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  2. I still have FB’s I met on bbrt and squirt from years back. nowadays it is mostly trash esp in big cities - fake profiles and time wasters. One just have to prepared for no-show and not plan too much around potential meet-ups. Having said that I recently met some guys on bbrt and squirt who came over to my hotel in London and dump their loads, nice. I like these married men away on business and horny to fuck. In semi-rural areas, they are more genuine - guys giving info which locations good for cruising etc and then offering to show you the way 😁
  3. Cool story. Wasn't my 1st choice but hot nonetheless. And as much as I like stealthing stories my choice this round is A
  4. They do not close the doors for the night. Open access 24/7
  5. Breeding the Mormon Boy. Was in London yesterday and opened up sniffies at about 8PM. Hot 20 year old blond boy messaged me almost immediately asking if I could host and breed. I invited him to my room and he showed up in less than 5 minutes. He was fucking perfection...beautiful face, incredible body, and horny as fuck. I asked him how many times he had been fucked that day...he said he was at sweatbox and was fucked for 45 minutes but the guy never came..he was desperate for cum. He immediately stripped off his clothes. He was rock hard with a massive dick. He stripped me then licked me from toe to armpit...really aggressive and desperate licking...this boy was horny. I asked if he liked multiple tops and he immediately gave me his phone and asked me to invite anyone to join. I started by replying to the dozens of messages in his sniffies and invited everyone. I was in an easy access hotel so an impromptu orgy was no problem...the boy continued licking my body and begging for cum. I left the door open then started to fuck his ass. Shortly after another guy came in watching me...then he stripped and asked me to step aside. One by one, then 12 guys came in and fucked this kid as I watched...I knew it was dying down so then I stuck my dick into his hole and bred in the 13th load...mixing all the cum nicely... After I shot my load I fingered him and asked him to push out the loads...I fed them to his hungry mouth... He then asked me if he could beat off...I of course said yes and just watched this perfect boy masturbate... He came with a huge force and shot his load over his head...I scooped it all up and let him lick it off my tongue. Then we laid next to each other hugging...I asked him where he was from (Utah) and why in London (visiting with his family)...this was his last day and only "free" day in London. He got on Grindr and took two more loads in my room then left with a big smile on his face.
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  7. I have always been into older guys. I had a mentor as a teen. He actually had to go through a whole thing screening him to make sure he wouldn't have sex or do any kind of sexual things with me. I think he even believed himself at first but eventually we came to a compromise where he would fuck me on my 18th birthday. I arranged it carefully without telling him so he'd technically be the last dick I rode as a minor and the first as an adult. I was a teen so I still had a few hangups over age but he was skilled. He'd been molesting and grooming me for a couple years at that point but I was into it 90% of the time and had definitely been interested in him seeing me as sexually available. I liked being a bit transgressive at that age so it was very exciting for me to turn legal already impailed on a man's 7" cock who had been an adult from the moment I was born. It was good sex. He was 38. He insisted on using condoms though unfortunately but it was still one of the more memorable times. I definitely came off as kind of sweet and naive back then so he was pretty pleased and shocked when he came in my throat. For a while, I got shamed a lot as a legal teen by older adults for my sexuality, worse it was often adults who had openly expressed interest in me at some point. I think having gay men who clearly wanted me suddenly turn around and do that to me was pretty bad for me psychologically at that age. I made it through the 90's and early 00's with most queer adults around me who had gravitated to me because I was out even as a kid as queer and kinky and was unapologetic and insisted others could conform around me. That wasn't really common then so I had a lot of queer adults dead set on protecting me from absorbing any shame... only to run into their own turned against me when I was old enough to legally thank many of them in my favourite way. My age definitely went into it because while some older friends just gave into me trying to seduce them (even as a minor... often out of confusion around my age) I also had many friends older than me who did figure out my age and wanted to try to be a role model they didn't have... and they thought that meant not fucking me even though I love fucking my friends. It was confusing because how they looked at me and how hard their dicks were when we hugged or cuddled suggested they would've enjoyed it. It wasn't like I didn't get a bunch of negative messages growing up, I had just always been able to shrug them off and... so suddenly I got hit by a wall of shame. Like it all caught up at once. I've always wanted older guys but it took me into my 30's to start actively seeing out tops 20+ years older again. I would politely turn down guys that much older before. It started off with just noticing at bathhouses that when a lot of hands were on me or guys were taking turns fucking me, the older guys somehow managed to be both be really decent and considerate to me as a person and also fuck my brains out like a depraved slut. I started asking older guys to show me around their cities and breed me, often offering myself as free use while they played tour guide in their cities, and I did this whenever I traveled or was in a new place for work and that was always really fun. I met such nice, hot guys and they all fucked me so good. It's so rare I run across guys older guys who aren't much fun or who aren't skilled fucks. I also enjoy a little more intimacy (but without a lot of drama or having that put under a microscope) and many older guys enjoy that, too, in addition during a lot of licentious and depraved fucking.
