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Palm Springs Getaway With Daddy

“Pick you up in 15 minutes”. It was a text from daddy; the text his boy princess had been waiting for all day. Daddy had surprised him last night by telling him they were going to Palm Springs for a weekend getaway. He had been working long hours to finish a project  so they were both looking forward to quality time together. Daddy told him they would have to make an appearance at a cocktail party for work on Sunday, but the rest of the time was just for themselves. Princess had spent all day packing his bags, though he knew daddy would surprise him with gifts in Palm Springs. Daddy always liked to surprise his princess with gifts and always picked out outfits that made him look his best. 

Daddy and princess enjoyed the drive to Palm Springs and arrived at their clothing-optional resort in the mid-afternoon. As they walked to their room, they both enjoyed looking at the variety of men around the pool. Princess knew that daddy would be showing him off before long and he started to get excited. 

Though they could be naked, daddy enjoyed a slutty thong tanline on his princess. Daddy put on a tight swim brief that made his package stand out, and made princess smile. He then pulled out a small paper bag for princess: the first of many gifts. Princess opened the bag and found a shiny pink thong. He stripped off his clothes and put on the thong. The strap was very skimpy and the suit was designed to show off princesses dick whenever he got hard. Daddy began to rub and lightly spank princesses butt, he knew that would do the trick to make him rock hard. 

Daddy opened the door and they made a stroll around the pool. He loved parading his princess around, especially in a tiny thong. The men all began to smile and wave as they walked past. One of the naked men started to get fully erect. Daddy looked at him and gave him a smile. 

Once seated, daddy began to rub tanning lotion all over his princess. Men continued to stare in their direction and daddy loved every moment of it. Daddy and princess snuggled in lounge chairs, talking and laughing. Daddy would occasionally slide his fingers under princesses thong strap and finger his boy pussy to make him erect. Once princess began to precum, daddy would make him stand up and walk around the pool for all the men to see. 

After a few hours in the sun, daddy whispered in princesses ear, “let’s go shower”. They gathered their belongings and went to the outdoor shower. They began to hug, kiss, and rub each other as the water fell down on them. Daddy grabbed princesses butt cheeks and began to massage them. Then he reached his hands up princesses back to his head and motioned him down. Princess knew exactly what to do. He got on his knees and began to suck on daddy’s rock hard cock. They had been teasing each other all afternoon and both were happy to be playing in the shower. Daddy made princess stand and turn around, facing away from him. He grabbed princesses hips and pulled the shiny pink thong off of his wet body. 

Daddy began pressing his hard cock up against princesses butt. The water continued showering down on them. He looked over and saw two men watching. They were rock hard and stroking. It made daddy even harder. He slapped his hard cock against princesses boy pussy and slowly pushed it inside. Princess began to moan. He had been waiting all day to feel daddy inside of him. He craved daddy’s cum and could not wait to receive a big load. Daddy began slowly grinding in and out of princesses pussy. He kept looking at the men who were watching and the more they jerked, the faster daddy began to fuck his princess. Before long, daddy and the onlookers were stroking and fucking in unison. Princess continued to moan until he couldn’t take it anymore. He began to beg, “Breed me daddy! Give me that load! I need your cum deep inside my pussy”. Daddy couldn’t contain himself, neither could the onlookers. One of the onlookers began to cum, which made daddy do the same. He exploded deep inside his princesses pussy. He let out a loud, deep, manly moan as he exploded, which made princess explode as well.  Daddy turned off the water, walked over to his bag, and pulled out a metal butt plug with a pink jeweled end. He walked over to princess and shoved it inside him, to keep his load inside princess throughout the evening. 

Daddy and princess returned to their room for a little pre-dinner nap. When they awoke, daddy pulled out another bag for his princess. This time it was a larger bag. Inside was a black satin thong bodysuit and bright, tight pink shorts. Daddy told princess to put on the bodysuit and shorts. He also gave princess matching long, pink socks to wear with black high tops. Princess put on the outfit and departed with daddy. 

Daddy paraded his princess around as they walked to dinner. All the men dining outdoors turned and watched as they walked hand in hand. After being seated, daddy began to kiss princesses neck. Then he slowly ran his hand up the bottom of princesses shorts, slipped past the thong, and started to rub his pussy. Princess blushed and tried not to get hard. This continued throughout dinner so much that princess leaked through his bodysuit and shorts. He was embarrassed, but daddy reassured him that it was ok and that he enjoyed seeing how excited he made his princess. 

After dinner, they walked to a nearby gay bar and ordered drinks. Princess was ready to give daddy a taste of his own medicine. He sat on daddy’s lap and began rubbing up against his dick. Princess could feel daddy growing bigger and bigger. He stood up and began rubbing daddy’s bulge. Daddy told princess that he was starting to leak. Princess hated daddy’s cum going to waste, so he lead him to a restroom stall. He got on his knees and pulled out daddy’s dick. The precum was shining on the top of daddy’s perfect dick head. Princess couldn’t resist that sweet daddy cum so he wrapped his lips around it and began to suck. Daddy grabbed the back of princesses head and forced his dick deeper into his mouth. The stall filled with sounds of princess slurping and sucking daddy’s perfect dick as daddy began to cheer on his princess. “That’s it, keep going princess, you’re such a good cocksucker. Get daddies seed. I love seeing my princess on her knees.” Princess kept sucking and looking up at daddy with eager cum hungry eyes. Daddy couldn’t take it anymore and began shooting load after load of thick, creamy cum. Princess swallowed every drop and then pulled daddies dick out and gave him a big smile. Daddy and princess were both surprised when one final shot came out of his dick, right onto princesses pretty face. He put his dick back into his briefs, zipped up his shorts, and helped princess up from the floor. Princess knew daddy would make him wear that shot of cum on his face all night, and that’s exactly what he did. 

Saturday 

Daddy and princess spent the next day in the sun. Showing off to all the men by the pool. When it came time to dress for dinner, daddy had another gift bag for his princess. This time it was a bright red thong, long thin white socks, along with a white crop top that fell right below princesses pecs. Princess looked further for the rest of the outfit, but the bag was empty. He looked at daddy with a confused look. Daddy smiled and pulled out a red, black, and white plaid skirt. Princess smiled and quickly took the skirt from daddy and began to put it on in front of the mirror. Daddy walked over and helped princess zip the skirt. They stood there looking in the mirror. Daddy reached up the skirt and began to caress princesses butt cheeks. 

After a moment, the smile disappeared from princesses face. Daddy asked what was wrong. “I can’t wear this out tonight. What will people think?”  Daddy hugged his princess and reassured him that everything would be ok. His princess was beautiful and daddy wanted to show him off in a pretty, sexy outfit. Princess was reluctant but trusted daddy’s judgement. 

Princess and daddy strolled down the street. Daddy knew princess was nervous, so he kept his arm wrapped around him as they walked. The more they walked, the more princess began to feel comfortable and confident. He felt safe and secure with daddy’s arms around his waist. A feeling that continued throughout dinner. 

After dinner, daddy and princess went out for drinks. At the bar, daddy couldn’t keep his hands off of princesses butt. They stood at the bar and daddy reached up and grabbed one of princesses cheeks.  The motion made the back of the skirt lift and princesses thonged butt was on display for all the men at the bar. Princess got so turned on that he couldn’t contain his erection. The bulge of his thong began to grow more and pop out from under the skirt. He was on full display for all the men. Daddy was enjoying showing off his princess, but his cock was growing hard and he knew princess needed to take care of it. 

Daddy and princess went back to their resort. As they walked by the pool, daddy told princess to strip and get on all fours. Princess did as daddy said. Just as he got on all fours, three men returned to the resort. They looked at princess with his pussy exposed. The men looked over at daddy, he smiled and motioned for them to come over. The men walked over and he told them to rub princesses butt. They gladly reached down and began rubbing princesses butt. One stood up, stripped, and walked over to look princess in the eyes. Princess looked up at the man and his long, hard, cock. The man smiled and princess opened his mouth and began to suck the man. The other two men were still grabbing princesses butt. One of them spread his cheeks and began to bury his face deep inside princesses pussy. The other man stood up next to daddy, both were stroking their cocks as they watched princesses suck and get rimmed. 

Princess continued to suck one man as the rimmer decided to slide his dick deep inside princesses pussy. The two men using princesses holes were high-fiving as princess took both of their dicks. The man who was getting sucked, started to moan. Princess knew he was close to cunning. Daddy told the man to shoot his load down princesses throat, and the man did exactly as he said. Seeing that made the man fucking princess explode deep in his pussy. Daddy and the third man had been jerking the entire time. They shot their loads on princesses pussy and daddy pushed the loads inside princess with his dick. The men all smiled and thanked daddy and princess. Princess was wore out, so daddy took him back to the room and cuddled until they fell asleep. 

Sunday

Princess was so happy from everything daddy had been doing all weekend, that he decided to bring daddy breakfast in bed the the next morning. As daddy ate, princess kept busy by sucking daddy’s morning load. Princess also arranged a couples massage so they could both relax before the cocktail party they had to attend with daddy’s boss. 

When it came time to get ready for the party, daddy had one final outfit surprise for princess. Since it was a work event, he assumed it would be a new suit. Daddy pulled out a large box. Princess opened and saw something completely unexpected, a black gown and a tiny black thong. Princess looked at daddy, who had a mischievous grin on his face. Princess though this must be a joke, but before he could say anything, daddy told him to put on the outfit. 

“Daddy, no! I can’t.”  It was one thing to go out to dinner and drinks in a tiny skirt around complete strangers, but tonight would be around daddy’s boss and coworkers and their wives. “Calm down princess” daddy said. “You’re safe with me. I wouldn’t do anything that is going to hurt you in any way.” 

Princess believed daddy, but was still scared. Daddy had never pushed him this far and it was all happening so fast in one weekend. He was loving all of the outfits and loved how sexy and feminine daddy made him feel. But he was scared that daddy might jeopardize his job. He was also worried about how everyone at the party would react. How would they treat this boy princess?  Until now it had always been an aspect of their lives that he and daddy had kept to themselves and random strangers they encountered while living out fantasies on vacation. 

Daddy hugged princess and told him to put on the thong and gown. He reminded princess they hadn’t packed anything else that would be suitable for the party and there was no time to shop. Reluctantly princess put on the thong and then slipped the gown over his head. The spaghetti straps fell into place on princesses shoulders and he looked in the mirror at the deep v-neck body attached to a long, flowing, black mesh bottom. Daddy walked up behind him and wrapped a diamond necklace around his neck. He followed it up a matching diamond bracelet and a pair of glossy black high heels. 

Daddy put out his arm to escort princess to the party. As they walked through their resort, princess began to feel nervous, but daddy continued to ease the nerves by gently hugging him and grabbing his butt. Those gentle butt rubs always put princess at ease. 

As they walked out of the resort, princess was surprised to see that daddy had arranged a limousine to transport them to the party. The driver was smiling and waiting at the car door. He opened the door and held out his hand to help princess into the car. Daddy followed and they were on their way to the party. It felt like a true fairy tale to princess. 

When they arrived at the party, daddy gave princess a hug and kiss as final encouragement. He told princess how beautiful, sexy, and amazing he was, and not to worry. They walked into the party, heads turned and everyone got quiet. Daddy’s boss walked over and shook his hand and then extended the same greeting to princess. “How do you do?” He asked. Princess replied and looked around and noticed everyone had gone back to talking and enjoying the party. 

