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Looking for a 2 stories and hoping someone can help me find them! 🙂 Thanks in advance! 1.) Can't remember a lot, but Dad and son setting at home, son goes to his room and dad's friend comes in through his window. 2.) Dad and son wind up going to a nudist camp ground/resort and son starts taking poz loads from all the men there.

I could not imagine being Ollie.... My twist as a Tgurl would be total feminization but that's just me lol.....

Historically, hiv, hep c, crabs several times, herpes, chlamydia, gono. 2025 has been a piggy year, several horse fairs, Berlin sex clubs, park cruising, lots of bathhouses/saunas. Surprisingly for the year, only had m-pox (mild, despite 2 doses vaccines) and chlamydia.

This sounds perfectly normal to me. Some people are nervous, maybe it was his first time? Some don't want to have sex, and are satisfied after getting a little touch. Maybe he was scared off and didn't like it. But anyway, NOTHING in your story seems wrong, in such a context, touching a hard cock is very okay, you even had seemingly consent as he was engaged with you through the towel. So let it go, go back and have fun with someone else!

Been a few days, wasn't sure I'd be able to get training in tonight. I was! Am ... I got my medium Egg plug in (Square Peg) and after about 5 minutes I could barely tell it was in. I took it out. I'm writing this now with the Large Egg Plug (Square Peg) in my hole, been in there for 15 minutes so far. Feels nice and good, making me feel like a pig.

my first was "The Chute" on Indian School Road in Phoenix AZ...home to many of my "firsts"! First time trying poppers. First time being fucked while others watched. First time trying a glory hole. First time taking multiple cocks...12 in one night. First time being fucked with a black cock. First time being spit roasted. First time swallowing cum...other than my own. "The Chute" will always hold a fondness in my heart!!!

Actually @ItalianDick&Hole, I knew the literary reference but then I went to Fordham the same time you did - I had to read it in Freshman Philosophy. I liked "The Ninth Circle" for the same reasons you did - never was a fan of stand and model bars. And again I must wonder, were we there at the same time? Your following statements broke my heart. I actually WAS one of those guys who ordered from the menu - found out I was POZ all the way back in 1985 when the first reliable tests became available. And yet I am still here - and hell yes I know I am lucky - the vast majority of my friends from that time period never made it out of the 80s or the early 90s. Survivor guilt sucks, but I try to continue to get the most out of life not just for myself, but for my first partner and all my friends who had their journey cut short. I'd be honored to help you "live" a bit more, and ease the feeling of being cheated. I mean, a fellow alum from my own class, how could I not want to assist?

