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Closeted, married, straight/bi (currently) neg traveling biz guy looking to be poz converted. Chasing til I’m poz If you are unmediated, toxic, and/or full blown... message me on Twitter, kik, Wk: timsonbb Thanks
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I am straight but I have a fantastic time playing with certain things and people becomes fun
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My first attempt at a story plus English isn't my first language, so please have some patience with me: ‐-------------‐--- Part 1: After 10 years of practice as a general practitioner, I decided to widen the scope of my services to interesting group of people with a particular fetish - the so-called bug chasers. You see, I'm your ordinary MD, 36 y.o., 145 lbs at 6'0", skinny, slightly muscular build, brown hair and green eyes. Of course I couldn't legally operate the business and announce my services in official medical boards and bulletins. Instead, I started offering my services on various hard-core BDSM and bug-chasing web sites, offering both office and home visits to my clients. Having the virus for 3 years now and being, at blood type 0 the universal donor, I am always ready for assistance to those in need for a conversion. My first call of the day was a home visit to a desperate wife, age 30, whose man, now 32, was HIV+ for one year now, and since she was still negative and remained so after his results came back, was now more and more desperate, after their sex life was getting less and less frequent and satisfying and she was reacting particularly bad to the PrEP, he to the HIV medication. After some counselling in which she voiced her strong desire she can't live without him and want to share his fate, I advised her that we can infect her with one or two strains of the virus as fast as possible, so that the progress of the disease will match each others, quoting the possibility of double strain infection that we can attain by injecting her with just a tiny bit of his husband's blood (though blood type incompatible) if mine was not strong enough. After getting through all the risks and outcomes of such a decision and getting her consent once again, I sit on the bed close to her, put up her sleeve, choked her arm with the rubber band I took from my medical bag together with the still sterile and capped injection set, placed it into a tray next to her, took out the alcohol and a swab, swabbed her arm veins, uncapped the point, pricked myself and drew around 2ml of my blood, found her vein, asked her for one last time and, seeing her nod and looking into her eyes for one last time, inserted the blood red needle into her vein and pushed the plunger. I withdrew the needle, put the cotton and band aid to the injection site, raised her hand slightly and undid the rubber band. She reported a slight second burning sensation, which I commented as normal, repeated in short the likely future of her case and made an appointment for her HIV test in two weeks, just in case she will be asymptomatic. I had to hide my raging hard on I get from thinking about spreading our ranks. Before two weeks time, she called me into my office to report a particularly bad case of flu symptoms. A week after her Elisa test, I was happy to inform her about her new acquired status. End of Part 1.
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My hands tapped anxiously on the steering wheel as I pulled off the motorway. I had met Josh through myCircle.tv a few weeks earlier. I had originally hoped to find a girl to hook up with (or at least fool around with), but alas, it was almost entirely guys on there. Luckily, Josh and I had come across each other and both talked about how we hadn't been laid in months. He lived several hours away, his roommate was gone for the weekend, so I suggested we get together and watch porn. He instantly agreed and gave me his address. I was a bit nervous, unsure of what to expect. I had only masturbated once before with another guy, I was much younger then, and even then it had only been once. We hadn't really talked about it, just kind of skirting around the subject. From the way he had talked, he seemed at least open to the idea, but I couldn't be completely sure. I had brought the few porn movies I owned; that I had bought in a porn shop a few years ago in Amsterdam, and a third that I had downloaded from the Internet. Josh had said he had a few movies, so I figured we were set. With some difficulty and nervousness, I finally arrived at the address. I knocked on the door and waited. After a few moments, Josh opened the door and invited me in. He was shorter than me, maybe 5' 9" compared to my 6' 1", but he was leaner than me, his muscles more well defined. He was wearing shorts and a white t-shirt. He showed me around his place and we finally sat down on the couch in the living room, the middle cushion empty between us. After a few awkward moments of silence, I suggested we start watching some porn. We started with one of Josh's movies. It was pretty good, got me nice and hard. We made small chit-chat about the movie, how hot the porn was, how hot and sexy it had been, etc. Josh was rubbing his dick through his shorts and I could see a pretty sizeable bulge there. He caught me eyeing him, but didn't say anything. His eyes went down to my crotch, where my own hard-on was pressing against my jeans. "Dan, I can't believe I'm so hard already," Josh said. "It usually takes me a few minutes to get warmed up." I suggested that maybe that we hadn't been laid in such a long time due to the lockdown it wouldn't take as much to get us aroused. "I just didn't want you to think I was getting turned on by you, or something," Josh murmured. "I figured you'd kick my ass because you thought I was coming on to you." I laughed. "Nah, it's cool. I'm hard as a rock too." "Really?" Josh leaned over and looked closely, pretending he hadn't glanced at it earlier. I adjusted my hips up to put maximum pressure on my jeans, making the bulge as big as possible. He kept his eyes focused on it for a good minute or two, during which I absent-mindedly rubbed my cock. Josh did the same. As the next movie played and before the first scene ended, Josh was now looking down at my crotch every few seconds, almost more than he was looking at the TV. I could tell he wanted to start stroking but was too shy to do so. In an uncharacteristically bold move on my part (I'm normally pretty reserved), I said, "Well Josh, I need to get off." The words hung in the air, unanswered for a moment. "Yeah, me too," he finally replied. He slid his hand into his shorts and began to awkwardly stroke his dick, not even unbuttoning his shorts first. "Well you can do it that way, but I'm gonna do mine out in the open." I stood up and took off my shirt. Without a moment's hesitation, Josh stood up and did the same. We stood there, looking at each other shirtless. My boldness suddenly evaporated as I waited for Josh to pull his shorts off. "Well are you going to do it?" I asked. "You first." I paused. "How about at the same time?" I offered. He considered for a moment. "Alright." "On three. One, two, three." We both dropped them at the same time and immediately stared at one another's cocks. His looked about the same length as mine, maybe a hair shorter, but definitely thicker. His balls hung low and were surprisingly big, but then again, so was his dick. We didn't say anything and just sat back down on the couch and began stroking. The TV might as well have been blank, because we were watching each other. A minute later, Josh leaned over the side of the couch and pulled out a bottle of oil. He poured some out on his dick and rubbed it in. He asked if I wanted any. I said I did. Now it was Josh's turn to be bold. He leaned over and squirted it on to my dick and then, without even asking, he gripped my cock firmly and stroked me, spreading out the oil nice and evenly. Once he was satisfied that it was on evenly, he gave my dick one final, slow, and agonizingly pleasurable jerk and let go. He went back to stroking his own dick, while I tried to catch up with what the hell just happened. Not to be outdone, I said, "You missed a spot." I began stroking his dick, not even bothering with the pretense that I was spreading lube on it. He scooted over on the couch, the sides of our asses and legs touching now. He began stroking my dick while I jerked his. It was incredible. We were both not experienced, but we both new what to do and it felt so good and so right. Josh was giving me a better handjob than most women I would normally hook up. It was feeling so epic. I started to notice that Josh's dick was getting a bit softer. I assumed it was because he was focused on me and I wasn't doing a very good job, but it was so hard to concentrate with him jerking me off. Eventually I just relaxed my arm and twisted my lower body to give him better access. He kept on, gripping my cock with just the right firmness, moving at just the right speed. After only a few minutes, I came. My cock exploded, shooting a huge spurt of cum up Josh's arm, all the way to his bicep. Most of my cum wound up on his hand and arm, but Josh didn't seem to mind. After I caught my breath, Josh stood up to get a towel. His flaccid, but still sizable dick hung down, and I saw that his stomach and groin were covered in cum. Confused, I looked at the hand I'd been stroking him with, and it, too, was covered in cum. I'd been so into Josh's jacking me off, that I didn't even noticed he'd cum! After we cleaned ourselves up, we went into the kitchen and got some lunch. There was something really erotic about going about things casually, even though we had just jerked each other off and were still completely nude. We eventually went back into the living and resumed our activities. We wound up jerking each other three or four more times, each time getting a bit more adventurous and trying different positions, holding our cocks together and rubbing them which felt amazing we both agreed, playing with each other's balls also,etc. Later in the day, after we had once again recuperated and were watching yet another porn movie but one with bi influence, Josh asked me if it would freak me out if he could give me head. I said that I wasn't really interested in giving him head (it seemed like a step too far for me), but I told him he was free to suck mine if he wanted to. I figured he would say forget it, but to my surprise, Josh immediately leaned over and began sucking me off. He was actually really pretty good at it, good enough that I wondered later if he'd ever done it before. Regardless, he licked and sucked my cock, hitting the right spots at the right times. His hands cradled my balls, massaging them gently. He couldn't take my dick in very far, but he definitely made the most of what he could do. I stroked his dick with one free hand while he blew me. It didn't take long before I had to cum again, and though I figured I had already cum so much that day that there wasn't much left, I still gave him the courtesy two-minute warning. He kept right on sucking. Not sure that he heard me, I repeated myself, this time louder, "I'm going to cum!" Josh didn't even pause. I came into his mouth, shooting more than I would have thought possible, nearly as much as I had the first time earlier that day. Josh sat up, wiping his mouth. "I'd always wondered what cum tastes like." "And? I asked" He shook his head. "Nasty, sweet, sticky and also salty." I laughed and he got up to get some water. When Josh came back, I had changed my mind. I leaned over and immediately began sucking him. I ran my lips up and down his shaft, sliding my tongue on the underside of his dick, just beneath the head. I had no idea what I was doing and before I could even get the hang of it, he was cumming. Not wanting to swallow, I pulled his cock out of my mouth, and just in time. I hadn't even stroked it once and his cock begun spurting out a ton of white hot cum all over both our stomachs, groins, and my face. "How did you cum that much? You've gotten off like five times today!" "Dan, you came just as much he laughed." Thoroughly exhausted, we both lounged around for awhile and watched TV, still nude. As night fell we both agreed that we had enjoyed our first Jerk off buddy experience, I got dressed and left to head home. We both agreed we wanted to get together again very soon but that is another story....
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A few days earlier I turned 18, and this was the first night when I didn't have anything planned, so I did a quick Google search for porn and starting watching a few good videos online. I saw quite a variety: black on white, college dudes raw, older on younger, etc. Then an ad popped up claiming I could hook up with people in the area, so I clicked on it and read of a newly-opened bathhouse which was all of a twenty minute drive from my house. I debated with myself for a second before I gained the courage to stand up, thinking 'Fuck it', grabbed my keys and walked downstairs, only to cross paths with my Mom, who asked "Hey Jacob, where you going so late?" Of course I lied, explaining "Oh just. Nate said he needed someone to study with for his big exam tomorrow so I'm gonna go help him." "All right," Mom replied, adding "just be home before 1:00." She gave me a kiss on the cheek and sent me off. I couldn't believe I was actually gonna drive to a bathhouse and see if there was anyone there willing to fuck me. Of course I had been fucked by guys before, but mostly just guys in my high school who were around the same age as me, but now I was 18 was determined to check-out the bathhouse. Holy fuck I was excited. On the drive over I played some sex songs on my phone, and when I arrived at the place I parked, and sat for a minute in the parking lot, gathering my nerves. But after a minute or so I thought 'Well, it's now or never', and into the bathhouse I went. Walking through the door, I immediately confronted a cashier who took one look at me and said "All right. I need to see your ID, kid. There's no way you're older than 16." "Hey, I just turned 18," I retorted, handing him my driver's license. "Oh, so it seems," the cashier replied. "Okay, $20.00, please." "Wait, I didn't see on the site that there was a fee." "Well, there is, but I'll waive it just this time. Happy birthday bud," as he handed me a pouch containing condoms, lube and a key to a room and then buzzed me in. A smile crossed his face as he called-out after me, "Have fun kid." I waved at him and smiled awkwardly as I entered a dimly lit room and took a few laps in their maze. I walked by a few older men, some young ones and even a couple that had around the same build as me. Most of them looked my way, but I was fully dressed so they resumed their respective conversations. I walked until I found my room. I unlocked it and saw a nice big bed, with a locker close by and a TV on which some porn was playing. There was also a little bowl full of condoms and lube, which was nice. I undressed down to my briefs and wrapped a towel around my waist. I sat on the bed and watched some porn until I had a good bulge going. Rubbing my cock I started thinking about the night. I had a nice, average seven inch dick with neatly groomed pubic hair and what some have called a lean swimmer's build. I also looked pretty young since I am pretty young. I didn't think it was gonna be so hard to find some guys who would want to play. I knew I wanted to bottom for at least one guy, and if I felt adventurous, maybe try it with two. I also thought it might be fun to try role playing, and so I came up with a story that I thought would be hot to act out. When I leaked a little bit of precum I figured it was time to walk out. I figured since I didn't take off my briefs I didn't have to take the towel out so I through it on the bed and grabbed my keys. I walked out in the hall and started doing some laps around again. I turned a couple corners and saw at least nine guys in the hall. Most were somewhat older than my age, some out of shape, some in excellent shape. They turned my way and one even spanked my ass when I walked by them. I heard them talk about how my ass bounced off his hand when I turning the corner and how that would make for a sweet little fuck. I blushed but kept walking until I found a bench near a porn movie and took a seat. I was massaging my cock when a gentleman approached, his towel wrapped around his waist. Looking him over, my eyes were immediately drawn to his chest - his hard, furry pecs and his big arms. He was so masculine I could just melt. Then he spoke. Hunk: "Hey there bud, just starting your night?" Jacob (stammering): "Yeah I just got here a few minutes ago." Hunk (smiling): "Well hey, are you here for what I think you're here for?" Jacob: "Uh-I dunno." Hunk: "Well what are you here for?" Jacob: "I dunno, I was curious about experimenting but I was too scared to try anything with anyone at school so I came here." Hunk: "School? How old are you?" Jacob: "I just turned 18 a couple days ago." Hunk (smiling): "Really?" Jacob: "Yeah." Hunk: "And you want to experiment tonight?" Jacob: "Well, yeah." Eddie: "Well hey, I'm Eddie. Is there any way I can help you out?" He offered me his hand, which I took. He placed it on his cock, which grew out of his towel. I wrapped my hand around his girth and stared at it. He was probably around the same length as I was, but much fatter. Jacob: "Oh gosh, I don't know. I don't know what's too big and that looks too big." Eddie (laughing): "Well I think you just dropped a hint at which part of gay sex you're curious about. You want a cock in you tonight boy?" Jacob: "Oh wow, I didn't mean, I mean, I guess, that is kinda what I want." Eddie: "I see you have a room. You wanna head to it?" Jacob: "Yeah." As I rose to my feet he gave my ass a squeeze remarking "Damn that's a firm ass. You're a hot little fuck man." We walked to my dorm, but on the way another guy stopped us commenting "Hey you two look like you're about to have fun. Mind if a third tagged along?" Eddie looked to me and replied "It's this little guy's first time, I don't know if he'd be up to take two tonight." "Well, let's ask him then. What do you say little guy? Wanna take some more cock?" I looked down at his bulge, which generally looked bigger than Eddie's, even if it wasn't absolutely clear it was as thick. It was, however, clear it was longer. I shrugged. Eddie looked disappointed but the new guy was satisfied and he introduced himself as 'Colin' also asking "So what do you mean by first time?" The three of us walked together. I explained my lie to them; that I was a straight boy, but I stumbled on a gay porn a couple weeks ago and got interested in trying it out. "How do you know you wanna try bottoming?" Colin asked. My replied "I guess because I don't know if I could get it up for topping," appeared to satisfy him as he nodded, just as the three of us approached my room, which I promptly unlocked, ushering the two men into the tiny cubicle. We walked in and closed the door behind us. I could hear some grunting from the room next to us, which definitely fueled the lust inside ours. Eddie took his towel off and officially revealed his thick dick. Colin took his shirt and towel off too and I got a good look at his body for the first time. Another nice body, but not as hard as Eddie's was. They asked how I wanted to start and I just knelt down. I hovered over Eddie's cock for a second pretending I was still unsure I wanted to do this. I eventually wrapped my lips around his cock head, which caused a moan to come from him. I went down farther and pretended to choke before trying it again. I switched to Colin and did the same thing. He grabbed my head and helped me ease it on his cock; he didn't go too fast and he wasn't too rough, but he did make me go down farther. I kept switching from Colin to Eddie for a few more minutes. They moved me into a new position, where I was 69ing on top of Eddie and Colin was behind me spreading my cheeks to rim my hole. I was still pretending like this was my first time, but my moans were not fake. I loved every second that Colin was munching on my ass while Eddie and I were inhaling each other's cock. Colin asked "How does this feel?" "It's fuckin' amazing," I involuntarily exclaimed. "Mind if I try putting in a finger?" "Hell, no, yeah try it." Spitting on my hole a couple of times, Colin pressed one of his fingers inside my ass. Even with Eddie's cock in my mouth, I managed a low moan of approval, which prompted Colin's remark "Oh fuck, what a tight ass." Eddie reminded Colin "This is his first time, so take it gently." "And happily," Colin agreed as he spat a bit more onto my hole, now inserting two fingers, which naturally elicited some additional moans on my part, especially when he began cork-screwing his fingers inside my chute. "I know I know there's some pain, but we have to do this so it'll feel better," explained Colin for my benefit as he kissed my ass and bit my cheeks between his kisses, which sent tingles throughout my entire body. "Fuck, damn," Colin burst, "Damn, this is perfect. I think I'm ready to start if you are." Without fully understanding what he had in mind I replied without hesitation "Oh gosh yeah let's try it." Eddie took my dick out of his mouth while Colin re-positioned me so I was still on my knees, just up more so he could aim his dick at my ass. Eddie resumed with the 69ing as Colin inched his cock towards my hole, taking a few seconds to remark "There's no going back straight boy. Once this enters you, your world will change." I accepted his challenge replying "I still wanna try it. Just please." I heard some rustling and I looked back to see him pulling on a condom, followed by lubing my hole with some sort of gel, which was followed by his cock head. _________________________________________________________ Note from Mister23: This got longer than I expected and I'm really tired. It was supposed to be a one-shot but I'll finish it another time.
