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I never had that issue, infact I had the reverse issue. Was hard to convince a bottom for me to fick them with a condom on. They always hated the feeling and for some reason there was never enough lube in the world. I haven't worn one since after about age 35 or so, just don't see the point. Anything id catch as a top is easily treatable and I only bottom for a very select few.

Toby When her father announced that he had to fly on a business trip for 2 weeks after graduating, Toby knew it was time to find out if his little brother was also a gay pig like him, or if he was just imagining his furtive glances. He himself would be very horny if they were part of it, that his brother would also like him and that they could make the kinky brother sex Toby fantasized about their reality after the mutual secret is revealed. For a few years Toby had started to meet Marcel, the brother of a classmate, whom he once caught by chance in the park, letting a guy suck him quite freely. When Toby spoke to him, he seemed a bit screwed up but not really surprised but asked Toby briskly if he wanted to suck or if he wanted to have a piston in his face himself. The coarse direct manner horned Toby directly and out of a natural impulse he went to his knees in front of Marcel and looked greedily past Marcel's cock in the face like the passive sow next to him, longingly waiting for an approving look to taste the 18x6 flasks. After about 5 minutes, Marcel stopped him and asked when he would have a whole day off next. Fortunately, this was already the case the next day. He had to give Marcel his number and was told: From tomorrow morning 08:00 a.m. you will be ready. I will call you and give you precise instructions. If you follow them, many of your wishes can come true, if you don't manage to follow the instructions, there would be no more chances from me. Did you understand? Toby nodded in his mind that he was already pumping out the slime at home with the fantasy for the next day. But as if Marcel had guessed his thoughts, he continued: 1. My decisions are the only ones that are relevant to you from now on. I want you to pay attention to whether you are making a decision right now. If so, let it be and write down the cases. When we meet tomorrow, you will explain them and I will decide. 2. You go on the direct way home, you will only cruise with my explicit permission or on my explicit instructions. 3. If you were planning to your at home: you won't. you will prevent yourself from cumming at all costs if I am not there, or if I allow you to. By the way, this also applies if punters commit an offence against you in the future. 4. Yes, you heard right, you're going to work for me. As a pimp, I have the responsibility for you, so this is my instruction. You will hold out your cunt as a prostitute, in a fuck shed or wherever the paying customers want to use you, for cash and you will not only do that, but you will please everyone I choose for you. You have to at least make me believe it. And here, too: I notice when you're faking. 5.) last but not least: the customers will pay you with cash as well as with chems, because you also have to be aware that I love to own a faggot, but even more I love it when I make the gay sex between men, spoiled by my right of ownership of me, and dependent on it constantly and on drugs. I'll tell you tomorrow how to do that. You can see what that means from your colleague, who used to be called Ben, he has already taken a step that you have to take tomorrow. The decision is yours: I'll call you tomorrow. If you don't answer, you've decided against all that, if I hear your voice, you've decided for it and there's only 0% or 100%k, boring life with every now and then horny fucks or second drug hooker in my possession. With these words, a kind of leash grabbed that led to a metal collar that Ben wore. Toy hadn't noticed either before. For a moment he looked Ben in the eyes and froze while Marcel made off into the darkness with his property. Toby pondered for a moment about what was being offered to him and didn't know what to think at all.In his deepest and fantasies, the components that Marcel enumerated and envisaged came in one way or another. Here it was as if the person to whom he conveyed the decision by a simple gesture the next day had guessed his most animalistic urges without much effort and also offered him the opportunity to live them out. Toby wondered if Marcel only suspected or knew these or even more things, or even all of them, even the abnormally depraved ones? A shiver ran down his spine and for a moment he was determined not to answer the phone the next day and at the same moment he knew that this was not the right decision. Declining the offer was a mistake, but Toby didn't know why, until suddenly Ben's eyes shot into his head, what was so special about them. They seemed to be saying, "Make the decision in such a way that you don't regret it!" Toby shook his head; no, that was only half the truth. Like a liberation, he whispered to himself, "You won’t regret it if you make the decision to follow what your nature is, and you know it." Toby felt his piston twitch and reminded himself not to touch it, Marcel had forbidden him. In that moment, he realized the decision he had made, because he was already following the instructions of his future owner.

Shaving doesn't get rid of them, you need a pubic lice kit, it has the meds in it.

