowly drip inside my intestines. I remember the two man peeying on my face and me opening my mouth and swallowing as much piss as i could. Than everything went black. I remember my mothers voice and Dan telling her I had partied too much because I got the part. I remember my mom saying she did the same thing when she got her first role. Dan telling her not to be hard on me and letting me sleep. I don’t know how many days I slept. I woke up in a pool of my own puke. I just dragged myself in the shower. The hot water helped me out. Memories came back in slowly. I reached for my butt... it hurt so much and i could feel my anus scarred and dillatated. I reached for my phone when I was dragging myself to bed. I had an email. “You had quite the fun Matt... filming starts in two weeks... if you will be a good boy we will have more special gifts for you... free of course. Just do keep what happened to yourself, you don’t want this picture going in the wrong hands.” Attached to the email there where three pics of me. I could barely recognise my face. In one I shoving two dicks in my mouth while smiling like crazy... my eyes where red ... the eyes of a mad man. In the second one it was me looking at the camera laughing while i was showing a vodka bottle up my ass... The third one was me covered in cum and pee holding a sign that said “I’m Matt Hulligan and I am a whore who enjoys piss and cum” I felt devastated... till the memory of my body being warm came in.. without even noticing my hand slowly moved towards my hard cock.
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This is a bugchasing story with a lot of raceplay, unsafe sex and nasty debauchery. If you are not into sick, depraved stories. Don't read, just close the window and keep on living. If you are into sick and twisted stories, keep on reading. Enjoy!!! Classes at the college were dragging along, utterly slowly and without mercy. It was a hectic day, preparation for the exams were ongoing. I was in the classroom, listening to the teacher droning on whilst checking my cellphone. I was receiving texts from both Enix and Nadia. They were either telling me how they loved the feel of my tongue deep into their cunt or ass, or the way how I kissed them after. I received a couple of hot pics of their drooling cunts. There was a slight, yellowish discharge from Nadia's pussy. She showed the pic where she took the fingers into her cunt, jabbed it a bit and put it into her tongue, sucking it off. Paying no attention to the class, I just responded how much I loved her nasty cunt and was looking forward to fuck her again. It went on for a while until I received a message from an unfamiliar number. It said: What'cha lookin at pumpkin? Who is this? How did you get this number? Enix gave me ur numbah an she told me im ur gurl and im behind u I remembered now who she is. It's my faux girlfriend with heavy raceplay tendencies. Her stupid "lingo" talk was giving me headache. I decided to put a stop to it. I turned behind and saw her, sitting three rows back from me. She looked beautiful, for a mulatto girl. Nice lips, 34 DD size boobs, black top, curly black hair, pretty face and hazel eyes. I thought she looked stunning but was going to feed into her raceplay. *I know niggers are illiterate but if you are in college, I'd expect you to write better than this. I can't decipher your writing. Either write properly or don't write to me at all!" I looked behind, at her and stared icily into her eyes. She looked down at her paper. Seeing the flash of my cellphone notification, I opened the message and saw: Sorry, David. You are right. I should know better. Is this good enough? I enjoyed her message and submissiveness immensely. I was liking this far too much. I smiled and wrote my response. That's it, you negro twat. You should strive to be as best as you can be in the presence of your betters. You are right, Sir. I will try! I hear you are my girlfriend now. I shall have to inspect you. Are you going to be an uppity niggress or an obedient one? - Doesn't matter, if you step out of the line, I will discipline you. I will be whatever you want me to be, Sir! Good nigglet piggy! Talk to you later. I smiled and put away the cellphone, suddenly, I was looking forward to the end of the classes and to the new debauchery with my girlfriend with whom I can