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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.
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Hey guys. This is the first story I've written in awhile. I used to have an account as btm4bbrn, but deleted it awhile back for personnel reasons. This first chapter has a bunch of lead up, I promise there will be more exciting chapters soon. As always, feed back is always a appreciated! Check out my other stories. They are: Scorpion Bikers Turned Over Christmas XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Chapter 1 This is a story about how I, a once straight college jock boy, was turned into a bottom slut for black cock overnight by a random stranger. A little about me. My name is Riley, and I am about to start my Sophomore year of college. I'm about 19 years old, and stand about 6'2" and 170lbs. My white body is not overly muscular, but I was pretty toned from playing sports in high school and hitting the weights during my freshman year. I have brown hair, with a high fade on the sides that led to longer hair on top that I kept in a messy look. It all started as I was waiting at the gate to catch my flight back to college. I had just flown into Chicago from Iowa, and was waiting to catch my connecting flight. I grew up in a smaller midwestern town and I was going to college in Georgia. I did not want to be so far from home, but I had gotten an academic scholarship. Due to the distance, my parents decided to pay for me to fly back to school to save on a multi day road trip in my car that was not all that reliable. They had drove me down to school last year, but this year they decided that I could make the trip down myself. I sat at the gate, waiting for the 830pm flight, scrolling through Tik Tok on my phone with my airpods in. I noticed movement in the corner of my eye, and saw somebody sit down across from me. I looked up and saw a very large black man sitting there, also scrolling through his phone. This man looked to be in his late 30's, and he was wearing dress slacks and polo shirt. This man was ripped, with bulging arms with big veins that were stretching the sleeves of his shirt. His pants were tighter, and I noticed his calves and thighs looked solid against the fabric. He looked to be about 6'4", with hair buzzed short on the sides that led to longer curly hair on top. He and black scruff on his face, and I could see some tattoo's stretching out from under his sleeves and going down his arms, but I was unable to make out what they were. I went back to my phone, and soon heard the gate agent come over the PA to say that the flight was delayed due to maintence. About an hour later, the gate agent came back on and told us that they were unable to fix the issue and that the flight would be cancelled. The next flight would be the next day when they were able to get a spare part in. I groaned and pulled out my cell phone, calling my girlfriend over my airpods. I had been dating Audrey since the middle of my freshman year, and we had managed to do the long distance relationship over the summer. The phone rang, and she eventually picked up. I told her about the flight, and she was upset that it was now going to be even longer until we were able to see each other, even if it was only another couple hours, or at most a day. I told her I would spend the night in the airport since I didn't have money for a room, and we said our goodbyes and hung up the phone. No sooner then right after I hung up the phone and took my airpods out did a hear a voice, and realized the black man sitting across from me was talking to me. "Bro you really planning to spend the night in the airport? Thats fucking brutal!" the man said. "Yeah dude, headed back to school and I'm pretty tight on money. Looks like I'm camping out tonight" I smirked and said back to him as I gathered my things. "Nah man. I just booked a room at the airport hotel here. It's got two beds. I can't let you stay here over night buddy thats just wrong". I told him I appreciated the offer, but I would be fine staying for just one night. The man was persistent, and would not talk no for an answer. He was adamant that I take up his offer, telling me he just felt bad knowing I was gonna be sleeping on the floor in a crowded airport. He eventually wore me down, and I agreed to stay with him, mostly because it was apparent he was not going to take no for an answer. I figured whats the worst it could be, it's only one night and it beat sleeping on the floor in a crowded airport. Little did I know this decision would change my life forever. I grabbed my backpack and followed him, as he drug his small carry on bag behind him. We made small talk as we walked across the airport and over to the hotel across the street. I found out his name was Adrian, and that he was here visiting for work and trying to get home as well. I told him I was going back to college, and that I was from Iowa. We stopped at the baggage carousel on the way out of the airport to grab my luggage, but the airline said the luggage was already loaded into the plane and they did not have the staffing to have anybody unload them. I just laughed to myself, my day had gone from bad to worse.What next I thought to myself. I did not have any spare clothes or anything to wear besides what I had on. Adrian just laughed and "Boy they are really screwing you over tonight. Don't worry we will figure something out", and with that he kept walking. We got checked into the hotel, and Adrian insisted we grab food at the restaurant in the hotel lobby. I tried to just sit there and not order anything since I did not have money, but Adrian insisted I order and that he was buying. I ordered a burger and a water, and we made small talk as we ate. Adrian asked about school, home, and if I had a girlfriend. I filled him in on Audrey, and he just smiled and said "good for you bro." I found out he was single, and had just joined a business firm after getting out of the military and he was traveling for work. Adrian sat and drank whiskey while I sipped on water as we visited. I wanted nothing more but to get to the room so I could get to bed and get on my flight the next day, but Adrian seemed to be in no sense of a hurry. We continued talking, mostly him asking me questions and staring at me with his brown eyes. His attitude was matter of fact, and he was kind of arrogant, but who was I to judge a man who was giving me a place to stay and even bought me a meal. Eventually the restaurant said they were closing and forced us out. We grabbed our things and I followed Adrian up to the room. Once in the room, Adrian told me I could hit the shower and wash the travel dirt off of me. I didn't particularly want to shower, but he said it in a way that made me feel like I should, and I felt like it was the polite thing to do if this man was suggesting it. "I know you don't have anything to change into, I'll see if I have anything for you to wear buddy" he called out as I went into the bathroom. I told him that was not necessary and got into the shower. I turned off the water and got out of the shower. As I pulled the curtain back I noticed all of my things were out of the bathroom. My clothes were gone, and my wallet and cellphone were missing from the bathroom counter. What the fuck I thought to myself. "Hey Adrian have you seen my things?", I yelled out of the bathroom. "Bro I grabbed them, come out here I found something for you to wear". Jesus I thought to myself, this guy is just over the top. I tucked a towel around my naked waist, and awkwardly walked out of the bathroom. When I came out of the bathroom Adrian was standing at the foot of the bed, wearing only a pair of black boxer briefs and a gold necklace. I could see his chest was firm and round, and the crotch of the boxers had a rather large bulge. This threw me off at first, but then I quickly figured Adrian must be getting ready to hop in the shower himself. "Get the fuck over here faggot and get on your knees". What the fuck I thought to myself, there's no fucking way. This guy must have me confused for something else. "Ah...ha...I don't swing that way buddy, remember I told you I have a girlfriend?" This seemed to put Adrian into a rage, and I saw fire in his eyes. He lurched forward, and grabbed me by the throat with one hand, and grabbed my dick through the towel with his other hand. I immediately panicked, and tried to back up and break free, but this man towered over me and was much stronger. He held me with a firm grip, and I struggled to breath as he held my throught and it felt like he was going to rip my dick off. "Did you think you were getting all of this for free boy? You think you were just gonna take advantage of a free room, eat a meal on my dime, and not have to pay for it? No I know your white college ass is broke as fuck, but you're gonna pay another way. Maybe next time you should think twice about staying with random strangers". My heart race and I panicked, not knowing what the fuck was going on or how I was going to be able to talk myself out of this predicament. "Please..just let me...go man I'm so sorry" I struggled to get out, with the large black hand still firmly around my neck. "You got two options here white boy. Either you can walk out of this room right now, stark naked and figure out what to do with yourself, or you can spend the night with me and work off your debt in other ways with that sexy body of yours. If you stay, you're gonna become very friendly with my big cock before you catch that flight tommorrow. Also, I got your phone and wallet locked in the safe, so those will be staying with me until I decided to give them back in the morning". Adrian eased up on my throat, and asked "Well whats it gonna be boy?". I sat there in silence, not knowing what to say or do. It felt like I had a frog in my throat and my stomach had dropped to the floor. I had no idea what other option I had other than to stay, because god knows I couldn't walk into the lobby naked as the day I was born without being arrested. I was stuck between a rock and a hard place. I was repulsed at the thought of what this man planned to do to me, but I decided that I would do what I had to do to get through the night and get on my plan tommorrow and let all of this be a distant memory. "I...uh...I guess I will...uh...guess I will stay Adrian" I gulped and looked down at my feet, wishing I could just crawl into a hole and disappear. My hands were trembling and I dreaded what the rest of this night might bring.- 54 replies
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Kyle was an 18 year old high school senior. Excelled at sports. Aced most of his classes. Except one. That was his history class. His teacher Mr. Caine secretly lusted after Kyle. Caine was a tall hairy guy. He was also a well respected teacher. With Kyle on the verge of flunking, Kyle talked to his parents and girlfriend who convinced him to talk to Caine about making up some assignments. Since he had sometime before graduation. “Kyle. I’m not sure if there’s enough time for you to make up the class.” “Please Mr. Caine.” “I’ll do anything you say.” “Anything?” Caine raised his eyebrow. “Yessir”. “I need to pass so I can graduate.” Caine got up walked over to Kyle unzipped his pants and pulled them down. “Suck my hard cock Kyle.” “Sir, I’m not gay.” “You’re not going to pass my class either.” “If you don’t do as I say.” Kyle knew he had no choice. He took in Caine’s big thick cock and started sucking him. Caine got undressed and ordered Kyle to get undressed. Both completely naked. Caine positioned the young man on a chair leaning him against the wall. Caine slowly slid his dick into the young man’s virgin tight hole. Kyle screamed with an unlubed dick went in. Caine didn’t care. He was rough fucking the young man. For Kyle what felt like hours was almost over. Caine felt his dick pulsate in Kyle’s ass. Shooting several loads into him. Caine grunted. Pulled out. Kyle fell to the floor. Caine got dressed. Smiled at him. “You passed my class.” Then walked out. Before Kyle could pull himself together. The overweight 53 year old custodian came in. Saw a naked Kyle with loads coming out of his ass. Decided to fuck him too. Before Kyle could do anything the old man was inside of him shooting off his loads……unfortunately for Kyle the custodian threatened to tell his girlfriend. Unless he continues to have sex with him and a few of his friends.
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Eric was a 20 year old college student. He was dating the local preacher’s daughter Sally. The preacher didn’t like Eric. With good reason. Eric had been in trouble with the law. But got his life together. But what he didn’t like about Eric is that he caught Eric and Sally in bed. He deflowered his little girl at least in his own mind. So Eric needed to be punished. He put a plan into action. The preacher reached out to Bob a 58 year old gay man who had sexual fantasies about Eric. One of them being hung on a cross. Then lowered it down. Then Bob could live out his fantasy of fucking the young man. The preacher got Eric to an isolated era. Slipping a sleeping pill into his water when Eric wasn’t looking. Once Eric was out. The preacher got Eric to the makeshift cross. Bob undressed Eric then tied his hands to the cross. With his legs left to hang loose. The young man woke up . Realizing he was trapped he pleaded with the preacher to let him go. “You took my daughter’s purity and innocence away from her.” The preacher said to Eric. “Since you like penis’s in butts.” “Bob here is going to put his into yours.” Bob then comes out naked. Bob was 58 gray hair with a belly. Both men carefully lower the cross. Eric tries to free himself. But due to the sleeping pill and the roofie that Bob put into the young man’s water. Eric was figurely and literally fucked. “I’ll leave you two alone.” The preacher said. Bob with a look in his eyes was finally going to have his fantasy turned into a reality. Bob was playing with Eric’s hole and dick. Even rubbing his hands on the young man’s tone body. Bob then lifted Eric’s legs over his shoulders. Slowly putting his dick into Eric’s ass. “Please don’t” Eric pleaded. By shutting him up. Bob forces a long kiss on Eric. His dick now inside Eric. He took his time. For Eric this felt like an eternity. But it was a little over an hour of fucking Eric. Bob felt himself starting to cum. “Ahhhh” Bob shouted his dick pulsing loads deep inside of Eric. Bob unties Eric’s hands. Eric tries to push Bob off of him. But his hand’s fall on the back of Bob’s shoulders. Bob and The preacher knew they couldn’t let him go. So Eric would disappear. Bob had a cabin in the woods. Nobody would dare look for him. Eric became Bob’s sex slave. Once in awhile Bob would have friends over to fuck the young man. He was now a cum dump
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My first attempt of writing story so i d be glad to get some tips and suggestions. Part 1: Anonymous straight boy It s 2 am and Vincent is horny. He could not sleep, so he did what he have always done, logging in the local hook up website for some late night bootycall. Vincent is a gay guy in his 20s, asian background with a fit body that he honed regularly at the gym. He has been fucking since he was 16. He was attractive, 1.75m and have an average dick. He usually meet guys on grindr, but occasionally he would go on to local hookup site to find those "straight" boys. It s a habit he got from college, helping many classmates "discover" themselves. He has always been a top and he likes the feeling of convincing the so call "straight" boys to let him slide his dick into their virgin hole. He is not big so it was easy to tell them it won't hurt much. And man those boys were easy to turn. When he got out of college, it was harder to find other curious boys so he turned to the anonymous hookup sites, and he was lucky a few times. These sites mostly have those daddies looking for boys or cumdump sluts begging to be fucked, but on the rare occasion a curious guy would pop in looking to experience some man on man sex. Tonight Vincent is lucky again. He gets a message from blondjock95. blondjock95: "Hey man, wanna try a dick. You are down?" vinceprince: "You wanna get banged? Travel?" blondjock95:"Yeah. Just wanna get fucked. CONDOM ONLY. No kissing and i wont touch your dick otherwise." vinceprince: Bingo. "Fine by me. Send ur pic and I ll send the address." Vince opened the attached pic to see a lean swimmer body, he hope the dude looks good too and not a catfish because he really needs to blow his load tonight. 20 minutes later, he got a text from blondjock95, whose name was Derek, saying he arrived. Vincent open the door and is pleased. The guy was handsome, blond hair with gray eyes and killer smile. They got into the room quickly and Vince got down to business. He stripped them both naked and went down on his knee to give Derek a blowjob. He heard a soft moan as his lips wrapped around the rock hard 20 cm cock. He could taste the salty precum leaking out and the musky smell of Derek's balls. Derek is very well shaven, in contrast to Vincent's thick bush. After a few minutes of sucking, Derek is leaking like a fountain. Vincent looks up, smiles and licks his lips. Derek responds with a weak and shy smile. Vincent turns him around and goes for his as, munching on the virgin hole like a ripe peach. Derek is moaning loudly as Vincent drove his tongue in deep. "Lovely virgin hole. Gonna make you cry tonight and addicted to cock tonight baby"-Vincent thinks to himself. He got up and faces Derek. He places his hands on his shoulders and gestures for Derek to move to the bed. When he gets to the bed, Derek suddenly stops and says: "Hey, is it ok if we try something?" "What is it, stud?" Vincent gave a friendly smile, and was caught by surprised when Derek leans in for a kiss. Derek pulls back after a few seconds, unsure what to do. Vincent still has the surprised look on his face, but then goes in for another kiss. Derek is by far the best kisser Vincent has. but something about the clumsy peck and innocent kiss turn him on. The boys keeps making out as they fall onto the bed. After a while, Vincent breaks the kiss: "Let s get you nice and wet back there." Vincent made Derek sat on his face and drove his tongue deep into Derek hole one more time before he seals the deal. He savours the musky cherry ass when suddenly he felt hot breath near his cock. After a moment, he felt Derek's mouth wrapped around his cock. "Lol, easier than I thought. Not so straight afterall."-Vincent thought. The blowjob is just as mediorce as Derek kissing skill. He does not know how to deepthroat and could not handle half the shaft despite Vincent 12 cm. But again Vincent was hit by another surprise. He felt his cum bubbling up his shaft. "What the hell...?"-he thought. So many guys that were way better cocksuckers than Derek had served him and they needed at least half an hour to even get Vincent close. What is wrong with him tonight? "Hey, that s enough. Let s give you what you came here for." Vincent said as he rolls Derek over and climbs between his legs. He got the condom on and lubed up Derek. He sank into the virgin hole as the blond jock gasp for breath, feeling his cherry getting popped. Vincent size let him easily pass through the sphincter and reached Derek's prostate. "Let's get the party started."-he thought. Then Derek pulled him down for another clumsy kiss, and suddenly his cum is about to spill again. Derek panickingly pulled out and rolled over. "What's wrong?" Derek sounds concerning. "It's... I don't know. I m sorry but I m close. Maybe cuz i havent cummed for the whole day." Derek tried to hold in his cum. "Damn. I wanna try tonight..." Derek sounds dissappointing and Vincent's heart sinks. He is not sure from what but he does not like the feeling. The shame of not be able to perform? The guilt of getting this boy all the way here to let him down? "Well. I came all the way here. Can I fuck you then?" Derek asks "Like hell you would, virgin."-Vincent thinks and is about to say when he catches the puppy eyes. The words did not escape his mouth. Mix of guilt and shame flushes back in and he blurted out: "Ok." And so Derek lubed up Vincent the way he did him before. Vincent was still dumbfounded of what he agreed to and just lie there. Derek gets into missionary and line his dick in front of Vincent's hole. He looks him in the eyes with the innocent look again. Derek has a cold feet. He has not been fucked for years and might as well be a virgin. He only fucks, he does not want to get fucked. He opened his mouth to protest when the tip of Derek's cock pushes in. A deep grunt followed by a high pitch moan escapes Derek. He feels like his breath is knocked out as the cock invaded him. "Fuck, this is why I don't bottom."-Vincent thinks. He feels taken, by a virgin he s suppose to be fucking no less. Like the virgin he is, Derek does not let Vincent adjust and begins to pound away and Vincent could not voice his protest. His breath keeps getting knocked out by each thrust and he could not do anything but lie there and takes the pounding, sobbing while his hole getting stretched. Then Derek leaned in for the kiss and the pain slightly subsided. And so Vincent clings to it. He is like a thirsty man in the desert who s finally given some water and does not want to let go. His hole is on fire and Derek's clumsy kiss is the only thing making it better. It goes on for ten minutes, and Derek just goes harder. Vincent's hole finally get used to it and his prostate was being pounded hard. He is in so much pain and ecstasy that he is in tear and sobbing. And it finally arrives. His cumshot is massive. It sprays all over him and even hit Derek in his chest and face. Vincent just cries in orgasm at this point, involuntarily squeezing his hole, making Derek pump a big load inside. Derek caught his breath after a minute and pulled out. In his exhausted state, Vincent could see it. That look that he had seen so many times from all the "straight's boys" that he popped their cherry. Derek was flooded with shame of what he just did. He pulled out the condom and quickly dressed up. He immediately left Vincent lying there covered in cum with a mere "Thanks, goodbye man." Vincent tried to process. His touched his hole and it was slightly gape and sore. His body is drenched in sweat and cum. He got some on his face too. It mixes with his tears that he shed when he was fucked. Tear of joy? "Fuck, I cried cuz I was fucked." He spoke out loud. He rubbed his eyes carefully to not get the cum in. He needs a shower. A hot shower. To be continued
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My name is Dennis now I am 35 years old still muscular and well supplied in pants and a proud poz seed whore. Back in the day when I was in my twenties I was a real woman magnet and devourer. A man women turned around for and hoped I had noticed them. Whenever a handsome one walked by I had always spotted them and usually it didn't take long for them to be pounded open by my cock, after they were filled with my seed they always wanted more and tried to trap me in a relationship but relationships were nothing to me. I didn't want to commit and always wanted other and more. Ideally I wanted to fuck them in the ass but none of them wanted this and so I was left hungry. I wanted to know how it felt to feel a tight and exciting hole sliding over my cock. One evening I was on a chat site looking for a new conquest. My bio said: Dennis 24 years 1 m 85 cm 87 kg muscles and a cock of 22 cm and 6 thick, looking for an ass to be filled. After some disappointing chats I got a message from Sam, 32 j athletic and looking for a solid man for solid sex. the conversation started short and to the point as I liked it. What to find for, what do you fall for, ... The answers I got back were very promising. Ass fucking was no problem, we could meet right away and I was allowed to bare fuck. My pictures excited her but I didn't get any myself because there were no pictures on the PC at work. I thought that was the least of it, the fact that I could finally fuck an ass was enough and Sam had asked if I could wait naked in on my bed, blindfolded and strapped to the bed. She would suck my cock hard and then stick it in her ass. So should she still be ugly as night I still had a blindfold on. 2 h later I got a message that Sam was at my door downstairs. I opened the door set the door to my apartment ajar and, naked and with blindfold on, lay down on my bed and fastened my hands to the headboard. Nerves began to rise a little. Imagine that I was going to be robbed by some gang, I was lying there naked, blindfolded and tied to my bed, I could untie myself but I couldn't do that now either in 1 2 3. But it was too late to back out The door to my apartment closed and I heard Sam enter the room and clothes come off. I felt a tongue licking at my limp pole and nerves immediately gave way to horniness. The idea of a stranger I couldn't see making my rod stiffened me immensely. I felt two hands push my legs open to make room for me to get between them. The next thing was that my foreskin was pulled back and my glans was exposed. I felt two wet lips and a tongue slide over my glans and then my semi-hard pole slid into a warm moist mouth. My mouth fell open because never before had I received such a blow job. That flaccid cock was hard in no time and was throat deep, I heard no gag reflex and even felt attempts to get my cock even deeper down her throat. I wanted to be able to put my hands on her head and thrust but because I was tied up I couldn't. It only made me even hornier. Who was this and this person knew how to give a blowjob. I moaned with pleasure but still I had not heard a sound from the person who was giving me pleasure. This could take forever, this was by far the best blowjob I had ever received but e moist and warm mouth left my now hard and firm cock. I felt Sam shift on the bed. I felt two gentle hands pushing on my legs and a sphincter pushing on my glans. The time had come at last I would fuck an ass. It was just too bad I didn't get to see that moment ass. I felt Sam lower himself down and without effort my glans drilled an opening in the ass and made its way inside. The sphincter opened up nicely and clamped around my inward going cock. I let out a deep moan but to my surprise I heard nothing from Sam. What a woman I thought to myself, she can suck like the best and get a monster of a cock in her ass without screaming to stop. My cock was completely inside her hole, a heavenly feeling. It was a warm and narrow hole and my pole begged to be ridden. I felt the ass resting on my legs and getting used to my monster. Getting used to it didn't take long and slowly Sam began to ride my cock. This was heavenly, the sphincter tightened completely around my pole and slid smoothly over my fat cock. I wanted to grab hold of Sam and be able to thrust my cock hard into her hole but I couldn't. So I began to encourage her to go harder. Ride slut, ride your hole hard on my fat stick. Show how much you like being fucked in the ass by a real guy. Still I heard no moans from Sam. I couldn't hold myself back and went all the way. The encouragement did help as she started riding my fat monster harder and harder. It wouldn't be long before I would squirt and I still want to see her riding my pole. I want to be you riding my pole I called out to Sam and I heard a groaning laugh and an ok. This was the first sound I heard and I was surprised that it didn't sound very feminine. As Sam continued riding my cock I untied my hands and with one hand I grabbed her hip and with my other I pulled off my blindfold. My eyes had to get used to the light for a moment. My other hand gripped the other side of the hip and I began to set the pace. I could see Sam's back and it didn't look very feminine either, sporting broad shoulders and also saw that Sam had short hair. It didn't bother me that she looked masculine from behind because the moment was there to fill the ass up and felt my muscles contract to take the first shot. Here it comes slut I cried out and I felt the first string of seed squirt out of my monster into Sam's hole. The second and the third immediately followed and I felt the hole being filled with my seed. My cock went limp in Sam's hole and Sam straightened up causing my cock to come out of Sam's hole. Sam turned and wanted my cock , but my mouth fell open. My eyes now saw for the first time that Sam was not a woman but a man, not a female type but actually a solid tough man . Sam took my cock in his mouth and wanted to lick it clean . My head was still processing it but my hands pushed him away from me anyway. What are you doing, get off me. Didn't you like it said Sam, judging by your reaction just now, I didn't hear you complaining anyway. I didn't know what to say because he was right I had never had such a blowjob and orgasm. But still, I liked women, also only fucked women and didn't feel good about the idea that I had just fucked a man even though it was, the best I had ever experienced. Sam stood up a put his clothes on while I was still completely out of it from what had just happened. When he was dressed he put his cell number on the dresser. Just in case you feel like it and want to find out what you are missing. I said nothing but thought hell no. Sam went outside and I heard front door of the apartment open and close again. I stayed in my bed for a while longer and tried to grasp it all. The days that followed were an intoxication for me. My thoughts were in knots. On the one hand it was the best sex ever and on the other hand it was with a man. The days went by and by the end of the 2 week I didn't know what to do with my hotness anymore. My head had had enough. It was the best sex and it was with a man. I had enjoyed it until the moment I knew it was a man and my monster wanted more. Even though I wasn't fully convinced yet I took Sam's number which was still on the closet and sent him a message with the much telling the words HI, Dennis here. How are you. Sam sent back almost immediately. S :Here all good, actually expected you earlier.D: Don't actually know what I'm doing, but I want to see you again. S: Lol. What are your plans this weekend. 