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Moderator's Note: There are brief mentions of straight sex in this story. This story is not for everyone but thought I would share. Scruff Hook Up It started out as a typical Saturday for me. Waking up around 11:30 in the morning hung over from the night before and my dick hard as a rock. As I pulled back the sheet the smell of some whores ass and cunt juice still on my dick hit me. The fucking cunt that I had picked up at the clue turned out to be a real pig begging me to fuck her up the ass then sucking my dick clean before I rammed it back into her juicy cunt. But that is another story. In case you hadn’t figured it out I’m bi and really get off on fucking pussy, ass and a hungry throat. At 5’10” 175 pounds with a shaved head and black trimmed beard, my 8” thick cut dick has never had any trouble finding ass or pussy to fuck. Even when I was married I fucked around shoving my raw dick into any hot wet twat or ass that made it jump. My high sex drive combined with my dominate nature always seemed to get girls fucking wet and fucking faggots week in the knees. Even the most straight appearing guys turned into submissive cock whores around me. Dropping to their knees and taking my hard dick all the way to the base then bending over and begging me to fuck them. Thinking about all of this and the night before made my dick even harder. But I knew if I gave in and started stroking it I would get nothing done today. I made my way to the coffee pot fixed myself some coffee and settled in to write some music. After working on my music for about 7 hours I decided to go smoke a bowl and kick back before getting ready to go out for the night. After I smoked a bowl I logged into Scuff to see if one of my fuck buds was on line. While he was not on line another hot little fuck did and he was close by. His profile said he was bi 47, but sure didn’t look it in the right way, 5’8” 140 pounds 6.5 dick and versatile. My experience has been that guys who say they are versatile are really bottoms that just love to get fucked, but think versatile makes them more masculine. I hit him up, we started chatting and sure enough he was looking to get fucked. Not only was he looking to get fucked but really liked getting fucked rough and used like a whore. He also was into man smells and liked to get stoned because he turned into a real cock whore who could not get fucked enough. That was music to my ears so I asked if he was free around 8:30 that night. Just to sweeten the deal I told him I had some killer weed that I was certain he would enjoy. That seemed to close the deal and he agreed to come over at 8:30. I went to the kitchen to get a bite to eat and then thought about jumping in the shower but decided not to, just to see how much of a pig this little faggot really was. Knowing I was really ripe and that my dick was still covered in cunt and ass juice from the night before. This would be a good test to see just how piggy then little fuck really was. I decided to through on some basketball shorts with no underwear, t-shirt that I had worn all week to work out in and my dirty gym socks. I then kicked back on the sofa smoked some more then loaded a fresh bowl and waited for the pussy boy to message me that he was here. About 20 minutes later I got a test from him letting me know he was here. I told him the front door was open to come in and strip that I was waiting on the sofa. A minute later I head the front door open and close and then the sound of metal hitting the floor as he stripped down. I looked him up and down as he came into the living room with his hand over is cock and barely able to look up. I thought to myself I have it the jackpot he is even more submissive than he let on. He looked even better than his picture and much younger than 47. I told him to sit at my feet while I reached for the pipe. As the boy got between my legs I lit the pipe and shoved my foot in his face. He immediately took a big whiff and I could see him start to play with his dick. As I exhaled into his face I ordered him to get his hand off of his dick. I put the pipe to his lips lit it up again making him take a good hard hit. As he held it I leaned and tweaked his nipples making him moan as he exhaled. I made him take a second hit then leaned back and put my ripe sweaty socks in his face. Turned out the boy was a true pig as he began to sniff and lick my dirty ripe gym socks. I took a couple of more hits and then put the pip to the boy’s lips again. He started to protest saying he was already high but with a look from me the boy obeyed and took another hit. As it began to take effect he started rubbing my feet slowly working the socks off. Then he looked up at me for approval to remove my socks. As I looked down on him and nodded he slowly removed the first sock then shoving it in face taking a deep breath. I shoved my bare foot against his face holding pressing the sock into his nose. I slowly moved my foot and let the sock drop to the floor as a whimper escaped from his lips. I raised my foot back up to his face and ordered him to lick them clean. His tongue went immediately to the heel of my foot and he started to lick the soles of my feet then between my toes. I looked down at him at my feet as I felt my own high reach the perfect level. “Fuck you are a dirty little faggot” I barked at him as he started to suck my toes clean. “You fucking like my big ripe sweaty feet just wait tell you get to my ass and balls pig.” I slide my other foot under his ass as making him moan as I rubbed it against his twitching hole. Teasing him with it, making push back against my foot with that hungry fuck hole rubbing against my sock. I slowly moved my socked foot to his face and the whore went crazy licking and sniffing my sock covered with its ass scent mixed with my foot stink. I leaned up pulled the sock off of my foot and shoved it in his mouth, slapped him across his face and then spit in his face. His eyes went straight to the floor as I grabbed him by his hair dragging his face to my crotch. I shoved his nose right under my ball sack forcing him to sniff my crotch through my shorts with his mouth stuffed full of my dirty gym sock. That is when I noticed the little faggot was reaching back and playing with its pussy. Fuck its pussy not its dick. Damn this little fuck was a true whore and the smell of my fucking crotch had him fingering his hole and moaning into my crotch. I stood up slowly pulled his fingers out of his hungry cunt. I brought them up to his nose making him smell them before pulling the sock out of his mouth and then shoving his fingers into his mouth to clean. As expected the hungry little pig started eating his fingers fresh from his ass. I pulled off my t-shirt and shoved it in his face while he continued to lick his fingers clean. With my shirt covering his eyes I let my basketball shorts drop to the floor. I tied my t-shirt around his eyes using it as a blindfold then pulled his fingers from his lips forcing his arms behind his back. I grabbed the duct tape and bond his wrist together. This little submissive faggot wasn’t going anywhere. Then grabbing him by the hair I yanked his head back and spat in his face. I needed this little fuck to understand that it was nothing more than a hole to me and that I had no respect for it, at all. I then swung my leg over its shoulder and placing my foot on the couch. This put his nose right between my big bull nuts and my hairy ass. Forcing the cocksucker to breath in my stink, instantly his cock begins to drool leaking cock snot out the tip. Then without being told his tongue began trying taste my ripe sweaty nut sack. I pulled away from his mouth yanked its head back farther, spit a big luggie into his face before slapping him hard across his face. “Did I give you fucking permission to taste my stink faggot” watching the confusion race across his face. “Don’t even fucking think you have come close to earning the right to taste my fucking stink.” I shoved him down on the floor, sat back down on the sofa and placed my feet over his face. This time the faggot didn’t even attempt to lick me until I gave it permission. As the worthless cock hungry whore started to lick my feet I grabbed the remote turned on the big screen TV and hit play on porn I had waiting. As I watched this white whore who was tied up getting gang banged on the big screen I lit up a cigar and opened a beer with my feet getting worshipped by this cocksucker. Just as I ordered the piece of shit to lick between my toes the phone rang. I was my buddy Jarred. Jarred started right in telling me he had scored some good shit and wanted to know if I wanted any. Before I could answer he was asking about the bitch moaning in the back ground coming from the TV. I chuckled and told him I was interested in getting some good “shit”. He laughed as he realized he had not waited for my answer. He asked what I was up to and I told him I had some cock hungry faggot licking my feet while I watched porn and smoked a cigar. Of course this got his attention and he said he could be at my place in 30 minutes. I busted out laughing and told him to bring the stuff he had just scored with him. I felt the faggot begin to squirm under my feet as I hung up the phone. I moved my feet from over the faggots face reached over and picked up my sock and shoved it back in the faggot’s mouth. Then secured it with duct tape to hold the sock in its mouth, I flipped the pussy boy over to where he was on his knees with his ass in the air. I picked up my special lube from the table and began coating my fingers. “This is your lucky day whore you are going to get two dicks instead of just one.” As it began to protest though the gag I began working his ass with the lube. It wouldn’t be long until it was moaning and begging to get fucked. As the faggot continued to protest though the gag and try to move away from me I continued with the mind fuck. “Don’t act like you don’t want two big raw dicks fucking your hungry cunt. Oh I did tell you I only fuck raw didn’t I?” I began to laugh as the whore tried harder to get away as the realization hit him that we had never discussed fucking without a condom.
