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Bath house Cum Slut
Last Sept. I was in San Antone on biz
and always enjoy going to the baths. This club has 
an open dorm room, and when the bars let out, the
action never stops. Lots of BB action 1on1. This
night there was a guy, late 20s or so, nice build.
Wearing nothing but Tevas on the bottom of a bunk
with his legs bent back taking on one guy after
another. He must have been there 2 hours switched
to his belly once in a while, then on his back again.
Finally when he got up, the biggest, most beautiful
load of cum started sliding down his leg. By the
time he got his balance, there was a puddle between
his feet.
He went out for a dump and a shower, and was back
in position after about 10 minutes.
Thought Ya'll might have enjoyed.
~ Mitch, the RoadDaddy
My Big Brother my "Bug Brother"
I met my "big brother" at a wannabe leather bar which
had a reputation it could never actually live up to.
I'd been there half a dozen times looking for someone
like him and I always left disappointed, swearing I'd
never go back. There was something intriguing about
Boots though, maybe because it was dark and run down,
maybe it was just the old bareback porn flicks they played...
I don't know, it's not important. I'd already circled the bar
twice and I hated feeling like fresh meat so I found a quiet
"don't fuck with me" booth were I could watch the pornos from
across the room and drink my beer. Somewhere between beer
number four and troll number 15 is when I saw him.
He was mid 30s, 5'8", muscled and stocky with a haircut that
made him look like a U.S. Marine. I was never very good at cruising
so I'd have to be direct... after two more beers and 5 more trolls
I decided to introduce myself. We talked for about 20 minutes.
It took exactly one minute to confirm I wanted him and 19 minutes
to decide exactly how direct I should be about it. I decided to
be very direct. He said he had to piss and I asked if I could go
with him. I followed my him to the john closed the door behind us.
There was no lock, there was barely any light and the floor was
so raunchy that most dogs would think twice before squatting down
like I did. Without a word I drank the piss from his cock, eagerly
gulping his urine down my throat. When he had emptied his bladder
in my gut I started sucking him hard, hoping he'd want to empty his
balls as well... I was right. The john was a popular place, the
trolls were knocking. One guy walked in on us and another tried
so I jammed my foot against the door... I was determined to finish
what I had started. My "big brother's" strong hands were on my head
and and my hands were wrapped around his waist. I could feel him
getting close, I knew he was about to force his cock deep into my
throat to unload his jizz. I was wrong... he tried to push me away
but I held on tight and pressed my face into his crotch sucking the
seed out of him. I could feel him trying to fight me and I didn't
know why. I never suspected he was poz. We left the john and headed
straight for his truck where I gave him my number.
We talked on the phone a couple times the next few months before
I ever thought to ask him about the night we met and why he tried
to pull away from me.
"I know it's kinda late to ask this... but, are you poz or neg?"
"Poz."
My heart skipped a couple beats... He went on to say he'd been
poz for nine years and never been on meds. My heart skipped a couple
more beats. Then he asked me the same question. I told him I tested
neg a couple months ago. After some silence he apologized. "I'm
sorry... I tried to stop... I remember thinking there was no way
you could be be poz." I told him not to worry, the risk seemed minimal.
He told me how close he had been to fucking me the night we met and
I remember telling him how much I hated rubbers. I also told him that
I almost asked him to fuck me but I wanted to "save something" for later.
We kept talking on the phone and started hanging out some. We went out
to eat and to the movies and the gym. Weeks later when I told him I had
tested neg again he said he was glad. I'm not sure I believed him.
The next time we went out he assured me I could trust him. He said he
felt like I was his little brother, almost as if he had an obligation
to protect me. I laughed... I was pretty fond of him and I liked
thinking of him as my new "big bro." I felt a mixed attraction to
him I hadn't known before. Sorta like Boots, I was disappointed that
he was poz but found myself going back to him... there was something
about him I couldn't resist.
One night after we had been out riding around in his truck, we found
a place to park and I laid across the seat with my head in his lap.
It felt good to be in his arms looking up at him and I could feel his
hard-on beneath me. He had a sadistic grin and an attitude so full of
confidence that I felt he could do anything. As he kissed me, I felt
his hands on my legs and my crotch and eventually inside my pants.
I was rock hard.
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes."
"Are you sure?" He began squeezing my balls and put his mouth to
my nipples, biting them. The slight pain slowly became more intense
and almost unbearable but I managed to take it. Feeling his thick
hands crushing my nuts and his teeth on my nipples was something I
had never felt before. The level of pain was excruciating and
intoxicating all at the same time. My cock had never been so hard...
so hard that it hurt and somehow I wanted more. When I realized he
had drawn blood by biting my nipples I knew he had pushed my limits
and I could never go back. I would do anything he asked me. He pulled
his mouth away and started kissing me again... deep wet kisses that
made his tongue feel like it was reaching into my guts. He leaned
back against the seat and looked down at my open mouth. With one hand
still crushing my balls he wedged his fingers into my jaws with his
other hand and let a long gob of spit drip into my mouth. I sucked it
up... I was higher than I had been on any drug.
He spit a couple more times into my mouth and I swallowed them down.
He began to assault my balls even more and as I opened my mouth to groan
in pain he cleared his throat with a snort and almost choked me with a
wad of his snot deep in my mouth.
"Do you trust me?"
"Y-Y-Yes."
He turned me over to face his crotch and opened his fly, I sucked him
for a while and then he washed down his snot with a huge load of his
steamy piss. As I laid with my face in his lap, I could feel his hands
on my ass.. his fingers prying into my hole. By then I totally lost any
logic I once had. If he had wanted to fuck me I would have let him. I
would have begged him for it. I had lost control and I knew it.
Night after night I fantasized about him fucking me. Wondering what it
would be like to feel my big brother's dick in my ass. Imagining how I
would feel after we had both emptied our balls and reality had set in.
It scared me so bad I had to tell him. He had to know I was relying on
him and it really was his duty to protect me...
Finally the time came for me to tell him. I remember the night we were
hanging out after the gym. He had spotted me on some squats and I could
feel him behind me. I felt his cock through his shorts poking into my ass
as he would steady me. I felt safe with his arms around me and strong too,
like nothing could harm me... not even his biohazardous cum. That night
we laid in my bed and I told him everything... how much I wanted him to
fuck me, how scared I was and about my lack of self control. He assured
me he would never hurt me and I believed him. But there was something else
there. I knew he wanted to be inside me as much as I wanted him. I also
knew I didn't any rubbers getting in the way... but I felt like he was
holding something back, I think we both were. We kissed some and after a
while decided to shed some clothes, before long I was on my stomach and
he was grinding his tongue into my ass... opening me up. I wanted him
inside me and he knew it. He crawled up on my back and put all his weight
on me. As he bit my ear he whispered. "Do you trust me, little bro?"
"Y-Y-Yes." I could feel the head of his dick finding its way into my ass
and all I could think about was how bad I wanted him inside me.
Slowly he opened me up with his hard cock. It was thick and I could
almost feel every vein in it. My head was foggy and I was scared...
but I had to trust him, I couldn't have stopped him even if I had
wanted to. Every time he would drive into my ass, I wondered if it
was going to happen this quickly... I wondered if he would lose
control too. Or maybe it was just a game he was playing... maybe
he really did want to infect me. All I could think about was being
with him and making him feel good. I wanted to be his "little bro."
