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  1. ANOTHER REAL EXPERIENCE – Quebecois Father and Son FF One of the kinkiest experiences I ever had took place at a Fisting Party on the Upper West Side a few years back. Jim, a guy I played with occasionally - but only when his very vanilla partner was out-of-town or occupied - asked if I would go to a leather party with him located near his place. He thought the scene might be a bit much for him alone, but that if I was along, he'd fit in better. Sounded good to me, so with some leather already on, we carted the rest over 3 blocks in our bags, we rang the apartment, and were greeted at the front door by the host, a guy I'd seen at some pnp get-together's before. Our host, Earl was a 40ish stocky, shaved black man, already in harness and ass-less chaps. (I should mention Jim is a tall, thin white guy, very pale with lots of dark hair all over and a long skinny cock). We stripped in a foyer and added some additional leather from our bags – I loaned Jim a vest, leather jockstrap, leather cockring and armbands, and a leather ball cap to go with his construction boots; while I was in chaps, codpiece, harness with chrome cockring, bicep bands on both arms, engineer boots and motorcycle cap. We passed through a blanket hung up like a curtain to enter the main part of the apartment. The main room was set up dungeon style, with two slings, a couple of weight benches, two rim seats and leather or rubber drop cloths over the floor and furniture. There were several lube stations complete with j-lube, crisco and elbow grease, and on a raised table at the far end of the room, several bongs and pipes already loaded. A sharps container rested below the table. Earl, our host had recognized me from other gatherings as well and told me to go get cloudy and “do your usual thing and help get these guys started”. I wondered if my friend Jim realized this was a party with a distinct focus on fisting? Fortunately, my nails were all trimmed. I looked around seeing about 6 or 7 men there already, all age groups, body types, and ethnicities. Jim spotted an old buddy he’d not played with in years and went over to chat. Two guys in latex gear I’d never seen before waved me over to the sheet covered sofa they were sitting on, indicating the large water-bong they were using. Smiling, I came over and they split apart so that I would sit between them. Handing me the pipe and the torch, a melted the product and took a huge hit, held it, then slowly released a huge cloud, one of the guys murmured “mon dieu” as I sighed “Thanks, I needed that…” I told them my name, and they introduced themselves as Claude and Didier. “A pleasure gentlemen, now who wants a shotgun?” The older one Claude didn’t get that but the younger Didier did and indicated his mouth. I took another big hit, held it while giving the pipe and torch to Claude and met Didier’s mouth and exhaled the hit to him while our tongues played a bit. Didier blew out the cloud then indicated Claude with his head, I turned and Claude was in the midst of drawing a large hit himself and with his finger indicated I should come closer, and passed me the smoke in a shotgun. A few more minutes of sharing and blowing clouds and a few more comments and I told them I had to ask two questions, and the indicated to go ahead. “First question. Quebecois?” as I looked back and forth between them, “Yes,” responded Claude, “most Americans would have gone for French first.” I said, “Nah, the accent is different, and you’re both taller than most Frenchmen.” “Second question?” asked Didier with a smirk, noticing how I kept looking from one to the other, obviously scrutinizing them and curious. Both were olive-skinned white guys with a tan, tall, with dark hair on their heads, in Didier’s beard, and nicely scattered on the parts of their bodies that weren’t covered by their matching latex singlets. Average bodies, not gym rats like I was at the time. Long fingered hands, large long feet. And most curious, both had green eyes. “Second question then,” I started. “You two look a lot alike. I mean REALLY a lot as if you were brothers, which would be hot enough to me, but the age difference is too much. Trust me, I won’t be freaked out, I’d be turned on, so how exactly ARE you two related? Or is the fact you look alike the greatest coincidence of all time?” Claude looked around a bit, half concerned, half amused and said simply: “I’m his father”. “Oh shit that’s hot…” I whispered. “Seriously?” They both nodded and laughed at my facial expression. “Damn that’s hot” I repeated. “Not everyone thinks so,” Didier responded as we all looked around “even in a situation like this.” They promised to tell me more after we’d played a bit – they wanted to double team me and I was more than happy. I told them I had to find out more about this, just as the host was passing out loaded points. I looked around to see if Jim was cool with everything and caught him getting his cough and holding his arm over his head after his old buddy slammed him. Jim winked and gave me the thumbs up then started snogging his friend. Earl reached us at that point and asked if I were bumping or pointing that night, remembering I was the guy who always had to drive home. “Didier’s a home health aid in Montreal, he’s really a good admin,” Earl indicated. Since I had a particularly long block of time to play with this event starting in late afternoon, I gsve a nod. Earl was right, Didier was quick and efficient, and I was still finishing my cough when I heard Claude’s similar reaction from doing himself behind me, followed by Didier’s own launching into the stratosphere. The three of us got into a hot make out session of rough 3-way kissing before the two of them each sunk their mouths onto my nips – Claude particularly was turned on by how big they were (or so it seemed from the things he was muttering as he sucked, bit and tongued them). Our hands were all roving all over each other – I was tweaking their nips, jerking their soft but very long cocks, and fingering their hot holes. I was in the center of the couch and both of them got on their haunches on either end of it, their faces meeting over my cock, which they proceeded to lick, kiss and suck, intermittently kissing each other and sucking the other’s tongue. Between watching an honest-to-God father and son share my cock while they made out, and the little blue wonder I’d taken earlier, my cock was rock hard shortly. While they blitzed out on cock sucking and kissing each other I was slipping my fingers into their two hungry holes. I stood up from the couch, and for a few minutes,one rimmed me while the other continued sucking me, and then they switched. Soon I was on the floor in front of the couch, the two of them together in the center with their touching legs overlapping, leaning back with legs raised and holes exposed. I went back and forth rimming one while fingering the other, then switching while spending a while as well on each of their long, uncut ‘saucissons’. For some reason, I found the Dad’s hairy hole a bit more exciting, and the son’s cock more compelling, though telling the difference was a bit tough, as Didier was truly a chip off the old block almost identical to his father Claude. Their cocks got only semi-hard and were mostly soft at this point, but they did get hard later in the event. Unlike most of the pnp parties I’ve been to before or since, this one was unusual in that guys either paired or trio-d up at the beginning and pretty much played with the same guy or guys for most of the evening – though cheered on and watched by the other groups. There was a bit of a “round robin” as all of us fisted the host as he lay back in one of the slings. Then the other sling was free and Claude, Didier and I moved over to use it. It was very hot, when Claude lay back in the sling while the thinner Didier, with the assistance of two solid blocks on either side of the center of the sling straddled his father with their cocks and chests rubbing against each other and two beautiful holes presented to me. For a few minutes, I fucked each of them, bending my knees to access dad, and up on my toes to access the son. Since this was a fisting party (much to Jim’s surprise apparently, though he seemed to be doing well over by the fuck bench, with his arm way up his buddy’s chute while sitting on a large dildo up his own hole. I started playing with both holes and worked on opening them up Didier hopped up to go get the bong while I worked his Dad’s inner paradise – he got handed a bottle of poppers from the guy in the next sling and took a huff as four of my lubed fingers spread and turned in his hole. Didier put the stem of the bong to Claude’s mouth as he took a huge hit and blew a few huge clouds. Then he brought it to me and held it (both my hands and forearms were covered with j-lube so I sure couldn’t hold it) and let me take some hits – he did a few shot-gunning his dad on the last one as Claude’s hole inhaled my whole hand past the wrist. Didier had put the bong back and returned, rimming me a bit as I worked his dad’s hole and using a vibrating plug on my hole. I worked Claude’s hole for a while, thrusting, turning pulling almost all the way out, and after a bit, Didier added a few of his fingers alongside my wrist inside his dad. Claude needed to break, and after we checked that no one was waiting for it, Didier got in the sling. Started the same, opening him up, Claude brought the pipe, we all clouded while I used my fingers to stretch the kid’s fuck-hole. A hit of poppers and my hand shot in. Claude sucked my cock and played with my ass as I got further into his son’s core. Eventually he got on all fours under the sling and with me kneeling on the pillow while working his son’s hole, Claude backed on to my cock. I fucked him (gently to be fair) until Didier started demanding I pound them both. The fisting and the fucking got more energetic, I even got some punch fucking of Didier in before a break was called. We all went to the bathroom to clean up a bit, and they began to tell me their story (which I was DYING to know). As they spun their tale to me, we finished washing up and headed back to the couch with a newly refilled bong. I had wondered how this all started and who approached who. It seems son had approached father – seems Claude’s wife and Didier’s mother had started being distant and abusive to Claude and was diagnosed with Early On-set Alzheimer’s. This was 5 years prior when Didier was 19, and Claude 41. Claude was thrust into care-giver mode, and his sex life dwindled to zero, while his libido was still quite healthy leaving him horny and depressed. He was, however, still faithful to his wife and thought a mistress or a prostitute wouldn’t be right, even though his wife could no longer return his feelings. Meanwhile, at McGill his son had discovered the joys of not only gay sex, but gay chem sex. He also saw how miserable, lonely and depressed his father was. Claude had even brought up to Didier when he was visiting home one night after they’d had a few beers, that he was so horny but could not imagine cheating on his wife with another woman. That hatched a plan in Didier’s head. Reminding his father that he needed to break sometime, he got his Claude to hire an Aide for an entire four-day weekend while he went downtown and visited his son in his apartment at McGill. Utilizing the sports therapy massage skills he was already learning – plus a judicious use of some G in a sports drink, Didier got his father in a very relaxed, horny and calm mood. “You roofied your Father?” I burst out. Claude shushed me and told his son to continue. While massaging his recumbent naked father, Didier not only came out to him, but proposed that he would be happy to be the solution to his father’s sexual dilemma – not being female, he suggested that’s not really cheating. Between the G and the skin-to-skin contact and Claude’s overwhelming horniness, he told his son he could see some logic in that, but really wasn’t sure. Assuring that he had ways to help Claude decide, Didier pulled out a glass pipe, filled it with tina, and popped some bareback gay and bi porn on the TV and computer. Even though Claude claims he never really thought about or fantasized about having sex with men, the seduction worked. Soon son was blowing his dad and getting fucked by him and as more time and T went by that weekend, Claude started sucking his son and being fucked himself. He totally fell for chemmed gay sex, and by the end of the weekend a couple of Didier’s buddies had joined in. After that, Didier came home at least a couple of times a week – and since his Dad was already sleeping in his son’s room so the Aides could take care of his wife in the master bedroom, it didn’t arouse much suspicion when Didier and Claude would spend the night together in the same room, and though they also got high frequently, the did their best to keep it really quiet! Eventually the wife lost all memory and abilities and was moved to an institution for round the clock care, at which point Claude moved into Didier’s apartment which was closer to the extended care hospital than his original home, and allowed father and son to continue exploring their pnp limits. Both of the men being ass-infatuated, fisting naturally followed. Though both were versatile, both actually preferred bottoming, Claude even more so than Didier. Depending on the gay crowd you were with, they were either the scandal or the darlings of Montreal. Having hydrated, cleaned up and re-upping our high, we blew a few last clouds and got back to hole play. They got on their knees on the couch and we did a “Chariot Race” with me having an arm up each ass, fisting them simultaneously while they kissed and made out like crazy. One would fist the other while I either fucked them from behind, or fisted them, and again, they’d switch. I was fucked by both of them when they got hard finally and they helped me open my hole with toys, fingers, plugs and an anal pump. We’d break and shower off a bit, then return to the party room to have a rim circle and blow a few clouds. After they each slammed again, I was able to fist fuck Didier with two hands, then pulled one out as his father put his hand in with mine. I did the same with Claude, only with him I could have both hands in and Didier slipped one of his part way in as well. Astonishing… especially when Didier whispered in my ear “and to think, not long ago that chempig was a straight married guy… technically STILL married”. I almost shot hearing that! We played for 11 hours and I had to get going, thanking our host many times and offering to kick in for the favors, which he refused. I bid farewell to my hot Quebecois pervs, hoping I’d see them again (never did, unfortunately). Jim walked me out as he was heading home as well. He was really glad he came but didn’t think he’d do it again – he thought he “went too far” and was concerned if he did this too much, sex with his vanilla partner would pale too much. And, he added, it was a bit too much for his own limits. “Were those guys you were with REALLY father and son?” he asked. I nodded, “yeah on one break they took out their passports, they sure were.” “I don’t know,” Jim replied. “That’s kinda hot, and kinda sick to me… I guess I’m just not as debauched as you are…” I gave him an elbow to his ribs and hopped in my car, parked in front of his place on W85th. “Nah,” I said as we both laughed and he headed to his building. “But you WANT to be!”
