You Just Have To Say So

Jeff asked what Keith what he  wanted for his birthday, and before Keith could stop himself I said, "I don't know, see you naked, taste ur jizz, and feel your body flex as u cum in my pussy." Jeff looked a little dumbfounded. Keith just blushed and giggled. 

Jeff said, "That's quite a list" 

"Well any one would be great, but I'd perfectly okay with none."

Jeff then started stripping.

"What are you doing?"

"Starting your list, I mean based on that list I am getting off two, if not three, times. So we better get started if I have to paint your throat, pussy and chest with loads before ur birthday is over"

Keith snapped this pic to remember the first item on his list. Jeff's first load was thick and creamy. It coated Keith's throat and he tasted it for hours. Jeff's whole body convulsed as Keith felt Jeff's cock explode inside his pussy. 

Keith said, "I wish everyday was my birthday"

"Why is that?"

So I could have this much fun with you again everyday instead of only in my birthday."

"Oh you can have all this anytime you want, you just have to ask, I love giving people what they want"

Scruff

You just moved to a fancy part of town in a small house after getting a promotion. You're ready to finally live on your own for the first time ever. Your friend offered the suggestion to acquaint yourself with the neighbors, if only to let them know you're living there now. It was a quick affair, all the houses are a hop away from each other. A sharp difference from the big spacious lawns of the Midwestern ex-burbs. However there was one neighbor right next to you that you haven't gotten a chance to speak with yet. You saw him getting into his truck on moving day, this big, bearded beefy 5'10 man. You weren't always into bears but ever since you downloaded Scruff and saw more variety of the male body. You always fantasized about being pinned under one of those hairy bellies... or two. 

The first couple weeks was just getting settled in and having a huge housewarming party at the end. Music was blaring in one part of the house and everyone else was yelling at a football game. After the party ended it was just you cleaning up everything. There was a huge knock on your door that jolted you up. Answering the door you realized it was that hot neighbor you haven't spoken to yet. He seemed annoyed but also hesitant to say anything. You decide to start and introduce yourself. The neighbor cracked a smile but then spoke in a deep almost rumbling voice. 

"I'm Matt. Me and a couple neighbors had an issue with the noise you all were making. We didn't call the cops since it was really just the seniors complaining but please keep it down next time for us"

You apologize, "Sorry, sir."

Matt looked confused for a second but then cracked a smile. "Sir? I'm pretty sure I'm only a few years older than you"

"Oh shit sorry I tend to call... well..."

"Daddies sirs?"

"Yeah."

"I kinda like sir. But daddy fits me more." Matt smiles got even bigger and you're not sure if you saw a bulge growing in his pants. Actually you're not even sure if he saw yours. You were wearing just a tank top and PJ shorts. 

W-what do you mean?

"I like fucking bois like you, and watching their bellies grow."

You couldn't believe what you're hearing. You thought mpreg was a made up concept so you weren't sure if he was just playing with you. But you were so turned on by the idea, it seemed like he took noticed of your silence.

"Sorry I shouldn't have said that. We only just met. I just seen you and your hot lil pussy on scruff and just thought..."

You interrupt him, "I'll call you daddy if you breed me right now."

Matt smiled and got closer to you and started embracing you. You got a good smell off him, it smelled like he went for a brief jog. This was driving you feral and you're not usually attracted to sweat and smell. But there's something about him that's almost welcoming. After a couple seconds of whiffing you let out an audible moan. 

"Bois like you get so turned on by my scent. Some of my men said it was like poppers for breeders."

You didn't really process what he was saying, you just wanted to strip him. So you lifted off his shirt to expose his hairy chest and bod. You were practically almost drooling, all your fantasies were finally coming true. But then Matt stopped you and asked you for consent to breeding you.

"I do safe, or raw depending on the guy. Just making sure you know what you want."

"I just want you to choose daddy." 

Matt cracked his biggest smile yet, it was almost like he knew you'd say that. Or at least hoping. 

Matt then suddenly ripped your tank top and started sucking on your nipples. He was really working on them. For a minute while you were squirming from the pleasure. He also managed to get you out of your pants and started fingering you. Matt then took off his pants and sat on the couch waiting. 

"Grab your lube boy, it's pussy time."

You ran to your room to grab your best lube cause from what you saw it was a decent girth and he was already being rough by ripping off your clothes. You returned and applied it to his dick. Matt turned you around and applied lube to his finger and put it in your cunt. You were moaning quite a bit until he finally told you to sit on him. You felt his manly hands sitting you down on his cock, slowly but firm. You winced in pain a little but starting giving in to his scent more and more now. After a few minutes you were bouncing on his cock repeatedly and given gotten a few grunts out of him.