  8. So hot
  9. Hey guys or should I say pigs. It's as if I cut out two and a half years out of my life because for that long I endured three spinal decompression surgeries three-staff infections for which I was hospitalized for 9 days and 2 months of antibiotic at home. And my body was c-shaped so I couldn't walk and lived basically in the house between two chairs and my sling Fuck yeah my leather sling saved me this is the story of a temporary disabled daddy pig and his magical sling. First of all let me be clear I live in slnm that's St Louis on the mighty Mississippi the bottom capital of America. (And you thought SLmm meant something else? LOL 😆, Gutter head.) I'm so fucking happy to tell this story that I'm back from just basically being nowheresville. I really know what people go through being disabled and I hope I can get out of this some say I'll get 50% back some say I'll get 70% back others say I'll get more but one thing about St louis. I'm celebrating 50 years here I wasn't supposed to leave when I moved here when I was 17 I traveled the world for 42 years in my job and I never left these same few Square miles. I love this town because it is fly over usa. I love the hot weather. The humidity. You can have Florida. I love this town it has the cheapest happy hour in the country drinks are still 4 bucks. Beers are still about three bucks. At happy hour. Originally grew up in chicago, Oak park, I went up there a few years ago and the same cocktail at happy hour was $12. Bite me. I love this town because everyone always tried to change it. How can we be like Boston or some other city. Only this city has three monuments telling you to get the hell out of here and go somewhere else. The arch is a monument to Westward movement, the Horace Greeley Monument well you know where he told you to go young man, and St Louis himself on a horse in front of the art museum which was the previous Monument before the arch was built, yelling at people to get the fuck out of France but this has a homo theme throughout. I live just eight blocks from the Mississippi River one of the biggest cruise areas in the world huge bike trails Big Forest two parks and fucking on the riverfront. Ironically named after a Catholic nun sister Marie Charles but you know Justice is served she was not a very nice person I know because she was one of my clients so what goes around comes around honey. Anyway I've got two stories to get back to in the cam sex fiction one is trailer trash Tina and the other is Scotty's treehouse. The former is based on a true story out at my trailer 60 Mi South in buttfuck French village.. the other is Loosely based on a story well actually it's all fiction down at the riverfront eight blocks from where I reside. So why would I leave I've got everything here down at the trailer I live in the homo Heights area and the woods are a cruise Woods God the place had my name on it I had no idea. Really. Anyway I hope you can enjoy the stories in the chem sex fiction and this daddy is glad to be back When the Smoke Clears I will have a titanium ass a titanium lower back and a titanium neck so I'm not only aspartame Daddy because there ain't no sugar in my place. BYO shit. But now I'm titanium Daddy in between you and me it's no 6 million dollar man. Which today would be the equivalent of $44.5 million. I don't know what it all bought me it hurts like hell I have to force myself to walk yet not fall and break anything for the next few months. No complaints the hospitals and the doctors were great why are neurosurgeons so fucking hot. I had two spinal surgeries back in 2013, and he was hot too) and the Infectious Disease ones were all good for the staphylococcus. I wanted to make a tat of staphylococcus but it's not bad boy enough they look like circus balloons real bright colored. I did think of something sinister mass murderer John Wayne Gacy who grew up not far from where I did, was a clown on the weekends I could have a tatt Gacy  passing "ballons" out to the children. anyway Daddy's back well he's stumbling back time to put up my sling. Oh Heavenly fuck that thank you for my C shape sling. You see with a c shape body I had a poor muscle relax and send them each night you couldn't sleep very long. The sling was perfect two young men everywhere some of you are fucking fickle some of you are responsible but all of you. Are fucking hot but I have just one complaint aren't there more tops among you? At my age I'm expected to be the top and it's the same old story when I'm well rested first night not up all night I'm out still up angry top. But the second night I'm just a bottom bitch craving loads. I made the mistake of Hosting Sunday through Monday and well I know why I never went out on Sunday night cuz Monday was that day at work with all the meetings. But I'm changing my routine anyway I'm taking a break from hosting so much. I'm not sure if that's all mm is the bottom capital of the world on my first night when you show up and on my second night I often think so  Thank you for listening. I wasn't looking for any sympathy just gratitude that I hopefully can make it out of this wilderness. And at 65 Medicare works and since I've had to go through the Social Security website all my shit is there since I've since working since 1975 in high school. I will have time to get back to my two chem sex fiction stories in that tempex forum. Trailer trash Tina and Scotty's tree's house are based on the areas I described out of my trailer and down at the riverfront Cruise. The names are changed to protect the innocent. Daddy is going to put up his sling I'm not expecting anyone but it sure wss a comfortable bed and fuck seat when I needed it. Oink.

