The Bar

[shinelover]

Okay, that left me really hanging -more please!!

[Slipitupme]

He pulled my trousers open and down and fondled my balls. "Nice.. " he whispered, "Full of lovely spunk!"

He had undone his belt as he squatted in front of me, and as he stood up he was naked with from the waist down. His cock was stiff below his sagging belly, but he wasn't interested in that. He turned round and showed me his wasted buttocks with the flesh sagging in wrinkles.

He dug out some lube and smeared it over my cock., then reached back and guided it towards his hole. I gasped with shock and excitement as he pushed back and my cock slid deliciously into his perverted asshole.

"Oh yeah!" He gasped. "Fuck me, dearie!"

Despite feeling repulsed by his wasted body, I couldn't help thrusting in and out and gave myself up to the filthy act.

Suddenly a light flickered in the stairwell. My heart lurched in fear, and then the heavy body of the ugly barman lurched into view with a torch in his hand. "Don't mind me, lads." He said. "Seen it all before. Got to check every couple of hours to make sure no druggies using the place."

He came over and shone his torch on my belly. "Give us a look, then."

The other man pulled himself slowly off my cock until it flopped out of his arsehole and glistened wetly in the torchlight.

"Why don't you give it a go, Jim?" He grinned.

"Don't mind if I do. Here hold this." He handed over the torch and loosened the belt below his heavy belly. I might as well have been a piece of meat the way they talked about me, and yet it excited me how matter of fact they could be about such filthy activities.

He bared his fat, pimply backside which was pale in the reflected torchlight.

"Got any lube, Bill?" The other man dug out the tube and handed it over. Jim squeezed a dollop onto a grimey forefinger then smeared it into the dark crease between his buttocks. He spread his cheeks and guided my cock into him. His hole was puffy and slack and flowered around my cock like silk as I slid up him.

"Fuckin' hell!" He grunted. "You've got a nice cock, mate."

He began moving back and forth on my dick as Bill shone the torch on the fat buttocks and watched me fuck him. "You can cum in him, if you want. He loves it when they spunk up him."

"Yeah," Said the barman. "Shoot it! Give me your cum!"

I was overwhelmed by the sheer degradation, sheer filthiness of what was happening to me, and with a sob of pleasure my cock swelled and throbbed and I felt myself spurting deep inside the man's rectum.

He held still until I finished, then stood up. Spunk dripped from his hole and he dug out a dirty handkerchief and mopped it up. 

He pulled his trousers up said "Thanks, mate" and went up the stairs.

The man called Bill ruffled my hair and gave me a kiss.

"Come on, lets go up and get a drink."

[Hellboy]

Hot... nice dirty piggy ? story. 

[tex-bttmslut]

On 12/10/2016 at 2:02 AM, FallenAngelNYC said:

Reminds me of the time I stumbled into Rawhide in New Orleans. I was pretty tipsy and somehow or another, I ended up bent over the pool table, while some guy fucked me, and another guy sucked me off below the table. This all being done in front of everyone at the bar. 

My next conscious thought, I remember being in the bathroom, and the guy who fucked me was washing his dick in the sink. I asked him if he'd used a condom. He laughed and walked off

Next time, try the dark alcove next to the toilets. I took about 8 loads there one night.

[Slipitupme]

We went upstairs and sat at the bar. There were a few guys by now and I saw them looking at us with some disgust. The barman served us a couple of beers. He dropped a coin when he was putting the money in the cash register. When he bent down I saw a wet patch on the back of his trousers.

I could now see Bill better in the glow from the lights behind the bar. He was skinny and older than I thought, with wispy hair and thin, waxy skin and liver spots over the back of his wrinkled hands.

He also had a noticeable sore on his bottom lip and I shuddered at the memory of his kiss, and those diseased lips around my cock,

He grinned at me

"I heard about your exploits downstairs last night. Sounds like you're a right dirty bastard!" he said.

I blushed and grinned back, then sipped my beer.

He leaned towards me and said in a low voice. "I take it you're poz like me, then?"

"I'm...not sure. I've never been tested."

He chuckled and winked at me. "If you've been fucking bare downstairs, I think we can safely assume you are now!"

My hand shook a little as I remembered the previous evening and being bred by the man with the biohazard tattoo...

He saw my excitement. "You like the thought of it...the dirty sex?"

My throat was dry and I could only nod.

"Time for me to do my rounds. Want to come?"

Intrigued, I said alright and he suddenly went serious.

"You come with me and there's no turning back. I live in the gutter and plumb the depths."

I looked into his evil face, lined and gaunt from god knows what depraved activities and swallowed my beer.

"let's go." I said, aware of the darkness emerging from my soul.

We went outside. It was getting dark and the broken pavement glistened with rain.