😧 not much have no plans until I have to go back to work Monday. S: if you want you can feel free to come with me, I'm going to my cottage this weekend 😧 uh, I don't know. I was actually just thinking of fucking you blindfolded again. S: well if you want to fuck me this weekend you will have to come with me. S: you should know I don't oblige you to anything but you certainly wouldn't regret it. S: I am leaving in 2 hours. I can come and pick you up. I will park in front of your door and then I will see if you wait in front of your door or not. If you come with me you don't have to pack much, just some fresh clothes and toothbrush will do. 😧 I'll think about it. 1 hour later 😧 Send me the address then I can drive myself and if I don't feel comfortable I can always leave and you can continue your weekend and you don't have to bring me back. S: You have a point there. I'll send you the address later. Sam sent Dennis the address and what time he was expected. Dennis looked at the message and grew more nervous by the minute. Would he leave, he didn't know the guy and was he sure he wanted to go through with this. But like any guy not he decides not with his mind but with his dick. He took his things put them in a sports bag and left in the direction of Sam's vacation home. It was a 2 hour drive and the whole ride he was nervous, tangling with himself. When he got there he even hesitated for a moment whether he wouldn't just turn back right around, but he didn't have the chance because Sam had seen him drive up and come out. To his surprise, it was not a small house but a large villa he was parked in front of. He stepped out. I'm glad to see you he said, I really didn't think you would come. Yes I am surprised at myself for being here said Dennis. Come let's go inside so you can settle in. With knees buckling and still doubting Dennis stepped inside. Want something to drink asked Sam, you must be thirsty after that long drive. Yes is fine said Dennis. Sam went to the kitchen and came out with 2 filled glasses of Getorade. It's not fresh yet he said because I've only been here an hour myself. No problem said Dennis and because of the nerves drank the whole glass in 1 go. The taste was not as he had expected it but the drink was not cold so it must be because of that he thought. Let me show you your room said Sam with a grin. They went upstairs and Sam opened the door to the room, this is where you sleep. Unless you want to sleep with me he said with a grin. Dennis felt his heart pounding in his throat and grinned back shamefully. We'll see how it goes he said. He stepped into the room and Sam left Dennis alone for a moment so he could unpack his things. When you are ready you should just come downstairs and we can talk for a while he said. Sam put himself on the king-size bed and wondered what he was doing, but he opened his gym bag and took out his things and put his things on a closet. He spun around the room a few more times and gathered all his courage and went back downstairs. While Dennis was upstairs Sam laid out only necessary gear so he could initiate his new prey into the wonderful world of Tina, Xtc, G, seed, hard fucking and total submission. That stupid fucker didn't know what he was getting into but there was no turning back as he had already taken his first dose of G and within minutes would become very willing to give himself completely to his new life as a cum dump. Did it work out said Sam. Yeah thanks said Dennis. What convinced you to come asked Sam. The nerves began to ebb away from Dennis and he began to get more at ease. Well yeah I actually don't know, I guess, I don't know why I came. Aren't you just curious about whether you really love fucking a man said Sam. Yes I think it must be something like that said Dennis. He really just wanted to put his cock back in that ass to experience that blissful feeling again and preferably with a blindfold on so he didn't have to see he was fucking a man. Sam sat down next to him in the seat. I will introduce myself first he said. I am Sam 32 j gay and am both top and bottom but more top than bottom actually. Dennis asked why he hadn't actually said he was a man on the chat. Well you just didn't ask said Sam, should you have asked I wouldn't have lied about it. I am often on the chat looking for men who are bi or men who don't know yet that they are bi or gay. Even though I knew you are straight I wanted to take my chance because I think you will be able to enjoy this. I have been following you for a while and have chatted with you a few times without knowing and you had become a goal for me and look I have been proven right after all. Dennis didn't know whether to feel flattered or angry. But his body began to feel weird, he slowly began to lose control. Do you do this often asked Dennis. Oh once in a while I do try to seduce a straight guy rarely with success, but I hope I've got a bite now said Sam convincingly. Dennis struggled to respond and just nodded. Do you come here often on weekends he tried to keep the conversation somewhat normal. I try to come here twice a month anyway, but this weekend I am meeting up with 7 more friends to celebrate a birthday. Tomorrow the others will come and we will have a party. If you are still here you are certainly welcome to join the celebration. Dennis didn't know what to do anymore. Should he try to walk away now or stay because what this he did not expect there would be 7 other men and what would they think he was here for. He would immediately be considered gay and he wasn't. Sam saw that Dennis was getting harder to focus and saw that the G was starting to do its job. Enough chatting, what do you want to do now that you are here he said. I don't know said Sam, just put on a blindfold and let you do your thing like last time. No more blindfold this time said Sam, that was good for the first time. Now if you still want to fuck my pussy you will have to do something for it. What then? I'm not your disposable object hey said Sam I have my needs too. I don't know if I can and want to do anything with you said Dennis. Let me help you said Sam, let's take away some tension and see how it goes. Ok, said Dennis. Sam got up and went to a cabinet and took out a crystal filled pipe. What is this asked Dennis who was already starting to get a little more into a trance. Well I will melt those crystals later and then you have to inhale the smoke, hold it and then blow out a big white cloud. That will help you get a little calmer and a little looser. You will see if you do this you will be a little less restrained and everything will go by itself and you will see how far you get. Because we're not going to do anything you don't want to do. I don't know said Dennis. I've never done drugs before. Just try it you will see you will be more at ease. Sam lit the lighter and held it under the filled ball of crystals. The crystals began to melt and Sam pushed the pipe to Dennis' mouth which no longer gave resistance. And now inhale deeply and hold it like Sam said. Dennis hesitated for a moment looked into Sam's eyes and breathed in deeply and felt the tina flow into his body and when he couldn't hold it anymore he blew a big white cloud. Good boy said Sam and now again. Dennis obeyed and sucked in the smoke. He felt better and deep inside a horniness welling up. After the 4th puff his eyes were already turning in his head and his hands began to fondle his body. Sam took the pipe back and asked how he felt. I feel horny, dirty and like I could take on the whole world. Good, Sam said exactly what I want to hear. Now I will take a puff myself and then will blow the smoke into your mouth, is that good for you. At this point all was well for Dennis for he was already almost completely off the map. Sam melted the crystals, sucked the smoke, put his hands on Dennis' head and pulled him to his mouth. Placed his lips on Dennis's and blew the smoke into Dennis's mouth. When Sam pulled back, he kissed the lips of Dennis who was enjoying the attention he was receiving with his eyes closed. When Dennis blew out the cloud Sam sucked smoke again and placed his lips back on Dennis' mouth but this time with a little more indulgence again blew the smoke into his mouth and while pushing his tongue in with it. Dennis who was startled by the new sensation he experienced in his mouth tried to pull his head back but couldn't because Sam had a firm grip on him. It was not long before he surrendered to his horniness and he too stuck his tongue in Sam's mouth. The two were now kissing fiercely and Sam pushed Dennis down into the seat and lay on top of him. He kissed him on his neck and with his tongue he went wild. Dennis moaned with pleasure and without realizing it himself his hands were sliding over Sam's body. S: Do you like it D : Hmmmm yes S: Do you want more D : Yes S: then take off your shirt Dennis looked at Sam with longing eyes and took off his shirt and also took off Sam's shirt. Deep inside he was amazed at what he was doing but his body reacted on autopilot, the chems and the horniness. Again they began to kiss fiercely. S: lick my nipples, and show me you want more. The chems were now working at full speed because without the G and the Tina, Dennis probably never would have done or dared to do this. But like a man possessed he began to lick Sam's nipples S: good, show me you want this. Show me that I make you horny. Dennis growled and licked at Sam's nipples and with his hands he went over Sam's back to his ass and took a firm hold of him. S: let yourself completely go, let your true self come out. Dennis shocked himself never thought he could get so horny from kissing a man, let alone licking and sucking his nipples. Sam reached back for the pipe and melted back the remaining crystals. S: take another hit so you are completely free He pushed the pipe into Dennis' mouth and he eagerly sucked the Tina in and after a few moments blew a big white cloud into the room. Sam pulled Dennis straight and kissed him again as they stood up. S: how are you feeling honey Dennis bit his lip and his hands felt his whole body, he slid his hand down his pants and took his limp monster in his hand and began to jerk himself. His other hand went over Sam's chest. D : I don't know what's wrong with me but I feel extremely turned on and can't wait to fuck you. S: you are not ready yet darling, to fuck my pussy you will have to prove yourself first. He kissed Dennis again. D : what do I have to do to prove myself S: take another hit of the pipe first. Dennis did what was asked of him and took another solid hit of pipe filled with Tina. D : this stuff is fantastic, what is it actually S: This stuff is Tina, and it makes you the horniest guy ever. It makes your true self come out. D : it does indeed make me extremely horny and never thought I would do all of this. S: if you want to fuck my pussy get on your knees. Dennis did what was asked of him and got down on his knees. Dennis pulled on his own limp dick with one hand, his other on Sam's hard cock and sucked as hard and as well as he could. He felt a rush rising in Sam's cock. S: here it comes slut, here comes my seed, swallow it if you want to fuck me S: ah yes, yes yes yes Dennis felt his mouth being filled with hot seed and stopped sucking but kept the squirting cock in his mouth. Sam squirted so much he couldn't keep it all in his mouth and the seed ran down the corners of his mouth. S: swallow, Swallow my seed you filthy bitch Without really thinking about it anymore, he swallowed Sam's seed. Pulled his mouth from limp cock and wiped away the seed running down his cheeks. Sam shook some more and then sat down in the couch. S: that wasn't bad for your first time honey Dennis who now came to sit next to him still turned on and high but realizing what he had done. D : thanks S: that didn't sound very convincing Dennis' mind shot in all directions, it was the first time he had sucked a cock and tasted cum. It tasted different than he had thought. It tasted sweet and startled at the thought of wanting more of this. Sam got up and went to the kitchen and came back with a filled glass of Getorade with G in it S: here take a sip to pass it all through Dennis accepted the glass and drank it all the way down. D : may I fuck you now S: just be patient honey, you will get your reward but let me get my strength up for a moment And the new dose of G work he thought to himself. Sam put on a porn movie to stay in the mood, to keep Dennis relaxed it was straight porn. After fifteen minutes Sam saw that the new dose of G was starting to do its work on Dennis and he fondled his leg. Dennis moaned lightly and Sam licked his nipples. Dennis closed his eyes and enjoyed the attention he was getting. Sam came with his mouth on Dennis' mouth, he opened his mouth and they began to tongue kiss firmly again. S: follow me (he whispered). Sam and Dennis stood up, Dennis felt that he was unsteady on his feet from all the chems that had flowed into his body. S: before we go upstairs take a few firm hits first then we can continue for a while. Dennis who had completely lost control did as he was told and took a few more firm puffs of the pipe. Sam took Dennis' hand and led him into the basement. Sam turned on the light and Dennis saw a dark room lit in neon with a large bed, chains hanging from the ceiling, all kinds of stuff lying in a glass case a weird couch a wooden cross and a cloth held up by 4 chains. Dennis's head spun and tried to take in the room D : what is all this S: this is my play and transformation room. D : transformation room? S: you will see, but don't think too much about it now and get on the bed. Dennis waddled over to the bed and lay on his back and looked at the ceiling which was completely spinning due to the chems. Sam took 2 wrist and 2 ankle straps and put them on Dennis. D : what are you doing S: I will let you enjoy yourself but I only want to do that when you are tied up Dennis didn't feel like resisting and let Sam have his way and the wrist straps around his wrist were latched to the head of the bed. His legs were pulled open and each attached to side of bed. Sam looked at his prey with a gray. He doesn't know it yet but soon not he will be fucking but he will be fucked. S: all good baby Dennis was in a trance for a moment and could only utter hmmmm yes. S: Shall I make your limp cock stiff so you can fuck my pussy? D : My monster is already stiff Sam looked at Dennis with a grin S: take a good look at your cock I think it needs some attention to get it stiff. Dennis looked at his limp and lame cock 😧 all along I thought it was stiff. How can this be, I have never felt as horny as I do now S: I'll help you baby. Sam knew he could suck as much as he wanted on Dennis' limp cock, he wouldn't get any life in it because Dennis already had so much Tina in his body that he had a Tina dick. Sam took the limp cock in his mouth and began to lick and suck it. Dennis moaned at feeling the warm mouth around his soft cock. But as expected it did not come hard. S: don't you like it baby 😧 yes I do S: your monster apparently doesn't Dennis looked at his cock and saw that it was still limp. He was embarrassed. D : sorry I find it really delicious, I've never had this before. S: no big deal, don't worry about it. I will try to spoil you in another way. D : how then S: leave that to me and just surrender to me completely. Sam took Dennis' balls in his mouth and sucked on them for a while. Dennis curled his toes in pleasure and fell deeper into a trance. But this was not the end station for Sam, he took a pillow and pushed it under Dennis's ass so his pussy was easier to reach. He pushed Dennis' ass open and licked his way to his virgin cunt. D : what are you doing S: just enjoy it I'll give you something better than a blow job. Sam began to lick Dennis' pussy and he became completely ecstatic with the new experience. Sam played with Dennis' hole for a moment and then abruptly stopped. D : don't stop this is way too good. S: I want to lick you further but then I will have to clean you first darling. I'm not playing with a dirty hole. D : I washed before I left. S: that may be good but all that hair sticks in my mouth and you're not clean inside. S: I will clean you up and then you can continue to enjoy yourself. Sam took hair removal cream smeared it all over Dennis' ass, pussy cock and balls. He went to glass case took a bedpan, 2 balloons filled with liquid and a towel D : what are you doing to me S: quiet baby I am getting you ready so you can continue to enjoy yourself. I will rinse you and that cream I smeared is to remove your hair. Dennis let Sam proceed as the G had him completely in his power. He felt the pillow taken from under him and a cold metal thing was put in its place. He felt a narrow tube being pushed into his sphincter. S: I will inject liquid directly into your ass. You keep this in until I say you can unload. D : what, I don't want that S: now surrender completely you will thank me afterwards. Dennis had no choice and he felt his ass being filled with the liquid from one of the balloons. S: hold on baby. After a minute or 2 S: let it come out Dennis let the liquid come out and Sam saw that chempiss he just put in his future slut's pussy was clear and clean. S: good baby we only have to do it once because you are clean He squirted away the cream with the other balloon and dried the hairless cock and cunt. He pulled the bedpan from under Dennis and put the pillow back under it. Dennis began to feel the effect of the chempiss. He got hotter and began to fly even more. D : oh man I'm horny, please lick me, I want you to lick my hole. S: do you really want that. Do you really want me to play with your ass. D : yes pleas give it to me. S: what will I get in return. D : I will suck your cock, kiss you anything you want. S: well baby I'll think about how to thank me. The stupid fuck didn't know what he had just promised. Sam took a shard in his hands and sat back between Dennis' legs and licked back at the virgin pussy. Dennis mouth fell open and gasped and moaned heavily. Sam stuck his tongue into Dennis' hole and noticed that the sphincter had already become less tense. He took the shard Tina had in his hand and as he licked he pushed deep into Dennis' hole with tip of his finger. Dennis was still in ecstasy and had not noticed the finger in his ass. What he did notice was his hole was starting to get very warm. D : what did you do, I am burning inside. S: I haven't done anything, you are just letting your true self come out. D : oh oh oh oh I am so hot. Hmmmm Sam licked firmly on and knew his work was almost done. For the sphincter was now completely loose and beginning to open. He stopped licking and came to sit up and he looked at Dennis who was now flying so high. Dennis did not know what to do with his horniness and he got a longing feeling from his ass. A feeling of emptiness and the need to be filled. D : what is happening to me he moaned D : my hole, my hole S : what is happening to your hole D : it feels so empty S : empty do you want me to put something in it D : I don't know D : yes put something in it so it doesn't feel empty anymore. S : are you sure? Because if I put something in it I don't know if I'll be able to stop. D : yes I don't care, put something in it. S : what do you want me to put in, my finger? D : yes anything is good Sam inserted 2 fingers into Dennis' pussy and began to lightly finger him. Dennis heaved a deep sigh at feeling the fingers in his asshole and enjoyed the feeling. But the empty feeling remained. S : is it good like this baby D : more it has to be more. Sam grinned. S : shall I take a dildo for you D : yes do it Sam took a slim dildo put some lube mixed with Tina on it and gently pushed it into Dennis' hole. Dennis cave welcomed the dildo by opening even more. Little by little the dildo went deeper and deeper. Dennis moaned and again felt that burning sensation. D : oh yes, more, deeper, harder. I'm so hot, fuck Sam enjoyed this, the moment they ask for more. The moment they let their pussy be used for the first time and enjoy it. S: you see baby I was going to let you enjoy it. Let your true self come out, let yourself completely free Sam gently fucked him with the dildo and Dennis moaned heavily, but the dildo was still not enough to take away the empty feeling 😧 more I need to be filled more. A big grin came on Sam's face, this is what he had been waiting for. S: if you want to be filled more I will have to fuck you I'm afraid because I don't have anything thicker anymore Which was a big lie, but of course Dennis didn't know that. Dennis didn't care how or with what but he needed to be filled and lay shaking with desire on the bed. S: if you want that will have to get me hard first then. Dennis opened his mouth and Sam removed the dildo from the slightly gaping pussy. Dennis immediately felt the empty feeling return and mused no leave that one in place. S: if you want to be filled you will have to suck me first slut. And let his limp cock hang in front of Dennis' mouth. Dennis's desire to be filled was so great that he raised his head and sucked the cock inside and began to suck the cock like a real meth whore. He felt his mouth being filled back with the stiffening pole and couldn't wait for that cock to be in his pussy. S: just stop sucking baby or I'll fill your mouth again. I will reward your cunt with my fat cock. He quickly shoved the bottle of poppers under Dennis' nose and let him do a few more deep pulls. Sam untied his legs from the bed and placed them on his shoulders. He placed the tip of his glans against the yearning sphincter S: are you ready slut, are you ready to be fucked by a real man. D : yes please fill my hole, I can't take the emptiness anymore. Sam pushed his glans through the sphincter and felt the warmth of the virgin cunt. Dennis moaned heavily and felt like his sphincter was going to rip. D : That hurts. It hurts. Stop S: now I can't stop baby And he pushed his shaft deeper inside. Dennis felt his hole being pulled open even more and more pain, but the empty feeling was gone. Sam was almost balls deep and stopped for a moment so Dennis' hole could get used to the intruder. Dennis felt the pain begin to fade away and in its place he got another wave of horniness. He got the poppers shoved under his nose once more and sniffed it heavily through each nostril. Sam felt the sphincter relax and that was the signal to start thrusting. He started softly and saw Dennis breathing heavily with his mouth open. D : oh my god, fuck , oh my god D : harder, fuck me harder S: do you want me to fuck harder, do you want me to fuck you like a real slut, a whore, a cum dump. S: tell me you're a slut a whore and you have a cunt to be filled D : yes fuck me D : fuck me, I'm a slut, a whore and have a cunt to be filled Sam needed to hear no more and he began to fuck more firmly. Dennis began to moan more heavily D : oh fuck yeah, fuck, oh my god, fuck me fuck my hole S: Now your cunt is still straining so nicely slut, but by the time I am done with you you will have a real open cock asking slut hole. I'll make a true cum asking whore out of you. You'll never want to fuck a woman's cunt again. S: do you want that slut, for me to fully train you into a real whore D : yes, yes make a whore out of me. Sam was ramming heavily into the tight cunt and Dennis cried out in pleasure. S: open your mouth slut because I'm going to spray your'e mouth full with my cum. Dennis eagerly opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue S: Here it comes bitch Sam pulled his cock out of Dennis' pussy leaving a gaping empty hole, and as fast as he could he stuck his monster in the open mouth and began to squirt. Dennis eagerly drank the offered cum and did not have to be encouraged to swallow this time. It was also the first time he tasted his own pussy and it tasted for more. He licked the slackening dick clean and enjoyed his first fuck for a moment. But that empty feeling and the moaning of his now gaping cunt to be filled came back. D : fill me, fill me again, I can't do without it. S: look at you, you're becoming a real whore. Never enough. But I'll fill you up slut, I'll keep your cunt nice and open for later on Sam took a big butt plug put some extra special lube on it and pushed it to the gaping hole. The sphincter opened without a problem and let the plug in. Dennis let out a heavy moan as the plug reached its thickest point and let out a deep groan as it sucked into place. Again he felt that burning sensation as the Tina began to work into his gut wall and again got very hot. S: try to get some rest first slut. You are nice and broken in now but when the others are here later you should be able to serve them too because you are my birthday present for the party. Dennis who hadn't had a sober moment since stepping through the door a few hours ago could only nod as the new load of Tina shot through his body. The feel of the butt plug was blissful as it took away the seeing sensation of his pussy. Dennis looked at Sam with horny and flying eyes and bit his lower lip groaning S: did you like your first fuck slut, do you want to be hammered more by real cunts D : oh yes that was delicious, I never thought I would say this but getting fucked is heaven. I more I want to feel you inside me every day. I love you. He felt like every cunt that he himself had fucked before and who wanted more after they had been fucked by him. He hoped Sam would tell him he loved him and would fuck him every day. Sam grinned and looked proudly at his new creation. S: I will fuck you again slut and will turn your cunt into a gaping seed-demanding hole. Soon when my friends are here we will include you in our brotherhood and we will be bonded forever. He came closer and placed his lips a few inches from Dennis'. Dennis put his head forward and kissed him passionately. S: Get some rest I'll be back later to get you ready for the party.
