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Two o’clock in the afternoon and my dick was hard in my jock strap as I texted Joe “Right by your house. Wanna fuck?” It took about two minutes for him to answer the text. “YES!!” I put the car into drive and headed over. Knowing his partner’s schedule, I knew we would have about three hours of fucking ahead of us before he got home. When Joe answered the door he was surprised to see me dressed in scrubs with my hospital badge on. “Are we going to play doctor?” “We can if you want,” I said, “but I’m dressed like this 'cause it was the only way to get out of the house. I told Tom I picked up an extra shift. He thinks I’m at work.” “Nice,” he commented as he slipped a finger in my waistband and pulled me close to him, kissing me hard. As we kissed he untied the drawstring on my pants and let them fall to the floor, rubbing my ass and snapping the elastic of the jock against my cheek. He moved his hand to the front of my jock and took great pleasure in knowing my pre-cum was flowing. Joe snared a strand of pre-cum from my cock head, and fed it to me. “Mmmmmmmm,” I said tasting my sweet cum mix with his salty skin, but adding “I’d rather taste yours though.” With that he pushed me down to my knees, undid the fly of his jeans, and pulled out his thick seven inch cock. As it slid on my tongue I could taste his excitement. He forced my head down to his thick bush, making me gag a little on the head of his cock. Every time that I coughed on the size of his cock it would make him harder and harder. After a few minutes of sucking him to a rock-hard state, he lifted be up, took my scrub top and the t-shirt under it off. I managed to get my pants off using only my feet. He leaned me over the back of the couch and spent a few moments feeling the warmth of the crack of my ass. “You know just what I like: jockstrap, sneakers and tube socks.” He loved those striped gym socks from the 70’s that came-up to the knee. Joe knelt behind me, shirtless, his jeans undone, and started to furiously tongue my ass. He had one of those tongues that could go deeper than some dicks. He was a sloppy eater too, getting his spit all over the crack of my ass to the point that it would run down my legs so there was never the need for lube when Joe fucked me. He obviously loved eating ass, because I could see his rock hard cock sticking out of his jeans. After I was good and wet, Joe stood up and positioned his thick cock at the entrance to my ass with the order “Push back on it boy.” Slowly, I pushed against the couch and felt his cock slide into me. It seemed like an eternity as I slowly got used to Joe’s mammoth girth. Finally I could feel his bush against my ass his long heavy balls touching mine, which earned me the remark “Good boy.” At first Joe started out slowly pumping his cock in and out of me, sometimes letting it slip all the way out and shoving it back in, making me whimper a little as my ass had to stretch out again around his cock. As he fucked me he picked up his pace and his pre-cum was taking over the job that his spit had started. The more he fucked me the faster he would go and the more pre-cum he would produce. Every time he pulled away and slammed back into me I could feel his pre-cum and spit spatter between us. My whole ass and his entire crotch were covered in a mixture of pre-cum, spit and ass juice. I knew what was coming next from past experience with Joe. As he got closer to coming he fucked me so hard that it bordered on violence. He had no regard for any pain or discomfort that I might be in and only cared about releasing his load within me. This was when I loved getting fucked by him the most. Faster and faster the strokes came. Every now and then he would accidentally pull back to far and his cock would pop-out completely, and then he would shove it back in with a tremendous force. I could feel our juices dripping down my legs as he grunted “Fucking little slut. Fucking little bitch. Who’s fucking whore are you?” “You are, Sir.” “Fucking right. You’re my whore. My little fucking whore.” Suddenly his strokes got even harder and faster until he slammed into me and pinned me against the back of the couch and held me there. I could feel his balls emptying into my ass. After the first few initial spurts he did a few slow strokes in me to get the rest of the load out, shuddering as the head of his enormous cock rubbed along the inside of my ass. Once he fully withdrew, he snapped out the same order he always gave, commanding “Clean it off bitch.” Instantly I spun around and knelt in front of his dripping engorged cock and took it in my mouth. I could taste his cum, his spit and my ass all mixed together in an intoxicating cocktail. Suddenly I could taste his piss in my mouth. He always gave a little warning shot before giving me the full stream. “Don’t spill any bitch.” He let go with a hot stream in my mouth. I swallowed every drop, which earned me a bit more praise: “Good boy. Stand up.” As I stood he cupped the front of my jock with his hand and licked of the copious amount of pre-cum that had gathered during my impalement on his cock. He kissed me, backing my up to the couch and pushing me over so that my legs were in the air and he had full access to my used hole. He pulled by throbbing cock out from under my jock and let it rest against me as he stuck two fingers in my sore hole. Each time he went in and massaged my prostate, my cock would jump. I went to reach for my cock and got slapped across the face. “That’s my cock to play with, not your's, Bitch. Touch it again and I’ll have to restrain you.” To make sure I didn’t go for it again, I put my hands behind my back and just let him pleasure me. It seemed like forever as he played with my hole and stroke my cock using the cum he had deposited within me. He would get me almost to the point of coming and then let my cock go before I had the chance, repeating this over and over until he knew that the next time I would have no choice but to spew my load all over his living room. Then, just before I blew, he leaned over, took my cock into his mouth and sucked me off, even as he continued to finger my ass. It was all too much for me and I suddenly felt myself coming in his mouth. Once he was sure I was done, he grabbed me by the throat and brought me up to a sitting position. He then kissed