The next few hours consisted of daddy talking with his coworkers as princess made small talk with their wives. After a few drinks, one of daddy’s coworkers says to him “Your partner looks a hell of a lot better in that dress than all our wives!”  Daddy told his coworker that he picked out the dress specifically because of the slits on the side; it gave daddy easy access to princesses boypussy.  He told the men all about the previous night and how good his pussyboy princess is at pleasing men. 

Daddy could tell the men were intrigued, so he motioned to princess to come over and join them. Princess walked over and daddy began to rub his hands up his dress and start teasing his pussy. The men watched as princess began to get hard. They had never seen a dynamic like this before. Daddy suggested they all retire to his bosses den for a while. 

In the den, daddy helped princess take off his gown. He was left standing in front of the men in only a thong, jewels, and heels. The men begin to loosen their shirts and pants. Daddy licked his finger and shoved it up princesses pussy as the men all watched. They were completely fixated by the slutty princess in front of them. 

Princess drops to his knees in front of daddy, unzips his pants, and pulls out daddys hard dick. All the men watch as princess begins to suck daddy. The men get hard and begin stripping off their clothes. As princess sucked daddy more, the men started stroking their dicks. Princess looks at the half-dozen men watching him serve his daddy. Daddy smiles at princess and motions for him to go please the men. He crawled over to the line of men and began sucking them one by one. Daddy says “if you think his mouth is amazing, wait until you try the pussy.”  

One of daddy’s coworkers walks over and begins to finger princesses pussy. He says he’s never felt anything like it before. It feels amazing. Princess moans as he fingers more and more. The man can’t stand it any longer and slowly starts to slide his hard cock into the boypussy. His eyes begin to roll in ecstasy. The other men watch and eagerly line up for their chance to try this new, sexual delicacy. Princess boypussy is so new to them, and most of their wives won’t have sex with them, so they don’t last long. One by one, they blow their loads into princesses pussy. His pussy gets so filled with cum that it starts to leak out. Daddy takes this as his cue to bust the final load deep inside his princess. The men all cheer him on as he destroys princesses pussy with his cock. Princess is moaning so loudly that the mens wives knock on the door to make sure everything is ok. The men tell them to go away, as they quickly turn back to the boypussy breeding happening in front of them. 

After daddy shoots his load, he helps princess get dressed again. The other men dress as well and all rejoin their wives at the party. At the end of the night, daddy’s boss walks princess and daddy to the door. He tells daddy that he’s impressed with how bold daddy is and that any man that bold is one he wants to work closer with. He tells daddy to take a few extra days off to spoil princess and then come back to work, in a new position. Daddy just earned himself a big promotion, with the help of his princess. 

As they walk to the car, daddy wraps his arms around his princess and thanks him for trusting him. Princess thanks daddy for the amazing time they have had in Palm Springs, and for daddy’s help in making him feel like the sexy princess he’s always wanted to be.

Sup im Ray, I’m a verse guy, 6’ , 195lbs muscular guy, Olive tan skin, and slight body hair. I keep my hole smooth, and a trimmed bush for my cut cock. A traditional twink on his way to being a jock. I have a buzz cut fade to keep my look simple. I just started my new job as a security guard in a deli, and of course I spend my day oogling at the many Brazilians guys who come into the store, their sweet thick pink lips, or perky round asses, that just swish and jiggle so slightly when they walk. Or the white boys with fat asses who just know how submissive they can be, I just think about stripping in public, slapping white boy ass til it’s red and he’s begging me to fuck him already, they never realize my dick is thick and always hurts on the way in. The black guys usually are harder to tell, you have to have a keen eye for the DL ones, who wear clothes a little too tight that show off big muscular butts that just command the attention of a man. And strong large biceps that should be kissed and worshipped until he uses them to push your head deep down on his cock. By the end of my days at work I’m riled up, and I usually go home to jerk off, or if I’m especially revved up I’ll go onto Grindr. This is where I met my DL high school boy.

The boy, who I just call Puto, is 18 and in his last year of high school, he lives across the street from the store I work at, and before I knew he was gay I thought he was cute. In the way that twinks can be, he is thin and slim and would be fun to force a deep thoat on, or just pick up while thrusting in him. Puto is light skinned Latino, slim build with clear abs and decent butt however no other muscles to make now of, he has pink lips, the bottom is thick and great for sucking on as I soon find out, and the top is thinner, his smile is cute and  makes his face brighten, with an attractive gap in his upper teeth. Puto is 5’8” and 135lbs, he has a small bulge even though he’s a grower to 5.5” uncut and thick enough to enjoy.

Puto always came to the store with his dad Papi, Puto and Papi would shop for food and whatever else and we’re generally in and out shoppers, we never spoke, until the day I saw his Grindr profile.

DL, 18, high school, on here for friends or chat.

I recognize his gorgeous dark brown hair, because he has beautiful curls (which are good to grab onto while pound his small bubble butt)

“Hey don’t I know you from the deli? I work security there it’s at the intersection of Main Street and side street”  

He didn’t respond to me but blocked me, and that told me everything I needed to know. The next day at work, I saw Puto, i got a chance alone with him away from any nosy customers or coworkers, and I said to him if you want to stay DL then you’ll meet me 2 blocks from the deli after closing time. He had a look in his eyes that was both embarrassed and anxious, but something told me he didn’t understand the situation fully. In the dark of night Puto and I begin discussing what our new arrangement would be. I told him I need a blowjob during my lunch break, and to have my ass ate whenever I told him to. He said he was a virgin and didn’t want to lose it this way. I ignored him and just told him to do as I say. Thinking it was over and he could wait until the next day he turned to leave, I slapped his ass, and he immediately froze and turned almost in anger before I started feeling for the warmest spot on bubble butt. The cheeks felt amazing, small to eye but more than a handful, soft and squishy yet muscle. I kept my hand on his ass and put another hand on his other cheek. As I felt his ass, his facial features relaxed as anger turned to shock and then pleasure. I continued to fondle his ass cheeks and moved closer to him, we were both stiffening up. I moved my left hand toward his thighs and cock, rubbing them, squeezing his thighs, as my left hand started to feel the warmth of his hole. He let out a slight gasp as I touched his hole, and a moan as I rubbed his cock. Under the moonlight and trees of suburbia we were beginning to find pleasure. He pushed his ass back a little to feel my cock with it, “for a virgin you’re sure ready to put a cock between those cheeks” I said, he said nothing and continued to rub my dick with his ass. I began to smell his hair, faintly of coconut, lavender, cocoa, and his own pheromones. I started kissing his ears, sucking on them, sliding my tongue into those crevices and sucking on the lobe, soft little love bites on the cartilage. Clearly this kind of pleasure was unknown to him because he immediately arched his back and pushed harder into my precum leaking cock. I lost balance and had to lean on the tree. I continued and move down towards Putos mouth, he may have been a virgin but he knew how to kiss. We slid tongue on tongue, sucking, licking, biting. This lasted for 15 minutes before he turned around so we could make out in an easier position. Now we’re grinding dick to dick, I can feel my shorts are wet with both of our Precum, and I have a better feel for his ass. I use spit as lube and begin probing his hole, slowly rubbing it and poking it again and again. I want him to open up to be, after 5 minutes of fondling his hole I can tell it’s loosening up and just as I get a finger tip inside, he gasps. HE IS A VIRGIN! I didn’t believe at first because most virgins on Grindr have lost their virginity 5 other times that year. But he was a proper virgin so I pulled my finger out and told him it was time to perform his first blowjob. 69 style. I tell him to lay down on his back with mouth wide open. I pull my 6” dick out and tell him to lick it and get it slobberingly wet, then to start sucking,  NO HANDS. That keeps him busy as I start on my new virgin slave. I kiss and lick his thighs, even sucking his stiff cock a little, but not wanting him to release yet I lift his legs and get at the real prize. It smells like Dove soap and slight pheromones, I can’t help but to dig in, tonguing his hole, licking his, spitting on it, I can tell this is pleasuring him well because he swallows an extra inch of my cock, the extra inch hed been struggling on for a while. As I eating his ass I begin thrusting. His gags make me harder. His mouth is full of precum, saliva slobber, my dick is in heaven. I stroke and hit the back of his throat, I pull back, stroke again, once more, and again. This rhythmic thrusting is opening his throat until I tilt his head up to have a straight line from lips to throat. Now I’m going balls deep into this niggas throat. He slaps my legs and try’s to free himself, but I don’t care what he wants, he made the mistake and being bad at DL, he tries to squeeze my cock with his teeth but a swift punch in the arm fixed that. I can feel my cock involuntarily twitching with each rapid thrust, the more he struggles for air the closer I’m getting! Hey faggot I’m coming! I shoot down his throat straight to his belly. I leave myself implanted in him for a few seconds to make sure everything went down. My cock twitches a couple more times and soon I’m shrinking. I pull out and rub my spent cock on his face. Marking my territory. With slobber, tears, and snot all over he looks like a hot mess. I softly slap his face and let him know that this will happen again. “Go home jerk off and think about how you got the privilege to swallow my cock, and with my nut in you, you’ll think about this for a long time. I’ll see you around my special Puto faggot”

Jhon is not my real son but if I had one it would be him. He is one of the sexiest guys I have ever met and being black with a nine cock isn’t bad either. If you’re lucky enough to receive a blowjob from him, the experience is so mind blowing it is well earth shattering. He has the oral talent to make a guy come  in less than five minutes. He was never into sucking a guy off but after experiencing his inate talent first hand it is something very memorable and I told him he was a great cocksucker.

I have a average eight inch cock and love getting sucked off, even more than fucking his  incredibly tight ass where his talented anal muscles milk the cum out of a my balls everytime. Likewise I love to suck a guy’s cock and the reward from his balls is a huge amount of thick white cum. He has told me he has to jack off at least five times a day. What a waste of  great tasting cum instead of feeding a willing and hungry mouth.

Jhon is attracted to ” straight guys” with huge thick cocks which after fucking his ass he lets them enjoy a great blowjob. Not one of his men leaves the house without him getting two loads of cum from their balls. At first, he wasn’t into swallowing a guy’s load but over time he has developed a liking for the fresh ball juice. 

I told him many time, to make a guy come back for more is to cement the experience with a great blowjob and show the guy all the respect he deserves by swallowing his load of cum, sucking a guy off and after he shoots running to the bathroom to spit it into the sink just isn’t right. I remember my first blowjob from him had me filling his eager mouth in less than five minutes.I’m a big cummer and can easily fill a guy’s mouth at least four times, where he has no choice but swallow. My huge load of cum surprised him at first but overtime he developed a thirst for my cum and is able to take it all.

I remember when he had sex with his brother and always took his brother’s 10 inch cock up his ass. I had told his brother that he was missing out on a great blowjob from his brother so the next time sure enough John came down and said he finally did it. I said , what did you finally do. He smiled and rubbed his belly and said he had sucked off his brother and swallowed the entire load. He said he had got lost in the moment and it just happened.

When I got a chance to talk to his brother ,I asked him what he thought about his brother sucking him off and he said it was one of the best blowjobs he had ever received. I know it was true cause one time Jhon had picked his brother up from work and when they arrived his brother ran upstairs without saying a word and Jhon was right behind him and after five minutes Jhon came down and showed me his mouth filled with his brother’s thick cum which by the way he shared with me. Now his brother comes to the house not only for his ass but his mouth too. But for the past year he has suffered what I would call  a chemical inbalance. Luckily for him and for all of of us who love having sex with him his treatment is working and now has returned  as the person I once knew in every sense of the word.

