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Chapter One I’m Dan, 35, stand right at six-foot, decent worked out dad-bod from having just finished a two-year stint in the big house for some white-collar bullshit and boy does it feel good to be home. I was released last week and earlier today I got the keys to my new apartment. The place is a fucking showpiece, and I am standing in the middle of my living room wearing nothing but a pair of tight briefs, rubbing my cock and looking around soaking in my new digs—floor-to-ceiling windows framing a neon-drenched city skyline, the lights pulsing like a heartbeat across polished hardwood floors. Marble counters gleam under recessed LEDs, a bar cart in the corner holds a bottle of 18-year-old Macallan, its amber glow catching the light. Modern art—jagged red and black slashes—hangs on the walls, and a low beat of music pumping from hidden speakers, blending with the city’s distant thrum. Amazing how different a person’s life can be in a mere matter of days. It’s my first night here, a fresh start after wasting the past 24 months of my life doing time with a bunch of (mostly) idiots. I sprawl out on my black leather couch and push my briefs down to my thighs, a crystal tumbler of whiskey in one hand, the other beginning to stroke my seven-inch long and beer can thick cock, feeling it pulse in my hand, I take a deep relaxing breathe enjoying some privacy for the first time in literal years. My skin is tingling, my breath heavy, the city lights painting my bare chest in blues and pinks. I sit up and grab the torch and my pipe off the coffee table and fish out the fresh bag of tina I bought earlier, and I light up, letting the drug take over. The tina – a fun new habit that I actually picked up in prison – rushes over me and as I blow my first big cloud I look down at my cock between my legs and watch it swell up and throb, the tina clearly doing its thing. My heart drops and I’m quickly on my feet as I hear my front door swing open—no knock, no warning—a feel liquid splashing onto my chest, my cock, and down to my toes as my unexpected guest causes me to spill a cool $100 worth of whiskey. I spin around so fast my hard cock hits my thigh with an audible thud and I see this kid wearing what looks like fucking overalls standing frozen in the doorway, like he’s walked into a trap. The kid, who I later learn is named Zach, is 19 and the dude is rocking a seriously buff body, five-foot-ten, messy brown hair spilling from a backward cap, his navy maintenance jumpsuit—all grease and dirt stained—clinging to his buff frame and hiding what I later find out to be a body covered in some very well done tattoos. He is clutching a battered toolbox, a screwdriver dangling, his green eyes wide with panic, sweat beading on his forehead. “What the fuck!?” I roar, yanking my briefs up, my heart slamming, my thick cock still half-hard causing me to fight with it a bit to get it back in my underwear. I look at this kid with rage knowing the moment I waited two years to enjoy is now shattered and it’s his fault. “Who the hell are you, barging into my place at—” I glance at the wall clock, its sleek hands ticking past 11:47 PM—“almost fucking midnight?!” Zach stumbles back, the toolbox crashing on my beautiful freshly waxed hardwood floor, tools scattering—a wrench skids under the coffee table, a tape measure spins across the floor, a hammer thuds against the baseboard, and this shit-show is starting to really piss me off. “Oh awesome, yeah man go ahead and fuck up my new floors. Shit while you’re at it go ahead and throw a hammer through my goddamn television bro”, I growl at him with words drenched in condescending sarcasm. “Oh shit, I-I’m-fuck man, I am SO sorry dude, errr I mean, fuck, I am so sorry, sir!” he stammers, his voice cracking, his face flushing red. “I’m Zach, sir, maintenance. I work for the building. I misread the work order—thought it said 17B, not 17D. New tenant is moving in tomorrow and I have to go over this punch list and I just…I’m an idiot.. This was a mistake sir, I swear! And I didn’t see nothing anyway!” Even from a distance I can see his hands tremble, raised in surrender, his eyes darting from my glare to the floor, and I catch a flicker of curiosity, lingering on my briefs, where my cock is still thick and ready and the tent it is causing has become unavoidable not to mention I notice one of my balls is refusing to stay inside my underwear. I walk towards him and in seconds I’m in his face growling. “Bro, you think you can just waltz in here?” I snap, inching closer, my voice sharp, slicing through the thick air, the tent in my briefs now pressed up against his leg. “I was in the middle of something private, kid. First bit of privacy I’ve had in a long time and you’ve gone and fucked it up. You have got some fucking balls boy.” The situation is tense, the various lights casting jagged shadows across Zach’s nervous face, I smell the scent of his sweat—salty, mixed with motor oil and some drug store cheap cologne hitting my nose. My anger’s hot, but his youth, his desperation, sparks a different heat, and I notice my cock is now twitching despite myself. Zach drops to his knees, scrambling for his tools, his hands shaking, the jumpsuit pulling tight across his muscular thighs. “Please, sir, don’t tell building management,” he begs, his voice raw, nearly breaking. “I need this job—my boss has been itching to fire me, and this would be the end for me. I am seriously begging sir, please, I will do anything to make it right.” That word—anything—goes straight through my ears and right down to my cock. I take a closer look at him, his green eyes meeting mine, wide and pleading, the bulge in his pants appearing to make them a bit tighter. I cock my head to the side silently wondering if I’m seeing his cock grow in there. I am silent while I weigh my options, watching his chest rising and falling fast, the air thick with tension and I realize that this kid all hidden behind this stupid work jumpsuit is actually really, really fucking hot. I lean against the marble counter, crossing my arms, my cock now hardening fully, straining against my briefs ready to poke a hole right through them. “Anything, huh?” I say, my voice low, a smirk curling my lips, heat spreading like wildfire between us and I slowly begin to rub my cock through the outside of my briefs. “That’s a dangerous promise in this house young Zach.” His eyes are now glued to my cock, his body in a state of shock at what is happening. I reach into my pocket and pull out the bag of T and admire the crystals glinting like diamonds under the LEDs, the sharp tang of my earlier hit still lingering and the rush of the drugs still coursing through my veins doubling my confidence and aggression. I clear my throat so I can reset my voice to something deep but not so threatening and I ask him “So, Zach, you didn’t see anything, is that right?” With his mouth still a little open in shock he clears his throat and shakes his head with a resounding “no”. With a menacing chuckle I push my briefs down to my ankles and let my cock bounce free. “Ever tried this?” I ask, holding up the bag of T, watching his eyes widen as I ignore the fact that my thick hard cock is now standing at full attention pointed right at him. “Uhh, is that” he begins to ask, and I cut him off before he can finish. “It’s crystal meth, Zach. Tina. Its these magic little crystals that will make you feel alive and if you’re lucky it will make you want – no, it will make you NEED to fuck like you’ve never fucked before”, I answered him grabbing my cock with my free hand and giving it a slow stroke. He shakes his head fast, his cap nearly falling. “N-no, never,” he says, his voice shaky. “I don’t do drugs, man. I can’t.” His eyes flick to the pipe on the counter, then to my face, panic flaring, his cock so clearly now pulsing in his jumpsuit. Zach nervously starts playing with his hat moving it as if trying to straighten it somehow and then looks at the ground as he says to me “and uhh sir, I really am awfully sorry about interrupting your night and all. I didn’t mean nothing by it and before you get the wrong idea sir, I just wanted to let you know that well, I have a girlfriend and uhh sir, I’m straight”. I step closer, my bare feet silent, my face now inches from his, each step causing my thick cock to sway and slap against my right leg, then my left, back to my right. My voice a growl, I get less than an inch from his face and whisper in his ear “you want me to keep this quiet?” I say, holding up my phone, thumb hovering over the screen with the building management’s contact pulled up. “Then don’t play shy. You sure as shit weren’t shy when you barged into my apartment catching me with my cock in my hand now were you? So come on man, relax and have a little fun. Since now I know that you DID see something I’m going to need a little leverage here Zach. You’re going to have to take one little hit on this pipe dude, or I’m afraid I’ll be calling your boss as you walk out the door.” His breath hitches, his hands clenching, his eyes darting between the pipe and my phone. “I... I don’t know,” he whispers. “Can’t I just... fix something, clean up, anything else?” I lean in, my breath hot against his ear, seeing this young buff boy quiver under my command now has me so hard I’m starting to leak. “This isn’t a negotiation, kid,” I say, my voice firm. “Take the hit, or you’re done. You said anything—okay, prove it.” With the pipe between my fingers, I extend my hand his way offering him once last chance to redeem himself. He swallows hard and I notice his Adam’s apple bobbing, and after a long moment, he nods, defeated. “Okay,” he whispers. “I’ll do it. One hit, and then I really got to get to work next door sir”. I light the pipe, the flame dancing, the crystals melting into acrid smoke. I take a hit first, the rush slamming my veins like lightning, my senses sharpening— the drug coursing through my veins now making my cock throb even harder. I pass it to Zach, guiding his shaking hands, his lips trembling as he inhales. He coughs a bit, and I notice his body shuddering as the tina hits. His pupils dilate, his shoulders relax, a dazed grin tugging at his lips. “Holy... fuck,” he murmurs, his voice hoarse, his cock now pulsing and throbbing harder, the strain against his pants more now more evident. “Fuck Mr., that’s... intense.” I laugh, clapping his shoulder, my hand lingering on his warm muscle. “Welcome to the ride, kid,” I say, the tina deepening my voice and I begin to squeeze his shoulder. “Ah fuck” I say as I squeeze both shoulders in tandem. “Kid you are tense as fuck. Why don’t you sit down for a minute, and I will rub out some of this stress.” I can tell the kid is debating his options in his head so I bend down, pick up my briefs, and tell him “I can throw these back on if that helps you make up your mind kid”. “Ugh, no sir, it’s cool I don’t mind. It is YOUR apartment after all. Your cock looked like it was getting uncomfortable in there anyway” he responded, the tina making a noticeable different in the boy’s confidence with me. I cock my head back in surprise and respond saying “you been looking at my cock Zach?” I asked him, a smug smile pasted on my face. “Ugh, well…. Mr. that enormous bulge was kinda hard to miss. Pretty sure you could see it from space” Zach replied as he too began to grin, clearly proud of himself for the corny joke. “Is it cool if I hit this again?” he asked me as he reached for the pipe. “Sure kid, smoke as much as you want, but do me a favor and follow me over here to the couch so we can sit for a minute, and if you don’t mind how about you lose the fucking pants on your way. What? I’m supposed to be the only one here walking around my apartment with a bulge you can ‘see from space’, I taunted him. He froze, staring at me and clearly running scenarios through his little jock-boy head. I waited, giving him some time to figure out his next move. When I noticed he started to get a little shifty, his nerves beginning to make him question if this was a good idea after all, I stood up and grabbed my phone, my hard cock pointing directly at him. “Zach, take off your fucking pants and come sit down or I’m making the call. Your choice”. Without saying a word, he took a step toward me as he began to remove his work jump suit. With the work jump suit now on the ground he looked at me directly in the eyes as he peeled off his shirt, revealing a beautiful, toned body covered in colorful tattoos. Next, he unbuckled his pants, and in one swift motion he had pulled them off, now standing in front of me wearing nothing but his boxers. I took the pipe and filled my lungs with a massive cloud of our shared drug, and I tossed the hot pipe on top of the heap of clothes he had just taken off and I grabbed him, putting one hand roughly behind his head and drawing him in close I kissed him, blowing the tina from my lungs into his mouth and watching his eyes grow wide as he realized I was filling him with the drug, his eyes then closing and he let go and began to embraced what was happening. My hands roamed his body, feeling the tight muscles on his young back, sliding them down into his boxers and sliding them down with one hand as the other explored his thick jock ass. I looked down at his big hairy cock and I smiled, grabbing it with one hand as I walked him backwards towards the couch, pushing him down into the cushions. I knelt between his hairy muscular legs causing him to spread them wide and took his cock slowly into my mouth. “Ohhh fuckkkkk” he groaned, as I ran my tongue under the ridges of his cock head and slowly pushed his cock down my throat. I still get hard when I think about how his cock smelled and tasted – the salt from his sweat and his precum mixed together - nothing short of intoxicating. I kissed his inner thighs while slowly stroking his wet cock causing a desperate whimper to escape his chest. I kissed him until I reached his balls, running them through my mouth before taking his cock down my throat once again. He put his hand on the back of my head, and I let him begin to fuck my face. Between the tina coursing through his body and attention I was giving his cock I could tell he was in another world of pleasure. His breathing became more rapid and his thrust down my throat got more intense. I knew he was getting close and would want nothing more than some to release his load and empty his nuts down my throat and just as I knew he was on the edge of a life changing orgasm I pushed him back into the couch, his cock sliding out of my mouth and flopping on his tight hairy stomach. He looked at me with such sad, confused eyes, searching my face trying to figure out why I had stopped the fun. I grabbed the pipe and put it in his hand while slowly stroking his cock. “Hit this again and then follow me to my room. I have something in there I want to show you”. After taking a few generous hits off my pipe, we walked down the hallway towards my bedroom, passing art on the wall that cost me more than this kid would make this year. Turning the corner into my bedroom I watched to see his reaction to the sling I had installed next to my bed, a black leather sling, chains bolted to the ceiling, light from the hallway glinting off the metal. “Whoa….ugh… is that?” he started before I cut him off once again. “A fuck sling? Yeah bud, that is exactly what the fuck it is. I put boys in there when I want them to feel all of me. When I want to go deeper inside them than anyone ever has. Now, do me a favor big guy, and get in” I barked at him. He looked at the sling then back towards me, then back at the sling again. “Get. In. The. Sling.” I growled at him. Zach froze, his tina-fueled eyes wide, his cap slipping off his sweaty head. “A sling?” he says, his voice cracking. “What the hell? Now you want to fuck me? Dude….this is getting out of hand I... I don’t think I can do that man. I mean fuck dude, I’m straight!” He steps back towards the hallway, his cock still throbbing, his body betraying him with his own curiosity. “Can’t I do something else bro? Clean your place, fix your pipes, run your errands, or fuck man how about we go back to the couch and just finish what we were doing out there” he says as he looks back toward the sling, “anything but that” he said as he took a dramatic swallow causing his Adam’s apple to visibly bounce. I stepped closer toward him, my chest inches from him, my cock pressing up against him. “No deal, kid,” I growl, my phone in hand again, thumb grazing the screen. “You want me to keep quiet? Okay. I know how to keep a secret. But my silence has a price. Get in the sling.” I growl. “Now.” “But, ugh, Mr.”, he started to protest. I cut him off again. “I am not ‘Mr.’, kid. Stop calling me that. I am Daddy. When you are in my apartment and ESPECIALLY when I allow you in my sling you know me only as Daddy. Understood?” His eyes widen, his breath shaky. “Daddy? That’s... weird,” he says, his voice trembling. “I can’t do this, man. It’s too much.” I grabbed his cock and gave it a rough, hard squeeze while telling him “Zach, this rock hard cock in my hand is telling me you want this. You said anything, right? You walked into my apartment and caught me with my thick hard cock in my hand and of all the things to offer – all of the ways to fix that situation – you CHOSE to offer me ‘anything’. You want this Zach. So be a man and not a little pussy bitch and get the fuck in the sling for daddy” I say, my voice unrelenting, the tina fueling my dominance. “Daddy is here to protect you from those fuck-heads downstairs in the management office. And Daddy is here to make sure you have a good time tonight, but you need to trust me.” I grabbed his cock and slowly stroked him again as I whispered in his ear “remember how Daddy made you feel a few minutes ago? You get in my sling, and I promise to make you feel that times a thousand.” He swallowed hard, his eyes darting to the sling, the tina and my hand stroking his cock starting to strip away any last resistance. “Fine,” he whispers, his voice barely audible. Looking at me with such adorable pleading wide eyes he says “But...sir, ugh, I mean, Daddy, if it gets too intense you gotta be cool with me jumping out of that thing, okay?.” I nodded, smirking, leading him to the sling. I admire his young tight body as I watch him climb in, the leather creaking, chains swaying, his body exposed, legs spread, eyes wide with fear and tina-fueled anticipation. I lean in between his legs and blow another cloud into his lungs and as I pull back, I let my hands trace the lines of his body while I tell him “Daddy has you son. It’s just you and Daddy here, our private little world. Just us here, our secret world, you can relax.” I put the pipe in his hand and he looks up at me for approval. I bend down on top of him in the sling and kiss him, this time deeply and intense, my hands roaming his face and the back of his head while my tongue explores his mouth. I pull away from our embrace once again and with my face less than an inch from his I tell him in my most gentle voice “Baby boy, you don’t have to ask to use Daddy’s drugs, you understand? If you’re my boy and I’m your Daddy you never have to ask. All of this is yours. Now, take that pipe because I love seeing my big muscle boy get spun and horny for Daddy. I want you to show me the biggest cloud you can possibly blow.” He took the pipe and inhaled deeply, and I encouraged him to keep going. “Thattaboy, don’t stop now. Keep going boy, fuck you’re doing great that is going to be a huge cloud – Zach you are making Daddy SO proud”. I couldn’t help but notice that his cock twitched every time I referred to myself as Daddy. This was going to be fun. As he is lighting the pipe again I grab the lube, my heart pounding, the tina making every detail vivid—the chains’ creak, his skin’s heat and his trembling strong young limbs. He blows a massive cloud above us, and I chuckle, thinking to myself that if he wasn’t spun before he sure as fuck was now. I hand him a bottle of poppers and tell him to take a nice long hit, and as he inhales the popper fumes, I slowly slide a lubed-up finger up and down his ass and then slowly around the outside of his hole. He lets out a deep guttural groan as the poppers work their magic and when I feel his hole begin to relax, I enter him with two slick fingers, slow, deliberate and deep, not stopping until I was knuckle deep, his tightness gripping me, drawing a sharp gasp from the boy. “Fuck, man!” he yelled, his voice trembling, his body tensing and pulling back as much as possible. I pause, my hand on his thigh, my other hand at his hole with my fingers now knuckle deep inside him as I probe searching for the spot that is going to make this boy mine. My voice is now firm, having lost the softness from a few minutes ago as I respond: “That’s Daddy, kid. Not man, or sir or dude or bro. I am Daddy, isn’t that right son?” I ask him as I slide my fingers out and then roughly back inside him. He yelps and his body jumps back a bit, but he nods, and I see tears pricking the corner of his eyes. “Sorry, Daddy,” he whispers, and although he is shaking from nerves, I see his cock laying on his hairy stomach continuing to throb, the tina amplifying everything he is now feeling. I slide my fingers out of his hole and press my cock up against it. He is shaking badly, clearly very nervous about what is coming. “Daddy” he says looking at me with such wide innocent eyes. “Is this going to hurt?” he asks me. This causes me cock to throb, and I can tell he could feel it pulse against tight young hole. “Zach, I’m not going to lie to you”, I tell him. “This is going to hurt badly at first. You feel how hard you’ve made my cock? This is all you boy, you did this” I tell him as I make my cock throb against his hole again. “My cock is so hard and so thick right now because of you, and so yes, when I push inside you buddy it is going to hurt, it might feel like I’m ripping you open but I need you to trust me, okay? If you solider through the pain that my hard cock is about to bring you then I promise it will pass and the pleasure that will replace it will be more intense than anything you’ve ever felt or even thought was possible to feel. Think you can be brave for me and take Daddy’s cock bud? Think you are man enough to take a hard thick cock like the one pushing up against your hole right now?” He nervously bit his lip and looked up at me with a blank stare. “Remember Zach, the pleasure will replace the pain. Now get ready big guy because here it comes” I tell him, as I enter him, slow and deep, my thick hard cock—veined, rock-hard—stretching his tight hole, an unrelenting force opening him up, continuing to get deeper until he had taken all of me, the tina amplifying the burn inside him as he takes every inch. And then, just as I bottom out inside him, he screams, a primal, raw, piercing cry, his body tensing, tears now spilling down his cheeks. “Fuckkkk! Fuck Daddy, fuck it hurts so bad! It hurts too much, please take it out Daddy please” he yells, his hands clutching the chains so tight his knuckles are white as a ghost, the sling beginning to rock wildly. “Ughhh Daddy it’s too much!” His cock softens slightly, his body shuddering, his tear-streaked face screwed in racked in agony. “Breathe, Zach,” I say, my voice steady. You took all of me son, you have every inch of your dad inside you” I say to him as I lean down and kiss him. “I am so proud of you son” I whisper as I begin to pull back and stand in between him. “Okay son, you’ve taken all of me like I knew you could. Now blow a cloud for me while I’m inside you” I order him. He obeys and I feel him relax a little as he exhales the cloud. I grab the poppers and give him a good shake before putting them under his nose telling him “you’re doing so good son, making your dad so fucking proud. Now I need you to inhale these deeply until you can’t inhale anymore, understand?” He obeys again, inhaling so deep I wonder if he is going to pass out when he feels the poppers hit. When I hear him exhale I also feel him relax and the vice grip his ass had around my cock begins to release a bit. I watch his eyes roll back in his head as he offers me a desperate moan. “Ahhhh that’s my fucking boy. I can feel you relaxing son, fuck you’re doing so well. Now dad is going to start fucking you” I tell him, my thrusts gentle, giving him time to adjust. “The tina’s gonna make it feel so good. Fuck son you feel amazing. That’s it. Relax for dad, open up and let dad inside. In and out, in and out, fuck boy you feel so good, that’s right baby, in and out, all the way in and all the way out”. Zach’s cock has come back to life, now standing at full attention and beginning to leak at I slowly slide inside him and press my cockhead up against his spot. I pass him the pipe again and told him it’s time for another big hit. “Another already dad?” He hesitates, then obeys and inhales, coughing, the tina hitting hard, his body relaxing even more, his cock now throbbing in between us. “Okay, Daddy,” he gasps, his voice shaky but desperate for more. “It’s... better now. It’s feeling better, ughhh fuck its feeling good, so good, you can give me more Daddy I’m ready.” My thrusts deepen, the sling rocking, chains creaking in rhythm. “Yeah? Its feeling good now baby?” I ask him as I pick up the pace, starting to really fuck him now. “How’s Daddy’s cock feel now?” I ask, my hands gripping the chains, my cock so hard and thick, hitting the deep spots within him, claiming and owning him fully. His moans shift, pain fading to pleasure, the drugs taking over, amplifying every thrust. “So fucking full, man,” he gasps, his body arching, his cock throbbing, precum dripping. I pause, my voice sharp. “That’s Daddy, Zach. Don’t make me remind you again” I growl as I pull fully out and slam my cock back inside him. He nods, wincing at the pain. “Sorry, Daddy,” he says, his voice raw. “Fuck daddy your cock is...fucking incredible. Please keep going, deeper daddy go deeper” he begs. The tina’s got us wired, the room pulsing, the music thumping in my chest and my cock continues to claim him. “You like Daddy’s cock stretching you?” I growl, my thrusts steady, hard, deep and unforgiving, hitting sensitive spots that make him moan louder. My voice raising above his moans I demand him “Tell me, kid. Tell me what Daddy’s cock is doing to you.” His moans grow raw, I feel his body now fully surrendering. “Fuck, Daddy! Ugh I don’t know how to describe it, its like you are filling me up, ughhh so fucking full, but I can never be full enough,” he says, his voice breaking, “I will never have enough of you Daddy!” he cries out.“ Your dick’s so big... feels so good, please daddy don’t stop.” For him, it’s a revelation—pain turning to euphoria, the sling’s vulnerability making him feel alive. For me, it’s power—his moans, his tightness, the tina making every thrust electric, this strong young buck being fully owned by me, taking him to places nobody else ever could. The city lights spill through the window, the lights and his tattoos painting his skin in neon, the apartment our private world. I lean closer, my breath hot against his neck, my thrusts now relentless. “You’re Daddy’s boy tonight,” I groan, my cock filling him with precision. He moans, his eyes glassy, tears dried, replaced by hunger. “It feels so fucking good, Daddy,” he gasps, his cock pulsing and untouched. “Love how you’re fucking me. Love being your boy, Daddy, please daddy please never stop!” I grab his cock and the second my hand wraps around his meat his climax hits, explosive, his cock pulsing in my hand as thick ropes of cum shoot and then spills across his chest and stomach, the tina making his orgasm feel endless. “Oh my fucking God Daddy Daddy DADDDDYYYYY!” he cries as he begins to bust, his body shuddering, his green eyes wide. “Fuck son look at that load you gave me” I tell him as my thrust now slam in and out of him. “Daddy needs to cum now baby. Where should Daddy put his load son?” “Please give me your load Daddy, please cum inside me and make me fully yours, please daddy please” he begs. I grab the chains of the sling as I release the violent roar from deep within me and I begin to fill him, ropes of my cum shooting deep inside him. We collapse, him in the sling, me against the frame, both panting, the tina’s buzz pulsing. I summon the strength to brush his hair out of his eyes and slowly pump in and out of him a few more times, making he moan and grip the chains once again. As I pull out and kiss the hair plastered to his forehead he looks up at me with those big green eyes and asks “You won’t tell, Daddy?”, his voice soft and submissive. I smirk, grabbing his face in between my hands and whisper “Our secret, kid. You fucking earned it.” A faint unease flickers and disappears, his youth, the tina’s grip, the intensity of our fucking now having fully drained us both—and we collapse in my bed, he finding his way into my arms, both of us lost in the high, the sling our anchor, the city a silent witness to the beginning of something we both deeply felt, raw and real, both of us filling a void in the other, making us now somehow fully complete.