"Damn you ride like a champ. I'm going to bust."

You went faster and harder hoping to get his seed but he suddenly stopped you and instead put you laying on the couch. 

"No, I need to see your face when I breed you."

In missionary he was somehow even rougher and you were loving each stroke. After an hour of fucking he finally let out a roar and shoot his steamy seed in you. This made you cum as well. You were starting feel strange, like you were even hornier now even though you both just had sex. It was like a secondary lust and hear have taken over you.

"Thank you daddy. Can... can I have more?"

"Of course you can. Tomorrow, and the day after that, and the month after that so I can watch you grow."

Sure enough the months went by and he kept his promise. You went to each other places for regular breeding sessions. The neighbors took notice of your relationship (or maybe they noticed when you left the windows open at one point when he was fucking you stupid) but didn't do anything about it. By the fifth month, you were starting to really show and that just made Matt even hornier somehow. After the seventh month, he remarked that your pregnant belly was now one of his biggest and he's thinking about moving you in with his other special men he also bred. 

It is now the ninth month and you feel like you're about to bust. Matt stopped his near constant breeding to alleviate your discomfort but that didn't stop him from making out with you and treating you with oral. You also met the rest of his harem and honestly some of them were very hot and you wanted to stay just to be around them and Matt. 

After the baby came and you recovered, you got a couple of other men and starting having a threesome with them just to have fun. Or at least that was the plan until Matt joined in and bred all three of you. Matt was indeed very potent because that threesome turned foursome ended up with all three of you pregnant again at the same time.

Deeper

So that's your second pussy. Only a nice long cock, like mine, can get into that cunt. It feels like that one was still virgin.

The advantage of having a man cum deep up in your second pussy, is that the load can stay there without worry of it dripping out and exposing you as the cock hungry whore that you are. Even if that second pussy is "accidentally" destroyed and can't tighten up to keep the cum inside, the worst that can happen is it seeps down into your cunt and acts as lube for the next guy fucking you.

We're Going To Have A Problem

With months of hard work, twenty year old Billy had managed to get his flat stomach close to what it was before he’d carried his fathers baby. He hadn’t expected or really wanted to get pregnant, but his dad had other plans. With his mom gone Dad’s wanted a replacement and Billy with his smooth body and tight virgin pussy was just down the hall. The boy wanted to be gay? Fine! But Dad be the one using that pussy.

Billy wanted to send his dad a pic at work to show him how good his body was again. Since the pregnancy made him gain weight. He was sure his dad had been fucking boys off the internet. This angered Billy as he hadn’t even wanted to be his dads boyfriend, but now he was he was very jealous of this attention to others. Especially as he’d just forced his dads giant baby out of his pussy. Something that had hurt more than he could have ever imagined!! So the pic was to turn his dad on.

‘Hey dad! Look, got my abs back, all ready for you!’

‘Nice son. But how’s that cunt looking? It was pretty messed up after you gave birth…send your father a progress pic’

‘Oh, erm do I have to? It’s not perfect yet, but getting better!

‘Do as I say boy! Show me that pussy!’

Reluctantly Billy took a pic of his still stretched out pussy and sent it to his dad.

‘Ha! Billy, there’s no way you can expect me to put my dick in that! Your cunt is massive! Get tightening it or else we’re gonna have a problem boy. Oh, and I’m working late tonight so don’t wait up.’

Poor Billy burst into tears.

From Bro To Best Girl

It had started out as a bromance, a crush even, that each had for the other.  It slowly morphed into a sexual relationship, as tended to happen with horny young men. There was no doubt that Aaron had feelings for Caleb, but the growing sexual part made him feel weird, especially since Caleb started pushing Aaron to go all the way.

“I’m just not sure about letting you fuck me. And, it will hurt,” Aaron said. 

“Aw, baby, you’ll love it. I promise. All girls do,” Caleb said both sweetly and arrogantly.

“But I’m not a girl, I don't have a pussy. I’m a guy. If you want to have sex with me so bad, why can't I just fuck you?” Aaron asked. 

“Because I’m the MAN in this relationship. You know that. And you’re the girl. Guys fuck girls. That’s what we do,” Caleb said insistently. While that statement made no sense to Aaron, it made perfect sense to Caleb.

“But I don’t want to be the girl,” Aaron protested again, but Caleb interrupted him.

“But you are. You’re my girl. My number one girl. That’s why you need to let me do it. Don’t you love me? Don’t you want to make me happy?” Caleb asked, earnestly. 

