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Just because:
I fucked his arse
And he fucked mine,
I sucked his cock
And he sucked mine,
I ate his butthole
And he ate mine,
I bit his nipples
And he bit mine,
I buried my face in his bush
And he buried his in mine,
I’d cum in his mouth
And he’d cum in mine,
I’d drink his piss
(But he wouldn’t drink mine),
I’d spit in his mouth
And he’d spit in mine,
I’d sit on his face
And he’d sit on mine,
I’d take his dildo up my bum
(But it wouldn’t fit up his),
I’d cum on his face
And he’d cum on mine,
I’d shower in his piss
(But he wouldn’t shower in mine),
I’d lick up his jizz
And he’d lick up mine,
I’d seed his butthole
And he’d seed mine,
I’d eat his knob
And he’d eat mine,
I’d stretch out my foreskin
And he’d fuck it with his tongue,
I’d suck on his balls
And he’d suck on mine,
I’d jizz on his butthole
And he’d jizz on mine,
I’d bury my face in his armpits
And he’d bury his in mine,
I’d fuck him on the table
And he’d fuck me on the floor,
I’d suck him in the dunes,
And he’d jerk me on the beach,
I’d crave his dirty undies
And he’d let me take them home,
I’d cum into a condom
And he’d drink it like juice,
I’d suck on his tongue
And he’d suck on mine,
I’d spank his butt
And he’d spank mine,
I’d fuck him in his undies
And he’d rip a hole in mine,
I’d crave my nipples to be tortured
And he’d attach the pegs,
I’d be submissive
And he’d bring out the manacles,
I’d inhale his stink
And he’d breath mine,
I’d leak rivers of precum
And he’d  lube up my butthole
And fuck me hard.
But just because we did all of these things,
Didn’t stop him from just
Walking away……

**Sorry if you find some grammatical errors, I always write at the same time I’m working so it’s hard**

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When I reached adolescence, hormones took over me. I am a boy from a small town, less than two thousand inhabitants, in the interior of Texas. My life has always been very calm and even boring. I was the youngest child of my parents, and I had an older brother. At 17, I was 1.75m tall, with extremely white skin, almost pink, blond hair, blue eyes, but I didn’t have any hair on my body, not even a beard. I had rosy cheeks, big lips, and I had a problem. I didn’t gain weight. I could eat like there was no tomorrow, only my penis grew. I had a round ass. When I was 15, something happened. I saw my first gay porn by accident. The bottom was very effeminate, with a body similar to mine, but his penis was much smaller, almost non-existent. The top was a hot, hairy macho man who beat him up and fucked him until he bled while he begged for more. Since then, I have been addicted to watching this kind of thing. I stole birth control pills from my mother, who never noticed because she always bought them in excess. I developed breasts like a woman’s and my ass became very feminine. When I was 17, if I squeezed my breasts hard, something like milk would come out, and I loved seeing it. My balls had gotten a lot smaller, and I think my dick wasn’t getting hard anymore because of the hormones. I didn’t want to be a woman, but my body was already a little feminine, and now I was the perfect faggot. I just needed to find a man. One day I was home alone. My mother had gone to visit my aunt, and I knew she would be gone all day. My father worked as a security guard. He would be gone one day and home the next day, and he wouldn’t come back that day. My older brother was 18 and must have been at work too. He was very different from me. He worked on a farm, and he was very strong and masculine. I was horny as hell, but since my dick wasn’t getting any harder, I went to take a shower to try to relax. I left the bathroom door unlocked because I was alone. My house only had one bathroom with a shower. I was relaxing in the shower when I thought about putting my fingers in my ass, with conditioner to see what it was like. I started with one finger and since it didn’t hurt, I went to two. It hurt a little, but it felt really good. I kept putting it in and taking it out for a while with my eyes closed. But I heard a noise and quickly opened my eyes. To my despair, my brother was there watching me masturbate my hole in the shower. I quickly turned off the shower and asked him what he was doing home early while I tried to get the towel.

“I left early today. I managed to take care of everything I needed to do, and since I’m off tomorrow, I wanted to start resting now.” He looked at me for a while. “Are you a faggot?”
“What? No! Of course not” I wrapped myself in the towel like a girl and tried to leave but he held me in the bathroom. My brother was a very white boy too, but very tall, strong, biceps the size of my head, legs so thick that his jeans would rip, feet almost twice the size of mine, it was even difficult to find boots for him to wear, a full beard although the hair was blond, blue eyes, thick hair that reached the middle of his neck, he was very hairy and proudly showed off his chest covered by a layer that looked like a yellowish sweater, very pink nipples, he always wore a cowboy hat, was always sweaty, smoked cigarettes non-stop and drank a lot of Bud Light. “It wasn’t what you thought,” I said. He pulled the towel off me forcefully, leaving me naked. “There’s not much time left to think, you’ve already shown everything,” he said, and then he ran his hand over my chest, which was a little pointy and had grown because of the hormones. “I imagined you were kind of gay, but not to the point of looking like a woman.” I started to cry. “You don’t have to worry,” he said. “I’m not going to tell Mom what I saw, but you have to make it up to me.” He pulled me naked and still crying by the arm to his room. It was small, with an old single bed and the room smelled. My mother didn’t clean it out of fear. He should have cleaned it but he barely did. There were beer cans on the floor, an ashtray that was already full, the sheets were yellowed, and there were clothes scattered everywhere. He threw me on his bed, took off his hat and then his sweat-soaked shirt, then put the hat back on his head. “Let’s see if you’re fit for a woman.” He said, looking at me. His chest was extremely defined and covered in sweat-soaked hair, and his armpits had hair that had never been trimmed. So it could be seen even with his arms down. The bulge in his pants was growing. His cock was already hard, but I was scared. He lit a cigarette, took the first drag, looked at me and told me to go get a beer. He wanted to start relaxing, but I would have to go naked. He was much stronger than me and I was afraid he would tell our mother, so I did what he asked as quickly as possible. When I came back, the cigarette was already half gone. I handed him the beer, and he was now sitting on the bed. He opened the can and took a sip and then placed the can on the headboard, taking another drag and leaving the cigarette between his lips, he unzipped his pants, his cock jumped out hard as a rock, a pink cock, covered in skin, his pubes so long that even through the open zipper he could see the long hairs, he had just left adolescence in a small town, full of lust and perversity. He started masturbating in front of me, when he pulled the skin down exposing the thick pink head, I could see that he hadn’t washed his penis properly, it was full of smegma “dance for me” he said “dance like a slut” I was so stunned that I started to shake my ass in front of him, running my hands over my breasts, putting my arms up, spinning, I did as I had seen in movies and he kept masturbating, he had already lit another cigarette and the beer was already gone, until he told me to stop and go to him on my knees, so I did and when I got close I felt the stench of his dick, dirty dick, he told me to open my mouth and I said no “if you don’t I’ll tell everyone you’re a fag” I didn’t want to but I did, and he stuck his entire dick in my mouth all the way to the back of my throat, which made me choke, he put it in and out several times until he started moaning very loudly and shaking, that’s when I felt a hot liquid in my mouth My mouth tasted bitter, when he took it out of my mouth I spat the white, viscous liquid on the carpet, he got angry and told me to lick it off the floor and swallow it, I didn’t want to but this time he threatened to burn my face with a cigarette, so I did, I licked the disgusting carpet in his room, swallowing all that sperm, I almost threw up but I managed to hold it in. “Can I go now?” I asked. “No, I’m not done yet” he replied “do you know how long it’s been since I fucked a slut? A year, there’s no one in this shitty city but now I have a slut at home” he laughed “I want to do you like the guys at work say, so now you’re going to get another beer and when you get back you’re going to give me a massage” “What if someone comes?” “You’ll be out of luck” I got another beer and brought it to his room, I was still naked but my mind was at ease, I had sucked my first man, even though he was my brother. I started massaging his back. I sat on top of him lying on the bed and started. He was naked too, with a broad, tanned back and defined shoulders. I went down to his buttocks and noticed that although his hair was light, I could barely see any skin because there was so much on his ass. Unlike me, he was really a man. He made me realize that I was born to be a slut. This gave me the courage to do my best, so I dedicated myself a lot. After a few minutes, he turned around underneath me. I was naked now, massaging his hairy chest while he kept his arms behind his head, showing off his extremely hairy armpits that gave off a very strong smell of sweat. He didn’t use deodorant, I already knew that, so I put my hands under his armpits to massage him. He didn’t feel any tickling and let me. I could feel the long, damp hair, while my pink hole blinked as I felt the thicket of hair on his penis touch me. Finally I massaged his feet, they smelled bad from sweating in his boots but they were so big, bigger than my head, I was hypnotized by the aroma but I finished as quickly as possible because I was still afraid that someone else would arrive. When I finished, he lit another cigarette and told me to kneel in front of the bed. As soon as I did, he sat down in front of me again. “Open your mouth as wide as you can,” he ordered. I didn’t want to disagree anymore, so I opened it and felt him spit. I swallowed his goo. It tasted like beer and cigarettes. He laughed. “You’ll be able to handle everything the guys at work told me to do today.” He patted me lightly on the face. While I was smiling mischievously and taking a drag on my cigarette, he pulled me onto the bed by my hair and put me on all fours. He pulled my arms back and held them with one hand. With the other, he put out the cigarette on my back, making me scream in pain and writhe. This was quickly resolved when he stepped on my head with his left foot, supporting himself only with his right foot. “I told you you’ll handle anything.” He spat on his free hand, still with his foot crushing my head, and rubbed it on my ass, wetting my entrance. Then he stuck a finger in as hard as he could. His fingers were the double mine so that finger already tore me, I screamed but it came out muffled, then without warning I felt a very strong pain and I started to fight, struggling and trying to push him away without success, he had stuck his entire thick penis in my virgin ass, the pain was unbearable but it got worse when he started to move inside me, going back and forth, he stayed like that for a while and when I stopped fighting he let go of my arms and took his foot off my face, now hugging me from behind he started to squeeze my breasts “you are exactly like a woman brother” he said as he squeezed my breasts, he thrust into me even harder “I took your virginity, this pussy will always be mine, you even bled like a girl” he continued while I moaned softly, when he finally got close to cumming he started thrusting really hard making me moan really loudly, and cry a little more, when he came he squeezed my breast so hard that a thin jet of milk came out of me he laughed still panting “you damn bitch, you emptied my balls twice” he punched me hard in the back and got out of me lying on the bed “go make something for your man to eat while he watches the game”. I left the room in tears, feeling my ass ripped and full, I made a sandwich for him and took it to the living room where he was already watching the game, wearing old red plaid pants and his hat, I also brought a beer and he was already smoking again, now I finally put on clothes and lay on my bed crying until I fell asleep. The other day I woke up with a sharp pain in my anus, and when I realized it, he was fucking me while I slept. He held my mouth while he thrust into me hard. At least when I woke up, I was about to cum. As soon as he did, he pushed me out of my bed like trash and slept right there. Months went by like that. He fucked me every day, with or without preparation. He made me his maid, he beat me. I was his slave whore. I couldn’t do anything, but after I got used to it, I realized that I was very good at it. I served him, I spent the day thinking about what he would like, how to satisfy him even more. The truth is that now I’m happier than ever.

It was about midway through my sophomore year in college. I had started having sex with guys the year before and had a fair amount of experience, but had always been very strict about condoms. At the time I had a boyfriend who I had known since we started college together. We’d been together for about 6 months, and although we weren’t officially exclusive, it was somewhat implied. Despite this I still spent time on hookup apps looking for “friends” and occasionally “fun.” 

One particularly warm summer day I was feeling incredible horny and was being a little more aggressive looking for sex on the apps than usual. I hadn’t been fucked by my BF in over a week, and really needed some dick. I had texted him earlier, but he was non-committable about being available.