Just wow. following the previous 2 encounters with Rob & Dean, they planned a third. We made the plans to meet and they made the details very vague, replying to my questions only with "don't worry how many arrives, prepare for a night of fun" so I did just that, around lunch I started prepping myself with saltwater cleanse and got my hole squeaky clean for anything it might be getting, and since my partner said he couldn't join us due to work, I got a load from him to pre-lube my hole, got an Uber and arrived to their place around 5pm. My only instructions were to arrive, let myself in, strip, get on my knees and were a blindfold that they prepared for me, then someone will come and take me to the play area. So I did just that, I entered and was alone, stripped, on my knees, put on the blindfold and waited till I heard footsteps coming towards me, no words were spoken and I was just lifted by 2 men and was carried downstairs, i started hearing voices, men talking and cheering as I was brought to the room till I was placed on a sling, had my hand and legs tied and then I heard Rob announce: "this slut is here for us to use, he can take it all so have fun". my cock shot up and I was almost shivering from the excitement, not knowing how many men are going to use me or how lol. they suddenly all went silence and I heard them getting closer till I felt the warmth of bodies standing next to me. then I felt hand all over me, face, body, cock, ass, I was touched everywhere, like I was being explored till someone strayed probing my hole with fingers, feeling the wetness inside me and asked "how many loads you got slut?" I answered that just the 1 and in desperate need for more! "don't worry, you'll have a cunt full of loads you'll be leaking for a week after we're done with you!" then it began, poppers were placed in my nose and I inhaled about 10 huffs they gave me before it was taken and a cock was shoved in my mouth while another was pushing in my hole, first it was just a tease to with the cockhead but then it went all the way till I felt the pubes on my skin. Game on! This started the rough fucking my hole while I was sucking all the cock I was given, till the guy fucking me announced he was going to load me and I felt him buried deep in me and shooting a super hot load in me. then, it was blur, one by one I was fucked by all the men there, I loss count but each and every one of them fucked hard, had nice cocks ranging from normal to enormous till I felt a familiar cock and heard my partner saying "you didn't think I'd miss an opportunity to see you getting used by over 20 men?" Wow! Knowing how many men are there and having my partner there with me got me into overdrive and I just begged them to use me hard! My partner kept plowing me and showing the rest how hard I can take his 11" thick monster before he shot his load and then he was replaced by Rob's 11" equal that was fucking my hole just as hard. 20 something loads later they were done with round 1 and was taken off the sling to a mattress, where I was instructed to sit on an cock that was laying there and I began riding him with my sloppy cummy hole, it felt amazing and soon after I felt a second cock pushing into my hole and so a double penetration session began, fucked by 2 at a time by all of them, changing all sort of combinations while sucking the cocks to clean, tasting the cum and my ass juices till Dean was giving me his cock, asked if I was thirsty and I knew exactly what he mean, I nodded yes and immediately started feeling a warm stream of piss in my mouth, while I was still being fuck hard! It was a bit hard not to spill a drop but I managed and then quickly replaced by another giving me another piss load! I was in piggy heaven!!! When they all finished fucking my hole like that and coming a second load in my gaping hole I was laid on my back on the mattress with my legs up and then I felt someone starting to piss on my hole before shoving it in me continuing to fill me with piss before he started fucking me hard while I felt piss started to drench me from the men standing next to us, pissing all over me. when the guys pulled out from my hole it was replaced by a hand that slid right in, my hole was already so opened and slick with more than 40 loads + piss load that I just felt it all sloshing in me while the fist was playing with it. poppers were placed in my nose again and a fist session began, I was drenched in piss, smelling like cum and sweat and I was loving it, the energy in the room was mesmerizing and I couldn't stop. it went on for a while and I was fisted, fucked and loaded more and more by all the men there, from time to time I heard my partner commenting on what a good slut I am, Rob and Dean the hosts that kept edging me on to take all the men that they invited, calling me a cumdump whore that will take any cock all I could do is moan like a bitch around the cock that was filling my mouth to clean. this entire session went on for hours and hours, I was fucked in any position, back on the sling, spit roasted on all 4, on a fuck bench, even in the air as I was held by a bull of a man with a beautiful cock, must've been 10" and then another was pushing in, they were double fucking me like I was just a piece of meat and I was loving it! then they began to leave, after dumping their load in me I could hear them saying goodbye to the hosts, thanking my partner all while disregarding me which only turned me on even more. Suddenly the blindfold was taken off and I saw my partner, rob and dean standing next to me smiling and still hard and telling me I took total of 31 men tonight, 102 loads that was marked on a board after every load that was dumped in my cunt, no to mention the 3 loads that I shot handsfree while I was pounded by all the men. heaven! they wanted one last load so I was placed in the sling, my hole was just leaking cum and basically a completed mess as they fucked me hard and fast, dumping their loads in me, then giving it to me to clean and when they were done, I was plugged by a huge plug to keep it all in, I could feel the cum sloshing in me as I stood up and we went to take a quick shower all of us together. I just put on my jock and kissed them all goodbye, thanking them for a wonderful time as my partner walked me to our car and we drove home, that was when I looked at the clock and it was 6am! I was being used for 12 hours straight and it was just fucking amazing. when we got home we went straight up to our bedroom, I stripped and crashed on the bed with my partner telling me how proud he is of me taking it all, seeing how happy I was during the session. We kissed and I just fell asleep in his arms, I was exhausted. a happy piggy, cum filled, ruined hole. To sum it all up: 31 men 105 loads Till next time 😉

Lansing—April, 2024 The very next night, Muscle Ass and I met again. We really wanted to play together in front of others—incorporating men into our play if they wanted to join us. We talked about where that might happen. I thought the nearest bathhouse would be incredibly dead on a Thursday night. There would likely be only cocksuckers at the bookstore nearest us. I suggested we go up to the bookstore that might as well be a bathhouse with the various playspaces they have. And we might have horny college guys on a Thursday. So, off we went… The parking lot has a few cars. We are hopeful. We leave our coats in the car, go in and pay the admission. This place is huge. Muscle Ass follows me to the locker area. We strip down. I am wearing my boots, ripped jeans, and the shirt I usually wear to the bookstore—which has convenient button-down pockets filled with lube and poppers. He has boots, a tight, thin shirt showing off his muscled chest and some shorts he can quickly step out of to get down to his jock. I have brought a lock. The key goes into the left button-down pocket. I give him the tour. The gay area is chilly on this very cool April night. That rules out the sling there. (Though he likes the looks of the stocks next to it.) I lead him back the way we came in and point out the sling in the corner, hidden by a half wall, as our likely fuck place. There are two men in the room outside the sling area, stroking to three screens of porn. We go down the ramp into the final area where there are glory holes, a slurp ramp and a farther room where there is a padded platform. Men are sparse. We decide to go to the sling behind the half wall. He strips down. I unbutton my fly and get my cock out. I want to be warmer more than I want to be naked. Muscle Ass has stripped down to his jock and socks. He kneels on the floor and takes me into his mouth. I get hard fast—a combo of his excellent oral skills and the idea someone will soon be watching. And almost instantly there is a man here, leaning over the wall. Nothing much to look at, but I invite him in. He watches Muscle ass blow me. He’s excited. He takes out his cock and strokes. He reaches out and gently squeezes my balls under MA’s chin. “Turn around,” I tell Muscle Ass. He leans against the half wall, jutting out that muscled ass towards me. I go to my knees and begin rimming him. The extra man goes to the floor. First he plays with MA’s pouch, but then sucks me, at a very odd angle, as I rim. The hole fully opens to my tongue. He loves showing off, I think, as much as I do. “Get in the sling.” He does and gets right out so we can adjust it to my height. “You gonna fuck him?” asks our spectator. I nod, and go to my knees, to rim just a little bit more (and grease up my cock.) I suddenly stand up, surprising our spectator, and slap my cock on MA’s jock pouch. He groans—and I push through his still puffy ass lips and begin to fuck. “Damn…” says the spectator. He goes to his knees to watch, in close-up, my cock plunge in and out. I pull out and offer him my cock. This makes him take off. MA is more than willing to crane around and lick his ass juices off me. I let him get me good and wet before I re-enter him and fuck… * We walk around a little. A few more men have arrived. We see two college guys who look like they go to the gym together—both sporting hugely muscled arms from their sleeveless shirts. They go into a dark corner to suck cock. We go to the padded table that is right next to them (though there is a wall separating us.) I tell him to get on all fours so I can eat out his well-fucked ass. He does. And I slobber noisily into his loosened pucker. I rear up and fuck him. Making noise, hoping the guys will be curious enough to at least take a look at us. No such luck. I concentrate on fucking, though I hear one of the hot arm guys get off. Other men do wander by and watch us. But no one wants a turn up his ass or even in his mouth. I eventually pull out, kneel and revel in the ass juices seeping onto my tongue… * We sit in the big room, near the sling with the half wall. We agree to split and see if we can ‘get into trouble’ on our own. He disappears back towards the glory holes. I stay where I am. There is good bi-sexual porn right in front of me. I take out my cock and stroke. A larger man, a decade of two younger than I, stops in his tracks as he’s about to pass me. He comes over. He is pleasant. I like his smile and his shaved head is hot. We chat. He asks politely if he can suck my cock. I nod and he goes down on me, just as Muscle Ass walks by. He smirks and keeps going… * “Did you want to eat my ass?” I ask Muscle Ass when we next find each other. He does. We go back to the sling behind the low wall. I strip out of my jeans, slipping the boots back on. I am surprised—I am not instantly hard—even with his terrific tongue working my hole like crazy. I realize I am not used to showing this side of myself in public—and the moment I think it, my cock says ‘what the fuck’ and hardens up. I see various men pass on the other side of the wall. The shaved headed guy who sucked me watches for a time. I keep hoping my dick will draw them in. Nope. Just voyeurs. When his knees get tired, we switch places. We both think we should cut our losses and go. But we both want me to load that muscle ass first. I get to work with my tongue. My already hard, dripping cock, stiffens completely. Muscle Ass is moaning. I think he is kneading his cock through his jock. I spit one more time into his hole. I stand and enter. Fuck, he’s squeezing me in welcome. I fuck him hard, pull out and rim him again. I hear him popper up. I do the same. My head is swimming as my tongue works on automatic. My cock tells me I need to get inside him. Now. I stand up. I sink into his wet, very used hole. In seconds I am unloading my cum. Lots of it, he tells me as we get dressed…as it’s still dripping out of him… * While we didn’t get what we wanted, we both enjoyed our time there. I wished that his trips to Michigan could include a weekend, but that is not likely to happen. He really wants to see me fuck someone else—so I am sure we will do something like this again. We both agreed we need to find a way to get the two of us to Chicago for some real fireworks. The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Muscle Ass Gets in a Public Sling April 20, 2024

