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Not My Story, but it was improved by me Groped and Pozzed I am a 21 year old white bubble butt who is engaged to another 21 year old white guy. We have been dating since we were 19 and have fallen so deeply in love that we got engaged this January. Our relationship has been mostly perfect, however our sex life is bland. I am a submissive bottom, and he is a top, so things usually go smoothly, however he doesn't have as high of a libido as I do, and it makes it hard for me to be fully satisfied. Add this to the fact that I've always secretly considered cheating to be hot and you have a recipe for disaster. Me and my fiance usually go to a gay club every few weeks. Not to hook up with other guys or anything, but to just dance and drink and have fun with other gay couples. I've admittedly stared at some hot guys multiple times before, however my fiance doesn't ever notice. Yesterday we decided to go to the club, and I got ready. I was wearing these tight black gym shorts that were above my knee and showed off my round ass. My fiance liked the view and wore casual clothes. I was feeling risky and decided to go commando without telling him. I wore a t-shirt and that was it. We get to the club and it is going great. Every time I go to the club I get hit on at least once, so it wasn't a surprise when this big older guy started looking at me with a grin, and made suggestive comments. I politely told him off, but only because my fiance was with me. Throughout most of the night nothing happens. We have fun, drink, talk, and dance. Towards the end, we were out on the main floor and were dancing to whatever music was playing, when I felt a big hand squeeze my left cheek tightly. My fiance was several feet away and talking to someone else so he didn't notice. I turn my head to see a fit black guy groping my ass. He's wearing tight jeans and a tank top. I see a bulge form as he rubs his fingers in between my soft asscheeks. He slyly smiled at me and I nodded to let him know he could keep touching me. He moved closer behind me and tightly squeezed both of my cheeks. His grip was so strong that I had to regain my balance. I subtly moved a few feet away from my fiance so that he couldn't see anything happen. Soon enough I felt this guy's hand move to my waist, and I feel him force his hands inside the back of my shorts. I stay still as he cups my bare ass with his hands. He does this for a minute before pulling one of my cheeks to the side, and begins rubbing my asshole with his fingers. This made me grunt quietly, and I whispered to him if he knew anywhere private we could go. He said his car had tinted windows, and that we could go there. I agreed, and he pulled his hands out of my shorts. I walked up to my boyfriend and told him I was going to head to a shop down the street for a few minutes to grab a snack. I said goodbye and walked out front and then went behind the club where there was a parking lot. The guy came out not too far behind me and guided me to his sedan, which had almost black windows. He told me to get in the backseat, and I listened. He joined, before locking the door. He immediately took his shirt off, revealing his abs and 6 pack. He then took his pants off, revealing a huge, fully erect cock. I pulled my shorts off and began jerking him off. He moaned as I moved my hand up and down. I only did this for about 2 minutes, before he told me to lean back on the seat. I did as told and laid completely flat on my back, with my legs up to my shoulder revealing my ass to him. He grinned and began rubbing my asshole with his finger. I moaned and groaned as he rubbed around my hole, even pushing the tip in a few times. Soon though, he couldn't wait. He began lubing my ass up. It was happening. He covered my ass in lube, and asked me if he should wear a condom. I told him no, and he was pleased with that. He pulled my ass to the side a bit to provide himself a better angle from the small corner he was in, before he pulled his hard cock up, and kneeled right next to my asshole. He pressed his tip against my hole a few times, before he couldn't help himself and shoved his entire bare massive cock balls deep inside my tight asshole. We both moaned and groaned as he pushed himself all the way inside me, and squeals of pleasure came out of me as he slowly pulled himself mostly out and then all the way in again. We moaned together as he slowly thrusted in and out of my tight asshole, stretching me out with every push. I held my legs up with my hands, and watched as he pounded me with his thick cock on his knees. It was then that I noticed a small tattoo of a scorpion just above his crotch with a red “plus” sign. I felt like such a slut. We fucked for a good few minutes before he came inside me, filling me up with his warm sperm. I clenched my hole to not make a mess and pulled my pants up, got my shirt on, and left his car. I gave him a smile before I went back to the bar and greeted my fiance, with a stranger's semen deep inside me. He smiled at me and gave me a wink, He handed me his number and told me to let him know when I get his “gift”. I gave him a puzzled look. He then pointed at his tat and smiled. I got home and googled his tattoo, my cock instantly became hard, and for the first time in our relationship. I fucked my fiance. He saw me with a devilish look in my eyes. He never put up a fight. I slid my 5inch cock into his ass with relative ease. Something told me this was not his first time taking a cock ever let alone that day. I gave him 10 hard thrusts and pumped a 5-day load into his fucked ass. We both fell asleep, but he woke me up a little bit later standing naked holding two pieces of paper. He asked me if this guy fucked me? I nodded yes. I asked how he knew…because he fucked me too he said quietly. “You know he pozzed us” he said quietly. I again nodded, “yes”. And with that my fiance’s cock grew to his 7 inch to full mast. He pounced on me and shoved his cock in my already fucked hole. He did not last long flooding me with his still negative load. After he came in me like he had done hundreds of times. “I just called him, he’s on his way here to finish the job for both of us.” my fiance whispered in my ear. In a few moments there was a knock at the door. There may be a part 2. Let me know what you like I love your hot feedback her and in my messages Joey

When I travel for work, the first thing I do on arriving in a new city is figure out the local cruising scene. Which is how I wound up, after dark, walking through a parking lot between Commerce and State streets in Erie Pennsylvania, headed to an adult bookstore, free-balling in nylon basketball shorts and a pink side-slash tanktop. As I walked, I heard a deep, masculine voice call out, “Hey! Boy!”. I turned to see a guy sitting in an older Honda Civic, waving me over. As I got close he asked if I had a light or a cigarette. I apologized for not having either and as I got close I saw he was stroking a monster BBC that would measure the same length as my forearm. He could tell by the way my eyes locked onto his manhood what I was doing in that parking lot. “Like this boy?”, he asked, stopping is stroking only to wipe pre-cum around his cockhead. My tongue instinctively licked my lips. “Yeah boy, come over here and lean through my window, you know you want this”. I nervously glanced around the parking lot, empty of people, a few parked cars, but saw a bank next door, probably decorated with security cameras. “Probably not a good spot for this”, I stammered. “Just come close, no one will know we’re doing anything but talking”, he said in a velvet voice, his strokes resumed and instantly started to hypnotize me. I could feel the lust building in my chest, that feeling that makes my body override every rational part of my day-to-day personality. I leaned down on the window and reached inside, my hand quivering as I touched his warm and rock hard manhood. “This really isn’t safe”, I said in a hushed voice, remembering stories of sting operations in unfamiliar towns and local cops hungry to assert their power. I pulled my hand back and stood up, turning slightly toward the exit of the parking lot. “Naw man, it’s all good here. Where are you going? The porn store?”. I nodded slightly. “Nobody is ever in there but creepy old guys. Come on back and hop in, I got tinted windows”, he said as he gestured toward the passenger door. Slowly I walked around the back of the car, taking a last nervous glance and opened the door. A few fast food cups spilled onto the asphalt as I looked at the collection of food wrappers, bags, and crumbs covering the seat. He swept the paper away and I sat down. Closing the door he rolled up the windows and waved his cock at me. “Get your lips on that, boy”, his tone suddenly became more aggressive and dominant. I leaned forward and touched my pursed lips to the top of his cockhead, opening slightly to touch my tongue to his slit, tasting a mixture of soap and pre-cum. I looked up at his face as I opened my mouth and swallowed his entire cockhead, rubbing my tongue along his frenulum. “Yessss boy”, he hissed, “just like that… let me see those blue eyes as you swallow me”. I slid my mouth down his shaft until I felt his cock hit the back of my throat and pulled back. After bobbing my head three times on his cock I felt his large hand on the back of my head. “You need to go deeper boy”, he said, pushing my head down his shaft and triggering my gag reflex. “Take it boy”, he said, holding my head against my attempts to pull back, and forcing his cock deeper into my throat. My eyes watered as I fought for air, not expecting to be impaled so deeply, so quickly. That familiar gagging noise tried to escape my throat until he finally took his hand off my head and his cock slid from me, a trail of throat slime still connecting me to his cock. As I gasped for air, I adjusted myself, knees up on his filthy passenger seat, to get a better angle to deepthroat as much of him as I could. I had come downtown to find cock and I wanted to enjoy every minute of this experience. I leaned forward and slid his glans into my mouth, hearing him moan before I started sliding him into my throat and feeling a hand on the back of my head. I tried to remember to breathe through my nose as best as possible when I felt his right hand slide down my back and under the waistband of the nylon shorts. His long fingers slid down my asscrack, finding my freshly shaved pink hole. With the lube I had already applied, he had no trouble sliding a thick middle finger into me, his fingernail scratching my anal ring and making me gasp over his shaft. I knew he had already decided a blowjob was not going to satisfy his urges. My mouth and throat vigorously worked his cock and became more frantic as he worked a second finger into my hole and tried to insert a third. “Get that cock wet, boy”, he ordered, “my girl is pregnant and I haven’t had any pussy in a few weeks. You’re going to be my girl tonight”. I moaned my consent in reply, not wanting to break my rhythm. After what seemed like an eternity, I pulled off his cock, now coated in my throat slime, and dripping down his balls onto his car seat. I sat back and he demanded I lose what little clothing I had, tossing my tank top, shorts, and Vans checkerboard slip-ons onto the floor among the fast food garbage. “Mmm boy, look at those nips”, he said, licking his lips at the sight of my large pencil erasers, grown over the years through intense play. My nipples are the switch that turn me into a bottom slut. “I’m going to have fun with your bitch tits”, he grinned as he pulled me across the gearshift and onto his lap, that massive cock rubbing up and down my asscrack. His hands moved from my ass, up my side until his forefinger and thumb arrived at those bitch tits. Pinching hard he pulled me forward and shoved his tongue into my mouth, coating my tongue with the taste of stale cigarettes and bourbon. Working my right nipple, his other hand moved down under my ass, grabbed his cock, and I could feel the glans push against my lubed hole. Doing a warm-up in the hotel room with a thick dildo had made me horny and my hole was ready to receive any cock that found it. My head was reeling with lust when I suddenly smelled the familiar odor of amyl under my nose - another trigger for my slut switch. Without being told I inhaled deeply four times and held my breath, letting my head spin as my anal ring relaxed and his cockhead slid into me. My eyes opened at the sudden invasion and I felt his hands on my side, pulling my body down onto his long shaft. I moaned as he shifted his body then started lifting me up and pulling me down on his cock, a pale fuck puppet on his massive cock. My bodily urges soon took over and I started lifting myself as much as possible to ride his cock, my hole stretching and contracting, quivering as I was impaled. His hands again found my nipples and started working them roughly. I moaned and more poppers were shoved under my nose. My mind was flying high as a stranger's raw cock opened my ass and forced my body to submit. After a few minutes he groaned loudly and gripped my hips, holding me in place before pulling me deeper onto his cock. I felt the pressure inside me as his cock reached farther into me. He passed me the poppers and told me to inhale deep, 5 hits on each side. As I counted out the final inhale I felt the resistance between my body and his cock melt. My body submitted and my mind entered a space I had only experienced when my inner ring was breached and my very soul surrendered to cock. With short, quick pumps he worked past my sigmoid. My cock had long since gone limp and had now shriveled in total submission to a random man in a parking lot. After another few minutes both of our breathing had become ragged. I felt his shaft suddenly hardened even more and he grunted, pulling me down onto his hips and grinding his pelvis against me. He bellowed into my neck and shouted “God damn boy!” loud enough for half the block to hear. Regaining his senses, he pushed me off his cock and back onto the passenger seat. “Get the fuck out!”, he ordered as I scrambled to pull on my basketball shorts. Not waiting for me to find my shoes or tanktop he reached across, opened the door, and pushed me awkwardly out. My shoes and tanktop being thrown onto the asphalt beside me. He slammed the door, started the car, and backed out of the spot. I pulled on my tanktop and slipped on my vans, staggering toward the sidewalk and the adult bookstore. Luckily I was settled onto an old couch in the small theater, sucking the cock of an older man before I felt his load start running down my leg.

