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As I approached the beautiful shore, the front door of which had been left slightly ajar, I pretty much knew how this was going to go down. I entered the foyer and had begun to climb the stairs to the bedroom when I heard a voice from the living room.
Well, this is different.
I had been fucking this couple for over a year. I found them on a4a when I was living on the Jersey Shore (not the TV Jersey Shore, the nice Jersey Shore). They were a committed couple in their mid forties, both in good shape and in their relationship. Tom (6'0, 240, Beefy Built Daddy) was the top and Jerry (5'8, furry otter build) was the total bottom. Turned out, Tom has a versatile side and while they rarely played with others, when they did it was a top who would fuck them while they were on all fours side by side. When Tom saw my profile pic:
He knew he had to have it deep in his ass and he couldn't wait to see me deep dicking Jerry. Tom set up everything, pursued me aggressively, and offered me one thing to which I couldn't say no: two piggy bottoms with great asses (one furry and round, one meaty and muscular) both of which wanted to take my raw cock.
After the first session, during which I blew two loads in Jerry and one in Tom, I could tell that they both loved it, but Tom was clearly especially hooked. When I slid in balls-deep into Tom's hole the first time, a wild look crossed his face, a loo that was reflected in the floor to ceiling mirror on one of the bedroom walls and they faced, side by side, on all fours, so they could watch themselves (and each other) being used. Anyhow, when, on the occasion I first entered Tom's tight hole, he moaned in ecstasy, his eyes locked on mine. His hole opened up but his ass remained tightly wrapped around my shaft as each inch slid deeper in his guts. I sensed when the curvature of my cock dragged across his prostate, particularly as his ass juices went into overdrive, which left his hole amply lubed.
Tom never broke his stare with me, and I almost forgot that Jerry was there as we locked eyes and I really got into a good fucking rhythm. Every once in awhile, I drove myself in deep and intentionally hard to pop in a bit deeper and really open him up. Tom gasped in pleasure only to growl two words through his heavy moaning and breathing, "Breed me."
After I'd dumped my first load in Tom's guts, we tag teamed Jerry until he got one of Tom's loads and two of mine and his bottom sensibilities were completely satisfied. He quickly ran off to the shower and smiled at Tom as he said, "show our guest out, Tom. And make sure he knows the way. He'll definitely be back."
As Tom took me to the door, he stopped me and kissed me, long and deep. As we were kissing, I reached around and smacked his ass and both cheeks in my large hand and he moaned into my mouth. We stopped kissing with a small, semi-awkward laugh and Tom looked at me. "Here's my number. We have to do that again. Us--and you and me." He winked and I left.
A week went by and I'd only fucked only disappointing new bottom so needless to say I was horny as fuck. Tom texted me on Friday afternoon, "Hey, what are you up to stud?"
"Just got home from work, just about to eat, why?"
"Want to eat my ass and then breed it?"
I stared at the text as my cock began to harden.
"Should I head over to your place?"
"No," Tom replied. I was confused until he sent, "Send address. I'm coming to you."
I quickly began to clean up my place, horny and excited at the thought of fucking Tom...and Jerry, right? He didn't say...
Tom showed up alone. He came inside and within 30 seconds he was on his knees with my cock deep down his throat. Ten minutes later I had Tom on the sofa on his knees bent over the back looking out the window and moaning like a bitch as I tongue fucked his hot daddy hole. His "mostly top" daddy hole, I thought as I spread his cheeks and darted my tongue around the edges of his hole before driving my tongue deep and letting my beard tickle and scratch his exposed ass crack and cheeks. I handed Tom a bottle of poppers and smiled suggesting "Take a big hit, Daddy, 'cuz I'm about to breed your ass and claim it as my hole."
"You already claimed it when I first felt that cockhead swell as you dumped your seed in me. That cock is amazing, boy. Give it to Daddy."