do anything I want. With my classes done, I texted to Daniella, telling her to wait for me outside. I spoke with my best friend and apologized to him that I won't be able to come to his new party he'd planned on doing and that I would be attending his next one for sure. When I was heading out, I texted Enix, telling her that I would be heading to Daniella's home and she should come and bring someone if she wants to. My cellphone buzzed and I saw the text notification, I opened it and read that she will head there and bring the couple with Gonorrhea. Apparently, they've come back from Jamaica. I found Daniella exactly where I told her to wait for me. I hugged her from behind and said: "Hello, my girl!" People who knew me were shocked that she was my girlfriend. I wanted them to know that she's mine. "Let's go to your place!" - I put my hand next to hers and grabbed it. She led me toward our destination, leaving the other speechless. "I am so happy, David. I've been looking forward to this moment ever since I saw you the first time." We stopped and I looked at her. I caressed her cheek and planted a nice, wet kiss upon her soft lips. It was like kissing the morning dew. I was overjoyed. "I know. I am happy too. Now, I got a girlfriend who can cater to my every sick fetish and who's got a few fetishes of her own. I want to do bad things with you, sweetie." "Yes, baby. This nigger is up for all kinds of sick shit. I would love to have you rape me here, but I wouldn't want us to be arrested for public indecency. Let's go to my house. It's 20 min walk from here. My mom is at work and will be back home tonight. She's looking forward to meeting you." "Good thinking... Seems that you aren't a dumbo, little nigger whore. Let's go to your place." We arrived to her place. It was in a nice neighborhood. Lofty house, four rooms, three bathrooms, well furnished... Elegant house all in all. It made me wonder what job her mom had in order to afford this house. She offered me something to drink but I refused, saying that her body would be sustenance enough. I told her to stand still while I undressed her. Her body was my present, wrapped up with a nice bow. She shivered when I began kissing behind her earlobe and telling how nice she smelled. I licked the nape of her neck. She tasted divine. I removed her top and her bra. Her boobs sprang free. They were nice and tight melons, her body was very light brown with areolas of very dark color, resembling a dark chocolate. I was holding her bra in my hands, they were black. I moved right in front of her and put her bra in my nose, inhaling her boob sweat. I wanted her to see how much I desired her. She started to move her hand and tried to remove her pants when I raised my voice and stopped her. "What the fuck do you think you are doing, nigger twat??! - I told you to stand still and I expect you to obey me!" "Terrible sorry, my Master! I will be good!" A sharp sound of slap resonated across the room. I slapped her face and she moaned but stood still. "I don't remember giving you permission to speak. Good niggers are seen, not heard!" I continued sniffing her bra as if nothing happened. There was just a sound of my nose, inhaling wildly her fragrance and her breathing quickening. I discarded her bra, and begun removing her pants. I saw her white panties and chuckled at her choice. Her socks were white too. There was a wet spot on her panties, the smell of her arousal was incendiary. I brought my face closer to her pubis and inhaled deeply, searing her scent into my brain. I looked up and saw her looking at me with her glassy eyes full of lust, she was licking her lips and showing me her nice, pearly white teeth. "Wearing white panties and socks is a serious offense. That means you disrespect white race. White color on inferior black skin is an affront. This will be rectified, you filthy nigger! - From now on, your underwear and socks are to be any color except white. You are forbidden to wear bras." Her pussy begun releasing its juice. She was shaking a bit and I was astounded to see that my words brought her to an orgasm. I smiled at that moment. I removed the panties. There was a large, wet spot on them. I brought it up to her to see and put it onto my nose, to inhale her cunt. I put my thumb into her mouth and told her to suck it. She was sucking my