Eventually I came across a guy named Jared, we exchanged pics and stats. He was 22, 6′, 170lbs, and from the pics he sent had a nice 7.5″ uncut dick. He had dark somewhat Italian features.  After a few messages he mentioned that he also had a friend, Oscar, who he would JO with, and they were wanting to try fucking a guy together. I had done a three-way once with my BF, but never with two tops.

Any part of me which would normally be hesitant was overcome by my libido that day. We talked about his friend and he sent me more pics. His friend was 21, 5’11, 170lbs, and had a 8″ dick, also uncut. He looked to be Latin, but we never actually talked about race. After a bit more back and forth, we agreed to meet at Jared’s place. It was on the other side of the campus, and would take me about 15 min to walk there. As I was about to leave Jared asked if they could fuck me raw, and I told them I couldn’t do that, and would only play safe. I had never been fucked raw before, and certainly wasn’t up for it from two guys I’d never met before. I thought that might end the encounter before it happened, but he agreed to use condoms and asked if I would bring them or if they should use his. Being a poor college student I asked if we could use his and that seemed to settle that. 

After walking across campus, I arrived at Jared’s apartment. Oscar was already there sitting on the couch, and I got the impression from the budge in his pants they may have been watching porn and stroking before I got there. They both greeted me with big smiles. The three of use seemed to stammer around about whether we should sit on the couch together or go straight to the bedroom. Trying to cut the sexual tension, Jared pointed to the bedroom, and we all headed there. I laid down in the middle of the bed, with Jared on my left, straddling my leg, and Oscar doing the same on my right. We started making out. 

As I took turns kissing both of them and slowly clothing started to come off. I was lying in my briefs and they took off their pants together and laid back down on either side. For the first time I clearly felt both of their dicks on my thighs through their boxers. I slowly reached down and starting stroking Oscar’s dick as I kissed Jared. After a short time though Oscar gentle pushed my hand away, and I realized he was already getting worked up. I switched, and starting stroking Jared. They were both hard as steal, with Jared’s dick feeling slightly thicker, and Oscar’s slight longer. My head was swimming at the thought they would soon be inside me.

“Fuck you’re sexy as hell,” moaned Jared as he started to slide his fingers down my leg, inside my briefs, and towards my hole.

I moaned a bit as his fingers first grazed it.

“Damn you’re super tight.” He looked at me somewhat mischievously. “I’ll have to open you up a bit before you’re ready to take us.” 

With that he reach down and slide off my briefs, and gently turned my hips so that I flipped onto my stomach. He pulled me down a bit towards the end of the bed, and Oscar moved from my side to in front of me, with his crotch directly in my face. I felt Jared’s mouth go between my butt checks and his tongue found my hole.  I had only been rimmed a few times, but never with his level of skill. He started working his tongue into my hole, getting me wet and slowly opening me up. 

As this was happening I reach up and starting stroking Oscar again through his underwear, slowly cupping his large balls, and working up his shaft. He quickly pulled down the waist of the last of his clothing giving me a full view of his rock hard dick. 

“You like it?”

“Fuck yes.” I agreed quickly.

I started to suck on his dick, prompting him to lean his head back and moan. His dick had a slight downward curve, which made it very easy for me to swallow it down to his pubes. I deep throated him a bit, but this again seemed to get him a little too excited, and he pulled me up, so he could cool down a bit.

This repeated itself a few times, as I sucked Oscar, and Jared rimmed me. All of Jared’s attention to my hole was starting to pay off as I opened up. 

“Do you think you’re ready for a dick” He asked

“Yea, Definitely.” I agree.

With that he moved up and I felt him laid on my back. At this point he still had his boxers still on, and I felt his dick through them pushing between my check. He quickly removed his boxers and I then felt his dick sliding between my checks.

“Ready for it?” He ask again.

“Yea, you have the condoms?” I seemed to disappoint him a bit that I was still insisting on condoms.

“Yea, I have them right here, ready to go.”

He reached and I saw him pull out a condom wrapper. I started to turn around and saw him holding the tip with one hand and rolling it down his dick with another. Oscar then turn my head back to his dick and I started sucking him him again, as Jared started lubing up my hole and his dick. Shortly, I felt the head of his dick pushing on my hole, and after meeting some resistant his head slide it. He dick was thicker than I was used to and my head shot up from Oscar’s dick, and I tried to relax and take the rest of Jared’s.

“Its ok, you can handle it”. Jared tried to coax me. 

Slowly he lowered himself down, pushing each thick inch of himself into me. I felt his low hanging balls come to rest against my own, as he held his dick still deep inside. 

“Fuck you’re tight as hell.”

“Go slow, ok?”

“As slow as you like, but don’t forget about him.” He responded and he guided my head back to Oscar’s dick. 

I started sucking Oscar again, and Jared started taking sort deep thrusts, seeming to test my hole. This continued for a few minutes, and his thrusts became longer, and quicker, until he was nearly pulling out entirely before thrusting back in me deep. He was able to get a few of these deep thrusts in before i felt him thrust in and hold his dick inside me.

“Fuck, you’re getting me close already.” 

“Time to switch up.” Oscar seemed ready to get inside me as well. 

With that Jared lied back down on my side, and I flipped back over to my back. Oscar got up and took position between my legs, grabbing a condom, and applying it to his dick as Jared had… Holding the tip with one hand. After lubing up he found my hole, and starting to slide in. I took him easier than Jared, who was thicker, and it wasn’t long before Oscar was thrusting into me with slow deep strokes. I looked over, and Jared was stroking the head of his dick, with the condom still visible on his shaft. 

Oscar leaned down and starting to kiss me as he fucked me, slowing his thrusts as he did so.

“You’re pussy is getting me close.” He stopped thrusting for a second, holding his dick inside.

“Fuck I’m gonna cum.” He immediate started thrusting into me hard, unable to hold back his load. He pushed my legs to my chest and start to deeply thrust into me. After a few more deep thrusts he held his dick deep in my hole, and I felt his dick start to twitch hard inside of me.

“I’m cumming.” he moaned into my ear as his head was pushed against my shoulder

Its my first memory of actually feeling a top’s dick twitch inside me as he came. It caught me by surprise and I grabbed his ass pulling him in as deeply as I could. I felt a warm sensation deep in my gut as his dick continued to twitch hard against the walls of my hole. I was surprised how long his orgasm last. He must had been really worked up. Slowly he seemed to relax on top of me and I felt his dick start to soften in my hole. I leaned up, and started to slide his dick out of me.

“Fuck the condom broke.” He said somewhat sheepishly.

I was shocked to look down and see the condom split down the middle like a banana peal, only the ring at the end still firmly on his dick. He slide a finger inside of me as I realized I had just taken his load.

“You felt so good.”

I was trying to process what had just happened. Part of me was scared to have cum inside me from a guy I had just met. At the same time, realizing the warm pressure deep in my hole was his cum made me only hornier. 

“Are you ok?” Asked Jared, still stroking his dick at the tip.

It didn’t occur to me at the time, that they had planned this, but in retrospect, everything from asking if I would bring my own condoms, to how they put them on and held the tips so I couldn’t see the end of the condom seemed to indicate they had planned to stealth me the whole time. 

“Yea its cool” was the best I could respond to everything happening.

Oscar dropped back to my side, and removed what remained of his condom. Jared then slide his hand between my thighs, and starting fingering my hole.

“Damn you have his load inside you, that’s so fucking hot.” 

“I’ve never done that before….”

“You’ve never taken a load of cum in your pussy??”

“No never….”

“How does it feel?”

I hesitated to respond. Conflicted between my long standing preference for safe sex, and the amazing feeling overcoming me.

Jared slide his finger deep into me.

“Damn, that’s a lot of cum.”

“Yea, I shot a massive fucking load, it was huge.” Oscar chimed in.

“How does it feel?” Jared asked again

“Actually it feels really good.” I admitted

This seemed to rev up Jared.

“Yea, you like having his big load deep in your pussy?”

“I fucking love it.” I responded without even thinking or quite realizing what I was saying.

“Yea, that’s so hot, you’re knock up now, you got his babies inside of you.”

My head was swimming. 

“Can I still fuck you some more?” Jared asked as he continued to stroke his dick.

“Yes.” I responded quickly.

With that Jared turned me on my side. Facing Oscar, I started to make out with him again. He was a very hot guy, and the idea I had his cum inside me drove me crazy. Jared started to line his dick up to enter me, I turned around to see him slip off his condom which looked like it had been cut in half right at the tip. He looked me right in the eye as his slide his now bare dick in my wet hole.

“Fuuuck, you feel amazing.” He moaned, closing his eyes and starting to thrust in me.

Oscar turned my head back to him and started kissing me again.

Jared’s thrust were deep. He gripped my hip with his left hand and reach his right around my chest to hold me in place.

“You like feeling my load in his pussy.” Oscar broke our kiss to ask.

“Oh my god, it feels amazing.” Jared remarked back.

With that Jared and Oscar started to make out over me. Oscar reach his hand down to finger my hole and Jared’s dick as our fuck continued. Jared’s thrusts started to speed up, and get harder and harder.

“Fuck I’m getting close.” (I could already tell.)

“You want my load too?….” 

I did, badly. But hesitated to respond.

“Dude, I’m about to cum, can I shoot in you.” 

“Please.” He started to beg.

“Yea, cum in me.” 

“Yea, you want my load, my nut in you?” He pressed

“Yes.” I admitted.

“Tell me you want my cum.”

“I want your cum.”

“Yea, you do.”

“Fuck I want it so bad, I want that big load deep in me.” I barely understood where the word were coming from.

That sent him over the edge, and he thrust deep into me. Oscar reach around and pulled Jared towards him pressing our three bodies tight together. I felt Jared’s thick dick start to jump inside me, and his warm cum flooding my hole and mixing with Oscar’s cum already in me.

“Fuuuuuuuuuuccckkk….” He practically screamed. 

His orgasm continued as his emptied his load into me. Eventually I felt his body relax against my own, and we lied there together, Jared’s dick in me, and Oscar against my body in the front.

After I while we started to untangle ourselves. Jared slowly withdrew from inside me, and Oscar started to get dressed.

“That was fucking amazing.” Jared said as he also started to get dressed.

Once he had his t shirt and boxers on he jumped back into bed and slowly opened my legs and started fingering my hole.

“Fuck you’re not even leaking, so hot you have our loads in you.” He reached his finger deep “Fuck that’s a lot of cum.”

“Yea I can feel it.” 

“We’ll breed you anytime you want man.” Oscar smiled and winked.

“Ok, Nice.” I stammered.

With that I started to get dressed myself. Before I got up though, i reached down in my underwear and slide a finger up my hole, feeling past the initial tightness, there seemed to be a new compartment filled with viscous cum. My head continued to swim as I play with their loads in my pussy.

“Damn, I think he likes it.” Said one of them.

I lifted myself off of the bed and looked around. They led me to the door kissed me and grabbed my ass as I left… I could still feel their loads in me as I walked home.

By the time I got home I was even more horny than when I left. As I walked I was surprise to find my BF sitting on my couch. He would often come by, so I tried not to act to surprised. I worried that he would smell cum, lube, and the other guys’ on me. 

Part II

“Still need to get fucked?” He asked as I remembered I had texted him earlier.

“Yea, just let me use the bathroom first.” 

I rushed to the bathroom and started the shower. I scrubbed up and down quickly, grabbed a towel and dried off. I felt clean on the outside, but still knew I had cum from two guys in my hole. I reached around and my hole felt wet and open despite the shower. I knew I should push it out before I let my BF fuck me, but the cum felt so good I didn’t want to loose it. My BF had always fucked me with a condom, so I figured he wouldn’t notice if there was cum in my hole… At Least I hoped.

