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Young guy, 29, just married, hit me up After I posted an ad on Craigslist wanting to be a straight guy's cocksucker. He was nervous and showed up in jeans and a hoodie because the weather had turned cold. After shaking hands, we went back to the bedroom. I had Pornhub up on the screen in case he wanted to watch while I serviced him. He wasted no time, and pulled down his pants and sat down nervously. He had a nice cut cock that was beginning to rise. I began by gently by licking his nuts. He never touch the mouse to click on some straight porn. This young, straight, newly married man was totally fascinated by watching another guy go down on his hard penis. I continued licking his nuts at his his dick got hard, and that seemed to make him crazy, so I took one of his nuts in my mouth and gently massaged it. He groaned. I could tell by now what his new wife wasn't doing for him. I spent a long time licking and sucking his nuts and slowly working with my tongue up the root of his cock. I would lick all the way up the shaft to where the head met his throbbing penis, and then lick back down and continue working on his nuts. Finally, I kept going and began licking the pre-come out of his slit . I enveloped the head of his penis and then went all the way down on it. He gasped. He had a good 7 inches of cock, so I really had to relax my throat to go all the way down and stay there. I began alternating sucking just on the head so I could taste the pre-cum that kept flowing out of it, and then going all the way down on the shaft and burying my face in his pubes. By now, his dick was rock hard, and I guessed he was getting close. He said, "I'm going to cum too soon. Go back to my nuts." I went back down and began licking on his furry sack, pulling one night after the other into my warm mouth and holding it there massaging it with my tongue . Finally, I couldn't stand it any longer, and began licking of his shaft of the head . On the way up, my tongue was met with drooling pre-cum that was flowing out of his slit and down his shaft. I began sucking in earnest, and using my hand to add extra stimulation for him. Again, he said, " I'm afraid I'm going to come too soon. I haven't come in two days . " I replied, "That's okay. This is about taking care of you. You get to cum whenever you want to." He asked me , " Where do you want me to cum?" I replied, "In my mouth. I'm going to swallow it." I went back to work on his penis, and slowly he began humping up into my mouth as I sucked him. I worked on him for another two or three minutes, and then like most straight men, without any warning, he just began to spray his semen in my mouth. I counted nine or 10 spurts directly into my mouth. I was afraid he was going to stop ejaculating before I would have to swallow midway. But finally, his contractions slowed, and I began to slowly and gently make sure I had gotten the last of his sperm. I pulled off his penis, and swallowed his enormous warm load. He just looked amazed and was smiling this big goofy smile.
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Why do I love sucking cock so much? I ponder this all the time. It seems to be a very primal urge with little reason. It feels so good, subservient, so fulfilling. Why do I want to swallow that cum? I yearn for it like a moth to a flame. Inescapable desire for that Steele hard shaft in my mouth, cumming down my throat more and more loads. Why do you love sucking on cock? And why do you love getting your cock sucked by a man? What do you like about it? Why is it so fucking great?
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I use to be a junkie. Meth was my drug of choice. I loved the feeling of being invincible and the allure of attraction I felt when I was high. It almost took my life until that night in Ontario Oregon. That night at the old abandoned house on Oregon Trail Street on the outskirts of town. No one had lived there for decades and it was decrepit, derelict. It wasn't at all safe to venture but try telling two crackheads not to do something they have their warped minds set to doing and not only will they not listen but may even be argumentative and hostile. What had happened to me and my boyfriend at the time we deserved for being foolish. I stopped the meth because of it but my life didn't necessarily get better, just more aware that there are things, dangerous things, out there that you don't want to know and it's best to probably die of an overdose than to experience such...darkness. My boyfriend, Chris, and I lived along the Oregon Trail Street on the edge of town and we were not far from this house that was overdue to be torn down. Both of us intravenously used meth and we had made a date to party in this house. It was dark and although the house was on a somewhat busy stretch of road, nobody dared go there to explore. It had to be over a hundred years old and it looked haunted. Perfect for two junkies to shoot up and fuck. Or at least that's what we figured. It was dusk during fire season when wildfires would haze the horizon during sun down, and the sky casted colors of pink and purple before the sun slumped slowly into twilight when Chris and I made it to the house. When we entered it was dark but we had our phones and we only used the dim lighting of the phone rather than the flashlights because we didn't want to attract any of the curious. I brought my supplies; some blankets, lube, needles, and the dope of course. Chris brought nothing as he usually did to our little excursion. In retrospect, I don't even know why I dated him except for the fact that he was manly and hairy and handsome and had a large dick. He turned me on, high or not. When you're spun on meth sex most likely becomes an activity and I loved anal when I was flying. Chris was good at it, but other than that, he was a junkie without a job. Not really someone you would end up being with forever but for now he would do. We dared not go upstairs because we didn't know how sturdy the floor would be. We found an empty room with a huge closet and not as much glass or broken wood that would splinter us while we fucked like pigs. I decided the closet would be a good place for us to slam and fuck, but Chris wanted the door open just in case we needed to escape pronto from cops or whoever. So I set up camp while Chris gets the shots ready. Since it's dark I use the flashlight in my phone so I don't hit past my mark when injecting. We both get naked and by the time we do, the meth had dissolved completely in the rig so we were ready to shoot up. He made two extra points to slam later (slamming is what addicts call injecting drugs) and we started making out before both of us injected. He needed a tourniquet since his veins weren't on the surface of his arms like mine. I was an expert at slamming myself and by the time I was feeling the rush of the drugs through my body, he was still trying to find his mark. I was ready to get pounded by my big dick boyfriend and my asshole was vibrating for some action. “Hurry up fucker,” I said as I was rubbing my pussy and asshole which were both just sludged with the lube I had slopped on after the hit. It was at that moment we heard it. Footsteps. But these sounded more like someone in nice shoes would make, kind of a slight clacking sound. Chris stopped and became still as the footsteps seemed to walk around the front of the house and then stop at certain times as if the person was investigating something. Chris threw his needle into my bag then his phone that was propped against the floorboard after turning off the flashlight. I covered myself with the blankets and moved further back into the closet hoping the darkness would shield my presence from whomever was walking around out there. He gently closed the closet door leaving it a crack open as he watched into the darkness. The footsteps seemed to stop and an eerie silence came about leaving me wondering about who could be out there and if they knew we were here. I wanted to whisper but something in my gut withheld any noise from me, as if I knew whoever was in the house with us would find us if I peeped. Being high on meth made the simple task of being quiet rather difficult and my vagina was sopping wet and wanting my boyfriend who was gazing through the darkness. After about ten minutes of silence I couldn't take it anymore. My pussy needed to be fucked slow and good. That's what meth can do to ya. Make you a bitch in heat needing some pups to breed. I went quietly over to Chris, who was sitting flat against the wall in the dark and felt for his prick. I felt that he was raging hard but he was hesitant. I didn't care I was high and needed to fuck so I hopped my soaking wet pussy onto his massive cock which pulsated immediately afterward and we slowly grinded our genitals quietly as we kissed. He suddenly whispered very lightly into my ear, “what about my shot?” I ignored him and my wet snatch drenched his cock and balls making a slightly wet sound like a drenched mop hitting the floor. I wanted it up my ass but we would have to leave that to later. He wanted to moan and so did I as we got hotter and I could feel both of us about to orgasm as I got to grinding harder and clenching my pussy around his dick which was pulsating even harder. It was so hot in the closet and muggy that we were both sweating profusely. I could smell my pussy and his balls permeate closet as well as my asshole and his ball sweat which made it even hotter! He started sucking on my titties and kissing me when we both came. The orgasm was so intense for both of us. My fucking pussy just showered all over his cock which was convulsing sperm into my quivering sopping orifice. I'm a squirter too so when I came it sounded like a jet of piss rocketed to his stomach in loud watery splats. Then as soon as it was done, both of us didn't move. His cock had to go limp in me before it easily slipped out with more wet splats onto the wood floor. I finally lifted off of him feeling some wet trails going down my legs. Finally he spoke in a normal volume which startled me. “Can I do my shot now?” “Shhhh!” I quickly turned and covered his mouth, “there still could be someone in here!” “Hey fuck them, I'm getting my slam on!” He exclaimed as he got his phone out of my bag in the dark and flipped on the bright flash light. It was then I saw it. Behind him. Coming out of the wall with long black tentacles that seized Chris and gagged him. It was the upper torso of what seemed like a man, he had no eyes or mouth. No hair. Skin as white as bathroom tissue. He was wearing a suit with a black tie and a white oxford as white as his skin. But the suit was as black as the opaque abyss that was now night on the Oregonian horizon. The tentacles wrapped around him so quick I could hear his bones snap like twigs. His mouth was gagged by one of the tentacles and he choked shortly before I knew he was dead. The thing, this thin man, pulled Chris into the wall with him as if the wall were some kind of liquid and then both of them were gone as quickly as it started to happen. I ran out of the closet screaming and left everything behind, my clothes, my dope, the blankets, and raced outside before I step on a large shard of broken glass which went straight through my foot almost slicing it in half. I fell to the ground and the pain shot up my leg. I was hysterically crying and yelling for help when I turned around to see the figure of the man. He stood up right and he looked like a faceless man in a black suit with tentacles coming out of his back. He had to be about twelve feet tall and his arms… ...his arms were lithe and long with two huge white hands that dangled long pointed fingers. They were long enough to drag his knuckles. This thing, this thin man wasn't human, but something from a scary fairy tale I use to read in school. I couldn't believe my eyes. I begged it not to kill me as his tentacles seemed to pick him up and move closer to me. I tried to drag myself quickly only to feel its hand clasp onto my foot and drag me into the dark house on Oregon Trail Street. My screams were covered by his other cold white hand, it's fingers easily wrapping around my mouth to the back of my neck. The last thing I remember is it's face or lack of thereof forming a huge mouth that had thousands of thorn like teeth as white as it's skin, and a long purple tongue that pointed and coiled like an octopus trying to escape a fishermans net. It made no noise but it seemed to be screaming at me in silence. The only thing I could hear was a fuzzy electrical noise like an old tv with static and snow. I woke up in the hospital. It was night and the room was very dark and I was alone. I woke up screaming for a few moments before I realized where I was. Finally a few nurses came in and sedated me. I passed out and woke again the next morning with an older man in a blue blazer and a red tie sitting next to me typing on his phone. He was a detective, I could tell by his demeanor being as I've dealt with law enforcement before on semilike matters not as serious as the one I just experienced. Then a policeman came in with coffee and handed it to him before they realized I had come to. They told me I had been out for a week and that I almost died. I was found in the middle of the road about a block away from my house and that I had lost so much blood. I was naked and my foot had to be cut off because it was dead and infection had taken its course. They said there was a large amount of crystal meth in my blood but what concerned them was the marks on my body. When I looked at where they said the marks were, it looked like I was tied up with something, not rope, but something tough as if I was hustled by a giant squid. They asked if I was raped or kidnapped and I said nothing. What could I say? In fact I said nothing for about a week to anyone. Not even my friends heard a lick from me. It wasn't until the little girl who came into my room that strange night that I began to speak. The little girl with black hair, glasses and carnations came into my room when I was alone. This was long after visiting hours so it was strange she was there. “I brought you carnations for your loss,” she said in a sweet yet dark tone, “they represent loss and death.” I said nothing but she continued. “Your friend is with us now. He will come for you but later, not too much later but…” The door creaked open and to much of my horror I saw it. The thin man in a suit. No face. He was across the hall just standing there as the door opened by itself. The girl stopped and smiled. “See you soon.” She walked outside of the room towards this thing and gently held his hand as he turned and lead her down the hall. I remember no more after that. It has been a year since the incident. Chris was never found but his blood was found in the shots we had brought, our stuff, and something else; a long black tie. No meth was on site. Who knows maybe the thing slammed them, or some other homeless junkies that may have come to find them although usually they would have taken everything else I would imagine. Who leaves two iPhones and some decent clean clothes with a bag full of stuff? The only thing found were the shots and they had no meth in them, not even residue. Just the blood of my Chris. I was suspected of killing him but no evidence of me doing so was ever brought to light. They checked for DNA and they found three candidates, mine, chris, and unknown. I told them the story which they dismissed and said I was a delusional junkie who had taking too much that night. I haven't done meth since. But I don't think it was the meth. This thing was real. Like whether I was high or not wouldn't have mattered. Surely, it would have still happened like it did. I sleep with a knife under my pillow and as soon as everything clears with my records I'm buying a gun. Then I'm moving far away from here. The words of that little girl still haunt me. I expect to see Chris soon although I know the thing killed him. In fact as I look out my window I can hear him from a distance telling me that he is coming for me and demands a blood sacrifice. My things are packed and I'm ready to get out of here, but for some reason I have an urge to go back to that house. As if I'm missing something. I can't since I'm not allowed out of the sight of a police officer or my caregiver. Yet something beckons me there...and I need to go. I made it there on crutches somehow and somehow everything begins to be clearer...I knew I came here for some reason, I should have guess it would be for the (the end?)