  10. I mostly use them when I travel, and there are definitely places in the world where they work. Where I live about the only thing they've ever been good for is amplifying my sexual frustration, but the same is true for rt cruising there too.
  11. Not in a relationship so I'm not cheating on anyone, and I absolutely love public fucking.
  12. Granted that's not a great experience - maybe things are different in the US, but is it not the ATM provider that imposes and profits from those fees, not the venue where it is located? Venue owners might not even realise the charges programmed into the machine as they wouldn't use it themselves. Apple Watch is my favourite tool for paying for drinks in these kinds of places - no need to carry cash in pockets that might go missing in the darker corners. I can leave my phone in a locker where it is safe and not a distraction. Many places in Europe you use your cloakroom ticket number as a tab and pay when leaving (electronic or cash).
  13. I think be hot to see pictures of poz cock in your mouth. Also see poz cum in your mouth. So hopefully next time can show pictures.
  14. I had a guy make it well over an hour in me once. Neither one of us hurt either. We just both wanted him cum inside me.
  15. How is scheune i spent most of both trips at Bull
  16. I would love nothing more than to find a local married straight man to breed me behind his wife's back on a regular basis.
  17. I love you easily Nigel sank into the delicious depravity of taking the old guys poz loads. I am sure Nigel will accept his forthcoming status with glee 😈
  18. Both! I enjoyed cheating on my bf and getting fucked outdoors
  19. Fuck yea! This guys sounds so hot, I can picture you worshipping him good
  20. this story is HOT
  21. Story 4: At The Gym Todd stepped slowly in front of and flexed in the mirror of his tiny studio apartment, frowning somewhat before disgustedly slumping. Though one could say he was good looking, he’d always wanted to look more, well, hot. More masculine, more muscular. Like the countless guys he’d spent hours watching and shooting a load to on various porn sites. After 6 months though, nothing. Sure, he looked a little more trim, but no matter how hard he pushed himself, no gains were made. Sighing loudly, he grabbed his keys and water bottle, stepping out into the cool morning air. Jogging a few blocks, he stepped out of the dim morning light and into the surprisingly calm hustle of the gym. Looking around, he noticed a few men working out in the gym, his eyes immediately drawn to the monster of a guy lifting dumbbells, grunting loudly as he worked out. Immediately, Todd felt both horny and jealous, wishing he could get the types of gains that the gym bunny working out across from the bench he was sitting on had. Muscles on top of muscles, exuding a manliness Todd could only imagine. Suddenly, the guy met his eyes briefly for a second, causing Todd to fumble the water bottle he was holding. Trying to save face, he bent over and retied his shoes, feeling the blush on his face having been caught ogling again. For a few minutes, he continued to pretend to work at his shoelaces before finally digging up the courage to sit back up before looking down at his phone, pulling up the workout plan he felt he had foolishly purchased, seeing that today was unfortunately another cardio day. Putting in his headphones, he put on a high paced techno song to drown out the sounds of metal weights clanging and the whirring of different workout machines. Resigned, he walked over to the treadmills, noticing a hot looking couple of slightly less muscular guys running at full speed. Slowly he began to walk, letting his muscles warm up as the treadmill started with a lurch and he let his mind wander, building various hookup scenarios on the different guys in the gym. He’d be laying down on the workout bench, watching as the almost freakishly muscled gym bunny pulled his pants down and began teabagging his face, the massive set of bull balls likely hiding in his jockstrap resting on his cheeks as he hungrily licked and sucked on them, before the guy shoved his massive cock down his throat, putting on a show for the other muscled and oiled men as his legs we lifted by one of them. Closing his eyes, he let his imagination run wild, imaging as a line of men lined up and began to drop load after load in his hungry ass, feeling as their muscled thighs slapped hard against his ass, getting thrown back onto their groins as he was used as just another piece of gym equipment. Suddenly, he felt the treadmill stop with a jolt and he opened his eyes, confused before looking face to face with the muscled gym bunny he’d locked eyes with earlier. Nervously, he pulled out his headphones, shocked at the man staring back at him, an almost annoyed look on his face. “Oh, um… hi!” Todd said, his voice sounding small and making him cringe inwardly, “Do… Do you need something?” The man’s frown grew. Confused, Todd’s smile dropped. “I said, do you fucking mind?” the man said, crossing his arms over his chest. Even more confused, Todd looked around, noticing the hot guys a few