Hey guys. This is the first story I've written in awhile. I used to have an account as btm4bbrn, but deleted it awhile back for personnel reasons. This first chapter has a bunch of lead up, I promise there will be more exciting chapters soon. As always, feed back is always a appreciated! Check out my other stories. They are: Scorpion Bikers Turned Over Christmas XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Chapter 1 This is a story about how I, a once straight college jock boy, was turned into a bottom slut for black cock overnight by a random stranger. A little about me. My name is Riley, and I am about to start my Sophomore year of college. I'm about 19 years old, and stand about 6'2" and 170lbs. My white body is not overly muscular, but I was pretty toned from playing sports in high school and hitting the weights during my freshman year. I have brown hair, with a high fade on the sides that led to longer hair on top that I kept in a messy look. It all started as I was waiting at the gate to catch my flight back to college. I had just flown into Chicago from Iowa, and was waiting to catch my connecting flight. I grew up in a smaller midwestern town and I was going to college in Georgia. I did not want to be so far from home, but I had gotten an academic scholarship. Due to the distance, my parents decided to pay for me to fly back to school to save on a multi day road trip in my car that was not all that reliable. They had drove me down to school last year, but this year they decided that I could make the trip down myself. I sat at the gate, waiting for the 830pm flight, scrolling through Tik Tok on my phone with my airpods in. I noticed movement in the corner of my eye, and saw somebody sit down across from me. I looked up and saw a very large black man sitting there, also scrolling through his phone. This man looked to be in his late 30's, and he was wearing dress slacks and polo shirt. This man was ripped, with bulging arms with big veins that were stretching the sleeves of his shirt. His pants were tighter, and I noticed his calves and thighs looked solid against the fabric. He looked to be about 6'4", with hair buzzed short on the sides that led to longer curly hair on top. He and black scruff on his face, and I could see some tattoo's stretching out from under his sleeves and going down his arms, but I was unable to make out what they were. I went back to my phone, and soon heard the gate agent come over the PA to say that the flight was delayed due to maintence. About an hour later, the gate agent came back on and told us that they were unable to fix the issue and that the flight would be cancelled. The next flight would be the next day when they were able to get a spare part in. I groaned and pulled out my cell phone, calling my girlfriend over my airpods. I had been dating Audrey since the middle of my freshman year, and we had managed to do the long distance relationship over the summer. The phone rang, and she eventually picked up. I told her about the flight, and she was upset that it was now going to be even longer until we were able to see each other, even if it was only another couple hours, or at most a day. I told her I would spend the night in the airport since I didn't have money for a room, and we said our goodbyes and hung up the phone. No sooner then right after I hung up the phone and took my airpods out did a hear a voice, and realized the black man sitting across from me was talking to me. "Bro you really planning to spend the night in the airport? Thats fucking brutal!" the man said. "Yeah dude, headed back to school and I'm pretty tight on money. Looks like I'm camping out tonight" I smirked and said back to him as I gathered my things. "Nah man. I just booked a room at the airport hotel here. It's got two beds. I can't let you stay here over night buddy thats just wrong". I told him I appreciated the offer, but I would be fine staying for just one night. The man was persistent, and would not talk no for an answer. He was adamant that I take up his offer, telling me he just felt bad knowing I was gonna be sleeping on the floor in a crowded airport. He eventually wore me down, and I agreed to stay with him, mostly because it was apparent he was not going to take no for an answer. I figured whats the worst it could be, it's only one night and it beat sleeping on the floor in a crowded airport. Little did I know this decision would change my life forever. I grabbed my backpack and followed him, as he drug his small carry on bag behind him. We made small talk as we walked across the airport and over to the hotel across the street. I found out his name was Adrian, and that he was here visiting for work and trying to get home as well. I told him I was going back to college, and that I was from Iowa. We stopped at the baggage carousel on the way out of the airport to grab my luggage, but the airline said the luggage was already loaded into the plane and they did not have the staffing to have anybody unload them. I just laughed to myself, my day had gone from bad to worse.What next I thought to myself. I did not have any spare clothes or anything to wear besides what I had on. Adrian just laughed and "Boy they are really screwing you over tonight. Don't worry we will figure something out", and with that he kept walking. We got checked into the hotel, and Adrian insisted we grab food at the restaurant in the hotel lobby. I tried to just sit there and not order anything since I did not have money, but Adrian insisted I order and that he was buying. I ordered a burger and a water, and we made small talk as we ate. Adrian asked about school, home, and if I had a girlfriend. I filled him in on Audrey, and he just smiled and said "good for you bro." I found out he was single, and had just joined a business firm after getting out of the military and he was traveling for work. Adrian sat and drank whiskey while I sipped on water as we visited. I wanted nothing more but to get to the room so I could get to bed and get on my flight the next day, but Adrian seemed to be in no sense of a hurry. We continued talking, mostly him asking me questions and staring at me with his brown eyes. His attitude was matter of fact, and he was kind of arrogant, but who was I to judge a man who was giving me a place to stay and even bought me a meal. Eventually the restaurant said they were closing and forced us out. We grabbed our things and I followed Adrian up to the room. Once in the room, Adrian told me I could hit the shower and wash the travel dirt off of me. I didn't particularly want to shower, but he said it in a way that made me feel like I should, and I felt like it was the polite thing to do if this man was suggesting it. "I know you don't have anything to change into, I'll see if I have anything for you to wear buddy" he called out as I went into the bathroom. I told him that was not necessary and got into the shower. I turned off the water and got out of the shower. As I pulled the curtain back I noticed all of my things were out of the bathroom. My clothes were gone, and my wallet and cellphone were missing from the bathroom counter. What the fuck I thought to myself. "Hey Adrian have you seen my things?", I yelled out of the bathroom. "Bro I grabbed them, come out here I found something for you to wear". Jesus I thought to myself, this guy is just over the top. I tucked a towel around my naked waist, and awkwardly walked out of the bathroom. When I came out of the bathroom Adrian was standing at the foot of the bed, wearing only a pair of black boxer briefs and a gold necklace. I could see his chest was firm and round, and the crotch of the boxers had a rather large bulge. This threw me off at first, but then I quickly figured Adrian must be getting ready to hop in the shower himself. "Get the fuck over here faggot and get on your knees". What the fuck I thought to myself, there's no fucking way. This guy must have me confused for something else. "Ah...ha...I don't swing that way buddy, remember I told you I have a girlfriend?" This seemed to put Adrian into a rage, and I saw fire in his eyes. He lurched forward, and grabbed me by the throat with one hand, and grabbed my dick through the towel with his other hand. I immediately panicked, and tried to back up and break free, but this man towered over me and was much stronger. He held me with a firm grip, and I struggled to breath as he held my throught and it felt like he was going to rip my dick off. "Did you think you were getting all of this for free boy? You think you were just gonna take advantage of a free room, eat a meal on my dime, and not have to pay for it? No I know your white college ass is broke as fuck, but you're gonna pay another way. Maybe next time you should think twice about staying with random strangers". My heart race and I panicked, not knowing what the fuck was going on or how I was going to be able to talk myself out of this predicament. "Please..just let me...go man I'm so sorry" I struggled to get out, with the large black hand still firmly around my neck. "You got two options here white boy. Either you can walk out of this room right now, stark naked and figure out what to do with yourself, or you can spend the night with me and work off your debt in other ways with that sexy body of yours. If you stay, you're gonna become very friendly with my big cock before you catch that flight tommorrow. Also, I got your phone and wallet locked in the safe, so those will be staying with me until I decided to give them back in the morning". Adrian eased up on my throat, and asked "Well whats it gonna be boy?". I sat there in silence, not knowing what to say or do. It felt like I had a frog in my throat and my stomach had dropped to the floor. I had no idea what other option I had other than to stay, because god knows I couldn't walk into the lobby naked as the day I was born without being arrested. I was stuck between a rock and a hard place. I was repulsed at the thought of what this man planned to do to me, but I decided that I would do what I had to do to get through the night and get on my plan tommorrow and let all of this be a distant memory. "I...uh...I guess I will...uh...guess I will stay Adrian" I gulped and looked down at my feet, wishing I could just crawl into a hole and disappear. My hands were trembling and I dreaded what the rest of this night might bring.

I met my boyfriend the first day on coming back from a much needed week long vacation. Apparently, they hired him while I was gone to replace one of the servers who quit with no notice. I was just walking in from the kitchen to the dinin room when I saw the nicest, fullest, and what looked to be juicies firm ass encased in a pair of black shorts bent over table #5 clearing off the dishes. He straightened up, and I was able to get a better guage of him. He was short but lithe. 5’3, maybe 110 pounds, shaggy blonde hair that covered his left eye from the way it fell across his face, and deep green eyes. I could tell by the way his white button down shirt was clinging to him that he had a swimmer’s build and was not afraid to show off his body. He was very cute. “Hey, I’m Xavier. You’re new here,” I said to him as I stuck out my hand to shake his. “Tyler, but everyone calls me Ty. Nice to meet you. I haven’t seen you around. Do you only work on the weekends.” “No, I just got back from vacation. Gotta get back to the grind to make the money.” “Yeah, this is my first job, but I’m trying to save up to get my own place,” Ty said. “What? Are you even 18?” “Haha, I get that a lot. I guess I look younger than I actually am. But, yes I turned 18 two months ago. I’m taking a year or two off from school before I go to college, so I’m trying to save up for that and a place of my own.” “That’s cool, man. Living away from the parents is the best,” I said. Right then, the bell over the door rang and in walked a huge crowd of people. For such a small restaurant, I had no idea where they were going to all fit. The owner rushed by us and hugged one of the guys that had walked in. He then pulled almost all of the tables in the restaurant together and flipped the open sign over. “Xavier, Ty, come meet my oldest friend, Ryan,” the owner shouted to us. We walked over and got introduced and found out it was Ryan’s 40th birthday party, and he was celebrating with his closest family and friends. Ty and I were going to be the only servers working tonight, and Ryan’s party was our only table. We quickly got everyone seated and started taking orders. I quickly found out that Ty knew what he was doing and was going to be a good guy to work with. Aside from looking sexy, cute, and young, he had the smile that made the whole room light up. Once the dinner party was over, the owner came out from the kitchen with a huge cake and a 4 and 0 candle lit up and started singing. He served the cake to everyone and sat down and enjoyed the rest of the celebration with them. Ty and I just sat back by the bar and kept an eye on peoples glasses to see if they needed a refill, but we got to chat for a little bit and get to know each other. I told Ty all about me and how I was living with two guys who were a couple while I was saving money to start my own photography studio. “So you live with a gay couple,” Ty asked. “Yeah, Tre and Javi. I’ve known them for years. We were all friends in high school together. They started dating and became serious. But, it’s always been the three of us chillin together.” “Are you gay too?” Ty asked and then immediately became beet red in the face. “Oh, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked you that. It’s none of my business. Please forgive me.” “Ty, it’s cool. I’m open and out. I don’t hide who I am, so you’re ok. But, yeah you might want to be a little more careful in the future with who you ask that question.” “I know. I’m sorry. I really shouldn’t have, but I was curious,” said Ty. “And just why are you curious if I’m gay?” I asked. Ty started going beet red in the face again. He looked at the ground and was kicking a bunched up nakin that had fallen next to the bar. When he finally looked up at me, he looked in my eyes and said, “Well, because I think you’re kinda sexy and wanted to know if I had a shot.” “So, you’re gay too?” I asked. “Yes, but I’ve never actually done much with a guy. Just fooled around in the back of a theater. But, I need to grow up and get some experience under my belt.” I started to laugh, and Ty got beet red again. “That’s so cute, Ty. I’m glad you think I'm cute, because I think you’re adorable. I’ve been staring at your hot little ass all night long and have been doing my best to try and not pop a boner in front of our customers.” “Well you’re better than I am. I have been hard all night long watching you.” “Really? I couldn’t tell with your apron on.” “Well that and I’m not very big, but I do find you really sexy, Xavier.” “I think you’re sext too, Ty. Let’s chill out back after we clear off this table. It looks like they are all leaving.” We went to work and cleared the table and dishes as fast as we could while looking at each other and giving off goofy smiles. Ty really was cute and his ass was amazing. The owner finished doing all his work and told us to meet him out back when we were done loading the dishwasher. Ty was bent over loading the last few dishes, and I couldn’t help myself. I whistled and slowly caressed the curve of his tight ass. Ty just looked over his shoulder at me and winked. We went out back, and the owner said, you guys did a great job tonight. Here’s your tip for the table. He handed us each $50. I was so happy, but just gave him a weird look, “This is a lot, Jay.” “You guys earned it! You did a good job. I”ll see you guys later,” and Jay walked off to his car. Ty turned to me and asked if I liked how his ass felt and blushed as he looked down. “You know I did. That ass is hot. Do you run track or something?” I asked. “No, I was on the swim team. But thanks. I kinda like you feeling on it.” “Do you want me to feel on it some more?” I asked. Ty just bit his lower lip and smiled and quickly nodded his head. I moved in closer and leaned in towards his ear and cupped both of his ass cheeks in my hands. I whispered, “I’ve been wanting to get a handful of these cheeks all night long. God, you’re so fucking sexy. I could eat your ass for hours.” Ty pulled back and just giggled. “I’ve never had that done before. In fact, I’ve only kissed two guys before and jerked off one. But, I need to do more. I want to do more.” “Tell me what you want to do, Ty.” Ty smiled again and bit his lower lip. “I want to suck your dick and have you rim me. Maybe even let you fuck me. Can I touch it?” “Please do! It wants you to,” I told Ty. He reached down to my shorts and gripped my hard dick. “Wow, it’s so hard Xavier. And it feels big.” I laughed and looked Ty in the eyes, “It’s not that big. I”m only 7 and a half inches.” “Way bigger than mine,” Ty sighed and looked dejected. I pulled his chin back up towards me, so I could look in his eyes. “Size isn’t everything, Ty. It really is how you use it. And honestly, that ass is so hot, I don’t know if I’d ever get tired of wanting to fuck it. So, you don’t have to worry about how big you are. I’ll suck you off, but I really want you to cum while I’m fucking you.” Ty just moaned in my ear and started to undo my zipper. He looked up and licked his lips and said, “Can I pull it out and suck you now? I want to see how big it is. You’ll actually be the first ethnic guy I’ve even done anything with.” “Ethnic huh? I would just say I’m half white and half black. But you like how I look?” “Yes, I do. I think you’re sexy. I love guys bigger than me.” At that I had to chuckle. Most guys had to be bigger than him, but I could understand what he meant because I liked guys smaller than me. At 6’ tall and 165 pounds, I am very fit with a six pack and a nice butt and good size dick. None of my previous lovers had complained and a lot of them liked feeling on my chest and abs. “I’m glad you like me too. And to answer your question, yes you can pull it out and suck on it. My dick could use a nice wet mouth right now. And I’m sure you’ll do just fine getting it all wet.” Ty knelt down and fished my dick out from my boxer briefs through the hole in the front of them and then out the hole in my shorts. I could just see his eyes go wide at the sight in the low lights that were lighting up the alley behind the restaurant. Ty started to lick my dick like a lollipop and while it felt good, I needed more. “Suck it, Ty. Licking is cool, but I need your mouth on it. Agh…shit, watch the teeth.” “Sorry your dick is the first one I’ve ever sucked. It’s so big too. But, I’ll be careful.” Ty went back down on my dick and started to wrap his lips around his teeth. The boy was a natural. He started to make my dick feel so good, and I was precumming like crazy. I could hear him moan as he licked the precum from my dickhead and swallowed. I grabbed his cute sexy ears and slowly pulled him all the way down to the root of my dick. He gagged and coughed so I let him up. “I’m sorry. I’ll try again.” And try he did. Damn, he really was a natural. Soon he was going all the way down and not gagging on my dick and getting it sloppy wet. I was moaning and could feel my balls start to tighten up. I didn’t get a chance to jerk off at all on vacation sharing a room with my younger brother, so I was ready to nut. Ty got all the way down again, and I just held his hot face there as I started to unload. His muffled sounds of surprise made my dick jump and shoot more cum. He sputtered a little bit and some of my nut got pushed out into my trimmed pubes, but I just look down and told him to swallow. A few tears were forming at the corners of his eyes but he nodded as much as he could with my dick down his throat and started to swallow my load. When I was done shooting, he pulled off and licked his lips clean. Then he leaned forward and started licking the last few drops that were oozing from my piss slit. My dick got really sensitive, so I quickly pulled him up and kissed him. I could taste my nut on his tongue as I pushed mine into his mouth and kissed him deep and hard. He just moaned and wrestled my tongue with his. “You’re a great kisser, Xavier,” “And for your first time sucking dick, you sure made me blow a huge load. You’re a natural, Ty.” I started to nibble on his ears and neck and slowly pushed my hands into the back of his shorts and grabbed a handful of his underwear covered ass. Ty just moaned and leaned into me. I kept massaging his ass and working my way to the center of his crack and feeling the heat emanate from it. I wanted to fuck his ass so hard. Unbeknownst to Ty and Xavier, they had an audience. His roommates had come to pick him up as per usual, and had seen Ty start to kneel and suck off Xavier. “Damn, Javi! Look at that boy’s ass. It’s so round and taut. Do you know who that is?” Tre asked. “No, I’ve never seen him before. He doesn’t even look like he’s 18. But you’re right, that ass is fine as hell. It’s making my dick leak. Even after dropping that huge load in you an hour ago. It’s ready to seed again.” “Fuck, papi. I love it when you talk like that. My dick is hard too. I wonder if Xavier will share this one.” “Tre, you know Xavier never shares. So just get it out of your mind right now. But, I would definitely like to tap that ass too.” “Damn Javi, he just made Xavier nut. He must be a good cocksucker. OK, let’s surprise them. What do you say?” “Sounds like a plan. You gonna be able to hide that wood?” “Why papi? I want him to see it so he can drool over it and know that I’m bigger than Xavier. Maybe he’ll come to us on his own. And you should make sure that yours is showing through your shorts too, papi!” “Good idea! Let’s go sneak up on them.” They got out of the car quietly and sneaked up on Xavier and Ty kissing while Xavier was massaging Ty’s ass. They saw Xavier push his hands underneath the kids underwear and move his fingers towards his crack. The kid just moaned and pushed back. Javi cleared his throat and said, “Xavier that’s a fine piece of ass you got your finger in. You gonna share with your besties?” Ty froze and Xavier quickly pulled his hands out of Ty’s shorts. “Hey guys! I didn’t hear you pull up. This is Ty. Ty, these are my roommates Javi and Tre. They usually pick me up after work.” Ty flushed with embarrassment, looked at them both and gave a sheepish hi. Javi grabbed his dick through his shorts and acted like he was adjusting it, but he saw Ty notice his big dick and absently lick his lips. He thought to himself, maybe I can get some of that ass when Xavier is done. “Ty do you want to come back to my place and chill with us? We’d love to have you over.” Xavier looked at Ty and awaited his response. Ty was still watching Javi adjust himself when Tre piped up and said, “Yeah man. Any friend of Xavier’s is a friend of ours. We were just gonna chill, watch some TV, and smoke a blunt.” Ty had only tried weed once before and didn’t really get anything from it. Xavier leaned over and whispered in his ear, “If you come over, I promise I’ll eat your ass until you’re moaning like a whore.” Ty blushed and just kinda nodded at the guys. Javi and Xavier started for the car. Ty went to grab his book bag from the back door of the restaurant. When he turned around Tre was there, he looked Ty up and down like a piece of meat and said, “Damn, you’re one fine ass white boy. I’ll bet you’d ride my big black dick so good. If Xavier doesn’t scratch that itch, come see me. I can get deeper than he can.” Tre turned around and started walking to the car. Being taller than the rest his long legs let him catch up quickly so the others didn’t notice him not being with them. When they got to the car, Ty was still standing at the door looking dumbstruck. “Ty, are you coming?” Xavier asked. Ty just shrugged his shoulders and headed to the car. He thought to himself, this is one way to get more experience, and they are all hot as fuck.