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Crystal and I didn't fit in in our hometown of 3400 in west texas. She was chubby and awkward and really into invader zim for some reason. I was gangly and nerdy and could not relate to my peers in the least. It was less that we gravitated to one another than we were forced into a corner together. But we made the best of it lol. We commiserated and, even though we didn't really have much else in common, we were certainly horny enough to fuck each other and coupled up. In the 11th grade, we made a pact that we'd move to houston as soon as we graduated. Both of us dutifully saved as much as we could from our minimum wage jobs. We got out of there the day after graduation and got a crappy place near a bus line in the Montrose section. Our new landlord seemed charmed by use, and suitably impressed by how much we'd saved as high schoolers. Extracting much of that, we paid first and last and a deposit. Whatever. We were thrilled to be here and hit the classifieds, Craigslist, etc. I wanted an office job and applied far and wide. I didn't get much of a response, 18 and having only fast food experience. But got a few interviews and as luck would have it, I found a position just a couple miles from our new place. I could bike there! I was to be a secretary and assistant for this guy who was an independent investment advisor, Chuck --. He was middle aged and also from a small town. He said there was a good chance I wouldn't work out but was willing to take a chance. That plus $15/hr (!!) sounded good to me. The gig seemed pretty great. I say in the small reception of the office, answered phones and ran small errands (in the boss's bwm!). Overall he didn't seem too busy, and I was often left to kill time (at $15/hr!!). One day it was past noon and he wasn't in yet. I was bored and went into his office. I told myself I would straighten up but really I wanted to snoop. Everything was very orderly. I snuck a look into his desk drawers but only saw the expected office supplies. I walked over to his TV stand and popped open the doors. I pulled out a drawer and whoah! It was full of gay vhs movies. My cock got immediately hard. Was I gay? I pulled out a tape--the bigger the better?--and put it in the player. I couldn't believe what I saw. I pulled out my dick and jerked a huge load onto my hand and the floor, but I kept watching, rapt. This was so much hotter than anything I'd done with crystal. I got hard again and was close to coming when the office door opened. Fuck! Chuck walked in, took a deep breath, laughed and said, I thought you were a fag too. I couldn't process what was happening. He strode over and pushed me against his desk. Then he pulled down my pants and underwear and flipped me over so I was grabbing his desk. He pulled lube from a drawer I didn't check and squirted some in my butt. He slid in me quickly. It was amazing and painful and confusing. "Fuck you're tight. Are you a virgin?" "No!" I said, like a lunatic, misunderstanding the question. "I've been having sex for 2 years." He thrust in me deep calling me a slut as he came. He stayed in deep while the rest of his cum dribbled into my hole. He squeezed his softening cock up from the base and withdrew from my now sore hole. He gave me a kind of pep talk, saying that the sex was amazing and that I should come to terms with my sexuality sooner rather than later. I burst into tears lol. He helped me calm down and then took me upstairs where there was an apartment with a shower and I got cleaned up, using finger to pull as much cum as I could from my asshole. I dressed in my work outfit of dockers and an old navy button down. I came out to find Chuck and 2 other guys naked and watching porn. The others were mid 40s like Chuck but rougher looking, kinda like bikers. Chuck looked at his watch and said "2:30? Not quitting time yet. Come here." I protested but weakly. Soon I was naked with a finger in my cummy asshole. Chuck held a bottle of what I later learned were poppers in front of my nose and told me to inhale. As I did I was penetrated by one of the strangers. What the fuck was I doing? In the half hour that followed I had anal sex with all three men and each of them ejaculated in me. **** I headed home and took the longest shower of my life. Crystal and I had a terrible conversation and I guess she'd internalized more homophobia then I realized. Everything I told her was on Facebook by morning. Before long, i was trading Chuck sex for a place to stay... -
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.
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I'm looking for a friend who enjoys actually around 1st get either high with me or is ok with it. I'm shy straight but love messing around since 16. Have been trying to find someone else who enjoys it and will help me with a few fantasies
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I'd just moved into town with my wife but she was away for a few days at a conference. Having been bored to death watching TV the night before I knew I didn't want to stay at home so decided to take cab into the centre of town to see what bars were open. Not being a massive club man I saw a bar that looked pretty welcoming & thought I'd stick my head in for a little while and have a couple of drinks. As I walked in I could tell pretty quickly that it was a gay bar, and while not totally my scene, I certainly didn't feel intimidated. I just thought that I'd have one or two & then get a cab home. There was a small dancefloor and stage & apart from that there didn't seem too much room, apart from a seat at the bar. I asked the guy who looked like he was alone if he minded me sitting there & pulled up the chair next to him. We got to some polite chat and I found out that he was new in town as well. Sam had just moved from interstate after the break-up of his relationship and was looking for a fresh start. Although he was in his 50s he certainly didn't look 25 years older than me. He had a bit of grey in his hair & I could tell he'd looked after himself because he was wearing a tight business shirt. He was just going to have a quiet drink or two as well before heading home. All of a sudden the DJ's booming voice came over the PA, "ALRIGHT EVERYONE, IT'S COUPLES DANCE TIME!!!!" We both looked at each other with an "oh god" look on our face as it seemed everyone except us was a couple ad they moved out onto the dancefloor. "THAT MEANS YOU TWO AT THE BAR AS WELL" the DJ yelled out. "Well Adam", Sam said to me, "Doesn't look like we can sit this one out" I blushed beet red and made my way out to the dancefloor with Sam and we sheepishly danced around each other. We were dancing closely, but not really making any body contact as we both felt very awkward about it all. We'd started to get a bit more relaxed when we heard a guy next to us yell, "Come on you two, you know you're allowed to dance closer than that!", grab Sam's hand and put it on my crotch. Despite wanting to reel back in shock, the floor was so packed I was unable to and Sam's hand stayed on my cock for a few seconds before we moved it away. The music stopped and everyone applauded the DJ going on his break while we made our way back to the bar embarrassed by what had happened. "Hey Adam", Sam said, "I'm really sorry about that. I certainly don't do those things with married men!" "It's fine" I replied, a bit shocked by what had happened. "I knew it wasn't your idea. Let's grab a drink, forget about it & we'll call it a night" "NOW IT'S TIME TO CROWN OUR KING & QUEEN OF THE NIGHT!" came the MC's voice from the stage. "Well at least we know it won't be us" I smiled to Sam, and within seconds of saying it, the spotlight landed on us sitting at the bar. We waved to the cheering crowd but were quickly told that we had to go up on stage to receive our prizes. We received our drink cards & joke sashes, waved to the crowd and started to make our way back to the bar. "NO YOU TWO, YOU HAVE TO KISS!!!!!!" Looking at Sam I said, "Quick, let's do a quick peck and then we can leave" "Sure, I'm game if you are" We gave each other a little dry kiss & then started to make our way off the stage "BOOOOOOOOO!!! WE WANT MORE THAN THAT!!!" The crowd roared its approval "Not sure we can get out of this one either" Sam said to me. He pulled me close and then whispered in my ear "And think of it this way, no-one knows us here, so it doesn't really matter that much" "That's true, let's give them a little show" I replied. We moved together and I let Sam take the back of my head in my hands and pulled my face close to his. Instinctively I opened my mouth and our tongues snaked in each other's mouths, making sure the audience could see how passionately we were kissing as they cheered & wolf-whistled us. Breaking off the kiss, Sam waved to the audience and did an exaggerated bow while I stood there a little lost, shocked at how great a kisser Sam was and how much it turned me on. We both made our way off the stage with the MC as the music started up again, me still in a bit of a daze when the MC patted me on the shoulder, "Man, what a kiss! You two must have an AMAZING sex life." Still in a daze, all I could mutter was "uh......yeah...sure do" END OF PART ONE
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Oh my God, femdom led me to this. Broken in by the biggest cocks to serve cock as a cumdump. A living cunt and asshole to be used over and over forever
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I love to get drunk, but I've never been a huge 'party girl'. If I do go party and I go home with someone, I'll at least play safe. I'm not even on birth control and I'd prefer to not have any STD's. I thought I should disclaim that so you all know what happened last weekend was quite out of my character. As I'm in college, there are loads of frat parties all over the place. A friend of mine, Laura, had just been dumped so I figured I'd find someone to cheer her up. We were both dressed to try and send out 'fuck me' vibes. I wore a black miniskirt with a tight green top that didn't leave much to the imagination. When we got to the party, I lined up 6 shots for us, 3 each. I called Laura over so we could get the party started quickly, but she already found some guy to hang out, and she wasn't even drinking yet! I took a couple while waiting for her, but within a few minutes she left with the guy. Not wanting to waste good alcohol, I downed the rest. A few guys had tried to make passes on me at this point, but I'd waved them off. After Laura left I started feeling jealous though. I'm normally the one that gets the guys, like if I wanted I could fuck pretty much anyone at any time. She shouldn't have found someone that fast when I was standing right there. I was still in the kitchen with a strong resting bitch face when Larry, one of the frat boys that lived there, came over. "What's wrong sugar?" he asked, "Don't you know this is a party?" I didn't know Larry, and I wasn't sure what kind of pick up line that was, but I wasn't in a mood to wait and I figured it might be nice to only have to go upstairs for a fuck rather than to some strangers house. I smiled and talked to him for a bit. As I was getting progressively more flirty, Larry started getting more handsy. I laughed at his jokes and he'd casually lean in a little, putting a hand on my thigh. I returned the lean and he slid his hand up my skirt and grabbed my bare ass. He handed me another drink which I graviously accepted. "So I take it you want to fuck?" he said. I just giggled and moved my hand to his crotch. "Listen, I know you probably expect to go upstairs, and we can, but wanna do something a little more exciting instead?" "What." I slurred out. "Lets make it an exhibition. I want to fuck you in front of everyone here." I was a little far gone, but I knew this was a bad idea. It wasn't a huge college and pretty much everyone would know. I tried to decline. "What if I pay you? $200?" he said. I knew it was a bad idea, but I was also broke. Still, I knew sober me enough to know that I would regret it. Though it would be fun... I told him I couldn't because I wasn't sober enough and I didn't want to risk anything, especially since I wasn't on birth control. "No birth control huh? Well how about $100 for a blowjob right here." I love a good cock as much as the next girl, and there wasn't anyone else in the kitchen right now, so I acquiesced. He kissed me some more while unbuttoning his jeans. He pushed me down to my knees and slid out his long john. I was already fairly horny, so I went to work on his prick. While I was working, he reached down my shirt and unhooked my bra, then slid his hands around me shirt to play with my breasts. He started sliding up my shirt until it was around my neck. Eventually, he pushed me off my knees backwards so I was sitting on my ass with my back against a counter. He handed me another shot which I gladly downed. "Hey so I'm a gentleman, so I can't just make this about me. Let me eat you out so it'll be fair?" I was sopping wet at this point, but I didn't want to be naked in the middle of a frats kitchen. Anyone could walk in at any time. Before I could say no though, he was already kissing me. He reached down to my skirt and started sliding it down. I tried to protest but he was kissing me and I was too drunk to make any sensible words. Within a moment the skirt was gone and I was in my panties, with my shirt still hiked up to my neck. He started to yank at my panties, but I spread my legs so he couldn't get them off. This may not have been a great idea, as he used the new angle to quickly short his head between my legs. With a finger he pulled my panties to the side and started tonguing me. This tipped me over the edge as my pussy turned into fucking Niagara falls. I tried to hold in a moan as I spread my legs further, this time willingly. I was about to orgasm when I lost my balance on the counter and fell over. "You've had a bit to much eh?" Larry said. "Let me help you." Larry leaned over as if he helping my up, but then just grabbed my shirt and yanked it all the way off. Larry started kissing me and fingering my pussy. I tried to close my legs at first, but he used the opportunity to get my panties off. I was so fucking horny though. Larry leaned in and started kissing me again, while using one hand to finger me. I told him "I can't fuck like this, I can't get pregnant" but he ignored me and kept fingering. My legs involuntarily started to slide open. He was still pantsless from the blow job and put his body between my legs. "upstairs... condom..." was all I could get out between the alcohol and how horny I was. He ignored me again. Positioning his dick at the right angle, he pushed in. I was so wet it slid in easily. He started humping and I realized it was game over, I wanted this. I wanted this so fucking badly. I spread my legs as far as I could and let him hump me. As soon as he started, he shouted "free pussy in here!" loudly. I realized I made a mistake. Within a few moments the room was filled with frat dudes. I knew sober me wouldn't want everyone on campus to know I'm a slut, but I didn't care. This was hot as fuck. Everyone watching. I almost lost control completely, but I managed to remember one last thing. "Please pull out! I can't get pregnant." The frat boys around us laughed and cheered at that. the cheers worried me but I was gone now. I had lost all inhibition and started moaning like there was no tomorrow. I wrapped my legs around Larry as he picked up the pace. I felt him starting to expand. I was thinking 'no not yet, I haven't orgasm'd!' but it was too late. Larry grunted as I felt hot liquid fly into my pussy. 'Fuck' I thought, now I had some strangers cum inside me, and lady blue balls, and there were at least 30 frat guys standing around me cheering. I closed my eyes and tried to pretend it wasn't happening. I wasn't even sure if I could walk yet so I really didn't want to try and walk out. Unfortunately, I wasn't even given the opportunity. Within a few moment I felt another guy climb between my legs. I tried to close them when I saw that he was also not wearing a condom, but he was already there. I was so close and I had already had guy cum inside... what's one more? I spread my legs again as he inserted his prick. This guy wasted no time as he started jackhammering my pussy. I didn't mind as I was already revved up to max. The guys around me were cheering and some of them came to grope my breasts as the guy fucked me. Their intrusion and total lack of respect only made me wetter. I was being fucked by a second stranger, without a condom, while more strangers groped everywhere. As this guy got faster I was getting close too. I felt him expand and I was almost there, but no luck. This dude also exploded too early and I wasn't quite there. I closed my eyes in disappointment once again. This time I was SOOOO close. I reached my hand down to see if I could do the rest myself, but my hand instead met another penis. This huge guy was climbing on top of me. I realized I was about to have 3 dicks in me in one night. The pregnancy might be unavoidable, but all the STD's these frat guys must have... I asked "are you clean?" and the guy just smiled. I tried to stand up, but he shoved my back down. "Okay one more guy" I said, determined to orgasm. This guy was bigger than the last two and wasn't as fast, but his cock was fucking massive. I could feel it bottoming out my vagina. The big dude put his hands around my throat and said "You like that? You being a cum dumpster?" Fuck, I didn't want to be a cum dumpster, and I didn't want a random guys kid in me. At the same time... it was the fucking hot. This guy was in total control and I was powerless. I was moaning again. He asked "want this cum? You want this cum bitch?" I replied "just don't end soon..." desperately seeking this orgasm. The big guy started to get faster, slamming me into the ground with every hump. I felt his prick expand, I knew another guys semen was about to enter me. The thought sent me over the edge as I started screaming in total ecstasy. The guy howled as he came, shooting jets of his cum inside. After he got off I knew I had to get up fast if I didn't want another guy to climb on. I sat up and looked at my pussy. It was covered with semen. I didn't have time to look though as I needed to get out soon. I spun around to my knees and tried to stand, but another guy pushed me back down. 'Fuck' I thought, I forgot how much I loved to be taken from behind. The guy nuzzled his dick up to my hole. Without entering, he leaned down and whispered "this isn't a rape... want me to fuck you?" I wasn't sure I wanted it, but as his prick pushed further I realized I was still horny as fuck. I moaned, he understood the reply. I realized it was too late now, if I was going to get something I was going to get it. I'd at least fuck to my hearts content until then. Over the next hour or so I must've taken every load in the house. After a point I couldn't even orgasm anymore, I was just satisfied to take another load. After the house had there fill, I just stayed there. I was too tired to move and they just left me on the kitchen floor. The next morning I woke up in the same spot. I put my clothes back on and started to move to the door. Before I got out though. Larry found me. I started walking faster to get out, but he grabbed me and started kissing my neck. I bent over against the wall for him and he lifted up my skirt to pull down my panties. I had taken so many loads, another from the same guy wouldn't matter, and I was somehow horny again. He lasted a few minutes this time before cumming. "Thanks for the hole, cum dumpster." I guess that's all I am now. Since then, it's proven true. Everyone I know heard what happened and treats me differently. Guys invite me back to their room, or just take me wherever they find me. I can't say no anymore. It's not that I want to say no, because I don't, I LOVE sex. I know it's a bad idea, but I've fucked so many guys now that I can't control myself. I'm just a hole to be used.
