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The last chapter made me re-read this from the beginning.  Such absolute filth and depravity. I fucking love it. Slipitupme, you're just my kind of pig. Definitely one of the very hottest stories on here.

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Bill sat beside me on the bed and wiped himself with a tissue mum handed him. Then he sipped some tea and grinned. "So, I hear Timmy's been a bad boy." He said.

She laughed. "Your fault, you old sod. It was you who broke him in at the sauna!"

I lay there with Bill's cum dripping from my arsehole listening to them talking like I wasn't there as Bill drank his tea.

"When's he coming back to the sauna?"

SHe shrugged. "Couple of days, Bill."

He nodded, got off the bed and pulled up his trousers and stuffed his cock into his stained underpants.

"OK," He said and slapped my rump. "Be good, Timmy!" He laughed and sidled out of the room.

Mum cleaned my hole with a tissue, then went off to prepare dinner.

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In a couple of days I was feeling better and the rash was fading, so I decided I was well enough to put a shift in at the sauna. As I was putting on my jacket, mum appeared and said "Swing by Peter's house and take him with you, Timmy"

"What for?" I said.

“I had a word with his mum. He needs some pocket money." She gave me a sly wink. "She reckons he's ready and Bill's happy to take him on."

I was surprised. I knew Peter from college. He was a small, plump guy with short blond hair and was very shy, turning as red as a beetroot when anyone talked to him. His mum might think he was "ready" but I wondered if he knew what he was getting into.

I called round and he shouted goodbye, then blushed furiously. “Hi Timmy," He said.

I smiled and said. "Hi. You ready?"

He nodded and we set off.

"Do you know anything about this place?"

He shook his head. "Only that it’s a sauna for men and might be able to help out."

I smirked to myself, noting his plump arse filling his jeans and thought he would get more than he bargained for.

Bill let us in.

"Hi Timmy, glad you're feeling better. You must be Peter."

The young man blushed and nodded, then his eyes widened like saucers as Sid wandered out from the changing room, stark naked and sporting a huge hard-on.

"Who's this?” He grinned, making no attempt to hide his swollen cock.

"This is Peter; he's come to help out like Timmy."

Sid gave an evil grin. "Well, I look forward to it!"  Then he wandered off.

Bill indicated the office and said "Leave your clothes in there and Timmy will show you round."

"Our..our clothes?" Asked Peter, blushing again.

"Sure," Said Bill. "This is a sauna. Everyone gets naked here. I'm only wearing shorts in case the door opens. Off you go."

I led Peter into the office and began to strip. He took off his tee shirt and jeans and stood in his underwear. His body was smooth and plump, and I could see his erection through his underpants. I stripped off and saw him staring at my cock.

"Well?" I said." We're all men together here. Let's see it."

He blushed and lowered his pants. His cock sprang up. It wasn't long, but was very fat and stubby below his soft belly.

"There you go," I said. I reached for an old tube of lube, squeezed some out and rubbed it into my arsehole. I noticed him looking at the rash on my torso, but he was too polite to ask what it was. He'd soon find out!

"Wh..what's that for?" He asked, indicating the lube.

"C'mon. I'll show you."

We went out, and Bill eyed him up and down. "Nice! There's plenty in today, Timmy. So take a bag and go empty some bins. Show Peter around."

It was cute the way he placed his hands over his swollen cock. I took a bag and said "Let's go upstairs”

I led the way up the narrow stairs, heading to the lounge. Inside, Sid, Arthur and a couple of other regulars were sat on sofas watching a porn movie on the TV.

“Welcome back!” Said Arthur, stroking his glistening cock as he watched the screen “who’s this?”

As he spoke, he took my wrist and guided me to my knees on the sofa. “ This is Peter,” I replied as he got slowly off the sofa and got behind me “ He’s come to help out..ooof! That’s good!” I gasped as his heavy cock slid easily up me.

“Yeah,” He said, grunting like a pig. “I need to dump my load.”

I looked across and saw Peter staring in shock as he watched me being buggered, but his cock was stiff as a poker and drooling precum as looked at Arthur’s wrinkled buttocks driving in and out.

“Here it comes!” He grunted and I felt his cock swell and throb as he spurted up me.

“Oh my!” I heard Peter say as Arthur pulled out and he saw a drool of cum leak from my hole.

I got up as the others laughed at Peter’s face, emptied the bin and guided him back downstairs.

We went into the empty changing room and I smiled at him.

“You enjoyed that didn’t you?

He blushed and nodded. “Yes,” he whispered. “It was very exciting.” Then he looked slyly at me

“But shouldn’t you use a condom? It’s risky isn’t it?

I grinned. “Yep. But it’s too late for me to worry about that! I’ve been bred by everyone here and I’m well pregnant by now.”

He gasped and I saw realisation cross his face.