treadmills down looking at him, smirks on their faces as they watched the interaction between him and the gym bunny. “Uh… I’m sorry?” Todd said, unsure what was going on, feeling as though he was missing some very crucial piece of information, sweat starting to drip down his forehead. “Look man, some of us actually come here to work out and not get their rocks off watching people making real gains,” the guy said, looking pissed as he spoke. “What?” Todd replied, perplexed at the situation before the guy motioned down lower at him, pointing at his pants. Looking down, Todd felt a hot blush break out across his entire body, as he saw his hard on protruding in full force through his loose gym pants. The horror of the situation caused his brain to shut down, unsure what to say. “I’d appreciate it if you stopped looking at me like a piece of meat and took care of that shit at home,” the man said, turning around and walking away. Hurriedly, Todd quickly rushed to the locker room, unwilling to look at anyone in the gym as he stormed across the space, his face feeling hot as he quickly slammed through the bathroom doors and promptly ran to a bathroom stall, locking it as fast as he could. For several minutes, he squeezed his eyes shut, hugging his arms around his chest and he waited, wondering how long it would take for everyone in the gym to leave so he could go home. Mentally, he beat himself down, telling himself he’d have to find a new gym, or better yet, maybe just leave town and never come back, knowing how quickly word in the gay community got around. Word would spread, he was sure of it, and details would likely get thrown in. He’d be the [banned word] that came in his pants running on the treadmill. Or probably that he whipped it out right in the middle of the gym and started jacking off in front of everyone. Reaching for the door, he slid the lock open and looked around, thankful that the locker room was empty. Rushing over to the locker, he fumbled for a minute, his hand shaking uncontrollably as he tried in vain to get the combination lock to hit the correct numbers. Suddenly, the door opened to the locker room, and the two men who’d watched everything between him and the gym bunny entered, laughing and talking as they came into the area and began to put their things away across from Todd’s locker. Clenching his hands, Todd turned his attention back to the lock, trying desperately to remain calm as he worked the lock again. He heard one of the men say something, not really catching his attention as he felt the blood rushing to his face once again, his ears ringing slightly as he fought back the feeling of utter humiliation from making him tear up. Todd jumped when he felt a finger tapping on his shoulder, looking over at the tall, muscular black guy staring at him with actual concern on his face. “Sorry… I’m leaving… I-I’m sorry…” Todd muttered, looking back down at the lock, biting his lips as he finished speaking. “Damn, babe,” the hispanic guy next to him said, pity in his voice, “Once again, looks like Spencer the gym rat scares another cute guy away from here. Guy really knows how to kick a guy in the balls.” “Look man,” the black guy said, slowly laying his hand on Todd’s shoulder reassuringly, “Spencer’s kind of the resident prick. Don’t worry about it. None of us are good enough for the muscle queen herself. He only goes for other roided out muscle gods like himself.” Letting a breath out he hadn’t known he was holding, Todd relaxed slightly and let go of the lock. “Yeah, man,” the hispanic guy said, pulling off his shirt, “I think he almost gets off making other guys feel inferior. Even when they’re hot and just enjoying the eye candy at the gym.” “I’m Alvin but everyone calls me Al. And my buddy there is Mateo,” the black man said, giving Todd’s shoulder a slight squeeze before releasing his shoulder and turning around. “Uh… Todd. Todd Cochran,” Todd said, holding out his hand to the men, feeling dumb as he did it, unsure whether to put his hand in his pocket or wipe it on his shorts. The hispanic man smiled warmly, shaking his hand, letting his thumb rub around on the top before slowly releasing it. “Well… Todd… Mateo and I were just about to jump in the showers, if you wanted to maybe join us?” Al said, grinning at Todd and he slowly began to strip naked, grabbing a few towels off the bench as he spoke. Todd stood in silence, wondering for a moment if he was reading the situation correctly, watching as Mateo also stripped off his clothes, tossing them quickly in his locker before following after Al. Looking behind him, Mateo drove the point home in Todd’s mind as he looked up and down on Todd’s body. “Be a shame to waste that hard on, don’t you think, man?” he asked, before walking out of the locker area toward the private shower stalls. Shocked, Todd stood there for a second, his mind racing as he was suddenly faced with the possibility of finally living out his fantasy. Snapping out of his stupor, he quickly began to fumble with the locker with a vigor, almost letting out a yell of triumph as the lock finally opened. As quick as he could, he stripped his clothing