We went down a side street, then turned into a dark alley way with a flickering sign at the end which said Gay Cinema.

Inside was a small booth with a bored looking fat guy watching some monitors playing porn.

I paid the money for both of us, and followed Jim into the cinema. It was dim, smelly and lit only by a screen showing a close up of a bare cock thrusting between two huge buttocks.

There were quite a few men watching. They all seemed to be middle aged or older, real dirty raincoat brigade, most of them wanking judging by the furtive movements of their arms.

He ignored them and led me to a staircase leading down to the toilet which consisted of a single cubicle, broken wash basin and a urinal.

There was a big hole cut in the cubicle door and I could see in the dim light that some padding had been put around the rim. The door below the hole was covered in dark stains and the whole, claustrophobic area reeked of piss.

"Makes the toilet in the bar seem positively four star, don't it?"

Bill pulled me into the cubicle and shut the door. It was dark and the toilet bowl had no seat.

"After a couple of hours watching porn, they're ready to pop." he said, "and they 'ain't interested in anything but a warm, wet hole to do it in. You up for this?"

I took a deep breath. "Yes," realising as I said it what I had become.

"One more thing. They're not exactly interested in personal hygiene either, let alone the last time they went to a clap clinic. This is the gutter, mate."

I nodded my agreement. He sat on the porcelain bowl, undid my belt and pulled my trousers and pants down.

"Nice," he said as my erection sprang free. " but that’s not what we're here for. Turn around."

I did as I was told, and he produced some lube and tenderly anointed my arsehole. I giggled and said "I feel like it's my wedding night!"

He laughed, and turned me round again. "Stick your arse through the hole."

I squatted and found it was big enough to put my whole bottom through, until I was half sitting, half squatting on the padding.

Bill stood up. To pass the time, he opened his flies and pushed his thickening cock in my mouth.

As I sucked, he opened some poppers and the cubicle filled with aroma until my cheeks felt flushed and my heart pounded.

Suddenly, a rough finger was thrust into my cunt, making me jump with shock.

"Ah," "Said Bill."Got one, have we?"

A second finger was thrust in me, making me wince with pain as the nails scratched me, but I held still.

I heard the man grunt appreciatively as he found my hole was well-lubed. The fingers withdrew and I felt hands on my buttocks pulling them apart a little, and then a blunt, heavy cock was pushed into me. My cunt stretched around the head, and then the shaft slid up me until I could feel his hairy stomach against my cheeks..

"Oh, Christ!" I gasped as it began to fuck me.

Bill sat down on the bowl, holding my face in his hands. He kissed me then ruffled my hair. "Good boy!" He whispered.

I was jerking against the door as the man started thrusting heavily in and out.

Footsteps sounded on the stairs and I heard a low chuckle of surprise.

"Fuckin' hell! Give us a look, mate!"

The cock in me slid most of the way out, and the voice said. "Bareback, eh?  Dirty bastard"

The man fucking me made no reply. I could tell by the urgency in his thrusts he was close to coming and grabbed the bottle and took a deep sniff.

As the chemical hit my brain, the cock in my arse swelled and throbbed and I knew it was coming in me.

Finally it stopped. After a pause, the softening cock slid out of me, and I felt sperm dribble over my balls.

There was the sound of water in the basin, and at the same time the newcomer pushed a finger in me, sliding easily into the lube and spunk.

"Don't mind if I do!" he chortled, and I felt his long, thin cock slip easily up me

He fucked me like a rabbit, rapidly in and out then suddenly pushed tight against me.

"Coming in you!" he groaned and by his jerky movements I knew he was filling me up.

Then, brutally, he pulled out and we heard him stumble upstairs.

Bill pulled me up and turned me round.

He pulled my cheeks apart. " Bloody hell, it's dripping alright. Looks like you got plenty of babies pumped in you."

He licked my hole delicately, savouring the taste of the spunk, as several sets of footsteps clattered down the stairs.

"Sounds like the word's got round " he said, turning me back and pushing my bottom towards the glory hole.

"Can’t disappoint your lovers, can we?"

I heard low whispers of appreciation as my arse appeared, rustles of clothing and zips being lowered, and then I was penetrated again, sagging against Jim's neck as he kissed my cheek and whispered encouragingly to me.

One after another, they raped my arsehole with all manner of cocks, small, fat, long, thin and not a condom between them.

Once the last footsteps had gone back upstairs, Bill lifted me off the glory hole. I was wringing with sweat and sperm was running down my thighs as my cunt gaped from all the pounding.

He turned me round and produced a filthy cloth. “Cum rag.” He grinned and used it to wipe the worst of the spunk and lube dripping from my battered arsehole down my balls and thighs.