Did that mean I had to be his little bugbro? I could feel the sweat
dripping off him as he thrust into my ass and his breathing getting
faster. Again I heard the words and felt his breath in my ears as he
was panting... "Do you, do you... trust me?... little bro?"
"...y, ye.."
Before I even finished answering I felt him slam his cock deeper in
my ass than before, plunging in one last time before letting his dick
erupt. I closed my eyes and moaned and a moment passed before I felt
his warm cum running down my back and dripping into the crack of my
sweaty hole. Fear turned to relief and then mixed with disappointment
as I realized he had pulled out. I knew I could trust him but now I
began to wish I couldn't.
Over the next several weeks we talked more about "trust" and if/when
I would ever be "ready." He said he would know... I never asked him
what he meant by that. I began to really think of him as my big brother.
He'd often look out for me, check up on me and even give me advice that
I needed. Sexually we both became more free. I told him things that I
would never admit to anyone else, and he did the same to me. He had
really become my best (and kinkiest) friend and I didn't have to hide
anything from him.
One night he called and said he wanted to see me. That night we began
talking about some of our fantasies (most of them illegal) and how far
I had come for a 23 year old. As we were talking I noticed a change in
his personality. We always made each other horny, but tonight was
different. I could see how hungry he was for me. I started to get
scared but figured that was stupid, he'd proven many times that I
could trust him. His affection became savage as he kissed me and
forced me onto my stomach. His hands seemed to be everywhere on me.
He was pressing my face into his crotch almost suffocating me while
working my balls and ass with his thick fingers. I guess he felt me
resisting because he stopped for a minute and put his hands on the
back of my neck and head and asked what was wrong.
"Don't you trust me, little bro?"
"Yeah..."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing... nothing. You make me feel good, I wanna make you happy too."
I got down on my hands and knees and began to undress him. I took time
to suck his thick cock for a while and drink his piss. I enjoyed the
way he felt in my mouth and I liked feeling his hands on my ears and
the back of my head as he would pull me all the way down on his shaft.
I held his balls in my hands and licked them gently and licked down the
inside of his hairy thighs and down his muscled legs. "Get undressed
little bro."
I stripped and stood in front of him, my hard-on aching for him as he
put his hands on me and pulled me to him. He kissed me hard and held
tight. I felt as if I was wrapped in steel with his big chest against me.
Soon he had me kneeling over the edge of the bed and he began opening my
ass with his tongue. Kissing and licking my hole, making me totally relax.
I felt myself opening up trying to make it easy for his tongue to reach
inside me. As he knelt behind me he said. "Do you trust me, little bro?
"Uh-huh."
"I want you. Trust me."
"I, I do..."
Immediately my big brother's cock head popped into my ass, in a few more
seconds his thick cock was buried all the way into me and his arms were
locked around me. His weight pinning me against the side of the bed. I
loved the way it felt as he filled me up. Feeling nothing but the
friction of his skin in my ass, knowing that I was totally giving myself
to him. As he began pumping his cock deep into my ass, I could feel his
breathing on my neck and his teeth on my ears... it was more intense than
before, almost as if he wanted me to KNOW I was being fucked. I wanted him
to know how good he felt inside me... how natural and perfect it seemed.
I wanted him to know I would do anything for him and I had never met anyone
like him.... no one had ever taken me this far and made me feel this way...
I could never go back.
Just as I was thinking all of this, again he asked me... "Do you trust me?"
"Big bro... I... I..."
He shoved his cock deep in me again. "Do you TRUST me?"
He pulled me back on his cock and grabbed my nuts with one hand and began
squeezing my nips with his other hand. "I want to cum, little bro... I
want you to cum too... DO YOU TRUST ME?"
"Big bro, I want... I..."
"Do you?"
Just like the first time, I didn't even get to finish the word "Yes." With
a painful and violent shove he slammed his cock deep in my guts... his grasp
on my balls was excruciating as he bit hard on my ear and huffed...
"I love you, little bro."
I felt his thick cock spasm and his body shudder as my big brother's warm
cum shot deep into my ass. At that moment, nothing else in the world mattered.
My balls exploded in his hand as I realized I would never be the same again.
The man I totally trusted with my life was pumping seemed gallons of infected
cum into my body through his angry cock. My insides felt like liquid fire as
his dick continued to spasm and slide around in my ass.
Time seemed to stop that night. There were no words for what had just happened.
My big brother was now my bugbrother and I was his. He fucked me three more
times that night and each time telling me he loved his little bro as he would
plant his virus deep in my ass. I decided to sleep most of the next day and he
called me from work. Almost every day since then he wakes me with a phone call...
"How's my little bugbro?"
~ by [email protected]
My Afternoon Affair
His name is Eduardo. I met him online in a chatroom. We exchanged
messages for a while and then exchanged pictures. I guess we each liked
what we saw, so we exhanged phone numbers. He was somebody I definitely
wanted to fuck. He was a very hot Mexican hombre, built just the way I
like them. I got a hardon thinking of fucking him, and I told him so. He
said he'd call me. I only half-believed him.
There were two things that worried me about him. One is that he started
by asking me if I fuck married men, which I usually don't because I get
to feeling guilty about screwing a married man. The other was that he said
he didn't do it bareback and that he wouldn't want me to cum inside him.
Sure. Kill the fun.
I still wanted to fuck him, though.
Well, surprise of surprises, he called when he said he would. I thought
he wanted to get fucked before going to work, but he wanted to meet for
lunch instead. He came over and picked me up and took me to a taco stand
for lunch. He was very nice and nice looking. After lunch, we went back
to my place. As soon as we were inside, he asked to use my phone. He said
he had to call a client. While he was on the phone, he wiggled his butt
at me and undid his pants. I played with his ass while he talked
to his client.
When he hung up, he grabbed my crotch, and undid my pants. He smiled a
big cute smile when he saw my hard cock. "I need you to fuck me" he said
in his slightly broken english. I began rubbing my cock along the crack
of his ass. He took some spit and got my cock wet with it, then bent over
my sofa and spread his cheeks. I thought I would tease him with my dick
until it was time to find a condom, but before I gave that too much thought
he just opened up and pushed his ass back onto my bare dick.
Whoa!
Slowly, I worked it into him. He seemed to really enjoy it, and I was
surprised as hell because he was taking my cock bareback. After a little
while, I pulled out and led him into the bedroom. He got on all fours and
I pushed my hard dick back into him and fucked him doggy style. It didn't
take me long before I felt my cum wanting to squirt out of my nuts. I was
trying to be cautious, but he had me so turned on I could barely hold back.
I told him I was getting close and expected he was going to pull off my dick.
Instead, he grabbed my ass and buried me deep inside him. I shot a huge
load into his sweet ass and his uncut dick shot a thick load all over my
bedspread. I was still in shock over his barebacking reversal when he pulled
off of me. He apologized for squirting his cum all over my bedspread. I
laughed, and he went and cleaned up so he could go meet his client. That
was one of the hottest fucks I have ever had because he exceeded my
expectations and went against his own principles to have me fuck him
raw. I hope I can meet with him again sometime and give him more loads.
Only next time I want his hot load of mexican cum in my mouth.
~by Y2Gay
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Bath house Cum Slut
Last Sept. I was in San Antone on biz
and always enjoy going to the baths. This club has
an open dorm room, and when the bars let out, the
action never stops. Lots of BB action 1on1. This
night there was a guy, late 20s or so, nice build.
Wearing nothing but Tevas on the bottom of a bunk
with his legs bent back taking on one guy after
another. He must have been there 2 hours switched
to his belly once in a while, then on his back again.
