My Blindfolded Bareback Fuckfest

Hello again, after a very dry spell over Christmas and new year in January I met a guy via Grindr. I went round to his house two days running and he fucked me so deeply. After the second visit he asked me if I would be interested in meeting for a group fuck.

Of course I drooled a yes to him. He said he would sort it out for the last weekend of the month.

He said he would invite round as many guys as he could get together. I told him it was all OK and that I would be very happy to take as many men as he could get.

I told him I didn’t mind if I was drained of jizz over and over and I didn’t care if I was tired and sore afterwards. He said I was a truly slutty little puppy and I told him of course I was.

I’m just a young gay male who loves getting pounded. What is wrong in that?

For the rest of the month my mind wandered to what might happen at this party, I dreamed of guzzling down load after creamy load. I wanted it; I needed to prove to myself that I’m just a dirty little cum slut with a whore’s asshole. I had to do it, I had to bend myself for these men, and I had to allow them to do whatever the fuck they wanted to me.

I was theirs. They were my masters. They were gods who were going to fill me with their seed. Every time I thought of the upcoming party I got hard and wet straight away. I would be sat on the bus travelling to town and my boner would be pushing tight against the inside of my jeans.

I thought I'm just a little slutty toy for him and his friends, just a cum puppy to pass around, to tease, play with, to use and abuse.

Over the years I’ve learnt how to suck cock very well, how to deep throat dick without choking, how to lay back and relax my boy pussy for all men’s cocks, to keep going even after they've cum, to hold back my own cum until permission is given.

I’ve always made sure I’ve learn how to enjoy the generosity of these men who so kindly have given me the gift of their huge cocks deep inside me.

On the day of the party I arrived early and the host greeted me at the door and roughly dragged me inside. He told me he had managed to get some men together but he wouldn’t tell me how many.

He led me upstairs to the bedroom. On the double bed were some leg and wrist straps.

He made me strip and lie face down. He put a couple of pillows under me so my butt was up in the air and then he tied my hands and ankles to the bed.

Then he lay across me and put two cotton balls over each of my eyes and then with gaffer tape he taped my eyes tightly shut.

Then I waited. My hard dick throbbing underneath me, I was so excited.

I heard voices coming up the stairs, and then I heard three of maybe four male voices. They were checking out their prize. Hands and fingers explored me. Fully deep into my asshole and forced into my mouth.

Then the fucking began, I felt a heavy body push me down into the bed and he started.

Heavy quick jabs inside me with his dick. He called me a dirty slut and said I was worthless and this was all that I was good for. I agreed, but as I spoke he hit me sharply across the back of the head. I was told to shut up and to know my place. I stayed silent for the rest of the night.

After I felt three different body weights and types forcing me downward into the bed the host left the room. I heard him leaving and telling the others that more guys had arrived.

Maybe an hour later I had been fucked over and over by many different men. I’ve no idea by how many. They took turns in my asshole and mouth.

I swallowed their cum and then piss. My belly extended from all of the creamy loads and yummy tasting piss.

My butt was awash with jizz and I could felt it dripping down between my legs and under me, covering the back of my balls.

This was paradise to me. This is what I’ve dreamt about for the whole month and of course longer.

I lost count of how many loads I had taken and how many times I was fucked. I’ve no idea of how many men was there that night. I know it was far more that ten different voices.

All calling me names and telling me what a dirty slut and cum hungry whore I was.

They were all correct of course. I am.

I felt the tape rip from my face and my arms and legs untied. I had my clothes thrown at me and I was ordered to leave. I dressed as I went down the stairs.

The host told me I had done very well. I asked if it could happen again, I was sore and dripping, but I wanted more. He told me that I was damaged goods now. But that he would see.

I hope I go again. I’ll keep dreaming.

Catch you later XXXX.

Corbin and the Sexual Imbalance

Hello Corbin the family nudist again.

Today Jamie has asked me to put into writing something I don’t often talk about in public, my illness. I suffer from a chemical imbalance. My brain doesn't make the right mix of chemicals, this means I'm not able to sleep for long periods, and it also means I get "waves". Let me explain what my waves are. They are a feeling deep down in the pit of my stomach. I feel them building up. It’s a wave of horniness. The tiniest little thing can set these waves off.

My older brother is 22 and he suffers from the same ‘waves’ but never as harsh as some of mine. No this isn't going to be some lame ass incest story. This is my real life and this is how my brother and I deal with this. My brother was 10 when he was first tested and diagnosed with this imbalance and I didn't show signs until I was 13.

Luckily our younger brother has not shown signs yet, but he is only 12. I hope it skips him.

When a wave hits I get a feeling in my stomach and light headedness behind my eyes. If I let it last for long my skin starts to feel like it is on fire and my face goes red. My mother can sometimes spot this before I know an attack is happening. My eyes will water and my head will begin to hurt if I don’t release the feeling. We do this by jerking off. The chemicals built up and released when we ejaculate stops the pain.

I've read medical reports about this and seen films about it. Some poor people don’t have loving caring families around them. Thankfully we do.

We have been taught never to be ashamed of our need to jerk off. We have been told to never leave and do it in private or to say sorry afterwards. It is a need that we much for fill for the sake of our own well-being.

For example we were all watching the TV on a family night together. We were watching the show that around the world is called “Dancing with the Stars”.