He is even back to doing what he does best seducing straight guys so they become his slave  and are at his beckoned call. Even I get to enjoy the guys he seduces. The last guy is married and has a wife and kid.He has been coming to the house to have sex with Jhon for years now and I recently got to suck him off personally…but next time I will tell you what happened with him, it was a resl surprise to me and to him.

After a long hard year of work, I decided to treat myself to a few nights in London. This would be my first solo trip and I was very much looking forward to the alone time. Being able to do exactly as I wanted and when I wanted. I decided on London because there was a show I wanted to see, I booked the theatre tickets and booked a hotel and coach around those dates. I decided two nights would be plenty if it was just me.

I went for an early coach to make the most of the time in London. My sister dropped myself off at the coach station half an hour before my allotted time. It was half two in the morning and the station was fairly deserted, expect the coach and a handle of passengers. It was the middle of a hot summer and therefore the air still felt warm but with a gentle welcome breeze. I was travelling light and was therefore able to board the coach almost immediately. I choose a random seat about halfway down the aisle on the right. The coach seemed fairly new and clean with plush seats and plug sockets for charging devices. I sat next to the window, placed my bag on the next to me knowing that it was quiet, and looked out at the dimly lit station. I was a mixture of anxious and exited for this trip. It wasn’t long and we were away.

I do not know if it was the vibrations of the coach, the fact that I was alone and bored or even the thought of a hotel bed to myself but after an hour I had a semi hard on. I wasn’t brave enough to ‘sort myself out’ there and then but the thought of doing so was spinning my head. I took out my book and air pods in desperate attempts to distract myself, at least until I reached the hotel.

The coach stayed fairly empty for a while, and I even managed to sleep for a bit too. But when we reached Heathrow (the final stop before London Victoria) that changed as the coach filled up. I had already moved my bag as not to seem rude, but I was not overly joyed about sitting next to a stranger. I avoided eye contact as the passengers passed me to find a seat but sure enough, I soon felt someone seat next to me. I looked over and was pleased to see a handsome taller man had chosen the seat. He was at least six foot, tan, groomed beard and a had a sexy dad bod. I would guess mid thirties at the oldest.

I, myself, was twenty three at the time. I was five foot nine with an average body size and no facial hair. I have been told I am cute or handsome by others but that would be perspective, I guess.

I checked the man out whilst he settled himself next to me, but looked away when he noticed me staring. He placed his sports bag on his lap and looked out into the aisle. We didn’t speak and the coach was now working towards the next stop, my stop.

It was still early enough and therefore dark outside the windows, which left little to look at. The guy to me seemed to be bored and was looking around a lot. I noticed he looked me over a fair few times, but I didn’t think much of it. “I like your badge” he suddenly said in a deep northern accent.

I was shocked by the sudden engagement and could only muster, “excuse me?” with a puzzled look on my face. He chuckled and pointed at the pride flag badge I had on the strap of my messenger bag whilst repeating his previous comment.

“Oh, thank you, my friend bought it for me” I smiled back.

“So, you’re gay?”.

“I am” I answered, not really sure where this would go.

“That’s cool” he replied. But he then looked away, finishing the conversation.

About ten minutes passed before anything else happened. The man began to move around in his seat a little, as if uncomfortable. I just remained as I was, but looking over slightly to see what he was doing. He was dressed in sports gear, a navy t shirt, trainers, and thin black shorts. He moved his bag up a little and I noticed an impressive bulge. His shorts had gathered around his manhood as he shuffled around. I couldn’t help but look closer, covering my face with face somewhat to hide my gaze. But as I was looking, I heard a soft chuckle. He was looking at me, looking at him. Mortified I looked away, refusing to look back.

I heard some more shuffling of his bag and then felt a warm hold of my left hand. He had soft but strong hands; I couldn’t look and was very confused. My heart was thumbing, what was he going to do? He pulled my hand across and placed it on his thigh. I felt the warm skin, he must have pulled his shorts up slightly.

I had to look, not only had he exposed his thigh for my touch but had fully exposed his cock. His bag was hiding it from the other passengers, most of whom were asleep anyways. He was very impressive, at least eight inches of pure thick man. My mouth watered as I whispered in shock, “what do you think you’re doing?”.

 He looked at me with a dirty grin, pulled himself closer and whispered in my ear, “take hold, now”. I was so turned on by his forwardness. I felt like I couldn’t say ‘no’, not that I wanted to. My hand stayed on his thigh at first but soon slowly moved upwards. I wrapped my hand around his hard, hot cock. He let out a little moan before continuing, “jerk him off”.

I moved up and down slowly, pulling his foreskin down and exposing his pink bell end. He must have been very turned on too, as he was already wet with precum. I was also very hard, my own cock pressing against my blue jeans just as excited and confused as I was.

I looked down to take in the gravity of the public handjob, but with his left hand he pushed my chin up and breathed “just look at me”. He looked straight at me and I him as I stroked him. He didn’t break eye contact, and I was feeling very flushed. My cheeks must have been bright red with the thrill, forehead heated.

I ran my fingers over his head and down his shaft before grabbing his swollen balls. Even they were well trimmed and tasty looking. As we went on his cock was pulsing, clearly reaching his climax. I once again ran my finger over his forehead, feeling the wetness of his precum.

He closed his eyes but stayed looking at me. Just then the assistant driver walked up the aisle, “folks we are approaching Victoria”. He jumped covered himself before he was seen. When the assistant passed, he looked at me and laughed lightly. Looking at him, I licked the finger now covered in precum.

“God, you’re hot, you are staying London?” he asked as he straightened himself up. “Yeah”.

“How about we finish this tonight?” he wrote his number on the back of my hand.

As the coach pulled up, all I could manage in the moment was “yes, please”.

“Good boy, give me a message”.

Earth-Present Day-Farm

Sam and Jackie lived miles out from society on a small farm raising cattle. Sam was in the middle of milking the last cow of the day. 

Jackie: Sam! Sam where are you?

Sam: In the barn!

Jackie: Don’t be long. Your dinners ready.

Sam: Ok babe I’ll be along now.

As Sam left the barn he was met with a streak of light that zoomed over head and stopped just above his house.

Sam: what the….

Suddenly he saw a beam come down and lift up his house in one go. His wife Jackie yelled inside.

Sam: Jackie! No Jackie!

The beam lifted the house causing little signs of strain to show on the beam. This was the chance Sam had.

He headed back into the barn and was about to get his military issued homing launcher when the barn shook violently tossing Sam into a bale of hay.

Then there was silence.

Sam lunged out of the hay and make his way albeit wobbly to the barn door.

As soon as he opened it he wished he had not for ahead of him was not his lush fields of corn or the row of trees or even the starry night sky. What there was was a bright light that seemed to expand and retract.

Sam: what the….

Sam walked on into the light. It felt strange as if somehow every step he took was removing a piece of clothing from him. He almost giggled just thinking what a stupid suggestion until he looked down and his giggling stopped.

Before he was clad in brown overalls, a green checked shirt, a beer slogan cap and a pair of work boots. Now he was naked…totally naked.

Sam recoiled in horror. What was this?

The light got less bright until Sam could see he was in a metallic chamber. There was a table and chains and round the walls there were laminated looking windows. Like being in a prison interview room only this definitely was not that.

Sam then saw that behind one of these windows was his wife Jackie only she was naked but seemed asleep on the table.

Sam: Jackie! It’s me Sam. Jackie!

Jackie didn’t stir. She was alive as she turned to look in his direction but for some reason she couldn’t see him.

Sam: Over here babe! I’m here!

Still Jackie didn’t seemed to notice him or hear him for that matter.

Sam came to the conclusion that she couldn’t see him or hear him but that he could see her.

Sam then noticed other naked people behind the windows. Some looked at him and we’re trying to communicate and others looked lost. Then a voice rang out. It was a slithering voice that echoed.

Voice: We are Gunsa and we will begin the probing.

That was all that was said.

It seemed all the naked people heard it as some put their hands up and wailed, others sank to the floor. Sam saw Jackie kneel to the floor in despair.

As if by magic an orange glowing circle appeared in the floor of each room.

A multitude of different aliens appeared. Some were white others blue, red, green, pink and so on. Each had six arms, legs and heads and between each set of legs were long, drooling extremities that slithered here ande see there. They held six whirring probes which had different heads on each and seemed to vibrate with vigour.

TO BE CONTINUED… 

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I slowly awakened, unsure of where I was. The room was not one I’d ever awakened in before, and it took a minute to figure out where I was. The floor to ceiling windows looking out over the city revealed the first light of dawn. I felt someone’s arms around me, and I was pulled back against the chest of someone bigger than me. As I felt something poking my ass, I simultaneously realized I was in bed with a man, who had apparently cuddled me while I slept, and I remembered that it was Bobby’s loft and bed I was in. I had fallen asleep after we had sex and inadvertently spent the night.

Those thoughts were drifting around my brain as I regained consciousness, until one stuck: WE HAD SEX! BOBBY HAD FUCKED ME! The soreness in my ass was a reminder of the activities of the previous evening. He had seduced me, I had lowered my defenses, and he had fucked me. I didn’t know what, or even how, to think about or process that fact. I’m a straight guy. I seduced and fuck girls. I don’t get fucked.

I slowly lifted Bobby’s arm off of my torso, and began easing myself up, trying not to wake him. The only thought I had was needing to get out of his apartment. I was finally able to get out of his embrace and off the bed, only to realize once I was up that I didn’t have any clothes, other than the jockstrap I’d worn to his place. I was in the apartment of a man I met yesterday, with no clothes, no wallet, no phone, and no way home. FUCK!

I walked over to the window, trying to stop freaking out and think through this problem. I must have gotten lost in my thoughts, or the view, or my fears, because I never heard Bobby wake up or walk up behind me. Suddenly I felt his hands and arms go around my waist and he walked up and hugged me from behind. I jumped as I felt his breath on my ear as he growled, “I just love waking up to the sight of a naked white boy in my apartment! I could get used to having this view every day!”

I pushed back from the window, pushing Bobby back from me and turned to look at him as I backed away from him. I was once again taken with how muscular and powerful he was. “Bobby,” I said, “I don’t know why I gave in last night, but I’m not gay, man! I can’t do that again.”

He smiled as he said, “You gave in because you white boys can’t resist a powerful black man, especially one that wants you as much as I do. You didn’t stand a chance against my charms, baby!” It seemed like he was joking as he said that, to lighten the mood, but there was a part of me that wondered if he was really joking at all. I mean, it had not taken him very much effort at all to get me in his bed, much less to open my legs for him and let him fuck me. He had given me the opportunity to say no, and I didn’t say no.

“I just need to get back to the frat, man,” I said, hoping he would take me back or get me a ride soon.

“I’ll take you,” he said. “Let’s just get cleaned up and then I’ll take you back to the frat house.” I realized I did get sweaty last night and probably could use a shower.

“Where should I shower?” I asked.

“Come in here in this bathroom,” was his reply as he was walking toward the ensuite bath. I followed him in and watched as he started the water and warmed it you. “You can go first,” he said after the water adjusted. I stepped in and closed the glass door, aware that I was naked in his shower and he was watching me. He then opened the shower door and said, “On second thought, let’s not waste water, we can shower together.”