Finally when he got up, the biggest, most beautiful
load of cum started sliding down his leg. By the
time he got his balance, there was a puddle between
his feet.
He went out for a dump and a shower, and was back
in position after about 10 minutes.
Thought Ya'll might have enjoyed.
~ Mitch, the RoadDaddy
My Big Brother my "Bug Brother"
I met my "big brother" at a wannabe leather bar which
had a reputation it could never actually live up to.
I'd been there half a dozen times looking for someone
like him and I always left disappointed, swearing I'd
never go back. There was something intriguing about
Boots though, maybe because it was dark and run down,
maybe it was just the old bareback porn flicks they played...
I don't know, it's not important. I'd already circled the bar
twice and I hated feeling like fresh meat so I found a quiet
"don't fuck with me" booth were I could watch the pornos from
across the room and drink my beer. Somewhere between beer
number four and troll number 15 is when I saw him.
He was mid 30s, 5'8", muscled and stocky with a haircut that
made him look like a U.S. Marine. I was never very good at cruising
so I'd have to be direct... after two more beers and 5 more trolls
I decided to introduce myself. We talked for about 20 minutes.
It took exactly one minute to confirm I wanted him and 19 minutes
to decide exactly how direct I should be about it. I decided to
be very direct. He said he had to piss and I asked if I could go
with him. I followed my him to the john closed the door behind us.
There was no lock, there was barely any light and the floor was
so raunchy that most dogs would think twice before squatting down
like I did. Without a word I drank the piss from his cock, eagerly
gulping his urine down my throat. When he had emptied his bladder
in my gut I started sucking him hard, hoping he'd want to empty his
balls as well... I was right. The john was a popular place, the
trolls were knocking. One guy walked in on us and another tried
so I jammed my foot against the door... I was determined to finish
what I had started. My "big brother's" strong hands were on my head
and and my hands were wrapped around his waist. I could feel him
getting close, I knew he was about to force his cock deep into my
throat to unload his jizz. I was wrong... he tried to push me away
but I held on tight and pressed my face into his crotch sucking the
seed out of him. I could feel him trying to fight me and I didn't
know why. I never suspected he was poz. We left the john and headed
straight for his truck where I gave him my number.
We talked on the phone a couple times the next few months before
I ever thought to ask him about the night we met and why he tried
to pull away from me.
"I know it's kinda late to ask this... but, are you poz or neg?"
"Poz."
My heart skipped a couple beats... He went on to say he'd been
poz for nine years and never been on meds. My heart skipped a couple
more beats. Then he asked me the same question. I told him I tested
neg a couple months ago. After some silence he apologized. "I'm
sorry... I tried to stop... I remember thinking there was no way
you could be be poz." I told him not to worry, the risk seemed minimal.
He told me how close he had been to fucking me the night we met and
I remember telling him how much I hated rubbers. I also told him that
I almost asked him to fuck me but I wanted to "save something" for later.
We kept talking on the phone and started hanging out some. We went out
to eat and to the movies and the gym. Weeks later when I told him I had
tested neg again he said he was glad. I'm not sure I believed him.
The next time we went out he assured me I could trust him. He said he
felt like I was his little brother, almost as if he had an obligation
to protect me. I laughed... I was pretty fond of him and I liked
thinking of him as my new "big bro." I felt a mixed attraction to
him I hadn't known before. Sorta like Boots, I was disappointed that
he was poz but found myself going back to him... there was something
about him I couldn't resist.
One night after we had been out riding around in his truck, we found
a place to park and I laid across the seat with my head in his lap.
It felt good to be in his arms looking up at him and I could feel his
hard-on beneath me. He had a sadistic grin and an attitude so full of
confidence that I felt he could do anything. As he kissed me, I felt
his hands on my legs and my crotch and eventually inside my pants.
I was rock hard.
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes."
"Are you sure?" He began squeezing my balls and put his mouth to
my nipples, biting them. The slight pain slowly became more intense
and almost unbearable but I managed to take it. Feeling his thick
hands crushing my nuts and his teeth on my nipples was something I
had never felt before. The level of pain was excruciating and
intoxicating all at the same time. My cock had never been so hard...
so hard that it hurt and somehow I wanted more. When I realized he
had drawn blood by biting my nipples I knew he had pushed my limits
and I could never go back. I would do anything he asked me. He pulled
his mouth away and started kissing me again... deep wet kisses that
made his tongue feel like it was reaching into my guts. He leaned
back against the seat and looked down at my open mouth. With one hand
still crushing my balls he wedged his fingers into my jaws with his
other hand and let a long gob of spit drip into my mouth. I sucked it
up... I was higher than I had been on any drug.
He spit a couple more times into my mouth and I swallowed them down.
He began to assault my balls even more and as I opened my mouth to groan
in pain he cleared his throat with a snort and almost choked me with a
wad of his snot deep in my mouth.
"Do you trust me?"
"Y-Y-Yes."
He turned me over to face his crotch and opened his fly, I sucked him
for a while and then he washed down his snot with a huge load of his
steamy piss. As I laid with my face in his lap, I could feel his hands
on my ass.. his fingers prying into my hole. By then I totally lost any
logic I once had. If he had wanted to fuck me I would have let him. I
would have begged him for it. I had lost control and I knew it.
Night after night I fantasized about him fucking me. Wondering what it
would be like to feel my big brother's dick in my ass. Imagining how I
would feel after we had both emptied our balls and reality had set in.
It scared me so bad I had to tell him. He had to know I was relying on
him and it really was his duty to protect me...
Finally the time came for me to tell him. I remember the night we were
hanging out after the gym. He had spotted me on some squats and I could
feel him behind me. I felt his cock through his shorts poking into my ass
as he would steady me. I felt safe with his arms around me and strong too,
like nothing could harm me... not even his biohazardous cum. That night
we laid in my bed and I told him everything... how much I wanted him to
fuck me, how scared I was and about my lack of self control. He assured
me he would never hurt me and I believed him. But there was something else
there. I knew he wanted to be inside me as much as I wanted him. I also
knew I didn't any rubbers getting in the way... but I felt like he was
holding something back, I think we both were. We kissed some and after a
while decided to shed some clothes, before long I was on my stomach and
he was grinding his tongue into my ass... opening me up. I wanted him
inside me and he knew it. He crawled up on my back and put all his weight
on me. As he bit my ear he whispered. "Do you trust me, little bro?"
"Y-Y-Yes." I could feel the head of his dick finding its way into my ass
and all I could think about was how bad I wanted him inside me.
Slowly he opened me up with his hard cock. It was thick and I could
almost feel every vein in it. My head was foggy and I was scared...
but I had to trust him, I couldn't have stopped him even if I had
wanted to. Every time he would drive into my ass, I wondered if it
was going to happen this quickly... I wondered if he would lose
control too. Or maybe it was just a game he was playing... maybe
he really did want to infect me. All I could think about was being
with him and making him feel good. I wanted to be his "little bro."
Did that mean I had to be his little bugbro? I could feel the sweat
dripping off him as he thrust into my ass and his breathing getting
faster. Again I heard the words and felt his breath in my ears as he
was panting... "Do you, do you... trust me?... little bro?"
"...y, ye.."
Before I even finished answering I felt him slam his cock deeper in
my ass than before, plunging in one last time before letting his dick
erupt. I closed my eyes and moaned and a moment passed before I felt
his warm cum running down my back and dripping into the crack of my
sweaty hole. Fear turned to relief and then mixed with disappointment
as I realized he had pulled out. I knew I could trust him but now I
began to wish I couldn't.