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As I stand here in my giant bathroom, inspecting my naked body in the massive mirror, I find myself thinking about the road that led me here. I trace my fingers over the outlines of the amazing designs on my arms, and then reach up and touch the forbidding symbol on my left pec. I then turn, first left and then right, craning my neck back to see the words imprinted on my buttocks. If my former teammates could see me now. If my ex-girlfriend could see me now. That always makes me smile. My name’s Jake, and I’ve just turned 30. I live on my own in this huge house, bought two years ago when my numbers came up. But while I’m single, rarely a day goes by when there isn’t someone else here. Whether it’s a guy or two I have in the house as a guest, or a whole group of them in the playroom I had built in the garage after I moved in, there’s nearly always someone on hand to keep me entertained. But it wasn’t always this way. Over the next few chapters I will tell you how I became what I became, the things I did that I never thought I would, and how I ultimately emerged as a thirty year-old bearing the words that would forever mark me as what I am now: CUM DUMP. ------- My story starts when I was 26. I had recently changed jobs, finally getting my break as a proper consultant after being stuck in a seemingly never-ending graduate cycle at my previous firm. The rounds of interviews and assessments had been rigorous and taxing, but in the end it all paid off and I found myself finally getting somewhere with my career. The extra money meant Rachel and I could move out of her parents’ place in Hertfordshire and rent a decent flat in Camden, gaining our independence as well as about two hours extra a day with the shorter commute. The new job was hard going, but I loved being thrown in at the deep end and getting to show what I was capable of. Over time I earned praise from my managers and the colleagues around me, and was eventually assigned to a new project that I had been hoping to get on since I found out about it. I was going to be working as part of a team with some great guys, getting to travel to various European offices of the client who had commissioned the introduction of the new system we had developed. Lisbon, Barcelona, Milan, Munich, Stockholm, and many more, all paid for by the firm. I was so excited, although my mood was dampened by Rachel somewhat when she got in a huff about me travelling to all these places without her. She could be hard work sometimes. The first trip was to Lyon in France, and I excelled by being able to surprise the others with my competent grasp of French, a gift from the long hours I had spent being taught French by my maternal grandmother, a native to France. The trip went really well, and by the end of it my more senior colleagues in the team were no longer treating me like the new boy. Then came Barcelona, and that’s when everything changed. The job in Barca was a bit smaller as the client only had a small outpost there. As such, only four of us went this time, comprising me, Ben, Mitchell and Rob. Ben was the senior on the trip, whilst Mitch and Rob had been at the company for only a year or so longer than had I, so we were pretty much equals. To save a bit of money, (and as it was only for three nights), we were sharing two twin rooms in the hotel. Whereas normally at least the senior would get his own room and then the rest of us either sharing or also getting singles. As Mitch and Rob were good friends, it was only natural they took one of the two rooms, whilst Ben and I took the other. On the first night two guys and one of the women from the client’s office took us out for dinner, before leaving us to explore some of the bars in the old town. However, we were all a bit tired from the journey so didn’t stay out late. The next day was a busy one, but by late afternoon we were done with what we could do, pending some overnight process work the client’s IT people needed to do. As such, we headed back to the hotel to change, and then went out for the early evening. The drink and tapas flowed, and dinner never really happened. Mitch and Rob were then up for going to a club, but I could see Ben was enthused as the prospect of a late night, so I suggested that the two of us just call it a night and maybe have a nightcap in the hotel bar. I was actually quite keen to go clubbing, but I didn’t want to be crashing into the room and waking my senior colleague at whatever time in the night, especially as I was making such a good impression with everyone at the firm. So, sure enough, Ben and I found ourselves back at the hotel. We both got a drink, G&T for Ben, a rum and coke for me, and then sat in the comfy surroundings to chat. Ben was 34 and single, which I found surprising as he was a very handsome man. Tall, well-built, well-dressed, charming and funny, he seemed like the sort of guy who would have his choice of women. Or men. I didn’t actually know which team he played for, but didn’t want to pry too much and it really didn’t matter anyway. We finished our drinks and headed upstairs, both of us declaring that we wanted a shower before bed as it had been a clammy night in the city. Ben went first, and then when he came out of the bathroom wearing a towel I headed in to get myself clean. When I’d finished showering the bathroom was so full of steam that I concluded I’d never get dry in there, so did as Ben had done and went out into the room with just a towel on. To my surprise, Ben was still just wearing his towel, and he looked up at me and smiled as I padded past his bed to my own. “Wow, you’re built” he said to me as I passed. I blushed. “Er, yeah, I work out” I said. I was actually pretty proud of my body, all 6’1” of it. I worked out several times a week, jogged regularly, ate healthily, and kept my chest shaved and smooth the way Rachel liked it. “You should show it off more” Ben said, his eyes on me. “Your shirts are way too loose.” Oh man, he had been noticing what I wore. Well, that answered that question I guessed: Ben must be gay. Strangely enough, I felt a stirring in my own loins as his gaze rested on me. “Oh, 'er, you think?” I mumbled. “Hell yeah” he said, “don’t put in all that work just to waste it on your girlfriend!” He laughed, and after a moment I laughed too, although I think it was more nervous laughter than anything. “Thanks” I said, blushing harder. “I didn’t realise, 'er, you were, 'er, noticing.” Ben gave me a warm smile. “I’m not the only one who’s noticed” he said. “You’re pretty popular in the office.” I blushed again, and awkwardly shifted position on the bed. As I did so, my towel loosened and slipped, basically leaving me sitting there naked. I hurriedly tried to sort it out, but only got it into more of a tangle. “Don’t” Ben said softly. I stopped wrestling with the towel and looked up at him. “Let me see.” I don’t know why, perhaps it was the buzz from the rum, but I slowly released my grip on the towel and let it fall beside me. I then swung my legs off the mattress and slowly stood up in the gap between our beds, locking my stare on Ben as he gazed back at me. His eyes were making their way up and down my body in the most lustful way anyone had ever looked at me, and I saw him give his lips a small lick. He wanted me so badly, and something about this situation had my heart racing. My dick started to swell and rise, until I was standing before him with a massive boner, almost starting to pant. What the fuck was happening to me? Wasn’t I straight? Ben looked for a bit longer, and then started to scoot across his own bed towards me. He deliberately removed his own towel on the way so that he too was naked, and then he was sitting there in front of me, staring straight ahead at my dick. Instinctively I shuffled forward a bit, and he leaned in, opened his mouth and swallowed me whole. “Fuuuuuuck” I groaned, having never felt a blowjob like this. He then reached both his hands behind and roughly gripped my arse, pulling me in towards him even more. His head started going back and forth on my cock like a jackhammer, the suction on my dick like an industrial hoover. I put my hands on his shoulders to steady myself, and gradually gripped him tighter as he brought me towards orgasm. Then, rather abruptly, he let go of my arse and pulled his mouth off my dick, causing me to stagger back slightly. I snapped out of my reverie and looked down at him. “Turn around” he said, turning his head up to face mine. “What?” I asked, a little all over the place. “Just do it” he said, suddenly sounding rather stern. I just did as instructed and turned around, not sure what was coming next. Then he grabbed my hips and pulled me backwards towards him, reaching up to push the small of my back so that I would bend forwards. I put my hands on my thighs to steady myself, and then the next thing I knew his face was in my arse. His tongue was lapping at my hole, and the room seemed to be exploding with fireworks. I had never felt anything like this in my life. It was fucking amazing! I’m not sure, but I think I must have been moaning and groaning for England as he gave me my first ever rimjob. He kept this up for a while, actually getting his tongue into my hole, and then he pulled his face out. Before I could turn or straighten up I felt his fingers in there instead, gently prodding and poking at me. I then understood that I was going to be fucked. Ben must have planned something like this, or maybe he was just in the Scouts once and was thus always prepared, but he had stashed a tube of lube in the drawer of the bedside table. He briefly paused the fingering to open the drawer, grab his supply and lube up his fingers. He then started to apply much more pressure with them, pushing one, then two, and then I think three fingers into me. All the while I just continued to stand there, bent over in front of him seemingly inviting him to carry on doing what he was doing. I could say I was paralysed with fear or something, but in truth I was loving it and was suddenly really excited to see what this was going to be like. I’d never really thought about it before, but that didn’t seem to matter. The drink must have been a factor, or at least that’s what I tell myself these days. His fingers started to hit something inside of me, and my silence turned to moans. This only spurred him on, until he was really going to town on me with his fingers. Then, as before, it all stopped abruptly. “Get on the bed” he commanded, “on your hands and knees.” I didn’t even pause. I just moved forward, crawled on to the bed and waited. He grabbed my ankles and pulled me back a bit, and then I heard the splooging sound of some more lube being squeezed out of the tube. The pressure returned on my hole, but it was spongier and fatter than any of the fingers had been. “Let me in” he said gruffly. I didn’t know what that meant, but I instinctively pushed back and must have done whatever it was that was needed as he popped inside. It startled me and gave me a brief flash of pain, but that soon subsided. He then pushed steadily in to me, making me feel fuller than I ever had before. As he got deeper it started to hurt a little more, particularly as he was going into territory his fingers had not reached, but I gritted my teeth, closed my eyes and forced myself not to pull off him. Then the pushing stopped, I felt the roughness of his pubes on my buttocks, and I knew I had his whole cock inside. He didn’t give me any time to adjust, instead starting a steady rhythm on my whole, thrusting his cock in and out in substantial strokes. A dull pain was radiating from my arse, but something else was there as well and it felt amazing. As the pain started to subside, my whole body started to tingle as he fucked me. The feelings were incredible, and I couldn’t stop myself from pushing back against him, trying to get more of his cock in me, trying to make him fuck me harder. And fuck me harder he did. If I thought he was like a jackhammer when sucking me earlier, it was as nothing compared to what he could do with his cock. Pneumatic drills are gentler on tarmac than the treatment I was getting, but it was pure ecstasy. He fucked me for 20 minutes, and then started groaning. “I’m cumming” he grunted, suddenly accelerating his pace even more. Then he stopped, yelled out and held in position as a curious warm feeling filled my rear end. “Fucking take it” he grunted as he unloaded in me, breeding me like the bitch he was turning me into. I just knelt there on my hands and knees as I was filled with cum for the first time, loving the sensation as his cock pulsed inside me. Then, and again rather abruptly, he pulled out and collapsed backwards on to his bed. I felt some cum running down my leg, and began to crawl backwards off the bed with the intention of going to the bathroom to clean up. But as I turned round I saw Ben lying on his back panting, I noticed his cock was still erect and covered in juice. Perhaps it was a case of being in for the penny, in for the pound, but I just couldn’t help myself from dropping to my knees, leaning forward and taking it into my mouth. The taste of his juices, the lube and, I guess, my own arse was intoxicating. As I sucked and licked him clean I started furiously wanking my own cock, getting off on the feeling of more of him leaking from my rear end as I did so. In no time I blew on to my torso, the bedspread and the carpet. I then collapsed back on to the floor, panting and exhausted. Neither of us said anything for a while, but then I got up and started making my way to the bathroom. I got in there, and turned to face the mirror so I could look at myself. I was glistening with sweat, but otherwise looked like me. I felt different, but the man staring back at me was still me, at least outwardly. Then Ben came into the bathroom as well, and turned to face the mirror too. We looked into each other’s eyes via the reflection, until I noticed his cock starting to rise again. I stared at it coming back up to full mast, and then looked back up to his face. He was smirking at me, and then moved to step behind me. I leaned forward a little, and he just planted his cock between my cheeks and pushed into me again. This time he fucked me more tenderly, with none of the jackhammering of before. Throughout, I kept my eyes either focused on my own face, or looking back at his has he slightly grimaced from the exertion of reaming me. My own cock also came back to life so I started stroking myself, adding that to the things I watched in the reflection. After about 15 minutes Ben accelerated, and I focused on watching the reflection of my own face as I felt him shooting a second load into my sloppy hole. Again, it was still me, but this was a me with a cock shooting cum into his arse. When he was done spurting his load into me, Ben caught my gaze in the reflection. Smiling, he gave me a wink, withdrew his cock and swiftly left the bathroom. I just stood there, once again with cum dripping out of me, gazing at myself in the mirror. I felt awesome. I got myself cleaned up a bit, and then went back out in the bedroom. Ben was in bed properly, and was clearly asleep. I headed for my own bed, but then turned to look back at him. The temptation was too great, and I just climbed in. He stirred as I did so, wrapping his arm around me. I briefly lay there facing him, but then turned so he was spooning me. He pulled me in a bit tighter, and then we were both still. I reached out and switched off the lights, plunging the room into darkness. Inside, I knew that I would wake up with a right clusterfuck going on in my mind, but for now I was exhausted, a little sore and in the comforting arms of a man who had just shown me a whole new side of myself. Sleep came quickly.
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Benny pushed his forearm into the small of my neck hard and pressed his fat cock head into my lubed ass. I swallowed a yelp. I wasn't ready for that. I did my best to meditatively breath as Benny pounded my virgin ass. His cock flopped out of me and I felt lube run down my balls. "Your ass is so tight. I thought you were lying about being straight." What a weird fucking day. We moved in next to Benny a few months back. He was super gay and loved to make me uncomfortable by aggressively flirting with me in front of my wife Sara. We both thought it was tacky but unimportant. We certainly wanted a harmonious relationship with our neighbor. Benny and I became friendly and we would hang out at his bachelor pad. It was fun and so was Benny. Sara didn't love it but couldn't come up with any non homophobic reasons to complain so was always outwardly supportive of being neighborly. I'd gone next door to watch an NBA playoff game. Sara was having a couple friends by for coffee and boggle. Benny and I were having a good time watching the first half and throwing back beers and smoking some potent weed. At half time Benny said he wanted to watch something else and switched over to gay porn. "C'mon man. You know I'm straight." "Sex is sex. You can get into this." "Oh so you can get into straight porn." "Fuck yeah of course. I've fucked plenty of women." "Really? How many?" I was embarrassed by his answer. It was way more than me. "And are you saying you've never had sex with a guy?" "Yeah I definitely am." "Let me suck your cock." I was shocked by his directness. On screen a young guy was getting fucked over a classroom desk. My cock stiffened. "Benny I don't want things to be weird." "Then let me blow you. Don't make it a big deal." I stood up and pulled down my shorts and underwear. By by now I was rock hard . Benny swallowed me and slid a finger in my ass. It all felt so fucking good. I fixed my eyes on the screen, watching incredibly hot bareback anal sex. Two of Benny's fingers were in my ass when I exploded in his mouth. Fuck that was one of the hottest orgasms I'd ever had. Benny swallowed my load. "Fuck that was hot." "Yeah it was... My turn!" "Wait. I didn't say I would blow you." "Really, you're that kind of guy? Don't return the favor?" What the fuck was this? He knows I'm married. "No I'm really not. I always eat pussy. But to be frank I can't go home with dick breath." He laughed "well I guess it'll have to be your ass." I paused and watched the action on screen. It was so hot and I knew I wanted to be the one getting fucked. "Okay. Just wear a condom and try to cum before too long." Benny rolled a magnum down his cock and squirted a glob of lube. I had never been so horny before. *** He slapped against my ass a couple more times and then he told me he was cumming. I arched my back and got ready to finish this experience. He pulled out and rubbed his cock against my asshole. I realized he wasn't wearing a condom anymore. I twisted around. "What the fuck?" Benny was impassive. Semen was dripping out of me and I needed to get cleaned up. ***** "Who won?" "Oh uh" "Got too distracted by Benny to pay attention to the game?" "Haha yeah something like that. I'm embarrassed to say but I smoked some weed with him and got too high." Sara was not impressed. She didn't like when I got high and she didn't like Benny. And she didn't even know that I had a load of his cum in me.