“You know I do. But I don’t know about this? I want to be your boy, not your girl,” Aaron said. Caleb could tell the boy was torn, but he firmly believed that if he could just get Aaron to spread his legs for him, the boy would see how right it was, how good it felt for both of them. Then, Aaron would accept his role, even love it, when he saw how happy it made Caleb. 

“Boy, girl? What’s the difference. I want to be inside you. Besides, my cock has already been inside your mouth. You already swallowed my cum. And you’re great at it, better than any real girl. If you really loved me, you’d want to give me your pussy making love to you as only a Man can do to the girl he loves," Caleb insisted staring at Aaron seriously. “The if you love me” line. It was how Caleb had gotten Aaron to blow him that first time.

The look on Caleb's face told Aaron that Caleb could not even fathom that Aaron didn't want to get fucked. It was also clear that in Caleb’s mind, Aaron was the girl, as much as if he had been born that way: which for Caleb he knew Aaron was born that way. 

Aaron realized it was futile to argue. Aaron didn’t know what it meant to be chosen by a young Alpha such as Caleb, but he would find out tonight. Caleb made it clear that tonight would be the night that they would go all the way. While he was asking Aaron to do it, to agree to it, Aaron suspected they were past that. It was a done deal in Caleb's mind. 

Like a lot of MEN, Caleb believed that Aaron’s body belonged to him. He had chosen the boy and he had the right to enjoy Aaron’s body for his pleasure. And Aaron had an obligation to please him in all the ways a MAN wanted to be pleased and that included being his pussy.

Aaron knew all he had to do was refuse and not show up tonight. But he was afraid if he did that Caleb would break up with him. He couldn’t allow that to happen. Despite all the pressure to do something he didn't want to do, Aaron was in love with him. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he realized once they started being sexual that this day would come. He just didn't know it would be so one-sided. That he would be the "girl."

Aaron took a deep breath. Caleb always got his way, and he would get it again. Smiling at Caleb, he simply said, "Ok. But only for you.” 

Caleb smiled and then kissed him. He knew Aaron would do it because he really was his best “girl.” And he would be his Man.

Lose The Attitude

There was no doubt Devin was the better quarterback. There was no doubt that Devin deserved to be the starter. But there was also no doubt, Devin wasn't a team player by any means.

"What else do I have to do, Coach? I smoke all those other guys on the field," Devin told him in their meeting.

"And that, right there, is your problem. Your teammates aren't just any other guys. Without them you're nothing," Coach said.

Devin knew that, but he also knew recruiters paid more attention to quarterbacks than linebackers. Quarterbacks were the stars. And more than anything, he wanted to be a star.

"I get it, Coach. I'll lose the attitude, promise. Just let me start. You owe it to me," Devin pleaded. Coach didn't like that term "owe". He didn't owe anyone anything.

"If you're serious, the only position I want to see you play right now is wide receiver," Coach said eyeing up the handsome jock. He'd broke more than one cocky boy in his day, and this boy needed to be broken more than any he had met before.

"You know I'm better than that," Devin said, not understanding what Coach was getting out. "I can nail any of those guys in the field, why should I chase a ball?"

"You wanna play or not?" Coach asked.

"Hell, yeah," Devin thought he was finally getting through.

"Then strip and get on all fours, pussy high in the air. Show me what a good wide receiver you are," Coach said, fondling his growing cock in his gym shorts under his desk where the handsome jock couldn't see.

"Dude, you aren't serious. I'm not letting you fuck me. I ain't gay," Devin said incredulously.

"See there you go with that 'gay' word. You got a lot to learn," Coach said, leaning back in his chair. "You aren't starting. Jackson is; that's it. Get out."

"Wait," Devin said, his voice cracking. "Come on, Coach, there has to be something else I can do to convince you."

"No," Coach said, "I want to see you obey me unquestioningly, that you're a team player, and I want you to see you admit you're just like the rest of the 'gay guys' on the team. No better, no worse."

"Coach, I was just joking, I know they aren't all gay," Devin said, trying to think how he would talk his way out of it.

"No, they aren't. But if you want to start, you will be. It's just that simple. My meat up your cocky ass might take that arrogance down a level or two," Coach said, slamming his playbook on the desk.

"Fuck this," Devin said, obviously pissed, "I'll file a complaint."

"Go ahead. Who do you think they'll believe? A spoiled brat looking to dictate the position he wants to play or a winning coach for ten years?" Coach said, grabbing the doorknob. "Now get the fuck out of my office."

Devin stood there in disbelief. He knew Coach was right. He couldn't prove anything. And if he made a "false" allegation, he'd never play for anyone anywhere.

"Please, Coach, please don't make me do this," Devin said sitting down and refusing to leave the office, his eyes tearing up.