He was blocking the door, so I couldn’t get out, and was already wet, so I stepped back to make room for him. He stepped under the water, to wet himself as he simultaneously pulled me to him into a hug. “I love showering with little white boys almost as much as I love fucking them!” He said in my ear as he hugged me to himself. He slid his hands over my back, and down to my ass, into my crack, and pressed a finger into my hole. As much as I wanted to get out of there, I couldn’t deny that this felt nice, and he was getting me turned on again. My cock gave me away, and he smiled as he said, “Looks like I’m not the only one into this!”

One of his hands cupped my chin and pulled my face up to look at him as he bent down to kiss me. Almost immediately, we were making out, passionately back where we left off last night. I couldn’t believe how turned on I was, and the voice in my brain that was telling me to get out was getting softer. The finger that he had in my hole was joined by another as he gently opened me up again. He then stepped back and sat down on a seat he had in the shower, pulling me to straddle his legs and into his lap. He took his fingers from my ass, grabbed his cock and aligned it with my hole. While looking in my eyes, he said, “Sit on it.”

I lowered myself, feeling the head of his cock breach my sore hole and begin its descent into my core. As I moved lower and lower, the feeling of fullness returned, as well as the pleasure of last night. His cock was moving against my prostate, and already waves of pleasure were radiating through me as he moved in. Once I was fully seated in his lap, fully impaled on his cock, he kissed me passionately for a minute, allowing me to relax on him. When he broke the kiss, he again looked into my eyes, and said, “Now fuck yourself, white boy. Bounce on my cock and show me how much you love getting my big black cock in your hole!”

I began moving up and down on his shaft, the pleasure washing over me again and again. The fear of just a few moment ago, the need to leave and the stigma of having been fucked, were all gone. I was lost in the pleasure of his cock in my ass. The noises I made as I groaned and grunted through the fuck were bouncing off the tile walls of his shower as I fucked myself on his shaft.

After about 5 minutes, he pulled me into a kiss again, pulling my chest up against his, and putting his hands under my ass. “Wrap your legs around me!” he instructed, and after I obeyed he stood up with me clinging to him, a young jock white boy impaled on the impressive cock of an equally impressive black man. I was overcome with pleasure, and awed by his show of strength as he stood and continued fucking me standing up. I know that I was new to the pleasure of sex with a man, but in that moment, I couldn’t imagine a more erotic experience than to be held by a bigger man while he fucked me standing up. The pleasure and the display of raw power combined to bring me to orgasm, and for the second time in my life (and less than 24 hours), I came without touching my dick. I clung to him as the orgasm washed over me, shooting my load on both of our chests as he continued raising and lowering me on his cock.

“Baby,” he said softly in my ear as I clung to him, “You can protest all you want, but your little jock white ass was made to get fucked by my cock.” I couldn’t disagree with him.

He held me like that for another minute before setting me down. He turned me around then, placing his hand on my back and bending me forward before pressing back into me. He then set about pounding me hard, fucking me for all he was worth, for about 2 minutes before groaning out his own orgasm, his cock buried balls deep in my ass. After his spasms finished he stood me up, still impaled on his cock, and wrapped his arms around my chest, just holding me to him until his softening cock slipped out. He then grabbed the soap, and began washing me.

We washed each other, stopping occasionally to make out, and finally finished our shower. I know for a fact that we didn’t save ANY water by showering together! He stepped out first, and grabbed us each a towel, and we dried off. It was a remarkable moment for me. I didn’t feel the need to rush out like I had earlier, and I loved feeling so comfortable being naked with this sexy man. Finally, I realized that I didn’t have any clothes to put on after I was dry.

Bobby saw the look on my face and said, “Don’t worry. My nephew comes and stays with me sometimes, and he’s about your size. He leaves his clothes here, and we can find something to fit you so I can take you home.”

“Besides,” Bobby said as he looked at the clock in the bedroom, “I need to get you back. They told us yesterday to tell you that you need to check in with your big brother by 10:00 this morning, and it’s already 9:15.”

Bobby grabbed me some clothes, and we both dressed. Within 5 minutes we were back in his car, headed to campus. He pulled up to the back of the frat house, the same place where the evening before he had carried me to his car, and parked. He reached over to my face, pulling me to him, and kissed me. “Last night was great!” he said, handing me a card. “This is my number. Call me when you’re ready for a repeat!” I smiled back. He then handed me another piece of paper. “Give this to your big brother. You have to give him this in order to pass this last hazing assignment.” I glanced down at the paper, on which was printed a short survey asking about how the date went. Bobby had checked “Excellent” as the answer to every question.

I smiled again, thanked him, and opened the car door, stepping out into the morning air. I realized that my world had changed in the course of the previous evening, and then again this morning. I wondered what the other pledges would think if they knew what had happened to me over the past evening. I wondered if any of them had gotten fucked by their dates. I thought about how I would answer Brock’s questions as I went to check-in with my big brother. Thankfully, the house was pretty quiet. I made my way up to Brock’s room. His door was already propped open, and when he saw me standing at the door, he smiled and said, “Coming to check-in?” while motioning me to enter the room.

“Yep,” I replied. “I was told to give you this, too.” I handed Brock the survey.

“Thanks,” he said, taking it from my hand. “Ah, all excellents! Very good!” Brock stepped behind me and shut the door to his room. “So,” he began, “how was it?”

“It was fun,” I answered vaguely. “Bobby was nice, and we had a nice dinner and conversation.” My intention was to leave the details there, but Bobby’s next statement forced my hand.

“The guys who bid on you were told that they were only to mark “excellent” on the survey if they were able to seduce you. So, my real question is, how was it getting fucked?”

I decided to try to defend my honor first. “What makes you think I got fucked?” I asked.

Brock busted out laughing. “Bobby carried you out on his shoulder. If there was sex, which the survey indicates there was, then that big muscular black man fucked you. There’s no way you fucked him!” He laughed again.

The color drained from my face as I realized that my secret wasn’t a secret after all. Brock laughed again, but I realized it wasn’t a mocking laugh. “Don’t worry,” he said, “I’m not going to tell anyone else. I’m your big brother, and your secret is safe with me. So, again, how did you like getting fucked?”

Realizing that I had nothing to hide, I admitted that while I was freaked out about it, I had enjoyed the actual experience. Brock smiled, then said, “I knew you would. That’s why I recommended you to Bobby when he was bidding.”

I thought about his words for a moment, before I realized that must have meant that Brock knew Bobby before yesterday. “Do you know Bobby?” I asked, confused.

“Well,” Brock said, smiling mischeviously, “I was a freshman once too, going through hazing to get into the frat, just like you. My big brother recommended that Bobby bid on me…” He trailed off as a look of understanding came across my face. Bobby had bid on him, and taken him on a date, and then fucked him too! Brock understood better than anyone what I had felt and was feeling! As strange as it seems, I suddenly felt much closer to Brock, and looked up to him like a real brother.

Brock finished his story by telling me that he and Bobby still get together from time to time, and even have others join them in group play, and I was welcome to come with him sometimes, and he and I could get tag-teamed by Bobby and some of his friends. I had to admit, that sounded like a lot of fun!

To be continued…

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“What… What have I done?” The priest said to himself breathlessly, trying his best not to hyperventilate. The priest looked up pleadingly, his body shaking uncontrollably, at the crucifix at the center of the church. The priest knew there would be no answer though. He believed joining the church and vowing celibacy would have strengthened his faith and rid him of his temptations. The priest truly believed that his faith would help him overcome his great shame, and he would find his salvation doing God’s work.

The priest looked over at the closed door of the confessional, where the lifeless husk of a body of a young man with angelic beauty lay. “It wasn’t real,” the priest thought desperately to himself “it must have been a hallucination, brought on by the heat or exhaustion. Yes… that must be it. I should head to Dr. Burns and ask him for advice.”

The priest picked himself up of the church floor with renewed hope that everything would be fine, doing his best to ignore the growing urge to feed once more. As he made his way out of the church, the priest eyed the confessional booth, fighting the truth of the sin inside it.

The priest entered the Dr. Burns’ reception area, but saw no one at the front desk. The priest made his way towards the office, when he heard the booming voice of the doctor call to him from the hallway. “Father! What brings you to my humble office today? I hope all is well.” The priest replied “Unfortunately, I’m not doing so well. I’ve had violent hallucinations that I believe are due to the heat.” The doctor eyed the priest suspiciously, not quite sure if he was being serious or not. To the doctor’s eyes the priest seemed perfectly fine, better than fine actually. The priest had always been attractive to the doctor, but today he seemed absolutely beautiful. The doctor could feel his pulse quicken and his palms begin to sweat. Even as infatuated as the doctor was with the priest, something felt off. “Well, we better run some tests and see what’s wrong,” the doctor said leading the priest into his office “tell me everything”.

As the priest sat in the office explaining the ordeal of the passed 24 hours, the doctor listened intently. The priest, though, felt uncomfortable. The priest never quite felt comfortable around Dr. Burns. The priest always told himself that it was because the doctor didn’t share his faith, but deep down he knew it was the way the doctor made the priest’s cock twitch.

Once the priest finished his story, Dr. Burns got up and told him he was going to get the nurse to run a blood test and would look into getting the priest an appointment for an MRI at the local hospital. The priest thanked Dr. Burns as he left the room. Once alone the priest whispered a short prayer to himself “Dear Lord, please let this all be in my head.” The priest was on the verge of tears, finally beginning to believe that this may have all just been a hallucination.

“Feed.” It was faint and came from deep within, but that monstrous voice was unmistakable. “No, please… no more,” the priest cried “I can’t.” the priest knew though he would not be able to fight the thing inside him much longer. Just then, the doctor walked in with the nurse and said “Father, it’s time for your blood test.” As Dr. Burns put a hand on the priest’s shoulder, the priest turned looking up at the doctor’s deep blue eye. For a moment Dr. Burns saw an inhuman look in the priest’s eyes, then he was overwhelmed with lust.

Dr. Burns bent and kissed the priest. The priest getting up from his seat, pushes the doctor onto the floor. The nurse standing behind the doctor, looked up from his files, shocked, only to be pulled in to a deep kiss by the priest. While the priest and the nurse kissed, the doctor pulled down the priests pants and the nurse’s scrubs, freeing both cocks. The doctor sucked on the cocks, alternating between them. The nurse moaned loudly as the priest tweaked his sensitive nipples and Dr. Burns slurped on his now fully erect cock. The priest helped Dr. Burns to his feet and bent over the doctor’s desk. “Get your tongue in my hole!” the nurse sat himself on the ground below the priest, and slurped down licked his balls while the doctor began to rim the priest. Dr. Burns, so lost in his lust filled trance, didn’t even notice the slime now oozing out of the priest’s hole. The doctor rimmed the priest passionately, getting his tongue deep into the priest’s throbbing hole. “I’m ready to be fucked” the priest moaned.

Dr. Burns and the nurse share a glance and a grin before laying across from each other, their cocks touching, pointing upward. The priest, looking down and realizing their intention, grinned back at them. The priest positioned his hole above the two cocks, leaking the slime on top of the hard cocks. The priest pressed both cocks to his hole and moaned loudly as the pressed their way into him. The moans of pleasure resonated from deep inside the priest as he felt his hole stretching to accommodate the two hard cocks.