  2. It has been some time since I took a daddy cock that was so goood his load satisfied it all. It didn’t matter oral or anal it was everything that dated me for the time we where together. It was the fact he was older and knew what he was doing to me and with each time it grew better. The simple part is he was older and knew I was curious and willing the hard part at first was taking it all and building myself to be his liking and what he wanted in a cumdump, sextoy, faggot bottom lover, and just a hole for his daddy dick and every load he had for me. The best load he ever gave me was the one night he had a bbc in my ass and to keep me relaxed from a longer cock in me he pumped maybe a half liter of cum into my mouth and did so more than once that night. It was the first time I was burning the candle at both ends but the end swallowing his load helped me get thru it and was so satisfying I never said no after that to him.
  3. PART 1 URLastDaddy: You must be willing to submit to me in every way. Is that understood? MintBoy: Yes, sir. URLastDaddy: I’m not fucking around here. I’m going to push you and what I have in mind for your delicious ass is fucked up, boy. MintBoy: What do you have in mind, sir? URLastDaddy: That’s not for a little faggot boy like you to know or even ask. Are you in or not? Jason thought about it for a minute. He wanted a daddy, someone to take him in and to make him the sub that he knew he was, but his guy seemed intense. Deep down, though, Jason knew that he wanted intense. He wanted to be told what to do. He wanted to be degraded and to be called a little faggot boy so long as he was making his daddy happy. He had been alone for to long and living alone in the city was started to take a toll on him. MintBoy: I’m in, daddy. URLastDaddy: Good boy. URLastDaddy gave him his address and Jason cleaned out his ass before heading out. When Jason got to the guy’s apartment, he saw that it was actually a townhouse in one of the luxury complexes near downtown. He walked up to the door and knocked. A big man, probably 6’2”, with a silver speckled goatee, huge arms, and pecs, and only the slightest signs of a beer belly answered the door wearing leather pants, boots, and nothing else. Jason also noticed that his nipples were pierced, something he had always wanted to be done but had never made the time to do. Without saying a word, the man grabbed Jason’s shirt and pulled him inside. As soon as the door was shut, he pulled Jason down onto his knees. “It’s about fucking time that you got here! Open your fucking mouth, boy. I need to piss.” Jason had never messed with watersports but tried his best not to hesitate. He settled himself on his knees and opened his mouth as the man quickly undid the zipper to his leather pants and pulled out a thick 8” cock. The man moved too fast for Jason to notice too much, but he could have sworn that he saw some cum dripping out of the guy’s cock already. He thought it was odd, but at the same time kinda hot. He took the dick in his mouth and waited for the man to piss down his throat. What happened first, however, was the man letting out a deep growl that almost sounded painful, “fuuuuuuccccccckkkkkk.” The guy's stream began to flow and what little didn’t get deposited directly down his throat began to fill his mouth. Jason tried his best to not lose any but the man wasn’t going slow at all, and there was only so much that he could swallow at a time. A few tiny drops leaked from his mouth and landed on his shirt, when he looked up though, the man didn’t seem to notice. In fact, the man seemed to be wincing as he filled Jason’s throat and mouth with his hot piss. The stream suddenly began to let up and he swallowed what was left dripping from the man’s cock. Before he took the huge rod out of his mouth, he did notice that the last few drops that he swallowed didn’t necessarily taste like piss, not cum either. It tasted more milky than anything else. “That’s a good fucking boy. Stand up and follow me.” The man said as he zipped up the fly to his leather pants and walked towards his bedroom. As soon as the door was closed behind him, the man grabbed him and pulled him into a deep kiss. The man’s tongue explored every corner of his mouth. “Fuck, boy. I can still taste my nasty piss in your fucking mouth.” The man pulled Jason closer into him, and Jason could feel his thick cock pressed into his stomach through both of their clothing. “Spit in my mouth, faggot.” Without hesitating, Jason spit in the guy's mouth and the man writhed in pleasure and swished it around his own mouth before swallowing it. “Mmm. Boy spit turns me on. Now play with my nipples and pits, boy.” Jason immediately went down and started to play with the man’s nipple rings with his tongue and mouth. The man seemed to like when Jason sucked on his nipples but even more when he pulled on his rings a little with his teeth. The man would moan and encourage him to “keep sucking on daddy’s titty” when he pulled on them and messaged his other pec with his hand. He continued to suck his nipples for a while more before he moved to his pits and made long, sweeping movements with his tongue across the dense thicket of fur that was there. He normally wasn’t into pits himself, but something about how dominant this guy was was making Jason’s cock rock hard. Suddenly, the guy pulled Jason up, went over to his bed and sat down. “It’s probably already too late for you, but I’m going to give you one last chance to back out. Once these boots come off, there’s no turning back. Are you sure you want this? You want me to own you, boy?” Without answering him, Jason slowly got onto his knees, crawled over and with one long motion, licked one of his boots from the tip all the way to the top. After it was over he couldn’t recall what had come over himself, but, at the same time, he was proud that he did something to prove to this man, his daddy, that he was all in. “Yes, daddy. Please make me your boy.” “Perfect words for this night, boy. Now, pull these boots and pants off.” To his wonder, both the boots and the pants came off way more easily that he would have expected leather to. As he pulled the pants down, and the man’s thick cock bounced out and landed on the bed below. “See that big cock there, boy?” “Yes, daddy.” “No. Really look at it, you probably didn’t get the greatest chance to study it earlier, but take your time and tell me what you see.” Jason was confused but did as instructed. He picked up his daddy’s thick cock and looked at it. It was, in his opinion, the nicest looking cock he’d ever held; a long, veiny shaft, low hanging balls, and the tip bulged out prominently. Then, he noticed what he noticed earlier again; his dick was leaking, but it didn’t look like cum now, it had a strange yellowish hue. The man saw Jason’s eyes change as he landed on the liquid coming from his dick. “Now you see it, don’t you, boy?” “Are you talking about this cum type of stuff?” “That not cum or precum either, boy. That’s discharge. Your daddy seems to have picked up a bug from one of his fellow daddies. I’ve had this little fella before so I know which one he is too. What you’re holding there is a VERY gono infested cock, boy.” Jason’s instinct nearly made him drop the guy’s dick and run for the door, but to be honest, he was too in shock to move. “You probably got a good dose down your throat already when you took my piss in the doorway. Damn did that sting, too.” The man noticed that Jason seemed to be frozen, so he pulled him up and gave him a kiss, “and you’re going to take a lot more into you before the night’s over.” “B-B-But daddy… I don’t want gonorrhea.” A line he never thought he’d have to say in his life. “I’ve never had an STD before.” “Trust me, it’s going to hurt like a mother fucker, but daddy’s going to get this bug into you and then we’re both going to have some fun. When we’re ready, I’ll take care of you; I’ll take you to my doc, we’ll take some pills, and we’ll be all better.” Jason had heard about some superbug version of gono and was going to bring it up, but knew that it wouldn’t do any good; like he had said, he had already taken a big dose of the bug down his throat earlier and probably already had it. Might as well get some fun out of it. He hated that this guy had already lied to him, though. “What does it feel like, daddy?” “Honestly, it felt like I was pissing razor blades earlier.” The thought made Jason wince as much as he had remembered the man wincing earlier. “But after, knowing that we were both going to be sharing this bug, that I was going to be giving it to MY boy, boned me up so fucking hard.” The man hissed in pleasure at the memory and, somehow the thought that he was going to be sharing this bug with HIS daddy even boned Jason up. “Before we move on I have one more request and one question, daddy? If that’s alright.” “Normally I wouldn’t allow it, but I will this time. Go on.” “I don’t mind you calling me a fagot or even using me for your piss, but please,” Jason looked right into the man’s eyes, “don’t lie to me again. I need to be able to trust you, daddy.” “Fair enough. That was a shit thing for me to do. THIS time… I apologize.” The man said before planting another kiss on Jason’s lips. “And your question, boy?” “Will you take care of me, daddy? I’m sorry, it’s just that I’ve never had anyone in my entire life that’s given a shit about me and hearing you say it just-“ Jason’s words drifted off into unintelligible speech and he, for the first time of the night, couldn’t seem to look his daddy in the eyes. The man watched Jason and even though he was typically 100% a dom and wouldn’t give a shit about another guy like this he suddenly felt his own shame in what he had done earlier. Sure he was already sorry for tricking him, but now, he was ashamed of tricking his man that had come to him not just for a dom, but for a daddy. Most guys would just want him to fuck them for a while and leave, but this guy was different. This guy genuinely seemed to need him, not just his dick. “Hey, look at me.” Jason finally found himself able to look into his daddy’s eyes. “I’m always going to take care of my boy.” He leaned in and kissed Jason. “Now, let’s get this night back on track, huh?” “Right.” “Take off your clothes, boy.” Oddly enough, Jason hadn’t noticed that he was still completely clothed. In record time, he tore through his clothes and throw them all across the floor. The man had moved up entirely on the bed and, once Jason was fully undressed, and motioned for him to get closer. “Come up here and press that dick against mine.” Jason wasn’t nearly as big, 6” on a good day, so when he sat in between the man’s legs and pressed his cock against his, there was no comparison. When he squeezed them together, he noticed a bit of discharge seep out of the tip of his daddy’s cock. The