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New country music singer, Dixon Dallas (aka. Jake Hill), has released several gay themed songs, and they contain lyrics referring to bareback sex and cumming inside men. I never thought a country singer would ever sing about gay sex, let alone gay bareback sex. His songs include "Lookin Good," Fill Me Up," and "Keep Riding Me," and can be found for free on Youtube. Dixon is my new favorite country music artist! 🤠🎵
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This is loosely inspired by BiDomGuy81's story on pastor's daughter There were a large number of Filipinas at the church, varying in age and looks, but the cream of the crop Astrid was married to the pastor. She had just celebrated her 40th birthday and looked after herself. She had beautiful long black hair and I reckoned she must have quite a good figure underneath the many outfits she wore. She invariably wore a different outfit every Sunday, but the hem lines went practically down to the ground and there was never even the hint of cleavage. I had just retired from my landscaping work, getting a bit too old for the regular manual hard work involved. At least many of the Filipinas in the church seemed attracted to older men. I, however, ignored any advances any of them made. Well at least, until one Sunday when the pastor's wife was trying on a kimono after the service. She'd put it over her nice blue outfit she was wearing and asked me my opinion opening up it seemed to me rather seductively. I concurred it looked good on her, but didn't feel comfortable, wondering whether she was in any way flirting with me, albeit subconsciously. Anyway, the next week the pastor asked for help with some major work on their back garden. As a landscape expert, I offered my services and was able to give them a hand once or twice a week. I reckoned it would take a couple of months to complete the work with some hard labour involved. When I turned up the next day, I spent the time marking out the beds and borders and working out where things could be planted and built up. As I was measuring out and roping areas off, Astrid came by with a welcome cup of tea and what was also welcome was her much less formal attire. She wore a tight-fitting blue shirt with her top button undone, I could get a good idea of the small but firm tits hiding beneath. A couple of days later, she was wearing the same attire, but with one alluring difference, she had two buttons undone. As she put the coffee mug down for me, I got the faintest sight of cleavage and a lacy bra. This was water to a parched man for my imagination. I jokingly refered to the way she always had different clothes on Sunday and she smiled and laughed back, that she did indeed have a whole room dedicated to her clothes. When I popped round the following week, Astrid confessed her husband Geoff was away at a conference for a couple of days. She was jovial and chatty, but in no way flirty or suggestive, she was the true hostess. She wore her blue shirt buttoned up to my disappointment. But as I was pulling up the many weeds and hacking away poorly stunted shrubs, the weather turned noticeably hotter as the clouds dispersed allowing the sun to beam down upon us. She commented she was too hot in the outfit she was wearing and went inside to her clothes room to find something better to wear. When she came out I was stunned, she was wearing a loose fitting summer dress, that displayed her lovely figure to good effect, moreover this dress had quite a plunging v-shaped front. I complemented her on the look and even slightly flirted myself suggesting she was still hot in the outfit. She responded well to my appreciation, even saying how long it had been since she'd had such appreciation. She joined in some of the weeding, this is where I got the second blessing of the day, for as she bent down to pull up the weeds, I got quite an eyeful of her assets. I could see straight down her top and admire her beige bra and matching knickers. She wasn't well-endowed, but I could see most of her tits in their glory, this was quite a turn-on for me. Two days later, the temperature remained high and not just the weather. At first she wore her usual blue shirt top and brought me drinks on demand. She went in to get into something cooler. I was working hard on some tough bit of concrete to remove it, when I heard her call out to me to come in to see her new outfit. Astrid stood at the doorway with the sun blazing through the window. This had an “unfortunate” effect on her new dress, because it was very sheer and you could see right through it to her sexy underwear underneath. I stated that it wasn't cool, but very hot and explained why. Surprisingly, she giggled and stated she'd put on her summer dress instead. She seemed very brazen that day and I was leaving to return to my work, she happily pulled off her sheer dress and I could see her at the corner of my eye in a state of undress I would never have imagined I'd ever see so much of her. I could have sweared I even saw her removing her bra as I turned the corner back into the garden with her door still wide open. A few minutes later, she came outside to help out. She was in her cool summer dress, her olive skin needed no sun tan to improve her looks. We chatted as I worked on improving the ground. Astrid spotted a couple of dandelions that needed pulling out, she bent down to uproot them. This was truly a sight for sore eyes: not only did I have a view down to her skimpy blue knickers, but saw a golden necklace with cross attached dangling between her fine slightly pendulous breasts as she was bending down. But the crowning joy was seeing her tits swing freely, unfettered by any restraining bra and topped with some gorgeous areola and pointed nipples. I would have never imagined to have seen her charms in my life. The memory of this sight keep me happy at night for the next few days. Unfortunately, there was no repetition of this when I visited to continue the work. Astrid returned to being prim and proper over the next couple of weeks, the memory of her delights left only to my imagination. I was half way through the work and had begun on some of the heavy work, moving soil and rocks around in wheelbarrows. The weather had got even hotter and I was working with my shirt removed not to soak my shirt with the sweat I was exuding. Astrid came out, asking how I was and told me her husband had just left for a retreat for a long weekend. She hoped I could stay and try to complete the work I started so that on his return the garden would be almost ready for him. She seemed to take note of my torso, glistening with sweat and exposed to the elements. Not bad for someone old enough to be her father. Sadly, she popped back in with no evidence of a return to the teasing she had done earlier the previous month. She cried out to me a bit later asking whether I wanted a coffee. I replied I wanted something cool in this hot weather. She told me there was a drinks cabinet and for me to help myself to whatever took my fancy. She asked if I could make her a drink too and bring it in to her clothes room. When I popped in the room, I saw her wearing the kimono that she had so proudly displayed just a couple of months before. She took her glass and took a considerable swig from it. Then she asked how she looked. I complemented her on the kimono. She took another large gulp of her strong drink. “Yeah, but how do I look?” she enquired. With that she opened up her kimono in a slow teasing manner and revealed that underneath, she was only wearing a pair of black knickers, complementing her olive skin. I stared at her otherwise naked body, with her beautifully formed but small tits and marvelled before confirming how great she looked. She replied “It seems to me that it's only fair if you are topless, so I should be!” I found her comment a surprising but refreshing statement allowing me to fully appreciate her near nakedness, How far would she go, I wondered. She let her kimono fall from her shoulders and drop onto the bed. She was now almost naked standing before me. Oh, my but she was sexy. I couldn't believe I was in this situation before her. “There we are, dressed the same!” she claimed. “But I'm wearing shorts”, I exclaimed. “Well we shall have to remedy that then.” With a energetic tug she had pulled my shorts down and I too was down to just my underpants. But in this state, she could clearly see the outline of my now growing penis. “Hrrrm, something needs dealing with”, she said as she started to pull even my underpants down. I was frightened she would be put off by my grey pubes, reminding her how much older I was, but she seemed engrossed in my cock and grabbed it with both her hands, wanking it to full mast. “Hmm, nice cock, much bigger than Geoff's, I think I need to give it some good lubrication!” At that she placed her beautiful lips around my manhood and started to moisten it with her sensual sucking. My cock was now very wet and standing fully erect. “Mmm, I think I need some attention now.” She removed her knickers slowly to reveal the beautiful black mound that matched her ebony locks.“ She say on the bed, opened her legs and ordered me to lick it. As I licked her pussy, I felt her labia starting to open before my tongue. At the same time, my hands started to trace rings around her areolae and then worked their way towards her hardening nipples. As I lifted my head up, I saw her labia fully apart, she was obviously ready to be mounted. “Mmm, I want it in me, let me feel your hard cock deep inside me,” she pleaded. I was truly expecting her to whip out a condom, but no it was obvious she wanted it raw. Yes, but she was obviously on the pill. I placed my engorged cock against her fully opened labia and began to push my way inside her. My lust for her had truly overtaken the amazement of now fucking the pastor's sexy wife raw. I pushed in hard and although she was very wet and obviously eager and willing to let me in, it was still a tight fit. But all I wanted to do now was to fuck her hard. I pulled out most of the way and then buried my cock deep inside her again. Again and again I used my dick as a piledriver. Astrid responded with growing moans. I started exploring her body with my hands as I fucked her. First her sexy hips and belly and then up to her firm breasts, which I played with and then gently over her sensuous lips, contrasting with my hammering I was giving her. She started moaning loader and then shuddering as an orgasm built up inside her. As I rode her hard I could see, my cock was now coated with a white film. This triggered me and I could feel my balls beginning to tighten. “I'm going to come, do you want me to pull out?” I enquired. “No way I don't want to lose even a drop of your seed.” With that she wrapped her legs around me, preventing me from pulling out and frankly the close bodily contact, just aroused me more as I shot my load deep into her. I could feel her vagina and cervix contract and clamp firmly onto my penis as she drew my semen deep within. Throughout the rest of the weekend, I worked hard on finishing the garden and worked hard on Astrid. We were at it like rabbits day and night. I was wrecked after a couple of days. I left her with a completed new garden, and unknown to me, with another present. A month later, she asked to speak with me privately. I presumed it was about our time together and that she was going to express her deep guilt over the incident. But no, instead to my horror, she admitted she was pregnant and that it had been planned all along between them. She told me Geoff was unable to father children and my age and looks were not that different to his. I enquired why she didn't approach me to offer a semen sample to father a child by artificial insemination. She confessed the reason Geoff wasn't giving her a child was that he hadn't fucked her for years, he was a closet gay. Since that was the case, she would rather “enjoy” the experience with me and had planned all the time my slow seduction. “You've got to admit we had a great time” “We'll claim Geoff is the father so no worries for you. In a couple of years time, the new baby is going to need a brother or sister, so I'm expecting a repeat performance then!” I was left pondering over the matter. The news I'd been used and that Geoff knew all about it. The offer of more from Astrid in the future, But finally that Geoff like me was gay.
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The first part of the story contains only gay content. You can find it here. Part II of "In My Neighbour's Back Yard" Should I do it? I thought for at least the thousandth time. Or maybe two-thousandth. Hard to keep track when all I could think about for the past week was sex, sex and more sex. Wonderful, bareback, raw, uncomplicated but passionate sex. And the promise of more. I fidgeted, waiting with mounting excitement and an annoying level of mild guilt. I had showered, I was clean, and nervous as hell. Sweaty palms be damned. Where was that phone message? I glanced over at my dour wife. She lay on the lounge watching TV. Still a good looking woman for her age – shaggy hair coloured light brown, baggy purple t-shirt concealing large breasts, sweat-pants covering long nicely shaped legs – she could move like a smooth pole dancer and capture my heart, but our intimacy had perished years ago when she claimed the dreaded pause from men had hit. She just did not give a shit about my sexual feelings and needs, and she apparently had none herself. So we lived in celibate fakery, a calm existence, punctuated by my odd secret online wankfest. Until last weekend. My phone queeped. I jumped. The anticipated message read: "Me mates are on their way. Get your arse over here now, slut." I took another deep breath, deleted the message, and felt my heart thump harder. The guilt washed over me for a moment. I looked over again. Fuck her, I thought. I have needs. Courage. I can do it, and I'll have a ball, literally. I dug fingers into the chair and made the fateful final decision. Standing, I said, "I'll be off now." "Going next door to see Peter and his boys?" "Yah." "Watch the footy?" Yes. Some of his mates are coming over, too. Maybe shoot some pool as well." "Your new hobby?" She actually chuckled. "Maybe make some new friends." "Sticks and balls and holes," I said, imaging hard fleshy sticks, hanging full balls and yawning male holes. If only she knew. I swallowed. I doubted very much I would see any football as I hoped to be far too busy. "Don't know when I'll be back. Could be late." I felt my heart beat and my eager penis twitch. "Have fun, then," she said and winked at me before tucking her hand between her thighs and turning her attention back to the dull romance movie. It was now a sex scene. I wondered what my sexless wife thought about that. She never looked at me as I slunk out the front door. As I hurried down our long gravel driveway I recalled last weekend. Something amazing had happened. Something that may have changed my life forever. Something maybe I should not have done, but I had and now I have become consumed by it. I craved it again. I thought I was straight, but sex with another man? Oh, yes. The best sex I had ever experienced. Raw, unrelenting, more passionate than anything I had known before. Pure sex for its own sake. I had loved it. My older neighbour Peter and his two sons had been amazing. I yearned for more. A half moon ghosted the pebbly driveway. I live on a private acre property surrounded by other large lots and new homes. Privacy comes from thick trees and shrubs and a brick house set near the middle of the lot. Peter's place next door is private, too, with a large back yard full of old cars and an enormous shed almost as big as a small house. I made my way through the cool evening air to his unlit front porch. Hesitating, heart pounding, I reached and rapped. The solid wooden inner door swung to reveal Peter standing behind the brown screen. His thick body shadowed by a hall light, he pushed the screen door open, grabbed my shirt and roughly pulled me inside. "About fuckin' time, slut!" he snapped. He threw me against the wall and kicked the door shut at the same time. His burly body slammed against me, knocking the breath out through my nose and astonished mouth. He wore a white singlet and nothing else. His thick cock swelled as he smashed against my body and began jabbing it at my crotch. I squirmed and felt his hot breath and scratchy beard on my face. "Get this shit off!" Pressing his heavy body against me, Peter pulled on my belt, tugged on my jeans. Never before had I ever felt such strong desire. My emotions flamed. My instantly hard cock strained. My body tensed, ready for whatever he was about to do to me. I quickly pushed down my tattered jeans, kicked shoes and jocks and pants away. Peter immediately began to thrust his cock against my own stiffening prong. He pulled my t-shirt over and off, grabbed my shoulders and roughly kissed me. His tongue pushed between my stunned lips and flicked against my own. My sweaty palms instinctively slid down his hairy body to his hips and clenching rear. He fiercely bucked against me then shoved me away. Forget romance, forget soft foreplay, this was rough urgent sex and it felt fabulous. "Let's go! They'll be here soon but I can't wait to fuck your tight virgin arse again." Now naked, he pulled me through his house. I stumbled along a sparsely furnished family area around which doorless bedrooms gaped. He tugged me through the door at the back of the room, into the laundry, then out a squeaking screen door, across cement pavers and through another heavy wooden door inlaid with frosted glass. Instead of the back yard, I stumbled into the shed. Some shed! The "shed" was nothing short of an amazing man cave. Spotlessly clean, to our left an ornate, fully stocked bar glistened with bottles, glasses and mirrors. Before us a green pool table stood waiting, balls in formation, cues and triangle neatly racked beside a leather couch. Behind the pool table lay an enormous bed covered by a soft doona. A black iron frame held the king-size mattress just off the carpet. To the right of the bed, a solid metal hook hung screwed into one of the raked ceiling's steel rafters. An enormous flat screen, flanked by tall speakers, dominated the far wall above the bed. Uplamps cast a mysterious soft glow without shadowing. The most amazing thing: egg cartons adorned the walls. Of course: sound proofing. Excellent! Peter pulled me to the bed and literally threw me onto the mattress. Now naked, I bounced and spun onto my back. Up on elbows, my own cock standing, I waited for him to pounce. Instead he stood at the foot of the bed, fists on hips and legs parted akimbo, and gazed down at me. I stared at his big semi-hard cock and barrel shaped tough body. "Assume the position," he ordered. I shook my head. "What?" "On your hands and knees. Do my dick." "Yes, sir!" I scooted down to the end of the bed, reached and gently took hold of his stiff cock. I looked up at his stern face with an obedient puppy-dog expression. "Knock it off and keep me hard." Holding the base, never releasing eye contact, I opened my mouth and took him in. I loved his cock. I sucked and licked, used my tongue to roll back his foreskin, rubbed the tight crown with my lips and tongue, and began to jerk the stem at the same time. Almost like a religion I worshiped that solid, rubbery pole of steely passion. I moaned and slobbered and licked and rubbed, did everything I could think to mount his prurient pleasure. To make him good and stiff before his assault on my quivering body. In a few minutes of exciting work, he had indeed hardened further. He pulled back and twirled his fingers. "You're a good little cocksucker, almost as good as my son Roger. Now, slut, present yourself. Get that round arse up." Obediently, I spun around, positioned myself, looked at the iron bars of the bed's head, and waited. Would I be tied up? Or cuffed? I felt the bed move as he mounted and knee-walked up behind me. I gasped when his thick fingers first slid along my back, then down to my rump. He begin to kneed and part the cheeks. I felt his scratchy beard against my rear then his tongue flick at the sensitive rim of my anus. I shuddered and gasped again in amazement! Sparks of sensation shuddered through my switched-on body. Fuck my wife, I thought, she never did anything like this to me! Behind me, I felt Peter silently rise then slip the bulging tip of his big cockhead between my fleshy cheeks. He pressed against my pucker. Almost panting, head down, I waited. Come on, I thought, I'm more than ready! "Do you remember last weekend?" "Oh, yeah," I breathed. "Really well." "Want it again?" "Oh, yes! Been waiting." Felt him push. "Why didn't you come over? I said the boys could have you if you ever came over. They were keen to tag team." "Didn't want to … oof! … seem too eager or desperate." "Why not? You're our slut now, and if you can take it, we'll fuck you every day." "I can take it. I can take it." "Right, then. Just get you lubed up first." He reached to the side. I heard a snap then felt cool smear at the entrance to my needy rectum. He pushed a finger in and I jerked and let out a gasp. Then his finger was replaced by something bigger, something huge trying to invade my body. I felt his legs against mine then felt myself begin to take the tip of his hard cock. Resistance is useless, I told my body. Just take it. Despite the excitement I tried to relax. I blew out as he pushed slowly and let it happen. I just opened up for him as if my body already knew what to do. Like before, I felt little pain. Instead, a marvellous full sensation filled my body and mind as his thick cock stretched my rectum. I felt him push slowly into me. I couldn't help it. "Oh, fuck yes," escaped my trembling lips. I felt myself dilate further. The fat invader slid in and in until his hips butted against my butt. I was now panting heavily. My own cock remained rigid, parallel to my stomach, constantly jerking. My butt was filled with so much cock I thought my guts might churn. I could not help gripping it firmly with my rear muscles as I waited for him to begin the lovely friction. I felt Peter edge back but not quite out, then very slowly push in again. "Not all the way in yet but we'll get there." Not all the way? How could he possibly stuff any more inside me? I felt him push harder until something gave way and he popped in even further. His hips slammed against my butt and I felt absolutely stuffed by his enormous cock. It felt like a solid pole from which my body dangled. "Good man," he said and patted my rear. He leaned over my back, his heavy weight causing me to shake. He reached around and grasped my tight pulsing rod. He pushed and I collapsed onto my stomach. His legs parted mine. He released me, placed his hands beneath my arms, pulled back then shoved his huge cock in again. I wuffed as he knocked my breath out. Back then in. I could feel every inch slide in and out. I lay with my head on a pillow and wallowed with each thrust as he proceeded to fuck my arse with strong strokes. I loved it! The amazing feelings lept like lightening from my arse through my body causing me to grunt with each of his powerful jabs. Little orgasms began to erupt, one after the other and it became difficult to breathe. How could this get any better? "How's that, slut? I see you remembered what I taught you. I can feel you clenching your arse nicely. I bet I've got you cumming, too." "Oh, I'm cumming alright." Not even trying, I hoped I was automatically giving him as much pleasure as he gave me. "You feel better than Maria," he