thumb while I was inhaling her panties. I put her panties into my jacket, keeping them as a trophy. When I undressed myself, I pulled her toward the couch and told her to show me her feet. She went to remove her socks but I stopped her and told her that I wished to remove the socks myself. She's not to do anything but to lie there and look pretty. I will do all the thinking for her. I grabbed her feet and looked at the soles of her socks. They were a bit black. I put my face onto her soles and sniffed them. The smell was a bit acrid but so good. She went nuts when I sniffed her socks, she was panting and moaning. I told her she was free to pinch and squeeze her tits and nipples. She obeyed my commands. Removing the socks from her feet, I flung them next to my bag. I shoved my foot next to her face and ordered her to suck and lick my foot. She slowly began kissing and licking the soles of my feet and toes. I put hers into my mouth and sucked her with a gusto. I loved the salty taste of her foot on my tongue. Removing the foot from my mouth, I said: "I simply love the contrast, baby. Look at us. Ivory and ebony, together... Your black foot tastes so good in my mouth, baby. Eat the grime from between my toes, slut." She moaned in approval. I was slobbering up her foot, spit was everywhere and I was loving it. Living out my fantasy of licking her foot was so exhilarating. I lost any ounce of sadness I had when my ex-girlfriend denied me her feet, blaming her for being a dumb, narrow-minded twat. I wished I could devour her foot, my mouth was bulging obscenely. Hers was the same When I grew tired of eating out her feet, I withdrew them from my mouth and told her I wished to lay claim on her ass. I grabbed the pillow and put it under her stomach and another one I gave to her to hold onto. I told her that she's gonna love the way I will eat out her ass before fucking her. That will be my way of thanking her for being my negro girlfriend. I groped her ass, testing the firmness of her buttocks. Spreading her cheeks, I saw a pinkish asshole, winking at me. I put a tongue and gave it a couple of licks and put a kiss onto it. She squirmed and moaned while I was worshiping her ass. I was licking it for about ten or fifteen minutes. Deciding enough was enough, I stroked my cock and pushed the head into her ass. Her poop chute was tight, undoubtedly, she wasn't an anal virgin but still, tight ass is a tight ass. I nestled my cock into her ass and began fucking her slow but deep. Pushing in and out, in and out, in and out... Every time I did that, I spouted obscenities at her. "Walking shit", "Nigger broodmare!", "Negro toilet cleaner", "Dumb porch monkey", "Her black daddy's dirty thought", "Two dollar black whore", "STD negro bugwhore"... She was moaning and screaming in delight, shaking her ass into me and sucking her fingers. Seing her back, I noticed a lot of tiny pimples, but there was a bigger one. I was timing to burst her huge zit with my finger when I was reaching orgasm. She felt my fingers slowly squeezing her huge pimple and whimpered. I laughed and kept on plowing her ass faster, forcing myself to reach orgasm quicker. The very moment I felt cum about to leave my cock, I pinched the pimple and watched it burst apart, sending the puss outward. She felt the jolt of my cum inside her ass and the frightful pain in her back. I know how much those fuckers hurt and knew that she was in quite a bit of pain. She cried out and orgasmed in the mixture of both pain and pleasure. Blood and puss were on my fingers, I put them into my mouth and sucked off the mess. Seeing the rest on her back, I put my tongue to work and lapped up the remaining blood and puss on her back. She moaned at my ministrations. I heard the door opening and Enyx's voice informing us of her presence. I saw her and two, good looking couple, staring at me, smiling and waving their hands at me. I waved back and asked them how they were. I saw Enyx signing to them, I figured out that they were deaf, I guess she explained to them what I just said. They smiled at me and sent kisses. I watched them disrobing, they were about 30 or 35. Quite young. She was a redhead with a lot of freckles on her face and body. Her tits were tiny but her nipples were perky. Lithe and tight body. She had a landing strip on her cunt. Her man was taller