Dan woke up in his dimly lit apartment, the sunlight filtering through the blinds casting long shadows across the room. His body felt heavy, weighed down by a fever that had been lingering for days. A throbbing headache pulsed behind his eyes, and fatigue clung to him like a second skin. He reached for his phone, his fingers trembling as he typed out a message to Jason. "Hey, I’m feeling worse. Fever, headache, fatigue. Could this be… you know?" The response came quickly, Jason’s casual tone belying the gravity of the situation. "Might be. I’ll come over and check you out. Stay put." Less than an hour later, there was a knock at the door. Dan dragged himself up, his body protesting every movement. He opened the door to find Jason standing there, his athletic frame filling the doorway, his brown eyes assessing Dan with a mixture of concern and something darker, something Dan couldn’t quite place. “You look like shit,” Jason said bluntly, stepping inside. “Let’s see what’s going on.” Dan sat on the edge of the bed, his body trembling with a mix of illness and anticipation. Jason knelt in front of him, his hands gently probing Dan’s lymph nodes, his touch clinical yet intimate. “Based on what you’ve told me, it’s possible,” Jason said, his voice low. “But I’d be more certain if I could… get a better look inside.” Dan’s heart raced. He knew what Jason was suggesting, and despite feeling like death, a heat stirred in his groin. “What do you mean?” Jason’s eyes locked onto Dan’s, his expression unreadable. “Your hole. If it’s as hot as I think it is, it’ll confirm my suspicion.” Dan swallowed hard, his mind racing. He was sick, vulnerable, and yet the idea of Jason’s cock inside him was undeniably arousing. “Okay,” he whispered, his voice hoarse. Jason nodded, his expression softening slightly. “Good boy. Keep using the poppers. It’ll help.” Dan reached for the bottle of poppers on the nightstand, inhaling deeply as Jason moved behind him. He felt Jason’s hands on his hips, guiding him to his knees, his ass exposed. The room spun slightly, but the poppers sharpened his senses, heightening his awareness of Jason’s presence behind him. “Relax,” Jason murmured, his breath warm against Dan’s ear. “This won’t take long.” Dan felt Jason’s fingers press against his hole, slick with lube, slowly pushing inside. He gasped, his body tense but yielding. Jason’s touch was firm yet gentle, preparing him with deliberate care. “You’re tight,” Jason remarked, his voice thick with desire. “But you’ll take it. Won’t you?” Dan nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. “Yes.” Jason stepped back momentarily, the sound of a lube bottle being opened echoing in the quiet room. Dan felt Jason’s hands on his hips again, guiding him into position. Then, he felt the head of Jason’s cock press against his entrance, thick and insistent. “Ready?” Jason asked, his voice a low growl. “Yes,” Dan whispered, his body aching with need. Jason thrust forward, his cock sliding inside Dan’s hole with a slow, deliberate motion. Dan moaned, the sensation overwhelming—a mix of pain and pleasure that sent shivers through his body. “Fuck, you’re hot,” Jason groaned, his voice strained. “Just like I thought.” Dan felt tears prick at the corners of his eyes, his body trembling with the effort of staying still. Jason began to move, his thrusts gentle but insistent, his cock filling Dan completely. “This confirms it,” Jason said, his breath hot against Dan’s neck. “You’re converting. And I’m gonna make sure you feel it.” Dan’s mind fogged with arousal, his body responding despite his illness. He felt Jason’s cock thrust deeper, the heat in his hole intensifying with every movement. “Fuck, Jason,” Dan gasped, his voice breaking. “I can’t… I can’t take much more.” “Just a little longer,” Jason murmured, his thrusts becoming more urgent. “Let me feel you take it all.” Dan clenched his fists, his body arching slightly as Jason’s cock drove into him. He felt Jason’s breath quicken, his movements becoming more frantic. “Gonna cum,” Jason groaned, his voice raw. “Gonna fill you up, boy.” Dan’s eyes widened as he felt Jason’s cock twitch inside him, hot streams of cum flooding his hole. He moaned, his body trembling with the force of it, the sensation overwhelming. “Good boy,” Jason whispered, pulling out slowly. “Now rest. You need it.” Dan collapsed onto the bed, his body spent, his mind reeling. He felt Jason’s hand on his shoulder, a brief moment of tenderness before Jason left the room. When Dan woke again, the sunlight had shifted, casting the room in a softer glow. He felt a presence beside him and turned to see Jimmy sitting on the edge of the bed, his green eyes sparkling with a mix of amusement and satisfaction. “Welcome to the club,” Jimmy said, his voice laced with sarcasm. “Congratulations on your conversion.” Dan’s heart raced as he processed Jimmy’s words. “You… you knew?” Jimmy smirked. “Of course. Jason and I don’t keep secrets from each other. Especially not about this.” Dan felt a surge of arousal, his body responding despite his exhaustion. “Jimmy… I want you to… to cum in my poz hole.” Jimmy’s smirk widened, his eyes darkening with desire. “Gladly.” Jimmy moved swiftly, his hands guiding Dan back onto his knees. Dan felt Jimmy’s cock press against his hole, thick and insistent, and he gasped as it slid inside. “You’re still hot,” Jimmy remarked, his voice thick with lust. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” Dan moaned, his body arching slightly as Jimmy began to thrust, his cock filling him completely. “Fuck, Jimmy,” Dan gasped, his voice hoarse. “Harder.” Jimmy complied, his thrusts becoming more forceful, his cock driving into Dan’s hole with relentless intensity. Dan felt his body respond, his hole clenching around Jimmy’s cock, milking it for every drop. “Gonna cum,” Jimmy groaned, his voice strained. “Gonna mark you as mine.” Dan’s eyes widened as he felt Jimmy’s cock twitch inside him, hot streams of cum flooding his hole. He moaned, his body trembling with the force of it, the sensation overwhelming. “Good boy,” Jimmy whispered, pulling out slowly. “You’ve earned it.” Dan collapsed onto the bed, his body spent, his mind reeling. He felt Jimmy’s hand on his back, a brief moment of connection before Jimmy stood and left the room. Lying there, Dan felt the weight of the moment settle over him. The lines between desire, risk, and consequence had blurred, leaving him with more questions than answers. He closed his eyes, the warmth of Jimmy’s cum still pooling inside him, and let the silence envelop him. What had he become? And was it what he truly wanted? The answers would have to wait. For now, he was content to drift, his body heavy, his mind adrift in a sea of uncertainty and desire.