The men in their tight shirts and hard bodies, I knew I was going to start a wave. My mother asked me if I was OK. I told her I was going to ‘wave’. Rather than me running away and hiding in my bedroom, ashamed of my illness, my mother just handed me the kitchen paper towel from beside the sofa and I started to jerk off. I wasn't watched, it wasn't something I needed to do in front of them to enjoy the feeling. It was just something I've done for the last few years. I jerked myself to release and then cleaned up with the paper towel and folded it up and carried on watching the TV.

If my older brother is in the room with me and one of us has an attack it will set the other one off. So to counteract this we will jerk off together.

The lack of sleep means I'm awake after only a few hours sleep. So my brother and I will go for walks. We will pick a place on the map. Drive up there, strip to our skins, fill a rucksack and just go for a wander. Our favourite place to go is up in the hills and woods outside of our town. We walk up the dirt path with our torches and sit on the top of the hill on the smooth rocks and watch the sun rise. As the sun creeps up over the town we jerk off together. We sit facing each other with our feet touching and we will jerk off. It helps that I’m with someone who understands my needs and who is capable of watching me jerking my thick dick and never once has judged me.

If I am out shopping in the city and I get an attack it is sometimes very difficult to find a public toilet. So I know every hidden alleyway in that town now. Also if I am near the toilets by the train station I will go there and hopefully someone will be able to help me release before the pains gets too much for me to bear.

Since I started this when I had just turned 13 I had to drop out of school of course. I started to be home schooled. My brother had turned 18, so his tutor took over my schooling. His name is Killian and he went to school with our father. He trained as a special needs teacher. So our needs are pretty much special.

He comes to the house Monday to Friday and Saturday mornings because we sometimes have a half day. It’s from ten AM to four PM. We do it in the office at the back of the garage building. I am naked because it is my wish and because it is our home and I shouldn't feel uncomfortable. My brother did dress for his lessons. I can’t, I'm just too awkward when dressed. Killian doesn't get undressed, trust me I've tried.

If I am having a bad day with my illness I am allowed to play with my willy during lessons. I sit with a towel under my bum and one on the floor by my legs, because I pre-cum a hell of a lot.

Killian will also call for “wank breaks” if I have an attack. He will often go into the garden for a walk or to the kitchen for yet another coffee. Sometimes he will sit there behind his desk and check on his laptop or phone.

This helps, him being in the room with me is wrong and my twisted head likes this. He has been with me in that room and seeing me jerk off and jizzing since I was 13 years old. He is a total professional.

I’m not sure what else I can say about this, I'm sure someone out there will have questions, so ask them and I’ll write the answers up for Jamie sometime.

Hope you liked hearing about something very different to your normal lives. Also if you got off to it, then that is OK I understand. The thought of a teenage boy jerking off with his brother or in front of his family is something you read about in lame incest stories. So I understand that some guys are into that.

Hope you jizzed a huge load. Yours Corbin.

Jamie the Slave Boy

I went round to a guy’s house. I had met him off Grindr and had been with him a couple of times in the public toilets in the park. But this time he asked me round to his house. I drove to his house and parked outside it was a large house and I thought I might have got the wrong address because whoever lived there must have had money to burn.

He answered the door in a long red robe and once I was inside he took me by the hand like a child up the stairs to a large bedroom at the back of the house.

There weren’t a lot of things in the room, a bed and a few tables and that was it really. The lights were quite low and I had trouble seeing what was on the tables by the window.

He asked me if I was going to be a good boy, I told him I was always a good boy. This, of course, isn’t the truth. I always try to be as naughty as I possibly can, as often as I can.

He stood me in the middle of the room and then sat down on the edge of the bed. He called me boy.

He ordered me to strip for him, shirt first, then trousers then socks and finally underwear. I stood there a little bit unsure what was going to happen as he was still clothed in his long red robe.

I put my hand down to my cock and touched it for a second, I did it without thinking. His face was red with rage. “Did I tell you, you could touch your willy?”

I told him I was sorry. I was starting to see how this evening was going to play out. I was the naughty slave boy. My mind raced at the thoughts of what might be coming up, my dick got ahead of me and I became enlarged.

I held my hands down by my side. He told me to get down on my hands and knees and to crawl over to him on all fours. When I reached him he lay one hand down on the top on my head and ruffled my hair.

“Good doggy” he said.

My master then pulled me over his knee face down and began to smooth his hand over my buttocks.

He told me how beautiful and round my butt was, telling me how it was a perfect bottom.

He had raised his hand up high and slapped it down. The pain and pleasure hit me with a wave up my body. After each hit it was then a swift grab at my butt, with a handful of my buttock and run of his hand over the skin.

He stood up, which made me fall to the floor. He called me a silly doggy and then in his hand from one of the tables was a shiny pink leather dog collar.

“You are going to look such a little faggot queer boy in this, come here and I will be kind and put it on for you”

I crawled over on my knees and he fixed the buckles around my neck. Tightly, I felt the collar bite into the skin on my neck. Then a dog lead was in his hand. He fastened it to the collar.

I walked me around the room. Jerking hard on the lead and I struggled to keep pace with him.

He was saying things like good doggy and well done boy. Patting my head and reaching down and smoothing his hands down over my buttocks as if I was hairy and he was levelling it down.

He told me I was allowed on the bed and that he had something else for me. I got up and wiggled my bum at him.

From his table of toys he took a rubber dog tail butt plug. My eyes must have lit up, because he asked me if I was excited. I nodded yes, being a good dog I didn’t speak.