My Playroom—March, 2024 Keshawn and I had not seen each other since I had a gig near his home, back in the early fall. We kicked around several ideas of another meet, but nothing fit both of our busy schedules. I got a text at the beginning of March asking if I could play during the day. I could, but I didn’t have the time for the round-trip travel down to him as my gig was each evening that month. No problem, he would come up to me. So right in the middle of the month, he arrived, looking good and horny as fuck. He used my shower to prepare after his almost three hours in the car. I found some Skynmen porn and put it on the big screen television. I melted some coconut oil. In no time, we were naked in the playroom… Keshawn is so ready for my dick. He climbs right into place on the fuck bench. There is no thought at all of warming me up with his mouth. And that’s just fine. I am rock hard looking at his full ass cheeks. I go to my knees, pull them apart and my tongue spears into his warm pucker. He gasps—and then begins to pant. I lick and spit and poke my saliva deep inside him. I smear the coconut oil all over my cock as I eat him out. I stand up. My dripping cock head slaps against his hole. I hear him popper up. I push in. Damn, he’s tight today. I tell him so—and how good it feels. He tells me it’s been a while since he took cock. I am already fucking him with deep, long strokes. I can’t help it. My hairy pubes are grinding against him as he takes my full length with each thrust. I pull out. I bring my wet cock to his mouth. Keshawn loves the taste of his own ass. He sucks me clean, spending some time on my balls, too, where the coconut oil and ass jizz have pooled. I go back. I don’t bother to re-lube, I slide back in with his spit on my dick. His face is focused on the mirror on the side wall, that reflects his ass being hammered by my cock. I slap his butt. Hard. Making his ass contract around my cock. He groans. I moan out how good he feels, gripping my cock. I slow the fuck down. Each. Stroke. Deliberate. And hard. Keshawn groans again and tells me to fuck him faster. I do. Repeatedly. Another session of sweet ATM. He licks me clean, swallowing down his ass jizz. His tongue can’t stay out of my piss slit. One more round of fucking before he gets up to stretch his legs. Now he kneels in front of me and gives me the kind of cocksucking that usually starts our sessions. He leaves me dripping with precum and his spit, before climbing into the sling. I return the favor by kneeling and tonguing his well fuck hole. His ass lips are beginning to puff up. I spend a lot of time sucking them into my mouth and teasing them with my tongue. “Fuck...” he groans. I hear the poppers open. The sniff for both nostrils. The cap going back on. I time it to stand up and enter him just as the fumes take hold. It’s a chain rattling fuck. I don’t know what is making me fuck him so hard today. My hips have a mind of their own. He is jerking his own massive cock now. I bat his hand away at least twice. I don’t want this to end too soon with him shooting. I pull out and go to my knees. His ass is oozing coconut oil, looking just like a big cum load leaking out of him. I tell him so, before my tongue cleans it all up. I fuck him again. His eyes are on the mirror above. He hand is on his cock, jerking it and squeezing the head. Still inside him, I can bend over the lick up the precum he squeezes out of his long cock. He shudders and takes his hand off it. I drill into him faster and faster. I need a moment after this fuck. I pull out. I sit on the bed, catching my breath. I’m aware of Jake Morgan taking dick on the television—but I’m not really watching. I can’t take my eyes off Keshawn’s wet ass. I kneel before it. I pull the full cheeks apart once more. I worm my tongue is as deep as it can go. Keshawn moans out something about how good it feels. I keep going, lubing my cock all the while. I stand up and fuck. His hand is all over his own dick. It takes no more than a dozen strokes of my cock before he fires off a big load all over his abs and chest with an “Argh!!” My hand goes from holding the top bar of the sling frame down to mopping up his jizz with it. “You know I’m going to fuck this into you…” Keshawn whimpers. I know I can keep going for a bit—but I will need to stop soon if I can’t get off, too. My cock is covered with his cum. I push it into his hole that started so tight and is now a mancunt. I hit the poppers myself and begin to fuck in the slippery mess of his ass. In seconds, I am close, it feels so wet and sloppy. And slippery. My cock loves fucking in load… And I’m there. I fire off round and round. Mixing my cum with his jizz deep inside… The original post is here: From My Side of the Sling: Fucking a Load Out of Keshawn April 4, 2024

My last load was a fantastic finish to a seven load cumdump weekend. One of my regulars had wanted to fuck me all weekend but hadn't had a chance, but finally got free late Saturday night. He shot me a message on Grindr and I told him to get over here. He'd fucked me a couple of times, but always blindfolded. He'd have me unlatch the door, jump in my sling and put the blindfold on before he came in, get hard quickly, and give me a brutal fuck from his huge dick. I've seen pics of it, but always soft. I'd guess it's probably 9x7. I know he's thick as hell. Few dicks make me feel that stretch on first entry, and he certainly does. So he gets there and apparently someone is hanging around upstairs outside from my room and he wants me to make sure he can just walk in. I'm not keen on leaving the door unlocked with someone outside so I tell him I'll just watch and open the door when he gets there for him and jump in the sling when he gets in. He said cool, told me what he was wearing, and don't worry about the blindfold. I was kinda excited to get to see him. I watched through the peephole and as soon as I saw him opened it up. He walked straight in and I locked the door and quickly jumped in the sling. As I get settled and me legs in the stirrups, I look over and get my first good look at him. Holy fuck! I'd known he had a nice body but dude was ripped as fuck, dark black skin, and his dick was huge just hanging there as he got undressed. His face was as hot as his body, looking much younger than his kid 30s he'd told her he was. He grabbed the lube and stood a little ways away as he looked at my hole as he stroked himself hard. I was fingering my hole and it was twitching as I watched him grow. Finally seeing his dick I realized I'd underestimated him. He was probably 10 and as thick if not thicker thana coke can, and now rock hard. No wonder I felt the stretch when he entered me. He let it hang there for a minute when he saw me looking, then stepped up between my legs, pressing himself up against my hole. He's fucked me enough i know exactly how to adjust the sling so he was lined up perfectly with my hole. I took a big hit of poppers and he started to penetrate me. He entered me using a strong, slow thrust, and my hole quickly opened up to let his head in, but he didn't stop there. He kept pushing into me, still one strong stroke, deeper and deeper until he pushed against my second hole which he pushed right through, eliciting a loud moan from me. I could feel my hole spasming around him as he continued to violate my body with that huge cock. I was in a mix of extacy and pain, but this is how I love to be entered by a man with a huge cock and the whole loved being able to mount me in one thrust. Soon he bottomed out, having fully mounted me, and sat there for a second feeling my ass twitch around him. I took another big hit of poppers as he pulled out to just the head, and thrust every inch back into me. He went slow at first, but soon picked up speed. Soon he was ramming that huge piece of meat into my guts, every inch, every stroke, so hard I had to grunt just from the force. He kept this up for a little bit, until he suddenly pulled completely out and stepped back, looking at my quivering and gaping hole. I took the opportunity to hit the poopers again, and as soon as I was done he shoved every inch back into me and resumed the brutal fuck. He was pummeling my prostate and between that and the poopers, I knew I was about to have an anal orgasm. Soon he pushed me over the edge and I felt my hole start to spasm as the pleasure gripped my body and I let out a yell. He never stopped, keeping up his relentlessly assault on my hole, causing me to orgasm again and again. Finally he grunted "Yeah, fuck cum on my dick. FUCK you're gonna make me nut!" And he slammed his dick into me a few more times until he lets out a yell and stays balls deep inside me as he unloads. I feel the pulses deep inside of me and I work his cock with my hole, milking his cum out of him. When he was spent, he stayed deep inside of me, enjoying the feeling of my now cum filled home gripping his dick. Suddenly he yanks his dick out of me and stands there for a second twitching from the sensory overload. He grabs the towel and wet wipes I left for him, cleans off, and within 5 minutes, is dressed and headed out the door. I hop out of the sling, light headed from the brutal fuck and hear my phone go off. It was a message from him "Amazing hole as always man, looking forward to stroking that hole some more on your next visit." Stroking and destroying is more likeit. I smiled and flopped down on the bed, my hole aching in that amazing way you can only get when completly violated. I fingered my hole, hoping for some cum running out to taste, but was out of lock. He'd planted his seed so deep inside of me I wasn't sure I could push it out, and as a good bottom cumdump I certainly wasn't doing that. Like the others that weekend, his seed stayed deep inside of me, soaking into my body as I fell asleep, my hunger for being bred sated for the moment.

Hey guys. This story is inspired by my new SEXY buddy, TexasTwink . He's cute, and you should all write to him to thank him for this story idea. Thank you, TexasTwink. 😉 Please Use a Condom - Chapter 1. A buddy of mine, Sam, has a penchant for corrupting young ‘safe sex only’ guys. Over a few beers, he told me about this one guy he was planning on bringing over to the dark side. A sexy twink from Texas met him in an airport bar and confided that he wanted to be used by several guys at the same time. He fantasized about being taken raw by multiple men, but wasn’t quite ready. He asked my buddy if he’d be willing to help him. He told him he’d come up with something. They exchanged numbers and boarded their flights. They had kept in touch and the twink was going to be traveling back through town for work in a while. My buddy told me that the twink was passing through in a few days and wanted to invite me to join in the festivities. We were going to meet in a bar on Friday night and get the twink some liquid courage before heading back to my buddy’s playroom to have some piggy fun. I could tell from the pics that Sam shared with me that the twink was beautiful, mid-20s, blond hair hanging in his face and over his ears, great smile, and a nice slim body. His jeans showed off his curvy meaty butt. I arrived at the bar first and was pretty sure the cute guy at the bar was the guy we were to meet. A few guys from around showed up before my buddy, and we were all eyeing this tasty-looking twink. I saw Mike and Bill, two POZ guys I’d swapped loads with in the past. There was an older bald heavy-set guy with a beer gut and a massive barrel chest who Mike introduced me to as Ron. When I shook Ron’s paw, I saw a biohazard tattoo on his furry forearm. A sexy Latin guy greeted Ron, who, in turn, introduced the two of us. The Latin guy's name was Pedro. No word or sign if Pedro was POZ or not. The twink was clearly nervous as he downed two beers. My buddy showed up and sat down next to him giving him a big bear hug before introducing us all to ‘tonight’s entertainment.’ We shared a few beers as the twink loosened up. My buddy had his hands down the back of his jeans and was clearly fingering his hole. The twink was squirming and cooing, clearly loving his fantasy coming true. Sam took care of the tab, and we all headed outside to walk the short distance back to his place, arm in arm. The twink was a little drunk, but still very much in control of what he wanted. When we got to Sam’s place, he let us in and led us down to the basement playroom, complete with a leather sling, and a wall of toys. We all helped the twink undress down to his jockstrap. Just as Sam was about to help him into the sling, his eyes flashed wide. He held up his hands as asked if he could have a moment alone with Sam. The four of us went back upstairs to get undressed and get ready for some serious fucking. Sam came upstairs to find me on my knees switching between the cock of my old and new friend. "Bad news, guys. Our twink friend is scared to take so much raw cock. Now, he’s gonna let us fuck him, but there’s a condition: we've gotta use a condom." Mike reached into his pants, puddled on the floor, and pulled out a wrapped condom and commented with a sly smile "I've been saving this for someone special." Sam looked concerned and countered saying "Come on, guys. If he wants us to use a condom, we should honor that, right?’" Sam took Mike’s condom and made sure it wasn't stale, and that the wrapper was intact, asking "You sick fuck didn’t stab this with a pin or anything did you?" Mike shook his head no. My sense was he was being honest. Sam’s concern devolved into a sneer. He asked us to wait right there for a moment. I went back to sucking cock as Sam headed back downstairs. H e reappeared a few moments later with a big grin saying "We’re in luck, pigs. Our twink is into kink. He gave me permission to try something raunchy. We’re going to all fuck him. With a condom. This condom. We all have to wear the same one. And when it breaks, it breaks." The guys helped me to my feet and we headed down the dark steps to find the twink in the sling, blindfolded and holding a bottle of poppers to his nose. To be continued…

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.

Hey guys, lost my virginity to two guys early this year. The second it happened all I could think about was taking raw loads. The feeling of being totally submissive and feeling a cock pulsate in me is too addicting. I’m totally obsessed now. I am waiting to get on PREP so that I can give in to my urges and become a cumdump. I’m talking regular cumunions, pigweek, MAL. I want to be the bottom that hops in the swing and is a total whore. I really want to it. For you cumdumps, do you regret your decision to become a whore/slut? It doesn’t seem like something you can stop after you start.

Anyone know links to Telegram Groups showing Sling Sex?

Don't watch this if you're easily grossed out; http://barebackbastards.com/24674/sling-rape/ The tops brush his hole with a toilet brush, after filling it with maggots and piss

Chapter 1 – She Set It All Up Ethan sat on the couch nervous. His girlfriend had brought him to her "special friend" that made amateur porn. She had convinced Ethan to come make a porn video. He knew her special friend was code for dealer and Ethan was ready to start hanging in the clouds with his girl. Jake, the special friend walked up to Ethan. J: Hey man, I heard your girl wants you to be in one of our little videos? E: Hell yeah, been thinking about it all week. Anna said not to worry, that you'd help us out with some favors to calm the nerves. J: Oh yes, it's all part of the deal. You're gonna love my shit. Here try it out. Jake pulls out a prepacked pipe and lighter and hands them to Ethan. J: Go ahead and finish that off and I’ll go find Anna. Ethan lit up the pipe and started to blow his own cloud city. Hit after hit. He was never one to keep a slow steady pace with his T. He was feeling good. He felt like he was the luckiest man alive. He had just turned 18 and thought he was the shit right now. He was getting high for free, was gonna be able to fuck his girlfriend, and get paid. Anna had really sold him on the idea. He took another huge hit and thought to himself the huge bowl was neverending. J: Hey Ethan, Anna is gonna be a bit. She is in the girls room getting herself ready. Here, you must be thirsty. Jake hands Ethan a bottle of Gatorade and he proceeds to gulp about half the bottle. Jake gestures to Ethan to hand over the pipe. Jakes refills the pipe with a huge shard and takes 2 hits before passing it back to Ethan. He starts hitting the pipe again. Ethan loved the chemical taste of the shit this guy was packing with. Ethan couldn’t help himself and just hit and hit until the bowl was finished. J: Ethan, I feel awkward asking this, you know, dude to dude. But did you two follow all the instructions Anna gave you? Even the weird ones? E: Yeah, even the weird one. Anna said she didn’t wanna do any butt stuff and would only due it if I cleaned out too. Something about knowing how it feels. 2 enemas later and we agreed anal was back on the table. Plus she said we should be really clean incase you wanted any close ups from behind. I don’t know why you’d have to get that close to my ass but Anna says its for the close up shots. Ethan smiles up at Jake and shows off his glazed over grey eyes. Jake tells himself he is almost ready and smiles back at Ethan. J: Good, yes that is an awkward one but really important. Oh and I have these for you for inspiration. Nothing worse than a dead dick in front of the camera. Jake hands Ethan some pills. Some he recognizes and some he does not. Ethan downs them without giving it a second thought. J: It gets pretty hot in here sometimes. Please make yourself comfortable while we wait. Take your shirt off and get comfy. Enjoy the vibe of my place. We can always film the beginning sequence later. Ethan zones in enough to realize there is a girl, maybe 2, moaning from the other room. He kicks off his shoes and removes his button up shirt and throws them on the side of the couch. Sitting back down on the couch, he starts rubbing his growing dick. Jake disappears again and Ethan is left alone and chugs down the rest of his (g) drink. He slowly sinks into the couch and starts to space out. He hears to moaning in the background and is now rubbing the full length of his dick in his jeans. His vision goes dimmer and dimmer. He barely makes out a figure coming up to him and pulling his tank shirt over his head before he blacks out. Chapter 2 – Passed out prize Anna pokes her head in the play room and sees Jake already has Ethan in his swing. Anna thought, just on time like always. She walks over and asks if he needed help with the cameras but Jake says everything is already set up and rolling. She helps Jake pull Ethans jeans off. There Ethan just laid there in nothing but his boxers. A: Should I do the honors? J: Oh no, I got this. Jake uses his fingers to open the gap in Ethan’s boxers and rips them apart at the inseam. As he bunches up the rags of underwear, he looks down at his naked twink prize. Everything about the boy was making his dick grow. Jake hands Anna her a roll of bills and a sizable baggie filled with T. J: Ok girl, go ahead and get spun and fuck your real man in the other room. The boy is mine. Anna leaves the room and Jake disrobes revealing his toned body and his 8 inch fuck stick standing straight out. He spends some time to transform his passed out would-be man into the fuck boy he would become. He took a razor and shaved off what little body hair Ethan had at 18 years. Shaved away was the dusting of hair on his legs, underarms, the light patch on his chest between his nipples, his laughable happy trail, and small bush around Ethan’s hard dick. He admires his work, his smooth fuck boy with white as snow body with no tan lines. It was like the boy never played in the sun. Jake licked his lips in anticipation. He zeroed in Ethan’s foreskin and reached down to rub it, just at the tip. He jerked Ethan off a few strokes to get him firm. Jake pulled out a ruler and measured the play thing. The fuck boy was packing a thick 5.5 inch uncut dick. He was so hard that his dick was straight up reaching for his belly button. Already he had a small wet spot where his tip pressed against his tummy. His precum glistened in the light. Jake looked down at his fuck boy and thought he looked like a little angel. He chuckled knowing he’d be a little whore demon soon enough. He just needed to help wake the fuck boy up. Jake brabbed Ethan’s legs and places them in the stirrups properly and then the arms tied to the swing. He moved between Ethan’s legs grabbed a cam and showed a close up of his virgin hole. So relaxed, so unattended. Jake licked his finger and put it against his opening. Rotating motion from his finger helped the opening pucker then relax. Unable to take it any longer, Jake held the cam as he inched his face closer to the rose bud. He sticks out his tongue and licks the forbidden hole. It quivers and then relaxes, the tongue slides in a bit. Repeat, slides in further, until finally he is eating Ethan out. The hole is relaxed a bit now. Jake grabs his special lube prespiked with T. Not wanting to get ahead of himself, Jake puts some of the lube on the fuck hole and pushes it in with his pinky. Ethan lets out a meek sound. He opens a baggie and picks a small shard and places it against his hole and pushed in with the lubed pinky. More meeks sounds Jake leaves his pinky in and can feel Ethan’s body squeazing slightly. Once it stops, he pulls his pinky out and wipes it on his snow white ass cheek. Jake pulls out a selection of dildos and picks the thinnest one. It’s about the thickness of a regular sharpy. He replaces it with another thin dildo, this one the size of a thick sharpy marker. He works the boy hole open until the dildo he is using is the size Ethan’s own dick; leaving it in his ass for now. Ethan was starting to show sign of slight movement and waking. Jake stands goes to Ethan’s side. He kneels down and kisses the boy lightly; flicking the lips with his tongue. The breathing gets heavier. Jake grabs Ethan by the hair and whispers in his ear J: Come on. Wake up fuck boy. Your future awaits you. Jake releases Ethan’s hair and goes down to suck on Ethans dime sized nipple. He moves on to the further nipple and lightly nibbles on it while reaching down to the boy’s leaking head. With some on his thumb, he steps back and rubs the precum on Ethan’s lips and then kisses him again. Again, reaching between the boys legs, this time he lightly plays with his balls and continuous to make out. Chapter 3 – Wakey Wakey Ethan is starting to come to. He is instinctually starting to kiss back. Ethan is coming to but the more he comes to, the more his head is spinning. He is on sensory overload and horny as hell. Nothing is making sense why is he laying down? Well, kinda laying own but not quite. Why can he feel a breeze on his chest? Before Ethan can come out of his fog, Jake pulls out a loaded pipe and torch and holds it up to Ethan’s mouth and instructs him to breath in the clouds while he holds it for him. Ethan just breaths in and blows out clouds. Breaths in and blows out clouds. Soon a whole bowl is torched and it was the good shit. Ethan is in heaven. The chem taste was driving his mouth wild and he clatters his teeth. J: Nothing but the good stuff for my star of the night. Ethan tries to look around him and focus but his eyes are finding it hard to focus. E: Where is Anna? I don’t see her here. J: Oh she was here. She left us because you couldn’t get it up. She was quite distraught. But that’s okay. We agreed to go with plan B. Jake once again bends down to a dime sized nipple and flicks it with his tongue and then engulfs it in his mouth. Ethan moans and closes his eyes. When he opens them he starts to gain a bit of focus. E: What the fuck is going on here? Ethan tries to move his arms but finds they are tied to the sling. He tries to move his left leg and then his right. Both tied to the sling. J: We had to go with a different plan since you couldn’t get it up for the girl. But that’s okay, you seem to really like plan B. Jake touches the boys belly button and slowly runs his finger from belly button to where his pubes used to be, along this hard shaft and finally his balls and taint. He then pulls the dildo that had been in his ass out a bit and then pushes it in. Ethan yelps with the realization that he had something up his ass, feeling it for the first time. The boy tries to break free of his sling but to no avail. E: please stop! Please take it out! I’m not gay! I’m not gay! J: Yeah, me neither. I just like to have a little fun sometimes. And it looks like you do too. Jake reaches down and squeezes the boys hard dick. He releases it and it smacks below his belly button. This confuses Ethan. Why was he hard? Why was he naked? Why was he missing his pubes and other body hair? Before the boy could vocalize any questions out loud, Jake goes down to the boys dick and takes it all the way in his mouth. The boy is in shock. He was sure he wanted out of this situation but he was making his dick feel soooo good. A man. A man was making him feel good. It's at this time that Ethan hears moans coming from the walls. They were there before but he couldn’t make out what they were until now. E: What…? Who …? That is all he can get out before Jake interrupts. J: On that is your girlfriend. She is getting with a bulldozer right now. Since you weren’t man enough to bone her. Not man enough…but that’s okay, you are boy bitch enough for me. That’s why you are so smooth. You’re not worthy of looking like a man naked. And that hard little dick is proof that you are just a boy. Ethan looked down at his tied up body. He was smoothed out like before puberty. He was right, Ethan said to himself that he was a boy. J: That’s okay fuck boy, I can get you to out moan that bitch. He kneels down between the boys legs and pulls out the dildo. Ethan sighs as it pops out. The man steps up and starts to eat his boy hole. Ethan throws his head back and lets out a loud bitch moan. He eats the boy hole for what feels like forever until Jake stops and says “break time”. Jake leaves the room and brings back a bottle of water and assists his captive to drink from the bottle. Jake goes and reloads the pipe and takes a big hit and then another. He walks up to the boy and offers. Like a good chem whore, the boy says yes without thinking. Jake pulls out the torch again and lights the bowl for the boy. The biggest cloud of the night so far escapes the boys lungs. He is urged to take another by Jake and another the same size blows out. J: Okay this time take the hit and hold it. Blow it out when I say, okay? Jake lights it and the boy breaths it in. Jake walks up to the boys head and lines his dick up with his mouth. J: Open up and blow that on me. Do it fag! The boys obeys and as soon as he opens his mouth, the man pushes half his dick in his mouth, blowing the smoke on the man’s dick. J: Again! The boy obeys and takes the hit and then takes the dick in his mouth and blows out. Jake reaches down and jerks the boys off while he is blowing the cloud out. The boy is lost in the good feeling and closes his mouth around the dick. He starts his first blowjob. Jake is able to work most but not all of his 8 inches in the boys mouth. He fucks that and slobber is going all over the boys mouth and face. J: See, you’re a natural cock sucker. Now, lets see if you like it up your ass. Jake goes back between the boys legs. He lubes up the same dildo and pushes it back in his ass. E: Noooo, not that. Please stop! I’m not gay! It’s too big! J: (Laughs obnoxiously) Are you fucking serious? That thing is the size of your tiny cock. That thing couldn’t get any girl off. Lucky for you, you are a boy. And boys have a special button in their ass that they love to get rubbed against. Lucky for you, your tiny dick will still reach your button. We just need to help it out. It will be the best orgasm you have ever had. You want that right? I can help you with that if you stop being a fucking bitch and let me work. E: I… want…so horny. … I’m not gay. Please … cum… J: That’s all I needed to hear. Chapter 4 – A Better Idea The man pulls out the dildo from the boy’s ass and dips it in a baggy of crushed T powder. He lubes up the hole with his finger and then pushes the dildo back in. Ethan’s ass is warm and he doesn’t know what to do. He begins to worry but is calmed by his new Man rubbing his balls. J: See, that feels better now, right? E: Yeah, not that bad. The boy starts to moan as his captor pushes and pulls the dildo in and out. When he thinks he is used to it, he replaces the toy with a slightly bigger toy. Again with the dust and again with the light burning. Again with the moaning. Finally the moment the Man was working the boy up to. He pulls out the toy with a pop. The boy moans disappointedly. J: Don’t worry. I’m just gonna refill the pipe. Oh wait, I have a better idea. Just for you baby. Jake grabs something and stands between the boy’s legs. He pulls out a good sized shard (0.4g or 0.5g) from his bag and pushes it in the boy with his finger. It gets pushed as far in with his finger as he could get before the boys clenched down on the finger. J: Don’t be suck a tease. You can take this. He waves his hard cock around just too low for the boy to see. Jake laughs to himself as he steps up and lines his dick up with the boy hole. He spits down 3 times and lubes his head and shaft. J: Okay, I’m gonna use the toy again to push the stuff further in. Look at me. Look into my eyes. The boy looked back with glazed over eyes. They were like mirrors that he saw himself in. Jake smiled as his dick touched the hole. The boy still had no idea.The man waited for the boy to stop clenching and relax. The second he felt the hole relax, he pushed himself into the virgin hole. The boy screamed and bucked. The boy felt like his ass was on fire and he was being impaled on a pike. The Man just grabbed his boy by the hips and pulled him onto his dick until all 8 inches slide in. He was balls deep in the boy. The once virgin boy. The had already placed his ripped boxers along the sling and reached for them. He shoved them into the boys mouth. J: You feel that? Stop crying and answer me. Can you feel that whole thing in you boy? Ethan mumbled with the boxers in his mouth. Tears running down his cheeks. He nodded his head. J: You like that dick in you huh boy? That real man dick. Ethan just stared, not getting what he was saying. Until a moment of clarity. He had said dick, not toy. The boy’s eyes grew wider (as if that were possible) and bulged. He mumbled incoherently and nodded his head from side to side. His eyes pleaded with his captor but they were met with a bellowing laugh. Jake pulled his dick almost entirely out and then slammed it back into the smooth twink. He did this 3 times before slowing down and giving the poor boy the slow fuck he needed for his first time. In no time at all, the fuck boy was moaning just as loud as his forgotten girlfriend in the background. Everytime Jakes big dick ran against his special button, the boy’s dick would bounce up and down. The boy was allowed to spit out his saliva drenched undies and was having his mouth tongued down while getting plowed. The man pulled out and walked around to the other side of the boy. He released the arm restraints and the boy immediately started to orally serve his host. The Man grew impatient and walked back around to the boy’s hole and started slow fucking him again. With his arms free now, the boy was able to jerk off during this ecstasy and shot his load. It landed on his face and lips. He instinctually licked up all he could from his lips and hand. This was what the Man was waiting for. With the first shot fired, he goes back to piston fucking the boy. After a few minutes, the boy says he has to cum again. They look down at the boys soft dick and watch as cum drizzles from his foreskin. A puddle of cum layed where his pubes used to be.The Man keeps power driving his meat for another minute before slamming his balls into the boy and shooting ropes of cum inside his ass. The man points out the cams around the boy. They look right into one. The boy tears up with the realization of what he just did. J: See, the cams love you. My new fuck boy. Jake slaps the boys creamy white ass and laughs obnoxiously again. J: If you think that was fun, Just wait for your first slam.