me and released all of my cum into my mouth. We must have kissed for ten minutes, exchanging my load back and forth between our mouths. “Come on, let’s go get you cleaned up so you can go to work,” he remarked, enjoying the lie I would give Tom. Of course once in the shower he got hard again so he pinned me against the wall and again impaled me with his thick member. As my hole was swollen from his first attack, the pain was unbelievable, but so was the pleasure. Being a bit of a sadist, he took great pleasure in knowing how painful it was for me as he fucked me faster and faster. Just as I thought I couldn’t take another moment of his fucking, he came in my ass, remaining lodged in my hole until he went soft. Upon withdrawing, a pool of blood and cum dumped out of my ass onto the shower floor. And, as before, he commanded me to swallow his cock until it was thoroughly cleaned. We were in the living room and I was getting dressed when he asked what I was going to do with the rest of my evening. Normally, my partner wouldn’t see me until the following morning. “Guess I’ll go get a bite to eat and see a movie or three,” I said. “I got a better idea. Bend over.” Thinking he wanted to fuck me again, I remarked “We don’t have time for another session.” He slapped me across the face. “Shut the fuck up and do as you’re told.” I bent over the couch, wearing only my jock. “Spread your ass.” I spread my ass and suddenly there was a camera flash behind me. “Got it. Get dressed.” As I got dressed he explained his plan. “I’m going to make a Craigslist ad for you and you’re going to go to whatever address I tell you for the rest of the night. After every stop the guy will take a pic of your hole and send it to me. Once I feel you’ve been fucked enough, I’ll send you a text letting you know that I’m satisfied. At this point you can go home, go eat, or do whatever you want.” When I was finished getting dressed, Joe told me to go to the grocery store down the street from him and wait in my car for instructions. It was about a half hour when I finally got an address texted to me from Joe. I couldn’t help but get hard in my jock again thinking about what or who might be awaiting me at this mysterious address. The address ended up being a mechanic’s shop that I recognized from their advertisements in the local gay magazine. As I pulled into the lot one of the bays opened and a man in his early 50’s wearing a blue mechanic’s overalls unzipped almost to the crotch motioned for me to drive in. Once my car was in the bay the giant steel door closed behind me and the man opened my door and asked “Are you Joe’s whore?” “Yes Sir,” I replied as I got out of the car. He smelled like he had worked hard all day and my eyes couldn’t help but to follow his open zipper down his hairy body to a little patch of pubes sticking out where the zipper came together. “Good answer. Get undressed to your shoes socks and that jock I saw in the pic.” I did as instructed and the mechanic took a minute to fondle me briefly and check out the merchandise. “Follow me.” The mechanic led me to a back room that was dimly lit, all around us were shelves of car parts and in the middle of the room was an empty engine hoist. He took a piece of steel chain that had a clasp at one end and a big ring at the other and put it around my chest. He got the chain pretty tight on me then hook the clasp onto a link of the chain and the ring dangled from the center of my chest. He then pushed me back towards the engine hoist and hooked the ring to it. The whole time he was getting me ready I could see his massive cock growing in his overalls. Once I was secured to the hoist, he unzipped his overalls the rest of the way, slid them off his shoulders and pushed them down to his knees. His cock was longer the Joe’s and about the same enormous girth. “You still got Joe's load inside you?” “Yes Sir.” “Push a little of him out or this is going to hurt like a son-of-a-bitch.” With that the mechanic lifted my calves onto his shoulders and I carefully released a little bit of Joe’s cum. “Good boy.” The mechanic rubbed his hard cock all around my ass and then with one hard motion shoved his cock into my swollen sore hole. I couldn’t help but scream, but he didn’t care all it did was make him harder the more that I screamed. “Yeah, fuckin’ little whore. Like hearin’ you scream like a little bitch.” I would have thought that Joe’s cum would have lubed my ass up better, but there was still a lot of friction between the mechanic’s cock and my innards. With every pump inside of me my cock oozed out more and more pre-cum until it looked as if I had pissed myself. After a good twenty minutes of non-stop pounding the mechanic let out a big scream and I could feel his load shooting inside of me. He didn’t wait to go soft inside of me, instead he pulled his cock out, wiped it off with a blue shop towel and threw it on the floor. He then came over and undid the chain around my chest. “Lean up against that bench over there so I can send Joe his pic.” “Yes Sir.” I bent over the bench and spread my cheeks until I saw the flash of the mechanic’s camera. He led me out to the bay where my car and clothes were waiting for me. As soon as my ass was covered he opened the door and walked back in towards his office. I got in my car and checked my phone for Joe’s instructions. He sent me a text with my latest pic and told me to go to an adult theatre in a seedy part of town. I was to go to the part of the theatre that had the private booths and enter the third one on the right. Arriving at the theatre, I found the third booth on the right and opened the door. A tall skinny redhead was standing in the room playing with a guy’s cock that had come through the glory hole from the booth next door. “Who owns you?” “Joe does. He sent me.” “Lock the door, then come over here and help this guy out.” He waved the partially hard cock coming through the wall at me. I slid the lock in the door and reached for the cock in the wall. The redhead grabbed me by my hair and shoved my face towards the cock. “Suck it you stupid bitch.” I took the cock in my mouth. It was obvious from the saltiness and the pungent odor of sweat that this was somebody who worked outside all day and was just getting off before going home. While I sucked on the cock in the wall, the redhead undid my drawstring and my pants