Load count Saturday, April 26, 2025 I invited my regular fwb who's this sexy buff Caucasian guy. He fucked me and came deep in me and we started chatting and then I start sucking his flaccid dick and he fuck me again and came deep in me. I got a text from my 9 inch BBC friend who promised me two loads so I invited him over and he started fucking me. It didn't take long for him to cum deep in my guts but he didn't pull out. He continued fucking me slowly until his dick became rock hard and he give me his second load. We both was still horny so he rubbed his soft dick on my asscrack and slowly slide it in. He proceed to fuck me and give me his third load under an hour. I was still not satisfied and I remembered I told a Arab guy to come over so I texted him and he came over. He started fucking me and it wasn't long after he filled me up with his baby batter.

(First attempt at a story. Be gentle. Based partially in fact. Somewhat embellished) Part 1: Reginald I got a text from Reggie today out of the blue. "Can u cum over?" I've taken his load on many occasions. Hot black guy who only really likes to fuck white guys. A lot of the time I can't say yes because I'm married and my husband Timothy doesn't know I fuck around behind his back. Today, though, I was absolutely saying yes. Timothy was at work all day, and i was home bored and horny. What he doesn't know can't hurt him, right? Reggie ordered me to get to his place asap. I knew he expected me to be ready to take his load. He shoots huge loads that fill me up and make me feel complete. Of course I would beg for his load. When I got to Reggies house I stripped to my jock and went to work getting his dick hard. He's taught me how he likes it. I want to do a good job for him. I want to make him feel good. I always try to please him in any way. While I sucked, he started loading the Tina pipe. I hasn't had any of that in a while. I've been teetering on relapse. Now all I wanted was to follow the clouds into a world of sexual experience. He got me really spun. He didn't hit the pipe at all. He just kept encouraging me to do a little more. Finally I put the pipe down and refocused on his cock. I wanted to beg him to fuck me right away. I'm always impatient. Reginald doesn't like it when I beg, so to please him I just worship his cock and try to get him turned on enough that he wants to fuck me. Reginald picked up his phone and started videoing me giving him head. I had told him once that he could record me but onky if he was careful not to snow my face (I'm cheating on my husband for God's sake). He likes getting my face on camera though, and I want him to keep giving me his loads, so I let him do what he wants. Usually he fucks me doggy style, which is my favorite. This time he put.me on my back and had me lift my legs in the air exposing my jock strapped ass to his camera. "Fuck yeah faggot. My group chat loves when I send vids of you. You have fans. You ready to show them how much you love getting fucked by a black man?" The Tina really does mess with my judgment, because in the moment I didn't see anything wrong with anything going on here. Reginald finally fucked me. He didn't disappoint me. He knows how a white faggot needs to be fucked. As he fucked me on my back, with the camera still pointed toward me, he asked me questions? "Why are you here instead of letting your husband fuck you?" "Besides me, who do you cheat on your husband with?" "How often to you smoke Tina?" Each question I answered honestly and ccompletely. Each answer, Reginald recorded on video that alternated between my face and his big black dick going in and out of my hole." Somehow, in my spun state, none of this bothered me. Finally one last question: "Do you want my cum faggot? Tell me how much you want it." I shouted my need for his cum with visceral emotion. I did need it. What I didn't realize is the sequence of events this would put in motion.

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Prelude: As a guy I've failed in life, growing up I fancied guys and girls, particularly a boy in my class but to avoid the ridicule I kept it to myself. I did the expected thing, found myself a girlfriend, didn't last, found another, same result. Around 20 I found Gaydar and despite the plethora of opportunities I never saw myself as attractive (skinny and spotty) so my entire gay exploration involved a single meet with a guy, brief suck, hand job and him cumming over my chest. By my late 20's I met a woman, ended up married in my early 30's we played out our lives but it was ultimately boring. I hovered around the gay sites on occasion often drawn to the darker aspects like bareback and HIV+ guys, met 2 older gentlemen who were nudists but my fears led to a half-baked lie and I left their home before anything could happen. I eventually cheated on her with another woman, she found out (or maybe I subconsciously let her?) and I ended up a bachelor alone. Perhaps this was my time to explore guys?