He spat into my butt crack and fingered some of his self made lube into my hole. Then he commenced to push the bulbous butt plug up inside the soft walls of my anus. I felt my inner walls press and grasp at the toy as he pushed it in and out. I could feel it being pushed around within me.

In the end it was fully up and inside me, I wagged my new tail. My own human tail wagged underneath my belly, splashing precum up onto my belly and down over the tops of my legs.

The butt plug was hitting my inner spot just right.

He grabbed hold of the lead tight in his fist and with his other hand he reached under and tightly grabbed my cock and balls. He led me down off the bed and around the room. He again reached down and this time making a firm grip of my buttock. I could feel the heat on my butt; I knew they would be shiny red by now from all the slaps and tight grabs.

He twisted the tail around in my hole, tail up and tail down. I wagged my bum and the tail whenever he released his unyielding grip.

He got me to jump back onto the bed and with a sharp pop he pulled the butt plug from up inside of me. He threw it aside and from the table came another toy, one that looked just as exciting. It was a large black rubber dildo, as long as his forearm and just as meaty.

He spat on it and made me do the same. Then he got me to lick it up and down.

My master then stabbed me with it up inside my cunthole. In and out, again and again. My legs buckled with the shock and the passionate energy.

He again reached down and played with my balls, tightly gripping them. He got me off the bed once again. He undid the front of his red robe and for the first time I saw his swollen dick. Hard and hairless, smooth and engorged. With the lead still in one hand and the dildo still firmly up my asshole he took a dog’s drinking bowl from his table of goodies and dropped it to the floor.

He then began to piss into it, missing at first and hitting me full in the face. I opened my mouth but he told me not to be such a bad dog. He then held my head down to the bowl and forced me to lap at the urine. As I did this he reached under and jerked my cock.

Before I knew what was happening his dick was jammed into my mouth and down my throat. I choked on his dick the first few times. My spit became ropey and it slapped down his balls and onto his legs. But he calmed his tempo and I was able to properly suck him off, until he blew a hot salty load into my mouth and over my lips and face. He told me I was then allowed to jerk myself off. So I did, with his help. He held his face close to my cock as I blew, so he was able to catch it into his mouth. He then loomed over me and spat it into my face. I loved being humiliated.

I’ve seen him a few times since for other types of roleplay. I’ll share some with you if you like some other time.

Catch you later XXXX

My Blitzed Easter Fuckfest

It was Easter weekend and I had been such a good boy for so long that I felt like being bad. So I got my phone and went onto Grindr. Happily loads of guys out there wanted to be naughty boys with me. Message after message popped up. All offering to ram me and suck me. To abuse the shit out of me. Sadly few of them were local. Never a good willy around when you need one. And damn I needed one. My butthole was starved. It had been a month since I had last felt my tight walls pushed out and a thick juicy cock slide up into my hole.

I talked to a few guys. They offered me the same boring fuck. I needed that extra high. I needed to be destroyed. I talked to one guy I had met before he asked if I wanted to meet up with him and his mate in town at his mate’s apartment. He said treats would be on offer. I got dressed, made sure my hair was nice for the pleasant men and left, telling my mum I would be gone for the day.

I waiting down by the garages and the guy pulled up, I've no idea of his real name so I’ll call him Pete. He drove me into town in his little sports car. Driving like a mental person trying to escape before the doctors knew he was missing from the asylum.

Pete drove us to a tall posh apartment building in town. Huge glass windows and the kind of place I will never be able to afford to live in. He took us up in the lift, rubbing my back and butt as we got higher.

We walked down a long corridor and Pete knocked on a door. It opened and a very tall Swedish blond guy stood there in just his tiny bright red underwear. Fuck me he was hot. Pete is nice too, but this guy was amazing. He was tall with amazing thick, wide shoulders. Again I’ve no idea what his name is, so I’ll call him, Sam. I’ve no idea if that is a Swedish name or not.

They took me into a huge living room. A glass topped coffee table was at the centre of the room, with loads of nice looking goodies on it. There was a mug full of some weed, a tiny brown bottle with some white powder, a shot glass with some pills and booze. There was a hell of a lot of booze.
Sam blazed up a joint and passed it to me. It was only ten in the morning, but who am I to say no when free drugs are on offer.

Pete took his coat and shirt off and sat on the sofa checking out the room. Sam started to rub himself and sucked in huge lungs full of smoke and blowing it out in my direction. I sat down on the sofa and Sam sat at the other side of me. They both began to play with me. Untucking my shirt and running their hands over my chest and down into my pants.

Sam put his thumbs into each side of his underwear and in one movement slid them down and off, kicking them across the room. His massive cock popped up. The bulge I had been hoping for hadn't disappointed. He had a large cock and balls with a neat trimmed blond pubic region.

I dropped my head and took his cock in my mouth; Pete pulled at my shirt and took it off. He undid my pants and took my dick into his mouth. Sam lay back smoking his weed, blowing the smoke down into my face. A few minutes later I was naked and both were down on their knees as I lay on the sofa, smoking dope and having them take turns sucking at my leaking dick.

After a few bottles of beer I was rolled over and the two men took turns in my ass-hole. Two large bare cocks fought in and out of my opening. The pleasure waved into my soul. This is what I want for the rest of my life. Then Sam stood in front of my face and face fucked me. He took another beer bottle from the table, popped a pill down its neck and passed it over to me, I had no idea what the pill was I just swigged it down. My brain was on fire, I needed cock, as much cock as there was in the world. I felt amazing. A wave of gut punches of pleasure hit me over and over like a tide of gratification.