So that became the norm. Once a month or so I was at Tom and Jerry's place fucking them senseless (always making sure that Jerry got more loads that Tom, if only to make Tom crave it more)...and about once a week, Tom was sneaking over to my place or I was going to his while Jerry was working and putting loads in his ass. Tom was texting me daily, taking pics of his ass and sending them to me, wearing jocks to work and sending me pics to entice me to let him come over. I had a couple other bottoms that I fucked here and there to keep things fresh, the occasional random bottom to try out a new hole (who doesn't love breeding a new butt for the first time?!) but Tom was my regular, steady cumdump. I loved filling him up knowing that he went home and his partner had no idea he had just been ass up on my bed a few miles away spreading his ass cheeks and begging for my load. He was a Top at home, but that Top was my Bottom cumdump.
So when I arrived at Tom and Jerry's place to breed Tom (Jerry was out of town) I was surprised to be going into the living room. I'd never been in any room in the house other than the upstairs master bedroom and master bathroom. I entered the living room and immediately my cock thicken in my pants as I saw Tom sitting naked on their L shaped couch.
"Thought we'd try something a little different this time...why don't you get naked, have a seat here on the couch and let me get my mouth on that thick cock. We have time, let's enjoy ourselves.
I know it was only a different location in their house, but sitting on their couch as Tom was on his knees between my legs slobbering and deep throating I was really fucking turned on. Tom was licking my balls now and I slid down the couch a bit, really giving him room to get in there and worship my nuts. Then Tom's tongue darted lower, leaving my balls behind as he took his hands and put them on my legs, going to raise my legs in the air, exposing my butt.
I resisted for a moment and thought: I'm a total top--I don't do things with my ass. Hell, no one's even licked my ass before and I--I should stop him. I mean, I'm a Total Top.
And then I looked down between my legs at the man who was a Total Top--except when he was giving up his hole to me to breed and seed. And I saw Tom's thick cock, a cock I've watched fuck and breed Jerry many times--and suddenly I lifted my legs, allowing Tom to place them on his shoulders. Tom flashed a devilish, hungry grin as he looked me in the eyes then looked back at my butt. He leaned forward, his tongue already escaping his lips.
Well, this is definitely going to be different.
Stay tuned for Part II
I’ve never considered myself naive, but I did tend to walk around as if nothing bad would ever happen to me. Sometimes I would find
myself walking home late at night and not even pay attention to the fact that I was passing through a rougher neighborhood.
I always made it home safe every time, so in my mind I was always safe.
Until Friday night a couple of weeks ago. It was dark and the streets were basically deserted -which is probably why I always felt
nothing would happen to me. How could something happen if no one is around?
Someone was around, though. I just didn’t see him before it was too late. I didn’t hear his footsteps as he stalked me, eventually
wrapping his arms around me from behind and growling in my ear to hand over my cash.
Luckily my other instincts kicked in and I went into self-defense mode, wrenching his arms free from me, and spinning around to face
him (which I couldn’t see anything -it was too dark). I nailed his jaw with a right hook and then did something I never thought I would
do -I slammed my knee into his jewel box.
He dropped to the ground like a sack of potatoes, groaning in agony. When he looked up at me, his black hoodie fell back to reveal
quite a handsome face. Mind you, it was contorted in agony at the moment, but his good looks were not lost on me despite what had
“Jesus, why’d you do that?” he hissed.
My true nature came out at that point and I started apologizing to him (I’m know -idiot!). “I’m sorry, I’m really sorry.” I had always felt
that I would never have the heart to inflict such pain onto another man, but somehow something else had taken over at that point. “In
my defense, you were trying to mug me.”
“Yeah, but I wouldn’t hurt you,” he moaned, rocking a little on his knees and cupping his crotch.
After a couple of minutes he managed to stand. Now that he was facing me I could see he was much larger than my own trim 5’9”
frame. Great, I thought, he’s going to kick my ass first, then take my money.
He just stood there eyeing me for a minute, probably debating over which of the hundreds of painful and bloody ways he could kill me.