man winced as his cock oozed. “Take that drip and smear it into your slit, boy.” Before he could think, Jason scooped the man’s discharge up and smeared it over his urethra before using it as lube between their two throbbing cocks. “Fuck, daddy. That stuff feels just like lube.” “Yeah? You like daddy’s discharge up in your piss slit?” “Yes, daddy. It feels so good rubbing your bug into me.” And, strangely enough to him, it did feel REALLY good. Like he said, it felt just like lube or like cum, even though he noticed that it had a more yellowish coloring to it than the pearliness of cum. “Fuck, boy. That’s fucking hot. Shit! Here comes some more. Dock your cock, boy!” The man said as he gritted his teeth through the pain of the discharge. Jason perched himself up and docked the tip of his cock against the man’s. Unfortunately, they were both cut so they couldn’t truly dock with their foreskin, but Jason still pressed his urethra against the man’s as a large glob of yellowish discharge spewed out and coated the entrance of his slit with the man’s gono bugs. Jason moaned and looked up to see that his daddy was moaning, even though the pain. “Fuck! That was fucking hot. Now clean my dick up and get it nice and ready for that ass, boy.” “Fuck yes, daddy.” Jason eagerly said as he went down and sucked the creamy discharge off of his daddy’s cock. He deep throated him until his nose was buried in the man’s pubes, getting the man’s cock as slobbery as possible. The man moaned as Jason bobbed up and down on his cock and hissed with the pain of his leaking discharge. Jason took the man’s cock to the back of his throat one last time before the man pulled him off and turned him around on his bed. Jason stuck his ass high in the air so his daddy could see his nice shaved hole. “Mmm. That’s a nice boy-pussy you’ve got there. Open your cheeks so that daddy can take a closer look.” Jason did as commanded and pulled his ass cheeks apart, opening up his puckered hole. The man dove in with his tongue and began to lick around Jason’s opening before plunging his tongue into his tight hole. Jason moaned as he was entered by the man’s tongue and had to force himself to not squirm too much and keep his ass in the air. The man began to tongue fuck him, jabbing into his asshole with his tongue and pulling it out in quick, little thrust. Jason didn’t want it to end, yet before he knew it the man had pulled his tongue out and walked himself on his knees so that his dick was pressed up against Jason’s ass. The man took his cock in his hand and began to smear his discharge-mixed precum over Jason’s asshole. Jason began to feel the man begin to poke and prod his tight, little pucker with the head of his cock. “Tell daddy you want this infected dick, boy.” “Please! Please give me that gono dick, daddy!” Jason said without hesitation. In one quick move, the man plunged his rock hard cock into Jason’s ass, all the way to the hilt. Jason nearly screamed from the explosion of pain and buried his face into the bed below. “Fuck, daddy! That hurt so bad.” Jason whined once he was able to catch his breath. “I know, boy. Daddy’s sorry. But daddy wants to make sure that his little bugs get as deep into your cunt as they can once he gives you his load.” The thought of having his new daddy’s load deep in his ass turned him on, and he forced himself to grin and bear the pain that was radiating from his ass like fire. “Mmm. Fuck me, daddy. Give me that dirty load.” The man began by pulling his dick almost all the way out and shoving it all the way back in, making Jason yelp by its unexpectedness more than any pain that he caused. He repeated that two more times before he began to truly fuck Jason’s ass. He fucked him slow at first, feeling and relishing the velvety channel of his new boy’s ass. He couldn’t wait to paint the walls of his rectum with his bug and to spread their bug around even more after that like he had planned. He couldn’t wait to knock this boy up with his bug. He hadn’t been much of a chaser before his friend, Mike, had given his this gono, but once the first signs of it showed up, he wasn’t as off-put as he had been the first time around and he thought about how hot it would be to share this experience with a sub. That was the first time when the thought of chasing the BIGGER bugs first popped into the man’s head. But, for now, he’d relish the one he had been gifted with. The boy’s ass was super tight, and the man knew that he wouldn’t last long. “Squeeze your asshole, boy. Daddy’s getting close to dumping his load in you.” Jason started to squeeze his sphincter around the man’s cock. The man moaned as his cock was gripped like a vice, bringing him closer still as he pumped Jason’s asshole with his thick cock. Jason was surprised that he was taking his daddy’s cock so well. It wasn’t extremely long, but it was still pretty thick. “I’m cumming, boy! Filling your ass with my gono seed! Fuck that burns, boy!” The man bellowed as he flooded Jason’s rectum with his infected jizz. The man hissed and moaned as the warm cum spewed from his cock. Jason felt the warmness of the man’s jizz fill him and loved the feeling of being marked, as truly being owned by his new daddy. Before the man collapsed on to of him, he pulled Jason’s head back by his hair and got close to his ear, “Your ass is mine now, boy. No one fucks it but me unless I tell you they can. Got it?” “Yes, daddy,” Jason replied without hesitation. Secretly he hoped his daddy never let anyone else fuck his tight little boy hole, regardless of how hot it would be. His daddy had marked him as his own. “Good. Now milk daddy’s cock. Make sure as many of those little bugs get in your tight little asshole as you can.” The man said. Jason began to rock back and forth on his daddy’s still hard cock, impaling himself over and over. The man hissed again as, undoubtedly, more cum and discharge was seeping from his daddy’s dick and coating his chute. “Fuck, that stings so good, boy. I can’t wait for you to start dripping like your daddy.” “I can’t wait for your bugs to take hold in me too, daddy.” And, oddly enough, Jason was excited and curious to share this (painful) bond with his daddy. He wasn’t looking forward to the pain, not at all, but this connection with his daddy. Jason had also heard about bug chasers and never understood why the hell someone would purposefully want to get sick like this… until now that is. “Good boy. Because once they do take hold of your little boy body, that’s when the real fun begins.” The man said with a mischievous grin.
  4. Pt. 1 Mike: Can’t go out tonight Bill: Why? Mike: Sick Mike: VERY sick Bill was sitting on the couch, watching television when he got the messages, but when he read the last message, he bolted out of his chair in surprise. He immediately texted Jason. Bill: Change of plans! Jason: What? Jason: What happened? I thought we were going out with Mike tonight? Bill: Boy Bill: It’s time Bill didn’t hear from Jason again until he showed up at his doorstep fifteen minutes later. The look in Jason’s eyes showed his confusion, not in what was happening, or going to happen, but how he should feel. To be honest, Bill was feeling just as confused. They both still wanted this and had discussed this deeply within the time since they cleared their gono bugs up, but now that the time was here, everything was a bit overwhelming. Bill let Jason in and immediately began kissing him once he was inside. Without warning, Bill turned Jason around and pushed him against the wall before pulling both of their pants down, spitting on his cock and shoving into Jason’s hole. Jason yelped as Bill’s girth entered and stretched him. Without much foreplay, the pain was enormous at first, and he gritted his teeth against his own forearm. Bill didn’t wait for the pain to go away but instead began plowing into Jason’s plump ass. Bill took his hand and pushed Jason’s face into the wall to gain more leverage as he fucked him relentlessly. “Fuck, daddy!” Jason cried out. At the speed Bill was fucking his ass Jason knew he wouldn’t last long. And he was right. Within two minutes Bill started to grunt and spasm against his ass as he flooded his hole with his, possibly, last authentically negative load. His daddy was occasionally rough in the past, but that fuck seemed more primal to Jason, and he loved it. He felt his daddy’s need wafting off him in waves, and he was proud that he had been chosen to fulfill it. Bill pushed his cock as deep as he could inside Jason and whispered in his ear. “Will you… take care of me? … When I get sick?” Bill said while panting. Since he couldn’t push back any further, Jason gripped his sphincter around Bill’s big cock. Bill moaned against his ear “Of course. Will you take care of me when it’s my turn?” “I’ll always be there for you, Jason. I love you.” “I love you too, Bill.” They both knew that this wasn’t a time to use pet names, kink or no kink. This was a serious decision they were about to make, and even though they both knew that they still technically had time to turn back later, they also knew that this was the REAL point of no return for both of them. They both got cleaned up, dressed and headed over to Mike’s apartment. When they got to Mike’s place, they found him wrapped up in blankets on his couch in front of the television and a slew of over-the-counter cold and flu remedies. “Hey, guys.” He said through a cough. “Hey, Mike. How long you been like this?” Bill asked. “I felt a little off at work yesterday, but it started to get worse last night. My fever spiked at 102 this morning, so I’ve been keeping an eye on it and trying to keep it as steady as possible with meds and stuff. So far it’s gotten a lot better, but it still feels like I got kicked by a fucking camel in my chest.” They all laughed, but Mike broke out into a coughing fit. Jason and Bill sat on both sides of him on the couch and draped their arms around him. They both felt the heat baking off Mike. Bill leaned down and grabbed the bottle of ibuprofen on the coffee table. “How many of these have you already had today?” “Only two so far.” “Then you should be fine.” Bill popped three out of the container and gave them to Mike with his bottle of water that he had on his lap. After he swallowed them down, Bill nodded to Jason. “Let’s get you in bed, huh?” They both lifted him and got him to his bedroom. They laid him down on the bed and took off the robe he was wearing which had nothing underneath. His sweating, nearly hairless body spread before both of them was still beautiful. With the robe off, they both noticed a faint rash or redness on Mike’s chest. Bill lifted an eyebrow at him. “Don’t think I forgot about our promise, Bill. I may feel like shit right now, but I’m still willing if you AND your boys still are.” Mike said before breaking into a cough. Bill