I was offered more weed, which seems to get stronger and stronger. The room was a cloud of weed smoke and red fiery sex streams coming off our bodies. Sam and Pete stood me up, my legs weren't my own. I was having trouble standing. They laughed as the fucked me, their white teeth so huge and friendly. I laughed too, this was incredible.

Then the tiny brown bottle of white powder was offered round. I took the most, sniffing it up into my nose. I wanted more. More drink, more weed, more of everything. I was stood by the huge windows looking out onto the city. They fucked me, pulled me and sucked my dick. I came over and over. As soon as one of us came we just carried on. Starting again, hour after hour. They filled my ass-hole with their cream, likewise my mouth. They held me tight in their arms and held my head steady as their jizz hit my face and ran down. I licked at them. I bit the air around me. I was gone.

I blacked out. I woke up in a bathroom, the salty smack of piss hitting my lips and going into my mouth. Sam had his fingers hooked into my mouth to keep it open and Pete was providing the piss.

They were laughing at me; I slipped in and out of consciousness. I would wake in a different room of the apartment. A bedroom with my hands tied behind my back and something large and rubbery jammed up inside my ass-hole. Back in the living area flat out of the floor rolling about giggling to myself as cameras flashed.  Each time I was awake I knew I was begging for more cock. I was pleading with them not to stop, to go faster, to start again. I didn't want this day to ever end.

I felt like a hundred men had filled my gut with their seed, it was just the two. I think.

The sky outside the huge windows grew darker and a storm rolled in. Rain lashed at the glass and when I was pressed face against it, it was cold and hard against my body. But I felt like I was made of light and I that my naked body could flutter through the particles of glass and out into the night’s sky. Never have I felt so free, so full and so loved.

I woke up dressed in a car. I was on a back seat laughing and Sam was driving. Pete was telling me it was time to sober up and go home. They showed me films of myself on their phones and cameras.

Things I have no memory of doing. I was screaming for cock. I was waving my arms around like a freak, telling them to fill my mouth with more piss. I was possessed.

I didn’t care the pain or how often I had been fucked. I just wanted more. My body hurt. I was empty and dry. Pete gave me bottled water and told me to drink from it. I sat outside the place where Pete had first picked me up for maybe a half hour, until they let me go. I walked to our block of flats. Unsteady on my feet, my head buzzing. I sat on the edge of the pavement and stared into the dark, black clouds. I waved at traffic a few times until I decided it wasn't getting any warmer so it was time to go home.

I got into the warm home and managed to sneak back into my bedroom. I lay on the bed. Exhausted, I reached down and realised my underwear had gone. Lost or taken as a trophy.

I've seen Pete a few times since. In toilets or at his place. But nothing will ever match up to that day in the apartment that danced with sex.

Catch you later XXXX.  

The Boy on the Bus

I get lost in my own head when I'm on buses. They panic me. If I don’t know where I'm going or don’t know the route I have to distract myself.

I was travelling home on a long bus ride on the upper deck of a bus and I was staring out of the window. I was just minding my own business.

As always I had my hand down on my dick area and I was just touching myself. I had my tight jeans on and tighter underwear so if I'm not thinking about what I'm doing I will just play with myself without really knowing I'm doing it.

I then heard a sound by the side of me. Across the aisle was a boy. A sixteen year old looking school boy, in a full school uniform. And his eyes shot back up from my willy area when he saw that I was looking in his direction. His hands went over his own dick area straight away. He was hard. He had been looking at me and it made him stiff.

He was a cute blond boy with shoulder length hair. I didn't recognize the uniform. A black brazier and grey trousers, white shirt and purple tie.I looked down at his legs.

Then back up to his face. His face had turned a violent shade of crimson.I moved myself towards him, just edging on my seat so I was facing him more.

The bus wasn't very busy and thankfully it was an older bus, all the new ones have CCTV cameras fixed to the roof.

He sat back further towards the window on his right side. There were an older couple at the front of the bus with their backs towards us. They had been arguing about something and that was what had made me tune out.


I ran my hand down the front of my jeans. His eyes were fixed on them. I checked behind me to make sure I hadn't missed anyone at the back and I undid my buttons.I let the flaps of my jeans fall open.

I was hard and I played with my dick, rubbing my white underwear over the large bulge.He was swelling more and more I could see his school uniform trousers getting tighter at the front.He slowly undid the zip. Making a noise with his feet and the bag in between them to hide the fact his zip was being lowered.He did the same as me. He took his bulge from inside his trousers and began to rub the red underwear over his cock.


The wet spot on my underwear was getting bigger and I held my dick tight in a grab to let it ooze through the cloth. I rubbed my thumb over the liquid and then sucked my thumb.He put his hands down inside his underwear and rubbed his cock onto the tips of his fingers. He took his fingers up to his mouth and licked them. He smiled. He liked what he tasted.

I hoped he would be getting off at the bus station so he would follow me to the toilets and he could do whatever the fuck he wanted with me.We travelled on, both rubbing and sliding our hands and fingers over our swollen lengths.