After a couple of minutes of getting used to the stretch, the priest began to ride the nurse and doctor much more easily. The priest continued to get fucked ferociously until bot the doctor and the nurse were moaning loudly. The louder they moaned, the greater the urge to feed and the more vigorously he rode the cocks. “I’m gonna cum,” the doctor said between pants and moans. “Me too” grunted the nurse. The priest continued to bounce on their cocks, lost in mind-numbing pleasure and the irresistible urge coming from deep within him.

“I’M CUMMING!” the nurse and doctor said in unison. As they filled the priest with their hot seed their moans of pleasure. The fullness of the priest’s hole and the feeling of being filled with shot after shot of jizz from the two men set off an explosive orgasm in the priest. The priest’s vision went blurry as he felt his orgasm begin in his prostate slowly radiating out to the rest of his body. As his orgasm reaching its peak he saw the young man’s beautiful face in his mind’s eye. That face tuned into the lifeless shell right left in the confessional, right as the priest’s cock exploded with cum. A stream of hot thick cum shoots out of the priest’s cock and onto the office floor.

As the priest comes down from his orgasm, he closes his eyes. He doesn’t need to look. He knows what he’s left behind. The lifeless husks of two more bodies. The priest realizes now there is no hope. No chance of a hallucination. The only truth is the thing inside him. The unrelenting urge to…

Feed.

Thus it was with a heavy heart that Wayne trudged to work on his second night, his mind already occupied by what he’d seen the night before and speculating if he was going to encounter the same levels of depravity tonight as well. He wondered what had happened to those men who had been displayed, for all to see, as they shamefully lost control and soiled themselves.

To the young lad’s disappointment, the night was very much the same and he set up the bar as all around him other club operatives got things ready. Sure enough, the time came and the five men were all dragged out, wearing clean diapers and similarly gagged and bound as they had been the night before. Wayne locked eyes briefly with the blonde man who’d provided the entertainment closest to him last night and saw the pain and fear in his eyes as he was hauled, thrashing, to the same cage and secured inside.

The evening continued in much the same vein as before; the crowds came in, people drank and danced, and the men in the cages again fought to maintain control of their bowels and bladders until filling their diapers with effluent for the baying crowd.

This evening however then took a surprising turn. An unconscious policeman was dragged into the club and past the bar to the side of the stage. Wayne’s eyes widened as the officer was then strapped into a chair up on the main stage and secured tightly to it with leather. Then, not five minutes later, another policeman entered the bar and, as he walked into Wayne’s line of sight, he encountered the blonde man in the cage in his filthy diaper. The blonde captive went crazy in his cage – trying to attract the officer’s attention and Wayne watched in horror as the officer was smacked over the back of his head by a member of the crowd and dragged unceremoniously up on stage to join his colleague in bondage.

The next hours included some of the most disgusting and depraved events that Wayne had ever witnessed. The sounds of both of the officers as they pissed themselves, shit themselves, and then jismed in their pants were etched into Wayne’s mind and the sight of the big screens that focused on every bulge and emission made him want to run screaming from this hellhole. Worse – he could see the man in the cage nearest to him openly crying in despair as his only hope of escape was subjugated disgustingly.

Eventually, the night came to a close and the patrons filed out of the club. Wayne was occupied in cleaning down the bar but he kept an eye on proceedings and, when the caged prisoners were taken down and released, he discretely followed as they were led backstage. Keeping a relatively safe distance and with the lie about looking for more stock for the bar on his lips, he found himself in the underbelly of the club. Lengthy corridors stretched away from him and he followed in the direction that the men had been lugged until he came to the first of a number of doors that were clearly designed to be used as cells. They all had the sliding viewing flap and very secure locks. Risking a peek he slid one of the viewing panels aside and there, in all of his fetid glory, was his blonde guy. Still diapered in his own waste and still bound and gagged he lay on a small cot in a brick room with poor lighting and straw on the floor.

“Hey! Hey fella! Are you ok?”

Wayne hissed to the captive who seemed lost in an exhausted reverie. The man looked up and saw Wayne’s eyes through the gap – he immediately started trying to communicate but the only sounds he could make were unintelligible so it was useless. Seeing this buff, blonde guy so desperately helpless Wayne clenched his fists, squared his jaw, and made a decision,

“Hang in there guy – I’m not sure how but I’m going to get you out of here”

He slid the viewing panel closed and scoped out the lock on the dungeon door. It consisted of three sliding bolts spaced up the door and, to the handsome bartender’s relief, had nothing going on that required a key to unlock it. Wayne considered simply unlocking the door and trying to make a run for it with the blonde guy but he knew this would never work – there were too many goons upstairs and he doubted that the guy could move at speed; especially in that loaded diaper. He scouted the rest of the corridor and realised that, at the far end, he could see a fire exit. This must lead out of the building and, if he could move quickly enough and no one came this way, he might be able to get all of the captives out onto the street. His heart was beating like a trip hammer and adrenaline was pumping through his system as he surveyed the number of cells to make sure that he could count five of them for the five guys that had been in the cages. The corridor was wide and about 70 feet long and there were a lot of doors, many with locks.

Fearful that the longer he stayed down here the greater his chances of being caught; Wayne leapt into action. Starting at the end of the corridor furthest from the exit, Wayne moved from door to door sliding back all of the locks and yanking them open. He didn’t stop to see if anyone was in the cells as he moved relentlessly down the space. From behind him, he could hear the sound of some of the captives as they shuffled into the corridor and, knowing that stealth had gone out of the window, he shouted as loudly as he could,

“There’s an exit this way! Come on!”

Once he’d unlocked what he reckoned to be five or six of the cell doors Wayne took a moment to catch his breath and risked a look behind him. Sure enough, the five guys from the cages were all present and waddling awkwardly down the corridor behind him; groaning and moaning their eagerness to be free alongside their evident discomfort from their leather bondage and the sloshing diapers that hung low at their thighs.

The handsome bartender’s expression changed suddenly as he watched as a number of thugs from the club rounded the corner into the corridor about 30 feet away and started moving determinedly towards the group of men. Fresh fear hammered through the young lad and he screamed,

“Run guys! They’re coming! Run!!”

Turning, Wayne set off for the emergency exit as quickly as he could. From the muffled cries behind him, he knew that the captive men were doing their best to keep up with him and avoid their tormentors. With 20 feet to go Wayne idly found himself wondering why he’d done this instead of just going home at the end of his shift and calling the cops. Too late now though.

Wayne reached the fire exit door and slammed into it with all his might, grabbing the bar that lay horizontally across it that would allow them out into the night.

Unfortunately for the would-be hero, the door was wired.

The massive electric shock turned his muscular body into a spasming, jolting puppet and forced his hands to grip the immobile bar even tighter. The sensation was excruciating and he felt as if he was shaking himself to pieces as the current coursed through his system and every muscle contracted and contorted painfully. His teeth clenched involuntarily leaving him incapable of any speech beyond “guhguhguhguh!!!!” and every major muscle group tightened and throbbed as he danced on the spot helplessly.

The savage assault had other consequences and he was dimly aware that he was pissing in his pants involuntarily. He managed to turn his head enough to see that the operatives from the nightclub had reached the defenceless captives and were wrenching them away and back to their cells even as the guys tried in vain to resist their fates.

Two of the operatives reached Wayne’s quivering form; laughing among themselves at the fact that his hair was standing on end and remarking coarsely on his darkened pants where he’d wet himself. One of them reached into a backpack he was wearing and withdrew, to Wayne’s abject horror, a length of leather strapping with buckles and cuffs hanging from it. The other stepped to a panel in the wall beside the door and opened it to reveal switches and toggles. He flicked a couple of these and the electricity coursing through the young man’s muscles finally ceased. Wayne’s entire body went limp and the world went black as he slumped to the floor in an unconscious daze.

“Adam, get your ass in here!” he called. Little did I realise how much that sentence would change everything for me.

I was a teenager living at home with mom and “uncle” Simon, my step-dad. I won’t go into how old I was. Legal in some places I guess. Not old enough for what went down.

I trotted into the living room to find Uncle Simon. I stopped short. There were four other men here, Uncle Simon’s friends.

He grinned at me, a big, happy smile that I couldn’t help but replicate.

“You remember my friends, right?” He asked.

I nodded. There was Brad, Matt, the other Matt, and Nathan who they sometimes called Nate. Mom didn’t really like these guys. They never came around when she was home. I heard them arguing over them once. Mom thought they were weird, or something. But mom wasn’t here today. She was away for a girls weekend with her old college friends.

“Hey Adam, as it was your birthday last week, we have got you a cool present. One each, in fact.” He said.

I grinned. I loved presents. I had been spoiled on my birthday, so I wasn’t expecting anything more.

“Come stand here, kid.” He said.

I went to him, a little shy in front of these guys, but my grin was fixed in place. He took hold of my shoulders from behind and moved me to stand in front of him.

“Okay, Adam. First thing’s first. If you wanna get your gifts we need to lose this…”. He took the hem of my t-shirt in both hands and peeled it off me, up over my head, leaving me in just my shorts and bare feet.

That wasn’t so odd. It was summer. It was hot outside. It just made me wonder what they’d got me.

One of the Matts blew out a whistle. “Growin’ up fast!” He said. Two of the other guys chuckled at that. I blushed, still grinning.

Uncle Simon put his hands on my shoulders again, letting his palms slide down my arms a little before bringing back up to rest on my shoulders. His hands were hot and sweaty, which was usual for him.

“So, Adam. You need to give everyone a number. I’m going last, so I’ll be number five” he said.

“Okay…” I said. I counted in order that they were sitting in front of me. Matt was one, Brad was two, the other Matt was three, and finally Nate was four. I kind of giggled when I was done.

“Awesome job, kid.” He said. His hands tightened on my shoulders.

“Now, you wanna know what you have to do?” He asked. The guys all looked at each other and they were grinning and smiling. I was smiling too. I wondered what was going on. I loved surprises.

“Sure!” I said in all my teenage naivety. I nodded.

“Great!” He said with a little laugh, and his hands were now gripping my shoulders quite tightly.

“You have to take number one by the hand. You lead him up to your bedroom, okay? When you get there he’s gonna take off your shorts and bend you over your bed. Then he’s gonna and stick his dick in your ass until he shoots a nice, salty birthday gift right in your guts…”.

I was still smiling. Grinning actually. I had flushed red because Uncle Simon didn’t usually use language like this. Mom didn’t like it. But I wondered what these guys were doing. I mean, he wasn’t serious about what he said, so I wondered what it could mean. As everyone else was still grinning, I did too.

“…and when he’s done, you bring him down here and collect number two and go again until everyone got a turn. Okay…?”

I tried to turn, to look at Uncle Simon and laugh and say “okay, funny, but what is it really…?” But I couldn’t. His grip on my shoulders meant I couldn’t turn and that’s when I got a feeling in my belly that something wasn’t quite right.

Uncle Simon put his mouth close to my ear. “Don’t fuck around in front or my friends or I’ll be pissed off.”

I went cold. His voice was so mean, like I’d never heard it before. My eyes were wide and my smile had gone, and Matt was glaring at me. Number one Matt.

He stood and held out his hand. I reached out and took it. I didn’t know what else I could do. This had obviously been pre-arranged and I had no choice now. Matt pulled me away from Uncle Simon. He pulled me through the door and up the stairs. His grip was super strong and he didn’t ever look back. I began to wonder if they were just trying to scare me, maybe to shit me up as a prank. But it felt pretty real and I knew in my heart that it was. I tried to remember what Uncle Simon had said I had to do when I got to my room, to remember if he’d given me any instructions.