looked over at Jason. “We discussed it earlier, and we’re both still willing. Right, boy?” Bill said, already knowing the answer. Jason nodded. “I want my boy to get me ready, though.” “Right. Do what you know to do, boys.” Mike weakly looked over at Jason. Before Jason could get to work, though, Bill pulled him to the side and told him to go get Mike a glass of water before they started in case he began to overheat. Jason quickly went to the kitchen and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge. When he came back to the room, Bill was taking off his last piece of clothing and crawling on the bed, over to Mike. He placed his tongue right on the tip of Mike’s soft cock and traced it up his torso, licking up the sweat along the way, until he reached his mouth and started kissing him. Jason stood in the doorway, mesmerized by his daddy’s perky ass mounted in the moonlight. He instantly became hard. Bill began to grind his hips into Mike’s pelvis as they kissed and it didn’t take long for Mike to get rock hard. “God, I want to blast this POZ load in you so bad, Bill.” “I want you to, also, Mike,” Bill said as he planted a kiss on Mike’s sweaty forehead. “Boy, I think it’s time for you to get to work.” Jason snapped out of his erection-induced trace, took off his clothes, and got on the bed behind his daddy. He looked at his puckered hole and had to will himself not to stick his own cock in. He looked lower and saw a few beads of toxic precum spewing from the tip of Mike’s cock. Jason swiped the precum from Mike’s cock and smeared it on the entrance to his daddy’s hole before he, quickly, shoved two fingers in. He heard Bill’s hiss of pain from his sharp fingernails as Jason pushed them in as far as they would go. “Fuck, boy! Those things are sharp!” “Wanted to get the job done right, daddy.” “Good boy.” Jason heard Mike say from beneath Bill. Jason began to twist and turn his fingers inside his daddy, tearing up the soft, weak membrane of Bill’s rectum, ensuring Mike’s virus takes as soon as possible. When he pulled his fingers out, there were very faint streaks of red running down them, indicating that he had done a good job. Bill moaned from the hollow feeling in his ass. “Fuck, Mike! I need you in me, right now!” “Yeah? You ready for my newly POZ cock to infect your torn-up hole?” “Yeah, buddy! Infect me! Make me a part of you!” Bill moaned in between kissing Mike. “Still gonna infect your boy with my DNA after?” “Fuck yeeeaaaahhhh!” Bill said as Jason shoved his fingers back inside his daddy’s ass. Bill moaned since this time Jason found and began to rub and scratch his prostate. The feeling was so good and electrifying that Bill’s eyes began to roll back in his head as he went back to kissing Mike. Finally, Jason couldn’t take it any longer and aimed Mike’s cockhead at the entrance to his daddy’s hole. He pulled his fingers out and slathered the now copious amount of precum all over his daddy’s puckered hole. “Shove it in me, Mike! Please!” Bill whined. Jason was so turned on hearing him whine like that. Without any warning, Mike shoved his entire length up into Bill on the first push. “Fuck!” Bill yelled through the searing pain of his torn up rectum. Through gritted teeth, Bill fully sat down on Mike. He pulled up, just so that the tip of Mike’s cock was left in his ass, and hissed. Jason came from behind his daddy and pulled his shoulders down so that the full length of Mike was shoved into him again, and violently. Bill hissed again but kept from yelling this time. He looked behind him at Jason, “Thanks for that, babe, but I’m going to have to give you a spanking later.” They both laughed. Bill began to slowly ride Mike as Jason watched the infected man’s cock penetrate his daddy. “Fuck, Bill! Your ass feels so good right now! Your boy really did a number with his nails I bet. Probably gonna convert you on my first load.” Mike said as Bill continued to ride him. “Speaking of which. Your ass is already going to make me cum, Bill!” “Damn, man! That’s fucking hot. Fuck me, Mike! Fuck your infected load into me! Convert me, Mike!” “I’m gonna cum, Bill! Gonna load your gut with my POZ sperm! No turning back now, Bill! Take my poison cum!” Mike yelled through gritted teeth as his piss slit unleashed torrent after torrent of HIV infected cum into Bill’s receptive womb. Mike spasmed a few more times, pumping more and more cum into Bill until Bill slowly lifted off of him. As his daddy lifted himself, Jason saw the dark red streaks of blood covering Mike still rock hard cock. “Come up here and clean your daddy’s blood off my cock, boy,” Mike commanded while still trying to catch his ragged breath. Jason crawled in between Mike’s legs and began to suck Mike’s cock. He immediately tasted the copper taste of blood on his dick along with the sweet taste of cum. As he was cleaning him, Jason realized that he had a POZ guy’s cock in his mouth. The thought made him as hard as a diamond even though he was still hoping for his daddy to be the one to convert him. Once Jason had cleaned Mike’s cock well enough, he went over to his daddy who was waiting by the side of the bed. He had been watching Jason as he was cleaning Mike and he, too, was extremely hard. “How are you feeling?” Jason asked him. “Honestly, that was extremely hot! Knowing that I have his highly infectious POZ cum in my hole right now is even hotter. Probably already beginning to course through my veins, it makes me want to bend you over right here and now and pump a dirty load into you!” Bill said before grabbing Jason’s ass and pulling Jason against him. “There’ll be enough time for that later, you two,” Mike said, propping himself up against the headboard of his bed. “I could use something to eat and drink, but I still have a few loads for that neg ass of yours, Bill.” Jason and Bill took the hint and got up to go get Mike some soup from his kitchen. They found some, heated it up and brought it back to him just as Mike was finishing up the bottle of water Jason had brought him earlier. “Jason, would you be a dear and get me another?” Mike said as he waved the empty water bottle around. Jason found it odd coming from the guy that just a moment earlier had commanded him to suck his bloodied cock clean, but he still nodded and turned right back around and out of the room. Bill took the hot soup over to Mike who began to eat it. “In all honesty, Mike, how are you feeling?” “In all honesty? Fucking awful. That being said, having my POZ cum inside of you kinda makes me feel proud in a weird way. I can’t explain it yet, but it does.” They both heard Jason in the kitchen opening one of the cabinets and a tinkle as a glass was taken out. “He really means a lot to you, huh?” “Yeah, he really does.” “Well, I’m glad for you Bill. I hope this goes the way both of you want it.” “Me too, Mike,” Bill said before he kissed Mike’s sweaty forehead.
  5. I was really horny today and really craving raw cock and cum, so this afternoon i drove to Aarows bathhouse, when i got there i parked 8n the carpark and looked around, by the number of cars, it wasnt very busy, so i stayed in my car and hit up grindr and growlr. After a few minutes a got a msg on grindr, the profile had a picture of a glory hole and that the guy was 43 and vers. The message said"do you want to get fucked raw and bred" the second message was a dick pick. I messaged back saying yes and asked for address, he replied back with address and said to make sure i was douched clean, i told him i was and will be there in half an hour. He told me to msg him when i was 10 minutes away. On the was i stopped at a public toilet and douched again to make sure i was clean, i also lubed my hole and fingered it to open up, i took off my underwear and put on my jock strap. I msg him and said i was close, he said he will send me instructions soon, by the time i got to the address he sent me another msg. " Okay fucker I’m ready drive into the property park in front of the black jeep get out strip fucking naked and come into the garage and get on your hands and knees and get your mouth around my cock " My hole was wet and twitching, i did exactly as he said, i sucked his cock and lucked is balls while he stood against a wall, after 10 minutes of this he told me to go to the middle of the garage and get my ass up and face down, he had put some soft covering on the floor, not for me but for him, he gave me amyl and pushed his raw cock in me, it felt so fucking good, he fucked me hard and balls deep, he was moaning and asking me if i liked his german cock, i was on cloud 9, he slowed down as he didn't want to cum yet. He had me duck his cock again and eat his ass. I loved every minute of it. After a while he told me to stand against the window and he fucked me there. He then said he wanted to fuck me outside, he had me bend over my car and he fuck me there, he really was turned on as after a few minutes he said he was gonna cum and i could feel his cock pumping his cum in my ass. After he pulled out he said it was a 7 day load. I got dressed outside and he said i was to go back soon for another session. I left there with a load but still craving for more, I went back to the bathhouse and despite the carpark being emptier still i went inside, as i was changing in the licker room an Asian guy was changing as well but he was leaving, i asked him if it was any good, he said it was slack but there was 2 latino's cruzing, i hurried up to the top floor in search for them, in the big tv room on the second floor was this hot guy with tatts jerking off, there was another guy next to him watching, slowly the second guy reached over and started jerking him off, the hot guy started moaning and curling his toes, i thought he was gonna cum with the handjob but he stopped the guy and started getting up, i was standing at the door and tge second guy walked out, the hot guy got up and was getting his towel when he saw me, i was in my jock strap and a towel which was half way down my ass, he came up behind me and started pushing his cock in, as i was lubed and already had a load in me he went in easily, i pulled him back in to the room and bent over the fuck table behind the couch, without saying a word he started fucking me and i was so turned on, he fucked me for 10 minutes while a few people watched, and then without saying a word (other then his moaning while he fucked me raw) he started breeding my ass, i pushed back as much as i could and pulled him deep into me, after a minute he pulled out, j quickly turned around and sucked his cock clean. After that i was at the bathhouse for another 30 minutes but there was hardly anyone there so i left, i got home and pushed out the 2 loads in my hand and ate them, i have setup another hookup on wednesday and the top said he will fist me as well I will let you know how it goes.