My balls were so tight to my body that I thought I was going to jizz my load there and then and that I would have a wet messy pair of underwear to walk off the bus with.I often get wet and end up having to walk around with a leaking dick banging about in my pants.Then a horrible thing happened, he put his dick away and stood up. He rang the bell to let the driver know he wanted to get off and he left the bus, two stops before the bus station.I was so stupid that day. I should have followed him from the bus and seen if he took me to a quiet area where he could have fucked me for the rest of the day.But I was too scared to go back onto another bus that I let him go.

I've travelled the same route a few times since and never seen him. Hopefully one day he will be there and we can finish what we started.

Catch you later XXXX

My Water Sports Holiday

On my summer holiday last year I discovered that quite near the hotel was a park that was used for cruising. I’d looked up places online before going away like I always do. Just to see if there are toilets or areas where I can get dick and where I can get my hole used.

I, as always, took my old beat up shitty laptop with me. The one with the broken cam and the mic that makes me sound like Mickey Mouse. My mum bought it for me cheap years ago. I used to use it for Skype back in the days when I really shouldn’t have been doing that. Sadly those days came to an end when my little brother was carrying the laptop from his room and by accident smashed it into the door frame of my room. Cracking the camera and ending my time showing myself off to anyone who cared to see a young teenage boy abuse his own body.

At the hotel I would sit in the quiet room downstairs on my laptop and see who was going to go to the cruising park that night. I was sharing a room with my little bro as usual, so I would sneak out after he fell asleep.

It was a five minute walk up the hill to the park. And it was a typical chilly summer night. I wore my shorts, shirt and jumper I had worn that day.

When I got to the park it was in near total darkness. There were lights on the main pathways but the rest was totally dark. I went up into a wooded area and sat on a bench. A guy online had told me you did this and waited there. He told me you could go to a wood further up the path, into a cave near the rocks or behind the toilet block down near the entrance of the park.

Two guys walked passed me and looked back at me as they went around the corner back down into the light. Both in their early 40s, they were strong looking men.

Ten minutes passed and I was thinking the shorts had been a bad idea. The moon came from behind some clouds and I could see further into the woods from it’s full light. There was a guy stood watching me from behind one of the larger trees. He saw that I had spotted him and suddenly walked down the slope and passed me. I thought I would be here all night if people just kept walking away from  me so I followed him down the path back towards the toilet block.

He waited a couple of times, looked back behind him and making sure I was still following him, carried on. At the toilet block he darted quickly behind it when a car drove passed on the main road to the park. I followed him after the car had driven away. He stood there leaning against the back wall of the toilets. There was a thin gap behind the toilet wall and a built up wall that was a sloping path up into the park. He reached for me and grabbed at my jumper. He was rough and knew what he wanted. He snatched at my shorts and jerked them down, his long fingers finding their way between my buttocks and into my hole.

He asked what I liked, so I told him, I like getting fucked and sucking dick. He asked if I had any rubbers. I told him I didn’t so he said it would just be a suck then. He pushed me down by the shoulders and forced his dick into my mouth.

After a few minutes of his dick flitting in and out of my mouth he came, in huge fat globs over my face. He zipped himself up and didn’t say another word and left. Sometimes I like it like that. Just to be used and left.

I stood for a while watching the clouds drift over the moon and wondered if that was going to be it for that night. I thought I would leave the park by the back exit. So I went back up to go over the Bowling Green and down the back road to the side of our hotel. I walked up the path and it lead me back to the area in front of the bench. Now sat on it was the two guys from before. I walked up and could hear them both clanging bottles from a plastic bag. As I walked closer one stood up and placed himself in my path. For a moment I was scared that they were drunk and knowing the park was used for cruising were going to bash the poor little queer who was walking around after having sucked a stranger’s dick.

But the taller of the two spoke to me and asked if I wanted a beer. I thought bashers wouldn’t waste beer on a victim so I told them yeah and sat down between them on the bench. They asked what I was looking for out there in the middle of the night. Still a little jumpy and unsure how this was going to go I answered that I was just looking around because I’d been told it was the place to come. The taller of the two said it was the best place alright; he placed his hand down between my legs and rubbed my inner thigh. Thank fuck I thought they want my butt and not to bash me.

The shorter guy moved closer to me and started to kiss my neck and pulled my jumper and shirt up and began to smooth his hand over my chest, until he found my tiny cold bullet nipples and commenced to pinch them tightly.

This made me hard again. The tall guy pushed his hand down into my shorts and took my dick out and leaning down he swallowed it hungrily.

Anyone who knows me knows that if any man touched my neck they can do whatever the fuck they like with me. The short guy was kissing and licking my neck, lifting my shirt and jumper up over my head and to the back of my neck. He went down and did the same licking, kissing and now sucking to my pebble hard nipples.

The taller asked if I wanted to go into the woods. I told him yes. So they lead me by the hands into the woods. There was an area far back with a log stump and a circle of trees. The taller got down to sucking my dick and pulling my shorts fully down to the ground until I thought I might as well get out of them. So I stepped out of them and kicked them to the base of a tree. I preyed I remembered where they were later, because I couldn’t walk back into the hotel bottomless.

The shorter guy took my shirt and jumper off me and it landed in the same place. I stood naked in the moonlight, as the taller bend me over and began to give my butthole a good tonguing. The shorter was very into kissing me; he then grabbed the back of my neck and pushed my mouth down onto his cock.

The taller was spreading my cheeks so he could get his tongue fully up inside my brown rosebud hole.