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US Navy Sailor Christopher Brewer shares details about his brutal 6-hour sexual assault, HIV diagnosis while in the Navy, and says he won’t stop until we fix the mistreatment of victims. http://www.imstilljosh.com/hiv-positive-sailor-i-survived-sexual-assault-and-mistreatment/
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This one makes me somewhat nervous - but I imagine some will find it stimulating. ******************************************************************** Congratulations, ‘Paul pig’! It warmed my heart to read your wonderful story, and to know that you have empowered yourself to be a free man. It takes courage, boldness and imagination to do what you did, and your life is just beginning - very proud of you! I too completed a pozzing experience. For three days I fucked my naked boy almost constantly, cumming more times each day. I took him to a lumber company to shop, had him get into the bathroom stall with me, pulled his pants down, and fucked him twice, nonstop, shooting several more loads of poz cum up his hot neg hole! I can't describe the feeling or intensity of this experience adequately, and those who are out there "in the trenches" fucking neg guys everywhere know what I mean when I say that extreme sex is absolutely, by far, the best, at the least the most intense. All my boys have agreed on this; one of them said, "if I had known how incredibly HOT the sex is, I would have done it years ago!" I'm going to help a local boy, who has a beautiful bubble butt, adjust to his recent conversion by fucking him day and night, training him to take all my poz loads up his hot hole. I'm so charged up after fucking so much that my throbbing cock feels like it could rape a hot male ass right now! To achieve this purpose, I coined the phrase, CBRSS. It stands for ‘Chemical Bondage-Rape Sleep Sex’. It is a form of bondage, with no chains or ropes, it's rape, as you fuck someone who is asleep. I guess you could also call it ‘Domination’. I gain complete control over the person, and will him even after he passes out, at which time his hot butt will open up like flowers, ready for me to pluck from the garden. Will drop my infected seed deep inside, with no resistance, and TOTAL PLEASURE FOR ME. It's about totally using someone for my own pleasure without thought of his, or the distractions that come from all the ‘variations on a theme’ that I find unnecessary. Imagine: you have someone over who is negative and you're both partying...you decide to do "G", for example (could be many other things) and instead of taking your own portion, you give him yours. Both start having great sex, but as he is propped up doggie-style under you, your cock in his ass, he starts snoring... You feel the tension leave his body as your cock swells up inside him, with the realization that you can do anything you want, the way you want it, as long as you want it, and shoot load after load of hot poz cum up his wide-open neg ass! Just that thought alone makes me almost lose my seed. Imagine raping his ass, in bondage thru chemicals, with total control and freedom, dropping orgasms so intense they spurt out like a fire hose putting out a fire, all the time knowing that you are poz and he is (was) neg! It's too hot! For all the young boys who love to jack off, imagine my huge deathtool rammed up your hole depositing it's charged loads, which ooze out and run down your legs... Enough on that... again, congratulations, and keep up the spirit - you have a great attitude and will revel in the pleasures that await.
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I'm currently tied up at a tops house. Massive cock by the way. Getting high and taking as much cock in my hole as I can find. Open invitation so text on 0 7 9 8 4 4 0 3 1 8 8 and come and fuck me hard until I beg for mercy and you ignore me. I wanna be quite uncomfortable on my train journey home
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When I started University times were tough. I had to move to the city to study, and the small allowance my parents gave me didn't cover costs. Living in college was ok, but the food was never enough, and i had no money for beer or fun, and no time for a regular job because of my studies, so I tried to pick up odd jobs around the neighbourhood to earn a bit of spare cash. It was just stuff like mowing lawns, painting fences and cleaning gutters, but it helped me scrape enough to get by. I adveritised my services by door knocking, and I had little cards I would distribute as well, just in case anyone wanted to call me later. I did it mostly on Saturdays, as that was when I had most time, and it left the evenings free for picking up girls. I was pretty talented with the ladies, and rarely went a night without scoring. One particular Saturday however when I was door-knocking in a new neighbourhood, I had a very different experience. I knocked on the door to a normal looking house; the man who answered the door was big and burly. I suppose he was around 50. He had a big handlebar moustache, and was wearing black jeans with a small black leather vest which was open at the front revealing a hairy chest and big beer gut. He also had an unusual tattoo on his upper arm, which i didn't know then, but now recognize as a biohazard symbol. I commented on it as I went past, as I thought it was a nice design and had been thinking of getting a tattoo of my own at some time. He told me I had to earn one of those, but i didn't understand. I explained why I was knocking, and he offered me $10 to mow his back lawn. I was a bit disappointed by the offer as $10 wouldn't go far, but seeing my disappointment he said he would pay me $20 dollars if I mowed the lawn in nothing but my jocks. Now I was not gay, but I wasn't shy either, and it was a fuckin' hot day, and his back yard was enclosed, and I needed the money, so I thought 'what the hell' and agreed to do it. He led me through the house to the back yard, and my attention was drawn to his computer in his bedroom, as it made a message-received sound on a chat program as I walked past. I noted he also had a webcam set up. He showed me the lawn mower, and without much fanfare i started the mower, undressed and started going about my business. The homeowner gathered up my clothing and took them inside for safe keeping. I must say its a bit odd mowing a lawn with little more than a jock and shoes. Twigs and branches sure sting when they whip past your legs, but it wasn't really much of a challenge: it was a small yard. Within about half an hour I was finished. Although it wasn't a particularly difficult day, and I was largely naked, the heat had caused me to break-out into a heavy sweat. The homeowner had watched most of the mowng apart from a few minutes when he had popped onto his computer and do a few other things. After I had finished and put away the lawn mower, he called me over for a chat. He said his nickname was Daddybear and he was glad i had mowed his lawn, because he had other plans for his afternoon. He asked me to step inside for payment, and offered me a drink of home-made ginger beer. I was happy to accept his offer. While he went to get his wallet, I downed the beer. I can honestly say it was the most