He stepped closer, never taking his eyes off of me for a moment.
“That fucking hurt,” he told me in a low voice.
“If it means anything, I really didn’t mean to do it. It just happened,” I blubbered.
“Kicking a guy in the balls is pretty low. I think you owe me more than just some cash, for that kind of pain,” he said, lunging at me and
somehow managing to get me into a choke hold that I could not break.
I wasn’t completely out, but the lack of oxygen did it’s part in immobilizing me. He dragged me just around the corner into a rundown
old house. It was dark and I didn’t hear any voices. I knew we were alone.
Through the house he dragged me until I found myself on a bed. His large body loomed over me as the cobwebs and fog cleared from my head.
Well he could have killed me in an alley and not have to deal with disposing of the body, so maybe he’s not a homicidal maniac. On the
other hand, maybe he is, and he just enjoys toying with his prey and taking his time torturing them before they succumb to the vast
array of injuries he’s inflicted upon them.
The bed threw me off, though. I’ve seen Dexter -these guys like a work space.
As soon as he stripped his shirt off, revealing a mouthwatering rugby player type of build, I knew he wasn’t planning on killing me. Still,
being raped was never something I dreamed about, either, so I started to move, trying to get my bearings so I could make a run for it.
He had just opened his pants and out flopped a dick that was totally proportionate to his hunky hulky body. It had to be at least 8 ½
inches long and it was just starting to harden! And thick -bloody hell! That was my cue to get my ass in gear, so I struggled to a crouch
on the bed, jumped, and then tried to run around him.
His muscular arm caught me around the waist, heaved me up in the air, and deposited me back down in the center of the bed.
“Uh-uh, you’re not going anywhere ‘till I’m done with you. We’re gonna have some fun tonight, you and me.”
Despite my fear, my dick was hardening in my pants and my ass was going into spasms of anticipation. What can I say -sometimes you
can’t take the gay slut out of the man. Show me a rapidly growing dick and beautiful body and my body knows what to do.
I lost my head by then, and there was no point in fighting him. Besides, if I submit to him maybe he won’t be too rough on me. That
dick can do some damage, I thought.
“Fuck it,” I said, rolled back to my knees on the bed and beginning my own strip show for him.
His face lit up seeing that I wasn’t going to give him a hassle. “Well, I guess I found myself a bitch, didn’t I?”
“I’ll be your bitch,” I told him, my breath coming up short. I shuffled to get closer to him, and then taking him by the hands, pulled him
down onto the bed with me, kissing him hard and deep.
He kissed me back, but he took the kiss over. We were definitely going to do this his way. And he wasn’t in the mood for anything
affectionate. He kissed me almost violently, his tongue invading my mouth and throat (yes, throat -he’s got a long one!) nearly made me
gag, but I became so turned on that I just rode it out and tried to match him.
Suddenly he broke the kiss, grabbed me and flipped me over onto my stomach. I felt him moving on the bed until his hot breath was on
my butt. Lucky for him I had gone to the bar prepared tonight. Unluckily for me, had I gotten lucky I wouldn’t find myself in this mess.
His long tongue immediately began to snake up into my ass. I’ve never felt a rimming like it -it was beyond ecstasy! It literally felt like a
small snake going up into me. It was insane!
I couldn’t help but moan and writhe -what else could I do? After a few minutes I was desperate to feel his cock in me -despite the fact
that it was now full-grown and towering at an impressive 12 ½ inches. I’ve never had anything that big in me, the largest so far being
around 9 inches.
“Oh fuck, you have to fuck me,” I pleaded.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing here, bitch? You’re gonna pay for kicking me in the junk. And I’ve got a special way to pay you
back. You’re gonna take my poz loads all night long.”
Suddenly there were sirens and shrieking going off in my head! Did he say ‘poz’? What the fuck? I’m negative and had been very
conscious to keep it that way.
I began to struggle against him, trying to keep him from straddling me, but his size made that impossible. I went back to pleading.