  6. Who's your favourite Daddy/Daddies? (Pornstar/Escort/Online/Grindr/BBRTS etc) Add a photo so we know who you're talking about Ray Dalton Ben Gunn Spike Morrison Paul Stag Andreas Cavalli Cristian Torrent Colt Matt Sizemore I'm sure I'll think of some more too
  7. My name is John, i'm 24, average height, slim build with soft brown hair and blue eyes, I'm not the best looking guy but I get my fair share of attention. i'd finished university in the summer, split up with my boyfriend and started my graduate job in a large business firm in the city. The company managed product development for major companies and brands so I was thrilled to get a place within such big company. My parents always told me to never turn down an opportunity that could take you somewhere. After working in the office for a few months I quickly got used to the fast pace, that started to creep into every part of my life. After working all week, putting in 50 hours, I was normally exhausted on a Friday night and would just head straight home and masturbate for as long as I could, it had been ages since I'd had sex, with work being so busy. That is however, until I got talked into going to a bar by one of my co-workers. He was married, unhappy about it, and constantly stressed in work. We went to a bar a couple of streets away from the office, It was dark and you would walk past it if you didn't know it was there. It wasn't the sort of place I imagined anyone in work would go to, least of all Mick. We sat at the bar and was served by an overly flirtatious girl, I rolled my eyes now realising why Mick came here; "Not your type then?" Mick asked me "She's certainly not anything I'm looking for." I said, realising i'd probably said too much. "Oh shit, I didn't realise you were gay, don't worry about it my nephew is gay, It doesn't bother me." "I...er... please don't tell anyone in work. It's hard enough being new without them knowing." I pleaded "John... relax, lets have a drink and i'll point you in the direction of the gay bars in the city, you need to try stop thinking about work all the time." We finished our drinks and after Mick had bitched about work and his family we headed out. He told me what train to get and explained where to go from there. I thanked him for the drink and told him I'd see him on Monday. Little did I know what was coming. I took the train to a part of the city I'd never been to before, walked the short distance and found a few bars with guys hanging around outside smoking. I walked into the bar with the least amount of guys hanging around outside, hopefully it meant the bar was quieter. I just wanted a couple of drinks and maybe a dance-floor fumble, I was still exhausted and hadn't prepared for any kind of sex, my pubes hadn't been trimmed for weeks and my ass wasn't clean. I grabbed a drink and found a stool at a table in the corner of a small but open bar and dance floor area. It was inoffensive and there was an okay selection of guys. Mostly in their 30's and upwards but I didn't mind a slightly mature guy. They tended to be less pushy. After nursing my drink for about 10 minutes or so a guy sat down across from me. He was in his late 40's, maybe. Good hair, perfect smile and from what I could see he kept himself in shape. It was his crisp white shirt that first caught my eye. "Hey, I'm Tom." It took me a minute to register what he said, I was lost in his bright blue eyes. "I'm John" I mumbled out, I couldn't stop looking into his eyes. "Are you here by yourself?" He asked, breaking our gaze and looking around the room. Once I regained my composure I smiled at him. "I've just came from work and was just looking for a quick drink, I'm not looking for anything else tonight." "You're a bit presumptive kid" he said laughing "How about I buy you one more drink, and then once we've chatted a bit you can try turn down my sexual advances then" He smirked at me and his blue eyes narrowed in a dangerous way, he turned for the bar and I found myself just sitting there. I wasn't normally as direct with guys, but there was something about Tom that made me feel slightly scared, even if my cock was growing in my briefs. Tom came back with two drinks, he handed mine over and I took a few long sips, trying to avoid conversation. "Sorry it took a while, I bumped into a few friends at the bar.... so, I'm guessing you're not from around here?" "I just moved to the city after I graduated, I got a job in the city. A friend told me about here, tonight, I thought I'd come take a look, I've not been out much since I moved." I quickly finished the rest of my drink, completely embarrassed by how pathetic I sounded. We chatted for another half hour or so, my cock stayed hard the entire time. I told him about myself, where I grew up, what I studied, how I've only had one boyfriend at Uni and how I hadn't had sex since we split up. He just sat there the entire time staring into my eyes, I realised I hadn't asked him anything about himself. "Sorry Tom I've not even asked you anything about yourself." "Don't worry about me, I find you very interesting. How did you and your ex have sex?" I was surprised, I wasn't expecting such a blunt question, I guessed it was only fair after our conversation earlier. "Well...I'm versatile, but I mostly fucked him" I said timidly "You cum in his ass boy?" "I...eh...no, we only played safe, the condom broke once, but we stopped." I was surprised at myself for telling this stranger about me and my ex's sex life. "I'm sorry Tom, I really should be going home, thank you for the drink." I stood up and turned towards the door. Tom stood as quickly as I had. He was six foot, and his chest and arms looked very buff. I glanced at his crotch too and he had a nice bulge under his black suit trousers. "Wow kid, slow down, just asking you some friendly questions. If you insist on leaving, at least let me walk you back to the train station. It's easy to get a bit disorientated in this part of town." I let him walk me down the street towards the train station, the fresh air must have gone to my head, I was beginning to feel a bit dizzy and my vision was getting blurry. I felt Toms' arm around my waist holding me up, we turned a corner. I didn't remember walking this much when I first got off the train. "Whats happening...I don't feel right" I mumbled finding it harder to walk now. "Shhh...Not much farther, my car is park just over here. You must have had too much to drink...." Tom said with a wicked smile, although I couldn't see it. We walked a bit further and I heard the sound of a car door being opened, I felt myself being laid across the back seat, too limp to say no. While lying there with my eyes closed I could hear mumbled voices outside of the car, I think I heard Tom say; "I'm going to claim him first, I'll text you when he's ready"
  8. A few years ago I decided to take time away from the world and find myself. I had just really started getting into dressing and acting feminine and wanted to spend an evening with somebody who would treat me like a woman. I ended up finding just that in a huge black guy named Kenny. Kenny had responded to a lengthy craigslist add that I had put up exaining that I was a CD looking to spend an evening being pampered and made love to. Not super hard fucking, just good sex. I informed him that I was a little on the bigger side but more curvy than anything with a nice round bubble butt. I also made it clear that I was DDF (with exception to weed and some hallucinogens) and wanted somebody who was the same. He replied with his size and stats, told me he was into weed as well and that he was very interested in me by my post. He said he wasn't trying to fuck a whole lot of people but wanted one steady thing. I told him I would consider it if things went well. He sent a picture of his cock with the message. Around 9 inches, a slight curve, massive head and plenty of girth. It looked amazing. He asked if I wanted poppers but I assured him that I wouldn't need them as I play with toys every day and it wouldn't take much to fit that monster in his pants in my butt. He talked for the rest of the night and agreed to meet that following weekend. I spent over an hour dolling myself up with my best wig and everything. I had gone for a wax the day prior to so I was sure my skin was smooth as silk for him. I slid a big plug in my ass and threw on a little makeup and then put on my lingerie. Nothing special, just a body stocking with a choker necklace. I gave myself a once over and thought I looked pretty damn good so I threw a pair of heels in the passenger seat, removed the plug and took off to meet him at his house. When I arrived, I slid on the heels and met him at the door. His eyes grew so wide when he saw me, looking me up and down. "Daaaaaaaaamn, baby mama! You look sexy!" I blushed and thanked him as he invited me inside. He offered me a place to sit on the couch and brought me a Rum & coke and a big fat blunt. We smoked the blunt together, talking about what we were into. He told me he was into slow, soft sex but could also get down with some serious fucking. He said he had fucked a couple twines before but nobody like me which made me blush again. He started to caress my thigh and play with my nipples while telling me how much he would love to come home every day to me on his bed with my ass clapping and ready to take his warm loads. "Do you think you have what it takes to dick this down?" I asked with a devilish grin. He laughed and said there was only one way to find out. I tossed back my drink and we finished the blunt before he put on some music and then came back to me with a smile. "Would you give me a lap dance?" he asked. I told him I had never done that before but I was willing to try for him. He smiled and pulled a chair from the kitchen and sat down in his living room. Rick Ross was on the stereo and I was a little nervous because in my head I could imagine me grinding on him, making my ass pop to Ross but I didn't think I could make it look as good as it did in my head he told me not to be nervous and to give it my best shot. I waited for the beat to drop and started popping my hips and shaking my ass, I really enjoyed myself. I was slow at first, trying to tease him a little, then I went full force, rubbing my ass against his bulge, bouncing up and down on it.... At one point, I felt his hands go down and undo his pants, releasing that leviathan of a cock and I slid right up the crack of my ass when it stood up. "Wow that's really big" I said. "Too big?" He asked. I told him no. "Daddy, i don't care how big it is, My ass is spreading for you and that whole thing is going inside me tonight one way or another." He smiled and grabbed my ass and kissed me. I kissed him back as his tongue parted my lips and started proving inside my mouth as my ass continued to grind against his cock. All of a sudden, I felt the tip of his cock slide through my ass crack and poke just past my first ring which made me jump. Not in pain, not at all, but surprise. He got up inside me so easily. "Wow, you do like to play with toys" we both laughed. "That was naughty, daddy." "Ya. You've been a naughty girl. Daddy will have to spank you. Would you like that, baby mama?" I smiled and nodded. He hooked my legs into his arms and carried me off to the bedroom with one of his fingers sliding into my ass..... Part 2 Coming Soon!