fell to my ankles, murmuring to himself “Nice.” He then spat on my hole then jammed a few fingers in. The next thing I heard was his pants unzipping and him spitting on his cock. Then he slammed the entire length of his cock into my hole, making me tense up and squeeze his cock with my sphincter. “Relax whore. It's not like you haven’t had any cock in there recently.” With him still balls deep inside of me I slowly relaxed and he started to fuck me hard and fast. All the cum from the earlier deposits was sloshing around and making his dick super slick. Meanwhile, there was no longer any question about how hard the cock in my mouth was: it was rock hard and the guy's balls were growing tighter and tighter against the base. Behind me the redhead was breathing hard and telling me how he was going to pump my ass full of jizz. After a few moments more the redhead came in my ass, yanking out his hard cock once he was done pumping his load in me. “Clean off my cock and get that cock inside of you.” As I started to suck the redhead I positioned my ass on the cock coming through the wall and backed up onto it until my ass was firm against the wall. The anonymous partner then started to fuck me hard and it wasn’t long until I heard him moaning on the other side of the wall while his cock pumped another load in me. “Now clean of his cock while I get a pic for Joe.” Once again the familiar flash went off behind me as I cleaned off the stranger’s cock, followed by him unlatching the door and exiting with the door wide open for everyone to see what a whore I was. Just then the manager of the theater happened to walk by and came into the room. He cleared his throat and I stood straight up with a startle. “We don’t allow that sort of thing in here. You’ve got two choices as I see it: I call the cops or I fuck you before you leave.” I didn’t say anything; I just bent over in front of the manager exposing my used hole. “Fuckin’ whore, I knew you’d choose that.” He unzipped, letting his hard cock flop out and hit my ass. He stuck a few fingers in my hole and spread some cum around my hole then he shove his cock in and went to town on my ass. It didn’t take him long before he was squirting jizz in my hole. After he had pulled out and I had cleaned off his cock I asked, “Can you take a pic and text it to my owner?” “Fuck yeah, why not?” I bent over and he took a pic of my ass to send to Joe. This time I was quick to get my pants up and followed the manager out of the booth. When I got back to the car and sat down I could feel my sore hole under me. It was aching from all the use it was getting. I was half hoping Joe would be satisfied when I received his next text. “YOU FUCKING WHORE! YOU LET SOMEBODY USE MY PROPERTY WITHOUT ASKING!! THAT’S GONNA COST YA!” About fifteen minutes later I got a text from Joe. It was to an address on the western edge of town and message saying to speak to Bill at the gate. I put the car in gear and got on the highway headed for my next assignment. To my surprise the address led me to the gate of the state prison. I pulled up to the guard shack and a uniformed officer came out. “Can I help you son?” “I’m looking for Bill.” “I’m Bill.” “Joe sent me.” A smile crept over Bill’s face. “Just a minute.” Bill went back inside the guard shack and talked with the other two guards sitting inside. They both got up and got a good look at me before Bill came back out with the instruction “Park next to that black Chevy over there and I’ll let you in. Make sure your pockets are empty and leave your keys in your car.” I drove over and parked next to a lifted Chevy truck. Then I placed my wallet, keys and phone in the glove box and got out of the car. Bill was sauntering over as I got out. “Put your hands against the vehicle and spread your legs.” Upon hearing this I instantly got hard in my jock again. Unfortunately, Bill was only making the request in order to search me. He patted me down everywhere and when he felt my erection under my pants he said under his breathe, “Fuckin’ faggot.” Once he was satisfied I wasn’t carrying any potential weapons he motioned for me to follow him. We walked for a while passing through two chain-link gates and finally into a building made of concrete block. Towards the end of a long hall we entered an office door with a plaque that read 'WARDEN'. Inside was a modest office suite with two chairs facing the desk, “Sit here and wait for the warden.” I sat down and Bill left the office, locking me in behind him. My erection was still going strong at the thought of being fucked by a warden in a prison. Little did I know what the warden had in mind for me. After a few minutes had passed I could hear shoes against the concrete hallway stop outside the door and then the tumblers in the lock start to turn. The door opened to reveal a mid-fifties man in a suit and tie who proceeded to walk over to the corner of the desk and sit with his legs apart so that one was on the floor and the other dangled off the edge of the desk. This position allows for the thin fabric of his pants to rest tightly against what looked to be an enormous cock and balls. I could help but stare at this man’s big package. He lifted my head by my chin to meet his gaze. “Joe said you were a whore.” “Yes Sir.” “He also said you needed to be punished for letting a stranger use his property.” “Yes Sir.” “Best way I can think to make a whore quite giving it away is to use it up.” “I don’t understand Sir.” “You will, but first I want to use that ass while it’s in one piece.” The warden got up and sat in his big leather office chair. “I want you completely naked and on your knees in front of me.” “Yes Sir.” I stripped and knelt in front of the warden who, meanwhile, had unzipped and pulled his big cock and balls out of his pants. I was absolutely fascinated by his balls as they were bar far the largest, lowest hanging set of nuts I had ever seen on a man. In fact they actually came out of his fly and draped down to the point that they rested on the leather of the chair. “Play with my balls while you suck my cock. I like ‘em pulled on.” Happily I obliged the man and started feverishly sucking on his cock while yanking and twisting his big balls. He didn’t say much except to instruct me to slap his balls a little. Whenever I gave them a light paddle with my free hand his cock would jump in my mouth a put