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A few nights ago, I was having a frustrating night with a lot of flakes and no-shows. Nothing seemed to be working that night. My BBRT post wasn't getting any response. I was only getting game players and pic collectors from Grindr, Growlr and Scruff. So, I finally posted an ad on Craigslist. I got 2 hits from it. One also turned out to be a pic collecting flake. But one reply finally worked out. He said he was a 24 year old str8 kid that just needed to get sucked and rimmed. I invited him to come to my hotel. Gave him my room number and he said he'd be there in 15 mins. I told him I'd have the door unlocked and lights dim for him to come in. I'd be on my knees, ready for him. He was really anxious for my mouth, because he was walking into my hotel room in under 10 minutes. He quickly shucked his pants and underwear and was putting his limp cock up to my mouth within seconds. I sucked on his British foreskin and felt his cock swell and grow in my mouth. I sucked on his cock and his balls and looked up into his eyes as I worshiped his str8 cock. Then he moved to the bed. He sat on the edge and I crawled over between his legs and again went to work on his cock and balls. He was now fully hard and leaking some precum. I lifted his legs and licked his puckered asshole. He moved his knees to his chest and I made love to his hole. I got my tongue as deep up into his hole as I could. I was licking the soft, pink insides of his arse. I ate his hole for about 5 minutes, then began to alternate between eating his arse and sucking his uncut cock. Finally, I got up and knelt on the edge of the bed. "Fuck me", I demanded. "I don't fuck guys", he said. "Fuck me", was all I said. I wanted his young, str8 cock in me. He finally got up and moved behind me. I had a small bottle of lube on the bed. I lubed up my ass and tossed the bottle to him. While he was lubing up his cock, I was sniffing poppers. He then slid up into me in one, quick motion. He was soon fucking me hard and deep. Just like he would fuck his girls pussy. His cock felt great inside me. He gave me about 4 or 5 minutes of hard fucking before he rammed deep into me and let out a soft groan. His cock throbbed as he filled my ass with his young spunk. Then he quickly pulled from me and asked if he could use the bathroom. I said, "Of course". He washed up, dressed and left without saying a word. There's something I find so enjoyable about getting a str8 guy to do more than they ever thought they'd do with another guy.
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(fyi might have told this "story" on another post as well) so it started about a year ago when i met this teen escort with the most perfect tiny body. her thighs were about the size of my arms and i'm not big. she was fucking tiny. i tried to bareback her from the first meet. but she said no, although i did manage to sneak the tip in for a second before she pulled away. so had to fuck her covered in the pussy and ass. for such a small asshole she could take dick quite well. kept seeing her trying to bareback her but still luck. then after another few meets i was fucking her in the ass doggy style covered. and just kept thinking about bare fucking her. the urge was insatiable. so i pulled out pretending i needed a bit of a breather, as doing so grabbed the tip of the condom with one hand and pulled the tip (cum deposit part) with the other and yanked at it. it made an obvious snap popping sound. she quickly asked what was that and i said i was just fixing the condom. she reached around and felt the condom was still securely on my dick. however, she had no idea i made a small tear at the tip of the condom. so back into her ass, pumping slowly away. i gradually pulled back on the condom and could feel the latex slowly stretching back down the tip of my dick. the sensation was amazing. i could actually feel my dick from being covered in latex to slowly feeling bare ass hole. the condom eventually was just a rubber ring at the base of my barecock. i was fucking her ass bareback now. she had no idea. the sight of her tiny teen asshole bouncing on my barecock unknowingly was amazing. and recently i've seen another escort and stealthed her in a similar way, always doggy for obvious reasons. in her pussy first and then i asked about anal and she was shoving my barecock up her asshole in no time. still not realising i was barebacking her. of course always pulling out and cumming on her back so she doesn't find out. does anyone else have any similar stories to tell please?? for another obvious reason i have to state the name of the forum section. fiction!
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As I stand here in my giant bathroom, inspecting my naked body in the massive mirror, I find myself thinking about the road that led me here. I trace my fingers over the outlines of the amazing designs on my arms, and then reach up and touch the forbidding symbol on my left pec. I then turn, first left and then right, craning my neck back to see the words imprinted on my buttocks. If my former teammates could see me now. If my ex-girlfriend could see me now. That always makes me smile. My name’s Jake, and I’ve just turned 30. I live on my own in this huge house, bought two years ago when my numbers came up. But while I’m single, rarely a day goes by when there isn’t someone else here. Whether it’s a guy or two I have in the house as a guest, or a whole group of them in the playroom I had built in the garage after I moved in, there’s nearly always someone on hand to keep me entertained. But it wasn’t always this way. Over the next few chapters I will tell you how I became what I became, the things I did that I never thought I would, and how I ultimately emerged as a thirty year-old bearing the words that would forever mark me as what I am now: CUM DUMP. ------- My story starts when I was 26. I had recently changed jobs, finally getting my break as a proper consultant after being stuck in a seemingly never-ending graduate cycle at my previous firm. The rounds of interviews and assessments had been rigorous and taxing, but in the end it all paid off and I found myself finally getting somewhere with my career. The extra money meant Rachel and I could move out of her parents’ place in Hertfordshire and rent a decent flat in Camden, gaining our independence as well as about two hours extra a day with the shorter commute. The new job was hard going, but I loved being thrown in at the deep end and getting to show what I was capable of. Over time I earned praise from my managers and the colleagues around me, and was eventually assigned to a new project that I had been hoping to get on since I found out about it. I was going to be working as part of a team with some great guys, getting to travel to various European offices of the client who had commissioned the introduction of the new system we had developed. Lisbon, Barcelona, Milan, Munich, Stockholm, and many more, all paid for by the firm. I was so excited, although my mood was dampened by Rachel somewhat when she got in a huff about me travelling to all these places without her. She could be hard work sometimes. The first trip was to Lyon in France, and I excelled by being able to surprise the others with my competent grasp of French, a gift from the long hours I had spent being taught French by my maternal grandmother, a native to France. The trip went really well, and by the end of it my more senior colleagues in the team were no longer treating me like the new boy. Then came Barcelona, and that’s when everything changed. The job in Barca was a bit smaller as the client only had a small outpost there. As such, only four of us went this time, comprising me, Ben, Mitchell and Rob. Ben was the senior on the trip, whilst Mitch and Rob had been at the company for only a year or so longer than had I, so we were pretty much equals. To save a bit of money, (and as it was only for three nights), we were sharing two twin rooms in the hotel. Whereas normally at least the senior would get his own room and then the rest of us either sharing or also getting singles. As Mitch and Rob were good friends, it was only natural they took one of the two rooms, whilst Ben and I took the other. On the first night two guys and one of the women from the client’s office took us out for dinner, before leaving us to explore some of the bars in the old town. However, we were all a bit tired from the journey so didn’t stay out late. The next day was a busy one, but by late afternoon we were done with what we could do, pending some overnight process work the client’s IT people needed to do. As such, we headed back to the hotel to change, and then went out for the early evening. The drink and tapas flowed, and dinner never really happened. Mitch and Rob were then up for going to a club, but I could see Ben was enthused as the prospect of a late night, so I suggested that the two of us just call it a night and maybe have a nightcap in the hotel bar. I was actually quite keen to go clubbing, but I didn’t want to be crashing into the room and waking my senior colleague at whatever time in the night, especially as I was making such a good impression with everyone at the firm. So, sure enough, Ben and I found ourselves back at the hotel. We both got a drink, G&T for Ben, a rum and coke for me, and then sat in the comfy surroundings to chat. Ben was 34 and single, which I found surprising as he was a very handsome man. Tall, well-built, well-dressed, charming and funny, he seemed like the sort of guy who would have his choice of women. Or men. I didn’t actually know which team he played for, but didn’t want to pry too much and it really didn’t matter anyway. We finished our drinks and headed upstairs, both of us declaring that we wanted a shower before bed as it had been a clammy night in the city. Ben went first, and then when he came out of the bathroom wearing a towel I headed in to get myself clean. When I’d finished showering the bathroom was so full of steam that I concluded I’d never get dry in there, so did as Ben had done and went out into the room with just a towel on. To my surprise, Ben was still just wearing his towel, and he looked up at me and smiled as I padded past his bed to my own. “Wow, you’re built” he said to me as I passed. I blushed. “Er, yeah, I work out” I said. I was actually pretty proud of my body, all 6’1” of it. I worked out several times a week, jogged regularly, ate healthily, and kept my chest shaved and smooth the way Rachel liked it. “You should show it off more” Ben said, his eyes on me. “Your shirts are way too loose.” Oh man, he had been noticing what I wore. Well, that answered that question I guessed: Ben must be gay. Strangely enough, I felt a stirring in my own loins as his gaze rested on me. “Oh, 'er, you think?” I mumbled. “Hell yeah” he said, “don’t put in all that work just to waste it on your girlfriend!” He laughed, and after a moment I laughed too, although I think it was more nervous laughter than anything. “Thanks” I said, blushing harder. “I didn’t realise, 'er, you were, 'er, noticing.” Ben gave me a warm smile. “I’m not the only one who’s noticed” he said. “You’re pretty popular in the office.” I blushed again, and awkwardly shifted position on the bed. As I did so, my towel loosened and slipped, basically leaving me sitting there naked. I hurriedly tried to sort it out, but only got it into more of a tangle. “Don’t” Ben said softly. I stopped wrestling with the towel and looked up at him. “Let me see.” I don’t know why, perhaps it was the buzz from the rum, but I slowly released my grip on the towel and let it fall beside me. I then swung my legs off the mattress and slowly stood up in the gap between our beds, locking my stare on Ben as he gazed back at me. His eyes were making their way up and down my body in the most lustful way anyone had ever looked at me, and I saw him give his lips a small lick. He wanted me so badly, and something about this situation had my heart racing. My dick started to swell and rise, until I was standing before him with a massive boner, almost starting to pant. What the fuck was happening to me? Wasn’t I straight? Ben looked for a bit longer, and then started to scoot across his own bed towards me. He deliberately removed his own towel on the way so that he too was naked, and then he was sitting there in front of me, staring straight ahead at my dick. Instinctively I shuffled forward a bit, and he leaned in, opened his mouth and swallowed me whole. “Fuuuuuuck” I groaned, having never felt a blowjob like this. He then reached both his hands behind and roughly gripped my arse, pulling me in towards him even more. His head started going back and forth on my cock like a jackhammer, the suction on my dick like an industrial hoover. I put my hands on his shoulders to steady myself, and gradually gripped him tighter as he brought me towards orgasm. Then, rather abruptly, he let go of my arse and pulled his mouth off my dick, causing me to stagger back slightly. I snapped out of my reverie and looked down at him. “Turn around” he said, turning his head up to face mine. “What?” I asked, a little all over the place. “Just do it” he said, suddenly sounding rather stern. I just did as instructed and turned around, not sure what was coming next. Then he grabbed my hips and pulled me backwards towards him, reaching up to push the small of my back so that I would bend forwards. I put my hands on my thighs to steady myself, and then the next thing I knew his face was in my arse. His tongue was lapping at my hole, and the room seemed to be exploding with fireworks. I had never felt anything like this in my life. It was fucking amazing! I’m not sure, but I think I must have been moaning and groaning for England as he gave me my first ever rimjob. He kept this up for a while, actually getting his tongue into my hole, and then he pulled his face out. Before I could turn or straighten up I felt his fingers in there instead, gently prodding and poking at me. I then understood that I was going to be fucked. Ben must have planned something like this, or maybe he was just in the Scouts once and was thus always prepared, but he had stashed a tube of lube in the drawer of the bedside table. He briefly paused the fingering to open the drawer, grab his supply and lube up his fingers. He then started to apply much more pressure with them, pushing one, then two, and then I think three fingers into me. All the while I just continued to stand there, bent over in front of him seemingly inviting him to carry on doing what he was doing. I could say I was paralysed with fear or something, but in truth I was loving it and was suddenly really excited to see what this was going to be like. I’d never really thought about it before, but that didn’t seem to matter. The drink must have been a factor, or at least that’s what I tell myself these days. His fingers started to hit something inside of me, and my silence turned to moans. This only spurred him on, until he was really going to town on me with his fingers. Then, as before, it all stopped abruptly. “Get on the bed” he commanded, “on your hands and knees.” I didn’t even pause. I just moved forward, crawled on to the bed and waited. He grabbed my ankles and pulled me back a bit, and then I heard the splooging sound of some more lube being squeezed out of the tube. The pressure returned on my hole, but it was spongier and fatter than any of the fingers had been. “Let me in” he said gruffly. I didn’t know what that meant, but I instinctively pushed back and must have done whatever it was that was needed as he popped inside. It startled me and gave me a brief flash of pain, but that soon subsided. He then pushed steadily in to me, making me feel fuller than I ever had before. As he got deeper it started to hurt a little more, particularly as he was going into territory his fingers had not reached, but I gritted my teeth, closed my eyes and forced myself not to pull off him. Then the pushing stopped, I felt the roughness of his pubes on my buttocks, and I knew I had his whole cock inside. He didn’t give me any time to adjust, instead starting a steady rhythm on my whole, thrusting his cock in and out in substantial strokes. A dull pain was radiating from my arse, but something else was there as well and it felt amazing. As the pain started to subside, my whole body started to tingle as he fucked me. The feelings were incredible, and I couldn’t stop myself from pushing back against him, trying to get more of his cock in me, trying to make him fuck me harder. And fuck me harder he did. If I thought he was like a jackhammer when sucking me earlier, it was as nothing compared to what he could do with his cock. Pneumatic drills are gentler on tarmac than the treatment I was getting, but it was pure ecstasy. He fucked me for 20 minutes, and then started groaning. “I’m cumming” he grunted, suddenly accelerating his pace even more. Then he stopped, yelled out and held in position as a curious warm feeling filled my rear end. “Fucking take it” he grunted as he unloaded in me, breeding me like the bitch he was turning me into. I just knelt there on my hands and knees as I was filled with cum for the first time, loving the sensation as his cock pulsed inside me. Then, and again rather abruptly, he pulled out and collapsed backwards on to his bed. I felt some cum running down my leg, and began to crawl backwards off the bed with the intention of going to the bathroom to clean up. But as I turned round I saw Ben lying on his back panting, I noticed his cock was still erect and covered in juice. Perhaps it was a case of being in for the penny, in for the pound, but I just couldn’t help myself from dropping to my knees, leaning forward and taking it into my mouth. The taste of his juices, the lube and, I guess, my own arse was intoxicating. As I sucked and licked him clean I started furiously wanking my own cock, getting off on the feeling of more of him leaking from my rear end as I did so. In no time I blew on to my torso, the bedspread and the carpet. I then collapsed back on to the floor, panting and exhausted. Neither of us said anything for a while, but then I got up and started making my way to the bathroom. I got in there, and turned to face the mirror so I could look at myself. I was glistening with sweat, but otherwise looked like me. I felt different, but the man staring back at me was still me, at least outwardly. Then Ben came into the bathroom as well, and turned to face the mirror too. We looked into each other’s eyes via the reflection, until I noticed his cock starting to rise again. I stared at it coming back up to full mast, and then looked back up to his face. He was smirking at me, and then moved to step behind me. I leaned forward a little, and he just planted his cock between my cheeks and pushed into me again. This time he fucked me more tenderly, with none of the jackhammering of before. Throughout, I kept my eyes either focused on my own face, or looking back at his has he slightly grimaced from the exertion of reaming me. My own cock also came back to life so I started stroking myself, adding that to the things I watched in the reflection. After about 15 minutes Ben accelerated, and I focused on watching the reflection of my own face as I felt him shooting a second load into my sloppy hole. Again, it was still me, but this was a me with a cock shooting cum into his arse. When he was done spurting his load into me, Ben caught my gaze in the reflection. Smiling, he gave me a wink, withdrew his cock and swiftly left the bathroom. I just stood there, once again with cum dripping out of me, gazing at myself in the mirror. I felt awesome. I got myself cleaned up a bit, and then went back out in the bedroom. Ben was in bed properly, and was clearly asleep. I headed for my own bed, but then turned to look back at him. The temptation was too great, and I just climbed in. He stirred as I did so, wrapping his arm around me. I briefly lay there facing him, but then turned so he was spooning me. He pulled me in a bit tighter, and then we were both still. I reached out and switched off the lights, plunging the room into darkness. Inside, I knew that I would wake up with a right clusterfuck going on in my mind, but for now I was exhausted, a little sore and in the comforting arms of a man who had just shown me a whole new side of myself. Sleep came quickly.