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It all started in support group, I had recently tested poz and in order to get free drugs I had to go to support group. It a seemed like a legit idea but the more I was at group the hornier I got. My first night there were three twinks and two muscle boys I wanted to breed. I tried to get one of them to come home with me, but he declined. He said he was not going to have sex till he got on meds and got everything under control, but we could jack off. I declined and told him to have fun and if he changed his mind I would eat and fuck his ass and plant a big load in him. I really wanted to nail some young tail but decided to go home but when I was passing a park I saw a young guy could not have been more then 18 skinny 5’8 130 blonde hanging by the picnic bench near a public bathroom at a park. I stopped and watched as he followed a guy into the bathroom and then the guy came out and the young dude walked out and sat on the bench. I had done plenty of park shit when I was in my hay day and knew this kid was horny as fuck and just missed out on that straight guy dick who took a leak and left. I started getting a chub as I walked toward the bathroom, here I was 6’1 180 sexy ginger who just needed some hot young ass on my 9” dick. I knew I should just go home and wait till I was on meds for this kind of fun, but I could not help myself. The kid watched me, and I could see him lick his lips as I readjusted my prick and I just walked by him and entered and went right over to the stall and puled out my hard prick. Rock hard by now. The kid did not wait long, and he was right next me to and he pulled out his dick and looked at my big hard dick and licked his lips again. I cleared my throat and said, kid what are you waiting for. Ready to suck my dick? The kid got on his knees and I turned my dick to him, and he swallowed the head of my big dick and sucked and licked on it. He was not very experienced, I could tell. I held his head with one hand and helped him take more of my dick as he gagged a little and grabbed the mantel above me with one hand and felt some poppers. Some straight guy must have left them as his secret hiding place. I took them down and took a couple hits and then let go of the kids head and pulled my dick out. He looked disappointed and I quickly held the bottle on his left nostril and then his right telling him to breath deep and did it two more times and he was swimming and then I capped it and held his head and he began to swallow my cock like a hungry little cock sucker. I was finally starting to really enjoy his mouth and I looked over and saw this young dude 25 or so 5’11 175 muscled with a couple tats white guy with dirty blonde hair. He was watching and rubbing his dick through his pants. I motioned for him to come over after I saw his wedding band and he walked over as I head the kids head on my dick and he unzipped and pulled out a nice thick 7.5-inch dick uncut. This young kid is going to become a real cock sucker tonight and a great little bottom. The straight guy jacked his dick and I lifted the boys head off my dick and guided him over to the dick to his right. He swallowed it as I rubbed the straight guys ass. He seemed uncomfortable and pushed my hand away. I grabbed the poppers and put them up to his nose and he seemed to know what to do with them and he inhaled, and I moved it and he hit the other side. He was moaning as his dick was getting sucked. I pulled of the little slut and gave him more poppers and he went to town sucking and gagging on that thick dick in front of him as I want back to rubbing the guys ass and managed to get my hand on him skin to skin. I held his left check in my hand rubbing it and slide my finger in his crack and slowly moved till I found his tight little hole. Fuck he was tight, I rubbed it as he moaned, and the kid sucked his dick and he turned to me and I kissed him. I pressed my finger against his hole as I tongued his mouth and we made out. I pulled off and leaned to his ear and whispered that the two of them should come to my place it was only a couple blocks. He did not say anything while the kid kept sucking his dick and then said Okay let’s go. I told him to hand me his phone and I called my number and then handed it back to him and text him the address with my phone as I zipped up and asked the kid to get dressed and follow me. The boy hopped up and followed me and we walked to my apartment and the sexy straight boy text me he was there and just was we walked up the stairs I text him the apartment number and told him to come on up. I put some porn on my little blonde boy was even cuter in the light. I told him to sit and I made him and frat boy a drink while a young guy sucked off two big dicked muscle guys. I poured three drinks both the blue glasses had g in them, and I took the yellow one. I handed Mr. Frat, tatted hottie his drink when he entered, and he said thanks and gave blonde one. I told Dan I now knew since his name came up in my phone with his number to kiss blonde and he leaned in and started making out with the kid. They were making out hard and I went into the bedroom and go my tin of T out and some lube so I could be ready. I paused for a moment and thought maybe I should not do this, blow my charged load in both. My dick was rock hard and dripping and I knew I just could not let his opportunity go. I headed back out to the living room and they both had their shirts off and there was blonde sucking on Dan’s thick dick. Dan was saying fuck, suck that dick and then he told him to lick his balls, as the blonde did, and Dan lifted his legs and pressed blonde and his tongue into his ass. Dan was moaning, I stripped and sat next to him and held on leg and leaned in and kissed him while Blonde tongue fucked his hole. Dan was moaning in my mouth and I grabbed the fresh poppers and broke the kiss and fed him poppers and two rounds each nostril and he laid his head back as the kid ate away. This kid must have eaten pussy before because seemed to be a natural. I got up and headed back for the bedroom and grabbed some lube and a rock and brought it out to the living room and nothing had changed except the moaning was loader. I lifted the kids head while holding Dan’s leg and he went back to Dan’s cock and I quickly lubed up my finger and started rubbing that wet hole. The moaning got louder and I slipped a finger in and he said no and I pulled out quick and rubbed circles around the ring and then grabbed the rock and put it up to his hold and leaned in and kissed him hard while I slide it inside him and he broke off the kiss and said come on dude. I quickly grabbed blonde and put him back down to lick and tongue that hole and he relaxed, and I could see him getting horny as fuck and that big rock doing its magic. He was saying oh god as the kid tongue fucked his and spread his hole and I whispered in Dan’s ear, we should go to the bed room and he nodded and I tapped blonde on the head and said follow me. I got on the bed and told blonde to wait and watched as Dan climbed on the bed and got on all fours and grabbed my cock and started to suck it. I had my back to the headboard watching this straight guy suck my big dick full of pre-cum and his hole was exposed to blonde. I motioned for Blonde to undress and he pulled his pants down and exposed a rock hard 8” thinner dick curved upward dripping precum. He got between Dan’s legs and began to eat way at his hole again as I tossed him some lube to his right side and after another five minutes of eating that hole he lubed up his fingers and rubbed them on Dan’s hole as Dan sucked my dick like he was to total cock sucker. I lifted his head and fed him poppers again as blonde slide a finger in him without protest from Dan. Blonde started fingering his hole as I brought Dan back to nurse my dick and I held up two fingers and Blonde realized it was time to slide two in Dan. I held Dan’s head as he moaned on my dick, his pussy was hungry and a minute later I did not need to tell blonde it was time to slide his prick in him he just lined up and slowly slid his raw dick in Dan’s tight hole. Blonde slowly fucked that tight hole as he looked at me and his face said it all as he moaned and after five minutes shot his fist load inside Dan of the night. Dan did not move but kept sucking my dick as Blonde cleaned his manhole and at some of his cum out of Dan. When Blonde took a break I motioned for him to come sit by me and once in place I grabbed Dan’s head and guided him to Blonde’s cock and as Dan sucked and cleaned up that cock I asked the boy what his name was and he quickly said Zak. I said Zak after you have your bottom clean your cock you two should kiss. I watched Zak pick up Dan’s head and lean in and kiss him. I handed the bottle of poppers to Zak and said make sure he takes three each side this time. Zak gave him the poppers and encouraged him to inhale deep and I lubed up and pressed my dick up against that wet cummy hole and I winked at Zak and told him to make his bottom take him to the base and as he pushed Dan’s head down onto his dick I pressed in and stretched that tight little cunt. I was only halfway, and Dan was saying no, no and I just more poppers and Zak put them up and made Dan inhale and soon his hole relaxed and I made it all way inside. I slowly fucked him with my huge dick and his hole started to milk my cock, I had not cum in almost ten days and really needed this more than I knew. I grabbed another rock and easily worked it up his hole while Zak made out with him. I slipped out and made them both a drink only spiking Dan’s this time. I gave them both their drinks and waiting for Dan to pass out. Zak looked at the clock and said he better go; he was late and would need to slip into the house without his parents knowing he was out. I looked funny and he said I am 19 so do not worry. While he was getting dressed, I asked him for his code to his phone and I called him and then told him to save my number. I wanted to hand out with him tomorrow night and see if there was any trouble at the park they could get into. Zak smiled and rushed off.
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I had just gotten engaged to my girlfriend of three years and we were on our way to spend the weekend with her father at his place by the lake. It was winter, but the cabin was fully equipped for the season, having a full kitchen, hot tub and fireplace. She had taken me there when we first started dating and I loved the place. My fiancée was a doctor at a local hospital in the city so I followed her in my own car, just in case she was paged and had to leave. We arrived around 6:00 PM and her Dad was already there. We made the usual introduction and he told me I could start calling him Dad since I was almost family. The fiancée and I set our things in the bedroom and did some heavy petting which left my cock hard and dripping. I was always horny and she didn’t help. I was worried my bulge would be noticeable when we went down stairs, and sure enough, I thought I saw her father eyeing my crotch and found myself slightly flattered. I knew he had divorced her mother because he came out and I always liked attention. Well, everything was going great: Dad had brought a nice salmon and we had a great salad, but sadly half-way through the dinner my fiancée got a page and had to head to the hospital. One of her transplant clients received the go ahead and she had to go back. Telling me not to waste the weekend, she suggested I take the time to get to know my future father in law. Dad smiled, gave his daughter a quick kiss, and she ran out the door. We sat back down and finished dinner and then he passed me a scotch neat and a cigar. It was great. The country, the cigar, the scotch. I could only think of one thing that would make it better, but the prospects of a blow job had run out the door a couple of hours ago. “I know, let’s take these out to the hot tub,” Dad suggested as he set his cigar in the ash tray and his drink on the coffee table, stripping right there in the living room. I never really look at guys in the locker room but he was very impressive: a thick pelt of grey fur covered some impressive pecs and a flat stomach, below which hung an very impressive seven inch uncut cock. Feeling slightly self conscious, I blushed a bit and looked away. “Hehehe no reason to be shy, Son. It's just the two of us now and there are no neighbors for miles around. Come on. Let's enjoy the great outdoors like God intended and soak in the tub. Grab the bottle and two more cigars and meet me out there once you're ready." As he turned away I noticed a small scorpion tattoo on his back thigh. I was a bit surprised as my sense was few of his generation had tattoos, but I still I liked it on him. In any event, following his orders, I sheepishly striped down. My body was much less furry than his, and my cock measured in at six inches, so it occurred to me I could be his son. Grabbing the Glenfiddich and two more cigar I timidly walked across the room and stepped outdoors. My cock shrank even smaller in the cold air, even as I pranced and jogged to the tub. Hoping in, I yelped a bit at the temperature change. My footing went a bit and I half sat on Dad as I landed my seat. “Easy Son, don’t spill the liquor or ruin those cigars, hehehe.” We continued chat and drinking for a bit. The scotch relaxed me, and the cigars were excellent. My thoughts must have wandered a bit to where my fiancée and I had left off, 'cause I found myself getting hard under the bubbles made by the water. In an effort to relax, I stretched my legs out a bit and hit the legs of my soon-to-be father in law. “Sorry.” “Not a problem. I'll even give ya a bit of a massage.” Before I could say anything his hand started working my foot and a sigh escaped my lips. His big hands worked the soles of my feet, and I felt everything relax body, as pleasant, but the most odd sensations traveling up my legs. Dad's attentions were, most oddly, not doing anything to help my erection. Dad put one foot down, and positioning himself between my legs, took-up my other leg, so my legs were now spread and my body half floating in the water as he did magic on my feet. He clearly knew what he was doing, and for the first time I understood why women love foot massages. It was amazing. His hands started massaging up my legs, first working up my calves and then up further, massaging the tops of my thighs, digging deep into the muscles. His thumbs grazed my balls and my eyes shot open. I tried to sit up but all I did was lock my legs around his back, which caused the two of us to slide up against each other. I stared into his eyes and felt my cock throb against his furry body. The water bobbed me slowly up and down, and I could feel his hard cock just touching between my ass. His hands moved around behind my back and I was mesmerized, staring into his eyes as he pulled me forward and kissed me. Instinctively I kissed back, pulling him against me, chest to chest, moaning with pleasure. I had never felt a man before and it was amazing. His rough hands grabbed my ass and started teasing my hole. The calloused fingers pushing into me and scraping me, working my virgin hole open. I knew what he wanted, and just as I got accustomed to his fingers, he pulled me hard down on his cock. My scream echoed out into the night for a split second before his mouth was covering mine, eating my pain as he ignited my passion. His thrusts started slowly and I whimpered with each tug and pull as he forced his monster into my ass. Soon it hurt less and less, and within less than a minute or so the pain turned into pleasure. Instinctively I found myself working with him, meeting each of his thrusts and sliding back as he withdrew. My cock was rock hard as the water was splashed around. The he pulled off me for a moment and looked again into my eyes. His cock stopped moving in my ass and he just held me there. I could feel his heart beat through his cock . “You want to breed you Son? You want my dirty Daddy seed in you?” “Yes, please whatever you want just keep fucking me.” “Did my daughter ever tell you the reason why her mother really left?” “Well, I figure it was because of what we are doing right now,” I chuckled "Well, yes,” he replied, smiling, "but also because I'm poz, and with my raw cock in your ass, if I shoot in you you’re most likely going to be knocked up. Made into my poz son and carry the same virus. Is that what you want?" I had no words. Here I was a virgin to gay sex let alone poz gay sex. The only thought in my head was I did not want him to stop. As an answer to his question I began rocking back and forth on his cock. “Oh thank you Son that feel so good. It has been so long. Plus I already shot in you once so it was kind of a moot point. Here some the second load son. Be my boy forever” This time I felt it: a deep throbbing as his cock grew bigger and bigger, pulsing in my hole. His cum felt like a tongue deep in my ass licking the walls and making them wet. Just after he shot, his hand grabbed my dick and pumped me furiously. My last neg load shot over my head. As I came down from my orgasm, my hole sore and throbbing, his cock still buried in my ass. Catching my breath, I looked into his eyes and said one word: "More."
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My load soaked my fuzzy chest, firm pecs, all the way up to my well trimmed beard. I was surprised at the amount since this was my third load of the day, all produced while watching a video of the ripped 19 year old stud who was renting one of the smaller apartments in my building. On my computer screen, the webcam recording showed him going from fully clothed, to naked and hard, to shooting his hot teen spunk onto a pair of black lace panties(left on his bedroom floor by one of the sorority sisters who shared the 3 bedroom apartment above his). Every time I watched it, I always ended up cumming when he reclined on his bed and described fucking her in the stairwell only 5 yards from his landlord's (aka my) door. As the vid rolled on to his massive explosion, I began to get hard again but had to put it away before I rubbed myself raw. How did I find myself stroking to my hot, young buck-of-a-tenant? With a little luck, some careful planning and a bold goal. This was only stage one of my plan to transform Derek from a normal, innocent young ladies man into my personal plaything. It all began when he walked into my rental office and asked if I'd had a chance to look at his application for the smallest unit, hidden near the back of the building in the basement. Normally I do not rent to college guys, due in part to their irresponsible tendencies, and in part to my perpetual hardon whenever I am near one. Derek could see my reluctance before I spoke, and cut me off with a well thought out list of reasons why I'd be lucky to have him living there. After the usuals, like tidy habits, quiet hobbies, etc., he added that he was working two jobs to pay for school since losing his athletic scholarship due to a blown out knee. His warm smile, round cheeks, deep blue eyes and dusty blond hair made me want to say yes, but his tight tee shirt and shorts led me to say no. Still he persisted, practically begging, since his dorm was too loud to study and all the other apartments within walking distance of his jobs and the school were either too expensive or taken. I apologized and waved for him to leave, knocking down a stack of flyers accidentally. He bent to help me recover them, causing his sagging briefs to reveal his firm bvd covered buns. When he stood up, his shirt rode up, giving me a tantalizing view of the most chiseled abs I'd ever seen in real life. He moved in two days later, and soon his fan club included all of the ladies in the building as well. After he was let go from one of his jobs, I decided to take advantage of the situation, hiring him on as afternoon help in the office. Now that we were spending a few hours a day together, I discovered just how naïve Derek truly was. Everyday some girl would find an excuse to come interrupt us in order to check out Derek, but he would just blush and get shy. One of the smutty sorority girls from the third floor even came by in her bikini (on her way to the pool lol) and the only thing that proved he was alive was the obvious outline of hard teen meat in his pants. "damn those are nice tits." I said once she left. Derek was caught off guard but agreed whole-heartedly. "fuck yeah man, and what a sweet ass." he added while trying to discreetly readjust his hefty hard on. "wish she'd invite me out for a swim." "if you asked," I laughed at his innocence. "She'd let you tittyfuck her in the middle of times square." This began our free discussion of sex, which proved, as I thought, that Derek's experience was limited to some sloppy head from drunk party girls, and 4 sessions of missionary with a girl from his high school. Since he was too shy to approach girls outright, I suggested he try meeting them online. At first he seemed hesitant, until I told him about sites where girls with webcams would strip and masturbate if he found the right one. The next day was spent with him regaling me with tales of smutty bimbos creaming on cam, and his desperation upon discovering they'd do more if he had a cam too. Begin phase one: I offered to let him use the office computer after closing time as long as he was careful not to be seen. Meanwhile I downloaded security software so each of his sessions was saved for my pleasure. After a few weeks of scenes where he'd only whip it out at the end and usually cum off camera, I became proactive. The thing I should have mentioned before is my real profession: drugs. I make a tidy living selling to the local campus and surrounding area, with a select few of my employees living in the apartments, right next door to unsuspecting students and model citizens. One such employee was the same girl that gave Derek a fashion show in her string bikini, and she owed me big. A few months earlier she'd given in to temptation and spent 3 days with her ass in the air at a local frat house, getting gang banged and smoking almost 300 dollars in Tina, which she still owed me. She had no problem with my plan to work it off by seducing Derek and convincing him to perform a stroke show for her while she was "out of town." All it took was getting her to catch him at the computer one night and she had him. Friday night I could hear them fucking on every surface of his apartment, and from the sounds of it, he was talented. The following morning he was at my door by 7, recounting every glorious moment. "I could pound her cunt forever Mr. E," he praised. "it sucks that she is going to visit her family this weekend, but she wants to video chat tomorrow night. I want to make her squirt on the keyboard." "Then you better get some moves Derek," I said, leading him onto phase two. "Why don't you watch some dudes who jack off on cam for money, see what they do that works best, then copy it for her?" The result of his research was the video I can't stop watching, with another session the next morning. As expected, Derek became obsessed with getting her on his cock, which was difficult to fit in with his classes, afternoons in my office, evenings bussing tables at the old Chicago's, and the 90 minutes a day in the gym. He skipped a couple work outs to hook up with her, before I told her to only be free during his bussing shifts instead. this leads us to Phase three: deciding between paychecks and pussy. "so what should I do, sir?" he always called me by my last name or sir, which had me hard in no time. "Do I keep giving up shifts for the fuck of a lifetime, or do I tell her I can't do it then?" "first of all, she is just a piece of ass Derek," I educated him in the secret to women. "She seems magical now, but I bet I can find you another slit who is even hotter if she can't be bothered. Second, didn't you say you'd been doing those cam shows every weekend with her? Why not do a live show for a paying audience? Chances are you'd make enough in one night to equal a month at that shitty restaurant." He declined, but left with a look on his face that told me he wasn't as sure about it as he let on. When he went to his 'girlfriend' that evening and told her he needed to work, she informed him that he could either do her when she was free or she would find a new stud. Stunned and a little heartbroken, he went to work, but texted me when he was on his way home that night: Taking u up on offer 2 find new girl, and decided to do the pay show. C u tomorrow. Saturday night he did his first show and made enough that he quit his busboy gig before the clock hit midnight. A week later, he'd done three shows and had enough to splurge on some beer and brats, which I shared in. He'd never had any beer before, except a sip here and there to seem cool at parties, but my influence was having its desired effect, so he'd finished his third when my 'surprise guests' arrived at my door. Lana and Lois were two of my regular clients, buying enough each week to provide their clients with enough crystal for any and all dates they scheduled. As pros go, these two were the least skanky, but they still had the hints of 'will fuck for cash' in their clothes, make-up and long hair. Lana was some sort of Asian/Hispanic mix, with dark red loose curls, and per my instructions, she was wearing a pair of tiny shorts and a tight tank top. Lois was creamy white with black straight lochs, and her huge breasts were barely covered by her tight, see through dress. Derek sat in silence while I lead them inside and asked them to join us while I got them their goodies. Phase 4: introduce Derek to drugs as a side dish to hot pussy. As expected, his jaw dropped when I admitted to selling drugs to these "sweet grad students." if Lois hadn't sat in his lap when I brought it all out to measure it, he probably would have run for it, but after some drinks, he was all too eager to let her grind into his lap. Accepting a couple beers, they playfully flirted with us both, suggesting all the wicked things they could imagine happening if they got high with us. By the time I brought out a pipe and asked Derek if he minded if we smoked it, Lois had taken his hand and slid it between her thighs, riding his fingers and whispering how horny Tina made her. "Tina? Who are you talking about?" Derek asked, his eyes drifting to where Lana had joined me on the couch, her hand in my fly getting me hard. "this," she said, loading some crystals into a pipe, lighting it, and exhaling a giant cloud. "is Tina. Wanna try some? It make Dicks throb, pussies drip, and orgasms like you won't believe." "I don't do drugs," Derek said, regurgitating the line he'd been hearing since he could crawl. "isn't it bad for you?" "Yeah, but so am I," Lois moaned as she slid off his fingers and walked over to hand me the pipe. I took a huge hit and shotgunned it back to her before reaching out and tugging on her dress so her tits popped out of it. I leaned forward and took her nipple in my mouth while Lana and Lois hit the pipe, shotgunning back and forth. Derek stood up and walked over to our miniature orgy, pressing his huge bulge against Lois' bubble butt, but still declining the pipe. "Don't pressure him if he doesn't want to, he's just a kid Lois." I said dismissively, taking a huge hit while Lana fished out my hard 8 inch Dick and swallowed it whole. Really, I was fed up with his prudishness, and I winked at Lois who turned around and backed Derek into his seat. "That's okay," Lois said, stripping out of her dress entirely. "Lana and I will just fuck around with your boss. Maybe you can join us next time, but I guess it's just us grown ups tonight baby boy. Lock the door on your way out." Derek sat speechless while the three of us continued getting naked and grabbed the pipe to head for the bedroom. "How... How do I smoke it?" Derek's soft voice stopped us as we were almost out of sight. I smiled before turning back around a walking over to show him in nothing except my dogtags and socks. "go ahead and get him started while Lana and I get ready for you two." Lois said before pulling Lana into the bedroom and shutting the door. They knew I wanted to be alone with Derek when I got him addicted to meth, so I'd always be the first thing on his mind when he smoked it. "Hold this but don't inhale until I tell you," my hard dripping meat pulsed while I lit the torch and cooked the crystals, until a thick white cloud swirled out of the round bowl. "Ok, now suck as hard as you can boy." Derek did as he was told, inhaling until he couldn't anymore, then coughing hard for a minute while I took my turn. We did that back and forth, and in only a minute or two, Derek's whole body came alive and started humming for sex. "Get undressed for those hot bitches. We're wasting the smoke boy," I said, watching Derek peel off his tight tee shirts and slide off his basketball shorts, leaving him in tennis shoes and a pair of white briefs that barely contained his massive rod. "this time, exhale your smoke into my mouth and I'll do it for you too." When he leaned in to shotgun, his briefs grazed my thigh, causing us both to drip precum. When I returned the favor, I got closer so our lips were almost touching, bring our hard cocks together, separated by the thinnest of cottons. His next exhale, I leaned in and our lips rested against the other's, as I felt the pulse of his racing heart pumping through his shaft and head. The last hit before we went in the bedroom, I put my arm around his shoulders, and peeled away his briefs with my free hand, kissing him hard and gripping his penis for a long moment before striding away. When he recovered from shock, he ran after me, and we spent the next six hours trading off using the girls' in every combination imaginable. By the time we shot our loads, Lana was practically blacked out on the floor and Lois was hanging from my neck, sandwiched between us while we double fucked her pussy. I locked eyes with Derek as I covered his Dick in my semen, which freaked him out enough to make him pull out and spray his load on her ass. While Lois and I went to shower, Derek grabbed his clothes and ran off into the night... End of part one. Still to CUM: Derek craves more Tina, needs cash and agrees to fuck a girl on camera in exchange. Instead Derek discovers the last Phase in Mr. E's plan: taking Derek's cherry.