announced as he more rapidly slammed into me. "I've been banging her for two years. She's eager for it, and she loves anal and threesomes. Have to arrange something with you, but you'll have to play the role of a cuckold and service us. She'll want to see me do this to you. That's what she likes." Sounded like complete bullshit but I was in no position to disagree. Without slackening his pace, Peter said, "Listen, slut, have to warn you about the others. They can get rough and there's a twist." "Ug! A … twist. What's … ug! …that?" "You'll see." "Where are … oof! … Roger and Flynn?" "They're at a mate's. Probably fucking him." A noise diverted my attention. "Hey, Pete!" someone called. "You started without us. And who's this?" Fuck! Embarrassment flashed through me, but there was nothing I could do. Without slowing, Peter said, "Our new fucktoy. This is Ben. We get to bang him tonight." "Cool. I see you've already started doing that." "Ben, this is Trev." A medium size bald man with very dark skin hovered at the edge of the bed. "Hey, Ben," he said. He was already unbuttoning his black shirt. Peter said, "That's Frank, and that one is Stacey, Frank's wicked daughter." I managed to croak, "Hey. Nice, uh, to meet you." I swallowed embarrassment. Here I was, naked, on my stomach on a huge bed being fucked in my nearly virgin arse by another man in front of strangers. I had thought tonight might be men only, but shit, a girl, too. Daughter? Oh, wow. What have I stumbled into? Peter apparently had frequent sex with his own sons, and they with each other, and he knew someone else who maybe did the same. The man definitely had interesting friends. When Peter lifted off my back and pulled out, I released a huge breath, levered myself up onto my hands and knees, turned around and nodded at everyone. A meek, "Hi" squeaked from my dry lips. Peter said, "Ben, here, is our fucktoy for the night. Caught him [banned word] on me boys in the back yard last weekend and invited him to join. He now loves bareback man sex, don't you pig? He is still pretty much a virgin, so tonight we can teach him how to be a good cumdump." Trev, the black man, had almost finished undressing. "Can't wait, man." Medium height and age, his hairless body sported muscles from obvious workouts. He took his hairless soft cock in hand and began to jerk. I watched it quickly inflate from small to large, an amazing transformation. Shorter Frank, maybe around my age, excitedly hopped from foot to foot as he stripped. He stared at my wilting penis and literally licked his lips. Stacey removed her t-shirt revealing modest braless pointed breasts with small nipples. A dragon tattoo fired on her left side. Clearly young, I could not discern her age and feared she wasn't legal, maybe 16 or so. Stacey sported a definite gothic look with short black hair, thick dark eye makeup, black lips and fingernails. In a husky voice, she said, "He looks good enough to fuck tonight." She did not undress further but kept on the short leather skirt, red fishnets and tall black boots encrusted with silver buckles and laces. She sat on the lounge like a queen and crossed her knees. Peter stood next to her. Smiling, she began to stroke his still hard cock before erotically taking it into her mouth. Despite licking him, she never took her dark eyes off me. Trevor stepped up to the side of the bed and presented his penis to my flushed face. "Come on, boy, get this thing up so I can bang your white arse." I took hold and pulled it into my eager mouth. He looked over at Peter and Stacey and winked. "Can't wait!" Frank said again. "Here, give us your dick." Frank hopped over to Trevor who took Frank's excited penis into his hand. I noticed a gold wedding band. "When do you have to leave?" Peter said. His hand smoothed Stacey's short hair while she worked his re-stiffening cock. "I only have an hour. My hubby's at metal-sculpting, and I know he is screwing the teacher after class so it could be longer." "How do you know he's doing that?" Trev laughed. "Because I screw the teacher, too, and he told me." "Can't wait!" Frank bellowed again. He lept onto the bed. He pulled at my hips. Somehow I managed to keep Trevor's hardening dick in my working mouth while Frank probed my butt with his eager waggling dong. "Got it!" he shouted. I felt him suddenly jam up my gaping arse. I gasped, "Fuck!". I was thankful he wasn't as big as Peter but he made up for it in enthusiasm. The man began to root furiously. I grunted around a mouthful of tasty throbbing penis and had to admit to myself I really did love having a cock fucking up back there. Even his digging fingers felt great. And having another on which to suck at the same time brought heaven on Earth. "Shit, man," I heard Stacey say. "Are you that hard up?" Frank said, "I'm that hard! I haven't had it since I fucked you and your boyfriend last Tuesday. Shit, he's slick but tight." "Still a virgin," I heard Peter say. I was sucking a man while another rapidly fucked me. All I needed now was someone else to play with me at the same time. My dick felt hard enough to explode, and the frantic rubbing inside my arse just promoted all those lovely little prostate zaplettes, one after another. It became difficult to breathe through my nose as my body trembled and shook from Frank's pummelling and my nervous system's attempts at mini-orgasms. For a moment I lost it. Trevor snapped, "Hey, dude, I'm almost there." I lunged and sucked his ultra-hard cock back into my mouth so deep I almost gagged. I had heard about swallowing, so I tried to do that. It felt absolutely weird and I just gagged. I said, "Sorry, man," then sucked so hard he laughed. I craned my head and saw Stacey still gently stroking Peter's hard-again cock and watching my face with amusement. Frank suddenly yelled something and shoved so hard that Trevor's cock almost did go down my throat. I coughed loudly. Arms whirling, he stumbled back from the edge of the bed. I held my ground while feeling Frank's pulses shoot warmth into the bowels of my quivering body. Just, wow, even more amazing than I remembered last weekend. I loved the strong throbbing sensations so much I almost came myself. When Frank pulled away I actually gasped. I suddenly felt very empty back there. "Come on," I said almost panting. "More. I can take more." I turned so I could see everyone. Trevor pushed Frank off the bed and immediately raced behind me. He roughly parted my arse cheeks and I felt him probe. When he found the right spot, he shoved hard, almost knocking me down. He grabbed my hips and began to stroke himself in and out rapidly, using my anus like a tight fist. He didn't say a word but breathed heavily. My entire body was forced to sway in time to his powerful pelvic thrusts. I tried to fuck back but he simply pulled and pushed my hips. "Oh, fuckin' yes!" Frank turned to Stacey. "Come on, bitch, I'm ready." Still holding smiling Peter's stiff cock, she casually replied, "No bastard sticks it up my sissy cunt without permission. Not even you, Daddy." "But I'm your father. That gives me permission." "Not at all, twink, Remember: I was the one who seduced you." she commented with a naughty smile. "Oh, I remember alright. Five years ago, wasn't it?" "Six," she said. "I'm not in the mood tonight to bottom for you." She released Peter, stood tall, and swayed over to the bed. I could not see her but I felt her weight next to Trevor. Then I heard the unmistakable sounds of kissing and humming and tonguing. Trevor slowed briefly but then sped up again. I had gone slightly soft but the slapping of his thighs against my rump and the feeling of his big cock shovelling in and out caused me to stiffen again. I felt a hand a hand on my aching cock. Relief! I glanced down and saw it was black nailed Stacey's hand. She was fondling me at the same time as pleasuring Trevor. Her fingers felt divine as she began to rub and stroke. Frank climbed onto the bed on his knees and shoved his cock at my face. I opened and took it in. The bed rocked even more as Peter knee-walked behind thrusting Trevor. "Ready for it, Trev?" he announced. "About time you old [banned word]." "Who you calling a [banned word]?" "You are and you know it, old [banned word] fart." Trevor paused. "Oh, yeah," I heard. "You know I love being the meat in a man sandwich." I remember Peter saying it turned him on when he could fuck a man who was already fucking another man. "Great arse," I heard Peter say. "Nice and round and tight." I was suddenly shoved onto my stomach. My legs and arms shot out and I cried in surprise. Peter had jammed himself into Trevor and was fucking hard enough to push us all down. Stacey fell onto the bed next to me. I felt her firm breasts press against my body and her breath on my ear. I felt Trevor's cock forced in and out by Peter's savage thrusting. Stacey's teeth slid on my earlobe and then her lips and tongue wet my face as I was bounced on the bed. "Just wait," she whispered, "until I get to you." I twisted my head. Her eager dark rimmed light blue eyes loomed before she began to kiss me. Two kisses then her tongue flicked. I couldn't believe it. I was being fucked by one man while another fucked him. A young girl was kissing me while pressing her half naked body against mine, and her father was wanking himself next to my head, too. I began to pant heavily. The strong sensations rose in my arse and suddenly exploded through my body. Lightening cracked. The sky split. Thunder roiled. I yelled. My cock did not shoot but it felt as if everything else did. Stacey stuck her tongue between my lips as her lips mauled. Peter yelled, "You fuckin' did it, mate!" "Yeah!" Trevor called. "I can feel you cummin'. And I am, too! Oh yeah!" At the same time Peter unloaded into Trevor, Trev blasted into me. "It just turns me on too much when someone else participates at the same time." Trevor and Peter pulled away and stepped off the bed. I caught a glimpse of Trevor's swollen wet and dripping cock. I had had that up my rear! I felt wet drip down my leg. He and Frank must have filled me pretty good. Stacey rolled away and off the bed. She went back to Peter, knelt, and took his spermy cock into her mouth. I could hear the slurping. "Good, girl," he said. "About time!" Frank slid straight back into my rectum and began to root quickly. I could hardly feel his smaller cock. He slapped my bum and complained, "He's not tight any more. Too stretched by you big boys." I clamped hard and Frank yelped. "Oh, yeah, that's better." He fucked on for several minutes until he finally began to "Ha…ha…ha…ha…" and jammed himself against me. I could feel him squirt several times before pulling away. I rolled over onto my back and gestured to Frank. "My turn?" He just looked at me and laughed. "Can't, mate. I'm shot and I gotta go and can't have a leaky arse." I watched Trevor and Frank begin to dress. "Too bad," Peter said. "No seconds tonight." "Well," I called, "could I fuck anyone else here?" Laughing, Frank and Trevor both left quickly. This was it? I thought. I mean, the group experience felt terrific and I was already craving another dick, but that's it? Quick fucks and everyone is gone in half an hour? "I have my car," Stacey announced. "Tell you what," she said to Peter, "I'm horny as a raging goat. How about I fuck him and then spend the night keeping you awake?" Peter grinned and nodded. "Sounds like a good plan." "Right," she said rubbing her hands together. "First, I'll just make sure you're ready for me." She crawled onto the bed, leaned down and sucked my dick into her impatient mouth. I caressed her short hair then smooth back as her head bobbed and she licked and sucked me to further hardness. It didn't take much. She sat up and gazed down at my smiling face. "Okay, boy, here we go. Hope you're ready." She balanced on her knees, reached behind, unzipped her leather skirt, unwrapped it and tossed it to the side. There before my astonished and delighted face proudly stood a very beautiful, very hard, very ready penis. A brilliant cock supported by two large tight testicles. It stood up for me as if begging. I looked up and she smirked. "Didn't expect that, did you?" Peter laughed, too. "Remember the house rule, slut. Have fun with him." He turned and left the room. Stacey pushed me onto my back and crawled over my body. "Are you a she or a he?" I blurted. "Either," Stacey said. "I prefer she, but I'm half and half. Sometimes I'm taken as a boy cross-dresser and other times a trans. Either way is fine. These boobs are natural but I have a boy's hips. I like to dress and act female sometimes, and male other times. Tonight you got Stacey instead of Stan. But what matters to me most is fucking." She parted my legs with hers, dropped her hips and pressed that amazing cock against me. My legs instinctively wrapped around her thrusting rear. In seconds she had fully embedded herself. Her Goldilocks cock was just right: not too big, not too small, just right. It filled me like no other. She lay down on my body, making sure her nipples and firm breasts pressed against mine. Her smirking face stared down at my astonishment. "How's that feel?" My hands slid down her back. "Um, simply amazing. You feel terrific." "Of course I do!" After another kiss, I felt her begin to move. Out then in, out then in, slowly at first then faster and faster until she was literally pummelling my body. Laughing, she held herself up with her harms and fucked even harder. I slipped my hands down to her tight round butt and held on as she fucked me with wave-like motions. The raw sexual sensations became even more amazing. It didn't take long, maybe only a few minutes, but it felt almost like forever. When it happened her eyes widened, she yelled loudly, "Fuck, I'm filling you!" I felt her magic cock spurt and spurt and spurt. She did not stop shoving the entire time, she just kept at it even after finishing. "Feels fucking great. Going to do it again." She stayed amazingly hard and continued to use my body for her enormous pleasure. It was as if the strong orgasm had not diminished her desire but instead renewed and increased it. This time her thrusts became stronger, more powerful, insistent, demanding. I lay beneath her body and revelled at my great fortune. After she came very loudly a second time, she withdrew, squatted while still hard, and regarded me with a tipped head. Her hand slipped up and down my own stiff, aching shaft. "I could keep going but I think you need something. I want to give it to you. You have permission. We'll do it bareback. I never rubber up. And do not pull out." I would have been happy if she wanted to keep doing me but instead, she straddled my hips and lowered her thin hot body. My aching cock sunk deep into her trembling body. Eyes closed in rapture, she then rose and fell, fucking me at her own pace. I watched her face twist as her pleasure mounted. When I tried to move my hips, she mashed down on me and shook her pretty head. Five minutes later she lay full on my body, grabbed my arms and rolled us until I was on top. Her legs tightened together, capturing my prong. She shoved up, encouraging me to fuck her. Which, of course, I did. I held her thin body and shoved myself hard and deep, over and over and over, until I felt that wonderful tingling in my legs then balls then dick. Just as I was about to cum, she cried, "Wait!" she and pushed me off. The nearly nude half-girl scampered off the bed and hopped up on the pool table. With a wicked smile she crooked her finger at me and parted her booted legs wide. Her amazing cock remained standing and wet and wanting. I crawled off the bed and stood before her. She reached, grabbed my dick, and roughly pulled me against the solid table. She levered my hard knob beneath her ballsac, reached around and pulled at my arse. She scooted forward and I pushed until I was once again engulfed in warm, tight heaven. She kissed me and began to move and pant immediately. Her legs rose and encircled my waist, tugging me deep. Then she slowly lay back onto the table. Her arms flailed and pool balls clicked, snapped and rolled. One sunk. "Come on. Do me. I need it. Shoot your hot jizz into me." I reached for her breasts – they felt soft and natural – leaned down and tongue-flicked an erect nipple. She squirmed and began to hunch me. She smacked her palms against my head and glared up at me. Through gritted teeth, she hissed, "Come on! Fuck that load into me!" I pushed hard. I rooted fiercely. I jammed as deep into her as I could, almost at machine-gun pace. My breaths deepened. I panted heavily. I was incredibly turned on. I went at it for minute after minute while she twisted and moaned. Soon that incredible electric feeling shot through my body, from my groin down my legs and out through my arms. Just as I began to pulse I felt her wonderful cock, wedged between our heaving stomachs, spurt again, showering us with sticky magic spunk. She squirmed, yelled something, gritted her teeth and continued to fuck me with increased savage power. "Give it to me! Give it to me! Give it to me!" That was it. My body tensed, electrified further, and I let loose with a blood-curdling banshee scream. I pushed very hard, jammed myself into her as far as I could and let loose. My triumphant cock blasted. Uncontrollable powerful spasms ruled the universe as she grabbed my head and thrust her tongue deep. Her entire youthful body writhed as she took in shot after shot of my horny juice. I could feel her own cock and anus respond and pulse, too, adding more glue to our wanton union. When she let go, I pushed up, panted heavily, and began to laugh. She laughed, too. "Wow, I really felt that. How ya doing?" "Pretty damn good," I puffed. "You came and you're still hard." "Sure am." "You can stay like this and keep on going?" "I don't go down until I'm done. I can cum, keep going, and cum again. Each time just pushes me onto the next. I can do it for hours." "Dinkum?" "True blue." "Krikey." We stopped moving and laughed together at the stupid comments. She slapped my arm. "I can keep doing this all night but you look exhausted. You certainly came hard and long. It felt fuckin' great, let me tell you. I loved it." On a whim I said, "How old are you?" "Same age as Flynn." That would make her nineteen. That meant she seduced her father when she was thirteen. That meant she was more than thirty years younger than myself and had more than forty years between herself and Peter. I wondered what her amazing life had been like. What was it like growing up? When did she start having sex? She seduced her father? How? When did she decide she was female or had she always been like that? What he really a cross-dresser or a she transperson? So many stupid questions! None of them mattered. Only the feelings, the urges, the craving for more raw sex. I pushed up and off and pulled out. She levered herself up, laughed, and flicked my wet bouncing cock. "Cool. Oops, don't want to mess the felt." She swung a booted fishnetted leg around and spritely hopped off the table. "Listen, you're cool. I like the way you feel. How about we do this again, just us, okay?" Her finger trailed down my sticky chest. "I can fuck you for a whole afternoon, and I'll give you permission again. What do you say?" How could I refuse an angel? "Let me know when and where and I'm yours." Peter came back into the room with a beer. Stacey pecked my cheek and hopped over to him. "Hey, there." She sidled up against the burly bearded man who wore only a singlet. Her hand fondled his penis as she kissed his cheek. Hers still stuck up strong. "You wanna fuck?" Shocked, I said, "What are you doing?" She smiled at me. "He has permission. Besides, house rule. I'll have his boys later after they get home, too. We'll have an all-nighter." Oh, yes, I thought. The house rule: not allowed to say no to sex. "What about your boyfriend?" "Oh, fuck no. Dushan's a one-shot wonder. So is Dad, but you somehow got two out of him tonight, so you did well." I shook my head in amazement and slight jealousy. Peter gets to fuck with an energetic, demanding teen who can go at it the entire night. I forced my heart calm. He motioned to me. "Get yourself cleaned up and mosey on home. I'll let you know when I've arranged the threesome with Maria." "Maria?" Stacey said in mock astonishment. "You still banging that neglected nymphomaniac housewife?" "We're down to once a week." Peter wrapped a big arm around her shoulders, bent his head, and kissed the, um, delightful girl who had just filled my arse. Gob-smacked was the least of my problems. I could seriously get to like her and knew that would be a very stupid move. I sat on the toilet and felt a large amount of fluid drip. I cleaned and dressed. I heard giggling noises and laughter and creaking from Peter's doorless bedroom. I tiptoed through the family room and peeked. Her smaller body lay on top of him. His hands held her undulating rump. His legs hooked over her shoulders as she strongly fucked into his wicked arse. She suddenly let loose a loud orgasmic shout and, "Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" I watched her whole body spasm. She turned her head, smiled at me, and continued to fuck him. I grinned, nodded and waved. I knew I could have joined them – house rule – but instead I left. As I staggered back home, my legs trembled. I felt weak but my heart continued to beat strongly. And my empty anus, well, I needed another cock back up there as soon as I could arrange it. I knew I would crave that full feeling forevermore. I found my wife still spread out on the couch. I paused and gazed down at her. Why did she have to be such a prude? She had given up on the most wonderful thing in the universe: sex. But that had driven me onto something greater and much more spiritually fulfilling, not to mention physically. Sex with men was definitely far better and much purer. She woke and looked up. "Did you have fun?" I chuckled. "Yeah, I did." "How was the game?" "Invigorating," I said. "Energetic. More than I expected. Bit of a surprise, too." "Lots of sticking on that pool table?" "That, too." She looked up at me and actually smiled. "As I said before, it is always good to have a hobby. One needs pleasure in one's life." Guilt washed my soul for a moment before I told it who was boss. My wife winked at me and smiled. And I wondered. ### July 2021 by Hozzel. Authors notes: I was not sure which part of Breeding Zone this should should be posted, so I posted it in the same area as part 1. This is an original work of fiction. The characters are all invented but the story stems from a real experience related to me many years ago by a spunky online friend from Sydney. We used to exchange scalding hot emails, and had a great deal of fun describing what we would do to each other. He had gotten off on my Mistress J and mansex stories, and he gave me permission to use his real all-male gangbang experience in a story. He described himself as a multi-cummer who loved being restrained and fucked for an hour solid by his top buddy and his buddy's mates. As he travelled cross-country for work, we agreed to get together when he was in my state. He promised to fill my virgin arse with many loads and I promised he could bottom for me, too. Sadly, he passed away from asbestosis before the fun-filled hookup could happen. This one's for you, mate. It would have been one hot afternoon. I would love to hear your thoughts about part III. What would you like? What will happen? If you liked this scene, if it turned you on, especially if it caused a hard throbbing wet response, I would positively love to hear from you! Always up for email fun, too. Ping me at my pseudonym, athenamorgansbox at gmail dot com.