So I'm still working on my other story but his is a shorter little side project that became a brain worm I had to get out. This is likely only going to have three parts. Here is part 1. I Corrupted My Young Husband I stroked my cock as I watched the big hairy muscle bear fucking my boy in our sling. I glanced down at the computer which had the feeds from the two cameras and made sure they were capturing all the action including a close up of the man’s bare cock slamming in and out of my husband’s hole. It was just three years ago that I first met Joey, the straight jock that had enrolled in my Queer Studies class in the spring semester of his senior year. When the class were introducing themselves, he was horribly overcompensating and oversharing, he said he was only taking the class because he needed the last few credits from a humanities class to graduate and that with his schedule and being a varsity wrestler, this was the only class that fit his schedule. By the time he graduated, he had accepted my invite for coffee. I had learned over the semester that the main reason he had not considered himself gay was because he was not attracted to guys his age, nor was he attracted to flamboyant guys, but he had developed an infatuation with me, his professor that was thirty years older. He eventually expressed how he wanted to be in a monogamous relationship, to be devoted to another man, to have that man devoted to him, and to be safe from STI’s. After that meeting, it was two more weeks before I popped his anal cherry. He insisted that I wear a condom and I obliged. He was a hot little muscle stud that was also smart and fun to spend time with. A couple months later he moved in with me and we told each other how we would be exclusive and devoted to each other. What I had not shared with him was that my main sexual kink was that I was a voyeur. I loved nothing more than watching someone getting fucked and bred, live and in person in front of me. Before he moved in I would spend a few nights a month at a bath house in the big city watching guys get fucked. Joey was the most beautiful specimen of youthful masculinity that had ever hit on me. Every time I fucked him, safely with a condom of course, I was fantasizing about this hot stud getting gang-banged by random men, being a free use, no loads refused cum-dump. Now, here we were three years later, living out my fantasy and what also, with some subtle prodding, turned out to be his as well. I just had to nudge him along the path. The first three months, I fucked him occasionally, always wrapped up to ‘be safe’. He trusted me and after us both being monogamous for six months and getting tested together, he agreed that we could fuck bare, but he insisted we also both go on PrEP, ‘just in case’. I agreed. It felt so much better to be inside his young tight hole bare then wearing a rubber, and he agreed. I could tell he enjoyed feeling my bare cock in him and he loved when I came inside him. He would play with his cummy hole afterward as I sucked him off and swallowed his load. Of course this still was not satisfying my deepest desires, and the frequency of our fucking declined over the next few months. Having long repressed his desires, Joey wanted to be fucked constantly and I was not meeting his needs. We had several long heart to heart talks and we agreed that he could go outside our relationship to get that itch in his ass scratched, but we agreed to some conditions, one I insisted on and two he wanted. My condition, which he eagerly accepted was that I would always be present when he was hooking up with guys outside our relationship. This feed right into my voyeur kink. He insisted that I not fuck other guys, which I was fine with as I understood his jealously and his abandonment issues from his absent father. He also promised that anyone fucking him would wear a condom and that I was the only one that would fuck him bare. I humored him on this one, but let him know that I trusted the effectiveness of PrEP. I helped him find older tops that wanted a piece of his hot muscular jock ass. We did the search together and he saw that many tops lost interest when he texted them that he wanted them to wear a condom. Plus after getting fucked by a few tops that did wear condoms, he had admitted, that after getting fucked bare and bred by me, he preferred getting fucked without a condom and having a man’s load inside him. I shared with him the info on PrEP’s effectiveness and eventually he agreed to go ahead and get fucked bare by other neg guys on PrEP. Overtime I shared more info with him about how undetectable equaled untransmittable, and he allowed me to broaden the pool of guys that fucked him while I watched to include poz guys that were undetectable. I introduced him to poz breeding porn, at first just pointing it out to him, and telling him I came across it while doing research about if it was safe to have undetectable guys fuck him. I did notice that he would check it out when I he thought I wasn’t watching him. We had also expended our usual play sessions from him having one guy come over to fuck him, to hosting gangbangs. He really enjoyed being the focus of long pump and dump sessions with multiple guys breeding his hole. We would usually finish the night with mine being the final load that would get dumped in his well used sloppy hole. As the months went on and he kept taking more and more loads, he asked me what would happen if it turned out that PrEP failed and he ended up getting infected. He wanted to know if I would still love him and if I would still want him if that happened. We were talking about it after a day where he had taken at least eight loads. He was on his back as I fucked him. I looked down into his eyes as I started to thrust into him harder, “I’d still love you and I’d still want to watch you getting fucked by other guys. I’d take care of you and make sure stayed healthy. You’re my Boy and will be forever, regardless of your status.” Our schedules were busy so it was a couple weeks before I was able to arrange another pump and dump session for him. This one though I had a little surprise for him to see how he would react, it would be a little test to see if he was willing to go further. On