"I want to see one thing right now, and one thing only," Coach said, as he slipped his shirt over his head revealing his muscular hairy chest. Devin broke down crying into his hands at the thought of what he knew he would have to do if he wanted to play. Coach felt a little bad for the kid, but he knew this was for the best. Walking over, he slapped Devin hard enough across the face to get his attention.

"Is this what winners do? Cry? Or do they do what it takes to win?" Coach asked, his cock now inches from Devin's face. Devin looked up staring at Coach's manhood. He had never noticed it before. But like everything else on the Man standing before him, it was big and intimidating.

After a few minutes, Devin stopped sobbing and wiped his eyes. He sat there quietly. Coach was beginning to wonder if he had gone too far. But he hadn't.

"You're right, Coach." Devin said standing up stripping out of his shirt and then his shorts and jockstrap.

"Let's do this," Devin said, like he was going for fourth and long but sure of a touchdown. Climbing up on the massage table, Devin got on all fours and his pussy was high in the air.

"Give it to me, Coach. Do your best. I can do this. I'll show you," Devin said. Coach couldn't believe the change in the boy's attitude suddenly. But he realized something inside him must have made him realize that life, like football, is a game. And if you're going to play it, you play it to win.

"That's my boy," Coach said, pulling off his shorts, and revealing his now rock hard 8" thick cock.

"Fuck," Devin said. "You're huge, Coach. You're gonna rip me wide open."

"And you're going to take it all, aren't you? Take it like a champ. You going to prove you deserve to start?" Coach said.

"Yes, Sir," Devin said as Coach got up behind the boy. Coach hesitated to see if Devin would ask him to use a condom. He didn't. Coach wasn't about to suggest it. The cocky jock deserved to be bred like a bitch for his sorry attitude.

Grabbing Devin's shoulders, Coach positioned his spit-covered cock against the boy and pushed slowly into the boy's clinched pussy. Suddenly, the resistance broke as a couple of inches slipped past the first sphincter muscle with a jolt. Devin screamed out suddenly in pain at the horse cock driving suddenly into his cunt. Almost as quickly though, the boy caught himself and biting his lip held back any more screams.

Coach paused to allow the boy's hole to get used to the girth of his meat. Coach had to admire the boy. He made no attempt to pull of Coach's cock or to ease it out. He didn't beg for him to stop. He held formation. Like on the field, the boy was going to play through the pain. Coach had to admit to himself there was a lot more to the cocky brat than he realized. Maybe there was a star underneath all the talk after all.

"Ok," Devin said finally taking a heavy breath. "I'm good, Coach." Coach pulled back and shoved more of his dick in.

"Fu . . u . . ck," Devin said, again firmly holding position although it was obvious the boy was hurting. Coach pulled back and slammed more of his thick rod into the boy opening his hole even further. Finally, after a couple of more thrusts, Coach felt his pubes up against the boy's muscular ass. Coach couldn't remember a boy's ass feeling better than Devin's.

"Hurts, doesn't it boy," Coach said, trying to make the boy focus on what was happening to him. Years of training boys revealed having a boy accept what is happening to him is key to changing his mindset.

"No worse than a hit on the field, Coach," Devin said, fighting back the pain of each now casual thrust. Each time Coach went into the hilt, Devin grunted a bit which only turned Coach on even more.

"That's my boy. Take it like a champ," Coach said, encouraging Devin on. Now that he was all the way in, he settled into a nice rhythmic fuck of the jock's muscular formerly cherry hole. Coach knew the boy's warm hole would feel great around his cock, boy hole always does. But there was something about Devin's hole. Something that made his cock swell even further, if that was possible.

As Coach slowly fucked the boy's hot ass, Coach almost missed it when Devin let out a noise. "Mmhmm." Coach smiled. 

The boy was actually starting to enjoy it. Of course, they all did, once they decided to stop fighting it. It helped that young guys had raging hormones. Anything that turned them on caused them to give in to pleasure and ignore the pain. And Coach was an expert at causing a boy pleasure by battering his prostate.

"You starting to enjoy me fucking you, boy?" Coach asked, of course he already knew the answer, but he wanted to hear the boy say it.

"It's ok, Coach," Devin answered, not wanting to seem too eager to take it up the ass from another guy. Coach grinned. The boy was trying to hold on to his masculinity. Coach's thick cock up his ass was proof that was an illusion.

"Getting easier to take, isn't it boy?" Coach asked.

"Yes, Sir," Devin answered, as he shifted his body slightly. Devin had actually opened his legs wider and arched his ass upwards allowing Coach to go deeper.

"Son, you're making me leak pre-cum all inside you that must be why it's getting easier or do you think it's getting easier because your hole is stretched open now like a pussy to take my cock," Coach asked, wanting Devin to acknowledge what was happening to him.