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“You Think He’d Fit Inside You?”
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Near Home—March, 2023 I started the month off with a trip to my usual bookstore—but it was not my usual type of visit. I happened on some different type of play. Yes, there is some straight sex happening in this post. Well, there is a good gay twist…If this doesn’t work for you—you might want to skip this entry. It is a Thursday afternoon. I was quite sated from the back-to-back days of Evan and Zane (both so different, yet both fun.) I am going, frankly, to suck some cock after all the assplay. I sit in the back row of the straight side. It’s not crowded. It is not crowded. I stroke. The door opens. A younger Latino man comes in, one I don’t recognize. He stands next to me and looks at my cock. Silence. For a long time. “You suck?” I nod and he unzips. His slightly tumescent cock hardens in my mouth instantly. He is slightly longer than average, but really thin—a true pencil dick. The door opens. The guy tries to stuff his cock back into his pants. He ends up covering most of it, and looking extremely guilty, as a Hetro couple enters. They are both in their late fifties. Once seated, way down front and off to the side, he gropes himself and she reaches over to massage her man’s bulge. I look at the Latino. He’s petrified. His cock has shrunk so it’s easy for him to zip up. The straight guy nods to us. I acknowledge him, but return my attention to the film. The door opens again. It is a man in his late 30’s—and good looking. With him is a young woman, likely ten years younger than him, but certainly out of college. She is the prettiest woman I have ever seen in this place. They sit on the two-seater bench in front of me. They watch the movie. His hand is busy under her easy access skirt. I have had my dick covered, mostly, by my hand. I go back to stroking myself. The Latino can see over the young woman’s shoulder. He is turned on by the groping in front of us. The guy turns and sees my dick. He literally does a double take—as if we are in a Three Stooges two-reeler. He whispers in his girlfriend’s ear. She turns to take a look. “Congratulations, man!” says the guy. “I lucked out.” “Stand up, so we can really see it.” I smile and look at the movie on the screen in front of them. “Come on, man. She’s never seen one that size.” I look at him. I look at her—both still turned expectantly towards me. I stand and take my hand away. My cock does a slight bounce. “Fuck…” the guy says. He turns to her. “Could you take that?” “No way.” I start to sit down. “Come closer,” says the guy. “Let her touch it.” I move nearer to her, standing between them, with the two of them turned over the back of the bench. I offer it to her. She reaches around. She gasps. Her tiny had barely goes all the way around. “Can you reach all the way around?” he asks her. And to me: “I’ve heard that expression for years, but never seen it.” Again, I pull away to sit. “Just slap her cheek with that thing.” I know where this is going. But I am willing to play along. (The older straight couple have stopped groping/sucking now and are watching us.) “It’s a meaty cock,” I say, stepping closer to her. I lift it straight up and let it fall on her cheek. It makes a wet splatting sound. She gasps. “Again,” says the man. This time I use my hand to slap it against her cheek and then her nose. “You want to lick that big dick?” he asks. She nods. “Can she do that for you?” I don’t say anything. “Come on, man. She’ll never get another chance like this.” “Sure,” I tell them. “Lick the sides, not his head,” he directs. “That’s safe…” She does a few tentative licks on my shaft. Her partner is more excited, I think than she is. “Now the head. Can she lick your cock head?” She doesn’t wait for my answer she just does it. “Hottttt…” the guy groans. He digs out his phone. “Can I take a picture?” She nods. I say yes. He snaps away. In natural light and with flash. I pull out and slap her cheek again. Wetly. And he joins her tonguing my dick. I knew it. I could tell he wanted it, too. They pass it back and forth. Mouth to mouth. I can fit far more of my cock down his throat than hers. I suggest I move to stand in front of them, to make it easier, so they don’t have to be so twisted around to do it over the back of the bench. They like that—and happily share my dick. Back and forth. Or him on my balls as she takes me into her mouth. She never tries to deep throat me. The best moment is one on each side as they lick it and look into each other’s eyes. He pulls off me and turns more to her. “You think he’d fit inside you?” “No.” She is a very small woman, maybe 5’2” and small boned. He touches her knees and she opens them. “Just try it, hon,” She’s game. “You have a condom?” I don’t. “Go on. No fucking, just see if it will fit.” I wipe my precum off my cock and kneel. “I’m gonna video this…” And he does. I inch into her. With no real problem, of course. They both seem amazed she takes it all. I move a little—then pull out as we agreed. “You should clean me up,” I tell the guy. But he doesn’t, she does. I figure we’re done—so I go piss and do a wash when I realize I have lipstick on my cock. I check the gay cinema. No one. I go back in. The older couple has moved to the seat behind. I’m sure the guy wanted the same treatment. They didn’t get it. She has a young college guy, with his pants around his ankles, in her mouth. A guy I know is gay enough to bend over and take cock in the back corner. He pulls out as I come in. “Jerk off on her tits.” He tries, but his cock is going a little soft. I step over. He eyes my cock and his hardens a little. We both jerk. Aiming at her now bare chest. “Tell me when you’re gonna shoot, and I’ll video it.” I find I could go anytime. I want to wait for the young man. “That’s a beauty,” he mumbles, likely wishing we were alone. I reach over and touch his butt. He groans and fires all over her chest. I rub my dick head in some of his come and use it as lube to fire my own load onto her… And it’s all on video… * The original post is here: From My Side of the Sling: “You Think He’d Fit Inside You?” (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) April 1, 2023 (and it's not an April fool post.) -
I was working for one of those urban life magazines when my editor gave me an assignment that changed my life in so many ways. He wanted an article on the "new phenomenon" of bug chasing. Specifically, he wanted to tell our shrinking number of readers what would cause people do actively seek HIV infection. Even I knew that this was nothing new and had been going on for years. I could have asked why he didn't choose one of the gay guys on staff to write it, but I also knew the magazine was in financial trouble. Saving my job was a priority. So, I took the assignment without protest. My girlfriend was out of town on an extended work assignment eliminating the need to explain what I was going to be doing. So, I Googled bug chasing, found some background information and web sites which eventually led me to a club downtown called Positively Fourth Street. I assumed it was named for the old Bob Dylan song, but this place had nothing to do with Dylan. I began hanging out there trying to interview self described bug chasers. I spent the next few weeks chasing them, trying to get their stories. Frankly, most guys wouldn't talk to me, and the handful of guys who would didn't have anything to say that I hadn't read online. Plus I was wading through an incredible amount of bullshit from guys who only wanted to talk about being pozed and were no action. I had hoped to find someone who had gone through or was going through this experience who would tell me why and shed some insight on their hopes and fears. My plan was to feature one or two guys and tell their stories. However, I just couldn't find that connection. Then one night, I was sitting at the bar when this guy walked in. He was the most beautiful man I had ever seen. He was incredibly handsome. His tight jeans and t-shirt showed off his rippling muscles. Frankly, he looked like a Greek God. To my surprise, he sat down next to me. I considered myself straight, but that kind of went out the window. Introducing ourselves, I learned his name was Eric. Desperate for a story to write, I blurted out my mission. Eric listened attentively and then told me he was not a chaser, but rather the opposite: he was an HIV positive top. He continued, telling me a lot of things including erotic tales of his experiences that set my heart pounding, and not out of discomfort, but rather out of a desire to be share his experiences in some (perhaps) surreptitious manner. I did not want to see myself having sex with him, but, on the other hand, I had no doubt he was, in some degree, coming on to me. His HIV status, of course, gave me additional pause, but I knew the virus could not be transmitted through voyeurism. As Eric continued, his stories took on a somewhat dark hue (perhaps enhanced by the alcohol we were downing) and he intimated he was could infect anyone, anytime through a combination of technique and what he called his "massive viral load". As he talked, he drummed his fingertips on the bar. I immediately noted that he had filed them down to sharp points. He told me they "helped prime a bottom's plumbing", which meant nothing to me at the time. He told me he was "pozzing" a guy the next night at his apartment, and he invited me to watch, saying he was sure I would learn a great deal for my article. He told me the guy would be willing and able to provide information on the whole experience. My cock was tumescent at the thought of seeing watching Eric have sex, and my sense of caution went out the window. Some chances only come once in a lifetime, or so I temporized. It probably didn't hurt Eric's hand chanced brushed my crotch, and that when he stood up to leave, he was jostled by a guy climbing onto his bar stool, and Eric's crotch chanced to press against my thigh. In retrospect I think he might have been semi-erect - or was it wishful thinking on my part? In short, I accepted his offer and jotted down his address. The next day, at 8:00 P.M., heart pounding, I found myself ringing is doorbell. Eric answered the door buck fucking naked. I was totally caught off guard by this and had a hard time regaining my composure. I was absolutely overwhelmed by his physical presence. Although I struggled to keep my eyes off his cock, it was a loosing battle. He was built like the proverbial shit house: a thick bush, low hanging, veiny balls, a long, thick, uncut cock that never hung quite down, as did cocks in my (admittedly limited) experience, but it sort-of arched out from his body. Man, I thought, this is unfucking real. My cock started to throb in my jeans. Explaining he had just gotten out of the shower, he bade me to make myself comfortable while he completed preparing for the 'fuck-fest', to use his words. He disappeared back into another room. I sat down in front of a TV showing an all male porn film in which a series of incredibly muscular guys had very physical sex. I was surprised by how erotic I found this. My dick did not return to its normal, flaccid state. Within a few minutes Eric came out in a short robe and sat next to me to watch the video. Out of the corner of my eye I saw his cock push out of his robe as it grew to 10, thick inches. I spent the next half hour with one eye on the TV and the other on Eric's dick. What had I gotten myself into? Eric and I had a couple of drinks while we waited. Finally he said that it looked like his friend wasn't going to show. He told me that he was really horny (no kidding). He asked me, no, he told me to suck his cock. I started to say I was straight, but he put his hand on the back of my head. I can't say he forced my head down because I offered no resistance. A few seconds later I was sucking and licking his cock. I couldn't seem to stop myself. The smell, taste, texture and intimacy of the experience was wild beyond anything I had before experienced. After a few minutes he told me we were going in the bedroom. I just let him lead me in there. I don't remember undressing, but I ended up naked, on my back, on his bed. Facing my crotch, he straddled my face. I eagerly continued my work on his magnificent cock, balls and even found myself sliding my tongue in his ass crack. He was clearly enjoying the attention: not only did his cock not loose any rigidity, but drops of pre-cum were sporadically oozing out of his cock head. His pre-cum was fascinating: slick, salty and sweet at the same time. He started touching me all over and then leaning forward, began loading my asshole with lube, using hard, sharp, sometimes painful thrusts. I could literally feel myself being opened up. I knew what he intended, and so said 'no' to each of his several entreaties "hey, man, I've gotta slip my cock in your hole," but persistence and lust won out over logic, and, when he assured me he'd pull out if I asked him to, I acquiesced. To be sure, however, I told him there was no way i was going to let him shoot his load in me. He just kind of smiled as he positioned me on all 4s. He pushed some more lube inside my hole, and, generously lubing his cock, coaxed his way inside. It hurt like hell at first - pain the likes of which I had (not surprisingly), never before experienced. But after a few minutes of superficial penetration, my ass opened-up, and I guess my ass juices began flowing. Pain morphed into pleasure, and pleasure morphed into ecstasy as somewhere in there he began to hit my prostate. I found myself begging for more. The experience was like nothing I had ever experienced: was I going to piss myself or was I going to blow a load? I honestly didn't know, (and in some measure, didn't care), but I did know I now understood why so many guys loved anal sex. Eric mostly kept up a nice slow pace while he slid his rod in and out of my hole, alternately teasing my asslips and torturing my prostate when he slid all the way in. I tried to listen for any moans or changes in his breathing that would signal an orgasm, but I heard (or didn't want to hear) any tell-tale signs. His hands were all over me, a few times reaching around to pinch my tits really hard when he sped-up his pounding, but then letting-up as he slowed down. I didn't really want him to stop but was prepared to tell him "no mas" at the first sign he was going to cum in me. While all this was happening my mind was racing. I felt that I was experiencing all the terror, emotions, and pleasure that someone taking his first positive load could conceivably experience. I tried to make mental notes of everything I was experiencing, but I must admit my brain was quite befuddled by the overwhelming impact of the turn of events, and, of course, Eric's cock sliding in and out of me. After a really long time, perhaps twenty minutes or so, he said he had some things to tell me. He told me that he could stay hard and fuck for an hour or more. He said he could cum and not make a sound. Then he told me something I was really not ready to hear. He told me he had already cum in me twice. Then he said "here cums the third load." Before I could react, Eric's right hand moved to my shoulder and pushed me face down into the mattress. His left arm tightened around my hips. Then he rammed me hard a couple of times and moaned very loud. I felt his cock seem to vibrate and then felt the hot liquid fly into me. I guessed that having my nipples pinched had masked the first two loads. However, there was no mistaking what he had done this time. I was overwhelmed with terror. How could he do this to me? Eric collapsed on top of me, his semi-hard cock plugging my ass, keeping his cum in me. I asked him why he had pozzed me. He told me that my "friends at the bar" had hired him to do it. They told him that I wanted it. They said I'd make up some story about why I hung out in the bar, but that he should ignore it. I was surprised he would do this for money. He told me he was paid quite well. He called himself a 'poztitute'. He told me he had cut me up inside with his fingernails, and there was no doubt his bugs were already in my blood. He told me he liked me and said I could stay the night. I locked myself in the bathroom for a long time. I needed time to get my head around all that had happened. I tried to force his cum out of me somehow, but very little dripped out, and what did was mixed with my blood. When I finally came out of the bathroom, the apartment was dark, and he was snoring. I thought about it for a bit, and finally slipped into bed with him. He later fucked me two more times, cumming multiple times. Early that morning I dressed and went home. When my girlfriend got back to town, I broke up with her. I told her I met someone else. I hated hurting her, but I just couldn't take the chance of infecting her. What I subsequently learned was the fuck flu hit me about a month and a half after my night with Eric. My subsequent HIV blood test was positive. I wrote the article about my experience as though I had interviewed someone else. It was the best thing I ever wrote, but the magazine went out of business before it was published. I work for a public relations firm now. I haven't had sex since all this happened, but I think I'm ready to get out there. 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I hope everyone had an amazing Christmas weekend. Im back to work and still reeling from what happened a few days ago. For those of you who have read my stories before, you know I've had a rough patch a few years ago. Ive been through a long recovery after about a decade of partying hard and fucking and getting fucked by lots and lots of men. Ive been leading a much healthier life than I had been. I rarely drink and haven't done any drugs of any kind for at least two years, with the exception of a toke of weed every now and then when im not drinking at parties. Well, this holiday season has been kinda crazy. I haven't shared a story in a while, as Ive been trying to keep busy at work and stay on the straight and narrow. And to be honest, i still feel like I'm maintaining good health. Even though, some on my path would say that this last weekend i would have been considered to have fallen off the wagon, so to speak. It didnt start out that way. I got invited to my regular annual gym Christmas party. Nothing out of the ordinary. I am pretty up front with everyone at my gym that I dont party like I used to. And that im trying to live a healthier lifestyle. And thats how it started. As I was getting ready for the party, which would usually just be the core group of crossfitters, we're all pretty close and we all work out together pretty much everyday. The owners of the gym are two brothers, both very sexy. They have their wives and kids, who I know all very well. We've all been to each other's houses for dinner and all different occasions. And the brothers really supported me through my crazy time. Even during me coming out, they both stood by me and helped me through some very volatile times. They're really incredible guys. There are also A LOT of very sexy people that go to the gym. Many guys and girls that are high performing professionals, a couple firefighters, one cop, and a bunch of other finance guys. And ALL of them are in amazing physical condition. (I would definitely recommend to anyone thats looking to get in the best shape of their life, to join a crossfit gym.) But I digress... I was getting ready for the party. I showered, cleaned up, shaved, and douched...just in case i ended up wanting to go out afterward if the party was boring. I showed up to the party. Its held in the gym and its a bunch of familiar people. I arrived about an hour and a half after the start, so that I wouldnt have to have the awkward conversations with some of the people that I maybe didn't know. This way, they would be a little drunk, and I could just sneak in and hang out with my gym buddy crew. By the time I walked in, everyone was already VERY drunk. I didn't expect the party to be as rowdy as it was at this time. It was only 8:30pm. When i walked in, there were a few of my friends that saw me and came running up. Drunkenly telling me how excited they were that I was there and that they weren't sure if I was going to make it. Which, I assured them that I in fact did make it. I was handed two shots and instructed to take them right away, as I needed to catch up. So i quickly did both shots. Tequila, so it wasnt tough to do. But, as Im trying to be on my best behavior, and this kind of an environment can be a little triggering for me. I kept it at that. After a few minutes of chatting and laughing with the group that greeted me at the door. One of the brothers saw me, made his way over and gave me a tight hug. The hug lasted a little longer than it should have, but i didn't mind one bit. He is bigger than me. Im a pretty big guy. Im nearly 6'2" and weigh about 240lbs, but in his arms I feel small. I chalked up the lingering embrace to his being very very drunk. He was slurring a bit telling me that he's glad I came. Then he turned into the party and announce my arrival to everyone. He grabbed my arm and dragged me to the centre of a big group of people in the back of the gym. There was a kitchen sink, a fridge, and a long counter that stretched along the back wall. It was a make shift kitchen for the staff at the gym to be able to keep their food cold while they worked and wash their dishes afterward. But tonight, there was a big plate on the counter and people huddled around doing lines of what I would assume to be coke. The first brother who greeted me, we'll call him M, still had me by the arm. He brought me to his brother, we'll call him S to let him know I made it to the party. S, also grabbed me and pulled me in for a very tight hug. He also rubbed my back a little and let his hand slide down toward my ass. He left his hand resting on the top of my ass and lower back while he talked to me, practically resting his forehead on mine. He was so close to my face. He was telling me how glad he was I made it and that it wouldn't be a party if I wasnt there. His hand then slid onto my hips and he pulled me in again, practically grinding his dick into me. (I want to remind everyone that these brothers are both painfully straight. They are both very aware of how gay men want them, but they are always very respectfully rejecting advances. They are both married and both have kids. But their wives only let them out to party with gay guys, because they know that they are safe and not going to do anything that would jeopardize their marriages.) They also both know that I really dont do hard drugs, so when S saw me looking at the pile of coke on thr plate, he grabbed my face and made me look at him directly in the eyes and said, "No! I've got something else for you." He pulled me back out of the crowd and lead me to the bathrooms. The bathrooms were each individual rooms with a sink, toilet, and shower. We went in one and he closed the door and locked it. Then pulled out a little baggy with edible marijuana in it. He gave me one and said, if i wanted more just let him know. Then, the strangest thing happened. He told me to open my mouth. So i did. Then he put the jelly candy in my mouth with his index finger and thumb. Then pushed the candy to the back of my mouth with his index and middle fingers. It was incredibly erotic... out of nowhere. We just stared into eachother eyes while he did it. I closed my mouth around his fingers and sucked on them while he slowly pulled his fingers from my mouth. My heart was racing. I didnt expect that. And didnt know how to react. He smiled and let out a big laugh. Then leaned in and kissed me on the mouth and whispered, "You're a fucking dirty boy." Then he turned around and left the bathroom. What the fuck just happened?? I stood there, absoultely stunned. S, was so fucking hot. I had always fantasized about him and flirted with him. But he never gave any impression that this would ever happen. I'm friends with his wife. Ive babysat his kid. Im friends with his sister. I swallowed hard and then took a drink from the bathroom sink faucet, then left the bathroom and joined the party.