Over the next several weeks we talked more about "trust" and if/when
I would ever be "ready." He said he would know... I never asked him
what he meant by that. I began to really think of him as my big brother.
He'd often look out for me, check up on me and even give me advice that
I needed. Sexually we both became more free. I told him things that I
would never admit to anyone else, and he did the same to me. He had
really become my best (and kinkiest) friend and I didn't have to hide
anything from him.
One night he called and said he wanted to see me. That night we began
talking about some of our fantasies (most of them illegal) and how far
I had come for a 23 year old. As we were talking I noticed a change in
his personality. We always made each other horny, but tonight was
different. I could see how hungry he was for me. I started to get
scared but figured that was stupid, he'd proven many times that I
could trust him. His affection became savage as he kissed me and
forced me onto my stomach. His hands seemed to be everywhere on me.
He was pressing my face into his crotch almost suffocating me while
working my balls and ass with his thick fingers. I guess he felt me
resisting because he stopped for a minute and put his hands on the
back of my neck and head and asked what was wrong.
"Don't you trust me, little bro?"
"Yeah..."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing... nothing. You make me feel good, I wanna make you happy too."
I got down on my hands and knees and began to undress him. I took time
to suck his thick cock for a while and drink his piss. I enjoyed the
way he felt in my mouth and I liked feeling his hands on my ears and
the back of my head as he would pull me all the way down on his shaft.
I held his balls in my hands and licked them gently and licked down the
inside of his hairy thighs and down his muscled legs. "Get undressed
little bro."
I stripped and stood in front of him, my hard-on aching for him as he
put his hands on me and pulled me to him. He kissed me hard and held
tight. I felt as if I was wrapped in steel with his big chest against me.
Soon he had me kneeling over the edge of the bed and he began opening my
ass with his tongue. Kissing and licking my hole, making me totally relax.
I felt myself opening up trying to make it easy for his tongue to reach
inside me. As he knelt behind me he said. "Do you trust me, little bro?
"Uh-huh."
"I want you. Trust me."
"I, I do..."
Immediately my big brother's cock head popped into my ass, in a few more
seconds his thick cock was buried all the way into me and his arms were
locked around me. His weight pinning me against the side of the bed. I
loved the way it felt as he filled me up. Feeling nothing but the
friction of his skin in my ass, knowing that I was totally giving myself
to him. As he began pumping his cock deep into my ass, I could feel his
breathing on my neck and his teeth on my ears... it was more intense than
before, almost as if he wanted me to KNOW I was being fucked. I wanted him
to know how good he felt inside me... how natural and perfect it seemed.
I wanted him to know I would do anything for him and I had never met anyone
like him.... no one had ever taken me this far and made me feel this way...
I could never go back.
Just as I was thinking all of this, again he asked me... "Do you trust me?"
"Big bro... I... I..."
He shoved his cock deep in me again. "Do you TRUST me?"
He pulled me back on his cock and grabbed my nuts with one hand and began
squeezing my nips with his other hand. "I want to cum, little bro... I
want you to cum too... DO YOU TRUST ME?"
"Big bro, I want... I..."
"Do you?"
Just like the first time, I didn't even get to finish the word "Yes." With
a painful and violent shove he slammed his cock deep in my guts... his grasp
on my balls was excruciating as he bit hard on my ear and huffed...
"I love you, little bro."
I felt his thick cock spasm and his body shudder as my big brother's warm
cum shot deep into my ass. At that moment, nothing else in the world mattered.
My balls exploded in his hand as I realized I would never be the same again.
The man I totally trusted with my life was pumping seemed gallons of infected
cum into my body through his angry cock. My insides felt like liquid fire as
his dick continued to spasm and slide around in my ass.
Time seemed to stop that night. There were no words for what had just happened.
My big brother was now my bugbrother and I was his. He fucked me three more
times that night and each time telling me he loved his little bro as he would
plant his virus deep in my ass. I decided to sleep most of the next day and he
called me from work. Almost every day since then he wakes me with a phone call...
"How's my little bugbro?"
~ by [email protected]
My Afternoon Affair
His name is Eduardo. I met him online in a chatroom. We exchanged
messages for a while and then exchanged pictures. I guess we each liked
what we saw, so we exhanged phone numbers. He was somebody I definitely
wanted to fuck. He was a very hot Mexican hombre, built just the way I
like them. I got a hardon thinking of fucking him, and I told him so. He
said he'd call me. I only half-believed him.
There were two things that worried me about him. One is that he started
by asking me if I fuck married men, which I usually don't because I get
to feeling guilty about screwing a married man. The other was that he said
he didn't do it bareback and that he wouldn't want me to cum inside him.
Sure. Kill the fun.
I still wanted to fuck him, though.
Well, surprise of surprises, he called when he said he would. I thought
he wanted to get fucked before going to work, but he wanted to meet for
lunch instead. He came over and picked me up and took me to a taco stand
for lunch. He was very nice and nice looking. After lunch, we went back
to my place. As soon as we were inside, he asked to use my phone. He said
he had to call a client. While he was on the phone, he wiggled his butt
at me and undid his pants. I played with his ass while he talked
to his client.
When he hung up, he grabbed my crotch, and undid my pants. He smiled a
big cute smile when he saw my hard cock. "I need you to fuck me" he said
in his slightly broken english. I began rubbing my cock along the crack
of his ass. He took some spit and got my cock wet with it, then bent over
my sofa and spread his cheeks. I thought I would tease him with my dick
until it was time to find a condom, but before I gave that too much thought
he just opened up and pushed his ass back onto my bare dick.
Whoa!
Slowly, I worked it into him. He seemed to really enjoy it, and I was
surprised as hell because he was taking my cock bareback. After a little
while, I pulled out and led him into the bedroom. He got on all fours and
I pushed my hard dick back into him and fucked him doggy style. It didn't
take me long before I felt my cum wanting to squirt out of my nuts. I was
trying to be cautious, but he had me so turned on I could barely hold back.
I told him I was getting close and expected he was going to pull off my dick.
Instead, he grabbed my ass and buried me deep inside him. I shot a huge
load into his sweet ass and his uncut dick shot a thick load all over my
bedspread. I was still in shock over his barebacking reversal when he pulled
off of me. He apologized for squirting his cum all over my bedspread. I
laughed, and he went and cleaned up so he could go meet his client. That
was one of the hottest fucks I have ever had because he exceeded my
expectations and went against his own principles to have me fuck him
raw. I hope I can meet with him again sometime and give him more loads.
Only next time I want his hot load of mexican cum in my mouth.
~by Y2Gay
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and always enjoy going to the baths. This club has
an open dorm room, and when the bars let out, the
action never stops. Lots of BB action 1on1. This
night there was a guy, late 20s or so, nice build.
Wearing nothing but Tevas on the bottom of a bunk
with his legs bent back taking on one guy after
another. He must have been there 2 hours switched
to his belly once in a while, then on his back again.
Finally when he got up, the biggest, most beautiful
load of cum started sliding down his leg. By the
time he got his balance, there was a puddle between
his feet.
He went out for a dump and a shower, and was back
in position after about 10 minutes.
Thought Ya'll might have enjoyed.
~ Mitch, the RoadDaddy
My Big Brother my "Bug Brother"
I met my "big brother" at a wannabe leather bar which
had a reputation it could never actually live up to.