And suddenly we were there. My bedroom. Matt opened the door and pulled me through, closing it behind us. He stood with his back to the door and let my hand go.

“Get those off” he said, pointing his chin at me.

“B…b…but…” I stammered. I hadn’t been naked in front of anyone older than me before, not if you didn’t count parents. And I didn’t!

He gave me a look and moved a tiny amount away from the door. Enough to appear threatening.

I smiled, nervous and feeling stupid. “Okay, what’s going on…?” I said, trying to show him that the game was up, to pretend it was a prank. I wasn’t some stupid kid, right?

“Get them off or I’ll take them off you” he said. His voice was low now, and there was something about it. He was practically drooling as he looked at me, up and down, and I felt strange seeing that.

I didn’t move. I couldn’t. Everything had turned to stone and I couldn’t make my arms or legs work. I was frozen to the spot, unsure of myself and unable to decide what to do.

Matt stepped forwards. He grabbed me, turned me, pulled my arms behind my back and pushed me over my bed. I cried out, shouted, made noise until he pushed my arms up my back and hurt me.

“Shut the fuck up, bitch” he snarled. I did. I had tears in my eyes. I started to cry as he grabbed both my wrists with one big meaty hand, and yanked my shorts and underwear down past my ass with the other. I decided momentarily that I wasn’t ready for this and it was making me emotional.

He ignored my tears and my sobs. They were nothing to him. Instead, he spat on me. Then he yanked his own pants down. Then he spat again. He pushed something hard in between my ass cheeks, moving it about to coat it in the spit. My eyes went wide as I realised it was his dick. This was it.

Then he pushed down on me. There was no stopping it. No preventing it. He shoved forward, into the spit, into me.

He raped me. He thrust hard and the head of his erect cock tore through my tiny pink hole, pushing inside me along with most of his shaft. I screamed. The pain was intense. I’d had nothing in there before any bigger than a finger or two, and there was no warm-up and precious little to lubricate my sphincter.

I figured he must have ripped me open, and the feeling inside was literally like he was rearranging my guts. He pumped against me hard and fast and my tears seemed only to spur him on.

Mercifully he didn’t take long to finish. He went stiff all over and shoved right into me, making my eyes go super wide. I could feel the head of his hard cock right up in me, pushing against me, and I felt him pumping his cum inside me.

He pulled it out and I just lay there panting and weeping a little. He let go my hands and I reflexively moved them down to my hole, which I was sure would be bloody and torn. I was amazed to find it felt normal to my fingers. I pulled a hand away to look at it. I had sticky spit and cum on my fingers, but that bright red colour of blood was thankfully absent. I felt around and while I was a little sore, now his cock was gone it felt okay. I breathed a massive sigh of relief.

Matt grabbed me by my wrist and pulled me up. I looked down at my own dick. It was leaking gooey sticky stuff. I was shocked. I mean, I’d had a bead of precum when I’d touched myself, but nothing like this. This was insane.

Matt was laughing at me and pointing. “Seems like all your crying was just bullshit. Your body obviously likes it hard and fast, kid. Now pull your shorts up. You have to come and fetch Number Two.”

Was that right? Did I enjoy that? I was certain I didn’t enjoy the pain, but was my own cock giving me away? I was shocked into inaction, fixated on my cock.

Matt grabbed my shorts and yanked them up. They were all bunched up, but I had no time to sort them out as he pulled me from the bedroom and back downstairs into the living room.

“Fucking A” he said as he walked into the living room, all broad grins and high fives. I thought about telling them no more, really trying to put my foot down, but I wasn’t strong enough. Maybe Uncle Simon realised because he soon grabbed my hand and led me to where Number Two was sat.

Brad leered up at me. He almost bounced to his feet. He took my hand and moved quickly. I tried to pull back but he yanked my arm. I realised I was crying again, just a little bit, as I didn’t want to do that again. It hurt too much. I didn’t like the pain.

Within a minute I was on my front again, over my own bed, my shorts and my messy underwear pulled down even further than before. Brad spat on me too. He growled something about laying still. I complied and Brad allowed my arms to go free, so at least I didn’t have them bent up behind my back. I dug my fingernails into the sheets as he thrust into me.

It didn’t hurt so much this time. It was uncomfortable, but I didn’t feel torn open. Just uncomfortable and a weird kind of soreness. It was better, like I had already been stretched and I could take it this time.

Brad took a bit longer to finish. He kept flexing his hips and trying to really fuck into me. He was saying stuff like “oh yeah, amazing little cunt” and “I love it, you’re so good”. I knew it was bullshit though. I wasn’t actually doing anything. Just laying there, trying to be quiet, hoping it would be over soon. I didn’t like Brad very much.

He came quickly. I didn’t feel it as much as with the other guy. I could feel his cock get a bit harder maybe, but that’s about all.

I pulled up my own underwear and shorts as soon as he was off me and voluntarily took Brad’s hand to go back downstairs. It seemed easier this way. My tears had dried up, but my eyes were red and downcast. I didn’t understand why they were doing this to me.

There was more whooping and lewd comments when we got back into the lounge. It was like some disgusting frat party. Uncle Simon took my hand and gave it to Number Three, the other Matt.

I took his hand and I led him upstairs to my room. I knew what was coming. I knew I couldn’t fight it, so i just sulked and went with it.

When we got into my room and the door was closed, Matt pulled me into a hug. He ran his hands up and down my back and squeezed my bottom. “I know you’re confused about all this, kid” he said. “It’s just sex, okay?”

I looked at him like I wanted him to die where he stood and he laughed it off. “Listen, do what I tell you and you might learn a thing or two. I’ll do you a deal. I’ll try to be gentle and not hurt you, but you play along nicely” he cocked his head to one side.

I was thinking. My logical side was telling me to go with it, that anything would be better than being held down and just fucked into like some sex doll. My petulant teenager was thinking about a way to kick him in the balls and make it difficult for him.

“Do we have a deal, or do I need to hold you down? I know that’s what the other two did. That’s all they ever do, boring assholes.”

He smiled at me and that felt strangely nice, like he maybe wasn’t all bad. I made a decision. I’d go with it, see what happened. I was fucked either way, literally. I nodded once, keeping a frown on my face, showing that I was far from impressed.

“Good boy.” He said with a smile. “Now, take those shorts off, and your underwear too. Just slide them down slowly so I can see you properly.”

I did as I was instructed. The shorts came off first and then, to my embarrassment, my dirty underwear. The crotch was full of sticky, slimy goo and I tried to hide it.

“It’s okay” he said. “That’s gonna happen. I don’t mind it.” He said with a warm smile.

I stepped out of them, leaving them screwed up on the floor. To my absolute horror my cock started to get hard. I thought back to what the other bastard said about wanting this? Did I like it…?

Matt smiled. “You have the best body body I have ever seen. I’ m gonna enjoy having sex with you. I hope you can enjoy it too, because I prefer it that way.” He said. He seemed genuine, which confused me. He continued after a brief pause, “I know we’re breaking you in today, but maybe in the future you and me can hook up and have some grown-up fun?”

My eyes went wide. I wondered if that was a rhetorical question or for real. I didn’t answer.

“Okay.” He said. “Now get up onto your bed for me.”

I got into the same position as when the other two took me. My eyes were starting to water, like I might cry in a minute, in anticipation of more pain.

“No, not like that” Matt said. “Get onto your bed properly. Then lie on your side for me, facing the wall.”

I frowned, confused, but I did as I was told.

Matt came and took hold of my ankle. He moved one leg so that it was up in the air, with my knee bent. I guess it gave him better access to my hole. He dribbled spit into his hand and smeared it between my ass cheeks. He did that a few times, and each time he used his fingers to push some of the mess into me. He made little cooing sounds as he went, like he was trying to sooth my nerves.

I can’t lie, I was enjoying his slick fingers gently pushing into my bottom, very carefully stretching me and touching me. This was a long way from holding me down and raping a big hard dick into me. This was actually quite nice. I tried to remind myself that I was only here because my step-dad had ordered me, but that was getting harder by the second.

Matt slid his fingers out of me and climbed up on my bed. He lay down next to me, holding my thigh with one hand. He snuggled into me and suddenly realised that he was going to fuck me now, in this position. I lifted my legs and pushed my bottom out a little before I even realised what I was doing.

“That’s right” he said. “Now listen, when I first push inside you, you push out. It sounds odd, but trust me. I’ll enter you easier. Then just try to relax and don’t clench. Your ring will relax and I’ll be able to fuck you without it hurting you. You understand?”

I made a sort of grudging affirmative noise. That’s all he was getting. I was glad for the advice though. Maybe this time it wouldn’t be so bad.

I felt Matt’s cock at my entrance and as he pushed forward, I pushed out. My eyes rolled back in my head as he slid painlessly inside me. If was so different with more spit, when I’ d been nicely fingered, and when I had some idea of what to do. I was sure that having been raped twice already helped, but I didn’t want to admit that.

Matt hugged me close as the whole of his dick slid up inside me. I moaned softly, catching it too late. It was out there.

“Better, right?” Matt said. I nodded. It was much better.

Matt flexed and thrust his dick all the way in and move it around once it was there. It felt totally different this time. He didn’t last long either, but by the time his cock swelled up pumped hot cum into me, I was beginning to enjoy it.

I was shocked and ashamed at myself, especially because as he pulled his soft dick free of my hole I almost wished he hadn’t.

He rolled me over onto my back and he touched my cock and balls.

“Really nice” he said and he leaned over and kissed my forehead. “You did great. I hope you liked it. There’s more of that whenever you want, pretty boy!”

I blushed. Pretty boy…? Me…? A little part of me liked that. I looked at Matt as he pulled his pants up. He was fit, a nice body. I liked his smile too. If I was going to do this again, I guess I’d choose him. At least he was being nice to me.

The other two could fuck off. They were never touching me again!

Matt signalled that I should get up. I did, and I put my dirty underwear back on and then my shorts. I felt wet, dirty, soiled. It was like I’d had a tummy upset and not made it to the toilet.

Matt took my hand and winked at me. I took a deep breath and followed him.

The lounge presented the same scene as before. I flushed red and tried not to look at anyone. Within just seconds, Nathan had grabbed my hand and rushed me up the stairs.

In my room he close the door softly behind us. He turned to look at me with hungry eyes.

“Fuck, I’m gonna enjoy this” he said as he leered at me. “Get naked”.

By now I just did as I was told. I pulled my shorts down to the floor and stood upright. He was still glaring at me. He raised an eyebrow. That was his signal. Underwear too.

I pushed my well-used underwear down off my hips. I got them to my knees and he stepped forward. He grabbed my shoulders and turned me. He pushed me against the wardrobe and grabbed my butt. He squeezed it hard.

With one hand he pressed my body flit to the wardrobe door. With the other he invaded my crack, shoving two fingers into me stretching my ring with them.

“Already wet and sticky. Three loads of cum. And a load of spit, I guess” he said with a chuckle.

He didn’t take his hand off my shoulder while he unzipped. He ground into me in a standing position and within a minute he hard cock was sliding up inside me, pushing hard and deep.