Surprisingly, Devin said, "Probably both, Coach," as he gasped when Coach's swollen cock pushed up against his prostate. Fuck, Coach thought, he's actually getting into it.

"You keep this up boy, and I'm going to be forced to shoot my load deep up in your pussy," Coach said.

"Yes, Sir," was all the boy could answer. The boy gasped as Coach hit a little too deep inside him.

"You want me to stop?" Coach asked, knowing the answer almost instinctively, as he felt himself getting close.

"No," Devin answered as an unmistakable groan of pleasure escaped the boy's lips.

Coach reached underneath the boy. His cock was rock-hard from the expert pounding Coach was giving him. A few strokes and Devin started shooting all over the table. Aware how quickly a boy who just came can change, Coach slammed into Devin hard a couple of times until he shot a massive wad deep in the boy. Coach's thighs trembling, he collapsed on top of the boy, his breath heavy from the exertion of breeding his star player.

"I'm proud of you boy. I misjudged you. You've earned the right to start," Coach said, knowing he had to keep the boy's spirit up and not let shame or regret set in from allowing himself to be fucked by another man.

Devin looked back and smiled at Coach, "I told you I'd do whatever it takes, Coach. I won't disappoint you." Coach smiled back. Devin was a lot more resilient than he expected.

"I'm sorry I had to be hard on you, boy. But it was for your own good. You start backsliding and I might have to be hard on you again," Coach said aware of the double entendre. He wondered if the handsome jock would get it. Devin got it. 

"If you’ll keep this just between you and me, you can be as hard on me as you think I need, Coach," the boy said smiling. "Anytime."

Application

Coach, you sure I need these kinds of pictures for my scholarship application to State? This is embarrassing and it just seems a little weird," Ted asked.

"Trust me boy, this will get the attention of the best coaches in the world. You have to show them your physique so they know you're muscled before they will grant you a tryout. Your hard work in the weightroom shows them you're not scared of hard work on the field," Coach told him.

"Oh, ok. Yeah, of course," Ted said as he turned back to the camera.

"Now turn to your right and pose like you're getting ready to take a snap, I need to get your glutes," the photographer said.

"Fuck what an pussy on that boy," Coach thought to himself as he texted his buddy over at State:

"You're going to cream all over yourself on this boy I'm sending you. He's not the brightest, but he is pretty. Might have to bust his cherry myself before turning him over to you."

It's A Deal

We were in my hotel room the day before my wedding. He had come to tell me Jenny had left town with another man. She was leaving me before we were even married. Bryan was her best friend so it fell to him to tell me. Or maybe he volunteered to me and that Jenny thought the other man was a better fuck than me.

"Damn, I'm so angry, mad, and horny I could fuck you," I said to Bryan.

"What's stopping you?" he asked.

"Are you telling me you're gay?" 

I was surprised. We had become friends while I was dating Jenny, and he never mentioned it. He seemed like one of the guys. He even told me he hooked up with one of the strippers at my stag party.

"There's only one way to find out," he smiled at me, then stripped off his clothes and was on the bed ass up in seconds winking his hairless butthole at me.

I wasn't about to give him a chance to change his mind. I hadn't cum for a week because I wanted our wedding night to be special. I fucked Bryan hard. I was working out my frustration and anger on his pussy. After shooting two loads into him, though, I began to slow down. "Tell me you like my fucking you," I commanded him.

"I fucking love it," he answered.

"You're my girl now," I announced. "I get you in the breakup. You will tell Jenny you're my girl now, and that you'll take better care of me than she ever could. Then I'll make sure you do just that. In time, I could potentially see us marrying."

"Deal," he said. Just before I pumped my third load into him

Just a Quarter

He can't believe his fraternity brothers set him up like this. He was being whored out to random strangers. Surprisingly, the worst part was not the betrayal he felt, the fact that he was being fucked or even being used by strangers as a cum dump. The worst part was how little they were charging for his pussy.

The last thing he remembers is a couple of his bro's offering him a nice cold beer after class. He woke up around 4a.m. with his hands tied to the metal headboard in his room and a strange man ramming his fat cock in and out of his new pussy.

It took him a few minutes to understand what was happening to him. Once realizing that he was getting fucked, several things occurred to him. The first was that it did not hurt as much as he would have expected it too, it was rather very enjoyable. The second was that the guy must have used a lot of lube as he could feel his pussy was wet and that there was lube running down both of his thighs.

Then, listening to the slurping sounds his cunt was making, he realized that the feeling in his twat may not be due to the excessive lube, it could be that the guy behind him might not be the first one to fuck and breed him. It might not be excessive lube, it might be cum making him as wet as a horny cheerleader during homecoming.