“Please, man, I’m negative. I don’t want this.”
“Who asked you, bitch? You got to pay for what you done to me.” Okay, he was hot -his vocabulary didn’t need to be ivy league when
you look like that.
What the fuck? How can my mind be thinking about vocabulary when he’s about to put HIV+ cum inside me?
I begged and struggled for a few more minutes, and then he got fed up, laying his entire body weight on top of my back. His face was
next to mine, and he was breathing hard. “Am I going to have to choke you out again?” he asked menacingly.
Lord only knows what he might do if I’m totally unconscious, so I weakly told him it wasn’t necessary.
“Good bitch. I don’t want to feel that ass pushing me out, either. When I go in, I’m staying put until my bruised nuts fill you up with
Shit, there goes my other plan. I figured that I might be able to buck him off of me or push him out just before he blows. I’ve never felt
that kind of conflict before. My mind and heart were telling me to do whatever necessary to get the fuck out of there before he infects
But my damned hormones . . . as soon as they kick in, all reason and logic fly out the window. My hormones were telling me that I’d
gone out to the bar tonight to get laid. Now I was going to get laid. Quit complaining. Bitch.
Hormones with attitude, right? It’s bad enough HE’s calling me ‘bitch’, I don’t need my own subconscious calling me names!
Alas, the hormones were in the driver’s seat and I just surrendered to him. If the opportunity presented itself to escape I would take it,
otherwise I would just survive. I can always go and get that pill I heard my friends talking about.
“That’s it, I feel the fight going out of you. You’re my bitch for the night. You might as well like it,” he told me.
I felt his fat cock head at my entrance, and he rutted his hips a couple of times, enticing my hole to yawn open and swallow him all on
it’s own. Would you believe that the damn thing did? Suddenly my ass was sucking several hard, thick inches in.
It actually took my breath away, the rush of him suddenly entering me. But by now I was so hot I didn’t resist -despite the pain. Oh,
yes, there was pain. That was a fat knob pushing into me. I’m sure that I felt tearing inside, especially since he had only used spit to
lube my hole.
“Fuck, buddy, your ass is just eating that big dick up! You’re nothing but a whore, aren’t ya? How else would that ass just take it like
that? I got a big dick and most bitches can't get past the head.” He sounded like he was enjoying himself, and he reared back and then
thrust in, this time adding a few more inches to the penetration.
A couple more times like this and I felt his pubes scratching my ass. Fuck, he was balls deep in me! It hurt like fucking hell, and he’d
torn me open good doing it. My insides were going into mad spasms, while I silently let the tears pour down my face and drip onto the
worn bed sheet.
Shockingly, he wasn’t a complete asshole, and he held still until he felt the spasms subside, and then he got to fucking. It really only
took a few minutes for my hole to feel totally open to him, and by now the pain had morphed into unbelievable pleasure.
I wanted his dick in me. I loved his dick destroying my hole. I guess that might make me a whore, but just then I was happy being a
By the time he got a rhythm going that he liked, I was really into it, and raised up onto hands and knees and began shoving my ass
back at him, riding him deep and hard.
“Fuckin’ pig likes it!” he roared. “Pig’s gonna like my toxic cum, too.”
Reflex response had me saying, “Please, pull out before you cum,” even before I had a chance to consider it.
Of course, I came back to my senses when I felt the sharp sting on my ass as he smacked my cheeks hard. Really hard, like I’m sure
there will be a bruise in the shape of a hand print.
“No fuckin’ way, bitch. That’s your payback for nailing me in the balls. You’re gonna learn how important that real man cum is. Toxic
venom flowing through my veins, in my sperm. And soon it’s all gonna be in you.”
My logical mind was becoming more and more cloudy as I rode that cock. It just felt too damn good. And yes, I do take loads from
guys, so naturally my body is craving his seed in me. That’s just the natural order -dick goes in, fucks, deposits seed. Sometimes repeat.