My legs were shaking. Nate’s cock was noticeably bigger than the others. Longer, and wider too. My eyes watered as he pushed into me and I felt full and stretched in a way I hadn’t been before.

“You like a big cock?” He asked breathlessly.

I sniffed. I didn’t want to answer.

He pulled my hair. “I said do you like my great big cock?” His tone was angrier now.

I nodded. “Yes.” I said.

“Good boy” he said. “Tell me you want it”

I didn’t really feel like playing, but he pulled my hair again and pushed hard on my shoulder. I was worried what he might do if I ignored him.

“I want it” I said.

“Where do you want it?” He asked.

“In my ass…?” I replied, probably more tentatively than he wanted.

“Good boy” he repeated. “Now where else you want me to put it?”

My eyes went wide. Where else could he put it? I genuinely didn’t know. I wasn’t thinking straight.

He pulled my hair again. I cried a little. “I don’t know what you want me to say!” I whined through teary eyes.

He fucked into me as hard as he could and then he slid out of me. He pushed my shoulders down and I slid down the wardrobe to my knees. Then he grabbed my hair again and turned my head around.

There, right in front of my face, was his cock. It was slick with cum and ass juice and spit. It smelled of cum and other stuff. My eyes were wide.

“I hate going last” he said. “Always messy.” He gripped my hair tightly. “Now say ‘ahhhh’ for me and clean this up. I’ll cum down the back of that pretty throat for you. I know you like that.”

He obviously didn’t trust me as he free hand squeezed my mouth open. He thrust forward and he slimy dick slid along my tongue.

“Now suck it off and it will all be over” he said.

I sucked. I didn’t really want to, but what could I do? The whole process made me gag and feel sick, but the more I sucked and swallowed then easier it got. He let his grip on my hair go so it didn’t hurt so much.

Then, suddenly, he shot his load into my mouth and down my throat. I choked. I swallowed some, but some of it dribbled out of my mouth down my chin and when I choked some spattered on his leg.

“You’ll lick all of it up” he said. It was his most threatening tone yet, so I did. I licked his leg, my chin, his cock… I licked it all up and swallowed.

Still gripping my hair, he pulled me to a standing position. He put his cock away and zipped his fly and he led me back downstairs. I was still naked, my shorts and underwear left on the floor of my bedroom.

We stepped into the lounge and there were more cheers and stupid shit. Uncle Simon grabbed me by the arm.

“You’ve done well so far. Now it’s my turn. “

I couldn’t believe my step dad was going to fuck me in my ass.

“Down on your hands and knees, boy” he said. “I’m gonna do you right here, right now, and show these boys how it’s done!”

There was some whooping and joking around and laughing. I was disgusted. It was bad enough that he’d allowed his friends to drag me to my room and abuse me. Now he wanted to fuck me himself, in front of everyone?

My legs were trembling as I sank down to my knees. I leaned forward and rested on my hands. Uncle Simon kicked my ankles, making me spread my legs. I could hear him taking his jeans off. I couldn’t watch. I just closed my eyes and turned my head away from the couch where they – my rapists – were all sitting.

I felt his hands on my butt, squeezing me, pushing his thumbs around my anus, pulling my cheeks apart. He began to push his thumb into me, far easier now than it would have been only an hour ago. I heard him spit and I felt his saliva land on my ass, felt it being pushed by his thumb to my hole, smeared around, making me wetter and stickier.

He got both his thumbs into me, making me moan. They laughed at that. He pulled my hole open, making me gape for his friends, laughing like hyenas.

“Push you ass back” he said. “Put you head right down”. I complied. There was nothing else I could do. I knew he was going to fuck me soon. He continued to play for a while, though. Fingering me, at one point getting all four fingers into me. I wondered if you was going to put his whole hand inside me, but I guess I was too tight for that.

Finally he grabbed my hip with one hand and guided the head of his cock to my open hole with the other. He pressed against me, pushed a little, got himself in just the right place. He took his hand off his cock and grabbed my other hip.

In a surreal way I knew what was coming next. I took a deep breath. Then he tightened his grip on me and thrust for all he was worth. He hard dick punched into me, all the way, head to base. It filled me up and took my breath away.

I moaned again, another involuntary sound that escaped my chest to betray me. I pictured myself, on my knees, my face down, my ass up and fully of my step-dad’s penis. Everyone watching.

I got a thrill right up my spine. It shocked me, but after it had dissipated I couldn’t deny that I liked it.

Uncle Simon pulled his cock out almost all the way, then drove back into me in a powerful stroke. Then again. Then again. Again. Again. Again.

I was moaning now with every stroke. Loud, submissive moans that screamed “fuck me” in all but words. And he did. He ploughed me, pulling my cheeks apart with his hands while he thrust in deep, relentless strokes, filling me to the brim then emptying me out completely.

I could feel everyone else’s juices escaping my hole, trickling down my leg, lubricating uncle Simon’s passage.

He went on for so long. He friends were quiet now, just watching as he raped his big dick in and out of me like a pro pornstar. I was sweating, moaning, whimpering like a little slut.

Then three shallow strokes followed by a real gut-punch of a thrust and I felt his entire shaft swell inside me and pump out his cum deep within.

I breathed deeply as he slowly pulled his cock from my now well-used little hole. I could feel it gaping and leaking cum and juices but right now I didn’t care. I had gone from hating everyone for raping me to feeling like it got better and better. I didn’t move. I waited to see what instructions I might get next.

Uncle Simon recovered his breath first. “Okay guys, I guess the show’s done for today.” He said in a loud, authoritative voice. He obviously meant it was time for everyone to leave. I heard shuffling and some chatter as they all got up and got ready to go. “Come on Adam. Up you get, son. Give everyone a kiss goodbye and thank them for breaking you in.”

I could barely move. Uncle Simon tapped my ass with his toe to nudge me into action. I got up, cum trickling down both my legs.

Each man in turn embraced me and gave me a big, long, open-mouthed kiss. A few of them squeezed my ass cheeks and two of them reached behind and slid fingers inside me while they held me. I enjoyed that, I must admit. It felt slutty but nice.

Soon everyone was gone. Uncle Simon pointed to the door and I took that to mean I should get to my room. I made my way, Uncle Simon following close behind. We got to my room and I collapsed on my bed. There were little patches of wetness where cum had been spilled. I’d have to clean that up later.

Uncle Simon sat on the edge of my bed.

“Well?” He asked.

I looked up at him with big eyes. “Well what?” I said, trying my best to be sulky.

He raised an eyebrow. Without speaking he took off his pants and underwear and straddled me, pushing his hardening dick into my face. I opened my mouth instinctively and he pushed the head between my lips.

“If you’re gonna be shitty you can suck me clean” he said with an amused chuckle. I kept my eyes on him and sucked, getting my tongue under the head and really working it.

He started to get red faced and I could see beads of sweat on his temples. He took his cock out of my mouth. I smiled up at him, triumphant. Careful what you wish for, my eyes said to him.

He shuffled back down my naked body. He grabbed my legs. “Let’s push these back shall we?” He said.

“Again?” I asked.

But there was no response. He held me by by ankles and wedged his cock right into me, pushing past my sphincter that was still stretched, but tight again. I needed no further lube as I was still slick from before.

He fucked me gently, holding my legs up and pushing them back. He had a great view, just the head of his big cock sliding into me, tantalising my hole and making me groan.

“You could have told me” I said.

He fucked some more before he answered. “It was better that it was a surprise. You might not have gone through with it otherwise.”

I rolled my eyes. I knew he was right, but he didn’t have to get his friends to rape me.

“The first two were rubbish. They hurt me.” I said. “Made my cry, by the way.”

“Yeah, well, that’s how they like to fuck boys. Face down, consent optional. You knew that.”

I rolled my eyes again, this time more from the hot sensations in my ass that from my step-dad’s bullshit.

“And the other two?” He asked.

“The second Matt was really nice, just like you said he would be. He showed me what to do and didn’t just take it. Nate was hot too, but rough. Standing up sex. By the time we got to him I almost couldn’t stand.” I chuckled and so did Uncle Simon.

“You’re such a fucking slut.” He said. “And what about me? Was I any good?”

I made a show of trying to think about it, quite a tough gig as I was very much enjoying the action of him sliding just inside me with the head of his penis, the widest part of his cock slipping in and out of me.

“Yeah you were the best. You know you were.” I said.

“Well, Adam, if you’d just let me fuck you before you’d have been more prepared. Now we’ve started though…. I hope you’re ready to take it whenever I want because I don’t think I can take no for an answer any more. I’ve never enjoyed a passage quite like this. You’re something, you know?”

To be honest, now we had started I figured I’d do just about anything to jump on my step-dad’s cock. I fucking loved it inside me.

“I think we’ll be okay” I said with a wink. I moaned right after as he hit a particularly sensitive spot that had me leaking goo again form the tip of my own dick.

“How about the others?” He said. “Maybe Matt can come play?”

I thought about that for about a nano-second. “Yeah, you two can spit roast the absolute shit out of me. I reckon I’m okay with that.”

“So you forgive me for arranging it behind your back?”

“Yeah. I do. But when I told you that I wanted to lose my cherry and be gangbanged, you know it was a fantasy, right? I didn’t actually expect you to arrange it?”

“Kid, at the time I was sucking your dick, and you were sucking mine. You’ll have to forgive me if I didn’t realise you weren’t being serious. I figured you were.”

“I guess was was half-serious” I said. I thought back to that day. Uncle Simon and me, well we’d been fooling around for a long time now. I started it, not him. I loved his body. It started when I got into the shower with him one day, totally unable to stop myself. He tried to get me to leave, but his cock standing to attention showed me he never meant it. I got down on my knees and I sucked that thing like I had seen in porn. I swallowed his load and I loved it.

From then we touched, sucked, and played around every time mom went out for a while. We’d progressed to him fingering me while we sixty-nined. I loved that, and the last time I had said I’d love to be broken in by being gangbanged. Raped into submission by a group of horny older guys. Hot fantasy stuff.

Little did I know that naughty uncle Simon would arrange it for me.

I shuddered as I came, my hole hot and getting sore from all the action, but sending waves of bliss through my body. Uncle Simon. Pushed further in, stopped, and he pumped another load in me.

“Fuck I have wanted that for too long. I know I shouldn’t. But my god, Adam, you’re just too hot.”

I smiled. Uncle Simon loved my body like I loved his. As a relationship this was never going to go anywhere and we both knew that. Absolutely knew it. But it was fun, sneaking around and touching and kissing and sucking. And now fucking. And how much did I love the fucking?

My step-dad slowly and gently pulled his cock from my hole and I felt it begin to wink closed, trapping his babies inside me, for now at least.

He leaned forward and we kissed.

“You’re still bad for having me raped without telling me. Maybe I’ll make you wait until I let you do me again.” I was smiling. I couldn’t help it. He knew I didn’t mean it. I enjoyed every hot damn second of today.

“You keep on with your smart mouth and I’ll have you bound and gagged, and this time I’ll let Matt and Brad take you away from a few days. See if they can fuck the sass out of you.” He was grinning too, but it still sent a thrill up my spine. Yes please!

I batted my eyelashes at him. “You…. you wouldn’t hurt me, would you daddy…?”

He pushed my leg over and slapped my upper thigh. “Behave or I’ll spank you and then you’ll have to be super careful around your mom so she doesn’t see the red mark.” He said with a little laugh.

After a pause he looked me in the eye. “So, can we do this again soon? Not everyone, I mean me and you. Now we have actually gone all the way, I just….”