New Year’s Eve, and I knew that the bars and the sex clubs would be doing a good business, crowded with men, all looking for the same thing: sex ! It was still early, so I made a plan to check out an Adult Book Store, then hit the sex clubs, later on. But, first, I needed to do a little partying, to really put me in the mood. I was glad that I had thought ahead and texted my dealer, the day before, to replenish my supply. Before I go out trawling for sex, I like to get chemmed up. It gives me a lot of confidence, and makes all of my inhibitions disappear. My favorite way to get pretty well spun in a short amount of time is to blow clouds in and out of a condom. So, I reloaded my bubbler pipe, lit my torch, and carefully applied the small blue flame to the bowl. As soon as I saw a decent size puddle forming, I moved the torch away, and started rolling the bowl back and forth, watching closely as more and more clouds started swirling. Then, I started slowly sucking on the stem of the pipe, and I reapplied the torch, to keep the clouds swirling, continuously. As soon as I had sucked my lungs full, I pressed an unrolled condom tightly against my lips, and blew a huge cloud into it. Pinching off the end of the condom, I took a couple of breaths, then I sucked the clouds out of the condom and back into my lungs, repeating, for a total of about 20 hits, all from just one hit off the pipe. Next, I got cleaned up, then put on a steel cock ring and a black jockstrap, followed by my favorite leather chaps and my boots. But, before I was ready to leave, I wanted to hit the pipe again, so I fired it up, and, using the same method as before, took about 20 more hits, giving me a good dopamine high. I knew that the Adult Book Store closed early, so I got there around 9:00 PM. I was lucky to get a good parking place, so I decided to leave my car there when I left the Adult Book Store and headed over to the sex clubs, which were only a couple blocks away. I walked in, paid the admission, then I went straight through to the back of the store, and through the leather curtains, and into the video arcade. Just as I had expected, there were a lot of men there. I knew that would make it easier for me to hook up with guys who were looking to fuck. There was a steady parade of men walking through the arcade, sometimes opening doors and going in, and sometimes just looking inside, then continuing on. I stepped into a vacant booth, and closed and latched the door. There were glory holes on three sides of the booth, and I could tell from the garish white glow of the video screen that there were men stationed at two of the holes, waiting to suck cocks. I remembered to bring a lube applicator with me, and I used it to shoot a fair amount of lube up my hole. Then, I placed my hands on my knees and backed my ass up to the vacant glory hole, and waited, poppers in hand. In just a few minutes, I could feel a cock head rubbing up and down on my hole, so I quickly uncapped the poppers and took a couple of good hits. It was good timing because just as I started to feel my heart slamming, I could also feel the man’s cock head pushing into me. Damn, it felt good, and I started moaning each time he drove his hard cock into me. It felt like his cock was not too much thicker and longer than average, so it was a good size for my first fucking of the evening. From time to time, I took a hit of poppers while he kept up a steady pace. Before long, with his cock all the way inside of me, he stopped thrusting. I felt his cock head pulsating, deep inside of me, and I heard him groaning loudly as he began fucking me really hard, pumping his load into me, his belt buckle knocking against the wall between us with every thrust, until his balls were completely drained. He slowly pulled his cock out of my hole, and I heard him unlatch the door and leave, letting the door slam behind him. Quite a few men opened the door of the next booth, then left, letting the door slam each time. Apparently, they were looking for cocks, the same as I was. So, I just hung out, waiting, and letting the glare of the video screen illuminate my bare ass, so that it would be pretty obvious to anybody looking through the glory holes that I wanted to get fucked. Next to me, I heard a booth door close and latch, and I waited a few seconds to let him see my bare ass through the glory hole. He didn’t leave, so I knew that he must have been interested. I took a couple more hits of poppers at the same time that I pressed my ass up against the glory hole. With no warning, he rammed his cock into me and fucked me furiously. Luckily, he wasn’t very big, so I took it pretty easily. After he blew his load into me and left, there seemed to be a long stretch of time, with nothing happening, other than all the noises from around the arcade. I was thinking that it must be getting near closing time, soon. Then, I heard the familiar sound of the booth door next to me opening, closing, then being latched. I let the man see my bare ass. Then, I don’t know why, but I bent down a little and glanced through the glory hole just as the man was popping open the buttons on his jeans. As many cocks as I’ve seen, and as many cocks as I’ve had fuck me, I’m still amazed when I see a really big one. And, the donkey dick that flopped out of his jeans was definitely a big one. Very big. Backing my ass up against the glory hole, I was glad that I was feeling spun, and I was glad that I brought my poppers. I was also glad that I had just gotten fucked by two other men who had blasted some extra lube into my hole. Most extra well hung men are considerate because they’ve learned that not every guy is able to handle something that size, and this man was no exception. I took some quick hits of poppers, then felt his slippery, lubed cock head locating my hole. From previous experience taking big cocks, I’ve learned to push my hole out at the same time that he’s pushing in, until his cock head is past my opening. Then, he stopped there to let me get used to it before he slowly pushed farther in. You can bet that I was hitting the poppers, often. He stopped for a few seconds, then pushed farther in, then stopped, and pulled back a little, then stopped before pushing even farther inside. DAMN, it felt good ! Now, his big donkey dick was all the way inside my hole, and he started slowly pulling it almost all the way back, then slowly shoving it all the way back in. My heart was slamming from the poppers, I was breathing really hard because I was spun, and my butt hole was in heaven. Then, I heard someone yell that it was ten minutes until closing time. Damn ! I wanted to feel this donkey dick fucking me all night. I was glad that he didn’t stop. He obviously wanted to dump his load in me because he kept his cock most of the way inside of me, and took short fast strokes. It felt like his cock was getting even bigger. When he started cumming, he took longer strokes. He quickly shoved his big donkey dick all the way inside me, and held it there. I could feel jets of cum splattering inside me before he pulled back then drove all the way into me again, dumping more and more of his load. As soon as he pulled his big donkey dick all the way out of me, I quickly inserted my butt plug to keep all that cum from gushing out of me. I sat in my car for maybe 15 minutes, hitting my glass pipe and replaying what had just happened. FUCK, I wanted more cock ! I got out of my car and headed over to the sex club. I had my hand inside my jockstrap, stroking my meth-shrivled cock, and with every step I took, I could feel the butt plug massaging my butt hole, and making me hornier than ever. Arriving at the sex club, I checked in, paid the admission, and got two bottles of water, one of which I chugged right down. There were definitely a lot of men here, so I knew it would be easy to get fucked. Before taking a quick tour of the club, I went directly to the slings, on the off chance that one of them was available. No such luck. All of them were in use, and a large group of men was crowding in as close as possible, to watch the action. I’d come back later. I didn’t find much else of interest, so I entered the always dependable Dark Room. Even though it’s mostly dark, they give you a glow in the dark wrist band to wear, so the longer you’re in the Dark Room, the easier it is to see and feel your way around. Having left my butt plug in my locker, I was more than ready to get fucked some more. A lot more. There was a narrow bench along one wall, so I bent over and placed my hands on the bench, with my legs spread a little, and my ass sticking out. Almost immediately, I felt a slippery cock head rubbing up and down my crack until it found my hole and shoved inside. Good size cock. He fucked me sometimes slowly, sometimes pounding his cock into me. After maybe five minutes, he pulled out without shooting his load, and he disappeared. No problem. I knew that, it was still fairly early, and that most guys liked to do a lot of fucking, but they held off on cumming until later on. Right away, a second guy’s hands were on my ass, and I felt 2 fingers, then 3 fingers working my hole, hard and fast. I stood up just long enough to take a couple hits of poppers, and, as soon as I bent over again, his thick cock was at my hole, pushing hard. With the 3 loads of cum that I took at the adult book store, my hole was well lubed, and with a little persistence, he managed to force his cock into me. Fuck, he was really stretching my hole ! But, I wasn’t complaining. The bigger the better, and he was really giving me a good fucking ! But, before he could shoot his load, he pulled his big dong out of my ass and walked away. One good thing about the Dark Room is that almost all of the men are all business. They’re in there to fuck and get fucked. Although they usually want to hold off on shooting their loads until they’re ready to leave, while they’re in the Dark Room, they don’t waste any time, moving from one guy to the next. Fine with me. I’m there to get fucked by as many cocks as possible. As I bent forward again, my heart still slamming from the hits of poppers, another cock was ready and waiting, pushing hard against my hole, intent on fucking me. Without any hesitation, he rammed his cock all the way in me and started pounding my ass really hard. I was glad that I had gotten pretty well spun before I left my house because, although my ass was really hungry for cock, this guy was giving me a really intense fucking. He stopped only long enough for me to take a few hits of poppers. Then, he bent me over again, and rammed his cock into me, taking up right where he had left off. Then, I guess he needed to take a break, because he suddenly pulled his cock out of my hole, patted his hand on my hip a couple of times, and walked away. Even though I was high and couldn’t keep track of time, I’d guess that I was in the Dark Room for about an hour and a half, getting fucked almost continuously by one cock after another. Every once in a while, I would wander out to where the slings were located, but each time all of them were occupied. I stood there watching the men in the slings, getting their asses fucked by one cock after another. As I listened to them grunting and moaning, I could feel my hole twitching, wishing that one of the slings would become vacant. It was fucking hot to watch, but that was where my ass wanted to be, so I stood there, watching for no more than a few minutes. I kept returning to the Dark Room where there was no lack of men of all ages, shapes, and cock sizes, looking for any willing hole to fuck, and my hungry hole was more than happy to accommodate them. Eventually, some of the men must have been ready to leave because more and more of them didn’t pull out. Each man who was fucking me suddenly started breathing rapidly, then he shoved his cock all the way in me, his body shuddering all over as he pumped his load deep inside my hole. I counted 8 loads. I could feel the cum starting to leak out of my ass, so I quickly returned to my locker, retrieved my butt plug, and shoved it into place. This time, when I made my way back to where the slings were, there was finally one available, so I hopped into it. A line of men kept walking by, checking out me as well as the guys who were occupying the other slings. I didn’t have to wait more than a few seconds for a guy to step up, open his pants, and stroke his cock a few times before he shoved it into my cum lubed ass, and fucked me with a purpose, while a group of maybe 20 or 25 men stood close to the action and slowly stroked their cocks as they watched me getting fucked. Most of them had been edging for hours, and now they were ready to explode. Very soon, the guy who was fucking me, held onto the waist band of my chaps and let out a loud groan, as he bucked his hips and blasted a big load of cum into me. As soon as each man shot his load in my ass and pulled out, another guy, his cock already hard and ready to go, took his place and started fucking me. That went on without a break until I had taken 9 more loads of cum. By then, most of the men were clearing out, and I decided to do the same. After climbing out of the sling, I hurried to my locker, got my butt plug, and pushed it back in, trapping all those loads of cum inside of my hole. Then, I stood up and buckled my butt plug harness around my waist and tightened the strap in back so that the firm leather plate was pressing hard against the base of the butt plug, keeping it firmly in place. I picked up my leather motorcycle jacket from the clothes check, left a tip, then walked outside. Walking back to my car, I couldn’t decide if I wanted to go home or check out another sex club that was nearby. I knew that club stayed open very late and attracted a good crowd long after the bars closed. One thing I was sure of was that I wanted to party, so I sat in my car and fired up my glass pipe and blew a huge cloud into a condom, just like I had done at home. Back and forth I shot-gunned the cloud into the condom, then sucked it all back into my lungs, again taking about 20 hits, altogether. DAMN, that felt good ! When I realized that I had been unconsciously flexing my hole around my butt plug, I knew that I wasn’t going home, yet. I paid the admission and got checked in at the second sex club. While I was at the clothes check counter, I saw a hot man heading my way, leading a boy by a leash. I glanced at the boy who was wearing nothing but boots and a collar, then back at the man holding the leash. He was probably in his late 40’s, about 6-2, and he was wearing a muir cap, boots, chaps, and a harness that really showed off his broad, muscular chest. But, what really got my attention was his codpiece pouch that was so big he had to walk a little bow-legged.