out a drop of pre-cum. After a half hour of sucking his cock the warden wanted my ass. He turned me around and had me lean against the desk long enough to spit on my hole and work some of the loads out of my ass to use for lube. While his dick was only five to six inches in length, his mushroom cock head was amazingly large, and was even more menacing as he was wearing a gauge '0' PA through the hole. It felt awesome as I lowered my sore ass down onto this massive mushroom head and his piercing rubbed exquisitely against the inside of my ass. He let me ride it for twenty minutes, just enjoying myself and having a good time. Then he started to swell up like he was going to cum, that’s when he bent me over the desk and started to really fuck me hard. Within ten minutes or so he was pumping a hot load in my hole. He held my head down on his desk as his cock went soft inside of me. As he was waiting to pull out I heard his desk drawer open and then a sharp stick in my right butt cheek. The next thing I remember was waking up against a cold floor and my hands being cuffed together around something metal. As my eyes gradually cleared I was able to make out that I was in the communal showers. I tried to get up, but whatever I had been drugged with still had an effect over my muscles. Suddenly there was an alarming sounding off and what sounded like a stampeded of men coming towards the recesses of the shower where I was positioned. Sure enough, it had been the morning wake-up bell and the first thing the inmates did apparently was head in for a morning shower. Gradually I mustered enough energy to get myself to standing position just as the first of the men came in. They filled the room like swarming cockroaches and I was suddenly surrounded by muscled prisoners who were all laughing at me. “Hey look what the warden got us for good behavior,” said a tall white skinhead feeling the crack of my ass. As he pulled out a finger with shiny cum all over it he laughed and said, “Fuck it’s been used already.” All the men laughed at me as they stroked their morning hard-ons. “Here’s the deal whore, you’ve pissed off somebody pretty badly and you ain’t gettin’ out of here till we all get a chance to fuck you. So bend that ass over and take what you got comin’ to ya.” I did as I was told and the instant my ass opened up a cock was shoved in it. These guys weren’t so much as fucking me as they were using my asshole in place of their hands. One by one every one of shoved his cock into me, pumping furiously until he came. Given that they all had wanted to fuck me, but also had only a few minutes to also get a shower, the line of men moved quite quickly. As each man came, he would withdraw, soap up his softening cock, rinse off and leave. After an hour of constant fucking by a seemly endless number of men, another bell went off and the inmates left as quickly as they had come in. I stayed frozen in the shower, bent over and watching cum and blood pool at my feet. Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye was a familiar pair of leather boots. It was Joe, dressed in a prison guard’s uniform. I must have looked surprised to see him. “Yep, I’m a guard here.” In his hands were my clothes. He took a key from his belt and undid the handcuffs. “Here, get dressed.” “Yes Sir.” I got dressed quickly. “Come on.” Joe led me from the showers and out of the prison through various doors and gates until we finally ended up at my car. “Same time next week and next time I whore you out I better only get pictures from people I’ve given permission to be in that ass.” “Yes Sir.”
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Hi! I am new in this site. I feel very horny when I read some threads through the forum. I am not gay...but last month something happened to me. I was fucked bareback in one club....in the toilet! I feel very confused....the guy was brutal and dominant. He called me a sissy slut and said that he is not a gay but he will fuck me each time when he sees me. After that encounter...he has fucked me 10 times....and each time he was more and more brutal. He made me give him blowjobs....he fisted me....he milked me....he made me drink his piss....he made me swallow his sperm and made me eat my own sperm as well. I am tottally humiliated....but after the second time he raped me I started to enjoy it in some kind of a way. I think I started to like to be dominated by brutal and dominant guys like him. So now I am looking for guys who can know how to treat sissies like me....I need a dominant master who likes to humiliate sluts like me!
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One day I was IMing with John, a hot daddy that I love to service and he made mention that he would be moving. Being a good boy I volunteered to help. Actually, before you think of me as selfless, my motivation was that he would be employing some of his hot dad friends and maybe I could make some new connections. Before I went over to his house to help, I made sure that I was all clean and wore a jockstrap under my cargo shorts just in case anybody needed a quick fix. When I arrive there were about five older guys, including John, all piling items into the back of a rented truck and various pickups. I was disappointed when, instead of being offered a hot daddy cock, I was offered the other end of a rolled up rug to carry. It took about four hours for us to clear out all of the items from the house and throughout the entire four hours, not a single sexual innuendo was made. It was torture being around all these hot silver daddies who were getting sweatier and sweatier with every passing moment. Finally the house was empty and we all drove over to John’s new house as if we were our own little gay parade. After initial ooh’s and aah’s about how nice the new place, it was off to work again unloading all the items into the new house. Another three hours passed as everything made its way into the house and for most of the time I had a semi-hard-on in my pants watching this big sweaty men lift and carry things. The very last thing to come out of the rented truck was John’s sling. As I squatted down to pick up the bound steel tubes the back of my shirt rode up exposing the yellow strap on my jock. One of the guys noticed and snapped it, almost causing me to drop my end of the sling. “Nice,” he said with a devious smile. We