I'd been there half a dozen times looking for someone
like him and I always left disappointed, swearing I'd
never go back. There was something intriguing about
Boots though, maybe because it was dark and run down,
maybe it was just the old bareback porn flicks they played...
I don't know, it's not important. I'd already circled the bar
twice and I hated feeling like fresh meat so I found a quiet
"don't fuck with me" booth were I could watch the pornos from
across the room and drink my beer. Somewhere between beer
number four and troll number 15 is when I saw him.
He was mid 30s, 5'8", muscled and stocky with a haircut that
made him look like a U.S. Marine. I was never very good at cruising
so I'd have to be direct... after two more beers and 5 more trolls
I decided to introduce myself. We talked for about 20 minutes.
It took exactly one minute to confirm I wanted him and 19 minutes
to decide exactly how direct I should be about it. I decided to
be very direct. He said he had to piss and I asked if I could go
with him. I followed my him to the john closed the door behind us.
There was no lock, there was barely any light and the floor was
so raunchy that most dogs would think twice before squatting down
like I did. Without a word I drank the piss from his cock, eagerly
gulping his urine down my throat. When he had emptied his bladder
in my gut I started sucking him hard, hoping he'd want to empty his
balls as well... I was right. The john was a popular place, the
trolls were knocking. One guy walked in on us and another tried
so I jammed my foot against the door... I was determined to finish
what I had started. My "big brother's" strong hands were on my head
and and my hands were wrapped around his waist. I could feel him
getting close, I knew he was about to force his cock deep into my
throat to unload his jizz. I was wrong... he tried to push me away
but I held on tight and pressed my face into his crotch sucking the
seed out of him. I could feel him trying to fight me and I didn't
know why. I never suspected he was poz. We left the john and headed
straight for his truck where I gave him my number.
We talked on the phone a couple times the next few months before
I ever thought to ask him about the night we met and why he tried
to pull away from me.
"I know it's kinda late to ask this... but, are you poz or neg?"
"Poz."
My heart skipped a couple beats... He went on to say he'd been
poz for nine years and never been on meds. My heart skipped a couple
more beats. Then he asked me the same question. I told him I tested
neg a couple months ago. After some silence he apologized. "I'm
sorry... I tried to stop... I remember thinking there was no way
you could be be poz." I told him not to worry, the risk seemed minimal.
He told me how close he had been to fucking me the night we met and
I remember telling him how much I hated rubbers. I also told him that
I almost asked him to fuck me but I wanted to "save something" for later.
We kept talking on the phone and started hanging out some. We went out
to eat and to the movies and the gym. Weeks later when I told him I had
tested neg again he said he was glad. I'm not sure I believed him.
The next time we went out he assured me I could trust him. He said he
felt like I was his little brother, almost as if he had an obligation
to protect me. I laughed... I was pretty fond of him and I liked
thinking of him as my new "big bro." I felt a mixed attraction to
him I hadn't known before. Sorta like Boots, I was disappointed that
he was poz but found myself going back to him... there was something
about him I couldn't resist.
One night after we had been out riding around in his truck, we found
a place to park and I laid across the seat with my head in his lap.
It felt good to be in his arms looking up at him and I could feel his
hard-on beneath me. He had a sadistic grin and an attitude so full of
confidence that I felt he could do anything. As he kissed me, I felt
his hands on my legs and my crotch and eventually inside my pants.
I was rock hard.
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes."
"Are you sure?" He began squeezing my balls and put his mouth to
my nipples, biting them. The slight pain slowly became more intense
and almost unbearable but I managed to take it. Feeling his thick
hands crushing my nuts and his teeth on my nipples was something I
had never felt before. The level of pain was excruciating and
intoxicating all at the same time. My cock had never been so hard...
so hard that it hurt and somehow I wanted more. When I realized he
had drawn blood by biting my nipples I knew he had pushed my limits
and I could never go back. I would do anything he asked me. He pulled
his mouth away and started kissing me again... deep wet kisses that
made his tongue feel like it was reaching into my guts. He leaned
back against the seat and looked down at my open mouth. With one hand
still crushing my balls he wedged his fingers into my jaws with his
other hand and let a long gob of spit drip into my mouth. I sucked it
up... I was higher than I had been on any drug.
He spit a couple more times into my mouth and I swallowed them down.
He began to assault my balls even more and as I opened my mouth to groan
in pain he cleared his throat with a snort and almost choked me with a
wad of his snot deep in my mouth.
"Do you trust me?"
"Y-Y-Yes."
He turned me over to face his crotch and opened his fly, I sucked him
for a while and then he washed down his snot with a huge load of his
steamy piss. As I laid with my face in his lap, I could feel his hands
on my ass.. his fingers prying into my hole. By then I totally lost any
logic I once had. If he had wanted to fuck me I would have let him. I
would have begged him for it. I had lost control and I knew it.
Night after night I fantasized about him fucking me. Wondering what it
would be like to feel my big brother's dick in my ass. Imagining how I
would feel after we had both emptied our balls and reality had set in.
It scared me so bad I had to tell him. He had to know I was relying on
him and it really was his duty to protect me...
Finally the time came for me to tell him. I remember the night we were
hanging out after the gym. He had spotted me on some squats and I could
feel him behind me. I felt his cock through his shorts poking into my ass
as he would steady me. I felt safe with his arms around me and strong too,
like nothing could harm me... not even his biohazardous cum. That night
we laid in my bed and I told him everything... how much I wanted him to
fuck me, how scared I was and about my lack of self control. He assured
me he would never hurt me and I believed him. But there was something else
there. I knew he wanted to be inside me as much as I wanted him. I also
knew I didn't any rubbers getting in the way... but I felt like he was
holding something back, I think we both were. We kissed some and after a
while decided to shed some clothes, before long I was on my stomach and
he was grinding his tongue into my ass... opening me up. I wanted him
inside me and he knew it. He crawled up on my back and put all his weight
on me. As he bit my ear he whispered. "Do you trust me, little bro?"
"Y-Y-Yes." I could feel the head of his dick finding its way into my ass
and all I could think about was how bad I wanted him inside me.
Slowly he opened me up with his hard cock. It was thick and I could
almost feel every vein in it. My head was foggy and I was scared...
but I had to trust him, I couldn't have stopped him even if I had
wanted to. Every time he would drive into my ass, I wondered if it
was going to happen this quickly... I wondered if he would lose
control too. Or maybe it was just a game he was playing... maybe
he really did want to infect me. All I could think about was being
with him and making him feel good. I wanted to be his "little bro."
Did that mean I had to be his little bugbro? I could feel the sweat
dripping off him as he thrust into my ass and his breathing getting
faster. Again I heard the words and felt his breath in my ears as he
was panting... "Do you, do you... trust me?... little bro?"
"...y, ye.."
Before I even finished answering I felt him slam his cock deeper in
my ass than before, plunging in one last time before letting his dick
erupt. I closed my eyes and moaned and a moment passed before I felt
his warm cum running down my back and dripping into the crack of my
sweaty hole. Fear turned to relief and then mixed with disappointment
as I realized he had pulled out. I knew I could trust him but now I
began to wish I couldn't.
Over the next several weeks we talked more about "trust" and if/when
I would ever be "ready." He said he would know... I never asked him
what he meant by that. I began to really think of him as my big brother.
He'd often look out for me, check up on me and even give me advice that
I needed. Sexually we both became more free. I told him things that I
would never admit to anyone else, and he did the same to me. He had
really become my best (and kinkiest) friend and I didn't have to hide
anything from him.