I want it

I am caught up on the story. This is a great tale it's the slow transformation (corruption) of a boy into a pozzed up semen slut. I'm liking the backgrounds of the daddies being slowly discovered. I'm wondering if a lot more of his life that he knows. has been predetermined by the daddys. Specifically the brother working an internship under one of the dads. I would be wondering just what is Mike/Greg's involvement with his brother? I'm very impressed by your work! ...checking your other stories now...

Balls deep. Always.

Well you can always stealth them by putting a good smeer of Vaseline up your ass before he comes over … and that should “shock shock” break the condom mid fuck … and you can see if he notices but that is not really fair to the top if you want to convince him that if will feel a LOT better…. try giving him a blow job - first with a condom on his cock …. then take it off and suck him some more ….. and explain that the fuck will also feel exponentially better raw than wrapped but …. Some guys - maybe because they are cheating (and so can’t go on prep) - or maybe ( if they are older) they were badly emotionally scarred from the 80s of what ever reason….. then you just have to decide if they are hot enough… and you have enough lube …. You let them fuck you wrapped (but as a condition… make sure the give you the condom. … so you can at least drink their cum)

Does he say why? Does he know there are medications that can prevent (or greatly lower) the chances of catching something undesirable? There are guys that haven't worn a condom since hiv surfaced - and I'm one of them - and I've only come down with one of the lesser bugs occasionally. There are also medications available that (when taken for 3 days after raw sex) prevent the common bugs that have been around forever. That said, maybe he's just halsstarrig .....

That's exactly how I felt. I got sick in August... certainly not the flu season....and only 3 weeks before I had a very intense breeding. I had a lot of anxiety. I was better in about a week and decided to test a few weeks later. I tested poz. It was mixture of shock but also relief. I was also turned on by the fact that a man's DNA was part of me

He’s sometimes organized 3somes with me. Last time a guy came into my ass as he and the guy were dp-ing me. Was super hot. Still he kept that damn condom on 😹

This story got me off when I first read it over 2 years ago and it just got me off again! Great writing, very hoT!! Thanks.

This is fucking amazing! Love it!

Love to hear of your next fuckfest 🐷

Well, sometimes we can try, and they just won't. However, keep on trying ... Maybe if you arrange a little group-action, and he's the only one who won't fuck raw, he'll watch ..... and watch ...... and finally figure out that it's simply the hottest way to fuck there is. If you do, be sure to clue the other guys in, making sure they mention how fantastic the raw hole feels, how hot it is to fuck in other cocks loads, all of that. But be sure to clue the other guys in on the goal, so they can help - telling the bottoms how hotttt their raw holes feel, all of that. One of these days, he'll want in on the action, and you'll get a verrrrrrrry nice surprise when he comes over 😁