hauled the sling in and got to work setting it up. I was hopeful that maybe they would throw me into it and fuck me, but once it was up they all went into the kitchen and started drinking beers. I followed them, although I looked back at the empty sling with longing. A couple of the guys, including John were seated at barstools in the kitchen and the rest were leaned against the counter on the opposite side. One of them asked where the beers were and instead of answering him John said, “Hey slut, go get my friends some cold one.” “Yes Sir.” I replied The guy that had snapped my jock earlier said to John, “How about he does it in nothing but his cute little yellow jock?” I looked at John and he looked at me, “Well, what are you waiting for slut? My friends want to see that jock.” I took off my shorts, shirt, shoes and socks, folded them all neatly and placed them in the pantry. John didn’t like messes left around the house. I went over to the fridge and got two beers out of the bottom drawer. As I bent over their cat calls and whistles made me get a raging erection that I had no way of hiding in my jock. I took the beers to the intended recipients, opened them and then stood by John. “Good boy,” he said as he patted my naked ass. Talk went back to changes that John was going to make to the house. I just stood there, leaned against John with his thumb hooked into the waistband of my jock and his other four fingers slowly caressing the crack of my ass. Then one of his friends said he needed to take a leak and John volunteered me as the urinal. “Use this slut. There's no need for you to walk all the way to the bathroom.” I went over to the man, knelt in front of him and undid his denim shorts. He wasn’t wearing any underwear and his dick leaped out exposing the fact that he has a huge PA in the head of his dick that was partially covered by some beautiful foreskin. “Put the whole thing in your mouth; don’t want to spill all over John’s new floors.” I put the man’s soft cock in my mouth and waited eagerly until he started pissing. At first he was a little shy, but as he got more comfortable the stream of piss got stronger and stronger. Occasionally I would have to slow the stream by pressing my lips against his cock, but I didn’t spill a drop. When he was done with his last spurts he gave me further instructions. “Now get your tongue up under that foreskin and make sure it’s all clean.” I did as instructed and ran my tongue under his foreskin, tasting the day’s sweat that lurked within it. “Good boy.” He pulled me up by my hair and kissed me, cupping my ass with one of his meaty hands. The friend that had originally noticed my jock now needed to piss, so I was instructed to go over and repeat the process with him. He had on white briefs under his shorts and just pulled them to the side to give me access to his cock. As he pissed in my mouth his cock started growing, at first in length, then to an unbelievable girth. The girth of his cock insured that I wouldn’t spill a drop since it effectively stretch my mouth to its limits, making a water-tight seal. When he was done he took his cock out of my mouth, squeezed a little drop of piss out and wiped it on my lips. “Hey John, how about we use your little slut here and test out that sling?” “Well Dave, I got to pay you all for helping me move anyway, might as well take it out of that whore’s ass.” Dave grabbed my arms behind me and led me to the room with the sling in it. Once we were in front of the sling, he spun me around, picked me up by my thighs and tossed me into the woven leather pouch. Two other guys grabbed my feet and put them in the leather stirrups that hung down from the top of the metal frame. The other two guys secured my wrists in restraints above my head, there was no way I could escape and I had once John placed the ball gag in my mouth there was no way for me to protest. “Hey John, where’s your lube?” “Packed in one of the bedroom boxes somewhere, but I know what we can use on the little fucker.” John left for a moment and came back with a frosty shot glass. “Every time one of my little sluts and I play together I always make them cum in a shot glass and then I freeze it.” He held the shot glass upside down and the heat from his hand made it release, revealing a two-inch frozen cum suppository. He rubbed the frozen treat around my ass hole and the heat coming off of me made it melt, which lubed me up for the insertion. Slowly he pushed the cum-pop into my ass. My dick was sticking out from under my jock, oozing tons of precum. Dave saw this and started stroking me. “Let’s get him all worked up so it melts faster.” With that, John started to work on my nips, Dave stroke and sucked on my cock, another guy tugged on my nuts and another started to open me up with his fingers. Before long I was shooting streams of cum across my face and chest. Dave joked, “I think that means he’s defrosted.” Dave’s thick cock was the first one to penetrate me. Slowly he eased into my hole and let me get used to his immense girth. When he thought I had gotten used to it enough he started power fucking me. It only took a minute before the friction between my tight hole and his thick cock, not to mention all the cum sloshing around in me, made him start shooting in side of me. The other two guys had average dicks and the excitement of the situation made them cum almost the instant that they slid inside of me. Once they were done they made their excuses and left, leaving me with John and the guy with the large PA who had pissed in me earlier. John removed the ball gag from my mouth and introduced us. “Boy, this is Frank. You’re going to be getting used a lot by him in the future since we’re going out and we’re both tops.” I couldn’t help but smile. “I think the little fucker is OK with that" said Frank. “Yes Sir.” “Good boy,” Frank replied. “It’s kind of hot in here, how about we take this outside to the pool?” John suggested. “Sure, let’s undo him.” Frank undid my ankles from the stirrups and John undid my wrists. We walked out to the back and John put a towel down next to the step and sat with his feet in the pool. Frank walked me down to the third step where my legs were in the pool and the top of the water would occasionally graze my balls. John took me by the back of my head and had me start sucking his gorgeous cock that already had me hard