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Skate Park Pick Up - part 1 I love going to one of the local skate parks not far from a big name university on the Cali coastline. I don't skate- I spectate. During the hott summers most of the boys end up shirtless working their bodies into a sweat on the ramps and bowls. With their baggy pants that sag well passed their boxerclad butts, they all try to work themselves into sunkissed, toned Adonises wile trying to 'outman' the next. It's like watching a documentary on the posturing practices of hormonal apes- well, i guess it's the same thing,.. Either way, when I have a free afternoon, its nice to blow a couple of clouds before going to watch as young college meat (sometimes some of the local high schoolers show up but they are few and far between and easy to discern from the college boys) glisten on display in the hott Cali sun. I even sometimes take pictures (discretely!) -- or even video -- with my phone if a boy(s) is exceptional, which often happens... A Note About Me: I am in my early 30's (but could pass for mid 20's) and am a highly paid advertising/sales exec for a company you have heard of, which gives me a fair amount of spendable money and time. I have my vices for young meat and good party supplies- both of which have led to several great interactions with the local student population. College boys are so willing to trust and open up to me for some reason, and I'm not complaining. Most of them just see a friendly guy in me willing to provide. I have many stories about my own conquests of young flesh and many that other hunters like myself have told me over the years... This, 'Part 1' is the story of Jordan- one stupid, hurt soul who's life I forever changed--- It was a hot Tuesday afternoon in August. I knew the freshman were starting to fill the city in droves, bringing waves upon waves of fresh, horny meat from all over the country. Any hunter like myself knows this is the best time to pick off the easy prey- first time from home with the smallest feeling of freedom and rebellion against their former lives. I had smoked a small bowl heavily laced with T before going to the skate park that day, and was decisively horny and hunting. Upon my arrival it seemed like the usual lazy day with really nothing more than the promise of some good shirtless pics to show for my efforts. After an hour or so there was suddenly some commotion on one side of the park. One kid was literally baseballing a parking pole with his board screaming, "Fucking Bitch! Fucking Bitch! Who needs her sorry cunt?! I'll get plenty of pussy out here and then she'll see who the real COCK is!" He was a stunning piece of young man. The taut muscles of his arms and back flexed and glistened with sweat as he swung his wood against the pole ( ) He was maybe 5'8" 120lbs of lean boy, with long dark hair which covered most of his face. His skin was so white that it could almost glow in the dark. He had no piercings or tattoos which made me unsure of his age, but his rage certainly showed he was man enough to be prey. He continued to beat his board against the steel pole (making quite the scene) while a couple of other guys tried to calm him down, but this kid was not having it. He lashed out at them, telling everyone within eyesight to 'Fuck Off', throwing his board into the air and walking off towards to busstop. Anticipating a fight or something from when the commotion started, I had already turned my phone onto video and was recording as he made his way to the street. Suddenly, he spotted me- "Dude, are you recording me?!" I quickly turned my phone off and got into my car as he approached me shouting "Dude, What the Fuck?!" I tried to assure him that I had not been recording him but was watching him as I was simply texting. .... If there is interest in the story: A lot more to cum....
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Hello everyone. This is my first post! Here is a little about me, Im in my 20s, HWP, average dick, and i would describe myself as mostly straight. Ive never fucked a guy (honest). I have had a BJ when I was younger though. I have had sex with multiple woman, almost always wearing a condom. Personally, I enjoy the idea of a bottom tricking/forcing/coercing me into cumming in them. Whether its alcohol, drugs, or sleep, a gay guy trying to get my cum is gets me hard. In my head, I can see myself being convinced into fucking a guy, but i know I would want to use a condom. Like I said, I would describe myself as mostly straight, I just like the idea of getting off. (perhaps with the consequence of getting a bug) So my question, Are there any good personal stories or threads you think fit what Im looking for? Im new to the site so let me know if I made this thread correctly :)
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Interesting encounter with my secondary dealer this week...
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Earlier in the week, I visited my ‘reserve’ dealer because she was (eventually) picking up her phone. It’s the second time in about a month I’ve seen her (which would also be the second time in over six months). Last time, her sister’s boyfriend was there, a young bloke who calls himself ‘Tardy’ or ‘Tard’ for some reason and he and I seemed to hit it off pretty well. As I hadn’t been partying for several months, I had a few pipes before I left (I now live at least 90 minutes from Melbourne and stay in the city 2-3 days per week) and I offered Tardy some (as you do) and talked. We seemed to get along well. Tardy is a bit “rough around the edges”, very much a bogan - replete with the shaggy, unkempt dark blonde/light brown hair and the jail tatts, etc - and he was obviously a little slow (he was stoned) but good humoured. (He even joked that “Tard” wasn’t a reference to him not being that smart; that had never even occurred to me. He seemed like a decent bloke. But, as I had a few pipes for the first time in a while, I found myself looking him over and finding him attractive. He’s skinny but still looks more athletic than scrawny and does look a little older than he is (he’s just turned 22 a few weeks ago) with that rugged, hairy but young look. I hoped that it wasn’t obvious to anyone although I think he might’ve twigged that I had a quick look at porn when I went out to my car for a few minutes. He was standing behind me when I turned around but he gave no indication that he’d noticed and his demeanour didn’t change at all. Fast forward to a few days ago; the sister announces to me that she’d told Tard to leave. He’d only been staying with them because he was having trouble with the men his housemates; they’d jumped him in the street the night before I first met him and beaten him up. I really didn’t think much of it until I reached the end of their street and there’s Tardy on the corner, looking lost. He waved so I pulled over and asked him how he was. Even though he obviously couldn’t remember my name, he recognised me and was friendly but obviously down. He told me that he’d been thrown out and then asked if I’d ‘collected’? Me being me, I said “yes but I’m about to head home...” And then thought, “shit, offer him a coffee (and a quick pipe)”. He was reluctant to accept at first but relented when I told him I was stopping to grab one anyway (and would sneak a pipe) to ensure that I was alert enough to drive. Long story short, I only just arrived home a few hours ago. When we started smoking, the conversation really flowed. And I kept sharing more and more, by which time it started to get dark. I asked Tard where he was staying and offered a lift but it was obvious he’d realised it was too late to arrange any emergency accommodation. There was no way I was going to leave the kid sleeping rough (Melbourne’s had a shocking cold patch in recent weeks). I felt responsible for that. I told him I’d book a hotel room in the city rather than drive home and that he was welcome to stay there and smoke pipes with me if he wanted. Seeing his eyes light up with gratitude was quite a special feeling but he still was reluctant to accept. I was uncertain if he mistrusted my motives or if he really just thought it was too much but I really couldn’t think of a way to broach the subject of what his concern might be without making it look and feel worse. So I just went ahead and presented him with a fait accompli; I booked a room and gave him my mobile number so he didn’t have to decide until later what he wanted to do. The kid rang me before I even got to my car. I was really pleased. I actually enjoyed talking to him; he’s a good kid who’s clearly had a rough upbringing and I knew that I would never act upon the attraction I had for him anyway. When we got to the hotel, he was like a little kid at Christmas. The view of the city skyline etc was incredible for him. After a few more pipes, Tard announced that he’d find a way to pay me back and, I thought, alluded to sexual favours. When I told him in no uncertain terms that I expected nothing in return but he could pay me half of the hotel bill when he could afford it if he wanted to. He seemed happy with that and we were having a great time just chilling. Until a few hours later, Tardy suddenly said, with a huge mischievous grin on his face, “I’m horny as fuck. I’ll suck your dick if you suck mine”. My immediate reaction was more annoyance than anything else but, I admit, Tard voicing the idea had caused some movement of blood in my nether regions. And then he started flirting full on. It was either that or he was taking the piss. He touched my arm; put his hand on my leg and left it there too long. It even felt as if he’d reached toward my cock before taking his hand away. I kept saying “please don’t mate”. I was speechless otherwise. He settled a bit but the look in his eyes remained...and, by now, I’m now getting pretty uncomfortable and embarrassed. And then Tard’s lowered his pants and his cock is out. It’s a fucking nice one too. Pretty big and oddly thick and veiny for such a skinny bloke. He’s rock hard and playing with himself. I couldn’t look away. Honestly, I wanted to deepthroat him right then and I doubt I was hiding the look of lust on my face. Until he took his shirt off. His body is gorgeous and I couldn’t hide my attraction any longer. My erection was pushing hard to escape and Tard made it clear he had noticed. But I still said, “no.” This wasn’t my intention in helping him and I hated the idea that he might think that’s how he could, or should, repay me. Tard just said, “shut the fuck up. We’re doing this because we want to” and he leaned forward to kiss me; just a small, almost apologetic peck initially but then he moved close and started touching my body and staring into my eyes. His touch seemed confident and assertive at the same time as seeming gentle and calming. Then he started kissing me passionately and his hand’s on my cock. I remember just looking at his chest and his nipples and all I could think about was how weirdly smooth and hairless his chest was compared to his face and his arms and legs. How beautiful those huge brown nipples were. How, when you really looked at them, there were a few strands of blonde chest hair around each nipple and some tufts of slightly darker hair on his chest. And how enticing they’d be to wake up to if you’d fallen asleep with your face resting on that beautiful chest the night before (preferably from exhaustion while feeling a firm young cock slowly losing its erection but never quite becoming flaccid.) As much as I kept protesting that he didn’t need to do this, Tard just kept kissing me and touching me, coaxing me to respond. Not that I didn’t lose that battle the instant his lips and his caress set my senses on fire. We were both as horny as hell and when I kissed, then licked and then sucked his left nipple, he groaned. It was the hottest sound I think I’ve ever heard. This young man was as turned on as I was. He wasn’t doing this because he thought he had to. And he was already naked and moving to lie down on the bed, easing me with him. All I wanted to do was ask him how his skin was so soft..it’s really annoying how my over analytical nature doesn’t even lay off when my senses are on fire....so I grabbed the pipe, and went shotgun with a massive amount of smoke in his mouth. At some point, Tard paused and said, “you need to understand that this is not something I haven’t done before. I have. Sure there’s been times when I’ve hated myself for it. But there have been others where I enjoyed it. And I’m loving this and I want this. With you. You make me feel special. You don’t talk to me like I’m dumb, like I’m a loser. You’ve shown me more care after meeting me a couple of times than some people I’ve known my whole life. Don’t worry: I’ve sucked cock to get drugs. I fucked blokes to get drugs. I’ve taken plenty of cocks just to score. Fuck me dead, I’ve taken cocks when there was nothing in it for me except not getting bashed. I’ve been fucked full of so much cum by so many blokes that I used to wonder why they didn’t talk to my “dirty boy cunt”. But I like having sex on drugs too and I’ve begged for cock after cock and load after load because that’s all I was to them. Been there, only a few months ago. Got gangbanged by probably a dozen old men because they gave me all the gear I could take and them some. And, afterwards, I had sex with another old guy because he was the only one who asked me if I was ok. So I said thank you the best way I know how. I pulled him towards me, kissed him and said, “please come here and make love to me. And I turned myself on my back and lifted my legs up and said, “give me your load daddy”. And he did. He fucked another load of cum into me. And I loved him for it. He fucked me like I was the only cunt left in the world. He blew in me like all the others but then he kissed me and held me and even told me that he was fucking his cum into me. His cum was to seed my cunt alone, not to be passed around to the next cock. And I loved him for that. But I still enjoy getting fucked. I love it. I love fucking women too but, shit, I think there’s hardly been a month when I haven’t gone out alone so I could get my cunt pounded. I’m good at giving it and at taking it. Both to live and because I enjoy the sensation of it all. And now there’s you. A hot guy who’s so caring that he can’t accept that he’s even sexier because he’s a bit shy and a bit worried about getting some care back. You’ve made a difference to me, you know. The way you look at me with all that lust but then you worry that you’re like the other thousand dicks that have blown their load into my cunt. But you’re nothing like them. You cared about me when your dick wanted you to fuck me like a worthless cunt but you actually talked to me like I was worth talking to. I want this, and I want you to want me just because you want this too.” I know I just collapsed into him when he said that. And, somewhere in exploring his body, my cock and his arse crack rubbed against each other and the boy just sighed. A massive sigh. That alone made my cock go even harder and Tard must’ve sensed it too because he started working his hole back toward the head of my cock. I can’t honestly even remember what he said but it was along the lines of “I’m so happy you top. It’s going to be yours tonight. I know you’re dying to get my cock in you and you will. And now you know that I can’t wait for you to fuck me”...which, of course, was my cue to thrust into his arse. I’d intended only to insert the tip but, somehow, I slammed into him, tearing through his second sphincter as well. I’m blaming the bottom though: Tard’s entire body just seemed to heave and push back on me so I gently pushed in further. Before I knew it, my cock was exploring the walls of his innards. I love watching a man’s eyes react when you penetrate his hole and the groan he made was just magical. And then Tard blurted out, “have you ever slammed?” It sounds awful in hindsight but it was so hot, so unbelievably hot, at the time. “Yes. Have you?” And his eyes lit up. “We’re going to slam fuck each other one day soon, aren’t we?” You should have felt how his body wrapped around my cock even more when I said, “I have some fits. We can do it tonight.” And, at that moment, one of us moved in such a way that our bodies were fucking each other. I don’t know if I thrust into Tard or if he thrust his cunt back onto my cock but suddenly I had ripped through his sphincter and was balls deep inside him. I’m a bottom who’s learned to be versatile, especially if a man has already taken control of my cunt and fucked me silly. Flipping is easy then. But it usually takes the attempted destruction of my cunt to make my dick reliable. Even though I flip pretty skilfully nowadays, I rarely top first. But we were fucking like animals. It was as animalistic and violent a fuck as I think I’ve ever done. Everything I saw from Tard, every sound he made, every thrust demanding I go deeper and harder...everything just made my desire for him and his pleasure more urgent. My cock and his cunt were one. I doubt I’ve ever loved another human being as completely as I did as I was making mad violent love to him. And then we flipped. And flipped. And flipped. After a few hours of fucking, we held each other a while. I’ve kissed and licked and sucked every inch of that boy’s body. And we ended up staying for three nights. We invited a few other guys over after the first day and a bit and it’s fair to say that Tard’s almost as insatiable for cock and cum as I am now. I’ve booked him into a hostel for a few weeks so he can sort out what he wants. And he’s got a standing invitation to stay with me on the farm as often and for as long as he needs. I’m already missing him. I want his cock inside me. I’m encouraging him to get tested for HIV but that’s up to him. It’s my birthday next week; I’m hoping he’ll get tested so he can tell me, if he tests positive, that he’s giving me an extra special present. But that’s selfish of me, I know...but it’d add even more fire to our love making. And, of course, I want my cock inside him. Not because I enjoy fucking the young man and not even because he derives so much pleasure from it...but because I get to hold him and feel the softness of his skin and smell him. He’s already reminded me of something I started to lose sight of: that it’s important sometimes just to be there for people you care about and have them care about you...- 4 comments