than me, a bit muscular and tanned. His cock and balls were shaved. The cock was 7" and had a nice girth to it. What caught my attention was his piss hole. There was whitish discharge, dripping from his cock in slow and steady drips. I licked my tongue and smiled. "Sweetie, this is Joan and Jeffrey. They are deaf-mutes. I think I'll have to teach you sign language. But I am sure that there are things that don't require signing, don't you?" There was a camera in her hand, she was still dressed in leather pants and white, strapless shirt. She intend to record my dalliance with them. I stood up, dismounting from Daniella's ass. I went toward Joan to kiss her hello. Her tongue had a weird taste in my mouth but I loved it all the same. She grabbed my body and brought it closer to her. She squeezed my ass and I felt Jeffry exploring the back of my head and stroking my hair while I was kissing Joan. He tapped on my shoulder and I looked at him. He pointed at his lips and I understood that he wanted me to kiss him. It would be the first time I kissed a man. Joan slapped my butt and pushed me toward him. His lips were taut and inviting. I mashed my lips into his and slowly put my tongue into his mouth. His breath felt hot. His hands roamed all over my body and I responded in kind. His partner was kissing the back of my neck and playing with my ass while I was kissing Jeffrey. I was feeling up his dripping cock, smearing the discharge all over his cock. It was slimy and viscous discharge. Joan took my discharge coated fingers and popped them into her mouth. The feeling of wet tongue sliding over my fingers was incredulous. She tapped on my back and I looked away to her, she was pointing to bed and mouthing: "Come". I followed her, she grabbed me by shoulders and led me to the couch and pushed me. She took the pillow and planted it underneath my ass. My cock was so hard and I was looking forward to being bred with Gonorrhea. I patted Jane's leg and pointed to her pussy, then to my mouth. I made a sucking cock motion. She understood I wanted her in 69 position while I was being fucked by him. Joan positioned her cunt right above my face, I removed my glasses and everything was blurry. It didn't matter, my tongue knew where everything was. She sank her cunt onto my tongue. I pushed my tongue into her tunnel and there was big glop waiting for me inside, I scooped it in with my tongue and tasted it. It was acrid and bitter. I was tasting her gonorrhea on my tongue and was panting like a dog in a heat. I swallowed it up and put the tongue inside seeking out more of delicious treats. While I was servicing Joan's gonorrhea riddled cunt, on the other end, Joan was giving me a wild blowjob. I felt her fingers touch the underside of my cock, twist my skin and stretch it as far as she could. I figured she never saw an uncut cock in her life and decided to play with it for a while. She was gently nibbling and biting the flesh. I was bucking my hips and moaning. She put her fingers into my ass and withdrew it. I felt a wet tongue across my ass. It was Jeffrey, wetting my ass before fucking me. He was spreading my cheeks as if I were a piece of meat. Slowly, he worked in the head of his cock into my hole and put it there. His cock was oozing his discharge into my opened anus. I was in delirium. Here was I, drinking up his girl's sweet discharge and my ass was drinking in his discharge. I was beyond myself with joy. She released some unintelligible scream of desire and squirted the her discharge across my face. I was in frenzy and began licking across everything I could feel with my tongue. That's when Jeffrey began fucking me in earnest. The fucking I had was deep and fast. It was as if a jackhammer fucked me. I felt my asshole burning inside out and I was groaning and trying to scream out to slow down only to be silenced with Jane's ass on my mouth. I screamed into her ass and she was mashing her ass into my face. I tried to shove her of and she grabbed my hands and held them. I managed to squeeze her hands and she squeezed back. He simply didn't stop, he went berserk on my ass. Entire room was filled with sounds of flesh hitting flesh and my muffled screams. Suddenly, he stopped and came into my ass. He bred my male cunt with his Gonorrhea filled cum. Jane came off and began licking my face and kissing. I