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I take a few steps forward and quickly glance around the room. It’s dimly lit and looks like what you would expect an old basement or cellar storage room to look like. I turn to face him and he’s already right in front of me standing real close when I turn around. He looked somewhat like the way he described himself to me but I’d never seen a face picture of him so I didn’t know what to expect. He wasn’t bad looking and definitely not someone I’ve ever met or seen before in my life. He puts his hands on my shoulders and pulls me in towards him so he can give me a hug. He wraps his arms around me and holds onto me so our bodies are pressed together and his mouth is next to my ear. He tells me how glad he is that I came, that he didn’t think I’d actually follow through and when I messaged him that I was here he was beyond excited and surprised. He kept his arms wrapped around me and then began to let his hands wander around my body.. feeling, groping and grabbing around while breathing into my neck and ear. He starts telling me how hot I am and how much he loves my body… that I’m what every older man is looking for and he couldn’t be happier than he’s the one who got to snatch me up. Im already leaking a massive amount of precum into the inside of my boxer briefs and I can feel that he’s starting to grow a nice bulge as he’s grinding his waist into me. He whispers in my ear and asks me what I’m going to do first to make daddy feel good, and I reach down and start rubbing and grabbing at his crotch. He moans and says that’s a good place to start and starts undoing his belt and opening the front of his pants, pulling them down to the middle of his thighs so his cock and balls are fully exposed and accessible. His hands move to my shoulders and he pushes down on them signaling me to lower myself in front of him. I’m on my knees in seconds with my face directly in front of his soft chubby cock that’s hanging like a heavy piece of meat. I press my face against his cock and feel the warmth as it touches my skin. He puts both hands on my head and gently pulls my face into his crotch so his cock smothers and rubs into my face …

After attempting to write porn with AI (The Biohazard Brand), I have a few thoughts that some may find interesting. But first, thanks,p to all you guys who read my AI experiment. A special thanks for some incredible feedback that @versmetropig sent me. After working for a couple of hours with the AI, I finally posted a revised version of Chapter 6. I’m sure it’s better but still not very good. I would like to have revised the entire story, but frankly it would be easier to write an entirely different story. I hope to do that in the future, but certainly not now. I doubt that you guys have the patience for that. And I absolutely don’t. If anyone wants to try your hand at writing erotic fiction with an AI, I recommend giving Venice.ai a whirl. Not once has it balked at any content I’ve asked for. As far as I can tell it’s completely uncensored. That being said, it’s not easy. I learned in 7th grade that I can’t write fiction. Nothing has changed since then. I can write non-fiction well, but I when I do, I’m incredibly slow with it. (The perils of perfectionism!). I might be able to write a good porn story with AI. But that, too, would be incredibly tedious. Writing a first draft is a breeze. And that’s essentially what The Bareback Brand is. I worked on revising two chapters with the AI. I probably spent four hours trying to train the AI. A good hour of that was trying to teach it to write about chemsex. Which is laughable since I’ve never experienced that myself. (The story did result in a couple of offers though. 🤓 🤫 🤔) I wouldn’t actually mind spending a lot of hours (or days) training the AI. The problem is that Venice.ai clearly wasn’t trained to write gay chemsex erotica, and it doesn’t retain any memory that users provide — nor should it. Venice.ai just learns for a session as long as you don’t close the browser. I uploaded a lot of examples of writing about sex (especially from @versmetropig’s blog). I also uploaded some sample chapters of good porn stories. It helped. But at some point Venice.ai got confused. It was getting better at the descriptive and sometimes emotional aspects of sex acts and chemsex. But then it got very confused with other parts of writing. It confused characters with each other and then one revision of a chapter focused almost entirely on the character of Mark. Fine. Unfortunately there was no character named Mark in the story. Long story short, if you write good porn, you’ll find the whole experience frustrating. I doubt if anyone really got off by reading any of the story — even chapter 6 (Redux) — the one revised chapter that I finally posted. I know it never got me close to cumming. And poppers didn’t help. I tried creating photos of the characters. Unlike the unfiltered writing that Venice.ai produced, don’t even bother trying to get it to create images it was hard to get it to even allow a pic of a grown man without a shirt on. And when I tried to create a photo of an 18-year-old wrestling champion, it gave me a very cute headshot of an 11-year-old. Then it created two hot wrestling coaches. I asked for it to give me the photo on the right but with blond hair, it gave me the photo of the Hispanic coach on the left with bleach blond hair. it was a long afternoon. The AI didn’t learn much, but I guess I did. Someday, I might attempt another AI story. But it won’t be anytime soon and I’d probably not do a chemsex story. For the few people who stuck with the story through chapter 10, thanks for joining my experiment And a special thanks to those of you who threw me some mercy fucks, , err, I mean reactions. Seeing the message that I won the day was nice, but I feel like it was a cheap way to do it. So thanks for reading. Hopefully, someday I’ll produce some content of some kind that can actually interest the community. OH, I DID DISCOVER SOMETHING WONDERFUL TODAY. If you haven’t feasted your eyes on Pietro Boselli and read his bio, you MUST. A true renaissance man. I don’t know how one person can accomplish so:much in such a short time. (Well, certainly Michelangelo did, but he wasn’t as hot.) He’s on Facebook, Instagram, and even onlyfans. (There’s a new article about him on Instinct magazine.) Then check out his bio and gallery at Pietro Boselli.com. You can thank me later. And now I need to update my choice of which celebrity I’d like to slam with. Ciao! jim