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In My Neighbour's Backyard By Hozzel A loud noise from the neighbour's backyard first attracted my attention. A solid thumping noise, as if someone punched metal over and over. A strange, weird noise accented each thump, like repeated grunts, with a staccato rhythm, "Uh...uh...uh..." Curious, I snuck between the leafy shrubs up to the corrugated iron fence and peered between the branches into their big back yard. Next to a big shed, the yard was littered with old cars, parts of old cars, wheels and tyres. "Oh, fuck!" I heard. The vision startled me. I hopped back, shocked and aroused at the same time. I quickly peeked over the fence again. 18-year-old Roger, the younger brother, spread face-down over the bonnet of one of an old car. His fists beat the dirty white bonnet while his bare bum and legs quivered from the hammering he received from his older completely naked brother, Flynn. Mouth open, I realized my breathing had deepened and I had become instantly solid. Flynn fucked fast and hard into his brother. I could hear his hips as they quick slapped against Roger's bare arse. I saw Flynn's fingers curl and then heard Roger yelp when he thumped the bonnet again. Between his spread legs I could just make out Roger's tight balls and stiff cock. It flopped up and down with every pelvic punch from eager Flynn. As I stared I realized Roger was pushing back in time to Flynn's heavy thrusts. They were fucking each other. Roger yelled, "Harder, harder!" and Flynn went into overdrive. Clearly no one was being forced here. The boys wanted to do this. "Hey! Not without me!" Their dad ran around the corner of the shed, dropped his board shorts and kicked them away. My mouth hung further open as I marvelled at his big hardening cock. The grey fuzz surrounding the thickening base was not enough to hide its size. Is he going to…? "What have I told you boys about doing it in the open!" Guilt and shame suddenly washed through me. I was spying on my neighbours having incestuous male sex. I was peeking, [banned word], a naughty voyeur. And they were men! I wasn't into men, although I had secretly enjoyed trans and gay porn and got off from it. I knew my straight-laced wife would throw a tizzy if she caught me with the porn or doing this. Luckily she was out shopping. I could not help myself and simply had to spy again. Peter, their bear-shaped bearded dad with a dragon tattoo on his left upper arm, stepped up behind Flynn, roughly grabbed the boy's narrow hips and thrust that great big hard thing into his son's skinny arse. He didn't take his time and ease it in, he pushed hard and grunted loud, causing Flynn to shout. "Fuck, Dad!" "There's a real bareback cock in ya now," the older man said firmly. He slammed against his older son and the late teenage son pushed against his younger brother. "I know you love it up the arse just as much as Rog." Flynn cried out as his father began to fuck like mad and let out a continuous loud moan. It escalated into a non-stop holler which quavered from his pounding. The hairy older man held his son's hips and just hammered relentlessly. Flynn shook from the body hits and Roger kept pounding the bonnet and yelping, "Shit, that's good!" That was it. Decency be damned! Intrigued, I unzipped, pulled my hard dick out and began to wank the foreskin back and forth. I watched them go at it for the next five minutes. Peter, clearly a strong fucker, never missed a beat. He never slowed or paused except to change his footing. He fucked his boy hard, with an ongoing animal growl, until, suddenly, I saw his shaking rear clench. I heard a loud grunt and watched the boys' father jam hard and deep. "Feel that? Fuckin' loading you, boy," Peter said loudly. Roger yelled something like, "You fuckin' got me goin'! Gaaa…" I glimpsed his cock jerking and guessed he was coming, too. Their dad slapped and grunted a few more times then pulled out. His singlet topped chest heaved from deep breaths. Fluid dripped from his son's arse. He turned toward me and motioned, "Come on over and join in!" I could not believe it. I was caught! Embarrassed, I scrambled back. I heard, "Come on, hop over, Ben. It's okay, isn't it boys?" Peter's bearded face appeared on the other side of the fence. "I knew you were [banned word] on us. My boys like to be fucked and they don't mind bein' watched. They do it to each other all the time. They're supposed to keep it inside but on a day like this, what can I say? Perfect weather for havin' a root outdoors." He turned and called, "Hey, boys! Would you like to have a go with Ben?" I heard thumping on the car and, "Yeah!" Then the rhythmic squeaking of the car resumed as Flynn fucked into his young brother again. "Hang on," I said, tucked myself away, and came back with a step-stool. Peter helped me over the fence. "Strip off," Peter instructed. He reached down and unbuckled my belt. "Can't fuck properly with all this gear." He quickly removed all my clothes. "You're hard as a rock," he observed, fondling my erection. It felt weird having another man paw at me, but in my aroused state, I actually liked it. Wearing flipflops only, I walked barearse naked, with their father's fingers rubbing my knob, up to the rooting lads. I had visited their home only once before and now something made sense. All the inside doors had been removed. No secrets. Easy access. I had heard yelling and even screaming before and now I knew the cause. Peter pointed, "Don't be shy, mate. My boys really like to suck and fuck. There's a nicely slick arse right there for you. Go ahead, stick it in. Or would you rather be the bottom?" He shoved me toward his sons. "Both," I stammered. I knew what he meant. Flynn pulled out of his brother, stepped to the side. I stood behind the young boy and looked down at his rear, right where his older brother's cock had just been. "Go ahead," ordered their father. "He'll love it." "Yeah," Roger chirped. "Stick it in me bum." I shook my head, stepped up and pressed the swollen head of my cock between the boy's cheeks. What the fuck was I about to do? When I hesitated, Flynn shoved me in the back and I suddenly pushed all the way into Roger. My shocked dick went in easily. One push and I penetrated deep. It felt unbelievably snug and positively marvelous. I felt Roger's internal muscles clench and clench on me as he started to move. My wife had never, ever, allowed anal sex. For that matter, sex between us had become almost non-existent for years. But now, here it was, I was doing anal for the first time, and doing it with a teenage boy, my neighbour's youngest son. Gay sex. I was not freaked out, and it felt wonderful! I would never be the same again. "Go ahead," Flynn said to me. "He likes it rough." I placed my palms on Roger's hips and, started to shove in and out. Roger grunted with each of my thrusts. "Uh…uh…uh… Fuckin' come on," he snapped. "Give it to me!" Right. I grabbed his bony hips and began to pound into him. The intense sensations mounted quickly. It wouldn't take long. I slowed, trying to draw out the feelings and my quickening climax. "Too good," I muttered. "Here," I heard Peter say, "see if you like this." He stepped up behind me and took my hips in thick-fingered hands. I stopped and felt his big cock push between my arsecheeks. Stunned, I held still and let him have his way. Flynn said, "Dad likes to fuck us when we're fucking each other." This was another wonderful fantasy: to be taken over and over by another man or a strong trans. I had dreamed what it would feel like when a real penis fucked into my guts instead of a broom handle. Now here it was and the reality felt far hotter. Peter slowly pushed into me. It felt like a huge slug invaded my body. I stood rock still, leaned over Roger, felt all the astonishing sensations, and panted while his father slowly slid his enormous prick up my rectum. This was great! When I felt his hips against my rear, he paused and said, "You're fuckin' tight. How does that feel?" "Good," I breathed. "Huge. Full." "Hurt any?" "Barely," I admitted. In fact, there was almost no pain, just the feeling of being stretched and stuffed full. I had no idea I could take that much. "Like it?" "Love it," I said truthfully, bent over his son. "Good. You must be a natural. Here goes, slut." He pulled almost out then pushed himself back into me. I let out an explosive breath. I could feel his entire cock slide in and out as he began to fuck, a fabulous carnal feeling. Soon he was fucking me quickly. This caused me to do the same to Roger. My own penis swelled further as it slipped inside the boy's arse. Peter shovelled and something inside my rear began to tingle. It felt as if an orgasm was quickly rising. In an attempt to hold off I huffed "Oof! How often do you do this?" "All the time," Flynn said. "Do you like it, Rog?" I asked. I slid my palms over the youth's bare back while Peter fucked me with short, jabbing strokes. "Fuck, yeah." "Do you ever get to do it? Get to top?" "Yeah. But I like being a cumdump best." "You do it with anyone else?" "Sure. When me mates or Flynn's mates come over. Or Dad's buddies." Their father suddenly slammed into me, knocking my breath out through my nose. "Yeah, he's a right cumdump, Roger is. Flynn, too. I'm getting' there. How're you doin'?" "Fuckin' hell, I think you're screwing my prostate," I said. "I'm coming without squirting." My body twisted in pure pleasure as a fluidless orgasm flashed through me. I had never felt anything like it before and it was unbelievable! Despite coming, my erection remained hard inside Roger's arse, and I felt as if I could do it again immediately. But I felt Peter ram himself against my buttocks, felt his enormous cock swell even further, and felt him begin to pulse inside me. Felt the strong volleys of thick warm fluid as he shot into me, over and over. It triggered my own stronger orgasm. I could no longer hold back. I yelled very loud and shot over and over into the teenage boy. "What'd ya scream like that that for?" "Better that way," I panted. "Like karate. Yelling and screaming makes it feel stronger. Greater punch." "Have to remember that at the next gangbang." The weight on my back suddenly lifted. My anus felt empty, my rear cool and exposed. Peter smacked my bum. "That your first time, mate?" "Yah." "Cool. Ready for more?" I started to stand up. My legs felt weak. I shook briefly, but I stammered, "Okay." "Anyone else want another round with our new slut? He's been broken in." Roger levered himself off the car and faced me. He was hard again. Long and thin and straight up. "I want to fuck you." "Go ahead," I heard Peter instruct. "Ben, here, is our new fucktoy." Roger stood before me, grabbed my arms roughly, and pulled my body against his. For a skinny boy, he was quite strong. Face close, I felt his hot breath then lips on mine then tongue as he tried to lick my own tongue. What the hell, I let him, and returned the passionate kiss. My hands descended to his round rump and I felt his hard cock rub against mine. He then wrestled me to the dirt. On my back, eager Roger spread my thighs with his hips and knees and proceeded to fill me nicely. Grinning, he pushed up over me and began to fuck me in earnest with long steady strokes and panting breaths. Flynn fell onto his brother. Roger paused while Flynn inserted. And then their father, his fat renewed, stepped between our legs and pushed into his older son. My legs stretched wide, I revelled in the amazing but awkward four-way fuck. "He's ours, now. Let's go, boys! Breed him! Knock him up!" "You gonna poz him, Dad?" "Why not!" Three more loads in my butt later, Flynn and Roger took turns sucking and licking me hard again. I felt ready to fuck once more. Instead of being worn out, I was super-charged, energized for the next hit of fantastic, shameless sex in my neighbour's sunny backyard. My rear tingled with only slight soreness. The boys, however, pissed off, literally leaving me with their insatiable father. Peter placed his hands on the old car, arms straight, spread his hairy legs and offered himself to me. "I'll teach ya how to bottom, ya old cunt." He did. He came hands free, too, this time screaming like a banshee. Me, too. After, as he escorted me back to my home, he said, "My buddies'll be over Saturday night. You can be the slut at the centre of our next gangbang. In fact, come over any time. We have a 'not allowed to say no' policy." I nodded and admitted, "Sounds great. Love to." I had loved it. The feeling of their cocks filling my arse still tingled nicely. I had crossed a new line in my life, one I was not about to reject. "Applies to you, too, of course. Whatever any of us wants, you have to obey." "Sure." Late that afternoon, my frumpy wife commented that I seemed in a particularly happy mood and asked what I had done during the day. "Hopped over the fence and visited the neighbours," I said. "Turns out we have a hobby in common, so I might be spending more time over there. I'm going over to watch the footy Saturday night." Visions of men taking me raw danced in my new-found wicked imagination. "That's nice, dear," she said. "Always good to have a hobby." ### July 2021 by Hozzel. This is a work of fiction. It is not based on a real event. Or is it? If you liked this scene, if it turned you on, especially if it caused a throbbing response, I would love to hear from you! Always up for email fun, too. Ping me at athenamorgansbox at gmail dot com.
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I went into the neighborhood movie theater early on a Monday afternoon. The place was pretty empty except for the two Indian attendants, both around their mid-twenties. One of them was Sikh. I paid the entrance fee went in and took a seat. The movie started and the Sikh attendant came and sat down near me. He was wearing white pants and had quite a large bulge, which I had stared at as I came into the theater. He rubbed it as he sat down. He didn't sit for long. He got up after a few minutes and walked out, openly grabbing his crotch. I looked at his face and he smiled sheepishly, almost shyly. I continued watching the movie, but thought about the attendant. I am very shy so I was afraid to do anything. Half way through the movie I went to the men's room. While I used the urinal, the Sikh guy walked in and stood on the urinal next to me. He took out his dark cock and shook it. It instantly got hard. It was nice and dark and had a purple mushroom head. I looked at his face and he smiled and took my hand and wrapped it around his cock. I was very nervous and surprised that this guy had the guts to do this. As I held his cock he casually grabbed my ass. He unbuckled my pants and yanked my pants down and started to probe my asshole. I was very worried someone would walk in, but he didn't seem to care. He grabbed me by the arm and led me to the stall. There he pushed my face against the wall, my ass at his disposal. He put on a condom and greased my hole. I didn't know what to do. Naturally I was both nervous and excited. I felt his cock tease my hole. I looked back at his face and he smiled at me. Suddenly I felt the pain of his cock stretching my hole as it went in. I whined and tried to push him off. He stopped and wrapped his hands around me while holding on to my wrists. Again I felt the searing pain of his cock entering. I tried to struggle, but he was holding me very tightly. Then suddenly he plunged his cock up my hole in one push. I opened my mouth and sucked in air. He asked me if it hurt and I looked back at him and said "Yes, it hurts. Please take it out.” He smiled again and said "Good, I like to make it hurt." His cock seemed to get even harder and bigger. He pulled it almost all the way out and then pushed it back in. I was whining and moaning in pain. I’m sure I was blushing from the shame of my situation. In any event, he was solely interested in his own pleasure. As my hole became accustomed to his cock, he pulled out and spanked my ass hard. I plead with him to stop, which, to my relief, he did. He took off the condom. I was thankful it was over, and leaned on the wall to catch my breath. Suddenly I felt his raw cock pushed up my hole once again. "No, not bare - stop” I said, as I tried to wiggle out of his control, but I guess I didn’t try very hard, because he was able to put his arm around my neck and one around my waist, essentially immobilizing me. I had to worry about both restricted breathing and a violated ass! He kept fucking my hole faster and faster until he filled me with his Sikh spunk. He pulled his cock out. I looked back at him and he had a big smile on his face. Then he stuck his finger up my hole and laughed. I looked at his cock and it was still hard and throbbing, as his spunk oozed out my hole.