One night he called and said he wanted to see me. That night we began
talking about some of our fantasies (most of them illegal) and how far
I had come for a 23 year old. As we were talking I noticed a change in
his personality. We always made each other horny, but tonight was
different. I could see how hungry he was for me. I started to get
scared but figured that was stupid, he'd proven many times that I
could trust him. His affection became savage as he kissed me and
forced me onto my stomach. His hands seemed to be everywhere on me.
He was pressing my face into his crotch almost suffocating me while
working my balls and ass with his thick fingers. I guess he felt me
resisting because he stopped for a minute and put his hands on the
back of my neck and head and asked what was wrong.
"Don't you trust me, little bro?"
"Yeah..."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing... nothing. You make me feel good, I wanna make you happy too."
I got down on my hands and knees and began to undress him. I took time
to suck his thick cock for a while and drink his piss. I enjoyed the
way he felt in my mouth and I liked feeling his hands on my ears and
the back of my head as he would pull me all the way down on his shaft.
I held his balls in my hands and licked them gently and licked down the
inside of his hairy thighs and down his muscled legs. "Get undressed
little bro."
I stripped and stood in front of him, my hard-on aching for him as he
put his hands on me and pulled me to him. He kissed me hard and held
tight. I felt as if I was wrapped in steel with his big chest against me.
Soon he had me kneeling over the edge of the bed and he began opening my
ass with his tongue. Kissing and licking my hole, making me totally relax.
I felt myself opening up trying to make it easy for his tongue to reach
inside me. As he knelt behind me he said. "Do you trust me, little bro?
"Uh-huh."
"I want you. Trust me."
"I, I do..."
Immediately my big brother's cock head popped into my ass, in a few more
seconds his thick cock was buried all the way into me and his arms were
locked around me. His weight pinning me against the side of the bed. I
loved the way it felt as he filled me up. Feeling nothing but the
friction of his skin in my ass, knowing that I was totally giving myself
to him. As he began pumping his cock deep into my ass, I could feel his
breathing on my neck and his teeth on my ears... it was more intense than
before, almost as if he wanted me to KNOW I was being fucked. I wanted him
to know how good he felt inside me... how natural and perfect it seemed.
I wanted him to know I would do anything for him and I had never met anyone
like him.... no one had ever taken me this far and made me feel this way...
I could never go back.
Just as I was thinking all of this, again he asked me... "Do you trust me?"
"Big bro... I... I..."
He shoved his cock deep in me again. "Do you TRUST me?"
He pulled me back on his cock and grabbed my nuts with one hand and began
squeezing my nips with his other hand. "I want to cum, little bro... I
want you to cum too... DO YOU TRUST ME?"
"Big bro, I want... I..."
"Do you?"
Just like the first time, I didn't even get to finish the word "Yes." With
a painful and violent shove he slammed his cock deep in my guts... his grasp
on my balls was excruciating as he bit hard on my ear and huffed...
"I love you, little bro."
I felt his thick cock spasm and his body shudder as my big brother's warm
cum shot deep into my ass. At that moment, nothing else in the world mattered.
My balls exploded in his hand as I realized I would never be the same again.
The man I totally trusted with my life was pumping seemed gallons of infected
cum into my body through his angry cock. My insides felt like liquid fire as
his dick continued to spasm and slide around in my ass.
Time seemed to stop that night. There were no words for what had just happened.
My big brother was now my bugbrother and I was his. He fucked me three more
times that night and each time telling me he loved his little bro as he would
plant his virus deep in my ass. I decided to sleep most of the next day and he
called me from work. Almost every day since then he wakes me with a phone call...
"How's my little bugbro?"
~ by [email protected]
My Afternoon Affair
His name is Eduardo. I met him online in a chatroom. We exchanged
messages for a while and then exchanged pictures. I guess we each liked
what we saw, so we exhanged phone numbers. He was somebody I definitely
wanted to fuck. He was a very hot Mexican hombre, built just the way I
like them. I got a hardon thinking of fucking him, and I told him so. He
said he'd call me. I only half-believed him.
There were two things that worried me about him. One is that he started
by asking me if I fuck married men, which I usually don't because I get
to feeling guilty about screwing a married man. The other was that he said
he didn't do it bareback and that he wouldn't want me to cum inside him.
Sure. Kill the fun.
I still wanted to fuck him, though.
Well, surprise of surprises, he called when he said he would. I thought
he wanted to get fucked before going to work, but he wanted to meet for
lunch instead. He came over and picked me up and took me to a taco stand
for lunch. He was very nice and nice looking. After lunch, we went back
to my place. As soon as we were inside, he asked to use my phone. He said
he had to call a client. While he was on the phone, he wiggled his butt
at me and undid his pants. I played with his ass while he talked
to his client.
When he hung up, he grabbed my crotch, and undid my pants. He smiled a
big cute smile when he saw my hard cock. "I need you to fuck me" he said
in his slightly broken english. I began rubbing my cock along the crack
of his ass. He took some spit and got my cock wet with it, then bent over
my sofa and spread his cheeks. I thought I would tease him with my dick
until it was time to find a condom, but before I gave that too much thought
he just opened up and pushed his ass back onto my bare dick.
Whoa!
Slowly, I worked it into him. He seemed to really enjoy it, and I was
surprised as hell because he was taking my cock bareback. After a little
while, I pulled out and led him into the bedroom. He got on all fours and
I pushed my hard dick back into him and fucked him doggy style. It didn't
take me long before I felt my cum wanting to squirt out of my nuts. I was
trying to be cautious, but he had me so turned on I could barely hold back.
I told him I was getting close and expected he was going to pull off my dick.
Instead, he grabbed my ass and buried me deep inside him. I shot a huge
load into his sweet ass and his uncut dick shot a thick load all over my
bedspread. I was still in shock over his barebacking reversal when he pulled
off of me. He apologized for squirting his cum all over my bedspread. I
laughed, and he went and cleaned up so he could go meet his client. That
was one of the hottest fucks I have ever had because he exceeded my
expectations and went against his own principles to have me fuck him
raw. I hope I can meet with him again sometime and give him more loads.
Only next time I want his hot load of mexican cum in my mouth.
~by Y2Gay
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had a reputation it could never actually live up to.
I'd been there half a dozen times looking for someone
like him and I always left disappointed, swearing I'd
never go back. There was something intriguing about
Boots though, maybe because it was dark and run down,
maybe it was just the old bareback porn flicks they played...
I don't know, it's not important. I'd already circled the bar
twice and I hated feeling like fresh meat so I found a quiet
"don't fuck with me" booth were I could watch the pornos from
across the room and drink my beer. Somewhere between beer
number four and troll number 15 is when I saw him.
He was mid 30s, 5'8", muscled and stocky with a haircut that
made him look like a U.S. Marine. I was never very good at cruising
so I'd have to be direct... after two more beers and 5 more trolls
I decided to introduce myself. We talked for about 20 minutes.
It took exactly one minute to confirm I wanted him and 19 minutes
to decide exactly how direct I should be about it. I decided to
be very direct. He said he had to piss and I asked if I could go
with him. I followed my him to the john closed the door behind us.