terrible beer I had ever had. It was bitter as hell, and if it hadn't been ice cold, I would not have finished it, but I did so, finishing-up about the time he arrived with his wallet. He smiled, saying he was pleased I liked the beer. At that point I started to feel a bit giddy, and Daddybear saw me steady myself. He gave me another beer, saying it had the right combination of salts and sugars to hydrate me. I took him up on the second beer, and while it was only marginally better than the first one, I downed it, thinking it would counter what I assumed was dehydration. This was, as it turned out, a very bad idea. The next thing i remember I was gagging on some sort of ball thing that was shoved in my mouth, with like a harness strpping it behind my head. When I went to pull it out I realized my hands were cuffed to the headposts of a bed, I was unable to move, and I was laying on my stomach. A stack of firm pillows were propped under my hips making me bend in the middle to almost as if I was kneeling. My feet were also secured to the foot of the bed - I assumed by ropes. I couldn't believe the situation in which I found myself. I was now completely naked, and conscious of the cold air which was circulating between my butt cleft, which felt moist. I then heard the voice of Daddybear "ah, you're awake... welcome back! I have just finished preparing you!" It didn't take a PhD to figure-out what he had in mind, but in my position I could see no recourse. No amount of stuggling would free me from my bonds, and the effect of whatever had been dissolved in the drink still lingered and made my mind move very slowly. I was conscious the computer on the desk beside the bed which I had noticed on the way in was going frantic with received messages on chat programs, and I saw a webcam staring back at me from beside it. I saw Daddybear out the corner of my eye on the side of the bed away from the computer and noted that he had now shed his jeans and vest. He was naked. A huge uncut cock stood proudly about a hairy and full looking scrotum. He removed a tube from a night table drawer, and squeezed some clear gel onto his cock, lubing it up thoroughly. As he did so, his foreskin retracted, revealing a bright red head with precum oozing from it! "Look what Daddy has for you, boy!" he leered. "Aren't you lucky?" This was a scene out of the movie 'Deliverance'. At that point i felt anything but lucky. My stomach was in knots, but at the same time I couldn't help but feel my own cock twitch and begin to swell against the pillows. Daddybear walked back behind me, and i felt the mattress sway as he got on, moving behind me on his knees. He placed one hand on my back, and then very rapidly shoved a finger into my asshole and i flet his long fingernail scrape asit plunged in. i tried to cry out, but the ball in my mouth muffled any sound, and as he probed deeper to my prostate i found myself whimpering as my cock betrayed me and continued to swell against the pillows. Daddybear soon enough withdrew his finger and shuffled-up the bed further. I then felt him as he leaned forward, and placed the head of his cock at my hole, as he whispered in my ear "get ready, this is going to hurt some, but if you like, you can have some poppers to ease the pain." I had no idea what poppers were, but I didn't want any of this, let alone pain, so I nodded, and thru the dinging of arriving messages on the chat program I heard the crack and faint hiss of a bottle being opened. Daddybear then thrust under my nose and ordered me to inhale the fumes of what I since learned was amyl nitrate, an smell i will never forget. With the ball in my mouth I could do nothing but inhale through my nose. I could feel the pulse thumping in my head, and felt my ears flush and everything spin. Then the bottle was taken away and i felt Daddybear thrust forward. The lube and the amyl combined to ensure his rigid cock would be successful, and sure enough, I felt a searing pain as the head of his cock popped in. He held still for a second, but soon grew impatient and shoved again. I could feel the head of his cock sliding in further aided, perhaps, by its foreskin sheath. His cock was huge and he kept shoving it painfully inch by inch deeper inside me until I could feel the heat of his beer belly resting my back. The light touch of his testicles brushed up against my own. He let my ass stretch to adjust and accommodate before starting long thrusts back and forward, slowly at first, but building in speed until he was holding my hips and pumping me as fast as he could. I could hear his breathing getting faster and his thrusts getting stronger, and the repetitive onslaughts on my prostate were getting to much, but then he gripped my ass tighter with both hands, leaving bruises which lasted for weeks, and then grunted. I knew he was cumming. I felt the pulsations of his cock against my prostate, and I felt the gush of fluid as his sperm hit my ass, and before i knew it my own cock was shooting cum, as if his cum had gone right through me. He collapsed on top of me, gasping, his belly filling the small of my back, and his rough breath in my ear, but all the while keeping his cock as deep in me as possible. As his breathing settled he whispered in my ear "now I own you bitch! I have bred you! Now daddy's DNA is in you and you will never get it out! You're mine for life!" I didn't understand precisely what he meant, but I understood in some sense, that the exchange meant me owned me. He slowly withdrew, and stepped back, before undoing my hand cuffs and leaving me to untie my legs. I did so, and quickly got up and got dressed with my clothes which were piled on the floor. I needed to wipe away the goo on my ass, and noticed some white stuff tinged with blood which leaked out, but i was in too much of a hurry to get out of there to wipe thoroughly. I just put on my pants and left the room. Daddybear was waiting outside the room for me, and handed me two $20 dollar bills: one for the work on his lawn, the second as a token of his appreciation. I hurriedly left, and ran back to my dorm where I took a shower, and tried to forget the whole horrible experience. I have since learned this is typical behavior for anyone who has been raped. Of course I was much too embarrassed to ever tell anyone, let one the police. I was straight and that was that! I had no idea why my cock had been so hard during my experience, but wondered if there was a message in its response to Daddybear. I heard from Daddybear three weeks later when he rang to ask if i could mow his lawn again. I had apparently left my card with him. I mumbled something like 'no, you fuckin' bastard', but in truth I wasn't feeling well. In fact, I was feeling so poorly I went to see the University doctor, and he said I had a glandular fever, whatever that was. I had a background fever and sore throat for a week with swollen glands. Apparently it was common in my age group, especially with all the girls I was snogging! I spent the next five years fucking girls left right and centre to prove to myself that I wasn't gay. Some time a girl i had slept with unprotected told me she had tested HIV+ when donating blood, and I should get myself tested. It's safe to say that i know what the biohazard symbol means now.