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Straight Air Force Guy Breeds Me Off Base
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I posted on Craigslist the other day that I wanted to suck, rim and bottom for straight dudes. I got hit on a lot, most of which turned out to be obvious gay guys posing as straight. Now, I have nothing against other gay guys, but I get a real thrill by servicing horny straight dudes. After all, that what what my advertisement said I was looking for. After wading through all the Craigslist Flakes, I decided on a guy that said he was in the Air Force and was living just off base at an apartment one block from the main gate at Nellis AF Base in North Las Vegas. His pics were really hot, so I was willing to drive totally across the valley to the AF Base to service this hot soldier. I got to his apt. right on time. He met me in the lobby and I took the elevator up to his floor. It was a spartan studio apartment, but was as clean and tidy as you'd expect a military guy's room. We began to undress and he asked me, "Do you want a quick suck and go? Or do you want to go for awhile? If you want to go for awhile, I've got a shot I can put in my dick that will keep me hard for an hour or two. I can easily cum two or three times if I use it. How much time you got?" "A shot in your dick?" I asked. I'd never heard of that. "Yeah. It's for ED. I don't have ED, but, I love to fuck and fuck for hours so I asked my doctor to give me a prescription. I get four shots a month. I don't want to waste it if you're a quick suck and go, but if you want to suck and fuck for an hour or so, I'll take the shot. It just takes a few minutes to work. Plus, sometimes when I'm fucking a guy, it feels good, but I can't always keep an erection for a long time with a guy. But, with this shot, I have no problem. My dick won't go down even after I cum. Should I take it?" he asked. He was a really good looking young man in his late 20's. Kind of on the short side, but muscular. Had a "rough around the edges" good looks to him. And his soft dick even looked impressive. So, I was game to go for awhile with him. "Sure. Go ahead. Let's fuck and play for awhile," I replied. He went into the bathroom and injected this stuff into his cock. He came out after a few minutes, his semi-hard cock leading the way. Taking a seat facing me, he began to stroke himself a bit. His cock continued to grow and lengthen. So I grabbed my poppers, took a deep hit, dropped to my knees and began to suck on his military cock. It continued to grow and swell in my mouth. Then he stood up and completely undressed, his naked body on full view - except for the white socks he was wearing. I leaned forward and resumed sucking his straight cock, fully engaged with his cock for the next five or six minutes. Then I asked "You wanna fuck me?" "In a minute", he said. "I want to cum in your mouth first. I'll fuck you for the second load," he replied as he again took his seat. I continued to suck his now rock hard cock, and at one point moved to to lick his asshole, but he stopped me saying he'd never had that done and wasn't sure he wanted that., be clearly loved the attention I was giving his cock and smooth, hairless balls. After about six minutes of sucking he shot his first load into my mouth. Kind of bitter tasting, and that taste could have been from the ED meds he had injected into his cock., but still I swallowed his load. Afterwards I took a seat to catch my breath. As I did so, he continued to stroke his still hard cock. "Show me that ass, fag. Show me where my dick is gonna go in your faggoty ass," he ordered. I stripped naked, and knelt on the edge of his small double bed. I'd brought some lube and lubed up my hole for him, then handed the lube up to him to use. As I looked back to hand him the lube, I could see him opening a condom package. "You can fuck me bare, if you want," I told him. "Nah. I use condoms on you fags. Not taking any chances. I'm sure you're a whore like most fags are," he grumbled. I hate condoms, but I wanted his cock in me, so I said nothing. Soon he had rammed up into me in one swift thrust. He grabbed me around the waist and was pumping into me with great force. He was a completely silent top, the only sound was the sound of his pelvis slapping against my ass as he pounded into me. And the occasional grunt that I would let out when he slammed into me extra hard. No wonder this guy was in such good shape and had such a rock hard, washboard stomach. He could really fuck. He didn't seem to tire as he continually rammed up into me. He was using a lot of force and was a brutal fucker. But, I was loving it. It felt great to have this straight soldier using my faggot ass for his pleasure. I kept sniffing my poppers as he assaulted my hole with his dick. After close to 15 minutes of fucking, he pulled out and exclaimed "Shit! The condom broke." He walked away and opened a drawer. "Shit!" he again said, adding "I thought I had more condoms. You got any?" he asked. "No. I didn't bring any," I replied. He shut the drawer and walked back behind me. "Fuck it!" I can't stop now. I got to shoot another load or two. You're clean, right?" he asked. "Yeah," was all I said. He immediately slammed his now raw cock back into me. Fuck! That was what I wanted. I definitely preferred the feel of a raw cock in my ass. I had come to hate the feel of a condom, whereas his raw cock felt awesome. So I was not unhappy when his rock hard cock again began an assault on my ass. This guy could really fuck. It required another 15 or 20 minutes of intense pounding before he finally let out a soft groan as his cock filled my ass with his load. My ass milked as much of his straight sperm into me as I could get. He pulled out and plopped back down onto his chair, sweating up a storm as his chest heaved with excitement. I loved the fuck. And also loved that he had blown his load into me, but still I was glad it was over. My inner thighs couldn't take much more of being in that position. We both sat there for a few moments breathing hard. Finally he got up, walked to the fridge and pulled out two small bottles of water. He handed me one and we both drank them down quickly. As he sat back down, across from me, I could see that his cock was still rock hard. After I caught my breath and had had some more sips of the cold water, I again dropped to my knees and took his cock into my mouth. Sucking it and tasting his cum and my ass on his cock. I sucked him for about five minutes, then he stood up and began to stroke his cock fast and furiously. As I saw his face contort, I could tell he was close to cumming. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. Even having cum twice before, he shot a huge load on me. Some went in my mouth. But more went in my eyes, in my hair and all over my goatee. I loved the feel of his hot cum spraying all over my face. I had a handkerchief in my pocket and pulled it out to wipe his cum from my eyes. My face felt sticky. And I loved it. I wiped what cum I could from my face and tasted it. Still bitter tasting, but still I loved tasting his straight sperm. I got up and dressed, thanked him for his loads and headed back home. This morning I woke up to a text from him, asking when I would again be free. He also said I could be his cum receptacle whenever I was up his way. I intend to accommodate his schedule as much as I'm able. -
Last night a str8 guy posted on Craigslist that he was staying at a hotel, not far from my home and wanted a guy to come to his room to blow him. His ad said he was 45, married, white, businessman. I sent him a reply to his ad with some pics of me sucking dick. He replied back that he was in Las Vegas on business at an airport hotel. He said the room would be dark. The door unlocked. Just come in, find him sitting on the edge of the bed. Drop to my knees and blow him. He cums, I go. No chat. No reciprocation on his part. I told him that sounded great. He sent me his hotel name and room number and I was quickly on my way to blow him. Just as he said, his door at the Hampton Inn was cracked open. I entered his room. Momentarily, when I came through the door, the hall lights gave enough light that I could just faintly see him sitting on the edge of the bed. He was tall, thin, muscular, hairy and naked. But, I couldn't see any details like his face. I closed the door and walked over to him on the bed. I dropped to my knees and took several deep hits of poppers. Then leaned forward and began to suck his partially hard cock. He had a respectable 6"s, cut. As I sucked on his cock, it began to grow in my mouth. Soon growing to about 7"s. He then laid back on the bed and I began to lick his balls and underneath his balls. Then I lifted his legs and licked his asshole. He was silent, but I could tell he liked it. He was spreading his ass cheeks with his hands to give me more access to his hole. So I could get my tongue deep, up inside him. I rimmed his ass for about 5 minutes. Then went back to sucking his cock. He was now leaking precum. Very sweet tasting. As I was sucking him, he sat up and leaned over me. Sliding his hand down the back of my pants. Finding my asshole, he fingered it. Great! He was up for fucking! Without asking if he wanted to fuck me, I stood and took off my pants, my briefs and my shirt. I was now naked. I knelt on the edge of the bed next to him. He got off the bed and stood behind me. I spit on my fingers and lubed my ass with my spit. He spit on his cock and put his rock hard cock up to my hole. He slowly pushed into me. I'm sniffing poppers as he slides in me and then begins to pump his cock in and out of my hole. He's obviously turned on. He pounds me hard and deep for only about 3 or 4 minutes, before he groans and shakes. He's emptying his balls in my ass. As soon as he cums, he pulls from me and goes into the bathroom. Closing the door to the bathroom before he turned on the bathroom light. I climb off the bed, his cum dripping from my hole and I dress in the dark. I leave his room before he ever comes back from the bathroom. I never got a good look at his face. But loved the anonymous encounter with the str8 visitor.
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I posted on Craigslist today that I wanted to suck off a str8 guy or a group of str8 guys. I got 4 or 5 replies. Mostly from out of town guys staying at some of the big hotels on the Las Vegas Strip. One guy in particular was very appealing. He sent a pic of himself. He was mid 30's, tall, muscular with a full black beard. He said he was str8, had never had a guy suck him, but was horny and wanted to experience it. He was staying at the MGM Grand Hotel. I told him I could be there in an hour. He sent me his room number and told me that his door would be unlocked and the lights out. Just come in and suck him. Just as I was ready to leave I got a message from a different guy that was staying at Harrah's. Just a few blocks from MGM. He said he also was str8 and would like to see me sucking some other guys. He also said he'd never had a guy suck him. But he might join in if he got horny enough. That's one of the real perks of living in Las Vegas. I find a lot of guys that would normally never try something like this in their hometown, but being alone in Las Vegas, without the wife, they feel it's their chance to try something they've always wondered about. I texted the MGM guy and asked if he would be up for having the other guy join us? I could suck them both off. He replied back to me that he would be ok with that. So, I sent Harrah's guy the room number at the MGM and told him the door would be unlocked. Just come in. He'd find me sucking the other guy. Sure enough, I arrived at the guys room at the MGM Grand and found his door cracked open. His room was at the far end of the hall. When I entered the room, I could see that he had a huge suite. It was dim and I could see a faint light coming from a television in the adjoining bedroom. "Come on in", I heard a low voice call out from the bedroom. I walked to the bedroom and found him laying back on the bed. He was wearing a tee-shirt, but was naked from the waist down. He had a hard cock sticking straight up. I quickly removed my clothes and knelt beside him on his bed. I leaned over and took his hard cock into my mouth. I sucked up and down on his shaft as his cock hardened even more. I licked the underside of his cock and licked his large nut sac. He moaned as I licked his balls. Then I crawled between his legs and went back to work on his cock. His cock was long and thick. But was just the right dimensions that I could fully deep-throat it. He was really getting off as I would deep throat his cock and take it to the back of my throat and hold it there. Milking his cock with the back of my throat. Then I licked down his cock, licking his balls, then licking underneath his balls. He moaned loudly again. I then lifted his legs and flicked my tongue on his asshole. A loud groan came from him. I lifted up his legs further and went to town on his asshole. Getting my tongue deep up into his str8 ass. Then I climbed off the bed and knelt on the floor on the side of the bed. I asked him to scoot over so that his ass was on the edge of the bed. He climbed off the bed. Walked to where I was, layed back on the bed and raised his knees to his chest. His ass was now at my face level. I went back to work on his ass with my mouth. I could really get my tongue deep up inside his hole, now. I was licking the soft, pink inside of his hole. Sucking on his hole. Kissing it. Blowing on it. He was going wild. "Holy Fuck!", he exclaimed. "I've never had my ass eaten before. This is fuckin amazing!", he moaned. I made love to his str8 asshole for 5 or 6 minutes. Then I went back to sucking his cock. Then he turned and knelt on his hands and knees. He wanted me to go back to eating his hole. I ate his hole, licked his balls and then pulled his cock back between his legs and licked and sucked on his rock hard cockhead. He was moaning, groaning and going wild. "Oh, fuck! I'm close to cumming! Don't make me cum, yet!", he groaned. "We should wait for the other guy, right?" he said. "Let me check on him". I climbed off the bed and checked my phone. There was a text that he had arrived at the hotel and was walking to the elevators. Just then, I heard the door open and close to the suite. I climbed back on the bed, between the guys legs and went back to sucking his cock as I heard the other guy enter the bedroom and begin to remove his clothes. Soon, from the corner of my eye I could see the Harrah's guy climb naked onto the bed and lay beside the MGM guy. The new guy was older and heavy set. But nice looking with ginger hair and pubes. I came up off of MGM guys cock and moved to take Harrah's guy's cock into my mouth, but he stopped me. "No. Let me just watch", Harrah's guy said. I went back to sucking MGM guy's big cock. I alternated sucking and rimming him for another 5 minutes before he couldn't take it anymore. "Dammit! I'm cumming!!!", he groaned as he filled my mouth with his sweet, hot load of cum. I took his cock to the back of my throat and let my throat milk every drop of his cum that I could get. When I came up off his cock, I could see Harrah's guy stroking his cock. I leaned over and took Harrah's guy's cock into my mouth. He let me suck him this time. He was only about 4"s long. But kind of thick. The ginger pubic hair was a real turnon for me. I climbed between his legs and really went to work on his ginger cock. He was pretty turned on and it only took a couple of minutes before he groaned "I'm cumming", and filled my mouth with his load. We both climbed off the bed. I dressed quickly and said my "Goodbyes" and headed out of the suite and down the hall to the elevators. I have a busy sex week planned and I was out of poppers. So, since I was in the part of town where all the ABS's are, I thought I'd better hit one of the stores and buy some poppers. Now, Sunday's can often be kind of a dead day at the Vegas ABS's. But when I pulled up at Peepland there were 6 cars in the lot. So, I bought my bottle of poppers and headed back to the arcade. Sure enough, there were several red lights over some of the booth doors. I tried the occupied doors and found one unlocked. I went into the booth to find a very tall, nice looking guy, late 50's with a long, thick, semi hard cock in his hands. He was stroking as he watched a str8 porn movie. I locked the door and dropped to my knees. I sucked for a second on his cock. Then he began to undo his belt and open up his zipper to give me better access to his cock and balls. While he was doing this, I was taking some deep sniffs of poppers. I got a nice poppers buzz and went back to sucking his cock as it swelled in my mouth. He was looking down on me as I looked up at him while I was worshiping and servicing his str8 cock. He had such a nice, long and thick cock, I was really enjoying it. About 4 or 5 minutes was all it took for him to shoot his load into my cockhungry mouth. Once I had his load, I got up, thanked him for his load, being the gentleman that I am. lol And left his booth. I tried the door knobs of the occupied booths again. Damn! They were all locked. Just then a heavy set young man in his 20's came into the arcade. He was looking at the movie titles in the display case. He was looking in the str8 movie section. Then he turned and found an empty booth. He went in and closed the door. But, I didn't hear him turn the lock. I waited outside his door until I could hear him put his dollar into the machine and the movie began. Then I gave him a few more moments to get his dick out. Then I opened the door and went inside. He didn't even look over to me. He just kept watching the movie as he stroked his still soft cock. I knelt down in front of him and took his cock into my mouth. He quickly hardened as I sucked him. His cock was not very long, but tick. His large belly made it so that I had to turn my head sideways to suck him. But he was a grower, not a shower. His cock seemed to just keep growing as I sucked. Then I felt his cock swell and throb. He didn't make any moans or groans or announce his orgasm, but he was soon filling my mouth with his youthful, str8 load of cum. I swallowed every drop, then got up and left his booth. I tried the doors again, but all were still locked. I decided it was time to head home and get Sunday dinner on the table. But, an unexpected and pleasurable Sunday afternoon for me.