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Chris is an 18 year old senior in high school. Straight, dark brown hair, Brown eyes, swimmers build, captain of the track team. His beautiful girlfriend, Ann. Who, he fucked every chance he got. Chris knew he had a hot body, and that certainly didn’t go unnoticed by Jack, his 56 year old next neighbor, who secretly lusted and had discreetly watched Chris from his bedroom window, Jack who was 5,6 slim with sliver gray hair, had fantasized on fucking the clueless young man. Jack’s best friend, Oliver, who was a year older, then Jack over weight and was 5’8. Both talked about what they would do with Chris, if they could get their hands on the 6’ foot stud. and as fate would have it, an opportunity would happen for Oliver and Jack. Chris was getting ready for work at the comic book store he worked at. He was by himself after 4 when his boss left. It was a mom and pop place, so no security cameras, he was alone. He would see customers and by closing it was dead slow. Jack and Oliver knew the shop closed at 8 and with that, they went to see Chris, to ask him about comic books. At least that was their story. Around 745PM, Oliver and Jack showed up, Chris was surprised. “Hi Chris,” Jack said with a very cheerful voice. “Hello Chris,” came from Oliver. “Hello Mr. Morgan.” Hello, Mr. Reeves.” “What brings you here?” “First of all, it’s not Mr. Morgan, it’s Jack.” “And I’m Oliver.” “We’re looking for the Amazing Spider-Man 700.” Oliver said. “He’s looking to get it for his nephew, he can’t find it anywhere.” Jack finishing up Oliver’s sentence. “Let me check the back issues.” Chris goes to the back, Jack puts a roofie into Chris’s soda. “I got it” as Chris comes from the back. “Thank you, Chris!” Oliver says, paying for the book. “Thank you for looking” Jack says with a grin. The men quickly leave, Chris fishes cashing out for the night. Takes a sip of his Soda, slowly feels dizzy, trying to keep his balance, but passes out. At that moment both men come back in, Oliver locked the door, while Jack goes to check on Chris, who is out cold. Quickly, putting their plan into action, Oliver gets Chris’s keys and goes to hide his car, so everyone thinks he has left. Jack, using Chris’s finger print to unlock his phone, setting up a fake profile on various gay websites that caters to older men. Oliver returns, having parked Chris’s car three blocks away from the store. Oliver and Jack manage to get Chris into the back and unto the couch. Both men slowly undress the young man, Oliver is impressed by what he sees. Chris’s smooth chest, the pubic hairs above his soft dick, but once it got hard and thick it would be great to play with. Chris let’s out a moan, slowly waking up, finding himself staring at Oliver and Jack naked standing over him. “What’s going on here?” As Chris slurred his words, and barely able to move. “It’s ok Chris, just enjoy it and relax.” Jack said in a soothing voice, easing the young man’s mind.” Oliver, went to go get Chris’s soda, giving him a pill viagra to get him hard and with the roofie still in the soda, Chris passes out again, Jack puts lube on his dick, which is now hard, and puts some lube on Chris’s hole, slowly sliding his 7 inch cock into the young man. Oliver, watches Jack fuck Chris, who’s own cock is now hard thanks to the viagra. Oliver set up a camera to record all the action, and to use it, against Chris, if he should try and say anything to anybody about this. Jack felt himself starting to cum inside Chris, who was now half awake unable to speak and seeing Jack between his legs and his cock in his ass. “Here, it comes Chris!” Jack let’s out a loud yelp. Shooting his load into him. “My turn.” Oliver says, as he positions himself between the young man, not using lube due to the cum leaking out of Chris’s ass. ”I’ve waited a long time for this.” Oliver said. Chris couldn’t do much, the roofie took much of his energy, and was surprised to see he was hard. All Chris could do was take it. while Oliver was finishing up, there was a knock at the door. Jack went to answer it, and to his surprise, there were eight men ranging in age from 53 to 77. “Hi, I believe this is the place where we get to bareback a hot jock.” said the man with the eye glasses, who was 5’2 and stocky. “Why yes it is” Jack said with a grin. Pointing to the back, Jack locks the door, and follows the men to the back. “My he is beautiful.” One guy said. Oliver shoots his second load into Chris. “Times up, Ollie, we have to give these fine gentlemen a turn with our boy.” each of the men took turns fucking Chris. Who couldn’t do much but take it, Oliver started jerking Chris’s cock, while deciding to fuck him again. “Chris, this is a night you’re never going to forget.” While shooting another load into the young man’s ass. And at the same time, Chris shot his load all over, in which Oliver, fed Chris his own load, who licked it off his the next morning , Chris woke up in his bed, thinking he had dream the whole thing, until he got a text from Jack, with a link to the video saying “Don’t day anything to anyone, or we will release it all over the internet.” Chris now was their personal cum and he knew he couldn’t tell anyone either
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STR8 CZECH TWINK TRICKS A FRIEND INTO TINA SLAM & POZ BREEDING - PART ! THE INTRODUCTION: Maxim and Ilya are two cute 18 year old Czech straight twinks living in Prague. They know each other since kindergraten and do almost everything together. People often think that they are bothersome because they both have black hair, a slim athletic body, and their tanned skin is smooth. But there are some differences; Maxim has a more defined body than Ilya, but Ilya has a bigger cock. When they where a few years younger they watched porn together sparking their craving for sex. After they both had sex with a girl from school, but they wanted it more like the pornvids so they needed to find girls/women with more experience. The next day they posted a message on a website for sex hookups. The message was straight to the point: “Two sexy ripped 18 y/o boys. Looking for sex with older experienced girls/women (20 - 30 y/o). 7inch and 9inch cocks are waiting for you. Whe’re quick learners and up for fulfilling all sexual wishes; dp, anal, cream pie, face fucking, etc. PS: We’re not gigolo’s or escort. We fuck for free & with our condom”. They added a picture of their athletic bodies and there rock hard cocks. Within 10 minutes the reactions started to come in. They received their sex dates at Ilya’s house during the day and in the evening. Maxims parents worked hat hard and always where home late. They had 3 - 4 dates per week and their dates came mostly alone, but sometimes they brought an extra girlfriend. Within a few month they were pro’s and already did every type of sex that they knew by watching porn. THE SETUP: One weekend Ilya helped his older brother move to his own apartment and he would stay the night so he can attend the housewarming party with his brothers friends. Maxim couldn’t join because he was laying in bed with the flu. It was a good party because Maxim didn’t see Ilya until wednesday. When Ilya came over he was talking about something he learned from his brother that makes sex hotter than hell. Before Maxim could ask what it was, Ilya continued by telling a that at the party a super hot girl that was checking him out and when he went to the bathroom she followed him and stroked and sucked his big cock. Ilya paused a few seconds and continue with “….Dude… She asked me if i knew a some place where we could fuck?”. So I told here that i knew a place but that would mean getting fucked by me and a friend. He looked in Maxim eyes and said that She told him that she loves getting fucked by two cocks! “So we only need to tell here when she can come!” Ilya concluded. Maxim started to tell Ilya that his parents won’t be home all weekend and that we could spent the whole weekend fucking. “I will text here right away” Ilya said. 3 minutes later he got a reply that Ilya read to loud: “If we have the whole weekend than i can bring over some extra girlfriends. All of them cum craving sluts like me!”. Maxim eyes started to twinkle. THE TRICK: Saturday Ilya came over early because he had to tell Maxim what he learned from his brother. He had a bag with him with a pipe a few syringes and a small bag full of white crystals. He started with “This stuff will make us so fucking horny that we can go on the whole weekend pounding”. “Do we need that?” Maxim replied. Ilya knew that Maxim would say that so he answered immediately with “If you try it you will know the answer. My brother introduced me to it when i was at his place. I also hesitated, but when i tried it felt so fucking horny and knew that we should try this out together”, he quickly added “let’s start by smoking a small amount”. He load up some crystals in the pipe, heated the pipe with a flame and took a few hits. He then gave the pipe to Maxim, put the flame under the bowl and told him to inhale deep a few times. “How are you feeling” Ilya asked Maxim. Maxim replied “Feeling a bit hot, getting a bit horny”. Ilya put on some porn and asked Maxim “Want another hit from the pipe? This will make your cock fucking hard so we can start the action right away when the girls arrive”. Maxim nodded and took the pipe, heated it and took a couple of big hits. His cock reacted right away by getting rock hard. Maxim let out a deep sigh and said “this is super!”. Maxim took a few deep hits every five minutes while stroking his hard cock. After half an hour his cock went limp, he tried to get hard again but it nothing work. Maxim started to freak out “What’s happening dude? Can’t get hard anymore!”. Ilya answered calm “You took the hits to quickly after each other. I had the same problem. It will get hard in about 1 - 2 hours”. Maxim start to panic and said: “But the girls are here in less then 45 minutes. Can’t stay like this?!”. “My brother showed me how to undo it. Let me show you how on myself, so you can decide if you want it?!” Ilya said. He took a leather strap tied it around his arm, took a pre-prepared syringe, found a vein and slowly shot the content into his bloodstream. He release the strap and started to couch, and his soft dick started to grow. “Okay! Can you do me now? Want to be rock hard when they arrive!” said Maxim. Ilya knows that his friend is exactly where he wants him to be. He takes out a syringe marked with a small red sticker and starts to tie a strap around maxims arm. He sticks the needle in the vein and start to push the plunger down. He knows that the syringe with the red sticker is pre-prepared with a dose 4 times higher than he gave himself. When he removes the strap, Maxim starts to cough very hard and Ilya knows that the conversion has begon. THE PREPARATION: Maxim is flying high on T not aware of his surrounding. Ilya throws Maxims arm around his neck and drags him to the bathroom. he puts him on a small bench so his ass is sticking out and his limp body is resting against the wall. He starts to clean out his friends ass. After 25 minutes he is finished. He takes a bottle of lube and squirts some up Maxims ass. Maxim is slowly getting more aware and starts moaning. Ilya says to him that he passed out and that he put him under the shower to revive him. Maxim mumbles. Ilya put his arm around him and helps Maxim back to the living room and puts him into a lounge chair. He takes some ropes and ties both arms behind the backseat. He then puts Maxims legs on his shoulders and start to lube up Maxims virgin hole. Maxim is getting more aware of whats happing with him and starts to mumble “What… doing… Un..tie…”. “I will tell you what i’m doing. I’m preparing you for the same thing that happened to me last weekend. You think using girls for lust and fucking their pussy hard is hot! it’s nothing compared to being used like a slut and getting your ass pussy fucked hard. You’re gone be reprogrammed to service cock… bare cock…” replies Ilya. Maxims mumbles “No… Stop”. Ilya starts grinning and says “You’re ass will start burning i a few seconds and you will scream… you can fight it or embrace it… either way you’re ass will turn into a willing open hole and you will beg for cock!”. He than places a big shared against the Maxims sphincter and places his hard lubed 9 inch cock against it and starts to push the shard inside with his cock. Maxim starts to scream, but slowly the 9 inch cock sinks deeper. When the whole length is in Maxims arse starts to burn and he start to beg to take it out. Ilya slowly pulls out but when he’s almost out he rams in deep. He starts repeating the stroke while Maxim screams. With each stroke he cranks up the tempo. Maxims ass starts tingling and a warm glow rushes to his brain. The screams start to change in to moans. Ilya is piston fucking his friends ass harder. But then he pulls out complete. The tingling and empty feeling in Maxims ass gets worse every second. The feeling is driving him insane and he asks Ilya to put it back in. “I want you to beg for it. Beg me to fuck you. Beg me to fuck you hard. Beg me to shoot my load deep in your ass!” Ilya replies. “Please fuck me… hard… en shoot your load deep inside me” moans Maxim. Ilya plunges his dick back inside and starts to fuck hard. Maxim feels Ilya’s cock swell up and moaned “Yeah… fill my ass… fill it with your cum”. Ilya starts breathing heavy and says “This will be the first but not the last. You’ll will meet the guys that converted me and they will do the same to you!”. Maxim could believe what he heard. At the same time Ilya made a loud roar and started to fill up Maxims ass. A few second later there was a loud knock on the door. Ilya pulled out and opend the door. THE GANG: A group off six guys in their early twenties came inside lead by Ilya’s brother. “Good job little bro” he said. They guys started to strip. Their athletic ripped bodies where covered in tattoo. All guys had a biohazard tattoo above their dicks. Two guys came into action and took two syringes, one walked towards Maxim and the other to Ilya. Ilya’s brother: “You’re only goal in life will be to service us. We will use you as we please and you will do ass we please. We will breed your asses with our cum… Our toxic cum… When you are converted you will be marked with the same tattoo we have…”. The couching of both boys interrupts him. “Love the sound of meth running to their veins” he says before continuing: “When you’re marked your part of our gang… And we are always on the prowl for new straight boys we can initiate!”. The gang gathered around the two willing boys. THE CONVERSION: Ilya’s brother is the first to ram his big poz cock inside Maxim. Two other members shove their cocks down the boys throats, one shoves his cock deep into Ilya’s ass. The other two take place behind the two ass fuckers and start to play with their nipples. Both cocks react by swelling up in the boys asses. — TO BE CONTINUED —- 13 replies
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Chris couldn’t remember a time where he wasn’t attached to a girl. Even before he knew how to spell ‘girlfriend,’ he had one. At first he attracted them just by being the brash, confident exceptional boy he was, excelling in every sport, activity, hobby, and grade as he went. Once puberty hit, the line of ladies seeking his company grew exponentially, keeping his dance card full all the way through high school and college. Maybe that’s why he never realized there was a need inside him that was aching to be fulfilled, until it was too late. The rain had been pouring for almost a week straight since Chris had moved into his new apartment, in a new city, where he had just started a new job. Having graduated high school at 16, and college at 20, Chris was used to things coming easily to him, but no one seemed impressed or even pleased with him at work. Unnerved by his slow start, he hungered for something to distract and rejuvenate him. On his third night there, he called his current girlfriend who was two hours away in the tiny town where they’d gone to school together. After five minutes on the phone, Chris realized she wouldn’t be driving up to see him anytime soon. Unphased, he assumed he’d have another girlfriend by the end of the week, and decided to work out his frustrations with a different type of physical exertion. He was already lacing up his tennis shoes for a run when the sky opened up and cancelled that idea. The next few nights he spent looking for a female companion in bars and clubs, but amazingly he had no luck. As it turns out, being born handsome and exceptional makes it easy to get girls when you are in a small town, but here in the city, he had no idea how to approach a woman and start a conversation. Without the aid of a classroom he was helpless, not to mention the added disadvantage of working so late each night that anyone worth talking to was either taken or drunk. So there he was, stuck inside on a rainy Saturday night: horny, alone and itching for release of some kind. Getting out the newspaper with half a mind to call one of the women advertizing under the escort section, he happened to turn to a full page ad for a gym. Halted by the spandex clad babe in the photo, he realized as he read that the gym was only a few blocks from his house and extremely reasonably priced, considering they advertized services like personal training, massage therapy, dozens of different classes and a nutritionist. He clipped the coupon from the bottom corner, tossed on some shorts and a tshirt and dashed to his carport. Perhaps it was a stereotype, but Chris expected floor to ceiling windows, bright lights and a giant neon sign to welcome him. Instead he found himself walking in to an unassuming red brick building at 11pm, where a short, trim redhead greeted him. She took his coupon, promised him the first five visits no strings attached and instructed him to veer left to the men’s gym, where one of the male trainers would meet him. A slim tan blond man named Dave led him through the 4 story complex, explaining that unlike other gyms, Stern’s kept the male and female gyms separate, only combining on the top floor where group classes were held. The floor below that had the nutritionist’s area and windowless mirrored work-out areas for each sex, containing equipment like weight machines, treadmills, etc. The main floor housed the offices, private training rooms, locker rooms, and massage rooms, and the basement housed two identical pool areas, divided by sex, each with an Olympic size pool, sauna, steam room, and shower area. Chris was about to question the separation until a man strode past him in the buff and dove into the pool. Dave explained that the workout area was divided to promote working out for yourself, instead of worrying how you looked to some slut. Chris laughed, but asked again about the pool, when Dave explained that there were no suits allowed on the pool level when the gym opened 60 years before, and they’d never changed the rule. Shrugging it off, he thanked Dave and got to his work out, running for almost an hour with only a few other men spread around the large room. He was sweating profusely, going faster and faster, his eyes locked with his reflection in the mirror across from him, until someone walked in front of his machine, and he almost fell off. Hitting the stop button and jumping off, Chris glanced up as he took a swig from a complimentary water bottle and almost spit it back up. The man who’d broken his stride was the most beautiful specimen Chris had ever seen. He starred, slack-jawed and bug-eyed at the shirtless 6’6”, 230lbs, raven haired, blue eyed ripped god who had taken up a spot at the weight bench and was pressing some ridiculous amount. “Spot me, bro.” The man, who Chris would come to know as Jake, commanded. Usually Chris would have begged off, being more of a cardio guy with no weight training to speak of, but Jake’s tone made him step over and take the spotting position. He stood there spotting him for two sets of 25, when Jake hopped up and began removing weights, telling Chris to take his place. He laid down before remembering to protest, and tried to grunt out his lack of interest in weights between lifts. “You need this man,” Jake said, scooting close enough over Chris’ head that his shorts hung open directly over Chris’ face. Chris shut up and tried not to get caught sneaking glances at the firm thighs and enticing shadows up the shorts’ legs. “Guy like you probably got along fine in school, handsome and fit, but now you’re in the real world and it’s time you work out like a real man.” After Chris could do no more reps, Jake pulled him to standing with one hand and introduced himself as one of the private trainers that the gym employed. Jake explained that new members got three free training sessions, and he expected Chris to use them. Arriving in the lockerroom, Jake tugged off his shorts leaving him in an extremely-snug pair of white briefs, outlining his hefty bulge and perfectly spherical ass. Taking Chris’ hand, he placed it on his lower abs and told him to feel the definition where they met his groin muscles, as well as on his pecs, huge biceps and the back of his warm, fuzzy thighs. Wrapping himself in a towel, Jake stripped the briefs from under it without revealing anything else, and then made Chris promise to come back the next night for legs. Nodding, he watched as Jake strode off into the staircase for the showers, before regaining his senses, pulling on his coat, and leaving. That night as he showered, Chris replayed the images of Jake in his mind, and found that he was excited by the idea of working out with him again. His dick jumped when he remembered the view up Jake’s shorts, but he dismissed it as a side effect of needing pussy and seeing that much exposed skin. Chris returned the next night, and the next, and the next and was quickly the gym’s best customer. Jake made him a great deal on a weekly training fee, and the two of them were quickly transforming Chris from an attractive slim wasp-type, into a buffed, taught, machine of a man. Chris became obsessed with making Jake proud of his work, and started imagining Jake more and more in his fantasies. At first he was just taking part in whatever imaginary threesome Chris concocted to get his rocks off, but after awhile Jake was becoming the star. Still, Chris convinced himself that he was only picturing Jake because he symbolized the ideal that Chris was striving to become. Before either of them knew it, 6 months had passed and Jake was Chris’ best friend, well