After a while he stood up. My hole must have been very wet by now and I thought he was just going to push himself into me and start the fucking. But he asked what I was into. I told him getting fucking and sucking dick; he asked what else I liked. I listed off anything I had ever done and enjoyed. I went as far back as when I was 14 and had tried piss play for the first time.

He told me to remove my shoes, so I did and placed them with my clothes. They both got another bottle from the bag and got me to knee down facing them.

The taller started first, he let out a full blast of piss down my chest and after I opened my mouth he aimed for my face. I drank down as much as I could.

A year before at a party when I was very drunk and high a friend dared me to piss into a glass and drink it. I did and then four other lads dared me to drink theirs. I told them I would for a pound each. And with my friend’s piss joining the others I made five pounds. I also enjoyed seeing these straight lads taking their dicks out in front of me so I could drink down their piss. It was easy money.

The shorter let rip over my bum and back, I arched my back so it would flow down better and gather in my butt crack. The shorter kneel down in the now wet mud and stuck his dick fully up inside my piss wet asshole.

After a few seconds of thrusting he pissed again. But this time while still inside my hole. It dripped out of me and washed down my legs. The taller was squirting into my mouth and I was drinking it down.

I was being a very good boy for both of them. Then with my hands and knees in the pissy mud they took turns to fuck me. Sometimes stopping to piss a little more over my face or back.

The shorter one came first up into my bum, I puckered my hole and kept it in as the taller took his turn and filled me with his cream, fucking his partners juice further up into my tube.

They both dressed and I lay there flat and used in the mud. The taller told me how much he had enjoyed himself and that we should do it again the next night. I agreed, they asked if I would be OK getting back into town I told them I would be alright. I waited a while. Lying naked on the wet ground, jizz and cooling piss dripping between my buttocks, looking up into the clear night’s sky, watching the stars blinking at me. Tonight was a good night to be alive.

I walked down to the park’s drinking fountain and washed myself up a little. I dressed and walked back down the hill to the hotel. I snuck in and without waking my brother I climbed naked into bed.

The next night I waited until my brother was asleep and climbed the hill once again, for another night of strong bare fucks and water sports. They did not disappoint me.

Catch you later XXXX

My Sauna Group Fuck

A few years ago during the school holidays I went away with my mum and my little brother. He stayed at a hotel by the beach and some days they would go off by themselves and leave me to do my own thing on the beach or at the hotel. One afternoon they went to the theatre. My little brother wanted to see Starlight Express and I didn’t; the thought of watching people pretending to be trains filled me with a wave of sickness at the bottom of my stomach. 

 I stayed at the hotel and was enjoying their free wifi. Sadly it was only in the reception area and not up in the rooms. So I had to be careful what I went into in case people looked over my shoulder and saw cock and balls. I started to chat online with a guy who said he was local and he said he would like to meet me. I told him I didn’t know the area very well and I didn’t want to bring him back to the hotel in case mum and little bro came back early. So I agreed to meet him on the sea front further down from my hotel.

When I got there he was better looking than his pictures online. Tall, long brown hair and a fit toned body. He said he didn’t realise from the chat how young I was. I thought that would be the end of it and I would have to go back to the hotel for the rest of the afternoon.

He told me about a hotel further down the bay that was a sauna for hook ups. He said if you hired a room for the day you could go to the sauna at the hotel and if you left your room door open you could have as much sex as was on offer. My dick liked the sound of this and I told him as we were walking along that I was hard in my jeans.

When we got there he told me to stay near the doorway and not to face the counter and after he paid he would come and get me.

I understood why. You had to be 18 to be in here and I wasn’t, far from it.

We went to a locker area and he pulled out towels for us both and we both undressed. This was the first time I had ever been to anything like this, of course. I wouldn’t be able to get into a place like this on my own. Its years later and I still struggle because I still don’t look old enough. He locked up our clothes and we went to the darkroom sauna area. We walked passed open doors and there were men of all ages in them. Some were just jerking off alone, some with another guy sucking them off or having a full fuck. TVs hung in cages from the walls. Quite old looking porn was playing. The men in the rooms were making more noise then the TVs. The guy kept walking but I stopped at each door. I had my towel on around my waist and I was rock hard. My precum was dripping down my leg.

The guy told me he had paid for a room. A few of the men asked him something. And when we climbed the stairs I asked him what they had said. They had asked which room we would be in. Its a few years ago now, but I think it was room 11. Upstairs was another long dark corridor. My heart was banging about in my chest like a jackhammer. I walked passed more open doors and more sex. The guy again kept walking down the corridor and I stopped and stood at each door. I was watching so many men doing so many different types of fucking in front of my eyes. I was in ecstasy; this was a place I belonged in.

We came to our room and by now I wondered why I was bothering with the towel. I had been rubbing my dick through the flap at the front. My dick was poking out anyway.

In the room there was a bed and a couple of sofas, nothing else. Another door near the blacked out window lead off to a wash room. I lay on the bed face down and the guy went into the washroom he came out, naked. He stood at the end of the bed and told me I had the best looking butt he had ever seen. I thought it best not to argue with him. Within seconds my butt was up in the air and his tongue was deep inside my hole. He was hungry for it I could tell. He never touched my dick once. It was all about the butt for him. After a while he stood up and knelt on the bed. I was holding onto the bed’s headboard he jammed his dick fully up into me. I twist of his dick and he was balls deep, hitting the right areas. I think I might have howled a tiny bit. It was a very stabbing fuck. In and out over and over, pulling my butthole apart and making me gasp.