As a bottom, it just feels so nasty, sexy, and manly to be wearing "something," yet being so open and available to fuck. I love a Top reaching around and feeling my leaking boner through the mesh fabric. I love the slutty yet manly feeling of being fucked while wearing a jock or open back briefs.

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Almost a week later…. The level of intensity of the urges and kinky, dirty, slutty sexual thoughts had me in a constant state of horniness. Nothing I did could shake me out of what felt like a trance that I was stuck in and a slave to. Every day I felt myself growing less worried, nervous or anxious at the thought of giving in to the repetitive invites and advances that my buddy would try on me. The type of horniness I was experiencing made it very difficult for any sense of logic and reason in my mind to have any influence over my actions… alls I could fixate on and think about was getting on my knees and sucking some horny older man’s cock. I think he knew that he was getting very close to getting me to cave, letting my guard down just enough to allow him to weasel his way inside so he could convince me to agree to meet him in person. I was extremely naive and too innocent minded to realize what was happening and how I was being manipulated unknowingly by someone I thought I “knew” and was comfortable with bc of how long we’d been talking for. He knew that the biggest thing that was holding me back from acting on my fantasies of being with another guy was the risk of getting caught or having my wife find out. I was very clear with him from day one that I’d never allow anyone to ever discover this side of me, and that this would be a secret that I’d take to my grave with me. Discretion was the most important thing to me and he knew that if we were to ever do anything together he’d have to promise me complete and total discretion and secrecy. It had been just about a week from the day he bet me that I couldn’t manage to withhold from blowing my load and even though it was taking a very dramatic toll on me mentally, physically and sexually, i had managed to hold my end of the deal and not release. We started the day off as we usually did, me telling him how much of a horny desperate little cock craving slut he’s turned me into and how bad I wanted his cock in my mouth… he’d usually say something perverted and dirty back to me and it’d get me going and put me in the sluttiest mood. After a couple of hours he sends me a message asking about what I’m doing for the rest of the afternoon or evening and if there was any chance that I could get away from my wife for a little while without her suspecting anything. I was wondering where he was going with his questions and definitely curious so I replied back saying yes, if I wanted to step out I could totally do so without any problem or issues, then ask him why he wanted to know. He responds by telling me how he came up with most perfect and discreet way for us to get together and meet in person, see if we have any real chemistry, and maybe play around and explore a bit if the vibe is right… and that he guarantees no one would be able to see or hear us, it’d be 100% safe and a completely worry free, strictly sexual interaction. He knew hed have me hooked once I was convinced it was safe and there was nothing left in my mind to be paranoid about. I ask what he’s got in mind and that he better not be tempting me with something I can’t have because it’ll be torture with how horny and turned on I am. He tells me that he has access to this very discreet, tucked away storage room that’s part of this apartment building in the town that he’s in and that he checked it out and it’d be perfect. It’s got a private lot to park in that can’t be seen from any roads, and it’s in an part of the building that no one ever goes near or would be able to see us coming or going, plus it has a door that locks from the inside so there’s zero risk of someone walking in on us. He tells me that he can be there in less than an hour if I’d be interested in giving it a shot, and promises me that I won’t regret it if I come… and how this is my chance to prove to him that I’m serious about all the things we’ve been talking about and saying that we’d do with one another for all these months, or if I was just playing games and never really planning on doing anything more than stringing things along and continuing to let my fantasies, desires, and hidden sexual urges remain just something that exists in my head … I remember the exact feelings in that moment and the rush I felt knowing that everything I’ve been so wanting and obsessing over and fantasizing about could actually become a reality… and that I never really thought that I’d actually find myself in this sort of position and never considered if I’d truly follow through if the circumstances were right… my cock was leaking like crazy and I was hornier than I’d ever felt in my entire life. I’d never felt excitement, anticipation or arousal like this from being with, or thinking about a women before. I had the biggest knot in my stomach and totally overwhelmed by both excitement, and nervousness. I remember trying to calm my nerves by throwing back a few drinks really quickly and hoping I’d feel less anxious if I had a good buzz going. I hadn’t responded to him yet and after about 45 minutes he messaged me again saying that he was free and could be over there in 15 minutes, and how badly he’s been wanting to put his warm, soft cock in my face, have me kneeling in front of him so he could look down and watch while he felt my lips and tongue all over him… licking, sucking and worshipping him going back and forth between his cock and balls… I read his message and immediately something went off inside of me that made me want him more than anything I’ve ever wanted in life before and I 100% without a doubt had to do this right now… I don’t even remember my hands moving and replying back saying that I’ll agree to meet him, but I did and he replies back with an address asking how long it’ll take for me to get there. I put it in my phones navigation app and it looks like it’s only 20 minutes away, so I say a half hour and start frantically getting myself ready. It was pouring out that day and it took me a little longer to make it over to the area, which was in a more industrial type of neighborhood than what I was expecting. The buildings were a bit run down and I got a bit nervous about following through. My gps said that I have arrived as I drive by a big apartment building. I pull into the parking lot which only has a few other cars in it and park in the farthest corner. My nerves were at an all time high, I sat im my car and continued to down the rest of the drink I brought with me to keep the nice strong buzz I had going. I tell him that I just parked and what I was driving and he immediately replies telling me to walk towards the left side of the building and hang the corner and I’ll see a sheltered set of concrete steps leading to a metal door that’s completely out of sight once you’re down there. He said he’ll be there waiting to let me inside. It’s pouring rain and a little hard to see but I head out of the car and start speed walking to where he directed me to go. I was a little wobbly from drinking but managed to find the stairs and make it down and towards the entrance door. It’s pretty dark and there aren’t any lights on as I approach the door. I get closer and see the door start to open and a guy’s head pop out. He looks at me before stepping out from behind the door, telling me to come on in and closing and locking the door behind me as he follows me inside.