  9. Hi guys. So yesterday I finally downloaded Scruff onto my phone, after a buddy was showing me how it worked. It’s my first phone app – all my other sites are online. I really didn’t have any expectations, put up usual profile and pix. Then in the afternoon I started getting messages from two guys. At first I didn’t even know how to reply! But I’m a quick learner, so we went on. One was 25 and the other 29, which immediately aroused my suspicions. Why would they be interested in a 60+ year old someone who doesn’t really consider himself a “Daddy”. The 29 year old and messaged back and forth and either this was gonna happen, or I was just being set up as a joke. Finally we agreed to meet at my place, he ran home to shower, and then came over. I buzzed him in and told him the apartment door was open. I was lying on the bed in just open shorts, pumped tits, popper bottles around (he’d told me he’d only done poppers twice), porn on TV. When he walked in the bedroom door he was cute, t-shirt, baseball cap. He quickly stripped and got onto the bed, started sucking my tit – they’re my Achilles heel. He kept saying things like, “How am I doing Daddy? Am I doing it right?” I’m always so suspicious that I’m thinking, “Is this a joke? What is going on?” Well what was going on I found out is that he learned exactly what my tits are meant for and spent a lot of time working them. Then he asked if he could try poppers – of course you can! And from thereon the magic began. He was so horned and kept jacking his cock, but holding off. His entire focus was on pleasing me. While still working my tits he went down and started sucking my cock. Damn, his mouth was surely made in heaven and delivered by angels – or devils. I haven’t felt like this in ages, and kept wondering “Is he really here?” Being tit-worked, poppered, and sucked to the edge, the pig in me was so totally in heat, lust, need for cock. I got up on all fours and told him to stand by the side of the bed. He wanted to know how many fingers I could take, which I wasn’t sure how to answer since I prefer cocks. Well let me tell you, once he started working my hole with his fingers he took me to places that I have never been to before. It was extraordinary, unbelievable how I could be in hog heaven and hadn’t even been fucked yet. I was afraid he wasn’t going to. We’d take a couple of breaks, roll over, tightly embrace, kiss, and just hold each other tight. Then back to my hole – he was relentless pounding it with 3-4 fingers, hitting my prostate like it’s never been hit before. I swore I was gonna cum just from that, but held back. Then I felt that big velvety head on that hard thick cock of his at my hole. Oh hell yeah! He took all the time in the world mounting me, as I’m always tight at first, and then finally was in to the hilt. He fucked me so royally, so endlessly as we kept poppering that I was just in places I had never been before. It was ecstasy! We took some breaks and after sucking his cock for a while I told him that I wanted to look in his eyes when he bred me. So onto my back, legs up on his shoulders, and in again he went. We poppered again and he went back to work, pounding me mercilessly (not that I wanted any mercy), until I finally heard those telltale grunts, that unmistakable tensing, and said to him, “Breed me baby, breed me”, and he started to shoot. He seeded my hole so fucking good and deep and stayed in me. Once we separated it was like we both transformed from pigs in heat to Clark Kents. He told me he has a husband of 4 years, they’re exploring an “open relationship”, etc. I have no idea if we’ll ever meet again but damn, he sure got on the top of my 5 Star ***** list immediately! I guess I need to embrace more this daddy concept instead of fighting it. He opened my eyes to a whole new world and my hole to completely new magic. Oink!!
  10. I didn't mean to do it. I just couldn't help myself. There are times I get overcome by my own lust, and I just get carried away. I was turned on when we finally met, he was my ideal of a "son" to my "dad". Though a little older than what you might conceive of as my son, he was nonetheless my ideal of what I want in a boy. And add to that the fact that he was in total leather, matching my outfit, it was just a match. We had chatted so much about this first meeting. We each knew what turned the other on. He liked my cigars and I liked his boyish good looks and attitude. And when we met and then kissed, it was that sort of 'dream come true' event. That first kiss seemed to last forever. Not only were our tongues exploring each other's mouths, our hands were exploring each other's bodies. And shortly he had my stiff, dripping cock out of my jeans, and fell to his knees to give me one of those blowjobs you dream about. I was still smoking my cigar, and the smoke was about to fill the motel room, I was smoking so hard while he hit all the hot spots. When he rose up and kissed me again, tasting my cigar spit and me tasting that great cock /pre-cum taste on his lips, I was just too turned on. I had his belt loose and his jeans around his ankles before he knew what happened. And even though we were lip locked, I could still get his cock out of his jockstrap and feel the pre-cum on the tip of his cock. I rubbed it the length of his rock hard cock, and slipped my cock between his legs. I guess it was the way he opened his legs to let my cock in that so excited me. I could tell he wanted it then, even though he had told me he was still HIV negative and didn't want any raw sex with a poz guy like me. I had my hands up under his shirt working his nips and was kissing and licking his face till he was just a puppy in my paws. I gently moved him around, kissing his neck and massaging his ass cheeks, until I was behind him, nibbling his earlobes. That was when my stiff meat found his ass crack and set course for his asshole. I was pushing hard against him, trying to get my tongue in his ear, when he sort of fell against the wall and then braced himself against it with both hands, intending to turn back around, but by then I had a nip in each hand, having thrown down my dead cigar, and he was moving in response, enjoying it too much to protest. And my cockhead had found his puckered rosebud of an asshole, one of those that seems to have an arrow tattooed above it, saying "FUCK HERE". And I had him by the arms, holding him tight as I kissed and bit his neck. "Oh, Daddy!" he kept saying, over and over, as if he was trying to persuade himself not to resist. When I pushed and began to feel my cockhead penetrate, he stiffened. "Daddy, don't make me do this, please," he pleaded, and he turned his head slightly towards me. I reached around and kissed him. "It's gonna be OK, son, just relax," I said, and I made a hip thrust that popped him open. I love that feel on my cockhead, when you first pop a boy open like that. There is no feel like it in the world, tight and hot, and then so warm and wet and wonderful. I just couldn't help myself. Hugging him tightly, kissing all over his neck, so he didn't notice so much that I was impaling him on my cock. By the time I think he knew what was happening, he was fucked. I had my cock almost all the way up his ass. And he was loving it. I could tell he was trying to fight the urge, but wanting it so bad. All the time I was kissing him, I kept telling him it was fine, he was all right, this will be great, just relax and enjoy it, son, give yourself to your dad. Then suddenly he gave a kind of shudder, and bucked hard back against me. "Oh, Daddy, take me, take my ass, give me your cum!" "That's it son, enjoy this fuck, feel your Daddy's hard cock up your ass, love that stiff meat so deep inside you!" He was with me then, meeting every thrust. When I'd hit bottom he'd grab me hard and tight, as much fucking my dick with his ass as I was fucking his hole with my rod. "Make me your Boy, Daddy, fuck your Boy, show me how much you want me Daddy!" I was in the heavy strokes now, fucking his ass hard. My juices were flowing. When I get a hot ass like this, the first fuck is hot and heavy and doesn't take too long, so I knew I was getting close. "Where do you want Daddy's load, boy?" I asked, as I held him tight and humped him hard. "Give me your load, Daddy, make me your Boy, plant that load UP MY ASS!" He was bucking hard, and if I had really wanted to pull out, it would have been difficult, as he was in pace with me so well. "Oh, God, Son, I can't help it, here it is, take it boy, take Daddy's hot cum up your ass." "Daddy, show me how much you love me, fuck me, fuck my ass, give me your juice, Daddy, FUCK ME HARD!" I lit into him hard then, I could feel the cum move from my balls up the length of my shaft and begin to spurt out deep inside him. And I think he must've felt something, even though I know you have to learn to feel it when a guy cums up your ass. There was just something about the way he moved, like he was suckin’ the cum up deep inside himself. We both hit the spot at the same time. "OH GOD!" we both shouted in unison. "Here it is boy, here's Daddy's cream, take Daddy's load, you're MY BOY now!" "Hit me hard, Daddy, show me how much you love me, pound that cum in my hot hole - fuck me Daddy - FUCK MY ASS, DADDY!" I held him tight and shot my final spurts as deep inside as I could, knowing I was tying him to me in a way no man ever had before. I was converting him to my son in more ways than one. I was making him my BOY in a truly positive manner. His ass drew up so tight on my shaft, I thought sure he must be spurting his load. His ass was suckin’ the cum up deep, and he began to flex under me, I could feel his whole body moving, as if he was absorbing the sex and distributing it throughout his body. We held that position a long time. Sweat was dripping down my nose, and he was sweaty feeling as I ran my hands over his chest and caressed his nips. I still had all my clothes on, my fucking cock out of my pants, but otherwise still as I had walked into the room. His pants were around his ankles, but he still had on the jockstrap, shirt, vest and leather jacket. We both were soaked under all that clothing. But neither moved, we were still in that great Dad/Son connection, feeling the cum that bound us together. Eventually he stopped vibrating, coming back to reality, realizing what had happened. He sort of slumped at that point, I thought he might be crying, so I pulled out and turned him around and kissed him. He was crying, or at least he had tears in his eyes, so I kissed the tears away, and he began to respond. When I put my hand down to his crotch, I discovered a jock hanging heavy with cum. So I pulled off him, bent down and sucked the cum out of his jock, and pulled his limp, gooey cock out and sucked it clean. He was breathing very heavily now, I think partly shock and partly so turned on. Standing up, I led him to the bed and made him sit on it, so I could sit beside him. We kissed again - another long lover's kiss, and soon tongues and hands were exploring. Clothes began to fall off us, some being taken off by the other, some shucked off by the wearer, but our pants were trapped by our boots. We had reached that point again, too quickly. The pants just had to stay on, we were at fuck number two. I got him into doggie position and stuck my cock back up his ass. It was much easier this time, just made him take a sudden inhale when I slid home. We urged each other on again, and soon he had a second cumshot up his ass. Damn hot boy, he wanted sex as much as I did. We seemed to be a pair, destined to be together. After I added that second load, I just held him close and told him how much I loved him, and he did the same. When my cock went flat and fell out of his ass, he rolled over and I got on top of him so we could kiss and cuddle again. We took time to get the boots off, finally got our pants off and were naked, just kissing and rolling all over the bed, the way lovers do. We came up for air and took a smoke break. Gave me a chance to really look at him, as I hadn't really seen him naked before, even though I'd planted two loads up his ass. And he did the same. I was surprised to see how he blushed when he noticed how I was admiring his boyish body. He had kept himself in great shape, and I had enjoyed it. The smoke break over, we resumed the kissing, this time being able to be face to face for the first time, really. I didn't intend to fuck him again, and frankly I generally don’t come three times in rapid succession, but this was beyond mere sex. This was infatuation. My cock just knew the way to his ass so well by this time. When I got on top and was kissing him, my cock was tumescent and, finding his hole, entered easily. He spread wide, put his legs firmly around my hips and put his heels in my ass. Then he pushed hard, making my cock really hit the good spots. Every time I made a stroke that didn't please him, he'd almost kick my cock up his ass. I couldn't complain, I had my tongue far down his throat. And when I felt the cum moving yet a third time, I got his legs up on my shoulder, shoved a pillow under his ass and began those prying deep strokes, where you aim for the boy's prostate and fuck him hard. "Oh God, Daddy, I love it when you fuck me like that, do it again, harder, deeper, come on man, put your seal on me, give me the third load, make me your boy forever!" I got my arms up under his shoulders, pulled him into my fuck strokes and kissed him hard as I fucked my cum into his hot ass, so warm and wet and wild, filled to overflowing with my loads. I wanted to fuck him so hard the cum would flow out his hole and soak the bed. I wanted to fuck him so bad he could taste my cum from the inside out. I wanted to plant my loads so deep he'd shit my cum for a week. Didn't take long. Spurts of ‘Daddy Cream’ joined the loads already there. My fuck piston planted it's third load, the cum pooling around my balls, running down his crack. I pinned him down, legs against his chest, as I pounded the last strokes home, trying to get my cum as deep inside him as I could. And he rose up against me on every stroke, making sure he got that jizz as deep inside as possible. When I was drained, I slammed a fuck stroke hard and held it, and he looked up at me with tears in his eyes again, and we kissed. Then I felt his cock move between us, that steady pulse of a cock shooting cum, a feeling I love. If I don't see or feel a boy cum when I fuck him, I'm not fucking him right, and I had fucked this boy right. His cock spurted a heavy load between us, and his cum between and us and mine up his ass were binding us together in many, many ways. We kissed for a long time. Took us a long time to come down off that fuck plateau, where you want to stay as long as you can. When I fell out of his ass, I let his legs down and sucked his limp cock into my mouth and sucked out all the strings of his cum I could get. Then I licked his hole and crotch clean, keeping some of the cum in my mouth, so we could share it when we kissed. And as I did that, he moved around so he could reach my cock, and sucked it clean. When we kissed, I could taste his ass, his cum and my cum, all mixed together, one wonderful taste, a taste every dad wants from his boy. We fell asleep like that. When we woke the next morning, we were a mess, and the bed was a mess. There was cum everywhere, encrusted on our cocks and torsos. Time for a piss and a shower. Then we had a smoke and got to examine each other by the light of day. Sometimes that's when it all falls apart, when you come to in the morning and discover that the guy you thought was so great the night before is not nearly as attractive. But there was no change this morning, I still thought he was the best thing I'd ever had, and he allowed as how I was his Dad. We went to breakfast, and it was as if I was meeting him for the first time. We sat there and smoked and drank our coffee, and talked about all the things lovers talk about. The waitress finally asked us if we were going to order lunch, and we realized what time it was. We excused ourselves, left a large tip for having had such good service for such a long time, and went back to the motel room. By the time we'd each had a piss, we were on the bed again, and the maid's knock interrupted our first fuck of the day. I shouted that we were still in the room, and she went away, and I planted my load. This was a lover's fuck, that long, slow, gentle fuck of two men deeply in love. There was no hard thrusting, no pounding of a load deep. He was still moist from the fucks last night, and I wasn't really up to a hot and heavy fuck, but we needed to have sex again, to see if it was still there, and it was. That wasn't our last fuck, not by a long shot, but those four were the ones that we always remember and talk about. Few men are as fortunate as I. To find a guy like this that fits me so well. I can only hope that he continues to feel the same about me.