only friend, in town. One night as they stripped down to shower, carefully concealing their full nudity from one another, Jake asked Chris when he last got laid, and couldn’t believe it was really 6 months. “Come early tomorrow,” Jake said before they split to head to separate shower stalls. “Then we’ll go out after and find some pussy. Time to test out your new body on some unsuspecting skanks.” Music rocked Chris’ chest as he tried to hear what the gorgeous brunette was saying, shouting from the stool next to his. He tried to care, but he could tell she was hot for his dick, the way she caressed his arms and stroked his thigh, but he kept getting distracted watching Jake dance with a petite latin girl. As he suspected, it was barely an hour later that the four of them had taken a cab back to Jake’s apartment and each couple began getting hot and heavy on opposite ends of the couch. He was so caught up seeing Jake in action and getting his first play in months that he didn’t notice Jake pull out a glass pipe and small white bag full of crystal shards. Both girls jumped at the chance to smoke, but Chris declined, never having tried any drugs, or even hard liquor. “Too bad,” Jake said, blowing a cloud of something he called ‘tina’ as he spoke. “This shit makes me cum like a fire hydrant and fuck like a bull.” The latin girl squealed and shoved her hand into his open fly while they finished the bowl. As the brunette started to unzip Chris’ pants, Jake picked up his date, tossed her over his shoulder and dashed into the bedroom. Disappointed that he was unable to watch his idol demolish the latin chick’s cunt, Chris regained his vigor when he realized he could hear every dirty, nasty thing that was going on just beyond the bedroom door. The two buddies eventually turned it into a fuck-fight, seeing which one could make his girl cum faster, harder and more often. Chris planned to be the victor, having achieved anal first, but lost control when he moved to the floor and caught a glance through the open door of Jake’s face and chest contorted in pleasure as he pounded the bitch doggy style. He whipped his cock out of the brunette’s ass, and shot copious amounts of jizz across her tits and face. Spent, Chris fell back against the coffee table and watched as the brunette hopped up and ran to the bathroom. Once she was finished, she made some dumb excuse and disappeared to find a cab, while Chris slowly found his briefs and used them to wipe down his cock and chest before dragging his ass to the john. Taking his time as he passed the bedroom in hopes of another glance, he almost fell over when the latin girl was slammed up against the wall by the door, both her legs over Jake’s arms as they completed their fuck. Chris stood in the dark hall, his dick hardening again, wishing he could see Jake’s cock, but afraid to venture further out from his hiding spot. As Jake laid the girl on the bed and grunted his final grunt, Chris slipped into the bathroom and began washing up in the sink. Still hardening, he took a moment to admire the v-shape that was forming from his abs to his dick, and the way his arms and pecs stood out and shone in the dim bathroom light. He flexed and stroked his dick just in time for Jake to burst in behind him and push past him to the toilet. They laughed at Chris’ display, and Jake began commenting on how proud he was of Chris’ progress while Chris went into a fog where all he could see was Jake’s dick. Semi-hard and covered in cum and pussy juices, Jake drew a finger from the dick head out to the toilet bowl, leading a heavy beady string of cum. After a moment, Jake’s piss began to flow, and Chris realized he was fully hard again. All he wanted to do at that moment was reach out and take Jake’s cock in his hand. He had no idea what he would do with i, all he knew is the world would be perfect if he could feel Jake’s cock. He snapped out of his haze as the latin girl came in with them and took a hold of Chris’ hard-on, asking for seconds. He lifted her up onto the counter and fucked her right there while Jake watched and cheered them on. Chris was ready to cum in minutes once Jake began to stroke his dick again. He came deep in her pussy, adding his load to Jake’s, before the trainer lifted her off Chris’ cock and took her back into the bedroom for sloppy thirds. Looking down, Chris realized his cock was covered in both his load and his buddy, and he couldn’t resist wiping off a few drops and tasting them before he got dressed and snuck out the door. Chris gave up trying to explain his feelings for his friend after that, giving in each weeknight to fantasies of jerking off together, showering together, even letting Jake cum in his mouth. On the weekends they’d find more girls and repeat the fun with new victims, sometimes only finding one girl and having to share. Still too afraid of what Jake might do if he realized Chris’ attraction, Chris was always careful to take turns on the girls. One night as a perky blonde co-ed was giving them both head on the couch, Dave from the gym walked in with a teenage jock type guy, sat down and loaded some tina in a bowl. Chris was weirded out at first, until Jake explained that Dave was his roommate and they saw each other fucking around on a regular basis. Chris was even more shocked when the teen dropped to his knees and began sucking Dave off. Jake could see Chris’ shock and, before the girl noticed, he dragged them both to the bedroom to fuck. A few weeks later, they had just gotten back from the club with tall modelesque girl, when Dave entered, this time accompanied by a skater type guy with piercings in his nose, brow, ear and nipples (which he proudly showed while Dave loaded a bowl). Chris declined the pipe as usual, but the girl was on a mission to get him to try it, telling him he could only fuck her tight pussy if he took at least one hit off the pipe. Chris said no again, his hard cock begging him to give in. “Stop being a little bitch and smoke this,” Jake ordered him before handing Chris the pipe, and lighting it. Chris began inhaling as the smoke filled the cylinder, just as he had heard Dave and Jake explain to girls and guys they’d initiated previously. At first he felt nothing, but with the exhale came a huge cough, and a buzzing feeling shooting up his spine and into his brain. He should have stopped at one hit, but the model kept shotgunning hits with him and encouraging him to take more and more. Soon there was an all out smoke/fuck fest in the middle of the living room. Chris was pounding the model’s pussy while Jake shoved his cock deep into her throat, which was quite a feat, since he is at least 9 inches long and tends to get wider the longer he fucks. Dave had the skater on the floor with his legs over his head and was breeding his ass with a nice thick 8 inch uncut cock. Chris found himself wondering how the tight hole took so much cock and somehow still made the boy beg for it like he did. Many years before, one of Chris’ girlfriends had shoved her finger in his ass while they fucked. After the initial jumping and hollering, Chris found he enjoyed it, so much so that he was now in the habit of fingering his hole when he jerked off. The combo of the high and the site in front of him had Chris so horned up that when he and Jake switched ends, he asked the model to finger his hole. Eyes closed, he heard a bottle of lube pop open and a long, kinda thick finger slide two knuckles deep into his tight ass. Moaning, he began to pump harder in her throat, which made Jake pump back from the other end. Simultaniously, they pulled out of their respective ends, and began covering her in cum. Neither one shot far enough to hit the other, but Chris made sure to lick up some of Jake’s load while kissing the model before she ran to the shower. Mysteriously, even with the model in another room, Chris could still feel a finger slowly pumping his hole, almost making him hard again. Turning, Chris made eye contact with Dave, who pulled his finger out and mouthed “you’re welcome,” so Jake and the Skater bottom would be none the wiser. Joining the model in the shower, Chris was worried when he didn’t get hard as fast as usual, which she explained might be from the tina. Anxious about it, Chris hopped out and went to find Jake or Dave to ask them but stopped just outside the living room where he couldn’t be seen easily, but had a pretty good view of Jake feeding his hardon to the skater boy, while Dave pounded the boy’s ass. Instantly Chris was hard and went back into the bathroom where he fucked the model as rough as he could, focused on the picture of Jake’s dick sliding between his own lips. A few days later, Dave ran into Chris in the locker room and asked him what he thought of the weekend’s festivities. Unsure, Chris tried to play it cool, until Dave told Chris he had seen the way Chris looked at Jake, and was pretty sure Chris would have sucked Jake off if the skater hadn’t done it. Chris tried to deny it, but Dave whipped out his phone, and produced pix of Jake feeding his load to other tricks Dave had brought home. “I’ve yet to see him fuck a guy,” Dave said, handing Chris the phone before leading him into a massage room. “but I know he loves feeding them. Maybe next time I can find a way for you to swallow his spunk.” Chris wasn’t listening. He was engrossed in the photos on Dave’s phone, each of them featuring the two roommates destroying bottoms of all ages and types, Dave in their asses, Jake in their mouths. Dave continued describing dirty scenarios involving Jake, while pulling down Chris’ shorts and jock, and jerking and fingering Chris. Moaning with pleasure, he licked his lips pretending he was the boy taking Jake’s man meat in his mouth. The fantasy was so real he didn’t even notice that Dave had maneuvered three fingers into his hole and was rubbing his own hard cock against Chris smooth ass cheek. Chris could see Jake in his mind, siddling up behind him to show him some proper dumbbell technique, then popping his dick from his shorts and sliding inside Chris’ ass without any of the other gym members knowing. Dave just started to spread Chris’ cheeks and slip his cock into the crack when they both heard Jake call out Chris’ name into the locker room, only feet from where they stood. Adrenaline soared through Chris’ body as he flew back from Dave and tried to pull up his shorts. He couldn’t be sure if Jake saw what was going on when he came in, but there was no way Jake missed Chris’ stiff cock poking out obscenely or the fact that Dave still had his monster dick in plain view. Still, Jake didn’t say anything about it and everything seemed totally normal until they finished and Jake got a text from Dave. “Dave told me what happened,” Jake said quietly, causing Chris’ heart to sink into his abdomen. “He told me he caught you jerking in the massage room. It was pretty ballsy of you to offer to let him watch in exchange for not ratting you out. Good thing he has been hot for your ass since you walked in. Of course now that you’ve had a man show you how to sculpt it, you’d better watch out for more pervs.” Chris laughed nervously and thanked god that Dave covered for him. However, he was so rattled that he didn’t realize they were both naked together for the first time with no one else around. Jake took advantage of the opportunity and had Chris flex his different muscle groups so they could compare. Somehow Chris stayed flaccid for the flex off, even when Jake ran his hand down Chris’ back, over his ass and down between the thighs to show the line of the musculature. Chris asked if he could feel on Jake, just to be sure he understood, then told Jake he was going for a swim, dashed off and blasted his cum load under the water. The next weekend Chris got a text from a number he didn’t know, but he was sure it was Dave when the attachment was a photo of Jake in the shower. Dave invited Chris to come over before he and Jake went out that night, to smoke and hang out, and discuss what had happened the last time. Chris politely declined a few times, worried he might end up getting fucked by Dave, until Dave mentioned that he had a sex tape Jake made before they’d met, and Chris could watch it. Shower, shave and he was out the door to Dave and Jake’s. Chris was greeted by a familiar face but no one he could place, until Dave explained that his guest was a member of the gym and a former MLB player. In no time they’d smoked a few bowls, got the video playing and convinced Chris he could jack off without Dave or Todd (the mlb guy) raping him. Sipping the drink Dave made him, Chris was stroking furiously at the sight of Jake plowing the hell out of some poor teen girl. By the look of Jake and his fuckslut, this must have been 3 or 4 years ago, when Jake was just a high school senior. Little by little the ghb in Chris’ drink took effect, loosening him up so Todd had no problem getting Chris’ dick in his mouth. He could feel his senses dulling, but decided the best way to counter act it was take more hits off the pipe and agree when Dave asked him if he’d like to try taking some fingers in his ass again. Perfectly timed once again, Jake walked in just as Todd was sucking Chris’ dick down to the balls and Dave had three fingers in Chris’ tight hole. “Hey roomie,” Dave said, handing Jake the pipe. “Turns out your buddy here likes getting his hole fingered, especially when he is high.” Jake laughed and took a few hits, before asking Chris if he was okay. Chris nodded yes and reached for Jake’s crotch. Oblivious, Jake handed him the pipe as if that’s what he wanted, before stripping off his own clothes and instructing Todd to suck his cock. Eyes glued to the real Jake, Chris forgot they were watching Jake’s sex tape, until the star of the tape noticed and asked why. “It was a request,” Dave said, standing up and moving down behind Todd’s upturned hole. “Seems as though your little trainee gets off watching you fuck.” Mortified, Chris was too high to deny it and just blushed. Everyone laughed, while Dave pulled Todd off Jake’s cock, and threw his legs back and began wailing on the baseball player’s tan hairy ass. “Course he does!” Jake added. “Just like I think it is hot watching him fuck. He is one hot piece of muscle man now, ain’t he Dave?” “You know I think he is,” Dave grunted between thrusts. “but I think he’d be even hotter with your dick in his mouth. And I KNOW he’s game for it.” Jake’s eyes whipped to Chris, and he knew Dave was telling the truth. No words were spoken as he stepped closer and waved his hard dick only an inch from Chris’ pink lips. Leaving the last bit of distance for Chris to make was all the approval Jake needed, for as soon as Chris leaned in to suck Jake, Jake thrust forward, grabbed a handful of dusty blond hair and began reaming Chris’ throat. If it was anyone else, Chris would have choked and pulled off and never tried it again, but he knew what he was getting with Jake, and it was exactly what he needed. Chris began to jack his own meat and finger his tight hole while he slurped on Jake’s massive member. Less than a minute was all it took for Chris to cum all over himself, and soon after Jake fed him his load. Worried that Jake would think less of him, Chris told Dave he was heading to the gym and ran out while Jake was in the shower. Although Jake’s apartment was only a few blocks from the gym, Chris was too high to drive there, but did anyway, barely making it in one piece. The rain had turned to snow recently and the roads were covered in it, which meant no one was working out on a snowy Saturday night. Inside the locker room, Chris stripped off his clothes and sat on the bench, still covered in cum. He began to freak out about what his only friend might do now that he saw what a faggot bitch Chris was. Still too drunk for a work out, he laid back and closed his eyes, willing this to just be an amazing dream, but knew it wasn’t when he heard the door slam and Jake’s voice call out to him. “What the hell man?” Jake asked, putting his bag and coat in his locker, and starting to undress. “You should know me well enough by now to realize I always have at least two loads to shoot once I start partying, and you gotta take the rest of them now boy.” Chris opened his eyes just in time to see a fully erect Jake straddle the bench, hoist Chris’ legs over his shoulders, squirt some lube on his cock, and slide most of it in on the first stroke. Chris screamed out, but stopped once Jake commanded him to. The first few minutes were excruciating, but after awhile it was less painful and more of a dull ache. All the pain was forgotten once Jake was balls deep. It was like a switch had been thrown, turning a straight muscle boy into a hungry bottom whore, begging and pleading for more dick and cum. When Jake finally decided to grace Chris’ ass with his load, he did it balls deep, sharing both of their first man2man kiss at the same time. Once they were sure the gym was truly empty, they sent the desk worker home and moved up to the gym floor, where Jake added another load to Chris’ ass, this time on the weight bench. Reinforcements arrived soon after, and Chris spent the rest of the night taking loads from Dave, Todd, two other gym members and high school kid who wondered in thinking it was a club and accidentally caught Jake giving Chris a fourth load on the reception desk. Attached: one pic of chris, four pics of Jake
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Old Enough To Know Better Young Enough To Do It Anyway
denVERScub posted a topic in Chem Sex FICTION