And right now my ass and guts were praying he would fill me with his load. It was like the devil sitting on one shoulder and the angel on
the other. One says, “Fuck yeah, you want it!”, while the other says, “Don’t listen to him. You know you shouldn’t be doing this!”.
As usually happens when my hormones are in flux, that little devil went over and drop-kicked the angel right out of the equation.
The next thing I know . . .
“Fuck yeah, give me that load,” I heard myself saying. Excuse me?
“That’s it, bitch. You know you want me to knock you up. Beg me for it, bitch.”
“Do it, cum in my ass!” I yelled.
“Say it,” he ordered.
“Please, cum in me,” I pleaded.
“SAY IT!” he demanded again.
And then I knew what he wanted to hear. “Poz me!” I screamed. “Give me that toxic cum! Cum in my ass and infect me!”
“That’s right, bitch,” he said in almost a purr, now really railing into me.
I knew it wouldn’t be long now, and sure enough he slammed in particularly deep, roared, and slapped my ass again as I felt his balls
blast my battered hole full of his venomous load.
“Take it, you fuckin’ whore. Take that poz cum!” he yelled.
“Yes! Yes, poz me! Poz me!” I yelled back.
At that moment I was loving every second of that fuck, despite what would probably result from it. What’s done is done, and I might as
well get some enjoyment out of it. I can go to the clinic in the morning and get that pill.
His dick stayed hard in my ass and he just kept on fucking me. After 3 more viral loads from him, he finally extracted himself from my
gaping hole and took a break. He went and got himself a beer. Nothing for me. After he’d finished it off I knew why -I was allowed beer,
only it’s the same one he’d just drank.
He stood over me and I clamped my mouth down on his semi-hard dick, and immediately began to swallow as his piss sprayed into my
mouth. I chugged like a champ and didn’t lose a drop. Seeing that actually turned him on again, and within seconds he was back up my
cum sloppy hole.
He used my ass all night long. Literally. I’ve never met a man who was such an animal when it comes to sex. He just could not get
enough. He blasted a dozen loads into me in one night. Some guys don’t even get that much at a gangbang!
By the time the sun was shining and the rest of the world was up and on their way, he finally took his spent dick out of my hole. We
were both covered in sweat and cum. And we were exhausted.
He lay on his back staring up at the ceiling. “There, your ass got what it deserves. Next time you’ll think twice about hitting below the
belt,” he reminded me. “Now get the fuck out.”
“Is it okay if I take a quick shower before I go?” I asked.
“Fuck no. This isn’t a date, bitch. Get the fuck out,” he ordered.
Now reality was sinking in again and the sex haze had lifted. Time to get out before he decides to get violent on me. I grabbed my
clothes and raced from the room. I dressed just inside the front door, and then hurried outside.
I hit a lull after dumping my poz juice in three guys, so I decided to check out the maze area. Maybe I'd luck out and find a cum whore taking loads from a group in the back. If nothing else, I could make out, get my nipples and dick sucked and work up a huge load to breed my next pig.
That's where I saw him: 6'4" and 200 pounds of lean, well-chiseled muscle. His body was an instant turn-on, but it was the salt-and-pepper hair on his head and fur on his chest that caught my eye. He looked early to mid 50s, a rugged mix of age and muscle that sets the standard for younger guys. I wasn't looking for a fuck, but some hot body contact, kissing and chemistry that comes from intense man-to-man action between two experienced studs.
I followed him into a dark corner, walked up and locked my mouth onto his nipple. As I sucked and chewed like a hungry baby, he let out a moan and pulled me into his furry pecs. He pulled my mouth up to his and shoved his hot tongue into the back of my throat. What a fucking HOT kisser! We dropped our towels and went at each other like dogs in heat. I shoved my tongue into his armpit and slurped his ripe smell and sweat. He went down on my fat dick while I reached over and fingered his tight muscle hole. We drew a crowd of spectators as we pawed each other for almost 10 minutes, kissing, licking, pounding, biting and working each other like animals.