  11.12. There was a LGBT Pride festival this weekend, so my husband and I and one of our friends went to the parade. Naturally, these festivals usually have after parties, so of course we ended up at the club. At first it was very empty, but as there were two dollar drinks on sale so of course I had to have several. The evening opened with a long island iced tea, but one turned into two, two turned into three, and three turned into four. Oh, and four quickly turned into seven. Needless to say I was drunk as fuck. The morning before we left the hotel my husband had fucked me, breeding my hole nice and deep, and as I expected the day would be fun, I definitely didn't want to prematurely loose his load. I also needed to advertise myself, so before leaving for the parade I slid on a cock ring. Naturally I also skipped underwear, which left my cock printed through the front of my shorts. I knew it was visible but I wanted everyone to see it, especially one of the hairy daddies with whom I'm in heat, and who I expected to be at the parade. Being drunk at a gay bar made me feel extra slutty, and when my friend and my husband was pre-occupied, I decided it was time to walk around and look to see what action I can get into. A couple of guys were seemingly interested, but not enough to follow through. I walked through two rooms, each containing a sling, but no one was waiting to fuck. I figured I'd circle back later to see if the activity picked-up. A few rounds later I found myself increasingly impatient: there was still nothing going on in the slings, and I really, really wanted to fuck. Fortunately two doorways down the hall I found a door which was open. The man inside the room was in his 50s. Sensing he wanted to play really really badly, I stepped up to the doorway and made introductory small small talk, graduating to asking if he wanted to play. "Hell, yes," he replied, gesturing for me to enter his room. By the time the door was closed I was on my knees, taking his cock into my hungry mouth. He moaned and pushed it deep down my throat. His cock, which was about six and a half inches, cut, was just the right size. When he offered his poppers I accepted gratefully, taking a couple deep hits and holding them in my lungs for as long as I could, heart beating ever faster as he became more aggressive in pumping into my mouth. Several minutes into our session he withdrew from my mouth, and bent over, offering me his ass. As I rimmed his hole he took several deep hits of poppers, with the consequence his hole opened up quite nicely, enabling me to push my tongue deep inside, at which point I could taste the cum from another man. Asking him about the load, he replied he had been fucked earlier by two guys, and each had blown his load inside. I continued working his ass for several minutes, lost in the spell of his hole (and the poppers). Getting to my feet, I aligned my cock, and abruptly shoved my cock into his ass. He grunted in genuine discomfort, but I wasn't going to stop, so I recommended he take some additional hits of poppers, which he did. To further distract him from the pain I reached under his body, found his tits and worked his nipples, fucking his used hole hard. Apparently the pain was diminishing 'cause his at this point he was only whimpering, and at one level that was good as I could easily have continued fucking him until I came, but I also wanted to be fucked, so I withdrew, took some huffs and aligned my ass so his cock could slide right in. He banged me like a two bit whore, and I was in heaven, especially when he announced "I'm gonna cum" only for his cock to pulsate, and a warm, slick wetness to fill my hole. He had definitely bred me. Pulling out, he went to work on my cock as we both huffed the poppers. Apparently I shot a big load, as with my third volley of cum he began gagging, and tears were streaming down his face. But I didn’t care. He had used my ass and now I was using his throat. He swallowed my sperm and then made to kiss me, but really wasn't interested in prolonging the session. Instead I simply pulled-up my pants and left. When I met my husband and our friend I was still high on poppers. Upon getting back to the hotel, my husband smelling the cum, started to feel my hole, knowing that I was bred, he wanted to fuck. He made me bend over and drop my shorts, then ruggedly pushed Into my hole. "No more poppers for you," he said, adding "I want your hole wrapped around my cock." Our friend was standing on the sidelines, watching us, so I gestured for him to join us. He presented his cock for me to suck. I took his cock into my mouth and he must have been really horny as, within two minutes he announced he was about to cum. I gestured for him to slip into my ass, and he did so, cumming quickly. All the while my husband was feeling me his cock. After our friend came, my husband he he changed places, and my husband drumped his load into my hole. This was the best Pride ever.
  13. Bearish Daddy type on the edge of the bed in a dark room, hole prepped and clean. Front door unlocked, you walk in without knocking, head to the dark bedroom where my ass is in the air...you slide your cock in and use my hole for your pleasure...just make sure you pump your load as deep as possible. Then...zip up and leave without saying a word. Available Wednesday morning 10/02.
  14. Authors note: Usually I write from the bottoms perspective but I think I'm going to try from the top today. Hi. My name is Chris and I'm a gay 45 year old white male. For years I hid my sexuality until I just couldn't take it any longer. I was married with a kid but I craved cock. Getting cock was much easier than I realized. I would frequent the adult bookstore cruising for cock. I tried to play safe and found myself in a relationship with what I thought was a great guy. How wrong I was. He was very abusive so I started fucking around on him. I didn't play safe anymore and I loved it. One day this cute kid comes into the restaurant looking for a job. Immediately my cock twitched wanting to fuck this kid but I really wasn't sure if he was gay or not. The main manager hired the kid and I set out trying to fuck him. I flirted with him but in front of the ladies he played straight. Eventually he started hanging out at my place to get away from his parents. One evening at my place he confessed that he was gay and he wanted me to introduce him to the lifestyle. I said yes and started by just letting him suck my cock and balls. I didn't want to rush him into getting fucked yet. His mouth felt amazing. Josh was definitely born to suck cock. Although he would come over quite often and suck my cock I still felt the desire to be fucked myself. So I played around with other men to satisfy my desires. I always got fucked bareback because it just felt better. Then one night at work I get a phone call from one of the guys that fucked me. He told me he just tested poz and I needed to get tested myself. I freaked out. I went the next day and got tested. And yes I tested poz. And now I had a new mission. Josh is going to get fucked bareback by me whether he wants to or not.
  15. Hey, I have a big dick and am young. I'm looking for an older, preferably larger hairy man to have fun with. My Snapchat is heystanone
  16. So here's what happened to me today, the story of how I came into possession of my first (of hopefully many) jockstrap A hot daddy who lives fairly near me which I had been chatting to for a while with messaged me on scruff and told me a location to go to in my city. He sent a photo of a locker in a shopping centre and in there was a little parcel. It said "take me home and don't open me, message me when you have it". I messaged him and he told me it's an old jockstrap of his that he'd been wearing all week and left a few loads in. I now own my first jockstrap hehe. It smells musky and fits me perfectly
  17. I've been reading stories on the site for awhile. Every story about taking poz cum just got me hornier and hornier. I noticed barebackrt kept popping up a lot so I decided to take the plunge. I set up my profile and then started browsing. Several profiles caught my eye but one in particular was just what I was looking for. I've always had a thing for older men. This guy was definitely old enough to be my Daddy. He said he wanted someone young and in shape and knew what they wanted. He was poz and not on meds. My precum was leaking bad. I sent him a message with my stats and pics and to my surprise he responded back immediately. He asked me if I wanted to get fucked immediately and without thinking I said Yes Daddy. He said good boy. I gave him my address and he said he'd be over in an hour and to be clean for him. He also asked if I had a hard bristle toothbrush and if not he would provide one. I knew why he wanted the toothbrush and that only added to my excitement. He told me to start getting ready and he will see me in an hour. Damn the hour is dragging by.
  18. New bottom here wants a hot muscle top guy plus if he’s a daddy to slam me up and load me up with his cum. I’ve been mainly a top but now I wanna learn how to bottom and take a hot guys load for the firs5 time. You host me slam me and make me your cumdump
  19. I just had a hot daddy come and breed my boy pussy while my bf was at work this morning. He had me kneel in front of my door naked as he came in and immediately made me suck his cock. Then he dragged me upstairs and threw me onto the bed and fucked me senseless as I begged for his cum. Then he had me clean his cock, he got dressed and left. I'm now at work with his load still deep in me.