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Guys continually ask why married [straight] guys hook up with fags. After all, if they get it on with another guy are they really "straight"? I can give you five reasons: [1] their wives/girlfriends won't suck their cocks, [2] their wives/Girlfriends won't swallow their loads, [3] their wives/girlfriends won't suck their balls, [4] their wives/ girlfriends won't suck their tits, [5] their wives/girlfriends won't eat their asses. There you go: five things men love and the bitches won't give it to them.
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I answered a Craigslist ad this morning here in Las Vegas. It stated that he was a 45 year old, straight, married guy, here in Las Vegas for a few days for a convention. He was horny and just wanted some guy to come by his hotel room to suck him off. We exchanged a few emails and pics. He gave me his hotel name and room number, so I jumped into my car and drove to his hotel that was just off the Las Vegas Strip, near the Convention Center. I knocked on the door and a very handsome, 45 year old business man opened the door. He was still dressed in his suit and tie from his morning business meeting when he invited me into the room. He seemed nervous and awkward. We made small talk for a few minutes. He told me he had only been sucked off a couple of times by guys. Both times had been here in Las Vegas, when he'd been here on business. He was quite clear that he only wanted to be sucked off. He won't reciprocate. I told him I was fine with that, and let's get to it. He moved removed his clothes except for his black socks. Then he sat on the edge of the bed. I got on my knees, between his legs and began to suck on his cock that was only partially hard. He was uncut and I started out sucking and gently chewing on his foreskin. He really enjoyed the attention I was giving to his skin. His cock grew. Then I sucked his foreskin into my mouth and slid my tongue up into the puckered skin. Licking his piss slit. Now he was fully hard. A bit over 6"s. My lips pushed his foreskin back and he moaned as I licked around his cockhead. Then I licked up and down his shaft several times. Then sucked on both his balls. He moaned when I did that. I lifted his legs and licked under his balls. He pulled his knees to his chest and I began to lick his asshole. Finally sliding my tongue up inside his hole, tongue fucking him. After rimming him for several minutes, I went back to sucking his balls, licking his shaft and then swallowing his cock for some deepthroating. I came up off his cock and took some hits from my popper bottle. "Would you like to fuck me", I asked? "No. Just suck me", he said. But, after just a minute of more cocksucking he said, "You got a condom?" "Yes. But, you can fuck me raw", I replied to him. "I've never fucked a guy. But, I will if you've got a condom. I won't fuck you bare. Got a wife. Can't do it", he replied. I went for my pants and pulled some condoms and lube from my pocket. I came back to the bed and climbed on. Kneeling on the edge. I put some lube on and in my hole, then handed the condom and lube back to him. He put on the condom and lubed it up. Then he stood behind me and began to press into me. He fucked me for a few minutes, but his cock went soft. I pulled the condom off and sucked him hard again. Then I put another condom on him and got back on my knees on the edge of the bed. He again slid up into me and fucked for a few minutes. But, again, went soft. "DAMN! I always get soft in a condom. Shit! Guess I can't do it, bud. Condoms make me go soft", he said. He pulls the condom off and I take his soft cock back into my mouth. I suck until he hardens in my mouth again. I suck his cock, suck his balls and lick his ass again. He's now hard as a rock again. I again get on the edge of the bed with my ass facing him. "Just rub your bare cock on my ass", I say to him. Rub your cockhead on my hole. Maybe jack off on my hole", I again say to him. He does rub his hard cockhead on my hole. I'm squirming my ass and spreading my asscheeks for him to get clear access to my hole. He's obviously turned on having his raw cockhead against my hole. He then starts to press his cockhead into me, just a little bit. Then pulls it out. He repeats that several more times. Putting just a little bit of his cockhead into me, then pulling out. He's driving me wild teasing me with his raw cock. When he pushes his cockhead slightly into me the next time, I press back against him and the entire cockhead plops up past my sphincter. He again pulls completely out of me and rubs his cockhead on the outside of my puckered hole. Damn! I want him inside me. I'm not sure if he'll continue to do this? But, he slaps his cockhead on my hole a few times, then again presses it into me. Going up into me, past my sphincter again. I press back and soon he's all the way up inside me. Raw and natural in my ass. Just as I like dick in me. He holds his cock there. He's not really fucking me. I squeeze my ass on his cock a few times. Then I begin to very slowly pull off his cock, then slide back onto it. He's not really doing anything, but allowing me to fuck his cock with my ass. Soon, he can't take it any longer. He grabs me around the waist and begins to pump his cock in and out of me. He's immediately into full throttle fucking. He's now slamming deep into me. He's grunting very softly. Almost like he doesn't want me to hear him enjoying the fuck. He's now fucking fast and hard. It only takes him a minute or two before he grunts really loudly and slams deep into me. He holds it there inside me as I feel his cock throb and fill my ass with his load. I'm squeezing and milking his cock with my ass. Then he quickly pulls from me and goes into the bathroom. I can hear the water in the sink turn on and he's washing off his cock. His raw cock that has just been inside my faggot ass. His str8 dick that has just filed my queer guts with his married, str8 guy cum. While he's washing off, I quickly dress. I'm just ready to leave his room as he comes out of the bathroom. "Thanks", I say as I pass him in the bathroom doorway. "Sure", is all he says as I leave his room. He's not even really looking at me. But kind of looking into dead space in shame. Damn! I just LOVE getting str8 guys to go further than they ever expect or want to go.
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As I've talked about before, I really enjoy massaging and orally servicing str8 guys. I quite often post a Craigslist ad offering free massages to masculine straight men. The vast majority of the time, I end up sucking them off. Even on occasion, they'll end up fucking me. This was my last experience in doing this. One of the guys that replied to my ad was a 45 year old businessman that was visiting Las Vegas for a trade show at the Convention Center. He said he'd be very open for a massage on the last day of the trade show. We chatted back and forth by email and set up a time for me to meet him at his hotel at 6pm on Friday night. I arrived at his hotel room door right on time. I was extremely please to see this handsome man open the door. He was about 6 feet tall. Quite good looking. Curly, black hair and green eyes. He looked to be in great shape. He smiled as he opened the door. "Dave? Come on in. Thanks for coming". I come in and we shake hands. "I just got back to my room. Got kind of tied up at the Convention Center. I haven't had a chance to shower. Would you mind if I quickly shower up a bit? I really want to be fresh", he said. "That's fine, Rick. Take your time", I replied. I sat on the sofa next to his window to enjoy the view of the Las Vegas Strip below, while Rick took off his shoes, socks, shirt and pants. He then went into the bathroom to take his shower. A few minutes later, Rick came out of the bathroom, naked, drying off with the towel. Damn! He did have a nice, athletic body. A beautiful cock hung down between his legs. "How do you want me", Rick asked? "Just lay down on your stomach along the edge of the bed. I'll start on your back", I replied. "Are there any areas you want me to concentrate? Or any areas you're not comfortable with me massaging", I asked? "My lower back, legs and feet are really killing me. Been standing at the Convention Center for 3 days. But, all over would be great", he said. I began on his upper back, shoulders and neck. Working my way down to his lower back. Then I worked over his butt and then to his upper thighs. Rick spread his legs, lifted his ass and adjusted his cock under him, so that the tip of his cock stuck out under his balls, as I began to massage his thighs. This gave me a chance to brush my knuckles across his balls and cock head as my fingers massaged his inner thighs. After spending some time on his upper and inner thighs, I worked down to his calves and to his feet. As I touched his feet, he let out a soft moan. I moved to the end of the bed and got down on my knees to put me at a good angle to work on his feet. I massaged the balls and heals of his feet. Then massaged each of his toes. He was moaning softly as I worked on his feet. "That feels great, Dave. My feet are really sore, man. Really work my feet, Dude", Rick said. I really went to town on his feet. He seemed to really get off on his feet being rubbed and massaged. Then I took the risk and put his big toe into my mouth and sucked on it. "Aaaahhh..........", Rick moaned loudly. I now sucked each of this toes, then licked the balls of his feet. I then did the same to his other foot. I see him reach under himself to adjust his cock again. After making love to his feet for a bit, I then lick up his legs, into his inner thigh and up to his ass crack. My tongue flicks across his cockhead and balls then into his ass crack and it flicks across his puckered asshole. He lets out a gasp and raises his ass. I spread his ass cheeks and lick his hole again. "Aaaahhhh", he again moans. I tongue fuck him for a few minutes, then come up off his hole. "Turn over, Rick", I say. Rick flips himself over. His 7" cut cock bounces up. I massage around his cock. Then I take his cock into my hands and move my face down to his cock. I open my mouth and take him into my mouth. Rick was really turned on, because I literally only sucked him for about 2 minutes, before he let out a loud groan and filled my mouth with his hot, sweet load of manjuice. I milked his cock of every drop of cum. Without saying anything, Rick got up and went into the bathroom. He washed off his cock and came back into the room, still hard. "Dude! I wasn't expecting that", he said. "Are you OK", I asked? "Yeah. Just came as a surprise", he replied. "I've had guys give me a happy ending, before. But, Dave, no guy has licked my asshole or sucked my dick before. Dude. That was amazing", he said. "I'll let you know when I'm back in town the next time. That was hot, dude. Thanks!" he added. I do love those str8 guys that come to Las Vegas without their wives. I love that str8 dick.