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#BumDickStalker – Who got that AIDs dick? Can you tell the difference in taste when a guy shoots in your mouth and his cum is filled with AIDs? Can you feel the difference when he blows in your ass? The venom, the toxic acid, the hell fire spit, the dick that streams poison and death tastes so much better, and feels so much greater than any other. My voice is hoarse as my vocal chords feel burned and my insides are twisting from his virulent stew that is brewing. So it began -#BumDickStalker. What do you do when your god issues a commandment? You obey – or should anyways – guess that’s why there’s hell or whatever for those who don’t. Well my god, my MASTER, is a straight-thug-fag abusing-uber alpha-swamp footed-evil mother fucker, and I’m honored to serve him. Yet I had to wonder, how low can one go? How much degradation is too much? At what point does the humiliation for his pleasure stop? I guess the answer is 'never'. It had been a typical work week like any another. Busy as fuck and I was tired. And my Master was demanding as ever with a list of shit I had to do for his financial and perverted pleasure. Each week I received a list of tasks to complete and Master was not happy unless I reported back that I was getting bred raw like a slut and had some BBC planting his load in me. To get there, I was typically ordered to respond to at least five Craigslist ads per day, in addition to placing my own. The ads he preferred me to hit were ones from straight or bi guys who were as desperate for pussy as I was for dick. Anonymous, drinks, smokes, gas money – whatever it took to entice them I had to do. When, as expected, I would not hear back or get an outright, hostile rejection, I had to share that with Master for his twisted pleasure and enjoyment. He loved to laugh and tell me I was a ‘cock hungry ferret’, but on those occasions when it did pay and I found a DL man who just wanted a pussy – any pussy to fuck - and I got another guy’s load, Master would praise me saying “Good job, keep up the great work!” Feeling totally frustrated and in excruciating need of dick, I decided to take my mind off my troubles and go for a nice walk. Luckily I live near the river and there is a nice path, some benches to sit on and enjoy the view, as well as a few hide-away bushes and fuck dens where, if one is real lucky, one might find an eager dick. The sunny day and clear air helped, but the lack of any potential dick added to my desperation. I was about to turn around and head back home when I saw a tall, dark man in the distance by one of the benches at the end of the yacht club storage house. I wove my way through the few other people on the walkway and as I got closer saw he was in Army fatigue pants, a black short sleeve shirt, camel boots, and was standing guard over a couple large bags. He looked quite clean, but I immediately thought – ‘homeless’ and my ass clenched a little as it was rare to see homeless guys hanging around this part of town. I was about two yards away when he turned, the cigarette in his mouth dangling precariously on his lip. I stopped like I had just been caught doing something. He scrunched his eyes, scratched at his beard, cocked his head so his gray/black dreads dangled to the side a bit, then took the cigarette out of his mouth and raised his chin in the universal, “What’s up?” greeting. “Hey, how’s it going?” I asked. Lame, I know, but that’s what came out. “Good, good, good my man. Good my man. Just enjoying this beautiful day right here,” he replied as he thrust forward his right fist to bump mine as a greeting. He was taken aback though when I held out my hand for a handshake instead and the smile he gave me in welcome was truly heartfelt, and also showed me his badly stained teeth. I then had to focus on the pain now shooting up my right arm as he gripped my hand. Fucking hell, he was strong as shit and felt like he was breaking it! The sinews and muscles in his arm flexed and bulged and I thought, ‘hell, for a homeless dude he’s damn cut and powerful'. Of course my next thought was, ‘..and I bet he would be a rough dirty fuck’. Well, I hoped to find out. Suddenly a crowd of construction workers, tourists, and locals seemed to descend from nowhere and my courage took flight like one of the ducks from the river. I quickly handed him a couple $1s, excused myself, and headed back home where I jacked off twice in a row thinking about him fucking me and sniffing my hand for any trace of his musk. Like a good dick chaser, I reported this Master and his email response began with, “WTF!!!” That’s never good. A ‘WTF’ is like a parent using your full name – you know shit’s about to hit the fan. Master went on to tell me I better get my ass back out there and lure that bum dick in using all my fag-pussy tricks so I could get his dirty AIDs cum. Now Master knew I got fucked raw and had once asked me my status and then that was that. It was never anything addressed specifically again and he had never before told me to chase dick specifically hoping I would get a load full of AIDs. Maybe my bug chasing ways were rubbing off on him? The following few weeks my #BumDickStalker activities would have made the beginnings of a great police blotter: - I walked by his bench early in the morning on my way to work and a couple times when he was there and sleeping under an old blanket, I left a pack of cigarettes, or a bag with a sandwich, or some other little offering. - I walked by his bench every night coming home and would even sniff around a bit hoping for some lingering man funk smell. - I caught a glimpse of him one night as I left the grocery store and with full bags in hand, stalked him for three blocks trying to catch up with him. - I began doing large circuits around those blocks looking for him if he was not on his bench, and I always had my offerings in my backpack of cigarettes, something to eat, and an extra five dollar bill in my pocket. - I saw him up by the Metro entrance begging for change and I hung around, circling, trying to find an opening. The more I failed to track him down beyond glimpses, or a quick run in in front of the grocery store, the more Master rode me. He dismissed all my excuses of ‘never the right time’, ‘too many people around’, ‘the guy had too many bags with him and I didn’t want people in my building to see’, or that ‘the guy seemed just more than a tad crazy’. The first couple of times I saw the homeless guy he seemed good, but then a few other times he was talking to himself, pacing back and forth in short little loops. Once I caught the whiff of his smoke – spice – and that shit can fuck you up big time. Also, instead of carrying on any sort of conversation as much as I tried, whenever I gave him a five dollar bill he would start a rehearsed speech that was the same every time: “Abe Lincoln was a free man. He was a free man and a lawyer. Abe Lincoln fought for the rights of his countrymen and by God I shall too until every man is free….” The first time I listened to the entire speech. It was a long one. The second time I lasted about halfway through and was impressed, but frustrated. The third time I just gave him the cash and bolted. Finally one afternoon as I did the extra circuit on the way to see if I could spot him, there he was, resting under the shade of a large tree in front of a building just a block from my house. I did a quick scan behind, and it was all clear, no one seemed to be walking this way. A quick scan ahead, and side-to-side seemed good too. My palms got sweaty, my throat dry, I felt nervous as I approached him. Like a gentleman with the best southern manners, he rose from the bench and smiled as I approached and held out his fist to bump mine in greeting. His brow was damp with sweat, his camo pants and jacket looked dirtier than I had ever seen and the skin of his arms had a light coating of dust. “Hi, how’s it going?” I asked using my standard greeting. The homeless guy took the cigarette butt from his lips, threw it into the grass by the sidewalk, reached into one of his bags that contained his world, and pulled out a Subway wrapper with a half eaten sandwich. “This from you?” he asked. I nodded. “Well I don’t much like roast beef, but whatever,” he continued on, “Thanks though. Guess you left the cigarettes too?” I nodded again. “So what do I owe for all this generosity you been throwing my way?” he asked. There it was. The opening. Weeks of waiting, wanting, needing. I looked up into his bloodshot eyes – he’s a good deal taller than me – and said, “I…umm…just trying to be friendly. I recently moved in up the street, saw you around, and well…” OK, now or never, I could not blow this chance, might as well get right to it, “…wanted to help you out if I could. And…I…well if you might be up for making a little cash thought maybe I could help you out some more.” PHEW – there. I said it. Sortof. Kindof. Not really. The homeless guy sat down, unwrapped the rest of the sandwich and started to finish it off. I just stood there a second not sure what to do, until he casually pushed his green canvas bag off the end of the bench to make room for me to sit down too. When he did however, a pile of things spilled out of the open top onto the ground and I quickly knelt to pick them up for him as he continued to chew nonchalantly and watch me. A few t-shirts, some crusty socks, a well read copy of the Bible, and wrapped up and poking out of a holey towel was a large Ziploc bag. As I grabbed it, the sound of hundreds of little pills echoed around the bench. I slowly turned the bag side to side, and around, reading the labels as I did so. They were all scripts from the Whitman Walker Clinic and included various antibiotics, pain meds, but what made me stop and stare were the bottles of AIDs pills. Some quite old, some newer, some seemed partially full and others maybe never opened or barely used. I recognized the names on the bottles as I had taken many of them too over years. Other bottles I had no idea what they were but my ass lubed up right then and there thinking about how his virus must be mutated like a B-horror movie. I looked up and the homeless guy had an evil smirk on his face that caused his upper lip to slightly rise revealing his row of fucked up teeth – a predator’s smile. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, brushed a few bread crumbs off his beard, stood up and stretched then ran his left hand up and down his stomach and said, “Much better. OK, come on.” He then bent down, grabbed three of his bags, nodded to the open one I had been putting stuff back into and told me, “You grab that one.” Not a word was said about the pills and maybe he thought I did not know what they were and he was trying to stealth breed me! Fuck! That made me rock hard just thinking about. The walk to my condo was a quiet one and while I tried to make small talk with him, the homeless guy seemed more interested in his own thoughts and even just nodded when I told him my name, without giving me his in reply. Fine. That’s cool. I liked anonymous dick. When we got to my building I used my digital key to open the door to the outside stairwell on the end and held it open for him. I was not trying to hide him, but knew the security guards who monitored the cameras in the lobby would call or come by if they saw him walking in with all his bags looking as dirty as he was. Up the stairs I went, hoping he was getting a good view of my ass on the way. Down the hall to the far end we reached my condo, I unlocked the door, he stepped in, dropped his bags in a jumbled pile in the hall, and strutted into the living room. “Nice. Nice place you got here,” he said. “What you got that’s good?” I was not sure exactly what he meant, but went to the kitchen and pulled out a couple options for him to smoke, asked if he wanted beer or liquor and when he said he wanted something clear I grabbed the Vodka bottle and a glass with some ice. I set everything down for him on the side table, flipped on the TV, hit play on the DVR and watched as he squinted with interest at the porn that came on. “Let’s get down to business,” he said, “What do you need done and how much cash you got?” Damn, did I really have to say it? He saw me hesitate, put the cigarette between his lips, slid the clasp back on the belt holding his pants up, dropped the fatigues to the floor, unstuck his balls from his thighs and said, “You trying to get some thug dick? You can see I got a nice one and I’m straight, but I’ll hustle if you pay-to-play.” Nice? I was thinking gigantic, huge, delicious, chewy, drippy, thick, OMFG! And THUG is my favorite flavor. I eagerly nodded my head and he said, “Well get the fuck over here and start sucking it.” I dropped to my knees and scooted into position, looked up and asked, “Can you shoot more than once? I got like $60 on me, plus whatever you want to drink, smoke, eat and stuff.” He placed his large, right hand over his dick as he thought about it, moved his hand away, smiled and said, “Let’s just say I got more cum than most folks can handle. Are you most folks?” I wasted no time then and twisted my head and cupped his slimy balls with both hands as I flicked out my tongue for my first taste – RANK, SALTY, SWEATY, MUSKY - ALL MAN! I bathed his balls in spit while gently guiding his dick to the right out of the way. My hands held onto his thighs, which seemed just muscle and tendon like skinny chicken legs or something. The homeless guy was focused intently on the porn and his smoke, with the occasional lean to the side for the bottle of Vodka. He was skipping the glass with ice and hitting it straight. I repositioned myself and spit three times onto his flaccid, uncut dick. It was crusted in spots, dark and delicious looking, and I opened my jaws wide so as I rolled the skin back on the head I could slide the shaft as deep as possible into my mouth and throat before closing my lips over it. I forced myself to taste it all at once to inundate my senses with his dick funk. I pulled back off, breathed in, closed my lips over his hardening shaft again, and then with his dick completely in my mouth began running my tongue all around the rough edges of the head, scooping up the cheese and crust – the potent smegma that only certain men can truly make. The homeless guy liked that and moaned in pleasure before grabbing the back of my head hard and forcing me to get down to serious business. Over the next few minutes his dick swelled, deflated, swelled, before he finally pulled back and said, “I gotta piss.” I frowned as I watched him waddle into the bathroom with his pants still down around his ankles and boots. I quickly followed and asked, “Hmm…you want me to drink it for you?” He looked at me, scowled, shook his head, “Naw, I ain’t into that freaky shit,” and continued to stand over the toilet willing his bladder to release. I stepped back into the living room and a few seconds later heard the forceful rush of piss against the porcelain as his bladder let loose. He finished, popped his head out, “Come here.” I had taken the time while he pissed to shuck my pants and my dick led the way back to the homeless treat. Once in the bathroom he backed up, his heels against the tub facing the sink and mirror that filled the wall. On the shelf above the sink was a torn, crumpled Polaroid picture of a nice looking woman. I faced him, he spun me around and said, “Time to take some dick!” I couldn’t have agreed more and happily bent over, my face inches from the sink bowl. He paused, “You got some lotion or something?” I shook my head. “No, just want it dry or with a little spit – want to feel it.” That made him laugh and he replied, “FUCK YEAH, FEEL THIS BIG DICK,” as he started pushing at my dry ass ring. It wouldn’t go. His dick bent, curved, my hole clenched tighter. Nothing. The homeless guy did not get frustrated, just took a step back, squatted behind me with his big hands covering my cheeks, spread my hole apart and inhaled. “DADDY’S HOME NOW HONEY. IT’S ALL RIGHT NOW. EVERYTHING’S GONNA BE ALRIGHT. SWEET SWEET PUSSY HONEY,” he said right before burying his face in my hole and kissing, lapping, slurping, and priming it with his spit. His beard was rough, and his tongue felt like sandpaper, and I loved it. When he had had enough, he straightened back up, aimed his missile, and pushed. Once he forced himself a little in, he pulled his t-shirt off over his head showing some faded tatts running up his side. His ribs poked out with every breath, his clavical showed, but his abs were cut so he was either wasting or super tight/thin. I was betting on wasting and my hole clamped down on his dick like a kitten on his momma’s tit. “FUCK HELL YEAH – TAKE THAT DIRTY DICK,” he said. Holy fuck my ass about snapped his dick off right there! So many meanings – like earth dirty or disease dirty – and in this case I was literally betting the house it was both. I moaned in pleasure, “DID I HURT YOU HONEY? YOU WANT DADDY TO STOP?” he asked with true concern in his voice. I meekly told him, “No, please fuck me daddy,” and he did. “I’ve missed you honey,” my BBC bum said as he pushed the dreads out of his eyes, “YOU’RE PUSSY IS SWEET LIKE A GEORGIA PEACH. WET AND MISTING ON MY BALLS, THICK LIPS FOR DADDY TO SLIDE AGAINST, JUST THE PERFECT CUNT FOR MY DIRTY BABIES.” I moaned and groaned even more and pushed my ass back and out encouraging his AIDs dick to fuck me deep. He had just started to pick up the pace when he suddenly stopped, backed out of my now wet hole, and said, “Stay right like that.” The BBC bum went to his bags, rooted around, came back with the Ziploc full of pills, set it on the toilet, fumbled a bit, opened a couple of the bottles and then choosing carefully set a few pills out on the toilet, closed the lids, then proceeded to roughly stuff each pill up my ass. I moaned and he used my hole’s wetness to force two fingers in, his dirty and long nails cutting my gut lining as he explained, “YOU KNOW WHAT THOSE ARE HONEY? MY DICK VITAMINS. MAKES MY CUM GOOD AND POTENT SO MY BABIES WILL TAKE. YOU WANT SOME BABIES HONEY? WANT SOME OF DADDY’S BABIES? WE BEEN TRYING SO LONG FOR CHILDREN, NOW I THINK YOU’RE READY TO MAKE SOME BABY BULLS FOR ME.” OK, now I’m thinking he’s back on the edge of crazy, but his big black dick had felt so good I could deal with some crazy. This time when he shoved his man meat back into my secret chamber, he had gone from BRICK to ROCK to STEEL. His dick swelled to the extreme. “DADDY’S STROKE GAME IS AWLAYS ON POINT. I STILL REMEMBER HOW TO MAKE THOSE SUGAR WALLS SING DON’T I HONEY? THAT FEELING GOOD? BEND OVER A LITTLE MORE, THAT’S IT…LET ME UP IN THERE…TRYING TO PLANT THESE BABIES DEEP…TRYING TO FILL YOU UP…MOAN FOR DADDY…LET DADDY KNOW YOU LIKE HOW I’M STROKING IT…MOAN FOR ME HONEY….MOAN FOR ME YOU FUCKING COW SO THIS BULL KNOWS YOU MEAN IT….WHITE COW PUSSY FOR BIG BLACK BULL DICK…READY FOR THAT DIRTY DIRTY NUTT…READY FOR THAT BULL SPERM AND BABY BULLS…FUCKING….OH JESUS FUCK…YES HONEY!! YES HONEY!! TAKE MY BABIES!! TAKE ALL OF ADDY’S BABIES!! OH JESUS YOU GOOD AND PREGNANT NOW FOR SURE!!” Yeah I’m sure my neighbors heard all that and did I care? Not a fucking bit as my ass was full, throbbing, and my guts were roiling from the charged up AIDs cum my BBC daddy bum just gave me. “Taste it for me honey,” he said as he slowly withdrew from my well-fucked ass. His long dick was slick with funk and the cum/ass juice strands seemed almost greenish in tint against his dark skin. I didn’t get to taste it long before he took my hand, walked me into the bedroom, climbed up onto my bed and pulled me towards him. He then rolled me onto my stomach, got behind me, and buried his face in my ass again, slurping and relishing his aftermath. Soon he was ready for round two and this time as he sank balls deep into me, there was no resistance, just a welcoming of his warmth and steel. In the next hour my BBC daddy bum fucked me in multiple positions, fingered my ass with his long fingers and sharp nails leaving little bloody trails on the bed cover, and planted two more loads of his POZ cum inside me. No not just POZ – full on AIDs cum. I was sure of it now as he laid beside me, soundly asleep, his snores coming in regular beats. I was able to study his face now, the sunken eyes, the drawn skin over his skull, the sunken cheeks partially hidden by his beard, the lesionish looking spots on his body. Did the fact that he had kept the crumpled Polaroid always within sight someplace on the bed as he fucked me freak me out? No. Whatever it took, I was willing to do. I held his AIDs bull babies in my guts as long as I could, but finally I had to use the bathroom. When I did, I stood up and examined what came out – the spotting, the thick ropes of cum and ass juice, some gut lining, and swirling chunks of now discolored and broken pills. Can you OD from having pills shoved up your ass? Too late now to worry about that and when I thought about how he must have been on and off a dozen or more AIDs meds and how mutated and resistant his virus must be, I had to stroke myself a few times knowing his bugs were now swimming inside me. My revelry was interrupted as the bathroom door banged opened, my BBC daddy bum walked in, his dick hard and angry, his eyes quickly took in what I had been admiring, and he smiled. The bum then dragged me roughly back towards the bed, pushed me forward, I got on my hands and knees as he slammed into his new home he exclaimed, “I AM RA, YOUR GOD, YOUR KING, AND YOU ARE MY EGYPTIAN QUEEN. SACRIFIC YOUR PUSSY FOR MORE OF YOUR MAJESTY’S ROYAL JELLY!!”

My fantasy is to be chatting with a dom black top with a huge dick and go over to his house and start fooling around but it’s too big and I can’t take it but he won’t stop and forced himself on me pinning me down and raping my hole until he force breeds me deep.