  20. today daddy said that he wants me to be more than 300 pounds. Mr sumo and a very sexy beefy bear that reminds me of a caveman took me to a bathhouse. I saw many sexy big guys eating and making love. we got a room for us said the caveman. we go in and he kisses me. I start to feel weak. then he puts me in bed Mr sumo comes in with donuts, brownies, cookies, ice cream and chocolate milk. first we make love then feed you says the caveman. he fucks me slowly and faster and faster. mmm oooh yes yes yes I moan ahhh we both moan as he cums in me. he gets a donut and rubs his dick on it getting some cum on it and feeds it to me. mmm yummy cum donut lol. the sumo gets a brownie and dips it in a bucket. this is a cum brownie. he feeds me the brownie getting some cum on my beard. I'm still wondering how they get so much cum in buckets. they feed me with there hands and there mouths. mmm this feels soooo amazing I wish daddy was here. now I'm full they rub my belly and leave the cum on my beard. I suck Mr sumos cock and get his yummy cum
  21. Tight bottom from south west here looking to meet with older tops for fun been off here for a while anlooking to be broken bin looking to meet out side have me up against a tree with my pants down and your cock in my ass or up for car fun being in the back seat legs sped and my pussy taking a pounding or just up to suck coxk as well Genuine and up for some fun and no load refused I like to me a dom verbal top hope we can chat and meet soon
  22. Hello all, have a bit of a dilemma. I’m a 25 year old guy with a nice size dick and a big ass who always thought he was a submissive bottom. I love to serve men and have older and dominant men use my throat and raw hole purely for their own pleasure. That’s my purpose in the world and I’m very happy with it. Or so I thought. Recently I’ve started seeing some 20/21 year old boys who get my cock hard and turn me into a dominant breeder. I see their cunts and I want to break them in and have them serve me. The problem is, some of my favourite daddies don’t like me using my cock, and want me to give up breeding these twinks to keep my submissive nature in tact. I know where they’re coming from, when I’m being used my cock is hidden away in my jock and all my focus is on my hole. Since breeding these boys I’ve started to feel less like a pure bottom, but every time I have daddy’s cock I never want anything else. What should I do? Give in to what is my innate persona or continue to enjoy breeding these twink pussies, while neglecting my own?
  23. baby you are going to have more daddies. a daddy chub, a daddy sumo, a fat daddy and many more soon. awww thank you daddy. your welcome baby, my sexy cub, my boy , my slut. suck daddys cock now baby. mmm thats hot said the sumo. he came behind me and started fucking me. now both them were fucking me so good. they fucked faster and faster. mmm mmm mmm yes the sumo said. they cummed in both my holes mmm yummy. ok baby here come the other fat guys. one of the guys said ok baby daddy want to see you covered in cum like a glazed donut but there are not many of us here. we are going to take you to a spa or factory i forget what daddy said but its one of those. mr sumo its my babys b day on Saturday i think and i want to something nice, hot, lovely for him. ah ok says mr sumo we could fuck him until his hole get easy to fuck. thats good says daddy but there would have to be more of us to do that to him. we can surprise him at a factory. i think will like what you see said the sumo
  24. *This is an adaptation of a real experience, for the first few entries at least* I'd been in London for about a year and a half, having moved there from Dublin for work. Back home I was well known among the gay community, with lots of friends and older fuck buddies, but London was a completely different animal. There was no happening across someone you knew, spontaneous coffee or pints. No, in London you had to schedule all of your time, and I'd gone from being an excited slutty 23 year old fresh off the plane to an over-worked, under-sexed stressed out 25 and a half year old. What London lacked in friendliness it made up for in debauchery. Growing up in Ireland I had cum so many times to videos of blonde boys being used and abused by dads, muscle bulls and groups, and especially within the confines of those exotic looking saunas. I could smell the cum and sweat from those videos, which sent me into heat and got me to explore more and more of my smooth pink cunt. It was no surprise then that when I first got to London in 2016, the saunas were a first port of call. After a few hit and miss sessions with no particularly good fucks, I decided to give the scene a break and focus on dating and clubs. Fast forward to 2018 and my hole had gone unbred for far too long. I was hungry, and my next meal was going to have to keep me full for a while. I'd heard good things about the Sweatbox sauna in Soho, and seeing that I had just six months to continue availing of their 26 and under free Monday nights, I made it my mission to get there, loose all inhibitions and take and much loads as I could. Back home I had been getting fucked bare as long as I could remember. I was a smart boy, which is why at 18 I skipped classes to go cruising in nearby woodlands and get loaded up against trees. I wanted to reconnect with the slut that I was back then, before I lost my boyish charm. So after work one Monday, and after a quick work out in the gym across the road, I headed in. I was hanging around by the maze area, having just unloaded in a hungry dad who liked sucking my young cock. I've a good dick, but if I had my way it would be kept in a jock or hidden so that mens' focus would be on my hole, which is even better. After a few rounds in a steamroom and another visit to the porn room, I went back to the maze. There was this hot couple there with tattoos and both of them had their tits pierced. One had a beautiful scorpion with its stinger wrapped around his bellybutton. When they flashed their towels I saw their full, heavy, low hanging balls and knew I wanted what was inside them. I I tried to get their attention but they were too focused on this beautiful young muscle stud. I'm not muscular but I am slim and tall and have nice legs, but I was no match for this boy. Defeatedly I made my way to the sling room to lie down and wank about them. I got in and closed my eyes and let the heat and sounds of my surroundings make me hard. About 2 minutes later I open my eyes and they were both there, cocks in hand and door closed. One of them had a tattoo on his cock, which I hadn't seen before, which said "CHARGED UP", an unusual choice I thought. But it was a fat thick cock, darker than the rest of his skin in a way which signalled it as both a warning and a beacon I needed to go to. Both came to either side of the sling and my natural hunger for cock took over. I let them abuse my mouth, and while the Charged Up was deep in my throat, Scorpion made me snort a load of poppers. "2 deep hits either side, slut. Because you'll be getting two deep hits in your cunt." "Thank you daddy." "We'll make you our son, boy. Plant our DNA and it'll take you over." I inhaled deep and felt the cock lodge even deeper in my throat, a solid stream of spit, precum and my own tears rolling down my face and onto my smooth body, giving me a sweaty sheen. I was in heaven, and they knew it. "I've just opened your throat up more than I thought I could, you've got skills, slut. I believe a boy's throat is connected to his hole, so I reckon that boycunt is ripe for using. Raw, no lube". I knew myself that I was starting to gape, the heat of the poppers and sauna matched only with my own heated lust. "I want your seed daddies, I wanna be your boy". Scorpion made his way to my hungry hole. "Fuck man" he said to his partner, "the boy's got a pretty little slit of a cunt here. We're going to have to expand on that". I felt his bare cock slap against my wet hole. Each thud it made caused me to open up a bit more, the weight of the cock demanding entrance to me. I knew he had no condom on but I also knew if anything happened I could get PEP and be safe. I needed this seed, I needed to be nourished with a load. My hole had been barren so long, it needed replenishing. "Please fuck me daddy! My cunt needs it!". I screamed. Scorpion leaned in to me and started to kiss me and I let his tongue in. He pulled out of my mouth and tongued my ear, his cock head pushing against my hole. "You better be ready for my sting", he whispered, before biting my neck and ramming the full length of his cock into me. I wasn't ready for that and I tried to push off but he forced himself even deeper into me as Charged Up shoved his cock back down my throat. By the time Scorpion had bottomed out in me I was begging for his load. He withdrew without cumming and told me I was going to get my two deep hits. Charged Up withdrew from my mouth and picked me up out of the sling. He lay down in it and I was puzzled, thinking they wanted me to fuck him. I was wrong, his poppers wielding partner came up behind me and choked me out, holding the brown bottle under my nose force feeding me more poppers. I was putty in his hands, and he put me on his man's cock and I began to ride it. This time I really was nervous about what might happen. "I've never taken two before", I said. "After this your hole will demand two, for starters", Scorpion said said. With a devilish grin he held my head in place and forced his fist into my mouth. Charged Up, his cock slick with my throat juices, snot and precum, forced himself in alongside him causing me to release a muffled scream which only seemed to turn them on more. "This is what it is to be a good boyslut for your daddies! We're going to make you ours, plant our daddy seed deep in you and watch it grow. You'll turn out just like your fathers, our little Poz baby". I suddenly froze as I realised what their tattoos meant, and what my cock lust had led me to. I was here, in a foreign city, two thick raw poz cocks deep in my cunt. And I loved it, I never felt more alive up to that point. I wanted this life, I wanted their seed and I wanted to be their boy. I felt their thrusts deepen and quicken and their cocks pulse as they began to simultaneously unload in me. "Take it baby, take your daddies' presents! We want our sting to really take hold of your cunt, lodge it deep in your guts". I screamed out as they unloaded in me, so drunk on lust and now poz seed that I can't remember what I said. As they withdrew from my puffy bruised cunt they told me I was their boy now, and that they had marked me as theirs. I was to obey them as all boys obey their fathers. I had solidified my taste, my lust, for daddy meat. Luckily for me, there had been a few men watching over the side, and I could tell they were fans of what they'd seen. My two new fathers looked at me. "It's going to be a long night for you, son, and when we're done that slit of a cunt will be in full bloom."
  25. Here it was. Finally graduating high school. Two weeks prior I had just turned 18. My best friend would be moving up north with his mom because he couldn't stand his father for being gay. Tom tried to be a great dad to Mike but Mike hated gay people. I hid my gay desires from him because he was the only friend I had. Tom was basically a father to me as well since my dad left when I was five. I acted more like a son than Mike did. I even called Tom dad from time to time. It just felt natural. As soon as puberty hit I knew I was gay. I started seeing Tom in a whole other way and he definitely noticed. We had talks about it and the feelings I was having. He told me if I could remain a virgin until graduation he would take my cherry and give me the greatest gift any bottom could receive. Those five years were torture. Now graduation is over and Mike has left town. I'm ready for Daddy's graduation gift.

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