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This is the story of how I came to be who - and what - I am today. My name is Christian, and I've always been straight. Indeed, I still am. I can appreciate when a man is handsome, well-built or whatever, but that has never done anything for me. I am attracted to women, they turn me on, and yet I know I will never end up spending my life with a female. You see, despite how my brain is wired, my body betrays me. When it comes to sex, these days it is all about cock. First up, a bit about me. I'm 6'1", pretty well built and lean, and have always had people tell me I'm handsome. I have dirty blond hair (from my father's Swedish roots) that I keep short, and slightly olive skin from my mother's Italian heritage. I played a number of sports throughout school, but swimming has always been my favourite and I go to the pool several times a week after the gym. I have a decent sized cock, and nice tight buns that I keep in check with daily squats. All in all, I tend to get a good amount of attention, and have never had any trouble getting a girlfriend. I had my first experience with a man during my gap year before university. Despite having no interest in men really, I was really curious about what it would be like to get fucked. That had always been there since I was old enough to know it was a thing men could do, and fingering myself had been part of my masturbation ritual from almost as soon as I started touching myself. However, it was only once I had been in San Francisco for a couple of days as part of a round-the-world backpacking adventure that I finally got the courage together to look into it properly, and wound up in a bar in the Castro. My older brother had fortunately agreed to 'lose' his driving licence before I left the UK, and as we look so much alike it served as the perfect fake ID while in the US. Of course, that meant I had to remember to call myself Jacob while I was there. Anyway, 'Jacob' got himself picked up by this fairly muscular guy in his mid-30s, and spent the night at a nearby apartment having his cherry firmly popped! Condoms were used of course, and I also had my first go at sucking cock just to see what it was like. It was OK, but being taken up the arse was an absolute revelation, so much so that I allowed the guy to do it to me three times before I left in the morning. For the rest of my gap year and through my first couple of terms at university, I hooked up with both men and women depending on what I was feeling. Then I met Joanne, and got into my first proper relationship since my school girlfriend. The man sex stopped until we broke up towards the middle of my third year at uni, and after that ended I almost exclusively sought out cock for a while. This established a pattern that would dominate my life for the next ten years: I would have relationships with women; they would fizzle out; I would then get fucked by guys for however long it took me to find a new girlfriend; and repeat. When I was 25 I had my first bareback experience, largely through being too drunk to function properly. I let a guy do me in the backroom of a gay bar that I had stumbled into after getting separated from both my friends and my phone. I was out of it, but somehow did manage to remember how liberating and exciting it felt to get used like that. After a couple more safe-sex hookups I realised something had changed in me, so I decided to take the financial hit and got myself on PrEP via online deliveries from the States. Once that was working properly, I became almost exclusively a bareback bottom during my weeks or months at a time of seeking cock, and perhaps most tellingly, I stayed on it when I met my next girlfriend (even getting myself onto the NHS trial so I could get it for free). Things changed in 2018 when I met Sarah. She was an American ex-pat living in London, a place she'd chosen to stay after studying at UCL, and we really hit it off. I mean, like crazily hit it off. She was the first woman I moved in with, and it was shortly after that milestone that I decided to properly commit, focus on building a life with her, and try to leave my cock-hunting days behind me. As part of that, I stopped taking PrEP. I had firmly pledged to myself to leave my wanton ways in the past, and start living the life of a 'proper' straight man. "Yeah right" I hear you say, but at the time it was what I thought I wanted, needed, and should be doing. The pandemic was, however, the beginning of the end. Being cooped up for so long with Sarah started to highlight problems in our relationship, and I realised we were gradually drifting apart while also getting on each other's nerves with every passing day. She had made me change so much about myself that I suddenly started to resent her for it, when before I had just been in such a love haze that I happily went along with it all. It was a godsend when some of the travel restrictions eased enough for Sarah to make a trip home to see her family, and she was soon ready for a month back in the States. I dropped her off at the airport early in the morning on a Friday, and had taken that day off from work so I could have some extra time to myself. I had lined up a night out with some friends for the evening, and so decided to take a nap when I had been back home for a while as the 4am alarm had started catching up with me. When I awoke around lunchtime I was undeniably horny, and I knew what I wanted. The flat we were renting had some attic space we could use, and given her aversion to almost every type of insect and bug, Sarah was never going to go up there. As such, I had been able to squirrel away my box of toys without her ever finding out about it, and that afternoon I dug it out for the first time in two years. It took some work after so long, but eventually I was happily riding one of my larger dildos and finally getting the stimulation I needed. Well, sort of. As much as I was enjoying it, long-buried desires for it to be a real cock took hold. The thought of that made me cum, and yet barely half an hour later I was back on the rubber dong working myself up to another orgasm. And then again two hours later. Perhaps it was the couple of beers I drank in the afternoon, or just a feeling of liberation now that she was gone for a month, but when I got dressed for my night out with the guys the whole ensemble was completed with an unseen treasure: a large buttplug stuffed up my rear end. I had never gone out with my friends doing anything like that at all, but that night I headed off to the pub in Kentish Town with my sphincter working overtime. It felt awesome. Perhaps spurred on by my courage to do that, I also fished out another box of treasures that I had kept hidden from Sarah. Inside was the 1.5 kilo silver chain and matching bracelet I had bought shortly before meeting her, which she had made it clear she did not like and that I should sell (which I told her I had). I donned both, and balanced things out with an enormous chunky Diesel watch that Sarah had also sneered at. I knew I'd get some comments from the guys with all this bling on display, but hey, it felt good to finally rediscover the old me a bit. Really taking the theme and running with it, I also stopped by the corner shop on my way to the tube and bought a couple of packets of Marlboro Gold and a lighter, deciding that all the nagging about my social smoking was going to be a thing of the past. The night out was fantastic, not a full-on drinking binge like it could have been but rather a relaxed evening with the guys. I got a couple of comments about how chilled I seemed from when we had last managed to meet up, and couldn't help but agree that I was happy to have a break from Sarah. Although we didn't talk about it at length, I think my friends knew the writing was on the wall for that relationship. With the restrictions on opening hours, the night ended far too quickly and we all made our way off in search of home. Or at least, they did. The one other friend who would be getting the tube suddenly realised he needed to rush to catch a train from London Bridge so he fled towards the station while I went to the loo for a strategic piss, meaning that by the time I was out of the pub I was alone. It was then I realised how close I was to Hampstead Heath, and a decision was made. I wasn't stinking drunk, but my inhibitions were definitely down. My arse had been enjoyably stretched out all evening by the buttplug, and I knew I needed it to get a proper seeing-to. I had already basically decided that I would not be living at our flat anymore when Sarah got back from the States, so despite the fact that I had not broken up with her, my brain when into Single Man Mode. For me, that meant one thing: cock...
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No Tennessee hookup page so I’m hoping they are okay with a temporary one. Post on this thread for hookups. I’m the the area around Clarksville TN, and I’m looking for all of the listed tags. Anything will do, message me for more. Hope this thread helps people in my state.
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Drew was a good friend of Jake's, who was having his 21st birthday bash. The thing was Drew was straight whereas Jake was gay and had mostly gay friends. Not that Drew believed it would matter for a birthday party. His choice of venue was nice: a good-sized room above a pub, where drinks flowed freely and the music was good. There was about 7 men in the room including Drew and Jake. One person who caught Drew's eye was a slightly older guy sporting a short-sleeved top that exposed a tattoo of a scorpion that had been inked high up on his left arm. After going around chatting to the party members, he soon learned he was the only straight attendee. Nevertheless Drew was enjoying himself with the drinks free-flowing. He discovered that Gus, the tattooed, slightly older gentleman ran a business offering strippers for parties. Then to Drew's surprise he told him he'd organised the entertainment for Jake's party. Knowing Jake's proclivities, Drew knew his luck wasn't in with female strippers, he hoped he'd cope with what was soon to happen as Gus left to usher in the male stripper. With a big fanfare, a very large black man appeared dressed as a boxer with rippling muscles. Music began and he removed his cape to reveal a well-toned body, in under a minute the boxer shorts had also been divested revealing his enormous manhood, not only was it extremely long but with a tremendous girth. Gus seemed to nod to the stripper in the direction of Drew. As the stripper approached, he whirled his dick round and round. It grew even bigger, but Drew waved him away and he gave his attention to the other guests, but did comment “later then?” As he went round the guests, they manhandled him, stroking his huge cock. When we offered it to the birthday boy Jake, he took as much of it into his mouth as he could and started to suck it. Drew was beginning to feel very uncomfortable and regretting attending this party, even though he was a good friend of Jake's. After a couple of minutes, the stripper pulled out and went round the others squirting foam cream on his dick and enticing each in turn to suck the cream off his cock. His enormous dick now upright glistened with the saliva from several blowjobs! He cam back to Drew, sprayed cream on his dick and offered it to him. Drew hesitated partly though his being a bit more uninhibited following maybe one too many drinks and also a certain peer pressure. Nevertheless, he did once again dissuade the stripper and got him to move on. He noticed Gus watching him intensely as this temptation happened. The event proceeded with the arrival of the birthday cake, all covered in thick whipped cream. Gus cut pieces for all the guests, clearly he was truly responsible for the smooth running of the occasion. They all had a piece and then toasted Jake's birthday. Drew somewhat slurred his words, but that didn't matter, things were going well. With the Dutch courage Drew now had, he questioned Gus about there only being one stripper and Gus admitted there were indeed two and he was the other. At that he started dancing and shedding his clothes, with rapturous applause from the other guests all clapping to the beat and his movements as he stripped naked. Even Drew although avoiding clapping, found himself eyeing Gus' body and his cock began to stir in his trousers. After quite a performance, Gus stopped his dancing and placed his cock in the cake, smothering it with the whipped cream. He offered it to Drew, Drew disinclined to accept as before, but Gus remained more insistent. “You know you want it, that tent peg in your pants proclaim your desire. With Drew's cock betraying him, he opened his mouth and started to devour Gus' cock. The rest of the assembled group, all cheered and clapped at Drew's blowjob, it went on much longer than Jake's special treat with the other stripper. Gagging and choking over Gus' meat as he pushed it in more. Drew continued choking and sputtering. With Gus' cock now lodged in his throat and he went as hard as he could. Drew's hardon swelled as he as he gagged over Gus' cock. And Gus yanked down Drew's pants for all to see. "Oh shit baby, I'm going to nut." Gus moaned. The thrusts increased and his organ throbbed. Gus's massive balls were smacking Drew's head and his breathing erratic. The fingers curled round Drew's hair and he grunted. No, no no! It was swelling in his mouth. A massive rope of come shot down Drew's throat A second and third spurt followed with the same density. On the fourth fifth and sixth he began to pull out and it landed on his tongue. The sweet taste and saltiness was overwhelming. Not to stop this moment. Gus offered Drew a sniff of poppers, which he inhaled strongly. Gus beckoned the other stripper over for the main party piece! Something hot, hard and unnaturally sized was pressed up against Drew. He could feel it wiggling against his arse. Gus whispered, "just enjoy it." Drew looked over his shoulder to see the other stripper's massive cock rubbing against him. His grinding increased it was truly monster sized but it had beautiful thick veins, soft smooth skin and an angry red head. He angled himself so he was thrusting at Drew's crack. Then Drew felt him being pinned down. Four of the other guests, held Drew down, each taking a wrist or ankle to keep him from squirming away. Gus gave Drew poppers to inhale The poking continued. Then Drew felt it against his hole. The head pressed against it, testing it. He could feel it strain as he pushed to get access. He shifted his hips and aimed his massive weapon right at his virgin hole. Drew could feel the warm tip brushing against his sphincter. Drew felt more pressure as his massive thing tried to get inside. Hands were holding him so tight Drew was scared he was going to snap then all he felt was pain. It was going in, slowly one inch at a time a man's dick starting to enter him. "Hush baby, only halfway." Gus cooed. Halfway, halfway!? This thing was only halfway inside of me? Oh Jesus no, this was not durable. “No I can't take it! "Pull out! PULL OUT!" Drew screamed. But the stripper just grabbed Drew's hips and pushed hard until Drew had taken every last inch. "No more, please I can't do this. It's too much!" Drew cried. Drew felt wet inside. His massive girth was rubbing deep inside pressing against Drew's insides getting slick with something. It couldn't have been spit or precum?. There was a powerful thrust and Drew yelped. . He took this as motivation and began really hammering home. The thrusts changed their angle and Drew began to feel pleasure. He did it again and Drew felt his own cock start to grow. Drew's hard cock was bouncing along to the sodomy. He was getting fucked and Drew was hard. He sniffed the poppers hard as it helped him. Seeing how Drew was responding, one of the group who was restraining Drew released his grip and offered his dick to Drew's opened mouth, dripping with Gus' cum. Drew's mouth was stuffed with his cock. Drew was now being drilled at both ends. Drew was again choking and sputtering as the cock now lodged in his throat and he went as hard as he could. He too splattered his cum deep inside Drew's throat. As Drew felt the taste, smell and cock driving into him and it was all too much. Drew's entire body shook as he was hit with his strongest orgasm. He screamed out as he shot his thick white load all over one of those still holding him. The man smiled at Drew then got up and walked over to Jake, who he noticed to his shock was filming it all with his mobile camera. Drew was horrified. But a combination of the lovely smile Jake gave him and his general sexual tension and inebriation meant Drew dismissed the filming and carried on with his intercourse, as another of the invitees shoved his cock into Drew's mouth to receive Drew's attention. Drew's tormented pleasure somewhat changed; the stripper was fucking with less rhythm, his thrusts deep and painful, his breathing ragged and he was coated in sweat. He was clearly close to cumming. He grabbed Drew's waist and spun him around on his dick. The blood provided ample lubricant because there was a slick sound as he spun like a top. Drew could now see the stripper plunging his huge dick in and out of his hole. “Stop, please not inside”, Drew begged. "I love breeding virgins." He panted. "No stop!" He was fucking too hard. Drew's entire body was shaking and breathing came out broken in time with his rapid thrusts. Just then the thrusts stopped. The cock buried itself as deep as it would go and began twitching. Drew's eyes widened as the reality took over. His straight ass had just finished off a man. He was being bred. "Nooo!", Drew cried. "Yes!" He replied. He could feel it convulsing. Then he could feel something warm soaking his insides. His cum just kept shooting inside Drew squirmed to the left then right, trying to push out the oversized cock but it wouldn't stop. He was growling, body flexed as the stripper held him with his dick. He could feel some of it dripping out. It seemed impossible. Cum was shooting inside him as well as pouring out. He looked over to see Gus, positioning himself to take over from the other stripper to breed his hole again. But I'm worried he's cum inside without a condom. “Don't worry”, Gus replied, “it's okay, he's the same status as me”. Not only did Gus breed Drew, but then the other four guests took their turns to unload inside him. Finally, Jake came over to have his turn, passing his camera over to Gus to complete the filming. “This is the best ever birthday present”, Jake exclaimed as he pushed his cock in. “But isn't it risky?” Drew asked anxiously. “But we've all been on prep the last couple of years”, Jake said misleadingly. For not only had they stopped taking them in time to be detectable again, but he had hired the two positive strippers to breed Drew. “Thanks for the gift”, Jake said, “let me give you mine now.” As he squirted his poz load deep within.
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It was a long day at the office, patient after patient, with very little time to eat let alone time to go to the bathroom. Before heading home, I sat at my computer and posted on Craigslist, I need the release tonight. Masc top – 45 Masculine top here HWP in search of a bubble butt bottom into kissing, getting rimmed and fucked. DDF tested at the beginning of the month. Prefer 20-30yrs hwp as well. I take care of myself you should too. Then I submitted a picture of my 7.5 inch uncut thick Latin cock. I could really use the release, business has been booming and that’s great but I want to travel, and meet guys. I drove home, and forgot about the post so I wouldn’t be disappointed by a lack of interest in the post. My roommate was gone for a couple weeks on business I could go home and spend my night naked, watch porn on the big screen and cook myself a good meal without any interference. No matter what it will be a good night. A few hours later I hear my phone go off with the email sound, my cock twitched in excitement. When I opened the email, there was a picture of an athletic, tone, young bubble butt bottom. He wrote his stats, 6’2 185lb with a 6.5 inch cut cock. He knew he was clean and double checked my stats because he has a girlfriend that doesn’t know and it need to stay that way. I couldn’t believe it, I would get to fuck a “straight” sexy bottom tonight. My cock was instantly rock hard, “the code is 002 I’m on the second floor of the building, door will be unlocked. I can’t wait to have some fun! I can show you my last results, we can play safe though if you want. See you at 8pm!” I wrote in reply. I took a nice hot shower and laid in bed, still rock hard with anticipation of fucking this hopefully great ass. It felt like forever, but I heard my apartment door open and shut, and the shadow of my hookup entering my room. Dressed in a plain white undershirt and sweat pants, the picture he sent didn’t do him justice. He didn’t waste any time either, while walking over to the bed he took off his shirt and slid down his sweatpants, the dim lights showed off every line, and curve of his athletic body. He got in bed crawling up to meet me, I grabbed him and pulled him in for a kiss. He was an amazing kisser for being “straight” I didn’t think he’d be as into it as he was. My hands roamed his body, his ass was firm, strong and big for a white boy. My fingers played with his puckered hole, “I want to eat your ass”, I said pulling his hips up towards my face, “suck my cock.” He did as he was told, this is where his straightness showed, his mouth was warm and soft but he wasn’t the greatest cocksucker. His ass though, his ass was smooth, tasted so delicious. He cleaned up well, not even a lingering taste of soap. His ass began to open up for my tongue, I pushed my spit deeper with my finger as he deep throated my cock as best he could. I turned him around and sat him down on my wet cock, sliding it between his beautiful ass cheeks. We continued to make out, tongues darting back and forth, when he surprised me by grabbing my cock and lining it up to his tight hole, pushing down onto it slowly. With spit as lube the entry was slow, he pulled up and I licked my hand to put more lube on my cock. He sat down and this time, I slid most of the way in and it felt incredible. He sat up, slowly lifting and dropping down onto my cock eyes closed head up towards the ceiling, he was enjoying it a lot. I ran my hands up his sexy abs to his shoulders and pulled him back down for his delicious mouth. I couldn’t take it much longer, I fucked his ass while kissing him for probably a minute or two longer before pushing him down all the way on my cock and cumming deep into his amazing ass. “Oh my God, you have the perfect ass” I said to him as he slowly rocked his hips back and forth drunk on the cum deep in his ass. “Thank you” he said shyly as he got up, my still rock hard cock leaving his ass with a *pop*. He was clearly nervous as he crept back towards his clothes and left. I wanted his ass again, I want his mouth again. Why do the hot ones have to be straight? I thought to myself as I jacked off to the thought of him. I sent him an email the next mornin, “Thank you for last night, but you left me still hard and wanting your ass, let me know when you can come back for more!” Surprisingly I got a reply within the hour, “Sorry I left in such a hurry, I’m still pretty new to all of this, it felt great though, I think your cum is still inside my ass. Kind of makes me horny all over again.” “that’s hot, keep it in there as long as you can or come back for more. How’s tonight?” My cock now rock hard at the office. I day dreamed all day of what I wanted to do with him. Bringing him to the office and fucking him over one of the dental cleaning chairs, meeting him at his house and fucking him in his bed, and taking him on a vacation away from his girlfriend. I couldn’t get him out of my mind. By the end of the day I had not heard back, I hope I didn’t scare him off. I got home, and while in the shower heard my phone go off. I left the shower running, and went to my phone I hope it says “on my way over”. It didn’t but I enjoyed this email even more. “I cant come over tonight, and weekends are tough, that’s when I see my girlfriend. Next week I’m watching a family friends house, and she can’t stay over if you want to come by a couple times. Maybe play some fantasies I’ve had but never tried.” I replied, “Yes, tell me them.” Hours later he sent me the most exciting email I’ve ever received. “Ok I’m super nervous about a lot of this but… One fantasy is to have my drink drugged and be used all night, with or without video. But to wake up knowing someone used me as their cumrag, sore and full of cum. Btw I’m game to try anything at least once. I want my hole opened up, I love the idea of someone pissing into it, either as an enema or just to fill me up. I have never cum from someone fucking me but I know its possible, I’ve told myself when I’ve been really horny that if I were to accomplish that, that I would consider it a sign I’m truly meant to be gay, to take cocks. Lastly, I like the idea of there being some secret thing I wear, have on my body that claims me as theirs. Other than these I love the idea of gangbangs, 3somes, exhibition, chastity, CBT, golden showers from groups, being abused and dominated, sometimes at my horniest even outed, and scat. I emailed him back “We will have some fun next week, I will come over every night that you can have me. One of those nights you will be drugged and I will use you all night, I will try to fist you, you will drink my piss when I ask, and who knows maybe I’ll call a friend or two. You have the most perfect ass, and I think its meant to take cocks, I will make you gay” “Yes Sir” “Address, phone number, and your work schedule please. I will text you before I come over each night.” I immediately started preparing for the next week, I went to a sex shop and bought restraints, cock rings, poppers and toys in different sizes. I want him to wear a jock strap, I picked up a Diesel, Andrew Christian and Addicted brand straps. I called in and got myself some Xanax from the pharmacy, and some other things for a good cocktail in case. I really do think I could make him gay, and I hope that he becomes mine when he realizes it. Monday took forever to come but I text him at 7pm, “can I come over?” “Yes, I need to clean up though” “See you within the hour”, I said, my cock already pressing into my jeans. I walked up to the house and knocked on the door, I didn’t want to walk into the wrong one. The boy opened the door, he was wearing shorts, and a t-shirt. “Here, go put this on and come to the door to let me in the proper way.” I said handing him one of the jockstraps. I shut the door, and he went off to change. I knocked again, he answered the door in just the jockstrap, but didn’t open the door all the way. He looked so hot, this boy will be mine. I pushed the door wide open, “Aren’t you going to kiss your gay lover hello?” He sheepishly stepped forward, and I grabbed him by the waist and pulled him in for a deep kiss which he gratefully returned. I spun us around so his ass faced the street, it wasn’t a busy neighborhood but I knew it would scare him and drive him wild. I broke the kiss, “my bag is in my car in the driveway, go get it.” And I shut the door, making sure to lock the deadbolt loudly so he knows there’s only one way back in. I went to the kitchen and started to make us a drink, and he was back at the door knocking. I walked slowly back to the door, and asked who it was as I looked through the hole in the door. “Its Trevor!” he said nervously. “Not remembering, how do I know you?” egging him on. “Sir can you let me in?” he said desperately. I opened the door a crack, “You got the wrong bag, and you will answer, ‘I’m your gay bottom’ if you want to be let back in when you get back. I went back to make him a special drink, piss, gin and tonic with a little treat for him. *Knock, Knock, Knock* But I had to finish making the drinks. It was hard to stop the flow of piss, but I wanted him to have the rest from the tap. *Knock, Knock, Knock* “Who is it?” I yelled from the kitchen this time. He hesitated, and I heard something softly said through the door, “who is it?” I repeated. “It’s your gay bottom!” he rushed and said just loud enough. I walked back to the door, he had the correct bag this time. “Good boy, thanks for grabbing my bag. I made us a drink, lets go chat. Yours is a piss gin and tonic. I’m drinking beer.” He seemed to like that, and I followed his perfect ass into the kitchen. We talked for 45 minutes, and I learned a lot about my future boy. “you need another drink, follow me” I said. I grabbed his hand and we walked to the bathroom, “On your knees, urinal.” He quickly got onto his knees, his hard cock stretching the jock strap. I whipped out my cock and put it in his face, “put your lips around my cock, but no tongue, you will swallow everything I give you tonight” His soft lips surrounded the head of my cock, and I let my stream go, I could hear him gulping. It took every ounce of focus I had to not get hard and stop my flow of piss. He swallowed the last of my piss, I grabbed his face, kissed him deep, and spit into his mouth. “Good boy, lets head to the bedroom.” He got up and stumbled, the Xanax must be kicking in finally I thought. We go into the room and I pushed him onto the bed, “on your elbows and knees, I’m going to eat your ass” I said. He was quiet but by his squirming I knew he was enjoying my tongue, I would stop every once in a while and suck his cock a little to keep him on edge. “What do you want?” I asked. “Your cock” “where do you want my cock?” “I want you to fuck my ass” “I will fuck you good tonight, slut” “Thank you Sir”, he answered as I sprayed a towel with Maximum Impact and pushed it to his face. “Deep breaths slut, these are called poppers, you’re going to like these.” I commanded. Sure enough his hole started to visibly loosen up, and this scared “straight” boy was now ready for the fucking of his life. He moaned as my cock entered his ass, I fucked him deep and slow, he took every inch of it. His ass was meant for cock, I’d make him realize it. He was moaning up a storm as I flipped him back and forth from his stomach to his back fucking him fast and rough, I would slow down and whisper things in his ear, knowing he wouldn’t respond much but hopefully it sticks in his mind. “You will be my boyfriend, we will travel and I’ll fuck you every day while we are gone, you take cock so well, you probably take cock better than you give it, your cock is mine, your hole is mine, I wish I could make your pregnant”. I repeated over and over. He answered at last, “fuck me until I’m pregnant.” That’s when it struck me, I knew how to make him mine forever.