I didn’t notice anyone else in the room until they moved around the other side of the bed. I jumped a little because I was so wrapped up in the moment of this amazing dicking that I had never heard them entering the room. I had totally forgotten that the door out to the corridor hadn’t been shut. Both men started to feel my body. Twisting my nipples, putting their thumbs and fingers into my mouth for me to suck. Pulling at my cock, rubbing my leaking precum onto their fingers and licking it off each others hands. They seemed to be working as a team. Tag teaming me as I was still getting pounded. The older of the two, a guy in his 40’s took over from the guy I came with. My guy went to one of the sofas and sat there rubbing his dick slowly as he watched these two new guys set to work on my butt, balls and cock. Each took it in turns to move me around the bed. Flipping me over like I was just a toy for them to explore. They both fucked me, the older came inside me first and the younger one, maybe in his 30’s, fucked me and at the very last second shot his load up over my back and butt. The older guy came back to the bed, he had been sucking off the guy on the sofa and he ate the juice that was rolling down my back into my butt crack.

I sat there for a while. Working it over what had just happened in my head. Within a matter on minutes of me being inside the building three guys had bare fucked my willing teenage asshole.

The guy sat there, watching me, saying nothing. Then he stood up and moved over to the door, he told me to stay were I was. He was gone a while and I was looking around the room. I looked in the washroom, just a sink, toilet and an open shower.

When he came back he had four guys with him, all naked, all tall and all towering over me. All of them between the ages of 20 and 30. I got back on the bed; I thought my guy was going to tell me off for moving from the bed.

I sat with my back to the headboard and all these new guys came to the bed either side of me. They took it in turns to suck me. One held my dick up for another to suck as he worked his tongue over my balls and into his mouth. Then with two guys taking turns in my butt I had two either side of my face, sucking one after another. And then they swapped. We lay on the bed all done and with all our balls empty. I had their juice deep up inside my hole. One had jizzed and then another had fucked it deeper up into my teenage asshole. My belly was wet with my own cum. One of them licked it from my fingers as I fed it to him.

A couple of them left, the other two stayed wanting another go on me. We rested for half an hour. Both of them just sat either side of me, slowly playing with my dick and asking how often I jerked off and things like if it was my first time and how old I was. Should I lie? Did it matter? They had both fucked me no matter what age I was. The guy I had come with told them I was old enough. He had watched it all. He didn’t join in once.

They started again. I was thrown around the bed like a soft toy. One after another taking turns in my mouth and butthole. I jizzed for maybe the forth time, I really had lost count.

Another guy stood at the doorway watching. He played with himself, but didn’t enter the room. He was much older than anyone of them before. Late 40’s or maybe even in his 50’s. I’m shit at guessing ages. He left and the two guys carried on with me and each other.

Another guy came to the room and stood at the end of the bed and just watched for ages and whenever he could his head would bob down and he would suck my dick if it was near enough. He was jerking himself off the whole time. One of the guys held my head up to his dick and the guy jizzed fully in my face. Then the guy holding my head released me back onto the bed and continued fucking my ass.

Then I was left alone with the guy who brought me here. I asked him if he had any idea how long we had been there. Because surely my mum and little brother would be back at the hotel by now. He said it had been a couple of hours. I thought I should, have a shower and go soon. I was stood on the bed, the windows were painted over at the bottoms but there was a higher top window, where I could see out of, it was getting dark.

Another guy came to the room and I stayed standing on the bed as he sucked me off. I had lost count of how many mouths my dick had been in. He edged me to the edge of the bed and was rimming me, the guy I had come with stood up and put his dick in my mouth. It was then that I realised he hadn’t cum the whole time we were there. He gushed into my mouth, so much jizz; it ran down flowing over my chin and down onto my chest. The guy fucking me leaned in and licked it off my nipples. The guy told me he was going soon. I told him I would leave with him. 

Then a man was stood in the doorway. Fully clothed, dressed like a barman. He just stood there watching. The guy fucking me pulled out of my asshole and held the back of my hair tight and drilled his dick into my mouth. I sucked it and waited for it to pop. As it did he took it from my mouth and came into my face. He let go of my hair; he pushed me back down onto the bed. He was done. I was nothing to him anymore. I was just a warm body he had stuck his dick into. He left and the man in the doorway came into the room and closed the door behind him. The guy I had come with was in the washroom and when he came out the man asked if I could leave. Someone must have complained about me being under-age.

My guy told him we were going anyway and the staff member backed into the corridor and waited for us to leave. He followed us down to the locker room, watched us both get dressed and then held a side fire door open for us to exit the building.

What I find funny was the staff member had been ordered to remove me from the building. But he stood there for a while watching me getting fucked and then sucked a dick until the guy jizzed his load into my face and THEN he asked me to leave.

I said thank you and goodbye to the guy and ran back to the hotel. Lucky for me I got back to the hotel about half an hour before my mum and little brother did so I could have a shower. Because I could smell every man on me. I counted on my fingers, eight men in two hours had bare fucked me.

Hope you liked that. I did.

Catch you later. XX

My Fuckbud Ex

I wasn’t sure what to write about this week, but then somebody asked me if I had ever had a long term boyfriend. The answer is yes, his name is Karl and he is my ex, sort of. My 100% broke up with boyfriend, who I still have sex with.