My cock was rigid and tingly and fit to burst and I knew I was lost in piggery, never to return.

Jim turned, lowered his clothes and bent over the smelly toilet bowl.

“Climb on, lad. I think you deserve it.”

I took the lube, smeared some over my cock, and pushed forward, sliding deliciously into a hot, grainy heat which made me gasp with pleasure and disgust at the same time.

“Can’t… can’t hold it!” I gasped.

“ Spunk up me, then!” He cried and with a howl of release I felt my cock burst into throbbing  ecstasy and I shot my spunk up him.

For the first time, I noticed a small, cracked mirror on the rear wall and saw myself in the dim light crouched over the naked man, cock deep in his arse, face flushed with lust and perversion.

I smiled at my true self and licked my lips as I moved my cock in him ensuring my cum was pushed deep in his guts…

[shinelover]

Fucking hell this is good stuff. What I wouldn't give to live like this all the time.

[TTFN]

Love those Gay adult cinemas, always get plenty of action, lots of hard bare cocks looking for a willing hole to squirt their dirty seed in.

[Slipitupme]

I left him after that, too tired, sweaty and sore to carry on.

He kissed me and said he hoped to see me again.

"In the meantime," he said, "There's a sauna you might like. Very friendly and a bit more comfortable than these places!"

He gave me the address and I headed back to my hotel for a hot bath. I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror and said again "what have I done?"

But it was too late now and I couldn't forget the sheer excitement of all those men in me, the evidence for which squirted from my arsehole when I sat on the toilet bowl.

Work kept me busy for the next week, but then I had an evening free and remembered the sauna.

"why not?" I thought. " it'll be less sleazy but I can relax a little."

I looked it up on line, and the description made my heart skip a beat. It was reviewed as "dirty" and "sleazy". Most people said they had been once, and never again as it was "full of old men"

Someone even said they'd got a dose of clap there.

My hand was shaking. Relaxing? It sounded more like a pig paradise.

I went out after dinner and, although I had the address and a map, it took me a while to find it down a sidestreet near the docks.

There was a windowless building with a nondescript door with the word sauna on it with an arrow pointing to a buzzer.

I buzzed and heard the door unlock. I pushed it open and went inside.

There was a counter and aother door beyond it. A middle-aged guy leant on the counter.

"Hi" I said," How much is the sauna?"

"Fifteen,"He replied," But tonight is one of our special nights, so its 20."

"Special nights? What kind of special night?"

He looked curiously at me "Tonight is the monthly HIV night."

I swallowed. "Oh, right. Do..do you have to be HIV positive to come in?"

He laughed. "No you don't. But the fact you had to ask means you're not - right?

I shook my head, shaking with fear and excitement. "I don't know. Here's the 20"

He shrugged and buzzed open the inner door. "Your choice, kiddo. Have fun. By the way, it's also no towels, naked only."

Inside was a small changing room with lockers. It smelled of body odour. A couple of guys were getting changed and I glanced over their naked bodies, white and flabby like slugs, and felt my throat go dry with lust.

I stripped and noticed a grimey bottle attached to the wall upside down with "Lube" on it in felt pen.

I squeezed a dollop onto my fingers and smeared it between my buttocks then, with a deep breath stepped out of the changing room feeling vulnerable and excited in my nudity.

There was a small area with a steam room, showers and a toilet. The filthy carpet was wet beneath my feet.

A staircase led up into darkness and I made my way up, eyes not yet adjusted.

There was a corridor with rooms off it. The only light came from flickering televisions showing porn.

Nude men lay face down on the beds inside, legs spread hopefully.

I made my way further along the corridor  feeling my buttocks sliding against each other with the lube until I came to an open space with a large, round, leather couch in the centre, two slings in the corners and,  like the others, lit only by a porno movie on a TV screen on the wall.

It was packed with naked bodies, pale flesh glistening in the light from the TV. Both slings were taken, the men in them both with someone between their spread legs clearly fucking them as their arses swayed back and forth.

The crowd seemed to suck me in, and I shuddered at the touch of the sweating bodies I knew to be diseased.

The atmosphere was heavy with poppers making my cheeks feel flushed and my heart begin to pound.

Hands were all over me, feeling my thickening cock, squeezing my nipples, probing my arsehole.

I found myself next to the bench on which pale, flabby bodies writhed and groaned, some on their knees offering themselves to the circle of watching men.

Someone kissed me, and I recoiled at the thought of his diseased body, then felt myself letting go and with a groan I kissed him back, feeling his tongue in my mouth and a beard scratching my chin.

He pushed me back onto the bench in amongst the naked bodies and raised my legs. In the dim light I found myself looking up at a short, fat middle aged guy with heavy rings in his sagging nipples and old school tattoos all over his body.