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I’m a good-looking 26-year-old, 5’11”, 175 lbs., nice smooth body, I work out and it shows too. Unfortunately, I am a sex addict with very little to no ability to control my urges. I also have fantasies that I love to turn into reality. Of course, most of these fantasies require having willing partners. I also love anonymous sex, you know, very little words exchanged, just pure sex. This means that I spend a lot of time online looking for people who want to help me turn my fantasies into reality. I also have roommates, which makes things a little more difficult, but more interesting also, especially since I’m not out and my roommates have no idea that I like to have sex with men. For some time now, I have been contacting men trying to lure them to my house. I’m very explicit in terms of what I’m looking for. I tell the guy that I’m looking to get fucked, nothing else, just fucked in the ass. Then I tell them that I want for them to arrive at my house, come to the side door, get undressed, lube up their cocks, then come down into the basement, where they would find me, naked, lubed, and ready, with a butt plug in my ass, making it nice and ready for fucking. All they need to do is to remove the butt plug and go for it. It is not easy to find men who are willing to show up at a stranger’s house and go down to his basement basically naked with a hard, lubed dick, so I had decided I would have to lower my standards and just go with anyone who would be willing. My story starts when I contacted this guy last Friday. His profile sounded real hot. He said he was 6’3”, 210 lbs., with lots of muscle, etc. Just my type! I told him of my fantasy and he thought it was hot and agreed to meet me that night. As we continued to chat, I told him I wanted everything to be safe and he agreed. He lived close by, so, at the predetermined time, I went downstairs and waited for his arrival. I heard the door upstairs open, then I heard noises that indicated that my visitor was getting himself ready. As promised, I was downstairs, on all fours, waiting for him to come down and start fucking me. I left lube and condoms upstairs for him to use as he got himself ready. After a couple of minutes, my dick was hard with anticipation, and lots of precum already oozing down and dripping on the floor. My friend finally came downstairs and I could see him from the corner of my eye (the basement lights were turned off, only a dimmed light partially lit the place. From what I could see, this guy was as good looking as he described himself to be. He had a nice thin waist, a big hairy chest and thick legs. His hard cock looked bigger than the 8 inches he had described it to be, and it seemed to be very thick. I didn’t move, and waited for him to lower himself behind me. After he positioned himself behind me, he proceeded to remove the butt plug from my well-lubricated hole. He was gentle and had the butt plug removed in no time. He then moved closer to me and started to insert his thick head into my waiting hole. I couldn’t believe just how horned up I was. My fantasy was finally coming true, and with one hot dude! His first strokes were gentle, but as soon as he realized that my ass had already been plucked by the butt plug, his strokes intensified. As we had discussed, our intent was to get him off as quickly as possible, neither one of us was looking to put on a show. This was strictly about him getting off. It was all about him and his pleasure; and by the way he was fucking me, he knew that and he was making sure that so did I. He kept fucking deep and hard with that big meat of his and I could feel some of the lube dripping off my ass as he plowed his cock in then almost all the way out of my hole then all the way in again. I then reached over to touch his cock and balls. That is when I noticed that he didn’t seem to be wearing rubbers, even though we agreed that everything was going to be safe only. I couldn’t believe what he was doing! I felt helpless, there was little what I could do. I had roommates upstairs, which meant I couldn’t cause a scene. I tried to move away but his had a strong grip around my waist and I couldn’t really go anywhere. He knew I noticed about the lack of rubbers, which only intensified his grip around my waist. His pounding also intensified and I thought he was getting close to cumming and filling my ass with his cum. I whispered to him asking him to pull out and put on a rubber. He kept pounding, totally fucking me exactly the way I had envisioned. His only response was that he didn’t see any rubbers upstairs and that my ass was so good he wasn’t going to pull out. I begged him to put on a rubber or at least to pull out before he came. He said “sure” and went on giving me the best fuck of my life! A couple of seconds later, I felt his rhythm change and once again I tried to escape his grip while I begged him once more to pull out. He didn’t! I felt his cock literally grow inside of me, as he began to flood me with him cum. Spurt after spurt of cum filled my guts as he kept his masculine hands around my waist – in charge and in control, exactly the way I had fantasized! I was so scared but so turned on, I couldn’t believe it! After he finished, he reinserted the butt plug into me and left me there. After he left, I went back upstairs, as I removed the butt plug from my sore hole, this big wad of cum fell to the bathroom floor. I couldn’t believe the amount and couldn’t even imagine how much of his hot cum was still floating inside of me! I went back online, still in a daze, not knowing what to do. I then saw him online. He thanked me for a great fuck and wanted to know when he could come back for more. I told him how scared I was for what he had done. He told me he gave me exactly what I was asking for and told me he was chatting with another guy and told this other guy about me and that if I wanted for him to come back and do me again that I would have to let this other guy do me THAT night! I gave it some thought and decided to go for it, after all, my new friend was too hot, too good looking to pass, and he knew exactly what I wanted. I accepted his terms and not too much later this other guy showed up and fucked me good. It didn’t take him long to deposit another load in me. Afterwards I decided I couldn’t do that again. I can’t see myself letting another guy drop his load in my ass like I did that night. I have been avoiding my fucker friend, as I know I will not be able to resist his advances!
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He laid there. Covered in his sleeping bag. His face was the only thing that was sticking out. His eyes were closed. He was sleeping contently. The glowing moon light highlighted his blond hair. He was laying next to me inside the tent. Damn, I was all hot and bothered and wanted to just jump his ass at that moment. Our day hike in the mountains must have worn him out. As I laid there with my hand propping my head up, I saw some movement in his sleeping bag. He was rubbing his crotch and stroking his cock. Damn, he must have been on to me. Because before I knew it, his eyes opened and he gave me that hot and bothered look. The warm night was arousing both of us. He lifted his opened sleeping bag in a motion for me to slide over next to him. We were groping. Entangled naked flesh. Stroking each others cocks and balls. There was nipple tweaking and some hot passionate kissing. His firm ass was on the for front of my mind. I couldn't help but grab a hand full of his ass cheeks. He moaned at that jester. "You want some of my ass man?" he whispered to me. Why he was whispering was beyond me. We were in the middle of no where. "I sure would!" He flipped on his side and he was moving his ass against my throbbing cock. Oh it felt damn good. Inch by inch it crept between his ass cheeks and worked it's way toward his warm moist sweaty man hole. This was roughing it and I'm sure he had a dirty ass, but that didn't stop me. My already enormous pre cum-covered cock head was snaking and poking into his hole. He opened his hole up further and further as I tried to break open the barrier. My right arms just wrapped around his chest. I gave his neck a sloppy love bite. He cocked his head sideways to meet my mouth and we embraced with some more kissing. My cock just inched into his nice smooth hole with ease. I couldn't believe that I was in his ass without lube or spit. It felt so damn good! I wanted to stay all night in his ass. But he was doing this rocking motion thing that just stroked my cock. He was milking my cock with his firm ass muscles. Yeah, he knew what he was doing. my cock was feeling the friction and was twice the size. I wasn't sure how much longer I could hold back. I think he just jacked my cock with his firm ass once too many. I just spilled my seed into his hot ass without warning. He let go a slow moan. He must have felt the warm cum bath his inner ass. I was firm and rigid and continued to push my load deep into his ass. I definitely saw stars when I shot into him. We laid there for a few minute and he whispered to me that it was his turn.
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I'm reading an academic article this morning by Kai J. Jonas, a researcher from the University of Amsterdam, who did research on the impact of bareback porn on it's viewers. Results indicate that watching bareback porn lowers the threshold for viewers to engage in bareback sex. This new study didn't make many headlines, assumably because Jonas and his team mention clearly in their article that further research is needed and that the conclusion is not 'Watching bareback porn will make you a barebacker' but rather 'Viewers will more easily consider engaging in sex without a condom after watching bareback porn'. But there were some voices on social media which were quite surprised at the outcome. Though the loudest comments attacked the research method rather than the conclusion. Note: From an academic viewpoint, the research method is solid. Jonas even notes why they chose this approach. So it is irrelevant to criticize the method, I'd much rather like to debate the conclusion. Study 1 Jonas and his team conducted two studies. In Study 1 focused on the theory that watching bareback porn lowers the threshold to engage in bareback sex. 220 gay men watched DVD covers after which they reported about their sexual behavior. The results indicate the theory to be correct: those who are confronted with bareback sex images will more easily engage in bareback sex. Jonas does mention a lot of factors that influence such a choice (e.g. HIV-status) but overall the result supports the theory Study 2 This study focused on the practice of bareback sex. 34 men were given a bag with condoms etc. to go out in a local bar where sex videos were shown and sex parties were hosted. (Cruise Club Church if I'm not mistaken.) The men reported afterwards on their sexual behavior. The results of this study indicate that viewers of bareback porn video footage will more easily engage in bareback sex. Again Jonas mentions factors that influence such a choice, but this time too the results support the theory. Discussion Jonas and his team conclude that watching bareback porn will have viewers engage more easily in bareback sex. These studies are limited, more research is definitely needed, Jonas and his team state. But their research could be of importance to sex health workers and organisations, sex locations as well as porn producers. One option the researchers mention is analogue to the way society currently deals with tobacco and alcohol: warning viewers about the risks of bareback sex on DVD-boxes, through banners on bareback porn websites or on locations where bareback porn is shown. As an 'educated viewer' is expected to be more aware of risks and to make a more conscious decision about whether or not to engage in bareback sex. What do you think? Are you more likely to engage in bareback sex after watching bareback porn? And do you think putting warnings about risks on DVD-covers, sex sites and sex locations could prevent men from barebacking? Note/Personal Opinion: I will be the last one on earth to say people should not have bareback sex, but I personally think it could do no harm to add such a warning to bareback pornography. If we do it with smoking and alcohol consumption, why not with porn? Also, people that want to bareback will bareback, but it is better when someone makes a conscious choice to do so instead of it (having bareback sex) happening accidentally. If you would like a copy of this research article, send me a message or get in the comments. (It is 300kb, breedingzone's limit for .pdf is 200kb.) -
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My name is Matt. I am 26 and am 6'2", 205 lbs of muscle. I have a 32" waist, 45" chest and 17" arms. My cock is 8" and is really thick with a huge helmet shaped head and a huge pair of balls that squirt bucket loads of cum with every load, which usually happens 2 - 3 times in a day. My partner is Tim. He is 24 5' 11" and 165# in a lean, but somewhat muscular way. He has a 7.75" cock that is a little above average in girth. His balls are average size. One night I came home late. I had been out with friends having a good time as things, after more than 2 and a half years had not been going well with Tim. As I entered our apartment I noticed he was chatting on the computer. He hid the private message every time I walked in the room. At one point he had a phone call and walked into the garage to take it. While he was in there I told him I was going to bed. I checked out the name of the person he was chatting with and skimmed the chat message. This guy's picture was fuckin’ awesome! He was 6'3" and weighed 210# and was very solid with a six pack that I knew I would never have. His name was Jake and he was coming to our town from out of state and would be there the whole weekend. He and Tim had chatted about what they wanted to do to and with each other. This stud was a bottom. He wanted to get fucked bareback. Tim wasn't comfortable with the whole bareback thing. He gave Tim his phone number and I wrote it down on my hand and went to bed. He stayed up for several hours chatting during which time I had fallen asleep. The next day, Tim left for work at 6:30 a.m. I went about my normal routine for a day off and went and worked out at the gym. After I got back from the gym I showered. After a 2.5 hour workout and a rest in the sauna / steam room, I was pretty exhausted so I had a protein shake and decided to put my plan in to action. I called Jake on his cell. He was on his way to our town and would be there in an hour. He had to meet with a client of his and then wanted to meet up after I told him who I was. He said that if I looked okay he'd rather have me fuck him. Jake got into town and two hours later, at 1:30 p.m. he called me. He had said that Tim had also called several times, but he'd ditched those calls because he wanted to meet me and talk to me first. When he got to town we met a little ways away from the downtown area and talked. We talked about what we were each into. I told him Tim and I both liked to top. He asked if I was strictly a top and I said no, but that Tim liked to think he was. Jake said what he wanted more than anything was to get topped bareback. He loved it and he wanted to feel the cum slide down his legs. He said if I gave it to him bare, he'd take it any way that I wanted him to. So I told him my plan. A while later, I dropped off my truck with a friend and borrowed his car to go to the hotel. Tim called my cell as I walked into Jake's hotel room. He said that he was going to hang out with some friends and get drunk. I asked if I could tag along. He replied saying he just wanted to hang out and would see me at home in the morning before work. This was pretty unusual for him, but I knew what was going on, so I said, alright - be safe. Jake hid me in a closet and left the door partially open so that I could see between his suits and the door. Finally Tim got there. He came in and they kissed passionately. It was obvious that this was Tim's dream man: a twenty-some year old muscle bottom. Jake took off his shirt and started taking off his pants. He was about 7" cut and skinny in the cock department, but his body MORE than made up for that. Jake got them some drinks and told Tim to set his bag down and get naked. While he was at the bar facing the closet he dropped one of the two pills I'd given him into Tim's drink. Tim gulped it down. He was nervous - as he should be for cheating on me. While Tim gulped Jake shoved the coffee table out of the way and started sucking on Tim's cock. Tim came in his mouth almost instantly. Jake had no trouble swallowing the load. He then slid Tim down on the couch and sucked cock while Tim ate his hole. Tim said something that was mumbled and Jake asked him what he'd said and Tim told him the condoms were in his backpack. He looked pretty sleepy. Jake said they wouldn't need them just yet. He continued working on Tim's dick and moved down to his balls and hole. When he got to Tim's hole he ate like there was no tomorrow. Soon enough I could tell Tim was out. He was actually snoring. Jake went and got the video recorder for me and helped me out of my position. I started sucking his cock while he videotaped Tim sleeping. Soon, though, he was ready. He lifted Tim's legs on his shoulders and ordered me to step to the side. He lifted Tim's ass up so I could get between his legs and capture him fucking his hard 7" cut thin cock into Tim's ass bareback. The dude knew what he was doing. I taped every inch of his body in the 10 minutes it took until he signaled me to get back between his legs. He pulled his cock out and shot two streams of cum before shoving his cock back in moaning like a whore in heat. Tim was grunting and his cock was hard. Before I could move the camera Jake had applied some lube to Tim's cock and was sinking his ass down on it. Tim kind of grunted but otherwise didn't move. It wasn't soon before he blew his cum up Jake's ass. Jake held his asshole over Tim's dickhead when it was obvious that Tim was done cumming. He pushed the small load out and it oozed down Tim's cockhead and shaft. "Okay," Jake said, "A deal's a deal. Get your ass over here." I did what I was told and walked into the bedroom area with him. He laid back on the bed and told me to wait standing for a minute. He made a call and a few seconds later I heard the door open and kind of freaked out. There was another man, about his age - 22, who had dark hair and eyes. He had a nice five-o'clock shadow and was slim. I could tell by his clothes. His name I would later find out was Ben. Ben took the camera from me. He ordered me on my knees and ordered me to lick Tim's cum out of Jake's ass. He was 6'3" about and probably about 185# and was pretty fit so I did as he told me to do. All the while he was taping me. I wasn't really concerned if Tim saw the tape because he'd already cheated on me. As I was licking all of Tim's cum out of Jake's hole, Ben told me to plow his ass. He brought the camera up close went up and down my body capturing my face with the camera and zoomed in on my dick as he held it while he told me to push in. I did so and as my super-wide cockhead pierced Jake's hole he grunted in pleasure and pain. He was on his back with his hands behind his knees holding them to his chest. "Bet this feels better than the smaller version you took up your bitch-cunt earlier, doesn't it, Jake." "Yeah, fuck yeah dude - ah man - make me your pussy, Matt" he said. I started plowing the fuck out of him. I would pull my cock out to the lip of the helmet and plow back in. It was super hot. "Yeah - you're gonna breed our little cunt-bitch Jake here tonight." As he said that there was a knock on the door and Ben walked in with another dude. He was blonde haired and blue eyed and all jock. He was Ben's height with a lot more muscle and tone. He immediately stripped off his shirt and shorts and left his work boots on. He came over to me and started licking my nipples while he made Jake take his balls in his mouth. "Fuck yeah, bitch! Eat my hole and my nuts . . . lick that shit like it's the last time you're gonna get it, cunt!" he said to Jake. "Yeah, Kyle, fuckin’ tell that cunt" Ben shouted. Before long, I was about to cum. I let Ben know. He said, "Pull your cock out and shoot the first wad onto his cunt and then slide back in deep and breed the bitch." I felt my orgasm starting so I pulled out when I felt the cum shooting up the length of my cock tube and shot onto Jake's nose. "GET YOUR COCK IN THAT CUNT NOW!" Ben screamed and Kyle grabbed my cock and pushed it into Jake's hole as I jerked spasmodically back and forth. Ben took his boot and placed it on my ass and pushed forward causing another wave of cum to shoot up into Jake's asshole. When I finished I pulled out and Ben handed Kyle the camera. Ben started pulling off all of his clothes which revealed a nice smooth body. When he took off his shorts I drooled over his fat 10" uncut meat. He walked over to where Tim was laying on the couch and turned his body holding up Tim's ass. "Jake, get over here." Ben said and had Jake suck his cock. Kyle was on the other side of the floor and his thick 8" cock was sticking straight up as he laid on his back to catch Jake on film sucking Ben's 10" uncut bone. All of a sudden Ben pulled his cock out of Jake's mouth and shoved it into Tim's used asshole. He was power-stroking Tim. Pulling his cock all the way out and slamming back in. Jake took this opportunity to sit on Tim's cock and lick Ben's nipples which only made him fuck harder. "Yeah, breed that hole, Ben" Kyle said. Soon enough Kyle got a tripod and set it up to catch the action on the couch and any action going on in the bed. "Get over there and bend over the bed" Kyle ordered me and I complied even though I wanted to watch as Ben's foreskin slid back over his helmet every time he pile drove Tim. I realized that I was somewhat jealous as I wanted to pleasure this hung man-boy more than anything. Before long Ben said, "I hate when their asshole doesn't tighten. It's like fucking a corpse." He pulled out of Tim and stood behind me. He entered me roughly and I moaned like a whore in heat. He pulled in and out in a steady motion. Before long, we moved to the opposite side of the bed and he laid me on my back with my ass hanging over the side. He pushed his thick 10" cock into me and said, "Fuck yeah! That's what I'm talkin' bout. This bitch knows how to pleasure a big man cock." He kept talking dirty as Kyle brought the camera over for close-ups. "Yeah," Ben said, "show everyone how you can tighten your hole to make my foreskin pull back. That's it bitch. Take my cock with your talented cunt. Fuck yeah." In a few minutes he pulled completely out leaving me feeling empty and started to jerk his cock. Two strokes into it he shot a volley clear up to my face ordering me to lick it and forced his cock deep into my bowels and continued shooting. I could feel his cockhead pulsing as he mercilessly raped my hole. When he was done he put me on all fours and Jake kneeled beneath him on the floor as he pulled his cock out of my spent hole. Jake licked on his cock and sucked at my hole as he pulled out licking all of his jizz out of my hole. After that Tim started to stir and we all quickly left except for Jake. Ben and Kyle told me that they would be coming to town frequently and gave me a pager. They said I had five minutes to respond to any page if I wanted to continue to receive their cocks, loads and get some ass too. I agreed and left with the pager. I drove home quickly and showered and changed. I threw my clothes in the washing machine and started watching a movie. I was mid-way through when Tim got home. "Work late?" I asked. "Something like that." He responded somewhat groggily and headed to the shower. I noticed that he was walking funny and just grinned to myself.