Thanksgiving dinner was in less than three hours, yet there I was, bent over my couch with the building’s handyman filling me with his own, personal gravy! This was my year to host the ‘orphan’ Thanksgiving dinner. I have a group of friends who have neither family nor significant others, so we get together and have our own holiday occasions. I had gone all out this year - turkey, ham, pies, all the trimmings, and the condo looked great! My dealer had dropped off a huge supply of the strongest 420 in DC, the liquor store delivery took up an entire extra table, and I even had a local landscaper come and deck out my balcony with seasonal flowers and plants and provide inside greenery - everything was perfect and all that was left was to finish cooking and do some last minute cleaning and tidying up. That is until the thermostat went bonky and decided that the only setting it could do was ‘hotter than the underside of Hell’. I frantically called the front desk and they were their usual, unhelpful selves, but said they would put a call into the condos’ handymen to see who might be able to help, but they were all off for the holiday so no guarantee. While the weather was not horribly cold yet, I didn’t relish the idea of having to leave the balcony door open all afternoon and evening just to try to stop my guests from burning up. In the meantime, I propped the door open, pulled a fan out of storage, and got back to stirring, whisking, and basting. About 30 minutes later I heard someone yell, “MAINTENANCE!” then heard the sound of keys and swearing. I dropped the spoon I had in my hand, grabbed a towel, wiped the streams of sweat off my face and barely took two steps out of the kitchen before I saw one of the handymen in my condo hallway. First I was pissed that he just let himself in, but then was relieved that someone actually showed, so I tried to smile. My smile faded fast when I realized who it was - Jointer Jim. That’s not his real name of course, but that’s what everyone called him. Our building handymen are an odd looking trio - one is an older, extremely overweight man who is literally wider than he is tall; the second is a young guy who is handsome, clean cut, and always polite; the third is Jointer Jim. He is tall, lanky, middle aged, and missing the index and middle finger on his right hand and the worst disposition in the world! Always pissed, angry, rude, condescending, and a total asshole. Fuck! Jointer Jim lost his two fingers from fucking around in shop class in Jr. High. I guess his real name was James or Jim. He set his tool box down by the mini-bar I had set up, grabbed a bottle of whiskey, and boldly opened it, poured himself a huge drink, and gulped it down, then set the empty glass back down with a BANG. He gave me a twisted grin, wiped the remnants of drink off his chin, and asked, “What’s so fucking urgent that my phone gets blown up on my day off?” I was stressed and sarcastically said, “Why don’t you pour yourself another - sounds like you NEED it - and if you don’t realize the problem yet, maybe you are not the right man for the job,” and then walked back into the kitchen. I was in no mood for dealing with him and thought right then that sending him away might be the best thing. I heard his tools clanging as he dug around in his bag and tried to ignore that he was there as I went back to prepping food in the kitchen. A few minutes later I was shocked back into focus as I caught a whiff of something that was not cooking in the kitchen and went back out to the living room. There was Jim, bold as fuck, smiling as he exhaled a cloud of smoke from my good 420. I don’t smoke, but find it sexy when a top does, and for just a split second my ass pulsed in hunger. Then my anger flared as I said, “What the fuck do you think you are doing? Ever think of asking first? That’s for my guests!” He just smiled, took another hit, then grabbed the TV remote and said, “I’m going to watch the game a bit while I finish this.” It was not a question, just the demand of a rude asshole. I growled, “Fine. But they’ll be here for dinner at 6:00 and it would be nice if my place was not a sweatbox, and if all my drink and shit was not gone before then.” Dinner prep was hard to focus on as I continued to fume about his attitude and then I realized I had not even asked if he had fixed the problem with the thermostat. I stomped back out to the living room to find Jim casually laid back on the couch, his feet up on the ottoman, drink in one hand and blunt in the other. He just gave me his cocky grin and a flick of wrist toward the wall. I walked over, the thermostat seemed to be working fine again and he had set it back down to comfortable 70 degrees. I turned, he exhaled followed by a small cough, I grit my teeth and said, “Thank you,” and left him as I went back into the kitchen. I heard the balcony door close and the blinds coming down and when I stepped out of the kitchen Jim just looked at me with a fuck off grin. I shook my head and went back into the kitchen. I could hear the sounds of the game from the TV, smell the heavy cloud of weed, picturing him in my mind with his feet up and that ‘fuck you’ grin. I stopped - the sounds had changed - it was no longer the cheering of a roaring crowd but the demanding voices of a mandingo gangbang - shit! I scurried back out of the kitchen and stopped. There was Jointer Jim, his pants down around his ankles weighted to the floor by his massive set of maintenance keys. His legs were skinny, his hip bones showed either from the angle of the light or from how thin he was. Jim moaned as he looked at me, his blunt held between his teeth, his upper lip curled on the end in a smirk. He then took his blunt out, let a long, thick drool of spit descend from his dry lips like a leaf slowly falling from a great Oak tree, which landed mid-shaft on his dark, ebony wood. I gasped a little as Jim used the spit to slick his dick with his clawed hand - there was something wild and taboo about watching his fucked up hand jack his mighty rod. He turned full towards me and said, “Get on your knees fag boy and suck my dick. I know you want to.” A mix of anger at his assumption and excitement knowing how much I desired his dick right then washed over me. I started to protest, “I...I’m not a fa….” Jim snarled, “STOP RIGHT THE FUCK THERE. Yes you ARE! You forget - COCK SUCKER - I’ve been here before. I’ve seen your pile of porn flicks. Not this stuff that I’m sure you haul out for the DL brothas, but that nasty shit you usually have stacked at the bottom of the pile - you know what I’m talking about.” Yeah, I did, and even managed to blush just a little, which made him laugh and choke on his smoke. Serves him right. “Come on then, hike that skirt up and get on your knees and gag on my dick like a good cock sucker. Then if you do me right, maybe - just maybe - I will dig them guts out and give you some real man juice,” Jim tempted. All thoughts of dinner prep went out of my head as I watched him hit the blunt and his dick start to swell with blood as it engorged itself in the delights of the porn flick. I quickly stumbled out of my pants, knelt on the wool carpet, and hefted his meaty dick up to eye level. It stared back at me, winked, and drooled a little. I spit on the head, Jim laughed, and as I guided the phat head to my mouth he said in between puffs, “THAT’S IT FAG BOY... ...OPEN THEM LIPS… ...LET ME HEAR YOU GAG ON MY SHIT… ...GIVE ME THAT SLOPPY NECK… ...CHOKE ON MY SWEATY DICK… ...I AIN’T WASHED MY MEAT IN ABOUT A WEEK, THAT’S WHAT PUSSY MOUTHS ARE FOR… ...TAKE YOUR TIME, THERE AIN’T NO RUSH… ...THAT’S RIGHT, GET IT NICE AND WETT SO IT’LL GO IN SWEET AND DEEP INTO THAT ASS… ...I DON’T FUCK EASY, NOT AT ALL, SO IF YOU CAN’T TAKE IT LIKE A BROTHA GIVES IT, YOU BETTER SWALLOW MY NUTT.... ...OH YOU PAUSING NOW? WONDERING IF IT’LL FIT?... ...BEND THAT FAG ASS OVER, LET ME MAKE IT FIT!” “Can I get the poppers and lube?” I pleaded. Jointer Jim stamped out the finished blunt, “No. I’m trying to stuff that tummy MY WAY! I like a bitch who tells me it hurts, cries that my dick is stretching them walls, putting her on her period - so you trying to get nasty and get bitch fucked and that pussy hole super soaked, or we done?” I mumbled a pathetic, “Yes,” and he slapped my face and said, “Speak up faggot bitch - let your BBC Master hear you!” So I did. I debased myself for his pleasure, and every plea and whimper and second of pathetic begging made his onyx monster grow and harden. “That’s what I like to hear,” Jim chuckled, “Hungry ass that’s need that itch scratched, that hole broken, them guts shredded - well you better hang onto your panties cause I’m about to get down and bang that hole WIDE-THE-FUCK-OPEN!” Jim’s clawed hand snapped close across my face as he leaned over me - my submissive body kneeling on the ottoman, my hole wet and eager to feel him push inside. As his throbbing knob punctured my outer ring, Jim tapped the remote and turned up the volume of the rape scene on the porn flick to drown out my own cries. His long arms squeezed my sides, his claw clamped tighter across my mouth and face while he began to rape fuck my hole. There’s something hot as hell about a top who takes what he wants, fuck like he wants, forces a bottom to serve him the way he wants - and I was totally willing to let him use me any way he needed. The long, black dick pulled almost all the way out, angled to the left and SLAMMED back in. I yelped, whined, and cried out. Jointer Jim laughed and did it again. He then shifted his stance to scrape the other side of my guts before just slamming my bussy straight on. “FUCKING JUICY PUSSY HOLE - TOTAL BITCH - THAT’S ALL YOU IS - NASTY, MOTHA FUCKIN BITCH HOLE.” I yowled like an alley cat in heat when Jim yanked his dick out of my now gaping hole. He walked over to wall where the thermostat was, bent down, rooted around in his toolbox and laughed like a trickster as he stepped back behind me. “AIN’T NOTHING BUT FUCKING AIR - CHRIST YOU A HUNGRY ASSED FAG - LOOK AT THAT SHIT - EATS IT RIGHT TO THE HILT,” Jointer Jim said while he tested the elasticity of my now-broken ass ring with the large handle of a screw driver. Not satisfied with my response he shifted a large hammer into his clawed hand, the rough wooden handle pointed at my quivering chute, “OH HELL YEAH - YOU FEEL THAT - CAN TELL BY HOW THAT BACK ARCHES, THOSE HIPS DROP, JUST LIKE YOU READY TO DROP SOME BABIES. YOU EAGER FOR MY MANDINGO BABIES? BREED THAT PUSSY? BAREBACK THAT FUCK HOLE? RIDE THAT ASS RAW SOME MORE? FUCKING SLUT!” I started to buck my ass, riding that wooden handle, trying to feel the metal hammer head kiss my cheeks when Jointer Jim yanked it out, dropped the sloppy tool to the floor with a clang, leaned back over and began to rape fuck my ass again. “YOU WANT THIS NICCA CUM? TELL ME WHAT A SLUT YOU ARE? BEG FOR MY SHIT - BEG FOR MY NICCA BABIES - BEG FOR ME TO TEAR THAT ASS END TO END AND SIDEWAYS - OH YEAH - THAT’S IT - STROKE IT WITH THAT SILKY HOLE - STROKE MY DICK - STROKE MY MOTHA FUCKIN DICK - COME ON - PUSH IT BACK - RIDE THAT SHIT - RIDE IT! HARDER - HARDER SLUT BITCH - YOU WANT THIS NUTT? RIDE THAT SHIT HARDER! FUCK YEAH! DUMB ASS FAGGOT - FUCK YEAH - SHOW ME THAT ASS NEEDS THIS DICK DEEP - WANT IT DEEPER? HERE YOU FUCKING GO - GETTING CLOSE - FUCK YEAH - GETTING CLOSE - WHERE YOU WANT THIS NUTT? HUH? WHERE YOU WANT THIS NUTT? WANT ME SHOOT IT INSIDE THAT FAG PUSSY? THAT’S WHERE YOU WANT IT? HERE YOU GO FUCKA - HERE YOU GO - HELL YEAH! TAKE THIS NICCA NUTT - TAKE IT! TAKE IT! MILK MY DICK! TAKE IT….” Thanksgiving dinner was in less than three hours, yet there I was, bent over my couch with the building’s handyman filling me with his own, personal gravy! Jointer Jim’s nutt started to froth out of my ass as he continued to pump my hole and I had to ask, “Can you cum again?”

I've got one resolution this year. Just want a long session with at least 2 hot hung black men that tie me into a sling, keep me buzzed, and fuck the cum outta me. I want to cum just by getting pounded.

This is the story of the last filthy fetish my wife and I got into before our separation. These events all happened in sleazy motel near the Vancouver International Airport, and we did this scenario twice. After our separation, she continued to scratch this itch, and I still see her post up craigslist ads every few months, so she's still doing this. One of the ads showed up last weekend, which is what made me decide to post this story. While this is posted in fiction, it all happened just like this, nothing made up, nothing needed to be. These events remain the single filthiest thing I have ever done or seen done by a man or woman. When I see these events pop up, I amuse myself by sending friends to join in. Several have made the cut and brought back pics, and also her juices for me to slurp off their cocks. It all started when my wife found amateur porn of a woman, in bondage, blindfolded and with loud music playing over earbuds taped into her ears. The woman was obviously thus blind and deaf, and restrained, and a series of men entered the hotel room to use her while a man narrated to the camera stories of all her filthy former exploits. At one point two black men use her, and the narrator tells them she's a racist who despises blacks. The men respond by both removing their condoms and filling her cunt with sperm. My wife was in heaven. We watched it together, and she was eager to try it out. We blindfolded her, stuffed earbuds into her ears, wrapped her head in tensor bandages and fucked. She loved it, but it was really just a dry run. We fine tuned the details, and we booked a motel room. I placed a craigslist ad, and let her vet the respondents. She chose 10 guys, and left the invitations to me. Before I did so, unbeknownst to her, I contacted the two party tops who had been owning my ass once a month at the bath house, and found them eager to sample my wife, and they assured me they could bring more. I arranged for my tops to come to the motel room for 8pm, and invited the ones from the ad to come at 10. They could have what was left after my 9" BBC slam daddy and my 8.5" 68 year old silver fox daddy finished shredding her holes, along with their friends. I picked her up from work (she's an accountant with one of the major banks) at 3pm on friday, the trunk full of bondage and sex supplies, video gear, and party favours. We hopped on the quickest route to Richmond, and arrived at the hotel by 4pm. Good time in the usually awful Metro Van traffic. We stopped for a light meal at a place nearby after checking in. Richmond BC has the best Chinese food in the entire world, including china. If you're ever in town do two things: contact me here to see if there is a party, and make sure you eat at least one meal at one of our best restaurants. Returning to the motel, I prepared my wife. I washed her thoroughly, and cleaned out her asshole completely. I shaved her cunt and asshole and legs, and had her put her hair in very secure pigtails. I carefully inserted a pair of earbuds, then strapped on her blindfold. I carefully wrapped her head with a sticky reusable tensor bandage called 'vet wrap', binding the blindfold and earbuds in place while leaving her pigtails, mouth, and nose free. Vet wrap is incredible stuff, it sticks to itself but not to skin or hair, holds in place, and if kept clean can be used over an over. It's good for all kinds of animals, including slutty two legged ones like my whore of a wife. With her head secure, I collared her, and hooked her leash down the head of the bed and onto the bed frame. I shackled her wrists together, and placed shackles on her ankles, a leather corset with sturdy rings around her waist, and places some spreader bars and snap hooks where they would be handy if we chose to restrain her further. It was 7:45, my first guests, who she thought were the guests she had chosen, would be arriving slightly early. I connected her iPod to the earbuds. I reminded her that her safe word was 'Firetruck' to stop whatever was happening that moment, and Frankenstein to stop the scene. I switched on the 90 minute looping mix of porno soundtracks, sex noises, and EDM we had selected to drown her hearing. She was now isolated from the world of sound and light, and about to be thrust roughly into the world of touch to an extent she had never dreamed. There was a knock on the door.

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TWINKS IN LOVE, BUT SMALL COCKS? CHAPTER I I met my boyfriend, Nigel, when we were both sophomores at a University. I had seen Nigel occasionally whilst on campus, but we never spoke to one another until one day when I was out on a run one early autumn. If one has spent any time in New England, one knows that the most beautiful season is autumn. The air is so fresh and clean, the colors are brilliant and the sky is clear blue. It was during this one morning that I saw Nigel running. As I ran closer and came alongside him, we looked at one another, smiled and passed greetings. Nigel looked gorgeous in his blue running shorts, long white sleeved UVM sweatshirt, ankle socks, and Saucony running sneakers. His long, dark blonde hair bouncing along his face and neck as we small talked and ran. Nigel was about 5`8", 145 lbs, and his body was so slim and muscular. I could not help but slowing down slightly just to get a glimpse of his ass as he ran slightly ahead of me. I had never seen such a round, firm, muffin ass on a guy before and I was truly impressed with his ass. I noticed he had no hair on his legs. Nigel's legs were so smooth and muscular. As we ran, Nigel told me he was at Ready Hall. I replied I was living at Sichel Hall. Both halls were in the North Trinity area. As we continued running, I learned Nigel was also a sophomore, born and raised in Vermont and wished to work as a teacher. I was working towards a nursing degree and wanted to continue as a Paramedic upon completion of school. As we headed back to our respective dorms, Nigel asked if I would like to get together sometime. I was more than elated at the invite but tried to keep my excitement low key. We exchanged telephone numbers and went on our separate ways. Later that evening, my mobile rang and it was Nigel. He wondered if I was doing anything, and when I told him that I was not doing anything, he invited me over to his room. I gladly accepted and told him I could be there in 15 minutes. As soon as I hung up, I jumped into the shower, threw on a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and a long-sleeved sweatshirt. Twenty minutes later I was knocking on his dorm door. When he opened it, Nigel looked even more handsome. Smiling widely, he has his long dark blonde pulled back, behind his ears, wearing a tight t-shirt and blue jeans. I noticed he was barefoot and could not believe how small and feminine his feet looked. They were well manicured and looked so soft and girl like. Nigel invited me to sit and offered me a beer or wine. I accepted red wine and sat on the hard desk chair. Nigel's dorm room was small and other than his bed, desk and desk chair, there was a plaid love-seat by the window. Nigel handed me the glass of wine in a beer glass (college life) and sat by himself on the love-seat. We chatted for hours about childhood, family, University, friends and our ambitions. We chatted about ex-boyfriends and sex life. Nigel explained that he had only 1 boyfriend before and it was short lived during high school. He had dated a few others his freshman year at University, but not anything really serious. I explained that I had dated occasionally, had a relationship that lasted one year, but we broke up as we were heading to different Universities. As it was getting late, Nigel asked if I wanted to meet him for breakfast the next morning. I gladly accepted and was on my way out the door. Nigel took me by the arm and as I looked at him, he gave me a kiss on the lips. Nigel's lips were warm, gentle and soft. I was glad he kissed me. As I walked out the door, I gave him a wink, thanks and said I looked forward to seeing him again! We began dating shortly thereafter. Within months, we had decided to move into a dorm together and all through University, we lived together. Upon graduation, we located a beautiful apartment, were able to find employment and now live very happily together. I just realized that I had not mentioned my name. It is Randy and I am basically the same size as Nigel. Another thing we discovered was that we were both endowed about the same also, rather small like we were, about 4" and slim. My hair is somewhat darker blonde than his also. Neither of us has enough hair on our bodies to matter, more like a very little dusting of it and short. We also discovered that although we both can be versatile, I am a little more of a top and Nigel is more of a bottom, which works out great for us. Both of us, although completely monogamous, always still use condoms and have always been for safe sex only. Everything seemed so nice, easy and normal for two guys deeply in love. We did everything together. Eating, watching TV, going to a bar or a movie, bathing. Our only real vice was watching porn together. This gradually went a little bit more wild as we went on, trying to find a little bit more daring scenes to watch. We went from very basic porn to eventually, watching mostly barebacking types, sometimes even watching where a bottom got gang banged by several men and all were BB and many loads in the bottoms ass. Watching these movies always got us both hard and soon in bed and making wild passionate love to each other, condom covered though even as we watched all BB porn any more. Whenever I would cum, the throbbing of my small cock would still make Nigel cum also. The only unsafe thing we did was to rub his cum all over our stomachs which is where it landed to start with.