This new thought was confirmed when he felt the man fucking him push in deep and start shooting cum into his pussy. The man pumped a couple times more, then pulled out. He dropped a quarter on the nightstand and walked out. He felt another man crawl onto the bed behind him, heard a zipper being unzipped and then felt another cock enter him, causing more "lube" out to run down his already slick thighs.

As he felt the new man start to fuck, he noticed that there was a bowl of quarters on his nightstand.

Happy Birthday

Even as Kalvin groaned in agony as his own father continued fucking his virgin asshole, he could hear his grandfather, lying next to him on the sofa, mocking and jeering at him, telling him how much the old codger was going to enjoy reaming out Kalvin’s ‘boy twat’ after his son had finished with it.  

“Quite the birthday present, isn’t it, boy.  You’re one lucky little bitch.  Some of your friends will get a car on their nineteenth birthday.  You, though, you’re getting a cunt cored out of your ass.  Now your friends’ cars, they’re gonna last five, maybe ten, years, but that pussy your Dad’s giving you, that’s gonna last your entire life.  And trust me, boy, you’re gonna be giving other dudes a lot more rides in your cunt than your friends can ever hope to give with their cars.  And they’ll be a lot more enjoyable rides, too – at least for the dudes taking them.  God knows, I’m looking forward to my first ride – the first of many more to come, I promise you.  I’m planning on two, three rides every day.  Every day from now on.”

Kalvin wanted to make some smart retort, wanted to tell the old fuck that there was no way in hell that Kalvin was gonna let him fuck his ass and seed his new pussy, but with his father actively pounding away at his aching asshole it was all too clear to Kalvin that his grandfather was going to be fucking him just like he was saying.  And there wasn’t a damn thing Kalvin could do about it.

His father had been telling Kalvin for weeks that his nineteenth birthday was going to be something special, something the boy would remember for the rest of his life.  Well, his father was right about that.  Kalvin knew that no matter how hard he tried, he’d never be able to forget this day.  The day Kalvin’s father turned Kalvin’s asshole into a cunt, and turned his son into a fcum dump fuck-bitch.  Happy Birthday, Kalvin.  Happy Birthday indeed.

Realizing What Happened

He's found that even his 'straightest' buddies lets him fuck their ass if he gives them some good tongue action first.

Oddly enough it’s how he’s fucked all of their boyfriends also.

He starts by offering to eat their pussy with nothing in return. Telling them he just loves eating pussy and he’d be willing to bet his friends who rarely get their cis-girlfriend's to eat them out until they climax.

This normally gets them to spread their legs, then after he’s made them squirt 2 or 3 times with just his mouth, he’ll move upwards, kissing their body every inch of the way, paying special attention to their pecs, then he’ll slide his rock hard cock into their dripping wet pussy’s as he’s making out with them.

They’ll moan into his mouth as slips his big cock into them and fucks them to pussygasm after pussygasm until he’s finally ready to shoot his own load and breed these sluts for what is probably the first time in their lives.

He knows this as all his friends moan about having to use condoms, but as he fucks these girly-bois without asking, he never bothers with condoms!

It isn’t until they feel his hot cum inside of their ruined pussies that they realize what has happened 

Mpreg Question

 

Hi there! I have a feeling you're an expert at this... so let me ask you: although getting a boy pregnant is a great feeling - what would you say at what age can they actually get pregnant? When does one need to pull out before cumming to prevent the boy from getting fertilized... and until when can someone dump his load without risk of them getting pregnant, age wise?

I was asked this recently by a follower in my DM's on Twitter based on all of my mpreg posts.

First let me say that the mpreg posts seemed to come out of no where when I first started them, and I've only read a few books about this topic and a lot of seems to involve shape shifting too, which is not really my cup of tea. If I'm reading about mpreg I want a feminine "boi" and a butch Daddy actually having a baby very much like heterosexual's do.

A cis-woman can get pregnant and have a baby as soon as she begins ovulating, or producing eggs. This typically occurs about a year after they first begin menstruating, which for North American women, usually happens between the ages of 10 and 12 ( https://www.livescience.com/youngest-age-give-birth-pregnancy ). 

So... in my thinking I would say that this would be true too of feminine boys who give birth. Let me state here... for the RECORD.... I'm NOT now or EVER condoning or advocating for having sex with a 10- 12 year old. That first.... is illegal, and secondly in my opinion just plain WRONG!

My stories, even my mpreg stuff involves legal aged "men/bois" and always will...... end of discussion. But your question deserved an honest scientific fact. Here in Ohio a 10 year crossed state lines to get a legal abortion... as here in Ohio it's illegal to have one.