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I'd just finished giving a hot str8 boy a massage that ended with me sucking a load from him. I'm still horny for some more dick. So, I head to the closest Adult Bookstore. It's kind of between the lunchtime rush and the after work rush. But there were quite a few cars in the parking lot as I pulled in. So, that's a good sign. I pay my money into the turnstile and enter the store and head for the booths in the back. A couple of obvious gay guys are roaming the hall of booths, trying doorknobs. I also try a few doorknobs. Damn! Most are locked. The guys in the two unlocked booths I did enter, quickly turned me down. Shit! It was that time in the afternoon, between rush times, when there was normally only gay guys there. For the most part, the same usual gay guys just hangign around, staring at their cell phones. They'll stand in booth doorways, taking up space. Or some will obviously cock-block other guys. It's usually a frustrating time of day for me in these Vegas ABS's. After about 5 minutes, I'm feeling that this is going to be a waste of time and money. I might as well leave and cut my losses for the afternoon. I'm heading toward the exit to the booths when I hear the chime of someone coming in the door. I stop dead in my tracks. I'll at least wait to see who new guy turns out to be? In walks a fairly good-looking Latino guy in his early 30's. 5'9", 170 lbs or so. He's wearing dusty, faded jeans, well worn, brown steel-toe work boots and an orange polo shirt with then name and logo of a large Paving Company from the area. He wandered down the hallway of booths, finally going into one and locking the door behind him. Every one of the gay guys in the hallway watched him like he was "fresh meat", and they were ready to pounce. One of the guys quickly followed after the Latino guy and tried the doorknob. But, sure enough, the door was locked. I moved to the booth next to his and stood in the doorway. I was hoping that after a few minutes, he'd get horny and unlock the door. From where I was standing, I was hoping I could hear the click if he did unlock the door. That quite often happens in these places. Several different guys strolled past and tried the doorknob. Finally his dollar ran out on the video machine, and he exited the booth. He wandered up and down the hallway a few times. Again, every guy in the hall had their eye on him. He walked past me as I stood in one of the booths doorways. We made quick eye contact and he entered the booth directly across from me. We again made eye contact as he pulled the door closed. But not completely closing the door. He left the door cracked open just a bit. Well, like flies on shit, I could see all the guys begin to rush towards his booth door. I was the shortest distance away from the door and got there first. I've learned you've got to be quick, in situations like this. This is no time to be courteous. It's every man for himself, when the competition for dick is this slim. LOL I entered his booth and locked the door behind me. He already had his cock out of his zipper and had it in his hand. A str8 porn movie was on the screen. I pulled out my poppers and dropped to my knees. I took his cock into my mouth. It was limp, and had a very ample foreskin dangling in front. I sucked and gently chewed on his foreskin. I slid my tongue up into his foreskin. After making love to his beautiful foreskin for a few minutes, I then went to work on sucking his cock. He cock continued to grow as I worked on him. He was definitely a grower, not a shower. He soon grew to a very nice 6 1/2 inches long. And rock hard. After a few minutes, he pulled from me and sat down on the chair. I crawled between his legs and went back to work on his cock and balls. He seemed to really get off when I was sucking on his low hanging, big ball sack, while I looked up into his eyes. I would alternate between sucking on his cock and then his balls. He was very aroused and I could tell he was getting close to cumming. Sure enough he was soon breathing hard and softly saying, "I'm cumming. Dude, I'm cumming!". His sweet cum filled my mouth and I greedily gulped it down. "Thanks", I said as I stood up and pulled a few paper towels from the dispenser to wipe my mouth. "No, Thank you! That was a great blow job, Man!". "Any time", I said as I pulled myself together and he pulled up his pants. I smiled at him as I left his booth.
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Hello my friends, At first, the risk of getting pozzed is my secret fetish. But at the same time i'm really afraid of it, because it would destroy my life as med student and sportsman. Three weeks ago, I went to a young czech hooker. She had had a brace and looked a little bit sick to me. She had a thin man directly before me and no chance to clean herself in between. Aroused by that, I payed her for a bb blowjob and kissing, but didnt plan to fuck her bb. We kissed naked, I got really turned on, and she signalised me that she wanted me to fuck her right now, without condom. i couldnt resist. The chance of getting Hiv from her or from the sperm of the guy before still insight of her made me cum in seconds, but made me hard again directly. I fucked her pretty long, she gave me a short BJ and was riding me. She didnt use artifical lumbrication i think. At the end my dick was completely red and hurt for the whole next week when touching. I washed my dick in the shower with soap, and 1 hour later at home with desinfection (octenisept). Now three weeks after, i have a little cold, and a small open spot in my mouth. I usually dont get sick very often. How would you consider the risk that i got pozzed? I'm really afraid (with a boner at the same time). But seriously, pls share your experienced evaluation with me. thank you in advance
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I fantasise about posting this reverse booking request on Adultwork: Anonymous Bareback I want to fuck your pussy bare, and have neither of us know anything about each other. I won't look at your profile. I just come to your address, someone else lets me in. I give them the money we agreed. I undress, get myself hard, and then am led to your bed in a darkened room. You are naked, and can't see me either. We don't talk. I feel my way to your body, find your wet pussy (you've been playing with yourself), and start fucking you bare immediately, french kissing intensely. When we're finished, I leave the room, clean, dress and go home. We never see each other, don't talk, know nothing about each other apart from intense, raw sex. Will pay extra if you're already full of cum when I start. The only exception to the no-talking rule is that if you've already got a load of cum inside you, once I'm fucking you, you whisper in my ear where the load(s) came from. Other than the pussy full of cum (and any sex-related sweat from that), you will be clean and showered, and so will I. If you do this the first time we meet, I'll become a regular, and get to know you better.
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I posted an add on the almighty craigslist to be breed by some anon straight men. I get an email saying that a group of married men on business wanted to gangbang me anonymous. They texted my number with all their rings and cocks photos to show proof. I still wasn't sure if it was safe. Four on one? What if they wanted to rob me? But I took the chance anyways...I wanted my hole to be bred. So I got a hotel room in a sleazy hotel and prepped myself. I then got a text saying they were outside and to leave the door unlocked and have my ass up in the air. I put my jockstrap on, lubed up my cumhole and got into position...ass high in the air, face down. Ass up and ready to drain some nuts I hear a knocking on my door. I voice for them to come in. "There's that nice fat ass." They smelt of cigars and booze. "Can't wait to empty my nuts in that." Said the other I got so extremely turned on knowing that these random guys were going to unload inside me that my asshole began winking rhythmically. "Lookie lookie here...we got a winker." As one then slid a finger inside my hole. "Wink on my finger nice and slow." I began to flex my hole on his finger nice and slow and he began jerking his cock. "Time to breed this hole." I hear the belt come off and him positioning himself behind me. I relaxed my hole and he shoved it deep inside. It was painful but it felt amazing. He slowly began to stroke me deep and then went faster as he grabbed my hips. I began to tighten my hole as he began to cum inside me. "Jerry (Fictional game to keep anonymity) your turn." Jerry's cock was not long but thick and it certainly stretched me out. My hole was starting to loosen up and you could hear it as the lube and the cum was being mixed together inside my cumhole. After 10 minutes Jerry unloaded inside me. I had to tighten my hole from here on out just to keep the loads inside. The next guy had an average sized cock...but i wasn't complaining. As long as cum goes inside, I'm happy. This guy took about 5 minutes to unload but his load had to be the largest. He was grunting and breathing furiously for awhile while he cummed. "Who's last?" I asked teasing while I shook my ass. "Oh this cumwhore is still game eh" The last guy said as he smacked my ass hard. He slapped my ass a few more times before he entered me. He had the biggest dick out of all of them and knew it. He started out with a moderate stroke, letting me get used to it and then grabbed my hips and began thrusting deep inside my ass. My head dropped due to the extacy. "Yea take that fat dick." My hole was ridiculously sloppy now with all the loads and this huge dick inside my ass pounding away. The sounds from my sloppy hole being plunged turned him on and he fucked me even harder until he came inside me. I had taken 4 loads from men I don't even know what they look like! I was turned on so much arched my back even further to show them my handy work. "Stay there, we want pictures and video." So I stayed put...willingly obliging them to look at my destroyed cumhole. "Wink for us." I began winking as fast and hard as I could. "Now push out our loads in my hand." My hole sputtured out their loads for several minutes. He then smacked my ass with all the loads and rubbed it all over my ass. "Thanks for that hole, slut" I winked my hole at them a couple times on the way out as they laughed. Best saturday night ever
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Met up with a straight guy recently. He wanted to try "torturing" a guys hole. Just wanted to fuck, no lube, just spit, no warm-up, just to purposfully hurt. I've only bottomed twice before this... But there was a catch.... I had to agree to 10min, AND I had to have someone else tie me up first and then he would come in. So anyway, it went like this.... I had a friend come tie me up, friend agreed to come back in 30 min, straight guy wallked in, laughed at me, forced it in with only a little spit. I literally freaked out, he just laughed and kept forcing it in me. He came, and he left. My friend came over after, untied me and took this pic..... zoom in under the hole to see the damage.
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I'm always interested in sucking off str8 guys. Offering free massages on Craigslist normally gets me a couple of str8 guys to get off. Today I posted one of those CL ads. I finally settled on one that seemed quite promising. He sent some really attractive pics. All had clothes on. But I could tell he was in his mid 40's. VERY attractive. An athletic build. We messaged back and forth a few times. He said that he was divorced. He had never had a massage from a guy. But had always heard that men give the best massages. He lived just a few miles from me. So, we set up a time to meet today at 1pm. He said he often worked from home and would be available then. Since I like to be prepared for "anything". I douched and cleaned my ass out before showering. Just in case. You never know how far these things will go with str8 guys. Anyway, I showed up at his home as scheduled. He met me wearing just a bathrobe. Just like his pics, he was extremely handsome. He had a beautiful home in a gated community. He invited me in. I followed him into his family room, just off his kitchen. He had several large king sized sheets strewn across the carpeted floor. "I'm not feeling comfortable doing this on my bed. So I set this up. Will that work ok?", he asked? "Yeah. We'll make it work". I said. As I unpacked my massage oil and a few hand towels from my massage bag, I asked him to lay face down on the sheets and I'd begin. I took off my clothes and knelt beside him. I watched him drop his robe and climb down onto the sheets. DAMN! He had a nice body. Very firm, tight, muscled and athletic. He had a gorgeous chest, covered in a light fuzz of light brown hair. His cock hung down about 6 inches, soft. I could only imagine and hope how big it would grow to be when it's hard. As I knelt beside him, I poured some oil over his shoulders, back, butt and legs. Then did a quick sweep of his body with my hands to distribute the oil. Then I began to massage his shoulders. He had his face turned away from me. I could feel the tension in his back as I began to rub his shoulders. "I'm still quite nervous about all of this", he said. "Yes. I can feel your tension in your back. We'll take it slow. Just breathe. You'll be relaxing in no time", I said. I continued to massage his shoulders and back. After about 5 minutes, I could feel his muscles relaxing and his breathing getting slower and deeper. I was getting him where I wanted him. Now that he was relaxing, I began to massage lower on his back. Then I brushed over his asscheeks a few times before beginning to work on his upper thighs. He tensed up a bit when I'd get close to his balls. But I'd move away when I'd feel him tense up. But then go back to his inner thighs and close to his balls a few more times, till I didn't feel him tensing up anymore. I worked down his legs. Massaged his feet, which he really seemed to enjoy. Then I massaged up his opposite leg, to his upper thigh. Then massaged his other inner thigh. Again, occasionally getting very close to his balls. But not actually touching them. I worked back up to his upper back and shoulders. Then back down to his ass. He seemed to be quite relaxed now. So I now really went to work on his ass. I massaged and kneeded his asscheeks. Sliding my finger down his crack, till it would slide across his asshole. He flinched a bit, the first time my finger touched his asshole. But the second time, he let out a very soft moan. I gave a lot of attention to his ass. And could feel his ass rise up a bit. He was even slightly grinding his ass as I massaged it. I worked again on his inner thighs. This time, allowing my fingers to brush against his balls. Again, a small, but audible "sigh" would escape his lips. His hips would grind, just the slightest. But I could tell he was enjoying the very intimate touching. I then softly said, "Roll over on your back, now". He slowly turned and rolled on his back. His cock flipped up. Fully hard. Showing off about 7.5 inches of rock hard cock. A small bead of precum was beginning to peak through his piss slit. "Sorry. I don't mean to have a woody. It just kind of happened. I guess I haven't been touched for awhile", he said. "No worries. It's pretty common, actually. Don't give it any thought", I said to him. I then began to massage his chest. As my fingers crossed his nipples, I could feel them harden. He was responding, just as I had hoped. My fingers continued to flick across his nipples as I massaged his chest. Then I moved down to his abs. I was kneeling at the top of his head. I'd massage down his chest to his abs. Almost to his pubic hair. As I leaned over him, my tip of my cock would touch his forehead. I could see his cock "jump" each time my cock was touching his forehead and my fingers would get close to his cock. I then moved to the side and continued massaging his abs, but moving my hands to his hips. As I'd move around his crotch, my arm would brush against his rock hard cock. His cock would bounce as my arm brushed against it. I moved to his inner thighs and massaged just under his balls. He arched his back and let out another soft moan. His cock again would bounce and jump as I pressed under his balls. Then I softly cupped his balls. Softly caressing his balls and my fingers wrapped around his cock. He now let out a loud moan. His eyes still tightly closed as I began to stroke his cock and massage his balls. Precum now began to drip down his cockhead. Then I leaned down and licked the cum from the tip of his cock. He groaned, but did not stop me. Finally, I wrapped my lips around his cockhead and slid his cock down my throat. He didn't move to stop me, but his moans were so soft. I could barely hear them. But, he was moaning. And obviously enjoying my mouth. His cock was so beautiful, so big, and so hard. I really wanted his cock in my ass. But, that's a rare occasion for a str8 guy that I'm massaging to go as far as anal. Most feel they can get a blow job from some guy without being a threat to their heterosexuality. But anal is a line that most of them will not cross. But I had to take a chance and see if this HUNK would go there? So, I moved myself so that I was straddling over his abs. His hard cock was now pressed against my ass. I began to massage his chest from his position. I could feel him tense up when I straddled him. He briefly opened his eyes to look at me. But he then quickly closed them again and allowed me to continue to massage his chest. I again began to tease his nipples. They were hard as rocks. He was definitely enjoying the attention to his nipples. I would move my ass up and down just slightly. His cock was sliding slowly up and down my asscrack. I rocked in conjunction with massaging his chest. I did a couple of times lift my ass and then lower it, so that his cock would press into my ass cheeks. Almost to my hole. I repeatedly did this. And he wasn't stopping me. Finally, I reached behind me and took hold of his cock. I lifted my ass and moved his cock to my asshole. "Will you fuck me?", I asked? No response. He didn't open his eyes. He didn't say anything. He gave no response. Damn! Perhaps I'd gone too far? I rubbed his cockhead against my asshole. And again asked. "Want to fuck me?" "Just do it, and shut up", he growled. I grabbed the massage oil and squeezed a bit on the tip of his cock. Then I positioned it at my hole and began to slide down onto his large, thick, very hard cock. His cock slowly entered my ass and I took it all the way into me, balls deep. I then slowly began to rock back and forth on it. Pulling him nearly all the way out of me. Leaving just his cockhead into me, then sitting back down onto him. After a couple of minutes of this, I finally lifted myself off of him and climbed off. I got on my hands and knees and said, "Kneel behind me". As he was getting up to position himself behind me, I reached into my bag and pulled my poppers out. I spit on my fingers and lubed up my ass a bit more for his dick. I took a couple of deep sniffs of poppers as I felt him begin to press back into me. His cock easily slid back into my hole. He then grabbed me around the waist and began to fuck me hard and deep. He was now grunting. "You Faggot", he growled as he slammed into me. "You like this? You like my big dick in your ass, you fuckin' queer?" He slapped my ass hard as he said this. "Fuck yeah", I grunted. And I sniffed more poppers. "Fuckin' pervert", he said as he pounded me harder and harder. SLAP! His hand stung on my ass as he slapped me and fucked me His fucking became harder and more furious. He was really slamming hard into me. Grunting and growling as he pounded my ass with his cock. Finally after about 10 minutes of furious fucking, ass slapping, and "whore shaming", he let out a loud groan. "Fuckin' Queer..!!! You fuckin' cocksucker! You filthy whore!" he was screaming at me as I felt his cock throb and he emptied his balls into my ass. As soon as he began to cum in me, he quickly pulled out of me. I spun around and took his cock into my mouth. His cock was still spurting cum as he shot a few more streams of cum into my mouth. He pulled his cock from my mouth and stood up. He was looking down onto me and spit on me. "Fuckin' Queer!" "What made you think I wanted to fuck your faggot ass?", he shouted at me. I was now really nervous. It was turned on as hell, by his rough, masculine fuck. I love the verbal humiliation, the ass slapping and the spitting. He spit on my face again and said, "Get out!". I climbed up and dressed as quickly as I could. He was mumbling about what a fucking faggot I was. What a whore I was. How dare I make him fuck me. I grabbed my poppers, hand towels and oil. Threw them into my bag. I finished putting my clothes on and began to head for the door. My heart was racing. He seemed unhinged. I was literally shaking with fear. But also, very turned on by knowing this str8 guy had just put his seed in my ass and mouth. I left his house by the front door. Quickly got into my car in his driveway and backed out. I've been home for 2 hours now. I just got an email from him. "Hey, Queer. That actually felt pretty good. I might fuck your faggot ass sometime. But, you're gonna have to lick and eat my ass, first. Will you do that"? "Yeah. I'll eat your straight ass. And you can fuck my faggot ass anytime. Let me know", I wrote back to him. I sure hope he writes me again.