was oblivious to the fact that I came because I saw her scooping cum from my stomach and bringing her fingers to my mouth to clean them up. Enix was smiling and finished recording. Daniella was frigging her cunt and her head lolled back. She was experiencing orgasm after orgasm She signed something to them and they responded back. Enix said that we should move into Celia's bed and it was Daniella's turn to be bred with Gonorrhea. I stood up, my ass was on fire and slime was flowing from my ass, dropping onto the floor. We went into the bedroom and had fun... Third installment of the story is done. I am sorry you had to wait a while. I had some unforeseen troubles but it's all sorted now. Hope you had fun.
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Everyone had seen this same little muscle boy at the baths dozens of times. Young, beautiful body, perfect bubble butt. Oh, and he knew it too. You know the type: Teasing all the older men in the place. Promising to put out and then scampering away. There is an unspoken brotherhood that developed among some of us. We were all sick of this little shit. Somewhere in the back of our collective unconscious, we knew there would come a reckoning... And then came that fateful night. Pretty boy was there, playing his usual game the whole night. But this night would go very differently for him. He had wandered into the darkroom. As he went from one man to the next...playing his little game...the guy next to me who pretty boy had been teasing grabbed the boys wrist. He tried to get away. But another pair of hands took hold of him..to my surprise, they were my hands holding him in place. He started to yell - and from the fray, a third put of towel over his mouth. In an instant, it was on. Everyone knew what was going to happen. Under cover of darkness, pretty boy wa taken to the open fuckbench at the back of the room. All the while, he fought us. Somehow, his doing so made my cock all the harder. There were five of us holding him down on the fuckbench. One man on each extremity, one straddling his back and holding the towel over his mouth to muffle the sound. And another lubing up his cock. For the first time ever I was thankful for the too loud club music blasting over the speakers, drowning out his muffled cries. The man sitting on the boys back said, "You played your game once too often, pretty boy. If you're gonna tease - you're gonna please!" As he said this, the one standing spit on the boys hole. And with that, the first of us plunged his raw meat into the boy. The die had been caste. We could not turn back. We moved with quickly, efficiently, and a collective purpose. Each of us would take turns hate-tucking that boy, trading off holding his arms and legs down for a turn at his open cunt. Other men would enter and leave the darkroom. Each assuming it was a scene that had been arranged. Some watched and jacked off. It was theater in the round. That made it all the hotter. I was 5th in line. By that time, he wasn't putting up much of a fight anymore. His cumsloppy hole was beyond loose. Gaping is what it was. Yeah, I fucked his distended pussy. I added my dirty seed to the four that had cum before me. Three of which I knew for a fact were also POZ. Number six had been the vocal one sitting on the boys back - talking smack the whole time. He slipped his cock into the boys mawing cunt. "Shit! Like throwing a hotdog down a hallway. Worthless! Boy, your hole isnt wrecked....", Six said as he jacked himself, "...it's fuckin CONDEMNED..." and with that he plunged his cock back in to unload inside, "...in more ways than one!!", he growled. I almost felt sorry the the little shit...almost. And when Six was done, we all stood around pretty boys limp body and observed this wreckage beneath us as it slipped down to the floor and in and out of consciousness. With that, it was done. We all filed out of the room and went different directions. Pretty boy would never be seen there again. And no, nothing came of it. No police response. No ambulance. We played it cool, leaving over the course of the next couple of hours. We assume pretty boy peeled himself off the floor, cleaned up and left. Over the weeks that followed, the six of us would see each other from time to time. Maybe we would give a barely perceptible nod or a tiny, knowing smile. I guess it's true; you never know what darkness you are capable of until the beast within is provoked.