off, tossing them as fast as he could into the locker and slammed it shut. Grabbing a towel off the rack, he walked as fast as he could, following the sound of the shower head turning on and almost stumbled into the small stall, watching as Alvin and Mateo leaned back and slowly worked their quickly hardening cocks in their hands. “Told you he’d be fuckin game for it, man,” Mateo said, quickly pushing Todd down onto his knees under the shower spray, standing up and pushing his cock up to Todd’s lips. Hungrily, Todd sucked the large cock deep into his mouth, placing his hand over the large scorpion on Mateo’s stomach for balance. “Fuck yeah, suck that dirty cock,” Al said, watching in earnest as Todd quickly got to work sucking Mateo, lovingly licking and sucking the cock in anticipation for what was to come, “Show us how much you want it.” After a few minutes, Todd turned around and began to suck Al’s cock, compliantly standing up and bending over, giving Mateo access to his cock as he heard the man spit on his ass, the saliva dripping profusely on his hole. With Al’s cock deep in his throat, threatening to gag him, Todd let out a pained whimper as the large cock breached his hole, slamming hard and fast deep inside him, almost as if it was penetrating him to his core. “Oh, fuck, his hole is nice and tight,” Mateo groaned, quickly slamming hard and fast in Todd’s ass. Mateo’s cock slammed harder, filling up Todd as he slowly began to push his ass back on the cock, meeting each slam harder and harder, enjoying the rough quick fuck in his ass. Suddenly, Mateo quickly grabbed his hips and pulled him back, burying his cock deep as he began to shoot rope after rope of cum deep in Todd’s guts. “Yeah man, take my fucking load deep in you, white boy,” Mateo whispered, his fingers digging deep inside as he came, “I’m gonna paint the walls of those pretty pink guts with my cum, make em nice and slick for my man. Fucking take every drop, cause it's the only lube you’re going to get here on out.” Al pulled his cock out of Todd’s mouth, tugging on it as he lifted Todd’s chin, watching as Todd’s face took on a shocked and happy expression, his mouth gaping open as he felt the cum flooding his guts. Finally, Mateo pulled out of Todd’s ass, letting out a soft chuckle as he watched several drops of his cum slowly drip out of Todd’s ruined hole. Both men firmly spun him around and Todd’s mouth was pushed back down on Mateo’s cum slicked cock, as Al firmly pushed his cock in, forcing some of the cum back inside as he quickly and fervently began to slam his cock in and out of Todd, biting his lip in enjoyment. Sucking the remains of cum off Mateo’s cock, Todd groaned, feeling the long cock taking even deeper strokes in his ass, as Mateo eventually guided him up and started making out with him, the warm spray of the shower covering him. “Yeah, gonna fucking breed you nice and deep,” Al said, his voice deep and gutteral as he worked, “Knock your white boy ass up nice and good. You fuckin want my cum in you, don’t you boy?” Todd could only nod, turning his head around and kissing Al deeply as his strokes in his ass began to be ragged and uneven. “Fucking gonna shoot, man,” Al said, reaching around and wrapping his large, meaty hand around Todd’s throat, “You’re gonna fuckin get it, slut.” Suddenly, he squeezed a little tighter on his throat, and Todd could only choke out a slight groan as Al began to growl and stopped slamming, his cock twitching deep inside him. The three stood under the spray of the water, breathing hard from the sudden workout in the small shower stall. Finally, Al pulled out, giving a playful slap on Todd’s ass as he grabbed a handful of soap. The three quickly washed up in silence, Todd’s ass throbbing from the onslaught as they finished showering. Grabbing their towels, the three dried off and went back to the locker room. Finally dressed, Al sat down and pulled on his shoes, finally breaking the silence. “Hey man, if you want, Mateo and I are both off for the weekend, if you wanted to come to our place and learn a few more workout routines?” Excitedly, Todd nodded, following the two men out of the locker room. As they walked, he noticed Spencer, the gym bunny standing at one of the sinks, brushing his teeth. Unable to meet his eyes, he hurriedly past, hearing as the muscle freak spit out his toothpaste. “Fucking fags,” Spencer said, muttering to himself, “Gym is for working out and gains, not hooking up.” The only thing Todd could think to himself as he left with Al and Mateo was how wrong Spencer was. And that he’d definitely gotten a good workout, the first of many to come. -------------------------------------------------- Vote NOW: A) My Roommate's Secret B) Boyfriend's Birthday Surprise C) Airport Hookup D) Stealthed Keep in mind the top story will win, and anyone posting two choices will got with the first listed unless a tie occurs. In the event of a tie, I might be willing to write a second story . Also, as always, I read every comment and will gladly consider any suggestions of something someone wants to see. Voting will close on August 20th for the latest round of choices.