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DISCLOSURE - Loosely based upon the stories of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, Ninja Turtles, Spiderman, Frankenstein, A vampire, scientific journals, etc. DEFINITIONS: MO'NSTER. n.s. [monstre, Fr. monstrum, Latin.] 1. Something out of the common order of nature. 2. Something horrible for deformity, wickedness, or mischief. MO'NSTROUS. adj. [monstrueux, Fr. monstrosus, Latin.] 1. Deviating from the stated order of nature. 2. Strange; wonderful. Generally with some degree of dislike. I WRITE THESE WORDS FOR FUTURE GENERATIONS TO COME I wish to record my experience as I finalize my experiment in this world. The experiment is simple. To subject myself with the HIV virus. Otherwise known as receiving the gift and being "gifted." To become positive or simply, POZ. This is monstrous proposal on my part. I want to record first hand the changes, for good or bad, that will transform and convert me. As a scientific mind, I can better relate and record my changes as it relates to mortal man. DAY 1 SUBJECT: Myself. I found a willing donor for my experiment. He had been poz for years and was willing to subject me to the same. He was blessed in size and shape. A perfect specimen. We both undressed and immediately coupled. It was an all-day affair. He pumped his poz load into my ass. He was as much into it as was I. There is something to be said for getting naked and raw. To bareback without hesitation. I loved being seeded and bred! It was all good and natural on our part. Needless to say, he, my donor, deposited several tainted poz loads into my virgin negative ass. The experiment was a complete success! DAY 1 - 24 hours later I still have his 'special seed' swimming inside my gut this second day. I slept with his loving load inside me. I woke up in the middle of the night because I was sweating around my torso area and my groin. I also felt some prickling around my right groin and right under arm area. I don't know if that's suppose to happen like that, but I assume something must be going on. I can't wait to convert and feel the fuck flu over-take me. I periodically check my ass hole to make sure and I must say I have a tight clamp on my buried treasure inside. I was able to pry my hole open and stuck my finger into my fuck hole and felt around. I could feel a lot of cum inside my love chamber. It was nice and slick inside. The inner walls are just coated with his special hot cum. I get damn hard thinking about what's happening to me. My demise is assured. My ass is drenched with a creamy hot load of slick poz cum clinging to my ass walls. I feel it coursing throughout my body. The tainted poz sperms are swimming inside my gut and drilling into my walls releasing there special DNA into my blood stream. My DNA is transforming step by step. Each minute that goes by I am brought closer and closer to be converted. The poz seed is flourishing and growing inside me now. Otherwise I find the day as normal as any other day. The only thing I notice is that I'm so damn horny. I take a half-day off to hook up with a guy who is into rimming - big time. I tell him that I have a huge load in my ass and he begs me to let him rim out my cum laden ass hole. I comply and just let him lick and lap out the special seed that is lightly oozing out of my hole. Soon enough his face was coated with a glaze of clear slime: my ass juices and doubtless some of the tainted seed. The expression on his face was shear delight! I flipped around and shot my load down his throat. My energy level is twice normal. I feel like a super human. I slept very well! Day 2 I had the morning diarrhea. I felt a slight headache in the morning. I drank some juice. My appetite has diminished and I feel slightly cold on this warm spring day. I throw on a short sleeve shirt and think nothing of it and go about my business as usual. DAY 5 My body was already fighting a virus. Alerts were going off in my body! "Red alert! Alert! Disease has broken out, a nasty virus intruder" An Evil virulent disease, so shocking has entered my body, I can hardly bring myself to describe it - A disease was overtaking me and multiplying. At this time, sub microscopically, at the core of each of my cells was being over run and taken over. They were replicating at a maddening rate and accelerating in the virgin territory of my body. There was no way of stopping it at this point. I seem to have a daily mild headache in the morning and slight sore throat. I shrug off the notion that it's related to my new found transformation since I have been reading and working by day and sucking cock by night. My ass is perpetually filled and basking in the warmth of hot creamy loads deposited by anonymous donors that take pleasure in dumping their loads deep into my gut via my ass hole. More life is being seen in my mind and eyes. I am more alive knowing that my passion of self infliction is finally a reality. At this stage, I feel out of control. I am more horny than ever and desire the completion of my grand scheme. I had given up the notion of sleep. I am in a middle semi sleep with dreams of dark pleasurable men ravaging my body. Initially, The experiment was in the fore front of my mind. And, I wanted to follow it through. To do a proper scientific thesis of the stages of HIV infection for the betterment of humanity. However, I find myself taking liberty to venture out in search of more addictive doses of pozzing. I wanted more of the same that was given too me a couple days ago. I am a wild man with a deep desire for hot sex. No thoughts of future risk other than the present. As far as science goes, damn it! My passion is taking over. It is hard to focus on my work. All I could think of is dick. Hot... Cocks and laden balls that held pure creamy thick tainted wonderful viral loads. I day dream of all the men wanting to breed me and seed their hot demon seed into me. And, by night I follow through with the gratification of anyone I meet and willingly use me for their pleasurable purposes. I too am driven by the desire to have much raw barebacking sex as possible. Even though the common thought is to warn of such practices. In out society, it is taboo. A sin to have unprotected sex. But my inner desire has overtaken my logical thinking. I am likened to a dog in heat. And, at this point of my young life I am finally living it up! WEEK 3 Like so many other days beforehand. I didn't give thought to the sexual rampage I had three weeks before and hot uncontrolled sex with anonymous guys every other day. It was quite evident that it was becoming a new lifestyle for me. I was flirting with guys online on a daily basis. I would make hook ups without a thought to the consequences of my action. However, this day I noticed something different. I had this annoying flu-like symptom. You know; the usual fever, headache, tiredness, nausea, and dear I say diarrhea? My lymph nodes in the neck, armpits and groin were tender and swollen. It could only mean one thing.... I knew that during this period, the quantity of the virus in my body was high and it was spreading to different area, particularly my lymphoid tissues. I also knew at this stage, I was more likely to pass on the infection to others. What was once gifted to me was now a calling to others. My inner body was tuning and reverberating to orchestrate a fight against the assault of the virus. As much as it was self inflicting, and that I knew it from the start, I was reacting with open arms to my “new” life experience. But, I knew I had to suffer the ordeal as a way into the initiation into the brotherhood... My judgment was clouded and I gave up my logical thinking to a loosing battle. I must admit there was moments of regrets as I lay in bed helpless at times covered in sweat and enduring the heavy fever that waned with periodic chills. My sleeps were restless at nights…or days. I lost track of time. When I splashed water on my face and looked in the mirror I was amazed at the haggard look that stared back. I was practically crawling to and from my bed and bathroom. I ventured to the other parts of my sanctuary to look at the fleeting days enshrouded my many dark night falls. I feel like I was part of the darkness and the twilight. I felt very secure during these hours of my birth; the renewal of another monstrous being. You know, like the many horror stories about vampires, werewolves, ghouls, and hideous freakish things that thrive on the still of the night and their prey. This was my new inner identity that was surfacing. I was becoming a monster! Well, I knew in my inner dark thoughts that what laid in store for me. The future looked bleak to the normal living souls. But, I felt more alive and was pleased with the virus that was surging and rapidly multiplying within me. I was finally acting out my subconscious true self. I was going to live more than ever! I wish I could express the precious blessed moment that was presented to me to others. Who? Who would in there right mind would wish the curse? Evidently I welcomed it with the deepest desires for it. I laid my head in a delicious dream state for days. I mix my dates and days during this period. I lay in delicious agony for knowing that it will pass shortly. I know that I was transforming. I smiled at myself…the monster! Week 4, etc. Recovery after my ordeal was a rebirth for me. Not only was it spring outside but I knew that I transformed and converted to the so called "monster". I felt like a snake that shed his skin. Or, cicada that crawled out of the ground and left its carcass of a former shell clinging to a tree and then going out to mate. I knew without testing that I was HIV positive. But I marched down to the free clinic to verify it for a piece of mind. The search for the truth was confirmed with the draw of my blood. The test was came back positive. It was a slap of reality and yet a relieve. I have no one to blame but myself. Actually, I was grateful and thankful and that night when I found out I slept the best sleep I have ever had. The days that followed were amazing. I was truly a monster deep inside. And, no one knew by looking at me. I was the perfect camellia. I blended into the back ground. My camouflage was just a perfect ploy. I was that good looking all American guy by day and the wild beast at night. First, I went to back to my poz donor to get recharged. Days and days of taking poz tainted charged loads from him and his poz friends. I was introduced into a society of poz brothers in which we freely played without fear...swapping loads with one another. I was exploring a side of me that truly loved to bareback and take raw cock. The shrouded mystery of the taboo being careful so that you wouldn't be infected was now drawn back. I was totally absorbed into another world. Not only was I marked but I had such a great time fucking unsuspecting guys that wanted to explore bareback sex. There are many guys out there that are bi sexual married guys who love to bottom. I have no problem with hooking up with the young guys that love to suck cock or explore and bottom in the raw. Many times they ask me with their innocents; "Are you clean?" And, of course "I'm clean!" What a stupid question! It entices me even further to seed there stupid ass and bug them up. Hell, if they liked it the first time, they are usually contacting me days afterwards for more. I can't tell you how many times I've shot my tainted bug seed into guys that just take my word for it. There truly are gullible and naive guys out there that just don't get it. Well, if it's to my advantage, They will get it alright. They above all deserve the mark that I place upon them. The link between a monster and "normal" guy is the driving force. The quest perpetuating one's self into another seems to be such a primal urge. The fear of change is such appalling to many. I can attest that the change, though uncomfortable at first, was a hard ordeal for me. It was short lived though. I now have both a submissive and dominate side to me that equals out. Being in the so-called dark side of reality has given me more strength and power establishing a unique identity as a special person, otherwise known as the "Monster". 1 Month, Day Twelve The young punk met me after his college afternoon classes and was slobbered on my stiff hard dick. I chuckled as he made the comment "what a monster!" referring to my cock. He was so intuitive with his words. I pulled his head further to give urge him on down my shaft and give me a BJ. His thin smooth taunt body was amazing to look at. I sat on the couch as he bobbed up and down making sucking noises with his tender lips and lips that wrapped around my throbbing enormous cock. I reached for his young firm ass and fingered the moist unclean crack of his hole. He liked what I was doing to his ass and moves side ways so that I could do more of the same. He had a grip lock on my cock with his mouth. It was no use in prying him off. I swung my body down to lay flat on the couch and lifted his ass and legs to meet my face. I started tonguing his shit chute and this seem to really drive the guy man into a tizzy. He was a moaning whore that liked what I was doing to him. This went on for a good 10 minutes before I pushed the guy slightly forward to pick myself up. He looked at me with those puppy eyes and I just melted. He was dripping his pre cum on my carpet and his inner leg. I positioned behind him and rubbed my shaft against his ass crack. He had such a look on his face when he looked at me. I naturally leaned forward and kissed him. Our tongues were just darting into each others mouth like daggers. My cock head inched further into his ass hole and there it paused. He stopped kissing and broke off kissing and tried to tell me something. "Uh, I've never done this before" he said. I assured him that it was okay. I'll go easy and slow. We locked again into kissing and with my right hand I aimed my cock into his ass hole. I wanted to make sure there was some penetration. Would you believe that his hole just relaxed and was sucking my cock into his ass in increments of 1/2 inches. I was pausing to enter his virgin hole with my monster cock so he could get use to my presents inside his ass. I felt my cock go deeper into his furnace of his love chamber. I was pacing myself too because it felt to incredibly tight that I was afraid I would prematurely cum. We continued to kiss and my arms were around his waist and chest. I would twist his nipples which urged him to push further back onto my cock. He was definitely digging the new assault on his ass. We were rocking with my cock practically coming to the opening and then it would drill back inside him. We looked like some oil rig churning in the open prairie plains of Texas or Oklahoma. It didn't take long for me to empty my new stained poz load into his virgin ass. I don't think he was aware that I emptied a hot load of cum deep into his ass. His muscle ass was milking every sweet toxic drop of cum out of my death stick. I was so turned on and hard thereafter that I didn't express any wild crazy howls or moans. My younger tiger man was jacking himself. I was watching him stroking himself . Gliding his fist up and down his shaft. I was able to see him empty his spooge onto my nice clean cushions. When he did that, his tight ass just clinched my cock and made sure that there was nothing left inside my shaft. I slowly pulled out and he apologized that he came on my couch like that.No problem as I pulled out a towel from around the corner of the couch. He mopped up his own cum from the couch and himself. He asked where the bathroom was and I motioned to the around the corner. He was in there for a minute and came out with such a grin on his face he was so proud of himself. He said that he was sorry that I didn't get a chance to shoot my load. And that's when I said, "But I did. In your ass". He paused, saying "Really? And I nodded yes. "Oh..I didn't realize you came inside me. I guess that's okay..right? And again I nodded. He grabbed for his clothes and was dressing. "You will come back again, won't you? I asked. He cracked a sweet and melting smile and said "Yeah! Days are best for me depending on my class schedule." I said, "well, okay. No pressure. You are more than welcome to come back anytime. You have my number and email." The guy was so fucking hot. I couldn't believe my luck. MONTH 1, DAY 25 It was confirmed what had happened to me. It was self inflicting choice that I became infected. The test results confirmed that. I knew the consequences from the very beginning. I choose to keep on course and take it as far as I can without medication or help. My viral load continue to rise. I was being over taken by a parasite from within. It was altering my physical and mental state. actually, it wasn't that bad. The only differences is my nights are enhanced. When I sleep, It seems to be in a perpetual semi sleep/waking state at night. I can see dark shadow figures at night moving about. At first I thought I was seeing things or that my mind was playing weird. My sight was like a night scope. I could easily walk in the dead of night with out tripping and find what I was looking for without turning the lights on. Also, My hearing is attuned several decibels higher. I can hear things I've never heard before. The earth rumbles and I can feel the tremors. Everything seems to be accentuated at night. I was a creature of the night. Need I say, I also seem to continue to think of sex 24/7. There hasn't been a day, or should I say night, that has gone by that I'm engaged in some sort of scheme to hook up with guy(s) to have my regiment of cock and cum. I have also made contacts with the unknowing sorts and have more or less bred them. Overall, I was in a good place. But I needed to take it a step further. I continued to meet with my donor, The gifter. While engaged in a 'recharging' session, he gave me the bright idea of going to the big city. He told me of the wonders that I could behold there. Endless wild and crazy sex with hot boys and men. It was a fuck fest and it had to be experienced in one's life time. My mind was set. I was going to take a long weekend away and see for myself the sins of the city.
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Nothing gets me hotter than getting partied up and getting my hole bred anonymously. Feeling a strange guy behind me, rubbing his dick against my hole, pushing it in while I snort poppers... then feeling him dump his load inside my butt, his hot cum breeding my ass - fuck ! First time I ever did it, I was playing with a guy I hooked with online. He'd come over, we were making out and smoking some t when he admitted his fantasy would be to watch a guy get fucked anonymously while he just watched. I'm pretty uninhibited anyway, and the t only enhances it, so I agreed. We started looking online for a guy and it didn't take long, found a guy nearby who was into the scene. My buddy swapped pics with him, but I didn't look at them, so it would be totally anon for me. This was a couple years ago, I was 35, 6' tall, 185, good build, with a tight, round butt. My voyeur buddy was 33 or 34, 6'2, dark haired with a sexy hairy chest and a nice 8 inch dick. The scene was that we'd buzz the guy in my building and leave the apartment door open. I was on my bed, face down, wearing leather chaps, harness and my leather cap. My bud was sitting in the far corner of the bedroom, naked & jacking his dick. BB porn was on the screen. Otherwise the apartment was dark. About 20 minutes later the door buzzer rang, and my bud buzzed the guy in, cracked the apartment door and then came back into the bedroom and took his seat to watch the show. A couple minutes later I heard the apartment door open and close, then heard footsteps coming toward the bedroom door, stopping just outside in the living room. "Fuck, hot!", the guy said, and I heard him start to strip off, kicking his shoes off, unzipping his jeans. Then I felt him get on the bad next to me, and he ran his hand over my ass, stroking it slowly. I reached over to my night stand and grabbed my pipe and torch, lighting it as I put the pipe to my lips. I took a big hit then handed the pipe over my shoulder to our new friend. "Fuck, yeah", he said, and took it from me. I heard him take a hit then he tapped my shoulder and handed it back to me as he straddled me, sitting on my thighs, resting his dick against my butt. I took another quick hit then set the pipe back on the night stand. He started rubbing my butt with his hands, stroking them up my back, and I felt his dick starting to get bigger and harder as he stroked it between my cheeks. I was getting very turned on by this, much more than I thought I would. I started to raise my ass up some, pushing up against his hard dick. "Yeah", he said, "You wanna get fucked ?". I pushed my ass up again "Yeah, fuck my hole man, Gimme that big dick". He started pushing his dick against my hole, teasing me with the head. It started feeling slick, so I knew he was precumming, which only made me hornier for his dick. I grabbed the lube and poppers from the night, handing the lube to him over my shoulder, then I opened the poppers and snorted away, getting that head rush from them that I like so well. I heard the lube cap snap open and then shut, then the bottle dropped onto the bad next to my leg as he started rubbing his lubed hand in between my butt cheeks, darting his fingers into my hole. Then he started pushing one finger in deep, and I pushed back, taking it all the way in. He pushed in another finger, then a third as I moaned. "Want my dick, doncha?" he asked as I rode his fingers, opening my hole. "Yeah, man, gimme that dick, fuck me!" I took another snort from the poppers as he withdrew his fingers and pushed his dickhead against my hole. I let out the popper breath and pushed my ass back against his dick, feeling the head sink in just enough - oh fuck, it felt so good just poking into my hole. I felt the guy shudder a bit as he felt the heat of my ass through his dick, then he started pushing it in. Thank god I'd hit the poppers, he was thick, and the poppers helped to relax me enough to open up for him. When he hit bottom he just stayed there for a moment, then he grabbed onto my hips and leaned in next to my ear "Gonna fuck you, man, gonna breed your ass!" Well, that was all I needed, "Yeah, stud, do it, breed my hole!" He pulled his dick from my ass, leaving only the head inside, then slowly sank it back in. I spread my legs some, pushing my butt up some for him, so I could take all that thick meat. He started really fucking me, stroking his dick in and out of my hole, getting more and more verbal as he plowed away at my ass. "Yeah man, fucking your hole raw, gonna shoot my load in your ass man, gonna breed you, you want that ?" I took another hit of poppers and started in with the verbal myself "Yeah, man, fuck my ass, big fucking stud dick in my hole man, yeah, breed my hole man, knock me up man!" The hot exchange went back and forth between us as he plowed away at my ass. I was so turned on by this point - I was getting fucked by a guy I'd never even seen, he was in me raw and getting ready to shoot his cum in me. I was getting harder and harder, my dick was rubbing against the sheet as he fucked me, my precum slicking the sheet beneath me. But all good things must end - he started breathing heavier, and pounding harder into me. "Aw, gonna shoot man, you gonna take my load ?" "Fuck yeah !", I groaned, "Do it, shoot man, gimme your load - cream my hole!". Right then he groaned, pushed as far into me as he could and let his load rip through his dick into my ass. I pushed my ass up even further, he was shaking as he shot, his breath in gasps as he unloaded in my raw butt. After a minute or so he calmed down and relaxed his grip on my waist. I felt his dick start to soften inside me, and he slowly slid out of me. He drew a deep breath, leaned back and landed a playful smack on my butt. "Fucking sweet hole man, thanks!". I took a deep breath as well, and let myself relax, settle down on the bed. "Yeah, thanks man, hot fuck. You've got a great dick man!" He patted my butt again and got up from the bed. "Bathroom?" he asked, and I told him where it was. After he walked out I turned to look at my first playmate - he was sitting there in the dark, his legs were spread and he was stroking his rock hard dick. I shot a quick grin at him, then turned my head back just before the other guy came back and started getting dressed. As I heard him pull his clothes & shoes on, I was enjoying the warm, wet feeling of his load inside my ass. "Thanks man, gotta split" was all he said, then I heard his footsteps heading toward the apartment door, then the sound of the door opening and closing. Right then the first guy got up from the chair and went to make sure the door was locked. As he did I took the pipe, lit up and took another big hit. I was still holding the smoke as he ran back into the bedroom and jumped on the bed next to me. I turned my head to kiss him, shotgunning the smoke to him as we kissed. He held it for moment then released it, getting on top of me as he did. He grabbed the lube bottle, snapping the cap open. I set the pipe down, grabbed the poppers and took a big snort as he lubed up. Then I felt his dick against my wet, just fucked hole, and I pushed back onto him, my ass opening up and taking him deep. "Oh fuck!" he moaned as he sank into me. He started to fuck me, pushing in and out, breathing hard. He only lasted about 10 or 12 strokes when he groaned and pushed all the way in. I felt him spasm on top of me as he unloaded, adding his cum to the other load in my butt. "Oh fuck", he said,"Couldn't hold it, I had to shoot! So hot, watching him breed you!". I turned my head and leaned up to kiss him. He reached down to stroke my dick, only to find that I'd shot also "Yeah'" I said, "I shot when you came, I couldn't hold it either !" He and I partied a bit more, then he fucked me again, this time lasting longer, plowing my cum lubed hole real good, and adding a third load. Before he left he asked me if wanted to know what my anonymous top looked like. I declined, as the whole scene had gotten me so turned on. In my imagination, the guy was a total hot stud, he sure felt like it at least ! Since then I've gotten more and more into anonymous hookups. I do swap pics with the guys, at least body pics, I want to have some idea who I'm letting into my home and hole. But otherwise its anonymous, and damn hot ! I'll write up a couple of my other hot experiences later if anybody wants to read them.