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I'm a British 25 year old guy. I've done okay being bottom and top but never truly been satisfied. I now live in China, where the average guy is below average in nearly every sense of the word. I've been reading posts on here for months and just made a profile, I need what you have. I have a holiday in October and want to travel to anywhere in the world, probably USA or UK and become what I am. I don't have much experience, but I'm so ready for it, anything goes. I've never done bb either, so that will be new. Wanting to know where is the best place to go, and hopefully find someone who can guide me, help me and use me. Take me to a club and let everyone piss on me and fuck me. Pimp me out to homeless men and drug addicts. Have a hot Pnp session for a few days. I particularly like hairy guy and I love foot play. But to become what I am, no cock refused. Force me to take it! I'm 100% serious about everything I said. Make me yours than make me everyone else's.
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Ring of Fire: The flick of the lighter, the warm glass pipe between my lips, the smile on my BBC guide’s face as I inhaled the toxic smoke and held it deep in my lungs like he ordered was the first flame of the inferno to come - the Ring of Fire. My BBC guide - who still had not given me his name, so he remained an anonymous master of sexual predation and exploration - was tall, stocky, with a full beard and a GIGANTIC steel pipe snaking down the right leg of his jeans that even soft was fucking impressive. He had promised earlier in the night when I was getting ready to be a whore at the sex party in the VIP Speed Breeding area, “I ONLY FUCK WHEN I KNOW IT’S ALL GOING IN - EVERY INCH - AND IF THAT MEANS MAKING THAT SHIT BLEED AND TEARING YOU OPEN TO GET IT, I WILL.” (What follows is the continuation of the Epilogue from the story SPEED BREEDING - https://breeding.zone/topic/42050-speed-breeding/) I was on my hands and knees at Malcolm X Park waiting for the crack pipe he was hitting. Within the short time he had been in charge of me, I had already licked his boots in an alley, sucked off some guy on the sidewalk, been fucked raw by a 10-inch homeless dude in Logan Circle Park, and now was getting ready for the Ring of Fire. He had brought me to this park for a reason and like Logan Circle; it was run down, and a place where the dirtiest deeds were done. The call had gone out that a Ring of Fire was going down and just before we entered this dark space, he had said, “A RING OF FIRE IS A BBC GANG RAPE SPECIAL. SOON THIS ALCOVE WILL BE BRIMMING WITH BROTHAS ALL LOOKING TO LIGHT THEIR PIPES UP AND STAND IN A CIRCLE - CREATING A RING OF FIRE AROUND THAT WHITE PUSSY ASS AS ONE AFTER ANOTHER DICK IT DOWN, NUTT UP, AND TAG OFF.” Men were shuffling behind and to the sides of me - unsure, waiting, watching. I followed the dancing flame in the BBC’s hand and leaned on his muscular thighs, my neck craned forward like a baby chick eager for its dinner. The BBC bouncer burned a good portion of the rock he was smoking, exhaled, coughed, then turned the pipe in his hand towards me and said, “Close your lips around the glass. It will be warm, but won’t burn you. You watched me so you know the basics. I’ll swirl the flame under the rock in the bowl and when the smoke starts up you inhale deep with your lungs and suck in as much as you can and hold it. You’ll want to cough - DONT. Not at first. Hold it. It’ll feel scratchy, rough, then it like - I don’t know - slides away. Once you feel that smooth rush, exhale as the smoke and rock have done their work.” My bouncer/guide to DC’s underworld was sitting on the stone bench in the dark alcove. I was naked and on my hands and knees as ordered. While he prepped more rock on his pipe for me to hit, I kept my head down with my tongue trying to bathe his Timberland boots. The one hit I had done on the pipe already had made my tongue feel numb, given me a nasty taste, and the smell in my nostrils was a mix of burnt plastic, something sickly sweet, with a tinge of dried piss, puke, and whatever else was caking the floor of the alcove where we were. My head was swirling and my body felt all tingly, not