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I just found out my BF has stopped sleeping with me in his words Your OLD and Ugly and you turn cocks soft you have for years you would be better off dead and move on so I have made my choice to let strangers and others do to me what I would never let him do and I am not going to reject or refuse any cock that wants or needs to get off no race age or build rejected my ass is yours to drill nail pound breed and seed take pictures and video tape web cam it I don't care I do enjoy smelling dirty socks as I am fucked and love to sniff on sweaty sneakers I enjoy being pissed on and I love when guys show up with buddies without asking he will be at work Monday morning from 7am till 3pm I will be hosting at my home and I will be only wearing black knee high sports socks and a black jock strap and tank top all you have to do is show up and walk in say your here for the slut and pull out your cock you can do me in the living room or the bedroom you can fuck me for 5 min or 3 hours I am only doing this to prove to him when he gets home that others enjoy using it and I don't need him to want it or ever touch it again text me at 954-865-6076- 1 reply
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So I recently had a very bad experience that I'm not really ready to go into too much detail about yet but suffice to say hookup that went bad and forcefully used against my will resulting in a hospital stay. Since this I haven't had sex (nearly two weeks now). However, am extremely horny but also have panic attacks if I try to do anything. I've had depression and anxiety issues before, and have also had previous past experiences with rape when I was much younger (too young to really compare to now). Question is if anyone has had these experiences themselves? As far as both being horny as fuck but also afraid? How long did it take you to deal with these issues? I am seeing a therapist but it kind of feels like I can't tell her what I've done before this because then it's like I was asking for it based on the risks and things I was doing. And I wasn't sure if this should go here or general discussion since it's not really a medical question so much as mental health question, so if it needs moved please do and I'm sorry.
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I'm a 21 year old college student and I like to pride myself on my good looks and masculine demeanor. I often like to go walking through the local state parks on days where the weather is nice. I woke up one morning and it was already a nice autumn day in New England. I decided I would get showered and throw on some basketball shorts and head over to the state park to hike through the woods. After showering and getting dressed I hopped in my Jeep and drove to the park. When I got there i noticed several other cars and could see families sitting in the field enjoying picnics. I headed straight for the trail in the woods. I kept hiking for what must have been half an hour and was deep in the woods at this point. I could no longer hear the commotion of every day life. I decided I would sit down and have some of my water and rest a bit as I was starting to sweat a lot and it was showing, especially around my pits. I must not have smelt too good even though I had just showered. I continued on my way until I came upon a large boulder and I heard some strange noises coming from the other side. I thought it might be a deer walking through the woods. As I approached the other side I noticed it was two men fucking. They both seemed to be homeless and quite enjoying themselves. I stood there and watched out of amazement. I had no idea there'd be two men fucking in the woods. I caught the attention of one of them, the bottom, and he looked at me with such a devilish grin. I was paralyzed with fear. Next thing I knew they both came straight at me. "Hey Johnny, look at the treat we have today." The bottom said. The top perked right up and said "Get him, boy!" Next thing I knew I was pushed on the ground with my basketball shorts being ripped off. I guess it was a bad day for me to be free balling. "Fuck yeah, look at that hot smooth athletic ass!" Yelled the top. He was pretty gross looking. You could tell he hadn't showered in weeks and his teeth were falling out. "Get off of me! What are you doing!?" I was finally able to shout. "Don't worry" said the bottom, "we're just gonna have a little fun. Relax. Make yourself at home." With that the top shoved his dick in my ass. His dick wasn't too big, 6 inches is a generous guess, but he didn't have much lube, only the spit he was using while plowing the bottom earlier so it hurt bad. Especially cause I've only been fucked a couple of times in my life. The fucking took forever to finish while I laid there helpless and unable to move. It burned. Every now and then he would pull out and shove a finger in and be especially rough with it which made it worse. Tears started to come out of my eyes. "Keep crying bitch. It turns us both on." The bottom said. Finally the top started to move really fast and grunt. Oh my god he was breeding me. I started to cry even more. "Fuck yeah! You'll thank me for that one in about a week or two!" I had no idea what he meant. Then, without warning the bottom jumped on my and inserted his cock. He was much larger and the pain was much worse. I had to have been bleeding. After a couple thrusts I don't remember anything. I passed out and woke up sometime when the sun was setting. My shorts were gone and I was half naked in the middle of the woods. I waited until dark so no one would see me. Luckily they left the key to my jeep in my backpack. A few months later I decided I would get tested at a free event at my school. When the nurse came back in she said "We have to go over a few things about your results." I hated myself. But I've learned to be a nasty pig whore and accept my fate. I now welcome every load into my ass.
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I was drinking in the Eagle one warm Saturday night and got a little carried away. A very large, very hot black man came up to me, put one arm around me and pulled me to him. His other hand went to the back of my head and pulled my mouth into his. He was a very good kisser and I was getting really turned on. I felt hands at my belt and flies and soon a hot mouth swallowed my cock. The black man's hand went inside my pants and fondled my ass. I was in heaven; whisky the only reason I didn't shoot in the anonymous cocksucker's mouth. The black man took my head in both of his hands, the mouth worked my prick and a pair of hands pushed my pants to my knees. I felt the head of a cock, wet with precum, nuzzle my asshole. I tried to pull away and tell them to stop but my head was firmly held, mouth covered with mouth and full of the other's tongue. The cocksucker wrapped his arms around my lower back, the black man held my head and two more arms pinned my butt from the rear. I struggled but could not escape or cry out. I was more turned on than I'd ever been but didn't want to get fucked raw. It didn't matter at all what I wanted. The cock centered on my asshole and stabbed in to the root in one shove. It was an average size cock and the precum, together with my ass lube meant that it didn't hurt all that much. My rapist paused in me, I could feel his breath on my neck. After a few seconds he started fucking me with smooth, steady strokes, in all the way and almost out. Every few strokes I'd feel the head of the prick pop out then slam back into my hole. I was in heaven; it was the fuck of my dreams. I no longer cared that I getting raped by a total stranger; I just wanted him to fill me with cock and cum. He started hammering me hard, panting on my neck. Then he rammed me hard and quivered and twitched in me, filling me with seed. I felt the cock pull out and the mouth pull off my cock. I was empty for just a bit then a different mouth covered my prick and another prick slid up my ass. This one was a lot bigger, as big as the biggest I'd had, maybe 9 inches and thick. Apparently I'd been opened and lubed with enough semen to make its entry effortless. I looked down at the rapist's arms and saw a biohazard tattoo. I moaned into the mouth still feeding me tongue and my stomach flipped. I was getting raped and pozzed. I cried out, struggled and tried to get away. No good. My struggles seemed to excite the second rapist and the huge cock slammed in and out. I jerked in orgasm and filled the mouth milking me with my cum. It felt like I was turning inside out, I came so hard. The cock in me swelled and jerked spastically in me. I felt heat fill my ass as poison cum jetted into my guts. The man kissing me broke off, just before another mouth replaced it I saw the black man's upper arm and the biohazard tattoo on it. I tasted cum in the new mouth kissing me. I was being fed my own load. I eagerly scooped my juice as I felt the cock slide out of me. Another set of arms went around me and another cockhead slid into my gaping asshole. I looked down and looked at the black arms around me. My kisser was going to use me next. I was totally limp now, supported by the three men who were raping me. A mouth took my prick in and gently nursed it back to life. I made no effort to support my weight and let my breeders use me and fill me how ever they wanted. I was in queer heaven and didn't care in the slightest that I almost certainly getting infected with HIV. At least I wouldn't have to worry about it. It was done. I squealed when the, now impossibly large, cock slowly pushed into me. The only thing I'd ever had in me that large was a hand, and it had taken almost an hour to slowly work it's way in. I moaned in pain. That monster cock had to be tearing me open. It rested a while and let my asshole adapt to it. I was in serious pain and in absolute bliss. I gave myself over completely to getting fucked. Since the rape began I'd had my mouth and ass full almost non-stop and my cock covered with a hot mouth. My rapist stroked steadily in and out of my butt, filling me with searing agony and pure pleasure. I moaned back incoherently, unable to form words. After an unknowable period of time the cock fucked in and out rapidly then slammed in impossibly deep and stayed there. I could feel the poison seed filling my ass and had visions of the virus seeping into my blood through my torn-up ass. I shot another load in the mouth milking my cock, probably my last neg load. My rapists picked me up by my arms and carried me over to a chair a set me down in it gently. I was dazed and looked up at them. They were smiling as they stood in front of me, giving me a good look at the biohazard tattoos on all three left arms. The black man walked up, leaned over me and dangled his cock in my face. It was covered with cum streaked with red ribbons of my blood. I opened my mouth and lovingly sucked it in and nursed it clean, tasting cum, ass juice and blood, the flavors of my infection. After he was clean the other two rapists fed me their cocks and I lovingly cleaned the partly dried juices off them. I called in sick for a couple of days to let my ripped up ass heal enough for me to sit in an office chair. I also went to the supermarket and stocked up on gatoraid, canned soup and crackers. Two weeks after my rape I was hit with the worst flu of my life. Might have been a coincidence, but I doubt it. I was another infected dick sucker for sure. Every Saturday night I go back to the Eagle, hoping to find my three rapists, or at least the black man with the most wonderful cock I've ever had in me. No luck so far, but I have taken several loads from other guys. I've also fucked and filled four guys with my poison cum. No words were exchanged in any of the fucks, so I have no idea if the bitches were poz or neg. Not that I give a shit.