But we are friends still, and it was totally my fault that we broke up. But before I get to that maybe I should tell you a little about him and how we met.

Karl went to the same school as me and was in the year below me. I think I first saw him when I was 14 but I can’t 100% say if that is true. I had seen him around school a couple of times and liked what I saw. A tall, kind of blond, white guy with an evil smile. This is honestly how we met; I was in the boys toilets. I was stood at the urinals and I was making piss balloons. For those who don’t know what that is, because maybe you don’t have a foreskin, its when you hold the end of your foreskin and piss and hold the piss inside your foreskin for as long as you can until it is too full and it bursts.

You sometimes end up with pissy fingers but it’s a good way of washing your cock head if you have been thinking about boys all time and your cock head is sticky. Glad I can help.

I was stood there and doing this over and over until I ran out of piss. I can sometimes be in a world of my own and I didn’t realise anyone had come into the toilets. Karl was stood looking at me with a look of “what the fuck are you doing with your dick” on his handsome face. He finished up and I was too embarrassed to move, I just stood there with my dick still in my hand. He washed his hands and then came back to the side of me and took out a really battered tiny note book from his pocket and wrote in it “what are you doing?”

Karl is 100% deaf and kind of mute. This I didn’t know at the time. But I later found out he would have to write down what he wanted to say in his note book and show it people. His speaking voice isn’t great, it’s just noise. He can lip read. Again, this I didn’t know so I took the book off him and wrote “I’m making piss balloons”. At this he nearly wet himself laughing at me.

Of course I didn’t know he could lip read. I just thought I would have to write in the book. He left and that was our first meeting. I became obsessed with him. How did he live his life like that? I started to follow him around and I bombarded him with questions. Over the next few weeks I started to realise he had two note books. A black one that had school stuff in and the red one, which he used when he was talking to his friends and me. I must have driven him crazy, asking him question after question and following him around every break time.

Of course I followed him into the toilets loads of times and I would stand back and let him do his thing if I didn’t need to go. I would sometimes sit in one of the cubicles on the toilet lid with the door open and wait for him, so it didn’t look weird that I was staring at the back of his head and trying to sneak a peak of his dick. But he caught me looking and my face must have gone red. Well as red as it can go.

He wrote in the red note book “where u trying 2 look at my dick??” I froze but I’m stupid and I just nodded and gave him my best biggest smile as if I was joking around with him. He pushed into the cubical and closed the door behind him. What the hell was happening? Was I going to get beaten up? We all wore the same uniform and he undid his tight black trousers and just dropped them to the floor and wrote “u have 1 minute to look then it’s going away”. I could feel my heart beating in my ears. That was one fucking amazing looking dick. Long and beefy. It’s as if whoever made him made up for his lack of hearing by giving him a really enormous dick. Like I said I’m stupid so rather than just look I held my hand out for it. He looked me in the eye and stepped forward. I held his dick in the palm of my hand and it was so warm and so beautiful. I reached forward and grabbed his now fully hard dick I pushed it greedily into my mouth. I later found out this was the first time he had ever done anything like this with a boy. He was quick to cum, and I swallowed it down like the good boy I’ve been taught to be.

This started a relationship that lasted the rest of our high school lives. Most days we would sneak off and meet near the toilets and I would gobble him down but in the last year of school it turned into full sex.

The trouble was he never knew how much noise he was making so it was so dangerous. The upper school boy’s toilets were near the office of the school nurse and the head of upper school. So loads of times I thought the door was going to get kicked in and I would be dragged away with my trousers still down and a trail of Karl’s jizz rolling down the back of my legs.

Did I mention I’m stupid? At a house party in the last few months of school I got incredibly drunk and high. I met a much older lad who I went into a bedroom with. And I was down sucking him off; I didn’t know one of the lads in my year knew him. He filmed it on his phone from the open doorway. The next week it was all around school. It, of course, got back to Karl. I had been stupid and been with loads of guys in the park toilets and other places behind his back but here was the proof.

He dumped me. He wrote me a letter that was so brutal that after I read it I ran to the top of our tower block and tried to open the window to jump out. But the building caretakers must know that idiots like me would try this and they have painted them all shut.

After school I didn’t see him again. Until last year, at a party, a female friend told me Karl was coming to it. I thought of leaving but I was a tiny bit drunk and I stayed. We ended up talking. And then later he walked/carried me home. We sat in the doorway to my block for hours until the sun came up, just talking. Yes, talking. He now has a phone type thing. He types into it and it speaks for him. He bought it with his first wages from the job he has. He does something with computers that is totally beyond my knowledge. We spoke about how at the time of our break up he hated being in a relationship and sharing me with other guys. But he then told me about a guy he had seen for a few months who had taken him to an orgy a few cities away from us. He fucked nine lads that night and loved it. But he had been quite high at the time.

We kissed and I went home and he walked to the other side of our estate to his home. We started to see each other as friends. And then a few weeks later I met him alone at my house. I was playing around with the sound of his phone and making it shout dirty things. I was running the battery down so he was trying to wrestle it off me. I kissed him. He kissed me back and then I just rolled over under him and rubbed my butt on his dick area.  He tore my jeans down. He pounded me so hard that day. All his anger for me just came out of his dick.

It was so excellent. I still see him from time to time and if I’m home alone or it’s just my little brother that is home we go into my bedroom and fuck like bunnies.

Catch you later. X