like the high I had from snorting the cocaine. A rough hand ran over the rump of my ass, a body scooted in, I started to turn my head to look - my eyes dizzy from the dancing flames now closing in. SLAP – “KEEP YOUR FUCKING EYES ON ME,” the BBC bouncer said, “ALL THAT MATTERS IS YOU WATCHING THIS DICK GROW IN MY PANTS, THAT YOU FOCUS ON THE PIPE AS I HOLD IT OUT FOR YOU, AND THAT YOU KEEP CLEANING MY BOOTS AS THESE NICCAS RAPE FUCK THAT ASS.” The to man behind me he said, “GO ON MAN, FUCK IT. AIN’T NOTHING TO WAIT FOR. PUNCH THAT PUSSY OPEN AND LOAD IT UP - THIS WHORE’S TRYING TO BE TURNED OUT!” I grunted at the initial thrust, then moaned in pleasure as the anonymous man started stroking my hole, pushing the homeless guy’s cum from earlier back in. Mumbling words of encouragement were spatted out in between the flashes of flame heating up the various pipes. The pipe was lowered down to my mouth again and I flinched as the heat seemed awful close. My BBG guide laughed, had me suck the pipe twice more hard, then kicked me backwards a little with his boots and watched as the next dick slammed my eager ass. These guys might be drugged out fuckers, but they were like the FBI Hostage Rescue Team who’s motto is speed, surprise, and violence of action. After the first two dicks knocked me up I bent down and forward, my head resting on the BBC’s Timberlands as I raised my ass up in the air. The next dick slammed my hole deep and I grunted in pain that quickly fled, replaced by the hot tingling of the crack and joy of a dick pounding my ass ring. Voices raised, entwined, swirled through the alcove like a distorted symphony. All that mattered was the crack pipe, the BBC guiding me, his boots, and my hole being used. I might have complained about the pain on my knees, or maybe the guys fucking me said something, I don’t remember. The bouncer got me focused and said, “STAND UP - KEEP YOUR EYES ON ME YOU FUCKING WHORE. YOU’VE DONE GOOD SO FAR AND HAVE TAKEN SOME REAL NASTY NICCA DICK. LOTS MORE TO GO, BUT I WANT TO SEE THEM REALLY DIG IN THEM GUTS. HERE - HIT THE PIPE AGAIN AND KEEP DOING IT...MORE...ONCE MORE...OK NOW STAY STANDING AND BEND OVER. I WANT YOU TO PUT THAT FUCKING FACE IN MY LAP AND START SLATHERING MY DICK THROUGH MY PANTS. MY SHIT’S HARD AS HELL ALREADY WATCHING THIS SHOW, SO I NEED A BETTER VIEW OF THESE NICCAS COATING THAT PUSSY AS THEY GANG RAPE YOU AND MAKE YOU ANOTHER CRIME STATISTIC FROM THE PARK.” The next guy slammed in, reached around, found my nipples and started twisting them as hard as he could. My BBC guide laughed, “Yeah, rape that hole man - rape it good for me!” There was a thick layer of smoke hanging in the air that I could see now as the flames and shadows danced against the alcove wall. I was entranced as I caught flashes of the guy’s shadow who was fucking me pressed against mine and when he came, the shadows stuttered and paused as his body twitched and his balls mixed his DNA in with all the other. He yanked his dick out, hot cum streamed down the back of my legs and I didn’t care. The smell of multiple nutts coming out of my ass was like unleashing a 50-gallon drum of sex pheromones on the waiting crowd. I bent over the bouncer’s lap and started slathering the dark firmness of his black pipe through the fabric of his pants as another dick pushed in me with ease and used me for their breeding pleasure. I shifted my head back and forth like I was lathering a cob of corn on a butter stick and then paused and wondered, what if his dick wasn’t really as big as it seemed? What if it was just a sock or something stuffed down there? The hidden secret swelled, he cuffed my head and snarled, “GET BACK TO WORK WHORE!” I’m used to guys being verbal - hell I’m verbal too - but about the only sounds in the alcove were the flicks of lighters or matches, the heavy huffs on crack pipes and stems, the smack of BBC flesh against my white cheeks, and the grunts as one after another anonymous man flooded my ass with cum. The majority of guys were average in size, or maybe I was just too high to realize the big ones were fucking me. My hole did sort of feel like I was turning inside out as those dicks beat it good. I felt suddenly really hot and dizzy and someone set a bottle of water in my hand that I thirstily drank. Much better. The next guy that drew my attention away from