I walked out of the bathroom in a towel. He had moved from the couch to my bed and was clearly waiting for me.

“All clean and ready for me now?” He beamed from the bed.

“Yes, definitely.” I replied.

I climbed into bed with him and we started making out. He kisses felt familiar and warm, so distinct from what I had done earlier with Oscar and Jared. My towel came off quickly, followed by his pants. He rolled me on my back and we started making out in the missionary position, me completely naked and him in a tee shirt and boxers. 

My mind kept jumping between him and what I had done earlier in the day. I tried to focus on him, but the warm tight feeling of cum in my hole kept drawing me back to the earlier fucks. Slowly his cloths came off and he kneeled between my legs his 7″ cut dick sticking out hard.

“This is what you’ve been waiting for all day?”

“Yeah.” I worried I didn’t express enough enthusiasm. But he seemed satisfied.

We again starting making out, now completely naked, his hard dick against by groin and occasionally rubbing down between my legs almost to my hole.

It was at that moment that I realized I wanted him to fuck me bare too. It was something we hadn’t  seriously discussed before and I had never really felt the need to have him in me bare. But, my mind kept flashing back those two moments earlier when I felt Oscar and then Jared cumming inside me, and I wanted more.

He reach down to my hole and started to finger me.

“Have you been playing with your hole today?” He asked, somewhat curious.

“Uh yea.” I stammered, a brief flash of fear as I realized he could tell my hole felt different today.

“Damn you really have been super horny today.”

“Yea, I was watching porn, and playing with it.”

Seeming satisfied he returned to fingering me and making out. I reached down and started stoking him. I back up on the bed just enough to give me enough room to pull his dick down between my butt checks and across my hole.

“Damn, you are ready to go! Do you want me to fuck you now?”

Usually we’d make out a bit longer and suck each other before getting to the fucking, but he could tell that today i was moving things along.

“Yes Please.” I grinned.

He reached over to the bed stand and pulled out lube and a condoms. Part of me sank knowing that he intended to fuck me with latex covering his dick. I thought about asking if he wanted to try without it, but was also terrified he would feel the loads I already had inside me. This craving for raw dick and cum was so new, I didn’t know how to reconcile it with our usual sex.

He slide the condom on and proceeded to lube up my hole and his covered dick. Giving me a mischievous smile as he did so. He slide in my hole with easy and began thrusting, working into his usual rhythm and lowering his lips to meet mine as he fucked me. 

“Wow you’re really opened up today.” 

“Yea, I was really playing with it all day, it still feels good, right?”

“Of course, you always feel good.” He smiled back.

He worked my hole, alternating his speed and force. I could tell at times he was starting to edge and backing off. All I could think though was how much I wanted him to take off the condom. He must have sensed that something was off and I wasn’t as into it as ussual.

“You’re enjoying it, right?” He sounded a little worried

“Yea of course. Are you? Can we take a little break though?” 

“Yea, sure. I was starting to get close, but its cool.”

He slowly pulled his dick out of me. I felt a few drops of cum leak out and down my crack as he did so, but he didn’t seem to notice that. His dick was rock hard and his balls were drawn tight against his body. I felt bad because it looks like he really was ready to cum.

He lied next to me, and i reached over and pulled off the condom and slowly started to stroke him.

“Uh, wait, but you still want me to fuck you more, right.” He was confused.

“Yea, I just wanted to stroke you a bit first.”

“Ok…” He seemed worried he wouldn’t get to fuck me more.

“Everything ok?” He continued.

At that point, I wanted his cum so bad, I couldn’t hold back.

“Would you want to try fucking me without the condom?” I tried ask as casually as I could.

“Ugh, well I’ve never done that before… Is that what you want, have you ever done it?”

“No.” I replied almost instinctively, not even realizing I was lying. “But I’ve been thinking about it, and it really sounds hot to me.” 

Looking back, it seems crazy that we had been together for almost 6 months without talking about barebacking. 

“I guess we can try, but I don’t think I’ll last very long.” He hesitate a beat, almost wanting to ask another question.

“That’s ok, we can just take it slow.” I tried to reassure him.

He climbed back between my legs and on top of me, reaching for the lube to apply a new layer to his now bare dick. I could tell he was nervous this time, i remembered back to the first time we fucked. I put my legs around his waist and pulled him a little closer as he lined up his dick again.

“Ready?” 

“Yes.”

He slipped the head of his dick into my hole, slowly sliding in deeper. I swear I could feel the moment his dick slipped deep enough to meet the chamber of cum I already was carrying around. He continued in until I felt his balls against my wet crack. 

He took a deep breath. “Wow.”

“You like it?”

“Yea you feel amazing. I just need a second or I’ll cum.”

We started to make out again, him holding he bare dick in me deep. After a few minutes he started with some deep short thrusts as he got used to the new feeling of a bare cum filled hole around his dick.

He worked back into a rhythm, unable to get to the same speed and force without pulling back to stop himself from cumming. He was able to control himself well though, and I was absolutely in heaven as he fucked me. He continued to fuck and edge for about another 15 minutes.

“I don’t know how much longer, I can hold out before I cum.” He was clearly on the edge.

“Ok, just let me know.” I kissed him back.

“Um, well, what do you want me to do when I shoot?..” I realized he didn’t know how to ask if it was ok to cum in me.

“Just keep fucking me.” 

He hesitated again. “Ok, so I’ll cum inside you?”

“Yea.”

He hesitated another moment, and instinctively I squeezed his dick with my hole. This elicited a gasp, and he immediately started thrusting into me deep. His thrusts now were less controlled as he was quickly reaching the point of no return.

“I’m going to cum.” He announced

“Yea? Cum in me, shoot that big load.”

He started fucking harder. Hammering my hole as hard as he could.

“I’m cumming.” He moaned as he made one last strong thrust into me and held his dick deep.

He continued to moan as he started to explode deep inside of me. He dick was spasming hard, and I could feel each jump of his dick flooding me with rope after rope of his warm cum.

He collapsed on top of me, my legs still around his waist and his dick still buried in my now flooded pussy. I felt his dick slowly start to soften, giving it a little squeeze here and there, always prompting another small gasp and deep twitch from him.

Eventually his dick became soft enough that it slide out of me. He returned to laying next to me.

“Did you like it?” I ask

“Yea, it felt great.” 

He seemed a little out of place and got up to start getting dressed. I walked him to the door, and we kissed goodbye. It took him a little while to get used to fucking me bareback, but we never used a condom again.

To be continued..

It was a secluded place, where the only fathers and sons were allowed in. Not an ordinary club with ordinary activities, but unusual activities took place. A club where you could be uninhibited and allowed to discover a special bond. The sons became the masters and the fathers became the slaves. It was called The B & B Club  was short for, The Bed and Breakfast Club.

The B & B club was over 4 thousand square feet. Eight bedrooms that would accommodate a father and son in each room. It was situated on 36 beautifully secluded acres. A stately appearance, with all stone exterior, large pillars and Palladian windows.

Each master bedroom had a stone fireplace, king bed, private bath and play room. The play room was equipped with a small spanking table, small stainless steel cage and a nice assortment of whips, paddles, gags, muzzles, cuffs. dildos and various other items.

The large sun room overlooked the back yard pool and the garden. The sun room was filled with all types of horses and stocks, some full height and some half height.  Many cages with cock and ball attachments and also an assortment of spanking benches and tower stands.

The electronic rooms were in another part of the B & B. Those rooms had violet wands, all shapes and sizes with assorted ends. There was also a wide variety of E Stim machines.

The B & B club was exclusive and by invitation only. There was no discrimination, fathers and sons came from all walks of life and professions. Everyone from engineers, business men, specialists and even the average blue collar worker.

The rules of the club were simple.

1. Consenting parties only and they must be biological father and son.

2. One father with no more than 1 son at a time. Swapping was allowed.

3. The son must be 18 years or older.

4. All facilities are under supervision of the trained staff.

5. Both the father and son must have a safety passport with them.

Bruce Martin and his son Chad had been at the club last year. Bruce was 42 and his son Chad, was 19. They were acquainted with several other regulars. There was Roger Lawson and his son, Mike. They were a little older, Roger was 51 and his son Mike was 21. There was also Lewis Baker and his son, Harry. Lewis was 46 and his son was 20. 

The fathers were led into the large shower house. They stripped off their cloths and went into the showers. When they came out, the staff fitted them with a triple cock ring, leather collar, penis gag and leather cuffs to hold their hands behind their backs.

Everyone had an idea of how their naked father should pose in idle position. Most accepted was kneeling, legs open with hands cuffed behind the back. Fathers were never allowed to walk alone. They must always be on a leash attached to the collar. When they stopped, they had to assume the idle position. 

On that afternoon, Chad choose show off his naked father. He knew the vibrating nipple clamps would made his father’s cock hard, because it always did. Chad made him walk in front of him, so he could slap his dad’s ass with the flogger. His dad’s stiff circumcised cock looked great in the triple ring.

The club provided many outdoor activities. Pony boys was popular. The fathers pulled carts with their sons riding behind. Naked camping trips in the woods, along with naked bicycle rides. 

In the garden was a merry go round, but this one was not for kids. All the ponies had large dildos attached to the plastic saddles. The fathers had to mount the pony and slide their ass down onto the dildo.  

Their hands were then cuffed to the pole and their feet were cuffed to the stirrups. There was no way they could fall off or get off until they were released. 

The merry go round stopped and Chad led his dad over to one of the ponies. He smiled as he watched his dad wiggle his ass onto the slippery dildo. The ponies on this merry go round was special made. When the pony started down, it would suddenly drop several inches.

This action would made the father’s ass drop down hard onto the dildo. It was fun to watch and by the time the ride was over, all the fathers had very hard cocks. From there, Chad led his father over to the pony grounds. 

Chad wanted to see the other fathers pulling their sons around in pony carts. A leather harness was draped over their shoulders and fastened around their chest and waist. All the sons had long buggy whips to be used on their dad’s bare ass.

Chad and his friend Harry, loved to watch the father’s cocks bounce up and down as they trotted along pulling the cart.

Harry and his father Lewis, came over to the pony track. Harry smiled at Chad. 

“having fun yet?”

“Yeah. We just did the merry go round.”

Harry laughed. 

“Yeah we did to. Made me hard watching that dildo slamming dad’s ass.” 

Harry looked down at Chad’s father.

“Your dad sure looks hot with that stiff cock between his legs.”  

Chad yanked the leash.

“Get up. He hasn’t been milked today. Go for it!”

Harry grabbed Bruce’s cock and began stroking it. Slowly at first, then faster and harder. It didn’t take long for Bruce to ejaculate. Sperm squirted in the air, then dropped into a puddle on the ground. At the same time, Chad was preforming a forced masturbation on Harry’s dad. 

Harry looked over at Chad.

“How about the cock races? Lets enter our dads.” 

Chad agreed and they led their fathers over to the grassy field. The cock races was another favorite game. Two fathers were paired off. Standing face to face and their cock and balls were tied together. The object was, for the two fathers to run or fast walk sideways down the field to the finish line. 

Chad and Harry watched the staff member tie their father’s cock rings together with a nylon cord. The course was 25 foot long. The winners of the race would have to publicly stand on the winners platform and masturbate each other in public view.
On that particular day, Bruce and Lewis didn’t win. They came in a close second. 

Harry turned to Chad.

“You wanna switch fathers now?”  

Chad shrugged his shoulders. 

“Sure, why not. I’ve been wanting to bury my cock up your dad’s ass for some time now.” 

Harry smiled at him. 

“I wanna do the same with your dad.”

Harry grabbed Bruce by the collar and yanked him to his feet. He led Bruce off into the woods. Chad looked down at Lewis an evil smile.  

“Lets you and I go to the barn. I got a hard cock that needs to fuck somebody!”  