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My hole got horny thursday night so i knew I had to take some cum in my ass. I posted on craigslist early in the morning mainly looking for anybody. I got an email saying that he would be available during his lunch break because he was nearby. I guessed it was a construction worker because the entire road was being worked on. I put on my jockstrap and had my ass up in the air waiting for him. He came in smelling like asphalt and dirt. I could see his boots when i looked under myself. He took off his toolbelt and set it on the counter, lubed me up and entered me. He pumped my hole hard and held on tight to my hips as he cummed inside me. I don't know if he told his work buddies or not but I had my hole filled by three more construction workers. All of them came inside me as if they hadn't had sex in a long time. At the end my hole was gaped, throbbing and dripping full of cum.
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I am in the military and find it easier to hookup with guys like me. I don't want a bf, I just want to fucked and sucked by married straight guys. I have had more cock than I can count and am always up for anon play. I'd love a group of buds to hangout with at my house, drink some beers and then get my ass pumped full. Anyone else military want to share stories of hooking up with guys like me. Every reply gets a private pic.
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I drove downtown to a few bars. I honestly still felt like shit, since I got the fuck flu only a few days before. But my viral load was off the charts, I knew it tends to shoot up right after you get the bug than decline for a while so I had to use this opportunity. I knew a good club nearby, and it was lady’s nights. Few things are more enjoyable than getting free drinks, sex, and giving the gift to some horny idiots. I dressed in a very short, tight, green dress. When I got in you could see at least half the guys turn their heads to watch me go by. I found an empty spot by the bar, a space big enough for at least two. The bait was set. Within 30 seconds of me getting to the bar, a bro approached me. He was super buff, clean shaved and appeared to have recently been shat out of a nearby frat house. That was fine though, I could like a cocky frat boy, and I bet he’d act significantly less cocky if he started carrying around my little friend. The Frat boy approached and said “Did you get that dress on sale?” He was apparently trying to neg me. Like when you insult a girl on purpose, so she feels shitty, then wants to sleep with you to help her self-esteem. In this case I guess he was trying to wreck my self-esteem. I don’t say anything, I let the silence take hold until he tries again. Eventually he says “It makes sense. Cause your face isn’t that great, so you need to wear shorter dresses to make up for it. You don’t seem to have a good personality either. I can see why you need the help.” This dude actually has the audacity to say I need help to get guys? There’s a figurative line of guys waiting for him to strike out so they could come try their luck. If it were any other day I’d have let them try, but in this case this was exactly who I was looking for. An idiot, a douchebag, this creep deserved what he was getting. I decided to throw him a bone. “You… You think I’m ugly?” Now he thinks he hurt my self-esteem, he thinks he’s in. He tries to go for the score. “Oh I didn’t mean it that harshly, I think you have a lot of natural gifts, it’s just you don’t know how to use them. If ya want to like get out of here, I can help you kind of… ya know… learn a little bit about yourself.” “Uh… Okay…” I said, very coyly. Trying to play the part of hurt girl. “Where do you want to go?” “Here I’ll show you, let’s head outside.” Once outside the club, he tells me to wait by the corner while he gets his car. Right after he leaves, another guy comes up to me. I had seen this guy with Dave before he came up to me. The new guy says “Hey listen, Dave said he wouldn’t try to pick up girls anyway, he knew it was a bad idea but he did anyway. I’m his friend but I can’t let him do this. There’s something you should know… Dave has Herpes. He’s actually got an outbreak right now, so there’s a huge chance if you let him touch you, you’ll get it too.” I was ecstatic. Even with a high viral load like my own, it can be hard for girls to poz guys. Like guys can do it easily, cause they can just cut you with nails or something. But for girls, it’s harder to find a way to let the virus get into their blood stream, and that’s the only sure way to poz someone. This new information cut that pathway down significantly, cause those sores are an easy pathway for HIV into his body. I tried not to giggle as the new guy was waiting for me to process this information. I could see Dave’s car approaching. I turned from the new guy and entered Dave’s car, without giving him so much as a good bye. After tonight, I knew I would probably also have the herp, but I can’t see how that’s an issue honestly. It’ll just improve my viral repertoire, adding to the size of the gift I’m giving guys. A few minutes later we got to a cheap, dingy motel. This was getting too good now. Other than being a douchebaggy idiot, he also has a girlfriend or wife or something. That’s the only reason he’d bring me here. He led me into one of the rooms and immediately started trying to lift up my dress. “Hold on a second, you’ll get what you want.” I said. He refused, grabbing me he threw me onto the bed. “Wait, stop” I said, rather reflexively. “I want to leave.” He didn’t answer, he jumped on me, started kissing me. He tore my dress at the shoulders, pulling it off me. I tried to shove him off me, but slapped my hands to the side. Grabbing my throat with one hand, he reached around and unclasped my bra, letting my large D sized boobs flop out. He pushed his own pants down, then his underwear. I saw his penis for the first time, and it looked like a clear sore on his tip. I pretended not to notice though, at this point I needed to give this guy what he deserved. “You want this dick now?” “Please no…” I mumbled, He slapped me. “Bitch wrong answer. Tell me you want this fuckin dick.” I started to say no, and he slapped me again, harder. Dave tore off the rest of my dress, so I only had my panties. I tried to grab my panties, so he wouldn’t pull them down, but he grabbed my hands and held them above my head with one hand. With his other hand, he reached down and pulled down my panties. I started squirming, trying feebly to get away. Slapping me again, he said “Shut up bitch”. Dave moved his legs between my own, I tried to keep them closed but he forced them open with his legs. Finally, staring at my pussy, Dave realize what I’d been trying to keep hidden; I was fucking horny. My pussy was dripping wet. “Well well… Looks like someone’s been enjoying this eh?” I was enjoying it. But not for reasons Dave realized. It was because this was about to be my first conversion. With one of his hands holding my own above my head, Dave on top of me, and his dick positions directly in front of my penis, I knew it was about to happen. Dave put his free hand on my throat and started squeezing so I couldn’t breathe. He plunged his penis into me. I could feel something pop as his penis reached the bottom of my Vagina. He started thrusting rapidly, moaning. I could hear the sloshing as his penis went in and out of my HIV filled vagina. His grip on my throat got harder, I could feel my face getting red from lack of oxygen, but god it felt so good. I felt his knob expand, his head tilted back, a few last thrusts and he explodes, launching his semen into my vagina. He releases my throat rolls off me. I move to get off the bed, but he stops me. “Whoa, where are you going? Don’t think you’re getting off that easily.” Dave grabs me, throws me back onto the bed. Then he reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out some handcuffs. I lunge at the door, trying to escape, but he catches me. Grabbing my hands, he handcuffs them to the bed frame. “Just so you know…” he says, “I have herpes, and you almost certainly do too now.” I laughed a little in my head, he didn’t have any idea what was about to hit him. After handcuffing me to the bed, he rapes me five more times that night. Taking turns between my Vagina and my ass. By the morning my pussy juices had been thoroughly mixed with blood. I watched as he came in me, and then pulled out for the last time, at maybe 8 AM. His dick clearly a little bloody, I didn’t know if that was my blood or his own, but regardless I was pleased with my work. He finally uncuffs me and leaves. As I was leaving, I realized that he had totally ripped my dress apart, and my car was back at the club. I’d have to make it across town in only my underwear and bra. Even still… I have no regrets. Honestly the sex was great most of the time. I’d be happy to put myself into the position to be raped again, especially because of the gift. Give it to a rapist and you’re also giving it to everyone he rapes… This really is the best of every world.
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Even after drinking 5 loads of cum at the ABS yesterday afternoon, I was still feeling horny. Since the Consumer Electronic Trade Show was still in town, I felt I needed to take advantage of all those thousands of men in town without their wives. Men alone in Vegas, tends to put them in the mood to try things that they would never have the guts to try in their home towns. As those of you that read my stories know, I LOVE str8 dick. One of the best ways I know to get str8 dick is to offer a free massage. A "massage" seems to be the least threatening way for them to get off with another guy. So, last night I posted an ad on Craigslist in the M4M Strictly Platonic category. I said I was offering a complimentary massage to men who were attending the CES trade show. I posted some pics of me doing a massage on a well hung, muscular, masculine guy with a hard on. Shortly after the ad posted, I was inundated with replies. The vast majority of them were from guys staying at hotels on The Strip. I replied to all of them and waded through the usual pic collectors, time wasters and typical Craigslist flakes. I ended up with 3 guys that sounded like they were for real. I made appointments with those 3. Spacing them out, so that I'd have some leeway in time, in case the "massage" got a bit more "interesting". The str8 guys that normally answer these ads obviously know the massage will at least end with a happy ending, hand job. Mine usually end with a blow job. In rare cases, I've been able to get them to fuck me. But, if they're truly "str8", that's a rare occurrence for them to fuck me. I got arrived at the MGM right on time for my first massage of the evening. The guy answering the door was fully dressed. He's mid 50's, Italian guy from Milan. He's short. 5'5", Curly black hair with lots of gray running through it. He's muscular and very attractive. He invites me in. He's seemed nervous and a bit "chatty", but I have a difficult to understand what he's saying, because of his thick accent and poor english. I just nod and smile as we undress. We finally are both naked and I have him lay face down on the bed. I oil him up and begin on his upper back, then quickly work my way down to his ass. His ass is firm and muscular. As are his muscular thighs. As I get to his inner thighs, I can see that he's properly adjusted himself, so that his cock was sticking out, between his legs. That usually lets me know that they're looking to have their cocks played with. My fingers brush across his balls and cockhead as I massage his inner thighs. His cock is already hard. My fingers also go deep into his ass crack. My finger brushing across his rosebud asshole. His ass arches as I rub his ass. Since I can see that he's turned on by that, I "go for it". I spread his ass cheeks, lean forward and lick his asshole. He moans in approval. I spread his ass further and really go to town on his hole. I get my tongue deep into his hole as he raises his ass up. I reach under him and stroke his now fully hard cock as I eat. "Turn over", I tell him. He quickly flips onto his back. His hard cock springs up and bounces. I don't even begin to massage his chest. My mouth wraps his cock and I begin to suck. I fondle his balls and finger his ass as I suck. It doesn't take very many minutes before he softly groans and fills my mouth with his cum. I milk his cock of every drop, then rise up. "Thanks", I say as I begin to dress. I got what I wanted in about a half hour. Now, plenty of time to make my way down the strip to The Mirage. Even with the heavy traffic on the Strip, I arrive at the next door at The Mirage about 20 minutes early. But I had texted him and he said he'd be ready. This guy was mid 40's, Korean guy. He answered the door wearing a white bathrobe with the hotels emblem on it. He invited me in and as I undressed, he dropped the robe and climbed on the bed. He was also kind of short. 5'5" or 5'6". Smooth and thin. I oiled him up and went to work on his back, ass and legs. He was completely silent. Not getting any clues from his breathing, or body reactions when I worked on his ass or inner thighs. There were no sighs or moans to give me any clues. So, I didn't even try to lick his ass. But, when I asked him to roll over, his hard cock sprang up. He was rock hard. I massaged his chest and abs. Brushing my hand and arm against his hard cock. Finally I move to his side and begin to stroke his cock. He doesn't react, but doesn't protest. I stroke for a few moments. Beads of precum ooze from his piss slit. Finally I lean down and lick the precum from his slit. Then wrap my lips around him and begin to suck. He was obviously turned on. Because only a few minutes of cocksucking brought his hot load gushing into my mouth. I milked him dry, dressed and left his room. No words at all were exchanged. He continued to lay there, silently, his eyes closed. He had gotten what he wanted. Whether he was now feeling guilty, embarrassed or whatever, who knows? And I didn't care. I got what I wanted. His str8 load in my mouth. I was now off to my next appointment at The Wynn. As I drove down the crowded Strip, I called the next guy. I was on my way and would be early. Was he ready? He told me he was just stepping in the shower and would be ready by the time I got there. One thing I've learned to do with offering massages to str8 guys is to not get too bogged down with asking for stats or pics. They're usually quite nervous and on the DL. They are usually quite hesitant to share too much information. Since my main concern is their dick and their cum, so I really don't care too much about stats, age or looks. If they're drop dead gorgeous and have a fantastic body, that's a giant plus+. But it's really all about getting some str8 sperm in my mouth. So, I really didn't know too much about any of these 3 guys until they opened the door. All I knew about this 3rd guy was that he's a married guy, in his early 40's, from San Jose, CA. Here for the CES show. He opened his door with just a white towel wrapped around his waist. He was talking on his cell phone as he opened the door. He put his index finger to his lips, giving me the "Shush" sign as he let me into his room. He slowly and carefully closed and locked the door, so it wouldn't make a sound. "Yeah, it's still going very well. Busy, busy, busy. Sales are going quite well. Today, especially. I'm bushed. Just going to grab something quick to eat and then crash. Not even going to gamble tonight. I just want to watch a little TV, then sleep. Good night, Babe. Miss you! Sleep well". And he hung up. He had obviously been chatting with his wife. He put the phone down and extended his hand for me to shake. "Hi Dave. Ryan. Thanks for coming". Ryan is a fuckin' HUNK! 6'2", probably about 190 lbs of a nicely toned body. Not overly muscular, but a very well defined and fit body. He had beautiful, hairy chest. Firm pecs, with big nipples sticking up through a carpet of redish-blond hair. His arms and legs were strong and muscular. With large, strong hands and feet. "Where do you want me." he asked? "Just lay face down along the side of the bed. Head up and feet at the foot of the bed, please", I said. Ryan dropped his towel and walked to the bed. DAMN! This was going to be fun. Ryan was not only young and good looking, he had a body that