There was no lock, there was barely any light and the floor was
so raunchy that most dogs would think twice before squatting down
like I did. Without a word I drank the piss from his cock, eagerly
gulping his urine down my throat. When he had emptied his bladder
in my gut I started sucking him hard, hoping he'd want to empty his
balls as well... I was right. The john was a popular place, the
trolls were knocking. One guy walked in on us and another tried
so I jammed my foot against the door... I was determined to finish
what I had started. My "big brother's" strong hands were on my head
and and my hands were wrapped around his waist. I could feel him
getting close, I knew he was about to force his cock deep into my
throat to unload his jizz. I was wrong... he tried to push me away
but I held on tight and pressed my face into his crotch sucking the
seed out of him. I could feel him trying to fight me and I didn't
know why. I never suspected he was poz. We left the john and headed
straight for his truck where I gave him my number.
We talked on the phone a couple times the next few months before
I ever thought to ask him about the night we met and why he tried
to pull away from me.
"I know it's kinda late to ask this... but, are you poz or neg?"
"Poz."
My heart skipped a couple beats... He went on to say he'd been
poz for nine years and never been on meds. My heart skipped a couple
more beats. Then he asked me the same question. I told him I tested
neg a couple months ago. After some silence he apologized. "I'm
sorry... I tried to stop... I remember thinking there was no way
you could be be poz." I told him not to worry, the risk seemed minimal.
He told me how close he had been to fucking me the night we met and
I remember telling him how much I hated rubbers. I also told him that
I almost asked him to fuck me but I wanted to "save something" for later.
We kept talking on the phone and started hanging out some. We went out
to eat and to the movies and the gym. Weeks later when I told him I had
tested neg again he said he was glad. I'm not sure I believed him.
The next time we went out he assured me I could trust him. He said he
felt like I was his little brother, almost as if he had an obligation
to protect me. I laughed... I was pretty fond of him and I liked
thinking of him as my new "big bro." I felt a mixed attraction to
him I hadn't known before. Sorta like Boots, I was disappointed that
he was poz but found myself going back to him... there was something
about him I couldn't resist.
One night after we had been out riding around in his truck, we found
a place to park and I laid across the seat with my head in his lap.
It felt good to be in his arms looking up at him and I could feel his
hard-on beneath me. He had a sadistic grin and an attitude so full of
confidence that I felt he could do anything. As he kissed me, I felt
his hands on my legs and my crotch and eventually inside my pants.
I was rock hard.
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes."
"Are you sure?" He began squeezing my balls and put his mouth to
my nipples, biting them. The slight pain slowly became more intense
and almost unbearable but I managed to take it. Feeling his thick
hands crushing my nuts and his teeth on my nipples was something I
had never felt before. The level of pain was excruciating and
intoxicating all at the same time. My cock had never been so hard...
so hard that it hurt and somehow I wanted more. When I realized he
had drawn blood by biting my nipples I knew he had pushed my limits
and I could never go back. I would do anything he asked me. He pulled
his mouth away and started kissing me again... deep wet kisses that
made his tongue feel like it was reaching into my guts. He leaned
back against the seat and looked down at my open mouth. With one hand
still crushing my balls he wedged his fingers into my jaws with his
other hand and let a long gob of spit drip into my mouth. I sucked it
up... I was higher than I had been on any drug.
He spit a couple more times into my mouth and I swallowed them down.
He began to assault my balls even more and as I opened my mouth to groan
in pain he cleared his throat with a snort and almost choked me with a
wad of his snot deep in my mouth.
"Do you trust me?"
"Y-Y-Yes."
He turned me over to face his crotch and opened his fly, I sucked him
for a while and then he washed down his snot with a huge load of his
steamy piss. As I laid with my face in his lap, I could feel his hands
on my ass.. his fingers prying into my hole. By then I totally lost any
logic I once had. If he had wanted to fuck me I would have let him. I
would have begged him for it. I had lost control and I knew it.
Night after night I fantasized about him fucking me. Wondering what it
would be like to feel my big brother's dick in my ass. Imagining how I
would feel after we had both emptied our balls and reality had set in.
It scared me so bad I had to tell him. He had to know I was relying on
him and it really was his duty to protect me...
Finally the time came for me to tell him. I remember the night we were
hanging out after the gym. He had spotted me on some squats and I could
feel him behind me. I felt his cock through his shorts poking into my ass
as he would steady me. I felt safe with his arms around me and strong too,
like nothing could harm me... not even his biohazardous cum. That night
we laid in my bed and I told him everything... how much I wanted him to
fuck me, how scared I was and about my lack of self control. He assured
me he would never hurt me and I believed him. But there was something else
there. I knew he wanted to be inside me as much as I wanted him. I also
knew I didn't any rubbers getting in the way... but I felt like he was
holding something back, I think we both were. We kissed some and after a
while decided to shed some clothes, before long I was on my stomach and
he was grinding his tongue into my ass... opening me up. I wanted him
inside me and he knew it. He crawled up on my back and put all his weight
on me. As he bit my ear he whispered. "Do you trust me, little bro?"
"Y-Y-Yes." I could feel the head of his dick finding its way into my ass
and all I could think about was how bad I wanted him inside me.
Slowly he opened me up with his hard cock. It was thick and I could
almost feel every vein in it. My head was foggy and I was scared...
but I had to trust him, I couldn't have stopped him even if I had
wanted to. Every time he would drive into my ass, I wondered if it
was going to happen this quickly... I wondered if he would lose
control too. Or maybe it was just a game he was playing... maybe
he really did want to infect me. All I could think about was being
with him and making him feel good. I wanted to be his "little bro."
Did that mean I had to be his little bugbro? I could feel the sweat
dripping off him as he thrust into my ass and his breathing getting
faster. Again I heard the words and felt his breath in my ears as he
was panting... "Do you, do you... trust me?... little bro?"
"...y, ye.."
Before I even finished answering I felt him slam his cock deeper in
my ass than before, plunging in one last time before letting his dick
erupt. I closed my eyes and moaned and a moment passed before I felt
his warm cum running down my back and dripping into the crack of my
sweaty hole. Fear turned to relief and then mixed with disappointment
as I realized he had pulled out. I knew I could trust him but now I
began to wish I couldn't.
Over the next several weeks we talked more about "trust" and if/when
I would ever be "ready." He said he would know... I never asked him
what he meant by that. I began to really think of him as my big brother.
He'd often look out for me, check up on me and even give me advice that
I needed. Sexually we both became more free. I told him things that I
would never admit to anyone else, and he did the same to me. He had
really become my best (and kinkiest) friend and I didn't have to hide
anything from him.
One night he called and said he wanted to see me. That night we began
talking about some of our fantasies (most of them illegal) and how far
I had come for a 23 year old. As we were talking I noticed a change in
his personality. We always made each other horny, but tonight was
different. I could see how hungry he was for me. I started to get
scared but figured that was stupid, he'd proven many times that I
could trust him. His affection became savage as he kissed me and
forced me onto my stomach. His hands seemed to be everywhere on me.
He was pressing my face into his crotch almost suffocating me while
working my balls and ass with his thick fingers. I guess he felt me
resisting because he stopped for a minute and put his hands on the
back of my neck and head and asked what was wrong.
"Don't you trust me, little bro?"
"Yeah..."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing... nothing. You make me feel good, I wanna make you happy too."
I got down on my hands and knees and began to undress him. I took time
to suck his thick cock for a while and drink his piss. I enjoyed the
way he felt in my mouth and I liked feeling his hands on my ears and
the back of my head as he would pull me all the way down on his shaft.
I held his balls in my hands and licked them gently and licked down the
inside of his hairy thighs and down his muscled legs. "Get undressed
little bro."