I spent my whole life slipping out of hetero relationships, some nearly perfect. Ive been with men from a young age but always found myself more attracted to the womans body. In college I was dating a beautiful blonde cheerleader, sex was amazing and she was a free spirit. She asked my biggest fantasy, i said 2 girls at once. She brought a friend, no jealousy, they even sucked my dick together and kissed. Asking her her biggest fantasy however brought me back to a recurring problem in my life. She said she always wanted a bi boyfriend. I asked what she meant, a boyfriend that lets other guys suck his dick? she said, no, a slutty guy that likes guys fucking him and he doesnt care who. My nerves got the best of me, how could she know, i moved 500 miles from home theres no way. Well, i left it alone for a while. One of the places we hung out near campus was a small club and for as long as we were going there, A fem black guy and his group occupied a large booth. They were always there always in that booth. from the first time going he hit on me relentlessly, I usually ignored him, but somehow today i was having a hard time, i kept thinking of my girlfriend watching me getting fucked over and over. I went to the bathroon and Gary followed, he took the stall next to me and leaned over and went mmmm. As i went to zip up and walk away he stepped back, his 8 maybe a bit more uncut dick hanging in the air. My past rushed into my head, my dick swelled in my pants, my mouth watered, my ass tingled. I walked out, grabbed my girlfriend, went back to her place and fucked her twice. It was still early and i couldnt get that dick out of my mind, i asked her about her fantasy, and asked if she wanted to watch her boyfriend or just know he was a slut. Watch. I asked if she wanted to go back out. asked her to dress slutty, she smiled and pulled out fake leather pants and a a tiny skirt, held them up. i told her skirt and I took the pants. i put them on. they were skin tight and she went through her drawers and found a fishnet shirt and gave it to me. she looked and told me i looked fuck hot, gay, but hot. We went back to the club and when we walked in, I thought Garys eyes were going to pop from his head. I winked at him. Almost instantly he was grinding my ass as i danced with my girlfriend. I asked if he wanted to fuck me, he said yes, I said she wants to watch. he said fine lets go. We went to his place. we didnt get far and i was on my knees sucking his dick as my girlfriend verbally encouraged. telling me how good i look sucking dick. I wrestled those pants off and he scrambled to his room for lube and a condom. I grabbed the condom, lubed his bare dick and pushed my ass down on it. No condoms, no pulling out. It was his first time barebacking. He told me over and over how good it felt, till he came in me hard. I looked over to see my girlfriend frantically masturbating. I got up, walked over and started fucking her, a minute later i feel gary pushing his dick back in me. i came pretty quick in her pussy as she was cumming. i lifted her legs and went to eating my cum from her pussy as gary finished his second load in me. Now, what seemed like a fun night and maybe a perfect night was the start of the end, i couldnt resist, i kept going back, Gary was fucking me a couple times a week, and pretty soon it wasnt enough. His friends started fucking me too. That wasnt enough, I went to raves and parties, clubs and parks anywhere i could get fucked by more and more men. I wouldnt go home till i was full of cum.. I forgot about my girlfriend, my schoolwork, my job. my life was dick and it didnt take long before i was getting invited over large group gangbangs lots of drugs and cum until i failed out of school, again. I hit the reset button, moved away to start over again.

This is my first time posting a story and this is a true story) I made a post about hosting and I got alot of message but I chose to reply to a random one. He had no photos and nothing. I said fuck it and give him my address but no apartment number so If I didn't like him I would block him and go about my day. I patiently waited for this stranger to show up. To my surprise he's the kind of guy I'm into. 6 feet, dad bod. I went out and bring him directly to my bedroom and I was nervous but so horny because he so hot. I immediately strip and drop to my knees and I tasted his dick and it was delicious but apparently the best is yet to come and I had no idea. I went into doggystyle while he lubed his dick and he slowly slides his dick in me. He started slowly but eventually picked up the pace and didn't stop. He pound me continously for 15 minutes, grabbing my waist firm and fucking my ass mercilessly. I felt like he was turning my inside out and it was the best feeling. All I caught myself saying "It's yours Daddy" and moaning. I just lay there and accept I invited this man to fuck me and he's fucking the breath out of me. He fucked me for almost an hour and when I turned around this man olive body is glistening in sweat and I know I had to taste him. I rubbed my tongue over this stranger neck and he taste so freaking good. So I decided there's only way I wanted this king nut in me. So I dropped to my knees and throat his beautiful dick. For 15 minutes I edge him by sucking and then beg him to nut down my throat and then resume sucking. Finally he told me he's coming and my hungry throat was ready. He shot a few ropes of the best tasting cum down my throat and I wasn't gonna waste a drop. I swallow greedily and make sure I got every drop. When we finish he told me it was his first time doing this and I told him it was mine too he then proceeded to say "I'M STRAIGHT"

This is not my story, but it’s my favourite chems story so I thought I’d paste it here. From the stories section on nastykinkpigs... My life changed 6 years ago, when I was in a bathhouse in FTL. I was high, been smoking and bumping T for a few hours when I decided to get online in my room. I came across a profile on for this Thug looking Black man not far from where I was located. I told him that I was at the bath and I was hungry for some Black meat. We chatted for a few and he just asked me if I was partying. I admitted that I was and I couldn’t get enough cock. He told me that he would be to the bath in 1 hour, and wanted to know what room I was in. I told him and he told me to continue to smoke and fill my ass up. The next hour came and went and I just thought he was playing and then suddenly he was knocking on my door. Well he was thugged out, wife beater, chains and cap on. He came in and told me that he liked his bitches really high and I needed to smoke up. I continued to hit the pipe as he undressed. I was freaked when he pulled his jeans off to reveal the biggest black cock I had ever seen. It was at least 11 and so fat I couldn’t get my hand to close at the base. The balls were low hangers and as big as golf balls. He had 3 inches of fore skin hanging off the end, just to make the scene perfect. He was perfect, bearded, tatted and he was Jamaican. Well he put me on my knees and told me to start sucking. I couldn’t get enough of that meat in me. I’m a good cocksucker, and was eager to show him my skills. I took as much as I could and he fucked my face, calling me a dick sucking bitch and kept telling me he was going to turn me into a bitch, with a big fucked out pussy. I was so hungry for him, he was laughing at me. After a few minutes he told me to get up, we were going to Miami to a bookstore he liked, that he would drive and I could play with his dick. I jumped up and got dressed and we checked out and headed to Miami. The bookstore was on Old Dixie Highway in a ghetto part of town that I’d never been to. When we parked he told me, he was going to take care of my pussy. If I wanted his cock I had to do everything he told me, if I didn’t he’d leave me here and never have anything to do with me again. I was so hungry for his cock that I said I’d do anything. He told me to give him 20 dollars and bring my poppers and T and leave my wallet in the car. When we got inside, there was a thug guy that he knew working the booth which was behind glass. He paid the 20 and we went in. It was obvious that he came here often. When we were buzzed into the back it was totally dark at first but he led me along a wall and as my eyes adjusted I could see that there were doors on both sides of the hall and it was the nastiest bookstore I’d ever been in. We went to the last door and he opened it up told me to go inside. We both went in and he told me to undress. I quickly took my jeans and shirt off, leaving my boots on, he then took my clothes from me and told me to stay in the room, he’d be back in a few minutes, but he left me with the poppers and took the meth. I thought for sure that he was going to ditch me in there, but I was high and hungry and wanted more of that cock. When he left I sat naked on a small stool watching the monitor with the thug on white porn playing, I was again playing with myself and fingering my hole that was oozing cum from the bath. It was only a few minutes when he returned without my clothes. He told me that the guy at the booth was a friend and he had all my stuff behind the counter, and that it was all safe. Then he pulled an orange-capped syringe out of his shirt pocket and told me that he was going to slam me, if I was going to get any of his dick. I didn’t know what to do, I wanted the cock, but I’d never slammed and I was afraid. The meth in me took over and I told him ok, but I was afraid because I’d never done it. He told me that I’d love it as much as Black cock and I was going to become a pro at taking both tonight. So I stood up and he told me to put my arm on the ledge in the booth near the monitor, so he could see with the light. He then popped the orange cap off and stuck the needle in my vein. I watched scared as shit, but excited at the same time. He pulled back and you could see my blood fill the point, then he pushed it in steady but fast. The next thing I knew I was breathing hard and fast, hot all over starting at my feet and then a huge cough, and my eyes started to blur. I was fucking scared, but fuck it felt good. Instantly I wanted everything in me and he pushed open the door to the booth. There were 3 Black guys outside waiting, I know that they knew what I had done and it turned me on. My thug told me to take care of that meat, that I was a bitch and he wanted me to serve everyone in the bookstore tonight. I was on my knees at the end of the hall with the door open in the dark surrounded by big Black cock. I started to suck and it wasn’t long until I was stood up and bent forward and the first Black cock entered my hole. The three of them fucked me and dumped loads in me while my Jamaican Thug watched. When the last pumped me full I was told to follow. I walked behind my Thug naked with only my boots, fucked up. We slowly walked thru the bookstore. There was a room with a few old torn up couches and chairs in it and a big monitor playing more thug on white porn. My eyes adjusted and the room had a few black men in it with their pants open stroking big Black cocks. I was told to bend over the back of one of the couches and show my pussy off. I then heard my Thug say this is my bitch, and I’m training his pussy tonight, he a fucking meth whore and needs to be fucked full. It wasn’t but a second and I felt the head of another Black cock as it slid into my stretched pussy. The fucking continued for awhile, as I was filled with cum. I was then led down another hall to a dark room at the end of the hall. I felt around and it was so dark I couldn’t see, but I knew there were a few men in the room. We went into a corner where there were more walls and I saw a lighter, where some one was smoking a pipe. I was told to get on my knees and I heard my Thug talking to the guy smoking the pipe, and then it was put in front of me. He told me I was gonna hit it, it was crack and to inhale slowly but keep drawing, he was gonna light it. I put my lips on it and started smoking. It was another first for me, but I loved it. I was a crack smoking meth whore now, serving my Thugs. I was next presented with a fat black cock. I sucked and serviced that meat until he blew a huge load of jizz down my throat. It was only a second and I had more cock. I was later stood up and fucked from both ends, swallowing and getting my pussy filled. I knew I would do anything he wanted at this point. I was now desperate to be a Black mans bitch. In a few minutes we were back in a booth where I was told to wait it was time for my pussy juice again. In minutes my Black Thug Daddy was back. I stood up waiting for him to pump me full of the meth again. The cough wasn’t as intense this time and in seconds I was grabbing my pussy and begging for more cock. My Thug told me he would only feed me after Id had cock all night taking care of all the Brothers in the bookstore. I went back to work. I was now bold, walking up and down the halls, going in every booth I was told to. I was officially a bitch. That continued until late the next day, one black cock after another. Then My Thug Wayne was ready to feed my hungry pussy. Wayne took me to a booth and told me to face the monitor, he slid his big monster cock in me and I was a sloppy mess, with cum running down my legs and all over my face. He fucked me loud and hard, calling me a bitch and telling me that I belonged to all Black men now. I know it was so everyone could hear. After he pumped his load in me he told me to wait, he was going to get my clothes. When he returned we went to my house to clean up and rest. Wayne told me he wanted me to slam, from now on, he would help me to learn and I was to continue to go to the bookstore. That he would meet me there when he could but the guys there would take care of me. I was to smoke crack when I could because it was good for my pussy. I promised that I would, and so it began… It was only two days and I was back at Prime Time getting the deluxe treatment. To be continued…