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When I was a kid, about 19 or so, my parents had a Haitian friend, Jean, who would stay with us when he was in town. He was probably around 30. My room was in the basement since my sisters each wanted her own room. My parent would set a cot on one side of my room for Jean to sleep in. I usually went to bed early, but would stay awake to watch Jean as he undressed. I think he realized it because he would get naked and walk around with his big cock hanging loose. He wasn't very tall, so his cock looked even bigger. One time he sat naked on his bed to read a magazine. I lay on my belly and kept my eyes half open so I could see him. I don’t know what he was reading, but as he sat there, his cock gradually hardened. I swear I could see it throbbing. He then got up and went to the bathroom, his big cock swaying from side to side as he walked. While he was in the bathroom I took off my shorts. For obvious reasons, I wanted him to see my ass. I lay on my bed with the sheet on top of me. As he came out of the bathroom I pulled the sheet aside, exposing my bare ass. His cock again got rock hard. He stood over my bed for a couple of minutes. Then went and turned off the light, gently stroking him. I figured that was the end of it. Then I felt his hand opening my ass cheeks and feeling my hole. I lay there very still as he did felt me up, and began putting saliva in my hole. Fortunately, a lot of saliva. It felt real good. Taking my hand in his, he guided my to his cock. It felt very warm, solid and was definitely throbbing. He kept putting saliva on my hole. Then he went to get a towel and put it under my crotch. Then he lay on top of me, rubbing his cock on my hole. I didn't really know what to do so I just laid there under him. He then started to press the cock head on my hole. I’m not sure I really intended to get fucked, but was sufficiently turned-on that I instinctively went with the flow, and relaxed my hole. It felt wonderfully dirty. Then he started to push it in. The excitement of the moment was not enough to mask the pain. I moaned, saying ‘stop’, but he covered my mouth and whispered in my ear telling me not to make noise. I was breathing very hard as his cock invaded my hole. I kept moaning and struggling under him but he kept my mouth covered and held me in place. He whispered in my ear "My cock is in up to the balls." At this point I stopped struggling: pain had changed to pleasure. He said "That's it. Let me enjoy this hole." He fucked me for a long while until he shot his load. After he caught his breath, he got up. My ass felt wonderful – the thought I had served a man thrilled me in a way that was new to me. He slapped my butt as a ‘thank you’, and went to his bed to sleep. I thought about the old saying ‘it hurt so good’ as I lay on my belly, enjoying the sensation of a well-stretched ass, complete with the sensation of cum dribbling onto my thighs. Eventually I fell asleep, my ass fully exposed. The next morning when I awoke, my hard on was throbbing. Jean lay on his bed, his cock also rigid. We looked at each other, smiling. Again, I felt the desire to offer myself to him. Apparently he felt the desire to pleasure himself, because he arose, walked over to me, and again presented his cock for my admiration. Again he used spit to lube my hole, but this time he sat on the bed and directed me to sit on his cock. It was not easy to give him entrance. I tried to pull away, but he put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down till his whole cock was in me. The combination of pain and pleasure was unique. He guided me in sliding up and down, each downward stroke causing my hole to open-up further, giving him more depth. Eventually I was fully impaled on his cock, and, not surprisingly, he blew his second load in my hole. After this his visits were more regular, and his cock was up my ass every time we had the chance, day or night.
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Cumdump Whore Reports on an Open-Door Party
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I was feeling particularly horny last night memories of my filthy weekend in Blackpool lived on, so I advertised on a few sites that I'd be having an open door party at my place. I gave my address, my cell phone, and said that the door would be open between 8pm and 9.30pm. When I got home from work, I showered, douched, lubed my hole, at at 7.55pm, I unlocked the front door. I went to my room, closed the curtains, turned off the light, and lit a few tea lights around the room, giving a dim flickering glow. I put on some dance / techno music on low to add a rhythm to the room. Positioning myself on my bed, I pulled down my blindfold, and offered my hole in the air - and waited. At 8.15, I heard the door open, and as I heard footsteps on the stairs, I took a few deep hits of poppers, my door opened, and I heard someone enter, and start taking his clothing off. A few moments later, I felt the biggest thickest cock ram deep into my hole… it hurt like hell, so I took some more poppers, and pushed back onto it. The guy loved it, and soon picked up a rhythm to match the music. Before long, I realised that there wasn't just one guy in my room, but two… the big cock pulled out, and a slimmer, but longer knob slammed into me, quite taking my breath away. I hadn't said in my on-line postings if I was into bb or playing safe, but as there were no condoms in my room, I inwardly hoped that everyone would play raw. I reached around to feel this long schlong probing my hole, and realised there was no rubber on…. YEAH! I snorted some more poppers and began to buck my hips with the rhythm. The long dick pulled out, and was again replaced by the super thick one… after a few minutes, the guy rammed in deep, groaned loudly, and dumped his seed. He slowly pulled out, and was repaced again by slim long dick. Snorting on some more poppers, the thought of being this anonymous cumdump really got me going… the guy screwed me a bit more, and before long I wasn't on all fours anymore, I was laying on my bed, spread-eagle, the guy on top of me with all his weight. He ploughed his cock into me, pulling it all the way out, before slamming it all the way back in until his balls slapped against my freshly shaven bum cheeks. It wasn't long before he grabbed my hips, and stuffed it into me deep one last time before releasing his fuck muck deep into my creampie hole. He pulled out, slapped me on the arse. I lay there groaning, high on poppers, loving it. The two guys dressed and left the house. As I lay there pondering how many I'd get that night, and if I should go out to get some more loads. I kept huffing poppers, relishing the intensity. I suppose I'm a total cum-popper- whore. I took the blindfold off for a moment, looked over my shoulder and smiled as I caught sight of my bum and hole in the gently seductive glow of the candles… and noticed a condom by the side of me, with a knot in it, and juice inside it. I was surprised because both the guys who'd just left both had done me raw. I bit the knot off the top, and poured the spunk over my hole. Waste not, want not! I lay down again, thinking about the special advantages of cum-as-lube. I had no idea's whose it was, but hey. I put the blindfold back on, and closed my eyes, getting lost in my thoughts, high on poppers and the rhythmic beats of the dance music. Shortly later I heard the door open again, and once more heard footsteps on the stairs. Sniffing the little brown bottle, (my best friend), I spread my legs and got ready to receive the next deposit. Turns out this was another pair of guys, and as one got undressed, one fingered my cummy hole, remarking to his buddy about the juice I'd poured over my hole earlier. He also remarked something about my being a right whore. I smirked with pleasure. Once naked, one of guys stuffed his cock into me. It slid in deep, no fuss. He groaned real heavy as my hole swallowed his cock right up to his balls. He leant over me, until I could hear him breathing in my ear, and smell his breath. It stunk! Dunno who he was, but this guy needed a shower and some mouth wash. My cock swelled even harder as I considered I was being fucked by some filthy man. He pounded my hole for what felt like an eternity. The lube had long dried up, and I was running purely on now thickening spunk that had been deposited earlier in my hole. Fortunately, he pulled out, hocked up the biggest glob of spit, lubed my hole, and rammed his knob back into me. Fucking me a few more minutes, he groaned loudly and unloaded into me. He gently pulled out, and he slapped my bum cheeks before kneeling over me, one leg either side, facing towards my hole. I was effectively pinned down now. He pulled my arse cheeks open, and I felt a finger enter me. It must have been the other guy, as the first guy was holding my cheeks spread. The finger soon became 2, became 3, 4, then 5… It felt like heaven! He got his fist into me, and fisted me a little, before pulling it out… I was totally his… I snorted the deepest, longest, most intense hit ever and he slammed his cock into me… must have been about 8.5inches. I think he was cut, but I can't say for sure. In any event, as the first guy held me down, and my arse open, the 2nd guy drove his tool into me deeper and deeper, harder and harder. I was screaming in pleasure. He’d pull his cock right out, and then drive it back into me, and repeat it over and over. After what felt like 10 minutes of this action, he pulled out, and I felt load after load of hot sticky spunk shoot all over my hole and crack. I felt it dribble down to my hole, where he and his mate were working their fingers into me, repacking the masses of man fuck juice into me. They stood up, wiped their fingers on my back, dressed and left. I waited a while before taking my blind fold off… it was 9:45, so I knelt up, put a bowl under my hole, and let the mess dribble out of my hole. I then poured a little over my cock and used it as lube, before pouring the remainder into my mouth. I dribbled some of it back out into the bowl, before pouring it once again into my mouth… it tasted filthy, that smell of old sticky spunk…. Lovely! I swallowed the whole lot, then stuck some fingers up my now sore hole, and rode my hand, whilst jacking furiously. It wasn’t long before I felt my balls tense, and a huge, thick, hot steamy load fired from my cock-head. The convulsions were so strong my sperm landed on the wall at the head of the bed. No lie, it covered a good 2 metres of lateral travel and gained about 1.5 metres of height. It was intense! I collapsed, sweating, shaking, my hole still dribbling bits of juices, my cock getting slowly soft, my balls covered in spunk and feeling totally, and utterly like a used bareback cumdump whore. Can't wait to repeat it!- 3 replies
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This was one of those nights where I was restless and didn't feel like staying at home, so I took off to one of the two bath houses in Providence. I paid for a room, stripped, wrapped the towel around my body and went hunting for cock. Now mind you, it was pretty easy finding a cock for me to suck, 'cause it was a pretty busy night. Men everywhere. Fucking hot! But there was one guy who knew what he wanted: me. He followed me around to the video room, the non-smoking video room, and even out to the patio. I smiled at him, and gestured for him to follow me back to my room. He didn't hesitate, he walked right in and, leaving the door open, dropped his towel, ordering me me to suck him. I went down on him. He quickly grew to about 8 1/2 inches, which was, of course, excellent. While I sucked him, he asked me me if I liked to get fucked, to which I mumbled "yeah." Meanwhile the guy in the room across from me came around, and, looking in the door to my room, began watching us. The guy I was blowing gestured for him to join us. Within seconds I had two cocks for my pleasure. The first guy told me to suck the other guy, so I dove in. While I was sucking the second guy, the first one starts playing with his ass, sliding a finger or two in, and shortly thereafter sliding his cock in. The second guy said "Don't cum in me," and the first guy replied he wouldn't, that he was gonna cum in me. Music to my ears, so, to forestall the chance I would loose-out on the load, I stopped sucking the second guy's dick, and positioned myself on my back, with my legs in the air, encouraging the first guy to make his deposit. He was clearly not bull-shitting us, 'cause he immediately took me up on my offer, slid-in, and within a minute or so, shot his load in my ass. He left saying thanks and shut the door. The second guy simply said "my turn now," threw me on my back, grabs my ankles and easily slid in with the other guy's load for lube. He piston fucked me for about 20 minutes before he unloaded in my hole. He told me the moment he first saw me that he hoped to breed my hole. I extended my thanks, and he left. I lay there all aglow with two loads in my ass. Wouldn't you call it a successful night?