I stripped and stood in front of him, my hard-on aching for him as he
put his hands on me and pulled me to him. He kissed me hard and held
tight. I felt as if I was wrapped in steel with his big chest against me.
Soon he had me kneeling over the edge of the bed and he began opening my
ass with his tongue. Kissing and licking my hole, making me totally relax.
I felt myself opening up trying to make it easy for his tongue to reach
inside me. As he knelt behind me he said. "Do you trust me, little bro?
"Uh-huh."
"I want you. Trust me."
"I, I do..."
Immediately my big brother's cock head popped into my ass, in a few more
seconds his thick cock was buried all the way into me and his arms were
locked around me. His weight pinning me against the side of the bed. I
loved the way it felt as he filled me up. Feeling nothing but the
friction of his skin in my ass, knowing that I was totally giving myself
to him. As he began pumping his cock deep into my ass, I could feel his
breathing on my neck and his teeth on my ears... it was more intense than
before, almost as if he wanted me to KNOW I was being fucked. I wanted him
to know how good he felt inside me... how natural and perfect it seemed.
I wanted him to know I would do anything for him and I had never met anyone
like him.... no one had ever taken me this far and made me feel this way...
I could never go back.
Just as I was thinking all of this, again he asked me... "Do you trust me?"
"Big bro... I... I..."
He shoved his cock deep in me again. "Do you TRUST me?"
He pulled me back on his cock and grabbed my nuts with one hand and began
squeezing my nips with his other hand. "I want to cum, little bro... I
want you to cum too... DO YOU TRUST ME?"
"Big bro, I want... I..."
"Do you?"
Just like the first time, I didn't even get to finish the word "Yes." With
a painful and violent shove he slammed his cock deep in my guts... his grasp
on my balls was excruciating as he bit hard on my ear and huffed...
"I love you, little bro."
I felt his thick cock spasm and his body shudder as my big brother's warm
cum shot deep into my ass. At that moment, nothing else in the world mattered.
My balls exploded in his hand as I realized I would never be the same again.
The man I totally trusted with my life was pumping seemed gallons of infected
cum into my body through his angry cock. My insides felt like liquid fire as
his dick continued to spasm and slide around in my ass.
Time seemed to stop that night. There were no words for what had just happened.
My big brother was now my bugbrother and I was his. He fucked me three more
times that night and each time telling me he loved his little bro as he would
plant his virus deep in my ass. I decided to sleep most of the next day and he
called me from work. Almost every day since then he wakes me with a phone call...
"How's my little bugbro?"
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My Afternoon Affair
His name is Eduardo. I met him online in a chatroom. We exchanged
messages for a while and then exchanged pictures. I guess we each liked
what we saw, so we exhanged phone numbers. He was somebody I definitely
wanted to fuck. He was a very hot Mexican hombre, built just the way I
like them. I got a hardon thinking of fucking him, and I told him so. He
said he'd call me. I only half-believed him.
There were two things that worried me about him. One is that he started
by asking me if I fuck married men, which I usually don't because I get
to feeling guilty about screwing a married man. The other was that he said
he didn't do it bareback and that he wouldn't want me to cum inside him.
Sure. Kill the fun.
I still wanted to fuck him, though.
Well, surprise of surprises, he called when he said he would. I thought
he wanted to get fucked before going to work, but he wanted to meet for
lunch instead. He came over and picked me up and took me to a taco stand
for lunch. He was very nice and nice looking. After lunch, we went back
to my place. As soon as we were inside, he asked to use my phone. He said
he had to call a client. While he was on the phone, he wiggled his butt
at me and undid his pants. I played with his ass while he talked
to his client.
When he hung up, he grabbed my crotch, and undid my pants. He smiled a
big cute smile when he saw my hard cock. "I need you to fuck me" he said
in his slightly broken english. I began rubbing my cock along the crack
of his ass. He took some spit and got my cock wet with it, then bent over
my sofa and spread his cheeks. I thought I would tease him with my dick
until it was time to find a condom, but before I gave that too much thought
he just opened up and pushed his ass back onto my bare dick.
Whoa!
Slowly, I worked it into him. He seemed to really enjoy it, and I was
surprised as hell because he was taking my cock bareback. After a little
while, I pulled out and led him into the bedroom. He got on all fours and
I pushed my hard dick back into him and fucked him doggy style. It didn't
take me long before I felt my cum wanting to squirt out of my nuts. I was
trying to be cautious, but he had me so turned on I could barely hold back.
I told him I was getting close and expected he was going to pull off my dick.
Instead, he grabbed my ass and buried me deep inside him. I shot a huge
load into his sweet ass and his uncut dick shot a thick load all over my
bedspread. I was still in shock over his barebacking reversal when he pulled
off of me. He apologized for squirting his cum all over my bedspread. I
laughed, and he went and cleaned up so he could go meet his client. That
was one of the hottest fucks I have ever had because he exceeded my
expectations and went against his own principles to have me fuck him
raw. I hope I can meet with him again sometime and give him more loads.
Only next time I want his hot load of mexican cum in my mouth.
~by Y2Gay
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messages for a while and then exchanged pictures. I guess we each liked
what we saw, so we exhanged phone numbers. He was somebody I definitely
wanted to fuck. He was a very hot Mexican hombre, built just the way I
like them. I got a hardon thinking of fucking him, and I told him so. He
said he'd call me. I only half-believed him.
There were two things that worried me about him. One is that he started
by asking me if I fuck married men, which I usually don't because I get
to feeling guilty about screwing a married man. The other was that he said
he didn't do it bareback and that he wouldn't want me to cum inside him.
Sure. Kill the fun.
I still wanted to fuck him, though.
Well, surprise of surprises, he called when he said he would. I thought
he wanted to get fucked before going to work, but he wanted to meet for
lunch instead. He came over and picked me up and took me to a taco stand
for lunch. He was very nice and nice looking. After lunch, we went back
to my place. As soon as we were inside, he asked to use my phone. He said
he had to call a client. While he was on the phone, he wiggled his butt
at me and undid his pants. I played with his ass while he talked
to his client.
When he hung up, he grabbed my crotch, and undid my pants. He smiled a
big cute smile when he saw my hard cock. "I need you to fuck me" he said
in his slightly broken english. I began rubbing my cock along the crack
of his ass. He took some spit and got my cock wet with it, then bent over
my sofa and spread his cheeks. I thought I would tease him with my dick
until it was time to find a condom, but before I gave that too much thought
he just opened up and pushed his ass back onto my bare dick.
Whoa!
Slowly, I worked it into him. He seemed to really enjoy it, and I was
surprised as hell because he was taking my cock bareback. After a little
while, I pulled out and led him into the bedroom. He got on all fours and
I pushed my hard dick back into him and fucked him doggy style. It didn't
take me long before I felt my cum wanting to squirt out of my nuts. I was
trying to be cautious, but he had me so turned on I could barely hold back.
I told him I was getting close and expected he was going to pull off my dick.
Instead, he grabbed my ass and buried me deep inside him. I shot a huge
load into his sweet ass and his uncut dick shot a thick load all over my
bedspread. I was still in shock over his barebacking reversal when he pulled
off of me. He apologized for squirting his cum all over my bedspread. I
laughed, and he went and cleaned up so he could go meet his client. That
was one of the hottest fucks I have ever had because he exceeded my
expectations and went against his own principles to have me fuck him
raw. I hope I can meet with him again sometime and give him more loads.
Only next time I want his hot load of mexican cum in my mouth.
~by Y2Gay
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