MY name is Gavin, I am 26, I am married to my high school sweetheart. I am blond, 5’9 150 muscled with blue yes. My wife Maria is 5’7 135 brunette and absolutely beautiful. We have dated all through high school and college, our sex life got a lot more fun when we were in college, and I had big plans for our honeymoon. What happened on our trip to Boston for our honeymoon changed our relationship forever. It changed both of us also. It all started in the bar, I was waiting for Maria and talking to some very well-dressed college basketball jocks who were there for a bachelor party. We were talking sport and I shared that I had just gotten married. I had never hung out with black guys before so some of the works they used I was unfamiliar with and played along. One of the guys asked me if I as a cuck and not wanting to seem stupid I said yea, they laughed and looked at each other and smiled and patted me on the back. I thought that must have been a good thing. They had a couple other buds come down, two Latin guys and a white guy. We were all having a good time, one of the guys asked me what room we were in so they could send a gift up and I shared our room number and told them that would be great. Just about then Maria walked in, and they hooped and patted me on the back, damn she was beautiful. I told them we had dinner plans and then we were going to hit it in the room, and they cheered me on and off I went. We had a great dinner talking about our new life together and our big plans. Maria told me halfway through dinner that she had stopped her birth control and she was ovulating so tonight could be the night we start our new family. I was both nervous, not sure I wanted to jump right in but horny as fuck and wanted to fuck like bunnies when we got back. We finished dinner and headed back to the hotel for a night cap and while we were just about ready to pour our drinks, I heard a knock at the door. I went and answered it thinking it was room service but to my time and pouring drinks. They wanted to toast us and passed around drinks and Marie, and I clinked our glasses and downed our shot. They poured another and again they cheered, and we surprise it was the guys I had bet downstairs and they busted in the room telling me they brought us a wedding gift. I was in shock; I know they said they would send up a gift, but we were just about to have sex. I tried to be gracious and thank them and try to usher them out, but they were having a great downed that one. They started to play some music, ten minutes later Maria had passed out on the bed, and I was dozy and almost out. I could see a few of the guy's undressing Maria but I was helpless to do anything, I just utter unrecognizable sounds. It was not long till Maria was naked and spread eagle with one of the Latin guys eating her out. She was passed out but moaning, I right to reach out my hand to stop him but it barely moved. One of the black guys was over me helping me out of my clothes telling me what a good little cuck I was. I thought what the fuck is a cuck, when one of the black guys spread my ass checks and began to lick my ass hole. I had never had that done, it was weird at first, but I involuntarily began to moan. The guy ate away at my hole while the Latin guy eating Maria out slide into her and began to fuck her with his huge dick. She was moaning and whimpering. Soon I had a BBC at my mouth and the guy opened it slightly and slid it in. I am not sure why, but I began to suck on it. He patted my head and told me I was a good cuck. There I was, sucking this huge black cock as I felt another rubbing on my hole. It was so wet from the tongue fucking I had received, they seemed to be working in unison. The big dick shoved down my throat so I could not breath nor utter a sound as what felt like a baseball bat slide slowing inside me. I screamed inside but nothing came out, I felt like he was tearing me as he stretched my hole. He pressed till he was balls deep inside me my tight little hole. He said, fuck, I think this cuck is a virgin as he slowly pulled out and then sunk back inside me. The guy lodged in my throat pulled out and let me catch my breath and then began fucking my mouth and throat while my ass was being reshaped into a pussy. The guy began to fuck me harder with long stroked and then grunted and shoved inside me and I could feel his rock-hard dick pulsing inside me as he came. I was relieved he was finished but grossed out he came inside of me. The finally withdrew and the guy in my mouth pulled out and I was immediately replaced by one of the Latin guys who fucked my throat, the black guy pressed his big dick at my battered hole and slide in easily with all the cum and still being wet from my throat. I had shot my load as this guy fucked me, I had never cum without touching my dick or fucking pussy. There I was taking more dick, I could no longer see Maria, but I knew she had taken at the very least three loads and it was then that I remembered that she was ovulating. I now could only think of having some other guy's kid, we had talked about having kids for so long and her some random guys were probably going to knock her up tonight. The evening went one, I took each of their dicks and so did Maria. She was still out, one of the black guys grabbed my phone and called himself, then programed his number in my phone as Black Bull. He told me I was blond cuck. They dressed and left, I felt so dirty I had to take a shower, when I came out Maria was still out, and I helped her under the covers and crawled into bed and tried to sleep. I kept picturing big black cocks inside me, fucking me and making me cum like they had when they fucked me without even touching my dick. I finally dozed off, when we both woke up in the morning Maria said she as so sore. She hit me and said, I fucked the shit out of her last night. I did not have the heart to tell her she got used like a cum dump by those guys from downstairs. She kissed me and told me she forgave me, hoping she would soon be pregnant. I shook inside, fuck, she may soon have a black or Latin baby inside her. Just one chance the baby would turn out white. I put it out of my head as much as I could, she had plans with her mother before she left the city. They paid for everything, and it was a tradition. Maria got ready and headed down to meet her mother and I went to work out. I had been in the work out room for twenty minutes when in walked two of the guys from last night. They immediately started texting someone and I began to become uncomfortable. I started to gather my drink and towel when in cam Black Bull. Where are you going Cuck, he said, as he came over and put his arm around me. Looks like the cuck is up for some more fun. I said, no I must go. He said, not before you stop by my room. I tried to pull away, but he held me, and I did not want to make a scene. We got back to his room and he immediate told me to strip. I did it without much hesitation, he was unbuttoning his pants and pulled out his big dick. You, cuck need some oral lessons. Today is your lucky day, got on my knees and began to suck his big dick. He said, that is a little better than the first night, but you have some learning to do. I held my head and forced his dick down my throat. I was gagging and he laughed, you will get better cuck. I was trying as much as I could and then he let up. I have a surprise for you, there is a gay boy in the hotel who is going to help train you to be a cock sucker. He will be here any minute. Fuck, this could not get worse. He pushed me back on his dick and a minute later I heard a knock at the door. He greeted the guy and invited him in, he told this Tall white guy that this was the cuck he was telling him about. He smiled at me and told me I was a cute little cuck. So, you are straight? I said, yea. I love helping straight boys. He undressed, he had a great body and when he pulled his underwear down, he was sporting a huge dick. He came over and lifted his dick, I knew he wanted me to open my mouth, so I did. I sucked on his dick till it was rock hard and almost as big as Black Bull’s and just as thick. He held both sides of my head and tilted it and fucked my throat. He told me what a good boy I was and that he would help me be the little cuck I was meant to be. Just as he was getting into it, Black Bull had him pull out and he told me to get up on all fours on the bed. I did and the white guy began to fuck my throat again. Black bull licked and tongued my hole and make me shiver inside. My hole kept opening and closing, he felt so amazing. The cock down my throat seemed to get much easier than last night. This went on for ten minutes and then the white guy pulled out. He said he was getting too close, he bent down and looked me in the eyes and leaned in and kissed me as he held my head so I could not pull back. I did not want to do this, he pressed hard and between the tongue in my ass and his libs against mine I gave in and kissed him back. He made out with me for five minutes, broke the kid and said now give me some of that ass. Black Bill came around and he too got down in front of me and leaned in and kissed me while the white guy ate my hole. Here I was making out with two guys. The white guy pulled off my ass and lubed up his cock and pressed it against my hole. Black Bull looked at me and said, you have a big gay dick going inside you cuck. You are such a little worthless man, just a hole for men to use. Your wife is lucky we found you two so you could realize your true worth. He called me a little slut cuck, cum dump, whore and that brought the gay guy over the edge, and he shot his load inside me. He caught his breath and withdrew, and they changed places. The gay guy fed me his cummy cock and made me swallow and clean his dick off. The black bull fucked me for ten minutes and shot his load inside me. The white guy pulled out and got dressed while I cleaned the black bulls cock off. The black bull told me to get dressed, I jumped up and dressed and he grabbed my face and told me I was to go with this nice man and do anything he said. You will not be happy if you do not follow all directions. Do you hear me cuck; I nodded my head that I heard him? I looked up at the gay guy and he winked at me. We walked out of the room, and he told me I was a good fuck and that his apartment was right around the corner. I was walking but inside I kept saying no, I can’t do this. We arrived at his place a few minutes later, walked in and he introduced me to his roommate that was in the living room, Ben and he asked where Charlie was. Ben said he would be back in ten minutes. Good, the tall gay guy said, why don’t you let this little straight boy suck your dick and if he is lucky, you will fuck him and give him a load. Ben stood up and dropped his shorts and revealed a fat dick. It was thick just hanging there, he sat back down and motioned me over. I walked over and got between his legs, and he whispered, it gets thick. Just warning you little fag. I could see it was already starting to grow, I looked at him with fear in my eyes. He said, little fag, you better get to work, he lifted his dick to me. I opened my mouth and sucked on his head and opened wide to take his huge cock in my mouth as he got rock hard. I sucked three inches of his dick and licked all over it, it was just too big. He told me to stand up, I did. He grabbed my hand and lead me to his bedroom. Once inside he left the door open and began to undress me, he leaned down and kissed me. He was a good kisser, I kissed him back. We made out for five minutes as I stood there completely naked and hard as a rock. Ben broke off the kiss as he felt my chest and stomach. I had a tight muscled chest and wash board abs, Ben whispered hot body. Then he squatted and engulfed my rock-hard leaking cock and sucked my cock like no one has ever sucked it before. I started to shake, I was so close to cumming, Ben quickly pulled off and grabbed my balls and squeezed them as he pulled them. He made me go soft, keeping me from coming. I was so disappointed, he looked up and told me there would be plenty of time for cumming. He then lifted me up on the bed and lifted my legs and old me to leave the up. He grabbed some lube and rubbed it on my hole and began to suck my cock again. He worked a finger, then two and finally three inside me. I felt full, but then another finger, it hurt but with him sucking my dick my mind was confused and I just let him fingers twist inside me as he stretched my hole. He press deep, his fingers felt so deep inside me. He pulled off my cock as he told me I had a great ass, he withdrew his fingers, as he tossed a brown bottle at me and told me to open it and sniff. I uncapped it and leaned up and sniffed, the right and the left and he told me to do it again. I hit it again, he had lubed up his fat dick and was pressed against my hole. He told me one more time, I did it as he pressed on my hole, and it hurt but my head was spinning as my hole gave way to his huge dick. He stopped and told me again boy. He felt so deep, but he told me he was only halfway in, I remembered the thickest part was yet to come from holding his dick. It was like a tree trunk. The pain made my dick go soft, he pressed deeper and after what seemed like two long minutes, he was balls deep inside me. My hole was screaming, he was to fucking big. He pulled out slowly and I hoped we were done, but I knew better. He slowly slides back in and balls deep again. He kept this up and after seven or eight goes my hole seemed to relax and let him in. He had looked very determined up that point, but Ben looked down and said, boy you are about to get fucked. His dick still stretching me, but it felt good, and my dick was getting hard. He called me a little fag boy, see he said. Your dick loves my fat cock in your hole. He fucked me like this for ten minutes, my cock was leaking. I went to touch my dick, but he slapped my hand away. He pulled out and had me get doggie and he came up behind me and slide his cock in. It hurt at first from this angle but after a minute I opened and he fucked me hard for ten minutes calling me a little slut, whore boy, before his breathing got heavy, minutes later he shoves inside me and unloads. He kept his dick inside me and pulled me to the side and I was soon cradled in his arms with his dick inside me. He held me there for ten minutes, I could feel his dick lose its girth, he began to kiss my neck and feel my body. He found my cock and I was hard still, he jacked it and I could feel my hole tighten up on his dick and he soon grew again. Before I knew it, he was rock hard and fucking me slow and steady. He fucked me like this as he held my left leg up so he could get deep inside me. Then he stopped and pulled out. He had me get on all fours and he spread my hole and told me how open it was. Nice gape he said, then he slides his fingers back inside me after lubing them up and my hole. He had three and then four inside me twisting them around as I moaned. He got all four fingers deep inside me. I felt so full, then he said, I am going to save this for later and let the guys enjoy your hole before I wreck it. That sounded scary to me, he slowly pulled his fingers out, immediately putting his big dick back inside me and fucked me hard for ten minutes and shot his load inside me making me cum too without even touching my dick. Ben pulled out, got out of bed, put his hand out for me to get up and I did. I grabbed it and got off the bed, he pulled me in and kissed me. All my nerves with firing, I had never felt anything like this. My body shook, my dick started to grow again. He broke the kiss and laughed as he told me that his last boyfriend was straight. He said, let's get you showered and back to your wife. I put my number in your phone so we can get together tomorrow for another work out. Tell you wife you are going to work out and will be back and come here. Text me on the way. He grabbed my hand and lead me to the shower. The water felt good, his hands all over me washing me felt better. I could not believe how this guy was making me feel, soon enough the water stopped. He handed me a towel as I got out. Once dry he leaned in and kissed me again, bolts of lightning were going through my body. Then he said, be a good little fag and get dressed. I rushed into the bedroom and dressed. He did also, we made it to the living room before he kissed me again as he led me to the door. See you in the morning he said as the door closed. Fuck, here I was standing on the porch of some gay guy's place having taken his buddies load and the black guy and two of his. I walked back to the hotel, telling me self this was a one-time thing, but I knew something had changed and I needed to explore this. I felt guilty the entire walk back to the hotel. I made it before Maria. I decided to go have a drink to calm my nerves. I went down to the hotel bar; it was not two minutes after I got my drink that the white guy from last night and a Latin guy sat down one either side of me. They ordered their drink and just when I was about to get up the white guy put his hand on my shoulder and held me there. Where are you going, we just got here? I tried to say, my wife is going to be back but before I could get it out, the Latin guy spoke. We will be to your room tonight at 10, repeat of last night. Not sure if I like you wives' pussy or your ass better. I need another round tonight to decide. I froze but inside I was shaking my head no. Did he just say that out loud where everyone can hear? I was afraid to look to see if anyone was looking as us now. They downed their drinks and told me they wanted to show me something in their room. I walked with them, I felt like I did not really have a choice. When we got to the room, they both stripped off their pants and were rock hard. They sat on the bed and told me to suck them. I sucked the Latin guy first and the white guy said, jack my dick cuck. For the next hour, I sucked and jacked their dicks. When they were close, they would lift their legs and have me rim them. The white guy loved it. He would hold me head and pull me into to his ass. The Latin guy was first, he pulled me over and shoved me down on his dick and he came. Rope after rope shot down my throat. I did not even taste his cum till he pulled his dick out some so I could suck him clean. The white guy made me rim him for another five minutes and then pulled my head up on his dick and shot his load in my mouth. I sucked him clean, then he spit on my face and spoke. Good cuck, you are getting better each time. He smiled at me and told me to get back to my room, we will be there at 10 like I said so make sure your wife is ready for drink and some hot fucking. I went back to our room, hoping I had a chance to brush my teeth and tongue before Maria get back. I was dreading tonight; I wanted to pack our bags and sneak out of the hotel in the worst way. I got to the room and Maria was already there, she said there you are. Hey babe, I said as I rushed into the bathroom. I must piss like a racehorse I told her. I ran the water, brushed my teeth and tongue and gargled and then flushed the toilet and came out with a smile on my face and said, I missed you! I gave her a big kiss and she said I tasted like a toothpaste factory. I told her I burped up something and did not want you to taste it when I kissed you. Thanks, but that was just about as bad she said. She started to tell me all about her day, I sat there thinking about the cum I had inside me and about all the cum she took last night, Fuck, I remembered she as ovulating, and they wanted to do it again. I started to get really conflicted, but I tried to focus on Maria. She stopped and said, what did you do today. Awe, I worked out, took a walk, had a couple beers with the guys from last night. Made some new friends. She said that sound nice, glad you had a good day. We got around to go to dinner. I got in the shower first so I could get ready. I sat on the toilet and so much cum came out. Wow, I hopped in the shower to get ready and slide a couple fingers in hole. Played with it for a couple minutes and then got out and dried off. Then let Maria take the room. It was an hour later; we were ready to head to dinner and have another fine dining experience. On the way out of the hotel we found a bottle of champagne with a note, congrats. I knew it was from the guys, I slipped it inside and we went to dinner and Maria thought that was so nice of the hotel. The dinner wound down; I ate light since I knew I was getting fucked again. I had butterflies in my stomach, but my dick was semihard. Maria noticed it and rubbed it and thought I was excited to fuck but that is not what my mind was on. She brought me back to thinking about her taking all those guys and knowing she was ovulating and could get knocked up. Fuck, that was now donning me. I lost my erection, but in the car on the way back, I kept picturing Ben’s big dick and it make me so hard. My hole needed him too. All the way back to the hotel, all I could think about is dick. When we arrived, we went up to the room, I text the black guy who called me a cuck all the time to let him know we were back. He texts me back saying, I left already but you will get plenty of dick cuck. I will let the guys know you are ready. By the way, there are some new arrivals. I also hear the cuck has a new boyfriend. Such a little fag you are. My dick was rock hard. I was not sure if him calling me a fag is what made me so hard or if the new arrives but in either case, I was about to take some major dick. It was no more than five minutes after we got back there was a knock at the door. I opened it and in came four of the guys from last night. The white guy explained that he would be leaving soon, and he wanted to toast us one last time before he left. One of the Latin guys echoed that he was leaving in the morning also. They poured us drinks and we toasted. Ten minutes later Maria was out, and they had me on my knees sucking dick while more guys entered the suite. Maria was being undressed and some new dark-skinned guy was eating her pussy. I could hear her moaning as this guy went to town. I was now getting face fucked as I huge dick went down my throat. He fucked it for five minutes and let me come up for air. I turned to see the guy pull off her pussy and turn to me. He was a dark skinned middle eastern guy. He stood up and he had a huge thick dick. Really fat, dripping precum. He winked at me and said, your wife is going to have my baby cuck in a heavy accent. I got sick to my stomach, I watched as he slides that big dark dick inside her and she just moaned as he slowly railed her. See cuck, women love my big baby maker. He fucked her for ten minutes, I could hear it as I sucked another dick while the guy who I had been sucking was now eating my hole and then the guy roared as he came inside her. He pulled out and came over, the guy I was sucking left and slides inside Maria, the dark dick was now at my lips, and he said, clean it off you fucking cuck bitch. I sucked his big dick as he coached me. His dick had started to go soft, but he was getting rock hard again. I heard a knock aa the door and the guy said, now you will get some real dick you fucking fag. He greeted the guy as he fucked my face and then he pulled out and turned my head to the darkest huge dick leaking precum out of a head that was so fat. The guy I had been sucking swatted down and told me to lick the head boy, show him you want it. I licked the head and tasted his precum. He was leaking so much; I licked all over and sucked on the head as much as I could. I was still getting fucked and the guy behind me came inside me and another slide in. I had lost focus on Maria, and I was all about this huge dick. The guy behind me did not last long, I had managed to suck on this guy's head but that was it. He was too thick to do anything else. He pulled out and squatted down and leaned in and kissed me. The other guy was still there calling me a fag, looking at that fag kissing a guy. The guy was not very good looking, but he could kiss. He grabbed my had and put it on his thick dick and I began to jack him. He kissed me hard, fuck I could hardly get my hand all the way around it. You are going to be my bottom tonight, I purchased you. Let’s get you dressed. I thought fuck, wait, seriously. I hesitated to try to think of a way out of this and the dark-skinned guy who called me a fag slapped my face and said, do not make me hurt you fag. I quickly go up and dressed as the huge, dicked guy worked his dick back into his pants and he motioned for me to come with him. I again hesitated and the guy slapped me harder. I was dazed as the big, dicked guy grabbed my hand and lead me out of the room, down the hall to the elevator and up three flight and finally to his room. Once inside he told me to undress, I quickly did. He then ordered me to undress him. I came over and before I could even start, he grabbed me and kissed me deep. He kissed me for five minutes and then pulled off. He grabbed my dick which was rock hard now. He whispered in my ear; you are going to be worth every penny tonight. He let go of my dick and felt my hole. Boy, go clean out. I have the shower ready for you. You will only have me cum inside you tonight, I want that hole fresh. I went to the shower, figured out how to clean out with the nasal on the long hose and watch as my ass sprayed out water and all that cum. I finally feel empty and sat on the toilet to make sure and more water sprayed out but finally went back out the hotel room and he was standing naked his dick rock hard and dripping. He motioned me over and handed me mouth guard, put these in he said. I slide them in, they were uncomfortable, he pushes on my shoulders, and I was soon on my knees, he pressed his fat dick on my lips, and I opened and licked his head, he pressed forward and forced my mouth open. He kept pushing and it began to hurt my jaw. He held my head and pressed as tears ran down my face and I soon could not breath. He held me there for a few minutes and then let my head go and I pulled back and coughed. This went on for the next twenty minutes. It had to be the fifth or sixth time he had made me gag and cough that I pulled back and started to pull the guards out, He grabbed my neck with both hands and choked me till I could not breath. He said, do not fucking do anything like that again. I own you; you will follow my commands little fag. He let go and slapped me across the face harder than the other guy had. I fell into the bed, and he pushed me up on the bed. I had not noticed them before, but he had restraints on the bedpost, and he fasted my wrist to them. He slides a ball gag into my mouth and fastened it before sliding two pillows under my stomach and then he started examining my ass. He spread my hole and rubbed his fingers over my hole. I heard him say, fucking nice. Before long I felt his tongue on my hole, soon his tongue inside me. It felt amazing. He ate me for ten minutes and I was moaning and pressing back into his tongue. He withdrew and then I felt wet and cold on my ass. It must have been lube, I felt something press inside me and then wet cold inside. He had pushed lube up inside me. Then I felt a finger inside me, then another. Soon he had four fingers inside me twisting them around. This was not the first time but the way he was doing it, it felt different. He pressed them inside me, it hurt some, but he kept hitting my prostate and making me leak precum. He kept saying open boy, you want it. Be a good fag and open that hole. It started to feel so full. He pressed and twisted, if I could speak, I would have told him to stop, it began to hurt like fuck. I tried to pull away, but he held me, so I pushed down, and he pulled my legs forward. Then he took a break and soon my legs were also fastened so I could not move much. He lubed me up more and again inside my hole. I started to feel warm inside. He rubbed my back and told me I was so close. He started fingering my hole again, this time using both hands sliding all four inside with one hand and then the other back and four and faster and faster soon all of his fingers were inside me a little as they passed each other and then he pushed them all in and stretched me. Then pulled them back and he did it again and again. Ten times like this stretching me each time and then back to pressing deep and twisting. He reminded me to breath, I inhaled deep as he pressed and twisting and then the pain became so intense, I think I passed out and when I came to, his hand was just passing past my ring and inside me. I began to panic as his hand moved a little inside me. He rubbed my back with his other hand and said, breath boy. You are doing so well little fag. My ass felt like it was tensing up and closing, he slowly pulled out and I screamed into the ball gag and pillow he now had my face in. I thought, fuck that is over, but it was not, he rubbed my ass and again started that fucking both hands thing and soon was pressing again his hand as my ass opened and he got close to sliding and, but I closed. He slapped my ass and said, baby you were doing so good. Open for daddy. He pressed and twisted and this time I felt the entire thing, the shape pain and the total stretching of my ring as his hand forced it open and then how it closed around his wrist. He stays inside me for five minutes this time. The more he did it the longer he could say. He withdraws one more time and washes up, then cleans my ass off. That is when I felt his huge dick on my ass. Rubbing my hole and then pressing against it. My hole opened and he slide in as my hole sucked on that big dick, it went in easy to start but after six inches I began to feel his thickness. He pressed in and hit my second ring. Boy, what did I tell you, I asked you nicely to open up! He pulled out and slammed back into me. It hurt like fuck, he did it eight more times then he said, this is the one. He pulled out and slammed inside me and broke through my second ring and deep inside. Once he was balls deep inside me, he rubbed my back and told me what a good fag I was. He fucked me for twenty minutes and shot his first load inside me. Then he went back to fingering and fisting my hole. He kept stretching me and pressing his fist deeper inside me. Good boy he said, your hole is swallowing my fist, good boy. He was getting so deep inside me; I would start to panic and then he would hold and rub my back and calm me down. He pulled out and shoved his dick in me and fucked me again till he shot deep inside me. This time he did not go back to fisting me he worked in a butt plug and cleaned up my ass and unfasted me. He led me to the shower and cleaned me off and himself and then leaned in and kissed me again. Sparks when through my body, I really did not even like this guy, but he make me so hot. He told me to get dressed, we were going to give my ass a rest he said. I got dressed, as did he then we left the room and down to his car. He drove use to an older part of town and parked in front of a shop with neon lights and it said Adult Store. I had never been to one, he led me inside and straight back to a booth area and went into number seven. It was larger. He started to video of guys fucking. Soon there was a finger at a hole. I had not even noticed the holes before. There was one on each side. He unfasted my pants and pulled down my underwear and pushed me forward so the guy could grab my dick. My dick was already half hard, the guy pulled it up and started sucking on it. It felt awesome, he was getting me hard and a few minutes later my Fister, Kevin pulled me back and tapped on the hole and a dick came through. It was fat and pale 8 inches cut with red pubes. He pushed on my shoulders, and I opened my mouth and sucked his big dick. He tasted so good, and I could tell he was loving it, five minutes later he was tapping on the way and soon he shot the sweetest hot cum in my mouth. I kept sucking him and he soon went soft, and he pulled out and back. He turned and pulled up his pants and left. Kevin helped me out of my pants, and he took my shirt off and there I was naked in the booth. I heard the door on each side open and close. Kevin put his finger up to the left side and an old guy with gray pubes put his dick through, then Kevin did the right. I big brown dick slide through. Kevin again pushed on my shoulders, and I sucked on this fat uncut dick. Ten minutes later this guy shot in my mouth, and I swallowed. I sucked three more guys of before a BBC slide through. This cock was thick and had to be ten inches long. I sucked it as much as I could. While I was sucking his huge dick, Kevin pulled the butt plug out, I had to lift some and to the side, but it popped out and my hole felt open. He pulled me up and backed me up to the BBC while he held it and I slide my hole onto it. The guy said, fuck yea, that’s some good pussy. I soon was all the way back on him past my second ring and he was slow fucking me. He fucked me for twenty minutes, he made me cum twice, once at ten minutes and I came again at 19 minutes. Fuck, he felt amazing. The poppers Keven was feeding helped a lot. The black guys slide a paper through and all it said was same time tomorrow. I said, okay. Kevin kissed me and told me I was a great bottom and hot that was to watch. I took three more BBC’s before Kevin had me dress and we drove back to the hotel. When we got back to the hotel, Kevin was on his phone and texting. I thought we were done but Kevin said, babe, you have more to do. I paid the entire night. I was tired but followed him to his room. We passed a tall black man in the hall and Kevin nodded at him. Once inside Kevin had me get naked. I heard a knock at the door and Kevin let the black man in. Kevin told him I was his boyfriend, and I wanted a huge black dick. The black guys said, sure that white bitch can take it. Kevin said yes! He needs it. The guy unfasted his pants and pulled out his fat soft dick and walked over to me. It had to have been eight inches soft, I pulled it up and began to suck on his dick as it grew and grew. He was even thicker than Kevin and so much longer. I had my hand on it and I was taking as much as I could. The guy pulled me up and turned me around and lubed up my ass and his dick and pressed me up on the bed and onto all four. He got behind me and pressed his dick against my hole and slide inside me, he looked at Kevin and said that is a good start, but I am only halfway in. He pressed me down and sunk his dick inside me. Kevin fed me poppers as the BBC raped my hole and drilled me deeper and deeper and finally got all way inside me. I was in so much pain as he rearranged my insides. He began to fuck me hard; I heard a knock at the door and voices. It did not seem to bother the guy inside me and five minutes later he shot is load inside me. He pulled out and the other BBC slide inside me as I heard him tell Kevin that was so great ass, thanks. He said he would be in town one more night and he wanted me again. I ended up taking three black cocks back at the hotel. Kevin fucked me one more time before shoot inside me. He finally let me go back to the room and I showered and crawled into bed next to Maria who had cum leaking out of her. I knew we both got used hard tonight, maybe I was used a bit more than she was.