I wanted to just worship and pleasure. His 6'2" hair covered, fit body was gorgeous. And his cock was large and mouth watering. He was definitely gifted in the cock department. His large hands and feet should have given me a clue. Ryan's cock even soft was huge. And below that hung a set of oversized balls. All covered in his ginger-blond pubic hair. He positioned himself on the bed as I undressed. I oiled up his body and began to work on his shoulders and neck. I was going to take my time on Ryan. He was gorgeous and a beautiful body that I wanted to worship and pleasure as long as I could. I worked slow on his back, working my way down to his ass. I spent a long time massaging his ass, then down to his thighs and calves. I worked his inner thigh, brushing my fingers against his balls. Then back down his legs to his feet. I wanted to give Ryan my "full treatment". I had no more guys scheduled. So, I wanted to make this last. I began to massage his huge feet. He began to sigh. Cool, I could now tell he was really enjoying this. I got on my knees at the end of the bed and really did some good work on his feet and toes. His sighs got louder as I worked on his feet. Then I worked back up his legs, spending more time on his ass. Now, he was being more vocal. He was slowly and slightly grinding his crotch as I slid my fingers into his asscrack and across his asshole. I had him just where I wanted him. But, I decided to tease him a bit longer, so I didn't try to lick his ass. I wanted to keep him in suspense as to what direction this massage was going to go? I worked back up to his shoulders, then asked him to turn over. Ryan slowly flipped onto his back. BINGO! His cock had fully hard and it stuck straight up. Damn! It was impressive. He had to have about 8" of cut cock, with a large, mushroom head. It was really thick and sprang up as he flipped over. I worked on his chest. Giving some special attention to his nipples, that hardened to my touch. His cock would bounce as I played with his hard nipples. I massaged down his chest and abs. As my fingers got close to his cock it would bounce. I had him just where I wanted him. But I was going to tease him more. I wasn't going to take hold of his cock yet. I worked down to his crotch and massaged all around his cock. I'd let the back of my hand and my arms brush against his cock as I worked the area. But that's all. I worked his inner thighs. My fingers would press hard into that pleasure spot just under his balls. He would softly groan and arch his back as my fingers played in that area. My fingers would go over his large balls, but not grab them. I quickly worked down his legs. Massaging his feet again. My own cock was now hard. As I worked back up his legs, I pressed my hard cock against the bottom of his foot. He pressed his foot back against my cock. Moving his toes on my hard cock. Then I moved to his side and worked my hands back to his crotch. Precum was oozing from his rock hard cock. After a few moments of massaging around his cock, I finally wrapped my fingers around his cock and began to stroke it. I squeezed some oil onto his cock and stroked the length of it. Now, he let out a big breath. That was what he was waiting for. He moaned as I slowly stroked him. Then I leaned forward and licked the precum from his cock. I opened my mouth and took as much as I could of his cock into it. I sucked down as far as I could take him down my throat. "Slide over", I said to him. He scooted over into the center of the King Sized Bed. I climbed up onto the bed and crawled between his legs. I began to suck his monster cock. It was so long and thick, I couldn't get too much of it down my throat. But I did the best I could. I licked his shaft. Then began to lick and suck his giant balls. He groaned. Then I put my hands under his thighs and lifted up. He knew what I wanted. He lifted his legs to his chest and gave me a good view and access to his puckered asshole. I licked it. He groaned. I dove in and slid my tongue into his asshole. He groaned louder. I wanted to enjoy this. I licked, flicked and tongue fucked his ass for several minutes. He was loving it. He began to stroke his cock as I ate his hole. "Get on your knees. Back up to the edge of the bed. I want to get in deeper", I said to him, as I jumped off the bed and grabbed my poppers and lube from my supply kit. I knelt at the edge of the bed and I dropped to my knees, with my face at his ass. I spread his ass cheeks and again dove my tongue up into his hole. I took some giant sniffs of poppers and ate his ass for close to 5 minutes. He was moaning, groaning and grinding his ass on my face. I'd have to occasionally come up for air. I'd take more whiffs of poppers and go back to rimming his ass. Finally, I came up for air and asked, "Do you fuck"? "Never done it to a guy", he said. "Would you like to fuck me", I asked? Silence. Oh, shit. Had I gone too far? "Yeah. I'll fuck you. Got a condom", he asked? Damn! I do carry condoms with me, in case they insist. But I of course want it bare. "Yeah. I've got a condom", I said. I was willing to have him wear a condom if it meant that he would fuck me with that beauty. I jumped off the bed and grabbed a condom from my kit. "I'll kneel where you are. Stand behind me", I said. He jumped off the bed as I opened the condom and rolled it onto his cock. Thankfully, I was prepared with a magnum sized condom for him. He needed it. I lubed up his condom covered cock. I normally only like to use spit as lube. But with a condom, I needed a lot of lube. I lubed up my ass. I knelt on the edge of the bed as he stepped up behind me. He quickly put his cockhead to my hole and slipped up into me in one, quick thrust. DAMN! It burned sliding up into me. I opened the bottle of poppers and sniffed deeply. He was not giving me any chance to adjust to his monster cock in me. I sniffed and sniffed the brown bottle as he grabbed me around the waist and pumped into me. My ass soon adjusted to his cock and it was feeling great as he fucked me. He was showing no mercy as he slammed deeply into me. He started to pull completely out of me, then slam back into me. Ryan had been fucking me hard and deep for about 5 minutes. Then I heard him say...."Fuck!", as he stepped back. "The condom broke", he said. I had used silicone lube, not water based. It had dissolved the condom. "Yeah. I felt it break quite awhile ago", I said. "Damn!", he said. "You got another condom?" "No. But you've been fucking me raw for 5 minutes. Just keep fucking me", I said. He was silent for a few moments as he thought about the dilemma. I did have another condom in my kit. But I wanted him raw in me. Finally, I heard him pull the remainder of the broken condom off and toss it onto the bedside table. I slipped off the bed and onto my knees. I took his hard cock in my mouth and began to suck it. He again groaned in pleasure. I sucked for a minute of two. Then without saying anything, I climbed back on the bed and knelt at the edge of the bed. "Fuck me", I said. Ryan stepped behind me and slid his now raw cock up into me in one thrust. "Ahhh........." he moaned as his bare cock slid all the way into my ass. He now slowly pulled his cock almost out of me, then slowly back into me, balls deep. He was loving the feeling of his raw cock inside of me. Skin on skin. Soon his pace quickened and he was back to slamming in me. His body slapping against me as he rammed his monster cock into me. I was sniffing poppers as I tightened my ass around his cock. Soon, he let out a growl and slammed deeply into me. Holding his cock there, his cock began to throb in my ass as his balls emptied their load into my gut. "Fuck! Damn! Holy Shit!", he'd growl as his body shook in orgasm. I continued to squeeze my ass. Milking his cock as he emptied into my hole. He slowly pulled out of me and stepped into his bathroom. I heard water running in his sink as he washed off his cock that had just been in my ass. I dressed. Then he came out. "Wow, buddy!". "I wasn't expecting that. I've let a couple of guys blow me. But, I've never fucked a guy. That felt amazing!", he said. "Glad you liked it. How long are you in town", I asked? "Leaving early Monday morning", he said. "Well, you've got my number. Text me if you want to fuck again, before you go", I said. "Mmmmm...", he said with a smile as he opened the door for me. "I may do that", he said as he patted my ass on my way out the door. Damn! I hope he texts or calls me. I want that raw dick in me again. We'll see???
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The past few days I have been bred by three different "straight" married guys who are visiting family for Christmas and Hanukkah and fucked a DL college student who is at his girlfriend's house for winter break. Two of the married and the college kid came to my place "running errands" and the the third married guy fucked me in his in-laws' garage. I noticed CL and MH have both had numerous similar posts of visitors looking for some DL action. Is it just the stress of the holidays or just "straight" men looking to play with someone they hope not to run into again? Whatever the reason I am having a great time. Anyone else having a surge of holiday visitors?
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Part 1 He was one of the few straight guys I sold to and definitely the hotest. His name was Troy and he was 19. And at 6'2", lean 190 pounds, blond hair and blue eyes he was the next door AF/frat boy type. He had a scholarship at the local university, but lost it over the summer for some infraction (probably drugs). He was mostly doing weed and coke, until a girl he picked up one night introduced him to Tina. He loved fucking on Tina and developed a nice habit. That's where I came into the picture. She introduced Troy to me so that he could get his own supplies. Soon he was hitting me up on a regular basis, but always seemed to be short on cash. Now, I am an entrepreneur. I have several "businesses' I run in addition to selling the best shit on campus. One of my businesses is a video web site where guys show off (either solo or couple). I knew he needed cash and started to plant the seed in his brain at how much cash he could make in one night. The conversation wnet like this: Me: "If you need cash I have a way you can make $100 a night easy." Troy: "I'm not seeling drugs!" Me: "Nothing like that, I have a web site that features hot guys like you that show off for viewers all over the world." Troy: "I aint doing anything gay, I'm not a fog." Me: "You don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with, but I will tell you the more you please your viewers the better tips you might get. I have a couple guys that clear close to a grand in one night." Troy: "I'll think about it." Me: "There's a special, secret viewing for those hot boys who like to blow clouds and stroke for the customer." I knew I had him thinking as I gave him a small supply of Tina for the night. It was enough to cloud his brain and when he wanted more without any means to pay for it I would have him. Sure enough by the next morning I got a text from him asking for more Tina. He and a girl he hung out with went through what he had in a few hours. He had no cash on hand and I brought up our discussion from a few hours earlier. I could tell he was in desperate need as he agreed to do the web site if I fronted him some Tina. I had him! He came over to where the video was broadcasted and I presented a contract for him to sign. He signed it without reading (what a dumb jock) and I gave him a teener of T. I informed him that he was to be back at the studio the next night around 8 pm to be prepared and given instructions. The next night he showed 5 minutes late (better late than never) and he was given a razor and instructed to trim or shave his balls, ass and chest. He was then led to a bathroom (which had a number of concealed cameras) where he proceeded to shave his entire body hair off. When he returned he was shown to his private room and told to show off for the viewers while chatting with them. I reminded him the more he would do for them he might get some tips. He spent the next 8 hours on camera stoking his coke (a nice coke actually, too bad by the time I'm done with him he won't really get to use it. By the end of the night he had received very few tips and only made $150. He was disappointed and asked "Do you have any suggestions how I could make more money. I lost viewers as the night went on." I asked him "Would you let another guy suck your dick? I know that would get you more viewers. They'd love to see a straight jock sucked off. I'd even up your base to $150 plus tips." Troy siad h "I need to think about that, when do I go on again?" I let him know he has a week to decide. The following week when he returned, hungry for some smoke made his decision easy. He agreed to have another guy suck his cock. I made sure he had plenty of G laced Gatorade (since it would help hide the taste) and plenty of Tina for them both to smoke. I knew with all those factors I might get him to do more. I had paired him up with Tommy, who was actually one of my vers/top studs and also HIV+! This session went better then his first session. He let the Tommy play with his cock and eventually give him a blow job while paying some attention to licking his taint and a few licks to his hole. As the night progress Tommy made sure that Troy smoked a lot of Tina. Troy started to get offers ($$) to blow Tommy. The first offer was $50 to which Troy politely replied that he was straight and didn't suck dick. The viewers questioned Troy on his sexuality and he continued to tell them that he was in deed straight. The offerd began to get better until the final one (prompted by me) came in offering him $500 to give Tommy a blow job to completion. I saw Troy's eye go wide at that offer and he thought this over. It was apparent that Troy was having dificulties getting hard as Tommy was still playing with his Tina dick. Tommy let Troy know that if they were going to make some serious cash they needed some action. I added to the fire with my private chat to them to get the action on before we lose any viewers and I lose money!! Tommy helped guide Troy's head to his crotch as Troy gave in knowing he needed to perform. He reluctantly began to suck Tommy's growing cock as he produced ample amounts of precum. Soon Tommy had Troy's mouth fully on his 9" cock as he he paid a little attention to Troys ass. Troy was lost in his attempt to suck cock for the first time he barely noticed Tommy work a finger coated in Tina laced lube into his hole. Troy was starting to get plesure from the attention to his ass while he attempted to suck his first cock. Tommy took his time as he added more lube and eventually a nice size shard of Tina to Troy's hole. Troy began to moan around Tommy's cock as more fingers were added to his hungry hole. When Tommy had worked a second shard inside Troy along with 3 fingers Troy was definitely entering slut mode when he asked Tommy "Oh god bro, that was feeling great, will you put your fingers back inside me." Tommy was perfect, "You want something in your straight, jock ass bro? How about my cock? Would you like me to slip my cock inside your ass?" Troy attempted to deny his fate, "Bro, I'm straight. I don't get fucked by guys" as he continued to suck Tommy's cock. Tommy pushed Troy down as far as he'd go onto his cock and asked "Do straight boy's like you suck cock? I know you want cock in your hole, it's hungry for me to breed it." Troy was completely defeated as he never let Troy's cock out of his mouth and shook his 'yes' letting Tommy know that he was accepting his fate. Tommy moved between Troy's legs positioning his bare cock at the jock's virgin hole. I made sure to get a close up of Troy's face on a split screen as Tommy's cock began to make its way where no man had ever been before. When Tommy's head breached the outer ring, there was a look of confusion on Troy's face. But as he slowly sank the full length into the Jock's ass the look turned to one of pure pleasure and desire. Tommy sank in balls deep as the Troy moaned out "Oh, fuck yeah!" Then he pulled out a bit and began to slowly initiate our former straight jock to the joys of man on man sex. With Tommy's abilities (and a little bit of Tina) he fucked Troy bast the time their show was supposed to end giving him 6 dirty poz loads of cum, and bringing this jock one step closer to being a gay porn star.