He made Cliff trot all the way to the barn. Chad bent him over one of the wooden horses and tied his ankles to the legs. Chad remembered from last year when him and Harry switched. Lewis was a great fuck and this time was just as good as the first time. Pulling his pants up, Chad backed away and watched his seed drip down the crack of Lewis’s ass. Lewis’s cock was hard by this time.

“I’m gonna take you over to the vibrator competition. See how good you are.”

The vibrator contest was starting. The fathers were tied to a railing with their legs held wide open by a spreader bar. Each son was given a vibrator. The object was simple, the father that could hold his ejaculation until last, was the winner. The first father to ejaculate was the looser. He had to clean the cocks of all the other contestants. 

Chad knew what the outcome was going to be as soon as he touched the vibrator to Lewis’s stiff cock. He saw his muscles tighten and his legs quiver. Chad loved the whirring sound of the vibrator, while he slowly moved it up and down. He worked the vibrator back and forth directly on the swollen glans of Lewis’s cock.

Chad reached up and began pinching Lewis’s nipples with his left hand. Lewis couldn’t hold out any longer. His cock began to quickly spew out his seed. Lewis was first father to ejaculate. Chad led him around by the collar, making him kneel in front of each dad and lick their cock clean.

That night in the dining room, the sons sat around the table laughing and joking with one another. The fathers were under the table in the kneeling boxes, hands bound behind their backs with their head’s between their son’s legs. Bruce could hear Roger slurping away on the other side of the table. Harry was unzipping his paints so Lewis could suck him off. Chad followed suit and unzipped his pants.

After dinner, the final event for the evening took place. It was the cock and ball drag. The race was held out by the pool. A weight of certain amount was tied to the father’s cock and balls. It was a 25 foot course and the first father who drug his weight over the finish line, was the winner. Once again, the winner would have to stand on the winners platform and masturbate in front of everyone.

That event put the finishing touches on the first day at the B & B club. Chad led his father up to their room, they showered and climbed into bed. Bruce laid face down so Chad could give him a good spanking. Chad slowly rubbed his hard cock up and down the the crack of his dad’s red ass. The bed was SHAKING!

“Com’on Chad. Get up. You’ve got a swim meet today! You got one hour to eat and be there.”

Chad rubbed the sleep away from his eyes. His dad pulled the covers off Chad and saw the wet stains on his briefs and the sheets. His dad smiled. 

“Another dream? Better hit the shower, then come downstairs for breakfast.”

 
End

I waited for my mom to leave, today I had to confess it to my stepdad about  my liking towards him, from the day I saw him naked him in the closet while he was getting ready I can’t stop my self fantasising about him and his big cock.

My mom left, I gathered all my courage and moved towards my dads room, I opened the door and looked inside he wasn’t in the room, I heard voice from the shower so I went into the shower.

There he was taking bath, tall, muscular, broad chest, hairs all over his body ,unshaven beard,

“Dad” I called him, he tilted back and asked me “ohh! John what are you doing here do you have some work from me?”

I couldn’t gather my voice I was already getting hard by just looking at him naked.

“I wanted to talk to you about Something I have been feeling lately” I said him.

“Give me a minute” he said while removing all the soap from his body, he climbed out of the shower and grabbed and bath rob and wore it, I stood there and stared at him while going all wild over my thoughts.

“Tell me what’s the matter” he said and started moving out of the bathroom and I followed him.

We came out to his bedroom and I took seat near him on his bed.

“It’s very hard to quote it” I said by looking at him.

“Don’t worry my child you can tell me anything you want” he said in he’s voice,

“I actually, hmm, actually I have been having horny thoughts about you from the last time since  I saw you that day naked in your closet”.

“Hmm interesting” he said by laying his hand over my shoulder “ so do you want to get rid of the thoughts” he asked me.

“Yes” I replied “but I don’t know how”,

He  stood up and opened his rob and layered it over the floor “by making it true” he said by looking towards his semi hard cock.

“But dad” I said

“ don’t worry it will just stay between us”he said.

I sat over my knees, my hand grabbed his thick wet cock, I took face near it.

I started liking his cock head as he moaned, he’s dick started to erect hardly, I grew into a full fucking 9inches hard cock .

I started to blow him, my one hand on back his dick and another one cup holding his huge ball.

“That’s mud boy, suck it harder, hmmm” he moaned.

He grabbed me and pulled me up on my legs, I was still trying to catch hold my breath. He reached for my t-shirt and removed it, he stared in to my eyes and then kissed me, it started of soft and then my tongue and his tongue became one, changing each other’s saliva,

My cock completely aroused and ready for the blast was hitting against my shorts.

He rubbed his hand over my bulge  and said “ some one is already getting wet” and licked over my mouth.

He trowed me over the bed and climbed over me, he pulled my shorts down, he came back to my face and kissed my lips, biting the, licking my neck, then my nipple, then my bellybutton and then finally my cock.

He started to lick it and blowed my cock like experienced person, I wondered who else he have ever blowed.

“Yes dad, ahhh, your gonna make me cum, hmm” I gasped grabbing the sheets in my wrists.

He looked over and asked “ are you liking it my son”.I nodded my head like a wanting slut.

He went back on his knees and pulled me towards him, he lifted my leg and bent his head over him pink butthole.

He started to lick it with his tongue and making space from his fingers so he’s tongue could go deeper.

The tickles in my ass made my whole body clench and arched. “Dad please please fuck me” I said in a wanting way.

He looked over me and smiled “yes daddy will fuck your little pussy”, he grabbed his cock and throwing saliva all over my hole.

He trusted his cock into in hole, pumping it hardly inside hardly. His huge cock filled my body all over from inside and making difficult for me to breathe.

“are you liking it my son, do you want more” he pushed him self completely into my body and fucked me harder.

He grabbed my cock and kept jerking it harder and he fucked me. I was about to cum.

“Faster dad I am going to cum” he jerked me harder. I finally splashed all over my body with my cum “ohh yes dad”moaning and finding air to breathe. My dad kept fucking me, I was totally exhausted, he rubbed his hand all over my cum and pot his finger into my mouth.

“I am going to cum my son open your mouth “ he pulled out his cock and bought it near my mouth and loaded my face with his cum “ohh yes, yes “ and moaned heavily and heavenly.

He filled my whole face and mouth with his cum, he bent over and kissed me, exchanging his cum from my mouth to his. He laid his all body over mine and kept kissing me for next 5 minutes.

“ did it go well then your fantasies” he asked me.

“More better than I could have ever fantasised “ I replied.

We both laying next to each other facing the roof and completely exhausted, covered with cum, sweat and thinking of the new relation which  came into existence.

Bro, I Can Feel Your Cock

The weeks after our first night together, the boys settled into a routine. Throughout the week they’d come whevener and met up at mine on Fridays and Saturday nights. I had understood my role though no one explicitly said anything :

I was playing the girl Hamid was in love with and more or less dating. Liam was his overbearing best friend who took liberties with his girl. Enzo was their little sex student who also got to enjoy sloppy seconds (though technically it was thirds). And Abu Bakr just straight up refused to fuck me. He did make out with me several times but that seems to have been just to tease me.

Some specific fucks that bear mentioning:

LIAM AND HAMID

One afternoon Liam and Hamid showed up together. They’d had a fight about an actual girl and Hamid had apparently ruined their shot at her by proposing a threesome and scaring her off. When they came in, Liam was fuming and berating Hamid in very harsh terms. He pushed him to the middle of the living room and said, “Since you can’t be trusted to think with your head instead of your dick, you’re gonna be punished. Got it?”

“Yes, Liam.”

“Good boy. Give me your belt and kneel down.” Liam was taking off his own belt and he turned to me. “Give me one of your belts too, bitch. Now.”

I wondered if getting beat up with three belts wasn’t slightly excessive but when I handed mine over, I realized that wasn’t the plan at all. One was twisted around his wrists, another around his ankle, and the third linked both bindings. In the end he couldn’t move, and knelt on the floor.

Liam slapped him twice. Then twice again. He tried to contain himself. “So far, you have cost me five girls since I’ve known you.” Slap, slap. “You stupid fucking animal.” He turned to me. “Charlie, come here, baby girl.” As soon as I got next to him, he shoved his tongue in my mouth and gave me a very sloppy kiss. Almost leaking. Then, to Hamid: “Since you won’t learn your lesson, you have lost your sex privileges for a week. This girl,” pointing to me and squeezing my ass, “is the last one who’ll tolerate you, so you need to learn. Seven days. And every day you’re gonna watch me wreck your girl’s cunt. If you make one sound, say one word, I will bust a load, then piss over your fucking face. Do you understand me? Shut the fuck up and nod if you do.”

Hamid nodded with fear in his eyes, but a rock hard dick bulging through his pants.

So, over the course of a week, I got fucked every day by Liam in front of Hamid. Every time they came, Hamid would kneel down and get belted into immobiloty. Every time I was fucked in the worst possible way. Liam slapped my face with the sole of his shoes, spat on the floor and made me lick it, strangled me with his underwear, fingered me until he was four fingers in then abruptly switched to trying to punch into my bussy, came deep in my ass only to pull his cum out with his fingers and make me eat it… It was a nasty string of fucks. He also brought Abu Bakr once so he could inspect the day’s humiliation session and participate in insulting Hamid. Bonus for me, while Liam was fucking me missionary, Abe had me open my mouth so he could spit in it.

Hamid did not make a sound or say anything until the very last night. Liam was going at it like a mad man. He had me face down ass up, fucking me on the rough tile floor and was beating my back with his shoes, calling me a depraved slut for tolerating Hamid and letting “an animal” touch me. Right before Liam came, we heard a moan, and Hamid whispered, “Please, leave her alone.”

Liam pulled out of me and leaped. He reached Hamid in two steps and slapped him around for a moment.

“You were warned, dumbass.” And he grabbed his cock, spat on the head of his dick, jacked off for a few seconds and finally blasted a massive load on Hamid’s face.

That was a sight to behold. Hamid’s mouth was open in a gasp and partially filling with whatever cum fell in. His face was getting covered with ropes and Liam was not being careful about the eyes like he did with me. And Liam was just… godlike. Skinny boy with tight muscles, tall as hell, just coming over his friend’s face, looking down at him.

When he was done, he shoved his cock in Hamid’s mouth, pumped twice before pulling out, then dragged his friend to the bathroom.

Obviously I followed. I wished I could have filmed it.

Liam threw Hamid inside the shower, stepped in front of his face and waited for his dick to soften. Hamid was struggling to open his eyes, with his hands still tied behind his back to his ankles. His dick was still incredibly hard and threatening to burst through his shorts.

When the piss started to hit his face, he shivered so hard I wondered if he came.

Liam and Enzo

The mood was quite different when Liam showed up with Enzo. They liked impromptu weeknights and long Sunday afternoons. The mood was much lighter, playful, and relaxed. The scenario was somewhat different, though not less weird, and still not explicit. I was with my boyfriend Liam, this time, and his little brother, Enzo, whom he was initiating into sex. As best as I could tell. Just as confusing as the fact I was not a girl, Enzo was absolutely not a virgin but it clearly turned him on to have Liam treat him like some unexperienced kid.

Enzo was absolutely into it. For a kid who had viciously facefucked me quite recently, he had played to perfection the role of the newbie who was learning how to fuck a throat. Liam and him were sitting on the couch, I was kneeling between Enzo’s open legs and sucking his dick. Liam put Enzo’s hands on my head and told him to push. And that motherfucker Enzo, I kid you not, gently shoved me so I had half of his manageable cock in my mouth and asked with an innocent voice, “Like this?”

The “first time” Enzo fucked me, Liam had us in my bedroom.

“Now, before you get to just wreck her, you have to prove yourself, ok?” said Liam. “So watch what I do, and learn. You’re gonna make love to her.”