I appreciate the comment. I completely understand and agree with you about labeling. I’m fascinated by. And also frightened. It’s moving so quickly and Congress will never be able to regulate it. I doubt if I’ll use it to write again.

I live quite central in Berlin and really thought about starting private Biohazard Parties. I see a problem though in the behavior of people. Some visitors take this is „anything goes“ moment and powered up by drugs they forget everything. I don’t want an incident in my own apartment. Do you think that a strict - no drugs - biohazard breeding party would work?

PART THREE Josh: [begins slowly inserting his penis inside his brother] Holy, fuck! You feel so good. Max: [moaning and staring into his brother's eyes] Your dick belongs inside of me. J: Oh shit, your pussy is sucking me in! [his penis completely entering Max] M: Make love to me. J: [leaning down and kissing his brother while maintaining eye contact] You're amazing. Best pussy I've ever had. M: And it's all yours, husband. [wraps his arms around Josh, pulling him in tighter, with the ring pushing into Josh's back] J: [begins to fuck Max while still looking him right in the eyes] M: [smiling] Yes, fuck my pussy! J: [gradually fucks Max faster and harder] Oh shit...I want this to last forever. M: Me too, baby. I want you to live inside me. I want to spend my life taking your big dick. J: This is so hot...I'm afraid I'm gonna cum soon. M: Don't be afraid. I want your seed buried deep in my pussy. Knock me up. Impregnate me. J: Oh fuck! I'm gonna....ohh! [orgasms while his body shakes and a thick load of cum flows from his dick into his brother's hole] M: Yes, baby! Give me all your seed! Don't pull out! J: [collapses on top of Max, still inside him] I fucking love you. I'm not playing honeymoon right now, I really mean it. M: I love you too, big brother. J: [gives Max light kisses] It's your turn to cum. I'm not gonna be selfish like when we were kids. M: Okay, baby. I can jerk off thinking about your hot load in my guts. J: No. I want to try something. [gently pulls out of Max, moves down the bed] M: You don't have to. I know you're not into... J: [begins kissing and licking Max's penis] M: Mmmmm, that feels amazing. J: [puts Max's penis in his mouth and starts to suck him] M: Oh fuck! I thought this night couldn't get any hotter. [panting and moaning] J: [picking up speed sucking] M: I'm gonna cum soon. You can just finish with your hand if you don't wanna taste my cum. [breathing intensifies] J: [continues sucking his brother] M: Oh...oh! [penis erupts and shots cum into Josh's mouth] J: [does his best to swallow all of his brother's cum] M: [breathing starting to slow down] Come here, baby! J: [removes Max's penis from his mouth and crawls back up the bed] M: [reaches out and grabs Josh, kissing him deeply, tasting his own cum] What made you do that? J: It just felt right. I've never wanted to suck a dick in my life but something just came over me. M: You did amazing for your first time. I can't believe you ate my load! J: I wanted to taste you. M: I wish this night could last forever. J: Well, I am getting hard again...

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Thanks for the story, mate! As a fellow Aussie, I just have to say the Brownlow ain’t awarded for any type of rugby …

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I am 1,2 or 3.

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