Saturday I had eight guys lined up to come breed my boy as I watched and filmed some of it. I always left it up to the tops if they were okay with me filming or not. I told Joey that the last top of the day was rather concerned about his privacy, so it wouldn’t be filmed and the top also wanted Joey to wear a blindfold. Joey was fine with that, quite a few of the tops liked to fuck him while he was blindfolded, it added a little something extra for them. The day had gone like normal, five of the guys had let me turn the cameras on and record. When it was time for the last top of the day, I turned the cameras off, got the blindfold out and put it on my little hot muscle stud of a husband. I then helped him get into position on all fours at the edge of the bed. Then I went into the living room and fetched the waiting top. He was mid-forties, white guy, slightly balding, decent shape, but with a nice eight inch girthy cock. He looked at me and asked, “You sure you want me to do this? It might fuck with his head more than you think.” “I think I know how he will react and it will be fine, trust me. I know he wants it, but he just isn’t ready to admit to me or maybe even himself yet,” I answered. “Okay, you’re the one that has to live with him if he reacts poorly. If he freaks I’m out the door,” said the man who in our online chats had given his name as Ray. I led him into our playroom. “Damn, he’s even hotter than in the pics you posted,” said Ray as he saw my boy on the bed. “You ready to another load Boy,” he asked as he walked over to the bed, unzipping his pants, and pulling out his cock as he approached. I closed the door, shutting it a bit to hard so it made noise, “Sorry about that,” I said make sure my Boy still knew I was in the room with him and Ray. Ray didn’t take long to get hard, he stroked his cock with one hand while sticking a finger from his other hand into Joey’s cum filled hole. “Damn, that’s a sloppy hole you have there Boy,” he said as he stroked himself while finger Joey’s asshole. “Thank you, Sir,” purred Joey as he pushed his ass back against the stranger’s finger. “Please fuck me Sir and give me your load,” he begged. I watched Ray fuck my Boy for about ten minutes. I was so fucking turned on, I gently rubbed my hard cock through my shorts. Eventually Ray turned and looked at me, then gave the agreed upon que for when he was getting close to cumming. He looked at me and said, “Hey can I get a some water, I’m parched.” My Boy knew that I had bottles of water in the room in case any of the tops needed a drink. What he didn’t know is that this was a set up. After a brief pause, I replied, “Sorry man, the previous guy took the last one, I’ll go get one from the kitchen.” Ray responded with a grunt of acknowledgment for the Boy’s benefit as he smirked at me. I went to the door and did my best to make as much noise opening it and then closing it as I could. A couple of seconds after I closed the door, but hadn’t actually left the room, Ray shoved Joey down onto the bed and lay on top of him as he continued to fuck him with his thick cock. The stranger brought his head down and whispered in my Boy’s ear, “Damn Boy, it’s a shame you are on PrEP cause I’ve been off my meds for a few months and I have a high viral load. You are one hot cum dump and I’d love to gift you and infect that hot ass of yours.” I don’t know who was more anxious for how Joey would respond, Ray or me. Joey didn’t say anything he just moaned and started thrusting his ass back up to meet Ray’s fucking. “Shit Boy, you are milking my cock like you want that toxic load. You want it don’t you, you want to me infect you? Don’t you?” asked Ray as he started thrusting harder, he was no longer whispering, but as far as Joey knew, they were alone in the room. Joey was moaning like crazy and being more active than he had with any of the previous guys today, thrusting back against Ray and grinding his crotch against the bed as Ray fucked him. “You want this toxic load Boy? You want it in your ass or should I pull out and shoot on your back?” asked Ray as he was getting close to cumming. Joey made a whining moan noise I’d never heard before. Ray was fucking my husband really hard now and Joey was clearing enjoying it. “That’s not good enough Boy, I’m going to pull out and waste this high viral load on your back unless you ask for it.” I knew Joey well enough that I recognized that he was cumming as he yelled out, “Please Sir, give me your toxic load, infect, poz me, breed me.” “Fuck yeah Boy,” said Ray as he reached his own organism from the combination of the dirty poz talk and Joey’s ass clenching his cock as the young muscle shot his own load onto the rubber playsheet covering the bed. I waited a couple seconds before opening the door and pretending to enter the room. “Oh damn, it looks like the missed the climax, but here’s your water,” I said trying my best to pretend I wasn’t on the verge of shooting my own load into my shorts from having watched that all unfold. “Thanks man,” said Ray as he kept up the act. He pulled his spent cock out of Joey and lifted up off the bed. He stood over Joey and slapped his ass, “Good thing you aren’t a girl cause if you were my potent load would definitely knock you up.” Joey did his best to act like this had just been another of the pump and dump encounters, “Thank you for giving my your load Sir.” “Your welcome Boy, I’m just bummed it’s only my load I’m giving you,” replied Ray as he zipped up his pants and turned to leave the room. On his way out, he leaned into me and whispered, “You have to call me if ever wants this for real, I’ll gladly take a med holiday to knock him up.” “Thank you for coming,” I said loudly as I nodded at Ray and gave him a thumbs up. Ray left the room and headed out of the house as I quickly pulled down my shorts and climbed on top of Joey who was still laying on the bed in a state of bliss after his organism. “He was a hot fucker,” I said as I slid my cock into Joey’s cum filled ass. It wasn’t going to take me long to add my own load. “You’ve been taking your PrEP right?” asked Joey, trying to disguise the sudden panic in his voice as he thought I was sliding my bare cock into his hole which had just received a toxic load.