again just from looking at it, while Frank shoved his cock and PA in my hole. At first he went slowly, him relishing how tight I still was and marveling at how his cock stretched out my hole in the afternoon sun, me enjoying the feeling of his big PA rubbing against my insides. Slowly he built up speed and I could tell he was working hard from the sweat that would occasionally drip onto my back. Every now and then he would rest inside me, lean over me, placing he furry sweaty chest on my back and suck on John’s cock with me. This went on for twenty minutes or so and then Frank really started to get close and power fuck me. That’s when he really started to like my ass, because the harder I get fucked the tighter my ass gets. Even with all that cum in me I could still feel his hot load streaming inside of me as he yelled out “Fuck!” Frank pulled his cock out and sat down next to John. He had been fucking me so hard that his cock and balls were covering in frothy cum. John pulled my head off his cock with my hair and placed it in Frank’s crotch to clean off while he assumed Frank’s previous position and started plowing my ass. He must have been really excited by watching me get fucked so much, because it only took his a few minutes before I felt the familiar globs of cum being shot into me. He pulled out of me and spun me around so I could clean off his cock while Frank buried his face in my ass. I always thought John was an expert ass eater, but Frank took it to a whole new level. His tongue easily was in me two or three inches and he knew how to move it. As he ate my ass he stroked me. I could feel it building inside me and suddenly I let out a warning, with that Frank spun me around and took my load down his throat. “Thank you Sir.” The three of us spent the rest of the day and evening unpacking John’s things. Occasionally one of them would catch me in a bend over position and I would get another load in me. Finally at the end of the day they sent me home to enjoy some alone time, telling me to think about maybe joining them in their relationship. I didn’t tell them then, but there really wasn’t much to think about. The answer is 'yes'.
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Hello Sirs, I would love to serve any and all, it has been a very long time since I had a hot top to serve Sir. My name is Chris, I grew up in the Bay Area but have since moved away. I will be back for a few days in May and I would really love to be allowed to serve Sir. I am a submissive, total bottom and I really love to serve Sir. I love sucking cocks, getting fucked, watersports, especially being ordered to drink straight from the tap, taking loads, anonymous sex, humiliation, gang bangs and more. I would love to find a dominant top to take control of me and use me for HIS pleasure, whatever you desire, force me to serve whoever you choose, fill me full of cum, I would love to try to take as many loads as possible, leave my holes dripping, hanging open please Sir. I think it would be very hot to arrange a time to meet somewhere like Golden Gate Park trails. I will be waiting on a trail wearing sweats with no underwear my hole cleaned and lubed, you find me, walk up to me and with no words simply stuff your hand down the back of my sweats and ram a finger deep inside my hole. With me impaled on your finger you take charge and command me how to serve you Sir. Order me to strip and you take posession of my clothes, push me down to suck your cock, take me to your car to take me somewhere to serve you and others, whatever you desire Sir. Of course my duty is to serve YOUR pleasure Sir so if you desire another scene everything is all up to you Sir. If you are interested please leave me a message or you can contact me on cumsponge1962 at gmail dot com. I will be glad to send photos by email Sirs. Thank you for taking the time to read my message Sirs. I hope to hear from you soon. fukslave
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It was Thanksgiving and I had four empty days in LA to spend. A bad break up (though kind of my fault because I cheated on him many many times) resulted in me looking for a new place, but nothing was going to happen over Thanksgiving anyway and my family is based in Europe and hence couldn’t care less about turkeys.. So I hired a car and drove out to sin city. I found a cheap deal at the Venetian and was amazed at how big the rooms were. My plan was to gamble a little, get hammered on booze and maybe have a fuck or two and suck some cocks. Hence grindr was running and I pretty much messaged everyone close by. It was not as exciting as LA but some good hunks where there. One profile (38, 6’1, dark hair, musk, 9”) caught my attention. He called himself the “recruiter”. He said, he arrived with a couple of buddies, was staying at the Palazzo and they were looking for a new recruit to the bareback brotherhood. I have heard of the bbbh but thought it was more like an online club. It sounded intriguing. So I replied that I was interested and was keen to find out what it would involve. He said, I would get converted and marked and it would be a life changing experience. It was impossible to leave the brotherhood, but that being part of the brotherhood would mean endless piggy sex. “Sounds hot. Would love to hear more. Interested in catching up for a beer?” I wrote back. We met ten minutes later in the sports bar. I was wearing Jeans, shirt and hoodie while he appeared in leather pants, boots and shirt. Fuck that was hot. He grinned. “Hey boy!” “Hey Daddy!” “So boy, if you are up for it, a couple of things, you will be our boy for tonight and then an active member of the bbbh. You will pledge to never use a condom again and will take every cock that is offered to you. Your contract will be a tattoo on your left shoulder so that every member can see that you have taken the pledge and can use your holes for his cock. Should you ever top another member, you just like all other members commit to dumping a load into the bottoms hole. A bbbh fuck is only over after you left your gift behind. Understood?” I was completely taken aback but also horny as hell. Fuck, that sounds hot, I thought. My dick took over the thinking and even though my brain kept shouting to leave now, I followed him back to his room. Deep inside of me, I felt that I needed this. That I belonged to the