Then he settled me on my back, took my legs on his shoulder and entered me, bringing his chest against mine and kissing me. For almost an hour, he fucked me quite tenderly though never weakly, and taught Enzo very patiently how to make love to his “girlfriend”. He pulled out at the last moment and brought his dick to my mouth to make me swallow. “This way, you don’t technically get sloppy seconds,” Liam said to Enzo with a wink.

And so, for about half an hour, Enzo took me missionnary. He alternated between kissing me awkwardly (really, a tremendous actor) and looking expactantly at Liam to get notes on his lovemaking. Liam himself was laying beside us. Truly a bewildering experience.

While Liam had clearly played with his pace and thrusts to last longer, Enzo was doing no such thing which I understood at the end to be part of the whole setup. When he got close to coming, he settled his face into my neck and whispered plaintively, “Charlie? Is it okay if I go a little faster?” After I gave him the green light (with a shaky, worried voice because I wanted my own Oscar as well) he started rutting into me like a rabbit, and then planted his cum as deep as he could into me.

Liam caressed his back and settled his hand on his ass. “That’s okay, bro. You did great. You’ll last longer with more experience, ok? Don’t feel bad.” And to me, “Did you like it baby ?”

“Very much, babe.” I kissed Enzo on the cheek. “One day he’ll be as good as you.”

All of this, of course, was leading up to something.

They came in one Saturday night already high. Giggly, suspiciously silent, sharing looks. The whole thing. They went to the kitchen together to get the one (1) bottle of iced tea I said I had, and spent a few minutes in there whispering to each other like they were about to pull a school prank.

Now, I’m not a clairvoyant. I’m just your average slut and stoner. But I knew already. It was DP night.

It started off as a regular threesome, with both making out with me and passing me to the other one. Then it moved to the bedroom and I started sucking their dicks. Both were sitting next to each other and I was going from one’s legs to the other. They were passing a joint. They were passing smoke. Then they kissed.

Just a little bit. Less than thirty seconds. They they giggled.

You know me, I just kept sucking dicks and did not even raise an ironic eyebrow. I just enjoyed the show.

Then Liam brought me up, sat me with his cock against my crack and started fingering me. In between kissed he gave me over to Enzo for a quick makeout. “I’m gonna open you up first,” he said. He had me ride him while kissing him and Enzo, back and forth, then had me sit on Enzo and ride him.

Liam sat on Enzo’s legs behind me and started played with my nipples. He whispered in my ear, “Babe… Enzo and I had an idea…”

“Yeah?”

“Something we wanna try…”

“You can try anything baby.”

“Do you think… I could get inside you… while my little bro is in there?” Liam kissed my neck.

Enzo was looking at me like his life depended on it, his cock was pulsing wildly in my ass.

“Baby…” I moaned. “What if it hurts?”

He licked my neck and pinched my tits. “I promise I’ll go slow, babe. Please… for me? and my bro?”

With one of his hands, he grabbed his cock and starting stroking my ass with it. My ass and Enzo’s balls.

“Ok, babe… but only if you go slow…”

He lubed up his cock and fingers, inserted two fingers into me and against Enzo’s cock, then three, all very slowly. He never stopped kissing my neck or pulling my head around to make out with me.

When he decided I was ready, but still tight enough to give me a stretch and making me scream, he pushed me into Enzo’s arms and starting pushing into me.

I did truly feel it. Playing the part wasn’t that hard at all. I fought back, begged, cried, but they were determined. Enzo stroked my head, kissed me, and whispered sweet nothings in my ears.

Liam was living out his own fantasies. When he got balls deep he whispered several times in a row: “Bro, I can feel your cock.”

For fifteen minutes or so, they managed to make love to me simultaneously. They held off as long as they could, going as slow as possible but “bro I can feel your cock” kept going around the room. Enzo came and that made Liam come so they both settled as deep as they could and stayed there, hard as rock but shaking from sensitivity.

They powered through. Liam started fucking me again first, letting out a moan that turned into a roar. “Bro it’s all fucking lubed up.”

Enzo pushed tentatively into my ass. “Prime fucking pussy.”

The lovemaking was over. They fucked me for another while, lasting longer this time, and throwing all tenderness out of the window. Liam pulled my hair and pushed his fist into my back to make me arch back. Enzo grabbed my throat with one hand and slapped me with the other.

Liam fucked harder and harder and pushed himself over the edge, coming first. Enzo was rock hard and iron willed. He kept pumping up and when he felt Liam start to pull out, he authoritatively said “Keep it in!”

Liam pushed back in. I heard him wince.

Enzo grabbed me by the throat and hips, and fucked me relentlessly until he came deep into me, right against Liam’s cock.

After that night, double penetration became a regular item on the menu together, even once integrating it into Hamid’s punishment.

The only bad part of them become my regulars was Abu Bakr still refusing to fuck me. Over the weeks, we’d started getting closer physically. He’d sit next to me, hug me, hold me, and had me nest against him when watching movies. At first it seemed like more of the games. It belittled Liam and Enzo and made Hamid jealous.

And while it was certainly that, there was also what Abe said to me. “You’re not worthy yet.”

That boy was driving me insane. Then, he invited me to a week’s vacation with him.

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Author’s note

Hi y’all

This chapter is the last one in what i’d call (very presomptuously) the first arc of the story, a sort of introduction to the characters and their dynamic. The next few stories will unpack Abu Bakr and his role in the story. However, the chapters might take a while. Thanks for reading and thank you for being patient.

Officer Ross had been after Ricardo for two years. He wanted to end his control over the young men of the neighborhood. But he had never been able to pin anything on him. Now he had the key that he felt would give him the opportunity to end El Hefe’s rule. Knowing the honor code of the gang members he knew that the chief could not refuse a challenge to a fight for leadership. That was what he did. Now he and the members of his boy’s club were going to meet the Chief and his gang at a gym in the barrio. Ross had no doubt about the outcome. He had been an amateur wrestler since high school and through college and was the all-state police wresting champion at 180 lbs. His daily workout left him with a toned and muscular body. He was 5’10” and still 180 lbs. Hefe was a bodybuilder of great strength and musculature standing 5’9” and weighing 180. His abs were a sight, his chest a wonder, his tits huge and hard, his arms were bulging. He was a man to be reckoned with and not underestimated. Ross felt that this own experience would out way any strength advantage Ricardo possessed.

Ricardo had accepted Ross’ challenge knowing that his gang would expect him to do so. Ross was right on that account. But Hefe (chief) was no slouch when it came to wrestling. Ross thought he was meeting a street fighter. He would be surprised. As Ricardo waited out the day of the match, he felt he needed some relaxation. So, he called in Pablo, his number 2, and said he needed someone to loosen him up. Pablo knew exactly who to get. He sent word for Miguel. A pretty boy of 19 with a gymnast’s body and a visible package presented himself to the Chief. “Make me feel relaxed”, said Ricardo. Miguel had the Chief lay upside on the massage table in the gym. Working his hands over the body of his leader, Miguel began to slowly bring his man to attention. His cock grew with each action. Then Miguel put his mouth on the huge tits and sucked them with careful attention and finesse. His hand found the cock of the Chief and began to twist it rather than slide up and down. The masterful manipulation soon made Hefe quiver as his sex organs were stimulated into a sensual orgasm of white manhood that exploded over Ricardo and Miguel. “You are the master of the master,” said Chief. He was ready for the evening’s festivities.        

Ross arrived at the gym at the appointed hour and saw that Hefe and his boys were already there. Ross approached the leader to define the rules for the match. “We fight under state amateur rules until one person is pinned or loses on points”, Ross announced. Hefe responded quickly and said, “None of that kid stuff here. We fight under pro rules that we use here. The gym is our territory, and we use our rules.” Ross hesitated but before he could answer the boss said, “What a pussy. Afraid to meet a real man in a real man’s fight.” Taken aback by the words Ross had no choice but to accept the rules laid down by the gym.

Ricardo said that the match would be two out of three falls. According to the rules the first fall must be by submission or knock out. The Second by pinfall, you could only win or lose by a three count. The last fall could be either.

Now was the time to begin the battle. Ross knew that the future of every kid there, his and Ricardo’s, was in his hands. He could not fail.

The bell rang and the match began. Ricardo went for a traditional collar and elbow tie up. But just before he connected with Ross he let fly with an elbow smash that stunned Ross. Before he could get his head together Ricardo has landed another three elbows to the side of his head. At once the Chief pushed Ross to the ropes and threw him to the other side of the ring. When he came flying back off the ropes the skilled boss let Ross have it with a flying drop kick that sent Ross sprawling to the mat. Without a second’s thought the brown attacker had lifted Ross up by the hair and sent him into the corner of the ring. Ricardo followed him at great speed and landed a clothesline across his neck. Leaning in he spoke softly into the policeman’s ear. “You sucker. I wrestle professionally for a living, and I am going to give you a lesson in pain and humiliation. When I have finished you will be screaming for me to end your suffering and will promise to give me anything I ask. Then the gym rules will kick in and you will be mine to play with and degrade in front of everyone.” Ross was now afraid of what might happen if he lost, to himself and the boys. He had to try harder to win.

Ricardo pulled Ross out of the corner and sent him across the ring into the opposite corner where his back was battered by the shock of the hit. The gang warrior followed after the officer with a jumping body smash. He sent the weak policeman into the other corner and repeated the assault. He repeated this move twice more. Taking the body of his foe the Mexican lifted him by the head and trunks until his frame was feet first aimed for the ceiling in a standing suplex. He held Ross for several seconds before bringing him down on his back with a great shudder of the ring. The master of the match put Ross seated on the top rung and executes a perfect Hurricana. With his police victim on the mat Ricardo made a series of elbow drops on the exposed chest of Ross, each hit causing his body to bounce off the mat. Ricardo was having fun torturing the beautiful body of this clown who attempted to beat him in the ring. He would use every tool at his disposal to make this a memorable occasion for his boys. Several stomps to the head and body set Ross up for a bulldog sit out. He added a destroyer that landed Ross on the top of his head. This was followed by a push into the ropes ending with a Spanish fly that left Ross lying on his back. It was now time to end this first fall and prepare for the coup de grace of the second fall.

Lifting Ross by the hair he tossed him again into the ropes, but this time did not attack frontally. Instead as the poor officer went past, he grabbed for his neck and put on a sleeper hold. His huge arms, like bands of steel forged in the weight room of the gym, began to tighten ever more with each passing second. This was how the first fall would end, with a sleeper knockout. As the seconds passed Ross struggled to get free, contorting his body and grasping at the anacondas cutting off the oxygen to his brain. Soon he felt his arms tingle, then his vision blurred and his brain stopped processing. He felt his strength leave him until induced sleep overwhelmed him. Ricardo savored every struggle and hopeless effort of his victim. The movement of his enemy’s body against his began to give rise to his sexual urges. When he felt the resistance of his opponent ebb away he kept up the hold until his victory was beyond question.

In the few moments before the next fall began the brown warrior worked his followers into a frenzy as they chant “Crush him” in unison. The first fall was such a squash job it appeared to most people there that the end was inevitable. But Ross understood he had to finish the match whatever the outcome.