The oldest cis-gender woman to give birth is Maria del Carmen Bousada Lara who gave birth by caesarean section to twin boys, Christian and Pau, aged 66 years 358 days at the Sant Pau hospital, Barcelona, Spain on 29 December 2006.

Much older than even I thought, but since we're talking mpreg here it gives hope to the older feminine boi's to give birth too. Hopefully this answers your question. But I'd like to elaborate a bit.... if I may.

For me mpreg involves many things I enjoy writing, blogging and yes even fantasize about:

1. The first thing involves me or another pussyboy, being ass up and getting fucked stupid. Always a joy in my book. If you read here you know I enjoy being pussy for men... even if in my real life it seems to happen rarely. Then you'll know my favorite thing I've ever written/tweeted is that "A sore pussy is a happy pussy" and I honestly mean that.

2. Being bred. Do I need to say anything more? Those of us who enjoy being bred know this sensation well. For me it means I've done my job... of being HIS pussy and doing it well enough for him to breed me. I take a man breeding me as his confirmation that he enjoyed the fuck and honors me by breeding me. Part of HIM with me forever.

    2 A. I think breeding takes on a new meaning when we're talking mpreg. And I'm talking more than just the idea of being pregnant, or becoming pregnant. It's the later I find interesting--- becoming pregnant. That I'm "girly" enough and have the right feminine parts in my boi body to not only get pregnant, stay pregnant for nine months and then finally give birth which I think is a whole other topic.

3. BIRTH--- Ok I'm going on record here and since we are talking mpreg when I read, or even write in a current WIP I want to read about said feminine boi giving birth naturally. Meaning "normal" drugs (they give cis-gendered women) and the boi pushing the baby out through his pussy. Period. I know there other ways, even ones people create for this fantasy but I'm sorry I'm a bit old school when it comes to pregnancy and birth--- I like it old fashioned. Besides, for those into "the pussy stretch" or "pussy stretching"... can we seriously talk here--- HELLO! It's even how I would want to give birth!

My tweeting/blogging has taken a "spin" if you will that not only are we pussy for men, but I've begun to see myself and other feminine pussyboi as girls.... emasculated girls but girls none the less. That's a whole different post of why I think this way.

Never Sitting Again

It had only been two days that Aiden's asshole was turned into pussy. He had no choice but to take a long soak while his two "Daddies" went to work as his pussy was so ungodly sore from the eight times he's been cunted. They promised to be back as early as they could, so he could "pussy up, again," as they said. 

He would have never taken the house boy job if he had known the "old guys," as he called them, had such a high sex drive or had such large dicks. 

Sure, the money was great and the Benz he got to drive was fine as hell. But what good was it if he could never sit in it for more than a few minutes.  

No Way

"No way!" Brian said looking at the picture on the Alpha's phone. "That can't be Jason. He's a lady killer. Captain of the lacrosse team. A man's Man."

"He's nobody's man. He's my fuck boy now," the Alpha said smiling as he admired the handsome jock's ass in the picture.

"It looks like him from the back, but that can't be him," Brian said. 

"Would you like to see my cock in his mouth?" the Alpha asked. "Would that convince you?" 

"You have a picture of that?" Brian said finding it all hard to believe.

"Nope," the Alpha said. "But I can do better than that."

A couple of beeps and a send and the phone was ringing. "Jason, five minutes. Get your ass over here. I need to get off."

"No way," Brian asked. "He's coming over?" 

"I'm not only going to show you my cock in his mouth. I'm going to show you your cock in his mouth."

"You're going to make him suck me off too?" Brian said in disbelief.

"Yep," the Alpha said grinning, "but don't get any ideas. Only I fuck him."

Brian had to laugh out loud. "Dude, you got to show me how you do this." 

"I can't show you. You either have it or you don't," the Alpha said, "it's just something that comes naturally."

"That's a lil hard to believe."

"Really know? Why don't you drop your pants? I'm wanting some pussy before he gets here." The Alpha said deadly serious staring deeply at Brian; his not flinching and grinning wickedly.

"I can't believe I'm going to do this, but I've a feeling if I don't I'll regret it." Brian undid his belt, took off his pants and boxers and went pussy up. "You won't tell anyone I did this right?"

Birthday Presesnt

I ran into him while I was out with some friends for lunch.  It was my birthday and he offered to take me shopping.  While we were out I decided to come out to him.  He looked at me and said, "How bout we go back to my place where we can talk about this."  I was grateful that he was so calm but things changed pretty quick when the door closed behind me.  It's not exactly what I expected to happen but I can't say I was disappointed.  He eventually asked me "Do you still want to be a little cock whore?"