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Another story that starts off slow but I plan to build to other things. Any feedback would be great. All characters are over 18 and this story is purely fictional. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- All throughout High School I was always involved with sports, and I happened to be pretty good at them. I was the star running back on our football team that lead us to two State Championships my Junior and Senior year. My name is Jackson McCoy, and at school I was always apart of the “popular” crowd and always was surrounded by good friends. I never had trouble finding dates or a girlfriend. I stand at around 5’9”, but to make up for my lack of height I made up for with the rest of my body. I spent a lot of time in the gym and it clearly showed. I was very fit and toned, with a firm chest, bulging arms, thick thighs, and a 4 pack of abs with a tight V that went down to my groin. All of my work in the gym doing squats had led me to have at tight firm ass that filled out my jeans and football pants, and many of my girlfriends called this my best feature. After high school I was given a scholarship to play football at a medium size college several hours away from home. I met a girl, Heather, my freshman year and we have continued dating into my sophomore year. Heather was your typical athlete’s girlfriend, with perky breasts and slim body. She was never one to turn down sex and I got lucky several times a week. All through high school and college I had a secret that I kept from everybody, because if the secret got out my life would be ruined. I always considered myself straight, but sometimes got off on gay porn. Sometimes I would find another fit guys in the locker room, and I would try to catch a peak at times. I never acted on any of these urges and suppressed them. All of this came to a head when I was home for Christmas break my Junior year and my life changed forever. I came home to stay with my parents for the holidays while Heather went to her parents, which happened to be in a different suburb near me. Heather and I drove home together, and I dropped her off before going to my parents. Our plan was to see each other in a few days, when my dad was having a large Christmas party at our house for his employees. My dad owns a large business and every year he throws a party at our house just before Christmas for his employees. This is where it all began. When I was home and away from my girlfriend I found myself more horny than usual and found myself online looking at porn, which ended up with me looking at gay porn. One night, after jacking and edging myself to porn for several hours, I found myself downloading Grindr. I never planned to actually meet somebody on this app, I more so was curious about it. I set up my profile and filled everything in, only leaving my picture blank. I scrolled around and found several different profiles around me, but none that really excited me. Until I found one with the username “blkbull4white”. The profile picture showed a black male with a very fit and muscular body, close shaved beard, tight jaw line and dread locks. His chest had several tattoo’s that I was unable to make out. The information on the profile showed the man was 6’2” and 210 pounds and described himself as a “dominant top looking for submissive to use”. I noticed for HIV status the profile showed “poz”, this turned me off but what did it matter because I was never going to meet him. This profile made my cock instantly hard. I worked up the courage and messaged the guy, never actually planning to meet. After exchanging texts for several minutes, the guy asked for a picture of me and I sent him a few headless shots of me. I did not think about the fact that I had a birthmark on my right hand, that has a very distinguishable shape, and was clearly visible in the photos. The man sent back a picture of a very large black dick that looked like a red bull can with large veins. He asked what I was into and I told him I had never messed around with a dude but was curious about it. The man asked if I wanted to come over to have my “hole” used and bred by a big dicked bull and to be “knocked up with his babies”. I found the way he was talking to me like I was a sex toy hot, and I agreed to meet him with never having the intention of actually going. He sent me his address and I said I would be there in 20 minutes. At this point I was jacking off and this put me over the edge. I shot my load, closed out of the app and forgot about it. Fast forward a few days. December 20th. A few days before Christmas. The day of my dad’s party. I left around 4pm to go pick up Heather so we could be back just after the guests had arrived. I picked her up and she was wearing a short black dress that really showed her off. After not seeing her for several days my dick hardened at the site of her, and I was hoping to get lucky before I brought her back to her house after the party. Heather was clearly as worked about seeing me and played with my dick through my pants the whole way back to my house, giggling the whole time. When we got to my house there were cars everywhere and it was clear the party had started. I worked on getting my hard on down and we went inside, holding hands. As the party went on and after a few drinks we were talking with the guests and ended up getting separated. That was when I saw him. Standing across the room from me was the man from the profile. Blkbull4white. He was even more breathtaking in real life. He had his dreads pulled back behind his head in a ponytail, and he was wearing a dress shirt that showed off his physique perfectly, along with gray dress pants. As I was checking him out, I noticed the dress pants had large bulge where I knew that big dick was hiding. The man caught me looking at him and made eye contact before he started walking toward me. Had he caught me checking him out? My hands got sweaty and my heart started pounding thinking the man would recognize me from being on the app. But I quickly realized I never showed my face and there was no way the man would be able to recognize me. He came up and shook my hand, introducing himself as Marcus. He told me that he had just been hired in the marketing department at my dads company. While speaking to him I had a pit in my stomach and could not stop thinking about the dick pic he had sent me and trying no to look at the big bulge where it was hiding. Before long Heather came up to our conversation and asked me to come meet somebody. I was relieved that I did not have to talk to the man anymore and excused myself. As the party went on, I had a few more glasses of wine I had to take a piss. I went to a bathroom that was upstairs and away from the party and closed the door. After I was done and washing my hands the bathroom door opened and in walked Marcus with a sleek grin and piercing eyes. Before I could even have time to react, he had his body pressed against the back of mine, with his dick hardening in his pants pressed against my ass. He pushed his crotch into me, which pushed me up against the bathroom counter, and put his arms around me. Marcus whispered into my ear “Do you recognize me because I recognize you” as he gyrated his pelvis against my ass. “Why did you make a dick appointment to be used by my big dick and then not show up? Didn’t your mommy and daddy teach you manners?”. I could feel his large cock was now hard as a rock against my ass. “I’m sorry Marcus I got caught up in the moment and chickened out. I have a girlfriend and never really planned to follow through with coming over. How did you know it was me?” I told him as my eyes met his in the mirror. My face was beet red and my heart was pumping out of nervousness about what I would do. He grabbed my left hand and held it in front of the mirror. “Did you forget about your sexy little birthmark? I recognized it immediately when I shook your hand”. “Does your girlfriend know you message guys about getting fucked late at night? Hmm? Was she that pretty little bitch you walked in with tonight?” Marcus whispered in my ear as he continued pressing against my ass. “NO AND SHE CAN’T FIND OUT MY LIFE WILL BE OVER! AND DON’T CALL HER BITCH” I snapped at him. Marcus was now twisting and squeezing my nipples, which gave me an instant hard on. “Ah the so called straight boy likes his nipples getting worked over just like a cock slut”. Being called a cock slut instantly mad me pissed off and I tried to turn around an confront Marcus. He held my hips firmly and said “A tough one. I always like turning the tough ones. You forget I’m stronger and bigger than you. Now get on your knees so I can teach you a quick lesson” he whispered in my ear. I hesitated for a second before he stepped back from me and flung me around by my waist. “If you don’t want your secret out you better get on your knees” he spat at me, and reluctantly I knelt down in front of him, starting directly at that rock hard python that was outlined in his pants. My stomach had butterflies and I could feel my heart racing at the thought of what he was clearly going to want me to do. “Open my pants and pull out that big dick and get sucking before I show that profile and pictures to your parents and girlfriend” he told me has I knelt there in front of him. I froze and just knelt. I felt my own dick starting to harden and leak. For some reason I was turned on by what was happening to me. I realized what I had to do and opened the zipper and unbuckled the pants, pulling them down slightly to give me access. Underneath the pants he was wearing black boxer briefs, and I pulled down the elastic on these with my hands shaking in anticipation of what was happening. The big cock snapped out of the elastic and hit his stomach. I had never seen such a big dick in my life. “What do you think of that real man’s cock? Huh boy? You ever seen something that big?” Marcus said to me as he wiggled his hips back and forth, causing it to smack me in the face. It was perfect, with the veins and thick shaft, trimmed black pubes, all nestled on top of two big black balls that were as big as golf balls. I sat there in shock and rubbed my hand up and down the hard cock, watching as drops of precum formed on the end. “You can rub as long as you want for all I care, but we will be here all night if you do that so you better start sucking”. I grabbed the dick with my hand, but it was so thick my hand did not close around it. I brought it to my mouth and started licking the tip and shaft. I had never felt another mans cock, yet alone tasted one. The salty taste and musk smell were so hot. My own cock was throbbing in my pants. “Enough licking white boy get that cock in that mouth”. Marcus grabbed me by the hair and lined up his cock with my mouth and started to push in. I opened my mouth as wide as I could to accommodate the big dick as it slid across my lips. I wanted to say no, but for some reason my mind and body were turning to butter and just giving in. “Fuck yeah work that cock” Marcus told me has he started to work more cock down my throat. “Suck that cock like you’re drinking from a straw”. I tried to do this, but his cock was so far in my mouth it made me gag. My eyes were watering, and spit was forming around my mouth, but his cock was only about half way in. “That’s a big cock to get for the first-time boy don’t worry I will teach you how to deep throat it later just work with what you got”. Later? What did he mean later? I continued to suck and work my way up and down the big cock as Marcus kept moving my head roughly back and forth across his dick, moaning and tell me “fuck yeah” and “suck that cock”. I was so turned on to be used like this and pleasing another man I reached into my pants for my own cock. Marcus saw this and kicked my hand away, telling me “this all about me white boy worry about your nut later”. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. “Jackson you ok in there?” Heather asked me through the door, clearing noticing that I had been gone from the party. I panicked and tried to push at Marcus’ legs and pull off his cock, but Marcus grabbed my hair and pumped three more times before pulling me off his cock. He held me there by the hair and looked at me to answer. I told her I was ok and would be right out. I heard her walk away from the door and go back down the stairs. “We should have told her you were busy sucking off a big cock shouldn’t we have? Look at your face you look like such a slut with the tears and spit running down your face. Wish I could fuck this mouth all night, but it looks like our times up”. I started to stand up, but Marcus pushed me back down. “Oh no boy you’re not getting off that easy” and he started pumping his cock like crazy. “Just sit there and be a good boy while I finish this up”. He was jacking his cock and I could hear his breathing getting shorter and his hand was getting more sporadic. “Mmmhhmm yeah bitch here it comes get ready for a face full of my poz nut”. I panicked and tried to back away, but Marcus grabbed my head in front his cock just as it began to spurt. I forgot that his profile was poz and did not want to take my chances with getting infected. Volley after volley of thick white cum sprayed across my face, chin, and hair. I couldn’t believe how much cum was spraying out and it just kept coming. After 11 or 12 spurts he stopped and held his cock, as my face was completely covered and the cum was starting to drip off. I couldn’t see very well but heard the click of an iPhone camera. “Just a quick picture to remember the night you took your first poz cock and sprayed by poz nut” Marcus laughed to himself as he put the phone away. “All you white boys are the same. Big tough athlete on campus but on your knees sucking cock when the doors are closed”. I grabbed a towel and wiped the seed off my face. Deep down inside I was panicked about what I had done. I knew from health class I couldn’t get STD’s this way, but was worried I might somehow get infected if it got into my eye. I was so mad at what Marcus was saying and felt so degraged, but yet at the same time I was so turned on I thought my cock was going to explode. Marcus wiped some of cum into my mouth and told me “next time I will blow it in your mouth so you can get a real taste”. “Next time? This was great but I don’t think there should be a next time. I forgot you are positive and don’t want to risk that” I told Marcus meekly, hoping that this would be a onetime thing. He laughed as he tucked his cock back into his pants and told me “I know white boys like you. Once they get a taste of a big poz dick they want more. You will want more of this dick trust me boy. It may not be today or tomorrow, but you will be begging for my dick again. And when you ask for it next time be ready to get knocked up with my seed”. He pulled my phone out of my pocket and held it up to my face, so the facial feature would unlock it. “Hey what the fuck man” I told him as I tried to grab it out of his hand, but he was stronger and quicker than me and pushed me back into the tub. He clicked around on my phone and then threw it back at me. “Don’t worry straight boy I didn’t do anything you wouldn’t have liked” and he turned and walked out. I sat there, astonished about what had just happened and what I had willingly done. I wanted to jack off but I knew Heather would be looking for me. I wiped the cum off my face and then rinsed my hair off in the sink the best I could, working to get all of the white chunks out. I got myself put back together and went back to the party and found Heather, acting as if nothing had happened. Awhile later I felt my phone vibrate and took it out to check it. I had two new text messages from “Bull”. My dick instantly went hard. The first picture was me kneeling in front of his dick with his baby batter all over my face, and the second was a message that said “text me when you’re ready for more. Next time I’ll be fucking that ass and taking your cherry”. I put the phone in my pocket and looked around to make sure nobody saw. I couldn’t believe Marcus had that picture of me. Later that night I took Heather back home. The whole way to her house I could not stop thinking about sucking Marcus’ cock and how fucking hot it was, but also felt guilty and wrong about doing it. Heather tried talking to me but I tuned her out. She finally asked what was wrong and I told her I wasn’t feeling right. This wasn’t a total lie because my jaw and throat were sore from sucking that big dick. After dropping Heather off I went home and practically ran to my bedroom and closed the door. I jacked off and blew the biggest load I have ever blown thinking about Marcus and his cock. I past out that night thinking about that big cock. The next few days were kind of a blur. I tried to suppress the thoughts of sucking cock and getting fucked out of head, but never really could. I knew that I could not take the risk of getting anything from Marcus. After two days of this and only being able to think about Marcus’ big cock and getting converted I worked up the courage and pulled out my phone, scrolling through the contacts. I could not take it any more and needed his dick again. My hands were shaking as I typed out a message to the contact named “Bull”. “Hey” I typed and pushed send. Several minutes later my phone vibrated and I quickly took it out to check it. When I saw his name on the screen my heart went into my throat. “What do you need slut” was his response. I typed back “I’m ready for more”. He quickly sent back “tell me exactly what you want”. My hands shook as I typed and deleted several messages before finally settling on “I want to get fucked by your big cock”. My thumb hovered over the send button before finally taking a deep breath and hitting send. He replied with “and what else?”. I knew what he was asking. I typed out “your poz babies” before hitting send. I could not believe what I had just done. “Two days. That’s a new record. Guess you really are a cock slut and faggot. I knew you couldn’t stay away from my cock”. He sent me another message that he was free tomorrow night and to be ready to be “dicked down and bred” and that I could expect another text with instructions in the morning. The last text was “NO CUMMING UNTIL I SAY SO. I WILL KNOW IF YOU DO”. I responded with a “yes sir”, without even thinking about it. I thought to myself “Why the fuck did I call him Sir” as I put the phone back in my pocket. To be continued.