As the bell sounded for the second fall Ricardo wasted no time reestablishing his supremacy over his victim. Running to Ross at the first sound of the bell he landed several fists to the head and face of the ravaged officer. Then sending him into the ropes he made him do a backflip that caused Ross to land flat on his back. He repeated the move again then lifted him as if to do a body slam but instead let him fall onto his knee which he kicked into Ross’s face. Lying half-conscious Ross could only wait for the next assault on his body. It came in the form of a body splash off the top rope. When the splat was heard by the Chief’s boys they shouted out, “One more time.” And the Chief did the splash again. Bouncing on to the prone piece of beef that had been tenderized by the constant punishment it had taken aroused the crowd to a higher pitch of frenzy. Knowing there was no submission in the second fall he put Ross into a submission hold he could keep on forever. The brutal Mexican lifted the policeman into a torture rack. With his body in firm control the sadistic wrestler began to pull on the head and leg of the suffering man adding his own touch by grabbing the dick of his victim and put his hand over the mouth and nose to smother the piece of meat on his shoulders. He bounced up and down to put ever greater pressure on the back. He finally dropped the battered body on the mat with a fall to the knees putting a great shock to the back. Ricardo used a piledriver to render his victim less able to resist his onslaught.  After a series of body blows and knee drops the crowd began to chant a new refrain. They called out to “Bitchify him,” again and again. Ross heard it but had no idea as to what it meant but he would soon learn.

Ricardo was waiting for the cry of the crowd to inaugurate his signature hold. He used it on victims and on boys who disobey. He was wetting his pants at the thought of using it on this muscular man instead of some boy and turning him into his bitch.

After a body slam and a knee across the throat he had his target in the proper state to do his worst. He picked up the blurry eyed officer and trapped him between the top two ropes of the ring immobilizing his arms and leaving his torso exposed. Moving to the right side of Ross he landed a couple of blows to the chest and then moved to where he could whisper into Ross’ ear. “Now I will turn you into my bitch. You will scream and beg for me to stop and promise to do whatever I want. Then your boys will see you as nothing more than my slave. It will be your end as a man.” “I will never give you the satisfaction of submitting to you no matter whatever you do to me,” responded the brave but foolish man who did not know what was going to happen to him.

The smiling Mexican grabbed a tuff of hair to hold back his opponent’s head and then put his hand on the abs of the handsome policeman and worked his way down to his trunks. His hand found the point of entry and it disappeared into the groin area. Ross shouted, “Don’t do this, please.” “I told you that you would beg, didn’t I”, responded the Chief. When his hand found its target Ross’ whole body went stiff. “Now I am going to take you on a one-way ride to bitchhood. But that is only part of what I am going to do to you at the same time.” Ricardo brought his mouth down to Ross’s left nipple and began to bite it with all the power in his mouth and teeth. The burning sensation in the suffering victim’s chest was a 10 on the pain scale. At the same time the executioner’s fingers took the testicles into their grasp and began to squeeze the vulnerable balls. The scream from this combined assault on his manhood brought ear piercing screams from the overmatched officer. Scream he did with cries of “stop, please”, “I submit”, “I’ll do whatever you want.” Ricardo replied, “What did I say you would do, you bag of shit.” Ross heard the words but could not respond through the pain. Finally, with the nipple bleeding and the balls in excruciating pain Ricardo dropped the hold “How did you like that, pussy boy? Now for act 2.” Ross screamed for all to hear, “No more. I will do whatever you want.” The torturer responded, “Tell everyone you are my slave.” “I am your slave.” “Tell everyone you will suck my cock.”  “I will suck your cock.” “Tell them you will suck my nipples.” “I will.” “Thank you for making my day. But I am not done yet. I wanted your defeat and your ultimate destruction to take place in front of all the boys. Now I have your defeat and your destruction starts now.” With those words Ricardo takes Ross off the ropes and plants him in the center of the ring. Pulling out his massive cock, he pushed it into the beaten man and grabbing the side of his head drove into the mouth of Ross. “Enjoy this bitch, I know I will.” Keeping up the drives into the mouth Ricardo laughed at the dehumanizing of the officer at his hands. The massive eruption that now occurred was unbelievable. Cum filled Ross’ mouth, exited onto his face, dripped down his body and landed on the mat.  “Now you are my whore.”

It was time to think of ending the massacre. He lifted the officer and brought him to nipple level. He pushed Ross’ mouth to his nipples and had him suck them. In the stands one of the gang and a boy from Ross’ club were standing together. “Your cop is making it easier for the boss to finish him off.” “How.” “By sucking on the Chief’s nipples it makes his arms stronger.” After several minutes of sucking Ricardo said, “Now for the end of the match but not the fun”

Now came the finisher. With massive arms and chest he took hold of the beaten man and put him into a bear hug. “Now I will break you. But before I do, I will use your body as a pleasure machine, rubbing my man-sized cock against your dead one.” Pulling the beaten officer close to him he rubbed his penis against the penis of his foe. He made round motions with his hips and the occasional thrust into the groin of the beaten man. Hefe felt his juices rise as he enjoyed the sexual pleasure and the sadistic punishment he was inflicting. His strong arms, like bands of steel closed around the torso of the cop. As he neared completion Hefe put more pressure on the small of Ross’ back finding the best spot to apply maximum pressure. His explosion was massive. White cum filled his trunks as he pulled Ross in as if to drive through him. The orgasm gave him the added strength to break a couple of ribs. Ross screamed at the destruction of his body. The boss let him fall after draining all his sperm. Alive but physically drained Ross lay on the mat.

“One more time, my man.” Ricardo put Ross facing into the corner and taking off both their trunks found Ross’ hole. “Enjoy this. You will never have as great an experience of sex as right now,” crowed Ricardo. Without preparation, Hefe penetrated the rectum of the broken man or rather bitch. The pain was more than Ross could stand and he broke down in tears and screams begging Ricardo to stop. That is what the Chief wanted to hear. And all the boys heard it too. Ricardo was undisputed boss of the neighborhood and Ross was a pathetic failure. The fuck went on for minutes as Ricardo jammed his tool into Ross for maximum effect. When his orgasm was about to happen, Ricardo pulled back on the head and neck of the officer. Again, Ross let out another plea. To no effect. The blast of cum filled Ross with man syrup in a flow that seemed to go on forever as Ricardo reacted to every rope he injected into his bitch. As he exited the rear of his victim, he reached down to collect the cum now being expelled from Ross’ hole.   Turning Ross around he took the broken man’s head into his hands. He took his cum filled hand and washed the cop’s face with it. The cheers came from both groups of boys admiring the beauty of the destruction of this muscle bozo. His defeat ended his career. He could never face anyone in the neighborhood again with any self-respect. He left town and moved to another state. 

Hunter and Westin used to be married, a military couple whose relationship was a clash of strong wills and personalities. Hunter served in the Army as military police, while Westin, in the Air Force, worked as an electrician. Despite their love, their marriage faltered under the strain of both trying to assert dominance, leading to a divorce. Eight years later, Hunter discovered a deeper part of himself—an inherent submissiveness that he couldn’t deny. Identifying as a slave, he yearned to reconnect with Westin, realizing that his ex-husband was the one he wanted to serve.

However, Westin had moved on and was now in a relationship with someone else, a person with a dominant personality and a spiritual connection with Westin. Yet, the bond between Hunter and Westin was reignited through idle chit chat on Snapchat, rekindling old feelings. Westin, while loyal to his partner, was intrigued by Hunter’s plea to serve him, not sexually, but in a submissive capacity.

Hunter’s persistence paid off, and Westin agreed to let him serve. Hunter bought a plane ticket to Ohio, planning to spend three days as Westin’s slave. The anticipation built up as Hunter arrived in Ohio, taking an Uber from the airport to Westin’s house. Upon arrival, he followed Westin’s instructions and entered the house. The familiar scent brought back memories as he found the uniform laid out for him—a pair of whitey tighties and a wife beater.

Changing quickly, Hunter’s heart raced as he approached the living room. Westin was waiting on the couch, an air of authority about him. Hunter felt a rush of submission as he rounded the corner, knelt before Westin, and said, “How can I serve you, Daddy?”

Westin’s eyes widened in surprise, a mix of nostalgia and curiosity crossing his face. “I need lunch,” he said, his voice steady.

Hunter felt a thrill at the command. “Yes, Daddy!” he responded with enthusiasm, rising to his feet. He moved to the kitchen, his mind focused on the task at hand. Preparing lunch was a simple act, but to Hunter, it was an offering, a demonstration of his willingness to serve.

Minutes later, Hunter returned, a plate of carefully made sandwiches and a glass of iced tea in hand. He knelt before Westin, presenting the plate with reverence. “Lunch is ready, Daddy.”

Westin took the plate, his gaze lingering on Hunter. There was a moment of silence, charged with unspoken words. Hunter kept his head bowed, awaiting further instructions. The room felt alive with a new dynamic, a shift from their past roles to this present, powerful connection.

“Stay there,” Westin commanded, his voice softer now but still authoritative. “I want to see you while I eat.”

Hunter nodded, the submissive thrill coursing through him. He stayed kneeling, eyes on the floor, feeling a sense of peace and purpose he had never known before. This was where he belonged, serving the man he once loved in a way that fulfilled his deepest desires.

As Westin savored the last bite of his lunch, Hunter remained on his hands and knees, a position of submission that he had come to embrace wholeheartedly. With a snap of his fingers and a downward motion Hunter, well-versed in his duties as a slave, immediately dropped to his hands and knees, allowing Westin to rest his feet upon his back. The sensation of being used in such a manner sent a thrill through Hunter, his excitement building with each passing moment.

“Good boy,” Westin’s words of praise were like music to Hunter’s ears, igniting a sense of fulfillment within him.

Hunter reveled in the feeling of servitude, relishing every moment of being under Westin’s control. As Westin finished his meal and removed his feet, Hunter remained on the floor, knowing his place until given further instructions—a display that pleased Westin immensely.

“You’re learning quickly, fag,” Westin’s teasing tone was laced with a mix of dominance and affection, his use of the term only fueling Hunter’s desire to please. He then ordered Hunter to rise, signaling a shift in their interaction. With no immediate task at hand, Westin decided to test Hunter’s initiative by tasking him to determine the next course of action.

Understanding that cleaning up after lunch was the priority, Hunter efficiently completed the task while Westin observed. After completing the cleaning Hunter approached Westin humbly, Hunter sought permission to present a gift he had brought—a bottle of Westin’s favorite scotch. Westin’s delight was evident as he accepted the gesture, his approval clear.

Noticing Hunter’s growing, Westin’s eyes glinted with amusement as he teased about the need for a cock cage by saying “that fag suckler needs to be caged, boy”, eliciting a submissive response from Hunter “Yes, Daddy.”

Pleased with his slave’s reaction, Westin declared that Hunter had earned a reward. Hunter, still on his knees, expressed his gratitude, his eagerness palpable.

Westin, seizing the moment, grabbed Hunter’s face, pulling it closer as he spat on Hunter’s face and into his mouth. Hunters heart was racing with excitement as he looked into Westins eyes and said “Thank you, Daddy”, his submission unwavering.

Hunter still on his knees and now covered in a light layer of Westin’s spit asked with excitement “can I pour you a drink, Daddy?” Westins commanding voice sent a shiver up Hunters spine as he offered a resounded “Yes, fag”.

Following Westin’s orders, Hunter rose to pour a drink of the scotch, presenting it on his knees as a token of his servitude.

Impressed by Hunter’s dedication, Westin allowed him to attend to his duties, prompting Hunter to inspect the house for tasks. As Hunter busied himself with gathering laundry, the sound of ice clinking in a glass from the living room caught his attention. Without hesitation, Hunter rushed back to Westin on his knees, offering to refill his drink, a gesture of his unwavering commitment to serving his Daddy.

“Can I refill your drink, Daddy?” Hunter asked with his excitement growing.

“Get to it boy!” Westins authoritative voice was enough to make Hunters knees shake.

Hunter returned shortly with a full glass presented to Westin on his knees. Westin took the glass and offered a slap across Hunter’s face with a cheeky “good slave. Now back to work”

Hunter responded “thank you, Daddy” and stood up to complete his chores, stopping only when the sound of the ice echoed again indicating another refill was necessary.

As the chores began to come to a finish a light knock came from the door. Hunter could hear Westin sigh as he began to the door. Westin looked at Hunter with confusion.