“If you are worried about that, you’d better go. Unless you want to get knocked up. They like to bareback and breed. They’re a dirty bunch.”

He didn’t say anything as we went back to the front desk. Bill was talking to one of the regulars I hadn’t seen for a while, a short, muscular guy with a pot belly and spindly legs.

“Need another bag.” I said and got one from the office. “Still need to check the rooms upstairs.”

“I need a coffee, first.” Said Bill.

Bill took the bag and gave it to Peter. “You do it while Timmy makes the coffee,” He said.

Bill smiled and winked at the muscular guy.

Peter looked nervous, then blushed and his hand shook as he took the bag.

“Go on,” said Bill. “It’s your turn now.”

Not meeting my eyes, Peter turned and went upstairs. The muscular guy watched Peter’s ample bottom as he went, and licked his lips. For the first time, I noticed the biohazard tattoo on his hip.

“Think I’ll go and watch some TV!” He said and sauntered off upstairs.

Bill smiled at me. “Give it 10 minutes, then go check on him.” He said. “But I bet they’ll have got up him in 5!”

I made Bill’s coffee. He was on the phone, so I decided to go upstairs. There was no sign of Peter, but there was a powerful smell of poppers. Sid and Arthur came out of the TV room with Peter between them. His face was flushed and he was breathing heavily and his eyes were closed.

“Come and have a lie down.” Arthur said. “Bill won’t mind.” He winked at me. “He’s a bit poppered up!”

They disappeared into the sling room, followed by the muscular guy and the rest of the trolls from the TV room.

I followed, and watched as they got him into the sling. Arthur pressed a brown bottle under his nose. He gasped, shuddered and sagged into the leather seat as Sid and the muscular gut raised his legs and put his feet into the stirrups.

“There you go. Just relax. We’ve got a gift for you.” Said the muscular guy in a hoarse whisper.

I leant against the door and watched as Peter was trussed up and readied for action.

The muscular guy tore open a sachet of lube and rubbed it into Peter’s arsehole, making him gasp as his finger ploughed up him “Tight!” He laughed, rubbing his erect cock which was red and inflamed with a distinct sore glistening wetly on the fat head.

Then he got between Peter’s legs and I craned forward to watch him begin to slide his cock into my friend’s hole.

“Oooh! It’s too big!” Peter gasped as the diseased head began to open him up, but Arthur clamped the bottle to his nostrils and as he sniffed the man drove his cock up him in one smooth movement until he was balls deep.

“OH!” I heard Peter gasp, and then the man began to thrust slowly, even gently in and out until Peter sagged in surrender.

“There you go!” He whispered. “What your hole is for, you slut”

He began to thrust harder as the others urged him on.

“I’m going to cum!” He grunted. Arthur bent forward and kissed Peter and held him tight as the man thrust and thrust then shuddered and gasped as he orgasmed. I watched his shuddering body and felt my cock grow hard as I saw Peter being filled with dirty cum.

“That’s better!” He said, and stood back. I watched his cock flop out of Peter’s dark, lubricated slit. “Who’s next?” He whispered.

Arthur didn’t need an invitation. He scuttled round the sling on his old legs, his cock grasped in his wrinkled fist and got between Peter’s plump thighs. Peter gasped as Arthur entered him, his slack buttocks rippling as he began to fuck.

“Gor! Nice!” He gasped. “Gonna knock him up good.”

It didn’t take long for him to cum.

As he stood back, there was a scramble for access and then an old, fat man with blotches on his fat thighs got into position and slid his cock home with a satisfied sigh.

I left them to it. Emptying the rest of the bins as I heard Peter groaning as the group took their turn.

I went downstairs and Bill looked up

“Well?” He said.

“You were right – only took five minutes!”

“Great.” He replied, pulling me behind the counter and dropping his shorts.

His hips and thighs were covered in a nasty rash “Your fault.” He said with a grin then bent me over the counter and began to fuck me as he whispered filth in my ear…

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Luv it, luv it, luv it...another young Poz☣️☣️ cum dump whore🍆💦 is born...the fuck flu😛 has left the station and is racing down the track!!😋🐷

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Slipitupme, you did it again. Blew a huge fucking load over that last chapter. You're such a fucking nasty [banned word].  A pig right out of my dreams.

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This reminds me of relaxing in the sling at The Fort. God, I miss that place...

I have a mate who actually did arrange for his boyfriend to be bred by some homeless guys in London on his birthday. The lad swears it was the sleaziest, horniest night of his life...

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Goog to hear from a fellow Fort pig! I miss it too. Relaxing in the sling being fucked as people sat at the bar drinking and watching. Do you remember the small toilet at the back of the dark room? Always filled with sweaty bodies you couldn't see as they fucked you!

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Great fucking story! Yeah miss the Fort so much...loved the boots only sessions! and yeah remember the small toilet at the back of the dark room well! Bred so many times in there and could never get enough!

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