Indianapolis—November, 2023 I had one last day to myself before two heavy work days and the drive home. The bathhouse seemed the logical place to go as I had had such a good variety of sex (and men) there. I took off, driving into town, a slightly different way. I got there a little earlier than somedays, just after noon. It was a Thursday. A good number of cars were in the parking lot. I got my locker and stripped down to jock, boots and wrist band. I tucked the lube in the waistband of the jock. Next to me was a good-looking white guy, somewhere over 40. He had maintained his long-ago gym worked body quite nicely. He had sandy colored hair, cut short, and very blue eyes that were riveted to my dick as it got tucked into the pouch. He headed upstairs, once a towel was wound around his waist. I followed… I check the small porn room. One large man is there, staring blankly at the screen. I continue to the big porn viewing area, the one with the padded floor. The door is propped open. The large screen is on but it is just glowing black. It makes the room totally dark. I carefully find my way to the bench at the back. I can just make out an empty space and sit between two men. I think it’s the sandy-haired guy to my right. I can’t tell anything about the guy to my left. I hear a blow job happening in the darkest corner. I take out my cock and get it fully hard. A man comes in and goes toward Sandy-Hair, though I doubt he can see him. I hear them connect. The new guy goes to his knees to suck S-H. “You can stroke my cock but not suck it.” I sigh. I won’t be headed there. But I have an anonymous mouth on me right now. Whoever is to my left, has leaned down to suck me. It’s a lousy angle, so I turn towards him, trying to help. He sucks me for another moment, then gets up and sticks his cock into my face instead. I have no idea who I’m sucking—and I don’t care. There are now three of us sucking dick and the guy, I guess, giving S-H a hand job. All in the dark, not seeing much of anything but shadowy outlines. From the direction of the darkest corner, I hear “Eat me out, man. I want your dick…” This turns on the guy who is in my mouth. He begins fucking my face. I soon am swallowing a thick, viscous load. He pulls out of my mouth with no cleaning. A new dick is shoved my way. The guy I got off leaves as I suck the new guy. Eventually, I hear S-H get up and his stroker goes with him. I keep sucking. My eyes are adjusting. I can see the shape, at least, of the man in my mouth. He is well built, and my free hand discovers his hairy chest as I work to find a nipple to tweak. I hear the couple wanting to fuck leave. The guy in my mouth begins pumping into me. I think I’m getting another load, but he pulls out with a “I don’t want to cum yet.” We walk out together. It’s fun, in the light, to find him as hot as he felt. I go down the steps thinking I am on my way to the sauna or steam room, towel on my shoulder “Hey!” It’s a blond man, white, gym built and anywhere from 35 to 45. “That’s some dick.” He touches it, sliding his fingers lightly over the wetness. My jerking while I sucked has left me sticky. “You fuck?” “Of course.” He grins and leads me to his room in the basement. He’s sprung for an expensive one with a double bed, porn on the television and a large mirror on the wall. He asks me to sit on the end of the bed. I do. He kneels. I watch him and his reflection in the mirror. He gives me some very good head. He loves dick—and you can tell with every flick of his tongue. “You’re even bigger than I thought,” he says, coming up for air. “Will you let me sit on it?” Then as an afterthought, “Sir.” I nod. I grease up and lay back, my legs still dangling over the foot of the bed. Blond Boy reaches for his own lube and smears some on his asshole—an asshole I have not even seen, much less licked. He adjusts himself over me and sinks down on my cock. He takes me easily. He bottoms out and instantly starts bouncing on me. The act of impaling himself has loosened his tongue. He begins a filthy litany of what my raw cock is doing to his fuck tunnel. He goes on and on—and ends with “Fuck, you can do anything you like with me…” His legs soon tire from the bounce. He pulls off me. With no urging, he instantly sucks his ass juices off my cock. “Good, boy,” I tell him, “Now get on your knees. No, at the edge of the bed. I want to feast on your ass…” He moves. I kneel on the floor and do just what I have said. His ass is incredibly wet. I wonder if he has a load in him. I finally wonder out loud, but he swears he hasn’t. I lick and tongue and poke into him as deeply as I can. I stand up and move to the mirror. “I want you to see my cock going into that hot ass.” I have him bend, hands against the wall for support, his body running parallel with the mirror. He looks into the mirror, over his left arm. I kneel behind him and he watches me bury my face in him once more. Then I stand, slapping my engorged dick on his butt. I push in. He yelps and his eyes go wide. Now he can’t take his eyes off the mirror as I fuck him. Hard and fast. I stop once to eat his hole once more, but go back to plowing into him. I fuck. “Now clean my cock.” He spins and licks up all our combined juices. “Will you cum in me, Sir?” “You want me to?” “Fuck, yes.” “Yeah—I want to load your butt. But let’s not do it here.” He agrees that the sling is the place for him. We go up two floors. I get him in. I eat his ass. His moans draw in an older man who plays with Blond Boy’s nipples. I stand up and fuck. The older guy backs away and out the door. We really want to be alone anyway. We can’t stop looking into each other’s eyes—seeing in them the hunger for the other man. It’s electric. And working on my cock. I have only spent maybe 90 minutes here today, but I know this is the ass to take my load. I think I knew it the moment he touched me in the stairwell. I fuck him hard and fast. He gasps. His cock half erects—and then goes down again with the pounding. It is drooling precum like a faucet. I smear some onto my fingers and wipe it on my cock. Blond Boy groans. I wipe up more and stick my fingers in his mouth. He sucks them ravenously, pulling them into his mouth until he gags. His ass spasms with the gag, squeezing down on me in his ass. It's my turn to groan. I pull out and eat his hole until I think I’m going to shoot. I stand and slip in. I fire off two or three rounds of sperm—but with very little feeling from me, just one deep guttural groan. I stop fucking and go to my knees. “Fuckin’ felch it,” Blond Boy groans out as my tongue invades him. My cock is raging. It needs to properly take me over the edge. The taste of my cum is doing just that. I swallow some sperm down and am ready to explode this time. I stand up and push my cock into his incredibly wet hole. It pumps into him and I begin the gut wracking intense orgasm, the kind that leaves me breathless… I empty my balls into him. Every last drop. I collapse onto him. Blond Boy holds me in place. My eyes have watered now it was so intense. We stay like that for a long time. I don’t trust myself to move. I do, of course. I slip out and go to my knees. I stop the avalanche of cum pouring out of him with my tongue. “Let me taste it, Sir.” I come up for air and snowball the mouthful of my seed to his open mouth… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: "Fuckin' Felch It!" (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) November 14, 2023

Indianapolis—October, 2023 It was another day off, as the number of days in October dwindled and Halloween approached. I had the whole day, so I made my first trip to one of the two bathhouses that keep Indy pigs busy. I chose the one that has a slightly older clientele. The last time I worked in this area, I seemed to be there every day off I had and always had a broad choice of men. I packed a lunch to eat after my early afternoon time there… I have a locker. I hate sitting in a room and waiting. And if we meet to play, this way I can encourage the play to be public. I have the clean jock on, my boots laced up and the bathhouse towel slung over my shoulder. I check the sauna and the not very warm steam room. There are lots of cars in the lot, but only one lone man in the sauna. I go up two flights of stairs. On the third floor is the sling room, another room with a hard wooden fuck bench and two porn viewing areas. I find the men watching porn. I skip the small room where no one is even stroking. I go to the larger room. Yup, more guys are here. The seating is a built-in bench on the three walls with the screen on the fourth. I like this space—the owners have padded the floor for older knees. A blowjob is happening to my left. I stroke to the men and the Treasure Island Media movie on the screen. Soon an older man, decently fit, with sparse grey hair, slides over to me. “May I?” I nod. He kneels carefully and takes me into his mouth. He’s good. My dick is soon very wet. He pulls off me. “Do you fuck?” “Sure.” “I need this dick in me. Please.” “Here?” “Do you have a room?” “Nope. How about the sling?” His face goes blank. Then, “I’ve never been in one.” “Then it’s time…” I get up and lead the way. The sling here is actually hung at a good height and the stirrups are adjustable. So many public slings try for a one size fits all approach. He lies back in it. It takes a little time to get him to move down far enough so that his ass hangs over the edge. But once he does that, and his ankles are up in the stirrups, he breathes easy and relaxes. “It’s actually comfortable.” I grin and go to my knees. I eat his ass. He groans, which makes me work harder. I grease up as I do it. Soon I stand and get inside him easily. “That’s some dick,” he pants. We suddenly have an audience. Another man around his age comes in and works his nipples and his semi-hard cock. He loses interest after a bit and wanders off. I keep fucking. A younger man appears. Likely 40-ish, he is very hairy in the best possible way. Chest. Beard. Legs. And as he drops his towel, his crotch. He strokes a nice sized dick. I smile and nod. He runs a hand over the man’s chest. “You should suck that dick of his as I fuck you,” I volunteer. The hairy guy moves closer. The man in the sling quickly figures out how to crane his neck around so he can get his mouth on it. “It’s his first time in the sling,” I tell the newcomer. “And here he is with two dicks in him at the same time.” My words do what they were meant to, make the older man groan and redouble his efforts on the newcomer. As he gags on the dick in his mouth, his ass spasms, squeezing me, too. I fuck him. Harder now. His cock flops happily with my thrusts. The guy pulls out of his mouth. He comes around and touches my ass. “It looks like he wants to fuck you. You want a different dick in your ass?” “I…I…” he babbles, lost in the idea of starring in his own porn fantasy. “You want a turn?” I ask the newcomer. He nods. I slip out and he goes in. “Yes!” exhales the fuckee. “That is so hot,” I tell him, leaning close so I am whispering into his ear. “Never been in a sling and here you are with two men using your ass…” He groans, eyes closed. They flicker open and look at me still leaning towards him and then to the bearded hunk fucking him. “You want to be a pig and lick my cock after it’s been in your ass?” The moment I say it, I wish I hadn’t. He’s going to freak out. But he doesn’t. “Yes,” he whispers. “Give it to me.” “Here you go.” He cleans me up. Ravenously. Living the porn he’s watched all his life. The hairy man pulls out with a grunt of satisfaction. I go back into the older man’s ass. “Here you go. Do me, too.” Says the hairy man, offering his ass jizz covered cock to the fuckee. He gets cleaned. I fuck. It is way too early for me to cum, though I would love to load this guy. But he finally puts a stop to the rutting. “My ass needs a break.” The furry guy smiles at me and takes off. I get the guy out of the sling. I like the way he holds onto me, tight and for a long time. Far better than just a thank you… * I am sitting in the sauna. I have a dick in my mouth and a mouth on me. It’s dark enough that I know only that the man I’m sucking is tall and younger than I, with a good-sized cock. He sits on the higher bench, so it’s an easy turn by me to replace his hand with my mouth. I have no idea who is sucking me, as he started when my head was buried in the other guy’s crotch. I suck until I get the load. A noisy one. And a big one. Only then do I look down at who is on me. It’s the furry guy. He looks up and grins. He gives my cock a gentle squeeze and says “Come to my room…” (The furry guy tells me his name—and we can’t get enough of each other—next time!) The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Indy Bathhouse: His First Sling (part one) (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) November 6, 2023

My Playroom—September, 2023 Kieran sent me a text. He wanted to suck my cock. And get pounded. He is the bearded married man I met at the bookstore—and who has had two sessions in the playroom. Those had given him just what he needed and he wanted more. He had actually been asking to come over once a week since the last time. For a variety of reasons, I couldn’t say yes to all the requests, but I did now, in the middle of September. I knew I was going into a work gig, so this would be a good way to empty those blue balls from the trip to the bookstore I detailed in the last post… I am naked but for my yellow jock and boots. (Yes, this jock is actually dyed yellow, not one that I have turned yellow.) I am watching Kieran get out of his clothes. Now fully naked but for socks, this hairy bear comes over to the bed. He sits and leans into my crotch. He inhales deeply and his fingers pull the fabric away from my hardening dick. He takes my semi hard cock to the root, his full beard brushing against my balls. I harden up in his mouth. To the point it actually hurts. I pull away and stand up, giving him a better angle to use his considerable oral talents. Kieran sits up and once again he takes my fully erect dick to the root. He doesn’t choke—but when he pulls off me there are stings of deep throat spit. His fingers catch them and he twirls them around my shaft before taking me into his mouth again. All the way down—and this time when he pulls off me, he keeps my cockhead in his mouth. His tongue is busy in my piss slit. I can feel my precum ooze onto his tongue. I close my eyes and just let him go to work on my cock and balls. And he does—getting them dripping wet and ready for more. When I finally open my eyes, I see his thick cock head is juicing from what he has been doing to me. I lean down and lick him clean and then spend a few moments sucking his cock. But I want to lick his ass—and I tell him so. Without being told, he goes to the bench. His full, hairy ass is right there for me—I kneel and begin to lick it. He groans. He turns his head slightly so he can watch me in the mirror as I stoke myself and eat him out. “Fuck me with that big dick,” he groans. I ignore him and keep eating his hole. It’s so good to be in an ass after all the cock from the bookstore. I don’t want to rush it—I want to savor the opening of his tight pucker and all the hair becoming matted and wet. I keep going. And going. I stand up. I am now rampant, not just hard. My cockhead pushes against his spit covered hole. He takes a breath and I slide in. “Yes...” he hisses. “Fuck…” I take him at his word. Slow and languid. Getting him used to my length once again. “I really need this,” he grunts out. “So do I.” I pick up the pace. His eyes go to the mirror in front of him. He lifts his head slightly so he can see my thin frame standing behind him, drilling into his ass. He can’t see my cock with this mirror, but he can sure feel it. He is moaning constantly as the thrusts get more and more intense. I stop. Suddenly. I pull out and bring my dick to his mouth. This married man is a pig. He loves ass to mouth. He cleans me thoroughly. And asks for more after the next fuck round. I fuck. I let him clean me. Twice more. Then I fuck him, pull out and lie on the bed. “Clean me up here—between my legs.” He crawls into place. He savors taking my cock, slimy with his ass jizz, deep into his throat. He cleans me of every drop—jerking himself as he does it. “Let’s go to the sling.” He is getting the hang of getting into it now, with much more ease than before. I get his legs in the stirrups—and begin eating his ass again. I hear him moan—and stroke his cock some more. I stand up and begin to fuck. His eyes go to the mirror. Today the sight of me seems to be driving him crazy. He jerks harder as he watches my cock plow into him. I slow the fuck and pull out. I want to taste his juicy ass once more. I rim him. My tongue reaching as deeply into him as I can get. I stand up and slide into the slippery hole. I begin a blistering fuck. His hand on his cock matches my stroke… “Fuck!” And he is shooting. All over his hairy chest. I mop some of his jizz up with my hand and taste it. My fingers find more and slime it onto my prick. I fuck it into him. Telling him just where his cum is going. His eyes are shut tightly. And I can see it on his face before he says it… “I don’t think I can take any more…after I shoot.” I pull out. He becomes all apologetic. I tell him I take it as a compliment. And a part of me does…but it has just made my blue balls ache more. Kieran dresses and leaves, choosing not to shower, taking the smell of our sex home with him. I go to the freezer, find the current devil’s dick, and jerk out a massive load into the condom lined shot glass. At least my load will be put to good use… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Kieran Asks for More (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) October 4, 2023