  22. Why hadn’t Kevin come back? Nigel looked at the naked man and the heavy, drooling cock and felt his sensible, rational self fading before the lust he felt. Slowly, he raised his tee shirt over his head, hooked his thumbs in his shorts, then pushed them down and stepped out of his clothes. His face was red with embarrassment as he felt Bill’s eyes on his chubby body and ashamed at his small cock and balls hanging below his ample belly. Bill moved towards him “So...you want to stay then?” Nigel felt the heat from the man’s body and gasped as Bill took his hand and curled it around his penis. It was warm and the skin was smooth. His fingers stroked it and were soon coated in Bill’s precum. Bill lifted Nigel’s hand and licked the cum from his fingers. Nigel shivered with lust and fear and Bill smiled. “Let’s go upstairs and find Kevin, shall we? I’m sure everyone’s checking him out by now.” Bill led the way up the narrow stairs, giving Nigel a close up view of his backside. As he climbed, the hairy buttocks parted to reveal a dark cleft glistening with some kind of lube. Nigel swallowed hard. He was excited by Bill’s bum, but also worried about what might happen next. They reached the landing. Kevin’s tool bag was outside the toilet but he wasn’t there. Nigel heard a TV and voices coming from a room across the way and followed Bill to the doorway. He felt really nervous about being seen naked as Bill stood back and pushed him inside. There were several men in the room on two couches. A TV on the wall was showing porn, but it wasn’t what made Nigel gasp with shock. Two old men sat on the filthy couches stroking erections as a nude man knelt beside them being fucked in his fat arse by a short, muscular black guy with a bald head and rings in his dark nipples. As he thrust back and forth, Nigel saw his cock was bare and glistening with cum or lube. The kneeling man groaned and turned his head and his eyes went wide as he saw Nigel standing in the door way. “K...Kevin!” Gasped Nigel. Kevin smiled and just knelt there being fucked. “But...he’s doing it...bareback!” Bill’s hand slid over Nigel’s back and cupped his buttocks. “Of course he is.” His finger slid between the soft mounds and probed Nigel’s arsehole. “He’s going to feel some sperm in him soon and he’ll get pregnant.” Nigel paled as he realised what that meant. But he couldn’t stop watching as the black guy’s thrusts became more urgent. He grabbed Kevin’s hips and grunted softly. He shuddered in orgasm and when he’d finished, he pulled a long, cum smeared cock out of Kevin’s rectum. “There you go!” laughed Bill. “Thanks,” grunted the black guy. He came over and winked at Nigel who was transfixed by the dripping cock hanging beneath his belly. “Mmmm,” He said. “Nice arse. I’ll give you my babies later.” Kevin sank down onto the couch. He could feel the spunk dripping out of his arsehole onto the filthy material. He looked at Kevin standing, nude, in the doorway being fely up by Bill. The lad was obviously excited by what he had seen but also unsure and fearfuk about this room full of toxic old men. “Well, Nigel.” He said. “You’ve seen me being bred now. Why don’t you sit down over here and relax for a bit.” Bill pushed Nigel gently into the room and he went over to the sofa on rubbery legs. The two old men made a space and he sat between them, feeling the heat ad sweaty smell of their old bodies. The thin one he had seen before said “I’m Sid, and this isArthur.” The other man was shorter, older and when he grinned he revealed a mouthful of broken and blackened teeth. He was sporting a thick erection which rose up from a metal ring at it’s base and he licked his lips when he saw Nigel stare at it. Nigel looked away red faced. He couldn’t believe what he’d seen. He wasn’t stupid. He realised this dirty old men were toxic and he’d probably seen his aunt’s husband being pozzed. He squirmed and felt he should go, and yet it was so exciting to be here naked. Arthur produced a small brown bottle which he sniffed. It smelt like solvent and the whiff of it made