Finally, I asked him to come to my room. I never bring guys to my room, because it's where I go to chill between fucks. But I was totally into this guy, and I didn't want any distractions. We were hungry for each other, and I began to think I just might fuck this muscle daddy after all.
As soon as I closed the door behind us, the tables turned. This fucker was ALL OVER ME, pushing me back on the bed and jumping on top like a fucking gorilla. He only had about 10 pounds on me, but he used his 6-inch height advantage to pin me down. Not that I resisted - this fucker was on fire, and the passion was overwhelming. He bit deep into my neck, shoulder and pecs, leaving huge marks all over my torso. I did the same to him, alternately slamming my fist into his pecs and clawing at his back as he gripped me like a sumo wrestler. The room was hot and the sweat was pouring off us as we kissed, slurped, grunted, sucked, bit and pounded every inch of each other. Finally, he slammed his pecs against mine, wrapped his arms around me like a boa constrictor and gagged me with his hot tongue. I thought I was going to shoot my wad without even touching my dick! The haze of lust was so thick that I didn't even realize what was happening as his massive thighs forced my legs apart.
Reality hit when I felt his hard 8 inches probing my hole. This stud wanted to fuck me! This sure as hell wasn't how it was supposed to go. But he had me trapped physically and mentally, and I was primed to give this hot fucker anything he wanted. He threw my legs over his shoulders, lubed his 8-inch rod with spit and pressed it against my rarely fucked hole. I took a huge hit of Jungle Juice, tried to relax and struggled to prepare myself for the searing pain I knew was coming.
JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!!! It was EXCRUCIATING! His dick wasn't as fat as mine, but my tight muscle hole hadn't been violated in more than six months, and the pain was fucking unbelievable. He forced his way in like I do, using his strength and body weight to thrust deep inside in one stroke. I tried to relax with deep breaths and lots of poppers, but I could feel every tear as his cock ripped my guts. He raised his hips and pressed my legs into my chest (another favorite starting position of mine), allowing his hard tool to drill straight down into my bowels. I was totally off balance in this position and dizzy from poppers, and I couldn't have pushed him off me even if I wanted. He was crazed with lust, and he fucked with such a frenzy that that even if I had said no, he would have just raped me.
I know, because he fucked like I fuck. Only this time, I was the "victim."
"You want to own my ass, stud? Then you gotta claim it. FUCK ME, MAN! SHOOT YOUR LOAD IN THAT MUSCLE ASS! I WANNA FEEL YOUR HOT JIZZ SPEWING ALL OVER MY GUTS!"
"YEAH STUD, I'M GONNA BREED YOU GOOD! GOT A HUGE LOAD FOR YOUR STUD CUNT!"
"IS IT POZCUM, BUDDY? IF YOU'RE GONNA RAPE MY ASS, YOU BETTER BE SHOOTING SOME HOT BUG INSIDE THERE!"
"FUCK YEAH, STUD! IT'S 100 PERCENT DIRTY FUCKING POZ SHIT! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT, FUCKER? YOU WANT MY SICK STRAIN? HUH? IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?"
He started pounding harder, and I clawed his back, pulling him inside to make sure I got every trace of poison in his balls.
"FUCK YEAH, STUD! YOU KNOW THAT'S WHAT I WANT! DO IT, FUCKER! GIVE ME YOUR FUCKING POISON, PIG! BREED ME!"
In a blur this muscle daddy flipped me over on my stomach and slammed hard against my back. He pinned my wrists over my head, and I could feel his dick growing inside as his pace and breathing increased. I glanced in the mirror and saw this fucking animal raping me, our muscles straining as he assaulted my hungry hole and I struggled to meet every thrust. He began biting my neck and back, and I growled like a hungry animal while I cursed and pleaded with him to RAPE AND BREED ME, FUCKER!