brotherhood... When we got to his room, I saw four other guys, all in leather sitting around, smoking, drinking and wanking. Most were wearing chaps and all in their mid 30s. Me, with my 25 years, 5’8 was truly the boy in the room. “My a present our new recruit Steve! Soon to be class of 2013!” They all got up and applauded. I noticed that all of them were inked. Some more than others, but all had a biohazard tattoo either on their left shoulder or their right chest with a year underneath it. The guy who picked me up, took off his shirt and I saw his said 1999 and was on the chest. I asked how it got it, and he just grinned and said, “not as easy as it will be for you.” They told me to strip off and inspected me. The two youngest (class of 2010 and 2013) took me to the bathroom where my body and head was completely shaven. I was shaking as I began to grasp the impact this Thanksgiving was going to have on my life. Class of 2013 smiled at me, kissed me and whispered “you will love it”. Class of 2010 asked, “are you more of a red or yellow bottom?” I was confused. So he put his cock in my mouth while Class of 2013 was fingering my hole. “Tight” Class of 2013 announced. Class of 2010 started pissing. I was shocked as I never tried before but tried to be a good bottom and do what you have to do if a cock puts liquid in your mouth and swallowed. I loved it. “Yellow!” Class of 2010 announced, disappeared and returned with a yellow nasty pig jock. They then took me back to the rest of the group and declared me ready for the introduction. To be continued....- 8 replies
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Another true story. I am a cowboy at heart, and even used to bull ride. Was a great amount of fun. But as I got older I quit, but will still go to the stock shows, and rodeos when I can. One year I went to the Fort Worth Stock show with an older gay buddy of mine, I would have been about 28 to 30 then. We went around looking at the Horses, and cattle, and so forth, he was manning an exhibit for the company he worked for so I arranged to meet my buddy at the horse auction when he got off, but had some time to kill. As I wandered through the exhibits, I kept noticing this cute slim cowboy, I’d say he was late teens, early 20’s Red-headed, and about my height 5ft 9in tall. Every time he caught my eye, he’d wave and smile. Well I didn’t think much about it, I am known to be dense sometimes, and of course us folks here in Texas are normally friendly you know. Well it was getting close to time for the auction so I went to see if my buddy was there yet, and saw the red head sitting with a few other cowboys across from us. My buddy wasn’t there yet, and the auction was still setting up. I needed to piss bad, so I went on to the restroom. There was a waiting line out the door. When I finally got into the restroom, there was a tap on my shoulder, about the time someone came out of a stall. I turned and it was the young red headed cowboy. Hi, I’m Mike he said and offered his hand. I responded good to meet you I’m Stewart. Then turned and opened the door of the stall. With the room full of guys he followed me in and with a grin said can I join you? A little startled I said sure, and he closed the door behind us. As I unzipped and took out my cock he did the same and then reached over to hold mine as I took a piss. That made me hard almost instantly, he bent down and took my cock in his mouth and swallowed some as I was finishing. Then started to give me a blowjob right there in the stall. I know everyone could hear me moan. I could hear laughter from some of the other guys. I grabbed the back of his head and proceeded to fuck his throat, he took it all, and had tears in his eyes as he did. I took his cowboy hat and hung it over the plumbing fixture. This went on for a couple of minutes, and I lifted him back up and kissed him, sticking my tongue down his throat. I reached down and started jacking his cock, and working my other hand down the rear of his jeans and briefs, till I found his hole and worked a finger up into it slowly. He moaned. I pushed his jeans down, turned him around and ripped a hole in his briefs, then pushed him over the toilet and spit on my fingers and started working them up his ass first one finger then a second, damn he was tight. He was moaning so loudly I took my other hand and stuck my fingers in his mouth to muffle his moans, and crys, he bit down on my hand as I replaced my fingers with my cock, and stared to slow fuck him. I held him tighter against me and bit his ear, then whispered You like this don’t you cowboy I asked as we rocked back and forth. It sounded like he said yes, and I fucked harder, as my own jeans fell around my ankles. As I fucked him I reached around and started jacking his cock again, it must have grown to 8 inches by then. Suddenly he shot all over my hand and the toilet. I pulled my hand out of his mouth and moved the other up to it and said lick it cowboy, so he did. I came then filling him. I pulled out, grabbed some toilet paper and cleaned up some. Then zipped up, pushing my still semi-hard cock back into my briefs, and then my shirt tail, and turned him around, he had this glazed look in his eyes. I kissed him again, and could taste his cum on his lips. Thanks Mike, I said, that was hot. Can you meet me outside? I can’t he said my boss and the others are probably looking for me right now. I picked his hat back up and put it back on his head, as he started pulling his pants up and buckling his belt. I opened the stall door . About time you boys finished someone said as I exited, and went to wash my hands. Mike headed on out the door. When I left the restroom, I went back to the auction, my buddy was there. Where have you been he asked. I had to take a pee. Well I went to the restroom and didn’t see you in there, you must have gone to the other one? I do have a story to tell you though about some guys fucking in there. Everyone was watching the stall, surprised nobody called security. I pointed to the young cowboy sitting with his group as their horses came up for the auction. I think he’s damn cute what do you think Brad? Uh, yea, definitely your type he responds, but not a chance you’ll ever get that little straight boy my friend. You think he’s straight? I ask. He just looks at me, we’ll get you laid this weekend I promise and he grins. And we watched the rest of the auction. Straycowboy