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I pulled out and left him with our recent pleasure leaking out his ass and down his balls. Another man stepped up and easily slipped in and began riding him good as I wiped my dick and balls clean. I felt a dick probing my ass and bent over the fuck table beside the guy I had just fucked and felt my fucker’s cockhead part my ass and him root around till he was buried and I felt his balls resting on mine. I got a good look at the guy I had just fucked while I was being fucked, but he was too busy hitting the poppers for me to ask him how it was for him. The guy in me was not too long or too big, so I could just enjoy being fucked. Apparently he had not been getting enough sex, as he blew about the time I was just getting into it. Before I could straighten up to see what he looked like, I had dick in my ass again, so I just looked around the room to see what else was going on while my new fucker was working his dick in. He was a bit thicker than the first fucker, but not as long, so once he got in deep he started plowing ass. He was another fucker just wanting to get his rocks off and not really caring about the guy he was fucking. I prefer sex to be a two-way street, good for both parties. But I had fucked my balls dry and had a load in my ass and was about to get another, so I was happy. This was a pretty well attended party. Some we had in the past were as thick as this, but not many. The good weather and the holiday weekend meant more men were about, and that was good. There were about six of us bent over the fuck table, with a stable of studs waiting their turn, men in both the slings, one getting fucked, the other fisted. The mats were busy with men sucking cock and then fucking. The gloryhole was not in use, but it was so dark in the room that most of the time we couldn’t tell who we were having sex with anyway. My fucker was beginning to build up steam, getting into a nice rhythm and letting me come back on him, not just rutting like when he started. I was trying to grab him tight when he was all the way in, and eventually he realized it or got tired, and he let me fuck myself on his dick for a little, before he got close and had to slam the last few strokes in to get his balls to spew. Then he grunted as he spurted, and as soon as he did, he pulled out, dragging his cum and the previous man’s cum out over my balls and down the back of my legs. I really enjoy staying in an ass till I am fully drained and have my load shoved far up, and I prefer my fuckers to stay in and let me milk their cocks, but this guy was a pump-and-dump type. I turned around to see what he looked like, but he moved away into the clump of men milling about the tables, so I never really got a good look at him. When I turned back the other direction, the guy I had fucked was gone, so he must’ve gotten what he wanted, too. No one else seemed interested; they were mainly crowding around the younger men bent over the table, so it was shower time. There is no better shower than the one at the baths or an orgy, where you rinse the cum off and get cleaned up and go back for more. It was invigorating, and it always seems that a load or two in my ass will drain into my balls and I’m ready to go at it again. When I came out of the shower room and was toweling off, my cock was already coming back to life. A new guy grabbed it and started sucking, and when he had me sucked up, he turned around and planted it in his ass, and I easily slid home on a carpet of cum. I fucked him standing up and then held his hips as he bent over so I could get in deeper. I couldn’t get off that soon after my last cumshot, but I fucked him as hard as I could, till I was about to knock him over. He started sucking on another guy that came to watch us, and when he had him sucked up he got off my dick and turned around and put the fresh cock in his ass. He sucked me clean and then smiled at me, and by that time another dick was at his lips, so I let them enjoy themselves and went out on the deck for a smoke. I ran into a friend on the deck, who was also smoking, and we chatted and then began to play when we finished smoking, so we went back in and laid down on the pads on the floor and made out till it was time to fuck. We were jockeying for position, and he won and got me on my tummy and stuck his dick in my ass. As he lay there on top of me gently fucking me, he commented on how open and juicy I was, and I said he was #3 so far. That got him excited and he laid into me. We’d fucked before so it was nothing new, but he was so turned on by the fact that he could be giving me my third load that he was inspired. I was full of cum from two guys that must’ve blown their first heavy loads in my ass, so he was having trouble getting his rocks off and had to put his hand over my hole and basically jack off in my ass as he was fucking me, but I did get my third load. Once he began to cum he got in as deep as he could and let me milk him dry and squeeze him out of my ass. That also kept all the cum in my hole. Then it was my turn, so while he was getting his breath back I rolled him over and got on top. I was stiff as a poker and he had not been fucked yet, so he was tight. I pushed a little cum out of my ass and got it on my fingers and used that as lube on my dick so I could get in him. There are two great parts of a fuck, when you first part his ass lips and pop him open, and when you plant your load, and as each feels so great, it is difficult to say which is more pleasurable. It took me a while to breed him, since I’d already blown earlier, but sometimes that makes a better, longer fuck, so I was having fun, and he sure seemed to enjoy it. I made sure to plant my load as deep as I could, and I fucked him long after I blew to work it in deep. Then we had to go back out and smoke again to recuperate. After that I didn’t see him again. I went over to the darkest area of the mats, where you had sex more by feel than by sight. I got in several men, sucked a lot of cock, had several more men in my hole, but didn’t get any more loads. By this time the men were getting tired and empty. I thought the last guy I was fucking was a younger guy; at least he was smaller than I was. It was so nice to lie on him and feel his muscular body under me and feel him respond to the fucking. I got off a small load, all I had left, and went flat a lot too soon, but he seemed to really like it. We got up and went to the showers together, and that was when I really got to see what he looked like. I guess he was about 28, bearish, slight beard, about the same height as me, 5’8”. We chatted as we cleaned up and I learned he was from out of town, just here for the holiday and had a friend who recommended our party to him. He said he was glad he came, but sorry he was late and didn’t get as much sex as he had hoped for. He had taken Metro to the party and needed a ride back to his hotel, so I offered to give him a ride. Long story short, he ended up in my bed that night, and by the time we got home and in bed, I gave him a better fuck that night, and an even better one the next morning. When I dropped him off at his hotel, he sure had that “Freshly Fucked” look, and a big smile on his face. I got his cell number and hope to see him again before he has to go home. Jerry Prince RawTopDad@aol.com 6/4/08
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Versatile Dad As I have aged, I have become a true polar bear, gray hair and beard, graying chest and pubic hair. And while I seem to have little trouble finding younger men to bottom for me, I seldom can find one to top me. When I say younger I’m thinking 30’s and 40’s, about 20 to 30 years younger than I am. My ideal younger man would be one with some meat on his bones, although muscular meat is always best. And facial hair would be a big plus. I guess I’m looking for a younger and better version of myself. I had sort of given up on this. I belong to a local bareback club, and at one of our regular bareback parties I had drained my balls in a couple of younger guys that were looking for loads more than they were looking for me. It was fun, I can’t deny that, but it was sex, just rutting loads up open holes with little thought to more than getting my rocks off the way I like it, planting my cum as deep and hard as I can. I was out on the deck smoking with some of the other regulars when a new guy came out, and here was my ideal, a young Paul Bunyan type, big bushy beard, lots of body hair, stocky but not fat. He had a pack of cigarettes in his hand and I offered him a light and we exchanged the usual pleasantries, nice to see you, good night for fucking, etc. As we finished our smokes, he asked me what I was up for this evening. I told him I’d drained my balls and was looking to take a load or two and then see if I was recharged enough to plug a few more holes. “Sounds like fun,” he said, “shall we go back inside?” He was giving me that evil smile I usually give to a man I’ve corralled and intend to breed, so I was very pleased to say YES! The sling was open, so we walked over to it, and I dropped to my knees to give him some oral attention. I love it when a man comes to life in my mouth. This man had a great taste to his cock, salty, unwashed, what most gay men want, a raw cock ready for service. And he was interested, or at least his dick was, as it was growing quite large in my mouth. He was holding my head and fucking my face then, but not trying to gag me, just trying to get his wood as stiff and wet as possible. When he was getting to the point that I knew I would gag, he pulled me up and gave me a big kiss that was wonderful, one of those movie kisses where tongues are really going to town and lust is in control. Then he pulled away, turned me around and bent me into the sling, and opened my ass wide for his approval. He got down on his knees then, and I felt his tongue and lips on my hole. I always clean out before I go to a bareback party, in the faint hope of getting what I was getting now, that asshole kiss that you feel through your whole body. My dick was getting stiff, too, and he was working it while he rimmed me and spit in my hole and worked it in with a finger. He would rim and then poke the spit in, rim and poke, rim and poke, and I was about as turned on for a fuck as I have ever been. Then there was something bigger and thicker at my hole, and it popped in, as he penetrated me standing in front of the sling. I stood up by reflex, as most men will at a bent-over penetration, and he didn’t bother to push me down, he just wrapped his arms around me and began to kiss my neck and work my nips as he pushed further and further into my hole. It was wonderful having a man inside me again! I bent slightly to give him more access, and he put his hands on my hips to hold me tight as he worked his cock all the way home, till I felt his balls against mine. He just let me get used to it, not ramming his cock up my ass, letting me grab and release till I knew I was fully impaled on a very impressive fuckpole. Then he put his hands back on my nips and began to work them as he gently began to fuck. This man knew how to fuck ass! I guess it was because that’s the way I like to fuck ass, and I was getting back what I have given so many times. In that position there comes the point when you really need to fuck ass, and that position doesn’t do it for me, and it didn’t for him, so he pulled out and I automatically backed into the sling and let him put my feet in the stirrups as I moved my ass over the end of the sling, totally exposing it to him. He dropped to his knees again and rimmed me, again spit and poke, spit and poke, filling me with his spit. I knew what he was doing, as I’ve done it so many times. The best lube is another man’s cum, but the next best is spit and ass juice, and he was turning me on so much I’m sure I was wet, as my stiff cock was leaking precum without me touching it. When he stood up he sucked my dick first, and that made my ass draw up nice and tight. Then he spit on his cock and rubbed his cockhead around my hole to tease me as he smiled down at me. “We’re gonna enjoy this fuck, Dad!” “We sure are, Son, and you better give me a good breeding, because I want your cum in my hole, a big load, and you better put it deep up that hole!” “Don’t you worry about that, Dad,” he said as he popped my hole open, “you can bet I will breed your ass at least once, if not more!” This time he slid home easily, and I felt his balls in my ass crack and his bush against my balls. We have a mirror above the sling, and I could see his cock disappear up my ass and all I could see was his bush as he gently began his opening strokes. Too many tops ram their cock up a hole and rut till they pop. That gets their rocks off without the bottom having much pleasure other than that wonderful feel of a man spurting hot jizz inside. This man was a fucker, and he knew how to fuck. He started out slow and then began deeper and deeper, opening me up gradually, till he was all the way out and then all the way in, sometimes stopping to play with the hole just a bit before plunging in deep, and then making some shallow strokes before resuming deep strokes. We were both having a great fuck. He slowed down then, bent over and kissed me with his cock far up inside me, and said, “This is too great a fuck to cum too soon; I want to enjoy your ass, Dad!” “Take your time, I’m having a ball!” I responded. I just lay there and watched his cock working my hole, seeing him grin when I would bite down hard when he hit bottom. “You’re a hot fuck, Dad!” “Hey, you’re the best fucker I’ve had in ages, keep it up!” But with any fuck you hit the spot where you know you’re gonna blow, and that’s when you really have to fuck ass to get your balls to spew. I knew it when he picked up the pace and I felt his meat get even thicker in my ass and get red hot. “Come on Son, give me that load you promised me!” “Dad, here it is! Take my jizz!” And then I felt it, red hot cum spewing out, spraying hard in heavy spurts. “Yes, yes, plant it deep, Son, pound it in” I was hollering. Whenever men get close they get loud and that tends to draw a crowd at a bareback party. All the men were telling him to fuck ass, breed that hole, plant that load, show that Dad how a Boy can fuck ass. He was trying to say something, but I could hear was “Yes, yes, there it is!” As he began to slow and let me down level from where he had me almost vertical as he planted his load, the crowd began to disperse, saying what a great fuck that had been. He had sweat dripping off his nose into his beard. “Keep humping son, keep that cock stiff in my ass!” I bit down on it as hard as I could with my abused rectal muscles. He kept up a light action, and I could feel his cock moving in the load in my ass. “Don’t pull out, keep it up there,” I said, and he nodded, too tired to respond. He kept it moving till his cock just went flat and fell out. I heard cum hit the pad under the sling. Then he bent down and felched my ass well, really getting every bit of cum that had leaked out, and he snowballed some of it in a kiss, which was just wonderful. I could taste his cum and my ass on his tongue and beard. He really looked wasted, and I bet I was just as bad looking. He helped me out of the sling, and when I could get my balance, I got down on my knees to clean up that wonderful cock, and again got to taste more of his cum and my ass. I was so glad I had cleaned out. Then we had to go get a drink of water and fetch our cigarettes and go out for that wonderful post fuck smoke. I still enjoy smoking, and there is no smoke better than just after a fuck, when the tobacco taste merges with cum in your mouth. I also enjoy cigars, which go even better with cum. When I could talk again, I said, “Son, you are a great fucker; that was one of the best fucks I ever had!” “Dad, you’re the best ass I’ve had in some time, too!” “Jerry,” I said, “but Dad works fine.” “Warren,” he said, “but I sure like being Son or Boy to a man like you.” I had to kiss him then. “Would you like to come home with me tonight?” I asked. I was glad he smiled when I said that. He took a big drag and said, “I was hoping you would ask me that.” I had to kiss him again! We cleaned up and he followed me home in his pickup truck. When we got back to my place we took up where we left off. He was ready to go again, and so was I. I decided we were too tired to go down to the sling, so we just went to the bedroom and stripped and got into bed and went at it. We 69’d and he also rimmed me while we were 69ing, and my ass was still primed with a load of his cum, so we didn’t need to grease up. He just rolled me on my stomach and ate my asshole, spitting and pushing, telling me he was still tasting his cum. And then he mounted me, and that was a wonderful feeling; his stiff cock popping my ass open, easily sliding home on a carpet of his cum deposited earlier at the party. And then he lay down on top of me. It had been so long since I felt the weight of a man on top of me; that welcome warmth and weight-push so that the meat goes deep in your hole. I do it all the time as a top, but so seldom get to feel it as a bottom. He was licking and kissing my neck and what of my face he could reach. It felt so good to feel a beard on my neck again, and that hairy body rubbing against my back. His dick was still very interested in my ass, too, which was good for both of us. “Oh God, you are a great fuck!” he whispered in my ear, his cock working my hole open. “You are a great fucker, Son, so give me another big load of hot cum up my ass!” He had to get up off my back then, so he could fuck that cock in deep. In that position sliding your body forward gives the best penetration of the hole. Humping it up and down feels good, but you need the friction of whole depth strokes to make your cock spurt, and that was what he was doing. We were both so turned on we were each working at our task, mine of grabbing, his of thrusting deep. This time it wasn’t the huge spasm of splattering cum inside me, it was warm thickness and then suddenly very warm and wet. His breathing got real heavy and he grunted as he blew his load. I pushed my ass up against his shaft till I felt his bush deep in my crack. I wanted that load as badly as the first. I had to think a long time to remember a time when I took two loads in succession, and I couldn’t remember but one time the same top had given me two loads. That was when I was much younger, so it had been years. I could feel the sweat dropping off his nose onto my back, and I was sweating all over the sheets, too, but I didn’t care, I had a man in me, and his seed, and it was what I so badly wanted and needed. And he seemed to have needed to breed ass, too, so we both were happy. Again I asked him to keep fucking till he fell out. Again he felched my ass and let me taste his cum in a kiss, and then I got to suck his cock clean again. Then we had to get up to find the cigarettes for a final smoke before exhausted sleep. At some point during the night I realized we were entwined, his arms around me holding me tight, but then I felt something between my legs that was not my dick, and I moved a little so it could find the path to my ass. I had two loads of cum in my hole, and once that cockhead found the target, it moved in and made itself at home. I enjoy side by side fucking, but I couldn’t remember the last time I had a man in my own ass side by side. It certainly was satisfying. He wasn’t in a hurry to blow a load, he was just remembering how great it was to fuck ass. But like any man, you get in a juicy hole and it feels good, you’re gonna spurt cum, and again I felt that warm feel inside, that glow that is your reward for having taken a man inside your body, the reason we fuck. We fell asleep in that position, and at some point his cock fell out of my ass, but I was too lost in sleep to know when. When I woke he was in the shower. The bed was a mess from our sweaty raw sex, so I stripped the sheets and put them in the laundry hamper and got out clean sheets and made the bed. When I came out of the bedroom he was in the living room, smoking, nude, which made my dick hard, just to see him there, clean as a whistle and ready for more. I walked over and he sucked my dick, but I told him I had to get at least a little cleaner before we did anything more. I had set up the coffeemaker before I went to the party, so hot coffee was waiting for us. I got him a cup and quickly hit the shower and made myself a little more presentable, and was sad that I had to use the shower shot and clean out all that wonderful cum, but I had no idea what we might do today, and I wanted to be ready. I was very hungry, so I made steak and eggs for breakfast, my favorite, and Warren seemed to enjoy it, though most of the meal he had his hands on my leg or dick or was trying to kiss me, and I wasn’t going to fight that! Then after a breakfast smoke, I suggested we adjourn to the dungeon and see what trouble we could get into there. He took in the sling and St. Andrew’s cross and toys and the various chains and restraints. I went to my big humidor to get a cigar. “You like cigars, too? I didn’t bring any of mine in,” he said. “Son, I have hundreds of cigars here, pick one you like.” He liked the big rings just like me, so we both took one, and I cut his as well as mine and offered him a light. We stood there smoking cigars, cocks getting stiff with the possibility of all the sex we could have as we smoked, and he dropped to his knees and began to suck me up, taking a big drag and letting the smoke out of his nose as he sucked. “You know,” he said between drags and sucking, “I used the shower shot this morning, too.” Then he took a drag and sucked dick and smiled around my dick as he watched my surprise as I smoked my cigar. So this morning was MY TURN! Few things in life will make me more excited than having a man breed me repeatedly, and then offer me his ass. We reenacted our scene from last night at the bareback party, except we exchanged roles. Warren bent over the sling and offered me his ass, very calmly smoking a cigar while I rimmed his ass and filled him with my cigar spit. After a quick suck to be sure I was at full staff, he gingerly climbed into the sling, let me help him with the stirrups and slid into position. This was not the first time he had been in a sling, either. And I also have a mirror over the sling; so he got to watch me finish rimming his ass, spit on my dick, line it up with that beautiful tight puckered hole, and push. “Dad, I’m gonna be kinda tight; I haven’t been fucked in a long time,” he said, and I could see the pain in his face, so I backed off. I was so excited that I wanted in, but he was giving me something rare, and I wanted to respect him for that. The little table beside the sling is filled with all the usual goods, Crisco for fisting, the requisite ashtray for a smoker, and also several wet lubes. The best lube for a tight hole, in my experience, is J lube. So I got the old ketchup dispenser where I keep it mixed, and squirted a little bit in my hand and rubbed it on my dick and his puckered hole. Then I returned the head of my cock to his hole, and easily popped in, and very gently slid in till I was fully impaled, bush to balls. From the way he inhaled and went stiff, I knew this was something he was doing more for me than for his pleasure, so I just relaxed and let him accept the pole in his hole, and eventually he did. Then I could move slightly, and let him get used to it slowly. “Feels good to fuck raw, doesn’t it?” I said; “You always know where the cockhead is, and the top can feel the prostate and work it.” I had my dick back out enough that I was working his prostate and his cock began to stiffen as I fucked him that way, so he was finally feeling it. I took his dick in my hand and wiped a bead of precum off and tasted it; salty smoker’s cum. I began to work his dick and massage his balls as I fucked, loosening him up a little. He adjusted himself in the sling, moving down so his legs were further apart and I could get in farther and more easily. Now we were fucking ass, and now it was fun for both of us. “Take a few big drags, Son, cause I have to start fucking,” I said, and he puffed his cigar back to life and inhaled, and I was pleased to see smoke come out his nose. Few men can inhale cigars, which have a powerful effect on you. You either cough your head off if you are not a confirmed smoker, or you feel a wave of complete relaxation and stimulation combined. I had his dick in my hand still, and I felt it react, just as mine does when I take a drag. I had reached the point where I need to breed, and I needed him to be able to take it. He had done the same for me last night, opened me to the point where he could fuck ass and spurt cum. I hate it when I see in the movies the men have to pull out and jack off into an open hole. That is not bareback breeding. Bareback breeding is when you plant that load from a throbbing spurting cock deep in a hungry man-hole that just sucks the cum right out of your balls. And that was our fuck! Raw bareback breeding, the way men were meant to fuck! I had built up a nice head of smoke and was puffing away and knew this was it, and I saw him take a big drag as he knew it was coming, and there we were, in complete union, me slapping his ass hard with the thrust of my lust for his ass and him wide open to receive it. I had cum twice the night before, but I felt like my balls were about to bust from the force of this orgasm. He arched his back and took it deep, cigar clinched in his teeth. Neither of us had to say a word; we knew it was cumming when it happened. I backed off my force and began to wind down, taking a drag and letting it out slowly as I relaxed. He took the cigar out of his mouth and went limp, his body still accepting my cock, but I could tell I had taken him past the line, so I let my cock fall out of his ass, and heard the cum splat on the pad under the sling. What a great fuck! I bent over and wrapped my arms around him in the sling and kissed him, and he tried to kiss me back, but he was wiped, so I let him go. I asked him if he felt up to getting out, and he said, “Give me a minute, Dad,” so I did. I finished my cigar and put it in the ashtray to die and took his dead cigar from his hand. I went over to the fridge and got us a couple bottles of water. I opened one and gave it to him and took a big slug of mine. It wasn’t noon and we had exhausted ourselves fucking. Good start to the day. When he felt up to it I helped him out, and while he went to the john to dump the load of cum in the toilet, I put a towel down on the couch and fetched our cigarettes. We sat and smoked and kissed, making out and telling each other how wonderful the other was. “Dad, it’s been ages since I got fucked and enjoyed it. It took a while this morning for me to get back into it, but I really did. I hope you will do that again sometime.” “Count on it!” I said, “but you need to return the favor and more often.” “No problem there; you might have noticed I like fucking your ass!” He was so cute looking then, I had to kiss him. As you can imagine, we have become a couple since then. And we still go to the bareback parties and fuck our balls dry, because we love to fuck like all gay men, but it is so nice to come home and have each other and know that whatever the need, we can satisfy each other. I am so fortunate to have him, and he seems to feel the same way about me, and that is great! Jerry Prince RawTopDad@aol.com 8/31/11
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More than one way to do it. I had been chatting with this 22 year old who lived a couple towns over. He had always said he wanted to fuck me but couldn’t host because he lived with his folks, and he didn’t own a car so couldn’t come to my place. I figured it was imaginary and he was just chatting to get off. He would send me pics of himself from his phone and text me pretty regular, so he was at least entertaining. He had a nice size dick too, fat and about 7 inches in length. He told me he was a top only. I told him we’d see if he ever got to my place. One Sunday recently I was sitting around watching the tube and I get a call. It was my 22 year old, and he said he had bought a car and he was horny, could he come over? I laughed and told him sure. We had talked so much over time that I had told the kid that I was POZ and he had said he didn’t care, he’d just wrap up if we ever did anything, said he NEVER fucked without a wrap anyway. He was actually better looking than in his pics he had been sending. A little on the skinny side but he was definitely a looker, dark skin and a pretty heavy Mexican accent. He came inside and we sat down to chat. He talked about school, work and the usual stuff. We probably talked for at lest 45 minutes and I was figuring he was just looking to fill time instead of actually fucking. I made some comments about his cock during out talk or about how nice he looked but nothing seemed to get him going. I figured I would either give up or I would need to take the lead. But out of nowhere he is suddenly on me on the sofa, kissing me, inserting his tongue in my mouth, pushing me down on my back, his hands on my shoulders. He sits up after a bit of swapping spit and unzips and pulls his cock out. The pics had done no disservice there either. He had a great cock, AND he had gotten it pierced in a PA since he had last sent me pics. I was a little surprised; he asked if I liked it. I told him it looked great! I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised really, he had his lip and his tongue pierced too, as well as both ears. He was a regular Mexican punk. He said that he wanted me to be the first fuck since he had it done a few weeks back. He said he had waited as long as he could and was fucking horny. I wasted no time from that position getting his cock in my mouth. I have to say he wasted no time getting hard, and to his credit he did get pretty forceful, grabbing the back of my head and pulling my head onto his cock. Then he let my head fall back on the sofa and he mounted my face, fucking it like I was just there for his pleasure. It was nice to not be taking the lead all the time so I let him go at it. He stopped after a bit and asked where the bedroom was, so I took him upstairs. Once there he had me back on my knees in front of him. He didn’t talk much, but he was insistent nonetheless, holding my head still and forcing his dick to the back of my throat and then down. I could feel the ring each time it hit the back of my throat but it didn’t seem to slow his cock down as he kept battering away. I was getting a little sore about the time he pulled back and I was actually happy he had given me a breather. It felt like my throat would sore from that piercing. He pulled me up and walked me over to the bed. I pulled a condom and lube out of my bedside table and told him here was the wrap. But he surprised me again by just pushing me down and spitting on his cock. I asked once more if he wanted the wrap because he said he never fucked raw, but his answer was to push me back down on my stomach and enter me. I did actually gasp as that ring pushed into me and his whole cock followed. I had actually wondered if he had ever had sex before this, but his fucking told me he definitely had, as he knew where to direct his cock to get the desired effect of me moaning and gasping. He seemed to really enjoy that, pulling my shoulders back towards him and pushing in deep. After a bit, he pulled out and had me turn over. I thought I noticed blood but wasn’t sure because he was back inside me before I could really look. From that position he built speed. He was really pounding away and he was kissing me and keeping my lips busy either with his tongue or on his nipples. I was having a great time! We had been going at it for a good bit when I felt him get harder and then he gave a final shove and buried his cock deep in me and I could feel his dick pulsing as he sent his seed into me. As we lay there I could feel his cock slowly slide out of my hole and when it had, he got up, and said he was going to get a shower. I checked and there was a little blood on my ass. I didn’t say anything but wondered if he noticed or if he even cared. I really didn’t think too much about it actually. After some small talk about how great it was, how he was going to come back for more sometime soon, he took off. I heard from him as usual every few days, and about 2 weeks afterwards he said he was sick, had the flu or some kinda bug. Then about a month after that he called to say that he had tested POZ. He hadn’t thought that topping me bare that one time would make all that much difference. I mentioned that I had noticed some blood, and he laughed. He said that he had seen that and kinda enjoyed knowing his dick had done that too me, but figured that since he had not waited the amount of time for his cock to fully heal after piercing he might have gotten some of the blood into his open piercing and that was how he had got it. He wasn’t mad at me he said, but now was ready to fuck me again, since it wouldn’t matter. So far he has been the only one I know about to convert from topping me. So just to let you guys know, there is more than one way to POZ a young guy.