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Looking through the posts on this site and some of the shit you fags do makes me wonder why most women aren't the same (or more sluttier)..... they're literally designed to take d 🤔
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Hey guys, I'm a long-time lurker here. I wrote a nice little story partly based on something that almost happened to me when I was younger, and on a much larger fantasy I had for a long time that has been shaped over the years by what I read on here. I'm almost done with the second part so if there is any interest I will post :) English is not my first language so please forgive any mistake. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- How I met my Daddy I couldn’t believe it, it had to be a mistake. I looked at my phone more closely and the ad clearly said 112 Shelby Drive, but the address was that of a huge mansion in the upper-class neighbourhood of my city. The rent couldn’t possibly be that cheap. I sent the landlord a message asking if this was real and if there was a mistake. I got a reply in under a minute telling me that yes, it was an actual room for rent and the price was accurate, no mistake. I asked if and when I could visit and the landlord replied: “I’m at home all day, you can come by anytime”. It was about an hour of commute from my dorm, which I was about to be forced to leave since my classes were over and I just graduated, so I hurried to the place to make sure nobody would beat me to it. When I got there, I still couldn’t believe it. The house was impressive, a very recent building in the nicest part of town. I knocked on the door and heard steps closing in, then the door opened. A very tall and muscular man, probably in his fifties, was looking at me with a warm smile. “You must be Tom, I’m Rick. Come on in.” We shook hands and I came forward. The house was even more spacious and beautiful inside. Rick gave me a quick tour of the house and asked me if I was interested. “Well sure, I said. But why is it so cheap. I mean, I’ll be glad to pay this low but you could charge so much more.” “Well I’m not really after the money, I have plenty of that. I just thought it would be nice to have someone live with me, I’ve been alone for many years and could use the company from time to time, you know. So I figured I could find a roommate and offer someone like you the opportunity of living in a luxurious house such as this one. Landlords can be very greedy, and I think that’s not very fair. It’s my way of giving back and sharing my luck with other people.” It made sense to me so I didn’t question him further. “Oh by the way, before you accept or reject my offer, I have to tell you that I’m gay and I sometimes have some visitors if you are okay with that kind of thing. Are you straight yourself?” “Yes I am, but I don’t mind if you’re gay. To tell you the truth, I’m really interested in living here for a while, at least, this place is amazing!” “Great, well let’s get you settled then.” I was very excited to be moving in this house and Rick seemed like a very pleasant person to be around. He was very polite and kind, at least that’s the first impression I had of him. I didn’t know why, but I felt like I could trust him. The fact that he was gay was a non-event for me, I didn’t mind at all. I wasn’t gay myself, but I was open minded. As long as he didn’t try anything on me, and he didn’t seem like the kind of guy to do so, everything was fine by me. In fact, I was a little curious about the gay lifestyle, which I knew very little of, but I guessed this was about to change. That was a good thing, I thought. He took me to my room, which was very nice, quite large with big windows, fully and tastefully furnished with a queen-sized bed, desk, and all the essentials. I thanked Rick and told him I had to go pick up my things at my dorm so I can properly settle in. He gave me a key to the house. “Welcome home boy, I hope you enjoy staying here. I’m sure we’ll have lots of fun.” He let out a big warm laugh as I took the key and went on my way to pick up my stuff. The next few weeks were uneventful. I finished setting up at Rick’s house and got to know him a bit better. Turns out he is very pleasant to be around and very generous. He insisted I could use anything I wanted in the house, even the food, and made sure I was doing fine with everything. This was a godsend, since I was having a hard time finding a job. Every application I had sent was still unanswered. I was starting to get nervous and shared my fears with Rick, who brushed them off. “Don’t worry, you’ll find something in no time. In the meantime, don’t worry about the bills, I can help you out boy,” he said. “You sure? I don’t want to become a burden, you really don’t have to do this. I could go back to my parents.” “Nonsense. Your parents live on the other side of the country, in a little town where you’d have even less job opportunities. You can stay here as long as you want. I like you, boy, I want to help you out. And don’t you ever go saying you’re a burden ever again. You’re my guest and I’m gonna take care of you.” As relieved and grateful as I was, I redoubled my efforts to find a job. It was about a month after I had moved in when in the middle of the night I heard grunting and moaning noises that were coming from Rick’s room, upstairs. I stopped whatever I was doing and started paying attention. No doubt, Rick was having sex with someone. Now like I said I’m straight, but it had been a long time since I had seen some action and knowing some people were having what sounded like amazing sex so close to me got me going. I became very curious to know what kind of sex Rick was having. I slowly and quietly got out of my room and came near Rick’s to hear better. The moans were clearer, and I could also hear some words, although I couldn’t make out what they were. It was mostly Rick talking with his deep voice, but a higher one responded faintly from time to time. As I got closer I started to hear better. “... you like that big poz cock, don’t you faggot...” “...oh...” “What? I can hear you tina boy, say it.” “... I ... love … your poz cock Sir …" I had no idea what “poz” and “tina” meant, but the dirty talk was getting me horny like crazy. Hearing them moan and talk like that, coupled with the sound their bodies made as Rick was clearly fucking the other guy in the ass, had me rock hard in my boxer shorts. I managed to get on the edge of Rick’s door and couldn’t help from having a quick peek inside. I barely got my eye out and saw Rick right in front of me, with his eyes closed, fucking a young man about the same age as me. I couldn’t see the other man’s face as his head was buried into the bed, his ass way up to meet Rick’s dick, which I couldn’t see. I could also see a quite large biohazard tattoo on Rick’s chest. There was also a lot of stuff laying on the bed around them, I recognized a few bottles and syringes, but I couldn’t watch any longer as I was afraid Rick would see me. I bolted as fast and quietly to my room as I could and closed the door. I was so turned on by what I saw and heard that I started to jerk off right away and, with the image in my mind of Rick fucking the boy in the ass, came under a minute later. It was the most intense orgasm I had in quite a while, and I was surprised how all of this had turned me on. I thought about it repeatedly and started to wonder what Rick was saying to his lover. I got on my computer and googled “poz dick” and “tina”. I was very confused at what I was finding. Was Rick HIV positive? Was it somewhat of a turn on for him? What about the other guy? Was he okay with it? Tina was some kind of drug, and they were doing some? That would explain the syringes and bottles and various paraphernalia lying around. All of this seemed wild and intense to me and I was starting to doubt that I had heard correctly. I kept reading about it, and eventually found some videos showing dudes using needles, smoking out of glass pipes and then having sex. To my surprise, I couldn’t stop looking at them. It was SO HOT. My dick was rock hard and I kept masturbating all night long, sometimes hearing Rick and his guest in the distance. By my third orgasm, I was starting to realize I was not as straight as I thought I was, and I was becoming more and more curious about trying sex with another man. But I was also especially curious about the different drugs I knew nothing about but seemed to make these guys unbelievably horny and high as hell. My research led me to learn about the bug chasing fetish. There were people actively trying to catch HIV and I thought the idea was equal parts repulsive and fascinating. To willingly get yourself infected with this terrible disease and then “gifting” it to others. What a wild idea! I couldn't understand why I found it so appealing and still so frightening at the same time. Eventually late into the night (or early in the morning) I collapsed and fell asleep without even realizing it. I had wild dreams about naked men, huge dicks, needles, and cum and when I woke up I still had a huge boner and I had to masturbate once again. ---- When I finally got out of my room Rick was in the kitchen eating breakfast, alone. “Hey boy, made some breakfast and there’s plenty enough for you, just help yourself.” “Wow thanks Rick!” I felt a bit uneasy after what I had witnessed a few hours earlier. I was seeing Rick in a completely different light, now. For the first time I realized how handsome he really was; he had a very masculine face, big and well defined muscles, a very manly man. I caught myself starting to fantasize about him and my dick twitched a few times. I wondered what his dick looked like. “So, did you enjoy the show last night?” “The show? What show?” “I saw you peeking in my room when I was with my guest. I hope we didn’t scare you” Rick said with a laugh. My stomach sank. I got caught! I was sure Rick didn’t see me. At least judging his reaction, he seemed genuinely fine with it, but still. He caught my own concerned face. “Hey, don’t worry, if I didn’t want you to see anything I would have closed the door. You’re welcome to watch or join any time, I really don’t mind. In fact, I enjoy being watched.” That was unexpected to say the least, but it made sense. “So?” “Huh... so what?” “Did you like what you saw?” I didn’t want Rick to know how much I found it hot to watch him pound some guy’s ass relentlessly while saying incredibly dirty things to him. I was straight and I didn’t want Rick to even consider the possibility that I wasn’t in any way. "It was... interesting.” “Well, like I said you’re free to join in anytime, the more the merrier” he replied with a wink and a charming smile. “Aaah, thanks, but I’m not gay, so I’m gonna take a pass.” “You sure about that boy? You don’t know what you’re missing.” I was nervous as hell and thinking about what to say when Rick, having finished his meal, got up in a sudden. “Anyway, we can talk about it later I’m off to run some errands. See ya tonight, boy.” I was relieved this interaction was over. I was afraid Rick would notice the growing bulge in my pants. ---- As soon as Rick was out of the house I opened back the porn tabs on my computer and kept looking at stuff about tina, chem sex, pozzing, bug chasing and gift giving. This stuff was making me hornier and hornier. Everything was spinning fast in my head, and I was feeling like I just hit puberty for a second time. It was so dirty, horny, wrong and extreme that I couldn’t believe some people actually did that stuff. I read story after story on a website called Breeding Zone and then started to picture Rick getting me high and then laying me on my back, spreading my legs and entering me with his toxic poz cock and infecting me with his virus... OH. MY. GOD. As I reached that point of my daydreaming fantasy, I was masturbating furiously and erupted into the strongest orgasm I ever had, bar none. I shot my load on my belly and decided to scoop some and taste it. I had never done that but I was so horny I couldn’t resist. It tasted amazing. I wondered what Rick’s cum tasted like. Rick’s poz, toxic cum... I’ve always been sure I was 100% straight, but after all this and while looking at a video of a guy, fucked up on chems, getting gang banged raw by a bunch of poz dudes, I was starting to seriously doubt it. My erection wouldn’t go away even after several orgasms, I had never been this turned on in my life and for such a long time. I tried to shake it off and distract myself by resuming my job hunting, but I couldn’t focus on anything. My dick was there to remind me there were more interesting things to spend my time on. I was getting addicted to raunchy gay porn. When the night came I could hear noise coming from Rick’s room. I was really tempted to go and see what he was up to, and with whom. But at the same time I didn’t want him to know how curious I was about it all so I stayed in my room, waiting. After a while the noise became louder. I could hear moans and grunts, but it didn’t really sound like Rick or the guy that was here the night before. Eventually curiosity got the best of me and I quietly made my way to Rick’s room. As I got to his door, which was once again wide open, I was surprised to see that Rick was alone, laying on his bed, wearing only a pair of briefs that showcased a huge bulge between his legs, surrounded by several items like bottles, baggies and syringes. The noise I was hearing was coming from his huge TV; porn was playing, a guy was on a sling getting rammed by a huge cock and moaning like crazy. Rick saw me right away and gave me a smile. “Hey boy, I was starting to wonder when you would join me. I’ve been waiting for a while now. Come in, don’t be shy, I won’t bite.” -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- To be continued...
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"You Want to Give Him Your Load?"
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Near Home—October, 2022 Last time, I noted how different cruising, even in the same location, can be every time you go. It is so dependent on who shows up and who is in a playful mood. Six days later I went back to the same bookstore. It wasn’t a bad experience—but just so different from the week before… It’s Friday night. There are men around—but no one is staying in one place long enough to get anything started. In my first few moments in the straight theatre, sitting and stroking in the cock sucker’s seat, the door has opened a dozen times. Men meander in, stay for 30 seconds and then continue their search for some action to watch. They usually let the door slam shut behind them. There is one man staying in the room. He is way down front and has no interest in either my cock or my mouth. The video changes—and not for the better. It is one of those where the director talks to the woman about to have anal sex. Forever. I try to stuff my cock down my trouser leg and do up my fly to go next door. I succeed in making a giant tent in my pants. I try to disguise it by holding my water bottle in front of me as I go next door. There are a few men here watching the gay porn. I sit—but the door is opened and closed with the 30 second visitors almost as much. The video here is good. I have arrived in the middle of a threeway on the screen and two of the other viewers are stroking. A trucker type, with a full beard, notices me. His face lights up. He walks over to me, presenting me with his very average sized cock. “Like you did before?” he asks. Nothing else is happening, so I lean forward and swallow him down. He is one of those easy cummers—that group of men where just the idea of someone willing to suck their cock makes them blow. He gives me a load in mere moments. He quickly leaves. One of the two others in the room goes out with him. A grey haired, distinguished type, is left sitting in the back corner. “It looks like you need someone to do that to you.” I nod, stand and, with my cock swaying, walk over to him. He takes me deep into his mouth. His tongue finds just the right spots. I sigh, contented. The door opens. My man does not stop. Always a good sign. A younger daddy (a real daddy, who would look at home pushing a stroller) comes in. He leans against the wall fascinated by the real-life porn in front of him. He actually takes out his cock to stroke as he watches me get serviced. I look back at him again. I give him a hand wave to come join us. To my surprise, he does. I soon have a bigger than average cock in my hand. I just hold his drooling dick as he watches the older guy pull off my cock—to show the new guy just how much he’s taken down his throat. “Damn,” the young daddy breathes. “Let him suck yours.” He shakes his head. I give his cock a slight tug—and that’s all the encouragement it takes. He steps forward for the grey-haired man to suck him. I hold the young daddy’s balls as his shaft is slurped down. “God…” he groans. “You want to give him your load?” I murmur in his ear. He nods. It’s going to take no time at all. He suddenly grabs my shoulders and begins bucking into the cocksucker’s mouth. I can see each spurt of his cock in how his face spasms each time. He’s exhausted when he’s done. I look down at the cocksucker. His mouth is literally overflowing with jizz. The young daddy leaves without a word. I offer my cock back to the guy—I’d like to use my cockhead to mop up some of the jizz on his chin. But he’s had enough. (I later wonder if he got off in his pants on the scene.) He heads home. I am alone and stroking. * A bearish Black guy comes in. He sucks me briefly, before offering me his flaccid dick. It never gets hard—and he gets embarrassed. He takes off. Two men, regulars, arrive. They sit and I wait for cocks to come out. But tonight, they are here to chat with each other it seems. They ask my opinion on other sex venues in Michigan. I tell them what I know, and my erection finally gives up and gets stuffed back in my jock… The good news is that the pair gave me a recommendation of a new place to go in Michigan when I have some travel time… The original post is here: From My Side of the Sling: "You Want to Give Him Your Load?" (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) November 2, 2022 -
connor marched confidently down the sidewalk, his shoulder length black hair in the breeze, counting the houses along the way as he imagined his perfect first date. "abby" he nodded, fondly remembering the profile online. as he climbed the steps to the wood clad shotgun house he no sooner rapped against the door as it suddenly opened. "hey." remarked a sandy redheded guy in baggy jeans and a sleeveless shirt. "is...abby here?" the boy smiled in response. "oh yeah! come on in my dude." Connor followed the young man down the narrow hall and into a living room as the television blared. "she literally just got into the shower. takes fucking forever...girls right?" connor nodded with a smile. "feel free to hang out and wait." Connor sat back on the futon and opened his phone. "Beer? its the end of the week, i always go for a cold one." The redhead thrust a can toward him. "sure" connor smiled as he sent a quick message to abby, letting her know he was waiting patiently, and settled back to watch the nonchalant redhead pick up his controller and dive back into whatever game was on the flatscreen. the minutes seemed to crawl slowly by as his once passing interest in the game gave way to struggling to even keep his head up. "Hey what did you say your name was again?" the boy remarked coldly as he stood up flipped the TV off. Connor struggled to dumbly squeeze out the first syllable of his name and as he slowly tried to rise from the couch, the red headed boy suddenly appeared before him face to face. "doesnt matter..." he muttered as he gently pressed a finger into the dazed boys chest, sending him crashing back onto the couch. Connor roused wide-eyed and with a sore head at the distant tintinabulation of oldies music. squinting in what appeared to be...another room? his heart began to pound as pieces of his situation came at him full speed. his eyes darting around, he appeared to be shackled to a..sling? stripped of his clothes. "someone fucking help me!!" he wailed, panic setting in as he rattled in futility against his padded restraints. but there came no response, only a low humming from the dark corner hall. "I'm as corny as Kansas in August.." Connors head darted about to try to locate the source of the oration. "High as a flag on...the Fourth of July..." came a slow refrain once again from the alto voice. "Hello?!?! who are you!?" Connor again strained his wrists as the trod of footsteps grew nearer. "No more a smart..." peeked from the darkness a 6'4 blonde boy with piercing green eyes and a shoulder bag, making his way closer. "little girl with no heart..." he strut forward theatrically a few steps, paused, and standing tall at the side of the sling leaned in to whisper, "I have found me a wonderful guy." Connor once again bellowed a cry for help, which was mockingly roared back with a smile, silencing his protest in shock. "It wouldnt be much of a dungeon, if people could hear you. Please try to calm down." the shapely boy stepped back to open his bag, sorting through various objects. "who are you? what is this? where is Abby." connor asked pensively. "Oh Im Corbin," the boy smiled a cheshire grin back to him once again, his pierced lips and nose glinting in the light. "Is that what we called her this time? how basic. Tiffany, now thats a name. I guess we didnt want to scare you off with too much formality." Corbin set his bag on the stand next to the captive young man and continued. "so...there never was one. My friends and I post these heartfelt little profiles online, and nice young men like yourself jump at them like flies to a bugzapper..." Corbin idly tugged at one of the chains as he continued. "See this weekend youre what we call the fuckstick. a free cock anyone can jump on and a hot little hole they can fill, no questions asked, and drain their balls all over you. I mean compared to online dating its perfect. no awkward hookups or small talk or status, just strrrrraddle the fuckstick and make it happen." Corbin beamed as he began unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his toned alabaster abs, firm chest, and little black scorpion tattoo nestled just below his bellybutton. "im not gay." Connor protested obstinately. "I dont care mr..." Corbin fished out a wallet and peered into it, "connor. it doesnt matter." Corbin tossed the leather bifold aside and slid off his pants, picking up a large black marker. "I dont fuck dudes." connor roared once again in protest as the boy smirked, looming over his writhing form with ease and gripping a fistful of the boys long hair. "You fuck what i tell you to fuck, fuckstick." Corbin quickly sneered into his ear. "my name is Connor" the boy spat back as he was greeted with a slap across the face. "wrong. Connors not here this weekend, what is your name?" Corbin paused to watch the boy spit on him. "yummo..but not the right answer. what is your name?" Corbin wiped the spit from his face and into his mouth before winding up and slapping the boy again. As anger gave way to frustration, Connor shouted one last time in desparation, only to be rewarded once again with the sting of the boys hand across his face. "Baby, all you need to do, is just tell me your name..." Connors hopelessness momentarily gave way to blubbering as the dominant man gently brushed his cheek. "Fuck...stick." Connor whispered through clenched teeth. "Thats right such a pretty little fuckstick, now lie still.." Corbin brushed aside an errant tear from the boys face and ran his hand through his hair one last time before uncapping the marker and slowly stenciling his new name across his chest. "there we go. wouldnt be a very good fuckstick if people didnt know you were one." Corbin lectured at the defeated boy, gently pulling his long clear piece of plastic tubing nearer, "we're all hooked up and ready fuckstick, so this will only take a second." Connors heart began to race as he took immediate notice of the IV line in his arm. "what is this please dont do this.." he blurted one last time as Corbin began administering the needle into his line, "nice deep breaths for me fuckstick, the medicine is good for you..." Corbin slowly stroked the boys chest as a dim expression washed over his face. "see im really what you call more of a compliance officer or a coach i guess?" Corbin smiled as he felt the boys pulse slow and the struggling end "it doesnt matter. I help you get nice and ready." the ringing in connors ears was distraction enough as he felt the soft warm hand on his chest, Why was he here again? he sighed as the lights in the room seemed to dance about, only eventually gazing down to see corbins tattooed fist pump away at his uncut cock. "there we are fuckstick nice and high. nine whole inches! just like your profile said isnt it? im so glad you werent a fibber. does it feel good in my hand? lie back and let it leak a little for me slut im just getting to know you. we have all night." Had it been minutes? days? connor could barely keep track of what was happening in the room as his dick seemed to throb and ache all on its own, rock hard. "never shaved here?" Connor came back to earth just long enough to notice his dick had been marinating in a pool of its own precum. "whah?" he slurred curiously. He couldnt remember why he had to be here anymore, but Corbin seemed oddly familiar. "im not surprised, most straight guys dont..." Corbin remarked as he draped a warm wet towel over the young mans cock. "First rule of being a good fuckstick, people need to see your big pretty tool" filling his palm with shaving gel he idly remarked, "my daddy mostly taught me to keep shaved, see?" Corbin pulled his jock open to reveal his six inch pierced and tattooed uncut cock. "not a hair anywhere. now you..." Corbin pulled back the towel and began lathering the squirming boy up. "are you ticklish?" Corbin asked amusedly as he held the boys hips in place. "I remember my first time too, a little conscious, a little not, like a nice dream you cant wake up from. but! i was a good boy just like you fuckstick." Corbin smiled and Connor couldnt help but return his expression. "Sit still now." Corbin whispered and carefully razored the boy as he hummed along, removing his once full bush to expose the soft bare flesh below and as he wiped the last of the shaving cream he gave one final inspection before nodding to himself proudly. "now for the jewelery. not that youll need it since you were a very good boy and took your medicine. its just nice to see around a cock." Corbin reached back into his shoulder bag and produced a steel cockring. "this might be just a little cold at first, but it keeps that big greasy fuckmeat where people can appreciate it." Connor barely registered as he felt his prick, followed by each nut slowly slide into the ring which was pushed firmly against him. he briefly felt exposed as the metal seemed to do just what was advertised and push his genitals lewdly from his body. "I never know what our party guests prefer, fuzzy wuzzy or shaved...its so hard to really get it right you know?" Corbin tugged the boys hips closer, exposing him further as he pulled his cheeks apart, "not like your dosage. your weights right on your profile! it makes it so easy to keep you flying first class." Corbin looked up at the boy as he ran an index finger across his virgin asshole, eliciting a soft gasp. "thats right. feels so naughty doesnt it? am i the first boy to touch it for you? i suppose a little hair is okay fuckstick. youve got a very pretty little hole." popping the top off a tub of vaseline he held his greased fingers just at the precipice of the boys soft, forbidden entrance. "I know you probably dont trust me right now, but i promise, in just a few minutes youre going to open up like you never thought you could.