This is based on a true story and it happened just about 4 years ago. I had been fairly new to the scene had probably fooled around with about 6 guys mostly giving and receiving oral and had been fucked once. I was on this hookup site and had been talking with this guy for a couple days trying to get a feel for him as he was for me. He asked me what I was into and what I wasn't. I told him that I was fairly new to the scene and had probably fooled around with about a half of a dozen men mostly giving and receiving oral and had been fucked once. Some of the things I would like to try is some ass play more on receiving and maybe some toys but til I have more experience getting fucked. He told me that he was versatile(more a versatile bottom) and how he likes to get fucked and have toys used on him(he had sent me some pictures of the toys he had) and that he had a lot of toys and most of them were very big and thick. He also said that he had a playroom that had a sling,a fuck bench and some other things. He asked if I ever PNP. I asked him what did he mean(never heard or did T) he said some guy like to PNP with T because they are more wild and like feeling that warm rushing feeling. I said I don't think that I could do anything like that(for personal reasons.) He seemed ok with it. We decided to meet up that following weekend at his place. He had informed me that he had a couple roommates but that they probably would be out for the night. I had gotten there on a Friday night around 8 and we started talking. His name was Chris he was about 5'10 160 lbs with short brown hair and eyes and he had a goatee and about 55 years old. He was in good shape and from what I could make out from the sweat pants he had on he was more than average size(and cut.) While talking he asked if I wanted anything to drink so I said sure he went to the cabinet and grabbed 2 glasses as he did I noticed him looking in the glasses( figured he was making sure that they were clean,come to find out the glass he gave me had G in it.) He handed me my glass and I took a big gulp as I was thirsty. We talked some more I had finished the glass he gave me and I had asked if I could use the bathroom and he pointed me towards the bathroom when I had come back out the glass was full again and he said grab your drink and let me show you the playroom. As we were walking to the playroom I was taking sips from the glass and I started to feel funny(but in a good way) I felt a little light headed and really horny but I didn't think it was from the drink he gave me because I had watched him pour the juice in it. And he seemed perfectly normal so it couldn't be the juice. When we got to the playroom I was starting to feel really hot and asked if it was ok to take my shirt off he looked at me and asked if I was feeling ok and I said yeah I just started to feel really hot and he said ok as he was showing me around the room I couldn't help looking back to the sling(it was a nice size one and it had straps on all 4 chains that held the sling up that was hanging in the middle of the room and the fuck bench looked very comfortable as the padding on it was thick( just by feeling it) he noticed that I kept looking over at the sling and he said you like that. For the first time I went to say yes but it sounded like I started to slur my words and I was feeling really light headed and more horny than I had ever felt. He said you sure your ok you don't look good. I said I just feel a little light head and he said why don't you get in the sling here I will help you. As he helped me into the sling and I laid back he took my left wrist and put in the strap that was behind me and tightened it up and did the same to the right wrist but I didn't notice it at first as I was still feeling light headed and I wasn't really paying attention to him until he started to remove my pants as I went to stop him that's when I realized that he had strapped my wrist up and he continued to remove my pants and boxers off then he took my left leg and pulled it back til he thought it was in the right place and then did the same to my right leg as he put the straps on my ankles. After he was done I could feel that my ass was slightly lifted up and off the sling. I asked him what is he doing and he said that he had plans for me and that he wasn't a versatile bottom and that he likes to make guys think that he is and once he gets guys here he likes to get them high(he had told me the reason I feel the way I do is because he had put some G in my drink) and likes to have other guys come and use the guy he invited over. He said when he saw and read my profile that he waited to message me til he was sure that he could get a few guys he knew would be interested in using me. Then he said he had placed something on another site he belonged to and said that he would be hosting a new guy who wants to be used and that he likes big cocks and toys. He said that he was surprised by all the guys who were interested and most suggested that it would be even hotter that if the guy was feeling wild and piggy as he walked over to the table and opened up a black bag that was on the table and pulled out a bag that had something that was clear and crystal like and crushed it up and then he pulled out a needle and put some of that clear crystal like substance in the needle and then he put some water in it. After he shook it up for a minute or 2 and then he grabbed what I knew was a tourniquet and put it around my arm and tightened it up and just before he put the needle in my vein he said this should be good to start with as I noticed that he had about a .4 and once he saw the blood he said away we go as I watched him push the plunger down and just before he finished pushing what was in the needle I started to cough and this feeling I never experienced before started to take over my body. I felt this warm rushing feeling run threw my entire body and it felt like my asshole was on fire I literally could feel it pulsing and throbbing. He pulled the needle out and said how you feeling as he stood where my ass was and said you must be feeling good as I felt him start to rub my pulsing and throbbing hole and I couldn't stop him if I wanted to as my wrist were still strapped up. Then he went to his bag again and pulled out another needle but this one didn't have a needle on it and he filled it half way what I thought was water(but it was more G) then he put a little bit of lube on and in my hole as he stuck the needleless needle in my hole and I could feel my hole start to burn a little bit and he said it will only last a minute or 2 but It will make me feel really good I had already started to feel good from the slam he gave me but once that g started to kick in my only thought was to have my hole played with or fucked really good. He said that his friends will be here soon and that he had to go get ready as well then he walked behind me and put a blindfold on me and then he unstrapped one of my wrist and said you will need this it's a bottle of poppers. I was thinking why would I need poppers he said that he will be back soon. I heard him moving around and then I felt something wet in around my hole and whatever it was he made sure that there was plenty and then I heard the door open but right before he shut the door I heard this noise and felt something pushing against my hole as he said enjoy it and shut the door I couldn't believe he had not just left me like this and to top it all off he had lied to me and now I am so high and horny and I can't get away. Even though he unstrapped one of my wrist I couldn't reach my other wrist or my ankles to unstrapped them. And then whatever was pushed up against my hole had slowly starting to open and stretch my hole I took a hit from the poppers and I could feel my muscles in my hole start to relax and then whatever was going in my hole drew back. I put the poppers on my chest and took the blindfold off and when I looked down between my legs that were still pulled back I saw this big and thick dildo(one that I definitely was not use to playing with) and it was attached to a fucking machine and it started to push back in my hole as I started to moan then I heard the motor start to get a little louder as the machine seemed to go a little faster. This continued for about 15-20 minutes and I was so high and horny and the dildo was now going faster and deeper that unconsciously I started to move my hips back and forth meeting each fasting thrust and then my hips started to move up and down as well as back and forth, I never felt my hole being opened and stretched like that I was so into getting fucked by this big and thick dildo that was not only opening and stretching my hole up but now it's going in and out of my hole that I didn't even hear Chris come back into the room til he started talking and when I looked I saw him standing behind the fucking machine looking at my hole getting fucked fast and deep he said well it looks like your ready for the real thing as he stopped the machine moved it away and walked to the table opened the baggie up and pulled something out of it walked back to me and started to push 2 fingers in my hole and I felt some burning as his fingers slid out then he said my 3 friends should be here soon and they want you primed up and ready to get your holes used More to come soon

Chapter 1 – Outdoors Is Great My buddy Brian and I have played together a lot. Sometimes, it’s just the two of us, and other times, more guys come over. We’re both ass focused and like to use tongues, fingers, toys, and fists on each other’s holes. Both of us can handle a lot of play. In addition, we enjoy partying when we play. Brian is 52. He’s about 5’7”, 190 pounds, with a stocky body. Short brown hair, and hazel eyes. He’s got hair in all the right places, which for me means a hairy chest, arms, legs, and (most importantly) ass. I’m 48, 6’1”, 200 pounds with brown hair and eyes. I have a full beard and a moderately hairy body. We both have playrooms in our houses, but Brian’s place is more scheduled and on lots of land. His playroom is in a separate building, while mine is in one of my bedrooms. The plan for the weekend was that I’d come over to Brian’s place on Friday and stay until Sunday. That gives us time to play, relax for a while, and play some more. Usually, this means there is very little sleep over the weekend, and returning to work on Monday can be tough. But it’s definitely worth it. I got to Brian’s place around 6. It was summer in the mountains, so the sun was still shining, and the temperature was pleasant. Knowing how private the place is, I undressed in the car and grabbed just a few essentials, like my phone, poppers, some T, and a chest harness. Brian likes me to wear a harness when I’m in the sling so that he can drag me further down on a toy or his arm. I knew there wouldn’t be any need for clothes for the rest of the weekend. I did keep my shoes on. We usually play in the studio space that he has. It’s nice that it’s separate from the house but has a bathroom and a small kitchen area with a fridge for drinks. In the winter, it’s heated by a wood stove. There’s a big TV for porn, and it’s got good WiFi. For new guys who come over, there’s a path that leads from the driveway to the studio, so it’s easy for them to find as well. I headed that way. When I got to the porch, a note was taped there saying, “Head down to the creek.” I knew the way, and we often hung out there on nice days since it was a great place to party and relax. We’d jump in the water on really hot days to cool off. I walked down that way and saw Brian sitting in one of the Adirondack chairs he has down there. Then I noticed that he had also brought the sling out, hanging from a big branch on one of the nearby trees. This could be interesting. Of course, Brian was naked, too. Seeing his cock hard and glistening let me know that he had been playing with it. It also made mine plump up even more than it already was. Even though we are both all about ass, it’s sexy to see a guy naked and hard in the woods. We hugged and gave each other a kiss. He had a nice setup here with the sling. There was a table nearby with lube and poppers, and he had a plastic bin with some of his toys in it. There was a stool at the foot of the sling, and a blanket was spread underneath it all. It looked as comfortable a place to get your ass worked over as any indoor space. Tonight, we started out blowing clouds. We smoked a lot since we knew this was just the start of the weekend. While we were smoking, we were fondling each other, with a big focus on our asses. Brian’s hairy ass is such a turn-on for me. There’s something about playing with a guy with a hairy ass and hole that amps up the excitement for me. Seeing all that hair matted down with spit and lube and watching a toy or a fist dragged through the hair around a guy’s hole unleashes something primal in me. We headed over to the sling, and I told Brian that I wanted to work over his ass. He got in the sling, and I helped him get his feet situated in the stirrups. Then, he heaved his ass a little further down in the sling so that it was spread open for me. I love seeing a guy like this. His ass was presented for my pleasure, and I was ready to pleasure it. I started with some rimming and fingering. While I knew he had prepped for me, his hole had a great, musky smell from being outdoors and doing all the setup for tonight. The smell makes me crazy, and I just drove my tongue into his hole. He responded by reaching down to spread his ass open even more, giving me great access to his hole. When I’m eating ass, it’s more like I’m making out with it. There will be licks, pokes, sucking, tongue swirling, and more. Brian’s hole was responding well to my efforts and was opening nicely. He reached over for the poppers and offered them to me first. I took one hit, and then he started inhaling from the bottle. Brian knew that offering me poppers while I ate his ass would turn me into an ass pig, and I was determined to make his hole feel all the pleasure that I could. Sucking, light nibbling, and driving my tongue deep into his ass made him moan and squirm. I looked in the bin with the toys and pulled out one of his favorites. He’s a fan of Topped Toys, and I was going to start him on Artemis. This toy is more realistic than some of the others and provides a good stretch. I pushed some Slam Dunk into and around his hole before lubing up the toy. Then, I shoved it in his ass all the way to the base. We’ve played together enough that I know what he can take, and Brian’s ass happily swallowed the toy. We got into a nice sling motion as I fucked him with the dildo. It was hot to see his hairy hole expanding around the toy. After I fucked him for a while with Artemis, he wanted to get me in the sling. I grabbed a Gape Keeper from the toybox and shoved it in his ass to keep it plugged and happy while he worked on my ass. Once he was plugged, I helped him out of the sling and climbed in. My bag was over by the chairs, so I didn’t have the harness on yet. Brian likes to start with a toy when he’s working my ass. He grabbed Erebus, which he knows is one of my favorites. It has a nice easy entry head but then widens out with some ribbing that feels great inside. He lubed up my ass and the toy, then waited while I did some poppers before he inserted. Once he knew that I was ready, he slid the head of the dildo into my ass. He worked it around a little bit, inserting it further and further. “Someone’s ass is hungry tonight,” he said. Damn right it was. He had the toy in to the base in no time and started twisting it around and moving it back and forth inside me. I love the feeling of being massaged internally by a toy like this, but a fist feels even better. Brian knew that and was ready with his greased paw when he pulled the toy out. First, he put four fingers into my ass and spread them out while rotating around. This opened my hole for the wider part of his hand. He got me well-prepared and then shoved his fist in. The feeling when his knuckles pass through my hole is amazing, and I shuddered in delight. He pulled back to give me the stretch that he knows I enjoy. With the widest part of his hand stretching me open, he twisted and thrust, sending waves of pleasure through my body. He said, “Let’s take it slow tonight and go smoke some more. I want to use your ass all weekend long.” That was OK by me, so I prepared to get out of the sling. But Brian wanted me to be plugged too, so he grabbed a Lotus plug that he used to fill my ass. Then, we walked over to the chairs and sat down to blow some more clouds. The babbling of the creek, plus the sounds of nature all around was relaxing, and we sat and smoked and chatted for a while. We noticed it had gotten dark, so we lit a few lanterns and carried them back to the sling. I also put on my harness so he could drag me around by it.

I met this guy on-line about a month ago. He described himself as a sexy Latin guy with a very big dick. I have a thing for Latinos, so I decided to meet-up with him, even though he didn’t have a photograph. I am 23 and have a very nice, tight body and usually pretty picky about the people I let fuck me, so when I met him, I was a little put-off. He was somewhat older than his profile suggested, and he did not have the body I was expecting. His uncut cock, on the other hand, looked very interesting: a full 8.5”, extremely thick, low hanging balls and a thick bush. He repeated several times I would love his cock in my hole, and he was adept at playing with my tits, body and fingering my ass while his cock plumped-up. At this point, my inhibitions were dissipating, and increasingly I was open to his invitation. Hell, I’m being too vague - I was beyond considering his invitation, I was crazy for it: you’ll understand when I say I was in heat. I made my decision, and groaning and turning my ass to him. It should have alarmed me when he grinned, suggesting he knew I would acquiesce, but I was so turned-on I was beyond being critical. I reached for my bag and pulled out a condom but he grabbed my wrist and said "No. You don't want that." I like to say I was seriously weighing-up pulling-up my pants and splitting, when he slipped the knob of his cock against my hole. “You won't believe how good this is going to feel." That was all he said, and I felt my discipline melt. Yeah, I knew it was at very least imprudent, and possibly reckless, but I was incredibly turned on by this dark-skinned, Latino. His dick was huge and hard as a rock and he kept tweaking my nipple. He clearly knew how to play me: he slid a bottle of poppers under my nose and whispered for me to breathe them in. I knew if I did then I would have no control...and in that moment that is what I wanted...to lose control. So, I breathed in the deepest hit I could take and he slid it in and I moaned and cried as he fucked me and shot his load deep in my ass. Afterward, as I was dressing he wrote his number for me and said to call him. I took the number and didn't say anything, so he said. "Don't throw it away. You'll want more. Right now you think you won't, but you will." Two days later, I found myself calling him. I told him how afraid I was of what we'd done but how badly I wanted it again. He said he had something that would keep me from being afraid of barebacking. I asked him what and he told me to come over later that night. When I arrived, he led me back to his bedroom. He had hooked up a sling over his bed. I climbed in and he started fucking me. He said "As long as you are negative, you will always be afraid. You won't ever enjoy this the way you should. Do you gonna stay, or leave?" I felt his hard cock in my ass pounding against my prostate. I could feel that wonderful sense of fullness matched only by the sense I was going to piss myself. I took another big hit of poppers. "Breed me." Which he promptly did. Smiling broadly, he played with my sloppy hole and tits, plied me with more poppers and asked “Want some more, buddy?” When I took a deep hit and replied simply “Yeah.” He picked up his phone and started making calls to his friends. Within a half-hour or so, the first guy arrived, and by that night I ended-up taking six loads of charged cum. The next day I took off work and spent the day in bed. I was a mess for a few days, but he was right. Now I can truly feel free. Now I can experience the pleasure for which I secretly was looking.

February 20th, 2007, my birthday. I’d been chatting with my gifter for a while. I knew that I wanted it, but I was also afraid. I had thought about it often, but always backed out. He was into chems, fisting, and was poz (REALLY POZ). We had talked on the phone for a while, sharing thoughts, ideas, crazy things that might happen or did happen in our lives, how he had been pozzed, etc. I was a good intelligent man, who just happened to love taking cock. We talked about how he felt when he was fucking, and how much I’d love it, when he seeded my hole. I can see now that he was seducing me to the idea of taking his poz loads and I was eating it up. Taking advantage my weakness, my willingness, but it was ok. I think in my mind it was just a fantasy and the things we talked about weren’t really going to happen, even though I was sort of hoping it would. I wasn’t really going to submit my body to the ravages of HIV; it was just talk, right? So I booked the hotel and the flight to Portland. I arrived that morning, it was raining, but there he was waiting by the baggage claim. He looked more real that I had imagined him to be. Funny how I thought he would have horns, or a dark shadow clinging to him. We got on the tram together and headed to his house. He said it was close. I was nervous now, but he calmed me and told me everything was going to be ok. He’d watch out for me and to trust him. We took the short walk to the house, and he showed me the shower and told me to clean out. I took my time and did a good job, preparing myself for him. When I came back to the kitchen, he had the meth out and was measuring it, mixing it, putting part of it into a needled syringe and part into a syringe that didn’t have needle. I watched fascinated almost hypnotized. I had never seen anything like this before in real life, only on the television. He then looked at me and asked if I was ready. I was scared, but somehow thought it would still turn out to be just a fantasy and that he’d shoot himself up and that would be that. After all, I don’t do drugs. I put on my underwear and followed him out the back door, to a garden shed in the back yard, my soon to be birth chamber. Inside the small shed was a portable heater on the floor, a roll of paper towels, some shelves with dildos and lube, and a sling. I had never been fucked in a sling before, so that was going to be a first for me. The first of many firsts, which would happen to me on that day. He helped me slide into the sling, and adjusted me, so my ass was at the edge and easy access for his use. My feet were pushed through the straps, making certain I wasn’t able to pull myself out of the sling. My head was slightly lower than my ass, but I didn’t think anything of it at the time. Guess, he didn’t want anything to leak out. My cock was hard and standing up, ready for action. He made certain that I was well situated in the sling, and was comfortable since I was going to be there a while. He reached over and got the syringe that didn’t have the needle in it. My hole was still a bit loose from the douching out, so I didn’t struggle much when He inserted into my ass. He pushed down on the plunger saying “This might burn for a bit.” He then walked around to my head and adjusted the straps that went around my wrists on the chains by my head, to make certain I was secured in place. I pulled on the straps experimentally, I was pretty comfortable and my cock was hard, thinking about getting fucked in his sling. I leaned my head back in the sling and tried to relax. I closed my eyes and felt the “burn” he was talking about, but it felt very good. He told me “You’ve just had your first booty bump.” I tried to concentrate on the feeling of my heart beating and the burn in my ass. The temperature seemed to jump and my heart was racing, when I realized that he had slipped his cock into me. It felt so good that I laid back and willed my hole to open to take more of him into me. The fact that he was fucking me bare and was poz only made it hotter somehow. It didn’t seem real; like it was happening to someone I was watching on a porn film. I don’t remember his first load into me, but my body did. All of a sudden, my hole started clenching and pulling, milking his cock with every muscle in my being. I was being impregnated by His seed, and all my body knew was how much it wanted it. It just felt so good to feel his cock inside of me, breeding me, making me his boy, my body instinctively pulling it deeper inside of me to grow. I have no idea how long he fucked me or how many loads he gave me, when he pulled out and fingered me a bit. He moaned at how sloppy my hole was and how open it was. He then walked around to the side of the sling; He tied the sling wrist straps down securely. I was still out of it some, my body screaming for His cock. The fact that I was naked in a garden shed, with a small heater, in February, didn’t matter, I felt hot and flushed and oh so very horny. My head was rolling from side to side and my eyes were closed, but I could hear him moving around. We had talked earlier on the phone about a fantasy of mine. He pulled out a red bandana from somewhere, put it between my teeth and tied it around my head. “Look at me,” he said. I opened my eyes, and watched as he tied His arm with a rubber tube, then took the meth loaded syringe, found a vein and stuck it into his right arm. He pushed the plunger down about halfway, I watched fascinated as the semi-clear liquid went into His arm. He held it there for a few seconds, breathing deep, and then pulled the plunger out, and I saw the red tint of His blood start to mix with the remaining meth to fill the syringe. He pulled off the rubber tube with his teeth. I looked at His face, it wasn’t an expression, I recognized, and his eyes glittered like they were made of black glass. He reached over, tied the rubber tube around my arm, making my veins stand up, and started examining my arm, looking for a good vein. I remember, trying to say “No, no”, but the bandana was muffling my voice. He found the vein and said, “Here”. I remember tightening up a bit, but He had a firm grip on my arm. “Don’t move!” He commanded and for some reason that I still don’t understand, I obeyed him. My eyes widened as I saw him put the needle into my vein and I remember shaking my head from side to side. I started to breathe hard, fast shallow breaths through my nose. This is real! It is going to really happen! I was staring at the blood/meth filled syringe when he said “Look at me.” I looked in his eyes and felt him push the plunger down. He pulled out the needle, massaged the vein for a moment and then untied my gag. I looked at my arm, where I had been injected, and started to freak out. “Oh God, what have I done? What have I done? Help me! Jesus, help me!” I was crying out. I was panting in my terror. He looked at my face and pulled off the rubber tube, allowing the meth and his toxic blood to flow throughout my body. His bugs already starting their deadly work as they barebacked on the meth. He didn’t say a word as the drug took hold of my mind and body. He just walked down to my spread legs, shoved his hard cock into my hole, wrapped his arms around the chains of the sling, started pinching his nipples and began fucking me with full deep strokes. I looked deep into his glittering eyes. I’m sure he saw the horror in my eyes quickly turning into lust as he smiled and said the words I’ll never forget, “It’s too late. It’s too late” At that point, I realized he was right, it was too late. I wasn’t going to escape; I was going to be poz from this day forward. As, my mind tried to cope with that reality, he was delivering another load of seed into my body, and my ass was pulling and flexing, milking every drop into me. The drugs were hitting me hard and only one thing mattered; that was taking every drop of cum from my Father’s balls into me. “Please, please take my last neg load. I give it to you; I want you to have it. Help me give it to you.” I had to cum for him. Right then, the cum leaked out of my soft cock, He saw it, scooped some it up with his two fingers and put them into my mouth to suck clean. “This is the last neg load you’ll ever have.” And then he scooped some up, put the fingers into his mouth, and licked it clean, taking it into his body. My second load came just moments after my last neg load. He repeated the process, only this time; I was shaking, moaning, and begging for his cock. “Is this my first poz cum?” He looked down at me still fucking and said “The first of many, to spread to others.” Which wasn’t true, but in my fucked up mind, I swear that I could feel the bug swimming in my cum. “Yes Father, yes, I want to spread you to others. You’ll live forever in those I breed, just like all those who came before you live in you. Just like you’ll live in me. As I cum in them, part of my seed will be yours.” There was more talk, some of it I remember, some of it only comes to me in my dreams. The drug filled haze of my body and mind, made me into a cum whore. All I wanted was his cock and to be filled over and over with his seed.