Through gritted teeth, and while feeling his cock slide in and out of my pussy I said "Yes Daddy."

He started to go faster "Good, well happy birthday then," he grunted and slammed into me "Here's your present!"

I felt his cock twitching inside me, I guess he was cumming.  

He pulled out and said "Clean yourself up and get dressed, I'm supposed to take you to your surprise party.  Your mom will kill me if we're late.

"Okay Uncle Ben," I said and put my hand to my happily sore pussy to feel his cum oozing out of me.

She'll be even more pissed if she finds out her brother knocked you up on your birthday, so don't tell her.

You Should Know I Lied

"Fuck!!!! That feels like more than "just the tip. You said you just wanted to put the head in to feel what it was like."

"Yeah, I lied. I already knew what it feels like to have tight pussy wrapped around my cock. It feels great."

"Why would you lie to me? I thought we were friends."

"I lied to you so you would let me mount you and fuck you like a bitch. And we were friends, but that ended the moment my cock pushed into your cunt. I can't be friends with a cum dump. You should know I lied about a couple of other things as well... I did not put on a condom, I will not be pulling out, I will be telling my friends, this is not a one time thing and most importantly, I will not be reciprocating."

I Think You'll Love It"

Before leaving, Daddy locked your clitty up. Even though he trusted you, he said he didn't want to risk you going into heat with that thing unlocked again. He remembered very vividly your last heat, when he got home and you were shamelessly humping on every surface in the house. Of course you whined and complained, but it was more amusing then effective to him

"Hey, I'll leave a little friend for you to play with while I'm gone. And if you behave really well, like the good girl I know you are, I'll give you plenty of love when I return" He said in a husky voice that oozed dominance and power, while he squeezed your ass tight 

You moaned feeling his touch, and your hole twitched anticipating any further touch. Eager to be filled and bred. Your heat was due in a few days and your body was already losing control slightly. You nodded in comply to his order and buried your face on his chest. Sniffing his male scent, trying to keep it in your mind as long as you could, since his trip would last for almost two weeks. It would be a pain to deal with, what if your clitty locked. 

He pushed the box in your chest with a huge grin and instructed you to open it. As you unwrapped the paper and begin to notice what it was, your face blushed in all sorts of pinks. You finally understood what the 'little friend' meant, except it was nothing little at all. 

He chuckled watching your reaction as you took the thing in your hand and squeezed it.

"I think you'll love it. Make sure to keep that sweet pussy ready for when I get back" 

He slapped your ass hard and turned towards the door. He stopped when he saw you pouting with those big puppy eyes. You knew it was a dirty move, but you desperately wanted your Daddy close. He sighed and shook his head, he also knew how to handle you.

 "Who is my good girl?"

You stared back at him, he had hit your weak spot. A few seconds passed before you finally gave up and smiled back at him 

"That's right, now go stretch your pussy to your hearts content with your new toy and take care of the house for Daddy"

He winked at you and you nodded. It would surely be a rough start, but as you first slide the toy up your pussy, you realized how good it would be when you got to taste the real thing again.

You Don't Care In The Least

"You sure about this, Chad? I mean do you really want me to cunt you?"

"Of course I am, Mike. It's why I called you to come over in the first place. You know I don't give a shit about fucking football. I just offer football and free beer as the lure to get you here. The plan was to be naked, cleaned out, pre-lubed, and ass up when you got here just like you found me. It's why you've had a key for my place for months now." 

"Once my dick enters you, there is no going back. You've got to realize that. Your tight little ass will be transformed into a gaping cunt. A pussy for men to use as a dumping ground for their hot cum. Are you sure you're going to ok with that?"

"You don't think I've seriously thought this over for months now. Last guy I tried to top it was just awful. I couldn't even get hard. You have any idea how embarrassing that was? I'm sure you don't the big stud around town with an even bigger dick. And if I can't be a top guys then there is only one other option for me now isn't there? That's to be pussy for men. I've been training my puss with a big dildo for months now, looking forward to this day, and I want you to be the first to fuck and breed me."

"After this, you will become just another cum dump to me. You will be nothing more than pussy for me to use on a regular basis."

"How many ways have I got to say this too you, it's what I want. Actually what I need. I don't want to be just another mindless cum dump. I want to be your mindless cum dump. I need you fucking me as often and as many times as you like."

"You don't care do you? You are just a horny bitch looking to get his pussy stretched. You will do anything to have a real man put his dick into you, won't you?"

"Uh, duh! It's what I've been saying since you got here."

"And you don't care in the least that I'm your older brother?"

"Not at all."

"Ok you stupid fucking cum dump. Let's stretch that pussy out!"