the BBC’s lap did not do so because of what I felt, but his smell. I mean, this guy’s musk cut through the odor created my multiple loads up my ass, a bunch of guys - some homeless, some not - and a whole shit load of crack being smoked in a fairly enclosed space, yet I could smell him. It wasn’t a bad thing though, as his smell was wild, feral, beastly. I paused, my nostrils flared, I would have turned my head to follow the trail of ripe rankness if the BBC had not slammed my head back down into his lap. My ass hole puckered out; my legs shook. Need and fear coursed through my body. The newcomer walked to the side left side of my BBC pimp daddy, and while someone else started dicking me, I could not help but let my eyes follow this new man. My head was still pressed firmly down, but my eyes took him all in. Like my BBC guide he was tall - very tall. His shirt was partially unbuttoned exposing a big furry belly poking through, splitting the lower part of the shirt. His hair was long and matted in dreads and as he held out a large hand with a couple baggies on it for my host, I saw his nails were long, sharp, with dirt caked around the edges. Another load was dropped in my hole, the new guy stepped out of sight, and I yelped as he slid a few fingers inside my cummy rectum and began clawing at my flesh getting ready to leave his mark. “GET YOUR HEAD UP. HIT THIS PIPE - COME ON NOW - YOU GOT SOME PRIME-A BULL DICK ABOUT TO RAPE THAT ASS AND I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE THAT SHIT.” Then to whatever other guys were still around, which appeared to be several from the flickers of light and sounds he said, “WATCH AND LEARN NICCAS - WATCH AND LEARN.” I looked up, my lips puckered out eager for the pipe as the bouncer watched the new guy and paused feeding me the drugs. I then cried out in absolute pain as something large and wild burst through my outer ass ring. There was like a whoosh as all the air in the alcove seemed to vanish and everyone took a step closer, bathing me in flickering flames to watch this new man fuck me. My BBC guide laughed, set his pipe to my lips, and as he moved the flame in tight little circles and I eagerly inhaled the acrid smoke he said, “That’s Nathan. Like the hot dog. Nicca gives me a run for my money for sure. Glad he’s around today. He’ll fuck that ass out good, get it nice and open for me, and well if that dick don’t send you to the hospital, there’s hope for you and I yet.” A thick wiry bush of unscaped man hair scratched at my flesh as Nathan dogged my hole. He was by far the biggest dick that had fucked me yet and I had to have more. I arched my back, adjusted my footing as best I could; I grabbed my BBC guide’s thighs with my hands to brace myself and dropped my head so his hidden shaft got the full sloppy-toppy-drool effect. Nathan was yanking me back onto his dick with full force, driving himself deeper through my tunnels and opening me up for whatever gifts he had brought to this little party. The BBC beneath my mouth expanded and lengthened as for the first time my pimp egged someone on, “RAPE THAT ASS MAN - GET THAT SHIT OPEN FOR ME. THAT PUSSY BLEEDING YET FOR YOU? HELL YEAH NICCA BANG THAT HOLE! THAT’S WHAT A CRACK WHORE GETS - WHAT A CRACK WHORE NEEDS - WHAT A CRACK WHORE WANTS! THAT ASS IS HUNGRY FOR THAT DICK MAN SO SLAM IT IN THERE. DROP THAT NUTT MAN - DROP IT!” Nathan grunted and his cum burned my inner flesh like a wildfire. I didn’t want him to stop, but he did, and as he gently eased out of my now stretched and floppy hole, he slapped my ass twice and asked, “Ya’ll round for a bit? Yeah? Cool man. I’ll swing back through and hit it again in a few. Need to run up top and re-up.” Stay Tuned for Part 2 (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!)
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King of prussia bottom needs regular abuse. Can host anonymous guys who are into bondage breeding, forced piss swallowing, bareback, and Sodomizeing me. Shampoo bottles, toilet brush(bristles first), beer bottle, Bondage. Plus, plus plus! I love to deep rim guys with my tongue. Me,.? 47, 6ft 1in, athletic, 195lbs, white, clean cut with a raunchy side.
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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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