He grinned, revealing stained and broken teeth, and shuffled forward, holding my legs apart as he got into position.

I felt the first thrust of his surprisingly thick cock, and felt a moments panic. I could kid myself that the other times I might have got lucky and got away with it but this was the real thing. I was about to be fucked bareback by an HIV positve man.

Two men either side took over holding my legs as he leant forward and clamped a poppers bottle to my nose, holding one nostril closed so I had to take a big hit.

As the chemical coarsed through my body, I felt my inhibitions being swept away and knew I was lost.

He swapped nostrils, and as another hit made my head swim, he pushed brutally forward and his cock slammed into me.

"Ahhh... christ!" I gasped in pain, but at the same time my arms went round his neck and I gave myself up to the wonderful, filthy feeling of his cock moving in and out of my hole.

He kissed me, and his sweating body started to tremble and his movements more urgent. Perhaps the poppers had got to him, or maybe he'd been there a while. Either way, I knew he was going to cum in me and I groaned in surrender. Isn't this what I came for? I thought.

He suddenly gave a snort of release, his body jerked and I could feel his cock throbbing as he filled me with toxic sperm.

I was overcome with lust and crushed my mouth to his as he stopped moving, and lay gasping over me.

At last he got off me and I felt his softening cock pop out of my hole.

"Phew! Cheers, buddy." He said, then turned and disappeared into the crowd.

I lay there feeling an enormous sense of freedom and as if I had arrived at the place I was supposed to be.

Slowly, deliberately, like a supplicant I turned over and bent forward, offering my arse as I began to suck the cock of one of the guys lying on the couch.

I didn't have long to wait.

I didn't even look round as a short but heavy cock slid into me and another stranger prepared to breed me...

[TTFN]

Wonderful place.

[Hellboy]

Very hot story dude... can't wait for more

[Slipitupme]

Eventually I had enough, and headed downstairs on shaking legs, sweating and with cum dribbling down my legs.

I hit the showers and cleaned up and felt better afterwards.There was a small coffee area through a door to one side.

I went up to the counter and asked for a coffee from the guy who'd buzzed me in.

He grinned at me "Having fun?"

I grinned back and nodded. "I need a break."

He laughed "That's if you can sit down by now?"

I reflected on my puffy, gaping hole and knew what he meant.

There were two armchairs already taken, and a sofa on which sat two men, one of whom I recognised as the tattooed, short guy who'd first fucked me.

In the brighter light, I could see he was older than I'd thought and his riot of tattoos covered his sagging flesh.

The other guy was thin, with lank, greasy hair and a large pot belly protruding over his pale thighs.

They moved up and I sat between them.

"Hi," said the tattooed guy. Then he leaned in and whispered "Nice arse by the way. Enjoyed breeding you."

I blushed and sipped my coffee.

"I'm Pete, by the way, and this is my partner James."

James just nodded, and I noted how his towel had carelessly opened to reveal a thick, sem-hard cock and heavy balls below his belly.

"Not seen you here before." Continued Pete.

"No, first time. Didn't know it was a specials night."

Pete raised an eyebrow. "The guys here tend to be regulars. You mean you didn't know until you got here?"

I shook my head and shrugged ruefully. "Guess it's a bit late to worry about it now."

James guffawed and stroked his cock. "I'll say! After your performance upstairs I think you'll soon be joining the club!"

The guy behind the counter leered at us and called over.

"And if not, you two have got just the ticket, eh?"

"What did he mean?" I asked Pete as the counter guy went off to let someone in.

Pete reached over and began to caress my nipples as James put his hand on my thigh.

"We're both poz, as you can guess, but we 'ain't on meds and never will. Viral loads are through the roof."

His towel had come open and I saw his erect cock with a drool of precum in the slit.

This was the cock which had been in me already, spurting its poisoned seed deep in my guts.

I felt my heart lurch in excitement, terror and shame as I faced the reality that I had almost certainly been pozzed by this man.

But my cock was making a tent of my towel and he squeezed it tight as he saw the shock briefly in my eyes.

"Bloody hell!" Said James. "He wants it bad, don't he Pete?"

Pete kissed me, his hand still on my erection through the towel.

"Why don't we go upstairs and find a room?" He whispered. " Let's make sure you leave here pregnant tonight, eh?"

They stood up and he held out his hand.

"Well? Are you coming?"

I looked up into their faces, flushed with excitement and pure lust and took his hand.

"Oh god, yes...I think I really want this."

 

[sleazebugga]

Fucking love this story, can't wait for the next bit. 

[Bbbottomchaserslut]

One of the hottest stories I've read so far fella! Absolutely amazing! 

[MackyJay]

very fucking hotI am definitely in lust.

[Hellboy]

Very fucken hot dude... more