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I was a janitor with the education department for a decade. I had started in the high school cleaning up after the snotnoses and then finally improved my lot in life by moving up to the junior college and adult school campus which was also closer to my apartment. I had known about one student starting when he was in the high school but as with the other kids I wasn't interested in wasting my time other than a polite "How's it going?" in passing. I mostly ignored the kids since most were of low morals, surly, dopers and hoodlums. The adult school and college seemed to have brighter and nicer students. The main requirement was being over eighteen to attend the adult school or college, as well as passing basic tests to enter the college. The student I had known of in the high school befriended me when he was eighteen and a half while attending the adult school. He was pretty good looking, about 6' tall, somewhat slender, and had the long blond hair most young guys seemed to sport back then. I myself was just over 6', 275 lbs, just beginning to bald and gray and fifty-one when we first talked to each other. "Jim." I said when we shook hands. "Rick." he replied. His hand seemed small in my nail-bitten bear-paw, almost like shaking hands with a woman. It was a week later after our after class chats when he came on to me. I rejected his advances politely but I did help mentor him so he could finish his remedial classes and get into the college. A year and a half later he began classes at the college. I continued to see him since the college and adult school were on the same campus with the college on one side, the school on the other and two middle buildings and the big gym being used by both. Rick was doing good with some of my help and finally graduated from the two year junior college with an associate degree. We hugged on his last day on campus and I didn't see him until two and a half years later. The thing about that was that although he had earned another degree at the four-year, he was whoring and hustling. I was in town and happened to see him. He thought I didn't know what the area was so he smiled. "Hi Rick" I said as I hid a smirk and wondered why he was selling sex instead of getting a job. "Hi Jim" he replied and we shook hands. He seemed a little dirty, not as kept up as he had been on campus. He had worn a preppy outfit including white shirts, a sweater-vest, dark slacks and leather sandals. On the street he wore pastel shirts, the sweater vest and dark slacks and loafers instead of the sandals or sneakers. He had cut his hair shorter. We talked a while and I saw him again a few weeks later. He then asked me if I wanted to get my rocks off. "I don't pay for it" I told him. "It's on me, Jim. I'll admit I had the hots for you for ages. Now please fuck me" he gushed as I tried to hide my astonishment. We went to an abandoned parking garage where whores and dopers did their thing. In a somewhat private corner of a vacant parking space between the wall and a seemingly abandoned pickup, he knelt and unzipped my jeans and fished out my uncut dick. I had some cheeze under my foreskin but I enjoyed that great feeling when a good cocksucker licked and ate it from under my hood and off my prick and swallowed it. He ducked his head under my gut, sucked my dick into his mouth and sucked on it while inhaling my sweaty crotch. My dick felt really great as he licked and sucked on it til it was hard. He opened his mouth and pulled his head back. "Want to fuck me up my ass?" he asked. "Sure. But you'll need to suck it clean after I cum" I replied. "No problem, stud" he grinned. I was glad we never kissed knowing what he did with his mouth. He stood up, dropped his pants and bent over the open tailgate of the old pickup. I spat on his asshole, stepped up to him and inserted my dick up his ass which was quite loose so my dick slid right in. I gripped his hips and hilted myself, flexed my fifty-five year-old love-muscle in him and fucked him. I fucked him easily, enjoying adding the fella to my list of conquests. I pumped his ass for about five minutes, slowly increasing my pace as I got closer to my climax. I grinned and pushed my glasses back in place and continued fucking him. My dick got hotter, closer and my balls drew up, then I then felt my dick swell and again hilted myself, gave some short quick thrusts and blasted my middle-age chub-bear cum up his ass as I held his hips, spurting my jizz up his hole. I held my position for a couple of minutes before pulling halfway out and shoving it back in to pump more spunk into his ass, which was a good cunt, better than most vaginas I've fucked. I thrust again, hilted myself, held my position and then pulled out. He stood up and thanked me for the fucking. "No problem Rick" I said as I stood facing him. He finally remembered to kneel and suck my dick clean. His mouth made my dick feel good all over again as he licked and sucked it clean. "I need to piss Rick" I told him. He didn't try to pull away so I held his head and soon rewarded him with my afternoon beer-laced piss. He gulped it good without letting any leak out between my shaft and his lips. I was satiated and felt great once he finished drinking my piss and sucking on my dick more until it was clean. He sucked off of it leaving it clean and dry and kissed it and my sweaty scrotum. "You're a good piece of hole. I'm glad you're doing good for the men" I said, as he stood up. He said he had tried gay sex in the four-year college and got his mouth and ass broken in there. He had been anally raped a month before graduating. He had been whoring since graduating the four-year college he had transferred to after graduating the junior college. He'd looked for a job and after a series of short term jobs and a stint in a small rock band he found that hustling and whoring was easier. "I have a buddy who might want a piece of your ass if you don't mind, same terms" I told him. He asked who it was and I told him my friend Clarence. He knew Clarence but as with me he didn't know the man would just as soon fuck him as look at him. Clarence had said he wanted to fuck him some day while we shot the shit on our lunch break. Rick didn't really want to do Clarence, but since he owed me he capitulated.