“You said I needed a cage, Daddy. This is the delivery.”

Westin slid back into his spot on the couch keeping a close eye on Hunter as he grabbed the delivery bag off the front deck and slipped into the bathroom.

A short few minutes later Hunter emerged from the bathroom and presented the packaging to Westin on his knees.

“I know serving you these next few days isn’t about sex. Here is the packaging as proof, Daddy”

Westins eyes locked on the package, a look of shock crossed his face as he tossed the empty package to the floor. “Show Daddy anyways”

“Yes, Daddy” Hunter said as he rose to his feet and pulled down his uniform underwear and displayed he was in fact locked.

“Good faggot” Westin said motioning his hand for Hunter to pull his uniform back up.

“Thank you, Daddy” Hunter said as he moved back to finishing his chores.

As Hunter enters the house from taking garbage out he hears Westin calling from the living room “come here faggot!”

Hunter rushes to kneel at Westin “yes, Daddy?”

“Don’t get too excited. You’re going to like this and hate it at the same time, boy. You’ve earned this, but I won’t let you get immense sexual gratification from it. I have to piss so I expect you kneeled outside the bathroom door for when I’m done. You will keep your eyes closed and tongue out and will not open your eyes until instructed. Is that clear boy?”

“Yes Daddy!”

Westin approaches the bathroom and is impressed to see that it’s not only clean, but perfectly stocked and ready as you would find a luxury hotel bathroom. As he enters Hunter lowers to his knees with his eyes closed. The sound of hearing Westin inside the bathroom makes Hunters cock twitch inside the caged prison. As the toilet flushed Hunters body began to shake in anticipation, his breathing increased as the door slowly opened and it felt the warmth of Westins cock first hit his tongue and the taste of a drop of piss washed over it before his cock quickly left the top of Hunter tongue just as quickly as it arrived.

“You’re a sick fag. I bet you loved that” Westins voice made Hunter’s legs tremble with excitement as he sat in the kneeling position with his eyes still closed awaiting the command to get up.

“Yes, Daddy. Thank you, Daddy” Hunters was confident, but the sound of excitement in his voice was clear.

Westins hand slapped across Hunters face throwing another wave of ecstasy through his body. “On your feet. Back to work” Westin commanded.

Hunter rose to his feet quickly noticing that it was approaching time for dinner and went to work. Hunter knew that to really impress Westin with his cooking skills he had to step it up, so he gathered his supplies and headed outside. In full view of the neighbors he prepared a perfectly seared, perfectly cooked steak before returning inside to set the table for one.

Approaching Westin Hunter again lowered to his knees “Dinner is served, Daddy”. Hunter stayed in his position as Westin moved to the table and took a seat, his eyes locked on the floor. He could hear Westin cut into the steak and the knife slide back down to the plate.

“Crawl over here boy. On your knees!” Westin commanded.

Hunter crawled over to Westin wondering if he had cooked the steak improperly. Westin grabbed Hunters face in his hand and without warning or hesitation covered Hunters face in spit once again. “Good job boy”.

“Thank you, Daddy!” The excitement in Hunters voice was palpable.

“Crawl under the table and face Daddy” Westin ordered.

Hunter could feel his heart about to beat out of his chest as he followed Westin’s order.

“You’ve earned this, but you better not fuck it up!” Westin said as he pulled Hunters face into his crotch.

Hunter could feel Westins soft cock against his face. He knew this was the reward for his good service, but he knew better than to even let a single drop of saliva touch Westin. He was just to sit there and enjoy the moment of being this close to his dick. As Hunters face was set he could feel Westin slowly becoming erect. It felt bigger than he remembered. The adrenaline rushed through his body and he wanted so badly to please Westin he continued to rest his face until he felt the chair slide out.

“Impressive boy. The old sub I knew wouldn’t have had that level of self control. You would’ve disobeyed me and done what you wanted.”

“Thank you, Daddy”

Westin moved back to the couch and signaled for Hunter to return to his feet and get back to work. As the tv echoed in the background Hunter got to work collecting the dirty dishes. The cage pushed back his insisting erection causing his balls to ache which just made his erection want to grow even more. After finishing his chores Hunter approached Westin again on his knees to inform him the work was completed. Westin signaled for Hunter to return to a foot stool position and propped his feet on hunters back once more.

As the night drew on Hunter began to relive the pleasure the day brought him. His mind wandering he almost didn’t hear Westins snap to return to a kneeling position.

“Get the shower running for me, boy” Westin commanded.

“Yes, Daddy!” Hunter responded while jumping into action. Hunter moved with a purpose to the bathroom where he first grabbed a towel to put in the dryer on high heat and moved back to the shower. Hunter balanced the hot and cold perfectly to what he could remember Westin liked before returning to his kneeling position in front of Westin.

“The shower is running, Daddy.”

“Good boy.” Westin said with a smirk as he stood. “Now, take my shirt, pants, and socks off. Don’t touch my underwear.”

Hunter moved quickly to remove Westins clothes, paying extra caution to not remove his boxers and suppressing the urge to inhale the manly scent on his socks as he removed them. Hunter returned to his kneeling position once completed.

“You will wait on your knees outside the door, boy. When you hear the shower stop I expect you to hand me a towel without looking at me and then return to the position.”

“Yes, Daddy!” Hunters heart was pounding as Westin stood nearly naked in front of him. So much man. So much power. Hunter did everything he could not to get too excited.

Hunter minded his spot outside the door until the shower stopped. He moved quickly to the dryer to retrieve the warmed towel and handed it through a small break in the curtain. “Your towel, Daddy.” Before returning to his kneeled position outside the door.

Westin exited the bathroom completely nude. Hunter forced his eyes to the ground knowing better than to look at his cock. As Westin moved by Hunter his flaccid cock brushed the side of his head causing Hunter to become more excited. Hunter remained in his position at the door, wishing that he could take it further.

“Get up and finish your chores. It’s nearly time for bed, boy.” Westin commanded.

Hunter rose to his feet and collected the dirty clothes and moved them to the hamper before heading into the bathroom to clean the bath tub and dry it out. After completing his quick tasks Hunter moved to the kitchen and took a glass of water to the bedroom where he left it on Westins night stand and pulled back a corner of the quilt. Hunter moved back to Westin in a kneeling position “your room is turned down for the evening and ready for you, Daddy”.

“Good boy. You’ve done good work today. Crawl to the bedroom for your reward.”

“Yes, Daddy!” Hunter fell to the ground and trailed behind Westin.

“Sit on your knees, arms to the side, and close your eyes boy.” Westin ordered.

“Yes, Daddy!” Hunter exclaimed with excitement. He could leather brush against his face gently, his heart racing faster and faster as he anticipated the next move. Hunter could feel a buckle latch against the back of his neck, his excitement growing. Hunter felt the familiar sensation of a shoe against his face, forcibly pushed against his nose. He inhaled deeply and knew in an instant it was Westins DC skate shoe. The rest of the harness buckled in a quiet silence holding the shoe in place.

“Stand up and look in the mirror, boy” Westin ordered.

Hunter rose mumbling through the shoe “thank you, Daddy.”

Hunter gazed into the mirror, his reflection showing he was absolutely correct. It was a size 12 DC skate shoe held to his face with a shoe harness.

“You’ll sleep on the floor at the foot of the bed boy.”

“Yes, Daddy. What time will you be waking up?”

“8 so you can spend the whole day serving a real man.”

Hunter took his spot on the floor and quietly adjusted his watch to vibrate only and set an alarm for 6:45 AM and closed his eyes to drift off to sleep dreaming of what the next day would be like.

Just as Hunter was almost asleep he heard the unmistakable quiet moans of Westin jerking his dick. Hunter tried to grab his own cock and was met with the cage, unable to please himself he laid in quiet desperation wishing he could feel Westin thrusting inside of him. His excitement grew as Westin began to get louder and louder until the smell of cum slowly crept into the air. “That’s the best you’re getting faggot. Now sleep” Westin ordered.

“Yes, Daddy. Thank you, Daddy.” Hunter muttered through the shoe as he closed his eyes again and fell into a deep sleep.

Day 2

Hunters watch quietly vibrates him awake at 6:45 with Westins shoe still in place he stood and quietly snuck out of the bedroom and began morning preparations. Hunter first refilled the glass of water at Westins night stand before moving to the kitchen to begin prepping breakfast, keeping a close eye on the clock. At 7:55 Hunter placed a plate on the table delicately trimmed with chicken fried steak smothered in country gravy, perfectly crispy hash browns, four strips of bacon, and fresh fruit.

At 7:59 Hunter grabbed the cup of coffee he poured and rushed to kneel by Westins bedside presenting the cup so it was ready for him. The alarm buzzed Westin awake and as he sat up in bed rubbing the sleep from his eyes he gazed down at Hunter. “I wasn’t expecting this.” The look of shock on Westins face was evident. “Good boy” he said as he grabbed the cup from Hunters hands.

“Thank you, Daddy.” Hunter muffled through the shoe.

“I can’t believe you woke up to just serve me coffee. You’ve really become a trained fag.”

“Breakfast is prepared and on the table as well, Daddy”

Westin didn’t say a word, he just stood up and walked out leaving Hunter behind.

I was laying in my bed in just my underwear. I ran my hand down my smooth chest, past my flat stomach, and into my boxer briefs. I ran my fingers through my pubes trying to decide if I should jack off or not. When I went back to college, I wouldn’t have the same privacy in my dorm as I did at my parent’s house.

I pulled off my underwear and let the blood flow to my cock. It was my father’s birthday and I had just spent the whole day with my parents. After we got back from dinner my parents went to their room and I went to mine.

I started stroking my cock when my dad barged into my room. So much for privacy, I said to myself. “Your mom is such a bitch!” my dad complains at my door. I put my underwear over my hard cock.

“What did she do now?” I ask. He is also in just his underwear. My father and I were very close and very comfortable around each other. Even when I came out to my dad nothing changed. We have seen each other naked more times than I can count. We have even caught each other jacking off. I even saw him shoot his load one time.

“It’s my birthday and every year on my birthday she lets me fuck her ass?” my dad tells me as he closes the door and leans against my wall. “But now she says she’s tired and we can have sex tomorrow.”

“It’s only one day.” I tell him. We have talked like this for years. He joked in the past that I could get ass whenever I wanted and he is stuck only getting it once a year. I swear straight guys talk about ass sex more than gay guys.

“I have been holding off for a week waiting for this. My balls are aching.” my dad says as he rubs his balls. When I told my dad that I preferred bottoming than topping, he laughed and said I didn’t get that trait from my mom.

“You’ll survive. But dad before you came in I was kind of in the middle of something.”

“Oh Yeah, I saw that. But for me, my hand just isn’t gonna cut it tonight.”

“Yeah, well, that’s all I have. I haven’t had sex all summer.”    

“Huh.” My dad says. He is still rubbing his crotch. His dick is growing.

I sit up in bed and remove my underwear from my crotch. Exposing my hard boner to him. We have never taken things further than catching each other. Tonight, I wondered if we were gonna take it a step further. I would be cool if we jacked off together.

“It wouldn’t mean anything. Just helping each other out.” My dad says to me from across the room. His bulge stretching out his underwear. He was horny. I think my dad might be right, his hand wasn’t going to cut it tonight, not on his birthday.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” He says lowering his underwear. His hard cock popping out. “You know I didn’t get a present from you this year?”

“Aren’t you a little old to be still getting birthday presents?”

“You are never too old to get presents.” He says as he walks up to the bed. His cock swinging back and forth with each step.

I moved closer to him. “So, what do you want for your birthday, dad?” I think tonight was gonna be more than jacking off next to each other. I think we’re about to take the next step in our relationship.

“You”

“Um, ok.”