The first time we connected, we agreed to meet in a park where we made our transaction. Several times after that, he would meet me at my house, an hour late, or two hours late, or he wouldn’t show up at all. It drove me crazy, but dealers are hard to come by, and I knew that if I pissed him off, I’d probably have a tough time finding another connection. After we’d met up maybe half a dozen times, I guess he decided that he could trust me, and he started having me meet him at his apartment. That worked out great, no more having to wait around, hour after hour, for him to show up. He would answer the door, we’d make the transaction, and I was on my way. One Saturday afternoon, after the usual frustration of trying to connect with my dealer, I finally got him to answer his phone, and he told me to meet him at his apartment. Fine. At least I wouldn’t waste an entire afternoon waiting for him to show up at my house. No matter how many times I met up with my dealer, I was always extremely nervous, so I got in the habit of taking a couple of big hits on my bubbler, before I left the house. That always made the tension and nervousness roll right off of me. I pulled on a pair of 501’s, my boots, and my black leather motorcycle jacket (no shirt), and headed out. Traffic was good, and parking was easy, so it didn’t take me more than 15 minutes to get to his apartment. Apparently the leather motorcycle jacket look gave him the idea that I was in the mood for some action, because, for the first time, he invited me in. As soon as I was inside, he offered me his pipe, and, of course, I accepted. I took a good hit, then handed it back to him. After we each had taken a few hits, he asked me if I did G. I said, “Sure,” so he went out into the kitchen to mix it up with some Gatorade. He handed it to me, and I drank it right down, as usual. But, man, this was some strong assed stuff ! It made me feel extremely dizzy, and just before I passed out, my eyes closed, and I could feel him unzipping my jacket and tearing open my 501’s. The last thing I remember, I was sitting on the couch, feeling his mouth on my cock. When I came to, I was all put back together, but I was still feeling kind of dizzy. I couldn’t help but notice that, now, there were 2 more men in the apartment. It turned out that one guy was another customer, and the other guy was my dealer’s supplier. The customer was a hot young guy who looked like he was barely of age, if that. He and my dealer were passing the pipe back and forth, and my dealer asked him what he liked. He said that he liked sucking big dicks. My dealer said, “I’ve got a pretty big dick,” and he proceeded to haul it out. He wasn’t kidding. It must have been about 8” long, and quite thick, and cut, with a big helmet head on it. The kid wasted no time dropping to his knees, enthusiastically sucking my dealer’s hard cock. Soon, the kid stripped down, and he resumed sucking. I asked the kid if he wanted to have his cock sucked, too, and he said, “Yeh !” So, I went right to work on him. I’m one of those guys who gets Tina-dick, as soon as I start partying. Not these guys. I was surprised that, even though they’d both been hitting the pipe, over and over, their cocks stayed rock hard. While I happily sucked the entire length of the kid’s cock in and out of my mouth, my dealer placed his hands on the back of the kid’s head, and repeatedly forced his down into the kid’s throat, and held it there until he had to come up for air. It was fuckin’ hot to watch, and I wished that it was my throat that was getting fucked. Several times, the 4th guy in the apartment (my dealer’s supplier) mentioned that he needed a ride back to his house. After a while, the kid had to take off, so I volunteered to drive the supplier back to his house. Every time I think of that afternoon, I could kick myself for not hanging around. Maybe I could have had a nice long session partying with my dealer and sucking and riding his big cock. It was about a 30 minute drive to the supplier’s house, and we exchanged small talk, then he suddenly blurted out, “Have you ever thought about becoming a dealer ?” I admitted that I hadn’t, and he proceeded to give me kind of a soft sell proposition. “You want some real quality shit, not that stuff he’s dealing you, that’s been cut so many times that you can hardly raise a decent cloud.” Well, he was certainly right about that. I told him I’d give it some serious thought, and I’d let him know. When we got to his house, he said, “Come on in. I’ll show you some real quality shit.” No way was I going to refuse THAT offer. I parked the car, and we went inside. Having never been in a supplier’s house, I didn’t know what to expect, but it looked pretty much like any other average house. He quickly gave me the ten-cent-tour, casually mentioning the sling that was hanging from a couple of beams in the ceiling of one of the bedrooms. Of course, my eyes lit up when I saw that. Back in the living room, he told me to have a seat, while he went out to the kitchen to get a couple bottles of water. When he returned, he also had what I was pretty sure was his “stash” kit. Smart guy, I thought. Being a supplier, he must have had a fairly large quantity of Tina, well hidden, somewhere in the house, and he kept a small “stash kit,” just for regular use. “Have you ever done hot rails,” he asked me ? I said that I had done, a couple times. “Wait’ll you try this shit,” he said. “This shit will knock you on your ass ! But, in a good way.” And, he laughed. I was surprised that the only thing in his “stash kit” was one small baggie, about half filled with very finely crushed Tina. Again, he was being smart, not keeping everything in one place. From one room, and then another, he retrieved a large mirror, a long glass rod, and a lighter. After placing the mirror on the coffee table, in front of me, he layed out a couple of fat lines of the Tina, then he proceeded to move a steady blue flame up and down the tip of the glass rod. When he determined that the glass rod was blistering hot, he handed it to me, and said, “There you go. Do that one,” pointing to one of the lines on the mirror. I put the glass rod to my nose, and very quickly sucked up the entire line of finely crushed Tina, holding the smoke in my lungs for a second, before blowing out a huge white cloud. “You feel that,” he asked ? He already knew the answer. He could see my bulging eyes and dilating pupils,as the rush intensified and i gasped for breath, my head and chest feeling hot, and my heart beating a mile a minute. Again, he laughed. Suddenly, I felt an urgent need to get out of my clothes, which I did. I could feel my hole twitching, and I couldn’t keep my hands off my cock as I watched him reheating the glass rod. Then, he handed the rod to me, and told me to continue heating it. “I’ll be right back,” he said. When he returned, he was minus all of his clothes, and wearing nothing but a steel cock ring and a pair of black leather chaps, with his big black cock hanging down, very thick and heavy. Showing a big grin, all I could say was, “Whoa !” “I thought you might like that,” he said, as he took the glass rod from me, and heated it a little more, before he bent down and snorted the second line. Immediately, he grabbed the back of my head, and pressed his lips to mine, and shotgunned the cloud into me, completely filling my lungs. Now, I really was reeling. “Chug down that bottle of water, then follow me,” he said. I was more than happy to do as I was told. He handed me a black jock strap, and said, “Here; try this on.” I pulled it on, glad to cover my ever shrinking Tina-dick, and turned back and forth to see if he approved. He smiled and nodded. “Go ahead and hop in the sling,” he told me, which I was more than happy to do.

Hey guys. A new story for you. This'll be two chapters, and yes, the second chapter is already written. I'll post it soon. xxx My Boy’s First Dildo Chapter 1. I’ll be the first to admit to having a solid thick six inches swinging between my legs. It’s not massive, but it is thick enough to stretch out a hole nicely. When my boy, Brian, and I started dating, I’d had a lot more experience than him. He’d had a few fuck buddies and a boyfriend or two, but he’d mostly just done oral. He confessed to me that he fantasized about taking POZ cum but wasn’t quite ready. I let him know that that didn’t freak me out and I might know a buddy who could help when he was ready. In our first times together, I made it clear to Brian that I prefer to top. I can bottom in a pinch, but I much prefer to top, preferably raw, preferably in an opened-up hole that I can fuck for a long time. Brian and I had been casually dating for a few weeks and things got more serious. Our dates would end up at his place or mine, with us switching blowjobs and me eating his hole and loosening him up with a finger or two. Last month, he let me tease his hole with the tip of my cock, and then asked me to bag up to get the whole head inside. He said it felt so good that he needed to cum and shot a big load before I was more than two inches inside him. He wasn’t in the mood to get fucked after he’d cum, so it meant I needed to pull out and jerk off on his tight abs. We met up a few times a week until I was briefly balls deep, protected by a condom, inside him. It was like a switch. As soon as something went inside him, he’d cum, always without touching his own cock. I told him he needed to practice more so he’d let me fuck him longer. I’d never been inside him raw and told him that as tight as he was, he’d make me cum immediately without the de-stimulation of the latex. I suggested we get him a dildo a bit bigger than my cock and we could properly train his hole to take my dick and eventually my cum. He thought hole training was a great idea and I told him we’d get him set up. After work, we met up and I drove to a seedy sex shop. I called on the way over to make sure my good pal Kyle was working. I’d brought a boyfriend or two before to Kyle for his expert help opening up tight holes. I stayed close as we toured the shop, but let Kyle do the talking. I knew Brian was in good hands. I introduced Brian to Kyle and we took a quick walk around of the shop, looking at some chastity cock cages, handcuffs and restraints, buttplugs, poppers, and some videos. I mentioned that Brian got off on POZ fantasies from time to time. He blushed but nodded. Kyle showed him a whole rack of bareback DVDs starring known POZ pornstars. Brian was practically panting and asked about different types of lube and toys. Kyle explained the importance of good lube saying he’d never put his cock in drugstore lube again. Brian grinned and asked which was his favorite. Kyle smiled and showed Brian a tub of mineral oil-based cream lube. As he held up the jar, Kyle said, ‘this is my second favorite lube. Raw cum is my favorite.’ We all chuckled at that. He told Brian how silky smooth it felt, and how it was great for toys and even fisting, but not condom-safe. He explained that the lube might wear down latex causing it to break. Brian nodded and said that shouldn’t be a problem as he’d only be letting me fuck him raw. Kyle muttered, ‘we’ll see about that…’ and winked at me. I could feel myself getting hard. Kyle showed Brian a selection of glossy black silicone dildos. He explained that these wouldn’t degrade with the oil-based lube. He went on about how easy they were to clean after play and asked Brian if he’d like to try it out. Brian gasped, ‘here?’ Kyle nodded and said the store had a strict policy of encouraging all customers to try out their toys before paying as returns couldn’t be accepted. Kyle asked me to whip my cock out, as if he hadn’t seen it before, so he could choose one a little bit bigger than me to get Brian nicely opened up. I unzipped my pants and Kyle took out a measuring tape. ‘Just over a solid six inches long,’ he said, licking his lips. I could see Brian blush, but I could also see him getting hard, and a nickel-sized dark spot of precum seeping through his jeans. Kyle suggested that Brian get undressed and climb into the sling at the back of the shop. As Brian went into a fitting room to discretely change, Kyle locked the front door of the shop and hastily scrawled a note and taped it to the door. My dick was still out when Brian came out, naked, and hard and drooling precum. Kyle and I helped him into the sling, and I gently placed his sneakered feet into the stirrups by my shoulders. I scooted his ass to the edge of the leather seat so his hole was hanging over the edge. Kyle suggested I get out of my clothes, so they didn’t get stained with the lube and I gladly obliged. Brian was grinning and staring at my dick, then directing his gaze to the toy in Kyle’s hand. Kyle’s other hand rested on his crotch, cupping what I knew to be a solid eight-inch uncut cock. I knelt down and lapped at Brian’s hairy hole. He was so tight. I made sure he was having a good time and he eagerly nodded. I lubed up my finger and slowly worked it into his hole. His face alternated between a grimace of pain and a sigh of pleasure. He was really liking the lube and the anal stimulation. Kyle slapped the hefty dildo against Brian’s hole and I smeared some lube on it. Brian put his hands behind his head and told us he was ready. Kyle aligned the big-balled base to his crotch and pushed gently forward, using his body to keep Brian’s tight hole from pushing the dildo out. Brian asked for more lube and I obliged, running my hands around the spot where the dildo was slowly slipping inside him. Brian looked at me and his eyes got big. ‘Hey, babe?’ ‘Yeah,’ I asked. ‘Do you think Kyle should take off his pants?’ ‘Why would he do that,’ I innocently asked. ‘We don’t want that lube splashing on his clothes, do we?’ I concurred and invited Kyle to disrobe. Kyle gladly guided my hand to the dildo now partially embedded in my boy’s lubey hole and took a step back. He yanked his clothes off and his long cock tumbled into view. It was a good inch longer than the silicone dildo. Brian literally started drooling at the sight of that hole-stretcher. Kyle stepped forward and reached to a cup mounted to the wall beside the sling. He got out a condom and opened it. Brian looked confused and Kyle pointed to his cock, now fully engorged, red, and a little angry-looking. Kyle’s cock was shiny and oozing precum. ‘I’m POZ, Brian. I should bag up, ya know, just to be safe.’ Brian looked a little dejected and I saw the beginnings of a pig born right there. Brian nodded and Kyle slipped the condom on. It only went half-way down his shiny red shaft. Kyle resumed his position, his body, naked except for a condom, lined up perfectly with my boy’s hole. He placed the base of the dildo to his pubes and gently eased his body forward. His sheathed POZ cock was inches away from my boy’s lubed-up hole and getting closer every second. To be continued…

So as I ve stated before about prep and undetectable, poz ,unmedicated prep and poz guys, I enjoy the fantasy/reality feeling bare cock in my hole and having fun with it and take responsibility for it Well so last night 2/4/23 , hubby and I had a hot fuck session with this cute cute cute "straight but curious" fitness trainer guy..this isn't fiction, but reality, and I want to share. This " straight curious" guy had been hitting me up on Squirt.org for a little while and he was interested in meeting and experience man on man sex. Not making this up, he's a fitness trainer with the beginnings of nice definition. I asked him what drew him to me and he stated it was because I looked like a nice guy and cute enough to fuck. I laughed in the text exchange and politely informed him the hubby and I are guy next door types and didn't want to disappoint him. Apparently he was cool with it, because he came over. We could tell he was nervous, by the way he was talking to be heard and his body language was observed a little nervous, kinda like excited fun nervous. He drank water, hubby and I had wine, we talked about pets and after a little while trying to connect on some level, we initiated the direction of the evening to our hot tub. We all three got naked in the hot tub, he began to relax as we began touching feet to feet and putting each others foot on the other guys crotch. Hot tub water felt good and very warm.There's something about having a foot rub on your cock in the water. MMmM. Heheh , so after about 30mn we were getting hot and we were getting the feeling we were all ready to get busy. We got in the house, rinsed off and all. The three of us plopped down on our king size bed. We let our new buddy lay on his back and get between the two of us. Hubby and I began tantric style touch, then hubby went down on our new friend first. His cock pointed straight up at a diagonal, rock hard, smooth meaty ball sac. Nipples were perky, nice and pink and he was smooth to the touch except for his blondish brown medium length beard. His beard felt good as I was kissing him. I was appreciative that he wanted to kiss back. Hubby meanwhile was licking this guy's nuts. We didn't force or push or rush the pace. It went kinda natural. He licked my balls a little bit while I hovered over him in a teabag style position and my hubby was nibbling on his left nipple. I asked him if I'm could eat him out and without hesitation he said sure. I tell ya what, his smooth skin with lightly bushy pubes had this authentic " been to the gym "workout sweat smell to his crotch. Fresh musk is attractive to me... Anyway, I could tell he liked his ass played with. I had this guy on his back legs up and while on my knees with a pillow underneath them while at the edge of our king size bed...Man on man, I licked his freshly made musky balls and medium pink hole that was absent of any pubes below his balls and hole. He was God to honest truth rocking in rhythm to me rocking him, letting my tongue go up and down his taint and hole with a pattern of tongue fucking his hungry straight curious hole needed. My husband began sucking his cock in tandem with my ass eating, as this guy was slowly getting rocked in synch with our rhythm. Hubby had to stop cock sucking only after a minute or two of both of us going down on him. He was about to cum and he wanted to last longer.....heheh hubby and I was Iike, okay handsome. Eventually we gravitated to the playroom and I got in the sling first. Now I wish I was able to get my poz talk on, however I knew the hubby and this cute gym guy would have instantly gotten turned off by it, so I'm just kept it to head space. In our playroom we have a sling and I got in it. Cute guy was only a top. The hubby is mainly a top. I was the only verse person in the group was me. I was happen to oblige without hesitation. Let me tell ya, between a good popper rush, pot gummy and nice size cocks going in my hole, some how I lasted in total about 2.5 hours in the sling. I had to take a break at one point and had him switch up with me to get in the sling. I ate his hole out and the hubby lubed his cock well and again the hubby and I formed a rhythm between him slow stroking this guy's and me eating this hungry " straight guy" ass. This guy didn't last but 3 minutes and he came, shooting all over his muscular belly. Fucking hot as hell. I truly believe after a few more sessions with this cute fucker, we'll get to fuck this guy with our cocks instead of just our tongues. So I got back in the sling after cum shot #1 from fitness stud. I willingly let my hubby and this guy continue to fuck me. Let's just say I had the poz talk in my headspace. All poppered up and buzzed on pot, I was in heaven. Both the hubby and this guy breed my hole and Ioved it. I kept pregnant they were wanted to share their hot poz loads trying to convert me to their poz brotherhood, challenging my neg status and telling me they wanted own my neg hole and breed.me.with their poz cum. Eventually, the hubby got to cum in my hole after the fitness guy...it got my husband turned on to all that warm lube and the muscle guys cum. After all was said and done, I pretended in my head, I got loaded up with poz cum like in some of the stories I've I ve been reading on this site. Being on prep made me feel comfortable with the fitness guy seeding my hole. Between fantasy and reality...Fuck last night was hot. I hope you guys enjoyed the story. It was a fun night last night. I figured I share with you guys.