"GODDAMN FUCKER, HERE IT CUMS! FUCK YEAH, YEAH! TAKE THAT FUCKING NASTY BUG, FUCKER! YEAH, I'M BREEDING YOUR STUD CUNT RIGHT NOW, FUCKER! ARRRRRGH!"
I felt his cock explode inside me with torrents of hot cum, his poison coating my shredded guts and flowing into my body tissue and my bloodstream. He let go of my wrists and locked his arms around my chest, biting my shoulder and gripping me like a spider clings to his prey as the venom seeps inside. I went limp, and he turned me on my side so I could watch in the mirror as he continued thrusting his dick to work his bug deep inside my guts. He twisted my head in his huge arms and pulled my mouth to his face, fucking my mouth with his tongue and spit while he fucked my ass with his dick and poison.
After a few minutes he stopped, and we both drifted off to sleep with me locked in his arms and his juices fermenting in my ass. I hoped I never would wake up.
More to cum....
Edited March 10, 2015 by PozFetishPig
This story is a true accounting of what happened to me this week.
It had been a month since my big slip at the bathhouse. Writing about the experience hadn’t helped much with trying to stop myself from indulging further, but through outside distractions managed to keep myself from pursuing cock or cum, but each succeeding week left me with an increasing longing for more such experiences. I teased myself with stories from different sites, poppering my brain into oblivion while burying my nine inch dildo up my ass. Nothing, however, really helped, so I resolved to visit the bathhouse again.
Figuring temptation was the enemy, I avoided the busy evening crowd and discount nights, choosing instead to go in the middle of a weekday. The place was much more subdued, with fewer than 20 guys total. Nervously I walked halls, resolved only to suck cock, maybe to swallow a few loads, just enough to curb my cravings. The maze was empty, as was the dark room, and the sauna as well. The few guys I noticed were in their rooms, jacking, apparently (and sadly) uninterested in playing.
When I reached the dark room behind the glory holes, an empty room which was pitch black, I noticed two shadows at the far end, so I figured this was the best chance I would get, and made my way back. The darkness made details difficult to determine, but I could tell both guys were white, probably in their 50’s, but I couldn’t make out more than that. Each guy was pumping his buddy's cock, and as I got close they stopped and took in my figure. I am not very aggressive but it seemed these two cocks might well be the only ones on the menu, so I dropped to my knees and began sucking one.
Neither guy made an effort to stop me, and I couldn’t help but notice how clean and smooth the cock was. My initial impression is that it was a respectable length and girth, but as I slobbered and worked on it, the cock swelled to a significant nine or more inches with a meaty width. My jaw was strained a bit, but as the cock was uncut and as I was flying on poppers, I was happy to take it all. About then I felt the second guy pull my mouth off of the first guy's cock, and direct his cock into my mouth. The new cock was just about eight inches, and unlike the first guy, this cock was cut, but it had the perfect amount of give, so, without too much difficulty he was able to fuck my throat using with powerful strokes.
After a couple minutes I then heard one of them ask “Can we have that ass?”
My hole twitched in longing. Getting to my feet I replied "I don't have any condoms."
They both replied "Cool, if you are. We're both poz."
The statement hit me like a hammer blow, but reasoning cocksucking wasn’t dangerous, I'd continue with as much, and replied “I can't, I'm neg, but I'll be happy to swallow your cocks.”
I felt proud of my self-control, although I was also a bit sore in the knees from the ridiculous flooring. After a big hit of poppers, I bent over, and resumed sucking the meaty eight inch cock, as I jacked off the longer uncut cock with my other hand.
I felt one of the guys lean over me and start playing with my cheeks and hole, which is always hot, and as he did so, I enjoyed feeling that meaty cock opening up my throat with each thrust. "Mind if I eat your ass?" asked the other guy.
'Hell, yeah,' I thought, and nodded in approval, even with the smaller cock still in my mouth. Within seconds warm lips and a hot tongue were snaking into my hole. The sensation of a tongue in my hole sent me into orbit, and I forced the cock as deep into my throat as I could, caking my face in saliva as I grunted and moaned like a bitch in heat.