“Well, your ass.”

“It’s yours dad.” I whisper, now sitting at the end of the bed. His cock right in front of me. I have seen his cock many times, sometimes even hard but I have never been this close to it. I could smell the scent of musk coming from his crotch. His cock was long and thick like mine but the head of his cock was thicker and fuller. I reached my hand out and wrapped it around his shaft. It was warm and thick in my hand. I stroked it a few times before I let go. I crawled on the bed and got on all fours. My ass facing him.

“Is this what you want for your birthday?” I say shaking my ass at him.

“Oh fuck, for a long time.”

“Shit dad, really?” I say turning to look at him.

“Fuck, son. Is that crazy?”

“There’s lube in the nightstand.” I say instead of answering him. I love my dad more than anyone else in this world. We were about to do something that we couldn’t take back. I think I was ok with that. I was about to share a closeness with him that a father and son rarely shared.

My dad came back to me. I heard the bottle click open and then I felt the cool and slickness of the lube. He pushed into my hole to his second knuckle. He pulled out, circled his finger around my entrance and then pushed back in. He was loosening me up to take his cock.

“Oh fuck, ready?” my dad asks as I felt his cock rub against my crack.

“Dad, please, I’m so fucking ready.” I moaned. He lined his cockhead up and started pushing in. I relaxed and let my dad slide in. “Oh god dad, you are so big. You are stretching me out.”entrance

“Do you want me to stop.”

“Fuck no! We are way past stopping now.”

“Oh, thank god. Your ass feels so fucking good.”

“Shit, dad. I can’t believe your dick is inside of me.”

“Oh man. I gotta start fucking you. I can’t hold off any longer.”

“Fuck me, dad, let me see what kind of stud you are!”

And he did just that. His pubes rubbed against my ass as I felt the full length of my dad. He grabbed my hips and pushed in, trying to get as deep as he could. After grinding into my ass, I felt him slide out and then slide right back in.

“Oh man, I wish I could record this. My cock looks so fucking good sliding in and out of your tight ass.”

My phone was right beside me. I unlocked it and pushed it down towards him. “I wanna see that too. No faces.”

“Fuck yeah, let’s record our first fuck!”

First fuck. Hearing my dad say that made my cock throb. Maybe because of the taboo, maybe because it was my dad but I was having the best sex of my life. We had just started fucking and I was already thinking about the next time and the time after that. I wanted to get fucked by him in the shower, in his bed and all over the fucking house.

I looked behind me and saw my dad holding my phone with both hands. His hips were pounding into me. He was smiling while looking into the phone screen. “Beautiful” he says to himself. I have never seen myself getting plowed before and couldn’t wait to see my dad’s dick fucking my hole. 

He put the phone down and looked at me while I was watching him. “I need to focus” he says laughing. “Can we try fucking standing up?” he asks. I shake my head yes and he grabs me by the hips. He lifts me up and takes me to the wall. I put my feet on the floor and put my hands against the wall. I bend my knees just right and let him fuck me at the perfect angle. He is really pounding in me. His strong thrusts feel so good. But after a while I want more.

“Dad, can we try something different?” I ask.

“What are you thinking?” He asks sliding in and out of me.

I stand fully up and he slips out. I miss him already. “I wanna watch you as you fuck me.”

“Yeah, we can do that.” He says panting.

“I’m gonna jump up and wrap my arms around your neck. Grab my ass and push me against the wall. Then fuck the hell out of me.”

“Fuck yeah.”

“I saw it in a porn and I have always wanted to try it.”

It wasn’t as hard as I thought. His strong arms held me up. My arms held tightly around him and I pressed my body against his. He had my back against the wall. He held my ass and moved me around until my hole found his cock. I slipped in easily after the pounding I’ve been given. I wrapped my legs around him and let him fuck me like the stud he is.

I watched my dad’s face as we fuck. Someone who didn’t know him would think the face he was making was one of anger but I knew that grin on his face was one of concentration, determination, and a whole lot of horniness.

“Oh, fuck dad, just like that.”

“Uh-huh, is this what you wanted? You wanted your daddy to fuck you like we were making a porno.”   

“Fuck yeah, I want you to fuck my orgasm out of me.”

“I never fucked like this before, you are gonna get me to cum soon.”

“Yeah dad!” I say to him as he keeps fucking me.

He moves one hand to my back and keeps one on my ass. He moves me away from the wall and takes me the few steps to the bed. He sits down with me on his lap.

“I’m not as young as I used to be. I’m gonna make you cum right here.”
“Yes dad” I say as he pressed our bodies together. He thrusts into me as I rock on top of

him. My cock is rubbing against his chest and stomach. It feels so good. I know I am gonna cum just like this. I lean into him and by his ear I say “Your cock feels so good dad, this cock of yours deserves to fuck all the asses it wants.”

“Fuck, this is the best birthday ever. I was so jealous of all the guys who gotta fuck your ass. Now it’s mine. Fuck, baby, thank you.”

“Oh daddy, you are gonna make me cum.”

“Fuck yeah and I’m gonna cum deep in my boys ass!”

I felt my dad push harder into me. It was rough and I loved it. The connection we shared made this so much better. My body was on fire, the heat burning inside of me. I loved my dad so much. I wrapped myself around him tightly as I felt my orgasm build. It filled me up until my body couldn’t take it any longer. I felt my dad’s teeth brush against my shoulder and I lost it. My cum spilled out between us as I moaned that I loved him. My orgasm shot through me as I bounced on his lap. As I was coming down from my orgasm I felt my dad’s hot cum filling me up.

“Oh fuck!” my dad says shaking in my arm. “I can’t stop cumming!” I feel his small thrusts as cum started leaking out my ass.

We stay wrapped around each other until our legs start hurting. My dad pulls me off of him and we lay down next to each other. I grab my underwear and put it between my legs to soak up his load leaking out.

“Fuck!” I say quietly.

“We cool?” my dad says turning to me.

“Ha-ha, I am. You?”

“Fuck yeah. Thanks for my birthday present.” I grab my phone and pull up the video. I lean over and watch it with my dad. It was so hot. His cock stretching my ring as it slid in and out of me. “Send that to me. I want something to look at while you are away at college.”

“Dad, we have a whole week before I head back to college, we can make more videos. If you want.”

“Fuck yeah, do you think we can make another one, right now?”

“I could go another round. It is still your birthday, after all.”

“Well come on and sit on my cock and ride me.” My dad says to me as he grabs my phone.

When I got home from work on Friday my wife met me at the door. I was surprised for a number of reasons. One is that she almost never does this. And two is that she was dressed as a total slut.

I asked her what was going on and she all she told me was I needed to take a shower and put on the clothes she had laid out on the bed.

I did as she said and was quite surprised at what she wanted me to wear. It was a loose-fitting t-shirt, a pair of very short and baggy shorts, socks and shoes. No underwear.

I would have to be very careful siting or lifting my legs or my disk would hang out a leg of the shorts. I have a rather large cock.

When I came out of the bedroom, I once again asked her what was up. She told me that we were going to a party tonight and tonight it was going to be my turn to be the party cum slut.

I told her that I didn’t want to do that. I never did anything with other men before and wasn’t going to start now.

She just said that I should re-think this because I had agreed to be her slave for the next party we attended and tonight is that party. Do you remember that party, she asked. The one that you tricked me into having lesbian sex when I didn’t want to and you told me you would do whatever I wanted you to do at the next one? This is the next one and tonight you are going to be my bitch for the night!

Now, get in the car so we can go. I stopped my complaining and got in the car. As she drove, she told me to take my cock out through one of the legs of my shorts and start stroking it. She said she wanted me hard and dripping when we got there.

Once we arrived, she led me inside. We were greeted by our friends that we usually swing with. The hosts, Tim and Cheryl, noticed my arousal and gave my cock a little squeeze. This caused my leaking pre-cum to make a wet spot on my shorts.

Tim told my wife that he was happy to see that I was excited about tonight’s party. Oh, he is going to be the life of the party tonight she told him.

We then started mingling with the others. Almost every man there as well as the women gave my cock and ass a squeeze, telling my wife they would all be getting some of me before we left for home in the morning.

After the mingling had been done the hosts announced that the games would begin. I was told to go with Tim. He stood in the center of the room and told me to strip. I readily removed what little clothing I had on and he had do a turn so everybody could see me in all my glory.

Then he told me that I was going to be used tonight as the party cum slut. I was told to now begin giving all the men a blow job. I was to not only suck their cocks but I must swallow every bit of their cum.

I got on my knees in the middle of the room and one by one each of them stepped up and pushed his cock into my open mouth. The first one was a quick cummer and had barely gotten into my mouth when he caught me by complete surprise and shot his load.

So, this was the first time I ever had a cock in my mouth as well as my first taste of cum.

As soon as he stepped away the next cock was in my mouth. Now this one was larger than the first one and he took his time fucking my mouth. When he was finally ready to shoot, he grabbed my head and held me onto his cock as he shot a big load of cum right down my throat. I was swallowing as much as I could but he pulled his cock away before finishing by spraying my face with the last of it.

This went on until I had sucked every cock in the house and swallowed what seemed like a gallon of cum.

Everyone then took a break and we all had some drinks before continuing with my debasement.

Tim announced that it was time for round two and this would be fun for the women. I was then bent over an ottoman and my wrists and ankle were tied to it. Then the women paraded by me. All wearing a strap on dildo. These were all about 6” long.

My wife would be the first to take my virgin ass, then the rest would follow. As she applied some lube to my hole, she was telling me how this would be great for her to be doing the fucking for a change.

I asked her to please not do this to me but she just laughed and told me it was too late to stop now and started pushing her cock into my ass. I gasped as it entered me and began telling her to take it out that it hurt too much. But she just pushed harder until all of it was buried  deep.

She fucked me for about 5 minutes before pulling out so the next wife could have her go at me. All of the wives thought this was great to be fucking me as I had fucked all of them one time or another.

Once again, we all took a drink break when they were done.

I figured that was the end of this but Tim announced that round two of my fucking would begin and once again I was strapped onto the ottoman.

First thing was a cock was pushed into my mouth and I was told to get it hard so he could fuck me with it. All of them followed this action as well.

Once the cock was hard it was replaced with another and the one that left my mouth plowed into my loosened-up hole and began fucking me hard and fast.

This fucking lasted a long time as these guys had already cum in my mouth once tonight.

This fucking was beginning to feel good and I was trying to push back onto it. After a long time he told me I was about to get my first breeding as he pushed in hard and stopped. I could feel his cock begin to spurt and pulse as it emptied into my man pussy.

This made me suck harder on the cock in my mouth but he pulled out before I could make him cum

Then the cock in my ass pulled out only to be replaced with the second cock of the night while the third one was slipping into my throat. This cock fucking me was hitting that P-spot just right and I was soon emptying my own balls.

The next guy wanted me on my back so I was released and turned over with my legs hanging over the edge of the ottoman. He lifted my legs up to my shoulders and shoved his cock right into me with one hard push right to his balls.

This was the largest cock of them all and it really filled me up. As he began fucking me, he began pinching my nipples and pulling on them hard. He was also hitting my prostate and my cock was leaking like a faucet.

I was soon as hard as a rock which surprised me since I had just cum from the last fuck I got. As he was doing this, I could feel another orgasm building in me.

Then I felt his cock swell up and begin flooding my hole with his seed. As soon as I felt his first spurt my balls emptied and I spurt another load of cum all over my stomach.

This was the last fuck of the night for me and I was led to a shower to clean up. When I returned to the living room everyone was gathered around and applauded as I entered.

My wife then took me home. She asked me if I enjoyed myself and I told I did, immensely and wondered why I waited so long in life to taste cock and cum. She just laughed and said that at least now I know what I have been missing.

I can’t wait until next month’s party.