Nigel’s heart beat and he felt languid and sexy. “So,” said Sid “You’re Kevin’s nephew.” As he spoke, he took Nigels hand and wrapped it rounf his stiiff cock. “N...no..”replied Nigel. “He’s married to my aunt.” He watched as Kevin sniffed the bottle and sagged back playing with a small cock beneath his belly. “Are you going soon, Arthur?” Asked Sid, ignoring Nigel’s reply. “Yeah, got to see a man in town” He pushed the bottle under Nigel’s nose and the youth felt the poppers sweep through him, washing away his anxiety and making him feel in heat. He felt hands gently raise and push him until he was kneeling on the sofa. He heard Sid say “Nice young man you’ve got here, Kevin.” as he rubbed something cold and slippery into Nigel’s arsehole. He jumped at this intimate contact as Arthur got heavily off the sofa and went behind him. He felt his boney fingers on his hips and then the heavy cock pushed against his hole. “W...wait...ooof..it hurts!” He wailed Kevin reached over and put the bottle under Nigel’s nose. “Just relax, Nigel” He whispered. “Let him in.” Nigel gasped and then the old man’s cock stretched him wider, wider and then slid up him in a rush. He groaned as he was impaled and then the man began to slide in and out, his balls slapping against his own. “Nice,” said Sid. “ What time have you got to be in town?” Arthur was picking up the pace, enjoying the feel of the lad’s rectum around his cock. “Oh..ahh...in about an hour.” He gasped “Gonna cum soon!” Nigel shook with the thrusts as the poppers wore off. He realised the man was intent on cumming toxic spunk in him and the thought made him excited and fearful at the same time. Kevin stroked his head “Shhhh.”He said. “You know you want it. It will be over soon.” Arthur was thrusting madly back and forth and then he cried out, pushed against Nigel’s bum and he felt the penis in him throb and throb as it spurted inside him. The old man stepped back and pulled out his cock and slapped Nigel’s bum. “Phew! Thanks!” Bill laughed and went off downstairs with Arthur. Sid stood up and moved into position. “It’s in you now, Nigel.” Kevin said. “We’ll make sure your pregnant before we go home, shall we?” As he spoke, Sid’s cock slid easily up inside Nigel’s arse through the lube and Arthur’s spunk and he sagged in surrender beneath the old man’s thrusts...
  23. Met an older man on the internet who wanted a long slow blowjob. went to his place and after I had been sucking his cock for quite a while he asked me if I wanted some Poz cum to swallow. it really turned me on. This was the first time I had knowingly been sucking on a cock of a hiv Poz man. The thought of hiv infected cum in my mouth was incredible. It seemed in no time I moved his hands to the back of my head and and he duped wave after wave of Poz cum into my mouth and throat. he held my head in his cock and told me to swallow every drop which I did. after his load was in my stomach he told me he told me his viral load was incredible high since has never been on any meds and he actually had aids. I am gout I continue giving him blowjobs and swallow his loads.
  24. There’s absolutely no way I won’t take my pleasure from the faggot. That’s it. Matter of fact I’m not interested in gay men or bottoms. I’m only interested in faggots. As implied, fags know their place. They know very well that when I man goes inside them is to USE THEM as a tool for our pleasure. What the fag wants is not only not relevant, it’s absurd that they present any wishes at all. What a Dom wants is the rule. And I for one, do not ask if can breed. I simply do it. It’s MY DIVINE RIGHT as an Alpha to breed faggots, and it is A FAG’s duty to offer his holes for my pleasure. If I ever encounter one who would ask that I pull out before shooting my precious male seed inside him, I would probably punch him. And as a good fag, he would quietly take my punches and would probably end up receiving my load any way. And THAT is why I only use and date and live with faggots. Not gay men.
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