I interrupted him. “You want to know if this was a one off and we’re back to sucking, or am I now your little fuck toy?” I said, grinning.

“Well… something like that.” He said. He was grinning too, now.

“I waited until I felt like I was ready. Now we started…. yeah we’re good. I want to try everything. I want you to teach me. I feel safe with you.” I said, serious for a change.

“Okay then. Good. Because I don’t know what I’d do if you said anything else.”

“Daddy…..” I said. “Get your breath back, because I’ m ready when you are.”

We both giggled and embraced and we kissed. A lot. I knew once I started I wouldn’t want to stop. I was ready for more, and I know uncle Simon would be ready to give it me.

What a great day.

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Udyr can always feel him coming.

An inexplicable feeling of dread that Volhair carries with him, he can feel it in the earth, in the animals. The inescapable will of a Freljordian demi-god catches his nerves.

“He comes tonight.” Udyr muttered under his breath as they continued their trek through the wildlands.

Lee shifted awkwardly but stayed silent for a few paces.

“Then we begin the preparations, friend.” He said with his characteristic coolness.

Only Lee knows what happens when Volibear arrives.

The men shared a glance and began collecting the materials for a shelter. The snow was beginning to drift quietly.

As Lee gathered their packs and began collecting dry leaves he took in the scenery around him. Hidden in a small outcropping of twisting Ionian trees with a small stream flowing up a hill the magic here was particularly strong, he could feel it move with them in the earth. Perhaps Ionia itself could sense the impending doom.

Udyr began his work as well; a short jaunt along the stream led to a large flat stone covered in a lace-like dusting of snow and some glowing moss that creeped slowly up the bottom. He walked over, thoughts racing, as they had been since he could first feel the Volhair and sat. His size made the position awkward and he jostled himself slightly. The rock adjusted too, magically cupping Udyr until both were comfortable with this new relationship. As Udyr’s muscles relaxed, the forest deafened, Ionia was helping him in his fight against the encroaching beast.

A branch twists itself toward Lee as the shelter takes shape, growing leaves and flowers into a dome over the monk and their supplies. Lee whispers a quiet prayer to the spirit of Ionia and thanks it for its blessing of shelter. The dome thickens with bark as Lee lays out their belongings. A silver nail rolls harmlessly out of Udyr’s pack, Lee frowns and hides it in his pocket..

Lee senses Udyr not too far from their camp and takes a step closer to admire the man. A hulking figure of muscle and gut. Long handmade necklaces fall across the broad shoulders, with a light monks robe not leaving much to the imagination tied at the hips and nothing but beads going across his torso. Arm-guards from their sparring matches were still tied tightly around his forearm and massive hands. A physically powerful man, and yet so completely in tune with the spirits. Udyr’s breathing is steady as he meditates. The branches and leaves bow lightly as he takes breath, rhythmically following along. Lee sits quietly and admires his lover.

As the sun dims, the two begin to stir again. Udyr steps off his meditation stone and it returns to its natural shape. The men hold each other close as they walk back to the camp. Lee can sense the worriedness of Udyr as the Volhair encroaches. Still without a word between them, they embrace each other on the bed of moss and foliage that appeared beneath them.

Even now, Udyr melts so effortlessly in the hands of his partner. They first met three winters ago as Udyr left his Freljordian homeland and the ship landed on the western coastline. A broken man, nearly corrupted by the Volibear into slaughtering what was left of his starving tribe. Seeking the help of the Ionian Spirit Walkers to cleanse him of his corruption. Lee is no Spirit Walker, but the two found a kinship in the goal of cleansing themselves. One of an unending flaming rage and the other of a demigod. And in a way they have begun to quell eachothers fires. The Volhair, however is proving to be a far greater challenge, causing Udyr immense physical torture as he tries to pry into his mind. Lesser men have fallen to the Volhair before, twisting into monstrous deformed creates of claw and fang, a combination and man and bear and yet neither at the same time, controlled completely by the demi-god of domination and bloodlust. Their unnatural cries still cut through the silence as Udyr remembers what became of those he once called tribesmen. But for now, they lay in wait for the night to come.

Lee traces a gentle hand over the battle-worn body of his lover as they lay in wait for the battle ahead. A fresh scar from an Ionian bandit is raw on his left pec. He imagines how pink it still must be as he senses the subtle change in warmth under the skin. Udyr inhales sharply, and puts his palm over Lee’s. They looked at eachother, tired, and softly leaned their foreheads into one another. A simple gesture of physical contact, but one that had grown to represent their depth as partners. Udyr ripples with chill as Lee adjusts his hand across his chest, the warmth of his palm is tremendous as it traces the countless scars and marks on his skin. Lee takes a moment to appreciate each and every one, lightly rubbing them with extra attention as if he were applying a salve. Udyr’s wounds aren’t all physical, Lee reminds himself and continues exploring the dense, hairy chest.

As Udyr softens beneath Lee’s touch, he is jolted awake from a gut-wrenching feeling deep within, but only for a moment as Lee continues to drown out the feeling with attention. Udyr’s nipples firm as Lee brushes against them and the two share another glance at each other. Udyr adjusts himself quietly and places an arm around Lee, pulling him closer and cupping the bulging shoulder muscles of the Ionian monk, squeezing softly. Udyr begins to grunt lowly as Lee’s expert fingers trace circles on the skin; his cock waking up to meet cloth at his waistline, hinting at its size. Lee ignores the shifting clothes for now, and moves more on top of the large man, now more vigorously palming the man’s body beneath him, kneading the latent pain out from beneath dense muscles. Lee’s face betrays his cool nature and his cheeks redden at the sight of Udyr’s arousal. He continues to pay no mind to the growing bulge and works on keeping Udyr relaxed. Udyr’s intentions are growing increasingly obvious as he tugs at the bands that hold Lee’s loin cloth in place, now gruntly loudly as Lee pays more attention to his nipples, tugging lightly and twisting their hardness. Lee’s cock threatens to push out of its loin cloth and he tries to hold back the lust between them.

Udyr has had enough of his games and pulls the strings that hold his loincloth in place, dropping them suddenly, exposing Lee’s dick. The pair share a look and giggle and Lee lets himself fall into the arms of his partner kissing him deeply and pressing his exposed cock to Udyr’s still beneath his robe. Now that Lee’s body has betrayed him he drops the act, flipping himself over leaving his ass exposed and begins to palm the stiffness between his partner’s robe. Holding it beneath its cloth prison and tracing its girth, Udyr, surprised by his partner’s unusual haste goes to work on the monk, tasting him from cock to hole, savoring every musky inch of the monk’s taint, cupping the muscular ass as he works his tongue across the opening. He can’t see it with his partner sitting on his face but Lee bites his lip and is glowing red with lust and embarrassment.

Udyr continues to grunt in approval at this new position, fucking Lee’s hole with his tounge as his own hardness is played with, a bead of wetness impregnates the cloth holding Udyr’s raging cock and Lee rips it out of the way, revealing the throbbing dick beneath, atleast 8 inches long and of almost inhuman girth. Lee gasps, this is far from the first time he’s seen Udyr’s impressive manhood but the sheer size is still shocking to him and his smaller frame. Udyr laughs into Lee’s hole as he continues pounding it with his mouth, “I think another beast is growing restless tonight, monk.” Udyr grunts, continuing the unending assault on Lee’s loosening hole. Lee is taken aback by the joke at first, considering the direness of their situation but plays along anyway. “I suppose we will have to give it what it wants then, friend.” Udyr lifts his face from Lee’s ass and growls deeply, licking his lips and savoring the wetness of saliva on his beard and mustache. Without a word Udyr begins to stand, carrying his partner with him, ass to face, holding him upside down to suck on his raging cock. Lee obliges and takes Udyr into his mouth, gaging almost immediately on the saltiness of it. Udyr lifts him slightly for a better angle and slowly begins facing the monk as he sucks his hole. Grunting softly as Lee takes his head into his mouth. Realizing the tightness of his partner’s throat, he places him on his knees and commands Lee to be still with a look. Udyr cups the throat of the monk in his hand and begins to enter his mouth, stretching the monk beneath him to fit his girth. Udyr then places his second hand on the back of Lee’s head, continuing to push deeper into the mouth and bringing the monk forward to greet his cock. With some training Udyr is able to face fuck the monk with little resistance, only the occasional gasp for air. Now pounding rapidly down his throat Udyr pulls out suddenly to catch his breath.

In the moment of pause, Lee flips himself around on all fours to show his ass to the towering man, hole still wet from the eating out of his lifetime. Udyr chuckles and directs the monk’s head forward and down and begins to mount the smaller man, laying his throbbing cock between Lee’s ass cheeks and across his own throbbing hole. Udyr thrust softly across the surface of his partner’s asshole, homage to the affection Lee’s hand paid to his chest. Lee’s hole quivers beneath Udyr’s tender massaging of his hole, Lee’s own prick dripping streams of precum across the mossy bed. Udyr continues the teasing for what feels like hours, letting the heat of the partners grow stronger, only when Udyr’s erection begins to slightly soften did he dare enter his partner, as to not cause too much pain. And enter he did, interrupting the pleasure of the frottage Udyr presses up against Lee’s hole and begins to push in with the thumb. Allowing only the very tip to enter at first, Udyr quickly retreats back, to check on his partner. With the go-ahead from Lee’s heavy breathing and gentle stroking of his dick he begins to push the girthy head inside. Lee moans softly and Udyr keeps still, letting the monk grow accustomed to the size he must fit. Slowly but surely Udyr begins to buck his hips into Lee, holding onto the monk’s ass as he goes, pulling Lee towards his cock as he enters deeper.

The heat of Lee is unlike any other man or woman hes fucked, Udyr can barely keep himself in check as he begines to greedily plunge into his partner. Lee strokes himself more furiously, this early in and he can already feel Udyr pressing into his prostate, the large man’s heat fills him with lust and he throws his ass back to meet the wild bucks of his partner. Now slick with sweat, both men are furiously throwing themselves into each other, Lee is taking Udyr to the balls with every thrust, Udyr’s 8 inches of manhood sliding against his prostate as he enters and exits. Now wildly moaning and jacking his own dick Lee erupts in a fountain of cum, spraying the bed beneath him with ropes of semen as his ass constricts around Udyr’s cock, pulsing in rhythm with his orgasm. Filled with intense lust from his partners squeezing hole Udyr suddenly lifts Lee into the air, cock still pressing into him, stand fucking him as his partners cock continues to shoot grand ropes cum. Udyr roars as his mind goes numb and floods Lee’s hole with hot spunk, shooting out of the monks hole as he continues to fuck. Lee’s body is on fire with pleasure, as Udyr’s dick continues to pulse load after load into him.

Something isn’t right. Lee can sense the air around them has changed as he comes down from the orgasm. Udyr continues to assault his cum filled hole without remorse. The Volibear is here.

Udyr suddenly collapses in exhaustion as he drops Lee onto the bed, both still leaking spurts of cum. Udyr’s transformation is near instant, his bones crackly softly as his skin shifts, his body hair quickly covers him in a mat of snow white fur. His erection returns to full strength, pulsing back to life and grows still, nearly 13 inches as Udyr’s already towering figure grows even more massive, threatening to push against the dome shelter. The Volibear looks down at Lee’s shaking body and laughs deeply as primal lust fills his eyes.