Hi Jack here, I am 5'11 180 muscled, white and have a thick 8" dick. Some say beer can thick and that is probably the right size, if I put my hand around a beer can it feel right. I have a fetish for helping straight guys come out of the closet. I find most of them in local chat room or adult sites where you can talk freely about your fantasies and what turns you on. One of my favorite things to do is to ask advice and on a recent site and post I was looking to talk to other straight guys who have sucked a guy dick, no gay guys. I am not gay I state. I get tons of hit mostly from older closeted guy and of course some gay guys still hit me up. There were a few I did not brush off, young dudes who were prime to be cum dumps and hung dudes who would be great guys for any little straight boy I turned to both help him become a great cock sucker but a cum dump himself. I got more than more than 60 hits the first time I posted that question. There were only five that were truly straight. Two older married guys, two black guys one older and one younger, one young white dude who was my pick followed by the young black dude. Justin was his name he was 24 white, 5'10 190 muscled and swears he has not sucked a dick since college. He private messaged me : Him - He said sucking a prick does not make you gay dude I am proof. If you love pussy then sucking a dick will not change that. Me - Dude that makes a lot of sense, yes I do love pussy. When did you last suck a dick? Him - It has been a long time dude, have to admit every once in a while when I am drinking I think about it but I have no sucked a guys dick since college. Me - I have been watching Glory Hole Videos and I think that is the way I want to suck my first dick, what do you think? Him - I sucked a few dicks thru glory holes, at some parties, clubs and even ended up at a party once where I sucked off a few guys. Me - Dude you are making me crazy horny. I found this glory hole at a park that is supper private, I visited the other day but did not hang out to try out sucking dick. Building up confidence to do it. Did you swallow when you sucked dick? What does cum and precum last like? Him - Pre-cum is sweet most of the time, sometimes it does not taste but everyone's cum taste different and swallowing at first I did not but something felt wrong about not swallowing since I always made the girls I dated and date swallow. It started to become the hottest part once I was out from behind the glory hole and a guy could see me swallow his nut. Me - No fucking way, I am rock hard thinking about sucking dick, I think I will need to try that glory hole. Ever suck a BBC? Latin? Do they taste different? Him - Yes of course black guys dicks are softer but they seem to take longer to cum in my experience ad fuck they can be huge. Me - I think about BBC a lot, sucking it. Me - I made my mind up, thanks for your help I am going to go tomorrow on my lunch hour or after work. Him - Where in the city is this place, just be careful not to get arrested if it is a public rest room. They can be hot but there is a risk. Me - It is a semipublic rest room, it is owned by a business near a park so guys come in, a few that work there but most are there to suck dick or get sucked. There are two glory holes in the center booth should I sit there or one of the outer ones? Him - I think the center is the best but would need to see if to give you the best advice. me - Would you do that for me? Him - Sure, why not. I want to help out a fellow straight guy to explore, we have talked before and you helped me out with a couple of my Girls and making them cum from different positions in previous chats about a year ago. Me - Glad I could help and that you are going to help me out here. Here is the address 1245 Leado Street, When you get here go to the back of the blue building and there is a black door marked VNDX enter and you will find three sinks, two urinals and three stalls. Let me know what you think and I once you have advised let me know here is my number 619-555-1715 you can text me. Him - That is not to far from work, I will swing by at lunch and then text you later on and let you know. You can go later on that night or tomorrow and all. Me - Thanks dude, I owe you. Jack here. Him - Ryan here, glad I can help. I signed off and I got a text ten minutes later, hey its Ryan. Just wanted to make sure you knew my number when I reached out at lunch. So I can be available when you text when do you think you will be heading over. he text back 11:30 I already moved my schedule. Great I will be free to take your text whenever you hit me back and before two when I go into a meeting. He text back cool, talk to you soon. I knew he was ready to suck some dick, I text a few buds and got back on with a few of the other guys who liked their dicks sucked and sent me pics. I lined up two Latin guys, one Asian and two White guys to be there, The first two on the outer stall were Carlos and Dan. The rest were waiting in the park. I told them all to be there at 11:30 but for Carlos and Dan to get there at 11;25 so they could be in place before Ryan got there. It was not 10 AM, I put my phone on silent and made sure I was there at noon. Carlos is 26 tall and think with a fat uncut dick just over 8" and Dan is an older muscled guy with a long medium thickness cock around 9" cut. Never asked him how old but he must have been 45. I kept watching the clock and it was not 10:55 AM and the action should soon begin.