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A few Saturdays ago I spent the night at The Locker Room pushing my boundaries. I spent most of the night wearing a hood, blindfold and jock whilst offering myself as a hole to any cock that wanted a ride. The first guy to try to fuck me was quite large and because he was the first of the night I felt pain and recoiled. As I felt him stop and start to walk away I said "please don't go, just shove it in" and this started the night off. It culminated in my being violently fucked up in a room by a big dicked black guy and filled with cum. gonna try to add cuffs to the mix this coming Saturday but I will probably need more courage so going to be jumping off the sobriety wagon at Pants that afternoon before the sauna. Hoping that I can tempt half a dozen men to join me of course but thats just a fantasy waiting to happen. Whatever happens it should be fun.
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Tom and I had chatted on Manhunt. The purely physical aside, he was a bit more direct than many guys with whom I had chatted as he asked me upfront about my status, and, of course, being the bastard that I am, I lied, saying neg (and routinely tested at three month intervals). He agreed to meet at a coffee shop on the campus of Carnegie Mellon, where he attended graduate school. Since the University is a short walk from my house, and I am well familiar with the campus, I arrived before he did. The moment I saw him, my dick started twitching. Tom was about 24 years old, 5'9, about 150 pounds, brown hair, sky-blue eyes, and sporting a soul patch and patch of beard on his chin. He was really fuckin’ cute. Oh yeah, just so you have a relatively complete picture, I'm 6', 190 pounds, jet black short hair, am well-muscled. I have one of those perpetual five o’clock shadows that are so much in vogue these days. I also have a passion for breeding boyish men, especially if they are neg and unsuspecting. As we talked, I charmed him and, in short order, it took little time to convince him that we should go back to his place, ostensibly to talk. Within 30 seconds of entering his apartment, I had kicked off my boots, yanked off my shirt and shucked my Levis. No underwear here. Naked except for my socks, my dick fully hard, the slit copiously oozing charged precum, I moved towards him. Tom looked stunned. "Wait, you're moving too fast!" he said. “I gotta have you, buddy” was my retort. I wrapped my arms around him in a bear hug, and squeezed, making him gasp. I grasped the hair at the back of his head, and crushed his mouth against mine, licking his lips and teeth with broad strokes. He half resisted me at first, but the resistance was brief. When I got his teeth parted, I plunged my tongue deep in his mouth, and he melted into my grasp. I could feel his dick hardening though his jeans as I pressed my thigh against his crotch. As we kissed I began unbuttoning his shirt. "Wait!" he whispered. "No" I whispered back, as his shirt opened. He struggled against me, which turned me on more, even though there was no chance he could get away from me. Getting his jeans off his bony ass was child’s play, but I admit getting his underwear off was a bit of a challenge, but one I’ve played-out more than once, so soon enough I had him totally naked, in my arms, and we were headed towards his bed before he knew it. I fell forward onto his bed, crushing him beneath me. Rolling him on his belly, I forced his legs apart with mine. Rearing up a bit, I spread his ass and, by sliding my very excited cock between his cheeks, liberally painted his exposed neg asshole with my poz precum. I pressed my cock head against his hole, one hand between his shoulder blades holding him down, I began to push. "Don't." he said " I don't get fucked". How often I’ve heard that claim! Could it be I'd gotten especially lucky – that he was virgin as well as neg? Well, this was not the time to ask. Ample spit served as a perfunctory lube as I continued nudging my death stick inside him. When the head popped in, he groaned loudly, his eyes frozen in pain. I briefly considered the advantages of lube, but decided to press my advantage, so I rammed all 8" of my dick deep inside him, causing him to scream even louder. Laying on top on him, my death stick buried to the hilt in his tight spasming ass, I whispered "Oh, baby, you turn me on." I proceed to fuck him, enjoying the feel of his hole spasming each time I thrust into him, going faster as his hole stretched more, until finally I was really pounding his hole. I stopped and pulled out, and looked at the blood on my throbbing dick. This turned me on even more because I then knew he had been a virgin, and I knew that when I shot my charged load in him, it would likely be absorbed directly into his blood. Before he could act, I flipped him over, pulled his legs over my shoulders, and thrust back into him, immediately picking up my gut-busting rhythm. I loved watching grimaces play on his tear-streaked face each time I rammed into him. Still in him, I leaned down and whispered in his face "Know what, Tom? I lied. I'm poz, and I'm not on meds." For a moment he froze, a look of shock on his face. Shock was replaced almost immediately by fear. Then he panicked, struggling in vain to get away from me, begging and pleading for me to pull out. I held on tight, keeping my dick deep inside him. It didn't take long for him to tire, his struggles less violent, though he continued to beg me to pull out. I asked if he'd even though the fuck that took his cherry would also be the fuck which pozzed his ass, which to my delight resulted in renewed struggles from Tom. I began furiously pounding his ass, bringing myself to the brink of orgasm. As I felt my balls begin to tighten, I slowed a bit, and whispered to him, each word punctuated by a thrust, "Here… comes… my load!" I rammed in deep, splattering my charged load inside his raped hole, as Tom's groans pealed deliciously in my ears. With each shot of cum, my orgasm seemed to ripple throughout my entire body. I felt as if I'd never stop shooting charged cum in him, but at last I did. After my tumescent cock slipped from his raped hole, I got up and pulled my clothing on. Hollowly, he asked me how I could do that him. I smiled, and told him that I liked introduce men to unprotected sex, a practice that I was sure he would cultivate in the future. He lay there silently - I assume trying to absorb my philosophy. 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I have been with the same master for almost a year doing my anal training. We meet in a motel for a long weekend once a month. We have a DOM chastity sub contract that is almost over. The contract stated that to earn my release I must complete each stage of my anal training and at the end of 12mo I would be taking his arm to the elbow. With 2mo left I am close but it just isn't going to happen..... so on to my question. My master use to fuck me several times every weekend and sometimes he would invite other guys to fuck me too. The last 2 months tho he hasn't fucked me at all. When I finally confronted him he told me that he loves using my hole but that it just doesn't get him off anymore. When I asked him if he wanted to renew our contract he said the only way he would is if I would let him train me to be throat fucked this next month. I have given a grand total of 3 bj's my entire life. I am pretty worried about being throat fucked as he can be a very sadistic DOM. I really want to continue my anal training but I want to know how bad it really is to be throat fucked... any tips? advice? we meet next week so I don't have too much time to prepare. thanks in advance,,,
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Twin cites area. Looking for someone tomorrow to rape me and poz me up. Open to anything. JUst make me a pig. Anal virgin at this point. I want your demon seed in my raw ass.