The first one I attended was Hawks in Las Vegas, it was a short drive from my house. The Entourage was the second. I preferred Hawks over Entourage, always seamed to get more action there.

I've been there a few times, it doesn't seem to have the same kind of group sex scene that hooked me on bathhouses in Denver.

I try to be approachable, and have on occasion had young guys approach me to take their virginity, and few of them have gone on to become big sluts themselves. I am however about as far from the local norms as it gets, and piss a lot of guys off and have them attempt to slut shame me. What I saw this weekend was fear not the usual anger and contempt.

Lol wrong person quoted 🤪 ment to quote the OP

There's so many things that I want to say but I don't really know how to use this website and I don't want to get banned or kicked off. So I'm here to ask how do people create or get invited to private forums so that they can talk about and express themselves the way that they really want to. This is something that I really want to be a part of but I just don't know how yet. Is there any advice or tips or tricks to help a poz boy like me truly find his people??

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Put me down as on Team "Not your problem/fault". He was having a lot of skin contact on your hole and bolted when you reached to have skin contact with his dick. That seems to violate the simple rules of good manners.

LOL why am I getting quoted in this? 🙂 I don't think I did anything wrong, nor do I think @NWUSHorny did 🙂

You definitely did nothing wrong. The guy obviously got off on what he saw but then some switch in his brain flipped and he freaked out. Completely normal also but nothing to do with you. He will jerk off to this memory until he goes back and slowly starts to dissemble those brain circuits of guilt that freak him out. As far as as I can tell you are doing gods work 😉.

I've been in a few situations where I felt like that and left, but nothing like what this guy did.

My first was at Hollywood Boutique [think before following links] https://www.yelp.com/biz/hollywood-erotic-boutique-seattle?osq=Gay+Porn+Booths in North Seattle. The accuracy of this doesn't really do it justice: "The place is a joke. The video rooms in the basement have become extremely filthy to the point that whatever you touch is sticky with grime. A total health hazard. Of course, three creepers is what you find down there at any time. If you're lucky, you could find a fourth." I managed to stay there until some dude wanted to fuck me and started to and then realized the was no flooring, and a woman was in the corner getting railed that looked passed out. AND I RAN THE FUCK OUT WITHOUT EVEN HAVING MY PANTS FULLY UP. I couldn't have gotten to my car fast enough! 🙂 And look what I've become! 🙂 @NWUSHorny for all you know, this guy could turn out to be someone like me --- 🙂

Or he was just a nervous guy … first time at the baths …. And you (or anyone) touching his cock skin on skin was too much for him I remember when I was a young thing and went to a movie theater for the first time… and after a little while a guy came and sat down next to me and groped my cock I freaked and ran out …. I mean I knew that’s what went on there … that is why I went…. But the reality was too much it was probably at least a year before I went back …. And back …. And ….. So it was not you …, you were playing by the rules …. It was him. …. Maybe in a while you will see him back (maybe on his back…) but you don’t need to worry … if anything you helped his education…

Yes, I agreed. I realized I had erred in disobeying my master. But my master is angry with me for my hesitation, and I deserve punishment. And now I ask my master for forgiveness. Among the things I did was send a two-hour video, two days in a row, kneeling and asking for forgiveness, standing before his house, begging for pardon. But my master did not forgive me, and said I deserved punishment.

@NWUSHorny I haven't driven by DSC in a while. I don't even know if the building is still there - they've destroyed Colfax. That place was awesome - and so multi-faceted. You could go and fuck and play, you could hang out in the pool in the sun....DSC was THE BEST bathhouse for the variety of things it offered. My first was my much and still loved Club Z in Seattle (now called Z Club) - [think before following links] https://www.thezclub.com/ It has gone through some recent renovations but still looks much the same. If you wanted sleezy condomless anonymous fucking - that was the place to go.

Glorious Health Club (GHC aka the Glory Hole Club) in Washington D.C.