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CLICK. The door slowly swings open inward, and I step into the apartment. Slipping the key back into the pocket of my shorts, I look around furtively as I close the door behind me, as quietly as possible. Good - no lights on, no sign of anyone here, I think with relief. When your buddy is the superintendent of a huge apartment building on the wrong side of town, you can get away with all kinds of shit. Tom clues me in on when his residents are away, gives me his copy of their key, and I grab whatever I can. He gets a third of the profits, since he's not taking as much of a risk as I am. He says this apartment belongs to a guy who lives alone. Seems like kind of a shy, nerdy type. Works some kind of IT job, keeps to himself. I don't ask too many questions - sounds like an easy target to me. If by chance he's there when I hit his place I'm sure I can clock him and get away before he has a chance to get at me. I pass the kitchen and head for the living room. Nothing promising here - books, TV, desktop computer. No laptop or iPad, nothing small and easy to grab. I decide to check the bedroom and circle back if there's nothing there. Suddenly there's a loud SMACK and the back of my head explodes in pain. Stunned, I drop to my knees. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?!" I turn to look behind me and I'm immediately greeted by a fist to the right side of my face. I hit the floor. A strong pair of hands grabs me - one under my arm, and the other around my neck - and lifts me off the floor, and I get a good look at him for the first time. He's shorter than me - looks about 5'5" - wearing the typical IT guy uniform of khakis, a short sleeve dress shirt and tie, and glasses. Brown hair, weathered face, looks to be about 40. But holy shit, his chest and arms are bulging against his shirt. Fucking Tom...he didn't tell me the guy was a little fucking beast, I think. "You breaking in here to steal some shit? Huh? ANSWER ME, you fucking punk!" Still reeling from two quick blows to the head, I say nothing. I'm unsteady on my feet as it is, and his hand is crushing my windpipe. I'm seeing stars as I start to go down again. "No one fucking breaks into my place and gets away with it." He wrenches me around by the arm and hurls me backward over the back of the sofa. "ANSWER ME YOU LITTLE ASSHOLE! What the fuck are you doing in here??" His face is right in mine, so much so that his spit is all over my face. He eases his grip on my neck. "You're in here to steal my stuff, aren't you? Thought you could get away with it?" I stutter "Y- yeah." He grins wickedly. "Well too fucking bad for you that I caught you!! Now you're going to pay for it!" He grabs both arms and flips me over, so I'm flung face down over the back of his sofa. He pins both of my hands behind my back with one hand. I realize he's incredibly fucking strong, and even if I wasn't likely concussed he would have been able to overpower me pretty quickly in a fight. But despite knowing this, instinct kicks in, and I struggle against his grip, twisting my arms in an effort to free my hands and trying vainly to gain my balance enough to kick him in the nuts. "Oh no you don't!!" With his free hand, he smacks me across the back of the head again. Then he lands a blow to my right side, near my kidney. It completely takes the wind out of me. Suddenly, to my shock, he grabs the waistband of my gym shorts and rips them down to my knees in one quick motion. I'm left in just a t-shirt and my briefs. What the fuck is he doing, I panic in my brain. "You're nothing but a fucking punk bitch, and I'm going to put you in your goddamn place." SMACK. His open hand lands a sharp blow across my right ass cheek. I yowl in pain - it stings like a motherfucker. Before I have time to catch my breath, he lands another one. And another. And another. He alternates at random between my left and right ass cheeks. I pray to god the pain will lessen, but instead the more he spanks my ass, the more each blow stings. Tears are running hot and salty down my face as I scream. "OW! Stop it - OW! FUCK! GODDAMN YOU SICK BASTARD!" I hear him laugh. "Too late for that dumbass, you should have thought twice before breaking into my fucking apartment!" The spanking goes on for what seems like an hour - relentless blow after blow. I've never felt pain like this before. Finally, he pulls me up into a standing position using just the hand that's pinning my wrists to my back. The leverage wrenches both of my shoulders, which hurts like hell. I'm in pain, breathless and with my gym shorts and briefs around my ankles. I'm next to helpless. "You are in more trouble than you fucking know, punk. I've had a shitty fucking day and now you've given me every fucking reason to take it all out on you." He drags me, stumbling and dizzy, into the bedroom. He throws me down on the bed. I have enough of my wits to try rolling off the other side to put some distance between us - maybe I can get away from this fucking lunatic before I end up in pieces in a dumpster. But it doesn't work. He's too quick and too strong. He grabs my left leg and without me even realizing how he did it, it's tied to the bed frame using the necktie he was wearing. I try to yank my leg free but I can't. Before I know it, he's got me tied down, spread eagled and helpless, on his bed. He grins wickedly. "Fuck yeah, this is going to be fun." He opens the drawer of his nightstand and pulls out a jackknife. Oh god, he's going to kill me, I think. He turns to me and in one quick motion, slices through the front of my t-shirt, and then through the sleeves. The back side of the blade is cold as it passes over the skin of my upper arms. He rips the t-shirt off and out from under me. "What are you going to do?" I finally manage to stammer. "If you're going to kill me-" He laughs again. He reaches over and twists my left nipple. I gasp in pain. "Don't worry about that. I'm not a fucking killer. But trust me, what I have in mind is much more fun. To me, anyway." He then cuts easily through my gym shorts and briefs, still around my splayed-out legs, and pulls them off. He goes through my pocket and takes out my phone. Grabbing my hand, he forces my finger against the scanner and it unlocks. "Hmm, let's see .... Facebook ... in a relationship with Katie ... oh, and looks like we have mom and dad on here too, is that right?" "Y- yeah," I respond. He chuckles and points the camera at me. "They are going to love seeing this." He snaps a picture of my naked body, obscenely stretched out on this strange man's bed. "NO! Please, stop, don't do this!" "No? Then stop me. Oh wait, you can't!" He's right and I know it. He laughs again, throwing my phone on his nightstand. He climbs up on the bed, straddling my chest, and puts his forearm against my neck. "I'm going to have a little fun with you, and you're going to fucking do as you're goddamn told. And if you don't, these pics are going on Facebook for everyone to fucking see. Or I might just call the police, who knows...see how much fun you have in a prison cell. You understand, you fucking punk?" "I- I- " "Fuck it, I don't care if you don't." He backhands me hard across the face. He climbs off and starts to strip. He rips his shirt off so quick he loses a button. I realize he's fucking ripped...not the easy target I thought he was. His belt comes off next. He sets it on the nightstand, and then drops his khakis and boxers. Oh my fucking god, I realize with a shock. This sick fucker is going to rape me. His cock looks enormous to me - thick, long and uncut. It's stiffening up really fast as he steps out of his pants and boxers. Before I can recover enough to say a word, he climbs up on the bed again, straddles my face, and slaps my mouth with his dick. "Open that fucking mouth and suck my dick," he orders. My lips tighten. "GODDAMNIT, WHAT DID I TELL YOU?" He backhands me across the face again. "You fucking -" I start to retort, but he backhands me again. "OPEN IT RIGHT FUCKING NOW OR I CALL THE COPS!" The shock of the blows renders me almost completely helpless, and I drop my mouth open. He shoves his cock down my throat in one quick thrust. It's the most disgusting thing I've ever experienced. The salty taste of his dick and his precum makes me nauseous, and the pressure of his cockhead against the back of my throat makes me gag. He ignores this and pushes in harder. His fat rod slides into the opening of my throat, and I feel my stomach wretch. His balls are resting against my chin and my nose is buried in his bush. I can smell his sweat and musk, and it's revolting. He starts fucking my mouth, and it's horrible. I'm gagging, coughing, unable to breathe. Tears running down my face. I feel so violated and humiliated. It seems endless. Finally he gets bored. He climbs off and opens his nightstand again. "On to the main event." He pulls out a bottle of lube, a rag and a little brown bottle. I realize what's about to happen. "No, please, no, don't do this, I'll do anything- " "Shut the fuck up, you little cunt." He reaches down and smacks my balls, hard. The pain is too much, and I black out. When I come to, he's untied my legs from the footboard, and tied them to the headboard, with my knees up against my chest. I become aware of a pressure against my hole, and I look down and see his fucking sadistic grin. He's kneeling between my legs, his huge fucking boner throbbing, with a finger against the outside of my asshole, and it's slick with lube. "No, please, no," I moan. "Too late for that, bitch. You're gonna take my cock like the good fucking little bitch you are." His finger presses into my hole. I clench against it, and it feels like I'm being torn apart. It's a stinging, ripping pain, and I scream. "Tense up like that and it's just going to hurt more. Not that I care, I'm gonna fuck you anyway." He pulls his finger out, and starts slapping his cock against my asshole. I am so revolted by feeling another man's cock on my whole, I almost throw up. "Dude, please, you don't have to do this..." He laughs again. "You didn't have to break into my apartment, asshole. But you did." He reaches over for the rag and the brown bottle. He opens the bottle and pours a good amount of liquid onto the rag, and then presses it over my face. It burns, and the sharp chemical smell is extremely unpleasant. I try to hold my breath but I can't. When I inhale, the fumes go to my head and I feel a warm, sickening headrush. I feel like I'm about to pass out again, and my legs go limp. Without realizing it, my tightly clenched hole relaxes. Then he rams his cock hard into my hole, and all I can feel is the pain. Again and again he pulls all the way out, penetrating my hole over and over. Each time it feels like being stabbed all over again. It's the most painful, violating experience of my life, and I'm sick to my stomach knowing what's happening. He leans into each painful thrust. He's putting all his weight into each one, his hands on either side of my torso. That fucking sick, twisted grin of his makes me wish I could punch him in the face. He's working up a sweat and it's dripping from his forehead all over my face and chest. "Oh yeah, that's a nice tight fucking punk ass," he growls. "Glad I caught you." "Fuck you, you sick fucking pervert," I roar. I spit in his face. He immediately backhands me across the face again. "You are going to fucking regret that." He grabs my throat again and tightens his grip as he fucks me harder and faster. My vision starts to go fuzzy as he chokes me. Fuck, I'm gonna die with a dick up my ass, I think. Finally he releases my throat. "Oh fuck yes, I'm getting close. You're gonna take my fucking load, you worthless little faggot. I'm gonna breed your useless straight punk ass, and you're going to thank me for going easy on you." He pounds my chest with his fist, and then cruelly twists my nipple. I howl in pain...which seems to send him over the edge. "OH FUCK YEAAAAH!" he roars. With one final thrust he buries his cock deep into me. I can feel it throb inside me, and there's a sudden gush of warmth and wetness. I've never felt it before, but I know it's his cum, and it grosses me out so much I finally turn my head to one side and throw up all over his bed. He pulls out and climbs down off me. "Look at this, you fucking whore," he growls. I look and I see his still-hard cock, coated with what looks like mucus and cum...and streaks of what I realize is my blood. "Yeah, take a good look...I fucking popped your bitch ass cherry. Fucked you raw and bloody. You should be grateful you got your cherry popped by a real man." He undoes the knots holding me to the bed, and I feel the blood rush back into my hands and feet. "Now I'm going to shower off, and you're going to fucking clean up this mess, and get the fuck out of here. The bedroom door locks from the outside so don't even think about trying to get out." He walks out of the room, slamming the door behind him. I hear the unmistakeable rattle of a hook and eye lock sliding into place. I have no choice but to obey. He already fucking raped me, why make him any madder? I climb off the bed, every part of my body aching from the abuse I just took. As I stand up, I feel a warm wet trickle down the back of my ballsack, and I realize it's his cum...and most likely, my blood. I start stripping the sheets off his bed and throwing them in a pile. I realize he left his clothes on the floor, and my curiosity is piqued by a piece of paper I see sticking out of the pocket of his khakis. I slip it out of the pocket and read it... PATIENT: Christopher Rollins DOB: 5/19/1973 DATE OF VISIT: November 20, 2016 REASON FOR VISIT: New HIV infection HPI: Pt is a 43 year old gay male who was seen last week for routine HIV/STD screening. He returns to the office today because 4th gen HIV Ag/Ab testing was positive. This is his first positive test. A viral load was run on the sample he provided last week, and a viral load of 137,000 copies/mL suggests a relatively recent infection. Today we discussed starting HAART, pending results of a genotype / resistance analysis, which should be resulted in the next 3 - 4 weeks. Pt is coping well with the diagnosis. He was instructed to abstain from sexual intercourse at this time, as a high viral load indicates that he is extremely infectious at this time. Pt aware of the above and understands all instructions.