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Anyone have any stories about raping an exboyfriend they'd like to share? My ex was a total top who refused to bottom. It wasn't the best relationship and it ended explosively. He cheated on me many times and was just a terrible guy by the end. A few weeks later I ran into him in a bar and he was really drunk and said we should talk. Knowing he would be too drunk to resist I went back to his place with him. When we got to his place he started telling me how much he wanted my ass. I said I wanted his instead. He laughed and said it would never happen because I was the bitch. So I stood up and grabbed him, forcing him onto the couch. I was always stronger and he was slightly drunk. He was surprised and tried to resist but I pulled his pants down and grabbed his cock. He was hard. I bent him over and started rimming his ass like he loved. Usually I'd rim him to get him hard then he'd fuck me. So I rimmed him over the edge of the couch and left his hole covered in my spit. I grabbed his arms behind his back and he couldn't get away. He got really quiet and asked what I was doing. So I told him "I'm going to rape your ass." He began to struggle and fight but couldn't get away. I lined my head up to his hole and he got really still and started begging like a bitch. "Please don't... Please..." I laughed and started to push in. He started to breath heavy but the fight was gone. He was too drunk and knew I was stronger. I pulled on his arms and he moved back spreading his ass more. I then shoved with all my might and felt my cock force his hole open. He jumped and cried out. I then started to fuck him hard and fast as he moaned and begged me to stop. I went fast and hard not caring it hurt him. The last thing he said was "don't breed me..." I laughed and unloaded my cum in his ass seconds later. As I moaned and he felt me cum his body sank onto the couch defeated. I pulled out and say my cum leaking from his hole. I pulled up my pants as he stayed where he was not saying anything. To finish his humiliation I wiped some cum from his hole onto his face. "Fuck you." Was all he said as I left his place laughing. It was the best thing I'd ever done. He can't even look at me when we pass on the street. Anyone else?
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As my mind started to wake up slowly, my body was being pressed onto the wall while my ass was being pulled and spread opened by James' big cock. As James noticed my waking up, he picked up his pace and used more force on me. After few minutes, I found myself moaning and groaning onto a cold brick wall as James' big hand held it against the wall so he can control the pumping of the cock as he watched his big cock head pulling out the skin around my boy "pussy" on the way out then slamming in so fast that his big swinging balls kept on hitting my tight balls. I loved feeling his balls as he fucked me. I was feeling like in sexual heaven when James pulled out completely with a loud pop and made shudder with shock and disappointment. I felt the cold morning air rushing into the void James left in my hole and I missed feeling James' warmth immediately. As I opened my mouth to beg James to return, my hole started to pour out lots of James cum. I guess he bred me a lot even before I woke up. I tried to squeeze my hole shut and keep James' souvenir in but already so much of it dripped down to my balls and sheet underneath. The while room was filled with the scent of James cum and I started to think how I wanted to taste his cum when I felt James' hands pulling my lips apart to make a room for his big cock to slowly enter and spread open my throat muscle. I started to moved my throat muscle like I do when I drink water so I won't gag and take James all the way in. I then held it there as James let me drink his cum then slowly released his piss as I continued drinking. I was running out of breath but even at that point all I can think about was making James happy so I kept on drinking and choking. When he finished, he looked down at me with such a warm approval that made me feel so grateful and happy. I started to mumble "I love you James" but it didn't become audible until his cockhead departed. James laughed a little and patted my ass as he told me to get up and clean up. As I stood under the spray of hot water, my heart was feeling hotter spray of James love all over me and felt a great live and happiness. James and I are not lovers although I love him. He has other boys who love him like me and we all agree that James has some love for all of us. We voluntarily consider ourselves belonging to James and try to obey him at all times. There are three other boys that live James as I do. James is so politically correct that he has diverse ethnic lovers. I am a 21 yo Asian and there are 17 yo Samba from Africa, 18 yo Juan from Brazil, and 20yo ex- cowboy Andrew. Although I am the oldest, I look the youngest and definitely smallest in manhood department which is okay since I am a total bottom and mainly use my penis to pee or to spit out cum while I get good ass fucking. When James is not around, other boys use my hole to make their cocks cum. I am lucky that I don't have to do that separately since my cock cum when I get fucked well. James is my older brother and he's 28 yo. We live in a big mansion in south of LA which were left to us by our parents when they passed in a car accident when I was 11. James was adapted into our family when I was ten and since he was 18 yo, I could stay with him instead of going through social services only if James agreed to take that responsibility. James didn't have to take care of me but he did. For almost a year, I was usually sad from the loss of my parents and James always comforted me. By my 12 th birthday, James became my rock and my everything. I especially loved being naked with him as he washed me sometimes. His body was so manly in my eyes compared to my smooth body. I was tall for my age at 5' 9" but skinny. Sometimes James used to wrap his arms around my waist and pull me tight and tell me that I have a skinny body like a girl except for the breasts. I didn't know what gay was back then but I was definitely having strange feelings for James. When he used to fuck his girls friends, I used to feel jealous. The one night I walked into bathroom to find James fucking an Asian girl in the shower. I started to walk out but James told me to come in and do whatever I needed to do. As I stood there trying to pee, I couldn't relax. Lie told James that I can't pee and turned around to leave the bathroom when I saw James' hard cock for the first time as he slam fucked the girl pulling it all the way out then slamming it in. I didn't even know but I was just staring at his cock for few minutes until I saw James looking at me. I just walked out. I didn't know what it was but the sight of his hard cock made me feel tingly all over my skin. When I turned 13, I skipped two years and entered high school. Since i didn't want to be labeled as a nerd I wanted to join a sports team. I tried out for football but I didn't get in. I tried out for wrestling and that didn't work out either. I was as tall as other high school kids but I definitely didn't have the muscle time of teens yet so during the half an hour try out, I was underneath other boys but for some reason, I enjoyed wrestling try out better than football. I especially liked Eugene the captain who had a cute smile and slim body but very string. He even overpowered a huge muscle boy during the match. I guess it's not just strength but anyway I liked him. Next day as I sat in my first period, I saw Eugene walking in as the bell rang. He looked around and started to walk towards me. My