OLD ENOUGH TO KNOW BETTER, YOUNG ENOUGH TO DO IT ANYWAY PART I: INVINCIBLE BEGINNING At some point all teenage boys reach a moment in which they are transformed from a normal kid into a super powered, unstoppable force…or at least something deludes them into believe that about themselves. Once it has occurred, these kids will take on daring, and even foolish risks, with no fear that they might face consequences for their actions. Most boys probably couldn’t tell you when that moment was, but Chris could pinpoint exactly when and where and what he was doing (and who) when he lost his sense of self preservation and became a daredevil willing to try anything and always looking for the next adventure to prove he was all he believed himself to be. The night in question was during his sophomore year, only hours after he’d been told he’d be starting pitcher for his varsity baseball team the next season. So excited he could barely see straight, he texted some buds and made plans to meet them behind the diamond that night to celebrate. After three or so beers that had been purchased by someone’s older sister, Chris found himself doing handstands on the top row of the bleachers. This brave and idiotic act of show-off-ery was made possible by his alcohol intake and the appearance of some girls from his English class, but soon he’d feel strong enough to do such things without anything clouding his judgement. As it turned out, the handstand were sufficiently impressive to get one of the girls to come over to him and ask what else he could do. Not even an hour passed before they’d both gotten drunk enough to climb in the back of his dad’s truck and start fucking while all their friends were only a few feet away. Drunk and loud, their moans gave away what they were up to, and drew the other girl and the boys to come over and watch. Pretty soon a chant started encouraging Chris to go faster and harder. Now Chris would remember that this went on for at least a half hour and his girl orgasmed 3 times before he finally whipped his dick out and shot copious streams of jizz across her pussy, stomach and tits. The truth was more like five minutes, one (possibly fake) orgasm, and his cock slipping out at the last second, missing her tits or cunt, and instead coating the insides of her thighs and calves. While she retrieved her panties from his radio antenna, one of his buddies secretly took a photo of the cum covering her legs and showed it to Chris. It was right then that he became a myth to his buddies and any shred of self-preservation was gone. He was convinced he could do anything, having seduced the hottie with his athletic prowess, fucked her royally with an audience cheering him on, and a photo to prove it was all as awesome as he thought it was. That night when he got home and went into his bathroom to shower off the sweat, cum and pussy juice, he stripped nude and admired himself in the mirror. For months he’d been working his ass off to get his biceps bigger, his abs tighter and his legs stronger to help his game. Smirking, he suddenly saw the resulting body in a new light, as if it was imbued with mystical properties. Another foolish teen was born that night, and no one would be able to break him of his delusions of grandeur for quite some time. Over the next year he was cock of the walk, ruling the school as only buff, tall, handsome teen varsity jocks can. He even managed to make honor role first semester, which got him an offer to join an Honors track in the spring. With nothing to fear, he accepted without a second thought, and continued to spend his time perfecting his physique and juggling three girls. Once baseball season started in February, Chris was starting to realize that his honors classes might not have been the best idea. Midterms would be right around the same time as the first game, and so far Chris was barely finding the time to study enough for a ‘C’ average between practice and his workouts. Still he figured it would all work out just fine even when his teachers began pointing out that he was getting dangerously close to dropping below a ‘C’ which would keep him off the list for academic eligibility. Finally his coach pulled him aside after practice one night and mentioned some rumors that Chris might be off the team if he didn’t get his grades back up, and some fear kicked in. The next weekend, Chris cancelled his dates and spent the whole weekend studying and writing papers. During the week he began doing homework at lunch and between classes, and even used study hall for its intended purpose. His grades began to pick up, but now the coach was riding him for not playing as well. Friday’s practice was worst of the week, and Chris found himself barely able to focus with all the stuff he was freaking out about. Too wired to go home, he decided to drive over to his family’s athletic club and get in some time on his arms and try to figure out what he was doing wrong. An hour passed while Chris worked different weight machines to pump up his arms, but he was still distracted by all the work he had to do. So much so he accidentally loaded 20 lbs more than his top weight, and almost killed himself on the first press. Out of nowhere appeared a tall toned white guy covered in tattoos who jumped in to spot him and helped get the weight readjusted. Chris sat up to thank the guy, and found out he was one of the personal trainers at the club, Freddy. They chatted as the lifted and walked into the locker room together as Chris explained that with all he had to get done, there just wasn’t enough time during the week to do it and be well rested and ready for practice. “What if I could make the weekend longer?” Freddy asked, lowering his voice and leaning in closer. Chris asked what he meant and found out that Freddy had some stuff at his house that would allow Chris to stay up all night Friday and Saturday, get his work done for the week, and not make him groggy afterwards. Chris agreed without asking anything about what the stuff was or what it did. He was so excited about the idea of being able to get everything done that he didn’t notice Freddy checking him out as they showered. Inside Freddy’s apartment, Chris was offered a drink, but declined in favor of getting the stuff he needed to help study. He figured on the short drive over that it was probably caffine pills like truckers use, but he wasn’t sure if he could take those since technically the school could check for drugs at any point, even though they always did it Friday after school. He tried to hide his shock when Freddy returned to the living room in nothing but a pair of baggy bball shorts and a cap, with a small glass piper and lighter in one hand and a tiny bag of something resembling the rocks Chris grew in chemistry class the year before. Chris watched as Freddy explained that the stuff in the bag was called ‘Tina’ and was used to fight fatigue, as well as a few other things. Chris inquired as to why he needed the pipe and when Freddy started to show him, Chris objected quickly. “I don’t do drugs man, can’t risk it.” He said, losing some of his posture unconsciously from the disappointment of realizing there was no miracle way to stay up without chancing an ‘f’ on a piss test. “If any of this shit is detectable on a UA, then I would be fucked if it was still in my piss by Friday.” “No sweat man,” Freddy responded while loading some of the rocks into the glass bowl. “This stuff burns clean and is out of your system in 2, 3 days tops. Plus it won’t show on any UA for sports enhancing drugs or opiates.” Assuming that meant that the ‘tina’ wasn’t a drug, Chris spirits rose, but he remained wary, asking if there were any side effects or if it was addictive. “It can be addictive if you aren’t able to handle it properly,” Freddy said as he measured some of his baggie into an even smaller bag. “but you’re a big dude and you don’t look like one of those pussy bitches who can’t drink or smoke without ending up strung out on the side of the road somewhere. As for side effects, it just hypes you up and gets you running on overdrive, which can sometimes make you really thirsty or horny, kinda like a really good work out but with no fatigue after.” Chris’ sense of invulnerability over-rode all the ‘don’t do drugs’ lectures he’d heard over and over again in school and scouts, convincing him he could handle it in small doses. After all, no one was ever hooked after just one hit right? Wrong. Freddy asked him if he wanted to try it out, but Chris hesitated for one more second as he tried to decide if he was really willing to do this to get his stuff done. “Up to you man,” Freddy shrugged and pocketed the baggie and went to take a hit off the pipe himself. “I just need to know if you want this or if I should save it for the college chic I got on her way here. She loves smoking this and riding any cock in the room, so maybe I should save it for her anyway.” The idea that some girl could handle it and he was hesitating made Chris realize that it was time to man up. There was also the image of some co-ed tits bouncing as a girl rode his dick that had him wondering if he could use this as an excuse to hang around take a turn. He stopped Freddy and said he was ready to try it. Since he’d never seen a pipe like this before, Freddy offered to help him by lighting it for his first few hits. Instructing him to wait to inhale until Freddy gave him the signal, Chris sat as close to Freddy as he could. The tattoo’d taller, older guy held the pipe to Chris’ lips and flicked the lighter until it lit under the clear glass bowl. Crackling could be heard as Chris noticed the crystals melting and smoke beginning to billow in the round enclosure. From the weed pipes he’d smoked, Chris assumed the hole on top was a carb, but didn’t say anything since Freddy left it uncovered. Once some whisps of clean white smoke began to seep from the hole, Freddy said “now.” Inhaling deep into his lungs, Chris was surprised that he wasn’t tasting the smoke like he had when he’d smoked pot before. ‘must be due this being a cleaner burning substance or something,’ he thought, until he began to exhale and coughed really hard. Freddy laughed and asked if he was okay and Chris nodded. Taking another hit, Freddy handed Chris the bowl and told him to try it that time while Freddy retrieved water for the two of them. Chris had an easier time on that hit and wondered how long it would take to kick in. Just as Freddy came back with the waters, Chris got his answer in the form of a huge head rush and a wave of heat flowing over him. Now he understood why Freddy had stripped to his shorts. They continued passing back and forth the pipe while Freddy listened to him drone on and on about how amazing he felt. Once the bowl was finished, Freddy told Chris to strip down to his boxers if he was too warm, which Chris went ahead and did, with all the confidence of a boy his age. He didn’t even worry about getting hard when the extremely sexy 22 yr old girl showed up and smoked with them. By the time they’d smoked another bowl, Chris was concerned that he wasn’t getting hard, but kept his mouth shut since he was enjoying the 22yr old fingering her pussy and Sucking Freddy’s large dick. Within minutes of starting, her cunt got slippery, then sloppy and finally she creamed all over the couch cushion when Chris worked up the courage to reach over and stroke her pussy lips. Still, Chris couldn’t get any response from his dick. When the girl left, he asked Freddy, and he explained that it was a common side effect and if he decided to come back for more “study helpers” the next night, that Freddy would toss in a Viagra just in case. Confused, but wired, Chris left the apartment and went home, where he spent the next 6 hours pounding out a term paper, two research papers, and a set of flash cards for his midterms that week. Around 7 am, he was fading and went into his pocket for some more tina. Immediately he realized he had no pipe and no lighter. Whipping out his phone, he texted Freddy and prayed he was awake. By 8, Chris was back at Freddy’s door, and was greeted by the tattoo’d dealer’s naked body, semi-hard cock, and a nasty gangbang video playing on the tv. He was so distracted by his need for a pipe that it took him a minute to realize there was another guy there, around Freddy’s age, but shorter, around Chris’ height, and very muscly. He stammered and tried not to stare as the two men absent mindedly jerked their rods while he told them what he needed. The buff shorter guy laughed and told him to go buy one at the Mexican market on the corner, but Freddy stopped him and said he would give him one as part what he owed for the tina. Chris asked what he meant, and Freddy explained that tina was not free, and told him the bag he’d left with earlier was worth $30, and he’d toss in the Viagra he’d promised, a pipe and a lighter for another $10. All the money from Chris’ wallet added up to $38, and the change from his car got him another $1.57 closer, which Freddy graciously accepted on the condition that “next time you bring the cash before I give you the goods.” All Saturday, through the afternoon and evening, Chris was working at full speed, sneaking into the bathroom and locking the door periodically, in order to be sure he could take a few puffs without his parents catching him. As promised, the tina was life-changing, allowing Chris to stay focus and on task all day so he was done with all his work by midnight. With that, he booted up his laptop and hunted through some porn online so he could celebrate. Try as he might, even his favorite videos did nothing to help him become erect. Frustrated, he fished the little blue pill out of his pocket and gulped it down. He wondered if Freddy and the other guy had taken one, since they seemed to have no issues getting hard when he was there. Suddenly he realized he had no idea why the two of them were stroking together with no sign of a female anywhere and no mention of any coming over. A brief thought that they were fags crossed his mind, but he dismissed it as quickly as it arrived, reminding himself that Freddy fed his dick to the college girl right in front of him the night they met. Perhaps they were jerk off buddies like he and his friend Nick had been in middle school. It seemed weird that they’d continued as adults, but he forgot all about it when he looked down and found his own dick was now fully hard. Assuming it was from the slutty blonde getting a facial on the computer screen, he began to stroke and think of all the girls he’d been blowing off the last few weeks. One hand on his cock, he reached with his other hand for his phone and texted the girl who lived closest and asked if she wanted to come over. Imagining her taking a hit from his pipe before letting him use her slit, he felt his balls tightening already. Pausing to take another hit off his new pipe, he prayed for a pussy. Mere moments passed before the girl he’d texted sent a response saying: just got home from party. Come over and letz fuck. The sex was better than he ever could have imagined, even with a half-asleep drunk girl who didn’t want to do anything other than missionary. When he pulled out and shot his load on her pussy lips, she smiled and rolled over. She was out before his breathing returned to normal, and he was already figuring out how he was going to make $30 bucks that week to get more tina. PART II: UNSTOPPABLE ADDICTION Nine weeks had come and gone since that first night partying, and Chris had spent every weekend high as a kite. His grades were safely in the ‘B’ range and his performance on the team had never been better. He’d even managed to lose the baby fat around his waist with the help of the drugs, giving him an even more enviable form. In that time, he’d run through all his birthday money, he allowance, his gas money, and had even taken to selling some of his comic books from when he was younger, all to support his new habit. What began as a $30 bag and the occasional puff through the day was now $100 a weekend and a constant intake of meth. Days he spent at home locked in his room behind a combo lock he installed himself, nights he snuck over to Freddy’s apartment and smoked and jerked and hung out naked, occasionally enjoying a left over girl from Freddy’s customers. Recently Freddy was kicking him out more and more often, which required Chris to schedule hook ups with girls and friends at bizarre hours. He was loving every drugged minute of it, and had become totally okay with spending hours in the buff with Freddy and random friends and customers he had over now and then. Finals came just in time for the money to run out, and Chris was panicked when he asked Freddy what to do. “You remember the guy you met the first weekend we hung out?” Chris nodded. “Well he has mentioned you a few times since then and I bet he’d be down to spot you some cash if you’d be down to let him suck you off.” “Seriously? He’s a fag? Seemed so…normal. I dunno man. I’m not into gay shit. I just really need this for one more week.” Chris was already aching for a puff when Freddy explained that he could pretend it was a girl and keep his eyes closed the whole time. Glancing over to the coffee table, Chris saw Freddy’s pipe laying out and his eyes glazed at the thought of being high again. He nodded okay. No sooner had Freddy gotten off the phone with the guy and told Chris to use his shower really quickly. Chris was now including some extra cleansing of his balls, ass and hole when he showered, since the tina had a tendency to make him empty his bowels. He’d just finished verifying there was nothing left inside him and getting washed when Freddy knocked and told him the guy was there, stripping nude and eagerly dropping to his knees in front of the chair where Freddy directed Chris to sit. The dude wasted no time and immediately began to suck as best he could, but it was no use since Chris was only thinking about getting high. Freddy suggested they smoke a bowl and gave Chris a Viagra to help him out. Once the smoke hit his lungs, Chris felt the high he needed and was able to turn his attention to the tv screen where an asain girl was taking two black dicks in either end. It turned out that the man was an excellent cock sucker, so good that Chris forgot who was doing it and grabbed his hair and started pounding his dick down the man’s throat and saying things like “take my fucking cock” and “I’m gonna feed you my cum bitch!” Sure enough, the next stroke was all it took for Chris to shoot load after load down the throat of a man he barely knew. As the euphoria wore off, he looked down and was disgusted to see the masculine face as it licked his shaft and balls. He pushed the man off and hurriedly got dressed, only pausing before leaving to get the tina he needed. PART III: INESCAPABLE OUTCOME Finals and the end of the baseball season went off with no problems, and Chris decided he was going to stop smoking now that he no longer needed to do it for his grades. Friday came and he was doing okay until he received a video message on his phone from Freddy. The clip was the college girl he’d met at Freddy’s apartment, and she was taking a hit from Freddy’s pipe totally nude. Never in his life had he wanted something so badly, and he couldn’t figure out if he wanted the pipe or the girl more. Since classes ended with finals, Chris rushed the last half of the last essay on his lit final, before tossing it on the teacher’s desk on his way out the door. On the way to Freddy’s apartment, he called the dealer and explained that he was still broke, but Freddy told him not to worry about it, because he had a friend coming over that was willing to share. When the other guy finally arrived, Chris had the co-ed on her back on the couch, with her legs over his shoulders and his cock ramming her pussy as hard as he could. He told Freddy how impressed he was by his own staying power since he’d been inside her for at least 20 minutes by then with no sign of cumming, and Freddy just laughed. “That’s because the pepsi I gave you to wash down the Viagra had some g in it,” Freddy mentioned like it was nothing. Chris looked concerned. “Don’t sweat it bro. G is ghb, all of us have some in our drinks. It is just like taking a couple shots.” Once the other guy started stripping, the girl declared that she needed a break and they all sat around and smoked a large bowl. Chris was so hard he was practically humming when his female fuck-partner got a text and apologized, explaining that her roommate was locked out and she needed to go give her the keys to their room. Promising to be back soon as she got dressed, she stopped only to stroke Chris’ cock a few times, before slipping on her shoes on her way out the door. “FUCK!” Chris shouted when she left. “I really need to fuck her! I am so fucking horny man!” “Chill Chris,” Freddy advised him, handing him a freshly loaded bowl. “Why don’t we each do another shot of G so we can calm down a little and by the time the bitch gets back, you’ll be ready for round two.” They all agreed and Freddy dashed into the kitchen to get the g. “I’m Steve, by the way,” the other man spoke up, sitting across the sofa from Chris, in only a jockstrap and his sneakers. “Guess I forgot to introduce myself before sucking you off last week.” “No worries,” Chris responded, awkwardly. “I’m Chris.” Freddy returned with three small shot glasses each filled about half full. Chris said they were wimps if that’s all it took, but both guys chuckled and told him to wait and see how he felt once he drank it. Sliding it back, he gagged at the god-awful flavor and almost threw up, eliciting more laughs from the other guys. Assuming they didn’t choke because they were used to it, it didn’t occur to him that it was actually because their glasses had water in them instead. Within minutes Chris’ vision was getting blurry and he felt himself start to fade into a state of semi-awareness. He remembered thinking he should be worried when Freddy moved to Steve’s side and the two of them started whispering back and forth, but he couldn’t seem to find the energy or will power to question them. As the tv became too difficult to make out, Steve got up and went out on the balcony to make a phone call. “How about we move into the guest bedroom so we can watch porn on the big screen?” Freddy suggested once Steve was out of ear shot. The high school boy agreed amicably and stood up too quickly, falling right back on his butt. Luckily the high from the pipe and the g was making him easy going, so he just laughed and let Freddy help him up. Inside the bedroom, he tried to object as Freddy stripped them both naked and placed Chris next to him in bed, but every time he opened his mouth, Freddy would stick the pipe in front of him and feed him another hit off of it. He soon forgot to protest when the tv began playing a very hot porn featuring a girl who looked a lot like the college girl from earlier, getting plowed in her ass by a tall tattoo covered tan guy who Chris swore looked almost identical to Freddy. Reaching for his cock, Chris discovered Freddy was already playing with it. “I’m nat a fig brew.” Chris slurred. “What?” Freddy asked, sliding his other hand between Chris’ legs to stroke and tickle the balls and asshole. “I’m…not a fag. Bro.” Chris struggled to focus, making his word come slower and more clearly. “Who said you were Chris?” Freddy replied before bending down and engulfing his buddies cock with his mouth. Chris moaned and tried to push Freddy away, but once he felt the dealer’s lips against his pelvis, he moaned and relaxed enough that moments later, he was passed out. Looking up at the nude, ripped teen boy in the bed, Freddy let the stiff post-pubescent cock fall from his mouth, which curled into a smile. Hopping up, he leaned out the door and motioned to Steve, who ended his call, came back inside and climbed onto the bed next to Chris’ head. Together they readjusted Chris until his ass was at the foot of the bed and Steve was kneeling over his head, pinning the boy’s arms beneath his muscular thighs. Freddy chuckled quietly as he applied some lube to his fingers and work one, then two and finally a third one into the teen’s tight virgin ass. As the third one slipped in, Chris began to stir and Steve tensed his legs to keep the boy’s arms still. Withdrawing from the boyhole, Freddy was pleasantly surprised to find Chris’ ass as clean inside as it was outside. Showing Steve, the two of them made some quiet jokes about what a good little slut they’d found, doucheing before they used ‘her.’ “Time for a little wake up call,” Freddy whispered, pulling out a syringe with no needle, a small cup of water and some of his tina. He put a large crystal of the drug into the syringe then reinserted the plunger and used it to suck up some water. Not enough to make a mess, but enough to dissolve the rock with a little shaking and swirling. Once neither one could see the crystal, Freddy lubed the syringe and slowly slid it in the ass where he had just had his fingers. As soon as it was in as far as it could go, freddy pushed down on the plunger and emptied the liquid into Chris’ ass. “Baby’s first booty bump,” Steve said, laughing. The two men watched as the drugs took effect, reviving the boy slowly. Five minutes passed before they figured it was in his blood stream, then Freddy pulled out the syringe and leaned down over the teen’s body. Lifting the boy’s legs over his forearms, he moved his erect cock in until the lubed head was pressed against the virgin cunt. “Open your eyes ball boy,” the dealer said softly but in a commanding tone. Chris was dreaming that his math teacher was on her knees sucking his balls while his French teacher ate his ass with her bright red lips, and he wasn’t happy to respond to the male voice demanding he awaken, but he did anyway. Fluttering eyelids gave way to one and then two pupils, followed by some blinking before Chris finally became fully awake and looked up puzzled. For a few seconds, it didn’t register what was happening to him, until he managed to look a little further down his chest and caught sight of a tattooed torso between his thighs. Dawning on the fact that it was a set of male abs and pecs bent over him, his eyes shot wide open and he began to struggle. Steve and Freddy laughed at the feeble attempt to escape, since the boy was still on enough g that all he could really do was shake his head back and forth and wiggle his hips. “Get off of me mother fucker!” Spat the teen trying to gather enough strength to get an arm free. “what the fuck are you doing?” “Nothing much,” Freddy said, beginning to add pressure to the hole with his large, leaking cock. “I just want you to be awake when I make you a man.” “Fuck you queer!” Came the reply from the baseball boy, which did nothing but anger his rapists. Freddy dropped a thigh and smacked the teen’s face. Not hard enough to leave a mark, but with enough to force to shut the boy up and make him tremble slightly. “The only queer here,” The dealer said, sneering at his victim and lifting the leg back over his arm. “Is you bitch. I knew from the moment you smoked the very first bowl with me that you were a no-good faggot cock-sucking whore, and now I’m gonna prove it. Hold onto your panties.” Suddenly Freddy reared back and slammed his hips and cock forward, pushing half his engorged dick past the boy’s tight outer sphincter. Chris screamed like an 11yo falling off his bike, and slammed his eyes shut. Freddy motioned to Steve, who reached back on the bed and picked up Freddy’s discarded jockstrap, shoving it in the boy’s mouth. Freddy reared back again, withdrawing until only the head was still in the boy’s butt, and slammed forward a second time, until ¾ of his cock was inside. Another scream, muffled by the jock, came shooting out of the teen’s throat, as well as some sobs and tears. Pulling out again, the third slam saw the huge tattooed man’s meat make it all the way in, pushing past a second sphincter and causing one pitiful cry from the boy before he passed out. Minutes later the boy returned to consciousness, but somehow he was no longer in pain from the dick in his ass. Instead the sharp knife stabbing his insides had transformed into a warm ache and something else, something suspiciously like…pleasure. He heard moaning and grunting as he opened his eyes again and found Freddy ramming his ass full speed. With each driving thrust, the dealer added another guttural sound of pleasure, explaining the grunts he heard, but Steve was no longer kneeling over him, so where were the moans coming from? Shame filled the boy’s head when it dawned on him that he was the one moaning, from the pleasure of having his ass reamed. With no Steve above him, his arms were free to fight. Raising them, Chris expected them to push against his rapist, but as the cock inside him slid in and out of his no-longer virginal asshole, it rubbed something that caused tiny orgasms to shoot through the teen’s body, and made his arms reach out and pull the dealer’s hips against him harder. “Look who’s up,” Freddy said, bending down and kissing the teen. “And it looks like he’s enjoying himself.” Chris kept his mouth shut at first, which frustrated his fucker. Freddy slammed the boy especially hard, making Chris’ mouth pop open in a yelp, allowing the taller man’s tongue to slip inside the boy’s mouth and rape that as well. Once their tongues began wrestling, every last ounce of resistance faded from the youngster, and he became a willing participant as Freddy proceeded to fuck him on his belly, on his side, doggy style and finally on his back again when he was getting close to finishing. “You want me to cum in you bitch?” Freddy asked, his forehead resting against the boy’s. “Please don’t” Chris whimpered, part of him wanting the man to go ahead anyway. “Then I’ll stop fucking you.” Freddy threatened, pulling almost the whole way out of the boy. Chris cried out, hating the empty feeling and throwing his hands out to pull the man back into his ass. “That’s what I thought,” the tattooed top said laughing, resuming his full force fuck into the teen. “So I’ll ask you again. You want me to cum in you bitch? Want me to cum in you now and again tomorrow and again every day from now on until you’re nothing but a used up cunt full of sperm and shame? Tell me what you want!!” “I want…” Chris stopped himself, but Freddy slammed as hard and deep into him as he could, forcing the boy to continue. “I want you to cum in me.” “Good cause here…I…CUM!” Chris felt the cock inside him swell as his rapist slammed a dozen more times harder and deeper than he had yet and suddenly he could just tell that the man was cumming. The tight tattooed abs rubbing his own teen cock and the stiff giant cock in his hole, stimulating him in places he’d never felt before, joined together to make the teen shoot 1, 2, 3,…a dozen shots of thick, ropy boyjizz against the two male chests. Both men breathed hard and fast as they emptied their balls together, until both were finished and Freddy collapsed onto Chris, making out with the teen as their sweat and cum rolled off of them onto the bedspread. “hot damn.” Steve said, stepping out of the shadows with a camera in his hand. Chris’ gut dropped as he realized the two men had just taped, possibly even broadcasted his rape. “This oughta be enough to make sure you come back for more.” Chris felt the shame stream back into his mind as he stood in the shower, washing himself with boiling hot water. Tears fell from his eyes as he realized Steve was right. He had no choice now. If he didn’t want the men to release the tape or show his parents or get him kicked out of school, he’d have to do what they said, when they said. His feeling of being invincible was over, replaced by a mix of fear, resignation and excitement. Drying off, he walked back into the guest room and laid down without a fight. Steve started moving between the boy’s legs and lubed up his own cock for round two, and Chris knew there was nothing he could do but take the man’s cock, and any other cock they wanted him to take. He was theirs now.
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NOT MY STORY ENJOY I hadn’t fucked my mostly straight fuck buddy in about two months and we decided it had been long enough. We sexted a bunch before hand and decided that I was going to completely dominate him. I used to be more of a bottom but now that I’ve gotten older I love fucking the shit out of guys. I told him to be naked and ready for me when I got there. As I got there and walked up to his glass door I saw him on his back with his legs semi up so his hole was exposed to me. I walked in and stripped my clothes off as I neared towards him. It was completely dark other than his Xmas tree lights and a couple candles. I grabbed his legs and brought his ass to my face. Fuck his hole tasted so fucking good. Hairy and warm just how I like it. I ate his ass sloppily until saliva was all over my cheeks and chin. After a while I moved to his cock which was about 7in and very thick. He had so much precum already that all I tasted was salty semen at first. He wanted to go to his bedroom so we got up and I followed him up the stairs. About 3/4 way up the stairs I couldn’t control myself and I grabbed his ass and started fingering his hole and pushed him down on the stairs. He was moaning so loud now and I ate his ass again while we balanced on the stairs. About I was done I spanked him harder than I ever had and I could tell it was hurting him but he didn’t tell me to stop, so I kept doing it. Finally he got up and we moved to his bed. I went for his hole again and devoured it. He had some lube already out and I grabbed it and lubed my 8in cock up. After I fingered him for a moment I stuck my cock in him slowly. I could feel the rim of his anus grip my pole tighter than normal. I pushed in as deep as I could go and he whimpered looking me straight in the eyes. “You missed this dick didn’t you?” I didn’t give him time to answer because I had opened his mouth with my hands and spit down his throat. He loved the taste of my spit and I loved depositing it into him. I didn’t give him much warning before I started pounding the fuck out of him. He moaned and said how deep I was and kept screaming “holy fuck” That made me only go deeper and harder. We fucked in every position imaginable and I kept pulling out to eat his gaping hole. Every time it gasped open I’d spit in his hole and then into his mouth. I started fucking him again and told him to put his hand above his head and forced his legs up while I jack hammered his hole. I could hardly keep my sack of cum from flooding through him. He kept saying I’ve never fucked him this hard before. And I knew I hadn’t. I was ready to cum and I asked him where he wanted it. He said in his mouth but I decided on my own that I wanted my seed to be planted in his hole. I told him he better not fucking stop my while I’m cumming and to keep his hands behind his head. I started thrusting harder and faster than I had all night and told him I was going to flood his guts As I shot my load in him I kept fucking him so hard he was on the verge of crying and I kept Fucking him harder. I was so light headed from fucking that hard that I fell on him and sat for a minute with my cock still in him. When I pulled it out it was completely covered in my cum and I made him lick every last drop of it off. Since then he’s been begging for another one of my loads
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by SwampRat (1/20/99) John and Mark were good friends. At least once a week they would meet in a bar and chat. Sometimes they would go back to Mark's place and have sex. Afterwards, John returned to his own apartment to clean himself up, leaving his sometimes lover to become 'just a friend' again. Deep down it hurt Mark a little - He was gay and enjoyed being gay. John on the other hand was... well, John. Whatever he was he was not gay - he just like looking at other men, and fantasizing about having sex with them. But he only did it with Mark, and only as a top. But he was definitely not gay! One night they both had a little too much to drink, and Mark tried to talk his 'lover' into taking a cab home, but John disagreed. "I can drive." He got in the car, and Mark, shaking his head, got in as well. Not so much because he believed John could drive, but to make sure his friend got home alright. As they went down the road, John got horny. He unzipped his pants and pulled his semi-hard dick out. Mark noticed and reached over to play with it, always enjoying the feel of a dick in his hand. Undoing his pants as well and playing with his own erection, then pumping them together. They both creamed so hard that they blacked-out for a moment. Just long enough to slam into an oak tree that was close to the road. When the firemen arrived they just watched the wreck finish burning, put out what remained of the car, and left the rest to the police. It was ruled as an accident caused by oil on the road. A guard-rail was put around the bend, and a few attended the services (both bodies were burned to ash), saying what a shame that people had to go like that. John awoke to find himself on the floor of a dark room. There seemed to be no windows, nor any door - just what felt like a bed and a single candle set into the wall. He wondered what the Hell was happening when suddenly the candle lit by itself. Blinded by the sudden glare, the man stumbled back and fell onto the bed. It was only then that he noticed he was naked. and that he wasn't alone. A creature stood on horse-hooves, strong back-bent legs sliding up into a muscular, almost human, body. The creature was rounded off with a canine muzzle topping the thick neck. 2 legs, 2 arms, 1 dick... and what a dick! Long as his forearm, a wrist-thick maleness swayed over a bull's ball-sack. It swayed even more as the creature clopped up to him, giving the human a good look at the dark meat with its thick tip, throbbing veins, and spicy scent. A clawed hand gripped the base and lifted it up so it almost touched John's nose. He shrank back, putting up his hand. The log was slid into it, as the creatures hips move a little. Shocked, John pulled completely away this time, scuttling back on the bed until his shoulders hit the wall. The monster growled and grabbed him, throwing him onto his belly. He swung a hairy leg over and mounte John's ass. John felt the thick, hot cock root around between his cheeks a few times before it stabbed inward. He screamed as it forced its way inside. His fingers clutched the sheets, helpless to stop the creature pulling his hips back. Shoving down in his tight ass, it growled lustily over him. John tried not to enjoy being raped, at having his body abused and used for another's pleasure. But it truth, he did enjoy it. He liked feeling the thick meat move in and out of his ass. Soon he was pushing back, wanting more of the big dick. His own erection bobbed and dribbled pre-cum as the creature grunted, pushing his hips back at the hairy crotch. "So you do like it." A gravely voice growled over him. John froze as the creature came deep in his guts. He shuddered. "And you like to feel cum splashing hot and wet inside you, don't you?" He shook his head, still gripping the bed. "No ... no, I don't. I can't... I can't enjoy being fucked." He tried not to notice the meat hot and throbbing inside his ass, the squishy sounds of semen pumped into his butt. "I can't! That would make me a..." "Queer!" The creature snarled in his ear, pulling the half-hard dick out of him, wiping it on his butt, and leaving. John curled up and whimpered, wishing he was someplace else. Wishing anything but. Hooves clopped again on the floor, and again he was thrown on his stomach, a big piece of male-meat seeking, then stabbing itself in his ass. He cried out when fingers encircled his cock, stroking its already hard length, fighting the illicit pleasure. Mark awoke in a carbon copy of the room. He shook his head and looked around, noticing he was naked. "Where am I?" he wondered aloud? "Does it matter?" He turned at the deep voice to stare at what could have been a twin to what was making John scream. "Wow..." Mark breathed, unable to take his eyes off the hunk. It showed its body off, hooves clopping on the floor as it turned, giving him a view of its round, masculine butt-cheeks. "Wow..." he said again, getting a chuckle from the creature. It looked over its shoulder at him and Mark needed no second invitation! He crossed the floor in two steps, slapping hand to ass, gripping the muscles. "Mmmmmmm." He nipped the hard shoulder softly, caressing the male's rear, panting over the beautiful guy - wolf head and horse-legs notwithstanding. "You are getting me horny." Mark laughed softly and pressed his aching hard-on into the hot cheeks. "Got ya beat." Mark whispered, moving his hands around to grip the rising cock. "Oh Wow!" He had Dreamed about such dicks, stroking them, sucking them, having them up his rear until they blew all over. His hands gripped the creature's butt, holding it tight as he frigged the big male-meat. He knelt and nipped/kissed the cheeks, then rocked back as its pole swung into view. Fingers curled around the thickness, tugging it towards a salivating mouth. Mark sucked on the head, flicking it with his tongue, loving the taste, the size, the groans as he jerked what wouldn't fit, until with a roar, it exploded in his mouth. So much cum he couldn't drink it all and some dribbled down his chin and onto his chest. Still he stroked the creature's dick, keeping it erect. He felt himself pulled up and the wolf-man kissed him, licking up the excess from around his mouth, delving in to french-kiss the man hotly. As he moaned and rubbed the big arms Mark was lifted, carried to the bed and kissed again. His legs were slipped up onto the beast's strong shoulders, his ass exposed to the throbbing pole. The human moaned, wriggling his hips, relishing the feeling of the thick head split him open and slide through his anus. There should have been pain, he thought. He was taking a dick the size of a horse inside him. But except for some twinges, mostly made by clawed fingers digging into his butt, or tweaking his nipples, all he felt was pleasure. That and a lust that threatened to engulf him. The next thrust made him shudder. Soon after, he gripped the bed, arching his back as the monster cock thrust in and out of his ass. "Oh yesss! Do it! Fuck me." The being complied, pounding his tight ass roughly, biting at his nipples, stroking his hard dick. The explosion washed him away in a tide of lust and pleasure, feeling the big male laying over him, panting as loud as he. They lay together, caressing each other for some time. "That was the best." The wolf-being nodded and kissed him again, and then moved back. "Please! leave it in me." Hands gently untangled his legs. "I wish I could, but - I have other things to attend to. Maybe later we can lay together longer - My beautiful lover." The male moved away, vanishing into nothingness. Mark never noticed, hearing the word ring in his ears, content to just lay on the bed and wait. A hoof-clop made him open his eyes. "That was quick." The big hands rolled him onto his belly, lifted his hips and held him in place while the wolf-head nuzzled, bit, kissed, caressed, licked every inch of man-ass. Thumbs spread his sweaty cheeks and Mark howled as a hot tongue delved into his neither regions. Though he screamed, he was enjoying every moment. Xarnrax looked at both men. At Mark, pushing his butt up at the demon eating it out, all the while gasping with pleasure. And at John, trying to pull away, trying not to feel the enjoyment the tongue brought him. He shook his head. "One man's heaven is another man's hell." With a snort he clopped off to see about the other Eternal Prisoners - or Guests... it only depended upon their perceptions. The End
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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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