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I hope I find a continuation to this story.... **************************************************************** I've never put much thought into fucking around behind my boyfriend's back. It doesn't really feel like cheating 'cause we have an open relationship -- although, technically speaking, we're supposed to okay a potential lay with each other first or at least tell each other about it after the fact. I guess I never told him anything because he never told me anything. As far as I knew, Andy hadn't messed around with another dude in the whole seven years of our relationship. It wasn't that he wasn't hot or couldn't get a hot piece of his ass, he just wasn't very good at flirting. Quiet type socially, animal in bed. I guess we're both a little nerdish in our own ways, but we're both pretty hot, too. He's an asian top boy, chinese actually, but born here in the States. Tight little hairless body the color of caramel. Perfect little five inch cock that stands straight up when it's got a tight white ass waiting for it. Tight little smooth nuts that pull up even tighter when he's about to spurt and a perfect pink rosebud of a butthole that fucking winks whenever I eat him out. Sometimes his hole clenches around my tongue like a little fist. He loves getting his ass licked out. The deeper the better. Til it's all sloppy wet with spit. Then he flips me over and fucks me raw. It's the fucking hottest thing to watch him blow his load up my twat in a mirror. Sometimes it's the only way I can get off. Watching it happen, watching my cunt open up like a mouth for his jizz, then watching his hot little cock spear my pussy again and push his load up inside me. I'd even finger myself afterward. Rubbing his load up inside my ass walls. Imagining I was one of those slut boys in Treasure Island dvds. But barebacking was only between him and me—since we’re both neg. The rules for our relationship state no bb'ing with anyone else though. Condoms or just cocksucking, and whenever we played with someone else together, it was always safe, even between Andy and me, so we wouldn't tempt anyone into fucking me raw. The thing about me is that I like to think I'm not a slut, but I just go and put myself in slutty situations. I can usually control myself and I know my limits. I only ever do what I want to do and I'm smart enough to know when it's safe and when it's unsafe. I started out sucking dick behind his back in the steamroom at the gym. It's the biggest gym in the gayest neighborhood, so there's always action going on. Even though they put big signs outside saying you can lose your membership privileges, dudes still give each other handjobs and suck each other off. Over the course of a few months, I got to the point where I'd go into the steamroom after working out, my muscles bulging a bit more, smooth chest glistening, fuckable white ass all wet, and I'd sit in the corner called the cocksucker's corner because sitting there put my head right about eye level and ten inches away from whatever guy was sitting above me. If some hot dude with a hot cock came in, I'd grab their cock, start licking the head like a lollipop, jacking their shaft, looking up at them with pouty eyes, my mouth open, tongue out, and then deep throat them as best as I could, slurping on their cocks til they spurted. A few spurted right down my throat without warning. With other dudes, I took their cum in my mouth willingly, caught up in the moment, and then spit it back out on their cocks and jacked them. If some dude I didn't like would sit there, I'd play dumb and look forward, ignoring them. Like I said, I have my limits, and I tend to like smooth dudes like Andy who were around my age, skinny, clean, you know, all the normal stuff. I never told Andy. I figured sucking cock was safe. I still went home to him and let him fuck me raw without feeling any anxiety or guilt. Then one morning at the gym, I met Denny. First, I should say, I met his cock. I'd just sat down in the cocksucker's corner, all stiff from working out, and the steam was so thick I couldn't see anyone around me. But then there it was, his fat white cock, swinging in my face with his sweaty low hanging nuts. It made me gasp like a little whore. I couldn't take my eyes off it. As the steam cleared, I could see the rest of him. A hot trail of dark hair down the middle of his chest, shaggy short brown hair, and thick, powerful legs. He looked like he was in his mid-twenties. But he was as confident as some leather daddy. He didn't take his eyes off mine the entire time. He kept turning my head up so I'd see him. One hand held my chin, pulling my jaw down, and the other guided my head up and down his eight inches. It was like he knew how much of a slut I was inside. It felt like he was reading every nasty thought in my head. He made me suck on his nuts while he beat his cock in my face, pushing his cockhead up my nostrils, making me smell his cock juice. Someone came into the steamroom and I backed off, afraid it might be gym personnel, but he wouldn't let me up, and he whispered down to me, "It's okay, babe, keep sucking." I could see from the corner of my eye, the new arrival sat down the ledge from me, five or six feet away. He was close enough that I could tell he was already playing with his cock while he watched us. I'd been in the steamroom enough times that I kinda knew who it was -- this old guy who hung out in the steamroom a lot, but never worked out in the actual gym. Big gut and back hair. No one I would ever touch. Now he jacked up a big boner watching me get face fucked by this incredibly hot, big dicked fucker above me. "Baby. Look at me. Good boy. Keep looking. Oh, fuck you like that dick, I can tell. That daddy over there can tell, too. Can't you? I'm gonna cum in your mouth in a few minutes, okay? Not yet, but soon. Look at me again. If it makes you feel any better about doing swallowing some stranger's hot cock juice... I'm Denny, baby," he said. He winked at me "Keep that throat open. Yeah. Just like that. Nice little pussy throat get reamed out in the steamroom. Look at those cocksucker lips, man," and the old man next to us answered him with a moan. Denny scooted down the edge of his seat and leaned back until his butthole was against my lips. I couldn't help myself. Without even being told, I started tonguing him inside out. "Oh you hot little pig," he moaned. "Eat my ass, baby. Yeah. I've got myself a whore here. Oh yeah, baby. Come over here, daddy." I started getting nervous and started pulling off his cock because I didn't want the old man touching me. But Denny held me by my ears. "Come tongue this bitch's ass, daddy." As much as I didn't want that old dude with cock slime on his fingers touching me, I wanted Denny's cock so bad that I didn't move. I was already turned to the side, one leg up on the ledge, my tight hole wet and ready for the old man's tongue. He fucked his tongue into me as deep as it would go. He'd probably hadn't had a young hot ass like mine in fifty years, and here he was slurping on my cunt lips. I could feel his chin hair rubbing up and down my nuts. I felt like a total slut. I wanted to stop sucking cock and leave. I was so worried that someone else would come in and god forbid even join in. The steam spurted on again and the rush of it burned my bare feet. I could hardly see Denny's face anymore up in the steam, but I knew he was still looking at me. He pulled me back onto his cock and started face fucking me hard and fast, pulling his big white cock all the way out every now and then and slapping it against my nose. The old man pushed two fingers in and out of my cunt and all I could do was ride them. "Slut," Denny called me. "Eat my load, baby. You like cum? I want you to eat my load. I'm gonna spray your throat with so much jizz you're gonna taste me all day, slut. And you know what? I'm gonna feed you my cum every day. Yeah, baby. Keep sucking. Open wider. Open your ass for daddy's fingers and tongue. Yeah. Everyday, baby. Same time. You're gonna be here waiting for my cock. Okay, slut?" I couldn't talk, but I nodded, and then my mouth was filled with his jizz. It was more than I'd ever had blasted into my mouth from one cock. It came out so hard that I could feel the thwap of each spurt against back of my throat. Even if I would've tried to spit his load out, I couldn't have moved. Both his hands pushed my head down on his cock until his hairy nuts were against my bottom lip. His load had nowhere to go but down my throat or up into my nose. I gagged and smelled his jizz up inside my nostrils. Then he egged on the old man, "Yeah, daddy shoot your load all over him. Spray down my new little whore." I felt the geezer's load spray across my ass cheeks and then drip down my ass crack and over my well-fingered hole. "I'll see you out by your locker, slut," Denny said to me before walking out of the steamroom. I hadn't shot off, but he didn't care. He wound up asking me for my phone number. When I hesitated, he put two and two together pretty astutely. "You have a boyfriend, right? Hey, I don't care. I'll only call when you tell me to. I promise. We had a good time. We should do it again. Why would I wanna risk that by being an asshole." "I don't usually give it out. I mean, if you could just call me on weekdays. He works, so..." "What's your name?" he asked. "Gus," I said. "Gus," he repeated, and then put his mouth right next to my eat and whispered, "Can you smell my cum still?" "Yeah." "You want my cock again, don't you? Then he dug a pen and a notepad out of the bookbag in his locker. "Write down your name under your number, okay, Gus? People give me their number a lot." At the time, he sounded honest enough, and so I gave him my cell phone number. I'd given my number out before, but it was rare. I guess I was a little stunned by the whole scene, that I'd swallowed his load, that he was so hot, that some old dude had tongued my hole and finger fucked me. Then before I knew it, he was gone, I didn't have his number, and he was walking away with mine. The whole day I couldn't get Denny out of my head. I didn't know if I was imagining it or not, but I could still taste his cum, even that night when my boyfriend was fucking my ass with his little chinese cock. I could tell he was close to cumming in my twat and I closed my eyes and imagined it was Denny's cock up inside my raw. I blew my load the same moment as my boyfriend, realizing that Denny's cock was probably twice as big as Andy's. To be continued...
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I got off the train at 72nd and headed towards 71st. Walking down 71st towards Columbus Ave took me back many years in time to when I had lived on the Upper Westside. Ah, here it is. It was a nice looking brownstone. I walked up the steps and rang the buzzer for apartment number one. The buzzer sounded and I entered. The door on the left opened and John greeted me. “Steve, glad to see you made it. Please come in.” I entered John’s apartment, which was sparsely furnished. “I hope you had a good trip.” He said. “Yes, it was very nice. “Would you like something to drink?” he asked. I said a beer would be great. “Please make yourself comfortable and I’ll get you one.” He said heading to the kitchen. I sat down on the sofa and started looking through the stack of porn magazines on the coffee table. “You like my library? John said coming back into the living room?” Taking the beer I told him it was very impressive. He laughed and said he had plenty more. We spent the next few minutes just getting acquainted and allowing me to collect myself in someway. I think he was very perceptive in reading that I was just a bit nervous about what was going to happen. “Steve, you are fully aware of what you are taking on aren’t you?” He said looking intently into my eyes. “John, I have no idea what this will mean to my life. What I do know is that whatever it brings, I feel perfectly comfortable about it. It has been a long process and yes, I have some fears about it but in spite of those fears, I want to go through with it.” “Very well then, let’s get on with it.” He said standing up. “I will go prepare. If you need to freshen up please do and I will call you when I am ready.” He left the room and I got up and went to the bathroom. I threw some water on my face and as I looked in the mirror and saw myself as I would never see me again. I undressed as he had previously instructed me and put on the leather jockstrap he had sent me. I couldn’t believe the way it felt against my skin. The soft texture of the leather against my cock and balls felt as though a hand were lightly caressing them. “Steve!” John called out from his bedroom. I started at the sound of his voice that seemed to resonate throughout the apartment and walked to his room. He stood next to a black leather sling suspended from the ceiling. A red spotlight was focused on it from above. John was dressed in skintight leather pants, a harness and leather cap. I made my way into the room and he pointed to the sling. I lay down on it and placed my wrists in the leather restraint straps. I raised my legs and placed them in the stirrups at the foot of the sling. My ass cheeks hung over the edge giving him full entrance to my body. John took a vial of liquid and began pouring it over my body and with the lightest touch of his fingers began massaging it into my body. When I was completely covered, he took another vial and emptied it directly over my crotch and began rubbing my cock and balls through the jock. I felt the warm oil drizzling down my thighs to my ass crack. Another vial was opened as he began to rub my ring with his thumb while still grasping my balls and cock with his fingers. Looking down I could see his cock. The head was peeking out the tip of his foreskin and a drop of clear liquid was formed just at the tip of his piss slit. His thumb was fully in my hole by now and I could feel him pressing against my prostate creating a warm pressure sending waves of pleasure through my burning cock and balls. He smiled down at me and placed his cock at the entrance to my hole. My eyes closed and I felt his mighty cock glide smoothly into my waiting hole. As I felt him enter me the room was filled with the sound of The Entrance of the Gods into Valhalla. As his full length pressed deeper and I felt the caress of his balls on my ass cheeks he flexed his cock and I felt how deeply he had penetrated me. Holding it still for what seemed an eternity, he brushed my lips with his soft bearded chin. Slowly he began moving his cock out as the walls of my ass melted around it. I looked into his eyes and surrendered completely to this master. I pushed forward to take his cock deeper and pressed against his pubes feeling the hair grind into my cheeks. He began to increase the speed of his thrusts the sound of flesh against flesh grew louder and louder. “FUCK ME I YELLED” between clenched teeth, ‘Breed my ass!” John needed no encouragement. His cock was pounding hard. I could feel his cock expanding, drilling my hole harder and deeper with each plunge. A rush of pleasure plunged through me I had never experienced as I felt his cock explode in a torrent of cum until I felt it oozing out my ass. “I trust that was satisfactory.” John said leaning down and kissing me softly. “Oh it was most pleasing.” I said smiling at him. “Can we do it again, only harder?
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Went to the college in Sacramento today for a little anon action. One of the bathrooms is a perfect L design with the stalls at the far end and double doors that alert you when someone's cumming in. The smell in there gets me hard and jackin' right away. After waiting for about five minutes, the doors opened and someone wearing converse sneakers entered the stall next to me. After a few I tap. He tapped moments later. I looked under to see pure ivory legs leading up to a fat 8 inch blood red cock dripping with precum. I motioned for him to shove it under the stall and he sat on the floor of the stall in a heartbeat, and slid his legs and pelvis under the partition. After a few frigs I went to the task and started to suck him off. He must have been really horny cuz he was dripping like a faucet. Tasted real good, when I heard him ask if I liked to get fucked. He didn't have to ask twice. I turned around and sat on it before he had a chance to provide a condom. He started moaning at the feel of my ass milking him. I wanted his load real bad. We were so into it that neither one of us heard someone else come into the bathroom. I suddenly heard someone tell him to fuck me harder and I then saw the newcomer looking through the crack of the stall. I leaned over and opened the door to see a hot Greek guy with a real mean looking cock. He was jacking it like mad, so I motioned him to enter the stall, facing me, so I could blow him. He was pumping my throat while my ass was being plowed good under the stall. The guy fucking me suddenly gripped my hips tight and let out deep moan as he filled my guts with his seed. I have no idea what he looked like, but he quickly enough extracted himself from my ass and was out of of there. I was preparing to take the Greek guy's cock back down my throat when he gestured for me to get to my feet. Complying, he spun me around and began to feel-up my hole. He clearly liked the feel of the cum oozing out, because he said he wanted to add some more cum. My kind of guy. He wasn't gentle and just slammed it in balls deep while calling me a fucking slut whore cumpig. Telling me my ass was made to be bred by whoever wants it. After about ten minutes of hard pounding he gave me his jizz as well. As he zipped up he smirked, and told me to enjoy his cum - and he was gone. I sat back on the toilet in a daze hoping someone else would come in, but no such luck. I sprayed a load on the toilet paper dispenser and called it a day.
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