heart started to beat faster as he approached me and when he sat next to me, I couldn't stop smiling as I said hi. He pulled his desk closer to mine and started to talk to me the whole time. I already knew the materials and I enjoyed his company so didn't pay attention to the lesson at all. Anyway when the bell rang, Eugene just ran out. I saw him on the way but he ignored me. I was sad until second period bell rang and I saw Eugene again in my class. He sat next to me again and we talked. That was the pattern for the while day except last period, AP Math and it felt so long not having Eugene to make it fun. We even have the gym at the same period but of course I am in the freshman gym class so only get to see Eugene in the locker room. Well, Eugene and I got closer but only in the classroom. Outside he didn't even notice me. Since we spent most of the time not paying attention Eugene and I didn't learn much in classes. But I knew the stuff already so I always got A but Eugene was having a hard time. One day he asked me why I wasn't fail like him. I told him how I knew everything since I studied all HS curriculum already in my last in jr. High. He smiled and asked me if I could help him and I jumped with excitement. He told me to start that afternoon after school. Then he grabbed my face under his armpit and rubbed his fist on my hair and called me that I am HIS nerd boy and that made me feel happy. Most if my high school life was okay since no one really took notice of me. I was a bit lonely sometimes but it's better than people noticing me and start making fun of me or bullying me as they do some kids. So I was semi invisible mostly except this one white sr. Who for some reason always called me faggot and tried to pick on me. One afternoon, I was waiting at the bleachers fir Eugene's wrestling practice to end. Suddenly I felt a hand touching my ass and I looked down to see this white bully. I was about to run away when he told me to stop. Something bad was about to happen as I can sense it and I was scared. And my mind and body froze. He walked up to me and took me back the under the bleachers and told me take shit guns from him while he was smoking something. I have never done shotgun so I didn't get much in the beginning. But he kept on giving me instructions and the drug started to effect my mind and body. He then led me to his car and told me to get in the back of his two door car. As I sat there, a big blk man opened the drivers door and got in the car. I was scared and asked him what's going on? He told me shut up and relax. He then started to smoke and have me shot guns too. Then he handed me a drink and a little glass bullet and told me snort in the bullet and gulf down the drink. Then he gave me a small pill broken down to a qrt. I did everything and by the time we were leaving the school parking lot, I was out of it mostly in k- hole. My body felt so limp that I tried to sit up but my body flew down onto the bottom of the car and for some reason I was rubbig my face on the car seat. I think the car stopped cuz I felt someone getting I the back seat with me. I was so high that I couldn't. Even open my eyes but soon I was running my face all over his legs, then his pants and his pubic hair. Then I felt his fingers pulling my lips apart and felt his cock enter my mouth. He told me to drink the drink and I did but no liquid entered my throat but his dry hard cock. My stupid throat kept on doing the drink movement everytine he told me to drink. It must feel good on him cuz he kept n moaning. Finally the car stopped again and I was pulled out of the car. I couldn't walk so someone. Carried me in his arms I think. I was put on a leather chair with lots of chains and bit naked at some point cuz I felt cold air on my ass. Then I felt something enter my ass that gave me stinging feeling then some cream and I felt nothing there. I also started to "drink" a cock. Then I felt a pain in my ass but not too sharp and vivid. I thought of moving away from the pain but my mind drifted off to k hole again. I started to come back to reality as I heard loud chains clinking and shortness of air. Hands wrapped around me and lifted off my chair and next when I woke up, I was in the high school parking lot naked and covered with blood, piss and cum.
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Tim walked along the corridor at the end of the college day, he’d had to stay late with his year head for a ticking off after being late for class yet again that afternoon after soccer practice (in fact he was still wearing his kit) but he did care, the fuck he’d got from a daddy at lunchtime had been well worth it, in fact his boy hole puckered at the thought! Yes it was true that Tim was a bit of a whore, a nerdy whore that the older men seemed to like, but Tim was very picky of who he went with and he had one cardinal rule, safe sex only! He was lost in his thoughts when suddenly he felt his arm being grabbed and then a big smelly hand covering his mouth, he struggled but whoever had him was very big and very strong. He felt himself being half carried and half dragged, his feet stumbling as he heard a deep voice “I’ve been waiting for a chance to get hold of you ever since I saw a video of you been fucked online”, Tim’s heart pounded and he felt very scared as he instantly recognised the voice belong to Mr Tibb’s the mean janitor. Mr Tibb’s had always terrified Tim, he was a big ugly brute of a man, bald with a big handle bar moustache, he had a big deep scar that ran up one side of his face and his face was badly acne scarred, the braver lads called him ‘crater face’ or ‘Frankenstein’ though this was something Tim never dared. While being dragged being into Mr Tibb’s office at the far end of the building Tim stumbled causing Mr Tibb’s to loose his grip on him and he fell to the floor, Tim shrieked in pain as he was roughly yanked back up and hit his head hard on the doorframe as he was pulled through the office to the storeroom at the back. The knock on the head was a godsend to Mr Tibb’s as it dazed Tim and it enabled the much older man to quickly strip the helpless boy naked. Now Tim had been spanked before, in fact he liked to be spanked as he found it very horny, but what he had endured some twenty minutes later was nothing like what he had received before, in fact it was like he had got every spanking in his life in that small portion of time, his arse cheeks were bright red and already starting to bruise, sweat, snot and tears were smeared over his face, the thing he could not fathom was why his little boy cock was rock hard! Not that his torment was over , he knelt with his little butt high in the air sobbing but sniffing poppers on an old gym matt in the store room as Mr Tibb’s cruelly abused his little boy hole, it had started with one thick finger covered with his own spit , that had been bad enough but it quickly progressed to two being jammed inside him and twisted around, Mr Tibb’s had snorted and sneered “you may have been fucked a lot Timmy boy but your boy cunt ain’t had the exercise it really needs”, now a groaning Tim was being fucked with a 7” black dildo, when Mr Tibb’s had put it in his mouth earlier he was sternly told “get it good and wet”. Tim, was still so confused why was his little cock so hard when Mr Tibb’s was abusing his hole so much, the feelings he was feeling perplexed him, his abused hole hurt so badly but with the pain was a strange sort of pleasure. Mr Tibb’s twisted the dildo in his bum hole making him yelp but then he settled back into moaning with pleasure as the fucking started again and that’s when he realised ‘oh my god I’m enjoying being raped!’, the dildo fucking continued with Mr Tibb’s sneering “your loving this isn’t you