Then, to my surprise, I felt the cock in my mouth withdraw. I nearly cried out in protest, but when the longer uncut dick slid into my mouth, I hungrily accepted it as the other guy moved behind me. I couldn’t help but notice, however, he didn’t bother getting down to eat my ass.
The cock in my mouth was aggressive, pushing deep to choke and gag me, before being yanked out and roughly smacked across my face. I was really into it. As he fed its whole length into my throat I felt his partner lean over me, his wet cock passing across my ass cheeks. I tensed up involuntarily, but with the amazing cock in my mouth, I couldn’t fully concentrate on what the other guy was doing, and apparently hadn’t offered enough resistance to deter what was happening: I felt fat mushroom head of that old cut cock slide between my cheeks and touch my hole, just barely. Cum began shooting cum out of my cock as I moaned in pleasure. The man behind me didn’t miss a beat but rather reached under me to gather the last few spurt of cum in his hand and jack his cock, which was now lubed with my saliva and now a fair portion of my load, only to nestle his warm wet cock back against my hole just as the cock in my mouth slid balls deep. Tears streamed down my face. I couldn’t breath. Again I heard them ask for my ass again. I grunted and spurted and gagged struggling for air, which he apparently chose not to take as a 'no' as, despite the impressive girth of his cock, particularly the guy's cock head, the cock nestled in my crack slid effortlessly past my opening. In one smooth motion it was squelching gobs of my own cum out as it planted itself fully within me.
The sensation of being so full was overwhelming, and the cock in my throat began to withdraw, I attempted to speak, only to be stuffed once more, as both cocks picked up an alternating rhythm. The cock in my mouth turned me on, but the one in my ass made my whole body shudder with each push. The sensations were intoxicating, and soon I was throwing myself back on the cock in my asshole, forcing him in as far as I could. I didn’t need to wonder when the cock in my ass would blow, because, as he fucked it all the way in, I became painfully aware of a swollen lump moving along its length, about to spew its thick hot cum in the very most innards of my asshole. I realized what I was doing and panicked, about ready to completely lose my mind. I stood up and looked around frantically, thinking I should bolt. When the uncut top gently put his hands on my hips, and slowly guided my hole into his lap.
He began using his cock head to scoop the cum dibbling from my hole and press it back in. He was careful not to ever insert more than the tiniest bit to push in the cum, and barely stretched my hole at all doing it. The movement was driving me insane, and between my panic and sex drive I was practically delirious. He leaned and whispered into my ear “You said no, so I won't fuck you, but I won't stop you from fucking yourself with my cock though.”
With that he leaned back, leaving his cock just slightly brushing against my hole, firmly between my cheeks. His partner went to his knees and began sucking my small cock, which felt great, and as he buried my cock in his mouth he would put pressure onto my hips, teasing tiny bits of the cock head behind me against my hole. I began moving my hips and took a big hit of poppers, my anxiety beginning to fade, and in my moment of inattention the man blowing me reached back for his partner's hips, pulling the cock behind me into my asshole.
Halfway in I buried my own self down on it and began squeezing with my ass muscles. Clearly he had been close, as within seconds he announced "I'm shooting," roughly fucking me as he bred my ass.
Afterwards they both left, leaving me silent, leaning against the wall.
Shortly after this I made my way home. It has been a few days, and I still don’t know how to feel.
Yes I am an older top guy. A dad. I have a six inch cock. It loves to breed deep and I can cum deep inside several times. Why on BBRT do guys claim to be cum sluts and want to get bred but when I reach out, nothing. I thought a true slut will take any cock and cum. I know I'm not hung or young or beautiful, but it's a fuck! Come on bottoms don't you know I really really need it! Oh,and the games we play. I hate email tag and game players. Let's just breed!
Sigh...just a thought! Any thoughts?