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I'm 18 male and I'm currently in the mood for some breeding. So, if you've been needing a bun in your oven and you live in either Brisbane or Logan, hit me up and send a photo. I will be free on Friday so you still have some time to decide if you are ready for some baby batter. 😘
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“All right folks, settle down please,” my request might have been ignored by the class were it not balanced by my deep, booming baritone. It was always a challenge trying to keep the kids thinking of me as a trusted approachable confidante while continuing to command their respect as an authority figure. Luckily I had an advantage in the commanding department, standing at least a head above most of them at my full 6’6’’ height, and weighing double what they did with 230 pounds of solid muscle, due to my addiction to the weight room and my years of athletics, first as a student wrestler, then as coach of the high school team. I knew from personal experience that the coaches and trainers who got the best results were the ones who could still do everything they asked their team to do. There was also the possibility that I kept myself ripped and rock hard so I could keep up with the young firm fuckers who I met on the weekends at the gay clubs in the city an hour away, but we’ll get to that later. Not surprisingly, the lunchroom full of teens responded exactly as I expected, transforming from a swarm of squealing, socializing, self-obsessed psychos into seated, silent, smiling students. “For those of you who are new to the school or have selective summer amnesia from too much sun and daytime tv,” my joke got a few laughs and some eye rolls, just as it did every year. “this is senior seminar and I am your wise and wonderful leader, Coach Adams. Over the next few months, we’ll be meeting here every morning with one goal in mind. Any idea what that goal is…Ben Stone?” Ben was co-captain of my wrestling squad, easily one of the most popular kids in the school, and the consummate player. He’d gotten under the blouses and into the panties of most of the girls in the room and probably a couple dozen junior and sophomores. He was also known to cut class, make only enough effort to maintain his athletic eligibility and convince his adoring fans to do his papers for him. Usually I had no reason to call him out on his shit since he was one of the most enthusiastic athletes I knew, but I didn’t fuck around when it came to this class. Thus he was so caught up in texting under the small fold out desktop connected to his chair in the second row of the lecture hall that he hadn’t noticed me coming closer until I was right next to him, collecting his phone and clasping my hand on his shoulder. His slouched posture, splayed legs and half-lidded eyes suddenly morphed in front of the entire class until he was the definition of attentive. Still it was too late to figure out what I’d asked him, so he just stammered and looked more and more freaked until I was sure the rest of the class saw how serious I was. “The one goal of this class: for each and every senior graduates with good grades, good test scores and goes on to a great university.” After a decade of running this course, I knew I could deliver everything I just explained, and more. Since senior seminar was instituted at Regent Academy, the dropout rate was practically nonexistent, the collective GPA of the graduating classes was a 3.8, 97% of grads went on to receive degrees from four year universities, and many of them earned scholarships and entry into the Ivy League. What began as a class designed to catch the kids who were slipping through the cracks, had grown into a required course for every senior at Regent. The program was so successful other schools were paying top dollar for us to set up similar seminars, while national education programs were writing articles and essay about it in journals and textbooks. So, yeah, I was pretty sure I’d have no trouble doing it again for these kids. When the bell sounded for passing period, the 70 kids lined up and headed out with my signature verifying that they’d each signed up for a weekly session with our college counselor, 4 or more test prep sessions with teachers from various departments at the school, and 2 or more extra-curricular activities that they could put on their college résumés. As each kid passed, I shook his or her hand and offered congratulations on taking the first step towards a college degree. 70 hands later, I waved to the last girl out the door and turned back to my desk, not expecting to see a tall handsome young man still standing by the extra-curricular sign up forms at my desk. He must have been new, because I made it my business to know every senior by the first day of seminar, and there was no way I’d somehow missed a cute piece of meat like him. “I don’t know if they had bells at which ever school you used to go to,” I said, walking over and stacking the many papers on my desk. “but at this school it means it is time to haul ass to your next class. You can come back and get your form signed by me after school, just hurry off before you end up being late on your first day. Not the best way to make a first impression.” “You’re right about that sir,” the boy said, smiling at me, causing my cock to twitch beneath my khakis. It was a good thing I wore my tightest jock today. “I do owe you an apology for being late this morning.” “Since I didn’t even notice you coming in late, we’ll call it even. Now hurry up or you’ll be apologizing to your next teacher too.” Walking to the door and opening it, I was stunned to look back and see him chuckling while taking his messenger bag off and dropping it onto the chair opposite mine. Cute or not, this kid needed a reality check if he thought I was joking, especially when I’d spent the past hour lecturing on the responsibility he’d be taking on in my class. “Maybe I’m not being clear enough. Either you get out of my class and into your next one or I’ll have you sent straight back to where ever you learned that it is okay to ignore your teachers.” “Actually, I’m the one who wasn’t clear,” the boy responded, obviously trying not to laugh, which made my temper flair and my Dick stiffen. “I’m not apologizing for being late to class.” “Watch it Kid!” My voice got louder and deeper and I felt my face getting red as I crossed to him and prepared to drag him out of the room, if necessary. “I’m apologizing for being late to work,” his words stopped me dead, just as my hand reached out to grab his firm, muscular arm. “I’m not a student Coach Adams. I’m Andrew Macintosh, your intern for the year.” After we had a good laugh about my mistaking him for a student, Andrew and I sat down so we could get to know one another. Currently in his first year of a master in education program at CSU, Andrew was new to the area and excited to get started as my intern. Maybe I was used to seeing teachers go back to school for their masters or maybe it was the fact he’d graduated college at 19, but either way I couldn’t get over how young he looked, and I wondered how the kids would ever take him seriously if he was only 2 years older than they were. That’s why when He tried to convince me to refer to him as Andy, I insisted he go by Mr. Macintosh in front of the students. We ended up compromising and agreeing I’d call him Mr. Mac. As for me, it had been so long since I’d gone by anything other than Coach that I told him I’d probably ignore anyone who called me by my real name. “Coach it is then.” There was that smile again. Even in my smallest jockstrap I could feel my Dick throbbing and leaking against my leg. Thank God he couldn’t see under the desk. “So coach, what’s next on the agenda? What classes will I be helping you with this year?” “Well that’s a good question, cause you just sat through one of the two classes I teach all day,” Mac’s surprise was clear on his face, so I decided I’d better explain. ……………… When I first started at Regent, all I knew how to do was wrestle and coach wrestling. Since you can’t major in heavyweight wrestling positions, I’d floated through college from major to major until my senior year when I looked at what credits I had and realized the only major that offered me any chance of completing the requirements before I aged out of my athletic scholarship was English. After medaling at a couple wrestling tournaments and making the Olympic team as an alternate, I had big dreams of opening a gym where I’d coach young guys who wanted to be competitive wrestlers. Even with a degree and my credentials, no bank was going to loan me the money to start a gym, so I started looking for work that would allow me to save enough on my own. I tried personal training, private security, even modeling for a while, but everything I tried that was steady didn’t paid well enough to let me support myself and save for my gym, and I couldn’t rely on booking the jobs that paid bank. That was when a customer at the gym where I trained recognized me from my college wrestling days. Turns out I’d kicked his ass at every match, and he’d kept an eye on my career from my exhibition matches to my Olympic try, but lost track of me ever since. After he discovered I was working odd jobs, he asked me to go for a drink and discuss my dream of opening a gym. We drank until my tongue got loose and I admitted to doing to modeling for some men’s underwear catalogues, which he asked if he could see. Back at my apartment I reluctantly pulled out the proofs of the catalogue and pretty soon we were joking about how little I had to cover my big uncut Dick. Before I could say no, he said he wanted to wrestle me again and told me to strip down. This guy might have been in my weight class in school, but as he pulled off the oxford shirt and crisp grey wool slacks he’d worn that day to his investment firm, it was obvious he’d kept in shape, but no longer had the musculature he’d need to take me on. Still, I was drunk and in the closet and he was hot as hell, so we stripped to our jocks and I got out a mat I used for working out. Just as I thought, I had him pinned in seconds every time. When the fifth ‘match’ began, he almost got me in a choke hold because I’d lost focus due to his jock-clad cock pressing against my butt. Instinct kicked in and I accidentally went 100% for a second, flipping him over me in the air and wrapping my legs around his head. Realizing I was choking out the first and only potential investor in my gym, I loosened my legs and started to pull away, but stopped when he grabbed my thighs, leaned forward and sucked my semi-hard Dick through the flimsy white Bike jock. Moaning, I spread my legs and let him wriggle free so he could uncover my cock and suck it for real. In minutes, I was balls deep inside him, breeding his ass on the floor, and listening to him admit that he’d fantasized about me since the first time he saw me in my singlet. When he left that night around midnight, with three loads up inside his hole, he set up a time for us to meet at his office the next day. Imagine my surprise when I walked in and was greeted by pictures of him with his wife and young son. All business, he explained to me that the only way a bank would ever give me the loan was if I got a steady job and held it down for a few years. Crushed, I let him suck me off on his plush leather sofa, and left with no clue what I could do to convince a bank I was trust worthy. A week passed before I was approached at the gym by another man who explained that my investment banker friend was also a friend of his and he had some possible work for me. Unsuspecting and figuring there was no way a married man would share what had happened between the two of us, I met this guy at his house so he could look at my résumé and as it turned out, he was a recruiter for some major business firms. When he mentioned that our mutual friend had told him I’d spent some time modeling for underwear catalogues, he told me he had to see them to be sure nothing I’d photographed would come back to disqualify me from a position at one of the firms. This led quickly to asking me for a live show and soon I was sliding my Dick in his was while he bent over his kitchen table and begged for me to breed him. When I went to leave that night he apologized for wasting my time and told me I didn’t have enough experience to work for any of the companies he recruited for. Crushed again, I almost ran into a young guy as he let himself into the house. Looking panicked, the man thanked me for the training session and insisted he’d see me for another one sometime when his son wasn’t just coming home from wrestling practice. Scarred and shocked that he would have me fuck him with his son possibly catching us at any moment, I stammered some hello and good bye and ran out as fast as I could. A few days later at the gym, I saw the teen pointing me out to someone and the two of them heading my way. Frozen with fear, I prepared for the guy to arrest me for god-knows-what, even though I’d done nothing illegal. Instead I was pleasantly surprised when the teen introduced himself again and explained that the man with him was the athletic director from his school. When his son almost caught the two of us, his dad had quickly made up the fact I was his trainer, but he must have had to explain more because his son told me that his Dad explained that I had been a nationally ranked wrestler and when he told the athletic director at his school, the man insisted on meeting me. Turns out the wrestling team was currently coached by an over-zealous father who’d been all state in wrestling years earlier. This made him an expert, even though the team had zero wins all season and some of the kids were transferring to different private academies in order to be on a team where they might win. After I verified my history and accolades, the athletic director invited me to come to a practice the next day and see if I might be willing to coach the kids. It probably took me 5 minutes before the inept techniques and out of date practices of the volunteer coach forced me to laugh. 5 minutes more and I was yelling out corrections for his stupid directions. 2 more minutes and I had half the team watching as I demonstrated the proper hold positions. Turning beet red, the father got in my face and started yelling profanities telling me he would kick my ass for this. Instead I offered to wrestle him to see which one of us was more suited to coach the team. Looking at the athletic director to get some support, the dad got even angrier when the man threw up his hands and told us to go for it. Stripping off his shirt and sucking in his gut, he did some stretches and began trash talking me. He was promising a world of hurt and a hospital stay, until I stripped off my own shirt and shorts, revealing my Olympic singlet. He got very pale as we got into the first position, and I think he whimpered when the bell sounded. Fastest pin I’d ever made. I asked him if he wanted a rematch, and he just shook his head and left. That same night, the AD of the school explained that the only way he could hire me as a paid coach was if I could work in some way on the academic side too. For the third time in the past few weeks, I felt empty, knowing there was practically nothing I could offer. But before I could leave, the man asked me what my degree was in. When I said English, he smiled and said I could teach remedial English as a visiting lecturer, and in the mean time, the school would pay for me to take the necessary classes to complete my teaching certificate. 2 years later I celebrated my 25th birthday by receiving my teaching certificate in front of my all-state wrestling champion team.
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My first attempt at writing. I hope people enjoy ______________________________________ PART 1: I'm Jason average white 33 yo man who takes our for fun football league too seriously. I've been playing on this one team for about 5 years now and we are decent enough. Our team has one gay guy on our team, His name is Jackson. Tall, hairy and firmly in the muscle bear category. All out girlfriends and wives say if he was straight he would have had every one of them, so we were kind of glad he stuck to the men. He's pretty aggressive in the field but it's well known that he is the receiver in his relationship. One day after a particularly hard loss we are trying to figure out what happened. "Jackson what the fuck happened out there, you werent stopping shit from getting past you" I yelled "I know my head wasn't in it today, I won't let it happen again" he replied looking like a wounded puppy. I calmed down at my teammates clear state of hurt. "What's up man this isn't like you?" "Brandon left me for some college twink" "OH shit. Well fuck him then. You just need to have a good night out and by this time next week you'll completely forget who Brennan was" "Brandon" "He doesn't matter, the team will take you to your favorite bar and we'll get you laid. The hottest guys won't be able to keep their hands off you" He perks up a bit at that idea "thanks guys" he finishes packing his gear and heads out. "What the fuck man" the team captain said "we aren't going to a fucking gay bar. Having him on the team is one thing but going out with him is too much" the entire team nodded in agreement. "Well if you want him playing better we have to do something" I answered, silent stares from my team, "fine, I'll do it myself" That Friday night I kissed my wife goodnight as i was going to crash a Jackson's house since it was closser to the bar. I dressed up in a black button down and jeans so I was a bit surprised when he answered his door in skin tight jeans, a wife beater with some black leather underneath. He looked me up and down for a min then said "Yeah you're going to stick out dressed like that come in I'll get you some gear" Gear? What does he mean by gear? I followed him inside to his bed room and he throws a bunch of leather on the bed and "try this on and we'll go from there" I hesitated for a min "I've seen you ass naked ever week for the last 5 years hurry up already" I turn my back to him and slowly put on his leather which fits pretty well and the smell and feel gets me hard right a way. Confused at the pleasure I'm getting I check myself out in the mirror. I'm dressed in leather pants tall leather boots and a leather vest. All black with bits of red pipping all over it. "Perfect" he exclaimed at my clearly uncomfortable face. "Let's go now" He lived about 10min walk from the bar so we walk over. We get to the bar and walk in the dark entrance. "Can I have a bag for our clothes" he asks coat check. As he straps of the wife beater and jeans. We throw that and a shirt I wore to cover up a bit while we walked over in the bag and pay to store it. I now got to see his actual outfit. It was simple. Just a harness, a jock strap and boots, all with yellow pipping similar to my red. "I usually wear rubber for what I want to do tonight but I got a last minute desire for leather" He enter the bar and I follow behind him. The bar was dimly lit and smelled of sweat. The bar proper was at the front with some seating around it and near by, at the far end of the room was a more open area with a smaller bar and some small standing tables. I think the back area might double as a dance floor on different night but tonight it just had people standing and talking or so I thought. Jackson was right, if I had worn my clothes I would have stuck out like a sore thumb everyone was wearing leather rubber or neoprene I stare at the decent size crowd and I have no idea what I've gotten myself into. We go to the bar and order drinks we spend most of the night chatting and I try to be his wing man but I think I was causing more harm than good. I thought the entire night was a bust until we came back from the bathroom with the biggest grin on his face and the closer I get I notice he's wet too now. "What happened to you?" "Quik bj then the guy rewarded me with a quick golden shower" stunned I changed the subject. I didn't know how to handle all this new information about him being kinky. "I was expecting you to have invited some gay friends too to help with things I didn't know too much about" "Yeah all my gay friends were more Brandon's than mine so when he dumped me, they did too. I take it no one else from the team wanted to go to a fag bar." "Hey!!!! just because they weren't comfortable coming to a gay bar doesn't mean we use those kind of words when you aren't there" "I know. It's my word I chose because I like being a fag not because I thought you used it" "OH why would you use fag then?" "Because I am one" "Why because you're gay?" "No it's because I'm a fag" "What does that mean?" "I'll teach you over time" For the next few hours Jackson chats with some guys as I stay awkwardly by the bar. Jackson comes back to me after chatting with some buff hairy guy in a fancy hat. "I think that's it for the night, thanks for coming with me" he said. we got our clothes and started walking home "I'm just glad you had a good time, was it just the one guy in the bathroom?" "Yeah" too bad the buff guy at the end seemed interested in you" "he is, but that's a more long term thing. I told him I wanted to wait a bit longer before pursuing what he wanted" Getting to his house I go to his room to leave his leather in there. I struggle getting the tight pants off because of the alcohol but he helps me balance myself and I get them off without killing me. "Am I just on the couch?" "Nah you can have the bed ill have the couch" I lay down naked on his bed and start to doze off a bit when I feel a light touch on my thigh "Hey what are you doing" I asked "Thanking you properly for being there for me" he start to massage my thighs a bit and it feels really good so I don't protest any more. And then I feel something wet and warm on my abdomen I look down and seem him kissing and licking me. "Wow dude I'm not gay" I try to push him off me but he is bigger than me and seems less drunk than I am. "Don't worry dude, just enjoy yourself" he keeps going and brings his kisses lower and lower until he's licking my shaft it's all feeling good and I'm thinking the is the best feeling I have had in a while then he put my cock in his mouth. I have to agree with the say gay men give better head. This was possibly the best blow job I have ever had in my life I was on cloud nine but my drunk head kept going back to our conversation about him being a gmfag earlier "What did you mean earlier by teach me about being a fag" he doubled his efforts and embarrassingly quickly I finish in his mouth. In the haze of my climax and the alcohol I don't hear what he says but I feel a ring go around my softening cock and a cold piece of plastic cover it and I fall asleep as he clicks the lock closed "good night my new favorite cock" and he takes a picture.
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My name is Jacob, I am 27 6'3 195 white, Blonde VGL (model type) 10" thick uncut rod that women love and men love even more. My favorite thing to do is to turn a straight guy into a cock loving whore. Does not always work but that does not stop me from trying. I am 70% successful at a full conversion from all straight to mostly gay. I seek out couples mostly white or Latin couples to focus on turning the over sexed straight guy into a cum loving whore. I found this kid online who was looking for a guy to share his gf, his ad read like this: Soccer Jock Latin 24 5'11 170 hung and GF 23 5'3 125 white, blonde looking for a third - a guy to share her. 100% straight both of us and you should be too. Looking for a regular on call buddy to share her with. She can take DP, DVP and loves to suck dick. We would prefer natural sex but okay with you wearing a condom but you must be completely clean condom or not. She also tea bags, eats ass and is a dirty little slut behind closed doors. She does not play well with other women so no couples. Hit me up with your age, stats and a pic. We will get back to you! I responded with my stats, age, and a picture of me in shorts with my dick half hard. Mentioned I was hung, clean and had a GF who traveled a lot and needed some pussy to fuck and breed. Totally clean here. Would like a regular pussy on the side. Lucas responded right away, dude when are you free? I totally want to see you fuck and breed my gf. That dick looks huge, even bigger then me. Let me know, we can host and looking for tonight or this weekend if you can get here. He gave me his number and his kik to get in touch with him. I got him, I knew he was totally into it and me even if he did not realize it. I answered him back and told him my GF was out of town this weekend so I was free all weekend. I would be for one time or a couple this weekend if his girl was up for it. I asked, can she take bwc? You said you were hung so she probably can and how often has she been DVP? I love that, my girl will not do it. I did not give him my digits, this made him email back. Text or kik me, we want you to come over tonight at 8PM and if all works stay as long as you want. I sent him a text: Hey, this is your blonde buddy, hope she knows hot to take big dick. Give me your address and I will be there at 8 PM and will bring a bag with me with some toys and a change of clothes if all goes well and we fuck into the night. He text me right back with the address and Great! Shot me two more pics, one with him fucking her and damn that ass of his was amazing I could not wait to get that tight little hole on my big dick.- 37 replies
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