West Michigan—January, 2022 Derrick and Jacob and I used to meet up about once a month. The pandemic has totally destroyed that. We have seen each other a couple of times in the last two and a half years when the three of us felt comfortable to meet. In the middle of January, we decided to get back together. It felt odd for about 10 minutes…and then we were right back to where we left off. We had a very long chat session to help get us back in tune. Derrick and I were dressed—and Jacob was in full rubber with a zip that could open the suit to get to his ass. We drank tea and caught up. And I kept imagining opening that zipper and feasting on Jacob’s hairy ass. Eventually, we moved from the living room to the den, where porn was playing. Derrick and I shed our clothes and sat next to each other on the couch. Jacob knelt before us, now having added a rubber head piece that covered his head and eyes—leaving just his mouth open. Derrick moved his head over to my thickening cock… “Suck him. Get him hard.” Jacob is eager. He opens wide. And takes most of my cock deep into his throat. He pulls off. “I forgot how big that is…” he murmurs and goes back down on me. This time to the root. His days of not being able to take all of me are long over. He goes down on me two or three more times before I move his mouth to my balls—and then to Derrick’s dripping dick. I go to the floor. I unzip the ass crack of his suit. Jacob re-adjusts his kneeling position to give me easier access. I lean forward and taste his ass for the first time in months. He is damp from the suit—and tastes salty and wonderful. I dig in and spit on his pucker as he noisily sucks his partner. I have to fuck him. I lube myself as I eat him out. The suit is tight—it is keeping his ass cheeks quite close together. I rear up—and enter him. I feel the zipper teeth scrape me a little, but it’s worth it to sink into him. Jacob stops sucking for a minute as I stop moving. He pants—and when he goes back to sucking Derrick, I know I can continue the fuck. I do. Not for long. But it’s a hot sight to see my very white cock plow into the black rubber stretched so tightly across his ass. “Let’s make this easier.” Derrick stands up and gets the thin bench they use in this room. I pull out and help Jacob up. Derrick and I both guide the sightless Jacob him to the bench and get him in place. Derrick stands at the front and feeds his boy his cock. I go back to a little rimming, while I re-lube. I stand up and, while still tighter due to the suit, it is an easier access. I fuck him—hard enough to really push him down on Derrick’s dick. We only stop when his knees get tired. “Why don’t you lose the suit and see how warm it is downstairs,” suggests Derrick. Jacob leaves us together to wriggle out of it in the shower. Derrick and I embrace. He sucks my cock—loving the taste of Jacob’s ass all over it. Then he climbs on the bench. I lick up and down his ass crack before zeroing in on his hole. He squirms in pleasure. “Go easy on me—it’s been a long time.” I stand up. I slide in, wait and begin the stroke. Derrick bucks back on me. He meets each thrust. The small room is filled with the sound of my slender hips slapping into his full ass. Jacob arrives and watches, nodding approvingly. “Take it all!” Derrick needs to move. We grab more water and go down to their delightfully overstocked playroom. Things have changed slightly. The sling, hung from the rafters, has shifted 90 degrees, so I am standing at the foot of it with a lot more space around me. Jacob, naked now, hops in first. I eat him again. I fuck him again. I grease up my left hand as I fuck. I move from my dick deep inside him to three of my fingers, barely breaking the fucking motion. Soon enough it is my whole left hand. “Are you going to add your cock, too?” I nod. I leave my hand in place and my cock slide down my wrist. The fat head goes in easily. My fingers open inside him and my shaft fucks between my middle and fourth fingers. Jacob groans. Derrick, sitting to the side, watching my every move, gropes himself. I pull my dick out. Then my hand. I go right back in. Hand. Cock. Fuck my fist deep in Jacob. I grease up the right. I reverse it all. Right. Cock. And fuck that fist. Jacob can’t keep his hand off his cock. Watching me use his ass in the mirror above is making him stiffen up. “Can you find me a small dildo,” I ask Derrick. He brings back something I would not remotely call small. I grease it up and work it slowly into Jacob. Jacob pants and his erection subsides. I move it in a slow rotation, making him feel the stretch. “I want something small enough I can use it to double fuck him.” Derrick arrives with another toy. The perfect size—a nice seven inch dick. It is greased and inserted. I add myself. Jacob’s eyes tell the story as my cock supersizes his hole. Soon enough I go back to just my hands. One and then the other. At one moment, I am close to getting them both in at once. “Break,” pants Jacob. I clean up a little and help him out of the sling. He goes off to get rid of the extra lube and Derrick takes his place. “Do you need a break?” he asks. (We have been going all afternoon.) I shake my head and kneel to taste his fucked ass. He groans—and asks for some lube for his cock. I give him my bottle, never taking my mouth away from his ass crack. Once I get my fill—and make my cock rock hard again—I stand up and fuck him. I love watching Derrick’s eyes roll up into the back of his head. He stops stroking to concentrate on the sensations I am creating in his ass. His eyes come back into focus and to the mirror above him. He watches my cock split his ass in two. I slow down. Pull out. Grease up my left. It takes me longer to get into Derrick. I am guessing he hasn’t had as much ass play during the lockdown. But I finally get in. “Add your cock…” I nod. He’s read my mind. My wet dick slides down my wrist and goes into him as well. I try to keep my hand a fist inside, but it feels better to have it open and to fuck between my fingers. Jacob returns. He loves seeing Derrick used—and knows just what his partner is feeling. I fuck a little with just my dick. I start working the right hand into him. Jacob knows what is needed. He covers Derrick’s nose and mouth with his fragrant armpit. It works like poppers—my hand is all but pulled into place. I add my cock and fuck. Soon I move to just hands. Back and forth. Derrick groans. He has suddenly had enough stretch. We stop. Derrick asks how he can get me off—but we all agree that dinner sounds better… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Derrick and Jacob Re-open the Playroom (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) March 3, 2022

Indianapolis—December, 2021 A few days after Christmas, I went to Keshawn’s home in Indy. We both had an itch that needed to be scratched. I took the sling. It rained heavily, all the way down, lightening up just enough when I arrived not to get myself fully soaked as I grabbed the bags from the car. I set the sling up behind the couch as Keshawn found us appropriate porn to fuck by—in this case An Epic Orgy with 14 men rutting in a bar. (And featuring two men, Jake Morgan and Clay Towers, I have had my cock deep inside.) I slid the tarp under the sling to protect his carpet and we were ready to go… Keshawn stands in front of the couch. I sit on it to tie my boots. His huge cock slaps me in the face. I forget my laces and take him into my mouth. Fuck, he is so damn thick I feel like I can’t help but scrape him with my teeth—my mouth is stretched so wide open. But he doesn’t seem to care—or he’s used to it. He moans as I tongue his piss slit. I take maybe half of his dick down my throat—I just can’t do more. He pulls out, kneels between my legs and sucks my drooling cock. I lean back and close my eyes, letting the tensions of the three hour drive evaporate. Keshawn doesn’t forget my balls. He gets them good and wet. “Let me eat your ass,” I finally murmur. He heads for the sling, but I tell him to bend over the back of the couch. He bends, watching the men on the big screen TV. I kneel, pull his generous black cheeks apart and drill into his warm hole. “Oh, fuck…” His hole is so ready for me—just a few pokes of my tongue and he is flowering open. But I don’t stop. I lick and spit until Keshawn is groaning. Only then do I stand up and work my greased cock into him. He could just take it, his hole is so ready, but I want him to feel every inch as I push it into him. I stop and pull back each time—giving him just a little more on the forward stroke. His mouth may not be begging for all of it—but his ass sure is—it greedily takes every inch I give it. Finally, I bottom out, my overgrown bush grinding against his ass lips. “Fuck me!” I oblige. Slow and long strokes—letting both of us savor it all. But I can’t help myself. I am soon fucking much faster—actually in time with one of the hairy, hot tops on the screen. I slow down and pull out. I taste his hole again. He is so damn juicy—already. I savor it and swallow. “Let’s do the sling.” I get Keshawn into the stirrups. I love looking at his long, lanky body lying there. I go to my knees and eat his hole briefly. I can get my tongue in so much deeper with him on his back. But soon my cock replaces it. I thrust hard and fast—truly jack rabbiting his puffy hole. Keshawn’s breathing is as hard and heavy as my own as I pump into him. His hand strokes his never soft cock. I slow down. I change to a very deliberate stroke—only giving him half my length repeatedly and then surprising him with the whole shaft. Each time I give him the full length he groans—and his hand stops flogging himself. His ass is getting wetter. I have to stop and taste him again. I lick and spit some back into him. I lick his ass jizz out again and this time I swallow it down. I stick my cock back in his wet mancunt, get it good and wet and take it to his mouth. He licks me clean, craning half of his upper body out of the sling. “Now you know why I can’t keep my tongue out of you…” I go back and fuck him, hard and fast… * I want his ass in a different position. I unhook the stirrups and move them down his leg from his ankle to his knee. Then I pull his leg towards his chest and hook the stirrup next to his head. I do the same to his other leg. I kneel and rim him deep. Again, the change of position allows for even more access. Keshawn is stroking hard. I stand up and fuck him. Balls deep on every stroke. He grunts on every hard thrust. He is loving it. His moans are the kind that make me work even harder. I relax his legs to the regular sling position. The other is great—but tiring, even for the really flexible. Once in place, I let him hit the poppers before I fuck him again. Just as hard. Listening to the steady smack on my hips on his generous ass cheeks. Over. And over. Keshawn groans—and shoots a massive load all over himself. I pull out and bend to taste some of it. Then I coat my cock with his cum. “Can you keep going?” “Yes...” “I am fucking your cum into you. Take it.” I have smeared vast amounts of jizz on my rampant cock. I look down and see it froth around his ass lips. Keshawn takes it like a man—but I can see the post orgasm fuck is harder for him. I take a hit of his poppers. I kneel and lick all the cum off the outside of his hole. I stand up and sink into him. I am firing off instantly—replacing all his jizz with a large load of my own… And the largest snow of December dumped on me for the last two hours of my trip home… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Keshawn Takes the Loads (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) February 20, 2022

Fun at the Bathhouse I went to the bathhouse with a sexy friend who makes it clear that he takes all loads. There was a line to check-in, full of sexy men. My pal got buzzed and it took ten minutes for me to get to the counter. We somehow got separated and by the time I was undressing at my locker, my friend was already doing laps through the dimly lit corridors. I lost track of him here and there but kept an eye on my friend as he hunted for raw dick. There was a younger couple holding hands a few places in line behind us, one of whom looked excited and the other looked nervous. I nodded to them and made a point to keep my eyes open for them inside. My pal did the rounds from the private cabins, many of which had open doors with a guy ass up on the padded bench they called a bed. I went took a shower and jerked off a bit as guys walked by checking out my body and my meat. I soaked in the hot tub and a guy sat next to me. Ten seconds later, his knee was pressing against mine. A minute later he was jerking me off as he fingered his hole with his other hand. He leaned over and asked if I had a room. I knew all the rooms were occupied and there was a waiting list, so I shook my head. Clearly, the guy wanted to get fucked in a room. I was feeling warm, so I took a cool shower before heading to the dry sauna. I made sure to sit by the door so I could see if my friend passed by. A few minutes later, my pal saw me, and he joined me in the sauna. A hung bear guy was sitting on the upper bench and started to massage my friend’s shoulders. I heard my pal ask the stranger if he had a room. He nodded. My pal stood up and let the guy lead the way. I noticed a biohazard tattoo on the small of the guy’s back and knew my pal would be taking his first POZ load of the night in a few minutes. My friend was just out of the sauna door when the twinky couple came in. They sat opposite me. One was pale and blond, and he gripped his boyfriend’s muscled tanned arm for support. The tan one leaned over and pointed to the exiting stranger’s biohazard tattoo. He whispered, barely audible, ‘you see, that means he’s POZ.’ The blond nodded meekly. Another man came in and sat next to the blond. He opened his towel and revealed a hefty glistening cock with that now-familiar biohazard tattoo peeking out of his pubes. The blond saw it and gasped. The POZ man let his knee graze the blond’s, who moaned in response. ‘Babe, he’s touching my knee,’ the blond whispered to his boyfriend. ‘Do you want to play with him,’ he asked. The blond nodded. The tan guy reached over and opened his boyfriend’s towel. The POZ man reached for the blond’s dick, and soon both slowly jerked the blond off. I knew something sexy was about to happen and the tanned guy lifted and turned his boyfriend over, so his knees were on the bench and his face in the POZ man’s crotch. I watched his pink hole wince as his boyfriend crouched down to eat his creamy ass. The blond had no choice but to swallow the large POZ cock now dangling in his face. His eyes got big as he clocked the tattoo and traced it with his fingers. The blond went from hesitation to enthusiasm as he swallowed that big dick to the root. After a few minutes of ass-eating and cock-sucking, the POZ top and the tan boyfriend muttered some words, and they then flipped the blond right side up and lowering himself to sit on the POZ stranger’s big raw cock. The blond groaned as he took that stud’s inches. There were four other guys in the sauna, and by now we were all jerking off. One got up and grabbed the orange key strapped to his forearm. He announced, ‘I’ve got a room. It’s too hot in here. Come with me.’ The tan boyfriend lifted his partner off that raw POZ dick and the four of them headed to his room, barely covering up with their now-soaked towels. The guy was right about the heat. I was ready for a break, so I took another cool shower and went for a walk through the complex. I knew I wanted to check out the steam room and the gloryhole / darkroom section, but I figured I should check in with my friend. I eventually saw him leaning against a mirrored wall as a hung top railed him. I guess that top didn’t have a room as it seemed like most sex had been happening in rooms. With the place this full, raw sex was now happening everywhere. I walked through the labyrinthine hallway of rooms and made my way to the sauna. I’d made myself comfortable when the twink couple reappeared. The blond was flustered and gripping his partner’s arm. The blond whispered, ‘sorry, it just happened too fast.’ His partner kissed him and he moaned, ‘it just felt so good. I shouldn’t have made them cum so soon.’ The tanned guy groaned and said, ‘you look so hot taking their loads. Just let me know when you want more.’ The blond kissed him hard and spread his thighs. His towel parted and his boyfriend reached down and played with his now-cummy hole. They leaned back and relaxed. I watched as POZ seed oozed out of his hole and onto his towel. A guy next to me reached down to my crotch. He liked my dick and the sexy couple across the way got me stiff. The guy looked to me for approval, and I nodded. He leaned over and blew me while I played with his slick hole. He was a handsome Asian guy with pointy pecs and a bit of a belly, and incredible cocksucking technique; he swallowed my dick all the way and just left it there, flexing his throat around my shaft. He asked me if I had a room, and I shook my head. He was overheated and went for a cool down. I whispered that I hoped to see him again later. I stayed in the steamroom and watched as another bear of a guy entered and made a beeline for the twink couple. The bear approached them and opened his towel. ‘I hear you like sharing your boy’s hole with POZ men?’ The tan guy nodded as the blond leaned forward and eagerly swallowed the guy’s dick. The man face-fucked the blond as his boyfriend jerked him off and toyed with his cummy hole. The guy asked if they had a room and they shook their heads. The tan guy laid down on the bench and had his boyfriend mount his dick cowboy style. He leaned forward, offering up his sloppy hole to the bear to DP. I watched as the blond took those two raw cocks right there in the steamroom. The blond leaned forward and kissed his boyfriend hard on the mouth. The bottom was clearly more experienced than I’d have guessed from his nervousness. The bear looked at me and saw my leaking hardon. He reached over and jerked me off saying, ‘you’re so wet.’ The bear arched his back and spread his furry buttcheeks apart. He guided my dick to his crack saying, ‘drip your precum into my ass and let me fuck myself on your cock!’ I nodded and slipped into his loose sloppy hole. The bear clearly took loads as much as he liked to give them. He stayed still as I slid myself into him and let him do the work sawing back and forth into the blond’s hole and onto my raw dick. It didn’t take long for the top to fire his load deep into the blond boy’s asshole. The bear squeezed my cock with his furry muscle butt as he came. He clenched and unclenched as I slipped out and a river of fresh cum oozed out of his matted hairy ass. I caught the slimy seed in my hand and smeared it on my cock. The guy picked up his towel and nodded. He guided me into the blond’s upturned hole, still stuffed with his boyfriend’s dick. I slipped inside that blond boy’s cumslick pussy and loved feeling my dick slide against his boyfriend’s dick. The blond made out with his boyfriend as I sloshed around in his hole. Even with his boyfriend’s cock there just wasn’t enough friction to get me off. Still, it felt amazing smearing globs of cum from the bear’s hole into this fresh ass. I was ready for a breather so pulled out with a gloopy plop and left the steamroom. Another guy got up to take my place as the door closed behind me. If my math was right, so far tonight, the blond now had his fifth bare cock in his hole. I headed for another cold shower and went looking again for my pal. I found him in the dark room in one of the slings. He’d brought a bag of huge butt toys and had them displayed on a shelf with a tub of lube. The biohazard top from the sauna, who was the first to breed the blond, was working a pig hole plug into my pal’s butt and then slipped inside. He pounded my friend until he pulled out. I took a turn, and the friction felt great on my dick. I figured I wanted my cock in at least one more hole before cumming, so I pulled out. I made a round of the darkroom area and saw the twink couple again. They nodded to me. As I walked by, the blond whispered, ‘OK, one more load, and then I’ll be ready to go.’ I turned back and asked if they’d been to the sling area yet. I motioned that way, and they followed me. My pal was feet up as another guy was forcing a ridiculously big toy dildo into his hole. The blond grinned and moaned, ‘I want you to open me up like that!’ The blond had clearly never been in a sling before and he needed a bit of help getting situated. Once his feet were in the stirrups, he relaxed. His boyfriend slid easily in to his wet stretched-out hole. He pounded for a few minutes and offered me a go. I took his place and gestured to the toys. As my buddy took a guy’s raw cock alongside an obscenely big toy, he moaned, ‘yeah, slide that in his hole!’ The tan boyfriend grabbed a big shiny dildo and slimed it up with more lube. I realized it had just been inside my pal’s hole and was now going to go inside his boyfriend without even being washed off. The tan dude handed the toy to me, and I pulled out. We inserted the big toy and let the blond get used to it. I let his boyfriend go first. He slipped in alongside the obscene toy. I spit on my finger and teased his furry hole with it. He came hard quickly and pulled out with a sloppy plop. I slid into his cummy mess alongside the dildo and mixed the seed, lube, and juices around before adding my own. Another guy stepped out of the shadows and slid into my pal, fucking him before adding his cum to his sloppy stretched-out cunt. I realized it was the sexy Asian guy who had blown me earlier. As he pounded my pal, I saw a trickle of cum leaking down his thighs. All told, my pal got fucked by four raw dicks and took at least three loads. The blond at least five cocks and I had my dick in one mouth and two holes. Not a bad Friday night at all.