boy? I’ve got lots of toys for your pussy, plugs, dildo’s, anal balls, and of course cock!!” Tim could only groan as Mr Tibb’s assault on his bum hole carried on, his boi pussy that so many men had called sweet and pretty was now swollen red raw, When Mr Tibb’s quickly pulled the dildo out of his hole, Tim felt empty, he missed the rough use and that not only surprised and confused his racing brain but it amazed him too. Tim was lifted and spun onto his back as if he weighed nothing at all, Tim just laid there breathing heavily as Mr Tibb’s undid the dirty overalls shrugging them off his shoulders, Tim gasped “Oh my God!” Tim stared wide eyed as lay on his back as he saw Mr Tibb’s kneeling between his spread legs stroking the biggest cock he’d ever seen in the flesh, his body felt like it had no power to resist as Mr Tibb’s pushed one of his legs up and back before rubbing the cock tip over his young hole, it was then that his eyes also focused on the big black and red biohazard sign tattooed on Mr Tibb’s chest, now Tim may have been a bit of a boy slut for sure but he’d always been a ‘safe sex only’ bottom boy, but as the tip of the cock nudged up against his hole Tim could feel the leaking precum being spread over his rim he cried ‘no please Mr Tibb’s, please put a condom on”, Mr Tibb’s snarled “never wear em boy”, Tim instantly put his hands up against Mr Tibb’s broad chest trying to stop the inevitable but the much older, bigger and stronger man was to much for him to hold back and he wailed as his already stretched out hole could not stop the invasion of Mr Tibb’s big cock into his pussy, he struggled and cried as Mr Tibb’s chuckled and penetrated him violently forcing Tim’s puffy little hole to spread and accept the big mushroom head, not that it stopped there without giving the boy a chance to grow accustomed the man continued to push in firmly, defiling the young mans cunt with a steady deep penetration until he was buried to the hilt, Tim’s eyes were clenched shut and he sobbed with the pain that was like white searing heat. Mr Tibb’s started fucking the boy with deep powerful thrusts, the boys body shook but he could not deny the wonder he felt at having someone so big inside him and soon the all familiar feeling of pain turning to pleasure started to slowly appear, he could hear Mr Tibb’s grunting and he strangely hear someone saying, “Oh yes fuck me, fuck me please” before actually realising it was his own voice! Without even thinking he was soon holding back his own legs crying out “fuck me daddy”, Mr Tibb’s grinned down at the boy “yeah you love that big bare daddy dick up your arse don’t ya boy“, Tim could only make little yelps of pleasure and kept saying “oh god fuck me”, the sweat was dripping down from Mr Tibb’s head onto Tim’s face, “gonna cum soon boy” and though Tim was lost in the pleasure of the fuck that comment brought about a moment clarity “NO!! don’t cum up me please!!!” but Mr Tibb’s just carried on pumping his cock in and out of the helpless boys hole, the sounds of wet squelchy fucking filled the room, Tim had let go of his legs and was pushing his hands up against Mr Tibb’s chest vainly trying to push the much bigger heavier man off him to no avail as Mr Tibb’s grunted and bellowed “oh fuck yes Timmy boy here it comes” Tim cried “NNNOOOO!!!” as Mr Tibb’s cock engorged and pulsed inside him as 5 or 6 spurts of his nasty daddy spunk shot deep into his unprotected boy pussy, Mr Tibb’s rested for a moment his cock still pulsing inside Tim’s ravaged boy twat before he slowly pulled his cock out and squeezed the last dribbles of cum onto the boys hole before pushing that last bit of his seed back into Timmy’s ruined cunt, thrusting in and out ensuring the boys torn insides were coated with his sperm thus ensuring the incubation of his poz babies, when he finally pulled his softening dick out of the boys cunt Mr Tibb’s grinned down at the boy “well it seems you enjoyed that as much as I did”, it was only then that Tim looked down at his toned stomach and realised that he had cum all over himself.
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Ok so last night I was home alone...didn't go out. Was just feeling horny and my hole was craving cock like no other! I wanted to get turned out for sure. I texted my buddy to see if he wanted to come over. He has stealth fucked me in the past, though he's neg, it was always hot. It has been more than four months since I had been nailed and I just recently was tested for HIV, with negative results. My hole was DROOL'N for a rough, dirty rape! Well my buddy finally texted me back around 2:00 AM, saying he had just been pounded by a huge nine inch thick black cock. I was beyond envious, I was PISSED! In any event, he went on to tell me the whole story. He started chatting with a hot, thuggish black man on SCRUFF who had a huge thick cock that was just over nine inches. The two of them arranged to meet. My buddy is in a relationship and they love to shock each other, so my buddy took this huge thug cock home, just the two of them. He said he couldn't even get his mouth around the guy's dick! WOOF. The thug turns the my buddy around and spat on his hole, and started to grind his ass crack. A couple times he ground so low that on the up stroke the head of his cock got caught on my buddy's hole. The thug held him down and forced himself in all the way in one motion. My buddy said it hurt so fucking bad that he yelled. The thug pulled out and started to try again but this time slower. My buddy stopped him and asked him to put a condom on. The guys said that he could try. They fumbled around but it was not going on, so my buddy asked, "What's your HIV status?" The thug replied "Neg. Clean" He also said he didn't BB unless the bottom was also negative. In addition the thug said he was exclusively a top. So my buddy agreed to bareback. The thug threw my buddy on the bed and virtually rape-mode. SO HOT! In the middle of the action my buddy's boyfriend came home. While he might have been initially somewhat shocked by what he saw as he opened the door, the shock dissipated quickly enough and he elected to join-in, sliding his cock in his boyfriend's mouth as the thug resumed fucking. This continued to the expected climax: that thug's huge thick nine inch cock erupted, blowing its load into my buddy's raw gut. My buddy texted me this story telling me he still had the thug's hot thick load inside his ass. YUM. Ok so I heard the story, saw the pic of the guy on scruff and totally wanted in on the action myself, so I went onto Scruff, found the thug and messaged him inviting him to I received no reply. Shit. GRRRRR. Pissed and totally jealous of my buddy, I rolled over and went to sleep. This morning I awoke to my phone blow'n up on SCRUFF. It was the THUG! He totally wanted to nail me and started brag'n how he just made a guy take his huge cock and load last night. Of course I was thinking 'I know the whole story - HOT'. He asked if I take it raw. Wanting to sound like a pig I replied "I only BB." (Now this is where I got an instant hard on!) The thug replied "Fuck yeah! I'm POZ and would love to breed you." My heart sank as my dick went hard. My buddy had been stealthed and had this thug's toxic juices running through his veins. I told the guy I was DOWN. He said it had to be now because he was leaving for LA in an hour. I had no car so my boner went limp. Again I was pissed, but I screen shot the texts of our messaging to to my buddy, including when the thug said he was POZ. Naturally he has been freaking out all day. He has no contact info for the guy, no name, nothing. I've already jacked off twice to this whole situation. So hot! But yet...I'm still neg. -
im your pig slut whore ,,need to be torn up
